"Please...please, we need to make this deal, she's dying. My life, for hers...." A man, old, and withered begs. "She is my only reason for living....Please, my soul so she may live a full life. I beg you demon, help me."
"You're soul is already quite past its prime, and this deal is quite a high demand. You must give me something more, or else have her endure the possible consequences....." Ozzy, the low demon, a normal deal maker of hell, growls. Mortals, quite annoyingly over attatched...but...he couldn't blame them. He envied them extremely, their happy world a twisted image of the literal hell he called home...
"Fine. If you get me another soul I-" He starts, before a heavenly light frightens him, and the words of a goddess pierced his demon ears.
"Warriors from all Universes, hear our voice. Once again, we decided to bring a new confront to decide the destiny of our beloved Multiverse. However, it is by your hands that we will seek who is the one that deserves to rule the grand space that envelops life. If you heard this, answer with your heart, decide your will into this event and..."
Shape the Future!!
".....I am sorry, but I must leave now. Here." Ozzy quickly rips a nail out of his index finger on his left hand, and pours some of his blood into the poor girl's mouth. "That will heal her wounds, but at a cost...Now, I must be gone..."
And with that omen, ozzy vanishes up, and to before the two goddesses...where he trembles in fight. The dark one seems to be an evil beyond even the greatest of his hell...this made him quite attracted to it....but the other goddess was pure, a loving, caring Goddess...and if Ozzy most likely stood against her, would be fighting good, heroic creatures, that are sinless, and dangerous to him...so, against his better judgement, he walks before Marietta.
"What do you need of my demon blood?" He asks her, a demon's way of asking for orders.
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Name: Ozzy Corest
Age: Unknown, possibly 30,000 years old.
Gender: Male, but can change if he sees an advantage to being female.
Personality: Greedy, slothful, envious....Ozzy embodies the sins he draws powers from....but, this is outward persona. A mask if you will. Under the evil talk and the evil look, Ozzy is a rather nice guy, who is mainly looking for a girl he likes.
Abilities and Weapons:
Glutton for pain: In hand to hand combat, Ozzy has an advantage most might not notice at first. The more pain he is put though, the stronger he becomes. When close to passing out from sheer pain, Ozzy's strength and speed are increase to extreme levels. The impact of this on his body is rather negative, as he may harm himself to become stronger.
A demon's contract: Ozzy, as a demon has the ability to have people sign contracts that allow him to do otherwise impossible things...at a price. For example....infinite wealth? Sure, but it will end up all the money being worthless, due to there being so much...and also, the person may have to give up some sort of soul, or free will. Such terms which allow Ozzy to boss someone around will be broken at the end of each cycle.
Demonic conversion: Ozzy can turn normal mortals into Demons, via having them consume his blood. However, unlike vamprisum, or lycathopy, this can be negated via sheer will alone...but if the person is sleeping, or doesn't know they are infected, they will turn, gaining a good deal of strength, speed, deep red skin (which will fade to normal over time) and demonic horns (which depending on how "sinful" the person is, will vary in size. The more sinful, the larger they get.)
Sin seeking: Ozzy can see how sinful a person is, allowing him to read the bad parts of their personality (The sins are the normal deadly seven. Gluttony, wrath, envy, lust,
pride, greed, and sloth, as to avoid confusion.)
Demonic fighting: Ozzy has a strange, yet effective method of unarmed combat, which he uses if he needs to get down and dirty in a fight.
Universe: HCL (Or, hell's coffee lounge.)
Faction: Judgement of Marietta (didn't expect that, did ya?)
Other: Theme song:
Appearance:
Age: Unknown, possibly 30,000 years old.
Gender: Male, but can change if he sees an advantage to being female.
Personality: Greedy, slothful, envious....Ozzy embodies the sins he draws powers from....but, this is outward persona. A mask if you will. Under the evil talk and the evil look, Ozzy is a rather nice guy, who is mainly looking for a girl he likes.
Abilities and Weapons:
Glutton for pain: In hand to hand combat, Ozzy has an advantage most might not notice at first. The more pain he is put though, the stronger he becomes. When close to passing out from sheer pain, Ozzy's strength and speed are increase to extreme levels. The impact of this on his body is rather negative, as he may harm himself to become stronger.
