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Username: curtsies
Character Name: Curtsies
Mailbox Number: 081
Demon Race: Incubus/Succubus
Age: 666
Appearance: She hovers tall among most in camprison.. her limbs seem stretched and lanky. At night her dead pale skin asumes the essense of mist following the outcrops of her body, but that is yet an allusion. Her grey eyes are fogged with a plague of stormy clouds that rest narrowly on high cheek bones, two lush lips forever stained deep loveless red... Long wild and tangled hair sweeps the floor as she walks, it however would shine silk though... if she ever wanted to brush it. Abnormally long shaped ears are positioned high on her head, allowing great hearing, are decorated with elobrate black tattooes and peircings. Her nails have been plated with dagger sharp silver, but hardly match the sharp bite of her powerful jaw that madly expands for an upper and lowed pair of fangs.

Clothing: Underneath her heavy weather-worn dark cloak, she is almost nude except for the wounds that cover her. The most valuable clothes are the ones that will remain, and the ones that have still cover her. She glibed on thigh length black leather boots and a tight sturdy corset. In her pocket she hides bits of silver jewlry as good luck charms in case of an imergency to trade with others instead of money.

Weapons: She has physically trained since a child to be strong and resistant to pain. She fights with her spirit, mind, and muscele. Other then her fangs and silver plated nails... she always have with her a long thin blade with a gaurded handle. But she is always willing to improve and use anything laying around to damage someone. She mentally agrivates people, hurting them by confecing their worst chracteristics which are only human...
Personality: She is a misanthrope; condesending to others mostly. She loves to fight, it is her passion... but not a weakness. She cares about winning, succeding, and sharing her thoughts. Philosophy is her main trade. She travels around, learninf and expeirencing more.. She also finds herself making allusions about her appearence, thinking she is twelve... appearing twelve, thinking she is 666 and appearing 20
Background Information: She abonded civilazation as a child and traveled through forests, she stole books and thought she was a goblin. But as she grew older and attracted to the city, she discovered who she was.

Username: The Ravens Wings

Character Name: Raven

Mailbox Number: 078

Demon Race: Succubus

Age: well over 2000

Appearance: eyes; a sort of murky brown. hair; black that falls in her eyes all of the time, (she doesn't need her eyes to see you bytheway). height; just 6'3".

Clothing: Black and red clothes (mostly), nice combat boots, very nice black leather jacket (she doesn't settle for anything other than real leather, no fake stuff for her), a blood red shirt (well sometimes its a bright color like blue or pink but not always), black or dark blue jeans, and if not wearing her boots she wears her white socks. Does not belive in tanktops, or anything of that nature (the revealing nature). She also wears a ribbon in her hair, and its always red.

Weapons: She has a blade thats kind of small (like the size of Frodo's Sword in The Lord of the Rings) but its perfect for her, it gives her more control over her victim. As in they're easier to manipulate. It makes your mind think that little devils are racing all over your skin trying to eat you alive, what you really do is suddenly go beserk about an hour or so after you got cut (if she doesn't want to kill you right away, oh theres also an attidote, but if she doesn't give it to you, then you were suppose to die) and you start taring your flesh out. It also has healing powers (a very small amout, like if you get cut or some scraps it heals them faster than normal but anything bigger, it will just fight off infection, and makes it easier for the wound to close) its nothing big. As a side note its made with Shadow Metal.

Personality: Cold and cruel, but sticks close to friends. Looks out for everyone, even thou it doesn't look like it. She hates clicks, always wants everybody to join, (execpt the people she hates). Yes some people just rub her the wrong way, and if you do, watch it cause if you get in her way she'll have no problem killing you.

Background Information: Her mother was born in ancient Rome when she got cast out of her town, she wandered North for about 3 years when she reached what is now the southern border of Russia. She then was resuced by a Male Demon who took pitty on her, and after awhile got her pregnant.

That was when Raven was born. She grew up without a mother (she died in Childbirth), and her father got attacked and killed a few years later (about when Raven was 5 or 6). Since she didn't have a rolemodel or really anything for that matter, she started using her mind to make friends, she would take young children from nearby villages and manipulate them to her desires, make them into something like dogs, loyal to her and only her.

