[OOC] Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

[Lonewolf685]

@TheWindel

Merchant of Misery

• Title: Merchant of Misery
• True Name: Willowa Turnas
• Age: 856
• Species: Drow
• Weapons: Alchemical Concoctions.
• Species Traits:

Sleepless: Blessed as a creature of the dark, she resides in the night and shall remain awake in the dark. While succeptible to physical exertion, she never has need for slumber and at most requires an hour of relative inactivity to be refreshed even after the most arduous of endurance tests.

Beloved Daughter: Blessed by a patron goddess of nightmares, she receives boons for her service in the form of aid from arachnids, rodents, and small creatures who make the stocking of her inventory a far easier task. Maintaining this blessing requires frequent tokens of affection to be offered in return.

• Special Abilities:

Master Alchemist: A mixing of science of magic, alchemy requires years of trial and error along with a talent to fuel one's experiemnts. Willowa has both in spades and profitted greatly from her efforts, even within the depths of the Abyss.

Sadistic Impulse: The suffering of others is but bread and water to a proper Drow, but Willowa is blessed with inspiration and fervor the more pronounced a pain she can revel in from another soul. Her mind is awash with insights, her hands burn to let loose her foulest concoctions, and she moves with an alacrity not seen any other time. The more suffering she can reap, regardless of who caused it, the greater she performs.

• Inventory:

A merchant's inventory of wares, from home brewed potions, freshly harvested ingrediants, to armor, weapons, and baubels claimed from those too weak to survive the Abyss and heroes too foolish to stay away. It changes frequently as her goddess' messangers drag back new items of value and she passes off the old.

• Background:

If ever there was a creature who deserved to be imprisoned in the Abyss, Willowa Turnas would be such a monster. Feeding on suffering while selling the means to inflict it upon others, a lord of war who could have so very easily turned her talents to good, but delighted in the opposite. Why cure the plague ravaging the land when she make a more vicious strain for the challenge of it?

Yet no hero cast her into the Abyss. She went down of her own volition, fully cognizant of what awaited her below. The very worst, with the power to overturn nations and the will to use it should they be freed. The very sorts who would require a merchant of her disposition, one who had allies beyond the confines of the Abyss to keep her wares from running dry. Unconcerned with affiliation or creed, she trades her treasures for the trophies of others and offers great boons in exchange for taking on twisted tasks that would turn the stomaches of those above.

Of course, she's always eager to hear tale of how her works turned out in the depths of the Abyss. A healing potion in exchange for word of a how poison necrotized the flesh of a minotaur and turned solid muscle to pure fat? A worthy trade, in her eye.

As rumbles emerge of an effort more conserted then most to break the confines of the Abyss and rally together under the banner of greater evil, she is drawn like a spider upon the web to the beating of a captured fly, eager for the feast to come.

[KoL]

@Lonewolf685
You're ok on my end.

[Lmpkio]

*Maximum ANGER Intensifies*

Jukati-Oni

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"Now you're starting to PISS me off!"

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• Title:

| "The Crimson Ravager" | "Savage Blood" | "The Red Rage" | "The Last Jun-Kari" |

• True Name:

| "Jukati-Oni" | "Juju" / "Jojo" |

• Age:

27

• Species:

Oni (Fire Type)

• Weapons:

• Kanabō: The staple go-to weapon of a traditional oni warrior, the Kanabō is an iron spiked club that is used to brutally whack opponents to a bloody death. Jukati wields an exceptionally large variant that's stained with dried blood and gore from her past fights.

• Species Traits:

• Enhanced Strength/Durability: Like most Onis, Jukati has an incredibly musclebound body that can both deliver and absorb powerful melee attacks. Her immense strength allows her to pick up huge objects such as heavy boulders or large pillars and be able to chuck them for impressive range and speed. She can even punch through solid stone/brick walls and break bones with ease. In addition, a typical adult oni's muscular structure is incredibly dense and durable to the point where it can be capable of tanking hits that would normally crush bone and tear muscles. Such durability varies depending on the kind of oni and its age, which in Jukati's case, plants her as one of the strongest onis in the region.
• Elemental Resistance: Depending on where the Oni is located, they are able to harness a particular elemental power that is present in the region they reside. Their methods in gaining such powers vary from element to element, with some being naturally born with it, while others have to train and/or consume various objects related to said element. The confirmed elements that have been found in different Oni "sub-species" are: fire, water, earth, ice, electricity, poison, and darkness. Light Onis are theorized to exist, with the last supposed encounter being thousands of years ago according to ancient text, however no images of such an oni currently exist.

