Lunar City: The Real Life of Monsters {OOC & Sign Up}

Hi I was wondering if it's not too late to join. I'll post a character sheet in a bit just in case

lunar-city-the-real-lives-monsters-t55473.html
here's the link, you all may post, Ohhhhhhh, your accepted but I would like a picture
Your not to late at all Dark Alchemist!!!

http://www.elfwood.com/~sjostrand/Male-vampire-sketch.3226209.html

minus the piercings

Name: Zecharya
Age: unknown
Gender: Male
Sexuallity: Gay
Nightmare or Dream?: Dream
Race: Angel
Picture:
*** Just invert the colours, black --> white and vice versa, and the wings are grey****
Short Bio: There is not much to Zecharya other than the fact that he has no idea who he actually is or when and how he was created, but all that didn't matter to him since he was content with his current life. He once had a lover and a very close friend whom he would've call his family, but that all changed when both his friend and lover betrayed him. After the bitter taste of betrayal, Zecharya's perspective on the world changed; he came to understand that the world is not distinctly black or white and that the division between the dreams and nightmares in Lunar City was a pointless and unnecessary one since everyone is capable of such actions. His way of thinking somehow caused his once white wings to darken into a murky grey and his platinum blond hair to contain streaks of black here and there.

Personality: Zecharya feels no attachment to anything. Sly and cunning and with no intention of feeling hurt and betrayed once again, Zecharya does his best to keep everyone at a distance and avoids being involved with them in anyway and after that incident, Zecharya is willing to use others if it means that he is able to get what he wants. In his mind there is one quote which he will always remember, "You can't trust anyone but yourself".

Theme Song: U-Kiss - Man Man Ha Ni


**Personally I have no idea what to write and this is all that i came up with, tell me if anything's wrong with it and i'll fix it. Sorry in advance if nothing makes sense of if things are repeated.**

accepted!!! You are free to post!

Name: Ben Destrier
Age: Five hundred years, approximately. In human form, he appears to be a 25-year-old male.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Disinterested.
Nightmare or Dream?: Dream
Race: Heraldic unicorn, can take the forms of a man and a white horse.
Picture: Human form
Theme Song: Nine Inch Nails - I - 9
Other: In addition to shapeshifting, Ben is also capable of minor healing

Appearance: From some distance, Ben might be mistaken for a haggard white warhorse. Closer inspection, should he allow it, exposes him as something else entirely, something mythic. His hooves are no horse's hooves, but cleaved and golden; his tail, an ox's tail; his mane, a lion's. A single gilt horn spirals from his forehead, nicked and warped slightly to the left: Ben is beautiful, but imperfect. He might outrun any thoroughbred, outmaneuver any lipizzan, and overpower any percheron - but he is gaunt with age, and scarred from too many losing battles.

In all his age and travels, Ben has learned a few magic tricks uncommon for his kind - among them, the ability to take a human form. He is vain, and his human shape does not reflect much of his age and damage. Only a sharp eye could pick out the spiderweb scars across his body, vestiges of the vast gashes on his natural form, too large to completely conceal. He stands about 5'10'', roughly 150-160 lb; white haired and terribly pale. He can fight in this body, experimenting with human weapons, but prefers his natural form.


Short Bio: Ben was born unremarkably, a nameless wild thing as all unicorns once were. He sparred and played, dodging wolves and demons, then grew old and fought to the death to claim a mate and territory of his own. Then, men came, and Ben became their myth - to be hunted endlessly, but fruitlessly. As free as Ben was of the men's snare, however, his forest was not - soon he was cast into the world, a vagrant white monster in the corner of men's eyes.

Bitterness is not natural to his kind. Unable to establish a new territory, Ben took the form and name of a man, and made a home for himself among his hunters. He fathered strange sons, and fought too readily and fiercely, and was on more than one occasion accused of witchcraft; only to flee before the pyres lit. He learned, eventually, some form of grace and manners - and something much stranger to beasts: Morality, ethics, and the struggle of good and evil. He forgot his wild and carefree roots, and was swept into the wars of men. He took the form of a standard horse, a steed, joining the fight for freedom and justice and love and other ideas that he perhaps held more dearly than any of the soldiers around or astride him - for they were starved and dying, while he was deathless.

It could not last forever. The wars of men changed - a white horse of no more use to them. Ben, too, changed, seeing further up the chain of command, seeing the complexities of men and war that he had once been blind to. He grew slowly wiser, and slowly more distant from humans, until he was lost in the wild places of the world again. He came, eventually, upon Lunar City - a new home, not quite the forest he was born to, but more welcoming than the human world he had grown estranged from.


Personality: Ben is troubled - an aging warhorse, struggling with the end of his idealism. He clings to old ideas of good and evil, but has come to doubt their validity in a complex world. On bad days, he picks fights with dreams as well as nightmares, questioning the motives of both, before retreating completely to sort his thoughts out. On good days, he acts in those few ways he still knows to be moral - a boy scout pulling kittens from trees and helping the elderly cross the street, and a crusader when the opportunity arises.

Interpersonally, Ben is . . . difficult, at times. He is tamer than he once was, but savagery remains in his heart. He means well, but he's mannerless and often over-enthusiastic, and sometimes he chews with his mouth open. Assimilation into human and human-like society has proven a long and difficult process for the once nameless and wild thing now called Ben Destrier.



Hope you're still accepting. Also, apologies for the length, just kind of got away from me. Source on images: Anime image came from here, unicorn image is from the D&D Monster Manual.

you r accepted!!

Name: Conner and Aislin O'Brian
Age: 15 (1050 years)
Gender: Male and Female
Sexuallity: Both straight
Nightmare or Dream?: Dream
Race: Leprechaun and Sprite
Picture: http://i214.photobucket.com/albums/cc69 ... /fairy.jpg
http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj95 ... ember2.jpg
Short Bio: Conner and Aislin are the children of a Leprechaun and a Sprite. They grew up taught to love life and not to waste a minute of it.
They've spent their lives pranking and being merry. :)
Personality: Conner and Aislin are literally two halves of the same soul. Aislin is polite, sweet, and knows when to hold her toungue, while Conner is brash and crazy.
Aislin is almost incapable of focus, while Conner can spend hours thinking of a plan. Ailsin is aware of what they need, but Conner only cares about what they want.
Both have a knack for shiney things and love doing pranks. You'll never find these two apart, unless their pranking someone.
Theme Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmAqwsla ... re=related (Flogging Molly- The Seven Deadly Sins)
Other: Both brother and sister can cause Illusions. Conner has telepathic powers while Aislin can change shapes.

Your accepted Lucky!! Feel free to post!