Deadpool

[color="#8B0000"]well since i am out of the marine core now i have time to get back at this. [b]Name:[/b] Jensen Varus [b]Age:[/b] 28 [b]Appearance:[/b] [url="http://migthenig.deviantart.com/art/Bleach-Grimmjow-6-and-adjucha-153809994?q=sort%3Atime+favby%3Aflusermon&qo=1"]Jensen[/url] His eyes are a pale blueish green and his canines and nails are elongated. He stands at six foot one in and weighs roughly 209lbs. Is normally seen in a long sleeved green shirt and a pair of jeans and boots. he makes no effort to hide his unnormal features from anyone. [b]Demon Appearance:[/b] [url="http://rinpoo-chuang.deviantart.com/art/dragon-hurlant-24245064"]Vastra[/url] When his wings unfurl to about twelve foot from tip to tip. Stands at alittle over seven foot. [b]Personality:[/b] Calm, quiet, observing, and collecting. He constantly watchs everything due to his anaylzing nature. Is more interested in learning and going over past archives with a bottle of whiskey and a cigar then going out and partying. If he cant be found in his room he can either be found in the gym lifting and training with metal playing in the background or he can be found on the roof with his violin that he has been playing for over twenty years. Wont hesistate to help someone when asked but wont jump to do it on his own. [b]Weapon:[/b] [url="http://pherim.deviantart.com/art/Demon-Axe-160373151"]Hyron[/url] It stands five inches taller then Jensen. [b]Power:[/b] Controls the essence of fire. Able to manipulate somewhat but still needss more practice. Not very fast on land in his demon form but is a powerhouse if he does connect. [b]Demon Parent:[/b] [url="http://fray-ze-ay.deviantart.com/art/The-Fire-Dragon-125156411"]Tayrus[/url], the Dragon Lord of Fire, said to be the demon to control the flames of hell. Used to guard the gates until the Wolf Mother took his place, there fore causing a haterd towards the wolves of hell that is taught in every member of the dragon demons figured i would try to complment a litte of each character as well as add a clash of conflict with them, espcially with your character knuckles girl. hope you like it and glab to be back[/color]

Jason stopped just before the Golden Gate Bridge as the sun touched the horizen casting everything in a dull orange glow. He revved his bike a couple times then reached down and ripped off the tracker. He had purposedly left it there so they would know where he went. He took off down the bridge at a slow place. About the middle of the bridge stood a lone figure dressed in egyptian still clothing. he bored the head of a dog and in his hands were two egyptian still hand scythes. "Welcome Jason i have been calling to you for sometime. The beast inside you was hard to reach and getting it persuaded was even harder" Jason remained on his bike as he leaned back crossing his arms. "Well now i am here what do you want?" The figure held up its hands which were human after it attached the scythes to his sides. "A deal Jason that is it" Jason shrugged. "Oookay sooo what is it along with your name at that." The figure smiled. "The deal is you help me and the rest of egyptian gods of death and darkness in our plans" Jason shrugged again. "What is my gift since obvisioly you are a god?" The god smiled. "Control of your werewolf form completely. Become the ultimate alpha male wolf and this." A long elgant blade form in his hand catching Jason's attention. The blue metal shined in the dying sunlight and the silver lines gleamed brightly. "My father's sword" The god smiled. "With his power inside of it" Jason dismounted his bike and walked forward then held out both his hands. "We have a deal" The god handed over the sword and pressed his hand to Jason's chest causing a sharp pain to rack his entire body. He feel to his knees then stood up slightly out of breath. "Just another couple questions. Does this power still exist if you somehow managed to die in the upcoming future and what is your name?" The figure smiled his fangs baring. "I am Anubis and yes it does. There is one more thing you need to accomplish and that is kill your sister before Ra does. Cant have him inter..." His words were cut short as the sword was plunged through his chest. "Sorry cant hurt family" That was the moment the Gate coven attacked in full force.

Jason was standing outside the room still when Demetri walked outside. "If you truely love my sister like you make it sound i never want to see you like you were when she was gone. Never again" Demetri eyed him, Jason could smell his anger rising. Jason took a step away from the wall and stretched. "And another thing too, its good to see you smile and you should probably leave drinking to the professionals" He gave a smirk and Demetri chuckled a bit. "You will always be an ass wont you" Jason nodded. "It just wouldnt be me if i was all sappy and what not. And dont let Alex know she has a brother cause apparently she only remembers things if she sees them so get rid of everything that has to do with me" Demetri looked puzzeled. "What do you mean?" Jason pointed to his chest. "I and the wolf have some things we have to settle and i dont know if I will live through it. So if i dont she doesnt need to feel that pain again." He through up the duece sign as he packed his things and jumped out the window. He walked into the garage and made his way to the back and pulled the cover off his old harley. He revved it a couple times before taking off towards the way the wolf told him to go.

