A Silver Seduction

[The Diamond God]

Our story begins in a quaint little mining town 50 years ago. Silver was worth far more then, and it was available in abundance more so in Foxwood than anywhere else. Life was prosperous for the townsfolk. Neighbors were as close as family, and business was good. Until, of course...All of the silver was mined up. The town suffered a rapid decline. Friends who would rather spill their own blood before their friends' became lustful, greed-driven enemies. Corruption and crime took over the small city, until one day the remaining people gave up on the dying town and left.

NOW
50 years later, Foxwood still stands as a ghost town. A refuge for outlaws with nowhere left to go, a sanctuary for demons and archangels and all sorts of outcast peoples. They live in harmony and disharmony, working and laughing and loving. Trying to make things work again.
But will they?


Basic settings:
Foxwood is reminiscent of Old western towns; saloons, general stores, jails and other such businesses which have yet to be started.
The environment is rather close to the outskirts of a forest, which a river runs through in winding twists and turns.

 

[The Diamond God]

PM me the Skeletons with A Silver Seduction as the title.

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Abilities: (character's strengths or special unique power. Please limit your powers. Too many I will flag it as godmodding)
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Gaian Name: Drisil
Name: Sara "Trix" Loki
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Race: Humanoid
Weapons: A short, folded steel sword, 9mm Browning, .347 Magnum, various caliber rifles, stored in her flat
Abilities: Can throw lighting from her body, abnormal nimbality and litheness, can create some illusion's with her mind.
Pic: Trix
Description: Trix stands tall at 5'4'. She's always wearing a pair of tinted shades, but behind them, she as strangely bright hazel eyes. Lank, shoulder length black hair graces her head. Trix's dress seems to vary from either full black jeans and tee, to full grey jeans and tee. She's generally a very easy-going person, to the point of sloth, but get the Mad One angry and no power in the 'verse could help you now.
Background: Trix was "chosen" at four for the HERL, Human Experimental Research Lab project, and never saw her family again. She was still in training when "Black Day," or the day that HERL was abandoned, happened leaving her forgotten in the research lab with many others. Trix managed to escape and held a few others get out as well. She fell in with some questionable folk heading out towards west, and they took full opportunity that "questionable" allows. Trix was never the same again. For now, she is busily trying to rebuild a life she never had. Foxwood seemed the way to do it.
Weakness(s): Talking about certain subjects such as love and certain situations will temporarily disable Trix, due to past traumas.

Gaian Name: Jason da Psycho
Name: Jason
Gender: Male
Age: 15666
Race: Death Hunter
Weapons: Alien blade staff,Death hunter pistol and two wrist mounts that fire laser shurikens and make large spikes come out of them.
Abilities: Self healing powers, psychic powers and super reflexes
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Background: Hardly anything is known about Jason apart from he is the last of his race and one of the best. His parents were royalty when the Death Hunters race was alive and well.
Weakness: Concentrated attacks, doesn't exactly like light energy and dislikes human emotions.

Gaian Name: Zeenick
Name: Varik
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Race: Human
Weapons: Sword
Abilities: Earth bending, great strength and agility
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Background: Grew up in a small town called Rokorath. He became an assassin at age twelve. His parents kicked him out of there house, for killing other civilions at age fourteen. The towns people of Rockorath ran him off. Varik travled for two years, he walked into the town of Foxwood.
Weakness(s): Water, Verik cannot swim.


Gaian Name: Saskesgirlfriend15
Name: Luna darger
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Race: Elemental shadow girl
Weapons: 2 kantas and a moon dagger.
Abilities: knows all elemental powers, super speed
Description: Young girl who only discovered her fire power. She uses combinations so she can fight.
Pic: Luna
Background: When she was 10 her water power came her friends became jelous and smug and started to kill the people she loved. After that she hates poeple who think they are better than anyone else.
Weakness(s): Her past and death to people that she likes.

