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 Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 10:38 am
Username: Azumi_No-Subaku
Character Name: Rain Rosedale
Subrace: Oni
Age: lost count, and has started over at 18.
Appearance: Jet black hair reaches down to her shoulders, has bright big expressive purples eyes her skin is very pale, and has freckles on her cheeks. She is petite and short.
Clothing: normally wears a black long sleeve shirt and black shorts and belt, with purple and black stripped knee highs stockings , gloves, and purple and black striped beanie, and boots.
Weapons: Blades, and daggers hidden throw out her body, some are in plain sight. she better at hand to hand combat.
Personality: Optimistic, and outgoing she doesn’t take things seriously, and is slacker. she relays on her strength and has a superior attitude during fights, and doesn’t like to lose. She lives in the moment, and has a really bad memory.
Background Information: her past is unknown. Shes lived for so long she forgot where she came form, her family, and how she came to be. She not even sure if Rain Rosedale is her real name. But she doesn’t look back at the past all that matters to her is the here and now.
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2008 2:30 pm
Username: lil hippy girl Character name: Myra Subrace: Neko Age: 20 Appearence: i197.photobucket.com/.../animelittleblackcat.jpgClothing: (go to url above) Weapons: ~Dagger ~Sweet voice puts anybody who dare listen into a hypnotic state Personality: Optimistic when it rains or is cloudy, but when it is sunny and flowers bloom....let's just say you may want to back away slowly. Backround info: Myra, being abandoned at birth was imediatly brought to a foster home. She would ponder through the dark halls as other kids were outside play. When she turned 10 something strange started to happen... slowly a set of cat ears were appearing on the top of her head along with a tail. Not wanting to be abandoned again she would wear a hat and baggy pants. But one day a little boy came craching into her knocking the hat off her head. She was kicked out of the orphanage left to wonder off in the darknes...
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2008 1:58 pm
Dead 05 May 2008 15:50 Username: Soapy Illussion Character Name: Hail Frost Subrace: Animilan Age: 19 Appearance:  Clothing: White coat. Black pants, Black torn gloves. Weapons: A small dagger. A Black Katana and a Small Pistol. Personality: Outgoing, Protective. Background Information: His past is unknown he lost his memory when he turned 15.
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Posted: Thu May 08, 2008 2:59 pm
Username: Ice Angel262 Character Name: Amelia Subrace: Animalia ((Kitty Cat!)) Age: 262 ((She's immortal as in doesn't get sick or die of old age but normal weapons can kill her.)) Appearance:  Clothing: She likes to wear old style clothing and things from the Victorian era. Weapons: Her body Personality: She is very shy and likes seclusion. Don't get her angry she'll kick the crap out of you. She gets scared but she'll never show it unless she really knows you well. And even then she tries to hide it. If you deserve to die in her eyes the best way not to get killed is to cry. She beleives that if someone cries in front of a person they are willing to show them their weaknesses. Background Information: Amelia was born from two normal human parents. But it just so happened that Mars was visible and alined perfectly with the moon Earth and Sun the very second she was conceived. ((Thank god there was no ultra sound back then.)) She was immediately an outcast but her parents loved her and kept her as safe as they could. She stopped aging when she reached adulthood and when her parents died she didn't know what to do. She adores companionship but is to shy and afraid to confront people.
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 9:31 am
Username: Rhator
Character Name: Tenosuke
Subrace: Speed Freak
Age: approx. 2,279
Appearance: Tenosuke is lean, almost to the point of being lanky. Around 6 feet tall. His eyes are almost always mere slits, that he peers out of, they're crimson gaze seemingly piercing the very soul of whomever they look upon. His hair is a shoulder length mane of the deepest black, unkempt and unruly. His skin is pale, paler than most humans yet not as pale as a vampire.
Clothing: He wears a light trench coat that is such a deep crimson it borders on black, he wears thin black leather gloves, to conceal diamond hard fingernails that are sharpened to points. He wears loose black pants made of an extremely light silk. He walks around in black traditional Japanese sandals that elevate him an extra inch from the ground. He wears a white collar shirt and a black tie underneath his coat..
Weapons: Tenosuke carries two katanas sheathed across his back, one of the blades is a deep crimson, matching his cloak, the other is blacker than the abyss of space. Underneath his trench coat he carries many hidden stilettos and throwing daggers, easily reachable within the blink of an eye.
