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Hello everyone,
I'm OrganicIntelligence, and welcome to my (varied) request thread.
If you are interested in RPing with me please PM me rather than replying to this thread, thank you.
Some relationship/plot ideas I'd be interested in (but am open to other ideas):
Some characters I'd like to play if possible:
Real World
Sci Fi
Cyberpunk
Fantasy
Name: Morga Bloodtusk
Species: Orc
Gender: Female
Age: 36
Height: 6'4'
Sexuality: Lesbian
Skin Colour: Green
Eye Colour: Yellow
Hair Colour and Style: A shaggy mane of brown hair
Personality: Short tempered, brash, very protective of her friends (although considered cool-headed and even-mannered by orcish standards). Likes to fight hard and party hard. Bringing up her father or her siblings is a bit of a sore spot and is a good way to get on her bad side.
Skills: Swords, axes, spears, maces, anything she can use to bludgeon someone with, Barbarian Raging, regeneration, warg-riding, singing with an enchanting voice.
Bio: Born the fifth child of Ragnok Bloodtusk, the supreme warlord of the orc tribes of the Eastern Marches and the only child of his second wife Nokla the Halfelven*, Morga spent her entire childhood living in the shadow of her four older siblings. Whilst the eldest son Grommar and eldest daughter Tharga were invited to their father's council meetings to learn to be his heirs, Morga learned to follow orders and be their good soldier. Whilst her sister Goranda was taught to fight by the greatest orcish teachers in the land, Morga had to make do with being her punching bag. Whilst her brother Fragh was given his own command as one of his father's trusted lieutenants, Morga was given the 'honour' of being his flag-carrier in battle.
Whilst her father preferred to ignore his 'spare' child, Morga's mother doted on her. She was enthralled by her mother's beautiful singing voice, which encouraged Morga to learn to sing as well as she did. This brought her to the attention of Gu'rak Stormbreaker, the oldest and most respected of all the orc bards in the Eastern Marches. He took Morga under his wing, brought her to the ancient shrines to the orc ancestors where the bards had learned to sing the ancient songs of their people, and taught Morga how to hone her voice into a beautiful, enchanting melody. Everyone around her became enraptured when she sang, channeling the same talent as her half-elvish mother.
Morga had hoped that now she would find the approval of her father, but it was not to be. Instead she discovered that she had arranged a marriage for her, a political union with the king of the eastern Ogre tribes whom her father wanted to cement an alliance with. Disgusted by the notion of becoming the ogre's bride, Morga grabbed her axe, mounted her trusty warg Fury and rode off in the night to foreign lands where she hoped she could find fame and fortune beyond her family's reach.
*reminding Morga that she's a quarter elf is another way to get her really mad
Star Wars
Superheroes
Name: Imperiona Carnifex
Species: Pheroxian
Gender: Female
Age: 750 Earth years
Height: 6'4
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Red
Eye Colour: Amber
Hair style and colour: Very dark red, long and loose
Powers: As a Pheroxian, Imperiona possesses incredible strength and durability, able to plunge into a star's corona and survive or crack a planet's crust with a single blow. She can fly fast enough to outpace and outmaneuver most starships. In the event that something actually does manage to hurt her, a quirk of her Pheroxian biology activates and her strength and speed dramatically increases as she goes into a berserker state, however she cannot think as clearly in this state. Once she gets a chance to rest however she can regenerate from even the most grievous of bodily wounds so long as her heart and brain remain mostly intact. This also affords them extremely long lifespans, as it 750 years old Imperiona is only in the Pheroxian equivalent of her mid-20s.
Personality: Confident, boastful, bohemian and very bloodthirsty. Willing to lie to cover her tracks and dismissive of human weakness, but does like Earth and has become attached to it. Has a soft spot for kids and will not let any harm come to them.
Bio: For centuries the Pheroxians were the scourge of the galaxy, an imperialistic race of conquerors whose strength was practically unmatched having evolved on Pheroxia, the most dangerous planet in the known universe. Planet after planet fell to the legions of red-skinned warriors and their slave armies, threatening to bring the entire galaxy under their heel. Imperiona was a young and ambitious Imperial Warrior at the height of Pheroxian dominance, eager to bring glory to her clan when disaster struck.
The Galactic Council, seeking a way to turn the tide against the Pheroxians, gathered their most powerful telepaths and used them to influence the minds of the Pheroxian clan leaders, leading to a series of brutal civil wars that tore the empire about and saw two third of their race die in a great purge by the winners. Imperiona's clan was one of the losers. Honour demanded that she stand and die with her kin, but Imperiona valued her own skin too much and fled into deep space.
Weakened, the empire quickly fell to a counterattack by the Council led by the Galactic Enforcers, their strongest champions. Imperiona meanwhile had taken up a new life as a pirate queen, leading a crew of brigands as they plundered the star lanes and raided vulnerable worlds. Eventually she grew overconfident, attacking a Council-protected world - and bringing the Enforcers down on her head, who ambushed her pirates whilst they were in the middle of refueling from a star's corona.
Imperiona once again had to flee, but she had been badly hurt in the battle. She drifted through space until she came across a small blue-green backwater where hopefully she could lay low. When she arrived on this 'Earth' the first thing she discovered was that although most of its inhabitants were weak, there were these 'superheroes' who, even if she could crush them if she really wanted to, were strong enough to give her pause in her weakened state. Second, nobody here knew who she was, even thinking she was a hero after she rescued a schoolbus full of children from a rampaging supervillain.
She's learned to like being thought of as a hero. She's even started up romances with some locals. She just hopes the Galactic Enforcers don't show up and ruin everything...
Hello everyone,
I'm OrganicIntelligence, and welcome to my (varied) request thread.
- I am an avid RPer who has been writing for 15+ years.
- I am AMAB they/them genderfluid and 30+. I will only RP with 21+ people for my own comfort.
- I like to write fantastical scenarios in Sci Fi, Fantasy, Magical Realism and Cyberpunk settings mostly and I like to write a fairly equal mix of plot, character and sex.
- I am very LGBT+ friendly and love to have a diverse range of characters.
- I have a very high tolerance for gore and violence but would rather it not be gratuitous. I also have no issue RPing dub/non-con.
- I usually aim for around 4-500 words per reply. I try to keep my grammar and spelling correct and literacy level at least decent. I would like the same from any potential partners.
- I do not use real people's pictures or AI imagery for character references and would request you do not use them either, thank you.
If you are interested in RPing with me please PM me rather than replying to this thread, thank you.
