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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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 Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:05 pm
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Name: Angel
Age: 137 ~looks like she's 18~
Race: Vampire
Appearance: About 5ft 9, ankle length crimson hair with silver streaks, jade green eyes, She has a muscular small build. She has two tattoos, a black panther on her left breast, and a set of black angel wings that spread across her shoulder blades. She has a silver bullet tied at the end of a braid that starts from behind her right ear.
Fighting Skill: Kick Boxing, Aikido
Weapons: 6 ft Whip,black glaive, and several kuni
Special Abilities: She can transform into a black Panther, has amazing balance, agility, strength and speed. She can heal others by taking on the wounds herself and has the power of illusion. She also has a touch for relaxing people...lay in her lap, she will soothe your spirit in no time. Animals are drawn to her ...none fear her.
Other info: She owns and resides at the ~Red Dragon Syndicate~ guild With her Sisters.
She adopted a two foot demon named Jackie that she found during her travels.
Angel had an alter ego, her name is Mistress Crow ,Crow is everything Angel is not. Crows was Cruel to everyone. She is a Succubus and tended to get Angel into awkward situations. She still has enemies to this day due to Crow. Even though they have separate bodies now, Angel holds the power to absorb Crow once more, if the need came to be.
She has three other Personalities...
May...the suicidal teen
Satine...the timid child ....who is now a ghost spirit
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Draven.....the angry young man
Angelz Panther Form
Throwing Knives
Kept in her Boot
Kept in a Thigh Pouch
Right Wrist Pouch
Glaive
Panther Tattoo
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:08 pm
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 Name: Mistress Crow Darkstride Age: ~looks like she's 18~ Race: Daemonette/Vampiress Appearance: About 5ft 9, waist length pitch black hair, Has violet eyes , She has a curvy small build,she has four tattoos, a black panther on her right breast, a weeping fairy on her left ankle. She has black/blood Angel wings that she can hide. Married to Lord Yawgmoth on the cliffs on Sat Jun 04, 2016 11:46 pm Fighting Style: Dirty Weapons: Her claws a whip and well, her tongue. Special Abilities: Powers of Seduction, She can change forms to become what the man desires,telepathy and shadow magic. Shape Shifting. Spells: Blissful Throes Luxurious Torment Titillating Delusions Enrapturing Spasms Delicious Excruciation Delectable Torture (descriptions to come soon) She controls shadows and can become shadows as well as other various dark animals. This spell caster has several tricks up her sleeve and no one knows all her secrets....to tell would take away the mystery her presence requires. Other info: She resides at the ~Red Dragon Syndicate~guild in her dungeon beneath the bar. She is very cold, cruel and fears nothing. She holds a deep jealousy and hatred over Angel and is amused by harassing her sisters. The Dungeon: Standard accessories are provided such as ropes, chains, tie hooks, wrist straps etc... but feel more than welcome to bring your own specialty toys. Tattoos Black PantherWeeping Fairy |
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Mistress Crow Darkstryde Vice Captain
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Star VanHelsing Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:10 pm
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Star VanHelsing
Where she got the name she does not know. Was it given to her by the ones who she thinks were her parents or did she get it some where else, perhaps she will never know. It is only one of the many mysteries that haunts Star.
Apperance: She is a very attratictive girl. Her face reminds people of some one else most of the time but whom they can not fiqure out. She dyes her hair and her true color is unknown nor will she comment on what shade it truely is as it tends to change based on her surroundings and/or mood she is in.
Wepons: She has none that anyone is aware of. However she holds the power to use any wepons that she may have hidden at any time if need shall arise.
Special Abilities: Cake Decorator, resident bar maid, and accomplished witch.
Personality: Usually, you will find Star to be sweet and friendly. She loves almost everyone she comes in contact with. But if you were to push her to the limits and you might be surprised with what she is capable of. Instead of getting angry, she has learned to hull it all up inside and when the time is right, the wall comes tumbling down. This is when you dont' want to be anywhere around her. It is like she goes ballistic. It isn't that she means to do this. It is a reaction stemming from her past. Star has been known to get very quiet in times of anger, never do you want to push her to this limit. Should she become super quiet, you should question your proximity to her.
Star has blocked most of her childhood out of her memory. What she remembers are the ones who she calls her parents though she is not sure if they were her true parents are not. Her whole identy is rather a mystery not just to herself but to everyone. Her mother or the one she had called mother died when she was only 34 what she died of or how she died Star is not sure only the number 34 sticks in her head. After her mother died the one she called her father left her alone in the world why he would leave a small child to fend for herself is yet another mystery she must unlock.
