[Characters] The Scroll of Souls

[Xian]

This will be the library for the public view of your characters so that others may reference it for interaction purposes.

[Moridain]

Emily Merellen Race: Shinigami Class: Spellcaster Shinigami//Summoner Appearance: White hair and fine skin that comes only from a rich background and noble lineage frame a face with the sharp lines to match. Her eyes, once steady and buisness like, have picked up a degree of cheekiness and charm since the burden of Heir was lifted from her shoulders. She is thin for her size, and looks to be somewhere from fourteen to sixteen years of age.   Ten Minute Background Ten Minute Background. Concepts: 1/ She was born the first child and Heir to her family, trained to take over for her father when it became clear no more children were coming. About six months ago though her mother came home with a new child, a boy. She lost her status immediately, in the traditional family. 2/ Family is famous for their Kidou and secret arts. She is the greatest prodigy of this generation, or at least promises to be. 3/ The Family guardian spirit, one who has guarded the family for dozens of generations, chose her when she was just a toddler and taught her its power. Even when her brother was born it did not transfer its loyalty, choosing to stay with her. Needless to say, this caused quite a bit of upset. 4/ Suddenly left without responsabilities she decided to become a Shinigami, against her families wishes. Goals: 1/ Since her original identity has basically been taken from her, she is looking to make a new one. She intends to make a name for herself as the best shinigami possible, and run wild while doing so to differentiate herself from her past. 2/ I would like for her to gain rank in the society, climbing high and fast until her position inside the Shinigami is higher than that outside of it. Secrets: 1/ Though she pretends to be outraged at being replaced, in truth she is actually glad about it. She hated the pressure, and had actually been cracking under it before her brother was born. She feels really guilty about not feeling more outraged. 2/ The brother she was replaced by isn't actually the heir after all... Her mother had a secret paramour and he was the father, but she has kept that secret and let her Father think it was his. Eventually it will come out and the Son will lose his spot, and she will be dropped back into the Heir. People: Friendly: 1/ Riddian Merellen Her father, the current head of the Merellen House. A good man, shrewd in buisness and in his attempts to do right by those beneath him. He makes a terrible enemy though, ruthless and exacting. He dotes on his daughter, but is a big fan of tradition and so feels no real guilt about replacing her with his surprise 'son'. 2/ Elizabeth Merellen A love match of her fathers, an American woman who he took against the wishes of his family. She loves him, and is a stay at home wife. She recently made the mistake of taking up with a lover, one of the house security, and got pregnant to him. Has hidden this mistake and passed the child off as Riddian's. She also loves her daughter, and is the kind of mother who turns up unexpectedly at her childrens house to make sure theya re eating right... 3/ Guy Black (calneris rotwing's character) One of the conditions of her joining the Shinigami was taking along a guard, and after discussion they decided on Guy Black. A member of one of the vassel houses he has strong swordsman ship, hindered by his lack of any Kidou ability. She doesn't like him very much, finding him kind of scary and unstable, but since she is stuck with him she does her best to include him in what she does. She tries her best ot bring him out of his shell, and balance him. Hostile: 1/ Family members: There are those in the branch families that would love for her to have an accident, along with her brother. If she dies out along with her brother than when her father steps down one of their children will be the ones to take over the noble house. 2/ Peter Greykin The strongest contester for her 'throne'. The heir of the largest of the branch families, he often competes with her to prove he is a better choice. He joined the Shinigami when she did. She isn't sure what his own views are about the situation, but she is quietly wary of him... Quirks/Memories: 1/ She remembers the day her mother came home with a son and she finally realised she had been replaced. She stood, unseen, at the door to the nursury as her parents coddled the new born, a ray of sun shining through a screen on the group. She cried. Not in sadness, but in relief. In joy. 2/ Whenever she is about to do something foolish or risky she gives a mischivious smirk and tips her characteristic hat. 3/ She is a hugger, and is constantly falling on people in carefree platonic hugs of affection. Anyone who takes them to mean more than they do get a charming brush off and smirk. Inner Hollow: Her inner hollow is represented by her desire for freedom and lifelong wish to avoid responsability. It is chaotic and breaks every rule it can think of for the sake of breaking them.

[Bade]

