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 Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 2:19 pm
Name: Naiya Takudushi Name Meaning/Nicknames: Nai, Aya, Iya, Taku, or Du. Gender: Female Age: sseventeen, but she sometimes acts younger Race: Human Major(s): Art, Swordsmanship, and Psychokinesis. Character Looks: Naiya has long light brown hair, that reaches to her knees. She keeps them in seperate ponytails on the side of her hea, with clips that have ribbon hanging form them. Her eyes are a very light, almost neon, blue, that stand out when she crys. She usually wears long kimonos that reach down to her ankles, and splits on the side. She is about 5'6. She's a bit short for her age. When her hair is out of her ponytails, it is very thin and blows around every where.  Alignment Good/Neutral/Evil: Neutral, as of right now. Personality: Naiya is a very well-mannered girl, at most times. Sometimes, she can be a bit rude, and mean, but only when she gets mad. She enjoys making people happy, because it makes her smile when they smile. She also laughs at some of the stupidest things, and likes to act silly. History: Naiya was cast out of her family, only becuase of hwat she could do with her mind. She could bend things just bye looking at it. She was not excepted, becuase hse was different, and smarter, than her family. Her siblings looked down on her, spit on her, burnt her, anything to make her feel pain. So, she left. She traveled for a while. She went to France, where she picked up her accent, and came back after a few long years. Naiya then came here, to Tenshi, to learn to control her powers. Any weapons/armor you have: She has a large black katana blade, and a few little daggers just incase. Any items you have: A large dark purple backpack with the following inside: three books, five kimonos, two outfits, with jeans and T-shirts, and a beatiful comb with a seashell on one end. Any battle skills/magical powers you have: She is an expert sword weelder, and is ok with a gun. Character Flaws: ~She is also very quiet and shy around new people, esspecially non-humans. ~She is very obvious at times, but she doesn't mean it. ~She gets nervous very easily. ~She likes to evesdrop. ~She asks too many questions. Friends in the world: Victor Crane.Enemies in the world: Her siblings, and a few other to be named later. Lover: ? Pic: Her school outfit Relaxing outfitHer pj's
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 8:09 pm
Name: Vira Odale Lassar
Nicknames: Malice
Gender: Female
Age: Malice is 19 in human years which equals to 38 years in Elf.
Race: Dark Elf
Major(s): ???
 Character Looks: Malice is slim and narrow, standing at 5'5 with long grayish sliver hair hanging against her back. She never pull it back and wears it loosely. Her is skin is dark, creamy, and delicate. She worries constantly about scars and does her best to keep up appearances. Set into her round face are alluring and bewitching pale silver eyes framed by thick eyelashes. Many say her eyes are her best feature and Malice boasts that she can fool any one with one glance. Her lips are constantly curled into a sarcastic smile of conceit. Her personal style is very natural despite her love for all things beautiful. She doesn't wear fancy bows or jewelry, not when she can make profit of those things. She is very lazy, wears slacks, and leather boots. Though, she wears them neatly. On her back is the Naginata covered in stolen silk to prevent peering eyes. Also, on her persona, she carries a worn brown knapsack that she happened to find somewhere along the way. Inside the knapsack are random stolen items.
Alignment: Neutral - evil. Malice enjoys causing trouble, but doesn't care too much about politics.
Personality: Her most notable qualities are her selfishness, immaturity, and trouble making. As a Dark Elf, Malice is extremely conceited. There is no one greater or more worthy of the world than her. Everything she does is usually for her own benefit. In addition, she is extremely lazy. The only thing that will get her moving is conflict, and lots of it. Malice hates boring, long conversations and things of scholastic nature. She goes out of her way to avoid them. Though, her most defining quality is her love for trouble. She is very bratty and competitive. She loves to fight and hates to lose. She stirs up trouble when bored and is know to steal in any given situation. No one has seen her truly angry, because most dangerous situations excite her, even if she is a coward in the face of death. She's never made a friend or fallen in love. Her love for weaponry overcomes all.
History: Malice was raised in a community that consisted purely of Dark Elves. At a young age, the values of the Dark Elves were instilled into her young curious mind. Dark Elves are superior to all beings. If you want something, then take it. Do not be concerned with the lives of others. The world is yours if you have the power. Strive for the power. These were the standards amongst Dark Elves where Dark Magic reigned. Malice's parents were very strict and demanding elves who expected her to practice magic at all times, to even master it in sleep. Her young energy was constantly depleted from the rigorous training. Yet, she longed for weaponry and combat, not magic. Malice wanted to fight and battle, like some of the brave Elf warriors who had rejected Dark Magic. Her curiosity grew and blossomed, until she was using the magic her parents had taught, to learn weaponry in secret. Her strict parents could not stop her from testing weapons in the streets. She practiced in the streets so much, it became a second home. Eventually, she left her family stead and the strict confines of the Dark Elf society.
