Fantasyyyy. Woo. Let's all kick Devin's ass. :3

[Turpentine Kisses]

...sorry. Random title. xD;;

Uhm. Hrm. Well. This is gonna take place in a city. Modern fantasy-ish. BUT NO AUTOMATED WEAPONS. :3
Good old silver.

Uhm. Corrupt city; crime lords pretty much run the place. And the city is a major port for water ships and such.
(Tell me if I left anything out, Devin. ><;; )

Post profiles hereee. c:

[bayne]

Name- Bayne

Gender- Male

Age- 19

Appearance- 6’2”,short cut blonde hair (always spiked with gel), teal eyes (pupils are slits kinda like a cats) , heavily built, light complexion

Attire- black button down shirt with the sleeves pushed up to the elbows, black and gray camo pants (really baggy), studded leather finger gloves, a pair of black goggles (only during the day)

Personality- he’s a mortally wound, ask questions later kinda guy. But he’s definitely the kinda guy that you want on you side of a fight. He feels no remorse for the things he does. If you cross him you better be prepared for the fight that will end your life. He relies on his instincts to chose his friends and his enemies.

Specials- the overwhelming primal instinct to hunt at night has made him able to see even in the darkest of nights. but all of this has come with a price... the burning of the suns rays blinds him during the day making him venerable. He also has developed ears that can pick up even the faintest of sounds. during the day he wears a pair of goggles that block out almost all sun light. he relies on his acute sense of hearing as his eyes during the day. But those who are trying to surprise him are sadly dispatched with extreme precision. Before you feel the pain you have nothing left to feel. After having people chase him for years he has developed a great skill to have. He has managed a way to pass across any type of terrain without leaving a single mark of his passing. Making it impossible for anyone without an amazing sense of smell to track him.... It is said that the only sign of his existence is the death he leaves in his path.

Past- working as a mercenary for the past couple years has made him quite a few friends. But it has made him even more enemies. He has learned that when you have as many enemies as he does, that you cant have anyone close to you. He shuts himself away from the world around him, leave in nothing in the way of his job. Lately he has been working for a man that he has never met before, the only way that he knows him is by an address and a nickname.

Weapons- 2 large buster swords (yes kinda like the one cloud uses in ff7, but with some differences) sword #1: ancient engravings along the flat end of the blade. On the hilt a name is engraved into the metal: Heaven’s punisher. Sword #2: same size as the heaven’s punisher, looks just like a regular sword, Engraved on the blade are the words “The Ogre” , on the hilt is a button that when pressed splits the blade’s handle in half allowing it to slide over the hilt of heaven’s punisher. Creating a duel bladed sword/staff. Weighing more then any normal human or demon can lift even one of these magnificent weapons, it is no problem for Bayne to lift the 2 and fight with them, without losing his lightning fast reflexes. Still being able to kill you before you see the glint of his blade cross through your body.

[Turpentine Kisses]

<sub>{Kay. Well. I'm at school.... Technically supposed to be working on socials. xD;
BUT I DUN WANNA. >>

