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 Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 10:07 pm
Appearance Name:Ap'sum [AP-SM-p104-pn3] ((Anti Personnel - Special Model - Prototype 104 - Production Number 3)) Age:1 (( Appears to be Seventeen)) Hair: Strawberry Blonde that reaches to his shoulders. Eyes: His left eye is Purple while his right is lime green. Skin: Extremely pale with heavy red tint. Build: Strong/Slender Weight: 263 lbs ( Opt.) Height: 6' 5" Measurements: n/a Unique: His right leg right above the knee had to be amputated after it was affected my an unknown agent, as to stop the spread. In its place he has a bio-mechanical replacement that has three forward facing 'toes/claws' and two backwards facing. He also has a prosthetic left arm whose origin is just above the left shoulder, although all that reveals this is a slight outline. Of this, the only other strange thing is the tatoo he has on his right breast that reads "AP-SM-p104-pn3". Miscellaneous Personality: Erratic, Ap'sum is unpredictable in his behavior. Sometimes secluded and quiet, while other times outgoing and energetic. When put in high stress situations however, he seems to become unusually calculated. History: Created by the small experimental technology firm known as EAPII... Here are the research logs which were attached with his shipment.... Lab 14-12-B-2 Reports, abridged Day 237: ...The biological component base has developed well despite multiple power grid failures. Perhaps the adjusted chemical levels that Latvitz suggested have created a much more hardy biological base... Critical Signs are normal... However acceptable... abnormalities have been detected in the bio-mechanical transitioning collar... Continued surveillance is recommended to prevent damages.... should incident arrive... Day 241: ...Mental enhancement chips have been implanted and await for bodily acceptance... Abnormalities continue but remain stable... Day 251: ...Mental enhancement chips successfully integrated... Weapon Control and Gyro-stabilization chips are also being integrated... Day 256: Security grid reboot malfunctioned... containment of Specimen X-22-51 was compromised... Will proceed to check... AP-SM-p104-pn3... for damages caused by contamination... Day 257: ...Multiple contaminations found in lab... AP-SM-p104-pn3 suffering from degeneration of synthetic muscle tissue on right leg and left arm... Surgery recommended to prevent further degradation... Day 258: ...AP-SM-p104-pn3 experienced damage to the personality cortex after accident in surgery... Causes... security system misread medical robot... SREMPs deployed... vicinity close to AP-SM-p104-pn3... Day 259:...Damage is minimal... Continue production... Day 271: Lab shutdown for electronic repairs... to prevent another system failure... Progress stalled on all productions till further notice. Day 278:...Due to time constraints and expenses... AP-SM-p104-pn3 must be liquidated immediately... to ensure capital... to meet quota... Day 281:...Sale finalized... -end log- : Learning, Non-menial Chores, Practice. Likes: Compliments, Serving to his best ability, coming to understand sovereignty, Friends/Teachers/Masters. Dislikes: Lobsters, Being called Useless, inability. Special Abilities: Being a synthetic life form made for battle, Ap'sum is well equipped for most tasks... -Inscribed Lens: Unable to shape chakra by his own body because of its unusual bio-mechanical structure, Ap'sum uses pre-inscribed "Lenses" to overcome this complication. Each Lens is about the size of a quarter and covered in an intricate inscription, which shapes the chakra as it is put through the 'lens'. These lens are placed placed in a special slot on the back of the hand. Only *one lens can be active at one time, and it takes about five seconds to take one out and replace it with another lens. -Naturalization lens (When activated, creates a cone the emanates from the palm. Any non-natural forces that are trapped within the cone are negated and suspended for thirty seconds. It is cut from a pure white pearl) -Fire Lens (Lets user shoot jets of flame from the left hand. It is cut from a bright red ruby) -Healing Lens (Allows user to heal themselves or others by laying their palm on the target and focusing chakra. It is cut from an emerald.) Many more as well, though unknown as of yet... Note: This may increase as experience increases. ((This is basically a rough draftEdit... Hope it isn't too cliche.))