Personality: Tenosuke is a wanderer. He has seen much of the world, from the sky-scraping Himalayas to the sandy beaches of the Caribbean. He is incredibly brash, oftentimes running into a losing battle with no hope of success. However, he is incredibly aggressive while fighting. He hates to lose. This, coupled with over two millenium of training, has allowed him to overcome impossible odds. He is also a bit of a drunkard, known for barhopping late at night and then inciting bar fights. He comes to New York seeking a creature who killed his first martial arts instructor over 2,000 years ago.
Background Information: Tenosuke was created to torment the peoples of Japan by a long since deceased Elder demon. He did his job well for over a decade, harassing villages and causing much mischief in medieval japan. He was eventually caught by a traveling monk however. Although this monk was far from human. To this day Tenosuke does not know what race his captor was, but he bested Tenosuke in a duel. The ancient monk then broke Tenosuke's bonds to the demon world, freeing Tenosuke of his task to forever be a menace. This first master taught Tenosuke many forms of martial arts, as well as the ways of the human world. Then, one night while traveling the country side of china during the rule of its first Emperor, a creature fought and slew Tenosuke's master. Tenosuke, who had been out collecting provisions at a nearby village, returned to the camp to find his master in a pool of blood, his throat ripped open and his body slashed in many places. Vowing vengeance, Tenosuke followed the monster's trail for 4 weeks, tirelessly, a bloodrage granting him endurance. However, the monster eluded Tenosuke.
Throughout the next two millenium Tenosuke trained under other martial arts masters, learning all there was to the ways of violence. He participated in many wars, shaping the history of the Orient. He has had many other names in his lifetime: The Hundred Man Slayer, Lu Bu, Nobunaga, and many other famous fighters from the far east. Now, in modern day New York City, Tenosuke has picked up the trail of his old master's killer, and the chase is on.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2008 2:26 pm
Username: Jacksoldier09
Character Name: Jack
Subrace: Speedfreak
Age: Appears to be 19, doesn't know age
Appearance: He has pure black hair and black eyes. Sorta pale. Usually has rings around his eyes like he hasn't slept for days
Clothing: Usually wears black, a black trenchcoat, black fingerless gloves and sometimes goes shirtless under the trenchcoat but if not he wears a black shirt.
Weapons: Has many MANY blades and knows how to use them. He loves to use his enviroment and doesn't really see a need in guns but he uses them for long distance.
Personality: He's friendly to most races but loves to fight. He's a flirt and a somewhat show-off. He plays around and doesn't take well to getting yelled at and bossed around. He fights a lot if he's bored.
Background Information:After spending hundreds of years in the underworld he found a rift and jumped through it appearing in a New York alley. He was then mugged but the mugger was his first victim. He stole the muggers clothes and then went onto the roof tops. He knew of the outside world from the pure demons. He started pickpocketing and using that money that he got to get blades and new clothes. He lived in an abbandoned apartment building and is currently a Jack-of-all trades and does w/e he is hired to do if the pay is high enough. He likes messing around and scaring humans and messing with Lycans. He loves the Vampires just because they don't realy on brute strentgh and are smart and great competition. He hates hunters and usually beats them till they are nearly dead to let them know that they are not superior in any way. He loves to train himself and constantly free runs across the buildings and what-not.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2008 9:36 pm
Username: Fleischberg Character Name: Richard “Razor” Fleischberg Subrace: Oni Age: 28 (137) Appearance:An impressively large male stands at six foot four, his body shaped out to be some sort of bodybuilder. His hair was dyed medium blue, which falls over his eyes at times but remains shortened as to keep away from the nape of his neck. His eyes were often a deep shade of crimson, when he couldn’t keep them a natural blue shade. When this happened, he would keep a pair of black sunglasses on. His rippled muscular frame was covered in tattoos around the shoulder and bicep region. They looked little more than normal blue tribal tattoos, but he had a few to take notice of. In the center of his chest, was a downward pointing dagger with a snake-like curve to it. Above the dagger was a crudely drawn yellow orb with lines pointing out from it, seemingly sun was above the dagger. Another one to note, would be a pair of white dice on the palm of his left hand. One would notice a large playing card symbol on the back of his right hand. The symbol was a Spade, with “King” written on the left curve, “of” above the center point, and “Spades” on the right curve. Finally, on the nape of his neck was a black snake curled up into an “Infinity” symbol. Clothing:Hung across his back and down his arms was usually some sort of black leather coat, which he kept loose and unbuttoned. From his ribcage downwards, was a series of bandages wrapped around tightly. These seemed to match the ones from his elbows down, stopping at his gloved hands. He wore a set of black leather gloves, but had an open spot on the palm and back of the glove to expose his tattoos. He wore a pair of black jeans, which tightly hugged his bulging legs. He wore a