Name: Carter Viceroy Age: 28 Appearance: later Personality: Hyper and sarcastic. Always joking no matter the circumstance even if things are going downhill. Rarely gets mad and about ninety percent of the time has a grin on his face. Weapon: Two double bladed axes which can be fasten together to create a double sided pole arm and a length of chain he keeps wrapped around his left arm. Dragon Spirit: Thunder

Marcus and Jason shared a couple drinks as they pondered over how to find Ali. they were going over plans when suddenly Marcus looked at Jason. "I have and idea dont take this the wrong way but do you think that you could track her? You know like how a dog tracks its prey?" Jason shot Marcus a look. "I am not wearing a collar and fetching a ball if thats what your asking" Marcus laughed. "It does bring a pretty funny image but no" Jason pondered the idea for a moment. "The only problem is the wolf listened to me when our goals where on the same page. I dont know if they still are" Marcus tapped his chin. "I have a few ideas meet me outside in An hour" An hour later Jason stood outside waiting on Marcus when suddenly he heard a bang and a bullet peirced his leg. His anger took over and switched into the wolf rehealing itself. It turned around to find Marcus holding the gun. The wolf charged Marcus when he suddenly drew a blade of silver causing the wolf to stop. Marcus motioned to the blade. "You know what this is dont you?" The wolf growled its eyes gleaming. Marcus smiled realizing he had got the beast to listen. "I am Marcus a friend of Jason" The beast let out a snort. "Yes i know i shot him but i needed you to understand. You and him share the same body. You both wanted to kill Hank and you did. But now their is another problem i need you to let Jason have control again for." The beast snorted again and tensed ready to pounce when Pocket walked around from behind him and uncorked a vial of Ali's blood. Suddenly the beast's eyes darted back adn forth between the two wondering where its pack member was. Marcus nodded realizing the beast was confused. "This is Pocket another friend of Jason. We are no enemy too you. A member of your pack has gone missing and we are trying to find her. If you understand..." He paused for a second. "Pocket to do have a camera?" She made one appear. "Yes why?" Marcus turned towards the beast. "If you understand I need you to sit down and let me take a picure with you" The beast sat down and Pocket took the picture. "Jason is going to kill you, you do realize right?" Marcus nodded. "I know bit he is always making jokes." He turned towards the beast. "Give me Jason" The beast reverted and jason bore a very pissed off look causing Marcus to take a step back. "Marcus you are so dead". Marcus held up his hands in surrender. "But someone needs to go talk to Demetri and i am in no condition to take a punch" Jason sighed as he made his way to Demetri's room. He opened the door and dodged a wind blast. He took one look at Demetri and started laughing. "You look like ****" Demetri shot him an angry look. "Jason leave me alone" Jason shrugged. "No" Wsuddenly and blast of wind threw him through the wall. He casually brushed himself off as he stood up. "still no" Another blast sent him outside the buidling. Jason started laugh!ng. "Hey Demetri. Its still a no you punk" Demetri landed on the ground as Jason stood up. "Your no good for her" Suddenly Jason found himself being pummeled repeatedly by Demetri as tears streamed out his eyes cursing Jason with every hit. Jason suddenly used his power to send Demetri into a series of convulsions allowing him to stand up his wounds already healed. He stood the surge and whispered int( Demetris ear. "If you really are the guy for her you will travel with me and the others to her last known location to see what we find. You will not speak to anyone we meet there only fight if called upon" Jason ended his point by charging up his arm and delivering a backhand that sent Demetri sliding across the estate.

The wolf reached right past Marcus and grabbed a hold of Sybille slamming him into the wall several times before torquing its body sending him sliding down the hallway into Hank. Needles could be seen sticking everywhere out of its hide as Sybille and Hank scrambled back to their feet. "What is a werewolf doing inside here?" the moment the wolf's eyes laid on Hank something snapped in its mind. It let out a howl as it changed back into Jason. Jason's eyes sparkled yellow as he locked eyes with Hank. "Hey buddy long time no see" Sparks flew off Jason traveling the metal walls and causing the lights to flicker then explode. Everything was pitch black save for the glowing of Marcus' runes. Jason put a hand on Marcus' shoulder giving him a small jolt bringing him back around. "Blues help him. I defiantly have something i need to take care of" Hank took a couple steps back. "Jason...how in the" He was cut off as a bright flash flilled the hall and a blast of electricty caught him in the chest creating a hole in his rock armor. He slid down the hall until it turned and slammed into the wall. Suddenly a bolt of elecrticty hit Jason causing him to laugh as he turned to Sybille. "We cant hurt each other well no by using my power. All its going to do is charge up the other one. I just hope you can find a way to discharge it before something happens." he took off down the hallway as Hank was standing up and slammed his shoulder into his chest, chunks of rock flying everywhere everytime Jason attcked. "You should never have betrayed me like that" Jason's eyes gleamed yellow as he hit Hank from every which direction repeatedly since Hank couldnt see and only defend himself. The wolf inside of him was forced to remain passive due to Jason's sheer determination to make Hank suffer for everything

