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RP:all
Name: Nosdareth
Age: Unknown
Race: Shadow Dragon
Gender: Male
Weapons: Clawn's
Powers: Magic,Dragon Fire
Allignment: Chaos
Appearence: Will get a pic eventually if i can find one or make one
Biography: Nosdareth is a Shadow Dragon, born of Chaos and disorder.He has been here since the beginning.He has ravaged Towns and killed hundreds during his time in this Realm.He has no allies,he is a shadow in all essence hes appearance his view his emotions.He cares nothing for love and kindness, only for his own gain and furtheration of chaos into this realm.

Well... i make a different character per RP i enter. I might create a consistant character ((Or use Eromenga)) But here's my four main/favourite ones:

//Band RPs//

GaiaName: Xtinur
First, middle and last name: Cass(idy) Serenetra Hellmen
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Position in band: Rhythm Guitarist And Backup Vochalist if possible ;x
Band Types: Soft rock or like poprock or greenday style? Punk rock even smile
Appearence: Lessee... Dark black hair, pulled up into a half-pony-bun thing. Like, when you tie your hair into a pony but decide midway that you'd rather have it as a bun and you have the rest of the pony still hanging down but then you twist it up to fan out? She leaves two large bangs carelessly over her eyes and usually has thick eyeliner on her face.

Has emerald coloured eyes and her hair has green highlights. She usually wears a strapless dress that's tight up the top but as it hits her hips it flares out into a pretty large skirt that also ironically ends above her knees. The dress is black with white polkadots and a silver and green sash around her waist. She wears black platform combat boots and a cuff on her left wrist. She wears a black choker with a green pendant on it.

Other: She's nice, to those she thinks treat her well. She won't speak unless spoken to. She's moody and very snappish. Err very sarcastic and whatnot. Pretty emo but people dont think she is even though she's paining inside. People tihnk she's social but she's uber anti-social.

//Warrior RPs//

Name: Melintha Kiyaron ((Meli- May-Lee))

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Personality: She's Up Herself. Arrogant. Quick and Smart. Prideful. Takes comments very seriously. She can't take a joke at all. Very witty and able to think of wry comments very quickly. Overall, an 'A' Class b***h Loves putting everyone else down

Appearance: She's tall and lean, but also very muscle-less. She has bright green eyes and mid-lengthed black hair. Very layered. Her hair has slight green highlights -an experimentation by her mother whence she was younger-. She usually wears simple flared, flannel black pants and a simplistic green strapless wrap-around shirt that happens to be very tight and figure hugging. This gives her an appearance of being slighly flat-chested which would be enough to ward off any drunken idiots from her.
She has very high cheek bones and her cheeks are also very hollow. She has a long neck compared to most and her limps long and slender. But though her figure is slightly appealing, her lack of physical ability makes up for that.
She wears rabbit skin boots and over her right eye is a dusty green crescent scar. The green dust is artificial but the scar was achieved through a childhood accident.
She normally donnes a black cloak over herself to disguise herself completely while travelling.

Weapon of Choice: A Large Shruiken. A very large shruiken made of fine metals stolen off Falks. It's basically silver with massive black burns along the edges of it making it appear to seemingly not have a blade. But the black covers the sharp blade. It is nicknamed Kerrast. Kerrast has falcon flight insignias engraved on each of the points of it.
A hand-and-a-half sword comes along with the Shruiken. It has a thin blade and yet again silver with black edge burns. Why Meli has an attraction to the black burns on her weaponry is beyond the understanding of her fellow Saroons. The sword is Sarus Made making it a tad bit fragile. This is nicknamed Casket and normally sheathed in her belt. In the pommel comes a large emerald with the Falcon insignia engraved along the blade.
Melintha also has two arm plates that protect her fore arms. It is made of Irus metal covering the top part of her fore arms (elbow to wrist). It is actually drilled into her bone but that's another story The Falcon flight insignia is engraved into the metal and they are what serves as her armour when in hand-to-hand combat

