A virtual warehouse full of my original characters and other characters that are derived from other things (like Mammon who is technically an actual demon if you believe in them).
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Character(s) Zip's Original Character Storage Facility
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Name: Mammon aka Captain Red the Heartless
Age: 27,582 (appears to be 34)
Status: Former ruler of the third layer of Hell, Minauros. Currently a prisoner in a human-like body due to being sealed there by a group of elite Elven priestesses.
Race: Though appearing to be human, Mammon is a pure-blooded demon and one of the most powerful in existence, still immortal and bearing great strength in the realm of dark magic though his powers are not nearly what they used to be ever since being sealed by the priestesses.
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Mammon was born of the will of the king of Hell himself, Lucifer, ordained by the king to be one of the princes of hell and to rule the third layer of Hell - that of Minauros, the layer of Hell which was made for the greedy and avaricious. A few hundred years ago, Lucifer had sent him on a small mission to earth, for which he had taken a human form. The longer he spent on earth, the more he began to like it. He began to see why these human's held such high regard for money and treasures, their possession making life on this planet much easier and more comfortable. A couple hundred years into his stay on earth, he had made quite the name for himself as a man - leaving a trail and ashes and tears in his wake, and taking all he pleased as he did. Now he sought to reclaim his rightful powers, and destroy anyone that stood in his way. His deep-seated rage growing by the day that he was kept in this lesser form.
He still hadn't come any closer to being released from his prison, but had continued his reign of terror on earth. He was just unable to do quite as much as he used to be able to when he possessed his full range of powers bestowed upon him from birth. He had been researching though, and had knowledge of there being another that could help him reclaim what was his according to some Elven prophecy.
Age: 27,582 (appears to be 34)
Status: Former ruler of the third layer of Hell, Minauros. Currently a prisoner in a human-like body due to being sealed there by a group of elite Elven priestesses.
Race: Though appearing to be human, Mammon is a pure-blooded demon and one of the most powerful in existence, still immortal and bearing great strength in the realm of dark magic though his powers are not nearly what they used to be ever since being sealed by the priestesses.
Appearance:
Mammon was born of the will of the king of Hell himself, Lucifer, ordained by the king to be one of the princes of hell and to rule the third layer of Hell - that of Minauros, the layer of Hell which was made for the greedy and avaricious. A few hundred years ago, Lucifer had sent him on a small mission to earth, for which he had taken a human form. The longer he spent on earth, the more he began to like it. He began to see why these human's held such high regard for money and treasures, their possession making life on this planet much easier and more comfortable. A couple hundred years into his stay on earth, he had made quite the name for himself as a man - leaving a trail and ashes and tears in his wake, and taking all he pleased as he did. Now he sought to reclaim his rightful powers, and destroy anyone that stood in his way. His deep-seated rage growing by the day that he was kept in this lesser form.
He still hadn't come any closer to being released from his prison, but had continued his reign of terror on earth. He was just unable to do quite as much as he used to be able to when he possessed his full range of powers bestowed upon him from birth. He had been researching though, and had knowledge of there being another that could help him reclaim what was his according to some Elven prophecy.
Character Name: Edgar Thomas
Age: 27 years
Height: 5'11
Weight: 172 pounds
Hair: Brown with some blonde streaks
Eyes: Hazel (golden with some flecks of green and brown, a ring of dark brown around the iris)
Job: Federal Agent for the United World government
Personality: Edgar is an astute agent of federal world government, having moved up the ranks quite quickly despite his age. He leads a fairly normal life outside of work, frequenting a local diner most days and reading books. He dates every so often and is pretty sociable, but hasn't found anything that really seemed like it was worth taking seriously. Fairly even-tempered, he is quite assertive for things he wants, playing things out with his mind before they ever happen in most cases and deciding if he's even going to do something or try based on those preemptive thoughts.
Back story: Edgar grew up with just his mother around, his father having been gunned down by a robber when he was only an infant. His mother set things out for his childhood so that he would be able to succeed much more easily later on in his life, though his innate intelligence and physical ability were the primary reasons for his success. He was fairly popular in school all the way throughout university and academy, though ever since his getting a job with the WFA - he tends to keep mostly to himself. He still visits his mother once in a while, making sure she's healthy and thriving. He has always known that he was gay, ever since he was about twelve years old - his first crush then being a famous on-screen male actor. His mother fostered his sexuality and encouraged him to be open about it, never really having hidden it his whole life.
