Eviledd1984

Magic RP (Open to new players)

@Aristocles

Their was a silence before Leonore spoke again, "I will do that, Would you like for me to visit you to tech you fey magic?" She said softly which Smith nodded his head.

Magic RP (Open to new players)

@Aristocles

"Indeed that is why I left...to defend my land,from the invading Dra'con. My heart aches still for the many fey lives we have lost, Many still remember and do not forgive young one" She said speaking in a hushed whisper like their was people listening.

Magic RP (Open to new players)

@Aristocles

"I will come see you...however i do not know if your father or many other dra'con's will accept my presence, Because of the dracon-fey wars some year ago i have..become wary of your people...and because of my involvement many dra'cons want me killed" She said softly the shadow of Leonore moving back into the darkness of the room.

"Is that why you left?" Smith then said looking at the darkness of the room.

The City Of Luce Prima (Supernatural creature RP)

Jedediah Ezechiel Carnby

Name: Jedediah Ezechiel Carnby alas is James Douglas Fisher

Age: Over 327 year old

Race: Half Demon

Appearance Demon form - (No halloween on the clock)

Human form -

Personality

A strange fellow that loves to enjoy life for everything it could give, Talkative and at first seems like a friendly person. A man that has a strange obsession with the occult, black magic and everything to do with the pagan and or rituals of old, A person with a bit of a compulsive personality that could be comparable to the signs of OCD and some signs of ADHD. A man that is hard to please and even harder to deal with, Finally he is a curious fellow that will bombard a person with question or do other things to get what he wants.

History

(A strange diary that was found in a wooden shack in the middle of the woods in Nelsonville Rhode Island)

This is the diary of Jedediah Ezechiel Carnby.

1727, September 17th.

I have found a queer book with many strange incantations and words that seem ancient. I have tried speaking Idaho Amber the local librarian about the markings and what the words could mean, However he could not what the words meant so I searched further for a man who can help me, However if I cannot find a person then I will have to research further on my own.

1727, September 23rd

Nothing on the meaning of the strange words, Looking further into whom could write such queer letters on the page. I had spoken with a few of the scholars in Providence but even they do not know the meaning of the book, However I am determined to figure out the secret of the book now. Of note I have started to have strange dreams. I am in Mr. MacDonald’s pumpkin field with a gruesome looking scarecrow looking down at me.

1727, October 5th

I have made progress with the book, I have spoken with a strange quiet man named Keith, A negro form Kentucky that tells me that he practices the black arts. As much as I am a critic of such nonsense, Never the less I am developed some sort of obsession with the book and I must know the contents. Keith and myself have traveled to New Orleans to speak with another gentlemen named James Cotton, A aristocrat that seems to think the boogeyman is real, Hogwash I thought this Cotton fellow seems like a coward. Always holding a lit candle of sage and throwing salt behind his left shoulder. My nightmare have gotten worse, Now the scarecrow is closer with a face that even haunts me when I am awake. Keith says he could help me ward away these nightmares but I do not thought it will help.

1727, October 14th

Cotton and myself have made preparations for a ritual inside of the book, This Cotton fellow and Keith are dragging me along to graveyards. Of course as a respectable Christian I decline, However my curiosity has gotten the best of me. And if I am going into the dark path then I will go headlong without a soul of light to lead me away, We had gotten what we needed for the ritual and in a few days I will complete this strange and ancient practice. My dreams have gotten more frightening, I am frozen with fear when I see the scarecrow's twisted face. Keith’s efforts are for not and my dreams have gotten worse that I cannot sleep.

1727, October 31th

The ritual has been completed and my nightmares have seemed to dissipated, I along with Keith have translated the book form it’s written language to English. I have hidden the book under the earth near the hallow oak tree near Henry Fitzpatrick's pumpkin field, I will make further diary entries of what I will do next on the matter of Keith and Mr. Cotton. I have been having pleasant dreams and I am planning on visiting my family in Maine. I wonder if father will help my sister Anna Maria with cooking the venison, I miss my family dearly and I hope to see them soon. But something strange and dangerous still larks in the back of my mind, However I should not worry I must do further study of the ritual and other findings.

