Raijinslayer Member

Name: Cruor Age: 21 Gender: Male Appearance: [url=[http://sparkleee-sprinkle.deviantart.com/art/Reaper-CAN-TDOSHIT-152818910]What he wears [url=[http://akreon.deviantart.com/art/Shanol-403902166] What he looks like Side: inFamous Personality: He is a rather fun-loving, snarky, and caring individual, very protective over those he considers his friends and family. This only applies to Conduits who don't get on his bad side, Scorn, and small children. To all others, he is a sadistic psychopath who loves to inflict pain, and his ability makes him rather good at it. To him, humans are, for the most part, filthy creatures deserving of extermination and full of hatred. He only excludes children from this rule, as they are to young to be corrupted. Biography: In the beginning, Cruor was a normal boy with a normal life, normal name, very content with his life. That is until one day when he was about 16 years old. That was the day his powers were awoken, when he had to watch as his family was killed. A bunch of anti conduit extremists had found out that his father was a conduit and had stormed his house. While his father attempted to protect them, he was a weak conduit, barely able to access his powers due to a lack of use. This neglect cost him his and his wife their lives, and their son, his sanity. He began to hear a maddening beat in his head as he panicked, like a war drum pounding inside his brain. As the people closed in around him, he screamed and lashed out, his eyes changing from a pale blue to a deep, demonic red, plunging his hand into the nearest person. From that mans back sprung a flurry of sharpened tendrils that impaled the rest of the mob. It wasn't long until the police arrived only to be quickly slaughtered by the distraught teen, who was in no state of mind to be dealt with peacefully. It wasn't until the D.U.P was called that he was contained, shipped off to Curdan Cay. And their he stayed, kept for the majority of his time in solitary confinement. He was put through 5 years of therapy for his trauma, as well as training for his powers, but he was still dangerous to any regular human that came near him. The pounding he heard in their blood hammered his philosophy of humanities corruption even further. To minimize damages, they had other prisoners give him his meals when in solitary and eventually began letting him out of his cell to interact with other prisoners. It was during one of those days that he met Scorn. To him, her blood seemed to sing brighter and louder than anyone else's, and when they were released, he pledged himself to her service as Cruor, his old name left behind and forgotten, ass was the boy it had belonged to. He is fiercely loyal to Scorn, seeing her as the one to lead the charge against humanity, to have them be crushed underfoot. Power: Blood Abilities: Sanguine shards: He solidifies the blood into crystalized shards, which he can use to either tear up a foe at close range, or pierce them with high-powered shots at a distance. Blood Beasts: He can create creatures out of blood. This is mainly used for reconaisance, but can be used for battle to create minor annoyances, or a sentient mid-sized creature that harnesses a bit of his powers, but takes time to create. Whispering Blood: He can tell if people are conduits or not. This information translates in his brain into melodious singing for conduits, with the singing become more melodious the stronger the conduit, or a maddening beat of thumps and whispers for humans. This ability can be focused but cannot be deactivated, making it unwise to have him around normal humans for an extended period of time. Blood puppet: He can control any freshly dead body by controlling the blood in it's veins. Can work on the living as well, but it is much more difficult as they resist. In order to take control of someone, he must have drained their blood or pierced them with shard of his blood. Bleeding Hearts: Any blood he controls gains the ability to stop the blood of others from coagulating. This means that wounds he inflicts don't stop bleeding until that person has received special medical attention. Isn't as effective on conduits as they have a high regenerative rate. Other: He is currently caring for two conduit children who have yet to awaken their powers. They were orphans he found in an alley. Feeling sorry for them, he took them and they are now members of the reapers like him, and look up to him and Scorn. The girl, Natasha, looks up to Scorn as her idol and tries her best to be like her in almost every way, from the way she dresses, to the way she walks. She is the more eager to fight then her foster brother, who goes by the name Nova. He is a more gentle soul, not reviling in the torture of humanity like his foster family. But he is as loyal as any other Reaper to Scorn, and even more so to Cruor, who struggles to be like in his kind spirit. He also tries, unsuccessfully, to be the man's conscious on certain decisions. [/hider]

I'm still here, just waiting for someone to do something.

