Sign Up Darkside: Rise of the Halflings (M-VLS)

[Blayze]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1]Slate slid backwards along the wet street as he parried the blow. His katana vibrated with the impact of the blow, and it reverberated up his arm, shaking his bones. His arm jarred, but he twisted it around to get rid of the pain. He was on his knees, and his enemy was towering above him, rainwater dripping from his scowling face. Slate used his free hand to punch his enemy in the face. He flew backwards, blood dripping from his nose, flying through the air in droplets. He smashed into a building, breaking the wall, making huge chunks of concrete fall on him. Slate used this time to recover from the battle, and he wiped the blood from his nose away. He readied himself, prepared for his enemy to burst out from the rubble.

A claw burst through the broken stone, causing brick dust to fly up and then settle on the rubble. Another claw burst through, and then the whole beast drew itself up. Its eyes glowed with other-worldly energies. It held, in one claw, a shining steel katana and in the other, it held a ball of flame.

?You?re dead, Slate!? it howled, rushing him. He swung his katana up to parry the blow, and caught the blade of the other sword right on the edge. The beast?s sword shattered, splinters of metal falling to the ground. Slate drew his katana into the air and plunged the tip into the beast?s chest. It screeched, and fell to the floor, where it turned to dust.

Slate sighed, and wiped the sweat and blood from his face. This part of the battle was over, at least. He turned away from the pile of dust that was once a powerful demon, and felt the concrete underneath him rumble. It began to shake so violently that Slate fell to the floor. The ground cracked, and Slate scrambled away from the breaking ground. Chunks of concrete shook themselves free from the ground, and thousands of winged beasts flew into the air, their screeching deafening Slate. He clutched his ears, and the beasts flew towards him. He uncovered his ears, and dropped his katana, now in some kind of trance. He floated into the air, and his body soon became wreathed in fire. Black wings, also wreathed in flame, erupted from his back, and his eyes turned jet-black. He held out his hands, and fire blasted forth from them, immolating every one of the winged beasts. He flew high into the sky, now a small flaming beacon in the dark night sky.

Around the world, countless others like him saw this flaming beacon, and knew it was their call to arms. The world had been plagued by demons long enough, and now it was the Halflings turn to fight back.

The humans could do nothing against these new, more powerful demons, so the world?s last line of defence is the half-demon, half-humans who will now rise up.

You are the half-human, half-demons who will protect the Earth.

[U][B]Profile[/B]:[/U]

[B]Name[/B]: A human name, and a Halfling name
[B]Age[/B]: around 18-30
[B]Gender[/B]:
[B]Appearance[/B]: picture or detailed description will be fine
[B]Personality[/B]: 2 good paragraphs at least
[B]Bio[/B]: what has happened to you to make you take up the fight against the demons? Three good paragraphs at least
[B]Weapons[/B]: close-quarters only-no guns
[B]Powers[/B]: up to you really, just no god-like powers

Here is my profile:

[B]Name[/B]: Slate/Blayze

[B]Age[/B]: 25

[B]Gender[/B]: Male

[B]Appearance[/B]: Stands at around 6?4?, with broad shoulders and muscular body. He has tanned skin, with tribal-looking fire tattoos snaking up the right side of his upper body. He usually wears a pair of black combat trousers, with a black unmarked t-shirt on top. His black boots have metal plates coming up around them, and his black leather jacket is unmarked but has steel plates sewn in to protect him from gunshots. His eyes are clear blue, and his hair is black and spiky with crimson streaks. He also has a small goatee beard. When he turns to his demonic form, his eyes turn pure black, the black of the lowest pits of Hell, and wings of the same colour sprout from his back. He often wreaths himself in flame when he turns demonic.

[B]Personality[/B]: A joker, who has a great sense of humour. He can find humour in almost any situation, and usually does. He can lighten a dark situation with a witty one-liner or a sarcastic comment. Some people don?t get his sense of humour straight away, but it is easy to pick up on. He has often been seen making jokes or pulling wisecracks whilst fighting dangerous enemies.

However, when he turns into his demonic form, he is all business, and will stop at nothing until all demons around him are destroyed. He is a powerful Halfling, and occasionally abuses this power, using it for purposes leaning slightly towards the evil side.