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 11:43 am
Appearance Name: Wind Age: 21-ish Hair: Black Eyes: Brown/red Skin: Tanned Build: Curvy Weight: 145 Height: 5'2" Measurements: 48/36/42 (Waist before pregnancy) Unique: Wind looks to be about 5 months pregnant, the father unknown to most people, but not to her. Miscellaneous Personality: Wind has a somewhat upbeat personality, she can be moody at times, blame the baby. History: Wind's history is a bit messy, after two failed marriages, she appears to want to seperate herself from that. Hobbies: Swimming, and practicing her old magics. Likes: Pickles, strawberry icecream, olive loaf sammiches, and puppies! (Not the sweater kind) Dislikes: Too much fighting. Special Abilities: - 8 tailed Kitsune, each tail earned, except for the first tail.-
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2007 9:00 pm
Name: Ryukyn
Age: 21
Hair: Ryu's hair is nothing unique for an anime character, brown, spiky, and medium length, he doesn't bother to make a futile attempt at bringing it down, it's been the sames style and length as long as Ryu can remember.
Eyes: Ryu's eyes are a bright shade of red, showing life and peace at oneself in them
Skin: Due to a couple of years on the island, Ryu's skin is now a nice tan, though not that dark though.
Build: A very muscular, but lean build. He doesn't look like his roid raging, but is big enough for someone to know he's a powerhouse.
Weight: 306 lbs
Height: 6'9"
Measurements:
Unique: The odd scythe he carries around. Other than that him being Rio's twin.
Personality: While Rio is an extemely serious person with a playful side, Ryu is an extremely playful person with a serious side. Most people might consider him a carbon copy of Gatz, but it's not quite right. True, he's also a major pervert, true, he too takes almost nothing seriously, but unlike Gatz, Ryu is like his brother in one very distinct way, he cares for and about no one. Though a social success, he rarely lets people in to his heart, instead harboring that same mistrust as his brother.
History: Ryu's life has gone almost in the exact opposite way of Rio's, except for the beginning. Like Rio, he never saw his parents. However, unlike Rio, he knew why. His parents were traitors to the village, and the people did not take kindly to him or his brother. However, Rio didn't seem to know or care, so Ryu had no problem moving to the village hidden in the mist. He spent most of his childhood training to be a ninja, but got along with a lot of the other kids. He graduated very early, at the age of seven, but then again, he wasn't as obsessed with being the strongest as his brother.
He continued doing his ninja gig until he heard a very odd rumor about his brother. He heard that Rio was now living on an island inhabited by a lot of busty women. As soon as he heard 'busty', he was already on his way there. Once he arrived though, he found more dangers than beauties, so now he lurks the island for any sign of a hot babe.
Special Abilities: Ryu is a mid-long range fighter. He can keep his enemies at a distance as easily as Rio can pull them into close combat. He uses mostly water jutsus, but he can definitely hold his on in close combat, especially with his huge a** scythe. As tall as the twins are, Ryu's scythe still beats him in height, which is why he's usually holding it diagonally.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 1:24 pm
Name: Vincent Rohaun
Age: 25
Hair: Semi-long brown hair. It drops right above the half way mark of his ears. His bangs part just enough for him to see. The ends in the back sit just above where his neck begins.
Eyes: Brown with a hint of hazel
Skin: A light tone away from being pale.
Build: Lean
Weight: 182lbs
Height: 6'3"
Unique: His forearms, feet, and hands have grotesque scar tissue stretched across his skin from burns.
Personality: Professional most of the time. He takes it easy at home. Anywhere else is rare.
He tries to be a precise person. When proven wrong, he takes it personally.
History: He recieved his burns by his own doing. He accidentally fell asleep with the stove on after cooking his dinner. Candles were still lit throughout his house, so the result was an explosion that set the house on fire. He was thrown forward into his television set. The entertainment center that it sat in then fell ontop of him.
The impact of the blow broke his left shin.