Red Iki Race: Shinigami Class: Expert shinigami specializing in shunpo and assassination. Possibly dabbling in spellcaster. Not certain which concept I will ultimately go with. Appearance: Red is an androgynous appearing young woman of frail build and average height. The first thing virtually everyone notices is her mask. Similar to a gas mask, it actually functions as a breathing apparatus, designed to counteract an unknown and pervasive disorder she has experienced since dying and coming to Soul Society. Without it, her breaths are short and painful, leaving her weak. The mask is larger than it needs to be as well, covering scarring around the left side of her face. Her second most noticeable feature is her striking red hair. Though she is frequently hooded, the hair seems to nearly glow, and is unmistakable. It is the source of her name, since she no longer recalls the name she was born with. Much of her background died with her mortal body. The final thing one notices is her piercing blue eye. Only one is visible, the mask covers the other, but the shade is striking and her eye seems to take in her surroundings in an instant.   Ten Minute Background Step 1: Write 5 background and concept elements that you feel are important to your image of the character. These can be a concept overview, a list of important life events, a physical description, a personality profile...whatever you need to get an image in your mind. 5 is just a minimum...more elements are encouraged! 1) Red is an amnesiac regarding her life before she was given the soul burial by a shinigami. Her personal history begins with awakening in Soul Society. 2) She is standoffish, largely keeps to herself and suspicious, this stems from bad experiences in soul society with people taking advantage of her weakness due to her condition before she built her mask. She is aware of her own vulnerabilities and has been taken advantage of before leaving her hesitant to allow others close. She does her best to play the role of a cold, calculating killer. 3) She constantly seeks information on her past, wanting to know where she came from and why she is the way she is. 4) While she is standoffish, and sometimes hostile, she is not "bad". She tries to project the image of a remorseless killer, but she will defend those incapable of defending themselves at great personal cost, seeing herself in their shoes. She will rarely seek compensation for it and try to vanish after doing so, not enjoying the attention heroism brings. 5) She does not seek out fights, but once engaged will seek to end them quickly and finally. She does not believe in allowing an enemy to live and return later. She tends to be pragmatic in her combat. Nothing is "dirty" or "unfair". She will use every advantage. 6) She has an innate understanding of technology, such as there is, constructing her breathing apparatus from scrounged parts. She does not know why, but machines and lost technology fascinate her. 7) She finally got out of the poverty districts when she built her mask and began working for the gangs, eliminating rivals efficiently and quietly as a freelance assassin. She built a reputation as a killer before finally deciding to join the shinigami, due to problems with being a freelance hitwoman and having no desire to permanently join a gang. Step 2: List at least two goals for the character. At least one of these goals should be one that the character has, while another should be one that you, as a player, want to see developed over the course of the game. 1) Red wishes to find the truth about her past. 2) I would like to see her develop and grow closer to others. It might also be interesting placing her in moral conflicts, her facade as a killer vs protection of the innocent is an interesting dilemma. Step 3: List at least two secrets about your character. One is a secret the character knows, one is a secret that involves him but that he is not actually aware of yet. This will help me in creating plots that center around your character. I will also be creating a third secret which you as a player will not be aware of, so expect some surprises! Step 4: Describe at least three people that are tied to the character. Two of them are friendly to the character, one is hostile. 1) Etsuko Iki - An elderly woman in District 79, where Red first awoke, where she was known as "Ma Iki". She found Red, gasping for breath, in the streets and took pity on her. She took her in and cared for her whenever she could. Even after Red finally constructed her mask and began her career, she still returned to see Etsuko whenever she could. Red considers her a foster mother and took her last name in honor of her. 2) Mayu Iki - a child saved by Red on a mission. Only appearing to be perhaps 10, Red saved her from 3 men intent on savaging the poor child. Red killed the men in front of her, which traumatized the girl. Feeling guilty, Red took her in and left her with Etsuko. While the girl no longer seems to recall seeing Red kill the men and greets Red with a smile, she has never spoken since, likely due to the subconscious trauma. Red still visits, but the wordless smiles of the girl still play on Red's conscience. 3) Katsuo Nakamura - A gang leader in North 79. Red performed a job for him, but upon returning for payment, he tried to kill her for an assassination she'd performed on one of his lieutenants previously. She narrowly escaped with her life, and this incident caused her to realize how dangerous being freelance truly was. Since she had always looked down on the gangs, even while working for them, she had no desire to join one and thus joined the shinigami. However, Katsuo has sworn to kill her no matter where she runs to. Step 5: Describe three memories, mannerisms, or quirks that your character has. They don't have to be elaborate, but they should provide some context and flavor. 1) Red remembers waking up in Rukongai, gasping for breath, every breath burning her lungs. As an odd quirk, she will always return a fish to water if she finds one out of it, seeing too much in common with the gasping, flailing creature. 2) Red remembers her first kill, the way the knife went in and the way the eyes widened and stared into her own. It still wakes her up sometimes. 3) Red remembers a voice, and older man, guiding her through a pile of scrap, telling her what things were. She doesn't remember who it is, but she feels peculiar when she recalls it. Finding this voice is a large part of her quest for her past. Inner Hollow: Red's Inner Hollow is the monster she fears she has become. Delighting in killing and seeking total destruction, it is the voice of temptation in the dark that tells her to burn the world, to tear it all down. She doesn't know why, but she finds something alluring to the voice, as if it was her true purpose. When under its influence, her blue eyes fade to a dull gray, and remain half-closed, and her hair loses its luster, looking faded.

