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Game of Heaven: Where Gods work at McDonald's

@shamrocknroll
It's a WIP but when do we get to see your CS?

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~ Details ~

Name:
Age: 28
Birthday:
Nationality: Sudbury, Ontario, Canada
Ethnicity: Canadian
Birthplace:
Current Residence:
Gender: Male
Education: Highschool
Mortal Job: Bartender
Pantheon: Booze, Brawls and inhibitions.

~ Description ~

Height: 183cm / 6'0"
Weight:
Build:
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blonde
Skin Tone:
Distinguishable features:
Personal Style:

~ Psychology ~

Trait x 4
Sexuality:
Relationship status: Always somewhere between the next and the last.
Personality:
Habits: Going to excess, procrastinating.
Hobbies: Working on motorbikes, Brewing alcohol.

Fears:
Commitment
Drowning
Alligators

Likes:

• Booze
• Babes
• Bikes
• Brawls
• Betting
• Kittens

Dislikes:

• Commitment
• Academics
• Rules/Laws
• Confined places
• Pineapple on pizza

bio:

Family:

Game of Heaven: Where Gods work at McDonald's

Now I need a god of opposites to balance out all the poor plebs.

Do we have to enjoy the things we govern?

Game of Heaven: Where Gods work at McDonald's

@shamrocknroll

Thinking God of booze and brawls ;)
He sounds like a fun guy right.
Maybe also inhibition.

Game of Heaven: Where Gods work at McDonald's

XD

Sounds like a lot of fun!
Hmm now to decide on only 3 pantheons.

Oh, deffinatly interested btw.

Ecetopia: Rzail: Karnorouri’s Pillar

Grace is not something Arex could recall seeing or experiencing much of since his sudden abandonment on this forsaken sand trap, but his landing, by far, was the least graceful thing of all his horrid experiences so far.
Literally slung-shot into the sky, the breath was stripped from his lungs as his flesh and face were sandblasted by the cruel gritty air. The unforgiving ground caught up with him much faster than his stomach or momentum could. On top of it all, somewhere along the trip his new friend had abandoned him too.

Plummeting heavily into the ground a dark plume of sand erupted from his shallow crater. Dazed and confused he was oblivious to the dangers that surrounded him.
He ached all over and could swear he undoubtedly heard the sharp sound of bones cracking and dislocating. At the very least his flesh and muscle would be badly bruised. Thankfully he didn't have too much of either. Beneath the dull throbbing there was a quiet chattering stirring from beneath his heavy frame. There was deffinatly something harder than just sand here where he lay. It felt like jagged or lumpy rocks. Rocks that wriggled and squirmed beneath his weight. Reaching up and clawing at him with long boney fingers. Jaws rattling, teeth slammming agains teeth as the dead snapped at him.

It was overwhelming, he was swimming in a sea of dead. Looming over him in the near distance a shadow was cast across his path as an image stood out from the sands unmissable and proud. "Not this fucking place again" he groans before letting out a loud desperate and deep roar of rage.

A Tale of Seven Children

Jeez, so many people listing a lot of likes and dislikes right off the bat. That surprises me.

@Mistiel

Why so?

A Tale of Seven Children

Think I'm done... That took a while.

The librarian

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~ Physical Profile ~

Name: Drayson Alestal _{~Fey Dragon Son - Angel Soul~}
Physical Age: 19
True Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human (Maybe with a little something else.)
Subspecies: -
Description: As per picture.

~ Psychological Profile ~

Likes:

• Books
• Silence
• Puzzles
• Technology
• Religion
• Personal space
• Patterns

Dislikes:

• The Ocean
• Tight spaces
• Big crowds
• Loud people
• Violence
• Arrogance
• Bullies
• Chaos
• Reoccurring Nightmares

Strengths:

He is fast on his feet, sharp minded and witty. He has exceptional reflexes and a world full of knowledge stored in his head. Patient, methodical and good at tinkering or creating. Being no one special he has mastered the art of going unnoticed and pretending to be someone else. He is a savage poker player.

Fears:

• Drowning. Fuck the ocean!
• Claustrophobia
• Dying alone
• The end of the world
• Losing faith

Flaws:

• Socially awkward
• Non combat trained
• Mild anxiety
• Slightly OCD

Hobbies:

• Reading & studying
• Sorting things
• Puzzles
• Agriculture / gardening.

Secrets?: Nope, there is nothing to read here. No sir-ee _{For unknown reasons his true heritage has been suppressed and hidden from even his own memory. While it has left some blank holes and confusion in his past, it has allowed him to infiltrate the WDL. He should look something like this.}
Affiliation:
Moral Alignment: Lawful good

~ Combat Profile ~

Major Abilities: More of a ritual Mage he gathers power from careful preparation and immaculate detail. His Faith in the greater good is far stronger than the faith in himself. Raw fearless desperation, determination and desire make up for what he lacks in experience and training.
+ Demonic magic - Demonic pacts
+ Summoning magic - Demon summoning
+ Wards magic - Defensive and traps.

Minor Abilities:
-Information gatherer

With a sharp eye for detail, highly tuned senses, an insatiable curiosity and an impeccable memory, he is a walking library.

