03-19-2017, 02:49 PM
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do not comment on or track this!
i found that i dont like when my gallery is all cluttered,
so i made a new one and here it is!! you may look and dm me comments
or mention me in the rpa chat, but please dont actually post.
if you do not do well with violent topics, please turn away! i have many extremely violent characters.
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[spoiler= to do]
bold for priorities
[sub] [b]to do (physical)
- start adding playlists to the bottom of forms,
- clean out characters, decide who you're keeping (it is okay to get rid of them, and not make them official, but still use them, chill.)
ALL characters [not counting ones used for like a day lol] crossed out if deleted!
iggy
cherry
jedidiah
connor
max
anubis
kipper
charles
barnaby
myra
bones
lazarus
dante
fenrir
carmine
daxton
scotty
auggie
rose
quincy
nuit
abel
alec
lorelei
chance
faye
athena
kael
elias
everette
bigby
darius
callahan
callahad
erwin
beauregard
cadence
damien
onyx
noelle
aspen
to do (characters)
- michel, v much make it obvious he can only be played in a war/fight setting preferably with his powers
- YOU ONLY HAVE MUSE FOR QUINCY IF HE HAS HIS POWERS UGH
- put some freaking characters inbetween your psychos, specifically jed, bones and carmine theyre different yeah but theyre all extremely violent block heads
- son of magneto, with the same powers,, maybe a different material but i want him to have a thing for making flowers out of whatever material he can mannipulate
- make some aged down characters, quin and charles AU are your younger ones out of like 13 originals,, reminder that on this site people dont play a lot of aged up ones
- make that characters with a connection to dogs, maybe with powers involved?
- pls pls pls get to making characters based off of these songs
+ experience // ludovico
+ jet pack blues // fob
+ hypnotic // zella
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QUINCY MALONE
[abbr= male, he/him pronouns, seventeen, concilium, closet homosexual, callous] hover for summary[/abbr]
Perpetually amiable and undeniably charismatic, everyone's first impression of Quin is usually favorable. Albeit, despite his charming smiles and warm brown orbs; Quincy is a terrible, new level of asshole. Quincy ''Quin'' Malone, is a seventeen year old male, who'd rather check his twitter feed than to listen to whatever conversation you'd annoyingly decide to grace him with. With a sharp glare and just as piercing words to go along. Quin does not hold back when randomly choosing a member of the group to unleash on. Despite his usual care and grace he uses when dealing with individuals outside of the group, Quincy doesn't mind the words that spill out; sometimes a bit more harsh than intended. Only within the comforting circle of his fellow members, Quin can absolutely not hold his tongue if he dislikes something. The trail of fire often begins with his natural RBF, a furrowing of the brow, looking anywhere but the speaker. But these tiny occurrences always end up with Quincy unpacking a suitcase full of things that are wrong with the situation.
Originally from america, at the ripe age of four, quincy and his family went to turkey to explore his dads ethnic background. what was suppose to be a week trip, delved into months and then years. during his time there, he picked up their enticing language and accent. he had easily adjusted and was a bright smiling kid at all times, but after years of carefree life, quincy had a drastic change in personality. he had only returned to america with his mother when his father passed in an accident at work. he was fourteen and still recovering very slowly. The scar was tender and fresh, yet his mother didn't want him falling behind in school. His first year of highschool was torture and it was a miracle he even passed it with the lack of effort he put in. Towards the end of the year, Quincy was slowly squirming out of his funk, and slowly realizing that a year of being sullen and giving everyone a sunken look each time he was graced with a presence, hadn't stuck well. He couldn't speak without an abundance of surprised or criticizing looks from the people around him. it was frightening, and left an ugly feeling in the pit of his stomach, he didn't like how they looked at him, he just wished they would like him.
Time of mulling over this gave Quin motivation. He wanted to change himself, not forever, and not always, but only when he was around others. He could be himself...with himself, and show a new side of him to anyone who challenged that. He started with smiling, shaky but a drastic change, then it was speaking; his accent still gained him some strange looks. So he suffocated it, and with many weeks of practice he could speak with an accent just as his class mates. Slowly, one by one, Quincy gained some 'friends'. They were kind and comfortable with him which gave him a warmth in his chest, but later on he would agonize over the fact that they liked that person and not him.
