Kings Forces:
Councel's Forces:
Name: Zelzon
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Race: Sea Serpent
Age:1873
Sex: Male
Group Affiliation: Counselor Coraline's Forces
Rank: Soldier / Beast
Gear: Armored Hide, Claws, Tail Spikes. His body is a walking tank. Keyword walking, outside of the water he is slow in his movements
Powers: Natural Composition for Defense, Land Transformation. In the ocean Zelzon is a monstrous sea serpent that many legends speak of. On land he is very awkward in his motions, unused to being such a small creature.
Bio: While Zelzon might have once started his life as a normal sea creature, shy of the world, and constantly fighting for his life in the ocean depths, somewhere along the way Coraline worked her magic and turned Zelzon into the large Sea Serpents of legends. His purpose was to keep the old world (England, France, Spain, Portugal, etc.) from reaching new shores in the America's. While his defense was a legendary acheivement, in the end man sent to many ships, and was to determined to stop. He has since become one of Coraline's right hand men in most issues that require combat. He also acts as her 'flagship' of naval operations. While the modern age may use aircraft carriers, and other massive steel construction. Coraline favored her biological weapons of the deep. While he has learned human speech over the years he often prefers silence, he is stil plagued by curiosity and has been the end of many ships at sea.
Sexual Affiliation: None
Team Member: Coraline
Other:
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Princess and Her Gaurds:
Name: Irilan Na'ta'talia
"Time is river, I am the guide, and mortality is the fog that veils sight from the eyes of those who row."
Race: Atlantean
Age: 27
Sex: Female
Group Affiliation: Atlantean Royal Family
Rank: Princess/Heir Apparent
Gear: None
Powers: Irilan is contact-trigger, volentary, post-cognicent.
She can also 'see' those she has bonded to no matter where they are at the present. Bonded is up to your descression, anywhere from lovers, to a trading of blood, to a simple kiss forming the bond, or even simply her having 'read' them with her power.
Her blood also carries a fraction of her power, and when it comes into contact with another being, that being is forced to face all the actions and events of their life. If they cannot accept that vision, and on a base level reject it, the blood in contact with them catches fire, burning hot and unstoppable, fueled by that person's own denial of who and what they are. Becasuse the fire is fed by denial, it cannot be starved for oxygen or put out by an other means then to stop the denial. The fire also will not burn anyone else but the one being 'judged'.
Bio (full): Irilan is a daughter of what is called the 'Timeless Memory' a specific gift of sight passed down through the Royal Family that appears every few generations, deep within the palace is a place sacred to the Daughters, where they 'store' their collective memory, to be retrieved by later generations. When she was born with snow white hair, in defiance of her parents' colors, they knew she was a Daughter and trained her as such, so that at the tender age of six she could visit that place of memory of join the Sisterhood held there in spirit. Irilan knows the far reaching history of her people in more then just story, but as a truth and reality as the memories live within her. But it is said that a Daughter of Memory will only be born to help the royal family in times of dire concequence, and she has been trained vigorously for that moment, and Irilan is certain, this is that moment.
Sexual Affiliation: Straight
Team Member: N/A
Other:
Irilan
Username: Reservoir of Memory
Name: Soliel Wrathborn"Live for your duty, die with honor."
Race: Dragon-kin
Age: 36 [Looks 19]
Sex:Male
Group Affiliation: Atlantis, Elite Guard
Rank: Knight
Gear: Broad sword and a specially spelled armband that Seals his "Other Form" because it is far too dangerous.
Powers:
+ Pyromancy: The ability to create, control, and manipulate fire.
+ Fire immunity: Fire cannot harm him in any form.
+ Draconic Heritage: He has the strength, senses, and agility of his Dragon cousins.
- He is very susceptible to cold weather and cold abilities/spells.
- He Cannot take off the Armband himself, and if it is taken off by another he will transform into a half-human half-dragon and go on a rampage.
Bio:
When Soliel was young he was considered a Pariah, a curse on his parents. Rather than being born looking like a normal human he had horns, wings, a tail, claws, as well as draconic eyes and teeth. At first they thought he would be able to handle the transformations, like most of his cousins, but the longer he lived the more powerful his dragon half became. He was unable to control his own power and found it hard to speak.
That was, until the day he met the princess. During a Grand Progress, in which the Royals would survey their kingdom, he was hidden away so that he wouldn't "scare" any of the fancy nobles. Playing by himself he found a girl in the forest with white hair. She had hurt herself on a sharp rock and was bleeding. Without a second thought he grasped her hand, and even though she cried out for him to stop, he licked the wound until it stopped bleeding.
For a moment she stood watching him carefully, as if she couldn't believe what he had done. Letting her hand go he smiled, showing a few sharp teeth. Voices in the forest alerted him to other people. As he turned to go the girl asked his name. Luckily it was one of the only human words he could speak at the time. after giving her his name he quickly disappeared into the forest.
A short time later men from the Palace came to fetch him, on request from the King. After they found a powerful magic user to seal away his Dragon self he began learning to be a Knight. Since then he has risen the ranks and become friends with the Princess, swearing to give his life to her in exchange for all she has done for him.
