Blood Curse {Sign-Ups 2nd Edition}

[Gypsy]

(For all the new ones coming in)


Plot/Settings

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Kalladen was a thriving city. It was set in a large peninsula off of the eastern coast of the country of Galden. At the center of Kalladen was many small business and community buildings. Several parks throughout the city was the epicenter for stately homes. Farmland and beautiful forest dotted the peninsula on the cities edges. You could say Kalleden was the perfect picture of modern society. In the year 1992 several adults and children where admitted to Fathom Hallow, the cities main hospital, exhibiting some very odd symptoms. Some patients had developed a high sensitive to sunlight, and grew extremely sharpened teeth. Some patients became carnivorous and had long course hair and a nearly wolf-like appearance that only showed in the moonlight. Several other patients developed other mutations, each having it's own nearly otherworldly quality. Doctors where working day and night to try to figure out what was causing this epidemic. It was soon discovered that these strange symptoms where caused by a mutated virus, that was growing more and more powerful by the day.


The virus was originally transferred through the water system. The crisis was growing rapidly, and getting harder and harder to control. Galden grew fear that the towns epidemic might spread through the rest of the country, so they cut off Kalladen. The government built a large iron fort that surrounded the entire peninsula. The fort was constantly guarded by an army that came to be known as Magnus Soldiers. No one got into the town...and no one got out. The local doctors where able to purify the water, but the virus began to mutate once again. Now, it is transferred by blood. Trapped in this hell on earth, the citizens of Kalladen where thrown into a panic. Businesses where being robbed, community building and parks where vandalized.The numbers of those infected with the virus where rapidly growing.This new group of people came to be known as The Vomica, which translates to The Cursed. Fathom Hallow was changed from a hospital, to a prison, keeping those infected isolated within it's walls.


Anyone who shown symptoms of the virus was immediately ceased and taken to this new prison. Adults and children alike where being forced into this prison where they would live out there days alone. Many of The Vomica managed to escape capture and sought refuge in the outlining forests.Being pushed out of their homes, The Vomica began to settle into the forests and now abandoned farm. The Vomica had some disagreements about how to handle their new situation. Some wanted to try to make peace with the regular humans and try to find a cure, others wanted to embrace their new found powers and use them to rid the land of those that disagreed. Out of this conflict, two new groups where made. Those that sought peace called themselves Lumen, and those that sought destruction called themselves Atrum. Resources are quickly depleting, but until a cure for this virus is found...there is no way out for the denizens of Kalladen. No way in....no way out. Survival is all they have left. Nothing more....nothing less

Races





Demons


The demon himself, is the author of confusion and lies.


Description: Male or female, demons are master of manipulation and tricks. They tend to be loners or stick to small groups. Most demons side with Atrum although there is the rare demon who sides with Lumen.


Appearance: Demons looks can very. Some can appear completely human, only slightly more attractive than others. Others have eyes that can come in black, red, or white. They can also have features such as horns, tinted skin (also in black, red, or white), tails, or all of these together.


Powers: Demons have up to two powers. They can be shadow control, telepathy, poisonous blood (to all except other demons), illusion creation.


Strengths: Physically more agile than most and cunning.


Weakness: Not very strong.


Ebon Fae


The blessings of Fae are no longer enough.


Description: These are not your normal fairies. They are full of dark energy. Where normal Fae uses trickery for amusement, these creatures are much more dark. Ebon Fae tend to side with Atrum with some who follow neither.


Appearance: Smaller in size then the average human. They are no more than four feet tall. They have dark wings that are either translucent or transparent and can only be seen by those they choose. Their hair and eye color can vary but are usually dark colors such are purple, dark blue, or even black. There skin is pale with a slight luminescent quality.


Powers: They are able to fly, but not beyond the walls of the city. They also have the power of Glamor (change appearance) and can create dark orbs of light. Older Ebon Fae can sometime have the power of prophecy.


Strengths: With their ability to fly, they are able to hide easily and they tend to know their surroundings well.


Weakness: Any kind of metal weakens them and burns their skin.


Fae


We are not longer Nature's children, but her master


Description: Mischievous little creatures. Fae like to have fun and are often very childish. They tend to stay clear of the city since metal burns them. They can side with Lumen, Atrum, or be completely neutral.


Appearance: They look like their Ebon counterpart, only lighter. They have wings that tend to be light in color. Their hair and eyes have lighter hues in golds, yellows, and white. There skin looks as if it was kissed by the sun. Like the Ebon Fae, they are shorter and smaller than the average human.


