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I hope this guy is okay, I reused the old Demon that I like to use to have ownership of souls, but changed the guy. Hope this is okay Sora
Name: "Smiling" Nick Pleasant
Age: 17
Appearance:
Species: Human, well as human as you can be after being tossed into the ass end of hell for eleven years
Weapons: Na'at: a silver thorn branch of a particular tree that grows in hell that looks roughly like it and it's branches are made from a hybrid of a rose bush and barbed wire. At it's smallest it is 5 centimeters and 3 meters at it's longest, taking as little as half a second. It is most commonly used as a spear, but can be made flexible like a whip. It is fulled by the users blood. More blood in, the longer it gets, absorb the blood back, gets shorter.
Abilities: Nick is a living embodiment of "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger". If Nick is stabbed in the stomach the resulting scar tissue will be stab resistant, if he's burnt the burnt parts are flame resistant. The more he is damaged in a way, the more resistant he is to it i.e. if shot with a lot of bullets over an extended period of time, the less damage it will do and the quicker he can recover from it. Not immune, but ignore-able. A bullet will still get into his chest and hurt enough to make him pass out, but it would be just as useful as shooting a pile of jelly. Surgery would be needed to remove said bullets, and as long as they are in there it would feel like a crazy chef with a cheese-grater was working on the inside of his chest, but he could go about day to day life.
Relationship Status: Single
Background: Nick was six when he was used as a trade to a summoned demon. Something to get Mum's soul back according to Dad, although it could have simply been an excuse to kill Nick, he'd shot Nick twice after all. Well unlike how most of these stories go, the ritual was a success. Mum got her soul and Nick became the ownership of a demon known as Tall Man.
Tall Man was rather kind as far as demons went, he made sure Nick didn't die and taught him more about etiquette and manners than his father or mother ever did, though they did tend to be rather out of place in hell, even gave him a special diet of hellish meats that increased his durability to survive in the world he had been tossed into. Nick's manners are what earned him the nickname "Smiling" as he always grinned and had perfect manners, even when he was shredding hell-spawn with a branch of demonic tree or being shredded by said hell-spawn.
Other: a side effect of Nick's hell diet made his blue irises seem as if they were crushed stained glass, a bit jagged around the edges and sparkled in the right light. Hums "This is Halloween" when bored
Name: "Smiling" Nick Pleasant
Age: 17
Appearance:
Species: Human, well as human as you can be after being tossed into the ass end of hell for eleven years
Weapons: Na'at: a silver thorn branch of a particular tree that grows in hell that looks roughly like it and it's branches are made from a hybrid of a rose bush and barbed wire. At it's smallest it is 5 centimeters and 3 meters at it's longest, taking as little as half a second. It is most commonly used as a spear, but can be made flexible like a whip. It is fulled by the users blood. More blood in, the longer it gets, absorb the blood back, gets shorter.
Abilities: Nick is a living embodiment of "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger". If Nick is stabbed in the stomach the resulting scar tissue will be stab resistant, if he's burnt the burnt parts are flame resistant. The more he is damaged in a way, the more resistant he is to it i.e. if shot with a lot of bullets over an extended period of time, the less damage it will do and the quicker he can recover from it. Not immune, but ignore-able. A bullet will still get into his chest and hurt enough to make him pass out, but it would be just as useful as shooting a pile of jelly. Surgery would be needed to remove said bullets, and as long as they are in there it would feel like a crazy chef with a cheese-grater was working on the inside of his chest, but he could go about day to day life.
Relationship Status: Single
Background: Nick was six when he was used as a trade to a summoned demon. Something to get Mum's soul back according to Dad, although it could have simply been an excuse to kill Nick, he'd shot Nick twice after all. Well unlike how most of these stories go, the ritual was a success. Mum got her soul and Nick became the ownership of a demon known as Tall Man.
Tall Man was rather kind as far as demons went, he made sure Nick didn't die and taught him more about etiquette and manners than his father or mother ever did, though they did tend to be rather out of place in hell, even gave him a special diet of hellish meats that increased his durability to survive in the world he had been tossed into. Nick's manners are what earned him the nickname "Smiling" as he always grinned and had perfect manners, even when he was shredding hell-spawn with a branch of demonic tree or being shredded by said hell-spawn.
Other: a side effect of Nick's hell diet made his blue irises seem as if they were crushed stained glass, a bit jagged around the edges and sparkled in the right light. Hums "This is Halloween" when bored
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I think he might have been a Russell, but it's been a while and I'm not sure. Sorry
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Were you able to retrieve any more of the old characters?
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Sure! That would save me a lot of time. Thanks :)
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I remember this! Although it looks like the ethereal gunslinger that could summon hellfire couldn't be saved :( Oh well, I'll try put up a CS tomorrow if you'll have me
I've got an idea for a character, but not sure how well he would fit in. I am literally about to go to sleep so I'll keep it brief and bullet-pointy before I spend too much time on a character doomed to fail! :)
Primary occupation: Tailor of fine suits and stunning dresses, occasional styler of hair.