The fire spread throughout the house. Flames traveled across the rug in his livingroom where he was trapped. The flames caught his feet on fire and began burn away at the entertainment center. He tried to push off the hunk of wood, but he only managed to set his arms on fire as well.
It was well over twenty minutes by the time firefighters and paramedics came to his aid.
Because of his accident he had to go through rehibilitation and skin graphing.
Disgusted with his ligaments, he where's longsleeves, leather gloves, and socks all the time unless at home. Because of his choice in clothing, he hates hot weather.
Another note about his past: he used to be a hunter for marks. He'd travel around the world to find his targets and bring them to justice.
He quit the job when he reached 23. He was twenty when he started.
The reason he quit was because one particular mark eluded him everywhere he went and killed his partners.
They found the mark once, but the result was a bloody one. It was as mentally scaring incident as his burns.
They found their target in a city and cornered it in front of a bank. The mark lunged at them quickly and tore apart his partners and threw him down an alleyway. He managed to make one slice at the mark's neck with his knuckle knife before being thrown and knocked uncontious.
Hobbies: He enjoys building models, reading mystery novels, and martial arts.
Likes: Calm, quiet days; courteous people; and eating out at restaurants
Dislikes: Nosy people, obseen gore, and mentioning any graphic incidents in his past
Special Abilities: Martial Arts and close ranged combat; Jujitsu and Tai Kwon Do, Blue Magic, projectile weapons (Guns particularly)
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 12:41 pm
Name: Yuriko
Age: 23
Hair: blond with pig tails
Eyes: blue
Skin: caucasian
Build: curvy and soft in all the good places
Weight: 68kg
Height: 170cm
Measurements: 38" 36" 40"
Unique: often jumps at people butt first
Personality: while slightly ditzy, and sometime lacking in commen sence, yuriko is a energetic, out going person who dosnt mind going butt first into any situation.
History: after being inspired by international wreastleing super star and street fighter r. mika, yuriko set out to follow in her foot steps. hearing of an island which had a large amount of women with similar features to herself, she travelled tere to take a vacation from intensive training and to pick up some tips at the same time
Hobbies: wreastleing (playfully and pprofessionally) eating, and working out
Likes: wreastleing, eating, thinking of her heroin r. mika.
Dislikes: people without manners. will often teach them a lesson, wreastler style
Special Abilities: is in pinicle physical condition for a preson of her age and size. knows many forms of wreastleing and is capable of takeing on someone much stronger or bigger than her. is not above using her assets for distraction techniques. has a large amount of stanima, and can regain it almost instantly by eating food. also through a inhuman amount of training knows of a combo that can bring someone to the brink of death! (lol, i watched those vids, thanks caliber wink
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 5:55 pm
Appearance Name: Ashen Qamar Gender: Female Species: Aydan [[A breed of unicorn people that originated from a different dimension. Their natural control over powerful psychic/magical arts allows for them to cross into the human dimension freely, but they rarely do so due to an extreme dislike of communicating with humans and the other intelligent species that inhabit the human dimension. Outlaws and traitors are sometimes forced to enter the human dimension to learn how wonderful their lives among the Aydan are, or are completely exiled. Their hair, horn, eye and hoof color vary, depending on what branch of psychic/magical arts they specialize in. Though my species is different, I first got the idea from the Acorna series, written by Anne McCaffrey and Elizabeth Ann Scarborough, and give them credit for inspiring me.]] Age: 29 Hair: Black, waist long Eyes: Dark Purple Skin: Paper White Build: Lithe Weight: 132 Height: 5'2 Unique: Black hooves, white tail with a tuft of black fur at the end, inch long black horn. Miscellaneous Personality: Calm and laid back. She has a tendency to get bouncy and hyper when around friends. When upset/angry, Ashen will avoid others so that she can deal with her emotions alone. History: "You know that they aren't exactly prepared to teach her." Julian stared up the hill, up at the cottage perched at the top. The day was sunny and bright, making Julian's pink and white features shine. Tail swaying slowly behind her, she began to walk up the hill. "So what if they've had a FEW lessons?" No one was with her, only the