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Seraph
One Thousand Club
(Just as a suggestion if you can make this...easier to find the role play would probably benefit.)
Seraph
One Thousand Club
Name: Slatter Warning
Age: 27
Personality: Being a librarian and all he prefers the quiet to an almost obsessive extent. He is soft spoken but holds back nothing when he speaks and has a dry sense of humor. His personality could be described almost entirely by the phrase stuck in a book.
Special Technique/Ability: The Bibliophile- Is capable of materializing or summoning anything from a book. However, he must have said book on his person and must have read the book previously. Generally, the latter is not an issue as he is a librarian and has loved reading from a young age. Also, anything summoned functions under his control and has the same capabilities and weaknesses as in the book.
Backstory: Slatter comes from a family of librarians and historians where he got to live an average life. His abilities never made a big impact in his life until about the sixth grade when his powers became public while he was reading a book of Greek mythology and changed into a satyr in the middle of his class after letting his mind slip. After that his family started moving around country to avoid press and further investigation. During this time his education continued by the knowledge of his parents as they chose to home school him. Finally, after all of the ruckus over his abilities died down his family got to settle down in a smaller town in Maine. Here he finished out his education and followed in his families footsteps of becoming a librarian. That is until SED came into his life...
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madame moiselle
❁ listening to lullabies ❁
Name:
Caleb Creston
Age:
21
Appearance:
*the only difference is that he's clean shaven*
Personality:
Nice, humble, pretty honest. But don't get on his bad side, unless you have a death wish.
Special Technique/Ability:
Metal Manipulation. Can contort, twist and manipulate metal in any way he wishes. It's pretty useful, since almost everything nowadays is made of at least a little bit of metal.
Backstory:
Caleb used to drink, smoke and use drugs. He used to be a bad boy, a troublemaker, and used his 'special talents' to help him when he got caught by police. It all started around the end of middle school, when he started smoking with a few friends, followed by alcohol when he stepped into highschool and finally drugs around at the end of grade 12. It got so bad that Caleb almost died, of too much alcohol. After that horrific near-death experience, Caleb vowed to never touch a cigarette, weed or a bottle of alcohol. He completely changed his ways, and became a Christian too, starting all over again. Now, he's completely reformed, and seeks to use his gifts to help others and serve God. The first step to that is joining SED.
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Wick
Harbinger of Fresh Produce. Such as Cheese.
Name: Milo Swimmer
Age: 19 (Appearance-wise at least)
Appearance:
Personality: Dark. He doesn't say much and prefers to keep to himself.
Special Technique/Ability: Temporal Immortality. His life force is tethered to his body. He can be tortured mentally and physically, and although it can kill him, it only lasts for a few minutes. He still comes back to life, but always remembers the pain that he experienced.
Backstory: In June 6, 1944, at the brink of the second World War, Purehh's mother and father were devastated. They did not expect they would have to go through losing another.
France had been taken over by the Germans, and their son, Vince, had died in one of the battles a few years back. The allies were making a push into France, moving in from Omaha Beach. A short ways to the South-West of the beach, stood a church known as Isigny-sur-Mer. The Germans were holding a group of French occupants hostage there for leverage. The allies were strategic however, and the Germans knew they would fall soon, whether they liked it, or not. The leading Lieutenant General, Schreckheiden, had an ability that only the higher ranking officers of Adolf's forces knew of. It was known as Temporal Immortality. He knew he couldn't die, however, if he was captured by the Americans, he could be subjected to torture for the rest of time. Although he was incredibly blunt, and capable of ignoring most of the pain they could cause him, he feared that one day, he would at some point give in. They would then probe him for information on all the Nazi's had done, and even find out how they gave him his immortality. He had to find a way to escape, and fortunately, the German scientists who had concocted the immunity, had created it with a fail safe.
He looked out among the hostages, and spotted a young boy among them. Pulling him from the group, and ignoring his parents pleas for mercy, he brought him into a secluded room in the back of the church. The boy was quiet, smart of him. Schreckheiden kneeled down, and stuck a prepared syringe into his arm, drawing his blood. At this point, the gunfire could be heard just outside the building. The Allies had advanced on their position, and were already beginning to wipe them. The general locked eyes with the boy, and took his arm, slowly injecting the serum into him. Gunshots could be heard inside the church now, followed by the screaming of the hostages. As he pressed down on the plunger, he spoke to the boy in a soft voice, as though he had cared so deeply for him, for as long as he had lived.
