One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread [Old]
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				Title: <strong>One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread [Old]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Revenent</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 03:47:35</strong>
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				All approved characters can be posted up here. If you make more than one character, make sure to consolidate them into one post, and I also ask that everyone puts this code around their completed sheets:<br><br>&lt;spoiler=Your Character's Name&gt;Your Character Sheet&lt;/spoiler&gt;<br><br>With [ and ] replacing &lt; and &gt;, though I'm sure most of you are already familiar with how the spoiler tags work. I just think it'll save space and make it easier to find the character you're looking for without having to scroll through tons of text.<br><br>So there you go. :-)<br><br><strong>Related Topics:</strong><br>Recruitment Thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=135065.0)<br>OOC Thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=136431.0)<br>Lilith's Cave (Gang HQ) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=136710.0)<br><br>---<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Marchosias</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Marchosias<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> Doesn't keep track, since he knows it will get bothersome when he's <em>really</em> old.<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Nephilim (angelic father, human mother)<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <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://www.menshairstyles.net/d/35081-1/Man+medium+hairstyle+with+long+bangs_+dark+brown+hair.jpg)</div></div><br>Unlike most members of the Brothers, who wore dark suits and ties to display their mafia heritage, Marchosias (more often called Marc) dresses in only black pants, and prefers his shirts to be light-colored, loosely buttoned affairs, as if daring assassins to take a shot at him. This gives him a rather casual and laid-back appearance and doesn't make him look like much of a leading figure, but knowing him, that could be the whole point. Strangely, has no visible wings.<br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Bisexual, preferring humanoid men and women equally, though he'll dabble in more exotic fare occasionally.<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> The Light of Dawn, The Brothers Fallen<br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Leader, Strategist, Information Gatherer<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Almost never fights himself. He carries around a rather antique dueling pistol (http://www.jcamericana.com/img/pistols/FrenchDuelingPistol1L.jpg), though it's obviously not suitable for combat. Beyond that, he hasn't really shown if he's capable of fighting or not.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Being half-angel, has the usual ability to heal quite fast, and would be light enough to fly if he had his wings. Seeing as he deals more in intel than violence, though, his most useful abilities are those of mental persuasion and seduction, as well as the learned ability to read emotions and play on them. While it's not exactly a skill, he formerly had a very large, very secret network of informants, all of which have been recently wiped out, save for a single black orc bartender.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> On the outside, Marc actually seems like a rather nice guy. When he needs information from someone, he can very easily get them to like him in order to loosen their lips, and as a leader, he rewards his subordinates more than most. Of course, underlying this all is a calculating and extremely vengeful figure, and one not above killing anyone who stands in the way of his goals, but if you're on his side, you don't have much to worry about.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Marc has a hard time classifying himself as half-human or half-demon, since his father happens to be one of the original fallen angels, rather than one born into demonic servitude. In fact, he was none other than Asmodeus, one of the princes of Hell and the demonic idol of Lust, who had sired incomprehensible numbers of&nbsp; children with mortal women, both willing and unwilling. Marc himself was born sometime before the abolishment of the Kobold Slave Trade, his white angelic wings making himself and the people around him believe that he was the son of some minor angel, rather than of a demonic prince.<br><br>For the first sixty years of his life, Marc was an honest man and served as a government clerk, but on her mortal death bed, his mother told him the truth, that she had been a dark witch who had given herself over to Asmodeus, and he was the wretched spawn of that union. Disgusted with both his mother and himself, he commissioned a priest to remove his wings and scorch their stems with holy flame, so they couldn't grow back, then tried to go back to living an honest and somewhat pious life. Now that he knew about his demonic blood, though, new inclinations started to seep into his heart...<br><br>Over time, Marchosias grew into a new man, giving into dishonesty, wanton lust, and finally law-breaking when the former two no longer satisfied his need for wrongness. As the years went on and massive cities started to pop up as the new centers of immorality, Marc found his way to Middle City, beguiling his way into a business position that eventually put him in rank with the Light of Dawn. He worked amongst the angels under the guise of a regular human for about 12 years, learning just about everything there was to know about how the city operated, before the angels decided his dishonesty was only a pro when he wasn't using it on their own members, and his constant lust was a bit of a distraction for the workers. Marc was honorably expelled, but that didn't mean he had had enough of criminal life.<br><br>Within the same week, Marc found his way to and joined up with the Brothers Fallen, dishing out plenty of great information that helped the group rise up even more in the city, placing them over the Striders as the second most powerful gang in town. Enjoying his new role as information dealer, Marc gathered some founds and bought up several dive bars around town without the gang's knowledge, using the staff to gather intel whenever members of opposing gangs came in and talked too loudly and too much. The Nephilim served the Brothers well for several years, but recently there was a falling out, and all but one of Marc's bar/informant combinations have been tracked down and executed. Freed from gang obligation once more, Marc decided now might be the time to give leading a try...<br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong> I'll have to come back to this. Suggestions appreciated. :-)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PeacethatPowerbrings</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 04:10:14</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Zed</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs12/i/2006/299/7/6/Woodland_Fae__Color__by_kedralynn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Zed<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 82<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Faerie.<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Standing only five-foot tall, making above-average for a fairy, she is is most often seen flying, or hovering, just off the ground, to allow her to be able to avoid talking up to almost everyone. She most often wears extremely colourful but messy fashions, with a corset, or an excessive number of belts. Glowing accessories are common, but she will often dress for a client, if they are a regular.<br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Pansexual<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> The Maidenhood<br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Prostitute, Contract Killer<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Machine Pistols, Submachine Guns, Pistols. 3 Glock-18s (http://officialpsds.com/images/thumbs/Glock-18-psd21808.png), 1 of those, suppressed (http://www.ggkthnx.com/temp/100_1595.JPG), all with 33 round clips. An FN P90 (http://www.scottsdalegunclub.com/mga/images/p90.jpg), and a Five-Seven (http://www.enemyforces.net/firearms/fiveseven_3.jpg) pistol.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Stealthiness, trickster magic (camouflage, creating decoys, faerie fire), Pixies (not a skill persay, but she has several pixies, who can generally be seen following her around. They live with her and assist her, they were with her from birth. They do general tasks, like cleaning her weapons, maintaining them, helping her dress in ways that wouldn't strictly be possible without help.)<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Fun, energetic, carefree.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> As a member of the Maidenhood by birth, she joined the gang like any other young Fae might, becoming a prostitute, and learning the skills to be as dangerous as any of the Maidenhood's members. She was, more so, in general, but ended up leaving the gang when she realized that the Maidenhood considered themselves to be in peacetime, and wished to limit her. She is a believer in the idea that the Maidenhood should have ruled the city, but lacked the power to push for that vision. As a result she left the gang, reasoning that it would be better that the Fae be part of something that grew as the city did, and didn't stagnate in complacency. Or, as she might put it, 'something slow.' </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Azaria</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 05:57:18</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Síla</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Human Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.deviantart.com/download/214335593/run_or_stay_by_rifkanoctistemporvm-d3jlyeh.jpg)</div></div></div>Name: Síla<br><br><br><br>Age: 20 in appearance, unknown in reality {can be edited}<br><br><br><br><br>Race: Fire Elemental<br><br><br><br><br>Appearance: Her clothes when she was in the Maidenhood consisted mainly of two colours, black and gold. She was particularly in love with an outfit of black corset, tight trousers and stiletto boots. All made of leather. Accompanied by a leash. The outfit contrasted with her natural red hair, pale skin and grey eyes. When she left the gang, she kept the colours but the style of clothes varies.