Maledixit Dynastia (Open for joining)

Name: Rin

Sex: Male

age: 24

6'1" tall, flowing white hair, spiral shaped curse mark under his eyes, Black eyes with a white cat eye pupil

Cursed

dealt with: Death

abilities: minipulation of calcium throughout his body. Ex: Able to grow razor sharp talons, that can cut through metal like butter, form a bone shield, sword etc

personality: left out, quiet

info: Has no recollection of his past except with Death, knows Ein a little

favorite skittle: Lemon and Cherry smashed together


Name: Shadow

gender

age: timeless

Council member

real body Resides in an alternate dimension, only seen as a dark cloud, voice is deep and low harmonized

personality: Deep, mysterious, not evil

favorite Skittle: tropical punch

Name: Seraph

Sex: Male

Age: 34

Apearance: Six foot one. has short cropped brown hair, generally spiky. Has a lean build, though not to muscular. Grey eyes with rigid red patterns on the cornea. The patterns tend to become more wide spread and start to glow when he activates his powers.

Cursed

Dealt with: Apocalypse

Abilities: Able to channel an aura of pure death into another being to kill them, must be in contact with them to do so and it takes time. Can turn his apocalyptic aura into a solid weapon, such as a sword, hammer, etc. Can move his aura from his body and onto others to kill them from a distance, but this takes longer to kill them than touching them. This can only work on everyone but him or Apocalypse. His aura acts as a shield when surrounding him, though it has limited power and can only withstand a couple powerful hits, also needs time to regenerate.

Personality:
"Man of few words". Even though he may be silent, he is a caring person. Though he may be caring, he doesn't seem at all like it, usually seeming dark and distant.

Info: He became a cursed in order to protect the girl he loved, but failed to do so. He now instead protects his former loved ones little sister. The reason he does not talk much is because he still hasn't let go of his dead lover. The reason he couldn't wish her back or wish for her to live was because she made him wish for something else. (Possibly discover this during the RP) Tends to wear a big black cloak, often getting looks for seeming like one of the council members, Grim.

Favorite skittle: All he did was grunt, so we'll presume he likes them all.


Name: Amy

Sex: Female

Age: 16

Appearance: Five foot four. Has long, straight black hair that goes down to her lower back. Has a innocent look to her face. Has big, pretty blue eyes.

Bystander

Personality: Has a generally friendly nature, even if her parents and sister have all been killed. Has a strong emotional attachment to Seraph, wants to be strong like him and doesn't like to be seperated from him for long. Tries to act tough but if things get out of hand she reverts to a shy state and lets Seraph handle things.

Info: Likes to be like Serpah, so she wears a black cloak, and instead of it having a hood, it has a big baggy neck to pull up over your mouth. Her own personal touch to her outfit is a big black witch hat. Stays with Serpah at all times, and gets nervous if seperated. Is more nervous around men other than Seraph now that her "female features" are more pronounced with her age.

Favorite skittle: Apple flavor

Name: Zara

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Appearance: 5'8". She has shoulder length black hair with dark purple tips. She has deep, pretty green eyes. She has a somewhat muscular build. Generally attractive, save for a few scars on her face (One across her left eye and one along her right cheek), across her lower abdomen, a few along her arms and a few on her legs. (But hey, some people find scars attractive! XD)

What are you: Cursed

Dealt with: Grim Reaper

Abilities: Able to wield her large Scythe with ease when it would be heavier for normal people, enabling her to make powerful swings quickly and without effort. She has the ability to transfer the life force of a another person into her, healing any wounds he may have but killing the victim. Can only be done if the victim is beaten into submission, either knocked out or to injured to move.

Personality: Brave, and kind to most she meets. If she makes a friend, she'll be loyal to them and gets quite defensive of her friends. For the most part mature, though she likes to goof around with her friends.

Important information about character: Wears a cloak that goes down to around her shins and has a slightly large collar. Wears a plain black tee shirt and jeans under her cloak, along with combat boots. The reason she became a Cursed was to both help everyone by killing accursed and have thrills along the way. She realized later that it was not as fun as she thought and managed to become much more skilled and serious over time. Still, she doesn't mind a few good fights here and there!