1737, December 16th

I have killed Cotton and Keith, I had shoot them dead with my pistol. I cannot remember the reasoning for this. But I fear the worst as my mind is feeling distant and clouded, Dear god had we summoned something foul those many years ago. I must speak with Father Clarence about what I must do.

1757, October 31th

A…i killed...again...blood everywhere..my soul is damned...death will come for me...he is apart of me...we cannot escape form his...deathly grasp…

1927, October 31th

Ja’riq nythra va, nalava’ru trajusoth. Ru’kara nyth katra katra.

Samhain YA!
Samhain YA!

Other: Carries with him a claymore sword.

The City Of Luce Prima (Supernatural creature RP)

@RoccanIronclad

Okay mmm then would a half demon be okay? I could sent you the demon sheet and we can work on it, I plan on not making him super powerful.

The City Of Luce Prima (Supernatural creature RP)

Hello are you guys still accepting people, If so then would it be possible to make a demon character in this rp?

Maximum City: The Superhero Sandbox (City Building, Currently Accepting)

Carmine Madison

Appearance (civilian):
Appearance (costume):

Name: Carmine Madison

Quote: “You cannot escape my justice”

Alias: Samhain

Age: 57

Gender: Male

Occupation: Artist/Writer

Abilities: Carmine has the ability to change his face and body when he has biological material form the person, The transformation is quick but there is a few drawbacks to his powers. As well he has the ability to turn invisible but that also has it’s drawbacks.

Weaknesses: Some of his weakness include that the transformation takes about 5 mins and that he reverts back in 50 mins when he first transform, When he transform he does not change clothes so he will need to find clothing if he is being chased while transforming. As for his secondary ability he can only crouch to become invisible, And also he could be seen from certain angles of light.

Equipment: Equipped with a two silenced M911A1 pistols, And a silenced M21 Sniper with a 16x rifle scope.

Bio: Born in Little Asia living with his mother who worked as a prostitute, As a young boy he was forced to watch his mother having sex with other men. As he was growing up he would be beaten by his mother and the client she would be having sex with, Running away form home a lot roaming the streets and getting into fights and drinking alcohol at a young age. When he was old enough he joined the Vietnam war where he killed many including some of his own men when they committed acts of horrible crime.

When he came back from the war he was later arrested for killing US military personal, And given the choose of life in prison or be apart of a scientific experiment and will be let free. Unfortunately for the next four years it was hell for Carmine, He was subjected to many hellish experiments that eventually gained him his powers.

Afterwards he was released and lived with his mother, Unfortunately for her she was still a prostitute and now working for a powerful pimp named “Big Bear”. Carmine killed his mother and with new found powers killed the pimp named “Big Bear”. During his civilian life he works as a free lance artist and a writer for the local paper, As a superhero he is murdering criminals without any mercy.

Relationships: None at the moment.

Magic RP (Open to new players)

@Aristocles

"Well their could be a compromise of some sort, Although if we are going that route I have many books and scrolls for you to read. As well I will need to teach him personally for two days per week" Leonore said. Smith was nodding his head wondering how long that would take, This all seemed so difficult and annoying.

Magic RP (Open to new players)

@Aristocles

"I guess...how long will the training take?" He asked his mother while the young man was trying to relax in his chair, However he felt a sharp pain in his back making him stand still as wood. "The training could take thirteen human years or so depending on different factors, The fastest anyone has done the train was four years but...only a Fa'twa could do such a thing and they do not come into the earth for many decades" Leonore said softly moving close so now the two could only see her shadow and the figure of her shadow.

Magic RP (Open to new players)

@Aristocles

"I told him to touch that flower, And try to help that flower grow" Leonore said her voice sounding closer then before, "Your power at the moments is spare but i want to help your power grow...but only if you need it. If not then you may leave at your leisure" She said with a hint of sadness in her voice.

Smith removed his hand from the flower placing his hands into his lap, Thinking for a moment on what he would do.