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HIM

Yeah…another one……so sue…

The Usual Warning: Please please please don’t join this game if you are squeamish about anything gory, bloody, anything involving persecution/imprisonment/torture, anything vaguely religious in reference, monsters, demons, etc, and all of the above featuring children as involved. I don’t want to deal with people crying: “OMG ewww ew ew…did that Monster really just bite off that girl’s leg? You’re sick, Sasha.” General marker? If you can’t stomach Silent Hill, then you sure as heck aren’t going to be able to stomach this.

That in mind, I will do my best to keep this in legal limits; I am not sure what Furry Forum thinks regarding excessive violence, but seeing what kinds of crazy gory things you people do on a usual basis I think I’ll be okay.

STORY

((This is just a starting point. After I create the IC thread and make my initial post, then you’ll be able to see what the heck I mean by all this and see it put in action.))

There is a place, tucked between the world of the Saved and the world of the Wicked, a place known only as Purgatory. Here, the ground and terrain looks for the most part, just like our own here on Earth. The same kinds of plants, the same rivers, mountains, oceans, and deserts. The same style of buildings, the same paved roads.

But —despite the way Purgatory seems so familiar and close to heart at first— you will realize just how wrong things are within moments of arriving.

The sun never shines, hidden for millennia behind ashen grey clouds.

The silence is deafening. As you walk, you can hear the echoes of your footsteps resounding off of everything around you.

It’s lonely. You can go for seemingly endless miles through densest fog and not happen across a single other Dearly Departed soul.

Oh, and one more thing:  Purgatory is infested by Monsters and Demons.

But all does not fall prey to the wiles of evil.

For, on the far edge of Purgatory, there lies an old-style town. Inside this town is a boarding school called Saratosa, large and grand, equipped full-tilt to house as many young children as possible. Saratosa is run by a singular woman(?) who calls herself Bridgette. Bridgette is certainly no Angel. Nor is she a Demon. She is…something in between. A woman claiming a higher purpose, a woman who answers to a master known only by the name: HIM.

More and more dead children arrive at the gates at her will, seeking guidance for their wretched Afterlife. She grows happier and happier.

What does she want, and how did she get here, into Purgatory, without ever having died? Why a school for children, when children do not belong in this world? How is she bringing them here in the first place?

All will be answered by HIM, in due time.  

Now. Take your Letter and read it. Memorize it. Do not question it…or a Surgery may be in order for you, young one.

The Letter of Welcome:

WELCOME, MY BRILLIANT CHILDREN…

I can see that you all are adjusting quite well to your first day of Death here in Saratosa. Are your rooms comfy enough? I tried to ensure they were so. Tomorrow we will begin our first classes. Yes, we do have some general rules here, and they are as follows:

1. You MAY NEVER, EVER leave the school grounds. Doing so is dangerous in the first place. The Monsters and Demons do not touch our school, it is protected, but if you, like a meandering little Alice, wander beyond the front gate…then your fate is no longer with us and I hope Jesus will pray for you.

2. You MAY NEVER, EVER attempt Life-giving incantations or incarnations. These can often backfire against you, as well as harm others.  

…and then 3. You MAY NEVER, EVER disobey or question your superiors.

Simple enough rules to follow, am I right? Now for our school discipline policy. For your first week or so we will be lenient because you are still adjusting, but after that we will operate on a three strike basis, seen thus:

Strike One- We will take away certain luxury privileges from you, possibly isolate you all together if needed.

Strike Two- We will confine you in the Brink for a total of three days, limited luxuries.

Strike Three- We will perform a correctional Surgery upon you. Various intended results.

Well, that’s all I have to say for now, my dears. I hope you enjoy your stay and the classes I am offering to you. Sleep well.

