This thread will act as an archive for all of the characters that I've made in the past, and will make in the future. Some of the profiles are more detailed then others, but I plan on coming back and adjusting everything to a cohesive format at a later date.
Basics
Appearance
Personality
Name: Lucian Net
Age: 24(000)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Asexual
Ethnicity: Romanian
Height: 5'11"
Occupation: Artist/Royal Councilman
Settings: Victorian/Historical, Fantasy
Age: 24(000)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Asexual
Ethnicity: Romanian
Height: 5'11"
Occupation: Artist/Royal Councilman
Settings: Victorian/Historical, Fantasy
-Hair Texture/Color: Wavy | Dark Brown
-Hair Length/Style: Shoulder Length | Down, parted down the middle
-Eye Color/Shape: Hazel | Narrower almond-shaped
-Race/Skin Color: Vampire | Porcelain w/a beauty mark under his left eye
-Body Type: Broad shoulders, well-muscled
-Attire: White puffy shirts with expensive looking waistcoats of richer colors like emerald, red, and purple. Occasionally wears jeweled neckties, but only bothers with that and an overcoat for special occasions.
-Hair Length/Style: Shoulder Length | Down, parted down the middle
-Eye Color/Shape: Hazel | Narrower almond-shaped
-Race/Skin Color: Vampire | Porcelain w/a beauty mark under his left eye
-Body Type: Broad shoulders, well-muscled
-Attire: White puffy shirts with expensive looking waistcoats of richer colors like emerald, red, and purple. Occasionally wears jeweled neckties, but only bothers with that and an overcoat for special occasions.
-Personality: Despite the many thousands of years he's walked the earth, Lucian has remained a kind and caring soul. Because his humanity has remained intact though, he spends much of his time brooding. However, it is also because of his humanity that he has not lost his sense of adventure. When pushed too far though, he has a tendency to become cold and distant.
*** () = demonic form details
-Name: Arin Roth (Azzas)
-Gender: Male
-Age: 23 (Apparent; Actual Age Unknown)
-Height: 5'8"
-Sexuality: Pansexual
-Occupation: Causing trouble
-Weapon(s) of Choice: Sword and Blue flames
-Hair Texture/Color: Straight but fluffy | Black (White)
-Hair Length/Style: Just Above Shoulders | Well-kept and usually down, though will occasionally be pulled back into a ponytail
-Eye Color/Shape: Pale Blue (lavender w/black sclera) | Upturned
-Race/Skin Color: Demon/Wrath Demon | Sun-kissed with a dusting of freckles (paper white w/purple undertones)
-Body Type: Stocky
-Defining Physical Feature(s): Scar running horizontally across his neck
-Attire: Dresses to match most of the fashion trends of society, though favors anything that's red. Has a slightly edgier style, but isn't opposed to light or vibrant colors.
(Deep purple armor designed to look like dragon scales. Clawed gauntlets that match the style. Black twisted horns)
-Personality: Generally, Azzas is very upbeat, a side-effect of mostly enjoying the work he does. He tries not to take life too seriously, but has the capacity to somber up when the situation calls for it. However, most of his more intense emotions are usually hidden by well-timed jokes or absurd lies. As his demonic species name suggests though, he has a wicked temper, and very little control over it once he gets truly angry.
Setting(s): Basically anything, he's pretty versatile
-Name: Arin Roth (Azzas)
-Gender: Male
-Age: 23 (Apparent; Actual Age Unknown)
-Height: 5'8"
-Sexuality: Pansexual
-Occupation: Causing trouble
-Weapon(s) of Choice: Sword and Blue flames
-Hair Texture/Color: Straight but fluffy | Black (White)
-Hair Length/Style: Just Above Shoulders | Well-kept and usually down, though will occasionally be pulled back into a ponytail
-Eye Color/Shape: Pale Blue (lavender w/black sclera) | Upturned
-Race/Skin Color: Demon/Wrath Demon | Sun-kissed with a dusting of freckles (paper white w/purple undertones)
-Body Type: Stocky
-Defining Physical Feature(s): Scar running horizontally across his neck
-Attire: Dresses to match most of the fashion trends of society, though favors anything that's red. Has a slightly edgier style, but isn't opposed to light or vibrant colors.
(Deep purple armor designed to look like dragon scales. Clawed gauntlets that match the style. Black twisted horns)
-Personality: Generally, Azzas is very upbeat, a side-effect of mostly enjoying the work he does. He tries not to take life too seriously, but has the capacity to somber up when the situation calls for it. However, most of his more intense emotions are usually hidden by well-timed jokes or absurd lies. As his demonic species name suggests though, he has a wicked temper, and very little control over it once he gets truly angry.