Powers: They have the same abilities as the Ebon, only producing light orbs instead of dark ones.


Strengths: With their ability to fly, they are able to hide easily and they tend to know their surroundings well.


Weakness: Any kind of metal weakens them and burns their skin.


Vampires


The strength of the vampire is that people will not believe in him.


Description: Strong and beautiful, vampires are master hunters. They /must/ feed at least once every night to survive, whether it is human or animal. They are immortal for the most part. They are almost always part of Atrum. Although they have many similarities, they tend to hate demons.


Appearance: Vampires radiate beauty that is greater than any other being. They are mostly human in appearance, though because of their weakness to sunlight, their skin is very pale. Their sharp fangs are only visible when they are hungry or on the hunt. Some vampires have double fangs, or even a full mouth of them.


Powers: Besides their super-human strength, vampires are able to "blink" from place to place and read minds.


Strengths: Super-human strength, doesn't age.


Weakness:They have a crescent moon shaped "birth mark" somewhere on their body that if pierced or punctured (by stabbing or otherwise) they die. They also can not drink from the dead or they die too.


Striga


Minds are easily mesmerized when frightened.


Description:Striga are ultimately a psychic vampire. They feed off of life force and energy instead of blood. Like vampires, they must feed every night in order to survive. They are immortal for the most part. They are almost always part of Atrum


Appearance:See vampires.


Powers:Besides feeding off of life force, Striga usually have one more power from the following: Telepathy (reading minds),Telekinesis (moving objects mentally), or Memory manipulation.


Strengths:Same as vampire.


Weakness:Same crescent moon "birth mark".


Shapeshifters


Be a good animal, true to your animal instincts.


Description:These creatures are very in touch with their animal side. Personalities can vary just as much as any human. Because of this, there are shapeshifters on all sides, even living among the humans.


Appearance: They look completely human, except when they gain different forms. For example: A shapeshifter with the ability to change into a snake, may have snake eyes or a forked tongue in their human form. They look completely like the animal when shifted.


Powers: Shapeshifters have the ability to shift into animals, but there is a catch. In order to gain the ability to shift into an animal they must drink the blood of that animal. After that they can shift into that animal at any time. One shapeshifter can have many forms.


Strengths They gain the ability and senses of the animal when shifted.


Weakness:In human form they have the same weaknesses as any human does.


Were-creatures


Man is by nature, a vicious animal.


Description: Weather it is werewolves, werebears, weretigers, or any other type, these are another creature very in tune with there animal side. The difference between a were and a shapeshifter is the fact that they can only take one form. Were tend to be temperamental. They can side with Atrum or Lumen or be completely neutral.


Appearance:Were-creatures appear completely human. Occasionally some may have darker skin, animal eyes, or sharpened teeth.


Powers:The ability to transform into one animal. This ability is uncontrollable when they are touched by the light of the full moon. When they are in their were form they are able to communicate with other were in animal form.


Strengths: Physically strong and agile especially in animal form.


Weakness: Tend to have uncontrollable temper.


Elves


Elves are like trees, grounded and focused from the trunk down but graceful and agile on top.


Description:Elves are a very noble and proud creature. Most of them escaped from the city to the outer forest because of feeling more comfortable in nature. Most of them stay neutral or side with Lumen with the very rare elf siding with Atrum.


Appearance:Elves have pointed ears and tend to be slightly taller than the average human.Their skin, hair, and eye color are diffrent shades found in nature like greens, browns, and even gold like the sun.


Powers: They have the ability to camouflage like a gecko (they can blend into their environment so they are almost invisible).


Strengths:Skilled hunters.


Weakness:Very prideful.


Malato


Description:Malato simply means "diseased". These Vomica got the short end of the straw when it comes to be infected. They can be Lumen, Atrum, or Neutral.


Appearance: These creatures have the most varied appearanced. They can be subtle from diffrent hair color or eyes, to drastic like scales or fur.


Powers:Malato have no real powers. They simply got the aspect of the virus that changes appearance..


Strengths:Same as humans.


Weakness:Same as humans.


Mortem


I could die for you. But I couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you.


Description: The Mortem are a group that where hit the hardest by the virus. There heart no longer beats. They have no blood to spill. They are almost quite literally, the walking dead. They live a life of emptiness, having no /real/ feelings, though some can still remember there human feelings and thoughts if they are newly infected.


