Hell On Earth(Recruiting:Supernatural, Extreme, Apocalyptic, Slavery, Sandbox)

[lore]

WIP

General Basics

Character Faceclaim: Caitriona Balfe

Name: Rowen

Aliases: Ro

Role: Architect, builder

Race: Human

Hierarchy: Slave, Former cattle

Age: 32

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Female

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Appearance: At 5’2, Rowen manages to project a more imposing presence than her petite stature would normally convey. There is a severeness and intelligence lurking behind gaze and a quiet confidence in her purposeful movements. Short cut nails, small callouses on the pads of her fingers, and bands of wiry muscle snaking around her limbs are testament to a life devoted to the rebuilding of a fallen world. Her lord demands level of modesty and cleanliness from his working slaves. She has learned to oblige, keeping the provided loose fitting earthen coloured wardrobe that swallows the curve of her modest chest pristine when not in the field. Distant blue eyes, creamy flesh, unruly raven hair - her natural palette is pleasant, but wasted on a sullen face that rarely smiles. 

Personality: Rowen is somewhat bereft of a personality, she acquiesced to a dull minded apathy years ago, and now trudges through life with little else occupying her thoughts other than the execution of her work. The only thing that manages to stir dome life into her eyes is the promise of a new project, but even that is fleeting.

Strengths: Precise, Educated, Strong willed

Weaknesses: Nihilistic, Depressed, Solitary

Powers: None. Her soul is her own and she intends for it to remain that way

History: She is old enough to remember the world as it was, before the war turned that life to cinders. Rowan was just one of countless war orphans, huddled together into camps and branded as cattle. For reasons far beyond their comprehension, they were sent back into ruined cities to comb and clear rubble. Her small hands were made bloody by stone and shrapnel, but they became hard - and so did she.

Her indoctrination into womanhood was marked by the impetus to bare children. Her lord, desperate to grow the small number of mortals under his control, mandated breeding among all slaves of age. Several fruitless attempts had her labled as barren. She was spared a return to grunt work by the lord's second hand. He'd worked her foreman and saw in her more than a means of moving earth and metal. She was to be educated, trained by one of the few living scholars harbouring knowledge on archetecture and design. He was technically competent, but no artist - unlike Rowen.

Over the past five years she has perhaps helped in shaping the skyline of Proserpina more than any other motal, errecting minimalistic monoliths in alabaster and onyx. She has become the mast valued comodity in her Lord's stable.

Other Information

Likes:
-Art: line, shape, form, texture. She revels in the smallest details
-Nature, almost all her projects have had some element of untamed nature designed into them: a courtyard filled with unruly forest, a pseudo beach complete with rolling waves and white sands, A room of snow and ice sustained by magic.
-The dark: for reasons she can’t explain, she’s always found comfort in blackness

Dislikes:
-Demons. She isn’t stupid enough to flaunt this.
-Willing/adoring/happy slaves. She hates these traitors even more than the demons themselves.
-Opulence: at least when expressed without taste.

Player Ons: See character Ons, non con - I enjoy writing this, but my characters will usually find some physical pleasure in it, even if that pleasure only adds to their mental torment

Player Offs: Death, watersports, scat, deflowerings, vore, PM me before blood,

Character Ons: Control, Forced eye contact, Forced orgasm, Being restrained by physical force, Being shared, Humiliation

Character Offs: Being mechanically restrained.

Relations: Her proprietor, a lesser demon has loaned her to the mayor to design him a private bedchamber

Additional:

Just posting this as I work on it in case it sparks any ideas for plot connections. Feel free to write me!

Also a couple questions: What is the current state of technology in Proserpina? Is there a functioning powergrid? Do demons prefer labour to be executed in the same way as the good ol' biblical days - with blood and sweat?

[TheHangedOne]

WIP sheet

General Basics

Character Faceclaim: Andrew Lee Potts

Name: Alphonse Baker

Aliases: Catan Ciaran (KAH-tan KEE-ur-an) (Gaelic, more or less means "Shadowy Cat")

Role: Potion Brewer, Scavenger, Healer

Race: Human

Hierarchy: Witch (Natural)

Age: 29

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Male

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Appearance: At 5'6 and 150 lbs or so, he is short and wiry. He has an athlete's body. Short brown hair, with an almost perpetual stubble. His eyes are constantly alight with the glow of mischief.

Personality: Often described as a "Fae child" by Pagans, Alphonse is a bit of a trouble maker at heart, as well as a hedonist. However, when he gives his word (key word: when), he can definitely be relied upon... just make sure you pay attention to what words he uses; the devil, as they say, are in the details.

Strengths: Magic, is quite naturally sneaky, resourceful, has a slippery mind and soul.

Weaknesses: A tendency towards base indulgence means he is easily distracted by food, as well as sex; and especially with the way the world has changed, music in his favored genres (electronica, typically), are all stimulatory sensations that can put him off his guard and into a more vulnerable state of body, mind, and spirit. Because he has no problems with fragrantly using his powers, this puts him at odds with most normal humans; but he definitely doesn't belong to the demons, resulting in a rather lonely and vulnerable existence.

