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Roleplays

• Fall Of Vedrus
  Crim
  Rosline
  Nikolai
• World Long Gone
  River
  Leanne
• Fight or Flight
  Emerson
• War Never Changes
  Celty
• The World of Wasted Dreams
  Mikeina
• The Citadel Stories
  Crowe
• The Return - Medium Paced Adventure Post-Apoc Fantasy RP
  Leilu
• The Clarice Curse
  Emerson
• Welcome to Hesios - A Borderlands RP [HUNTERS WANTED!]
  Gidget

Means dead

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Fall of Vedrus

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Crim

Name:
Crim Raveshadow
Gender:
Female
Age:
24
Race:
Elvish Cultist
Side in War (Neutral also possibility):
Neutral, but aides both sides when needed

Appearance/Description:
Long, mid back length, red hair with green gentle eyes. She keeps her hair in a half-up half-down style with a braid. Often decorate her hair with dark crimson or black dragon scales from her pet. She is average height, but gets called short by everyone. Slim, with an active physique. Surprisingly strong for her size and a very fast runner.

Backstory/Bio:
Crim is known as a dragon priestess in Onxyia. Being one of the cultists that are allowed to live with their dragons, she resides near a cave for protection. She was born in Etrya but when she was young she was taken from her home by Cultists. Raised by them, Crim learned their ways and became one of their priestesses.

Her ability to use magic grew as she practiced through the years as well as her effect on dragons. For Crim's 18th birthday, and graduation in cultist training, she was given a dragon egg and told if it hatched she could keep the dragon and would become a priestess, but if it didn't she would have to forfeit the egg to another trainee. Luckily the egg hatched. Crim was then given the last name Raveshadow after one of the strongest dragon priestesses.

Later she traveled to Onxyia to get away from the radicals that took over her old encampment and killed her teacher. Wanting to get away from harm's vengeful path, she took shelter in a cave and raised her dragon. Continuing to practice magic she stayed near her cave, often traveling to the villages in Onyxia for supplies or the river that ran close by.

Hearing that there are dark powers enslaving the minds of fellow cultists and other great leaders she heard about in legends, Crim fears she may not be neutral for much longer and find herself in many great battles to fix the broken lands of Vedrus.

Choice of Weaponry:
Hand carved bow with home-made arrows she makes, Pet dragon that she raised, Throwing knives held on her hips, Long sword engraved with elvish symbols

Garb (clothing/armor):
Wears dark red and black leather armor, dragon scale gauntlets, and a black cloak.

Personality:
Crim is a kind, helpful, and tries to stay neutral even though she does aid people on either side. She does not like unnecessary killing or fighting, so does not believe in taking sides. But she does understand when sides should be taken and when fighting is necessary. She is encouraging and polite. She enjoys helping the underdog, and always tries to aid in the ending of tyranny. She is not a fan of people who put down and opress lower class citizens. Crim is supportive of the lower and middle class people.

Crim aslo finds enjoyment in the raising of dragons and the art of magic. Even though she is not fond of fighting she does like a good fight or battle, it excites her in a way. It also pleases her to give her dragon a challenge and some exercise.

Crim's Dragon
~Can change colors with light, often a silver color~

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Rosline

Name

Rosline, Roz, Stormcast

Gender

Female

Age

25

Race

Human, Shapeshifter

Side in War

Ironbane traitor, Goldenblades

Appearance/Description

Rosline is 5'4", but full of fire. She is a strategical fighter, with a passion for sarcastic, snarky comebacks or one-liners. She has blonde, shoulder length hair with ocean blue eyes that have green spiraled within. She is a quick runner, faster than most men. With a slim, curvy body.

Looks a bit like this: Appearance

Backstory/Bio

As a little kid Rosline lived in Astal with her father and two older brothers. Watching her brothers, she quickly picked up their tricks. By the time she was 10, Rosline joined her brothers in sword fights, wrestling, and rough-housing.Shortly after she hit her teen years Rosline's brothers were drafted into the war, and she was left to ten their land and care for their sick father.

During that time Roz had some strange goings on happening about her. She would think of animals and watch as aspects of those animals appeared on her body. Learning to control her abilities, Roz found a witch in the woods behind her home that told her she was a shapeshifter and to never use her ability out in the open. So Roz learned to control it and kept it her "little" secret.

Eventually Rosline herself was drafter into the war on the side of the Ironbanes. Fighting in many battles she learned both Ironbane and Goldenblade tactics, making her a very valuable asset in the war.But her view of the war changed at the Battle of Favorstead. She watched as countless men in her battalion died. And lost hope of winning when a dragon came onto the battlefeild. Instantly she dropped her weapons and surrender, due to her fear of dragons and magic. Seeing a handsome man distracted by the dragon, one of her men stabbed him through the back and then two others, not her men, rushed in to help him; a girl and an archer with a sword. As all the remaining men surrendered, Rosline went with them. She would no longer serve the barbarian Ironbanes. She would pledge her allegiance to the Goldenblades, an him.

Choice of Weaponry

Dark iron sword with a sapphire jewel embedded on the hilt,

Daggers given to her by her brothers

Garb

Thick, bulky silver and gold armor with blue Ironbane emblems on it. But off the battlefield she wears lighter armor. (Like this, Lighter armor)

Personality

Rosline is sweet, but very curious, energetic, and a bit clingy. When she finds someone she likes, she gets attached. Even though she is clingy, she is respectful and will mind boundaries. She wishes to please whoever she likes and her superiors. Rosline is very passionate and loving. She also has a passion for fighting and rough-housing with her brothers or close friends.

At times it may seem as though she is two people with an alter ego that comes out on the battlefield. She loves the adrenaline that comes with a fight and will sometimes start one for the hell of it with her enemies. Rosline has a habit of getting in over her head with fights, but can fend for herself. When provoked she is prone to violent or angry outbursts, although she is not fond of that side of her. She is strong but small so many don't believe her strength.

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Nikolai

Name
Nikolai “The Gorgeous” Lorgar

Gender
Male

Age
28

Race
Human, mage

Side in War
Neutral, war gets his hands dirty

Appearance/Description
Nikolai is 6'2" and handsome through every inch. He is a against fighting, due to the fact that he likes to keep himself pristine looking. Appearance is everything to him, even commenting on soldiers' armor or hygiene at times. He has long but trimmed, pulled back, blonde, brown hair with hazel eyes. He has a muscular build and the body of a soldier.
Like this: Appearance

Backstory/Bio
Nikolai lived in Onyxia for all of his life, leaving on occasion to see new places. As a boy, Nikolai was still all about appearance, staying out of the mud and dirty place. He wasn't like the other boys in Onyxia that loved mud pies and everything messy. Nikolai took up and apprenticeship at a barber shop and learned how to keep himself practically pristine.