From as far back as she can remember she was on the streets fending for her self. She was drawn to bakeries though, their sweet smells reminding her of a better time. Passing herself off of a curious child who only wanted to learn how to bake she would con her way into the heart of the best bakers at the best bakeries she could find learning there trade from them. In return she would would peddle their fares up and down the streets for them. Making pennies a day she saved these up while eating the crumbs off of the bottom of the wagons and only having a real meal when their kindness would buy her one. Growing up surrounded by the best bakers she has became quite the accomplished baker herself.
Looking for a life of her own someplace to call her own and the biggest dream of all her own bakery Star set off to find such a place. That is how she came to be here in the RDS. It was allmost like this place drew her here for some unknown reason.
Most would assume that Star is a kind hearted person much like that of her new best friend Angel. But Star holds a deep secreat inside of her under her calm smile her easy going ways and big heart lives an evil b***h who is very much like Crow in many ways. But Star tries to keep this other side of hers hidden and locked away. But if one day she was to come out of the hidden layers of her mind then watch out. In some senses, when this were to happen it would appear that Crow is one of her sisters, although we all think that Crow is not Star's sister, with some of the actions that take place, you would have to take a second guess on these days.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:11 pm
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Name: Daisy
Age: Daisy appears to be 18 years old, however her true age is not known. Her age remains a mystery as she has lived out in the wilderness since birth with her sister Star.
Race: At this time, Daisy has not discovered anything about her race. She thinks she is a human, however things just happen around her and for reasons she cannot explain. Does this mean she has magical powers of some sort? Will she use these powers for good or evil? At times, she appears to snap much like Crow, while at other times, she's just as loving as Angel.
Apperence: See Avi
Weapons (if any): She has no weapons, but reserves the right to use anything within reach to her advantage.
Armor (if any):
Fighting style (if any): Daisy has been known to slap with a dishcloth when provoked, mess with her family and you might find out what sort of temper she has, but on a normal basis, she is a lover not a fighter.
Special abilities (if any): Daisy has not found her special abilities, but there have been times when she has burned others as if she were a ray of sunlight.
Other info/ backround: Born into a life of poverty, Daisy followed her sister around the wilderness until they found Angel's bar. They found out together that Angel is one of the sisters. They all have powers. Daisy is just learning what powers she has. She's also just learning some of the magic spells that most witches would know at a very early age.
(as her character develops, I'll work on getting this updated.)
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 6:51 pm
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Name: Ali Keth
Age: 80 ( Looks mid-20ties)
Race: Vampire
Apperence: Link
Weapons (if any):
Knife
Sidearm
Primary Weapon
Secondary Weapon
Brass Knuckles
Flashbangs
Last Resort Weaponry
Armor (if any): Knee pads, Elbow Pads, Kevlar vest.
Fighting style (if any): Brawler & Hit'n Run Tactics
Special abilities (if any): Enhanced physical strength & endurance, Six tentacle appendages, Ability to walk in sunlight due to a genetic mutation when striken by vampireism, extensive knowledge of chemical components and appliable uses.
Other info/ backround:
Ali was a outcast from the very start. Left in an alley as a newborn, he was raised by a old female hobo until she died when he was at the age of six. Forced to survive on his own, Ali banded together with other homeless kids and stole to survive. As he got older the crimes grew in severity and brutality, planting the seed of a mentality that anything goes when it came to survival.
At the age of 14, Ali was taken in by a old Yakuza mob boss under the pretense that he would ensure Ali was taught to read and write, along with a profession that would suit him. In trade Ali were to keep him company in the bed chamber. This was agreed upon and true to his word Ali was taught to read, write, math and other vital subjects he would otherwise never been taught. In addition Ali was trained to function as the old man's body guard and enforcer, given combat training and ways to kill, threaten and manipulate others. Like a sponge, Ali sucked in every piece of training and knowledge.
At the age of 18 the old Yakuza boss lost sexual interest in Ali, and at the age of 22 he suffered a heart attack and died. Leaving Ali a unwanted part in the Yakuza clan and prompting him to leave. Turning to his profession and earning a living in facilitating the demise of others, Ali spent his time with his work, alcohol and women.
Until he picked up a hooker that sunk her teeth into him once he let his guard down, why she made him turn is unknown. Though not much changed, just gave him enhanced physical prowess and a new manner of taking out his targets.
Though with bodies piling up, Ali moves around so not to draw too much unwanted attention. And the more remote..the better.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 8:04 pm
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CHARAHUB LINK - PLEASE READ FOR MORE INFO
Name: Loki Thorneblood
Age: 500 ( Appears to be in her 20s)
Race: Lycan and Asgardian
Apperence:
Occupation: Porn Star
Weapons (if any): Teeth and Claws, throwing needles, garrote wire hidden in her watch
Armor (if any): None
Fighting style (if any): What ever works at the moment, though she isn't much of a fighter
Special abilities (if any):
* Ability to use her extreme healing abilities on others
* Shifting into a Full Wolf form with Silver colored fur and 7 foot tall bipedial "Were form". Can shift at any time, not bound to just full moon.
