To Hell and Back Profile Thread
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				Title: <strong>To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 18:29:46</strong>
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				Post any approved profiles here.<br><br>Here is the basic formula that profiles will follow. Attention! PM all profiles to me for approval! Do NOT post profiles until they have been approved.<br><br>Name: (Your Character's Name)<br>Player: (Your Name)<br>Race:<br>Role:<br>Gender:<br>Sexuality: (Heterosexual, Homosexual, Bisexual etc. Also include whether your character is a Dom, Sub, Switch, or none of the above).<br>Age: (No underage characters, angels, demons and fey don't age, so they can be very old, and elves still live a very long time)<br>Powers: (Choose two powers, three for the King/Queen and the Demon Lord. These powers have to somewhat specific, but not too specific. For example “Magic” is way to general to be a power, that is about a hundred different powers. On the other hand, don't pick something that would only be useful in very specific circumstances either. Try to give a detailed description of what exactly your powers can do. I will let you know if your power is too general or too specific. Also, certain powers, such as mind control, will not be allowed, as they can ruin the game for other players by dictating what their character does. I reserve the right to veto any power I deem unbalancing.)<br>Appearance: (Either an anime picture or a detailed description. The example is probably a bit more detailed than is necessary, but not by too much.)<br>Bio: (Your character's backstory and personality, a chance to let people know what your character is like. Again, detail is always appreciated.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 18:30:55</strong>
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				Name: Krathen Kairaku<br>Player: ZanaLyrander<br>Race: Lust Demon<br>Role: The Demon Lord<br>Gender: Male<br>Sexuality: (Mostly) Heterosexual <strong>DOM</strong> (Try to imagine this word written in eighty foot tall concrete letters)<br>Age: Unknown, certainly the oldest being still alive today. His age is unknown because there is no one left who predates him, so all those alive today just assume he has been around forever. "When I was born, everything was clean, because I am older than dirt."<br>Powers: Master of Illusions – Krathen is the most powerful illusionist the world has ever seen. He can play a person's senses like a finely tuned instrument, making them perceive exactly what he wants them to perceive and nothing else. His illusions can even alter a person's perceptions of time, cramming years worth of sensation into seconds. Of course, however real his illusions seem, they can not inflict real harm, they aren't real after all.<br>Profane Aura – Krathen is more than just a powerful lust demon he is sexuality made manifest. Those around him can not help but be drawn to him, his very presence inspires nearly uncontrollable lust. Females near him can not help but lust for him, even if they hate everything about him, and males are filled with vile, perverse thoughts about those they are attracted to, and feel compelled to act on these thoughts. Krathen's very being corrupts those around him, filling their minds with depraved, dirty thoughts and cravings. One side effect of this aura is that attacking Krathen is very difficult, and anyone trying to hurt him has to resist his aura. Even then, it causes hesitation, making it easier for Krathen to avoid their attacks.<br>Sexual Mastery – Krathen's last power is his control over sexuality. Krathen feeds on lust and sex, and as such, he can rejuvenate himself by having sex, restoring his energy, healing his wounds, and washing away his fatigue. This mastery also extends to others in a slightly unique fashion: Krathen can alter the sex and sexual preferences of anyone he can see, also changing their form to make them more sexually appealing to Krathen. He is quite fond of using this power to turn men into women, since a mental change accompanies the physical one, and he enjoys watching the former men slowly becoming more and more feminine until their personalities match their new bodies. Interestingly, the only person who's sex and preferences Krathen can not alter are his own, he is a heterosexual male, and that is how he will remain. Such a limitation often disappoints Krathen, but not too much. When anyone can be made into a willing, attractive girl, it is hard for him to grow bored.<br>Appearance: To describe Krathen physically is to do him injustice, for he is lust given flesh, and no words could truly describe how profanely attractive the man is. His dark, piercing red eyes seem to see right through you, promising to satisfy all those cravings you never knew you had or never wanted to admit. His smile sends a chill down your spine, setting your heart racing with fear and desire, offering ecstasy beyond your wildest imaginings. His long black hair does nothing to conceal two proudly jutting horns, thick and rigid as if standing in defiance of all those Krathen observes. His red skin seems almost tight over his body, accentuating his wiry, cord-like muscles, tense like coiled springs. His long, whip-like spaded tail and black, leathery wings reveal his otherworldly nature.<br>Bio: Krathen is one of the most vile and powerful demons in all Hell, a man for whom there is no line he will not cross in pursuit of power. His power comes not just from his own magic, but from his intelligence. With age comes wisdom, and Krathen is the oldest being in existence. He has built careful alliances over the years, and has spawned enough children to serve as an army. There are many demons who hate Krathen's guts, but would never betray him and would fight to protect him, simply because Krathen has arranged events so that his continued rule benefits them more than anything they could gain from his downfall. Krathen is also a very unique father. As stated, he has very high expectations for his children, and if they fail, he is quick to discard them. However, for those children who please him, Krathen is at times almost a doting father, encouraging and supporting his children to help them succeed. And even if they fail, Krathen never gives up on his children completely, and while he relegates them to rather menial tasks as grunt soldiers or concubines, he still keeps an eye on them, and occasionally will give them a subtle opportunity to redeem themselves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 18:31:19</strong>
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				Name: Jurai Katsurage<br>Player: ZanaLyrander<br>Race: Orc<br>Role: Champion<br>Gender: Male<br>Sexuality: Heterosexual Dom<br>Age: 25<br>Powers: Muscle Mimic - Jurai has the ability to learn any skill just by watching someone else do it for a few minutes. This is part of the reason he is such a terrifying swordsman, as he can learn an opponent's fighting style just by watching them for a few moments, and has therefore mastered dozens of different martial arts and sword styles. Also as a result of this ability, Jurai is a surprisingly talented musician, even though he rarely plays.<br>Resilience - Jurai is almost frighteningly difficult to kill. Most wounds just don't seem to bother him for some reason, as if he doesn't feel pain. This is not to say that he has rapid healing or anything like that, his power is more an obstinate refusal to die. The other orcs still tell stories of when Jurai dispatched more than a dozen attackers even after having been impaled by no less than six swords. When one of his foes managed to disarm him, Jurai simply pulled free one of the swords sticking out of his body and began using that instead. Simply put, Jurai is a tough S.O.B. This power also gives Jurai nearly limitless endurance, allowing him to keep fighting (or fucking) for days without rest.