Wandering from town to town, Malice survived off thievery. Her main goal was fun and adventure. However, the attitudes of the Dark Elf community were deeply ingrained into her and she failed to realize it. She stirred up trouble in a few towns, gained a bounty in others, and created a new legend for herself. Her reputation was small, but people began to call her 'Malice'. She also agreed the name was more catchy than her give name, so she acquiesced. She committed all of her thievery using the name. There were many admirers, but mostly angry bounty hunters who always failed to foil her. Malice felt her life was satisfying, but the way of a thief became boring. Eventually, through her travels, she stumbled upon the school. It was a new way of life for her, a safe haven against the law, a place she could rest her head. It seemed the ultimate escape.
Any weapons/armor you have: She carries one single naginata. Don't ask her where she got it from.
Any items you have: She carries her naginata, of course, and a small knapsack filled with stolen items a little money, and food.
Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Malice has excellent reflexes and dexterity. She is exceptional at jumping and dodging, though not running. She wields the naginata alright, at least for a Dark Elf. Her best and most proficient skill is Dark Magic, specifically manipulation of dark energy, shadows, and feelings.
Character Flaws: She is known to strive for the impossible, be it men, fights, or whatever will end in trouble and disappointment. Malice has the inability to look past a give situation and responds accordingly. She is also very weak physically, as in her physical attacks don't have a lot of power behind them. She has to pump dark energy into the naginata which drains her considerably.
Friends in the world: None. She has never made a friend.
Enemies in the world: This one bounty hunger looking to claim a bounty on her head. Malice it claims it wasn't anything big, really.
Lover: None so far.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 8:41 pm
 Name:
Myia Crinian
Name Meaning/Nicknames:
Italian meaning Mine last name meaning is unknown.
Myia or May.
Gender:
Female
Age:
14
Race:
Witch
Major(s):
Spells
Bow and Arrows
Drawing
Character Looks:
She stands 4 feet 11 inches with peachy skin, her hair is brownish-blound and curly at the ends.
Her hair is usually put up into buns or ponytails.
Her eyes are a golden brown and they always seem to sparkle.
She wears a yellow dress with a big bow in the front as a attached, shortin leigth, shall raps itself around her upper part of her body.
The skirt part of her dress has points as it covers over a yellow-orange, pleated under-skirt.
She always has a charm on her most theres one on her ankle as she finds it annoying anywhere else excapt for her fingers.
Alignment Good/Neutral/Evil:
Neutral
Personality:
Her personality can be discribed as confusing and scary.
She tends to switch from one personality to the next, but keeps her sweet side of her out most of the time.
She can be the sweetest thing in the world or just pure evil or the most hyperactive, annoying person you will ever meet.
She also can not stay on one task to long, depends on what it is, without getting distracted, but none the less she is very smart for her age and intends to show her family just what she can do.
History:
Myia grew up in a big family of 7. 
Her family has her two parents, three girls, and two boys.
She is the youngest out of all of them and got most of the blame when something bad happen.
She got picked on by her older siblings and they use to make her do stupid stunts.
That always got her in trouble and she finally figured out that listening to her bothers and sisters was not the best idea.
But that was a bit late as she had already gain the title of 'Trouble Maker'.
Once she she got into school she began to shine.
She was an A+ student and never got into trouble, well unless one of her sibling were around.
She worked really hard even in the summer time. She wanted to show she was good at something.
Over time she began to pass her grade level.
She was quite happy with herself as she skipped a grade or two.
Myia started to distance herself from her family after she gave up on making stop thinking she was a trouble maker.
One year she asked her parents if she could go to a school that would challange her more then the one she had been going to.
This wasn't much of a hard choose as it already seemed like Myia wasn't even home.
They agreed and sent her to Tenshi University.
She hopes the university will give her more of a challage then her old school.
Any weapons/armor you have:
A wand made of silver [at each end of the wand it has a clear crysital stone] and charms.
She also uses a bow and arrows that can withstand magical pressure.
She can cast spells on her arrows if she fells like it.
As for her armor she has none, she uses spells to protect herself.
Any items you have:
Little red bag that holds everything for her thanks to a spell.
Any battle skills/magical powers you have: 
She can use spells that are above her skill level.
Her bow and arrow skill is at a good level for someone her age.
She can summon creators both good or evil.
Character Flaws:
Myia can get hurt really easily as she really never done any real physical work.
She has a limit on the amount of magic she can use until she passes out.
She also can get distracted easy.
Friends in the world:
Kyle
Enemies in the world:
None and hopes to stay that way
Lover:
None
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 11:44 am
 Name: Leah Rinn
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Race: Human
Majors: (none chosen yet)
Character Looks: Leah is a natural red head (and a hot head, but who’s asking?) with amber eyes. She usually wears long sleeves to cover up her skin so she doesn’t burn anyone. She would never be mistaken for dainty, but her features are very feminine. She has big eyes, a mischievous smile, and a curved face. From her back spout wings like an eagle’s, but soft and white; she can fly with these, but if you see it, it isn’t a very impressive sight—she’s still got to work on the take off.
