Welcome to Gaia! ::

Welcome to the town of WillBe. That's the only welcome you will get since you look like a foreigner to me. You have your papers? Residents here have papers. As you can see we are not the most tech savy town. The castle keep is the only place with indoor plumbing. TV and cellphones? You might have those things, but I've never heard of them. As I said, we aren't the most technologically advanced and we are a bit cut off from the world. You will just have to make do or leave.


While you are filling out the paper work, here are a few things you should know about our lovely little town:

1. Monsters called the Was attack at night form the woods surrounding our village. You don't need to worry about it as long as you stay indoors at night.

2. Reason you shouldn't worry at night is because of the Is. They are a strange group to be sure with powers and appearances that make them little different from the monsters they fight in my opinion. They protect our town in exchange for lodging and food, so we leave it at that as long as they stay to their own ilk.


3. Town residents must be normal humans. Anything else and you best talk to the Is. You cause trouble and you'll be thrown out with the rest of the Was.

You still haven't finished your papers? I don't have all day you know. It's early morning right now and the sun is shining. To hold me up all day. If you have questions, you should talk to Novama. You know him don't you?

Town Rules (Rp rules)

1. Gaia TOS, Guild rules, and forum rules apply to all posts. Easiest way to follow this is to post only pg-13 material and do not flame anyone.
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Story thus far...

With the events from the previous evening now nothing but a memory, the villagers prepared for their monthly festival. Each month, the Was didn't attack the WillBe for 3 days. The town's people took advantage and used the days to celebrate their town and lives surviving another month. Various stalls and low technology rides were set up and the villagers were out in force to enjoy the festivities in the cloudy morning after. Light, occasional drizzle leaked from the gray clouds overhead, but it was not enough to dampen the spirits of the town's people.

5/18/2010- Preparations for the festival finished and repairs to the village on the fast track to finishing, the town of WillBe went into the evening hours (it's night now).

The rain has stopped, but dark clouds completely cover the sky and keep all star and moonlight from showing through. The occasional thunder and lighting occurred in the sky. There was a slight chill in the hair, but the breeze from earlier that day was gone and the air was still.

The town of WillBe was lit up with torches, bonfires, and hanging lamps. The festivities and excitement only increased since the daytime.

While the festival meant fun and relaxation for the villagers, the Is used the festival time to train and find their own form of amusement. Each festival was different, but this festival would use a tournament to train the Is. Is participation would be mandatory, but walk-ons would be accepted (anyone who isn't an Is can still participate too). The winner would receive a prize.

A circus and troop of traveling performers had also come to the village during the day and were putting on shows that evening.

All should be rested and/or healed by now. Was members are at their village or are sneaking into the town of WillBe (they mustn't draw too much attention). Is will be running around the festival and signing up for the competition. Those who are neither are enjoying the festival in their own way.

5/25/2010- The stormy first night of the festival had came and went. Replacing it was a cool morning with damp streets and puddles in the potholes. Overhead was a gray sky which would grow brighter with the sun. The occasional light and blue would peek through the clouds. It was a good day to be a WillBe citizen.

The streets that had thinned during the night hours were now packed with townspeople. Performers entertained in the streets to the applause and amusement of passers by. Merchants continued to shout out their wares, and children ran and played in the streets and back alleys.

On this particular day, there was an exceptionally large, loud crowd surrounding the arena that had been erected in the night by the IS for their training tournament. The winner would be chosen by popular vote and receive 20,000 gold as the grand prize. Of course the grand prize was pocket change in comparison to the large amount of gambling going on as bets were being taken on the various fighters signed up. It was sure to be a very lucrative day for a few at least.

The previous nights scuffle on the roof would finally see a conclusion. As suggested by Cirus, the ringleader and host of events, grudges would be settled this day. Why and IS wouldn't immediately dispose of known WAS members in town would go unresolved though.

The arena was packed with people and would remain so for the remainder of the day. In the center of the arena, Cirus appeared in a puff of smoke to the applause and roar of the crowd ready to see the day's main event. The ringleader snapped his fingers and gates were opened up all around the arena. From the darkness dozens of fighters who had signed up for the tournament walked forth to line up and hype up the crowd (as well as try to earn popularity and bets). Fighters were still coming in when Cirus spoke in a grand, theatrical voice that carried around the arena,"Thank you for coming ladies and gentlemen! What the IS have for you today is a real treat of mock violence in honor of WillBe's continued survival and triumph over the efforts of the evil WAS! For your eyes today we offer you a battle royal. That's right! All the fighters you see before you and more will all fight at the same time. The competition will be fast and intense. Don't you dare blink an eye! Find and cheer for your champion until he or she is pronounced the winner! Now without further adieu..." Cirus paused here for a moment with mischievous eyes. The crowd had hung on his every word and they now waited with building anticipation and excitement about to burst. "Fight!" A cloud of smoke went up again before the speaker was gone again. The roar of the crowd was deafening in response. The fighters that had been standing in formation now sprang away from each other before drawing their weapons and charging each other in a free for all as more challengers continued to pour into the arena.

All IS members are in and around the arena at the start of the day. All WAS members are in the WAS village or somewhere in WillBe keeping a low profile. Neutrals are doing whatever they want....but the tournament seems like a likely place for people with nothing better to do to go.

Meanwhile, under the very grounds of the arena, Malice and Lexus confronted a number of robed individuals in a mystic underground lit with blue fire after navigating through a hidden subterranean maze. Who are these robed individuals, and what is their relationship to Malice and the WAS?

6/1/2010- Another day had passed and the evening of the 2nd night of the WillBe festival had arrived. The cloudy skies that had been around the first day and 2nd morning finally cleared to reveal a brilliant full moon and many stars. However, the sky directly over the arena remained cloudy and turbulent.

The cool air did not affect the energetic and high spirited townspeople as the continued to celebrate into the second evening. Fires blazed in street lamps, hug lanterns, and bonfires. Music and merriment filled the streets and the smells of many people and foods seemed to hang over every street and corner. The first clear sky of the festival also allowed for fireworks to be set off and illuminate the skies in various colors and patterns.

The tournament that started earlier that day still ranged with many combatants still in the heat of battle, while a sparing few had had enough and left the arena. The sheer insanity of the event was unparalleled with how much it riled up the competitors and spectators alike. The evening would see the end of the competition and a new champion named.

Beneath the arena in a hidden maze of tunnels under the city of WillBe, Malice and Lexus, of the WAS group, confronted a number of cloaked individuals performing an odd ceremony. Conversations and violence erupted but not before it was found out that the leader of the group had forcefully swapped bodies with Malice. It was then that a figuratively thin line was drawn that connected the origins of both the WAS and the town of WillBe together, and it would only grow thicker as more secrets became revealed.

The WAS are fighting in the arena or enjoying the festival in secrecy. The IS are competing in the tournament or have finished their fights and are enjoying the festival. Neutral Characters are fighting, spectating, or enjoying the festival.

6/16/2010- This evening of WillBe was quite eventful. Friendly competition, romance and everything to genocide and mass destruction bloomed in the late hours of the second day of the Festival. Only the future would tell what was to come.

The tournament finally came to a climatic end. The votes will be counted to see who the next Champion of the tournament will be. All fighters should cross their fingers. All fighters competed to the best of their ability. Those that held back fell short in the eyes of the crowd and were disqualified. Counting of the ballots and rewarding of the tournament champion will take place outside of the arena since the arena is no longer in existence.

The struggling between Malice and the robed figures caused a great unbalance, and energy was released in a rapid explosion since the robed figures were unable to complete their ceremony. What were they attempting to do? Who knows...

Malice, Dark, Lexus, and Zero managed to escape the blast and destruction of the underground. Unfortunately the blast of blue flame would have destroyed the city if nothing was done. During his tournament match with Gerzen, Cirus ended the match to take on Malice while he tried escaping the blast. Unable to catch Malice as he flew away back to the WAS village, Cirus was caught in the blast. The Ringmaster's ability managed to protect the town and its citizens, but the arena was destroyed and the town was left disheveled. After suffering injury and great fatigue, Cirus nearly died but was saved by Gerzen and whisked off to the IS headquarters where he was stabilized but left in a comatose state.

The morning of the 3rd day of the festival was met with much disapproval. Unknown to the populace as to who exactly was responsible, the IS were blamed for the damages and near catastrophe that took place the night prior. The low treatment and respect the IS received only deteriorated further as well. With their spokesperson sleeping without sign of waking, IS relations with the townspeople only looked to grow worse as time went on.

Many IS considered joining the WAS and approached WAS members as they left the town to go with them. Most WAS wouldn't care if the IS could manage to keep up. If the IS weren't allowed to join, they would be killed, and it meant little to the WAS.

The day was bright and sunny. The clouds that plagued the town the past few days were gone. Although the clouds were gone, the wind that brought them and made them leave persisted. Perhaps it was the energy disturbance from the previous night that caused it, but the winds were rather strong and picked up the dust of the very dry cobble streets and charred remains of the arena.

While the townspeople already decided what happened, the loyal IS remained in town to try and figure out what really happened the previous night. The disloyal IS all left with the WAS. The majority of the WAS left the town in the early hours of the morning and returned to the WAS village to find out what happened and if it was them who really did cause the damage to the town of WillBe. Those associated with neither side found places to sleep if they need and went about their day enjoying the festival and whatever else they pleased.

6/23/2010- The last day of the festival was over and the final evening had come. With the dark came many stars and bright, nearly full moon. The strong winds that had plagued the town earlier that day had died down as well. The town was in a calm, which was fitting for the final event: the masquerade ball.

An event for the more wealthy of WillBe, it has been tradition to end the festival with this prestigious gathering for centuries. It was a time to really let it all go under the cover of anonymity. Entry to the ball was granted by simply wearing a mask to the gate. The dance and festivities would take place within a grand hall, court yard (with statues, fountains), and garden (with hedge maze) all located at an edge of the town. Music of various kinds played by groups of musicians could be heard all around the property and a ways off as if to act as a draw to the event. The dance had an unvoiced competition to it as well among the veteran masquerade goers. Each couple would dance and be required to stay alert of the couples dancing around them. The goal of the competition was to be one of the last couples not to trip up or lose face in some sort of embarrassing act as the dancers tried to sabotage each other on the dance floor and off.

It was at the gate of the masquerade that the ballots were counted, new champion was named, and the prize was awarded. Gerzen, one of the town IS, received a majority vote and the crowd cheered for his victory. The victory was bittersweet, however, due to the recent incident that immediately followed after Gerzen's match.

The repairs of the town were completed in record time. Was it added assistance by foreigners, the thought have having to work through the masquerade, or sheer experience that allowed such an impossible makeover of the town to take place in such a short time? Regardless, the result was the town was as good as it was and ready for a final evening of celebration before the hostilities of war continued the next evening.

Unknown to the town, several passionate hearts waged a war of their own in dealing with the pain of loss and seeking their place they were meant to be. Loyalties were betrayed and romances had begun. Would the eerie evening of celebration see the fruits of these actions?

WAS will be attending the masquerade, playing it low-key and not openly blowing cover before going off to do their own thing.
IS will act as the unwanted guard and guest of the party.
Foreigners will be allowed to enjoy the final attractions of the festival (stalls and attractions will start being packed up and moved away at this point and streets will empty and flood at the masquerade), or they can attend the masquerade if they can obtain a mask.