Jason and Marcus appearred in the middle of a giant field. Nothing was around for miles, no roads, no buildings save for a small white transformer station that looked abandoned with wires running from it. "Cloak are you sure we are in the right place cause i have no been greeted by an enemy yet?" Cloak pulled out the locator and showed the blinking spot right where they were standing. "What the **** man?" Jason let out a small growl then stopped and looked at Marcus. "You thinking what Im thinking?" Marcus nodded smiling."Has to be" Cloak looked between the two confused. "Has to be what?" Marcus pointed down at the ground. "Only sensible reason." Jason nodded. "step one locate base complete. Step two, find the damn door" He looked around until his eyes settled on the white building. He motioned for them to follow as he snuck up on the door and heard a pair of voices inside. He held up three fingers and counted down to one. As his last finger dropped he slammed into the door and grabbed one of the soldiers. the second one was able to get a shot off before Marcus snapped his neck. Jason repeatedly slammed the man's head with the door until his skull caved in. "**** i forgot to ask him where the entrance was" He clasped his hands as he turned to the control panel next to the generators. Marcus walked up beside him and pulled the syringe out of his side. " why is it that these dont take you down? Jason shrugged. " Chemistry was not my strong suit" Cloak tapped a finger to his chin. "It might be the fact that his dna no longer resembles ours due to the lycan disease so his body kills it the moment it enters" Jason scratched his head. "Still really dont understand" Marcus just laughed. "It doesnt matter we just need to figure out how to open" "lets keep things simple" Jason followed the cords till he found when the incoming power to the generators. "I like the lights off. It always makes the woman looked better." he let out a laugh as he halfway sliced the cords with one of his blades connecting himself to the circuit. He amplfied the power starting to make the generators spark. "Just in case they have backup lets but them in total darkness" suddenly the generators blew along with the lights. A loud grating sound was heard as a section of ground opened up. Marcus moved to redo the runes when Jason stopped him. "Let the beast come. its too intent on getting Ali to bother you and plus the darkness will make them not know what happe%ing."

Jason paced back and forth uneasily before he found Marcus. "Hey i am going to take your shift" Marcus looked at him unexpectedly. "You just came back" Jason nodded. "I have to get out. I am too much of a danger here to everyone" Marcus pointed at the runes on Jason's chest as he was putting on a shirt. "That should hold the change for a good while" Jason finished putting on his shirt. "Under normal conditions it would, but everytime i use my power and my ability and a rapid evolution due to this curse you are going to have to put more and more each time." He threw on his jacket and strapped his blades to his thighs. "Keep me posted on Ali" He walked outside and saw Pocket waiting all bundled up to keep warm. "Lets go" She looked from him back to the building. "I thought i was going with Marcus" Jasin shrugged and trudged off. "Plans change all the time." Pocket watched him walk a bit then hurried after hime. "Wait up." They walked for an hour in complete silence, Jason's thoughts on his curse, Ali, and the danger he posed. The curse and his power couldn't have been at more odds. "Sooo... you were the leader of once famous Sierra squad" Pocket's voice snapped him from his thoughts. "I was once." Another few minutes of silence passed before she spoke again. 'So what happened?" Jason stopped and looked straight at her, his eyes stopping her in his tracks. "Follow me" He walked up to what once was a bar and kicked in the door. Dust rose into the air and the door crashed into a table and chairs. He motioned towards an empty chair as he went behind the bar and began digging through counters till he found a bottle of rum and vodka. He set the bottle in front of vodka in front of Pocket and took a swig of the rum. "I was sent in to eliminate a den of werewolves that got aggresive or so i was told." He rumaged through more cabinets as he spoke storing bottles inside his jacket and pockets. "Everything went off without a hitch and we eliminated the pack alpha or so we thought. Turned out we were given the wrong hit and we ended up killing the alpha's mate. werewolves have the ability to feel their family and know when one is hurt or dead and it drives them harder and makes them stronger.'" He took another swig, the memories playing out like a movie in his head. "Things quickly went from bad to worse. The wolves can at us with hatred and no regard for their own lives. My team got seperated in the chaos and spread out through the mansion. I found myself alone in the east wing with only a couple wolves. After that i found myself in the library with the pack alpha." He took another drink feeling the burn on his throat. "We fought, my power enhancing my body enough to beat him. As i drove my blade into his heart he stuck me with a sryinge. It wasn't till after the den and we regrouped that i found out he and injected me with the lycan disease.' "It turned out the curse doesn't stop with the pack alpha. If the one who slays the alpha has even a trace of the disease in him, he becomes the new bearer of the curse. That next night was a full moon and i changed, I killed everyone at the camp and then fled." He downed the rest of the bottle and grabbed another. 'The rest is i came upon the own you found me in. Turned out it was one big cult and they begged me to turn them. When i refused, they subdued me and drew my blood and one by one they all changed. Then you found me" He took another drink and sat down on the floor leaning against the bar next to the barstool Pocket occupied. "And thats it" He stared at his hands his mind flashing back to when the blood of his teammates dripped from them. He blinked snapping himself out of his trance and took another swig. "So tell me about you"