Alignment: Good.
Personality: Very down-to-earth. Leah is quiet, but only because she thinks a lot. She is not exactly fearless, but when it comes to danger, Leah steps up to calm people down and fixes the situation. She is stubborn, very hot-headed, and occasionally gets too self-pitying of herself, but has inner strength to persevere.
History: In an accident four years back, Leah’s powers went haywire. Instead of just being able to manipulate fire, her power delved deeper and deeper into herself until her entire body settled at almost 200 degrees. Things ignite into flames when they touch her skin, so she wears specially-made clothes that are entirely heat- and fire-proof that won’t burn up when she puts them on. Every inch of her, besides her face, must be covered up so that she doesn’t burn anybody else, so she is usually seen in a three-quarters length t-shirt with long gloves or a sweatshirt. Because of her power, she has to drink a lot of water to compensate. She will typically drink at least one gallon of water a day.
Leah is fortunate that she was born in an extremely wealthy family that was able to pay for all the doctor’s bills. They hid her power in order to protect her father’s career as a Supreme Court judge, and are secretly ashamed of it. They love their daughter, however, and take her to doctor’s visits four times a year to find the cure for her “condition”—a process that usually involves a lot of needles and burnt hands. She lives in a huge mansion with rich parents, but she would never brag about that to anyone.
Her passion is in martial arts, and her parents pay a lot of money to get her private instructors in both Hapkido and Judo. Reading—her next favorite—is extremely hard since she keeps burning the books.
Any weapons/armor you have: None, but a pair of fighting gloves.
Any items you have: A satchel that usually holds a pair of gloves, a book, two to three waterbottles, fighting gloves, and a pocket of money.
Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Power over fire. Her power makes her skin too hot to touch, so she has to keep everything covered. Leah is also a martial artist.
Character Flaws(must have at least 2):
1. Sometimes Leah tends to wallow in her own self-pity and usually needs somebody to take her out of it.
2. Leah can’t make direct skin contact with anybody.
3. Leah loses control of both her temper and her power very easily.
4. To compensate for her power, Leah drinks gallons of water a day. She is always thirsty, and always carries a waterbottle with her.
Friends in the world: None in Tenshi as of yet.
Enemies in the world: None in Tenshi as of yet.
Lover: None. It would be too complicated, anyway.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 2:40 pm
 Don't wear it out: Devante Freed I am a: guy Age: looks 20-21, existed for around 357 years Race: Greater Demon What I do best: Literature, Art, and History Take a picture: about 5" 11', Light black hair covers his right eye. He almost always wears nice elegant clothing from button down shirts to vests ties and coats. Most of the time his eyes shimmer in a greyish white emptyness of a broken past. But when his blood is flowing with apassion, whether in the heat of battle or romance his eyes become two orbs of a deep hypnotic red that glow like the gentle light of the moon. Also...he has a bad habit of chewing toothpicks and is never without it. Allignment: neutral Personality: Never unhappy to knock somone down a notch whether with his words or his fists. His Abrasive attitude has won him few loyalties but those he attatched himself to will find themselves under his unwavering protection. He is intelligent by nature and finds the notion of God a ludicrous fantasy invented by humans too weak to admit they hadn't a damn clue how the world works. In general upon meeting a person he classifies them as one or the other. Ones most often recieve his kindest and most polite attentions while others get the bird. To put it simply. History: Devante is strange in that to his best knowing he was created on the earth. Over 300 years ago he became in the middle of a snowy forest clearing. His waking body was slumped against an intricate pagan cross in the Winter bitten back country of Scottland with a pentagram of blood etched into the ice under him. Wandering the frosty wasteland for days he finaly came upon a small town and was taken in by a young woman who became smitten with him. After enjoying her...hospitalities he stowed away on a ship out to europe and found a place for himself in Florence Italy before departing to journey the world. Any weapons/armor you have: He carries a guilded Ninjato. Its blade is a foot shorter than the Sheath to decieve his foes into misreading the time it will require him to draw it out an slash them apart. In addition he keeps a modern Desert Eagle Handgun with an extended clip in a shoulder holster under his shirt. He wears different pads of armor lined with bone altered and condensed into plates that distribute force like scales and he pulls out from them in his larger attacks all across his body but leaves his joints open and free to move. Items: Carries a Silver pocket watch and a Silver Rosary chain he wraps around his wrist. Any battle skills/magical powers you have: He generally melds into the shadows and teleports between them at instantaneous speeds. His main offensive weapon is the use of his bone structure as a 'ditto weapon' able to form and shape to any weapon he has taken the time to take a detailed knowledge of. Because of his magic flowing thorugh it his bones or any other bones he uses in battle are far stronger than steel(in reality with real healthy living bones they are veeery strong and comparable to steel anyway) Character Flaws(must have at least 2): -In an area lacking dead bodies his attacks are more limited to a shorter range without drawing from his own bodies structure -Short tempered with people he doesn't take an early liking to -Has to drink milk, constantly drinks milk and takes calcium tablets when hes not to keep his bones helathy as well as sustain the bones he wears outside his body. Friends in the world: N/A Enemies in the world: N/A Lover: N/A
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 10:19 pm
Name: Rae Ehrlan Tanaka
Name Meaning/Nicknames:
L-1 – name that the people experimenting on her called her most of the time. She is ambivalent towards it, it has never meant much to her.
