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hello it's me again, here to plug my 18+, slow-burn, mystery + horror roleplay 'Blackharbour'; check it out from my profile if you want <3
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Wanna join a slow-burn, mature horror mystery that definitely doesn't involve Lovecraftian elements? Check out Blackharbour; slots are still available~
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Hi. There is now a major slot available in Blackharbour. Look it up if you're looking for a dark, horror-themed roleplay that may involve Eldritch Beings and may also not.
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A Beast of Many Names.
+ You can call me whatever you want. + The Eldritch Being in my skull won't leave me alone unless I act like a walking meme. + Isn't it horrible, that you can forget something, then remember that you've forgotten something? + Aren't you exhausted. + I feel as if I've become someone else entirely. I remember how I used to be; what I used to be, and it feels as a dream. I search the cosmos for assurance, yet we find only cold silence. Hearken the cries of those past selves you've absently abandoned; the bitter sting of nostalgia cuts deep indeed. May my past self burn, and my new self be born from the Flame. Like a smash burger patty. I can't be too serious when writing stuff here or people might think I've lost it. Baguette.
I am not the person I used to be. I'm lucky like that.
Active Bamboozles.
+ Nothing. It's been dead and silent here for almost half a decade now.
Planned Bamboozles.
+ Planning isn't my style any more. + Blackharbour remake? + I am still a habitual liar.
This 0th post will hold two major things- Firstly it'll contain the Character Sheet required for the roleplay. Keep in mind though that it's a simple guideline and that you're not required to follow it, nor are you required to fill out every single piece if you're intent on keeping things hidden for in-story reveals. Keep in mind, though, that you'll need to run things through with the GM before omitting important details from character sheets. I simply need to make sure no wires are crossed and no boundaries are overstepped.
~ The Characters so Far~
~ The Seven Children (4/7 Taken) ~ + Jonathan Black, played by Kuroakuma + + Helena Kingsley, played by VitoftheVoid + + Rick Brackwall, played by A Lowly Wretch + + Monica Dansbury, played by Mistiel + + James Bishop, played by Solaris + + Maxwell Coalbyn, played by Goliah + + TAKEN +
~ Humankind 5/∞ Taken) ~ + Dawn Memoli, played by EchoicChamber + + Strife Firegaze, played by AGenericUser + + Eine Minerva, played by Kuroakuma + + Madison Lovette, played by EchoicChamber + + +
~ Non-Humans / Supernatural Beings (2/∞ Taken) ~ + The Plague Doctor, played by A Lowly Wretch + + Roach, played by Duoya +
~ Demonkind (4/∞ Taken) ~ + 'Illusion', played by Kuroakuma + + Ya Gurl Asmodeus, played by Kuroakuma + + Gael, played by EchoicChamber + + Leviathan, played by VitoftheVoid + + +
~ Other (1/∞ Taken) ~ + ORIN +
~ The Character Sheet ~
As stated before, this is just a quick template. Your actual character sheets can be set up however you want them to be and with any coding you want them to have. This is just one I whipped up a while ago for the last run.
(Insert Picture Here) - (Anime pictures are preferred, but non-anime images will be allowed with permission from me. Feel free to use as many images as you want.)
~ Physical Profile ~
Name: Physical Age: (The age your character appears physically.) True Age: (As half-demons, the Children will age slower than other humans- however, this only occurs once their seal has been broken a little. For full-fledged Demons and non-humans, this can be literally any number, but not too huge, alright?) Gender: (Most beings are male/female, but a lot can actually be considered agender or both genders. Up to you.) Race: (For Children, please put down Child of the Devil. For non-humans and Demons, put non-human or Demon respectively. Humans are humans.) Subspecies: (For non-humans and Demons, what specific type are they?) Description: (Scars? Injuries? Tattoos your image doesn't show? Anything you feel like, really.) Any differences from your provided image/s: (Optional, but if you had to settle for a faceclaim you didn't want, then this'll be useful to help out.)
~ Psychological Profile ~
Personality: Likes: Dislikes: Strengths: (Physical or otherwise. Things your character excels at outside of combat.) Fears: (Phobias or things that downright terrify your character.) Hobbies: Secrets?: (Any deep, dark secrets that you have in your heart?) Outlook on life: (Just another way to help get a bit more of a feel for your character. Once again optional, but it'd be nice.)
Affiliation: (Children will start with nothing here unless you want otherwise. Captured by the WDL? Fighting for Hell? Up to you. Non-humans and Demons are your choice. Loyal only to themselves? Willing to do anything for the throne? Put that here. Or keep it a secret, feel free to lie, you evil Demon, you~) Moral Alignment: (If you're familiar with the Dungeons and Dragons table, just toss where you think they'd fit in here. If not, check this site for details. This is optional, but it'd help. Note that not every Demon is evil, and not every human is good.)
~ Combat Profile ~
Major Abilities: (Maximum of 3. The things specific to your character and the things they specialise in. Only usable in Magick Mode unless they’re passives.) + + +
Minor Abilities: (Maximum of 3. Think of these as auxiliary or support powers. Whether they assist your primaries or make you overall cooler is up to you. ) - - -
Special Ability: (Only beings that are ranked A or above, Demon Lords, experienced Exorcists and the Children will have this. Your ultimate forte, the best trump card in your arsenal. Whether an active or passive skill is up to you. This is what you, at your strongest, are built for.)
Boundary: (Yes or No, can your character use a Boundary? A Boundary can only be used by characters with A++ and above Willpower stat and an A+ and above Faith stat. They need to be top tier Mages. See the 'Boundaries' section in the Information article for more information.)
Equipment: (Weapons, clothing. Put any physical items your character carries here.) Minor Skills: (Hand to hand combat? A bit more thick-skinned than others? Put those here.)
~ Statistics ~
Willpower: (F to EX Rank - average Human stat is D. A++ and above have access to Boundary Magicks which will be explained later on.) Faith: F to EX Rank - average Human stat is D.) Mana Capacity: (F to EX Rank - average Magus stat is C.) Magickal Proficiency: (F to EX Rank - average Magus stat is C.) Physical Competence: (F to EX Rank- average Human stat is D.)
~ Faction Profile ~
Faction: Rank: (WDL Ranks will be posted in an OOC thread, so just toss them here. Demons/Non-humans will be ranked from E to S, so put that here.) Class: (For WDL Members, the type of weaponry they specialise in will be put here, ie Gunner, Swordsman. Demon Lords will have that put down here. Other factions will have their own classes, I assume.) Title: (Demon Lords will usually have 'Lord of ___' and other characters may gain titles as the roleplay goes on. Usually related to their powers. Not every title follows that structure, either.) Loyalty Level: (How likely is it your character, on a scale of 1-10, would abandon their faction for any reason?)
~ Miscellaneous ~
Biography/History: (I forgot to toss this in earlier, but what sheet is complete without a forced biography? Ha HA!) Other: (Anything I've missed?)
So my lovely Co-GMs answered your questions really well so I'm just here to quickly drop this while I'm working on turning the page there something nice and juicy and full of delicious lore to read and possibly eat if that's your thing
i also recently discovered that i can make hiders within hiders and I AM SO PUMPED HA
Also a quick side note that while the main story focuses on the Seven as they're the 'Main Characters' the events outside of their little sphere of influence are able to be meddled with as you please- if you want to make a Demon Lord and wage war against another Demon Lord while the Children are tripping over in the WDL then that's perfectly fine to do! Hell, if you want, you can have a character sitting in their bedroom and eating cheetos or something if you'd really like to.
i'm first here too HAH ugh i'm getting excited time to DO SOME GOOD, HARD WORK YEAH
~ My Little Goobers ~
"Yo, did ya need somethin'?"
~ Physical Profile ~
- Name -
+ Jonathan Black.
- Physical Age -
+ 20.
- True Age -
+ Also 20.
- Gender -
+ Male.
- Race -
+ Child of the Devil.
- Subspecies -
+ N/A.
- Description -
+ Standing at roughly average height (on a good day), Jonathan is slightly muscular and sun-tanned. His brown hair falls messily down across his face, just above his nose, and his eyes are always slightly narrowed- not due to being a 'grrr' type of person, that's just how they are. His skin is mostly blemish free, aside from a few freckles here and there all over that don't stand out enough to really warrant any type of comment.
+ Jonathan can usually be found in some variation of the t-shirt and jeans combo, however, he's very fond of tight-fitting shirts and also sleeveless ones. On hot days, he'll wear a sleeveless shirt undone, blatantly exposing his muscular physique, and isn't a stranger to wearing shorts on those same hot days. Dressing for the occasion and not really choosing any specific form of clothing niche, he'll flip-flop his way through multiple styles dependent on his mood.
+ He's also quite fond of scarves, sunglasses and fingerless gloves, opting to wear them whenever the occasion suits him. However, his right hand is always covered by a glove, usually fingerless, even on hot days.
+ You might also catch him wearing glasses while he reads, but you probably won't. Probably.
~ Psychological Profile ~
- Personality -
+ Jonathan is a quiet, yet passionate man. Despite his young looks, he's mature beyond his age- however, he'd much prefer to enjoy himself at the risk of seeming childish or stupid. He enjoys reading and 'fine' cultures, and often acts brashly. He's no dummy, however, and knows when to bite his tongue or back down. In regards to relationships, he's warm and open- the idea of having some new family members around makes him positively livid with excitement. Willing to indenten to anyone who needs him to, he's determined to protect his family even if his only means on doing so is being injured in their stead, or worse. He acts quickly, recklessly and oftentimes ends up having to think his way out of the situations he ends up in. He believes in the good of people, even those that aren't human, yet at the same time knows full well that every beloved Martyr might just as well be worse than a Devil.
- Likes -
+ Friends. + Those whom he considers family. + A good book or seven. + Cute girls. + Mature girls. + Honestly, girls in general. + Honesty and loyalty. + When people are fine with him being himself, and that understand why. + Video Games. + Milkshakes. + Being an absolute doofus. + Pranking others. + Winter and the cold. + Raspberry flavoured things.
- Dislikes -
+ Excess heat. + Braggarts and arrogant people. + People who cause injustice or let it happen. + Anyone harming or, well, anything negative to do with the ones he cares about. + Being called short or childish, despite his behaviour. + Being pushed aside. + Being overworked. + People disrespecting books and other sources of knowledge. + Being constantly hounded 24/7, despite his his happy-go-lucky personality. + Liars and cheats. + Spiders.
- Strengths -
+ He's quite the smarty-pants when he can be bothered to use the brain in his head. + He also has a stupidly good knowledge base on supernatural creatures due to his major hobby. + He'll do anything to protect his companions- even lose limbs or his life. + He's one hell of a cook. + He's able to adapt to a lot of situations. + He likes to think he's able to pacify enemies with what he calls his 'pacifying tactics'. + He's way too resilient. + He's a fast learner.
- Fears -
+ Spiders. He absolutely detests them and will freeze if he sees one. + Being unable to defend his companions- he'd rather die than fail. + The dark, for some reason. + Illusion- she makes the hair on the back of his neck stand right up.
- Hobbies -
+ He spends way too much time browsing the internet and reading up on ghosts and stuff. An obsession since young age. His favourite bird is a Phoenix. + Being a weeaboo and watching anime. Heck yes Kill La Kill. + Writing, reading, and putting smiles on people's faces! + Extracurricular activities such as martial arts, boxing, swordsmanship classes, archery and shooting to name a few. + Since he spends most of his time either studying or at home, he's gotten quite a bit of cooking experience under his belt- and he enjoys it greatly.
- Secrets -
"Huh? Hm~" + The mark on the back of his right hand is pretty suspicious, honestly. + Jojo is [DATA LOST]
- Outlook on Life -
+ He has a very positive outlook on life, preferring to look on the bright side of things than fall into depression by looking at the bad. He's a dreamer- a reaindents worst nightmare. He'll always keep his goofy grin on his face no matter how bad things get.
"Go with the flow. Anything that happens is a test for you to get stronger. Anything you lose will be replaced. Don't sweat the small stuff and don't forget to eat your veggies."
- Affiliation -
"I dunno what you mean. I guess to myself and the ones I love?" + N/A.
- Moral Alignment -
+ Chaotic Good.
~ Combat Profile ~
- Major Abilities -
+ Void Mark - Jonathan, due to a strange black mark on the back of his right hand, is capable of performing quite a few feats. The first ability his Void Mark grants him is the ability to erect a barrier that temporarily nulls any magick, magickal abilities, and damages any magickal beings caught in it. Anything caught within the attack within 5 feet is repelled away from Jojo. This barrier covers him in a 360 degree range and extends around 5 feet from Jojo himself, specifically his right hand where the mark sits.
Jojo can localise this ability to target specific enemies, with a much greater effect due to the skill being focused. He can also 'toss' the barrier, throwing it up around allies and, if need be, a group of enemies. This essentially lets him shield others or shut down a group of enemies that are too close together.
Thirdly, the Void Mark is capable of draining magick and life from things it touches. He can also focus this facet of the Void Mark to create a freezing aura around himself and his hand, although the icy effect isn't at all ice-related. Jojo broadens his draining aura to a bubble around himself, although the effect is diminished quite a bit in doing so. Jojo can, if need be, use this ability to rapidly drain the life of living things- sentient and not- around him and replenish his own strength, or use the built up energy to enhance his combat abilities and other skills.
On top of this, the Void Mark allows Jojo to essentially carry an infinite number of items. Jojo doesn't know how it works, but the Void Mark is capable of summoning anything Jojo has 'collected'. Weapons, ammunitions, items of value or use, Jojo has a hammerspace backpack in his pocket. He can summon these items at will, having them reform at his fingertips in even the heat of battle. Jojo himself may be able to 'store' living beings for future summoning or transport with this ability, but he's scared to try- he doesn't want anyone being injured or killed by accident.
Finally, Jojo's Void Mark allows him to copy and mimic the abilities of those he comes into physical contact with. His ability to mimic abilities is unknown in terms of capacity, although it requires physical contact for at least ten seconds to work otherwise the ability steal is cancelled and has to be restarted. Jojo himself doesn't even know this ability is a thing, and he might never know it. In fact, he thinks the Void Mark is just a burn from his childhood or an awkward birthmark. Or his parents just gave him a tattoo as a child. Meanies.
"Alright, I've had enough of you."