Jason snatched Pocket as she ran to the edge of the chasym screaming for Ali. he yanked her back as the ice she was standing on fell away. "Marcus we need to find another way around. the team needs to regroup before we get them. Its safer then us being split up in three groups." Marcus nodded. "Finding another way around is going to be hard. This chasym is about twelve feet across." Jason started smiling. "Thats were my power comes in. Cant use it a whole lot or bad things happen but i should be good." Marcus tilted his head. "that is true we havent seen your special talent yet" Jason pulled out a pair of rubber gloves out of his pockets and donned them then set a hand on Pocket's shoulder. "Do you trust me?" Pocket eyes grew a skeyptical look causeing jason to smile. "good point. kind of a bad time to be asking that" Suddenly sparks of static flew off his arms as he charged his muscles then spun sending a screaming Calypso across the chasym landing in a snow drift next to Jeff and Sasa. Jason took a deep breath. He knew in his mind he could get Marcus and all the gear and dogs across before he overloaded and his body would immediatly change into a werewolf to repair itself but at least they would be safe from him.

[color="#8B0000"]Jason casually strolled down the street not giving the mob a second glance and onle slightly diverting his path as a giant man came running through. He could feel the liquor coursing though his veins. Five years and still nothing could drown away the memories. His dead team and most imporantly his family if they were still alive. He paused to lean against a railing and stare out into the pastures. Five years had done a lot to change him even more then in... "Jason...is-is that you?" He turned back to regard the emotional girl in front of him as the big man came up and supportted her when she almost collapsed for some reason. "Alex what in the hell do you think your doing? You get caught, break loose and run away from us? Are you trying to get killed?" "D-Demetri...he's my-" Jason had no idea what was going on but that was mostly due to the drinks he had prior to the drama play that was going on in front of him. He jumped suddenly when he realized the girl had just touched him. "Your real...it is you...isn't it? Jason?" "Look babe, I think you have me confuse with someone else." His mind was unable to completely process what was going on besides the fact that she was crazy though she did look slightly familier. Suddenly she grabbed his shirt and pulled him down face to face and started cursing though he didnt hear any of it. his whole body went into shock and instantly he was sober the moment his eyes locked with hers. She let go as he frowned studying her. "Ali? Little Ali?" "Alex, would you mind explaining what in gods name is going on." Another man walked up his arms folded impatiently across his chest Ali looked back at them. "He's my brother..." Now the words struck home. In the blink of an eye he had her in his arms wrapped in a powerful embrace. "Ali!! My sweet little sister, well not so little anymore but still" Ahe exploded into tears again as he hugged him. "Where have you been? They told me you were dead, slaughtered by werewolves" That last sentance snapped Jason out of his happiness and the lingering scent of smoke filled his nostrils confirming his supisciouns. . He put her at arms reach causing her to get a confused look as too why her lost brother cut the hug short. "Leave now!" Ali pushed back at him trying to get closer. "No i just found you" Jason glanced over Marcus' shoulder and gave a nod to direct the two guys attention to the mob that was getting closer. "Take her and leave. Regroup and come back to get me cause i no she will" The giant man pulled a screaming Ali off Jason who walked forwards towards the mob. "Go now i promise Ali i will be fine" The two guys ran off with a screaming Ali as the mob encirled Jason. Fists flew back and forth and He hit as many as possible, ven snapped a few neck before he was brought down and beaten unconcious. He awoke a few hours later chained in the basement of one of the buildings and the thickest chains ever made were wrapped around him. But surprisingly with whatthe pain he knew he was going to endure when the townspeople came down he had the biggest smile on his face. He knew they wouldnt kill him. They needed him too much[/color]

[color="#8B0000"]Name: Jason Talon Age: 32 Appearance: [url="http://i438.photobucket.com/albums/qq107/Kira-Karix-chan/BloodyGuy.jpg"]Jason five years ago[/url]. He now has a scar running over his left eye and gained muscle mass due to his lycan curse. his body has been scarred repeatedly due to being in captivity. Personality: easygoing carefree with a sarcastic side that tends to drive people wild at times. never seems to take anything seriously even when its a matter of life and death and prefers to let everything roll off his shoulders with a joke. the only thing that can provoe him though his any reference towards family or what happened during his mission when it was claimed kia. Unfortuantly he has no control over when he changes and everyone is a foe. Weapons: two mp5 which he calls crowd control. other then that he just has two five inch long serrated daggers strapped to his thighs Ability: Aside from his lycan curse. He has the ability to control elctricity whether it be throwing it from his hands to grabbing a metal object and transfering it through it. he drawback to his ability is that at times he has to occasionally release the static building up inside him otherwise his muscles would end up crushing him due to the static causing them to work harder he does this by changing forms. downside is that he goes beserk and attacks everything until calmed down or unconcious, in wolf mode everything is fair game both friend and foe he sees no difference. [/color]