<br><br><br><br><br>Sexual Preference: Pansexual<br><br><br><br><br>Former Gang: The Maidenhood<br><br><br><br><br>Gang Position: Prostitute, contract killer and interrogator.<br><br><br><br><br>Weapon of Choice: Fire, she controls fire and is able to summon it at will. As an assassin she can't always kill by fire as the victims may escape, so she usually uses a twin blade dagger always hidden snugly on her thigh.<br><br><br><br><br>Additional Skills: Stealthiness, spying and hypnotism.<br><br><br><br><br>Personality: She has the temper of fire, flourishes in open air and gets moody when contained between walls for a long time.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br>Bio: Síla was summoned by a dark wizard who used her as weapon to destroy his enemies. When he tried to turn her into his sex slave she rebelled and eventually escaped. Roaming the streets she met one of the Maidenhood's gang and she was accepted as a recruit, climbing ranks quickly they begin to fear her growing influence and attempt to contain her. She rebels once more and is now back to the streets and earns her living by playing the role of a stripper/prostitute in a club. {subject to edit}<br><br><br><br>Theme Song (optional): None, for now</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JuliettaRossi</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 17:16:12</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Jessamyne</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9a/Tattooed.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Jessamyne<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> Old enough…<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Elf<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> 5’5” Green eyes, dark brown hair. Slight build. A number of tattoos and piercings. Has an affinity for jeans, leather and surprisingly, soft fabrics – cottons, chenille, silk, and sheer chiffons. Call it her girly side…Also loves silver jewelry<br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Guys mostly, but the occasional girl strikes her fancy every so often…<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> The Striders, but has been independent for some time now. For hire…and constantly working. Someone always needed a dirty job done it seemed – yet didn’t want to get their own fingers dirty. She’s done work for The Gravediggers and The Unleashed as well – when the job was a bit more than any one of their own wanted nothing to do with it. <br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Assassin, spy, thief (Acquisitions specialist). She never found a taste for selling her body. While she worked for The Striders, she was often a bodyguard and hired gun to keep the girls safe while they worked. During the days she was used as security for the clan’s buildings.<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Knives seem to feel the best in her hands. An old blade she generally keeps sheathed at her thigh, but she also owns a set of extremely thin and very strong blades that were almost spikes. They are kept in a rolled holder that when needed, wraps around her left forearm. For far away work, a crossbow from the rooftops always worked well. She doesn’t care much for guns but owns a small sig sauer she generally keeps in a holster at the small of her back. <br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> She’s quick, quiet and has that air of ‘leave me the hell alone.’ She doesn’t mean to…really. She also has the ability to manipulate certain elements – mostly water and fire working. <br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> She’s quiet and that seems to put her into the category of being a bitch. The way she watched people makes them feel scrutinized. She doesn’t trust easily, but that often helps her in her profession. She puts up a wall in most situations and seems hard to get to know, but really it’s simply a defensive measure she adopted long ago. It honestly wouldn’t take much to find a way to break down that wall…<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Her father died in the wars years ago. Her mother not long after, leaving her an orphan in a clan that didn’t care to bring up other’s children in lean times. She made her way through though and was mostly cared after by an elder. Once she reached those trying years she was a little too wild for anyone to care for. She became good at theft, sleight of hand and use of weapons. Women were not doing such things back then and her presence was sought after by those needing a woman to infiltrate certain situations. Luckily she was pretty enough to find her way into the presence of her targets - most who wanted nothing more than to get her clothes off… They often found their eagerness rewarded by the twist of a blade and a few more coins in her purse.&lt;/spoiler&gt;<br><br><strong>Video:</strong> Ok...I had never been asked this one before and I'd thought about it on and off now and over the past two days I just can't choose between several of Tricky's songs. This one fits her attitude a bit more (and I love the movie). The song isn't <em>really</em> indicative of her, but here you go...<br>Replacement Killers - She makes me wanna die - Tricky- Mix (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zX4unWBNbRA#)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BitterSweet</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 21:38:10</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Zero</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Zero<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> Older than his meat suit looks.<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Demon. He’s a bodiless creature in reality, a half-seen flicker of shadow and smoke.&nbsp; He exists in the City by wearing a ‘meat suit’ – by possessing unfortunate mortals.&nbsp; The brutal strength, unnatural speed and inhuman endurance Zero has is due to his possession of the human flesh, but eventually they break down, wear out, or just plain get boring. When that happens Zero moves on.&nbsp; He can release control over the body he's in, allowing the human mind to come forth but rarely does so. <sub>Note: I will not be possessing PCs without express permission from their player.</sub><br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <div class="floatright">(http://jerzygirl45.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/jason-momoa-29.jpg)</div>He’s got that animal magnetism going for him, a kind of dark handsomeness, and shiny white teeth when he smiles, wears leather and denim and knives and tattoos.&nbsp; His poor meat suit was a college boy, once, but after the fights and the tattoos, you can’t tell now.<br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Anything that doesn’t run away fast enough.&nbsp; In other words, ommisexual.&nbsp; Really, anything, but animals are pretty boring – they don’t feel guilty.<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> He’s run with the Brothers in the past (it’s a natural impulse) and done some dirty work for the Gravediggers because there’s some things even the diggers don’t want to get their hands dirty for.&nbsp; Zero’s mostly been a free agent, staying beneath the radar of the powerful, managing to mostly avoid becoming chum in a city full of sharks.&nbsp; It’s a tricky balance and maybe it’s time to hook up with someone else for awhile.<br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Soldier, procurer and bookie.&nbsp; And a pimp.&nbsp; He’s done a little whoring himself, because sex for money is a great way to make someone else feel dirty and wrong.&nbsp; He’s never dealt in souls because that puts you right under the King of the Crossroads and he’s a scary, hard-ass bastard.<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> He likes up close and personal when someone breathes their last so he’s got a nasty set of knives, good for magic creatures and mortal alike.&nbsp; He can use a broadsword or a warhammer to crack heads but that’s only when there’s a riot – and he has a FNP90 for those days when he wants to turn someone into sauce.&nbsp; Possession - he can posses people and make them harm themselves or others.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Zero knows where it’s at – whether it’s an illegal shipment of magic arrowheads, or a whore for very particular … tastes, he can find a lead to get the goods.&nbsp; He’s worked as a bookie, taking bets on everything from horses to human ponies to whether this ‘end of the world’ really is or not (2012 is going to be a bust, in his opinion).&nbsp; He’s got a few ‘friends’ and fingers in a few pies and that gives him a bit of a heads-up when something important is going on or when something interesting is coming to the city.&nbsp; In the Fallen, he worked mostly as an extortionist and a fence, busting kneecaps and selling stolen dragon’s blood.&nbsp; He’s got a demon’s talent for negotiation and a good sense of when to play nice before turning nasty and knows how to run the numbers.&nbsp; He has a range of demonic talents; curse-mongering, a nose for someone wanting to sin (and figuring out the sin they’re looking for), the ability to inflict pain with a touch, and an unpleasant sensitivity to the truly pure, to sacred ground and to holy water.