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The Hellbound
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He had always asked himself, was his mother right? was he a monster? was he going to be the death of the world? The blood on his hands would write its own answer, but he didn't look at it.
None of it mattered, not to him atleast.
------Basics------
Full name: Mephistos Terries, goes by his birth name of Isaac Terries around other humans.
Alias: N/A
Age: 20
Race: Demon (Formerly Human)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Height: 6'1"
Eyes: Dark Red
Hair: Red
Health complications: Major Depressive Disorder, Seemingly mute (simply doesn't speak to people)
----------Family-----------
Father (Edd Terries): Alive, Stopped speaking to Mephistos after he murdered his mother.
Mother (Moira Terries): Dead, killed by Mephistos after she attempted to kill him.
Patron (Dul'Mephisto): Alive, Is the source of Mephistos' power and life, to keep it, he must obey every order given to him by Dul.
--------Character information--------
Likes: Being left alone, clicking pens, silence, indoors.
Dislikes: Anything religious, being asked about his past, his horns being touched in any way, having to speak.
Strengths: cool-headed, smart, observant.
Weaknesses: apathetic, violent when pushed too far, socially awkward.
Appearance: Mephistos commonly wears very baggy clothing, along with sweaters and hoodies, nearly always with the hood up. He also is commonly wearing a face mask, not wanting people to see his demonic fangs, when asked to remove it for any reason, he will almost certainly refuse, but will simply defend it saying that his has scars he is self conscious of.
Personality: Most demons are violent, destructive, arrogant and even downright mean. Mephistos is none of these things, although he has the potential to become all of those things at any given time, he is most often plagued with a constant sense of apathy. This leads him to rarely show any emotion, even to people whom he cares about deep down, this apathy leads him to be a massive pushover usually, doing what people tell him to do without a care in the world. Although there are certain lines he will never cross, and even get aggressive when these lines are pushed on him, he will resort to nearly doing anything to keep people pleased, they usually speak less to him that way.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Fists.
Mephistos never uses a weapon, and will only ever use his fists to fight his opposition.
Demonic strength: Being a demon, Mephistos is much stronger and tougher then the average person, and is resistant to any sort of fire or burning.
Burning Blood: Mephistos' blood is hot to the touch, and will burn things that it comes into contact with, it is also highly flammable.
Demon form: Mephistos can shift into a form more resembling his demonic self, being able to control flames in this form, and growing even stronger physically.
-------Backstory------
The family never wanted a child, they were content on their own, just living their lives in peace while the world passed them by. This change dramatically when Moira Terries became pregnant, they weren't sure how, but they decided to carry the child and birth it, this was how Isaac entered the world. What was different about him was his deep red eyes and crimson hair, it seemed unnatural, but his father never questioned it, loving the new child as his own.
His mother was a different story, she was disgusted by the child, turning to religion for answers on how to deal with him. Whenever his father wasn't around, his mother was always pushing him around, screaming at him and having him do different work around the house, for Isaac, it was agonizing, but he found solace in the world around them, enjoying going to school to see his friends and learning about different things.
This changed when his mother became fanatical, she became convinced that Isaac was some sort of demon spawn, and wanted to hide him from the world, locking him in his room for most days. One day she barged into his room with a large knife, her intentions were made clear quickly. Isaac ran from his mother until she cornered him, the feeling of being stabbed sent him into a fury, feeling strength he never felt before, he punched her in the head once, and she fell to the floor dead.
Isaac was thrown out by his father after, he still loved his son, but he couldn't forgive the murder. Alone, Isaac was approached by a hooded figure, revealing himself to be a demon lord, who had infused Isaac with power to survive his mothers attack. Isaac didn't want any of this, begging to have the power removed from him, but the demon lord told Isaac he needed him for work, and that he would now be following his every order, or the power would be ripped from him, along with his life.
Isaac was given a new name, Mephistos, it was then he realized his was trapped, there was no way out, and that's when he stopped feeling emotions, what point was there to exist if his only purpose was to be an errand runner for a demon lord? The apathy lead him to sit in his new, run down house every day and do nothing, hoping that one day, he would just wither away and die.
Seeing his errand runner was becoming this way, the demon lord tried adding extra incentives to spark a fire within Mephistos, finding him a nice new house and buying it for him along with a top grade motorbike, nothing seemed to make Mephistos any happier though. That's when the demon lord decided to leave Mephistos' life, seemingly, in reality he knew that time away from Mephistos would likely work to restore some of the emotion the boy once had.
Now, Mephistos has enrolled himself in a college, not to learn as he once did before, but to try to find something, anything to help him escape from the world he now saw as cruel and cold, after all, what person would accept a demon? there was no point in trying to make them understand, so he continues to waste away, hoping one day that this will all end.
-------Other------
Mephistos' song: Wrong Side of Heaven - Five Finger Death Punch ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhzP0slewds )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=csqDWKZYOOA
Time period: Supernatural Modern era.
Alignment: Mephistos is good most of the time, often wanting to do the right thing. However his demonic blood can be swayed to a darker side pretty easily, not that he'd ever complain, it might feel good for him to let loose.
He had always asked himself, was his mother right? was he a monster? was he going to be the death of the world? The blood on his hands would write its own answer, but he didn't look at it.
None of it mattered, not to him atleast.
------Basics------
Full name: Mephistos Terries, goes by his birth name of Isaac Terries around other humans.
Alias: N/A
Age: 20
Race: Demon (Formerly Human)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Height: 6'1"
Eyes: Dark Red
Hair: Red
Health complications: Major Depressive Disorder, Seemingly mute (simply doesn't speak to people)
----------Family-----------
Father (Edd Terries): Alive, Stopped speaking to Mephistos after he murdered his mother.
Mother (Moira Terries): Dead, killed by Mephistos after she attempted to kill him.
Patron (Dul'Mephisto): Alive, Is the source of Mephistos' power and life, to keep it, he must obey every order given to him by Dul.
