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The Admin's Sign Ins; The Movie: The Game: The Novel
Topic Started: Oct 13 2011, 08:13 PM (563 Views)
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FULL NAME: Dave A. Cruxis, Daymian Apollo Cruxis

NICKNAMES: Lord Cruxis, My Lord, Wolfy (only his mate can call him that)

SEX: Male

AGE: 324

AGE RESEMBLENCE: 18

RACE: Wolf Demon

OCCUPATION: Second in Command of Hell, second most powerful influence on the rest of the society of the Black City, and part time guitarist

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): Against anything that threatens the existence of demons

APPEARANCE:
HUMAN FORM:
Dave happens to look exactly like his father, Zeron, but much shorter and not as built, and not as noticeable markings. He has long blackish-blue hair that reaches down to his upper back, with bangs in the front covering pretty much the upper half of his face, his slightly slanted gold wolf eyes, with red around the edges…well, the bangs used to hang that way until Dave parted them literally in half so he’d look more presentable to the council. There are also two gold slash markings going down horizontally, down his left cheek. He has a lot of muscle for someone his height and age, and it’s more on the tone side with him than the beefed up side. The muscle is very noticeable on his body due to him consistently working out and training. Dave’s casual apparel is a black t-shirt, a pair of dark blue jeans with a hole cut out in the back for his black wolf tail to casually hangs out of, black leather boots, and a gold chain around his neck with the Cruxis family crest tied to it. However, in his noble getup, he wears a dark blue, loose fitting sleeveless tunic, black leather pants, his black boots, dark blue fingerless leather gloves, and a gold cape with a navy blue embroider on the edges. He’ll usually carry around his katana sheath and his zanbatou sheath with this outfit. Since Dave doesn’t exactly prefer this getup, you’ll usually see him wearing his casual clothing.

WOLF FORM:
In his wolf form, Dave is a pure black wolf, with the exception of a few blue markings starting to show after extensive training to unleash his full potential. He also now has a blue X shaped mark on his forehead, one blue mark that looks like a scratch under his left eye, and two blue stripe marks on either side of his body streaking down and fading away at the back. He retains the pure gold eyes he has in this form.

DEMON FORM:
A wolf standing upright on two legs, with the same markings as in his wolf form. Dave retains his built appearance of his human form, and in this form, his gold eyes are also edged with red. He’s actually taller in this form, around 7 feet or more, practically towering over everyone, or mostly everyone. Unlike his father Zeron, however, Dave does not have a fearsome “I’m going to kill you because it’s Tuesday” appearance.

HEIGHT: 5’11”

WEIGHT: 180lbs

ITEMS: Dave prefers to carry three vials of scalding, deadly convexity, which is a poison his father concocted shortly after he and his mother left Hell. He’ll use these like grenades, and prefers to throw them at an enemy’s face, giving them second degree burns and possibly blinding them.

WEAPONS:

NOTE: Dave made a mark on all three weapons that allow him to summon them to his side if he ever needed them, given he gets into a combat situation on the surface streets of New Haven, or anywhere else in Leonas for that matter.

Grandmother Aislinn’s Katana: A katana Dave was given by his mother, Naomi, who got it from her mother who was simply known as Lady Aislinn. The katana looks like it’s nothing special, and Dave has yet to figure out what potential it holds. The blade is very rusty and looks like it can’t even hold its own in a battle, and with how badly rusted over it is, it seems the simplest touch can snap the blade in half. There is a secret potential hidden in the blade, and legend has it the Aislinn’s katana can manipulate the very ground itself. Even Naomi and her mother couldn’t unlock the potential, but Dave so far was ale to unlock some of the ability hidden away in the sword after months of hard training. He still has a long ways to go. Ever since he infused that green gem with the katana in his first fight against Tam, it seems the effects have stayed with the sword.

Cruxis Fang: A zanbatou, which is a large, ten foot sword, forged by a boar demon by the order of Itachi Kumaria specifically for Dave as a noble’s weapon, and his weapon of preference. Dave is able to sync this weapon with his fire element, lighting it on fire, shooting fire from it, making fire Master Chiefs, whatever he wants to do with it. The way it is forged, the hilt is made from a very strong dragon bone, painted in navy blue and gold, and the guard is built out of the bottom jaw of the same dragon. The blade itself is extremely hard metals the boar demon mixed together and made the blade the hardest and most durable it could be. The Cruxis Fang is strong enough to withhold damage from the most powerful of any types of attacks, and it deserves its name just ‘cuz Dave’s good that way.

Genkakuken (Translated: Illusionblade): This golden adamant katana channels and empowers electrical attacks. The runes in the blade give it the power of illusion, making it nearly impossible to visibly see the moves of the user. It also has the power to produce doppelgangers of the wielder or the sword, making it even harder to see the moves. The electrical abilities give it the ability to shoot waves of electricity or create sonic booms, control and create lightning, or just plain giving that spazzing shocks on contact with flesh.

ELEMENTS:
-Fire
-Darkness
-Earth

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:
(Most of the techniques listed can be used in all his forms. I will place a * beside the attack name indicating if the technique can only be used in human and demon form, and two *’s if the technique can only be used in demon form)

*Blade of Fire: By concentrating his aura into the zanbatou, Dave can engulf the entire blade in a bright orange flame. The blade is sharp enough as it is, and with searing hot fire going through the metal, blood will burn.

Fire Wall: Holding out his hand, Dave can create a large wall of protective white-hot flame that can burn off any attack, direct or aura based, for that moment. However, anything cold or wet will burn it out. Wind will only strengthen it, making it spread.

*Genkakouken Flash: With this sword, he can create many lightning-quick sword swings that, if powerful enough, will disarm the foe of even the most durable weapon he's armed with! Building off from this trait, he can also make a second illusion of his blade, though it is not as authentic looking as the real blade, it can be used as a “second” blade, more of a decoy to throw the opponent off.

*Crushing Wolf: The Aislinn katana passed down to Dave has never seen much use aside from being linked with the element of earth, the only way ice users such as the Aislinn lineage can use elements other than ice aura. By slamming the blade end into the ground, Dave can create a large shockewave of huge rocks that come out of the ground at rapid speeds. A major improvement from the earthquake Dave used to perform when he was a young punk of a wolf demon, he can make a huge earthquake by further tapping into the blade. During this earthquake, the ground can even collapse into itself, and large pillars of stone can rise up. This is very useful in manipulating the landscape and changing the tides of battle.

*Rock Wave: Another build-off from using the Aislinn katana, with one stroke of the blade into the ground, Dave can create a straightforward line of large stones that shoot straight up at the opponent. The line travels and manipulates in the earth for a good 20 to 30 feet, depending on how powerful the slash was.

Fire Breath: Breathes fire at opponent. Very hot. Needs Tic Tac. If it makes contact, the fire can cause third degree burns, and if Dave wants to, he can make the flames hotter in his demon form, upping the ante to fourth degree.

Fire Blast: Blasts a large heated ball of fire at his opponent from both his hands. The results can be deadly and explosive, and will cause third degree burns if it manages to score a hit.

**Burning Pool: Not so much a pool as it is a gigantic crater that spews tons of hot rock and small strings of lava. Dave can summon one right underneath the opponent, caving in the ground enough to make it able to be stood on, but caving it enough to summon fires from the depths of the earth. It can be lethal if the opponent stupidly stands there and takes every possible shot, but it can also leave some serious burns. Yes, an upgrade from just collapsing the ground into a fiery pit of molten lava, so that Dave can make a fight last longer.

Curse: By coating his fangs in a special poison finally fully developed in his body, Dave can inject this poison into the opponent’s system. The poison is potent, as it can liquefy a person’s organs from the inside out. Literally, if not treated within the next 24-48 hours, the person will bleed internally, throw up blood and evacuate blood, to put that last part nicely. A good weakening to the opponent, and great at slowing them down.

Poison Breath: A flammable poisonous gas emitted from his throat, Dave can cause the opponent who breathes in this gas to choke profusely. Not as potent as the Curse bite, but it does cause much inflammation in the lungs and windpipe. Which could make the opponent choke to the point of losing concentration on the fight. Side effects include coughing up blood, and lungs burning like a sharp white hot fire.

Shield: He can solidify his aura and use it as a shield, also as a full body attack by ramming into the opponent, or hurling it away at the enemy as a projectile. It is pretty much like a bubble! Yay! Bubble!

*Blood Bath - Alteration: Full Aura Burn: Dave has figured out an alternate way to use this sort of technique without “killing” his opponent. Instead of using his commanding fist to set off the aura and explode his victim, he instead will clench his fist and watch as the aura he spared from his reserves will work its magic at the opponent’s aura, changing it completely to its polar opposite and rendering aura-based moved useless from the opponent. Generally a way to severely handicap his opponent, but it doesn’t necessarily work depending on a person’s aura type. For example, if he sets off the Aura inside a person, and their aura is Holy, they will become Demonic in aura. However, if they have both demonic and Holy aura, there is no set polar opposite, and instead the little sphere will cancel out. Dave thinks very carefully before using this move. This was originally taught to him by Itachi as a way to finish the opponent in one shot, but Dave found it…dishonorable in battle, hence the alteration.

Rock Wall: Summoning a large wall of stone in front of him, Dave can block any oncoming direct hit straight towards him. It will stay up, and be used as other various things as a battle progresses.

Stone Prison: A way to keep an opponent in check is to sometimes isolate them on the battlefield. Dave utilizes this by getting in close to the opponent and summoning up a large, imperfect rectangle of a stone prison, keeping the opponent locked in the dark and cut off from an external oxygen supply ie the OUTSIDE WORLD. The prison can be broken, however, as the stone used is mostly dirt on the inside and a thin layer of rock on the outside. But by trapping them inside, they’re basically at the whim of Dave’s other one-target attacks, including Burning Pool!

Dark Blast: A wave of dark, shimmering energy is formed in one or both of Dave’s hands. Upon charging, it can either be a quick shot to stun the opponent and to throw them off, or a long charge, which takes about 20 seconds to fully utilize. The more fully charged the attack, the more powerful it is, and at fully charged, Dave can possibly blind the opponent temporarily. Darkness, as well as bright light, can blind anyone if used properly.

Dark Orb: Simple as that, a shimmering ball of dark energy. He can manipulate its size depending on how much aura he pumps into it. Sometimes, it is a good way to rejuvenate or recover his aura, by materializing it and reabsorbing it.

Dark Wave: Dave uses this when he has to blow the enemy away and send them flying away from him. It can take a lot out of him sometimes, which can mean this is can also be a finisher. What happens is, after some concentration, or uses of whatever aura he has in his reserves, Dave sends out a violently shaking wave of dark energy, powerful enough to blow anyone away, and can result in a very painful damage to their aura or physical being or both.
--Finisher Wave- Dark Explosion: This is the finisher version of the Dark Wave. More is explained under “Aura Choke Punch.”

*Death Puppet: You’d think with a marriage to a necromancer and how close minded Dave may seem, he wouldn’t ask for lessons in necromancy, right? Think again! Tammy taught Dave the beginnings of necromancing, from reviving the dead to do his bidding to predicting the future. This special tactic, Dave can feel or sense for anything dead in the ground--and trust me, there is ALWAYS something dead in the ground—and bring up the corpse by charging his aura straight at the corpse. To balance it out for the sake of RP’ing, though, he can bring back corpses from only 25 feet underground, and up to three at one time if he’s lucky enough. The corpses will do his bidding, and it will be like fighting a small team of three Scouts and one Captain. They can last for as long as he wills them to, or until the opponent knocks out the skull of whatever skeleton is at Dave’s mercy. They are connected to him by his aura.

