Revelation

[size=1][color=#C82356][B]Name-[/B] Kilani "Tarot" Shi'iandra [B]Age-[/B] 17 [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Appearance-[/B] Tarot stands at a fair 6' with luscious, layered black hair that ends at her shoulders with bangs that come across her face, covering at least half of her left eye and curling outward. Her face is small and round, yet its features are vibrant and lively. Her lips are full and a color of deep red, her eyes are a deep brown with hazel tints, and her face is a creamy shade with rosy hues on her cheeks. Her body is limber and slim with slight definitions of muscle on her arms, stomach, and legs, yet not showing too much. Being a tomboy and a motorcycle rider, Tarot tends to wear clothing on the lines of her hobby. She wears a black leather jacket that bears the Fox Racing logo on the back, a white tee that has black edges over a black thermal and a white camisole underneath it all, with black and gray DC shoes, and three belts of different styles of studs. She also has five piercing: 2 on each lobe, a barbell going across her right cartilage, an eyebrow piercing on her left brow, and a tongue piercing, as well as four tattoos: a sun around her belly button, a tribal cross on her lower back, a scorpion on her left thigh, and an elegant banner with the word Tarot on her right upper arm. [B]Power/Control-[/B] Alter- Being a master of alternation, Tarot is able to form herself into that of a black panther. [B]Group-[/B] Library, although it is a place that Tarot despises. [B]Bio-[/B] Hiding her past was all that she could do for she was ashamed to even have a past. She despised the fact that she was exiled into hiding because of the place she had, the one place she never wanted in the first place. It was given to her upon being a descendant of the Shi?iandra lineage. She despised every waking moment that she spent, listening to tutors and advisors who spoke of what a Shi?iandra heir was to do. The only time that she could spend in peace was locked up within her room or at night, while she let her eyes rest for the remaining hours to come. The horror stuck with her throughout her years, taunting her as she heard the voices within her mind. It was known that the Shi'iandra family knew their powers before any one else had, yet it was only Kilani who knew nothing. She knew nothing at all, even from the beginning. As people entered her home, there had been no pictures seen of her parents or family. With a cold voice, she would always reply that she had no family. It had been that way since the day she was left in a large house filled with only servants, maids, and a butler. It was too soon that she became an enigmatic stoic. She was the most popular girl in school, not because of the money she had, not because of her being an heir, but because of the things she did and said. It was because of her leadership that people liked her, yet she felt no direct connection to them, only to two girls, whom she called the only sisters she'd ever had. It was only these two that kept her sane and kept her from exploding. Even though they were there, they knew nothing of the depression or the pain deep within. It was because of the suppressed emotions that caused her to cut herself and carve the flesh on her body, giving torture to herself, taking prescription drugs to keep the demons away from her. Throughout her years, she found that it wasn't the depression of the pent up emotions that caused her to cut and carve, torture and torment, it was her own liking to pain. She liked the pain that coursed through her body. No one knew of this, not even her two younger friends. She did not fear the rejection nor the gossip, she feared nothing, but she did not want to worry them, knowing they would want to know many of the things that she hid from them. EDIT: My old character with a bit of new for you, Mouse ^_~*. Plus, the attachments below are 3 of the 4 tattoos my character has. EDIT 2: I've decided to be an Alter since there are too many Elementals. By the way, hope this isn?t too graphic.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356][B]Name-[/B] Misturagi Kimiko [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Age-[/B] 18 [B]Role-[/B] The Silver Band [B]Appearance-[/B] See Attachment- Kimiko has a yo-yo in her hand that she constantly plays with, for her body does not feel comfortable being still. She is a girl who will constantly change the color of her hair, at the moment it is a dark red with orchid purple highlights running through them. The Silver Band is placed on a silver chain around her neck with a silver heart in the middle of it and a vial on each side of the ring. [B]Personality-[/B] They say that Kimiko resembles her brother in more ways than one and it mostly surfaces from her personality. They also say that there are some attributes to Kimiko that make her different from her brother. Unlike Koji, her older twin brother, she is a tomboy with a cool head in any situation and to match her cool head is her sharp tongue, which is useful when throwing witty innuendos. She distances herself from others and keeps close to her brother for trust does not come easily from Kimiko, which is the reason why she rarely speaks. Her thoughts are all shown through her art and music, although no one sees them. She has a tendency to cause trouble and not knowing it was her doing. Yet, like her brother, Kimiko cannot stay still. She is constantly moving around and cares not for anything that involves sitting for it is not in her nature to sit. Another characteristic that makes Kimiko like her brother is that she is also aware of her surroundings with her quick eye and will be cautious of who or what is around her. [B]Bio-[/B] Being the only female of the family, Kimiko's life was always watched, trying to get her to be the best daughter, the best student, just the best that there is. There was never a day when her parents or teachers, or anyone for that matter, allowed her freedom of her own life. It was up to that point that she became distant and solitary, away from the world, making art, writing, and photography her life. She?s never been able to feel free and breathe, instead she was suffocated the ability to go through life without having to worry or be busy. There was a point in her life that she saw what the family did to her brother. She feared for him and felt him pulling away from her, the bond that they shared began to slowly tear apart, yet she struggled to seam it together, hoping that her brother would return to her. The prayers and hopes had worked, thankfully, he returned and their bond had been regained to an ever more powerful state. The Band and the Dragon were inseparable and one could not find the Misturagi twin without the other. They were one of a kind, nearly in sync with one another, never failing to finish each others' sentences, and always helping, trusting, and fighting for each others? lives.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356][B]Name-[/B] Lady (Mary) [B]Age-[/B] 19 [B]Race-[/B] Human [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Description-[/B] [URL=http://www.capcom.co.jp/devil3/download/devil3_lady_2.jpg]Lady[/URL] [B]Weapons-[/B] Kallena Ann- a rocket launcher and two auto handguns. [B]Power-[/B] None [B]Fighting Style-[/B] Gunslinger [B]Link(s)-[/B] -[URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=45544]Sweet Surrender[/URL] -[URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=45595]War of the Blood 3: Of Blades and Hunters[/URL] -[URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44212]Black Horizon: Smoke and Mirrors[/URL] -[URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44050]Advent Wishes[/URL] -[URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=42586]Innocence Stolen[/URL][/size][/color]

