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Characters (not each individual character you have)
* Name: Drake Schnieder
* Nickname*: N/A * Species: Werewolf
* Appearance: Standard yellow eyes, black hair always carefully brushed, dark eyes, and a lithe build. * Age: 27
* Gender: Male
* History: To start things off, Drake was born a werewolf, there was no tragic accident where he was wounded... Nope, all genetics. He never knew his father, but that didn't really matter, what mattered was that the ALPHA was still in charge to keep the pack together. He came to even think of his pack alpha as his father. Growing up with this high respect, Drake eventually came to the descision that he would take the title and make his "father" proud. Through a series of rather uneventful events, he took the title for himself and has held it since he was 19. * Personality: OCD, respectful, quiet, a thinker
* Occupation: Alpha
* Likes: Order, books, turtles (because they rarely make a mess), coffee
* Dislikes: Chaos, art ("Because it's chaotic"), toffee, Itallian food, book marks ("They leave indents within the pages.)
* Worst/greatest fear: Losing everything he worked so hard to gain.
* Was there someone who affected who you are today*: The alpha male he grew up serving
* Powers (weres and humans ignore this one): N/A
* Weapon*: N/A ////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\ * Name: Damon Volkre Leonov * Nickname*: N/A * Species: Werewolf * Appearance: Tanned skin, lean build with scars from multiple trespassing punishments (because he's just that much of a hot-headed moron.) Tousled blond hair and the standard yellow eyes. Stands at 5'2" and weighs at 125 lbs. * Age: 21 * Gender: Male * History: Damon grew up with a normal family and a pretty average life. ... As average as an adolecent teenage boy's can be when taking the phrase "Teenage Rebellion" to the extreme. Throughout his young life, he was constantly picked on for his height (or so he thought, often it was a misunderstanding with Damon flying off the handle) and getting into fist fights. From there the temper grew out of control and was sent off to an Anger Management class. A few weeks into the classes and heading his merry way home, he catches a short comment from a werewolf and, thinking that it was aimed at him, picks yet another fight and is bitten.The rest is history. * Personality: Extremely tempermental, insensitive, proud, prankster, loud, fiercely loyal to those who earn his respect, and generally obnoxious. * Occupation: It changes from week to week * Likes: Alcohol, orphans (but this is a secret), metal (except silver) and wood working * Dislikes: Anyone mentioning his height, "pansy" men, someone who can't hold their alcohol, his pack leader * Worst/greatest fear: Losing to a woman in a drinking contest * Was there someone who affected who you are today*: N/A * Powers (weres and humans ignore this one): N/A * Weapon*: N/A
////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\ * Name: Yves Björnsonur
* Nickname*: N/A
* Species: Incubus
* Appearance: Black horns ("Gazelle", 10") Layered black hair that reaches his shoulders, has the occasional bright blue streak. To mortals, his eyes are green while to fellow supernatural, they appear purple. Creme skin, lithe build thanks to excessive ectasy-induced dancing. Commonly found in raver-esque clothing, punk every now and then, anything eye catching really. Stands at 5'8" and weighs at 118 lbs.
* Age: 102
* Gender: Male
* History: Alright, story time! Once upon a time ago in an Icelandic town called Bolungarvik, an incubus was born bearing the name Yves. He grew up with mother issues (the base roots of his dislike for women) and eventually is kicked out of the nest. Ah the scent of teenage rebellion! Later after drifting/sneaking across European borders, he eventually comes across the harem-running succubus Anici and becomes one of her students. Many conflicts ensue (and further deepening of that dislike) and young Yves comes to the conclusion that maybe, just maybe, life would be a easier if he didn't have someone telling him how it SHOULD run and with this in his rebellious head, he gracefully sneaks away in the middle of the night with a rather short "F. U." note left behind for his teacher. (And from this experience, he decides that to FURTHER prove his point of breaking away, he lets his hair grow out. The reasonings could also partially include the need to cover the brand on the back of his neck, a cobra's head (Anici's trademark symbol. All of her students have it branded into their skin, but that's another story.)) Yves soon finds that leaving his teacher was much more difficult then he first assumed and ends up fleeing to the states, living in slight fear until realization strikes, telling him... "Hey stupid! She doesn't have any control over here!" ...From that moment on, he relaxed tremendously and began life anew as an X using raver. Right now his main hobby is stalking his "pet" (a student-teacher by the name of Fritz) 24/7/365.