bundle that she held against her chest. "I know I don't have a choice. No need to keep shoving it in my face." Julian sighed, shaking her head at whoever she was speaking with. By this time, she'd arrived at the door of the cottage, and a heavy sigh escaped her lips. "Such a shame." Up close, it was easy to see the dust and grime that covered every inch of the cottage. No curtains hung in the windows, letting the whole world see how empty, dark and dank it was within. Julian didn't seem to notice this, and only smiled sadly as she set the bundle onto the grimy porch. "I love you, dearest." She whispered, gazing down upon the pale face of her sleeping child. After a moment, her expression turned bitter as she snapped "Shut up! I DO love her. Why would I ever let go of her if I didn't love her enough to know she's not meant to stay with me?!" The little girl's face twitched as she began to stir. Startled out of her anger Julian quickly trotted away, not daring to look back. The child awoke, long after her mother had left, to a sound she had never heard before. It was high and shrill, and whatever it was, was beginning to move her. Something the child had never felt before, cold, crept into the blanket and chilled her. Shrieking in protest, her face wrinkling and reddening more and more as her shrieking continued. The volume went to impossible levels. Her hair tinted sea foam green. Nothing happened, however, so the child changed methods. Though still seeming to shriek, the sound softened to a low hum. Anyone within five miles of the cottage would have felt extreme sadness grasp their hearts, and the notion to investigate. Her hair tint changed from sea foam green to hot pink. Still, nothing happened. No one came. Sadness quickly turning to desperation as hunger began to creep into her stomach, and the child changed methods once more. Her shriek finally ceased, the air filled with the sound of wind. Abruptly, the sunny sky was hidden behind a churning mass of black clouds, moving so quickly and frequently that they seemed to live and breath. Lightning shot down onto the cottage, and the old wooden building went up in flames. Surrounded by the chaotic flames of her own design, the child's hair tint darkened to black. The fire spread down the hill and into the surrounded forest, ravaging the land like a raging beast. The fire's rage, however, could not stand for long as the rage of an abandoned child could no longer fuel it. Tired and lonely, the child let the fire die as she slipped into an exhausted sleep. Others came to investigate, to see what damage had been done and if the land could be re-used. The area was considered dangerous, so Firefighters were sent in first to check everything out. Heading into the heart of the wasteland, no one could have predicted the tiny sleeping bundle they would find. Skin tinted ashen from the burned debris, she coughed as a firefighter lifted her into the air, inspecting her. Amazed at what he had found. Dark purple eyes cracking open, their eyes met. His face remained frozen in amazement. Not only had this baby been just laying on the ground, in the middle of a wasted land...it...it couldn't be human! She giggled at his expression, and reached out of the blanket with a tiny, ash covered hand, marking the man's face as she touched his skin. Five years later, in a small house nestled inside one of the many forests of America, that same child stood on top of a stool she had dragged into the bathroom. Climbing atop the stool with difficulty, she stared into the mirror, poking at an odd black protrusion from her forehead. It was small and sharp, and hardly came out of her skin. Confusion and fear mixed in her expression. Feeling more and more self-conscious, she glanced down at the hooves connected at her ankles, instead of feet. Her daddy had feet. Like a normal person did. Her eyes wandered further, and she turned a bit to look at her tail. Something else daddy didn't have. Tears bubbled in her eyes, as the usual thoughts ran through her head. Why was she so different? What was wrong with her? "Ashen, dinner!" A man called from another part of the house, disrupting her thoughts. The five year old girl sighed, and climbed off of the stool. "Coming!" Hobbies: Listening to music, practicing her magic(In private, of course), being social. Likes: Both genders, burning incense, being in control, things to be orderly, her home, being a vegan. Dislikes: Getting instructions from people she doesn't know, eating meat, losing control, meeting others of her race. Special Abilities: Slight psychic powers (levitation/movement of small/light objects, help ease people's minds to give them good dreams), Power over chaotic things, illusions.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 11:22 pm