--------Character information--------
Likes: Being left alone, clicking pens, silence, indoors.
Dislikes: Anything religious, being asked about his past, his horns being touched in any way, having to speak.
Strengths: cool-headed, smart, observant.
Weaknesses: apathetic, violent when pushed too far, socially awkward.
Appearance: Mephistos commonly wears very baggy clothing, along with sweaters and hoodies, nearly always with the hood up. He also is commonly wearing a face mask, not wanting people to see his demonic fangs, when asked to remove it for any reason, he will almost certainly refuse, but will simply defend it saying that his has scars he is self conscious of.
Personality: Most demons are violent, destructive, arrogant and even downright mean. Mephistos is none of these things, although he has the potential to become all of those things at any given time, he is most often plagued with a constant sense of apathy. This leads him to rarely show any emotion, even to people whom he cares about deep down, this apathy leads him to be a massive pushover usually, doing what people tell him to do without a care in the world. Although there are certain lines he will never cross, and even get aggressive when these lines are pushed on him, he will resort to nearly doing anything to keep people pleased, they usually speak less to him that way.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Fists.
Mephistos never uses a weapon, and will only ever use his fists to fight his opposition.
Demonic strength: Being a demon, Mephistos is much stronger and tougher then the average person, and is resistant to any sort of fire or burning.
Burning Blood: Mephistos' blood is hot to the touch, and will burn things that it comes into contact with, it is also highly flammable.
Demon form: Mephistos can shift into a form more resembling his demonic self, being able to control flames in this form, and growing even stronger physically.
-------Backstory------
The family never wanted a child, they were content on their own, just living their lives in peace while the world passed them by. This change dramatically when Moira Terries became pregnant, they weren't sure how, but they decided to carry the child and birth it, this was how Isaac entered the world. What was different about him was his deep red eyes and crimson hair, it seemed unnatural, but his father never questioned it, loving the new child as his own.
His mother was a different story, she was disgusted by the child, turning to religion for answers on how to deal with him. Whenever his father wasn't around, his mother was always pushing him around, screaming at him and having him do different work around the house, for Isaac, it was agonizing, but he found solace in the world around them, enjoying going to school to see his friends and learning about different things.
This changed when his mother became fanatical, she became convinced that Isaac was some sort of demon spawn, and wanted to hide him from the world, locking him in his room for most days. One day she barged into his room with a large knife, her intentions were made clear quickly. Isaac ran from his mother until she cornered him, the feeling of being stabbed sent him into a fury, feeling strength he never felt before, he punched her in the head once, and she fell to the floor dead.
Isaac was thrown out by his father after, he still loved his son, but he couldn't forgive the murder. Alone, Isaac was approached by a hooded figure, revealing himself to be a demon lord, who had infused Isaac with power to survive his mothers attack. Isaac didn't want any of this, begging to have the power removed from him, but the demon lord told Isaac he needed him for work, and that he would now be following his every order, or the power would be ripped from him, along with his life.
Isaac was given a new name, Mephistos, it was then he realized his was trapped, there was no way out, and that's when he stopped feeling emotions, what point was there to exist if his only purpose was to be an errand runner for a demon lord? The apathy lead him to sit in his new, run down house every day and do nothing, hoping that one day, he would just wither away and die.
Seeing his errand runner was becoming this way, the demon lord tried adding extra incentives to spark a fire within Mephistos, finding him a nice new house and buying it for him along with a top grade motorbike, nothing seemed to make Mephistos any happier though. That's when the demon lord decided to leave Mephistos' life, seemingly, in reality he knew that time away from Mephistos would likely work to restore some of the emotion the boy once had.
Now, Mephistos has enrolled himself in a college, not to learn as he once did before, but to try to find something, anything to help him escape from the world he now saw as cruel and cold, after all, what person would accept a demon? there was no point in trying to make them understand, so he continues to waste away, hoping one day that this will all end.
-------Other------
Mephistos' song: Wrong Side of Heaven - Five Finger Death Punch ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhzP0slewds )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=csqDWKZYOOA
Time period: Supernatural Modern era.
Alignment: Mephistos is good most of the time, often wanting to do the right thing. However his demonic blood can be swayed to a darker side pretty easily, not that he'd ever complain, it might feel good for him to let loose.
The Fuse
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The fire that makes the flameborn affects each person differently, for some, their emotions become completely suppressed, and they turn merciless, directing their fiery wrath towards any and all who cross their paths.
If only what had happened to her was that simple.
(NOTE: This is an alternate version of an existing character, for her other profile, see here: www.roleplay.me/blog/266123 )
------Basics------
Full name: Lilith Gwen Smythe
Alias: N/A
Age: 21
Race: Human (Flameborn)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Height: 5'8"
Eyes: Red, turns to a rainbow when laughing.
Hair: Black, Blond in Flameborn form.
Health complications: Sadistic Personality Disorder.
----------Family-----------
Father (Jarod Smythe): Dead, died with her realm.
Mother (Kaylee Smythe): Dead, died with her realm.
Older brother (Rixos Smythe): Dead, died with her realm.
--------Character information--------
Likes: hurting people, the sound of screaming, fire, messing with people.
Dislikes: airheads, arrogant people, overly loud sounds, seeing those she cares about hurt.
Strengths: powerful, intelligent, loyal.
Weaknesses: violent, obessive, sadistic.
Appearance: Lilith always tries to make herself stand out, even if she has to suppress her flameborn form. She likes wearing flashy colours to do this, and is often dressed casually even for formal events, she doesn't really care what other people think of it. When moving around areas where fight could break out, she often wears heavy jackets so that she isn't too shocked by anyone throwing a surprise punch.
