Name: Nyx (Naomi Wills)
Age: Died at 22
POB: N/A
POR: Vee District, Pride Ring
Crime(s): Murder
Type: Sinner, (Some sort of bird) Demon

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The extermination had finally passed, it surprisingly didn't last very long, Nyx had been watching the fight on her tv, her legs crossed one over the other as she watched with nervousness as the residents of the Hazbin Hotel fight for their lives.. AND WIN!.. perhaps she'd give this 'Redemption' thing a try.. After the Hotel had been rebuilt, Nyx made her way towards the large building, her red eyes scanned over the building a for a moment, she almost regretted her idea, however she shook the thought from her mind and made her way inside.

"Hello?~" she calls out.

Name: Cecilia Mei
Age: Died at 25
POB: London
POR: Cannibal Town, Pride Ring
Crime(s): Cannibalism, Murder and Witch-Craft
Type: Sinner, Wolf Demon.

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•~ Cecilia was born in 1867 and died 1883 after being hunted and beheaded by the law for her crimes against the crown and the city of London, being second to Jack the Ripper in her ways of killing, but higher then Jack the ripper in NUMBER of kills.

•~ Cecilia in Bilingual and speaks French and English.(I will at the translation*s* at the end of my replies)

•~ Cecilia has killed roughly 30 people in her human life, and many more in Hell that she's lost count of the people she's killed, she lives in Cannibal Town and is friends with Rosie, she love's to gossip and have tea and pinkies with the Cannibal Overlord, finding her company enjoyable and comfortable.

•~ When Cecilia was alive, she was married off to a very wealthy man, she had finally got pregnant at 19, however, her husband didn't want a child so he left her, she gave birth to her daughter when she was 20, however her daughter was killed when a group of men broke into her home, her daughter was only 5months old at the time.

(I can write her crimes out in detail during roleplays before she goes to hell if it doesn't make ya'll uncomfortable)

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The year was 1883, During the rein of Queen Victoria there were many killers during her time, but only two were the most rememberable, Jack the Ripper.. and The London Cannibal.. Cecilia Mei.. The women who killed Men and Women alike, leaving the feet, privates and empty skulls of her victims, every time, with out fail she had escaped without a trace.

That was, until she got caught in the act, sloppy really.. you skip ONE little detail and your plan goes 'belly-up'.. .. .. *RUN*.. .. .. That's all she could do, panic rushing through her body at the thought of finally being caught.. funny, she was ruthless she ATE people for a living! and here she was, running for her life from the law who were hot on her trail, she could here their dog barking behind her, snapping at her feet and dress as she run through the woods.. through her domain of terror.

Jumping over bear traps and floor traps, she did her best to dodge her own little maze she'd made for her victims but only a few men and women had fallen for this trap.. now it seems to be working against her, Snapping at the skirt of her dress and just missing her feet by a hair she brought into a clearing.. she was surrounded by the law with in moments, standing amongst the grass laid bones and paint, a symbol drawn into the grown below her feet.

The cocking of guns filling her ears as policemen step out from the dense tree-line, guns pointed at her vitals as she freezes in her spot, heart pounding and her mind a buzz.

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"You are to be executed by that of Be-Heading!" yell's the judge, the crowd cheers, clapping as they bring the killer forward, her dark hair hangs over her face as they drag her towards her death. Cecilia's head in put into the brace of the device, her hair being pushed out of the way for a clean cut, her hands are tied behind her back and her face show's nothing but a smirk.. she'd comes to term with her fate.

As the crowd goes silent she lets out a small laugh.. it gets louder and LOUDER as the seconds pass, until a *click* is heard and the quick drop of wood against wood comes to a stop with a *bag*.. .. *thud*.. ..

Her eye's snap open, her neck burned as she looked around, her hands rub at her neck, only to feel ruffles from a choker, she pulls her hand from neck and stares at her skin, a deathly pale grey tone meets her eyes, before she takes in her surroundings, the twitching of a tail could be seen at the mass of dead sinners could be seen in front of her, as a bright portal closes in the skin.

She was in Hell.. it seems she arrived just after a very big event.. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad?.

