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i've been rping since 2007 and i started off on the quizilla forums and was also a member of the old guild as andy. i stick to 1x1's with my bff @azalea and i don't do group rps (▰˘◡˘▰)

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ABELL TYYRELL
39 years old

Abell is Bell's son and Anabelle's younger brother. He works in Japan as a civil court lawyer after moving there with his wife six years ago. Sadly, the two are going through a rocky separation right now and his job makes it impossible for him to return back to America to see his family. What makes it even worse is that his nephew is missing and that he can't do anything about it.

Like the rest of his family he has no idea about his true heritage and has chalked up his lack of aging to his good genetics.

ANABELLE PARKER
41 years old

Anabelle is Bell's daughter. She and her brother grew up together, with their father, after their mother died in childbirth. At this time, Bell was already swimming in cash and bitches, so they lived in an extravagant mansion and spent their summers in private islands and beautiful beaches and all that jazz. When Anabelle got to highschool, she met a boy named Jamie Parker and they started dating in their junior year. At first, Bell wasn't happy about this and threatened Jamie with deadly force if he ever dared to hurt his daughter, but over time, he saw that they truly cared for one another and let them be. They got married once they graduated highschool and traveled around the world for a year before settling down. Their first born son was born shortly after and they named him Jordon Parker.

Since Anabelle's mother was a human, her aging has slowed down considerably compared to her father's. She still looks really good for her age though, and gets many complements on her youthful appearance. By the looks of it, she holds no magical capabilities whatsoever and has no idea that she's a princess or anything. Right now, she's only concerned about her son's whereabouts and hopes that he'll return one day, safe and unharmed.


JAMIE PARKER
42 years old

PEMENDREE ABERNATHY
famously known as
PEMENDREE THE ASSASSIN

DEMOSTENES LUTECE
famously known as
DEMOSTENES THE PEACEKEEPER

Demostenes was raised by a group of scholars. When Atlantis fell, all of it's history, literature, art, and culture went with it. But in the legends, it was said that a giant owl named Demostenes, who had the ability to communicate telepathically, guarded the libraries of Atlantis. When the demons attacked and everyone was fleeing or being captured, the scholars packed up a few select scrolls and tables on Demostenes' back and he successfully took them to safety. A handful of scholars were able to leave with Demostenes while the other perished or were captured. It was these scholars that guarded the scrolls, the only thing they had left of Atlantis, and took them to the mountains where they would be safe. They separated themselves from the rest of society, only coming down from the mountains into the city to preach about the wonders of Atlantis every five years, so that the wizards would not forget their lost city. However, over time, these began to dwindle, going from ten years, to twenty, to no one ever seeing from them again. The survivors eventually forgot about Atlantis, along with the scholars of the mountains, until they became nothing but a legend.

As it turns out, the scholars repopulated...and repopulated...and repopulated, until they eventually became a small following. They resembled a cult, believing themselves to be the 'true race of Wizards'and ultimately superior to everyone else, since only they knew about the truth of Atlantis. They had stopped their visits to the slums, in fear that they would somehow become more intelligent than them and try to take their beloved scrolls, something they saw as a religious symbol. The scholars were not dangerous though and made no move to attack anyone; the only thirst they had was for knowledge. Their children were brought up with the same values and were taught to worship the scrolls daily. But still, they were poisonous to be around and had been driven insane in their isolation.

Demostenes had stuck around at first, living out his oath to protect the scrolls of Atlantis, but the insanity of the scholars eventually got to him and he left, flying off into the sky, never to be seen again. The first person who entered Demostenes' cavern after his disappearance found a crying baby boy in there, laying in the bed of parchments, and immediately took him to the Elder scholar. The baby was named after the owl, who he was believed to be personified from, and was also believed to be the spirit of Atlantis itself. The Elder raised Demostenes, teaching him the old way of life and gave him an education worthy of a king. The rest of the mountain tribe treated him like Jesus, saying at a simple touch from him would cure any disease and fix any problem. This of course was the insanity talking and Demostenes possessed no such power. While it is still a mystery as to how he appeared in that cavern, the only outstanding thing about him was his intellect.

