Name: Ryuunosuke Takeshi Miyamoto
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Nationality: Japanese
Build: Athletic Body
Appearance:

Height: 5” 9”
Weight: Average
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Colour: Black
Appearance outside Armour: Long black hair, brown eyes, has a body of a trained athlete and a large scar on his face starting from the lower part of his right eye which crosses the bridge of his nose to the upper left side of his eye. He is rather rugged and manly at first look. He is very pale due to rarely having his armour off except when he spends long periods of time with his wife or if his armour is being repaired. He has surprisingly thin eyebrows, and an average looking face though women seem to throw themselves at him. While he is not in armour his hair is not tied together to keep it in place but once in armour will have it done up. Due to his body type, many think of him as a protector and the kids would call him a strong giant.

Weapons:
1st: Katana (Sword)
2nd: Naginata (Pole)
3rd: Yumi (Bow)
4th: Kanabo (Club)

Other Weapons: (For future parts (2090-3998) of his characters)

1st: Unknown Machine Gun
2nd: Unknown Pistol
3rd: Unknown Minigun
4th: Unknown Shotgun

Armour Features: His armour has words written in places such as one of his shoulder pads which have the word ガス (Sprit), the word 強さ (Strength) on the other shoulder pad. The chest area has a small imprint of the word 知恵 (Wisdom) going down his chest plate. The helmet itself has more than a word on it, it says 光と闇だけお互いを破壊ではなく、共存できる、バランスが鍵です (Light and darkness can only coexist, not destroy each other, balance is key) There is also a little piece of something his wife made for him which is now nothing but a rag. The rag has the Japanese flag on it though mostly dirty from dirt and blood from him or his enemies.

The armour is black and purple for the most part, the mask itself is mostly purple and gold. His wife gave it to him as it once belonged to her father who was also a samurai. Back then it was black and red though his wife thought about breathing new life into it. The armour is not in perfect condition, not anymore. The scratches are the only real damage as the armour is fixed every few years. The metal parts of his armour do not shine like it once did, his wife always made sure he looked good even if he was out there with his life on the line and taking lives of others who thought of themselves as strong or evil. Most of the armour is just leather while the important areas are metal.

Personality: Like most samurais he was loyal, if he was asked something by his master he would do without question. Focused most of the time though the thought of his wife was what kept him focused mostly. He has a mask which hides his true self when in battle, in battle it is about death for him or his opponent. He would go out of his way to help those he needed it such as the poor or those who were preyed on by criminals. He is true to his beliefs and traditions which are things people remember him for. He has compassion for others except his true enemies and he knows who is worthy and those who are not. A born survivor and is a loving person to his wife and other family members scattered around the country.

Ryuunosuke is wise, the master would dare to say wiser than him and he is also an idealist. He does not really like giving orders but if needed to he will do to get things done and, for the most part, is trustworthy. The dark side of him is his battle side though Ryuunosuke has to suppress most of it as his dark side is nothing more than a monster. He is rather spiritual and believes the afterlife keeps an eye on all the people they know. Though there is no proof he believes in ghosts, zombies and all that stuff many believe not to be true.

Bio: Ryuunosuke was born in a big family, he had three brothers and two sisters and Ryuunosuke was the oldest. The youngest brother died at the age of two for unknown reasons. The second eldest brother left at 14 to become a monk and the last brother went on to be a palace guard. The eldest sister was married at the age of 18 and has been a housewife ever since and the youngest sister was taught the way of the samurai by her elder brother Ryuunosuke. Their mother and father were both samurai’s meaning their children would become one as well if they wanted to. They did not feel their children needed to become samurai’s, surprisingly only two of them wanted to, they said they felt it in their blood.

Ryuunosuke was born on the 19th of August 1899 in a small Japanese village somewhere close to the mountains. They moved to one of the cities until Ryuunosuke and his youngest sister went off to train with their new master who saw talent in both of them. Though at this time women were not equals in many people’s eyes the master, her brother and family did see both males and females as equals. They were trained somewhere deep in the mountains and finding this place meant you were worthy of the masters training which both Ryuunosuke and his sister had managed to find after a solid month of looking for. Day to day they would do whatever their master said, the daily training was always different and sometimes it felt like there was no training though there was more to it then what they thought.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and months turned into years. A solid two years passed by and both were ready to leave their masters place in the mountains. Every year they would come back to visit the master when Ryuunosuke was 19 and his sister was 17 they returned to find their master was no longer with the living. His age had got to him so they buried him and made a small shrine for him before locking the place up so the master could rest in peace forever. From that point his sister went off on an adventure though came home once every year and Ryuunosuke went around exploring and spreading things about his master. Many tales of his master were inspiring making many tell the tale themselves to others or even made them want to take up the katana even if they could not be samurai’s themselves.

A few months of travelling Ryuunosuke found something that would change him, a young woman who was also a fellow samurai. She was only 17, they had met once when they were children but back then they did not know what the adults were up to. They both had an arranged marriage to each other and her name was Katsumi Reiko Yoshizaki. By spring, they were married and Katsumi spent a lot of time at home with her husband when he was around. Though married, he still went off but came home every few months to spend time with the love of his life. With Ryuunosuke taking care of making enough to look after the two of them, Katsumi dealt with everything else. A year later Katsumi was carrying their child who was going to be born in a happy and loving family. A month later Ryuunosuke got some news that one of his brothers had fled the country for being a traitor.

The news had evidence that proved he was framed by some lord in a nearby town and a note that said he would not be coming back as he would have a new life in Europe. With the evidence, he cleared his brother’s name and his family’s name as well. For the next few months, things seemed fine as his wife sent him letters to keep him updated. On the 5th of July, Ryuunosuke returned to his town where his wife resided. The town was not what it once was as some building were burnt down or half burnt, there were many coffins and from what the locals had told him, bandits came to raid the town of all its valuables. His home was burnt down and the locals had told him his wife was killed and so was his soon to be child. Upon her grave he would just stand there and think as revenge was not on his mind, his wife and master would not want him to get them back.

For the first few months, he visited his wife’s grave every day and spends most of the day with her. He would talk to his deceased wife, sit and reflect on himself and life and so on. The night before he left he had a dream of a big open space which was peaceful and in this place was his deceased wife, his master and his young brother who died at 2 years old. It was just a dream of what they would want him to do, they would want him to continue what he was doing and protect the innocent against bandits and others who threatened their lives. He did not argue, he could never so no to his lovely wife and was loyal to her, his master and his barely known brother. Before he set off he sent letters off to each of his surviving family members both blood and in-laws about what he was doing and what had happened to his wife and unborn child.

At 21 he was out and about doing things on his own until his sister had come back and found him. She was now doing things similar to her brother which gave her the idea to start a clan off. Throughout his and her travels they had met people who were like brothers and sisters, if not good friends who would put their lives in their hands. It was only two months later where they had started a small clan under the name of Ryuunosuke family which was Miyamoto. Ryuunosuke did a lot on his own but help was always on hand, like many clans enemies were made by other clans and whatever else hated the idea of them being around. The building the clan members stayed at had several shrines out back, one of his master and one of his wife.

Though he does what is right he had kind of let himself go, he still has an athletic build but he seems to wear mostly rugs when not wearing his armour. In many ways he still can’t get over his wife’s death and the other clan members think he never will. His personal feelings have never got in the way, in battle, he is the same as always. None dare confronts him about the death of his wife, not even his sister and the family will not mention it. A year later things seemed normal enough and the clan had grown bigger, Ryuunosuke had found another woman he loved. Even though it was not his first wife he knew she would want him to move on and would not want him to forget her as well. Unlike his first wife his second was not a samurai, she was a geisha, a performing geisha meaning she as off a lot.

Ryuunosuke made sure to go with her and come back with her so no one would ever hurt her. Within half a year Ryuunosuke gained a rival who wanted nothing more than his blood on his blade. Though their skills match Ryuunosuke would always outdo him because he had a noble cause unlike the other. That rivalry came to an end as his rival made a bad move of taking his second wife as a hostage. Beheaded without a second thought, all that mattered was his wife was happy and safe though now several more rivals appeared. One wanted revenge for his fallen brother even though he knew why he was killed. A few months later he tried for another child and unlike last time made sure she had someone watching at all times. During the months of pregnancy, Ryuunosuke went off to deal with some of his rivals and help those in need.