Setting(s): Basically anything, he's pretty versatile
-Gender: Male
-Age: Unknown
-Height: 6'2"
-Occupation: Reaping souls
-Weapon(s) of Choice: Soul-severing scythe and Sense-numbing fog
-Hair Texture/Color: Thick and Wavy | Auburn
-Hair Length/Style: Short, longest part reaches just passed his ears | Slicked-back or parted to the right
-Eye Color/Shape: Silver, almost white | Droopy and hooded
-Race/Skin Color: Grim Reaper | Pale as a corpse w/some gray undertones, Dark circles constantly under his eyes
-Body Type: Thin w/lean muscles
-Attire: Black and silver, typically. Prefers nicer clothes like formal suits and dress shirts.
-Personality: Subdued and kind of muted emotionally, Death is definitely more of a closed book than an open one. While he does feel emotions deeply and is largely sympathetic to the human condition, he finds it near impossible to express himself. However, he does have a mean streak that manifests in sharp words and avoidant behaviors. Generally though, he tries to be kind and compassionate.
Setting(s): Any setting
-Age: Unknown
-Height: 6'2"
-Occupation: Reaping souls
-Weapon(s) of Choice: Soul-severing scythe and Sense-numbing fog
-Hair Texture/Color: Thick and Wavy | Auburn
-Hair Length/Style: Short, longest part reaches just passed his ears | Slicked-back or parted to the right
-Eye Color/Shape: Silver, almost white | Droopy and hooded
-Race/Skin Color: Grim Reaper | Pale as a corpse w/some gray undertones, Dark circles constantly under his eyes
-Body Type: Thin w/lean muscles
-Attire: Black and silver, typically. Prefers nicer clothes like formal suits and dress shirts.
-Personality: Subdued and kind of muted emotionally, Death is definitely more of a closed book than an open one. While he does feel emotions deeply and is largely sympathetic to the human condition, he finds it near impossible to express himself. However, he does have a mean streak that manifests in sharp words and avoidant behaviors. Generally though, he tries to be kind and compassionate.
Setting(s): Any setting
Age: 22
Gender: M
Height: 5'11
Hair color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Sexuality: Gay
Birthday: October 27th (Scorpio)
Likes: Playing guitar, stargazing, long drives, performing for a crowd, dancing, singing (though he doesn't think he's particularly good at it) listening to music, thunderstorms/rain, cats, strong coffee, a good bourbon, making people smile
Dislikes: Kiwis (the fruit, not the bird), being alone, coming up with lyrics for music, horror movies, the dark in certain situations, eggs, spiders, anyone who threatens his friends/loved ones
Basic Info:
In most typical situations, Avery is outgoing and openly flirtatious, even if his heart isn't completely in said flirtations. Calling him upbeat would be a bit of an exaggeration though since he's prone to the occasional cynical comment, courtesy of his strict upbringing and toxic past (and current) relationships. However, he's quick to brush over it with a joke or a dismissive chuckle, wanting to focus on his more positive emotions than the negative ones swirling in his head.
Past his mask of carefree extravagance though, he feels things very deeply, no matter the emotion. He would do anything for the people he loves, whether it be tearing someone else apart... or himself. He's not quick to hold a grudge, but he does remember wrongs that he perceives as substantial, at least in regards to others. As for himself, he tends to believe that he deserves any of the bad treatment that comes his way, if for no other reason than because he's been told so for years.
Gender: M
Height: 5'11
Hair color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Sexuality: Gay
Birthday: October 27th (Scorpio)
Likes: Playing guitar, stargazing, long drives, performing for a crowd, dancing, singing (though he doesn't think he's particularly good at it) listening to music, thunderstorms/rain, cats, strong coffee, a good bourbon, making people smile
Dislikes: Kiwis (the fruit, not the bird), being alone, coming up with lyrics for music, horror movies, the dark in certain situations, eggs, spiders, anyone who threatens his friends/loved ones
Basic Info:
In most typical situations, Avery is outgoing and openly flirtatious, even if his heart isn't completely in said flirtations. Calling him upbeat would be a bit of an exaggeration though since he's prone to the occasional cynical comment, courtesy of his strict upbringing and toxic past (and current) relationships. However, he's quick to brush over it with a joke or a dismissive chuckle, wanting to focus on his more positive emotions than the negative ones swirling in his head.
Past his mask of carefree extravagance though, he feels things very deeply, no matter the emotion. He would do anything for the people he loves, whether it be tearing someone else apart... or himself. He's not quick to hold a grudge, but he does remember wrongs that he perceives as substantial, at least in regards to others. As for himself, he tends to believe that he deserves any of the bad treatment that comes his way, if for no other reason than because he's been told so for years.
