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<|description|>Negi Springfield * Gender: Male * * Personality: Negi is cheerful and a bit of a pushover on the surface, usually going on with the flow of shenanigans with the minimum of token resistance. An English gentleman of the highest degree, he is constantly polite and mild to any he meets. At least until peopl...
<|message|>Negi Springfield With his attention concentrated on the tense winding down as it were, he could be forgiven for not reacting fast enough and having a tiny girl meet him in a most physical manner. "W-wha... B-but you're the one that walked into me..." Adopting a hurt pouting look that could make a puppy jealo...
<|description|>Konpaku Youmu * Gender: Female * Appearance: "For Yuyuko-sama, I won't fail!" * Personality: Calm, collected, serious. These are things Youmu tries to be at all times. To her credit, in a fight she is a dangerous and focused opponent, but outside of combat she is prone to being rather awkward. Her attemp...
<|message|>Konpaku Youmu Youmu heard the voices behind her, and felt the small hand patting her on the back. Oh... oh no... whatever had happened, she'd... that didn't come out as serious or impressive at all... flushed with embarrassment, Youmu drew herself up to a sitting position on her knees. She wasn't even sure w...
<|description|>Konpaku Youmu * Gender: Female * Appearance: "For Yuyuko-sama, I won't fail!" * Personality: Calm, collected, serious. These are things Youmu tries to be at all times. To her credit, in a fight she is a dangerous and focused opponent, but outside of combat she is prone to being rather awkward. Her attemp...
<|message|>Konpaku Youmu At the blue-haired woman's question, Youmu paused for a moment before proceeding. "I was training in the Hakugyokurou gardens," she said, simply, "I closed my eyes briefly, and when I opened them I was here. I... I have to get back there. It's my duty to tend to Saigyouji Yuyuko-sama. I have t...
<|description|>Konpaku Youmu * Gender: Female * Appearance: "For Yuyuko-sama, I won't fail!" * Personality: Calm, collected, serious. These are things Youmu tries to be at all times. To her credit, in a fight she is a dangerous and focused opponent, but outside of combat she is prone to being rather awkward. Her attemp...
<|message|>Konpaku Youmu Youmu frowned more deeply. Honor was of deep importance, both her own and the honor of the Konpaku family as a whole. Besides, simple bullets wouldn't be able to defeat her. It took more complex patterns every time she had met defeat, full-blown spell cards. Regular bullets would not be able to...
<|description|>Chamo Rosso * Gender: Female * Personality: Chamo is childish, uncooperative, and gets easily bored. She has a skewed sense of morality and thinks nothing of accidentally killing a man because no one had taught her that its wrong. Because of this, her general solution to getting angered or bothered in an...
<|message|>Chamo Rosso Chamo Chamo was bored. She was really, really bored. So bored that she wandered off from the others to go play with her pets. They had protested of course, said it was too dangerous and that they should stick together. Chamo might have listened if Adlet or Hans was there. But they weren't. Those ...
<|description|>Serah Dred Age: 15 Appearance: Serah is a flat chested teen with poofy brown hair with blonde highlights and purple eyes. She likes wearing jeans and random shirts, she is constantly barefooted (pic to come) Bio: Serah has always been able to recall anything since she was born. Brain scans at the age of ...
<|message|>Serah Dred Serah had started to wander around the school. Just looking around.</s>
<|description|>Yasmin Joy Smith Age: 16 Appearance: Long curly black hair, covering her bright green eyes. She wears a black cloak covering her head and a blood red dress. She also has black shoes and a blood red headband, covered by her cloak. Bio: As a baby, she was abandoned so went through care but ran away at the ...
<|message|>Yasmin Joy Smith Yasmin nodded as she slung her bag over her shoulder, sighing.</s>
<|description|>Henry Straub Age: 15 Appearance: A chubby, ginger-haired kid with freckles. He often wears short shorts and striped sweaters. Bio: Henry lived a fairly average life, until one day he found the dreaded Necronomicon. Figuring that he could learn to summon eldritch demons from it, he opened up to a random ...
<|message|>Henry Straub Henry stopped in front of Dimitri after having finished his candy bar. He smacked his pudgy lips, nodded to himself, bent over, and began grunting loudly as his face turned red. A moment later he straightened back up and reached into the seat of his pants, pulling out the Milky Way bar which was...
<|description|>Venin Ivory Age: 16 Appearance: (Without the gasmask, wears a scarf instead) Bio: When he was about five, his mother thought he had something wrong with him since he was never really able to warm up, leading to many hospital visits. Venin basically lived in the hospital for four years, until he was fina...
<|message|>Venin Ivory Venin's face scrunched into a panicked and worried expression when he noticed all of the people standing in front of him. Being a pessimist, he automatically assumed the worst. He wished he was home, sleeping, or doing something other than standing in front of probably 100 + children waiting for ...
<|description|>Venin Ivory Age: 16 Appearance: (Without the gasmask, wears a scarf instead) Bio: When he was about five, his mother thought he had something wrong with him since he was never really able to warm up, leading to many hospital visits. Venin basically lived in the hospital for four years, until he was fina...
<|message|>Venin Ivory Venin looked at his hand. "So it is, too bad I don't know where the nurse is," he pressed his thumb so his palm, causing the blood spilling out of his hands to freeze over the wound. "What kinds of things can you do? My power is pretty obvious," Venin held up his hand and showed her the frozen sc...
<|description|>Venin Ivory Age: 16 Appearance: (Without the gasmask, wears a scarf instead) Bio: When he was about five, his mother thought he had something wrong with him since he was never really able to warm up, leading to many hospital visits. Venin basically lived in the hospital for four years, until he was fina...
<|message|>Venin Ivory "I can't make a ton of snow at will, I apologize," Venin sat back down in the grass, feeling no need to stand.</s>
<|description|>Venin Ivory Age: 16 Appearance: (Without the gasmask, wears a scarf instead) Bio: When he was about five, his mother thought he had something wrong with him since he was never really able to warm up, leading to many hospital visits. Venin basically lived in the hospital for four years, until he was fina...
<|message|>Venin Ivory Venin relaxed a little when the vice principal didn't mention the broken window in the music room. Although, he was still on edge. He glanced towards Serah for assurance, although he wasn't sure what he would do if he found none. a huge mess</s>
<|description|>Evelyn Graves Nickname: Ev Appearance: Evelyn stands about 5'0 and weighs roughly 130 lbs. She has a fairly slender build with a bit of curve to her and her bust size is a c-cup. Evelyn's been noted for having the appearance of someone who has been dead for some time, namely her pale white skin, sunk in...
<|message|>Evelyn Graves Evelyn flipped them off and went to gym. From then on, the rest of the day continued.</s>
<|description|>Evelyn Graves Nickname: Ev Appearance: Evelyn stands about 5'0 and weighs roughly 130 lbs. She has a fairly slender build with a bit of curve to her and her bust size is a c-cup. Evelyn's been noted for having the appearance of someone who has been dead for some time, namely her pale white skin, sunk in...