* Enhanced Senses, speed, strength, agility, stamina, strengthened nails and teeth in all forms. Can grow or retract nails and teeth while in human form.
*With her enhanced sense of smell she can also smell energy and magic, along with emotions and body changes.
*Heightened Healing ability: She heals faster than your typical Lycan.
*Higher tolerance to Silver (1 silver bullet wont kill her, being covered in silver chains will burn her skin and hurt like hell as her body will try and heal it. She will need quite a lot of silver to kill her, best way would be to inject it straight into her major organs while doing other damage to her. Best way to kill her is typical decapitation.)
*Immune sickness and disease, higher tolerance to drugs ( can run out of her system much faster and requires much higher doses, same with booze.)
*Can not turn anyone via scratch or bite.
Other info:
*is known to give into her beast nature.
*Claustrophobic
*Extremely lustful
*Loves to play fetch
*Has a fear of hypodermic (injection) needles
*LOVES Applesauce
Background: (( I use varied tweaked back stories depending on the situation, but it all comes from this general one.)
As stated before Loki is the result of a very odd mating, back when her mother Hope was no more than 18 she ran from the America’s after being hunted by humans there to Norway. There the female red wolf was taken in by a Black furred pack. Quickly her mother climbed the ranks and became their Alpha after being adopted by the presiding one. For three years the she wolf led the pack safely and proudly, it flourished and grew to adopt wolves of other colors and origins. Mating season was always fun for her, she would “dance” and court the other males trying to find one worthy and whom she shared a bond with a mate.
The night she turned 25 it was mating season and the she wolf thought it would be another uneventful time until she saw him. The large timber wolf standing back beyond the pack watching and waiting. That night she met the male mated to him and a week later found out she was with child. When she mated to him she knew who he was instantly, confused as to why the Trickster God chose her. Months later our little half breed was born. Her father stayed around for a few months then had to head back to Asgard letting Hope raise their daughter.
Growing up was rather uneventful she was just your everyday normal little Lycan who had a few quirks. It is when she got older than things got interesting.
At age 200 Loki ended up venturing off and finding a Pack of her own where she ended up meeting her Mate at the time and having two pups with him with a third on the way.
It was not to be a happy time for some in her back betrayed her for petty reasons and killed those who would not go with them. They attacked Loki's residence and beat her down and shackled her down on her back with heavy silver chains as they murdered her mate and pack before her eyes by crushing their skulls and bodies with their boots right next to her face.
She then had liquid silver injected into her body from various points in her arms and legs and was forced to watch as one of the betrayers shifted form and plunged his claws into her torso and literally ripped into her and pulled out her entrails with his claws before throwing the bloody mess on top of her.
They left her there for days thinking she would succumb from the silver and die, but given her mixed heritage she did not. It hurt her like hell, it burned her inside and out, but it did not kill her, her body was as healing as much as it could as fast as it could.
The betrayers then took her back with them and used and abused her, keeping her weak on purpose. One day though something in her finally snapped and despite being weak she broke free from her confines silver and all and sought her revenge.
After the revenge killing she ran, hard and fast away from where ever she was as they had taken her to some new place, some new country. Exhaustion caught up with weakness and she collapsed and blacked out only to awaken weeks later in a cell healed, nursed back to health, but on an auction block and draped in more painful silver shackles and chains that the people thought would restrain her. If only they knew.
Other:
* Due to her mixed heritage Loki can NOT turn anyone via bite, scratch or what not. She can only produce more Lycans by reproduction. Even then that is extremely hard as her mixed genetics gives her a very, very low success rate of getting pregnant or carrying a child to term.
* Likes: Wolves, Chew toys, Men, Women, animals, playing fetch, cuddling, getting laid, spending time with her family; mainly her big brother Fenrir, Applesauce. Loves the color Silver.
Dislikes: HATES Spiders, Dislikes silver made items, needles, being confined.
Edit: Removed some history
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 9:12 pm
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Name: Ryu Kage
Age: 1000
Race: Oriental Dragon
Apperence: Dragon form: A long oriental type dragon, black scales, golden mane around head and along back to the "fin" at end of tail, and golden whiskers, Silver two pronged horns and claws, pearl white fangs.
human form: He stands 7ft tall weighing about 300 lbs of well toned muscle, broad shouldered, he is indeed an imposing figure. He looks like a man of oriental/mongolian decent. His long hair pulled into a tail braid ending with a small blade, a short trim mustash and gotee on his stern looking face.