7/20/2010- The final evening of the festival ended in a bang that claimed the lives of many after many lives were already lost when a covert ceremony by men in cloaks stole the souls of dozens of dancers. In a hidden underground chamber beneath the town hall, a collision of powers and final releasal of power that engulfed the entire town and much of the surrounding forest in a seagreen colored glow. The next morning revealed the destruction of the town hall, caved in on itself when the underground that supported it exploded. Among the dead found in and around the debris: Fate Montaque (XxUnchangable_FatexX), Eos Angeline (ladydarkness92), Riina Nightwood (x Lady Darkness x), Mokuteki Hues (Toyhe-n-Cosplayer), Tayni Aros (-moon fire liako-), Yukino Takahashi (15dark_thorn_rose), Charisma Zakuyama (Reiko Tsukagi), Aoi Michigawa (Zorengeto...changed his user name though), Puck (Small plushie Allen), and Tyrrannus (Hadron666).

500 years have passed since the Masquerade Incident. A number of key IS and WAS figures disappeared from the face of the earth that day many centuries ago. With certain individuals absent for so long, the cloaked individuals were practically given free reign of WillBe and the surrounding area. They blamed the Masquerade Incident on the WAS and the failure to stop the event was pinned on the IS. The citizens of the town were eager to get justice for their lost ones, so as punishment the IS were removed from the position of town protectors and reduced to the level of slaves.

Shortly after, unknown soldiers without expression, emotion, or past took to the streets armed with magical weapons (similar to assault rifles but they will fire magical blasts), and the masquerade building and surrounding property flew into the sky to hover in the air many stories over the town like an island in a sea of clouds. As the years passed, IS slaves under the supervision of the mystery soldiers converted the town of WillBe into a massive multi-level fortress, and the masquerade building and surrounding property on the floating land in the air were replaced with a luxurious castle. The townspeople were then oppressed and feeling strangely weak at all times. However the quality of their lives was still improved in comparison to what they had before.

The level of magical convenience sky rocketed. Armored soldiers patrolled the streets and corridors of the massive fortress on hover platforms. Crime rates dropped. Artificial light sources that gave off an eerie glow lit up the interior like a cloudy day and went soft like moonlight during the evening hours. Houses were in much better repair as well and the sewer system and back alleys were much cleaner and more efficiently used with magic enhancement. With controlled magical environments, farming large fields was no longer necessary and no one in WillBe ever went hungry. Buildings were able to go higher and higher thanks to magical reinforcement that allowed weaker materials to hold up under incredible weight and force like reinforced steel and stronger. The little town of WillBe had turned into a massive, busy city completely cut off from the outside world by the even more colossal outer walls of the fortress that encased it. The changes to WillBe are not limited to just these though.

The WAS village did not escape the changes that come with time. Fewer attacks were led without competent leadership, and a day came when the mysterious, unknown soldiers took the battle to the WAS village's front steps. It's unknown what became of the WAS and the village as evening attacks no longer occur. It is always rumored that a rebel faction of IS that are free still remain, however, they seem to borrow WAS tactics in that they haven't been seen since the great enslavement. Hiding within the fortress would be nearly impossible though. Rumors and hope do not have to make sense or follow reason though.

Just as things finally seemed to settle down after so many years, those taken out of time centuries ago returned. They were deposited on the barren land that used to grow the food for the farmers of WillBe. Dry, dusty, and unkept the land swirled and dusted the newcomers as the wind gusted. The forest they remember remained, but it was much darker, thicker, and forbidding in appearence. No paths remained that weren't overgrown and nearly impossible to find.

The fortress that loomed over them appeared to be one massive blue wall that circled the city. There didn't appear to be any windows or sky escapes since the wall was topped with a roof that looked as solid as the wall. However, there was one large, round platform at the south side of the wall. Soldiers appeared to keep guard as various goods and people appeared and disappeared on the pad after stepping on it. (reference image > http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u114/novama/iswaswillbefuture.jpg )

Rules: It's cloudy. There is a barrier around the island floating in the sky. No flying to the castle unless you rp that you are bounced off/zapped/etc etc.
Guards within and out of the fortress will be on the lookout for suspicious individuals such as yourselves. There won't be anymore blending in if they see you.

8/14/2010- It's been a long day. After travelling through time 500 years into the future, the IS and WAS members found themselves in a world where those titles no longer mattered. Just minutes after appearing in the barren surrounding the fortress of WillBe, the time travellers were spotted, and a endless supply of soldiers started appearing outside the fortress walls to kill and capture the strangers. Armored from head to toe in a magically enchanted leather that was stronger than steel, these swift and strong soldiers were not easily opposed in their swarm like numbers and armed with highly advanced, magical armaments. The soldiers were known as the Artificials. Each one looked like the next and their eyes (if one was able to look into them) were soulless voids. With no other choice, the IS and WAS from the past were forced to flee into the forest for shelter.

Kimi, the female wolf thief, was taken prisoner and put into a cell with an odd slave who called herself Luna, but she was actually a universal listener named Disc. Disc revealed the existence of the IS Rebels to be fact and that they had a plan soon to be unleashed upon the villains of the WillBe fortress. It seemed the enslavement would soon come to an end.

Those that fled into the forest managed to evade capture and death, and they took shelter in a cave at the base of a mountain where they eventually all met up again after being separated. The cave happened to be the grave for the ruined WAS and their village. Within the short time of being there, the IS and WAS of the past were held at gun point by Menace of the IS Rebels. Since the newcomers weren't Artificials or 'Controlled' (the controlled are powerful IS and WAS members who have their wills taken from them and replaced with the will of WillBe's Future, the self given name to the one remaining robed figure from 500 years ago who was the cause of all the evils that plagued the town of WillBe. The Controlled are easily identified by their eyes...

),

They were offered the opportunity to join the IS Rebels.

Some joined and others have yet to choose, but either way, they would not be allowed to leave with the knowledge they now have of the IS Rebels until the operation is complete. Given free roam of the IS Rebel base that was hidden deeper in the mountain past the ruins of the WAS village, the time travelers must now make a choice as to what they will do and who they will fight for if at all. The IS Rebel operation is now in affect.

The Rebels have been digging for a long time now, but they have finally finished. Some of the older Rebels remember the arena pit that the IS slaves are kept in and the buried labyrinth of tunnels attached to the great hole. Their tunnel was dug from the farthest corners of the Rebel base all the way to the farthest reaches of the underground labyrinth of tunnels under WillBe. All that was left to do was excavate the buried tunnels of the debris and they would be able to create a secret passage stretching from their base all the way to the great arena pit that held the slaves. The next step of the plan was to carefully scale or fly up the walls of the pit, rescue their trapped comrades behind bars, and secretly make their way to the one and only teleportation pad that worked and happened to go straight into the floating castle in the sky. The magical barrier prevented all other forms of entry to the floating castle.

There would be easy and hard parts to this part of the plan though. The countless soldiers that fill the fortress during the day turn to blue dust at night, and the teleportation pads around the fortress that lead in, out, and around the city do not function at nighttime either. There is seemingly no resistance or guards, but there is also no convenience or ways in or out of the fortress besides the pit and the one teleportation pad to the castle. It is impossible to enter or exit the fortress through its walls by sheer strength or power of some form.

The IS Rebels have chosen to through every member of their team into this mission, which means no one will be left at the base except those left to guard newcomers or time travelers who choose not to partake in the campaign. The danger of using the pit as an entrance and unlikely means of escape combined with the numbers the Rebels intend to use means that this mission would most likely be their final attempt to overthrow the WF (willBe's future). If they fail, it very well could mean the end of all opposition to the WF and his ultimate goal. Another tricky part of the plan involves the draining affect that takes place at night. All living creatures within the walls of the fortress at night will have their energy magically leeched from them in slight amounts.

Potentially the hardest part of the plan takes place when attempting to use the teleportation pad to the castle. Protecting the magical device and the fortress at night in place of the artificials are the controlled, the strongest of the IS and WAS that were captured and found useful. Few of lived through the encounters with them, so there is little information on who populates the controlled ranks. It is planned that many brave Rebels will have to stay behind and battle the controlled, while a select team continues on to the castle to assassinate the ultimate target. When the sun rises on the following morning, who will be victorious?

It is now night with a clear sky full of stars and full moon. There is a slight breeze that blows away the dust of the countless soldiers that had fought that day in the barren. It is eerily silent outside, while war is waged within the city fortress of WillBe.

Gaia name: Dark_Ryosuke
Character name: Dark Ryosuke
Marks: A diagonal scar on his left eye.
Gender: Male
Race: Draconian(Half human, Half Dragon). Cannot turn into a dragon.
Side:
Age: Unknown, though appears to be 17-21.
Through the time travel he aged, but didn't seem to grow old. His appearance matured more appropriately for a man nearing his mid twenties. Due to the fact that he was a Draconian he wouldn't turn old until his dying years.
Height: 6
6'2
Weight: 160
190
Abilities: Steps (Kick, Split, Infinity, and Ghost), Chaos Flame, Chaos Bursts (with his katana), Aura (his energy type), slight manipulation of the darkness around him so long as he links his Aura with it. Omniscient (an all-seeing perspective).

In addition, whenever it's night time, or in a place of darkness his eyes would often change to blue for beneficial eyesight, though making him sensitive to light during the duration his eyes are in that mode.

Items: A black six-hole ocarina, and a katana sheathed behind his waist. A black bag that he has at his side to carry his ocarina, and a smaller bag within the bag where he carries, Uni – a multi-streaked colored coin that he obtains from underground black markets through his treasure-hunting. Uni is universal coin that is taken in nearly any place, and is also an expensive piece.
He lost his ocarina and bag somewhere in the travel and assumed it to be lost, but during the time he acquired something else. To protect him from harm the Chaos Dragon and Dark formed new clothing, and a dragon claw clamped upon his left shoulder. The Chaos Blade that he had before he can now summon on will rather than always carrying it.

Past: Dark used to be a wanderer before he had come to WillBe, but one thing lead to another he was he thrown to the future after the night of the Masquerade Ball.

Within the time of the time travel he was thrown into his own mind, where he encountered and faced the Chaos Dragon which seemed to be enraged. It attacked him, and through the time travel he fought against it. It gave away emotions that Dark only considered his own, which made him ponder if the Chaos Dragon had picked those off of him. Overtime they only gathered together to form an identical Dark which was more darkly formed. He battled with his twin throughout the time travel.

When both Dark's were fatigued his clone spoke - a vessel for the Chaos Dragon. He learned the reason for why the dead souls were infused with him, being the only way to fully control the Chaos Dragon. Without those souls the Chaos Dragon will, if allowed, take over. A minor transformation would occur if that were to happen. It explained to Dark why he didn't have full control back when he was fighting the Was.

But for the time being the two worked together to keep them safe from the travel. Though the years passed, and Dark aged, they were unharmed during the travel. Once they arrived in their destination Dark was in control, but he would feel the Chaos Dragon closer than ever as if it was actually someone else within his own body.

Personality: Dark is anti-social and rude most of the times unless he learns to get accustomed with the people around him. He contemplates whether he wants to help people, or whether he would turn a cold shoulder. Most of the times however he chooses to help, but does not like being called some ‘hero’. Even though he regrets to say, Dark knows he’s actually a pretty nice guy on occasions despite his tough-guy routine and he could most likely always be swayed to do good thing when he sees others suffer, though he will contradict his act for something that would look beneficial on his part or merely shrug it off. The same goes if he refused to help. He always believes himself to be a ‘grunt’.
He tends to be angrier than usual, but to those he formed a minor bond with he will be as kind as he can be. But with the Chaos Dragon that had now manifested in what seems an alter personality within him he tends to struggle with himself.

Drive: To wander, until the day he dies.
Though he may not understand what happened he now decides what he should do: Cope, move forward and find out what happened.