So. I post Thane's profile... Or what I can of it, anyway. :3}

.name. Thane
.age. Fifteeen. FOREVER. o.o;; [Yus. Tis another immortal charrie from Olivia. ^^;]
.gender. Female
.appearence. Tawny hair that drops to about her mid-back... AND PERFECTLY STRAIGHT. -Olive envies Dx- Uhmm. Oh yeah. Gray wolfie ears, graw wolfie tail and pale green eyes. Can always be found wearing full-body runes drawn with charcoal. If she's not, then you can safely assume she's just been in a fight. She's usually got 'em covered, anyway, though. :3 Several piercings; all silver. (Because it wouldn't be my character without those. :3) Thick silver collar around her neck with the engraving of her name.
.attire. Anything skin-tight; prevents the charcoal from smearing betterrrr. c: But, she's usually wearing baggier stuff over that... Because. She's not a slut. Duh. (That's Arcaneee. ;D . . . DAMMIT KATIE. GET BACK ON. xD;; )
.personality. When carrying out a kill, she's all malicious, agressive, serious and like. DUN MESS WITH ME. But otherwise, she's pretty easy-going and will most likely not rip your head off. Mostly because she just doesn't care enough to.
.history. Born as a wolf. Age three; Mom dies and scary, powerful demon takes her. o.o;; At the age of fifteen, she finds her DNA to be... quite modified. {aka. Mutation. O:} Now, she's 8% wolf, 71% human, 21% demon and immortal. Woo. He could have erased the wolf in her completely, but he found that without a tail, she looses her balance quite easily. So it was either two feet and a tail or no tail and four feet.... >>; Also, the ears stayed because he liked their accuracy/strength more. And the wolfie eyes stayeddd just causeeee. He liked the way they looked. xD During these twelve or so years, he's taught her to become a more-than-decent hitman of sorts. She's under orders to work only for him and as payment, she's given a place to live. Because, let's face it, no human's gonna shelter herrr. So, she complies. Plus, she'll get the crap beat outta her if she doesn't listen. :3
.specials. Can play with timeee. Yay. Sooo. I esplain; THE RUNES. (I had fun with this part) She was forced to study and memorize these nice, complicated runes which must be drawn on with charcoal and they take about two to three hours to complete. Anyway, they allow her to control time without totally killing herself. Cause... I'd think you'd die, too, if you tried to slow time down. c:
NO. BUT I'M NOT GODMODING HEREEE. Allow me to explain. :3
So. She says a few words, makes a funny little hand sign that connects the arrows drawn on her fingers and suddenly she can control time!! O: But, as the time goes on, the runes fall from her skin and she's forced to use her own energy which will last anywhere from three to four seconds before it literally kills her.

SO NOWWW. I have to explain how the time flows for her when she's controlling it. Kay, so if she doesn't take immediate control of it, it flies forward at a speed no eye - creature or electronic - could ever hope to catch all the wayyy to the end of time. o: So, naturally, she doesn't let it go like that. And traveling forward in time is WAY TOO HARD. Because trying to pinpoint the location of where you wanna end up is almost impossible. However, you can push time back, but you can only hope to get two minutes at best. And it's very exhausting. Bottom line, she only used it to slow time to the point where it's almost stopped. (She can't stop it completely at any point.) And even then, it only lasts for about fifteen seconds on a good day. But, that's more than enough time for her to slit your throat, of course. :3 Unless she's wounded, then she could be in a bit of trouble. o.o

Alright. I think I covered that all rather well. >< Questionsss?

BUT WAIT. THERE'S MORE. xD;;;
Her demonic master has something of leash on her at all times. No one else can use it because it's a force moree. But acts like a leash. So like. Out of nowhere, she could be jerked back. xD;;

NOW DONE... I think. >></sub>[/color]

[Turpentine Kisses]

[n a M E] Caine
Unknown
[G e n d E r] Male
Varies. Usually different forms of a mortal man.
Varies. Again, usually the styles for the fitting age he’s posing as, though.

He comes across as the ditsy professor, but he’s quite the opposite. Really a genius whose intents are selfish and/or malicious at all times. Though, you’d never know it. Only Thane is privileged enough to actually be acquainted with this side.
[H i s T o R y] Everything’s sorta blended together over the years, but he could recall everything perfectly if he tried. However, he doesn’t care enough to nor will anyone make him care enough. It’s believed that he was the first being God created and decided was a failure. (Way too much free will and way too little conscious.) Of course, whether this is true or not, no one’s sure for he doesn’t try to correct/support any rumours.
His power actually could almost rival God’s. Only problem is, it takes too long to gather up, and if he were to use it, most of his entertainment would be gone… That. And he’s just too lazy. (I’ll never have him use magic… Ever. Because he is so powerful. ><;; He was originally created for a personal story, so... I had no limits then. x3)

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[Mokokos]

%NaMe% Sammael Paramour

%AgE% Forever 23

%GeNdEr% Male

%ApPeArAnCe% Has a sweeping red cloak that covers most of his body. Underneath that is a baggy black suit, running down to black, solid boots. This attire is worn at all times, as it has magical properties (see specials). Long black hair, down past his shoulders, tied back with a red headband. Red, slitted eyes, mouth covered by the top of the cloak.

%WeApOnS% Has a claw-shaped glove on each arm made of an unknown lightweight material the colour of silver. They are both very sturdy and can withstand many hits... not that they take many. Both are almost always visible, unless hidden under his cloak.

%PeRsOnAlItY% Very quiet, tends to let other people talk for him. Not many people try and talk to him anyways, his eyes are barely visible, but his red eyes scare away the weak-at-heart. When he does talk, he is actually very intelligent, as his lack of social life gives him plenty of time to observe others.