Appearance: Mortem actually appear completely normal, as if the virus never changed their appearace at all. That is, until their reflection is revealed. The reflection shows them as looking like a walking corpse. Rotting flesh, glazed over eyes, and blue tinted lips/fingers are some of the common appearances in a Mortem's reflection.


Powers: Because of the severity of their infection, Mortem can infect others simply by biting or even touching them. Because of their closeness with death, some Mortem are able to communicate with the dead.


Strengths: They can not be killed by normal mortal means. They must be burned alive.


Weakness: They are physically weaker than even humans.


Siren


One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.


Description: Siren's are always female. They hold a close connection with water so they are usually found around lakes and rivers that are in the Kalladen forests.


Appearance: They are extremely beautiful. There appearance alone is almost mezmerising. Because of their close connection with water, they can hold an aquatic appearance. Some can have blue hair or eyes. Some can even have gills or scales.


Powers: Sirens can put men into a trance by singing. If they are in water, then this song can put them in such a deep trance that they can give them suggestions to follow.


Strengths: They have an increased life span and high agility.


Weakness: Their powers are nearly depleted if they are away from water.


Elementalist


Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.


Description: They are in-tuned with the four elements of nature. Each elementalist is diffrent in their own right because of the element they possess. What element they have is completly random by how the virus effects the individual. The elements are Fire, Earth, Water, and Air.


Appearance: They appear human, though they can sometimes possess appearances that depends on their element. For example: A fire elementalist could have red eyes or skin that is hot to the touch.


Powers: Each elementalist has the powers to either control OR conjure their element.


Weakness: They are weakened by their opposing element.


Rules:

1. All Rpnation forum rules apply.
   
2. Romance, violence, and drama are accepted, but keep it PG-13.
   
3. No power-playing or god-modding.
   
4. You must have permission from the other player before killing or seriously injuring another character
   
5. I have lifted the character limit, as long as the gender ratio remains even. Current ratio is Females: 10 Males: 9
   
6. To join simply post your character to be approved.
   

Character Skelly:


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[FungKu]

Name: Navraj Makstav


Gender : Male


Age: 34


Race: Demon


Powers: Telepathy and Illusion creation.


Appearance:

Personality: Fenrir is a dead spot serious man. But unlike his personality, He can be pretty quiet. He's your silent but deadly type of a man. When going against someone, He uses his brains before he acts. Fenrir is a great strategist. Or so he thought to himself. And also, He thinks that he is superior than the others and tends to go overboard.


History: Back in the past, Before the mutation. Fenrir was a nobody in Kalladen. Everyone ignored him and made fun of him. Even before the mutation, He had red iris and everyone made fun of him, Teasing him that he's not a human. Fenrir would get into a lot of fights back then. Until the outbreak, Fenrir turned into something that he was always being teased about. His skin slowly turned red, Like a devil's. And he felt something was growing out from his back, A tail, With an arrow headed tip. It was ironic enough that he got turned into something that he was made fun off. A demon.


The others turned into something else, Some became furry ones. Others became winged ones, also some became weak to sunlight. For some reason, Fenrir felt as if he was the luckiest of them all. He never knew about his power until one of the person who used to make fun of him back then, Now a fairy like creature, Lost his mind the moment Fenrir looked at him intently in the eye and thought about giving him his worst nightmares.


And also, He could make illusions. Meaning he can play with his enemy's minds. With this, he thought that he could take over the whole of Galden. He can make people think that he has gone invisible, But in truth. He only blocked their eyes from seeing him. Meaning he made their eyes see illusions. And with telepathy, he can read his opponents mind and take advantage of the situation.

 

[Nohara Rin]

Name: Jaclyn Alister


Age:20


Race: Vampire


Powers: Due to being blind at birth when Jaclyn was turned her blindness remained in exchanged for other sense to be heightened. Though she is blind she can idealize images much like when bat use echo-location. This only happens when feeding come around and the monster is let loose.


Appearance:

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Personality: Very quiet at most times, but wise for being such a young vampire. Her feelings are pity on the humans she feeds upon, offering them a prayer along with two sliver coins placed upon their eyes for the ferry man to take them to meet their God. While she is often more times then not very distant to others about her feelings, Jaclyn is truly a tormented soul with a tragic past and perhaps an even worst future. Though, she keeps her head up in the end, holding onto the one thing that hasn't sent her mind into a spirally darkness.