[B]Name-[/B] Unknown [B]AKA-[/B] Yamato [B]Age-[/B] 28 [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://inferno.slug.org/jpeg/inu-yasha/sango-4.jpg]Yamato with mask[/URL] ; [URL=http://inferno.slug.org/jpeg/inu-yasha/sango-portrait-big.jpg]Yamato[/URL] ; [URL=http://www.inuyashajourney.com/images/Sango6.jpg]Full Yamato[/URL] Yamato wears kimonos when there is no work to be done and has a day to relax. She also wears elegant clothing on days that are festive or business required. It is unsure as to what she exactly wears, but whatever feels comfortable to her is what she wears. [B]Weapon-[/B] Yamato is an female ninja known as a kunoichi who possesses several weapons that the kunoichi would use, such as: [URL=http://www1.kamakuranet.ne.jp/sankaido/parts/photo/tessen%20original.jpg]Tessen[/URL]- A Japanese iron fan used as a small club when closed and opened it could deflect projected missiles, the iron fan often had sharpened points. [URL=http://www.warriorquest.com/nekote.jpg]Nekote[/URL]- Iron fingernails that are attached to a pair of gloves. It?s hooks could be used to slash at an enemy. It is often worn around the ends of the finger, yet in this case it is attached to a glove. [URL=http://urawa.cool.ne.jp/hitter/kunai.JPG]Kunai[/URL]- A weapon used primarily as a utility knife. It is often tied to the end of a rope to help climb trees and walls, and throw while tied to a small cord of knot. It?s main purpose was for probing, digging, and chiseling. [URL=http://213.238.35.69/shop/catalog/images/1138_300.jpg]Wakizashi[/URL]- It is smaller than a katana and easy to maneuver in small areas. It is an ideal weapon that assassins use when stealth is needed. [B]Personality-[/B] A void was placed in Yamato?s heart since an eventful day. She rarely shows it through her actions, yet in her eyes is the pain deep inside. It drained her of her emotions and replaced it with only a cold demeanor and a cynical taste. She seems dark and almost as if she is a demon herself, yet there are times when she takes the time to go along with Ronin and live life to the fullest. Somehow, this time away from the jobs and ?the man? gives her a time to reflect on her life, trying to bring back the better half of herself. In the back of Yamato?s mind, there is something that keeps her from becoming the person she always thought to be. Something holds her down as she wanders aimlessly on the Earth, searching for her lost soul, knowing she would not be able to find it until that moment comes. She fears for the worst and hides it from the others so that they cannot see the pain and torment she puts herself through. In a way, Yamato wants to show that she is strong enough to be with the Nanashi X, to show that she is not weak and useless as others would seek her to be. She sees the Nanashi X as her family and wishes to stay strong, knowing that they might see through her disguise, the act that she puts on only to please them. She loves them and holds them dear to her heart, protecting them from harm when it may come. Yet, only if there was that moment that could bring her out of her dead shell, then perhaps the Nanashi X would see what she truly is made of. [B]Biography-[/B] For quite some time there has not been much to my life. I have lived with ?him? as long as I could remember and underneath him I have worked to become a skilled kunoichi, taking care of loose ends and weak links that may damage his good name. I do not exactly when I have joined Nanashi X, but they have come to be my family, ?the man? being our father and leader, while we are his children. I have worked with him since the beginning and never betrayed his word nor have I disobeyed him, knowing his ways are ruthless. As of yet, I have not upset him. He treats me like a daughter, a fragile rose that has begun to bloom but not fully grown into the beauty that it may be. I adore him for he is the only figure in my life that has taken the time out of their life to care for me. Having forgotten my past, I knew nothing in this world. ?He? taught me all that I needed to know from business to the simple things in life. I have great knowledge stored in my mind and am grateful to know that I have someone to teach me these things. But the strange thing is, I have everything I ever wanted, only I am not satisfied with what I have and by not being satisfied, I have cowered myself into a corner, hiding in the depths of my shell, never wanting to emerge, fearing that they would all ridicule me for who I am. I believe that they say this feeling is called depression or perhaps it is anxiety, but I believe it is just a state of my mind in which it is not yet mentally grown to comprehend such agonies and otherwise. But because of this feeling, I have fought the demons in me, tears falling from my eyes as I let the blood seep out of my body, cutting and carving the flesh, even torturing my body with sleeping pills and painkillers, allowing myself to not feel the pain. And it always comes back, that lingering ache that I try hard to forget. It was soon that I came to the decision that ?the man? and the others could never find this out or I shall be doomed to an eternal life of shame. Other than this, I have been deemed as the queen of darkness, reaping people?s souls and taking their life for which I believe is not worthy to live upon this ungodly earth further more. The way of the kunoichi is my life, the Nanashi X is my family, and ?the man? is my father, should these things be taken from me, Hell shall come forth and an apocalypse shall begin the moment my blade goes through the heart of the demon who has taken what is mine. [B]Alliance-[/B] Nanashi X

