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THE SECOND WORLD:

- Sryne
- W!sh
- Angelina Blade > Absent until further notice
- Artemis Xetsa
- Scentless Aprentice
- Nia-chan
- Amarene the Falling Star
- osakachan
- Haruko-chan > Absent until further notice
- Haeo
- Bloom_Wnd
- Lisirra > MIA, assumed absent until further notice
- TS Alex
- Atazure > MIA
- Isis_Bastet
- Miyuki Kitase



Hokuto_Sumeragi
LelioChan > MIA
Penden
Ebby Momo
Euphoric Ghost
Artemis Xetsa
TS Alex
Bunny Rabbit



Fast:
(four times a week - daily)

Sryne, Kurikins, Ebby Momo (HD), Amarene the Falling Star, Miyuki Kitase (HD), TS Alex (HD, TSW), Bunny Rabbit (HD)

Slow:
(two to three times a week)

Euphoric Ghost (HD), Artemis Xetsa (HD, TSW)

Inactive:
(have not posted IC or OOC for two weeks or longer)

W!sh, Haruko-chan, Lisirra, osakachan, Samcadaris, Atazure, Isis_Bastet, Samcadaris

Username: Bunny Rabbit
Name: Salutifer [pronounced: SA-LOOSE-SA-FER, not to be mistaken for Lucifer xd ]
Nickname: Sal

Age: Looks early twenties, no one knows for sure, not even herself. xP
Race: Celestial

Celestial Type: Elemental. wind
Organization: n/a, wanderer

Occupation: Wandering healer; she specializes in herbs and general treatment of injuries, she's even handy with brakes and large wounds. She just treats people who need it, and sometimes if she's lucky they'll give her a meal for payment.

General Appearance: This is a pic of Sal I drew, please dont steal, edit, or any other that shing-ding. Justification for her appearance is told in the history. [Note: I do commisions, ask me for details. ^.~ Or if you're already a member of this RPG I will do ONE free picture of your character. =)]

General Personality: Mellow, kind, understanding, caring. She hates fighting, she hates making waves, if a problem is to occur she's more likely to run in fear that she might choose a side and make friends.

History:
Stolen from a noble family by Chrest at age 15 they performed experiments on Sal that enhanced her elemental powers, practically evolving her. She grew wings from her element of wind.
Greatly intrigued by her evolution they tested on her specifically for almost a year, but was never able to make the evolution occur again in her or other test subjects. During one experiment however her memory was accidentally wiped but this was not noted because the effect didn't take place until after she awoke.
When she woke, she panicked, and her powers went hay-wire.
Sal escaped with just barely her life.
When she escaped it was late at night, she flew without using her wings a good few miles and lost the Crest agents. Exhausted mentally and psychically she fell from the sky into an alley way where an old man took her in and treated her wounds and slowly brought her back to health.
The man was a rouge doctor by the name of Jove who helped the sickly for free, the man grew to be her father and Sal his daughter. Jove taught her everything she knew about medical science and even gave her her name. Salutifer, Latin for healer.
She was adopted by the old man at the age of 16, [though she didn't know that] she was with him for three years before he died. Jove requested on his death bed that she continued his task of helping the poor and ill. She did so, but closed his little branch off of the one room apartment in the alley way; instead of people coming to her she went to them.
Because of her wings though she would instantly be deemed a Celestial. Myth or not. She'd never had a problem with people and her wings before since Sal kept to the back of Jove's apartment/room and only assisted him when he desperately needed it; when Jove needed it the patients were under drugs or very ill and often thought of her as an angel that they were hallucinating. A few times though, a patient would think of her as an angel of death because of her unearthly gold eyes and freak out.
Coming to a conclusion Sal took a rain coat that was being hung dried one day and deemed it her own. The coat was too big, which was fine since her wings had to be underneath them. It gave her an appearance of a hunch back, but one with a fair face.
She's been wandering and healing people by herself now for two years; sleeping in Jove's home and eating what ever people give her.

Best Skill: Healing. Though healing is her best skill, she's quite handy with knives due to having to operate and cut out and stitch up certain things-- she knows exactly where to hit for the best results. Best meaning good or bad.
Worst Skill: Psychical endurance and fighting. She's a frail pale little thing, she doesn't eat much from lack of money and donations.

Quote: "I care about their lives, more than my own. They make my life worth living." -- Sal
Theme Song: "Do You Love?" by-- Natalie Imbruglia
Times a week you will be able to post: Everyday. =)

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Username: Artemis Xetsa
Name: Mockingbird, or Mock
Age: 15

Race: Celestial
Celestial Type: Psychic

Organization: None, as of now. She''s independant. She''s been approached by the FM, for mental training and such, but she refused.
Occupation: Mock is a thief, to put it nicely. She steals and pinches for a living, stealing from the rich to feed herself.

