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Name: Foidre [FOY-dré] Danci
Personality: Sadistic, psychotic, and a masochist. She is unbelievably dangerous and has a tendency to slowly torture others, sometimes without realizing it. They are usually seen as their calmer personality, but even that’s insane. She’ll do anything to make their target feel pain and go insane, even if it dangers her. She is skilled in combat and knowing how to mess with someone, almost like an assassin, but slightly worse. The rest is TBRPD ;)
Appearance: here
Weapon: few knives.
Age(15+): 21
Gender: Female
Status(alive?): I guess you could say that
Others: Angel, technically a demon. I’ll get deeper into it with the roleplay, but basically she was kicked out of her family and decided to try and blend in with the angels.
and I don’t really have a favorite lol

Name: Kampi Forgress
Personality: overall really nervous, fidgety, and closed off. They hate being around others and barely shows any part of his body, often hiding with thick black clothes, masks, and gloves. He will try his best to avoid conversations and any interaction whatsoever, obviously being uncomfortable with it. He will never attend any gatherings or meetings unless he is forced to.
Appearance: here
Weapon: He doesn’t have one, but if he did, it would be a standard hand gun
Age(15+): 17
Gender: Male
Status(alive?): Yup
Others: Werewolf, originally human. At the start of the whole ordeal, humans wanted to see if they could turn themselves into members of the other groups, and Kampi was one of the unfortunate souls subjected to this. It had barely worked and like I said before, I will go deeper in the rp
if this isn’t ok I’ll go ahead and change it :’)

cringy characters but I don’t care

yes, Kamini, yes you are allowed to choose

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Form—
Name: Asuki
Personality: Asuki is as cold and unyielding as death itself. She holds no love for anyone or anything, and has made it clear that she does not interact well with the living. She believes that the dead are wiser, far less reckless. She can still work with the living, but makes her distaste for them quite clear. Now, her anger at the humans has awakened, and she has even more distaste for the living.
Appearance: Asuki is 5"6, with pale, ghostly skin and peircing blue eyes that stand out from her narrow-feautred face. She wears clothing of grey, that apears to be made of smoke, a dress and cape, giving her the look of a icey statue snuffing out flames.
Weapon: A long, thin dagger that apears to be made of glass, though it is much more deadly, with symbols carved into the handle that not even she knows the meaning of.
Age(15+):33
Gender:Female
Status(alive?):Undead (I belive that's the right term, since she's a Spirit)
Others: Noodles

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Name: Ritsu

Personality:
Though he may seem cold and uninterested, Ritsu is a playful and intelligent person at his core. Energy isn't something that comes naturally to him, and he is instead quietly passionate, and likes to tease others, enjoying their reactions. He's functionally nocturnal, so Ritsu is often found napping in all sorts of places. He goes at his own pace and is relaxed, but can say some cutting things when he thinks quickly. He regards psychoanalysis as a 'bad habit' of his and has a bit of a possessive streak.

Appearance: Work | Casual
Ritsu is a taller man with an average build. He has mid-length black hair with bangs and side bangs that frame his cheeks. He has a tiny speck of hair and a stray bang sticking out of his head. He has red eyes and a fair complexion. In his down time, he likes wearing clothes that one can fall asleep in but while out and about he priorities functionality and goes for clothes that allow him to blend in with the environment and are bulky enough to protect him. That isn't to say that he doesn't wear comfortable clothes to fall asleep in while in the field though. Because he does. All the time. Its kind of impressive how everything in his wardrobe is perfected for comfort and rest

Weapon: Rapier, Glave, Sniper Rifle

Age: Physically 23, Functionally Immortal

Gender: Male

Status: does being undead count as being alive?

Background:
Comes from a prestigious and ancient vampire family, the spare to his elder brother's heir. Naturally sickly with the normal vampiric afflictions affecting him much more than normal. Very rarely in the public spotlight and Ritsu likes the anonymity.

