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Carry On My Wayward Son

Happy b-day ShadowReaper.

Team SRVO

Sorry ta hear, making the character right now, um do we have to make sure our names match with SRVO? That's one of the snags I'm hitting.

Carry On My Wayward Son

Sorry been doing yard work otherwise yeah I would've posted earlier. We're trying to get the house ship shape and not lose home owners insurance if they do a random inspection. Luckily no work today so I'll be able to post regularly today.

(Sidenote no one know's he's Caim, me stating that is his real name, I should put Demon Name gonna edit my sheet with that info.)

Carry On My Wayward Son

(Caim is his demonic name, no one would know it at this point)
Xavier got out of the Impala and growled that the damned thing had stalled again, they should just pick up another car, this one, other than being the car of some dead hunters, no matter how famous, was due to be scrapped. He walked with the group, scanning around and kept one hand on his sword at all times, the grip felt cool to his touch and he looked at the hotel, mentally saying hell no and just giving a bemused shake of his head walked into the lounge, unfastening the straps holding the sword on his back and resting it on a table. Xavier sighed, He realized the salt was a necessity for them, they needed protection from the demons that inhabited this area. Strong bastards they were, he touched the small pendant on his neck and looked at Chase and smiled

"Yeah this is paradise right?" He scoffs and let's go of the amulet feeling the familiar weight fall back onto his chest. He took off his leather jacket, the only luxury item he had at this moment, and set it on one of the cleaner chairs. His tee fitting decently on his frame as he surveyed the lounge and checked out the window. He knew he could use some refreshment and looked at the others. "We should see if they have anything salvageable here, bottled water or anything of the like." His Celtic accent faint as he didn't talk above a loud whisper but there, "Anybody else volunteering to go with me?" he asks the same smartass smirk on his face they've come to know that came with his swagger, and mannerisms.

Carry On My Wayward Son

the song lol I said in the int check I've never watched Supernatural, get the gist and understand a lot, but I've only seen the first episode.

Arisen

Corvain growled and picked up his armor, "I have to repair my armor." He says sitting down at another table and working on it. The noises from his tinkering loud inside the now quiet tavern. He was pissed now, he had hoped that the man was simply mad, that he was someone Corvain could figure out... and hopefully blow his brains out. Doesn't seem like it was going to be that easy, Zenov was a force outside of their understanding, and it seems the only way to have even the simplest understanding is to go to the central region and head to the shrines, hell maybe they'd somehow find some way to amplify their own powers and maybe even tech.

Carry On My Wayward Son

Haha Cynder your siggy is what I said in the int check lol.

Carry On My Wayward Son

Haha get the demon spy and rogue angel together that would be funny (and cliched I know) Anyway hope you all like him.

Carry On My Wayward Son

character

Demon Name: Caim/Cain

Assumed name: Xavier Dimitriaski

Age :looks 25

real age: unkown

Race: Demon

History: Caim was the progenitor of murder, as the human Cain he murdered his brother Abel and was the first human banished to hell for the deed. He was gifted with his demonic powers by Lucifer himself for his wondrous deed and made into a "noble" of hell, he has his own legions of demons and took the mission to spy on the humans himself, as one of Lucifer's best agents. He greatly altered his human appearance so as not to look like his old self, and is waiting patiently to join the hunters when he can. Caim knew that a lesser demon would get this wrong, getting caught by these hunters and thus making them aware of the fact Lucifer maybe worried about them. As an accomplished swordsman he made the spirit of Muramasa, a Japanese swordsmith long heralded as a demon blade forger in ancient japan craft him a perfect blade, one that would harm demons, angels, and humans alike. It was a simple task for the swordsmith as he was used by all of the noble demons and made the sword for Caim without hesitation. He had asked why Caim needed a sword to kill his own kind and cut the swordsmith's tongue out, he knew it would grow back but he felt pleased with the blades ease of use. He goes to earth to make contact with the group, he let's most of his powers be contained in a small necklace he wears, a simple piece of onyx held by a thrush's talon, so he would be too difficult to feel as a demon.

Role In the rp: Spy

Personality: Caim tends to act with an almost regal air most of the time in his demonic bird forms, as his "human" form he tends to still put on airs but he makes sure to act like a team player and good person. Being the first ever murderer he does have a taste for it, something he can not always kep in check, willing to kill to keep himself, and whoever he needs alive, safe.

Powers: Can change into a bird form as well as a birdman form, wings and all, as well as make animals do his bidding, namely birds, dogs and cattle.

Weakness: Being a man of regal tastes he tends to think less of others, which has been a part of his downfall many times. A bloodthirsty combatant which could get him into trouble with the others.

Weapons A katana forged by the spirit of Muramasa, as Masamune and Muramasa works can hardly be distinguished he says it's an ancient holy sword that came into his family's possession.

Pet: A pet Thrush, a blackbird that sends his messages back to Lucifer, he calls it Camus

Picture :

Crush No one at this point

Demonology on Caim

in Demonology: Of Cain, originator of murder, consigned to Hell by early Christian writers.

In demonology, Caim appears in Ars Goetia, the first part of Lesser Key of Solomon as a Great President of Hell, ruling over thirty legions of demons. Much detail is offered: he is a good disputer, gives men the understanding of the voices of birds, bullocks, dogs, and other creatures, and of the noise of the waters too, and gives true answers concerning things to come.