&nbsp; He can possess others, moving from body to body with a touch, though he prefers to stick with one favorite 'meat suit' at a time - his possession leaves the victim open to his influence, even after he's left their body - a back door, as it were.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Zero isn’t a nice guy, but that’s what you get with a demon.&nbsp; He likes to push other people’s boundaries, make them cross lines they’d never imagined they could, then beg for more.&nbsp; In some ways, he’s easy going for a demon, never been high enough in the Pit to get too ambitious, happy enough to be in the City where he can run a little wild.&nbsp; He looks for the weak and the vulnerable, loves it when he can dirty up someone pure and sweet.&nbsp; Maybe that’s envy – it’s been a long time since he was clean.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> He managed to crawl out of the Pit a while back and that’s the most important thing he’s got going for him.&nbsp; Running with the Fallen was natural enough, and he didn’t make too many enemies there – but, demons … they’re never your friends.&nbsp; He had a little crew of his own, extorting chump change from the beastly freaks in animal town but that fell apart and he’s been on his own.<br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong> Warren Zevon:Mr. Bad Example (http://youtu.be/xfMg8xyLy7U)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DomShark</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 22:56:12</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Jugo Kiyaburo</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Jugo Kiyaburo<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 632<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Ancient Vampire<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GMNt55T4EU4/TTb3-18KTOI/AAAAAAAAA_M/GHLeexcW3Ag/s1600/NoHea.Kyo.jpg)</div><strong>Appearance:</strong> Known for having expensive taste and almost obsessively following trends. At his age, all things seem realitive and this is how he keeps himself grounded in when and where he is. The only thing he possesses that isn't ritualistically replaced is his Katana that he carries with him everywhere, as ancient and well preserved as he is himself.<br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Straight for sex, but will feed on either gender. Rare and exotic blood preferred.<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> Kiyaburo Brotherhood <br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Leitenant Commander for The Brothers Fallen. He commands what was once his gang under the high leadership of The Brothers. With hundreds of loyal soldiers at his command, he weilds great power, but is still dancing to someone else's fiddle.<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Onin- The six century old blade that his father gave to him when he went to fight in a war by the same name. He is highly skilled in kendo and bushido, and his vampiric abilities certainly don't hinder such a skill.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Foreign connections allow him to trade in various vices. Drugs, weapons, women, Jugo knows where to buy for a nickle and where to sell for a dime. He's not an excellent marksman, but he has plenty of sharp shooting mortals who would bleed for him, in more ways than one.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Jugo is cold and calculating, constantly weighing countless scenarios in his mind in any given situation. He's also paranoid, a dozen lifetimes spent looking over one's shoulder will do that. He's also romanticized his brief mortal life beyond recognition and is often given to fits of self loathing and self pity. He can fly into a rage just as quickly, even his oldest and most trusted advisors choose their words carefully.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Born during the Sengoku Period in sixteenth century feudal Japan (or equivalent foreign nation), Jugo lived his entire mortal life striving to be a great Samurai and serve the Lord as his father had done. He trained and studied the art and science of warfare diligently, joining the military as soon as he was able. Despite his wishes, he was trained further for several years before seeing combat, but by the time he was eighteen he got his shot. At first it was terrifying, the blood, the screams the carnage. But he had no choice but to embrace it, war was his destiny. After several battles, Jugo earned reputation and honor by showing great bravery.<br><br>After a great victory in the Battle of Kawanakajima, the Lord gave Jugo an audience, in order to congratulate him in person. That meeting was when the curtain fell on a world that was beyond Jugo's imagination. The Lord revealed that he was a creature of the night, the living dead, a vampire who lived off the blood of humans. At first Jugo was afraid, like the first time he saw the battlefield, but The Lord reassured him that he was not prey, instead, as recompence for his valor, the Lord would share his rareified, ancient blood and grant the gift of life everlasting.<br><br>There was more training after that, or at least that's what war felt like after Jugo shuffled off his mortal coil. Killing humans was no longer terrifying or even thrilling, it was too easy and quickly became a chore. Instead Jugo set his sights on the Lord, staging a daytime assassination on his own Maker. After that, Jugo took control of the Lord's army and withdrew them from the conflict.<br><br>Centuries later, Jugo controlled one of the most lucrative crime families in the Eastern Realm, but it brought him no pleasure. He had friends, allies, loyal minions, but nothing gave him that same primal sensation that he knew from his time as a human. When he heard of Middle City, Jugo was eager to establish a foothold for his crew.<br><br>Importing an army of loyal soldiers and sex workers, Jugo worked fast to corner the Sin market within the foreign community. Naturally, it was only a matter of time before he stepped on some toes. The first time he heard of The Brothers Fallen, it was written in the blood of six of his subordinates, one of whom had also been a vampire. The girls had been ripped literally into shreds and the blood was so thick on the floor that it soaked into his socks. At last, Jugo felt something again: Respect.<br><br>It was easy to broker a peace, especially when Jugo gave himself, his abilities and his men over to The Fallen. In return, they merely gave him room to operate.<br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong> I think Masaru is my favorite...<br>JAPANESE RAP STA -ON BOOT STREET- (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7H14nuSdE8w#)</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Ai Chan</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Ai<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 422<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Red Dragon (Fire Elemental)<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Roughly one and a half tons.<br>(http://warriorcatzluvmediofficial.webs.com/photos/Dragons-of-the-Mountains/14851red-dragon.jpg)<br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Let's just say, it's never been an issue.<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> Kiyaburo Brotherhood <br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Owner, operator and head of security for The Red Dragon Casino and Jugo's main enforcer.<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Devouring. Or sometimes it's fun to bite them in half and leave their legs standing there. Fire if there are a lot of them.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Flight, size, did I mention fire breathing? She can communicate telepathically with those that she chooses to or those that have special affinity toward her specie.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Ai has a tendency to be shy and defensive around strangers, but to those she's comfortable with see a demure and almost tender side of Ai Chan. She's insecure about her size and compensates for that by trying to maintain the grace and humble dignity of a good Japanese woman. Fiercely protective of Jugo and his interests, she only wishes that she could please him with more than just her strength.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> During Jugo's first few centuries of Undeath, he explored China with his loyal army at his back. They heard tales of a monastary high in the most impassible mountains of Tibet, defended by scores of men and even, supposedly a few fully grown dragons. Hungry for power, Jugo lay siege to the alpine stronghold of the dragons.<br><br>The resistance was mighty and many lives were lost. Though The Kiyaburos had hoped to steal the dragons away once all the humans were dead, the dragons fought down to each of their last breaths to avenge their fallen protectors. That sort of loyalty was more precious than any other ability that the dragons possessed. Ai was only a few days old when The Kiyaburo Brotherhood killed all of her realatives, but she was spared and taken by her Master.<br><br>Though Ai knew that she was a prisoner, spared only by the mercy of her captor, she found her new Master to be quite fascinating. He had wealth, power and people who would follow him, and he always treated her kindly, calling her 'Ai-Chan' and feeding her small bits of human flesh. Master fed on humans as well, though not their flesh. As she grew older, Ai developed romantic feelings toward Jugo.<br><br>Of course, those feelings were unrequited, and have been through centuries of times spent together. Yet none of that stops her from hoping, wishing for a way that she could make herself please him romantically. As things are, she has had plenty of success pleasing him in other ways, by spilling the blood of others.<br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong> Just for fun, right?