Others:
"Just my piano, the moon and you, in a transparent sky
They simply kept existing kindly in the depths of my heart"

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@Shards Of course!
@Kamini, @Tsukuyomi accepted! Anyone of you interested in ruling your own particular kingdom?
@Kamini, just try to lower Foidre’s powers a little

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if no one takes it by the time of the rp starting, im not opposed to making a ruler of the witches/wizards

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Form—

Name: Abigal Constantine

Personality: Generally just a blank person, no emotion ever comes out. Her tone is cold and her attitude stale. It may be because of her long withdrawal of contact, she doesn't get quite anything mathematical or scientifically, no literature knowledge, and is a canvas for madness. You can tell her the sky's yellow but, unlike the stereotypes, she won't believe you. Abigal is odd, she follows something that isn't there. She drifts off into outer space, blanks her mind completely, and just stands there, blankly. Nobody will ever know what she is doing. She says weird things, always would illustrate an odd character with herself. She is truly nothing like the rest of us.

Appearance: Abigal is a short (5'4") woman with a pale blue dress and brown slip-on shoes. She has the palest of white skin and her eyes are tinted red. Her hair is bleach white and the only color on her skin is just white. As you may tell, she has Albinism and is an Albino human.

Weapon: A sharp, golden key. It is shaped like a small knife. It has magical powers of shooting white darts, capable of small memory loss, or makes them relive traumatic memories of the victim's history.

Age(15+): 24
Gender: Female

Status(alive?): "Mrs. Constantine, I believe your daughter's mental state and Albinism are going to be her death in her late twenties. You will not have grandchildren as you hoped, I am sorry"

Backstory (Had to have one): Young Abigal was born with Abilism, which came with hearing loss, hindered eyesight, and complete isolation. Due to her condition, her hospitalization time increased dramatically and every day she'd eat hospital food. Her parents, better yet, her mother took care of her until the day the doctor told her, in addition to Abilsim, she had Schizoid Personality Disorder. Abigal's mother, after being heartbroken by the news, quickly abandoned Abigal by suicide as she herself could not deal with the sadness of losing her only child. Abigal was a special girl, but she'll never understand why she is indeed so special. Her mother, after Abigal grew up, left something for her child. A small, sharp key, of the will, said opened plenty of things.

Others: Popcorn

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@Yesnt you should be fine, just minimise use of the key a little, but otherwise, accepted

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Form—

Name: Osiris

Personality: As a werewolf, Osiris is prone to anger and feral actions, although more often than not he keeps his temper in check. While he is kind, as werewolves go, he's not entirely up-to-date on pleasantries, and expects everybody to know his name. Table manners don't exist with him, but that won't stop a fancy meal from being eaten.

Appearance:

Werewolf form: Fur so dark it's nearly black covers his hide, and bright green eyes spot every small detail. His teeth are kept in surprisingly pristine condition, and his claws are about two inches long. Most often, said claws are painted black with thin paint.

Human Form: In his human form, Osiris sports the same color of hair as the werewolf form, and the same green eyes. His skin is rather pale due to a sort of minor heliophobia, although not so pale as to seem unhealthy. He wears baggy clothing, so that nothing's torn to pieces when he shifts into the wolf, and commonly has a small fez on his person. The fez is just to toy with in boredom, but it's there nonetheless.

Weapon: Brutally sharp claws, a long dagger if needed

Age: 36

Gender: Male

Status: Alive

Others: Werewolf Ruler, please? Oh, Osiris really likes jerky

Lycandra Ambers

~"Protecting the weak is the whole basis for civilization. If you're not protecting the weak, you're not civilized. You're animals." (-Robert Kirkman)~

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Occupation: N/A

Personality: Despite being a werewolf, Lycandra is super kind and sophisticated. She is always well washed and well-groomed, she always has a faint scent of mint shampoo on her. She is extremely loyal to her friends and even her brutish family. She won't hesitate to protect the ones she loves. She almost always has a smile on her face. It's one of the things she is most known for, other than being a werewolf.
That being said, she is constantly haunted by the brutal instincts that run in every werewolf. The side of her that lounges to have the thick taste of blood in her mouth. The side that wants to fight simply for enjoyment. The constant need to rule over all creatures. She is terrified that this side will overtake her human side. To avoid this side from taking over, she tries to avoid going in her werewolf form.

