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Name Illiri Age 20 Species Angel Role Student Personality Illiri took to the teachings of the angels quite quickly and that reflects in his stand-offish personality with demons. He recognizes that he has to not harm them, but he also does his best to go out of his way to show his opinion of them, especially since he often thought he had the moral high ground. Looks Illiri is about 6'5, with neatly trimmed blonde hair, cut close to his head and pale skin. He often wears white robes with red holy symbols drawn or stitched into them, preferring to only show his face when needed. He has quite a bit of muscle tone from practicing to fight the demons if the need ever arose. Sexuality StraightSlightly Bi-Curious I'm doing an angel. I want to at least get some enjoyment out of it! About Illiri was sent to the school in hopes that interacting with the demons may temper his anger and prejudice towards them, although the people responsible for that doubted it. Illiri had been raised by staunch anti-demon angels, who to this day dislike the notion of demons and angels mixing in one place. Other OOC I'm doing an angel because this roleplay well, needs some angels. They aren't my favorite kind of character but I'll do my best to use Illiri to provide a bit of conflict and hopefully some interesting story lines.
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Name Xares Calances Age 32 Gender Male Species Angel Role Student Personality He is a quiet sort of angel, not entirely one to chat about what he does or BRAG about what he does as it has become fairly mundane for him. His life of an angel that is. Prayer. Follow and obey the law of god. Prayer. Follow. Pray. Follow. Only once in his entire time of angelhood did he get the chance to actually fight someone, or rather formally DUEL with another angel, not to KILL or anything...it was....just practice. It was quite possibly one of the only few thrills he had in his early life as an angel. He perfers variety in his life, and yet only a small amount of order. Some unusual anomalies in his regular circadian existence, yet some structure to it. He is a sort of devious angel in this regard, unlike the more orthodox angels who perfer order and sticking to their morals, he perfers sinking into immorality, due to the excitement it gives his dull dull live. He has sunken fairly far into immorality due to his unusual curiousity. He has become addicted to gambling, and now has a problem with controlling his already volatile if not quite explosive anger, however he has not forgotten his roots, though he gambles, he still retains most of the values of the angels...that HE personally believes are worth believing in. Righteousness, justice and what not. Looks Sexuality Straight simply put About He was sent to the school due to most of his old friends having concerns over how quiet Xares has only recently become. They hope that some socialization and more regulated interaction with fellow angels who've been sent to the school will help him go back on the right path, and hopefully lead him away from the path of demons and filth. Other He enjoys playing card games.
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Name Ophelia Lane Age 18 Gender Female Species Angel Role Student Personality Ophelia is the definition of holy. She does not worship god nor any other person, but her being itself. She's sweet and caring, and listens to anyone. She doesn't care what race or gender the person is, nor what happened in their past life. Her voice is soft like clouds and she's easy to talk to. Most males won't talk to her due to her beauty. Sexuality Straight Curious About Ophelia grew up with her mother up until she had to leave for some otherworldly cause. Ophelia was sent to the school to help others cope with the circumstances of the two races.
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Name Chris Hale Age 236 Gender Female Species Demon Role Student Personality Chris is a very daring girl. She adores embarrassingly people in public or making them beg for something. She also loves feeding on sexual energy, even if it isn't her own. She's an A student and doesn't particularly care for school. She adores angels, thinking their heavenly aura is the most delicious. Sexuality Sexsexual. About Chris was created for the soul purpose of succeeding. She's fucked enough people to know what pleases and what doesn't. She was sent to the school to better her education and continue her reasoning for existing. Other Her horns are very sensitive.