<br>Appearance: Jurai's appearance is unusual for an orc. Most other orcs would call him a 'pretty boy', though none would be foolish enough to say that to his face. What they mean by this is that unlike most orcs, Jurai is actually quite easy on the eyes, and aside from the two inch tusks that all orcs have in place of lower canines, he looks a lot like a ruggedly handsome human. Jurai has short black hair, piercing green eyes, and a very short beard that frames his mouth like a goatee. His body is covered in layers of rippling muscle, marred only by dozens of scars from years of battle. <br>Bio: Jurai grew up in the Beastlands, leading a life that many orcs take inspiration from. At a young age, it was clear that Jurai was gifted. He soaked up martial instruction like a sponge, and by the time he was eight years old, he could defeat his own instructors, and was sent to study with some of the most skilled martial artists and weapon masters in the world. By age twelve, he had surpassed even them. And yet the boy never seemed satisfied, constantly thirsting for more, branching out into new disciplines when he had mastered the ones he started with. By the time he was eighteen, he had mastered almost every martial art on the planet, as well as almost every type of weapon. He had advanced up the lines of the orc military, and become the youngest orc to ever achieve the rank of general. Until recently, there were almost no opponents that could pose a challenge for one so skilled. But that all changed the day the demons invaded. Jurai managed to rally the orcs under his command, but the vast majority of the orc military had been wiped out already. He and his men fought a hopeless battle for days, slaying thousands upon thousands of demons. Eventually though, they were forced to retreat, to flee their homeland in disgrace. Jurai no longer values his rank, feeling that for his failure, he no longer deserves to be called a general. He now fights as nothing more than a single warrior, a lone soldier, an avatar of vengeance. He swore an oath that day: to slay one hundred demons for every one of his people they killed. He is all to eager to make progress towards fulfilling that oath.<br>Jurai is typically a rather quiet person, and a very cautious warrior, two qualities that make him something of a freak among orcs. However, since the destruction of his homeland, he has become considerably more reckless and quicker to anger, and some of his men fear that he no longer cares if he lives or dies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jezabelle</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 18:57:35</strong>
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				<strong>Name</strong>: Aersilae<br><br><strong>Player</strong>: Jezabelle<br><br><strong>Race</strong>: Nymph<br><strong>Role</strong>: Champion<br><strong>Age</strong>: 279<br><br><strong>Powers</strong>: <br><br><span class="bbc_u">Flowing Spirit</span>: May pass through any liquid quickly, but takes a considerable amount of time going in a straight line to reach full speed (she can zip across a modest lake a bit faster than a speed boat, and can cross a good sea with a relatively straight shot in a day (open ocean still takes her a while because her speed does max out)-- she can also control water telekinetically (see: Avatar's Water Bending http://tinyurl.com/ambo88x (http://tinyurl.com/ambo88x))<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Empathy Telepathy</span>: Her relationship with the natural world means she feels the emotions of others on a subconscious level; she can use this as two way telepathy for people she is very close to physically emotionally (strength and length of relationship give her a radius of a few miles, maxing at ~10 around her). Can communicate one-way telepathically with anyone at great distances whose emotions she has experienced for very extended periods of time (unsure of how far this should go)-- if she is in physical pain or emotional turmoil she will be unable to communicate in well thought out sentences and it will mostly be garbled feelings.<br><br><strong>Appearance </strong><em></em>: <div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://pictures.hentai-foundry.com//t/tariq12/123929.jpg)</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>Bio</strong>:<br><br>A relatively young nymph, Aersilae spent her life from the age of 125 to 275 in the captivity of an incubus demon. During this time she became subservient to him, and was tortured and gave in. He forced her to bear his spawn, all of whom she tried to love but were kept away from her. Her master and lover had her tattooed magically with symbols of the natural world as a reminder of what she was and how it could all be controlled-- and destroyed-- by a demon. After one hundred years torn emotionally and broken in spirit, an old Fey friend infiltrated the realm where she was held and their connection guided them to her. Freed at last, she was able to run away-- but only because the Incubi was not there to stop her.<br><br>Now, a mere four years later, with the forces of hell invading Terra Aersilae hopes to use the knowledge she gained as a captive to fight back. Although she had given in, now freed and returned to her world she sees that all of she cares for will be laid to waste if she does not fight back. Driven to protect the land she uses the skills her former master Incubus captor cultivated in her-- using her powers offensively, generally for sadistic purposes-- to fight back, but also works to inspire others to do the same. That she is more frequently at the rear is not because she is afraid to fight, but because she is afraid of facing one of her own children in battle: she may not recognize them physically now, but she would know them through her Empathy if she drew too close. She does not like to think about what might happen if she let her own emotions get in the way of protecting Terra.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silk</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 21:55:48</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Mortal Profile</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br>Name:Fiona st.claire<br>Player: Silk<br>Sexuality:Submissive, inexperienced bi-curious<br>Race:Human<br>Role:Traveling healer/champion<br>Age: 19<br>Powers: Healing: Although the art of healing is relatively common and Fiona is no different in her ability to heal, but Fiona has a style of healing that can allow her to assume the wound of the victim she is trying to heal, and at expense of her own wellbeing she is able to recover the wound substantially faster than the conventional methods. However this comes at a cost, not only is the accelerated healing more taxing on the healer, but Fiona must also deal with every ounce of pain that the victim is also suffering until the healing process is complete.<br>Astral Projection: Fiona is capable of detatching her spirit self from her body and travel in her spirit form, although her body remains where she left it until she returns, this allows for Fiona to scout an area ahead of time and of no danger to herself, it is even possible for her to travel to the other planes of Heaven and Hell, although she cannot do it on her own and needs guidance to do it.<br>Appearance: (https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTXuwetI7TgVtE47lYsqNbqJWx79ChEMu1s63dXreIWtREGP3LS)<br>Bio:&nbsp; Fiona comes from a short but powerful line of healers and diviners although this is only true upto her Grandmother, who's mother suffered a mishap while she was pregnant, because of the extent of her injury's she needed a blood transfusion to survive. Thankfully due to the intervention of a volunteer who happened to be an angel wishing to see a life spared, donated some of his blood, this came with the side effect that the angelic blood filtered into the unborn child, which has remained within the family, due to the influence of the angel's blood, the families magical potential has been shaped towards the holy arts rather than those of the arcane. <br><br>When Fiona was born, the influence of angelic blood affected her no differently, although her powers did not manifest until she reached puberty. It was unexpected after her friend broke her leg during an activity, Fiona's power flared as she felt her leg buckle from under her and wretch in an unatural angle before returning to it's origonal state, after her power died down she slept for two days. After that her mother took her away from the bustling streets of the Zenith and