[Schniderman]

Hildegard Traugott Race: Einherjar - Quincy Class: Gestalt Soulbolt / MarksmanQuincy ~ A dexterous ranged combatant Appearance: A young woman seeming to be in her late teens, Hilde stands at 5'1" (155 cm). She has long blond hair that reaches to her mid back, which she ties up in twintails. Her build is trim, and though she's not terribly strong she's nimble and quick to react. Her eyes are sea green, set behind a pair of frameless spectacles and under thin brows. She has soft facial features and a broad forehead.   Ten Minute Background Step One Hildegard doesn't remember her mother or father, both of whom died when she was still an infant. Hildegard was raised by her grandfather, a Quincy historian who spent his life scouring Midgard for clues towards what caused The Emergence. Throughout her youth she's been dragged through dangerous locales while accompanying her grandfather on his search. Often in their travels they'd come across other Einherjar, people who were oppressed and victimized. Her grandfather interceded for the people who couldn't protect themselves, saying it was a matter of pride. She grew up on stories of the Quincy's valiance, justice, honor, and pride. With a front row seat to her grandfather's heroics, these principles have struck deeply with her and she holds qualities in high regard. Both she and her grandfather are stark opponents to any suggestion that the Quincy had something to do with the Emergence. This is also the impetus for their research, as they'd like to prove without a doubt that the world's current state isn't the apocalypse that the Shinigami predicted would result from the Quincy's continued extermination of Hollows. Her grandfather passed away three years ago, and up until recently Hilde has been continuing his research. More and more though as she traveled she felt that protecting the people she ran across was more important to her. This left her conflicted: she didn't want to abandon her grandfather's life ambition, but at the same time she felt compelled by the morals he'd instilled in her. Finally she resolved herself to travel to the academy. Hilde is often stilted in her interactions with others, as she's had only sparse occasion to talk to anyone other than her grandfather. She's prone to ornamented speech and tends towards heavier subjects, shying away from small talk. She's a very proud person and won't take any insult to herself, her family, or the Quincy lying down. Step Two Hildegard would direly love to see her grandfather's research come to fruition; to conclusively investigate the circumstances surrounding The Emergence, and hopefully to dissociate the Quincy from any involvement. I as a player would like to see either a) Hildegard completing the research, or b) Hildegard finally giving up on the research for good. In either event I'd like to see her grow into the sort of hero figure that she's come to associate the Quincy with. In the case of b) it might be interesting to have her encounter another Quincy, but one who's ruthless and practical; someone still following the Quincy ideal, but someone contradictory to the image her grandfather left her with. Step Three When she was still an infant her mother was attacked and killed by a Hollow, and transformed into a Hollow herself. Secret Step Four Helmut Traugott is her beloved grandfather, the man who nearly single-handedly raised her. A Quincy and a historian, he spent most of his life trying to shed light on The Emergence. Akari Zenigata is a shinigami that Hilde encountered often in Midgard. While her grandfather was still alive there was a firm tension between the two Quincy and the soul reaper, though that boundary began to deteriorate after Helmut's death. Though it was gradual, Akari and Hilde have formed something akin to friendship. After three years mostly alone in Midgard, during one of their chance meetings Akari finally convinced Hilde to go to the Academy. Youichi Fujiwara is a shinigami that has antagonized Hilde and her grandfather for more than a decade. Though rarely openly hostile, he's frequently tried to drive them off or otherwise make a pain of himself. It always seemed as though he was trying to provoke Helmut into making the first strike, so that he could justify fighting with them. It's been years since she last saw Youichi, but now that she's headed to the Academy that may change... Step Five An existence of wandering through deserted cities and wastelands has left Hilde a bit of a pack rat. A search through her pockets would turn up a bizarre assortment of odds and ends: newspaper clippings, buttons, peculiar stones. What's more, she's very self conscious of this fact if anyone points it out. Despite the working conditions she's been accustomed to, Hilde is a good cook. Unfortunately, nothing she cooks ever looks very appetizing. Looks aside though, it's usually well made. Hilde loves to read, and will squirrel away just about any printed work she can find that isn't explicitly someone else's property. Inner Devil: Hildegard's inner devil has red hair; straight, vertical horns like a gazelle; and pointed ears. Notably, her eye color does not change.

Theme Songs Arc Theme Hildegard Theme Inner Devil Theme Inner Devil Cooperation Theme

[Casino Jack]