<|message|>Evelyn Graves Yasmin's touch felt so soft against her cheek, sending pleasant chills all throughout Evelyn's body, and she loved the feeling of her fingers running through her hair. She kissed Yasmin even deeper and brought her down on top of her lying in the soft grass under the night sky.</s>
<|description|>Ken Isiah Leward Age: 16 Apperance: Ken stands at 5' 10" and weighs about 185 pounds of mostly lean muscle. His skin is pale and his eyes are a bright blue. His wardrobe is generally consists of blue jeans and dark colored hoodies, but underneath his hoodies he tends to wear a variety of colored shirts....
<|message|>Ken Isiah Leward Ken followed, eager to find out Venin's power. When left to his own creativity, he imagined it was something like Subzero from Mortal Kombat. It would be cool if, he pulled off some sort of freeze-y fatality thing. As he daydreamed about this, he noticed the grass blades freezing around him...
<|description|>Matsushima Mitsuko "...don't make me get the Spectral Fishing Rod." Gender: Female Age: 17 Personality: One would expect the so-called eccentric club president of an Occult Club, a person with vested interest and belief in the supernatural, to be an audacious, broad-speaking, probably kinda chuuni clas...
<|message|>Matsushima Mitsuko Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School "Ah, Charles, please stop trying to chat up Karuta-san. I'll need you to run down to the nurse's office and get an ice pack for the poor girl who you just mercilessly assaulted with a stapler. It's the least you can do for being so temperamental, no?" Let...
<|description|>Matsushima Mitsuko "...don't make me get the Spectral Fishing Rod." Gender: Female Age: 17 Personality: One would expect the so-called eccentric club president of an Occult Club, a person with vested interest and belief in the supernatural, to be an audacious, broad-speaking, probably kinda chuuni clas...
<|message|>Matsushima Mitsuko Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School "Hm? Of course it seems ridiculous to you. If it seemed reasonable, you'd be right, but you can't be right because you're far too busy being wrong. Either way, you can keep being wrong if you're really that committed to it; it's none of my business, honest...
<|description|>Matsushima Mitsuko "...don't make me get the Spectral Fishing Rod." Gender: Female Age: 17 Personality: One would expect the so-called eccentric club president of an Occult Club, a person with vested interest and belief in the supernatural, to be an audacious, broad-speaking, probably kinda chuuni clas...
<|message|>Matsushima Mitsuko Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School "..." In response to the omnidirection assault of peer pressure that Mitsuko was now facing, she held firm, taking a single step to the side as Seiko moved to stand next to her whilst murmuring something under her breath. While Yurika seemed to very earne...
<|description|>Matsushima Mitsuko "...don't make me get the Spectral Fishing Rod." Gender: Female Age: 17 Personality: One would expect the so-called eccentric club president of an Occult Club, a person with vested interest and belief in the supernatural, to be an audacious, broad-speaking, probably kinda chuuni clas...
<|message|>Matsushima Mitsuko Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School After the others present had started eating the prepared baked goods, Mitsuko reached over and grabbd a small piece out of the container, unceremoniously popping it into her mouth before letting out a satisfied sigh that seemed almost practiced. Well, at a...
<|description|>Matsushima Mitsuko "...don't make me get the Spectral Fishing Rod." Gender: Female Age: 17 Personality: One would expect the so-called eccentric club president of an Occult Club, a person with vested interest and belief in the supernatural, to be an audacious, broad-speaking, probably kinda chuuni clas...
<|message|>Matsushima Mitsuko Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School Well, this seemed to be going...relatively well. The prospective members that remained were conversing amongst one another, and it looked like most, if not all, of them were planning on attending the Halloween Extravaganza. The turnout had also surpassed M...
<|description|>Matsushima Mitsuko "...don't make me get the Spectral Fishing Rod." Gender: Female Age: 17 Personality: One would expect the so-called eccentric club president of an Occult Club, a person with vested interest and belief in the supernatural, to be an audacious, broad-speaking, probably kinda chuuni clas...
<|message|>Matsushima Mitsuko Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School Mitsuko was jolted out of her thoughts when Yurika approached her, the girl tilting her head to the side slightly at Yurika's question. Had she come across as antisocial? She was just waiting for the people who said they wanted to talk to her after the clu...
<|description|>Charles Thompson Gender: Male Age: 17 Personality: Charles is a menace. There's no other way to put it. Pulling pranks, picking on people and basically being a complete jerk to everyone around him is Charles's daily routine. He has a distinct contempt for rules and authority, and often goes out of his ...
<|message|>Charles Thompson Charles stayed slumped over the back of his chair, playing on his phone when he heard the click of a pen and a scribble. He glanced over at the noise. A girl was giving him a stare that Charles couldn't quite pinpoint. She was one of the hot ones. May as well look good he thought and began t...
<|description|>Charles Thompson Gender: Male Age: 17 Personality: Charles is a menace. There's no other way to put it. Pulling pranks, picking on people and basically being a complete jerk to everyone around him is Charles's daily routine. He has a distinct contempt for rules and authority, and often goes out of his ...
<|message|>Charles Thompson "It's your lucky day, Charles. I won't publish this or anything about this fight since Mitsuko asked me nicely not too. That, and having some dirt on you in case I need a...lets call it a favor, seems like a really good idea! And don't get any ideas. I keep back-ups of all my pictures somewh...
<|description|>Charles Thompson Gender: Male Age: 17 Personality: Charles is a menace. There's no other way to put it. Pulling pranks, picking on people and basically being a complete jerk to everyone around him is Charles's daily routine. He has a distinct contempt for rules and authority, and often goes out of his ...
<|message|>Charles Thompson Charles stood leaning against the wall, waiting for the waivers to be put out on the table. Lots of people had taken brownies after him, and they had said thank you. Charles hadn't thought that necessary. He had nothing to be thankful for tonight. The brownies were, in his eyes, an apology f...
<|description|>Charles Thompson Gender: Male Age: 17 Personality: Charles is a menace. There's no other way to put it. Pulling pranks, picking on people and basically being a complete jerk to everyone around him is Charles's daily routine. He has a distinct contempt for rules and authority, and often goes out of his ...
<|message|>Charles Thompson Charles wandered through the halls, taking turns trying to find the hallway that would lead him to the door. Lousy club. At least I'll get a few days free from this supernatural shit. Charles scowled as he thought about the time he had just spent in the Occult Club. Stupid Mitsuko, what righ...
<|description|>Makoto Zukamori "Cry later, woman up and deal with it." Gender: Female Age: 17 Appearance: Makoto stands at about 5' 4" and weighs just barely 100lbs. She has a thin build, there's no fat on her, but there's no muscle either. She has chocolate brown hair and matching eyes. Her skin is fair in color and...
<|message|>Makoto Zukamori Makoto was sitting somewhere in the middle of the group, where she could easily attack just about anyone if need be. With a group like this, you never knew what going to happen. She recognized a few people who were troublemakers, some of which she had chased down before. She sat up with her b...
<|description|>Eva Nováková Gender: Female Age: 17 Appearance: Eva stands at 5 foot 7 and has a thin physique. Her skin is rather pale, a contrast to her piercing blue eyes. Her hair is rather long, and reaches down just past her waist and is the same raven black as her eyebrows. Personality: After years of movi...
