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Messages of the Apocalypse {Sign-ups}
Forum-Index → Roleplay → RP Sign-up → Messages of the Apocalypse {Sign-ups}Username: Lindith
Character Name: En
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 26
Personality: En loves to chat, whether it's to get information or just to pass the time. If you let him, he will babble on for hours about frivolous things, but he keeps his more personal info to himself. He isn't scared of telling others about it, he just likes to have more info than his conversation partner. Most people don't even notice due to his friendliness when meeting him anyways, and En will usually brush off any questions relating to his past.
He has a broad but shallow knowledge of most things, like old sports teams, classic movies, teen romance books, whatever he collected from others, basically. Most people started calling him "En" or "Cyclo" because of this, and he adopted the names as his own. He usually just uses En though.
Although En has an extroverted personality, he doesn't get himself attached to people and is emotionally distant. He will say the things that will make you feel better, but there's no feeling behind those words.
Appearance (Use an image if desired): En stands at a height of 6'5, but he always slouches so he's closer to 6'2. He has a slightly bulky build, but most of it is fat. He has very short dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. He carries a sun bleached, green duffel bag that holds various items that he's collected while traveling. En is usually seen wearing a dark gray wind breaker with a black long sleeved shirt under it. He wears baggy navy blue jeans that have seen a bit of wear and tear as well. To finish it off he has black hiking boots.
Daemon(Use an image if desired): Turkey Vulture
Daemon Name: Raz
Questions/anything else?:
Password: idk
Username: Tsukoyomi
Character Name: Rikka
Character Gender: Much too busy trying to survive to care
Character Age: 27
Personality: Rikka is a kind and seemingly innocent soul. Soft spoken and air headed, Rikka is often doing things that actively points towards danger instead of away from it. Rikka's a bit clumsy and very much someone who would spontaneously do bewildering actions at a drop of a hat. Rikka tends to falter under pressure, going mad and laughing to relive the tension while spouting nonsense. But there is also a slightly vain side to the seemingly angelic survivor, claiming that it doesn't matter what gender others see Rikka as. As long as everyone agrees that Rikka looks good, then that is all that matters. With such a personality, one has to wonder how Rikka even survived the whole end of the world fiasco.
Rikka's strength lies within the ability to make light of any situation, hardening a normally soft heart in order to get any job done for the sake of others. But when it comes to settling personal disputes.... well those are the ones Rikka usually leaves up to the arguing parties to deal with.
Appearance: Rikka is a person with clear, bright green eyes and a spirited expression. An easy going smile is always painted on, shining under lightly tanned skin. Due to an ever changing hair style, its hard to pin down what Rikka will look like on any given day but usually a mood can be inferred from the hairstyle. A lazy up-do usually means urgency while an elaborate braided bun means that its a lazy day. Usually though, the brown locks is carefully tucked into a head covering of some kind. Sometimes its a beanie other times its a shawl. Really depends on Rikka's mood. Due to an androgynous build and an average height (5'9/176 cm), most of Rikka's clothes also change a lot but comfy clothes in pale colours seem to be what Rikka favors the most. But as long as its cute, Rikka will gladly wear whatever clothes are available.
Daemon: A redish black mountain goat (x)
Daemon Name: Calliope
Questions/anything else?: Once mistook a monster for Calliope. Someone please call an adult to supervise this walking disaster
Username: shimmeringsuicune01
Character Name: razor
Character Gender: male
Character Age: 30
Personality: razor is a wandering "outlaw" that been around since before the world fall apart over the time there despite for people grew as they see him as a villain and nothing more, giving him a truly spiteful harsh personality fill with negativity easily scaring anyone away seeing him as a "heartless soul". They rarely speak towards Invisibles even if he does it's incredibly hard to have a conversation with them, saying sharp words toward being without any evidence to stand on. Though razor may seem cruel they still have a merciful side of them usually only taking what they need to survive, refusing to take nothing more or nothing less as not to be wasteful. He usually shrouds himself in mystery on purpose even if times has changed as survivors on the same page with them, but razor still hinder themself believing that even if time can change people cannot and no one's going to change that about him.
Razor Style specialized into speed mix with agility making up for their poor limited eyesight easily able to make flexible turns left or right, including able to swing himself on top of tree branches as he sits there staring at his victims in amusement. But this can be his downfall sometimes as they can easily accidentally slam into something or trip on the ground, due unable to react in time when they realize it's already too late for changing direction sourcing from their eyesight problem. don't even mention when razor fall down tree branches!
Appearance: razor
is a averagely tall bulky man standing about Male: 5.6 ft. There body is covered in faded scars from rough battles over the years, leaving one of their Orange eyes turning into a Musky gray color leaving them blind from a past infection, his robe like armor is filled with wear and tear slowly Gathering as time has affected them to. Razor sword is actually half broken unable to opponent a new one as stealing one is "too far" in their eyes, conversating for this they rarely pull out this sword to make people think it's a powerful finisher move. But no one's has been sure why they have a red streak in there spiky hair or the purple Mark for that matter...
Daemon: tasmanian devil
Daemon Name: Diablo
Questions/anything else?: no not really but I will say razor has a constant squint as his remaining eye, as it's often burry from trying to reset leaving them with a permit swaying walk.