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Name Azazel Lucifer Deveraux Age 401 Gender Male Species Demon Role Student Personality An inherently compulsive being he had never considered the feelings of others when it came to what he said. Naturally it seemed he would say what was on his mind without a second thought, generally not working in his favor. Although he is relatively compulsive, he is also somewhat of a shut in, not expressing his inner feelings or life with others. Defensive over matters pertaining to him and his past history. Even so, he does not dwell on the hardships of life, merely looking past it in order to keep his carefree lifestyle. Looks Sexuality Heterosexual About A strange demon sent to the school for he was known for being somewhat troublesome. Enjoying the creation of chaos and raining havoc down upon others, demon or angel does not matter to him. To him, all beings are simply pieces in some sort of fucked up game. Other Other than being a bit of a nuisance, and quite loud he can be gentle at times. Generally when involved in some form of art he tends to calm down most. When around women he develops an outer shell, not allowing anyone to understand how he feels about said woman in specific. Grandson to Satan himself he isn't quite as strong, but still a force to be reckoned with. Sorry if I'm unevening things Dx
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Name Merces and Malene Valkentin Age Merces 23 Merene 34 Gender Both are Female, though the elder sister can also be referred to as a technical futa Species Demons Role Students Personality Merene is an unusually classy demon, surprisingly reserved to some extent, though at the core, she is a demon. Not to mention a quite sinister demon. Her life of an angelic little hellspawn that is. Devious, cunning, if not an over all trickster, one by all means does not want her as an enemy. She particularly enjoys playing 'psycho', she has a sick sense of humor that way. She does not just enjoy playing psycho, she also enjoys taking on this sort of 'psychotic killerrapist' persona when she 'takes care' of business. She particularly enjoys demeaning people who she deems lesser than him in many ways, psychologically, physically including sexually and no guys...that means she rams shit up your ass you REALLY don't want up there. She is a sick twisted woman, who just enjoys reveling in class and elegance. Merces is the not as entirely 'psychotic' as her sister is, she's rude...sure, she's hot-tempered, sure. She loves sex, sure, it's all the same to her, though she is just as smart as her sister, she perfers playing as the ditzy air-head as it makes it easier to manipulate men that way. She particularly enjoys rather rough intercourse, and she won't stop...at all until she's happy which means, she probably won't stop until your dick falls off. Looks Malene Merces Sexuality Merces is straight, while Merene is Bisexual About They were sent to the school due to a lack of females in the student body....well in truth, they wanted to get in on the action that the students were having Other They both know Xares, due to having some history with him...ohyeahandtheoldersisterhastentacles
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Name Dante and Alissa Onate Age Dante 3012 Alissa 312 Gender ante- Male Alissa-Female Species Angels Role Dante-Teacher Alissa-Student Personality Dante is the older of the two of the angels, he is very calm, able to hide his emotions pretty well in a number of situations, he is very laid back and reserved, a man of few words. He is self confident and knowledgeable are easy to notice. He can come across as perhaps a bit self-centered due to his natural personality. Alissa- Happy, confident, adventurous, has a good bit of spirit as well. She has a bit of a tomboyish nature to her which would be the main attribute to her personality as a whole. She tries to be a bit of a optimist as well, given whatever situation she is in. Looks Dante Alissa Sexuality Straight About Dante took the job at the school due to a sheer curiosity of how the demons and angels would interact, and hearing of this, his niece Alissa decided to join out of a sense of adventure as well. Other
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Name Sakura Megito Age6,482 Gender Male Species Angel RoleTeacher Personality Rather easy going and easy to get along with in and out of class, Sakura is very calculating and information oriented, he would rather be reading books, mostly about strategy, then just out making small talk with nothing to gain from it. He hasn't been teaching long by angel and demon terms, but all of his nature makes him easy to get along with aslong as you don't mention his darker past. Looks except white not grey Sexuality straight About After serving as one of God's warriors, Sakura decided that fighting just wasn't for him and started to look for a new calling, which he found in teaching oddly enough, after taking a teaching course he applied at many schools before finally being excepted here. Other in his personal quarters lots of military memorabilia can be found as well as multiple books on battle strategy.
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Name Xeres Veranello Age 421 Gender Male Species Demon Role Student Personality He is a modest demon, not entirely one to chat about what he does or BRAG about what he does as it is mundane, but an enjoyable part of his life. He enjoys his easy-going life, that usually involves him taking things with ease. He is loyal as well as thick-headed. He perfers variety in his life, and he often goes out of his way to get said variety. Though he enjoys immorality, due to the excitement it gives his dull dull life, he has started to enjoy high-society life despite this, he perfers such a life. He has sunken fairly far into immorality, but he perfers the more high-class life over said immorality. Looks Sexuality Straight About He was sent there due to his opposition of acting like a true demon, despite him being a skilled one... OtherHe is a damn good gambler, and he is often confused for someone with a similar first name
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Name Lilian Age 21 Gender Female Species Fallen Angel if that's okay Role Student Personality Lost, cold, calm but has a quick temper, sometimes greedy, helpful-at times, can be friendly but when crossed, you best watch out and sleep with one eye open. She's diffrent from both angels, she's now like half and half, you don't know which category she'll fall under in the future Looks Sexuality Straight About Lilian was once like the other angels, light, happy, full of life, helping people, etc but when the oppertunity of power got planted in her mind, she couldn't resist a rebellion, to gain such an ultimate power. Because of her greed, she, along with other angels, were cast down. Now, she's lost herself doesn't know what or who to believe. She wants to go back the way she was before Other None
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Name Danny Age 20 Gender male Species angel Role student Personality mostly quiet and avoids fights with other people if he can, likes to make plenty of friends Looks Sexuality straight
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Trying to raise the dead Dem?
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Attempting.
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Well, I'm up for some zombie action.