<|message|>Eva Nováková Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School --- Eva stood, leaning against a wall with her violin case in hand. One of the very first things she noticed when entering the room was the lack of instruments around the place. Butterflies began fluttering around in her stomach, she was sorely afraid that sh...
<|description|>Yurika Yurumiya "All right! Shall we go on a hunt, Mi-chan?" "Friends! You ask for my name, I WILL give you MY NAME! Huzzah!!!" "Lookie at my marshmallows! No touching though, don't be naughty! HAHA!" Gender: Female "Yeah, people say I should act my age but who cares? Right?!" Age: 18 (However she is ...
<|message|>Yurika Yurumiya Class 2-A, Yurei High School Yurika was slightly hurt ,but did not show it, by the expression Mitsuko had on her face when she had asked about the brownie recipe. Moreover, the hasty response given by her president gave off the feeling the girl was hiding something. Or maybe she is just shy,...
<|description|>Octavia King Gender: Female Age: 15 Appearance: Octavia has the fair porcelain skin, gleaming blue eyes, and spectacular blonde hair that comes to mind when imagining an ideal foreigner. She is slim and somewhat tall for her age at 5'6", and only wears the most beautiful, expensive, and detailed dresse...
<|message|>Octavia King Octavia simply watched as events in the club unfolded. There seemed to be an entire underworld associated with the club, rife with threats, blackmail, and probably seduction. Octavia didn't exactly have an eye for seducers, but it seemed like the sort of place in which those things would happen....
<|description|>Raelyn Giordano Female Imperial| 26 | The Steed Basic Information --- Birthplace: Cyrodil Appearance: A slight woman who smiles often and laughs more. She has bright, discerning eyes that look at people like she's examining a cut of meat. Her hair is wild and frayed from working on the road and sh...
<|message|>Raelyn Giordano There was something about a hushed conspiracy to send Do'karth to his likely death that Raelyn found exciting. She was sure there was some story to this, maybe Do'karth was a daft cunt. That would be the only reason they'd send a pacifist who looked like a beast of prey towards a group of Ash...
<|description|>Fey Adelaide Character House: Slytherin Year: 4 Subjects: All basics, Care of magical creatures, ancient runes and muggle studies. Blood status: Pure Hair colour: Pale honey Eyes: Cornflower blue Reference:</s> <|message|>Fey Adelaide When all had eaten their fill and the plates had been cleared Pr...
<|message|>Fey Adelaide From the first note of the flute the unicorn calmed and quietened till it stood once again firmly on the floor and within a minute of Fey whispering soothing words and whickers she was still and calm gazing at Fey with sorrowful eyes. Smiling Fey reached out and stroked the silken nose of the un...
<|description|>Hargrim Stonespike Race: Dwarf Age: 99 Appearance: Skills: - Tinkering - Explosives - Gun Handling Background: "Like many dwarfs, I used to live in these mountains. Unlike them, I didn't like them. So I moved on." Motto: "All you need to say is 'I'll pay'."</s> <|message|>Durandal Hopsfield Durandal...
<|message|>Hargrim Stonespike Hargrim tumbles through the portal and is spit out within what seems like a second. He lands face first on the floor and slides a bit further before finally coming to a halt. There was only darkness He couldn't see a thing! "By the ancestors! I'm blind! Wait..." The dwarf pushes himself of...
<|description|>Hargrim Stonespike Race: Dwarf Age: 99 Appearance: Skills: - Tinkering - Explosives - Gun Handling Background: "Like many dwarfs, I used to live in these mountains. Unlike them, I didn't like them. So I moved on." Motto: "All you need to say is 'I'll pay'."</s> <|message|>Durandal Hopsfield The whit...
<|message|>Hargrim Stonespike Hargrim frowns as the human belittles him. "Why listen here ya' big punk. First of all-..." The dwarf doesn't get time to finish his insult as the night sky above their heads begins to shift and swirl. It seems the endless void losses his... endless and starts to shape like a face with eye...
<|description|>Skrax Double audio track One normal One downpitched -5 semitones Phaser* Stages - 24 * Dry/Wet - 255 * LFO Freq - 0.1 * LFO Start Phase - 0 * Depth - 255 * Feedback - 0% Race: Khepri Age Appearance Skills:* Hand-to-Hand Combat * Full Contact Magic + Healing Magic + Kinetic Magic Background Motto</s> ...
<|message|>Skrax "That sounds reasonable, but if anyone else has any other plans, feel free?" Skrax stood with staff extended as the walls closed in on the group. Perched amongst the rubble of the former button pedestal, he scanned the rest of the room, even as the whirling blades of death drew ever closer. He was no ...
<|description|>Rucks Kennithson Race: The Dreamwalkers The Dreamwalkers are a humanoid race who live approximately twice as long due to a slower ageing rate. They live there lives transitioning between what they call "The Dream" and our plane. Those who begin life within the dream tend to be more magically gifted with...
<|message|>Rucks Kennithson In the Drangani mountains a lone figure was trekking through the snow, dressed in an unusual and impractical robe for the weather. A cold wind was blowing and it prickled at his flesh. The only truly warm clothing the figure wore was a scarf which seemed to be particularly shoddy and cheap. ...
<|description|>Marianne Race: Human Age: 19 Skills: Marianne holds in her possession a talking grimoire named Lazarus for good reason. As a mage that practices in the dark arts, her magical prowess is unnaturally high for someone her age. Of course, such power does wonders in corroding the mentality of her person, maki...
<|message|>Marianne Marianne blinked, letting go of the arm she was holding to turn in the direction of a new voice. It sounded distinctively young and one obviously too enthusiastic for the grave journey they were all about to embark upon. Hearing the boy's introduction, Marianne smiled kindly, bowing to show her mann...
<|description|>Marianne Race: Human Age: 19 Skills: Marianne holds in her possession a talking grimoire named Lazarus for good reason. As a mage that practices in the dark arts, her magical prowess is unnaturally high for someone her age. Of course, such power does wonders in corroding the mentality of her person, maki...
<|message|>Marianne Many things were happening all at once, all of them more magical as each second seemed to pass on. First came the voice and head in the sky, a booming but robotic echo radiating from the heavens above. Marianne listened in curiosity as the disembodied being instructed them of their tasks, or somethi...
<|description|>Race Age Jacoby's Skills:* Incredibly lucky. * Possesses a working knowledge in hand-to-hand combat and the use of steel claws. * Very hard to hit. * Has eyes on the back of his head. (Figuratively of course.) Chomp's Skills:* Strong sense of smell. * Can change color like a chameleon to blend in with h...
<|message|>Race Jacoby believed himself in for an argument with his dwarven companion. But instead of listening to the ill-tempered ramblings of an argumentative dwarf, the sky began to speak before shooting a portal out of its mouth. Once Hargrim and Athalzerus had entered the portal, Jacoby and Chomp looked at each o...
<|description|>"My name is Athalzerus 'Iron-Blood'." Race: "Some call my people demons, and they are not far wrong, but the Hekurians do not dwell in the hells. We live beneath the skin of the world, in the great cities hewn from living rock. There, we can feed on the purest veins of iron. A Hekurian can live a great d...
<|message|>"My name is Athalzerus 'Iron-Blood'." With every lumbering step of the Herkurian, steam rose in clouds from the snow underfoot. The red-hot veins which normally ran throughout his rocky exterior were dimmed to feint lines by the biting wind, and he generally felt miserable. He wore no protection against the ...