-Name: Ifera Elres (Ee-fear-ra Al-rehs)
-Gender: Female
-Age: Unknown
-Height: 6'1"
-Sexuality: Asexual
-Occupation: Bringer of end times if that counts
-Weapon(s) of Choice: Swords, but she's not above using her fists if need be; Ability to use magic is unknown
-Hair Texture/Color: Wavy | White
-Hair Length/Style: Mid-back | Down, parted down the middle
-Eye Color/Shape: Silver/Glowing Silver | Narrower and Almond-shaped
-Race/Skin Color: Unknown, but speculated to be some sort of old, forgotten deity. Or perhaps a demon pretending to be one | Pale with warmer undertones
-Body Type: Kind of willowy from a distance, but has strong arms and legs
-Defining Physical Feature(s): Sigils carved into her palms
-Attire: Black spiked crown with either a white or deep red dress; When in battle, she has the addition of black spiked shoulder/neck armor, matching gauntlets, and a chainmail cape.
-Personality: Ifera is standoffish with most people, partially due to the major trust issues she possesses. Once her shell of frigid treatment is broken through though, she still keeps most at a distance. But! If she determines that you're trustworthy, then typically her kinder side begins to show through (achievement unlocked: Ifera will now die for you).
Basic Info:
Not much is known about her past, and she refuses to speak much more of it than the occasional muttered curse in a long forgotten tongue. However, when asked why she was imprisoned, she will say it was for the protection of all, for she is to bring ruin. Though in what capacity was never specified to her, even as her people enchanted her tomb so that she would never wake. A darkness dwells within her though, and it's slowly crawling back to the surface, determined to complete the prophecy she was born under.
Setting(s): High-Fantasy, maybe modern depending on the story
-Gender: Female
-Age: Unknown
-Height: 6'1"
-Sexuality: Asexual
-Occupation: Bringer of end times if that counts
-Weapon(s) of Choice: Swords, but she's not above using her fists if need be; Ability to use magic is unknown
-Hair Texture/Color: Wavy | White
-Hair Length/Style: Mid-back | Down, parted down the middle
-Eye Color/Shape: Silver/Glowing Silver | Narrower and Almond-shaped
-Race/Skin Color: Unknown, but speculated to be some sort of old, forgotten deity. Or perhaps a demon pretending to be one | Pale with warmer undertones
-Body Type: Kind of willowy from a distance, but has strong arms and legs
-Defining Physical Feature(s): Sigils carved into her palms
-Attire: Black spiked crown with either a white or deep red dress; When in battle, she has the addition of black spiked shoulder/neck armor, matching gauntlets, and a chainmail cape.
-Personality: Ifera is standoffish with most people, partially due to the major trust issues she possesses. Once her shell of frigid treatment is broken through though, she still keeps most at a distance. But! If she determines that you're trustworthy, then typically her kinder side begins to show through (achievement unlocked: Ifera will now die for you).
Basic Info:
Not much is known about her past, and she refuses to speak much more of it than the occasional muttered curse in a long forgotten tongue. However, when asked why she was imprisoned, she will say it was for the protection of all, for she is to bring ruin. Though in what capacity was never specified to her, even as her people enchanted her tomb so that she would never wake. A darkness dwells within her though, and it's slowly crawling back to the surface, determined to complete the prophecy she was born under.
Setting(s): High-Fantasy, maybe modern depending on the story
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Race: Human
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Light blue
Weapon(s) of Choice: Primarily magic, but also wields a bladed staff
Basic Info:
Misfortune has followed Rory for the grand majority of his life, something that most blame on his untrained, natural gift with magic. However, it's usually just chalked up to his uncanny bad luck and timing. After moving around frequently (occasionally with an angry person or two chasing after him), he finally settled in a mostly-remote location in the mountains, enjoying the company of the animals who inhabit it much more than the people below it. Though that occasionally means fighting a mountain-dwelling monster or two, he much prefers it to his original, on-the-run lifestyle. He can feel trouble brewing in the air though… something is coming.
Age: 21
Race: Human
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Light blue
Weapon(s) of Choice: Primarily magic, but also wields a bladed staff
Basic Info:
Misfortune has followed Rory for the grand majority of his life, something that most blame on his untrained, natural gift with magic. However, it's usually just chalked up to his uncanny bad luck and timing. After moving around frequently (occasionally with an angry person or two chasing after him), he finally settled in a mostly-remote location in the mountains, enjoying the company of the animals who inhabit it much more than the people below it. Though that occasionally means fighting a mountain-dwelling monster or two, he much prefers it to his original, on-the-run lifestyle. He can feel trouble brewing in the air though… something is coming.