Sexual Affiliation: Straight
Team Member: The other protector of the Princess.
Other:
Username: JonathanAnubian
Guild of the Silver Lotus:
Name: Valais Sen
"Our principles are highest: honor, solidarity, and vengeance. We know there’s no justice for us except we earn it. We earn respect."
Race: Vampire/Werewolf Hybrid
Age: 29
Sex: Male
Group Affiliation: The Silver Lotus
Rank: Leader
Gear: Katana, a hand gun, two daggers
Powers: A form of super speed involving flashing in and out of time and space, heightened reflexes and observatory skills, as well as a heightened sense of sight, smell, hearing, taste, and touch, stopped aging at 25, increased strength and endurance, mild shape-shifting abilities, self-healing (can only be killed by substance and objects traditionally harmful to vampires and werewolves, such as silver), advanced martial arts and weaponry skills, retractable fangs and claws
Bio (full): Valias Sen (goes by his surname, Sen) inherited his position as the head of the Silver Lotus. It's a tradition passed down through generations and he grew up knowing that one day the responsibility would fall on his shoulders. And it was all he ever wanted. Everything he'd ever done had been to prepare him for such a life. He trained, he studied, he practiced, he made friends with influential guild families, he hung on his father's every word and then learned to judge them for himself. The premature day his father died, he became a very serious and hardened young man. He now rules the guild with an iron fist, but he does it because he cares.
Sexual Affiliation: Straight
Team Member: None
Other:
Username: FleurDeLyssity
Military SOG:
FBI Men In Black:
Name: Seig McAndrewsSometimes you bleed just to know you’re alive.
Race: Human
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Group Affiliation: FBI
Rank: Detective
Gear:
-Sig P226 Handgun
--Three Extra Magazines
-Cell Phone
-Flashlight
-Handcuffs
-Pocket Knife
-Shotgun + Assorted Homemade Rounds (Trunk of his Car)
Powers: None
Bio: Seig spend most of his young life in a broken home living with his mother. His father often find time for other things besides him and took up a job as a professional truck driver, which meant short and infrequent visits between father and son. Seig could definently be seen as the black sheep of the family as his mother remarried and had a further two kids. While his siblings could be seen shining like rays of son and being typical happy kids. Seig found comfort in being alone and rummaging in the darker ideas of life, such as the paranormal, and remain in deep thoughts of what made Reality. He eventually decided that only human language defined reality. Our realities are man made.
In the latter years of his high school days he was admitted after a massive panic attack sent his blood pressure into the high 500’s. After following standard medication, he was filled with a sense of constant dread and was eventually diagnosed with schizophrenia, after multiple tales of odd witnessing he had had for years. He rejected the diagnoses despite the desiese being in his genetics. He buried himself in work during his college days. Eventually going onto his master in criminal justice, papers he wrote on the field gained high esteem and he was noted for his understanding of the criminal mind. He was then picked up by an FBI scouter. Joined the academy, and became an agent.
It was only recently that he found that he had been haunted. Only recently he had dealt with a psychic and ridden him of the depression that had plagued him in recent years. Despite what the ‘brass’ liked he became interested in studying cases involving paranormal phenomena, and was eventually allowed into the ranks of the men in black. This allowed him to have more access to funds, and more freedom in his investigations. He is currently relocating from the DC office to New York to undergo studies of suspect paranormal gang members. Rumors have it he would finally be gaining a partner after months of working along in the basement office in DC. While there were more men working cases involving UFO’s, other issues in the realm of the paranormal are what caught Seig’s attention the most.
Sexual Affiliation: Straight
Team Member: Alice
Other: He was not surprised at the rise of Atlantis, as he had long sense known that the creatures of the paranormal did exists. Even in the ranks of the FBI’s Men in Black division he found many doubted his investigations. While it was accepted that UFO’s were real, even aliens were often thought as a myth. Most of the work was to investigate and be sure that no earthly beings had probed information detrimental to the US’s security. Everyone’s a critic...
Username: ~Lonewolf703~
Name: Alice Machiel
"Supernatural is a contradiction in and of itself, just because we don't know it doesn't mean nature didn't make it."
Race: Human
Age: 32
Sex: Female
Group Affiliation: FBI
Rank: Agent
Gear: Walther PPK, Two extra magazines with silver bullets. Short blade punching knife with glass spike on the hilt.
Powers: Alice is a phenomonal marksman, as well as a skilled researcher and secretary, she excells at anything she locks her mind on to focusing on.
