Fantasy Inhumanity: Cries for Sanity

[SilverBlack]

@SilverBlack


***When stating your abilities as a Species, please make sure they do not overpower the humans easily.***


NO MORE IMMUNES ARE ALLOWED.


YOU CAN ONLY BE NON-IMMUNES NOW.


Name: (First and last name)


Appearance: (Image and a detailed description can both be accepted.)


Race: (Human race or the type of Species)


Immunity (humans only): (You are now only limited to being a non-immune.)


Occupation (Job, Home, etc): (Hunter or what job, student, etc.)


Age:


Height/Physical Build:


Personality: (At least a paragraph, more is welcome!)


Weapons/Ability: (Weapons can be highly advanced, ability can vary, with a description of the ability.)


Sexual Orientation:


Bio: (Must be at least two paragraphs long or equal to that. A descriptive and lengthy one is welcome!)


Extra:

 

[q r o w]

h"It seems destiny has a twisted view of reality. " ~Anya


Name: Anya Markova


Appearance:


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Anya has blonde hair in the sunlight, but it tends to get more of a lavender color like her eyes, at night. She is pale and looks frail, But don't let her innocent looks fool you.


Race: Forest Nymph


Age: 15


Height/Physical Build:


5'6 weighing a total of 128lbs.


She looks frail, but what you can't see is dangerous.


Personality:


Little Anya is a kind, and harmful spirit. Well, if you don't scare or piss her off. She can be a tad sarcastic and show a lot of apathy*. She loves philosophy and playing in the forest. She is cautious and very withdrawn from others due to her lack of trust, But those who do friend her have a loyal, caring and respectable/trustworthy friend, even if she doesn't trust you. She grows very quiet most times and prefers to observe, but if provoked her eyes turn deep purple and her pupils disappear when angry, Sad, frustrated, or threaten. She can become violent and flexible, A bad combination for a girl like her.


Weapons/Ability:


A bow an Arrow are perfect for this girl when scouting or hidden on her forest. The bow is enchaned with a tracking organism, that what ever an arrow hits, can be tracked for up to two days.


Finally, Her favorite weapon is her beautiful throwing knives, made from pure obsidian. She carries three at all times, Though she has a total of eight. They are made to come back to her no matter how far.


Her ability is Nature Manipulation, Including earth and water. She can manipulate the two elements two her will.


Her Passive ability is enhanced sense and speed.


Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual


Bio:

Spoiler

Anya stood sitting at the base of a tree, her brother Dean sat beside her. Stroking her hair and looking at her smiling, Dean made movements with his hands wanting to surprise his sister.


"Anya, look."


"What is it now Dean?"


He placed a crown of water lily's on her head, and stood, then kneeled.


"I crown you the queen of Our Forest." he said and she let out a childish giggle.


"And you are my knight!" she said and her laughed. "Of course." he promised.


He picked her up and placed her on his shoulders. They started to walk home when a shadow loomed after them. Dean threw her off his shoulders and hid her behind the tree. "Anya, run!" he whispered going after the figure. She saw his throwing knives glittering as he threw them non- stop, but it was to late, the figure had prepared, aimed, and killed her brother. She gasped lightly, as she watched her brother fall lifeless. Her eyes changed and she stepped out from her spot. Vines erupted from the ground enlacing themselves around her target, squeezing around his throat like a boa constrictor, until he wasn't breathing anymore. Crying she picked up her brothers knives, and closed his eyes. "You served your kingdom well, brother, my knight. your life wont be in vain." she whispered. Her eyes went back to normal, filled with tears. Crying, she did just what her brother said. She ran until her legs gave out, and the blackness swallowed her and her grief into unconsciousness.


Extra: @SilverBlack

 

[Sigfried]

[=] RAIGO KORONA[=]





Name:


Juyon Raigo Korona


Appearance:


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Race:


Human


Immunity:


Yes


Occupation (Job, Home, etc):


Currently works as a Hunter and lives in a small apartment in Castille.


Age:


26


Height/Physical Build:


Height: 5'9


Weight: 180lbs


Rather thin but muscular. Many Scars on his back, ankles and chest.


Personality:


He's a weird guy and doesn't likes it to talk with other people. He often talks with a Picture of his Big Brother and Big Sister who died a few years ago. If he speaks with you for longer than 7 minutes, it could be that he likes you.


But even if he doesn't talks very much, he's rather sympathetic... at least towards people who don't just Judge without thinking. Towards people he doesn't like, he's cold.



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Spoiler

some say, Raigo has only two emotions, which are sadness and happiness. Raigo has Mental Ilnesses. The first is a Kind of Depression: He is (or was) emotionless. But it's slowly fading. The Second is The so called Bellatores caedem Syndrom (Translation: Assasination Warrior Syndrom; Explanation: A Mental Illness, which makes the Victim unable to feel fear in the usual way. The People which suffers from "Belaedem" will immediately attack the person/thing, leave the Place where they are or change the Situation if they are in fear of it. If two factors mix together (he's at a place that he Fears and Fears the People that want to kill him), he will kill people if there are any.


These two Mental Illnesses make him a bit scary and weird, but he's very nice deep inside.







Weapons/Ability:


He has two Knives it comes to Hand to Hand combat. His Knife Skills could be seen as an ability. He's able to throw them, but he needs to look for his knives after he threw them away, cause he wants to keep them.


He also uses a Modified Pistol. He's able to shot through light armor with it and his Bullets are filled with an bacteria that has the possibility to paralyze the enemy (40% possibility).


He's rather fast and strong, is inhumanly robust and has a great endurance.


As mentioned before, his Knife Skills are amazing.


It's rather impossible that he miss his target if it doesn't move too fast.


He could kill you with every cut, without your notice. You can say that he's the born assasin.


He's able to use Caporeia and Pankration (Brutal Martial Art: Google it)


Sexual Orientation:


Heterosexual


Bio:
















As the Immunity was diagnosted, Raigo was forced to train.


"From now on, you are a man, and not a kid anymore..."


Raigo's Dad, Shinja, said these words to his 10 years old son. Within 8 years, he maybe developed his Knife Skills, but also got ill... As a new Mental Illness, the Bellatores caedem Syndrom was diagnosted, his training got harder.












The last intense fight he had was against his brother. He was 20 and his brother 23. His Sister was 25.


"I wont fight against Raigo Dad..."


"You'll do what I s-"


"NO! He's my younger brother, and you want that I fight with him. We are both equipped with Knives, we could hurt wach other. Even without Knives. You're crazy!"


"RAIGO!"


With 20 years, Raigo was just like a puppet without emotions. As his father shouted his name, Raigo rushed to his brother and attacked him. He dodged and they started to fight. As their Sister stepped into the Hall where they were Currently fighting, Raigo was about to Stab His Brother's Throat, but His Sister jumped into the Knife which went directly between the Ribs through the Heart. His Brother was saved but Raigo took out another Knife and stabbed His Brother into a the neck. Both died. Since that day, Raigo has kept these two Knives and a memory he wants to erase.


A few days After that, Raigo left his parents and was finally able to see the World. He was able to "get back" a few emotions and joined the Hunters later. The only Problem now is Belaedem. Even if he's now able to control it a bit, it's still very Bad.







Extra:


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(Pistol)


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(Knives) (each 40 cm long)

 

[Vague]

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Rowan Fennick

The Basics

Name: Rowan Fennick


Age: 18


Race: Human


Immunity: Yes


Occupation: Hunter


Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Appearance

Height: 5'8"


Weight: 122 lbs.


Hair Color: Dark Brown


Eye Color: Green


Skin Color: Pale


Overall Appearance: Rowan is rather average when it comes to height and probably a bit thinner than a girl her age should be, but she makes up for it in looks. Her long dark hair and emerald eyes make her stand out. Rowan usually sports whatever the organization gives her for clothing.

Digging Deeper

Personality: Rowan isn't really the most pleasant person to be around. Aloof, hostile, and guarded, it isn't easy to work with her. She must prefers to be independent, often working alone instead of with others. She's incredibly determined, though. If you do end up working with her, don't expect her to half-ass things. If she wants to do something, she's going to do it well.


Don't think Rowan doesn't have a good side at all. If she actually likes you, she may open up to you. The other side of Rowan that she doesn't let others see is warm, caring, and slightly friendly. She can also be sensitive at times. But if you really want to get to know her, don't expect it to happen in a day or two. She's not the most trusting person, so you have to show her that you're worthy.


Bio: Born into a rather small family, consisting of just her older brother and parents, Rowan's childhood wasn't an ideal one. Her parents only paid attention to her older brother. Charming, friendly, and talented, he had all the traits Rowan didn't. So it's safe to say she was pretty neglected. Rowan was always alone. Instead of making friends, she stuck to herself, fearing rejection. She put up a shell around herself, a cold outer shell, so people wouldn't see how she truly was. Fearful and sensitive.


Rowan found out she was immune when she was only 10. Immunity was a rarity, and so, she was forced to become a hunter. Not that she minded. It kept her busy, and her parents finally paid attention to her. She proved to be a good hunter, and eliminated all creatures that got in her way. She ranked up quickly due to both her skill and immunity. Now that she's 18, she's one of the highest ranks. She doesn't care what she has to do as long as she gets the job done.


Weapons:


| THROWING KNIVES |


Rowan carries around throwing knives so she can easily attack enemies from a distance. They usually prove to be effective.





| SWORD |


Given to her by the organization, this is Rowan's main weapon. She's very skilled with it, and knows many techniques.

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[noname]

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  Fleur Lemonid
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Race: Meadow Nymph
  
  
  Height/Physical Build: 152 cm (5 feet). Fleur has a slim and delicate body. When she changes into a 'human child' her height decreases to 4'7 (140cm)
  
  
  Occupation (Job, Home, etc): Fleur runs a small flower shop in the deeper side of the forest, a bit isolated from the other species. If anyone happens to stumble upon her little shop- human or a fellow species, Fleur does her best to provide what ever they wish to purchase- only for a trade.
  
  
  Age: 80 (20 in human years)
  
  
  
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  Personality: Fleur is a very quiet spirit who is very cautious of the world around her. She mostly observes her surroundings, noticing small details and movements. She moves delicately without a sound, hovering as some would call it, trying not to disturb or ruin the grass beneath her feet or startle little creatures. However, if there is a time when she isn't silent it would be when she speaks to the flowers, letting her voice finally resound into the air. Above all, she loves to watch plants grow, even letting herself stay in one place for a long time until they finally reach their potential. More than anything, she gives her life into caring and protecting whatever Mother Nature has in store for her- from a little bug to a dying tree or even rogue wind that needs to be calmed down.
  