History: The story started long ago, when the nights were long, the days shorter. Things of supernatural were all but stories you told you children to make them be good. Living in Dublin Ireland things were quiet, most people herded sheep while others did more tactful things. Jaclyn how ever had life much harder, being adopted at a young age from the streets of London, the poor girl was blind, didn't have a clue nor a friend in the world. The man that adopted her was known all around town, a fair charming older man, widowed with not a child to his name. Who would have lot he was and abusive alcoholic ? Keeping the poor soul around: Jaclyn. She was used to lure fine young men into buy things at the shop so he could earn a profit.


It wasn't till her coming of age should her life change. Leaving the house early she walked through the mud-ed pathways after a days fresh rain to pick up her father who had gotten into a fight again. Charlie had told her so, he was one of the rare few whom she could call a friend. A young Irish man with a very high spirited can do attitude towards life; how she admired him..


That night, something was much different along her path. Being as she could not see it was more the dark presence's she felt over her whole body. Truth be told, if you were to ask her about that night she could only tell you the feeling of someone dragging her into an ally. A dark whisper of "Shh.." And then. Pain...Not just any pain, the worst pain you could think of, the pain of dying.


The next day she awoke on a moving vessel, her body felt cold and lifeless. Jaclyn nearly went crazy asking those around for reply but there was nothing but silence... It felt as if weeks had past, months even? Time was something that abandoned her long ago.


Most of after her arrival in her new place was fuzzy, she could hear men yelling about a floating crate and then she could feel it, the hunger deep inside her pulsing.


The first taste.


The first kill.


The darkness that took her life away.


Jaclyn was in hell, it was all till she met him. She had been traveling with a group of gypsy's that had taken pity on the blind girl, they had offered to take her with them in return she would help in any means possible, the thought made her happy.. A house, a home. Friends? But no that would have been to easy. By nights fall she was looming over their bodies, tears falling from her eyes as she made out a cross from her temple to her chest then side to side; from shoulder to shoulder.


She could hear the howling of the beast not far, the gypsy's called it the mark of the devil a foul beast that consumed the flesh of man, sent from hell itself to turn the world to evil. Stories...That was all, just stories..At least, it was till she found herself begin chased, stopping in front of a a building she quickly ran inside. Lighting struck as she shivered, cold from the pouring rain that had began to pour.


Her body bumped into the feet of a wooden craving, panting she could feel the outline, she was in a church? Dropping to her knees with blood caked on her lips, she shivered forming the cross as she cried out to God, if she were to die here then may God save her soul. The doors burst open as she closed her eyes. She could hear its snarls, the heavy breath. Then, nothingness.


Her body collapsed and by next light she was with a strange man, he was kind and gentle... A saint in her eyes. He would never disclose her name so she would merely call him "Howl." and most she found herself happiest along his side, after that night Jaclyn's mind changed, she could remember the fear that washed over her body. If such a thing existed, then what was she? And the beast...Why didn't it kill her. Many questions rattled the girls mind as the years went on.

 

[Bard]

Name: Kodiak 'Kodi' Winters, "Howl"


Age: 57


Race: Werewolf


Powers: His feral form has bled into his humanity, giving him above-average speed and strength even when unchanged. However, it it is nothing in comparison to the real monster lurking inside. He can also manipulate his form at will, but true power is achieved on the full moon.


Appearance: Before the outbreak, Kodiak had a farmhand's tan and a muscled body adjusted to the rigors of country living. A shock of brown hair covered his head, with a chiseled face and prominent chin set with a grim expression. His skin was weathered, his hands rough, and he didn't have much in the way of facial hair or body hair for that matter. But the infusion of the wild, the mutation into the werewolf changed him drastically. His frame hulks with primal power, and his hair grows at an accelerated rate, so much so that he has given up on shaving. Any visible skin is covered in patches of thick, coarse brown hair (not quite furlike) such as the tops of his hands and arms, and his legs. His eyes have changed from their docile smokey gray into animalistic yellow, with slitted pupils that shine in the starlight.


As for clothes, he's never deviated from typical country fashion, sticking to work jeans and a plaid flannel button-up with the sleeves bunched at his elbows. He buys them in the bulk, needing to replace his clothes constantly from changing in and out of his wereform. He prefers to be barefoot; it's much cheaper to replace pants and jeans than a good pair of boots.