In the following year, people swamped Quincy in a way that was almost overwhelming, but the Quin they new was kind and fun; and so that was how he welcomed them. He had off and on flings with any girl who showed interest in order to keep his title. Time came and passed, and Quin was met with different people of genders, races, sexuality and most certainly personalities. But one who he had finally taken a genuine interest in, was a soft spoken person with eyes that were quick to remind him of a kitten. She was shy, and it took Quin many aborted tries to get her to even remotely warm up to him. They talked more often, found each other in-between classes and then proceeded to do the same outside. This turned into something entirely more often until she knew his mothers first name and she had practically claimed his bed as hers. it was one night that they were stationed in the comfort of his room, playing on his system with a few pieces of friendly banter back in forth, when his phone blew up. The girl he had currently been steadfast with had spread a rumor about him cheating on her, and although it only took a couple back and forth texts with his friends to convince them that he hadn't. The dark feeling in his chest hadn't subsided as quickly as he wanted it to. Oblivious to Jodie's presence, he exploded. Ranting and spitting vile words about the girls existence. It didn't last long, but it had happened. And with a reluctant swallow he had turned his head to the person stationed on his bed and thought about how much it would hurt when they stopped talking.
She was scared, that much was obvious, but after a chilling silence that lasted for what felt like years. She asked him if he wanted to talk about it, Quincy wanted to cry. Saving the bitter details, Quincy made his first bestfriend, who actually like him for him, and not his other person.
Jodie was all Quincy really needed for the platonic category, but despite this, he couldn't end his facade with all the others. He never told her why, and she never asked. It was comfortable.
In the following year, a petite girl with gorgeous locks spoke to him in the sweetest lilt. He had expected the outcome to be a new fling to hide behind. Although, it happened nothing like that. It was almost hilarious how he gaped wide, her warm tones speaking of his biggest secret as if they were talking about their favorite breed of dog. Quincy joined the group she had spoke of, hastily, the fear of her telling everyone of his abilities bitter on the back of his tongue. The group was people who had similar abilities as him. He was graced with concilium, and while the others had powers, they were set in a completely different scale as his.
Although he would have never thought the impact of this on his life would be as great as it is. The group was a nuisance at first, another thing he had to attend for appearances, except this time no one knew what he was doing. He quickly became fond of the group, uncurling from his shell of amiable proportions and revealed his true self. They accepted him with open arms. Their abilities tying them together as a close knit family, and slowly but surely, Quin's life was consumed by them. They were always around, always there for him, and he, vise versa.
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-- supes into willow like he would die for her
-- had a crush on his best friend that he didnt realize
-- arrogant about his power // leads to au where willow and quin murder the rest of the cult members do to their power obsession
-- i loose muse fast if put into a modern verse without his powers, idc how much muse you have in the beginning stfu
-- gets hoes
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CHARLES KELLING
[abbr= male, he/him pronouns, age varies, demon hunter, lukasexual, stoic] hover for summary[/abbr]
Charles Kelling is a male, twenty-two year old who will remind you of a randy demon. He has narrow eyes the color of two cups of coffee, a quality he hates but also cherishes. His fine, wispy, brown hair is short and is worn in a businesslike, utilitarian style. He is slightly short--but makes up for it with his build. His skin is light-colored, flawless like the pretty boy he is. He has plump lips. His wardrobe is strange but attractive. Albeit he always keeps it classy. To go with his drab sort of fashion.
With his furrowed brows and grumbly attitude, Charles doesn't often smile. He doesn't find normal humor amusing nor, comprehensible. He is usually lost on the point of jokes, and doesn't take interest in something he can't understand within a few moments. He wasn't always this way, as up until he was about to hit his fourteenth birthday--he was as happily, bubbly and trouble making as the other boys. His stoic and misunderstanding personality comes from the traumatic experience of his fathers death before his eyes by the hands of a ghoul disguised as his uncle. After the incident, his mother--a hunter herself brought him to a mansion where her good friend lived with many other children. His mother dropped him off with the promise of returning to him after she found his uncle.