Powers: Telekinesis, Teleportation, Healing

History: Alphonse was the sort of kid who got in trouble a lot; he always did what his parents told him, but never in the way they wanted to. He spoke back to them, which they didn't like, even though he was never quite wrong; still got punished. His teachers never quite liked him, because he wasn't just a 'smart aleck', but he was smart; and his so-called "peers" were not, in fact, his peers, because he was just so different from them.

And that difference meant he got the shit kicked out of him. Coincidentally, this led to his early development of his powers. Around 13, he began to learn how to use healing magic in an internalized fashion (it would be almost eight years later when he learned how to use it on others), as well as teleportation (to get out of all those lockers he got crammed into).

At 19, and leaving out into the broad world to study in college, which just so happened to place him in the city that would soon be his forever-home, he fell in with a crowd of like minded occultists, and they formed a coven. It was the first real taste of a beneficial social gathering he had in his life; people he could rely on, sympathize with, empathize with, deal with as equals. People that "got it".  The four of them each brought their own talents to the table, each representing one of the four classical elements (Alphonse took up the corner of 'Wind').

Through college and out into the world, they struggled to maintain their bond. Through the development of families, they kept in touch. But life has an annoying habit of pulling people in different directions. Fire had to relocate for work. Water didn't survive child birth (If only he'd been there; Alphonse still curses himself, curses modern medicine for its failings). Earth kind of faded into the background in the mess. And Wind was left to forlornly blow, alone again.

Just in time for the end of the world. Just in time for Angels above and Demons below to go rampaging and running amok. He hid himself away, and emerged to a world that would never be the same, that would never recover; a world that would be enslaved, one way or another.

And now, there are so many directions for the wind to blow. Which shall it be? We shall have to wait and see.

Other Information

Likes: Bondage (won't admit it publicly), milk chocolate, fruity-girly drinks (shhh), coffee (with plenty of milk and sugar), herbal teas, music.

Dislikes: People knowing him/getting close to him, becoming attached, drunkards, angels and demons (equally).

Player Ons: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=191021.msg9257412#msg9257412

Player Offs: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=191021.msg9257412#msg9257412

Character Ons: Same as player's

Character Offs: Same as player's

Relations: So far none; will probably be enslaved by Zabess, but it won't be easy (nothing's easy with this fella!).

Additional:

Here's my own WIP. I'll take a crack at it some more tonight (maybe), and probably finish it tomorrow (probably).

[lore]

WIP sheet

General Basics

Character Faceclaim: Andrew Lee Potts

Name: Alphonse Baker

Aliases: Catan Ciaran (KAH-tan KEE-ur-an) (Gaelic, more or less means "Shadowy Cat")

Role: Potion Brewer, Scavenger, Healer

Race: Human

Hierarchy: Witch (Natural)

Age: 29

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Male

More In-depth Knowledge

Appearance: At 5'6 and 150 lbs or so, he is short and wiry. He has an athlete's body. Short brown hair, with an almost perpetual stubble. His eyes are constantly alight with the glow of mischief.

Personality: Often described as a "Fae child" by Pagans, Alphonse is a bit of a trouble maker at heart, as well as a hedonist. However, when he gives his word (key word: when), he can definitely be relied upon... just make sure you pay attention to what words he uses; the devil, as they say, are in the details.

Strengths: Magic, is quite naturally sneaky, resourceful, has a slippery mind and soul.

Weaknesses: A tendency towards base indulgence means he is easily distracted by food, as well as sex; and especially with the way the world has changed, music in his favored genres (electronica, typically), are all stimulatory sensations that can put him off his guard and into a more vulnerable state of body, mind, and spirit. Because he has no problems with fragrantly using his powers, this puts him at odds with most normal humans; but he definitely doesn't belong to the demons, resulting in a rather lonely and vulnerable existence.

Powers: Telekinesis, Teleportation, Healing

History:

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Dislikes:

Player Ons:

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Relations:

Additional:

Here's my own WIP. I'll take a crack at it some more tonight (maybe), and probably finish it tomorrow (probably).

Oh man the differences between your character and mine are pretty hilarious. I can't see a prior connection between the two of them, as she doesn't even know freemen such as himself exist. If they ever did have a chance meeting, she would become wholly obsessed with learning about the details of his life - if for no other reason then severe covetousness. I can see her getting easily frustrated with him/his foibles - and being exasperatedly pushy and unpleasant as a result. 

[TheHangedOne]

Oh man the differences between your character and mine are pretty hilarious. I can't see a prior connection between the two of them, as she doesn't even know freemen such as himself exist. If they ever did have a chance meeting, she would become wholly obsessed with learning about the details of his life - if for no other reason then severe covetousness. I can see her getting easily frustrated with him/his foibles - and being exasperatedly pushy and unpleasant as a result. 