<br>Everlast "Melody" (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gFXdVHZ6PJM#ws)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>summoner2183</strong> on <strong>04-04-2012, 23:26:03</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Rutilus</div><div class="spoiler_body">Name: Rutilus<br><br>Age: 29<br><br>Race: Centaur<br><br>Appearance: Rutilus looks like the average centaur, but the only difference is that he likes to keep his brown hair neatly trimmed. He also wears padded leather armor with a bit of chain mail and bulletproof vest under it.<br><br>Sexual Preference: Heterosexual<br><br>Former Gang: The Unleashed due to some... issues some of the higher ups in the gang has with him and his attitude towards others. He has just recently become a free agent, though he still keeps does jobs discreetly former his former Gang. He also does some side jobs for the Maidenhood as well as the Gravediggers at some point though he found them to be a bit surly and gruff for his tastes. But he has been really looking forward to belonging to a group again someday.<br><br>Gang Position: Ambassador, Healer<br><br>Weapon of Choice: Although he is a healer and an ambassador, he also knows that he has to defend himself. That is why he always carries throwing knives and a dagger, as well as an extendable staff that he slings on his back. He also has the bow, which all centaurs have, and while he is averse to guns, he carries a Heckler and Koch Mark 23 pistol.<br><br>Additional Skills: He is very talented in being a negotiator as he always knows the right thing to say. He is also a bit of prodigy in the art of healing, and is able to heal people using half the amount of mana compared to anyone, and is able to brew healing potions rather effortlessly.<br><br>Personality: Rutilus is quite a friendly person, eager to help out to boost the relationships between his faction and usually turns a blind eye at whatever enmities his faction has for others. He is also compassionate towards the people who are hurt, and being a healer he does not discriminate about the people that he heals. The only thing that makes him a little uncomfortable is that how hypocritical some of the factions of the city were, and he finds himself rather angry at what they do.<br><br>Bio: Rutilus has always been part of the herd that was the Unleashed. At first he was trained in the art of killing as all centaur were, but as time goes by the leader of the Unleashed noticed that he was quite adept in soothing some rather frayed tempers that sometimes run in the herd. And that wasn't just with the centaur members of the herd... but others as well. He also noticed that Rutilus was quite a prodigy in healing and potion making from one of his chief healers, and that soon made him think about the role he wanted Rutilus to have. One day, Rutilus was summoned before the leader, and to the surprise... and a bit of his pride he was named one of the ambassadors of the Unleashed as well as Assistant Chief Healer to his gang.<br><br>Theme Song (optional): </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Urbanzorro</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 06:05:23</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aunnel (Demon)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://bellabling.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/gallery_main-gaspard-ulliel-photos06.jpg?w=497)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Aunnel <br><strong>Age:</strong> Unknown (Very Old)<br><strong>Race:</strong> Demon <br><strong>Appearance </strong> Despite how attractive he appears, Aunnel's true appearance (http://th01.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2011/120/9/c/bloodletter_by_dyingquasar-d3f89tg.jpg) is much more terrifying. He takes on his true form when he is in combat or he wishes to intimidate someone. <br><strong>Sexual Preference: </strong>Prefers Females but will accept most partners who catch his eye.<br><strong>Former Gang: </strong>The Brothers Fallen<br><strong>Gang Position: </strong>The vast wealth of knowledge that comes with his age allows him to serve as an adviser while his talent(and taste) for violence also allow him to operate very well as killer of others. (Assassin/Strategic Advisor)<br><strong>Weapons of Choice:</strong><br><span class="bbc_u">Demon Physiology: </span>As a demon Aunnel is much stronger, faster, and capable of enduring&nbsp; larger amounts of harm than anyone his size should naturally be able to. <br><span class="bbc_u">‘Hellblade’ (http://www.danscottart.com/Images/WH_ChaosSword_H.jpg): </span>An ancient blade that is nearly as old as he is. Aunnel’s sword was forged in places best left unmentioned. It’s blade never dulls and is easily capable of cutting through nearly any armor. <br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong><br><span class="bbc_u">Form Shift:</span> Aunnel can change his body’s shape to present nearly any image so long as it is roughly the same size and shape as he is. This allows him to make himself as attractive as he wishes when he wants to communicate with others without causing fear. <br><span class="bbc_u">Teleport:</span> Aunnel is capable of teleporting short distances with some effort. Usually this is no further than the distance from one side of the room to another and if done too many times in too short a space of time this ability can be quite exhausting. <br><span class="bbc_u">Cultists/Worship:</span> The worship of others has always increased Aunnel’s strength and as such he tries to actively maintain a cult of simple minded people to worship him. From time to time these cultists can be seen following him around or simply lingering in his house. <br><span class="bbc_u">Seductive:</span>&nbsp; Through a combination of his ability to appear to others as he wishes to, and simple practice over countless years Aunnel can be very seductive when he wants to be. Whether he uses this skill to create a cult of worshipers for himself or simply to get into the pants of the girl at the end of the bar is entirely dependent on the situation.<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Sarcastic, pitiless, mocking… All these words can be used to describe Aunnel his primary motivator seems to be his own entertainment. Normally he views mortals as little more than pets or simple sources of amusement. Though on occasion throughout history he has grown attached to some mortals and seen fit to ensure that they live long and prosperous lives if for no other reason that to simply enjoy their company. <br><strong>Bio:</strong> Aunnel came into existence some time long before the world’s current age. Through out the years he’s been worshiped as a god by primitive tribes, he’s possessed kings and royalty, and he’s even spent time acting as a ‘guardian devil’ to a common street beggar. He’s done these things because they amused him and because he could. <br><br>He entered Middle City under the service of The Brothers Fallen when on of their sorcerers, quite by accident, summoned him while attempting to summon a succubus. The man’s lack of skill in the magical arts was in fact the only reason that Aunnel was eventually able to escape. Given that the spell cast over him only required to obey the sorcerer’s words instead of his actual intent. So he bided his time for several months until the right moment arrived. And… well there are so many different ways to interpret the phrase “Set me free from these chains.” And with his former ‘master’ now set free from his mortal chains Aunnel was free to leave The Brothers Fallen. Since then he has set about exploring Middle City and attempting to find the proper way to get back at those who had seen fit to impose their will upon him. <br><strong>Theme Song:</strong> The Rolling Stones - Sympathy For The Devil -HQ (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vBecM3CQVD8#noexternalembed-ws)<br></div></div><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Tork (Orc)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://th03.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2010/294/7/e/orc_by_kanaru92-d318umo.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Tork <br><strong>Age:</strong> 24<br><strong>Race:</strong> Orc<br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Heterosexual <br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> None<br><strong>Gang Position: </strong>Tork is able to act as an upper level enforcer, but often works best when he can use his talents for sowing fear and creating chaos to their fullest extent meaning that often he finds himself using terror tactics and sneak attacks to achieve his goals. He is also able to build a large number of devices though they might not always work as he originally planned. (Enforcer/Guerilla Fighter/Weapon smith)<br><strong>Weapons of Choice:</strong><br><span class="bbc_u">Custom Shotgun (http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/159/2/0/40K_Ripper_Gun_by_VenomsEdge.jpg):</span> Like all of his weapons Tork’s shotgun is custom made by him for himself. It is not very accurate but and relies on being fully automatic to make up for this. Perhaps more importantly the shotgun is extremely sturdy, possessing very few moving parts, and can easily be used as a club in close combat without suffering any damage to itself. <br><span class="bbc_u">Mr. Stabhappy (http://images.wikia.com/fallout/images/6/68/Trench_knife.png):</span> A large knife that Tork made for himself, great for silently picking off an enemy.<br><span class="bbc_u">Explosives, Traps, n’ Snares:</span> An assortment of equipment useful for creating all kinds of booby-traps and bombs. This also includes several homemade grenades of various types. (Such as smoke, flash bang, fragmentation, and pretty much anything else Tork could come up with) <br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong><br><span class="bbc_u">Sneaky Sneaky:</span> Tork is good at avoiding being seen, heard, or otherwise detected. <br><span class="bbc_u">Tough as Nails: </span>Tork is very tough, even for an orc, and can easily shrug off even the most ridiculous of injuries with little or no medical attention. <br><strong>Personality:&nbsp; </strong>Tork is very proud of himself (and his species) and can often come off as being cocky. But he tends to make up for it by also being extremely loyal to his friends and allies. <br><strong>Bio:</strong> Tork was born in a small orc slum on the outskirts of Middle City. There, as any good orc should, he learned to love to fight, drink, cause havoc, and then fight and drink some more! By the time he was 22 he’d grown tired of his little neighborhood and decided to head into the city to see what kind of fun he could get himself into.