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Username: The_Blackguard_Empire
Character Name: Icarus Flare
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 20
Personality: Icarus will always devote 100% of his mind to the task at hand, no matter what it may be. Homework? Sitting for hours to focus and finish it. A workout? He'll run and lift and pull until he can barely walk back home. Washing the dishes? Start with the dishes, then wash the sink, then the entire kitchen. Icarus is a very bright and clever man, almost always achieving far more than what he originally intended to. To others, he is usually kind and forgiving, unless the other individual in question might have done something Icarus didn't approve of, in which case they're given a cold shoulder.
Appearance: Icarus is a larger fellow, standing at 5'10" without shoes. He has fairly broad shoulders and long legs, as well as dirty blond hair and dark blue eyes. The evidence of dye is visible in the very tips of Icarus' hair, a dark crimson staining the very edges of his shorter blond hair.
Daemon:
Daemon Name: Aiou (Aye-yoo)
Questions/anything else?: Icarus speaks with a medium Icelandic accent.
Username: The_Blackguard_Empire
Character Name: Darren
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 32
Personality: Darren is cold and unforgiving, as well as quite antisocial. Despite that, he can tend to open up to certain people, assuming he knows a way that he can use them in some fashion, or if he feels as though the person is innocent enough to not cause any harm or problems for him.
Appearance:
Darren stands at 5'11", and weighs in at roughly 208 pounds, with a shoulder width of 1 foot and 9 inches.
Daemon: Coffin Head
Daemon Name: Trigger
Questions/anything else?: Darren speaks with a light Russian accent, though he does sometimes try to speak without it, often to no avail.
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Username:-Moth-
Character Name:Darcy Ferrington
Character Gender: Female
Character Age:30
Personality: Darcy's a quiet person, but that doesn't mean she's not opinionated. She simply says it as it is. Her bluntness has earned her no friends, but she doesn't seem to care. In fact, it's quite common for her to fade into the background with her personality, and to make people jump with her sudden, cold statements.
Appearance (Use an image if desired):
Daemon(Use an image if desired):
Daemon Name: Del
Questions/anything else?:
Username: Serendibite
Character Name: Vera Woods
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 23
Personality: Vera Woods is a childish, hyperactive person, who likely suffers from some form of ADHD. She's slightly spoiled, too informal and rather silly, but she always tries her best to fit the mood and make everyone comfortable and happy, even if it means going outside her comfort zone.
Vera's kind at heart and gentle, and she has a strong sense of justice and in helping the weak and oppressed, even if they may be playing her for a fool. No matter what, she'll do her best to take care of and protect those in need.
While it is true that she can be a little pushy and annoying at times as well, forcing others to aspire to her will and be protected, her sweetness and genuine adoration and empathy for others' and determination to help them tends to win over her flaws, and she is generally considered a good person.
Appearance (Use an image if desired): Vera is a short-statured girl with short shaggy black hair that's rough and spills over the nape of her neck. She has ashen skin that lacks much colour and tends to give her an almost sickly appearance. Her eyes are a startling light green and they stand out sharply on her largely soft-featured and small face. She wears olive green shorts, a white t-shirt, and a black backpack that she guards zealously. Besides this, she wears dark bark boots and a charm bracelet on her wrist.
Daemon(Use an image if desired): Dark gray mouse. Eyes are the same shade of green as Vera's.
Daemon Name: Butuc
Questions/anything else?:
Vera was in High School the day the message aired for the first time. She lived in an apartment with her aunt Ginger. Ginger had adopted Vera when she was a baby after her mother's death. Ginger was barely 18 and in no position to raise a child, and while she did her best, she had a tendency to spoil Vera too much, and lack presence when it would've been valuable.
As she grew older, Vera adopted her lucky-go-attitude and stifled her insecurities by pouring her attentions onto other people and treating them in a worshipful way, even having the tendency to go out of her way to compliment and affirm people. Often her socialization got in the ways of her studies, and she flunked out several times, to the disappointment of Ginger. This tacked onto Vera's insecurities and caused her to push away her friends in an effort to work harder.
One day, while she was studying in her room, she encountered a small gray mouse in the corner of her room. She clasped it in her palms and began to go outside, intending to set the mouse free. Stunning Vera, the mouse spoke. He promised to help and protect her. To take care of her. That they could be the bestest of friends. And all she had to do was let him stay.
Vera, always the whimsical type, readily agreed. And soon enough the mouse was her ultimate cheat sheet, whispering the answers in her ear. It was a fairy tale in Vera's mind. Negative thoughts slipped off her joy and delight and she reveled in her luck.
Her grades began to rise and soon enough she found herself the same social, fun-loving, and extraverted person she was. While everyone was worried as to the rumours circulating around, Vera was on the moon, delighted to have everything; her future, her friends, and her latest delight, her beloved mouse.
It was shortly after this that the animals from a nearby forest attacked, butchering the thousands of people whom lived there. It was only because of her beloved Daemon that Vera survived. The mouse guided the shaking Vera through the carnage into the nearby forest and deigned to care for her.
The Daemon taught her to find the right berries. To find water. To trap and skin animals. To build shelter. He kept her alive and trained her to live in the world they'd been trapped in. As time passed, they began to travel the world, the both of them, searching for other people to call their friends. For despite their solidarity, they still were the same people-pleasing people deep down, longing for affirmation.
Password: We're on our way.