[size=1][color=#C82356][B]OOC:[/B] My, my, seems to me they all have forgotten Beelzebub, haven't they? Oh well, time to intervene. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Watching the meaningless battle above, Beelzebub found it best to intervene, knowing their purpose was not to battle, but he allowed them to pursue their battle longer, only to amuse himself with this interesting event. He stood against a wall and chuckled to himself, watching Krell fight Mercy, as Guilt battled against Rezel, Kisa, Kyshandra, and Tsuchi fought against Guilt. It became known to him when spectators stood and pointed to where the demons and spirits were, knowing they would gawk and gossip about what they had seen. He sighed. [B]?Alas, if this is how it must be done, then let it be that way.?[/B] At that moment, Beelzebub walked into a dark alley and emerged into the sky as Beelzebub?s true form, a truly demonic and horrendous sight. He was a demon who resembled that of a mixture of creatures, it was unsure of what he truly was. His snarling roar had caused the others to look upon him as he sent forth a spiral of black light to the humans below, causing everything in its path to stop, as if time ceased for him. He then flew towards the fight and proceeded to have them refrain from brawling any further. [B]?This is not the time to wreak havoc against one another. Until another time.?[/B] Facing Guilt, he motioned for him to leave. Guilt only looked to Rezel, knowing this was his chance to hit. Beelzebub knew him too well and bellowed at him. [B]?We leave. . . NOW, GUILT! I suggest you take your leave as well, Spirits.?[/B] Tension rose in the air as Beelzebub turned to leave towards Krell, only to know that Guilt was lingering behind, eyeing the spirits cautiously. Beelzebub could hear mumblings coming from the Demon behind him, yet he knew that this was not the time and place to even cause such raucous. Krell followed shortly behind, smirking at Mercy as he made to leave, she knew what it meant yet she did not fear it. She accepted it, but wanted nothing to do with it. The three demons walked down the street to an alley and in there, Beelzebub, Guilt, and Krell had formed to their human disguise, and Beelzebub had allowed time to regain its position, knowing that the humans would forget what they had seen. Groaning, Guilt began to walk out of the alley, only to be stopped by a hand. He knew it to be one of the higher demons. He turned and it was Krell, a smug look upon his face. Leaving Krell?s hand, Guilt only walked out. It was Krell and Beelzebub in the alleyway, talking amongst themselves. [B]?I assure you, Beelzebub, it only a momentary thing, something to get out of our system, ya know?? ?Yes. I know that feeling quite well. But know this Krell, if I find there is another incident such as this, punishment is in order. But if the others should happen to have advanced, then we shall soon see.?[/B] A beeping came from Beelzebub and he looked to his watch. A green demonic eye had appeared upon it and it had meant that there was a counsel meeting. [B]?I must get back to Hell. I shall soon see you two.?[/B] As soon as he was about to leave, Beelzebub waved behind. [B]?By the way, since I am taking my leave, I won?t be here to watch the combat take place. Have fun, my boys. Try not to hurt as many innocents next time.?[/B] With that, Beelzebub chuckled and disappeared, leaving Guilt and Krell with a sly smile across their face. --------------------------------------------------------- [B]OOC:[/B] F.Y.I. Raid3r, I don't mind what you say about Beelzebub. He wouldn't be what he is if he didn't have people hating him. And Beelzebub doesn't care for human bloodshed or spectators, only the fact that there were so many wasn't the ideal battle he thought of.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356]Stepping onto the concrete pavement, Beelzebub adjusted his white knee length trench coat before addressing the spirits and demons. He approached them with an icy atmosphere that surrounded him; a flare of terror brought them to look upon the human form of Beelzebub known as Faust. All of their eyes turned to him as they could feel his footsteps and his presence leaning closer and closer as he came upon them. [B]"Hello." "Faust."[/B] The first to speak to Beelzebub was Guilt. His voice was proper and almost daring Beelzebub to bring out his inner demon, so to speak. [B]"What brings you to the surface?" "Hell was suffocating me. I needed some... fresh air. And you?"[/B] Suddenly another familiar voice entered the conversation, it was more annoyed of Beelzebub. [B]"Cut the crap, Beelzebub. We're tired of listening to you."[/B] Chuckling, Beelzebub looked to the spirits who stood with the two demons. He smirked and one tried to advance upon him, only to become entangled in Beelzebub's arms. This spirit smelt of wolf, her spirit was strong and vibrant. Beelzebub was amused, the human disguise gave him many of the qualities that humans possessed, it was as if he teased her to feel the coming of death or more.[/size][/color]

[B]Name-[/B] Kellia Antoinette [B]MasterNet Alias-[/B] Oleander [B]Stage Name-[/B] Dice [B]Age-[/B] 20 [B]Sex-[/B] Female [B]Instrument-[/B] [URL=http://www.fender.com/products/prod_images/guitars/0130400306_xl.jpg]Fender Cyclone HH Guitar[/URL]; [URL=http://www.steinway.com/i/boston/big/gp_218.jpg]Steinway & Sons Boston Grand Piano-218[/URL]; [URL=http://www.drumcentral.com/images_pearl_exr/exr825h_433.jpg]Pearl Export Radical Drumset[/URL]; [URL=http://www.semanviolins.com/list/images/sv1406/sv1406-1-top.jpg]Seman Violin[/URL]; and at times- vocal. [B]Physical Description[/B] [URL=http://animevisions.net/Pictures/girls/black_heaven.jpg]Kellia[/URL] [B]Personality-[/B] Kellia is a bit more tranquil than most of the rebels. She?s passive at the most and will do anything to keep the peace around her, even if it meant breaking bones. She seems distant and isolated, keeping to herself mostly, but sharing a word or two only to those who would listen. She may not seem aggressive, but her actions say otherwise. In someway, Kellia is passive, aggressive, and assertive, which is quite rare in most rebels, considering all of them have a tendency to act before thinking and are hotheaded. Other than the fact that she is the calmest rebel, Kellia has a habit of closing off to everyone, pushing them away from her, giving distance and lack of trust. For someone her age, she wishes that this never happened, but it does. She wants to be carefree and be an individual who is able to defend others, but rarely does that happen and rarely does she ever show her true persona, whatever it may be. [B]Notes-[/B] Music was and is her life. It means more to her than anything on earth. She believes that music will set her free. The piano is her first love for its elegant style pulled her in and captured her heart, which gave her an incentive to further her love for music. Yet, her lack of trust causes a distance from everyone and it is hard for her to rely upon anyone, also making it difficult for her to find that one true love, if it may be out there.

