LetterA

Nightmares

Bunnita said
TamTam some others that are 17 could be classmates?

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LetterA said
Argo Shepherd; Eighteen

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CondorTalon said
[Nathan Kim]

♥（ﾉ´∀`）

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

Drina Merikano

"Yes, I know I'm just an outcast, I shouldn't speak to You.
Still, I see Your face and wonder- Were You once an outcast too?"

D R I N A . T H E . D A R I N G
Clothing usually worn:
When traveling, Drina typically dresses in the same three too-large shirts and a pair of shorts. When it gets cold he typically throws on a pair of pants instead, but otherwise, that's his basic attire. He dresses nicer when walking around town, like wearing shoes, and wearing shirts that fit.

Anything different from appearance than what is seen above:
Drina has several scars on his back, small ones that seem as though made from fingernails. He also had a birthmark on the right side of his hip that looks like a burn. His hands are quite a mess as well, and are often covered in bandages considering they're more often burnt than they are healed.

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Name:
Djorji "Drina" Merikano

Title:
Drina the Daring

Gender:
Male

Age:
Twenty-four

Country of Origin:
Born in a caravan in the borders of Romania

Race:
Witch

Siphon:
Dipping His Hands in Boiling Water

Magic:
Drina's magic revolves around healing, which is ironic given the scars on his body. From spiritual healing involving a trauma to fixing a broken arm, Drina can fix it. He specializes in mixing his magic with the food, which is why his meals are quite the treat, but is also able to perform direct healing.

Skills:
+Cooking
+Animal Interaction
+Gymnastics
+He plays a mean guitar

Personality:
+Cheerful
+Sexual
+Needy
+Loud
+Surprisingly Religious

History:

Caravan Duties:
Caravan Cook; Part-time Bed Buddy

Theme song:

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Loves:
+Thrills
+Adrenaline Rushes
+Sex
+Food

Likes:
+Rain
+People Easy to Talk to
+Warm Drinks
+Alcohol

Dislikes:
+Shitty Food
+Shitty Sex
+Bad Pain

Hates:
+Being Left Alone
+Clergy's God

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A Witch in Salem!: Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

woah dang this looks neato

The Demon Hunters' Academy

ooh, nice,, accepted

Nightmares

Spawnling said
Also, three people have given up their voice, I expect interactions with you in the NIghtmares are going to be rather limited or unique.

ヽ（゜ロ゜；）ノ

(￣□￣;)!!

Nightmares

Bunnita said
K. Spawnling, I edited muh charrie sheet... dun worry... no bunnies in there no more... xDDDD And if accepted, FVGT and LetterA, yush, she will be tormented... sads... muh poor, pooor, pooooooor, TamTams!!! U,u!

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The Demon Hunters' Academy

Yeah sure, Inni and Sam, your characters are accepted.

A Town on the Edge of Nowhere

Parker was absorbed in finishing her meal, the creamy whiteness of her milk was replaced with flecks of cereal here and there. Just as she was about to take the bowl and put it to her lips, she heard the last few words of her seatmate- "...doing here? In this town, I mean." Dark brown lashes flickered as her eyes looked to the male she'd chosen to sit with, saying nothing as she continued to drink.

What was the typical response to a question like that? Then again, Parker thought behind gulps of milk, she wasn't even sure if the guy really talked to her. Inwardly, she cursed herself for not bringing her meds with her, swearing to take her daily dose as soon as she went back up. She also cursed herself out for choosing to sit next to someone in the first place. She knew she was anything but a conversationalist, so why would she put herself in such a situation? Honestly it was enough for her to smack herself.

Resting the bowl on the table with a light clatter, Parker licked her lips as she thought of a reply. Something not to obvious, something that would seem like a nice conversation starter. That way, if she /had/ been hearing voices earlier, at least if she replied it would seem as though she was merely trying to engage in conversation. And being awkwardly friendly was always much more preferable than looking like a loon, in Parker's opinion.

Dipping a hand into her bowl of fruits, her slender and slightly tan fingers plucked at a cantaloupe cube. "This place seems nice," she replied after five seconds of deliberation in her head, placin the fruit in her mouth. That should have been a decent enough response, she inwardly approved, besides, even if the guy really was talking to her, it's not like she was going to spill her life story right there. It was tactless. And probably impolite.

"What are you doing here?" asked Parker as she used her free hand to tuck a stray strand of brunette behind her ear, sounding as though she were starting another conversation rather than continuing another one. Squeezing a grape behind a closed mouth, Parker swallowed and continued, softly, "In this town, I mean?"

a dumb demon killers school rp

relevant

uhm im not sayin u can join but feel free to turn in a character sheet

sory it took so long for me to get the ooc up,, there be storms here and the internet disappeared
it was awful

The Demon Hunters' Academy

Ixion Farbrigth

"It's not like I asked to be punched in the face."