Personality: He exhibits many facets of the creature whose form he takes and twists it into something diabolical. Loyal to a fault, duty to the leader. To threats, he is a tireless avenger, stopping at nothing to make them pay the penultimate price. To friends, their safety above all else, a stone silent guardian to his charges. He is a man of few words, choosing to believe that actions are greater. Depending on his form, his personality takes a serious turn. Controlled, primal instinct takes over, and he likens even more to a wolf than man. However, evil shows its true face when the moon comes out, and all of his humanity is left on the ground with the tattered remains of his clothing. There is no distinction between friend or foe, and he is one with the Hunt, only desiring to seek out the easiest prey and gorge until sunrise.


History: Kodiak has had a long and varied history, and most of it revolved around animals. He has lived on the outskirts of Kalladen all his life in relative peace on his parent's farm, learning the family trade and keeping out of trouble. Years passed like this without incident. Come his 50th year, his father's health was failing from lung cancer, having been an avid smoker. He did not survive. Unfortunately, Kodiak's mother followed suit not one year later, and many said that what had killed her was a broken heart, overcome with grief at losing her husband. The cherry topping was the supernatural outbreak that ravaged Kalladen. His family farm drew water from the city limits, and so it was no wonder that he too fell subject to infection and mutation, taking on the curse that he now bears like a cross upon his shoulders.


He spent the first months of the outbreak in solitude, away from all others in fear of both his life and theirs. He knew what he had become, but at first, he could not control or stop it. Every night he was consumed with a pain-wracking transformation, and the hunger drove him forward to find sustenance. However, at this stage, he still retained his humanity, and such, fellow Galderians were not on his intended diet plan. Instead, he lived off the local wildlife of deer and moose. But the good times were not meant to last. Come his first full moon, the terror that now lived in Kodiak revealed its hand, and again he would transform. But this was different. This was uncontrollable, and unstoppable, and the Hunt pushed him beyond simple elk. He needed a real challenge, a real feast. It was the first time Kodiak had ever harmed another soul, and the first time he met his charge, Jaclyn, who barely escaped his wrath within the countryside church. To repent for his murder, and for nearly harming the blind girl, he acts as her guardian and follows her whims without thought. She has become his new pack leader.

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[Gypsy]

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[EliCarter]

Name: Jean Latvia


Age: 24


Race: Fae


Powers: (If different from the races list) The orbs Jean can propel work the same as phosphorous war heads, on a smaller scale. If the impact doesn't hurt you the phosphorus will burn your body where it hits. For roughly 60 seconds at maximum temperature of 500 degrees Fahrenheit. Of course the more powerful it is the more energy it takes. And once she's drained, she's drained.


Appearance: (Can be a picture or description)

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Jean is 4'11" and weighs 98 lbs. Her hair is kept below her chin and normally pushed from her face, it's white blonde and almost the same color of her eyes. She can normally be found wearing white tees, Letterman or leather jackets, and heavy boots. Her wings are the same color as her hair and don't manifest without her using energy, because of that she eats quite a bit and cannot hurl orbs and fly or use glamor at the same time. Will wear thick gloves to reduce the chance of metal exposure.


Personality: Headstrong and straight forward, Jean is a get up and go type of person, not necessarily feminine but does not identify as a tomboy because she doesn't believe in labels. Quick to start and argument, but not to start a physical fight because she's not stupid. She acts very similar to a college student, while not specifically bound to the stereotype.


History:


Jean grew up fairly normally, her parents were together, her brother was kinda mean to her but not any meaner than a brother would normally be. She did okay in school, but that's because she wasn't very interested, she would have done better if she tried. Did kickboxing but couldn't do it competitively because of how tiny she was, she instead joined the track team and the swimming team. Surprisingly she was very good at this, pretty soon Jean had a scholarship to a university in Kalladen. She only had about a year before she began showing signs of the virus, her eyes and hair lightened and she was detained in Fathom Hallow.


Wings began to show up and Jean began to get scared, she had originally thought it was just breast cancer and the doctors would treat her. Then even the doctors left and she was detained in a prison now. Horrified as humanity turned on her, and angry that they did. Her powers began to rapidly manifest and pretty soon all it took was an orb to the metal bars, which she discovered she could not touch, and she was gone.


It didn't take long for her to join up with Navraj, she realized they had the same goal, pay humanity back for unrightly abandoning them.