*Spirit Bind: Another technique Tam showed him, the science is pretty simple. If one can manipulate the aura surrounding a person for that split moment, one can prevent the opponent from moving at least one attack, causing the person to trip up, miss entirely or screw up their aim to someplace else. Dave does this with only one extension of the hand.

Aura Choke Punch (Bite, in wolf form): While engaged in close quarters combat, if Dave makes contact with the enemy for long enough, he can drain the opponent of their aura. Now, from his understanding of aura, everybody has it, even humans. He’ll drain the person of their aura and add that to his own supply, building it up for other attacks.
--Finisher Wave: Dark Explosion: After draining enough aura from an opponent, Dave can unleash it in a powerful explosion of dark energy, destroying or breaking everything around him. The result also includes a badly damaged foe. The wave goes out for about 50 feet in radius (resulting in a 100 foot diameter, for those who can do math properly), and can damage anything within that vicinity. Though, this does take a lot out of Dave, and does not allow him to change to his demon or wolf forms. Physically and spiritually draining, Dave tends to want to link this with the Aura Choke Punch when he really needs it or is really confident he can win.

The Clone Wars: A shadow clone technique, Dave can create up to three other shadow clones of himself. They are all meant for the trickery of an opponent, and they also help him damage an opponent in a fight. They are not completely physical, though, and only last for a short while, and can easily be killed. They do not need to be connected to Dave’s aura directly to be alive.

Flash Desummon: The manipulation of the main desummoning skill can allow Dave to flash desummon a few feet around an opponent, almost like an instant transportation, if you will. He can do a few of these in short bursts at a time, but doing so will result in exhausting his aura. Dave only really needs to use this when he knows there's a huge attack coming, or if he just needs to get a quick opening in on his opponent during battle.

HISTORY:

Well...

About me, I was born to a family of nobility in 1685 in Hell. I wasn't even a second old, and my father already hated me. My mother and him were about to kill me and Mom just...I dunno, something compelled her to save me and bring me to the Surface, the world of Humans. So, that's where I was raised, was in Boston. For 150 years, I lived in Boston with my mother, a man who I was calling Dad, and three siblings: two brothers and a sister. We had a lot of fun every day, fishing, hunting, taking a road trip out west to the Atlantic region to see a family that the old man happened to be friends with. And then it happened one day, out of nowhere, as if the very fabric of peace decided to raise its hands and shred apart. Or shatter like broken stained glass. You choose.

I woke up to the sounds of agony out in the clearing of the woods we lived in, and when I went running out to see what was going on, there was the old man standing by a tree and watching everything as this white haired wolf demoness just wailed on my family. I stood there, frozen in shock and horror, tears ready to stream and I don't know what got over me. I suddenly reacted on instinct and went into the slaughter field, watching as the woman attacked my little brother Leon. I stepped in to throw a good whack at her face, but she simply shoved me aside and...well, for lack of better detail, brutally maimed and murdered my brothers and buried my sister alive. She threw a good couple of taunts my way, and my mother went in to try and catch her off guard or whatever, but the wolf turned and slammed her forearm full force into Mom's chest, breaking her sternum. All I could remember was a stream of blood coming out of her mouth, her eyes wide and pupils tiny, her body flung into a tree where she was left breathless.

Then for me...

Or, well, she was about to go for me, but then the old man who was watching held up his hand and called, "Lefay, it's time to stop. You've done enough damage. You've got me." I'll admit, I was scared half to death. Of dying. Not seeing my friends or family again. I was crying, and the woman, simply named Lefay, was laughing hysterically. Hysterically! Like I was some kind of...Robin Williams joke or something! Sorry...

She told me I'd never amount to anything, and that I would remain the disappointment my father, my mother and the old man apparently see me as and she desummoned, if you will. I turned my sad eyes over to that asshole of an old man of a dad, and he said nothing. He just nodded once and left. I was lucky to be alive, but the other three wolves were less fortunate...and my mother. I ran over to her to see just what exactly was going on, and she seemed to be dying. I thought she was dying, but I knew she was tougher than that. I tried shaking her awake, yelling "Mom! Mom!" as much as I could, and she struggled to breathe, but she made eye contact with me.

Mom pet me on the head and what sounded like a riddle came from her.
"One of light, one of blood, only then will the shadow dissolve," she mumbled. I was confused now; what did she mean? She then said, "Dave, I want you to leave here. Go run, go train, find someone who will take you in and take their time to train you. Your father and I have taught you all we could."
Back then, I thought I was actually...y'know...LEARNING something from the old man, but Mom was the one who gave me all the basics in combat. So I took Mom's advice and left that wooded area of early Boston, sitting by now to watch as historical events would transpire in this "great" country's story of development.

The Revolutionary War...the Civil War, which I partook in by mere chance...the outlawing of alcohol...

And the '20's was where life actually threw me a bone.

-pending-
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FULL NAME: Naomi Aislinn

NICKNAMES: none

SEX: Female

AGE: 550

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 29

RACE: Wolf Demon

OCCUPATION: Wandering Wolf, Ex Noble of Hell

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): N/A

APPEARANCE:

Human Form: Naomi has waist-length, sky blue hair and gold eyes. She has dark brown wolf ears and a wolf tail of the same fur color. She prefers any kind of clothing that's consistent of black and a pair of any kind of bottoms, along with no footwear at all times. This is her surface appearance. Eventually, when she returns to Hell, Naomi plans to pick up on wearing her old noble clothing (which is actually quite revealing with some outfits) and get back into nobility, having been sick of the A.N.G.E.L. treatment, and wishes to assist in launching an attack on the main base that tortured her so.

Demon1: In her lesser demon form, Naomi looks the same, except she now has longer claws, her eyes are a light glowing red, black leathery demon wings out of her back (she can control if she wants them there or not), and her fans are longer. She also is a lot stronger in this form.

Wolf: A small, brown wolf with a white diamond on her forehead and white markings around her paws.

Demon2: Just a giant, much stronger version of her wolf form. With some obvious differences: she’s now got spikes coming out of her shoulders and elbows, and she also has (you guessed it) demon wings. Yeah, uh… she’s kinda strong in this form, so… ya know… just… cower already!

HEIGHT: 5’11”

WEIGHT: 135lbs

ITEMS:
Ice Crystal- If needed, she'll use it to make a nice, thick armor of ice around her. It last for ten rounds. Also makes her normal ice abilities a lot stronger.

WEAPONS: Uhmz…do claws count?

ELEMENTS: Water (Ice)

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:

Low powered moves
Medium powered moves
High powered moves
These techniques can be used by Naomi in any form she is in, except wolf form.

Ice Golems: Summons three ice golems to do her dirty work. They last about three rounds.

Crystal Prison: She makes a large crystal of ice form around her foe for a turn, immobilizing them for that turn. It can only immobilize one person as of right now. To do this, she needs some concentration on that person, where they're about to go, and all that stuff, while staying in place and sending the energy right to where the opponent is expect to be by the time it's made.

Ice Entrapment: Traps an opponent in a four walled area of freezing cold ice for three rounds, making them a sitting duck for her various other aura-channeling-based moves. Requirements to make are the same as Crystal Prison.

Frost Fist Explosion: With a charge of her ice energy hidden in her fist, it'll seem like Naomi's about to just punch you... yawn. But the opponent is in for a surprise if her fist makes contact- she'll open her fist up a bit, like she is about to wrench someone's guts out barehanded, and then fire the large shot of frozen chakra right in their face, or point of impact. The move is pretty powerful, although not a finisher, and can only be used so many times in one fight, five times at the most.

Frozen Daggers: The name doesn't exactly imply the daggers until they actually penetrate somebody, because once they do, Naomi sends a rush of ice energy through the blade and into the wound, chilling them inside. Damage with cold hard steel.

Frost Grenade Strike: All it really is is just an explosive orb of ice energy formed from her hand, then thrown. Once thrown, it'll explode into a straight flying rain of about 20 or so ice needles at one opponent. They're flying at a high speed, so if they hit, it WILL hurt.

Icicle Blizzard: Basically, for the next five turns, she can make a blizzard within a half mile radius and can hinder anyone's site in the blizzard. Yes, this includes her own, but at least it'll slow down the other fighters she's up against.

Frostbite: As it implies. Bite and inject some cold.

Arctic Blast: A simple blast of Arctic energy.

Explosive Winter: An ice based finisher. When she feels she's about to win the fight, she charges up a large amount of energy in both her hands. Charging it takes about one turn. By the next turn, she'll combine both fully formed orbs of ice into a larger orb before suddenly containing it between both her hands and then blasting it all downward, angled away from her slightly. This takes out any opponent in the way, either knocking them unconscious or completely killing them (with user permission of course), freezing and destroying everything in a bitter cold in a wide cone shape for about 150 yards. This requires most of her ice energy, and after use, she can only use her low powered ice techniques.

Now for some average techniques...

Headbutt: You know, for as smart as Naomi can be, she still does have a pretty thick skull. Which comes in handy when headbutting the crap out of people. Now you see that it runs on both sides of the family for Dave!

Poison Claw: With poison coated claws and piercing of skin, the poison can kill within ten turns if not cured before then.

Aura Shield: She solidifies her aura in a sort of bubble to protect herself from any oncoming attack for one turn. She also has the innate ability to fire it at the opponent.

Blackout: A blind rage she enters in any form if she gets ****ed off real good. This technique triples the damage her attacks do and also triples her defenses, seeing as in a blackout, one would really careless about what happened to them. Her blackout lasts for ten turns, and after that, just passes out.

Spinal Rip: A basic but deadly finisher which requires no energy at all, but instead the right grabbing point. If she can grab someone's spine the right way, she can rip it out of them completely and ultimately kill them that way. You'll see this skill used on a lot of NPC's and, with the user's permission, some main characters too. Although it sounds like she can use this at any time, Naomi mainly rips people's spines out when she is in her insane blackout.

HISTORY:

Born to a powerful demon lord in Hell, she was the thirteenth kid in the line. And in Naomi’s family line, the thirteenth-born child is born tail-less. (And tail-less demons are usually looked down upon as useless or impotent.) Lucky for her, she was given a cure for that gene defect right away. Ah, the luck of living with rich people.

By the time she was around 215 years old, she was already looking for a mate. They grow up so fast! Then again, at her age, she did look like she was 16 already. She had one with whom she had twelve kids, and then one day, the guy turned up dead. (Chewed up by hawk demons outside of the city gates.) Naomi went looking for another mate when she met Zeron.

She fell in love with him right away, but to this day, still doesn’t know why she did. They had her thirteenth child together, the rocker wolf demon we all know as Dave (also born tail-less due to the curable gene defect). But Zeron wanted to kill the newborn the first breath of air he took. Naomi, reacting to motherly instinct, fled the current Cruxis manor and eventually escaped Hell with some help of some demons, who were turned to stone by Zeron.

Having fled to a secluded wooded area for a few decades, Naomi married another wolf demon up there and protected her son carefully, and started training him from the moment he learned to walk. When she felt he was old enough to leave her without her guidance, she spoke these last words to him:

“One of light, one of blood, only then will the shadow dissolve.”

(Little did she realize her son got a little… distracted… from his self- training.)

Her mate at that time was killed by a group of demon hunters shortly after. Naomi fled them when they came for her, but they eventually found her hiding out in a forest cabin, so she killed them, being tired of being chased around by humans.

And time passed, and she refused to find herself another mate, especially with the luck she’d been having with men; one gets eaten by hawks, one tries to kill her beloved youngest son at birth, and one is killed by hunters. She decided to live the single life, swearing off men forever.