As he grew older Nikolai made sure to keep up his appearance, as he began to help everyone one else. His mentor grew very ill and had no sons or daughters to give his shop to so told Nikolai to keep it running and gave him the deed to the shop. As he ran the shop he expanded it to be an inn as well. This made him enough money to buy the nicest garb in Onyxia, keeping him satisfied.

When the war broke out, soldiers started staying in his inn but his business was starting to fail. The soldiers scared the townspeople so they began to go less and the soldiers barely paid what they owed. Nikolai soon ran out of money to keep up with new garb and slowly ran out of business. Having close to no money at all Nikolai met a traveling mage on his way out of Onyxia. The mage offered to take him under his wing after telling Nikolai he had a source of power within. Having no other options Nikolai accepted and travelled with the mage and learned all he could from the man.

After years and Nikolai was fully grown, he returned to Onyxia and the woods around the beautiful city. As he travelled back he saw a curious little elf that sparkled with dragon scales. Captivated by the beauty of them he ran over to her and asked her why he could buy some. Finding out they weren't for sale or any store, he walked away disappointed, until the little elf told him she had some and she would be willing to give them to him with no cost, as a gift instead. He took the gracious gift and thanked her, returning back to his home and embroidering them into his cloak.

Wanting more he went back to the forest where he found the she-elf, but she was gone. Though he found a cave and watched as she walked out for a hunt. Staying out of site he watched as she had a confrontation with a solider and followed them to their camp. Every time they went somewhere Nikolai was not far behind, craving more dragon scales and finding out that they came from a pet dragon she had accompany her on her journeys.

Choice of Weaponry
Silver iron sword with a jewels embedded on the hilt that he doesn't use much,
Small dagger strapped to his sword belt,
The occasional tavern stool

Garb
Thick, black cloak with light leather armor. He was given iron forged armor by a soldier passing by after a battle, but wasn't impressed by it so had a smith customize it with his own insignia engraved into the chest plate and embroidered with jewels, even though the jewels weren't his favorite rare ones.

Personality
He has a passion for sarcastic comebacks and one-liners. He is impartial to physical activity, not liking it but not disliking it either. Nikolai is very curious, energetic, and one men should watch out for. When he finds himself a looker, he can be a bit passionate with his flirting. He is respectful and will mind boundaries, however will be a little pushy if he is drunk. She Nikolai is very passionate, sometimes in a fiery way, and loving.

The battlefield is the only thing Nikolai does not exceed in. He can protect himself but he does not favor taking lives. He tries to avoid making enemies, but sometimes his sarcasm gets in the way and he gets himself in a heap of trouble.

Nikolai loves himself a drink or five on occasion, however has long sober streaks. When he is drunk he is even more rowdy and tends to go to far around fellow men, meaning it all in good fun.

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The World of Wasted Dreams

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Mikiena

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Appearance:

Name: Mikiena Takaharu
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 105
Hair Color: Bright red
Eye Color: Sky blue and green
Skin-tone: Pale-ish white
Clothes: She usually wears her uniform, although she does not like the idea of uniforms, whenever she is at school. When not at school she pulls on a tank top with a tie and a belted skirt. Often wearing leggings under and knee-high black boots.
Age: 17
History:

Hider

Mikiena was raised by her uncle and aunt in a fairly stable environment, but with the death of her aunt she didn't feel welcome at home anymore. Mikiena didn't spend much time around the other kids throughout her life. The most interactions she got were at school and even then she was a quiet, self kept girl. With few friends but a friendly personality, she was complacent with the way things were. She wasn't shy, not at all, but the other kids didn't seem to notice her that much which was completely fine with her. At home she was quiet and would spend her time in her room doing homework or playing games.

As she grew up her grades showed nothing but how smart she was. A little energetic girl who could ace a test while sleeping through the class. When she wasn't paying attention to the teacher she was either drawing in a notebook or playing a game on her phone. Many times she got in trouble for it, yet she still did it. At lunch she made a game out of hacking into other people's game account and leveling their characters. Mikiena never stole items from anyone or hurt their characters, she thought of it as fun help, and it gave her something to do.

When she got old enough Mikiena found herself a job and kept herself busy. With the small income she made, she got herself a small house with her friend Kiyagi. The two of them were never home at the same time and always had the house to themselves due to each other's schedules. Mikiena and Kiyagi were best friends since middle school and now in high school they don't talk as much and only see each other in class. But the alone time is nice for she, she enjoys it. It gives her a chance to do homework or go online for her games without interruptions.

Personality: Mikiena is a wild spirit that is nearly impossible to break. She is a very curious, energetic ball of pure energy, but she can be very calm, mellow, and level-headed as well. Being calm and patient in most situations, she stays focused and aware not making snap judgements right away. She is very adventurous and if given the chance she loves to try new things. Mikiena tries to avoid making enemies, befriending most everyone she meets, but sometimes her sarcasm gets in the way and she gets herself in a heap of trouble.

She is very passionate, sometimes in a fiery way, and loving. Mikiena is extremely polite and soft spoken and doesn't care much for rude, obnoxious, or distasteful people. Although kindhearted and sweet, she can be cold or stern when she needs to be.
Quirks:
Hacking is a bit of a hobby for her, "Haven't got caught yet, why stop now?"
Writes stories on her phone
Games anywhere she goes, "My characters aren't going to level themselves."

Likes/Strengths

Likes:
Computer games
Video games
Music (almost everything)
Crazy styles
Strengths:

Dislikes/Weaknesses

Dislikes:
Getting her computer taken away
Country music
Uniforms
Conformity
Weaknesses:

Relationships: How does your character get along with the others? Friends? Enemies? Frenemies?
Other:
Speech color

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The Citadel Stories

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Name:
Crowe Solace

Age:
20

DOB:
2/29/1996

Appearance (faceclaim preferable):
Crowe has red hair, usually tied up, with deep hazel eyes and freckles dusted lightly on her cheeks and nose. She mainly wears dark clothes and a black choker with a large amount of jewelry due to her lack of affiliation with either family.