She grew up like that, when one died she would replace them thinking that they weren't strong enough to live with her. All the while she didn't see the decades come and go, she was never really able to see the passage of time. That was until she meet Shadow, then all of the sudden she saw everything, and she understood it. Why her playmates fell asleep and she couldn't wake them up, why they would turn into ice in the winter when she did not, and so on and so forth. ((as another side note, after meeting with Shadow she became a better person... oh the inside, still what she was like before she meet Shadow on the outside but very very different with what she was really feeling))

So the deal with Shadow:

Shadow was passing through the neighborhood when she stumbled on Raven. Raven not caring for herself as she should have, was dieing (this was about when she was around 1950 yrs. and she was depressed cause her newest play thing died, and she had grown fond of him over the years she had him, you could almost say she was in love with him, but then again she didn't know anything like that, she didn't even know kindness at the time ((nor proper hygene care for her or her playmates))). Shadow saw that and so she absorbed her, (took her soul and put it into her own body (well of course she did it with Ravens consent)) but before that she got to know Raven and became Raven's first REAL friend. Its was that way until about 20 years ago (from the present) when Shadow realize something was strange with the Hunters and thought they would soon come after her. So she split off all the souls she had collected other the years; Raven, Dust and Dusk, Emporor Raven and Emporess Shadow, RavenShadow, ShadoweDraven, and even some others that no one knew of, possably even her.

Raven being totally dependant on Shadow for so long started dieing again ((this time from really heart brake, she thought Shadow was dead, as did everyone else)) and this time no one was there to help her. She then got stuck going to the underworld (for They said she wasn't suppose to die yet so They wouldn't take her), so They emptied the river so she couldn't cross, and with no powers to speak of, (except her mind powers, but she needed someone there or near her to use those so it was a no go). So she was stuck for what she thought would be the rest of eternity.

Then she felt Shadow come back, but the problem was she couldn't move, her body was in shock so she forced her Soul to leave the body Shadow had made for her (before Shadow died of course), and then her Soul started to seek Shadow out. When she finally found Shadow, Raven was over come with a sense of happiness and she wanted to surprise Shadow so she did not annouce her arival.

Username: Aislann
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Character Name: Aislann
Mailbox Number: 079
Demon Race: (Include elemental alignment for Mages) Speed Demon
Age: 20
Appearance:
Clothing: Loincloth, what ever feels good no style at all-ish.
Weapons: I'll find something. Don't you worry
Personality: Not a secretive guy. Out for the .....
Background Information: Well, okay then, He wasn't exactly born from the flames of hell etc etc. he was made after a demon called Toric and Dessik was made after a wolf he doesn't know about. Man didn't stay to give his name. We were born at the same time, test tube brother's we were called. It's been that way ever since.

Name: Autumn Fox
Age: Ancient
Race: Demon/Animalian/Fox
Mailbox: 087


In RPing i will use this scheme to lead my character: text in asterixes (*) is a narrative, in darkblue color are the thoughts and in darkred the speech.

Bio: Earliest years unknown. Later on a member of multiple factions, though almost always resonated between mercs or explorers for either money and expirience or knowladge and expirience. Was banished from his realm for attacking his masters' convouy. Spent 6000 years on Earth in the realm of humans. He saw the faraons come and go, empires rise and fall. Last 1000 years he spent in Poland. Currenty poses as a student of material science and engineering from Warsaws University of Technology, Poland.

Powers:

- Shapeshifter - ability to change to one of three forms:
--> Human
-->Demon (original, 2.5 meters tall)
-->Demonoid Phenomenon <- requires much preparation and has a low chance of success if cast in wrong star/planet configuration. In size similar to a rhino.

- Runewritter - ability to read, write and create runes.

- Stash - a packet space where things can be sent and retrived in an instant. "In and out of thin air".

- Incineration - ability to heat up to insane levels of temperature for a period of time.

Phisicals: Much stronger, faster and more agile than humans. Can fall from any height without any risk of damage if not strangled, unconscious or similar. Doesn't breathe. Dead metabolism - the body doesn't have a metabolism. The cellular structure and functions are diffrent from anything, which mean that he is alive or dead in a completely diffrent way than usual.

Psyche: Vast knowladge in the field of science and warfare, absolute memory. Mental block - any psyche or psi attacks have no effect when the block in engaged, but phisical attacks cause triple damage.

