Introduction

The year is 2012, and the world's in crisis...but no one cares about that. More importantly, Hell is under crisis!
That's right, as foretold by the Mayans several thousand years ago, and written down on the lost stone tablet of the 'wyrm', the earth would be destroyed by a grand outside force that would topple humanity's empire and purge it of it's infectious reign.
Who would have known this outside force would be a giant alien worm?
So here's the problem, while the alien worm is devouring Manhattan, below the surface world at it's core resides Hell. Satan is pretty pissed out of his mind that the worlds' ending and he isn't the cause of it. Moreover, once the worm finishes off the surface dwellers, it'll burrow down and destroy Hell. After all, the last thing the Lord of lies needs is Hell to collapse in on it's self because of an overgrown earthworm.
So the dark Messiah called upon the 4 horsemen to assist in the solution. He asked them to go to the surface world with each an army of demon lords to help in destroying the worm and protecting their domain.
However more woe and evil is found above the line of oblivion than below it. For now that the worm has spread it's sinister seed, more and more people are becoming infected by smaller parasitic organisms known as 'satellite worms.' These worms latch onto your brain via the mouth, eating through the esophagus, then crawling up the spinal cord to the brain cavity, able to control your body's functions; slowly poisoning your mind with their will, while feeding off your protein (And that means your brain). Worse is that if the parasite infects a deceased host, that corpse will reanimate and carry out it's commands. So there's a growing zombie problem too.
Unfortunately the terror doesn't end there as a small few humans have found out ways to control the parasites to their advantage, breeding a new bio-homo sapien species that could only be called mutants. For they are hybrids of parasitic hosts and rotting corpses. These 'last of humanity' have deemed to call themselves 'Slayers' for they're the last stand against demonic forces from hell, parasitic invasions of the mind, zombies, and whatever else seems to come out from under your bed when the worlds' ending.
With all the Demons, Zombies, Mutants, and Alien Mind Slaves running around; could things really get much worse? Oh you bet, and it came in the form of blood suckers and flesh eaters.
Now that humanity is on the verge of total extinction, the mutated remains of the Ly-cans have reemerged from their social segregation to take back the earth. These bio-evolved species of primal homo sapiens first emerged as the narcissistic conquest of the scientific mind over nature. By cross-breeding human DNA with that of beasts, unholy science gave birth to genetically engendered animal-like-humanoid hybrids. These abominations had the feral hormonal personality of the beasts, while retaining a humanistic development of the brain. Thus creating the 'perfect' cross-breed of intelligence and blood-thirsty rage. However most of the original experiments died a rather torturous death from the DNA streams rejecting the host body. The very few who survived 'genetic meltdown' were those that were injected with little to no animal DNA, and thus were deemed 'carriers' for they appeared human despite their mutated streams. The carriers went on reproducing unwittingly, and rarely a select few offspring would surface that appeared to have perfect cross-genetic combination's of DNA, thus the 'wer' traits and physical beast form would manifest. This sparse race of estranged creatures called themselves 'werewolves' for they were the 'pure' hybrid of human and animal, however their great disdain for humanity at their creation had caused their small species to thin themselves out amongst the decades, until now. Now that the great wyrm has dropped to earth, the Ly-cans find this the perfect excuse to take the dominate role amongst all species, as well as shove some well deserved revenge down the cold throats of humanity.
What could be worse than werewolves? How about the living dead with an obsessive compulsion to suck blood?
When the chips were down for humanity and the Slayers knew they needed a trump card to fight back against the growing infestation of satellite worms, their answer would be their demise. With what little working technology they had left, the failing humans constructed an experiment to try to rid the parasite from an infected host. By trying to neutralize the worm from the infected brain, their pathetic attempts at salvation ended in ruin. Fore without the worm to command the host, the eroded brain had reacted impulsively. Commanding the body from a strain of corrupted human mind waves trapped in a rotting corpse, the resulting 'purged' host retained all the scrambled brain-washed compulsions that it hard while infected, yet had regained it's humanistic aspect of free will. Thus creating the vampire-like species known as the 'vampyre'. These undead experiments gone wrong have an unabridged obsession with feasting on the spilled blood of others, as was the primary nourishment source for the satellite worms, which had become their own. They have the mental reasoning of any other life form however twisted into their own dark intentions. Not much is known with what the vampyre want, but a growing society of these creatures has left the demonic forces uncertain.