Moziko Ebah Race: Shinigami Class: Expert/Alchemist Appearance: Moziko Ebah is stickly, unhealthy looking, and generally unkempt. His blonde hair simply grows, and he makes no attempts to cut or trim it. As such it generally becomes a bird’s nest of knots and off splitting locks, all messily flowing around his head and down his back. His eyes are like gems nestled into sockets. Although his irises are bright and keen, they are surrounded by deep black bags and puffy lids, as if he permanently just woke up. His limbs are skinny, and his body lacks muscle definition. He’s androgynous, his face fair with a sharp chin and rounded ears and rather full lips. His mouth always seems to be about to ask a question, forming the words before he speaks them. Ebah's voice is soft and high, a far too pretty voice for a guy, and he has perfect pitch, though music is for dullards and sycophants. He always has bits of tat in his pockets, which will be numerously added to any clothes if they lack pockets. Pockets are very useful; why they don’t just make the right number in the first place he’ll never know. He's small, and slouches a lot. Which doesn't do much for his already short height.   Ten Minute Background The First Steps A young man runs. He runs and runs and runs. He runs because there is nothing waiting for him ahead, and the hounds of hell are baying at his ankles. His life has been ruined over and over, so many times that he no longer remembers which life he is living. His mind weaves out and back in at the edge of sanity. In this state, the starving, blond haired boy finds a hut in the forest of metal and glass. An old man, whose brain had been cooked by the sun, took him in. He tries his best to assuage the shattered portions of the boy’s mind, and although he cannot repair it fully. He can at least put a shine on every piece and make a few larger chunks, so that they can be fitted together like a puzzle. For a time, the boy knows happiness. Not for long of course, but long enough. ------------------------------------------------- The two villagers headed to what may be there only chance to keep their tiny town safe. Many Hollows, dangerous and stampeding, had been sighting on the distant horizon. Heading straight for the village. Something needed to be done. So, the pair who were considered the unofficial leaders of this dirty close knit community headed to the outskirts of town, where a metal hut of rust and scrap stood on dusty plains. ”Can Moziko really help?” Asked the younger man, the warden of their tiny lives, to the elder, the oldest man they had. ”He is the most intelligent person in the entire village, and he will surely help.” Explained the leader, as they approached the strange place. ”But…the rumors?” ”That he is completely starking mad? Oh my yes, completely true. Ebah’s a bit funny in the head, but he’s also a genius. And quite personable. He will help us. He knows things.” The old timer said, gripping a staff as they made their way to the rising structure. ”The Shinigami will never come, our messenger will find a ruin where his home was. That is why we must beg Ebah to help.” The warden looked unsure, but he gathered his wits and pushed open the door to reveal a fair looking young man with long blonde hair…attempting to hang himself. ”Oh…Hello!” He said brightly, the noose around his neck. ”I was about to attempt suicide. I wanted to see the effects of near death on a conscious mind. Can I offer you some water?” -------------------------- Moziko Ebah stood confidently in front of the dusty plains, as black beasts charged towards him. Only one person stood beside him, a man older than him, Kuwarma. Despite the incredibly unsafe position, he had refused to leave. Mainly because Moziko stood alone, watching them approach. ”It’s not safe, even with your traps Ebah! Return with me to the village, now!” The man pleaded, but the rail thin mad man refused to budge. He had a very determined look, though there was a great amount of fear plain in his face. ”I’m fine where I am, Kuwarma. I place my trust in the simple fulcrum. For how could it ever fail? Do you want to hear a story? I want to tell one to stop my legs shaking.” He whipped golden locks behind him, taking a deep breath. ”Everywhere I have been misfortune has followed me. I was a child of bad luck. My siblings were stolen by a demon, my parents eaten by Hollows. I could not live in places for long before they were destroyed or otherwise attacked. I grew accustomed to running, and running was all I knew. Then, I met a man. A wonderful mentor who taught me many wonderful things. He died of course, but the lessons I learned were invaluable to my continued survival. The biggest thing he taught me was that I could no longer run away. That if I must do something. I should stand firm!” His voice grew loud, his fists clenched. ”So now I stand firm. I shall weather every storm, and sunder every blow that falls apart. If I am cracked to pieces, let my pieces strike out in anger and fury! Form a wall and refuse to move! A personal credo, you understand? So, at this moment, let hell’s lashes fall down! I don’t move. I move for nothing now! I want peace, a home, and sweet tranquility!” Kuwarma was gone now; perhaps he’d never been there in the first place. That happened a lot to Moziko, he just took it as people who others couldn’t notice. The hollows rushed into a shadow of a falling behemoth. A great monument of steel and mortar that’s purpose was lost to the ages. And one of them tripped a wire. A wire connected to a weight, which would be then pulled up by a counter balance, and push on the simple and friendly fulcrum. And then the whole thing came crumbling down, slamming into the horde of ravenous Hollows. Trapping them in rubble or crushing them outright. And Ebah cried a victory, more traps springing and destroying Hollows into bursts of black particles. Like dust. However he paled when he saw a great monster, a wolf-like man shape with a mask of death charging through everything. In an instant it was upon him, and he raised his hands and shut his eyes. At the very least he’d be able to block his impending death from his vision. ------------------------------ ”Astounding. So it wasn’t simple misfortune but my spiritual presence that has caused my somewhat depressing life, fascinating. Something so obvious eluding me like that. It wasn’t some act of heaven but simply rationale.” Ebah ate greedily from the bowl of rice offered by his two new friends, Shinigami dressed in black robes. Reapers of souls. They had arrived just in time to save him as he lie bleeding in the sands. It was amazing that he was still living, he had practically been gutted. ”I should have seen it ages ago, but without