Book of Revelation

[Pogiforce-14]

The bible speaks of a day in teh future when the angels of heaven and the demons of Hell come forth to battle for supremacy of Earth. That day has come.

The fighting has already been going on for days. Desctructino rains upon the planet as the fighting continues. With each sides being immortal, it promised to continue for years to come...

But seeing this, Lucifer and God came to an agreement. Upon this transaction, their warriors became mortal, killable by the opposing side where they woudl return to their realm upon death. Now with a upcoming end to this war, it's up to you to decide who wins.

You may be either Demon, Angel, or one of a few thousand human survivors in this war. the forms are as follows.

Name:
Age: (if Demon or Angel, the age you appear to be)
Alliance: (demon, angel, human)
Powers/ skills:
Appearance:

The war continues when we have our combatants.

edit: Forgot the rules.

1. No overly powerful chars.
2. No powerplaying.
3. If human, no seriously powerful powers. Focus mainly on skills.
4. If angel or demon, no use of a power that would be considered trademark of the opposite side.

 

[Kurosaki]

Name: Askan Peerion
Age: 16
Alliance: Angel
Powers/ skills: Can channel electrical energy into any inatimate object, giving who ever touches it a shocking experience.
Appearance: 6' with blue eyes, and orange hair. He wears a black leather coat, and a pair of navy blue jeans. He is also equipped with white angel wings, and the halo.

 

[Flygon trainer]

Name: Eclipse
Age: 17
Alliance: Demon
Powers/ skills: Lesse... her wings provide enough feathers to cover most if not all her attacks, that there are too many to list, that include abilities to stun, cause nightmares, or make an area pitch dark... she has vampiric fangs allowing her to draw blood.. she can fly.. and I'm not sure if it's a power, but she's a skilled dragon rider.
Appearance: She has long black hair going to the center of her back, with a red sweater with a black leather coat over it. She swears black jeans as well, decorated along the sides with blood red jewels. Her eyes are red as well, and her skin is pale. Spread from her back are a pair of huge, black, feathered wings, which are the main source of her power. Around her neck is a golden necklace with a black amulet with a ruby dragon in the center, that occasionally turns cloudy instead of clear, thanks to the fact she uses it to capture mortal's souls She does have demon horns, but they're masked by her hair..

 

[Pogiforce-14]

I forgot rule number five:

all demons must include horns and black wings to their appearance. all angels must have halos and white wings. Humans are free game.

 

[Shiney]

Name: Nidhoggir
Age: He appears relatively young for a dragon, yet fully mature at the age of 540.
Alliance: Demon
Powers/ skills: like most dragons, he has the typical strength, claws, scales, and firey breath. However, when working together with his partner, they can channel a special energy between them.
Appearance: Relatively small as most dragons go, but is made for flight, and close combat than hoarding in a mountain. Built slenderly, with glossy golden scales and deep, black eyes, he's extremely concerned with his looks, though he doesn't really have to devote much effort to keep himself in his stunning beauty. Because of his appearance, it's very difficult to believe he's a dark dragon, which is what he was bred for...

 

[Anacortes]

Name: Mary
Age: 14
Alliance: Human
Powers/ skills: To defend herself, she can prevent use of magic to her or anything she relies on. For attacks, she can freeze creatures for a short amount of time, and cause damage with her weapons.
Appearance: She is constantly carrying a sword, has long black hair, but always tied up in public. Her brown eyes matching also, and wears a warrior costume, consisting of many colors. Her shoes orage, and a red headband.

 

[Pogiforce-14]

WEll I'm going to make my character now,and then I suppose we can finally get this thing moving.

Name: Lucas Arts
Age: 18
Alliance: Demon
Powers/ skills: Can create a realm of darkness and shoots spikes from his forearms. He also has a lance and sword that will corrupt any heart they peirce.
Appearance:Solid black skin with big black wings and horns. Despite his fearsome appearance, he is kind hearted. The only reason he is a demon is because he died an aetheist and then was reborn a demon, his will broken by Satan.