Charles remained at the mansion for the rest of his young adult life, after the first three years with no sign of his mother. He had given up hope, and accepted his fate at the mansion. Yet, not willingly. Arriving at the mansion full of hunters-to-be, Charles became a selective mute. His trauma great and trust issues greater--he didn't bother making friends with anyone. He used a notebook and marker for the serious messages, and developed anger issues through his unhealthy years of silence. Having been trained by his father previously, he had never taken a liking to Marcus--his mothers friend. And instead chose to give him the blunt of his cold shoulder to the household. His first words were when he was sixteen, a lovely, rasped and cracked ''Shut the fuck up.'' to the group of teens at the table bickering annoyingly. It did proceed to quite them down, as well as make Charles more noticed in the group. His decision to start speaking was brass yet thought through, like most of the things he chose to do. He became more known to the house by speaking his opinions and constantly telling others off, the vibe between him and most of the teens were negative, yet not as bad as before. Save for his one relationship with his roommate Luka Hadley, his closest and only friend of the whole mansion; later on to become his boyfriend, and then husband.
Upon growing more, Charles is not one people usually choose to interact with. He is just as stoic, blunt, and callous as ever and it shows. Yet, despite his god awful personality and distaste for the human race. Charles is a firm protector of women and children always. The male has been detained many times, which comes with the hunter gig in most expressed opinions. One of those being for 'attempted murder' of some man in a gas station, in which Kelling witnessed hit his wife. In the much future for Charles, he and his husband start up their own home which rescues children who had their parents killed by monsters. He is definitely the dad character among other things, and his parenting skills are not the best--but he tries.
Kelling is known for some of his small, quirky actions among other things. Some of those quirks being; In the supernatural dystopian Charles is placed in, his choice of weapon is always his bat, Janice. Yes he has named the bat, and he's not mental, he's just had it long enough that it deserves one. Its hot pink and metal and always cleaned of brains and guts before allowed in the mansion. Another being that some say Charles got his strong jaw from Mr.Kelling, while others say its from his gum habit. Despite the constant tight ship Charles keeps his body in, unless hes eating, sleeping or cleansing himself. You dont ever catch him without a stick of gum. He prefers the classic flavor rather than mint--which happens to make him sick. Charles also has small cleanliness case--from the beginning of highschool, the young man has always had a problem with keeping his space clean. It makes him incredibly uncomfortable to be in a untidy room, and panicky if he doesn't know where to start his cleaning process. He's often caught cleaning up after others just out of the itch of habit.
Charles is not emotionally stable. There is a large possibility he wont ever be. The trauma he has gone through in his life have left him defenseless to his emotions sometimes. He is also extremely possessive of the people he is close to because of his experiences. In his AU's, such as--teenage charka, deadshot, son of widow, and even just modern verse's he is a lot more stable. He is less assertive, more shy and gullible, and has a lot of anxiety. His anxiety is what really replaces his mental illness, as well as his slight fear of touch from strangers. He's still as tidy but it isn't a necessity.
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-- suffers from a very strong fear of water, and even sticks strictly to showers because of it. his brother and him were swimming in a lake around when they were 11-12, and his brother was dragged under, charles has refused to be in water since and sticks to it
-- he fell in love with a demon when he was still at the mansion, he didnt realize it was one, but upon so--he cut off all connection, the demon still hangs around and intends to either drag charles away and lock him up or kill him (charles is never really safe from him)
-- luka and charles get married eventually, and later on they buy a house together,, they use it for children who are orphaned due to monsters (since luka and charles both had that happen to them) and if anyone visits there are just so many chil d r en (some of them have even been made, about three/four, i think)
-- charles and marcus had a terrible relationship from beginning to end, im sure they woke up the entire house with their booming arguments so so so many times, when he died--charles didnt mourn, and insisted it was for the best
-- need to write out an episode he has
-- three children already made for the future kelling house, write them down when you get a chance
-- stop putting him in shit hes too old for
-- stop putting him in shit where hes miserable around the other people
-- talk to thes about a charka thread so you can remember how to write him out
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CHEREE DUBOIS
[abbr= male, he/him pronouns, sixty-seven, pansexual, club owner, vampire, charismatic] hover for summary[/abbr]
cheree dubois comes from a french background, a family with few aristocrats. but enough to make them well off. cheree had lived in toulouse, france for a great deal of his life. he was barely an adult when he left for america, and to say the least, it was hard to get use to. different language, different rules, and especially different people. but the weirdest thing, was his name. it seemed no one could get it right, cherry is what they called him; and after so many times, he just didn't have the heart to correct them.
cherry identifies as both mentally and physically male. he has never thought twice of this. cherry's orientation is pansexual. although he's not one to talk about his sexuality, cherry is seen with many different people each night. his arms never really lonely. his phone is like his own personal porn blog. his photo gallery's full of any sexual picture your mind can think of. a personal collection of both his and his boyfriend's. in which he has two of-- july linden and andres alvarez. cherry is in an open relationship with both, theyre all allowed to be with whoever they want while still together.