He is depicted in 19th and 20th century occultist illustrations as appearing in the form of the black bird called a thrush, but soon he changes his shape into a man that has a sharp sword in his hand. When answering questions he seems to stand on burning ashes or coals.

The title 'President' of Hell would suggest a parallel with the presiding officer of a college or convocation, which are the only pre-modern uses of the term. Other authors consider Caim a 'Prince' of Hell instead and depict him as a man wearing rich and elegant clothes, and the head and wings of a blackbird.

Demonological directories give an etymology from a supposed Latin word 'Chamos', 'Chamus', said to be a name given to Baal Peor, and possibly corrupted from Hebrew 'Chium', an epithet given to several Assyrian and Babylonian gods. Epigraphy does not confirm this etymology.

Second is Celtic tradition where he is seen in a less demonic light
In pre-Christian Celtic culture of Wales, Scotland and Ireland embodied in the Mabinogion, “Caim” was a protective spirit. The introduction of Christianity in these regions gave rise to the abandonment or demonisation of traditional Celtic and Druid spirits or their incorporation into early Celtic Christian worship. In the case of Caim, in Scotland “Caim” the Celtic protective spirit became “Caim” a prayer of protection,[1] In Wales, Caim became and continues to be to this day a commonplace first name for males which means amddiffynydd (Welsh: "defender")

Our Time has Come

Ah awesome, questions I've got all the answers. The Academy is your basic military academy where most if not all soldiers of the regime will be trained and taught. It's not necessarily mandatory to be there but if you want to join the ranks of the military you join. After your first year there you will be assessed and the top one hundred are brought into the Legion program, where they are further trained because they can actually deal with the higher amounts of stress and strain put onto the human body (if you've paled Mass Effect think N7 program). You join the schooling part of the Academy at a young age and the military part at the age of 16.

The utopia is a big brother is watching military run one, no crime in the upper cities where the wealthy live, food for the more important (namely in the upper cities), and they would say that there is no class separation but it's a farce as well, the people of the upper city stay there, and they look down upon the rest.

other jobs are government funded hackers, spies and the like (you could put them under military) there are mercenaries that aid both sides, although none would say they work for the resistance obviously less they want to be killed, most are normal jobs such as shop owners, standard businessmen. There are also information brokers, they tend to play both sides, but due to their importance in the world they are given not free reign to do so but most officials will not kill/arrest them unless the dealings are busted in on, and vice versa. Not to say there aren't any big time crimelords, as crime can run rampant anywhere, it's just they are in constant flux as the resistance has taken up residence in their turf and have not been able to get it back at all in the past twenty years. The resistance is full of mostly civilians trained by the few academy trained elite to survive after being listed as AWOL, their major base is in an older area of the vast city planet that has not been used for well over two centuries, there they found an underground bunker and hangar, it's also where they found the frigate, extremely loyal members of the rebels have stayed within the higher court of the regime, a type of senate that ultimately does nothing but mediate back to the Lord Marshal ( a band of forty puppets basically) the cityscape planet is split into districts with the only real named district being where everything starts, at the main academy inside the Albracht district, the rest are labeled 1-20. The overall population ranges in the trillions, hence why the cities are built upon each other, there is wildlife in the very depths of the world, but it's all become ferocious, sightless and just nasty due to the cities blocking out the sun from the lowest parts of the world.

The only ships that are being made at this point are mining ships, similar to Dead Space's world crackers only they crack gigantic asteroids and moons (well just like DS' world crackers then I guess) The only ship that has any decent weaponry is the Lord Marshal's own dreadnought which was built shortly after the war, others no doubt exist like in the one base the resistance has only it's more frigate sized. Now you may think well that should be enough to punch a hole in these so called barriers as they would no doubt have something akin to mass driver weaponry, same as the dreadnought but they pack no where near as powerful a punch.

alright here's what I have about the resistance

The Resistance: Okay first their symbol is the very opposite of the regime, it is of an open hand that is painted pure white, a symbol of freedom and purity (the open hand meaning that all are free, and the white purity, I know not very original but this is where I was still playing with ideas, the others sucked) They are a force that is fighting for the freedom that so many people crave but have never voiced against the regime. They are not equal in strength to the regime but in the lower and undercities they know every nook and cranny and use that to their advantage to wage an urban guerrilla war against the military. They dare not use their ship until they can break the barrier protecting the capital district, the generator is inside the "keep" if you will guarded by a small force of Faceless, and a large division of inquisitor and stormtrooper soldiers. The resistance has trained their forces to at least match the standard units of the regime, but if the generals or the faceless get involved they flee, only the few leaders the resistance has can defeat them and they are rarely seen outside of their safe bunker out in the urban wilderness far enough away from the capital, or in their field HQ that has so far eluded the regime due to thugs and resistance members alike. The criminals may not like the fact the Resistance took up residence in their territory but what they want would lead to one hell of a payday for the criminals if it succeeds.

You know here I thought I had everything pretty much thought out, I never realized how much another pair of eyes is needed when you try something this grand in scope. I've normally only handled smaller rps in fantasy settings, or even small scale Mass Effect rps (a sci fi game)