- BDSM, bondage & petplay;
- Nudism and exhibitionism;
- ENF/CMNF/CFNF/occasionally ENM if it's a cute boy
- Casual sexuality and sensuality between characters;
- Sex in strange and unusual places;
- A/B/O
- Anything toilet related
- Feet and BO
- Incest
- Obviously, anything illegal or against the site's rules (underage, zoophilia, etc).
Some relationship/plot ideas I'd be interested in (but am open to other ideas):
- Smuggler/Bounty Hunter x Smuggler/Bounty Hunter
- Fallen royal/CEO/Deity x Commoner/Peasant
- Superhero x Supervillain
- Superhero x Superhero
- Superhero and their regular human BFF keeping them sane
- Newcomer x Local
- Fantasy Adventurer x Fantasy Adventurer
- Amnesiac finds out about their past
- Nudist/Exhibitionist x non-nudist/exhibitionist
- Spy from a conservative culture goes undercover in a bohemian culture
- Slave x Master/Another slave/Friendly free person
- Bodyguard x Master
- Cursed/Sentenced to nudity (and maybe bondage)
- Character A is cursed to turn to stone, Character B is the only one who can turn them back
Some characters I'd like to play if possible:
Real World
Name: Chloe Green
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Height: 5'8
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Grey
Hair Colour and Style: Naturally light brown, dyed black with teal highlights, worn long down to her waist
Skills: Writing, drawing, architecture, singing, arts and crafts, gaming, waiting tables
Personality: Sarcastic, cynical, but something of a bleeding heart and wants to help others. Very bored with her mundane life.
Bio: A native of a small and quiet town where nothing ever happens, Chloe wishes she could have something interesting happen in her life for once. Although she briefly left home to attend college and learn to be a professional artist, she had to come back after she had trouble finding a job to pay her rent after a series of nervous breakdowns caused by bad relationships. She has resorted to finding work in her home town as a waitress in a sleepy cafe with the same bunch of aging regulars every single day. When she's not doing that she's hanging with friends, drinking away her misery, and hoping that one day something will happen to turn her life around for the better.
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Height: 5'8
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Grey
Hair Colour and Style: Naturally light brown, dyed black with teal highlights, worn long down to her waist
Skills: Writing, drawing, architecture, singing, arts and crafts, gaming, waiting tables
Personality: Sarcastic, cynical, but something of a bleeding heart and wants to help others. Very bored with her mundane life.
Bio: A native of a small and quiet town where nothing ever happens, Chloe wishes she could have something interesting happen in her life for once. Although she briefly left home to attend college and learn to be a professional artist, she had to come back after she had trouble finding a job to pay her rent after a series of nervous breakdowns caused by bad relationships. She has resorted to finding work in her home town as a waitress in a sleepy cafe with the same bunch of aging regulars every single day. When she's not doing that she's hanging with friends, drinking away her misery, and hoping that one day something will happen to turn her life around for the better.
Name: Amanda 'Mandy' Callaghan
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Height: 5'9
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Blue. Also wears glasses
Hair Colour and Style: Blonde, long hair
Skills: Writing, horse riding, electronics, hockey, programming
Personality: Quiet, socially awkward, definitely on the spectrum, very easily excited when it seems she's made a new friend, repressed pervert even if she doesn't want to admit it
Bio: A shy, awkward, and very lonely woman, Amanda spends her days tending to shelves of books in her public library (and she very definitely thinks of it as her library', making sure everything runs in tip top shape. At night she spends her time bringing TV, reading romantasy novels and walking her dog, and occasionally reading something saucier and kinkier and taking care of business even if she tries to pretend she's not one of those types of perverted people. No, she's an intelligent, classy young woman, although perhaps something is coming in her near future that might challenge that perception of herself.
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Height: 5'9
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Blue. Also wears glasses
Hair Colour and Style: Blonde, long hair
Skills: Writing, horse riding, electronics, hockey, programming
Personality: Quiet, socially awkward, definitely on the spectrum, very easily excited when it seems she's made a new friend, repressed pervert even if she doesn't want to admit it
Bio: A shy, awkward, and very lonely woman, Amanda spends her days tending to shelves of books in her public library (and she very definitely thinks of it as her library', making sure everything runs in tip top shape. At night she spends her time bringing TV, reading romantasy novels and walking her dog, and occasionally reading something saucier and kinkier and taking care of business even if she tries to pretend she's not one of those types of perverted people. No, she's an intelligent, classy young woman, although perhaps something is coming in her near future that might challenge that perception of herself.
Sci Fi
Name: Jewel Sarah Carter
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 32
Height: 5'11
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour and Style: Brown, chin-length bob
Skills: Marksmanship, CQC, piloting, xenobiology, xenolinguistics, electrical engineering
Personality: Intelligent, curious, flirty, all-loving, loyal and dutiful. A little over-confident and easily frustrated with people who are slow on the uptake. Something of a thrill-seeker.
Bio: A renowned interstellar space explorer and adventurer, Jewel has travelled from one end of known space to the other in search of new civilisations and lost colonies. A scientific prodigy and over-achiever from a young age, she graduated top of her class from the Olympus Mons Flight Academy and joined Starforce to sign up with their space exploration wing. She has built up a slot of renown with the United Federal Republic as a go-to person to investigate unusual anomalies, alien threats and missing starships, often getting herself into sticky situations that will require all of her skills and wits to escape. She wished she made more time for her social life, but that's the price of being married to the job.
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 32
Height: 5'11
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour and Style: Brown, chin-length bob
Skills: Marksmanship, CQC, piloting, xenobiology, xenolinguistics, electrical engineering
Personality: Intelligent, curious, flirty, all-loving, loyal and dutiful. A little over-confident and easily frustrated with people who are slow on the uptake. Something of a thrill-seeker.
Bio: A renowned interstellar space explorer and adventurer, Jewel has travelled from one end of known space to the other in search of new civilisations and lost colonies. A scientific prodigy and over-achiever from a young age, she graduated top of her class from the Olympus Mons Flight Academy and joined Starforce to sign up with their space exploration wing. She has built up a slot of renown with the United Federal Republic as a go-to person to investigate unusual anomalies, alien threats and missing starships, often getting herself into sticky situations that will require all of her skills and wits to escape. She wished she made more time for her social life, but that's the price of being married to the job.
Name: Dani O'Connor
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Height: 5'7
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour and Style: Long curly red hair, usually tied back with a headband.
Skills: Engineering, driving, farming, knows how to use hunting rifles but nothing military,
Personality: Smart, capable, independent, a little socially awkward, very sexually frustrated.
Bio: Born on the backwater farming colony of New Albion, for as long as she can remember Dani has been living in a dying town. Their world was forgotten after the collapse of the first interstellar government, and almost anyone who had a ship has left long ago. Traders come by rarely, leaving the colonists to rely on repurposed tech left behind during the pullout. Each year the population dwindles, more farmland is reclaimed by the native lifeforms, and the colony administration puts down the boot down tighter with its posse of armed thugs.