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Of course, it helps to post more than once if you plan on ressurrecting the thread. I'm not sayin. I'm just sayin.
Thread: In Too Deep (Nico x KaGoroth)

Micah Evander slammed the door of his studio apartment closed and heaved a long sigh. Running a hand through his unkept hair, he glanced around at the mess. This small one-room apartment wasn't the first ugly mess he'd gotten himself stuck in. Fortunately or not for him, he wouldn't be staying here much longer anyway. Grabbing his duffel and suitcase, he began to stuff them full of his belongings. Working quickly, Micah glanced up at the clock. He needed to get to the airport. He needed to get out of here. As he passed the mirror, he paused. The 22 year old 'young professional' looked like shit. Brown hair stood up at odd ends on his head, his clothes were crumpled, a coffee stain from this morning marked his shirt, and his face looked a little too pale and drawn. One moment of deliberation and then Micah was stripping his clothes off and hopping to the shower. The hot water didn't relax him, but the promise of cleanliness was a welcome luxury. He wished the shower could wash away his past mistakes, but pushed that worry to the back of his mind. It wasn't productive. He went over his plan in his head as he scrubbed himself. Get out of the apartment complex from the back, just in case there was anyone looking for him out front. Call a cab, get to the airport, and go where? Micah frowned, rinsing the soap from his hair. He couldn't call his brother. He didn't even know where his elder brother lived or worked anymore his he hadn't kept in touch and Micah wasn't one to chase after family ties either. Micah felt his nerves rise the fear of being caught made the small bathroom feel claustrophobic. He slammed his fist against the shower wall, running a hand down his face. Why was he here now? Gambling and partying he never thought of them as a problem. They were just an escape, just a bit of fun. He didn't think he had an addiction. The money he borrowed he needed to pay the bills and for food. He didn't use it for gambling not really. Besides, it wasn't his fault that the market was so bad these days. He couldn't find work. Truth was he couldn't keep work, but Micah conveniently ignored that. He just wanted to live life and enjoy himself. That wasn't a bad thing. Until he received the warning, or more like the threat, that if he didn't pay what he owed, he'd 'get what was coming to him.' Micah snorted out a chuckle. Gambling was a game it was thrilling, but it was just a bit of fun. He'd lost, sure, but they couldn't really expect him to pay all of that money. He still had debt from his borrowing he couldn't do that. That was insane. He was just going to have to leave. If he cut all ties, he told himself, they wouldn't find him. Micah washed the last of the soap from his body, his mind made up.
Thread: In Too Deep (Nico x KaGoroth)

The apartment was poorly lit and in a rough area of town, nothing much inside as Zavier was not often home. Hired by whoever could afford his services he spent most of his time as a hitman for some of the most dangerous people in the city. Zavier was the first choice for most people due to his ruthless and sadistic nature and the fact that he enjoyed causing extreme pain and suffering to the people he was hired to kill. He had long forgotten any family or friends he once had, even his real name Matthew was lost to him. Zavier was a large man, 6'5 and muscular with long black hair that want down just past the middle of his back. His eyes were blue although his face was often partially covered by his thick hair. He had a scar on the right side of his face from temple all the way down his cheek. An injury that had happened during one of his first jobs while he was still inexperienced. He was always in the same clothes, Black trousers and shirt with a full length leather jacket and black boots. A look that had often been described in hushed words around dark ally's and run down bars. Zavier's reputation was well known and was one of the main reasons he was sought after. It was well known that he tortured his targets horrifically and would often use sexual torture. Most of the time just the mention of his name was enough for people to beg forgiveness for anything they have done. A phone call with only a name and address and Zavier had his next target, collecting his things and preparing for the next kill. He went round to Micah's studio apartment. He could hear there was someone home and carefully picked the lock on the door. He quietly walked into the apartment and looked around, hearing the shower he walked up to the bathroom door. With one powerful thrust he kicks the door almost of it's hinges, rushing Micah and grabbing him with one hand and slamming him against the wall. time to pay up His voice deep and rough. His arm raises up and delivers a hard blow to his face, knocking him out. Zavier lifted Micah and hand cuffed him to the water pipe on the ceiling, his feet swinging a couple feet of the floor. The basement was well lit, a table in the middle with wrist and ankle restraints. There are various shelves on the walls, covered in various knives and blunt weapons and various other nasty looking tools. Zavier was standing a few feet away from Micah waiting for him to wake up.
