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Demon Blind( 18+, demon/Inuyasha/Yuyuhakusho-esque roleplay)

i'm not exactly requiring a character sheet, just yet, but there maybe one needed in the future just for when and if fighting happens it'll be mainly for that. If everything goes smoothly, the thread should be up by tonight, i'll link you via pm :3

Demon Blind( 18+, demon/Inuyasha/Yuyuhakusho-esque roleplay)

I can adhere to these conditions @The Survivor
we can just take out the entire cure plot ^^
& so we can actually roleplay rather then wait around, we can start from when the two first met and actually roleplay out their relationship :3

Unraveling The World. (M)

I am going too have way tooooooo much fun playing Sage :l

Unraveling The World. (M)

Riley Spade ⌛ Time Hound

Time Hound would stay quiet, as she would listen too her two pack members both give into sleep, although.. she quiet frankly couldn’t blame them, with a nod of her head towards Comedy the woman would be bouncing from roof top too rooftop, going only gods know where. She would tilt her head back sniffing at the air as her eyes would glance too him. “Wolf Claw, it isn’t safe for Comedy or yourself too be gallivanting around alone.” she would speak up calmly, no doubt Comedy would be opposed too it. “Ensure her safe arrival too her tower,I have a few more matters too tend too, then I will go there too take you too your house safely.” she would speak too him calmly, they did have a nice safe zone, however she didn’t exactly force her members too do things, that wasn’t a team. A team made compromises, and only when it came down too it did the leader make a decision, and that was only when that moment is called for.

Pointing in the direction after Comedy, “Thank you my old friend...coffee is on me next time we all go out” she would nod her head too him. “I hope perhaps tonight you will sleep well.” She would add with a nod of her head. Turning too face him one last time, The Time Hound would pull off her mask, sticking it snug in her jacket as she would pull her hood down as well, long dark hair escaping through the open. She would sigh softly, her eyes converting back too their soft cyan eyes. Her hands would shove back into her jacket before she would follow down the street, it was good too know her pack was fine, and it was good they were worried about their well being enough too sleep.

They would need all the energy they could obtain for the hell they would walk through for her, she hadn’t even known either of hteir take on humanity, completely. Riley ate humans ate times, but even now she couldn’t deny her right. Her stomach would growl loudly and she would give an annoyed sigh. Time for some coffee.

♠ Sage Spade

These streets had been his own, been his home now, the land that his feet touch belonged to him and him alone. He would move along the empty streets, no humans had dared be out this late. Like a ravenous pack of wolves a group of ghouls would be behind him, their Kagune activated as he would walk past the darkened buildings. His men would work quickly, professionally and beautifully organized. They would attack like a well oiled killing machine, raiding the houses of humans.

A grin would spread across his face as the music would begin too play against the air. Sage Spade had been soo, oh soo happy, that sound, he could dance too, the sound of disparity, the sound of madness, and the sound of the powerless becoming the only good thing they were for, food. The delicious scent of human blood would spread through the air, as from the darkness more of his hungry soldiers would prevail, this Ward had been his own, and after all, the leader of this ward had given him permission too only take these two buildings, cattle full of fresh meat for his men and women, the children that looked too him for leadership.

“Take the weaker too the children and women, they need to get use too killing.” “What about the re-” “Pay no mind too the rebels.” he would call back too his soldier. He would tilt his head back and grin, too think... Riley Spade and her little rag tag group of misfits had been on these very grounds. He began too chuckle slowly, as he could hear the elderly screaming, the young- either way it would be food. However, that wasn’t what had been so funny too him. Breathing the air in deeply, he had at one point offered too protect little Riley from this very wrath. He tried too isolate her, isolate her and save her from herself. Now, though.. his kagune would be red and two great wings at this point, spreading them wide too shot their true wing span, easily the size of his own body as he would walk down the streets.

A fire would have been light in one of his apartments, no doubt they had drained their first farm dry of cattle, oh well, humans breed like rabbits, if not worse then those creatures. He would run his hands through his hair, his great frame lumbering through the streets. With the CCG gone, the world would be put back too correct balance, to it’s correct order. He would no longer allow the Ghouls of Tokyo too hide in fear and die or starvation or live in starvation, if they would join him they would earn a place in his glorious future, a perfect place for all ghoul’s alike.

“Stay alert for the police, if they still have the nerve too go up against us.” He would lick his lips as his eyes would move too the burning building, the fire was ever so refreshing.

