Under Fang and Muzzle

[Ἐνυώ]

Okay, so I wanted like a Fantasy Role Play, but all of them seem either far along of just dead. So I created this one! :)

PLOT: Our world is separate from the human world. We keep to ourselves in underground Black Markets called the Tunnels or in mountain tunnels called the Caves. Faries intertwine with the Vampires who have Werewolf's for party buddies, Hobgoblins chill with the Faye at the bar in the Tunnels. Our kind is not separated and has been that way for centuries after our Government joined into one large one. Of course we still have Mafias and Clans that refuse to mingle and create trouble. Revealing our species to the unknowing world is commendable by not death but torture till death. Pick your character, any creature is welcome.

Rules:
No God Modding.
Adult themes are welcome, but just keep it...not gross. PLEASE!
No killing with out consent.
You may have various characters but type clearly and try not to make it confusing.
Your character may have up to only 3 powers. Of course if you pick Troll (Which look like any other regular person, just with untamed hair and hate shoes.) Then one of your powers must be an element : Water, fire, wind, etc.
All OOC talking should be in color, your choice on the color, just make sure we can read it. I tend to like Purple :)

Character Sheet:

Name:
Species:
Gender:
Age:
Physical appearance:
Personality:
If they carry weapons:
Power:
History:

Here is my Character

Name: Molly Carson
Species:Vampire
Gender: Female
Age: 23. Alive 203 years
Physical Appearance: Short, about 5 ft. Blond hair, that is curly and breast length. Big blue eyes and a dancer frame. She tends to always wear something black and has her family crest as a bracelet.
Personality: Flirty and sarcastic. Loves to Dance, shes quite good at it and loves music. Never kills when she drinks. And doesn't like the Idea of turning someone either. (She was turned against her will.)
Weapons: no weapons. Although she's a great fighter. Had 203 years to practice!
Powers: Read minds, Persuasion, and can inflict pain, mentally and physically to another's body.
History: You can find out during the Role Play. :)

[CrownTheEmpire]

Name|
Aiden Rizoki

Species|
Daemon

Gender|
Male

Age|
He lost count, although he looks like a dashing 19 year old.

Physical appearance|
Aiden stands at a tall 6’5”, towering over most that come close to him. His build is lithe, agile and very much cat or even snake-like when he walks about. Aiden isn’t pale per say, his skin is actually rather fair. Inky black hair falls into his crimson eyes, ending just at the nape of his neck. It has a messy fashion to it, more of a ‘Rolled out of bed’ look, although it is purposely so. When Aiden smiles, it’s more of a half smile than anything, one that seems to say “I know your secrets”. He has a shrewd self assurance that seems to follow him everywhere. At all times, Aiden wears a silver chain around his right wrist. On the same wrist there is a pentagram tattoo. Clothes tend to be dark colors, t-shirts and jeans- be it skinny, regular, dark wash, ect.- and he ALWAYS wears converses.
One thing odd about Aiden is his teeth; the canines are a little bit longer than the average human, but not Vampire long.

Personality|
Aiden is a very mischievous fellow. He is the one that another could see sly around. He is rather cunning and witty. Trickery seems to be a second language to him. He doesn’t take much seriously, and has temperament issues. Aiden can act like a five-year-old and then soon an eighty year old, when he doesn’t get what he wants he will throw raged tantrums, yelling and even attacking those who disagree with him, and at other times he can have a respectable discussion.

weapons|
A black handled Scythe and twin daggers. Both daggers have black handles; both blades are a silver color. The only difference is the color of the swirls that curl around the blade. One of the blades has red swirls, while the other has black.

Power|
Shadows- The ability to take darkness and form it into certain things, he tends to use these to make little minions that do his dirty work or whenever he wants to cause mayhem.
Persuasion- The ability to persuade someone into doing whatever he wants them to do. For all the person cares, they would jump in front of a bus for him. Rarely used.
Fire- The ability to manifest fire out of thin air, as long as he is around oxygen he can create fire.

History|
I doubt I am that interesting, tell me about yourself, darling.