 

[Goddess]

Name: Rain Menace


Age: 25


Race: Shape shifter


Powers: (If different from the races list)


Appearance:

Starting with the bottom, she wears short shorts with beads around the waist line. She also has beads that are attached from both side of the belt loops and are attached to the bottom of the shorts. The shorts are a brown with tan spots for camo if ever needed to hide within the forest or an alley way. She wears no shoes, due to her first form of being a snake. She has a tattoo similar to the one on her face that runs from underneath her foot and u toward her knee. She wears a short tank with small straps. The shirt stops 3 inches from her navel. The rim of the shirt is aligned with the same beads as her shorts. Her shirt is red orange but dull. She has black corn rolls that stop mid bottom. Then end of her hair are secured with two beads for each. Half of her fingers from the nail to the knuckle are stained red, similar color to the tattoo that runs up her leg. On her right arm is the same tattoo but wraps around her full arm and around to her left side. She has a nose piercing in the shape of a flower. On the right side of her face is the same tattoo but instead of coming around to the other side, it branches out like branches on a tree. It surrounds her right eye and the right half of her forehead. She wears three fake golden bracelets on both wrist and ankles. These give off a chime like a bell when clanked together.


Personality: At times she is a weak-minded individual who bends her personality in order to befriend certain people. She finds that her original beauty is gross, and will not befit those she surrounds herself with. This is why she mainly stays in her one perfect form. She has very little will, mainly doubting self at times. She has a weak heart when it comes to those who make fun of her, making her feel insecure about herself. She has the desire to want affection , to be needed in any time she thinks she could be useful. This however is only on most days, some days she is a brave and independent woman who cares not of what others have to say about her. When she is amongst her own kind, she feels safe and secure. On a hunt she is more sadistic then graceful. She cares not what if the enemy or friend is weak or strong. She has days where she just wants to be alone, the small sadness in her overcoming. She is one with a mixed mind. Never can be read for her mood changes often.


History: Before the mutation came upon her home she was just a small girl who lived in a house of six. Each had a job and hers was to go out and get things they needed from the lower areas. No she was not rich but she was not poor either. Her mother was a nurse, who worked on animals and her father worked in a construction site. She was only 11 then. The youngest but not the shortest. Her life was good, following old tradition from her ancestors who were in a native tribe. On Sunday, instead of going to church they would hold their on church in the basement of the home. Each corner holding a skull of an animal and then her father in the middle with a knife and an animal he found from the pet store. Normal people would find this wrong, messed up ,but it was all but normal to her. She had even sacrificed a few of her own, but that was only on the Sunday's when her father was weak from an ill he caught before he moved to this town.


Her life kept going like an endless clock. Nothing unordinary, always following the same routine. It was on a full moon when she said she wanted something new. Well something did happen. The next day panic broke out , everything was running a muck. Her brothers were taken by men in white suits, and her mother told her to run. A plague maybe. Following orders she left, with such haste she left her home and ran through the streets. Taking cover from men who held guns in the , children screaming for help and the mothers who waved knives around. She took refuge in an alley way that led to the sewers. Night had came to quick , killing the sun as if it has already served it's purpose. She sat with her knees to her chest, holding her eyes as she held the tears.


She heard a hissing sound, a snake. She had opened them looking down at a one, small black harmless. She had ate many snakes from their many alter. The snake stood up slithering up to her. She held out her hand, wanting to die from the madness. Allowing the creature to biter her. Instead it licked her. Snakes are territorial , why would it like her. It wasn't till she fell over holding her chest. The burning pain within her made her scream out. The snake curling around the girls finger as it looked in to her eyes. She wanted to push it away but it looked as if it was giving her comfort. The pain was to much and she passed out on the floor. Even as she slept the pain surged through her body. Her stomach expanding , her teeth felt as if it wanted to come out.

 

[Sedrian]

Name: Kain


Age: N/A


Race: Vampire


Powers: (If different from the races list) Telekinesis, wielder of Soul Reaver, a powerful sword that cannot be broken. He can also turn into a swarm of bats to escape danger or get places faster. He does possess one more ability, he can change his form.


Appearance: (Can be a picture or description)


more human looking form

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true form

Personality: Kain is not a very kind individual, he is pig headed, arrogant, and often thinks only of himself. However he can follow orders when it suits him to do so, and he can be somewhat kind around others should he choose to be.


History: Not much is known about Kain's past other than he was once a nobleman but the infection changed him into a creature of the night who thirsts for blood. Other than that no one knows much about him. 
we got a lot of submission's already, can we begin?

 

[Gypsy]

We are just waiting on one more person who plans on joining us Sedrian, then we will start.

 

[Sedrian]

got it

 

[SliverOfHope]

Name: Spencer Rendas


Age: 17


Race: Shapeshifter


Powersnly other 'power' besides the one that she already has would be that she can talk to animals and read their minds.


