Society is Anti-Me

[cryptids.]

(Demon Form)
Name: Xerxes Raechus Alumin III (Nickname: Give him one and he might rip your heart out...)
Assumed Age: 18
Real Age: 526
Gender: Male
Personality: Xerxes might look like a nice guy but you'd be dead wrong. He's the type that will let you get close to him, let you think he's your friend or lover, then rip you to pieces with his bare hands and a grin on his face. People like to think he does these things because he's been hurt or has had some form of emotional beating, but they'd be wrong at that too. He does it simply because he likes it, he takes pleasure in other peoples pain. He's far more insidious than he looks so don't take his hospitable nature lightly.
Birthday: November 8
History: Xerxes has had a very long twisted life since his birth. He was cast out of his home and left for dead at only a few days old. But he was to be found by a traveling merchant who took pity on the poor child. He lived with the man for several years before the man was brutally murdered by thieves and Xerxes was beaten and then sold. He grew to hate all form of life after that and killed anyone who dared lay their hands on him again.
After many years of searching he found the thieves that murdered his only friend he slaughtered them and their family; that included man, women, and child.
After the demon got his much sought after revenge he went into hiding for many years and recently returned to once again torture others but on a more mental and emotional level because he's found that that way is much more gratifying than simply hearing the last screams of a person's demise.
Crush: Pfft! Yeah right...
Theme Song: Kamelot- Descent of the Archangel
Appearance:
Other:


(Angel Form)
Name: Seraphim Gabriel Regalia (Nickname-Ser)
Assumed Age: 19
Real Age: 341
Gender: Male
Personality: Seraphim has a gentle and calm demeanor. He's what you'd call the 'quiet sensitive' type. He usual prefers to be emotionally distant from others and hide away his true feelings. He seems to always be pondering on something or thinking of something he could have done but didn't.
Birthday: March 3
History: Ser has had a fairly tough life; he was thrown from his home, stripped of his title, and forced to live among what he called 'lower beings'. But that's why he was thrown from his home because he thought of people as 'lower beings'.
He's been hiding among humans for a long time now, though it's been hard because of his godly appearance and his extra 'appendages'. Sooner or later someone would find out who and what he was and he'd be chased off or bombarded with questions and such. So he always had to move, he could never settle down for long instances of time.. until now..
Crush: Open
Theme Song: Red- Faceless
Appearance:
Other:


(Angel Form)
Name: Savannah Raechel Bavarné (Nickname: Savan)
Assumed Age: 17
Real Age: 143
Gender: Female
Personality: Savannah is extremely shy and can be fairly self-conscious of herself. She has a very open mind and is a free thinker, but she usually keeps to herself for fear of being rejected or shot down for her ideas and thoughts. She is a very sweet girl but can have a temper if you push the wrong buttons.
Birthday: April 17
History: Savan has had an okay life, she lived with her family for many years before decided to 'fly the coop' so to speak. She thought it would be easier than it was but it wasn't, instead it was the complete opposite of everything she thought. She was horrified, she wanted to go home but was not allowed to. Her parents told her that when she left she couldn't return so she was forced to try and live in the prosecuting world. Eventually she was attacked and lost her ability to fly, forcing her to move from where she was staying. She was scared and alone until she found a letter telling her she had a place she could stay where she wouldn't be chased down for what she was.
Crush: Open
Theme Song: BarlowGirl- Mirror
Appearance:
Other: Do to an unfortunate accident, that happened almost a century ago, she is missing one of her wings and is unable to fly..

(Haha got lazy towards the end |3)

[Queen of Spades]

((You're accepted! I'll add you to the list tomorrow morning. And to get you started, I can post for my characters who have nothing to do.
@enkou: Yes, it's open. And yeah, descriptions are fine.))

Rhett let out a light sigh. "You should really give your own opinions. I don't wanna decide everything, you should help too. It's not like I'm gonna be mad or anything if you say no. I'm not an angry drunk, I'm a giddy drunk. Or so I'm told. And besides, I usually don't get angry, especially not at women." He added, a light smile gracing his lips.
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Aylin stopped in front of an antique shop, checking to see if they had any vases. She did find a pretty one through the shop window. It was white with engraved markings. Many went cross-ways, while some elaborate diamond patterns sat on two sides. She smiled lightly, though then frowned at the thought that had just crossed her mind. She never took any money from back home. She mentally scolded herself, then started back home, one of her hands near her mouth, while her face was flush with embarrassment.
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Keri had soon taken to the skies once more, finding nothing interesting on the ground. She soon landed atop a telephone pole, and frowned in concentration. If she couldn't find anyone to mess with, she had half a mind to leave and continue her human torture. She wanted something a bit challenging, but not another demon. She knew better than that. Angels never wanted to fight her, as they always ran away. Fairies were too chicken, and too easy to down. Vampires weren't fun, due to their speed. She hated that. Plus, she had bad experiences with a group of vampire males intending on feeding off of her, and doing unpleasent things... She shuddered lightly at the thought. She had gotten away, but it had also kind of scared her, just a little. Not that she'd ever admit it to anyone. She loved hunting hybrids. They were the best to torture. Like two things in one. And then there were the spellcasters. They were neutral on her list. She sighed deeply, then crouched down, scanning the area.
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The twins were now at the store, and for once apart. Candice had shown her inner girl and had run off to the clothing, while Cameron had shown his inner geek and ran off to electronics. They had planned to meet at the doors when they were done, then pay for anything they had desired to purchase. Candice was skimming through the teenage boys' section, finding many shirts that she liked, but only a few that she knew she and Cameron would like. He was picky. While she liked the shirts with the skulls and blood and cool crap like that, he liked his normal striped shirts, and just plain shirts that reminded one of a nerd. Candice, being gracious, wore these, just to keep up the twin thing, though Cameron would suck it up and wear some things that Candy liked. The two found a happy medium in plain t-shirts and hoodies, though.
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Kimoru was quite busy, using her powers to attempt to seduce a young man from across the street. It seemed to be working, as he couldn't keep his eyes away from where she sat. He was with another male, presumably his friend, so it was like a bonus. When they would look her way, she would return a slightly suggestive smirk their way. Of course, all fun came to an end when one got bored. They weren't doing a thing, so she stood up, and started to stride off, her long silver hair swaying lightly in the breeze, plus the effect her steps had on the motion of it. She brought a hand to her face, and flicked a piece of hair away from her eyes, and continued walking. She glanced back, only to see the same two following her. This caused her to smirk. So it did work. She continued walking, but put a tad more emphasis on the way she walked, being more graceful.