-Aus meinem Blut sollst du leben, aus deinem Blut, ich werde wiedergeboren werden.- [From my blood, you shall live, from your blood, I shall be reborn,]
The boy stared back at the man, his eyes changing from their natural green color, to a light scarlet. A short burst of gunfire, followed by the man crippling off onto the ground. The allies had saved the hostages. Not one had been shot, however, the solider who had saved the boy, saw what happened. That German, had done something to him, so the solider took the boy. He brought him to America, where he "grew up".
Age: 19 (Appearance-wise at least)
Appearance:
Personality: Dark. He doesn't say much and prefers to keep to himself.
Special Technique/Ability: Temporal Immortality. His life force is tethered to his body. He can be tortured mentally and physically, and although it can kill him, it only lasts for a few minutes. He still comes back to life, but always remembers the pain that he experienced.
Backstory: In June 6, 1944, at the brink of the second World War, Purehh's mother and father were devastated. They did not expect they would have to go through losing another.
France had been taken over by the Germans, and their son, Vince, had died in one of the battles a few years back. The allies were making a push into France, moving in from Omaha Beach. A short ways to the South-West of the beach, stood a church known as Isigny-sur-Mer. The Germans were holding a group of French occupants hostage there for leverage. The allies were strategic however, and the Germans knew they would fall soon, whether they liked it, or not. The leading Lieutenant General, Schreckheiden, had an ability that only the higher ranking officers of Adolf's forces knew of. It was known as Temporal Immortality. He knew he couldn't die, however, if he was captured by the Americans, he could be subjected to torture for the rest of time. Although he was incredibly blunt, and capable of ignoring most of the pain they could cause him, he feared that one day, he would at some point give in. They would then probe him for information on all the Nazi's had done, and even find out how they gave him his immortality. He had to find a way to escape, and fortunately, the German scientists who had concocted the immunity, had created it with a fail safe.
He looked out among the hostages, and spotted a young boy among them. Pulling him from the group, and ignoring his parents pleas for mercy, he brought him into a secluded room in the back of the church. The boy was quiet, smart of him. Schreckheiden kneeled down, and stuck a prepared syringe into his arm, drawing his blood. At this point, the gunfire could be heard just outside the building. The Allies had advanced on their position, and were already beginning to wipe them. The general locked eyes with the boy, and took his arm, slowly injecting the serum into him. Gunshots could be heard inside the church now, followed by the screaming of the hostages. As he pressed down on the plunger, he spoke to the boy in a soft voice, as though he had cared so deeply for him, for as long as he had lived.
-Aus meinem Blut sollst du leben, aus deinem Blut, ich werde wiedergeboren werden.- [From my blood, you shall live, from your blood, I shall be reborn,]
The boy stared back at the man, his eyes changing from their natural green color, to a light scarlet. A short burst of gunfire, followed by the man crippling off onto the ground. The allies had saved the hostages. Not one had been shot, however, the solider who had saved the boy, saw what happened. That German, had done something to him, so the solider took the boy. He brought him to America, where he "grew up".
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madame moiselle
❁ listening to lullabies ❁
Name: Caleb Swimmer
Age: 19 (Appearance-wise at least)
Appearance:
Personality: Dark. He doesn't say much and prefers to keep to himself.
Special Technique/Ability: Temporal Immortality. His life force is tethered to his body. He can be tortured mentally and physically, and although it can kill him, it only lasts for a few minutes. He still comes back to life, but always remembers the pain that he experienced.
Backstory: In June 6, 1944, at the brink of the second World War, Purehh's mother and father were devastated. They did not expect they would have to go through losing another.
France had been taken over by the Germans, and their son, Vince, had died in one of the battles a few years back. The allies were making a push into France, moving in from Omaha Beach. A short ways to the South-West of the beach, stood a church known as Isigny-sur-Mer. The Germans were holding a group of French occupants hostage there for leverage. The allies were strategic however, and the Germans knew they would fall soon, whether they liked it, or not. The leading Lieutenant General, Schreckheiden, had an ability that only the higher ranking officers of Adolf's forces knew of. It was known as Temporal Immortality. He knew he couldn't die, however, if he was captured by the Americans, he could be subjected to torture for the rest of time. Although he was incredibly blunt, and capable of ignoring most of the pain they could cause him, he feared that one day, he would at some point give in. They would then probe him for information on all the Nazi's had done, and even find out how they gave him his immortality. He had to find a way to escape, and fortunately, the German scientists who had concocted the immunity, had created it with a fail safe.