- Minor Abilities -
+ Break Mode - Jonathan temporarily supercharges his body, increasing his strength, speed and reflexes for approximately 30 seconds. It also slows his perception of time and acts as an adrenaline rush. It roughly increases his capabilities to those of A-Rank Demons. When activated, Jojo is surrounded by supercharged energy that takes the form of a violently moving blue aura.
+ Break Mode: Burst - A condensed version of Break Mode that further boosts his statistics- up to the same level as those of an S Rank Demon. It, however, only lasts for 10 seconds and has a white aura instead of a blue one.
"You're not getting away!"
+ Call to Arms - Jonathan releases a barrier that weakens those of evil intent inside it and strengthens those he considers allies, or those on the side of good, while inside it. It hastens their recovery and also restores some of their own power. On top of this, upon physical contact, Jojo can transfer the injuries or exhaustion of an ally from them to himself. This has the same effects on him as it would the one whom he took the injuries from, but returns them to good as new (unless, like, their arms got cut off. Sorry, bruh).
"Alright, guys, we can still do this- don't give up!"
- Special Ability -
+ ?
- Boundary -
+ No.
- Equipment -
+ His clothes, his phone, and his derpiness.
- Minor Skills -
+ He can read people quite easily. + His intuition is painfully accurate. Instincts, if you will. + He's taken basic martial arts training, archery and swordsmanship classes in his spare time. + He can think quickly on his feet, a skill formed from his years of acting before thinking and then consequently going 'Oh shit." + Jojo can cook really well. + Jojo is actually moderately skilled in multiple languages. + He's pretty good at ignoring pain and stress, too.
~ Statistics ~
+ Willpower: B- + Faith: C + Mana Capacity: C- + Magickal Proficiency: C + Physical Competence: B
~ Faction Profile ~
- Faction -
+ N/A.
- Rank -
+ C Rank.
- Class -
+ N/A.
- Title -
+ N/A.
- Loyalty Level -
+ N/A.
~ Miscellaneous ~
- Biography/History -
+ Reworking.
- Other -
+ His nickname is Jojo. + He has a patented 'secret family technique' that is capable of ending most confrontations outright if he deigns to use it. + Jojo speaks with Hex Code #CC0000.
- Character Themes - + "Wouldn't it be nice to be a hero?" - Halo, by Starset.
"Burst Mode is one Hell of a drug."
"Illusion-chan is here to save the day~!"
~ Physical Profile ~
- Name -
"Ha." + Unknown. Going by the name 'Illusion.'
- Physical Age -
"Are you blind?" + That's.. a difficult question. After all, she can change her physical age to, well, whatever.
- True Age -
"Asking a lady her age is rude." + Easily thousands of years old.
- Gender -
"Rude!" + Female.
- Race -
+ Demon.
- Subspecies -
+ Vampire, type B.
- Description -
"Are you alright, staring at me like that?" + Illusion, in her lolita form, stands approximately 3 feet and 6 inches tall. Her crimson eyes are wide and sparkle, and her small, petite figure is barely above most people's waists. Her pale skin is completely unmarked, and glows slightly in the sunlight. Her lips are small and defined, although she has a bad habit of letting her right fang slip out of her mouth when she's concentrating, which usually cuts her a little.
+ Illusion's angelic blonde hair frames her face, usually done up in a side ponytail that fits under whatever hat she's wearing at the time. On her person at all times is a parasol, designed by the WDL for combat. And for her, specifically. Her ears are tipped on the top, giving them a slightly demonic appearance, which suits her fine since, well, she is a demon. She also has sharp nails due to this, always painted red. She goes without makeup since she doesn't need it, and also because lolis never wear makeup. She wears 'cute lolita clothing' when she's like this, although her armband is present regardless of her outfit, as is her clothing.
+ Adult Illusion, however, dresses much more freely. Modern outfits, casual tanktop and pants, anything goes as long as it's comfortable. She also tends to have her hair out more often in adult form, and her entire body changes as a result of the transformation. Her face is a bit narrower, more defined cheekbones and fuller red lips adorn her face. Her scarlet eyes still sparkle, but there's a bit of mischief in them. Her body is much more curvaceous, her chest and rear are much bigger (especially since loli-Illusion is flat as a board in both regards) and more defined. Her fingers are long and slender, ending in manicured nails that are sharp as knives, and her fangs are actually longer in this form as well. Illusion now stands 5'8" in height, a bit on the taller side for girls, apparently.
- Any differences from your provided image/s -
+ She doesn't usually wear the hat, although sometimes people have seen her with some fancy wings on her back.
"Do I look good like this, you think?"
~ Psychological Profile ~
- Personality -
"What's the fun in telling you that?" + Illusion is a goofball. In her moe form, she acts much like one would expect a little girl would- adventurous, silly, adorable- Illusion can be considered all of those and more. She makes a concerted effort to be as cute and adorable as possible, and spends her time wearing cute clothing and doing cute things. She enjoys the freedom her smaller form gives her, and can't help but act like an adorable little sister moe kawaii vampire chan desu. She's a teensy bit cheeky in her loli form, playing pranks and adorably tugging on people's clothes to get their attention. She plays her role as the adorable principal of the WDL Academy near perfectly, with only the slightest hint of her darker side being visible, and even then only on very rare occasions.
+ The Adult Illusion is a charming, charismatic and refined lady who enjoys the finer things in life, and can't help but act politely and courteously. However, when she's not working or required to be moderately uptight, she lets herself go a little- prone to splurging on clothes and always enjoying a nice chat, the loli suddenly becomes quite knowledgeable about a lot of subjects, and the fact that she's quite a few centuries old becomes quite apparent. She still enjoys the odd tease, and is much more comfortable showing off her body in her adult form- in fact, she quite enjoys flaunting what she has whenever she's given the chance. Her playful, cheeky nature still persists, however her moeness is replaced with allure and charm.
- Likes -
"I like not telling you what I like." + Raspberries, Strawberries and Cranberries. + Blood. + Wine, mostly red wine, but she also enjoys white. + Tea- her favourite is chamomile. + A nice, simple chicken parmigiana. + The colour red- particularly scarlet. + Her violin, and instrumental music. + Cute things. + Being respected is something she quite enjoys. + When people allow her to bite them. + Swans. + Her adoptive son, Madison Lovette. She loves him very, very much and always will. + Chess.
- Dislikes -
"I dislike people who ask what I dislike." + Extreme temperatures. + Excess garlic. + People who insult her loli form, or people who disrespect her. + Angel. + Idiots and idiocy, alongside ignorance. + Rap music. + Bad violin players- although she'll offer tutelage, of course. + Zealots. + Losing it when she hasn't had enough blood.
- Strengths -
"Anything and everything." + Photographic memory, or eidetic memory, to the point she can recite conversations from that point in time. + Skilled violinist. + Capable of holding multiple conversations at once. + Surprisingly skilled in combat- she's had plenty of time to learn, after all. + She can memorize song lyrics easily. + Fluent in English, French, German, Italian, Mandarin, Greek, [REDACTED], [REDACTED], Sanskrit and Russian. + Her intuition is nothing to write off- she can smell something suspicious a mile away. + Apparently literally everything.
- Fears -
"Your ugly mug, truth be told." + Not much, actually. In fact, she has nothing she's particularly scared of aside from herself.
- Hobbies -
"My favourite hobby is lying to people about my favourite hobby." + Reading- she's a fan of many works of literature. + Writing. + Drinking small amounts of blood. + Playing violin. + Clothes shopping and spending time with her beloved son, Maddie-Paddy-Cakes. + Sleeping. + She actually takes great joy in her job as Principal of the WDL Academy. + Chatting.
- Secrets? -
+ Is really [REDACTED] + Part of the [REDACTED] + Her real [REDACTED] is [REDACTED] + Formerly known as [REDACTED] of [REDACTED]
- Outlook on Life -
"One big cute game!" + Illusion doesn't take much seriously- she's been around for so long that everything is essentially a little thing to her, and so why should she let that ruin her fun? She does reign herself in every now and then, however, as her duties require her to take at least that seriously.
- Affiliation -
"Obviously the Warriors of Divine Light. Psh, what do you take me for? A villainess?" + The Warriors of Divine Light.
- Moral Alignment -
"Lawful Good. Lusy promises! Despite me being a Demon, the WDL is my home." + Neutral Good.
"Hm, you want to fight? Well, then, I won't hold back."
~ Combat Profile ~
- Major Abilities -
"Falsities." + Illusory Arts: [?] of a [?] -
+ Mirror Monster - Illusion is pretty creepy honestly. Active usage of this ability renders her with the properties of a reflection- mainly 'you can see but you can't touch'. Completely intangible and untouchable via any means possible, Illusion becomes a literal specter despite her lack of invisibility. Illusion, in this state, is essentially acting outside of both time and space. A bit of a double-edged sword, Illusion cannot be harmed by any means, but on the same note she's unable to interact with our dimension while in said intangible state- however, she's perfectly visible and audible.
+ Mirror Monster also gives her access to her own personal pocket dimension. She uses this to step through space and cross any distances within seconds. She jokingly calls this ability the 'Void Leap'. This ability is actually the original version of Madison Lovette's 'Void Hop' ability, which she somehow managed to teach her adoptive son. Essentially, she can use this two ways; firstly, she can open up a portal to her dimension directly and enter there before exiting through another 'crack' in reality, or she can simply open up two cracks, align them, and move through them in an instant. Illusion is also able to drag people into her pocket dimension or through the 'cracks' with physical contact, but releasing them from said contact will eject them rather roughly into the nearest crack to them- regardless of location.
"You can't hurt me, but I can definitely hurt you."
+ Aura Manipulation - Illusion can naturally see auras, however her true strength lies in the manipulation of her own. She can solidify, shape, control and bend her aura to her will- a usually invisible thing suddenly becoming quite visible, and quite dangerous. She's essentially able to create anything she deems necessary out of her aura, although she mainly limits this to weaponry. With a smile, she'll happily summon a gigantic spear of reddish mist that can quickly turn solid- and dangerous.
+ She can use it for both offensive and defensive capabilities, using her makeshift weapons made from her solidified aura in combat. On the other hand, she can solidify her aura around herself, creating a barrier to protect herself from attacks both physical and non-physical. There was a report somewhere in the WDL archives of Illusion being charged at, and her attackers falling to pieces before even reaching her. Nobody truly knows the extend of her abilities, although some figure that this ability is quite dangerous even if used defensively.
"You can try to hurt me, but you might lose an arm. Or both."
- Minor Abilities -
"Secrets." + Psychic Link - Illusion can link herself with other people, much like Rick's own mark ability. Upon doing so, she essentially becomes a living voodoo doll. Any harm she endures will be inflicted upon her opponent in full force. However, this only applies to damage. If Illusion is healed or heals herself, the opponent will not be given any healing. On top of this, her emotions and feelings are shared with said person- this way she can attack them both physically and mentally. Most times the target doesn't even realise they're marked, as there's no physical evidence of them actually being marked until they're in close proximity to Illusion- a faint red trail of aura will link them if they're close by, giving the vampire away. Keep in mind, Illusion is quite resistant to pain, however this resistance doesn't carry over to her marked targets.
"If I kick a wall with a toothpick under my toe, you'll feel it just like I will- more, actually."
+ [?] Reading - ?
+ [?] Manipulation - ?
- Special Ability -
"Ha, ha, ha. You don't want to know." + [ACCESS DENIED. ARCHKNIGHT RANK REQUIRED.] -
- Boundary -
"Perhaps I do, perhaps I don't." + ?
- Equipment -
"What? You want to look up my skirt to find out? What type of sicko are you?" + Illusion always carries on her person what she's dubbed the 'Battle Umbrella'. It looks almost identical to a regular umbrella, and is actually almost as long as Illusion is tall. The tip can extend into a sharp spike, and when the umbrella itself is opened up, the structural spines end in long tips as well, the interconnecting fabric ending in a thin layer of sharp metal, turning it into a type of sharp, spiky mace. The middle structure of the umbrella can actually spin, turning the blades into somewhat of a saw Illusion can use to slice through most materials and some metals. In this mode, the smaller spines retract to prevent it getting caught. On top of this, pressing a button can cause the umbrella sans handle to shoot off with a chain attached, being able to be used as a grappling hook and, when left in its extended state, a flail. + Her clothes, that's really it. Illusion doesn't have weapons, nor does she need them. The Battle Umbrella is more of an accessory, despite its nature and being custom-made for her.
- Minor Skills -
"Being pretty cool." + She can't be lied to. + She's very, very good at not eating people. Most of the time. + She's a master manipulator, and her skills only make her better at it. + Some people call her the 'Crimson Ghost', although it's not an official title or nickname, due to her ability to sneak past anyone due to her abilities. + She's a master provocateur, and enjoys taunting people. Once again, her abilities make this child's play. + Being a vampire, she can do everything that a type B Vampire can do, including the enhanced strength, speed and stamina- alongside an incredibly potent healing factor boosted by blood, shapeshifting abilities, and advanced reflexes. + Illusion can keep a secret. Many secrets, even. + She has two dominant eyes. + She's also trained herself to be relatively ambidextrous- she's very old, after all. + Her Battle Umbrella is not a weapon to be taken lightly, nor is her ability in using it. + Vampire claws can cut through thin armour and clothing, but human flesh is literally torn apart. + She can drain an adult human-sized being in less than 30 seconds. Nobody alive knows this, however.
"Good day, ladies and gentlemen. I hope your time has been pleasant!"
~ Faction Profile ~
- Faction -
+ The Warriors of Divine Light.
- Rank -
"Principal. Duh. Cuz I'm the Principal?" + WDL Academy Principal/? Rank Demon.
- Class -
"Nope~" + N/A.
- Title/s -
+ Lord of Illusions. + Lord of [REDACTED] + Principal of the WDL Academy. + Loli-Principal. + [REDACTED] of the [REDACTED] + [REDACTED] of [REDACTED] + The [REDACTED] + The [REDACTED] of the [REDACTED] + The [REDACTED]
- Loyalty Level -
"I am loyal to the end. I swearsies." + 10/10.
"Such a delicious meal, mmm, I regret draining you dry."
~ Miscellaneous ~
- Biography/History -
+ "Tsk, asking a cutie like me such a personal question is so rude!"
