My Rainbow Sipping Queers. [Mostly]

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My Rainbow Sipping Queers. [Mostly]

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Welcome to where my favorite characters will be placed!
My Rainbow Sipping Queers.
[WIP]

Let me make a little key for you so you don't get confused.
Humans - White.
Demons/Vampires - Red.
Angels - Grey.
Shifter - Green.
Elemental - Blue.
Fandom - Pink.
 

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Soria Rose Crosser.
[Pokemon]

"I have to get out of this place... This isn't for someone like me."

Basic Information
Full Name: Soria Rose Crosser.​
Reason For Name: He was given such a feminine name because they believed they were having a daughter, but on the special day Soria turned out to be a male. Even if his name is very feminine he loves it with every ounce of his heart. The name was so important and was kept despite the gender mix up because of the meaning behind it. Soria was a woman in his family who had brought the family to Kalso, specifically Orsay City where they started to build their business. It's why they are here now, well off and happy.

That business is called 'Crosser Care.'
Crosser Care is a Pokemon center, hospital, and therapy center put into one large building. It's their job to make others happy, healthy, and have a safe continuing.
Nickname: Sora.
Age: Eighteen.
Sex: Male.
Species: Human.
Sexuality: Unsure.
Roleplays: Pokemon, obviously.

Personality:
Likes: Pokemon, Quiet, Open Spaces, His Family.
Dislikes: Humans, Strangers, Yelling, and Death.
Fears: Never finding a proper purpose in life.
Strengths: His knowledge of medicine for both humans and pokemon. Connections with his partners.
Weakness: His emotions. Memories. Lack of trust in others.

Personality: Soria is a rather excitable person with lots of pent up energy as most of the day he's sitting behind a desk or going through a checklist of chores. He has a sweet soul that everyone seems to enjoy when he's around. He does have a temper that will normally only be pushed if his family, or pokemon were in danger. He could not stand it when something he cared about wasn't okay. He can be shy, or skittish around new people.. this is because he is locked in Crosser Care so much he doesn't get to see many people besides patients, and they rarely talk to him.

Background
Mother: Nancy Crosser. Alive.
Father: Grayson Crosser. Dead.
Brother: N/A.
Sister: N/A.
Grandmother: Bea Crosser. Alive.

Background: Soria was born in a place that he'd be trapped in for the rest of his life. His family business, Crosser Care. He would be the only child born from his mother, as that is how tradition went. A crosser would have one child, and that one child would take responsibility of Crosser Care. That is how it worked for many generations. Now Soria would need to take care of the business, and be sure to have a child to take care of Crosser Care when he was no longer giving.

By the age of five he was sent to pre-school. This is where he decided he enjoyed the company of pokemon far more than humans. He was a rather mute child, and awefully shy. He remembers kids asking if he was deaf, or knew how to speak sometimes. He had nothing to say, that was all. Pokemon didn't need words to understand him, why couldn't humans be the same? During pre-school is where he met his first pokemon. After a few third graders decided to throw a pokemon egg around like a ball Soria stopped being so mute and started screaming and crying. They ended up handing him the egg, and he took it straight home to his mother. When it hatched it was a Mawile.

At Age ten his father was brought home from his travels, though not in the way the family had wanted. He was brought to the hospital unit of Crosser Care. With nurses working desperately on him Soria managed to slip through. A team of bad people had stolen his fathers pokemon and did something to his chest. Through the struggling his father handed him the only pokeball he had left. It was an Arcanine named Chi. He was told to take care of her, and she'd take care of him. He ended up dying that night from blood loss. He promised himself he'd go out and adventure, to look for those who killed his father, and get his pokemon back.

At age twelve Soria was given an egg by his grandmother. It was an egg to their two family Lucarios. During the same year he met a Zoura that an elderly woman gave to Crosser Care to be a comfort animal for those sad/sick. The two grew to like each other quickly with cuddles and nuzzles! The egg had hatched after long months of waiting, and Soria was amazed at the little one, she was so graceful, and fast. He named her Gracelynn.

Now he was eighteen years old, and sick of being locked up in Crosser Care.

Pokemon
Mawile.
Nickname: Jaws. Soria was little, and the first thing he noticed was his Jaws. "Jaws!" And the pokemon responded to like it was his name, so it stuck.
Type: Fairy/Steel.
Number: 303

Level: 10.
Moves: Growl (Level 1.)
Play Rough (Level 1.)
Bite (Level 9.)
Ice Fang. (Egg Move.)