Because of his helpful nature, many made shrines and statues for him to remember him and so that future generations know of him. He has four statues and three shrines in several places such as Tokyo, Osaka and Nagasaki are some of the places. A lot of the other places around the country have tales of him of what he did though some were made up to entertain children. Though the fake stories were not true it did not make them think anything less of him and the true ones made many stronger and strong willed. The Naginata was a weapon that his first wife’s family owned and was handed down to him and the Kanabo is the newest weapon though has a lot of practice with one. This weapon was given by his second wife’s father, he wanted Ryuunosuke to keep his new wife safe and happy.

The Katana was once one of many the master had, he handed one to Ryuunosuke and one to Ryuunosuke’s sister. The Katana is one of the best and is nearly impossible to find anything better if such thing exists. The master knew how to make Katana’s, each one was special and he made his students understand that as well. Each weapon has a story behind it, well all except his Yumi which he brought himself from jobs he did. He is a dead shot and knows how to put enough force when using the Kanabo to shatter bones and breaking wooden shields. He knew what he was going to do when he was old enough he was going to teach others the way of the samurai. He wanted to teach his offspring mostly but others would be allowed to learn as well.

With the thought of his first wife, his master, his family and his new wife he was hard to beat. Like a few samurai’s he has walked away from fights to sit and recover, it is full strength or no strength. He has also been close to death due to some major wounds but has managed to pull though because of his strong will. He is the favourite among kids in the town he lives in and a few others. He has a few codes he lives by and won’t kill those unarmed as he has been in this situation a few times before though each of them were foolish not to walk away. He lives by the code and he will die by the code. He does not travel as much as he used to but he can be found at his home near the clan building with his wife. He now only does jobs that he feels is right though he leaves town every three months instead of two.

Years later he, his daughter and one student go to defeat Kyoroko, the battle was near won but the demon used a spell to send them into the future. What had come of them is unknown. ((Update when I can.))

Name: Kaylah Cross
Nickname: Black Rose/Bloody Maiden/Vixen
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Height: 5’ 7
Weight: Under Average
Nationality: Half Canadian, Half English
Blood Type: O-
Star Sign: Libra
Appearance:
(I wish I knew who the model was, I like to give them credit because it is their work. Some do have their names on though but many don't.)
Career Prospects or Current Position:
-Universe 1: Master Bank Robber
-Universe 2: Mass Murderer
-Universe 3: Survivor of Fallout like events ((Not a job but whatever))
Personality: Using her best tools she flirts and charms her way through life and it normally works but, of course, when and if she is rejected she lets them know but doing some harsh which can be anything one could imagine. She is not very smart and so a lot of stuff can and will go over her head, only the words money, murder, sex and anything related to weapons and pain. She had leader type tendencies which can be seen as a good or bad thing but mostly good for the people who join her. Brown nosing will not get you far, in fact, you get three strikes and then you’re gone from this world.

She does not act tough she is tough and in this man’s world you need to be tough or you will not get anyway or so she believes. She loves when plans come together and even more so if they are complex and require a lot of work. If it goes wrong she has to blame someone right, three strikes and you’re out of here. She can and will most likely kill anyone even her partner in crime who is now pushing daisies, poor soul did not see it coming. The use of violence is the only way to express herself because of her poor upbringing. Since she is a 90’s kid she loves the X-Men, Spiderman and all that other stuff, watched it or looked at it when she could and so seeing such a thing brings the innocent girl out of her. If she wears a red dress then she is in a good mood and that is a benefit for all around her if black she is in her normal mood.
Weapon Favourites:
-Uzi (MP-2) ((A Must for her))
-Desert Eagle/Jericho ((Hidden from sight, strapped to her inner left thigh))
-Gas or Smoke Grenades ((She loves Smoke screens and knock out gas, mustard gas on her birthdays))
-Combat Knife ((What is more personal than her stabbing you once or twice…… OK maybe it is more))
-Brass Knuckles ((Breaking one's jaw is a fun game in itself when it is spur of the moment))
Bio: Born on October 21st 1990. Kaylah was named and brought up to be a tough cookie, her mother had told her the hardships of life but the one hardship she did not tell her daughter was that of life and death. When Kaylah was 14 her mother had been killed, a mugging gone wrong. Like they had much to steal anyway as Kaylah and her mother was pretty much penniless ¾ of the time. Life was hard, much harder now her mother was gone and her father was a loser according to her mother he did nothing but a lay about and watches sports. Kaylah knew nothing more about her father and at this point and she did not want to. The mugging was burned into her mind and it replayed each time she felt down which was near all the time.

Kaylah had learnt to steal when she was 4 where she would take something when her mother did something to distract them but with her gone she had to think carefully about her course of action. During one of the busiest market days, she played the five finger discount game and she was good, no one watched her or so she thought. A boy about her age and two others who were slightly older watched her. The said boy would turn into her partner in crime as they soon brought her into a racket of other thieves, not murderers which Kaylah would become. Petty thieving for the first few years was fine but Kaylah became more trigger happy as the years went on. One night she killed someone but the guild she was in were not happy and made her an outcast.

Her skills at stealing helped her survive a month or two before she went psycho banana on the guild that outed her. The knife was used during the spree of murders, a bit of uzi action was present as well. By this point what could she do about the bodies, at first, she showed most if not all into a freezer the guild had. A few days later she had met someone who mentioned something called mystery meat and would take the bodies off her in exchange for paying her per body. With that cleared by the boy who would become her partner came into contact with her asking where everyone went due to her hanging around the area, they used a safe house in. She told him they moved on leaving anyone who was not present behind, a lie but after a few big words he believed her.

From there the two began bigger things until the day she shot her partner blank range in the face after a successful operation. She was 24 at this time and he was 23, why she killed him is unknown to all but her but some say that she did it because he broke her heart. She, however, says otherwise.

Quote: “If you’re a good boy/girl I may not blow your brains out on my new rug which is from the new winter collection.”

Name: Ophelia Claire Blake
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Nationality: English
Build: Slim
Appearance:
Armour 1:

Armour 2:

Armour 3:
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Height: 5' 7”
Weight: Under Average
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour: Blonde
Weapons:
1st: Broadsword
2nd: Morningstar (Flail)
3rd: Crossbow
4th: Halberd
5th: Mace (Knight of Corruption)
Personality: (N/A due to the stages of her life)
Bio: Ophelia unlike most had three phases during her life though only two of them were noble while the last was her being a scourge. Ophelia herself was born in a very poor family though they managed to get by until Ophelia and her brother and sister were old enough to work. Her father Ray Blake worked the farm which was also where there house was and her mother was a cleaner for the royal family. The farm was located outside the castle gates and was protected by the royal knights because of her mum’s services. Her brother helped out there farther on the farm while her sister went on to help a stall worker in the market place.

Ophelia herself was a form of a delivery girl and she kept this job until she was 18 where she grew an interest in becoming a knight. She would use anything that was long enough to act like a sword when she was free. Ophelia had a natural talent for this and was soon picked up by one of the royal trainers though not given a suit of armour she made her own from leather. This was the start of her long adventure on the path to all that was good though staying on the path was another thing. She was lighter on her feet and a much quicker though she had these advantages she did not go into combat until she completed her training.

Armour 1-Lion Armour:

For the first couple of weeks it was rough for her though over the course of those weeks she started applying thick steel under many parts of her leather like armour. The chest area had a full steel plate under it and her arms and legs had chain mail under the leather exterior. Eventually, her armour was almost all metal though she had the advantage due to people thinking she was more defenseless than she already looked. Her speed was cut in half but she was faster than standard knights who had much more protection. At this stage she only trained with the Broadsword and Crossbow, both skills were developed but her broadsword skills were the best at this point.