-Low maintenance

He doesn't eat much, sleep much or drink much. But he seems to be doing just fine regardless.

-The sixth sense

His body is attuned to the energies of magic. He sees the residue of magic since past were others see only nothing. He can feel the density and strength of a shield that otherwise shows no signs. He feels the aura and intention of powerful creatures and the density and pressure of great items. Sometimes it's a strange vision or an odd whispering sound. Maybe just a gut feeling or haunting tingle along his skin.

Special Ability: Friends in low places.

For reasons unknown he has the attention of a powerful dark entity. It sort of watches over him and speaks to him.
Not so much his ability, or even a good idea, ever. But, he can, if necessary, do it. Temporarily surrender his body to some dark spirit.
To whom or what happens after, he doesn't know. This is unlike a failed possession and leaves no lingering ill effects.

Possessed

Boundary:

Equipment:

• Cloak and gun
• Retractible Chain daggers
• Books and alchemical ingredients.

Minor Skills:

• Linguistics
• Negotiation & bluffing
• Sense motive
• Electronics
• Alchemy
• Medicine
• Knowledge runes
• Subterfuge

~ Statistics ~

Willpower: B
Faith: C
Mana Capacity: D
Magickal Proficiency: D
Physical Competence: D

~ Faction Profile ~

Faction: WDL _{Mirage Orchestra.}
Rank: Subordinate _Operative
Class: Librarian _Infiltrator.
Title: Book keeper _Spy
Loyalty Level: 8 ₁₀

~ Miscellaneous ~

Biography/History:
For many years the term 'parents' was a foreign concept to the young orphan. Raised in a strict school, even now he doesn't realise how unusual and unorthodox it and it's practices actually were. As the smallest and youngest he often caught the disgruntled brunt of the older children and never really understood why. They bullied him a lot making him feel weak and helpless as he was tortured for their amusement. Eventually he graduated and couldn't be anymore eager to get away from that horrid place. He found a more caring family environment but wasn't adopted by the standard parent figures instead more of a cult community.
Finally though he found people who cared. Here, they were happy to teach him all they knew, and it is where and how he developed his deep love of reading and learning.
Following that passion as he grew he took his skills to the WLD were he found a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Other: Bit of a wimp, easily scared, low confidence.

Dark lights character archive

A Tale of Seven Children

The quiet librarian

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~ Physical Profile ~

Name: Drayson Alestal _{~Fey Dragon Son - Angel Soul~}
Physical Age: 19
True Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human (Maybe with a little something else.)
Subspecies: -
Description: As per picture.

~ Psychological Profile ~

Likes:

• Books
• Silence
• Puzzles
• Technology
• Religion
• Personal space
• Patterns

Dislikes:

• The Ocean
• Tight spaces
• Big crowds
• Loud people
• Violence
• Arrogance
• Bullies
• Chaos
• Reoccurring Nightmares

Strengths:

He is fast on his feet, sharp minded and witty. He has exceptional reflexes and a world full of knowledge stored in his head. Patient, methodical and good at tinkering or creating. Being no one special he has mastered the art of going unnoticed and pretending to be someone else. He is a savage poker player.

Fears:

• Drowning. Fuck the ocean!
• Claustrophobia
• Dying alone
• The end of the world
• Losing faith

Flaws:

• Socially awkward
• Non combat trained
• Mild anxiety
• Slightly OCD

Hobbies:

• Reading & studying
• Sorting things
• Puzzles
• Agriculture / gardening.

Secrets?: Nope, there is nothing to read here. No sir-ee _{For unknown reasons his true heritage has been suppressed and hidden from even his own memory. While it has left some blank holes and confusion in his past, it has allowed him to infiltrate the WDL. He should look something like this.}
Affiliation:
Moral Alignment: Lawful good

~ Combat Profile ~

Major Abilities: More of a ritual Mage he gathers power from careful preparation and immaculate detail. His Faith in the greater good is far stronger than the faith in himself. Raw fearless desperation, determination and desire make up for what he lacks in experience and training.
+ Demonic magic - Demonic pacts
+ Summoning magic - Demon summoning
+ Wards magic - Defensive and traps.

Minor Abilities:
-Information gatherer

With a sharp eye for detail, highly tuned senses, an insatiable curiosity and an impeccable memory, he is a walking library.

-Low maintenance

He doesn't eat much, sleep much or drink much. But he seems to be doing just fine regardless.

-The sixth sense

His body is attuned to the energies of magic. He sees the residue of magic since past were others see only nothing. He can feel the density and strength of a shield that otherwise shows no signs. He feels the aura and intention of powerful creatures and the density and pressure of great items. Sometimes it's a strange vision or an odd whispering sound. Maybe just a gut feeling or haunting tingle along his skin.

Special Ability: Friends in low places.

For reasons unknown he has the attention of a powerful dark entity. It sort of watches over him and speaks to him.
Not so much his ability, or even a good idea, ever. But, he can, if necessary, do it. Temporarily surrender his body to some dark spirit.
To whom or what happens after, he doesn't know. This is unlike a failed possession and leaves no lingering ill effects.