- Other -
+ Illusion almost forgot her real name. + She actually enjoys being called Lusy, and getting her head patted. + Illusion speaks with Hex Code #FF0000.
- Character Themes - + "Your blood.. Mmm.. It's so delicious..~" - Your Blood Makes Me Smile, by What Comes to Life. + "Her universe is an ocean of blood." - Vampire, by Xandria. + "Don't ask me about my family." - Room of Angel, from Silent Hill 4.
"I'm not just another cute little girl, you know."
~ Physical Profile ~
- Name -
"My name? Well, I'll tell you.." + Asurela Modeum Usalia, otherwise known by her nickname (or possibly real name) Asmodeus. She'll also go by the name of Asmo Deus, or just sometimes Deus. She likes it.
- Physical Age -
"Well, how old do I look to you?" + Early twenties. Perhaps 21 or 22. Awfully youthful for her age, however.
- True Age -
"Ahaha, well.." + Not quite an old lady, but certainly not a young one.
- Gender -
"Don't make me lift up my top so you can tell, got it~?" + Female.
- Race -
"Oh, I wonder?" + Demon.
- Subspecies -
"Ah, well, about that.." + Unknown, although her abilities are quite.. odd.
- Description -
"..." + Standing at around 5 feet and 6 inches, Asmodeus' figure could be described by anyone as 'alluring'. From her brilliant blonde hair, striking and distracting pink eyes surrounded by fluttering dark lashes and luscious, soft red lips all the way down to her curvaceous hips and pink-painted toes, Asmodeus is a sight for the eyes of any being- her entire body is naturally capable of drawing the attention of anyone in the room, and Asmodeus knows it.
+ Asmodeus will always be wearing fashionable clothes- she needs to look good, doesn't she?- and will always have on some sort of designer clothing. She's actually quite fond of suits as in her personal opinion they're a trademark of a businessman or businesswoman- a facet of her personality that Asmodeus takes very, very seriously at every moment.
+ Looking into her eyes is a bad thing, as they're quite deep and will drag you in- not literally. Maybe.
+ Her hair frames her face in an oddly familiar style and her wardrobes consist mostly of red, whites and blacks with a few tone variations thrown in there. It's not surprising to see her sporting a fancy hat, either. Asmodeus' Demon form is unknown, something nobody alive has witnessed. Her canine teeth are naturally sharp like any other Demons are and she has an odd habit of wiggling her nose, the tips of her ears are also pointed as per the usual for the majority of Demons.
+ Don't ask anything else, especially about the pendant.
- Any differences from your provided image/s -
+ Her eyes are a striking pink hue instead of the red pictured above, and some people have claimed to see her pupils in the shape of a loveheart.
~ Psychological Profile ~
- Personality -
+ Az is a trickster at heart- always plotting a way to have fun and mess with people, and she's almost always got a mischievous grin on her face and a devious twinkle in her eyes. She thoroughly enjoys messing with people, and has a bad (not in her opinion) habit of making lots and lots of sexual innuendos and jokes. Despite her carefree nature and perverted capacity, Az is an incredibly loyal and caring person- it's just hidden under her perverse prankster nature and her devious streak. Like a lot of people, Az has a more serious side to her. When she's around people that she considers friends, she has a habit of speaking freely. She's always ready for a challenge, and finds it hard to back down when she's taunted in the heat of a serious battle.
+ She's incredibly good at pulling, organising and even thwarting pranks, and due to being called out on and shouted at for this behaviour by her siblings she's quite capable of switching off and ignoring someone when they scold her- but don't misunderstand her. Az is quite sensitive, and if someone scolds her enough, she might even completely distance herself from that person. She loves shocking people, and takes any chance she can get in regards to that.
+ During battle, however, Asmodeus changes. Her emotions shut down and vanish, turning her from a happy-go-lucky derp to a mass-murdering butcher without a second thought. Of course, upon awakening from this killrage, Az always regrets what she does. Even if combat was the only option, Az will feel intense guilt and remorse for her actions- a close friend might even find her alone, crying about it, if they looked hard enough.
+ On top of this, Az will immediately freak out at even the sound of clinking chains. Her usual demeanour will completely evaporate, and she'll be reduced to nothing more than a quivering wreck regardless of where she is or what she was doing. Curling up into a ball on the floor, Az will staunchly refuse to move- not because she doesn't want to, but because she isn't there anymore. She's gotten much better than she used to, and can fight the urge to collapse much better than she was before.
+ Asmodeus is no stranger to independence, nor is she a stranger to loss. Several times now she's lost things she's cared deeply about. One specific Demon has earned her eternal ire, the cause of Asmodeus' quest to gain power and avenge the people she loves. Just like someone she used to know.
- Likes -
+ Taunting people. + A good scrap. + Strong people. + Hot cocoa and iced chocolate. + Lewd jokes and comments. + Skimpy clothes. + Shocking and scaring people at any opportunity she gets. + Gloating. + Teasing. + Wolves and Ravens. + The pendant that's perpetually around her neck. + 'Loot'.
- Dislikes -
+ 'Party Poopers'. + Rapists and those who actually take advantage of others. (What kind of morality does this Lewd Demon have?!) + Spicy foods. + Arrogance. + Strong people who misuse said strength. + Being told 'no.' + Being injured in absolutely any way, shape, or form. + Chains. + A certain Demon, although it's more hate and less dislike.
- Strengths -
+ Asmodeus is actually a surprisingly good singer, although she usually keeps this aspect of herself restricted to her showers. + She's quite durable, and also quite capable of playing the ditzy fool. + She has a sixth sense in regards to finding hidden items and is quite knowledgeable in regards to hidden things- whether they be tombs, temples or caches of loot, Azzy can find them. It's in her blood. + She's a very shrewd merchant, capable of gathering many items. She also has a sixth sense for selling things that people need when they need them- as any good NPC Merchant does.
- Fears -
+ Chains. These will cause her to absolutely freak out if one of them touches her skin. + Places that are, in her opinion, 'dark, damp and murderous.' + Fire. + The past.
- Hobbies -
+ Reading. + Singing. + Being the biggest pervert on the damn planet and beyond. + Making friendly fun of people she considers weaker than her, although she'll also offer assistance. + Information trading and bartering although this is also her profession. + Snooping. + Maybe a little bit of satisfying her kleptomaniac nature. How did you think she gets her goods?
- Secrets? -
+ "Just.. keep chains far, far away from me. Please."
- Outlook on Life -
+ To Asmodeus, life is just one huge game- teasing friends, fighting off monsters- she takes it all in stride and keeps a stupidly perverted grin on her face at all times. She's incredibly intimate due to her nature, and will openly grope females in the vicinity unless they outright tell her to stop. Her eyes constantly sparkle with glee as she thinks of her potential victims screams and groans as she.. tickles them to death?
"There's no point being too serious about anything. We could die literally any time, and place. Why take something so seriously when you can lose it just like that?"
- Affiliation -
"Um. Me?" + Herself, naturally.
- Moral Alignment -
+ Chaotic Neutral for sure.
~ Combat Profile ~
- Major Abilities -
+ Night of Lust - The shadows are where Lust is the most prevalent. During the night Asmodeus is a truly different beast, able to mesh with shadows and sink into them, manipulate them to her will and even regenerate lost body parts by sinking into shadows for a temporary period. On top of this, she can assume control of her own shadow and slip around inside it until she resurfaces and resumes her normal form.
+ Asmodeus can even create clones out of shadows, albeit they're a visibly darker shade than her normal self is, marking her true self as fairly obvious to the trained eye. On top of this, Azzy's ability to manipulate people's Lust has increased to the point that those normally able to resist her charms find it much, much harder to fight against them. - [SEALED – WEAKENED]
+ Red Moon - Not even the light of day can save your from your desires. Asmodeus can, with her powers fully unsealed, create a Solar Eclipse to bathe the world in darkness and shadows. This is horrible for several reasons.
+ Firstly, Asmodeus can now access her Night of Lust passives at any time and has much wider reach on her shadowy abilities. Secondly this can seriously mess with the entire planet. Third and finally, Asmodeus will be nigh unstoppable while the Eclipse in in effect as her body will constantly regenerate and she'll be constantly bathed in shadows. An army of Shadow Asmodeus' wouldn't be at all too far fetched at this rate. - [SEALED – COMPLETE]
+ Power Beyond Our Domain – It's not just a rumour that Asmodeus' abilities don't fit her station as the (Ex) Demon God of Lust. Her repertoire of abilities and Magick are almost unheard of aside from very obscure occult circles. 'Big Bang', 'Solar Flare', and something called 'Aru Halai..?' Nobody knows what these are or where she learned them but the sheer firepower Asmodeus is capable of has become legendary. Some even say it's the reason Devi betrayed her in the first place. - [SEALED - COMPLETE]
+ Aru Halai - Advent of the Void. [SEALED - COMPLETE]
+ ? - [SEALED - COMPLETE]
- Minor Abilities -
+ Green-Eyed Jealousy -[SEALED - WEAKENED] + Bloodlust - [SEALED - COMPLETE] + Honeyed Words and a Silver Tongue - Asmodeus is a Demon of Lust. She knows how to bend people to her will. Anyone with a Willpower Rank that matches or is below Azzy's own will find it awfully difficult to resist her charms- even if she orders that person to kill themselves right then and there. Those who match her can resist and those with higher Willpower will be affected but not nearly as much. It's often claimed that this ability is how she took the title of Asmodeus in the first place.
- Special Ability -
+ God from Below - It has risen. [SEALED]
- Boundary -
+ No. For now.
- Equipment -
+ Aside from her many skimpy outfits, it's unknown. She probably has a fair amount, however, considering she's a Merchant by trade.
+ The Chained One. + The God from Below. + Asmodeus, Demon [REDACTED] of [REDACTED] and [REDACTED]
- Loyalty Level -
+ N/A.
~ Miscellaneous ~
- Biography/History -
+ "Whoopsie, I forgot! Silly me~!"
- Other -
+ Az speaks with Hex Code #FF00FF. + "Heh." + "I don't usually talk with people like you, but I can't help myself." - Adrenalize, by In This Moment
"Stay with me. I'll protect you."
~ Physical Profile ~
- Name -
"My name is Eine Minerva." + Eine Minerva.
- Physical Age -
"Hm? Did you need something?" + Mid to late twenties.
- True Age -
"Hm?" + Mid to late twenties.
- Gender -
"Ah, erm, ich bin eine Frau.." + Female.
- Race -
"I'm a human." + Human.
- Subspecies -
"Urm, hm?" + N/A.
- Description -
"Mmm.. Do I.. have to answer that?" + Eine Minerva stands at roughly 6 feet something in height- much taller than most females. Her pale skin is barely touched by the sun due to her time indoors, bleached white from the artificial light of computers and machines. Her incredibly light pink hair is tinged with a tad of reddish purple, flowing down to her thighs in thick locks and ending in a pure purple colour. Her hair frames her face, covering her ears and also covering the right side of her face somewhat. Bandages are visible covering most of the right side of her face, although the bandages don't touch her mouth or nose, mostly located over her eye.
In fact, those bandages cover the entirety of her right arm, right leg and torso. She never takes them off, and constantly adjusts them to keep her right side hidden. Her form is usually covered in a white suit, complete with white gloves and shoes. Around her neck is a white scarf, and around her left arm are her two armbands- one signifying her Paladin status and the other being an armband given to all WDL medical staff.
Eine's violet eye constantly gazes kindly at those it comes across, and she always has a polite, kind smile on her lips. Eine has quite the intimidating presence due to her powers, and even suppressed it's still noticeably worrying.
Eine also speaks with a fairly noticeable German accent, and sometimes drops back into German speech. Expect lots of 'Das', 'und' and 'gut'. "Das ist.. nicht gut.."
- Any differences from your provided image/s -
+ Eine doesn't wear that outfit, always found in her white suit- she has multiples, of course. Her visible eye is also purple.
"Let me help you."
~ Psychological Profile ~
- Personality -
""Ja, das ist gut? .. Nein? Ah.. Verdammt.." + Eine is a kind soul, always willing to help those in need. Unfortunately in her profession the majority of people she meets are in need. Eine's specialty is the medical craft- a Mage from birth taught that helping others is the right way to go about your life. She's willing to do anything to takes to help someone in need and is loyal to a fault- however, Eine is a steadfast pacifist who staunchly refuses to bring any harm to another being. Most Demons consider themselves lucky this is the case as Eine is one of the most grossly overpowered beings in the universe. Her skill with Magick is unmatched, her ability in combat isn't anything to scoff at either. With an entire life of training under her belt Eine is a threat even the Demon Council is wary of. Lucky for them she's such a sweetheart.
+ Eine is a quiet and composed woman, a stoic feeling surrounding her entirety as. She's exceedingly calm and incredibly precise, taking pride in her ability to save the lives of others and also taking pleasure in the joy of others. Eine's love for life is kept hidden under her softly spoken outward persona but don't misunderstand- if anyone on this planet adores life it's this woman.
+ Eine is also incredibly religious, although she refuses to consider herself a Christian. "I do not follow that religion" is the usual reply to that line of inquiry, and she isn't the type of openly boast about her God. Her beloved God above is the subject of a silent yet unyielding adoration and love. This same God, is the one who Eine claims blesses her with her powers. Those who doubt her are quickly put to silence when she proves this to be true.
- Likes -
"Every human has a right to what they care for, ja?" + Roses. + Renaissance works of art. + Orchestral music. + God. + Reading a book while sipping a glass of vodka and lemonade. + Her job as the Head of Medical Staff at the Warriors of Divine Light. + A job well done. + Praying to her Lord. + Balls and fetes. + Cherry Blossoms and butterflies.
- Dislikes -
"Ja, even I have my dislikes." + Blood. + Death, even though she understands it well. + Black and blue things. + The overwhelming sense of guilt and loss one feels when one's patient flatlines in front of them. + What's under her bandages. + Artaius Amalura and those who followed him. + Cold tea. + The oppression of rogue Witches and Magus who run into zealots are often killed. + When God doesn't answer. + People who show a disregard for death- especially Necromancers.