I X I O N . "F A R . F R O M . B R I G H T"
Name: Ixion Farbrigth

Age: Seventeen

Race: Human

Height; Weight: 5'7; 162lbs

Primary: Archer

Secondary: Knight

Strengths: +Cheerfully Sarcastic
+Creative
+Curious
+Experimental
+ Stubborn
+Energetic
+Kind

Weaknesses: -Stubborn
-Experimental
-Curious
-Sarcastically Cheerful
-An Idiot
-Dogs
-Asparagus
-The Idea of Being a Leader

Physical Capabilities: Ixion is pretty decent when it comes to his body given he works out any time he feels like working out. That said, while he is an exceptional runner- both in distance and in stamina, he is rather shit at anything involving close combat. Able to run or swim a decent amount, it seems as though Ixion can almost do anything that involves an above average stamina. That said, it is not unknown of him to run- like full on run- four or so laps at the school's track as a warm up, and though his backstroke seems to be as bad as his sword handling, he /has/ passed life guard training so that has to count for something. While these may be exceptional feats of strength, Ixion isn't necessarily super when it comes to weight lifting, the only heavy thing he seems to be able to handle being his weapon. It is curious, considering his exceptional treading abilities, that Ixion can't even manage to carry a box full of books without complaining about the weight. Curious indeed.

Background Info: (can be as long or short as you want- basic info on your characters backstory. woohee)

Other: Originally from Class C, and was supposed to go to the field trip mainly due to luck- in other words, they had a lottery and he somehow won.

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A R C H E R . D E T A I L S

Type: Archer
Weapon: Lady Whiplash; A large crossbow not unlike this, which equips to the hand and shields the upper arm. It is a paler, more metallic shade of blue, however and rather than the silver designs, thick black sutras surround the weapon.
Weapon Abilities: It can retract for normal carrying, so Ixion doesn't have to put it away if he doesn't want to, and can just carry it around like some weird robotic arm. That and... Well, it's a family heirloom so Ixion could do the thing if he wanted to, but well, isn't really fit(given his dumb) to do the thing right now? Basically Lady Whiplash is a primarily Exorcist weapon, and you're supposed to chant the written sutras as well as aim for the head of a specific demon to exorcise it. Ixion isn't really too good at reading sutras (or reading in general, however), and uses is basically just as a normal crossbow.
Accuracy: 7/100
Precision: 48/100

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K N I G H T . D E T A I L S

Type: Shield
Weapon: No name, and his shield is an old wristband he's worn for a year now.
Weapon Abilities: No cool shit.
Fighting Type: His shield, when activated, protects only a small area, and so is only able to protect himself. Or, rather, his wrist.

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S O U L . W E A P O N

Effect: Ixion's soul allows him to use anything at hand as a shield. So far, he can't handle anything bigger than a bracelet and has taken to using the carnival wristband he's kept on for a while. His soul coats the wristband in order to make it sort of invincible, the thin material able to withstand even a mighty blade.
Endurance: He'd be lucky to last anywhere near three minutes.

Angel Avlon

"Okay, so maybe I threw the first punch. Whatever."

A N G E L ; T H E . M E S S E N G E R . O F . G O D

Name: Gabriel "Angel" Avlon

Age: Twelve

Race: Human

Height; Weight: 5'0; 99lbs

Primary: Knight

Secondary: Tamer

Strengths: +Thick Skinned
+Honest
+Blunt
+Stubborn
+Excitable
+Loyal
+Trusting

Weaknesses: -Easily Angered
-Young
-Trusting
-Stubborn
-Fears the Dark
-And Heights

Physical Capabilities: Easily capable of running like a solid half a lap. No, not even- like, maybe a quarter if he slow jogs it out in the beginning. With the stamina of a tranquilized mattress, Angel has trouble doing a lot of the physical deeds. It's not a rare occurrence that he has trouble opening a door and walking through it at the same time- okay, maybe that was an exaggeration, but Angel really does sometimes have trouble opening doors. The only thing the boy seems to be really good at is holding his breath- with a record of two minutes and six seconds, if you were wondering.

Background Info: (can be as long or short as you want- basic info on your characters backstory. woohee)

Other: To the surprise of many, was just promoted to Rank A before once more being demoted due to a fight.
Is taken by everyone as pretty okay despite wearing skirts more often than pants.

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K N I G H T . D E T A I L S

Type: Sword

Weapon: Maria; a stringless electric violin. The strings that do appear are a light blue hue.

Weapon Abilities: Upon reciting the Hail Mary, strings appear on the violin. Angel's playing summons notes that literally stab at the opposing demons. Only works as far as the demons can hear the music, which is why he's a Knight as opposed to an Archer.

Fighting Type: Angel's motto is- the one to strike first has the best chance. Plus he's an overexcited twelve-year-old, so.

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T A M E R . D E T A I L S

Type: Classic

Detail: Typically summons large, easily controllable demons that move fast. Usually used for transportation, so.

Summoning Capabilities: He can summon up to five if he wanted, but why the fuck would you need five rides.

Tool(s): He usually makes a bunch of copies on his own, and only carries the finished 1:1 slips of paper with the circles on them.

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S O U L . W E A P O N

Effect: Turns the bow part of Maria into a rapier like blade, his hand covered in the same light blue hue his strings were. By gripping the middle part of his now stringless violin, it turns into a slightly more indestructible violin, which can also be referred to as a shield.

Endurance: Twenty minutes if he stays unscathed.