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A few gifs may be inappropriate to some viewers. You've been warned.

Name: Ian Hecox

Age/Birthday: 19, August 1

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Powers:
*He doesn't know what this is called:
*Fighting:
*Catching things on fire
*Poisoning of the veins

Personality: Ian is goofy but can get angry.




History: Ian grew up in The Underworld with his possible father Satan and his mother Lucy. We aren't sure whether or not Satan is his father because we have suspicions that Darth Vader is his father also. (Lucy is also a demon ;P) At the fair age of seventeen, Ian was allowed to go out into the world to cause destruction or even meet his future bride. He stumbled across the land of Celtica, a land filled with faeries, the land where his arranged bride lived. Now, Ian and his possible father had a deal. If Ian could find another woman he loved before he turned 18, he wouldn’t have to marry the princess of Celtica. He wanted to meet this princess, though, out of curiosity. As soon as he laid eyes on Princess Nissa, he knew that he would not have to search for another girl. They walked around the castle and spoke fondly of each other’s interest. He didn’t reveal his true identity to her, but when he finally decided to, she spoke of how she would never marry a demon. It broke Ian’s heart and caused an utter pit of rage to boil inside of him. He went back to The Underworld and gathered the demons that craved bloodshed. They stormed the Kingdom of Celtica, killing several and injuring the others. He, himself, killed the queen, Nerida, in front of King Eitri. He ordered for the brother and sister of Nissa to be killed, and before he left, he looked at the devastated Nissa, with sad eyes, and forced his humble companion, Anthony, to injure Nissa. Because of her injury, she lost her ability to fly. When Ian turned 18, he moved out of The Underworld and came here to Groversdale. It is his second year here. When Ian turned 18, he moved out of The Underworld and came here to Groversdale. It is his second year here.

Family:
*Twin brother: Iyon
*Best friend: Anthony
*Possible father, Satan:
*Possible father, Darth Vader:
*Mother Lucy:

Likes:
*Pokémon
*Legend of Zelda
*Assassins Creed
*Pretty much every video game
*Destroying things

Dislikes:
*When people make fun of him
*His possible father Satan
*Learning

Other: Ian just wants to be accepted, and maybe kill some people...

[✖ Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ✖]

Name: Bo Nim Dennis

Age/Birthday: 20

Appearance:
Human Form-




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Powers:
* Superhuman strength
* Seduce, calm down, or manipulate 'special people' and humans by touch- though it doesn't work on all 'special people'
* Feeding by drawing and absorbing chi (life or sexual energy)
* Healing through siphon of chi and by absorption of energy created by sexual activity
* Resuscitate 'special people' and humans by transferring chi into them
* Stamina and agility
* Longevity

Personality: Bo is fiercely independent and chooses not to subjugate herself to either side; evil or good, and frequently disregards the rules of the world in order to do things her own way. Despite being independent, she shows great loyalty to her friends, willing to risk her life to help them.

Having suffered verbal and religious conservative abuse from her adoptive parents, Bo had a great deal of resentment and guilt towards them. Before making peace with her adoptive mother, Mary, she confessed that her mother's cruel words about her being "a monster" – after Bo sought her help and support when she caused Kyle's death – often echoed inside her head.

Because she grew up among humans, Bo does not regard them as bad or inferior beings as most others do, and prefers to live among them while still keeping her true nature hidden.

Due to her succubus species Bo is an extremely sexual being, not only needing sex to feed and survive but also to heal. Since learning how to control her chi-drawing powers, Bo has been able to enjoy it freely without fear of killing a sexual partner.

History: Not much is known about Bo's early life except that she was given up as an infant by her birth mother, Aife, so that she would not be kept by her evil father. She lived with her adoptive human parents as "Beth Dennis" and grew up in Grimley believing she was human.
Her deeply religious conservative parents often took her to church and taught her that sex was evil. Despite her upbringing, she was unable to control her urges and at the age of eighteen she unintentionally killed her boyfriend, Kyle Williams, during her first sexual experience. Scared and confused, she turned to her parents for their succor, who then revealed that she was adopted. They informed Bo that they knew nothing of her origins and the only trace of her past was a baby photo of her with the name "Bo" written on the back. Angry, she ran away from home, creating different identifications in order to escape detection, fearing she was being sought for Kyle's murder. She then got into the school.

Family: Aife (Mother)
Father
Isabeau (maternal Grandmother; deceased)
Trick (maternal Grandfather)
Mary Dennis (adopted Mother)
Sam Dennis (adopted Father; deceased)

Likes:
- Certain people
- Seduction of humans
- Violence and weapons
Dislikes:
- Other females, she thinks of them as competition
- Animals. She hates them. Like a lot
Other:

[✖ Qᴜᴇᴇɴ ✖]

"I'm the harbinger of death, I writhe on the winds of blessed air...the air that you no longer deserve...."

Name: Tamsin Lynn Lawthawrn

Age: looks 18 but is around 200 years old- has already lived 2 out of 10 lives

Sexuality: Bisexual

Birthdate: Feb. 17

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Her true form:



Personality: At first, Tamsin can seem a little cold hearted especially to those she dislikes; however, she is then seen as more loyal to her friends. She is hardworking and does whatever it takes to finish the job, even if it means injuring innocent bystanders.
She is very sarcastic, witty and "mean".
She holds strong opinions and can be rude and single-minded at times, but her ability to analyze information seems to be highly skilled.
Tamsin hates crying and strong emotions. She rarely ever cries but when Tamsin cries in front of you, it is considered a great honor.
In her previous life, before she was reborn, Tamsin was a prideful, stubborn and greedy Valkyrie.

Species of Demon: Valkryie
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Valkryie: The extent of Valkyrie powers are unknown. Besides the power to create doubt, confusion, and intimidation in their opponents, they can restore consciousness to a comatose person, and can cause someone to die by willing it.
When using the power of confusion the Valkyrie's true form is seen, which resembles a gaunt skull. Valkyries live several life cycles until their final one, and when they are near the end of one cycle they begin to lose volumes of hair each time they use their powers. When a life cycle has expired and they die, they are reborn with an accelerated aging process between birth and adulthood.
At the start of a reincarnated life, Valkyrie powers and abilities are extremely enhanced. In their final life cycle and similar to puberty, Valkyries "gain their wings" in a process that is painful.
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Powers:
The extent of Valkyrie powers are unknown. Besides the power to create doubt, confusion, and intimidation in their opponents, they can restore consciousness to a comatose person, and can cause someone to die by willing it.
- Create Doubt, confusion, and intimidation in her victims
- Restore consciousness to a comatose person
- Can cause someone to die by willing it to happen
- Can invade others minds after kissing them
History: UNKNOWN. At the end of each life cycle, a Valkryie forgets it's old life and won't remember anything until it's 10th life.
First life Cycle:
Tamsin was born in 1979 in Lancashire, England. She loved to attend Sunday School, taught by a "nice lady teacher" in a small church room that smelt of oak polish and had felt-tip colouring on the walls. .
As a child, she was always losing things: her "best pencil", her school bag, her gran and her mojo, which she got back. Whenever she would lose something, she'd go to a quiet place, close her eyes, then would find where she'd put it. She once advised the Doctor about finding his friend, not knowing that he was in fact looking for her.

Tamsin's worst fear as a child was getting lost. While on a bank holiday visit to Blackpool beach, her nightmares came true, but her mother eventually found her. Ellie comforted her by saying that she would always find her, wherever she was.

Tamsin was left devastated on 5 March 2005 when her mother died. Tamsin's father, Dave, comforted her at her funeral where she learned about her being a Valkryie. A day later she was hit by a bus and her second life cycle began.
Second Life Cycle:
Currently living it. She got to groversdale one day after taking out an entire army of soldiers. She needed a safe haven: and this school could be exactly that. Since then she has stayed here.

Likes:
- Torture
- Money
- Herself
- Painting- it's the only thing she has a true passion for
Dislikes:
- People
- Control Freaks
- Animals
- Children
- Pretty much everything happy

Family:
Jaymie- Mother - dead
Marrylou- Little sister - dead
Jenavive- Older sister - Dead
Other:

[sucre'd fiend]

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❝Know that you are beneath me, and know that I will watch your death with glee. You believe you will not scream, but the sweet music will fill my ears as the flames devour your body.❞

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Scelero Dontass Serville Gromag Divine-Comedia
『 〓 』• Pronounced | Skel-lair-ro | | Dawn-tase | | Serve-vile | | Grow-mag | | Dee-vine Com-ee-dee-ah

• Scelero was an odd name for an Angel. Many others thought so, but she was content. It has the meaning that isn't right for an Angel: evil. Terms derived from it are Scelerophibia, which is the phila for the obsessive love of evil. It was created by an early European scholar who had a chance encounter with Scelero that turned into a masochistic relationship. When he left the scholar, he was so devastated that he created the term just before his death.
• Dontass has no real meaning, but closely resembles the Latin term for gift, dona. This, however, is not how she was seen by the other Angels, including her own parents. Her "deformity" prevented the love that he should have felt and been given. Serville is just as nefarious in meaning as her first name. The two words that compose this name are "serve" and "vile". In essence, her name would then mean to serve the vile, which is exactly what she does. This name was something that her parents had used to curse him for being the way she was. Gromag is not a real term, more so slang. It is used to describe "troubled" Angels in their early years of life. This was first used for Lucifer, long before his fall. The Angels had noticed his troubling nature long before he had fallen. In turn, the slang word was given to Scelero.
• Divine-Comedia had been an unusual name for any Angel, but her parents wouldn't allow for their mutated child to have their own surname. Had she been either male of female, his name would have been very much so different. They kept the surname of Odyssey, which was the Greek word for "journey".
{Intended Name} The intended name for Scelero had been fairly different. The amount of emotional abuse this put her through, knowing her parents hadn't wanted her to begin with, lied solely in her name. Had she been a female, her name would have been Aiyana, which is Cherokee. The meaning is "eternal blossom". Had she been male, he would have received the name Christian, meaning "follower of Christ".

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❝Forsake thy name, and accept thy fate; you will perish. Your cessation is present❞

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A: PPARITIONAL APPEARANCE
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|| ♛ || Scelero is slender, and tall. She stands at a height of brushing past six feet tall, and a weight of a hundred twenty pounds. Most of this weight is attributed to muscle, although she isn't overly muscular. She has a refined, sort of figure that widens out her hips. Her shoulders slope down to a narrow range, adding to the slender effect. She's full breasted, but often covers it up with heavy clothing as it little more than distracting.

Her hair is a silvery blonde. This hue is similar to her complexion, a fair tan bordering on the usual darker ethnic complexion. She was exceptionally lighter skinned than her brothers. Her eyes are a bloody red with little drips of violet, somewhat crimson hue. When hit by the light a certain way, they appear to be a pale cloudy honey color.

Her voice is soft, light and airy. It's close to high pitched, but not there.

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❝Fear not the coming of the end. Embrace the depth found in the abyss of death❞

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Species: Archei Demon

As an Angel, she had exhibited a favor for thing not so Angel like. In consequence, her fall had been inevitable. Of the ten Archei demon, she is second in power. She doesn't much care for this rank, and would sooner be at the bottom. She is, however, second to Lucifer in command of the delightfully fiery pits of Hell. She loves her place there.

Gender: Hermaphroditic

As a Hermaphrodite, one would have both fully functioning reproductive organs. They are also both fertile, giving Scelero both means of producing offspring. But, as he is of both genders, he possess breasts, and can not be singularly be identified as either gender.

