Brought By Fate (OOC)

In a world that used to be full of love, peace and unity is now the complete opposite. Compassion and sympathy mean nothing and everyone clings to material objects and arrogance, believing they are the only things that matter. In the current day and age, humans have become so dire and conceited that God decides that he must punish the human race for succumbing to the sins that were put before them to overcome. He then creates the beings known as Hellion, a demon with a human façade. They are born as humans, but as they age and progress into maturity, their demonic persona awakens. The Hellion’s powers increase more and more until their body cannot support any further. By then, the Hellion would have spread chaos and destruction through the world until everything is eliminated.

The world has hope, however. The part of the Hellion’s soul that was taken out to turn them into what they are was put into someone else. These people, the Composers, are the only ones that can stop them. There are some catches though. The more the Hellions develop into their demonic state, the more their Composer weakens. If the Composer is hurt in any way, the Hellion receives the same damage. No matter what the outcome, the Hellion and its Composer will be spiritually attached. If one is killed, the other will die shortly after. There is a way to stop them completely. It is possible for a Hellion to turn into Angelo, or angelic persona, instead. This happens when the Hellion feels a positive feeling they rarely experience.

But don't get anything wrong, it isn't going to be easy. Along with the troubles, Angels from Heaven have descended to Earth, each with their own goals whether it is to aid the Hellion into becoming Angelo or trying to put obstacles in their path so that the humans will receive their justice. As these beings fight for the fate of the humans, they have no idea they even exist let alone that they are warring against each other for their destinies. Every Hellion, Composer, Human, Angel and Demon must decide inevitably; which side will they choose?

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Descriptions


The Hellion species are the main characters in the story and out of the seven that are unleashed into the world, we are playing only three. The Hellion are very powerful but in a fight, power is the only thing they can rely on. Their abilities include superhuman strength, speed, regeneration, and as they are exposed to their negative emotion their powers grow. Their killing style is heavily influenced by their chosen sin, for e.g., Gluttony would eat its victims while Lust would “make love” the victim to death. The Hellion’s have three stages that they undergo. The Horiffi stage is when the Hellion fully blooms into terror. The Hellion’s human side would lose consciousness as the demon inside would take over. At that stage, nothing can stop it from tearing everything apart. The only thing the Composer can do is sacrifice him/herself. The Avera stage is the Hellion in its ordinary state, assuming its human mask. The last phase is the Brillia, the point where it is possible for these dark-natured creatures to become Angels, or something close to it. Their powers are the same but as an Angelo, their human side is able to control the body and its actions.


The Composers are also main characters and we will be playing three as that is how many Hellion we will have. Composers are ordinary humans infused with a small part of their Hellion's soul. They are a source of weakness for the Hellion as they are spiritually linked. Their abilities include being able to sense where their selected Hellion is, calming the Hellion’s demon persona into unconsciousness and possibly healing powers. The Composers are able to lull the Hellion either through their voice or touch. Composers possess an attracting quality to their Hellion, like two magnets. They will be drawn to each other physically, but what they think mentally is up to you. Composers are also an extreme weakness to Angels although no-one will ever know why.


Angels cast a contrasting difference to what people believe they are to be. Angels, just like humans, have their own different personalities and each have their own opinions. Even if they are servants of God, they have their free will and have choices to abide or rebel. The Angels weren’t chosen for their purity and righteousness, they were chosen for their sense of justice and honesty. Each Angel has their own individual responsibility, a role that they must play even through the war over humanity. Angels know a lot, something that came along with working for God. They are very powerful, stronger than almost all Demons but weaker than Hellions. They own great skill in combat and strategy planning. An Angel’s only weakness is a Composer’s presence; it is like what Kryptonite is to Superman.


