The name’s Elikid, but you can call me Dark, King, or Soul, I’ll respond to em’ all. I’m a simple guy: I’ve been around the block, I’ve played plenty games, and I’ve done plenty roleplay, and if I’m around, I’ll usually be up for it. Anyway, enough babbling: Here’s my chars:
Dark
Age: Ageless; Dark has been around for countless centuries, but he looks like a proper young man, about 20, at most.
Gender:Male
Race: Demon
Appearance: Dark caramel skin, dark, shaggy hair, sometimes worn up in braids, brown and red heterochromic eyes, slightly pointed ears, claws, and fangs.
Psychical reference: https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/gangstamanga/images/c/ce/Doug_anime.png/revision/latest?cb=20150723150024
Personality: Dark came to Earth 50,000 years ago, sensing the state of the world and decided to become it’s protector, which has made him very stressed and testy, not one to waste time or effort, and extremely unhesitant to use violence to keep the peace, even if he’d prefer not to. Dark is a stubborn fellow, and while he presents himself as a guardian, he has more shadows than any man, woman, or child, and keeps them locked rather chaotically within himself.
Backstory: Dark is the royal prince of hell, raised to be able to defend, protect and rule it better than any other monarch, shadowed by his father, the late king, who was killed in a bloody assassination, leaving Dark in power. Overwhelmed, he tried his best, pushing away his own problems for hell’s benefit. Then, 50,000 years to present day, he became…curious about those that mattered so much to his kingdom, yet that he’d never seen nor met. He could…sense them…feel them….Everything about them. He decided to see them for himself, and upon seeing the state of the world, decided to protect it, and has done so ever since.
Abilities: Healing factor, flight, soul manipulation, pyromancy, vivomancy, teleportation, minor telepathy, heightened senses, trained in arcana, weapons training, and skill in hand-to-hand combat.
Preferred weapon: A scythe he created himself, bound to his soul and capable of reaping both the dead and the living, soul and flesh, with deadly precision, as well as a blade which was once his father’s, an antique heirloom wielded with power and pride.
Travis
Age:As old as reality itself; afterall, he can break it to his own discretion, though he appears to be about 22.
Gender:Male
Race:Demon/imp; he has an extremely cat-like appearance to match his personality and powers, though this is likely a altered result of his own musing
Appearance: Dark yet off-color hair, blueish hair, thin, color-changing eyes, a beaten-up, dusty old brown fedora, brown vest and a loose-hanging white button-up, black slacks and dancer’s shoes, and the occasional ears and tail.
Physical reference:https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6f/12/85/6f1285672ae9d09c8c528188d1cfcd3e.jpg
Personality: Charming, mischevious, happy-go-lucky party animal. Travis exists to drink, flirt, and rough-house. Travis is a very cryptic, mysterious fellow, who talks much about his feats and adventures, but little about just what or who he actually is. For all most know, his name may not even truly be Travis, and it likely isn’t.
Backstory: Travis, like his brother Dark, was a royal prince of hell, though he couldn’t care less about such things, and merely wanted to be free and do as he pleases, enjoying life as a dancing wanderer. Travis always seemed to have an understanding of perception and reality beyond others, and eventually began to manipulate it, creating his first reality rift when he was fairly young. Since then, he’s traveled to and fro from world to world, dimension to dimension, before finally settling on Earth in Scotland, becoming well-known throughout, becoming it’s patron and gaurdian, dancing, drinking, and partying his heart out, using his grace on his feet and his skills as a gunsman to deal with any threats. Sooner or later, his brother followed suit, and he used these same skills to aid him when needed.
Abilities: Omnipresent, dimension-hopping, has the ability to turn any part of him invisible at will (though this is simply him phasing different parts of his body outside of the physical plane), heightened senses, highly acrobatic, skilled gunner
Preferred weapon: two golden pistols he named “Valkaryie” and “Eve”
Zephyr
Age:The youngest of the Evans family, though her own exact age is uncertain, though she is much more fresher faced than her brothers, appearing to be about 17-18.
Gender:Female
Race: Demon
Appearance: Long, winter-white hair, much like silk, lightly tanned skin, yellow eyes (though they’re typically covered), and long, flowing garb.
Phsyical reference: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6f/dd/f5/6fddf5e4031b7b4a0e97a304b16a45f1.jpg
Peersonality: Quiet, soft-spoken, and visually emtionless. Zephyr is not the talkative sort, and typically has a very blank look on her face, and doesn’t often seem to understand anything anyone but her brothers and those who know her says to her. However, her nature is due to her upbringing, and Zephyr is still a rather curious girl, and very eager and loyal, even spastic, when it comes to those she bonds with.
Backstory: As the youngest royal child, Zephyr was very sheltered, and even more-so when she began having headaches and violent spasms, the result of powerful latent psychic visions that always came to pass. With her knowledge, Zephyr became an oracle, telling her brothers and those who needed her what was to happen before it did so, becoming a valuable and rather secluded asset. When her brothers left for Earth, it left the young oracle alone, waiting eagerly for their every return, aiding her beloved brothers in their tasks in any way she could.
Abilities: Preminition, telepathy, psychic projection, foresight, sixth sense, psychokinesis, heightened senses, weapons training
Preferred weapon: A giant white blade imbued with magical power known as Lilith.