A demon's contract: Ozzy, as a demon has the ability to have people sign contracts that allow him to do otherwise impossible things...at a price. For example....infinite wealth? Sure, but it will end up all the money being worthless, due to there being so much...and also, the person may have to give up some sort of soul, or free will. Such terms which allow Ozzy to boss someone around will be broken at the end of each cycle.
Demonic conversion: Ozzy can turn normal mortals into Demons, via having them consume his blood. However, unlike vamprisum, or lycathopy, this can be negated via sheer will alone...but if the person is sleeping, or doesn't know they are infected, they will turn, gaining a good deal of strength, speed, deep red skin (which will fade to normal over time) and demonic horns (which depending on how "sinful" the person is, will vary in size. The more sinful, the larger they get.)
Sin seeking: Ozzy can see how sinful a person is, allowing him to read the bad parts of their personality (The sins are the normal deadly seven. Gluttony, wrath, envy, lust,
pride, greed, and sloth, as to avoid confusion.)
Demonic fighting: Ozzy has a strange, yet effective method of unarmed combat, which he uses if he needs to get down and dirty in a fight.
Universe: HCL (Or, hell's coffee lounge.)
Faction: Judgement of Marietta (didn't expect that, did ya?)
Other: Theme song:
Appearance:
Akihisa Yoshii said
Kevin calms down when he sees the chicken night wasn't attacking them any more, and stands aside with Creed, who again seems to be suffering a brain hemorrhage or something... but he talks to Clarent and sorts himself out. "Kevin, what's going on?""I'm still trying to sort out whether or not we need to kill the chicken-themed moron there..." Kevin replies, not at all hushing his voice.
This gets him an anime style welt, when a rather large ice block is chucked into his temple.
"Oi, watch your tongue witch. I've killed many magic users who've disrespected the knights of the king...." He growls, before getting..rather down. "...Fifty thousand years......long time...I wonder..." He starts, before looking at the ax. "You're right...as long as you exist, I can't go back..."
Wraithblade6 said
A black streak, only the trained eye could have discerned Mithias as he dashed across the courtyard toward the perpetrator. Blade flashed in the light as he swung himself up to the rooftops. The being he was after had fallen into a pile of manure and was stuck. Mithias looked at him from the ledge. He pointed a blade. "You tried to burn the Kingsley manor with an explosion? You'll pay for that."
"So, you're one of those murderous monsters?" He asks, leaping out of the barrel, and throwing a flask into the face of his attacker. The flask, filled with acid would do quite a number on the face of the vampire...but not kill him. Blind him, scar him, but kill, no.
"Eat this!" The man yells, before dashing off.
MagusDream said
That would be really cool of your part!
Then consider it done!
Wraithblade6 said
Mithias dropped the letter he had been reading at the sound of a massive boom. Fire light blared brightly in through the narrow, barred basement window that ran the top edge of Alex's basement room. Mithias gasped and ran over, peering out to see fire, rubble, and the remnants of the building's front all splayed out onto the delicately manicured lawn. "The devil's work is this?" He spoke to himself. Looking just long enough, his eyes caught a dark figure on a rooftop in the moonlight. odd place for a human to have been at the time of an explosion.Within seconds, he heard human voices, running footsteps, and screams. Not wanting to be discovered, Mithias quickly locked the door. He waited, and by some miracle of god, Alex did not come back to his room. Mithias put his ear against it and listened. Footsteps, going up stairs, back exit. Alright. The hunters and the rest of their household were vacating. The building was on fire. Mithias unlocked the door, about to run out when he stopped suddenly, and looked back at Alex's things. He wasn't sure why he looked back, but the urge possessed him to grab something: a small, glass-covered picture of a girl, "Margaret."Shoving it in his pocket, Mithias stole out. If he moved fast, he could get to that man he had seen on the rooftops, just outside the Kingsley gate. Fairly nonchalant about whether or not he was seen, he ended up running out the shitty, flaming opening at the face of the manor. In the darkness and firelight, it was debatable whether any human would see him, much less suspect him as a vampire. Yes! the dark figure was still there. Mithias ran forward, drawing his two swords mid-leap over the wall in pursuit of this heedless bomber.
This couragous act was met with a fairly drunken man stumbling back, and in fact, managing to fall off the building, into a barrel of cow crap. He squirms a bit, swearing and cursing with great rage.
"GOD DAMN IT! I'll KILL WHO EVER SCARED THE SHIT OUTTA ME!" He yells, not to happy...but totally stuck.