Demons are a very diverse species and have many special abilities and unique traits. What humans know as vampires and ghouls are really Demons with similar capabilities. On the power chart, Demons are third most powerful, after Hellion and Angels. Most of the inferior Demons tend to follow a more superior one, acting as henchmen for their leader. Not many of them travel in groups to avoid suspicion. Killing styles and limits depend on the Demon’s disposition and tastes. Older Demons are inclined to be the more powerful and experienced. These Older Demons are powerful and experienced enough to be able to defeat an Angel, if needed. However, they have a tendency to be the more peaceful ones of the race. All Demons have one thing in common; their Achilles' heel. Burning of the whole body to ashes is the most successful way to kill a Demon, fire being a disadvantage for them.


The weakest race out of them all, humans are relatively defenceless. Majority of them all are ignorant to everything that is happening around them, using their foolish logic to explain everything in a way that they can accept it. Although their genus is full of flaws, there are some that hold certain aptitudes that no-one but a human can acquire. Oracles are the most uncommon and valued, having the power to see into the future, present, or past. There are also Demon Hunters who hunt the Demons around their area. Most humans have no magical powers whatsoever, but some specialise in combat, mainly with weapons.



The roleplay is set in an isolated metropolitan area, the population statistics quite high for its size. It has many buildings and skyscrapers in the heart of the city and it takes pride in the beautiful view it shows during the night. Since this is a modern roleplay set in current times, in terms of technology, everything is the same as it is now. In the city, the most common form of transport is walking or driving. Given that the roads can sometimes be full of traffic, people walk occasionally, making the center of the city a little crowded at times.

Rules

▫ No Godmodding, period.
▫ Maestro is co-GM. We are the Gods around here. Disobey us and we will smite you >D
▫ Be literate. I’m expecting no less than 200 words. If you have writer’s block, don’t post until it’s gone.
▫ Cussing is allowed, but don’t overuse the privilege.
▫ Romance is encouraged, but keep it PG-13. If you really must do it, take it to the PMs.
▫ Be active! If you don’t post within three days without telling us, you will be kicked out unless I or Near see otherwise.
▫ Two character maximum.
▫ To prove you’re read everything, in the skeleton section labelled as “Feeling” type “Love” if your character is female and “Hate” if your character is male.
▫ Do not post in the IC until I and Maestro accept your character.
▫ Try interacting with most if not all characters over the course of the roleplay.
▫ Have fun!

Character Skeleton

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Name:[size=85](You should know this) [/size]
Nickname(s):[size=85](Shorter versions of your name or another name you go by) [/size]
Gender:[size=85](Male or female) [/size]
Age:[size=85](18- 30 for humans, every other race just put down how old you look) [/size]
Species:[size=85](They are listed above) [/size]
Occupation:[size=85](What you do for a living) [/size]
Powers/Abilities:[size=85](This includes fighting abilities) [/size]
Weapon(s):[size=85](Two max for humans, one max for others) [/size]
Personality:[size=85](One para min. Explain how your character feels about the war and all. Hellion: Two para min. Explain the human side and the sinful side.) [/size]
Short Bio:[size=85](Four para min.) [/size]
Appearance:[size=85] Image or/and description accepted.[/size]
Feeling:[size=85](What feeling does your character feel the most?) [/size]
Other:[size=85](Anything else I may have missed out) [/size]


Hello eNzeru,
May I reserve a Hellion and the sin known as Anger or Wrath.
I will have to post my character skeleton tomorrow, as it is four in the morning here.
Please and thank you,
.:Forensic:.:.:Anthro:.:.Pology):.

See you finally got this role-play up and running. Of course I am... as decided, taking a Hellion and specifically the sin known as Gluttony.

I'll be a Composer to balance out the Hellions. (:
I'll have to post my character tomorrow though, so can you please reserve a place for me?

Composer as well - and if you give me a few, I'll have my Hellion counter part as well as my Profile. o.<

Ok, sorry about that.