Raven – Name that her father used to call her when she was a little girl. It causes her pain and guilt when she hears someone use it. Almost no one knows it, only the closest of her friends have ever heard it – most of who are dead.
Freak, monster, creature, etc. – Almost any derogatory name in the ‘freak’ category has been used to describe her by the people that were holding her captive while they experimented on her with their knives and witchcraft. She reacts violently to being called any of these things, particularly freak.
Gender: Female
Age: She is 100 years old, with only 20 of those years spent in freedom.
Race: Aven. She was experimented on until her features were fused with that of a hawk.
Major(s): Swordsmanship
Character Looks: She is 4’7”, with a petite physique of 80 pounds of almost all muscle; 100 pounds with wings included. She has a wingspan of approximately 12’9”, which makes her look even shorter and punier. Her hair is usually free, due to the fact that there are a few small downy feathers at the back of her scalp, and she can’t stand to touch them because they just remind her of how much of a freak she is. Her wings are very soft and insulating, despite what she considers an ugly dun color – a result of the cross with a hawk. At her ankles begin short cuffs of overlapping downy feathers, with her feet having only four clawed toes. She hides them in boots, and thick socks. She never lets anyone see them, for fear they will hate her as much as she hates them herself. She is loath to use her great wings, though she does when she must, or if others ask her to. Her lightweight bone structure lets her take off with a running, jumping start. She has fangs in lieu of a beak.
Her dark green eyes are the only part of herself that she likes, she thinks they are a pretty color, and she likes eyes in general. Her captors were not quite done with her, so she only has slightly advanced eyesight. This however, is enough to cause her problems. She cannot go from extreme dark to extreme light quickly, otherwise it pains her greatly. She cannot cry, because her tear ducts were irreversibly damaged. She also gets sick from flashing light. The rest of her body is as stable as it will ever get. She still gets aches and pains in her neck and back from the weight of the wings, and severe migraines from the meddling they did in her head. Other than her manipulated characteristics, she sees herself as dreadfully plain. Objectively, however, she has an optimal body shape. It was created to be nearly perfect, and so it is, except to her.
Alignment: Good, or at least she tries to be.
Personality: She is extremely shy around friendly people at first, but is quite friendly and kind when she is comfortable. She has some trouble getting close to people, caused by the fact that for most of her life she was unable to trust anyone she had contact with. However, when she gets close to someone, she is very devoted to them, and tries her hardest to make them as happy as she can. She is very skittish around people who she can’t tell are friendly or not. She has an instinctual predatory nature, because of the fusion of bird and human, and must consume a small amount of fresh blood at least every few days. She usually slips away quietly to do this, as it disgusts her, and she has no desire to let anyone know about this so that they can shun her. She also has sort of a bloodlust - the smell of blood attracts her, and makes her confident and brazen. She loves meat, but will vomit if she consumes any other food. This doesn’t bother her much, as she was never a big eater before she was experimented on.
When fighting, she is fast and deadly. While hunting, she usually only has to strike once to kill. She tries to minimize the suffering that her prey has to go through, as she really does love animals and feels a large amount of guilt for every one that she has to kill to survive. In battle, she uses persistence and willpower to outlast and keep fighting her enemy until she is finally victorious. She doesn’t seem to mind most of the wounds that are afflicted on her. It’s not that she wants to die; she just doesn’t think she deserves to live. She is very naïve, having been kidnapped at age 10, and only being free for 10 years after her ordeal. She has trouble judging nuances of certain conversations, and romantic flirting is all but lost on her. She never swears; though she accepts and understands that others do, and she appreciates the comedic value of certain swear words when they are used by others.
She has a relatively short fuse, and gets angry at the smallest things sometimes. She gets over things quickly though, mostly because she has a terrible memory and forgets what she was angry about in the first place. The experimentation has left her with some psychological damage, which can leads to temporary fits of insanity, during which she indulges in attacking any animals or enemies nearby and drinking their blood. She also rages, and refuses to be approached by friends or allies. She is proficient with a lightweight two-handed sword that she keeps belted to her hip. She is very conscious of personal space, letting few people closer to her. She tends to speak a bit formally, and despite some impulsive slips, she is careful of what she says to others.