<|description|>"My name is Athalzerus 'Iron-Blood'." Race: "Some call my people demons, and they are not far wrong, but the Hekurians do not dwell in the hells. We live beneath the skin of the world, in the great cities hewn from living rock. There, we can feed on the purest veins of iron. A Hekurian can live a great d...
<|message|>"My name is Athalzerus 'Iron-Blood'." While others had argued and rambled, Athalzerus examined the architecture with a fiery gaze. The scale of the domed chamber and mighty pillars reminded him of his home, in the great cavernous cities his kind dwelt within. Still, he recognized that the chamber was the cra...
<|description|>Durandal Hopsfield Race: Mostly Human Age: 37 Appearance: Skills Background Motto</s> <|message|>"My name is Athalzerus 'Iron-Blood'." With every lumbering step of the Herkurian, steam rose in clouds from the snow underfoot. The red-hot veins which normally ran throughout his rocky exterior were dimmed ...
<|message|>Durandal Hopsfield The white mage was suddenly sent through possibly the world's most colorful portal, with a rainbow of colors spinning around him. He thought he heard a few voices speaking, but the mage was too distracted by his surroundings to give them any real attention. The portal stopped abruptly, de...
<|description|>Durandal Hopsfield Race: Mostly Human Age: 37 Appearance: Skills Background Motto</s> <|message|>Skrax Skrax stumbled through the portal and shook his head to relieve himself of the cobwebs. Inside, where the rest of his newfound companions were, the round chamber loomed, empty and quiet. "I am alright...
<|message|>Durandal Hopsfield Durandal agreed with the dark mage on this one. After the demon's slamming of the button, the walls began to close in with blades of death. After a moment of panic, the hero thought of an idea that would either guarantee their survival or at least make sure the idiot died first. "I don't ...
<|description|>The Lady Amalthea (Yes, I will be rping my name sake) Race: Unicorn - Disguised as human Apparent Age: Early 20's Actual Age: Cannot remember Appearance: Profession: Lady of King Hagards Court Possessions: None but her clothing Skills/Magic/Talents: Healing, fearlessness when in danger, agility, element...
<|message|>The Lady Amalthea (Yes, I will be rping my name sake) From the top of top of the spiralling staircase weathered fingers drummed against the cold stone. Empty eyes watched the Lady Amalthea move with unknown grace through the open foyer towards the worn wooden doors of the castles main entrance. He pulled aga...
<|description|>The Lady Amalthea (Yes, I will be rping my name sake) Race: Unicorn - Disguised as human Apparent Age: Early 20's Actual Age: Cannot remember Appearance: Profession: Lady of King Hagards Court Possessions: None but her clothing Skills/Magic/Talents: Healing, fearlessness when in danger, agility, element...
<|message|>The Lady Amalthea (Yes, I will be rping my name sake) Molly took a step back when the crash happened and looked at the man known as Fletcher oddly before shaking her head and placing her hands on her hips. "You are lucky the Lady Amalthea is already in her quarters," she quipped. Two men at arms came rushi...
<|description|>The Lady Amalthea (Yes, I will be rping my name sake) Race: Unicorn - Disguised as human Apparent Age: Early 20's Actual Age: Cannot remember Appearance: Profession: Lady of King Hagards Court Possessions: None but her clothing Skills/Magic/Talents: Healing, fearlessness when in danger, agility, element...
<|message|>The Lady Amalthea (Yes, I will be rping my name sake) Molly smirked slightly as she went about tending to the meal and the rest of her duties within the kitchen. Amon and Ser Carver had very different out looks on how such things were handled. "I like Amons idea," she quipped as she prepared several bowls ...
<|description|>Carver Race: Fae Entity That Appears Human Apparent Age: 22 Actual Age: ?? Appearance: As a human, Carver appears as pictured above. In his true form, he looks much the same, though he never takes the armor off, his eyes glow bright blue, and he is positively radiant with golden light. A more interesti...
<|message|>Carver The sun was just beginning to set as Carver rode into the small village, casting his gaze this way and that. He spotted a group of farmers pushing a wheelbarrow and called out to them, "What ho, friends! Keeping well?" The men simply turned their gazes downward and did not respond, hurrying on their w...
<|description|>Carver Race: Fae Entity That Appears Human Apparent Age: 22 Actual Age: ?? Appearance: As a human, Carver appears as pictured above. In his true form, he looks much the same, though he never takes the armor off, his eyes glow bright blue, and he is positively radiant with golden light. A more interesti...
<|message|>Carver Carver pulled back on the reins as August brought him up to the path towards the castle. Haste was all well and good, but it would not do to go galloping up such a winding and steep road - certainly not with the cliffs nearby. As his horse picked his way up the path, the knight cast his gaze out at ...
<|description|>Carver Race: Fae Entity That Appears Human Apparent Age: 22 Actual Age: ?? Appearance: As a human, Carver appears as pictured above. In his true form, he looks much the same, though he never takes the armor off, his eyes glow bright blue, and he is positively radiant with golden light. A more interesti...
<|message|>Carver As the lady spoke, Carver was almost awestruck by her grace. She seemed as though she did not belong in the world around her - she was a statue given motion, a relic of a bygone, more beautiful age. More than admiration, the knight felt something strange for her... kinship? Behind the helmet, Carver ...
<|description|>Carver Race: Fae Entity That Appears Human Apparent Age: 22 Actual Age: ?? Appearance: As a human, Carver appears as pictured above. In his true form, he looks much the same, though he never takes the armor off, his eyes glow bright blue, and he is positively radiant with golden light. A more interesti...
<|message|>Carver Carver nodded at Amon's answers to his questions. "I... see. I am not familiar with this Place of Many Sands, but from your description, I should certainly like to see it some day." He tilted his head. He had never been to such a place, surely? For some reason, he had his doubts. Whoever he'd been bef...
<|description|>Carver Race: Fae Entity That Appears Human Apparent Age: 22 Actual Age: ?? Appearance: As a human, Carver appears as pictured above. In his true form, he looks much the same, though he never takes the armor off, his eyes glow bright blue, and he is positively radiant with golden light. A more interesti...
<|message|>Carver Carver had his blade in his hand the second he heard the crash behind him. He strode towards the prone man, his face impassive as he listened to the man's introduction. Whatever reason this 'Fletcher' had for skulking about a castle, it couldn't have been a good one. To say it was 'unbecoming of a g...
<|description|>Carver Race: Fae Entity That Appears Human Apparent Age: 22 Actual Age: ?? Appearance: As a human, Carver appears as pictured above. In his true form, he looks much the same, though he never takes the armor off, his eyes glow bright blue, and he is positively radiant with golden light. A more interesti...
<|message|>Carver At Amon's request to Molly, Carver spoke. He had been listening for some time now, but he felt it was best he voice his concern now. "Let us be not so hasty, friend. Though the circumstances of our mutual meeting have been... less than ideal, it would be presumptuous to assume that there is no virtue ...