black leather belt with a silver belt buckle to it, securing his already tight pants. He also wore a pair of alligator skin boots, with metal on the inside and outside of the heel and tip of each boot. Wrapped around his neck was a black collar, with spikes coming out of it. It seemed to have metal incased inside of it, keeping it over his jugular and below his nape tattoo. Draping down from the front of the collar, was a set of dogtags bearing the names “Albert Fleischberg” and “Richard Fleischberg” with the date of Vietnam on it. Wrapped around his waist was a set of very thick chains. Weapons:Chains: A thick set of chains are wrapped around his waist. Shovel: His pride and glory, which he proudly wears on his back in a set of straps. It was one of those fancy shovels, you get from the expensive hardware stores. Made all out of a titanium-steel alloy, which shovel has been sharpened to perfection on the end. The shovel looked as if it were coated in silver on the outside, for some odd reason. M1911: A .45 caliber M1911 USP was hidden in the back of his belt. It carried a few clips, which he stocked up on once every few nights at local pawnshops. Of course, he never got the receits to these items due to the week-long wait limit for a gun. It is a somewhat loud, yet accurate gun. Boots: Inside the heel and tip of his boots are a dagger on each side, made of silver coated steel. Personality:Razor is a rather rebellious outsider to the world. He certainly doesn’t like many of the beings who go bump in the night, but also doesn’t hold too much of a fondness to the mortals. He would much rather have a beer at the local tavern, than go out hunting. He runs on pure impulse, but has an oddly philosophical mindset despite his appearance as a biker. Background Information:Richard “Razor” Fleischberg was involved in the Vietnam war with his brother, Albert Fleischberg. His brother was killed in Vietnam, leaving him rather cold when the subject of ‘family’ was brought up. Rather than doing something like mortals would do, he joined a biker gang and became well-respected in it. Unfortunately, he retired from that line of “work”. Soon after, most of the biker gang “New York Vipers” would become arrested. Views On Others:Mortals: A buncha’ greedy apes, from the experience I’ve got with’m. Vampires: I never was too fond of bloodsuckers. Don’t mind having a beer with’m though. Lycans: A bunch of smelly fleabags. I don’t mess with them, I expect them to pay me the same respects. Ya’ know? Hunters: Mostly a bunch of mortals who think they can save the day. Some of’m are just out for money, which I respect. I won’t mess with’m unless they come after a frienda’ mine or me. Tainted: I know it isn’t good to talk bad about your own kind, but personally I couldn’t care less about them. Underworld politics are not much of my concern. Reference Picture:
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 5:42 pm
Username: Drarke Character Name: Drarke Subrace: Hexer Age: Unknown ((Appears to be 15 or so.)) Appearance: Clothing: Generally what is in the pic, sometimes a cloak over it. Weapons: A black, crystalline naginata with a blade that seems to shimmer in and out of existence. Personality: Drarke seems to be a rather kind person. He is often seen with a grin on his face and is nice to just about everyone. He is a truly dark person at heart and is sometimes known to have insane boosts of anger or sorrow but most of the time he seems to be in a rather good mood. His face when not happy is usually blank, such as when he is in combat, at which point it is impossible to tell what he is thinking. Drarke is also somewhat of a pervert, he is not particularly open about it but he can often be found flirting. Background Information: Drarke was born an orphan, he was raised by a kind family hundreds of years ago, then, at the age of 15 he noticed that he seemed to have stopped growing, he was developing physically much faster then those of his family. And he began to display odd traits and powers. Months later, Drarke had been fooling around with his odd abilities when his 'father' walked in to see his eyes glowing red. He was instantly told to leave the house and never come back. Drarke would not have that, and in an insane bout of anger he slew everyone in the house with a hunting knife... Many years later he has developed his powers, he has not fallen to the oppression of the other races and he has gained power.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 1:16 pm
Username: xX Fallen Angel Raine Xx Character Name: Raine Okelani Lestrange Subrace: Succubus Age: 2100 (looks 21) Appearance Human: Succubus: ClothingHuman Clothes: Tight jeans, corset tops, studded bracelets, red plaid skirts, gauntlets, stilettos, anything leather, and converse. Succubus Clothes: A pierced navel, black thigh high stilettos, a black leather corset top that reveals her midriff, black gauntlets, and tight black leather short shorts. Weapons: Two small curved silver daggers with red rubies. Personality: Very pessimistic, she enjoys inflicting pain on others and seducing young women. She has a huge temper, and those who are wise don't make her mad. She is also bisexual. Background Information: She was burned at the stake at age 15 for mass murder. From the ashes of the fire, she was reborn as Succubus. She has lived in hiding for over two millenia, waiting for her revenge in New York.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 8:03 am
Username: Xeiggerott
Character Name: Platinum
Subrace: Oni
Age: 514 (looks to be in his mid-20's
Appearance: long, silverish-white spiky hair; cat/serpent like green eyes/ muscular; normal nose, mouth, everything else.