Personality: Lilith is hard to read, she often looks angry or annoyed, but in reality she is overly friendly, all it would take would be for someone to speak to her in a friendly manner for this personality to break through. This isn't all it seems however, Lilith gets attached to people very quickly, and if often violently protective of them, to the point where she would kill someone over a simple insult directed at a friend. She doesn't care for people insulting her though, she was used to it, and can often brush it off without worrying too much.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Staff.
Lilith carries her brothers staff with her, serving as not only a reminder, but a focus to amplify her magical powers.
Flameborn form: Lilith suppresses this form normally, but she can bring it forth either subtly or in a violent explosion of fluorescent fire. While maintaining this form, Lilith is far more durable, and her magic is far more violent.
Fluorescent fire: Lilith often uses the fluorescent fire in large blasts and concentrated lasers, she can control the intensity of these flames, with more intensities being more unstable and harder for her to maintain.
Wings of fire: Sprouting ethereal wings of fire, Lilith can glide through the air whenever she wishes, she can also fly upwards with them, but it is much harder for her to do.
-------Backstory------
Unlike her alternate self, the birth of this Lilith did not result in the death of her mother, along with this, the civil war of Arcana ended when she was just an infant, with the nations uniting under one banner so that they could prosper as one. Because of all of these factors, Lilith had a loving childhood, cared for by her family as much as her brother was, learning more and more about her world with her brother at her side.
Lilith grew up happy, she was content with the world around her, and her brother, whom she cared for more then anyone else in the world, her life was perfect, but unfortunately it wouldn't stay that way. The sky grew dark under the shadow of a fallen god, one that was reborn by three siblings who had been hiding in a small island nearby, their world was going to die, but Lilith stood ready, she knew the end was coming. She found her brother and was ready to spend her last moments with him, the person who had been her best friend all of her childhood.
So when she woke up alone, on a stone floating in space, she was confused, where was Rixos? where was her family? where was Arcana? Answers never came to her, all she knew was that she was alone, but she could feel the suffering of billions, as if they were all screaming for help, it was painful to hear at first, but then her perspective shifted. Hearing all those souls scream for help, it was a melody, a melody that she loved to hear, in a fit of laughter, she allowed the fluorescent flame to take her, becoming a Flameborn in the process.
As she became Flameborn, she learned the truth, her realm was dead, her brother was gone, the people she cared about were all gone. Yet there were thousands, millions, billions of other worlds out there, ones that all had her brother, she could get him back, and she would at any cost. She made her way to one of these realms to see her brother again, but when she approached him to tell him who she was, he didn't believe her. Even after she told him everything, all the memories she shared with him, every moment they laughed together, but that Rixos stood firm, he already had a Lilith, one that was his sister.
Enraged, Lilith lashed out in a blaze that set the whole of Central Arcana on fire, that realm had lost its Central Arcana because of her rage, but she didn't care, she was never going to get her brother back. She returned to the space between worlds frustrated, sad, and lost, if no Rixos was going to be her brother, what was the point? her heart now had a void in it, one that weighed her down more then her mind could handle.
Her whereabouts afterwards are unknown, most Flameborn have a mission in their mind that revolves around their death and the death of their realm. But for Lilith, she wants nothing more then her brother back, but since she can't have that, its safe to assume she wanders between different realms of all times, searching for something, or someone to fill the void that the loss left in her heart.
-------Other------
Lilith' song: Meltdown - Motionless in White ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXOvKa2mAIQ )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ifi3XpK8c3E
Time period: Any Supernatural era.
Alignment: This version of Lilith is much more evil then her counterpart, often chasing personal whims and what she wants, and she wouldn't hesitate to burn worlds if asked. That isn't to say she's completely irredeemable, as a sliver of her good nature hangs to her being.
The fire that makes the flameborn affects each person differently, for some, their emotions become completely suppressed, and they turn merciless, directing their fiery wrath towards any and all who cross their paths.
If only what had happened to her was that simple.
(NOTE: This is an alternate version of an existing character, for her other profile, see here: www.roleplay.me/blog/266123 )
------Basics------
Full name: Lilith Gwen Smythe
Alias: N/A
Age: 21
Race: Human (Flameborn)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Height: 5'8"
Eyes: Red, turns to a rainbow when laughing.
Hair: Black, Blond in Flameborn form.
Health complications: Sadistic Personality Disorder.
----------Family-----------
Father (Jarod Smythe): Dead, died with her realm.
Mother (Kaylee Smythe): Dead, died with her realm.
Older brother (Rixos Smythe): Dead, died with her realm.
--------Character information--------
Likes: hurting people, the sound of screaming, fire, messing with people.
Dislikes: airheads, arrogant people, overly loud sounds, seeing those she cares about hurt.
Strengths: powerful, intelligent, loyal.
Weaknesses: violent, obessive, sadistic.
Appearance: Lilith always tries to make herself stand out, even if she has to suppress her flameborn form. She likes wearing flashy colours to do this, and is often dressed casually even for formal events, she doesn't really care what other people think of it. When moving around areas where fight could break out, she often wears heavy jackets so that she isn't too shocked by anyone throwing a surprise punch.
Personality: Lilith is hard to read, she often looks angry or annoyed, but in reality she is overly friendly, all it would take would be for someone to speak to her in a friendly manner for this personality to break through. This isn't all it seems however, Lilith gets attached to people very quickly, and if often violently protective of them, to the point where she would kill someone over a simple insult directed at a friend. She doesn't care for people insulting her though, she was used to it, and can often brush it off without worrying too much.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Staff.
Lilith carries her brothers staff with her, serving as not only a reminder, but a focus to amplify her magical powers.
Flameborn form: Lilith suppresses this form normally, but she can bring it forth either subtly or in a violent explosion of fluorescent fire. While maintaining this form, Lilith is far more durable, and her magic is far more violent.
Fluorescent fire: Lilith often uses the fluorescent fire in large blasts and concentrated lasers, she can control the intensity of these flames, with more intensities being more unstable and harder for her to maintain.
