Sign Up Diablo, A new age

[ShimmeringFeyd]

In the year 2003, things are progressing as they always have. People work their jobs, drive their cars, watch the latest news about what America is pissed about now while eating to much fast food. Demons are just stories and angels are just dreams. Of course all of that changed on april 12th. At 2:00 am european time, an entire suburb was massacred on the southern coast of Ireland.

Publicly it was done by an unidentified terrorist organization. Privately the British government had no idea what had happened. There were no bullets fired and it seemed the people had been ripped to pieces by wild animals. Yet not a single non-human body had been found.

Over the next four months several other small towns were wiped off the map. Although publicly panic was now setting in over wide spread terrorism. The reality was even worse to various world governments who had now fought with the beast on a few occasions. They were not human that much was for sure. The soldiers described them as monsters, demons even. Bullets were ineffective and even tanks shells did little. The mangled pieces would just pull themselves back together. The governments were going mad to try and find a way to fight back but it seemed hopeless.

Behind the scenes though, both Heaven and Hell were holding their breath. Mephisto, the lord of hate himself again walked on earth. Despite the efforts of ages past he is still alive. His spirit trapped in the realm of man by spells he weaved before his fall at the temple of Kurast. Now with the ages he has spent on this plane his soul has become very powerful. The angels would lose much of their strength if they tried to fight him on earth so none dared.

Mephisto was behind the attacks but no one was entirely certain what he was up to. Reviving his brothers had been considered but they were definately dead, he couldn't possibly have found a way to bring them back.....could he?

Desperation ripped at the heart of the bold archangel Tyreal. He decided his own course of action. He gathered a small army of angels who either wanted to stand against hell or help out the world of man. Then they attacked hell.

The surprise attack stunned everyone and the armies of hell at first retreated. Though they quickly reformed under the leadership of many lesser evils and began pushing back Tyreals small band. Yet taking hell was not his goal. They had captured one important area and while his army fought an impossible battle to buy him time. Tyreal used the hellforge to make three weapons.

Created by the hands of heaven yet built by the power of hell. They were formidable indeed. This accomplished, him and a small number of survivors made a daring escape from hell and returned to the realm of man. There Tyreal searched the world for three humans worthy of weilding these weapons. Weapons that could kill the demons, that could even kill Mephisto.

The ancient Tyreal had grown weary of battle though. His time was coming to an end. So he turned to his only son. Born not very long ago, Tyrin was the spitting image of his father. Brave and rebellious, he refused to sit and watch. He was the first to join Tyreals army that had attacked hell. So Tyreal handed his sword, the Azurewrath to Tyrin and told him to do whatever he can. Then he departed.


So prologue finished the idea should be obvious. This is based on the Diablo game series and knowing about the games plot and storyline would be most useful. Otherwise you will probably not be able to keep up. There is a central plot, involving the brothers of course, yet this isn't exactly a group adventure. Though you may cross paths from time to time I don't want any followers and stragglers. Every player will have to create their own plotline from the view point of their character and intertwine that with everyone elses.

Character wise there are three powerful weapons available. Whoever makes the best character gets to have them. You will create them, if you want a basic idea game wise these would be elite weapons. You will write up everything about the weapon, why you were chosen by Tyreal to wield it, and of course that event that lead to you actually getting it. The characters with the weapons will all be human.

Though since there are only three weapons available, i'll be allowing anyone who wants to play lesser evils. You have to design them and it must be impressive. No lesser evil is just born and then suddenly in the running for rulership of hell. They slowly rise to that level through brilliance and power. Lesser evils do not have to be on Mephisto's side. They can be whatever you wish them to be.

On the flip side I won't be allowing any other angels. Tyrin is the only one there since I don't want to take away from the idea of humanity struggling for themselves.

THE THREE BROTHERS ARE RESTRICTED SO DON'T EVEN TRY TO PLAY THEM!!!!!!!

Making sure everyone sees that. The exception to the rule is of course me. I will be playing both Mephisto and Tyrin. I think thats everything, if I missed anything just ask. Also its not exactly first come first serve. If your profile is pathetic your will not be accepted. This rp simply won't function without really creative writers so I won't be going easy on anyone.

Human Characters.

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History:

Lesser Evils.

Name:
Appearance:
Powers: ((This is impossible to restrict or accurately explain. Take a look and Andariels poison abilities and Duriels freezing for an idea. You can have more than one of course just don't get too insane and be specific as to what they are.))
History:

My character.