Dani lives on the outskirts of the colony, doing her best to keep her family farm running alone after the deaths of her parents. It's tough work and she hates stomping out into the mud and rain every day to check the robots haven't broken down or that the sheep haven't been snatched by some alien predator. Each night she looks up at the stars and wishes that somebody, something would come and snatch her off of this godforsaken rock.
Well, tonight Dani might get her wish, as there's a ship descending through the atmosphere on a trajectory right on top of her farm...
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Height: 5'7
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour and Style: Long curly red hair, usually tied back with a headband.
Skills: Engineering, driving, farming, knows how to use hunting rifles but nothing military,
Personality: Smart, capable, independent, a little socially awkward, very sexually frustrated.
Bio: Born on the backwater farming colony of New Albion, for as long as she can remember Dani has been living in a dying town. Their world was forgotten after the collapse of the first interstellar government, and almost anyone who had a ship has left long ago. Traders come by rarely, leaving the colonists to rely on repurposed tech left behind during the pullout. Each year the population dwindles, more farmland is reclaimed by the native lifeforms, and the colony administration puts down the boot down tighter with its posse of armed thugs.
Dani lives on the outskirts of the colony, doing her best to keep her family farm running alone after the deaths of her parents. It's tough work and she hates stomping out into the mud and rain every day to check the robots haven't broken down or that the sheep haven't been snatched by some alien predator. Each night she looks up at the stars and wishes that somebody, something would come and snatch her off of this godforsaken rock.
Well, tonight Dani might get her wish, as there's a ship descending through the atmosphere on a trajectory right on top of her farm...
Name: Princess Izz Ozzandoa
Species: Oquenians
Gender: Female
Age: 106
Height: 5'8
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Pale blue with dark indigo mottling across her shoulders, hips, above her breasts, the backs of her hands and her forehead.
Eye Colour: Black sclera with deep purple irises
Hair Colour and Style: A wild mane of green-blue feathery hair
Skills: Using hand blaster, dueling knives, court protocol, diplomacy, telepathic and empathic abilities, can breathe underwater
Personality: Intelligent, well-educated, highly prim and proper, caring and empathetic.
Bio: The Oquenians, once one of the most powerful and advanced civilisations in the galaxy, are now extinct.
Well, nearly.
For thousands of years their empire, connected together by the psychic webs of its inhabitants, dominated a great swathe of the galaxy, with many more primitive species becoming their client states. At the centre of their Empire was the Imperial Coordinator, also known as the Emperor, whose duty was to maintain the psychic connections across the empire and act as the guiding hand of its billions of citizens.
Izz was the daughter of the last Emperor, raised from birth to hone her massive telepathic potential with the expectation that one day she would take the throne, and with it all of the responsibility. That was until the fateful day that a coalition of the empire's enemies declared war and launched a brutal crusade, slaughtering the Oquenians and burning their worlds.
She watched as the rest of her family died in the fighting, her father, the Emperor, dying when his mind could no longer handle the strain of coordinating the war and his brain imploded. Izz was put on a transport by the Royal Guard and fled into deep space, hoping to find safe harbour, but the enemy caught up to them. In a desperate final attempt to save her, the remaining Royal Guards placed Izz into a cryopod and jettisoned her into space before turning their ship around and ramming their pursuers at full spend, destroying both ships.
Now Izz floats unwaking through space in her cryopod, the last of her kind. Slowly the galaxy moved on from the war, and forgetting both the Oquenians and Izz.... until the day someone finds her pod, its fusion core keeping her alive nearly spent, and brings it onboard to open it up.
Species: Oquenians
Gender: Female
Age: 106
Height: 5'8
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Pale blue with dark indigo mottling across her shoulders, hips, above her breasts, the backs of her hands and her forehead.
Eye Colour: Black sclera with deep purple irises
Hair Colour and Style: A wild mane of green-blue feathery hair
Skills: Using hand blaster, dueling knives, court protocol, diplomacy, telepathic and empathic abilities, can breathe underwater
Personality: Intelligent, well-educated, highly prim and proper, caring and empathetic.
Bio: The Oquenians, once one of the most powerful and advanced civilisations in the galaxy, are now extinct.
Well, nearly.
For thousands of years their empire, connected together by the psychic webs of its inhabitants, dominated a great swathe of the galaxy, with many more primitive species becoming their client states. At the centre of their Empire was the Imperial Coordinator, also known as the Emperor, whose duty was to maintain the psychic connections across the empire and act as the guiding hand of its billions of citizens.
Izz was the daughter of the last Emperor, raised from birth to hone her massive telepathic potential with the expectation that one day she would take the throne, and with it all of the responsibility. That was until the fateful day that a coalition of the empire's enemies declared war and launched a brutal crusade, slaughtering the Oquenians and burning their worlds.
She watched as the rest of her family died in the fighting, her father, the Emperor, dying when his mind could no longer handle the strain of coordinating the war and his brain imploded. Izz was put on a transport by the Royal Guard and fled into deep space, hoping to find safe harbour, but the enemy caught up to them. In a desperate final attempt to save her, the remaining Royal Guards placed Izz into a cryopod and jettisoned her into space before turning their ship around and ramming their pursuers at full spend, destroying both ships.
Now Izz floats unwaking through space in her cryopod, the last of her kind. Slowly the galaxy moved on from the war, and forgetting both the Oquenians and Izz.... until the day someone finds her pod, its fusion core keeping her alive nearly spent, and brings it onboard to open it up.
Cyberpunk
Name: Zoya 'Zedd' Mishkin
Species: Human (Cyborg)
Gender: Female
Age: 30
Height: 6'0
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Pale (and heavily tattooed)
Eye Colour: Silver (artificial eyes)
Hair Colour and Style: Chin length platinum blonde hair
Skills: Skilled with most guns, melee weapons, martial arts, driving, and electronic warfare. Also a mean cook.
Personality: Short-tempered, brash, deeply cynical and sarcastic. If she trusts you enough to be vulnerable expect her to be extremely clingy. Highly protective of her friends and loved ones. Likes to go nude at home and, given the poor state of law enforcement in Gran Cali, in the streets save for a jacket. She blames her enhanced physical sensitivity but suspects some pervert implanted a dislike for clothing into her as a joke.