But much like the one he was named after, Demostenes got fed up with the mountain tribe. Their insanity and crazy rituals were just too much for him and he longed to leave to explore the outside world. All his life he had been lectured about the undesirables that resided at the bottom of the mountains, but that only fueled his curiosity even more, until he got into a fight with the Elder. In an act of desperation, Demostenes threatened to burn every single scroll they had, and since he was the only one who remembered them word for word, he would be the only one to remember Atlantis. This was a fate worse than death to the scholars and they let him leave, putting up no resistance as he left. With nothing but the clothes on his back, Demostenes ventured down the mountain in search of new life.

Coincidentally, it was during this time that Fai was preparing the other wizards for an attack on the demons. At first he had stayed in the background, observing how the wizards lived and interacted with each other. After all, he was raised by crazed scholars who believed he was an incarnation of an owl and the last thing he wanted to do was make everyone think he was crazy too. It took months of waiting and watching and learning, but right before Fai was ready to depart to the rouge world, Demostenes finally spoke up and offered to go with them. He claimed that he was from a town close by and had heard about their journey to the demon world and wanted to come. Whether they believed him or not, they agreed and he accompanied them to the rouge world. Unfortunately, he he didn't think that they would be attacked straight away and if it wasn't for Valhalla Mancini, he would have died five minutes in. When they managed to escape the city that they had landed in, he admitted that he didn't know how to fight and that his magical strength was close to non-existent, but for whatever he lacked in strength, he made up with his mind. Straight off the bat he showed Fai a blueprint and a plan to rescue his kidnapped friend, only having ran past the building they kept him in as they were leaving. Though the plan was not successful, since he had already been sold off, this seemed to regain trust within the group and from there on, Demostenes made up the plans of attack.

Throughout the fifteen years, he rarely saw the battlefield, preferring to stay behind in the camps and oversee the battle from a distance. But the very few times his presence was necessary on the filed, he stayed close to either Valhalla or Angelveion for protection. He grew quite fond of his teammates and developed good relationships with each one of them. They were the key pieces to his plans and without them, none of his strategies would work. His strongest relationship was with Fai of course, their leader, and in the few years that they had fought and planned together, they had become the best of friends. He even admitted to Fai, and then later to everyone else, about his true origins and was surprised when they didn't get mad at him for deceiving them during their first meeting.

After the war, Demostenes continued working closely with Fai and helped him create Wiz, along with the other generals. He was given the name Demostenes the PeaceKeeper because of his ability to sooth any solider who got frustrated and restless in the camps with just his words. He also managed to end most of Valhallas and Azazel's conflicts with a few choice words or a simple glare. When Wiz was fully established and the memories of war had settled, Demostenes returned to the mountains of his birth to bring back the scholars to the new world...only to find it empty. The caverns were bare and the scrolls were gone, along with Atlantis' history. The years of war had washed away any knowledge of Atlantis from his mind and he could hardly remember anything that was written on them. But he was faithful in Wiz and in Fai and that whatever Wiz would become in the future would be a thousand times better than whatever Atlantis used to be. Still, he left a note, just incase anyone came back, telling about his journey to the rouge world and their victory over the demons and his new location on Wiz. No one ever showed up from the old world and the scholar's fates were left unknown.

As Fai, now Belizano, ruled as King, Demostenes became his advisor and guided him throughout the years. He remained by the King's side during the years that followed and was one of his most trusted associates. Outliving Angelveion, Valhalla and Pemendree, Demostenes also outlived his king and was at his bedside when he passed. It occurred to him during these years, that maybe the scholars hadn't been as crazy as they seemed since he hadn't aged like his friends. While he watched Pemendree's fiery red hair turn grey and Valhalla's bones crack, he remained just as he had during the war. It had gotten to the point where he would have to use his magic to change his appearance to that of an older man. After the King's passing, Demostenes left the castle and the Main City. Before he left, he told Azazel, his only living friend, that he was going on a 'journey of self exploration' and that he would return soon, but that would be the last that anyone would see of him.

Fifty years later, a mysterious figure turned up at the castle's gates and proclaimed to be Demostenes' son. This man was named Demarcus and took over his father's previous role as advisor. This Demarcus is the same that will become Belantino's advisor, making him much older than originally thought.