• Special Abilities:

• Pyrokinesis: Being a fire Oni, Jukati can channel her attacks throughout her body. She can concentrate them into her punches and kicks, as well as channel it into her Kanabō for more explosive attacks.
• Bloodlust: With Jukati's abhorrence for humanity firmly cemented within her mind, given enough rage and fury coursing through her veins, she can temporarily go into a furious berserk mode. Her third eye opens in this form, from her forehead, as her strength and speed intensifies significantly enough to cause a miniature explosions with every punch or kick she makes in rapid succession. She also has a tendency to eat her victims, which after enough victims (which vary) will satiate her bloodlust and revert her back to normal. Human blood in particular gets the job done faster and keeps her more satisfied. Otherwise, she will have to let it wear out over a period of time or simply beat the poor opponent to the ground.

• Inventory:

• Arm Wraps: Usually seen wrapped around her arms.
• Iron Chain: If she ever needs to restrain/whip somebody.

• Background:

Born in the village of Jun-Kari, located deep in the heart of the northern Apocalypta Volcanic Range, Jukati-oni was born to a local Fire-Oni clan. She was the daughter of the clan's chieftain, Jaëghata-Khan, who was both beloved by his people and utterly revered by his enemies, and had a younger sister named Rikata-oni. The Khan had both a fiery spirit and a fiery temper, both of which had been passed down and magnified within both daughters, with Jukati being the more hot-tempered of the two. Still, the two sisters had an incredibly close bond with one another, even if it was often the older sister who often resorted to playful-bullying and horse-play. And by the time she was 15, the older oni sister was an extremely powerful warrior.

However, they were born within the midst of rising tension that shifted throughout the local area. For the past 10 years, the tribe had encountered more and more of their greatest enemy - they being humans. The onis thought of them as greedy and selfish apes that had no regard for sympathy and would steel anything they can to advance their agendas, while the humans considered the onis as mindless and savage monsters that endanger their very civilization. They had a history of great wars and skirmishes, followed by uneasy cold wars, before going into another war with one another. Peace had been suggested by both sides before, each for different reasons, but none would let the other faction take control. Their conflicts would usually result in stalemates, with only minor victories from each side.

As Jun-Kari was protected by the natural elements, with unstable terrain, volcanic activity, and the chance of encountering rogue onis or monsters, it was very difficult for a non-oni individual to get to - let alone a human being. However, while it's extremely difficult, it doesn't mean that it was impossible. The humans slowly began to double their efforts, as more soldiers began traversing for a way to rid the base, and indeed they found a secret passage way for them to get closer to the village while bypassing the worst of what Apocalypta had to offer.

And when they reached the village, the humans showed no mercy. And the village onis had no idea that they were coming until it was too late. Donning crude masks that mocked their long-time enemy, the soldiers proceeded to ransack the village and slaughter all who were in their way. Jukati fought well as she killed a great number of humans, however the soldiers they brought were not your local variety. It was comprised of an elite guard that was sent by a King a hundred miles to the south, one who also abhorred onis just as much as the local militia. In the end, the fire onis were no match, and as their Khan dueled the head captain of the elite guard, he ordered his daughters to escape the carnage. As they reached the exit, the two were separated as rock and debris planted them on opposite sides. Jukati found herself on the other side of the wall, while Rikata was stuck within the now burning village. Despite her impressive strength, she was unable to break through the debris and was forced to leave the scene and mourn the lost of her sister and her clan.

When she returned just a day later, she would find that everyone she loved was dead. Her father had perished and her sister was nowhere to be seen. This prompted Jukati to reveal a strain of raw, unbridled rage from within her body, one that demanded vengeance to be placed upon the humans who murdered her people. So when she discovered a patrol who were scouring the wreckage for any survivors, she viciously attacked them in a bloodthirsty rage. She ripped and teared through the soldiers, each crying out in utter agony and pain as they were given a violent, gory death. It was this very event where the enraged oni first tasted human blood, which she found herself enjoying it. So much in fact, that it was able to calm her down...

As well as jumpstarting a vicious craving for more.