Appearance: The animal that she shifts into the most would be a wolf. It has been made noticeable from the wolf ears and tail that are now permanently attached to her. The color of the wolf is the same color of her hair.

Personality: Spencer is stealthy and quick. She usually sits back in the shadows and watches everything, taking in as much detail as she can. She is adventurous and loves to shift whenever she can. Spencer s loyal and protective over the people she cares for. She can also be very blunt at times but never means to harm anyone.


History: Spencer was already living on the streets, knowing how to survive and fight already, when the virus hit. She got infected with the virus a little before they locked up the city so she knows how to use her power very well and she can shift fluently. Spencer doesn't know which side to be on so she stands as a neutral. She knows that not all humans are bad but she didn't know what to think because of the fact that she was shunned and abandoned by her own family, the people she thought she could trust the most, and that happened before the curse happened so they could only get worse

 

[Bard]

:x I remember having Soul Reaver for the playstation.

 

[Sedrian]

I've only played Blood Omen 2 and Defiance

 

[usagi froggy]

Name: Pashmina Afghan


Age: 29


Powers: Pashmina's eyesight zoom in and out sort of like a camera. She can also focus on certain things that she wants to. She can also knit a near indestructible thread that makes what she knits like armor. She does this because people would not expect just an ordinary article of clothing to be so strong.


Appearance: Pashmina is quite a beautiful woman with pale green skin almost like an alien's, but a few shades lighter. She has long brown hair that is a similar shade to a leaf in the winter. She likes to tie it in a braid or ponytail and drape it down her right shoulder. She has a mahogany deerstalker cap made of her special thread. She has striking gold eyes that are the color of a dandelion. Her eyes fade to a pale yellow when she focuses on something. She wears brown hiking boots all the time. She has a brown vest that she wears made of her thread. She stands tall for a girl just under 5'11 and weighs 155 pounds.


Personality: Pashmina is extremely blunt girl and will point out all your flaws without the bat of an eyelash. She is pretty rude and cold towards people and doesn't like talking to people too much. She is an active girl and likes to get up and go. She'll do most things just to do the and is quite a daredevil. She doesn't like to sit around and can never sit around for more than an hour other than sleeping. She is quite conscious of her appearance and tries to make sure that she always looks well kept.


History: Pashmina's parents already knew that they wanted a boy before she was even conceived. They were disappointed when they found out that she was a female and her father vowed to teach her the ways of hunting and sports. She was born the largest baby at the hospital at 11 lbs. She was brought home after a week and was an extremely healthy child.


When she turned 5 her father started to take her out to the forest with her and let her watch him hunt. After a few weeks of watching, Pashmina took her father's rifle and shot a rabbit. Her dad took this for dinner and could never have been prouder. He bought her her own rifle and she started to go to the woods everyday after school and shot game for sport. People payed her for her game and she gave some of her own game to the people who could not afford it for free.


When she was 13 years old her father was diagnosed with cancer. He died just month after being diagnosed and Pashmina fell into a state where all she did was lay in her room. She couldn't go to school or eat or do much of anything. Her mother feared for her and knew she had to do something. A psychiatrist started to come over to her house. For the first few weeks he just sat in Pashmina's room and the stared at each other, but Pashmina then told the psychiatrist how she felt. She poured all her emotions onto him and soon felt much better. After the session she started to appear normal, but she was quite hostile towards others. Her mother wondered where her sweet little girl had gone and knew that she would never be the same.


After a decade or so of life going as normal Pashmina was diagnosed with the virus. Her mother didn't want to let the doctor's tear her away and take her to that prison, but she knew she had to. She was influenced by the others there about how terrible everything was and how the people who did this to them should suffer. After she and the others escaped she became apart of the Atrum and is now plotting her revenge against the people who kept her contained after she changed into this elven form.

 

[Equinox Satier]

Name: Equinox Satier


Age: 18


Race: Shapeshifter


Powers: Can blend herself into shadows to escape and using her shapeshifting powers can change her hair color and eye color at will. Senses are heightened. (Her forms are: Wolf, Panther, Tiger and hawk)


Appearance:

(She looks like that except her left eye is amber. She also has very sharp canines, her body is muscled but lightly so you barely can tell unless you see her stomach where her abs are outlined just barely. She usually wears t-shirts, jeans, beanies/caps/shades/or masks and hoodies, along with fingerless gloves.)


Personality: Mysterious, quiet, quick thinking, shy, humorous, loves music and a tomboy.