everything and everyone she knew, instead she spent her remaining days with her grandmother at the edge of the Heart of sin. <br><br>To her dismay once she arrived at her Grandmothers home, two orcish men were at her cottage, this was the first time Fiona had ever seen these creatures, but she knew them to be brutes and raiders, but these two seemed peaceful, one was tilling the field, the other was standing by the door. Fiona watched from a distance, fearing that something happened to her grandmother, but to her relief she found that not only was she unharmed, but both orcs seemed to cater to her needs without a second thought. <br><br>Fiona soon found that the two orc's were from the badlands, but unlike the others, even said the raiders knew better than to attack her grandmother, because she was a willing healer, she effectively became protected by all the orc tribes in the area, and was greatly respected for her power. "Why would we want to attack someone to who so many of us owe our lives" one of them grinned, Fiona had no idea that her Grandmother held so much sway. <br><br>After several long years of training Fiona was now a budding healer with her own respect from the Orcish tribes, thanks to her experience here, the prejudice and distate towards other creatures was a thing of the past, and Fiona learned that all species are capable of harmony, if only someone was to heal the bonds between them. It made sense to her now, why her grandmother traveled, why her bloodline appeared to focus on such arts, although Fiona always attempted to avoid overflowing her magical healing into the subject, because she found that it forced the wound out of their body and into her own. Also she was able to manifest the art of Astral projection, a skill that would surely keep her safe if she chose to travel.<br><br>At her 18th birthday, traveling was precisely what she wanted to do, in her heart she felt that this was her path, she would take up the mantle of her grandmother, not her mother, and travel the world, healing people, setting them free from their ailments, and in a small way, help repair the bonds of the world, with the Demonic encroachment she would be needed more than ever, as she seeked the destruction, and fought in her own way to repair the damage wrought by the war.For the last year, with her backpack and provisions in hand, she has traveled the wartorn landscape and brought a much needed mercy to many during a merciless period of history.<br></div></div><br>Name: Fiona St.Claire<br>Player: Silk<br>Race: Angel (Transendant)<br>Role:Champion<br>Gender: Female<br>Sexuality: Bi-Submissive<br>Age:19<br>Powers: <br><strong>Blessed BowSabre</strong>: Fiona's manifested weapon takes the form of a high guard sabre, but on a whim she is able to produce a secondary blade that allows her to use it as a bow, and launch blessed bolts at her target, the purity of the arrows is so great that if it was to come into contact with water, it sanctifies the water causing it to heal wounds. <br><strong>Sanctified Shield</strong>: Fiona is able to manifest a radiant shield within her current area, blocking strikes both physical and magical at the expense of her own energy to deflect the strike. It also has the ability to form into a complete airtight bubble protecting everyone inside from presences and auras, although due to it's nature it can only be held for so long and can be overpowered if Fiona does not have the stregnth to push it back.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Appearence</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images4.alphacoders.com/198/19874.jpg)</div></div>Bio:&nbsp; Fiona comes from a short but powerful line of healers and diviners although this is only true upto her Grandmother, who's mother suffered a mishap while she was pregnant, because of the extent of her injury's she needed a blood transfusion to survive. Thankfully due to the intervention of a volunteer who happened to be an angel wishing to see a life spared, donated some of his blood, this came with the side effect that the angelic blood filtered into the unborn child, which has remained within the family, due to the influence of the angel's blood, the families magical potential has been shaped towards the holy arts rather than those of the arcane. <br><br>When Fiona was born, the influence of angelic blood affected her no differently, although her powers did not manifest until she reached puberty. It was unexpected after her friend broke her leg during an activity, Fiona's power flared as she felt her leg buckle from under her and wretch in an unatural angle before returning to it's origonal state, after her power died down she slept for two days. After that her mother took her away from the bustling streets of the Zenith and everything and everyone she knew, instead she spent her remaining days with her grandmother at the edge of the Heart of sin. <br><br>To her dismay once she arrived at her Grandmothers home, two orcish men were at her cottage, this was the first time Fiona had ever seen these creatures, but she knew them to be brutes and raiders, but these two seemed peaceful, one was tilling the field, the other was standing by the door. Fiona watched from a distance, fearing that something happened to her grandmother, but to her relief she found that not only was she unharmed, but both orcs seemed to cater to her needs without a second thought. <br><br>Fiona soon found that the two orc's were from the badlands, but unlike the others, even said the raiders knew better than to attack her grandmother, because she was a willing healer, she effectively became protected by all the orc tribes in the area, and was greatly respected for her power. "Why would we want to attack someone to who so many of us owe our lives" one of them grinned, Fiona had no idea that her Grandmother held so much sway. <br><br>After several long years of training Fiona was now a budding healer with her own respect from the Orcish tribes, thanks to her experience here, the prejudice and distate towards other creatures was a thing of the past, and Fiona learned that all species are capable of harmony, if only someone was to heal the bonds between them. It made sense to her now, why her grandmother traveled, why her bloodline appeared to focus on such arts, although Fiona always attempted to avoid overflowing her magical healing into the subject, because she found that it forced the wound out of their body and into her own. Also she was able to manifest the art of Astral projection, a skill that would surely keep her safe if she chose to travel.<br><br>At her 18th birthday, traveling was precisely what she wanted to do, in her heart she felt that this was her path, she would take up the mantle of her grandmother, not her mother, and travel the world, healing people, setting them free from their ailments, and in a small way, help repair the bonds of the world, with the Demonic encroachment she would be needed more than ever, as she seeked the destruction, and fought in her own way to repair the damage wrought by the war.For the last year, with her backpack and provisions in hand, she has traveled the wartorn landscape and brought a much needed mercy to many during a merciless period of history.<br><br>After the first year of the war comes to a close Fiona constantly found herself to be out of her league, her ability to heal becoming completely overshadowed by the enemy,until Fiona finds herself in posession of an Angelic pendant of the woman who many years ago saved her bloodline by infusing some of the blood into her ancestors, the connection between her blood and the power of the pendant joined with eachother causing Fiona to transend her mortal chain and become an angel in her own right, now with the power she has attained she is now able to join the fight against the demon army