[color=darkred][size=1] [b]Oct 13 3000[/b] I don't know what is happening to me. I did something today i never had done before. I killed someone today. Well it was me but it wasnt me I really dont know. I dont know exactly how it happened but i brought something from somewhere, something that didnt belong. I feel wierd for saying this but it felt good. i am going to look further into it. [b]Jul 21 3002[/b] I met some people today, said they could help me. Help me control what I have. This power I contain. I have decided to go with them, see what they can help me with. I guess i will cut this journal short....for now. [b]Name:[/b] Cassen Wiliasion [b]Age:[/b] 25 [b]Ability:[/b] Summon/Possession Cassen's ability is a different one. He is capable of summoning spirits and demons then possessing thier forms to use for his own gain until he has no more need of them. The only downside is he must force the spirits; own essance out before taking over and thus mastering it. Extansive tests have shwon he is quite a dominating force able to master all of them except one. This one almost killed him and we strongly mark he should never try to bring this one back into our realm. We have also noticed that his persona is slightly altered with each different form, we do not know exactly what causes this but we have a theory that it happens when he enters the different forms, taking on personality characteritics of that said form. In addition, he seems to be able to draw upon the residual lifeforce of these spirits to heal himself, but only when he is in their form. It seems to be that he has all the knowledge that they possessed and is able to use their powers quite effictenly. Due to the fact that this is his talent and he must change form to use their powers we have but the subject through extensive martial arts and muscle building programs so that he will not be useless in human form. But in all Cassen is suitable for the team and will make a valued member to this orginization. [url=http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/3918werewolf-11.jpg][b]Sleet:[/b][/url] Though it is Cassen's weakest form, it still is quite a formidable aspect. When changed, it was noted that Cassen seemed more calm and patient. He waited till the perfect moment to strike after he had assessed everything about his enemy. Though Sleet is white, it also has the ability to blend into any environment, allowing him to stalk his prey. This is all that we have noted about this form [url=http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/bloodyroar/images/thumb/5/5e/XionAnimalBRX.jpg/300px-XionAnimalBRX.jpg][b]Tarvuk:[/b][/url] A unique demon in itself and very much a deadly opponent. When possessed, Cassen seems to take on a more slightly upbeat and a little mischevious twist. In this form he moves at inhuman speeds, dodging numerous attacks with pure ease. Its skin seems to be made of a kind of extremely hard metallic substance. Combined with Boush's ability this form becomes even more deadlier. [url=http://lineage2.stratics.com/content/features/CT1-1/Demonic%20Dual%201.jpg][b]Kamael:[/b][/url] The form of Kamael is an interesting one. It makes Cassen extremely cocky and constantly taunts his opponents. This form is a master swordsman, easily dispatching the opponents, though seems to prefer decapitations to skewering hte enemy. It has also been noted that the wings are not actually wings but blades used for catching people trying to sneak up from behind. This form seems to have some power of distortion though not much has been researched. [url=http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/ss_gallery/49123.jpg][b]Gravel:[/b][/url] This form is about sheer power. Cassen doesnt really think in this form just attacks whatever attacks him. This form stands at about twenty feet tall and other then its size and power has no other special notes [url=http://www.conceptart.org/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=239021&stc=1&d=1195004119][b]Bruthos:[/b][/url] An extremly sadistic being. This form makes Cassen extremely bloodthirsty and demented. Stands at about twelve feet tall and has an extensive dominace over fire. The immediate area around it wavers from the heat it contains inside. [url=http://th01.deviantart.com/fs10/300W/i/2006/090/c/b/Volte_face_by_silverbobcat.jpg][b]Kisaxion:[/b][/url] Not much is known about this form. It is not to be used and almost killed Cassen, it is extremely unstable and easily provoked. A failsafe has been given to Shan incase this creature comes out [b]Profile Picture:[/b] [url=http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs50/f/2009/266/7/f/Anime_Guy_by_CannibalTaco34.jpg][b]Cassen[/b][/url][/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=1]Graham stumbled through the snow pulling the makshift sled behind him with several packs and one of the killer scraps. He could feel his open wounds slowly letting blood out causing him to get more and more tired. He stopped for a second and started to sink to his knees. [i]I can't they need me, Duo needs me[/i] He forced himself back up and kept trudging on blindly through the blizzard. He knew he was going somewhat in the right direction but without really being able to see any of the landmarkers he could only hope. It seemed like hours he walked which was probably true using only his will to keep him going. The deaths of the men haunted the back of his mind as he remembered taking their gear of their dead bodies and all the tents for future use. Suddenly he felt himself falling. He had walked right off a cliff while he was blind in hsi thoughts. Graham grunted as he hit the ground the snow drifts taking most of the blow and thankfully the sled and all its components landed next to him instead of on top of him. He reached over and grabbed onto the back of the dead scrap and used it to pull himself up. HE tried to move but he had nothing left. The world around him alowly started to spin. He blinked his eyes a few times and saw several blurry outlines moving throught he blizzard. He only had enough energy for one yell. Graham took a deep breath before screaming at the top of his lungs. "DUO!" He fell to his knees and slowly began sinking farther to the the ground as the world spun and hsi vision started to fade. He knew he couldnt yell. "Duo his voice barely a whisper but saying her name one more time seemed to help. He collapsed as he passed out of exhaustion.[/size][/color]

