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Sukāretto Kawasumi
Name: Sukāretto Kawasumi
Race: Human
Height: 6'1''
Age: 20
Personality: Deadly, joyful, shy and determined and mute
History: Scarlet was a happy child. She lived peacefully in a small farm town, until the war hit that is. Her father was executed in front of her and her mother was raped and killed. When the soldiers walked up to her, she grabbed one of the soldier's daggers from their clothes and cut off their willies before she stabbed them through the heart as they were down.
''You made me like this...Not I...'' she whispered in their ears before their dying breath. This was the last thing she said. She grabbed her mother's old armor and blades. She put it on and they fit. Her blades are a curved short sword and two large daggers connected by a chain.
She took a bag with preserved food from the ruined village and left it to burn. The rest of the soldiers had left and those two were the ones to execute any who were hiding. Now she is a wanderer, killing for her coin...
Race: Human
Height: 6'1''
Age: 20
Personality: Deadly, joyful, shy and determined and mute
History: Scarlet was a happy child. She lived peacefully in a small farm town, until the war hit that is. Her father was executed in front of her and her mother was raped and killed. When the soldiers walked up to her, she grabbed one of the soldier's daggers from their clothes and cut off their willies before she stabbed them through the heart as they were down.
''You made me like this...Not I...'' she whispered in their ears before their dying breath. This was the last thing she said. She grabbed her mother's old armor and blades. She put it on and they fit. Her blades are a curved short sword and two large daggers connected by a chain.
She took a bag with preserved food from the ruined village and left it to burn. The rest of the soldiers had left and those two were the ones to execute any who were hiding. Now she is a wanderer, killing for her coin...
Ferdinand, "The Ranger", Wellsborrow
Name: Ferdinand Wellsborrow
Race: Half human, other half lost in an accident
Height: 6'4"
Age: Around 60 looking...but he most definitely isn't
Personality: Fierce, stern, determined and unforgiving
History: His father was a drunk, his mother was a whore. He had no childhood as he was beaten by his father in the pub, and beaten again by his mother when he came home in ragged clothes. Around the age of twelve, he got taught by his grandfather how to shoot a gun. He was a natural.
After a days worth of practice, his father came home. Drunk. He heard gunshots in the backyard and came running out with his shotgun and shot his own father as he thought he was threatening his son. His father was devastated and begged Ferdinand to shoot him with grandpa's revolver. Which he gladly did.
His mom came running towards the cries and he didn't hesitate to pull the trigger on her aswell. He shot her straight between the eyes. He took his grandpa's goggles, hat and pocket watch and stripped his parent clean of anything valuable.
As young Ferdinand headed inside, he saw that his mother was cooking dinner before she ran outside. He shrugged and went rummaging through the drawers to find the last remaining coin.
As he was ready to head out, he heard the sound of a bolt hitting a wall. He hit the deck, pulling off his grandfather's hat and protecting it with his life. He managed to roll under the coffee table before the boiler exploded. He couldn't retract his right arm in time and it got decimated.
After the sea of flames weakened, he crawled from under the coffee table and headed to his teachers workshop. The people gathered around stood perplexed about a kid, with a scorched shoulder, and just a shoulder, on the right side of his body, walked out of an exploded house and put on a hat.
Ferdinand didn't flinch when he saw the crowd and started walking to the other side of town to his teacher's. When he knocked on the door the teacher smirked. "So you're ready for an upgrade?" Ferdinand nodded and walked in. He got injected with a syringe and was out for a week.
When Ferdinand glossed over his body, he saw a massive mechanical arm and laughed. "Did a fine job sir..." he said to his teacher before tipping his hat and walking out. He was an outlaw now, someone more powerful than his grandpa would have ever imagined. He went onto his journey...and that is where he will meet you...at the end of his barrel...
Race: Half human, other half lost in an accident
Height: 6'4"
Age: Around 60 looking...but he most definitely isn't
Personality: Fierce, stern, determined and unforgiving
History: His father was a drunk, his mother was a whore. He had no childhood as he was beaten by his father in the pub, and beaten again by his mother when he came home in ragged clothes. Around the age of twelve, he got taught by his grandfather how to shoot a gun. He was a natural.
After a days worth of practice, his father came home. Drunk. He heard gunshots in the backyard and came running out with his shotgun and shot his own father as he thought he was threatening his son. His father was devastated and begged Ferdinand to shoot him with grandpa's revolver. Which he gladly did.
His mom came running towards the cries and he didn't hesitate to pull the trigger on her aswell. He shot her straight between the eyes. He took his grandpa's goggles, hat and pocket watch and stripped his parent clean of anything valuable.
As young Ferdinand headed inside, he saw that his mother was cooking dinner before she ran outside. He shrugged and went rummaging through the drawers to find the last remaining coin.
As he was ready to head out, he heard the sound of a bolt hitting a wall. He hit the deck, pulling off his grandfather's hat and protecting it with his life. He managed to roll under the coffee table before the boiler exploded. He couldn't retract his right arm in time and it got decimated.
