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 Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 8:21 pm
Profiles for the demons who have escaped into the world to live a new life. Skeleton outline is as follows:[i]Greetings, my name is [Character Name]. I have been in the Netherworld for [Demon Age of Character], but I have chosen a [Human-Looking Age and Gender] to be my vessel because I want to be like this mortal. My friends think I'm [Personality Description], but you can't trust what most demons say.
When I used to look in the reflective bog back home I would see this [Demon Form Picture]. But now when I look in the mirror I see this [Human Form Picture]. I hope they don't recognize me, and by they I mean the Sentinels. I wish they would [Personality Expression].
Sadly I could not bring over all of my possessions from the Netherworld. However, I did manage to bring [One Demonic Item Of Your Choice]. In this world I have collected [What your Character Carries With Them] to take places with me.
I have a history I wish to leave behind....[Short Character Bio]. Hopefully I can start over here as a [Job] and live a real life. One can only wish....[/i]
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 8:56 pm
Greetings, my name is Vira Zwulfslae. I have been in the Netherworld for 51 years, but I have chosen a 24 year old girl to be my vessel because I want to be like this mortal. My friends think I'm manipulative and selfish, but you can't trust what most demons say.
When I used to look in the reflective bog back home I would see this. But now when I look in the mirror I see this. I hope they don't recognize me, and by they I mean the Sentinels. I wish they would see that there are plenty of other succubi to prey upon other than myself, even though I'm the prettiest.
Sadly I could not bring over all of my possessions from the Netherworld. However, I did manage to bring my trusty sural. In this world I have collected keys to my living quarters, a crow feather, a ball-point pen, and a blank page book to take places with me.
I have a history I wish to leave behind....but I will not go into it for now. It is too painful to reflect upon. Hopefully I can start over here as a coastal bed and breakfast owner once I make enough money and can live a real life. One can only wish....
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 2:58 pm
Greetings, my name is Aiyana Lucis. I have been in the Netherworld for 8 years, but I have chosen a 15 year old girl to be my vessel because I want to be like this mortal. My friends think I'm a cute, young, innocent girl. I tend to keep myself at the center of attention and I love to chat. Don't make me angry though because you won't like me when I'm angry. However, you can't trust what most demons say.
When I used to look in the reflective bog back home I would see this. But now when I look in the mirror I see this. I hope they don't recognize me, and by they I mean the Sentinels. I wish they would learn that even us tricksters can be believable.
Sadly I could not bring over all of my possessions from the Netherworld. However, I did manage to bring my trickster medal back with me. In this world I have collected very few things to take places with me. I have a small knife for defense and a few small other trinkets.
I have a history I wish to leave behind....I never really did all that much back in the demon society. Ocassionally I would use my 'talents' to persuade someone to give me what I needed, but other than that, I kept myself as quiet as possible. However, now that I came here, my 'talents' dont work nearly as well as they used to. I just can't get them to work properly. Hopefully I can start over here as a waitress and live a real life. One can only wish....
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 8:03 pm
Greetings, my name is Versus Satani. I have been in the Netherworld for 55 years, but I have chosen an 8 year old girl to be my vessel because I want to be like this mortal. My friends think I'm creepy and shifty, but you can't trust what most demons say.
When I used to look in the reflective bog back home I would see this monster fighting the small demon. But now when I look in the mirror I see this small human *if you can't picture the eyes to be normal red iris eyes then why are you role playing to begin with?*. I hope they don't recognize me, and by they I mean the Sentinels. I wish they would leave me be so I can continue my new life in peace.
Sadly I could not bring over all of my possessions from the Netherworld. However, I did manage to bring the Eye of Iapetus Horrendum. In this world I have collected a dagger in a doll to take places with me.
I have a history I wish to leave behind.... In the netherworld my appearance attracted those with a dangerous nature.. A lust to battle and conquer was the same response I got every time some idiot with a enchanted katana got a good look at me... You'd think giant monsters such as I have that mindless desire to kill and eat, do you not? Well, I don't.. I just want to be left alone to sleep with my jewels and treasures I have come across in my travels as a young lad, but down here, everyone has something to prove, everyone assumes the worst from the biggest of the big, and I am always caught in the middle ending lives in my own defense. You'd think that would awaken some deep desire or something? It doesn't!! It's frustrating and it only brings misery! After killing off some stupid kid with an even bigger father, I had to leave, get a new start.. Some how it was a blessing I happened to come across such a sweet little creature when I entered. With my size I had no choice but to take her immediately. Luckily her neck was grown enough to where I could wear The Eye of Iapetus Horrendum, the one artifact worthy to join in my departure as a choker. I was alone when I entered so naturally to avoid being someones property I ran off and stole a few things so I may life a care free life as a young street urchin.. It actually reminds me of my days as an architect. My biggest find was a doll someone tried luring me with with a small dagger inside. I'm not sure if it was the dragon scales around my neck or the knowledge of fending off creeps but I sent that moron bleeding and crying. I kept the doll, of course. Something so dangerous disguised as an ordinary trinket was perfect for me. Hopefully I can start over here as a scavenger and live a real life. One can only wish....
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 2:53 pm
Greetings, my name is Nius Mallius. I have been in the Netherworld for 30, but I have chosen a 20 year old male that goes by the name of Yasu to be my vessel because with this body I can repay two life times of sins. My friends think I was a butcher of mortals in my demon life. Along with that of my human life, but you can't trust what most demons say.
When I used to look in the reflective bog back home I would see this this. But now when I look in the mirror I see this this. I hope they don't recognize me, and by they I mean the Sentinels. I wish they would just keep to their existence in the netherworld.
Sadly I could not bring over all of my possessions from the Netherworld. However, I did manage to bring Two chakrams magically infused to return to the wielder. In this world I have collected nothing more than trinkets and things needed to survive to take places with me.
I have a history I wish to leave behind....In a life prior to mine as a demon I was something just that can be seen to humans as a demon incarnate.The Red Butcher I was called in the life, if I had any normal name it has been gone to me.I was a swordsmen looking for battles as my means of living, in time I became humans worse nightmare. In the years that followed my rampage only got worse until and ambush left me with out a life and my spirit sent to the netherworld. From there I was reborn with next to nothing in my memory except the name given to me at my rebirth. It seamed that even in the netherworld I took up a similar role to that I did in the human world. This went on for three decades when something I witnessed made me rethink. I will start my redemption with her and hopefully I can start over here as a mercenary and repay two life times....
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2012 9:24 pm
Greetings, my name is Omeeya Hel. I have been in the Netherworld for 219, but I have chosen a 17 year old female to be my vessel because I want to be like this mortal. My friends think I'm talkative when I shouldn't be and quite when I should be talking... they also think I get into to much trouble for my own good, but you can't trust what most demons say.
When I used to look in the reflective bog back home I would see this. But now when I look in the mirror I see this. I hope they don't recognize me, and by they I mean the Sentinels. I wish they would chase after somebody less interesting than me.
Sadly I could not bring over all of my possessions from the Netherworld. However, I did manage to bring my Cursed Dagger with me. In this world I have collected a small book with strange writing in it to take places with me.
I have a history I wish to leave behind....I was an assassin, if you could call me that... I chose my own targets and charged according to how much I liked the target, I was doing fine until my name turned up on the assassination list. Hopefully I can start over here as a pickpocket and live a real life. One can only wish....
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