Appearance Name: Hikara Mika Age: 23 Hair: A bright blonde, but not her natural color it seems, and semi-long, usualy covering her eyes somewhat. Eyes: Green Skin: A healthy tan, giving her the apperance of having spent much time on the beach. Build: A slender, tall, and obviously cruvy body. She is in shape, much like that of a fighter with just enough muscle on her bones to match what most would consider sexy. Weight: She's heavier then she looks is all I'll say about this, hehe Height: 6' 6.5" Measurements: B:37" W:26" H:35" (When in her natural size) Unique: She looks normal enough, a bit tan and somewhat strongly built by some people's standards. Her "Weapon" of choice is a computerised spellbook since in all honesty who would want to carry around twenty or so dictionary sized books? She also has a birthmark just above the bikini line in the shape of a triangle with curved points coming off the edges if anyone cares for that sort of thing xd Oh and freel free to assume she's dressed like her avi, usually I keep them similar and all, but sometimes the avatars here can't cut it. Otherwise if you want to assume she's always wearing the same thing since I won't update this She wears a dark indigo somewhat skin tight one-peice bikini, with a pair of sandy brown shorts that reach down to her upper thighs, with some light gloves of the same color. Her usual footwear is a pair of converse sneakers. The only addition that applies to both is she wears a bracelet made of rocks and gems with runes carved in them, allowing some "Quick cast" magic that usually is not as "messy" as her regular luck with magic. Miscellaneous Personality: Overall she's a happy, bouncy (not in the way you're thinking perverts X3) outgoing (when not lazy), and a bit on the hyperactive insane side when it comes to the shambles of her personality History: She was the classic short, not busty, not blond, and in no way sexy girl untill she decided to take up magic, little did she know how many problems for others this magic would cause, but even if she knew chances are she'd still have started learning. Hobbies: Spellcasting, Working Out, Sword Training, and watching ANIME!!! Likes: Biking, Snowboarding, most extreme sports kindof things, and "accidently" using Gatz, who she calls Kazz for some reason, as target practice. Dislikes: Smartasses, Pushy Perverts, the Rain Special Abilities: She has become a bit of a spell caster, but everyone who has seen her cast any spells knows that it's best to run when she's casting something as nothing ever works right with her spells. Hence the fact that she usualy has physical traits that change in various ways many people find strange. Also this has resulted in many emotional outbursts resulting in pain and sufforing to beings in ohter planes of existance, including, but not limited to, the destruction of three one-dimensional universes. Still a bit of a work in progress, till I get it finialized it'll be a bit sketchy Last Updated: 02-02-08
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 12:45 pm
Appearance Name: Nagashima, Kento Age: 19 Hair: Dark Brown Eyes: Hazel Skin: Tan Build: Muscular Weight: 200 or so due to muscle mass Height: 5'7" Unique: Even though he would seem to be the absolute serious-type of person, when not in battle he is the most random/perverted human you could ever come across.  Miscellaneous Personality: Serious whilst in battle, outside of battle he is rather perverted and he is extremely kind-hearted. He's the type that would give you the clothes off his back. History: Kento was raised by a community of monks in a Buddhist temple. He was found not far out of the walls into the woods near the temple surrounded by a pack of wolves. It was rather unheard of for wolves not to make a meal of children, something in the stars must have kept the young child safe. After being raised by the monks for the majority or his life, Kento decided to leave the temple after his coming of age (around 14 or 15). Wandering out into the world, he came upon a number of masters or the martial arts and stayed with each for only around 2-3 months. He learned what that had to teach quite quickly and headed on for the next destination the skies had in-mind for him. Not long after completing his training with the last master to date, Kento would happen to stop upon a fortune teller set up in the middle of the market district. The teller foretold he would be to stop a lad no older than he from killing off a mistaken person. Kento was said to go to the island or Purunrun to stop this Devil's advocate. Strange thing is... it's the little boy from Kento's past nightmares. Hobbies: Sneaking into women's bathing quarters, sneaking into women's dressing rooms, sneaking into women's living quarters to steal lingerie and aside from any of his other perverted hobbies, he likes to train and meditate as well as created magical scrolls and talismans. Likes: Women of any shape or size as long as they're pretty. Goes gah gah over large breasts, large asses... well lets just say large assets altogether. He also prefers taller women... but has no problem at all for shorter women. Dislikes: scheming women... for he is waaaay too gullible when it comes to women. Special Abilities: Strength, Teleportation, Talisman/Scroll Creation, Ninja-like Reflexes, Shrinking/Return-To-Normal, Control Over Darkness