Unraveling the World; A Tokyo Ghoul Based Roleplay. ((18+ for gore related reasons))

We stil need players if anyone is interested
preferably Q squad, but Spade Gang and Heathen Pack is still open~

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure - Funky Fistfight Freezers

Character Sheet

Name: Kijo Kokorensin

Age: Twenty Three

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Kijo

Backstory:
Kijo had been born into a military family, the eldest daughter of three. Her father Hiroshi Kokorinsen, and her mother Emilia Archer, had never properly been married, but the two loved each other very much, despite whatever arguments they would get into, which was a lot. Kijo was there first child, her mother had wanted a son so badly, that she didn’t even think that she could have a daughter, and had already named the boy, well had her mind set on the name. Kijo. Her mother was greatly disappointed when he came out to be a girl, however Emilia still named the girl, Kijo.

She was hardly noticed by her mother or father as a girl, and her father expected her to be able to do anything he could. He place her into self defense classes when she was old enough. She became very competitive with her rivals,Kijo being the only girl in the class. She didn’t like to be down the easy road. Her parents went to every one of her classes with her, to watch and be proud of her. However when Emilia told the family she was pregnant when Kijo was only ten, the girl had grown excited, but had a bad way of showing it. She got into a lot of fights at school, but as soon as her baby brother was born, she changed, only slightly.

Her parents had been proud to have a baby boy, and in all honesty now that they had a son, Kijo was old news. The son was named Hitori, and Kijo despite being thrown to the side, also dedicated herself to her little brother, and still went to her self defense classes. Around this time, her father had been called to duty, for reasons he wouldn’t state, and left her to “hold down” the house until he got back. Emilia so in love with her Hitori didn’t even notice Kijo, no matter how hard the child tried, she got straight a’s and had stayed out of trouble, yet Emilia didn’t even take a single glance towards the child.

Kijo grew up fast and by the time she was thirteen her brother had been sick, a lot of people had been getting sick actually. She didn’t know why, but she wasn’t. She went to school she even managed to get a rival Kohan Nagarou, he had constantly bullied her, the two were always fighting over pretty much nothing, Kohan’s parents just shoved it off as that he liked the girl, while Emilia showed no interest in Kijo- as normal. Years would pass by and Kijo’s father wouldn’t return until her sixteenth birthday, and he was upset at all the fighting she had gotten into with this “coward” in his words, Kohan.

Kijo was constantly yelled at by her father, she was a bad influence on Hitori if she would continue the fighting, she however loved her little brother- he had been the only one in the family that treated her as if she was some one, not just a failed attempt at a child, of course Hitori didn’t know what to think.

Kohan had shifted his fighting to adore his normal Rival. Claiming that he’d have enough power for Kijo to notice him. She had always beaten him in fighting, she never took his word on it. She graduated high school with Kohan’s class, having skipped a grade during her father’s disappearance, she had been one of the youngest in the class, there had been no graduation party- not that Kijo expected it, Emilia was too hyped over her newest pregnancy- but Kijo would never expect what she saw, because when she got to her house, it had been a blood bath. Her mother had been on the floor, her stomach ripped open, blood had been everywhere- which caused Kijo to puke on the floor. She would hear gun shots then her brother screaming, without a thought she ran towards the cries of terrors. When she walked into the room, she saw her father, what was left of him his arm had been ripped off and a gun still clenched, in her father’s corpse of a hand, her brother dead, and the window had broken through.

The official police report stated that her father had gone insane, he did end up bleeding out after that, leaving Kijo alone in this world, not for long however, a creature appeared while she was giving the police a statement it explained pretty much everything too her, about Stands. The outsider promised it would help her find her family’s murderer, after all she hadn’t had much too live for now. After she graduated she would have left her home town, wandering around. She’d pick up a few things from thieves or just what she would pick up on the streets.

Likes:

Most Animals
Sushi
The moon
Solitude
Music
Guns
A challenge
Training
Winning
Colder climates
Snow
The rain

Dislikes:
Crowds
Most people
Smoke
Loud noises
Falling
Stupidity
Most other Stand Users
The heat
Innocent people being harmed
Those who take advantage of the poor

Personality:

Kijo is an intellectual person, she loves to expand her intellect, and she enjoys it. Even though she would never admit it. Her mind craves for expansion, she is incredibly self aware,, especially for her age. For as long as she can remember, she has always been like this. She enjoys playing chess, even if it’s against herself- finding herself her best rival of all. She much would rather play chess, or read a book, then watch television or busy herself with trivial things such as shopping sprees and significant others.