[B]Name-[/B] Yuna McDowell-Park [B]Age-[/B] 23 [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Origin-[/B] Waterford, Ireland; but also has an origin in Seoul, South Korea [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://animevisions.net/Pictures/girls/Sweet1.jpg]Yuna in her rebel outfit[/URL] [URL=http://animevisions.net/Pictures/girls/girls001.jpg]Yuna without her rebel outfit[/URL] Yuna is a girl who despises dresses. She will rarely wear it unless for a special occasion. She seems to have a distant, blank stare in her eyes, giving her jade eyes an edge, piercing into the soul of everyone. [B]History-[/B] Growing up, Yuna only had her aunt and uncle to depend on. They loved her like a daughter and knew that since the day her parents died, her life would never be the same. She became apathetic, filled with hatred towards the world, her heart lingering with anger about everything, and simply, she became an enigmatic stoic. Although Yuna was a feared and hated girl, her aunt and uncle loved her still. She appreciated the things they did for her and were glad to have them, but neither of them knew what to do with her. They didn't know exactly what was needed of her or to come from her. It was later in her years that Yuna decided to unburden her aunt and uncle and move out. Seoul was not the place to be, even if getting in trouble with the police while racing on her black [URL=http://www.yamaha-motor.com/products/mcy/500/05_mcy_R6_blk_3_4759.jpg]Suzuki Hayabusa 1300R[/URL]- the one object that means much to her. She would race through Seoul, battling with various people, partying endless nights, and trying not to aggravate her aunt and uncle. When the time came, Yuna said her good bye's and left for Waterford, Ireland, thinking she could find a place there, a place to have respect and kindness, instead, she found more rebellion and less authority, which gave her the incentive to further her defiant acts. What would become of her now? It's unsure, but one thing is known that she has great morality and is known to endure discipline, and when it came down to it, she will never take prisoners. [B]Personality-[/B] They say her jaded eyes went along with her jaded heart. They say that she was the princess with the heart of ice, but what did they know? She was known as the ultimate corruption, turning everyone that she met, never looking back to notice anything, never noticing anything at all. She was the most rebellious girl that could ever be seen in Seoul, screaming profanities, having a mutual relationship with the police, and being the most craziest girl there. Yuna is known as the most eccentric and craziest girl ever to step foot into Seoul. She always accepted a challenge and never backed down from a fight, no matter what the consequences would be. Yuna has a tendency to say more than she should, resulting her problematic mouth into trouble. She always knew that if you have a mouth, speak loud. If you have ears, listen well. And if you get into a fight and you have hands, use them. [B]Tattoo/s-[/B] On her pelvic region, Yuna has a tribal tattoo of a black widow, but instead of the hourglass, the spider has a triquetra on it and around her belly button is a connected sun and moon with a heptogram at the tip.

[B]Name-[/B] Shayanne ?Shay? Raquel [B]Age-[/B] 23 [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://animevisions.net/Pictures/girls/AyaB.jpg]Shay[/URL] [B]Personality-[/B] Being the counselor that she is, Shay has a tendency to be strict and discipline the students, yet she has a soft spot for them and likes to act as a shelter. She may appear innocent and kind, perhaps angelic to those who don?t know her, but when school is out and there?s nothing to do, Shay is the motorcycle riding, late night partying, crazy plan making girl with a jaded heart and jaded eyes. Her students knew nothing of her other life, her other self, all they knew was the teacher who seemed to care about her students and called once in a while to check on them. It was strange, but it was as if she understood and when there was no one else to go to, Shay was there. If only she had someone like that, then perhaps she wouldn?t be so closed off to people, perhaps so much hatred towards the world would not become of her.

[size=1][color=#C82356]Holding Velvet in her arms, Carly looked back on the days when she wished that she could cry. It was hard for her to show emotion for it never really came to her as a human effect, only that she could feel others' emotions was the only closest to hers. She understood how Velvet felt and what the situation was like, but she never once cried herself, not even on her own time. Velvet looked up and choking sobs exited as hiccups. Smiling, Carly comforted her and wiped her tears away. She could see that Velvet missed that bond between a mother and a daughter, while Carly missed having that relationship. She smiled and suddenly, at that moment, felt as if Velvet and she had been searching for each other all of their lives. [B]"You must be tired. Do you want me to stay or can you handle the night alone with the others?"[/B] Silence hung in the air as Carly awaited an answer. [B]"If you want me to stay with you, I can." "No, I think I can handle it. If I need anything, I can call, right?" "Of course, sweetheart. I'm only a thought away if you ever need anything."[/B] Velvet smiled feebly and hugged Carly. [B]"Thanks."[/B] She left and Carly was alone in the room, left there to think of her own days, the days that left her angered and alone. She sighed and stood, knowing that those days would stick by her, never leaving, only a motion picture in her mind, reminding her. Yet, she knew that in her heart that Velvet may be the bright star against her dark nights. It may seem that she had become a surrogate mother, someone who can depend on her and look up to her, someone who just needs someone to be there, carrying her when troubles get her down... at least there someone.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356][B]OOC:[/B] Involvement is good, especially in New York, XP. Chuckling, J.T. took a seat next to the smiling Ryan. He couldn't help the fact that he had this way about him that just makes people jump and realize that he's there without a notice. He smirked and watched as Stan brought by some coffee. Ryan knew that he had hired her brother to work at his club, only to create a design for his club. She watched him drink the coffee and have this distant look in his eyes that made him look as if he was thinking endlessly. It intrigued her this much to sit there and watch. That day, J.T. wore a pinstripe suit with a tie that had three different shades of blue. It was always a mystery as to why J.T. wore only suits and never anything else. He looked at his watch and turned to Ryan, always knowing that she was watching him. He chuckled and she snapped to reality, popping all of her questions from her mind at that moment. [B]"What? What's so funny?" "Nothin'."