How to Make An Assassin.
Hand-Me Downs.
(The Four assassins are all reserved. So please make a human and we will love you forever.) :]
And, because I'm a jerk, here are some restrictions:
No stupid vampires. They're cool in other Rps or whatever, but I am so tired of vampires. So extremely exhausted of the idea of them. So, if you do make a vampire, I will take your character down, and you will have to rewrite them.
The rule with vampires also goes for Werewolves, Anthro's and other races. What I'm going to do is say that you ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO BE HUMAN. There are hundreds of other Rp's about vampires, so if you're that obsessed, go find one of those (but still join this one, because we love you!)
Give yourself a random and crazy occupation. The more random and exciting this is, the better. Gas station attendant, aspiring movie star, paparazzi, hooker. Whatever. This is Hollywood, baby! Let's get into it. Make your character have some habit that makes you really get into who they are. Make them unlike a character you would usually make. Make it a challenge. It will be fun!
Like it's said on the rule page, please fall in love. It will create some stupid crazy twists in the story that would actually happen in real life! Just I swear, if love becomes all this is about, I will assassinate your character!
And, let's say.. there are a couple of humans in the roleplay. And the two of them are both Gothic. could you please go out of your way to NOT MAKE YOURS THE SAME AS THE OTHER CHARACTERS. Diversity is amazing. Use it. :]
Assassin Format
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Human Format:
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Post Characters Here:
Username: [
Thrice]
Character Name: Dakri
Power: Biological Manipulation.
Appearance:Dakri stands at a whooping 5'5, with, of course, a nice, lean, worked body. Her eyes are almond shaped, and of the colour. Her face is nicely put together, with a slender nose, well-shaped eyebrows, her pretty eyes, high cheekbones and rosebud lips. Her hair is a cherry-red and razor blade cut, about an inch and a half long, and spiked randomly with her hands, and no gels, etc. When doing her hair, she backbrushes all of her hair to make it stand up randomly, and then she wraps a white bandanna around her forehead, holding down her bangs and the other hair around the base of her neck and ears. For clothing, she wears a pair of skinny-blue jeans and a black halter-top made of pure cotton, so it's easy to move in. Over her skinny jeans, she wears a pair of dark green knee-high converse. Around her wrists, she wears several (and by several I mean hundreds) of strips of thin cloth around both of her arms, which are all ripped off of the clothing of the people she has killed.
Personality: Dakrie has little girl syndrome. Her attitude is in the mode of "bigger than life". She's a joker, parades around the mansion singing, and often can't keep a straight face. She's rarely serious, unless the mood really sets into her. She's a free-spirit, even though she's very tied down to her Demon, Kelgrie, via pact. She's a horder of their victoms jewelry. Every morning she picks from several large boxes of dead-people's jewelry to wear for the day.
Weapon: Nunchucks, they're just like her personality. A random yet thought out beating.
A conversation between Dakri and Kelgrie:
"You know, Dakri. It's really okay if you would ever want to visit my bed chambers while I slumber during the day." Kelgrie said to her, his fingertips finding a spike of her hair and twisting the cherry coloured strands.
"Ewh, dude." She said, dancing away from his grip and putting out her hands. "One, you're pretty much my daddi-o. Two, you were with my mother, and my grandmother, and my great-grandmother, and my great-great-grandmother, and my great-great-gggggreaat grandmother and my grea-"
"Shut up, Girl." He said, glowering in her direction. "It's not like I'm not insanely gorgeous!" He looked offended, and she chuckled.
"Ewh. I know I'm a bit off-base, seeing as I take dead people's jewelry, but even incest freaks me out."
Username:[
Marche Runner]
Character Name:Rouge
Power:Pheromon
e manipulation
Appearance: Rouge stands at a good six foot, with a nice lean, toned body. He has a sharp jawline and a dipped nose, which is thin and ends in an impressive curve. His eyes are rather seductive, and gray in color, except for around his pupil where they are a honey brown. He has high cheek bones and an appealing smile. His hair is so blond that it is almost white, and cropped close to his face for a beautiful fit to his gorgeous features. For clothing, he wears a pair of black straight leg jeans, which lead down to a pair of black and white converse, and a white wife beater. Over that he wears a fitted black pin-stripped jacket. Around his neck he wears a white cheese cloth scarf. Around his left wrist he wears a pair of silver bangles.
Personality: He has pheromone power, enough said. He's rather flamboyant and "cool-cat".
Weapon: Two hook swords.
A Conversation between Rouge and Baalthafaust.
Rouge walks out of the shower with only a towel on, which he is holding around his body barely.
"You know. You're the only male assassin in this house. It would be nice if you gave the girls a bit of a mystery when you.. er.." Baalthafaust started, ending his sentence before he said too much.
"Before I what?" Rouge asks, a blank look on his face.
"Nothing. Just cover yourself. I don't want to see your man-parts."