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 1:57 pm
Appearance Name: Cairo Age: Looks 19, but is now immortal Hair: Dark Brown/Black Eyes: Depends which you're talking about. Left is reddish-brown, the right... well lets just say black. Skin: Pale-ish Tan Build: Buff Weight: 178 Height:5'9" Unique: He is the only person to kill the Devil... or rather the previous devil. He is now the universe's known devil (or grim reaper), going from time period to countless dimension to kill those who need a little... push. He is what we call, "The Equalizer."  Miscellaneous Personality: Rather to himself, Intellectual, a*****e at times, Has little to no emotions at all History: Little is known before history re-wrote itself after becoming the new devil. But here's what is had... Born Ichigowa, Cairo into a rather notable family. He was always pretty intelligent though rarely liked to show it in his studies. His family was murdered by an unknown figure that seemed to come from out of shadows. Luckily he was blessed with friends like Tai and Jenni. But as the years past... the times became worse. Every friend close to him became part of a mass murdering going on in his country. Strange thing... there were never any clues, nothing but dead bodies. When all seemed lost, Cairo began wandering the world for somewhere to fit in. But everywhere he would go, all that he began to love sudden became part of the same ordeal he had left back in Dnalgne. He slowly began to isolate himself from society... losing more and more of himself everyday. Until the day he returned to Dnalgne and stumbled upon a lady going by the name, Charlys. He slowly fell for her, but always tried to hide his feelings for her as they spent time together... hoping all the while no harm would come to her. After spending almost 2 years with her, she finally told him the truth about her on a rather ominous day as the sky darkened... she was the daughter of the Devil. Cairo was rather surprised, yet was now in the know of why the sky was darkening... the Devil was coming for his daughter. Upon retrieving his daughter, the Devil noticed he had himself a stowaway. Charlys and Cairo pleaded to be together but the Devil would not have it. They finally came upon the decision that Cairo would become his apprentice and was to complete a number of assignments (killings of innocents). It was on his last and greatest mission that he would fail upon fighting his greatest battle. Within the city of Korywen, Cairo dueled with a powerful monk (Kento) over the life of one that was to be important one day. Darkness flooded the city that day, something that was unheard of in such urban areas. As the fight ensued, both combatants bodies slowly fused with the darkness... but this only lead to Cairo downfall as he became intoxicated by the power. Kento quickly defeated him and sealed all the darkness that flooded the city. Cairo was left on the streets in a puddle of artificial darkness. Upon returning the Underworld, Cairo was turned down by the devil and put off as a failure. But Cairo and Charlys stayed just as rebellious... grasping onto one another. The Devil upon leaving the throne room, quickly returned with Hell's crown of glory, "Demon's Knife." With one swing, the massive butcher knife-looking blade cut down Charlys... beheading her. The same swing removed Cairo's right upper half and lower leg. As the Devil laughed at Cairo's suffering of the sight, the boy in rage stood, supported surprisingly by his own blood. His blood solidified into the lower leg that was missing as well as the right half of his upper body. Cairo slowly lost consciousness as a dark voice within him repeatedly spoke "The knife... the knife." As his eyes tensed and darkened out, the teen quickly lift the blade (something meant to be impossible except by it's true wielder) and ran the Devil through. As blood-hungry teen cackled in joy at the easy victory, his surroundings began to crumble. He slowly snapped to and realized something was wrong. One he was alive, two his limbs were not gone, three the devil lay alongside Charlys, and four his right eye was slowly losing vision. As what of his surroundings