Possessed

Boundary:

Equipment:

• Cloak and gun
• Retractible Chain daggers
• Books and alchemical ingredients.

Minor Skills:

• Linguistics
• Negotiation & bluffing
• Sense motive
• Electronics
• Alchemy
• Medicine
• Knowledge runes
• Subterfuge

~ Statistics ~

Willpower: B
Faith: C
Mana Capacity: D
Magickal Proficiency: D
Physical Competence: D

~ Faction Profile ~

Faction: WDL _{Mirage Orchestra.}
Rank: Subordinate _Operative
Class: Librarian _Infiltrator.
Title: Book keeper _Spy
Loyalty Level: 8 ₁₀

~ Miscellaneous ~

Biography/History:
For many years the term 'parents' was a foreign concept to the young orphan. Raised in a strict school, even now he doesn't realise how unusual and unorthodox it and it's practices actually were. As the smallest and youngest he often caught the disgruntled brunt of the older children and never really understood why. They bullied him a lot making him feel weak and helpless as he was tortured for their amusement. Eventually he graduated and couldn't be anymore eager to get away from that horrid place. He found a more caring family environment but wasn't adopted by the standard parent figures instead more of a cult community.
Finally though he found people who cared. Here, they were happy to teach him all they knew, and it is where and how he developed his deep love of reading and learning.
Following that passion as he grew he took his skills to the WLD were he found a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Other: Bit of a wimp, easily scared, low confidence.

Bloodrose Irregulars - After The Fall

Xia hopped across the rooftops, light and soft on her feet, flickering from sight as she passed through the shadows of taller buildings. Every now and then she would pause to release a few arrows from a large bow she had acquired from an Orc. She surveyed the streets below her, helping where she could, but never deviating from her retreat order.
She of all people knew the importance of obedience.

A Tale of Seven Children

@A Lowly Wretch@Kuroakuma

Not complete but can you have a little looksie?

My Hider

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~ Physical Profile ~

Name: Drayson Alestal
Physical Age: 19
True Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Human (Maybe with a little something else.)
Subspecies: -
Description: As per picture.

~ Psychological Profile ~

Likes:

• Books
• Silence
• Puzzles
• Technology
• Religion
• Prayer

Dislikes:

• Ocean
• Tight spaces
• Big crowds
• Loud people
• Violence

Strengths: He is fast on his feet, sharp minded and witty. He has exceptional reflexes and a world full of knowledge stored in his head.
He is patient, methodical and good at tinkering or creating.
Being no one special he has mastered the art of going unnoticed and pretending to be someone else. He is a savage poker player.
Fears:

• Drowning. Fuck the ocean!
• Claustrophobic

Weaknesses:
Hobbies:

• Reading & studying
• Sorting things
• Puzzles
• Agriculture / gardening.

Secrets?: Nope, there is nothing to read here. No sir-ee _{Just that he is a spy who secretly works for and reports back to the Mirage Orchestra. That he has a hint of an ancient rare non-human bloodline running through his veins. His true form has been concealed so he could infiltrate the WDL but he should look like this.}
Affiliation:
Moral Alignment: Lawful good

~ Combat Profile ~

Major Abilities/Demon Deals:
+Plenty of bankers in hell
For a fair handling fee paid in blood or gems the kind denizens of hell have offered to store and hold any item he is willing to pay for. With this service he can make any item seemingly vanish or reappear as he stores it in an extra-dimensional pocket free from any grubby human fingers.
The larger the item the higher the price. However if he is in no rush he can set things in place to lower his fees. A few runes, chants and a magic circle or two usually help.
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Minor Abilities:
-Information gatherer
With a sharp eye for detail, highly tuned senses, an insatiable curiosity and an impeccable memory, he is a walking library.
-Low maintenance
He doesn't eat much, sleep much or drink much. But he seems to be doing just fine regardless.
-The sixth sense
His body is attuned to the energies of magic. He sees the residue of magic since past were others see only nothing. He can feel the density and strength of a shield that otherwise shows no signs. He feels the aura and intention of powerful creatures and the density and pressure of great items. Sometimes it's a strange vision or an odd whispering sound. Maybe just a gut feeling or haunting tingle along his skin.

Special Ability: Body share.
Not so much his ability, or even a good idea, ever. But, he can, if necessary, do it. Surrender his body to some dark spirit.
To whom or what happens after, he doesn't know.

Possessed

Boundary:

Equipment:

• Cloak and gun
• Chain daggers
• Books and alchemical ingredients.

Minor Skills:

• Linguistics
• Negotiation & bluffing
• Hacking
• Electronics
• Alchemy
• Medicine
• Knowledge religion & history

~ Statistics ~

Willpower: D
Faith: D
Mana Capacity: C
Magickal Proficiency: C
Physical Competence: D

~ Faction Profile ~

Faction: WDL
Rank: Subordinate
Class: Librarian
Title: Book keeper
Loyalty Level: 9 (or is it?)

~ Miscellaneous ~

Biography/History: Tragic orphanage tale pending...
Other: Bit of a wimp, easily scared, low confidence.