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>06-01-2013, 22:02:57</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Name: Shizuru</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div><strong>Gender;</strong>Female<br><strong>Sexuality;</strong>Bisexual<br><strong>Age;</strong> 5200+<br><strong>Race;</strong>Demon<br><strong>Birth Circle; </strong>7th Circle, Violence<br><strong>Position:</strong> Daimyo, The Oni <br><br><strong>Natural Abilities; </strong><br>--Old Demon: As a demon of some three thousand years of age, Shizuru is in the prime of her hellish life. She is endowed with the traits all older demons share; supernatural strength, speed, endurance, and agility. Mortal weapons are less effective against demons unless they are blessed or made of silver. <br><br>--Swordplay: Shizuru has been trained by a number of demon and human sword masters including Musashi, Guildenstern, and Bartuc the Blood Knight. She has acquired thousands of years of experience in battle, both in the underworld and in the mortal realm of Terra. Her signature weapon is a katana named Koryu ('Little Dragon'), it was forged by a famous Fey swordsmith and tempered with her own blood to make it effective against supernatural creatures as well as mortals. She has honed her martial prowess to perfection to make up for her lack of magical ability. As a result, she is nearly unbeatable in close combat.<br><br><strong>Powers;</strong><br>--Fire Control, Minor: Shizuru was once able to summon firestorms and control flames that burned hot enough to melt anything. The greater bulk of her power has been locked away, leaving her with only minor control of flames. She can still summon fire with a snap of her fingers or mere gesture, but her power is a fraction of what it once was. <br><br>--Shapeshifting, Minor: Most demons can change their form in one way or another, but Shizuru does not specialize in this. The best she can do is get rid of her wings, claws, and horns in order to appear more human and blend in. She cannot, however, change her eyes from the odd gold color they normally have - it's something that makes her stick out and draws attention, so these days in the human world she often wears a blindfold or mask to cover them and remain in disguise. <br><br>--Penance Stare: Shizuru's golden stare is eerie to such an extent that even demons feel unnerved looking at her. Looking into her eyes is like staring at the Grim Reaper. She is a cool, calculating, fearless woman with a plan for killing everything and everyone she comes across and all these aspects come across in her gaze. Most mortals (aside from the very holy or the very well trained) will flee in utter terror just by looking at her. Even low-rank demons quiver in fear. Also sometimes called 'Killing Glare', 'The Evil Eye', or 'Death Gaze' in human colloquialism. <br><br><strong>Personality;</strong> Shizuru possesses a mellow and somewhat cynical personality, reflected by her easygoing (and at times bored) facial expression. Shizuru practices a tough love approach with those she cares about, causing her to be stern yet loving towards them. Though she tends to stay out of other peoples' business, if she feels like she needs to take matters into her own hands, she will do so. She's not afraid to use brute force when necessary. She has a romantic side, but that tends to be reserved for her lovers. She's embarrassed to be caught getting all 'lovey dovey' around other people. In a lot of ways, Shizuru is like a cat; she comes and goes when she pleases and tends to wander off when bored. She rarely listens to others and prefers her freedom above anything else. She loves to take her time in answering questions, partially because she likes to think before speaking and partially because she likes to make people wait. In combat she is still just as calm and collected no matter the situation, a trait that can be rather disturbing for her opponents. She values fighting and combat over all else and will do most anything for a shot at a decent fight. Contrasting her violent nature, she is a demon with actual honor. She thinks trickery, attacking from behind, and other such tactics to be cowardly. <br><br><strong>Background Information;</strong>&nbsp; Shizuru is a demoness that has been bouncing back and forth between the mortal realm and the underworld for thousands of years. Sometimes she is summoned (sometimes mistakenly) and sometimes she manages to find a way over herself. These trips usually lasted anywhere from a few months to a year or two; her longest was in the ancient Feylands, where she stayed for a few hundred years, first from 600AD to 700AD and again from about 1200AD to 1650AD. In that time she developed a frightening reputation for herself thanks to her swordplay and a touch of fire-based showmanship. In those periods she accomplished many great deeds; training Tal'le The Grasscutter, training under Mushashi, fighting under several warlords, and even being mistaken for a Goddess of fire.&nbsp; Shizuru often pines for those quieter, much simpler times. Times where she could walk for days without seeing a single building. Frankly, she considers most Dwarven technology to be an eyesore and human buildings to be ugly. During her younger days she was summoned by a cult named The Children of The Sun and the ritual placed a mark on her back called The Halo of The Sun, which sealed away the bulk of her magical powers. She is embarrassed about this and it's always a touchy subject for her. She keeps the mark hidden from most people and refuses to talk about it; as a result, most don't know about the mark and those that do merely think it to be a tattoo. While some demons think of her as a 'traitor' or 'soft' for spending so much time in disguise in the mortal world, she cares little for what others think of her. Shizuru enjoys the mortal world because of the peace, quiet, and the seemingly endless supply of mortals itching for a fight. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Halo of The Sun</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/HaloOfTheSun.png)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Shizuru's Theme</div><div class="spoiler_body">Oki's Theme (Okami) Guitar Cover (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1yEF8yrJ5rU#ws)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrincelyPup</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 00:27:17</strong>
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				FEAST!!!!! FEAST!!!! FEAST YOUR EYES ON MY MASTERPIECE!!!<br><br>Name: Lucerosa<br><br>Player: Daemon0110<br><br>Race: Lust Demon<br><br>Gender: Whatever she feels like being.<br><br>Role: The prime concubine. Aka (Daddy's special little Fuck Slut)<br><br>Age:117 (of course looks quite young still when in true form)<br><br>Powers:<br><br>Shapeshifting: Lucy's appearance is quite often fluid depending on her mood at the time. She has the ability to shift her appearance in just about any way. She is not commonly seen using this power on an everyday basis, changing into whoever or what ever her current partner is craving. She even can shift into creatures when needed (or wanted...). Though she is very powerful, she doesn't have a complete mastery of her gift because of which she can be frightened or hurt out of a shift, as well as her shift being very dependent on her current emotion. You might see her down the hall and as you stare her breasts grow to that perfect size for you and as you see her face it's your lover not the king's slut, but as you smile at her and she spies your erection her hair, tail, horns, and/or eyes might change to a rather happy and satisfied pink.... or a deep lusty purple. Not that she can't hold her shift, but when she is relaxed or highly emotional the coloring can bleed through starting at the tips and rims and turning into highlights and if she really can't help it then the color will take over.