Wings of fire: Sprouting ethereal wings of fire, Lilith can glide through the air whenever she wishes, she can also fly upwards with them, but it is much harder for her to do.
-------Backstory------
Unlike her alternate self, the birth of this Lilith did not result in the death of her mother, along with this, the civil war of Arcana ended when she was just an infant, with the nations uniting under one banner so that they could prosper as one. Because of all of these factors, Lilith had a loving childhood, cared for by her family as much as her brother was, learning more and more about her world with her brother at her side.
Lilith grew up happy, she was content with the world around her, and her brother, whom she cared for more then anyone else in the world, her life was perfect, but unfortunately it wouldn't stay that way. The sky grew dark under the shadow of a fallen god, one that was reborn by three siblings who had been hiding in a small island nearby, their world was going to die, but Lilith stood ready, she knew the end was coming. She found her brother and was ready to spend her last moments with him, the person who had been her best friend all of her childhood.
So when she woke up alone, on a stone floating in space, she was confused, where was Rixos? where was her family? where was Arcana? Answers never came to her, all she knew was that she was alone, but she could feel the suffering of billions, as if they were all screaming for help, it was painful to hear at first, but then her perspective shifted. Hearing all those souls scream for help, it was a melody, a melody that she loved to hear, in a fit of laughter, she allowed the fluorescent flame to take her, becoming a Flameborn in the process.
As she became Flameborn, she learned the truth, her realm was dead, her brother was gone, the people she cared about were all gone. Yet there were thousands, millions, billions of other worlds out there, ones that all had her brother, she could get him back, and she would at any cost. She made her way to one of these realms to see her brother again, but when she approached him to tell him who she was, he didn't believe her. Even after she told him everything, all the memories she shared with him, every moment they laughed together, but that Rixos stood firm, he already had a Lilith, one that was his sister.
Enraged, Lilith lashed out in a blaze that set the whole of Central Arcana on fire, that realm had lost its Central Arcana because of her rage, but she didn't care, she was never going to get her brother back. She returned to the space between worlds frustrated, sad, and lost, if no Rixos was going to be her brother, what was the point? her heart now had a void in it, one that weighed her down more then her mind could handle.
Her whereabouts afterwards are unknown, most Flameborn have a mission in their mind that revolves around their death and the death of their realm. But for Lilith, she wants nothing more then her brother back, but since she can't have that, its safe to assume she wanders between different realms of all times, searching for something, or someone to fill the void that the loss left in her heart.
-------Other------
Lilith' song: Meltdown - Motionless in White ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXOvKa2mAIQ )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ifi3XpK8c3E
Time period: Any Supernatural era.
Alignment: This version of Lilith is much more evil then her counterpart, often chasing personal whims and what she wants, and she wouldn't hesitate to burn worlds if asked. That isn't to say she's completely irredeemable, as a sliver of her good nature hangs to her being.
The Fire
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Waking up from a nightmare should be quickly followed by relief, right? So why was everything he knew ablaze in a fluorescent fire? Why did he not know where he was? Why was he on a floating rock in space? Was this even space?
Why did the fire look so beautiful?
Before he could answer any of these questions, the answers came, yes, he was supposed to die on the boat, when the waves swept it over, it was supposed to be the end of his life. But instead of it costing him his life, it cost the lives of everyone else in his world, no, not just his world, his entire realm.
In the distance, he could hear a voice, his voice, it was taunting him, his world was dead, but the other voices lived, why did his realm have to die when there were thousands of them out there that could have lost their own? No answer will justify anything, nothing.
Except hunting down every last one of them.
(NOTE: This is an alternate version of an existing character, for his other profile, see here: www.roleplay.me/blog/264317 )
------Basics------
Full name: Enigma Glasc
Alias: N/A
Age: 26
Race: Human (Flameborn)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Height: 6'5"
Eyes: Green, they turn to a rainbow when he is upset.
Hair: Brown.
Health complications: Insomnia.
----------Family-----------
Mother (Celia Glasc): Dead, died with his realm.
Brother (Fornex Glasc) : Dead, died with his realm.
--------Character information--------
Likes: Hunting himself, warm weather, burning things, night.
Dislikes: Hearing his own voice, water, being stared at, waiting.
Strengths: powerful, trustworthy, intelligent.
Weaknesses: emotionally unstable, impatient, reckless.
Appearance: Enigma looks like an average person when his flameborn form is suppressed, his looks can be deceiving, as he is fairly good looking. Although he knows this, he rarely uses his looks to lure people into a false sense of security. He often wears covert military attire, for if he ever needs to get into a brawl at any moment, and also to help him sneak through the darkness.
Personality: Enigma is a very closed off person, never trying to seek out companionship or make friends. He interacts with people for one purpose and one purpose alone, to try to find his own whereabouts in whatever realm his is in, often resorting to making deals to get this information from those who know it. Befriending Enigma is hard, as his mind is always set towards the future, to the next realm, but perhaps with proper persistence and correct wording Enigma would warm up to someone.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Fluorescent dagger.
Enigma carries a dagger on him at all times, this dagger glows brightly with the fire in his heart, and often is the source of his fiery power when his flameborn form takes over.
Flameborn form: Enigma's human form is not his true form. Often accompanied by a bright burst of fluorescent fire, Enigma can allow the fire to take over his body, revealing his true form, and making him much faster and durable.
Fluorescent fire: Through the power of the fire, Enigma can project this fire into violent blasts and pulses, which causes things to burn more violently then normal fire magic.
Invisibility: Enigma can fade into the shadows at will, often using this when sneaking around in daylight, although it hurts him to keep this up for long periods of time.
-------Backstory------
The grand scope of reality is supposed to work like clockwork, events pass, choices are made, realties are born, until their inevitable end, but what happens when a reality ends? Its a question not many bother to ask, although it has an answer, the Flameborn. Sometimes when a reality dies, the pain and suffering of all of its denizens manifests into one person, in the space between existence, and they are often left confused as to what path they are to walk.