  
  
  
  
  Bio:Around a century ago, on the Spring Equinox, it was the day that the Sun and Moon could rule the skies without quarreling over who hogged more time. As the equinox started, the first ray of light from them had fallen upon a single flower seed. It was that moment when the flower seed has been blessed into a soul. The light of the Sun had gifted the soul a body of a nymph and a suitable voice that sounded delicate as the flowers, whereas the Moon gave her a working mind and the senses she needed. Finally, as Mother Nature noticed this new life, she graced the nymph with grey eyes that would allow the soul to see the beautiful wonders of the world along with a green thumb that allowed her take part in nature.
  
  
  However, there was one thing that had been left out as this soul slowly awakened. Perhaps it had been left out on purpose- for a fellow group of nymphs that were wandering around in search of a good home had found her. Even they had noticed what this soul was missing. Why, she didn't have a name! Luckily, a Lemonid (Meadow Nymph) of the group recognized the familiar green eyes that matched her own and excitedly exclaimed that this young nymph was in fact a Lemonid like herself. Now all this young soul needed was a name that would become her identity. Just then, another voice with a subtle accent joined in. It was a Wind Nymph that had recently traveled to France that suggested, 'How about Fleur? It means flower in French, plus seems like this little one used to be a flower seed before she became one of us.' Murmurs of agreement and nods followed. Within moments, it was decided that this new nymph was called Fleur Lemonid. So there, a nymph that didn't speak an ounce of french and wasn't even born in the meadow was given such a name. But the young nymph liked her name.
  
  
  The same group of nymphs taught the young spirit their ways and basic unwritten rules that she would follow. One, was that it was their job to protect and nurture what Mother Nature had gifted to this world. Two, magic will only be used as an aide of their job. Three, do not allow harm or any sort of threat that may destroy nature.
  
  
  As years passed by, Fleur learned to speak with nature and control her magic. She settled in the forest soon after and parted ways with the Nymph-as they did too-and continues to protect what she must.
  
  
  
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  Weapon: Fleur carries a rusty sword that she picked up when she was strolling around the deeper parts of the forest. Which she mostly has as a sense of security and to scare others away while it remains in its sheath.
  
  
  Ability: The nature spirit is capable of working her magic with the trees and winds as her nymph traits allows her to but she specializes with the ever so beautiful but delicate flowers. She can sense their inner emotions and communicate with them, letting it be easier for her to keep up with news that the plants may pick up. She is able to grow plants (flowers, fruits, trees, herbs, but mostly flowers) at a fast speed. The plants that she grows let it clearly be seen that they are healthy and rich. Her signature flower would be the rose, as she even lets them decorate her dark hair. If she were to need an actual weapon, she would let the thorns assist her in defense and- in worst case scenarios, to attack those who may endanger the gifts of nature that she must protect. The only downside to her ability would be that she can exhaust herself if she uses too much of her magic- which could even threaten to shorten her life span by a couple of years.
  
  
  Fleur can also momentarily disguise herself as a human in order to sell flowers in the city.
  
  
  
  
  
  Spoiler

  

  
  Sexual Orientation: Questioning
  
  
  Extra: Fleur loves to grow her own flower gardens and attempt to create a small patch of meadow where ever she decides needs a bit more of happiness. Before heading out to the city, Fleur makes sure the coast is clear with whatever the plants and birds and even winds may allow her to hear. She loves to collect items that may help her in creating good compost for the earth.
  
  
  

Spoiler

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  Caspian Kae
  
  
  
  Race: Merfolk
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Occupation (Job, Home, etc): Due to the ocean residing near the west side of the city, Caspian is busy guarding the shore and waters for hunters and in case the humans may one day decide to hunt for the countless ocean life living with the merfolk for food resource. Aside from being the coast patrol of the ocean for his dear merfolk, he may sometimes sneak into the city as he is a regular visitor at the city aquarium.
  
  
  Age: 71 (23 in human years)
  
  
  Height/Physical Build: 182cm (5'9) His height remains the same when he transforms into a human. His tail is quite normal for merman, for the fins can resemble that of a shark to even an orca.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Personality: His loyalty and love for the merfolk may touch the highest skies and reach the lowest of the ocean depths where no life form can breath but...Caspian doesn't really admire the humans as much as he likes what they wear- particularly the men. He will go for anything he likes, not really caring for the safety of humans as he brushes by them without a thought that they may turn into an inhuman. He especially hates the hunters for attacking innocent merfolk and other species, the ultimate cause for the gradual decline of the species population. His memory is extraordinary, for he even remembers the faces or any other characteristic such as the voice of every hunter he witnessed actively capturing or killing a fellow Species. It's no surprise that he tends to lie since he needs to mask the real reason for why he smells so fishy- literally.
  
  
  Bio: Ever since he was young, Caspian had trained to defend against and attack any harmful organism that posed as a threat for the merfolk, specifically the humans. Naturally, he grew to dislike them for taking away hours of his childhood and making him live his life in the ocean as if he was preparing for war. The worst part was that it was a war that may potentially, no- most likely- happen. It was a war that may wipe away the merfolk and other Species from existence.
  
  
  He wanted to see how these humans looked like. If they appeared as monstrous as they sounded. If they had heartless eyes with a constant desire for bloodshed. So when none of the other coastal guards were looking, Caspian slipped out of the ocean and transformed into a human. He had prepped for that very day, constantly leaving the waters during his break time in order to seek any other Species that were kind enough to tell him about the humans and give him an appropriate disguise to look like them.
  
  
  The merman couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the city. It was filled with architectural structures he'd never imagine, food he never tasted, all sorts of technological gadgets that could perform any task in a remarkable speed, and the clothes they wore. Some of the humans actually looked attractive. It was astonishing. They radiated with confidence. As if they owned the ground they walked on and ruled the heavens from which they could've fallen from. Caspian wanted that look. He wanted that gleam in his eyes that said he had lived the life he had always wished for.
  
  
  For days he would trade with the Species, getting the currency that humans used in exchange for treasures that he found in the ocean. Within no time, Caspian was able to walk into a clothing store and purchase the outfit he desired. He also bought an extremely strong cologne, or was it a perfume? Anyway he practically soaked himself with the strong scent he bought, covering the smell of the ocean and wiping away any remaining suspicion that he was not what he seemed to the humans.
  
  
  It was no surprise he fell into a state of awe and rage when he found the city aquarium. He felt an immense sorrow for the lifeforms trapped behind a glass, hating himself for admiring the beautiful interior of the aquarium, that he could have the sensation of being in the ocean as a human when he really wasn't in the waters. Nonetheless, he visited the aquarium every time he entered the city, always staring apologetically at the creatures whilst promising he would find a way to help those that wanted to escape from behind the glass.
  
  
  
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  Weapons/Ability: Other than transforming into a human, Caspian can communicate- mostly telepathically- with sea creatures. He can also control the ocean waters to an extent of summoning large waves.
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Questioning
  
  
  Extra: Caspian has an interest for human fashion, always trying to look his best when he is outside of the water.
  
  
  

 

[SilverBlack]

(I will be posting two characters, although here's just one of them. :3 I legit just reused my old one cause I haven't gotten the chance to properly roleplay him! ><)


Name:


Shui Kamia


Appearance:

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Spoiler

Shui's known for his long, silky red/orange hair that seems to be the color of the settling sun, his face usually half-hidden by the hood he wears to hide his identity in the human society. Yet, upon having the hood removed he's revealed to be a handsome young man with eyes an alluring green. Shui carries with him a large, old yet beautiful lute, which seems to remain by his side almost any time.


Race:


Werecat


Occupation:


In the city of Castille, he is known to be the street-performer that plays the lute. However, he remains as a free informant to the Species, especially to the Werecats, of the different news he learned during his time in the human society.


Age:


22


Height/Physical Build:


Shui has a height around 5'8'', his body finely built but lean in figure.


Personality:


Shui is not quite the chatty person---marked by his usual quiet and peaceful attitude, he leaves behind a mysterious aura to whoever encounters him for the first time. However, in no way would that define him as a cold and boring lad. He's gentle in nature and kind in personality, making casual conversations and breaking any silence if it has made the other uncomfortable. He smiles, teasing once in a while, and laughs softly to whatever has delighted him. Yet, many times upon being alone, his eyes are often seen to be shadowed by a layer of hidden sadness, his mind lost in deep thoughts, overwhelming himself with an aura that no one could exactly tell what but knows that he does not wished to be disturbed.


Shui is rarely mad, rather an extremely patient person. Even if he is not in a good mood, he treats other with his usual politeness and nice manner. He treats even the humans the same way, wishing most of the time to avoid a fight or argument, unsettling the peace and silence he prefers. He has an incredible love for his lute, thus often being discovered playing it alone.


Shui is intelligent, and when he is feeling delightful or pleased, he will often show it immediately--for example becoming the talker rather than the listener, giving out random gifts and offering free helps, his face obviously beamed with cheerfulness. Shui can also be rather stubborn, although it's hard to catch those moments. He might once in a while has his long hair caught on a tree branch, or falling asleep standing, thus losing his balance. Those are the silly times he wished no one would ever discover or see, becoming rather embarrassed with faint blushes visible on his face if anyone has caught sight of him losing his usual coolness.


Weapons/Ability:


In protection for himself, Shui carries with him several throwing knives around his waist. He is incredibly flexible and experienced with them, having using them for years for foods and fights he's often caught into upon discovered by a Hunter. However, Shui avoids as much fights as possible, not liking to hurt anyone unless needed. His agility allows him to escape many attacks from the humans and Inhumans, and he also carries with him a dagger, in which he's good at, but not as skilled as the throwing knives.


Shui is incredibly good at playing his lute, the music created ringing with such a soothing melody both Species and humans love when performed in public. He's been playing it for years, it's as if his lute is his life.


Sexual Orientation:


Bisexual


Bio:


"Look, my dear, he has the same beautiful red hair as me."