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Affiliation:
Born Grimm, but affiliates herself with neither

Occupation:
Artist, barista/bartender

Skills (I.E: Healing, offensive magic, defensive magic.):
Phasing magic

Equipment/weapons:
Double Bladed staff
T91 Assault Rifle

Backstory:
Crowe was born a Grimm descendent, but due to her mother dying during her birth she was sent to a child's home. Until the age of six, Crowe grew up with normal kids wondering why she could do supernatural things. On her sixth birthday a aunt she was unaware of brought her home.

Living with her aunt Crowe has tireless lessons on how to control and use light magic and the history of the family she descended from. She began to learn how to manipulate light and fire. By the time she was 16 her aunt passed away, leaving her alone yet again. She continued to train in magic as well as trying to blend in. She took up job at a bar.

Most of her time was spent there working or helping out. In her spare time she practiced her magic or weapons skills. During a late night at the bar, a fight broke out causing Crowe to have to intervene. A gun was pulled so she had to detain the person safely. The confrontation was observed by many, but one was a Briarwhite who was curious about the girl. After her shift was over and Crowe was on her way walking home they joined her. Offering her a place to go and a teacher. They would teach her more control.

After two years of being taken in by a Briarwhite descendant, she was taught more control when in combat and how to control dark magic. Crowe continued to practice light magic as well, feeling being well-rounded would benefit her. Crowe became the main bartender and a friend to the owners of the bar. She lingered around helping the business and the owners, she had grown to know personally why still occasionally practicing her skills with the guidance of the Briarwhite.

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World Long Gone

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Leanne

Name: Leanne, Lea, Monroe

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Description (detailed and/or a picture): Leanne is a blonde, hair that reaches the bottom of her back, with the same identical eyes. She is 5'8", taller than River. Leanne has a small build making her very skinny, and is about as strong as she looks, but is still very attractive. Her thin legs make up most of her height, then her skinny torso gives her the rest.

Appearance

Appearance, Just no pointed ears.

Backstory/Bio: Being the older sister, Leanne had to grow up faster, which put a rift between them. It caused Leanne to hold resentment against her sister for all the spoiling she received. Her jealousy and resentment turned to hate as they grew up, and caused Leanne to act rudely and plain messed up to her own sister. However, no matter how mean Leanne was to her, River never hated her back. River never did a thing back, just smiled or read her books.
When River got to high school, Leanne got worse. Leanne hated her but River loved and admired her sister. Throughout high school Leanne picked on, bugged, and made fun of River, trying to get he childhood friend in on it as well. He never really did, but he was still her friend, which made her feel somewhat secure. She enjoyed his company in her classes and outside of school.

Once Leanne and her friend graduated, Leanne left River alone and stopped bullying her. But when River graduated she moved away, leaving her behind. Without her little sister Leanne turned to the people she knew in school. They turned her to drinking and doing drugs. At first Lea refused, but when Marcus left for the military she felt as if she had nothing left to lose. Both of their parents passed away shortly after Leanne's 24th birthday and gave her even more of a reason to party. She ended up dropping out of school and loosing all of her "friends".

Leanne became antisocial, just and no one understood wanted her around. Things at home began to grow tense as rent was hard to come by for her. She spent all her money on alcohol, leaving none to pay for the house or her car. Finally Lea's car was repossessed, leaving her with no money and no transportation. Eventually, they also took the house from her, but it was luckily bought by one of her other old friends that pitied her so bad he let her live there with him. Their deal was she paid rent with her body. Lea became his toy for a few months then lost off ability to feel due to the trauma. She would take her money and drown herself in alcohol every night.

Her drinking problem

Leanne drinking

When the bombs started to drop, Lea didn't think much of it at first. Then she began to see it as her way out of her miserable, self-harming rut. Her life had turned for the worst, but now she was going to get out of it. She had always had big dreams and ambitions, and was very proud of her sister being successful. Lea never thought she would go down this path. As the bombs drew closer, everyone began to leave the town. Lea's landlord left, without telling her, to die. Leanne just took shelter in her favorite bar with all the drinks she could ask for since the owner was gone or dead, perhaps even both. Crawling into her dark deep pit, Leanne wanted her little sister more than ever, feeling remorse for the first time in her life, and screamed her name out over and over crying as she did so. She thought her sister never deserved to die this way and wanted her more than anything to tell her sorry before they died.
'Nothing haunts you more than regret.'

Personality: Leanne is withheld, she isn't social unless she is drunk. Of the two sisters, she is the cold, stern, and heartless one. Leanne got all of the mental strength while her sister got all of the emotion. Leanne is almost void of emotion and feeling. She does not know remorse.

Leanne is a more kill first ask questions late, with a lack of morals, type of girl. Leanne and River are complete opposites when it comes to thinking through a situation, Leanne acts more on impulse. She had lost all hope in the world before the war even began. She just wants to survive and that is her only concern, no matter what it takes.

Equipment/Gear- (set up this way, please)
Weapon 1: Machete

Weapon 1

Machete

Weapon 2 (optional): Pocket knife

Weapon 2

Pocket Knife

Items in possession (water and food rations, light, first aid, etc):
A backpack with:
Flask full of liquor
Gallon of water
Three days worth of food
Lighter

Specialties- (climbing, cooking, first aid, etc)
1) Getting into trouble
2) Getting drunk
3) Self Pity

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River

Name: River Monroe

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Description (detailed and/or a picture): River has short, black hair that barely reaches her shoulders, with a distinct red streak. The only real identical feature between the two are their eyes. Both of the sisters have light hazel, almost just green eyes. River is shorter than her sister by an inch, being at 5’7”. She is petite and small built, but was an athlete before the world ended so is very fit.
Appearance

Backstory/Bio: As the younger of the two girls, River grew up being babied, which she enjoyed for a few years. But when she was old enough to understand her sister’s jealousy she quickly resented and put an end to the babying. She always wanted to be like her older sister, Leanne.

When River started high, they became one-sided enemies. Leanne seemed to hate her but River loved and admired her sister. Throughout her high school years Leanne picked on, bugged, and made fun of he, but she did nothing. She stuck her nose in a book and accepted it.
River wasn't antisocial, just no one understood her completely or why she put up with what she put up with. River grew further from her sister through school and worse at home. Things at home began to grow tense as their parents began to fight more often and loud crashes would keep the her up in the attic, reading as she avoided them. Their parents fought physically often as well. So seeing that, River decided learning self-defense would be the best way to protect herself against them.