But that didn’t last too long…
Naomi was hiding out in a small city in the year of 2114, and there was word that there were some scientists looking for willing volunteers for their experiments. She knew what “willing volunteers” were just by seeing some fellow demons getting netted and captured by humans. These humans had some kind of gear on them that let them track down anything supernatural. Unfortunately, Naomi fell victim to these freaks, having her chakra drained by their net guns and being knocked out soon afterward. She awoke in their base under construction, being used instantly after coming into consciousness as one of their lab rats. And then, right afterward, thrown into a cold, secluded cell (wearing nothing more than a white cloak) and being one of their “breeders.”

So she went through 16 long years of mating, being the subject of a lot of experiments, having frequent abortions so the sickos could experiment on the fetuses… just too many things to count.

Then, a few days ago, Naomi was rescued by the new lord of Hell during a raid on the base. She wishes to see her son, Dave, again, and see how much he has grown. Yeah. She really misses the li’l bugger.
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FULL NAME: "Administrator J" ... his real name was only revealed to a young girl on one of the South Islands, and only she knows it.

NICKNAMES: The J Man; Mr. Administrator; God

SEX: Male

AGE: Unknown

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 39

RACE:

OCCUPATION: Leader of the organization, A.N.G.E.L.

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): I wonder...

APPEARANCE:

Normal Appearance: Standing very tall, almost towering above everyone else he exists around, Admin J wears a black suit. Seriously, a black business suit with a black tie, a black overcoat, and the only things white on him are his undershirt and his waist-length hair. His eyes shine a deadly red, as if they are staring into your very soul. For a businessman and someone who runs A.N.G.E.L. single-handedly if needed, Administrator J looks very intimidating, and looks as though a single punch from him could send you flying into next millennium.


Fire Form: An elemental form of Admin J, he can undergo this form since he extracted an ifrit's gene and injected it into his own body. Tapping into this gene's natural element, the administrator's hair turns an angry fiery red-orange color, and his normally blood red eyes turn to a burning gold color, like his eyes are on fire. All around him, his aura looks like it is about to consume him in flames, but since he has plenty of control over the element and ultimately the gene, the administrator is strong with this element.

HEIGHT: 6'5"

WEIGHT: 220lbs

ITEMS:

WEAPONS:

Iron Mace: A collapsible mace, the head itself being automatically collapsible, that comes with an extensible iron rod, that can extend up to 200 feet. The mace head itself, at full size, is 100 feet in diameter, and the spikes on it protrude fifteen feet outward. Manufactured by the top engineers at A.N.G.E.L., this huge mace weighs in at almost 3 tons, but thanks to the administrator's super strength he acquired from his entire artificial gene pool, he can carry this like nothing even at full size. When collapsed completely, the huge mace looks like a harmless steel toy.

ELEMENTS:
Everything (Seriously)

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:

Super Strength: Thanks to the collection of genes injected into his body, the administrator has the super strength similar to the fabled demon god. He can lift a city the size of New York City out of the ground with no problem if he tries hard enough.

Close Quarters Combat: Using a series of types of combat ranging from boxing to tae kwon do, the administrator is a force to be reckoned with. Fighting knowledge required if you feel like facing him fist to fist!

Normal Form Techniques
These are his commonly used techniques, which can be used in any other form he has.


Energy Extraction: With his right hand, the administrator grabs his opponent by wherever he deems fit to grab and begins extracting as much energy from them as possible. However, still desiring a nice challenging fight, he will spare a little bit in his enemy after absorbing as much as he needs. It's basically his fueling attack.

Ki Charge: He'll charge up his energy a little. He can do this fifteen times at a time to charge up to however much is acceptable to him.

Energy Blast: Putting his thumb and forefinger on either hand together in a diamond shape aimed at his target, the administrator will charge a good amount of aura into that diamond and unleash it in a relentless flowing blast at the opponent. It is a straight-away blast, and can be avoided more easily as the distance is greater between himself and the opponent.

Energy Wave: The administrator uses his entire body as a sort of aura capacitor to charge up the absorbed energy he needs to execute this attack. Charging takes roughly ten seconds, and he must be still to power up, or else, if moved, he'll involuntarily release the move. By the end of ten seconds, if he has charged it completely, the administrator will unleash an explosive amount of energy around him in a sixty yard radius, knocking away anything living within that vicinity, and generally creating a lot of damage.

Energy Field: Bracing himself and tapping into his seemingly boundless energy reserves, the administrator will set up a force field around him and whoever else is within a three foot reach of him, protecting him from whatever moves his opponent is currently dishing out. He can use it often, but sparingly as it can drain from his reserves for other elements without constant rest.

Ki Punch: He makes his fist pretty much pure energy and then... punches, of course! If the punch is blocked with a normal block, the blocker will take only half the damage it's meant to give. However, if it is blocked with anything made of energy to block it, it'll be as if a normal punch got blocked by a normal hand.

Ki Wave Kick: He sends a quick burst of energy to his foot before throwing it at the opponent in a cone-shaped wave of orange surrounding it. The force is tremendous, but remember, this is melee being used, so it can be blocked.

Shape Shift: The administrator will change his form to other forms he's seen/has the genes to to fool his foe. Sometimes, this is used before battle. If he chooses to, the administrator can keep the form he's in... forever...

Soul Sucker: If he so aptly chooses to, the administrator can take out the soul of his foe and render them an empty, emotionless shell, significantly lowering their will to fight and overall strength and stamina. This'll leave them as an easy target for him. If it's only temporary that he takes the soul, he'll have it for three turns in the fight. He can jack up to three souls out of NPC's, and with user permission, out of another character for good as well.

Soul Slash: Without taking out the person's soul, the administrator can damage it be tapping into their energy and lashing out at their very soul, the source of their energy. This technique, if executed correctly, can cause a good amount of damage to the opponent's Ki, and render some of their aura-based moves useless. When he taps into their energy, he needs to have them in his sights, within about twenty feet of him. The first part only takes a second, and by the second half, he'll drain out whatever he can manage to grasp of the person's soul.

The Deepest Suffering: By managing to make eye contact with the victim, the administrator can manage to imprint his torturous memories into their brain, causing them to 1) think some stuff over and then 2) ultimately go mad for anywhere between ten minutes to a whole month. This greatly reduces their overall fighting efficiency. But he has to make eye contact in order for the memories to be imprinted.

Gorgon's Eye: Extracted from a prisoner, the Lord of Hell himself, and injected into him by his own hands, the administrator managed to extract the recessive gene of the Gorgon's Eye. By staring at the opponent and unlocking the true power of the Gorgon, the administrator can freeze the opponent in place for as long as he stares at them, leaving them at a wide open disadvantage for him to whale on them with a series of close quarters attacks or even aura-based attacks or elemental attacks.

Creation Element: Extracted from the Lord of Hell himself and injected into his blood stream by his own doing, the administrator is capable of creating any known object out of any given chemical element in his surroundings. If he so chooses, he can switch certain bonds around in an object to give it an entirely new look and feel, and even use in many cases.

Fire Form Techniques:
Techniques used when he is in Fire Form.


Flame Pillars: Summoning up to four at a time, Admin J can call forth the power of fire within his system and create these hot pillars, be it to melt things or burn things, so long as he does some damage to it. He can only use these twelve times at a time.

*Flame Armor: For a limited amount of time, the administrator will cover himself in very hot flames, almost white hot which will not burn his own skin, but rather melt and burn anything that touches him. When using this armor, though, he cannot use stronger fire techniques such as Blaze Storm, seeing as it'll take away from the energy needed to support the armor. He'll only waste the armor energy in major emergencies, though. Also, when around a controllable water source, the armor is quite easy to put out, so he has to be rational with the use of the fire armor.

**Hellish Abjuration: He'll form an orb of fire in either hand, the simple size of a baseball, and then unleash both of them like a machine gun, splitting them into ten smaller orbs per fireball. A rain of hellish flames comes spiraling at the opponent, flying about everywhere and seemingly uncontrollably. The administrator can use this move ten times in combat, and he can move around as he fires the... fire. It is very combustible, though, and must be used with caution in relation to the surroundings. They will get more powerful around a heat source of some sort.

**Flame of Terror: If the administrator manages to extract a soul in his pre-combat endeavors, he can integrate the soul with some of his fire and create a being of fire on his side. The fiery assistant can last for up to five minutes, and the administrator can create up to three at a time. Once he uses that soul and integrates it with his element, he cannot get the soul back for later use when the time is up.

***Blaze Storm: The head honcho technique of this fire category. It's sort of like a limit breaker, so it uses a large amount of his energy keeping him in his elemental fire form. The technique is as follows: on the first half, the administrator will charge a good red ball of fire in his hand and keep powering it until it grows to the size of a soccer ball. He cannot move that hand or use it for anything else unless he wanted to fire it right away. By the second half, he'll toss the ball up into the air and let it grow continuously by itself. It'll grow for five minutes until it reaches the size of a two story round house. Upon its final growth, the administrator will snap his fingers simply, draining himself of whatever amount of energy he charged himself with back to his normal form and giving it forcefully to the ball, shattering it into a rainstorm of fireballs within a 250 yard radius, burning everything within that distance.

Earthen Techniques
These are techniques he can use at any time like in his normal form, however, he must always be in interaction with the earth at all times to use these.


Stalagmite Wave: By slamming his hands onto the ground, the administrator can summon up a raging wave of high, pointy stalagmites that can impale anything and everything in its path. They can cause destruction to structures, vehicles, weaponry, even people should they gt in the way. That last bit...can get messy.

Rock Wall: Summoning up a large wall of hard rock, the administrator can keep this wall up to protect him from any oncoming attacks at that specific direction the wall is facing. It takes quite a while to break down the wall, as it can be very durable.

Sinkhole: With a snap of his fingers, or the very will for him to do so, the administrator can create a small sinkhole in the middle of the ground which grows gradually as time progresses. If not responded to, the sinkhole can grow to the size of an entire city, swallowing everything in its path whole.
--Fissure: A build-off from Sinkhole, the administrator just needs to create a simple earthquake to quicken the growth of the sinkhole, causing the earth to collapse into a deep and deadly fissure.

Vampiric Abilities
If he unleashes his vampire genome into his system, his other elements shut down and the administrator can only use the same abilities and techniques as a typical vampire. This leaves him weak to holy, light and fire. However, as a fair tradeoff, his physical strength, and strength in darkness, increases greatly.


High Speed: By tapping into the vampire genome within his system, the administrator can achieve extremely high running speeds, making him a blur when he sprints. This speed is at his very will to control ad can slow down or speed up as he pleases. His sprinting, if he pushes his limits enough, can break the sound barrier, though the after effect once he stops will leave him unable to use that speed for a short time.

HISTORY:

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FULL NAME: Eva Aislinn

NICKNAMES: None

SEX: Female

AGE: 365

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 19

RACE: Wolf Demon

OCCUPATION: College Student at University of New Haven

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): N/A

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION (OPTIONAL): Gentle and easygoing, yet at the very same time, volatile and quick to anger, Eva tends to keep to herself most of the time. Engaging in social activity, she tends to be very pleasant, but straightforward with her thoughts. Opinionated and strongly supportive of her opinions, Eva is considered by many of her university professors an excellent speaker, and at that, an excellent student in her field of study, which is Political Science. She loves animals, and absolutely despises everything A.N.G.E.L. is doing to make their own ends meet by snatching up animals for whatever reasons necessary. Eva also hates needless fighting, such as wars over miniscule causes, but surprisingly is for a war against A.N.G.E.L.—a war for mankind’s freedom of will and independent thought.