Born under the loving smiles of his parents, Shui is the middle child of the Kamia family. Although he's the only son who inherits his mother's elegant red as the hair color, his face is similar to that of his two brothers---one older, named Len, and the younger one Shou.


The family lived in isolation, in hiding of any contacts with humans, and also quite separated from other werecats and Species. There have been no particular reasons except that the family wished to live happily alone, their peace not disturbed by anyone else. Their desire to avoid any battles or conflicts with any other beings resulted in them being called "cowards" by many other Species, whose desires to fight with each other and mostly with Humans caused their great dislike towards the Kamia family. However, Shui, his brothers and his parents rarely care. As long as they can live on as calmly as they wish, they ignore any bad words spoken about them. And, by staying so, they've lived together happily for 14 years, after the birth of Shui.


Among those pleasant 14 years in Shui's life, he's become closely attached with his two siblings, especially his older brother Len, who's 5 years older than him. He's the type of older brother that everyone relies on, especially his father, resulting in a strong bond between the father and son. Len has been the one to taught Shui about the use of throwing knives and daggers, for hunt and for self-defense. He's been the one to sing Shui and Shou to sleep when they were still extremely young. Far most importantly, however, is that Len has been the one to give Shui his lute for his 13th birthday, a gift Shui treasures so much even till today. According to Len, he saw the lute thrown away on the street when he visited the city of Castille, where humans reside, in order to acquire any news in regards of Hunter's plans and their safety. The lute is not broken, looks perfectly fine rather, thus he brought it back home for Shui. This gift, perhaps, would be the last loving moment his brother would give him. For, soon after his birthday passed, the tragedy happened.


The beginning of the tragedy occurred when his father decided to venture out of the forest they lived in himself to reach Castille, much for the same reason Len had visited the human city before. Yet, on his way, he met a woman. A woman with utter grace, elegance, and beauty, who stood at the exit of the forest--a woman that captured his attention so much as to sway his heart for his loyalty to his wife. Perhaps worsened by the influence of alcohol, a stupid mistake to be drinking so while travelling to Castille--an utter mistake was made as the father shared a night with the woman, who seemed to be oblivious to how dangerous it is to do so. For she, as pretty as she could be, is a human.


One could say it's not entirely his fault, the flirty words, the poisonous power of lustful love that caused the man to fall into the worst trap ever was followed by a series of discoveries. The woman was in fact the beloved daughter of a government official of the human society, who found no need to educate his daughter of the dangers of the infectious Species, due to the over-confidence that his guards would protect his daughter perfectly well. Who would've known that the curious nature of the girl had led her to escape and venture out to the forest? Who would've known that she would be so silly enough as to playfully flirt and share a night with who is supposed to be her worst enemy?


Yet, no one has scolded her for her mistake, for the biggest blame is put onto the father, for turning her into such a beast as an Inhuman. Being discovered cheating--worse yet with a human--caused the massive emotional breakdown of Shui's mother, and the utter disbelief from his fellow siblings, especially Len. Shou, who was 8 years younger than Shui, was still too young to exactly understand what happened--he could only understand three words: "Father has betrayed."


It was almost even more of a disbelief how Len was still willing to stand by his father's side, with the soothing words that everyone makes mistakes, that everything will be alright. He persuaded his family that father was under the influence of alcohol at that time--and being flirted by such a woman, a mistake like that was possible. He wished them all to forgive, his hopeful eyes landing onto Shui for support, who was too bewildered to make a response. Len suggested that they move away from their original home, in case the humans found them. But the mother was unwilling to do so.


Ten days later their location was revealed, their mother was killed on the spot right after being found by one of the Hunters, and their father was dragged out of the house, a huge iron stick sent a blow to his head, but he's far from dead.


At that time, Len was out, searching for food for his siblings and mother to eat, who seemed too depress to even work or cook anymore. Left alone, then, with his brother Shou, Shui was overwhelmed by confusion on what to do and how to act. He felt powerless as he watched his father getting beaten, the blood that poured out from the increasing wounds, and the only thing he could do was to hold his hands over Shou's eyes, to block him from the horrifying sight, as they hid themselves behind the woods near the cabin they lived in. Shui had wished that he could do something, but he had hesitated. His father was the one who betrayed, thus, now he is just receiving the "punishment." The thought repeated in his mind, and furthered by his own cowardice to go against the number of Hunters. In the end, Shui could only watch hopelessly as his father was weakened by every blow. His last words has been his name.


When Len returned, he saw the bloody tragedy in display. Falling onto his knees, the feeling of hatred and sadness, angriness and regret overwhelmed him, the tears that fell from his eyes and his twisted, disfigured cry is a sight Shui has never seen before. And the moment Len saw him--saw the brother he used to love so much--only cold words were managed to escape from his mouth, the mixed feeling of another betrayal and of dying love.


"Why didn't you stop them? I trusted you."


With that, those few words, his brother turned around and left, the black hood over his face, never to be seen again.


Shui was left behind with Shou, then. He has thought of killing himself if not that a younger brother still existed, who shouldn't bear the burden as he has to. He blamed himself for the death of his family and the disappearance of his brother, thus decided to grow up carrying that guilt. He raised his brother up with all the skills he previously learned from his father and from Len, and he began to visit Castille himself, becoming a street-performer with the lute too dear to be thrown away. Because of him unable to live on entirely by himself, he finally decided to leave the isolated status his family is in, and, bringing Shou alone, Shui began relying on other werecats, one of them as kind as to take care of Shou while he's gone to Castille, for the same reasons his family has used to travel there to, except now any information learned he shares it with any other werecats. Years later, he learned that Len had been captured by a Hunter and brought in for experimentation, and killed. By that time, Shui was mature enough to handle the sadness without breaking down. He continued with the peaceful lifestyle he once had with his family, avoiding any battles, and tried his best to hold back his own hatred against the human society.


Extra:


Incredible love for lute, and upon tasting coffee he fell in love with it. However, he greatly despised medicines, the bitterness of it caused him to be almost frightened by it. It takes a huge amount of effort to make him swallow medicines if he's ever sick.


I apologize for any grammatical error found in the character sheets! OwO

 

[StoneWolf18]

Personal Details

Appearance: Dysis a thin yet muscular build with a pale complexion, soft blue eyes, angular features, and long, ebony hued hair.


Name: Dysis Torren


Nickname: Dysis


Age: 26


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Asexual


Occupation: Hunter


Personality: Dysis has an...interesting personality. A disarray of various things, all transformed into one. Most often, to everyone's displeasure, she is immature. The one that has to make that one joke at the wrong time. Sarcastic, has to combat most things in that manner no matter the situation. And somewhat emotionless, rarely you will ever see Dysis have fits of rage, or misery without a good reason. But, this doesn't mean that she is unable to show fear, because trust me, she can. More antisocial than others, not wanted to get involved with unnecessary social interactions, yet Dysis isn't a loner. Once she has warmed up to one you will be sure to have numerous discussions on diverse topics. All of these make her harder to "Get used to" than most people. Learning how to deal with Dysis is a taxing process, although more than one person has succeeded in this.


Now, when called upon, Dysis can somewhat become an opposite of herself. She is exceedingly intellectual. A great joy of her's is to solve problems of assorted degrees and to test her mental ability. Serious, yes it is possible for Dysis to become quite pensive in certain situations. Taking the utmost precaution even when doing the slightest action. A very rare sight is to see her become emotional with not a single justification. It does happen, if one were to see this that is, then you are of the very few.


Likes:


Reading


Learning something new


Speaking her mind


Dislikes:


Being the center of attention


Anyone extremely racist


Fear(s): Being caught


Goal(s): Continue presenting to be human until a cure is found

History

Dysis had grown up resenting her kind. It all began with her parents, her mother being Mer and Father human, but he wasn't biological. Her actual father had been an asshole only up for a brief preiod of time and obviously didn't want to care for a child, thus why he left hours after she had been conceived. Her mother on the other hand had been somewhat desperate then leading to her meeting Dysis' "father", yada yada yada, you get the drill.


Having been born into a family as such, she was integrated into human society as if she were a normal child. And once she was careful enough, allowed to attend a public school despite her father's extreme concern and thoughts on homeschooling. Everything seemed perfectly fine. Except when she reached high school. The tension between the humans and species was clear, and when she had been younger there were rumors curculating that some of the teachers doubled as hunters undercover. No one really believed them until during class, someone had spotted a werewolf that had let their tail slip. This lead to a hostile confrontation and after some pleading, the kid was then executed in front of the whole class. Now, if that didn't scare the shit outta her, nothing else would.


After that and finishing her education then moving and getting a degree in college, the young woman had weighed her options and decided that the best way to remain safe in the city was to hide in plain sight. Applying for a position among the hunter's and huntress' ranks as an immune (cause she couldn't really get infected) she managed to survive through a harsh bought of training before being fully initiated. It now being 4 years later, Dysis is growing increasingly concerned with the lack of a cure, wondering how much longer she could keep this up before someone finds out.

Stats

Species: Mer


Other Appearance: The image below except female, resembles a Mako shark.

Spoiler

Strengths:


Underwater Breathing


Swimming


Being able to obtain a human-esc form


Weaknesses:


24 hours is the longest she can remain out of water at one time


Most of her strength is centered around her legs/tail, making her upper body a bit weaker despite working it frequently


She's working with the very people that what to kill her...yeah


Weapon(s): Duel Wielding a set of these swords, they are usually in their respective sheaths that are attached to a belt wrapped around her waist.

 

[Dawnsx]

Name:

"Make sure you remember me well."

Euli Latera

Age:

"Gotta get those anti-aging cream!"

34 years old (about 21 human years)

Species:

"It's a secret between us, alright?"

Werecat​

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  "Hair? Check. Clothes? Check. I'm ready!"
  
  With a head of fluffy pink hair, Euli isn't that hard to spot in a crowd. He typically wears bright colors with styles that could very much change depending on his mood. In addition, he always wears red framed glasses and an earring in his left earlobe. To hide his feline features from humans, he would wear a baseball cap and tie a cardigan around his waist. He stands at about 5'6'', and has a slender figure.
  
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  If his mischievous eyes, playful grin, and vibrant styles aren't enough to give it away, Euli is a very flamboyant and confident Werecat. He's the type that would pamper himself and try to look dazzling all the time. Not only that, Euli is also exuberant and enthusiastic, especially towards humans, whom he finds absolutely perplexing. He is outwardly affectionate towards humans and would be often seen chattering, teasing and flirting with them.
  