any correlation how could I?” The bald headed man, whose name was Zubaz? Something or other like that, scratched his head and looked at his comrade. Both agreed that the scrawny pipsqueak that they had found was missing a few nuts from the mix bowl. Especially his talk of them slaying the Wolf-Hollow that he loved to thank the two of them for. When they had arrived, it had only been Ebah, dying and clutching what looked like a broken piece of piping in one hand. They had tried to convince him, but met with a wall. So now they simply tolerated that delusion. He was a friendly guy! And they would certainly get a bonus for bringing someone back with this kind of Spiritual Presence. He was something else, that’s for sure. ------------------------------------- ”But we could learn so much…” Ebah pouted, as again his comrades on their way to bring him to the Seretei struck down a Hollow. ”If they simply stayed around. Imagine the depth of knowledge hidden in their bodies!” Always curious, even when he shouldn’t be. They were growing tired of being his baby sitter, but it was only a little longer. Every time they took their eyes off him he was poking his fingers in something that would inevitably kill him. Still, he had a charm, a friendly sort. That charm did not hide the man who was certifiably making his comrades more and more concerned. He talked in his sleep; he rhymed and didn’t realize it. They didn’t know who was scarier. The cold voice that cried out in the dark, the maddening rhythm from his word games, or the innocent unblinking, unhinged eyes that didn’t seem aware of all the parts that made up Moziko Ebah. ”Maybe next time you can just cut off all their limbs for me! You’re already hacking at them. Just avoid general strikes to the neck.” The Second Steps What does a mad man desire? Well, peace, balance, and idylls for him and everyone around him. Ebah wants to bring balance back to people’s live, and will do quite a bit for his own as well. He simply wants a place where the world makes sense. That’s why he joined the Shinigami. They could be a family to him, one that for once could survive and be…stable. Stability, that is what Ebah wants with all his heart. Ebah is insane. His mind is fractured into the Master, The Man, and The Madness. I want to give each of these a voice, and have their interactions be a key part of Ebah’s character. I want to play someone who desires to reunite his fractured self, but has the chance of falling to the way side. In short, I want to mimic the campaign’s nature. That Ebah is balancing on a knife’s edge, and either side is a different pit. Will he find stability and bring balance to his three cores? Or will he topple and let one consume him and the others? Also I simply want to play a kooky, loony, incredibly brilliant, off-putting mad boy with breadth and depth. The Third Steps Ebah is aware that his body is more durable than any Shinigami, and is willing to push that to the limit in tests and experiments of his own design. He often tries to measure his ‘Death’ Point through attempted suicides, all of which have been made safe and harmless by his hand. However, that does not stop mishaps occurring and of course, people discovering such attempts. Oh how they make such a ruckus over a little bit of blood! However, he must further his own knowledge of his enduring body in order to further his own goals! Understanding One’s self is the best way to understand one’s world, after all. Plus it’ll let him know what his limits are and how to abuse them. Such as if he wanted to transplant a body part or two... Deep inside his head there is a door that must never be opened. However, because he is now a Shinigami he will be given a key to that door. There is a thing that has emerged from his unhinged mind that has been given shape and form by the granting of an Asauchi to him. For behind that door lies the rainbow seepage of madness, and its rhymes can take the sun away. Unfortunately for it, and Ebah, in order for such a shadow to be cast, there must be a light. And the light of rationality is not a pleasant thing. It will make sure that door stays close, so that it retains dominance over Ebah’s mind. A war is occurring in Ebah’s mind, and he’s not even aware of it. The Foruth Steps Zubaz “The Baz” Monroe is a middle ranking Shingami who was sent to the far edges of the Rukongai to stop a Hollow Swarm before it entered the Soul Society proper. However, when he and his partner arrived, they found the monsters already defeated by a slighty loopy sun-addled native, with an immense spiritual potential. Since then Zubaz has kept a brotherly eye over Ebah’s training, as he himself rose through the ranks. You got to admit, the kid can grow on you…even if he’s clearly got brain problems. Zubaz Monroe is one of Ebah’s closest ‘friends’, and the one that anyone attempting to mess with the poor kid has to deal with if he hears about it. Korriko Emi is another person who has taken in interest in Ebah, but this is because of his big beautiful brain. Ebah’s immense intelligence and unnatural curiosity has led him to attempt some rather startling experiments. If Ebah hasn’t killed himself by the time he gets out of the Academy, this scientifically minded Shinigami is going to have much to discuss with the up and coming genius. There are a point when you just have to state the obvious that Ebah is mad. Moyo is a person who has reached that point. A man with only one name, Moyo is hostile to all of Ebah’s interactions, habits, and being. It probably has something to do with them sharing a room and Moyo constantly walking in on Ebah’s death defying feats. After the third time seeing someone test how much it would take to kill themselves, you start to get a little irritated. Moyo is a fellow cadet in the academy and personally thinks the fact that Moziko Ebah hasn’t been committed to some asylum somewhere, is a crime. He’s going to hurt himself or others if he isn’t locked up eventually, and nothing will sway Moyo from that belief. the Fifth Steps Moziko is actually quite talented when it comes to poetry and song, though he rarely engages in such frivolity. When he does put his mind to it he has a natural rhythm that seems to spring up from somewhere inside of him. His favorite food is candied yams, for it invokes memories of when life was simpler, and at least he could keep track of himself. As such it is always a wonderful treat for him. Immensly curious, Ebah traces this back to a time of his childhood. He was always exploring, and wanting to know how things worked, as much as a young babe could. Very curious, drove his parents mad. Until a Hollow bit their heads off. These things occur, there’s no reason to trifle over it. Right?