Clothing: a work suit by day, (he's a lawyer) a long black hooded robe and baggy black pants and black boots by night.
Weapons: Two Katanas that can fire bullets that he has scabbards for on his lower back
Personality: mysterious, for the most part, he is calm, and does not like to be annoyed
Background Information: Around since the begining of Japan's fuedal era, this oni has speed, brute strength, and a temper to match them. Most of his attributes are high for an oni, however, his stanima is not. Hardly anything is known about him except that he has a tendency to pet stray animals (he has a soft spot for them). Platinum was lonely in his childhood, which is probably why he can deal with the void of emptyness in his heart, and prefers to be alone. He will even reject company, sometimes.
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 6:21 am
Username: Kyubi_-_of_-_Shadows
Character Name: Kiyo
Subrace: Animalian Fox Demon
Age: 105
Appearance: Kiyo has black fur in his demon form. His left fox ear has a bite mark in it from a battle in the 1900s. His human form has black hair. He looks around the age of 18. He's around 6 foot 4 and is kind of skinny.
Clothing: He never wears a shirt, and always wears black jeans. He has a black bike glove on his right hand
Weapons: He has a blade that covers his right hand he calls his "Chaos Blade".
Personality: Kiyo is a senative kinda guy, but he'll come after you if you hurt any of his friends, buts thats pretty much the only time he'll fight.
Background Information: Kiyo was abused at a young age. He wasn't born with the demon though. He was only 18 when the demon came to him, and became his soul, and body. It started as a normal day, going to work at the local corner store. He was walking home when someone jumped him. He had his head bashed in, all his ribs broken, as well as his arms and legs. The mugger then cut an "X" in his right hand. He was left there to die. He then awake in a hospital bed. He looked around and saw that he couldn't move his limbs. The doctor came in and saw that he was awake. He was told he wasn't even suppost to live through the night. He wished he was dead though about a week later. He was put on paid leave from his work, and was left at home alone. He barely even ate, hoping he would die. Then, one night. He saw something sitting next to his bed. It asked him if he wanted to be able to move again, and be faster, stronger, and just plain old better than his old self. He was young and careless. He would do anything to be able to walk agaian. He told the thing that he would do anything, anything. The thing asked for just two things, his soul and body. "You want my body and soul? My body's useless. So I figure it a win-win" He told the thing, The thing then pricked his finger, making a blood droplet fall onto a sheet of paper. Kiyo woke up the next morning, he got up anf figured that what happened last night was all just a dream, or maybe he was in a coma, but he didn't care, he could walk again. That night, he was walking outside, enjoying the fresh air. Then he noticed someone being mugged, now him being the "Good" type, he wanted to help the person. He ran up to the mugger, towering over him. Kiyo picked up the mugger by the throat, and punched him in the gut. Only to his surprise, his fist went through the muggers gut, killing him. Kiyo dropped the body as he stepped away. He looked at the person who was being mugged, run away. He ran home. He washed the blood of his hand, and went to bed. HE awoke in the middle of the night to a familer voice. It was the thing again. "I see you have discovered the abilities of a demon." "Wait, a demon? HE asked. "Why else would I want your soul, foolish mortal. Giving it up without knowing what would happen." The thing then laughed a laugh that could awake the dead as it disappeared. This was when he found out he had a demon body and soul.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 12:59 pm
Username:Raziel Razorwind
Character Name: Raziel Razorwind
Subrace: Speed Freak
Age: Roughly 900, though time doesnt matter to him.
Appearance:Appears like a tall human, with something not quite right about him. He has jet black hair with pale skin, and bright blue eyes. Moving "tattoos" crawl slowly around his body, that are actually the souls of the innocents he has slain.