Personality: A cynical and sarcastic highbrow with a twisted sense of humour. If he reviles something it's either to help him or to worsen the situation of his enemies. Fox is selfcentred and greedy, but compasionate, though that doesn't mean that he'll act on emotions as his actions are always based on cold reason. He is methodical and calm in almost all situations, though on the outside it may look even as a chaotic due to his sense of humour and complete negligence as to what will the others think of him. He also says:



When it comes to fighting, Fox'd rather to plot an intrigue with which he would ensnare his enemies and make them do his bidding unknowingly. If he must engage, first he tries to kill them from a distance, than a gunfight. Hand to hand combat is the last resort due to the reason that he dislikes violence. But that doesn't mean he can't fight. He knows some arts, but rarely uses them. Usually he just kills without fighting, without all risk as when you fight you can loose. When you kill, you just get another body under your feet. Dead body.

When it comes to social, he likes being surrounded by people he knows and likes just as much as being alone. Has no problems with gaining friends and making enemies. Doesn't forgive nor forget, but often he likes when being decived as he might learn something new and intelect conflicts are welcomed. May kill you without hasitation if necessary even if you're his best friend. Will try to change the situation so his enemy will have to kill his friends.

Abilities:

Weapons Expert.
Adept Driver.
Sharpshooter.

Age and expirience cause that any action performed isn't treated as that of a amature.

Posesions:

->Weapons:

Franchi SPAS 12 with many types of ammo (flettchet is favorite)
FM MAS Assault Rifle
Granades - phosphorous, magnesium, flashbangs, frags.
Custom Made Desert Eagle, Falcon version
Barrett .50


->Vehicles:
Dodge Charger
Mil Mi-28. Both highly moded.

->Locations: a flat, house or a home in many cities around the world. Usually small and in less frequently visited parts of the city. Also a hidden laboratory in derelict WW2 nazi complex in Gory Sowie in Poland. (Gory Sowie - Owl Mountains - are a place where in WW2 not even a single bomb was droped by either Soviets or Aliants, reason unknown. Many stories and more or less coherent studies show that the 3 Reich conducted some kind of hightech experiments there.)

->Valueables: several bank accounts. Also hidden money and/or gems for an emergency. Accounts hold the equivalent of 3 mln euros. Stashes hold an unknown amount of money, though less than the equivalent of 50k euro per each.

Weaknesses:

- Memory Loop - having an absolute memory (not forgetting anything) can casue in certian situations a deja vu of a century. Simply creates a selfpropelling memory flood that cuts all contact with reality. Victim looks like in a coma. May take from one day to one week.
However special technics can be used to erese or silence the memories rendering them harmless in the sense of a loop. Takes one full day to procces any amount of memories.

- Empty Hunger - normal food has no affect whatsoever, special ritual is necessary to priovide energy to the body. The ritual takes place 6 times a year, each takes three full days when nothing else can be done. No conditions are needed, the ritual is similar to meditation.

If the ritual is omited and neglected, the bodys' efficienct falls and at some point the mind is capable only of thinking about replenishing energy. As stated above, food cannot be used as an energy source, but the mind, or, more accurately, the brain, doesn't comprehand that and will order the body to consume everything in sight at some point. After a day or so the body is fully drained of energy and falls into catatoina when the mind regains control and begins the ritual. This results in at least 7 days of lost time and control instead of 3 in control.
The rituals' time has a tolerance of a week.

- Berserk - An ultra high pitched sound of certian frequncies can cause a berserk.

- Thin Ice - a certian word from a certian book can render him a slave that will do anything that was ordered /one order per a person/a person can use this only once/, but the more the order is unusual or risky, the more he has control on how he will fullfill it. That doesn't mean disobidiance, but the order can be fullfilled in such a way that the result, though exactly as wished, may be achived in the least favorable way and/or will also have additional unfavorable side effects.