Quirks: Dark tends to think to himself a lot, or even speak to himself. Most of the times he mutters. Whenever he thinks about things or tries to remember he pokes his temple, or scratches his cheek. Playing his ocarina is a hobby, and even though he may not be good at it he plays. A lot of the times it’s a melancholy tune. He also likes to shrug, usually when given a choice or when he’s stating a ‘I don’t care’. He will smile, but quickly turn it into his usual frown afterwards. He always seems to have a hostile stare, almost vexed. A lot of times he tends to look at people’s eye when he’s talking to them, believing that people expose more through their eyes than their words. This is how he also finds a lot of lies or truths, and the personality of people.
Voice: None
Theme Music: Iced Earth - Melancholy
Celldweller - Fadeaway
Dieing Words: “…*mutter mutter mutter* Clouds look nice.. *mutter mutter* It’s going to be a long life in Hell..*Mutter mutter*..”
"Hmhmhm..I wonder what's next.."

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Gaianame:TheHatterIsBack [quitter] [deceased]
Character Name: Alessandra Ambrosio
Appearance:
Marks: She has a birthmark in the shape of a bud with a snake coiled round it. When someone looks at it, and the snakes eyes open, then they're going to die soon.
Gender: Female
Race: Fae.
Side: Foreigner
Age: No one really knows, but she's billions of years old. The Fae have a relic called the 'Cauldron.' When a Fae starts to go mad, or when they are being punished, they are forced to drink from it. When you drink from it your memory is erased.
Height: 5'1''
Weight: 98 Pounds
Abilities: She can change her appearance at any time, but has a few particular favorites. She can 'sift' places with a single thought, but she has to have been there, unless it's in the Fae Dimension. She can manipulate matter, and is also very sexually attractive to anything besides a Fae. Unless she 'mutes' it, then people could be forced to the ground while stripping in the area surrounding her.
Items: All she has is a beautiful Fae dress and her locket. It's made from crystal, and it's all she has to remember her former life. It has the name 'Benjamen' carved into the back.
Past: She grew up arrogant and spoiled, surrounded by luxury and pleasure. She was the daughter of the Light Queen, who ruled over all good Fae. She soon fell in love with one of the humans that had been brought to the Fae palace, but was forced to lose her memory when her mother found out. She was cast away, and Benjamen was killed.
Personality: Before losing her memory she was spoiled and prissy, given whatever she wanted. Now she's soft-spoken and sometimes sarcastic. She doesn't get angry very often, and is a known worrier. She is terrified of the dark and heights.
Drive: She wants to find out who she is and where she's from.
Quirks: She chews on her bottom lip when worrying or nervous, or sometimes even angry. She also twirls her long hair around a finger while thinking.
Voice: Her voice is soft and sing-song. It's very sweet, and almost hypnotizing.
Theme Music: We Are Golden, Mika
Dieing Words:[Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.

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Gaia name: One_Smile_Counts [quitter]
Character Name: Jamison Raulf (Jamie)
Appearance:
Marks: She has a small tattoo of a cross on her shoulder, and a lukeimua awareness on the other.
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Side: With town
Age: 19
Height: 5'8
Weight: 127 lbs
Abilities: control the main elements
Items: A small locket in the shape of a cross, with her mother and her sister on each side.
Past: She had a rough past. When she was seven, her mother died because of a drunk driver with her grandfather. She was very close to the two, so it made her life change. six years later, (13 years) her older sister was diagnosed with lukeimua. She is still living, but it is/was very hard on her, her borther and her father. It was so hard on her borther had he committed suicide. Jamie stays strong, and prays for her sister.
Personality: She is very happy for someone who lost three of her family members. She doesn't bring it up, however, but, when someone mentions it, she silently cries. She's very talented, and dedicates every performance to her sister.
Drive: Her porpose is to protect
Quirks: She bites her nails when she gets nervous, she breaks down crying (without the wineing) when someone brings up her dead family member(s), and she flipps her hair when someone gives her a compliment
Voice: http://www.youtube.com/watchv=g9fQpPB_KYY&feature=related
Theme Music: A Thousand miles, by VICTORIA JUSTICE, not Vannessa Clarton. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jm6hbN30lzI
Dieing Words: I'll be with mom soon.

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Gaianame: FluffySquirrelz[quitter]
Character Name:Lilleth or Lilly for short
Appearance:

Marks: She has one tattoo for her wish of Freedom, on her forearm and another on her collar bone for her wish for love.
Gender: female
Race: She is human, but her unnatural style gives people a different feeling.
Side: Neutral
Age: 18
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 126
Abilities: She can lift things with her eyes/mind. She can also project images/thoughts into other people's minds.
Items: She carries a small knife... just in case
Past: Lilleth was raised in a house full of other people. Some were strangers and some were good people. Her family was more among the stranger section because more than once Lilleth found herself being comforted by Mrs. O'Rally, an elderly kind woman. But eventually the elderly must leave, and Mrs' O'Rally did, when Lilleth was 10. Now not having anyone to call a family, Lilleth head out on her own. She came across an orphanage and went to school and over the next few years got a job. She got enough money to get a laptop and iPod. At the age of 17 she came across the town of WillBe and has lived there since. She's gotten used to the Was(es/s) and Is(es/s). Now she just has to get used to still living on her own, her only friend her music and art.
Personality: She used to be a happy child who played with her toys in Mrs. O'Rally's room. Now she is quiet and reserved. When someone talks to her unexpectedly, she doesn't know how to react, and often times, she comes off as a jerk. She is rebellious and plans to one day head off into the woods at night. She can be sarcastic, but that is more of her "real" self. What comes out when she knows she can trust someone.
Drive: All Lilleth wants to do is find someone like Mrs. O'Rally. A new family. One who loves her but still lets her be free and willing.
Quirks: She rolls her eyes to most adults and feels the need to do something when told not too. Se laughs at the stupidest stuff sometimes too.
Voice: how she talks (Megan Fox)
Theme Music: She actually has three: Way Away- Yellow Card, The Day you Slipped away- Avril Lavigne, Polyehmorous- Breaking Benjamin
Dieing Words: She probably wouldn't say anything.

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Gaianame: lottie-tottie1240
Character Name: Lexus Kindra
Appearance:

Marks: she has a pattern engraved down her side
Gender: Female
Race: Vampire very fast and strong and lures people in with their appearence
Side: Was
Age: 468
Height: 5ft7
Weight: Unknown
Abilities: She heals quickly, she can read minds, see others weaks spot through her mind and hightened senses, Lexus can morph her psychic abilities into weapons, like an energy ball, a slash of energy, her psychic abilities can also be used to contain things and forcefields, but the forcefields are breakable.
Items: She uses two katana's
Past: She was born into the world normaly, though her personality and kindness cost her dearly, trusting the wrong people, she was betrayed by bullies at her school in the village, she was beaten and thrown down into the forest, she was attacked by a vampire and was transformed, after that her hair went silver and she lost her sight, yes she is now blind, she blames the village for what had happened to her and wants them to pay for it, she trained herself using her senses to fight without sight.
Personality: she was bubbly and caring, however after her events her personality turned cold and emotionless.
Drive: she wants revenge on the town, to cause pain.
Quirks: she tends to fiddle alot, her hair, her clothes...
Theme Music: Going Under
Extra Ability: If lexus is unequiped with a weapon, she can summon a black katana from the marking in her side, the katana helps morph her psychic energy into more pyshical attacks, though if her katana is used too much her marking will spread burning its way across her skin and will take her a while to recover afterwards...
Dieing Words:"heh...i die, i take your damned soul with me..."

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Gaia Name: LDS Goth Girl [quitter]
Character Name: Valarie Wellingshire
Appearance: Valarie Wellingshire Valarie has deep blue eyes and black hair. She always wears something with long sleeves to hide her scar, and the top part of her outfit is black instead of white.
Marks: Along her right arm from her wrist to elbow is a long scar which she received from her drunken father when she was a young child.
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Side: With town
Age: 17
Height: 5’ 7’’
Weight: 115 lbs
Abilities: Slight telepathy and telekinesis that she has tried to keep hidden for nearly eight years.
Items: A thin, black bladed sword that seems to be more sturdy than what it should be, same jewelry as in picture (earrings and necklace given to her from her mother before the woman passed on), and a small, black leather pouch that hangs on her sword’s belt in which she keeps what little gold, silver and/or bronze coins that she has .
Past: Valarie has lived her entire life within the bounds of WillBe. When she was five, her mother was murdered, leaving her with her usually drunken and abusive father, though thankfully his drinking problem slowly got better over the years. By the time she was nine, he was, for the most part, sober. During the day, she was forced to take on a part-time apprenticeship with one of the seamstresses of the town though she would rather be trained by a blacksmith, if not a knight, along with doing errands for others residing within WillBe. During the night she practiced sword fighting and archery with dummies she constructed from the random, discarded items she often found around the town. When she was almost ten, she found that she was capable of moving small objects with her mind and could hear the occasional thought of those around her. Her powers advanced as she grew older and she practiced them in secret for fear of being shunned for her abilities.
Personality: Valarie has recently become a bit more jumpy, fearing that someone will find out about her secret. Even though her father no longer abuses her, she flinches from sudden movements of those near her. She tries to seem like a happy girl with nothing to worry about, though if you look closely, you may see the truth within the depths of her eyes. She is up for anything that will take her from her home, even for a just couple moments. She is usually kind and listens to what you have to say.
Drive: The knowledge that there is always a chance for her dreams to come true and for her mother’s killer to be found, dead or alive.
Quirks: When she is thinking, she either fingers the black iron hilt of the sword she keeps around her waist, places her thumb to her lips, or absently runs her fingers along her arm where her scar is.
Dieing Words: I have lived, so now I die. It is how the world works, and nothing more.

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Gaianame:black rose rouge [quitter]
Character Name:black rose


Appearance sad half human allways wears a lardge over sized black cloake with a hood to hide herself and her wings,her real color is dark purplish black skin and dark purpleish black wings and the scars and tatoo mentiond below.add black hair instead of brown and saphire blue eyes that looks foggy and blind.the markings on her foot leg hip face and neck are scars)

http://i700.photobucket.com/albums/ww4/Dragonius_2009/beast-lohranar-female.jpg
(dragon form)

http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee19/Kakashi8818/demondragon.jpg

Marks:her body is coverd in scars from head to toe.even her face is scard.her eyes are burnt to the point of allmost blindness and there is a long scar diagonaly acorss her lips and chin down her neck making her smile a bit crookid and in her opinyon ugly.she ahs a dragon tattoo on her chest witch is a bit messed up because there are three long claw gash scard across her breasts.her back is compeetly scard with burns and cuts
(tatoo on chest)
http://i239.photobucket.com/albums/ff35/joldbury/Dragon_Tattoo.gif


Gender:female
Race:dragon
Side:neather but she hates seeing people in trouble so she helps the town people and defends them in return for lodging and food
Age:apears to be 19
Height:5"8 half human form allmost 20 feet dragon form
Weight:200 half human(because of wings) nearly 2000 dragon form

Abilities:super strength,flight,flame manipulation,shadow manipulation,extreme agillaty and speed,extreme animal like sences,being a dragon she can allso use magic by focasing the ancent energys of the planet to do what ever she needs it to do.this drains a lot of energy though so she doesnt use it unless its an absolute last resort.she mostly uses it to heal and help others(you can leave out the magic if thats not ok in the rp)

Items:wears a lardge over sized black leather cloake like long sleved jacket with a big hood to hide her face and body from others.carrys a lardge back pack like bag that she never wears only carrys.its full of suplys like food and clothing and first aid.she allways carrys a few daggers and shuriken for protection.a long black whip with small sharp blades on the end wraoped around her waste,the blade in this pic witch has a string atached to it so she can use it like a frisby but with the string atached to the middle she can pull it back like a yoyo http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r233/very_confused_girl/anime girls/assassin.jpg she carries this at her side atached to her hip on the outside of the cloake,allso carrys a long 4 foot black katana witch she wears on her other hip.