Enigma Glasc was one such person, he had taken a job on a fishing boat to help his family, who were struggling financially at the time, it was tough and messy work, but in his eyes, it was worth it for the family he loved so much. Everything was running smoothly until one night there was a violent storm that rocked the boat back and forth, many of his crew had already gone overboard, and he was left alone to watch a massive wave start to fall towards him. He expected to die, bracing for the face of death to come and taken him.
That face never came, and instead, Enigma found himself at Flamme Prime, the birthplace of each Flameborn, he was confused, but then he saw the last ember of his realm fade, slowly figuring out what it was. He saw his brother and mother both be consumed by the flames of a dying realm, it hurt him, what hurt him more was when he heard his own voice in his head, taunting him, insulting him, calling him weak.
Then another voice spoke to him, the voice of the fire, it compelled him to take revenge, his other selves were selfish, not knowing that their realm could also be taken from them in the blink of an eye, and he needed to open their eyes to such a fate. Fueled by his desire for revenge, he stepped into the flame, becoming a Flameborn, and having the passage to other realms opened before his own eyes.
He found his first self in a young world, one where humans had just started to create civilization, and he quickly killed his alternate self. The feeling his got as he plunged his dagger into his own heart was nothing like he ever experienced before, seeing the life fade from his own eyes filled himself with vigor. He now jumps between realms of all times, some in the far future, some in the far past, with only one goal, to end the life of every other Enigma, no matter the damage it does to that realm.
-------Other------
Enigma's song: Fire to the Fuse - Jackson Wang ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDYycw_JfJ4 )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=xf8GsyXi-20&t=158s
Time period: Any Supernatural era.
Alignment: Enigma in this state has one singular goal, killing the other versions of himself. He doesn't care if he has to ally with hero's or villain's to achieve this goal, he'd work with either side of the coin in a heartbeat.
Waking up from a nightmare should be quickly followed by relief, right? So why was everything he knew ablaze in a fluorescent fire? Why did he not know where he was? Why was he on a floating rock in space? Was this even space?
Why did the fire look so beautiful?
Before he could answer any of these questions, the answers came, yes, he was supposed to die on the boat, when the waves swept it over, it was supposed to be the end of his life. But instead of it costing him his life, it cost the lives of everyone else in his world, no, not just his world, his entire realm.
In the distance, he could hear a voice, his voice, it was taunting him, his world was dead, but the other voices lived, why did his realm have to die when there were thousands of them out there that could have lost their own? No answer will justify anything, nothing.
Except hunting down every last one of them.
(NOTE: This is an alternate version of an existing character, for his other profile, see here: www.roleplay.me/blog/264317 )
------Basics------
Full name: Enigma Glasc
Alias: N/A
Age: 26
Race: Human (Flameborn)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Height: 6'5"
Eyes: Green, they turn to a rainbow when he is upset.
Hair: Brown.
Health complications: Insomnia.
----------Family-----------
Mother (Celia Glasc): Dead, died with his realm.
Brother (Fornex Glasc) : Dead, died with his realm.
--------Character information--------
Likes: Hunting himself, warm weather, burning things, night.
Dislikes: Hearing his own voice, water, being stared at, waiting.
Strengths: powerful, trustworthy, intelligent.
Weaknesses: emotionally unstable, impatient, reckless.
Appearance: Enigma looks like an average person when his flameborn form is suppressed, his looks can be deceiving, as he is fairly good looking. Although he knows this, he rarely uses his looks to lure people into a false sense of security. He often wears covert military attire, for if he ever needs to get into a brawl at any moment, and also to help him sneak through the darkness.
Personality: Enigma is a very closed off person, never trying to seek out companionship or make friends. He interacts with people for one purpose and one purpose alone, to try to find his own whereabouts in whatever realm his is in, often resorting to making deals to get this information from those who know it. Befriending Enigma is hard, as his mind is always set towards the future, to the next realm, but perhaps with proper persistence and correct wording Enigma would warm up to someone.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Fluorescent dagger.
Enigma carries a dagger on him at all times, this dagger glows brightly with the fire in his heart, and often is the source of his fiery power when his flameborn form takes over.
Flameborn form: Enigma's human form is not his true form. Often accompanied by a bright burst of fluorescent fire, Enigma can allow the fire to take over his body, revealing his true form, and making him much faster and durable.
Fluorescent fire: Through the power of the fire, Enigma can project this fire into violent blasts and pulses, which causes things to burn more violently then normal fire magic.
Invisibility: Enigma can fade into the shadows at will, often using this when sneaking around in daylight, although it hurts him to keep this up for long periods of time.
-------Backstory------
The grand scope of reality is supposed to work like clockwork, events pass, choices are made, realties are born, until their inevitable end, but what happens when a reality ends? Its a question not many bother to ask, although it has an answer, the Flameborn. Sometimes when a reality dies, the pain and suffering of all of its denizens manifests into one person, in the space between existence, and they are often left confused as to what path they are to walk.
Enigma Glasc was one such person, he had taken a job on a fishing boat to help his family, who were struggling financially at the time, it was tough and messy work, but in his eyes, it was worth it for the family he loved so much. Everything was running smoothly until one night there was a violent storm that rocked the boat back and forth, many of his crew had already gone overboard, and he was left alone to watch a massive wave start to fall towards him. He expected to die, bracing for the face of death to come and taken him.
That face never came, and instead, Enigma found himself at Flamme Prime, the birthplace of each Flameborn, he was confused, but then he saw the last ember of his realm fade, slowly figuring out what it was. He saw his brother and mother both be consumed by the flames of a dying realm, it hurt him, what hurt him more was when he heard his own voice in his head, taunting him, insulting him, calling him weak.