Name: Tyrin
Appearance: In his angelic form he very much resembles his father. a large shining warrior in divine armour wielding the Azurewrath. His wings floating behind him like glowing white seaweed.

Though this was not the world Tyreal walked, and Tyrin had to learn to blend in. He no longer wears his armour and his wings are wrapped around his body like bandages while concealed by his clothes. He wears a pair of slightly baggy black jeans and a large t-shirt covered by a grey sweater with a larger than normal hood that is always up showing nothing but his glowing dark blue eyes.

He can't cover his height though and stands just over seven and a half feet tall. His bulky build is still very apparent beneath his clothes. The Azurewrath is carried in a sheath that is attached to his back and as long as it is sheathed both remain invisible to the naked eye.

Weapon: The Azurewrath, Tyreals own sword. Despite this blades large size, nearly five feet long, it is incredibly light weight. It has a shimmering smoky aura always clinging to it. The wounds it inflicts will never heal, not even by demonic means. The metal is absolutely freezing to the touch of anyone except Angels. A type of cold that is very unnatural and chills deeper than the skin.

History: Tyrin was born shortly after Baal's defeat so long ago. The celebration shook all of creation like a whirlwind and even Tyreal lost himself in the joyful victory. Tyrin has always revered his father and has long since surpassed his fighting skill.

Though Tyreal was always rebellious chosing to do what he sees at right, Tyrin has pushed it into a new level that has always worried Tyreal. Tyrin listens to no one and nothing. Not even Tyreal has been able to control him and the young angel was eventually banished to the realm of man. He has walked earth for nearly three thousand years now and has not developed Tyreals love for humans. He sees them as petty and worthless and to this day doesn't understand his fathers concern for them.

Though when Mephisto began his incursions, the chance for battle, real battle against such a legendary foe arose. He dove at the opportunity and joined Tyreal in the siege of the hellforge. After the battle, his father gave him the Azurewrath. Bidding a fond thank you to his father, the only angel who still respected him, then departed. He intended to walk his own path and deal with Mephisto in his own way.

[The Harlequin]

[font=gothic][color=crimson]Interesting amalgamation... I'll play one of the lesser evils.

[B]Name[/B]: Qixith, or occasionally goes by Vindicare. Lord of Vengeance.

[B]Appearance[/B]: Human form is six foot tall, with long black hair. Skin is grey naturally, though it looks like makeup. He wears black cotton jeans, a black long sleeved shirt, and black combat boots.

Demon form (the interesting part): Skin is jet black, excepting the face. His face has a slight, internal grey glow. This glow emits no light, but makeshis face readable. He is seven feet tall, and very slender. Four arms, each terminating in a set of five taloned and figners, and membraneous, batlike wings. They are not directly suited for flying, for reasons that will be discussed further onwards, but can be used for short glides. Qixith's body is reptilian by the way, their skin is scaly, excepting the face, which is flesh. As such, he does have hair, which is a strange metallic, almost glossy silver. He possesses the usual infernal strength, despite his slender appearance.

[B]Powers[/B]: As a force of vengeance, many of Qixith's powers are mental, rather than physical. Subversion, turning people against each other over long forgotten slights, using their own emotions against them, and other such tactics that either break morale, cause infighting, or cause a mindless berserk rage. His straight damaging powers are basically the etheric equivalent of a Death Brawler's. He sends etheric spikes into people, unstringing their aura. Can have ...interesting effects.


[B]History[/B]: Qixith is the youngest greater demon in existance. He was brought into existance when Leoric cursed Lachdanan and his knights, calling upon powers of darkness. Qixith was created out of the Diablo's pique, they intended to see Leoric's curse fufilled, but only because it amused him to corrupt someone of Lachdanan's virtue. So, unable to intervene directly in the mortal realm due to his weakened state, Diablo used his power to send a message to certain factors in Hell, who combined to create a being of power, a rare event in Hell. Qixith performed his task admirably, and continued to sow discord in the mortal realm. The beings that had created him intended to dispose of him immediately, but the flare up of the Sin War, and unexpected defeat of the Three, left them in dissarray, allowing Qixith to make provisions for his own survival, including a permanent two way, personal link between Hell and the physical plane that allows him to phase back and forth at will. A rather classy escape route... He has also recruited a host of lesser demons to his cause, offering them a more devious, more cunning path to destruction.[/font][/color]