[color=darkred][size=1][b]Name:[/b] Vaznix [b]Age:[/b] 567 [b]Gender:[/b] Male [b]Race:[/b] Demon [b]Slave Job:[/b] Arena Fighter [b]Appearance:[/b][url=http://media.photobucket.com/image/anime%20male%20demon/Tsukiki-san/AnimeDemon.jpg][B]Vaznix[/B][/url] [b]Human Appearnace:[/b][url=http://www.freewebs.com/woods-of-night/HotAnimeGuy4.gif][b]Vaznix[/b][/url] [b]Weapon:[/b] [url=http://www.edgesofreality.com/image_manager/attributes/image/image_1/41989741_9696199_thumbnail.gif][b]Legion[/b][/url] [b]Powers:[/b] Gravity [b]Personality:[/b] Though the slavers are hard on him and the arena is slowly taking its toll, he has still kept his calm look and trying not to jump to conclusions and taking in every possibly outlook. Though he continusouly has to slay his fellow brethern every now when he his pitted against a human fighter her makes sure he exacts his revenge letting the bloodlust he keeps at bay come out [b]Background:[/b] Before the invasion Vasnix was in charge of finding angels hidden in Hell on missions to sabatoge their kind. Though he was suppossed to try to bring them in alive, he made sure the angels death was slow and painful. Soon he was sent to earth time after time to track down angels and untimaly kill them, making sure their death is slow and painful. will finish later

[SIZE="1"][color=darkred][B][U]Warning: This thread will have violence, possibly nudity, and possible suggested sexual themes you have been warned.[/U][/B] For untold thousands of years balance between good and evil has been in place. The demons stayed in Hell and came to Earth every now and then to cause trouble, while the angels stayed in Heaven and only came to Earth to act as the law. For years upon years that was the way it was with the occasoinal war beween the two that always ended in stalemate. Centuries passed like this each side knowing in the back of their mind that it would never change and both sides were completely content on that. Each realm with their gates wide open and unguarded without any other thought. But neither one bothered to watch the humans in their rising technology and diplomacy.... Now the entire Earth is united together and are sick of having the angels and demons using their world for their own benfit and have put a stop to it. They have succeeded in creating an interrealm gate that opened a portal straight into Hell. Armed with weapons and armor that have been blessed, massive armies invaded the Devil's domain taking both angels and demons by surprise. The demons caught unaware by this move where slaughtered by the thousands and even some of Hell's finest where killed or captured. The Devil locked himself in his private throne room shutting the doors on all of his followers. Though the humans had the power to take Hell the magic on the throne room was too strong and instead put an entire force on it waiting to see if the Devil would try to retake his home. After seeing this unfold the angels shut their gates allowing no one to enter for fear the humans might entier theirs soon, not even waiting to get the angels on Earth back home and left them trapped to fend for themselves on Earth. The only problem was that it was only a matter of time before the humans constructed another gate and invaded their home. On Earth maddness broke out as machines where built thaat could detect demons. Technology to be used against the angels wasnt perfected yet but was almost complete. Military organizations went from home to home across the globe hunting every demon in disguise and either killing them or putting them into slavery. Angels were caught every now and then when they slipped up or their disguise faltered. Desperate to get home several of the angels have come up with a plan to destroy the facility where the one gate is and the other being built along with every remnant of technology that was being used against them. But the only way to do this is by enlisting the aid of the demons that were in slavery. [B]Today[/B] Vaznix cringed under the crack of the whip as it lashed across his back driving him to his knees. He could feel the holy water that it was soaked in sizzle into his flesh. The other demon in front of him he did not recongize thankfully. Granted he hated killing his brethern in this arena he hated more killing the ones he knew personally. It already seemed like eternity since he had been caught and through in this hole to fight for his life constantly. Oh well he wouldnt die this time either...... If you cant already tell the humans have rose up against the demons and angels. The demons were the first to go and the ones that werent killed are enslaved to do low jobs. They are used for entertainment in the arenas, menial back breaking jobs, maids, butlers, even some of the female ones are used as whores. Every downhill job the demons have taked and are constantly beaten by their human taskmasters. Their powers are locked away by a blessed collar around each demon's neck making sure no upprisings would happen. Several angels still hiding have decided to fix this problem and return the balance but they are going to need to get some of their demonic counterparts out of oppression. Here are the signups [B]Name: [/B] [B]Age:[/B] just dont make it too outlandish [B]Gender:[/B] [b]Race:[/b] [U][B](Demon only)[/B][/U][B]Slave Job:[/B] what they have you doing if your a demon. [B][U](Angel only)[/U][/B][B]Disuise Job:[/B] you get the drift [B]Appearance:[/B] [U](a pic or a very detailed description[/U]) your angel/demon form [B]Human Appearance:[/B] [U](a pic or very detailed description)[/U] Demons you must put one though you cant be in human form until your collar is removed [B]Weapon:[/B] The angels will have theirs but the demons are locked away along with their powers due to the collars [B]Powers:[/B] This is for both [B]Personality:[/B] Please be creative i hate seeing the same thing whenever i go through them [B]Background: [/B]what you did before the war ([U]i dont want toee alot of 'Head of Demon army or top Demon Hunter or killed thousands of angels/demons' that sort of thing. It makes it interesting when your char has weaknesses.)[/U] [B]Character Snippet:[/B] Just a normal day of your life right now Its been awhile since i made a thread so hopefully i got it right pm if you have questions[/color][/SIZE]