Aye, I can see there being room for some hilarity between the two; though perhaps some deathly seriousness as well. He'd probably tell her a lot, but not in an easily digestible manner. Faeries/Fair Folk may not exist in the strictest sense, but I do plan to play him with some inspirations drawn from Celtic Folklore, so his foibles, as you say, may be as attractive as they are vexing.

[lore]

Of course. Her life has been entirely engineered and sterile. Heck, she's been fed the same protein rich gruel over the past two decades. Give her so much as a wild strawberry and consider her enticed

If I get more idears, I'll hit you up with a PM. Don't want to devour the recruitment thread :)

[Drake Valentine]

WIP

General Basics

Character Faceclaim: Caitriona Balfe

Name: Rowen

Aliases: Ro

Role: Architect, builder

Race: Human

Hierarchy: Slave, Former cattle

Age: 32

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Female

More In-depth Knowledge

Appearance: At 5’2, Rowen manages to project a more imposing presence than her petite stature would normally convey. There is a severeness and intelligence lurking behind gaze and a quiet confidence in her purposeful movements. Short cut nails, small callouses on the pads of her fingers, and bands of wiry muscle snaking around her limbs are testament to a life devoted to the rebuilding of a fallen world. Her lord demands level of modesty and cleanliness from his working slaves. She has learned to oblige, keeping the provided loose fitting earthen coloured wardrobe that swallows the curve of her modest chest pristine when not in the field. Distant blue eyes, creamy flesh, unruly raven hair - her natural palette is pleasant, but wasted on a sullen face that rarely smiles. 

Personality: Rowen is somewhat bereft of a personality, she acquiesced to a dull minded apathy years ago, and now trudges through life with little else occupying her thoughts other than the execution of her work. The only thing that manages to stir dome life into her eyes is the promise of a new project, but even that is fleeting.

Strengths: Precise, Educated, Strong willed

Weaknesses: Nihilistic, Depressed, Solitary

Powers: None. Her soul is her own and she intends for it to remain that way

History: She is old enough to remember the world as it was, before the war turned that life to cinders. Rowan was just one of countless war orphans, huddled together into camps and branded as cattle. For reasons far beyond their comprehension,

Other Information

Likes:
-Art: line, shape, form, texture. She revels in the smallest details
-Nature, almost all her projects have had some element of untamed nature designed into them: a courtyard filled with unruly forest, a pseudo beach complete with rolling waves and white sands, A room of snow and ice sustained by magic.
-The dark: for reasons she can’t explain, she’s always found comfort in blackness

Dislikes:
-Demons. She isn’t stupid enough to flaunt this.
-Willing/adoring/happy slaves. She hates these traitors even more than the demons themselves.
-Opulence: at least when expressed without taste.

Player Ons: See character Ons.

Player Offs: Death, watersports, scat, deflowerings, vore, PM me before blood,

Character Ons: Control, Forced eye contact, Forced orgasm, Being restrained by physical force, Being shared, Humiliation

Character Offs: Being mechanically restrained.

Relations:

Additional:

Just posting this as I work on it in case it sparks any ideas for plot connections. Feel free to write me!

Also a couple questions: What is the current state of technology in Proserpina? Is there a functioning powergrid? Do demons prefer labour to be executed in the same way as the good ol' biblical days - with blood and sweat?

Looks good so far.

As for inquiries.

For simplicity, the small city may be a bit more advanced/well-established. Running water, functioning power/electricity. Vehicles, though mostly use conservatively such as outter exploration or for rebuilding purposes. Although communication to the outside world is rather limited/near non-existent. Not all outter places/regions are as maintained, some far less 'civilized.' Labor varies, usually depending on cattle attitude as some may be punished into such lengths. They are still a valuable commodity, so doubtful they may be worked to death, per-say, as their bodies can serve as vessels, trade purposes, or even bargaining chips if a demon can convince them into soul selling.

Right now I am still leaning to a sort of post-apoc theme, so probably internet is a thing of a past as are cells and phones. Demons don't need such to communicate as all of their kin can make a 'phone call,' with the use of a mortal's blood; if they are seeking to get a hold to another of their kin with such dark magic.

[Sephiriel]

WIP

General Basics

Character Faceclaim: la_esmeralda

Name: Zabess VanDeGeer

Aliases: N/A

Role: Town judge

Race: Demon

Hierarchy: Rakshasa

Age: 35

Sexuality: Hetero

Gender: Female

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Appearance:

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Curvaceous, tall, intimidating, long brown hair – naturally curled, green eyes, full lips, always wearing make-up.

Personality: Faux Affably Evil. Deceptive, warped, soft-spoken sadist, loves to torment psychologically, not just physically.

Strengths: Physical strength, Vast education, Silver-tongued

Weaknesses: Solitary, Greedy, Untrusting of others

Powers:
Telepathy: The ability to read minds.