History: Rae was born to a loving family, with two older brothers who she was very close to. She had a relatively normal childhood, until she was kidnapped at the age of 10 by an underground group of scientists. They were an unnamed group, working on fusing birds with humans in an attempt to create what they were calling ‘angels,’ humans with extra power to give humans a better chance against other races. What they ended up with most times was a lump of feathers and human meat. Almost every experimental subject died after having the wings grafted to their bodies, until Rae. Her initial bond was successful, and they didn’t even think to give her anything for the pain, they were so excited. She spent days writhing and screaming in her tiny cell, while her body and the wings fashioned after a hawk’s communicated and eventually accepted each other. Afterwards, they meddled with other parts of her, the brain, other internal organs, the extremities, and lastly the eyes. As she was the first that they had these opportunities with, they tried out different things, which led not only to months on end of pain in her dark cell, but also to an amalgam of all different aspects of human and hawk that didn’t really add up to a completely logically functional being.
Not only did they cause her physical pain, but they emotionally scarred her through the rough treatment they gave her. They cared nothing for her, and so thought nothing of calling her insulting names when they failed a particular experiment, or she did something wrong. She was treated like an unwanted animal by her captives, and the only person who ever treated her with any amount of kindness was the man who taught her how to use her sword. She never really cared very much for him, she was in too much pain to think about others, and he was just teaching her something that she could do in her spare time as physical therapy and to take her mind off of how bad things were. She killed him in her first slip into insanity, along with almost half of the underground complex. Before then she was disgusting, but harmless to them. Now she had become something dangerous.
She escaped, and went home, to find that her disappearance had destroyed her family. Her brothers had blamed each other for her having been kidnapped, each claiming that the other should have been there for her. They turned to black magic and drugs, and eventually killed each other. Her mother had drunk herself to death, having lost all of her children. Her father, who had finally lost everything he held dear in his life, just gave up and died in his sleep. Because of the bird in her now she couldn’t cry for them, so she just screamed. Her captives reclaimed her in a catatonic state, and this time kept her shackled in her tiny, dark cell for the remainder of the time she was under experimentation.
She finally escaped for good when another one of their experiments (probably meant for her) went wrong and blew up almost the entire complex, giving her a large hole to freedom. She used her wings for the very first time to escape from that hellhole. She spent a few years in the wild, learning how to fly well and hunt, until she encountered an older woman hunting in the forest. They became close friends. The hunter became her mother figure, and taught her much about how human society had changed and how she might approach humans to better ingratiate herself with them. However, human lives are short, and for them time is accelerated. The hunter died within a few years, and Rae was alone again. She made a few forays into the human society to try to find someone else to be close to, but she was always driven back to the wild by hate-filled, fearful people. She befriended few people, mostly older humans, and held on to no one. She had learned her lesson, and was not going to be caught by surprise by the fragility of humans ever again. She wasn't aware that there was anything else out there, trapped in her tiny realm of her forest and a single town.
Any weapons/armor you have: All she really has at the moment is a sturdy two-handed sword.
Any items you have: Rae has nothing but herself, her sword, and the clothing on her back.
Any battle skills/magical powers you have:She can fly, of course. She is a lightweight fighter. She uses her superior speed to defeat her enemies before they can do her serious damage, and she can take a lot of hits before she gives up because she doesn't care how hurt she gets.
She has an affinity for all of nature, due to the length of time that she spent in it. She doesn't have any real magical affinity for it, she just understands it a little more than most people. She avoids unnecessary destruction, and can usually find her way through most forests and jungles. She also has an affinity for birds. If she sits in a clearing for any length of time, birds will come and rest with her. They still do not trust her, because of the human in her, and so they will not go with her when she gets up and leaves.
Character Flaws: She is no good at talking to people. She is also no good at judging battles, and whether she will win or not. She often jumps into fights that she will not win without taking a lot of wounds, because she doesn't look at the fight objectively. She needs a voice in her ear telling her that it's too much for her, or a helping hand to make the load easier.
She can lose control if she is too overwhelmed, or if something in particular triggers it. Things like insults, being afraid, threats, blood, and distrust. She is deathly afraid of losing control around people that she cares about, and hurting one of them. She hates herself enough as it is, the thought of hurting and drinking the blood of someone she cares for repulses her.
She also has a thin section of skin directly between her wings. If anything taps it even lightly, it can completely paralyze her for a few moments. She is usually pretty protective of her back because of this, and tries to keep her back to a wall or someone she can trust.
Friends in the world: Anton, Sophia
Enemies in the world: None that can find her.
Lover: None as of yet.
Pic: 
I do own this picture. It's an edit that I received permission to make and use. Don't steal it, please.  Closest I could find to match my pic on tektek.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 3:10 am
Name: Dokuro, Togiretogire
Nicknames: Togi
Gender: Male
Age: 12,546 is a vast amount of years but for a dragon he's still very young. The age he looks when in his human form is around 22-25 years old.
Race: Black Dragon
Major(s): Time magic, Swordsmanship, magical creatures and animals.