Past:shes allways traveld the globe because of what she is.shes ben hunted sence birth because people fear her race or simply wish to cut her up for parts to use in medasines and black magic.shes the last of her kind as far as she knows and she is allways on the move.her race has allways tryed to protect humans for centuries and has even tought them magic in the past but an evil currupted the humans and made them now hunt and fear the dragon race.her family died when she was verry young and she has survived on the knoladge passed to her at birth by her mother for a long time.only one preson has ever helped her and tat was her nanna.a strong woman with the heart of a mother who found her at a vrry young age and took her in raising her to be a worrier like the rest of her clan.this woman was not human but she balieves she was a ware wolf.she doesnt remember this woman verry much,her memorys were taken from her in an accadent after her first flight in a storm.she was struck by lightning and when she woke up her memorys were gone.she only gets a few flash backs every now and a geain.and she some how managed to remember all the ware wolf tought her.from that day on she was alone and became a wonderor.a travelor,and even as assassin for higher.she took odd jobs doing what ever she could for food and money but she enver stayed long in one place and she never reveaild what she truley is to any one.

Personality:has allways ben a lonly child.eve sence witnissing the death of her parents she has hated violance but found it ipossabole to avoid.she has a warriers spiret and there fore she is strong willd,hot headed,and eager to defend herself and others,she loves all animals and creatures big and small and can often be found talking to horses or other animals when shes lonly or not buisy.she is verry dedacaited to training so she doesnt forget how to fight.secretly she doesnt mind a fight sence its in her blood to be a warrier.she is allways shy around men of any race and doesnt relly know how to talk to them,shes not relly a people person so shes a bit stuck up some times but thats only because she lived her life alone.she doesnt relly know how to talk to others or make friends,she figures most would simply ignore her or try to kill her because of what she is.she sticks to herself mostly but is secretly verry lonly and wishes she had a freind.she allso wishes she had some one who thought she was beautful and some one who could love her for who she is.she hates being around lovers or lardge crouds,hates verry tight spaces of small laces,tends to like to be outside in nature more than inside cooped up in a building.


Drive:she is simply looking for a place to accept her for what and who she is.shes allso surching for clues to who she is.other than being a dragon and having a family murderd befour her verry eyes she doesnt know any thing about where she came from or her family.she hopes some one she finds will have an answer if she stays here long enough to find it

Quirks:she tends to stare off into space at randome times,mostly when shes alone or not being talked to.she is allways doodling on papers and drawing things she ses.and un known to herself she is allmost allways humming any song shes heard.even if its an anoying one.shes allways swishing her tail around like a cat or a do does and her wings are allways sort of twichy when there not moving for long periods of time.she tends to not want to bother others with her problems so even if shes hurt she wont tell any one and shell try to take care of it herself.
being a dragon she loves meat so every time she eats she has a tendancy to be carnivorious and when she eats meat she sort of forgets her manners and consumes it raw or coked and like a barbariean she east with her hands.

Voice:her voice sounds like the womans in the link below when shes singing but it is allso strong and femanin at the same time.kind of like a rogue warrier woman.its soft at times but strong other times.it can sound soft and sweet like when singing and then fearce and warrier like in battle or when shes ticked.allso ocasionally she will growel like a tiger and when she yawns she sounds like a loud lion yawn.she allso roawrs but youll have to use your imagionation with it.

Theme Music: (evanessance bring me to life.this fits her because she thinks of herself as a nothing and s a disgrace to her proud race.she allso feels asleep all the time sence she has no memories and she wishes some one would just wake her up and give her the answers.she feels like a nothing.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KpmSHb-aRB0
(fight theme music)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajx6Tg4orMQ


Dieing Words:its not like my life relly means any thing any way.may magic flow threw your lives for all time my friends

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Gaianame: FluffySquirrelz[quitter]
Character Name: Rachel
Marks: She has a butterfly tattoo and a peace tattoo on her ankle.
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Side: Literally New to the Town... So Neutral
Age: 19
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 130
Abilities: She can..... actually she can't do anything...
Items: MP3 player, Cell Phone, a small pistol along with ammunition.
Past: Rachel is Lilleth's "secret" older sister. They were separated in the half way house. OK... their parents paid more attention to Rachel, so Lilleth went off to Mrs. O.. whatever her face was before really knowing Rachel. Rachel ran away to an orphanage across to the city when Lilleth ran away, hoping to catch up with her little sister. She couldn't go to school or get a job. In fact, she was home schooled by her adoptive family. They gave her everything. She was a spoiled child, unlike Lilleth. When Rachel was 18, she set off to look for her sister, all that year making it so people wouldn't even consider them alike in looks. Finally, after one year of thievery to survive, she came across this small town of Willbe. Could her sister be here? Would she be happy now? Or maybe she was still sad after that old lady died. It was the only town in the city that Rachel hadn't tried yet in the state. So she walked through the gate....
Personality: Unlike Lilleth, Rachel is happy and golucky. If Lilleth is still sad, Rachel will be the one to fix that.... hopefully. However spoiled she may be, Rachel enjoys...trying to cheer up others. She's also rebellious and curious.
Drive: She just wants to help.
Quirks: She talks with her hands and tilts her head when she talks. Also, when she's nervous, she pats her hand on her leg, making a beat.
Voice: The Interviewer (None of the singers)
Theme Music: Be happy- by wubbzy
Dieing Words: Well, it was fun while it lasted!

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Gaianame: OneWeekRainisu[quitter]
Character Name: Grell Sutcliffe
Appearance:

Marks: Yellow eyes
Gender: Male
Race: Shinigami(grim reaper/god of death)
Side: Was
Age: unknown
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 190lb
Abilities: He is rather light on his feet, and can jump fairly high, he can also teleport, and summon a shikigami(if he had one...), but he mostly uses his death syth which is a chainsaw, the sameone he used to be jack the ripper. When cutting(deep enough to kill)someone with his Scythe, their past memories are played out like a video reel; this is referred to as "Cinematic Record". You do not die from this unless your will is very weak.
Items: Chainsaw scyth, red glasses, red coat, a death note(which is a book you write souls that need to be reaped, the book does not kill...)
Past: Not much is known of his past.
Personality: Not loyal, loves hot guys, always trying to get into someone's pants, pervert, flamboient, gets angry easily, wont help unless there is something in it for him.
Drive: No one is sure what motivats him to do what he does. He does what he does mostly because he can.
Quirks: He goes after all hot guys he comes across, he also licks his lips when in a fight.
Voice: at the end of the theme music
Theme Music: I kissed a girl(boy)
Dieing Words: What do you mean I don't make a good corpse! scream I'll make you take my place! *puts person in tub of salt*

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Gaianame: Zorengeto
Character Name: Erizel Val Floren
Appearance:
Marks: Fluorescent Blue eyes
Gender: Male
Race: Grey Suit - The race called the grey suit, once known for its immense strength and regenerative abilities as well as there prowess in battle. The Grey Suits are so called because they were welded into there suits of armor once they stop growing at the age of 17. The only time you sore an adult grey suit out of there armor was either when they where dead, or when they where striped of there armor as punishment for a crime, being without armor for an adult Grey Suit is a great dismemberment and they lay shame to their families. But they are often youthful and nonthreatening, though known to live for millennium, they die if slane in battle.
Side: Was - Against town
Age: 6385
Height: 7ft 1inch(es)
Weight: 143kg
Abilities: Abnormally strong, as well as regenerative abilities on par with an immortal, when regenerating or using abnormal strength eyes turn blue and glow, eyes also glow at random intervals, resulting in a sharp personality change for a few moments.
Items: And old black jacket, the zippers broken, black pants and boots, also old and a rusted dagger.
Past: I lost my sister a week after I got my suit... I was blamed with killing her... I lost my suit 4 months latter... shes alive... I know it! I've spent 6 millennium searching for her... I will find her!
Personality: A depressing and quiet person, thinking of the real, but living in a dream... never giving up... but bored of life, letting time pass him by, he does nothing but search.
Drive: I have to find my sister... Shes alive! I know it!
Quirks: Smiles when people talk about him, doesn't completely listen to people unless they say the words sister and search(ing), Finds most things boring, when hes not bored he'll salute and smile widely.
Voice: Deep and rugged.
Theme Music: Ignorance - Paramore
Dieing Words: I... only wish I could of found my sister before I died... dammit!

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Gaianame: EhIee [quitter]
Character Name: Jeizabella Jensen
Appearance:
Marks: Strange tattoo on her face that she has no memory of getting.
Gender: Female
Race: Cyborg
Side: Is - with town
Age: 17 years old
Height: 5"8
Weight: Slim but weighs over 300lbs due to mechanical parts.
Abilities: Jeiza has incredible strength and her right eye is able to detect heat sources and scan large areas.
Items:Heat censored right eye/ ability to scan large areas and target opponents.
Lazar gauntlets.
Force field;; [[becomes weaker if used more than two times in battle.]]
Mechanical hook/rope.
Knee grenade launcher. [[right leg.]]
Armor;; slightly indestructible, but can be dented/scratched.. She was designed with a lethal program meant to destroy society. But the creator left a 'heart' within her which allowed her to think freely and 'feel' certain ways. Jeiza could not be evil, as her creator intended her to be. Cloth wrapped her head to cover her left eye which has been sealed shut. But her right eye is exposed.
Past: Jeizabella grew up as an average young girl. She was the typical teenager..outgoing, free-spirited and always looking for a fun time. Unfortunately one day after walking back home alone from a girl's night out, she was kidnapped and never heard from again. Months went by, but no one knew what happened to her. Unknown to most, she had been taken to a warehouse where an incredibly insane scientist was performing illegal and dangerous experiments on human beings. He painfully chopped of their limbs and replaced them with mechanical parts. He connected their vein to wires, all without any form of anesthesia. All of his test subjects soon died, all except for Jeiza. She fought through it, and was able to live. She unfortunately lost all her memories. The scientists forced her to perform evil deeds and pushed her to grow stronger. But deep within, Jeiza knew that what she was doing was wrong. So one day, she finally decided to turn on him. She quickly attacked and killed him. She could hear his cries as she escaped into the woods.
Personality: Jeiza is extremely quiet and reserved. Its hard for her to trust people, for she has been betrayed various times and treated horribly. But she is also caring and loving. She enjoys peaceful times, but she is more than willing to fight to protect people whom she believe to be innocent.
Drive: Jeiza does not know her purpose in this world. She has lost her memories of her family, so there is not much revenge that can be carried out. All she knows is that she was created with evil intentions, but she wants nothing but to be 'normal'.
Quirks: Tends to use an absent-minded expression when spoken to. She sometimes tilts her head awkwardly to the side like a dog when she becomes confused.
Voice: N/A
Theme Music: Rebirthing-Skillet
Dieing Words: Regrets can fill my mind, but my 'heart' shall remain strong and free from all.