* Personality: Flirtatious, party-animal, possessive, lazy
* Occupation: Prostitute (In a round about way)
* Likes: Fritz, blonds, the taste of peaches, X
* Dislikes: Women, succubi, his teacher, knives, dinner parties, boredom
* Worst/greatest fear: Dying in a "stupid" manner
* Was there someone who affected who you are today*: Fritz, Anici
* Powers (weres and humans ignore this one): Minimal magic, can heal small cuts.
* Weapon*: N/A
////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\////\\\\ Name: Nevan (No known last name) Nickname: Nev, Nevy, or just plain Nevan Species: Vampire Appearance: Stands at 5'7" and weighs at 105 lbs; medium length hair fluffed up into spikes (think typical j-rocker); some sort of eye make-up; Light tanned skin tone; skin and bones for the most part, he may not look like he has muscle but it's there... ; Most commonly seen wearing skinny jeans, some skin tight shirt with no logo, sneakers, and a coat with a fur lined hood, hat is optional but more commonly seen in the day if he bothers risking going out; Age: 43 (But almost living out a preteen mentality) Gender: Male History: Not much in all honesty, he was a problem child for his folks and decided he was going to run away one night with his "boyfriend" (the man was just using him). He and boyfriend are living somewhat well when it turns out that hey, boyfriend's cheating on him with a chick. Pissed beyond belief, he barges in and starts throwing a rage fit, it wasn't until boyfriend's head kind of rolls off his body that Nevan realizes, 'oh crap' and the truth dawns on him that this chick was really just a vampire.Skipping a while later, you have the current Nevan who, up until he was recruited for some organization which frankly meant free food for all those nifty assassination jobs, he had been roaming the streets rather aimlessly and trying to find his calling in life. Personality: Flirty (but nothing serious, rather light), mistrusting, a little spiteful toward happy couples, sarcastic, whimsical Occupation: Lackey pretty much sums it up, he'll take any job he can though Likes: Blood, pain (Masochist to the extreme), heavy metal, torture, eye shadow Dislikes: Lipstick, baggy pants, gloves (unless they lack fingers, he doesn't like having his nails covered), "clunker" boots, "biker fags" (you'd have to ask him) Worse/Greatest Fear: Losing his place in the org. because it means no more free food Was there someone who affected who you are today: "That one vampire chick who turned me because a) she bit me b) she introduced me to the joys of masochism c) she lopped off that idiots head. I wanna know how she did it." Powers: "That's on a need to know basis only." Weapon: Just a couple of knives and his teeth |
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The Creator Site Owner Male |
Characters (not each individual character you have)
Name: Andrew P. Nickname*: Andy Species: Demon Appearance: White hair, red eyes, fangs. Average build. Age: 437 Gender: Male History: Mother was a low life human, father a higher up on the big man's list. This led to much argument and harassment from those around him. His brother Nathaniel found a way to make him a full out demon for the mere sake of the embarressment of the procedure (think explicit perverted means). He met Jasha and, being one of the first two to be kind to each other, quickly became friends and even quicker more than that. Eventually the two ran away to the human world together and have been there ever since. Personality: Sadistic and cruel to most people, he has a certains soft spot for Jasha and rarely listens to anyone. He is usually donning a knowing smirk. Occupation: drifter/ criminal Likes: Jasha, alcohol, freaking people out Dislikes: Incubi, stupid bimbos, Worst/greatest fear: Loosing Jasha Was there someone who affected who you are today*: Older half brother Nathaniel Powers (weres and humans ignore this one): Weapon*: Seven throwing daggers he always keeps on his belt ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Name: Niek Minoru Surosu Aasti Cavitas Nickname*: Niek (NEEK) Species: Fae- Dryaid and Salamander Lovechild Appearance: Swamp brown eyes, wavy shoulder length hair that looks poorly dyed red, red and brown skin, a little smaller than average human height Age: 57 Gender: Male History: ??? Personality: Apathetic, loner, prone to sudden outbursts of flame when angry Occupation: N/A Likes: Being alone, fireplaces, quiet, forests Dislikes: Fireplaces, annoying people, being in a crowded place, iron, loud noises Worst/greatest fear: Fire and death Was there someone who affected who you are today*: No one Powers (weres and humans ignore this one): Truco and illusions Weapon*: Whatever he gets his hands on ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Name: Nathaniel Polvak Nickname*: N/A Species**: Demon Appearance: Always in business casual with white hair going to his lower back and a firey gaze. He works out regularly