 

[Lily]

Hmm...interesting.


Name: Jasmine
Age: 16
Alliance: Angel
Powers/ skills: Ability of creating a dome of shield, otherly known as 'Sanctuary,' to ward of attacks and reflect them back for a limited amount of time. It is translucent, often colored with the bright, vibrant hue of silver.
Appearance: Straight, velvety brown hair cascades down this young woman's back, often wavy and blowing around. Bangs are usually kept by the side, pinned by a crystal lily pin. Her clothing is very loose- silky white dangling from her sleeves, barely reaching the floor, but keeping that same, casual look for an attire. The ends of the dress are torn with one more layer, all transparent, her pale white sandals visible from the outcome. From elbow down, her arm is usually shown. Jasmine has clear, fair complexion, with shimmering soft brown eyes flecked with amber. She has a slender, graceful frame often arched back or in a serene position. The angel gives off the aura of peace and tranquility. Two pure, feathery wings sprout from her back, ranging from at least four feet or more. She stands at about 5'7.

 

[Blade]

Name: Oriatus
Age: 23
Alliance: Demon
Powers/ skills: Limited Vampiric abilities.
Appearance: Jet black hair that is roughly about shoulder height. His clothing is quite unique, black jeans that are loosely fitted with noticeable tears through them; he also has a long black trench coat in which he removes during battle to reveal his black leather shirt to allow for swifter attacks. He is also noted among others for his eyes, during calm periods they glow a dim red, but tend to flare up during the heat of battle. His skin complexion is fair and has a variety of scars throughout his body from past battles. He stands 6?3 which allows him to perform a variety of attacks. Demonic wings and horns complete his appearance.

 

[Pogiforce-14]

I figured I'd give myself a special character. I'm changing my previous character to someone I almost forgot was a crucial part of the apocalypse.

Name: Lucas Arts
Age: 18
Alliance: One of the Four Horsemen. The Horseman of Death. No one knows which side they serve. They only obey their higher calling.
Powers/ skills: he had the power to kill whatever he touches, and with the wave of hsi scythe, can kill anything within sight. He likes calling this second ability "Death Wind"
appearance: A pale man dressed in black, concieling clothing. He rides a white horse and carries a metal scythe in his right hand. Despite his feircome power and foreboding, he has pale blue eyes and dark brown hair. Almost as if he were alive. Which side is his master remains an unknown to all but Satan and God themselves.

 

[Flygon trainer]

Blood splattered the wall as another minion came into my room uninvited. I had been meditating until my inturruption, and I did not do well when I was disturbed. The minion stumbled back, badly bleeding, but alive, as he said "I'm sorry mistress, i merely wanted to alert you to the fact that you will be recieving a new dragon partner."

"Fine. now, GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" I yelled, sending hiim scurrying. I glanced around at the blood splatter, and the smell of blood that hung around the room all the time. I was still under the surface of the earth, having lost my last dragon but still getting away alive.

 

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>Room for one more here, Pogi?<OOC>

 

[Pogiforce-14]

ooc: of course.

ic: I sat atop my horse, still as a statue. my Cloak billowed in the wind, slightly wrapping around the hilt of my scythe. A field of dead bodies lay before me, and I scanned the horizon to see if any survived. My keen ability did not detect any life or vital signs from anything within the horizon. My job here was done. A single Death Wind was all I had needed. Some army from some country somewhere had sought to conquer me. Didn't know which country, didn't care. They had tried to conquer Death, and I knew that was impossible. No one but the Masters themselves could conquer Death.