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It's up to the 4 armies of Hell and their followers to conquer in the name of unholy justice. Slaughter the innocent and deck several zombies with a tire iron.
For those that submit your will to the great worm, protect your parasites because your worm is your friend! Feed that little sucker the black blood of demons fallen, and infect others with your plague. All in the name of the new world orderββApocalyptic Alien Worm-related Chaos.
Who knows what the zombies want? Is it brains, or are they destined to inherit the earth?
The battle for our planet has begun. Who will you fight for? Do you has Gun? Do you has courage? Do you has 5 dollars in which to donate to the Hell in Crisis Relief fund? No? Then your drafted soldier!
Be a hero, Be an Environmental Avenger!
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The characters played
Okay now that you've got an exciting throw down of whats go'n down, here are the characters that would be up for grabs:
The four horsemen:
-Horseman of War (the element of ruby fire) [red] Azrath
-Horseman of Pestilence (the element of emerald fire) [green] Lexx
-Horseman of Famine (the element of opal fire) [white] Matzul
-Horseman of Death (the element of onyx fire) [black] Varonica Malus
The demon lords:
β’The demon lords of War:
-Bael
-Agares
-Astaroth
-Belzebulb
β’The demon lords of Pestilence:
-Asmodeus
-Amon
-Beleth
-Balberith
β’The demon lords of Famine
-Arielle Psychonezumi
-Adrame
-Azazell
-Lilith
β’The demon lords of Death
-Belphegor
-Behemoth
-Abaddon
-Bel
The Ly-can and Vampyres [Subject to add more based on demand]
-Ly-can leader
-Ly-can general
-Ly-can Sage Northwinds
-Ly-can
-Vmpyre leader
-Vmpyre general
-Vmpyre
-Vmpyre
The Parasitic, the Zombies, and the Slayers I'm leaving up to have pretty much free customization. As long as there's no Godmoding, you should have fun making up your enslaved parasitic soul.
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Character sheet:
[The Physical]
Name:
Age:
Sex or What can be determined:
Species:
Appearance: (fleshed out description then 1 or more images preferred)
Height:
Weight:
Eye color:
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Build:
Other physical traits:
[The Personality]
Attitude towards others: (Both physically and mentally [ex. quick to violence physically, yet shy and emotional mentally])
Habits/Tendencies:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Fears:
Favorite pastime:
Religious Beliefs: (Have fun with this)
Other quirky personality traits or disorders:
[The In between]
Bio: (Try to push for in depth coverage)
Birthplace: (Have fun with this one too)
Previous existence prior to worm drop:
Allegiance: (you can have multiple strings attached, betrayal and loyalty ahoy!)
Occupation: (what are you fighting or striving for)
[The Heavy Metal]
Weapons:
Attire:
Items:
Other:
[If you are applying for a Horseman position, please add 'Mount' to the Heavy Metal section. That is to describe your wicked demonic mount that you ride among the flame-rippled skies.]
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1, 2, 3by P.Slayer on Tue Nov 02, 2010 1:53 am
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Hell Under Crisis: Environmental Avenger!
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It was great to read though, I'd definitely be interested in joining a re-make.
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I'll wait till it seems appropriate for me to enter.
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Anyways, I vote Bel is in. How about you guys?
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[The Physical]
Name: Bel (previously Bella Iris Sunder.)
Age: 18, perpetually.
Sex or What can be determined: Female.
Species: Once human, now only a small portion of her human self remains, mostly overtaken by her new demon self.
Appearance:

Retaining her human appearance, Bel looks like any human girl, save the paleness of her skin and the darkness in her eyes. Her hair is long and red, falling in soft curls almost all the way down her back. She is thin, probably too much so for a human to be, since she stopped eating once she started residing in hell, she didn't need to.
Height: 5'8
Weight: (This is in kilograms since that's what we measure by in Australia and I dunno how to convert it) 47 kg's
Eye color: Once green, now mostly black.
Skin color: Pale caucasian.
Build: Too slender.
Other physical traits: When Bel is angered her inner demon shows itself, transforming her pretty face into a mask of evil and ugliness. Her teeth grow and sharpen until they extend out of her mouth and over her chin, slicing up the lips that contain them so they are simply surrounded by bloody flesh, and her hair explodes into a mess of burning flames. When she returns to her normal appearance, the physical damage to her face is still there, and takes some time to heal.