<br><br>Ungodly healing: One blessed and curse Lucy has is her healing. She can lay her hands on a wounded person heal them of even some of the most severe of injuries. There are costs though on both sides of the fence, receiving and giving. She cannot hold a full body shift when healing severe injuries and no matter the size of the wound it drains her, maybe only causing a yawn, but sometimes mini comas resulting in hours and even days of unconsciousness. Being a lust demon her powers come from that energy. So to recharge she often needs sex and a lot of it, the rougher the better! On the receiving side, the most obvious side effect is the usually quite uncontrollable lust the receiver feels for the next hour or so. But there is another side effect: often there is a mutation that occurs. Of course it depends on the size of the wound, emotions of both parties , how much power Lucy has left, and other things unknown. The bigger the wound the greater the chance mutation might occur. The emotions both people are feeling can effect what kind of mutation occurs (being a lust demon and rather sexy usually this emotion is lust). It is not uncommon for her to heal a arrow wound and the patient awakes to find his erection (current) is a size bigger all around and usually being stroked by a rather horny Lucy. If Lucy is full of "juice" she can prevent or control the mutation that occurs. When the injuries are huge or she is unable to control because of being low on juice, people can end up with not only much greater sexual prowess but can also have different hair, eye, skin, lip, tail, and horn coloring then before. Also if she were to heal a gash in your arms your muscles might be larger then before. Horns grow, fangs lengthen, cocks get bigger and sometimes even more extreme mutations and changes can occur even resulting in grotesque or even monstrous changes but not nearly as often. These powers are linked and not only pull from the power of lust but also the great well of chaos from another plane that she was born with a link to.<br><br>Appearance: like I said before Lucy is rather fluid.... she can be a young boy one second and then look like your milf-esque mother the next. Her natural form is rather sexy in itself. She has pleasant and almost down right dirty curves with breasts that seem to defy gravity with their size and yet with the unbelievable perky and bouncy nature. Almost like she was wearing a bra they remain buoyant and lifted with impossibly sexy perky nipples pink against Lucy's little tanned white skin. Her always visible slit looks bright pink and constantly glistening slightly between her curvaceous thighs. Her cute pucker is an even softer light pink hiding between her round tight cheeks. Her hair is any multitude of colors and along with her lips, horns and tail doesn't seem to have a "natural" shade and are constantly shifting in shades, and highlights. Her eyes however are gold. Like the hot molten metal was poured into her iris. The inside and outside fringes change accordingly to her desires. (Sorry for the "real" picture I just couldn't find another that fit.) <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://s11.motherlessmedia.com/dev102/0/516/816/0516816471.jpg)</div></div> <br><br>Bio: Lucerosa was born like many others had before her, sired by the great lord and his most high and favored consort. She however was very unusual. She was born with both genders and with the seed of chaos sewn into the very fabric of her being. Her appearance was like an ever changing motion of faces emotions colors and creatures. When her father first looked upon her and their eyes met he quite literally saw himself in her as her face had morphed into his own big and strange on a infants body and slowly as he watched his own most wicked and lusty grin appeared on her face. From that moment she had inherited part of him more so then his other children. She was powerful and lustful and gained control of her chaos and used it of her own volition. She was cunning and used her powers to transform into people of power to get herself what ever her heart desired, even if that happened to be her father. One night she had changed herself into her own mother, her father's consort, and before her coming of age ceremony she snuck into her daddy's bed and made deeply sensual and dark love to him. When he finally consummated the evening with filling her with his seed more then once until she was exhausted and overflowing with her daddy's love, the power she had been storing literally for years for this night broke and as she fell unconscious still with him buried deep inside her. There lay his younger then normal daughter full of white love and out cold for the next three days. Thus her life had begun and she grew in power stature and lust at a rapid pace and still does today.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vladimir valentine</strong> on <strong>11-01-2013, 18:01:18</strong>
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				Name:&nbsp; Anastasia crysolace<br>Player: Vladamire Valentine<br>Race: fairy<br>Role:felguard<br>Age: unknown (never cared to document of track) physically looks 18-19<br>Skills: Anastasia is a master of ranged weapons, from throwing knives to longbows to spears and whips. She is also a great speaker, she is naturally charismatic and seductive. <br>Powers: Nature magic mastery:&nbsp; she has mastery over nature magic, this includes spontaneous growth and creation of plant matter, and manipulation over plants.<br>Necromancy: can raise undead, and command undead. <br>&nbsp;(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZaoIrBKdlS4/UGFYc2Vs1zI/AAAAAAAABCw/AoJlxCTMUNM/s1600/female+winged+-+tailoring.jpg)<br>Appearance: Anastasia has pale white skin, purple irises, and the dark markings around her eyes. Her hair is a much. Darker purple. The image next to her is her cloths, minus the wings and shoulder pads. The clothes are black and red.<br>Bio: Anastasia is an ancient fae elder. She first learned how to master her nature magic, but has always been fairly easy to persuade. She was corrupted and taught necromancy, a magic frowned upon and forbidden by her people. She was exiled by her tribe of fae centuries ago and has lived alone in a forest made purely of thrones. Black roses and thorny plants thrive in her mysterious forest. But she has recently grown curious, she has lived alone since her exile and now is interested in traveling and seeing the world she has been missing. She is a heterosexual fairy, and is aligned with the demons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>meilimiao</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 05:29:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Kallysta<br><br><strong>Player:</strong> Meilimiao<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Demoness<br><br><strong>Role:</strong> The Demon Lord's Consort<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 2500+<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong> Energy manipulation:&nbsp; She can emanate a demonic blast of energy from her palms that can decimate almost anything - humans, minor demons, angels, fey and elves.&nbsp; She also has the ability to manipulate the energy/climate around herself.<br>Unnatural healing abilities:&nbsp; She can't heal others, only herself quicker than most beings can - a trait that has kept her alive through all the fights and violence that she's endured as the Demon Lord's consort.<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Kallysta has the same shapeshifting abilities that most demons have and can change her form (as well as possess beings) at will but at her default state, Kallysta stands at an impressive 6'2, long legged and athletic in form.&nbsp; Despite her being mostly slender, she has an impressive bust that defies nature in the perkiness and would look odd on her slender form save for the fact that she has curvy hips and a round ass to balance them out.&nbsp; Her hair is turquoise and is long enough to curl just slightly at her ass, and her eyes are a startling silver - only startling because they stand out with her pale, pale skin and seem to pierce through you as she focuses her gaze on you.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Kallysta was your average demoness at the start, her only advantage is that she one of the first demons to have been created.&nbsp; However, she aspired to be more than that, and with her cunning wit and scheming, she did just that.&nbsp; Despite the perpetual smirk that always seems to curve at her plush lips, Kallysta is well aware of how precarious her position is as the Demon Lord's favorite consort, always keeping herself one step ahead of any opponent and getting rid of the competition, if need be.&nbsp; There is nothing impressive about Kallysta in terms of personality, only that she is very multi-faceted - she can be coy and adorable one moment, cold and calculating the next, with everything else in between.&nbsp; It is, however, obvious that she is a cunning woman and one that you wouldn't want to reckon with at that.&nbsp; Outside of the Demon Lord and his favorite child, Kallysta holds no loyalties - if you're not with her then you're against her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ZanaLyrander</strong> on <strong>18-01-2013, 01:49:40</strong>