When River turned 18, she moved to Colorado but her sister stayed in the same home. Even after bother their parents died in a car accident. The distance was a bit difficult for River at first but as she met people it was easier. And by the time she graduated she had a few close friends and a bigger collection of novels and books. She lived her life peacefully until the bombs began to drop. She watched as bombs hit major cities first and fear overtook her heart.

River quickly left the city and went out on the road into the mountains. Frantically, River called and messaged her sister to meet up with her, hoping she wasn't already too late. Soon bombs began to drop more frequently and in smaller towns, devastating the world, so she decided to stay in the middle of nowhere until the war was over. River knew from all of her reading that the outskirts were the best places to survive.

Hoping that her sister was okay, she headed back to her barren wasteland of a hometown. Walking through the ruined graveyard of houses she stopped at hers and prayed her sister would still be alive.
Don't let me be too late...

Personality: River is kindhearted and sweet. Of the two sisters, she is the more sensitive and emotional one. It could be said that she has enough emotions for the both of them. She is loving and caring to everyone, but cam be extremely shy. Shyness is her main downfall, however she is social when she knows people. Even before the world ended she wasn't very social and more kept to herself. The awkward, bookworm as her sister called her.

She doesn't think that killing first and asking questions layer is the way to go, unlike her sister. River is the complete opposite of her sister when it comes to morals. She also still believes the world can be fixed, but has almost given up on trying. Now she just yearns to get through day after day and survive the longest she can.

Equipment/Gear- (set up this way, please)
Weapon 1: Compact bow, with extra arrows
Bow
Weapon 2 (optional): Butterfly knife
Knife
Items in possession (water and food rations, light, first aid, etc):
A backpack with:
Flashlight
Bandages
Food rations for 4 days
Small canteen of water
Flint
Pocket knife

Specialties- (climbing, cooking, first aid, etc)
1) Resourcefulness, finding useful items
2) Finding and building shelter
3) Standard first aid

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Fight or Flight

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Emerson

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Name: Emerson, Em or Emy, Striker
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: Emerson is a long haired, redhead with freckles very lightly dusted around her nose and cheeks. Her hair is usually down and messy but she does like to put it up in high ponytails. Emerson has a thin and small but athletic build that gives her speed. Em prefers jeans and loose fitting shirts over a tank top and her Joker Converse. Most of the times she wears a zip-up hoodie, with slits cut in he back, as well.

Height: 5'6"
Weight: 116
Hair and Eye color: Redhead, grey-blue
Wing span and Wing color: 14 feet, black with grey and white speckled feathers
Personality: Emerson has a wild spirit that is nearly impossible to break. She is a very curious, energetic ball of pure energy. Some may call her hyper but she can be very calm, mellow, and level-headed as well. Being calm and patient in most situations, she stays focused and aware not making snap judgments right away. She is very adventurous. Emerson tries to avoid making enemies, befriending most everyone and enjoying the company of others, but sometimes her sarcasm gets in the way and she gets herself in a heap of trouble.

She is very passionate, sometimes in a fiery way, and loving. Em does come across in a flirty way, but she is also respectful and minds boundaries. Em is extremely polite and soft spoken and doesn't care much for rude, obnoxious, or distasteful people. Although kindhearted and sweet, she can be cold or stern when she needs to be, but prefers not to be. However, she enjoys and makes a game of being sarcastic and a total smartass. Her nature is often useful when breaking up an argument or settling a dispute, as well as making her a great negotiator. Her communication skills make her trustworthy and a faithful friend, however she can be secretive and lie if she needs to.

Specialization/Skills: Hacking, computer programming and coding
Abilities: Blending into dark/shadowy places (practically invisible), Equilibrium Distortion (gives someone vertigo or makes them unconscious)

Likes/Strengths

Likes
• Flying
• Spending time outdoors
• Rainy, thunderstorm weather
Strengths
• Cunning
• Remaining calm and positive in tough situations
• Keeping people calm or keeping people from fighting
• Resourcefulness

Dislikes/Weaknesses

Dislikes
• Dry or muggy weather
• Being stuck in a cage or in a "box"
• Scientists
• Hospitals
Weaknesses
• Bossy at times
• "No man left behind" mentality
• Hot weather

Relationships/Family: Emy is very friendly, however she can be sarcastic and joke around not in the best of times. She can be a bit vexing

Other: Speech and thought color
Small tattoo on her side: Chaos Symbol tattoo

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War Never Changes

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Name: Celty Farron
Age: 24
Gender: Female

Bio:
Celty grew up with her brother. Together they played ‘War’, a game where they joined together to battle mystical creatures and other people to save the world. It was their own form of house. She grew up as a tomboy with her brother until he was drafted into the war on her 19th birthday. Following in his footsteps Celty joined the US Air Force and became a pilot. She flew various missions: dangerous ones, easy ones, ones that almost got her blown out of the sky.

She then left service a couple years before everything went down and moved to a more rural area. Hunting for fun, she learned quickly how to use a bow and butcher animals for food. Celty stayed mostly to herself in a cabin, but did go to towns on occasion when she wanted something different to eat or needed anything in particular.

When things went down and the world went to hell Celty quickly packed what she needed into a backpack and began to travel. She feared large cities so she kept her distance from them. Being smart about her moves, she never stayed in one place for too long. Surviving meant hunting and scavenging while also being smart when it came to trusting other people.

While traveling with a small group she heard rumors of a group called the Blood Army. Choosing to stay away from them she broke away from the small group and went back on her own, where she felt safest at the moment.

Personality:
Shy around new people but daring. Not one for long, drawn out conversations. Celty is a social antisocial person. Pretty ironic, but when she gets to know someone and trust them, she will do whatever she can for them, but until she knows them she is weary and cautious around them. Celty is also polite and soft spoken, often useful when breaking up an argument or settling a dispute. Great negotiator, and no quick to make snap judgments. Patient and calm in stressful or intense situations.
Also very caring and almost acts like a sister to hose she's close with.

