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(my eyes are YELLOW!!)

Name: Claus
Race: Demon
Important features: Blindfolds, ram-like horns, and collar; his skin is naturally tanned to bring out his silver-white hair.
Personality: Not one for smiles, generally always cold and off-putting, he has a sharp tongue that could cut diamonds.
Type of Clothing Preference: He likes being shirtless because he finds clothing to be too restricting.
The only reason why he's wearing pants is because he finds legs to be disgusting, unless they're on a woman... then he would love to admire it all day.
References:

Name: Sid
Age: 14
Race: Latino
Hair: Fire-truck red (dyed)
Eyes: Hazel
Other notable stuff: Freckles over her nose; build like a stick; her boots have red spurs shaped like little wind-mills; paint-speckled bandana around her neck; the rocket-backpack is optional
Personality in a nutshell: Dynamic, hyper, crazy, loud, and a little maniacal. She's just a kid with dirty hair and too much energy. Sarcastic, sassy, and full of teenage rebellion. She's a graffiti artist among other things, so if you'd like you can include graffiti themes, a spray-paint can, or charcoal and paint sticks, which she also uses.

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*= either ignore the green leaves in her hair or turn them blue! 3nodding
here hair example [some art boobies]

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Name: Valkyrie

Sexuality: Bisexual

Age: 19

Appearance:
Valkyrie stands at a respectable 5'8, with long legs and a fairly lean figure. She keeps herself fit and enjoys showing off her toned stomach, which is tattooed with a black crescent moon. She has long wavy hair that she wears over her left eye, regularly dyed in shades of red and brown (currently a bright burgundy), that she wears down and loose. Valkyrie prides herself on her clothing as much as her body, preferring something of a punk style with dark colours and fierce accents in red or silver and a stylish black eyepatch rimmed with golden thread to hide her ugly eye, should her hair flow out of the way.


Personality:
Someone once tried to flatter Valkyrie by calling her a queen. She scoffed, "Queens have responsibilities. And most of them, fat husbands." Valkyrie doesn't care for anything so mundane and restricting. Her only responsibility is herself, and even then, she prizes her freedom over her own happiness or security. She won't risk being tied down to any person, place, or thing --- which isn't to say she doesn't enjoy having lots of people and things, when she can.

People are very useful, she thinks, in helping her get she wants. Valkyrie exudes a confidence and authority that brings many admirers, male and female, willingly into her service. She isn't coy about it and makes sure they know that they're in for sex, games, and fun, not anything permanent. So long as they understand the rules, she's happy to toy around with them. She likes to tease and push boundaries, and doesn't mind others doing the same. Very proud of her own body, Valkyrie can get careless with other people's personal space. She rarely apologizes for it, claiming that it's their insecurity problem, not hers.

Valkyrie doesn't appreciate drama of any sort, and is more likely to walk away from a silly argument than escalate it. She's not above a swift kick to the groin to anyone who seriously disrespects her, but petty catfights and passive aggressive comments are not worth her time. After all, beneath her flamboyant exterior, Valkyrie has a calm and decisive mind. She's smart enough to discern what things to pursue and what's best left alone.

History:
Valkyrie had a very difficult relationship with her parents and older brother. After one too many fights, she left home as a teenager and went to her older cousins for help. She moved in with them and worked part-time at their bar to make up for rent. With her devil-may-care grin and swinging hips, Valkyrie quickly became popular among the regulars.

The bar wasn't in the best neighborhood, and fights weren't uncommon after a few too many rounds. One night two drunks had in mind to duke it out over Valkyrie herself. Even as a seventeen-year-old waitress, Valkyrie wouldn't tolerate that. She pointed out that she was no prize to be fought over --- if they wanted her attention, they should prove their worth to her, not to each other.

The ploy worked, at least temporarily, to defuse the violence. And Valkyrie found that it worked again a few nights later, and again, until the regulars started respecting her rules and turning away from fights and to more constructive shows of merit (somewhat constructive, at least... the man who tried a fancy magic trick and lit his pants on fire didn't quite make the cut). And once she turned eighteen, Valkyrie was free to reward those she considered worthy of her time.

It was from all this that she earned her nickname --- a valkyrie, an arbiter of warriors and a lover of those good enough to earn it. She chooses her flings judiciously and sparingly, despite the amount of teasing and flirting she allows in the bar. And she only had problems twice with people who tried to forcibly persuade her: after the fates they suffered, everyone else got the hint.

Strengths:
+ Confidence, healthy self-esteem, comfortable with her body
+ Decisive, clear-minded, reasonable
+ Strong backbone, doesn't back down from a threat but also doesn't pick meaningless fights

Weaknesses:
- Doesn't respect others' personal space/bodies
- Anti-commitment, no real ambitions or life plans/goals
- Sometimes manipulates people's feelings for her own material gain

Likes:
+ Flirting, teasing, touching -- and sex too, of course
+ Running/cardiovascular exercise, pump-up exercise music
+ New bitchin' jackets/coats/shrugs/etc. that perfectly suit her wardrobe

Dislikes:
- The idea of having pets or children or things to take care of
- Clingy, needy people, or anyone who accuses her of being 'unfaithful'
- Smelling gross, greasy, and smoky after working at the bar