[The Personality]
Attitude towards others: To all outward appearances, Bel is nothing but a haughty, self-obsessed (for lack of a better word) bitch. Inside, her coldness and rudeness comes from the lack of a soul, which is what determines the proper way to treat people, and oneself.
Habits/Tendencies: Bel is quick to anger, flying into a rage over small things, but can contain herself in situations where it is needed... for a while.
Strengths: She is capable of anything, since she lacks a conscience.
Weaknesses: At the same time, her lackof caring or consideration prevents her from making allies, so in many dire situations, Bel has stood alone.
Fears: That she will remain soulless forever. This is an adequate fear since it is probaby truth, so she doesn't let herself think about it too much. Other than that, she couldn't really get herself in a worse situation than she already has, could she?
Favorite pastime: Though she would never admit it, Bel actually enjoys nothing more than a nice cup of coffee and a moments peace -unfortuantely this is a very rare thing in hell, and she hasn't enjoyed it in some time.
Religious Beliefs: Once she was Wiccan, but now she has no choice but to believe in the almighty lord Satan, since his existance has been proved without a doubt, and heaven hasn't helped her out at all, have they.
[The In between]
Bio: Once, as I said above, Bel was your everyday, mundane, if a little wild, human teenager, living in Sydney, Australia. She had the usual horrible relationship with her parents, a tiring love life, as Bel considers herself pansexual, here meaning she isn't attracted to people for their gender, race or religion, simply based on their personality, and some people found that difficult to fathom. Guys were annoyed that she wasn't straight, girls wanted her to be gay or go away, theres' no in-between, apparently.
Tiring of the world and feeling incapable of changing it, she left her parents home and went to strike out on her own, but found this difficult, as the world can be an ugly place. The first time she heard from her parents was when they phoned to tell her her beloved younger sister, the only one of her family she really cherished, was dead, gang-raped by a group of men then stabbed and left to bleed out in the street. Incenced and desperate for revenge, she returned to Sydney for the trial, but only one of the men had been found, and he wasn't talking and was eventually aquitted, not enough evidence to prosecute. After months of searching that lead nowhere, Bel uncovered a book, in a strange occult bookstore she'd happened to stroll into one day. It spoke of dealing with the devil, and the power one could gain from doing so.
Feeling a little stupid, she decided to try it. Nothing else had worked, had it?
She called Satan to her in a complex ritual involving the sacrifice of a dove, among other things, and to her utmost amazement, he came, wearing an alluring smile and telling her of almighty powers.
He granted her the power to find and destroy the men, using the scrying of fire and control over flame as her weapons. All she had to give himwas one small thing - her soul, and she could even kill the men first.
She agreed, and he was gone.
To her amazement, she now had the ability to look into flames, concentrate on what she wanted to find and there it was! SHe could also control fire, though she couldn't coax it from nowhere at this stage.(this ability came to her after her transformation.)
She hunted down the men, one by one, and killed them all, giving little thought to her own side of the bargain, swept up in her newfound power.
But as the last man fell to the ground before her, his body black and blistered, she felt a twisting in her chest, and she fell too, but she didn't stop at the floor.
Down, down she fell, through earth and rock, to the earths' very centre. Lying on the floor, she heaved herself to her knees, and there before her sat the lord of the underworld. "Now it is your turn to uphold your side of the bargain," he told her, the same twisted smile on his face as he reached out his hand and plucked her soul from her body. She felt the change in herself, a coldness settling somewhere in her core, and her body seemed to gain some strength as it lost it's mortality.
"Wh... what happens now?" she asked, her voice shaking.
"You can return to earth, where you will die," her new Lord replied, "Or you can stay here, keep your power, and serve me."
She chose the latter, afraid of death now that she had seen what awaited her afterward, and heard the screams echoing through hell.
And so she remains.
Birthplace: Sydney, Austrlalia.
Previous existence prior to worm drop:Bel's duties in hell were mostly of the torturing persuasion, punishing sinners with her fire, though being burned alive would be infinitely worse to someone who couldn't die.
Satan finds' it amusing, she supposes, that she often 'happens' to be assigned to people she once knew, who all recognise her somehow, and cry out for her help until they realise she is what they need to be saved from.