- Strengths -
"Everyone has their natural advantages." + Incredibly adept with any and all kinds of Magick. + A quick thinker, able to adjust and adapt to battlefield situations. + Her hand is inhumanly steady and her movements are precise on a level far above even most other Medical Mages. + Levelheaded and calm in even the most horrendous situations. + Her pain tolerance is off the charts- she's had to perform surgery on herself in the middle of combat several times. + Eine has an unyielding sense of hope- no matter how dark and full of despair things get things will get better. + She's a crack shot and her skills with a scalpel are unmatched. She could kill a dozen men before they'd noticed. With a scalpel. A friggin' scalpel! + She's great at staying up unnaturally long filling out paperwork. + Ambidextrous to a point. + She has a very good memory, but nowhere near photographic.
- Fears -
"Every living being has something they fear." + Losing absolutely anyone. + Losing herself most of all. + Blood. + She has nightmares of the event that forced her to bandage herself. + Losing her God. Sometimes she stops being able to sleep out of terror- and she's utterly powerless to stop it. + Mind control and possession- specifically someone using her body to kill others. + Harming others, even out of necessity. She'll never live it down.
- Hobbies -
"Ah, I enjoy.." + Reading. + Relaxing with a glass of drink in hand- she likes vodka but refuses to get drunk off of it. + Meditation. + Practicing her scalpel etiquette. + Keeping her Magecraft up to scratch and above. + Praying to her God. + Assisting others. Her job is a hobby as much as it is a job. + Reading a very specific set of books over and over with the faintest of smiles.
- Secrets -
"..." + Eine will never speak of these.
- Outlook on Life -
"Death may come at any time. Pain is inevitable. The world will spare you no grace and God cannot help with every little problem. However, as humans, we have the capacity to fix this world, to save it and each other. There is a little piece of God in all of us. Sadly, there is a little Devil too." + Eine's outlook, while at core that of a realist, is surprisingly optimistic. In a world where death is an inconvenience for some and an end for others, Eine is aware that while the universe can be cruel it also gives people the means to survive inside it. Eine hopes that people will follow the good in their hearts but is also aware that that can't always be the case. However, the one constant she feels is that God above loves all below Him, even if he cannot personally help them all. He has his own problems to deal with just like us, after all.
- Affiliation -
"I am a proud... member of ze Warriors of Divine Light." + The Warriors of Divine Light.
- Moral Alignment -
"Leibe ist der Weg." + Lawful Good.
"The bloodshed.. must stop."
~ Combat Profile ~
- Major Abilities -
"Quote." + Licht aus Gott (Light of God) - A power given to Eine and Eine alone, making her capable of giving and ending life as she pleases. Her main healing skill.
"Quote."
+ ? -
"Quote."
+ ? -
"Quote."
- Minor Abilities -
"Quote." + Schadenfreude (Malicious Joy) - Power from their pain.
"Quote."
+ Enhance Magecraft -
"Quote."
+ Heftiges Licht (Violent Light) - Light that can sear all; holy, unholy or those in-between.
"Quote."
- Special Ability -
"Quote." + Ende der Welt (End of the World) - Power enough to destroy the world.
"Quote."
- Boundary - + Yes. Eine is capable of creating a Boundary.
"I am loyal to any cause that.. prevents darkness." + Currently the Warriors of Divine Light.
- Rank -
"I'll help you out with anything, okay?" + Paladin (Also Chief Medical Officer with her Medic Armband on her arm below her Paladin Armband.)
- Class -
"I prefer to, um, avoid combat, actually." + Defensive Magic.
- Title/s -
"Ah, I don't have any formal titles." + Reverse Angel. + Germany's Guiding Light of Hope. + The WDL's Premier Nurse. + 'Most Likely to have a Huge Secret 2018' winner. + The Strongest Mage in the World.
- Loyalty Level -
"My loyalty is to the light." + 9/10.
"May God be with you."
~ Miscellaneous ~
- Biography/History -
"Please, don't ask." + Eine refuses to speak of it, acknowledging that her past was a rather large part of the Despair War. However, her lips are sealed on the subject. Not even the WDL's troublemaking Principal would dare ask her to speak of her origins.
- Other -
"Is there something you needed..?" + It's 3:30 am I have no idea okay
hi so the 0th post is gonna have legitimately way too much information in it so hooray for it always being in existenCE YEAH TIME TO MIGRATE AND REWRITE AND REDO THINGS LIKE A PROPER GM LET'S DO THIS YEAH!
~ The Plot ~
"Another time, another place. The same path walked, but a different ending written. Do you see through to the end as I do, Darling?"
12/12/2012. Sunset. Vatican City, Rome.
The cataclysmic event known as 'The End of the World' has begun. The Vatican scrambled their forces, gathered their priests and began a mass prayer to God above to save their souls.
...
And yet, nothing happened. All was quiet. All was still. The Earth didn't rupture and explode. The sky didn't spew fire and magma down upon the planet. No dragons ripped their way through a hole in reality and tore it apart with their gnashing jaws.
The priests celebrated, the denizens of the Vatican cheered. They'd survived the Apocalypse, they'd survived the End of the World.
Their joy was cut short when, upon reporting the news to the Pope, a group of men found only his twisted, mangled corpse sitting in his bedroom, organs splayed around the room like he was a prostitute in London a few decades ago. Along with the defiled cadaver of the Holy Pope, a letter was found, written in what was presumably his own blood.
"Your celebration is false. The Seven are coming. They have been chosen by Satan himself to save the world from your False God. The Seven Children of Satan will destroy all that oppose them and bring destruction upon your wretched faith. Humanity's time is coming to an end."
Gritting his teeth and crumpling the paper in his armoured grip, a man in his late twenties stared out the open window of the bedroom as people around him panicked, vomited and screamed. Perched upon a rooftop a few buildings away crouched a dark figure, surrounded by feathers and darkness. It expanded its wings and stood up, easily towering above the man who stared it in the eyes. Arthur Evangelion tossed the note to the floor and rushed over to the window, leaping out of it and, feeling his boot slam into the windowsill as he cleared it, he shot forward with a burst of magickal energy that rocketed him through the air like a human-shaped bullet. The thing's black face split apart and jagged white teeth glinted in the light of the setting sun. The wings from its back unfurled fully, exposing the awfully human form they'd been concealing. The black, feathery skin turned to a dark shade of brown- tanned from long hours in the sun. Two blue eyes, icy and sharp, sat in the Demon's face. Arthur landed on one roof, shooting himself from building to building with the ease of a man who'd done it thousands of times. After all, he had.
Gripping the blade at his side, he leaped one last time to land on the building beside the monster. As his foot touched the tiling he gripped the hilt of his blade and yanked it free with a slash that carried the entirety of his momentum with it. Narrowing his eyes, he skidded to a stop just in time. The edge of his sword was pressed against the creature's throat. A long, sharp, thin blade protruded from somewhere inside the beast's right wing, pressing against his face. He felt the tip of the needle-like weapon pressing against the eyelid he'd barely managed to shut in time, a tiny trickle of blood beginning to wet his skin. The man before him smiled widely, the same sharp fangs filling his mouth just as they had before.
"Almost." "There will be no more deaths this day." "I would certainly hope not, Sir Arthur." "Why did you come here?" "To deliver a message." "And?" "To set something in motion." "Those children?" "Perhaps." Cursing under his breath, Arthur lowered his sword and stepped back. If he'd moved an inch closer, he'd have lost his eye and stepped directly into the field of ice the creature had generated below their feet. On top of that, he swore he'd seen electricity crackling between the Demon's fingers.
"Reaver. A pleasure to meet you." "There is no time for pleasantries now." "I will be taking my leave, Arthur, but we will meet again. Trust me." "I trust no monster in human skin."
With a curt bow, the Demon spun on its heels and walked away, vanishing into a flock of crows that soared through the sky and off into the distance. "That explains the entrance." Turning back to the open window, Arthur let out a long sigh as he slid his blade neatly back into his sheath. He'd known this would happen, that something was coming. His intuition was never wrong. He hadn't lived this long in a world full of child-eating demons and murderous monsters by being stupid. The Pope, however, didn't believe him when he demanded that he seek shelter. "God will protect me", he'd said. Arthur shot back over to the room rooftop by rooftop. God didn't keep his end of the deal, apparently.
12/12/2013 Unknown. Vatican City, Rome. Headquarters of the Warriors of Divine Light.
So much had happened in a year, and Arthur was in a daze for most of it. A replacement Pope was voted on- himself. As a veteran Exorcist and one of the closest confidants to the Pope, Arthur was the perfect choice. An exemplary man of talent, knowledge and undeniable power, he was the perfect man to become the Archknight- head of the Exorcists of the Warriors of Divine Light. On top of that, the sword in the stone had glowed for him, and thus he was ascended.
Arthur stared at the paper in his hand. The sensors had detected several temporary signatures at once, all spaced out along the globe. It was so quick, so brief, they'd barely managed to snag a few of them. But they'd finally done it. Arthur sat in his chair, a soft sigh leaving his lips. "How many?" "Seven, as they said." "I want them all collected at once so as to minimize time they could attempt to leave while waiting.. and to lessen the possibility they could cause trouble. Send several units. I have a feeling we're not the only ones looking for them." It was hilarious in hindsight how easily they'd been able to find the 'Seven'. They were average people living average lives. A young man living with his roommate in New York, a young, harmless teenage girl, even one of their very own members of the Warriors of Divine Light. Three of the Seven Children of the Devil.
Four more had just been found.
With footsteps coming up beside him just as the door shut and the soldier departed with his orders, two pale hands covered Arthur's eyes. Letting out a soft "Guess who?" the voice was practically dripping with enthusiasm. And something else. "I see you've woken up, Illusion." "Of course. A lady always wakes late to have as much beauty sleep as possible." "You sleep too much." "Are you calling me beautiful?" "I'm calling you obscenely lazy." "Owie, that hurt my feelings!" "Please. Your preparations?" "Almost donesies, of course. I never fail to deliver!" "That is one of your few good qualities." "Owie! I'm actually upset!" The hands slid away from his eyes, but the vision in his left eye stayed dark. The eyepatch that sat neatly over his eye had taken a little bit of time to adjust to, but he was happy he'd gotten the surgery done. Slipping around from the back of the chair, the petite form of Illusion moved into view with a movement that was almost snake-like. Her crimson eyes slid over the man's body with an amusement that betrayed her true nature. She was a monster in the body of a little girl. Although it wasn't like she hid it. Her pale skin reflected the light and her too-red lips opened as she continued to speak. Her vampiric fangs glinted in the light. "How're you enjoying your new throne, King Arthur?" "I didn't take it out of choice-" "-but out of necessity, blah blah, of course. How're you enjoying it, though?" Letting out a soft sigh and reaching up to rub his forehead, the man shook his head. Looking up, however, the little girl had vanished. "It's far more trouble than it's worth." "Ha, of course. With great power comes great responsibility, or something like that. I'll see you later, King Arthur. I have a lunch date with our favourite researcher in twenty minutes."
Arthur slowly stood from his seat, glancing down at the new blade in his sheath at his hip. "Let's hope we can stop the world from being destroyed, Excalibur." He tapped the blade gently, and it flashed for the briefest of moments as if responding. He left the room quickly, attending a meeting of the fellow Council Members.
"Well, well, well.. It seems like things are starting to roll into motion.. Isn't that right, Devil?"
So the basis of the story is that a group of Seven Children- creatively known as the Seven Children- were chosen by the Devil to bring about the end of the world. These people aren't related by any means, can live anywhere on the planet, and are all likely to have never, ever met- although if you want to have some pre-existing history between characters then that's fine by me! These are normal people living normal lives who suddenly found themselves dragged into a nightmare. The only similarity they have is their latent ability to use Magick- either naturally or given to the via the Devil's Blood, something I'll elaborate on in the future. Or maybe not. Honestly, who they are depends on the writer so feel free to experiment as long as it's within reasonable boundaries. The Children's Demonic blood was awakened by one simple thing- each and every one of them has an encounter with a Supernatural entity which activates the blood in their veins. This sets off the WDL's alarm and notifies them of where the person had their blood activated. After this 'alarm' went off the WDL rushed to collect as many Children as possible to do whatever they could to stop the coming end of the world. Repurposing them, torturing them.. Whatever needs to be done to ensure the future of Humanity.
Hi hi welcome to this roleplay and let me know if you're interested! This is still a WIP- I've got plenty of stuff to share but I'm currently in the process of moving it and revamping it so for now this is just a general thing. Essentially the premise of this roleplay is that in the year 2012 an ultimatum from the Devil himself was given to the most holy of men. Along with an assassination of said man.
Seven random people who've lived (mostly) perfectly normal lives up until this point are suddenly marked as 'The Devil's Children' and begin to exhibit unnatural powers.
I started this roleplay up on another site a while ago and made a rerun a little more recently, but I'm retrying on Guild now because.. ... I'm overly attached to the story and want it to not die again yeah.
Please note; If you join this roleplay, don't randomly leave. If you have to leave or back off for a bit, let me know beforehand so we can figure something out. The last run died because people randomly vanished and I don't want that to happen again. It makes me legitimately angry so pls no.
P.S: I didn't mean to write all that stuff pls send help
~ The Important Lore and Information ~
With the exception of the Physical Competence the following statistics largely apply to one's ability to cast and/or resist magick.
Willpower: This stat indicates the strength of the character's will. As far as magick is concerned this stat represents the strength of the caster's determination to imprint his/her will upon reality. This stat also represents a character's ability to oppose attacks/influences on the mind.
Faith: Do you believe in magick? This stat is both the character's receptiveness to the supernatural world and his/her's trust in their magick. The higher one's faith stat is, the more confidence he/she has in their ability to cast magick.
Mana Capacity: The total amount of mana that can be stored in a character at once. When a person is exposed to mana they become a source of their own mana, generating a quantity of the essence from their own body. The longer a being remains exposed to mana the greater their capacity to store and generate it becomes. Some beings start with an in-born mana capacity while others need to be exposed to mana before they can develop a capacity for it.
Magickal Proficiency: In short this stat represents a character's sum of knowledge regarding magick as a whole. Whether specialised in a specific field or just knowledgeable across a broad spectrum of arcane arts their rank in magickal proficiency is an approximate sum of what they know. This stat mostly matters to those who can cast magick, it's use being strictly a tertiary benefit for those who lack the ability to cast spells.