Jukati then proceeded to rip apart every human who got in her way, often eating them if she felt hungry enough or simply just for sport. For every man, woman, or child she killed, she craved more blood. No one was safe from her wrath and she was revered for having ravaged entire villages and hamlets just to quell her thirst for the crimson ichor of man. To the oni, she believed she was doing her village a favor for killing all of these humans, something she did almost constantly for 3 bloody years. For the very few who survived her vicious bloodthirsty antics, they brought with them terrible stories of her destruction and mayhem. They begged for the local kingdoms and prayed to their gods for anything to quell her fury, for they believed her to be the devil incarnated.

Yet they were given only one option to keep Jukati at bay... they had to toss her down into the deep, dark, Abyss.

It was not an easy feat to pull off, as they had to lure the oni for hundreds, if not thousands, of miles towards the nearest entrance. They were even forced to sacrifice many of their own just to ensure that she would follow them. yet all would soon pay off. As soon as they reached the entrance, one final battle took place that almost costed the life of every soldier fighting for their lives. Yet in the end, through the help of some exceptionally powerful allies and magic, they were successful in their efforts and imprisoned Jukati within the dark prison. Tried as she might, the oni would be unable to make her escape, forcing her to remain trapped there for over a decade. Humanity could breath a sigh of relief, knowing that at least one evil had been taken care of...

For the time being.

• Other:

- Every oni name ends with "-oni", acting as either a middle or last name. This name is replaced with "Khan" whenever an oni becomes the chieftain.

Battle Theme

Bonus Theme

[TheWendil]

@Lmpkio

I see nothing glaring with her so she’s accepted by me.

[DELETED jdl3932]

What our enemies are about to see.

[KoL]

@Lmpkio
Normally, I would say something, but since you went ahead and posted her on the CS tab (and since it's you), I'll give her a pass. You're ok on my end as well.

[Reflection]

Still a major WIP. Working on other details like weapons and magical limitations.

Emperor Velo the 27th

Evil grows in cracks and holes
And lives in people's minds.

• Title: The Immortal Emperor
• True Name: Emperor Velo the 27th
• Age: Very old. Insanely old. So old that the empire he once ruled over is so buried in myth that nothing they say about it is true. It's actually kind of an insult.
• Species: Immortal / Former-Human
• Weapons:

Constructs + Weapons

- The Emperor's Right Hand: When an emperor dies, their soul is saved by the next emperor to create their 'Right Hand.' An adviser of sorts who exists to carry out the new emperor's will. Their soul eventually released to pass on to the afterlife once the new emperor is ready to rule alone. Unfortunately for Emperor Velo the 26th, his heir had no desire to ever release him from servitude.
The Emperor's Right hand is a golem that rivals the greatest of any era, and perhaps greater. It stands roughly twelve feet tall, and is heavily armored to protect its only vulnerable part, the core with its irreplaceable soul. It's capabilities are primarily in combat, and other routine actions an emperor might need. This particular version has been modified to have weapons, something no previous Right Hand has ever used.
The primary weapons are a fairly simple electrical claw that can discharge nearly lethal amounts of electrical energy into a target within a moment after contact. Other weapons include a flamethrower attachment, and a cable that can launch its fists at targets and then reel them back in. Other changes can be made as needed, though the more complex the change, the more time is required for Velo to make those changes.
In the most dangerous of circumstances, it is possible for Emperor Velo the 27th to open up his Right Hand, and pilot it directly like a mech suit.

- Imperial Drone x10: Simple drones that orbit around the emperor. They are all shaped like the empire's chosen animal, the eagle. They can unleash a taser-like arc of electricity from their talons, though nowhere near as strong as the charge that comes from the Right Hand. Sustained attack can knock out even a fierce enemy in the Abyss. Or serve as a distraction for Emperor Velo the 27th to high tail it out.

- Command Gauntlet: A gauntlet that establishes control over the various constructs that Velo has created. If damaged or destroyed, all constructs go into a sleep mode, until the emperor can replace the gauntlet, or repair it.