Then another voice spoke to him, the voice of the fire, it compelled him to take revenge, his other selves were selfish, not knowing that their realm could also be taken from them in the blink of an eye, and he needed to open their eyes to such a fate. Fueled by his desire for revenge, he stepped into the flame, becoming a Flameborn, and having the passage to other realms opened before his own eyes.
He found his first self in a young world, one where humans had just started to create civilization, and he quickly killed his alternate self. The feeling his got as he plunged his dagger into his own heart was nothing like he ever experienced before, seeing the life fade from his own eyes filled himself with vigor. He now jumps between realms of all times, some in the far future, some in the far past, with only one goal, to end the life of every other Enigma, no matter the damage it does to that realm.
-------Other------
Enigma's song: Fire to the Fuse - Jackson Wang ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDYycw_JfJ4 )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=xf8GsyXi-20&t=158s
Time period: Any Supernatural era.
Alignment: Enigma in this state has one singular goal, killing the other versions of himself. He doesn't care if he has to ally with hero's or villain's to achieve this goal, he'd work with either side of the coin in a heartbeat.
The Warmonger
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"What didn't kill me, WILL kill you!"
------Basics------
Full name: Delrin Jotenberg
Alias: Captain of the unbroken vanguard.
Age: 27.
Race: Human (Revenant).
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight.
Height: 6'10"
Eyes: Red.
Hair: N/A.
Health complications: Mood swings.
----------Family-----------
Father (Yvon Jotenberg): Dead, killed by the empire
Mother (Kristian Jotenberg): Dead, killed by the empire
--------Character information--------
Likes: silence, battle, letting the rage out, warm days.
Dislikes: corrupt leaders, cowards, being stared at, times of peace.
Strengths: physically strong, determined, protective.
Weaknesses: short tempered, reckless, stubborn.
Appearance: Often clad in heavy armor to support his natural bulk, Delrin is a massive man, one that strikes fear into the hearts of those who look at him. There is an abnormal red glow near his stomach that is often hidden, but it radiates heat if one gets close to it, when asked about it, Delrin will not answer what causes it or its purpose.
Personality: Delrin was born into war, lived in war, and died in war, as such, he is always seeking his next battle, wondering if it will be the one to earn him his glorious death. Delrin does not maintain too many connections as even his own soldiers are afraid to approach him, something he is completely okay with. Befriending the man will reveal that he is far more gentle this his persona in battle would have one believe, while still annoyed with the world, Delrin simple wants to go about each day hoping it will be better then the last.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Axe.
Delrin carries a specially made axe on his person at all times, its much bigger then a regular axe and is fit for a man like him to wield.
Abnormal strength: Delrin is much stronger then the average person, and in turn is far more durable as well.
Second wind: After he has been hurt enough, Delrin will burst into a second wind like state, where his strength is even further amplified.
Soul engine: His chest has an odd red glow to it, this is because its fueled by the power of blood and souls, which gives him his impressive strength and durability, it can be harnessed by him, but he will only do it as a last resort.
-------Backstory------
Delrin was born into a kingdom at war, the kingdom prided itself on its ability to best any opponent, a kingdom that believed in military above all else. Delrin watched several times as both his father and mother were shipped off to serve in different battles, while being placed under the watchful eye of the royal guards, as his family had plenty of wealth at its disposal.
He lived a calm life until his parents were accused of a crime they did not commit, and promptly executed for these crimes, leaving Delrin alone and without a family. The empire took this as a chance to turn him into the perfect killing machine, putting him through brutal training to mold him into the ideal solider. After some initial resistance, he eventually succumbed to the training, becoming far more powerful then any regular warrior.
Delrin fought in many campaigns against rival kingdoms, and was victorious in every battle, this lasted until a surprise attack struck the capital, and Delrin was called back to be the first and last line of defense. He had slaughtered his enemies left and right, by the time he was done, some say there was a mountain of corpses below his feet, but not even he could survive the sheer numbers that attacked the capital that day, Delrin fell in battle, expecting this to be his fate, and awaiting the embrace of the other side.
That embrace never came, as the empire brought him back from his rest to continue to fight. Delrin was enraged and lashed out as those who had brought him back, to no avail, their magic was too strong. Delrin was used as a weapon in the most desperate times, as he was locked up most of the time, his rage would often cause him to attack allies as much as enemies, leaving nearly nobody on the battlefield.
This lasted until his temper seemed to subside, and the empire made a choice to appoint him as general once more. Still seen as just a weapon by the empire but significantly less angry, Delrin marches on whoever he is told to, often leaving behind a trail of corpses in his wake, his unstoppable warpath yet to meet a proper match.
-------Other------
Delrin's song: Patchwerk - Sub Urban ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=2oa49Y5X210 )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBzdRApeqWI
Time period: Fantasy Era.
Alignment: Delrin doesn't care about good or evil, all he cares about is the taste of battle.
"What didn't kill me, WILL kill you!"
------Basics------
Full name: Delrin Jotenberg
Alias: Captain of the unbroken vanguard.
Age: 27.
Race: Human (Revenant).
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight.
Height: 6'10"
Eyes: Red.
Hair: N/A.
Health complications: Mood swings.
----------Family-----------
Father (Yvon Jotenberg): Dead, killed by the empire
Mother (Kristian Jotenberg): Dead, killed by the empire
--------Character information--------
Likes: silence, battle, letting the rage out, warm days.
Dislikes: corrupt leaders, cowards, being stared at, times of peace.
Strengths: physically strong, determined, protective.
Weaknesses: short tempered, reckless, stubborn.
Appearance: Often clad in heavy armor to support his natural bulk, Delrin is a massive man, one that strikes fear into the hearts of those who look at him. There is an abnormal red glow near his stomach that is often hidden, but it radiates heat if one gets close to it, when asked about it, Delrin will not answer what causes it or its purpose.