Blood Type: A Negative
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Currently writhing in a pit of loneliness
Age: Twenty-and-seven {27}

Scelero only appears to be twenty-seven, but his real age is unknown. He was born before the real mark of time, as well as the creation of the Earth and universe. He cannot be definitively sure of when his birth was, and therefore has no date of birth or zodiac symbol.

⊱ Zodiacal symbol: Has none. Explained above
⊱ Born in Heaven, but was cast out.
⊱ Ethnical background includes Celestial means, as well as Demonic placings.


• Hair Colour: A silvery white, but is in actuality blonde. It's a slightly sandy hue, but so much averted from the normal conception of the color in certain lightings.
• Eye Colour: Blood red, with drops of blue and violet. These hues are accented by both moods and lighting, but are more so primarily affected by light.
Distinguished Marking(s):
• Wings

Scelero's wings are no more. They would have been a color similar to his eyes, but were ripped from her back before her fall. As she was still in the early stages of life when it happened, he was able to grow them back. Only, they were no longer the way they should be. They are skeletal, with only a few feathers. She plucked said feathers an keeps them in a necklace, a reminder of what was and can no longer be.

• Eyes

Her eyes had always been unusual. They shifted color often in her angelic days of youth, but they now remain a swirl of oddity. The outermost ring of his irises are electric blue, while the rest is a blood red. There are faint drops of violet in them as well, but the light must hit them a certain way for the hues to be revealed.

• Horns and Tail

Scelero is quite notably the only demon to possess horns and a tail, aside from Lucifer when he wants to look more so intimidating. His horns curl in a fashion similar to a ram's, but without the double ringing. A brown hue, more so coffee colored than anything, they stand out against the silvery white of her hair. The tail is a color to match her hair, a sallow white. It starts out thick at the base before tapering as it goes further along to the barbed, almost heart shaped end. It's about as long as she is tall, and razor sharp.

• Elongated Canines

During her life in Heaven, her teeth were just another sign of things to come. They often broke easily from the force used to know them in, but grew back as quickly as they came out. Her canines were longer than normal, giving off a nefarious feeling to her. He often presses his lips together to hide them.

• Height: Six foot seven inches
• Weight: One hundred twenty pounds


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❝Beginnings must start from an end. And every end must start with a beginning❞


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❛ STRENGTHS ☇ ♛
• Torture

Torture is something that can be done emotionally, mentally, and physically. Scelero prefers to use the first two means, as they are more so destroying than the last. Wounds heal, but mental lacerations last forever.

• Corruption

Corruption is something that comes easily for her kind. He finds innovative a ways to coerce people into the depths of self destruction. Simple phrases are usually a method, but complex persuasion is his main means of crime. "We have sweets" is for the little children.

• Mental Strength

Scelero has a genius level of intelligence, though he doesn't often voice anything to show it. Some would attribute this to his lack of common sense, which can be further explained by his lack of parenting and love. Mental strength can also be translated to withstanding torture, which is exactly what Scelero can do. Seeing as he had to withstand it all as a child, such a thing is no big deal for her now.

• Physical Strength

Like most demons, Scelero is strong. Her appearance would present this to be otherwise, but he is capable of killing a person with just the slightest movement of a hand. This strength is only enhanced by his Angelic origins, which many would believe is part of his reason for being so high up in the chain of demons.

• Pure Evil

This is pretty self-explanatory-- or is it? You would assume that a demon, one of her level to say the least, would be riddled to the core with a darkness meant to cast fear into the hearts of every living thing. He has it on the surface, but does it really exist?

In all, one would say that Scelero is the epitome of evil. This is something he will not object to, but doesn't favor. It's note something he particularly chose to be, but the fault was also his own. He can not say otherwise to the accusation of being perverse, either.

❛ WEAKNESSES ☇ ♛
• Desperation for Love

This desperation contributes to her hunger. When one grows up the way she did, being loved by no one, there is a hole that is left. A void that needs to be filled, no matter the cost. This hole leaves her desperate for the love she can never have, the love from her own parents. No child should be robbed of this, as she so easily had been at her birth.

• Angels

As a former Angel, this would be slightly odd, but it isn't. She wasn't seen as an Angel, not with the mutation he had. It wasn't that he was capable of having some good, it was that he was never expected better than a demon-like life.

• Fear of self

As he was taught to hate and fear his own creation for much of his life, it only translated into the period of time he has spent as a demon.

• Self Depreciation

Same as above, however unfortunate it is. When someone is told that they are inferior or a creature that shouldn't be, they would only happen to continue it into their lives for as long as they lived. Some would have it be a factor to break, others to make them. Scelero uses it to break.

These weakness can all be attributed to his sullen life in Heaven. Angels weren't what they were meant to be, not in his eyes. Scelero saw them as an evil, something out to get him. It would seem that way if you were in the same position. Hell was a welcome new home for him.


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❝Love me to death; hate me to life❞

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[sucre'd fiend]

Personality:

Trait 1: Hungry
Trait 2: Vicious
Trait 3: Vulgar
Trait 4: Calculating
Trait 5: Patient
Trait 6: Desperate
Trait 7: Needy


Shut your lying whore mouth
Scelero was often dismissed as child. He never was able to exhibit any real sort of personality. Now, she has ample time to display such a thing. Beforehand, she was of a more mild temperament, one that was replaced with the freedom of expression given with her fall.

Feed me, you fucking bitch
She's hungry, always hungry.

The simple Deadly Sin of Gluttony is one of her biggest personality traits. It's most commonly a hunger for the love she never received, but it is also a physical sort of hunger. If left to her own devices, she'd eat every demon out of house, leaving nothing for them to devour. She'd go as far as to eat the crumbs. On a mental level, she has a hunger for knowledge. She pursues it greatly, and wishes to fill the void which can never be filled with material things.

I look forward to your fucking end
The anger, oh the mounting anger.

Wrath is another of the Deadly Sins that is clearly shown in Scelero. It manifests as a vicious state, as though a wounded animal were retaliating. At first chance, he wouldn't hesitate to lash out when feeling the need to at anyone he crosses. This aspect of his personality is similar to how his parts would take any chance they could to demean him. So, how better to vent then to take your frustration out on unsuspecting victims.

Forgive my fucking French, goddammit
That foul mouth of his, just deplorable.

Scelero curses worse than a sailor on a bad day. His way of speaking was so often restricted to silence, that he never took to it until the first expletives tumbled off his lips. They were the forbidden fruits, and he was Eve in both the glories of "punani" and "john-john". If he was given the chance, his entire vocabulary would have been comprised of sexual terms and derogatory slang. Of curse, he was denied this, but it has only made him want to do so more often now.

You'll be dead before the day is done
They say that calculating minds are some of the deadliest.

And with that assumption in mind, Scelero has a deadly one. He likes to observe a situation before he steps in. In his own little way, he will contribute to things that don't involve him, but an indirect way that keeps things in the order they should have been. He holds on to information that he take sin for later usage, and bides his time with it.

Patience is a virtue
This is one thing that he has held on to from his Angelic years.

Aside from being an Angelic quality, this is lightly more so dangerous in his hands. His patience means that he could wait for the longest time before he does anything to someone. They would be mentally attacked with the thought of him biding his time to get them, and this would be seen as a mental torture. The waiting is one thing, the knowing is another.

Save me from drowning in myself
The desperation is just a contributing factor to her hunger.

She's desperate for love, knowledge-- anything there is to be desperate for. When you are robbed of such simple things because of a difference in your biological make-up, it's like killing someone repeatedly. She holds dearly to others when they manage to break down her barriers, to see past the ancient sorrow that fills her. There had only been one person who could have done so, but he has long since passed.

Love me, but don't leave me
Need is a treacherousness thing.

Being needy is the cons of having to be forced from the attention of others. Doing so creates a need to be seen, and to have many other things included in the need to be seen. This ties into her desperation, in which she holds on so tightly she might as well be suffocating them. When you have lost so much, there is a point when you can't lose anymore.

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❝I've loved and I've lost❞

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❛ Likes ☇ ♛
• Braiding: During his time on Earth that he spent away from Hell, he discovered the art of braiding. It was a simple gesture, in hind sight, but it was enough to have him so attached to the activity. Further explained in history
• Horses: These are among the only creatures that he truly has any care for. They are majestic, and in a sense, they return to him the wings he has lost.Further explained in history.
• Dragons: The creatures were ever so fascinating to him, and he was drawn to them as they were to him. The destruct was a thing of beauty, and the smell of burning flesh was too enticing to resist.Further explained in history
•Fire: A thing of beauty, fire is. It is a means of survival and a means of murder. The dragons often gave him this fire, this weapon and artwork. He loved every moment of the blaze smothering out a light of life with flames and smoke.
•Blood: It's a lovely color, isn't it? The bright red of compliments his eyes. It looks best when streaming into water, diluting the pure substance in a slow fashion. The viscosity is substantially lower in water than anything else, and watching the small display of color is fascinating.
• Children: They observe the world in a fashion that Scelero finds most interesting. They're open, and loving without needing a cause to be. They're precious souls to be valued, yet can be so cruel to break a soul. It's odd, and intriguing.

❛ Dislikes ☇ ♛
• Angels: How could he not dislike such creatures? They threw him from his home after years of discrimination and cruelty, marking him as a thing rather than a person like the rest of them. They're the one thing he shows any real dislike towards, as they affected him most in his life. They have left a permanent mark that cannot be removed.
•Ignorance: When people are blatantly ignorant to something and don't seem to care. It irks her, and makes her want to do nothing more than murder.
•Flight: This is more so a fear than a dislike. Would you not be terrified to fly after being thrown from unimaginable heights at speeds just as impossible? Certainly, flying is out of the question, though he will resort to it should he need to.

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A history is hard to explain.
There is tragedy, and there is pain.
There is love, and loves lost.
Histories have a way of speaking to us. A way we can choose to ignore, or look to with eagerness to better understand.
The power of a life is like the power of a knife.
We can use our own to blot out another. We can cut down a light in hopes of obtaining the unobtainable.
We can build someone up just to watch them fall.

This power is undeniable, but the price is far too high for us.
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❝Birth of the Unrighteous Little Angel❞

Who is it that you are jealous of?
Me?
The beautiful creature lusted after by all?
Or Me.
The desolate soul loved by none.

The birth of Scelero Dontass Serville Gromag had been anticipated for many days. The event of having two Angels conceive a child was only to be explored with the birth of this child. The dependency on the correct turn out was immense, and when the first strokes of labor arrived, Angels were gathered as a festival. What they hadn't expected was the absolute failure, or what they saw as one.

Around the same time of Scelero's birth, the Angels had seven pairs of female Angels become impregnated by a male partner. This little experiment had been solely conducted by the Angels, The Almighty playing no part in the decision, as he wished for them to learn to do certain things on their own. Of all the Angel pairings, Scelero was the only one of fault. Seeing that this wouldn't affect their results to heavily, they carried out this way of conceiving new Angel children.

The screaming mongrel that was Scelero was first dubbed male, before they happened upon the female genitalia. Such an event was unheard of for the Angels, a child born of two genders. Her mother in turn cursed her, more so figuratively rather than literally, calling her an abomination. She refused to see the newborn throughout her stay in the maternal ward set up for the project. Without the child present, the naming began, and his fate was sealed.

Scelero's father attempted to love the creature that had left his love's womb. Such a thing should have been expected, but others felt quite the opposite. The oddity wasn't welcome in their home, nor would it be near the created and born Angels. Before Scelero could walk, she was discriminated against. It was the one evil that the Angels had showed, or even admit to showing, in all of their history. Such a thing was kept hidden from all others who came after Scelero's birth. They spoke not of the silent law that deemed him unfit for love, patience, attention, or even hatred.