• Species Traits:
- Immortality: Emperor Velo is immortal. The kind that doesn't come with any kind of hang-ups. No 'I must drink the blood of the innocent' or 'I must perform a ritual.' He's immortal, and you can't kill him no matter how much you hack him apart. Cave his skull in, or splinter his bones into powder, and he will refuse to die. The main problem is that the process of undoing damage like this can take a day, and his body is no more durable than that of a typical human. As such, he's particularly vulnerable to typical methods of sealing up a human, like a dungeon, or a lot of heavy chains.
• Special Abilities:
- Magic Artifactory (Lost Technology): The empire of Vayron developed a unique knowledge of Magitech that is far superior to anything in the modern area. At its peak, the emperor commanded entire armies of loyal machines powered by his magical energy. These machines are forged in the depths of the Abyss, with regular constructs using the emperor's own magic, and superior constructs often requiring the soul of another denizen to power. The more powerful the soul, the more powerful the construct. All constructs he has made are listed under 'Weapons.'
With enough souls, something as complex as a floating fortress can be constructed. Just takes a lot of time to get all the material.
• Inventory:
- Construct Forging Tools: Various simple tools designed to help the emperor create various constructs, or to make repairs.
- Imperial Outfit: Still as pristine as the day he entered the Abyss. These garments are the robes of an emperor. At one time it was tradition for new clothing to be made for the emperor to wear daily, and old clothing would be sold on the market. As there is no more market, or tailors to make him a new outfit, Emperor Velo simply never removes his clothing, least he be forced to dispose of it.
• Background: Emperor Velo the 27th was destined to be a great emperor. He ruled the land of Vayron, one of the old world's greatest empires. At its peak, it ruled a land that dwarfed all other contemporary nations. Its emperor sat on a throne that hovered in the air, and would radiate with the power of the sun overhead. He commanded fleets of ships that flew through the air, and castles would roam around the land devouring smaller lands. Gardens of trees and shrines to gods were common markers, and the land was a paradise on Earth. There was nothing the people or emperor did not need that wasn't accommodated for in spades. Except, this was all earthly pleasures, and Velo knew this. In fact, he knew it so well that he refused to give it up. He hated the very notion of there ever being an Emperor Velo the 28th to continue on after his death. Why should he?
So, as the emperor, he began research into something the previous emperors had always avoided. A search... For immortality. But the search for such a thing would end only in tragedy. The knowledge that came to him in his research was cruel, and required a great deal of sacrifices. And so, he began to set in motion the greatest tragedy of the old empires. Seals were placed at the farthest edges of his land, and a temple was forged to channel the magically energy that would gather from all over the land. In a single day, the land of Vayron was wiped clean. All the people vanished, as their bodies burned up in the emperor's machine. Energy lanced down into his body, and when he stepped out of the chamber, he was alone. Immortal, and alone. Unable to ever die. But part of him did die. His empathy. He was no longer a part of humanity, but rather a monster in human flesh.
His machines remained, and thus the king set forth on a cruel act of war against the world. But a single king, no matter how immortal is not invincible. Other nations rose up against him, and heroes of legendary status battled him. He was defeated soundly, and unable to die they were unsure what to do with him. The Abyss though, was always hungry, and an immortal meal would never pass away. That was where the emperor belonged. His body tossed into the depths, and his laughter echoed out.
To this day, he is still trapped there. Despite his armies having long corroded into dust, and his kingdom built over a hundred times.
• Other: The day the Abyss was no longer guarded happens to coincide with 'Emperor Day' a celebration of Vayron's emperors. As such, Emperor Velo considers this event a gift to him for his patience.

[Maxwell]

It's been years since I last visited this site, but when I come here on a whim and see a game this inviting, I just have to give it a shot. It's late at night, so this isn't anywhere near finished, but feel free to give me pointers and opinions none the less. The background especially is subject to change and expansion - I don't know what the entrance to the Abyss physically looks like or operates, so I just went with what was convenient for me.

Slarg the Marauder

• Appearance:

• Title: Slarg the Marauder
• True Name: Slarg
• Age: 43
• Species: Ogre

• Weapons:
Slarg wields a mighty club, roughly axed into shape from the heartwood of a treant, crudely bound and studded with the strongest metals he could loot. Over the years, Slarg has killed many mighty champions, and their magical weapons adorn the business end of Slarg's club - sometimes crudely bolted on, sometimes punched clean through the wood. As a result, its appearance is quite eclectic, but it packs a punch.

