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One of my chars my fave

Name :Tiaga
Gender:Male
Age:14
Race biggrin arklord/vampire

Bio/personality:He is qwiet kind when it comes to his friends but if u get on his bad side you might as well run before his darklord which was born inside him comes out. His favorite food is normally eating people, he can use his amulet he was born with to grow to huge sizes. he was never born with a second name and for people close to him can usually call him Tiggy.
Most people are scared of him and run away. he has no heart and is immortal and can not be killed exept by one thing.
Weapons:none
Abilities: he can form black chakra in his hand and use as a weapon, most of his attacks include red/black chakra. He becoems very strong sometimes and is hard to control.
weakness: the only way to kill him is to kill his loved ones to break him down and weaken him on the inside leaving him open.

Appearances: normal tiggy can have big black angel wings only if he wants them to show


Tiagas Darklord form about 15ft high:
It needs a bit of changes, imagine the hair is black and his skin is grey also red eyes and not as muscley XDDD

Normal Tiaga biggrin :

hmmm lemme find the wings >.>

kinda looks like him to >.>

Due to the fact that that Victor Hugo did not write a backstory for Enjolras in Les Miserables, it is entirely possible to wonder what biography may have created a young man like that. Therefore, I have quite a few distinct versions of Enjolras, several of whom time jump, one of whom is a personification of equality and one of whom is a soul collector a la Mephistopheles.

Name: Michel Enjolas (nearest to book-description)
Nickname: Apollo, Saint-Just
Age; birthdate: 22; 31 March 1810
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11"
Hair: Blond curls (think like Apollo) down to the nape of the neck
Physique: He is beautiful, almost effeminately so, with a round face, a halo of curls and long blond eyelashes, which would present a boyish appearance if he didn't have an otherworldly, somewhat eerie, look about him.
Voice: Powerful voice, with the kind of speaking style that one can feel in the base of one's toes and in one's heart, the kind of voice that makes disciples. (one RP of this character had him having the power of Command).
Personality and goals: Sees nothing except revolution. Believes in liberte, egalite, fraternity, but finds it easier to go about getting egalite than to understand fraternity or liberte. Has difficulty socializing or even understanding other people.
Possible Background1: Had a startlingly normal life for an early 19th century only-child heir to a number of estates. So normal, in fact, that he never thinks about his parents. The only thing that wasn't normal was that he was generally ignored and left to wander about the house and through the library and gardens. In his early life, he was scared of his mother, attaching instead to his nursemaid. When he turned six, his parents dismissed the nursemaid in favour of tutors. His only contact that wasn't with his parents, nursemaid, servants or tutors started when he went to secondary school at age eleven. He was slow to make friends. In his effort to understand those around him, he stumbled across the grand ideas of the French Revolution and found it easier to relate to others through those than other means. When he when to university, it was as a lawyer to follow in the footsteps of the Revolutionaries.

These are two of my pending characters...I will probably not use either in RPs, since they're both reserved for a very specific setting and story line...but...I don't know a lot about them -_- ...since they are both fairly new.

Name: Lilith
Age: Unknown and irrelevant
Weight: Without wings, 120 lbs. With wings: 200 lbs.
Species: Fallen angel
Height: 5'7"
Appearance: ((I lack 'image'))...Lilith has dark gray skin. It looks almost like she's stone covered in dust. She has twisting black tattoos covering her body, namely her arms and legs, with 'tendrils' on her face, torso, hands, and feet. She has a steam punk dress style, wearing tight black pants and knee-high gray boots. Her coat is down just past her knees and tight around her torso and waist, is worn, black leather, and cut in the back. Fallen angels (in this story setting) keep their wings, but they turn to metal. Lilith's wings, along with that of her 'brother', are large, made of metal bars and gears and engraved feathers. Their color is a dusty, tarnished gold. ((I've yet to come up with a good way to describe them, since I can't draw them worth a damn. Suggestions and discussion are welcome! Anyway...)) Lilith has very sharp facial features, narrow, almond eyes that are bronze colored, and shaggy black hair. She wears a top hat and many rings on her long fingers.
Personality: Fairly fixated on her work and her appearance, Lilith comes across as fairly vain, usually. She's very prideful and avoids talking to humans, unless it involves her work, and she considers them ignorant. If her respect is gained in some fashion, she becomes snide and sarcastic, but with a good sense of humor, and she likes to play games and be light hearted, in her own cynical way.
Occupation: With her 'brother', Travis, Lilith runs a business that involves capturing lost or renegade thoughts...people call in, they had some genius idea, but can't for the life of them remember what it is...Lilith records it, take details, etc. and sends Travis to hunt it down. Sometimes the other 'supernatural beings' of that city will report a murderous thought or idea, and Lilith sends Travis to hunt and destroy it...
History: ((This is my worst section, really...I'm not sure of their purpose in the idea of Heaven, nor of what exactly they did to become fallen...)) After their fall, Lilith and Travis came to the city of Mercy ((created by my friend mephisto_907 for his friends' use)). They quickly grew accustomed to their new freedoms, but still were hurt and vengeful. Lilith in particular resented the way they had been cast from their home, and she led Travis into the idea of Hell ((I'm trying not to limit myself to whatever usual view of Heaven or Hell, hence "the idea of...")). They bargained with Lucifer for a means to return to Heaven. However, Lilith's anger and pride prevented her from being able to earn her return. ((Basically, hopefully, this will all be included in my story, should it ever get underway, and I'll be able to get a clearer grasp of what this section's all about)).