Username: Plaztic
Character Name: Cynthia
Mailbox Number: 084
Demon Race: Succubus
Age: Unknown (looks 16-20)
Appearance: Cynthia is very tall and curvy. She can usually be seen in almost anything tight and revealing. She knows that she can turn heads and takes every enjoyment in doing so.
She has flawless skin that is tanned and clear.
Her hair is long and ice-blonde.
She has big, light blue eyes and plump red lips.
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Clothing: She wears sexy, revealing outfits to keep men off-balance. She may be one of the only characters in New York who routinely buys her streetwear clothes at Victoria's Secret™
Weapons: She doesn't carry any weapons, and she has the physical strength of a human girl her age. Cynthia uses her sexual appeal as a weapon.
Personality: Until recently, Cynthia has been portrayed as an arrogant, fractious person who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals. She never hesitated to use her formidable powers to torture her captives, kill her enemies, or cruelly manipulate anyone who could further her ambitions in the slightest way. Cynthia was consistently shown to be driven by greed and lust. She is supremely confident of her abilities and disdainful of others. Consequently, she tends to underestimate her adversaries and allies alike. She is very flirty and very outgoing when it comes to men and feels she can control any male with a single look. Being one of the ultra-sexy Succubi of New York, everything about her just screams 'Sex, sex sex!' and she tries her very hardest to make sure it shows. She is very playful and takes much enjoyment in being so with her potential prey, also, being straight, her victims are always men.
Background Information: Not much is known about her, she moves around alot and bearley gives about much personal information to anyone. She finds it very hard to trust strangers, and often leads them on into trusting her instead.

Username: Slifer Ozura

Character Name: Sacros

Mailbox Number: 083

Demon Race: Mage - Darkness

Age: Over 10,000

Appearance: Sacros has thin silk like hair, cascading down his head like a waterfall, smooth and elegantly. His hair stops short of his shoulders, and is frequently falling in front of his face. His eyes are completely black, as if two holes have been bore into his head. His lips are thin, and have a small curve to them, making it look as though Sacros is smiling the whole time, a sadistic and twisted smile. Sacros’ teeth are all pointed and sharp, giving him a shark-like smile when he opens his mouth wide. His skin is as white as a long dead corpse, although his skin has black tribal markings all over it. The markings seem to follow no logical pattern and are not symmetrical in anyway. He stands at a height of 5'10" and weighs somewhere near 120 pounds. His body is not muscular, but rather lithe and slender, making him very aerodynamic when in flight. From his shoulder blades two black leathery wings extend, and fold against his back. His wingspan is roughly twelve feet, although when he folds them against himself, much like a bat would, they give him no disturbance in moving on foot. Instead of finger and toenails, Sacros has small claws extending from the tips of all his digits.

Clothing: Sacros always wears black clothes, and most of them are usually too big for him, allowing him to move freely. Sacros normally wears two layers of clothes, the first being a small sleeveless shirt, with a thin top over that, giving him cover and protection from the light when it is present. Sacros also owns a large leather overcoat, which he always when a trip to natural sunlight has to be made. His pants are largely oversized, and have many pockets for carrying the trophies of his defeated foes, or memories of his defeats, until he can place them somewhere safe. His footwear is two black combat boots, allowing him to walk over surfaces most would think twice about. He always carries one ring on his finger, a memory of his brother whom died in combat with a vampire.

Weapons: Sacros carries with him two swords, both of which have a rune of darkness carved into them, giving them the power to not only cut flesh, but to leave damage on someone's soul. Sacros also forms objects from the void and darkness around him, although temporary these weapons and powerful and drain alot of energy from him.

Personality: Sacros used to be a kind and caring demon, looking out for his friends; the same cannot be said about him now. Sacros is as evil as one could get, caring for no one and stepping on anyone in his way. Sacros kills for pleasure and feeds on the flesh and blood of his foes, he has even been known to eat the flesh of fellow demons. Sacros is a very dangerous demon and not one to be crossed, he holds grudges very well and has a short temper. Although he is dark he is cunning, and uses his wits and intelligence in an attempt to lull his enemy into a sense of security.

Background Information: Sacros is an ancient demon, and has existed as an entity for a very long time. Most of Sacros past has been lost to the mysteries of time, although his most recent memories exist during the times when Christianity was just beginning, and the empires of Rome were reaching their end. This was when the death of his brother occured, this changed Sacros dramatically. After the death of his brother Sacros opened a portal to the void, and travelled inside it. During his time in the void Sacros lived in darkness, feeding of it, adapting to it. When Sacros emerged from his void the world had changed dramatically, and he was in a world he didn't understand...