%HiStOrY% At the age of 23, over 50 years ago, Sammael was a much more outgoing, charming person. He was also fiercely protective of his wife and friends. His mannerisms earned him much respect among nobles in the area - But his skill in battle earned him even more. However, one fateful day he returned home from a mission to find his then-pregnant wife had been slaughtered, and her killer was there waiting for him. A daemon of no particular form, it accepted Sammael's duel challenge for entertainment, and discovered that the man was much more powerful then it had first thought. Instead of killing Sammael and wasting a life, the daemon possessed him. Once the daemon was inside, Sammael relaxed his mind and sealed part of it off, forever trapping the monster within the confines of his mind. However, the daemon still has some powers over it's host.

Distraught at loss of his wife and the daemon in his mind, Sammael withdrew from society and was never scene in the high class social scene again. Occasionally does jobs for people who are desperate or have lot's of money, but tends to just stay away from people all together, whenever possible. He is, however, not without company.

%SpEcIaLs% The daemon in his head was trapped there, but was still free to live and speak inside Sammael's mind. Sammael would often have mental conversations with this daemon, and eventually discovered that it's name was TwilightMyst (TM). This opportunity to converse with someone in complete privacy opened many opportunities for view situations from different viewpoints, as TM could feel, see, hear, etc. the same things as Sammael.

The presence of TM also grants Sammael a few of it's powers, such as increased strength and endurance. It's main granted power, however, is the ability to shape shift into various daemon-like forms. Exactly how many is unknown. These forms are incredibly powerful, but taxing. They require copious amounts of concentration to attain, and last no more than an hour, leaving Sammael completely exhausted. It can take as long as 2 days for him to recuperate from a shift.

His clothes, including his claws, also possess magical properties in that they have melded to his being. When he shifts, they are not torn or ripped. Instead, they change with him.

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Charrie based around my favourite character of all time... I know, uncreative, shut it. It's only like 40% of him... Shouldn't be too hard to figure out if you picture him in your mind. No gun though... damn you guys >.>

[kci2]

Name: Taketo

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Appearance: 5'8" short cut black hair, silver eyes. Light complexion and stronger than she looks.

Equipment: During the night she wear black cloth camoflague, nothing fancy as it is used to blend it. During the day she also wears simple clothing, believes that large baggy clothes simply would slow her down, and wearing simple gear makes others underestimate her. Always has a good supply of poision on hand, and her 2 trusty daggers. Over her years of adventuring she has obtained a robe that when called upon will absorb a dead persons corpse and soul, adding to her power.

Personality: No remorse for murder. Constantly watches her surroundings and rarely does something happen without her seeing it. Believes that the weak deserve to perish and that the strong will survive. She has a strong connection with Hashi and would do anything for him.

History: Twin of Hashi, comes from 'japanese' style city. From a small town of about 40 people that grow up in seclusion from civilization. She learned her craft from the best of the best and spent everyday of her 16 years in school perfecting herself. Left the town with Hashi to make something for herself.

Skills / Specials: As a Ninja she has the ability to do the things like jump high, fight with multiple weapons or hand to hand, use
stealth and the night to her advantage and so on. Both herself and Hashi also have a powerful stone that not only allow them to communicate with each other, but once a week it has the power to teleport one to the others aid.

[kci2]

OOC: Yes they are similar, but they're freaking twins

Name: Hashi

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Appearance: 6'4" long black hair, silver eyes. Light complexion.

Equipment: Wears a simple blue robe and sandels. Wields a staff that he channels his power of magic into.

Personality: While not as strong willed as his sister, he is extremely intelligent and knows how magic works in this world. He loves to challenge himself and looks at everything as a test for his abilities. Very arrogant but has the power to back it up.

History: Twin of Taketo, comes from 'japanese' style city. From a small town of about 40 people that grow up in seclusion from civilization. He learned his magic from his grandfather. He spent 16 years studying his craft and has been found to be amazingly talented. Left the town with Taketo to make something for himself. He has a strong connection with Taketo and would do anything for him.

Skills / Specials: Is well versed in magic and has a varity of tricks up his sleve including but not limited to shooting fire out of his fists, calling shards of ice, bringing down lightning, and modifying organic matter. Both himself and Taketo also have a powerful stone that not only allow them to communicate with each other, but once a week it has the power to teleport one to the others aid.