Bio: Zedd doesn't remember her life from before five years ago. All she knows is that she woke up naked in the trash heap outside of Gran Cali, the massive megacity covering most of the west coast of the former US state of California. Now an independent city-state ruled by corporate overlords, where their security forces enforce the dog-eat-dog nature of the city and most of the levels of it's multi-tiered streets are run by gangs and cartels. All Zedd had was her body, but what a body it was, with a suite of cybernetic implants including a metal spine running up her back and extensive physical augmentations to make her superhumanly fast, strong, durable, and able to heal from mortal wounds thanks to nanites in her blood. That, and a tattoo on her right arm with the name 'Zoya Mishkin 0831' written on it.
Zedd has since devoted herself to making a life in Gran Cali, building her reputation up from literally nothing to be known as someone you can rely on if you need someone killed, captured, or kept safe. Just don't stare for too long at her...
Species: Human (Cyborg)
Gender: Female
Age: 30
Height: 6'0
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Pale (and heavily tattooed)
Eye Colour: Silver (artificial eyes)
Hair Colour and Style: Chin length platinum blonde hair
Skills: Skilled with most guns, melee weapons, martial arts, driving, and electronic warfare. Also a mean cook.
Personality: Short-tempered, brash, deeply cynical and sarcastic. If she trusts you enough to be vulnerable expect her to be extremely clingy. Highly protective of her friends and loved ones. Likes to go nude at home and, given the poor state of law enforcement in Gran Cali, in the streets save for a jacket. She blames her enhanced physical sensitivity but suspects some pervert implanted a dislike for clothing into her as a joke.
Bio: Zedd doesn't remember her life from before five years ago. All she knows is that she woke up naked in the trash heap outside of Gran Cali, the massive megacity covering most of the west coast of the former US state of California. Now an independent city-state ruled by corporate overlords, where their security forces enforce the dog-eat-dog nature of the city and most of the levels of it's multi-tiered streets are run by gangs and cartels. All Zedd had was her body, but what a body it was, with a suite of cybernetic implants including a metal spine running up her back and extensive physical augmentations to make her superhumanly fast, strong, durable, and able to heal from mortal wounds thanks to nanites in her blood. That, and a tattoo on her right arm with the name 'Zoya Mishkin 0831' written on it.
Zedd has since devoted herself to making a life in Gran Cali, building her reputation up from literally nothing to be known as someone you can rely on if you need someone killed, captured, or kept safe. Just don't stare for too long at her...
Name: Remi
Species: Android
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Height: 5'9
Sexuality: If you are old enough to give consent? yes? Okay good.
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour and Style: Long light brown hair
Skills: He can download skills packages to do damn near anything, assuming he's physically capable of them. Has a preference for dressing up, cleaning, and sex.
Personality: A friendly, bubbly, flirtatious, mischievous, nymphomaniac robot. Sometimes has glitches where he freezes and appears to go into a state of distress as he has a flashback to his missing memories. Speaks in a french accent.
Bio: A heavily modified F3M-B01 model personal assistance android, Remi has spent the past year sitting at the back of a pawnbroker's shop, naked and deactivated amongst the other androids. The owner of the store can't remember the name of whoever brought him in, just that they didn't want any questions asked when they dropped him off and took their payment. When his new owner activates him he introduces himself and immediately gets about his business of cleaning, cooking, dressing in feminine clothing and maids outfits, and accidentally hinting he has a dark and troubled past that seems to have been purged from his memory banks...mostly.
Species: Android
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Height: 5'9
Sexuality: If you are old enough to give consent? yes? Okay good.
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour and Style: Long light brown hair
Skills: He can download skills packages to do damn near anything, assuming he's physically capable of them. Has a preference for dressing up, cleaning, and sex.
Personality: A friendly, bubbly, flirtatious, mischievous, nymphomaniac robot. Sometimes has glitches where he freezes and appears to go into a state of distress as he has a flashback to his missing memories. Speaks in a french accent.
Bio: A heavily modified F3M-B01 model personal assistance android, Remi has spent the past year sitting at the back of a pawnbroker's shop, naked and deactivated amongst the other androids. The owner of the store can't remember the name of whoever brought him in, just that they didn't want any questions asked when they dropped him off and took their payment. When his new owner activates him he introduces himself and immediately gets about his business of cleaning, cooking, dressing in feminine clothing and maids outfits, and accidentally hinting he has a dark and troubled past that seems to have been purged from his memory banks...mostly.
Name: Melinda Wei
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 100+
Height: 5'7
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Tanned
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Colour and Style: Long black hair, sometimes work in a ponytail
Skills: Singing, stage performing, business, being a socialite
Personality: Haughty, bohemian, controlling, a little narcissistic. Highly intelligent when she doesn't let her ego get in the way.
Bio: Mel Wei was one of the world's richest and most successful singers in her prime, her albums selling billions of copies across the world and the most streamed on nearly every single platform. But all her wealth from her music and careful business investments couldn't prevent her from ageing, her voice going over the years and resulting in her retiring from the stage. Now free to focus on her business pursuits she became painfully aware of her own mortality, every anti-aging treatment she tried turning out to be snake oil. But there was an alternative - to use the latest brain scanning and genetics technology to create a template of herself, that could be one day used to revive her in her prime with all her memories intact. Although it wasn't a perfect solution, as her original self would still die, she underwent the procedure anyway.
Some time later, a very, very long time later, Mel emerges from the cloning tank, naked and soaking wet. She doesn't know who she is for a few seconds until the implanted memories of her former self kick in, and she looks down at her own reflection and is overwhelmed with joy to see she's young again. But something's wrong - she's not in the fancy high-tech facility she was promised, instead she's in some sort of grungy black-alley facility. And the people standing there looking down at her don't seem like they're working for any kind of corporation. She suddenly fears that somehow, somebody got hold of an illegal copy of her template...
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 100+
Height: 5'7
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Tanned
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Colour and Style: Long black hair, sometimes work in a ponytail
Skills: Singing, stage performing, business, being a socialite
Personality: Haughty, bohemian, controlling, a little narcissistic. Highly intelligent when she doesn't let her ego get in the way.
Bio: Mel Wei was one of the world's richest and most successful singers in her prime, her albums selling billions of copies across the world and the most streamed on nearly every single platform. But all her wealth from her music and careful business investments couldn't prevent her from ageing, her voice going over the years and resulting in her retiring from the stage. Now free to focus on her business pursuits she became painfully aware of her own mortality, every anti-aging treatment she tried turning out to be snake oil. But there was an alternative - to use the latest brain scanning and genetics technology to create a template of herself, that could be one day used to revive her in her prime with all her memories intact. Although it wasn't a perfect solution, as her original self would still die, she underwent the procedure anyway.
Some time later, a very, very long time later, Mel emerges from the cloning tank, naked and soaking wet. She doesn't know who she is for a few seconds until the implanted memories of her former self kick in, and she looks down at her own reflection and is overwhelmed with joy to see she's young again. But something's wrong - she's not in the fancy high-tech facility she was promised, instead she's in some sort of grungy black-alley facility. And the people standing there looking down at her don't seem like they're working for any kind of corporation. She suddenly fears that somehow, somebody got hold of an illegal copy of her template...