  Despite Euli's easy-going image, he can be surprisingly insightful. Perhaps almost as good as he is a talker, he is also a great listener. He is able to provide comfort for his friends and offer sound advice, and won't hesitate to extend a helping hand in their time of need. At the same time, Euli is also unexpectedly sensitive and sometimes has trouble expressing his feelings. Sure, he'll definitely share his happiness with his friends if he's having a great day, or grumble and complain if he's in a horrible mood. Anything beyond that, anything about his anxieties or sorrows or even his anger, he would never share that and worry those around him.
  
  As affectionate as Euli is with his words, he isn't one for physical contact. The only reason for this being his fear of accidentally injuring his friends and turning them into Inhumans.​
  
  
  
  
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  As a kitten, Euli lived in Mora's forest with other Werecats. Just like the others, he would gather fish from lakes and rivers, berries from trees, and sleep on the grass below the stars. From the very day that he was born, he was taught to always stay with other Werecats, and to avoid all humans. He was told that the humans were ruthless creatures who sought to eliminate all Species. However, Euli knew that their actions were inevitable, for the Species brings them death and disease. Either way, the young kitten knew better than to approach the humans.
  
  That, however, didn't keep the humans from coming to him.
  
  Euli first laid eyes upon a human when he was resting in a tree. It was a young girl who was oblivious to his presence. He doubted that she was one of those "ruthless humans" that his people spoke of, and so he quietly observed her. Her attire was something that he was not accustomed to seeing, with the floral and frill. It looked as though it would hinder one's movements, but it was certainly pleasant to the eyes. Eventually, another human with heavy clothing hurried up to the girl and led her away towards the human city of Castille. The short encounter had certainly peaked Euli's interests in humans. Yet, he couldn't satisfy his curiosity due to his reliance on his family.
  
  As time went by, human attacks on the forests increased, and Werewolves had also increased their invasions in Werecat territory. The peaceful life that Euli had once known was slowly crippling, and frankly, he found that following in his family's lead of killing and action was not his thing. When he grew old enough, Euli made the decision to leave his family and sneak into Castille, much to the chagrin of his fellow Werecats.
  
  In Castille, Euli disguised himself as a human and managed to find a job and a cheap apartment. Of course, being a Species in human territory was difficult, as he had little to no idea about human behavior and laws. He often received suspicious stares in his first few months in Castille when he would screw up and do something stupid. As time went on though, Euli got the gist of what to do and not to do, and he now lives a comfortable and dazzling life in Castille.​
  
  
  
  
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  Occupation (Job, Home, etc):
  
  Currently resides in an apartment and works part-time in a small clothing shop in Castille.
  
  Abilities:
  
  Euli has heightened senses as well as enhanced agility, much like an actual cat. It grants him the ability to accomplish certain feats that humans can't. His nails grows faster and sharper than human nails, which allows him to utilize them in combat. Other than that, he does not usually carry or use any weapons unless they are presented to him. Also, like most Werecats, he is able to transform into an actual cat.
  
  Sexual Orientation:
  
  Meowsexual... Or not. Most likely bisexual.​
  
  
  
  

Name:

"Who's asking? Well, I'll tell anyway."

Marsan

Age:

"Don't ask a lady her age... But I'm not old enough to say that yet."

64 years old (about 16 human years)

Species:

"I probably don't look like it."

Fairy

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  "I'm missing a few things... Here and there..."
  
  A few things stand out with Marsan, with the first being her size. She's naturally small compared to humans, but quite big in comparison to her fellow Fairies. Marsan would probably be one of the biggest sizes that they come it- Almost as big as a newborn human baby. Though, that's not quite what's most particular about her. Fairies are most easily distinguished by their glittering, transparent wings. For Marsan, however, all that's left on her back is a pair of scars.
  
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  Sure, Marsan's missing a pair of wings, and sure, she's got a sad ol' story to go with it, but that doesn't seem to faze her jolly attitude in the least. Even though Marsan can't fly anymore with her friends, she's found a pretty good reason why legs exist. The world may seem big and intimidating from the ground, but to Marsan, it's just broadening her horizons. And Humans might be a teensy bit more aggravating to her mind now, but she still knows that they're not all bad. Through every tough situation, Marsan somehow always manages to find a brighter side to it.
  
  Though, behind the optimistic smile still hides the experience of a terrifying and painful loss. It never dampens Marsan's attitude, but it does bring out a wiser, more thoughtful side to the young Fairy.​
  
  
  
  
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  Fairies have wings. That just seems to be the laws of the universe, and a fact that everyone knows and accepts. Marsan, too, had a pair of beautiful wings. Even now, she could remember the way it glimmered when the sun shone upon it. The way they would take her into the skies, the gentle breeze against her cheeks, the little flying critters by her side... How she missed all of that.
  
  Under the protection of the elves and nature itself, the Fairies rarely had any encounters with the humans. With all the talk about the humans and their bizarre city though, curiosity got the better of Marsan. Knowing that her friends and family will stop her, she snuck away from her home and treaded into human territory. She had no particular intention other than checking out what the humans and their homes looked like. She thought that she would just take a sneak peak and go off on her merry way.
  
  Fate seemed to have a different idea.
  
  The moment Marsan emerged from the forest, she felt a pair of hands engulf her entire body. She hasn't seen them before, but Marsan just knew that her aggressors must be the humans. Those funny clothes that they wore, and the strange, mechanical tube-shaped things they had... Marsan thought maybe she should feel fascinated, but all that was on her mind was the hands around her and the jeering laughs that the humans shared.
  
  Almost too suddenly, a hand gripped her wings. What happened next, Marsan couldn't quite remember. The only thing that she was able to recall clearly was what felt like fire blazing through her back- a sensation that still jolted her awake at night when dreams of the incident. When she came to her senses though, she was surrounded by familiar faces that served as little comfort when she realized what the humans had done.
  
  Of course, Marsan grieved and cried until her voice was hoarse. At one point, she even wished bloody revenge on the humans for what they have done. After several years though, Marsan slowly came to terms with what had happened, learning that the loss of her wings is not the end of the line for her. Now, her wings have become treasured memories.​
  
  
  
  
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  Despite the incident as a result of treading too close to Castille, Marsan actually now lives in a tall, old oak tree that's just half an hour's walk away from the city. After getting over the loss of her wings, her curiosity in the humans piqued once again, thus resulting in her living at a place where she could observe the humans at a safe distance.
  
  Abilities:
  
  Most Fairies have great magical capabilities, but Marsan particularly takes pride in her abilities to control the winds. She is able to summon a gentle breeze on a hot summer day, or conjure up a small tornado to repel hostiles.
  
  Sexual Orientation:
  
  Still exploring.
  
  ​

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[Eimi]

Noelle Lester

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  Race: Human
  
  
  Immunity (humans only): Immune
  
  
  Occupation (Job, Home, etc): Hunter/Student
  
  
  Age: 18
  
  
  Height/Physical Build: 5'0 / Small build but athletic
  
  
  Personality: Noelle shuts herself from the world ever since the day her parents died. The unfair treatment she have gotten in the foster home has made her hate people. She established her own solution to the problem, to be transparent. Noelle likes to isolated and go to her own world. The only comfort for her is reading. Her cold personality made classmates nicknamed her "Ice Queen."
  
  
  Weapons/Ability: Sniper rifle, 20/10 vision, Small knifes
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
  
  
  
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  Born in a small island with English's descendants, Noelle lived with her mother and father. Her home was a little village where the people believed they should preserve England's old traditional ways. They fear that the new technological advances will cause their own ethnicity to disappear. The island was abundant with natural resources. The people of the island happily fish for fishes, harvest wild plants,grow their own crops, and hunt for their own food. Everyday was peaceful and reassuring. However, the village people didn't know the true danger which lies ahead for them.
  
  
  The elder was considered the oldest and the wisest man in the village. He told stories about the village people's ancestors and taught them what they need. He strictly told the villagers not to go too deep into the forest which was near their village. However one day, one man got lost from his group while trying to hunt. Walking aimlessly, he traveled deep into the forest where the elder warned him not to. Suddenly, he encounters a being that could only be seen in fairy tales, a werewolf. Scared and frightened at first, the human ran away. The friendly beast with many tries, successfully persuaded the man to talk to him. He then, directed him back to his village. The man talked about his story to his people. Curiosity grew as the young ones became interested and decided to talk to these werewolves. The elder, again warned them not to, "Humans and werewolves should never co-exist! Only death will come!" But they didn't listen, and the final spark has ignited.
  
  
  Not many people know who started it but eventually the villagers started to die one by one from this mysterious disease. People started to attack the beasts in order to avenge their love ones and vice versa. The attacks finally stopped when the werewolves raided the village and slaughtered all the villagers...all except for one. A call for help from the mainland reached too late, and the rescue team founded Noelle cradling her family's dead bodies. The team discover a large gash across her back and immediately sent her to the hospital. The doctors were all amazed, the 5-year old girl was one of the rare cases of human who survived from the disease, an immune. The government decided to put Noelle in a foster home in hope she could find a loving family. Traumatized from the past, Noelle shut herself from the rest of the world since then. Adults and children stayed away from her in fear. Nobody wanted to take her home either. Gradually, she was the only one left in the foster home. Luckily, one man adopted her last minute..for the wrong reason. He had connections with the black market and decided to sell her there. That is when she first confronts the boss of the organization called Cacciatores. He bought her by chance when traveling across the world. The boss then became her foster father and took her to the city called Castille, the home base of the organization. He decided for Noelle to train under his organization in order her to become a hunter. Without any hesitation, she agrees with him in hope to avenge her dead parents.
  
  
  
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  Extra: Due to her keen eyesight, Noelle can see objects in high speed while normal people can't. That is why her main specialty is sniping from long distance. She isn't a close combat person but uses small knifes if needed. However, if she uses her eyesight too much, it'll strain her. A special made customized glasses is made for her in order to fog her vision. Noelle rarely often remove her glasses except during combat.
  