But, the hatred came all the same.

There were countless meetings among the Angels regarding his birth. They wanted to get rid of him in some way. Killing him was out of the question, as to do so would be to break one of God's twelve absolute laws. However, it didn't stop them from thinking it. The Angels debated the course of action for two years after Scelero's birth, keeping him locked away from sight of the other Angels. One of the Elders on the council decided that they would let the general public decide, no matter how ignorant they were to the situation.

At first, the reaction was simple. They were confused, appalled, and fascinated all in one bundle. They'd never heard of such an event, a child of both genders. They treated him as an inferior creature, which he had then believed to be normal. Then, they began the torture.

When Scelero had just turned ten years of age, a group of young Angels crowded around the placid area that had been designated for him, to keep from "contaminating" the cleaner Angels of his age group. They wasted no time in stripping him of his robes, and doing all sorts of things to him. The boys went as far as stomping on his crotch.

He couldn't walk for days, nor would he eat.

This constant abuse continued on into his teenage years, until he decided that hiding would be the best option.

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How does this make me feel? You ask as if you truly clueless. My own mother couldn't bear the sight of me. Father, he tried--he really did-- but he couldn't. It wasn't easy to love me, for no one did. I accepted such a thing, and still do. I am of no desirable substance, a tainted purity that can no longer be touched.

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❝The Foulest of Years❞

The some of the worst years of Scelero's life were those first years into adulthood. He had already become an outcast in the system of Angels, watching as they orbited a force that excluded him. This didn't faze him much anymore, having gone through years of this. His school was limited to what his father and mother could stand to teach him, always under the assumption that he was stupid, or would never learn. Without the essential schooling, Scelero was more than a little ignorant.

He was behind, and no one let him forget that.

When Lucifer announced his defiance, Scelero saw it as a cause to join. Why should she be excluded from being part of something bigger? This simple thought was deadly enough to have him cast out.
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It was the final act that broke him, even if he hadn't realized it. His defiance was what gave his mother the chance to destroy him, the creature that left her womb only to humiliate and torture her, as she saw it. She was the one who so gladly ripped his wings from his back. She was the one who relished in his screams as he plunged thousands of feet to the ground, all the while gasping apologies and pleads of being forgiven.

When you wish to get rid of something, you do it the best way you can-- when you get the opportunity to do so.

The impact left him scarred and burned for many years. Seeing as he had been one of the first to jump in line to be apart of the resistance against God, Lucifer regarded him with an intrigue that could have been mistaken for a powerful lust. Scelero saw it as so, but had no way to translate any of those emotions back, but to accept the position given to him as the right-hand of the Devil king.

Those first couple years weren't as he had anticipated. The demons that sprouted from Lilith were unruly, and hard to keep in check. Scelero felt as though he were failing his job, the simplest of ones given to him.

So, he took a break from it all on Earth.

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I appreciated being involved in something bigger than me. It made me feel equal, though I knew there were those who had their qualms with me still, and would not see my arrival as welcome news.

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❝The Savage Queen❞

When Scelero first arrived on the surface of the Earth, she was unsure of her location. The land was covered in desert, nearly barren save the few trees and brushes of grass. The first few minutes of peace, that she was beginning to enjoy, were cut short by the thundering of hooves. It was a sound unfamiliar to her, as she had never been part of the many trips down to Earth. The people that rode the four legged beasts, that she later learned to be horses, were exotic and unlike any she'd ever seen before.

Had she not been there any longer, or had one of the horses keeled over and died, she'd never have had the chance to meet him.

It was a small seed that was planted, a small seed of hope. Her horns and tail had not grown in yet, but her teeth and eyes were the oddities that she hid at the time. It must have been those that had intrigued him, or else he would have tried to kill him. It did not matter what was the cause of these fascinating people taking her in. They treated her like a queen, skipping past the level of a slave.

This is were she experienced any sort of intimate interaction for the first time, through the arts of braiding. The men of the tribe did not cut their midnight colored locks, instead braiding them after their first victory as a sign of manhood. To have it cut was to be disgraced, and to never enter the Night Realm, which was what they referred to the afterlife as. Scelero took a liking to this art, and adopted it quickly.



It must have been his doing, the man she later came to love. He filled the void in Scelero's heart, and she had a love for him that she'd never felt before. This small step into hope was something that wouldn't last very long, but the love left behind was enough to keep him moving.

With this man, whose name he keeps guarded at all times, for fear that other demons would find some way to conjure him up and show how much of a disappointment he would be, Scelero learned of exactly how fertile the female organs were. The birth of this child was what both had looked to, before tragedy struck.

Learning the language was his first taste of knowledge, a taste he grew attached to quickly. There were often civilized peoples who'd attempted to make allies with the savage tribe of horse men, and brought with them gifts. The two that she often cherished were books, and dragon eggs.

The came, one by one, as the illusion of precious stones. They were said to be perfectly preserved, but incapable of hatching. Scelero thought otherwise.



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There were no words to express the love I felt for him, or the love he felt for me. It was the price I paid to love, and I'd do it repeatedly to get him by my side again.

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❝A Life will suffice as the price for another life❞

The Angels had found out that the abomination that they had damned had become pregnant, and Scelero became top priority. They devised a plan to indirectly prevent the birth of the child from being born, and from more to be produced. Killing was out of the question for a direct approach, but something indirect could be just as harmful. The savage tribe, known as the Canaanites later, had plans to move north in search of better lands to stay for a while. They had already been a nomadic tribe that ripped through every village they saw, but with the oncoming birth of the chief's child the need for long term placement was at hand.

The village they happened upon within several hours of the Angels' careful planning was wiped out. The men raped the women left from the destruction, and when Scelero saw this, he lashed out. In return for his preventative attitude to save the women from such a thing--the kindness that remained after so many years of hate-- warriors turned. Her husband, married several months into her stay with them, openly listened and agreed with her words. A man of the tribe spat out words of defiance, and small brawl ensued. The man died but her husband received minimal damage. Fear of infection propelled her to ask one of the women she had saved to clean the wounds.

A mistake that he regrets deeply.

A few weeks after said woman had cleaned the wounds, he fell. The great man she'd loved succumbed to infection, dying slowly. She again turned to the same woman for help, who'd voiced her connection to witchcraft. The price for his life was that of another's. They decided on his beloved horse, for the tribe believed them to be connected. In the excitement of the situation, Scelero went into labor. There was only one solution to the issue, and the one woman who could help was communing with the spirits to save her love. They carried her in, forgetting the woman's warning in their haste.

Instead of losing one person dear to her, she lost two.

The woman paid greatly, burned at the stake with all of Scelero's wrath. In that moment, the said dormant eggs hatched, and sprouted out three dragons of beautiful coloring.

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I lost one love, and a son, but gained three children in return. I was unsure of whether to rejoice, or to mourn.

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❝Mother of Dragons, and the Faker of Deaths❞

The hatching of these dragons was a great victory to Scelero. He took care of the precious creatures, and they in turn showed him the love and affection he had missed. There was nothing that could be done to take them away from him.

Except his agelessness.

The people grew restless, seeing how Scelero never aged. She never sprouted the signs of growing old, always looking so much younger than those around her. Such a device was what turned them suspicious, but they continued to love her still. It presented a problem that needed a solution, and the solution was not so clear until it brought itself in the form of an attack.

A group of more civilized men had grown fed up with the thought of a woman leading a mass of dangerous men around the continent. It was unheard of in those days, but she was to be taken down. They struck at night, during the festivities of a birth in the tribe. They slaughtered those around, including two of her dragons. The third was too small to notice slinking under the corpses for cover.

In the early stages of the raid, Scelero had been impaled by a spear. It was enough to present the illusion of death, but she would live through it. When the raid was done, and the man had left, only the demon and the dragon remained. Both vengeful spirits were left to roam the lands in search of those who have robbed them of their family. In their travels, rumors of a strange beast that hid from the eye carried over to Scelero.

Curious as to what the creature was, she found a litter of Hell Hounds, and a dying mother. She pitied the small pups, but the one most pitied was the runt of the litter. She took him in, as did her dragon, and spent the days traveling.

Stories of the school reached her ears, and her hunger for knowledge-- mostly to confirm the stories-- drove her to find it. She resides their now, holding her demonic position to this day.



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❝I will take what is mine with fire and blood. I will kill to have what is stolen back in my arms. Don't ever forget that, and don't expect to let you forget it. I have traversed the snowy lands, to tell my story and watch it spread. Do so, and be saved.❞



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Name: Cato Odysseus
Age: 19
Gender: Originally Male

Appearance:
Face Claim: Wade Poezyn
Outfit: Expensive Clothes in Dark Colors

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History: Most people think that Hell is the worst place to live. Not for Cato. To him, Hell was just like the dress clothes his parents in Comal County, Texas made him wear to Church: Restrictive and Loud.

At least his memories told him he was from Comal County. He also remembered working his way up the hierarchy in Hell until he was sent back to Earth to be found in the Devil's Backbone, Texas, having survived alone after his parents were murdered 6 years before then.

The memories that Cato could see were a bit fuzzy since his soul had a history that spanned thousands of years. He used to often remember things from his past bodies that he was not supposed to ever know. But the Dark Lord had made the body called Cato Odysseus to have the power to manipulate all boundaries, a power that stayed relatively dormant until the 8th grade.

Cato was never liked. His adopted parents let him do whatever he wanted. It wasn't like he was like those stereotypical demon children that's heads twisted full circle and spit up acid and had completely black eyes. Cato was just had an eerie aura and independence that repelled his wife-beating Christian Father and allowed his alcoholic Mother to somehow keep her other children alive. Cato also didn't have friends because they thought he was scary.. He found joy in Books and Weapons. It wasn't until 8th grade when the mayor's daughter put him in the middle of her attempt to make her ex-boyfriend, an abusive and popular jock, by actually showing interest in him.

Cato went with it, following the urges of his chemically imbalanced, pubescent body. The jock hit Cato hard enough to make him spit up blood. Cato's anger for realizing that he had been harmed physically and emotionally activated the powers bestowed to his body and soul in a very explosive manner.

A very black and misty aura surrounded him and then expanded to the size of the entire building, causing technology, windows,and bodies and to be destroyed. The mere activation of his abilities made a total of 200 hundred humans be turned to dried bones in only seconds. His aura went back to surrounding only his body before Cato lost consciousness.

When Cato woke up he was tie up and on the very of being burned alive when the Headmaster violently rescued him and took him to Groversdale. The Headmaster roughly taught him how to control his powers and emotions for a year in seclusion before he started regular classes. Cato made a few friends his age , but they already left the school to live relatively normal lives all around the world. Cato didn't see himself ever being 'human' enough to live a life outside of Groversdale. Next year he plans to join the Staff in one way or another, whether that be as a teacher or as something more clandestine and dangerous.

Personality + Likes/Dislikes Cato is the model of good demonic behavior. He is a sociable introvert. He is often found doing the things he likes to do(Learning, Reading, Exercising, and Shopping) and avoiding the things he doesn't (Practicing Religion and Unnecessarily Harming Others). He even gets nostalgic about the memories of his soul's past bodies without warning.