-Mme. Bridgette
(Head Mistress)

CHARACTERS YOU CAN PLAY

Couple of points to be made before I move on. First, the children in this are, in fact, ‘dead.’ The other characters are not dead. They originate from…another sort of place. But just because you are dead doesn’t mean you become Casper. This is Purgatory- you retain your body and your physical make-up, allowing you to feel pain. Second, if you play one of the others, don’t ask me a bunch about “Who is HIM? And what should I do about HIM?” Because your character doesn’t know anyway. They are just “lower beings” (in her eyes) blindly serving Bridgette, who often preaches to them. Things will work out as we play. Third, you must have at least two characters, and one of them must be a child. The rest can be any of the others you’d like. (Because I know all of you are ‘macho’ and don’t want to play a kid, so I have to require it for you to do so. )

Dearly Departed Children: (ages anywhere from 6-13) Dying young is a terrible thing. But it apparently happens a lot. These children are not only so unfortunate as to be smote in their prime, but they have also been denied the joys of heaven by Bridgette and her lackeys’ twisted incantations. After dying in whatever way, they wake up in a bright white room with a handle-less door, discovering that they are still in their bodies, and can still feel the same sensations of taste, touch, smell, sight, pain, etc. that they could while alive. What’s more is…there are these strange noises coming from behind the door...

Prefects:
(#2 in power under Bridgette)
Prefects were once human, but have been altered, and cloned, and altered, and cloned some more, so much so that it is difficult to recognize their true form nowadays, and difficult to look at them at all without feeling sick to your stomach. They wear as much clothing as possible to hide their unusual alterations, all black for the most part, as well as black masks resembling gas masks…only instead of breathing fresh air, they breathe specialized chemicals from a tank strapped to their back. Their main weapons are long, razor-sharp blades that come in a variety of shapes. They are highly intelligent, adept in battle, and also carry emotion and memory. This is why Bridgette uses them so often, as personal servants, guards, keepers of the peace, police, and soldiers to fight Demons/Monsters.

Teachers:
(#3 in power under Bridgette)
Teachers do what you think they do…they teach. A variety of Afterlife subjects are pursued within the walls of Saratosa, from Ritual Demonics to Avoid Being Eaten 101. Teachers are fully capable of teaching the darkest, most twisted of material simply because they themselves have had it pounded into their brains all their life. They look, overall, just like a regular furry or human. They are as intelligent as any, can fight or attack if needed, and also carry emotion…though with them memory is hard to come by.

Doctors/Nurses:
(#4 in power under Bridgette)
Doctors and Nurses are plausibly the most sadistic of the Staff souls, as they get off on seeing the slightest tinges of blood on their operating tables, and operations often become sort of a “super happy fun time” fest for them. They just hate it when an injury is simple to treat, and may even go to great lengths to make their patients’ injuries worse— just so they can confine and torture them for longer. They, similar to the Prefects, may or may not have been physically/mentally altered and cloned in their lifetime. Otherwise, they appear normal. Some are intelligent. Some not able to tell a pencil from a pen. Some can fight quite well…some fall flat on their faces. They can hold emotion, but more often find it difficult to not be overcome by their more Wicked feelings. Memory? What are these…memories you speak of?

NON-PLAYABLE CHARACTERS

Alright, alright, I don’t know whether anyone would be up for it, but I need someone to kind of be my right-hand man and help me with the following two abominations. I will play them as necessary…and even when not necessary…but if you are my right-hand man, then I will allow you to rule over them too.

Monsters: You know the drill. Hideous, scornful things. In all shapes, sizes and varieties, though they generally have more (disgusting-looking) flesh and bone to them than their Demon cousins. Where did they come from? That’s a good question. Some say they have been in Purgatory since the beginning of days, to keep the population down. Recently, the system of naming them has been given up: A Monster is just a Monster. No need for breeds and creeds. They do well to stay far outside the school’s boundaries, where they belong.

What happens if I come across a Monster outside school grounds? Unless you know how to run the good run and fight the good fight, you be their tasty little dinner. Fun-size!

Demons: These are beings that have slipped in dimension over Hell and thereby ended up in Purgatory. Mostly they move by shadow, but when they reveal themselves they look many times more pleasing to the eye than a Monster. Some can transfigure into beautiful dragons, unicorns, white rabbits, and other fanciful beasts that will try and lead you away from safety. Others can take the form of familiars. Still others have certain powers and abilities that make them stand above the crowd. The residents of Purgatory have also abandoned name-giving for the Demons and given them a universal label.