<|description|>Mira Mokosh "One day I will return to the sea." --- --- Race: Mermaid changed into a human Apparent Age: Late teens, early twenties Actual Age: 100 Appearance: Mira was and still is a young woman of traditional beauty. She has rosy skin with a scattering of freckles across the center of her face. Hi...
<|message|>Mira Mokosh After the stranger had introduced himself as Wally he exchanged a couple of pieces of silver for her oysters, she quickly took them and slid them into a pouch tied at her waist. A few lose coins were easily lost in the crowd if she let them sit in her basket in full view. He hadn't even enquired ...
<|description|>Mira Mokosh "One day I will return to the sea." --- --- Race: Mermaid changed into a human Apparent Age: Late teens, early twenties Actual Age: 100 Appearance: Mira was and still is a young woman of traditional beauty. She has rosy skin with a scattering of freckles across the center of her face. Hi...
<|message|>Mira Mokosh The evening at the tavern had been well spent, despite her earlier reluctance. Nearly her entire basket had been emptied, save a lonely pair of oysters. It had been a full one at that too, the sea had been very generous in the morning. Her hand went to the pouch at her side to make sure it and it...
<|description|>"Jericho Kaite" (Kaitra J. Elzbrn) Race: Half-Elf Apparent Age: 25 Actual Age: 55 Kaitra stands at 6'5 with an extra 1.5-inch heel to her boots. Professions: Marauding Black Knight, efficacious associate of a 'flower girl' Equipment -Steel roundshield (blacksteel front with signs of a crest that had bee...
<|message|>"Jericho Kaite" (Kaitra J. Elzbrn) The creaking of wheels on a cart. The hum of a girl. The deafening silence of the forest which ebbed in like the midnight tide as chirps and rustles of critters gave way to the hush of wind through the trees...and the metal of a sword dully chiming against rocks in the trai...
<|description|>Mazen Alurat Click Above For Source --- "Why should I hide myself?" --- Race: Dökkálfar (A.K.A. "Dark Elf") Apparent Age: 30 Actual Age: Unknown Profession: Pilgrim; Bodyguard Possessions: (1) Hardened leather armor of an outlandish design. (2) A dark elf falchion that has been passed down hi...
<|message|>Mazen Alurat The muck of the forest clung to Mazen's boots as he stepped through the dense foliage onto the winding path that lead to the nearby village. He had come to this remote area in the hopes of making contact with more of his people, but he'd had no such luck. As he walked, sending quick glances into...
<|description|>Mazen Alurat Click Above For Source --- "Why should I hide myself?" --- Race: Dökkálfar (A.K.A. "Dark Elf") Apparent Age: 30 Actual Age: Unknown Profession: Pilgrim; Bodyguard Possessions: (1) Hardened leather armor of an outlandish design. (2) A dark elf falchion that has been passed down hi...
<|message|>Mazen Alurat The mixed aromas of the tavern battered Mazen's delicate senses, but among them was the unexpected scent of something refreshingly inhuman. Like hot coals, his red eyes tracked the girl as she abandoned her seat with a basket of seafood that he found pungent, though most of the humans would like...
<|description|>Mazen Alurat Click Above For Source --- "Why should I hide myself?" --- Race: Dökkálfar (A.K.A. "Dark Elf") Apparent Age: 30 Actual Age: Unknown Profession: Pilgrim; Bodyguard Possessions: (1) Hardened leather armor of an outlandish design. (2) A dark elf falchion that has been passed down hi...
<|message|>Mazen Alurat The girl had good instincts. Even though Mazen bore her no ill will, her nervousness revealed that she felt something amiss in the little village. He suppressed a memory of his younger sister as he followed her towards the heart of the settlement, wondering exactly what he would say once he conf...
<|description|>Mazen Alurat Click Above For Source --- "Why should I hide myself?" --- Race: Dökkálfar (A.K.A. "Dark Elf") Apparent Age: 30 Actual Age: Unknown Profession: Pilgrim; Bodyguard Possessions: (1) Hardened leather armor of an outlandish design. (2) A dark elf falchion that has been passed down hi...
<|message|>Mazen Alurat Despite her continued wariness, Mazen could see that his reply had done something to ease the tension gripping her. As she responded, the fear that he'd heard from her before was slowly replaced by the emotions surrounding whatever past had led her to the small human village in which the pair no...
<|description|>Ein Finch Race: Jackalope - disguised as a human Apparent Age: 20 Actual Age: She isn't quite sure, but she guesses somewhere around 200 or so years old. Appearance: Profession: Florist / artist Possessions: - an impressive collection of art supplies, mostly including pencils, brushes, and paints...
<|message|>Ein Finch Soft humming accompanied Ein as she strolled through town, the wooden wheels of her cart trailing deep tracks as she went. Inside, stacked against the wooden walls were nearly a dozen baskets, most filled with stray leaves, wilted petals and other remnants from today's crop. Not for the first time ...
<|description|>Ein Finch Race: Jackalope - disguised as a human Apparent Age: 20 Actual Age: She isn't quite sure, but she guesses somewhere around 200 or so years old. Appearance: Profession: Florist / artist Possessions: - an impressive collection of art supplies, mostly including pencils, brushes, and paints...
<|message|>Ein Finch Ein could hear the stranger approaching long before they appeared onto the path, the unmistakable dragging of a sword making enough ruckus that she was sure anyone within a mile of such a silent wood might have heard them. She made no move to acknowledge them while they followed though, content wit...
<|description|>Ein Finch Race: Jackalope - disguised as a human Apparent Age: 20 Actual Age: She isn't quite sure, but she guesses somewhere around 200 or so years old. Appearance: Profession: Florist / artist Possessions: - an impressive collection of art supplies, mostly including pencils, brushes, and paints...
<|message|>Ein Finch From the corner of her eye, Ein watched as the stranger quickened their pace and moved around the side of her cart, a pleasant smile still spread over her face. She wasn't entirely sure what it was they mumbled while they poked around at her things, but made no move to stop them from snooping. Afte...
<|description|>Ein Finch Race: Jackalope - disguised as a human Apparent Age: 20 Actual Age: She isn't quite sure, but she guesses somewhere around 200 or so years old. Appearance: Profession: Florist / artist Possessions: - an impressive collection of art supplies, mostly including pencils, brushes, and paints...
<|message|>Ein Finch It had to be admitted in Eins mind that honestly, what she was doing right now was probably very dumb and went against nearly all caution. Inviting an armor-clad stranger who, quite clearly had mentioned ending the lives of some unfortunate bandit group without even blinking an eye, into the safety...
<|description|>Amon Race: Human Appearance Proffesion: Court Scholar and Mage Possessions: A number of ancient tomes, scrying glass, quill and ink, molter and pestle, single sword Skills/Magic/Talents: Master of Many Tongues: Through his service to many courts, and his long studies Amon has become fluent in many langua...
<|message|>Amon As Amon made his way back through the town he noticed more and more locals going around in different levels of drunken delirium. The majority of the towns folk seemed to have participated in some drinking competition much to Amon's displeasure. Amon didn't like drunk people, they were always too stupid...
<|description|>Amon Race: Human Appearance Proffesion: Court Scholar and Mage Possessions: A number of ancient tomes, scrying glass, quill and ink, molter and pestle, single sword Skills/Magic/Talents: Master of Many Tongues: Through his service to many courts, and his long studies Amon has become fluent in many langua...