Physical Competence: This stat represents the sum of a creature's physical ability. Whether this is indicative of a being's speed, their strength or their resilience this stat takes all these factors into account and lumps them into a sum which indicates which rank in this stat they reside in. Due to the broad nature of this topic as well as the variety of differently capable entities this stat is at best a rough approximation of something's physical capabilities.
Magick is a Mage's best friend and strongest tool. It's usable in thousands of ways and millions of situations, and the chance of the practitioner running out of Mana is almost impossible unless in dire circumstances. 'Magick' is used to refer to the art of manipulating, controlling and mastering the art of shaping reality to your will. 'Mana' is the term used to describe one's capability to contain Magickal Energies within one's body and use it to control reality. 'Faith' is the amount of certainty the Mage has in their ability to shape reality, and is therefore instrumental in the success of any and all spells. A Mage without faith in Magick, without faith in their ability to do Magick, will be absolutely powerless. 'WIllpower' is the amount of mental strength that a Mage possesses. In the same way that faith powers Magick, willpower is the determination to imprint their will on reality. A Mage with no willpower will find their spells weak and lacking even if they have faith. 'Desire' is the Mage's intense need to imprint their power upon reality, giving their Magick even further strength. While desire is not required, it makes spells much, much more powerful. Desire takes precedence over faith and willpower in the usage of Rituals which differ from 'Quick Magick'- the best type of 'desire' to use is actually sexual desire due to the raw, untamed nature of it. On top of that, it's easily one of the most powerful forms of desire a human has. Magick requires many things to succeed. It requires a Mage to have faith that it will work and that they can do it. It requires a Mage to have the determination to make reality their own. It requires ample Mana and it requires knowledge. Having Mana isn't enough to suddenly become an adept Mage- you need practice. On top of this, if you have no desire to perform or learn Magick, Magick will not be available for you to learn.
Mana is described as 'the measurement of the Mage's capacity to absorb Magickal energies and utilize them'. When a Mage awakens their Magehood, their body begins siphoning energy from the world around them and storing said energy in the body. A Mage absorbs Mana from the world around them, but when they have a sufficient store of their own they can generate their own Mana inside their body. Essentially, a Mage eventually becomes a Magickal Being in a way while still maintaining their humanity- for all intents and purposes, however, a Mage is now a Magickal Energy wellspring. When activating their Magick, the Mage enters a state known as 'Magick Mode' in which their eyes begin to glow brightly and their vision becomes slightly distorted. The world becomes black and white but a little brighter to compensate, and a single colour sticks out to them depending on the shade of their aura. If a person has a red aura for example, the world will be black and white except for red things. On top of that, their spells, sigils and the results of said spells will also be in perfect colour- this allows them to distinguish between spells and non-spells, and also not fall into their own illusions by accident.
The staple of any good Mage, the Magick Shield is an invisible second skin sitting just above the Mage's own actual skin. It acts as a durable shield that depends on their Mana stat, and taking damage on the shield will prevent damage to the Mage's actual body until their Mana runs out. This is a very, very dangerous situation to be in. A Mage's Mana level is tied to their level of stamina, so running out of Mana will also most likely cause the Mage to pass out; and if not, there are two alternate outcomes. The first outcome is that the Mage retains consciousness but becomes vulnerable and weak like your average everyday human until they can regain their Mana. However, it takes approximately five minutes for a Rank C Mage to regain even a single bit of Mana. Luckily, that one little bit of Mana instigates the speedier regeneration of further Mana inside the Mage, allowing them to recover. Furthermore, recovery is even faster if the Mage is calm, meditating or resting their body. Physical exertion will prevent the Mage from recovering properly and may also damage their ability to retain Mana. It's not uncommon to see retired Mages 'leaking' Mana from their bodies. This effectively spells an end for a Mage's career as it becomes incredibly hard to keep their Mana level in check and may lead to lasting health issues. The second possibility is the Mage's Mana intake suddenly skyrocketing, allowing them to rip Mana from the surrounding area and absorb it faster than their usual intake rate allows. While doing this the Mage is a truly terrifying threat to behold as their Magick Shield will constantly regenerate even massive blows. Their Mana capacity may even expand to encompass the new massive power surge. This allows them to wield Magick with near impunity. They don't suddenly get stronger or more adept in the Magickal Arts, but their almost-infinite supply of Mana makes them a force to be reckoned with. However, this comes at a dire cost- the Mage may overload with Mana and turn into a human Mana Crystal, or if they don't absorb too much Mana for their body to handle, they may be left in horrible condition. Below is a list of things that can occur; + The Mage may enter a coma- awakening is not guaranteed. + The Mage may destroy their Mana reserves and weaken or outright destroy their capacity to use Magick. + As Mana is tied to the Mage's physical and mental stamina, the Mage may simply die on the spot from the immense strain put on their body. It's guaranteed the Mage will pop at least one blood vessel while using this 'Emergency Attack Mode'. + On top of this, the Mage may seriously damage their body in any number of ways, ranging from torn muscles in their entire arm to their brain suffering severe damage and impairing their motor functions. The immense strain put on the Mage's body in this 'Emergency Attack Mode' allows the Mage to operate for approximately ten minutes before the side-effects kick in. However, Mages are urged to run and recover instead of using this 'technique' as the chance of dying from use is incredibly high and the reasons to use it are practically nonexistent. However, proper usage of the Magick Shield provides the Mage a way to stay relatively safe in combat as long as they're cautious. The Magick Shield does, however, have some weaknesses. Stilettos are quite capable of piercing Magick Shields and puncturing the Mage's body due to the small area of the force of impact allowing it to neatly crush that area of the shield and push through- think of the Magick Shield as wearing a form-fitting invisible piece of metal armour. On top of that, the Magick Shield can't save you from being crushed by massive things and will also not protect you from hard falls of excessive height- the landing will still snap your bones, but the Shield will provide some protection against falls. Just don't toss yourself off a cliff.
+ Light Magick + Exorcism Arts + Curse and Hex Removal + Bounding Fields
+ WIP
+ Curses are pure Magickal rituals that take many forms. They're primarily used to debilitate or inflict harm upon the targets, but aren't considered to be overtly 'evil'. Cursing someone to lose money, cursing someone with bad luck, cursing someone with impotence- those are all valid uses of a curse.
+ Hexes are different to curses in their usage. A Hex is a much, much more malicious Magick that can be used to inflict even death upon the target. A common spell amongst Necromancers is the 'Hex of Death' which, depending on the Necromancer's strength and different factors influencing the target, may outright kill the target instantly if the Hex is strong enough. People with no Magick resistance or specific protection will almost always be killed regardless of their proficiency as a Mage. This is what makes practitioners of Dark Magick so scary. However, to take life requires a sacrifice which usually takes the form of a Hex user paying with years of their own life being stolen from them. This starts a vicious cycle of the rogue Mage finding ways to keep away from death while maintaining their power.
+ Voodoo is different in that it requires a physical object to represent the target. + Necromancy (Zombie and Thrall Summoning) + Blood Magick
+ Magick that is something above mere elemental Magick, considered the most powerful of all offensive Magicks barring the Hex of Death- this kind of Magick is capable of leveling entire cities with ease in the hands of an adept Mage. A Mage sporting Destruction Magick is a terrifying sight indeed, and according to the Mirage Orchestra's 'Guidelines on Acceptable Magick Use in the Magickal Community' a Mage who is able to use Destruction Magick and is skilled in the Art is, by Magus Law, required to wear a Magick Seal at all times.
Wards, A mage's answer to when the magick shield simply isn't enough protection.
Like ice cream there is a ward for anything. If a branch of magic exists there's a ward against it. Wards are shields that cover the area the ward is placed in a bubble which keeps something specific out. For example a ward vs fire will prevent any fire from entering the area covered by the ward's bubble.
But like everything in life, wards are not perfect. The maximum area a ward can cover is determined by a mage's willpower. The more willpower a mage has, the bigger a ward they can create. Another limit of wards is that a ward cannot protect against more than one type of magic. A single mage can create many wards but a single ward cannot protect against many things. Additionally a ward does not provide unlimited protection. If the magic or force the ward is protecting against is too great the ward will short out, becoming useless. A mage can create another ward but no magic is truly free.
_ Wards require mana. The more mana a mage puts in a ward, the more magic the ward can repel before shorting out. A mage can always put more mana into a ward after it is cast. As with all things in life however the strength of a ward will wane slowly over time and there is no ward vs time, Time magick being one of those few domains that lack any known wards opposing it.
Mages are recommended to only maintain a few wards regularly due to the gradual loss of mana all wards sustain. The more wards a mage has, the higher the upkeep. Another thing to note is that wards are mono-directional. They will let magic and other such forces they protect against come out but they will not let that same magic or forces of the sort back in.
Another important detail is that wards CAN be moved if placed on something mobile, like a mage's robes or a scroll. If the ward pushes against the magic or force it is supposed to protect against the mass and force of the object warded will push against the magic or force it opposes. So while a mage with a ward vs fire on him can push over the flame of a campfire fairly easily if a mage creates a ward vs earth and he's standing on dirt he won't be able to move his ward any direction except up as all wards are fully spherical by default. Mages who are highly trained in the field of Ward Magick are able to shape wards, the more skilled the mage the higher complexity of shapes they can use.
In addition pushing against a magic or force, especially if said force is abundant, is a great way to quickly short out a ward. In the example of the mage with the ward vs earth if he had attempted to push his ward in any direction except upwards he'd find his ward losing strength fast. Lastly if the sigil, the glowing arcane symbol which appears upon an object when it is warded, is broken or disrupted in a sufficient capacity the ward will break and the spell will end.
In summary while a ward is capable of guarding far more than a magick shield and lacks some of the weaknesses of said shield they are designed to protect against a single type of magic or force only and require upkeep to maintain effectiveness. With all that said they still usually find their place among a mage's repertoire with even the most reckless mages picking up at least one ward so they don't accidentally blow themselves up with the back-blast from their own magical results.
These are essentially the most powerful of abilities available to any one entity. In the demon hierarchy only A RANK demons and higher are even able to access these powers. Due to the strength of Special Abilities any and all beings only ever get one Special Ability. Special Abilities are not limited to demons but are available to any race capable of reaching a strength equivalent to an A RANK demon or higher.
Children of the Devil do not get access to Special Abilities until specific qualifiers are met.
Boundaries are a forbidden type of Magick used only by Mages who possess incredible willpower and determination to imprint their vision on reality. Requiring an immense amount of Mana and Magickal skills, a Boundary is essentially a Mage's very own pocket dimension that takes over a portion of the dimension we call 'the Human World' and splits off from it. The world inside the Boundary is completely at the whims of the creator of the Boundary. They can reverse gravity, change the environment to their liking, change day to night and night to day, generate anything their mind can think up. Inside a Boundary, a Mage is absolutely infallible aside from still being able to die. A Boundary does not affect those inside it- it's merely a Mage creating a battlefield much more advantageous to themselves. For example, a Mage using a Boundary can turn gravity on its side and allow themselves to run up the side of a building, but they cannot immediately kill another Mage just because they're inside the Boundary. The Boundary is, essentially, a Mage's perfect Killing Grounds. However, the upkeep for a Boundary is immense, meaning only the strongest and most skilled Mages can even attempt to create a Boundary. On top of this, the Boundary has a defined size, meaning that any Mage caught inside the Boundary only has to flee a certain area before finding themselves back in the normal world. However, escape would be difficult as the Boundary will be actively going against the Mage/s caught inside. When escaping a Boundary, one will exit from the same place they were dragged inside. Another weakness that Boundary has is that a Mage inside a Boundary can create their own Boundary, thus creating a stalemate between the two Boundaries. It's only been done in practice, but it is possible to either cancel out a Boundary or create a rare 'Boundary-Combat' scenario.
Runes have existed since before recorded history and their ability to influence, strength and change Magick can never be underestimated. Runes and the words that accompany them give a Mage extra focus points to further boost their Magick's power. Focus Points boost a Mage's concentration and the willpower factor in their spellcasting, thus strengthening their spells and allowing them to be cast much easier. However, Runes aren't applicable to each and every type of spell. Difficult Magicks such as Healing Magick or Summoning Magicks require mantras to be repeated to maintain focus and facilitate the success of said Magicks. Runes are mainly used for quickly firing off spells, mainly elemental, and also giving 'sound to thought'- throwing your willpower and your faith out through your words makes it easier to imprint on reality than keeping them inside your head, and thus a more powerful Magick will be cast. Quick and easy is the name of the game with Runes. The majority of Mages use the Elder Futhark Runes- however the type is irrelevant as it's less the Rune itself and what it represents that matters. With that in mind, it's not uncommon to find a powerful Demon with their very own brand of Runes. On top of that, some long-lived and well-read Mages will be somewhat versed in the Old Runes, a type of Rune from a time beyond human recording. However, the texts with these Runes have recently vanished and haven't been found yet. These Runes boost the power of Magick immensely, beyond the limits of human capability. No wonder they're kept far away from prying eyes. Other focus points include a hand motion, an incantation, mentally visualizing the outcome of your Magick and the use of a catalyst.
Magick Catalysts are items which through exposure to mana have adapted to better conduct magick. Mages use catalysts to aid their casting, perhaps even using them to enhance their spell's effects depending on the quality of the catalyst used. Such examples of magick catalysts include wands, staves, books and enriched gems. Other items can become catalysts if certain qualifiers are met but such objects aren't common.
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Mist is the result of potent mana condensing in areas or around objects of powerful Magick. While the air is normally clear when infused with strong quantities of mana it will form a type of mist that can be breathed.
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Magick Seals are special marks which when applied prevents the recipient from being able to use magick.
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Mana Potions are potions created to help restore the Mana of those who ingest them. They come in a light blue colour with golden sparkles like stars in the night sky speckled throughout. Consumption will give the Mage a set amount of Mana back depending on two factors; the amount ingested and the potency of the potion.
Mana potions are created by having condensed Mana in physical form mixed with water. However, as Mana is also found inside the bodies of Magickal beings, there are some nefarious groups who'll bleed a Mage until they've run out of Mana and then heal them, allow their supply to recover, and then bleed them again to create Mageblood Potions. Hemomancers are sought after for their ability to extract the Mana from the blood with ease. These potions are blood red.
Demonblood Tablets are a different story. Created mostly by the Mirage Orchestra with the consent of willing Demons, the tablets are given to the majority of anti-Supernatural agencies to provide a boost to their soldiers. The WDL are, in an ironic twist, quite a fan.