Character Looks: Togiretogire is a young adult. His hair is though quite long and pitch black. The man looks human besides for his red eyes, yes that burns with the power of fire. He stands 6 feet tall and weights quite a lot, for having such a slender body. His body is well trimmed and every muscle is visible through his skin. This has to do with the fact that as an animal he got a very strong body and then during the "accident" this body was given a healthy body. He is often seen with black jeans and a gray shirt that is quite loose. The top two buttons is always unbuttoned. He wears black boots and a brown leather belt. His black hair goes backwards and shows the face.
In dragon form, Togiretogire looks like a decently big black dragon. His mouth is big enough to swallow a big pig easily. Jaws strong enough to bite through most material and fangs sharp and strong enough to do so. His two great wings can be folded in to lay along his back. 4 big feet upon the ground each with 4 razor sharp claws. A long tail which can be used in various fashions. The entire body is covered with thick, strong, black scales.
Alignment: Neutral
Personality: Togiretogire does not talk much about his background. He tries to keep his real form as a secret to the others. He was after all a very bloodthirsty and greedy dragon when he was younger. He may still be young but he has learned a few things and it's to keep some things to himself. He is social though and liked a good conversation. Togiretogire is careful not to let to many people come to close to him and will keep his distance carefully form time to time yet even so, those that become his friend will receive the protection that he can offer them.
Togiretogire do love to analyze situations and such and would not likely interfere with a fight or a beating, he would just stay and watch though. He do believe himself to be better then a human but keeps that to himself. If it hadn't been for his eyes, then he would gladly have played the part as an human.
History: For you to find out!
Full story: May not be in correct order, what is not known is not known.
First fact: Togiretogire is from the east of Tenshi University, near the Grand Dragon valley.
Found out by: Anton Keys - CadetNewb
Any weapons/armor you have: First of Togiretogire have a 14th century swedish long sword in his belongings. Beside form that he has his natural scales as defence, tail, claws and fangs as weapons if it would come to that. Since Togiretogire has the strength of his real side, the sword can be used in most sword stances of the west world, even those designed for lighter swords.
Any items you have:
4, 10.000 year old, gold coins to sleep on.
Any battle skills/magical powers you have:
Togiretogire is a young black dragon but he is still a black dragon. This gives him a strength towards resisting magic. His blood has a slight healing strength. He is able to transform his body. This can be done partially or full. Fire can also be used from the mouth.
Character Flaws: Since most of his years have been hunting for gold, Togiretogire is lacking in knowledge about magicians and rarely know how to dodge or escape magic spells. The reason he ended up in a human body.
When stressed out Togiretogire can be seen having bad balance, this is due to the fact that dragons and human don't walk with the same system.
Togiretogire's hand to hand combat is quite funny to watch when Togi tries to scratch one person with human fingers.
His eyes turn pitch black when he is pissed or when he transform into a dragon.
The armpits of both right and left front leg in dragon form has quite thin scales and in human form these two spots are quite sensitive.
Can be bribed with raw meat from a sheep.
Even though there is no real problem with Togi's attention span it can in some occasions be considered dangerously short.
Friends in the world: Not yet.
Enemies in the world: Not yet
Lover: Not yet
Pic:
Human*
Dragon
ooh, a Tektek.
Look, another one.
* Note that this picture is only what I based the character upon. Read Character Looks for accurate description.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 12:28 pm
Name: Victor Crane
Name Meaning/Nicknames: None.
Gender: Male
Age: Appears to be around 18-19.
Race: Vampire
Major(s): Swordsmanship, General Magic
Character Looks: Victor has a tall, upright stature, with medium long black hair and very pale, flawless skin. He has a handsome face, with thin, almost feminine lips, a pointed nose, and dark red eyes. He takes great pride in his pearly white teeth, sharp fangs included. He has muscle, but not enough to make him bulky. He is stronger than he looks. He wears a long, black coat that reaches almost to his ankles.
Alignment Good/Neutral/Evil: Neutral, for now.
Personality: Usually, Victor is very friendly, sociable, and good with people. He stays calm at all times. To his enemies, he tends to be cold, but tries to deal with the situation in a mature way. He exercises such self control that when he feeds, he doesn't go into a crazed frenzy like some other vampires tend to do.
History: Victor was born to young parents and was an only child. After he graduated from high school, he moved to a far away city to go to college. He got a job working as a lumberjack to get by, and was attacked by a vampire in the woods while he was working one day. Another lumberjack spotted the vampire, and it was unable to finish Victor off. After the painful transformation process, he came to the university, looking for other who are different like himself.
Any weapons/armor you have: A long, thin sword, suitable for slipping stealthily between an enemy's ribs.
Any items you have: A suitcase of clothes, some books, his sword, a beat up old iPod, and a few hundred dollars.
Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Victor is quite good with his sword, and he has superior agility. He also has basic magical abilities.
Character Flaws: He is quite vain, and is indecisive and bewildered at times.
Friends: None yet.
Enemies: None yet.
Lover: None yet.