APPEARANCE:

Human Form: Looking almost exactly like her mother, Naomi, the only physical feature Eva lacks is the brown wolf ears. In their place, she has long, slender, pointed, human-like ears, which is a common type of ear for most demons. Aside from that, she has long sky blue hair that reaches the middle of her back, and at the front it is parted in a presentable style so her bangs are not in her face. She has gold wolf eyes just like her mother as well, right down to the long brown wolf tail that almost touches the ground. She likes to wear anything that’s loose fitting and casual, such as tank tops, tee shirts, jogging pants, loose fitting cargo pants, sandals, flip flops and what have you. Despite her thoughts on herself, Eva is actually quite a beautiful woman, keeping herself fit. Being a Hell born demon just like all her siblings, Eva also has the gold earring practically embedded in the upper ridge of her left ear.

Wolf Form: A slender brown wolf with black markings at her paws, and brown tips on her ears. A rather unique wolf. The Aislinn lineage was highly respected for their unique wolf form appearances in contrast with typical wolf forms, being other wolves’ fur colors were black or grey or even white. However, these wolf forms could easily be mistakes as fox forms from a great distance.

HEIGHT: 5’9”

WEIGHT: 126lbs

ITEMS: At the very least, a Samsung flip cell phone

WEAPONS: None

ELEMENTS:
Ice

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:

Resilience: Being a demon, and of Aislinn bloodline at that, Eva can withstand much punishment. Although she really wouldn’t want to, she knows she can survive even the harshest of attacks.

Social Sense: Eva can read people much better than the average demon, and because of that, she finds it hard to trust a whole lot of people outside of her immediate family. Also, thanks to her strong sense of smell (being a wolf that she is, after all), she can even smell if a person is trustworthy, or trying to trick her, or even having malicious intents.

Ice Needles: A very low degree of a skill, and the only skill Eva can use with her ice element, she can “form” up to 20 ice needles at a time, two per finger. She can use these only three times in a fight, given she ever gets into one.

HISTORY:

Just like her brothers and sisters, Eva was a Hell born demon, and only like the first 12 of Naomi’s kids, was Hell raised as well. Upon her birth, her father, was the first to notice that she had some sort of strong power in her, and that if her buttons were pushed the wrong way in the future, the result would pretty much be the end for all of the Black City. So, he ordered immediately, for the whole population’s sake as well as Eva’s own, to have a power-withholding earring put in her ear…but that’s wording it nicely. After all of that, Eva was safe to be around, but the earring itself resulted in her being quick to anger, much like her father.

By the demon age of five, Naomi and her mate agreed to sign Eva up for an IQ test. The young girl did demonstrate a rather advanced base of knowledge, and learned much quicker than her two older siblings at the time. The test was completed, and Eva was brought back home, confused as to why she had to take such a test. The results came in the following month, and Naomi was shocked; Eva outshone the rest of the children in all of the Black City with such a fantastic IQ score: 196. Immediately, she ordered for Eva’s placement in an advanced school for young demon children somewhere on the “surface,” as the human world was called. She would be sent every day to an academy in Italy via summoning circle to study.

Soon enough, it was brought to Eva’s attention that her father was kidnapped by an aggressive demon lord named Zeron Drear Cruxis. For what reasons, she did not know, but within a week’s time, her father escaped the fearsome Cruxis Manor and rather than return home, a considerably selfish act which would endanger Naomi and the children, he fled the city entirely. Hours later, word went around that a Sean Griffin was spotted outside the gates of the city, torn to bits by falcon demons from Zeron’s private military, and that Zeron himself was headed toward Aislinn Manor to deal with the former Lady Aislinn, Naomi’s mother. Fearing for her children’s life, and especially Eva’s, Naomi did what any mother would do and sent all 12 of them topside to locations where any of her relatives may have roamed. From then on, Eva spent the remainder of her childhood growing up alongside her oldest sister Edith under the watchful eyes of their uncle William Aislinn in Dublin, Ireland, the origin point of the Aislinn lineage. Concerned with her mother’s fate, all Eva could do was live her life, go to her school, and do what her guardian expected her to do.

When she and Edith were of age, the two sisters left their settlement of Dublin to travel the world. While sightseeing in North America, Edith and Eva had a small conversation, Edith informing her younger sister that she wasn’t really ready to go out into the world just yet, and instead wanted to find a nice apartment somewhere in the north to live and spend some alone time. Understanding her sister’s need, Eva gave her a hug and a kiss and a wish of good luck and before she knew it, Edith was off on her own journey. Then for the next decade or so, Eva resumed touring the continent, finally settling in a small town in New England.

When the nuclear holocaust came and went, Eva accidentally summoned herself back into Hell out of panic, and realizing what she had done, she panicked even more, and felt a weird feeling flow through her body. Trying to control herself, Eva eventually gave in to her overabundance of adrenaline, passing out as a result. She awoke in the small apartment home of the bat demoness, Zeporah, who she learned was the daughter of the late physician Balsa. It was her who told Eva that Zeron no longer threatened the plane of Hell, and that he was supposedly killed by a fox demon named Itachi. It was also her who informed the young wolf, briefly, of her cause of fatigue and passing out, and why her earring was so unique compared to the rest of the Black City’s citizens’. Piecing the story together, Eva finally understood (somewhat), and thanked the young physician for her hospitality. She went back to the human world to learn that the holocaust subsided, and that the human race was trying to rebuild itself. Unlike the other Hell demons she grew up with, Eva decided to lend them a helping hand in rebuilding civilization.

The region she lived in was renamed Leonas, and its borders were significantly smaller than its predecessor’s, roughly the size of Rhode Island. A few years later, Eva decided to advance her education, and registered for the University of New Haven with a major in Political Science, aiming for a Doctorate.

Two years in, Eva is doing very well in her field of study. But she still hasn’t excelled in piecing her own life together, why her power was locked away by her father, and why Naomi feared the most for her life above everyone else’s when Zeron eliminated her father.

One night, Eva met a mysterious man from the North named Oki, who helped her pick up her dropped school things and escorted her home...by her request, of course. Inviting him to stay with her at home for the night, he turned the offer down politely, and Eva simply fell asleep in her chair before suddenly being assaulted by an agent of A.N.G.E.L. Without hesitation, she ran away and was met by Myr'rym Dryco, a member of the Archives who protected her while fighting off the goons of the organization. During the escape, she happened upon Oki again, both of whom were spending their time outrunning different people and being protected by Myr'rym. After a bloody battle against the soldiers and a part of Oki's tribe, the two were escorted to The Crying Wolf, where they were sent to the Archives to be further protected.

The next night, Eva admitted her newfound love for Oki, who freaked out and left the room, leaving her all alone. It was here that Eva's life and everything she knew would come crashing down on itself as she spent some time talking with Silver, head librarian of the Archives.

What she knew on her family, and ultimately her father, was turned around on her as Eva was shocked, and disappointed even, to discover that her true father was, in fact, Zeron Drear Cruxis, and that Sean, who she thought was her real father, only protected her from what could only be called the truth. It all made sense as to why her aura would act up the way it would during times of stress. She decided she needed to learn to control it before removing her earring.
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FULL NAME: Nathan Marshall

NICKNAMES: Nate

SEX: Male

AGE: 41

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 45

RACE: Human

OCCUPATION: Ex Agent for A.N.G.E.L., now undercover cop for New Haven Police Department

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): Neutral. He despises A.N.G.E.L. yet he "leans more towards their alliance"

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION (OPTIONAL): Serious and cautious, Nathan barely trusts anyone who seems even remotely suspicious. It is very hard to win his trust, and his demeanor usually screams lone wolf. Well, yours would too if you were put through rigorous agent training and militia training by A.N.G.E.L. In any case, Nate walks his path alone and always will. His general persona seems as though he has had a life of troubles even before his recruitment with the tyrannical organization.

APPEARANCE: Standing average height at 5'10" Nathan is for the most part a mass of moving human muscle. He is very built and very fit, especially for his age. Even though he had left A.N.G.E.L.'s employment a couple of years ago, Nathan still has maintained his endurance and strength, speed and sharp eyesight, among many other qualities. Now a civilian questioning the integrity of society, Nathan dons a light brown trench coat with a greenish-gray tee shirt underneath tucked neatly into a pair of dark blue, boot cut jeans held up by a black leather belt. He wears his old combat boots, further enforcing his constant wear of boot cut pants. On his left cheek on his face is a very bad battle scar he had training with one of Admin J's superhuman experiments, who proved to be a success after swiftly handling the agent. It is almost in the shape of a certain demon lord's marking. Also on his right arm is a tightly wrapped bandage that seemed to age for well over five years, indicating he either has an injury he wishes not to show, or something worse. The area of skin around that bandage is starting to look a bit infected as well, almost blackened, but somehow the tissue still lives in that part of his arm. He has a thin lined up beard connecting to a chin spike, but no mustache. The facial hair lines up a prominent jawline. His steel gray eyes always look as though he is staring you down into either death, intimidation of a drill sergeant, or just plain creepiness, but luckily, the bangs from his hairline cover the dark stare, while going toward the back, it is more clean cut and shorter. His hair color, by the by, is a fading black into gray color, indicating his aging process. Maybe it's children? A nagging wife? Who knows; Nathan looks like he's endured a LOT of stress.

HEIGHT: 5'10"

WEIGHT: 165lbs, mostly muscle

ITEMS:

His old card key from when he was working for A.N.G.E.L. He kept it as a souvenir. Who knows? It may just come in handy!

WEAPONS:

M1911 Standard Issue Pistol
Information on this Baby Yoshi.
Clip: 7 rounds

M1903 Springfield
All the DETAILED information is here.
Clip: 5 rounds

Beretta ARX 160
Here is the information on THIS Mama Luigi!
Along with its actual image!
Clip: 30 rounds

Nate always carries a small hip bag containing three ammo clips for his handgun and sniper. His machine gun ammo clips are held in a second hip sack right beside the handgun ammo sack.

ELEMENTS:

None

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:

Marksmanship
Nathan has been highly trained in marksmanship during his employment under A.N.G.E.L. Having dead-on accuracy, he only needs to point a gun, any kind of gun for that matter, and fire; he only feels where the bullet can go. No, he does not possess telepathic powers, but Nate may as well, considering his shots go exactly where he wants them to! Now he can't curve bullets like the characters in "Wanted" can, so he's always going to be shooting bullets in a straight line. THAT is a given. So there is a drawback to being a skilled marksman for this man after all.

CQC (Close Quarters Combat)
One of the more practiced and practically mastered techniques from his training back with the base, Nate is skilled in many forms of martial arts. He knows how to break limbs in more than thirty places, how to subdue a raging demon in less than thirty seconds, various chokeholds, and more.

Human/Military Resilience
Though he has retired from A.N.G.E.L's ranks due to personal reason I will disclose later, Nathan is still hardened greatly from his vast experience as an agent for the organization. He can take lots of punishment in combat, though to play it safe, he uses body armor when he knows he's going into a combat situation. If there were a zombie apocalypse, dragon apocalypse, or even an apocalyptic war, Nathan would most likely last until the bitter end, even involved in the deadly combat. It's mostly in the mind to never give up, which adds to his resilience.

HISTORY:

Dating way back to when Nathan was born, even before the rise of A.N.G.E.L., Nathan lived a normal life with a somewhat dysfunctional family. His mother was a drug addict and his father was always getting arrested. What did Nathan do to solve this? Simple; avoid the Marshall household as much as humanly possible when he was around 13. He would spend time with his friends instead, as his parents could give a crap less about him. By the time A.N.G.E.L. rose up officially, accepted widely by the world and placed among the world government ranks, Nathan found job postings for their military, weapons production, pharmaceutical needs, and what have you. What he thought he was going into was lending humanity a hand. Sacrificing his person he was at that time, Nathan enlisted into the military ranks of the organization.