Background: Jaws was found by Soria when he was an egg. He was just starting in his schooling and he saw of the two older kids throwing around an egg like it was a toy ball. Being overly protective about Pokemon the young child ran up to the boys and started screaming and crying about how there's a Pokemon in there. That is had feelings just like they did. In the end the kids ended up throwing the egg to Soria and walked away laughing like it was a joke. He took it straight to his mother, telling her the story they took proper care of it until one day it hatched. A Mawile! Soria took special care of his new friend from that day on, their bond strong.

Arcanine.
Nickname: Chi. Blood. When found she was killing multiple pokemon and it seemed Sorias father was the only one able to calm the enraged Pokemon.
Type: Fire.
Number: 59

Level: 65.
Moves: Thunder Fang (Level 1.)
Extreme Speed (Level 34.)
Fire Fang (Level 1.)
Double Team. (TM No. 32.)

Background: Chi originally was his fathers pokemon. His father had recently passed due to a new team that had popped up, he was hurt so badly they couldn't help him. They stole all of his pokemon besides Chi. His father gave him Chi, knowing she liked Soria as she was a growlithe when he was born and helped protect him like a guard puppy. She is rather sad now as her trainer has passed, and Soria does his best to get her through the tough time.

Zoura.
Nickname: Nycto. Nobody really knows why the woman would call him night.
Type: Dark.
Number: 570

Level: 5.
Moves: Leer (Level 1.)
Scratch (Level 1.)

Background: Nycto is the centers comfort animal, he was originally brought by an elderly woman who could no longer care for the Zoura. He was soon seen next to Soria who was sniffling on the ground because he slammed his toe into the front desk. Nycto went over and cuddled and nuzzled with the little Soria who started giggling and playing with Nycto. Though he is still not over his old trainer, he doesn't seem to mind the attention in the center.

Riolu.
Nickname: Gracelynn. For her Graceful nature.
Type: Fighting.
Number: 447

Level: 7.
Moves: Quick Attack (Level 1.)
Iron Defense (Egg Move.)
Crunch (Egg Move.)

Background: Riolu was given to Soria as an egg after her mother refused it from her grandmother. She believed a young pokemon should be with a young boy so they could play. The egg came from the two family Lucario's, they have been in the family for as long as many could remember. They were protections of the Crosser Care while it was being built so they're precious to the family, and Soria was excited to meet their child.
 
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Amon Harley Bixen.

"You're a disgusting excuse of a demon, do you have no control! Pathetic."
Basic Information.
Full Name: Amon Harley Bixen.
Nickname: Girly.
Age: Six Hundred. (Looks Eighteen)
Sex: Male.
Species: Horned Reaper Demon.
Sexuality: Closet Gay.
Roleplays: Involves Demons, and Angels.

Occupation: A reaper. Takes souls from the dying, or kills those who need to be dead. He takes their souls as the choice will be made if they go to heaven or hell, or if they became a demon or angel.

Personality
Likes: Fighting, Blood, and Gold.
Dislikes: Humans, and Demons.
Fears: Gaining a strong bond with someone and seeing them wither overtime.
Strength:
Weakness:

Personality: A no filter type of guy. He will openly tell you what he's thinking about you so bluntly. He cares very little about others feeling. But he always takes what other say about him seriously when he clearly shouldn't give a damn. He shows little emotions to other besides his anger, annoyance, or stonewall. He is seen to be more shy/skittish around older, and more intimidating demons.

Background.
Mother: Margret-Jane Bixen. Dead.
Father: Timmy Bixen. Dead.
Brother: Adam Bixen. Dead.
Sister: Alice Bixen. Dead. April Bixen. Dead.
Lover: Sebastian Yilla. Dead.

Background: Amon was once a human boy, a very long time ago back when the world was different. He was born the youngest of four children. They had an odd pattern going with the children's names, they all started with 'A'. Though his was the most out of place name in the family, it didn't sound very normal. Though he had love from all of his family, he felt like the most lucky boy with the happiest family in the world.

One day he became terribly sick, and the medicine wasn't as advanced as it was now. He never recovered from this and was left to die in his family home with all the tears that surrounded him. The last thing he heard was their sobs, their cries. He was taken away to what seemed like nowhere, a white box with a man in front of him. His face was colorless, emotionless... but his eyes were the most beautiful shade of green. He never knew death could be so beautiful, and that's what he said. "I never knew death could be such a beautiful shade of green. Life must have the dullest color of them all." The demon did not take his soul like he was meant to, he took the boy. Took him to hell with him, and he was transformed into a reaper demon just like him. This demons name was Sebastian Yilla.