History: Consistantly being put down by older brother Kestel didn't help Melintha through her childhood. Neither did the annoying drunken stupors her mother and father were consistantly in ever since her younger sister eloped away to marry a Falk. Apparantly, that sister of Meli's is unworthy of a name now.
Her father, would consistantly put her down and rage at her, abusing her until Kestel would come by to 'save' her. Her mother just sat back, cackling madly until day break when she would go sober and take up the place of the 'Clothmaker' of Sarus.
Her father would only ever do physical or verbal abuse however. Never sexual abuse as there was a high price on Melintha's head for when her Father chose a suitable suitor to marry her.
However one day her father snapped. Going mad with rage and grief. This was the day the younger sister eloped. Her mother lay sobbing quietly in the corner carelessly tossing tequila back down her throat and mumbling under her brearth.
Her father angry attack her literally. Bruising her, beating her, damaging her. Almost doing such a sin that could never be forgiven. However, just in time Kestel managed to help save her again.,
Only this time he too was angry. Calling her foul names, calling her pathetic and worthless. A shame to their household just like her younger sister.
Ever since that fay her father left her alone. And so did Kestel. Whenever they conversed it was only so he could call her pathetic.

Note: Melintha has befriended a wild Black falcon. It is called Ceyar (Kay-yer) Uhm. She also bears a special hatred towards Falks due to her sister sloping away with one Oh. And she's seriously asthmatic


Name: Xaphania 'Queen Of Thieves' Desmando ((A/N:Note this is Self-Proclaimed in the Queen of Thieves aspect)) Pronounce- Za-fhan-ya Can be called Xaph

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Personality: Arrogant. Greedy. Self-conscious to a very high degree. Very rough and manipulative. Very bossy. Hates having authorities placed over her. Over-Confident. Always underestimates opponents. Thinks she's above everyone else. Regards herself as the 'Queen of Thieves' Spoilt. Used to getting what she wants. A bit of a cry-baby. Not afraid to show emotions. A bit of a 'H.o.e' but like y'know... Oh. And she's very desperate. She's also highly flirtatious. Very loud and not afraid to voice her opinions. A bit of a Ditz. Friendly to a certain degree.

Appearance: She's an albino. Therefore she has crimson eyes and very blonde-white hair. Her hair is dead straight and is fairly long. The fringe-bits are plaited and then tied back around her head making it seem as though she has a 'halo' or a 'crown' or 'circlet' or -whatever you wish to call it- around the rest of her hair/head. However, this is usually concealed by a very colourful and jewelled bandanna that is used as a mere decoration. It has several chains of different metals hanging down the back with the jewels splayed neatly across is. It is VERY colourful.
Her hair ends roughly at her hips and is always combed to a state of perfection thanks to her being self-conscious.
She normally wears a very short light pink cotton dress that is halter-styled. It it simple and plain with the occasional dashes of black,white and even hints of gold. It is short with slits on both sides of the skirt enabling her to manouvere quickly. It's also very tight. Don't ask who designed it. We all know what kind of a person she is. *Twitch* There's a diamond/kite shaped hole in the dress around her belly button showing off her... pierced... belly button.
She wears boar-skinned knee-high boots with the heartstrings of some feral wildcat as laces to tie it strongly.
She has many ammounts of piercings on her body. There are a total of one belly button piercing, one nose piercing, three lobe piercings on each ear and three cuffs on each ear.
Her arms always have several bangles and around her neck come several gypsy-styled necklaces.
Sometimes has a simple black cloak to cover her with She's not tall. And she's not anywhere near anorexic. She's pretty in her own right. But she's not tall. Not tall at ALL >O Needed a growth burst but like, y'know

Weapon of Choice: She uses a pair of sharp self-forged blades. And a multitude of daggers that are hidden among her attire. But her main weapons are her blades. Large and made of a special kind of metals. One, is made of a special black metal and has a seemingly wavy texture. It's rippled and very strange. It basically means you can't cut a dead straight line with it. In it's hilt are several diamonds and rubies scattered along it, and a massive ying-yang sign made of a ruby and a diamond is in the pommel. This blade is called Balthamos.
The same decors to the hilt are applied to her other blade, Baruch.
Baruch, Is a basically a hooked blade. Curving in the same manner of a scimitar. Why she has such an unmatching pair of blades is beyond her. Some people even ventured to call Baruch a 'gutting hook'. So picture it as such Unlike the other blade Balthamos, Baruch is silver in colour. And with an emerald in the place of the ruby.
She's very quick with her blades, sucks at hand-to-hand combat. And tends to be VERY slugish in endurance and agility. Thus making her a walking target in most long-range battles
Tork has also bestowed upon her a pair of shoulder guards. Yes. They're shoulder guards. Shoulder guards made of special heavy metal that is surprisingly flexible. The shoulder guards are engraved with the Diamond emblem of her Diamond Order. And heavily jewelled again.
Like Melintha, she also has a pair of fore-arm guards. Exactly like hers only made of the fine black metal, and perhaps finer made. Once again the diamon insignia is engraved onto them

history: Well. She didn't exactly volunteer. She more or less got kicked out of Irustal to go on the quest thanks to Tork happening to be very uhm... annoyed with Xaph running off with on of his more prized posessions. But she figured she'd go on the quest anyway. Only after Tork made a bet/bargain with her about it. Basically consisting of the permanant title of Queen of Thieves and being marked down in Irustal History for many aeons to come.

