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Ascendant Flame
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PostPosted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 4:40 pm




Let me start out my new membership and RP head with a bang!

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* Keep the Rp PG-13
* No God Mode
* You can only control the characters you created (Unless you have special permission)
* Be Literate. I know what a typo is, and if its so hard, THERE IS A SPELL CHECK!
* Use some Punctuation
* For Gods sake, no cybering
* Have Fun!

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PostPosted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 4:44 pm


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Name: Dameon Young Portrayed by Vampy aka Ascendant Flame

Age: 647 (appears to be about 18 )

Gender: Male

Race: Vampire

Personality: Like most vampires, he’s quiet. He never speaks, and is always seen out, looking around his part of the city. He is one of the most known Vampires, but the least seen. Even though he’s a blood thirsty animal, and destroys anything in his path, he’ll never kill. Not any more.

Weapons: He only carries one weapon, a long Katana which was forged in the 1300 by a Japanese Shaman, who called it The Fallen Wing. It was the same sword that was used in millions of deaths during the Japanese revolution, and it was thought to have been destroyed with its last wielder.

other: He is considered an elder in the Vampiric world, despite his young age, and while in a battle protecting a women from slayers, he was stabbed through the chest with a silver sword, and knocked to the ground, forced to watch as the one woman he tried to save was killed right in front of him; her blood all over the ground, inches from his slowly eroding body. It was meant to be the final thing his eyes he would ever see, but he refused to die. He pulled out the sword and got up, still feeling the poison dissolving at his skin, eating away his body. He limped out of the dark alley way, and hunted down the slayer that killed the one woman he loved. As a result, the silver didn’t kill him, and never would dissolve his body like it used to again, but the guilt was pain to him, and he vowed never to kill again.







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Name: Gabriel Timber

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Race: Fallen Angel

Personality: He is stingy and always seems to be laughing. He watches out only for himself, because he knows he can never prove himself to God. He loves to fight, and hates all other living creatures besides Humans. Even though he cant ever go to heaven, he still thinks its his job to be a "Guardian Angel"

Weapons: Two twin, short Katana's he was given from his father.

other: His father was a fallen angel, and his mother was human. Because of his father's actions he is never allowed into heaven. When he was younger he often asked his father, who has seen the spenders of heaven, if its beautiful, and his cold hearted father would always reply, "Not as beautiful as it can be here." For 10 years afterward he searched for a way back to heaven, but at the age of 16, he finally gave up after his mother died from a Werewolf . After that moment he sought out to protect all mortals from the monsters that roam the earth.[/glow]









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Name: Jonathan Morrow

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Race: Slayer/Carpathian

Personality: He's a cold, ruthless, killing machine wanting to
destroy all supernatural beings, and keep earth belonging to the mortals. he rarely talks to anyone, and is one of the most skilled and youngest Slayers roaming the streets.


Weapons: A long sword and a semi-automatic Pistol

Other: Not much is known about his past, and he never talks about it. hell, he never talks to nobody. Some don't think he's even human because he's faster, stronger, and smarter then most of the slayers out there. He's let nobody check his blood, but none of his fellow slayers know hes actually a Carpathian, a different type of Vampire who chose the light instead of the darkness. he can never see color or feel emotions until he has found his true mate. Also, he has control of the beast and will only feed unless he absolutely has to.







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Name: Jessie Vallor

Age: 21

Race: Slayer/ Wizard

Personality: He's cold, and rarely talks, but is never shy. he
always has a plane for every situation, and never thinks about anybody else but himself.


Weapons: An Willow Bow with silver tipped arrows in which he can combine with his magical powers to pack a powerful punch.

Other: When he found out he was a wizard, he spent every waking moment studying the art and training himself to make him stronger. He found out about the slayers and joined up with them, and they in turn gave him beasts that he could hunt to greaten his power even more. In the slayer community, he is known as "General Vallor" because of his intensive and well thought out plans.






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Name:// Isabella Sylverwing (Bella)

Gender:// Female

Race:// Human

Age:// 16

Birthdate:// November 4th

Appearance:// Straight, thick darkbrown hair that falls to her shoulders, the ends curling just barely towards her chin. Bella's eyes her as blue as sapphires, and her skin a pale-ish color, almost looking as if under moonshine. Her figure is thin, making her somewhat fragile, but allowing her to be fast and swift. Her height is about 6 feet, maybe a few inches taller. She usually wears a pair of faded blue jeans and a white tank top in warmer weather, or a black hoodie in the cooler weather. She has a small, black tattoo of a feather just under her shoulder, visible when she's wearing a t-shirt or a tanktop. Around her neck is a silver chain, with two silver angel wings dangling from a white diamond. She wears this all of the time.

Personality:// She's normally friendly with new people, but likes to avoid long conversations. She's basically a danger-magnet, though, attracting accidents all of the time... Even though she tries to be careful. She's sarcastic, courageous, and quick-thinking, though.