<|message|>Amon Amon turned to the Knight who now strode alongside him, he was taller than Amon and his appearance was more in keeping with this land. Amon thought that he should feel at odds striding alongside this Knight, the stark contrast between them was evident from their dress alone if not their complexion. Yet ...
<|description|>Amon Race: Human Appearance Proffesion: Court Scholar and Mage Possessions: A number of ancient tomes, scrying glass, quill and ink, molter and pestle, single sword Skills/Magic/Talents: Master of Many Tongues: Through his service to many courts, and his long studies Amon has become fluent in many langua...
<|message|>Amon Amon turned to the man who had rather artfully just fallen from the ceiling. He turned to Molly and Carver momentarily before wheeling back around to face the individual who had just joined them in such an unorthodox manner. The figure introduced himself "Well that could have gone better." He said look...
<|description|>Amon Race: Human Appearance Proffesion: Court Scholar and Mage Possessions: A number of ancient tomes, scrying glass, quill and ink, molter and pestle, single sword Skills/Magic/Talents: Master of Many Tongues: Through his service to many courts, and his long studies Amon has become fluent in many langua...
<|message|>Amon Amon smiled once more, the thief's harsh description wasn't wrong, but then again Amon never thought of himself as a good man. He was ruthless when he needed to be and was more than willing to manipulate others if he had to. But he did have a strong sense of honour and justice that overrode all other co...
<|description|>Otelia Delvalle Race: Forest Nymph Apparent Age:23 Actual Age: who keeps track of this? Appearance: To those who cannot see she appears to be just a woman with long brown hair. Profession:She's an herbalist Possessions: A book of different plants random pouches Skills/Magic/Talents: Navigation, gre...
<|message|>Otelia Delvalle Spending the majority of the evening in the forest, Otelia was having a wonderful time. At this time she was storing away what she had into her pouches and enjoying the weather. Many wanderers had passed by and people watching was one of her favorite past times. Not everyone who wanders into ...
<|description|>Dune "I'm gripping onto the past, only to see it is being ripped away from me." --- --- Race: Shifter Apparent Age: 27 Actual Age: Unknown, though he is still young. Profession: Seasoned & Retired Dragon Hunter (Aspiring Thief) Possessions: - Bow & Arrow - Nicknamed 'Dusk', this well-made shortbo...
<|message|>Dune The Old Tongue (It isn't fully completed so some words here that aren't on there will be Irish) People turned the other way upon his arrival. Walked away. Lowered their heads. Found some kind of way to hide themselves. It could've been the way he dressed. His previous profession. His origin. But no, i...
<|description|>Anya Sandrow Race: Vampire Apparent Age: 13 Actual Age: 200...ish..she lost count around then. Gender: Female(Duh) Appearance: The above picture is reference to her hair/facial features. This picture(Thanks to Guilty Spark) is her clothes: In addition to the picture she wears leather boots and leat...
<|message|>Anya Sandrow Anya strode through the streets, practically skipping, humming happily. She preferred this time of day to any other, the sun, while it didn't harm her in the least, annoyed her to no end. It was always too hot despite how she dressed. She felt hungry, so she decided to stop and get a...bite..to...
<|description|>Ramia Kastagir Race: Dragon, disguised as a human Apparent Age: 28 Actual Age: 300's Appearance: Ramia stands at just below 6 feet and is quite broad shouldered. Her overall physique could easily be called athletic. Her left arm has a long scar running from the knuckles all the way to her elbow and she ...
<|message|>Ramia Kastagir Sometimes dreams are just dreams, other times they are the very last vestiges of your past - oftentimes facts of your past are mixed with the strangeness of dreams. You can never be quite sure which is which when you are dreaming and when you finally are back in the waking world you may be mor...
<|description|>Julien De Guesclin, Marquis of Broceliande Age: 27 Rank: Marquess/ Major in the Indra's Light Rifles Personality: One could not guess that Julien was a man of status and nobility upon first meeting him. For a noble, he is rather blunt and would rather talk to someone directly as opposed to the drudgery...
<|message|>Julien De Guesclin, Marquis of Broceliande A shot rang out throughout the courtyard, followed by the breaking of ceramic. Julien nodded with satisfaction at his shot as he began to load another shot. One of the many perks about being the Marquis (and for having a home so far out of the way any villages) is t...
<|description|>Diego de Silvan y Correz Age: 23 Rank: Count of Torremolinos Personality: At first impression, Diego seems to be a bit of a fop. He truly cares about the people under his rule, however, and is a master swordsman. History: Diego is the result of the joining of two noble families, with the marriage of the ...
<|message|>Diego de Silvan y Correz One would think, looking at Diego, that he loved parties. They would be dead wrong. However, he had a reputation to uphold, so he gave a sigh and went to put on his finery. After all, he had two noble families to represent, and two lovely sisters to watch over. "Never fear, Mami." H...
<|description|>Elizabeth "Liz" Christine Willow The Basics Age: 10 Gender: Female Species: Human On-Hand Daily clothing: A Black Sweater Dress, a pair of white stockings, a pair of Black Combat Boots, and a Golden Cross Necklace. Weapon: Tomahawk and a Combat Knife. Equipment: A Beige Satchel containing four water bot...
<|message|>Elizabeth "Liz" Christine Willow The soup was set gently upon the bedside table, and Elizabeth found herself staring into the bowl hungrily. However, the statement, "I don't do that anymore," in reference to...killing people disturbed her. As the girl continued to speak, the eerie feeling that Elizabeth felt...
<|description|>Elizabeth "Liz" Christine Willow The Basics Age: 10 Gender: Female Species: Human On-Hand Daily clothing: A Black Sweater Dress, a pair of white stockings, a pair of Black Combat Boots, and a Golden Cross Necklace. Weapon: Tomahawk and a Combat Knife. Equipment: A Beige Satchel containing four water bot...
<|message|>Elizabeth "Liz" Christine Willow For the moment that the man spoke, Elizabeth wanted to ask, What are you? but bit her tongue and continued eating. Her spiritual element allowed her to sense a particular aura coming off of the man, but because she could not read him properly, she couldn't tell which. However...
<|description|>Akira Hazetaka (true name untranscribable to human writing) Akira is a mostly humanoid demon, standing slightly over 6'3, her height accentuated by her fine posture. Her skin is the same rough black as a piece of charcoal, and her eyes glow a fiery red similar to molten lava. Her surprisingly soft and we...
<|message|>Akira Hazetaka (true name untranscribable to human writing) "You could at least get the poor girl a Happy Meal, you know." Akira deadpanned, watching the "bird" fly back home as she lounged around on a fire escape overlooking the blood-stained alley. She found it to be a stupid place to watch the action from...
<|description|>Akira Hazetaka (true name untranscribable to human writing) Akira is a mostly humanoid demon, standing slightly over 6'3, her height accentuated by her fine posture. Her skin is the same rough black as a piece of charcoal, and her eyes glow a fiery red similar to molten lava. Her surprisingly soft and we...
