Touhoure

War of The Angelic Trio :: Revised

I wonder where everyone else went... Aye u_u~

Playground of the Rich ( OHSHC )

So like, Deadly Fairy, I've been given the honor to address you ( though forgive me for being so late! I'm such a mess, ehehe... ).There's just a few things that I'm going to be listing that will aid you in having acceptable profiles, that is if I may. You don't have to read this, but I would advise if you do so just so we can accept you and have you in our role-play~

> Honey would technically be in University. That was kind of something me and the GM realized while working on profiles, so it isn't much of an error at all actually! Simply just replaced "college" as "university". Small, simple, and good.
> He doesn't have much of personality written down. Don't get me wrong, it's still there, but to write a bit more on his character would be nice. Just in your own words.
> You could still include him as a Host Club member -- he would just be making a few visits now and then is all.

> Kioku time. Let's first start off that, well, why did she move to Hawaii? It never hurts to have a little bit of detail.
> A bit of spelling and grammar is off, along with run on sentences. Would you perhaps have a spell check on you? Or perhaps run it through a word document and see any corrections you can make solely based off of that.
> Since the current family business may only solely land you in D, I would recommend not making it only a flower shop, but a gardening supplies seller! I would be more sure about this, however the GM is not present and I have homework to do so... Nevertheless, to make the company seem a little more broader, try adding something like that. Perhaps it started off as a flowers-only company, then branched out to gardening supplies and owning many plots of land to plant and grow pretty flowers! Unless you're okay with being in class D. I assume you would like to be as high-top as you can, however.
> That's all I really got actually. This is just an extra, intimidating bullet. What a pretty bullet. Don't trust bullets.

War of The Angelic Trio :: Revised

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"He's such a handsome king! But has he not found a suitable queen yet?"
Valentine Raphael Regnier
He is twenty-five years old.
He is a simplistic human.
Currently the king of Raphael.
The only skill he has for battle is his swordsmanship.
Son of a legendary king, Valentine was destined by the people to become one of the greatest kings of Raphael. Such high expectations were placed upon him at a young age, when he was taught how to fight and make peace. He excelled in his speech skills and diplomacy, however his combative skills were inquired. It was very clear that he preferred peace above all other things. His attendance to many parties made him a beloved figure in the kingdom, talkative and intelligent to the men while charming to the women. His bright times of fun and youth would come to an end when his father passed, giving Valentine title to the throne. It's been many years since he took the chair and has prospered into a loved leader, though others insist that he is not assertive enough. That can be true due to his preference of peace over war, talking things out rather than going straight into battle. However, he is defensive and caring about the kingdom, unable to bear the suffering of his people. Though he holds a certain charm to him and enjoys bringing himself into the presence of ladies, he never keeps only permanently and for the most of three hours. Perhaps it's due to his sister or his lack of interest in an actual relationship, but the people can only speculate until time shows. Valentine enjoys taking care of his kingdom and making improvements while priding himself on his ability to keep things intact and holding peace meetings and parties. A charming and benevolent man, what he lacks with a blade he makes up with words.
The benevolent leader of Raphael comes off as a figure to adore, however he suffers from his own complications, especially for being a human. He doesn't see his own strength or power, especially when his sister surpasses him in a fencing quarrel, and hides himself among the people of his community. He enjoys talking to many people and discovering their stories. With a small smile and a hair-flip, he can be an instant hit among women -- or so he thinks. Though he remains strong with his charm, he knows that his sister often drives the ladies away, which he doesn't mind considering the fact that he wasn't committed anyways. While he enjoys the party life with socializing and flirting, he also enjoys the peace and serenity of his kingdom. As long as he feels at ease and balance he has nothing to complain about. He takes upon the duty of diplomacy and yet he can be found as very impatient, barely holding on to his formality through the need to carry a grand reputation. It is also best to keep him away from a battlefield, for he shows distress and can become very rash when being placed into battle. Enabled to make many missteps at front, it is very wise to keep him in the back. Other qualities to mention is that he is a very determined person when it comes to peace. He also seems to nickname anything close to him as for the while he attempts to keep the atmosphere light or neutral as oppose to tense and dismal.