Gear: What you travel with. I'd like it to be set up like this:
-Weapon 1 (optional): Tactical bow, with place for arrows

-Weapon 2 (optional): Sniper rifle, with silencer

-Clothing: Ripped jeans, black tank top with a loose shirt over, sweater tied around her waist, moccasin style boots
-Items: In her backpack she has a flashlight, lighter, small rock and hardwood to make new arrows, a couple bottles for water, small rations of food, cloth scavenged from bodies, and a switchblade she keeps on her hip

Role:
Celty is a survivor who lives off the land, never staying in one place too long. Due to her shyness, she keeps to herself mostly, but will interact with other survivors that she trusts enough to.

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The Clarice Curse

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WIP

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Name/Alias/Title: Fallis

[Other alias/titles go here.]

Appearance: (Image required, small description can be included.)


Quote: (Brief passage/quote/remark/or sentence)

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Age: 24

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Race: Magic-User

Magi-Talent: (Only one)

Habits/ticks/quirks (etc):

Skills/Talents/etc.:

Likes:

• Calm/Calculating people

Dislikes:

• Hotheaded/Irrational people

Personality:

Shy around new people but daring. Not one for long, drawn out conversations. She is a social antisocial person. Pretty ironic, but when she gets to know someone and trust them, she will do whatever she can for them, until then she is weary and cautious around them. Quite passionate but also reserved and to herself. A polite and soft spoken girl, often useful when breaking up an argument or settling a dispute. Great negotiator, and not quick to make snap judgments. Patient and calm in stressful or intense situations.

Bio/History:

Place background information here

Equipment/Tools/Items/etc.:

• Backpack full of survival tools

Other:

Any other information you find neccisary to cover, goes here.

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Dead RP character sheets

Leanne

Name: Leanne, Lea, Monroe

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Description (detailed and/or a picture): Leanne is a blonde, hair that reaches the bottom of her back, with the same identical eyes. She is 5'8", taller than River. Leanne has a small build making her very skinny, and is about as strong as she looks, but is still very attractive. Her thin legs make up most of her height, then her skinny torso gives her the rest.

Appearance

Appearance, Just no pointed ears.

Backstory/Bio: Being the older sister, Leanne had to grow up faster, which put a rift between them. It caused Leanne to hold resentment against her sister for all the spoiling she received. Her jealousy and resentment turned to hate as they grew up, and caused Leanne to act rudely and plain messed up to her own sister. However, no matter how mean Leanne was to her, River never hated her back. River never did a thing back, just smiled or read her books.
When River got to high school, Leanne got worse. Leanne hated her but River loved and admired her sister. Throughout high school Leanne picked on, bugged, and made fun of River, trying to get he childhood friend in on it as well. He never really did, but he was still her friend, which made her feel somewhat secure. She enjoyed his company in her classes and outside of school.

Once Leanne and her friend graduated, Leanne left River alone and stopped bullying her. But when River graduated she moved away, leaving her behind. Without her little sister Leanne turned to the people she knew in school. They turned her to drinking and doing drugs. At first Lea refused, but when Marcus left for the military she felt as if she had nothing left to lose. Both of their parents passed away shortly after Leanne's 24th birthday and gave her even more of a reason to party. She ended up dropping out of school and loosing all of her "friends".

Leanne became antisocial, just and no one understood wanted her around. Things at home began to grow tense as rent was hard to come by for her. She spent all her money on alcohol, leaving none to pay for the house or her car. Finally Lea's car was repossessed, leaving her with no money and no transportation. Eventually, they also took the house from her, but it was luckily bought by one of her other old friends that pitied her so bad he let her live there with him. Their deal was she paid rent with her body. Lea became his toy for a few months then lost off ability to feel due to the trauma. She would take her money and drown herself in alcohol every night.

Her drinking problem

Leanne drinking

When the bombs started to drop, Lea didn't think much of it at first. Then she began to see it as her way out of her miserable, self-harming rut. Her life had turned for the worst, but now she was going to get out of it. She had always had big dreams and ambitions, and was very proud of her sister being successful. Lea never thought she would go down this path. As the bombs drew closer, everyone began to leave the town. Lea's landlord left, without telling her, to die. Leanne just took shelter in her favorite bar with all the drinks she could ask for since the owner was gone or dead, perhaps even both. Crawling into her dark deep pit, Leanne wanted her little sister more than ever, feeling remorse for the first time in her life, and screamed her name out over and over crying as she did so. She thought her sister never deserved to die this way and wanted her more than anything to tell her sorry before they died.
'Nothing haunts you more than regret.'

Personality: Leanne is withheld, she isn't social unless she is drunk. Of the two sisters, she is the cold, stern, and heartless one. Leanne got all of the mental strength while her sister got all of the emotion. Leanne is almost void of emotion and feeling. She does not know remorse.

Leanne is a more kill first ask questions late, with a lack of morals, type of girl. Leanne and River are complete opposites when it comes to thinking through a situation, Leanne acts more on impulse. She had lost all hope in the world before the war even began. She just wants to survive and that is her only concern, no matter what it takes.

Equipment/Gear- (set up this way, please)
Weapon 1: Machete

Weapon 1

Machete

Weapon 2 (optional): Pocket knife

Weapon 2

Pocket Knife

Items in possession (water and food rations, light, first aid, etc):
A backpack with:
Flask full of liquor
Gallon of water
Three days worth of food
Lighter

Specialties- (climbing, cooking, first aid, etc)
1) Getting into trouble
2) Getting drunk
3) Self Pity

River

Name: River Monroe

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Description (detailed and/or a picture): River has short, black hair that barely reaches her shoulders, with a distinct red streak. The only real identical feature between the two are their eyes. Both of the sisters have light hazel, almost just green eyes. River is shorter than her sister by an inch, being at 5’7”. She is petite and small built, but was an athlete before the world ended so is very fit.
Appearance

Backstory/Bio: As the younger of the two girls, River grew up being babied, which she enjoyed for a few years. But when she was old enough to understand her sister’s jealousy she quickly resented and put an end to the babying. She always wanted to be like her older sister, Leanne.

When River started high, they became one-sided enemies. Leanne seemed to hate her but River loved and admired her sister. Throughout her high school years Leanne picked on, bugged, and made fun of he, but she did nothing. She stuck her nose in a book and accepted it.
River wasn't antisocial, just no one understood her completely or why she put up with what she put up with. River grew further from her sister through school and worse at home. Things at home began to grow tense as their parents began to fight more often and loud crashes would keep the her up in the attic, reading as she avoided them. Their parents fought physically often as well. So seeing that, River decided learning self-defense would be the best way to protect herself against them.