[/B] J.T. sipped on his coffee and chuckled as he set it down. [B]"Only the fact that your daydreaming, chameleon eyes are bulging out of their sockets again."[/B] J.T. murmured and smirked as he looked at Ryan. She lightly punched him in the arm and playfully scoffed. J.T. checked his watch again and sighed. He knew he had to be back at the club again, but he despised the thought of sitting through another meeting. He cleared his throat and stood, thanking Ryan for the coffee. As he went to leave, Ryan stopped him, wanting to ask him a question. [B]"Hey, J!"[/B] Turning, his attention was on Ryan once again. [B]"Keep your schedule empty tomorrow night, k?"[/B] Nodding, J.T. left and knew Ryan had some crazy concoction in her mind, trying to get him away from all the work once again. He enjoyed it once in a while, being away from the meetings and such, it wasn't bad, but it was the idea of her getting him to do crazy things. He smiled subtly to himself and walked on towards the car that was parked outside of Camella's. Come one, come all to J.T.'s club known as ONYX.[/size][/color]

[B]Name-[/B] Beelzebub, also known as Lord of the Flies, Prince of Beasts, yet he calls himself Faust in the human world. [B]Gender-[/B] He is a masculine figure of the Demons [B]Faction-[/B] Hell [B]Appearance[/B] [URL=http://yoshi-room.hp.infoseek.co.jp/mknocolorhtml/e/beelzebub.jpg]True Form[/URL] [URL=http://weisskreuznet.de/Schwarz9.jpg]Human Form[/URL]- (Excluding the strait jacket. . .at times), Beelzebub is a tall, lanky man who appears to possess no physical strength. He has deep amber eyes that seem to look into your soul, cropped silver hair that gives him an intimidating look, and a voice that brings girls to their knees and makes men bow down. Around his body, Beelzebub wears bandages around his body for he cuts himself many times. Yet, over that he wears punk-ish clothing that sets off a necromantic look about him, but gives a bit of esoteric chill to those who have the time to stare. [B]Weapons-[/B] Other than the fact that Beelzebub is a demon, he has no primary weapon he uses. Whatever he can get his hands on; he will use it to his use and their dismay. Beelzebub has a way of creating weapons out of nothing as well, but also summoning powers of darkness and plagues to aid him. [B]Powers-[/B] Demonic in more ways than one, Beelzebub is possibly the most demented of them all. He has a tendency to kill with his bare... demonic hands and at times, he has a thrill for tormenting his victims, but under no circumstances does he leave any alive. But when in battle, Beelzebub is prone to feeling pain. He is the Lord of the Flies, Prince of Beasts and therefore, his only true power is that of natural disaster and rage, blood lusting for anything that should come his way. [B]Personality-[/B] A demon who fulfills his eternal life in Hell by taking it upon himself to integrate greed into the lives of humans, watching them fall, without fail, to the glittering gold that they desire so. He is an arrogant demon with a cold, demeaning, and bitter till the sweet end. Such derogatory manners have become of him and no matter what anyone says Beelzebub is one who prefers not to listen. He is filled with greed, only wanting power, rage, and the like. Nothing could seem much more important to him than regaining Hell from the Fallen Angels. But as a human, Beelzebub is nothing but a punk. He walks with an intimidating ambience about him, rarely talking and always having a blank stare, but constantly having a psychotic formula mixing in his brain. [B]Motivation-[/B] With eternal hatred in his empty soul, Beelzebub truly believes that there is no place in Hell for Fallen Angels. When Hell came forth, there was only one superior race the in the underworld and only one race ruled it, the demons. Although they were of many different calibers and types, they were all created from the spawn of death, decay, and ultimate evil. They were the ones who were to do the dark lord's bidding as he wishes, perhaps questioning his authority and such, but never arguing in his place. They were known as the Seven Lords, as they called themselves, and Beelzebub was part of it. They were at the top of the food chain, so to speak, constantly giving minions jobs that seemed unworthy to them, training those they thought deemed well for Hell's special army, and giving demons the righteous name in Hell. No longer were they rulers of the darkened world, but merely pawns in a game between God and Satan. Who did Satan trust in a land filled with weak and fearing creatures? It wouldn?t be the Fallen Angels when they fall once more, he?d turn his trust back to the Seven Lords, in the time that they?re needed the most, and what would behold them to answer to a being who turned his back on the true power in Hell?

[size=1][color=#C82356]Being the eldest of the group, Carly looked to Sol who curled his hands into a fist. He was angry inside and it burned a hole in his spirit. Sean looked to Carly who folded her arms across her chest; he took this to be a sign to head inside. Sol then released his fists and jammed his hands into his pockets, knowing that he and Carly was the only two outside. She merely waited for him to say something, but in his mind he only said, why? Sol sighed and walked towards the door when Carly put him in a telepathic bind. He tried to free himself but her power was greater than his. He tried to unlock her binding with his telekinetic power, but even that was no match for her telepathy. Carly closed her eyes and put a hand to her head. She looked up and walked to Sol. [B]Let me go, you hag![/B] An small insult, but an insult no less, came fom Sol's mouth. [B]If you don't let me go, I'll...[/B] [B]You'll what? You don't have the capacity to even do anything at the moment and you expect yourself to try something with me?[/B] Carly stopped him and looked at him with a scornful eye. She waited for the end of his sentence, but knew that he had nothing to say, knowing that he was useless in this fight. She sighed and unbinded him, allowing him the freedom to move, but created a barrier so that he was not allowed into the home until she was finished talking to him. Sol stood there, waiting for Carly to say something, anything, yet he was the first. [i]I saw them and I asked "why?" Why me? Why her? Just why? I know it's hard to realize that the one person you liked, loved, whatever, has just shown her true emotions to another person, a person of the same gender as she. How can you know?[/i] He then realized that he was out of his league when it came to relationships while talking with Carly. [B]Never mind. Look, I'll stop fighting, can I just go in?[/B] [i]No. I know how you feel, I've been there. Not in this situation, but I've been there. I've loved and lost, I've lost, and I've just been there. It still haunts me because no matter what I do, it won?t leave until I fully accept the fact that it happened. Being a telepath of my stature, you tend to remember things that you don't necessarily want to. Let your feelings out, don't suppress them. The longer you hold it in, the harder it is to let it out, and the more difficult it gets for your life.[/i][B]"Here, go inside. It's going to rain again."[/B] With a small sigh, Carly put down the barrier and Sol walked in. She knew how hard it was for someone to lose a person even if they were right there. It hurts, but you have to move on, knowing that a relationship is a relationship, no matter what it is. [B]OOC:[/B] Yuck, not my best, but Tag: Anyone.[/size][/color]

