Name: Whatever you want, but nothing too crazy.
Age: 16-25.
Gender: Male or Female.
Race: Whatever you want again, but nothing like angels or gods. Minor demons are possible, such as imps and the like.
Class: Knight, bard, mage, etc. Something to generalize what your character is.
Appearance: If not a picture, a decent description of what your character looks like.
Notable Traits: Anything that makes your character stick out from the rest.
Belongings: Nothing overpowered. What you'd expect level one character to have.
Abilities: Known magic goes here, as well whatever your character is good at (e.g. tanking damage, blacksmithing, etc).
Personality: How they act, talk, etc.
History: Essentially your character's upbringing, and what little time they've experienced in the "afterlife."
Other: Anything else not mentioned.

Name: Mark Davis
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Swords man.
Appearance:

Notable Traits: Short temper, alcoholic, loves fighting.
Belongings: Silver locket, sword and shield and a brass knuckle knife.
Abilities: Taking and dealing damage, fire enhancement.
Personality: Anti-social, quick to fight, loves to piss people off and loyal.
History: Mark had a somewhat rough start seeing as how he started off in an orphanage. His home wasn't all bad, the people looking after them did their best and the other kids were normal enough to like. The only problem was that the orphanage its self was within a bad neighborhood. Gang turf wars, drugs, shootings, even kidnappings were simply a day-to-day routine for Mark. His caretakers did their best to keep the children away from the harsh, crime filled life and most of the kids stayed on the good paths. Mark however didn't. Not even three days after his 11th birthday he did his first drug deal, along with a fatal shooting involving a rival dealer. He pulled the trigger. From there on out he grew into the very thing his now former caretakers tried to protect him from. A thug, murder, dope slinger, kidnapper, monster. Mark knew what he was and knew the path he lead was wrong, but it was to late he thought, he can never go back. That is until a childhood friend from his orphanage was one of his targets for kidnapping. Finally making up his mind he turned the barrel of his gun on those he worked for and insured their fall. Unfortunately, he fell with them.
Other: Mark will sometimes lose himself within a fit of rage, killing whoever or whatever was in his way. Keep your distance once you hear his animal like snarl.

Name: Olive Bishop
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: High Elf
Class: Arcanist

Appearance: Picture, pre-mortem.. For elf-version, add elf ears; change clothing for simple, brown robes; and swap out the glasses for wooden spectacles. Six feet tall as a human, six-four as an elf.

Notable Traits: Thinner than your average elf. Almost always has a pair of simple wooden spectacles perched on her nose.

Belongings: The aforementioned eyeglasses and her spellbook are her two most notable possession, and both are somewhat pricy, but far from expensive. The eyeglasses can fold together for ease of storage, and the spellbook is filled with strange, arcane runes and symbols that are meaningless to those that haven't studied magic.

Abilities: Olive starts with two spells, a simple offensive Frostbolt, and a defensive Force Shield. Being a magic-user, she can also perform minor cantrips that wouldn't be on the character's in-game "action bar", so to speak.
Frostbolt, a high mana spell that simply lobs a bolt of frigid magic at the target.
Force Shield, a medium mana spell that conjures a solid barrier at the caster's fingertips, up to Nx3 square inches, where N is the caster's level, capping at level 24. Lasts 60 seconds, though the duration shortens upon taking damage. A single powerful attack can outright shatter it.
Levitation, a low mana cantrip that requires no concentration. Does exaxtly what it says on the tin. Can carry up to 25 pounds of items within a foot of each other. If cast on multiple objects far apart, she can carry (25-(Nx5))÷N pounds, where N is the number of objects levitating (10x2, 3.3x3, 1.25x4, etc. Basically, for every item levitated, subtract 5 lbs, then divide the rest among the items.)

Personality: Olive is incredibly fidgety and easily spooked, which, combined with her fragile frame, makes her seem like she couldn't hurt a fly. After her passing, however, she's found herself commiting surprising acts of bravery in the heat of the moment, despite heart-pounding fear. She prefers a more noncombatitive role, but can defend herself if necessary. While she was alive, she wrote better when she didn't have to worry about deadlines, and this same trait has followed her into this new world.
Olive is incredibly smart and creative, but often has difficulty thinking up the words she needs on the spot. While typically a creature of thought and reason, she can get a bit emotional at times, even angry, though she's conditioned herself to calm down when she feels her temper rising. She's easily frustrated when dealing with people who act irrationally or can't explain their actions, but this frustration typically passes quickly.

History: Throughout her life, Olive was plagued by health issues. From minor afflictions, such as near-sightedness, to life-threatening diagnoses (that she'd much rather keep to herself), she's been in and out of the hospital many times.
Her position wasn't helped by her financial situation, either. As a self-employed author, royalties were scarce, and that, combined with whatever government assistance she could get, barely covered her living expenses. Technically, it didn't cover them at all, and the poor girl spent many days with little to no food just to have enough for next month's rent.
In the end, it wasn't chronic illness that took her life, but a preventable disease. She contracted pneumonia during a cold winter's night, and, though her insurance would cover treatment, her poor health simply made things worse, and, after over a month in the hospital, she passed away...only to awaken in a new world.

Other: As one would expect, she has difficult reading her spellbook without her spectacles on, due to her near-sightedness. She'd be slower when casting, and may even still completely miscast the spell, anyway.

Name: Jessica Parker

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Class: Brawler

Appearance:



Jessica's main outfit consists of a white dress shirt under a suede coat and messily made tie with diagonal cream and red stripes. She wears a short skirt the same color of her coat over a pair of shorts. The oddly formal ensemble clashes with a pair of old trusty red and white sneakers and fingerless gloves, whose tacky fake leather is dyed the color of strawberry syrup.

Personality: Jessica "Punch 'em" Parker, otherwise known as patient zero among anger management counselors, is the result of god trying to make a human sock 'em bop 'em robot. It's not that she goes out of her way to seek violence, it's just that thinking hurts and punching is cool. Word on the block is that she joined a kickboxing tournament and won by punching. Her old room was covered in horse posters, not because she liked them but because they neatly covered the various holes in the wall.

Jessica tends to get fired up over the worst ideas imaginable, and will often quarrel with anyone who knows that eating glue and amateur parkour is bad. She is fond of using ridiculous, incoherent phrases instead of curse words from years of being scolded by teachers.

Likes: Punching, Spicy food, Eurobeat, Initial D, Punching again, Competitive videogames

Dislikes: Tea, Counting, Being told to grow up

Notable Traits: Jessica vaguely fears and respects equines, after having recurring dreams as a child where her horse posters would eat her.

Belongings: A journal and the ugliest pair of gloves the world has ever seen

Abilities: Jessica has gained the ability to use placement magic. Punching can hurt the attacker due to forces recoiling on their own body, but if the fist in question were to warp from point A to point B, the fist would escape recoil damage due to the universe trying to calculate what just happened and giving up halfway through, resulting in a consistent way to inflict damage. If she were to be strong enough she'd be able to warp her body short distances.

Jessica's parkour adventures have made her mildly athletic enough to climb, crawl and jump well past the level of the average person.

History: Jessica was raised in an orphanage and sent to a public school so bad that it was legally classified as a national threat to world stability. Eventually she got used to the hectic atmosphere and the sight of seeing a car on fire twice a week. One day while heading home from school, Jessica attempted to stop two men from mugging a teenager, seemingly succeeding until one pulled out a firearm. She's new to the afterlife, only having been re-alive for a couple of days.

Other: This hasn't been mentioned before, and is a tiny detail to her character. Jessica likes punching.