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				Name: Feena Oboro<br>Player: ZanaLyrander<br>Race: Fey<br>Role: Champion<br>Gender: Usually Female or Futanari, can also be male<br>Sexuality: Pansexual Switch<br>Age: "It's impolite to ask a lady her age."<br>Powers: Shapeshifting - Many fey and demons have the ability to shapeshift to some extent, altering their appearances to disguise themselves as mortals or just to look a little different because they feel like it. However, Feena's shapeshifting is far more extensive. She can turn into animals, increase or decrease he size significantly, she can turn parts of her body into weapons... She is a master shapechanger, and uses this ability both to fool others, and in combat should the need arise. She also uses this power to change her sex, allowing her to be female, male, futanari, or anything else she feels like.<br>Fortune's Favor - Feena, as a trickster spirit, has a certain degree of power over luck and chance. She can focus her power on an enemy to curse them with bad luck, or an ally to bless them with good luck. This can manifest in any number of different ways, such as an enemy's footing suddenly collapsing, or a tree falling on top of them, or an ally happening to stumble upon reinforcements as they are fleeing from an enemy, etc. The problem with this power is the more unlikely an event, the more tiring this power is to use. For example, if truly angry, Feena could cause a foe to be struck by lightning, but she would probably collapse from exhaustion afterwards.<br>Appearance: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1059.photobucket.com/albums/t422/ZanaLyrander/kitsune_zpsa3269125.jpg)</div></div>Bio: Feena is a fox spirit, known across Terra as notorious tricksters. Feena herself is no exception, and delights in fooling mortals, misleading them for her amusement. However, Feena's mischief seems to function almost as a form of judgement. She disguises herself as an attractive mortal of either sex (or even halfway in between), and interacts with mortals for a time, gauging their character. If she decides they are good of heart, she frequently mates with them, and then blesses them with good luck. If she senses they are cruel, she curses them with misfortune, and occasionally even lures them to their doom herself. As a result, Feena has somewhat flexible morality by the standards of most champions. Still, she is apparently one of the more patriotic of the trickster spirits, and feels strongly enough about this war to risk her life in protection of Terra.<br>Feena is a very sexual being, and identifies as pansexual, attracted to men, women, and everything in between. She delights in teasing those she sees as prudish or even just shy, and intentionally dresses provocatively to scandalize those around her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>23-01-2013, 19:44:37</strong>
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				Name: Alexandria Nadania Dominera<br>Player: Pretty in Pink<br>Race: Elf (The Woods)<br>Role: Queen<br>Gender: Female<br>Sexuality: Bisexual None<br>Age: 172<br>Powers:<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aura of Inspiration</div><div class="spoiler_body">A sign of the prophecy given about her, everywhere Alexa walks, men and women find their resolve strengthened, their fears stripped away, their weariness falling to the ground, and fight or work with renewed vigor.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Healer of Men</div><div class="spoiler_body">A talent developed while Alexa was nothing more than a simple city guard, it allows for Alexa to, at a touch, heal those around her, enabling to continue toiling and fighting at her side.&nbsp; Initially it was learned as a way to lighten the load on the healers that tended to the border guards, but since being thrust into the rulership of Terra, it has seen more use in the latter case, enabling her soldiers to continue fighting for their freedom.&nbsp; It does carry a pair of limitations, in that she can never heal herself, and that if a person has died, or is on the brink of death, even her magic cannot bring them back.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Heaven's Rain</div><div class="spoiler_body">Simply put, sometimes, force of arms cannot win the day.&nbsp; With this knowledge, Alexa has developed this particular ability for use from the front line.&nbsp; It allows her to call down a rain of arrows from nothing, arrows that never strike an ally, but always seem to fall thickly among the enemy.&nbsp; She has to be able to see where they will fall, otherwise the power does nothing, or strikes the nearest ground she CAN see.&nbsp; In addition, this ability drains her when it is used, to the point where a prolonged fight immediately after its use will leave her staggering.</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/URF2Crt.jpg)<br>Hate the pose, impossible as it is to actually attain without any pain, but it fits what I had in mind for her.</div></div></div>Bio: Alexandria was born in The Woods, to a pair of merchant parents.&nbsp; Her father ran the small storefront run by the Nadania family, while her mother did seamstressing and embroidery to sell there.&nbsp; From the start, Alexa very clearly did not inherit her mother's gift for stitching, nor her father's gift for making sales.&nbsp; She had always been a tomboy, so it was no surprise - if a bit terrifying - to her parents when she joined the city guard at the earliest age allowed.<br><br>She rose swiftly through the ranks, through a natural knack for command and leadership, until she reached the rank of Watch Lieutenant.&nbsp; She refused further promotion, however, claiming content with being in charge of a small group of people.<br><br>She was only 150 when the prophets began to point at her as the one who gave the best chance of survival for the entirety of the world.&nbsp; She initially refused, saying that being a queen was something she did not desire.&nbsp; She only wished to remain the leader of a small segment of the city guard of her home, nothing more.&nbsp; But the pressure, as more and more of the seers and soothsayers began to point to her, began to tell, and she finally accepted, travelling to the castle, even if she told herself it was only to avoid the further pressure that was sure to come if she continued to refuse.<br><br>NOTES: I personally prefer sub, sexually.&nbsp; She's not experienced in that aspect, however, so she's not got a preference there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Hellis</strong> on <strong>25-01-2013, 20:03:27</strong>
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				Name: Hara Hedrin<br>Player: Hellis<br>Race: Elven<br>Role: Champion<br>Gender: Male<br>Sexuality: Bisexual (Switch(/)<br>Age:150<br><br>Powers: <br>Limited Precognition: Hara is a Oracle of sorts. He can read the flow of time, but only a few days before it happens. Its pretty much like a danger sense, allowing him to dodge easier. If he meditatates, he can scrye faraway places in the now with this. Its his main use, and a big reason to why the demons want him dead or atleast... in their hands.<br>Arcane Whip: A accomplished mage, Hara is able to wield the energy of the arcane with relative ease.The immense energy has its drawbacks, such as arcane being neigh untamable. He utilizes its mostly as a concentrated, powerful whip.<br><br><br>Appearance: http://pictures.hentai-foundry.com//g/Gwendraeth/3745.jpg (http://pictures.hentai-foundry.com//g/Gwendraeth/3745.jpg) (post fem= http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/DarthSaburou/183499/candy-new-look (http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/DarthSaburou/183499/candy-new-look) without much of the demon traits. And slightly older looking)<br><br>Bio: <br>Hara Hedrin was born 150 years ago, meaning he only now really matured. He was born with a rare gift, that of pregocnoition. He was as one could say; chosen to become great. Unfortunatly, the world was at war. Demons raped and pillaged and the evil army of said Demons had been winning all its battles left and right. The angels were no help, having barely survived their own qwar with hell. In truth things looked bleaked. That is why the boy was raised with one purpose in mind. He was made to cultivate his power of sight, allowing him to see into the future and see far away places.<br><br>With his talents, the resisting forces was able to ambush and suprise the demons aswell as avoid being ambushed themselves. They started actually winning their batles, albeit still at heavy costs. But atleast, they had a weapon the demons lacked now. Hara himself rose in the ranks trough the use of powerfull magic, soon becoming known as a champion and a magi. <br><br><br>Ons: Men and Women, Being forced, anal, oral, bondage, feminization and crossdressing.<br>Offs:. Bodily waste