Spell Casting: Some demons can practice witchcraft, much like witches, like altering the range/space they occupy. Other demons are adept in Enochian magic which they use to protect themselves from Angels.

Telekinesis: The ability to move or otherwise exert force on objects or people from a distance and without physical contact. The ability is often used with gestures, other forms of bodily motion. However, it is also used with some form of mental effort, as well as with strong emotion.

Regeneration: The ability to heal wounds and injuries beyond that of a normal person. This ability does not however make its holder immortal or invulnerable, just more difficult to kill than normal beings.


History:WIP

Other Information

Likes: Opulence, brat pets, having the last word

Dislikes: Others messing with her property

Player Ons: Taming brats, bondage, D/s play, coercion

Player Offs: Vore, gore, humiliation

Character Ons: Being worshiped, being possessive, being in control, dominance, primal

Character Offs: Blunt disobedience, anal, being restrained (magically or otherwise)

Relations: (Future) Owner of Alphonse

Additional:
Zabess theme song

[TheHangedOne]

sheet

General Basics

Character Faceclaim: Andrew Lee Potts

Name: Alphonse Baker

Aliases: Catan Ciaran (KAH-tan KEE-ur-an) (Gaelic, more or less means "Shadowy Cat")

Role: Potion Brewer, Scavenger, Healer

Race: Human

Hierarchy: Witch (Natural)

Age: 29

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Male

More In-depth Knowledge

Appearance: At 5'6 and 150 lbs or so, he is short and wiry. He has an athlete's body. Short brown hair, with an almost perpetual stubble. His eyes are constantly alight with the glow of mischief.

Personality: Often described as a "Fae child" by Pagans, Alphonse is a bit of a trouble maker at heart, as well as a hedonist. However, when he gives his word (key word: when), he can definitely be relied upon... just make sure you pay attention to what words he uses; the devil, as they say, are in the details.

Strengths: Magic, is quite naturally sneaky, resourceful, has a slippery mind and soul.

Weaknesses: A tendency towards base indulgence means he is easily distracted by food, as well as sex; and especially with the way the world has changed, music in his favored genres (electronica, typically), are all stimulatory sensations that can put him off his guard and into a more vulnerable state of body, mind, and spirit. Because he has no problems with fragrantly using his powers, this puts him at odds with most normal humans; but he definitely doesn't belong to the demons, resulting in a rather lonely and vulnerable existence.

Powers: Telekinesis, Teleportation, Healing

History: Alphonse was the sort of kid who got in trouble a lot; he always did what his parents told him, but never in the way they wanted to. He spoke back to them, which they didn't like, even though he was never quite wrong; still got punished. His teachers never quite liked him, because he wasn't just a 'smart aleck', but he was smart; and his so-called "peers" were not, in fact, his peers, because he was just so different from them.

And that difference meant he got the shit kicked out of him. Coincidentally, this led to his early development of his powers. Around 13, he began to learn how to use healing magic in an internalized fashion (it would be almost eight years later when he learned how to use it on others), as well as teleportation (to get out of all those lockers he got crammed into).

At 19, and leaving out into the broad world to study in college, which just so happened to place him in the city that would soon be his forever-home, he fell in with a crowd of like minded occultists, and they formed a coven. It was the first real taste of a beneficial social gathering he had in his life; people he could rely on, sympathize with, empathize with, deal with as equals. People that "got it".  The four of them each brought their own talents to the table, each representing one of the four classical elements (Alphonse took up the corner of 'Wind').

Through college and out into the world, they struggled to maintain their bond. Through the development of families, they kept in touch. But life has an annoying habit of pulling people in different directions. Fire had to relocate for work. Water didn't survive child birth (If only he'd been there; Alphonse still curses himself, curses modern medicine for its failings). Earth kind of faded into the background in the mess. And Wind was left to forlornly blow, alone again.

Just in time for the end of the world. Just in time for Angels above and Demons below to go rampaging and running amok. He hid himself away, and emerged to a world that would never be the same, that would never recover; a world that would be enslaved, one way or another.

And now, there are so many directions for the wind to blow. Which shall it be? We shall have to wait and see.

Other Information

Likes: Bondage (won't admit it publicly), milk chocolate, fruity-girly drinks (shhh), coffee (with plenty of milk and sugar), herbal teas, music.

Dislikes: People knowing him/getting close to him, becoming attached, drunkards, angels and demons (equally).

Player Ons: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=191021.msg9257412#msg9257412

Player Offs: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=191021.msg9257412#msg9257412

Character Ons: Same as player's

Character Offs: Same as player's

Relations: So far none; will probably be enslaved by Zabess, but it won't be easy (nothing's easy with this fella!).

Additional:

And this should be the complete sheet.