Name: Dante

Sexuality: Straight

Age: 20

Appearance:
Dante stands at a respectable 5'11", with long legs and a fairly lean and thin figure. He constantly keeps himself in shape by doing various exercises each an every morning he possibly can. As a result of this, he has toned biceps, abs, and various other parts his body. His hair is a faded shade of black that is medium length, coming down to just below his ears to slightly longer to the back of his neck. His eyes are usually a tint of dark blue, but changes during Mana Overdrive. He has a thick scar made from a rigid axe going diagonally from is upper right torso to his mid left stomach. He bears the crest of an underground group of mercenaries on his right shoulder. Dante is usually keeps his gear on at all times, save for when he cleanses himself. His gear consists of two primary objects; a rune gem encrested gauntlent that is worn on his left hand and a finely crafted sword with the same gem implimented into it's hilt. The sword is a double edged long sword that has thin tunnels branching off in two directions from the hilt to the tip of the blade. The sheath to his sword is usually mounted on his back, but he usually keeps it loose to use as a block when initiating combat, and as a resukt of this, it is terribly worn but stills bears it's uses. His armor combines uses of both black leather and tinkered steel that allows it to be lighter while still being strong. The steel breaks apart very slightly up is right arm up to his shoulder, where he proudly showcases the tattoo, to allow for ease of movement. His trousers are primarily made of black leather, and he wears them tucked into faded gray buckle up boots.

Mana Overdrive:
This is a special ability that Dante has harnassed and so far is unique to him. This ability allows for the mana in his blood to start vibrating violently and start glowing as he uses his body as a medium for the power of mana. His hair will start to flow, as if he is underwater due to the sheer aura of the mana and light blue sparks will light around various parts of his hair. His eyes will turn from their usual dark blue to a near white shade of blue.

Personality:
Dante is a man of strong virtue and justice. When he sees a civilian in a harmful situation, he does not think of anything but to jump into the fray to their aid, not thinking of any consenquences. He donates any of his spare coins after fulfilling his mandatory needs to those less fortunate. He usually doesn't accept items as thanks from these people, but in some cases their feelings are so strongly portrayed that he feels the obligation to accept the reward. He is not a man to influence other men or women for his own personal desire or gain, and instead, tries to find a way for himself to be of the best possible service for the people. <subject to change in the future>


History:
Dante once lived a peaceful life in a small village named TBA (to be announced), where the community was small but humble and kind. Most of these people were farmers, blacksmiths, leatherworkers, and a few enchanters. They welcomed frequent warriors that traveled through this village to adventure past the kingdom into unknown lands by offering them a place to stay and offering their services. This is how the village sustained it's finicial status as a village.

Dante was 13 while he still lived with his parents. His father was once a man that served ina unit of knights that was directly under the king, his primary knight unit. His armor and equipment was royally equipped as a result of this, runes being implimented in varying locations. His mother was a woman from direct high elf offspring, mana rich inside her veins as a result of this and where Dante inherited his power to activate Mana Overdrive partially came from.

One erie dawn, the sun was barely peeking above the horizon when a half dead man stumbled into the village, a warrior that had passed through the village not more than two days ago to the uncharted territory. Shortly passing the gates, his mangled body collapsed to the ground as he lost the last ounce of his conciousness. The gatekeepers rushed to his aid and brought him to the only medic in town to tend to, frantic to save this man so he could tell them what had happened. After hours of anxiousness, the man awoke, frantically looking around to gather his bearings. Not letting anyone to speak before he, he frantically shouted, "How long has it been since dawn!? You must leave at once, a terrible horde of or-" the man was cut off from sudden bloodcurling shouts coming from the entrence he came from. Not a moment later, a booming coarse voice shouted, "ATTACK!!" Suddenly, orcs, goblins, and imps of all sorts flooded into the village. The orcs attacked any living entity they could see, sparing not even women and children in their onslaught. Screams and shouts echo'd through the village as his parents stood up from their breakfast. "W-what's going on father?" TBA asked, clear fear being striken into him. His father quickly went over to him, kneeling down to him calmly gripped his sholders as his mother frantly moved a bookshelf aside to open a hidden wall. "No matter what, you must never come out until everything has calmed down." His father told him as he was led to the opening of the secret room. "No matter what!" He told him again as he shoved him into the room. "Wait, fath-!" his mother slammed the wall closed before Dante could finish and his father braced the bookshelf against the wall, preventing him from openning it. He looked through a small crack in the wall as his father quickly ran into the basement and his mother right after him. The front door started to bang violently, not even withstanding 4 hits before being caved in. The orcs quickly stormed into the house, wrecking havoc to search for hidden people. Before the orcs could reach the bookcase, his father emerged from the basement in his suit that once served the king, his mother shortly afterwards with a crystal ball of sorts. His father shouts violently before charging towards the orc, striking the first one clean through, the second following immediatly afterward. Another orc swinged his blunt axe at his father's side, tossing him to the wall next to the bookcase. His mother, using the crystal ball as an amplifier, started shooting beams of pure mana at the orcs, taking 4 down before having to collect herself again. The orcs took full advantage of this moment and swarmed her, two others starting to beat his father. Left barely alive, he was held at his throat as his wife was stripped and raped brutally right across from him. At this point, Dante is so horror stroken that he loses conciousness.

When he awoke, the room was dimly litted by the sunset and gravely quiet. After a while of bushing against the wall, he managed to open escape from the secret room. He was greeted by a very disturbing site; both his father's and his mother's figures, mangled beyond recognition. He was striken with beyond grief, so much that was unable to cry out as he dropped to his knees. A long while passed before he was able to take control of himself again, taking in his new reality. He stumbled to the corpse of his father, most of his equipment destroyed beyond repair. He scavenged his left gauntlent and his sword, swearing vengeance by his very blade. Walking to the door, he looks back once more to say farewell before departing onto his journey.

Poi is a demon monster girl! She's pretty curvy and chesty, her feet are pointed and fade into the black color that you see in the avi provided, and you can place her in any outfit!! I am not picky! (warning big picture in spoiler)