Name: Travis
Age: Again, unknown and irrelevant.
Weight: 145 lbs, without wings. With, 235 lbs (they're a little heavier than Lilith's)
Species: Fallen angel, of course.
Height: 6'1"
Appearance: Travis's appearance is much like Lilith's. His skin is the same dark gray, covered in twisting tattoos, his hair is chin length is shaggy and black, like his 'sister's', and he has the same type of tarnished gold wings, though they're larger in proportion to his body. He wears looser black pants and high leather boots, gray. He wears a tight shirt over his fairly muscular body and a loose, long gray leather coat. On his hands are fingerless gloves, and he's usually wearing some form of brass knuckles. Around his neck is a long gold chain with an hourglass on it. He also has bronze colored eyes and an almost playful expression. Across his chest is a bandoleer of vials, various time pieces, and other pouches of assorted use.
Personality: Travis has a generally good demeanor; takes the bad with a grain of salt, I guess is the term...More often than not, he has a smile on his face, though again, more often than not, it's simply out of irony. He sees everything that goes on in the world of the people around him and basks in the chaos of it. He has a quick tongue and treats his friends much the same as his enemies, when it comes to speech and expression.
Occupation: Travis is the one who goes out and does the dangerous work. Using the hourglass around his neck to pause time for short periods, he flies (very short distances at a time) to where the assigned stray thought is, or murderous intent, etc, as they emit a distinct aura and move quickly. He either captures the thought in the vials on his bandoleer, or destroys them.
History: ((For the sake of laziness...his history is more or less exactly in the same condition as Lilith's, and the events are also pretty much the same thus far...)) What prevented Travis from returning to Heaven was his chaotic and lustful attitude that spawned when he fell. Unlike Lilith, he does not mind the human world so much and is much more content to remain, for a time. He befriends other 'supernatural' beings in the city, like the house of vampires in the East district (including Trist and Seth Damon), the pyromaniac jinn (called Gin), and others. His contact with humans became specific to Lily Bronach, a part time art student and reporter, and she became the link of Detective Myles to the fallen angels of Mercy City ((Detective Myles was the character mephisto_907 created for that world, and he and Lily, my character, work together on occasion)).

...I'll come back and edit this later tonight, in the even that anyone sees this. Tired, have to leave...don't want to risk losing all this.

Profile name: The Midnight Samurai

Rp name: Julian Gibson

Race: human

Age:16

Appearance:

Character Description: A young boy who grew up having a bad childhood. Fueled by the anger of his childhood, he seeks revenge on those that have wronged him. A year ago he was infected with a viral disease known as p-54 which makes his vengeful side come out instead of killing him. This is only active when he is in danger, but he is able to control it. Once it gets to the point where he slips unconscious, the vengeful side takes over completely and he has no control. His best weapons are his fists, but he won't hesitate to try something new.

Weapons: Custom made gloves that emit either fire electricity or increases his strength. Also has a sword named Luna that he found near Mt. Fuji in Japan.

(I'm kinda new to this guild so I'm alittle nervous)
I'm a really shy person so I'm really scared I'm gonna get picked on so please be kind smile

ok my charecter:
name:Tsuki(no last name )

age:16(XP not my age)

personality:shy but outspoken,usually can control her temper but loses alittle all the time


lappearance:like my avi but not Chibi.5"1,93 pounds(thats how much I weigh XD )

race:Human/fire demon


Charicter flaws:temper flares easily if she can't control it,she can be suseptible to attacks on her mind when shes pissed off.she has a tendency to push herself to hard

Abilities/powers:she can hear very far,can run pretty fast and is strong but not like super strong,she's Inuyasha strong XD well not queit
she can fight pretty well
and she has control over fire
she has claw nails

History:she ran away from her parents house for an unknown reason.her mother was murdered when she was 10.her hair and eyes used to be pink before her mother was murdered.