What he did later proved to be a mistake. Undergoing strenuous training to become one of the soldiers of the organization, Nathan learned things about A.N.G.E.L. the hard way. During practice patrols, Nathan saw many demons and angels who were captures by the organization be put through sick experiments, most of the time killing them in the most horrible and gruesome of ways. He did not like this, nor did he like A.N.G.E.L.'s plans for humanity. Extracting genes and making them into injections to quicken evolution was not in his best interests to protect. Instead, Nathan just did his job, earned his money, and stayed at the base for twenty long years.

What it took for Nathan to retire from the organization's ranks completely was one specific assignment. Administrator J was looking for a specific vampire named Kurt, and he believed Nathan was suitable enough for this job. He was sent on the mission not too long after being chosen, and what Nathan was looking for was in an abandoned building in downtown New Haven. The building was actually one of A.N.G.E.L.'s top secret bomb construction departments, and was in the midst of creating a new kind of grenade to combat the demons from Hell. Basing it around their aura structure, it would drain the demon of its power in a force field lasting for up to ten seconds, and was quite efficient in draining 85-90% of their aura. Finding the discovery interesting, Nathan grabbed a few of these grenades for himself and clipped them to his belt. However, he did not need these when he met an angel named Christopher and a wolf demon named Dave, both of whom were assaulted by the vampire Kurt. Essentially, Nathan saved their lives by shooting Kurt square in the forehead and killing him. Wanting to retire as quickly as possible, Nathan excused himself and picked up the vampire's limp body and made the report that the subject had been captured and was requesting a ride home.

He waited for the chopper to arrive at the rendezvous point at the top of the building, and when it did, Nathan was pleasantly surprised to see that the administrator had come along with the chopper. All he did was hand Nathan a retirement paper stating that he will have his bonuses come to him in a few months, and in exchange for the anti-climactic retirement, the administrator took the vampire's body before transforming his hand into a vein-covered, bleeding mass of flesh and claws and slashed at Nathan, only hitting his arm, but the impact was enough to send the now retired agent falling off the tall structure. He landed as if by divine force in a soft pile of garbage bags and an old mattress.

Sealing the deal of his hatred toward the organization, Nathan is now a lone wolf with a set of weapons by his side, and that never leave his side. They save his life now, not Administrator J...
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FULL NAME: Neil Adalbert

NICKNAMES: None

SEX: Male

AGE: 28

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 21

RACE: Human

OCCUPATION: CEO for VS Pharmaceutical, a sub-corporation of A.N.G.E.L.

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): A.N.G.E.L.

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION (OPTIONAL): Always on the ball with his job, Neil is the one man you could always count on to get anything done, and he will do it...so long as he gets something of equal or higher value in return! He is cunning, highly intelligent, and almost always knows how to get his way in any deal. An effective entrepreneur, he does not fight with his fists, but only his words, as words are any businessman's weapon. Use words effectively, and you can win. However, abuse words...and you'll eventually topple on your foundations. He keeps everything in mind when he approaches a certain situation, and is always ready to play a proper card when needed. Neil could be an effective ally, so long as you respect him. He always prefers to stay up to date with everything, from technology to business to even sports so he is never out of the loop. For someone who owns a branch of A.N.G.E.L.'s biology department, Neil actually seems more like the kind of guy anyone could get along with!

There is a darker side to Neil, however, as he is a jealous type. He hates being treated like am omega in a wolf pack. Because of his old high school experience with a snobby bratty lad, Neil does everything in his power to expose weakness in even the strongest of people. He fights with his words, not with his fists, and aspires to be the best of the best. His desire to change the way people view the top of the food chain fuels his fight against corrupt superiors.

APPEARANCE: Anything casual or business is in Neil's strong tastes for clothing, and he always looks top notch too! On business, he will always wear only the finest of threads, being a black over shirt with a black tie underneath, and a white dress shirt underneath that. He will also wear black khakis and shiny dress shoes. Off business, he will wear a collared tee shirt, anything from khakis to blue jeans, and a pair of convers sneakers. It won't matter what Neil is wearing, he will always pull it off to the best of his ability. Wearing gold rimmed glasses over his dark brown eyes, his dark brown, almost black long-ish hair neatly combed and slicked back, and his soul patch on his chin neatly shaven and trimmed to line up with his face, Neil looks like the kind of man who always means business. He will always carry with him a couple of pens, a couple of pencils, his up-to-date cell phone, a writing pad for jotting notes, and a couple of small vials that his business partner and friend, Admin J, entrusted to him. Very tall and looking lean, Neil looks ready for work, and ready for anything.

HEIGHT: 6'5"

WEIGHT: 156lbs

ITEMS:
Two very important sample vials Neil always keeps safely tucked in a small black container in his back pocket

WEAPONS:
His words. Yes, words count as weapons now!

ELEMENTS:
None

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:

Social Interaction
Neil is a very good speaker, and as such, he is able to interact with just about any being without making the situation feel awkward. He can get what he wants, when he wants, and how he wants it by simply saying "the" -- that is to say, any of his words are convincing. Just one of the ways of the businessman.

Read people
Neil knows by nature who to trust and who's not worth spending any time on. With that skill pretty much set in his brain, he is considered by many a great sociologist.

Mental Resilience
With his mental status, Neil can last in an argument for as long as he possibly can, for up to an entire day, even a week! He knows how to break someone in an argument to a point where he'll have the person see his points in the debate. That said, Neil is also an excellent asset to your debate team!

HISTORY: He was an aspiring businessman since the age of 12, that Neil, and he wanted to form his own business one day. Holding a dear passion for biology and business, Neil went to only the best high school in Leonas. A boarding school his rich parents paid for, Neil majored in business and biology, and graduated in the top ten of his class, ranked #2, just one rank short of valedictorian. However, he was not pleased. The valedictorian was a snooty young man named Winston McWellington, and he practically snorted his nose at anyone even remotely below him. Neil did not like this. Neil planned an "accident" for this young man. He did not plan a death, but he planned something. The day of graduation came about, and Neil acted out as Winston gave his snobby speech. Prior to graduation, Neil had found some rather lovely pictures of Winston holding hands and even kissing another male colleague. A sick, twisted grin came about his face. Well, not sick, but twisted. Anyway, during the graduation speech, Neil acted rather inappropriately. He published these pictures and pasted them in the school newspaper's final issue before publishing those as well, exposing Winston's darker sides. When the newspaper was handed out to the graduates before they left the school campus one final time, they were shocked to see that their fellow student and valedictorian, Winston, had a slightly different love preference. Still accepting him, however, it was Neil who had made himself the jackass of the joke. Later in that summer, he had apologized to Winston, but still hated his snooty attitude. Maybe there had to be some other way to expose snobby brats for what they truly were...

By age 21, Neil had gone into college to further pursue his education in business and natural science, and obtained his degree by age 25. During the years between high school graduation and college graduation, however, he had already formed a small band of colleagues who shared the same interests as he. They were originally going to be called "Virtuous Shadow," as they had many virtues, but their intentions were quite shadowy. Realizing the name would be quite fishy to the public, as it would instantly turn people away from them, Neil changed their name to VS Pharmaceutical, something much more appealing. They got their feet wet at local pharmacies in New Haven, in biology labs, medical labs and even genetic labs. Recognized at age 23 by A.N.G.E.L., its shady administrator offered Neil and company an opportunity to affiliate with the organization. Seeing the potential of success in the future, Neil was quick to agree after a careful reading of the contract.

VS Pharmaceutical was made official and was given a secret unknown place deep in the underground areas north of the official Leonas boundaries. However, with Neil as its CEO and the company just being a branch to A.N.G.E.L., he knew right away that there would be a problem yet again with snobby superiors. Keeping his relations with Admin J tight, however, Neil did not want to act out. He was entrusted by the administrator only a year ago with two special injections inside a small black box, small enough to fit in his back pocket. Neil remembered very well the words of the administrator upon the pact: "Keep these shots safe. You'll never know when they may come in handy." Neil also never knew what their side effects could be, but he was adamant in keeping them safe for his superior.

Here he is, 28 years old now and working alongside Gesthle, a colleague of his whose intentions are unknown to him. All Neil knows about the young man is that his loyalty is also to VS Pharmaceutical. And that's all Neil needs.
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FULL NAME: James Aislinn

NICKNAMES: None

SEX: Male

AGE: 358 (around 17 in demon years)

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 24

RACE: Wolf demon

OCCUPATION: General of the 14th legion of Hell

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): Hell's Army

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION (OPTIONAL): Loyal, dutiful, and highly disciplined, James is a smart and cunning wolf demon. He is open minded to just about any idea, and is always willing to better himself at his work. James never backs down from an assignment he takes, and fights to the bitter end. Sometimes, however, he'll find it necessary to quit under certain circumstances. Taking after his father's rationality and resourcefulness, James Aislinn is quite an asset to have on your team.

APPEARANCE: Like most of Naomi's children, James' hair color is sky blue, and cut in a way that is only acceptable to the Army, more specifically the legion he is the general of. Since I really don't know the name of the haircut (cut me some slack here), here's a picture of it to give you a general idea of what his hair looks like. Looks to me like an undercut with messy skater hair, but at least it's short "enough" for the Army not to jump down his throat about it. Taking more on the appearance of his late father, James has amber-gold colored eyes, and a chin spike.

-in progress-

HEIGHT: 6'2"

WEIGHT: 180lbs with nothing on, 230lbs with his full armor and weapons

ITEMS:

Identification Earring, welded literally into his ear
Rank patch etched onto the shoulder blades of his armor

WEAPONS:

Celtic Pride
Broadsword with the Aislinn family emblem etched onto the handle, forged specifically for him upon Mother Aislinn's request when he was a wee lad. The handguard is designed in the shape of what looks like intertwining four leaf clovers, forged out of titanium and dense enough to protect his hand from being chopped off or scratched up too badly in a fight. The hilt ends off in the Aislinn family emblem (which I've yet to describe), and the entire blade itself is made from pure steel, or as pure as steel can get. Double edged and extremely sharp and deadly, it is James's true mark of a general. That sword has seen many battles, and hasn't even gotten so much as a scratch in its lifetime.

ELEMENTS:

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:

HISTORY:

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FULL NAME: Daniel Ray

NICKNAMES: Dan

SEX: Male

AGE: 400

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 20

RACE: Wolf demon/Vampire hybrid

OCCUPATION: Kinda forced into the military by his cousin Dave

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): Hell (obviously)

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION (OPTIONAL): Passive, like, 24/7 no thanks to narcotics, Daniel kind of...misses everything that goes on around him. He's stuck in his own little world and cracks random quirks that, quite frankly, make no sense. Not that he doesn't make sense of the world as it is, but he does tend to get himself into a lot of trouble. Especially with his cousin and now lord, Dave. He has a lot of flaws, but that does not mean he won't be a good ally to have, if only for a distraction. His struggle with drug addiction is his biggest downfall.

APPEARANCE: You'd expect someone who's a relative of Dave's to look similar to him, right? Kind of. But not really. Daniel has long black, kind of wavy hair that reaches the middle of his back, pale skin due to the vampire blood in him that was transformed by a deceased enemy named Kurt, and reddening gold eyes. Ever since he was forcefully enlisted into the military for whatever self-righteous reasons Dave spouted, Daniel has now been even gaining a little bit of muscle and looks like he's been eating properly! Like the rest of Hell's soldiers in the 69th legion, Daniel now wears a black tunic with leather pants, leather boots, and a strong brass armor...at least, that's the dress code for the lower ranking legions. He also tends to have a problem with care-taking his demon claws...