Pic: I have to use TekTek, because I have no art skills.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 5:02 pm
Name: Alastair de Corbeau
Name Meaning/Nicknames: Alastair means Protector and is Welsh for Alexander. De means of. Corbeau means crow. So together, it means Protector of Crows. Alastair is common to being called Alas, Cory, or Beau.
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Race: Human/Spell-Caster
Major(s): Spell Casting, Telekinesis, and Hand To Hand Combat.
Character Looks: Alastair is 5 ft. 8 in. and weighs about 140 lbs. His eyes are a pale green, and has almond colored hair that reaches below his chin, or to the top of his back. His skin is a perfect shade of flesh, not too dark, but not too pale. It is smooth to the touch and soft all the time. Alastair's shoe size is a good 11 1/2 and his hands are big, like the should be. His body is lean and toned. He is usually seen wearing normal clothing, usually jeans, a T-shirt, and a hoodie on not so warm days. Alastair sports a large number of scars, from a large scar on his back to small innocent scars on his arms and legs from knives or training with bladed weapons.
Alignment: Neutral, but mainly good.
Personality: Alastair is a kind soul with a bright look. But, he is very confused, just like everyone, torn between right and want. Overall, Alastair is kind, caring, sentimental, hopefull, charismatic, bright, strong, forgiving, and good-spirited. Alastair is like all people, he has his doubts, and has his moments. But, above all he believes in love and in people. He is also quiet and conserved to those he is new to.
History: Alastair was always normal, to everyone else. But to him, he was different. He didn't feel better than others, or more important, just different. When he was little he could feel what other's felt, sometimes better than they could themselves. And he ran with that, always thinking it was normal until he was old enough to know it wasn't. So he concealed it. Around his newly found teenage years, Alastair found that things would unexplainably move around him, without being touched. Through major amounts of research (wikipedia), Alastair found that he was both empathetic and telekenetic. After a couple of years of feeling like he was slowly going insane, Alastair saught out his parents for advice and answers. They told him about his families lineage in magic, all from his father's side. That is when the de Corbeau's decided to enroll their son into an academy to help him hone his abilities and meet other's like himself. Like himself? Boy were they wrong...
Weapon/Armor: Alastair has a bō staff and numchuks. He was also trained in using saber's and a katana, but doesn't own either.
Items: Alastair wears a black stainless steel ring on his right ring finger and a leather bound necklace that contains a pendant with a japanese character carved in it. Alastair has no clue of what the character means. Also, he wears a leather bound bracelet with a matching character, which again, he has no clue to the meaning. His grandmother gave them to him and said they meant beautiful, powerful things.
Battle skills/Magical powers: Alastair took kick boxing and taekwondo, which he excelled at both and began teaching for 4 years in Kick Boxing and 6 years in taekwondo. He has also found ways of moving further in his training as well.
Alastair is empathetic and telekinetic, and can cast spells.
Character Flaws:
Hopeless Romantic: Alastair is a hopeless romantic that hopes that one day the man of his dreams comes by and sweeps him off his feet. Maybe here, he might find something besides a man...
Clumsy: Alastair is very clumsy, in just about everything he does, other than fighting.
Friends in the world: Kyle Oiland, Rezzo Siri, Naiya Takudushi, Victor Crane
Enemies in the world: None here, and hopefully never...
Lover: None
Pic:
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 9:33 pm
Name: Dekland Gregory
Nicknames: Greg
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: 50% Angel 50% Demon
Majors: Angelic Magic, Demonic Magic, Telepathy
Character Looks: Deckland is tall, about 6 ft. 1 in. and weighs about 160 lbs. His hair is black, with streaks of pure white. His eyes are a bright yellow that nearly glow at night or in dark places. Because of his conflicting heritage, Deckland sports gold horns, and a black, spaded tail. His wings look like angel wings, but the feathers are jet black. He is lean and muscular. Because Deckland was raised among humans, he keeps in large winds tucked in tight agaisnt his back, and his tail his wrapped tightly around his waist and tucked into his pants. His hair is long to hide his horns. When needed, he uses illusionary magic from his demonic side to hide these features.
Alignment: Neutral, he might always be.
Personality: Deckland is like a human. Because of both a demonic and angelic heritage, he feels an urge to do both good and evil, just like humans. You would say he was, normal. If it weren't for the magic and the horns, tail, and wings. Deckland is generally kind, honest, nice, and caring. Get on his good side, he'll treat you better than others. Get on his bad side, and you'll be treated like a piece of chopped meat.
History: Deckland's mother was an angel, his father a demon. They met on earth when they were young, around 500 years, but only 19 years ago. They fell in love, honest to God. They made love. She got preggers! End of story. She was banned from heaven until her son was killed, but aloud to live on earth with him. He was let off scotch free, but decided to stay with her. She wanted a good life for the child, so the became "human", or as human as possible. They taimed each other, he making her a bit evil, her makin him a bit good, not to blow their cover. They restricted magic outside of the house and infront of humans, all humans. Deckland grew with a angelic mother and a demonic father, all one big happy family. Until, the angels came and took her away and demons came and slew his father. Now all that is left is Deckland. He decided to go somewhere where he would be accepted and remembered his parents said something about a magic school called Tenshi U. Deckland saught it out, and what do you know? He actually found the bugger!...
