Roleplay characters.

I know...

He may turn up later, and acctually, it doesn't really matter who controlls him if neccesary, so though I may write for him the most, he can be a more or less 'open character' meaning you can post from his point of view if neccesary.

God (in general, not a particular god, just a god figure so as not to offend anybody)

Well he's god, take him as that, and let his true character unravel in the story.

ha, death and god. this should be fun.

Okay, my charrie...

Name: Thera Astaroth
Age: 17
Country: England
Languages: English, Latin.
Hieght: 5'6
Hair: Halfway down her back, black, and with a short fringe.
Eyes: dark brown, with a ring of amber around the iris.
Skin: slightly tanned.
Description: Thera lived deep in the forest with her grandma, one day her Grandma dissapeared, Thera was four, and she went out to look for her, she got lost, and spent the night in the wilderness, in the morning she happened accross a mother wolf and her three cubs, Thera, not knowing any different played with the cubs, and soon forgot about her Grandma. Eventuall she became half wild, her incisors grew sharper, her eyes keener, and her hearing acute. One of the wolf cubs became like her twin, and they were inseprable, and as they grew older, they began to read each others minds, and talk through them. Thera was found by a woodsman, when she was 10, he tried to make her civilised, but in the end gave up, instead, he took her, and the wolf that was forever to her side, to the wise woman of the forest, who knew how to handle such things, and taught her how to speak, and also passed on all her knowledge. Then the old lady died, and Thera, completely heartbroken to be bereft of the old lady who had looked after her for 6 years, took once again to the forest, her wolf at her side.
The wolf's name is Valentine, he is lean, and tall, and jet black. Coming past Thera's waist when he stands up, They have exactly the same eyes, and facial expression.
The telepathy they have is quite strong, they basically have a connextion that is unbreakable.

Extra info: Thera is good at fighting, she uses everything she can, teeth, nails, fists, everything. She wears leather briches that come to her knee, a sleeveless cotton top, and a sleeveless leather jerkin. She also has a small red cloak with a deep hood. And a knife. she goes barefoot, and has never worn shoes before.

Can a person have more charries than one?

i think so, me and admin do

Yes you may. *Smiles*

Ok! Posting a new one as soon as the internet decides to speed up.

There. Geez

General Information:
Name: Rafael Lachrimae
Alias: Rafael
Age: 17
Country: USA
Language: English

Appearance:
Hair: Black, past the ears, brushed over the eyes
Eyes: Gray eyes, dark circles underneath that imply sleep deprivation
Skin tone: Not overly pale, but he and the sun don’t get along
Height: 6”2
Figure: Thin, mostly fit from running, but doesn’t go out of his way to exercise

Other Relevant Information: A sociopath (or thinks himself one), prone to anger, and suffers from delusions of grandeur. Somehow, he's associated with Thera, but how that came to be... *shrugs* Most likely ran into her in a forest, eh? He's on the run from his family, but why and who they are is unclear. Little skill with weapons; just knows enough to get by on his own.
Wears shoes. ;]

Lovely.

Name: Caelan Jewel
Nickname: The Baby Prince
Kind of being: Lower God of Death Magick, Insanity and Blood
Age: He's lost count
Gender: Male
Languages spoken: Latin, Greek, Russian, English
Appearance: Spiky black hair, pale skin, well formed muscles, beautiful in a male way
Occupation: God
Father: Anubis
Mother: Hecate
Pets: Wolf called Dog (That's what Tuesday calls it)
Way of speaking: Soft Irish accent
Physical characteristics: Scar curving around left cheekbone where Pan tried to throw him out of the Higher Realms due to jealously
Preferred weapon: Double swords
Powers/abilities/talents: God of Death Magick, Insanity and Blood
How s/he is with other people: Distrusting
Fears: Being thrown out the Higher Realms
Faults: Is very passionate/feels too strongly about everything
Good points: As above
What s/he wants more than anything: Tuesday
Notes: Is desperately in love with Tuesday

Beautiful. However you will have to join the scene with Thera (Cat) and Raphiel (ER) and Tuesday (I), but that's okay isn't is *smiles*

Thanks ^.^
Why's would it be? How shall I start?

Your start was fine.

*wipes forehead* Phew...

Name: Odile Mae.
Gender: Female.
Etnicity: Eh.. English?
Languages: English. A few words from other languages mixed in.
Age: 17

Appearance: Messy brown hair, shoulder legnth, but short around the face. Grey-ish eyes. Pale skin.
5'6
Small build, very thin.
Dressed in tattered black jeans, equally tattered boots, vest top, grey-ish hoodie and leather gloves. Has a bow and quiver. Black fletched arrows. And a small backpack.


Abilities:
Archery. Self-deprecation (Come on, it is.)
I'll figure out what else's she's good at when I want to. Characters are better when they develop as they go. I find.

Weaknesses:
Fear of heights, tires easily in regards to things like running, but not in others, fear of people in general. ((Like I said, I'll figure it out.))

Extra info: Suffers from amnesia, only has memories as far back as two years, been living rough for a while. Bad communication skills.

((I'll. Figure. It. Out.))

Name: Morrigan Lucanda.
Gender: Female.
Country: England.
Languages: Basic English, whatever else she needed for her spells.
Age: 20

Appearance

Long, plaited raven hair, tall with a slim figure but healthy weight.
Brown eyes.
Dark red long skirt and a white blouse with a fitted brown leather underbust corset. ((May be ahead of the time but tough luck, I like corsets.))

Abilities

Was apprenticed in Wytchcraft, specialises in fortune telling, and herbs.

Weaknesses

Easily manipulated by people.

Backstory

Was brought up by a warlock elder. It means she knows some dark magic, and might sometimes lose her concept of good. She eventually escaped, realised that he was simply using her and now is homeless, on the run, looking for any job.
((I've been less than detailed because I like characters to build))

Name: Lyra (She knows no last name. Everyone in her town is known by theirs or their father's profession, so if she had a last name it would be The Cobbler's Daughter. *shrugs* )
Gender: Female.
Country: Ye Olde England.
Languages: English
Age: 19, almost 20

Appearance

Moderately long bushy blonde hair that she keeps in a bandanna, giving her the appearance of an innocent farm girl.
Crystal blue eyes.
She wears homemade clothes, not having grown with much money. Faded blue skirt with small, experimental embroiderings at the hems. The skirt meets a plain corset top strung together all the way up her chest with a long leather strip. Under the corset is a plain longsleeved tunic that might not have been designed for a lady to wear, but she makes it work.
Willowy figure, not without curves, but her plain clothing makes a person have to look twice.

Abilities

She knows a lot about shoes and clothes, exactly what's in style, and is a very accomplished seamstress. She has a way of talking that's rather like a storyteller. It draws you in.

Weaknesses

She has a very loose tongue, and her kindness betrays an innocence that can put her in danger. She's a dreamer, which can also put her in danger.

Backstory

Cobbler's daughter, longing for adventure, when suddenly... And I'll add on as it goes.