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Persona: The Rod of Asclepius

Okay so I'm open for any interactions. I don't have a specific character in mind yet though.

Demon Slayer: Era of Destruction

Done editing her stats. Lemme know what y'all think

@baraquiel

They seem a bit high for us just starting out. I too thought to make my character the young prodigy type but I believe your stats reflect those of a seasoned Pillar. But I think the GMs would do you better to weigh in on them.

Persona: The Rod of Asclepius

@Hero I'm deeply happy with the uniforms and smiling behind the computer screen lol

Persona: The Rod of Asclepius

Hopefully by tomorrow I'll have the uniforms up for people to gander at!

@Hero

Those uniforms though? cause I'm excited to see what we gonna be styling in

Demon Slayer: Era of Destruction

Heya! Hope you guys will like her! ^u^

Katsumi Takano

❈ SLAYER ❈

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❅ PILLAR OF HATE ❅

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@baraquiel

Our stats are identical though our fighting styles are different.

In my humble opinion I believe her strength and dexterity could be swapped. Her stamina could go down two stars and her defense rise by two (on account of the dance like movements and large blade). Or you could go an entirely different route, while its possible their stats are the same, its largely implausible that they would be. I'm no GM of course so take my advice with a grain of salt.

Persona: The Rod of Asclepius

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Stephen King had an accident and he had a quote about that accident on the internet. That quote resonated with Caelum deeply as he sat on his impregnated trunk reading it on his phone.

My accident really taught me just one thing: the only way to go on is to go on. To say ‘I can do this’ even when you know you can’t.

“So true,” he murmured, grazing the idea of setting aside his misfortune and moving on to his first year of high school. His uncle strode to the door, where his shoes were waiting. He slid on the worn white sneakers and spared Caelum a smile.

“You… Umm, you ready kiddo?”

Caelum found the ‘POWER OFF’ button on his phone and touched it, the screen smoothly turned black. “As ready as I’ll ever be uncle. Mom,” he paused, his Japanese flickering into English. “I just feel like I’m trying to forget, Ma. It sucks monkey balls.”

Jasper continued in his fluent Japanese; he took the language masterfully. “Forgetting is just the surface of your feelings kiddo. We’ll never forget her.” He stood to his feet, let Caelum out, and started locking up. “It feels that way now but believe me, its just because you’re young.”

Caelum yanked the handle of his trunk out and wheeled it to the trunk of Jasper’s small car. “Yeah,” he said in Japanese. “I believe you uncle…”

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Jasper watched him steadily with that same set burning dark eyes. Caelum had grown use to those orbs, so use to them that he strode up towards the dorm unperturbed. He reached the doors and gave his uncle a reassuring smile and wave, hoping to send him off with some form of confidence.

When Jasper’s tall form fell into his car, the engine thrummed, and the man’s hand (fleeting as a shadow) waved in return: Caelum slid inside.

Inside (out of view), he sighed deeply. He dug into his jeans and pulled out the crumpled, damped note he had jotted down. In the thick blue of a highlighter was written “VELVET ROOM?” He had looked it up when he awoke that morning and when concerns of last-minute packing had arisen he quickly wrote it down hoping to remember it later.

For some reason the note or rather the words had an odd pull to them. It took some effort for him to stuff the note back in his pocket. The rolling of his trunk following him down the hall. He was early he observed, seeing the emptiness occupied by stragglers or early-risers.

“I should find the receptionist." He aptly begun to wander off.

Persona: The Rod of Asclepius

You sense nothing...

Persona: The Rod of Asclepius

Year 1, just cause. I have no reason

Demon Slayer: Era of Destruction

❈ S L A Y E R ❈

》 𝖡𝖠𝖲𝖨𝖢𝖲: Angelo Sayer || 22 || Male

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"The future belongs to us, the dreamers!"

》 𝖠𝖯𝖯𝖤𝖠𝖱𝖠𝖭𝖢𝖤: 175 cm || 55 kg || blue eyes || white hair

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Angelo is an extremely fit individual. A man of shaggy white hair and pale skin, of shocking blue eyes and a playful countenance. He’s considered handsome by many, the boy-next-door type. He carries himself very loosely, far too carefree for a Slayer on the frontlines. Even still, it might just be the shape of his Nichirin’s guard that draws the most attention. A silver ring with lines drawn to the core. Much like a wagon wheel ‘cept one half is filled in with silver and etched with a finely depicted wolf giving it the final impression of a crescent moon. The handle is sky blue and its blade a pale white.