Some Background: Xaph is actually the cousin of Tork-The Tribe leader of Irustal. Irustal, is actually formatted very strangely. It is composed of different orders. The main orders are of such:
The Thieves Guild
The Council
The Blacksmiths and Metal Workers
And... The Rest.
Xaph, was actually in the Thieves Guild. And Tork, obviously in The Council as was the rest of their family. Of course, you'd probably wonder why Xaph was in such a disrespectful guild while her family was in a more respected guild.
This was due to her being a spoilt little brat and the only child to very rich, powerful parents. And she always was an adventurous, wilful child, spoilt and always liked those in the Thieves Guild. It didn't exactly help when she was roughly 13 sn idiot member of the Thieves Guild tried to kidnap her in order to hopefully reap some rewards from her parents and use Xaph as a bargaining chip.
This didn't exactly work since Tork got even by easily finding her and 'stealing' Xaph back. But too late, Xaph had her fun with the Thieves guild and wanted to go back.
Tork and her parents however wouldn't let her. So therefore she merely set up her own thieves gang. Composed of femals mostly.
Together, her little 'Crew' of female Thieves (The Diamond Order) slowly reached the top of the Thieving groups in Irustal. Topping even the best of the Thieves Guild. Xaph then proudly took her title as 'Queen of Thieves'
Her parents and Tork however. Didn't interfere letting her run wild.
One day, one of the Diamond Order's new recruits was arrogant enough to question one of Xaph's orders. Wanting proof of their 'Queen's' great thieving abilities. Wanting her to steal something from Tork himself.
Surprisingly enough at that same moment Tork was looking for a candidate to go on the Quest of Ten Tribes.
So obviously, Xaph walked in hopeing to steal whatever she was meant to steal but... Tork caught her and bargained with the 'Queen of Thieves' about her going on the quest.

((MELINTHA AND XAPHANIA ARE MY TWO CHARACTERS OF ONE OF MY FAVOURITE ROLEPLAYS ON A DIFFERENT PLACE. SO SHOULD YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE 'QUEST' THINGS, IT'S FROM THE RP I PLAYED THEM IN. But now I'm broadening their horizons smile ))

//Demons//

Username: Xtinur
Name: Ero(menga) Kaikusersce
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Type: Errrm... Nymph? Alright, Water Demon crossed with a Dark Elf
Characteristics: A manipulative b***h who's only purpose is to destroy her own kind. Shunned by being part Elven by her fellow water demons she developed a strong hate towards the Elves. And her only mission in life, is to wipe out the elven race and allow her more stunning side of demons flourish.
She's sadistic, sarcastic, cold. Just evil in general. She's deceptive so she pretends to be a demon hunter (As she does not object to taking out fellow demons in an effort to appear innocent) but all in all she's evil.
She will not speak unless spoken to first or unless she likes you.
weapon: A 'G' Shaped Glaive. ((Refer to Sailor Saturn's Weapon)
Power: Dark/Water. Slightly telekenetic (Not overtly telekenetic as her demon side prevents her from full telekenisis but she is still able to make objects hover, the lighter the object, the higher and longer it hovers. But that's all her telekenisis covers). Her main form of magic is sending out either Water, Ice or Shadow waves/pulses. But her powers are very draining, thanks to her battling heritage.
Appearance: Lessee... Dark black hair, pulled up into a half-pony-bun thing. Like, when you tie your hair into a pony but decide midway that you'd rather have it as a bun and you have the rest of the pony still hanging down but then you twist it up to fan out? She leaves two large bangs carelessly over her eyes and usually has thick eyeliner on her face.