[B]Name-[/B] Xiao Heng Ran derives from the Chinese goddess of the moon and Jun Yi is her Korean name given to her by her mother, but she is more commonly known as White Lotus. Those who knew her mother and father well and partially raised her call her either Ran or Jun Yi, either way, she responds. [B]Sobriquet-[/B] She is known as the Yu Huang* for the beauty that she resembles and the death that she brings to the Pearls of Winter and those who stand by the Pearls, but she is more commonly known as White Lotus for her intricate ways. [B]Age-[/B] Her exact age is unknown, but it is said that Jun Yi is to in her late 20s to early 30s, although her image is as young as a late teen. [B]Gender-[/B] Female [B]Appearance/Description-[/B] [URL=http://www.animegalleries.net/albums/media/226/rk_misao003.jpg]Jun Yi[/URL]- Being a woman of imagination and disguise, Jun Yi has a reputation of wearing clothing outside of the Pearls of Winter's wear. She does not like to dazzle herself, making her stand out more than others, but she is conserved and resorts to only wearing urbane clothing or having a sophisticated look upon her, giving her a gentle, yet mysterious, look to her. She has an unorthodox look about her. Her face is of a porcelain doll, which seems to be uncommon among the Wintersweet Pavilion, and her body is limber and thin, similar to that of a dancer. She possesses characteristics unlike any other female for her style and image is given to her by the heavens, blessing her with a creative mind. Her dark brown eyes are calm and distant twinkling like the stars at night, her raven black hair waves in the breeze like an eagle that soars in the winds, her pale red lips that have volume is similar to that of an empress', and her face in all is a variety of sorts, one can never make out exactly who she is. Sophistication, elegance, mystery, and grace are all what she wears upon herself. Jun Yi does not necessarily dislike wearing feminine clothing. She'd rather wear clothing that comforts her and move freely in. In this case, she'd prefer to wear a Chinese fighter's suit when she feels safe in the presence of those she trusts, but she also wears comfortable clothing, which looks surprisingly refined. [B]Affiliation[/B] Pearls of Winter [B]Brocade-[/B] Wintersweet Pavilion- Jun Yi leaves nothing behind, not even a calling card for her house demands secrecy and therefore it cannot be traced back to her, but she wear a sprig of wintersweet blossom along with a white lotus, one of the more interesting flowers that the Snow of Plum Blossom had created for her, that is kept in the front of her clothing. [B]Weapons-[/B] A master of disguise is who she is and nothing more. She merely uses the devices given to her that is present and uses them to her liking, whatever they may be. But she also likes to carry two dual fans, made from the Winter Pine Pagoda, which has an engraved picture of a lotus on each fan. She also has several poisoned kanzashi pins in her hair as well as in a pouch that are marked with the calling of the lotus flower, taking the lives of those around her, and she also carries seven small vials with certain ?potions? in them that create different effects, depending on which one she uses. Somehow, Jun Yi is immune to any such poison, it travels through her blood but it does nothing to her. [B]Circumstances-[/B] A mother of the Korean descent and a father of the Chinese lineage, yet both were in the Pearls of Winter. Her mother, Kim Yuh-Reum, was a member of the Snow of Plum Blossom, because of her love for tea and the marketing business, and her father, Xiao Lin, was a member of the White Pine Pagoda, because of his brute combat and known ways of fighting. They met within the Pearls of Winter and the leaders of the houses saw the love in their eyes and could see that they would become a family of happiness, prosperity, and grace. They saw to it that the two become intimately introduced and given time, marry. As the years went by, Jun Yi's mother and father did not completely leave the Pearls of Winter, but they had taken an absence of leave for a period of time to become a family and raise their child, a child that was born within the Pearls of Winter. At this moment, Jun Yi's parents are still living, but no longer in the service of the Pearls of Winter for their old age have caused them to, not necessarily abandon, but leave the Pearls of Winter. They have sent their daughter to them, in hope that she would bring them honor and glory to their name. [B]Introduction-[/B] The sun rose as Jun Yi sat in the white carpeted garden, the snow still falling onto the ground. A sly smile slowly made its way onto her face as she watched the final ray of light hit the top of the trees. Time had set itself into her hands and the day had begun with her mission. Jun Yi stood and walked away from the stone bench on which she sat upon, dusting off the snow that fell onto her. She left the vicinity of the garden, only to return after her mission, to watch the sun set. It was an hour past the time that the sun had rose and Jun Yi was preparing for her mission, packing various items that may be of use to her during the time. With a final check, Jun Yi was ready and her disguise was set, White Lotus would step out of the house as Jun Yi stayed home. Her ways would be that of the disguise, which was a geisha girl at the moment, a concubine if you must, who was finding her way into the world. With a final breath of the fresh air and sprinkling snow, Jun Yi began to walk the streets. Arriving at the Forbidden Courts, Jun Yi unfolded her fan and covered her face, watching the movements of those around her. She was careful in the environment around her and was watchful of those that came to her. The movements of the people were distinct and knowing, it was easy to pick out the victim who should fall to Jun Yi?s hands. It was only a matter of time when the plot will thicken and everything will take place, leaving only Jun Yi and her prey, leading them into a trap that they wished they had never seen. [B]Other-[/B] Yu Huang was known as the Jade Emperor of Chinese Mythology. He ruled over all of heaven and Earth, was known as the most powerful and revered of Chinese Gods, and his administrators are the Cheng-Huang, Tu-Di, and various other deities in charge of wind, rain, thunder, etc.