 

[~Ozy~]

<OOC>While I'm at it, if you want anyone to play other Horsemen, I'm up for War.
Name: Coronis
Age: 21
Alliance: Demon
Powers/skills: Aside from the usual flight, strength, black magic, vampiric abilities, etc. etc., Coronis is posessed of a unique spell that hits everyone in his line of sight with a random effect. it could kill them instantly, light them aflame, silence them, paralyze them, heal them, or revive the dead. In addition, he has three-foot-long retractable claws that make a razor seem dull by comparison.
Appearance: Looks like a normal human, aside from the horns, wings, pure crimson eyes, and being twelve feet tall. Dresses in blue jeans, and rarely anything else. His hair, a reddish-brown is grown to mid-back and tied in a loose tail to keep it from getting in his way.<OOC>

I'd carved out my own little happy niche, off in some God-forsaken (of course) country in Central Asia. The wars had alterd the borderlines of nations, not that it really mattered. I held power here, and that was all that truly mattered to me. Looking out the window, I found my troops marshalling for the next assault on a country not yet turned to our cause. My army grew larger every day, aided in no small part by a simple mind control spell I'd laid over the pathetic fools. Simple enough, but quite effective. An aide entered the room, an all but mindless slave to my will, sating "My lord, you wished to see me?" Turning I said "Yes, yes I did. Take this letter to Eclipse if it costs you your life." I handed to him a parchment, folded and sealed. The seal contained a few nasty traps for anyone who might think to open it. He took the letter, bowed, and left.

I smiled as I thought of the missive I'd sent to Eclipse. My dearest compatriot:

I do hope this finds you well. After all, what use would it be otherwise? Of very little, of course. I digress, though. As you no doubt know, I do have control over a nation. One others might consider pathetic, but under my guidance, a formidable plcae indeed. I want, though, a field commander, one with a mind akin to my own. Only a fool of a general leads the battle from the forefront. I find myself wishing for someone to be my marshal on the field of battle. I would be most delighted if you would accept.

Coronis.

If she accepted, all the better, I wouldn't have to trust any of those fool humans with my conquests, and she would be kept underneath my nose. If she did not, well, perhaps I'd have to pay her a visit in person to make sure she didn't pose a threat to me. Among demonkind, there was but one way to do that. I smiled at the thought.

 

[Shiney]

I was led to the room, escorted by armed guards, as I needed to be, with a wildcard like me. I had been bred to look like a good dragon, with black eyes rather than red, and scales of a bright gold. But in this dark place, where there was no sunlight, my scales were the color of dirty brass, as the guards outside of the room halted, forcing me to wait in front of the door impatiently for Eclipse to acknowledge their existance.

 

[Lily]

One could not easily perceive the lone girl perched upon a high boulder, secluding the rest of the world. Her silky chestnut hair blew around idly, the same tinted eyes scanning the vast world. In a way, she dearly wished she could recall the serene, imperfect world as it was, not this chaos. But God's words were her duty. Pure feathers tinted with silver fluttered in the bitter wind, as her light, simply attire of white drowned itself in a puddle of its own. She stood up quietly, without any word, casting one final glance at the blazing sun.

She sensed demons.

 

[Blade]

He tosses aside yet another lifeless carcass, drained of its rich blood, as he looks out towards the horizon. He could sense the tension that about to arise, as he makes his way back to his room. Along the way he pondered to himself what sort of competition he would find during this epic struggle, but was quietly confident about his abilities.

Oriatus was a man of very few words and no emotions. With his priced Katana firmly strapped to his back, he was a callous and brutal fighter. This is what made him unique from other fighters.

He notices Nidhoggir being escorted to his room. ?Hmm?? he thinks to himself before opening the door into his room and slamming it behind him.

 

[Anacortes]

Mary stood there frozen. Blood had been coming out from her wounds for a long time. For a human like her, defeating a demon would be impossible. Without looking back, she ran as fast as she could, until her enemies were far from her sight. Being one of the only humans who actually had the courage to fight, she knew she couldn't give up. Finally, after ten minutes, she could walk no more. She dropped to the ground, blood still pouring from her knees...

 

[Pogiforce-14]

ooc: Could someone give me positions of characters? I can't interect properly without knowing where everyone is.

 

[Lily]

[ OOC: My character is on a high cliff, before making her descent again. She hasn't interacted with anyone yet, but I think I'm going to make her go to some demon.n o.o; ]