VALHALLA MANCINI
famously known as
VALHALLA THE PROTECTOR

Valhalla was one of the six great generals during the war between the wizards and the rouge demons. He was most known for his valor in the battlefield and his devotion for his friends, valiantly putting their lives in front if his own. This eventually earned him the title as Valhalla the Protector, for if it wasn't for him and his noble sacrifices, many wizards would be dead.

As a child, he grew up in the slums along with Fai and Pemendree, though he wasn't as poor as everyone else on the account that his mother made clothes and sold them at the market for cheap. It wasn't much but it helped them get by in times of hardship. Not many wizards remembered how to make clothes with magic, so Valhalla's mother made them by hand. She eventually showed him how to make clothes, which he later put to good use during his time as Fai's general, making the clothes for the entire army. He grew up with his mother and great-grandfather, his own father and grandfather having been killed by a band of desperate wizards. They were caught and killed shortly after committing the crime, but the wound was still fresh in Valhalla's heart growing up.

When his mother was away making clothes, often from morning to night, Valhalla's great-grandfather would take care of him and told him stories about the forgotten city Atlantis. His great-grandfather claimed that his own grandfather lived in this mystical city and was captured by the demons during their attack. This inspired Valhalla's curiosity about Atlantis which would help him in later battles. He couldn't believe that a city so grand was able to exist since the only thing he knew was poverty, but it gave him hope in times of trouble that there was a possibility of greater things.

He met Fai when his great-grandfather took him to church one day. Valhalla was a naturally quiet child, timid and just alittle cowardly, but he instantly gravitated towards Fai's strong personality and admired him. They quickly became friends and Fai helped him emerge from his closed shell, bringing out the bright personality that he had kept locked within him. His mother and great-grandfather even noticed his change in personality and praised him. He would even visit the church on his own sometimes, just to hang out with Fai or to listen to the sermons, where he learned about the same values that Fai had grown up with.

Initially, when he got old enough, he was supposed pick up the tricks of the trade from his mother and help her make clothes so that they would gain a steady income. But when Fai began having his dreams and told the village about what had happened in the past, he abandoned those plans and began training with the other able bodies. He thought back to his great-grandfather's stories about the beautiful city and his family being captured and knew that he had to do something to help. His mother wasn't pleased when he told her and demanded that he help her with work, but his great-grandfather was supportive and pushed him become a hero. He lived long enough to see Valhalla grow, both physically and magically, and when he passed, he was very proud of his great-grandson and thanked him for trying to make a difference.

When the years passed and their strength grew, they were ready to begin their attack on the rouge planet. The relationship between him and his mother had become strained because of their different views, but when it came time for them to leave, she came running to see him off, telling him how proud she was and to stay safe. Valhalla left with tears in his eyes but a new determination in his heart.

The battles on the rouge planet were tough and tiring and often times he wanted to regress into the little boy he had once been and run back to his mother. But when he got like that, he remembered the words of his family and friends and gained the courage he needed to carry on. His magic wasn't the most powerful and he had trouble controlling it if he became too stressed, but the one thing he did specialize in were protection spells. He would be the one to create barriers and protective charms during battles, protecting his friends from enemy attacks and curses. There were a number of times when he personally sacrificed himself, sometimes a stab in the arm or a punch in the gut, but he made it his life's mission to protect his friends, because if he couldn't save the captive wizards, then his friends certainly could.

When they weren't in battle, Valhalla enjoyed the company of his brothers (and sisters!) in arms and spent a lot of his time making friends in the camp. He would go out of his way to talk to every single solider, even if he annoyed them sometimes, but after a childhood of having little to no friends, he was just glad to talk to people. He would release some of his stress by picking on Azazel during his downtime. It wasn't anything extreme, just small little pranks like hiding his shoes right before he went out or switching uniforms or something trivial like that. It didn't seem like it, but deep down, he really did respect him as a person and a warrior and he remembered their bantering fondly, even after the war was over. He also admired Angelveion greatly, because they both had the same ideals of justice and protecting others who couldn't do it themselves.