Appearance: Tall and gangly, with cropped red hair. Jobber is thin because she''s a homeless street kid, meaning food doesn''t come ''round as often as she''d like. She is graceful and lithe and doesn''t fall often because she can nudge herself to her feet using telekinis. She''s not clumsy, that is. Mock''s Picture < stare
Personality: Fiesty and mischeivious, Mock can fight with the best of her kind. She keeps it a secret that she''s a Celestial, because if anyone finds out, Chrest might find her and kill her, just like her mum.

She knows the South and West parts of the city like the back of her hand and she knows a lot of people, too. She''s friendly to nice people and like a thorn in your face to jackasses, nobles and meat heads, for whom she habors great dislikes.

History: Mock didn''t used to be a street kid, she used to have a nice, but small, apartment with her Mum. Her mother had been a psychic Celestial, too, and taught Mock everything she knew. After a few covert years of training her daughter, a nosy neighbor realized what was going on and alerted the Chrest. Mock''s mother was tipped off by the neighbor''s daughter, who was a friend of Mock''s and managed to get Mock away before purposely getting caught.

She was killed by having lethal experiments performed on her.

Since then Mock has carefully and quietly used her talents to steal food, money and such to stay alive, while also using her gifts to detect other Celestial children like herself that need help and hiding them or whatever else neccessity demands.

Best Skill: Telekinesis, she''s so good at it she can lift herself in the air and fly.
Worst Skill: Soothsaying. Mock can hardly do it.

Quote: "Even the most threatened creature may still bite. Even the most kind creature may still cry. Even the most strange creature may still love. Even the most beautiful creature may still deceive."
Theme Song: "Anthem of Our Dying Day" by Story of the Year, a back-in-the-day classic. (*wink*)

Anything Else?: Mock can use her abilities to trick people''s mind into thinking that they see someone else when they see her, so she can sneak into secret facilities or guarded places if need be. She can shield her powers from locating devices, and was only caught by the FM when one of them found her picking his pocket with her powers. She''d been a bit clumsy that day, having had little to eat.
Optional Plot Ideas:
Times a week you will be able to post: Every day, if neccessary.

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Name: Tong Qing Yuan (Tong Ching You-an)
Age: 25

Race: Celestial
Celestial Type: Elemental; Fire and Earth

Organization: AGSA - Andel Government Special Agency
Occupation: Bodyguard / Hitman / Muscle

Appearance: Tong is a giant among men. He stands at a towering 6 feet and 7 inches, and weighs close to 400 pounds of rock hard bones and compact muscle. His muscles are quite compact; rolled, bent and pressed with years of carrying encumbering equipment, heavy machinery and all sorts of objects. It''s as if he has used every muscle there is available on his body. His skin is lightly tanned and his hair brown but close to black, features of those who lived close to the searing equator centuries ago. His hair is long, greasy and usually unkept, since his work and places he usually wanders through require no formality. A large scar is quite noticeable at the left side of his face; running down from his eye, along his lips and down his chin. His left eye is pale milky white, injured, but still able. It allows him to see moving objects and their general shape, and limited depth perception. There are two similar dragon tattoos running down his arms. Both are quite ornate, but are simply black.

Tong''s preference clothing is loose fitting, rugged and casual. Jeans, white shirt, and sandals would be fine. Colours are often drab, and most of the time are of an earthy tone. He does wear some accessorries, such as silver rings and bracelets that are ornate as his tattoos.

PICTURE

Personality: His near inhuman size gave way to the rumours that he was the child of the gods. He is even considered a malevolent demon in human form, but it is his attitude to most people that seem to be quite wicked, though more like cold and bordering nihilistic views. He does not care about the world or things happening in it. He''s a little self centered, but protecting self is the basic nature of most living things. He speaks only when its needed and prefers to be silent. Though he has a berserker''s anger that inversely proportional this lack of love or companionship. He''s easily irked by most things and prone to series of destructive temper tantrums. It''s been toned down and controlled, thanks to years with AGSA''s psychologists, but the flame still burns. The discipline he acquired, gave him an unerving focus that many would like to possess. Besides his obvious abilities, his industriousness makes him an important figure in the agency.