Kijo is as quick as lightening to see others’ weak points, she will if she feels the need to to have it work in her own advantage, she also isn’t really one to do hard work unless she’s sure it will benefit herself, making herself a be selfish but she isn’t one to judge herself, it’s other’s she good at judging. She is not easily excited, and can react calm in the most chaotic situations, something that most people would freak out, she has the emotional capacity of a rock- she likes to think that anyways, and has done a very good job at convincing herself that.

One thing about Kijo is she can be trusted with responsibilities, she’s unlike most adults her age, in fact she’s unlike a lot of people. Ordinarily she is very calm, and calculating, demanding respect however if her feelings are able to get aroused, they show a strong temper and can become exceedingly critical. She will speak her mind so fast or react so fast that she is never aware of what she says or does only after she does it. Very few things can put Kijo like this, her past and injustice in any way are a quick way for her to do this, or when her friends are threatened in front of her is another way to set the bull free.

She may not always be right, but she has a strong sense of justice, if she feels something is wrong, she’ll fix it. She believes that the only way to fix something is to do it herself, and when she does this, everyone is wrong, no matter what- it takes time to beat down this stubborn girl, her way is the right way, no matter what the consequences are. Kijo isn’t one to run either, always wanting to take her issues head on, always responsible for her own actions, not even afraid to take the fall from a friend, her loyalty being maybe the best redeeming quality in the woman.

Kijo is hard to understand, and even harder to speak to, but once past her shell she is loyal to the very end

Powers:
The Outsider- The Stand

The Outsider

Type:Far Distance Autopilot Type

Destructive Power: A

Speed: A

Range: C

Durability: B

Precision: C

Development Potential: B

Abilities

-Enhanced senses(speed,strength, eyesight, hearing)
-The Ability too levitate
-Self preservation
-Weapon Shift:

The Outsider has a special ability in which it transforms from it’s...angellic like creature it transforms into a great scythe that only will accept being held by Kijo, once in her hand it essentially gives Kijo it’s abilities, along with becoming a weapon for her. Kijo's eyes glow purple once she activates the weapon.

Demon Blind( 18+, demon/Inuyasha/Yuyuhakusho-esque roleplay)

Well which character would you be interested in at this point? I'm pretty flexible so if there's anything you'd like to change i'll be okay with that if we discuss it first~

Demon Blind( 18+, demon/Inuyasha/Yuyuhakusho-esque roleplay)

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Gotham City Reborn

With the twitching of her ears a soft jingle would dance along with it, as bells had been set up by her lavender colored cat ears. Khit would tap her foot softly, as the teleporter would disappear from the rooftops and would land smack in the middle of the street. She seemed too appear in segments as if a puzzle piece being put together, it was a rather painless ability, however she could chose how she would appear. Once together, the girl would look around. She had appeared in what one would call, “the bad part” of Gotham, and given the city’s current state, that wasn’t very good. Ember eyes would scan over the area, the broken windows, the towering ominous shadows that had once been buildings, she wouldn’t doubt that they were probably gutted and hollow creatures now.

The purple tail would sway softly, as she would even see the neglect or perhaps straight abuse had been down too the pothole ridden streets. A gust of wind would kick up and even the scent of this area had been, for lack of better words garbage. Taking a few steps forward, deeper into this dark dungeon, a small smile on her face. Of course, Khit had seemed oblivious too the group of men that had been filming her, ah the age of cell phones, humans would film anything now a days, too cute animals being stupid too humans beating each other senseless, that being said, that didn’t mean Gotham was a stranger too the.. strange. No doubt they'd send it too the web, or their higher ups. Khit didn't really care, let the world know about her, she had been hidden for far too long.

Khit, would have disappeared simply again, into thin air as the group would have went too follow her. After all, she didn’t like too fight if she had too, and she was too enamored with her new play grounds too care much too be interested in simple people like that. The young adventurer wouldn’t have known that her knew play pen had been called The Bowery, and had been one of Gotham’s worse neighborhood, homelessness had been all too obvious. The girl would have appeared yet again on a not so bright, street lamp; and by not so bright; the moment her feet would softly land on the lamp it would go out. Her eyes would go over the inhabitants of this part of town.