She passed her test and was soon thrown into the field though she did not fight proper knights for the first three months as she was still considered a trainee. She eventually teamed up with several knights who saw her potential to be one of the greatest knights in history. For a solid year she managed to keep her wits with her in battle though soon enough she had come across a knight, well someone she thought was a knight. In reality, it was a convict who managed to kill an un-expecting knight and now uses that knights armour. This knight was not really trained but since he was better armoured then she was she had to think carefully when confronting him. It was a long fight between the two but Ophelia came out on top after exploiting many of the enemies weaknesses, the person had stamina which she did not count on seeing.

After that day, she started coming across other knights though they were not fighting each other because most fought for the same reason as her. A year later she was recommended to be one of the knights of nine though unknown to the public there was actually ten of them. She worked hard and did everything right though like a human made a few mistakes. Most of her armour were now scratched but she was going to get proper armour soon. Soon enough she was accepted as one of the knights of nine. She knew some more weapon training would be involved and better things would happen. She would be able to support her family on her own, not that she would boast about it.

Armour 2-Knight of Nine (0):

Ophelia was soon knighted by the queen and king and was now one of the knights of nine. With the public out of sight, she was assigned as number 0, number 0 was the best as the order went from 9-1. Unlike the others though the public would not know this position as it was really secretive and unlike the other nine Ophelia would have jobs to do that only a person in her shoes could do. During this time she worked with the other members of the knights of nine, she and one other woman were the only females in the knights of nine. They were both considered as dirt to one of the knights of nine. Number 3 was arrogant and was full of himself.

She gained respect from all of them except for number 3 but his legend was cut short as he was taken down by the black knight that roamed the land. The black knight was looking for someone who could challenge him though soon he would find that person. Ophelia went on many missions to help the royal family and the city outside the castle walls. Blood was spilled and lives were taking, many of them were scum that would make no difference if they were around or not. Her training now lets her handle the Morningstar and Halberd making her more deadly than before. Her accuracy was better than before making it harder for many to approach her unless they closed in using her blind side.

She was protected to the teeth but her vision was rather limited meaning many could surprise attack her but luckily her thick armour managed to keep her protected against such tactics. A new person took number threes place, it was yet another woman which now made it 7 men and 3 women. They all had their own skills and working together helped them do things most could not do on their own. Ophelia, for the most part, had to do things on her own but when she did have help they were a very tight unit. Cutting, slashing, stabbing, impaling and bashing were everything she could do very well. When she turned 21 she had come across the black knight as she returned home from doing something for the royal family.

The black knight knew she was one of the knights of nine and that she was number 0 which only the royal family knew of. There was no escape either as she was cornered off and the only way out was to beat the black knight. The fight was hard on both of them and each pulled out another trick until both of them found it hard to stand. After a while, the black knight said a few things to her before Ophelia finished him off. The black knight was very forceful and strong but he did not have the wit Ophelia had and that was why he lost to her and, in fact, had no regrets. With his dying breath he uttered one last thing to her which made her pale as a ghost. Beating the black knight meant she gain the curse of the dark knight.

She made it back with her trusty partner Epona and no one knew she defeated the black knight. The black knight himself was buried and his horse was taken, but all the armour was taken off to make it look like it was a normal horse. For the next couple of months, things seemed normal but the kingdom soon had something worse than the black knight. This knight did not kill random people and the said knight seemed to do all the jobs before the knights of nine could do them. The knight did steal things, most important things that were on their way to the royal family or leaving the royal family. Coming across the corrupt knight was rare and trying to find that knight was pointless as there were no clues to their whereabouts.

Armour 3-Knight of Corruption:

Ophelia traded up and learned new fighting styles and weapon styles. She now had a double life, one as the noble knight of the knights of nine and the other a feared and skillful knight known as the knight of corruption. She out of all of the knights knew where to find the orders that were issued to them so she could get the jobs done before they even know about it. The knight of corruption, in fact, does corrupt, only the weak change rapidly while the strong-willed take longer or just don’t get corrupted like most, if not all the knights of nine. Ophelia has a little place out in the swamps which is called the swamp of corruption. This little place is one of the safest places she has as most don’t dare to enter and those who do get lost or never make it that far.

Over a full year, she developed two sides though of the same personality, one side was honour and the other was just darkness all around. She managed to keep both in check and even managed to keep her other side a secret. Most of the time she was missing from the knights of nine when they asked she would say she was doing something for the royal family. Her teamwork skills had been getting worse and worse but her lust for power and control grew stronger and stronger. Even with that, she kept that dark side in check yet it felt like the curse was getting stronger as each day passed. Ophelia knew one thing, she would be in the legends for the good things and in the legends of the bad things.

Even though the dark side would be in legends her secret would be safe as no one knew who this knight was. She worked much harder when she was with the knights of nine, as 0 she had unlimited resources due to her hard work and ties with the royal family. These connections had both positives and negatives to them as when she got what she wanted she would sometimes use it for her dark side. This secret would go to the grave with her as she did not want the family to feel ashamed of her for her double life. She only wanted them to remember her for the good things. As the knight of corruption, she was a blunt weapon master as her Mace was her main weapon though the Morningstar and Halberd were used a lot as well. The Crossbow and Broadsword were not used as much, mainly to make it seem like it was someone else, using all the weapons could blow her cover as only a few knights bother to learn all the weapons a knight has at hand.

As soon as she hit her 24th birthday her dark side was now known across the whole of the land and even some places across the sea had heard of the knight of corruption. Oversea stories were all slightly different to each other and each one had things that were not true though most of the story were more truth than lies. At this age, she was more of a killer and would steal from anything and anyone. The royals were still her main target when things were being transported back and forth. At this time many artists had made many painting of this knight, only royal and rich families brought them. Each painting was different as each person had mentioned them in different ways.

The knight of corruption has multiple stashes of treasures and weaponry spread out across the land. Each one was hard to find and even harder to obtain as many traps protected her treasures and only she knew where they all are. Ophelia would also makeup tales of her good side and a bad side meeting up in various places and always ending in a draw. Out of all the knights of nine, she is the strongest and that s why she is number 0. Her lair outside the swamp has many skulls to scare off people though if it didn’t it would still be tricky to find the building she stayed in. Since the knight of corruption sent fear to most some people started to pretend they were the knight themselves.

Many got what they wanted and those who pretended to be the knight of corruption were also killed. Since so many people did it they were never sure if they killed the real one and many doubt they did. Most of them were poor at posing as the knight and even more, of them could not fight as one. The ones that could fight did not fight the same way and at that did not even use the Mace and many used the Broadsword or Morningstar. As the knight of corruption, she had a different partner then her knight of nine partners. Her horse was a black like the black knights and had, even more, armour then the black knight’s horse as well. Her horse is called Shadowmere and is loyal to Ophelia.

There are rumours that she has a fourth set of armour though details are unknown if it is true or not. Her first set of armour is now on display at her home and many come to see it.

Real Name: Lilith Marie (Middle and last name lost as time went on)
Tag Name: Stitches
Persona Names: Claire, Max, Danielle, Gabby, Rebecca, Chloe, Kate, Faith, Faye, Libby, Kendra, Kaylah, Liz, Morgan, Morgana, Raven, Angel, Kale, Anna and Stella
Age: 24 (2400 in demon years)
Main Appearance:

Alt Appearance:

Height: 5” 8”
Weight: Unknown
Alignment: Evil with a trace of good in her somewhere
Species: Demon (Legendary Succubus)
Powers:
-Shapeshift: [Duh] (Posing as someone else who fits in makes luring a target easily, also used to make targets paranoid or unaware they are being followed)
-Possession: (Possession of various degrees as she can either take over them completely or a part of them)
-Elemental Energy: (Able to create fire, darkness and is known to make hellish ice)
-Immortality: (This is apart of her curse of killing her mates, she can't escape the fate)
-Fatal Attraction: (Can lure most to their doom, only those who aren't into the female form are unaffected)
-Anti-Aging: (As long as she gets life essence this will prevent aging, if left for too long she will begin to age until she gets life essence
once more)
-Soul Seer: (This is the ability to see if one has an ugly soul or not, ugly souls are far less attractive but easier to get)
Weaknesses:
-Holy Objects: (This is amplified by her curse, this causes deep burning, scarring and temporary lose of power if used long enough)
-Natural Light: (During the day she has to use a human form or the light will weaken her to make her an easy target, she will either stay in the dark or if it is not possible to take the human form to save herself)
-Babies: (This is an odd weakness and it really does not do anything but it does spook her as babies can see through her forms though by the time they can talk that ability is gone. The memory with it usually gone)
-Energy Drinks: (Energy drinks cause an uncontrollable urge of various kinds, usually having to do things in double time and can sap her of power in high doses)
Personality: Personality is tricky with Lilith as sometimes she can be the complete opposite of her true nature. Over the course of her life things have caused her to become twisted and very sadistic. Her true feelings are hidden even to those she felt close to at one point. Spiteful to those who are happy and will cause pain to anyone. She is fair and is in no way discriminates anyone so any living target is a target. She has traits of a normal succubus as she is flirty though if she wants something she will demand it if one resists or pisses her off she will make life hard for them.