History: Tong was born into family of fungi farmers, a small wealthy industry that grows food alternatives rather than the common synthetic produce. His parents were not scientists or farmers, but were cunning businessmen that created a company that nearly monopolized the business of alternative food and eventually merged with the goverments subsidiary company, Andel Market Corporation (AMC). He spent little time with his parents and grew up barely knowing the rest of his relatives. His past died with them. Business in such a small quarter is ruthless. Corporate assassinations were common practice. His parents were poisoned, though there was never any lead on who had them killed. Even though his parents were not the most caring ones, they still kept their son in mind, and bought off sever stocks from several of Andel''s companies, giving him an ample amount of money which he was to live off. He lived in with maids and butlers at their small home, while his parents worked and lived at a corporate condominium. It''s no wonder why he''s always distant. His size, as most have theorized, was the result of the food that had been given to him, courtesy of AMC. The rest came from the amount of carefree time he had. Besides his studies, he used the most of his time training in martial arts with the bodyguards he befriended. Kidnapping, though rare, does happen in the east side of Andel, taking the children of the wealthy for a handsome amount of ransom. The guards became his friends and also his teachers. His skills sharpened with AGSA, but his powers developed early on.

The agency had been watching Tong for years and for classified reasons. There was no question that he was to be taken in their ranks as well, they would rather have the giant in their group rather than going against them. Tong always knew he had some control over the elements, but its strength showed itself when there was an attempt on his life. Obviously, the plot failed when the hitmen were buried beneath the streets, as if they sank in it. He''s quite skilled in moving earth, and have recently found some skill in pyrotechnics.

AGSA places in various jobs and campaigns due to his skills. Though, as the number of celestials seem to be growing, he''s currently being moved to a more permanent position as a Special Retrieval Agent.

Best Skill: Unerving focus. Though Tong is prone to anger and easily annoyed, he had aquired a discipline to concentrate on a task at hand. He had shown this many times as he showed grace under fire. This may also be a disadvantage since his view would be narrowed and may not see other outlying obstacles

Worst Skill: He''s a little slower than most due to his large size and has a problem to his vision due to his damaged left eye.

Quote: "Stay out of my way."

Theme Song: Lucifer by Jay-Z

Anything Else? N/A

Optional Plot Ideas: AMC''s produce causes side effects. Parents perhaps killed by Freedom Movement or the government itself. Government ran programs to produce or let children exhibit elemental abilities.

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Username: Ebby Momo
Name: Kozue Price
Age: 20

Race: Celestial
Celestial Type: Earth

Organization: N/A
Occupation: Owner of a small supply store in the market, and a florist by request for rich nobles.

Appearance: Kozue is 5''4", and 105 lbs. Her eyes and hair are dark brown, and always worn in a loose bun. Kozue''s skin tone is a fairly light olive, and her body is free of any markings or scars. She wears casual clothes for work, but is fond of warm or earthy tones. Kozue is often seen wearing a short orange jumper suit that buttons up the chest.
PICTURE (large orange head ornaments not included)

Personality: An optimistic with a carefree and mellow attitude. Her quiet, and cheery smiles help her make friends easily. With her head in the clouds, she can wander easily into danger when it comes to gambling. Although she is usually calm, Kozue''s adventurous side can be sparked if something exciting arises.

History: Kozue was born into a farming family, and was the second oldest to a family of six. After leaving home to pursue a life of her own, she fails to reach higher goals and lingers at her shop. Hoping to one day be known for her talents as a florist.

Best Skill: Florist, and being able to say she knows all the dirt on everyone in town.
Worst Skill: Kozue is a heavy gambler.

Quote: "I didn''t want to tell the tree or weed what it was. I wanted it to tell me something and through me express its meaning in nature." - Wynn Bullock

Theme Song: Jo Sung Mo - Mr. Flower

Anything Else?: Kozue wishes to find someone. A companion, or friend that will except her gift as her family has.

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Username: -TS- Alex
Name: Kurayami Metaru
Age: 27

Race: Celestial
Celestial Type: Elemental; Dark and Metal

Organization: None
Occupation: None

Appearance: Short, black hair with the bangs falling over one eye. His eyes are dark, partly from being shadowed, and partly from holding no emotion. His skin is near-white due to being rarely exposed to sunlight. However, little of him shows through the armor he wears that was crafted through his powers. It looks like plate mail, and covers all the way down to his wrists and the top of his hands, and down into the metal boots he wears. It does not, however, appear bulky, and has been moulded to fit his frame and the distinct lines of well-toned muscles that could only be acheived by years of frivolous training without thought on anyhting else. He is tall, around 5''10" and lean, but very muscular, especially if seen without his armor on.