“ Homeless, thug, thug, goon...thug, thug, burning trash can....possible...prostitute?” Tilting her head as her eyes would narrow, and she’d giggle softly to herself. “Definite prostitute, thug, thug, oh look..” she’d go quiet, of course she had been talking too herself softly, as she would watch the group of men from before looking around, no doubt for her, or was that just her boredom talking? Probably because they had been trailing what looking like a man in the wrong place at the wrong time, it had been so cliche it had actually been hurting her. Her smile wouldn’t falter however, as she would begin too actually trail the trailing group of men.

Nonchalantly walking across the air as if there had been some sort of invisible ground keeping her afloat, of course this was apart of her abilities as the bells on her ears wouldn’t make a sound, her movement had been steady; as if not a kawaii ass cat girl but a great tigress unleashed in a new jungle too claim; however, some would say Gotham is much more frightening than a jungle. Oh, what was that? Her eyes would glance away from the group momentarily as she would become distracted, by an oncoming car. She had never seen one of those in real life, heard them, and saw them on her television. A scream in pain would take her focus from the leaving car, oh it was a police car... it’s sirens wailing down the streets suddenly.

Wincing slightly as she’d cover her ears, by the gods.. what the hell was in those things? Oh wait, hadn’t she been... doing something, something good- her hands would go too her chin. “What...was I doing...” she’d bite her bottom lip as she’d rub her ears softly. A scream would interrupt her thoughts. Well, more so reminded her what she had been doing. The metallic scent of blood would lead the way too the violence, it was hard to distinguish at first too be honest; the entire area smelled of hopelessness not too mention whatever else that raunchy smell had been lingering in the air. She had found them in a matter of minutes, looking down an alley way. Really, this cliche? The purple ears would twitch slightly as she would stare down the group. “Now,now,now, if I count correct that’s five against one...” she’d wave her finger too the group as the man would have already been pretty been beat up.

She was sure his should had been dislocated, but then again, she hadn’t had a chance too see anything like this in real life, she was just basing her knowledge from what she saw on Tv. ”Oi, it’s that cat girl from earlier.” the tallest out of the group would speak up, her eyes would narrow onto him, let’s call him TBO, Tall-Bald One, it seemed only TBO and one other one seemed too have their attention set on her, she’d call the other one PE, pervy eyes for obvious reasons. “Oh, how sweet of you guys, you remember me.” she’d giggle jumping up and down, and before her feet would touch the ground she’d disappear, and appear behind the man on the ground, looking too the beaten man she would wink too the boys. Her hands would rest on his torso, one easily pick pocketing the man, as the other went too set his shoulder. The pain would no doubt distract him. The teeth clenching crack of the bone setting back in it’s socket would echo through out the area and turn the goons attention back on them.

“Yer lucky i have a very busy ni-” she’d duck quickly, as the biggest of the group would swing at her, he had a cool beard though. As her body bent back too avoid the punch, Tbo would suddenly move too kick at her. She’d quickly disappear as she’d land on the fence that had cornered them. ”Oh, you must be one of those new Vi-gel-land-ees that have been popping up like ugly black heads.” oh, one of the goons had been a woman. The girl had too be no older than Khit herself, however a mask had been covered over her face, and her hair had been incredibly short.

Pouting slightly as Khit stood on the fence, balanced easily she’d sigh.”Fine, I guess you guys are my welcoming party. I’m not even going too use my bells on you.” She’d disappear yet again, appearing behind PE, she’d quickly drop too the ground and move too trip him, the fool would go down as if nothing, falling on Goonette, she’d look too the man. Oh right, she wasn’t that strong. “Hey, guy, it’s time too run away.” she wouldn’t have too tell the victim twice, as he’d stumble too his feet. TBO, however would move quickly too block the path and Khit would teleport again, appear above TBO she’d drop down, going too kick him hard on his head, as she would use that momentum too push off of TBO’s head- as he would be falling hard too the ground and landing on the downed PE and Goonette.

“Honestly, if this is Gotham’s wors-” the sound of a gun clicking and the sound of metal against metal would echo through the area. Fuck, that’s right there had been five of them. And no doubt avoiding the bullet it would hit the man, quickly, her reflexes would move too grab her bells, the two would jingle once before transforming into a large shield at her touch, crouching low behind it the man would fire. Okay, so yeah.. guns were a thing. Her ears would twitch and she’d growl, as she’d wait until she’ d hear the thug rushing too load his clip, she’d run suddenly, the shield turning into two long metallic staffs suddenly, the Gunman would be put on his arse, as she’d smack the gun over the fence with the other staff, growling lowly as the staff would shift into a spear pointed at his neck.

“You made me use my bells...” her tail would flicker annoyed.