He looked out among the hostages, and spotted a young boy among them. Pulling him from the group, and ignoring his parents pleas for mercy, he brought him into a secluded room in the back of the church. The boy was quiet, smart of him. Schreckheiden kneeled down, and stuck a prepared syringe into his arm, drawing his blood. At this point, the gunfire could be heard just outside the building. The Allies had advanced on their position, and were already beginning to wipe them. The general locked eyes with the boy, and took his arm, slowly injecting the serum into him. Gunshots could be heard inside the church now, followed by the screaming of the hostages. As he pressed down on the plunger, he spoke to the boy in a soft voice, as though he had cared so deeply for him, for as long as he had lived.
-Aus meinem Blut sollst du leben, aus deinem Blut, ich werde wiedergeboren werden.- [From my blood, you shall live, from your blood, I shall be reborn,]
The boy stared back at the man, his eyes changing from their natural green color, to a light scarlet. A short burst of gunfire, followed by the man crippling off onto the ground. The allies had saved the hostages. Not one had been shot, however, the solider who had saved the boy, saw what happened. That German, had done something to him, so the solider took the boy. He brought him to America, where he "grew up".
Maybe one of us should change our character's name, because now we have two Calebs xP. I'll do it if you want.
Wick
Harbinger of Fresh Produce. Such as Cheese.
OMG I was looking at your name and trying to think of one that wasn't like yours and I think my brain farted xD Okee, my character's name is Milo, not Caleb xP
madame moiselle
❁ listening to lullabies ❁
Imao, it's okay. We all get that sometimes, and believe me when I say I know how you feel xP
Nicademus
D&D Problem Child
This is actually my first time joining a roleplay on this particular site, sorry if I make a misstep.
Name: Maribelle Travistine
Age: 24
Appearance:
As you may be able to tell, she has sharper facial features. Though she can soften this up. Good muscle tone but she has the build of a grappler.
Personality: Off the job, she's easy enough to get along with. She's a bit snarky, but not vicious with it. She's all about friendly competition and cooperation. A good person to go out and have fun with.
On the job, she's all business. Her snark goes to a whole other level, and she can become rather blunt.
Special Technique/Ability: Almighty Negate (Codename: TAG): She can seal one person's powers, no matter what it is, as long as her cells make contact and she says, "Tag." Fire, speed, immortality... once tagged, they are negated. Power only remains in effect for one person at a time. She can cancel this prematurely by tagging herself (does not negate her powers, just stops the last tag). Tags only last 24 hours.
Backstory: Maribelle's incredibly useful power was discovered when she was a kid. Another child with a dangerous temperament also happened to have powers. During a game, he became upset, and began to lash out. As the instructors began to panic, Maribelle, who hadn't noticed, ran up to the boy and tagged him. As in actual tag. However, this met the conditions and the boys powers were sealed. The SED almost heard about it immediately, and shut down any news of the event. While everyone else wondered what happened, they knew they had hit a goldmine and have been a part of her life ever since.
Her parents allowed the SED into their lives for the protection they offered, and the potential future of their daughter. If only they knew what that entailed. As she grew, they instilled values in her such as National Pride, love for military, love of martial arts (Jiu jitsu), and love for the SED. By the time she was 18, she practically jumped in their ranks.
Now, at 24, she is much more learned. From stopping those capable of city busting feats, to capturing speedsters and teleporters. She has even killed an immortal. Not without help of course. She is but one woman, and can seal but one person at a time. And she will, for it is her duty. But she no longer views it with the same starry eyed wonder as when she was younger.
Name: Maribelle Travistine
Age: 24
Appearance:
As you may be able to tell, she has sharper facial features. Though she can soften this up. Good muscle tone but she has the build of a grappler.
Personality: Off the job, she's easy enough to get along with. She's a bit snarky, but not vicious with it. She's all about friendly competition and cooperation. A good person to go out and have fun with.
On the job, she's all business. Her snark goes to a whole other level, and she can become rather blunt.
Special Technique/Ability: Almighty Negate (Codename: TAG): She can seal one person's powers, no matter what it is, as long as her cells make contact and she says, "Tag." Fire, speed, immortality... once tagged, they are negated. Power only remains in effect for one person at a time. She can cancel this prematurely by tagging herself (does not negate her powers, just stops the last tag). Tags only last 24 hours.