finished crumbling, he was suddenly left in an eternity of darkness before he blacking out. Upon opening his left eye (the right eye for some reason would not open) he saw he was back in the familiar place... all was the same. At least... all was the same for his new memories, there was no sign of the Devil or his daughter and there was a few cages near his throne occupied by sensual succubi, ready to fulfill orders at his command. He cared little of the bland surroundings or anything at all... his emotions were completely wiped away. As he slowly walked for his throne, he suddenly felt the feeling he was to go to Purunrun Island to help balance the universal scale. And as he lifted the bandanna that covered his right eye, he remembered something... he had just killed the family of a child the other day. Sorry... but this information is but a theory of how the devil came to be, but we think it could be true. Hobbies: Killing others so to keep the universal scale from tipping Likes: Killing, being alone, drinking in inns, succubus & women (when The Other is in control) Dislikes: Talkative people, Sun (he's not a vampire, but he hates the brightness), Giant beings (for they have their way with him, not vice versa... The Other doesn't like that being used.) Special Abilities: Controls Fire (only when The Other is in control), Controls Darkness, Controls Blood, Strength, Right Eye holds a curse similar to Miroku from Inuyasha... yet it's uses are infinite, not just for ridding oneself of powerful foes.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 9:30 pm
Appearance Name: BONA or Face Age:18 Hair biggrin ark Brown Eyes biggrin ark Brown Skin:Tanned orange-ish Build:Athletic Weight:201 Height:6'2" Unique:Acts gangsta, but around beautiful women is a total pervert  Miscellaneous Personality:Tough, Perverted, Rap-influenced, Random (when bored) History: Mother was murdered while he was nine years old. He never really got to know his own father. He was raised by his grandparents until his grandfather committed suicide and his grandmother died in a hospital bed while he was in 8th grade. For the remainder of his life, he lived with cousins that stayed in the same city. He is now a college student... that seemingly is preparing to drop out. Maybe just live a non-legit life slanging dope and other narcotics. Hobbies: Freestyling, Flirting, Using infinite pick-up lines Likes: Women... usually voluptuous ones with matching T&A, Rap music, Lesbians/Bi Dislikes: Men... especially homosexuals (he's a homophobe), Country and Gospel type music Special Abilities: Almost anything he imagines becomes a reality... especially those that are of the "perverted" nature.
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2007 1:24 am
Goodness, I hope I'm doing this right... Appearance Name: Johnathan Ketch Age: 37 Hair: Deep red, usually worn slightly shorter than shoulder length, although when he wants to make a good impression he'll cut it a little shorter. Eyes: A dull, uninspiring blue. Ketch's eyes are constantly moving, but slowly, giving him the look of someone who is paranoid, but too lazy to act on it. Skin: Naturally fair, but because of the amount of time he spends up in the sky, Ketch has developed a healthy tan. Scars from previous battles and a few embarrassing engineering accidents adorn his visible skin, mostly notably a great white streak from his left temple down to the jaw. Build: Formerly of the military, Ketch's body has been honed by long hours of physical training. He is reasonably strong and reasonably agile, but doesn't draw any glances when displaying his physical prowess. His facial features are pointed and somewhat sinister, but his large nose and slightly lopsided mouth help discourage that opinion of him. His limbs and digits are long and nimble, helping when he has to do his own engineering. Weight: In the vicinity of 170 pounds. Height: Just under six foot. Unique: The sabre Ketch wears on his hip is military-issue, a sturdy piece of weaponry. His long, white coat, crimson-trimmed, is a modified version of the coat he wore during his navy days. His steam-powered airship, the S.S. Cast Iron Buzzard, can usually be called in when he finds himself in need of assistance, though because it is a cruise ship it is usually out and about and may take a few days to arrive. Miscellaneous Personality: Quiet and serious, Ketch runs a tight ship- his first concern is for the safety and comfort of his crew and guests. Oddly, he can be horribly indecisive under pressure, and in this case tends to default to hitting the problem head-on, whether this is advisable or not. Still, he is a loyal comrade and brave soldier, happiest on the bridge of his ship. History: The Ketch family had served in the royal