Has emerald coloured eyes and her hair has green highlights. She usually wears a strapless dress that's tight up the top but as it hits her hips it flares out into a pretty large skirt that also ironically ends above her knees. The dress is black with white polkadots and a silver and green sash around her waist. She wears black platform combat boots and a cuff on her left wrist. She wears a black choker with a green pendant on it.

Other: Her Mother is the Dark Lady of one of the Demon Lords. Her mother also happens to be the dark elf. Much scorned in society and has also developed a strong hatred towards her elven kind. Her father, is dead. And he was a Demon Lord. Which basically leaves Med's mother as the Dark Lady.

/((Those are the ones i have on hand at the moment. I have a multitude of more but meh smile ))

RP:Assassin Of Darken Days
Name: Spike
Age:210
Race: Demon/Ninja
Gender: Male
Weapons:Black Katana That Can Cut Throw Steel
Powers: I Don't Have Powers But I Have Alot Of Skill
Alignment: He Dos Want Is Payed To Do,But I'm A Netural Spy
Appearance: The Way My Character Looks But He Wears All Black Clothes
Biography: I Kill In My Spare Time, My Past Is All A Blank To Me, One Of The Reason I Kill Is B-Cuz I Have Alot Of Anger I Use It On My Enemies That All U Need To Know ninja

((OOC: Okies, just tell me if i'm going overboard here... sweatdrop ))

RP: Immortalis

Name: Thanacheir

Age: Unknown. Appears to be... Err... confused

Race: Angelus

Gender: Unknown, although assumed to be male.

Weapons: Claws, bite, roar and healing powers

Powers:
- War Cry: Comparable to a draconic roar. The sound-based resonance it spreads into the air saps the stamina of the opponents in front of it, and immobilises weaker targets, making them prone to other attacks, like swings of his scythe-like tail. This feeling is caused by infrasound, and affects the target depending on their physical endurance compared to the strength at which Thanacheir can use this ability.
- Holy magic: Like most members of the Angelus race, Thanacheir is adept at the healing arts. Which generally only adds to the general confusion -- and fear -- of people asking themselves what he is. Includes -- for obvious purposes -- the creation of food and water.
- Blood Resistance (passive): Although the experiment wasn't a practical success, it was a technical one. Werewolf and vampire bites will no longer instantly kill him due to the antibodies in his blood. He is weakened during nighttime, although he doesn't consider it unavoidable since he can't exactly get out much.
- Divine Breath: By focusing an amount of holy magic into his mouth, Thanacheir can use it to bless his breath with, effectively giving him a holy magic breath weapon. It can also be used to bless things with, infusing them with holy magic for a certain duration.

Alignment: Good

Appearance: Thanacheir

Biography:

Thanacheir was human once, what seemed like an eternity ago. He had not always looked like he did, but his memories are hazy at that point. He had grown up, like any other. He had gone to school, like any other. And when war broke out, he had gone to war, like any other.

There was a memory of a body that he believed to be his, bleeding on a battlefield. Doctors, dressed in white as they cleaned his bandages, the look on their faces one of resignation when they looked at him. Others, in expensive looking outfits, coming to take him away. Him, floating in the glass tube that he would later break out of.

He saw many things from that tube. Locked in a position where he could not look down at his own body, he saw similar tubes holding others, and assumed he was looking like them. The doctor talking to him every few days was the only thing that still kept him sane, kept him human, even when he noticed the people in the other tubes started to grow wings.

The doctor explained about Angelus, about what he had to become to survive. That he had been picked among common men to evolve into a new species of super soldiers. Some of the tubes were empty now, but at this point Thanacheir was willing to believe everything he heard, clinging to what remained of his sanity for dear life.

Blackness. One day, when he believed it was morning -- it was hard to tell, given the lack of natural sunlight -- he had opened his eyes, just to see nothing. The doctors talking to him had come by less often over time, but now he had apparently been discarded, as a broken toy.

This angered him, and he felt the anger well up inside of him, knowing he was left there to die. He cried out, his roar shattering the glass around him, freeing him of his bonds. He fell to the ground, on clawed, dragon-like feet. Uncertain of what to do, he fled, breaking through a wall, instinct having him use his wings to carry him to a safer location, away from the place that had turned him into a monster. He looked back once, to memorise the building.

One day, he would return to settle the score...

Now, Thanacheir has taken up residence in an abandoned silver mine. The rumor that it is haunted keeps the locals away, and lycans and werewolves generally don't appreciate the strong presence of silver and holy ground in his lair respectively.