History: After straying upon the city during one of her travels, she paid a club owner for their empty basement to be in solitude while she researched and drew many things. She was known to be quite an artist and she still is. Having pickpocketing and thieving skills she kept the owner of the club paid. That is until the virus hit and the fort was built around the city. The club was closed down after the owner killed himself and now she lives there in solitude. The virus hit her while she was outside of the club one day and gave her shapeshifting abilities. The club is her home and she stays in there most of the time unless she needs to go out for food or water. Human meat, human blood, or animal meat or blood isn't that bad of a meal to her but she'd rather eat something with more nutrients...something more....human. She doesn't know that much about the virus and what's going on with the wall.


Power History: Her first animal that she was able to shift into was a hawk. She happened to be hunting for food in the city, due to the fact that she couldn't get out, and stumbled on an alley way with a tipped over dumpster. Mice were every where in the pile of trash and before she could get one she heard a loud Screech. A hawk was flying down at rapid speed, she had stolen a rifle and some ammo and figured a bird would be better than a mouse. She raised her rifle, got it into her sights and shot. The Hawk dropped at the end of the alley way and Equinox ran to it. She plucked it of its feathers and immediately, without thinking, bit into it. Blood pooled in her mouth and she swallowed, dropping the bird as an energy surged through her body. She looked at the bird for a second before disposing of it and trying to shift. After a couple tries it worked and she flew over the high wall and into the forest. The next was a wolf, which she saw bleeding in the forest. She turned into a human and was sadly nude. Before she helped the wolf she had blue eyes. She pressed her hands on the wound on the wolf's side til it stopped bleeding. After she was done she jumped away from it and it disappeared into the forest. She looked at her hands and they were covered in blood. She licked them clean and the energy pulsed through her body once again, giving her the form and the amber eye. The tiger and panther blood was in vials and was easily stolen off of a couple of innocent non-human drinking vampires, who had been supplied a 2 vials each of the animals blood by a few other shapeshifter hunters. The vampires were so mad that they lost two of their blood vials, due to the fact those hunters took a long time to get that blood. Some vampires went thirsty that night, but Equinox drank both of those and gained the forms of the animals, the swiftness of a panther and the strength of a tiger.


((Does this work now?))

 

[Gypsy]

((no problem Equinox))

 

[Sedrian]

a lot of submissions huh?

 

[Gypsy]

((Um, yeah lol.))

 

[Ember Spark]

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Name: Bandit Harlem

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Gender: Female

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Age: 34

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Race: Werewolf

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Personality: Staying on the quiet side Bandit does not say much. She is a loyal fighter and wont back gown from anything. She will fight to the death if it means protecting the ones she loves. Bandit is straight forward and blunt. She will tell you how she feels about you. Sometimes being violent and a bad mouth she can also be a loving person. She does have a hint of a southern accent. She is 5'4" And weighs 130.

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History: Bandit lived on the outer part of the city. When the virus hit her it changed her into something repulsive. A werewolf. Her first full moon she was alone and confused. When the beast hit her. She was uncontrollable. She attacked 2 hikers and ripped them apart. When she came to she was covered in blood and lost. She has no one.

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Spoiler

 

[Sedrian]

so is it cool to start now or are we still waiting for a specific someone?

 

[Gypsy]

((I think we are just waiting on one other person.))

 

[Sedrian]

even though you closed it

 

[Gypsy]

((Alright. We aren't waiting any longer, the roleplay has officially started.))

 

[Sedrian]

sweet!

 

[Haley]

Adela Lumeness

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20

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Elf

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Adela is very adventurous and involved in the war, She's headstrong and determined. She's also very opinionated and can be quite full of herself at times although, most just take that as part of her being an elf.

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For the past five years Adela has lived in the forest surrounding Kalladen with many other elves. She hasn't been human in five years so sometimes it's a little difficult for her to empathize with them but, she tries, determined to see peace between Vomica and humans. After all, she hasn't forgotten she was one once. Adela is very involved with the war and, has been since Lumen's day one as a group. From early within her :infection" Adela taught herself to be very skilled with her blades and although she wants peace, she is prepared for a violent, bloody, war to break out between the Atrum and Lumen. So, needless to say she is proudly apart of the Lumen attack and defense force along with the rest of her living family, which consists of her Mother and Father. Adela doesn't know anything about the rest of her family or, if she even has a "rest of family" It's something her parents refuse to talk about.

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((OKAY SORRY FOR DELAY, I'M MOVED OVER. I'LL JUST HOP IN.))

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