[B]Bio[/B]: Slate discovered he was a Halfling at an early age, when a bully angered him at school, and black wings sprouted from his back, and his demonic power burnt his school down, killing the bully and his friends. He fled, not knowing that he could retract his wings, believing that he was a devil, come to destroy the earth. He hid in a small, unused church for a few weeks, then tried to return home, where his parents shunned him. His rage filled him, and he burnt his parents to death, and watched them die, laughing as they choked on the smell of their own burnt flesh. He then realised just what he had done, and fled back to the church. He trained on his own for a long time, improving his physical strength and meditating to hold his demon inside him, and he soon gained impressive control over his demonic side.

He began to travel the world, trying to find his true place. Whilst in Japan, an elderly monk led him to a series of underground passages, where there was a prophecy written on the walls, telling of the coming of the Halflings. Slate believed now that it was his duty to find the other Halflings, and to destroy the oncoming demon threat. The monks gave him a special katana, which contained the essence of a powerful demon, which gave the metal special properties. The blade could wreath itself in flame and act as a conduit for Slate?s powers. He took this sword, believing it was meant for him.

But Slate and the monks were too late. A portal from the demon world opened for reasons unknown, and wave after wave of demons flowed from the portal, destroying all human life they found. Few humans survived, and the demons now owned Earth. Slate hunted them for years, and tried to find the other Halflings who would save this world, and this is what he does to this day.

[B]Weapons[/B]: The Blayze, a katana given to him by Japanese monks, with the ability to wreathe itself in flame, and act as a conduit for Slate?s powers.

[B]Powers[/B]: As Slate he has limited control over flame, but not the ability to create it, as well as enhanced agility, stamina, speed and strength. As Blayze, he has almost complete control over fire, and can create mass amounts of it on demand, whether to light up a dark space, or to immolate a legion of demons.

Hope you like, and happy creating![/SIZE][/COLOR]

[alchemist2120]

Name: Clous/Spark

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Appearance: see attachment for both

Personality: Clous has a go get em presonality. When he sees something he likes he goes and gets it weather its someone elses or not. He rarley buys things because he doesnt have much money. In a figh he is extreamly vicious. He loves he colour of blood but only the colour of others.

Spark has an electrifying personality. He likes to make his enamies thing he is weak the shock the with alot or electricity.Out side of a fight, he has a serious attitude. He doesnt hjoke aroud much, only when he knows that he can afford it.

Bio: Clous stands up as he sees another one of his friends being crushed at the hands of a mysterious creature."Hey....furback....whats your deal?" The creature turns around and throws Clous's friend agianst the wall, destroying the wall and his friend. "I am looking for a certian halfling, that i am."the creature said in a strange poping voice. It took a step closer to Clous. Clous reached behind him and attached his left claw onto his wrist then his right claw. "I wouldnt do that if i were you....ummm...hey stop!" The creature kept moving twards Clous."I have found the halfling."

The creature palms Clous in the chest sending him through the wall and into the storm outside."Why dont you change into you demonic form halfling?" Clous trys to stand up and sees a bolt of lightning fall right in the middle of the next street."I dont know what your talking about. I dont even know what a halfling is." Jus then another bolf falls right on top of Clous filling his while body full of power byond his imagination.

The bolt continues to electrify Clous as two angelic white wings start to form and a leathyry black skin surrounds his body. His claws start to become part of his body as the bolt fades."So you really are the halfling i was looking for werent you, Spark?"
Spark closes his fist as a little static shoots off then he flies at the creature."My turn...furback." Spark dodges his first swing then upercuts the creature sending it into the air. Spark then flies up the the creature and touches its face and starts to sent a thousand volts of electricity, frying the creature. Spark lets go and the creature falls back to the ground in a chared crisp."Weakling...." Spark turns arouind and flies off into the cloudy storm to recooperate.

Clous sits up from his memories,"That was a year ago and Ive already killed two more creatures like him...what am I supposed to do now?" Just then he looks at the sky to see a flame rising into the night. Its glow calling to him like a beacon. "I need to find out who that is...yeah thats what i gotta do.." Clous gets up and starts walking into the direction of the flame.

Weapons: Two tripple bladed claws one per hand, and a short sword crested with static magic.

Powers: As Clous he has agility, stealth, and strenght. He also hase the ability to create a strong enough static shock to paralize muscles. As Spark his electricity has the ability to make a thunder blot look like an electric fence.