Fantasy
Name: Sorcha Norfast
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Height: 5'8
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour and Style: Wavy blonde hair worn long
Skills: Swordfighting, horse riding, singing, archery, reading & writing (probably not that common), learned in natural philosophy
Personality: Highly intelligent, socially awkward especially when anyone draws attention to her burn marks, brave and adventurous in battle, loyal to her friends and maybe a little too zealous.
Bio: Third of four daughters of the Duke of Norfast, Sorcha wasn't really destined for much even before she suffered her disfigurement. At the age of 9 she snuck into the laboratory of her father's court magician and accidentally spilled an alchemical concoction down one side of her face, burning and disfiguring it. Afterwards, her father believed that he would never be able to find her a good suitor, something he let her know repeatedly, but he did notice that she was quite interested in the blade and warfare. Seeing as he had no sons and three other daughters with better marriage prospects he sent Sorcha off to learn to become a shieldmaiden, figuring she at least could be good for something if she fought on the battlefield for the true king. Sorcha spent two years with her tutor, a famed warrior woman with several other young woman students who all together would fight as shieldmaidens. However, the war she was about to fight might not go the way she expects...
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Height: 5'8
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour and Style: Wavy blonde hair worn long
Skills: Swordfighting, horse riding, singing, archery, reading & writing (probably not that common), learned in natural philosophy
Personality: Highly intelligent, socially awkward especially when anyone draws attention to her burn marks, brave and adventurous in battle, loyal to her friends and maybe a little too zealous.
Bio: Third of four daughters of the Duke of Norfast, Sorcha wasn't really destined for much even before she suffered her disfigurement. At the age of 9 she snuck into the laboratory of her father's court magician and accidentally spilled an alchemical concoction down one side of her face, burning and disfiguring it. Afterwards, her father believed that he would never be able to find her a good suitor, something he let her know repeatedly, but he did notice that she was quite interested in the blade and warfare. Seeing as he had no sons and three other daughters with better marriage prospects he sent Sorcha off to learn to become a shieldmaiden, figuring she at least could be good for something if she fought on the battlefield for the true king. Sorcha spent two years with her tutor, a famed warrior woman with several other young woman students who all together would fight as shieldmaidens. However, the war she was about to fight might not go the way she expects...
Species: Orc
Gender: Female
Age: 36
Height: 6'4'
Sexuality: Lesbian
Skin Colour: Green
Eye Colour: Yellow
Hair Colour and Style: A shaggy mane of brown hair
Personality: Short tempered, brash, very protective of her friends (although considered cool-headed and even-mannered by orcish standards). Likes to fight hard and party hard. Bringing up her father or her siblings is a bit of a sore spot and is a good way to get on her bad side.
Skills: Swords, axes, spears, maces, anything she can use to bludgeon someone with, Barbarian Raging, regeneration, warg-riding, singing with an enchanting voice.
Bio: Born the fifth child of Ragnok Bloodtusk, the supreme warlord of the orc tribes of the Eastern Marches and the only child of his second wife Nokla the Halfelven*, Morga spent her entire childhood living in the shadow of her four older siblings. Whilst the eldest son Grommar and eldest daughter Tharga were invited to their father's council meetings to learn to be his heirs, Morga learned to follow orders and be their good soldier. Whilst her sister Goranda was taught to fight by the greatest orcish teachers in the land, Morga had to make do with being her punching bag. Whilst her brother Fragh was given his own command as one of his father's trusted lieutenants, Morga was given the 'honour' of being his flag-carrier in battle.
Whilst her father preferred to ignore his 'spare' child, Morga's mother doted on her. She was enthralled by her mother's beautiful singing voice, which encouraged Morga to learn to sing as well as she did. This brought her to the attention of Gu'rak Stormbreaker, the oldest and most respected of all the orc bards in the Eastern Marches. He took Morga under his wing, brought her to the ancient shrines to the orc ancestors where the bards had learned to sing the ancient songs of their people, and taught Morga how to hone her voice into a beautiful, enchanting melody. Everyone around her became enraptured when she sang, channeling the same talent as her half-elvish mother.
Morga had hoped that now she would find the approval of her father, but it was not to be. Instead she discovered that she had arranged a marriage for her, a political union with the king of the eastern Ogre tribes whom her father wanted to cement an alliance with. Disgusted by the notion of becoming the ogre's bride, Morga grabbed her axe, mounted her trusty warg Fury and rode off in the night to foreign lands where she hoped she could find fame and fortune beyond her family's reach.
*reminding Morga that she's a quarter elf is another way to get her really mad
Name: Celina Starheart
Species: Half-human, half-high elf
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Height: 5'10
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Tanned
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour and Style: Short, almost boyishly so dark hair
Skills: Fighting with sword and shield, healing magic, light magic, horse riding, wilderness survival, religious arcana
Personality: Serious, focused on her holy mission, tries not to let her predicament get to her, always willing to offer a helping hand
Bio: As a young girl Celina was enthralled by the stories of Paladins, chosen knights of the gods who fought on the side of righteousness with holy powers. She spent years learning to wield a sword and shield, ride a horse, learn everything she could about the gods, hoping that one day one of them would pick her and choose her as their latest champion upon the mortal plane.
Eventually, one did, but not the one she was expecting.
Aluriel, goddess of love, lust and innocence, appeared before her in a vision one day, directing her to the goddess's secretive temple. Inside she was shocked to discover the priestesses and their female servants were all nude, or close to nude wearing silks and jewellery that hit absolutely nothing. For before the goddess Aluriel there can be no shame, no hiddenness, only love.
Shaken, Celina thought about refusing the goddesses call there and then, but the high priestess pleaded with her. There had not been a paladin of Aluriel in many years, and if Celina embraced the ways of the goddess she would receive great powers with which she could help others. Reluctantly, Celina agreed, discarding her clothing in a sacred ceremony and feeling the power of the goddess flow into her.
Now she travels the world, seeking evil to fight in the name of Aluriel, all whilst clad in nought but sandals, a belt and a holy icon of Aluriel hanging from a chain around her neck. Though her cheeks may be red from the eyes on her body, the blood of evil-dooers flows redder still.