Weapons:
human form: No-Dachi(great sword) forged from the purest Adamantine and enchanted to never rust, corrode or lose it's keen edge. A Halbert that he summons from a lightning bolt, it's capable of dishing out lightning bolts at will.
Dragon form: Fire and poison breath, Claws and fangs
Armor: He's dressed in the typical armor of a samurai, black in color with gold trim, the chest plate showing a swirling oriental dragon in gold. The horns of his helmet match the look of his horns in dragon form. Even the handle of his weapons and their scabbards are black with gold dragon embossed on them
Fighting style: Mastery of the Martial Arts
Special abilities: Resistance to most posions, elemental magic (particularly wind, water and lighting)
Other info/backround: A being of emence power that he is practicaly worshipped and feared as a god to the peasentry of the lands he owns. Through centuries of warfare he's risen from a simple foot soldier of an older dragon to a Shogun of his own territory. He's learned to rule with an iron fist and is not above bloodying his hands upon those that would revolt against his reign. From his mountain stronghold he watches the plains below, as if daring someone to become displeased with him and thus end his bordom.
He is normally cool and collected in battle, but if he's forced to take on his true, dragon form, he becomes extremely violent and wrathful, because at this point his expected victory has not come as quickly as he thought. It's in this form his full power is unleashed, often causing storms to be generated without thought. His human form is his weakest, as he's used his power to encase himself in a kind of shell. Break the shell, and you have a shot as his more vulnerable self. But once in his dragon form, destroying him is next to impossible and defeating him would at least require power enough to rival the most powerful forces of nature. Hence why most go for subduing him. The best is offers of treasure, a common weakness of dragons, lands to expand his territory, even women slaves can be used
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2016 3:11 pm
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Name: Yawgmoth
Age: Unknown. No records of Yawgmoth's birth exist. His own boastful claims place him as beyond ancient, before the dawns of time and most stars in the sky. While likely exaggerated it is impossible to disprove him.
Height: 6 feet 8 inches/207.2 Centimeters
Weight: 298 pounds/135.17 Kilograms
Race: ???
Appearance: Yawgmoth appears as a tall man with short to medium length dark red hair often tussled about as if he just woke up. His skin is smooth and slightly darker than most. His most distinguishing feature is a pair of eyes with crimson iris that seem to glow when enshrouded in darkness. Lastly, sprouting from just above his bottom is a long tail roughly six to seven feet in length that ends in a finely sharp point like that of a sharpened stick. The tail is very rough and leathery feeling with an obsidian blackened color to it. He often wears black clothing of various descriptions and rarely has a shirt on as he feels they restrict his movements too much.
Weapons: He has only been known to wield one weapon when and if he chooses to use them. A massive double sided battle axe with a darkened metal giving the axe the appearance of nightfall. He calls the axe 'Purge' because of its ability to wipe someone out with a single stroke due to its sher power and massive size. The axe has no magical qualities other than being made of extremely high grade metal from an unknown source making it vastly superior to other weapons and resistant to wear and damage. The only noteable trait of Purge besides its unique material is its weight. It is extremely dense and weighs far more than what it looks like it should. Only beings with larger more muscular frames like his are able to wield it effectively.
Fighting Style: Due to the nature of his abilities outlined below he prefers to sit back and let his opponents attack gaging their defenses and weaknesses from behind his tank like defenses and strike when the opportunity presents itself. If forced to go on the offense he completely changes from stoic tank like behavior to radical berserker putting out extreme pressure on his opponent to keep them from mounting a defensive position.
Abilities
Darkness and Shadow Mastery and Control: Because of his genetic structure his affinity for controlling shadows and darkness is unparalleled. He is able to command them, empower them, move through them and even rip them away from beings who have a lesser control over them which is most everyone. This mastery also has the added bonus of making him completely immune to any magics or attacks that utilize darkness or shadow energy as his body will simply absorb it making it part of his own. Examples of his abilities include but are not limited to created grasping tentacles from darkness using them grapple, stab and strangulate, creating explosive energy orbs that cause anything caught in the explosions to rot and decay as well as being able to sense other shadowy beings. Due to this ability Yawgmoth is strongest during the Night when the shadows are plentiful and weaker but no less dangerous during the day when the rays of the sun pierce the darkness.
Superhuman Traits: Rather than listing each individual trait superhuman abilities of his body will be put here. His eyes are able to track all but the fastest moving objects and can see through darkness with something akin to night vision. His skin is more durable than any armor easily able to withstand metal weaponry, gunshots and minor magical damage. Due to this extreme skin endurance his body also maintains a higher burning and lower freezing point than your average person. His large size is not just for show, due to his muscle mass he is physically stronger than most (though may be less 'strong' overall) and is able to do everything from lifting mind numbing amounts of weight to punching with enough force per square inch to decimate buildings and more. His tail also possesses a large amount of strength often acting like a third arm in most cases trained by his brain to act on reflex. It is capable of piercing skin and low grade armor with its pointed tip as well as grappling and squeezing with more strength than a boa constrictor.