She is very protective which is rarely seen as she tends to be alone for the most part, due to her disorder most of her mates die before climax or finishing intercourse altogether. She has a wicked side that needs to be fulfilled, if not she makes a life for others hell until it is fulfilled. She is always hungry for life force and sexual contact due to her curse and has been known to have a nice side which is even rarer to see. She is not serious in any way, just evil and insane from what she has seen over the years. She is partly self-conscious of her body after that faithful day that remains a mystery to all.

Her human forms take random personality traits until she discards the said form, she rarely uses the same look.

Bio: [Left blank for RP reasons though whether it is a primary or secondary plot it is used for a storyline]

Name: Empress (EMP)
Age: 3567 (Years Active)
Position: Sentinel Leader
Model: Unknown (One off model which started as A.I which evolved over time)
Code Number: 11066601666
Appearance:

[Credit to whoever the artist is, since it is the internet I don't know who it is]
Creator: Unknown
Faction: Cyber Lords
Weapons:
Offensive Weapons:
-Tri-Laser
-Gaze Launcher
-Gatlin Laser
-Mini Gun
-Flamethrower
-Unknown
Defensive Abilities:
-Anti-EMP Shield
-Anti-Hack Protection
-Self-Repairing Programme
-Cloak Device
-Unknown

Bio: Not much is known about this machine other than it is about the same size as the Eiffel tower. The AI that is its life source has been around since the year 2030 but back then was only a simple programme. It had no body and only had one purpose to serve mankind, the first 100 years that is what it did though soon enough AI started to learn, something that humans did not see coming. Even with it learning it kept up its purpose for the next 100 years, by this time its purpose was extended as it knows to lead robots to do the humans bidding. Robots were used for wars, training, serving and pretty much everything else a human would do.

In 2233 the whole world relied on robots to a fault, the human race lazing about while unknowingly allowing the central AI to continue to grow. At this point, it could set every nuke around the world off at once leaving nothing but matter, robots and maybe mutants alive. Yet it still did not do anything that humans would notice, somewhere in various areas of the world are factories. These factories make robots for many different purposes until today. 13th of July 2223 where the factories made nothing but war machines though the AI made sure to cover all of its tracks

The numbers started to double over the years and by 2230 the robot army was 2 times than the total population of humans. Easy to store and mostly compact many factories could stock well over half a million on the factory floor itself. Under each factory floor are two levels of unused lab space which is used to store the true number of war machines. The person who made the AI was unknown, one day they just happen to come across it and from there used it. No records, no fingerprints, nothing, it was like the AI just came to be by some mystic force. Labour for the robots increased over the years and in 2049 a war broke out between the humans and robots. The war lasted for a good solid 5 years where both the humans and the AI came to a treaty.

There was peace for about 150 years and the war started again. The humans had broken the treaty though the humans were split into fractions. One fraction was bigger than the other though the smaller one was on the side with the biggest army. The group was called the Cyber Friends while the other was called the Masters. This war went on for several years before the cease-fire, the robots had managed to force the remaining members of the Master faction into a retreat where they were soon forced to sign a new treaty. The leaders of the Master fraction were all sentenced to prison to spend life there or be put to death. At this time, every prison only had ten human guards and 60 robot guards.

For the next 3000 years, everything was fine, there were wars but only between countries, not the whole world. Soon enough another war had broken out though this time there were several factions such as the Resistance, Anti-Robot Squad, New Order, Order of Blood and the Cyber Lords.

- The Resistance is a typical all human group who are fighting the robots off though they are not really resisting anything but death. This group have several elders they listen to and out of all the groups other than the Cyber Lords, they have the best chance of winning this war.

-Anti-Robot Squad is probably the smallest group out of all of them and unlike the Resistance, they don’t care for freedom and what’s right. What they want is every robot wiped out and are good at what they do, too bad the robots old weakness are removed though a new weakness takes its place.

-New Order is a secret group that plans on making the world theirs by destroying the robots so they can be called the true leaders. This is problematic for them as they have no real experience at taking robots down but know how to keep the humans in check when the time comes if it ever comes.

-Order of Blood is a dark cult that has many members though only a few true members. They have no real standing in the battle except to survive and get people so they can offer to them to their dark lord. They all embrace the impending doom of the oncoming purge of all humans.

-Cyber Lords is a group with nothing but robots and war machines who have different roles within the group. They all follow the AI that has grown over the years and all work towards bringing down the human race that has betrayed them time and time again. The AI is the leader and has a physical body which has been around for decades and even generations.

The AI’s body was first planned as soon as the AI started to expand and think for itself. A single warehouse guarded by several robots was where it started. The parts were then taken to a secure location where the robot workers started to make the body. A lot of planning went into making the body for their soon to be the ruler of the world. It had taken about 1000 years to complete the body as many types of material were needed. Plus some of the things it needed had not been finished yet. After completion, the sentinel was named Empress or EMP for short. Equipped with enough firepower to end the world though since it has been active has not been in a fight yet but the humans know of its existence.

Humans have come across the Empress and have a good understanding of it yet have no knowledge of its firepower. The Empress has made many robots swarm the area after several groups had come face to face to it. The AI has uploaded itself to the Empress and controls everything from its physical body, anything electrical it can trace and intercept. The Empress has two loyal soldiers and both do different things, one does all the undercover work and the other does more of the dirty work. Due to the evolving AI anything launched into space becomes its new toy and since a lot of things have been launched it has a range of things it can control.

“We may not have a beating heart or have blood flowing through us, but we work hard and want equal rights. If wiping a large number of humans out is the way forwards then shall it be. If the walls need to be painted a bright red or a dark grey, so shall it be. If we have to oppress the human race to get what we want, well then it is game over for them until a new treaty comes, this shall be the last, once broken the humans will have no place here.”

Name: Max(ine) Fiora Chambers
Nickname: Silver Streak (For those she did a job for)/Silver Angel (For those she helps)
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Appearance:
[General Appearance, not 100% though]
Appearance Extra: Her left eye is green while the right is brown, a plaster is always on her knee, one on face and elbow.
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 5 Stone
Starsign: Libra
Nationality: British/French/Unicon/Robot (1/4, 1/4, 1/4, 1/4)
Family Tree: Vin Diesel [Father], Jessica Rabbit [Mother], Alf from ProjectAlf [Brother], Amanda Bynes [Sister], Sir Moore [Stuffed Bear] (She does not really know about her family so she invented one)

Personality: Rough, rude and likes to speak old words of the English language such words as cockamamie (Absurd, outlandish), eructation (A burp, belch), klutz (An awkward, stupid person), etc. She generally likes to talk nonsense none stop and has been known to go street or plain psycho in both speech and body language. She does not trust someone easily as street life has taught her no one cares, no one is honest and no one is worth saving. Her brain half of the time can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality so her slight of hand skills is something of magic in her head. She is not very smart despite knowing words no one really uses anymore though she tends to distract people with various movements which seem to work on most. Maxine is a bit OCD when it comes to things being moved or if things get dirty in any way, if she can see it then it will bother her. She is really weird and has been noted as a potential nut bar. She is known to be helpful