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"He's been searching for someone that doesn't exist..."
Lance Desmond Nystrom
He's through twenty-one years of his life.
He is a blessed human.
A warrior to the kingdom of Gabriel.
Not only is he skilled with using pole-arms but he is blessed with eidetic memory.
Lance was destined to live the life of an average human, being raised within the small village in the Kingdom of Gabriel. He grew up with decent-waged parents and was the eldest among his siblings, naturally being protective over his younger brother and sister. All he ever trained in was his strength and will to fight, determined to make himself room in the army of Gabriel. He would describe his childhood as normal until he was eleven, when his family discovered a shocking truth: his younger sister was cursed by a demon. At first, he avoided her at all cost, but he soon acknowledge and discovered the cruelty she was receiving by the middle brother and parents. She was being beaten for something that wasn't her fault, though Lance was late to learn about this and even regrets taking part in hurting her. Even though the curse was upon her, it brought burden to Lance also, for he lost the majority of his friends due to the fear of him being cursed as well. This gave him a chance to practice his abilities within solidarity on a daily basis. Overtime, he would start sleeping on the streets as a way to disappear from the arguments in his household. One day at the age of thirteen however, he came back home to a destroyed home and signed ground. His father, now scarred with burns marks upon his arms, informs Lance that his sister was kidnapped and is bound not to return, though it was clear that his brother nor father wanted her back. He also discovered that his mother passed away, and the last thing they exchanged was a small argument about walking off by himself. Such things have sulked in Nystrom's mind for years as his father seemed to disapprove him. It soon came to Lance's attention that he had to escape this sort of situation, and with that, he escaped the the village in exchange for another at the age of fifteen with the small amount of money he received as a blacksmith. On his journey though, he encountered many strangers, one which happened to be an angel. When she allowed him to open up about his past, he ended up collapsing into her arms and crying upon her shoulder. The gentle angel, mother-like and kind, blessed the boy after hearing his story and his want to make up for his actions. She then traveled with him until they reached the closest town to the heart of Gabriel, where she gave him a silver bracelet with his sister's name engraved inside of it. Lance then travel to nearby towns, yet slowly turned to the military of Gabriel and enlisted as a lowly warrior. This would give him the chance to fulfill a lifelong dream, but do not think he's selfish that easily. He plans on using the constant moving as an advantage towards finding his sister, wherever she may be... However, his plans might change due to the declaration of war and recent events. He's afraid of being stuck stationed at home, which is the last thing he wants. Unsure on whether to give up on his search or his dream, Lance tries to remain confident that he will be able to explore and become closer to his sister, somewhere and somehow...
The boy's blue eyes can give a chilling, intimidating glare. There's no intention in doing this however, for it was something he picked up from his father. He does his best to carry himself as strong with a sense of formality, but reckless friends can easily pull him out of that state. He doesn't mind war or the sight of blood, but when it comes to children, he can't bring himself into harming them. Instead, he can be found caring for them and helping them find their parents, no matter who they are. Well, unless they attack -- but that's another story. This nature can also be stretched out to his friends, but he doesn't have many since he keeps such to and for himself and children. Lance also acknowledges his devoted quest towards his sister as something dangerous and unlikely to happen. He still keeps it as one of his long term goals because, well, he went this far! So why not further? This does split his loyalty between two parties and can make him an unreliable source to run to or depend upon. He can also become easily distracted from a simple task if it means of getting something more from it, such as finding his sister or jewelry to see in a shop.Many may ask why he still searches for his sister and over and over and over he repeats himself, bored by his own repetition. If someone tries to convince him to stop wasting his time, Lance becomes offended and stubborn, constantly defending himself.