HEIGHT: 5'10"

WEIGHT: 146lbs

ITEMS: A pack of smokes on him at all times and a picture of that one time he and Dave met while they were in separate mobs in Boston in the 1920's, the one time they sneaked a photo together before Daniel was dragged back to his speakeasy. That's it. Oh, and a bottle of pills.

WEAPONS: Standard Issue Bastard Sword: Everyone in this legion gets one. There's nothing special about it in Dan's case, other than the fact that it's been specially made for him so he wouldn't accidentally injure himself if he were to train with fellow soldiers.

Grenades: Dan carries ten of these on his person. He's no explosives specialist, but he sure knows how to land a good throw, with explosive results!

ELEMENTS: Fire

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:

Simple Fire Blast: Shooting forth a burst of fire aura from his hands, Dan can combat with fireballs.

Simple Fire Breath: Well...as the name suggests, Dan breathes fire at the target.

Flash Step: A little technique he picked up from the vampire blood inside his system. Though normal demons can learn this as well, a vampire's flash step is even farther. He can flash step ten feet from the opponent, but too much use will exhaust the ability and render it useless.

Vampire Bite: If he so desires, Dan could send forth a special kind of saliva into the victim's bloodstream, making them into a vampire within 24 hours. He usually doesn't use this one, though.

Headbutt: Wrong lineage, but right way to say "I'm related to Dave!" His head may not be as hard, but the force is hard enough to make opponents see stars.

Narcotics: With his use of multiple different narcotics, Dan could actually possibly use these little things as tools for his own military career rather than tools of self destruction. So...ranging from date rape pills to simple "grass," Dan could use about anything to a strategic advantage. What? A struggling druggie using strategy? Who'd have thunk??

HISTORY:

Daniel Ray was born into nobility on Naomi's side of the family, to her oldest sister Agnes Aislinn 400 years ago. Being the first born, Daniel was meant to be the heir to all of Agnes's belongings. However, things had shaken up for poor Dan when Zeron married into the Aislinn family through Naomi, and decided to assault his grandmother, and ultimately his own mother. To save his life, Dan was sent to the surface world, to colonial Boston in 1677, where he was to fend for himself until his mother arrived. But...no mother came, and Dan was to be left...to the wolves. In this case, the Puritans who were conducting their witch trials at the time.

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FULL NAME: Ryan Medeiros

NICKNAMES: Number 168-MEDS

SEX: Male

AGE: 21

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 18

RACE: Half angel, half human

OCCUPATION: Game Designer

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): Anti-A.N.G.E.L.

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION (OPTIONAL): Ryan is, plain and simple, a charismatic cynic whose sprit and speech is second to none. Self conscious, low in self esteem, but high in skill and workmanship, he will do whatever it takes to see a task through to completion. However, he has the ambition of a quarter-horse, only having short bursts of energy from time to time, completing large amounts of tasks in a short time. He’s very laid back and at times, very much lazy, but if you push the right buttons, Ryan can quite possibly lose his mind. Having been subject to bullying more often than not, he also knows many different witty comebacks to just about anybody. He hates die-hard conformity, loves individuality, and really hates liars. He also has a conflicting philosophy regarding money: be frugal while trying to get rid of it all at the same time. Because money is the root of all evil!

APPEARANCE: A short Portuguese-Native American young man with a lithe, athletic build, Ryan has tan skin, amber-gold almond shaped eyes, wavy black hair that reaches past his shoulders, and a rather prominent chin and nose. His attire can range from anything casual or beat up to anything very professional looking and confident. Despite his old middle school friends’ philosophies on hair of his length, Ryan actually does many different things with his hair, such as slick it back completely in a pony tail, straighten it, or even simply let the bangs hang on the side of his face in wavy curls. He does his best to keep himself looking sharp, unique and standing out of the crowd. And no thanks to the different changes A.N.G.E.L. did to him, Ryan stands out even more. Going up his right arm in a faded sky blue flame pattern is the mark the experiments had left on him, much like a tattoo he didn’t have to pay for.

HEIGHT: 5’7”

WEIGHT:135lbs

ITEMS: All Ryan has on his person is a picture of him and his friends from high school, a picture of him and his best friend Mandy, a picture of his parents before he left his suburban house, a set of 2002 Ford Mustang car keys that will never see use, and a bottle of Airsoft pellets with a small book of matches Scotch taped to it.

WEAPONS: A love of guns combined with a love of medieval weaponry has left Ryan conflicted between choosing a firearm or choosing a bludgeoning device or even choosing a slicing device. He’s decided to go with all three. And to keep it simple, stupid, he’s picked weaponry that’s easy to carry for his convenience.

M1911 Stock Model: Years of playing Airsoft allowed Ryan to aim properly with a real handgun, but he still has yet to get a hold of the recoil. Equipped with it? A tiny little flashlight. Why? Well…why not?

Louisville Slugger: A baseball bat his brother left to him when the older man moved out of New Haven that, to this day, has survived many a beating in baseball games alone. Can it survive and stay intact bashing the heads of A.N.G.E.L. soldiers? We will see, won’t we?

Hunting Knife: We all have Leon Kennedy moments, and this is no exception. Strapped on his belt in those “Alright, time to go through the woods!” moments, Ryan carries a large ten inch hunting knife. His father gave this to him just before Ryan packed his things and moved out of the house. It has yet to see use, but you never know.

ELEMENTS: Light

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES: Ryan is not yet aware of the power he possesses, being half angel and messed with for a month by A.N.G.E.L. However…here is a list of skills he does possess that would otherwise be classified by other RPG’s as “traits”!

Social Sense: Very aware of people, his surroundings and society as a whole, Ryan is able to assess any situation to some extent. Though his predictions may not be right on the money, he can pretty much figure out what will transpire, and the degree it can transpire.

Charismatic Speaker: Sometimes a speaker needs to rise to the challenge of rallying people to his side. Having discovered this ability when he was only 14 years old, Ryan has indulged in it frequently since then, able to win over parties of people to his points of view or causes. However, he can’t win ‘em all, as the saying goes, but Ryan nonetheless wins over a majority of people with good wording.

Genius: He may not realize it, but Ryan is pretty smart. He has a basic knowledge of just about everything one would need to know in the world as we know it today, and 90% of the time, he knows what he is talking about. And we thought Dave was the smart one!

HISTORY: Being the youngest in the family is very difficult. Especially if your older sibling has a decade on you, and is able to lie his way out of trouble he caused to pin it on you! Because of that, Ryan is treated constantly like an omega and scapegoat by his family and friends. So…he was born 21 years ago to an angel mother and a human father. His father worked as security for VS Pharmaceutical and his mother worked an office job for Haven Insurance Company. His older brother attended school, like any good boy. Ryan was always cared for by his parents, always kept safe and out of harm’s way. When they would leave, he was left in the care of his older brother, who would unintentionally make a mess in a room of the house and pin the blame on the baby when the parents came home. This is what paved the path for Ryan to inadvertently become a scapegoat and bottom feeder on the food chain.

All throughout elementary school, Ryan was constantly abused and bullied. The schoolkids would make him do some of the craziest things, promising some outlandish reward for him, only to throw rocks and dirt at him in the end. Worse, the school faculty did nothing to hinder the bullying. In fact, they believed whatever white lie the popular boys and girls used to continue bullying the poor guy. Poor guy…
Middle school changed completely for him, however, when he met two good friends, Peter and Matthew. The three stuck together like superglue on paper for the next three years of their adolescence. Bullying was not absent, however, as Ryan still had to endure it every waking moment of his life at school. It was here that he met another buddy of his, Shawn. Shawn supported everything Ryan had ever done, from writing to drawing to, at one point, attempting to make a fangame out of a collection of Nintendo games. They had gone their separate ways in the academics field, but stayed in touch until college, where their beliefs had completely conflicted with one another.

Ryan remained an easy rider who worked hard and stayed true to himself. Shawn, however, overhauled his appearance and attitude. He became the very image of society he and Ryan used to despise together. Granted, he did work hard, but he tried forcing Ryan to do the same, calling it “a step into manhood” and “confidence.” Ryan disagreed, and they had left to do their own career paths on rather peaceful terms. After college, Ryan got a degree in game creation, and was hired almost immediately by Stratus, Inc. in Downtown New Haven. It was here where his life would make yet another crazy turn.

He found an apartment to move into in the suburbs, and while transporting his things from his parents’ house to the apartment, he was suddenly abducted by goons from A.N.G.E.L. and brought to their mother base. They threw him rather harshly into a prison cell, telling him that they knew what he was, and that their Administrator had big plans for people like him. So, the next 31 days of Hell began. Thirty-one days actually wasn’t a lot compared to what all the other in-mates were faced with. The scientists conducted experiments on him, performed health checkups on him, and soon began trying to alter his already muddled genes. They had found nothing to trigger the holy power Ryan was born with, and as such, subject him to death for the following week. Worried for his life, all Ryan could do was wonder how the hell he could escape, and why the hell he hadn’t started working his awesome new job as a concept artist just yet. Then the most ironic thing happened, the one thing that saved his very life.

That part of his history will be explained in MASSIVE DETAIL in a solo RP. So don’t get excited.

After his escape, Ryan found his old apartment home and wondered why A.N.G.E.L. hadn’t come after him just yet. Shrugging it off, he stepped inside, and began the next twenty or more years of his life as a game designer…a concept artist…maybe even a manager of his own development team one day. It started here…in New Haven.
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FULL NAME: Titus

NICKNAMES: The Fallen Hunter

SEX: Male

AGE: 5000

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 35

RACE: Fallen Angel

OCCUPATION: Mercenary/Drifter

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): Has no real side, he does things so long as there is a payoff for him.

CHARACTER DESCRIPTION (OPTIONAL): Titus looks to have no emotion, and he has absolutely no problem with killing in the name of self defense or the defense of others, a factor that caused him to fall from his place in Heaven in the first place. If that wasn’t enough, he takes no sides but his own, and does not believe in any true meaning of “righteousness” or “justice,” but instead, payoff for doing a deed for the highest bidder. It would be a lie to say he believed that bloodshed is wrong, but he does believe that bias, in a poisonous excess, can tear a united world divided. Bloodshed and violence are an option that seems to work best to get his point across, or to gain him any kind of ground in this slowly dying world. He does have a soft side for children, some women, and animals however, and will take some time to defend them from any threat, whatever these threats may be. They could even include his own employers given the circumstances are complicated.

APPEARANCE: A towering tanned muscular man with a hardened and emotionless face, complete with salt and pepper stubble and short dark brown hair with his bangs hanging messily in his blue-green eyes, Titus gives an intimidating air about him, especially odd for an angelic being. Even odder, he dresses in mostly dark colors, and sticks to leather overcoats, dark colored undershirts, dark denim pants, steel tip boots and black leather gloves, but that is a fallen for you, I guess. Titus has a scar going from the right side of his hairline down his right eye before suddenly jutting over his cheek towards his right neck and shoulder, no doubt from an attempt at his life some centuries back that he poorly defended against at the last second. The scar was enough to blur out his right eye from its natural blue-green color to a foggy white organ. He has a second scar going down his left arm and stopping as his elbow that he got during a brush with a dragon being that had nearly conquered him before he banished it to Elcadia. On his torso is a third gruesome scar, almost like a burn, that he received before immediately falling from Heaven. The burn scar diffuses outward from the middle of his chest and stops at his sides, under his neck and above his solar plexus. The strange design and maroon color of the scar suggests that he was hit with a powerful energy attack of sorts that also burned away much of his flesh. Lastly, Titus wears a necklace with a cross hanging right over his sternum.