When River turned 18, she moved to Colorado but her sister stayed in the same home. Even after bother their parents died in a car accident. The distance was a bit difficult for River at first but as she met people it was easier. And by the time she graduated she had a few close friends and a bigger collection of novels and books. She lived her life peacefully until the bombs began to drop. She watched as bombs hit major cities first and fear overtook her heart.

River quickly left the city and went out on the road into the mountains. Frantically, River called and messaged her sister to meet up with her, hoping she wasn't already too late. Soon bombs began to drop more frequently and in smaller towns, devastating the world, so she decided to stay in the middle of nowhere until the war was over. River knew from all of her reading that the outskirts were the best places to survive.

Hoping that her sister was okay, she headed back to her barren wasteland of a hometown. Walking through the ruined graveyard of houses she stopped at hers and prayed her sister would still be alive.
Don't let me be too late...

Personality: River is kindhearted and sweet. Of the two sisters, she is the more sensitive and emotional one. It could be said that she has enough emotions for the both of them. She is loving and caring to everyone, but cam be extremely shy. Shyness is her main downfall, however she is social when she knows people. Even before the world ended she wasn't very social and more kept to herself. The awkward, bookworm as her sister called her.

She doesn't think that killing first and asking questions layer is the way to go, unlike her sister. River is the complete opposite of her sister when it comes to morals. She also still believes the world can be fixed, but has almost given up on trying. Now she just yearns to get through day after day and survive the longest she can.

Equipment/Gear- (set up this way, please)
Weapon 1: Compact bow, with extra arrows
Bow
Weapon 2 (optional): Butterfly knife
Knife
Items in possession (water and food rations, light, first aid, etc):
A backpack with:
Flashlight
Bandages
Food rations for 4 days
Small canteen of water
Flint
Pocket knife

Specialties- (climbing, cooking, first aid, etc)
1) Resourcefulness, finding useful items
2) Finding and building shelter
3) Standard first aid

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Crowe

Name:
Crowe Solace

Age:
20

DOB:
2/29/1996

Appearance (faceclaim preferable):
Crowe has red hair, usually tied up, with deep hazel eyes and freckles dusted lightly on her cheeks and nose. She mainly wears dark clothes and a black choker with a large amount of jewelry due to her lack of affiliation with either family.

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Affiliation:
Born Grimm, but affiliates herself with neither

Occupation:
Artist, barista/bartender

Skills (I.E: Healing, offensive magic, defensive magic.):
Phasing magic

Equipment/weapons:
Double Bladed staff
T91 Assault Rifle

Backstory:
Crowe was born a Grimm descendent, but due to her mother dying during her birth she was sent to a child's home. Until the age of six, Crowe grew up with normal kids wondering why she could do supernatural things. On her sixth birthday a aunt she was unaware of brought her home.

Living with her aunt Crowe has tireless lessons on how to control and use light magic and the history of the family she descended from. She began to learn how to manipulate light and fire. By the time she was 16 her aunt passed away, leaving her alone yet again. She continued to train in magic as well as trying to blend in. She took up job at a bar.

Most of her time was spent there working or helping out. In her spare time she practiced her magic or weapons skills. During a late night at the bar, a fight broke out causing Crowe to have to intervene. A gun was pulled so she had to detain the person safely. The confrontation was observed by many, but one was a Briarwhite who was curious about the girl. After her shift was over and Crowe was on her way walking home they joined her. Offering her a place to go and a teacher. They would teach her more control.

After two years of being taken in by a Briarwhite descendant, she was taught more control when in combat and how to control dark magic. Crowe continued to practice light magic as well, feeling being well-rounded would benefit her. Crowe became the main bartender and a friend to the owners of the bar. She lingered around helping the business and the owners, she had grown to know personally why still occasionally practicing her skills with the guidance of the Briarwhite.

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Leilu

Leilu

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Character Name
Leilu Suldusk

Age & Sex
22, Female

Trade
Hunter

Species
Shapeshifter

Appearance

Normal

http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dByhv7Gmtn8/VF8frEZ-0YI/AAAAAAAABX8/Htah5OwYvjA/s1600/sister_of_the_night_by_selenada-d6ubjwd.jpg Leilu has crystal blue eyes has long wavy, blood red hair. With a constant gentle expression. She looks a calm as she is. Leilu displays no harmful feature in this form.

Wolf

http://www.hyperyote.com/gallery/art/photography_nature/pics/Red-Wolf-Hey-Catch-Up.jpg She is a rather average size for a wild wolf, 36in tall and 120 pounds. A healthy, red and brown coat covers her muscular but lean body.

Dog

http://sheprescue.org/images/argos%20von%20amberg.jpg] As a dog Leilu takes the form of a long-haired German Shepard. An obedient, faithful companion, thus reflecting her own self.

Personality
Leilu is a mellow, calm, and level-headed woman. She enjoys the company of others and strives to please, however, has her moments of complete shyness. As a world, she is a huntress and acts the part. She stays focused and aware. As a dog she is uch the same, being mellow and obeident. Leilu is faithful and trustworthy, but not completely quick to trust she remains weary as made by her instincts.

Past History
Leilu's parents, Adam and Serah, are farmers in their community. Leilu's mother wished for her daughter to be a farmer as well, but accepted her love for a hunt. She has only one sibling, a brother. Leilu's brother, Marcus, however is a goofball that rarely does anything. He occasionally will go with her on a hunt, but usually stays home to cook with their mother, disappointing their father that wished him to be a metal worker or such to be a bigger part of the community. Leilu is not a material kind of person, she rather live day by day on what she has or can make. Out of the left over parts of animals she hunts she makes small tools or utensils that may come in handle from time to time. Although her age suggests she would have a mate by now, Leilu is not mated. A few possible mates have come up, but she only found lust in their intentions and declined, hoping she will find the right mate.

Requested Items
A bow, quiver full of arrows, her skinning knife, some vegetable seeds, small farming tools, compass

Pertinent Skills
Tracking, scavenging, farming

Extra
Nothing yet

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Crim

Name:
Crim Raveshadow
Gender:
Female
Age:
24
Race:
Elvish Cultist
Side in War (Neutral also possibility):
Neutral, but aides both sides when needed

Appearance/Description:
Long, mid back length, red hair with green gentle eyes. She keeps her hair in a half-up half-down style with a braid. Often decorate her hair with dark crimson or black dragon scales from her pet. She is average height, but gets called short by everyone. Slim, with an active physique. Surprisingly strong for her size and a very fast runner.