Necromancy: It is unknown when and how Yawgmoth learned the nercomantic arts, he says an old friend taught it to him ages ago, never the less is surprisingly proficient at them. Able to raise the dead as zombie servants or skeletal guards to serve his purposes. With effort he can mass resurrect the dead as zombies or skeletal servants though this usually requires a cemetery of some sort or a recent disaster area, basically some place with a lot of dead corpses around. Lastly he is able to temporarily zombify himself in an ability called 'necrosis'. Under this spell he does not need to eat, sleep, breathe and cannot feel pain and is still able to function with loss of limbs and vital organs. However, when the effect wears off (usually 2-3 hours later) he will need immediate healing if he sustained heavy damage.
Known Weaknesses: Since Yawgmoth is a being who commands darkness and shadow to such an unparalleled degree he is therefore logically vulnerable to light and holy magics. Aside from this magical/elemental alignment vulnerability he has a soft spot for cats and cat anthros included nekos, especially female. This can be used to gain an advantage if he has befriended one by threatening it. Yawgmoth also suffers from recurring nightmares and if a series of nights has gone by where has had the nightmares he will be exhausted and weary
Bio: Yawgmoth's origin remains a complete and total mystery to those he has not shared it with. What those few he's told do know is that he was once a great engineer or scientist of some sort before having an accident that caused his powers to awaken much much earlier than was planned. This caused him to be rejected by his foster culture and become nothing short of a monster. After a myriad of events he wound up upon the syndicate grounds. A bitter misanthropic sociopathic murderer.
Persona: Yawgmoth's personality is more aligned with chaotic evil. He does whatever he deems as "fun" whenever he wants to as rarely are mortals strong enough to stop him. This includes every crime from murder, rape, extortion, blackmail, kidnapping and genocide. He loathes humans and believes they are cockroaches. A plague upon the world to be wiped out.
For the same reason, he isn't too fond of elves and other humanoid sub species feeling that they have abandoned their basic impulses in favor of trivial things like morals and honor. All in all Yawgmoth is a character that plays the role of whatever suits him best in a situation. If it means being the villain for all to hate to get some amusement or if it means being the stalwart knight defending the land for the same amusement, it doesn't matter. To him the means always justify the ends and he acts to further whatever ends he has set to attain on a given day. He always says his favorite things are the three Fs - Fighting, ******** and Food and seems bored by anything else. |
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 8:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 8:40 pm
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Name: Kumouri Kage
Age: 30
Race: Tiger anthro (a type of neko)
Appearance:
Pictures done by Aliehs Slade (please don't steal)
Weapons: Ninja-to (ninja sword) Kunai throwing knives, Shuriken, fangs and claws.
Fighting style: Various forms of martial arts
Special abilities: Ninja techniques (both know and secret), uses shadow manipulating magic.
Other info/background: He is the soul survivor of the Kage clan, that was said to have been killed in a fire. However Kumouri knows the true reason and will tell no one. He has been trained both in the martial arts and the secrets ways of his clan and intends to carry on those traditions when he finally starts his own family and starts up his own Dojo.
He can be aggressive when in a fight, but is usually a calm and quiet individual. Having been an assassin for hire, he's learned to study his opponents carefully before making his move. Often thoughtful and confident, with a natural air of dominance to him, that kind that comes with apex predators. He can show a more tender and caring side, but only to those that have won his friendship. He does also have a mischievious, playful side to him that can sometime lead to people thinking he's a daredevil with a death wish. And perhaps he does gamble with his life sometimes, but really it's all calculated risks.
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 1:54 pm
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 Name: Michael Vincent Viceroy (Prefers to be called Vincent) Age: Unknown Race: Vampire Appearance: Long straight black hair, blue eyes, 6ft 2in, well toned, fair skin, labret piercing, pronounced facial features, cultivated facial hair Weapons: Fangs, nails, brute strength, whatever is around Armor: None Fighting style: Street fighter Special abilities: Speed, Persuasion Biokinesis: The power to heal or perform other biological manipulation, like stop a heart.
Electrokinesis: The ability to manipulate electricity and electric fields. Other info/ backround: Omnilingual: Having the ability to speak, or to understand, all languages. Power Bestowal (Conduit): The ability to bestow powers upon another person or wake up the latent powers of others. Power Mimicry: Similar to power absorption, except mimicry is the ability to absorb another’s powers while leaving the other person’s powers intact.
Power Negation: The ability to cancel out or diminish the powers of others.