Gaian Name: Euchi101
Name: Aubry
Gender: Female
Age: On Earth, 2 months, in the abyss, 36,596. looks 17
Race: Demon
Weapons: Gun blade, and sometimes a key blade.
Abilities: Telekinesis
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Background: Aubry has been in the darkness of the abyss for so long, she forgot the warmth of the sun, or the soft kiss of the wind. she finally escaped, and came out of an old, abandoned silver mine, and was immediately blinded by the sun. she could not have been happier.
Weakness(s): She hates the dark, it reminds her too much of the abyss.  

[The Diamond God]

Trix snapped her lighter closed as the f*****t took the flame. She laughed out in a cloud of blue-grey smoke.

"Are you kidding me? That's never going to work, not if you want her in bed."

Trix leaned forward over the remains of their luncheon. She pointed at her friend with the cigarette.

"If you want t' get a girl like that, you need something better then a ******** conversation."

"Whatever, whatever. I don't know what you do to get girls in bed, but I have my own ways of working."

Gin exhaled some smoke from his nose, flicking some ash from his wine flavored black and mild into the large ashtray placed in the center of the table. He took a glance back at the waitress busing the table behind him, wondering if what Trix had said was true at all.

True, the waitress was a demon of sorts and wouldn't be into commonplace conversation, but the truth really was, Gin wasn't looking for sex; he was looking for love...well, sort of. he had planned to have some fun before going on a love quest.

 

[The Diamond God]

Trix laughed.

"Yeah, I'm sure you ain't. Look just go talk t' her..."

"Didn't you just say that wouldn't work?"

"...And when you finish strutting your stuff, maybe she'll think you're not a complete idiot an' make another date with you. Trust me, it'll work; it always does."

She finished her coke and ground out the f*****t into the nearly full ashtray.

"An' in the mean time, I'm gonna go talk t' that nice piece of a** that just waltzed in. See you back at the flat."

"'Later."

Trix pushed herself to her feet. She dropped a few crumpled bills onto the table to pay for their lunch, and collected her coat. Trix made her way over to the bar and slid into the free seat next to Jason.

"The usual, please."

"Usual" meant a double shot of orange juice on the rocks. It was a bar after all, so appearances much be maintained...even if Trix didn't drink and most of the staff in the restaurant knew it.

 

[The Diamond God]

"You know me, always up t' help my friends. Some people just aren't as good as scoring a girl like me."

Trix graced Jason with a crooked grin as the bartender poured her drink and set it before her on a little white napkin.

"One of these days, Jason, these newbies will kick your a**. Can I be with you when it happens?"

She tried her drink then nodded happily at the 'tender.

"Great as always, Jack. So then Jason, when are you going stop by the shop again? Just got a new shipment in of some nicely minted weapons."

 

[The Diamond God]

Trix gave Jason a side longed look.

"Is that a challenge, Jas? 'Cause if it ain't, you need t' watch your words better. Gin an' I could kick your bum up an' down Main Street. An' wouldn't it look nice t' all the folk in Foxwood t' see the all mighty Death Hunter beaten by a little slip of a girl like me."

 

[The Diamond God]

Trix made a face, and glanced over her shoulder to her bum. She could imagine the jagged and shiny scar tissue splitting through the peace sign tattooed high on her right cheek.

"Yeah. It ******** up my nice tat pretty well."

Trix downed her orange juice in one long swig.

"You haven't fought him yet, have you? I've grown rather fond of him, you know. Try not t' kill him, alright? If you do, I may just get mad an' have t' kill you in a highly painful manner."

She smiled and slipped her long dustier coat on over her slender shoulders. Trix gave Jason a light peck on his cheek.

"I mean it now; watch yourself, Jason. Put it on the tab, Jack. Been kinda slow at the store."

Trix left. Her six-shot modern day pistol hung low and slack on it's beaten leather belt. It swayed in response to her own, slender hips. The air slapped Trix in the face, as she left the café's controlled environ. She huddled in the vaguely warm coat, and hurried off down the street.

 

[The Diamond God]

Trix saw the dust. Against her better judgement, she hurried over to Varik. With difficulty, Trix managed to roll him onto his back. She quickly checked his pulse and breathing. Varik was alive, but unconscious.

"Hey, help! I need help!"