Personality: His cold, distant personality is only off-set by his sometimes-cruel sarcastic sense of humor. However, it is rarely shown unless you know him well. He trusts few, and dislikes the idea of being forced into an organization. He would rather live freely in the shadows of the slums of the city.

History: When he was just a child, he enjoyed scaring others, including his parents (to which he never had a close bond), by manipulating the shadows and darkness around him. When his parents had taken him on an outing (which, incidentally, was to look at orphanages), they traveled through the slums and they were attacked by a few low-lifes, who mugged his parents and killed them right in front of Kurayami. They were approaching him, but he simply manipulated the metal around him, bringing down an escape staircase fom the side of a building on top of them, twisting it around their necks. Feeling no remorse for the loss of his parents (he knew they had planned to leave him at an orphanage), he continued to live in the darkness of the slums, and grew up defending only himself. He later found out that his great-grandfather had been a Celestial, but the powers had not been passed down to his mother. However, she had never known, and had therefore never expected it. It is ironic that his name means Dark Metal, but feels as though it was not accident that his name and elements aligned.

Best Skill: Moving through darkness
Worst Skill: Communicating well with people

Quote: "Shadow consummation will be your death."
Theme Song: Daikenkai (written originally in Romanji) by Des-Row feat. TSUBOI for Alpha

Anything Else?: N/A
Times a week you will be able to post: Any time of the week, mostly late afternoons and evenings, and much on weekends, heavily late at nihgt on Fridays and Saturdays.

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Username: Penden
Name: Samuel Dexter Wallace
Age: 24

Race: Human (male)
Celestial Type: N/A

Organization: Andel Government Special Agency (AGSA)
Occupation: Interviewer

General Appearance: Somewhat stocky, he may appear to be an awkward person but his movements are usually sure and he is not clumsy. His clothing is usually on the casual end of formal wear. In other words, he keeps it stylish to the best of his knowledge, but he also doesn?t want to scare off any Celestials he might have to interview that are distinctly of the lower class. In fact, he might dress down for such, er, clients. He likes darker colors because they are less distracting. His hair is a dark brown, above-the-shoulders cut and his eyes are a hazel color. Body Type

General Personality: He is very purposeful, but if he is thinking about it instead of acting on it, he can look like he?s drifting off, bored or even falling asleep. Of course, he might actually be bored. He is nice because he usually wants information and tends not to judge people right off. He?d rather judge the information they gave him as true or not, or at least interesting or not. He expects people to be honest with him because he looks at some of the facts he collects as just that, impersonal facts, so why would any one lie about them? But that is just his instinct, and he does know that to some people it is very personal and they have many reasons to lie?or they are just dishonest people. He is usually certain that he can weed out a lie from the truth eventually.

History: Samuel grew up in a moderately affluent household of merchant and ?noble? blood mix, making many of them a sort of half breed that would threaten the upper class if it were not allowed into it because of the money they have accumulated? luckily, their few blood/marriage connections to others of the upper class serve to settle the matter.

He was pushed gently into government work by his family in order to keep his upper class status. Whether or not they were right, his parents thought that if he made a mess of himself it would not be glossed over (or covered up) by the police as it might be for other nobles, but used to hurt the family?s tenuous relations to the rest of the city. He didn?t mind because he was ambitious, a trait he inherited from his mother and the examples of other relatives, especially his grandfather who had been a successful merchant. Almost in contrast to his ambitions, he was always interested in folk tales and legends. He was not strictly interested in what was outside of the city, since not many people like to think about that, but some of the legends he sought after were concerned with such things. Others were concerned with Celestials, and he showed the most interest in those and other creatures that he generally assumed to be extinct or pure fiction. He did not hide his interest, and since he had general knowledge on the subject the government fitted him with a job collecting fables and myths specifically regarding such creatures.

When he first got the job Samuel thought it might be a semi-private collection that a family of nobles were interested in accruing, or general research that the government found important to the literary history of the city. He didn?t really care because the research itself seemed something he was born for. Then he was told what it was really about and decided that it would be much more interesting to learn about Celestials directly.
The government let him do this after his five year contract with the research group expired. They had been planning to have much of the research team switch to consultants any way after most of the work was done and the stream of information-through-stories became a trickle. Samuel had no drastically important skills they needed elsewhere, so they trained him and set him loose as an interviewer. Because he?s relatively new to the job, though supposedly well-versed in the related lore, they gave him a crotchety old partner.

Best Skill: Remembering arcane facts in a general sweeping sense that?s usually more helpful than remembering dates?unless, of course, it?s an appointment you meant to keep.
Worst Skill: Math. Some people can do math in their heads?he can barely do it without a calculator, and he doesn?t keep one around.