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"If you've ever met her, she's very kind! But I wonder if there's something under that mask..."
Adeline Michaela Zaphiris
She is nineteen years of age.
She's an angel in disguise.
The youngest princess of Michael.
She has inhuman strength and strong will, or rather resistance.
Born as the stronger twin, Adeline still struggled to stay alive. Her body was frail at the time, but she improved faster than her brother. Still, her parents worried about every leap and jump she made around the gardens and the courtyard. As a child, she was very active, running around the hallways as her maids attempted to dress her properly. However, the scoldings she received about her lack of lady-likeness tamed that nature. It didn't help that she felt a cold shoulder by her twin overtime, who was the closest playmate she could ever have. Since she couldn't become attached to him, she leaned towards her mother and father, admiring their traits of strength and intelligence. Her parents devoted their themselves to teaching her and her siblings, though Adeline display large amounts of interest in reading books. This is why she was often left with a pile of books all day and she would read on, and on, and on. This also kept Adeline in a chair and kept her from bouncing off the walls. Even though the books by day kept her busy, the bed-time stories read to her were her favorites. They were the fairy-tale stories, the ones about the damsel in distress being saved by prince charming or how the underling climbed up to the top of the world. These dreams and stories filled up her childish mind and continued to infest them through her adolescence. Even to this day, she still dreams about the perfect lover for her glass slipper. As she grew older through her childhood, she sheltered herself in the castle's library or her chambers reading, analyzing, and focusing upon her books. During this time, many of her servants were being pulled away from her, finding herself surrounded by maids at her hands and feet. She was sent to more parties too, often getting herself caught up around barons, princes, and rich men. Though she dressed her best and seemed charming enough with her angelic appearance, there wasn't a suitor at her disposal. Whether it was because she was picky, too caught up with fictional men, or simply didn't catch a man's eye is unknown to this day. She does her best not to be bothered with it. Besides, she captured the eyes of many people due to her kindness and gentleness. As she has gotten older, the fantasies of being a beloved, beautiful lady enchanted her everyday. Her chance of day-dreaming would come to an end however on the day of the assassination, that which left Adeline frightened for her siblings and own life. Despite not being queen, she still worries about her brother and elder sister's safety due to the assassination, and is scared of what to do. With the feeling of uneasiness, she attempts to live day by day in her own mental fantasy; a little tea and cake can always coverup the need to stand up and do something...
The childish and playful Adeline could be best known for her spirit. She is considered a joy to be around and likes a good talk no matter who you are. Some may criticize her for being spoiled, but she can't help her love for sweets and dresses. She often daydreams about being saved or having her true love's first kiss -- but, putting the fluffy things aside... Though she may have her head in the clouds, she adores the people of her kingdom. If she has to fight for anything, she will fight for what is fair and morally right. Her emotions can get the best of her though, causing her to act up and break her posture. Even though Adeline has siblings she tends to and cares for she has adapted to being by herself. Thus, she doesn't seek their help often or even think about what they could do for her. With the obvious hobby of reading, she also enjoys strolling through gardens and being active in any form possible. She also has a signature color to her clothes; the majority of her wardrobe is white. Most of her dresses are pure white, with a few exceptions of some having hints of pinks, yellows, or blues, and this isn't including her nightgowns. As much as she enjoys reading fairy-tales, myths, and legends, she also enjoys being pampered because... well, who doesn't like the feeling of being a princess?

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"Just do what she says and you'll be safe and sound."
Lenore
She's is seventeen years old.
She is a cursed human thanks to the demon Aislinn.
The head bishop for Lucifer.
She is able generate blue-fire, but has a hard time controlling it.
Lenore remembers her name being whispered into her ear as a young girl. She heard screaming, she heard chaos, but she felt warmth and comfort, then those eyes that welcomed her. That was all she needed from her past life to begin her new life. She doesn't like to remember that, but it's the furthest memory she can recall. Since then, she has evolved from an easily frightened child to a young lady who isn't amused by your tactics. Surrounded in a world full of demons, she honestly thought that she was like these many monsters. As she continued to grow though, she discovered that she couldn't summon any beast from her body, but from her spirit. The one of her spirit isn't a real demon though, it's simply another side of her that thinks darker than usual. She wish she could call herself completely human, but being able to disintegrate anything that stands in her path is a more favorable thing to have than simplicity. Even though she is just a human, she has become a respected figure among the demon society. Whether it's because of her deathly cold glare or her immediate power that she sets off without warning, she personally enjoys it. She wouldn't get to where she was without her ability and curse that has helped her climbed in being a bishop. Her attitude is just the cherry on the top of a sundae. She doesn't wander Lucifer alone, for that would be a stupid idea, specially for a girl. She looks up to Ichabod, the man who rescued her when she was a child. Since they have met, she always looked up to him as a father-figure, but as she has gotten older, she tucks away feelings that are deeper than that. It's wrong, sure, but if she's going to live her chaotic life either way, she's going to fulfill it by what she wants and what's going to keep her alive. Though, at most times, she wants things going her way. Now, with the kingdom of Lucifer awaiting in the back ground, Lenore just does what she is told: blessing them this way, tell the men to do it that way, watch them pass by, and all the fun stuff. However, she knows where her loyalty lies, and it's within herself and Ichabod. Being a bishop will save her for the moment, but when it's time to run, she's not afraid to be by herself. Yet, that is in the future, and for now she carries on with her daily life of being summoned with duties and remaining close to her savior, Ichabod.
Free from a past to be tortured by, Lenore can be considered a little bit detached from the normal human. If she's spat on, she doesn't cry about it; she'll wipe it all over your face or blast you in the face. She won't regret it either, but don't think her hard-template of an attitude is purely cold and settled. Lenore can take many things to heart, but she's simply used to repressing them and turning away with a cold shoulder. Often times, those things don't bother her simply because she believes she is better. In a way, she is stuck up, but it's like a second layer of defense. She enjoys studying and learning about other abilities of the world along with angels and demons, creatures which fascinate her. She also likes poetry with tons of imagery and rhyme. Such things are easing to her hear, which is why nonessential sound can easily irritate her. Perhaps she can be considered rash for reacting instantly through her uncontrollable fire, but she's content with that part of herself. Do not think she has a weak side though, for she can be found broken down and crying. It's just not very often though; you would have to be someone close to her if you want a tear from her. Living among the demons, she tries to look away from the punishment that can be received by many of the beings. She tries not to recount the times when she finds all creatures alike beaten and dying at the church's door, and in those silent times she shows mercy, comforting them until their body turns cold.