What happens if I come across a Demon outside school grounds? You’d best cower in fear and hope they take mercy upon you. Demons not only have the power to obliterate you, they have the power to steal souls. Since they are slightly more intelligent than Monsters, Bridgette has created a sort of alliance with them. She has commanded them to bring any children they find back to the school, but certain demons can’t be trusted period, especially with the handling of children who have particularly tasty souls…


AND FOR THE PITCH:

Do I even need to say my rules, again, seriously? Sigh. Be nice. Be happy. No sniveling. I very, very rarely kick people out of roleplays, so you’d have to do something really bad to get me to do that to you.

Char Sheet for Children
(One child is required in order to play!)

Name:
Age:
Gender:

Species:
Appearance:
Personality:

How did they die?
Living Biography (what his/her life was before Death?):

Char Sheet for others

Name:
Age: (does not count if cloned/altered)
Gender:

Species:
Appearance:
Personality:

What is their Occupation under Bridgette? (Prefect, Teacher, Nurse, etc.)
And how do they like to do their Job? (do they like to lay low, or do they always wanna pick a fight, etc.)
Do they like children or only put up with them?
On that note, do they like Bridgette or only put up with her because she rules them?
Do they have any memories of a human life back on Earth?

Weapons (if any, feel free to be creative, this is a horror story after Silent Hill after all, but no super-heavy-duty guns):
Accessories:
Pets/Familiars (if any):

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

I'm intrigued by this and would like to see how it develops.

I would like to be your "right hand man" in dealing with your monsters because apparently I'm good at that kind of monstrousity kind of stuff. As for demons, again, apparently I'm good at the sinister. I almost made one person throw up because of my writing, but she was a particularly weak willed woman. But yeah I do like pushing myself to make the most imaginative freaks.

as for my characters, I'll be two kids.

Name: Asia Kirra
Age: 10
Gender: Female

Species: Rabbit
Appearance: He fur is quite puffy and white, with little darkness around her eyes and down her ears, as well as black glove like marks on her paws. She wears a red poncho with flowers along it, and underneath are a Betty Boop t-shirt and denim dungarees that are slightly too big, spreading over her feet like a cloak.
Personality: She's a rather inward child, she looks at the world, and toys with it in her head. She listens to people rather than to speak. she likes hearing people talk. And in her head, the world is exploding with colour, because she wants it to.

How did they die? Car crash. She pushed her friend out of the way and got hit instead.
Living Biography (what his/her life was before Death?): A little dreamer, caught in her own little world, she was one of the brightest in school but you wouldn't know it until she showed you what she'd worked on. She was great at art, loving to merge lighter colours into a cloudy blur. At home, she would play with dolls, play with drawing. She would draw her dolls and when out in the world, she would stop in the street, looking at anything that would catch her eye, like a bird or a flower.



Name: Kali Vaszera
Age: 13
Gender: Male

Species: Fox
Appearance: Normal red fox colours, with twinges of gold. he wears jeans, a t-shirt with ninjas on it, and a blue short sleeved shirt, opened so he can see the ninjas.
Personality: Protective of Asia, he is very active, very outspoken and gets defensive quite easily.

How did they die? he was the friend who was pushed out of the way. It hurt him. He was filled with guilt. He wasn't concentrating on what he was doing, and set fire to his house. He was the only one to die.
Living Biography (what his/her life was before Death?): At school he was generally a good kid. Nothing special though he was good at physical activity. When he talked, he sometimes puts his foot in his mouth. He liked computers, like the science behind it, like the ideas. He liked being told amazing things, so he liked talking to Asia. She was like his little sister. They'd known eachother since they were tiny.


so how's that then? am i in?

[Entaru]

*Prances about giggling madly*  Oh hooray!  Oh yippee!  Oh Joy!  Oh Rapture!  It feels as if you read my mind!  *Fanboy squeal*    The possibilities for violence are infinite.  Oh, I'm so happy!