Secondary: Acts as a mob interrogator using his tailor's shears to cut to the heart of the matter. And who doesn't talk to their barber?
Also ugly.
If something like this can fly, let me know!
Primary occupation: Tailor of fine suits and stunning dresses, occasional styler of hair.
Secondary: Acts as a mob interrogator using his tailor's shears to cut to the heart of the matter. And who doesn't talk to their barber?
Also ugly.
If something like this can fly, let me know!
Life trapped me in a conversation and I simply couldn't leave politely until just recently. Posted!
As Aloysius sat back down he could feel the Rosy Tint fading fast. His chest felt heavier and the his eyes were almost completely rid of the pink. Flopping heavily into his seat Al let himself get readjusted to normality. Rosy Tint was a bit like a really rich chocolate, if you have too much at once you feel sick, so Al was always careful to not use it too often. Now comfortable as he could hope Al noticed that Miss September's hair had changed, but didn't really care. The magical world had so many different ways to change ones hair that it scarcely was a blip on the radar, but the fact that her eyes changed in conjunction made him take some notice. If she had taken a potion it would have been fine, his eyes went pink while on Rosy Tint after all, but nothing of the sort had been taken... unless she had taken a potion that had worn off satisfying his curiosity, although barely, Al made a note of Miss September's change in the back of his mind and started gazing into empty space with his now blue eyes.
"Um... Hi?" rousing from his doze, Aloysius looked over to the sound source and noticed another young lady had come to join the compartment, Al glanced around and saw that it was getting quite crowded Well, I better make room give her my seat, that's what Mum would tell me to do, but Dad would say it's insulting to simply give something in a way that be considered pity... what should I do?! while his thoughts raged, Al kept a neutral face, perking up when he talked "Hi! I'm Aloysius, could you do me a favor and look after this spot? I better change I suppose. Here" putting his pouch of lollies in the lady's hand "help yourself to these, I'll be back in a while!" With a smile and a wave Aloysius took off to go change with no intention of reclaiming his seat and a legitimate spring in his step, no Rosy Tint required! YES! I managed to offer my seat to the young lady (I even paid her!) and since by taking my seat she's doing me a favor Dad would be proud!
"Um... Hi?" rousing from his doze, Aloysius looked over to the sound source and noticed another young lady had come to join the compartment, Al glanced around and saw that it was getting quite crowded Well, I better make room give her my seat, that's what Mum would tell me to do, but Dad would say it's insulting to simply give something in a way that be considered pity... what should I do?! while his thoughts raged, Al kept a neutral face, perking up when he talked "Hi! I'm Aloysius, could you do me a favor and look after this spot? I better change I suppose. Here" putting his pouch of lollies in the lady's hand "help yourself to these, I'll be back in a while!" With a smile and a wave Aloysius took off to go change with no intention of reclaiming his seat and a legitimate spring in his step, no Rosy Tint required! YES! I managed to offer my seat to the young lady (I even paid her!) and since by taking my seat she's doing me a favor Dad would be proud!
John heard the young lady announce her self as "I am Pirate Lord Captain Princess Amel--" before correcting and introducing herself as 'Amy Julie'. Okay, Miss Pirate Princess might need a doctor... then a madman's ramblings came over the intercom. Hostages and killings seemed to be the order of the day and all for a paycheck it seemed. The Princess Pirate Warden for some reason told John that the hostage taker was in the botanical storage holding someone hostage.
This made John raise an eyebrow and ask "Miss Princess Warden. You are telling me this because...? Do you expect there to be a big mess that's going to need to be cleaned? Do you need a mop to whack in the face of danger? You want some deadly cleaning chemicals to splash on their face to turn them into a super villain? I'm a janitor. I don't deal with messes. I clean up after them. Be sure to let me know when it's over so I can do that." noticing the bartender and his question John answered "According to Miss Princess Warden it is. I'm off to do my job and prepare for the new one likely to come as a result of this. Have fun and stay safe I suppose" with that John headed back off to his cleaning supplies, putting on his gloves once again as he walked.
This made John raise an eyebrow and ask "Miss Princess Warden. You are telling me this because...? Do you expect there to be a big mess that's going to need to be cleaned? Do you need a mop to whack in the face of danger? You want some deadly cleaning chemicals to splash on their face to turn them into a super villain? I'm a janitor. I don't deal with messes. I clean up after them. Be sure to let me know when it's over so I can do that." noticing the bartender and his question John answered "According to Miss Princess Warden it is. I'm off to do my job and prepare for the new one likely to come as a result of this. Have fun and stay safe I suppose" with that John headed back off to his cleaning supplies, putting on his gloves once again as he walked.
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