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War of The Angelic Trio :: Revised

A sun curtained by grey clouds lit up the day without much to offer. Villagers would not feel the warmth of a spring day on their skins and how they reacted varied and differed. Some ran out into the streets with joy while others locked up their doors, saying that it was a bad omen that others chose to ignore. Though dashed with thin grey clouds, the sky was spotted with azure paw-like spots scattered across the celestial’s floor. Despite the relaxing, or gloomy, weather, there were other matters that remained more important than the shape of the clouds. One of them started at the crown of a kingdom.

Gazing towards his kingdom through the arched window, Valentine observed the peaceful atmosphere of his kingdom. Though sunlight did not shine upon his kingdom today, it was still a pleasant sight to see the kingdom in some shape of tranquility. He was far from home for greater matters, to protect the kingdom he was given to by title. Letting his dark eyes settle out into the distance, he squeezed the seal in his left palm and turned away.

He turned his attention to the bare table that sat in the empty room. There wasn’t another sound to be heard other than the gust of wind. The Round Table was bleak of any known life but his own. Messengers were already sent to bring the attention of the other kingdoms towards his emergency, but the fright that one or the other may not appear worried him greatly. How else was he going to break the news? Or at least have the other’s confirmation, but Valentine was sure that there was a force still alive in his hands. One that was meant to die long ago…

Valentine remained mute as he studied the room in his fine suit that was saved from too much gold. It was a noble’s man attire but he didn’t wear anything that would weigh him down. He brushed his long hair aside and off his shoulders as his right hand remained stationed on the top of his sword’s hilt. It hasn’t been long since he sent out the messengers; however the silence placed him in a moment of a longed eternity. In the time of impatience he could feel his life ticking away, constantly looking back out one of the three windows then laying back in a chair that was decked for Raphael. He hung from the chair in improper fashion, with his knees over the arm rest and sending a blank stare in the distance, perhaps in some way displaying a form of numbness or fear. Well, numb was silly and so was fear, but what was expected for a human to feel?

Dropping the sigil into his pocket, his eyes drifted from the empty seats in the room. There was only two other ones despite his own that had open arch windows nearby them, perfect views of the other kingdoms Gabriel and Michael. He squirmed himself upwards in his seat as his patience continued to ticked away with his wait. In his silence, there was no much he can do other than compose the thoughts of what he was going to say or what he was going to present – if anyone was going to arrive, anyways. Tossing his feet onto the floor again, he was quick to start pacing around the room with eager footsteps that started to drive him more paranoid by the second.

Strolling through the hallway of a quiet kingdom, Adeline’s hum filled the pathway with a little bit of light. It was an innocent song, a lullaby which many of Michael’s people have heard before as a child before bedtime. She cradled a book in hand that had intricate engravings upon it, but not less than a fairytale. Her eyes looked away as she swayed with every step she made through and down the stairs of a cold castle. She hadn’t spotted her brother around for two days straight as the same for her elder sister but for exchanged words. A light sigh blew from her chest as her small body carried around a dress with a long cream train. There was not an ounce of commotion to grasp her attention and nor was there a shine from the armored guards around the area. Yet, she would not let this bore her; Adeline’s dreams and fantasies would cover this grey world and keep her away from the emptiness caving into the area. She kept her arms wrapped up as she wandered around, making her way to the study where she could find another book to meditate upon.

Leaning against one of pillars at the heart of Gabriel, Lance admired the dark sky that frightened him with its pleasant image. It reminded him of then and of them, such a haunting nostalgia of a long time ago. He peered over his shoulder to look upon the large, intimidating doors of the castle. They were still closed shut, giving an unwelcoming feeling, and he could imagine that tall, well-armed guards like himself would frighten the largest children away. Turning around to scan the area with his cold, blue eyes, he stood in a statuesque manner with his chin held high. Clearing his throat, he tried to give no attention to the other guard nearby – he was the best at his job when he was alone and quiet. To his dismay, he was sure that the other man would try to catch them off guard or get them caught up in a useless chat which Lance personally had no interest for. He had other things in mind… Sure, they were reflective and repetitive, but the memories would serve better than any empty conversation exchanged with acquaintances that are fated to fade in time.

Far from the stillness of the land was the bare and naked area of Sheol Cathedral. The graves to the left of the abandoned building remained still on the hallow ground. Within the kingdom of Lucifer, there were cries within the distance, but at the cathedral the cries were drowned out with the faint songs of the dead and shades that once perched upon the building’s steps. However, this area was not obsolete of existence. Through the middle window of the cathedral, upon a balcony-like watch, was a shadowy figure who looked upon the forsaken land, then turned away from it all.