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Gaianame: FatesMyBitch [quitter]
Character Name: Harold "Harry" Jackson
Appearance:
Marks: I have a scar across my left palm from when I was eight and I fell on a saw and I have a stand wound through my right hand where my sister stabbed me.
Gender: Male
Race: Enchanter
Side: Is - with town
Age: 300 (looking good aren't I)
Height: 5 foot 11 inches
Weight: 160 pounds
Abilities: I can hold breath underwater for 15 minutes and I can cast very extreme spells. Except for one location spell and a few healing spells are chaos, nature and destructive spells
Items: I carry a book called The Clair Bible which is incrediably valuable and I have been charged to guard it with my life. I also carry 5 already made spells, 5 healing potions and 10 river stones.
Past: My older sister raised me, my father was always away at sea and my mother was too busy trying to keep food on our table. I used to be a normal kid when I found this book wrapped in brown paper left ouside my house addressed to me. I opened it and my life was never the same. I quickly became friends with those of an odd nature as my sister would put it. They taught me more and more. By the time I was 30 I looked like I was 16. All the magic that was pumped into my body had slowed my aging process until I have basically become immortal. Every time I get close to dying one of my friends comes and gives me a last minute "gift". It seems that all my friends were more into the dark side and they showed me the powers I could have and the power that lay inside my soul. I was close to my sister until my non-aging started. She led an anti-magic campain against me and didn't care how much it hurt me. I still loved and when I tried to save her, she stabbed me through the hand with a iron knife. Before I left my house forever I stood and told her "That only works on the fairies." I found this town and I enjoyed the fact I could find someplace that didn't care about my powers.
Personality: I have a deep respect for women, especially those who work. I was always impressed by my mother and sister's sacrifice to give me the best. I distrust people initally but I enjoy company of others. I have a deep conection to nature and to the darker side of magic so I tend to brood and have dark moods. I also like to travel and I need to take trips often to keep my wanderlust in check.
Drive: I want to live, to protect and to learn. Since my family is gone I no longer can protect them but I can protect those who have done no harm.
Quirks: I continually use scrying die to make yes or no choices (should I stay or should I go). I also keep rocks, salt and other various herbs and charms in my pockets at all times to keep away bad luck.
Theme Music: From a Distance - John Barrowman
Dieing Words: "Don't -don't be sad. You were fantastic. And you know what, heh, so was I." I'm going out laughing. I will finally see the other side.

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Gaianame: Dreadmaster_Supreme [quitter]
Character Name: Clay Rutherford
Appearance:
Marks: An eagle tattoo on his upper right chest(pec).
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Side: Foreigner - New to Town
Age: 20
Height: 6'4''
Weight: 220
Abilities: Is able to create and command Ice. Because of constant training in self-inflicted sub-zero conditions, Clay's body is at peak human efficiency, granting him enhanced speed, endurance, strength and reflexes.
Items: A large sword he's made out of pure, unmeltable ice, a necklace that once belonged to Shiel, his master and friend, and a backpack in which he normally carries common antidotes and cures, not to mention a large and ready supply of extra shirts.
Past: Clay was taught how to use ice-magic by a master Ice Elemental, Shiel, when he was a child after he left his parent's house in search of adventure. During training, Clay once caused an enormous avalanche to come down by accident. As a result, his master sacrificed herself in an attempt to stop the ice and save Clay, later saying that she was to die soon anyway and that she was glad that her final act could at least be of importance. Clay stayed with Shiel until her final breath, encasing her forever in a block of crystalline ice and, while saddened, never once allowed himself to feel guilty for what had happened, just as his master had wanted.
Personality: Clay is a bold and brazen young man, leaping into danger without a second thought simply because he wants an adventure and is always bursting with cockyness and bravado, despite the circumstances or the position he's in. He cannot stand being told what to do and when done so, he gets the job done in his own way, which most always differs in what he has been asked to do. Is actually quite protective of those he cares about and even strangers, willing to risk his life for them, only to lie and tell them it was for the thrill.
Drive: To find adventure, in any and all forms n which it may present itself.
Quirks: During his training with Shiel, Clay was forced to live in a snowy region wearing nothing but his pants in order to get accustomed to the coldness of ice. Because of this he has developed the subconscious habit of ripping off his shirts at random, and rather inopportune times, as he is most comfortable without them.
Voice: N/A
Theme Music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7VAZ2SCPEE - "I Don't Wanna Stop" by Ozzy Osbourne
Dieing Words: "One adventure ends and another begins..."

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Gaianame: The DemonKing Of Darkness
Character Name: Shin Yotaru
Appearance: Shin before Masquerade Incident Shin eyes are red and they change to a darker red when he gets mad or a brighter red when he is happy.Shin is able to have the wings of his demon form out he only does this when he feels like it but they are big black wings that fit his body.
Marks: Shin has a tattoo on his back that glows red when he uses his powers.The tatto also grows with how much he is useing if he uses to much he could get taken over by the tatto nobody knows what well happen then.
Gender: Male
Race: Full Blooded Demon
Side: Was
Age: 18
Height: 6ft
Weight: 135
Abilities: Shin is able to control shadow beings they are good for juist about whatever he wants however one good hit and they poof away.He also has control over Lightning,and Fire he has super strength and speed thanks to being a Demon.He does not know how strong he can go since if he uses to much power he can be taken over by his demon side.
Items: He wears black sunglass to cover his red eyes he takes them of from tiem to time but he uses them so he can walk in the town.Shin holds two swords one katana that is all black the he has on his side and one big sword that is all red he has on his back he is able to fight with both at the same time but only does that when its needed.He also has a Metal coller on his neck he does not know what its for but its has always been there.
Past: Shin grew up by himslef his parents were killed when he was just a baby.He lived his life just tring to fit in untill he found out that humans were the ones that killed his parents.He then learned he was a demon after he now hates the humans and wants to destroy them all.
Personality: He keeps to himself he can be very lazy only says a few words if needed it would take alot to open him up and maybe he is nice.He loves to fight if he is not fighting he would be laying down.
Drive: He fights the humans to get revenge for his parents and to prove he is the strongest Demon there is.
Quirks: Shin will grab his metal coller when he is thinking he will space out sometimes doing this.He also trains when he gets bored without even knowing it he just starts working out or slashing with his sword.
Dieing Words: "Great fight don't worry i will be back."

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Gaianame: 11Guardian-Angel11
Character Name: Damian Flinch
Appearance:
http://public5.tektek.org/img/av/1005/d18/1356/321a999.png]Old appearance

Gender: Male
Race: Human/Desert Fox, more of desert wolf now.
Side: Was Rebel Is
Age: 30
Height: 6'1
Weight: 140 145
Abilities: Main ability is with cards. He can trap things in blank magical cards which he carries in his pocket. And he can reliese those things at will, so he has already random objects sealed. A side ability is sand powers. Turns into a fox Click here
Items: He has a spear like in the new avi, and a full deck of throwing cards.
Past: Damian has been a mysterious child ever since he was born. He was born in the forest surrounding Willbe yet the other half of himself was a desert fox. His fur was tan matching that of the sands yet in a forest. As a kid Damian was raised by animal parents and had the distinct ability to shift from human to animal. As he grew up his interest in odd magics got him interested in magical cards which used your energy to help seal objects such as weapons. Then at the age of seven he got interested in the minipulation of sand. As the years progressed he got better at sand and sealing cards. Many years later Damian had began training on the skills of a spear by himself. At the age of twenty nine Damian had began quite a master at his cards and sand abilities, learning beyond which he had already learned, such as cards with cards edges used for throwing.

Natureally Damian a year later had become a master of cards and sand, and was only now becoming a master of the spears. In resent days he's become a Was for his own mysterious reasons.

Being a Was didn't last for much longer after a couple of days. It was the day when Willbe was celebrating the Masqeruade right after the festival at the same time cloaked figures were doing a ritual underneathe; something went wrong. A seagreen glow shrouded the entire house and some part of the forest and because of that glow Damian had been in a sleep until five hundred years later. The whole area was changed since Damian last saw it, and he never new what happened until Damian ran away from soliders who had magical weapons to a man named Menace. Now that he knows the situation he's in Damian became a Rebel Is.
Personality: Damian is mysterious a lot of the time and does talk. He thinks a lot in battles. He likes animals and hardly ever shifts into his desert fox form unless he needs too. Damian is still mysterious most of the time, grieves over Dimitri, and doesn't quite like Jupiter even though she's Dimitri's great grand daughter.
Drive: His drive is made of different pieces of either fighting, wanting to know the thrill of a Was, or just the heck of it. To survive and follow the right path.
Quirks: He puts his hands in his pockets and fiddles around with the lint when he's nervous.
Voice: Damian has a young man, man voice. Has a fairly deep voice.
Theme Music: Has none
Dieing Words: Has nothing.

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Gaianame: i-master_momo-i
Character Name: Bucko (No known name)
Appearance:
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Side: Neutral "Opportunist"
Age: 27
Height: 5'7''
Weight: 165 lbs
Abilities: Very very very stealthy and swift! Also perfected the taunt.
Items: Pouches that things happen to drop into. A dagger. Burglar tools. Maps of the local area. A small emerald ring with swirls of amethyst worked into the stone which shields the wearer from most long-range magic.
Past: Bucko was brought up by pirates. He was orphaned and treated as their kin. At the age of 12 he would sneak aboard docks and steal from the locals. By the age of 14 he was sneaking aboard ships and assassinated captains. His captain died of scurvy and mutiny reigned when Bucko was 16. He became a wandering rouge. That's when he happened on this town.
Personality: Humorous, taunting, and often distracting. Curious and gets into everything! Something gone missing? Its probably one of Bucko's pouches. He is very loyal as in insulted if you suspect him of stealing or cheating. After all, he just picked up so a thief wouldn't steal it!
Drive: Adventure. Treasure. Curiosity. Bucko knows no fear.
Quirks: Gets into everything! Curious. Questions everything. Very distracting as he can never sit still. Being locked up with Bucko is probably worse than death.
Theme Music: Come on Come on by Smash Mouth
Dieing Words: "Finally! The last great adventure!"

Gaia Name: A Wicked Dawn
Character Name: Aeora ( a-ore-uh )
Appearance: Aeora has very dark red hair - only distinguishable from black when in direct sunlight. It is without bangs, curls gradually and reaches to her lower back. She has pointed ears, similar to those of elves, and naturally sharp but short nails. Her eyes are strikingly violet in color, and are one of her most distinguishing features in their stark beauty. She is tall and slender - a body build reflective of her quick and graceful movements.
Aeora, like most of her kind, goes barefoot so that she can feel changes in the earth, and changes on top of it.

Marks: Tattoo on her left palm. The same symbol, but scarred instead of inked, on her right palm.

Gender: Female

Race: She is one of the Dier ( die-ur ) - a race not commonly encountered. They have a rich past, though I shall only briefly state their defining features. Dier are naturally immortal - when one of them recognizes the wish to die, they simply go into an eternal slumber to make room for new additions to the clan. Aeora is part of the most recent generation, which included herself and three others to be born. In the ancient past, the Dier paid a high price for their immortality - a bloodlust that can, over time, be tamed by the Elders of the Dier clans, but can never truly be overcome. In that right, they have some similarity to vampires, though that is where the reseemblance ends. This bloodlust is widely hated by the Dier, because submitting to it forces the Dier closer to something terrible. If any one of the Dier feeds too often throughout their lifetime, they will begin to suffer a great insanity. Audio and visual hallucinations will occur first, and will grow to such an overwhelming state that the victim will be rendered near useless, subjegated to the darkness of their minds. The Dier is then cast out, since they are of no further use to the clan, and they are made an example of for future generations to fear.

Another important feature of the Dier is their intimate connection with nature and the world around them. The communicate not only with the nature of the present, but can visualize what events, creatures, or things touched that same spot of land however many years ago. As such, the Dier can essentially see into the past, though this ability is null when they are in a man-made area, and only their vision works when in this state - all their other senses are null. Their connection to nature imbues the Dier with other assorted abilities, such as feeling vibrations in the earth through their bare feet. They can feel changes in weight distribution about a half mile in every direction around them. This makes it very difficult to sneak up on a Dier, in most situations.