After getting no answer for a little while, Raijin shrugged before he set off for the town again, giving a whistle for Cherry and Void. When they arrived in the town, he would have Cherry go into the potion store while he made his call, they would walk around to see if their was anything else of use that ciuld be bought. "Come on Cherry, let's go. First we're going to go to the potion shop first, stock up on healing items and such. If you don't mind, could you go in and get the supplies with Void. I'll be right outside, but I sorta need to make a call and It's kind of private. I promise it won't take that long."

Does Jackson decapitate the elf/selkie guy, or not? Just want to keep the pub scene moving

Give me some ideas for training and I could handle the Kenjutsu guy, since he'll only have two students I think I can handle it.

"I guess I'll go next then, seems likea great way to train. Also my name is Ryu Kaguya and it's a pleasure to meet you all, I hope I get to learn a lot from all of you." Ryu said, giving them all a bow as he walked up to the fuinjutsu master. He takes off his shirt, showing his seal on his back, which seems to be a bit more stylized then Angelo's. The person who made it designed it so that it vaguely resembled the four tails himself. "Lets see what this gravity seal can do, I can't wait to start training."

Drake was shaken by the recent turn of events, but quickly calmed down as relief flooded his veins. He was alive, and it had never feelt so good. Drake turned to see one of the other pilots, the one that had ran out first, walking off away from the group. After a moment of thought, he followed her, quickly catching up to her. As he fell instride beside her, he gave her a look over before turning his gaze forward. He didn't say a word, just walked beside her, waiting to see if she said anything.

Jackson ignored big guy who had just walked in, turning to Kyle. "Who the fuck said I was trying to play bad cop. And also, Aaron, get the hell off your ass and stop stufging fries in your face. Come in man, can't you be a least the slightest bit professional in all this." As he spoke he took a cautionary swipe at the girl as she ran passed him, clicking his tongue as he barely missed her. Then came the Elf which, coupled with Kyle announcement, made this mission much more interesting. Seeing as he was now going to have to get serious, Jackson activated his mark, as well as casting Hunter's Grace on himself. His blade switched into a katana, which he held in one hand as he faced off against the elf. "Before we get into it, I'd like to apologize for ogling your lady friend there as I thought she was single, oh, and congratulations on becoming a father." As soon as he finished talking, he threw down a Shadow Bomb, enveloping the area surrounding him and the elf in darkness. Using the amulet, he concealed his prescence in the shadows, quickly circling around the elf to land a decapitating strike.

"Haiden Gardeen, and I make no promises. As for what your saying about it just being a story, then I ask you, how did the story start. Why does it exist, who made it up, how long has it been around, does it have any truth to it, and so on and so forth. I could go on, but what I'm basically trying to say is that one should always keep an open mind and not be so quick to dismiss things just because you can't prove them." Haiden ended his little speech with a nod, before turning to the still unknown guy. "You see, that is how you enter a conversation with strangers, you walk in, say your opinion, then introduce yourself. You could learn a thing from Eden here." Haiden then turned back to Eden an amused loo, in his eyed. "And I blad I'm not the only one who thoughy a fat guy watching children and breaking into homes is a very creepy thing to celebrate. Now then, anyone going to take notice of the creepy girl that just said some freakin creepy criptic shit to us, then seemed to just vanish."

Jackson chuckled at Vance's comment, shaking his head as the restuarant erupted into chaos. "That's where your wrong Vance, I don't think myself a master of fear, just a conduit for a spirit of fear, madness, shadows, and primal predatory power." Seeing no need to hide anything anymore, he summoned his blade from the shadows of his sleeve, twirling it around for a bit, his eye glowing a deep scarlet red. "Also, I like the way you handle things Vance, I think I may be in love." He stalked over to the waitress, ready to strike the second she tried anything. Taking a secpnd to look her overr for a second, he sighed again, cursing the fates for being so cruel. "Gods, what waste to have to fight such a beautiful woman, but alas it my job. I suggest you come kicking abd screaming, as it's a helluva lot more fun that way."