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wargtass</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 00:24:01</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Nehar'Ghul, the Shapeshifter, Vizier of the Legions, Deceiver of Kings<br><strong>Player:</strong> Wargtass<br><strong>Race:</strong> Demon<br><strong>Role:</strong> Demon General<br><strong>Gender:</strong> None and All<br><strong>Sexuality:</strong> Dominant pansexual<br><strong>Age:</strong> Unknown, though believed to have crawled out of the chaos underneath the charnel pits of Hell somewhere in the beginning of the ages.<br><br><strong>Powers:</strong> Nehar'Ghul is known in some parts of Terra as the Shapeshifter and with just cause. Of course the great Deceiver have taken millions of forms over the ages, from the tiniest ant to enormous gargantuan monstrosities of such alien forms that it drives mortals into madness. It revels however in subtle forms with which to deceive and project its cunning plots on the world. One form, which is assumed to be its original, is the giant fiery snake known in the icy lands of Icar as Vokolkuv, Fire-Spawn. It can change into any form or size, but in between each form it must first change back into this form and devour an immortal being. As such in its campaigns across Terra it enslaves hundreds, if not thousands, of such beings, for the Deceiver needs many forms to carry out his many plots.<br>The words of the Deceiver are&nbsp; wicked and poisonous, known to corrupt those that hear its whispers and suggestions. Many a weak-willed fool have turned against his brothers in their greatest time of need because of the Vizier's sharp tongue which turns their minds onto his own will. Those of strong wills are not as effected, but their minds still hear the whispers coming from within, sometimes even acting on sudden urges not their own. How many kings that have been corrupted by its whispers no one knows, but the very thought of it sends chills up many spines in these times of war.<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Out of all the thousands of forms that Nehar'Ghul can take, three it holds especially dear.<br>First and foremost is his natural form, that of the gargantuan snake, also known as Vokolkuv, the Fire-Spawn. This monstrosity easily is big enough to swallow a warhorse whole with knight and all, its serpent body extending far beyond its vicious head. In Hell it is coiled around the peak above the Charnel Pit, watching those that approach with a mix of malignant intent and hunger.<br>Next is the Crow-Man Jong, the Herald of Despair. This creature robed in furs and cloth barely reach a man's chest in height, but its visage is terrible, a clean picked skull of a crow which juts out beneath its cowls. It comes to kings whose kingdoms are on the brink of destruction and tosses its bones to tell them what they could do to stop this evil from happening. It most often comes to the price of destroying another kingdom in war or sacrificing a first born to the mystic, especially if the firstborn is a beautiful prince or princess. Those that have refused or even tried to slay the beast have found that their swords do not cut it but instead it explodes into hundreds of crows that flees the scene. Within the time of a few days up to several years the kingdom of the violator falls to marauding armies or gruesome disease. Needless to say almost all pay the price of the Crow-Man.<br>Last but certainly not least is the Chimera. Not a beast as such, but a beautiful person who is neither man or woman. It comes to those that beg for it in the most fantastic of ways, because the Chimera can grant a mortal anything he or she desires, be that fame and fortune or a night of passionate lust. Some say that the price is terrible to pay, but that the pleasures are out of this world. What most don't know is that the Chimera opens up its victims hearts and minds to its own vile desires, a slavery that none have been able to escape from.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> The Charnel Pits are a truely despicable place within Hell, the place where the broken bodies of the maimed and tortured are thrown and the filth and wastes of the Demon Lord's kin ultimately end up, either through disgusting channels through Hell or directly into the pits. Everything that is thrown away, including those poor souls that the Demons have tired and grown bored of, comes to its final resting place in the Charnel Pits. None really thought much about what might be hidden down there. But most knew that if you came too close to the rancid surface of the cesspool one might find a pair of strong, gnarled hands around your neck as it drags you beneath never to be seen again. Two of those gnarled hands once belonged to the wretched creature that would become Nehar'Ghul, the Demon Lord's Vizier and the Deceiver of Kings.<br>As it would have it, it was the scavenging nature of this wretched soul that gave it its first taste of power. During the first ages the Demon Lord had many generals and many of them who failed found their broken bodies in the Charnel Pits. By being more ferocious and hungry than the others, it got to devour these bodies, power and all. As ages passed it grew in size and strength, learning many secrets from torturing his victims, learning how they spoke, how they moved and how they thought. He learned how to emulate all those things and his malleable form began to change in accordance. <br>One day as some demons came to the pits to empty the bodies of their Lord's playthings into the pit, they were welcomed by a gargantuan snake. This demonic fiend demanded tribute, for these were his pits. As the demons tried to laugh him off and dump the bodies anyway it quickly crushed their bodies in its powerful coils and devoured their powerful forms. As more demons fell to this strange beast the Lord began to wonder why his broken things were not thrown away. As his kin and servants told him of the fiend at the Pits he became engulfed in rage, killing the cowards and taking off to the Pits. As he was about to destroy the fiend it merely smiled wickedly and began speaking to him in the ancient darktongue that only the oldest of demons knew. It told of the secrets it had devoured over the years, secrets that only the Lord knew and secrets that only his enemies knew. It told the secrets of those that planned to usurp him and he told him a secret from the depths of the Charnel Pits, something that no one in the world but it knew of. Seemingly impressed by the vile beast's knowledge, the Lord made him Vizier, the creature to stand behind his throne and make sure that he knew everything before it happened. Nehar'Ghul was born, and it was pleased with its place in Hell.<br>As he Legions of Hell and the Hosts of Heaven fought out their last war, the Vizier stayed behind and made sure Hell worked as it should while its Lord was away. It knew this was wholly unnecessary at the time, so instead of warming his seat it went out into the mortal world and began its many plots and secrets. It weakened the kingdoms of the mortal races so that when his Lord returned they were ripe for the taking. Now the question remains, can the Vizier of Hell be as good a General as he is a Deceiver?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pretty in Pink</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 19:48:10</strong>