Demonblood Tablets are once again based on the potency of the Demon's blood being used. They give temporary boosts to the Magickal Proficiency and Physical Competence stats that grow smaller with more the more pills one ingests. A maximum of 5 pills is provided per week.
The pills take effect for half an hour, although the duration can be reset by taking another pill. For example if an Exorcist takes one pill and then another when the first has 5 minutes left, the duration will be pushed up to 35 minutes.
However, Demonblood Tablets come at a severe cost. If one is using a Demon Weapon or is bound to a Demon, the usage of Demonblood Tablets is strictly forbidden. Usage weakens the user's resistance to the influence of the Demon and therefore makes it much easier for said Demons to possess the person permanently.
On top of that, those without the above risk are still in danger. The fifth pill in a set is considered a 'last ditch' pill, used only when the person is absolutely out of options and utterly desperate. They must also be willing to lay down their lives. Consuming 5 pills within 24 hours will turn the user into a Demon completely, regardless of their Willpower stat.
There are three races in this universe- Humans, Non-Humans and Demons. Humans are, well, Humans. Non-Humans is the umbrella term for different types of Supernatural Beings- these can range from almost anything you'd want them to be. Demons are the souls of beings that were killed and went to Hell, thus being tied to the realm for eternity. They're able to be any race- Human or Non-Human- and have their own types independent of those categories.
There are many elements in both this plane of existence, and the next. As such, there are many Elementals, entities who have abilities linked with, or that are able to embody the elements- both natural and man made. These beings are weak to a corresponding element, and so those who have become familiar with them have usually been smart enough to acquire weapons that have an elemental affinity that can repel, or even destroy their opponents with few hits.
Not all of these demons are capable of rational thought or emotion, so should you come across one, a test to check if they're capable of thought or speech is usually in order. If it immediately acts aggressively or attacks outright, feel free to blast it into the next generation!
These are the Non-Humans that are commonly featured in Asian mythos, such as the incredibly fleet of wing Tengu, or the inhumanely powerful Oni. From the Kappa to the unknown Youkai, they shall be listed here as the WDL gains reports of them. Currently reported 'EFC' are listed here. Also to note, those based in Japan are also called 'Youkai'.
+ Baku + Hakutaku (Half-Beasts) + Jiang-Shi + Kappa + Nekomata + Night Sparrows + Oni + Kirin + Satori + Tengu + Tsuchigumo + Tsukumogami + Yuki-Onna + Zarashiki Warashi (House Spirits)
These are the monsters that commonly appear in stories that are created or read by the denizens of the western parts of the Earth. Examples of these include the charismatic and bloodsucking vampires, although not all of them share this trait, all the way to the cheeky little Fairies that have the ability to control a specific element, or more. The 'WFC' that are listed here are ones that the WDL is aware of existing, and they have been reported in to them.
+ 'Men' + Dryads + Fairies and Fae + Harpies + Sirens + Type A Vampires + Type B Vampires + Werewolves + Witches and Warlocks (Rogue Mages) + Zombies
These beings are rarely ever affiliated with any type or form of group, but if they are, they are usually a very powerful asset or ally. But be warned, they are extremely unpredictable and will not hesitate to kill or scare things that cross their path. Nue, for example are prone to, and extremely fond of, frightening people to death, but that doesn't mean that they aren't without their own physical abilities. These Rogue Class beings are usually unable to be separated into a single category- however the other condition of being a 'Rogue Class' is that the being is incredibly rare. While one can encounter many Oni during their lifetime it's almost unheard of for someone to have found more than one of any Rogue Class- that doesn't mean they're not out there, however.
All 'RC' beings are incredibly powerful, not a single one sitting under S Rank on the Supernatural Ranking System implemented by the WDL.
This category was created to house the.. unnatural beings that litter the planet. Well, more unnatural than the normal ones. These beings are, ah.. I think the name 'Gigglepuss' makes it pretty obvious what these are. Consider this a dumping ground for beings that don't really fit in any other classes.
+ Buffalo Butlers + The Butchers + Demon Marionettes/Puppets + Gigglepuss + Goat Man and Bunny Boy + Shikigami (Familiars) + Yukkuri Heads
The Hell Class consists of only Demons- whereas every other being on this list can be both Non-Human or Demon, these are exclusively Demonkind. These are quite a wide variety, all damned souls condemned to Hell.
+ Coniungo + Emotion Demons + Incubi and Succubi + The Bound + The Sightless + The Warborn + Zodiac Demons
The differences between Demons and Non-Humans are a little difficult to see, however, there is one major difference. Demons are based in Hell, whereas Non-Humans are based, well, anywhere except Hell.
Demons, upon death, return to Hell to recover. The only exception to this is when killed by another Demon, killed in Hell, or killed by a holy weapon. Demons are incredibly versatile creatures that can come in all shapes and sizes. Their souls are in Hell, regardless of where their body goes. They can be considered different to Non-Humans due to this unbreakable linkage to Hell and other Demons.
Non-Humans on the other hand have no link to Hell. They die if killed in any way, and their souls stay in their bodies wherever they go just like humans do. Human 'Demons', like Witches, are in this category due to being on the edge of both Humans and Demons due to the likelihood of them using Demon blood as a catalyst, along with their magical powers elevating them above normal humans.
The major difference is the link to Hell. A Kasha that has died and come back from Hell is a Demon; a Kasha that is alive and well, and has no link to Hell, is considered a Non-Human.
E Rank: The weakest and are usually just pawns for higher up monsters. These are the lackeys, btw. D Rank: Fairly powerful, and usually capable of independent thought, but they're usually still forced to serve a higher power. C Rank: Demons that are almost able to be Demon Lords, but they either have a major weakness, or they're just not strong enough. Still kinda lackeys. B Rank: These would be the weaker Demon Lords and the Children, until they unlock their full potential, of course, then they'd probably go up to A Rank or such, maybe even S Rank. A Rank: These are the majority of the Demon Lords. Mostly fairly powerful, but can still be killed with a fair amount of difficulty. S Rank: Stronger Demon Lords that the WDL, and the world, knows are a massive threat. The Council are still a ton stronger than an S Rank, so they're still able to order the rest of Hell around. SS Rank: Yep, the Council, such as Illusion. Also, the Horsemen are here too, except they're disguising themselves as weaker for now. Consider the Council the most powerful and prominent Demon Lords. EX Rank: The strongest of the members of the Demonic Council. Plain and simple, some of the strongest Demons in Hell. Z Rank: Above even the Council, these Demons are revered for their power, ingenuity, and the terror their mere presence brings, and are often even worshipped by those of.. less power. Far above the Council, but not quite at the level of the Devil itself, the most common title for Z Rank Demons is 'Demon Gods'. Only spoken of in hushed whispers, feared that speaking their names will summon them from the depths they vanished to, even most Demon Lords hesitate whenever these beings are concerned. Z Rank Demons are feared, and are so powerful that even the Devil may get a tad worried of their involvement. X Rank: Demons that the WDL know are the most dangerous beings ever to grace the mortal realm, and we all know who this is. There's only usually ever one X Demon, just like the Archknight, and it's obviously the Devil this time around.
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The Warriors of Divine Light (WDL): A militarised holy group that exists internationally, with their main base of operations being in a newly renovated military base just outside of Vatican City in Rome. The WDL is comprised almost exclusively of humans. Their soldiers are known as 'Exorcists'- Priests and warriors specialised in the purification of evil and the combating of Demonic entities.
Desperado: The second organisation, and, for now, a mystery, Desperado is a private military contractor that specialises in Supernatural threats. According to certain reports, they employ both Humans and Non-Humans- in some cases they even employ non-malicious Demons.
The Mirage Orchestra: The 'morally good Mage association'. They're primarily involved with keeping the Human and Supernatural worlds separate, the storage of information that pertains to certain events, cleaning up after Magickal accidents and outbreaks and generally making sure the regular populace doesn't ever interact with the Magickal World. Unrelated to exorcism-centered mages.
The Horrendum Sanctaris: The polar opposite to the MO- a haven for morally skewed Mages that are in constant pursuit of power and knowledge far beyond the moral event horizon, these Mages are considered the 'evil mages' by the majority of the Magickal World and are thus persecuted greatly. However, it's also a haven for those who're shoehorned into the 'evil' side because of their standing- people born with innate skills with the darker aspects of Magecraft are often forced to join the Horrendum Sanctaris or be killed. Unrelated to exorcism-centered mages.
Special weapons borne from special circumstances, divided into four categories.
Demon Weapons are those created by Demons or filled with the souls of Demons, and are always sentient beings.
Divine Weapons are those blessed by the Heavens, although usually they're not sentient- an exception to this is the sentient blade Excalibur.
Cursed Weapons are those imbued with the soul of a regular human or a ghost- therefore allowing them to harm Ghosts and other beings that live in between dimensions.
Excalibur is the only Magic Weapon that the Warriors of Divine Light is against destroying, since it belongs to the current Archknight. Excalibur is able to drain power from it's foes with such speed that even A Rank Demons and under won't be able to fight within less than a minute, but the one flaw that this blade has is when it is separated from it's master, the powers cease and the drainage reverses, giving back power to its opponents.
The Cursed Scythe has no known name, but rumor has it that the soul of an extremely powerful witch or other being had cursed the Scythe, trapping their soul into it and becoming one with it, shedding curse and dismay upon the weak willed who wielded it. Unfortunately, the Warriors of Divine Light weren't able to gain the Scythe or destroy it, as a prominent Phoenikoi was gathering special weapons for an unknown purpose- this Scythe being amongst those they gathered.
It is said that when one wields this Scythe, they become a puppet of madness itself, although this is supposed to be nothing but a rumor.
The first conflict that brought together all races.
Cause -
+ The Demon Lord of Despair developed the technique known as 'absolute devouring'- essentially allowing him to devour every aspect of a being as well as their soul. This caused him to rocket to an equal power level to that of other Demon Gods, becoming a massive threat- he then began to wage war on every race in existence.
Results -
+ Demon Lord/God of Despair Artaius Amalura was slain in the ensuing war. His remains were tossed into the deepest, darkest pits of Hell and there was an extensive hunt to remove his name (name only) from any and all records.
+ The Mirage Orchestra provided clean-up services, effectively containing knowledge of the war to the supernatural community alone.
+ The Demon God of Wrath, known as both Satan and Devi LeRouge, performed a coup d'etat against the other Demon Gods with the united races- resulting in their massacre and his current stature as the only X Rank Demon in the world. Leviathan was spared from this attack due to being sealed and effectively harmless in Devi's eyes.
+ Propaganda was spread that every Demon God had perished, however it's fairly well-known that some survived, such as Asmodeus.
+ Devi himself was sealed away against his will in a following betrayal that was orchestrated by the Angels and Reapers to force Hell into becoming a much weaker power- Humans and Non-Humans also assisted in his sealing. He swore that one day he'd escape and kill everyone who'd opposed him and sealed him.
+ The Demon Council was created to keep Hell from having another resurgence of Despair and to serve as a power balance with the sudden void from the mass-murder of the former Demon Gods.
+ A prominent Phoenix rose to power and formed an organisation devoted to stopping the art of 'absolute devouring' from appearing again- a safeguard against a war like this occurring ever again.
Prominent Figures -
+ Artaius Amalura, former Demon Lord/Demon God of Despair.
+ Devi LeRouge, otherwise known as Satan, the Demon God of Wrath and current Devil.
+ Walpurgis, senior member of the Mirage Orchestra who assisted with clean-ups and also provided combat assistance.
+ Asmodeus, former Demon God of Lust was the most prevalent of the Demon Gods bar Devi and Artaius.
+ Blackflame Kamui, leader of a coalition of humans and non-human forces alongside his personal unit.
+ Metatron, the Voice of God and leader of the Angel forces.
+ Luria Delaine, right hand to Devi LeRouge, whom after the war became the current Succubus Queen.
+ Mira Sanzu, leader of the Reaper forces.
+ Eine Minerva, commander of the Human forces in the Human-Non-Human coalition.
+ Rinne Lucalia, a member of Desperado and commander of their forces in Kamui's absence.
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Make sure to read the 0th post since it has the most information and stuff. It gets automatically hidden for me so I'm not sure if it is for you guys but it's just above this one.
Finally moved the Interest Check over to Casual like it should've been. It's here so feel free to toss your applications in over there since that's where it'll be from now on~ I decided to post again instead of editing to notify properly and yeah whOO
"Another time, another place. The same path walked, but a different ending written. Do you see through to the end as I do, Darling?"
12/12/2012. Sunset. Vatican City, Rome.
The cataclysmic event known as 'The End of the World' has begun. The Vatican scrambled their forces, gathered their priests and began a mass prayer to God above to save their souls.
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And yet, nothing happened. All was quiet. All was still. The Earth didn't rupture and explode. The sky didn't spew fire and magma down upon the planet. No dragons ripped their way through a hole in reality and tore it apart with their gnashing jaws.
The priests celebrated, the denizens of the Vatican cheered. They'd survived the Apocalypse, they'd survived the End of the World.
Their joy was cut short when, upon reporting the news to the Pope, a group of men found only his twisted, mangled corpse sitting in his bedroom, organs splayed around the room like he was a prostitute in London a few decades ago. Along with the defiled cadaver of the Holy Pope, a letter was found, written in what was presumably his own blood.
"Your celebration is false. The Seven are coming. They have been chosen by Satan himself to save the world from your False God. The Seven Children of Satan will destroy all that oppose them and bring destruction upon your wretched faith. Humanity's time is coming to an end."
Gritting his teeth and crumpling the paper in his armoured grip, a man in his late twenties stared out the open window of the bedroom as people around him panicked, vomited and screamed. Perched upon a rooftop a few buildings away crouched a dark figure, surrounded by feathers and darkness. It expanded its wings and stood up, easily towering above the man who stared it in the eyes. Arthur Evangelion tossed the note to the floor and rushed over to the window, leaping out of it and, feeling his boot slam into the windowsill as he cleared it, he shot forward with a burst of magickal energy that rocketed him through the air like a human-shaped bullet. The thing's black face split apart and jagged white teeth glinted in the light of the setting sun. The wings from its back unfurled fully, exposing the awfully human form they'd been concealing. The black, feathery skin turned to a dark shade of brown- tanned from long hours in the sun. Two blue eyes, icy and sharp, sat in the Demon's face. Arthur landed on one roof, shooting himself from building to building with the ease of a man who'd done it thousands of times. After all, he had.
