Demons,Humans,Angels.

[Naval]

(New character)


Name: Jewpawno
Gender: Male
Race: Alligator
Clothes: Orange prison pants, thick hiking boots, chains around his ankles. Then a  worn gas mask, hand wraps and a necklace with a locket.
Weapons: A sledgehammer and a make shift jacket with a buzz saw at the end.
Fraction: Human
Rank: mercenary


Powers: He was trapped in a terrible prison that beat him black and blue. Then due to demon and angel blood being mixed with him. He has minor self regeneration but for small cuts, takes minutes, bigger wounds hours, and if fatal then days. Now other inhancments are, increased speed, strength, endurance. Now that is all fine and dandy. But he isn't all the way in there and has to fight himself half the time due to the struggle of two minds. So when the blood lust or pain becomes too much. He throws himself into a blinding fury that seems  that  time slows down for him.[size=78%]  But the draw back comes when he is done and loses all his energy. So he passes out and becomes defenseless in his slumber to regain his strength.[/size]
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[/size][size=78%]((Ta da!))[/size]

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Accepted Rasha!))

Victor: *was playing with his magic in the allys*

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

((Probs page 4, but screw it ))

Al walked inside and closed the door. "Make yourself at home. Or, well, make yourself at hideout at least." He walked over to the kitchen and put some water in the boiler, before setting it to 80 degrees and turning it on.

[Rayleonarde]

A small rift opened in the park, and Ray shot out like a cannonball. He rolled across the grass for a few feet, before standing up and dusting himself off.

[Cifero Windtail]

((Probs page 4, but screw it ))

Al walked inside and closed the door. "Make yourself at home. Or, well, make yourself at hideout at least." He walked over to the kitchen and put some water in the boiler, before setting it to 80 degrees and turning it on.

Clare nodded and took a seat on the couch. "... Are we safe here?" she asked, unzipping her bag.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"Course we are. One way in, one way out. Anyone I don't recognise walk through that door, they don't end up walking back." Al poured two cups of hot water and put a bag of earl grey tea in. "Don't count on coming back here. Or sleeping here. If you do want to stick with me, we lose the other two, and we head back to my house." He walked over to the couch and a cup in Clare's direction.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Course we are. One way in, one way out. Anyone I don't recognise walk through that door, they don't end up walking back." Al poured two cups of hot water and put a bag of earl grey tea in. "Don't count on coming back here. Or sleeping here. If you do want to stick with me, we lose the other two, and we head back to my house." He walked over to the couch and a cup in Clare's direction.

Clare carefully accepted the cup, looking over at Al. "... I don't get why they had to have the war here," she said.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al took a seat and sipped at his tea. "Eh. I'd imagine it just means this planet isn't worth much in the 'grander' scheme of things. Anyway, we best not waste time. I'm sure you have more important things to do, save getting shot in the arm a few more times. What's a person like you, doing getting involved in the war? Hell, what's a person like you doing on this planet?"

[Cifero Windtail]

Al took a seat and sipped at his tea. "Eh. I'd imagine it just means this planet isn't worth much in the 'grander' scheme of things. Anyway, we best not waste time. I'm sure you have more important things to do, save getting shot in the arm a few more times. What's a person like you, doing getting involved in the war? Hell, what's a person like you doing on this planet?"

Clare sipped her tea and sighed, looking down at her feet. "Well... My history's complicated," she said. "You see, my mother was a demon and my father was an angel, so technically speaking I don't belong in either faction. However, I don't really belong with other species either... but this was the realm I found that had others close to my appearance..." Clare looked into Al's eyes and grinned a little. "Also, they're rather good at making warm drinks here."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al shrugged. "Just warm water with a bag of leaves. Nothing skilful about it." He maintained a completely straight face, not making eye contact with Clare at all as he watched the door and sipped his tea. "Alright, makes sense. Say... have you ever heard of a fox named Kitani? A male?"

[[INACTIVE]]

Name: Bailey Stowe
Gender: Male
Species: Coyote
Faction: Human
Clothing: White Lab Coat, Yellow Tie, Tan Slacks, and Black Shoes
Weapons and equipment: Webley Revolver
Rank (Leader, commander, General, ect ): Scientist (Is that even a rank?)

[Cifero Windtail]

Al shrugged. "Just warm water with a bag of leaves. Nothing skilful about it." He maintained a completely straight face, not making eye contact with Clare at all as he watched the door and sipped his tea. "Alright, makes sense. Say... have you ever heard of a fox named Kitani? A male?"

Clare cocked an eyebrow. "Kitani?"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al sighed. "Nah, you probably haven't. Just getting my hopes up I suppose..." His face seemed to turn somewhat solemn before he shook his head and returned to the straight expression he had before. "Moving on... Who's side are you actually on? When it comes down to it, who'll you fight against?

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Name: Bailey Stowe
Gender: Male
Species: Coyote
Faction: Human
Clothing: White Lab Coat, Yellow Tie, Tan Slacks, and Black Shoes
Weapons and equipment: Webley Revolver
Rank (Leader, commander, General, ect ): Scientist (Is that even a rank?)

((It is now. Your accepted. Can probably make some kick ass weapons too))

Crest: *Crest waited outside of the house waiting for Al and Clare to finish*

[Cifero Windtail]

Al sighed. "Nah, you probably haven't. Just getting my hopes up I suppose..." His face seemed to turn somewhat solemn before he shook his head and returned to the straight expression he had before. "Moving on... Who's side are you actually on? When it comes down to it, who'll you fight against?

Clare kept thinking. "... Is he human?" she asked, looking at Alka.