Weapons/Armor: Deckland carries a katana. His tail is also a weapon with and without the bladed armor he wears on it.
Items: A few bracelets and necklaces. Mostly just jewelery and accesories. He does have a book on demonic magic and a few scrolls on angelic magic.
Battle skills/Magical powers: Deckland was trained by his father in hand to hand combat, and well as weaponry combat. He was also trained heavely in angelic magic and demonic magic. So far he is able to teleport, heal, create illusions, mess with emotions, and manipulate fire and light. He can also fly. Deckland also has a more brutal, animalistic, basic-instincts form where he completely transform into a grotesque monster of a half angel/demon. It's a terrible sight. Pictures at bottom!
Character Flaws: Loves to fight, hot headed, and thinks of himself as better than others as a defensive manuever, even though he gets picked at for it. He is also socially awkward, he tends to say things at the wrong time around people he doesn't know and feel's like he comes on too strong sometimes. He is very...odd. A mix of superiority, shy-ness, and awkwardness.
Friends in the world: Sophia Mei Belinski, Rae Ehrlan Tanaka, Felisha Walker
Enemies in the world: Most Angels and Demons
Lover: He had a boyfriend, who was human, but he was killed by the demons. Now he's single.
Pic:Deckland is different
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 4:39 pm
Name: Kaizer Nicknames: None Gender: Male Age: 1370 Race: High Elve Majors: Literature and staff weilding. Character Looks: Kaizer stands at 5,11 feet. This means he is rather short for one of the elven kind. This does not seem to bother him since he stands straight and looks taller than he is. The shirt and pants that he wears are in light natural colors with his arms guards being in a brown leather. Kaizer has four diffrent wrap coats and they come in different colors too. The four diffrent primary colours and the coats comes with different animals on them. The one he seems to wear the most is the dark blue one with a swordfish on. His hair is light brown but it darkens to almost black at the tips. His skin is tan from his travels and his eyes are dark brown. With his hands in his gloves most of the time it is hard to see that Kaizer's hands are rough and has tiny scars all over them. The cut on his ear and the half closed left eye are witnesses of old struggles. Alignment Good/Neutral/Evil: Neutral Personality: Kaizer has an holier than thou atitude and does not look straight at people when he speaks. He comes of as a jerk most of the time since he doesn't really care for company. He finds the company of books and scrolls more entertaining and certainly more intelegent than people. For some reason he could come of as nervous when he drops his deffence a bit. It seems that the only time when he lets loose and gets really happy is when he talks about his travels because he gets so involved in his memories and story that he starts to relive the moment. History: Kaizer find him self at Tenshi University after years of traveling his home world. Knowledge is considered to be the ultimate power in the society that he comes from. It is custom for the young elves to travel over the world to gain knowledge in living and learnign through hardship and experience. Once they have gained enough knowledge to be tested by the old. Only when they are accepted there the young elves can continue into further studies with a tutor. As a young elf Kaizer started his schooling path but was interupted by war purging his land. Kaizer found him self in battle often and he proved to have a head for tactics. But once the war was over many of the old had lost their lives leaving only a few magic users and those that were trained masters of combat. Kaizer took the knowledge that could be offered and has lived for many years on the principles of dicipline and politics in a world were battles still rages from time to time. Now he has come to Tenshi for a chance to bring back basic knowledge of other magics back to his home. Any weapons/armor you have: Kaizer wield a long glaive as a weapon. It is custom made but the weapon weighs more than it looks. This doesn't seem to bother Kaizer much since he weilds it like an extention of his arm. The inside of the upper part of his coat is covered in metalic scales to act as an armor. Any items you have: The crystal flower that hangs from his glaive and a small library of books and scrolls. Any battle skills/magical powers you have: He is very precise and trained in the art of the staff and often practises with his glaive. He has great knowledge of herbs and plants. There are few that he can not name. At least when it comes to the ones that grow where he travels. The magic that he has trained in is second sight and illusions. But he needs a medium for his illusions like water or smoke that can be reshaped. Kaizer have potential for other kinds of magic but he has never had anyone to teach him in the finer arts of magic. Character Flaws: Kaizer has a hard time trusting anyone. It does not get better with his tendencies to look down on people he meet and he has a bad habit of speaking about people like they are not in the room. A bit arrogant and very proud. He has impaired vision from an accident that damaged his left eye. That is why it is more closed than the other eye. Friends in the world: A young man dressed in black comes to the gates of the school on occasions. He has pitchblackk hair and covers his eyes in a gleaming blue visor. Enemies in the world: None that has made their intentions known. Lover: None as of now. Pic: Kaizer
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