Name: Alina
Age: 500
Vision: N/A
POB: K̶h̶a̶e̶n̶r̶i̶'̶a̶h̶
POR: Currently Shut-down somewhere in Teyvat


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•~ K̵̭͈̣̝̐̈̎̋͌͝͝h̵̲̠̀̇́͂̈́͝a̸͙̫̙̫̜͕̥͓͕͒͌̏͋̔̕͜e̷̝͕͓̞̖͛̓͑̅͗n̶̞̈́̈́̉̔̄͠͝ȑ̶̡̫̩̫̣͎̯̩͑̒͘ị̴̈́͌̾́̚͠'̸̣̙͎͉̳͎̽̒̍̽̈͜a̸̧͍͎̯̪̠̩͊h̸̰͉͖̥̮̗̑ͅ ̸̹͍̃̉́̀̊́͂͘͜Ḯ̸̛̩̊̑̕ŝ̷̡̢͓̘̘͚̋̈̀ ̸̧͎̀̌̊̐d̶̠͎̼͕͎͓̾̇́̑̈͘̚͝é̵̢̨̛̯̺̲̺̪̗̬͐ä̸̦̍̇͘͝d̶̬̟̳͓̜͇͕͍͖̥͗̉̽

•~ K̵̭͈̣̝̐̈̎̋͌͝͝h̵̲̠̀̇́͂̈́͝a̸͙̫̙̫̜͕̥͓͕͒͌̏͋̔̕͜e̷̝͕͓̞̖͛̓͑̅͗n̶̞̈́̈́̉̔̄͠͝ȑ̶̡̫̩̫̣͎̯̩͑̒͘ị̴̈́͌̾́̚͠'̸̣̙͎͉̳͎̽̒̍̽̈͜a̸̧͍͎̯̪̠̩͊h̸̰͉͖̥̮̗̑ͅ ̸̹͍̃̉́̀̊́͂͘͜Ḯ̸̛̩̊̑̕ŝ̷̡̢͓̘̘͚̋̈̀ ̸̧͎̀̌̊̐d̶̠͎̼͕͎͓̾̇́̑̈͘̚͝é̵̢̨̛̯̺̲̺̪̗̬͐ä̸̦̍̇͘͝d̶̬̟̳͓̜͇͕͍͖̥͗̉̽

•~ K̵̭͈̣̝̐̈̎̋͌͝͝h̵̲̠̀̇́͂̈́͝a̸͙̫̙̫̜͕̥͓͕͒͌̏͋̔̕͜e̷̝͕͓̞̖͛̓͑̅͗n̶̞̈́̈́̉̔̄͠͝ȑ̶̡̫̩̫̣͎̯̩͑̒͘ị̴̈́͌̾́̚͠'̸̣̙͎͉̳͎̽̒̍̽̈͜a̸̧͍͎̯̪̠̩͊h̸̰͉͖̥̮̗̑ͅ ̸̹͍̃̉́̀̊́͂͘͜Ḯ̸̛̩̊̑̕ŝ̷̡̢͓̘̘͚̋̈̀ ̸̧͎̀̌̊̐d̶̠͎̼͕͎͓̾̇́̑̈͘̚͝é̵̢̨̛̯̺̲̺̪̗̬͐ä̸̦̍̇͘͝d̶̬̟̳͓̜͇͕͍͖̥͗̉̽

•~ K̵̭͈̣̝̐̈̎̋͌͝͝h̵̲̠̀̇́͂̈́͝a̸͙̫̙̫̜͕̥͓͕͒͌̏͋̔̕͜e̷̝͕͓̞̖͛̓͑̅͗n̶̞̈́̈́̉̔̄͠͝ȑ̶̡̫̩̫̣͎̯̩͑̒͘ị̴̈́͌̾́̚͠'̸̣̙͎͉̳͎̽̒̍̽̈͜a̸̧͍͎̯̪̠̩͊h̸̰͉͖̥̮̗̑ͅ ̸̹͍̃̉́̀̊́͂͘͜Ḯ̸̛̩̊̑̕ŝ̷̡̢͓̘̘͚̋̈̀ ̸̧͎̀̌̊̐d̶̠͎̼͕͎͓̾̇́̑̈͘̚͝é̵̢̨̛̯̺̲̺̪̗̬͐ä̸̦̍̇͘͝d̶̬̟̳͓̜͇͕͍͖̥͗̉̽

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Screaming.. PLEADING.. That's all she could hear from the tower she had been kept in, the once bright and bustling streets were now coated with the stains of blood, the sky turned red and was filled with red cube like structures.