[color=red]Graham zippped his hood up a little higher as he and the other seven searchers trucked through the deep snow to the north of the scrapcleaner. As much as he would of liked to head to the south the way Duo wasnt he knew his job wouldnt let him. Snow flew at them as the wind ripped at their clothes tryingot find a way in. His favorite wrench and another of the same size where strapped to his thighs and a welding wrench was tied ot hsi pack. He always carried most the tools and equipment they used since he knew he could bear the load and never complained once. Hours passed as they hiked towards the caves. After about their sixth hour of humping he held up his hand as they neared the bend and motioned with his hand. Two men came running up to him and knelt beside him ."I want you too to get as close as you can and see what is going on then report back to me" The two men disappeared into the blizzard as the others hunkered down in the drifts. An hour and a half passed and both same freaked out of their mind. Graham listened to their report. "Alright lets move out" They neared the cave and took in the sight. Frozen blood covered the sides and mouth of the cave, human body parts were littered here and there frozen solid. Two of the guys behind him bent over and began puking their brains out as Graham entered the cave. "Laterns" Suddenly the cave lit up as they cautiously made their way through trying not to get demoralized by the gruesome scene in frot of them. Graham stopped as something in the corner gleamed from the light. He walked over and fear took hsi breath as he took in the killing machine. The saws in the mouth and spiky whip like tail. At least the others were gone according to the prints in blood they left behind. A sudden whirring of blades caught their ears followed by a cry of pain. Graham spun around to see one of his men caught in the jaws of one of the wolflike scraps. "Fuck" He had hoped they wouldt be here. He finally got his courage as he pulled off one of his wrenchs and charged the peice as it mauled the poor man to death. A feirce inward swing caught the beast right in the jaw sending the outward blade off its tracks and intot he roof of the beasts mouth. Sparks flew as it tore into circuits destroying the side of its face. It leaped back as its single eye turned to Graham then let out a howl, which was answered by two more. "We got two more to the rear" Graham kept his eyes on the already injured one. "I got this one you take care of the others." The men dropped their packs and armed themselves with the tools they brought. The one in front of Graham lept towards him snarling fiercly. His instincts kicked in causing him to fall flat on his back and swing the wrench outward hitting the beast directly in the face again. He pulled out his other wrench and thrust in right in the exposed belly getting it snagged on to whatever he could. The beast let out a wild yelp as it rolled off to the side sparks flying fromt he wrench in its workings throwing everything off. IT gave one last snarl before it collapsed. Graham smiled to himself before the shouting and screaming came back to his ears. He spun around to see only two men left standing one of the wolves down and the other ripping apart a man's body sending a spray of blood across the walls. "Shit"[/color]

[color=darkred]yep i am going to rock my old character again but this time with a twist. Name: Sarin Gender: Male Age: unknown Race: Human/Demon kinda Posistion: Double Agent of Fujin in Saturn Personality: Over the years his sadistic side has faded and become quite a collected person but still has his outburts from time to time. Now he normally stands back waiting for the perfect time to cause a crippling blow to the enemy. Appearance: [url=http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii202/AisuEnzeru/Anime/anime-guy.jpg]Sarin[/url] this is his armor he wears [url=http://www.flickr.com/photos/bjmv_aka_evox360/3729599683/]Armor[/url] Weapon: A staff that houses an extended katanna. .45 Magnum Magic: Harmonizer Bio: Sarin fought beside Gale, Chrys, Amer, Achilles, and Emilio back in the first wars of Fujin and became a legend along with them. After the end of the elf and the disappearance of Gale he became a double agent for Fujin looking for any weaknesses in the Saturn army and studying their technology and other aspects of their life. Since he arrived in the Saturn army he has been unable to use his magic in order to keep his cover intact.[/color]