Species: Half-human, half-high elf
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Height: 5'10
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Tanned
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Colour and Style: Short, almost boyishly so dark hair
Skills: Fighting with sword and shield, healing magic, light magic, horse riding, wilderness survival, religious arcana
Personality: Serious, focused on her holy mission, tries not to let her predicament get to her, always willing to offer a helping hand
Bio: As a young girl Celina was enthralled by the stories of Paladins, chosen knights of the gods who fought on the side of righteousness with holy powers. She spent years learning to wield a sword and shield, ride a horse, learn everything she could about the gods, hoping that one day one of them would pick her and choose her as their latest champion upon the mortal plane.
Eventually, one did, but not the one she was expecting.
Aluriel, goddess of love, lust and innocence, appeared before her in a vision one day, directing her to the goddess's secretive temple. Inside she was shocked to discover the priestesses and their female servants were all nude, or close to nude wearing silks and jewellery that hit absolutely nothing. For before the goddess Aluriel there can be no shame, no hiddenness, only love.
Shaken, Celina thought about refusing the goddesses call there and then, but the high priestess pleaded with her. There had not been a paladin of Aluriel in many years, and if Celina embraced the ways of the goddess she would receive great powers with which she could help others. Reluctantly, Celina agreed, discarding her clothing in a sacred ceremony and feeling the power of the goddess flow into her.
Now she travels the world, seeking evil to fight in the name of Aluriel, all whilst clad in nought but sandals, a belt and a holy icon of Aluriel hanging from a chain around her neck. Though her cheeks may be red from the eyes on her body, the blood of evil-dooers flows redder still.
Name: Chai
Species: Feline Beastkin
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Height: 5'7
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Yellow
Hair Colour and Style: Platinum blonde, very short
Skills: Hunting, singing, dancing
Personality: Playful, curious, naive, homesick
Bio: A native of a mysterious island found in the western seas, Chai was taken prisoner by pirates who came ashore to repair damage done to their vessel by a sea serpent. Finding him wandering the jungle hunting for his tribe, they snatched up this living example of the fabled cat-people, resembling humans but with the eyes, fangs, claws, tail and ears of a cat, and brought him back to the eastern shores where they thought they might fetch a good price for him. Now Chair finds himself no longer free but the pet of a rich buyer, a freak in a show, or a gift to a mighty ruler...
Species: Feline Beastkin
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Height: 5'7
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Yellow
Hair Colour and Style: Platinum blonde, very short
Skills: Hunting, singing, dancing
Personality: Playful, curious, naive, homesick
Bio: A native of a mysterious island found in the western seas, Chai was taken prisoner by pirates who came ashore to repair damage done to their vessel by a sea serpent. Finding him wandering the jungle hunting for his tribe, they snatched up this living example of the fabled cat-people, resembling humans but with the eyes, fangs, claws, tail and ears of a cat, and brought him back to the eastern shores where they thought they might fetch a good price for him. Now Chair finds himself no longer free but the pet of a rich buyer, a freak in a show, or a gift to a mighty ruler...
Star Wars
Name: Novie Doora
Species: Twi'Lek
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Height: 5'7
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Purple-Pink
Eye Colour: Brown
Skills: Engineering, Piloting, Marksmanship, Skullduggery
Personality: Highly intelligent, a little cynical, easily exasperated by technology or other people's stupidity, highly ambitious
Bio: An orphan girl who grew up in a gang of street urchins on Nal Hutta, Novie is no stranger to what life is like when you don't have enough credits to keep yourself from feeling hungry. After her street gang were rounded up by corrupt cops working for a cartel that wanted to redevelop the block they lived in, she moved on to bigger things by working as a courier and street thief for a powerful crime boss, before one day pilfering a very large credit chip from him and using it to buy herself passage off-world. Now she dreams of making her own way in the galaxy as a scoundrel and smuggler, seeking to have her own ship. If only she didn't have such an unlucky streak...
Species: Twi'Lek
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Height: 5'7
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Purple-Pink
Eye Colour: Brown
Skills: Engineering, Piloting, Marksmanship, Skullduggery
Personality: Highly intelligent, a little cynical, easily exasperated by technology or other people's stupidity, highly ambitious
Bio: An orphan girl who grew up in a gang of street urchins on Nal Hutta, Novie is no stranger to what life is like when you don't have enough credits to keep yourself from feeling hungry. After her street gang were rounded up by corrupt cops working for a cartel that wanted to redevelop the block they lived in, she moved on to bigger things by working as a courier and street thief for a powerful crime boss, before one day pilfering a very large credit chip from him and using it to buy herself passage off-world. Now she dreams of making her own way in the galaxy as a scoundrel and smuggler, seeking to have her own ship. If only she didn't have such an unlucky streak...
Name: Dawn Myntha
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Height: 5'9
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair style and colour: Chin-length blonde hair, usually with two braids.
Skills: Piloting, Marksmanship, Upper-class etiquette and Protocol, Animal riding and handling, Slicing
Personality: Prim and proper, haughty, a little naive, easily embarrassed, caring despite her insensitivity
Bio: Born the eldest child of the Archduchess of the wealthy planet Veldorran, Dawn was raised her entire life to expect that she would one day take the throne and rule over her world. Her every want was seen to and her every need was fulfilled at great expense, until the day that her mother was assassinated by an assassin hired by her uncle and a palace coup took place. The new rulers of Veldorran executed a complet epurge of the old government, including the children of the old Archduchess, who were imprisoned save for Dawn who managed to escape on a small pleasure yacht. With her uncle, the new Archduke in league with the Empire, Dawn finds herself alone in the galaxy, trying to survive amongst the scum and villainy of its seedy underbelly.
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Height: 5'9
Sexuality: Bisexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair style and colour: Chin-length blonde hair, usually with two braids.
Skills: Piloting, Marksmanship, Upper-class etiquette and Protocol, Animal riding and handling, Slicing
Personality: Prim and proper, haughty, a little naive, easily embarrassed, caring despite her insensitivity
Bio: Born the eldest child of the Archduchess of the wealthy planet Veldorran, Dawn was raised her entire life to expect that she would one day take the throne and rule over her world. Her every want was seen to and her every need was fulfilled at great expense, until the day that her mother was assassinated by an assassin hired by her uncle and a palace coup took place. The new rulers of Veldorran executed a complet epurge of the old government, including the children of the old Archduchess, who were imprisoned save for Dawn who managed to escape on a small pleasure yacht. With her uncle, the new Archduke in league with the Empire, Dawn finds herself alone in the galaxy, trying to survive amongst the scum and villainy of its seedy underbelly.
Name: Edine 'Lily' Rai-to
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Height: 5'10
Sexuality: Lesbian
Skin Colour: Dark
Eye Colour: Hazel
Hair style and colour: Long hair worn in a ponytail or a bun
Skills: Lightsaber fencing, meditation, telekinesis, piloting, sneaking, mind tricks, drinks mixing
Personality: Stoic, quiet, struggles with being pulled to the dark side by sadness over what happened to her master, wary of getting too close to others, tries to put on a friendly face.