Appearance: Lycandra is tall, nearly six feet. She stands at 5'10 without shoes on. She has long black hair and dark blue eyes. Being a werewolf, she has an unusually large amount of muscle for a female human. She has dark blue eyes and a pale body. She usually wears a tank top with tight-fitting pants. The color doesn't matter too much to her.
Her werewolf form is far bigger and scarier than her human form. Her werewolf form adds some extra height, making her 6'2. She has claws that are about an inch and a half long. Her fur is dark, making it easy for her to blend into the dark at night. Her muscled body makes her quick and powerful, making it easy to travel long distances and jump fairly high.

Backstory: Lycandra was born into a small werewolf pack. She stayed with the pack for ten years before deciding to leave the pack. She left because she didn't care for her pack's brutish ways. Her pack was old-fashioned, they much preferred being more wolf and less human while she valued the more sophisticated human lifestyle. She left her pack, but quickly learned that humans were no different from beasts. So she joined a new pack

Skills: She is extremely strong, stronger than a human, and quick, faster than even the fastest man. She has the passive ability to see in the dark, but only in her werewolf form- her human form has its limits, and she is able to heal from her wounds much faster than a human would.

Weaknesses: It's a myth that a single silver bullet can take werewolves down. In all reality, a bullet could kill a werewolf, it would just take a lot of shots to eventually take down a werewolf. Anything that could kill a human could kill a werewolf, it just takes a lot more of that thing/takes a lot longer

Weapons: None

Name: Gnokk Linnid Jr.
Personality: Proud would be the single best word used to describe Gnokk. He'll never do anything that could damage his reputation; indeed, he often gets into fights due to his defensive nature. He's a huge flirt, be it around girls, boys, or anything else, and tends to toy with their feelings until he's bored. This attitude is despised by many, though most will eventually give in to his devilish actions. What little friends he makes and decides to keep are expected to be loyal, for if they aren't Gnokk will hold a grudge against them for eternity.
Despite this stereotypical playboy demeanour, Gnokk is quite a charmer when not trying to meddle with people's feelings; polite, helpful and friendly, usually with either younger or older citizens.
Appearance: The shallow lagoon of Gnokk's sea blue eyes is generally the first feature of his that people notice, the second being his ghostly pale, translucent skin. Large shadows lurk under his eyes, due to a lack of sleep prior to his death, and his head appears almost shadowed in any light. Upon closer inspection, you would notice how dull all of his features look; his freckles dulled, the eternal light that shines in any human's eyes dimmed. The only aspect of himself that has kept its vibrant colouring is his overgrown, spiky ginger hair which covers most of his forehead and often falls into his eyes. Never whilst being dead has a blush crossed his face, nor has a single tear fallen.
Gnokk's facial features are usually accompanied by a defined, proud smirk. He tends to wear a plain shirt and an open jacket, sometimes tied around his waist. He also wears a single twine bracelet around his wrist.
Weapon: He's trained in karate, so his body is his weapon. He carries no physical 'weapons', though.
Age: Technically immortal; mentally 25 [dead for 2 years]; physically 23.
Gender: Male
Status: Undead; spirit.
Others: potato.

Form editied

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thank you, shards!

all of you accepted, and I can’t wait to see them in the roleplay......and they all seem to have tragic backstories. Kamini, this is your fault now

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Name:Matt
Personality:mentaly unstable
Appearance:just a teen with black hair and blue eyes
Weapon:staff
Age(15+):16
Gender:Male
Status(alive?):uh if it is required to be dead to be a fallen angle(If not allowed demon) then I will be dead if not I am alive
Others:wants a friend also addicted to blood

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sorry, can’t help it :’)

help what wait pls tell me late entries are not accepted

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Matt, rejected. First of all, I’ve never seen u roleplay before, so I can only judge from your form. You don’t seem like the person who posts like more than four+ lines or a para. Your form, is really very short.
Secondly, there’s another problem. You clearly didn’t read everything.
Thirdly, I’m giving you a warning. Don’t post things unrelated to this forum topic. If you reach a third warning, I’m reporting you

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ok I new that all sorry

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