[Drake Valentine]

Zaesir - Demon Mayor

General Basics

Character Faceclaim: Mads Mikkelsen

Name: Francis Mormon (Human) | Zaesir (Demon)

Aliases: Mr. Mormon, King of Proserpina, Lord Zaesir

Role: Town Mayor

Race: Demon

Hierarchy: Rakshasa

Age: 50s(Meatsuit)

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Male

More In-depth Knowledge

Appearance: Tall, standing at a height of 6’0” even. Aged showing plenty of gray hairs mixed in his dark locks. Toned, possessing a hint of muscle to his average build.

Personality:
Mocking - He often taunts those he is in company with in more ways than one. This can also play into his voice mimicry power to add further insult to injury.
Mildly Psychotic - He is a demon, after all, though his business side often keeps this in check. Still, he is the last person you want to get on a bad end with as torture is just another tool of the trade.
Sarcastic - Sharp wit and tongue alike has left Mr. Mormon someone to not be trifled with in dull-ish matters.
Ambitious - Why, again, he is a demon after all. Being ‘adored,’ is part of his ambition. Petty, perhaps, but it is behavior that often wins favor. Keeping minions appeased is just another layer of the game.
Generous - Why no good deed goes unrewarded, but the reward itself may not be what some may want.

Strengths:
Negotiation - He is a businessman, having gain considerable power through his many dealings with mortals in the past.
Manipulation - He knows well how to control the masses, a notable reason why he has been and still is the present Mayor.
Clever - Should go without saying, but he is a crafty, gray-hair fox.

Weaknesses:
Non-Combatant - He has no skill in fighting and often prefers to not dirty his hands. When he does, his methods are cheap and underhanded.
Pride - Sometimes his pride can get in the way of logical reason. Especially if he feels that he has been wronged. Woe to those involved as he is vengeful. 
Arrogant - Why, of course there is no one more important than himself; that should be obvious.

Powers:
Teleportation: The ability to teleport to one place to another without occupying the space in-between.
Voice Mimicry: The ability to mimic another's voice.
Telekinesis: is the ability to move or otherwise exert force on objects or people from a distance and without physical contact. The ability is often used with gestures, other forms of bodily motion. However, it is also used with some form of mental effort, as well as with strong emotion.
Regeneration: The ability to heal wounds and injuries beyond that of a normal person. This ability does not however make its holder immortal or invulnerable, just more difficult to kill than normal beings.

History: Zaesir's tale is nothing more than that of a rags to riches adventure. Very few paupers ever become 'king,' and his cunning was more than enough to get him to the position he holds today. Of course, it was never always so, Zaesir had been beneath the ladder in power. It isn't simple for higher demons to cross over, or well, before the rift at least and even with the rift presently, it is still unheard of for many above his reigning station.

Before the Apocalypse, before the smaller spatial rift that allowed lesser demons to squeeze through(till the rift became what it is today,) long before modern civilization, there was Zaesir. It was simpler for weaker demons to cross over from time to time, humans had a habit of playing with things they shouldn't, and Zaesir had walked Earth before the crucifixion of Jesus. He didn't wear his trendy meatsuit as today, Zaesir harbor plenty different attires back then, jumping from victim to victim. His role nothing too sinister, just taking on that of a 'business' man in a more ancient timeline of humanity. Greed was a common occurrence of human desire, contracts and many souls he had been responsible in collecting as a crossroads demon; and souls themselves was just another source of power.

Zaesir's rise to power did have consequences, naturally before the rift, the stronger one was, the harder it was to maintain anchorage upon earth.  Vessels were a common travel method, but when a meatsuit can't properly support the abomination anymore, now that was a problem. It was inevitable that Zaesir ended back in hell,  but his legacy was far from over. He used his power to manipulate lesser demons, employ them and send them through rifts where they made deals and collected souls on his behalf. Of course, they were rewarded, but he didn't feed the middlemen that much power.  These events continued even when the rift came within the modern world. Naturally, he couldn't cross over then; but as time waned on and the rift grew stronger, his time upon Earth would come once again.

He seen his fair share of war between good and evil,  although his time upon Earth was spent more in educating himself with the change of everything.  His activity within the war was laidback, a thinker outside the box, though many demons may often see him as a 'coward,' as well. Zaesir saw no need to get his hands dirty when he can just outwit and crush any opposing force.  Strategy and cunning were more than enough to win a war,  no matter what battles may be lost prior to such to find the best results of an opposing force's weaknesses. It was that same cleverness that ensured his survival and continues to hold true today.

After the war, his attention turned to securing a proper place to reign. Civilization was still required, to an extent, and humans posed valuable in various ways. Thus was how he soon begin to become a self anointed king, by finding a desolated land rich with humans and bringing them under his rule with his henchmen. With the growth of the city, other demons and fallen would come to live as well, all generally expected to subjugate themselves under his rule. He couldn't have rebellion, couldn't have fiends doing as they pleased in his town; since lack of control led to chaos and chaos itself led to, well, how most of the world is today. His legacy has led to the creation of Proserpina and continued rule over it and he would be damned if any tried to muck it up.