Under the escalated ceiling of the building, a girl posed in her slender, long fashion read from a book on the pillar. Her eyes were dead set upon nothing else but this book and even her breathing was quiet. Lenore wouldn’t let a sound disturb her – not the screams, not the ghosts, not the fears of the future – or so she appeared to be in her cold demeanor. She lifted her eyes with every page as she turned them by the ends, as if her mind truly wasn’t on the study she repeated day by day. However, it made her look busy, or at least to anybody who would dare come across the door of Sheol and knock without mercy, a signature for a death wish. After a few turns of the page, the girl dressed in black closed the thick book with a rugged and old cover that has been abandoned by the knights and warriors. And yet, this bishop held it close.

She departed away from the book as her eyes were set on a door, one that has been replaced many times and worn down by dry weather, chipped and decaying. She passed the hallway that led down to the stairs and to the door, which she gave a turn and push towards to find herself in the cathedral’s infamous graveyard. Nevertheless, she was not alone. This was the true home of the necromancer, the land that she wasn’t afraid to walk upon. She remained silent as she made her way close to the magician who played with his dead, but do take in mind that she did not hesitate in refraining her disgust reactions.

“Ick – Ichabod,” She mumbled as she glared up to the man, looking around to see the dead crawling at the open leg that she had revealed for only one person’s attraction. Lenore looked up to her mentor – okay, father, but she wanted to deny it – and gave him the warmest expression she could give him: a smile of sinister fashion. “You’ve been out here long enough. If you don’t stop playing with your friends, you’ll catch their stench and…” She shivered, the thought infesting her mind as she kept her sentence from being finished. “That would be bad enough.” Lenore’s smile curled though and become more playful as she looked up to Ichabod. That or she was trying to be pleasing to his eye, something that was consistent with him around. She kept her arms close to herself out of pure, traditional practices, which made her appear more nun-like and caring to the eye. With her hands clasped before her and elbows partially bent, Lenore’s negative reaction to the corpses faded as her eyes looked upon them with admiration. Beautiful creatures – but yes, they still had an awful stench.

War of The Angelic Trio :: Revised

Members from the first thread have been carried over here and new members are welcomed.
Just make sure to make small revisions for the new version is all! If you need help or have questions, PM me and I will gladly assist you! ♡

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A war has ignited between three kingdoms within a mess of executions and accusations. Many other kingdoms have chosen to avoid any contact between the three main kingdoms with the decision to remain neutral for future or sake of themselves, leaving the three at heads with each other. The war has yet to grow, though it has at least been played off on a battle field at least once. What was the case that started it all?

Well, it's said that there was an assassin from the Kingdom of Gabriel hired to take out royalty from the Kingdom of Michael. The royals of Gabriel stated that they saw evil ready to overthrow the Kingdom of Michael through the throne. The kingdom had assassinated Michael's queen and king in order to prevent this from happening. Michael's new queen and king were willing to rage a war against the Kingdom of Gabriel, but another kingdom stepped in. The Kingdom of Raphael wanted to keep a peace treaty intact between the three kingdoms, and thus the kingdom became allies with the two. However, Raphael's king was discovered with such plans and was turned away as a liar and backstabber by both kingdoms.

The tension between the kingdoms rise day by day, however there is one kingdom that still remains. One kingdom that they thought their ancestors locked up for good, but this fourth kingdom sees its opportunity to take back its lost glory and more…

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Species
In this world, the only humanoid creatures are angels, blessed humans, humans, cursed humans, and demons. Each of them varies due to their various abilities or where they come from. Below are the listings of all creatures along with their can-do’s and can’t-do’s.

Angels
The creatures admired by humans are born from either a heavenly spirit possessing a human’s body or descending from the sky. They are only on the lowest tier of the celestial hierarchy, being either angel or archangel.
They come with two abilities, one passive and another active, or two abilities which complement each other. A “passive” ability would be non-combative while an “active” ability would be the skill that can be activated, such as in combat. They can also bless humans if they see the human worthy of their blessing. When they bless a human, they give them a portion of one of their abilities. If they see their ability abused, they can revoke it. They can also bless demons, but blessing demons only hurts them. It does not leave a blessing for them. One angel can bless up to four different humans and no more than four.
Angels do not possess abilities that are destructive, but rather support, passive, or beneficial. An angel falls from grace - that is, to become a fallen angel - when they have sinned. To fall from a sin is to commit the act purely to commit it, with no intent to repent for what they have done.