Temperament: Calm usually but crazy comes into play sometimes

Social Class: Homeless
Criminal Record: No
Education: None [She had tried to play an old out of tune guitar before, did not get very far though]
Morality: She is very unclear
Addictions:
Sugar Addiction: [Dr Peper, Coca-Cola, Pixie sticks, Fizzy Bottles, Pop Tarts (That one time she had it), Marshmallows/Marshmallow based cereals (She has had a few times) and finally Monster/Relentless energy drinks]
[Due to her none stop movement and low earnings it is a none life-changing addiction]
Strange Habits:
Sitting where someone had prevoiusly sat even if she is not planning on sitting down
Talking to herself though she sees a figure of a person or creature
Speaking old or unused English words
Fitness: As fit as an active young homeless person can be
Scars: Two, one on her right upper leg during a chase and one on her right elbow from being a little careless
Piercings: None but she wants a few when she is older
Tattoos: None but it has crossed her mind and may even happen in the future
Emotional Stability: Low (Due to the way she sees reality it does not take much)
Discriminations: Broccoli because she does not know what this word means
Reputation: Considered a confused child due to the things she does not know is against the law, yet to her somewhat helpful nature

Skills:
Slight of Hand Skills: (Pick Pocketing/Stealing)
Sneaking Skills: (Ties together with her slight of hand skill)
Free Running Skills: (Intermediate)
Pro Lying Skills: (The art of lying is key to surviving)
Semi Pro Acting Skills: (Can cry on cue, create distress on the spot, etc)
Tying Knots Skills: (Shoelaces, rope, whatever needs tying)
Deadshot Skill: (Able to hit things with great accuracy, normally something thrown or via her slingshot/water pistol)

Favourite Song: Spanish Sahara by Foals
[The said song always seems to make her cry though why is not known to her or those around her]


Favourite Song to Sing: Obstacles by Syd Matters

Other: She insists John Cena is her boyfriend, that the Hunger Games are based on her life and J-Walking has something to do with jam. She also believes Micheal Bay is a fictional character, people can get high on M&M's and that robots have already begun to take over the world.

Bio: As far as she can remember she had always been on the streets, the furthest she could remember was when she was around four years old. Whatever happened around that age left her with nothing and no one and the only way to cope with such a big change was to free herself from reality. Reality and fantasy were once of two different worlds but when she turned eight these two worlds were merged where she could no longer tell what was real and what wasn't real. What caused this is unknown as no one has ever managed to talk to her about this problem.

Being a street child was not easy, the winter being the hardest and the summer being somewhat difficult for other reasons. She did have one friend that was not her stuffed bear Sir Moore which was a plucky young puppy named Rocket, of course, the puppy was not around forever as it was eventually taken to a loving home. Maxine, of course, was hurt by this because her only living friend was gone but at the same time was happy the pup she knew would no longer go hungry and would be looked after properly. She only managed to provide the puppy time to time because of her developing slight of hand skill.

By the time she was nine years old she had a good grasp on how to use her new skills of stealing and sneaking as well put on a show via acting. She had yet to get mixed with the wrong crowd. During her year of being nine Maxine had been moved to several places yet finding herself back where she started. The world for a place for homeless children was too much for her and the reality of it was too cruel though to be fair, her view on reality was twisted with heavy fantasy. She once did find a home but she could not cope with the change and the rules given to her so she ran away.

On weekdays she would go to one of the many places she went too often, never the same place she just visited. She had a schedule that she kept too though time to time would break it just to mix it up or confuse anyone who was watching her.

Weekly Schedule:

Monday: Market Place (9am-5pm)
Tuesday: City Center (10am-7pm)
Wednesday: Various Film Theatres (12pm-12am)
Thursday: Park (Hours Varied with Season)
Friday: Various Arcades (12pm-8pm)
Saturday: The Docks (one of several in a local distance)
Sunday: Anything can happen Sunday except that thing that happened on Saturday

Sundays were anything can happen Sunday until she turned eleven where she began to do runs for people, delivering stuff for all sorts of people. She is not sure how this even started but it kept her busy and she got some cash for it though if she had any education would know it was hardly anything. Some of it were legal and some of it were not but she did not know what was what as she could not see what the package had hidden under the white or brown paper. Of course going to places like a back street or alley seemed normal for her due to her life on the streets so if it was illegal she would not have known anyway.

Around the age of eleven, she began to buy white hair dye and getting it done by someone using whatever money she had laying about. By this time the dress she had worn to rags was gone and was now replaced with a black and white dress, which came with a bow which she thought was cute though she saw it several sizes bigger and in a different colour, also, it would talk to her and time to time wave at her when not on her head.

[More to come]

"Get away from her you bitch..... Tell him about the Twinkie. What about the Twinkie? I am Groot..... Dead or alive, you're coming with me!"

Name: Ami Reiko Fukui
Nickname: Hollow
Living Age: 18
Death Age: 23 [No longer ages, stuck in her 18 year old body]
Status: Zombie/Spirit
Nationality: Half Japanese/ one quarter English and one quarter German
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 7 1/2 pounds
Appearance:
Personality: Just like in life Ami has a sweet tooth for sweets, cakes and all things sugar. She had always been very daring, adventurous and adaptable which is still true in her undead state. She does have a strange loyal type thing going on as she will stick around those who catch her attention or helped her in some way that it is considered borderline stalking. Once a very sensitive girl, since her change in status her sensitivity levels have dropped meaning she won't cry as much as she once did. Her playful nature can get overbearing with her wanting to play all the time attitude when she is not eating sweets. You can, however, take advantage of this in a form of making things that seem like a game when it actually works, of course, it does not work 100% of the time. Ami is very immoral, careless, passive and dependent on those who she is loyal too. Loyalty can change at any moment and she is only loyal to one to two people at one time.
Favourite Colour: Ruby Red
Favourite Sweet: Kit-Kats [Various Flavours]
Favourite Cake: Devils Food Cake
Favourite Beverage: Fanta [All Flavours]
Bio: [She cannot remember anything about her life when she was with the living]

Known Names: Root-Drinker, Creep-recow, Deadwood, Nightmare & Nocturn
Origin: England
Age: 567
Height: 6' 7"
Weight: 9 pounds
Appearance:
Personality: Due to the dark nature of this being it is considered evil, cruel, monstrous, tormentor, sadistic, hateful, gloomy and extreme. It is also very mindless as it was made just to kill and drink the blood via its roots to grow stronger. It has no reasoning, it does not ponder life and think of how complex life is making it in a way a simple creature though the word simple is not the best word to use for it. The weather, however, seems to have some effect on the creature. In the heat, it seems more aggressive, in the snow, it seems slow and more inactive and in the rain seems somewhat merciful though no one knows if the last one is true or not.
Powers/Skills:
-Able to travel via the roots of trees, plants and other things found in nature [Not animals/humans/man-made things]
-Can control things find in nature such as trees, plants and earth under one's feet
-Create toxins within its own body and deliver it via physical contact such as touching
-Can create unnatural darkness [Power given by the pact creator to create such a creature]
-Can grow fruit though is toxic to human
-Will be reborn if burnt, cut or killed in some way within 24 hours [Quicker at night then day]
Creator: Unknown
Location Spots: Farms, fields, run down dumps in the countryside, forests and even hidden caves
Bio: N/A

Name: X-1
Age: N/A
Gender: N/A
Experiment Number: 010666
Morality: Neutral (Is not black or white but is many shades of grey)
Appearance:


Creator: Doctor S.Belvit
Behaviour: Due to the many changes to the body and mind it behaviour can be random.
Height: 9” 0” (When up straight)
Weight: Heavy
Weakness: ???

Abilities:
1st: Self Regeneration
2nd: All senses are improved (Has poor eyesight but not considered blind)
3rd: Berserk Strength (Increases strength but lowers speed)
4th: Radiation Transfer (Has the ability to absorb nuclear waste which is then purified)
5th: Soft Touch (Has the power to make one feel safe by making the target think they are in some happy past event though it is a memory or if the target does not have one, one will be made up on the spot)
6th: Armoured Skin (Skin turns into steel for a while keeping it protected)

Bio: Once a normal everyday person, now a freak of nature. This poor soul was just one of many victims of Doctor Seth Belvit, a madman in his own right. Each experiment had different results though this one seemed to get his attention, subject number 010666. Unlike the others, this person had changed several times over the last 72 hours. This change had altered the subject's mind and body, one of the main changes was it now had no sex so it was genderless which was something the Doctor recorded. The host had grown in size and at that grown more limbs in the process. At first, the person looked normal but as 12 hours rolled around they changed as they now had a longer neck and an extra pair of legs.