Towards the final battles and the demons became desperate, one attacked Fai with a fire spell and Valhalla blocked it, loosing his left eye in the process. He was healed enough to where bloodloss wasn't a problem, but he could no longer be in the frontlines, due to his lack of depth perception and blind spot. But this wasn't to say that he gave up right then and there. He still went into battle and offered his protection to his friends, creating barriers from the background and helping Demostenes with his plans.

After the final battle and the establishment of Wiz, Valhalla retired from battle and became a tailor. His mother had passed away during those fifteen years from an illness and he felt guilty for leaving her alone. He was glad that they parted on good terms though and buried her next to the graves of the rest of his family, returning to Wiz shortly after. He kept in touch with his friends after the war and sent them beautiful clothes as gifts. He created Fai's royal clothes and made them elegant and extravagant, making up for all the times he saw his closest friend dirtied with the blood of his soldiers.

As a child, he dreamt about marrying Pemendree because like Fai, he admired her fiery attitude. But as he grew older and they fought on the same battlefield together, he saw her more as a friend than a romantic interest. After the war he briefly thought about proposing to her, simply because he wasn't interested in anyone else, but she got married before he had the chance. Which was a good thing because he later met his future wife, Serena, who had been a captive to a demon and was saved by them. They had a lavish wedding and all his friends were there to congratulate him and for once, Valhalla felt like all of his dreams had come true. He lived a good life with a good family and good friends. He had the chance to watch Fai rebuild the world and give everyone the freedom they deserved, dying twenty years before his friend at the age of 163. He was proceeded by his son, Vallad, who continued to look over the Black family and protect them. It wasn't until the union of Belzeneff and Valentia did their families merge.
RODRIGO
Things went from weird to weirder in only a matter of seconds when the horned freak took out a stuffed duck, which Rodrigo honestly thought was impossible. In all his years of working for Angel and doing his crazy missions, he had seen some things, like really seen some things. But watching a highschooler wearing plastic costume horns bring out a stuffed duck and call it his dark lord, in a completely serious tone, was something else. A whole NEW level of crazy. And what was worse was that it looked like Ethan actually believed him! He was glad that Ethan had finally snapped out of his bad mood, but felt disappointed that the blonde was falling for the weirdo's tricks. Of course the kid didn't know black magic, no matter how crazy this world seemed to be.

Thankfully, some sort of authoritative figure appeared, even if it was only the hall monitor. Maybe now things could go back to normal....

"...settle this dispute with a dance off.”

Wait, what? " A dance off???" He echoed, finally taking the chance to speak up. " What kind of bullshit is this? Who actually settles anything with a dance off? We're not in a movie you know!!"

" Actually," A voice chimed in and when Rodrigo looked up he discovered that it was Mr.Rousseau, who had seemed this dispute worthy enough to put his cell phone down for, " Here at AOA, we try to avoid conflict at all costs. Good relationships between students are what we aim for and we encourage students to take their frustrations out in different ways other than schoolyard fights. Many students here find the 'dance off' option much more productive than throwing fists." He helpfully supplied. Then, to Rodrigo's horror, he began to usher students out of their seats to push their desks out of the way until the center was clear.

" Okay guys, you know the rules. Oh! Ethan, silly me, you must not know the rules yet! A dance off lasts for two minutes. Each participant gets 30 seconds to go their dance before passing it on to the other. And then vise versa. Each participant will get two turns to show off their moves and the crowd will be the judges. Whoever gets the loudest cheers wins, and everything the two of you were fighting about gets dropped. Understand?"

After Mr.Rousseau's speech, Rodrigo heard the same annoying laugh from before and Trixxtal emerged from behind Lucifel, " I hope you've got your dancing shoes on today new boy! Lucifel here is the best dancer in Glamour! I'd like to see you try to beat him!"

Anger flared up in Rodrigo and he too stepped up from behind Ethan to get in the blonde's face, " Yeah? Well Ethan here has been dancing his whole life!! Infact, he came here on a dancing scholarship!" He didn't even know what kind of bullshit he was spitting out, but the need to beat Trixxtal was overpowering him. " Try to have your boy beat that!"