[Ἐνυώ]

Molly didn't like the feeling of her shirt today. The black long sleeve just felt to tight and uncomfortable. Picking off lint she headed to the Black Rose bar in the Tunnels. Bruce should be on shift tonight and she hope not a lot of people where there this evening. She just wanted Bruce to spend time with her talking. They haven't spent a lot of time together and she was starting to feel lonely. She skirted a wide berth around Tilieth, the small Hobgoblin that had her own little table set up to sell anything shiny. It's not that she didn't like the small creatures, It's just that they tend to smell and have a horrible attitude.

She past several people she knew in the tunnels and mumbled her hellos as she bit her thumb nail. With out looking up she stepped into the door way of the Black rose, bumping into some ones chest. She looked up, then looked up again at the massive guy who stood in her way. "Sorry." She mumbled and tried to squeeze past him but he completely blocked the entrance. It's like the dude was deliberately stood in her way. "Dude move."

[CrownTheEmpire]

Aiden leaned against the door frame of The Black Rosé, listening to the hushed chatter that came from inside. Not that many were in the bar, which in his opinion was odd. To him, most others would drink their heart out, acting like complete idiots or even aggressive towards others when they were in their drunken state. Aiden felt someone hit his chest and he looked down to see a petite girl.

"Dude, move." Aiden laughed at the girl's blunt command, a wry smile sliding onto his face.

"No please?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he stepped out of the way. Something about the girl was quite amusing, but Aiden didn't know what

[Ἐνυώ]

Molly stood with her arms folded over her shoulders. "why should I say please? You stood in my way." She just wanted to see Bruce. She didn't have the time nor want to play manners. As he moved out of the way, she rushed past him and plucked a spot at the bar. She was relieved that it was a slow day at the Rose. Her lips curved into a smile when she saw Bruce. He stood on the other side of the bar talking to Fae as he polished of the last bottle of whiskey into her small cup. Her petal like wings fluttered as she laughed at something Bruce said to her.

Molly whistled and grabbed his attention. He sauntered over to her and pulled out a small wine cooler. "No, not today." Molly said and shook her head. "What to talk about the Goven." She said and proped her elbows up and let her chin settle on her hand.

"And here I was all excited you wanted to talk to me. But noo, you just want to talk business." Bruce said and rolled his hands around in the air. "Anyway, there isn't much to tell."

Molly scrunched up her nose but asked, "Why did the Govens join? What made them hook up together." She was being serious but Bruce laughed. "Nice choice in words there. Nobody 'hooked up'. They sighed some weird forum to join the species together." He shrugged and finished saying, "It's all about power."

[Leon Redfield]

Name: Alex but everyone just calls him Undertaker
Species: Grim Reaper
Gender: Male
Age: .....21?
Physical appearance: He wears a black robe with a gray scarf that goes diagonally across his chest and wraps around his wast plus a top hat with a long cloth coming off the top, he has a scar that runs diagonally across his face and really long silver hair with his bangs in his amber eyes.
Personality: He doesn't seem to have a care in the world with his Happy-Go-Lucky attitude and talks about death and murder like it was nothing to worry about, like the weather. He's also the most insane lunatic anyone can meet.
weapon: He wields a scythe that is two sided on the bone like staff its on, one blade on top that faces one way and one at the bottom facing the opposite way, he chained it to his left wrist which was painful at first but the he got used to it.
Power: Can get inside others head to mess with them, or in other words he has telepathy, he can open holes in the ground to bury people ether dead or alive, and he can travel via black smoke that only appears where he wants it to.
History: Well, well aren't you the nosy one? Sorry out of luck......And wine HEHEHE.

[Leon Redfield]

Undertaker was at the bar drinking to his hearts content, which usually means drunk to all hell, "Oi, Tender one more ova here." his ever-present smile grew at the thought of more wine, it made him chuckle when he saw the people nearest to him leave for there own health, "Come on mate I need more!" he laugh do to his drunkenness nothing could ruin his mood as the bartender walked up and served him a another glass of wine, and from what he could smell it was the weak stuff, "Thank you Tender." he said as the bar tender walked back to his conversation with a young women, "1000 bottles of wine on the wall, 1000 bottles of wine! Take one down pass it around 999 bottles of wine on the wall!" he sang out as loud as he could as he drank his wine.