resulting in a fairly muscular build. Age: 696 Gender:Male History: Born the oldest of eventually three children, he was the one to deal with taking care of himself and his brothers as his father rose through the tiers of the Demon Realm. His father's parania of keeping his status soon spread to suspicion of Nathaniel which resulted in beatings on a regular basis to feel in control. Despite all of this, he managed to become a mastermind in magic and, unfortunately, also ended up sadistic, disconnected with his emotions, and a pedofile. Personality: Thoughtful, cold, sadistic Occupation: After beating his father and taking his position, he is now a member of the 7th tier (government) Likes: Little boys (it's the innocence), trading, sex, being in control, backstabbing others (to show he's in control) Dislikes: Disrespectful people, smokers, his father, halfbreeds, those with more control than him Worst/greatest fear: Becoming like his father Was there someone who affected who you are today*: Asmodeus (his father) Powers (weres and humans ignore this one): He is quite skilled in several powers but he is most proud of his technique on turning a human to part demon where his or her assimilation with the demon race bond that depends on how much time they spend around demons. Weapon*: N/A ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Name : Grant Smith Nickname: N/A Species: Angel Appearance: Mid-length, dirty brown hair with eyes that almost matched when it was clean. Lean-- perhaps malnourished frame which clothes mostly hung off of. Worn clothing that was obviously on the cheaper side of the thrift store when "new" and, if you got his shirt off, some various scars dotting his torso and head. On his back however, he has two almost identical scars of where most to all of the skin on his shoulder blades had been removed some time ago. The healed skin no longer tender but the coloring still very prominent. Age: 23 Gender: Male History: From what he remembers on good days he was a clumsy child but had an average life. His parents tell him that when he was 9 he fell out of the top of the backyard tree and hit his head. Upon visiting the ER to stop the disturbing bleeding it was discovered that the left side of his brain had recieved damage and he was never the same. Minus the occasional loss of motor skills on his right side he takes pills in attempt of remembering anything at all. He now can never keep a job becuase he either forgets when he has work or that he even has a job while his apartment is on the verge of evicting him for not paying rent. The scars on his back are a compete mystery to him though. Personality: Clumsy, forgetful, has his shy moments at times Occupation: N/A Likes: Classical music, the calm moments just before sunrise and after night, warm showers, light rain. Dislikes: Chaos, memory loss, loss of motor skills, spicy foods Worst/Greatest Fear: He can never remember it Was there someone who affected who you are today: His parents? Powers: ? Weapons: N/A |
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KitsuneKitten Limited Member Male 27 years old |
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Name: Nickname: Snowe Fouxx Species: Kitsune Appearance: Age: 333 Gender: male History: Born the youngest out of three children, it was believed he would be nothing more than nourishment to the clans heir or rather, his eldest brother. Because of this, Snowe was neglected in everything save training. (after all if he were to be food, he better be worth eating.) This very idea robbed him of any emotional development, thus granting his unexpressive and calculative methods in which he unraveled a solution to his pressing demise. Simply use the extra training granted to himself against his eldest brother, and in turn consume his soul. His actions came simply out of the necessity to live, however his other brother, outraged by the “slaves” defiance, tried to assassinate Snowe, his attempts failed miserably, and his soul was devoured by Snowe. With the two eldest dead, the only heir left was Snowe, and with time his father met his demise (unfortunately Snowe was not there to take his soul as well) and Snowe overtook the clan. Personality: Snowe, like all Kitsune’s, is quite complex. He views everything like a game in which he can manipulate. He comes off as playful, relaxed, charming, very protective and thoughtful. However the truth is that he’s cold, calculating and void of most emotion in general. Occupation: Author Likes: Writing novels or poetry, rain, the moon, beauty, fear or creepy things, the number 3 Dislikes: Ignorance, stubbornness, ugly or disgusting things Worst/greatest fear: Afterlife, not death, but what follows. Was there someone who affected who you are today: No one. Powers: Control over wind, the air in general. Weapon: Four chains, two with a scythe at one end and a weighted ball at the other, the other two with slight curved blades on either end.