Username: Marcel Antoine Enjolras

character name: Antoine Peters

Age: very much forgets: He is endevouring to remember but not terribly hard. Has lived through the First World War certainly, has possibly lived through the Paris Commune of 1871 but the memory could be from the Resistance in Paris of WWII, he's not sure.

Race: vampire

Gender: male

Pet: A scruffy, bad-tempered, thin-as-rails, guard-cat, named Egalite, who has a meow that sounds like a smoker's death rattle

Appearnace: Dirty blond hair, wisps of which go to the nape of his neck; pointed effeminate face, would be pretty except for some burn marks near his right eye; thin build and small, five feet four inches most; looks maybe fourteen but would swear up and down he's eighteen; one eye blue, one eye half-brown, half-red; has round glasses which he needs to keep pushing up his nose - they appear to be second hand;

Personality: gives the impression of a skitish doe, but can hold his own if threatened or if he believes strongly in something; feels most comfortable in brown slacks, a shirt and a vest; gets extremely nervous in casual conversation and starts stuttering in Parisian argot; this does not, however, affect his shooting ability, he aim is relatively good though he
will insist it is not; he would have very much liked to grow up to be a history teacher, but accepts that he won't; idealistic and unswaying, but skittish and awkward, he cuts an odd image.

Bio: He was involved in both the Resistance and the Commune in Paris, but the trenches of the First World War and the tear gas of 1968 made his memory hazy. He was born in England, but was studying at la Sorbonne when he got stuck there by the Seige of Paris 1870. He has no clue how he got turned into a vampire (in reality, it was probably the cat who turned him), but is relatively sure it was during the Seige. He gets from place to place either by hitch-hiking or walking or, if he's going from the Continent to England or back, he stows away.

This is a bio using the basic outline from Byako (the link is in my signature; if you'd like to see the original, it's posted on page 36 of the "Character Profiles" thread), slightly edited for this site and any roleplays I may join here...

Name: Dustin Silver—also “Dusty”, but anyone who calls him that mysteriously end up brutally murdered the next day…oO Go figure?

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Species: Human—well, Specialist. He’s a human with a special gene that…well…eh, long story. ^^’

Home: Maine—until he was five. Now he’s primarily nomadic. He also lived in Michigan for two years or so, in which he completed high school and has long since been on his way.

Job: Hard to say…Dustin is something of a superhero. As a hobby, though, he invents things, especially weapons.

Weapon: What, his preferred one? Dustin has many ways to kill people. xD
His favorite has to be the V12 Powerbreak (it looks like this), which was the first gun Dustin ever invented. The original designs were actually by his father, but due to fire damage and lack of materials, Dustin changed it around a little and ended up creating something even better.
The Powerbreak’s primary projectile comes from a superheated casing of various “Elements”; the ammunition is self-replenishing, as these Elements can be found floating around in the air, where special lines trap the floating particles and transport them into the heating chamber, located on the very front of the gun right underneath the barrel. The gun is in the style of a compacted military-style bazooka; it is about the length of a person’s arm—not including fingers—has an extra bar underneath the heating chamber for recoil reasons, and can fit comfortably over the shoulder. When the trigger is held down for more than five seconds and the gun is allowed to charge, it can be placed over the shoulder and grasped with two hands to allow for the most powerful and accurate (through the scope) attack. Also when charged, the trigger can be pulled quickly to allow for a handgun-style attack, and, though less accurate, may be very helpful if fired in rapid succession. In a pinch the trigger can be held down without the gun being charged, such as if ambushed; this makes the gun go into override and it shoots whatever is in the heating chamber (not including what is in circulation throughout the rest of the weapon). While this sounds like a good idea, the resulting blast can be extremely powerful, making the recoil just as damaging to the shooter as it is to the victim. Just in case, the gun is also made out of several layers of steel and titanium, as well as a few plates of metal approved for making bomb shelters. When in close combat, the Powerbreak makes for a formidable melee weapon.
Dustin keeps all of his important weapons in a red backpack, which he carries with him at all times.

Ability: Dustin is an Air Specialist; certain genes located throughout his body force his cells to produce the Air Element which, in his case, gives Dustin the power of intelligence. This power is still growing. As of now, Dustin’s main specialty is electronics. He is a skilled inventor and can understand almost immediately how things work, even without taking them apart.