Fallen Form
Being a fallen angel, Titus’s angelic form is not what you would expect from a typical one. Where normal angels have pure white wings, Titus’s feathery and maintained wings are grey and black. The wingspan is a good 30 feet from tip to tip, and he can use these wings to fly great distances if he so chooses. When he enters his fallen form, the only other sign aside from his wings’ appearance is a change in his eye color form blue green to pure shiny silver.

HEIGHT: 6’3”

WEIGHT: 225lbs

ITEMS:
- A bottle of holy water on his right hip
- His cross necklace
- A map of Leonas
- One healing potion

WEAPONS:

Desert Eagle Mark VII .357 MAGNUM
And not just any Desert Eagle, but a lightning infused one! Customized to fit his large hands and with a lightning stone in the grip, this little guy can be quite the threat in a gun battle. With it, Titus has three kinds of special rounds, plus regular rounds.
--Aura Draining Rounds: Once it penetrates flesh, these bullets have a mechanism that activates, beginning to drain the target's aura. It is most effective on supernatural beings and targets who use aura-powered weaponry or armor, making them an easier target for Titus.
--Armor Piercing Rounds: Self explanatory. We can say it will end in a bloody mess.
--Silver Rounds: Specifically designed for the killing and wounding of demons, vampires and werewolves. These kinds of rounds are rare to come by, so Titus plans to use these sparingly.

He has five magazines of each kind of special round, including regular rounds.

Endowed Broadsword
Endowed is the right term for this sword!
Imbued with the holy power of God himself, this sharp and sturdy iron blade can cut through most armors, and cause blinding pain to beings such as werewolves, vampires and especially demons. The hilt is made of the purest gold and silver, complete with a dense steel interior to keep the lighter metals from bending under the weight of the blade. Each time it is unsheathed, the sword shines in a brilliant heavenly light, even if it is being used by a fallen angel with almost no light left aside from his aura.

ELEMENTS: Light and Ice

SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:

Extraordinary Strength: Titus is a fallen angel, but more importantly, he is an angel, and even more importantly, he is a supernatural being. As such, he will have access to greater amounts of strength compared to normal humans and lesser supernaturals. This allows him to carry more weight than the average being, and this also gives his physical attacks a stronger effect and impact.

Summoning: With this technique, Titus can virtually will himself to any location on the planet, so long as he has been there before. He can move in and out of this location as he pleases. However, he can only summon once a day, as doing so more than once can greatly drain his aura and exhaust him.

Light
* is for Fallen form

Solar Flare: Titus can summon a brilliant ball of light equivalent to the brightness of the sun which can temporarily blind a target.

Light Wave: This is a small wave of light aura which, once unleashed, hits everyone within a ten foot radius. Blinding is a potential aftereffect.

*Bomb Flare: In his Fallen form, Titus can summon orbs upon orbs of brilliant bright light before raining them down on multiple targets. Each “bomb” explodes in a blinding flash of light, and also generates a heat like a white hot fire. After each explosion, it will leave a smoldering crater behind, at least five feet in diameter, and three feet deep. That is just being modest!

Ice

Blinding Frost: Titus can summon a powerful and ice cold blizzard that lasts for about five minutes. The blizzard is powerful enough to obscure the target’s vision, and the stinging cold is enough to slow them down over time.

Ice Shards: A simple volley of ice shards comes raining down from the skies on the target or multiple targets, within a 50 foot diameter.

Freezing Explosion: Another Area of Effect technique, Titus unleashes a frigid blast from within his body, pushing everyone within a fifteen foot radius away from him, and stinging them with a horrific chill all at once.

*Frostbite: Despite the name saying “bite,” it is anything but a bite. In his Fallen form, Titus summons a tiny orb of ice aura to slap into his victim. Once it is within the victim’s system, it will slowly lower their body temperature over the next ten minutes until; finally, they are too cold to even function properly. For targets that are able to heat up naturally, this will inhibit their hotter auras greatly for the next ten minutes, greatly reducing the effects of techniques requiring a level of heat to function correctly.

Finisher

*Holy Frost Nova: Combining his ice and light auras into one usable element, Titus creates an explosion of holy aura and frigid Antarctic air, affecting everything in a 100-foot radius. The holy aura can burn and inhibit, in some cases even destroy unholy beings and blasphemous humans, while the frosty ice aura puts a stop or lowers any heat source’s high temperatures. The aftereffect is a frigid wasteland of holy snow that seems to never go away.

HISTORY:

Titus was born to a family of powerful archangels, and he was raised by their strict ways. At first he had agreed with everything he had learned from his mother and father, but soon, during the Crusades in the early 12th Century, Titus had seen exactly what the humans below were fighting for. Bloodshed in the name of the god they worked under, bloodshed done by the Templars unto peoples who had lived in peace and had known such, and the angels in Heaven became overjoyed. Their faith was beginning to spread, but not in the fashion that Titus was raised to believe it should be.

During the time of the Salem Witch Trials, Titus had enough of the mistreatment of free thinking humans in the name of their god. He stepped up to the Creator, challenging his position, questioning his authority. The Creator did not like this, and had ordered his most powerful archangel, Michael, to throw Titus from the Heavens into the world of man. However, Titus would not allow this without a fight. He reached for a high angel’s sword, stealing it free before slashing at Michael. He managed to land a few ugly gashes on the Archangel’s body, but to his disbelief, Titus was hit in his chest by a divine blast from the Creator, throwing him off the heavenly plane and falling for miles, miles to the earth below.

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FULL NAME: Daymian Apollo

NICKNAMES: The Old Man, Fenris, God of Destruction, among many, many others acquired, given to him, or self-titled over the billions he was alive. “Jackass” seems to be the most common.

SEX: Male

AGE: Timeless

AGE RESEMBLANCE: 30

RACE: Half wolf demon, half god

OCCUPATION: God of Destruction, Master of Fates, Former Unreal Organization Patriot, and currently a nomad wandering Earth

ALLIANCE (IF APPLICABLE): Chaotic neutral

APPEARANCE: He has white hair down to his mid-back and a white kimono with traditional hakama pants. His eyes are a deep greenish-gold color, burning with hatred for existence, but still harboring a desperate desire to break free from his darker side. He has white wolf ears and a white prehensile wolf tail. Despite this pure appearance, Daymian’s fingernails are a deep black, shimmering different shades of dark purple, royal blue and yes, pure black under the right light thanks to his corrupting aura.

Wolf Form: He is four feet tall and six feet long—a very large wolf. His fur is black and his eyes are a shimmering golden green, with giant, intimidating fangs. His claws are straight and curve just at the tip, each one being a shocking 14 inches long. They are razor sharp and seem to never dull due to constant care and maintenance. Not bad for a madman with some serious mental problems, eh? His fur feels harder and sharper than steel, due to its ancient coarseness. Odd for a wolf demon in this form is the idea that Daymian has ten prehensile tails, but other than that, he has two demon horns that extend straight up from his skull and curl around like a goat’s horns.

Demon Form: In this form, Daymian’s pure white hair turns the deepest black, blacker than night, and the same is true for his white wolf ears. His eyes turn completely black as well, and from his forehead grow two grotesque looking demon horns that, again, curl over and around the sides of his head. Ironic for a demon is that instead of black leathery demon wings, he grows a pair of black, feathery angel wings, symbolizing the corrupt unity between his parents and eventually spawning him. His aura-blackened claws extend and suddenly become blacker than a black hole itself. He also wears a black Viking-style gauntlet on his left arm, which sprouts from under the aura he holds back to produce this form.

God Form: His overall appearance remains the same, however, the amount of aura he radiates in this form, and along with just how much it takes to simply undergo this form, is astounding. Daymian’s skin becomes covered in black markings that twist, turn and trail over his pale flesh, deeply embedded into the very fabric of his being as if they were scars. There is still a gauntlet on his left forearm but thanks to the latest in aura manipulation, it flashes gleaming silver with a blood-red gem on the wrist section, radiating with black and purple “electricity.” His left eye is gold and the other is green. His sharp claws, capable of disembowelment, extend to a lengthy four inches. His hakama pants react to this shift in aura, and appear to become black, with metal layered greaves up to his knees...he has a zanbatou sword on his back that can only be wielded by him, and only if he is in this form. Because of this, it can either only be summoned, or simply appear when Daymian enters his God form.

Destruction form: Daymian’s very reality is tossed aside when he enters this form. With the right amount of rage, hatred and mental instability, he lets loose every ounce of his bottled-up aura, practically destroying his mentality in the process. His wolf ears disappear and become pointed human ears, with the left top ridge pierced with the first-ever forged Hellion earring. His ten tails are revealed upon transforming into this form, and look just like his hair, black, flowing, fire like, and completely out of control. His hands become cloaked in an extremely dark and flaming-like aura, and his clothing becomes torn and shredded from the immense amounts of energy released, spent and gained all at once. Yes, it is a (slightly) working system, I have done my research. This form, all of Daymian’s attributes, such as strength and speed, increase by insane factors, with the tradeoff that this form lasts for only a short amount of time, and oh yeah, he lacks all reasoning and mental stability to do anything rational beyond destroying!!!
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CHARACTER DESCRIPTION(OPTIONAL): To put it bluntly, Daymian is precise, accurate, cunning, strategic, fast, powerful and fearless. He shows no emotion towards his enemy, as he is a twisted man who never wastes an attack or a movement, providing he is under enough self control to do so. He prefers hand-to-hand combat and he uses the wolf-style fighting stance, he loves to fight but he never starts one without his own reasons or if they have given him one. His only personal downfall is that he hasn't enough control over his own power so he sometimes goes out of control and wildly attacks his enemies. He also has a special trait in which his blood is a cure to all poisons and is the most lethal toxin in the world. He has a major ego and a part of him that he has locked away, but he is struggling to keep it that way

DARK SIDE: This is the part of his mind he tries to keep locked up in his psyche. it contains all the power and skills of Daymian but it moves wildly and purposelessly attacking indirectly flailing his body around. His aura is constantly fluctuating up and down. his mind is gone and he is just fighting on instincts alone.

HEIGHT:6'

WEIGHT:180 lbs

ITEMS: A pair of dog tags from his service in Vietnam. and a book he keeps in a pouch on the back of his pants.(he likes to read it when he is fighting someone not worthy of his attention).finally he has a pair of fingerless gloves he puts on when a fight gets interesting.

WEAPONS: He has an ability that allows him to absorb his weapons and use them at will, and by ability, we mean he actually places a unique summoning inscription onto each one to summon at will.

Winchester Repeating Rifle: It is a classic Winchester rifle with a few modifications.
It has a shortened barrel, and it has been modified to use a clip that holds twenty rounds. It has also got a magical modification allowing it to shoot any kind of bullets and even allows it to shoot bullets made of pure aura as well. It has a special attachment allowing it to have a scope making it even more accurate increasing the range up to 1000 yards. Daymian prefers to use it with just one hand.

poison needle:not much of a combat weapon ut a weapon none the less . It's a doctors needle with ten miligrams of a mix of black widow, rattlesnake venom and his own blood which allows them to combine to create a fast acting toxin capable of killing even a powerful demon.(but can't be used in full on combat)

Denkiteki Chokutou: (its a sword given to him by his brother)It is a straight sword about the size of a katana made of a rare metal he found in an asteroid and is double edged. It has a special jewel set in the blade where it meets the hilt, this jewel allows him to release aura into the blade making it indestructable and allows in the slice through anything

Light And Dark Katanas: He has two katanas one of them has power over light energy the other has power over darkness.