<br><br>Over the past two years Tork has earned himself a small reputation as reliable muscle provided that you have the cash to get him on your side…But after a bad run in with The Light of Dawn, he’s been laying low while trying to find a steadier situation.<br><strong>Theme Song:</strong> I couldn't resist<br>Oh No You Didn't ( Mercenaries 2 Full Theme Song with Subs/Lyrics) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=38ks0aNRz6M#)<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheVariableX</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 09:07:27</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Charisma Fairchild (Angel)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://thumb.dumparump.com/453/3BaNb3o.jpg)<br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>But... you know, with wings.</em></span></div> </div><strong>Name:</strong> Charisma Fairchild<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 25<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Angel<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong>&nbsp; Charisma is gorgeous; a pure and flawless classical beauty.&nbsp; Her skin has the color of veinless white marble, being just a touch of grey and pink off true colorlessness.&nbsp; Her face is finely sculpted and even she is occasionally distracted by her own beauty, especially her extremely alluring eyes.&nbsp; Her hair is dyed a gentle brown from its natural lustrous blonde.&nbsp; Charisma's wings are large and formed of white feathers. <br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Prefers strong alpha male bad boy types.&nbsp; She likes her men rough, almost violent, and sometimes more than one at a time.&nbsp; She will sleep with women when instructed, and might make out with another woman to attract a man, as if it would be needed.&nbsp; She is an exhibitionist.&nbsp; She is also working on being submissive sexually, but most of her recent boyfriends have just held her down and pounded her into submission, which isn't quite what she is dreaming of.<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> No prior gang affiliation, though she will have been seen in many different gang hangouts, usually lounging against some thugs car or being pumped full of alcohol.<br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Charisma's most potent gift is the ability to heal others with a laying of hands.&nbsp; She is employed as a nurse, finds work as a nude model for projects of artistic integrity.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Aside from her healing magic and a few night classes of self defense, she could probably spray and pray with a sub machine gun, but she isn't a fighter.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Healing touch, flight, knowledge of hospitals and modern medicine commensurate with her training as a nurse, Daddy's demon lawyer on speed dial.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> <em>I'm going to wait on this.&nbsp; </em>&nbsp; Kind hearted, aloof, attracted to self-destruction.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Charisma was raised in a good home, and a religious one.&nbsp; Her rich parents sent her to a good college, but her innate ability to heal made her a bit lazy, and instead of graduating as a doctor to please her parents, she settled on becoming a nurse.&nbsp; Charisma enjoys her job, and enjoys healing people.&nbsp; She used to do a lot of charity work and was an upstanding if naive member of the angel community.&nbsp; She doesn't say what happened, but at some point Charisma developed a lusting for big cock and controlling men.&nbsp; She flew from one bad boyfriend to another, and most had various gang ties.&nbsp; Charisma has gone beyond flirting with bad boys from the wrong side of town and is now in a noticeable downward spiral.<br><br>One of her most recent boyfriends is the satyr Nick Voss.&nbsp; At first Charisma enjoyed her time with the bestial man, and he seemed happier having her hanging off him (often literally).&nbsp; She enjoyed making love with him, and sometimes rubbing her low-class boyfriend in her parents face, but it was obvious Charisma was only interested in his physical traits, and Nick grew frustrated and bitter.&nbsp; His anger eventually split them apart, but besides hostile words it was an incident free split.&nbsp; <br><br>Charisma's current boyfriend, Zero, is a real demon.&nbsp; They have only been together a few weeks, but Charisma hasn't strayed in that time which is saying something.<br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong> To be decided</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ironwolf85</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 19:58:20</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Ayr Fairfang</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br><strong>Name:</strong> Ayr Fairfang<br><strong>Age:</strong> 173<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Archon, Angel subspecies<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> (http://i1232.photobucket.com/albums/ff375/Zwraith/For%20RP/1165303958_half_jace_houndarchon.jpg)<br>http://i1232.photobucket.com/albums/ff375/Zwraith/For%20RP/1165303958_half_jace_houndarchon.jpg (http://i1232.photobucket.com/albums/ff375/Zwraith/For%20RP/1165303958_half_jace_houndarchon.jpg) He has a thing for leather and military gear when not dressed up for somthing offical.<br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Bisexual, humanoid only<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> Light of Dawn<br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Weapons-smith, Consilari, Pimp, Trainer.<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> preferring his custom designed Light Machine Gun named "Invictus" and uses a combat knife as a secondary, his ability as an arms master also means he can pickup and use most weapons with relitive ease.<br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> <em>"A Lawyer with his briefcase can steal more in a single day than a hundred men with guns"</em><br>Due to his former gang affilation he knows both how to play the system like a harp. Ayr knows how to work over an officer, politican, or police chief, he knows what palms to grease, how much, and with what. He has a great mind for market control, and knowing where to hit to cause the most damage. like all Angelic subspecies he has a gift for magical healing, and while it is underdeveloped, it makes him a decent field medic. He also has great skill at forging blades, building and modifying firearms<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> outwardly he presents a romantic philopher, someone with a casual approach to sexuality, who is friendly, and always the life of the party, but behind the image his mind is constantly turning, analyizing, assessing. He is terrifying to behold in a firefight a ruthlessness he revels in, once the guns start blazing his goal is to kill as many "enemies" as possable.<br>Dispite all this he has a soft spot for "civs" or civilans, and does not kill those few he sees as "innocent" those who have no place in the violent ruthless underworld of this city.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Archons are known for being more "realistic" and methodical in their apporach to life, and Ayr is no exception, growing up on the mortal plane in a military family when the wars ended in a stalemate his father was livid, and took out that rage on Ayr. When the entire family structure "imploded" the Light of Dawn provided the family structure he needed, and he started in the high class "escort services" and from there moved up to running that perticular branch of service, it was illegal work, but it was work. His love of weapons and armor was a luxury his high class lifestyle and large paycheck afforded him. this came to a close when he observed a Light of Dawn member pushing psych-drugs to a group of teens.<br>He promptly beat the Janni in question to death with his sidearm, and Light of Dawn "management" just as promptly let him hang out to dry for it. In prision he hardened up, and learned how to minuplate the system, famiously stabbing a demonic inmate in the neck for a racial slur, and yet still managed to convince the board of corrections to release him early on good behavior.<br>he's out now, and having only skills that work as either a lawyer or in the underworld, he chose the more honest profession and joined a gang.<br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong> Europa-Globus<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CarnivalOfTheGoat</strong> on <strong>06-04-2012, 10:53:00</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Deejay</div><div class="spoiler_body">Name: DJ...Which those closest to her know is for "Drowning Jenny" rather than "Disk Jockey"<br><br>Age: Appears to be somewhere in her late teens, in human years, but her point of view betrays at least several decades of consciousness as an elemental...Not all of it contiguous.<br><br>Race: Water elemental/Nixie<br><br>Appearance: Appears to be a humanoid female with delicate, somewhat elfin features in her late teens...Who is composed entirely of water. She often goes about almost completely covered, damp gloves and boots and clinging clothing, even a gossamer veil over her face that clings moistly and shows every attractive contour, but in the rain, or in the presence of relatively pure water, it is likely to all come off as she absorbs her element, letting the silt and muck of the city slide from her.