  
  Dislike:
  
  
  Talkative people, Spicy food, Species, Her height
  
  
  Likes:
  
  
  Reading, Quiet places, Sweets, Milk
  
  
  

 

[SilverBlack]

Name:


Elena Reivan


Appearance:

Lean and thin, her figure may be that of a regular high school girl, but is nevertheless strong enough to be able to equip her heavy weapons. Elena's dim gray eyes match the color of her hair, which fades into complete black toward the end. She's often found wearing the uniform of a high school female student, believing that this outfit is the most comfortable for her to be in that would not affect her flexibility and quickness in movement.


Race:


Human


Immunity:


Elena is not immune, although her body is quite stronger. She will not get infected from a light wound from an Inhuman or Species, unless the wound is proved quite serious or detrimental. However, Elena herself is not sure exactly how immune she is to the disease, for the bacteria in her body has never really left. Her immunity is in fact unstable. (Will be further explained in bio.)


Age:


17


Occupation:


Hunter, as well as the daughter of a scientist, used for experimentation.


Height/Physical Build:


Elena is around 5'4.5", thin and lean. Although she may look weak, she's in fact strong enough to equip and flexibly use her large, heavy weanpon.


Personality:


Independent and enjoying solitude more than group activities, Elena is characterized to be the calm and quiet girl who prefers peace over parties. Her emotionless expression in which she wore most of the time seemingly describes her as someone who's distant and cold, although that's not who she entirely is. Curious in nature, if anyone or anything catches her interest, Elena won't hesitate to approach him or her. Despite rarely changing her expression, which remains a blank, Elena shows a lot of her personality through plain words and actions. Nevertheless, she still keeps a lot of opinions and thoughts on her own, appearing to have her own sets of secrets in her mind. No one really knows what she's thinking about unless she says it, which causes them to interpret her as quite the mysterious girl.


While being used to bloodshed, her bold figure in battles toward killing the Inhumans and violently fighting against some Species may depict her as somehow cold-hearted. But those that truly know her will realize she would only show such violence toward people she believes deserves to die, or causing real troubles for both the city and the forest. Elena will in fact gets really hesitant when told to kill any innocent beings, especially toward Species. She is lenient and won't kill more than necessary. Overall, people who had asked her for help describe her as patient and reliable, a tender girl whose in fact quite innocent at heart.


Weapons/Ability:


Through many years of training, she has gained fluent control on the use of her weapon, an advanced mechanical bow along with long, steel arrows, able to pierce through her victims easily with one hit. Despite being double with the materials the weapon's made with, through many years of training Elena has become perfectly capable on handling it. Her advanced bow allows her to direct the arrow to her target easier, and has the ability for the level of stress put onto the arrow to double when fired, making it easier in extra far distance.


Elena also has nice skills in face-to-face combats, being the training she used to build up her body capable of handling her weapon. Her shoes are specialized as well in taking advantage of her flexible body to allow her to jump higher into the air, and the side of her shoes can extend into sharp, iron knives for further attacks or slicing. Nevertheless, she is not fluent at using weapons such as daggers or swords at all, neither is she good at facing them, thus building her tendency to jump up into the air to create a distance between her and her rival. Additionally, Elena has yet to master much of her capability in handling her own body in battles, meaning she can get exhausted easily.


Sexual Orientation:


Heterosexual


Bio:


Elena has never been close to her father--rather, she tried to be, but was rejected. At the age of four, she lost her mother, who was killed for turning into an Inhuman. She didn't have much memories of her, but she knew from how her father acted from then on that she was the most important person to him. Along with her death, father seemed to disappear emotionally as well. To be more accurate, he no longer showed any affection to anything, except experiments. As a scientist who worked under the government to study and test on both Species and some humans, her father devoted everything, every last bit of his heart and soul, into his job as a scientist. For a long time, it's as if Elena didn't exist. There seemed to be no signs of realization that he still got a daughter, until the day Elena was ill over a high fever and recovered from it within a day that her father finally noticed her, the perfect person for experimentation.


Elena had been growing up hoping for more love from her father. The envy she had felt from the happy families seen on the streets as a child caused her natural desire to please him to get his liking. For this reason, Elena immediately accepted to be experimented. It's a long and torturing process, being forced to receive unknown types of "medicines" to see its effects. The frequent needs to vomit or suffer from different illnesses and symptoms were unbearable, but it's the only ways to have her father compliment her--and for this, she was willing to go through all the pain. Through the different experimentation then, it was confirmed that Elena has more white blood cells in her body than an average human being. The antibodies in her body allow her to heal from different diseases quicker than an average person, but that doesn't mean she's immune. For this reason, Elena's father continued to perform experiments on her, with the goal to turn her into a girl with complete immunity to the deadly disease of the Species.


That's when a Specie was captured in for experimentation, a werecat whose name is Len. His angry yet hopeless struggles were vivid in the young girl's eyes--who was at that time just 13 years old. She could see the utter hatred this cat has against humans, which aroused her curiosity. She was raised learning to despise, to fear the existences of the hideous, evil monsters that spread the incurable disease. Yet humans are capturing them as well, they seem to be suffering under the hands of humans too---so which side is exactly the bad side? Which side is exactly evil? With these questions, she demanded answers. Elena began running towards Len every day, who would only react coldly to her at first. Yet, perhaps it's her innocence to things, her naive beliefs, that Len gradually opened up. In a fit of rage one night, when Elena argued that humans are not evil, Len shared the story of how they beat his father to death, how they killed his mother, and how they broke their family apart.


Elena was stunned when she first heard it, her young heart mixed with a feeling too complicated to understand yet too hard to just ignore. Slowly, Len pointed out too, that she's just being treated as a guinea pig as well, that her father did not truly regard her as an important human being. This set Elena off, and she didn't talk to him for days.


Time passed by fast, however, and Elena and Len grew closer as they suffered and went through different experiments together. Len has never smiled, but she knew from heart that he's in fact a gentle being, despite being a Specie. Len finally shared his complete past one time, of his brothers Shui and Shou, and his parents before getting killed. As he talked about them, his eyes softened, and for the first time she saw him cry. Elena promised Len, then, that one day she would stop this war between the Species and the Humans, and that one day an ultimate cure would be found to stop this disease. She held the strong belief that they're being experimented now for the better of the society, and Len had, for the first time, smiled when he heard her promise.


"If only you can grow up still believing that."


Elena was angry when Len didn't seem to believe what she said, setting her determination to make it happen. The next day, she asked her father about it, who only laughed back. He said soon enough, it'll happen. Soon enough, there would be an ultimate cure, and it would be because of Elena, because she made it happen. Elena has heard so, and she had smiled. Little did she know, it takes a sacrifice.


The day finally came when Len was brought to the lab once again for an experiment, with Elena was in the next room beside him. They were told to lie down, their bodies tied against the table as a liquid was inserted into Len. It was explained later that the liquid was consisted of various substances that would kill the disease-causing bacteria inside Len's body. To test its effects, after a short amount of time in which is used to confirm that the substance has already gotten into his blood, it was extracted and given to Elena.


Everything seemed to be good at first, until Len let out a painful howl, followed by Elena's unsettling scream. The substances did indeed try to kill the bacteria, but did not completely damage it without causing any other side effects. Len's blood was poisoned, in a way that could turn him into a total, utterly inhuman beast. Elena, receiving the blood, was faced by an extremely negative consequence. The poisoned blood along with the weakened, but still strong bacteria nearly transformed her into an Inhuman within a second, if not treated immediately with massive surgery and other forms of medication, added on by her strengthened immunity. Her arm was close to being cut off from stopping the blood to spread to the whole of her body, but was saved by her father. Elena fell into a coma instead for several weeks, and by the time she woke up, Len was killed for being unable to be controlled anymore, and she herself had developed an immunity strong enough to defend herself against light infection of the same disease. However, she was still not immune to it completely, and worse, her immunity became unstable, the previous experiment causing the Specie's blood to forever become part of her body, her immune system only able to prevent it from infecting her once again, but not strong enough to eliminate it.


Two years later, she asked to become a Hunter. She became gradually aware of how more Species have been attacking humans who are innocent, and could not stand so. At the same time, however, she vowed to not kill any Species who has done nothing wrong as well. She continues to be experimented, hoping to find a cure, her relationship with her father still that of one without true love, but he has given her her weapon as a gift, in which she still used till today.


Extra:


-Loves sweets, hates any types of fish.


-Secretly in love with pop-stars


-Loves dogs and cats, although dogs suit her more.


-Dislike and fear any sadistic scientists, prefer to just stick with the experiments her father wants her to do


-Can sleep talk and sleepwalk, mostly dreams about food.


-Secretly has a collection of cute bandages and stuffed-animals, love any cute animals.
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[crumbelivable]

Name: Salomon "Salo" Eustis


Appearance:

Race: Human


Immunity: No


Occupation: Hunter


Age: 23


Height/physical build: 5'10, average build


Personality: Around his type, Salo can be Nice, if a bit irritable. However, when being around, or even talking of Species or Inhumans will get him into a fit, because of a certain incident having to do with them in his young life, which also helped in his decision to join the Hunters. He is also rather nostalgic, and commonly reminisces about the days he lived happily before the Species, quote, "Threw my life in the fuckin' incinerator". He is pretty keen to pull the trigger on any Species or Inhuman


Weapons/Abilities: Salo carries a gun called "The Dragon", a shotgun that fires incendiary magnesium shells. It was originally the work of his great-grandfather, who gave it to his son, and so on until it reached him. The shotgun was modified several times as it was passed down, with his father making the ammo conversion to magnesium. The weapon, when fired, unleashes a torrential load of magnesium shards, usually on fire. Although powerful, the ammo used for it is expensive and rare, so unless something large or several targets are in his sights, he usually just sticks to his standard-issue pistol for combat. He also carries his own knife, just in case he runs out of ammo. He has a good, yet rusty knowledge of stealth, from his time hunting.


Orientation: Straight


Bio: Salo was born in Norway, where he lived on an isolated farm. His father would drive to a nearby town once a week to sell the things they farmed there. Most of the time, however, they hunted for food. When he was 16, Salo's dad began teaching him to use guns for hunting. He told him once, when he asked him why, "The world's being turned on his head, what with all the Species and Inhumans running about. If we fight, we have a better chance of survival." At this point in time, Salo's opinion on Species was more of a "Eh, i guess they're assholes sometimes" type. All that changed on one fateful day...