Char Sheet for Children


Name: Entaru Korin
Age: 7
Gender:Male

Species:Artic Fox

Appearance: Snow white fur with black paws.  Emerald green eyes.  Is incredibly short for his age and his tail is twice as long as he is tall (he was supposed to grow into it).  Wears an oversized red t-shirt and a pair of jeans (also too big) that are held up by a rope.  Carries around a very bright red ball at all times.

Personality: He's the 'good' little boy.  He never questions the teachers, and is always helpful when he can be.  Most importantly, he is a snitch.  He is incredibly spiteful towards other children, seeing them as closer to monsters than the ones outside the gates.  There is nothing he enjoys more than watching another child being punished for breaking the rules.  Rules are to be followed...never broken.

How did they die?:  Hit by a truck whilst chasing a ball into the street.  The first rule he ever broke and also his last.

Living Biography: Entaru, in life, was always the teacher's pet.  He had to be.  All of the other kids always picked on him for his size, intelligence, and social status so he quickly adapted to use the adults as shields.  His family was incredibly poor and couldn't afford to get him anthing nice...ever.  His favorite toy was a bright red rubber ball that his father had found on the side of the road.  He would spend hours just throwing the ball around his family's small yard.  One day, while his parents were trying to find another job for his father, the local school bullies showed up at his house.  They teased him and took his ball, saying that little pieces of trash like him didn't derserve something so pretty.  After pounding on him for a little while, one of them threw the ball into the road where he chased it.  That's when the truck came.

Char Sheet for others

Name: Nero
Age: Altered
Gender: Male

Species: Some sort of canine, impossible to tell anymore.  Could possibly be a hyena or jackal.

Appearance: Stands at about 7' 3" tall.  Has brownish-yellow fur with black clumps spread throughout.  The hair on his left paw is matted with pus, grime, blood, and countless other secretions.  He wears grey surgeon's scrubs that have been cutomized with a hood, which he wears up at all times.  Upon closer inspection it is revealed that the scrubs are actually grafted to his skin.  His face is always covered by a thin brown veil that is attached to the top of the hood and drapes down over his muzzle.  If one looked close enough they could see that most of his face is actually gone.  His body is covered in sores and bald spots.  His right hand has been replaced with various tools and surgical equpiment which seem to change at random.

Personality:The very essence of Purgatory Doctors.  He takes great pleasure in his job, often posioning the children simply so they have to come see him.  He always seems to be in a good mood and cackles madly at even the dullest of jokes.  While he is hardly a genius, he has demonstrated more than once that he is incredibly resourceful and can outwit many lower Demons.

What is their Occupation under Bridgette?: Doctor

And how do they like to do their Job?:  Mo' Mess is Mo' Better!

Do they like children or only put up with them?:  He likes the children well enough....just not in a way that they would find pleasant.

On that note, do they like Bridgette or only put up with her because she rules them?:   He doesn't care for Bridgette but does as he's told simply because she sends the children his way.

Do they have any memories of a human life back on Earth?: None whatsoever.

Weapons: His replacement hand.
Accessories: Everything he needs is in his hand.
Pets/Familiars (if any): None

[Dtannings]

Well, I'm with my brother on the Fangasm bit. Com'on Entaru, say it with me! "Hoo-ra! for Unrestraianed Violence!"

Name: Kodowa (koh-DOH-wah) / typically goes by Kodo
Age: 9
Gender: Female

Species: Racoon
Appearance: Narrow cold blue eyes lined in black (like goth eyeliner). Her black hair is just to her shoulders, slightly splayed outward. She wear's black spandex that peeks out from under her plain white shirt-shorts. (don't know what to call it. like a dress, but with shorts instead of a skirt.) She's quite tall for her age, being nearly 5" already.
Personality: Very cold and quiet. She has yet to speak since coming to the school, and everyone expects that whatever she might say is bound to be cruel. In truth, she finds no need to voice disgust, and would only speak to compliment or ask a kind question.