-Gender: Male
-Age: 23
-Height: 5'11"
-Sexuality: Pansexual
-Occupation: Engineer
-Hair Texture/Color: Naturally wavy | Dyed white on top, but sides are dark brown/his natural color
-Hair Length/Style: Short | Undercut; Either slicked back or a wavy mess
-Eye Color/Shape: Hazel | Almond-shaped, slightly down-turned
-Race/Skin Color: Caucasian | Pale as shit
-Body Type: Leaner, but has some muscle
-Defining Physical Feature(s): Various ear piercings, Lip piercing, Eyebrow piercing, Scar through left eyebrow, Tribal tiger tattoo on neck, Comm. chip imbedded in left arm
-Attire: Black spacesuit with "ENGINEER" written on the back in white letters and his last name on the left half of the chest in smaller letters and a white t-shirt; Typically has the suit pushed down around his hips unless he's repairing stuff.
-Personality: Laidback, Friendly, Calm under pressure, Witty, Ambivert
-Setting(s): Sci-fi/Space, but could probably be worked into a modern setting
-Age: 23
-Height: 5'11"
-Sexuality: Pansexual
-Occupation: Engineer
-Hair Texture/Color: Naturally wavy | Dyed white on top, but sides are dark brown/his natural color
-Hair Length/Style: Short | Undercut; Either slicked back or a wavy mess
-Eye Color/Shape: Hazel | Almond-shaped, slightly down-turned
-Race/Skin Color: Caucasian | Pale as shit
-Body Type: Leaner, but has some muscle
-Defining Physical Feature(s): Various ear piercings, Lip piercing, Eyebrow piercing, Scar through left eyebrow, Tribal tiger tattoo on neck, Comm. chip imbedded in left arm
-Attire: Black spacesuit with "ENGINEER" written on the back in white letters and his last name on the left half of the chest in smaller letters and a white t-shirt; Typically has the suit pushed down around his hips unless he's repairing stuff.
-Personality: Laidback, Friendly, Calm under pressure, Witty, Ambivert
-Setting(s): Sci-fi/Space, but could probably be worked into a modern setting
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown, but estimated to probably be in his early twenties
Race: Phoenix
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye Color: Gold
Weapon(s) of Choice: Fire
Basic Info:
Phoenix are a proud and noble race, swearing to protect the world no matter the cost to themselves, which very commons gets them mistaken for angels. Sariel was raised most of his life to believe that this was the only proper way for his people and, through association, for him to live, training day in and day out for the moment when he would have to sacrifice himself. However, after sneaking out of Aurelius, a kingdom that floats high above the clouds, he came to see how even after the intervention of his people, war and malicious acts still ravaged the other kingdoms. Ruled by his emotions and vicious temper, he did the only logical thing he could possibly think of: he became a beacon of justice, showing up to places consumed by chaos to rain fiery vengeance down upon the perpetrators for the innocents lost.
Age: Unknown, but estimated to probably be in his early twenties
Race: Phoenix
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye Color: Gold
Weapon(s) of Choice: Fire
Basic Info:
Phoenix are a proud and noble race, swearing to protect the world no matter the cost to themselves, which very commons gets them mistaken for angels. Sariel was raised most of his life to believe that this was the only proper way for his people and, through association, for him to live, training day in and day out for the moment when he would have to sacrifice himself. However, after sneaking out of Aurelius, a kingdom that floats high above the clouds, he came to see how even after the intervention of his people, war and malicious acts still ravaged the other kingdoms. Ruled by his emotions and vicious temper, he did the only logical thing he could possibly think of: he became a beacon of justice, showing up to places consumed by chaos to rain fiery vengeance down upon the perpetrators for the innocents lost.
Age: 22, turning 23
Height: 5'10"
Sexuality: Gay
Hair: Dark brown, just above the shoulders | typically partially pulled back
Eyes: Brown with a red tint
Job: Works as a bartender, occasionally works at his mother's bookstore
Hobbies: Reading, magic, playing guitar
Attire: Anything comfortable, along with his circle-rimmed glasses. Lots of oversized sweaters and jeans. Wears a black button down and dress pants when working at the bar.
Personality: Introverted, calm and collected, sarcastic at times, kind, compassionate, also an empath
Setting(s): Modern with Supernatural elements
Height: 5'10"
Sexuality: Gay
Hair: Dark brown, just above the shoulders | typically partially pulled back
Eyes: Brown with a red tint
Job: Works as a bartender, occasionally works at his mother's bookstore
Hobbies: Reading, magic, playing guitar
Attire: Anything comfortable, along with his circle-rimmed glasses. Lots of oversized sweaters and jeans. Wears a black button down and dress pants when working at the bar.
Personality: Introverted, calm and collected, sarcastic at times, kind, compassionate, also an empath
Setting(s): Modern with Supernatural elements
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