Still with his blank look on his face, Rouge dropped his towel and turned and walked away slowly, glancing back over his shoulder. "Oops." He kept walking and then turned to face his demon at the doorway. "Hey, what are we having for dinner? I'm hungry."
Baalthafaust just shook his head.
Username: [Whimsical Me.]
Character Name: Lissen (lee-sehn) only answers to Sen-Sen from her demon, Wecha, or occasionally one of her fellow assassins.
Power: Acid and Poison Generation.
Appearance: Very large mismatched eyes, her left pale green, the right a deep blue - almost purple. She’s quite pale, nearly albinistic and of a lean, lithe build; Lissen is 5’ 8”, quite tall, with a slightly long torso, and extremely leggy. Her muscles are not bulky or obvious, but rather disguised beneath a slight layer of smoothness and curves. Her hair is platinum with black streaks of varying thickness throughout; she styles her short locks in finger waves, keeping it close to her head and out of her way. She can usually be seen in overly fancy outfits, that are surprisingly functional: patterned black knee- or thigh-high stockings, short-shorts and suspenders or a ridiculous skirt, and a bare midriff black tube top. Her shoes are strappy wedge-heeled mary janes and she wears various black gloves on both hands (ex. Opera-length, elbow-length, fingerless, ones that only cover the thumb, middle and forefinger, gloves that end above the wrist, those that only cover the fingers and palm, strapping around the wrist, ignoring the top of the hand completely, and others).
Personality: Overly dramatic. She’s often seen to strike ninja/yoga/model-esque poses randomly, or as an exaggeration of regular movement: like blowing kisses after she’s finished off the enemy, ballerina leaps and twirls - pirouettes - while she lays her whip about, while sitting, she adopts the “ohm” meditative pose. When happy - she skips all over the place, tired - falls to the floor in prone position, angry - screams obscenities and throws random objects, sad - runs away to hide and cry, etc.
Weapon: Lissen wields a long whip with a sharp hooked end, which she keeps draped across her hips like a deadly belt. The tip is grooved along the inside curve and both sides, for Lissen to bond her poison to, to further damage a target. The outside curve is spiked, to keep any from trying to disengage her weapon. She has been heard to fondly refer to this as her “Baby Scorpio”.
A conversation between Lissen and Wecha -
Wecha sighed, “Sen-Sen, why must you be like this?”
In lotus-position, Lissen ignored her demon, only pouting her cherry lips in response.
Her demon condescended to a wheedling tone, hoping to bring about one of her mood swings. Anything was better than her silent meditations, she was so boooring this way. “Sweet Sen-Sen, wouldn’t you like to dance for your dear Wecha?” He blew gently along her neck, one of her most ticklish spots.
Trying to reach inner-peace was harder than one would imagine when being tickled. First, one of her slender black brows quirked upwards, in a sort of humorous warning. When he did it again, she began, slowly tilting her neck to avoid the gentle attack, before cracking up after he besieged the other side.
“Fine!” she squealed, rolling away quickly, and bringing her flexible body into a flip before ending in the tree-pose, though her face now lit up with laughter. “What game to play…” she mused. “Chase the demon?”
Wecha scowled.
Username: [Rainbow Dragonflies]
Character Name: Olivia
Power: Intangebility
Appearance: Olivia is actually quite short, standing at a measly 5'2. She's often seen barefoot, or wearing shoes that don't really require too much to take off (loose shoes, flip-flops, flats), and usually while in her room she walks around naked. Her eyes are naturally bright yellow, but it's very rare to actually see them - as her hair covers the entire top portion of her face. Olivia's hair is bright green, and folds in thick bangs in front of her eyes, curls on the top and to the sides, and spikes in the back with thin, braided strands sticking out and falling around her breasts/elbow/mid-back. Her face is well-defined, with a triangular chin and thin jawline, though she doesn't look breakable. She has high cheekbones and a somewhat broad nose. She has a flat, muscular stomach and well-defined legs from so much jumping. Her skin is fairly tanned, though it just seems more like the natural pigment of her skin, since - for the most part - the tan is all over, not just in specified places. Her clothes are normally pretty bright - such as oranges, blues, she loves to contrast colors but also make sure they don't funk up the look of her hair. She wears leather arm braces (she has several different sets for color-coordination) for the convenience of hiding her retractable swords.