Backstory: Maribelle's incredibly useful power was discovered when she was a kid. Another child with a dangerous temperament also happened to have powers. During a game, he became upset, and began to lash out. As the instructors began to panic, Maribelle, who hadn't noticed, ran up to the boy and tagged him. As in actual tag. However, this met the conditions and the boys powers were sealed. The SED almost heard about it immediately, and shut down any news of the event. While everyone else wondered what happened, they knew they had hit a goldmine and have been a part of her life ever since.
Her parents allowed the SED into their lives for the protection they offered, and the potential future of their daughter. If only they knew what that entailed. As she grew, they instilled values in her such as National Pride, love for military, love of martial arts (Jiu jitsu), and love for the SED. By the time she was 18, she practically jumped in their ranks.
Now, at 24, she is much more learned. From stopping those capable of city busting feats, to capturing speedsters and teleporters. She has even killed an immortal. Not without help of course. She is but one woman, and can seal but one person at a time. And she will, for it is her duty. But she no longer views it with the same starry eyed wonder as when she was younger.
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MadiRaiCat
Wine Aunt
Name:
Rowanna Wolfgang
Age:
22
Appearance:
Personality:
Rowanna is calm and quiet as she listens more than she cares to speak. Based on her past, she has slight trust issues, and may seem cold when first met. However, when she gets to know someone and begins to trust them, she is open and kind. She cares for the people close to her more than herself, and will do anything to protect them.
Special Technique/Ability:
Therianthropy: Rowanna has the ability to transform into any animal she has in some way been injured by. She has been known to collect objects such as claws and teeth shed from animals just in case she ever needs to be that animal for some reason. Her preferred species are a wolf and a leopard.
Backstory:
Rowanna was raised by a single father who was a prominent scientist from Germany. However, he lost his reputation by focusing on the "supernatural" and trying to prove their existence. Rowanna first found out about her abilities at 5 years old. She foolishly approached a stray dog in order to pet it, but instead was bit. Terror caused her immediate transformation into a dog, which her father witnessed.
From that moment on, Rowanna became nothing more than a experimental subject to her father. After he deduced what caused her to be able to transform, he purposefully took her around the world in order to find different animals to bite, scratch, sting, fin, peck, etc. her.
On her 12th birthday, Rowanna's father took her to meet a Grizzly bear at the local zoo. Using his scientific connections, he was able to get her close enough to the bear for it to scratch. However, instead of simply scratching, the bear bit a chunk from Rowanna's hand. The pain and terror immediately caused her to turn into a grizzly, at which point she panicked and accidentally killed her own father with one powerful swing of her arm. She doesn't like to talk about the incident, and has yet to confide her secret with anyone.
Rowanna ran immediately, terrified, sad, and alone. She lived homeless and on the run for many years. Eventually she was recruited by the SED and decided it would be the best and safest place for her.
Meowfyre
Member
Name: Michael B. Musiyenko
Age: 24
Appearance:
Michael when he has a choice wears a black pinstripe suit. However when he's undercover he wears whatever blends in well.
Personality: Michael is a very detached antisocial sort, adverse to forming bonds with others. This can be credited to his infiltration training, as being detached from those you pretend to be friends with is a crucial skill. His true personality is very businesslike, focused on completing his job then swiftly moving to the next task. Due to his training as a spy, he can make an appearance of being friendly and outgoing, but it is nothing more then that. An appearance. There are a few things that he feels strongly about however, mainly loyalty to his home and a deep hatred for communism, both installed in him by his father.
Special Technique/Ability: "Eyes of Argus." Michael can create eyes on himself and objects, as well as having a unique brain that is able to handle the massive amount of visual information as a result. Not only can he process 360 degree vision, he can process multiple angles of the same object, as well as monitoring several different events at once. However he is only able to see things, not hear them. Due to this he has become an experienced lip reader, but it only compensates so much. Another downside is that all his created eyes mirror damage, meaning if he's stabbed in one eye, every eye will be damaged as if it was stabbed.
Backstory: Michael was born into the espionage business, as the "Eyes of Argus" seemed to be a hereditary trait, passed down from his father to him. His father was born to immigrants from soviet Ukraine, seeking to escape the atrocities of the soviets. His father grew up with both a gratitude to his new home and a deep hatred for his old one, hearing stories of oppression from his parents. But with this hatred, Michael's father also inherited the "Eyes of Argus," an ability from his mother which she had used to save her family many times in Ukraine. Michael's father used this ability to repay his debt to his new home, becoming an agent of the CIA.