Blessed Humans
When an angel blesses a human, they become a blessed human. Some blessed humans have marks, but others do not.
A blessed human is given an ability that is based off of the angel who blessed them, but it’s only one of an angel’s two abilities. This ability is like an angel’s: it is defensive, supportive, or beneficial. They are typically welcomed by their own kin but can be treated the same as any ordinary human.
If a blessed human abuses their ability, the angel who blessed them has the right to take it away, thus making them human. When a blessed human is blessed by another angel, they are given a new ability. If a demon curses a blessed human, they lose their ability and receive their new destructive ability. Abilities do not stack and the newest blessing or curse will replace the previous.
If an angel dies without spiritual or physical remains, the blessed human will lose their ability over time.

Humans
Plain and simple humans are beloved by angels and demons. They are untouched by blessing or curse and lack natural magical abilities. In a world full of magical creatures, they can be considered weak physically. They are blank slates truly, but they make up the majority of the world. Even though they do not have the benefits that blessed and cursed humans get, they are the best users for enchanted weapons because their neutral power can bend to evil or good.

Cursed Humans
When a demon curses a human, they become a cursed human. They may have a mark to show that they are cursed, but not all cursed humans have this mark.
The selected human is given an ability that is based off of the demon who cursed them. However, it can only be one of their abilities. Just like a demon’s, it is destructive or chaotic. Since cursed humans carry this sort of power, they are ousted by a number of humans. Not all humans greet them with their hostile nature.
A cursed human does not lose their curse by a demon taking it away. Demons are satisfied with the human remains cursed because it can either destroy them or others. A cursed human can receive a new curse, but the new curse will eliminate the current curse. An angel’s blessing can also take a curse away from a human while making them blessed.
If a demon dies without spiritual or physical remains, the cursed human will lose their ability over time.

Demons
Feared by all sorts of humans alike, a demon is born by being a fallen angel or ascending from the depths of the abyss. These demons are not part of the high-and-mighty club; however their strength is not to be underestimated.
They have two abilities that come as one passive and one active, but their two abilities can also be complimenting each other. A “passive” ability would be non-combative while an “active” ability would be the skill that can be activated, such as in combat. They can also curse humans, but can only curse up to four at a time.
They do not revoke or take away abilities, seeing that there’s no purpose in doing so. They assume a human will crumble or destroy everything around them with their ability. Their cursing ability can also be used on angels; however it will only hurt the angel. They are not cursed by this. A demon possesses abilities that are destructive and useful for corruption. Often, demons do not become angels, or even humans. Once they have become a demon, they never go back. It’s an unheard story, but the possibilities are endless.

Roles
In a kingdom, it is important to know your place and duty. Those who serve under the main titles of royalty are to address their superiors approximately. A warrior who refers to a king by his pure name is considered rude. It Is polite for a maid to refer to the princess with her full title such as, “Princess Annabelle,” or something along those lines. It is also necessary to know what you do in your place and the other roles that you can complement for.

King and Queen
The heads of the kingdom, they are the leaders and representatives of their kingdom. They deal with warfare and politics to keep the kingdom at ease and do their best to keep prosperity intact. However, not all rulers are kind like this. A king or queen can rule however they like, but revolution may form when the people find the proper time.
Usually, the kingdoms run by royalty and pass down from one generation to the next, though a child must be sixteen or older to take the throne. If the ruling family is no more, the kingdom’s throne is passed down by the strongest army member or the richest ruler. When a kingdom is absent of king or queen, the eldest of princes and princesses take the seat as the king or queen. This only depends on their age and not their gender.
While the roles of king and queen are politically involved and warfare-entangled, they are also highly-respected when they are great or powerful leaders. A king or queen who has combat ability can also serve as a knight, warrior, or bishop, but to enter the field gives various responses. It can be great for morale or frowned upon by many who die in their name.

Prince and Princess
The leaders of the future, these children and taken-in youths of the king and queen are trained day by day on how to be a fit ruler. They are trained in every field of the king and queen’s choice. Once they are sixteen, they are able to become king and queen, and this is the time when they are court-able by the world of the king or queen.
The eldest of either prince or princess steps up to take the throne when the king or queen is absent while the rest of the siblings await as princes and princesses. During this stage, a prince or princess can learn much from knights, warriors, and bishops when given the free-time or by the request of the king and queen. Princes and princesses can go hand in hand with one of these roles; however it is not favored by many people.

Servant and Maid
Selected as chefs, personal maids, gardeners, and so on, servants and maids can fall in any one of these categories. They are given their own quarters by the kingdom, but these areas are not as well-maintained as the rest of the kingdom. Some servants and maids are hired to personally care for a prince or a queen, while others also serve as messengers. A servant or maid that has previous skill in combat is also considered a warrior and part of the kingdom’s army, but not officially.