Backstory/Bio:
Crim is known as a dragon priestess in Onxyia. Being one of the cultists that are allowed to live with their dragons, she resides near a cave for protection. She was born in Etrya but when she was young she was taken from her home by Cultists. Raised by them, Crim learned their ways and became one of their priestesses.

Her ability to use magic grew as she practiced through the years as well as her effect on dragons. For Crim's 18th birthday, and graduation in cultist training, she was given a dragon egg and told if it hatched she could keep the dragon and would become a priestess, but if it didn't she would have to forfeit the egg to another trainee. Luckily the egg hatched. Crim was then given the last name Raveshadow after one of the strongest dragon priestesses.

Later she traveled to Onxyia to get away from the radicals that took over her old encampment and killed her teacher. Wanting to get away from harm's vengeful path, she took shelter in a cave and raised her dragon. Continuing to practice magic she stayed near her cave, often traveling to the villages in Onyxia for supplies or the river that ran close by.

Hearing that there are dark powers enslaving the minds of fellow cultists and other great leaders she heard about in legends, Crim fears she may not be neutral for much longer and find herself in many great battles to fix the broken lands of Vedrus.

Choice of Weaponry:
Hand carved bow with home-made arrows she makes, Pet dragon that she raised, Throwing knives held on her hips, Long sword engraved with elvish symbols

Garb (clothing/armor):
Wears dark red and black leather armor, dragon scale gauntlets, and a black cloak.

Personality:
Crim is a kind, helpful, and tries to stay neutral even though she does aid people on either side. She does not like unnecessary killing or fighting, so does not believe in taking sides. But she does understand when sides should be taken and when fighting is necessary. She is encouraging and polite. She enjoys helping the underdog, and always tries to aid in the ending of tyranny. She is not a fan of people who put down and opress lower class citizens. Crim is supportive of the lower and middle class people.

Crim aslo finds enjoyment in the raising of dragons and the art of magic. Even though she is not fond of fighting she does like a good fight or battle, it excites her in a way. It also pleases her to give her dragon a challenge and some exercise.

Crim's Dragon
~Can change colors with light, often a silver color~

Rosline

Name

Rosline, Roz, Stormcast

Gender

Female

Age

25

Race

Human, Shapeshifter

Side in War

Ironbane traitor, Goldenblades

Appearance/Description

Rosline is 5'4", but full of fire. She is a strategical fighter, with a passion for sarcastic, snarky comebacks or one-liners. She has blonde, shoulder length hair with ocean blue eyes that have green spiraled within. She is a quick runner, faster than most men. With a slim, curvy body.

Looks a bit like this: Appearance

Backstory/Bio

As a little kid Rosline lived in Astal with her father and two older brothers. Watching her brothers, she quickly picked up their tricks. By the time she was 10, Rosline joined her brothers in sword fights, wrestling, and rough-housing.Shortly after she hit her teen years Rosline's brothers were drafted into the war, and she was left to ten their land and care for their sick father.

During that time Roz had some strange goings on happening about her. She would think of animals and watch as aspects of those animals appeared on her body. Learning to control her abilities, Roz found a witch in the woods behind her home that told her she was a shapeshifter and to never use her ability out in the open. So Roz learned to control it and kept it her "little" secret.

Eventually Rosline herself was drafter into the war on the side of the Ironbanes. Fighting in many battles she learned both Ironbane and Goldenblade tactics, making her a very valuable asset in the war.But her view of the war changed at the Battle of Favorstead. She watched as countless men in her battalion died. And lost hope of winning when a dragon came onto the battlefeild. Instantly she dropped her weapons and surrender, due to her fear of dragons and magic. Seeing a handsome man distracted by the dragon, one of her men stabbed him through the back and then two others, not her men, rushed in to help him; a girl and an archer with a sword. As all the remaining men surrendered, Rosline went with them. She would no longer serve the barbarian Ironbanes. She would pledge her allegiance to the Goldenblades, an him.

Choice of Weaponry

Dark iron sword with a sapphire jewel embedded on the hilt,

Daggers given to her by her brothers

Garb

Thick, bulky silver and gold armor with blue Ironbane emblems on it. But off the battlefield she wears lighter armor. (Like this, Lighter armor)

Personality

Rosline is sweet, but very curious, energetic, and a bit clingy. When she finds someone she likes, she gets attached. Even though she is clingy, she is respectful and will mind boundaries. She wishes to please whoever she likes and her superiors. Rosline is very passionate and loving. She also has a passion for fighting and rough-housing with her brothers or close friends.

At times it may seem as though she is two people with an alter ego that comes out on the battlefield. She loves the adrenaline that comes with a fight and will sometimes start one for the hell of it with her enemies. Rosline has a habit of getting in over her head with fights, but can fend for herself. When provoked she is prone to violent or angry outbursts, although she is not fond of that side of her. She is strong but small so many don't believe her strength.

Nikolai

Name
Nikolai “The Gorgeous” Lorgar

Gender
Male

Age
28

Race
Human, mage

Side in War
Neutral, war gets his hands dirty

Appearance/Description
Nikolai is 6'2" and handsome through every inch. He is a against fighting, due to the fact that he likes to keep himself pristine looking. Appearance is everything to him, even commenting on soldiers' armor or hygiene at times. He has long but trimmed, pulled back, blonde, brown hair with hazel eyes. He has a muscular build and the body of a soldier.
Like this: Appearance

Backstory/Bio
Nikolai lived in Onyxia for all of his life, leaving on occasion to see new places. As a boy, Nikolai was still all about appearance, staying out of the mud and dirty place. He wasn't like the other boys in Onyxia that loved mud pies and everything messy. Nikolai took up and apprenticeship at a barber shop and learned how to keep himself practically pristine.

As he grew older Nikolai made sure to keep up his appearance, as he began to help everyone one else. His mentor grew very ill and had no sons or daughters to give his shop to so told Nikolai to keep it running and gave him the deed to the shop. As he ran the shop he expanded it to be an inn as well. This made him enough money to buy the nicest garb in Onyxia, keeping him satisfied.