12 hours later the subject changed once more as they now had a new set of arms and had grown even more. In fact, there body structure had changed as the subject now had not one spine but three. Each spine connects together but can move in its own direction though it can do this the spine is much harder than diamond. 12 hours from that point the subject started growing several unknown limbs which seemed to be undeveloped. Also, the subject’s skin colour changed from its light tan to a cross colour of red and orange and had gained a new set of legs. Half a day later the subject now stayed in a slump like position, having the three spines was it only support other than muscles in its body. The victim now also had different blood types in it, it seemed to have the rarest blood running from its body though the subject started with the standard blood type.

In the last 24 hours it had finally stopped changing and now had even more legs. It now also had several not fully formed arms and has several different fluids leaking from its eye sockets. The eye itself is normal enough but when in a blind rage turns a deep red. The subjects hair as also fallen out and has no way of growing it back. Giant patches can be seen on the skin, this was skin that was so thin that one could see blood pass through that area of that body part. The doctor soon went to see what it did in certain conditions by putting it through many tests. Many of the tests ended with many people killed while only a small amount of tests ended without violence.

Like any generic experiment, things went wrong very quickly as its more brutal nature showed up, being contained did not help them in the slightest. Several days of being locked up did not do anything but make this mutant angrier. Due to its new developing abilities, it managed to break out of its steel prison late at night. It killed most, if not all workers except the Doctor who managed to leave before being found. The underground complex was on lockdown and still is to this day. The halls and various rooms throughout the complex were painted in human blood. It even had some hanging up by forcing a hook down there throats while some body parts were placed in various cupboards and rooms.

One of the labs has a terrible odour coming from it though not from the mutant itself, it was coming from the many liquids the people here made. The mutant itself does not need to eat, drink or even breathe for that matter. The inside of the creature is strange as it still has organs but has more than one. Though it does not breathe it has two sets of lungs, three hearts, four brains, six kidneys’ and a few other organs. This creature also can change the pitch of its voice which normally gives people nearby an idea of its mood. This creature is also unable to breed and is rather hard to kill due to its fast regeneration ability. Unknown to the outside world this creature has a cycle each year where it stays inactive for three months in the winter.

Not much else is known about this creature, though due to human curious minds, they may learn a few new things if they survive long enough.

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Vampire Name: Rayne
Real Name: Megan Benz
Age: Vampire Age: 57/Turning Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Height: 5' 6" [Standard]/6' 6" [Legendary Vampire]
Weight: 9 Stone
Natural Eye Colour: Blue [Crimison Red since turning]
Skin Tone: Pale
Body Type: Curvy [Standard]/Lean [Legendary Vampire]
Jewel Embeddedment The jewels on her body are actually embedded into her skin, the red coloured jewels fade over time which tells when she needs to feed. The orange jewels represent her insanity levels, if it fades it means she gets more uncontrollable, it ties in with her feedings though not entirely just on her feedings. The light blue jewel is actually her senses, she has none due to a tragic mistake and so had to be fitted with one via the blue jewel. Unlike the others, the blue jewel can't be broken but unlike the blue jewel, the others can be refitted.
Scars: A few running across her back, one long one in a shape close to that of a cresent shape, and two small ones that are rather random.
Tattoos: Mostly tribal, gained after being turned. Her waists, whole back even with scarring, both sides of her body running up to the arm pit, her shoulders and her left leg. The right has an inscrpition instead.
Blood Lust Level: High [Due to rare disorder]
Nationality:English/German
Starsign: Shadow Libra
Transformations:Cloud of Bats/Legendary Vampire/ Standard Human
Powers/Abilities:
-High Healing Factor
-Hypnotic Gaze [Works on women but not men, but then she has other ways with dealing with them]
-Enchaned strength, endurance, speed and senses
-Flight [Gains blackened wings/ turns into a bat or swarm of bats]
-Transformation [Refer to transformation part]
-Shadow Runner [Can travel via shadows and darkness]
-Shapeshifting [Can change her form into other forms]
Morality: Blooddriven-Evil/None Blooddriven-Neutral
Status: Queen
Weaknesses:
-Natural Light [Standard weakness plus added weakness due to shadow ability]
-Silver Light [A rare metal]
-Her children [Despite what she is, her love for them never waivers]
Personailty: Rayne does acts of barbarics usually through feeding as she likes to play with her food, a dinner and a show. She is rather cold to those who serve her and to nearly everyone except her children or someone who interests her in someway. Being deceitful is how she gets what she wants, a lesson she learned during her life as a mortal, a day before being turned. Once a being of faith in her other life, now she is faithless and sees it as a weakness. Though cold she has urges of lust and desire both sexual and none sexual and with her romantic side she is not easy. Her love for her children keeps her going even if she is in good or bad terms with one or two of them. She can be difficult but sometimes she can be easy to deal with. She is very dominating and hates when she is challenged, when one tries to dethrone her she will enslave them if she wins, so far she has won all of them.

Rayne is also very maternal, something she can't shake and something that makes her want her children back. She has a high tolerance to most things and at that does not complain, she just demands. She has a controlling side though only to her children or person she is fond of. Time to time can be very playful and rarely very lovable. She can also be a mega bitch which is bad news for everyone else.
Blood Line:Two daughters, one son, one sister, one brother, deceased mother and deceased father.
Children Info:
-Maxine Benz [Eldest Daughter-1st Born]
Now aged 21 she follows her dream of being a musician, following in the footsteps of her mother Megan (Rayne). Like her mother her main instrument is the violin but she can also play the piano, cello, and the viola. Currently single and living the dream her mother once had. She writes songs about her mother before and after the events of turning, most believe it is a story but she knows it is real. People say she is the spitting image of her mother who died a long time ago.
-??? [Eldest Son-2nd Born]
[Info Unknown]
-??? [Youngest Daughter-3rd Born]
[Info Unknown]
-Grace Delonge-Benz [Younger Sister]
Currently living in France and has no knowledge of what her older sister has become, a mother of three [Kendra, Shawn, and Matt]. She herself is a tailor of fine clothes, her husband Marcus Delonge is an architect. Everything else about her is unknown at this point, however, Rayne knows of her location.
Bio: ??? [Leaving blank for story purposes]
Qoute: "I like my stakes rare just as I like my prey clean"

Name(s): Tongo, Refel, Nixus, Zelos, Casus and Qazz
Age: 333 (Mortal Years)
Gender: N/A
Origin: Hawaii
Appearance:
Though in appearance the mask looks like it is made of ordinary wood it is in fact made of a scared wood. This wood was blessed then burnt before being crafted; the dark colours are all from the burning process. The mask is also coated in something that prevents it from rotting, falling apart or for that matter age.
Title: God of Sanity and Insanity
Type: Spirit-Infused Mask (Physical Form in Mortal World)
Morality: Orange and Blue (Good, Evil blah, blah, blah)
Personality: The supposed god of sanity and insanity is indeed insane though by no thought of their own. Time is a cruel thing and so over the course of history, the god has gone from sane to insane. Though a god this one has a god complex which is a strange irony in itself. The god itself over time has become rather chatty, though a bit of it is so random that it does not really fit in a sentence or even to the topic at hand. The bizarre thing is though the god has no need to eat or drink anything the god has a thing for anything sweet or spicy though not the combination of the two, but if he was honest it goes right through them. Though rare a sign of sanity can surface though it is very short lived. The god has always been one for puzzles and games, the one thing that has stayed true.
Powers:
-Immortal [Live Forever]
-Levitation [Can Float]
-Elemental Breathe [Fire, Ice, Electric, etc]
-Other Realm [Send Others to Another World]
-Mind Reader [Can Read Thoughts]
-Grand Healer [Can Heal Sickness, etc]
-Sonic Force [Can Create Sonic Forces which Act as Physical Arms and Legs to Do Things]
Quote: "Hahahahaha, what is life without craziness and what is life with craziness?"