Power Sensing: The ability to sense the powers of another person. Shapeshifting: This is an obvious one, it’s the power to transform your body into another form, like an animal. Teleportation: The ability to disappear from one place and reappear in another Other info/backround: Vincent is a reluctantly wealthy, mild mannered, graceful and well cultivated. His exact history is scattered among legends and fairytales. |
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2016 7:52 pm
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Name: Ziven
Age: Old enough, thank you very much. ^_~
Race: Appears to be elven
Appearance: Standing 5' 9" in height, curves in the right places so one won't forget she is a she, long blue/purple hair as pictured, blue eyes, and a sweet, shy smile from time to time.
Weapons: Able to use anything she can get her hands on, though usually uses no weapons, opting instead to use magic.
Armor: No visible armor, able to produce a nearly impenetrable barrier using magic at will.
Fighting style: Very little training in several techniques, her style varies and is often viewed as inadequate despite her expansive knowledge and stamina when fighting. Instead the art of diplomacy is her style of choice.
Special abilities: Able to use her ever growing talents with magic, and can learn most other magics very easily. Natural magics for emanate from her person and can also draw from nature. Her ability to learn new magic can also be a weakness, as too much of another person's magic can become overwhelming, especially with dark or holy based magics. An immunity to these or ability to use these can grow over time with consistent exposure.
Other info/background: Though she may be timid by nature, the thirst for knowledge drives her to seek more information and learn constantly. Rarely does she share her past, though most will learn that she has traveled for years, learned many things, met many people, and has spent most of her life alone.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2016 6:11 pm
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Name: Sangi
Age: 25
Gender: male
Race: Human
Appearance: A young man in his mid twenties, he's built like a slightly more muscular acrobat, or as some like to call him, a human cheetah, as in toned, almost no fat on him, weighing 150lbs and standing 5'10". He's got brown hair, pale yet still healthy looking skin and strangely enough, rainbow colored eye, which can seem hypnotic if gazed into for too long. He dresses much like the Harlequin clown with red, yellow, blue and green as the main colors.
Fighting style: Martial arts skills
Weapons: staff or knives, depending on what's handy at the time.
Armor: None
Abilities: acrobatics, illusionist/magic (?) and subconsious hypnosis from his eyes
Personality: He's a whimsical kind of person that likes to make people happy. He does have a bit of mischievious prankster side to him, targeting those that are either being a pain to others or someone that could be risky to mess with. He can be serious when needed, adopting a quiet and calm demeanor, carefully observing the situation that demands more serious behavior.
Background: Sangi was raised in a circus since he was a foundling baby, learning from the acrobats, circus clowns and magicians. Sadly, when he was just thirteen, the circus fell on hard times and eventually disbanded. Sangi did his best to get by with street acts till he ran a foul of some thugs. Thankfully an older martial arts master saw what was going on and saved him. Sangi would learn from this master till he was twenty when his master died of old age. He has wandered the world for five years now, making people happy and writing wrongs where he can.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 10:14 am
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(This is a D&D character, and yes, he earned all of this stuff, all I controlled was his personality, backstory, and actions not what he found and was given beyond what he purchased with gold)
Name: Malachi Strider
Age: 120 (Looks like he’s in his mid-to-late teens)
Race: Elf
Appearance: 6’5”, long blond hair (down to the end of his rib cage) and there’s almost always a few strands right between his eyes, lithe frame, wiry muscles and decent definition, fair and somewhat effeminately faced like most elves, long pointed ears, extending almost 6 inches from the side of his head which he can manipulate to match his emotional state, light blue eyes, his skin is unmarred by scars or tattoos (He used to have scars but one of his deaths and subsequent resurrections wiped his skin clean and uncursed him)
Fighting Skill: Ranger training in swordplay, archery, and some magic, as well as training in unarmed combat. Also trained in stealth and tracking
Weapons: Heavily enchanted falchion (Able to touch/harm ghosts, electric shock, holy damage, can negate magical protections), heavily enchanted composite longbow (Seeking negates the benefits of half cover and will also negate benefits of invisibility if Malachi knows the area the target is, confers energy damage upon contact, speed enchantment doubles his ability to fire arrows quickly when activated, able to cause holy and unholy damage), enchanted and sentient longsword possessed by the soul of a paladin that can telepathically talk to others called Oathmaker (Renders him unable to be influenced through fear, has a flaming blade, can heal all his wounds automatically once a day, can increase his physical strength by a considerable amount once a day, and at one time it was cursed to make it so that he could never back down from a fight but that curse was lifted although Oathmaker will still b***h at him for it), quiver with dozens of arrows with varying fletches to denote arrowhead type (Regular, bleeding, smoke, fire, acid, adamantine [yeah, it’s basically what you think it is], silver, cold iron [very damaging to fairies and demons]), and he possesses the materials to make several traps as well as knives although those are more for skinning game.