Quote: ?What a coincidence! I heard something like that in a book somewhere.?
Theme Song: Avantasia?s The Looking Glass

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Username: LelioChan
Name: Korin Azsacarr (Kohr-een Azz-sa-karr)
Age: 18

Race: Celestial
Celestial Type: Light. Her powers are most powerfully used for healing/defensive purposes, but they have a few destructive offensive attacks. The one that is most effective is a temporary blinding technique, but it drains alot of her energy when she uses it.

Organization: Isis
Occupation: Mostly Defenses. Can cook rather well.

General Appearance:
Hair: A light creamy blond that goes down to her waist. It''s very wavy, but not curly. The immense volume of it almost overpowers her small frame.
Eyes: An Icy blue. At first glance, one might suppose they were a dull gray.
Skin: An Albino white
Stature: 5"2''

General Personality: Korin is generally a very cheerful and helpful person while in good company. She is wise behind her years, but she has the attention span of dirt. While ususally very sweet, she has a horrible temper. People who lie to her or hurt her friends will feel the worst of her wrath. She''s afraid of the dark, especially.
She is also deathly afraid of anything to do with AGSA or Chrest.

History: Korin grew up in the Lower Level with her two parents, who were not celestial. They always treated her well, though they were always afraid of her capabilities. When a group of AGSA agents ambushed the lower level, Korin was among those taken. She was handed over to Chrest where she witnessed several celestials being tested and experimented on. She was luckily rescued before she was put under any of the "Machines." Has stayed with Isis ever since and never plans on leaving.

Best Skill: Healing, Singing, cooking
Worst Skill: Solving any sort of problem.

Quote:
Theme Song: Hope - Klaatu

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Username: LelioChan
Name: Laurence Aldaine
Age: 27

Race: Human
Celestial Type: NA

Organization: Chrest
Occupation: Second in Command

General Appearance:
Hair: Dyed in a shade of wisteria that lies a bit past his shoulders. He usually ties it back in a ponytail. Wispy bangs that hang over one eye.
Height: 6''2
Skin: Tanned dark
Build: Muscular, but not ripped.
Other: Diamond earrings in both ears, wears glasses (smallish & oval). Always wears white gloves. Wears anything in classy, especially white suits. He unfortunately cannot wear them often, for he has to keep a low profile.

General Personality: Narcissistic and cruel. He snubs off all efforts for his attention. Hates poor people.
History: His mother was celestial. She used her voice to change things or make them move. His father beat her constantly, and told Laurence that she was base and evil. He grew to believe this eventually. Now wishes to get rid of Celestials.

Best Skill: Smooth talking, lying, handling knives
Worst Skill: Being nice!? ):<

Quote:
Theme Song: Death on Two Legs - Queen

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Username: Hokuto_Sumeragi
Name: Jay Sven
Age: 18

Race: Celestial
Celestial Type: Psychic
Organization: Isis
Occupation: Bounces between jobs, she''s an unmarked celestial but once her boss finds out what she is she gets the heck out of there. Right now she works for a Horror Bookstore called Horrorific.

Appearance: Black hair that falls in jagged, red tips around her shoulders. She wears a black blouse that has white pin stripes. A small leather messenger bag hangs from her shoulder on her side with a labtop inside. Her skirt of choice is a red and black pleated skirt that is long enough to not be too skimpy. Her feet are settled in red converse and her ankles and arms have hundreds of gel bracelets.

Personality: Smart and very anaylitical. She likes to pick people apart before actually meeting them. But once you pass her friend or foe test Jay tends to confide in you more.

History: Jay wasn''t a completely devastated child. For a celestial she grew up relatively happy. While her mother was disgusted by what she gave birth to her father took her in and got a divorce. Mr. Sven is an active member of Isis although he is simply human but he does what he can to financially support the group and his daughter. Lately thought Jay has become skeptical of her father''s intentions, behind the scenes in phone conversations she has heard him speaking with someone he refuses to say the name of. Her theories lead her to believe it is a member of the Chrest. Why does she think this? He insists she go to the AGSA and register as a Celestial and get marked.

Best Skill: Can read minds when she wants to and controlling objects has been more than easy for her.
Worst Skill: Finding the truth, her own theories get in the way too often

Quote: "I won''t play a battle of wits with you, simply because you are unarmed."
Theme Song: Witchy Woman by The Eagles

Anything Else?: Doesn''t know many other Celestials, her mother tried putting her in kindergarten with humans kids trying to make her look as normal as possible but when Jay made toys fly she had to pull her out immediately.

Times a week you will be able to post: 5 out of 7, most often