[color=darkred]Time passed so slowly for Graham since Duo had left. Those three words echoed in his mind over and over. [I]I love you[/I]. He picked up the wrench that he had sitting on his bed. It was far too heavy for most of the enignners to carry much less use it. He ran his fingers over the spot where Heat had carved its name into it before giving it to him for being nice. A quick sharp rap on his door roke his chain of thoughts as Rosa came barreling in. "Kilo I need your help" Her face was pale as a ghost. He ran down the catwalks following her forgeting he still had the wrench in hsi hand. When they got to the infirmary there was a human badly cut up like he had been attacked. Blood was frozen to him and slowly being to thaw. "Hurry do exactly what Duo taught you" Rosa went scarmbling to work as Graham began boiling rags and anything else he could think of. He laid one on the guy's head and as soon as he went to get another the man grabbed his arm and begasn muttering. "What?" The man's voice was broken from the cold. "Th h h h ey am am busht ed us" Graham knelt down beside him. "Who?" "Sc sc sc...." "Scraps?" "How many people were with you?" The man held up his hand though he only had two fingers left. He curled and flexed hsi thumb eight times. "Any one still alive?" The man nodded his head. "B b b ell...." His last breathe left him Fear flooded through Graham. "Rosa come with me" He barreled downt he hallways until he found Boris. "We have a problem." He quickly spilled his story abotu teh people trapped in the Bell caves. [/color]

[color=darkred]Name: Carl Vandrift Age: 27 Gender: Male Appearance: [url=http://www.us.playstation.com/PSone/Games/Bloody_Roar_2/OGS/media-story/gado2big.jpg]Carl[/url] Personality: Cold and silent, barely talks due to being beaten and the constant fights on the other ship he served on until he moved to Terrka's fathers' ship where he proved himself hgiher then anyone and served as his first mate and helmsman. He other main job was to make sure all signs of mutiny were dealt with in a timely fashion. The only reason he was allowed to serve on the ship was if he agreed to serve as Teeka's first mate as well which he vowed to due until she found her treasure though it was with much discontent though. He barely even talks to Teeka though she trusts him with her life and knows he wont let anything happen to her Weapons: Twin extanded blade cutlasses and a two pistols one that has attachment s to be modified into a rifle. Background. As what was already said in the personality he is disgruntled about Teeka being in charge though he doesnt let it show along with no other emotions. He has alterior motives as to serving for her. He is strict and keeps the crew in shape and is known for putting the fear of God inot the to destroy all thoughts of mutiny or they taste his skill in blades that was perfected on his first ship. He always is seen by her or at the helm and has the cabin specially made to where they have to cross through hsi room to get to her's. But he is not one to break a vow and follows his word and orders to the teeth quickly and efficantly.[/color]

[color=darkred] OOC: Sorry military has me busy but knuckle's girl is going to keep me in when i can't post. IC: Graham watched as they were gearing up and Arhie walked by. He set a hand on his shoulder. "I know you wish you could go. And i know you dont want anything to happen to Duo but you know why you have to stay back." He hung his head. "Yeah in case ya'll need me to save you or anybody else" "Yeah because the scraps really don't work that well witht he cold freezing their gears up and stuff and your the strongest here besides the scraps...." He cut Archie off. "...Just take care of her please and tell her..." He stop and hung his head. "Nevermind" Archie smiled "I know you love her tell her yourself" Grahma shook his head. "I caN'T!" He slammed his fist into the metal wall causing a massive dent and everyone nearby to look at him and stare considering this was new of him. He felt himself getting flustered as Archie dragged him off to a seperate room. "Hey Graham" "Yeah" He watched the blood dripped from his hand, completely involed with the way each drop that hit the floor reminded him of how Due how doctored him up over the years. "Say it" He lifted his head to meet Archie's eyes. "Say what?" Archie just smiled. "Say how you feel about Due say you love her since its true" Graham sighed. "I love her I honestly do and just about everyone knows it but i just dont want her to get hurt if anything happens to me." Archie just chuckled. "Graham I know your not invincible but with everything that has happened to you that should have killed you, you surivied on your own why to watch over Duo" Graham sighed again. "i love her man. You need to get going" He followed Archie out then noticed Duo standing next to the dent he made with his blood on her fingertips and tapping her foot, her long braid slightly swaying back and forth. "I am in trouble arent'I" [/color]

[color=darkred]"Yep your right Sorren its me" He could tell she was uneasy hell he was rumored to be one of the most ruthless and unmerciful agents out there. He clipped the drum into his m60 and loaded the rounds on the tray and pulled the charging handle to the rear. Alexis watched him intently as he loaded his rounds into his .45 magnum and 1911. "I thought we were suppossed to bring them in alive?" Darren gave he tell tale smirk and noticed how uncomfertable she was. "We are" "But if.." He snapped his head and looked straight into her eyes. "As long as you dont shot them in a vital spot they will still be alive just in too much pain to do anything. This isnt my first rodeo" She didnt say anything. "YOU GOT THAT AGENT?!" She sat straight up "YES SIR!" "Now load your fucking mags we drop in five mikes" He leaned back in his seat. Granted she had a little problems with following the rules to the teeth and not coming up with her own solutions for getting the job done she wasnt bad. He smirked as he closed his eyes thinking to himself that this might be the first aganet he takes back under his wing again.[/color]