How did they die?: Broke her neck falling down a flight of stairs.
Living Biography (what his/her life was before Death?): Her parents made their living off cat-burglary, stealing priceless items. She was considered one of the rich kids in school. Due to her parent neglect to spend time with her, she learned to despise adults. Due to her cold exterior, combined with her "richness" she was the target of many fake friendships, combined with teasing. In many incidents, she would get into fights, typically winning by jabbing her finger in their eye, or attempting to pull their ears off. On one fateful day, her parents were caught and prosecuted, resulting in much more bullying at school. Atop a staircase, she was fighting a senior student (6th grader), trying to stab a pencil in their eye. The other student kicked her, causing her to fall down the stairs, breaking her neck.



Name: Mrs. LeWattur
Age: Altered
Species: German Shepard
Appearance: She looks more like a fox than a dog, her long thin muzzle supporting half-moon glasses. She typically wears a yellow-green curduroy jacket with a green-brown skirt, that ends a little past the knee.
Personality: Caring but strict, she does her best to teach the children how to survive in this world. She despizes cruelty, but understands that if it is as Bridgette wishes, than she has no right to protest. She hates the nurses and doctors with a passion, and does everything in her power to keep the children from having to visit them. Overall, she's protective and motherly.

What is their Occupation under Bridgette? Teacher (teaches how to live life safely in purgatory. (going outside, avoiding the doctors and nurses)
And how do they like to do their Job? She loves to teach the children, though she wishes it were under different circumstances.
Do they like children or only put up with them? She loves the children as if they were her own.
On that note, do they like Bridgette or only put up with her because she rules them? She can't stand her but knows by going against her she might lose the children.
Do they have any memories of a human life back on Earth? The closest thing to a memory is her urge to nurture and raise children.

Weapons (if any, feel free to be creative, this is a horror story after Silent Hill after all, but no super-heavy-duty guns): none
Accessories: none
Pets/Familiars (if any): none

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Ohmiyay! Thank you guys.  Asia, Entaru, Dtannings, all three of you and your characters are in. And, yes Asia, you can be my right-hand man...thanks for asking!  I will start this roleplay tomarrow. 

*Prances about giggling madly*  Oh hooray!  Oh yippee!  Oh Joy!  Oh Rapture!  It feels as if you read my mind!  *Fanboy squeal*    The possibilities for violence are infinite.  Oh, I'm so happy!

Okay, Mr. Psychopants, whatever you have been smoking...you need to put it down...and step away very, very slowly....I had no idea my starting a roleplay would get such a...reaction... Hahaha.

Well, I'm with my brother on the Fangasm bit. Com'on Entaru, say it with me! "Hoo-ra! for Unrestraianed Violence!"

Brother? You two are really bros? Or just online?  ....*sniffle* I've never had a brother...

[Entaru]

We are real siblings.  I'm the older brother and she is the little sister...though we might as well be twins.

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Ohhh...how awesome!  *feels aww-ness deep inside*

Post Merge: March 23, 2010, 06:09:54 PMMmkay so everyone that joined got an applause!  Anyway, this whole thing came to be for one reason only: my friend and I are big-time fanfic wenches. One day of epic writing we decided to challenge each other to write about the most unusual of fandom combinations....and so she told me to create something that combined Silent Hill with Harry Potter. And I told her to write about something that combined Maximum Ride with Pirates of the Carribean.

So, yes, the whole reason this exists is because I was challenged into a fanfic duel. I haven't seen what she has done with hers yet. 

Guess I'll start posting my chars. Have time for only one though. 

Name: Aike-Aike (ay-ee-kay, ay-ee-kay)
Age: Altered
Gender: Female

Species: White Wolf
Appearance:  http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2888094/ She is mostly white, but has splotches of red and black all over at the base of her tail and near her shoulders. Brown eyes. Spiked red and black hair. As you can see, her hands and head are detachable. Once she removes the stitches, she can thereby remove that body part. Once removed, the part will take on a life of its own, able to both walk and talk. She uses her detachable hands for spying, for stealing, and for anything else she’s too lazy to do on her own.
Personality: Complete and utter lunatic to the end. No-one ever really knows where her mind has gone. She likes to make a game out of every last little thing.