The Destruction Blade: It is basicly a giant sword that is extrordinarally powerful, it is made of angel feathers, demon's fang and claws, escance of life, and adament, blessed by death and bathed in the blood of a God. It only appears on his bck in his god form.

Scythe: just a 6' tall scythe with a carbon-steel blade. Or is it, though it may look like a regular scythe when he twist the middle of it the top half seperates to reveal a chain about 3 feet long.

Fighting Knife: he has a full tang 15" fighting knife he keeps on a sheathe sewed to the back of his shirt.

Kunai Knives: he has 3 pairs of kunai that he uses for fighting and throwing, he keeps them in sheathes that are on the thighs of his hakama.

Yokaze:(night wind)It is a black katana infused with the power of wind it's blade is 45 inches long and totally black the handle is hardwood covered with shark skin wrapped with real leather.

ELEMENTS:He has power over Wind Earth Water Fire Light and Darkness.He also has power over the fate of others((meaning he can control wheather or not someone will die,but it only works with humans and animals from earth.)) which he doesnt learn until much, much, much later.


SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES:A Gods Wrath:He transforms into his god form and stabs the enemy in the leg with his sword, pulls it out kicks the enemy straight into the air presses his hands together disappears and reappears above the enemy. He then grabs their face and blows them up one cell at a time.This all happens in about 5 seconds so it's ALOMST impossible to dodge

Dark Bullets: He shoots bullets of dark energy from his palms

Double Lunar Fang:he uses two swords and he gathers up aura on his blades and he swings at the enemy creating a double attack wave.

Heaven Striking Lunar Fang: He creates a wave of black and white aura around his sword and he can either use it as an attack wave or use it to maximize his swords power.


Lights Out:he surrounds the enemy with a realm made of darkness that is pitch black and slowly shrinks it to damage the enemy.


Call In The Wolf Pack:daymian howls and his wolves come in and attack the enemy several times.


Black Light:He creates a burst of light energy mixed with darkness that stuns the enemy so he can slash them

Whats Happening To Me: Daymian gets ****ed and starts to transform in a violent manner (he is thrashing about holding his head and screams in pain) into his destruction form form and his power increases 20 fold but it lasts for only a short time.(only lasts for about 15 seconds)

Element Storm:he uses wind fire earth and water in one blast at the enemy

Tsunami Slice:He creates a giant sword of water about 20 feet long and uses it to slash at the enemyand block fire attacks.

Earth Spears:He creates ten spears made of stone and hurls them at the enemy.

Black Fire:He surrounds his claws in black flames and slashes at the enemy.

This Ends Now:He gathers strength from all of his emotions his love,rage,sorrow,fear and pain and he draws power from everything around him he then focuses it into his heart then through to the swords in his hands and then he slashes the enemy creating force enough to destroy anything in a 4.5 mile radius.

Sonic Slash:he charges at the enemy and slashes him quicker than the blink of an eye.

Big Bang Theory:he creates a ball of light and dark energy from his heart that he rushes and hits the enemy with and it highly damages his enemies in an explosion about 40 feet in diameter.


Wind blade:very basic he swings his sword and a gust of wind so fast and powerful hits and slices the enemy and can slice through soft armor.

All Out Rage:he slices at the enemy with his two swords hitting them about 45 times.

Blinding Burst: self explanatory its a flash of light that blinds the enemy.

Insanity Rush:he lets his dark-side out briefly and he flows dark energy through his two swords making them 5 times stronger and he rushes the enemy and hits them 225 times

The Perfect End:he unleshes his inner manifestation of his pain anger and sorrow in its fullest form in an explosion of energy he cloaks his hands in aura presses them together and .

Taking Down The Mountain: it is a sword technique where he strikes the enemy's sword and locks up his sword's hilt with the enemy's then he rolls his shoulder and slices the enemy in half diagnally

Dark Buster: he creates a beam of pure darkness to attack his enemies.

Nightmare Realm: If he looks his opponent straight in the eyes he can send them into their own psyche where there is a world where they face all their worst fears for what feels like 72 hours. They then return to the normal world--this just happens in a split second in real time.

HISTORY: Daymian Apollo I was the youngest of three demon brothers, born to Lucifer and Lillith as a half-holy, half-demon being, and born as the heir to the Throne of Hell, shortly after his fallen-angel father established the plane. For the first few decades of his life, he had it all: the perfect pampering, an excellent training regime set up specifically for him by Lucifer, and all the power he could ever imagine just by being a prince. Throughout these young years, Daymian made tight connections with powerful families who, at the time, were few in number. He was even forged his own earring by Lucifer himself, the first-ever Hellion earring made from the purest gold. Daymian kept the earring welded tightly in his ear as a token of appreciation, and a gesture of royalty. One day, though, for an unknown reason, Lucifer decided he wanted to banish his youngest to the human plane, while his older twin sons wreaked havoc across existence. Confused and angry, Daymian swore to return to Hell and claim what was rightfully his. Until then, he wreaked his own havoc on the human world, hoping to catch the attention of his once-loving father.

During the beginning of human history, Daymian was found by his older brother, Jeuda, who took the insane little wolf in and began raising him like his own. Well, needless to say, he was blood to Jeuda. They were inseparable, those two, and it was a good chance for Daymian to break away from destruction for a while, and to learn how to fight properly from his brother. They trained for a few decades before Jeuda decided to enlist him in a top-secret organization that policed the very fabric of the universe, known only as the Unreal Organization. Many referred to them as the Patriots, and their intentions were never made quite clear. But Daymian was attached to his brother like a favored child to his overbearing father, and he did not want to leave Jeuda's side, ever.

Centuries went by, and the demon brothers were sent all over the universe to "cleanse" the planets of "plagues." Each planet that was cleansed ended up being destroyed later on by the higher-ups of the Organization with ancient machinery run only by pure aura. Daymian didn't care that he was doing this job; he was simply given orders, and he was to follow them, as Jeuda told him he should do--because Jeuda was being played the same way. It wasn't until a planet not unlike Earth was next on their job list, that Daymian began seeing the true colors of the Unreal. He and Jeuda were both sent to this planet to eliminate every being that lived and breathed, from intelligent, sentient beings to simple furry little creatures.

Daymian could not bring himself to do these inhumane deeds, and when he refused, Jeuda knew what he was doing was wrong as well. The brothers rebelled against the organization halfway through their slaughter, making their way to the ancient ship that floated in orbit and destroying all in their path, eventually reaching a Patriot who controlled the vessel. The battle went on for hours between the three, destroying the ship from the inside out before, finally, the Patriot was killed...but not before banishing each brother to a different piece of existence entirely. Jeuda went missing, perhaps even dead, and Daymian was sent back to the slowly advancing Earth, where his familiar humans, demons and angels dwelt. Once again entering a state of confusion, rage, sadness and hatred, Daymian resumed bringing about humanity's torturous destruction.

Many of human history's greatest disasters were such examples of Daymian's wrath, the most prominent ones being Pompeii's dramatic eruption, tsunamis that flooded the coasts of Japan, and the Great Crusades across Eruope. He kept up these disasters relentlessly until, typically enough, he fell for a white wolf named Luna LeFay. They married and he thought he finally found happiness and tranquility with the white she-wolf. The two did everything together--they dined together, they toured the world that Daymian once rained his wrath upon, to view its beauties he missed in his enraged state, before later creating their own disasters together. And then, again in a cliche manner, Luna went missing. Daymian was unsure as to why she disappeared. Was she kidnapped? Did she up and leave, feeling unsatisfied with their marriage? Or worse yet, was Luna killed? He was aware she had many enemies who wanted her head, and the possibility of her kidnapping and death seemed more and more clear. The idea rooting itself in his head, Daymian reverted to the chaotic, mad wolf he used to be, destroying every inch of the eastern continents he could in search of his love.

It was around the fifteenth century that he learned Luna's true intentions of marrying him; she wanted to eliminate a powerful man, Lucifer's heir to have her chance at Hell's throne, and from there, slowly begin a dark age for all of existence. Her "kidnappers" were members of his friends from the Organization, and he learned further that Luna was a Patriot as well. In another attempt to banish him from the planet, Daymian and Luna had a decisive battle, that ended in a bloodbath for Lady LeFay, but not at the cost of most of Daymian's power. He was instead banished back to Hell, where he was forced to live in the Wastelands, just outside of the Black City.

Living as an outsider, Daymian wanted to find a way back into the city. He had an itch that needed to be scratched, an unresolved issue with his father that remained like a lazily knotted rope. Spotting a slave trade caravan making its way back to the city's front gates one night, Daymian climbed aboard a wagon and killed everyone inside, including the driver of the wagon, before wearing the man's cloaks and taking the reigns. The perfect disguise...

He was allowed into the city thanks not only to the caravan he was now part of, but also the earring he was given, which seemed now to be common to most citizens in the city. Upon reentering the city, Daymian was amazed at the progress it made in expansion. It was as if this were a treasure trove waiting for one worthy of plundering it. But there were more important matters he needed to tend to first, matters that were personal before he could claim what was his. He remained lying low in the city's common quarters, working as a slave trader and keeping up with his disguise. He sneaked into the city, right under their noses, and not even Lucifer, the omniscient ruler of the plane, would have guessed. While working as a trader, he made more connections with people from powerful families, but a noteworthy one was with the Aslinns. Through this family, he met Lady Aislinn and her youngest daughter, Naomi Aislinn, only a pup at the time. Her father was killed by Lucifer before she was born, for attempted mutiny in the courts, and she needed a fatherly figure to help take care of her. All selfish goals Daymian had were mentally abandoned, as Jeuda had done the same for him long ago. There was no marriage to her mother required to play this role, just being present was enough for the thirteen pups Lady Aislinn was raising. In return, Daymian was given a better home among these Irish wolves, and a room out of Lucifer's prying eyes.

He lived in peace, and once again, he returned to a semi-sane state, finally having a family for the first time in his entire life. Acceptance...something the washed up god desired more than anything. His desired to take the title of heir slowly faded as he made close ties with each son and daughter Lady Aislinn had, especially little Naomi, who looked up to him with the brightest gold eyes and warmest smile...an odd description for one with ice abilities. He watched the pups grow up and move on to do their own thing, like joining the Legions, moving to the human plane to live in Ireland, or staying at home to help their mother keep the manor looking presentable for visits from fellow nobles. However, he kept the closest ties with Naomi, and when she came home one day, a teenager now with an older soldier from the army, he knew something was amiss. The man was a General of the second Legion, and was named Sean Griffin. Daymian did not know what it was he felt for the man, whether it was an overwhelming desire to protect Naomi like a daughter, or jealousy of the man. Either way, he had always gotten in Sean's face with aggression. It got to a point that even Naomi began rebelling against Daymian, telling him that she loved the man, that he protected her when he wasn't there, and that she wanted to marry him--after all, she was pregnant with their first! A shock to both Lady Aislinn and Daymian, he had no choice but to let her go and be on her own with the man. A lesson in love, fatherly or something else, was to let her free like a butterfly. He did exactly that, but at what cost?

He didn't know what it was he felt for the wolf, but Daymian soon moved out without saying a word to Lady Aislinn, nothing more than a silent "Goodbye." And then he was gone, living again in a crummy place, and resuming his slave trade job more consistently than before. Some time went by, and then Lady Aislinn rushed to his small condo one evening bearing tragic news. Sean Griffin was murdered by a flock of bloodthirsty hawk demons, and whether it was a hired hit or just an accident was beyond the two wolves. A new fire lit in his eyes, and whether it was a chance at Naomi's heart, or an opportunity to be reunited with her as a surrogate father was beyond him. But he let Lady Aislinn lead him quickly to the manor Naomi and Sean resided in.

-to be worked on-
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