All she could do was watch from her chains.. watch as her maker.. her master disappear and leave her for good, all she could do, was watch as the people of K̶h̶a̶e̶n̶r̶i̶'̶a̶h̶ were killed.. or turned into monsters, she couldn't speak.. or scream.. or move.. all she could do was watch on in horror.



Years.. it's been YEARS since that fateful.. dreadful day, Alina had managed to get out of her tower.. to get out of Khaenri'ah after it had been sealed away, however, her joints had started to ache and turn numb during her time chained up. Her pale skin, once a clean canvas now had small cuts that seemed to litter her whole body..

The once beautiful white silk nightgown she was kept it was now ripped and torn, covered in dirt and soot from her travels across the land.. 250 years of trying to escape her once beautiful home.. and finally.. her body started to give way to the damage that plagued her, she was finally out.. but now she couldn't even move anymore, her legs had froze up on her, her 'heart' starting to give out as her power started to run dry.

"ₛ..ₒₘₑ.. .. ₒₙₑ.. .. .. .. ₕₑₗₗₗₗ.. .. ₚ" she cries out, her voice was broken and cracked as her body slowly froze amongst the trees, hidden away from sight as her mechanical heart slowly stopped working.. her once vibrant blue eyes now faded into a dull pale whitish blue, she had shut down..

Name: Casandra Maligns
Age: 13-19 (Depends on other users character)
POB: London
POR: London


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•~She was born into a very wealthy family, she was the youngest child of the Maligns family, however, she was the offspring of an affair between her mother and one of her uncles of her 'fathers' side, when she was 10 years old, her 'father' had killed her mother, her other siblings and her bio-dad believing they where full of sin and believing her siblings weren't his children, she ran for her life, eventually her 'father' had lost her and killed himself out of guilt, leaving Casandra as the sole heir to the name Maligns.

•~She now owns the family Business, Candy Plaza, a very famous candy factory and shop, The factory is just on the out-skirts of London, while the shop is located in the middle of the city.

•~Casandra has a demon Butler named Damian, however she is not contracted with him, he had (has) a contract with the girl mother, he must always protect her until the day he feel's he is no longer required or until Casandra tells him she doesn't need him any longer.

•~Casandra knows French and German, own's two large and very fluffy dogs who were given to her by her mother named Marigold and Esper, both dog are of the same breed and are from the same litter, The Wolf is the Symbol of the Maligns Family and can be found on the candy bags from Candy Plaza, they also make stuffed wolves that come in a few selected coat colours.{Black, White, Marbled (Esper), Creamy Golden (Marigold) and Dark Brown}


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The crowded streets of London are the perfect place to hide when you've done something wrong, it's the perfect place to blend in with the nobles and the common folk, the perfect place to stalk one's prey.. hidden in plain sight you could say.

That's what she was doing, like a wolf stalking a deer, silent and close in range of her prey, yet she doesn't strike.. not yet.. not here. Casandra follow's behind a tall looking man, his black suit looks almost too tight for the man as he walks down the streets of London, yelling at his servants that follow behind him trying to talk the man out of what he was planning on doing with his time.

She roll's her eyes when she see's the mans face, dusted in pink and his eyes are bloodshot and his pupils are dialated, he's been drinking.. this will be easier then expected, with a smirk she continues to follow the man and his servants until they turn down a street towards a well-known brothel making her stop in her tracks and scrunch up her face.

"You've got to be joking.." she mumbles to herself, annoyance lacing her tone as she watches the man enter by himself, leaving his servants at the door to wait for him.

After a few moments of hesitation, she turns down the alleyway, situated behind said brothel where there is a back door for the females to enter and leave the building as they please, this will be an interesting yet relatively simple job for the girl.

Name: Amelia Croix
Age: 23
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
POB: Bazeilles, France
POR: San Denis


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•~ Amelia was born in France,her father had served in the Franco-Prussian War, while her mother and some other women hid out of sight to protect the surviving children.

•~ When she was born in 1876, she was a very sick baby, her parents thought she wouldn't make it, however, she did, her parents were over joyed and soon, moved out to the country-side.

•~ When Amelia was 8, her parents were killed in a home invasion, they had been after the money her father had made selling produce and livestock to surrounding towns.

•~ Amelia had stowed away on a ship, 3months after her parents had been killed, she refused to go to an orphanage, so she left, she didn't know where she would end up, until she found herself in San Denis, and on the streets.


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