》 𝖯𝖤𝖱𝖲𝖮𝖭𝖠𝖫𝖨𝖳𝖸

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Typically lighthearted and good natured, Angelo presents himself as a somewhat cheeky and all-knowing sort of fellow. And if you call him out on it, he’d pout and sulk rather easily. Of course it's all jokes to him but not many are able to discern his falsehoods and truths; leading many to label him as fickle. Only he’s far more complex than that. He’s picked up ticks and quirks from his training. He carries palpable undertones of seeming distant while openly alluding to being very close to those around him. He’s adaptable to most situations (emotional or mental) and would just as quickly push someone away as he would pull them close. To a keen observer it would appear he guards his emotions tightly. That observer would be right.

》 𝖧𝖨𝖲𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖸

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Angelo’s life was exceptionally sobering in its early stages. His father was a retired Demon Hunter, educated in their ways and diligent in his duty to become stronger. His mother and younger sister were gentle by nature but valued family above all else. All was normal with the exception of his unusual training regimen. Brutal hikes up verdant mountains and extended survival trips in those same woods when time permitted were frequent. But best of all was the esoteric swordsmanship that was made to fit into his days (seven days a week for five hours straight everynight).

Though the dangers of demons were always prevalent and his father’s involvement with the Hunters were wide-spread, the topic seemed to go unspoken in the Sayer household. Despite that, with his training and skills steadily growing, it seemed almost guaranteed that Angelo would join the Demon Hunters. Like a thread drawn tight towards the horizon. He even had a chance to prove his medal against one; if only he had hold of a nichirin sword to finish the monster off. He was lucky dawn had approached and the sun had scared it off. His younger sister was particularly proud of his chance encounter.

She bragged about him to her school mates, standing proud and smug. And for the first time in a long time she leapt into his arms. It was nice to be a source of pride for her.

When he turned sixteen he left to join the Demon Hunters under the recommendation of his father. There he learned that his father was a skilled Water Breath user who had fallen out with the Western Branch over his heretical musing over Moon Breathing transcripts and scrolls.

Those worn scrolls, incomplete and inferior as they were, happened to be the foundation for Angelo’s current Moon Breathing techniques. Even a century later the tales of Kokushibo holds a terrible grasp over the style. A sinister grip that strangles one's tolerance for it. It was only a matter of time before the stigma fell upon him as well.

Luckily, Angelo was prodigious at his job. A skilled Slayer for his time and his Moon Breathing techniques were a gift and powerful asset. Most of all though, there was deep transcendental coldness about him when determined to kill. He’d made many reckless maneuvers to get his targets and his muscular structure seems flexible and limber enough to pull off those difficult snap-like movements. So was it such a wonder when the rumor of a Hashira having eyes for him started to circulate. Start to spread like a wildfire. ‘He’s to be made a successor.’

Some have commented that ‘It’s like he was born for killing Demons.’

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❅ PILLAR OF THE MOON ❅

❖ BREATH FORMS

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"The moon will always rival the sun."

» 𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖦𝖳𝖧	» 𝖲𝖴𝖯𝖯𝖮𝖱𝖳	» 𝖣𝖤𝖷𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖸	» 𝖣𝖤𝖥𝖤𝖭𝖲𝖤	» 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖬𝖨𝖭𝖠
★★★☆☆	★☆☆☆☆	★★★★★	★★☆☆☆	★★★☆☆

Moon Breathing expresses itself most potently in the form of various chaotic blades. They appear like spontaneous crescent moons along the arc of the user’s chosen technique. One’s mastery of this particular style is judged by the amount of control he or she might have over these seemingly random blades. Couple that with the extraordinary concentration and unearthly form it takes to perform the moves and Moon Breathing becomes more trouble than it's worth. Many have ushered it close to the legend of Sun Breathing, and since Angelo’s emergence have begun calling it nigh unbeatable one-on-one.

• FIRST FORM [DARK MOON - EVENING PALACE]: A single, near-instant draw of the sword is accompanied by a mass of chaotic blades. This deals great damage when done on a single opponent and light cuts when attempted on a crowd.
• SECOND FORM [PEARL FLOWERS MOONGAZING]: While not as fast or powerful as DARK MOON - EVENING PALACE this technique's strength is drawn forward from its relentlessness. Several strokes, multiplied by the chaos that is Moon Breathing barrages his opponent with gruesome precision.
• THIRD FORM [LOATHSOME MOON - CHAINS]: Two powerful strokes of the blade are made against the opponent, within these powerful strokes are the chaos blades; whittling away at his opponent's natural endurance and foretelling a false rhythm of the users making.

❖ 𝖬𝖴𝖲𝖨𝖢

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❖ PLAYLIST	❖ SONG
OPENING THEME	ALEX MOUKALA = "THE EDGE OF DAWN"
ENDING THEME	TUNECORE = "BROKEN KING"
BATTLE THEME	SHIRO SAGISU = "THE FINAL MAYHEM"

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Demon Slayer: Era of Destruction

@January I made that small change we talked about, it was a tiny procedure.