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				Name: Valentina Kairaku<br>Player: Pretty in Pink<br>Race: Demon<br>Role: Felguard (Krathen's Brood)<br>Gender: Female<br>Sexuality: Bisexual Switch<br>Age: Let's see how many times you scream before you die.&nbsp; I don't think we'll even get half as many as the years I've been alive.<br>Powers:<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">AURA OF PAIN</div><div class="spoiler_body">When Valentina is displeased, it is a palpable sensation, LITERALLY.&nbsp; Valentina has the ability to express her distaste in an aura about her, causing mildly distracting pain in all those not of higher rank than she.&nbsp; However, the greater her displeasure, the stronger the pain.&nbsp; She has only recently been able to focus this on a smaller group, as her (greatgreatgreatgreatgrand)father can do with his own aura, but hers is a more immediately noticable effect, as it can cause the targets to double over in pain, and, if she's angry enough, outright black out from the weight and pain of her displeasure.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">PERFECT PARTNER</div><div class="spoiler_body">Valentina is a switch, and this power is the reason.&nbsp; By holding a simple conversation with someone, a conversation that need not last more than a couple of minutes, and doesn't even need to be a FRIENDLY conversation, Valentina can read their every desire: whether they wish to dominate or be dominated, fuck or be fucked, and by what.&nbsp; This ability allows her to know precisely what will cause a person to give in to their lust, and she often uses it in tandem with other lust demons to ensure that prey does not escape EVER.&nbsp; In addition, this allows her to change her own body to suit the target's desires, making herself look older, younger, or even a different gender as needed.</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">NATURAL FORM APPEARANCE</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://art.ngfiles.com/images/84/livingdeadrabbit_castlevania-succubus.png)</div></div>Bio: Vicious, jealous, and vindictive, Valentina is almost more like a Rage Demon than a Lust Demon.&nbsp; Of course, when one looks at her parentage, or rather at the side that ISN'T Krathen, it's easy to understand why.<br><br>Valentina's mother was an angel, one Krathen managed to capture, taint, and corrupt, turning her into yet another member of his harem.&nbsp; This is a fact her siblings have never let Valentina forget, and something that has driven her from day one to prove that she was better than her mother.&nbsp; While she admits her mother was weak, inferior stock, she herself holds true to the belief that of all her siblings, she is the most like her father, and looks down on the rest of her siblings, even as they attempt to look down on her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Hell and Back Profile Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LeSane</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 20:01:30</strong>
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				What do you think so far?<br><br>Name: Piero Vandimion<br>Player: Scarification<br>Race: Human | Mortal<br>Role: Champion<br>Gender: Male<br>Sexuality: Heterosexual with no Dom or Sub tendencies<br>Age: Twenty-Four<br>Powers:<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Dark Vision is a supernatural ability used by Piero to alter his eyesight, allowing him to spot enemies and visually alert him to the noises he makes. After acquiring the power, Piero can use it to see enemies behind walls and their field of vision. While Dark Vision is a useful ability tight spaces, the range of detection is short, and can actually hinder his ability to be aware of danger in large, open areas. It also causes the corners of his vision to fade as well. This power is used for recon and intelligence gathering.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Transversal is a supernatural power automatically granted to him. With this, he gains the ability to traverse midsized distances in an instant, without being detected. This range is increased if focused long enough, and it can be used with Agility to scale and move even greater distances in mere seconds. The down side is it is a line of sight ability meaning if if there is a wall withing the way one cannot just phase through it.<br><br>Appearance:<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">In Armor</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/FSQmmGq.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Without Armor</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/A9ReNhR.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Heritcs Brand</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/uBenrAg.jpg)</div></div><br>Bio: <br>The bastard child of the head of the Vandimion family, and a former Vandimion maid, from an early age he had to look after his ill mother. He would often get into fights with teenagers wanting his food and medicine. When his mother found out she reminded him that he was of noble blood and should prepare himself because his noble father would come to get them. She handed him her locket which held a picture of a herself and Master Vandimion. He was first found by Serpico when he was 10 years old. He had been beaten by a group of teenagers and was laying in the snow when Serpico passed by and ordered his servants to "load the child into the cart, we're taking him home." After this point Peiro's life became the property of Serpico. He would make him jump out of windows, make the family dogs chase him and even make him swim in rapids. He once followed Serpico into the woods behind the family palace. Hhe took him to a sacred place where he would burn "bad things" such as a pet bird that didn't grow to like him. Serpico later found out that when Serpico was younger he got out of the palace and took part in burning heretics. When his father told his child to throw away a toy of his because it was old he burnt it later that night. That toy symbolized the relationship with his father. Peiro was there with a blanket for Serpico. It was there where Peiro took the place of his toy and their relationship deepened to friendship as well as master and servant. One day he was stopped in the hallway by the master of the house, Serpico' father. This was the first time he had seen him. Master Vandimion asked to see the locket around his neck. This is when the young man realized that this was his father. After some discussion, Vandimion told him that he could not acknowledge him as his son because his three other sons were locked in battle for the right of succession. What he offered was the status of noble and constant advance in rank; in exchange his bastard son was not to tell anyone that he was of his blood, and to look after his younger brother due to an illness brought by unknown circumstances. It was unexplained of the conditions, but did not matter to him very much.<br><br>Years of peace passed as they were at the convent of battle. Serpico's status gave him the role of Captain of the Holy Iron Chain Knights despite illness. This was not because of his fighting skill or tactical thinking, but because tradition says that the captain must be a of Noble Blood. Peiro naturally joined the holy iron chain and attained the rank of herald. It was obvious to the new Herald why he was here were no battle was given to them their fame is nothing but undeserved propaganda while the they may employ better soldiers, or even mercenaries to do the serious fighting, the Holy Chain Iron Knights are primarily ceremonial, used to cover very small and risk-free operations, such as investigating miracles or other supernatural occurrences and escorting high-ranking clergy basically for show. The last incarnation of the Holy Iron Chain Knights came to its end during a invasion of a small town, in which most of its forces were killed during the ceremony. The only surviving knights were Peiro, and Serpico who fell hours later to his heart failing due to the illness.
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