<br><br>(http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1xiy7XFVF1r9tnh2o1_r1_1280.jpg)<br>( Art by S@e, from http://pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&amp;illust_id=13232953 (http://pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&amp;illust_id=13232953) )<br><br>(Wow, frequently-inaccessible website is frequently inaccessible. Uploaded the image to tumblr for when Japan is too busy to respond to U.S. image requests.)<br><br>Sexual Preference: Any and all are welcome. &lt;--- I'll just leave this part here.<br><br>Former Gang: A member of the Maidenhood for some time...Now hunted and on the run.<br><br>Gang Position: She has fulfilled the roles of both a button-man and a spy, and is not averse to earning coin on the side from those who find her exoticism interesting.<br><br>(Kind of working off of Sila's brief note about the Maidenhood fearing her power)<br>The Maidenhood has access to a wide variety of fay magics, but their big guns have always been empowered elementals. Fire, water, earth, air... None of them care how many bullets pass through them. Magical rounds, those matter, and magical blades as well, and of course their own hostile elements...But how many people run around town with expensively ensorcelled rounds in the chamber? Not that many. So inexplicable house fires, drownings, sudden collapses, or just plain suffocation claimed the lives of quite a few people who might otherwise have stood in the Maidenhood's way.<br><br>Apparently, someone of late has noticed that.<br><br>More than one elemental working in the Maidenhood has suddenly 'gone rogue', and been destroyed or driven out. Mistrust and wariness in the gang have grown almost overnight...And yet the elementals have claimed innocence. Rumors have circulated that new bonds, new ensorcelments... Call them what you like, but new CHAINS...were being prepared for the untrustworthy, unpredictable, and highly volatile beings.<br><br>Just rumors, but if you treat people as if they're untrustworthy, they will turn on you, sooner or later.<br><br>Little Deejay has always been rather unassuming, compared to some of the salamandrettes and the djinni whose forms encompass such obvious power. And she's made it well known that she's not erratic IF she gets good water...Not the most difficult of requests to fulfill. She's rarely caused trouble, and she didn't believe the rumors...<br><br>...And then last night she walked into one safe-house to report a successful assassination, and instead found another. Caileen, the fay lieutenant responsible for Maidenhood operations in the entire seventeenth ward of the city, freshly drowned on her office floor and the rug saturated with murky water.<br><br>Caileen's corpse was still faintly warm. <br><br>Deejay stared at the body of her boss -- and, she had liked to think, her friend -- for long minutes, all the rumors stirring in her head, dragging down her own internal wailing that she was innocent.<br><br>And then there were voices on the stairs, breaking into her trembling awareness.<br><br>She fled out onto the open balcony in the rain, dived half a dozen stories to splash in the street. Flowed, ran, merged with the filthy water torrenting through the city's storm drains until she almost had lost herself.<br><br>Who would believe her?<br><br>Who had <em>set her up?!</em><br><br>Weapon of Choice: Water. Beware her kiss when she really means it.<br><br>Additional Skills: Can shape water (think in terms of 'water-bending' from Avatar) in numerous ways, even firming its surface to allow others to walk on it. Can go anywhere about fifteen or so gallons of water can go...<br><br>Personality: At her best, DJ is bubbly, even sparkling, a girl with an effervescent character, but she certainly has dark, hidden depths, stagnant with suppressed hatred and deep currents of rage. She is a difficult girl to pin down -- except when she wants to be. For reasons which should be eminently apparent, she isn't terribly fond of dirt and grime, and she utterly hates and loathes uncontrolled fire.<br><br>Bio: DJ (Certainly not her real name) was summoned to the city by one of the dark wizards of the Brothers Fallen, bound with magic to be a slave...A role which entailed muchly what she does now for the Maidenhood, but with much less choice in the matter of her victims or her company. It was the Maidenhood who rescued her, unintentionally, and she has been loyal since. She is a fickle creature, alternately playful and lethal, delighting in the dark and hedonistic pleasures of the city and cursing its impurity. She has been known to say that the only pure water here falls from the sky, or from the hands of priests. Her mood does seem to vary somewhat with how murky the water that contains her spirit is -- she's most pleasant and thoughtful when she's had some time in fresh rain, and as she becomes darker with the city's own silty water, the dust and dreck that she absorbs when she forgets and lets her self touch the world around her without intervening cloth, she becomes steadily more bitter, vicious, and nasty. This is predictable enough that occasionally the Maidenhood makes effort to procure fresh water simply to keep her, if not 'controlled', then at least pacified and less abruptly dangerous.<br><br>Theme Song (optional):<br>306 - Emilie Autumn (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pYl5nbkYxTA#)&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br><br>Some Explanatory Numerology: Between April of 1795 and September of 1801, three-hundred and six bodies were pulled from the river Seine in Paris. The highest number found in one day was sixteen. One of these bodies was the young girl known as L'Inconnue de la Seine whose identity was never discovered, but whose death mask became one of the most popular and beautiful faces of its time, one which was reproduced until recently as the face of the CPR practice dummy "Resuscitation Annie".<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Metalzephyr</strong> on <strong>09-04-2012, 06:36:00</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Nick Voss (Satyr)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://i1232.photobucket.com/albums/ff375/Zwraith/For%20RP/Nick.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Nick Voss<br><br><strong>Age: </strong>31<br><br><strong>Race:</strong>&nbsp; Satyr.<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> (Add Ram Horns to just behind temples on picture) While some satyrs are short weedy gits, Nick is one of the larger breed. Standing at nearly 7', he is appears largely to be a very muscular human male. The thick ribbed horns that curl from behind his temples, their dull tips curling away from his head, much like a Ram's. His face is otherwise that of a handsome man, but not strikingly so. Otherwise, the only thing that classifies him as a 'sub-human' are his legs, backward bent and with thick fur from the top of his thighs to several inches above his cloven hooves. A scowl usually darkens his features, which helps him cut a very physically intimidating figure. He often dresses much like a bouncer, or enforcer, but when he has the option, fine suits are by far his favourite thing to wear.<br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Heterosexual. Dominant, and very physical. Also, Satyr, you can guess what his appetites are like.<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> The Unleashed.<br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Enforcer. Whether used for actual raids or hits, or just kept as a visible reminder of the gang's physical threats, he has been locked into this role based on his appearances.<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Brass knuckles / horns. Anything that hits hard and he can use his momentum and physical strength for. Occasionally throws on more exotic fist weapons when occasion calls for it.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Businessman and planner. Nick isn't always the most smooth talker, or best at convincing others to see his way with words alone, but he has a remarkable head for business and setting out long term plans. Very intelligent, but often underestimated because of his race and size.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> A very smart individual currently frustrated by the limitations others put on him. Generally very serious, but can find humour in terribly morbid or odd events. When he isn't stormy and broody, likely to be very dangerous, as things are going according to plan.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong>&nbsp; Born and raised on a farm, Nick was valued only for his strength. But in his spare time, he read voraciously, and when he was 17, gathered his things, and left the farm, headed for the big city. He quickly found employment as a bar bouncer at a dive in Middle City, and spent most of his wage and free time on educating himself about business. His reputation for physical capability got around quickly, and a member of the Unleashed offered him more than triple what he was being paid to work for them when he was 18. Since then he has worked for them, patiently educating himself when he could, and investing what money he made in bettering his mind. He has primarily been an enforcer during raids by and against other gangs, or alternatively as eye-candy/intimidation for various bosses in the gang's 'courts' and events. Despite gaining a reputation for competency, the Centaur bosses of the Unleashed aren't interested in the sort of ideas Nick has been trying to get them to agree to for the past decade. He has been attempting, with no success, to convince them to let him run a legitimate nightclub/bar, and use a legitimate cover to better do business in areas the gang normally cannot access due to their 'sub-human' image. The leadership would prefer to focus on their drugrunning and production, and generally rejecting 'proper' society. Nick wants to use 'proper' society, not become it, but assumptions about his intelligence, capabilities, and the direction of the gang, prevented his ideas from taking hold.