When Michael was born, the expectations of his father and his father's were great. From birth he was trained to be an even greater spy then his father. But because of this he is also socially stunted, trained to be detached from almost everything. Now he has finished his training and aches to begin his real work.
Age: 24
Appearance:
Michael when he has a choice wears a black pinstripe suit. However when he's undercover he wears whatever blends in well.
Personality: Michael is a very detached antisocial sort, adverse to forming bonds with others. This can be credited to his infiltration training, as being detached from those you pretend to be friends with is a crucial skill. His true personality is very businesslike, focused on completing his job then swiftly moving to the next task. Due to his training as a spy, he can make an appearance of being friendly and outgoing, but it is nothing more then that. An appearance. There are a few things that he feels strongly about however, mainly loyalty to his home and a deep hatred for communism, both installed in him by his father.
Special Technique/Ability: "Eyes of Argus." Michael can create eyes on himself and objects, as well as having a unique brain that is able to handle the massive amount of visual information as a result. Not only can he process 360 degree vision, he can process multiple angles of the same object, as well as monitoring several different events at once. However he is only able to see things, not hear them. Due to this he has become an experienced lip reader, but it only compensates so much. Another downside is that all his created eyes mirror damage, meaning if he's stabbed in one eye, every eye will be damaged as if it was stabbed.
Backstory: Michael was born into the espionage business, as the "Eyes of Argus" seemed to be a hereditary trait, passed down from his father to him. His father was born to immigrants from soviet Ukraine, seeking to escape the atrocities of the soviets. His father grew up with both a gratitude to his new home and a deep hatred for his old one, hearing stories of oppression from his parents. But with this hatred, Michael's father also inherited the "Eyes of Argus," an ability from his mother which she had used to save her family many times in Ukraine. Michael's father used this ability to repay his debt to his new home, becoming an agent of the CIA.
When Michael was born, the expectations of his father and his father's were great. From birth he was trained to be an even greater spy then his father. But because of this he is also socially stunted, trained to be detached from almost everything. Now he has finished his training and aches to begin his real work.
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BlueOctober
A Disposable Teen
Name:
Ludvig Stronheim
Age:
19
Personality: Introverted, Ludvig often keeps away from other people, preferring to work alone. The intensity of his shy nature is actually such that he often uses his ability to escape any situation he deems awkward.
Special Technique/Ability:
Maler- Ludvig is able to jump in and out of paintings and other objects that resemble the outside world. He can use this as a method of escape or, in a place where there are multiple paintings, to move around unnoticed. He is able to go into any painting, and come out through another copy of that same painting. However, if that canvas that he went through is destroyed, he is no longer able to travel through it.
Backstory: Broad strokes upon the canvas, accented by detailed, fine attempts at creating a scene, are what brought the paintings of Ludvig to life. Living in a small town in northern Austria, the young man was anything but extraordinary. He did work for his father in the shop that he and his mother owned, attended school, and no one was the wiser about his ability. Not just his ability to create works of art, but to move through them as well.
Ludvig remembered clearly, the first time that he had gone through a painting, when he had fallen into a recently finished campus. He remembered the fear of ruining his work, and then the confusion of finding himself in a grassy field under a pale blue moon, despite it having been high noon only moments ago.
From then on, Ludvig painted, and went into, various scenes. Battles of old wars, towns ripped straight out of history, it was all his, and he was the only one who knew any of it. Until, that is, Ludvig got stupid.
Young love is a truly dangerous thing, and Ludvig should have known from the moment that the young woman who lived in the apartment across the street started making faces at him, that he was going to slip up. It took a month, until Ludvig convinced the girl to follow him into a canvas, held there by his hand. She had followed, and they had sat for a moment in a plain devoid of life, Ludvig holding his sweethearts hand the entire time to keep her corporeal.
Then, without warning, she broke away from him. She wanted to pick a flower, she had exclaimed, moments before Ludvig watched in horror as she turned to ink before his very eyes. He did all he could, in an attempt to retrieve Erina from the painting, but nothing would work.
Ludvig left his home then, unable to bear the weight of the guilt he had incurred. He wandered, for a time, before slipping into a painting to wait until the end of the world.