Knight
The leader-like figure in an army, a knight is often given his title either by his noble family or by his fighting style. Knights are welcomed as skilled fighters in traditional practices. They can also be fighters devoted to the royal family and have been acknowledged for their strength in battle.
A knight can also be a like a servant to a king, queen, prince, or princess, but no in a way of serving and dressing them. It could be more for company-use or perhaps courtship. While a king, queen, prince, or princess can also be considered a knight, it’s not looked upon as a good thing when they come into combat. However, when a prince or princess learns a form of combat, they often learn a knight’s style, but it’s possible to learn a warrior’s style too.

Warrior
The figures and pawns that are not very well-known, warriors take on their own style of fighting. Sure, they use sword and shield, but they are also for fist-fighting and javelin-tossing. Warriors usually don’t come from noble families and vary from being self-trained to army-trained. Those trained when enlisted have taken on their own style of fighting or aren’t the good enough to be considered a knight.
They are considered the furthest from royalty, but are willing to train and display their skills to those who come to visit. A king, queen, prince, or princess may have a fighting style like a warrior’s, but it is uncommon.

Bishop
The battle-mages of the kingdom also serve as beloved figures for their magic and religious purposes. While they tend to the churches and cathedrals, they can also appear on the battlefield when summoned. Some bishops are host in the same places as knights and warriors while others are able to stay at their own homes.
Bishops are highly respected and can also play the role of a servant towards a king, queen, prince, or princess. The four other roles can also be in place as a bishop, but this only happens when they have some form of magic. Most bishops use magic for battle, but a small number of them use simple steel.

Weapons
With the world covered with non-magic users, such as humans and perhaps other angels and demons, weapons are important. Pure iron and steel can be used for battle, but nobles often have their weapons laced in gold or silver. Then, there are other weapon users who like their weapons blessed and cursed. Angels and demons can bless and curse weapons, but it counts to the amount of beings they have blessed or cursed. The weapon receives only a passive ability that is activated by sharing the same alignment. Weapons like these are purely used for angels and demons, but sometimes humans can get their hands on these items.

A blessed or cursed human can use a weapon that is also blessed or cursed. However, a cursed human who grabs hold of a blessed weapon will not be able to use the power inside the weapon. This also applies to when a blessed human has a cursed weapon. Untouched humans have the best advantage when a blessed or cursed weapon falls into their hand because they are considered unaligned to either good or evil. Though they take this advantage, they can have a hard time activating the ability within the weapon. “Natural” humans are also more resistant to blessed and cursed weapons

The passive ability in a weapon is nothing too powerful. This is because the ability in the weapon is supposed to compliment the creator’s ability. The weapon looks like any ordinary weapon, whether it’s from the nobles or commoners, and can break like any other. Most of the time, these weapons are weaker in durability than a human-crafted weapon. Once it’s broken, it can be repaired, but it loses its ability. These weapons can vary from swords, daggers, axes, or staves, but do not assume that all weapons are blessed or cursed. There are legends about many blessed and cursed weapons to make them sound mighty, but the truth is that many of them have very simple abilities that do not do extraordinary things. If a weapon has something genius to it, it is often a demon’s weapon that puts something very important at stake.

Locations
There are notable places across the map that you may or may not know about. These places are important marks of each kingdom, whether it’s a symbol of justice or a commoner’s home. Buildings and towns can be listed here if they play an important part to a kingdom or the world.

The Round Table
The meeting place and the neutral zone of all kingdoms, this is where the rulers of the kingdoms meet. It’s a rare thing when they come together to personally speak with each other. In a time long ago, this was the meeting place that sealed an old kingdom off from ruling any surface land. It’s said that the floor of the building is a magical seal that keeps this kingdom from ever coming back to power, but such words have become part of legends and rumors. Place around the mountain-area, the Round Table is a battle-free zone. No one is to vandalize it or fight upon these grounds. It has been obeyed by ancestors long before and till this day it is still used to hold conferences upon the three kingdoms: Gabriel, Michael, and Raphael.