Side: Was - against town
Age: Appears about 22. In actuality, she is much older, as is characteristic of her species.
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 124 lbs, approximately

Abilities: Pre Time Shift: Aeora's speed is considered a talent, even amongst the most skilled of the Dier. This coupled with her ability to judge situations well and anticipate an opponents moves creates a lightning quick foe. While she has only above average strength, she will use her speed to create a significant amount of momentum with which to use her body and weapons to her advantage.

Aeora has the ability to disintegrate any part of her body at will - an ability known to the Dier as "Videre" ( vee-dehr-uh ). This allows her to move through objects such as weapons, people, or elements (i.e. fire), and return to her normal state of being the next moment if she so wishes. This is a hereditary ability in certain families of the Dier, and hints at the unique nature of the one who wields it. Coupled with her speed, Aeora can disintegrate and move quickly to reach places in such a way as to seem invisible momentarily. While using Videre, however, she is unable to interact with physical objects. This means she cannot attack while using Videre. Her senses are also limited while in this form - she cannot see, hear, smell, taste, or feel anything. However, the Dier's sixth sense of being able to sense weight distribution carries over in the form of being able to sense movements and changes in the atmosphere around her.

If she is near death, another power awakens. The tattoo in her left palm opens up to a "black hole" of a mouth with exposed teeth - not literally a black hole, but when pressed to the mouth of an enemy, can essentially suck the life force out of said enemy if given a moment to work. If it isn't given the full amount of time to drain life, then it will simply stun or paralyze the target momentarily, given Aeora a moment to escape, if necessary. This is a common ability amongst the Dier and is known as the "Onde Selv." There is a high price to pay in using this ability, however. It reawakens the Dier's bloodlust with a vengeance, forcing the Dier closer to the insanity of those who submit to their hunger, in the form of the immediate need to feed. The user of Onde Selv is heavily weakened until they feed. Because of these negative side-effects, a Dier will only use Onde Selv as a last resort, if at all. Some go their entire existences without using it even once. Aeora herself has not used it yet.

Abilities Post Time Shift: Aeora has gained the ability to, while using Videre, enter the body of any creature to possess it - and control it. Lesser minded creatures have no defenses against Aeora's mental invasion, but those who have honed their skills and have awareness of their inner minds stand a chance at keeping at least partial control. Aeora has named this ability "Avere."

Items: Pre Time Shift: She is equipped with a lightweight armor of Dier hunters, which appears to have the consistency and appearance of regular clothing until closer inspection proves that it provides more than adequate protection. Aeora wears a pair of black gloves with Dier ritual writing engraved on them - when used properly, these gloves are able to produce sharp knives attatched to their fingers. The knives are, of course, of Dier make and as such are unparalelled in their material's strength.

Her favored weapons, however, are a pair of rather long daggers. These are infamous weapons wielded by one of Aeora's ancestors - a founder of the Dier clan in which Aeora grew up. They are twins with intricate patterns on their hilts and engraved writings on their blades. Their names are known only to Aeora and others in the Dier clans who know the ancient tongue.

Items: Post Time Shift: Aeora is now clothed in an outfit similar to a wasteland wanderer. She wears a beige, frilled blouse with a comparitively low v-neck cut. The ends of her sleeves, long and worn, fall loosely around her hands, and the bottom of her blouse with its mildly tattered frills stick out beneath her faded leather jacket. This jacket has a stiff cloth collar which nearly reaches to Aeora's ears. The trim of this jacket is embellished with foreign symbols, though it is almost indistinguishable from the normal matieral since it is the same color. She wears two belts, one which hangs low, both studded with steel. On her shoulder steadfastly rests a strange mask , the inside of which is completely covered with white writing of mysterious origins. Aeora is unaware of this mask's purpose at this point.

Aeora wears a pair of long, fitted dark pants with a thin but intricate pattern running the length of one leg, though it is only a slightly different tone than the pants themselves. As always, Aeora is barefoot.

The clothings' appearance is decieving, however, since the material they are made out of is even stronger than her previous attire, offering significant protection like chainmail. She is still in possession of her black hooded traveling cloak, though it is now embroidered with white symbols - a Dier enchantment meant to offer increased protection from the elements (i.e. fire and frost).

Aeora's black gloves have been transformed. They are now visible as simple black lines on the backs of her hands and down her fingers, and they still produce thin and deathly sharp knives attatched above Aeora's fingertips. The knives are no longer made of simple metal, however. They appear to be made out of some magical energy that Aeora is not familiar with, but it seems to be able to cut through most natural materials with ease.

Aeora's favored knives have remained largely unaltered by the time shift, though the Dier symbols engraved into them now glow with a faint and foreign energy. This is possibly magical, and appears to have bestowed the daggers with a sort of draining field around them that comes into effect when they have been drawn. This field of magical energy is reminiscent of the draining force present at WillBe's masquerade, though at a smaller level. With every cut they seem to fatigue most enemies - making them fall short of breath, appendages become numb, headaches begin, and various other draining effects that appear to affect the victims individually and for the most part uniquely.

Past: Aeora was born unto a funeral. To make room for her in the clan's life, one member had previously decided to fall into the eternal slumber, and as is tradition the clan would hold a funeral and birthing ceremony simoltaneously. Part of the birthing ceremony includes tattooing the new child on the palm of their left hand - this tattoo is an ancient symbol similar to the Celtic symbols of the human world and symbolizes the immortality gained by the Dier, but by no small price. The Dier grow and learn quickly throughout childhood, and the aging process begins to slow down around their 16th birthday. It was at this time that Aeora was recognized as having rebellious views on the Dier culture, though she also held great love for her clanspeople and the life she led.

Perhaps the Elders' tolerance of Aeora's intial rebellious attitude was due in part to the presence of the Videre in the young Dier, or perhaps it was because of Aeora's rich ancestry in the Dier history. Whatever the case, they paid no mind to her new ideas until years later, when Aeora attempted to gain Elder status by staging a figurative coup with the followers she had collected amongst her people. She did this without intended violence, but the Elders took it as an enormous threat to their continued rule, and exiled Aeora from the clan.
This did not occur without a struggle. Aeora would have simply stepped down proudly, had exile not also entailed the forced scarring of a symbol into her right hand - a twisted reflection of the proud tattoo she carries on her left.

That was 47 years ago - though Aeora has barely aged since. The day of her exile is as fresh in her face as it is in her mind. It scarred her further than her right palm, and she has not loosened her grip on the grudge which plagues her and drives her to gain greater power and greater knowledge until she can once again return to her clan - whether peacefully or by force is irrelevant to her.

Personality: The Dier are naturally a race steeped in tradition. Perhaps it is due to her comparitively young age, but Aeora does not favor the traditional mindset of her clanspeople past a certain point. She values their connection to nature, and like her fellows is vehemently opposed to man's interference in the ways of nature.
She can seem to have a blatant lack of empathy, but this is due to her reluctance to confide her regrets to anyone. Aeora does not believe in innocence, though in the past she has refused to kill children. She is often blunt and realistic with her words, and her emotions rarely surface in everyday conversation.

Aeora is a centered and calm sort of woman. She will not immediately stoop to violence, though is constantly prepared for it. While she is naturally calm, she does harbor an intense anger from her days of exile-this is a weapon in its own rite. Aeora is opposed to opinions that there is only light and dark in the world, and sees herself as proof that there is indeed a grey area that has yet to be fully defined. She values the practice of meditation as a form of training, is naturally a philosophical thinker and is a very passionate artist. She isn't a firm believer in love, though she does put faith in passion and the respect of equals.

Drive: On the surface, she appears to wish to gain power and knowledge as to combat those who exiled her from the place she knew as home. Under the surface, however, she may have other, more intricate, intentions.

Quirks: To calm herself, she will trace the scar on her right palm and murmur a Dier mantra to herself.

Voice: 0:03 - 0:10; though slightly more zen.

Theme Music: Overal: Lux Aeterna
Occasional battle music: In the House - In a Heartbeat ; With emphasis from 2:10 - 3:30.

Dying Words: "Know that when this place lies in ruins as a victim of time, I shall live on through the nature of the beast and the nature of my people - the nature to question, and to rebel. I will not die, not even now."

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Gaianame: DarkChevalierAngel
Character Name: Chela Vilixion Rampage (Called C.V. or Rampage)
Appearance: Her eyes are bright, almost neon lavander, with gold swirling in them.
Marks: none
Gender: Female
Race: A Shapeshifting Assassian
Side:Is-with town
Age: 17
Height: 5ft, 10in
Weight: 130 lbs.
Abilities:
+ shapeshift into any human and copy any human's apperance, old, young, male or female.
+ shut you up with one glare, ALWAYS
+ always hit her target with percision, and takes something when she hits (Ex. will to fight, emotion, decreasing your mobility, etc...)
+ Can't run and turn at the same time. (Chela can move extremly fast, but if she has to turn, she slows down, or completly stops.)
Items: She always wears brass knuckles, but they are actually made out of silver, and have runes in electric blue enscribed on them. Has daggers always on her, they are curved, with creveses in them. They are jeweled at the tip. If Chela is in trouble, or scared, they will attack on their own. A whip wrapped around her left leg she always carries, it dosen't just hurt, it takes something she tells it to away little by little.(Example, she can make it take away your will to fight, your anger, your sadness...etc.) and she always wears her long gray hooded cloak that covers her eyes. She sees out, you don't see in.
After time shift: She has a grayer cloak now, almost black, and it touches the floor. She has a pair of fans she carries that fold to stay in her hair, or pocket. They can cut, and if they touch blood, it gets soaked up into the fan. If Chela gets the blood into her system, she can tell what your thinking. But only untill the blood is gone from her system, meaning her own blodd got rid if it.
Past: Chela was and still is a very smart girl. A gymnaist prodigy, great with weapons. She was always praised when she grew up for her hard work, and her sister Cardis, a singer and brother Nathanial, a pyro, were as well. But one weekend when Chela was 10, her parents sent her alone to her grandparents house for a vacation. She was running after the dogs, when she heard a scream. She came back and saw a bunch of men ordering her grandfather around. They saw Chela, and tried to grab her, but she managed to put them all on the ground. She walked to find her grandmother, and one of the men snuk up behind her, grabbed her by the hair, and took off with her. She was taken to thier hideout, where they ordered her around, punching and kicking her if she refused to work, or didn't do something to their liking. Who were they to order her around? If they didn't like how she did it, they should have done it themselves. After a very long week, her mother finally found her, and Chela was alright, the men had only kicked and punched her, nothing more. She was also going mute. But when Chela's father tried to hug her, that's when tey figured something was wrong. She karate kicked him into a wall. When she went home, she even punched her brother for trying to pat her on the back. When she tried to explain it to the women, they told her she was being ridiculous, and that she had to get over it. It set in after that, the never wanting to be touched, spoken to by men, or looked at by anyone. She even dislikes her own gender, and eventually became cold and hateful.
Personality: Chela is quiet, with a cold 'I'm going to send you to h**l' feel to her. She talks when she thinks it's nessecary, or if she's angry. Males make her angry, just them talking, or being near her gets her blood flowing, and not in a good way. She has that 'leader' quality about her, but doesn't like it when people look to her for things. She can be poliet and quietly gracious normally, but some days, she is just angry, out there, and ready to kill.
Drive: She wants to live life, and learn all she can from any experience. Chela wants to help others see their potential as well. However at the same time, she's secretly trying to get over her problem with males.
Quirks: Speaks in short rude setences when she's in a foul mood, or when she belives you need to hear something. She glares when confronted by a male, clenches fists when getting worked up, closes eyes when there's alot of noise. She shuts down when asked questions, ordered around, or feels weak. Also, being held or touched by a male, will make her angry, and she will panic, thrasing and yelling. Chela won't look you in the eye if she's feeling threatened.
Voice: It's low and dark sounding, with a cold hating sound to it.
Theme Music: Before Time skip, on a good day, it's Far Away by Miku Hatsune. If she's angry it's Run Devil Run by Girls Generation
After time shift: There is no love by Gummy and Karma by Alicia Keys
Dying Words: "To live, is to die, to die is to live. Pure has now become impure, impure has become pure." (The only helpful thing Kikyo from Inuyasha has ever given us.)