Gripping the blade at his side, he leaped one last time to land on the building beside the monster. As his foot touched the tiling he gripped the hilt of his blade and yanked it free with a slash that carried the entirety of his momentum with it. Narrowing his eyes, he skidded to a stop just in time. The edge of his sword was pressed against the creature's throat. A long, sharp, thin blade protruded from somewhere inside the beast's right wing, pressing against his face. He felt the tip of the needle-like weapon pressing against the eyelid he'd barely managed to shut in time, a tiny trickle of blood beginning to wet his skin. The man before him smiled widely, the same sharp fangs filling his mouth just as they had before.
"Almost." "There will be no more deaths this day." "I would certainly hope not, Sir Arthur." "Why did you come here?" "To deliver a message." "And?" "To set something in motion." "Those children?" "Perhaps." Cursing under his breath, Arthur lowered his sword and stepped back. If he'd moved an inch closer, he'd have lost his eye and stepped directly into the field of ice the creature had generated below their feet. On top of that, he swore he'd seen electricity crackling between the Demon's fingers.
"Reaver. A pleasure to meet you." "There is no time for pleasantries now." "I will be taking my leave, Arthur, but we will meet again. Trust me." "I trust no monster in human skin."
With a curt bow, the Demon spun on its heels and walked away, vanishing into a flock of crows that soared through the sky and off into the distance. "That explains the entrance." Turning back to the open window, Arthur let out a long sigh as he slid his blade neatly back into his sheath. He'd known this would happen, that something was coming. His intuition was never wrong. He hadn't lived this long in a world full of child-eating demons and murderous monsters by being stupid. The Pope, however, didn't believe him when he demanded that he seek shelter. "God will protect me", he'd said. Arthur shot back over to the room rooftop by rooftop. God didn't keep his end of the deal, apparently.
12/12/2013 Unknown. Vatican City, Rome. Headquarters of the Warriors of Divine Light.
So much had happened in a year, and Arthur was in a daze for most of it. A replacement Pope was voted on- himself. As a veteran Exorcist and one of the closest confidants to the Pope, Arthur was the perfect choice. An exemplary man of talent, knowledge and undeniable power, he was the perfect man to become the Archknight- head of the Exorcists of the Warriors of Divine Light. On top of that, the sword in the stone had glowed for him, and thus he was ascended.
Arthur stared at the paper in his hand. The sensors had detected several temporary signatures at once, all spaced out along the globe. It was so quick, so brief, they'd barely managed to snag a few of them. But they'd finally done it. Arthur sat in his chair, a soft sigh leaving his lips. "How many?" "Seven, as they said." "I want them all collected at once so as to minimize time they could attempt to leave while waiting.. and to lessen the possibility they could cause trouble. Send several units. I have a feeling we're not the only ones looking for them." It was hilarious in hindsight how easily they'd been able to find the 'Seven'. They were average people living average lives. A young man living with his roommate in New York, a young, harmless teenage girl, even one of their very own members of the Warriors of Divine Light. Three of the Seven Children of the Devil.
Four more had just been found.
With footsteps coming up beside him just as the door shut and the soldier departed with his orders, two pale hands covered Arthur's eyes. Letting out a soft "Guess who?" the voice was practically dripping with enthusiasm. And something else. "I see you've woken up, Illusion." "Of course. A lady always wakes late to have as much beauty sleep as possible." "You sleep too much." "Are you calling me beautiful?" "I'm calling you obscenely lazy." "Owie, that hurt my feelings!" "Please. Your preparations?" "Almost donesies, of course. I never fail to deliver!" "That is one of your few good qualities." "Owie! I'm actually upset!" The hands slid away from his eyes, but the vision in his left eye stayed dark. The eyepatch that sat neatly over his eye had taken a little bit of time to adjust to, but he was happy he'd gotten the surgery done. Slipping around from the back of the chair, the petite form of Illusion moved into view with a movement that was almost snake-like. Her crimson eyes slid over the man's body with an amusement that betrayed her true nature. She was a monster in the body of a little girl. Although it wasn't like she hid it. Her pale skin reflected the light and her too-red lips opened as she continued to speak. Her vampiric fangs glinted in the light. "How're you enjoying your new throne, King Arthur?" "I didn't take it out of choice-" "-but out of necessity, blah blah, of course. How're you enjoying it, though?" Letting out a soft sigh and reaching up to rub his forehead, the man shook his head. Looking up, however, the little girl had vanished. "It's far more trouble than it's worth." "Ha, of course. With great power comes great responsibility, or something like that. I'll see you later, King Arthur. I have a lunch date with our favourite researcher in twenty minutes."
Arthur slowly stood from his seat, glancing down at the new blade in his sheath at his hip. "Let's hope we can stop the world from being destroyed, Excalibur." He tapped the blade gently, and it flashed for the briefest of moments as if responding. He left the room quickly, attending a meeting of the fellow Council Members.
"Well, well, well.. It seems like things are starting to roll into motion.. Isn't that right, Devil?"
Hi hi welcome to this Interest Check and let me know if you're interested! This is still a WIP- I've got plenty of stuff to share but I'm currently in the process of moving it and revamping it so for now this is just a general thing. Essentially the premise of this roleplay is that in the year 2012 an ultimatum from the Devil himself was given to the most holy of men. Along with an assassination of said man.
Seven random people who've lived (mostly) perfectly normal lives up until this point are suddenly marked as 'The Devil's Children' and begin to exhibit unnatural powers. These spots are open but some are taken since people I know are joining this roleplay. However, roles aren't limited to just those characters. It's a lot easier if you ask questions if you're interested, so feel free to DM me or anything with questions you have and stuff- I promise the information will be available soon enough~
I started this roleplay up on another site a while ago and made a rerun a little more recently, but I'm retrying on Guild now because.. ... I'm overly attached to the story and want it to not die again yeah.
Please note; If you join this roleplay, don't randomly leave. If you have to leave or back off for a bit, let me know beforehand so we can figure something out. The last run died because people randomly vanished and I don't want that to happen again. It makes me legitimately angry so pls no.
P.S: I didn't mean to write all that stuff pls send help
This is a placeholder, not gonna lie. Small Group + Large Group tags are dependent on the amount of people that join, honestly.
So the basis of the story is that a group of Seven Children- creatively known as the Seven Children- were chosen by the Devil to bring about the end of the world. These people aren't related by any means, can live anywhere on the planet, and are all likely to have never, ever met- although if you want to have some pre-existing history between characters then that's fine by me! These are normal people living normal lives who suddenly found themselves dragged into a nightmare. The only similarity they have is their latent ability to use Magick- either naturally or given to the via the Devil's Blood, something I'll elaborate on in the future. Or maybe not. Honestly, who they are depends on the writer so feel free to experiment as long as it's within reasonable boundaries. The Children's Demonic blood was awakened by one simple thing- each and every one of them has an encounter with a Supernatural entity which activates the blood in their veins. This sets off the WDL's alarm and notifies them of where the person had their blood activated.
There are three races in this universe- Humans, Non-Humans and Demons. Humans are, well, Humans. Non-Humans is the umbrella term for different types of Supernatural Beings- these can range from almost anything you'd want them to be. Demons are the souls of beings that were killed and went to Hell, thus being tied to the realm for eternity. They're able to be any race- Human or Non-Human- and have their own types independent of those categories.
The two major organisations are the Warriors of Divine Light- a militarised holy group stationed worldwide with their main base of operations being a newly renovated military base just outside Vatican City in Rome. They're comprised of almost exclusively humans and their soldiers are called 'Exorcists'- priests and warriors specialised in the purification of evil and the combat of Demonic entities.
Desperado: The second organisation, and, for now, a mystery, Desperado is a private military contractor that specialises in Supernatural threats.
The Mirage Orchestra: The 'morally good Mage' association. They're primarily involved with keeping the Human and Supernatural worlds separate, the storage of information that pertains to certain events, cleaning up after Magickal accidents and outbreaks and generally making sure the regular populace doesn't ever interact with the Magickal World. Unrelated to exorcism-centered mages.
The Horrendum Sanctaris: The polar opposite to the MO- a haven for morally skewed Mages that are in constant pursuit of power and knowledge far beyond the moral event horizon, these Mages are considered the 'evil mages' by the majority of the Magickal World and are thus persecuted greatly. However, it's also a haven for those who're shoehorned into the 'evil' side because of their standing- people born with innate skills with the darker aspects of Magecraft are often forced to join the Horrendum Sanctaris or be killed. Unrelated to exorcism-centered mages.
Keep in mind that roles in the other organisations are available but for the start of the story we’ll be focusing on the Children’s time at the WDL. Since this is just an Interest Check there’s a lot of information missing, so feel free to DM me if you’re interested in knowing anything else!
Originally this was posted in Advanced but I've moved it to Casual instead. Just thought I'd let you guys know that, don't know why, I just feel like I'm obligated to tell.
My apologies for such a delayed response! I've been super busy with the end of the year celebrations so I haven't actually been able to pop up on the site for a while or work on stuff haha. I'll be remaking the Interest Check and moving it over to the Casual section after doing some thinking- I'll edit this with the link when it's up if you guys are still interested!
Hope you guys had happy holidays and a happy New Year!
"Another time, another place. The same path walked, but a different ending written. Do you see through to the end as I do, Darling?"
12/12/2012. Sunset. Vatican City, Rome.
The cataclysmic event known as 'The End of the World' has begun. The Vatican scrambled their forces, gathered their priests and began a mass prayer to God above to save their souls.
...
And yet, nothing happened. All was quiet. All was still. The Earth didn't rupture and explode. The sky didn't spew fire and magma down upon the planet. No dragons ripped their way through a hole in reality and tore it apart with their gnashing jaws.
The priests celebrated, the denizens of the Vatican cheered. They'd survived the Apocalypse, they'd survived the End of the World.
Their joy was cut short when, upon reporting the news to the Pope, a group of men found only his twisted, mangled corpse sitting in his bedroom, organs splayed around the room like he was a prostitute in London a few decades ago. Along with the defiled cadaver of the Holy Pope, a letter was found, written in what was presumably his own blood.
"Your celebration is false. The Seven are coming. They have been chosen by Satan himself to save the world from your False God. The Seven Children of Satan will destroy all that oppose them and bring destruction upon your wretched faith. Humanity's time is coming to an end."
Gritting his teeth and crumpling the paper in his armoured grip, a man in his late twenties stared out the open window of the bedroom as people around him panicked, vomited and screamed. Perched upon a rooftop a few buildings away crouched a dark figure, surrounded by feathers and darkness. It expanded its wings and stood up, easily towering above the man who stared it in the eyes. Arthur Evangelion tossed the note to the floor and rushed over to the window, leaping out of it and, feeling his boot slam into the windowsill as he cleared it, he shot forward with a burst of magickal energy that rocketed him through the air like a human-shaped bullet. The thing's black face split apart and jagged white teeth glinted in the light of the setting sun. The wings from its back unfurled fully, exposing the awfully human form they'd been concealing. The black, feathery skin turned to a dark shade of brown- tanned from long hours in the sun. Two blue eyes, icy and sharp, sat in the Demon's face. Arthur landed on one roof, shooting himself from building to building with the ease of a man who'd done it thousands of times. After all, he had.
Gripping the blade at his side, he leaped one last time to land on the building beside the monster. As his foot touched the tiling he gripped the hilt of his blade and yanked it free with a slash that carried the entirety of his momentum with it. Narrowing his eyes, he skidded to a stop just in time. The edge of his sword was pressed against the creature's throat. A long, sharp, thin blade protruded from somewhere inside the beast's right wing, pressing against his face. He felt the tip of the needle-like weapon pressing against the eyelid he'd barely managed to shut in time, a tiny trickle of blood beginning to wet his skin. The man before him smiled widely, the same sharp fangs filling his mouth just as they had before.
"Almost." "There will be no more deaths this day." "I would certainly hope not, Sir Arthur." "Why did you come here?" "To deliver a message." "And?" "To set something in motion." "Those children?" "Perhaps." Cursing under his breath, Arthur lowered his sword and stepped back. If he'd moved an inch closer, he'd have lost his eye and stepped directly into the field of ice the creature had generated below their feet. On top of that, he swore he'd seen electricity crackling between the Demon's fingers.
"Reaver. A pleasure to meet you." "There is no time for pleasantries now." "I will be taking my leave, Arthur, but we will meet again. Trust me." "I trust no monster in human skin."
With a curt bow, the Demon spun on its heels and walked away, vanishing into a flock of crows that soared through the sky and off into the distance. "That explains the entrance." Turning back to the open window, Arthur let out a long sigh as he slid his blade neatly back into his sheath. He'd known this would happen, that something was coming. His intuition was never wrong. He hadn't lived this long in a world full of child-eating demons and murderous monsters by being stupid. The Pope, however, didn't believe him when he demanded that he seek shelter. "God will protect me", he'd said. Arthur shot back over to the room rooftop by rooftop. God didn't keep his end of the deal, apparently.
12/12/2013 Unknown. Vatican City, Rome. Headquarters of the Warriors of Divine Light.
So much had happened in a year, and Arthur was in a daze for most of it. A replacement Pope was voted on- himself. As a veteran Exorcist and one of the closest confidants to the Pope, Arthur was the perfect choice. An exemplary man of talent, knowledge and undeniable power, he was the perfect man to become the Archknight- head of the Exorcists of the Warriors of Divine Light. On top of that, the sword in the stone had glowed for him, and thus he was ascended.
Arthur stared at the paper in his hand. The sensors had detected several temporary signatures at once, all spaced out along the globe. It was so quick, so brief, they'd barely managed to snag a few of them. But they'd finally done it. Arthur sat in his chair, a soft sigh leaving his lips. "How many?" "Seven, as they said." "I want them all collected at once so as to minimize time they could attempt to leave while waiting.. and to lessen the possibility they could cause trouble. Send several units. I have a feeling we're not the only ones looking for them." It was hilarious in hindsight how easily they'd been able to find the 'Seven'. They were average people living average lives. A young man living with his roommate in New York, a young, harmless teenage girl, even one of their very own members of the Warriors of Divine Light. Three of the Seven Children of the Devil.