Full Name: Haruhara Shinjuka Watanabe
Nickname: Haru
Age: 23
Kinesis: Luxkinesis
Personality: Haru is a very kind and forgiving woman, incredibly smart for her age, and very good at hiding her emotions from most people. She makes friends pretty easily, though she tends to keep her circle pretty small as she doesn't really trust most people. She is very protective of those that she does keep around, and very protective of her own heart. She doesn't get defensive easily, but when she does - she is not one to let something go easily. She's very generous with most people, regardless of her distrusting nature, mainly because she understands what it's like to have nothing and doesn't want others to experience the pain she has felt if there is something she can do about. She is also very shy when first meeting people, but usually warms up and gets more talkative with friends she spends a good amount of time with.
Appearance:
Eye: Her eyes are very light blue with specks of white in them
Hair: Her hair is mostly white, though there are slight streaks of gray and black throughout her hair
Height and weight: Standing at 5'4 and weighing 130 pounds, she is of about average weight - though her figure is very well-formed and what some would consider voluptuous
Kinesis: Luxkinesis
Manipulation of any and all forms and colors of the spectrum of light
Flaws:
If Haru uses her luxkinesis too much and/or too strongly or for too long in a row in one go, then she suddenly becomes allergic to certain parts of the spectrum of light, including Ultra Violet and Infra Red.
Due to the nature of Haru's Kinesis, she is unable to see in the dark with the aid of some form of technology such as a candle, flashlight, or nightvision goggles.
(Disclaimer: The type of character this one is - "Kinesis" was not created by me, nor was the world in which this character lives. I do not own them nor do I have any rights to them. My character was created to take part in that world that already existed and has powers that only exist in said world.)
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Horatio "Ace" DeLuca
Age: 30
Current residence: The Bronx, New York City
Height: 6'3
Weight: 220 pounds
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Gender: Male
Orientation: Homosexual, though he does date and sleep with women on a fairly regular basis to keep up appearances (only his mother knows)
Languages: English
About Him: Horatio is a very intelligent businessman, at least so his mother and extended family think because he's also very good at hiding things. He's a ruthless hitman and enforcer for the crime boss he came up under since he was a teenager, Anthony "Two-Tone" Berardi. Having grown up in the Bronx and been without a father most of his life, he was forced to find his own way on the streets - his mother too busy working to pay the bills and keep food on the table to monitor and care for him much. He has a penchant for boxing in the ring, and in a street fight is even more dangerous as he doesn't believe in rules. Ace is the guy Mr. Berardi calls when he has a problem that's too difficult for his regular lackeys or too sensitive that he doesn't want anyone to know about, because he never fails to get the job done and he never leaves behind any evidence that he was even there. Though his grandparents came to America directly from Italy, he never got the chance to meet or know them, and his parents didn't teach him any Italian because they thought there was no use for him to know it. His father left when he was 3 years old to go cheat on his mother with another woman, then ended up getting killed a couple days later by that woman's husband. Horatio trusts his mother, his cousin Giacomo, and his boss Mr. Berardi, but he doesn't really trust anyone else in the world. He has a keen sense for other peoples' deception and their intentions, having broken a good few people his boss needed information out of within a matter of an hour or two. Sure, he uses deception in his life as a made man, but otherwise he tries to keep things on the up and up like with his family and friends. The only exception being that he's lied to pretty much everyone in his life about his sexuality, his mother only knowing because when he was younger she caught him and another boy in his bedroom making out. But his mother also loves him to pieces and wants him to have his life his way, so she hasn't told a soul about that. He spends a good portion of his free time at the local boxing gym either working out or sparring with other boxers there, still undefeated against anyone in his weight class. And despite being so cold most of the time because of the nature of his life, he's actually a very generous man when it comes to his friends and family. He's also very generous with sarcasm to everyone in general, as that's just a part of who he is. The scar on his upper lip speaks of one such occasion where he decided to mouth off to some thug trying to rob his mother, who then slashed at his face and left that scar, then stabbed him in the rib cage where he also still bears a scar below his heart. The thug was chased off by another one of Mr. Berardi's lackeys, and that's actually how him and Horatio got introduced, the boss having come to visit him in the hospital as he was recovering and offering him a job when he got out.
I'm just building a mega detailed character sheet for future use in my RP's and possible upgrade of the character sheets I already have in play.
Feel free to use this.
Feel free to use this.
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Name: Levian
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: 374 years old (Appears to be 30 years old)
Height: 5'7
Weight: 170 pounds
Build: Muscular and chiseled, though not massive like a bodybuilder
Skin tone: Olive complexion
Facial Features: A small scar under his left eye, light facial hair
Eye Color: Green with purple flecks
Hair Color: Black
Languages: English, Greek, Italian, French, Spanish, Portuguese, Japanese, Russian, Mandarin
Personality/Background: Levian is the son of the god of madness, Arcatius, and a human woman that his father had an affair with. Not that it particularly could be called an affair as Arcatius' wife was constantly sleeping with other men on a regular basis and didn't really care if he slept around, which basically made their marriage an open one. Levian is a bastard son, as his father never accepted him as his own and he was raised solely by his mother, a master thief and trickster who dabbled in a few different kinds of magics. Growing up this way has given him quite the chip on his shoulder, not to mention quite a few psychological conditions and/or complexes. He is extremely rebellious against authority figures who happen to be male, possessive about anything that is his or that he feels should be his, not to mention having a temper to match even his father's. He keeps to himself a lot as he has a great deal of trouble trusting most people, though he has one best friend - another bastard demigod such as himself - that he spends a good amount of time with.