Powers: Demon Physiology[Common powers; Boundary Manipulation [Rarely used per the request of the Headmaster]

Family: None

Other: It's his final school year until he becomes Staff at Groverdale. He subs for teachers when needed (If that's okay). Also the abilities come from Superpower Wiki

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Name: Marley Kian

Age/Birthday:
16
January 6th

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Powers:
Feline Mimicry
The user can transform into cats, as well as use the abilities, traits and appearance/physiology of cats by rearranging their own DNA structure.

Personality:
Marley is a very sweet and shy individual with a big heart and a wide dimpled smile. She enjoys the smaller things in life; like sunset, and vintage cameras and is constantly curious. She could be a greedy person, wanting to keep people and things to herself and isn't very open to sharing. You will fall in love with her, and she will love you back. That's just how it goes.

Sure she is very shy, always feeling nervous or uncomfortable in the lime light; being the complete opposite of her twin Hexx, who is completely outgoing. Even though she will have a nice conversation with you and could and will cheer you up of you happen to have a bad day.

History:
Marley and Hexx were born in hell. Literally. They are full bred demon children. Even though they were supposed to be devils; rude mean and scary, they were the complete opposites. That angered their parents. They wanted their twins to be terrors, to haunt the night and terrorize the day. But that wasn't what the Kian twins were all about. They loved everything and even forgave their parents when they disowned them and sent them to human parents. Even then.

Family:
Fauxleen


Dike


Likes:
~Being Happy

~Sunsets

~Anything Vintage

Dislikes:
-Ink

-Heights

-Meat

Other:

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Name: Hexx Kian

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Precognition
Users have the ability to foresee possible futures and observe what may happen. As knowledge of the future invariably causes that future to change, visions of the future are subject to frequent shifting. While not being able to select futures or travel through time, these visions may assist in possible courses of action.

Personality:
Hexx is a bubbly cheery person, who likes to decide for himself and give out hugs. He enjoys all things cute and is obsessed with small animals. He is a protective older brother of Marley but usually is laid back, because he could predict the future so he knows if she will get in danger or not. He loves to sing; and is very good at it.

Hexx is also very blunt, stating the obvious or the brutal truth; but apologizing afterwards. He loves his friends and life. He never cries; and when he does it better be for a good reason.

History:
Marley and Hexx were born in hell. Literally. They are full bred demon children. Even though they were supposed to be devils; rude mean and scary, they were the complete opposites. That angered their parents. They wanted their twins to be terrors, to haunt the night and terrorize the day. But that wasn't what the Kian twins were all about. They loved everything and even forgave their parents when they disowned them and sent them to human parents. Even then.


Family:
Hexx doesn't believe in family anymore.

Likes:

~Sweets

~Screamo

~Headphones

~Lady Gaga

~Lifetime movies

Dislikes:
-Jump scares

-The Dark

-Insects

-Justin Bieber

-Woodchips




Other:

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Name: Norlem Myte

Nickname: Lucifer

Age/Birthday: 21, January 19

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Powers:
*Demolition (Able to destroy things with a thought or even a stomp of the foot)
*Shifting (Able to shift or change into a ‘true demon’)
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*Death (Able to kill anyone by touching them)
*Seduction (Able to emanate a scent, smells like axe mixed with old spice and lilacs, that whoever smells it and is already attracted to him, will fall hypnotized to anything he says or does)

Personality:
Norlem can be goofy and funny but tries his hardest to be serious. He is a demon. So, he has a temper and a demonic personality. He can act nice, but he isn’t. He aims to please his father by getting kids into mischief and sending them straight to Hell. He loves no one except for his father and his half-brother, Ian.

History:
Norlem was born in Hell. He trained hard every day to strengthen his powers and learn to be a true demon. He learned the ways of his father and watched him torture all the souls he held captive in Hell. He even took his turns to torture them. His father would send him on missions to collect the souls that people signed away to him. Ian, not sure if Satan is his father or not, considers him a friend instead of a brother. One day, after Ian left Hell to be a part of Groversdale, Norlem went out into the world to collect the souls of the people that Ian and his troops had killed. One girl that lived in that village was a witch, who he took the pleasure of messing around with. Word got back to Ian and he thought that he was going after his girl, Nissa, but he’s going to try and fix it by enrolling into Groversdale, which he was invited to.

Family:
*Satan- father
*Ian- half-brother
*Iyon- half-brother
*Unknown mother???

Likes:
*Killing
*Showing off
*Seducing girls and guys
*His father
*His half-brothers
*Art
*Designer clothing
*Hell

Dislikes:
*Good things
*Pure things
*Love (the emotion, not the woman)
*Shrimp

Other:
Norlem likes to play sports and fight. He is also bisexual.

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Name: Marium Priss

Nickname: Ms. Priss

Age/Birthday: 17, October 4

Appearance:

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Powers:
*Seduction (Anyone who finds her attractive in the slightest bit will tend to do as she says)
*Acidic Fluxing (Her touch can feel like acid because that’s what it is. She is able to form an acidic liquid or gas and emanate it from her skin. This will burn clothing, skin, and some materials like wood)
*Telekinesis (She can move things with her mind)
*Serpent Sway (She can control snakes)

Personality:
Marium is ice cold, at least in her heart. She doesn’t care for anyone except for Satan and her older brother. She’ll use her powers whenever she likes and kill whomever she pleases.

History:
Marium grew up with all the other young demons in Hell. Her closest friends were her brother, Norlem, Iyon, Ian, and her sister Shayleigh. They were all in their own little clique and had their own secret meetings. Norlem and Marium had a thing once, but they decided it would be best if they weren’t together. Neither of them liked each other in that way. They just enjoyed the sex. They all trained together for Satan, to do his bidding. When Ian left, everything fell apart. One by one, everyone stopped hanging out together. Norlem finally left Hell to go see Ian, and this gave Marium a reason to leave too.

Family:
*Satan- father like figure
*Shaytan- brother
*Shayleigh- sister

Likes:
*Killing
*Snakes
*Sex

Dislikes:
*Everyone
*Iyon flirting with her

Other:
Satan has a list of souls he owns, will own, and wants to own. She’s on her own mission to trick Eriee into selling her soul to her or Satan himself.

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Name: Shaytan Priss

Alias: Christopher Fronzak

Age/Birthday: 19, July 29

Appearance:

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Powers:
*Moshing (Able to start mosh pits with the sound of his voice)
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*Mental Teleportation (Able to teleport or transport himself or anyone wherever he wishes to go)
*Contagion (Able to give someone a disease just by breathing on them)

Personality:
Rude, crude, one nasty dude. Shaytan was born with the heart of his father. He cares for no one, except for his father, his boyfriend, and his old best friend.

History:
Shaytan grew up with all the other young demons in Hell. His closest friends were Norlem, Iyon, Ian, Shayleigh, and Marium. They were all in their own little clique and had their own secret meetings. They all trained together for Satan, to do his bidding. Ian had a human friend named Anthony. So, Shaytan decided that he wanted one as well. This human, Danny, eventually became his boyfriend, while his other human friend, Todd, just stayed his close friend. Eventually, whe Ian left, everything fell apart. One by one, everyone stopped hanging out together. Once Marium left, and Shayleigh, his twin, followed her to Groversdale, Shaytan decided that he wanted to go as well.
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Family:
*Satan- father like figure
*Shayleigh- twin sister
*Marium- sister

Likes:
*Killing
*Smoking
*Danny❤
*Todd

Dislikes:
*Everyone other than Danny, Todd, and Satan

Other: Shaytan is in a band under his alias Chris Fronzak. His band name is Attila.

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Name: Danielle "Danny" Shay

Age/Birthday:
18
June 3

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§∞Demon∞§

∞Everlasting nightmare is what I prefer.∞

∞Name:∞ Katlynn Brimm Nixon

∞Age:∞ 18, December 11

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∞Skills/Powers:∞ Skills? I'm a demon. Everything I do is skill.
∞Shapeshift You thought I was your sweet mother? You were wrong.
∞Poisoning of the blood and veins
∞Fighting
∞Emotional Manipulation
∞Fire, fire everywhere
∞Mind- telekinesis and telepathy

∞Lifespan:∞ Forever and ever. Immortal, baby.

∞Weapon:∞ I am my own weapon, duh.
∞Fists and hands
∞Knives and swords
∞Necklace that holds power under control





∞Personality:∞
Katlynn is a badass. She hates everyone except for other demons and Satan himself. When it comes to other demons, though, she only gets along with a handful.

∞Background:∞ Get ready for a sob story. Katlynn was born as a regular human. She had a pretty normal life as a teen: parents divorced, brother always starting/finishing fights for her, and a little sister that just wanted to have a tea party. Then, everything changed at the age of 18. The house grew dark, and the yard was on fire and clouded with smoke. Her brother, sister, and mother were gone. "Mom? Jarris? Maybell?" She ran through the house searching for them. She went outside and was greeted by a familiar face. "Dad?" A smile danced on his orange-lit face from the fire. "Hey, sweetie. I think you should come with me." She shook her head, looking around nervously. "Where are they? Where's Mon, Jarris, and Maybell?" He took a step forward, and she took a step back. His features turned dark, and he lunged at her. Something in her made her push her hands out towards him, and all she heard was a roar and a scream. She opened her eyes and saw her father on the ground being burnt alive. Her hands were glowing with fire. "What?" Out of nowhere, a boy appeared and clapped his hands. "You finally found out your powers. It only took you eighteen years. Let's get you to Hell for your training." All of her memories were wiped, and now she knows who she truly is, what she truly is. She's a demon.

∞Family:∞
Unknown to her

∞Likes:∞
*Fire
*Fighting
*Smoking
*Satan
*Lust
*Greed
*Weed

∞Dislikes:∞
*Pink
*Yellow
*Good people

∞Other:∞ Katlynn is a bit infatuated by vampires and benders, especially the girls.

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Name: Jasper Young

Age/Birthday: 18/ May 19

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Jasper can create illusions and trick people into thinking one thing when a whole different thing is occurring. He has powerful energy and it bounces off of him during moments of great emotion.


Personality:

Jasper lives in his own world, even when he is aware of the rough side of humanity. He has a very sharp memory and tends to remember the minutest of details. He is not very panicky and will keep a calm stance when something goes wrong. He has very good intuition. He is a great organizer and pays attention to details, has a fair and detached judgment, is sympathetic and moody, displays honesty and kindness, loves people and attention and is analytic. At the same time, he talks very quickly and expertly, is passive and stubborn, can know your deepest secrets, shows dedication to duty and overflows with optimism, innocence and zeal.

Jasper likes to argue, loves nature and holds fierce ambitions. He is deeply interested in music and art. He has great wisdom and is very compassionate towards the weak. You will never know when a Jasper is profoundly hurt. He hides his deepest emotions behind a veil of humor. The humor may be warm and innocent or cold and ruthless. However, it is sure to be a mask for some other emotion, more often than not.

History:
At a young age, Jasper's parents knew that their child was going to be incredibly powerful. He could already float in the air without any intention on his part. Whenever he would get angry, his fists would come down to his sides. As soon as they clenched, objects around the room spun around and crashed into the walls. The remains would fall to the ground, and those above him would slowly travel until they left an open circle around him. Jasper's parents had no clue what was going on with their child and hired an official to check him out. He was fifeteen years of age when all of those medics surrounded him, preparing to isolate him with all the other mental patients. As soon as they touched his arms to hold him down, his rained his fists down, presumably shattering everything around him. But the energy was so powerful that it screwed with the brains of all the people in the vicinity, including his parents. The guilt of having killed so many caught up with him once he chose to run away instead of entering himself into the asylum. After a year on the run, he found himself at the gates of Groversdale Academy.