[grenadierman]

Wolcot Brighams Race:Fullbringer Class:Fullbring/Barbarian Appearance:   Ten Minute Background Step One "Goooooood riddance. Nothing but a fat slave if we took him anywaayyyyyy.." The hell hounds made a dinner out of Julius in exchange for his attempted escape. This wasn't supposed to be happening. Sirens could be heard everywhere, and fire was starting to break out in every direction of the city. This wasn't supposed to be happening. Screams, howls, gunshots. This wasn't supposed to be happening. Now, the Hell's Raiders were on the ground, cuffed in infernal magic and awaiting...awaiting whatever it is. The demons strolled to and fro, while the apparent... overseer licked his lips with his forked tongue. This wasn't supposed to be happening! Wolcot made a break for it out of the docks and to the rioting streets with the hell hounds hot on his ass. He wasn't a runner by any means, but panic and fear gives men wings. Those wings however, weren't enough as he heard the hounds' padding of their feet get closer and closer, and he could feel the infernal heat emanating from their constantly burning bodies warm against his denim pants more and more. There! The cop in the squad car was missing his head, so he took the liberty of relieving him of his service pistol. "****ing hell, I'm not gonna die like this! **** that! ****! THAT!" Hell hounds or not, they seemed just as susceptible to 9mm parabellum as their earthly cousins. Click click. His eyes went wide, and he settled for running once more, but he felt a great weight pounce upon him from behind, and warm pain tear itself into his neck from behind. Wolcot's eyes opened. He was looking up at the night sky, dotted so brilliantly with stars. It seemed either the city lights were out, or they were no longer in Seattle. The grunting reached his ears - he recognized the voices! Chester Bob and Smiling Jack! Just to move his head to look around took all the strength left in him, but the moment he moved he felt something stab and grind inside his body all over. It was when he finally noticed it - he was encased in some sort of..thing of metal and crude iron. The snake demon visage of the overseer greeted him once more "Ssssss.. do you like it Wolcot? After your little stunt, I found it necessaryyyyy to bind you in something more..appropriate. Even your cohorts are struggling to carry you on the stretcher, but your worries should not be placed on them." The overseer put his index and middle fingers straight outwards, "Because yooouuuu, will have your own troubles from now on," With a sudden motion the overseer jabbed his dagger fingers into the side of Wolcot's neck and the biker tried to scream, but he found himself too sapped of energy to even do that. "A method to remind you for the rest of your existence. You are branded now, and have no choice to fight for usssss.." The snakeman pulled his fingers back from inside his throat with a sickening fleshy sound and Wolcot managed to sneak only a glimpse at the helmet they were about to slap on him. Inside was littered with dull gears and little saws that spun from side to side silently. The inside of his head was swimming, he couldn't keep focused and his face and his whole body felt like it was on fire the entire time, but like it or not, listening in takes no effort on his part but every word, every sound was like an ocean, crashing hard inside his helmet from side to side. So painful..oh so painful.. For once since his childhood he wanted to cry. "I can definitely sense a presence inside it, sir. Should we take it with us? We've got nothing to show for if we don't, and you know how they ride our asses for that." "Alright alright, let's go. ****! It's damned heavy!" Wolcot's heart raced and his breathing was as rapid as it had been since he was sealed in. It was a natural method to try and take one's mind off pain, and for someone inside a torture device who felt like he was going to die at any second, the thought still occured to him that he might die here and now in god knows where on his back. God damn it! He kicked the hand away, and inside his suit he screamed and howled like a mad dog as he slowly but surely began to stand up right. Blood gushed out like a river out from the few slits in his suit and painted his device dark red. The two shinigamis stood back in awe, "Well holy ****. Can you walk? Can you even move in that thing?" It took Wolcot a moment to gather his strength for the pain that came next, but he eventually gave them two curt nods. "We'll take you to the medical squad, and I really hope they can remove you from that thing." It was then he saw a pair of eyes attached to a shadowy figure out in the distance. He wasn't able to discern much of it because it turned and retreated into the night, the two shinigamis ever oblivious to it ever being here. Wolcot has realized the whole reason for him being in this predicament is because of his past. The road to redemption for him will be difficult, but first step is first: Join the shinigami, try and set things right. Step Two Wolcot wants to find some sort of resolution with the suit, and hopefully sever his ties with his sins and hell. I'd like to see to it that Wolcot becomes more and more relatable to others both OOC and IC as the game passes. Step Four Mathew Carmody was a cop before he was reborn a shinigami. While his past memories are only vague recollections, his sense of duty and justice is still going strong. They both entered in as recruits, and while Wolcot has never explicitly told him about his past or connection to hell the pair formed a strong bond from the second they met. Doctor Walther Graves is the shinigami he sees for his troubles. His suit cannot be removed without killing him, but the good doctor provides him with a surge of kidou magic that helps ease his constant pain in exchange for being able to research and experiment with firsthand Wolcot's condition off the books. Flynn Overton was part of Wolcot and Mathew's class. While a bright individual he has a strong prejudice against Wolcot, always questioning him from never being seen outside his suit to his past. Flynn's intense curiosity may just one day give fruit to Wolcot's true nature. Step Five The biker finds solace in seeing old world technology restored and put to use, unable to yet adjust to the almost alien society and design of Soul Society. Contrary to his intimidating nature, Wolcot is still a man at heart, and loves to relax and as such devotes most of his time to doing exactly that. It helps provide some form of therapy for his pain, however temporary it is. As such, you might just find him sitting or lying down and enjoying the scenery and taking it easy in general. He scours the wastelands on the occasion, looking for remnants of his past and collecting anything that reminds him of such. Mechanics, dirty magazines, weapons, pool cues, you name it. He misses his old life. Inner Hollow: Anyone will tell you that it's never wise to turn down Hell when it makes you an offer you can't refuse. Wolcot's inner hollow is a perfect example of that. The man's inner 'self' would normally be more representative of him physically, but it seems even a man's mind and soul aren't complete sanctuaries from Hell's devices. To call the winged, nearly nude woman a succubus isn't entirely incorrect. She matches her host perfectly in height, with luscious and long purple hair, ivory smooth skin and well-developed breasts and body that would put any man firmly in her grasp. The only other thing that matches her sultry beauty is the seductive, lethal killing power she wields with her claws and MAC-10 and how she uses it in perfect harmony with the deadly speed she operates them with. A perfect antithesis of Wolcot's own gruesome brute force style of murder. She is perfectly aware of who she is: Hell's way of trying to influence and sway Wolcot to their side by appealing to the 21st century man's basest instincts and attractions. To that role she plays along with well, but she plays it for her own reasons: She wants to put a focused lens on Wolcot, guiding him to achievement and power rather than have him continue in his wanderlust ways.