Allegiance: She has always admired the Horseman of Death, or horsewoman, she supposes, so being assigned to serve her wasn't so bad, considering it could have been Lexx. The smell of vomit is so hard to wash out.
Occupation: Satan has promised her that if she can rid the earth of this worm and return to hell alive, he wil return a piece of her soul. He hasn't specified which piece, but somethings better than nothing, right?
[The Heavy Metal]
Weapons: Bel prefers to fight with her flame, since she now has the ability to conjure it from nowhere. However, she also has a cursed bow, with self-igniting arrows.
Attire: She has worn the same thing for the last satan-knows how many years, the same thing she was wearing the night of the last kill, when she was pulled down to hell. All black, her shirt corset tied at the front with netted sleeves that hook onto her fingers, and black, skintight pants, both fireproof, of course. Her feet are bare.
Items: None.
Howsat?
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Matzul awaited some kind of explanation or rebuke from Arielle for several silent, tense moments only to have his passenger remain unresponsive. He was not sure why she did not think to respond as she had not seemed hesitant to defend herself from even a small and superfluous comment such as Azrath's earlier warning. However, in his cool and quiet fury, to him all possible reasons were of an arrogant and malicious intent, eventually deciding that she was simply so horrendously inhuman to his mind that it did not cross her mind. He turned his head from the path ahead of them momentarily to lay his pupiless eyes upon the subservient Demon Lord, pale and blueish lips curled into a snarl with the needles beneath glinting in the sunlight. He was about to give this woman another piece of his mind, a bitter side of him emerging, but hesitated briefly as he saw her holding a peculiar vial of what seemed to be dirt. His expression softened slightly to become a frown but before he could inquire as to the nature of this bizarre ornament the ground before them exploded.
"Bloody hell in a blender!" The blast was deafening and the shock wave intense but then again Arzath had never been one for subtly, the skeletal mount rearing as dirt and stone showered both it and its passengers. The creature managed to stop just before it crashed into the subsequently smoldering crater left burning in the ground but was unable to remain still in its shock mirroring that of its demonic rider. "What in the name of the Flying Spaghetti monster..." Matzul breathed, eyes wide in surprize and running a bony hand through his messy hair as he tried to regain his wits. It didn't take long to realise who the 'attacker' was and with a scowl the Horseman of Famine wheeled this horse around and sped off towards Azrath, spear held out as if ready to attack. "That fecking big blundering, blubber-brained cretin! That rusty, pig-headed idiot... When I'm done with him he won't be fit to hold safety scissors against the worm!" Mat exclaimed angrily, nimbly dodging the numerous missiles, bullets and other assorted weapons that sailed past him and continued on towards the worm.
In a matter of minutes War would find himself with a pair of skeletal hooves on his back, the pale rider leaping off the steed as it crashed into the armored man and landing crouched with Bodkin in hand. "What in the name of Satan's knickers do you think you're up to, Azzy!? Damned fool! I'd ask you why you always pull this bloody bollocks but I doubt you have the brain cells required to formulate an answer..." Matzul yelled as he rose and approached Azrath, spear tip raised at the massive creature with teeth bared. "Find yourself a can-opener and open your ears, laddie. The plan was to try and get a closer look at the worm, to find its weaknesses before doing anything foolish like we want... But instead you just go and bloody well fire everything at it and hope for the best! You nearly killed me and the others in this grand and oh so well thought out plan of yours Azrath; My death wouldn't be thought unfortunate for a second so just wait for what the others think! You better think fast and talk quicker, boyo..." He warned, Famine's stern words losing some of their weight due to a obvious frailty of his form but the rare seriousness of his tone demanded some respect at least.
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Don't worry Mindless if p.slayer gets mad we'll take the heat for you, but I'm sure itll be ok.
And TheCharacter the character I have in mind is a spoiled little princess like girl, I was thinking it would be fun if she treated him like her uncle or something and they have known each other for a long time. But I want to know what you think of that Idea before I make her.
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Mindless, P.slayer has not and most likely will not come online to read your pm so I'd just post your sheet here anyway. If he does ever come back you can simply explain that this rp was to awesome to wait for and he'd understand...
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And sorry I was waiting to give people some time to see if they'd post anything, and then I had dental surgery and because of a chronic illness have been out of it for a bit. I promise to post once im feeling better, trust me if I were to try and post something now it wouldn't make any sense.