Family:
-Mother: Juliet Young
-Father: Baylor Young

Likes:
*Outdoors
*Exhilaration Rushes
*Adventure
*Tricks

Dislikes:
-Staying in
-Working
-Insects
-Stereotypical people

Other:

[[deleted user]]

Name: Ben Bruce

Age/Birthday: 17, February 4

Appearance:

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Outfit/Costume:


Powers:
*Banishment to Hell
*Creating mosh pits with his singing
*Able to steal other demons boyfriends, ahem, Shaytan
*Fragility- Able to turn someone into a glass-like substance and break them with a small touch

Personality:
Evil, evil, evil. Ben is only kind to his lover Danny and any other guy he finds attractive. He doesn’t respect anyone, except for the people I listed previously and Satan. What do you expect from a demon?

History:
Ben has roamed the world, banishing souls to Hell, for twelve years of his demon life. The other years, he lived in Hell with the other demons, training. He didn’t fit in with the other demons, though. He didn’t understand why, but he figured it had to do with the fact that he only lived in Hell with them for a few years. He wanted to try and fit in more. So, he joined a band called Asking Alexandria. Turns out, he joined that band in particular because Shaytan’s boyfriend Danny was in it. He figured if Shaytan wouldn’t accept him, his boyfriend would. Now Ben has come to Groversdale to fit in even more.

Family:
*Stepbrother- Craig Owens

Likes:
*Boys
*Singing
*Playing his guitar
*Banishing souls to Hell

Dislikes:
*Just about everything else

Other:
Ben is having an affair with Shaytan’s boyfriend Danny.

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[[deleted user]]

Name: Craig Owens

Age/Birthday: 18, February 5

Appearance:

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Powers:
*Shifting into other people
*Strength
*Acidic touch: melting something with one touch

Personality:
Craig tries to be nice because he doesn't want to be classified as 'one of those demons'. His grandmother has taught him to be good. So, he can be very nice. The true demon inside of him comes out sometimes, though. He can't help what he is.

History:
Craig grew up with his 'grandmother' for years, but they both knew what he was. His grandmother found him one day, wandering the streets of New York. So, she took him in. She was a sweet, elderly lady that took good care of him and taught him respect and love. He would have to go to Hell everyday for training, but he got to go visit his grandmother on weekends and Monday mornings.

Family:
*Lainey- 'grandmother'
*Stepbrother- Ben Bruce

Likes:
*Girls
*Singing
*Lainey
*Satan
*Using his powers

Dislikes:
*Being evil
*People fearing him
*Norlem Myte

Other:
Craig is here to learn how to be a normal person. He's also here to find love.

[Gio, Andi's Pet ♥]

Name: Johnathan 'John' Anthanasius-Engel (God has given the Immortal-Angel)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Demon
Sexuality: Bisexual
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Appearance:
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Powers:
↪ Animal Manipulation
↪ Animal Imitation
↪ Animal Morphing (Wolf is strongest Transformation)
↪ Combat Specialist
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Personality/History:
↪ Only Does Long Term Relationships
↪ Animum Debes Mutare, Non Caelum (You must change [your] disposition, not [your] sky)
↪ Polite
↪ Adopted into the Engel Family a few months ago
↪ Long Lost Blood Brother of Ezra Engel (Different Mothers)
↪ Found Ezra and kidnapped him
↪ Gordon Engel found Ezra and made a deal with John
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Other:
↪ Engels

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Approved

[Gio, Andi's Pet ♥]

Name: Ezra Engel
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Species: Demon (Wolf)
Sexuality: Gay
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Appearance:
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Powers:
↪ Demonic Physiology
↪ Werewolf Physiology
↪ [To Be Unlocked] (view spoiler)[Werebeast Physiology (hide spoiler)]
↪ [Ultimate Unlock] (view spoiler)[Vaewolf Physiology (hide spoiler)]
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Personality/History:
↪ Loves Videogames
↪ Hates Fencing and Ice Skating because he was forced to do it while his biological father was alive
↪ Father died when he was 7 (But he is good at both. Even at the same time.)
↪ Introverted
↪ Emotional
↪ Mild Depression
↪ Born in London, England
↪ Constant Battle for Control (view spoiler)[And I don't just mean Puberty (hide spoiler)]
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Other:
↪ Engel

[rimskur]

DEMON

Name: Juliet Sawyer

Age/Birthday: 18/ February 5

Appearance:



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Powers:
Clairvoyance

Personality:
Juliet is a girl with her feet always firmly attached to the ground. She has her morals and sticks with them. She is very stubborn and hates being corrected by others in arguments. Most likely, she would whack someone on the head if they tried to correct her instead of coming up with a reasonable insult. She is a rude girl who does not know her limits and nearly crosses every line there is to cross. She trusts only her own word and never compromises with others. To her, only her own ideas can work.

Juliet refuses to acknowledge that others may be better at something than she is. Instead of supporting them, she will mercilessly bully and put them down to hide her own insecurities. Underneath many, many layers of thick skin and hard masks, she is a shy, insecure girl who grew up too fast. Her walls have never been broken down by others as of now, but she dreads the day she opens up to someone only to have her heart broken.

Juliet keeps to herself usually. She isn't a bully, only to the ones who beg to be picked on. She taunts people but they are more or less empty threats hanging in the air. No one truly knows her so they wouldn't know her bark is bigger than her bite. She will fight until she wins which makes her a useful ally at times but can sometimes not be controlled when needed to be.

History:
Stolen from the depths of Hell, somehow Juliet had been taken to the real world among humans and supernatural creatures. As a baby, she was essential to her adoptive parents in figuring out their own fates. This baby was born in Hell, so what did that mean? Whenever she would first open her eyes after napping, they would be coal black before she blinked and they turned back to her original dark brown eyes. Her parents attempted to figure out her abilities, nurturing her to do tasks for them without her knowing it. One day, her mother's father's old notebook was seen lying on the table. Curious, Juliet picked up the book, wanting to read inside of it. Her grandfather was presumably missing for about fifteen years and her parents wanted to find him, so she wanted to figure out anything she could about the man. Once she touched the leather bindings, her head arched back, a vision hitting her. She saw an elderly man, slumped on a bar stool, chugging down shots of tequila on the counter. In the next second, he was sputtering, choking on the liquid before falling off of the stool and limp on the ground. Days after the vision, news came to the family that her grandfather had died from severe alcohol consumption. The news hit her hard, her having seen the scene in a vision days before. That day, she was packing her bags to run away from her home, wanting to stay by herself when she found a letter perched upon her window. Inside was her invitation to Groversdale. By curiosity, she dragged herself over to school to learn more about herself and what she could do.

Family:
Mother:
Father:

Likes:
-Water
-Fruit
-Playing by her own rules
-Leading
-Black

Dislikes:
-Frogs
-Beggars
-Obnoxious people
-Sluts
-Trends

Other:

[Mysti]

Name: Rae Lee
Nickname: Rainbow (preferred over her name)

Age: 16
Birthday: September 2

Appearance:


Outfit/Costume:
She wears a lot of tie-dye and bright colors, peace sign necklaces, and skirts or dresses that are flowy and make her feel free.

Powers:
Empathy
Portal Creation
Astral Projection

Personality: Rainbow is a complete and total flower child. She is all about peace and love and would honestly hardly hurt a fly, let alone an actual person. She is friendly and a huge peace keeper. It is very hard to do, but occasionally, she loses her temper. Her mood is the exact opposite of what it usually is and she isn't afraid to severely hurt someone.

History: Rainbow was born to demon parents who didn't want her, so they randomly dumped her on someone's porch. These people happened to be a lovely fairy couple who took her in with open arms. A demon raised by fairy parents. She grew up with love and happiness, never once taking it for granted. Nothing ever really happened in her life, until the one day she lost her temper. She discovered that a bunch of kids were picking on her little sister, who she was incredibly close to, and something inside her snapped. One boy ended up dying, one disappeared completely, and the others were sent to the hospital. Once she came to her senses, she instantly regretted it and knew she had to find someplace that could help keep that side hidden completely and untapped. Or at least control it better. So she came to Groversdale in hopes they could help.

Family:
Mother & Father- Unknown demons
Adoptive Mother- Willow Lee
Adoptive Father- Cloud Lee
Adoptive Little Sister- Blossom Lee

Likes:
Love
Peace
Rainbows

Dislikes:
Being a demon
Losing her temper
Things that disturb peace

Other:

[bee]

Name: Chariot Nine
Nickname: Riot, Rio
Age: 562
Appears: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance:



Powers:
Temporary Paralysis Infliction
Demon Form
Immortal [Kind of. He can heal, but when a wound gets to great he 'dies', sending him back to Hell until he has the strength to live again]
Enhanced Combat
Black Lightening [Takes a lot of energy and is very hard to summon, so he barely ever uses it. Like, ever. Ever ever]
Can summon a chariot pulled by Aithon, Phlogios, Konabos and Phobos, the four horses that, in myth, drew Ares' chariot. [ He cannot summon them as this power was the one designed specifically to bring down Lucifer. Naturally, it was taken from him.]

Personality:
Riot is cocky and self-entitled. He is a guy who doesn't like rules and has a bad habit of breaking them. Riot takes whatever he wants, but doesn't expect it to be handed to him on a silver platter or to be easy at all. So he will fight for whatever his goal is. Sly and a flirt, Riot is known for making out with really any species, almost any age, and definitely any gender. Riot is a sadist who gets off on others pain, so he loves hurting people.

Likes: Breaking rules, storms, naps, fighting, Dakota Rose, other's pain

Dislikes: Teachers, being trapped, insults to himself, sluts, anything too easy.

History:
Chariot Nine was one of ten- the ninth one to be created, hence his given last name. Chariot was created, not born, by a very crazy demon, considered mental even for a devilspawn. (See Family for the others created). Why were they created? The 10 were made for the sole purpose of defeating himself and then aiding their master in his reign.
They were extremely powerful all together, sure. And even by themselves they are very formidable foe.
But against Lucifer? The King of Hell? None except those before him would be able to accomplish the feat of destruction, or even imprisonment.
They launched the attack after some years training, the plan was to send everyone in except the chariot rider and the assassin. They would be the second wave. For Chariot and Sin, this was a blessing, as that is the reason they are still alive today. They were found later, but as they had not attacked Satan, they were given a much lighter punishment to their comrades. That doesn't mean it was an easy escape either.
Chariot and Sin were forced into 555 years of gruesome and intense slavery as the lowest ranking of Demons. For 552 years Rio did hard labor. He was defiant, of course, but not as much as Sin. On their 500th year Sin was transported to worse work as punishment as killing a higher demon who had tried to use him for... His body. When 552 years were up Rio was sent above to finish his sentence by his sector master (A sector master control a certain amount of demon slaves). Whether this was a mercy or yet more punishment, Rio has yet to determine.

Family: Their last names are based off of what order they were made in.
Brother- Assassin Seven (alive)
Lancer, Ace, Fyre, Boe, Rider, Shadow, Sin, Star, Chariot, and Magyk.
Creator- Deceased
Presumed Dead- Lancer One, Ace Two, Fyre Three, Boe Four, Rider Five, Shadow Six, Star Eight, Magyk Ten.