Name: Fate Valn
Nickname(s): Faln
Gender: Male
Age: Looks to be about 21
Species: Hellion (Lust)
Occupation: Not sure what to put as a hellion... If it has to be a cover up then coffee shop worker.
Powers/Abilities: Very attractive to people,
Weapon(s): Katana
Personality: My human side feels terrible about killing everyone in the war. He wants to not have to do that for his life, but his demon self says otherwise. Human side will always try to hide people from hellions, and he loves to take care of anyone or anything in need. He is very caring about everyone.
Demon side loves to kill people. The war is where he decides that he belongs. He likes to either get right in there, or get others to do it for him. He kill a man before feed him. He is ruthless, virtueless, and cruel.
Short Bio: He was born, whereabouts unknown, and he has lived from orphanage, to foster home, to orphanage again all throughout his life. He has longed to see his parents, imagining what they would look like. Everyday, he sketched what they would look like in a journal, trying different looks for each, seeing what pair would look like him.
Each day, the longing grew stronger, and random outbursts became longer and more frequently. He was kicked out of many orphanages, looking for his parent at each. He hoped they would track him down. Pretty soon, he was on his way to college, each orphanage that had taken him in pitching in to get him onto college. But at the time, the outbursts were at their peak. They would last for 1 day to 1 week.
After so many attacks on other students, he was finally kicked out of the college. He saw that nobody wanted him in society, so he left. He hid in the wilderness. Soon, he couldn't stand being away from the world, so he moved to any large city he could find, got an apartment and a job as a waiter.
This job did not last. His outbursts happened every other day, usually on the job at customers who annoyed him. He still longed to see his parents, the sketches that had amassed in his lifetime plastered around his appartment. And that is how it has been up to now.
Feeling: Lust
Other: He has a tattoo on his back, of a tribal style dragon. It leads all the way up to it's head on his neck. It is breathing fire, which splits and tavels down his arm to his wrist.

Finished... Awaiting approval... I didn't know what to put for some parts, so I filled them in with what I thought I should.

hmmm i'll be a human sence no one else is


Name: Mikoshi Ember
Nickname(s): Miko
Gender: Hate (male)
Age: 20
Species: Human
Occupation: blacksmith
Powers/Abilities: equiped with self defence, knowledge of weaponry
Weapon(s): long changing scimitar, chained spikes
Personality: has found out about the war and really isnt impressed with the behavior. doesnt care though as long as nothing happens to hurt him, has really chossen to make armor and weapon for each individual involved and will take sides with all. hopes he doesnt have to get involved.
Short Bio: green hair, green eyes, green and brown clothing, scarf hangs down to his knees, average human who really doesnt care about much
Feeling:hatred, outcasted, desolate
Other:

Name:(Abraxas Lectre)
Nickname(s):(Lectre)
Gender:(Male)
Age:(19)
Species:Hellion{Envy}
Occupation:Geophysicist
Powers/Abilities:Channels chi. Used to target and attack pressure points
Weapon(s):9 inch long Needle.
Personality: Abraxas has a rebellious personality. His outlooks on life are usually negative. He enjoys listening to Metal and Classic Rock. Some of his favorite foods to eat are spaghetti, quisadillas, and Chinese. His veiws on the war are simple. Whoever wins, wins. Then the story restarts from there...
Hellion: His human side is an innocent physicist who studies the physics of earthquakes, volcanoes, tornados, and other natural disasters. Much like a meteorologist he loves to chase storms and analyze them. He occasionally likes to sit out in storms and photograph lightning.
Whilst, his demon persona also loves storms. He enjoys the more violent ones. He likes it when lightning strikes homes and tornados rip through towns. He loves the disaster and torment.[size]
Short Bio:[size=85]Abraxas was born in the city. In the shadows of a back alley. He was then picked up off of the streets by a nun. From there he was put into foster care and lived under foster parents for 17 years. His Hellion then started to emerge and his attitude completely changed.
He dumped his girlfriend and became secluded from life. He then later threatened to kill many important people in his life. After failing his last and final drug test, his parents sent him off to a youth correction center which he later escaped from. He then dyed his hair, cut it, styled it. He pierced his lip and legally changed his name to Abraxas Lectre.
He did all of this before leaving state to another completely new city. Then he finished his last year of high school there, then he went to college to study geophysics. He is still in college and is a Geophysicist in training. He is soon to do field training.
Feeling:His feelings about anything in his life are pretty much mellow. He doesn't really care what happens nor does he want to.
Appearance:[size=85]He stands at 6"4 head and shoulders. He has eye level dark brown hair. It is always messy and unkept. He wears a spike leather collar. He usually wears black band T-shirts. He wears black trip pants with red straps and gold chains. He wears Metallica Converse shoes. He has an left ear peircing and snake bite lip piercings. He has a slight hint of purple in his hair also. He wears a leather wristband on his right wrist. He wears a wristband on his left that states: "I'm awesome, what's your excuse?".