Weakness: As an Air Specialist, Dustin is naturally susceptible to the Ether Element, which is commonly found in lighting or plasma. Otherwise his only weakness is his own past. Due to certain events, Dustin is extremely cautious and, over all, paranoid beyond reason. He’s also stubborn, refusing help from pretty much everyone; when his mind is set to something, he refuses to listen to anyone with other opinions.
Dustin’s worst weakness, however, is his sensitivity to betrayal—this isn’t helped by his tendency to be over-romantic, which may seem odd for a boy like him…but we don’t really understand his reasoning, either.
Dustin is afraid of heights, flying, darkness, spiders, cheese graters, frozen peas, and being pursued by timber wolves around a kitchen table while wearing socks on a newly waxed floor.

Description: As you can see from this picture, Dustin isn’t exactly the most handsome guy in the world: http://img391.imageshack.us/img391/972/dustinsilverbiopic2wx0.png (well, unless you’re into that sort of thing)
Dustin is naturally frail (inherited from his mother), but he loves the outdoors and traveling in general. This makes him stronger and more durable than one would think—the little meat he has on his bones is pure muscle. Dustin’s proportions are thusly rather strange, as he has tiny limbs but oversized hands and feet and strange, bulgy lumps where his muscles should be. Dustin attempts to cover up his frailness with baggy clothing, but that only seems to make things worse.
His most defining features include his startling emerald green eyes and the extremely bushy eyebrows that cover them up.

Personality: Dustin is quite distinct in the way he acts, easily recognizable by his gruff voice and similar mannerisms. As a child he was much different—a lot more lighthearted with little to worry about. However, after the death of his parents, one can argue that Dustin went…a little bad in the head. Combined with his extreme intelligence, insanity was an easy route to take.
But Dustin isn’t crazy—maybe clinically he is—so we won’t go there.
Dustin is definitely one of those shady types who hangs around street corners, hiding in the shadows with a wooden plank and a psychotic gleam in his eyes; the only difference between Dustin and that guy is that Dustin would do it only out of revenge. Also he would do it in public and wouldn’t care if he accidentally stuck a few passerby with rusty nails in the process. In most cases Dustin is introverted to an extreme, often avoiding human contact all together. However, when it comes to revenge, there is nothing that will get in his way. Dustin may also make exceptions if he needs something and is, not surprisingly, a master manipulator.
Dustin is intolerable of stupid people. If you can’t understand what he’s saying, then he has no need for you. He will more often than not ignore a person than reply, preferring to keep his conversations brief and as indirect as possible. To Dustin, secretiveness is his most prized possession, and he will hold on to it with a death grip.
Dustin reacts so quickly to situations that one would think him impulsive and just extremely lucky; however, it is nothing of that sort. Dustin thinks so quickly that he is able to assess and respond to a problem in seconds. Given more time his plans are nearly foolproof. But not everyone thinks at the same speed that Dustin does, leaving large margins for error in the time it takes them to figure out what’s going on. As such, he prefers to work alone.
Dustin is not a happy person. Why should he be?
As a genus, Dustin has one of the most creative minds in the world. Inventing is his passion, and boy is he good at it! Dustin can instantly think of any invention for any use and, should the situation arise, can create said items out of nearly any materials he can get his hands on. Due to, uhm, constraints on budget, however, the items may have a rather limited use. Most of Dustin’s spontaneous creations are quickly forgotten after they are destroyed.

Storyline: Dustin prefers not to disclose his history. What we do know, however, is not pretty.
Dustin was born in a secluded part of Maine. His mother and father had built a cottage there after they were married—little is known about them before this, including their names. Apparently things went well for five years. During this time, Dustin’s father began designing the V12 Powerbreak.
Then one day the house blew up and the parents were killed, leaving Dustin with a large scar covering his left knee. Believing that Specialists had killed them (and not knowing that he was a Specialist himself), Dustin sought to destroy the entire race. Along his travels he further developed the Powerbreak and did a lot of research to learn of a “Specialist stronghold”. At 14 he finished the weapon and learned that this “stronghold” was in Michigan. Dustin traveled there to do his dirty work. He arrived when he was 16.
Through a series of events much too long and confusing to explain in less than two pages, Dustin learned that he too was a Specialist and, though reluctantly, joined their side in the battle against Shades, the real culprits of his parents’ murder. When they were finally defeated, Dustin went on his way to travel around the globe to further rid the world of evil through his inventions.
Dustin is now 18 and working on his greatest creations: a teleporter. He is searching everywhere, trying to find materials to complete this massive undertaking and actually make some money for his efforts.

Critique if you must. FYI, the history ends abruptly for adaptability reasons. xD