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Username:~Nani~
Name: Jynx
Gender: Female
Age:18
Species:Demon
Looks:
Personality:Jynx is the type of girl who enjoys having a bad reputation for being a bloodthirsty person and is known as a tough, fierce, and "I don't give a damn about what others think or say" kind of girl. She doesn't usually ever allow for her anger, frustration, or any other kind of emotion to show and normally displays the same kind of attitude as a sly serpent probably would. She's always been known to be a very seductive person as well as one who loves to play mind games with her prey. Normally, she can use this to her advantage and sweet talk herself out of any bad situation if she needs to. Seeing the fear in a human's eyes always seems to entertain her, and seeing them suffer or feel miserable just seems to bring her joy and amusement. Normally, she just sees humans as play things, but should she get bored with one, she'll quickly kill them, take whatever energy she can from their blood and start all over again with a new human.
Crush:None
History:As you may have noticed, she doesn't have a last name. The reason for that is that she was abandoned by both her parents at the age of three. The reason had never been quite clear to Jynx's mind, and most of the memories she had of her parents are very foggy, so she likes to not think too much about it. Eventually, she had to learn how to toughen up and grew up living on the streets and was forced to fight for survival. She and a couple of other rebellious kids (all of whom she knew were demons like herself) soon formed their own gang and would sometimes go on little crime sprees (usually ones that involved robberies) and almost every night went out together in a hunt for human blood. But this all changed one day when they were out on one of their regular blood hunts. They all happened to come across a rival gang of theirs, (a group of ruthless humans who simply despised the demon race). In what seemed to be just a small dispute over territory, the bickering began to escalate into a full blown fight. All of the members from Jynx's gang had been killed off and she herself barely escaped from the humans' vicious attacks, but when she finally reached safety, she couldn't help but feel completely lost without her gang. Some may say that this is where she gained such a hatred for humans, but one thing was for sure: she was never the same after that particular night.
Weapons:Heck, with Jynx's long study and practice of the martial arts, she herself is one of the greatest weapons she has. However, she doesn't like to leave it at just that and instead practices using all sorts of weapons, but when it comes down to her two favorite kinds of weapons, she just loves her twin set of semiautomatic hand guns and sharp set of throwing daggers that she sometimes tips with poison. Whenever she is in an especially fun-craving mood, however, she often likes to carry around a revolver so that she can find herself playing a quick game of Russian Roulette with her prey.
Other:Her eyes can often seem to glow, changing from their nearly pale rosey-violet color into an electric shock of purple and pink.
Username:Name:Trace Robyns
Gender:Male
Age:19
Species:Human
Looks:
Personality:Trace tends to be a very easy going guy and a very big joker. And although he doesn't actually hold a huge grudge against angels or demons, he doesn't like to come in contact with any of them, but should he ever feel threatened by one of them, he either attack or do his best to remain calm (although it doesn't usually work out quite well). However, should he see one of those creatures in distress, he will sometimes jump in and try to help (assuming they don't try to kill him afterwards). He's never afraid to give someone a piece of his mind or speak up whenever he objects to something. He can often be a bit stubborn at times, but can sit down and try to listen to reason and should anything strike a nerve on him, his personality can quickly change in an instant (and it ain't pretty...) Either way, he's still a very fun-loving person who tries to make the most of whatever he can. He normally doesn't travel along with anyone and usually just sticks by himself, wandering alone on the streets, but should he ever form a bond with someone, he'll defend them with his life if that is what is required.
Crush:None
History:Trace always had a pretty close relationship with his father, but after he died when Trace was simply six years old, things just got worse. His mother became an alcohol and drug abuser and was practically hooking up with guys left and right, none of which were ever actually very "fatherly" towards Trace. It wasn't out of the ordinary to see the little boy running around with scrapes and bruises on his body or swollen, black eyes. In fact, there was even a time when one of his mother's boyfriends thought it would be funny if he and his friends tested Trace out to see how "tough" the then eight-year-old boy really was by burning him with the ends of many lit cigarettes all at once. As the abusive years stretched on, Trace had finally had it with his mother and all of the men she continued to see, so at the age of fourteen, he ran away from home and lived the next couple of years out on the streets, and along the way saw his eyes flash before his eyes so many times that he began to get used to it. It took a while for him to actually built up enough strength in order to learn the type of skills one would have to acquire if he wanted to survive out on those dangerous streets, but he eventually got the hang of it, making a couple of mistakes here and there but quickly picking himself up, dusting himself off and learning from it. Even though he had run across many different sorts of people, though, he never really stuck around for too long and constantly kept moving on by himself partially because he'd always been a loner ever since he left home, and found it a bit difficult to stick around others.
Weapons:He often carries with him his trusty sniper rifle, but his favorite kind of weapons are gas bombs that range from being a simple diversion to a completely deadly and lethal weapon, small hand grenades, not to mention smoke bombs (an easy way of escape) and sometimes even flares that can potentially blind someone.
Other: Mmmm... I don't really know what to put here just quite yet xD