[TristineEndelwood]

- Momo Chub Race:Shinigami Class: Warrior Shinigami/Monk/samurai/druid (something with Animals) Appearance: The first thing one notices about Chub is her stature, She is incredibly small for a 17 year old. Many people mistake her for a child with her long auburn hair complimented by large green eyes. What people do not often see is the small plump mouth, which is always hidden beneath a long red scarf. She has a soft, warm face which is almost always dirty but somehow it just makes her all the more endearing. Where the Nickname "Chub" came from is immediately obvious in the chubby, baby like cheeks that glow a light pink when she becomes embarrassed which is very often seeing as she is not the most socially adept. Though small her build is quite slim and nimble, not even hinting at the strength she possesses within. She is almost always seen in shortened robes, cut off by wrappings from her ankles to her knees. Her favourite piece of clothing are the rubber soled shoes with individual toes at the end, maximising her ability to climb the toughest of surfaces, the compromise for feet that long to be bare. Ten Minute Background Step one “Have you seen the Scarlet ghost?” 1. A wandering troop of gorillas roams the borders of a large shinigami encampment, said to be accompanied by a mournful scarlet ghost. The spirit is said to rarely manifest itself and is most often seen swinging from the trees in tandem with even the most agile of ape’s, trailing a scarlet wisp behind it. Rumour is it’s a ghastly protection spirit. In reality that spirit was a teenage girl, a feral human child by the name of Momo. Most people have a family, it might only have two members, it might have as many as 5, Momo’s Has 104 and counting. Momo has spent the majority of her childhood as a member of a troop of apes just between the land of fire and the land of earth. She herself has no idea where she came from and the only memento she has from a life that could have been, is the scarlet scarf that she still wears to this day. 2. Momo was found 17 years ago in a tree root, barely, audible over the monsoon like rain, wrapped in her scarf by her now mother, the gorilla Hancho. Normally the troop would have passed a whimpering bundle without a second glance but luck was in Momo's favour that day, it was mating season and she was mistaken for one of the brood. She grew up wild and free, carefree some might say but they were the ones who didn’t understand. Humans, shinigami and masked devils alike hunted for food in a world where nearly nothing grew so it became that they hungered for flesh and were not fussy as to what it was... Momo learned very quickly when to run and when to stand and fight. She was the slightest of the troop and often acted as scout. This more often than not lead to a close brush with death and she has had to learn to be tough in a world that has forgotten how to forgive. For 15 years she remained with the shrewdness, until she was discovered three years ago with a broken leg and arm yet still guarding the recently deceased corpses of at least a dozen Gorillas. Some of Momos first memories where of the rain....It rained that day too. 3. She was Found battered, broken and subsequently adopted by Miko Matsutaka, a shingami of relatively high standing. When asked about the day Miko has this to say. "When our squad found her, she was just standing there. Poor thing was half crumpled but she was still standing over those dead animals. I met her eyes for a split second and that was the wildest, most pained look I have ever seen. It was so creepy we were just gonna pass her by but of course Taiga here just had to try and poke one; that’s when she pounced. Like some sort of feral demon she almost strangled him to death with that damn scarf and only one good arm. We had to put her out to get her teeth outta him. She got some shock when she woke up in a real bed for what I think was the first time in her life." 4. Chub is a very childlike teenage girl. She seems to lack the social inhibitions many teenagers her age have had drilled into them since a very young age. She has a solid foundation of self belief, confident but not cocky, she can at times be innocently blunt. This can make her seem very forward as she almost always wants to see something someone else has. She doesn't seem to have a mean streak though, in fact she is often very kind hearted but woe betide the person that gets her angry. Not a big talker she often expresses her emotions in different ways, a dazzling smile or a punch in the face. In She doesn't often lose her temper, but when angered she is hard to calm down. 5. About two years after her adoption into the ways of the shinigami, Momo disappeared. There was a search that lasted almost 6 months but bore no clue as to where she might have gone. It was as if her 8 months after her initial disappearance she was found at the gates of an encampment. Her smile had gone, replaced by a melancholy countenance and to this day no one knows where she had gone or what had happened to her, neither does she. She has since recovered her smile and her bright nature... but she has not spoken a word. Step two 1. Despite her pleasant Demeanor, Momo has a more serious Goal. The one thing she does recall from her missing months is a pair of piercing blue eyes, staring, Always staring at her unceasing and unmerciful. Momo wants to find the owner of the eyes that seemed so cruel, yet so... sad. 2. Although Momo has no desire herself to discover her roots, I would love it if she had someone recognise a trait of hers as familiar to a shinigami they know. I want to find a replacement family to the one she has just lost. That or I would love a romantic interest. She’s going to be ever so slightly adorable and oblivious! I would also love for her to develop a sense of self worth as she journeys ie. Her feeling that she is not useless sompared to the stand up trained shinigami she is with. (well that is how she sees it). Step three 1. Momo has a secret that she hasn’t been able to tell anyone yet... which is unfortunate as its a rather big deal. In her time in the wilds she witnessed a male shinigami. This Shinigami would make the journey to the wilds once a week and have a charge with him. The human he had with him was promptly devoured by the same large hollow every time and then the Shinigami would leave...surprisingly with his life. She would know the man if she saw him but she has no idea what the sacrifice is regarding. 