Clothing: Usually a black, sleeveless top, so you can see his "tattoos" and a pair of fingerless leather gloves, so he can reveal his claws without damaging them. Also, a pair of spiked boots to aid in climbing the skyscraper surfaces of NYC.
Weapons:A flick knife that he can usually be seen playing with, as a sign of him getting impatient. Also, he has retractable claws and a single unholy magnum (desert eagle) that he uses when his foes cease to amuse him. He has a strong manipulation over time, and as such, his wounds heal very quickly. His senses allow him to see a couple of seconds into the future, warning him of danger before it happens.
Powers: Using the souls of the innocents slain, he can unleash devastating time powers on his opponents.
Personality: Partly psychopathic, his moods always change. He is quick to anger, or grow bored of his few "friends" and lashes out when frustrated. An odd trait, for someone who has all the time in the world. He is paranoid about his coming death, as explained in his Background information.
Background Information: Born to a dying mother, Raziel swore he would hunt down and kill his father for leaving her to die. When told that his father is already destined to die at the hands of another, Raziel sells his soul for the ability to travel in time, to go back and see his mother. Whilst in the past (major cliche here) He rapes a young girl, who turns out to be his mother. Enraged at this irony, he disappears to a random point in time and space, to slowly build up a gang in new york. By doing this, he completes the circle of deserting his mother, and is doomed to die at the hands of a powerful mortal.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 7:04 pm
Username: Fidelis_ut_nox_noctis Character Name: Lysander Rush Subrace: Animalian- Black Panther Age: looks 19, but is centuries older Appearance: Panther form  human form Clothing: Just what he's wearing. Weapons: A silver serrated dagger With a jewel encrusted hilt ((this is the best picture I could find...)) Personality and Background: Lysander is a soft hearted yet cold being. You have to earn his trust and his respect before you see his kind side. He enjoys speaking in Latin, since that was the language he grew up with as a boy. He lived in Greece and silently observed all of the great philosophers of the times such as Plato and Aristotle, gaining from the knowledge he needed to be happy no matter what. He was born an aristocrat, but his parents parished at Pompeii and he has been a nomadic traveler ever since. In the 17th century, to hide from hunters, he induced a coma like sleep upon himself for a book of spells he stole from a mage. He awoke in a dark sewer and upon climbing out of a man hole, found himself in the streets of Demonic New York. Fasinated by the lights and sounds, he now roams the city, trying to learn everything he can to fit in. ((I don't take credit for any of the pictures))
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 12:08 pm
Username: EgyptianMyth
Character Name: Nekhsef, now called Simon Barker
Subrace: Northern white-faced owl Animalian
Age: Four thousand something; appears 18
Appearance: Human form. Eyes are black-brown. Has a scar going down through his left eye, which is normally hidden by his hair.
Owl form.
Eyes take a reddish tint when he's hungry or angry. When he's stressed, upset, or weary he'll 'feather' - his owl plummage showing up a little in his hair and along his body.
Clothing: Red and dark red striped hoodie, usually worn with the hood up. Black T-shirt. Ragged, gray jeans with holes in the knees. Studded belt. Black Converse high-tops. Red and blue choker with an attached black pendant, sometimes hidden by a white and black bandana.
Weapon(s): Gold-handled dagger kept in a secret pocket in his hoodie, though he rarely uses it.
Personality: Withdrawn almost to the point of being anti-social, he lacks confidence in speaking and so doesn't very often. He can seem cold at times because he's very cautious and distrusting towards people, but he's kind at heart and always considerate of others. He thinks a lot, so he sometimes gets lost in his thoughts and spaces out. He hates vegetables and loves meat; anything else he's wary of, but willing to try.
Background: He was the son of an ancient Egyptian goddess known as Nekhbet, who was actually a white vulture Animalian. However, he began to dabble in dark magic and was shunned by his family and stripped of all potential as a deity. Spending time as a thief in Egypt, he was eventually caged while in owl form and then sold and traded from place to place until he escaped, but by then he was in England. He spent some of his life there training with what he'd learned of shadow magic and still making a living as a thief, but as the hunt for witchcraft grew stronger he was forced to move to America. By then his shadow powers were quite formidable, granting him abilities such as phasing through solid things, manipulating shadow, and even changing into shadow himself. The cost, however, was considerable - though he was already pale enough to burn easy in sunlight, and not liking it to begin with due to his Animalian form, it now burnt him terribly enough that he would have to ensure it didn't reach his skin.
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