cherry has been alive for sixty seven years, and born into vampirism. too anyone unfamiliar, he looks like he could be in his late twenties. sometimes mistaken for even earlier. cherry is not only a vampire, but he seems to take to most of those traits. he has two mothers, one a vampire and the other kitsune--he is half of both. albeit the only kitsune traits he takes to a glowing eyes and slight possessiveness over things close to him.
despite his growing age. cherry seems to have a serious baby face, this added to that he stands at five feet and eight inches tall. he always seems to get suspicious looks and amused chuckles when someone asks about his occupation, not to mention when hes doing some shady business and the guys don't respect him. speaking of which--cherry is the lucky man to own the diamant. one of the few clubs in the tiny town he resides in. the club is extremely popular among many, and well known for its great drinks, great vibe, and super seedy-ness. Albeit cherry's innocent appearance and charming appeal, he happens to pride himself as one of the most notorious drug dealer in america. cherry is gifted with super human strength, enough to lift a car effortlessly. hes not afraid to display his dominance if he isn't respected. although thats why he has 'the boys', hired body guards who do all the dirty work in his place. cherry hasn't ever really been into violence anyways.
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-- flirts with everyone ever
-- but if someone tells him to stop he will, hes not a pusher
-- is in an open relationship with three other peopl, will have tons of one night stands and booty calls
-- his phone is like a personal porno pls dont look ever
-- he lives with one of his boyfriends, july, and would literally eat someone over him
-- v v v vvvvv sexual rip
-- could outdrink anyone
-- in an au where he was an older vampire he banged george washington haha
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jedidiah cox
[abbr= male, he/him pronouns, thirty-eight, bisexual, psychopath, extremely dangerous, sadist] hover for summary[/abbr]
- v western
- got a kind of country tang accent, but its dark, and kind of makes you feel uncomfortable
- prefers to go by jed
- as jedidiah is in the bible and hes constantly talking about his great connection with god
- hes constantly smoking, he prefers cigarettes, but cigars will do as well
- and by constantly smoking, i mean its very hard to catch him without one in his mouth
- he is extremely dangerous and sadistic, and not to be trusted
- he has broken out of jail many times, and thinks the law is laughable
- hes murdered many police men and woman and left them in an unspeakable manner on the steps of different law buildings
- hes very wanted in the united states, and small parts in europe
- he tends to call people dogs, and treats them as such
- a lot of people that are loyal to him are covered in cigarette burns
- hes extremely possessive of his 'property' and burns them as some kind of claiming mark
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03-19-2017, 02:56 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-15-2018, 03:56 AM by Daddy.)
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connor vosk
[abbr= male, he/him pronouns, twenty-twenty-six, heterosexual, anger issues, cat enthusiast] hover for summary[/abbr]
- such a little shit
- the lovely, and super fucking overused im so sorry dylan obrien
- connor vosk
- actually satan
- his cat is worth more to him than his friends and he openly says that
- will watch horror movies alone at night like a badass
- moths are terrifying tho
- anger issues
- cusses too much someone wash his mouth out
- basically big guard dog older brother aesthetic
- fucKING RUDE
- too many tattoos
- too many piercings
- has a car that is basically surviving on a prayer, and his license is suspended but fuck it he has to drive places
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Thomas mcknight
[abbr= bigender, he/them pronouns, twenty-eight, questioning demisexuality, cool uncle, playful] hover for summary[/abbr]
Thomas is a twenty-eight year old, bigender individual. He uses he/them pronouns, and is pretty open about it; although he doesnt usually have to correct others on such matters because of his masculinity. Thomas usually goes by 'Tom' and has the tv trope of the 'cool uncle'. He's definitely a family man and this much is obvious when it comes to his brother Ronald, and his nephew Jonah. Hes protective over both, at the ready constantly to defend and hover over them like a mutt to her pups. Despite Thomas' cherry personality and good spirit, it is clear that he can be mean. This is clear to anyone who was the fortune of seeing him interact with his family members significant others.