Armor/Apparel: Malachi wears enchanted Mithral full-plate armor that, as a result of it’s metal, is still light enough for him to swim in, as well as Mithral chain mail underneath. His armors enchantments include Champion (Holy protection against some damage), Deathless (Prevents him from being harmed by magic using negative energy like Necromancy), and Radiant (Can generate light on command [I've been asked by Angel to clarify, yes the magical light would functionally be sunlight]). Malachi has two enchanted cloaks, the one he wears most is his black cloak of resistance which bolsters his fortitude, reflexes and willpower. The other is a patchwork cloak called Planewalker and allows him to travel to other dimensions and realms. He also possess a ring of mind shielding, which prevents his mind from being read or any lies he tells from being detected as a certainty through non-natural means. He also has a pack which contains items like camp equipment and rope. The pack also contains a jar with his original heart.
Special Artifacts: Remember that heart in his pack? The one in his chest is the heart of the death god Vecna. It was inserted into him to resurrect him after he fell victim to a death trap earlier in his career, the heart conferred a healing factor to him, an immunity to dying from bleeding out (although that will knock him out of commission from anywhere from a day to a month), and the ability to give anything he chooses a heart attack once a day if he touches them and commits to it, and it provides another level of magical resistence. He also has an unremarkable wooden symbol of Erastil, the elk god of the hunt and an unremarkable arrow from his adoptive human father.
Skills: Malachi is a skilled tracker and can do it while running. Due to an interest in talking to traders, reading, and interactions with previous allies Malachi can pick up languages with remarkable speed, at the moment he can speak the following languages: The common tongue, elven, human trade languages (Varisian, Kelish, Osiron), Sylvan (centaurs, fey creatures and unicorns), the language of the dead, dark elven as well as their sign language, Gnoll, Draconic, Abyssal demonic, Infernal demonic, dwarven, halfling, gnome, orc, and celestial. Due to his understanding of his more favored foes he can fire an arrow and if successfully hitting his exact target can kill the following in one his: The undead, dragons, animals, humanoid monsters, and magical beasts (Although he can only use this skill once a day). He can move effortlessly in wooded areas, mountains/hills, deserts, and urban locations. Without magical enhancements and only his natural skill with the bow, Malachi can fire 2 arrows at the same time at such a rate that he is able to loose 16 arrows accurately in the space of just a few seconds and he can do so while running, jumping and otherwise moving. As an elf he does not require sleep and as such does not tire from time and is immune to magic that would cause him to sleep, although he can still be knocked out. He is also able to see well in low-light conditions as well as able to hear much better than a human. He is incredibly hard to kill and is able to keep going long after he should have blacked out (Die Hard feat). He can draw one of his weapons almost the instant that combat starts. His endurance is such that he can go considerably longer than most without air, water or food. He is capable of utilizing camouflage, although it does mean dirtying his white armor. Ranger training has led him to be a skilled climber, hunter, trapper, skinner, swimmer, tracker, and escort while also giving him the ability to read most maps as well as an extensive knowledge of healing herbs. He is also able to use empathy with animals and has a higher than average ability to handle them. He has an empathic bond with his ranger companion animal, Welker. Also Malachi has an uncanny ability to come back from death, having been killed in 3 different instances and being resurrected each time.
Magic: Malachi is able to cast the following spells: Air Bubble for breathing underwater, commanding a small animal to transmit a message elsewhere, Entangle a foe in roots regardless of location, Diagnose Disease, magically increase the mass of his blade to cause extra damage, can recall a lost weapon to his hands, allowing his arrows to ricochet, command local plant life to aid in battle, see in the dark, walk on water, look exactly like a tree for 20 hours if still, double the size of a living animal, increase the difficulty of swimming in water for others, becoming immune to detection through divination means, increasing the toxicity of a poison, summon an animal to help him (limited in size to large non-exotic mammals, except he can summon lions and tigers and bears)
Welker: (I need to say that I wanted to make Welker a tiger, but the DM said that wouldn’t make sense since there weren’t any in the area logically but somehow this wasn’t outlandish) Welker, Malachi’s animal companion, is a spinosaurus. As a spinosaurus Welker is naturally armored thanks to his scales, possesses a very powerful jaw as well as wicked claws. In spite of his appearance, as a result of how hunter’s bond works, Welker is what’s considered lawful good. Surprisingly docile he eats very little and tries to take down prey with as little pain as possible and will not eat caged animals or already butchered meat without Malachi’s express permission. Welker is decorated with white warpaint in an elvish style, as well as wearing protective steel armor. Welker is also named after his adoptive father.