Bio: Once a padawan to the maverick Jedi Knight Vion Dool, Edin-Li fought under him during the Clone Wars as a young padawan, seeing th ehorrors of the battlefield at far too early an age. During Order 66 he protected her from the clones by hiding her away in the ventilation shaft of their cruiser and slicing the systems to keep the sensors from detecting her, falling to their blaster fire only once he was sure she was secure. Afterwards Edin-Li snuck off the ship after it landed on Coruscant and slipped into the shadows. Taking on the false name 'Lily' she has sought work where she can over the years whilst staying undercover, now currently working as a barmaid at a seedy hole on Nal Hutta. She puts up with the miserable work because she knows she is far from any prying eyes, but she can't help but get entangled with the problems of the customers...
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Height: 5'10
Sexuality: Lesbian
Skin Colour: Dark
Eye Colour: Hazel
Hair style and colour: Long hair worn in a ponytail or a bun
Skills: Lightsaber fencing, meditation, telekinesis, piloting, sneaking, mind tricks, drinks mixing
Personality: Stoic, quiet, struggles with being pulled to the dark side by sadness over what happened to her master, wary of getting too close to others, tries to put on a friendly face.
Bio: Once a padawan to the maverick Jedi Knight Vion Dool, Edin-Li fought under him during the Clone Wars as a young padawan, seeing th ehorrors of the battlefield at far too early an age. During Order 66 he protected her from the clones by hiding her away in the ventilation shaft of their cruiser and slicing the systems to keep the sensors from detecting her, falling to their blaster fire only once he was sure she was secure. Afterwards Edin-Li snuck off the ship after it landed on Coruscant and slipped into the shadows. Taking on the false name 'Lily' she has sought work where she can over the years whilst staying undercover, now currently working as a barmaid at a seedy hole on Nal Hutta. She puts up with the miserable work because she knows she is far from any prying eyes, but she can't help but get entangled with the problems of the customers...
Superheroes
Name: Violet Vines/Vi'vi
Species: Xenonian
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Height: 5'10
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Grey
Hair style and colour: Dirty blonde hair, worn shoulder-length loose
Powers: As a Xenonian Violet's body is comprised of an altered state of matter made up of non-standard model particles, known as xenomatter. She possesses superhuman strength, speed, and durability, and flight, able to fly at hypersonic speeds. Her senses are several orders of magnitude better than a human and she can also see and sense parts of the electromagnetic spectrum invisible to us. She possesses touch-based telepathy and empathic abilities and is able to 'mind-meld' with people. She can alter the physical density of her body without changing its volume to become gaseous, liquid, or a super dense solid for an extra mass in her punches. She also possesses shapeshifting abilities, although she has never used them since her father set her to a human appearance as a child. She can regenerate and is immune to most earthly diseases and can only really get drunk or high if she lets herself metabolise it.
Personality: Cynical, hedonistic, caustic towards people who want to help her, but desperately needs a hug.
Bio: Violet Vines, or Vi'vi in the language of the planet Xenon, is the daughter of an alien explorer from the planet Xenon called Sha'vi. Taking on the name Shawn Vines and the codename Xenoman he became one of Earth's most famous superheroes, as well as a loving wife who bore him a daughter, Violet. As a small child Violet struggled to fit in with earthly children, even after her father mind-melded with her to activate her shapeshifting powers early and change her from the blue-skinned hue of a Xenonian to something more human.
When she was only nine her father left Earth on a secretive deep space mission, and never returned, leaving her with only her mother who died two years later in a tragic car accident. Violet went to live with her human grandparents but they were unable to help her as her Xenonian half overtook her human half and her powers came into full bloom, having to navigate their emergence all by herself.
Feeling abandoned, alone and unable to relate to most of the people around her, Violet has taken to hard drugs and liquor to dull her senses. She now lives as a drifter, going from place to place trying to escape the sense that she isn't living up to her father's legacy, occasionally intervening to save people when disaster strikes before leaving as quickly as possible before people can ask questions.
Species: Xenonian
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Height: 5'10
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Light
Eye Colour: Grey
Hair style and colour: Dirty blonde hair, worn shoulder-length loose
Powers: As a Xenonian Violet's body is comprised of an altered state of matter made up of non-standard model particles, known as xenomatter. She possesses superhuman strength, speed, and durability, and flight, able to fly at hypersonic speeds. Her senses are several orders of magnitude better than a human and she can also see and sense parts of the electromagnetic spectrum invisible to us. She possesses touch-based telepathy and empathic abilities and is able to 'mind-meld' with people. She can alter the physical density of her body without changing its volume to become gaseous, liquid, or a super dense solid for an extra mass in her punches. She also possesses shapeshifting abilities, although she has never used them since her father set her to a human appearance as a child. She can regenerate and is immune to most earthly diseases and can only really get drunk or high if she lets herself metabolise it.
Personality: Cynical, hedonistic, caustic towards people who want to help her, but desperately needs a hug.
Bio: Violet Vines, or Vi'vi in the language of the planet Xenon, is the daughter of an alien explorer from the planet Xenon called Sha'vi. Taking on the name Shawn Vines and the codename Xenoman he became one of Earth's most famous superheroes, as well as a loving wife who bore him a daughter, Violet. As a small child Violet struggled to fit in with earthly children, even after her father mind-melded with her to activate her shapeshifting powers early and change her from the blue-skinned hue of a Xenonian to something more human.
When she was only nine her father left Earth on a secretive deep space mission, and never returned, leaving her with only her mother who died two years later in a tragic car accident. Violet went to live with her human grandparents but they were unable to help her as her Xenonian half overtook her human half and her powers came into full bloom, having to navigate their emergence all by herself.
Feeling abandoned, alone and unable to relate to most of the people around her, Violet has taken to hard drugs and liquor to dull her senses. She now lives as a drifter, going from place to place trying to escape the sense that she isn't living up to her father's legacy, occasionally intervening to save people when disaster strikes before leaving as quickly as possible before people can ask questions.
Species: Pheroxian
Gender: Female
Age: 750 Earth years
Height: 6'4
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Red
Eye Colour: Amber
Hair style and colour: Very dark red, long and loose
Powers: As a Pheroxian, Imperiona possesses incredible strength and durability, able to plunge into a star's corona and survive or crack a planet's crust with a single blow. She can fly fast enough to outpace and outmaneuver most starships. In the event that something actually does manage to hurt her, a quirk of her Pheroxian biology activates and her strength and speed dramatically increases as she goes into a berserker state, however she cannot think as clearly in this state. Once she gets a chance to rest however she can regenerate from even the most grievous of bodily wounds so long as her heart and brain remain mostly intact. This also affords them extremely long lifespans, as it 750 years old Imperiona is only in the Pheroxian equivalent of her mid-20s.