navy as long as any of them could remember, and probably longer than any of them had recorded, and young Johnathan was expected to do the same. Almost immediately after he completed his primary eduction, Jack was shipped off to the military academy where, despite his best efforts to the contrary, he excelled...with honors. Jack did not enjoy the military life in the slightest, but could find no reason not to go along with it since, as he proved time again, he was good at it. Being an officer upon graduating the academy didn't help matters, serving only to make him even more unmotivated as Jack came to realize that he had very little control over his own life, less and less as he went. At the end of his tour of duty, he was presented with a very pleasant surprise: the opportunity to stop being a soldier and go back to normal life. He jumped on it, and spent some time as a small-time engineer back home, much to the chagrin of his parents. News eventually came to Ketch the the airship he had served on, H.M.S. (now S.S.) Cast Iron Buzzard, was being retired, and later that it had been purchased by Farsam, an entertainment company getting into the pleasure cruise business. A few weeks later Ketch had installed himself as Captain of the refitted Buzzard. This, he decided, was much more to his liking. Hobbies: When not on the bridge of his ship or otherwise engaged, Ketch likes to find a quiet corner and tinker with his machines. His endless tinkering has produced a number of pocket-sized machines, some useful but most rather dubious. And of course, being a man as he is he is constantly in search of a good nosh. Likes: Order, machinery (especially when it's taken good care of), good food Dislikes: Loose women, arrogant men, anarchists, existentialists Special Abilities: Ketch is, for all intents and purposes, an ordinary human. His handheld contraptions (which fill the pockets of his coat) give him various unexpected edges and he is a skilled fencer and marksman. Ultimately, he relies on his own skill to solve his problems, rather than calling on otherworldly or supernatural powers. 
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 1:04 pm
Appearance Name: Jaina Lee Age: 23 Hair: Blond Eyes: Blue Skin: White w/fur Build: Slender yet very busty Weight: 145 Height: 5'2" Measurements: 74-24-36 Unique: Not a human, but instead an Anthro Vixen.  Miscellaneous Personality: Confident and Friendly History: Originally from Sweden, this anthro vixen was rather tomboyish and flat as a board all the way through high school. Then at the age of 18 she headed off to college in Germany to study in mechanics due to her love of finding out how things worked and tinkering with them. Then during college nature finally decided to catch up, she started to grow and just kept growing. Originally wanting to be a mechanic, she later switched focus and tried using her form to her advantage when working on cars became a bit complicated with her increasing bust. After college, she had a brief stint as a stripper before moving on to more calming things as being a model after moving to America to live with some close friends of hers. She does have a special part-time job aside from modeling, but she doesn't really divulge into it much. Hobbies: Walking, Dancing, Tinkering, Singing, and just having fun in general. Likes: Pretty much most things Dislikes: People Ignoring her Intelligence and being called 'Juggs'
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The Female of the Species
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 10:42 am
Appearance Name: Sokoya Ramak Age: 19 Hair: White Eyes: Red Skin: Fair Build: Curvy/atheletic Weight: Height: 5'3" Measurements: 40"-30"-36" Unique: Uhm...nothing outside what will be listed below. Miscellaneous Personality: Sokoya is very shy when first meeting people, and even then it takes her forever to warm up. But she really is sweet, and tries to help people when she can. History: Usual sad story. Parents disowned her, along with the rest of the community. Up until recently, she's just been surviving on other's hospitality Hobbies: She doesn't really like to do anything too hard unless she has to. As such, Sokoya mainly just enjoys hanging out with people, however little she seems to. Likes: Kindness, the color red, the night sky. Dislikes: Arrogance. Special Abilities: Ostiomanipulation, smell/devour magic.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 11:33 am
Sokoya Ramak Miscellaneous Special Abilities: Ostiomanipulation, Ostio...isn't that the bone? Think so.. Interesting technique..
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The Female of the Species
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 1:10 pm
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