Ludvig Stronheim
Age:
19
Personality: Introverted, Ludvig often keeps away from other people, preferring to work alone. The intensity of his shy nature is actually such that he often uses his ability to escape any situation he deems awkward.
Special Technique/Ability:
Maler- Ludvig is able to jump in and out of paintings and other objects that resemble the outside world. He can use this as a method of escape or, in a place where there are multiple paintings, to move around unnoticed. He is able to go into any painting, and come out through another copy of that same painting. However, if that canvas that he went through is destroyed, he is no longer able to travel through it.
Backstory: Broad strokes upon the canvas, accented by detailed, fine attempts at creating a scene, are what brought the paintings of Ludvig to life. Living in a small town in northern Austria, the young man was anything but extraordinary. He did work for his father in the shop that he and his mother owned, attended school, and no one was the wiser about his ability. Not just his ability to create works of art, but to move through them as well.
Ludvig remembered clearly, the first time that he had gone through a painting, when he had fallen into a recently finished campus. He remembered the fear of ruining his work, and then the confusion of finding himself in a grassy field under a pale blue moon, despite it having been high noon only moments ago.
From then on, Ludvig painted, and went into, various scenes. Battles of old wars, towns ripped straight out of history, it was all his, and he was the only one who knew any of it. Until, that is, Ludvig got stupid.
Young love is a truly dangerous thing, and Ludvig should have known from the moment that the young woman who lived in the apartment across the street started making faces at him, that he was going to slip up. It took a month, until Ludvig convinced the girl to follow him into a canvas, held there by his hand. She had followed, and they had sat for a moment in a plain devoid of life, Ludvig holding his sweethearts hand the entire time to keep her corporeal.
Then, without warning, she broke away from him. She wanted to pick a flower, she had exclaimed, moments before Ludvig watched in horror as she turned to ink before his very eyes. He did all he could, in an attempt to retrieve Erina from the painting, but nothing would work.
Ludvig left his home then, unable to bear the weight of the guilt he had incurred. He wandered, for a time, before slipping into a painting to wait until the end of the world.
Emberskull
Fish-shaped ethylbenzene
Name: Gwen Farley
Age: 23
Appearance:
Personality: Gwen doesn't talk much. She barely talks at all, because if she speaks, there is the danger of death. She is polite and clever, she's good at reading peoples emotions. She's also a book worm.
Special Technique/Ability: Sonic Screech: When she speaks, it is a very high pitched dog whistle kind of sound, that momentarily deafens any one is a 4 mile radius. It can get loud enough that she herself faints from exertion, and the ears of others start bleeding and could be permanently damaged. She's never don.e this before, and never plans to
Backstory: Gwen was an orphan. She was never adopted because all the clients thought her dumb. She grew up in the orphanage for most of her life until she was saved by the SED at the age of 17. She worked hard everyday of her life hence forth, and became skilled at hand to hand combat.
Age: 23
Appearance:
Personality: Gwen doesn't talk much. She barely talks at all, because if she speaks, there is the danger of death. She is polite and clever, she's good at reading peoples emotions. She's also a book worm.
Special Technique/Ability: Sonic Screech: When she speaks, it is a very high pitched dog whistle kind of sound, that momentarily deafens any one is a 4 mile radius. It can get loud enough that she herself faints from exertion, and the ears of others start bleeding and could be permanently damaged. She's never don.e this before, and never plans to
Backstory: Gwen was an orphan. She was never adopted because all the clients thought her dumb. She grew up in the orphanage for most of her life until she was saved by the SED at the age of 17. She worked hard everyday of her life hence forth, and became skilled at hand to hand combat.
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Lord Anubis
A coin that landed on its edge.
Name: Malkavian Veilborn
Age: well lets say he has bin alive since 489 bc
Appearance:
Personality:
Malkavian is a pretty normal individual. Has a normal amount of social interaction, with some tendency to isolate himself. He can be both kind and cruel to anyone depending on them ore his mood. He is a intellectual and adventurous.
Special Technique/Ability: One. Only one
Vampire Physiology :Generally vampires are physically imposing beings with excellent strength, speed, endurance and agility, excellent senses, extended living-span nearing ageless and high-level resistance to damage. Other abilities include ability to turn other beings into vampires (possibly involuntarily).