[size=1][color=#C82356]Taking Sammy's things, Carly put them in a cabinet underneath the seat and gave an extra helmet to Sammy. She then proceeded onto Rita's house, where she dropped them off for a moment. She told them to stay at Rita's house for a moment or so until she got a car since her bike could not carry all of their things or the three. Carly arrived back at the apartment that she had bought and placed Sammy's belongings in a room. She then sighed and grabbed the keys to her car, a Subaru WRX. She went back to Rita's house and walked up to the door, mentally knocking on the two girls' minds, as well as knocking on the door in front of her. The two girls popped out with Rita's belongings and Carly helped put them in the car as the two entered Carly's car. Cracking her neck, Carly closed her door and sped out onto the road towards her house, but soon turned hungry. [B]"Hey, are you two hungry? We can stop by somewhere and eat for a bit before going back to my place."[/B] Silence hung in the air and Carly became impatient. When hunger strikes in her stomach, Carly either gets agitated or impatient, depending on the situation and in this case, she was impatient. [B]"Come on, it's either now or wait until we get home. And at this moment, I'd rather eat now. So...what's it going to be?" "I am a little hungry."[/B] Rita spoke to Carly, who sat beside her in the passenger seat. [B]"Sammy, why don't you just eat? I think it'd be better. Let's get burgers, how about that?"[/B] A small fine came from the backseat and Carly could hear small curses from the child's mind. A smirk appeared and Carly entered a drive-thru, knowing she did not want to eat inside. She paid and sped off with their food, wanting to get home as soon as possible. Once she parked the car and went into her apartment, the two girls were in awe of her home. It was nothing like the other apartments, such room and color was inside it. It reminded them of the apartments of the movies and was just amazed. Carly merely chuckled and turned on all the lights, setting Rita's items in a room next to Sammy's. [B]"Sit down, eat your food. You guys can tour the house later."[/B][/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356][B]Name:[/B] Jordan Adelaire [B]Age-[/B] 27 [B]Gender-[/B] Male [B]Appearance-[/B] Jordan is a man who has a mild build and does not have to worry about his weight when he eats massive amounts of food. His [B]Occupancy-[/B] Jordan is an archaeologist, one of the most finest alongside Amelia. He is a great man of history and acknowledges every single bit he is able to view as the most precious item on earth, even if its quality is less than what most pieces would be. He is also a part-time substitute teacher at a University, teaching in history and biology courses. He is also a bartender when he is not working with Amelia in finding artifacts and whatnot, volunteering, or teaching. Jordan is known as one of the best in the bartending business. He has created many acquaintances at the club that he works at and is known as the funniest bartender. His nickname is Roger Rabbit. [B]Biography[/B] [/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356]As Annalisse has said before about getting to know, talk with, and write with, I have also had the great pleasure in meeting new people. It's always an amazing day at the OB, whether it be good or bad. We have our off days, as well as our On-days, but more over, it's the fact that there are so many talented people here who write brilliantly and that is what amazes me each day. During my time here, I've gone from script-writing to a somewhat literary writing. I've had the time to develop my creativeness and skills, gaining constructive criticism and friends who are able to help me when ideas pop into my head. If it weren't for the OB members, I'd personally stay hidden and distant from everyone, never knowing what's what and possibly taunt and yell those who are here. This is possibly one of the most organized and perfectly fit forums that I have had the pleasure of getting to know. I am just astounded and amazed at the many things that James, Arcadia, Panda, and all the other moderators do to provide us a greater place to be. It's a welcoming place and I'd recommend this place to those who are a fan of either role-playing, creating, or just a fan of anime. Otakuboards has become my "home", if you could say. This is one place that I adore and will never ever leave, even if you pry my fingers away, so to speak. And, I have noticed that many of the members here stay at OB for some of the same reasons and I can surely say that I am proud to be a member of the OB ^_^.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356]My natural hair color is black, or a dark-brown, the only time I've dyed my hair was in the 7th grade and it was blonde highlights, which turned my head really yellow, and at the moment I just want to dye my hair a spontaneous color. A friend of mine said blue, another said purple, silver, green, or even red.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356][B][U]What's special about Oregon?[/B][/U] There are several things, in fact, that are interesting about Oregon. I've lived here since I was born and since then, I've always said that it was one of the most boring places to be, but it must be because I have no car and I usually take the MAX and bus. Anywho, here are some things that I like about Oregon. [list] [*][B]The beaches-[/B] Several of the beaches here are just beautiful. Someone told me that California beaches are nothing compared to Oregon beaches, which is difficult for me to believe. But although the beaches are cold and the weather is misty, it's still really nice and a place that's great to get away to. [*][B]Portland-[/B] One awesome place to be, but too many "gangsters" walking around talking about "Shoot him, shot her, banged her, beat him" and all that shiz-nit that they talk about. Excluding that, Portland is a really nice place to be. There's uptown Portland, which is a grand place filled with restraunts and stores. Downtown, Portland is nice too, because it has the waterfront and malls. [*][B]Mt. Hood and other mountains-[/B] All of these mountains are dormant volcanoes and these are places that the Oregonians are able to go up to and spend time doing what we love in the snow. [*][B]Expo Center-[/B] At the Expo Center we have several car shows and other spectacular inventory type things. Sorry, but the only thing I know about the Expo Center is the car shows and the breakdancers. [*][B]Rose Garden Arena-[/B] This is where a lot of things happen. We have concerts, basketball games, circuses, and several other events. [*][B]Portland Trail Blazers-[/B] Yes, yes, the drugee ballers are here at Portland Oregon. But it doesn't mean that I don't got no love for them. [*][B]Universities-[/B] We have several universities, one of which Phil Knight is a fouder of or something like that. The University that I want to go to is U of O! GO DUCKS! [*][B]Nike Stores-[/B] Phil Knight is all I can say. [*][B]Malls-[/B] My favorite thing to do is go to the mall and chill with my friends. I LOVE going to the mall, even if I don't have anything to do or if I don't have any money. [/list] I'm pretty sure I have left several things out, but if I remember, I'll put it down.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356]I like the idea of this. This will give me a chance to be able to go crazy and just all-out funny ^_^. I'd be happy to join in this charade of games and laughter.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356][B]Hello, Good Morning, How you doin'?[/B] I waited for him at the cafe. He was late and I was impatient. I checked my watch. [B]"Hello.[/B] I smiled. [B]"Good morning."[/B] Simultaneously we asked, [/B]"How you doin'?"[/B] [B]Just A Ride[/B] He grabbed my hand and I was pulled. My heart was beating. He held onto my hand. I looked at him and felt it push up. [i]Heart racing.[/i] I closed my eyes and felt it go faster. [i]Tension.