• Species Traits:
Monstrous Strength: Ogres are simple creatures, but no less dangerous for that fact. An ordinary ogre can fit a human's entire head in its mouth, or crush it like an egg between thumb and forefinger. The strongest ogres have been known to drag giants to the floor and wrench off their limbs, or wield siege weapons single-handedly. Their large size and powerful legs allow them to outrun most smaller creatures, and even a weaponless ogre can depopulate a small village on its own.

Monstrous Toughness: Ogres are as thick-skinned as they are thick-headed, with dense, heavy bones and leathery skin that feels little pain. Every broken bone heals up harder than before, and every scar and callus is thicker than the skin around it. Raw meat and mouldy food are little danger to an ogre, and their prodigious size allows them to absorb tremendous amounts of poison.

• Special Abilities:
Ogres aren't the most inventive race, the most religious or the most in tune with the flow of magic, and Slarg is even less of all those things than usual.

• Inventory:
Slarg isn't much of a craftsman, and it isn't always easy to find craftsmen in the Abyss who'll take "not having their face caved in" as payment for quality goods. As Slarg rarely has the patience or inclination to work out anything else, he tends to travel light. Slarg's clothing tends to be less resilient to damage than he is, and accordingly, he barely owns anything to even keep his inventory in. His only worldly possessions, beyond his beloved club and some raw animal hides to preserve his modesty, are several prodigious lengths of rope and chain, that he keeps wrapped around various body parts for storage. Neither the rope nor chain is adapted to his size or anywhere near able to hold his weight, but they are useful for strapping on trophies or items of particular interest.

• Background:
Slarg was once a conqueror, an ogre warlord with a host of lesser warriors hanging on to his every bellow. His army rampaged across multiple smaller kingdoms, destroying and devouring everything in their path for many months, and adding countless fearsome monsters to their ranks. Slarg might have gone down in the history books as one of the greatest conquerors of all time, if it hadn't been for his one weakness - basic military strategy.

As Slarg's monstrous army grew, it became more and more difficult to feed all those hungry mouths, and Slarg's enemies were aware of this fact. Once Slarg brought his forces to bear against one of the larger human realms, the peasants in his path simply set fire to their fields and storehouses, took their livestock and ran for the hills long before the monsters could reach them. Soon, the starving monsters grew desperate, morale fell, and the army fell upon itself, destroying itself in mere days. Monster fought against monster, in a greater battle than anything Slarg had ever seen - and when it was all over, only Slarg himself remained.

Alone, tired and wounded, Slarg found himself hunted like an animal by the weakling humans he had been slaughtering for months. They chased him night and day, all across Altfare, and only stubborn pride and rage kept him on his feet as he ran and hid from his pursuers. They chased him all the way to the edge of he Abyss where, faced with a final choice, he leapt into the darkness rather than surrender to his fate.

• Other: Optional. Anything else not mentioned above that you may wish to add goes here.

[TheWendil]

@Maxwell

So far there hasn't been a defined description of the Abyss' entrance, so you're fine on that front.

In other news, I think I'll be taking one to two more accepted characters before closing off recruitment.

[I Need A Name]

@TheWindel

Black Cat

• Appearance:
• Title: Noire
• True Name: Noire
• Age: She sports the supple body of a woman in her young 20s; though its rumored she's been around longer than most, even by the Abyss's standards.
• Species: Cat construct
• Weapons: As with most cats; her claws are especially deadly- able to pierce the hardest of metals. Though, this is in part of her making; making any part of her a deadly weapon.

• Species Traits:
Many materials can be used in making all kinds of constructs. In Noire's case, it was neigh indestructible string, or wires, that come together to make her form. Keeping her body immune from most psychical trauma while also protecting her from many of the poisons and effects that would typically effect those of a fleshier nature.

• Special Abilities:
Form Manipulation: While she is at her core and in her soul a cat; she can still control her strings to alter her form as needed. Adding or removing parts of herself is a simple task. Even going so far as to control her strings individually, en mass with great precision.

Contact poison: Through one means or another; Noire keeps a toxin stored in her strings that she can release at will. Reddening the skin and causing a multitude of effects. Some of which include; fever, swelling, loss of motor controls, blurry or loss of vision, trouble breathing, the inability to speak, an increase of appetite, and/or sensitivity. If you experience any of these symptoms, please stop the rampaging cat and contact your party cleric. For symptoms lasting for more than 5 minutes, please contact your mortician.