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Gaianame:Hadron666
Character Name:Tyrrannus[deceased]
Appearance: without the turret
Gender:male
Race:abomination
Side:Was
Age:150
Height:6'2
Weight:210 lbs
Abilities:spawn miniature version of self; telepathy; telekinesis; tentacles stretch to 10m; acidic spit; claw stretchs to 30m; vision is a fusion of normal human, infrared, and X- ray vision; enhanced hearing; enhanced smell.
Items:junk armor, sword made from scrap
Past:A failed experiment, Tyrranus survived many challenges that would have instantly killed lesser beings. He has now settled in Willbe to gain power.
Personality:His personality has both extremely serious and ridiculously silly, but nothing in between. He becomes either a tactician or a berzerker in combat.
Drive:His goal is to get much power, if not immortality, to protect himself from further threats. He will do anything necessary to reach this goal.
Quirks: Lashing tentacles about; sending random thoughts into peoples minds; drooling; making small objects fly; flexing and unflexing hands.
Voice: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kva-q20gry0 1:09 - 1:30
Theme Music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=koj97r6gOXk&feature=related
Dieing Words:Thank you for releasing me from this torment.

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Gaianame: Pandideh
Character Name: Miri
Appearance: ⋙⋙⋙
Marks: Scar across her stomach
Gender: Female
Race: Undead
Side: Was
Age: 32
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 141
Abilities: Immune to spells and magic
Items: Three knives, two concealed, one visible in her pocket. Sunglasses.
Past: Miri's last living moments consisted of: a man she wished she never knew, a bloody knife, and the loss of her baby. Other than that, she doesn't want a past.
Personality: Flippant, lazy, fearless, mean
Drive: She likes to destroy
Quirks: She smiles rarely
Theme Music: The Beautiful People by Marilyn Manson
Dieing Words: "Nut up, or shut up."

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Gaianame: OneWeekRainisu[quitter]
Character Name: William T. Spears
Appearance:

Marks: He doesn't have any strange marks.
Gender: Male
Race: Shinigami
Side: Foreigner
Age: ? looks 26
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 192lb
Abilities: He is rather light on his feet, and can jump fairly high, he can also teleport, but he mostly uses his death scythe. His scythe is a double-sided clipper that is able to extend to unknown lengths. When cutting(deep enough to kill)someone with his Scythe, their past memories are played out like a video reel; this is referred to as "Cinematic Record". You do not die from this unless your will is very weak. He is able to catch fast moving objects, such as bullets, knives, and other random crap that can be throwen by hand. He can also heal rather quickly, but if he were to be damaged enough he would die. He is very skilled in combat, and knows how to take down an enemy.
Items: His scythe, a cell phone, pen and paper to write stuff Grell does stupid down on, a death note, his glasses.
Past: Not much is known about it, and I don't think he would tell anyone.
Personality: loyal, Strict, penny pincher.
Drive: To do the best job he can and become chief over the England Shinigami division.
Quirks: Always beating up Grell, also likes to adjust his glasses with his scythe.
Voice: Noriaki Sugiyama
Theme Music: Solemn hour
Dieing Words: You will DIE. (I don't think you could kill him....)

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Gaianame: Number9Hearts
Character Name: Jupiter “Shift” Mercer
Appearance:
She has cat ears and they’re usually grey.
Marks: Henna tattoo on her feet.
Gender: Female
Race: She is human but tends to wear costume cat ears just because it makes her stand out.
Side: Is rebel
Age: 20
Height: 5’2”
Weight: 100 lbs
Abilities: She is a shapeshifter
Items: She always has gum with her. She has a necklace of a small dragon. She has a bracelet of a dragon that winds up her arm. It looks like this but goes all the way up to her elbow. http://www.jewelsfile.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/john-hardy-dragon-kick-silver-cuff-jewelry-fashion-1-250x250.jpg
Past: Jupiter had daddy-issues. When she was eleven her father left. Just up and left. He told her a story like every night and when she woke up he was gone. After that she went into the basement where her father worked every spare moment she had. She learned everything she could about everything she could. She read everything from memoirs to mystery novels. As she grew she began to look for her father. Being the odd one out in school she wasn’t noticed when she was gone. When she graduated she was valedictorian. He had married another women but had been killed. He was killed by the people of the town and she wants to get revenge
Personality: Calm, witty, sly, tough, cold to people she doesn’t know. Jupiter is smart and intuitive.
Drive: Her drive is to remain free.
Quirks: Blinks a lot when lying. Stutters when nervous.
Voice: Impish.
Theme Music: Do what you want-OkGo
Dieing Words:”Death is the only thing everyone in the world has in common.”

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Gaianame: 11Guardian-Angel11
Character Name: Hoshi Masami Aya
Appearance:

Marks: She has a black ancient looking tattoo on her left arm that stretches from her left shoulder and the left side of her torso down her left arm. She also has black stripe tattoo on her right arm. Both tattoo's are covered up by her clothing.
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Side: Rebel Is
Age: 29
Height: 5'3
Weight: 130
Abilities: Hoshi can manipulate her energy and do various things with it. She can sense a number of energies at once.
Items: Yoshiko's giant shurikan and a scythe.
Past: Hoshi was born many years after the event in Willbe. Instead of red hair like Yoshiko, Hoshi got black hair which was from her father, her mother had red hair. Being born a decendant of Yoshiko she was hard on the outside and good on the inside, plus she's been a Rebel Is since her mother lived on and became a Rebel Is. As she grew older she was trained, and because she honored her ancestor Yoshiko Hoshi trained with the same shurikan and a scythe larger than the miniature one Yoshiko used. Along with her weapon training Hoshi learned martial arts. Years later, Hoshi had mastered her weapon training, energy training, and martial arts training and finished perfecting it at the age of twenty eight. Now, she fights with the Rebel Is.
Personality: Hoshi is a tough, loving, mean, stubborn son of a gun. She hates to see the killing of innocents and hates to kill innocents, but she is mean, hateful and has a temper, but underneath all that ruff rock is soft fluffy goodness. In order to get to that goodness you'd haft to dig, but you'd never suspect her to be nice by just meeting her.
Drive: I want to become the strongest.
Quirks: She scratches her neck when nervous and crosses her arms and pats her right foot on the floor when she is waiting impatiently, often.
Voice: She has a tough young woman kind of voice voice.
Theme Music: Still in the dark by Guilty Gear
Dieing Words: "Send me out with a bang."

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Gaianame:Serphrim [quitter]
Character Name:Nala Treebear
Appearance:
Marks: A silver tribal mark on her forehead
Gender:Female
Race: Elf. Has knowledge and wisdom among the past years. Has a keen sense of hearing, agility, and are very lightweight.
Side: Foreigner
Age:20
Height:5'6"
Weight:130
Abilities: Can use the wind element, and has speed.
Items: I carry a black pouch on my belt, which holds the elvish elixir for health. A bow and a small obsidian dagger.
Past: In the town of WillBe, the mystery soldier seek around each corner. As an elf who has been hiding in the woods for several years with the rest of the Elves. In Nataboro, It's what we call our woodland homes. We live inside the trees and the only was to enter is through the magical barrier that only lets elves enter. A year ago my brother left the village and entered the city of WillBe. I was curious to why he suddenly left. So I began to train till I was swift as the wind and light enough that not even a mouse could hear me. So my journey began on trying to enter the city. I knew not what type of protection they cast or used. my only goal was to look for Sato. I left the village with the help of some of the hunters that would go out to hunt for food.
Personality: Curious of the world, yet not very trusting. I'm stubborn and indecisive at time. Sometimes I lash out without thinking.
Drive: Would like things to return back to the old days, and is striving to know what the magical soldiers purpose is. And why my brother was taken.
Quirks: When sneak up upon she will shoot an arrow if there a 100 yards of her, if closer she uses a dagger. Mostly out of protection for her life.
Voice: My voice
Theme Music: START//Scandal
Dieing Words: "Am i really dying...I haven't even lived yet.."

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Gaianame: Reku1495 [quitter]
Character Name: Alex Penn
Appearance:

She doesn't often wear dresses, though. Normally just a plain shirt and pants.
Marks: She has a burn mark on her back from when she was 10, and fell into a fire pit. It scarred her, but it no longer hurts.
Gender: Female
Race: Human-Fairy Hybrid (she's more intuned with the world, and therefore works well with plants and animals)
Side: Foreinger - For the Town
Age: 20
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 101lbs.
Abilities: Is able to successfully grow any plant she wants, because of her fairy blood. It also allows her to befriend animals faster than your average human. She's also quite the acrobat, entertaining her younger siblings.
Items: Alex carries around a simple quaterstaff. It's made of copper, with only the vine design curving around the tips of it to indicate that it's hers. Around her neck, she wears a silver locket with a photo of her family in it. On her back is her traveling pack, filled with her basic supplies (food, water, bedding, medicines, ect). Also, hidden in her boot is a small dagger, for hunting, and emergency situations.
Past: Alex comes from a pretty normal family, the only difference being that her mother was a fairy. When she was young, she really didn't think much of it. But, as she grew older, she began to notice how her mother was different from everyone else's. It bothered her for a bit, but she got over it, and soon discovered that she, too, was slightly different from everyone else. She was far more graceful, and had a knack with animals and plants. Her little brothers never seemed to mind at all, though, and the subject never came up with them. Even when their unusual talents appeared, as well. Luke could sense the weather, and little James seemed to heal at the spped of light. Her parents both worked, she Alex was often left in charge of the house, and her brothers. Since it's hard to keep little boys entertained, Alex started doing gymnastics, and would show her little brothers everytime she learned a new trick. They loved to sit and watch her flip through the air. She would also wrestle with them, and run around. She truly loved them, even if they were annoying at times. When Alex turned 19, she set off on her own, as was tradition in her family. She traveled around, and put her talents to use, taking care of animals. Along the way, she discovered she was quite good at brewing tea. So, she decided that the next town she came to, she'd open a tea shop. And, when she reached WillBe, that's exactly what she did. She hasn't been in town for more than a year, and yet her business is doing quite well.
Personality: Alex is a usually happy person. She loves people, and usually works well with them. However, she cannot stand arrogance or idiocy, though she does her best to hide her disconent. She was raised to be polite, and honest, caring, and generous, and find herself to be a very trusting woman. Some have said she is naive, and innocent. But, the reality is that Alex is quite clever, and, though you don't see it often, has quite the wit. She's a problem solver, and often does things the simple way. She can be quite stubborn, however, and sometimes her honestly comes out as rudeness. But, she means well, and won't hesitate to put her loved ones before herself.
Drive: Alex simply wants to be happy. She wants to find something she's good at, fall in love, get married, and have a family. She's far to modest to dream of anything glorious, she also wouldn't mind a little adventure along the way.
Quirks: Alex will drum her fingers when bored, or impatient. She also seems to twirl her hair when lying.
Voice: Alex's voice is soft, and light. It's gentleness sometimes makes other precieve her as weak, even though that's far from the truth.
Theme Music: White House - Vanessa Carlton
Dieing Words: "I suppose it's my time. I'm thankful for all that has happened to me. Please, never forget me. Thank you."