Four more had just been found.
With footsteps coming up beside him just as the door shut and the soldier departed with his orders, two pale hands covered Arthur's eyes. Letting out a soft "Guess who?" the voice was practically dripping with enthusiasm. And something else. "I see you've woken up, Illusion." "Of course. A lady always wakes late to have as much beauty sleep as possible." "You sleep too much." "Are you calling me beautiful?" "I'm calling you obscenely lazy." "Owie, that hurt my feelings!" "Please. Your preparations?" "Almost donesies, of course. I never fail to deliver!" "That is one of your few good qualities." "Owie! I'm actually upset!" The hands slid away from his eyes, but the vision in his left eye stayed dark. The eyepatch that sat neatly over his eye had taken a little bit of time to adjust to, but he was happy he'd gotten the surgery done. Slipping around from the back of the chair, the petite form of Illusion moved into view with a movement that was almost snake-like. Her crimson eyes slid over the man's body with an amusement that betrayed her true nature. She was a monster in the body of a little girl. Although it wasn't like she hid it. Her pale skin reflected the light and her too-red lips opened as she continued to speak. Her vampiric fangs glinted in the light. "How're you enjoying your new throne, King Arthur?" "I didn't take it out of choice-" "-but out of necessity, blah blah, of course. How're you enjoying it, though?" Letting out a soft sigh and reaching up to rub his forehead, the man shook his head. Looking up, however, the little girl had vanished. "It's far more trouble than it's worth." "Ha, of course. With great power comes great responsibility, ore something like that. I'll see you later, King Arthur. I have a lunch date with our favourite researcher in twenty minutes."
Arthur slowly stood from his seat, glancing down at the new blade in his sheath at his hip. "Let's hope we can stop the world from being destroyed, Excalibur." He tapped the blade gently, and it flashed for the briefest of moments as if responding. He left the room quickly, attending a meeting of the fellow Council Members.
"Well, well, well.. It seems like things are starting to roll into motion.. Isn't that right, Devil?"
Hi hi welcome to this Interest Check and let me know if you're interested! This is still a wip- I've got plenty of stuff to share but I'm currently in the process of moving it and revamping it so for now this is just a general thing. Essentially the premise of this roleplay is that in the year 2012 an ultimatum from the Devil himself was given to the most holy of men. Along with an assassination of said man.
Seven random people who've lived perfectly normal lives up until this point are suddenly marked as 'the Devil's Children' and begin to exhibit unnatural powers. These spots are open but some are taken since people I know are joining this roleplay. However, roles aren't limited to just those characters. It's a lot easier if you ask questions if you're interested, so feel free to DM me or anything with questions you have and stuff- I promise the information will be available soon enough~
I started this roleplay up on another site a while ago and made a rerun a little more recently, but I'm retrying on Guild now because.. ... I'm overly attached to the story and want it to not die again yeah.
Please note; If you join this roleplay, don't randomly leave. If you have to leave or back off for a bit, let me know beforehand so we can figure something out. The last run died because people randomly vanished and I don't want that to happen again. It makes me legitimately angry so pls no.
P.S: I didn't mean to write all that stuff pls send help
This is a placeholder, not gonna lie. Small Group + Large Group tags are dependent on the amount of people that join, honestly. Casual and Advanced tags because, really, I don't want to make people miss out because they feel like they can't keep up. Am I a nice cool kid yet???
There's tags I wanted to add but the tag limit wouldn't let me and I'm salty about it.
I'm gonna submit this now and go to bed because it's 1 am and please send help
EDIT: changed some tags around becAUSE ECHO IS A NERD
Amity's ears rang. Somehow she'd ended up on the floor. The entire building was.. on fire..? When did that even happen...?
Right. An explosion. The others had charged in behind her.. but they were gone now? It had thrown her across the room, and she'd slammed into a large piece of sharp.. something. No. Looking down at her stomach, Amity noticed the giant piece of metal piercing through her gut. It was something from the kitchen, she figured, something that had exploded and shot conveniently towards her. It hurt.
Of course it hurt, Amity, it was a giant piece of metal jutting from your stomach. Gritting her teeth and pulling herself upwards, Amity let out a pained yelp as she fell forward. The skin on her back was practically melted. Flames burned brightly around her, the entire house lit up like a fireworks exhibit. Amity felt the heat, sweating from it, her eyes watering and sizzling a little in their sockets.
It. Hurt. It. Really. Fucking. Hurt. Amity reached forward, grabbing the floor and jamming her burnt fingers into it to rip herself across the ground. The kitchen had been the epicenter of the blast. That's why she'd taken a hit. Several hits, actually, but she barely noticed. Her lungs burned as she breathed in flames, choking herself on the heat. That's it. Get as much pain as possible. Fill yourself with it.
That Jotun is your kill. No matter how much pain you feel. No matter how much agony you're in. No matter if your body is breaking apart. That Jotun is your kill.
Gritting her teeth, Amity let the pain mix with the anger. With a scream that built up in her burning lungs as she staggered to her feet, a monstrous scream ripped itself from her vocal cords and filled the air louder than the crackling of the fire. She took a step, numb to everything except the pain, and then took another. Her leg snapped as the fracture it had sustained from the blast turned into a break, but Amity simply roared and stomped hard on the floor, rocking the entire building and forcing herself to move. Unfortunately, the bone now jutted out from her shin like a spike.
Another step, another, Amity heaved and panted like an animal. Her entire body was now coated in flames. She was blinded by rage. Also by fire, but that's not relevant to her.
Where was the Jotun?!
Amity noticed her sword on the floor beside her and she grabbed it, letting out a pained noise like that of an injured animal as the searing metal branded itself on her palm. She gripped it tightly. The hilt crunched under her grip, snapping from the immense force.
Amity's healing was fighting off the flames, her body constantly burning and healing and burning again and again in an endless, painful cycle. She sniffed. She smelled the Jotun, saw where it had evacuated the burning house. She tossed her sword through the hole, watching it slam into the Jotun's palm and sink deep into the ground below it, effectively pinning the thing to the floor. Amity quickly did a self-check. It didn't look good. Left leg, broken. Spine, injured. Left arm, shattered in several places. Face, burned and scarred and still twisted with animosity. The pain was almost overwhelming.
She could work with these odds.
Amity leaped.
She crashed through the same hole the Jotun did, slamming into the ground still ablaze and pulling herself to her feet. Her body, still ablaze, glowed a bright red that seemed utterly unnatural. The fire had burnt msot of her clothing right off, exposing her skin except in the place she'd prefer nobody else saw. Convenient. Like the Jotun, Amity's body was crisscrossed with lines but hers were of bright crimson that started from the Rune on her stomach and covered the rest of her form like cracks that bled scarlet light. The Berserker took a quick look around and snarled, launching herself at the Jotun as it swiped at Oren and tackling it away from her. Amity rolled, eventually managing to grab the Jotun's throat and slam it into the ground beneath her. Gritting her teeth tightly, Amity pulled back with inhuman speed and slammed her clenched, bloody fist into the Jotun's nose with enough force to push it's skull back into the concrete below it and shatter the ground it hit. She lifted her fist again, slamming the Jotun's face full of rage-fulled punches and strangling it at the same time. Taking a moment to stop, the shockwave wind from her punches having essentially put the fire engulfing her out, Amity leaped away and grabbed the Jotun's leg at the same time, yanking it through the air and over her head to slam it face-first into the concrete. Her hands sizzled painfully as she clutched the thing's burning limb, pulling it back over her head and slamming it into the concrete again. The ground shattered below it with each throw and Amity grinned savagely.
She slammed the Jotun into the floor again, its body still billowing with flames before she let go of the Jotun's leg and stood up, savagely stomping on the thing's face over and over again, strong enough to push it into the ground below them. Panting hard, Amity reached down and pulled the piece of metal from her chest. It was slow at first, but she needed to act quickly.
She screamed as she wrenched the piece of metal from her stomach, blood splattering across the pavement and glowing slightly before dulling. Amity hurriedly slammed the piece of metal into the Jotun's own stomach, pushing down on it until it slid deep into the thing's body and stayed there. Stepping backwards, she felt her broken bones intruding upon her rage-filled consciousness and winced a little, the fire in her eyes dying just a little as she began to feel the effects of her body overexerting itself. This was probably the longest she'd fought a Jotun for- the fire had come out of absolutely nowhere for her and she'd never expected an Ice Giant to burn her clothes almost all off. First time for everything, she supposed.
Gritting her teeth, Amity lumbered away and sank to her knees, her body finally giving in on her. She was absolutely drained, the fire having chewed up the majority of her healing abilities and the broken bones were only just starting to repair themselves as she crouched there. She didn't know if the Jotun was dead or not, but she was sure she'd given the thing a good run for its money. Like nobody else probably could.
She bowed her head, panting hard and loud as she reached up and touched her face softly. The burns were already fading, which was good, but her Berserker rage was already leaving her. Swallowing painfully, Amity coughed up a bit of blood and wiped her mouth. "Go grab the thing, Oren.." Her voice was soft and gravelly, pained. She'd done her job. Now they just had to make sure the thing wasn't going to escape.
Kana listened to Gael idly, her eyes focused on the show down the road. Then there was a rather loud explosion. "That wouldn't be enough by far."
Watching Gael get giddy with excitement and probably hunger as well, Kana chuckled to herself a little. Taking the candy offered to her, Kana bit it apart and swallowed it- stick included. Her eyes were still trained on the show down down by the house.
"The real show starts now, little brother." The faintest of grins.
And then a burning monster lunged out of the house, got tripped over, took a swipe at a Rune, and then was promptly tackled and beaten up by yet another burning monster. Kana watched Amity toss the Jotun around like a ragdoll, screaming and roaring all the while. She'd been waiting to see the redhead's true colours in person. It was breathtaking how much of a monster she really was. "That one's mine, Niddy, so please don't eat her even if she absolutely reeks of sins, but yes, the entertainment was great." Kana giggled to herself, letting her oversized tongue flop out of her mouth and wiggle a little before she slurped it up, licked her lips slowly, and then slurped it into her mouth. Cracking her neck, Kana took a step away from the wall and narrowed her eyes. Something else smelled around here. Her eyes narrowed.
It smelled like.. dog? The scent was faint, very faint, but it was still there. Kana instinctively hated it. Part of her wanted to go check it out, but she wasn't sure if she'd be able to stop herself from spitting at whatever carried it. She hated dogs, you see. Clearing her throat, Kana watched the fun down the road die down before reaching over and ruffling Gael's hair energetically. "It's like an anime. I'm surprised nobody died. Oh, wait, plenty of people died. Ah, but if you die in the prologue, you mustn't be very important anyway, right? That's how anime works. Cheap deaths to pull on heartstrings or progress the plot. Shame this isn't an anime.. ... Is it..?!" Kana whirled around, trying to catch a camera watching them. She turned her head to look behind her.. and kept going like her name was Regan and she was trying to unnerve some priests. "I'd advise waiting a little while before going in to feed. There's a very keen-eyed person keeping watch over the site. They smell delicious, so I might eat them later, but for now I'm a good hero and I won't. For now. It all depends on if they increase my Affinity Bar to 100% before starting the final quest, y'know? Y'don't know? Nevermind then, buddy."
Grinning from ear to ear, Kana watched as her favourite human in the world kneeled on the floor and barely held onto consciousness. If she want in now.. Kana drooled a little, but reached up and wiped her mouth. Not just yet. But eventually.. She'd be delicious and Kana would enjoy her thoroughly.
[h2][b][color=#DB0000][u]A Beast of Many Names.[/u][/color][/b][/h2][color=#eebbbb]
+ You can call me whatever you want.
+ The Eldritch Being in my skull won't leave me alone unless I act like a walking meme.
+ Isn't it horrible, that you can forget something, then [i]remember[/i] that you've forgotten something?
+ Aren't you exhausted.
+ I feel as if I've become someone else entirely.
I remember how I used to be; what I used to be, and it feels as a dream. I search the cosmos for assurance, yet we find only cold silence.
Hearken the cries of those past selves you've absently abandoned; the bitter sting of nostalgia cuts deep indeed.
May my past self burn, and my new self be born from the Flame. Like a smash burger patty.
I can't be too serious when writing stuff here or people might think I've lost it. Baguette.[/color]
I am not the person I used to be. I'm lucky like that.
[h3][b][color=#DB0000][u]Active Bamboozles.[/u][/color][/b][/h3][color=#eebbbb]
+ Nothing. It's been dead and silent here for almost half a decade now.[/color]
[h3][b][color=#DB0000][u]Planned Bamboozles.[/u][/color][/b][/h3][color=#eebbbb]
+ Planning isn't my style any more.
+ Blackharbour remake?[/color]
[color=#212121]+ I am still a habitual liar.[/color]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-h2"><span class="bb-b"><font color="#db0000"><span class="bb-u">A Beast of Many Names.</span></font></span></div><font color="#eebbbb">+ You can call me whatever you want.<br>+ The Eldritch Being in my skull won't leave me alone unless I act like a walking meme.<br>+ Isn't it horrible, that you can forget something, then <span class="bb-i">remember</span> that you've forgotten something?<br>+ Aren't you exhausted.<br>+ I feel as if I've become someone else entirely.<br>I remember how I used to be; what I used to be, and it feels as a dream. I search the cosmos for assurance, yet we find only cold silence.<br>Hearken the cries of those past selves you've absently abandoned; the bitter sting of nostalgia cuts deep indeed.<br>May my past self burn, and my new self be born from the Flame. Like a smash burger patty.<br>I can't be too serious when writing stuff here or people might think I've lost it. Baguette.</font><br><br>I am not the person I used to be. I'm lucky like that.<br><br><div class="bb-h3"><span class="bb-b"><font color="#db0000"><span class="bb-u">Active Bamboozles.</span></font></span></div><font color="#eebbbb">+ Nothing. It's been dead and silent here for almost half a decade now.</font> <br><br><div class="bb-h3"><span class="bb-b"><font color="#db0000"><span class="bb-u">Planned Bamboozles.</span></font></span></div><font color="#eebbbb">+ Planning isn't my style any more.<br>+ Blackharbour remake?</font><br><font color="#212121">+ I am still a habitual liar.</font></div>
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