MagusDream said
Well, there will be many cycles, I didn't mentioned yet. When a cycle ends and another begins, all characters are revived.
Ahh. Cool, and thanks. I may join....just, going to wait to see if more people join. If you wish, I'll see if some of my friends wish to join.
Name: Groot Garuk.
Age 17
Gender Male
Universe : OC universe.
Appearance : Sorta take natsu dragenel, make him a good 9 inches taller, thinner, give him short curly brown hair, grey piercing eyes, and being entirely covered in runic tattoos. Now put him in a a cross between a hazmat suit, and a mage's robes.
Powers: Mineral conversion: Using his bare right hand, Groot can turn anything to gold, slowly overtime. On organic targets, unless totally converted, they will slowly change back. It is pure gold, meaning it is able to be molded by hand, and isn't at all good for armor.
Alchemic knowledge: Groot is also a alchemist, having a seemingly infinite supply of ingrediants to create potions, ranging from bombs, to a simple bottle of magic booze to get drunk with.
Alchemic accident: After...one experiment gone wrong. Groot was infused with many alchemic signs, causing him to have random reactions, which may be but is not limited to : Exploding, creating a gas that makes people act like flowers, turning into a pickle, turns everything around him into gold for a few moments, and many many more things!
Gear: His hazmat robes, giving him protection against airborn gas attacks, and chemical sprays. He also has a seemingly unlimited amount of flasks (he creates then out of stones he finds about, so he does seem to have a nearly infinite supply.) and a stick of chalk, for mundane transmutations, like turning rocks into flasks or more chalk.
A little history: A alchemist by trade, a hero by hobby, Groot searches for his fortune, and fame....until his experiment managed to kill his best friend, his brother, and his love all at the same time. This, destroyed him, in a sense. Made him a broken man....now, in the bowels of hell, he feels as if he belongs there, for his folly.
Personality : Dejected, depressed, and over all a killjoy mc rain cloud, expect him to kill all fun around him, with aggression and effectiveness.
Age 17
Gender Male
Universe : OC universe.
Appearance : Sorta take natsu dragenel, make him a good 9 inches taller, thinner, give him short curly brown hair, grey piercing eyes, and being entirely covered in runic tattoos. Now put him in a a cross between a hazmat suit, and a mage's robes.
Powers: Mineral conversion: Using his bare right hand, Groot can turn anything to gold, slowly overtime. On organic targets, unless totally converted, they will slowly change back. It is pure gold, meaning it is able to be molded by hand, and isn't at all good for armor.
Alchemic knowledge: Groot is also a alchemist, having a seemingly infinite supply of ingrediants to create potions, ranging from bombs, to a simple bottle of magic booze to get drunk with.
Alchemic accident: After...one experiment gone wrong. Groot was infused with many alchemic signs, causing him to have random reactions, which may be but is not limited to : Exploding, creating a gas that makes people act like flowers, turning into a pickle, turns everything around him into gold for a few moments, and many many more things!
Gear: His hazmat robes, giving him protection against airborn gas attacks, and chemical sprays. He also has a seemingly unlimited amount of flasks (he creates then out of stones he finds about, so he does seem to have a nearly infinite supply.) and a stick of chalk, for mundane transmutations, like turning rocks into flasks or more chalk.
A little history: A alchemist by trade, a hero by hobby, Groot searches for his fortune, and fame....until his experiment managed to kill his best friend, his brother, and his love all at the same time. This, destroyed him, in a sense. Made him a broken man....now, in the bowels of hell, he feels as if he belongs there, for his folly.
Personality : Dejected, depressed, and over all a killjoy mc rain cloud, expect him to kill all fun around him, with aggression and effectiveness.
Looks cool. Question, can characters have a delayed revive? Something to let them come back. ((My best example would be something like the Wraith king from dota two. He dies, comes back, but if he is killed again quickly, he stays dead.))
ShadowVentus said
"Hmph..you're in no condition to fight if that's all the stamina you can muster up...this is a waste of time." Michael says bluntly, seeming rather unamused. He was mostly unsure of how this chicken of a knight was able to magically remove itself from Susanoo's steel grip earlier, but the past is the past, he thinks.
"I'd like to see you runnin about like a madman after being in a cave for 30 years...or...one second." He says, before...talking to the ax.
"Oi, how long were we out?.....Really!? Good gods........" He says, a good deal shocked. "Apparently, 50,000 years."
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