Sheol Cathedral
Underneath the Round Table is a run-down building known as the Sheol Cathedral in the Kingdom of Lucifer. It was built as a place of religious worship, but overtime it has become abandoned and unvisited. The only beings that come in to practice are speechless shade-like creatures that walk in, do their form of prayer, and leave. Other rare visits are made by abandoned children who are dropped left at the steps of the cathedral or dying creatures who’ve come for comfort. The cathedral has a graveyard and serves as home for bishops. There are rumors that a necromancer lives here, but no one has returned to confirm this. From a distance, you can see corpses patrolling the area of the cathedral. It’s best to keep away from this area…

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Rules
1. Follow the site rules.
2. This role-play is good-old fantasy. Keep that in mind.
3. Don't act like a GM when you aren't one. Leave everything to the GM and co-GM.
4. Do not fight or argue in the OOC. I really didn’t think it was necessary to make this a rule, but actions say otherwise.
5. Do not post pictures in OOC. Unless they are character pictures, they are unnecessary, but feel free to link.
6. Literacy is highly recommended. Knowledge in grammar, spelling, and punctuation usage may help you with that.
7. Even genders are not required. You may have as many role-players you can keep up with. Do not have four characters and have only have one of them active.
8. Keep the standards and rules of species, roles, and more in mind. You may not be accepted because of contradicting such. Do not be afraid to ask questions.
9. Try to keep the theme of the role-play in mind. We won’t be having any Eastern weapons or names, and nor will there be boom-boxes and torpedoes.
10. If an accepted player feels like your character is too over-powered or has a quirk that is questionable, they have the right to question it and it will be looked over again despite being accepted by the GM. Don’t throw a hissy fit about it.
11. Within IC, do not god-mod. No controlling other people’s characters without their permission, no genocidal combo moves, and all that good stuff.
12. Keep things moderated. Nothing too gruesome and nothing too sexual. If there is a request by any of the players to have a scene modified from that context, modify it.
13. If a romantic scene occurs and starts to get carried away, take it away. Keep it away from IC and carry it over to PC/PMs or let it dissipate.
14. Creating chaos is fun! Just make sure to go over things with the GM and co-GM before playing it out if it puts a major impact in the role-play.
15. Please cooperate and have fun.

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The War of The Angelic Trio

I will be posting the IC with a new OOC shortly.

The War of The Angelic Trio

I got caught up in a little bit of... personal business last night. Do forgive me. The IC is coming up though.

Playground of the Rich ( OHSHC )

> x < gah I hope people join.
On the other side, I still have to keep writing for another role-play. Poor me, poor me...

Playground of the Rich ( OHSHC )

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name : : Maeda Azumi
aɢe : : She is sixteen years of age.
cʟass : : She's part of class 2-B.
cʟuʙ : : Known as the President of the Newspaper Club.
ʙioɢraᴘʜʏ : : As a young girl, Azumi dreamed of being immortal, or more sensibly a writer. While she was still the youngest in her family, she had an elder brother named Daiki and sister named Ayumi, both whom she remained close to throughout her silent childhood. At the beginning of her elementary career, she faced many changes. With the devastating death of her brother and the horrid hospitalizing of her sister, Azumi wasn't sure on what to do. As a quiet and sensitive young girl, she remained hurdled up in a corner of tears and fears. However, nothing was getting done, and the misery upon her sister and having to deal with the school was just too much! The young girl came up with a brilliant idea, and though normally quite, she came up to her sister one day and started to tell small jokes that would make her smile. Doing this over and over not only pulled Azumi out of her shell, but introduced to a new nature far from her usual self. She would come up with all sort of bad puns and quirky jokes to amuse her sister during her hospital time and there after. Azumi and her sister were uprooted from their native school and into Ouran Academy. With promises of new beginnings, Azumi wasn't afraid in bringing in her colorful character. Despite this, the students at the academy thought her and her sister were twins, and the two chose to promote it out of pure amusement. During their middle school years, Azumi's aspirations for becoming a writer started to climb when she tried to help her sister compose a love letter. This backfired greatly and the letter was torn up before them. Angered by this, the younger sister holds resentment towards the Hitachiin twins to this day and disproves of her sister's affections towards them. As a few to escape this sense of rejection, she continued to write and write from her middle to high school years. Then, when she first arrived, she started to write short stories, articles, and poems that gained audience. She would be no where without the Newspaper Club, who used her submitted articles in their newspaper once a month. Of course, after a small visit Ayumi made to the Newspaper Club, they started to put Azumi in the newspaper weekly. Many readers enjoyed her innocent articles that stood out against the slander. Within the next year, Azumi took on the position as the President of the Newspaper Club due to her straight-forward and beloved writing. Having a new figure to represent the Newspaper Club, she plans on cleaning up the reputation up from it's slander and into enjoyable reading material.
ғamiʟʏ ʙusiness : : Her family runs the Tea Green Publishing Company.
crusʜ : : Azumi doesn't really understand what you're trying to get at...

name : : Ootori Kyoya
aɢe : : He is seventeen years old.
cʟass : : He can be found in class 3-A.
cʟuʙ : : The Shadow King of the Host Club.
ʙioɢraᴘʜʏ : : oxoxo
ғamiʟʏ ʙusiness : : His family business is The Ootori Group.
crusʜ : : It's presumed that Kyoya doesn't have a crush.

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The War of The Angelic Trio

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