Salo was about 19 at the time. It was a normal day on the farm, he was working on the food with his mother and brother. The radio was playing reports of various Species in the area of his farm. Not 5 minutes later, Several Fox Spirits appeared out of the woods, at lest 15 of them. Salo took up his father's shotgun to defend the homestead, but the spirits still took the lives of his brother and mother. Later into the fight, his father arrived, and found himself face to face with the leader of the attack. His father was no match for the Species, and as Salo mourned, he fled back into the woods. After the attack, Salo was forced to abandon the farm, and move to Castille to live with his sister Petra. Upon arriving in the city, he discovered the Hunters, and knew this was an offer he couldn't refuse. He signed up on day one, and since then has risen to be one of the top non immune Hunters.


Extra:

"The Dragon"

Pistol

 

[TeaMMatE11]

Name: Taylor Woxwell


Appearance: She stands at 5'9", has long brown hair, and is fairly skinny and fairly skinned. She has deep blue eyes. She may look slender, but has a lot of muscle.


Race: Human


Immunity (humans only): Immune


Occupation (Job, Home, etc): Hunter


Age: 21


Height/Physical Build: Look at appearence.


Personality: At times, especially in stressful situations, she can come off as rude and cold, but focuses and gets the job done. Out of combat, she's usually pretty chill unless someone does something stupid, like prank her. She is easily agitated, and a little impatient. While working in groups, she cares for the groups even if it doesn't show. This can cause a lot of trouble sometimes. Her quote is, while working, 'You'll see my bullet before you see me." As a result of her history, she can get pretty sensitive, and very defensive. She can get overprotective of her teammates as well.


Weapons/Ability: She is a sniper, which means she carries a sniper rifle and a pistol with her, all the time.


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Sexual Orientation: Straight


Bio: As a girl, she grew up normally in a normal society before the Species were discovered. She went to school, got good marks, etc. etc. As people got more and more curious about the Species, everyone around her seemed to be affected except for her. As time went on, and more people died alongside her, she needed a weapon, some sort of defense. Upon her father's death, she inherited his pistol (above), and as a result of her self defense, the Hunters reached out to her. She didn't have anywhere else to go, since by this point all of her family died. As she trained, she became the top shooter.


As time progressed in her training, they put a sniper rifle in her hands, to see if that would suit her. She wasn't good with close quarters combat, nor assault rifles. Grenades were not her thing either. She became the top sniper of the Hunters, making her invaluable to keeping the peace, and making sure that no one else is infected. As she worked harder and harder, it seemed as if she never took any breaks. At night, she was placed on overwatch. Even when she's off duty, she looks out after her people, to prevent what happened to her family happen to others.


Extra:

 

[Alphaius]

Name:Ghett Ur-son


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Race: Giant (mutation)


Occupation:warden chieftain (since humans began acting aggressively the Giants have opened a position called "warden" giant warden are supposed to keep humanity from the giant lands, most humans would avoid a clash with a band of well armed, well organized Giants, as such they have been largely successful)


Age:29


Height/Physical Build: 15ft 11in weighs 2750lbs (can be "adjusted" to either half 7ft 11in or double 31ft 10in weight will increase or decrease accordingly, these are the minimum & maximum sizes he can go anywhere in between)


Personality: Ghett is a giant bound by honor, he has many accomplishments under his massive belt and he carries himself with an air of pride, he is fiercely loyal to the Ur-kin clan. He holds no ill will towards the humans claiming that they do what is in their nature. Despite his logical and calm outlook he is quick to meet a problem with overwhelming force.


Weapons/Ability:<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_05/image.jpg.cbd9175192c6907c1f764cac69610994.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="128180" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_05/image.jpg.cbd9175192c6907c1f764cac69610994.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>parathuun-enchanted similarly to mjolnir as it can only be wielded by Ghett. Aside from that the spear is absolutely Unbreakable. To any other than Ghett it will weigh an immeasurable amount.





He is a mass giant, this species is known for their ability to absorb matter transferring it into size, strength,and durability. He can also break this accumulated matter down via nuclear fission, while diminishing,his strength size and durability. This drastically increases his speed and temporarily grants him the ability to unleash blasts of atomic fire from his hands and mouth. This comes with severe risk however as he can be burnt by his own flames, and consuming to much after will leave him temporarily petrified,whereas burning to much matter will render him severely damaged.


Sexual Orientation:heterosexual


Bio: Ghett is A rare but not unheard o occuanc A rare but not unheard of occurrence In the giant clans. A mass giant. This rarely occurring natural phenomenon in the giant species is always well accepted and even revealed amonst the giant society. As such Ghett lived the life of a celebrity, he was orphaned when his parents were murdered by humans, but he was rescued and adopted by Thane Ur the closest thing to a king the giant clans know of.


He was raised as Ghett Ur-son a title that held renown in itself... For a time Ghett was regarded as the prince, he was well trained and gained the title "the mighty" when he bested the giant clans best warriors in fair combat. He gained the title "breaker of the great stone" when he shattered a massive stone that had for millennia blocked the gates of the Giants armory. He was granted first pick of the weapons and took Parathuun for himself.


Then things changed rapidly...the Giants ruler Thane Ur had birthed a male heir. The kingdom rejoiced but both Ghett and Thane wore heavy hearts as this meant that Ghetts claim to the throne was abolished.


As the two met to discuss this, Ghett had but one request..."allow me to defend my people and die honorably in the name of the Ur-kin".


Ur granted his request by forming the warden clan and posting Ghett, his proud son, as its chief.


Extra: he guards the barrier of the giant territories. He will reason with humans and other species, but if that fails he will not hesitate to crush them.

 

[Ariel]

Ginger

Basics

Name // Ginger


Nickname // Little Red


Age // 19


Race // Werewolf


Occupation // "Stray" or "Wolfy"


Orientation // Demisexual Panromantic

Persona

// Personality //


Ginger is a girl that's hard to sum up in just a few words. She's very complex but in a way most similar to an iceberg. What is on top is clear as day and can be read as easily as a book. Many tend to only see the tip of who she is and pass her off as simply that. What's underneath is so much more and is harder to see than if it was just hidden under water. As Ginger is now, is a shadow of who she really is. Trauma can change people and it has certainly changed her. Now, Ginger is innocent and gullible. Her logic and decision making skills border childlike. She is easily amused and easily hurt. Her mind is easily tampered with because it is lacking. Some say they would never forget something no matter how bad it was. Ginger was never given that option. Her mind simply covered up the pain and misery that she had felt to help her survive as opposed to crumbling under the weight of it all. Unfortunately, it's hidden somewhere that is not easily accessible. Under certain situations, a more mature and aware Ginger surfaces. But there are a few constants. Ginger is honest and charitable as she always has been and always will be. She's a lot more playful now, but she was a bit so before. And, as always she is very protective.


As humans are concerned, Ginger does not view them any differently than herself. Their ears are not fuzzy or pointy like hers but resemble conch shells. Their hands are softer than hers are and more gentle. They don't have a tail at all! And they can't turn into a tiny wolf like herself. But they're just as she is. They can smile and laugh. They are sad when it rains and they too can't go outside. They have crazy dreams and they are sometimes ticklish in the same spots she is. They can love just like she can. So why are they so different?


// Abilities //


- Ginger may be tiny in wolf form but she is really fast.


- For whatever reason, Ginger hands and feet never quite shift to resemble human hands and feet. At their best, they are a bit more coarse and her nails are sharp and pointed. Sometimes they can be furry and the bone structure is a bit awkward. But it never bothers her.


- Through a lot of failed attempts, Ginger has bettered her climbing and parqour skills, although they wouldn't win any awards.

Appearannce

Height // 5'1"


Weight // 119 lbs.


Hair Color // Dark brown; Red in the sunlight


Eye Color // Reddish Brown/Auburn


// Abnormalities //


- Long red finger nails


- Her wolf form is very small and this makes her self concious

History

Ginger was different once. Not completely, but noticeably different. She was thoughtful. She was fierce. She was brave and calm. She was mature. Werewolves stuck together then, through claimed protection, but really, they all just became a big family. In her pack, there was a few werewolves over twenty. They made their home in a thick sparse of woods beneath a waterfall. They would laugh and dance together every evening over the campfire while they ate their dinner. Life was easy and happy. But, all good things come to an end don't they?


When the humans began to move closer to where they were, the werewolves were wary but willing to cooperate. That was until everything went wrong. Humans changed and blamed the species. The species grew hostile and defensive when the humans came for them. Unfortunately, their home was closer to the humans than most species and they got the brute of the humans anger. When they began to capture some of the werewolves, the rest knew nothing other than to protect whom they loved. And they were killed for it. Ginger witnessed her mother and father bleed out before her very eyes while she cowered in the cave corner no older than twelve. Tears spilled down her cheeks and she trembled but when they came for her, she took on her wolf form and bit the man. With that, she took off into the woods, running and running for who knows how long. Until, finally, finally, she collapsed on the porch of a worn cabin and everything went black.


When she awoke, Ginger was laying on a couch that smelled of oak and covered in a home sewn blanket. A pillow was propped under her head and the sound of wood creaking to a rhythmic pace. The cabin was owned by an older widowed man who preferred a prior lifestyle to the modern one most lived in. His little cabin did have some modern enhancements but there was also a fireplace, a hand made rocking chair that he was rocking in, and the blanket she was wrapped in for example. He introduced himself as Abe, and told her he about had a heart attack when he found her on his doorstep. He never got the ailment most humans had, for whatever reason, and allowed her stay. The very evening he found her, he made her some stu and insisted she rested. Despite admiring some of the older traditions, he wasn't against the species as most were. He figured humans were always different and there was once a time when they did not accept each other for being so. Now, it was other people they would not accept. She'd stayed there for many years, spending her free time hunting and exploring and would always return to Abe's home whether that be the same evening or a week later and he would welcome her with a warm supper.

 

[Kiroshiven]

Name: Megumi Ishida


Nickname: Pandora's Box


Appearance:


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Race: Human


Immunity (humans only): Sort of Immune. Massive exposure could cause her to succum to the disease. (Likfe 4-6 bites rather than one or two.)


Occupation (Job, Home, etc): Hunter


Age: 17


Height/Physical Build: Megumi is 5'6" tall and weighs in at 124 pounds. She's thin by everyone's standards, and no matter how much or little she eats, she doesn't gain or lose weight. She's been this way since she was fourteen and has never grown in any direction since.