There, edited it. Dunno if I fixed the problem or not, will be posting to let you know. Thanks ^_^

Name:Myou Bara
Nickname(s):Essence
Gender: Female
Age:18
Species: Composer
Occupation: Visual Kei Singer/Book Writer
Powers/Abilities: Jujitsu, Self Defense and knowing of Sword Fighting
Weapon(s):A Katana with a silver handle and a black crystal between the blade and handle
Personality: Essence is silent and distant, she rather be on her own then to be with anyone, but though she likes this she also fears it. Essence fears to be alone but can't help what she feels on being near others, she very artistic sense her music choice is a very heavy sound of metal and rock mixed together. Though she is distant and silent she won't take teasing or brutality lightly, she'll fight for what she wants and defending others as well, Essence is also very stealth she can get out of any situation due to her being like a ghost no one notices until she gets on stage which is a very differnet story.
Short Bio:Essence was born in Tokyo,Japan to a Japanese mother and a Romanian father, both of which were rich sine they both were business people. Essence grew up distant from her parents since they never where around, when Essence was 5 her parents dead to an unknown cause leaving her even more alone then she was. Essence though didn't cry for them and many asked her why and her responds was "why would I cry for two people who I don't even now..." many of her family members were shocked and angered at the same time. When Essence moved in with her mother's and father's family which lived together in a grand mansion, they tortured and abused her though Essence never tried to fight back. She thought why fight if I can't win why try if I don't have strength. Essence believed in that and never did or said a thing because since she was small and alone she shut herself up never showing any emotion and became sort of mute. She cut herself but always did it in place where people wouldn't see, Essence kept this up till she was 13. When she turned 13, Essence found a sense of love for music, she didn't understand it but she loved the sound and feel to it so she began playing the violin then the electric violin and then the electric guitar. When Essence turned 16 she left home at night, and began leaving on her own, of course her "family" didn't care for her so they didn't even bother looking for her. Essence joined an underground band known as Calamity a visual kei band, she was assigned as the singer and Essence couldn't have been happier. A year later they got labeled to a company that's when she decided to to start writing and became a publisher on dark grotesque stories and even stories of real life but made fake so no one knew she was writing about herself and her life.
Appearance:

Feeling:Love, Fright and Hate
Other: Has piercing, wears dark clothing, has tattoos and lives on her own in a apartment.

Name: Aidenn
Nickname: Den
Gender: Male
Age: Appears in his late teens.
Species: Hellion // Wrath
Occupation: Bouncer
Powers/Abilities: Human: Fighting prowess, mostly street brawling, able to take and dish out vast amounts of pain with little to no effort. Heals quickly from minor injuries. Improved vision, he is able to see things others could barely perceive, which also makes his mind work quicker than normal, processing information in a second where it would take others five. Hellion: Affinity to fire, once into his demonic state his muscle mass increases slightly, strength magnifying ten times, as well as his other enhanced attributes. His hands become larger, fingers slightly curved and ending in what can only be called talons rather than fingernails, stronger than steel.

Weapon(s): Two spiked chains, which he wears attached to his Tripp pants, two sets of tungsten steel knuckles, edges jagged, and a P-14 semi-automatic pistol, which he only wears when he knows he will be out at night.

Personality: When he was five years old his mother brought home a baby chicken, which she told him was probably going to die, but thought that perhaps he would enjoy trying to save it. He never knew just how cruel a woman his mother was, but he spent several days with the baby chick. It was late at night when its chest finally stopped moving, and though his sobs could be heard echoing through their empty house, his mother never came to offer him comfort. Since the moment of Peeps’s death, Aidenn vowed he would always do what he could to protect those weaker than himself.