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Rox the Slurpee Princess Member Male 29 years old |
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Name: Niccolo Orfanelli Nickname*: Nico [n-EE-co] Species**: Human Appearance: Who do you get when you have a tall and wiry body, with a common face that possesses somewhat sharp features and freckles that are dusted across the cheek bones and the bridge of the nose, with thin lips that rarely quirk up into a genuinely amused smile? What about if this person has short brown hair that is spiked with a cheap hair gel that surprisingly works well coupled with a pair of storm-gray eyes that seem rather guarded? Hiding the ever emotional soul in their darker depths? You get Nicocolo Orfanelli. This rather gloomy male has a preference for dull colored and bagging clothing, it's just so much easier to remain inconspicious in large crowds. Currently his favorite accessory is a pair of DJ's headphones that are a neverending stream of classical music, mostly piano pieces; the 'phones themselves are rather snug during use, wrapping around the back of his head like that, and are equally comfortable when they are nestled around his neck when he is talking to someone. Age: 28 Gender: Male History: When you are in the Family, it's not easy to leave the Family. The whole point is to take for the Family, give for the Family, kill for the Family, live for the Family, and most importantly, die for the Family. If your Brother is sitting in jail for doing something rather stupid against the Father's wishes, you are suppose to get in, grab him, and get out; however, it doesn't always end there, if Brother did do something stupid, Father usually had you punish him. Make him an example for the rest of the Children. If your Sister was conned, you were suppose to be relieving the conman of his finger nails until he had coughed up every cent he had taken from her. Plus interest of course. Follow those simple guildlines, and you are the perfect dog. When it comes to dogs, Nico is a shining example. Remember that lovely thing called "first impressions"? You can tell a lot about a person's projected persona. The first impression of Nico's "heartless bastard" side, many could see why he was the perfect canidate for the Family and would often guess he was mob royalty. Did you guess Nico was in the mob? Oh no you are absolutely wrong, for him, the word 'mob' doesn't even cross his mind when it comes to the Family; it's just the Family to him. Unknown to him however, the Family is a much higher and powerful organization than the local mafia could ever hope to be. But that's a different story. To the earlier stated point, Nico coming across as the type to be "Mob Royalty" it's because he is Father's favorite. His favorite little worker bee, His favorite play toy in many different scenarios, His favorite body guard, and so forth. Many have heard Him coin the phrase "the son he never had" but this and the favoritism mean nothing because he and all his lower ranking Brothers and Sisters are worth nothing. They will continue to do so until they are throwing their bodies in front of the bullet for Him; upon recovery, however, they are back to being nothing. Was he brainwashed? And these other people that keep being mentioned? You could say that in a sense. Many of the Children are hooked within the first few seconds their mothers and fathers had taken them to Father for inspection. Yes, yes... Very interesting... But now you're asking, what did Nico do? Right? Well I can't tell you. You might fare better asking him that... Personality: Pessimistic and generally all around gloomy, no one really sticks around long enough to see the side that rather appreciates music in it's oldest form. Honestly, he's just a shy male who really doesn't know how to convey his thoughts to words so one can tell the mood he's in/general thoughts based on the mood of the music he's playing. Occupation: Body guard Likes: Piano music, his little sister, strawberry ice cream Dislikes: Most other genres of music outside of classical, most of the other members, carmel Worst/greatest fear: His sister joining the Family Was there someone who affected who you are today*: Valentine, his father, his little sister (who will be posted soon) Powers (weres and humans ignore this one): N/A Weapon*: Wire, a hand gun, a small blade |