<|message|>Akira Hazetaka (true name untranscribable to human writing) "Leave it to you to owe something to a demon, I guess." Akira sighed. Sometimes she felt like Pax was in way over his head, but she never really had the heart to tell him. She didn't really know too much about contracts other than folklore and what ...
<|description|>Zande Khanda Epithet: The Vulture Age: 31 Height: 6'4" Weight: 195 pounds Race: Human Class: Warrior Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Eye Color: Amber Weapons and Equipment: Two three kilo bearded sparth axes, skinning knife, blowgun and darts with inland taipan venom (neurotoxic, causes breathing problems, m...
<|message|>Zande Khanda If left unhindered the headhunter would stride right up to Nicoli, stopping only a short pace away. If Zande hadn't been so tall, they'd be eye to eye. A skinning knife of prodigious size hung from his belt along with a few small leather flasks. Upon his back were a set of wicked battleaxes, the...
<|description|>Zande Khanda Epithet: The Vulture Age: 31 Height: 6'4" Weight: 195 pounds Race: Human Class: Warrior Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Eye Color: Amber Weapons and Equipment: Two three kilo bearded sparth axes, skinning knife, blowgun and darts with inland taipan venom (neurotoxic, causes breathing problems, m...
<|message|>Zande Khanda As Zande felt his elbow miss it's mark, he felt also a deep and aching sense of disappointment. He put his very spirit into each attack, and whenever one failed it was like a tightening grip upon his heart. The same thing happened when he (almost always) failed at picking up women (preferably wh...
<|description|>Colton Armani Age: 17 Personality: He is a fairly outgoing boy who enjoys just chilling with cool people. He doesn't say anything unnecessary, but he likes to really get to know the people he is spending time with. Bio: Rosie had been his everything... His muse, the warmest happiness in his life. Until H...
<|message|>Colton Armani "Good luck with that," a young voice called from where she was sitting on the round chair, phone in hand. Isabel was quickly texting away, gazing at the phone with a huge grin on her face. "I already tried asking. Though maybe that's because I'm just too useless to be any help." A sort of sombe...
<|description|>Colton Armani Age: 17 Personality: He is a fairly outgoing boy who enjoys just chilling with cool people. He doesn't say anything unnecessary, but he likes to really get to know the people he is spending time with. Bio: Rosie had been his everything... His muse, the warmest happiness in his life. Until H...
<|message|>Colton Armani Colton rolled his eyes at Jada's comment. "Hey, you never know! Tonight is going to be crazy. You might even try to kiss her! Then where would I be? Although..." He stopped himself and grinned, obviously just joking. Though it would be hot to see those two making out, Colton much preferred Holl...
<|description|>Vincent Cain Age: 18 Personality: Attractive. Alert. Charismatic. Compassionate. Dedicated. Cultured. Curious. Bio: Vincent had always been an attractive young man, as he had been told by many of his male friends as well as a few of his mother's friends. He was a social bug, always popping in and out o...
<|message|>Vincent Cain Cain came out of the bushes and fist bumped Jackson. "Hey man, how're you holding up? Are you ready to pull this prank tonight?" He said making sure to try and include Jackson in it right away. It would be better for him if he had a set person to go get the breaker rather than attempting to pers...
<|description|>Kimberly (Kimmy) Connelly Gender: Female Role: Student Age: 14 Grade: Freshman Bio: Kimmy was born in the heart of New York City, where her parents had thrived in their artistic careers- her mother a painter, her father an editor for a big magazine company. However, Kimmy was born with a defect known as ...
<|message|>Kimberly (Kimmy) Connelly Kimmy was surprised to hear a voice beside her, and without thinking she turned to see where it came from. She was immediately greeted by a damp wall of cloth next to her face, at which she quickly took a timid step back. Rather than a wall, she was greeted by the sight of a man who...
<|description|>Hylil Age: somewhere in her 320's Gender: Female Species: Elf Physical Description: Hylil is fair to look at, with her tanned skin and black hair. She's not the greatest beauty of the elves, though; her lithe body is muscled and her hands are callused, the build and hands of a warrior. Her fierce grey ...
<|message|>Hylil With her elven height, Hylil could easily see over the heads of the humans. This grand spectacle of theirs was not exactly to her taste; however, it was an event that would not happen again anytime soon, and by the time the next heir came of age, she would likely be halfway around the world. So the elf...
<|description|>Felicity Nagle Gender: Female Age: Currently 22 Appearance: Felicity is a small girl with dark brown-black hair, tanned skin and brown eyes. She's skinny and fairly average. She keeps her wavy hair tied back in a ponytail most of the time and is often seen completely covered (even if it's really hot) Per...
<|message|>Felicity Nagle Felicity listened in as best she could, though she found it rather difficult to hear the strange man. She leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes, her mind going back to it's original purpose - thinking. Would it really be wise to bring in another party member? Gareth had had a ...
<|description|>Alexzander Cross Age: 27 Gender: Male Deadly Sin or Holy Knight: Holy Knight Magical Power: Magnetism Weapon: Pain: Panic: Sorrow: Appearance:</s> <|message|>Grod @olcharlieboi @Eklispe Grod nodded budding up with Gravios not wanting to be near Kallen right now and felt a bit closer to him,"Alrig...
<|message|>Alexzander Cross "I can't calm down Kallen," Alex said as the burning scarecrows fell flat on the ground into ash and the Trap Door Spider cats seemed to just disappear into the ground. Alex turned to Kallen and explained, "I've seen those three before. All three of them went missing when the demons attacked...
<|description|>Ceasle Age: 19 Gender: female Deadly Sin or Holy Knight: The Grizzly's Sin of Sloth Magical Power: Has the ability to fly and absorb damage or energy then reflect it back or use it to her advantage by augmenting her own physical strength or healing.... so basically a form of energy manipulation and ...
<|message|>Ceasle Ceasle flew over and landed next to the group in preparation to teleport into the city. "Let's go guys" she said in a little bit of a impatient way since she wanted to get this over with.</s>
<|description|>Ni Threuss I may be small and quick but I'm intensely strong! Age: 20 Gender: Male Deadly Sin or Holy Knight: Goat's Sin of Lust Magical Power: Velocity - Can increase his speed from cheetah to sonic speed. Can control the speed of other objects(in order to make them hit harder) Weapon: Black Veil Other...
<|message|>Ni Threuss Ni ran out of the castle as he heard the demons running rampant. "Probably should have moved intensely faster. Oh well!" He thought to himself as he analyzed the situation "Three sins fighting demons, three getting citizens to safety. Guess I'll do a bit of both then. Velocity! Cheetah!" Ni called...
<|description|>Gravios Age: 50 Gender: Male Occupation: Holy Knight Magical Power: Can cause himself and/or things he's touching to become immaterial. Weapon: A long un-naturally hard wooden walking stick. Appearance: A grizzled old looking man with a long white beard that comes to his midchest. He stands at an impre...
<|message|>Gravios Gravios shook his head at Dana's declaration of independence. Honestly any of the other sins would've been better off on their own. Oh well, he doubted the girl would listen to him, no respect for the elderly these days. Still he called out, "Be careful." to her as she left to conduct her own investi...