This simple action shaped the rest of his life, up and even beyond the time he learned of his true heritage, and of the war that was being waged all around his ignorant life. He was unsure as to what his role would be, but knew that as one of seven, it would be something that could either bring about the peace he sought his entire life, or it could finally be the outlet that would release the wrath that had built up through the years. To him though, the war was still something distant and apart from his life, that was until the day he woke up to find himself beating a hulking mass of blood and bone. The man, he hoped, was nothing more than a mass of flesh, the area around them so stained that it was hard to tell where one body part left off, and another began. He learned later that at the bar, where he worked, a man had gotten especially rough with one of the servers. They said Aidenn had escorted him out, and had not returned.

Short Bio:Aidenn never knew why he was the fastest on the football team, the strongest on the weight-lifting team, or how in local boxing matches he was sometimes able to knock out an opponent twice his size. All of these abilities, he later learned, came from the blood of something dark flowing within his veins. Along with those abilities, the young-looking man seemed to have an affinity with fire that only grew stronger with age. While walking within feet of a candle the flame would dance, would reach out toward his body as a lover begging for more. This single fact bothered him until the year of his eighteenth birth celebration. Within nightmares and dreamscapes he was shown the path his soul had walked, the skulls and broken bodies it had claimed throughout the millennia, just to become what he was today.

With his nature of protection, he had chosen to work at a bar local to his college. It had been a year since he found himself covered in gore, chest heaving with shallow breaths, and hands ruined messes. Since then he fought to keep a grip on his anger, fearing always that it would flare out of control, but this time in public.

He sought to deny what he was, but every night the flames that spread through his soul called out to his heart, warming the flesh of his body until he thought it would explode. Sleep brought no comfort, for in those dreams he only saw black eyes, his eyes, watching and waiting with bated breath the day he would let go, and let god.

Little did he know, that day was fast approaching. Sometimes, when a person pushed against the forces of the universe, the universe pushed back.

Feeling: Hate

Other: Aidenn has brown hair, spiked by the fact that he runs his fingers through it constantly. His eyes are a dark blue, sometimes darkening to the point of merging with his pupils. For a normal day at work he wears a pair of black and red Tripp pants, to carry his chains, and a black sleeveless t-shirt with the words ‘EAT ME’ sprayed across it in blaring white. When on the street he carries his P-14 in a nylon holster strapped across his right thigh, with a slit in his pants of his own manufacturing, held together by a vertical zipper that is cleverly hidden behind flaps of fabric.

It is rather late and I'm tired so with that said, I will look over these tomorrow and talk to eNzy about everything. In the mean time, thank you all for joining! I promise to get back to you as soon as I can.

- Maestro

Escaro, Rhyvin, Abraxas Lectre: I'm sorry but you guys are rejected. I'm not going to tell you what's wrong with your skeletons, I'll let you guys figure that out yourself. If you figure it out, just edit your skeleton and tell me.

By the way, I forgot to add Appearance in the skeleton so everyone else, please add it in your skellie, thaanks

Oh yeah, me and Near will be the ones to assign the Hellions to the Composers so uhh .. yeah.

Will get back to you guys soon.

- eNzy.

oh wow and what if we cant fix it cause theres nothing to tell thats completely unfair

I would say something, but I know better.
It would be completely non-offensive to the GM and Co-GM, but I know someone else whom might be a bit offended.

Perchance, would you mind me playing a Hellion? I would like to know if there is anything necessary that I should know about them that you haven't already said?
Or, since someone took the Hellion I requested to reserve, I could play a Composer?

Edited it. Hopefully I fixed the problem. Thanks for letting me know. ^_^

D= B-But I want Jace as my Hellion..*Sniffled and teared up.* Pwease?

Forensic: Sorry about that. I waited until almost midnight before posting a bio, in case you followed through with a bio for Wrath before then.

Abr: Nope!

Sorry guys, I've been a bit busy as of late... I will get my profile up no later than Friday and then after I'm sure eNzy will have hers up soon after.

- Maestro