Personality:


Meguim, to put it lightly, is bat shit crazy. She is an eccentric that had scientists fuse metallic horns to her head so that she could use them to gouge people when fighting. She finds carnage as pleasing and order as a bore. She wants to run freely and thus her missions tend to come back as big piles of paperwork for those in charge of keeping her. She can work well in a team, despite this desire so long as it involves hunting the Species. Any other types of missions and she'll grow disinterested quickly and run off.


Megumi is a loner by nature, but tends to find comfort in those that don't look at her like a psychotic murder. She believes that society is the messed up one, trying to contain the natural chaos that the world creates. Megumi also has a very foul temper. It's the reason, she's no longer allowed to go to school. She has put too many students in the hospital because they called her a crazy B*@%h and she had to remind them of their place. Although she finds being called crazy a compliment, she doesn't take kindly to other types of insults.


Weapons/Ability:


Megumi's weapon of choice is her changing blade scythe.

Spoiler

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Megumi's scythe has a set distance for the shaft, however with a thought she can alter the blade to be curved in any which direction she wants and have the direction of the blade. This means that she can even make the scythe into a spear if she wants. The weapon is set to read Megumi's DNA from skin cells and hair follicles the moment she grabs it. Anyone else that tries to wield her weapon is given an extremely powerful, but nonlethal shock that courses through them. It is her scythe and nobody is to take it from her.


Megumi's horns are not all for show either. If she decides to focus, rarity for that to occur, the horns can vibrate in a way that creates a sound on a wavelength that is painful to all the species and with a slight adjustment can make it harmful to humans as well. This will leave them grasping at their head as the worst migraine imaginable plagues them so long as they're in the direction she's facing. Prolonged exposure can cause a person to fall unconscious and even further exposure could lead to death.


Sexual Orientation: Demisexual


Bio: Originally, Megumi was an ordinary girl that lived with her family near the edge of Castille. She lived a boring life as her parents worked 9-5 jobs and she went to school. She had a happy life where she had made friends, had parents that loved her and was a solid student, excelling in class and being slightly above average at sports. However, on her fourteenth birthday, hunters crashed her party.


It turns out that her girlfriend was a werecat. To protect herself, Megumi's girlfriend fought. In the process, Megumi was bitten and her parents were too. The hunters left after killing Megumi's friend. Within several hours though, scientists took Megumi and her family to be experimented on. Her parents died in the first day from the disease. Megumi however, was less reactive to the disease. Her appetite decreased and Megumi became more violent of a person. It seems that her constant exposure to the virus in small doses through make out sessions with her girlfriend had built up a small level of immunity to the disease. It left her able to survive, but greatly increased her aggression towards people.


The scientists signed her up to be a hunter trying to give her an outlet for her aggressivenes while still allowing her to live a normal life. However, she returned to school and immediately got into a fight with someone that called her a catlover. Sure, Megumi had dated a werecat, but that didn't mean she should be called a catlover. Her ex had been normal as far as Megumi could tell. Thus it didn't count. She likely wouldn't have dated her if she'd known. Then the people started calling her crazy. She didn't mind this. She liked the idea of being free and doing what she wanted. She started ditching classes, calling people out on their BS and just doing whatever it was she felt like.


Eventually she had to transfer schools as she was becoming too much of a problem. Within a couple of months she hospitalized another girl for calling her a crazy b*$%h. Megumi didn't appreciate it and reminded the girl that she was a hunter the only way Megumi wanted to: with her fists. At this point the hunters decided it'd be best just to make her a full time hunter so that she didn't cause any problems with students. It was successful, but soon Megumi was disobeying orders and doing whatever she wanted all over again.


The one time she learned that she needed to follow orders was when her small group got ambushed by werewolves and nearly killed them all. She survived and brought back two of her five teammates. She'd broken formation to kill the weres with her scythe, but that left her team open. That's when Megumi asked for the horns. She wanted something to gore people with if her scythe was ever, somehow, stripped from her but she also wanted to make them more functional. The scientists gladly agreed, hoping that she'd calm down and start working with groups. They made her horns and taught her how to use the sonic weapon to its fullest. That was what finally toned Megumi down a bit. She could still fight however she wanted, but not cost the hunters any of their members.


Extra: Megumi still has a thing for Species over humans and probably would date one of them before dating a human.

 

[Kiroshiven]

Name: Noel "Noah" Thomas


Appearance:


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Race: Fox Spirit


Immunity (humans only): N/A


Occupation (Job, Home, etc): Arms Dealer/Information Broker (Explained in Bio)


Age: 19


Height/Physical Build: Noel is 6'4" tall and weighs 202 pounds. He is lean with very little fat on his body to be seen. He takes care of his physical appearance by working out daily.


Personality:


Noel isn't your normal Fox Spirit. He likes people and species. He tries to socialize as each new person provides a new view or experience. It allows for growth and understanding. Ultimately, Noel is a pacifist. He understands fighting is inevitable, but wishes to live in harmony with the humans and other species. He has a smile basically glued to his face, minus the picture of course, as he's not very photogenic when his tail is visible to others.


Noel can be serious however and that's where the trouble comes in, because he's always smiling you can never tell if what he says is a joke or if he outright means what he says. He is a mystery to many of the humans that visit his shop for weapons and an even bigger mystery to the Species that come looking for information on hunters. His information costs a lot and sometimes is only helpful if you can figure it out. He can't give away the information straight now, as that would reveal him as the culprit. Thus, only the smartest of Species can survive with his intel, but because his intel is good he still gets customers of all types.


Weapons/Ability:


Noel carries a katana made of T-10 Tool Steel. It's durable and the fact that he takes care of the blade as strictly as he takes care of his own physical wellness means the sword is a great tool for fighting. However, the addition of electrical equipment into it allows it to send a current through enemies and leave them unconscious. He doesn't want to kill anyone, just get information about the hunter missions so he can protect his family.


Fox Fire: Noel can summon nine balls of flames around his person that he can move at will. These flames are blue and hotter than most people can handle. He can keep these flames from burning anything he doesn't want to burn by focusing in on what he does want to.


Charmer: Like all Fox Spirits, Noel can charm people. This doesn't control them, but it makes him seem less frightening and dangerous. This has made quite a few people give him information on the hunters, which is one reason why he's even in the city to begin with. He doesn't have to do much to trigger this ability beyond making eye contact. So long as he holds eye contact with someone, they feel more inclined to be around him and talk as if he'd been friends with them for quite some time.


Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual, Panromantic


Bio:


Noel grew up in one of the major Fox Spirit villages, secluded from the world. He learned a lot about his village but was continuously told about the dangers of the outside world. He heard tales about the hunters and their weapons that brought death and wondered why they killed the Fox Spirits. He wanted to understand more about these fearsome beings. He traveled to the edge of his village daily up until the age of sixteen.


At sixteen, the village decided they'd need information to be gathered and sent back to them. It was a highly dangerous job and many of the fighters with very powerful abilities were afraid to go, Noel, lacking any true strengths like his kin, volunteered to be a spy. It was the perfect opportunity to get outside of the village and explore the "big bad world" of the hunters. With no other volunteers, Noel was given the position and ONLY for that reason. The elder even looked for more volunteers when Noel jumped up as first. His happy-go-lucky and curious views made him the least likely to be useful for this mission is what Noel's father told him. Noel's dad, however, believed that his son was perfect for this. His charming skill lowered people's guards, his curiosity toward the world would make him always ask questions and his happy attitude could be great in building connections.


Through some of the Species' networks, Noel slipped into Castille without problem. There he was given a building to act as his home and do with it as he pleased, but had to make it his center of operations. At first, Noel tried a cafe, then a music shop, but ultimately when people started talking about how they wanted to defend themselves against the dangers OUTSIDE Castille, which confused Noel, but he realized what he needed to sell. Through some, underhanded, methods, Noel collected quite the arsenal and began to sell the weapons off. His first week's sales got rid of any illegal weaponry he obtained and set him up to legally acquire the rest of his arms. He then moved shops to a better location near one of the hunter's headquarters so that he could gain information.


Noel began speaking to locals and using his ability to gather information from them. That's when he started to also question species that lived in and outside the walls. With this much information in his hands, Noel realized where he could make even MORE money to survive with in Castille. He set himself up a quiet underground website explaining that he had information for purchase on both Species AND Humans. This brought in several hunters as well as Species. With each new person, Noel gained slightly more information and in the end, set up quite the lucrative business of being an information broker. However, his reputation for giving information buried underneath his actual words and hidden within documents also gained him infamy. Noel hasn't forgotten about his mission of sending information home despite his comfy lifestyle of gathering and selling both information and firepower. He sends a carrier pigeon every week out into the forest to inform his home of the hunters' movements.


Extra: Noel goes for a jog every morning and evening, closing down the shop. His files with all the information are kept in a supercomputer in the underground section of his shop that can only be accessed using his fingerprint, DNA, a retina scan and a voice analysis. You can't let your products be taken from you now can you?


Noel, hides his ears by tying them up in his hair and will wrap his tail around his waist calling it a belt.

 

[Quark]

• Basic Info
• Appearance
• Personality
• Combat
• History

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  Name: Lambda Ho
  
  
  Race: Human
  
  
  Immunity:
  
  
  Not immune. She is currently undergoing experiments and treatments with specialized science facilities to working on an immunization vaccine but there is not much progress yet.
  
  
  Occupation: Hunter. When not on hunter missions, she is a regular university student.
  
  
  Age: 19
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Asexual, Heteromantic.
  
  
  Status: Alive
  
  
  
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  Appearance:
  
  
  The image on the left is her general appearance when not as a hunter. She is a little quirky in how she dresses. She prefers vintage, soft clothing. Often she would wear semi-formal clothing of rather dark colours, or just plain white. Other than just wearing longer clothing due to her preferences, she also doesn't like getting cold and would often carry her jacket with her. When she is on hunting missions, she tends to tie her hair up. On these missions, she would always wear a long black jacket with a hood. It contains pockets large enough to place her weapons and her communication device.
  
  
  Height/Physical Build: 165cm, relatively normal physical build. Not too thin, and looks healthy from vigorous training. She does look a little petite.
  