Personality: Delrin was born into war, lived in war, and died in war, as such, he is always seeking his next battle, wondering if it will be the one to earn him his glorious death. Delrin does not maintain too many connections as even his own soldiers are afraid to approach him, something he is completely okay with. Befriending the man will reveal that he is far more gentle this his persona in battle would have one believe, while still annoyed with the world, Delrin simple wants to go about each day hoping it will be better then the last.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Axe.
Delrin carries a specially made axe on his person at all times, its much bigger then a regular axe and is fit for a man like him to wield.
Abnormal strength: Delrin is much stronger then the average person, and in turn is far more durable as well.
Second wind: After he has been hurt enough, Delrin will burst into a second wind like state, where his strength is even further amplified.
Soul engine: His chest has an odd red glow to it, this is because its fueled by the power of blood and souls, which gives him his impressive strength and durability, it can be harnessed by him, but he will only do it as a last resort.
-------Backstory------
Delrin was born into a kingdom at war, the kingdom prided itself on its ability to best any opponent, a kingdom that believed in military above all else. Delrin watched several times as both his father and mother were shipped off to serve in different battles, while being placed under the watchful eye of the royal guards, as his family had plenty of wealth at its disposal.
He lived a calm life until his parents were accused of a crime they did not commit, and promptly executed for these crimes, leaving Delrin alone and without a family. The empire took this as a chance to turn him into the perfect killing machine, putting him through brutal training to mold him into the ideal solider. After some initial resistance, he eventually succumbed to the training, becoming far more powerful then any regular warrior.
Delrin fought in many campaigns against rival kingdoms, and was victorious in every battle, this lasted until a surprise attack struck the capital, and Delrin was called back to be the first and last line of defense. He had slaughtered his enemies left and right, by the time he was done, some say there was a mountain of corpses below his feet, but not even he could survive the sheer numbers that attacked the capital that day, Delrin fell in battle, expecting this to be his fate, and awaiting the embrace of the other side.
That embrace never came, as the empire brought him back from his rest to continue to fight. Delrin was enraged and lashed out as those who had brought him back, to no avail, their magic was too strong. Delrin was used as a weapon in the most desperate times, as he was locked up most of the time, his rage would often cause him to attack allies as much as enemies, leaving nearly nobody on the battlefield.
This lasted until his temper seemed to subside, and the empire made a choice to appoint him as general once more. Still seen as just a weapon by the empire but significantly less angry, Delrin marches on whoever he is told to, often leaving behind a trail of corpses in his wake, his unstoppable warpath yet to meet a proper match.
-------Other------
Delrin's song: Patchwerk - Sub Urban ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=2oa49Y5X210 )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBzdRApeqWI
Time period: Fantasy Era.
Alignment: Delrin doesn't care about good or evil, all he cares about is the taste of battle.
The Covert
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"Maybe this will be an exciting challenge for us?"
"...Probably not..."
------Basics------
Full name: Blank Somara
Alias: Scavenger.
Age: 22
Race: Human.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight.
Height: 5'5"
Eyes: Green.
Hair: Brown.
Health complications: Lungs greatly deteriorated.
----------Family-----------
Father (Korvis Somara): Dead, died working in mines.
Mother (Anne Somara): Dead, suffered a fatal heart attack.
Companion (Parazon): Alive, a highly intelligent AI that is almost always with Blank.
Dog (Frank): Alive, a 3 year old purebred pug, and Blanks closest friend in the world.
--------Character information--------
Likes: dogs, rushes of adrenaline, video games, helping others.
Dislikes: cats, loud noises, rain, corrupt leaders.
Strengths: intelligent, friendly, energetic.
Weaknesses: too carefree, reckless, trouble expressing emotions.
Appearance: Blank prefers to wear darker attire, along with a mask fit with a modifier that allows him to breath easier, although he can survive without it for short periods of time. He rarely wears fancy attire, preferring to remain casual even when he should be wearing something nice. He almost has his power suit on during the night.
Personality: A carefree spirit, sometimes too much so for his own good, Blank has no trouble getting along with people, and will often talk with people for extensive periods of time. This extends to while he is focusing, he has no trouble speaking and focusing on a task, if anything it helps with his focus, leading him to ramble about a variety of topics even if they are not related to this current conversation. For those closest to him, however, he will not hesitate to drop any and all amount of work if they need him, they are always his top priority, and he will make sure they know it.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Wrist blade and bladed shotgun.
Blank often carries a wrist blade containing Parazon, the blade is sentient and always aims to strike with perfection. Blank can extend the blade to have it strike from further range, or even just to swing. He also carries another invention of his, a bladed shotgun that shoots acid rounds, melting through tough steel and skin.
Invisibility: Blanks suit can disappear into the surroundings, allowing Blank to hide from sight aswell.
Remote hack: Blank can use Parazon to hack into anything he wishes, or even override a machines programming to use for his own means.
-------Backstory------
Growing up was tough for Blank, he grew up in a poor area of a large city, the people there often went down into the mines to find resources such as copper or zinc to be used in the construction of AI. Blanks father was one such person, he would work day and night in the mines to provide for his family, while his mother stayed home to take care of a young Blank, who was just getting used to the world he lived in.
This lasted until a group of miners made a discovery, they came across an unknown material, green glowing crystals that were never before seen in the world, and the cooperate executives wanted it all. Unfortunately, the crystals were highly toxic to the touch, leading everyone in the initial discovery group to die, including Blanks father. With no way to make a stable income, Blank and his mother soon found themselves homeless, and Blank sooner found himself alone after his mother suffered a fatal heart attack after they moved out.
For most, their story would end there, but not Blank, a cooperation by the name ADMIN found Blank on the street, and offered to take him in, with the disguise of teaching him how to work on machines and develop AI. Their investment paid off quickly, as Blank was shown to be a fast learner, and an even faster builder, soon Blank created Parazon, one of the first AI systems that could adapt itself and learn from its experiences.