Personality: Confident, boastful, bohemian and very bloodthirsty. Willing to lie to cover her tracks and dismissive of human weakness, but does like Earth and has become attached to it. Has a soft spot for kids and will not let any harm come to them.
Bio: For centuries the Pheroxians were the scourge of the galaxy, an imperialistic race of conquerors whose strength was practically unmatched having evolved on Pheroxia, the most dangerous planet in the known universe. Planet after planet fell to the legions of red-skinned warriors and their slave armies, threatening to bring the entire galaxy under their heel. Imperiona was a young and ambitious Imperial Warrior at the height of Pheroxian dominance, eager to bring glory to her clan when disaster struck.
The Galactic Council, seeking a way to turn the tide against the Pheroxians, gathered their most powerful telepaths and used them to influence the minds of the Pheroxian clan leaders, leading to a series of brutal civil wars that tore the empire about and saw two third of their race die in a great purge by the winners. Imperiona's clan was one of the losers. Honour demanded that she stand and die with her kin, but Imperiona valued her own skin too much and fled into deep space.
Weakened, the empire quickly fell to a counterattack by the Council led by the Galactic Enforcers, their strongest champions. Imperiona meanwhile had taken up a new life as a pirate queen, leading a crew of brigands as they plundered the star lanes and raided vulnerable worlds. Eventually she grew overconfident, attacking a Council-protected world - and bringing the Enforcers down on her head, who ambushed her pirates whilst they were in the middle of refueling from a star's corona.
Imperiona once again had to flee, but she had been badly hurt in the battle. She drifted through space until she came across a small blue-green backwater where hopefully she could lay low. When she arrived on this 'Earth' the first thing she discovered was that although most of its inhabitants were weak, there were these 'superheroes' who, even if she could crush them if she really wanted to, were strong enough to give her pause in her weakened state. Second, nobody here knew who she was, even thinking she was a hero after she rescued a schoolbus full of children from a rampaging supervillain.
She's learned to like being thought of as a hero. She's even started up romances with some locals. She just hopes the Galactic Enforcers don't show up and ruin everything...
Name: Liesel Drakhoff
Species: Angel/Vampire hybrid
Gender: Female
Age: 1000+ years old
Height: 5'11
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Very Pale
Eye Colour: Red
Hair style and colour: Dark black hair, down to waist length
Powers: The fusion of angel and vampiric biology grants Liesel many abilities, namely the ability to use her black angelic wings to fly, immortality, superhuman strength and speed, sharp fangs and claws. She can see in the dark and has superhuman hearing. She possesses telepathic abilities and can sense the worst sins of the humans around her. Where most angels have the ability to use holy light to attack the forces of evil Liesel has shadow manipulation abilities, able to cloak herself in darkness and become invisible or bind her foes with tendrils of shadow. She is immune to sunlight and will not burn in the presence of holy symbols, but she still has an allergy to garlic. She can also be bound by rituals designed to trap and control angelic beings. She can only feed on the willing, as blood drawn from an unwilling victim would make her deeply sick and the more morally good the person the more empowered their blood will make her.
Personality: A fun-loving party animal, tends not to take things very seriously. Absolute nymphomaniac. Very definitely trying to hide her uncertainty of her identity and being the child of two worlds. Hyper protective of her friends and lovers, easily gets jealous and overdramatic when she gets a bit tipsy.
Bio: As a small child Liesel always knew she didn't belong. The daughter of a holy angel of the high heavens and a vampiric lord of the night, she was raised amongst humans in 10th Century Romania. When her mother was imprisoned in Hell by the other angels for her blasphemous act, and her father was staked by his elder vampire for consorting with the forces of light, she was left to wander the world alone, hated by both the forces of the darkness and the light.
Over the centuries she has learned to master her abilities, wielding shadow powers unlike any angel or vampire. She has slowly built up a begrudging alliance with a rogue sect of the Catholic Church that has turned to the use of the occult to fight the occult, finding home amongst these fellow Twilight Warriors. Alongside gun-toting nuns and demon-summoning exorcists she fought her way through the forces of Hell and heaven alike throughout the 20th Century.
Now it's the 21st Century, and Liesel feels like she's owed a bit of a vacation, taking some time away from the twilight Warriors to party and indulge in her many vices. Of course, she can't prevent her past from catching up with her forever...
Species: Angel/Vampire hybrid
Gender: Female
Age: 1000+ years old
Height: 5'11
Sexuality: Pansexual
Skin Colour: Very Pale
Eye Colour: Red
Hair style and colour: Dark black hair, down to waist length
Powers: The fusion of angel and vampiric biology grants Liesel many abilities, namely the ability to use her black angelic wings to fly, immortality, superhuman strength and speed, sharp fangs and claws. She can see in the dark and has superhuman hearing. She possesses telepathic abilities and can sense the worst sins of the humans around her. Where most angels have the ability to use holy light to attack the forces of evil Liesel has shadow manipulation abilities, able to cloak herself in darkness and become invisible or bind her foes with tendrils of shadow. She is immune to sunlight and will not burn in the presence of holy symbols, but she still has an allergy to garlic. She can also be bound by rituals designed to trap and control angelic beings. She can only feed on the willing, as blood drawn from an unwilling victim would make her deeply sick and the more morally good the person the more empowered their blood will make her.
Personality: A fun-loving party animal, tends not to take things very seriously. Absolute nymphomaniac. Very definitely trying to hide her uncertainty of her identity and being the child of two worlds. Hyper protective of her friends and lovers, easily gets jealous and overdramatic when she gets a bit tipsy.
Bio: As a small child Liesel always knew she didn't belong. The daughter of a holy angel of the high heavens and a vampiric lord of the night, she was raised amongst humans in 10th Century Romania. When her mother was imprisoned in Hell by the other angels for her blasphemous act, and her father was staked by his elder vampire for consorting with the forces of light, she was left to wander the world alone, hated by both the forces of the darkness and the light.
Over the centuries she has learned to master her abilities, wielding shadow powers unlike any angel or vampire. She has slowly built up a begrudging alliance with a rogue sect of the Catholic Church that has turned to the use of the occult to fight the occult, finding home amongst these fellow Twilight Warriors. Alongside gun-toting nuns and demon-summoning exorcists she fought her way through the forces of Hell and heaven alike throughout the 20th Century.
Now it's the 21st Century, and Liesel feels like she's owed a bit of a vacation, taking some time away from the twilight Warriors to party and indulge in her many vices. Of course, she can't prevent her past from catching up with her forever...
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