<br><br>While still young for a Satyr, Nick has decided he has had enough, and quit the gang. Their initial reaction was hostile, but it became clear quickly that he was more trouble to eliminate than to ignore after he took out their hitmen on three separate occasions. He doesn't hold a grudge for that, seeing it as just doing business. He has admitted his idea make not work for now, but he wants to be in a gang that doesn't ignore his mental strength, and is at least open to some of his ideas.<br><br>The Satyr has had a variety of relationships, most only periodic and very sexual. In his early days in the city he went through a few fairly successful serious relationships, but as his relation to the gang soured, so did the relationships. In the last five years especially, he has had fewer long term relations, with most ending on very bitter notes. One in particular, Charisma Fairchild, was a high point. Nick's frustration and bitterness were alleviated at first when he was with her. But her only interest was his physical traits, which given his other frustrations, began to grate on him, and his anger bled into the relationship, souring it for both of them. The two-week relationship ended with angry barbed words, but no serious blows. Since then he has actively avoided relationships more serious than the occasional fuck, but has already started to mellow now that he is out of the Unleashed.<br><br><strong>Vehicle:</strong> Extra reinforced motorcycle, a real hog of a machine. Modified to support someone of his size and be usable by a hooved rider, it's loud, low, and with enough saddlebag space to pack a pretty hefty arsenal. Due to his history as a member of the Unleashed, also contains a handful of hidden compartments far from the hottest sections of the bike, for drug storage.<br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Battery, Metallica &nbsp;(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OHIEO1_0Ulo#)</div></div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vergil1989</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 02:48:52</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong>&nbsp; Demona, The Pleasure Fiend<br><br><strong>Age:</strong>&nbsp; 6000 years old<br><br><strong>Race:</strong>&nbsp; Full fledged, fully formed succubus.&nbsp; (Details to follow.&nbsp; Hint, think Constantine.)<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong>&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images.wikia.com/iostyss/images/e/e4/Leto~.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Bisexual<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong>&nbsp; The Maidenhood<br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong>&nbsp; The Ambassador/the Drug Alchemist.&nbsp; Her advanced age has allowed her to learn much about modern drugs and her powers as a succubus allow her to work nearly anyone over into seeing things her way.&nbsp; Nearly anyone....<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong>&nbsp; Her body alone is all the weapon she needs.&nbsp; Even so, she has a rather wicked fetish for whips and chains and the skill to employ them with deadly efficiency should she ever need to.&nbsp; Normally she uses such weapons during her 'playtime', but regardless she also has two jeweled daggers on her slender hips, loving to see the life leave her prey's eyes when she's right in their faces.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong>&nbsp; <em>You'd be surprised how much a skilled hooker can learn from clients while in the throes of passion.&nbsp; So it should come as no surprise how much I learn to use to my advantage in just one night.</em><br>Demona, also known as the Pleasure Fiend, is one of the few true succubi that haven't had to force their way into a human host to work her particular brand of hellish magic as so many other demons have before her.&nbsp; There's a reason for that but for now, know that she can shape shift to any female or near female form she wishes, can employ a variety of drugs for various effects for the pleasure of her clients who she 'negotiates' with for the Maidenhood, and has power over pheromones from both men and women alike, regardless of sexual experience or lack there of.&nbsp; Her fangs in her upper lip and the stinger in her whip like tail also holds a potent aphrodisiac venom that in men forces the production of semen to almost unbearable levels with just one painless sting/bite which is a conduit for her soul stealing power which in turn feeds her hunger for soul energy when they climax in or on her.&nbsp; She can feed from women as well but it requires more and closer contact to have an equal effect.&nbsp; She doesn't mind though.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong>&nbsp; Demona is the ultimate negotiator, or so many have said.&nbsp; She is utterly charming, alluring, sexually driven, and isn't afraid to speak what is on her mind.&nbsp; She is a demon and has the wisdom and cunning of her species with countless years of experience to fall back on.&nbsp; Few have ever said no to her repeatedly, if at all, and the few that do she finds only the utmost respect as long as they show her the same thing in kind.&nbsp; Intelligent and a very, VERY hands on person, Demona is a force of nature in the underground gang wars that keep the gears of Middle City turning.&nbsp; She's also the grease in many plans that tend to fall through the cracks when opponents try to outwit her or overpower her, only to end up bound in chains and beaten, tortured, and punished in every imaginable way she can think of before having the life sucked out of them one painful/pleasurable climax at a time.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong>&nbsp; Demona was one of the few demons that Constantine, the legendary demon hunter and exorcist had not been able to find or defeat before she had clawed her way out of a human host, making herself physically manifest when she had finally succeeded where others had failed or had been stopped soon after they had.&nbsp; When the start of the end of the world had been thwarted by the man's efforts, she had kept herself as far from him as she could because she was enjoying her time on Earth too much to risk such a confrontation.&nbsp; All that aside, she originally joined the Maidenhood at its founding, and while she could have worked her way to the top, she preferred to be out on the streets, peddling the newest drugs she had created herself, as well as 'negotiating' favorable deals for her sisters in arms with every exotic being she ran into.&nbsp; All that changed when she found someone she couldn't manipulate, the new leader of the Maidenhood after the old one left.&nbsp; She was totally ruthless and uncaring for any of the demon's advances or her ideas, preferring to regulate the succubus's actions to simply fucking everyone the woman wanted her to, pumping them for information as she did.&nbsp; It wasn't that which bothered her because Demona would be the first to admit she was a whore of Hell and she loved every second of sex she could get with any being, regardless of what they were or what their preferences were, (for the most part.)&nbsp; It was the simple fact she'd been discarded like so much trash that got under Demona's supple and soft flesh which was just as malleable as clay.&nbsp; So, one day she decided she had had enough, packed up her lab of goodies, and left it all behind for greener pastures, to put it one way.<br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong>&nbsp; It just popped in there but it fit her so well lol.<br>Garbage - The World Is Not Enough - James Bond, 007 Theme Song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BvOeM1ffGF0#ws)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pink Professional</strong> on <strong>10-04-2012, 10:13:34</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Jack Mason,Lycanthropic Jailbird</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Jack 'Jackyl' Mason.<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> Physically in his mid-twenties. Nearly two Centuries old<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Werewolf (http://fransmensinkartist.deviantart.com/gallery/?offset=144#/d3kff1y) &lt;--Size reference<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> (http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs5/i/2004/326/9/7/Remus_revisted_by_Magsby.jpg)<br><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Mostly attracted to Females, but isn't overtly picky. Prison can do that<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> Currently in Prison, Jack once ran a rather successful fringe gang of smugglers and drug runners. The gang was fairlt sucessful, even catching the attention of both the Brothers fallen and the Maidenhood: Unfortunately, it was the wrong attention: After undercutting the Brotherhood from a rather potent and lucrative drug deal, the demonic institution organised a bust to have the leader of the gang, Jack, imprisoned indefinatly. The plan was complex, and fairly hard to say but it ended when Jack was caught in bed with 4 maidenhood members, showing off his 'animalistic dominance' whilst surrounded by the fresh corpses of 2 of the Brotherhood's finest assassins. Half of the city’s police force were at his door, ready to arrest him. Legends tell how he gave himself up 'once he was done.' The gang disbanded, quickly assimilated by the other gangs. Should He get out, the Lycanthropic gang-member would have a lot of connections<br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> He has experience in being a Gang-leader: But would probably not seek the position again. He makes an excellent fighter, and is a competent drug maker: A jack of several trades. First and foremost though, he is a superb intelligence. He could preform a variety of thinker's roles.