Strengths: The ability to twist peoples' minds to make them believe things that aren't actually real or true, the ability to play on peoples' compulsions and obsessions, the ability to play with peoples' temper and cause them to either grow irrationally angry or calm, the ability to play with peoples' dreams thus turning them either into nightmares or good dreams
Weaknesses: His possessive nature can get the better of him sometimes and cause him to do irrational things like kill people, has an incredibly short temper when dealing with people he doesn't like or trust.
Name: Levian
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: 374 years old (Appears to be 30 years old)
Height: 5'7
Weight: 170 pounds
Build: Muscular and chiseled, though not massive like a bodybuilder
Skin tone: Olive complexion
Facial Features: A small scar under his left eye, light facial hair
Eye Color: Green with purple flecks
Hair Color: Black
Languages: English, Greek, Italian, French, Spanish, Portuguese, Japanese, Russian, Mandarin
Personality/Background: Levian is the son of the god of madness, Arcatius, and a human woman that his father had an affair with. Not that it particularly could be called an affair as Arcatius' wife was constantly sleeping with other men on a regular basis and didn't really care if he slept around, which basically made their marriage an open one. Levian is a bastard son, as his father never accepted him as his own and he was raised solely by his mother, a master thief and trickster who dabbled in a few different kinds of magics. Growing up this way has given him quite the chip on his shoulder, not to mention quite a few psychological conditions and/or complexes. He is extremely rebellious against authority figures who happen to be male, possessive about anything that is his or that he feels should be his, not to mention having a temper to match even his father's. He keeps to himself a lot as he has a great deal of trouble trusting most people, though he has one best friend - another bastard demigod such as himself - that he spends a good amount of time with.
Strengths: The ability to twist peoples' minds to make them believe things that aren't actually real or true, the ability to play on peoples' compulsions and obsessions, the ability to play with peoples' temper and cause them to either grow irrationally angry or calm, the ability to play with peoples' dreams thus turning them either into nightmares or good dreams
Weaknesses: His possessive nature can get the better of him sometimes and cause him to do irrational things like kill people, has an incredibly short temper when dealing with people he doesn't like or trust.
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Name: Löfte Wesson
Nickname(s): Wes
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: 28
Height: 6'1
Weight: 193 pounds
Build: Moderately muscular and somewhat toned
Skin tone: Fair
Facial Features: A couple freckles on his right cheek
Eye Color: Grayish blue with a gold ring around the pupil
Hair Color: Dirty blonde
Languages: Swedish, English
Personality: Löfte is generally a very mild-mannered person. Quiet most of the time, he tends to get lost in thought a lot and play out different scenarios in his head to possibly discern what the outcome of the situation might be, even if it's something that may never really happen. He has a select few people he calls best friends and has had a few serious relationships throughout the years, and tends to light up and become a lot more social around those people. He carries with him a mysterious air as most people can't really read him, yet he leaves them wanting to know more by his enigmatic way of interacting with the world. He has a tendency of being overly caring and kind with and for those he cares about a lot.
Background: Raised fairly normally by his Swedish mother and British father in the city, he is used to being around people but prefers to stay with a small crowd of familiar faces. His mother was a school teacher until he was 16, when she was killed by a drunk driver in a car accident. He visits her grave every day on her birthday and leaves her a bouquet of flowers, and sometimes when he just wants to talk to her or misses her. His father was a generally happy man until his mother died, working as a carpenter for most of his life. When he lost his wife though, he closed himself off a great deal to most people - including his son. Löfte still checks on his father on a consistent basis and still loves him dearly, though they don't really talk much anymore. Sometimes he'll just go and spend time in his company even when they don't talk, though he really misses the sound of his father's voice, but still would rather settle for time spent with him than nothing at all. His father took a job at a hardware store after the accident, having lost his passion for his craft and his biggest muse. Löfte holds a lot of pain inside that no one really ever sees, his friends and family just seeing the kind sweet quiet man that he normally is, not the tears and dissociation that happen when he is alone. Most of the time when he is by himself he has his stereo headphones covering his ears, listening to all different kinds of music from all over the world and all throughout time, mostly because his mother brought him up to keep his interests as broad and outreaching as possible.