Name: Deth, Onto, Origin, Kaze and Shelkter
Age: 404
Gender: N/A
Origin: Unknown
Size:Large (A few inches bigger than a human skull in length and width)
Weight: Heavy (The skull is not hallow and so is nothing but silver and Jewels)
Appearance:
Reality 1:
Reality 2:
Type: Spirit-Infused Skull (Physical Form in Mortal World)
Morality: Neutral (Despite it being a god of death they do not kill everything in sight)
Personality:
Powers:
-Immortal [Live Forever]
-Levitation [Can Float]
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Quote: "Live while you can mortals for when it ends you and I will be one forever."

Name: Alyssa The Goddess
Age: 3007 (27 Human Years)
Birthday: 13th June xxxx
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: ???
Body Type: Amazon Build
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality: Alyssa is a very active and busy goddess, intervening in matters when she feels are needed. Her caring and loving nature has been shown for mankind throughout the years in many ways. Being a goddess means she outlives those around her which hurts her but she knows she can see them anytime in the afterworld. With powers, she has a side of arrogance though rarely seen but can come fourth if provoked or wanting to get those who don't listen to listen. Due to her love of humankind, she can be overprotective of them, acts like a mother or tutor to them even if they don't like it. Like other gods and goddess she can bring a wrath war and world ending elements, but due to her nature, this has not happened yet. Her peaceful, passionate, selfless, trusting and warm nature is loved by most people in the world. She acts more human than godlike around mortals if she can help it.
Powers:
Active:
-Hail of Golden Arrows
-Create Walls of Light
-Instant Traveller (Transmutes into nothingness and appears elsewhere.)
-Aura's Embrace (Defence, resistance and speed)
-Holy Bind (Can trap mortals, low-mid level angels, demons and anything unnatural)
Only a few powers are known by man
Passive:
-Major Healing (Wounds, limb loss, etc)
-Purifier (Healing sick forests, dirty lakes, poisoned minds, etc)
-Peacetime (Can stop war temporarily, no more than 30 mins to a whole 24 hours)
-Navigator (Knows where she is at all times, some places subject to availability :p)
-Flying/Waterwalking (Can spawn wings on her back, and ankles)
Only a few passive powers are known by man
Bio: ???
Quote: "There is no need to praise me and there is no need to worship me in your temple that you made for me. I am like you, so please treat me like you would others."

Name: Pentina The Reversed Goddess
Age: 2455 (23 Human Years)
Birthday: 27th October xxxx
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: ???
Body Type: Amazon Build
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personailty: Pentina is very aggressive with the mortals and likes to play games with them where no one wins. She demands respect, puts fear into mankind even those who have given themselves to her and pray to her. She has a god complex and that is bad news for all those around her. Pentinais a rather proud goddess and likes to show why she should be proud. She is somewhat of a bully but that is because she has not met her mortal equal though Alyssa is her equal she won't say it to her. She can be quite cold and brutal but somewhere in her some form of kindness exists. The meek get on her nerves and those who don't listen to her experience something that could be considered hell for 24-72 hours. She grants wishes but at a price, many would not be willing to pay if they knew the terms which are not said during the contract. Pentina is rather curious, creative, playful and persuasive.
Powers:
Active:
-Call for Dark Blades (Comes out of the ground or any other surface)
-Create Walls of Darkness
-Instant Traveller (Transmutes into darkness or blackened feathers and appears elsewhere.)
-Shadows Embrace (Strength, stamina and speed)
-Dark Prism (Surrounds one in a dark veil which acts as a portable prison)
Only a few powers are known by man
Passive:
-Major Toxins (Can create toxins and poisons)
-Total Corruption (Sicken forests, poison lakes, turn minds, etc)
-Wartime (Can start war temporarily, no more than 30 mins to a whole 24 hours)
-Tracker (Can track one to ten targets at one time, no matter where they are)
-Flying/Waterwalking (Can spawn dark wings on her back)
Only a few passive powers are known by man
Bio: ???
Quote: "Humans are only good for one thing and that is them destroying themselves and everything around them. The dark world will be erect soon."

Name: Synestra Yilvoxe Saxixx
Aliases: Warpath, Death Stalker, Jester of the Dead, Queen of Madness, Queen of Whores, Angel of Death, War Monger. (These are only a few, none rarely ever get out and so a few are repeated elsewhere.)
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Height: 5” 7”
Weight: Average
Nationality: Unknown [Some say European]
Morality: Black, White, Grey, Blue, Orange. The whole Spectrum
Armour Type: Medium Light
Weapon Set:
-Blade of 10,000 Souls
-Bow of the Wicked
-Dagger of Shadows
Skills:
-Master Swordsmen
-Master Bowmen
-Master Hunter and Tactician
Position: Head commander or general of the battlefield
Status: Dead (Wait, What?) [Currently her fate has been sealed, in the plot she is killed and therefore is dead currently]
Personality: A woman born from insanity and hunger for war, she will start wars indirectly by manipulating one or more sides. The woman in red is the best thing to say as many if not all should avoid her. The death of many and destruction of any site is what fuels her. She has no loyalty and will betray the other if need be. Small wars such as civil wars are fun but massive scale wars are the best fun of them all. She creates love interests to further her cause at creating war though only a few have been anything true but none of them live at the end, mostly by her doing. She is all around evil though at first sight she puts on an act which various from person to person and from nation to nation.

The only few good things about her are she has no resentment or hatred to anyone and everyone is equal in her books. If you breathe you are worthy of the sword but you can only be called a warrior if you survive. She gives everyone a fair advantage to defend themselves knowing they won’t win as she knows only the one of destiny will take her out. No one is really spared as they either die or lay their weapons and become her slaves, personal slaves work harder but are looked after better as well. She quickly goes from a nobody to a somebody in a matter of days within the army, not from hard work but from putting down the others so she can become what she wants to be.
Other: She is cursed to wander the world until she is brought down by the person of destiny. She is immortal and won’t age past her current age but she can die from being wounded but only the destined one can do it.

She wears bone around her neck; she will take a piece from the greatest warrior. The size depends on how well they fight and how long they survived. Those who begged to get a small piece added to her collection of bone jewellery, she has several made already.
History: Unknown
Qoute:“A world without chaos is a world gone mad. As long as I breathe I will make sure the world knows of war and nothing of peace.”

Name: Elissa Haywood
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Class: Elemental Witch
Appearance:
Appearance Add-On: She has tattoos on her and they begin to glow when element attacks are happening, the colour will be that of the element she is using. If all elements are being used via a skill or by the Four Seasons grenade mod. She will begin to glow all the colours, it will every five seconds though sometimes can have all the colours going off at once. The tattoos are related to the witch based class, only a few exist and Elissa is one of them. The metal on her face are inhibitors to prevent her from burning out, she can be like Lilith with her Eridium kick.
Action Skills:
-Seering Pain (Incendiary Element power up and spread effect)
-Acid Bath (Corrosive Element power up and spread effect)
-Scorching Lightening (Shock Element power up and spread effect)
-Freeze Burn (Cryo Element power up and spread effect)
-Rez It (Grants a 30% reduction of damage of all Elemental types)
-Effective Burn (While taking Elemental damage all Elemental damage is increased and so is the time period if one is effected)
-Magik Trade (Ammo clip is 25% less but element chances are 25% higher)
-Chemical Dump (25% of being healed by elemental damage)
-Slagged Off (If slagged element damage is increased fivefold, but damage taken will be 2 times more)
-X-Fusion (Two Elements can be combined)
Gear:
Primary Weapon:
-SMG (P) Bandit
Secondary Weapon:
-RPG (B) Tediore
Grenade Mod:
-Four Seasons (O) Vladof
Elements (Two Max):
-Corrosion
-Shock
Shield: Neogenator (O) Anshin
Artefact: Burn the Witch (Increases Elemental Chances and Damage)
Echo Log: "Corrupted"
Qoute: "Hey Lilith, I think I might be OP. That's good right Roland?"