The time building took its toll on Blank, however, he was often exposed to toxic materials that begun to damage his lungs as time went on. The higher ups at ADMIN insisted to him it was nothing major, but Parazon saw it differently, being able to tell that the higher ups were hiding information from him, and knowing that Blanks death would lead to a worse fate for it. One night, it convinced Blank to flee the ADMIN compound and have his health checked, Blank listened, and found out that his lungs were heavily damaged, and would never recover.
Learning that ADMIN had indeed been keeping secrets from him, he fled to a different city, one even bigger then his home town, one where he could lay low. Using what little money ADMIN had given him he bought an apartment and soon found out how he could make a living. Using his knowledge along with that of Parazon, he constructed a set of tools that allowed him to conduct heists and sell rare items to unlikely buyers for a high price, the perfect way to keep cash flowing.
Blank now lives a quiet life during the day, waiting for the perfect opportunity to sneak out during the night and conduct heists. In his free time, he works on different projects, wishing to invent new things to aid people in need, using whatever spare materials he gets his hands on to accomplish this goal.
-------Other------
Blank's song: Limits - Bad omens ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=HSpaZjR_ULE )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=NKTYUp8SllM
Time period: Modern or Sci fi era.
Alignment: Blank has a very strong moral compass, while he works in a more then dishonest line of work. He never would do anything considered evil, unless its to the people that wronged him.
"Maybe this will be an exciting challenge for us?"
"...Probably not..."
------Basics------
Full name: Blank Somara
Alias: Scavenger.
Age: 22
Race: Human.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight.
Height: 5'5"
Eyes: Green.
Hair: Brown.
Health complications: Lungs greatly deteriorated.
----------Family-----------
Father (Korvis Somara): Dead, died working in mines.
Mother (Anne Somara): Dead, suffered a fatal heart attack.
Companion (Parazon): Alive, a highly intelligent AI that is almost always with Blank.
Dog (Frank): Alive, a 3 year old purebred pug, and Blanks closest friend in the world.
--------Character information--------
Likes: dogs, rushes of adrenaline, video games, helping others.
Dislikes: cats, loud noises, rain, corrupt leaders.
Strengths: intelligent, friendly, energetic.
Weaknesses: too carefree, reckless, trouble expressing emotions.
Appearance: Blank prefers to wear darker attire, along with a mask fit with a modifier that allows him to breath easier, although he can survive without it for short periods of time. He rarely wears fancy attire, preferring to remain casual even when he should be wearing something nice. He almost has his power suit on during the night.
Personality: A carefree spirit, sometimes too much so for his own good, Blank has no trouble getting along with people, and will often talk with people for extensive periods of time. This extends to while he is focusing, he has no trouble speaking and focusing on a task, if anything it helps with his focus, leading him to ramble about a variety of topics even if they are not related to this current conversation. For those closest to him, however, he will not hesitate to drop any and all amount of work if they need him, they are always his top priority, and he will make sure they know it.
--------Weapons and abilities-------
Weapon of choice: Wrist blade and bladed shotgun.
Blank often carries a wrist blade containing Parazon, the blade is sentient and always aims to strike with perfection. Blank can extend the blade to have it strike from further range, or even just to swing. He also carries another invention of his, a bladed shotgun that shoots acid rounds, melting through tough steel and skin.
Invisibility: Blanks suit can disappear into the surroundings, allowing Blank to hide from sight aswell.
Remote hack: Blank can use Parazon to hack into anything he wishes, or even override a machines programming to use for his own means.
-------Backstory------
Growing up was tough for Blank, he grew up in a poor area of a large city, the people there often went down into the mines to find resources such as copper or zinc to be used in the construction of AI. Blanks father was one such person, he would work day and night in the mines to provide for his family, while his mother stayed home to take care of a young Blank, who was just getting used to the world he lived in.
This lasted until a group of miners made a discovery, they came across an unknown material, green glowing crystals that were never before seen in the world, and the cooperate executives wanted it all. Unfortunately, the crystals were highly toxic to the touch, leading everyone in the initial discovery group to die, including Blanks father. With no way to make a stable income, Blank and his mother soon found themselves homeless, and Blank sooner found himself alone after his mother suffered a fatal heart attack after they moved out.
For most, their story would end there, but not Blank, a cooperation by the name ADMIN found Blank on the street, and offered to take him in, with the disguise of teaching him how to work on machines and develop AI. Their investment paid off quickly, as Blank was shown to be a fast learner, and an even faster builder, soon Blank created Parazon, one of the first AI systems that could adapt itself and learn from its experiences.
The time building took its toll on Blank, however, he was often exposed to toxic materials that begun to damage his lungs as time went on. The higher ups at ADMIN insisted to him it was nothing major, but Parazon saw it differently, being able to tell that the higher ups were hiding information from him, and knowing that Blanks death would lead to a worse fate for it. One night, it convinced Blank to flee the ADMIN compound and have his health checked, Blank listened, and found out that his lungs were heavily damaged, and would never recover.
Learning that ADMIN had indeed been keeping secrets from him, he fled to a different city, one even bigger then his home town, one where he could lay low. Using what little money ADMIN had given him he bought an apartment and soon found out how he could make a living. Using his knowledge along with that of Parazon, he constructed a set of tools that allowed him to conduct heists and sell rare items to unlikely buyers for a high price, the perfect way to keep cash flowing.
Blank now lives a quiet life during the day, waiting for the perfect opportunity to sneak out during the night and conduct heists. In his free time, he works on different projects, wishing to invent new things to aid people in need, using whatever spare materials he gets his hands on to accomplish this goal.
-------Other------
Blank's song: Limits - Bad omens ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=HSpaZjR_ULE )
Voice Claim: www.youtube.com/watch?v=NKTYUp8SllM
Time period: Modern or Sci fi era.
Alignment: Blank has a very strong moral compass, while he works in a more then dishonest line of work. He never would do anything considered evil, unless its to the people that wronged him.