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Gaianame:
Arch-Drome
Character Name:
Numon Monstra
Appearance:


Marks:
He has four crystal spheres, two on his hands, one on his chest and one final one on his waist
Gender:
Male
Race:
Humanoid Drake
Side:
Foreigner
Age:
looks 25, actually about 510
Height:
5' 11''
Weight:
250
Abilities:
Able to fly at amzing speed, Shoot fireballs from his hands, Breath fire, and Transform between human/dragon form
Items:
He has armor plating from dragon lineage, and a medium sized platinum broad sword
Past:
Over the melenium, the dragons just like the Is and the people of willbe, never had very good ties with the was and never really wanted anything to change between their sacred society and thier brutish behavior. as time rolled on the dragons started to open trade with the people of willbe and would regularly attend festivals held their...up untill recently. At the chaotic explosion that destroyed the town, numon lost his father in the blast that decimated everything. with the most influential figure in his life gone, he has strayed from interacting with anyone from or at the re-built willbe city in fear of being hunted along with his father.
Personality:
He dosent really have a cold demenor but not a bright one too, numon tends to stay alone and quiet but interaction with other races is not uncommon for him. Intelectual's are just about the only ones that he can trust.
Drive:
Numon strives to figure out what caused that explosion at willbe and what really befell his father on that fatefull day, as well as protecting himself.
Quirks:
Every now and again, his tail will swing back and forth if somthing bothers him or he will look around to see if anything is out of the ordinary.
Theme Music:
Dust in the wind - Kansas http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=12DeNdF0KPA
Dieing Words:
"I've done all that I can, it's your time now"

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Gaianame:Sera Trystfall [quitter]
Character Name: Saerin Shadowstep
Appearance:
Marks:Underneath his bandaging, Saerin has a nearly transparent body. You can't see through to his insides, but you can see beyond his skin. It is a smokey gray color, but very few people ever even see him exposed. If you look close enough, you can make out Aryan features on him.
Gender: Male
Race:Phase Beasts are rare in best cases and almost non-existant in most. One in every billion humans are ever born with the special talents of these powerful individuals. Their skin is transparent and they're known for a near lack of sound when moving. Only when careless can they be heard even for a moment, and before you even realize the noise they are already gone. They live for three times the ordinary span for humans so that they can pass on their knowledge to the next generation.
Side: Is, with the town.
Age: 60
Height: Five foot, ten inches.
Weight: One hundred and seventy-five pounds.
Abilities: On top of his near perfect sound suppression, Saerin has another ability that is common amongst Phase Beasts. He is able to shift out of perceived reality, move through a different plane of existence, and reappear in another spot in the normal world. The ability is slightly strenuous, requiring him to take roughly a minute before doing the process again. He has the strength and speed of roughly two men, which isn't much by most standards but when augmented with his other abilities, it proves to be formidable. And though painstakingly difficult, he is able to take one person every twenty-four hours with him on his phase shift.
Items: Custom leather armor made from extra-planar beast hides, ten throwing knives, and two blades that are known as The Lich Fangs. The two blades were forged with the deadly neuro-toxin known as tetrodotoxin, enough so that the blades would be forever stained with the deadly poison.
Past: Ever since he was born, Saerin has been shunned by society. Growing up three times slower than everyone around him, by the time he was an adult, his own sibling were consider elders in their village. He trained his body to the peaks of human fitness and realized that there was more available to him. He took on odd jobs for a while, just helping around to promote some unity for him and his village. But that fell through, he was always thought to be a monster...but a helpful one.

So one day he actually took a job he didn't know he would be able to do, he was asked to eliminate the baron of their lands by a wealthy man in the next village over. Saerin learned then about his ability to phase shift, which got him all the way into the castle without detection and into the baron's chamber. He willed himself back and killed the baron, but too noisily at that. The alerted castle guards caught a glimpse of him before he phased back into the other dimension, which led to the destruction of his home village. Ever since he had wandered (doing more assassinations and theft on the side) until he made it to the town of Willbe, where he signed up to be one of the night guards.
Personality: Saerin has an extremely cold personality, preferring not to associate with people not directly involved with him. It isn't out of anger or anything, he has a fear of making friends with people who will be dead long before himself. But once he takes a liking to someone, his good-natured personality takes hold and he is fairly outgoing. This has maybe happened twice in his eighty years of life.
Drive: Saerin had heard that a legendary village was in need of someone with his talents, so he decided that it was his new course to follow. He doesn't care much about collateral damage and if you get in his way, he'd prefer just to take you out rather than ask you to move.
Quirks: Unable to stand still, Saerin is always shifting his feet every few moments. When asking a question, he often cocks his head to the side. When in a dangerous or uncomfortable position, he'll occasionally phase out into another plane do to his ill-mastery of phase shifting.
Voice:The Demon's Voice.
Theme Music: Die schwarzen Reiter
Dieing Words: This void that claims me will be coming for you, maybe not today and maybe not for a millennium, but you will get yours; this I swear.

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Gaianame: Lord Malaroth
Character Name: Tarim Edanis
Appearance: Tarim - Wears bracers over his gloves.
Marks: Right Arm Tattoo
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Side: Is - Neutral
Age: 19
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 178 lbs
Abilities: Ice Magic, Fire Magic, Truesight [Can detect hidden objects/people [his eyes glow when he notices them]], Town Portal [can teleport to towns he has been to before]
Items: His bracers can sprout a blade each. Like so, though match it with the bracers picture in the Appearance section.
Past: Tarim was born to a poor family in the town of WillBe. His father Yorick was a mercenary and his mother Lilian worked at home, raising Tarim and homeschooling him. When he turned 12, Tarim was caught in a fight between Yorick and a Was named Dramoth, who was an adept magic-user. Dramoth had shot an extremely volatile blast of energy at Yorick. However, Tarim was in the way, and he was hit instead. Miraculously, Tarim lived, but he had developed several new powers, including Fire and Ice magic, as well as Truesight and an odd teleportation ability. Yorick wasn't very happy about his son becoming some sort of mutant, so he left Tarim and Lilian to join the fight against the Was indefinitely. Lilian still cared for Tarim, though, and continued to raise him like before. When Tarim turned 15, a messenger arrived at his house with a message for Lilian. As it turned out, Yorick was slain by the same Was that had tried to kill him before, Dramoth the Archmage. Tarim couldn't face up to Dramoth with his current prowess, so he left his mother, leaving only a quickly scribbled note:
"Dear Mother,
I've left to become a better fighter so I may avenge my father. Even if I am not with you in reality, I will be with you in spirit.
-Tarim"
After he left, he wandered the wilderness searching for a teacher. He found an Is who had left WillBe a long time before and lived as a hermit. Tarim humbly requested to be taught the ways of the Fighter and the Is, whose name was Derik, accepted. Tarim trained until he was 17, at which point he "graduated" [so to speak] Derik's instruction. As a memento, Derik gave Tarim a pair of bracers that would sprout blades if he concentrated his energy into them. Ready to fight for WillBe, Tarim returned to the city and found the Is leader. He took the Rite of the Initiate and passed. After showing the Is that he was already trained to fight, he was accepted into the Is at age 18. He fought for WillBe, hoping to encounter Dramoth once more. One year later, Tarim got just that wish as Dramoth attacked WillBe once more. The two locked into a fight that ravaged the lands outside of WillBe. Dramoth, knowing he may have been beat, used his desperation move. Time Warp. He sent Tarim hurtling into the far future, landing in the old farmlands. Setting off for WillBe [if it still existed] Tarim's first task is to find any Is he can and learn this new time period. Little does he know, however, that the Is have been enslaved and reviled since the Masquerade Incident.
Personality: Tarim is a determined individual, committing to a task until it is complete. He is serious and focused, and doesn't let anything sway him from the task at hand. However, he is known to relax and hang out with others if there is not a pending task for him to complete.
Drive: Tarim's main drive is to avenge his father by defeating Dramoth the Archmage. However, after the Time Warp, his new focus is on trying to adapt to the new time period.
Quirks: Tarim's eyes glow when he is using his powers.
Voice: This: When Cecil speaks at all.
Theme Music: A Battle and a Beginning
Dying Words: "I'm sorry, father, but I have failed..."


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Gaianame: Azure Indigo
Character Name: Timid Deforte
Appearance:

Marks: A Giant Scar on his back which resembles a burn mark
Gender: Blue Male
Race: Phoenix
Side: IS controlled by WF
Age: Old as Time
Height: 6"7
Weight: 170 lbs
Abilities: "shoots" feather's out of his hands like a gun, able to puncture, skin, and/ or kill someone and is able to control fire. Phoenix's are unable to be die completely, they can die, but are reborn from a newly made fire in a radius of 500 km's of his choice. It is extremely painful for a phoenix to die, maybe even more than a humans death, so they hate to die. But WF made it so Timid is unable to feel pain...
Items: Two Steel Tonfa's he hides on his back on a brace with buckles so they blend in and is almost invisible when he wears a jacket, which he usually is.
Past: As a young phoenix Timid lived in an old town much like Willbe, always on the run being hunted down for his pure feathers, Phoenix's have two kinds of feathers, Disposable or Weapon Feathers, and Pure Feathers. Pure feathers cost a lot of money, why? becuase they grant the holder the ability of one wish. One day Timid was cornered, and surrounded by the towns people they jumped him and brutally mauled him trying to make him produce Pure Feathers... Timid decided to just starve himself and escape by re-birthing... As time passed Timid had never died before this point... he learnt it was much more painful then he thought, and almost gave in until one day... he was found in the dungeon without a heartbeat. In a burst of Flames Timid burst of of an old womans fireplace he gasped for air and ran... until he found the town Willbe.... after time when WF showed up he took interest in Timid, he captured him and locked him away each day asking him... "Join me... or I'll kill you again..." Those words filled Timid with fear, he thrashed and tried to get to WF but Wf just answered with "Your afraid of Death yet it's not real for you... Why?" Timid froze... "You want to get rid of that fear?" Wf said... Timid froze then nodded slightly... WF smirked and that was the last thing Timid was able to do by his own ways... He was now a Controlled... and a Prized on at that...
Personality: Timid is Mentally unstable, he fears dieing more than anything, he knows he'll just comeback to life but each time he dies he feels great pain and gains a burn mark... the burn mark on his back was from his first death... But besides his scared personality, Timid is actually very nice, and trusting, and shy...
Drive: to find those who accept him and love him
Quirks: in stressful situation's he rubs his head furiously
Voice: N/A
Theme Music: Jenova Project - DatsiK
Dieing Words: See you in the Next life.....

Len sat on a tree just outside the forest,, his mask covering his face, he began to hum a tune while he threw his scythe in the air and caught it repeatedly

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Liliana had been staring out the window of her room ever since the sun had set. Is this really what my life is reduced to? Killing for others safety? she thought to herself as she saw all the mortals scrambling to get to their homes. Sighing, she turned to her wardrobe, and pulled out her Is uniform. "Another night, another raid, more bloodshed." She quickly got dressed, attaching her dagger to her ankle. As she did, she thought she had heard something from outside, laughter and a slight hum.

Erizel laughed to herself again as the towns people avoided the gaze of her glowing eyes, looking from person to person, they flinched slightly as they took notice of her gaze, the patter patter of foot steps came from behind Erizel, confused she looked behind her, there was no one, then a tile from the roof fell and hit Erizel over the head, snapping her out of her amusement and her eyes changed back to the grey emptiness of the norm, the foot steps got quieter as the person on the roof moved away, it was strange... "What was that about..." Erizel said to herself as she got onto her feet and sat back down... nothing was happening, night time so much more fun than the day...