2. Step four TaigaxMomo Taiga is Momo's biological father, although neither Miko nor Momo have any clue. He is racked with guilt over her mothers death, he couldn't save her or Momo he thought. Because of this he has never revealed to anyone that they are related but subtle hints give him away. He always picks up her favourite snacks, stands up for her, cheers her up and teaches her life lessons. In the last year he has taken an interest in her learning, she has the same insane strength as her mother it seemed. Unwittingly he is becoming more and more attached to her and his secret might be closer to being revealed then he thinks... He is fearless though likes to appear brainless. Taiga has an unyielding, obsessive love for Miko and for several years they have been dating according to him. Though the tough skinned woman would never admit it and always sends him flying when he calls to her with flowers, she always jumps to his defense and never fails to set a place for him at her dinner table. As Momo's Mentor, The patient and optimistic shinigami has had a profound influence on her and coaxed her out of her shell. One significant ideal they share is their mutual dislike of the rain, and only Taiga knows why they hate it. That night weighs on both of their mind constantly. Though Momo knows it not....So when it rains, they both spend the day baking and reading and of course eating! Taiga's upbeat and enthusiastic attitude has often thrown Momo into the deep end of the pool(often times more literal than not), forcing her to think on her feet and interact with the environment around her. From him Momo has learned that giving up is never an option. Even in the face of the Godzilla that is Miko's Rage mode, they often unite and they never look more like father and daugther than when trying to simultaneously convince the woman to do something with their large watery puppy dog expression. Once in awhile Taiga will Find the young girl sitting on a roof staring into the sky. When he asks her what she is thinking she says nothing. Secretly she is growing ever more curious about the identity of her parents and where she should have come from... MikoxMomo   Momo and Miko have a very affectionate relationship. As the first human to make contact with Momo, she considers the bond is that of a mother and child. Although a boyish, rude and gruff woman, Miko treats Momo with great patience, she sees great potential in the girl and "She's just so damn cute". Miko has a long and cold past. She is a quick and efficient killer taking pride in her hollow casualty count. Until about two years before she met Momo she was called the black widow. That was before she accidentally caught a child in the line of fire...... perhaps looking after momo is her repentance? She was the one to name Momo which was the result of several failed attempts to say Miko's name. Miko feeds, clothes and trains Momo and Momo does her best to please the woman, which isn't hard seeing as they have a close womanly bond. Momo often surprises Miko with the pearls of wisdom she can come out with, sometimes appearing far wiser than her young countenance would suggest. Miko gets great amusement from her and does her best to treat her to get her to act her age. Miko loves to smoke, her one vice and whenever Momo is around the young girl will deftly whip the cigarette out of her mouth. Chizu-chan A spoiled brat of a shinigami, Chizu has little time for anyone outside of her own bloodline. Chizu has an air of pompous grandeur that comes hand in hand with being born into a family of a long lineage, and as such could never accept a little dirty scrapper like Momo into the ranks. Since Momo's acceptance into society, Chizu has made things increasingly difficult for her. Many times she has turned her peers against her and she seems to have a goal of driving her back home to the trees in which she was raised. Who knows why? Step Five 1. One thing very distinct about her personality is that Momo hates the rain, for some reason it gives her an intense feeling of sadness, which if not attended to with copious amounts of food, can lead her to become bedridden.* 2. Momo loves food, of any kind and preferably large amounts. Her nickname among the locals is "Sokonashi no ana" or the bottomless pit. Some call the tiny girl "insatiable beast" and once she managed to eat the camp out of udon 3. Momo has a fascination and almost obsessive love for shiny things. This often leads to her wandering off on a whim. 4. Her earliest memories are in the rain and of an intense sadness. Inner Hollow:. Momo doesn't know how, or when this presence began manifesting in her thoughts but at the corner of her mind Momo can always feel a heavy presence... Its like a beast that stalks in her subconcious and if she had to describe it... she would say it was a large massive hound stalking... waiting. Sometimes she feels like there are big golden eyes observing her in her dreams, an once she swore she heard the maniacal laughter of a man gone mad...