After the sea of flames weakened, he crawled from under the coffee table and headed to his teachers workshop. The people gathered around stood perplexed about a kid, with a scorched shoulder, and just a shoulder, on the right side of his body, walked out of an exploded house and put on a hat.
Ferdinand didn't flinch when he saw the crowd and started walking to the other side of town to his teacher's. When he knocked on the door the teacher smirked. "So you're ready for an upgrade?" Ferdinand nodded and walked in. He got injected with a syringe and was out for a week.
When Ferdinand glossed over his body, he saw a massive mechanical arm and laughed. "Did a fine job sir..." he said to his teacher before tipping his hat and walking out. He was an outlaw now, someone more powerful than his grandpa would have ever imagined. He went onto his journey...and that is where he will meet you...at the end of his barrel...
Omniglot
Name: Omniglot
Race: Furry wolf
Colour: Gray
Height: 6'4
Age: Around 18 he hasn't really kept track
Personality: Determined and fierce. Is a total sweetheart to the ones he conciders as friends.
History: Trained by his father to a strong swordfighter and bowman. His mother passed away within a year of his birth. His father cared for him till 16. Their home in the woods was attacked by raiders when they were training, but they managed to kill them. Omni's father passed away shortly after because of his wounds. During this battle, Omni had gotten a crippeling wound to his left arm, rendering it weak. Otherwise he likes keeping himself in shape for upcoming battles.
He uses a selfcrafted crossbow with a lever for redrawing the string, since he can't use his arm. It has a bayonet on the front, but if he has it on his back he uses an enchanted dagger with a diamond lining on the blade and a ruby in the pammel.
Race: Furry wolf
Colour: Gray
Height: 6'4
Age: Around 18 he hasn't really kept track
Personality: Determined and fierce. Is a total sweetheart to the ones he conciders as friends.
History: Trained by his father to a strong swordfighter and bowman. His mother passed away within a year of his birth. His father cared for him till 16. Their home in the woods was attacked by raiders when they were training, but they managed to kill them. Omni's father passed away shortly after because of his wounds. During this battle, Omni had gotten a crippeling wound to his left arm, rendering it weak. Otherwise he likes keeping himself in shape for upcoming battles.
He uses a selfcrafted crossbow with a lever for redrawing the string, since he can't use his arm. It has a bayonet on the front, but if he has it on his back he uses an enchanted dagger with a diamond lining on the blade and a ruby in the pammel.
Shineki Kurai
Name: Shineki Kurai
Gender: Male
Race: Vampire/Demon
Age: ??? Locked at 22
Relationship: None
Personality: Sweet, but crazy. Enjoys killing, not just to feed. Caring and lovable when you get to know him.
Favorite colour: Black
Favorite food: The flesh of others.
Favorite drink: Blood.
Can summon two big, boney, clawlike wings for fighting and climbing.
The origin of his being: Shine is basically the dark to all light. So Yang against Ying, Moon against Sun, Eb against Flow. He was created before there was light (because when there isn't any light, there is darkness), but only got awoken when light was formed (equivalent of god basically). Shine and Shine (Shi-ne and (sun)Shine) quickly became friend and combined their powers to expand the universe, eventually settling on a star they created and making some companions on a random rock. Shine went down to live with them and his ladyfriend stayed up to keep the place running. He has seen and heard everything, because walls have eyes and ears (at least the shadows on them do) and he is capable of pretty much anything. But he has standards of his own and does not like to be able to do everything and anything, since you can't have fun that way. Shine has a sword of pure darkness, Nightshade, and Shine has a sword of pure light, Morningsun. The way to kill either of them is with the power of their opposites. They won't really die, but they'll be out for an age or ten (like...3000 years).
(If interested, this is pretty much Shine's song.): www.youtube.com/watch?v=7KSOk0hTSyI
Gender: Male
Race: Vampire/Demon
Age: ??? Locked at 22
Relationship: None
Personality: Sweet, but crazy. Enjoys killing, not just to feed. Caring and lovable when you get to know him.
Favorite colour: Black
Favorite food: The flesh of others.
Favorite drink: Blood.
Can summon two big, boney, clawlike wings for fighting and climbing.
The origin of his being: Shine is basically the dark to all light. So Yang against Ying, Moon against Sun, Eb against Flow. He was created before there was light (because when there isn't any light, there is darkness), but only got awoken when light was formed (equivalent of god basically). Shine and Shine (Shi-ne and (sun)Shine) quickly became friend and combined their powers to expand the universe, eventually settling on a star they created and making some companions on a random rock. Shine went down to live with them and his ladyfriend stayed up to keep the place running. He has seen and heard everything, because walls have eyes and ears (at least the shadows on them do) and he is capable of pretty much anything. But he has standards of his own and does not like to be able to do everything and anything, since you can't have fun that way. Shine has a sword of pure darkness, Nightshade, and Shine has a sword of pure light, Morningsun. The way to kill either of them is with the power of their opposites. They won't really die, but they'll be out for an age or ten (like...3000 years).
(If interested, this is pretty much Shine's song.): www.youtube.com/watch?v=7KSOk0hTSyI