Backstory:
Malkavian was born in Sparta during the reign of king Leonidas I. He like many other spartan boys went to agoge [COLOR= rgb(37, 37, 37)]the public school education, which the sons of all Spartans had to complete in order to qualify for citizenship. Malkavian was among the 300 Spartan[/COLOR] [COLOR= rgb(37, 37, 37)]hoplites[/COLOR] who stayed with Leonidas, while the Greeks with them retreated. However that is where he died. To clarify he did physically die, but while the Spartans reclaimed some of the bodies his body was taken with a few others. Taken by a man named Danarian who was his progenitor. He had awoken a day later reborn as a creature of the night. It took him a great many years to come to terms fully with what he had become. When he did Malkavian went about continuing the traditions of the Spartan legacy. He has sired a few children of his own over the centuries, but most have died due to the crusades. After those dreadful years Vampire hunting became more common. Where once there was a time when he could walk more freely among'st his former bretherin. From time to time Malkavian would come out of hiding among'st his havens around the world. It was not until recently 200 years ago Malkavian came out of hiding to open a medical research company. Since then he has created one of the leading medical research companies in the world. Secretly he has bin developing a cure for vamperism and has come to join this organization in the hopes of discovering something to aid his research. Also to help the world in the recent troubled times.
Weaknesses:
He can only maintain his supernatural enhancements when fed regularly. If he doesn't receive blood in a certain time period he gets weaker loosing his supernatural enhancements.
Age: well lets say he has bin alive since 489 bc
Appearance:
Personality:
Malkavian is a pretty normal individual. Has a normal amount of social interaction, with some tendency to isolate himself. He can be both kind and cruel to anyone depending on them ore his mood. He is a intellectual and adventurous.
Special Technique/Ability: One. Only one
Vampire Physiology :Generally vampires are physically imposing beings with excellent strength, speed, endurance and agility, excellent senses, extended living-span nearing ageless and high-level resistance to damage. Other abilities include ability to turn other beings into vampires (possibly involuntarily).
Backstory:
Malkavian was born in Sparta during the reign of king Leonidas I. He like many other spartan boys went to agoge [COLOR= rgb(37, 37, 37)]the public school education, which the sons of all Spartans had to complete in order to qualify for citizenship. Malkavian was among the 300 Spartan[/COLOR] [COLOR= rgb(37, 37, 37)]hoplites[/COLOR] who stayed with Leonidas, while the Greeks with them retreated. However that is where he died. To clarify he did physically die, but while the Spartans reclaimed some of the bodies his body was taken with a few others. Taken by a man named Danarian who was his progenitor. He had awoken a day later reborn as a creature of the night. It took him a great many years to come to terms fully with what he had become. When he did Malkavian went about continuing the traditions of the Spartan legacy. He has sired a few children of his own over the centuries, but most have died due to the crusades. After those dreadful years Vampire hunting became more common. Where once there was a time when he could walk more freely among'st his former bretherin. From time to time Malkavian would come out of hiding among'st his havens around the world. It was not until recently 200 years ago Malkavian came out of hiding to open a medical research company. Since then he has created one of the leading medical research companies in the world. Secretly he has bin developing a cure for vamperism and has come to join this organization in the hopes of discovering something to aid his research. Also to help the world in the recent troubled times.
Weaknesses:
He can only maintain his supernatural enhancements when fed regularly. If he doesn't receive blood in a certain time period he gets weaker loosing his supernatural enhancements.
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Saruwatari Tomoshia
Name:
Threlm
Age:
24
Appearance:
Personality:
Comes off cold but is a friendly person, He loves fighting and holding weapons, He likes dangerous things and never backs down from a fight, Loyal, Doesn't care much for rules, Loves to flirt, Loves to try out new weapons, He always wants to befriend the quite ones.
Special Technique/Ability:
The weapon: The ability to instantly be able to understand and wield any form of weapon.
Backstory:
(He was 13) Threlm has always been interested in weapons. Ever since he was a kid he had always had this certain infinity with them. His parents had him in sword classes for as long as he could remember. He was always top of his class. His dad would take him out to go and shoot at targets and he always hit the target dead on. His parents wanted to keep it a secret for a long time. But as most of these story's go he was at a corner store when a gang of 4 guys tried to rob it and it got out of hand. The shop keep pulled his shotgun and shot one of the robbers and then got shot. The gun pistol from the robber fell next to his feet. He knew they were going to kill him because he saw everything so he picked up the pistol and easily won the firefight between the other three. The cops arrived to see him standing over all the dead corpses and then the SED saw him and picked him up.
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