[[deleted user]]

↬ |Name| Assassin Seven
↬ |Nickname| Sin
↬ |Age|
↬ |Chronological| 562 Years
↬ |Physical| 19
↬ |Gender| Male
↬ |Sexuality| Bisexual
↬ |Masculinity| ★☆
↬ |Femininity| ★☆
↬ |Species | Demon [Created]
↬ |Appearance |



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↬ |Abilities|
↬ |Supernatural|
❖ Enhanced Condition
❖ Enhanced Combat
❖ Accessible Demon Form (Abilities unknown; This form is contained for the most part)
❖ Hellfire
❖ Sin Embodiment
↬ |Natural|
❖ Singing
❖ History
❖ Anger Management
↬ |Personality and History|

→ You think you might cross over/ You're caught between the Devil and the deep blue sea/
Sin was created, made from who knows what, by a Demon who plotted to take over the underworld. It was a doomed mission from the beginning. Sin and his nine other brothers were made to be both the ones who ended Lucifer's life and the ones to protect the next king-Their creator.
The first wave was sent in, a total of eight of the brothers. To their credit, they did get close to their goal, apart from the fact that, you know, Lucifer was all of them combined... times three.
With little more than a hit and a slap the King of Hell sent all eight brothers to be tortured for eternity, and their creator... Let's just say one of few entrances to hell got a new skeleton doorframe soon after the delusional demon was caught.
Sin and the only other surviving brother, Chariot, were found not long after the defeat, waiting anxiously for the signal to attack. Needless to say it never came. Lucifer, who had spent most of his anger on the first wave, let the two of lightly.
Not out of kindness, of course, but because he simply could not be bothered with them.
The warriors were sentenced with 555 years as the lowest slaves of the underworld, performing as expendable mercenaries and doing hard labor. That part was okay. The real torture was the demons in high ranks, pretty much all of them, could do anything they liked to the two brothers. 500 Years passed without any extreme incidents. Then a Demon decided that Sin would be a hot lay. Sin was having none of it. Even with his powers dimmed Sin ended up killing the assaulter. It turns out it was rather high ranking demon, much to Sin's misfortune. The demon's colleagues came to punish Sin, resulting in an epic fight.
The result was Sin being forced into the river Lethe.



→ Save some face, you know you've only got one/ Change your ways/ While you're young.
Sin was 'Reborn' as a young teenager, lost on a farm in a small town. The woman who owned the farm found him beside the barn, bleeding profusely from the temple and laying there dazed. She was polite, but not especially kind, and got quite annoyed when, upon questioning the boy, found he could only remember one thing about himself and where he came from. His name. She could not keep Sin, but knew a couple in tow who had adopted once and wanted another.
Soon Sin was settled down with Ally and Herord Ifans, along with their adopted fourteen year old daughter Tessa. The two children were left alone during the day to play on the farm and go into town from ten in the morning until three in the afternoon, having to complete their chores from six in the morning when they awoke until ten, and then at three they would be home-schooled until dinner at seven thrity.
After spending a few months with her, Sin started to love Tessa. Not in a sexual or romantic way, but as a sibling, friend and that little something more.
Sin was angry, frustrated and more than a little annoyed for his first year on the farm, but Tessa took it upon herself to teach this boy kindness and love, but not manners. That's what their parents wee there for.
By the end of two years Sin could smile and laugh and joke with ease, a contrast to his either angry or indifferent self at first.
It was his sixteenth birthday (They had given him an age and birth as seemed according) when everything went downhill.

→ Change came in disguise as revelation/ Set his soul on fire/ She said she always knew he's come around.
Even after Tessa had taught him laughter, happiness and empathy Sin was still not quite right. He was still too... bad. Whenever Tessa was not around Son could be downright nasty, and living in a small town, everyone knew this. Everybody knew it was Sin who had drowns old woman Josie's cat, Angel, after it has scratched him and Tessa.
They knew he was the one who had let Farmer Bluffs horses loose after he had sold Sin's family a sick horse for almost double the normal price, only for it to drop dead a few days after it had been bought.
Most had witnessed when young Tylah had accidentally bumped into Sin as he ran past, to which Sin slugged him across the jaw and kicked him in the gut twice while the younger boy was down.
'Something's off about that boy' they would say. 'It was a bad idea to keep him'.
After an uneventful but otherwise pleasant day moving the livestock to better pastures, the family of four settled into their beds for the night. Sin's dreams went from their usually random colours and Tessa-involved adventures across the farm to memories not quite his own. A familiar laugh. A remembered accent, not from any country on earth.
Sin awoke with a start to the smell of smoke and the feeling of an uncomfortable heat. Fire was liking at his and Tessa's beds. With a startled yell. not bothering to wonder why the flames were not hurting him, he leapt out of his bed and over to Tessa, dragging the now awake and quickly suffocating girl out of the house. He turned to go back in for their parents, but two blood-chilling screams pierced the crackling noise of the inferno that used to be a house.
Ally and Herord's forms stumbled blindly out of what used to be the doorframe, but they were to late. Their charred and melted bodies fell silent not moments later as they fell dead, Herords feet still being touched by flame.
Sin watched in horror, before realizing that behind him in the grass Tessa was not sobbing like he had previously thought. She was gasping scratchily and trying to cough, attempting to clear her lungs and just breath.
Sin rushed to her side, eyes wide and soothing words automatically falling from his lips. Tessa shushed him weakly, shutting him up.
'I love you Sin. I do. Be good, please. I know you' she broke off, hacking as her poisoned lungs tried to get oxygen. Sin attempted to shush her, but she knew she would be gone soon anyway. 'I know you are awful when I'm not around. Don't be bad. Don't be... Don't..." This time she stopped it was not to cough or wheeze. She took one, final, seemingly perfect inhale and went still, something akin to a sigh leaving her open mouth as her heart failed and she went limp.
Sin had to leave. He knew he would be blamed. Hew was the wicked foundling, the child who's family had burned while he didn't have a blemish on him. So he fled. He left the town... he got as far as a river he had not seen before when something hit him.
'Do ya know how long it took us to be findin ya?' the voice from his nightmares rasped out. 'Ye don't even remember who'm you are, do yar?'
Sin blinked as images rushed into his head. Flames. Brothers. Father. Slavery. The Devil. Fighting.Cold... A river?
Everything rushed back, whipping Sin's mind into an unmanageable frenzy. He blacked out.

The voice, as it turns out, was not that of one of the colleagues. It was of a demon sent to bring Sin back to Hell so he could start the last leg of his slavery. Satan did not want him back in case he made trouble, so he was to be sent to a school to learn to live either above ground or to become a noble in Hell.
Sin has yet to decide which it will be.

→ The human's blame us and our King for evil when, really, they are doing fine on their owns. Prostitutes. Drugs. Pollution. McDonalds...

Sin's got a strange personality. Almost... indescribable. He can be laid back... Usually he is. Othertimes he can be true to his origins and be angrier than a Vampire who hasn't fed in years.
More often than not he is peaceful, although he has been known to start a fight for no reason.
Quite often he is kind, talkative and friendly, which is strange for a Demon you might say. Especially considering his past. But he took Tessa's words to heart.
But in his own complicated way he is quite simple. Keep him happy and he is on your side. Annoy him and he will kill you while keeping a resting face.
A big problem is that Sin tends to love easily, and while he can take regection, as soon as someone plays him he can change very quickly into something very fitting of the title 'Satan's muderer' even though... Well, even though he didn't get so far as the throne room. Leave him alone >:I
↬ |Likes|
✔ Sleeping
✔ Conversing with others
✔ Most people
✔ Summer
✔ Spider-man
✔ Music
✔ His ipod + headphones
✔ Tumblr
✔ Flower Crowns
✔ Explosions
✔ Fairy Tails

↬ |Dislikes|
✘ Ice (And other Cold inducing items)
✘ Holy Powers
✘ Witches
✘ Pollution
✘ Make-up (When Over-used)
✘ Coffee
✘ Locks
✘ Water
✘ 'Snarky Snooty Goody Goods'
✘ Winter
✘ Animals in clothing
✘ Ignorant humans
✘ Lawyers (Most businessmen, really)
↬ |Family|
↬ |Other|
CHARACTER MUSIC-
|They say the Devils water
It ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while|
(view spoiler)[ KEY WORDS
My hobby- TUMBLR
Animal- Tame Lion
Element- Darkness (Both terrifying and a comfort)
Problem- Drugs
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[Hinoko]

Demon Name: Moeru On'na
Human Name: Hinoko Ichita Seiko

Age/Birthday: 17, April 25, 1997

Appearance:






Hair: Red
Eyes: Black with red flecks
Weight: 113.7
Height: 5'1
Others: pentagram tattoo on the inside of her right knee

Demon Form:


Outfit/Costume: Just a long long-sleeved green shirt

Powers: pyrokinesis, can turn into a fox

Personality: Hinoko is very shy and sensitive, but once you get to know her you see that she is really childish, playful, and extremely flamboyant. She loves toys such as dolls and such. She also loves all things shiny and/or sparkly. She also craves attention. She wants to be held and pet and told that she is loved.. Because nobody ever does..

History: Hinoko Seiko never knew who her real parents were. Until one night, while sleeping, Hinoko had a nightmare in her human foster parents' house and burst into flames. She jumped up trying not to touch anything but it was too late, the house was already burning. The house burn down, killing her foster parents. A large white fox appeared and she followed it into the woods, where the fox turned into a woman. Then, out came a man holding a torch. She discovered then that she was the unholy spawn of the kitsune Hua-yang and the fallen arch angel Xaphan, the demon who tended the fires of hell. They sent her here to keep her safe.

Family:
- Mizunoha Seiko, foster mother, deceased
-Misutonosō Seiko, foster father, deceased
-Aoi honō/ Osenoko, biological twin sister
-Hua-yang, biological mother
-Xaphan, biological father

Likes:
-Fire
-Nature
-Shiny/Sparkly things
-Butterflies
-Burning the wings off of fairies
-Dragons
Dislikes:
-Water
-Metal
-Fairies
Other:

[[deleted user]]

♂Death♂
♂Evan♂
♂Meridure♂

⌚July 29, 1994⌚
⌚ 19 ⌚

✹Powers✹:
*Dark Fire Manipulation: (view spoiler)[The user is able to manipulate dark flames, both in nature and color (usually black), which is inextinguishable by normal means. The flames are also far more intense than normal flames, they can incinerate anything to the point of leaving absolutely no byproduct (not even ashes), and even smother and "burn" normal fire and water. Dark flames do not just burn, they can incinerate everything, even normal flames. (hide spoiler)] (Hasn't used yet; gift from Satan for his sixteenth birthday)
☠Death-Force Manipulation: (view spoiler)[User can create, shape and manipulate the essence of Death, which is present in all mortals throughout the universe and is the opposite power of Life-Force Manipulation; whereas Life-Force is the essence which allows life to flourish, Death-Force is that which causes things to wither, rot, weaken, and eventually die. They can sense and manipulate the essence that allows Death, Destruction, Decay, and Corruption to exist throughout the universe, allowing them to control decayed matter or to request assistance from the dead. (hide spoiler)]
*Enhanced Combat
*Shadow Mimicry: (view spoiler)[User is made up of or can transform their body completely into shadows. Users transformed form can be either anatomically identical to their normal form, aside of being made of shadow, in which case it contains all to organs and is somewhat vulnerable to attacks. Alternately user can transform into homogenous matter, without any part of their form being more important than the other. The user can assume a 2D form, extend outward to become a larger shadow, blend into shadows completely, or even teleport through them.
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-Darkness Manipulation: (view spoiler)[User can create, shape and manipulate darkness and shadows. By itself, darkness is mostly used to cloud everything into total darkness, but by accessing a dimension of dark energy it can be channeled to a variety of effects, both as an absence of light and a solid substance: one can also control and manipulate the beings that exist there, create and dispel shields and areas of total darkness, create constructs and weapons, teleport one's self through massive distances via shadows, etc. (hide spoiler)]