The crowd around him gasped and even Trixxtal seemed astonished at the outburst. Quickly realizing that he had let the moment get the best of him, Rodrigo turned to Ethan with an apologetic look, shrugging his shoulders, " Isn't that right brother?"
ZRA
" Indeed," Zra replied as he twirled the umbrella in his hands, watching the water drip from the sides with interest. The humans were definitely an underdeveloped species, weak and fragile with their shortened life-spans, but they were certainly innovative. He pitied whatever weakling who had owned this water shield previously, since now he was the rightful owner of this creative invention. He had debated on whether or not to show it off to Alu and tell her about the practicality of the retractile water shield, but there was more important matters to discuss. Instead, he simply held it out alittle further so that she was under the shield's protection. " I may have found the wizard's location. It is close, follow me."

As they walked through the muddy field, Zra began to explain. " On my search in the town, I found one of those blasted creatures, the ones created by the protector of the wizard king." He reached into his robes and brought out a collar, commonly used for a household pet. It read "NYANKO #314" and while he didn't understand the meaning of the numbers, the name was a sure sign that it was a creature from Wiz. " I subdued the creature and disposed of it, but not before absorbing it's knowledge. It seems that it was on it's way to report to it's master about it's findings. Traces of the traitor's magic has been found in this very area." He came to a stop and pointed off into the distance where a large building sat. " It came from there."

TRIXXTAL
" I'm ready right now, I was putting my shoes on before someone bit me." He grumbled as he sat on the bed to angrily pull his shoes on. His suitcase was already packed, loaded up with gifts for Tori and the grandkids more than clothes for himself, so he grabbed it and stood up, looking up at Valente expectantly. " Okay, we're ready Valente. Take us to Tori's!" But instead of getting a sarcastic answer in return, the wizard completely ignored him. And there was nothing Trixxtal hated more than being ignored. " Excuuuse me Valente, we said we're ready to go." But again he was ignored. The wizard was just there floating in the air, staring off into the distance and being INCREDIBLY RUDE. But before he could start yelling at Valente to pay attention to him, the blonde snapped out of it and turned to them with a smile.

" Actually! You know what, why not stay here for a while? No rush right!" In an instant he was gone and Trixxtal heard the television turn on from the living room next door.

" That little bitch better not be putting his feet on my table!" Trixxtal spat out, angrily throwing his suitcase on the bed to walk out to the living room. Sure enough, Valente was on the couch, stretched out like he owned the place, with his dirty shoes resting on the coffee table. " Uggghhh what are you doing! Take us to Tori's right now!! And get your feet off the table!!!" He slapped Valente's feet off the table but the wizard was quick to put them back.

" Hey, chill out okay? Let's hang out like the old times! Drink some beers, watch a movie, play Jenga, y'know, like the good ol' days!"
In Vampirates 10 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
☆protettore☆
" Nooooooooo," Protettore moaned, clinging to Cepheus' pant leg for dear life. Cepheus was his only friend on the ship now that his uncle was gone and he didn't want to be left alone again. But his little fingers were powerless to stop Cepheus from breaking his hold and leaving anyway. " Please don't go..." He mumbled, watching him leave sadly, close to tears again until one of the few female crew members on the ship approached him. " Um...o-okay..." He replied tentatively, unsure if he could trust her or if she was just was just as crazy as Mariemaia. But spending time with the girls sounded better than the guys, since the remaining two vampires, the sad one and the strong one, scared him.

☆mariemaia☆
Mariemaia was pulled from her depressing thoughts about her failures by Nemesis and was confused at first. But when she heard her friend's plan and Protettore's tear stained face, she instantly brightened up, " Yeah, that's right! You, me, and Nemmy will have some fun together, okay?" Being with Nemesis and Protettore would help her forget about the disaster with Jecht and help her get her mind off of things. Jecht seemed to be doing fine with Phillipe anyway, all he needed was rest.

Bending down, Mariemaia ran her hand through Protettore's tangled hair, softly taking out the knots, " What do you wanna do?" She looked down at the makeshift pants Cepheus had managed to pull together at last minute and grimaced to herself. " Tell ya what, when we get to shore we should get you some new clothes!"