Name: Löfte Wesson
Nickname(s): Wes
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: 28
Height: 6'1
Weight: 193 pounds
Build: Moderately muscular and somewhat toned
Skin tone: Fair
Facial Features: A couple freckles on his right cheek
Eye Color: Grayish blue with a gold ring around the pupil
Hair Color: Dirty blonde
Languages: Swedish, English
Personality: Löfte is generally a very mild-mannered person. Quiet most of the time, he tends to get lost in thought a lot and play out different scenarios in his head to possibly discern what the outcome of the situation might be, even if it's something that may never really happen. He has a select few people he calls best friends and has had a few serious relationships throughout the years, and tends to light up and become a lot more social around those people. He carries with him a mysterious air as most people can't really read him, yet he leaves them wanting to know more by his enigmatic way of interacting with the world. He has a tendency of being overly caring and kind with and for those he cares about a lot.
Background: Raised fairly normally by his Swedish mother and British father in the city, he is used to being around people but prefers to stay with a small crowd of familiar faces. His mother was a school teacher until he was 16, when she was killed by a drunk driver in a car accident. He visits her grave every day on her birthday and leaves her a bouquet of flowers, and sometimes when he just wants to talk to her or misses her. His father was a generally happy man until his mother died, working as a carpenter for most of his life. When he lost his wife though, he closed himself off a great deal to most people - including his son. Löfte still checks on his father on a consistent basis and still loves him dearly, though they don't really talk much anymore. Sometimes he'll just go and spend time in his company even when they don't talk, though he really misses the sound of his father's voice, but still would rather settle for time spent with him than nothing at all. His father took a job at a hardware store after the accident, having lost his passion for his craft and his biggest muse. Löfte holds a lot of pain inside that no one really ever sees, his friends and family just seeing the kind sweet quiet man that he normally is, not the tears and dissociation that happen when he is alone. Most of the time when he is by himself he has his stereo headphones covering his ears, listening to all different kinds of music from all over the world and all throughout time, mostly because his mother brought him up to keep his interests as broad and outreaching as possible.
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Name: Monterey Doyle
Nickname(s): Monty
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: 33
Height: 6'
Weight: 200 pounds
Build: Very muscular
Skin tone: A mix of the fair and olive skin tones of his parents, stays very tan
Facial features: A long scar down his right cheek, about a half an inch thick that he got from a knife in a fight when he was younger
Eye Color: Hazel (Light caramel color with flecks of darker brown and streaks of gold, the rim of the iris being dark green)
Hair Color: Brown
Languages: English
Personality/Background: Monty is a fairly charismatic man, friendly most of the time though he is not very talkative. He tends to keep most of his and the people he cares about's problems in his head constantly, never asking for help. He feels it is his duty to take care of them, or he did anyway until he lost his wife Alicia years ago when she was assassinated by a syndicate boss that he had previously worked for. He always seeks to do things the right way, and to do the right thing even if it costs him dearly. When confronted with an enemy though, Monty's personality grows quite dark - his penchant for killing people as he did when he worked for the syndicate frightening at best. He is a monster in combat, trained in many forms of martial arts and with many weapons. His reflexes having been trained in the field as an assassin, a good few have tried to kill him over the years and failed.
Name: Monterey Doyle
Nickname(s): Monty
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Age: 33
Height: 6'
Weight: 200 pounds
Build: Very muscular
Skin tone: A mix of the fair and olive skin tones of his parents, stays very tan
Facial features: A long scar down his right cheek, about a half an inch thick that he got from a knife in a fight when he was younger
Eye Color: Hazel (Light caramel color with flecks of darker brown and streaks of gold, the rim of the iris being dark green)
Hair Color: Brown
Languages: English
Personality/Background: Monty is a fairly charismatic man, friendly most of the time though he is not very talkative. He tends to keep most of his and the people he cares about's problems in his head constantly, never asking for help. He feels it is his duty to take care of them, or he did anyway until he lost his wife Alicia years ago when she was assassinated by a syndicate boss that he had previously worked for. He always seeks to do things the right way, and to do the right thing even if it costs him dearly. When confronted with an enemy though, Monty's personality grows quite dark - his penchant for killing people as he did when he worked for the syndicate frightening at best. He is a monster in combat, trained in many forms of martial arts and with many weapons. His reflexes having been trained in the field as an assassin, a good few have tried to kill him over the years and failed.
Name: Vaughn Idalos
Age: 26
Height: 5'9
Magic user: Only when it's very important and there's no other way
Magic type: Mastery of dark magic, shadow/blood manipulation, able to sacrifice his own health to increase the strength of his magic
Social class: Prince of the kingdom and son of the dying queen, though heir to the throne - he does not want to be king