[/i] It stopped... I opened my eyes and we fell through the sky, bungeeing down. [B]The thrill[/B] A cold and tingling sensation. Something just chilled my spine. I looked at him. He looked at me. We smiled and held each other in a warm embrace. I closed my eyes and jumped, oh what joy is the thrill in skinny dipping. [B]Parting is such sweet sorrow[/B] We walked. I held his hand. We stopped under a maple tree. He looked into my eyes. I smiled at him. He smiled back. He moved in closer. I closed my eyes. We kissed as lovers would kiss. Time had stopped for us. [i]"Good night, good night, parting is such sweet sorrow."[/i][/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356][i]Help us.[/i] Jarrah knew at once that Sumiyaka was searching for someone to help them. He growled and reattached his armor and grabbed his weapons, slamming the door open and storming downstairs, calling the Night Breed as he did. At a rush, Akuma and 5 others came to his side. Jarrah looked to them and nodded, they knew at once to go and aid Sumiyaka and Kuroichi. [B]"Oy, listen up! No one leaves the grounds and no one enters! I'll be back in a few. I'll call if I'm late."[/B] He waited a moment before leaving and addressed them once more. [B]"And I won't be late. Got that?"[/B] The Zugai looked to each other as the tall wooden doors shut and the six vampires walked the streets, rushing to help their master. Jarrah rode atop a soundless Harley Davidson, while the others rode in either a car or a modern bike. They all soon came upon a demolished building with two silhouetted figures on the ground. Jarrah called out to Sumiyaka who answered to his voice. The Night Breed quickly surrounded the figures and carefully protected them, one created an ancient spell of sanctuary, while another cast a spell on their weapons. Jarrah walked up and Kuroichi looked to him. [B]"Kuro, this ain't a good thing, don't you know? Going out, raising hell, destroying buildings. It's all bad for the health, ya know?" "My friend, I am just glad that you?re here." Kuroichi turned to Sumiyaka and addressed her. [B]"Help me up, my love." "C'mon, let's get you home. You need to heal. There'll be no more rough housing for you tonight, even if there was one.'[/B] Kuroichi chuckled and Jarrah bellowed a great laugh and carried Kuroichi in his arms. The Night Breed followed closely behind to ensure safety of the three. Jarrah placed Kuroichi in the back seat of the car with Sumiyaka and sat atop his bike, raising his hand to inform the others to leave at once. They sped off and the winds followed suit, never leaving Sumiyaka as she traced Kuroichi's face. [B]"You're safe now, darling. You?re here with me."[/B][/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356]It felt strange to be around children whose ages were younger than she, except for Rita, who seemed to be in her early 20s. Carly could feel the greater strength in the boy?s telekinesis and Velvet?s powers laid in the power of empathy, which was exactly like hers. She smiled to herself and Velvet noticed it, she had a mere idea of what Carly knew. [B]"I possess the power of empathy, which is my stronger point, and I also have the ability of telepathy. I practiced and trained in both, but empathy is the greatest so far. I have yet to test the extent of my finite powers." "Finite, what's that?"[/B] The young one named Sammy chirped and stood beside Velvet, looking at Carly with large hush puppy eyes, twinkling even in the rain, all Carly could do was smile. [B]"It is the antithesis of infinite, which means limitless, endless, on and on. Finite means limited, ending, and a certain point. Does that clear it up?"[/B] The young girl nodded and Carly noticed that the youngest there was Velvet, next to her was Shaun, then Sammy, after her Sol, Julia, Rita, and finally herself. It was strange that even children of these ages had developed powers and was somewhat advanced, not as much as she, but developed for their age. She smirked and chuckled, watching these children speak.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#C82356]Walking out of her office, several people called out to her, but she held her hand up and walked on, knowing she had to find this young girl. There were two children, in fact, one was the girl she had seen and the other was a boy she had mentally felt. He protected her from everything, he wanted to protect her from everything. Carly sighed and found her bike. She put on her black helmet, turned the engine on, and listened to the roar of her bike as she sped off to find the girl. Remembering the area in which the girl was, Carly spoke into the hidden speaker and microphone in her helmet and placed the seen images into the GPS system that was in her bike. It showed a holographic image in her helmet and raced on to find that area. She knew exactly where it was, for it was the place that her mother died. But as Carly went on, a mental beep went off in her mind. She slowed down and locked in on whoever or whatever was coming to the girl. She saw the shadow of a young girl, approximately the age of perhaps 15, searching for the girl. She nodded to herself and knew that the girl was far behind, it didn't matter for they were all searching for the girl. Soon enough, Carly came upon the street that the girl was at. The rain poured down upon her as she rode through it. Carly knew that in order to not scare the girl, she would have to call out to her, try to get past her defense shields, if she could. Yet a smirk came upon her and Carly slowly rode her bike towards two silhouettes that stood in the rain. Carly stopped a few feet away and called out to the girl, who knew she was there. [i]Hello.[/i] was all she said and the girl replied back in a beautiful, almost angelic, voice. [i]Hi. Were you looking for me? That I was child.[/i] Smiling, Carly took off her helmet and turned the engine off. She then proceeded to walk towards the two, but stopped only about three feet away. [i]What's your name?[/i] Carly awaited the answer, but she suddenly felt the girl being pushed away from the conversation and a mental voice enter it. The voice belonged to the boy who protected the girl so. His tone was angry and demanding, almost as if he was frightened. [i]Who are you and what do you want?[/i] Smirking, Carly responded to the boy [i]My, a charming young man, you are. If it is a name you want, then it is a name I shall give. Carly Matthews and I do not want anything. I was called to her.[/i] [B]"Velvet."[/B] Carly turned to Velvet, an eyebrow raised in question. [B]"You asked my name and my name is Velvet, Mrs. Matthews."[/B] Carly chuckled to herself and this time, it was the two children that were confused. [B]"Is something funny?" "Actually, yes. Something does amuse me. You see, Mrs. Matthews was my mother. I'd prefer it if you called me Carly, Velvet."[/B][/size][/color]

[size=1][color=#8A1A28]Well, just recently I watched The Count of Monte Cristo and I had this urge to create a Role Playing Story, but as I was thinking about the plot and what would be involved in it, I thought of this soap I watched and in it, they had a masquerade party for their grand opening of a new hotel. I was just astounded by it and it dazzled me to love masquerade. I just fell in love the first time I saw it. Anyways, what I am asking from the artists is that if you could create a banner and avatar set for me, if it is not difficult and time consuming. But for this set, I have several ideas, well three to be exact. The first idea is that I have a masquerade girl with either a full mask or a half mask. I would like the background to be black or elegant-like with elegant writing in silver along with Neuvoxetere somewhere on the banner and a quote, "A beauty that brightens the world" and for my avatar, I'd just like the face of the girl. The second idea I have is to have a masquerade ball picture that fills the whole banner and have "There is no party like a masquerade where even the wise become fools on this day" in gold and have my name somewhere on it. For the avatar, it would just be a section of the picture. Now, finally, the third idea that I wish to give to you is have just a masked face in the shadow of while a mask is the main picture and have the quote "Cover your pride, hide the pain, and mask the person within" and have my name, of course. The words I wish to have in some sort of beautiful red color. Avatar would have just the mask, if you woul please. If there are any questions, please feel free to PM me. Have at it and good luck ^_^, I shall await for the finale.[/size][/color]