What is their Occupation under Bridgette? Nurse
And how do they like to do their Job? She enjoys children very much, and falsely believes they like her too: “When I tortu- I mean, hehe, when I’m healing patients they think it’s fun to play a game and so do I. We play together! And it is just sooo much fun! I have all these pretty syringes in rainbow colors, and this medicine that looks like candy! Oh, oh, oh, and…” *cuts her off before she babbles* Aike-Aike thinks that blood is only natural for the type of games she’s playing with her patients, and also thinks that they aren’t really hurting, even when they scream. In fact, if a patient starts screaming, then she starts screaming too, thinking it’s a fun challenge to see who can be loudest. Don’t trust her with hardcore medical equipment. She’s a complete klutz, clumsy out of her mind, and she might end up mutilating you in a way not intended.
Do they like children or only put up with them? Children are the light of her life.
On that note, do they like Bridgette or only put up with her because she rules them? “Who’s Bridgette?...ohhh, that funny-looking lady with the wings? Well, I don’t really see her around, I’m too busy playing…”
Do they have any memories of a human life back on Earth? Nopers.

Weapons (if any, feel free to be creative, this is a horror story after Silent Hill after all, but no super-heavy-duty guns): Her kit of syringes. She has deadly blades hidden deep under her skin, inside her arms, and if she removes her hands they can slide out.
Accessories:  Various cute and adorable medical equipment. Some stuffed toys, in the hope to make her patients smile.
Pets/Familiars (if any): She has a pet Monster called BooBoo that she keeps in a cage. It resembles a fluffball with teeth like daggers, and growls at her crazily every time she comes to feed it…yet she loves the thing regardless.

[Entaru]

She's cute...I wonder what Nero will think of her.

[Dtannings]

We are real siblings.  I'm the older brother and she is the little sister...though we might as well be twins.

We're about a year apart, but are basically the same person. I introduced him to RPing. *to Entaru* dont you deny it! i've been rping since middle school. You just started because i was bored and u were the only person around to play with.

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Heehee 

Name: Brenna Guiterez
Age: 9
Gender: Female

Species: Unicorn
Appearance: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3287866 Like this except with glasses. Cream-colored unicorn with blue eyes and similarly colored hair. Her horn, as well as her tail are very short and undeveloped. Brenna likes to wear old-fashioned things. She always carries around a backpack with her schoolwork and Bible inside.
Personality: Bren is what some would call a "Jesus Freak" and trusts in the Lord, our God above everything else. She never forgets to pray over meals and before she goes to bed. Daily Bible reading is a must. She is very sweet and good-natured, and never likes to hurt others in any way. Likewise, she cannot stand violence or spite in any form or doseage. Poor thing is a sitting duck now...Bridgette does not allow Bibles or praying in her school.
 
How did they die? Drowned in a flood basin during a rain strom.
Living Biography (what his/her life was before Death?): Brenna was raised in your average "Suburbia" family in Albaquerque, New Mexico, and 'grew up' around good morals, togetherness and Faith. She did her homework every night and went to Church every Sunday. When her best friend, Darla, said she wanted to go play in the rain, Bren was more than eager to follow........sadly, they were screwing around in a city drainage basin when the rain started to get very heavy, very quickly...they couldn't climb out in time to avoid the rush of water.




Post Merge: March 24, 2010, 03:38:33 PMName: Darla Spintben
Age: "I'm 10 1/2!! Not just ten, got it?!"
Gender: Female

Species: Hyena
Appearance: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3199524 Darla is a hyena with green eyes and firey, curly orange-red hair. She likes to wear cute things, and cute things only...
Personality: Always the feisty one, Darla can't sit still for more than a few seconds. She likes to get in trouble, every opportunity possible, and deny every rule an adult sets forth. She is a bit gabby and obnoxious, but will try her best to calm down if you tell her she's being annoying.