The name’s Elikid, but you can call me Dark, King, or Soul, I’ll respond to em’ all. I’m a simple guy: I’ve been around the block, I’ve played plenty games, and I’ve done plenty roleplay, and if I’m around, I’ll usually be up for it. Anyway, enough babbling: Here’s my chars:
Dark
Age: Ageless; Dark has been around for countless centuries, but he looks like a proper young man, about 20, at most.
Gender:Male
Race: Demon
Appearance: Dark caramel skin, dark, shaggy hair, sometimes worn up in braids, brown and red heterochromic eyes, slightly pointed ears, claws, and fangs.
Psychical reference: https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/gangstamanga/images/c/ce/Doug_anime.png/revision/latest?cb=20150723150024
Personality: Dark came to Earth 50,000 years ago, sensing the state of the world and decided to become it’s protector, which has made him very stressed and testy, not one to waste time or effort, and extremely unhesitant to use violence to keep the peace, even if he’d prefer not to. Dark is a stubborn fellow, and while he presents himself as a guardian, he has more shadows than any man, woman, or child, and keeps them locked rather chaotically within himself.
Backstory: Dark is the royal prince of hell, raised to be able to defend, protect and rule it better than any other monarch, shadowed by his father, the late king, who was killed in a bloody assassination, leaving Dark in power. Overwhelmed, he tried his best, pushing away his own problems for hell’s benefit. Then, 50,000 years to present day, he became…curious about those that mattered so much to his kingdom, yet that he’d never seen nor met. He could…sense them…feel them….Everything about them. He decided to see them for himself, and upon seeing the state of the world, decided to protect it, and has done so ever since.
Abilities: Healing factor, flight, soul manipulation, pyromancy, vivomancy, teleportation, minor telepathy, heightened senses, trained in arcana, weapons training, and skill in hand-to-hand combat.
Preferred weapon: A scythe he created himself, bound to his soul and capable of reaping both the dead and the living, soul and flesh, with deadly precision, as well as a blade which was once his father’s, an antique heirloom wielded with power and pride.
Travis
Age:As old as reality itself; afterall, he can break it to his own discretion, though he appears to be about 22.
Gender:Male
Race:Demon/imp; he has an extremely cat-like appearance to match his personality and powers, though this is likely a altered result of his own musing
Appearance: Dark yet off-color hair, blueish hair, thin, color-changing eyes, a beaten-up, dusty old brown fedora, brown vest and a loose-hanging white button-up, black slacks and dancer’s shoes, and the occasional ears and tail.
Physical reference:https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6f/12/85/6f1285672ae9d09c8c528188d1cfcd3e.jpg
Personality: Charming, mischevious, happy-go-lucky party animal. Travis exists to drink, flirt, and rough-house. Travis is a very cryptic, mysterious fellow, who talks much about his feats and adventures, but little about just what or who he actually is. For all most know, his name may not even truly be Travis, and it likely isn’t.
Backstory: Travis, like his brother Dark, was a royal prince of hell, though he couldn’t care less about such things, and merely wanted to be free and do as he pleases, enjoying life as a dancing wanderer. Travis always seemed to have an understanding of perception and reality beyond others, and eventually began to manipulate it, creating his first reality rift when he was fairly young. Since then, he’s traveled to and fro from world to world, dimension to dimension, before finally settling on Earth in Scotland, becoming well-known throughout, becoming it’s patron and gaurdian, dancing, drinking, and partying his heart out, using his grace on his feet and his skills as a gunsman to deal with any threats. Sooner or later, his brother followed suit, and he used these same skills to aid him when needed.
Abilities: Omnipresent, dimension-hopping, has the ability to turn any part of him invisible at will (though this is simply him phasing different parts of his body outside of the physical plane), heightened senses, highly acrobatic, skilled gunner
Preferred weapon: two golden pistols he named “Valkaryie” and “Eve”
Zephyr
Age:The youngest of the Evans family, though her own exact age is uncertain, though she is much more fresher faced than her brothers, appearing to be about 17-18.
Gender:Female
Race: Demon
Appearance: Long, winter-white hair, much like silk, lightly tanned skin, yellow eyes (though they’re typically covered), and long, flowing garb.
Phsyical reference: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6f/dd/f5/6fddf5e4031b7b4a0e97a304b16a45f1.jpg
Peersonality: Quiet, soft-spoken, and visually emtionless. Zephyr is not the talkative sort, and typically has a very blank look on her face, and doesn’t often seem to understand anything anyone but her brothers and those who know her says to her. However, her nature is due to her upbringing, and Zephyr is still a rather curious girl, and very eager and loyal, even spastic, when it comes to those she bonds with.
Backstory: As the youngest royal child, Zephyr was very sheltered, and even more-so when she began having headaches and violent spasms, the result of powerful latent psychic visions that always came to pass. With her knowledge, Zephyr became an oracle, telling her brothers and those who needed her what was to happen before it did so, becoming a valuable and rather secluded asset. When her brothers left for Earth, it left the young oracle alone, waiting eagerly for their every return, aiding her beloved brothers in their tasks in any way she could.
Abilities: Preminition, telepathy, psychic projection, foresight, sixth sense, psychokinesis, heightened senses, weapons training
Preferred weapon: A giant white blade imbued with magical power known as Lilith.
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