  
  
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  Personality:
  
  
  Perhaps it is due to the dual lives that she has that Lambda often finds herself portraying herself with different personas. When working on a mission for Cacciatore, she is a quiet and observant individual. In a team, she's puts the team as priority and is attentive to others. Though she isn't the most outstanding of hunters, she works very hard, and has made it her own obligation to do her best in making the cities safer. Like any others, she gets extremely frustrated whenever she fails at something, and might be a bit snappish at others.
  
  
  At university, she shows herself to be more cheerful. Some part of her wants to blend in with the rest of her friends, whilst another part of is rather cynical of the illusion of the safety of the school. Having fought with some of the Spieces, she had developed a rather bleak attitude towards school. At times, people might find her a bit distance. Often, she admits that she finds herself in a dilemma, in wanting close friendships but is afraid that the reality might be much different.
  
  
  At home, or whenever she is around her brother, she's the often irritiated elder sister. Though she does care about her brother, and certainly follows the instructions well of how to look after him, she does add in sarcastic or frustrated comments here and there. The only times when she does act more docile is when the two are handling serious matters, or when they are both enjoying some peace and quiet in the house.
  
  
  Spoiler

  (a section to add after some character development)
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  Weapons/Ability:
  
  
  1. Her most common weapon that she carries around are a set of dual single-edge blades. The blades are about the length of a standard short sword, which she generally uses for short-range and long-range fight. The blade with the white hilt and sheath is called "Null", and the blade with the black hilt and sheath is called "Void". Null's hilt can be extended backwards to form into a javelin, which she uses like a spear. Void's sheath is special and bulkier than most sheaths, this is because there is a built-in rifle feature. This can only be used when the blade is properly sheathed. Up to 16 shots can be made before reloading is required.
  
  
  2. Another weapon she would carry is a square-shaped hook blade. The length is about 30cm, with roughly 11cm being the handle. The end of the handle is attached a long nylon rope of about 4m length. Generally this is used for long-range or short-ranged attacks that require speed.This is the only weapon that she uses that has no funky technology add-ons.
  
  
  3. Headphones that enhance hearing. As well as amplifying smaller volume noises, these headphones are able to detect sounds of a wider frequency range. This is then processed into an human-audio range. This is particularly useful in detecting sound communication between two species who are not talking in non-human language. A common example is that it can detect the howl of a werewolf, and she can recognise that it is no mere wolf.
  
  
  
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  Bio: (For the rest of the bio I'll reveal it in the RP)
  
  
  As the eldest child of the family, she felt that some of the pleasures of childhood had been robbed of her. The centre reason being her brother, is what she believed. Bringing up two children for her mother was not easy. Thus, instead of walking home with her friends, she often rushed out of the classroom to pick up her rather hyperactive brother.
  
  
  One thing she does resent herself for is how bland she seems. In her high school years, she didn't stand out much. Just a regular student with average grades and a small group of friends. There wasn't any really interesting talents that she had, or great achievements to draw attention to herself. She had a good knack of hide-and-seek and could easily walk out of a classroom without anyone noticing her, but that wasn't really something practical.
  
  
  There were a few times Lamdba found herself jealous of others around her. Those that could easily make friends, and even her younger brother who seemed to be having a better high school life than when she did. In search of finding some purpose in her life, she had consider several career options. Though she did not the immunity against the Species, she did have good natural reflexes which would be very useful as a hunter. With the sense of accomplishment of finally finding something where she can achieve something, she has worked hard to be accepted.
  
  
  She only became a hunter for a few months after taking the initial training. However, she has been exposed to the danger of the species enough to know the dangers. Seeing the infected seemed to have sparked some maturity in her. Rather than spending most of her time complaining, she's become more expressive in showing her care for her friends and family.
  
  
  Extra:
  
  
  She is Caelum Ho's elder sister.
  
  
  She is good at parkour due to her fast reflexes.
  
  
  She plays variety of video games, and also card games.
  
  
  

 

[Quark]

• Basic Info
• Appearance
• Personality
• Combat
• History

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  Name: Caelum Ho
  
  
  Race: Human
  
  
  Immunity:
  
  
  By some odd chance, he is immune, though the rest of his family isn't.
  
  
  Occupation: A normal middle school student.
  
  
  Age: 13
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: Not sure yet. There's also the question if he's interested in this sort of thing.
  
  
  Status: Alive
  
  
  
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  Appearance:
  
  
  Caelum generally prefers to wear comfortable clothing, such as semi-baggy shorts or hoodies. He likes clothes with larger pockets to be able to fit a few of the common gadgets he likes to carry around. He always carries around the bag. It doesn't really contain anything too important, other than a notebook, pen, his headphones, portable gaming console and a tablet.
  
  
  Height/Physical Build:
  
  
  He is 152cm, a little short for his age but he's not really bothered by it.
  
  
  He has a relatively healthy body build, not too thin and shows that he gets plenty of exercise from his soccer practice.
  
  
  
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  Personality:
  
  
  Caelum is a rather easy-going and hyperactive kid. At times he's restless and always likes to have something to keep himself entertained. Teachers at school would complain that he is a little too mischievous at times, which causes some trouble. Perhaps influenced by his elder sister, he finds himself to have a slightly nerdier side. Though he's decent at sports, he finds more interest in video games and puzzles.
  
  
  Like many children, he has a good intuition and can trust his gut feeling, despite this is underestimated by adults, something which he dislikes. More often, he prefers to try and rely on his knowledge, as he understands that knowledge can get one further than pure gut feeling. He is quick-witted and can think outside the box but at this point he is still inexperienced in many aspects.
  
  
  There are some rare times when he does show a more mature side. This is often whenever it is related to his mother, sister or his close friends. Compared to his classmates, he seems to show extra concern and worry for his mother.
  
  
  Spoiler

  (A section to add when his personality develops a bit more in the RP)
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  Weapons/Ability:
  
  
  (this is a list of weapons Caelum can possibly use when he becomes a hunter. He doesn't have access to these weapons as of now.)
  
  
  1. Unmanned drones. It's not really a weapon to hold in one's hand, but it is a weapon nonetheless. These include unmanned flying aeroplanes and unmanned crawling robots, controlled by an operator in a base far away. With his love for first person shooter games, Caelum is able to fly or control these vehicles fairly well after proper training and a couple of practices. It is expected that these are better as scouting machines, some can handle combat but are weaker than the normal physical weapons. (By current technology standards) At one time, the current working station allows him to control up to six scouting drones, or two drones with light firearms. Scouting drones are small and can fit into tight spaces, but can easily break.
  
  
  2. A sniping rifle. He is able to adjust to most types, after practising quite a number of times. With his good eyesight, and good use of electronic tools, he has a general good sense of how to work with different kinds of rifles.
  
  
  3. As a last resort, he might be able to use "Null" or "Void", Lambda's weapons. However, he won't be that great at it. His speed isn't as fast and accuracy is much lower due to his inexperience in fighting. At this moment, he is best at using weapons that require more technique than strength or speed.
  
  
  Overall Caelum is best as a weapon maintenance person, or support operator, sniper or navigator. He would very rarely be put in a solo mission.
  
  
  
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  Bio:
  
  
  From his early ages, he always took a liking to gadgets and technology. At the age of 7, he could feel that this was what he wanted to do in the future. At home and school, Caelum would often find some unwanted electronic parts, which he would be able to use for his own amusement. A lot of the times, he never really made anything useful out of it, but his experience with handling machines and software is slowly developing. Though due to his young age, he still has a lot to learn but his teachers agree that he does seem to have a gift in this field of science.
  
  
  As the younger brother of Lamdba, Caelum can certainly say that whenever the two of the were together in the house, it was either really annoying, or very enjoyable. While his sister complained about the troubles of looking after him, he hated being underestimated by her. The only time when there was some peace between the two was when they were discussing about something serious, or were playing video games.
  
  
  Caelum didn't share much in the role of lightening the burden of his mother. That seemed to be something left for his sister, but his intuition told him of how tired and unhappy that his mother could get from work and managing the household. Over the few years when he first realised this, he had become slightly frustrated at how she would lie about her happiness and their financial conditions. It wasn't until about a few months ago when his sister had offered to teach him parkour that he had a change of attitude. The city had species, and their mother needed both of them to protect her.
  
  
  Extra:
  
  
  Caelum is Lambda Ho's younger brother.
  
  
  He likes to play a wide genre of video games with his sister, but his favourite would be old-school hack-and-slash.
  
  
  

 

[GoldnEye]

Basic

Name: Shigaraki Ken

Age: 20

Height: 6'0

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Race: Human

Immune: Yes

Occupation: Hunter​

Personality

Shigaraki was normally a very productive and responsible person. He would finish his jobs a day before they were due and would always show up on time when it was his shift on patrols. When the incident happened he had become twisted and didn't care about anything except hunting and killing species. Any empathy he had before had disseminated and had been replaced with a sadistic nature.

History

During his childhood, Shigaraki had lived as an orphan and grew up as a happy child. His foster parents had taken care of him and told him stories of Hunters saving the humans from the evil species and are even looking for a cure to the disease. Naturally this would make him look up to them and strive to be one. He would act and play with his friends as a hunter and continued this behavior until he was older.

When they had finally let non-immune in Shigaraki had been one of the first people to join. He showed high loyalty to the cause and even volunteered his body for research to the scientists. After a year in the service he hadn't encountered a single species and he was contempt with that. That was until the day where a group of Werewolves had seemingly come out of no where and attacked him. Shigaraki tried his best to defend himself but it was too late and one had stabbed him in the stomach. He tried to kill himself before he turned into an inhuman but it was too late and the effects were already hitting him. The hallucinations came and then the anger but then suddenly it stopped. His body had been able to adapt to the bacteria but it took longer than usual. It had already twisted Shigaraki and he was completely changed from then on. When his body was found and healed he was no longer completely sane. He was barely inhuman but was diagnosed to be immune. They had done extensive experiments and had come to the conclusion that he was had the strength of an inhuman but had suffered mentally. When Ballan had saw him he had told the scientists that he would continue his service as a Hunter but instead of patrolling like he used to,Shigaraki would be on the front lines. He would come to be feared by many species because of his way of killing them. He would slowly torture them bit by bit and rip off their non human parts and keep them as a collection.

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Others

Likes & Dislikes:

+ Ideals

+ Organization

+ Open Space

- Species

- Miscalculations

- Ignorance

Weapons:

A specially made gauntlet that has a mechanism to explode when making contact.

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