Bio : Alice was a precocious child, and her mother was intent on her becoming a very sucessful business woman, and her theory on the best way to achieve that was to start young. Alice's father was a famous painter and her mother was his gallery's manager, they had worked so well together in the past and there were times when things required Alice's father's approval that legally her mother couldn't sign for and visa versa, so it only made sense that two people so married to their work would save the hassel of paperwork and get married themselves. Alice was never a consideration, her parents were rarely if ever physically involved, as evident by the rarity in which they could be found in the same room. It was not that they didn't like one another, it was just not a physical relationship, it was one of practicality. Alice grew up doing her very best to both acheive a level of accomplishment that would please her mother's harsh standards and impress her father enough that she might for a moment get them all three to interact together all at once. But it was not to be, when Alice was eleven years old both her parents died when a plane came down, bringing them back from a show in Europe. Alice's mother had a very explicit will, that included a section on the care and fiscal future of her child, Alice, if she should die before Alice reached her age of majority. Alice was formally adopted by the banker who held her family's trust in hand, and nothing was to be done with any funds save for what Alice herself signed off on. At age eleven Alice was already very mature, her sense of purpose and drive guided by her mother's strict outline. Rather then attend schools from which she could graduate young, by skipping grades, Alice continued her home school education, as well as a set number of recommended extracriculars and events she could particpate in through a local all girl's prepratory school. Her first stumbling block came when she was attending college and asked to declare a major, she gathered all the pamphlets she could get and after an entire light of studying them she neatly arranged the stack before tossing them into the air and snatching the first one she could, there by avoiding the long and arduous choice of trying to picture herself in these various positions and try and imagine a life as such. Alice was scouted out of college for the FBI and how she got the the supernatural unit is a mystery Alice hasn't delved too deeply into. Her family trust with careful investment has grown to the point where she could comfortably live off the interest alone, but her life has always been one of occupation and it would be an ill fitting chnage to stop that constant now.
Sexual Affiliation: Straight
Team Member: Seig
Other:
Alice
Username: Reservoir of Memory
CIA Project #51:
The Forgotten:
Name: Muramasa Oobaru'Gotta Run Till I Fall. Gotta Keep Feeding the Craze. Gotta Build Up My Walls. Gotta Keep on Digging My Grave. Gotta Fight Till I Bleed. Gotta My Head Screwed on Tight. Gotta Stay in the Lead. Gotta Make Sure I Win This Fight. It's Okay if I'm a Bit UnStaBLe'
Race: Fiend, Born of Man and the Madness of Wraith
Age: 5,789 Year Old
Sex: Male
Group Affiliation: Not Yet Awoken
Rank: Not Applicabale
Gear:
-Ornate Katana
-Two Gold Ornated Bajozutsu, Traditional Japanese Smooth Bore Match-Lock Calvary Pistols
-Decorative Robes. these robes not only feature amazing artistic features on a crimson red canvas, the silk is a special weave much like the first bullet proof vest designed to absorb blows, while a blade would still be able to pierce it, a blunt object would do a little less damage. To deal with blades a fine steel netting has been woven into key areas of the outfit. The fabric itself is covered in a gloss making it glossy, but adds the benefit of it being fire retardant.
-Umanori Hakama, or divided hakama cover his lower half. These are fire retardant as well and feature reinforced knee and seat design.
Powers: Dream Manipulation, Demon Class Strength, Illusion, Heightened Senses, Master Swordsman.
Bio (full): In a land where the one with the biggest stick could hold the others at bay, Muramasa was raised to become a great warrior, though he lacked any magic at all. From an early age his parents were unkown, and unneeded his purpose was for war, and to become the 'big stick' that would keep the councel in their places, but in war there is a sadness, and a helplessness no one can escape forever.
To this Day it is unkown if it was to many men ordered to their death in a single day, or a single day to many men died, but Muramasa walked off the field of battle with hands covered in the blood of his commanding officer, and the head of one of the members of the councel. An outpost in flames behind him. While he had at one time had no powers, he found power in anger and it seemed to have consumed him.
In reality Muramasa had found love. One of silence, but a deep love between another member of the Kings right arm unit. He had watched her die slowly in his own hands. And for someone.. so ready to fight, and kill, and die, love was not an emotion Muramasa knew what to do with, the agony became a burning hate. His blood boiled, and his heart turned to embers. Embers which would eventually burnout the cage of flesh around a soul at war with the world. Muramasa would be destined to die amoungst the ashes of others.
Months of terror were silenced as the 'Demon Blade' was silenced and placed into slumber. In this slumber he was thrown to the sea, and lost to the islands of Japan, where his madness overtook warlords, and peasents alike. Turning fear into power, and power into madness until mankind grew tired of war, and sheathed their swords. Since then Muramasa has become an artifact lieing in wait for a power to claim him as there own. A seal had been placed on Muramasa though it was unclear to him why, but the king bound the living essence of Muramasa to a code. If one were to awaken the blade with the power to reignite the embers of Muramasa they would bind him within a contract, and Muramasa would obey the written contract. At the end of the contract Muramasa would be free to roam the world again for three months.
Over his years of sleep he has awaited the day he would be free of the shackles in placed on him. Only the darkest of hearts could understand his plan, but the embers would keep him warm in the darkness, as his body became fuel for a fire capable of changing the fate of the world...
Sexual Affiliation: Straight
Team Member: No Contracted Personal at This Time
Other: According to Legends should there be Another Blade Demon by the name of Musamune, the two would likely grow heated towards each other.
Username: ~Lonewolf703~
Others: