[i]"...Don't get back up, [u]Executioner."[/u][/i] -A quote spoken by Irina, to a recently blinded, sobbing Executioner. [i]Name: Irina Scarlette Eiliza[/i] [i]Alias(s): The Queen's Finest, The End of the Executioners, the Last Vileblood, Vileblood Slút, a name provided to her by Daniel. Age: 25 Race: Human/Vileblood Sexuality: Bisexual Personality: Quiet, cold and vicious, Irina is absolutely murderous in combat. She's sick, a sadist, and...generally a very dark person. She makes fun of people dying. However, she's also a very caring figure to those she likes, and yet quite deceptive. Also...she's a feminist.[/i] [i]Backstory: To be revealed in the RP. However, she absolutely despises a man named "Daniel", who supposedly took her family and her friends from her.[/i] [i]Weapons: Rakuyo http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/s480x480/e35/13099091_1052740331485308_1444240222_n.jpg?ig_cache_key=MTIzODc0NTM0NzY5MDY2MjE4OQ%3D%3D.2 Forged in the country of Cainhurst, this Rakuyo is the original: the one used by Lady Maria, the famous lady huntress and the one that she tossed away into a well within Fishing Hamlet. Irina eventually found the prized weapon, and has mastered its techniques. Can be used as a singular blade or become dual-wielded. [/i] [i]Chikage http://img11.deviantart.net/1984/i/2016/030/4/0/chikage_by_werelf-d9pvdc8.png A 4'6 foot long steel katana blade forged in the country of Cainhurst, the weapon has been sharpened to the maximum, capable of cleaving through steel and armor rather easily, although it is a katana. It is also a blood blade, meaning that it can be transformed by it's wielder by their very life essence: blood. Irina can slice open her palm, changing the sword into a 5'6 foot long jagged blade, the dark liquid crystallizing and becoming nigh unbreakable at the tip. Evelyn http://images1.sw-cdn.net/product/picture/290x218_12802747_8070650_1459348238.jpg A flintlock style pistol, one of Irina's favored weaponry. Descended from Cainhurst, this weapon relies on the aim and skill of a gunslinger, being able to punch through armor and flesh in the right hands with ease. Automatically reloads. Abilities Considering that she is a Vileblood, Irina can take more damage than regular humans and is nearly immune to bleeding effects, though she bleeds a tremendous amount. Inb4 period jokes. If driven beyond a point, she can impale herself with both of her Rakuyo's blades, both becoming 6'7 feet long and rather effortless to use. If not covered in her blood, she can ignite the blades in flames and electricity. Additional Information Mute. She loves playing the piano. Loves orchestra music and cats. She tries to be a good person, but she can't help losing control every now and then.[/i]

[i]"Immortales stulti!"[/i] [b]Name:[/b] Johnathon Scarlet [b]Aliases:[/b] Ylon, the Crimson Swordsman, The Scarlet Lion [b]Age:[/b] 36 [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Sexuality:[/b] Straighter than -blam!-ing flag pole. [b]Appearance:[/b] Artfully messy, scarlet hair. Warm, orange eyes. Intricate lion designs on lightweight, crimson chestplate. 6'4". [b]Personality:[/b] Generally a really chill dude. Hates the -blam!- out of immortals, though. [b]Weapons:[/b][spoiler][u]Blade of Veln'oir[/u] •Seven foot long greatsword •One foot wide at widest point •Three inches thick at thickest point •Crimson red •Miniature dragon heads on guards of the sword, and one larger yet still mini dragon head on the pommel. [u]Fallen Immortals:[/u] •Dual longswords •Four and a half feet long each •Three inches wide each •One inch thick each •Scarlet red.[/spoiler][b]Abilities:[/b] Aside from being ridiculously strong and fast, Ylon has one ability. In dire circumstances he puts his helmet on, which is shaped and made exactly like the head of a line, a massive, metal mane trailing from the back of the helmet. While the helmet is equipped he becomes the Scarlet Lion, and loses all sense of pain or self-preservation, doing absolutely anything to kill his target. Normally only used on immortals. [b]Backstory:[/b] Sorry if I messed up in the bio or it seems rushed, I fell asleep multiple times while writing lmao.[spoiler]Johnathon was born on a farm, and lived a mostly happy life with his mother and father. They grew all sorts of things, from wheat to apple orchards, corn to a vineyard. They also had plenty of livestock, and it was a lot to tend to; Johnathon helped out on the farm from an early age. On one fateful night, however, when Johnathon was twelve, a group of six approached the farm at twelve A.M. precisely. They were the Six Immortals, they called themselves, and they were indeed ageless. Every last one of them was a sorcerer, and a highly skilled one, at that. They burnt down all the family's crops, burnt down their house, and killed both Johnathon's mother and father. The young Johnathon saw all this happen, and something inside him triggered. Using nothing but a scythe used for farming, he went berserk on the immortals, and all that could be heard from the flaming field that night was screams of terror and pain. The next day, the immortals were found, dead, with massive, gaping stab wounds in their heads, their bodies burnt to a crisp by their own flames. Johnathon was nowhere to be seen. Johnathon had run away, searching for a place to stay. He had not a single penny to his name, and was soon starving. Before long, however, he found a kind blacksmith by the name of Belin. Belin took Johnathon in, and fed him, asking what had what had happened to him, and what his name was. Johnathon ignored the former, but answer the latter with not his real name, but one he made up on the spot. "Ylon", he had replied, and from then on he was known as Ylon. Belin never asked for what happened to Ylon ever again, and Ylon never told him. One day, Belin decided to forge Ylon a few things. A nameless, seven foot long greatsword that he never expected Ylon to ever be able to carry, two, four and a half feet long longswords, which he though Ylon may be able to carry, and a set of armor too big for him, rather forged to fit what Belin estimated to be the full-grown Ylon. The helmet of the armor was shaped like the head of a dragon. The next day, however, another immortal sorcerer raided Belin's forge, killed Belin, and robbed everything; besides the things forged for Ylon. Ylon went mad once more. He grabbed both longswords and went insane on the sorcerer, blood spraying everywhere as the body was torn up in guttural screams of pain and torment. It was a slow and painful death for the sorcerer. Ylon left, tears in his eyes as he dragged along Belin's last gifts to him. Eventually, he found a swordsman by the name of Veln'oir. He truly was masterful, and Ylon begged him to take him on as a disciple; he wanted revenge, revenge on the immortals that killed his family and Belin. After a while of persuading, Veln'oir finally agreed, then proceeded to put Ylon under brutal torture Veln'oir called "training". But Ylon survived it, al the way until he was full grown. All those years of training built up enough muscle for him to easily lift his seven foot greatsword. His thin yet effective crimson armor fit snugly around his now adult body. For the first time in a while Ylon felt legitimately happy, for surviving training. He left his residence with Veln'oir, and traveled the world, simply roaming, and searching for purpose aside from killing immortals. He met a group of men during his travels, and they called themselves the Knights of Galnor. What Galnor was Ylon did not know, yet he joined the Knights, doing as the commander asked. Together, the Knights of Galnor slaughtered hundreds of what Ylon believed to be the enemies of the Holy Cause; an ideal planted into his head by the Knights of Galnor that they could expand to recruit all fighters in the world and reach world peace. In reality, the brainwashed Ylon was just killing innocents, following the commands of a small group of immortals. He did not realize this until he had been following their every order for an entire three years. Enraged, something inside Ylon clicked. The same thing that had clicked when his family was slaughtered. Putting on the helmet he never used, which was forged into the shape of a lion's head, with a long, red mane trailing behind it, he became the Scarlet Lion; a beast that feels no pain, that knows not how hold back, only to tear through enemies without a second thought. Ylon, the Scarlet Lion, slaughtered the "Knights of Galnor", their screams filling the night sky. Of course he did not emerge unharmed, and he soon passed out from blood loss. He awoke, a week later, exactly where he lost consciousness, completely healed. Now he wanders, risking his life to kill any immortal he came across, for he believed them to be demons on the surface.[/spoiler][b]Additional:[/b] More will be added when I'm not literally falling asleep!

"What the FÚCK was that?!" -Spoken by a now dead guard. Name: None Gender: None Appearance: A man, standing at 6'7, in a tattered rain jacket, with a black shirt underneath. His legs are covered by snow pants and boots, his face by a hockey mask. He has four arms, two stitched on. Equipment: None Weapons: Two machetes. The man is an abomination, brought to life by who knows what, but is known as a messenger, despite his lack of speech. One must think of him not as a being, but a puppet bending to its master's will. It is known for never stopping, only ending its mission when it is physically impossible not to. His strength is INCREDIBLE, able to compete with almost anything, people, animals, machines. His flesh heals incredibly fast, so one must get rid of him quickly. If damaged to certain point, his strength triples, and his healing is turned off until he or the target is dead. Once dead, he will slowly over a few days pull himself back together. [spoiler]I REALLY didn't feel like rewriting this, lol[/spoiler]

[u]She speaks like this.[/u] Nickname: Sapphire (She needed an English name so she will go by this from now on.) [u]Sphirinian name:[/u] Sphan'Iri Arano Watul'Iri (Her last name is Wheatley but her first and middle names don't have English translations.) Race: Sphirinian- White tiger Age: 12 (She ages faster than humans so she is basically an adult.) Sex: Female Height: 6'2" Sexuality: Bisexual [b][u][i]She's deaf now.[/i][/u][/b] Personality: [spoiler]She is generally more serious than Sketch and it is much easier to make her angry. She is extremely curious about this dimension and just like Sketch, she is very protective of her friends.[/spoiler] Appearance: [spoiler]She looks like a white tiger that walks around on two legs... She wears T-shirts and shorts just like Sketch and she is a little more than a foot taller than him. The stripes on her face act as both her eyebrows and they work as some sort of odd looking eyeliner. She also has slate eyes, digitigrade legs(she stands on her toes) and a long, striped tail. She has a unique Sphirinian accent just like Sketch although her accent is much more noticeable.[/spoiler] Weapons: [spoiler]On each finger on the gloves for her exo-suit she has a retractable inch-and-a-half long blade that can easily slice through most metals. She also has a band attached to her right glove which is a hard light generator and can make shields, blades and blunt weaponry out of hard light.[/spoiler] Abilities: [spoiler]-She is extremely strong, she has about three times the strength of an average human although with her exo-suit on she has four times the strength of an average human. She has a propulsion pack on the back of her exo-suit that allows her to launch herself in almost any direction. -Her exo-suit is extremely resistant to almost all forms of damage and it is waterproof and fireproof. -Her exo-suit has a built in regeneration field which will immediately start to heal her if she is mortally wounded, it takes at least an hour for it to finish healing her and revive her though... -Her armor has a built in repair system that repairs any damage done to it during a fight, this utilizes nanites and will only activate after a fight. [/spoiler] Other stuff: [spoiler]-She is deaf because unlike Vorim'Tairn, she didn't cover her ears when Big S shouted at William so loudly that it caused her eardrums to burst. -Her helmet would heal her and restore her hearing, but it is malfunctioning and doesn't recognize non-fatal injuries as needing to be healed, this also applies to Sketch's healing device. -She cannot read English, use sign language or read lips, meaning that if no one is around who can write in Sphirinian, it will be almost impossible for someone to talk to her and have her understand. -She is Sketch's cousin and she stays in the guest room in Sketch's box. -She can't read English. -She may sometimes lose control of her instincts like Sketch does. (This can be random or it can be caused by getting extremely angry, being extremely sad or from being scared. -This world is still very new to her and so she may need to have stuff explained to her. -Catnip makes her stronger, faster, gives her more energy and greatly increases her pain tolerance. -She owns a black and white cat named "Small" who she dresses up in tiny clothes. -She may purr if she feels happy, relaxed or safe but she cannot control it. -She may be his cousin and younger than him, but she still sometimes treats Sketch as if he is her little brother.[/spoiler] Weaknesses: [spoiler]Despite her armor being waterproof and fireproof she is scared of both for some reason... She has no long range attacks. Just like Sketch, she has an extremely low alcohol tolerance. Any piece of her armor can usually be taken off with about three hits (depends on the weapon and how it hits the armor.) Any joint on her armor is a weak spot though and it her elbows, knees, wrists and ankles can usually be taken out with one hit.[/spoiler] Backstory: [spoiler]When the Sphirinian ship appeared in the sky, Sphan'Iri was one of the brawlers who lived on it. As Sketch and the people who were kidnapped teleported off the ship, Sphan'Iri jumped on the teleportation pad right as it activated. By the time she realized what had happened, the ship had already gone back to her dimension.[/spoiler]

[b][i]Name:[/i][/b] Vander Takali [b][i]Age:[/i][/b] 18 (Spirit age: 1200) [b][i]Race:[/i][/b] Human [b][i]Description:[/i][/b] Red hair and blue eyes make up this boy's face. White skin and a marking on his neck of some symbol. It seems to be wolf shaped. [b][i]Bio:[/i][/b]Growing up in the advanced city of Karvek, Vander had heard stories of ancient times when people would combined with spirits for super natural powers. Seeing this as all a joke he shrugged it off growing up a normal life in a futuristic society. Until one day he was knocked from a sky rail train by a bomb. As he fell he felt some sort of essence channel into him. From then on he was bonded to a spirit of the wind. Finding out the spirit saved him to make him go on a quest the boy didn't have much choice. So he traveled his world gathering from other spirits. As he did he gained their knowledge and skills, allowing him to know much more complex weapon styles and fighting styles. Soon after gaining the power of all five spirits he was called the spirit king. Now traveling with the spirits he seeks more than just his world in which he can save. [b][i]Abilities:[/i][/b] [spoiler][b][i]Wind spirit Sylvia:[/i][/b] Vander becomes attuned to the wind allowing him to move at extremely fast speeds. In this form he can manipulate the wind as if it was natural to do so. Using part of it to fly or over, even create a tornado like effect around and area. [b][i]Fire Spirit Angris (Amber):[/i][/b] Vander channels the inner fire inside him allowing him to become physically stronger. His blows hitting harder and seeming to pierce some metal. In this form he can control fire and even create magma or plasma like heats from his mouth. [b][i]Earth Spirit Ragaron:[/i][/b] While combined with this spirit Vanders skin becomes harder and thicker. Not able to move as fast but able to take a punch and fire rocks from a range. Firing anything from boulders to stomping the ground to make a smile earthquake like smash. [b][i]Water Spirit Lavel:[/i][/b] This spirit allows Vander to become pretty much the sea. Granting him the ability to heal himself and others. While with this spirit Vander can merge with water and make ice like weapons from his body. Each spirit may be used for as long as he would like while they are together. However swapping to another spirit makes him unable to use the previous spirit or spirits. Only applies in combat or times of peril when he is draining energy.(Duration 5 posts.) [b][i]Combined Forms: [/i][/b]these forms combined two spirits or mores powers but only last a certain amount of time and put both or all spirits on the cool down. Once the combined form is done those spirits are no longer useable for the battles duration. [b][i]Spirit of Hellfire:[/i][/b] Combining the spirits of Fire and Air this mode is one to be afraid of. Being able to fast and hit hard this form also has no defense. [b][i]Spirit of the Storm:[/i][/b] Wind and Water together this time. No longer able to heal himself however he may now create fogs and fire lighting from his body in different forms. [b][i]Spirit of the Wild:[/i][/b] Using Earth and Water they are able to create mudslides and strike with the force of a rockslide. No longer slow but no longer able to heal this tanky from packs a punch. [b][i]Spirit of Obsidian:[/i][/b] Fire and Earth combine to make a scary bruiser. Not able to move fast but able to hit hard and take almost any blow. His body is covered in a basically Nanite armor you may not hurt him to bad. But it's pretty easy to out run him. [b][i]Final Spirit: The Spirit of Light:[/i][/b] Putting all four spirits together and giving up part of his life force Vander becomes the spirit of light. An extremely strong and fast spirit able to use all of its old spirits abilities. However once leaving this form his life force is drained resulting in possible death and guaranteed mortal injury. He can also only sustain this power without killing himself for a set amount of time. (5 posts.)[/spoiler] [b][i]Personality: [/i][/b] [spoiler] Do whatever he can to do the right thing no matter the cost to himself. However he's protective of others and has a good heart although he comes off as weird. Due to the spirits arguing and having conversations in his head. The spirits can come out and talk but while out Vander cannot use their powers. Angris (Amber): The spirit of fire, a very strong willed girl who tends to have moments of random anger. Some may call her a hot head at times she sees herself as bluntly honest. Underneath this is a kind and warm soul though. She has a crush on both Vander and Sylvia. Although she hasn't admitted that she likes either of them. Lavel: The spirit of water, a very flirty person. However when things get serious he is the clear leader of the spirits becoming a terrifying force. Sylvia: The spirit of wind. A very shy and protective girl who is secretly in love with Vander. She will almost always only speak to him unless required. Speaking more to her spirit friends now but as much as a normal person. Ragaron: The spirit of earth a very kind man who likes to joke around with others. Is secretly in love with Angris and is generally more protective of her. Lawful Chaotic.[/spoiler]

Name: Aaron Sawyer Other alias/nickname: Paladin Sawyer, the Young Paladin, Veration Age: 34 Gender: Male Race: Human Allegiance: The Arrowhead Smugglers Appearance - [spoiler]Tall, extremely muscular. Eyes the color of ice. Scarred face, light beard, shaggy black hair. Strong chin. Handsome.[/spoiler] Abilities - [spoiler]A great swordsman and hunter. Is very adept in survival skills. Knowing anatomy inside out, which makes him even more skilled with the sword. His powers have yet to reach a limit in possibly, however, they are only limited by his will. Sawyer uses his own life force to power his magic. Therefore, simple combat may give him a cold or headache; truly powerful Magic casted will cause great injury or immediate death. Simple magic counts as telekinetic power or elemental manipulation. After the Hermes raid Sawyer has acquired a surgery which bolstered iron into his skin to make him able to withstand more blunt damage and firearms less penetrative. In fact, all conventional rounds do nothing to him..[/spoiler] Weaknesses: [spoiler]Due to a very traumatic past, mention of his killed friends from the WOD, his wife and his wartime as a child can cause horrible outbursts of PTSD. He may be strong, but is mentally weak and easily manipulated. Though skilled with the sword and understanding of how to cripple, Sawyer has spent the majority of his time with a rifle in his hands. Stronger swordsman will be able to outclass Sawyer.[/spoiler] Strengths - [spoiler]Sawyer is extremely strong and a master swordsman, having used the broadsword, his blade of choice, his whole life. He's so strong he can even hold a broadsword in one hand and be formidable, but prefers two hands for increased precision. Sawyer can easily see through lies and is an expert judge of character.[/spoiler] Gear - [spoiler]His trusty custom broadsword, Veritan, named after his mountainous hometown on Prillion. Its blade honed to a very fine edge and leather-bound hilt meant to perfect accommodate his grip makes Sawyer able to flow in the ebb of combat with precision cuts that can kill a man with only a simple slash. Sawyer has increased his arsenal since his disappearance; he has gained a multitude of guns, including his trusty duel sidearms, Silverjaw and Deufor, named after two of his most trusted associates on his adventures. Both fire large sums of voltage out of their barrels which expands over the target and causes them horrible pain as their entire body cramps in agony. They are non-lethal, as well as weakening weapons, but both are useless against armor. In addition to this is a bull-barreled .44 S&W Magnum Revolver, a relic of Earth long forgotten that he won in a card game, named after his mentor in the Paladin Order and Kalishar's criminal Visir, Arakian. It provides tremendous stopping power and is used for duels or execution, as Sawyer is not the best sharpshooter. And finally, his most nifty tool; the Black Hand, an inch glove made of fine leather that allows Sawyer to use his most basic powers, such as moving small objects or casting an ember on his fingertip to light a fire without taking away from his own life force.[/spoiler] Personality - [spoiler]Sawyer is a confident, happy and quite brave, and overall a very well-mannered man. He treats his friends and comrades alike with extreme respect, and would follow them to Hell and back. Though a great person, Sawyer is also a hothead and carries burden due to a dark past.[/spoiler] Backstory - [spoiler]Sawyer was born on the small planet of Prillion, in a well-hidden and unseen solar system due to a magic shield by the Mage Order, the natural inhabitants of Prillion who wield powerful magic called Hellwind which can be applied in an infinite number of ways. Sawyer was said in prophecy to bring order to the Mage Civil War started by a rogue protector of the Queen Mage, Ćaliñe, who had an affair with the queen, causing great turmoil in the Kingdom of Prillion. He was raised by the fabled Paladin Order, a prestigious and rigorous group dedicated to making Paladins, people of immense magical power who dedicate their lives to aiding the people of Prillion. Sawyer was one of these, and was the most powerful Mage to grace Prillion in eons, soon fabled and heralded. After the arrival of an alien called the Man and his beginning of a vicious holy crusade against the Mages using their brethren infused with an immaterial substance called Essence of Darkness, creating Corrupted Mages. A resistance force against the Man was created called SOTW (Special Operatives Trained in Warfare) and Sawyer was their warhorse at just age 8, destroying 12 chapters of the Man's army. Later, in his mid 20's as the war rages on and the Man releases a doomsday automaton named the WOD, or Weapon Of Destruction, which Sawyer is COMMISSIONED to destroy in a desolate and war-ravaged area of Prillion with his comrades from the SOTW, Bard, Equinox, Cane, Crow and himself. His friends were all killed, and just by the grit of his teeth Sawyer destroyed the WOD, hailed as a war hero and going into retirement with his wife, Lavernia. They had a large family and all was well, until she was killed by a stray Corrupted Mage, and his children disappeared after his wife's death. Sawyer joined back into the SOTW until Prillion was destroyed by The Man's alien race, the Atea, a gargantuan force spanning dimensions all controlled by a Hive Mind. After many intergalactic adventures and brushes with death, and a disappearance after he was tricked by an old enemy and left for dead on an armpit planet, Sawyer has returned back to Union airspace and as a Hermes member, and a part-time gunslinger with the Arrowhead crew.[/spoiler] [b]Quirks/Trivia[/b] - [spoiler]-Sawyer's official codename with the SOTW was Veration, a name chosen by him. It was also what he was referred to by surperiors, instead of just grunts of "Sawyer" or "Paladin." The reason why he chose this name, however, or its meaning, is unknown. -Though having immunity to the adverse effects of tobacco due to his anatomy as a Mage, Sawyer prefers fat cigars for their rich and smoky aftertaste. -Despite swearing by the Paladin's Code, a blood oath taken on the first day of a rookie newly inducted into the elite Paladin Order, Sawyer has broken his oath many times. Some of which was when he took drugs so his mission wouldn't be compromised when he tracked a terrorist through a rave, or when he killed a child soldier that was he jeopardizing the life of Sawyer's comrades and career during the infamous Second Civil War of Voc Septem. After the perishing of the Paladin Order and almost all of its members, Sawyer found the code to be something he always tried to live by, but would break if absolutely necessary. -Contrary to what one might believe, although Sawyer's a skilled swordsman, his true calling lies with automatic machine guns, due to his use of them since he was just a sprite. Give him a sturdy AR and he'll clear house. Sawyer's swordplay only started as a hobby and a trait he wanted to pick up, but due to the high cost of living in Coalition airspace, his verdict was that the use of assault rifles were too costly after the destruction of Prillion. Sawyer then made swordsmanship his main form of defense. -Sawyer loves classical music. Despite being revered among the remnants of the Mage Guild as a heroic fighter and the sole warrior who turned the tides of the fierce conflict against the leper messiah The Man and his propaganda army, Sawyer's own parents were not nobles or combatants, but rather humble and impoverished musicians. This is why he constantly looks for native instruments to every race he can find; he brings them to the graves of his mother and father and adds them to the shrine he has been cultivating for years. -Sawyer is learning to play the aerondike, a traditional musical device quite similar to Old Earth's harmonica, capable of playing music with using the breezes and changing winds working together with whistle blows to make exquisite sounds. Master players of the aerondike are capable of reaching sounds that humanoid ears were never supposed to be able to hear, or tug at the heartstrings of even the most malicious men and women. Sawyer's mother, Jillian, was among one of these experts. Sawyer isn't quite as good as his lineage presented but he continues to practice every day. -The Paladin grew up along tales of chivalry, honor, and also barbarism and the cost of mindless destruction. These morally-fueled stories of knights of old, warriors and fierce protectors of the human spirit, are what led him to a life in the military, and eventually one alongside the Paladin Order.[/spoiler]

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[url=https://docs.google.com/document/d/1hvdwb8MxpA51vAyhMf_TP77CI1rvCj60EYuNMPYthjU/edit?usp=drive_web]Jack Storm.[/url] [spoiler]just lemme know if he needs a nerf, please. [/spoiler]

Name: Athena Codename: Delta-5 Gender: Female Age: 22 Class: Scout Specialty: Stealth Weapon: IMI Desert Eagle, AH501 20x Zoom .50 Cal sniper, JF68 Armor piercing assault rifle Appearance: 5'10", 125lbs., shoulder length flaming red hair, emerald eyes, hourglass body type, large scar on right cheek, missing right pinky finger, pale complexion Personality: kind, caring, compassionate

"меня зовут Dimitry. I'm just a normal guy looking for happiness." Name: Dimitry Vladivostok. Age: 37 Ethnicity: Russian Backstory: Just a normal guy with a nornal upbringing raised in a Metro, nothing special. Gear: [spoiler]Ak-74u -Cz-52 pistol -Combat knife -Lighter -Matchsticks -Urban camo military gear with no helmet. -Gas mask [/spoiler] Personality: Dimitry is just a man trying to get the best out of life so he remains mostly optimistic Quirks: None, he's just a normal guy. Abilities, none, he's not a diety or anything supernatural, just a normal flesh and blood human.

"They say that history is written by the victors. I beg to differ." Name: Xavier Carter Age: Assumed to be 23. Gender: Male Appearance His hair is black, with a few purple streaks on his hair, side effects from Psionics. He has glasses, which sometimes crack and repair themselves. Said to be like that when his glasses were cracked in his broken dimension. His eyes can change from Brown to Purple, when using his abilities. Personality His personality varies from time to time. Possibly from being slightly broken. Sometimes his mood swings change him drastically, so don't be too surprised if he goes bipolar. But his most seen is his original one, back when he wasn't broken; he's a mostly calm individual, and a inquisitive/curious one. Abilities: [spoiler]Cyphis -Glitch: Become Invulnerable to any attack by phasing in and out of reality for a couple of seconds. Two post cooldown. -Shockwave: Uses this to push back the enemy. Pushback strength depends on opponent's strength and weight. Replenish times vary. -Rush: Dash at a speed significantly faster than the maximum potential of human sprinting speeds. Regenerates every 2 posts. -Second Skin: Has a sort of barrier around him that can protect him from any attacks. The barrier can be broken if it takes a certain amount of hits, and it disappears permanently once he finds a better means of protection. Psionics -Phantom fire: Shoot a short burst of energy, damaging the target. *Absorb: Says it in the name. He has an option of taking the host's blood and using it to heal the himself or others. He can only use half of what he gets, though. -Terrorise: Use the opponent's mind against them, panicking them. Not a 100 percent guarantee. [/spoiler] Equipment: [spoiler]Armour & Casual Clothing [url=https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/proxy/Xsi2VFXuzcLHhqzt4TMC-8qyl5XFSLPlcv1WTniez7sgV4UvMuUp-bC7bZd1o52dYpm6qMzjAu97k0a8rb_ijBlS9z-u3lAUSz1aJ-kCNFk8yuX1d3BiMfgGLvFThaksQ8bjpIQlkveXYgdHuVlLVwSi5xQjHN1TBJsY7vvh3XzsPU5Sxm4GnvU=w453-h324-nc]He's added Kevlar to his clothing, so that he could have protection without any heavy weights slowing him down. Instead of the white shirt seen in the picture, it's replaced with a black collared shirt. The jeans are tan, still keeps the bandolier. A black and purple jacket is worn over the vest to conceal it.[/url] Weapons [url=https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRfyZCrHvij3AppdLQIP2LCZy52YX2mIASyvTd-bRkaFPbMIyRN4vzkfCKu]Crossbow[/url] Being the crafty person that he his, he's created a crossbow that does not use the tech normally seem in firearms and created this. A five-shot crossbow, with a choice for Xylazine needles replacing the bolts. 5x zoom scope. KOMPAKT-4 A assault rifle that has a electromagnetic round firing system. Punches harder than conventional bullets, but it fires slower. Poison claw A special kind of pistol. Shoots acid that can melt through all kinds of armour, even ceramic. Large blade at the front for close and personal encounters. Oblivion A rifle that fires Antimatter crystals. When enough crystals are gathered on a single enemy or object, it'll do a 'supercombine' effect, generating a small gravity field for a short time. And it could rip a thing apart if it disperses. Electrical Crowbar A good blunt weapon, for smashing heads in. Modified so that it heavily conducts electricity with anything. Handle is insulated for safety. Tools Electrical Crowbar It can also be used to pry open doors, and other things. Psionic Amp Used for his Psionic abilities. It can get knocked away from his hands, but it's unbreakable.[/spoiler] Bio: [spoiler]Memory fragment 1: INCIDENT HYPER Xavier Carter. Like some, he wasn't born a mercenary, fighter, or whatever you call them. Instead, he was pushed into the lifestyle he has now. You could say he was a... Conscript, of sorts. Before all that, he was a scientist, and a bit of a child prodigy too. Right when he was eighteen, and right when everything went crashing down in his dimension, literally. November 19th, 2015. Him and his colleagues found a anomalous artefact while going on one of their trips. They've created a machine that was devoted to finding out what this transparent fragment was about. Turns out that it was a part of a object from another dimension, and they immediately went to the fact that they could create an portal to another world. Then again, when you try to mess with reality, everything goes wrong. One of his friends, Vinnie, seemed to have this look on his face when he found himself staring at the machine. Like he was listening to something really important, or was mesmerised by it. Xavier noticed this, and tried to stop him. But Vinnie was too drawn in for him to notice. [quote]X: ...Vinnie? V: ... X: Vinnie, don't touch that machine! V: This potential... I could... X: The hell are you doing? You need to sto-[/quote] Then poor little Vinnie disappeared into static. What happened to him, I dunno. Maybe what was left to him was spread out across various different realms. Anyway, that's not important. Xavier and the others soon after found their dimension's coordinates very close to another suddenly, and they were on a rapid collision course. They didn't see it, but they felt it when their whole planet rumbled. Then for a split-second, polygonal particles started to lift from the ground into the sky. Then everything went dark from there.[/spoiler]

"[i]Put the gun away, jackass. Yeah, you.[/i]" [b]Name:[/b] Charles Isabelle Ephiateus [b]Nickname:[/b] Charlie [b]Age:[/b] 13 [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Sexuality:[/b] Heterosexual [b]Appearance:[/b] Artfully messy turquoise hair. Bright, green eyes, and pale skin. 5'6", 105 lbs. [b]Equipment:[/b][spoiler][u]Prosthetic Limbs:[/u] •All four limbs are prosthetic, due to many injuries earned on the battlefield [u]Snow Crystal:[/u] •12-gauge shotgun •Pump-action [u]Desert Glare:[/u] •.50 caliber sniper rifle •5 bullet mag •Scope zooms in and out [u]Rock Slide:[/u] •Assault rifle, 5.56x45 ammunition •63 bullet mag •Scope zooms in and out [u]Jungle Vines:[/u] •Chain whip •One yard long •Tipped with poison [u]Unity:[/u] •A two handed, 5 foot long longsword •Made of titanium •Cleaves straight through flesh and bone[/spoiler][b]Abilities:[/b][spoiler]Charlie inherited a little magic from his mother, and has the capability to create magical shields around allies, without his physical capabilities deteriorating. He's a skilled surgeon and doctor, and is a prodigy in the medical field. In addition to this, he was taught how to fight by his father, Edward, from a very young age. He joined in the war with his father as early as 9, skilled with prosthetics (not as good as JT), and saved many lives. He had an immense amount of talent with guns, and was extraordinarily accurate.[/spoiler][b]Backstory:[/b][spoiler]The child of Isabelle and Edward, Charlie was born into a war. The war was between four different kingdoms, with two alliances. Their family was in the Montem Hominibus kingdom, and Edward, Charlie's father, was the field commander of their army. From a young age, Edward taught Charlie to fight, and the medics of the Montem taught him how to save a life. He'd inherited his mother's talent in the medical field, as well as some of her magic. Edward wanted Charlie to be able to fight, in case he was stuck in a position where Edward couldn't help, so from the moment Charlie could walk he was training. At age 9, he could hit a target with his sniper rifle from 2000 yards away, and his stamina was high. In swordplay, he matched his father. Edward was confident enough to allow Charlie onto the battlefield, and he saved too many lives to count. His talent in the medical field surpassed some of the best surgeons and doctors of the Montem, and was able to amputate and give soldiers prosthetics right on the battlefield, with the aid of his magic shields. But all this made him a target, and he was injured heavily multiple times, until he had to amputate all four of his limbs. He installed prosthetics on himself, however Edward took him out of the battlefield, fearing for his life. The last person he wanted dead was Charlie. Angry, Charlie argued to Edward. He wanted to be on the battlefield, helping to win the war. Edward refused to talk about the matter to Charlie, and sent him away, to where his mother was. The dojo.[/spoiler][b]Additional:[/b] Inherited his father's musical talent, plays clarinet. Son of Edward and Isabelle. Is badass.