Favorite skittle flavor: Lime

Zara:
With no shortage of Accursed this week had been full of action. Though Zara had found no Accursed at a more dangerous stage yet, the smaller and less dangerous ones were fine in her mind. Sadly enough she had patrolled the dark subterranean pathways alone for a long time now, seeing as how this was one of the more forgotten areas to the council, and most other people. Zara took it upon herself to kill the developing Accursed down here before they became a problem. The one thing that worried her is that she had no idea how long they had been here, so there had to be a few big ones in the lower levels. Her eyes narrowed as she heard a scuffling sound around the next corner. She removed the large Scythe from her shoulder and grasped it with both hands, ready to strike at a moments notice. Luckily the tunnels of the subway system were large enough that she could use her Scythe without worrying about extra space to swing it. As she neared the corner, she swiftly jumped out to look down the tunnel that the noise had come from. A smile formed across her lips as she looked down at a rat scampering away. She shook her head slowly as she chuckled and set the Scythe back on her shoulder.

Ein & Liam:
Ein exited his room and entered the walked over the room next to his. He opened the door to it and stuck his head in. "Time to get up. We need to get going so you're not late for school." He said. Liam twisted around in his bed, still half asleep. Yawning he sat up and began moving around the apartment at a slightly sluggish pace. The apartment was small, only two room, a full bathroom, a den and a kitchen that doubled as a dinning room. Ein stood in the kitchen getting a quick breakfast ready. With Liam ready and now in the kitchen, Ein placed down two bowls of oatmeal at the small table in the room. Liam sat down and looked at it, glowering. "Is this what we're having for breakfast?" He asked stifling a yawn. "Yes it is. That's all I was able to make in the amount of time given to me." Ein replied. Liam looked at his brother. "If you had woken me up sooner I could have made a two course breakfast in the same amount of time it took you to make this." "Fine, if you're going to complain about my cooking than I'll just eat yours as well." Answered Ein reaching over to grab the bowl in front of Liam. Liam quickly grabbed his food and began eating. "There you go." Ein said turning back to his bowl.

Seraph & Amy:
Amy watched the kids walk to school on their way. She dropped out in grade ten. Seraph taught her everything she needed to know now from that time on, mostly simple things. But recently he's taught her how to fight, use her knife, and now he'd teach her how to use a gun. In another few minutes they had made it to Seraph's friends house. He sold guns, and made them too. And today, he had finished a gun just for Amy. Seraph walked up the steps and knocked on the door, with Amy waiting at the bottom. The door was opened from the inside, revealing a tall, skinny dark skinned man with no hair. "Ah, hello Seraph! And you too Amy, welcome." He stepped to the side and let both Seraph and Amy enter. "So, I bet your here for your custom Revolver, hmm?" The man asked, clasping his hands together and wore a bright big smile. "Of course we did, Jeremy!" Amy piped, just as Seraph nodded. "Well, right this way." Jeremy replied. "I believe you'll find this satisfactory, I put many a nights work into it!" He hummed, in a delighted tone. They followed Jeremy downstairs and waited as he pulled a metal case out from a bigger wooden chest. He then faced them and opened the box so they could see the gun. His smile widened as he saw Amy's reaction. "Wow! Its so... COOL!" Chirped Amy. The gun was a shiny silver revolver with a long barrel. It had a swirly vine-like pattern engraved into the metal. "It has an eight bullet magazine, rather than most of them that have a six. Very strong stopping power, so it'd be garunteed to stop an Accursed in its tracks... Well, the smaller ones I mean." Said Jeremy. Amy glanced back at Seraph, as if to ask permission to hold it. He nodded, though his gaze made it clear for her to be careful, even if it wasn't loaded. She made a giddy little squeak and looked back at the gun. She slid her fingers around the grip and slowly hefted it out of the box. "Wow, it's heavy..." She noted, raising it closer to her face so she could get a better look at it. She turned around and smiled up at Seraph. "Thanks Seraph!". Seraph nodded over at Jeremy, indicating that she should thank him instead. "Oh," She turned. "Thank you Jeremy, its AWESOME!"

Zara:
On her way back to her apartment, Zara walked past an alley. She glanced down the alley instinctively and spotted an Accursed. "Might as well go for another." She muttered to herself, walking towards the Accursed. He looked pretty tall, and strong looking. As soon her footsteps were heard, he quickly looked in her direction. "Cursed?! YOU'VE MADE A MISTAKE, WHELP!" He roared, charging at her. "Come and play, big boy." She replied calmly, standing still as he charged at her. She flipped her Scythe upside down and smashed its head into the ground, propelling her over the accursed head as he neared. The accursed reacted quickly though his weight prevented him from attacking quick enough. As he skidded to a halt, she used the narrow alley to her advantage and held herself in place by thrusting her legs out to either side and planting her feet on the two opposite buildings. She pulled her Scythe upwards, raking it up the accursed's stomach and quickly making its way to his head. When it reached his head, it caught under his chin and tore his head off. "You appear to have made the mistake of coming into my town, sir." She giggled, holding the Scythe impaled accursed head up to her face. She let go of the buildings and dropped to the ground, behind the corpse. Zara shook the head off her Scythe and wiped most of the blood off on his body.