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He didn't hear the sound of the apartment door opening, nor the boots that stalked into his room past the sound of water falling around his ears. He did however note the loud implosion of the door as it crashed into the small bathroom and ricocheted off the wall. Startled, Micah almost slipped trying to look over his shoulder just as the shower curtain was thrown open and he felt a large hand grip the back of his neck. He didn't even have time to cry out. Micah grunted as he saw stars as his head collided with the shower wall, in his fear comprehending only that this was probably whomever 'they' had sent after him. He flailed in panic, slipping in the tub, only catching a brief glimpse of a face hard and a callous voice before the impact of a fist to his head made everything fuzzy. He blacked out, his body going limp. ---- It was cold. The nude, limp body hanging from it's wrists shivered. Micah regained consciousness slowly. His arms felt searingly sore, like they were being pulled out of their sockets. He let out a muffled moan, twitching as he began to feel the effects of his entire weight being supported by his arms. A few droplets of water dripped from his hair, running down the curve of his back and the crease of his chest, tickling his smooth, naked flesh and raising goosebumps. At first confusion bloomed on the captive's face as he realized he wasn't in kansas anymore. Bleary blue eyes, matching those of his brother's if perhaps a shade paler, blinked in the bright lights of the room. Micah tilted his head up to look at his wrists. He found himself hanging handcuffed to a bar, completely exposed, and still as nude as he'd been in the shower. The panic began to set in as did his predicament it dripped like ice water into the pit of his stomach. He really shouldn't have taken that shower. What- hey, let me go- Micah mumbled, his voice sounding sleepy. Grunting, he pulled on his restraints, the clacking of the metal handcuffs against the water pipe resounding throughout the room. Hissing with pain and giving up for the moment, Micah looked forward and took in the room as his eyes adjusted. There were no windows, jut very bright lights. Blue eyes widened as he squinted at the shelves, then froze when they fell on Zavier. Micah visibly shuddered. One of his knees came up in an unconscious attempt to hide his front from the eyes of the other. His cheeks flushed pink. There was something extremely humiliating about being naked and stretched out in front of a stranger. The man was tall and had a dangerous air to him. He must have been the one who knocked him out. Micah remembered the scar, then he blinked. M-Matthew? Micah asked uncertainly, and squinted, is that you? Was it really his brother? Could he be that lucky? The fear on his face eased up a bit, though the panic in his voice did not, Oh thank God! Help me get me out of these!
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Zavier sat for a while as he waited for Micah to regain conciousness, looking him up and down thinking of what to do and what to do first. As Micah started to wake Zavier watched as he looked around confused. A twisted smile emerging as Micah tries to cover himself, struggling in the cuffs and looking around. Zavier Started to stand but was halted as he heard Micah call him by his real name. Something triggered in his head but as he took a few steps towards him and Heard Micah's pleas to be released it brought him back to what he was here to do. Zavier moved to a smaller table that he dragged in front of Micah. He looked up to him My name is Zavier, you owe a lot of money to some very dangerous people. Now you are going to wish you had paid.....or died before I got hold of you. Zavier ignored the name he had been called and removed the cover of the table. On the table placed beside each other is a scalpel, pliers, syringe with a dark coloured liquid and an assortment of other nasty looking pointed instruments. Zavier looked up and grabbed Micah by the throat let's get things started, we have a lot to get through. Zaviers eye's locked on Micah's as he starts squeezing tight, smiling as his fingers grip him harder. Not wanting Micah to pass out to early he let go of his throat and immediately launched his fist into Micah's stomach. The impact causing Micah's body back and swinging as he hung there by his wrists.
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Zavier? But- but you're my- His words were cut off by the sound of the metal table screeching across the bare concrete floor as it was dragged to him. Cold blue eyes bore into his own without remorse. Micah shivered under the pitiless stare. With a flourish, the cover was removed. Micah couldn't quite comprehend what he was hearing or seeing. What the hell had he gotten himself into? A hand flashed up, and suddenly he was taken by the throat. If Micah's eyes had been large before, they were blown wide with panic as the thick fingers around his airway began to squeeze. St-Stop!Stop!plea- his voice cut off in a gargle as he couldn't speak. He tried to kick out at the man, pull away, twist and turn in his hold, but Micah's resistance died quickly as he ran out of oxygen. As soon as his panic reached his peak Micah's face reddening and his lips going blue, and just before his eyes started slipping back in his skull, his throat was released. Micah had time for only one gulp of breath before everything was forced from his lungs from the force of the man's fist hitting his gut. All of his precious air left him with the hollow sound of an Oomph! as he swung backward, out of control. His stomach throbbed, but it was nothing compared to the pain in his lungs. He swung and twisted from the blow, increasing his disorientation. Micah gasped frantically and shallowly, trying to regain his ability to breathe after having the air knocked out of him. His vision cleared as he slowly fought to breathe- his harsh wheezing turned to a ragged coughing. He couldn't speak, or plead for mercy, or ask why his tormentor looked so much like his brother.