When the war broke out, soldiers started staying in his inn but his business was starting to fail. The soldiers scared the townspeople so they began to go less and the soldiers barely paid what they owed. Nikolai soon ran out of money to keep up with new garb and slowly ran out of business. Having close to no money at all Nikolai met a traveling mage on his way out of Onyxia. The mage offered to take him under his wing after telling Nikolai he had a source of power within. Having no other options Nikolai accepted and travelled with the mage and learned all he could from the man.

After years and Nikolai was fully grown, he returned to Onyxia and the woods around the beautiful city. As he travelled back he saw a curious little elf that sparkled with dragon scales. Captivated by the beauty of them he ran over to her and asked her why he could buy some. Finding out they weren't for sale or any store, he walked away disappointed, until the little elf told him she had some and she would be willing to give them to him with no cost, as a gift instead. He took the gracious gift and thanked her, returning back to his home and embroidering them into his cloak.

Wanting more he went back to the forest where he found the she-elf, but she was gone. Though he found a cave and watched as she walked out for a hunt. Staying out of site he watched as she had a confrontation with a solider and followed them to their camp. Every time they went somewhere Nikolai was not far behind, craving more dragon scales and finding out that they came from a pet dragon she had accompany her on her journeys.

Choice of Weaponry
Silver iron sword with a jewels embedded on the hilt that he doesn't use much,
Small dagger strapped to his sword belt,
The occasional tavern stool

Garb
Thick, black cloak with light leather armor. He was given iron forged armor by a soldier passing by after a battle, but wasn't impressed by it so had a smith customize it with his own insignia engraved into the chest plate and embroidered with jewels, even though the jewels weren't his favorite rare ones.

Personality
He has a passion for sarcastic comebacks and one-liners. He is impartial to physical activity, not liking it but not disliking it either. Nikolai is very curious, energetic, and one men should watch out for. When he finds himself a looker, he can be a bit passionate with his flirting. He is respectful and will mind boundaries, however will be a little pushy if he is drunk. She Nikolai is very passionate, sometimes in a fiery way, and loving.

The battlefield is the only thing Nikolai does not exceed in. He can protect himself but he does not favor taking lives. He tries to avoid making enemies, but sometimes his sarcasm gets in the way and he gets himself in a heap of trouble.

Nikolai loves himself a drink or five on occasion, however has long sober streaks. When he is drunk he is even more rowdy and tends to go to far around fellow men, meaning it all in good fun.

[SaikaAnge]

New Character

Name (go crazy with this one):
Appearance (picture or words it's up to you):

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Age (at least older than 13; I don't want 8 year olds killing horrific Mutations): 21
Gender (you could maybe have robots? The idea is still kind of lending, but you would have to also have your maker’s name below the actual name): Female
Personality (from peacemaker to psycho, I don't care):
Fallis is a wild spirit that is nearly impossible to break. She is a very curious, energetic ball of pure energy, but she can be very calm, mellow, and level-headed as well. Being calm and patient in most situations, she stays focused and aware not making snap judgements right away. She is very adventurous and if given the chance she loves to try new things. Fallis tries to avoid making enemies, respecting everyone she meets, but sometimes her sarcasm gets in the way and she gets herself in a heap of trouble.
She is very passionate, sometimes in a fiery way, and loving. Fallis is extremely polite, not caring much for rude, obnoxious, or distasteful people. Although kindhearted and sweet, she can be cold or stern when she needs to be.

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Backstory [Optional (not really mandatory, but it might help me and other rpers to understand the
character)]:
Special Talents (whether it's swordplay to cooking, it's fine. at least three):
Inventory (does your character have anything important to them? put it here):
Likes (what makes them happy or calm?):
Dislikes (what makes them want to bash someone's head into a wall):

[SaikaAnge]

New Character

Name:
Fallis

Appearance (picture is rather large):
Standing at 5'8", and only 110 pounds, Fallis is a thin lengthy woman with an athletic build. Even though her appearance makes her look small and weak, she is quite the opposite and capable of holding her own in a fight. Flexible, nimble, and light on her feet she can outmaneuver many easily. Most of the time she wears a tank top with a tight black jacket and some jeans. Taking off her jacket mainly when she fights since it restricts too much movement. She also has a chaos tattoo on her lower back.

Appearance

Age:
21

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Fallis is a wild spirit that is nearly impossible to break. She is a very calm, mellow, and level-headed. Being calm and patient in most situations, she stays focused and aware not making snap judgements right away. She is very adventurous and if given the chance she loves to try new things. Fallis tries to avoid making enemies, respecting everyone she meets, but sometimes her sarcasm gets in the way and she gets herself in a heap of trouble. She puts everyone else before herself in ost situations, trying to keep everyone she knows alive and/or safe.
She is very passionate, sometimes in a fiery way, and loving. Fallis is extremely polite, not caring much for rude, obnoxious, or distasteful people. Although kindhearted and sweet, she can be cold or stern when she needs to be.

Backstory:
WIP, NA for now

Special Talents:
Diversions- Firecrackers and poppers are her best friends when she gets in a crunch. Cause a distraction is one of her specialties and her bag loaded with various things that pop, she has become quite the pyro. These diversions allow her to help others, get away, or get in a preemptive strike against her target.

Special effects makeups/Sort of camouflage- She went to school to learn how to create the monsters on the big screens. Taking it to heart she can easily create a sort of camouflage or body art from whatever she has to work with. It doesn't take much to make a scary face.

Long range guns- Her sniper being her weapon of choice, it seems obvious she would know how to operate most long range guns. Rifles just happen to be her forte.

Hand-to-hand combat- Having childhood friends in the military after high school, she was taught many ways to protect herself from threats. Even though her size seems to show her weak, if you go at her she probably knows at least 4 different ways to break your limbs or immobilize you.

Inventory:
Her sniper rifle

Rifle

A dog tag she got from her best friend, she wears at all times
A backpack, usually half full to not be burdensome, with:
A Swiss army knife
Small box of band aids
A few water bottles she refills
Couple cases of ammo for her rifle
Couple boxes of fire crackers and other assorted firework poppers
A bag of smoke balls
And a small thing of hair ties

Likes:
Long books
Writing
Drawing or any kind of art, even on herself
Special effects
Helping when she can, even if it hurts her
Staying fit/exercising

Dislikes:
Dying, rather not die anytime soon
Idiots, fakes, dumbasses, those kinds of people
Lack of weapon maintenance
Getting interrupted while reading
Bad lairs