How did they die? Drowned in a flood basin during a rain storm.
Living Biography: Darla lived in the "slum subs" of Albaquerque, with parents too lazy to get a job and a house so messy it was a miracle she could wade through to her room everyday. She was poor, malnourished and exposed to many of the "wrong things" in life such as drugs and alchohol at an early age. But little Darla never really cared, nor did she see herself as diffrent from other children. Darla, along with her friend Brenna, met a tragic end due to lack of attention. 

[Vyvas]

Name: Vyvas
Age: ten
Gender: Female (mostly)

Species: Red-tailed hawk furry
Appearance:The avian facial features are fine boned and sparse. The cruel beak is set in a soft expression at war with its function.  Her eyes are focused ahead intently the natural prediliction of her kind the dark large eyes steady and clear.  Though you wonder at the slightly feral look of dyed black feathers near her eyes and crest, an irregular, wild yet harmonious pattern, which stands out a bit against the more pale feathers of her head. Her expression tends to slightly guarded and aloof but flashes of amusement or humor sometimes stray across her face furtively.  She is however straightforward. Her guardedness is caution, not mendacity of any degree or type ever. Her wings come out of her shoulder blades, and are a bit of a darker brown on the top, white on the bottom, and as they get to the edges of her wings her plumage darkens to a black. All of her feathers have a v pattern, the slender, curving v's being white against the darkish brown of her feathers. This pattern is more pale on her chest, being mostly white, but as you look down her torso the pattern would become more prominent agan. The tail she is named for is the typical hawk shape, short with a slight wideness for a speed-maneuverability compromise favoring speed.  You know she is meant to fly fast and sure and something of the sense of focus and quiet, insistent driven nature of a power dive comes to mind seeing her tail.  The slightly washed out orange red of her tail feathers look far more impressive when the light catches them and all the same the shift of coloration near her rump provides a playful touch to her apperance. On each of her hips are more patterns dyed in fine silver lines, showing up vividly on the her plummage.  When the plummage turns light colored with her underside the color shifts to red to match her choker.  The design is one of short arcs and angled lines, woven together not forming a particular shape really but implying the flight of a flock of birds.  The patterns adorn the inches near each hip, but do not connect.

She wears a macrame choker of black rawhide cord with periodic braces. Polished ruby, hematite stones and some bits of silver framing woven into the leather.


Personality: Kind, a bit needy, eager to please.

How did she die? She saw him occasionally, out of the corner of her eye. He was stalking her. She never learned who he was, hardly even saw him when he decided to make his move... and kill her. Why had he done so? She doesn't know....
Living Biography (what her life was before Death?): She kept to herself mostly. Seemed to have a rough life, her mom abused her. Poor hawkling. She had fallen in love once, you know. But that... hardly worked out. In fact, he was who had hired a mercinary to kill her. Attracted to the wrong type of person, I say.


Name: Lilium
Age: seven
Gender: Female

Species: Neko
Appearance: A bit small for her size, looking closer to five or six than seven. Her black hair, ears, and tail hardly help this, nor the black clothes she wears. Tight-fitting dark lolita dress, with plenty of ruffles. Looking into those dark eyes people were often creeped out... when she was alive. Now, how would one little girl scare you, what with everything else here?
Personality: She keeps to herself, or follows people around, as if she thinks she is their shadow. Never will you hear a word uttered from her mouth, for she is mute. If she really wants to communicate, she will write on her black notebook, with a fountain pen, in her elegant script.

How did they die? Turns out, she was the next on the murderer's list. But for a different reason-- her parents simply could not handle this girl for one more day!
Living Biography (what her life was before Death?): Before her death she acted much like she does after. Failed every grade she attended in her short, short life, for she simply refused to do anything. Quite often she skipped school altogether, but no one missed this little girl.

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

Char Sheet for Children
 
Now that I'm getting on more often, there's NO WAY I can pass up such an opportunity.