Other Information

Likes:
Power - Evident from his reign, he enjoys to have control, to feel like a King; all the more to boost his ego.
Sex - Why, who doesn't?
Fine Wine - Of course, even if demons need not eat or sleep, doesn't say he can still enjoy a drink among other thing.

Dislikes:
Angels - Most of them are drones.
Wittiness - As much as he shows it, he dislikes other mocking him or trying to play coy or be 'funny,' in any way.
Idiots - He despises those that can't think for themselves. He loathes having to hand a playbook every time of his expectations.

Player Ons: Drake Valentine

Player Offs: Drake Valentine

Character Ons:

Character Offs: Scat, Male x Male, Receiving Anal

Relations:

Additional:
Zaesir’s Theme Song

WIP Fallen

General Basics

Character Faceclaim: Dawid Auguścik

Name: Zachriel (Fallen)

Aliases: Too many to keep track of, none so dandy.

Role: Time-Keeper (Ensures events stay the way the are from pesky do-over wannabe angels.)

Race: Fallen

Hierarchy: Infirmity

Age: 27(Meatsuit)

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Male

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Appearance:

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The meatsuit he claimed presently is of tall height, standing a good five feet and eleven inches. Dark brown eyes, equally hued hair often kept shortly cut or shaven. His build is of a scrawny one, though holding slight muscle to his rather limber form. His body is decorated with various inkings from his mortal, criminal, counterpart; almost a walking contraption of art. As for other visible traits, there are the piercings, his ears,  his tongue, and of course the many hidden studs down below the waist.

Personality:
Insane - Who isn't, well, probably most people aren't. Hell has taken more of a toil upon him and being 'free,' hasn't aided much either. In fact, being on Earth has worsen his state of mind, not to mention the unforeseen amount of times he may of time-traveled afterwards to stop pesky angels in their tracks of rewriting history.
Comical - Why, of course he takes everything as a joke. Why wouldn't he? A barrel of laughs is the life he lives, even if he is the only one laughing in someone's blood that is.
Chaotic - He does what he wants, when he wants, where he wants. With his master in Hell and likely not getting out anytime soon, Zachriel sees no merit in playing by others rules.
Sadistic - We are dealing with a being hailing from the Circle of Anger, after all. Inflicting pain, being inflicted upon, it is just a merry-go-round of torture to him all in the same. 
Psychopathic -And why wouldn't he be? Hell isn't all sunshine and kittens, he isn't going to play any sly roles to butter someone up. Well, maybe, depends on the day;  a bit of butter to go with the butchering materials can work wonders as well.

Strengths:
Unpredictable - Crazy in a hand-basket has left his actions hard to follow at times.
Combatant - He was a lesser member of Lucifer's merry band, trained and forged to be a warrior. He has training in various medieval weaponry; swords, daggers, lances, axes, spears. whips, flails, unarmed, etc, etc.
Allegiance - Many demons or angels are aligned to someone or something. Zachriel is no different; which makes him still a valuable asset to demon reign. He isn't the type to cross over to play on team  'good guys;' or rather, boring feathery justice scouts.

Weaknesses:
Insane - His lack of sanity has left him as a rather dangerous presence. It wouldn't be a suprise if everyone he encounters is an enemy, even if they don't want to admit it. Of course, he sees himself as good friends with them all. Even if they are bleeding out of the eyeballs, best friends forever.
Dampened Skill - Probably mainly from his craziness, his combative abilities have also dropped or perhaps, his actions when fighting has often left him quite open at times. Either taunting or toying with his opponents, but that guard will more than often be lowered by him. Not in a manner of arrogance, just more of him 'having fun.'
Allegiance - Woe and behold, Zachriel only follows one King and that is Lord Beelzebub. After all,  all the cool people are mad, some just madder than others.

Powers:
Second Sphere
Spell Casting:  Fallen are still adept in Enochian magic which they use to protect themselves from Angels and Demons alike. Some may dabble in Witchcraft, but are not as proficient in it.
Power Negation: The ability to inhibit a being from using their power. This does not work on higher rank demons/angels.
Smiting: Fallen can kill humans, celestial, or even demons with a touch. Naturally higher rank demons or angels cannot be smitten by lesser ones. Smiting is generally done when a fallen places their hand upon one's forehead, mouth, or face
Electrokinesis: Eelectronic manipulation is the ability to conjure or manipulate electricity.
Biokinesis:  An unique power to manipulate the life forces and energies; as well as chemical and cellular aspects of a physical body.
Telekinesis: is the ability to move or otherwise exert force on objects or people from a distance and without physical contact. The ability is often used with gestures, other forms of bodily motion. However, it is also used with some form of mental effort, as well as with strong emotion.
First Sphere
Time-Travel: The ability to travel through time. Naturally time-travel itself is usually a heavenly appointed gift, but those of higher power can still access it. Of course, when time-travel is used, there is a 'time-lag' that allows any other user to intervene or follow the one performing it into whatever designated period.  Time-travel is also very dangerous to the vessel, it takes a lot of healing to sustain a body during and after travel. Many angels are often 'wiped' for the day of performing the deed, depending the length of time of travel. Of course there are loop-holes for extended journies such as bare mininum healing and then discarding the occupied body for another, something Fallen are more than capable of but not all actual Angels.