<|description|>Crowe, Adrian Age: 28 Gender: Female Nationality: FEZ Callsign/Codename: Werewolf Kills: 7 Current Funds: 200 GC Paycheck: 5% share Psychological Analysis: Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten- that's always been the way of the FEZ, and thus always been Adrian's way. Resourceful, pragmatic, and utterly ...
<|message|>Crowe, Adrian Adrian shot upright when Prowler called the team into action, her hands tightening on the controls in excitement and anticipation. Finally, some action. She adjusted her MAS, keeping tabs on Sam as he skated into action, and grinning from ear to ear as Swallowtail took out the SAMs. She thought...
<|description|>Matell, Carmen Age: 24 Gender: Female Nationality: UEE Callsign/Codename: Drillbit Kills: 1 Psychological Analysis: Carmen is a down-to-earth tech junkie. She knows her way around almost any piece of technology; what she doesn't know, gets figured out quickly. Carmen enjoys handling MAS units and there...
<|message|>Matell, Carmen Things had escalated just as quick as the plan had detailed. The mission had gone from silent and peaceful to loud and furious in the blink of an eye. As Prowler had given the green light, multiple sites lit up with explosions and gun fire. Carmen always liked seeing that, it told her that the...
<|description|>Binson, Jamy Age: 33 Gender: Male Nationality: UEE Callsign/Codename: Jupiter Kills: 21 Current Account: 800 Credits. Paycheck: 7% cut of all missions. Psychological Analysis: Jamy was always fascinated with the MAS. No matter if they were but civilian craft, he was always finding a way to be around ...
<|message|>Binson, Jamy "Doughboy, Jupiter; let's give it to them!" Inside the Bull, Jamy smiled. Though he didn't enjoy the act of killing, he did like to pit himself against his enemies, testing himself in the process. "Roger that, Swallowtail! Jupiter out!" Unsheathing the large metal blade that was the Bellona, a...
<|description|>Ravelon, Alexander Age: 21 Gender: Male Nationality: Coalition Callsign/Codename: "Doughboy" Kills: 5 Psychological Analysis: An intensely moral person with a penchant for philosophy and poetry, Alex's personality is largely consumed with his efforts to be what he calls 'a good person'. He tries to be ...
<|message|>Ravelon, Alexander Alex yawned from inside his machine as it trudged alongside the Bull. The Viking was far mor suited for direct combat than any sort of flanking, or artillery-ing, or... really anything else, come to think of it, with a set of weapons and specializations that were about as much use at a dis...
<|description|>Ravelon, Alexander Age: 21 Gender: Male Nationality: Coalition Callsign/Codename: "Doughboy" Kills: 5 Psychological Analysis: An intensely moral person with a penchant for philosophy and poetry, Alex's personality is largely consumed with his efforts to be what he calls 'a good person'. He tries to be ...
<|message|>Ravelon, Alexander "Hit them. Go!" At the command, Alex's hands flew to the controls as he throttled the MAS into its top running speed, unlimbering the machine's assault rifle as he did so. "This is Doughboy, engaging in close quarters at the front, watch for friendly fire." A flurry of explosions rippled...
<|description|>Lau, Alice Age: 29 Gender: Female Nationality: UEE Callsign/Codename: Swallowtail Kills: 18 Psychological Analysis: Alice has grown something of an independent streak since falling out with the UEE. She is loathe to appear inferior to other MA pilots, especially those of civilian origin. As a result, sh...
<|message|>Lau, Alice "Swallowtail, hit that artillery site!" Upon hearing Sam's confirmation, Alice depressed the trigger on her control yoke. The barrel of her 40 mm autocannon roared to life, chucking high-explosive rounds downrange at the targets. POOMPOOMPOOMPOOM - The screen of Alice's targeting computer flare...
<|description|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame Name Meaning - Frozen Rain Species - Human Gender - Female Birthdate - March 4th, 1822 Age - 193 years Nationality - Japanese Height - 5'5'' Weight - 116 lbs Dexterity - Left-handed Occupation - Drifter Accouterment - Katana Weapon Name - Juudai-na-Shi; Fateful ...
<|message|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame The perpetual rhythmic crunch of leaves and clap of sandals underfoot in tandem with a scraping of drug steel is the only music to be known, artificial and nonsymphonic; presumptions of loneliness fade when a feminine, melodious timbre floats to the woman's numbing ears. She h...
<|description|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame Name Meaning - Frozen Rain Species - Human Gender - Female Birthdate - March 4th, 1822 Age - 193 years Nationality - Japanese Height - 5'5'' Weight - 116 lbs Dexterity - Left-handed Occupation - Drifter Accouterment - Katana Weapon Name - Juudai-na-Shi; Fateful ...
<|message|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame Like a shepherding dog they ring around the statuesque swordswoman, carefree; jovial and moving to whatever madness drove them. Hisame feels the tingle intensify, and when the woman erects their palmed arm, the hair on her flesh stands on end. It's the precursor to an electrif...
<|description|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame Name Meaning - Frozen Rain Species - Human Gender - Female Birthdate - March 4th, 1822 Age - 193 years Nationality - Japanese Height - 5'5'' Weight - 116 lbs Dexterity - Left-handed Occupation - Drifter Accouterment - Katana Weapon Name - Juudai-na-Shi; Fateful ...
<|message|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame So the electric lass turns and walks, satisfied and convinced of victory; one of many presumptuous souls soon to know the true horror of their haphazard crossing. The peaceful, calming crackle of the embering fire is quickly betrayed, and the woman's joy put to the test when a...
<|description|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame Name Meaning - Frozen Rain Species - Human Gender - Female Birthdate - March 4th, 1822 Age - 193 years Nationality - Japanese Height - 5'5'' Weight - 116 lbs Dexterity - Left-handed Occupation - Drifter Accouterment - Katana Weapon Name - Juudai-na-Shi; Fateful ...
<|message|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame "Liar!" The accusation merits correction; a conversation to enlighten ignorance when female response comes immediately out of thin air. "Oh, but she tells the truth, woman!" A perfect similitude, nude and all, appears five feet before them with hands hid abaft; swaying side...
<|description|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame Name Meaning - Frozen Rain Species - Human Gender - Female Birthdate - March 4th, 1822 Age - 193 years Nationality - Japanese Height - 5'5'' Weight - 116 lbs Dexterity - Left-handed Occupation - Drifter Accouterment - Katana Weapon Name - Juudai-na-Shi; Fateful ...
<|message|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame Long crepitation rolls into a rumble and drowns the rain; attention-seeking droplets fall harder and louder upon Hisame's waterproof windshield. She's utterly lost in the lightshow without care for the trivialities concerning a fool throwing electric darts at a board blindly. ...
<|description|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame Name Meaning - Frozen Rain Species - Human Gender - Female Birthdate - March 4th, 1822 Age - 193 years Nationality - Japanese Height - 5'5'' Weight - 116 lbs Dexterity - Left-handed Occupation - Drifter Accouterment - Katana Weapon Name - Juudai-na-Shi; Fateful ...
<|message|>Atsukawa "The Remaining" Hisame The hammered nail of lightning is but a precursor; mark of more meant to maim the maiden whose melted flesh sizzles in the rain to the stench of burnt hair. Trees then topple with splintering snaps and their rustling branches entwine together to weave a crushing trap should no...