Seraph & Amy:
The next hour was spent by Seraph teaching Amy how to use her new gun. She was competent enough to learn a fair bit of good techniques and useful knowledge that had to do with the gun. When they left, Amy at least knew how to shoot with average accuracy. "So, where to next?" Asked Amy, looking at the people walking around on the opposite side of the street. So many people, all with probably different purposes. She didn't care much for thinking to deeply on that and turned back to Seraph as they turned right at the next street. He was about to answer when something caught his eye. A woman in a black cloak wiping a large Scythe on an Accursed's corpse down the alley he and Amy were passing. Amy peered down the alley and raised an eyebrow. She grinned in a friendly manner and waved at the stranger. "Nice kill, lady." She called. Seraph simply let Amy's greeting be his, and stood silently. He looked rather menacing really, only his glowing red patterns in his eyes showing, his face was but a shadow with his hood pulled over his head. But he never meant to look like that, he just did.

Grim:
The prospect on the meeting being over was enthralling. Every meeting seemed to be about the same thing, completely devoid of any deviance to a set schedule. Grim yawned silently and said no loudly. Others seemed to agree with this sentiment and excitedly Grim began grabbing everything he had. The papers that had been drawn on during the explanations of details that always amounted to a simple answers or statements, that if said would cut down on the meeting time by hours. The last thing to be grabbed was a pillow Grim often brought to the meetings. With everything packed, Grim got up and started to leave the meeting room.

Ein:
A quick check revealed one of the nearby Accursed to be dead, while the other tow were moving together. 'Another Cursed in the area. Better get those two before someone else does.' Ein thought as he changed direction and headed toward the other two accursed. He had no intention of meeting up with any other Cursed right now. It wasn't that he wouldn't work with others, just that he didn't like too. Simply taking one kill more had led to fights with whomever Ein was working with. Especially so when it came to Grim handing out assignments. Too many had been with other Cursed. As these thoughts drifted through Ein's head the surrounding worked became distant. So much so that Ein nearly passed the Accursed. Pulling himself to reality. Ein stopped. He was above the Accursed, both being only a few weeks into the change. Ein jumped down and landed in between the two. The one in front of Ein jumped back and stumbled slightly, while the other recovered quickly and swung at Ein. Turning Ein swung with his right arm, a nearly transparent scythe forming in his hand. The blade was long and thin, while the staff had a sort of sweeping pattern, with no true edges on it. The blade sunk into the sternum of the attacking Accursed, while the other recovered from Ein jumping down. Ein continued with the swing. The Blade cut through the bone, muscle and skin in it's way, only the find it's way downward where it met and cut through the legs of the other Accursed. Still the scythe's path didn't stop as it swung back up slicing through the first Accursed's head, just under the nose. With the first Accursed done, Ein raised the Scythe and brought it down in between the others shoulder blade and clavicle, or whatever had taken their place. The blade stuck out in between what should be the last two ribs. A slight gust of wind picked up, the scythe vanishing in it. There would be no point in checking his counter. It would be no where near close to the zero mark.

Seraph & Amy:
"Well, looks like you did a pretty good job doing that..." Replied Amy. Seraph placed a hand on Amy's shoulder and nodded his head to the left, as if to say they should continue. "Aw, but Seraph! She's so COOL! I just wanna talk to her." Amy smiled. Seraph sighed, and leaned against the wall. Amy giggled and walked over to the other girl. "Hi, my names Amy. Yours?"

Ein:
He looked behind him to see a man walking toward him. The man seemed to be slouching slightly. Something about him seemed a bit familiar, though Ein couldn't place a finger on it. "Do I happen ot know you by chance?" Ein asked the man. It seemed a bit odd that the man didn't freak out at the sign of dead bodies. Though that just narrowed down the option to either an Accursed, Cursed or deranged psychopath. Accursed was pretty easy to rule out since they would normally attack instead of act friendly. 'I really hope this man isn't a psychopath.' Ein thought as he approached.

Grim:
"So you were falling asleep too?" Grim asked, reaching out to poke at Shadow. "It's expected of me to do so at this point. You on the other hand always seem to be on the ball with listening."