History:

Other Information

Likes:

Dislikes:
Humans  -  They are nothing more than hairless monkeys in his eyes. He is a good ol' boy sharing the brainwashing Lucifer brought upon many Fallen during that age of rebellion.
Angels - So noble, so peaceful, so justified and utterly boring. He can't believe he was such a proper boy-scout for the cause. Still, they are humorous like a bunch of headless chickens now that Heaven is closed; their only saving grace.
Demons - Oh, he can go on with a list of why he loathes their kin. Thinking they are control, believing they are the real rulers of the world, so on and so forth and then killing one another in the process. He still has trouble weighing what is worse, demons or humans.
Lucifer - He isn't joining that fan club again. Lucifer promised to make Heaven great again, but Zachriel saw the end result of that attempt too well.
Satanists(AKA Lucifer Fanboys/girls)  - It is just a real bad running gag these days. Not that he condones other religion or religion at all.  Though humans really seem incapable of understanding the irony of it all that once made it humorous and now and days just a droll subject to bare.

Player Ons: Drake Valentine

Player Offs: Drake Valentine

Character Ons:

Character Offs: Scat, Male x Male, Receiving Anal

Relations:

Additional:

Theme Song

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QxJrjV4PNXA

Also will look over things tomorrow, bout to head to work.

[Sephiriel]

Mmm, Serenity. Such fitting lyrics too.

[Drake Valentine]

sheet

General Basics

Character Faceclaim: Andrew Lee Potts

Name: Alphonse Baker

Aliases: Catan Ciaran (KAH-tan KEE-ur-an) (Gaelic, more or less means "Shadowy Cat")

Role: Potion Brewer, Scavenger, Healer

Race: Human

Hierarchy: Witch (Natural)

Age: 29

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Male

More In-depth Knowledge

Appearance: At 5'6 and 150 lbs or so, he is short and wiry. He has an athlete's body. Short brown hair, with an almost perpetual stubble. His eyes are constantly alight with the glow of mischief.

Personality: Often described as a "Fae child" by Pagans, Alphonse is a bit of a trouble maker at heart, as well as a hedonist. However, when he gives his word (key word: when), he can definitely be relied upon... just make sure you pay attention to what words he uses; the devil, as they say, are in the details.

Strengths: Magic, is quite naturally sneaky, resourceful, has a slippery mind and soul.

Weaknesses: A tendency towards base indulgence means he is easily distracted by food, as well as sex; and especially with the way the world has changed, music in his favored genres (electronica, typically), are all stimulatory sensations that can put him off his guard and into a more vulnerable state of body, mind, and spirit. Because he has no problems with fragrantly using his powers, this puts him at odds with most normal humans; but he definitely doesn't belong to the demons, resulting in a rather lonely and vulnerable existence.

Powers: Telekinesis, Teleportation, Healing

History: Alphonse was the sort of kid who got in trouble a lot; he always did what his parents told him, but never in the way they wanted to. He spoke back to them, which they didn't like, even though he was never quite wrong; still got punished. His teachers never quite liked him, because he wasn't just a 'smart aleck', but he was smart; and his so-called "peers" were not, in fact, his peers, because he was just so different from them.

And that difference meant he got the shit kicked out of him. Coincidentally, this led to his early development of his powers. Around 13, he began to learn how to use healing magic in an internalized fashion (it would be almost eight years later when he learned how to use it on others), as well as teleportation (to get out of all those lockers he got crammed into).

At 19, and leaving out into the broad world to study in college, which just so happened to place him in the city that would soon be his forever-home, he fell in with a crowd of like minded occultists, and they formed a coven. It was the first real taste of a beneficial social gathering he had in his life; people he could rely on, sympathize with, empathize with, deal with as equals. People that "got it".  The four of them each brought their own talents to the table, each representing one of the four classical elements (Alphonse took up the corner of 'Wind').

Through college and out into the world, they struggled to maintain their bond. Through the development of families, they kept in touch. But life has an annoying habit of pulling people in different directions. Fire had to relocate for work. Water didn't survive child birth (If only he'd been there; Alphonse still curses himself, curses modern medicine for its failings). Earth kind of faded into the background in the mess. And Wind was left to forlornly blow, alone again.

Just in time for the end of the world. Just in time for Angels above and Demons below to go rampaging and running amok. He hid himself away, and emerged to a world that would never be the same, that would never recover; a world that would be enslaved, one way or another.

And now, there are so many directions for the wind to blow. Which shall it be? We shall have to wait and see.

Other Information

Likes: Bondage (won't admit it publicly), milk chocolate, fruity-girly drinks (shhh), coffee (with plenty of milk and sugar), herbal teas, music.