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Pets:// A goldfish named Fluffy. He doesn't do much, but he's seven years old.

Other:// Bella has this six-sense type thing that allows her to

know when things aren't right. Sometimes she can sense things before they happen (but of course, she can barely the avoid the trouble she gets into), and can sense what people are thinking, or what they're next action may be. This comes in handy, though, because sometimes, when Bella passes unusual people, she senses something different with what they are, and their race.

Background:// Isabella moved into this little dinky excuse-of-a-town with much protest. Back in San Francisco, she lived with both of her parents... Until they divorced. Bella's mother wanted to get as far away as possible from Bella's father, therefore deciding to move here... Which was far enough, apparently. Bella never liked the big city all that much, but didn't think that living so far from one would be such a drag. She basically lives in nowhereville now, in the town where the population is like, three hundred. But, living here for only a few days, she did finally discover her sixth sense... On her first day of school, she was wandering down the hallways (clueless where to go, of course), and nearly ran into a group of boys. Their hair was dark, almost as dark as their skin, and they were quite muscular too. Bella nearly fainted with the rush she got through her head, and she immediately backed off... There was something wolf-ish about them. After that, she noticed that some of the other students in the school had different 'auras', too. Currently Bella is in denial, and trying to ignore her little power, but truthfully she's desperate to know the secret this little town is hiding.



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Name: Kaleo Jasper Portrayed by Xx-xAisuTenshix-xX
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Vampyr
Weapon: Buster Sword
Personality: Kaleo is very to himself most of the time. Hes talkative but distant most of the time. His actions may seem harsh and rash in strangers eyes, and he never gives reason. He doesnt talk, he does and then says what he did after he has already done it. At times he's very smart and serious, but over all hes a friendly, mysterious, dangerous young man. His opinions and outlooks on life are very responsive. His age doesnt say much, but his mind speaks more than others.
Other: His eyes are naturally red coming from his ancestors blood. Being what people call a "pure blood".






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Name: Layla Violet Portrayed by Xx-xAisuTenshix-xX
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Vampyr
Weapon: None yet
Personality: Layla is a very quiet, shy, and rare girl to come across. She is often started and and doesnt have many friends. Layla is often considered an outcast at school. She doesnt really care what people think of her even though she doesnt understand why she is stared at at school. With her carefree attitude, Layla feels like she can do almost anything.
Other: Layla doesnt know that she is a vampyr just yet...

Ascendant Flame
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Ascendant Flame
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PostPosted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 4:55 pm


It was another one of those mornings. Already he could tell how long the day would drag on as he slipped on his long coat. Rain poured outside, covering the roads with small puddles of water. The forest that seemed to surround the city looked as if it shivered from the cold. The only soothing sound was a gentle beat the rain made against his car.

He glanced at the clock on the dashboard. Six-thirty. With a sigh he slowly backed the car out of the long driveway and buckled his seat belt. Within minutes he was traveling along a long two lane road. To his left was a large city. It was like the city was made of solid stone at this hour. Nothing moved, nor did the lights run. An outsider would easily be able to see and feel the difference in this place. How it was suspicious that the city only came to life at night. Or how people going missing and strange deaths weren't talked about. And finally, how no tourists ever entered the city, or never made it out to tell about their trip.

The city was a dead end. Trapped in the darkness and strangled by the very forest that loomed to his right. No sunlight ever seemed to reach this place. Some say it was because God refused to shine his light on this forsaken city. Most take these words as a joke while they shop or go to work. But many knew how true those words are. Many knew what really happened at night and what really roams those forest searching for blood. This city truly was hell, and that's what attracted his kind of people.

But this morning, he held a look of a tired teenage boy. Before him was a large Victorian building that was converted into the city high school. To a normal boy, the school from the teens current position on the cracked sidewalk would intimidate. He had years to perfect this look of normality, looking like the other students who wanted to go back to bed rather go into this gloomy school.

It was roughly 2 months into the new school year, and to the outside world, he was just another senior. He moved forward, trudging along the sidewalk that lead to the school building to yet again learn what he already knew, see what the history they taught these children was missing, and yet again feel like a normal teen.
PostPosted: Fri Jan 16, 2009 6:10 pm


Layla crept quietly out of the dark shadows of her bedroom and into the light of her large rectangluar window. She sighed heavily as she gazed out into the forests that connected with her perfectly green trimmed grass backyard. Nothing seemed to stir, no birds chirped merrily in the afternoon, and none of the neighboring houses let out a single movement of any man or woman living inside them. Everything around her gave out the gloomy mood of the color grey. Even the sky immitated her heavy sigh down at the puffy clouds that carried buckets of rain along with them. "Another day... " her soft small voice let out into the emptiness of her room.

-Mizuki Of Lux-

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