☆videl☆
Videl merely waved off Cepheus' comment, unfazed. Better facing a disgruntled hellhound than a heartbroken vampire any day. He nodded at Nemesis' suggestion, willing to clean up the ship than to take care of Trixxtal's nephew. Not that he didn't like the kid or anything, but Nemesis and Mariemaia seemed to know a bit more about childcare than he did. Leaving them up to their own devices, he turned to Charlie and rubbed his hands together, ready to get to work. " So! Where do you want to start off first?" It was a bit of a strange question to ask, considering the ship had taken an absolute beating in the past few days, what with the wizard attack, the werewolf attack, and Jecht's fit of rage, so the whole place was a complete disaster. But it was best to pick a spot and start from there.

" Hey! You guys!" He shouted to some crew members who were passing by, " Let's get this place fixed up!"

VALHALLEN MANCINI
50 years old
12/01/1095

Valhallen is one of Valyn and Valiant's sons, but has found himself aligned on the side of Seraphion's rebellion. Seven years ago, while visiting the Main City for his older brother's wedding, he met his soon to be sister-in-law and they struck up a strange sort of friendship. After the wedding, the two kept in touch and he would find himself confiding in her things that he would never dare tell anyone else, and vise versa. Eventually, after a year of keeping in touch with each other, Valancy felt like he had the potential to be a member of Seraphion's rebellion. She told Seraphion such and he sent someone out to try to persuade him. Whatever they said must have had some effect, because at the next meeting, Valhallen was there and ready to join. He had always felt that he was destined for something greater than his lowly day job, and he felt like following Seraphion would show him the way. He became even more involved in the rebellion when he found out that Valancy was a member and was determined to impress her. A short while after he entered a physical relationship with her and has been ever since. He didn't care if he was sneaking around his brother's back because he figured that they never had a real relationship anyway.

Before joining the rebellion, he was a Pegasus Knight. Valiant encouraged him to join the division after he graduated the Academy because he felt like Valhallen would cause nothing but trouble if he had no guidance. When he was a child, he was spoilt and rotten to the core. He had an unbelievably short fuse and would cause a fit if things didn't go his way. His behavior only worsened as he got older and he would purposely hurt his younger siblings for no reason at all other than his own entertainment. His parents tried to seek help for him, to get his behavior in check, but it never worked. The Academy however, seemed to have a positive effect on him and instead of hurting others, Valhallen became more interested in his studies. He would spend hours and hours studying and he received the best grades in his class, but he never had any goals to work towards or any plans about his future. When his graduation came close, Valiant was worried that he would revert back to his old ways and suggested to him to join the Pegasus Knights. Valhallen had never shown any cruelty towards animals, so his father hoped that bringing a companion in his life would keep him in line. He graduated and joined the Pegasus Knights as planned and was stationed to the East for some time. He very rarely came back to the Main City or to visit his parents as he had no desire to do so.

Valhallen has close to no emotional attachments to his family, which makes it so easy for him to work with the rebellion. His only goal is to help Seraphion take down his disgusting Uncle and will do anything necessary. He still works as a Pegasus Knight as a spy of some sorts, and to keep up appearances with his family.

ANGELICA EVELYNN APOLLOS
17 years old
30/03/1128

Angelica is the daughter of Evelina Cherubia and Angiel Apollos. Her grandfather is the rebel leader Seraphion and her uncle is the national popstar Angelic. She was raised by both her parents when she was younger, but once her father became a Knight, she remained mostly with her mother and her family. Now that she's old enough to take care of herself, her mother accepted to be a spy for the rebellion and infiltrate the Royal castle and is hardly ever around. She sometimes stays with her father whenever he has time off, but for the most part she's independent and can function by herself.

Both of her parents are spies for the rebellion, and her grandfather is the leader, but Angelica has no interest in it herself. She doesn't even know about half the things her family does and remains blissfully ignorant. For now she's a normal teenage girl who's only focus is school and romance. She recieves a lot of attention from guys in her grade level because of her pretty looks, and she uses that to her advantage to get them to buy things for her.

During school and with her friends she uses her mother's family name as Evelynn, to avoid questions about her true name Angelica.
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