Personality: Olivia is passionate, has a mind that's usually glued to the bottom of a gutter in LA, and a vibe that instantly tells people to go away, but also draws them in. She's quite good at getting what she wants, and doesn't exactly mind taking it by force. She's very sarcastic, and has a habit to speak in a low, monotone voice when she's mocking someone. She enjoys pushing people's buttons, and usually ends up just grinning, walking away, and swinging her ass when people get snappy with her. She loves techno music, and has her iPod filled with thousands of House records. Olivia absolutely loves playing with people's emotions, but on another note she loves to make people laugh. She kids around a lot, and likes to make strange faces at small children to see how they react. She's somewhat antisocial, however, and more often can be found wandering around alone rather than surrounded by people. She doesn't get mad easily, having learned that doing so just fogs up your mind so when you throw a punch you usually miss, and therefore keeps a sort of cool, meditating look on her face while people are screaming at her - which tends to piss them off more. She loves water, is quite fond of throwing food, and can be seen walking around, climbing random objects, or giving a monologue to strangers (on subjects like "The Pros of Birth Control!" and "If we all listened to our parents we'd all be slave-driving Nazis!"). She loves fast cars, big animals, and anything that gets her adrenaline going.
Weapon: Two swords that extract just at the edge of her wrist from the leather arm bands she wears. The braces are different colors, but the swords themselves are always the same crimson-colored metal.
Conversation between Olivia and Cego
Olivia is in her room, wandering around naked as she often does, when Cego walks in wielding two towering bowls of ice cream.
"I figured you'd want something to - uh, er..." He pauses, and lets out a long, irritated sigh. "Y'know, you can always lock the door when you're walking around all stark." he grumbles, sets the two bowls down and turns around, "Get dressed."
"Oh, come on, if I locked a door that would mean I wouldn't get to see your pretty little face blush every time you walked in - grow some balls and hand me that ice cream."
Username:[Piplup]
Character name:Amber
Age:21
Occupation:Amber is a young talented singer who can read your fortune. Amber hopes to sing, but until that happens she works in an old diogo in china town. Teaching famous move stars sword play and martial arts.
Appearance:Amber has dark red hair that almost looks black, it's full wave that comes half way to her lower back,her side bangs highlight her lovely green eyes which stand out. Her fair white skin that looks like white porcelain glass adds a sense of mystery to her over all look. Her hour glass figure shows off her hard work as martial arts trainer. Amber is about 5'8 and slender. She'll wear jeans and any kind of top, she loves her sandals, she would die if she could not wear them.
Personality:Amber is layed back and clam. She sends off a kind of zen feeling, at peace. But don't let that fool you she has a temper that scares most people, but trys to keep her cool. She can be high energy then just weird.
History:Amber's family is from a long line of Wiccans. Hence her fortune telling side. !when she was growing up she would be able to have visions of things to come or things that have passed. Those days however have stopped for the most part. But she can read and understand tarot cards better then most,she also can pick up warning signs as well.
Connection to assassin: dakri was an old time friend who she is willing to help, but often wonders what might happen to her friend one day if things turned for the wrose...
Username: [NIAC-Now In Amazing Colors]
Character Name: Damon Harthorn
Age:22
Occupation:Ex-millionaire, now is a bum.
Appearance: An even 6 feet tall and weighing in at 150 lbs. He has a small almost average build. Due to lack of a decent place to live, he has ragged shoulder length natural dirty blond hair and a small goatee.His clothes(just plain casual clothes) look as if they haven't been washed for at least two weeks. He has bright blue eyes that look like they were made for a sophisticated man.
Personality: Pretty easy going and laid back. Loves the irony in all situations.
History: He was raised in a wealthy family that was sustained by his distant father. After his father died in a suicide bombing in Iraq after a business meeting, his fortune soon ran out. It seemed that his father owed more money than he had. Not wanted to deal with it all, Damon ran away with his newly purchased Saleen S7 Twin Turbo(
). Damon soon found out how tough it was living without money. He sold every thing except the car he loved.
Connection to Assassin: One day, while Damon was bummin it up, Dakri saw him. She was immediately obsessed, like she is with... other strange things. She literally said "OMFG BUM <3 -sploops hearts-" and took him home to let him use their shower. Kelgri wasn't very happy, but he let it happen anyway. Since then, they have been friends. He bums in their shower now.
Username: [Black Adder]
Character Name: Lance
Age: 28
Occupation: Debt collector. Ex Soldier
Appearance: Lance is 6'2" with short black spikey hair and slate grey eyes. His body is slim and roundly muscular, with a large and varied collection of scars. The most prodominant being the one that runs from his hair line, vertically down through his right eyebrow, missing his eye and carrying on down his cheek till it is level with the bottom of his nose. Generally seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up to just above the elbow and the first two buttons undone. As well as a pair of baggy blue jeans and hard wearing hiking boots. (Think a slimmer, taller Jason Stathom body)
Personality: Being a real English man, and a Northener to boot, Lance is a real "manly man", drinking proper beer and having a good scrap. But he's also a nice bloke, with an eye for the ladies. He's easy going, if a bit short tempered at times. (Think Vini Jones in Snatch, but friendlier)
History: Ex british army, served in the peace keepers. After his honourable discharge from the army he moved to america where to keep himself fed he turned his particular skills to debt collecting, of the private and not particularly legal kind.
Connection to Assassin: None as yet
Stumble!