Dislikes: People knowing him/getting close to him, becoming attached, drunkards, angels and demons (equally).

Player Ons: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=191021.msg9257412#msg9257412

Player Offs: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=191021.msg9257412#msg9257412

Character Ons: Same as player's

Character Offs: Same as player's

Relations: So far none; will probably be enslaved by Zabess, but it won't be easy (nothing's easy with this fella!).

Additional:

And this should be the complete sheet.

Looks good to me. I'm gonna wait for few more sheets to circulate, before putting up character thread.

[Drake Valentine]

Monthly Bump: As thread was created April 26, 2017 and it is now June 06, 2017

Most info is already completed, only thing that is left is general touch-ups.

[Drake Valentine]

Well, I am going to do what I can with what I got. People join, they join,  if they don't, they don't. Not going to let this concept just go to waste.

Title has been changed from Hell Rising to Hell on Earth.

Both OOC and Character Thread are up. Post only accepted sheets in the latter.

Both threads are work in progress of being dandy up in coding.

IC threads pending once I see how many players I presently have and thread allowance I have to work with.

Edit: Edited in third post(believe) of what the game is about and what to expect. As that was lacking.

[Sephiriel]

Still in.
Finishing sheet asap.
Possible out-of-the-city events will be discussed in OOC? (Well aware they're up for much later, if ever.)

[Drake Valentine]

Still in.
Finishing sheet asap.
Possible out-of-the-city events will be discussed in OOC? (Well aware they're up for much later, if ever.)

No rush, on cell.

As for out of city events, hopefully in near future. Would also like History thread for other timeline events.

[Sephiriel]

Delivered as promised, Zabess is up in Character Thread.

Up for approval:

PANDORA SHEET

General Basics

Character Faceclaim:Jessica Truscott

Name: Pandora

Aliases: Red Widow

Role: Personal assistant

Race: Human

Hierarchy: Damned    

Age: 25

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Gender: Female

More In-depth Knowledge

Appearance: Natural red hair, blue eyes, athletic build, toned belly and shapely thighs. 

Personality: Ambitious to the turning point of murder. She will walk on bodies to get what she wants, but if giving her own body attains a similar goal then she has no hesitations. Gold-digger, con-artist, murderer. 

Strengths:

Good-looks. Usually got her everything she ever needed. Status, money, you name it. Now they're here to stay for all eternity...well, give or take a few decades actually.

Evasive. She plays the good girl part until her rotten personality is discovered. Then she doesn’t play nice at all. Or doesn't play period and just takes things very very serious, bloody serious. Axe serious. 

Weaknesses:

Overly ambitious. Did not work very well for her before the War, doesn’t work well for her now. There's gotta be a limit to how much further you can get, right? 

Fragile. Lack of physical strength. Perhaps she should've asked for some magical powers or shiz instead of that longevity deal, but oh well, no use dwelling on the past now.

Powers:

Longevity: The power to live hundreds (possibly thousands) of years while maintaining a beautiful and youthful appearance. She’s damned in exchange for it.

History: Damned for murdering a few men for inheritance and insurance money. Conning a dozen more others. Made a pact with Zabess for longevity and youth, which further damned her soul to be taken by the latter. She's been around for a few decades now and thankfully she made the pact long before the Apocalypse. Lost her freedom after the War and what's worse, slavery WASN'T the price Zabess demanded. This is just the interest. Pandora often wonders what the hell could be worse than this and what happens when her soul's going to be taken. Hell's already here.

Other Information

Likes: Money. Status. Youth. Poison. 

Dislikes: Smart people. Poverty. Being discovered.

Player Ons: NC, Dubious-Con, Bondage, Manhandling, Getting caught "red-handed", Punishment

Player Offs: Gore, Vore, Toilet stuff, ya know, the usual

Character Ons: Rich young men, rich and handsome older men, vanilla, cheating

Character Offs: Oral, being forced, being told what to do

Relations: Zabess – owner and boss. Often "on lend" or "gifted" to others for the Demoness's personal gain.

Additional:
Pandora theme song

[lore]

Is there room for NPC/adoptables?

I'd love to put up a little blurb for my girl's current proprietor

[Drake Valentine]

Is there room for NPC/adoptables?

I'd love to put up a little blurb for my girl's current proprietor

Probably somewhere in near future. I generally create a separate thread for NPCs as I don't like them taking up space in main character roster thread.

[Sephiriel]

Updated Zabess History in character thread
Finished Pandora Sheet - still waiting approval
Suggested Connections - OOC

Working on NPCs.

Current recruitment status: STILL LOOKING FOR PLAYERS.

[Drake Valentine]

Pandora looks fine to me, feel free to add her to character thread and I'll update her in later.
If we can get few more, I can do NPC thread as well.

[Revna]

Joining. Give me a second and I will have a sheet up probably today

[Drake Valentine]

Monthly Bump: As thread was created April 26, 2017 and it is now July 08, 2017