History: Malachi was born to elf nobility, the son of the elf queen’s captain of the guard and a city judge. When his judge father fell in love with a cutthroat he was trying, he freed her, and kidnapped his son and fled with them both. The elves were set upon by the undead while traversing through a forest and the two criminals were killed, the last words of his father were to the ranger that showed up too late were to, “Protect Malachi.” With nothing but a name, the young ranger Welker Strider raised the infant for an astounding 80 years, however that’s not long to an elf. Although their time was spent training and making sure that Malachi would have the ability to survive on his own, he was still left to fend for himself at the tender age of 85, old to a human but still a child by elf standards. Believing himself to be an orphan he resumed Welker’s duties as a ranger of the forest, encountering multiple people to protect and escort. Malachi’s prowess eventually gained the attention of Lord Darius, a local lord who was aware of an incredible impending danger. He recruited Malachi to embark on a quest to quell the danger, under the guise of locating lost trade caravans in a nearby swamp. Malachi, alongside a crew featuring a younger elfin druid girl name Cora and her bear Mimo, a human cleric with a love for turnips and sex called Eluku, a part djinn wizard/male prostitute named Whisp, a half drow thief girl named Kiona and eventually teamed up with the arrogant gnome sorcerer Lord Mason. Once they set out into the swamp, choosing to cut through to see if they had gotten lost in the center, they found themselves in Ravenloft. As they traversed through the various realms in Ravenloft they saved a town from a necromancer that had driven his mayoral brother insane and returned the great Lord Sof to the realm of the conscious before reality crumbled around them. In their third adventure they found what they had really been sent there for. The old death god Vecna’s followers were close to restoring him to full power, and should they fail to stop him he’d travel to the center of Sigil and undo the multiverse and remake it in his image. While Malachi was able to take out the head priest during the ritual (This was when he learned he could shoot so many arrows in a few seconds), Vecna was reborn. After they were allowed to leave (Vecna had more important things to do I guess), they were transported back to Lord Darius. Raiding the ever loving hell out of his armory they took a lobster shaped submersible half way across the world to find a local tomb of Vecna to locate his old body parts that were imbued with magical powers that’d allow them to use his own sword to kill him. After many hardships they finally succeeded, and Vecna lay truly dead forever, the status of God-Killer now given to all in the party. Sadly Eluku, who had become Malachi’s best friend, had lost his soul to Ravenloft, being tricked by the realm into tapping into the powers of evil gods he hadn’t aligned with, and he was fully consumed shortly after Vecna was defeated. Since then Malachi has been roaming the realms to try and find a way to restore a soul to existence as well as more heroic deeds to accomplish.
Random Facts:
Malachi is a complete virgin, including romantic kisses
Malachi’s sense of right and wrong is largely due to his adoptive father and his love of reading stories of heroes
Malachi’s deaths so far have included death by necromancy, a Death Knight’s fireball, and exploded by a well of power
At one point Malachi handled a curse object that turned his hair black but that curse has still been lifted, however Malachi took his time as a raven haired elf poorly, as he felt it cut him off from his heritage and who he could have been
Malachi eventually did learn that his biological mother was still alive and once he returns Eluku to the land of the living he will find her
Malachi really likes dragons
Malachi once saved an ally from a vampire in an inn when he realized that those noises coming from the room weren’t sexual
Malachi is good enough at learning languages that with either a book or a teacher he can become conversational in less than a month
Malachi’s armor and weapons were enchanted largely due to knowing how he died and wishing to prevent that from happening again
Malachi is naïve enough to always give normally evil creatures the benefit of the doubt
Malachi is resilient against most attacks, however he is vulnerable to mental attacks
Malachi is Lawful Good but will shirk the law in favor of an appropriate good deed
Malachi was so against illegal activities that even when he knew that they had to pick locks to break into locations to investigate, he would either leave or just turn around and plug his ears
To prepare for their journey through the desert to find Vecna’s tomb, Malachi read up on the local cultures and learned the languages primarily found there… The tomb was about a mile in from where they landed on shore
As an elf Malachi can not grow facial or body hair
Due to his upbringing Malachi is very confused when he encounters racism or any other ism
When he was corrupted by an artifact of Vecna, his outlook on death was changed to one of Positivity. As a result of seeing his father die of old age when he was young, Malachi had a somber attitude normally found in elves that live amoungst the other races. Once death was no longer a bad thing, Malachi instantly became perky and energetic, cluing his friends off immediately
Despite being a hunter, Malachi abhors cruelty to animals and will hate hunters that take their time in killing their prey
Malachi once met a traveling wizard that taught him the finer points of escape artistry
Malachi may forgo the legal system if he witnesses child cruelty
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2016 11:46 am
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