Demon
☠Satan's Assistant; Trainer of Demons; Keeper of Demon Babies (born in Hell); Student at Groversdale; Barnes and Noble Employee☠

Appearance:

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Attire:

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Characteristic Traits/Personality:
*Arrogant
*Displeased
*Hateful
*"Bitchy"
-Sweet to his daughter
-Proud of his daughter
-Accepting of his daughter
-"A good man" when he's with his daughter

History:
Death was born in the Underworld, a place that some people think is Hell, but is actually a level above it. The Underworld is home to all the baby demons and the people that care for them. Death was originally supposed to be named Michael Evan Meridure, but Satan made a little visit to the Underworld to visit his child Ian. When he saw "Michael", he pointed at him and said, "Death." Then, he left the Underworld with little Ian in his hands. Michelle Meridure, Death's mother, changed her mind immediately and named him Death Evan Meridure. It was strange. At the age of four, Death moved from the Underworld to Hell. (His mother died a day later.) He trained with Ian and the other demons that were around his age. He outranked them all with his abilities. He moved up into a high level of training, and at the age of seven, he was training with the teenagers. At the age of thirteen, Death started training demons, finished with his own training. At the age of fifteen, he started to take care of children in the Underworld. During the same year, he visited the surface of the earth and met Anna Leigh Jones. Things went downhill for him there, having a soft spot for the love of his life. Anna's death was caused by Marium Priss and Katlynn Nixon. It was more Marium than it was Katlynn, though. Anyways, Satan sent Death to live in Groversdale. He has been living in Metropolitan Groversdale since he was seventeen, watching everyone and taking note of their skills and abilities. Norlem Myte and his group of demons have just arrived at Groversdale, thinking they're the ones in charge of the attack, but Death is going to take over it very soon. He has just joined Groversdale as a student.

✅Likes✅:
✅Death (not himself)
✅Mallie
✅Pain

❎Dislikes❎:
❎Marium and Katlynn (also everyone else in the world)
❎Blonde girls
❎Boring books

♥Bisexual♥
♥Had a child at the age of sixteen to Anna Leigh Jones♥
♥Married at the age of seventeen to Anna Leigh Meridure♥
۵Lost his wife at age seventeen۵
۵Slept with several women and men to get rid of the pain (didn't work)۵

Family:
Mother: Michelle
Wife: Anna
Daughter: Mallie
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[Mysti]

Name: Caralynn (view spoiler)[She can’t remember anything else (hide spoiler)]

Age: Appears to be 20
Birthday: Uh…her favorite day is September 4th, so she’s just going with that

Appearance:


Outfit/Costume:



Powers:
Illusions (view spoiler)[User can create and manipulate illusions, causing people to see, hear, touch, smell and/or taste things which do not actually exist or cause them to perceive things differently from what they truly are (hide spoiler)]
Teleportation (view spoiler)[User can move somewhere without physically traveling: user thinks of a destination and can appear there at will. User’s molecules may travel at light-speed (hide spoiler)]
Shadow Camouflage (view spoiler)[User is able to become undetectable as long as they are in darkness or shadow (hide spoiler)]

Personality: Caralynn comes off cold and uncaring. That’s only because she doesn’t want to get to know anyone while she is still confused about her past. She hates that she can’t remember anything. She distances herself from everyone as she tries everything she can to remember. She comes off a little snappy when people first try to talk to her. If people keep trying to talk to her, she ignores them completely.

History: She can’t remember a single thing about her past, except the fact that her first name is Caralynn. Everything else is long forgotten. She just woke up one day in her dorm at Groversdale with no memories.

Family:
All unknown

Likes:
Chocolate
The Victorian ages
Once Upon a Time
Horror movies
Pain
Singing

Dislikes:
Not remembering anything
Most people
Any kind of crowd
Books

Other:

[Corvus]

Name: Cruor Sampson

Age: 17

Birthday: august eighth

Appearance:

Outfit/Costume: And jeans.

Powers: Bio-Devestation: can kill plants with a touch can even destroy cells in a human body.
Illusion: He can force people to see what he wants them to see. They have to look him in the eye first.


Personality: He is quiet yet friendly. It usually seems as though he has no emotions but he holds them inside of his heart so they dont show on his face. He does not cry at the loss of a friend or loved one but is instead given a scar within him that he holds for years.

History: He was born in the underworld and sent to earth to be raised as a normal human boy. His father was a drunk and beat his mother. his mother eventually commited suicde and his father turned on him. His father beat him and blamed him for his mothers death. He soon murdered his father and ran away.

Family: Mother - Claire - Deceased.
Father - Gabriel - Deceased
Brother - Unknown - Unknown

Likes: Being around people, silence, other people being happy

Dislikes: Hatred, loud noises.

Other: He has at least four pet rocks...

[rimskur]

First Name: Miller
Middle Name: Eric
Last Name: Jennings

Date of Birth: November 21
Age: 19

Appearance:



Face Claim: Unknown

Powers:
°Power Augmentation: The ability to enhance the powers of oneself or others. The user can power up the abilities of themselves or others' so that they can reach high level mastery and control instantaneously.

Characteristic Traits/Personality:
°Aggressive
°Haughty
°Charismatic
°Cocky
°Challenging
°Debonair
°Suave
°Refined
°Idealistic
°Observant

History:

Born and raised in the depths of Hell, three little demons were taught all of the same ideals as every other demon child was in the neighborhoods around them. Humans were bad and inferior to them. Along with humans, came all of the breeds such as werewolves, vampires, witches, mutants, benders, and faeries. They believed that if you weren't born from the purest lines of those species, that those creatures were less than them. It was the ideals passed down to them, that they were mistakes and that because a human was involved with a werewolf or that a human had been drained of their blood and turned, that they were unpure and didn't deserve their powers. Only the originals could be accepted. The Jennings were a pure line of demons with no interrupting lines from humans or any other species. There was controversy among the other demons about these facts, considering that maybe these creatures didn't deserve their powers. Considering this information, the family chose to be neutral though they were swaying towards the side that credited that those that were not pure were inferior. Eventually, it began more than gossip among the demons and a full out issue. The Jennings parentals made the decision to flee from Hell and join the humans on Earth. It disgusted them so they opted to living at Groversdale so that they could live among supernatural creatures rather than the most inferior humans. All children are attending Groversdale Academy, learning more about their fellow classmates and about themselves, giving them other ideals about the purity of supernatural creatures as well as humans.

Family:
-Mother: Marly Jennings
-Father: Richard Jennings
-Brother: Ryan Jennings
-Sister: Iris Jennings

Interests/Likes:
°Soccer
°Plaid shirts
°Loud music
°Art
°Fire

Disinterests/Dislikes:
°Football
°Cliches
°Poptarts
°Cold weather
°Airplanes

Other:

[rimskur]

First Name: Ryan
Middle Name: Michael
Last Name: Jennings

Date of Birth: June 29
Age: 18

Appearance:




Face Claim: Joshua Brand

Powers:
°Self Detonation: The power to let loose an explosion from their body and potentially recover afterward

Characteristic Traits/Personality:
°Protective
°Open
°Philosophical
°Genuine
°Humble
°Intelligent
°Amicable
°Modest
°Selfless
°Respectable

History:

Born and raised in the depths of Hell, three little demons were taught all of the same ideals as every other demon child was in the neighborhoods around them. Humans were bad and inferior to them. Along with humans, came all of the breeds such as werewolves, vampires, witches, mutants, benders, and faeries. They believed that if you weren't born from the purest lines of those species, that those creatures were less than them. It was the ideals passed down to them, that they were mistakes and that because a human was involved with a werewolf or that a human had been drained of their blood and turned, that they were unpure and didn't deserve their powers. Only the originals could be accepted. The Jennings were a pure line of demons with no interrupting lines from humans or any other species. There was controversy among the other demons about these facts, considering that maybe these creatures didn't deserve their powers. Considering this information, the family chose to be neutral though they were swaying towards the side that credited that those that were not pure were inferior. Eventually, it began more than gossip among the demons and a full out issue. The Jennings parentals made the decision to flee from Hell and join the humans on Earth. It disgusted them so they opted to living at Groversdale so that they could live among supernatural creatures rather than the most inferior humans. All children are attending Groversdale Academy, learning more about their fellow classmates and about themselves, giving them other ideals about the purity of supernatural creatures as well as humans.

Family:
-Mother: Marly Jennings
-Father: Richard Jennings
-Brother: Miller Jennings
-Sister:Iris Jennings

Interests/Likes:
°Football
°Books
°Outdoors
°Kayaking
°Girls

Disinterests/Dislikes:
°Death
°Hell
°Other demons
°Dishonesty
°Fish

Other:

[rimskur]

First Name: Iris
Middle Name: Caroline
Last Name: Jennings

Date of Birth: September 12
Age: 17

Appearance:



Face Claim: Unknown

Powers:
°Reality Warping: The ability to manipulate reality. Users can create, change, destroy, or even alter reality just by thinking about it.

Characteristic Traits/Personality:
°Insensitive
°Argumentive
°Idealistic
°Stubborn
°Realistic
°Intuitive
°Liberal
°Eloquent
°Daring
°Curious

History:

Born and raised in the depths of Hell, three little demons were taught all of the same ideals as every other demon child was in the neighborhoods around them. Humans were bad and inferior to them. Along with humans, came all of the breeds such as werewolves, vampires, witches, mutants, benders, and faeries. They believed that if you weren't born from the purest lines of those species, that those creatures were less than them. It was the ideals passed down to them, that they were mistakes and that because a human was involved with a werewolf or that a human had been drained of their blood and turned, that they were unpure and didn't deserve their powers. Only the originals could be accepted. The Jennings were a pure line of demons with no interrupting lines from humans or any other species. There was controversy among the other demons about these facts, considering that maybe these creatures didn't deserve their powers. Considering this information, the family chose to be neutral though they were swaying towards the side that credited that those that were not pure were inferior. Eventually, it began more than gossip among the demons and a full out issue. The Jennings parentals made the decision to flee from Hell and join the humans on Earth. It disgusted them so they opted to living at Groversdale so that they could live among supernatural creatures rather than the most inferior humans. All children are attending Groversdale Academy, learning more about their fellow classmates and about themselves, giving them other ideals about the purity of supernatural creatures as well as humans.

Family:
-Mother: Marly Jennings
-Father: Richard Jennings
-Brother: Miller Jennings
-Brother: Ryan Jennings

Interests/Likes:
°Social Media
°Red Bandana
(view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]
°Ropes
°Heights
°Risks

Disinterests/Dislikes:
°Brother's over protectiveness
°Kind people
°Sprite
°Eggs
°Losing money

Other:

[rimskur]

First Name: Theodore
Middle Name: Sebastian
Last Name: Nott

Date of Birth: March 3
Age: 19

Appearance:



Face Claim: Unknown

Powers:
°Self Detonation: The power to let loose an explosion from their body and potentially recover afterward.
°Psionic Inundation: The ability to overload another's mind, causing pain, memory loss, lack of consciousness, vegetative state and/or death.
°Vitality Absorption: The power to absorb the health and life of others and make it one’s own.

Characteristic Traits/Personality:

Ever since I could remember,
Everything inside of me,
Just wanted to fit in (oh oh oh oh)
I was never one for pretenders,
Everything I tried to be,
Just wouldn't settle in (oh oh oh oh)

If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?
And if I seem dangerous,
Would you be scared?
I get the feeling just because
Everything I touch isn't dark enough
That this problem lies in me

I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger.