Name: Leon
Age: 12
Gender: Male

Species: Fox
Appearance: He wears rather scruffy clothes, not caring for their condition. His face is covered with dirt, and a look of indifference will most likely be on his face.
Personality:
Quiet - Unless sparked by an influence to speak out, Leon will remain silent, he's not shy, but rather feels as if he's a by-stander, watching individuals run out their lives, like ants on an ant hill.
Direct - His statements are not lengthened by any metaphors, nor are they clouded by mixed messages, they are as clear as a crystal.
Blunt - He does not care if he hurts you feelings when telling you the truth, because if you ask for it, it's your fault it happened in the first place. That doesn't mean he wants to hurt you though.
Conformal - There are certain situations where Leon will rebel (The orphanage for instance), other then that, he will usually stick to the norm or something that fits the crowd.

How did he die: Shot in the middle of a robbery in a gas station where he was trying to find cheap food.

Living Biography: Not much went on in his life, he just a regular kid at school, but after the disappearance of both his parents (Cause unknown), he was sent to a state orphanage. The people that worked there were both abusive and unjust, so when he got the chance, he ran away, hoping to find a place to live.

Char Sheet for others

Name: Brendan Miccichè
Age: 45
Gender: Male

Species: Human
Appearance: He wears well-kept, fancy clothes, usually ranging from regular work attire to a tuxedo, depending on his mood.
Personality:
Ambitious - Brendan has always had a lust for power, fame, glory, but for all the right reasons. He wished to guide others along the path of life, pointing them not towards some messiah from ancient text, but rather...the stars. To be responsible for the discovery of expansive amounts of information found in the distant planets, solar systems, and even galaxies, was his main goal. Also, to be a renown actor, dancer and musician, but those were hobbies.
Fun-Loving/Social - Brendan was taught how to dance and play guitar as a teenager, then progressed to acting classes after his college education. He loves going to parties, feeling the atmosphere of a lively crowd, forgetting about all his worries, having a drink and meeting new people. He's a people-person, unless you catch him on an off day, of course.
Intelligent - He loves gaining more knowledge, and then applying it to the real world or sharing it with others. He has a hatred for people who act immaturely too often, use improper versions of a language, ignorance and arrogance (Thought he may display it at times without knowing it). At the age of 32, Brendan took up astronomy, started reading more and more books, listened or read debates between renown politicians and fellow scientists, and read more about historical events.


Occupation under Bridgette: Teacher
How does he like to do his Job: He'll teach only if the students are willing to learn, and if they aren't, then he'll say to them, "If you truly aren't going to listen, then you'd best be ready to face the inside of a monster."
Does he like children: It depends on the type of children, and how he feels on the day. Most of the time though, he's quite fine with them, as long as they shut-up when they're told to.
Does he like Bridgette: Brendan doesn't like taking orders from others, he'd rather be leading, or not being preached to. But, he does his job and doesn't try to get on Bridgette's bad side.
Does he have any memories: He remembers his life after college, but doesn't remember his childhood.

Weapons (if any, feel free to be creative, this is a horror story after Silent Hill after all, but no super-heavy-duty guns): He carries no weapons what-so-ever.
Accessories: A watch, nothing special about it.
Pets/Familiars (if any): He has a cat and a dog. The cat's name is Paws, a fat tabby that loves to lay on peoples laps. The dog's name is Rosie, she loves people, and likes kids too, but she prefers adults. The general reason he has these pets is because of how much of an animal lover he is, and you could say that Rosie could be used as a weapon: She's a German Shepard, and can be very dangerous if Brendan seizes her on you.

This is gonna be good....

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Ugh...Sorry you two, but Sasha is sick and has to go to bed...I promise I'll let you know tomarrow what I think and if you're in.

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

I am also sick and probably wont post until friday or saturday... sunday at the latest

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Okay, Howl, you and your two chars are in.

As for Vyvas, I cannot let you in until you give me a more complete biography for Vyvas. ....not that it isn't good as it is, it's just that you mentioned off-handedly a few things about mercenaries and wakizashis...And I can't have a little ninja/assassin/whatever it is she may be running around unless I know more about her. The other one is fine. You don't need to tell me a lot about the murderer that killed them, as you can reveal that eventually, but I must understand what's up with this Vyvas chick!