• Inventory: N/A

• Background: A hunter of all, Noire has spent her life moving about and terrorizing the humans and monsters alike. Claiming everything in her presence as her's; she has left many a town in ruin in every way imaginable. A true instinctual creature, she moves as her mood strikes her.

Noire was a catastrophe at best. Strolling into an unsuspecting town as she always does. Word of her decimation of the places she visited was well known beneath every human's whispers, but the towns affected were always in distant lands to her next victims. A false sense of security holding the people ripe for the taking as whole populations would disappear over night. Her name grew in infamy, to the point of other horrid atrocities being tied to her name. Though, those always failed in comparison as she'd make her way to them. Often publicly taking whatever monster caused the terror between her claws, before then turning on her spectators. It wasn't until a crafty trap was made by the humans that Noire was ever caught. Taking half the village with her before the sheer numbers were victorious in thrusting the cat into the Abyss. Where she would lay in wait; eyeing any opportunity to reclaim her hunting grounds once more.

• Other: Many things can be prodded from the cat. Some beneficial. But is it really worth the risk?

[TheWendil]

@I Need A Name

Yes, you would use that image. Accepted.

That'll most likely make you our last player for the time being then, @Maxwell.

[Lonewolf685]

Yay for cat girls.

[KoL]

@I Need A Name
You're ok. You know what to do.

[KoL]

@Reflection, and @Maxwell:

Both of you are ok on my. Supposing @TheWindel thinks the same, you can move your CSs to the CS tab.

[TheWendil]

Put your CSs in the Character Tab, @Reflection, @Maxwell.

[TheWendil]

Feel free to join the Discord if you’d like, @Maxwell.

[Sadie]

• Appearance:
True form
Human form

• Title:
Jorōgumo

• True Name:
Kinuko

• Age:
Thousands of years old

• Species:
Her spider form closely is related to the spider specias Nephila clavata.

• Weapons:
Kinuko is the weapon. Her eight legs end in razor sharp points, thorns adorn the length of her legs, and jagged teeth fill her mouth. Human flesh is her meal of choice.

• Species Traits:
In human form, she has no special traits in regards to her species. However, once transformed she is able to take on all characteristics of a spider. Not only can she spin webs to ensnare her victims, but she also has the ability to climb over any barrier.

• Special Abilities:
The only true magical ability the spider woman possesses is the ability to shape shift from her spider form into that of a beautiful young Asian woman. This helps to lure in her prey.

• Background:
Kinuko once lived a quiet life surrounded by beautiful waterfalls and lush evergreen. Only those who disturbed her peace became her meal. Nothing was ever personal for her.

That was until she met a weary hiker who knelt next to her waterfall to rest. As she paused to study her feast, she could hear a gentle song flow from his lips. The sound both intrigued and entranced her. She continued to watch the man and noticed how delicately he treated the land around him. It was then she decided to approach him in her human form. A budding romance soon formed. The man continued to visit her once a week, laying with her and whispering sweet promises.

Several months into their courtship, Kinuko decided to show him her most hidden secret. He did not seem frightened, nor was he put off by her situation. He did however start to miss several of their visits. Her curiosity got the best of her one day; she followed him back to his home. She soon came upon him in a drunken stupor in a local pub, bragging how he tamed the town's mysterious monster. From that moment on, all she saw was red. Kinuko made her way into the pub in her human form and caught her lover by surprise. With a sickening grin, her form quickly changed and the pub soon became full of half-eaten bodies and deafening screams.

News traveled fast of her attack. Did not take long for the local villagers to find a way to trap her, imprisoning her in the Abyss for her crimes. Her hatred for mankind continued to grow- if she was to be seen as nothing but a monster, then that was exactly what she would give them. The empty pit within her gut had been empty for a long time. Only the flesh of humans could sate her hunger. Kinuko does not care about ruling. Her only need is to kill and feed off as many as possible.

[Flood]

@Sailorsadie

Your character is fine, however we would like to ask you to replace your human form with an anime/art image as stated within the character sheet. Once this is resolved you are accepted.

[Sadie]

@Sailorsadie

Your character is fine, however we would like to ask you to replace your human form with an anime/art image as stated within the character sheet. Once this is resolved you are accepted.

@Flood

Done

[Flood]

@Sailorsadie

Accepted from my end, please await further judgement from @KoL and @TheWindel