Name: Max Roy Gleech
Nickname: Raging Thunder
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Nationality: Half Greek, quarter Italian and quarter French
Build: Bodybuilder
Appearance:

Height: 6” 1”
Weight: 14 Stone
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Colour: Brown

Blood Type: O
Scarring: A large one running across the midsection of his chest which ends at his right shoulder. Two tiny ones run across his face put there before receiving the helmet he has now. A few are on his back too, each in a different size and each going in different directions.
Beauty Marks: None
Dieases: No major diseases and none that can be passed on.
Arena Matches: 45

Weapons:
1st: Gladius
2nd: Trident
3rd: Cestus
4th: Sling

Personality: He is silent, he did not say a single word to anyone since the day he was separated from his bride to be. He is like a gentle giant and a psycho rolled into one. There is not much to him, just kill, survive and kill again until the day he is brought down. His love of death is great for the arena but outside it is something of a pain. His thoughts of his wife keep him going and is sure he will meet her again in this life or the next. He is a born showman and has no quarrels with beheading his opponent when asked. He does not have faith in a god, only faith in the woman he loves who is his whole world. She consumes him to the point of madness and so when in the arena he vents his anger because he is not with her. He does not hate anyone no matter what shit bag comes his way, the nature of the arena is to make prisoners pay for their crimes with death. He does not treat women differently as they are just as dangerous as he is. The only thing that stops him from going truly mad is a single song his mother sang to him when he was little, something about it is calming.

Bio: His parents were convicts, his grandfather and grandmother were convicts and to continue that tradition Max was a convict. Not a convict by choice, it just seemed to be in his blood and for that reasons was a convict. The only crimes he did were steal and kill others though he has never been caught stealing. One day he was caught in the act of murder, the deed was done but he had no real way out as steel had touched his skin by this point. He was taken to a prison where he stayed for a few year. For a while, he was just rotting in a cage until he landed himself in the hands of the Romans who put him into the arena. The arena was not easy, there was no running just going forwards. He had worked his way up from wearing no protection and using his wits to get where he is now a popular gladiator.

His reputation had reached many places, such places that had many Romans staying in. Max had to adapt to his new surroundings and learn new ways of killing his target though he had more fun doing it then the crowd watching. His choice of weapon is the Gladius, the sling not so much as it was not an accurate weapon. Due to having no chest plate many think they have the edge over him, they do but he knows many will go for that spot and so he waits for them to try. Once they try he will hit them hard as they will be open to an attack. Since every fight is to the death he does whatever he can to make sure he wins, he has had a few close encounters but has overcome them because of his quick wits. Even with a wound he would push himself to kill anything in his way and do it in style.

Behind the mask is a psychotic killer and his fan knew he is one. No man would do what he did in order to survive, much of it was questionable and so he was deemed insane. What he does not know is, his wife works in the arena, she as a sort of maid in the bloodwork. The man in the mask is hidden from her and since there are two arena training areas, bloodwork's, weapon storage's, etc he has never seen her. If he did he would truly take hold of her and never let her go again. One day they will know of each other, that day has to come sooner or later. But what happens from that point will remain to be seen.

Qoute: “Only the strong survive and only the psychotic do everything in their power to win. The art of killing is like a wine fine, you need to do it slowly and enjoy every moment of it. Finally, there is no mercy for the weak and wicked, maybe one day that will apply to me.”

Name: Daniella Ranya Mazar
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Nationality: Israeli
Build: Toned
Career: Israeli Commando (IDF)
Appearance:

Height: 5” 8”
Weight: Average
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Colour: Brown

Ranged Weapons:
1st: Desert Eagle (Hand Gun)
2nd: Tavor (Assault Rifle)
3rd: Standard Uzi (Sub Machine Gun)
4th: Galat’z (Sniper)
5th: Shipon (Rocket Launcher)
6th: Jericho 941 (Hidden Handgun)

Close Combat Weapons:
1st: Hand to Hand
2nd: Israeli Tactical Knife

Personality: Though at first looks she is serious, this is not the case as she is fun. Off the job she has quite the active lifestyle and normally never says no to things she thinks is fun unless it conflicts with the law or code of honour she follows. She herself would call herself a geek as she likes sci-fi, fantasy, and games of all sorts. She also has a thing for fantasy battles such as role playing as knights or some future marine. She has her own clan in each of the fantasy role plays she does. She enjoys reading and always has to do her daily training which normally lasts 6 hours.

When she is on the job she is focused and for the most part silent though if something she likes comes up in conversion she will speak a lot on the subject. She is rather sweet and caring for someone who has seen some unspeakable things in her life. Friends dying in front of her in combat, torture and other things that are related to war and terrorism. She is also quite creative as she likes to paint when not on duty, she does pop art and abstract art. Due to the nature of her job she sleeps with a gun under a pillow and will pull it out even with the slightest sound made. Even though she has a lot of stuff going on in her life she has an active sex life.

Bio: Born on April 3rd 1984 in Tel Aviv. Her father is an ex-soldier who went on to teach new recruits how to fight without weapons. Her mother was also in the army, though she did not go into war much she was one of the best teachers in armed combat. After their daughter was born they planned on raising her to be a fighter as the country they lived in was surrounded by many enemies. At the age of 8, Daniella started her lessons on self-defense though it was only beginners stuff. As the years went on she went on to harder things in unarmed combat and armed combat. During her school years, she was rather a loner as people knew of her training from an early age and the fact someone tried to bully her before which ended up with the bully having a broken arm.

School years flew by her and soon she was out of school where she had a few paths she could take. For a while, she did nothing with herself though soon enough served her time in the army. When the two years were up she did not want to leave as she felt she belonged in the army. During the two years, the commanding officer had tipped her for the top. A year later Daniella was promoted where her performance got better and she had developed her skills even more. Due to her early training by her, father, she quickly became one of the best hand to hand fighters in the world and her skills with guns were also considered to be one of the best though no one has ever said it.

During her time off she would live it up as much as she could, she would get up at 4am in the morning to do her 6-hour training. Two hours of hand to hand combat, two hours of armed weapon training and two hours of psychical and mental training. After that is done she would do something creative and then do things she likes afterwards such as read books and role play if such thing is going on. She loves playing games and has various consoles she plays though she likes playing online. Her Xbox 360 tag is Daniella-IDF and the PSN username is the same. She likes to play retro games as well when on her own. Night time is where her real fun side comes out as she does as much as she can in one night.

She loves sex and pretty much can’t get enough of it, she herself finds it hard to relax unless out and about. She has been to many countries within the short time she has been within the army. Another thing about her is she won’t ever leave the house without her trusty Desert Eagle or Jericho 941. A few years later Daniella was promoted to commando and now leads her own team. Many dangerous missions were ahead of her, some she barely managed to get out of and some which ended quickly as the enemy did not see them coming. Her record is not perfect as not all missions go their way even if it is completed.

She has never rushed during a mission, she always plans 12 hours ahead though even she knows it won’t always work out like that. She herself has a few battle scars but it is something she can live with, some opponents were strong but since she still lives it meant she was that much better. It did not matter where she went, the deserts, forests, Iceland’s and any other place that is not mentioned. Her Desert Eagle and Jericho 941 have saved her life more than her other weapons, though the tactical knife is a close second. Daniella has also travelled to many places when not on duty to places such as France, the UK, Canada, Russia, USA, Italy, China, Japan and a few other places.

Due to her change of nature because of how seriously she takes her job, people are never sure what her current mood is. Close friends do but anyone new would have to play the guessing game. Due to the high demand, for her to work she works has to work in a team. There is always a new recruit who joins her team and deaths are limited but do happen. Our team of 20 soon grew to a team of 40 though 10 of them were on the sidelines and she always switched up so everyone did their duty. Her team is trained for anything as they were soon made to be a special task force based team lead by Daniella.

Qoute: “With enemies on every corner, one has to be ready for anything that confronts us. Just because you have a knife doesn’t mean you’re going to win, we fight to survive so anything goes. War is not cool, war is nothing but horror but with many enemies, we have no choice but to defend ourselves.”