- he rides a motorbike
- he has reading glasses
- whiskey is his preferred drink besides (weirdly) white whine
- he has a chihuahua named after ronnie's middle name and its one of the rlly ugly ones but he loves it to death and it has a tiny helmet for when it rides on his bike with him bye
- cherry slushies are his addiction
- hes a lawyer surprisingly
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David Renoir
[abbr= male, he/him pronouns, twenty-two, homosexual, flower boy, unrequited love] hover for summary[/abbr]
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- Born in wisconsin
- owns anna’s flowers, a flower shop that gets just enough customers to pass by
- Mostly because hes constantly giving flowers for free, and definitely donates to funeral services so that the families in need of flowers dont have to add to the expense of a lost one
- Very interested in writing but his education isnt the best, making it very bad in punctuation and grammar
- Extremely kind and gentle with all
- He talks fast when hes excited
- Romantically invested in Ellie
- He actually has tattoos of flowers all over his back, one just barely reaching his neck
- He just rlly loves flowers ahahaishd
- His childhood was really dark, actually. Abusive mother, father ran out before he could even remember, and when he finally got away from his mom he was stuck with his drunkard aunt. The only thing he found mildly good was his sister anna. I think he got into flowers from his sister who loved them, she ends up dying from a heart disease at 13. Her favorite flower was a dandelion, and he actually has one thats clearly extremely dead, yet still kept in decent condition hung up in a frame in the shop--it was one that she gave him the day she died
- They couldnt really afford to do many flowers for her funeral and thats one of the reasons he gives his flowers for free
- For a while after flowers just kind of made him sick and depressed, but he grew up, moved far, far, away from his aunt and started at a new job he hated--it was probably cleaning up floors or something, like i said he didnt have a very good education
- But slowly he climbed out of the mud that kept him lonely and depressed and spent all of the money he had piled together on buying himself a crap shop in the middle of new york
- It wasnt big when it started, and his actions went before his brain when he signed his name on the paperwork and accepted his fate with the ugly, tan, what use to be a laundry mat
- He turned it into anna’s flowers after his sister and started his own business, and now he can say that hes well off and happy with his life
- The abuse from his mother causes him to be anxious around adult women, and he usually doesnt meet their eyes and prefers to kind of keep his distance and will lower his head when spoken to (if theyre in the shop)
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bones
[abbr= male, he/him pronouns, thirty-two, aromantic/asexual, psychopath, crime lord] hover for summary[/abbr]
- Everyone refers to him as bones but his real name is Edgar bates
- he's thirty-two and young for his skill set, but easily, and confidently, the smartest person in the room
- his stare is so fucking intense but he's rarely looking away
- he has a thing for rolling a coin over his knuckles, especially when he's thinking
- trying to slowly climb to better power, he won't tell anyone his purpose
- no one really knows what's going on inside that head, and reading him is a rare treat
- the more fucked up you are, the more interested he is
- he's got a bright smile, and a weird love for straight white teeth
- he considers himself a people person, just because he thinks the human race is so funny and interesting
- when things don't go his way, or he miscalculated something, it doesn't usually go over well and his usual calmness is replaced by violence
- he's filthy rich and no one knows where the money's coming from
- yes I used Matt shut up
- he hates the smell of cigarette smoke and it makes him nauseas
- love for luxury carpets lol??
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Carmine Marcelo
- carmine "getting too old for this bullshit" Marcelo
- lovely iconic Italian crime lord
- based off of a text post ahaha
- survived a shoot out with the FBI
- has a steel bullet still lodged in his hip, magnets stick there (he once got three fridge letters to stay there)
- had a handsome boytoy burn off his finger prints while showing him a fun time--honestly the best way to lose your identity
- smokes cigars and loves the smell of incense, cigarettes if he's desperate--but definitely not preferred or really wanted
- has been on the list of most wanted for a very long time, and costs the FBI four times more than he had ever stolen
- muscly and veiny asf
- scars and bullet wounds galour
- been shot so many times that holding a gun to him makes him laugh
- got that iconic chain smoker "I've seen some shit" laugh yknow
- has an ex wife who he had a kid with, has spent thousands to find her and his daughter but they've dropped off the face of the earth and it's the only thing that really gets to him anymore
- they have a bad relationship because of his life style and they were abusive mentally and physically to each other--she's the one who put a bullet in him
- but his daughter is his life he just wants to see her
- pansexual, demiromantic
- violent but also chill
- like, I'll slam your head into a table and break your nose, but lol I'm your friend dw just give me my money
- OTL lone shark
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