<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> In his human form, Jack is a sup-standard fighter. He is stronger than a human physcially, but so are most of the many non-human species. He can fight with both a knife and a handgun to a certain degree. Although he hasn't held one in nearly 10 years. The Lycanthropic transformations has 2 states. He can transform into a half-wolf form, Which means he can show off a tremendous strength. Wielding whatever he can get his hands on as a makeshift weapon. On the other side of the coin, with his full transformation, he IS his own weapon. Sharp, serated claws; Powereful muscles; Razor sharp teeth, Jack becomes a lethal killing machine. His powers wax and wane with the moon. 0 exposure to it makes him weaker physically than most demons. A partial moon has his strength on par or surpassing the demons (Depending on the state of the moon, the further along in the luner cycle, the stronger he is) and, when the full moon is in the sky. His strength reaches tremendous highs. If he so desired, he could break a building apart from a single structural weakness and kill most creatures with relative ease. Unfortunatly, control in that form is practically non-existant. So stratagy is minimal.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> An excellent, charismatic figure. He has good negotiation skills and a lot of contacts in other gangs.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> When you ask Jack about his personality, he'd answer something along the lines of 'A charismatic playboy with glorious taste in all things ever.' Should you ask anyone else, he is an arrogant, self-important womaniser with an ego as big and as dangerous as his lycanthropic form. He is prideful and impulsive, taking as much pride in his appearance as his transformation and even as his intellect. In his human form, he oozes self-control and sophistication. With a plan for every situation<br><br>As Jack embraces more of his Lycanthropic transformation, He'll lose less of the sophistication and self-control and become much more 'wild'. Considering the Lycanthropic part of him has basically developed its own psyche, devoid of the transformation itself: This can translate to a lot of things. It can be the more literal meaning of him being more animalistic and savage in a fight. Or he could simply give into his impulses instantly, letting loose an animalistic man only after his desires.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Jack has been a fixture in the city for a long time. He started out as a human scientist, hired by the very first incarnation of The Light of Dawn to find the secrets of the less human species' genetics. Things like natural weaknesses, aversions to substances...Things that made mythical creatures much easier to kill. Knowledge is power, so if any one group could gain more information than another, controlling the city would much easier. Eventually, the Brother's fallen decided that letting the Light have such an advantage wasn't quite in their best interest. So a pack of hunter demons was sent to bring Jack's research back with him...Along with Jack's head.<br><br>Fate would decree that Jack didn't die that day. He was finishing up the last round of testing when the Brother's hit squad entered his facility. He was testing on the Lycanthropic gene, and knowing that he would die otherwise, he reached a state of desperation. He unleashed every test subject, killing some of the demons but not all of them. Soon, all that separated the man and a rather painful death was an Iron door that would last less than an hour. Jack turned to his only remaining weapon: Science. He injected a concentrated form of the Lycanthropic Venom, as well as a modified version of the Lycanthropic gene. Jack woke up several hours later: Naked, bloody and alive. Having slaughtered every living creature, and whatever else was in the building. He went into hiding, taking on a persona.<br><br>One hundred years later, after all the gangs had long since forgotten about his existence, Jack resurfaced from the shadows, attempting to create his own gang. The story is a tragically short one, ending up with the man in Prison, where he remains even now. During his 100 year exile, he managed to gain a modicum of control over his lycanthropy. He can transform at will, and has the power to control said transformation most of the time, the exception being days surrounding the full moon. And the more of his power he draws on, the more he loses his temporary sanity and control. Sometimes, during times of extreme stress, the lycanthropic side can simply take control, even in human form.<br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong> (Undecided. Working through a short list including <br><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://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fVE8kSM43I&amp;ob=av3e <br><br>Three Days Grace - Animal I Have Become (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqds0B_meys#)<br><br>KAMELOT "Hunter´s Season" (Official Video HD) from POETRY FOR THE POISONED (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJjwMBgDkX8#ws)<br><br>Within Temptation - What Have You Done (feat. Keith Caputo) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gEgXDhiayz4#)<br></div></div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: One Crew to Rule it All - Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Katz</strong> on <strong>11-04-2012, 20:49:36</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Wade Richter - Crazy, human Assassin</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Wade Richter<br><br><strong>Age:</strong> 30<br><br><strong>Race:</strong> Human with alchemical and genetic alterations. Mostly faster regeneration, resistance to pain and faster reflexes.<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Wade doesn't look extraordinary or does anything to make him so. Although he is very lean and muscular many parts of his body are covered in scars.<br><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://www.realbollywood.com/up_images/Ryan-Reynolds155768.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Straight.<br><br><strong>Former Gang:</strong> Been there, done that. He didn't exclusively joined one gang, but sold out his skills for the most bidding.<br><br><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Assassin, also some proficiency in alchemy and weapon smithing.<br><br><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> With no supernatural skill to rely on, Wade trained in nearly all available weapon classes, be it swords, rocket launchers, pistols, sniper or his own body. Although his favorite mode of attack is planting custom made claymores for his target and sniping its head of with a comfortable mile between them.<br><br><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Like said before, he doesn't has supernatural abilities, besides his weapon skills if you want, he relies on alchemy to remedy some of that. Healing potions, narcotics, poison and any other stuff he could use, he is able to make so himself. In combination with his experience in weapons he does like to tinker around... so claymores with silverballs, bullets infused with holy water, demonic blood, garlic or whatever type of enemy he has to fight are nothing exotic for him. With regard to the new economy, he likes to name it that way, he trained himself in computer hacking, making many hits easier, you wouldn't believe what some people write in their mails. While he could probably making easy money with his hacking, he prefers to use it to get intel about targets to kill them, also he has his own, pretty large database about various persons of interests, gangs and current rumors/news. Some people say his insanity helps him to hack into computers, giving him the ability to not only think outside the box, but bashing it in with a baseball bat.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> He's mostly comfortable alone, but is able to work in a team. But he has some quirks, mostly from the myriads of potions he ingested, that make him seem unreliable (if he didn't take another potion against that). Wade has some kind of moral codex, which only does make sense to him, although he seems to bend it around pretty much if he feels like. Having lost his parents to supernaturals he is not very comfortable around any of them, making his finger twitch for his guns and swords. Like an employer once said: <em>"Wade if you only could get that mouth of yours under control..."</em> This refers to his weird humor and character he does like to joke around, only that sometimes his punchlines are literally punches, preferable with a rocket.<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Pretty early in his life Wade lost his parents to supernaturals, foreshadowing his dark later life. Being a orphan on a street with demons, vampires and any other predators he learned to fight for himself very soon. His skill for survival and killing brought him attention from one of the few purely human companies still in business. They trained him to be a hitman and with the following years he only honed his skill in the arts. In addition to physical training he also got a wide drug treatment, always trying to make him better while still remaining human. It was partially successful, but also made him slightly insane, he can't even remember if he had always a split personality (or whatever it really is). Later his employees got killed in the gang wars and so he was alone again, but this time he was one of the predators. Now he's selling out his skills as gun for hire, hitman or anything else which seems fit to his abilities. <br><br><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Creedence Clearwater Revival - Fortunate Son (Battlefield: Bad Company 2 - Vietnam Soundtrack) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQucy_VwcEE#)</div></div></div></div>
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