Can I clear my conscience,
If I'm different from the rest,
Do I have to run and hide? (oh oh oh oh)
I never said that I want this,
This burden came to me,
And it's made its home inside (oh oh oh oh)

If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?
And if I seem dangerous,
Would you be scared?
I get the feeling just because,
Everything I touch isn't dark enough
That this problem lies in me

I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger.

I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger

History:

Deep in the fiery pits of Hell, a somewhat pleasant family lived among the other demons. Friendly with the Jennings, they too were submitted in the dilemma to choose between right and wrong. (view spoiler)[Born and raised in the depths of Hell, three little demons were taught all of the same ideals as every other demon child was in the neighborhoods around them. Humans were bad and inferior to them. Along with humans, came all of the breeds such as werewolves, vampires, witches, mutants, benders, and faeries. They believed that if you weren't born from the purest lines of those species, that those creatures were less than them. It was the ideals passed down to them, that they were mistakes and that because a human was involved with a werewolf or that a human had been drained of their blood and turned, that they were unpure and didn't deserve their powers. Only the originals could be accepted. The Jennings were a pure line of demons with no interrupting lines from humans or any other species. There was controversy among the other demons about these facts, considering that maybe these creatures didn't deserve their powers. Considering this information, the family chose to be neutral though they were swaying towards the side that credited that those that were not pure were inferior. Eventually, it began more than gossip among the demons and a full out issue. The Jennings parentals made the decision to flee from Hell and join the humans on Earth. It disgusted them so they opted to living at Groversdale so that they could live among supernatural creatures rather than the most inferior humans. All children are attending Groversdale Academy, learning more about their fellow classmates and about themselves, giving them other ideals about the purity of supernatural creatures as well as humans. (hide spoiler)] The family was to take similar actions when their youngest son's, Theodore, friends showed up, driven mad by the influence around them. They were attempting to keep the Notts from leaving. Theo, still not under complete control of his growing powers, attempted to keep his friends away but ended up only triggering his time bomb. In the next seconds, he blew up, taking away his friends and family with him. He ended up fine, but his family had been killed under his explosion. They weren't dead. But they weren't alive either. Once he escaped to Groversdale, he figured that those demons that were killed in Hell were merely stocked away unless someone of higher ranking wished to bring them back. His mission was to do just that.

Family:
-Mother: Mia Nott
-Father: Avery Nott
-Brother: Liam Nott
-Sister: Daphne Nott

Interests/Likes:
°Hair
°Fire
°Explosions
°Mentos
°Pepsi

Disinterests/Dislikes:
°Coke
°Peanut Butter
°Biology
°Emotions
°Honesty

Other:

[[deleted user]]

Name: Vuk Animus

Age/Birthday: 16; 12/24

Appearance:

The hair is longer and blond, but eh. His eyes are known to change colour, (near magic and great power), from the regular blue to a strong violet.
Outfit/Costume: Usually found in:

If it's cold, you will find him in:


Powers:
Earth powers: (from the strongest to the weakest)
Controlling/Manipulating/Transforming earth elements (dirt, sand, stone, glass, gems, crystals, quicksand, ext.)
Creating earth elements
Plant control, and creation
Healing with the help of earth like elements
Vuk has been known to train with other elements, but may have problems with them. (Elements like: aura and fire)
Personality: Vuk's personality has been formed many times, many more then it has been broken down. He has a temper, a short one at that. If angered, he may hurt someone, destroy something or do other damaging and threatening actions. This isn't his fault (most of the time), as his powers are led by his emotions, not his mind.
Otherwise, he likes people like he likes his coffee. He doesn't like coffee. He is very shy (unless you are his friend), and is known to stay away from others his age. You will find him looking for older or younger students, or staying alone and reading, writing, and sketching. One might find him in his room, doing the same, or just relaxing on his laptop.
If he finds a love interest, or just a simple crush, he will avoid the person as not to reveal his interest, by blushing. A lot.
He can hold a grudge, for a long time. He shall avoid, humiliate, or/and hurt whoever has hurt him, and then he shall avoid some more.
History:
Vuk has a dark history. He passed a very long depression thanks to the people around him, not including most of his family. Several times his emotions and powers got the best of him and injured more then a few of those people, and captured Vuk between regret and happiness. As the depression grew ever stronger, his personality faded away, and left only darkness and holes. After a few psychiatrists, school changes, and a baby sister, and a few more years, his confidence and personality built up again, but alas, they were not the same as before.
Family:
Mother: Alexandra Witt (37)
Father: John Animus (41)
Sister: Eleanor Witt (2)
Likes:
Books
Music
Video Games
His laptop
Warm Drinks (Tea, and hot chocolite,... etc)
THE INTERNET
Tumblr
Roleplaying Websites
Learning
Writing
Sketching
Dislikes:
Most people
... just like his coffee
Chatting
People

[[deleted user]]

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❇"I'm actually not all that mean. I just choose to be this way so that people will look at me and say, 'Don't mess with that girl.'"❇

❇N̵a̶m̶e̷❇: Malvolia Courtney Breanna Gadder
❇N̶i̶c̸k̶n̶a̷m̸e̵/̸P̶r̷e̵f̶e̸r̵r̸e̸d̶ ̵N̷a̷m̶e̷❇: Malvolia
❇A̷g̶e̵/̷B̴i̴r̷t̷h̴d̴a̷y̷❇: 19, July 9

❇~ℳαℓṽøłḯα~ℳαℓṽøłḯα~ℳαℓṽøłḯα~ℳαℓṽøłḯα~ℳαℓṽøłḯα~ℳαℓṽøłḯα~ℳαℓṽøłḯα~❇

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❇A̶p̶p̸e̵a̷r̷a̵n̴c̷e̸❇: (view spoiler)[❇Georgie Henley❇ (hide spoiler)]




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❇S̶p̶e̴c̷i̵e̶s̸❇: Demon
❇C̷l̷a̷s̷s̴❇: Student at Groversdale

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❇P̶o̴w̵e̷r̴s̴❇:
❇Demonic Energy Manipulation: (view spoiler)[Users can manipulate energies with/of/from demonic origin. They would be able to do all kinds of unholy things with their unique type of energy. Things like creating blasts to viscous monsters of devilish energy. Users would be able to summon evil spirits, through ritual use of the energy. (hide spoiler)]
❇Paradox Manipulation: (view spoiler)[The user is able to surpass and ignore the laws of reality, logic, common sense, etc, making them able to cause anything to happen or not happen. (hide spoiler)]

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❇P̶e̶r̷s̵o̷n̵a̴l̶i̵t̷y̴❇:
❇Loyal and Loving to those she trusts
❇Calm
❇A little reckless
❇Impatient
❇Awkward (Socially)
❇Aggressive
❇Rude
❇Hardheaded and Determined

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❇H̸i̸s̷t̴o̷r̸y̷❇:
Megan Fledgling and Gregory Alexander met in Hell the night before Megan was supposed to go to California and capture one of Satan's sons, Kaiden, to bring him back and allow his father to give him his demonic powers. They had sex, and she went on. She didn't return until two months after she had Gregory's child. Upon her return, she discovered that Gregory had given up his demonic ways to live his life as a human and went to live in Japan. The child that was born was named Hamlin Fledgling. Sixteen years later, Megan married a man in Utah named Garret Gadder whom she had Malvolia with. Hamlin took care of his little sister for a few years with his parents. At the age of twenty, Hamlin moved away to live his own life. Malvolia hasn't seen her brother since (until she moved to Groversdale and saw him with his wife Chrono). Malvolia was left with her father because her mother wanted to explore the world and find other demons to feed off of (she fed off of demonic souls). Malvolia was still kind, but her father taught her not to get too close to people because they could and would break her heart. He also taught her how to fight and how to use her powers in a more successful way. He took her around to talk to the most powerful demons, including Death, Marium, and Katlynn. They practiced each and every day. Finally, her father decided that she was ready to go to Groversdale and learn about other species and learn from two of the most powerful demons ever recorded in history that just appeared recently, Rune and Rin. Her father's plan is for Malvolia to become the most powerful demon in the world and wipe out all demons. He's a man that just wants peace in the world and doesn't think that demons will help with that task. The only reason why he married Megan was to put his plan in motion with their child.

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❇F̷a̴m̴i̴l̶y̸❇:
❇Half-brother: Hamlin

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❇L̵i̵k̴e̷s̸❇:
❇Death, Marium, and Katlynn
❇Mallie (Death's daughter)
❇Dimentio, Nuka, Hatter, and Rin
❇Rune
❇Hot guys
❇Dancing
❇Learning
❇Fighting
❇Chocolate
❇Eating souls

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❇D̷i̵s̵l̷i̴k̷e̶s̸❇:
❇Preps
❇Norlem and Shaytan
❇Being challenged (likes the challenge, though)

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❇O̶t̶h̵e̴r̵❇: *Saved for Diana*

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[Actual Nishinoya]

Name: Remi Anuron

Age: 16

Birthday: October 4th

Appearance:



Outfit/Costume:

Remi tends to dress casually, although for special occasions, she'll wear something more formal.





Powers:

Remi's power, although not very helpful in a fight, can be both useful and disturbing. She has something called a Death Sense, which is a specific form of precognition.

Death Sense causes her to be aware of every death that occurs or will occur to a person within a fifty-mile radius. She is shown the person's face, name, and originally determined lifespan, as well as they way he or she dies or will die. The more her power develops, the farther her reach becomes. This makes her very useful in battlefield situations, when it's necessary to keep track of casualties. Another advantage of Death Sense is that depending on the situation, she may be able to contact the person who will die, and prevent it from happening.

Unfortunately, her power does not come without its drawbacks. When the death that occurs is a violent death, she will experience half the pain the victim felt during his or her experience, more or less so in the moments after depending on the number of people who mourn the deceased person. This only occurs with humans, however; though she can sense the deaths of animals as well, it has no effect. She cannot die from 'experiencing' another's violent death, but the pain can be unbearable when the death is especially torturous.

Remi also has heightened senses, something that many demons possess. This means that during combat, she's able to have a general idea of what her opponent will do next. Her speed and strength are exceptional, and she's certainly difficult to beat in a fight. She's not very resilient, however.

Personality:

Remi, for the most part, is a quiet student. She tends to think over her every action, worrying about both other peoples' opinions and her own safety. Though she has a plan for most situations, and is always very well-prepared, she doesn't like to make snap decisions and is often very hesitant. This gives her a disadvantage both on and off the battlefield, and an advantage in the classroom. She keeps most of her opinions to herself, but she pays a lot of attention to what the people around her are doing, taking note of what to do and what not to do.

History:

When Remi was born, she was immediately spirited away to Earth; she was meant to grow up amid a certain family of humans, and report back to her real parents after a certain number of years. The family took in the child just as planned, but unfortunately for Remi, they discovered her identity almost immediately. Knowing it would throw off the demons behind her deliverance, they never told her of her powers or her true identity. After her time was up, the demons came to retrieve her, hoping to learn about the family that was under suspicion; however, the couple turned the tables on them. As qualified demon hunters, they easily defeated Remi's parents, and finally explained to her why she'd been experiencing chronic pains for so many years, and why she often knew when someone would die before it actually occurred. They knew of a place where they could send her, and they did so immediately.

Family:
"Mother": Esther Anuron
"Father": Terrence Anuron

Likes:
~Reading
~Silence
~Class
~Humans

Dislikes:
~Pain
~Death
~Choices
~Demons



Other: N/A