Amon became Sebastian's student, learning how to be a proper reaper demon. How to use a scythe, how to collect souls. Soon the two gained feelings for each other while they worked along side each other. He watched his family from the shadows, see them get old and grey. He watched them die, and he was the one who took their souls. A hello and a goodbye. It was the same for all of them. Lots of tears of joy, but what surprised Amon was that they weren't scared of him or that he would be the one sending them to heaven or hell. They accepted it.

A hundred years later Amon had gotten into a fight with the wrong Incubus demon who was about three hundred years older than him. He was trying to stop him from killing a young child, which was out of line of him, but he couldn't bare to watch such a sight. A fight broke out between the two of them and Amon's scythe shattered into dust from the first blow... He knew he was going to die and Sebastian would have to know he died trying to protect a child. Instead of death he felt blood start to splatter on his face, when he opened his eyes he saw Sebastian standing over him with a hand through his chest. He had such a happy look on his face, the incubus had died within of seconds of his scythe slicing through his body. Sebastian was thousands of years old.

It ended with them kissing, Amon crying his little reaper heart out, and clinging desperately to his dead lover. He was alone... he had watched anyone he had ever cared for die. That was five hundred years ago.

Favorite/Needed Objects.
Sebastian's Scythe.(Click)
While he was dying he gave Amon his scythe to protect himself with, as his shattered to ash. This scythe was far more powerful than Amon was, but he soon became stronger and their power mixed and merged into a rather powerful scythe.
 
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Senketsu

"I lost my sanity there, but deep down I knew I wasn't doing the right thing. Fear pushed me to do those horrible things now that i'm free I feel slivers of basic emotions."

Basic Information
Full Name: Senketsu (I don't give last/middle names to my pure breed demons.)
Nickname: N/A.
Age: Fifty. (Looks Nineteen)
Sex: Male.
Species: Incubus Demon.
Sexuality: ...
Roleplay: Something with demons.

Personality
Likes: Blood, Souls, Flesh, Screaming, Death, and Sweets.
Dislikes: Laughter, Children, An easy kill.
Fears: He doesn't have any.
Strengths: Speed, Strength, and ability to kill without mercy.
Weakness: Blood Lust, he can loose control rather easily. Lack of human like emotions.

Personality: A psychopathy. He enjoys killing, often finds himself wanting to kill/hurt others around him. He is a complete mess. He lacks emotions, and when some do show it's crazy laughter or over excitement for something he shouldn't be happy about.

Mental Disorders: ADHD.
Bi-Polar Disorder.
Anxiety. (Social Anxiety, Panic Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder.)
Schizophrenia. (Mostly at night or during times of high peaks of anxiety. Often it's just voices and nothing more.)
Background
Mother: N/A.
Father: N/A.
Brother: N/A.
Sister: N/A.

Background: Senketsu parents were violently killed by a group of demons who were slave traders. They took those worth taking, normally the children and females and sell them off to others to make a handful of money. Senketsu's mother was killed as she tried to kill the slave traders. He had witnessed it, and was taken away from his life and his memory of his past life was gone.

He was sold to an older demon who had many others. They were for labor as he owned a lot of land and needed it kept properly. At least that's what Senketsu got out of it as he was always in the house cleaning away and something that he really didn't care about. It wasn't a good life for a child demon, kept in chains constantly to prevent him from running away and abuse for his mistakes made him a perfectionist at the time so he wouldn't have to fear a punishment.

When he turned fifteen he was given a new task, and important one said his master. He was turned into a toy for his master. Every week he was put the test with another demon who was owned by a different master. The only way to leave was to kill the other demon, it was a game of survival. Senketsu lost most of his sanity there as he began to enjoy killing as he got special treatment from his master. He didn't have to do labor, he got a bedroom and all the food he could ever ask for. Every week he'd kill, slaughter, and play in the blood and flesh. He was a natural killer.

Five years later a group of demons had broke into the house and freed all of the slaves, including him. He didn't like his master, he feared him. Before he was his prized killer he was the most abused out of them all. He didn't want him mad at him... but he was taken to the outside world. It wasn't easy for him as he had no proper social skills so he didn't talk to anyone besides himself for a long while. Now he's... just in the world.

Needed/Important Objects.
Brass Knuckles.(Click)
His weapon of choice that will slowly fade on and off of his hand like smoke. Made out of special metal to cause some serious damage on a demon. Where did the metal come from? Well these were one of the things he had used to kill all of those demons he was put up against, it just became a literal part of him.

Throwing Knives.(Click)
On each thigh is a pack of throwing knives. Such a fun little toy to cause pain to others without killing them completely, he enjoyed the screaming. They had the same story. He got them from his old master, he used them to kill... though these didn't fade away, they were always with him.
 
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