[Winterpool]

Osiris nodded lightly. "I was planning on it. You don't have to stay here if you're hurt, though." He told her while looking over at her with a light smile. "You may want to take care of your leg. I can get to my shoulder later. It doesn't hurt that bad right now, so I should be fine. Though if you're in pain, you should get back." He said, then looked back ahead. "I'll be out for at least a few more hours."

((Anything MAJOR that happened, apart from above? Welcome, all the new people/characters though!))

Gzsenna sighed. "But how could I leave you alone out here? I'll manage." She forced a sort-of convincing smile, glad that at least her wings hadn't been damaged. "Are you looking for anything in specific out here, other than danger and adventure? How do you know when to stop?" She asked, wanting to kick herself for the wordiness. She just wanted a distraction from what they had just been through.

[Queen of Spades]

((No, nothing much. Just talking now.))

Osiris smirked. "Hm, about as kind as an angel." He muttered, then shook his head lightly. "Nah, not really. Just looking for danger and adventure. Maybe something that I can report to the town head as a threat. Not to gain any respect mind you, I don't want to be grouped with goody-two-shoes, kiss-a** kinds of angels. It's just for, as I said, danger and adventure." He then shrugged, and started flying a bit faster. "I don't know when to stop. That's always been my problem. I could continue exploring these woods until I couldn't move another inch, and even then, if I could just move by dragging myself, I'd continue. I don't like to leave a single stone unturned, and once I've turned over each one, I turn them over again, just to make sure nothing is missed." He said, then glanced back at her. "I'm just curious. I'd find some way to continue my research if someone ripped off my wings, cut off my feet, and paralyzed my arms."

[Winterpool]

"Then I definetely can't leave you out here." Gzsenna muttered to herself, hiding a smile behind her hand. "Well, honestly, I'd be curious too. Just scared," She laughed. "I mean, I'm so...young compared to many here, not exactly powerful or hardy. I can't control where to stop either." She glided through the breeze, keeping up with Oz as best as she could. "Maybe there's a place where the horrors stop. Like the eye of a hurricane. All the bad things everywhere, and then a hidden peace in the middle. That'd be amazing." She mused, daydreaming now.

[cryptids.]

A dark grin steadily crept across the features of Xerxes. He had his strong powerful hands clasped behind his back and his wings folded across his chest, hooked together to form a sort of leathery cloak. He looked fairly normal despite the two large horns protruding from his skull and the eerie gaze in his golden eyes.
A menacing chuckle bubbled up in his chest, leaving his lips like a giddy little school boy. "Ah... this place looks like fun!" He snickered to himself with what would look like an innocent childlike grin.

The demon looked around from his perch atop a small building, overlooking the people of this small town he was invited to live in. A quiet purr seemed to emit from him like he was a happy feline devouring the carcass of a fresh kill he worked so hard to catch.
He licked his lips and spread his large batlike wings, stretching them to a great expanse. He chuckled, this time it was louder and could probably be heard from anyone who had gotten close enough to the building.
Xerxes leaped off of his perch and soared into the air, feeling the wind glide beneath him as it carried him higher into the gossamer blue sky.


Seraphim's violet gaze swept across the town he was invited to stay at. All six of his wings were folded up tightly together across his back like feathery armor. He brushed his wavy golden hair back into place as it strayed and swept across his face.
A quiet exhale could be heard emitting from his lips. "This place... hopefully will be nicer than the last place I stayed..." He said quietly as he took his long strides into town.


Savannah bit her lip and looked around fretfully. "Ah.. I hope this place truly is what it says... I-I would be horrified if this was some sort of trick like last time.." She said to herself as she absently rubbed the small stub on her right shoulder blade, where one of her ivory wings used to be.

(Hm.. my posts seem to gradually get lazier.. |3)

[MattM]

(Fairy Form)
Name: Ambrosio Eleuterio Dorado Bosque
Assumed Age: 19
Real Age: 25
Gender: male
Personality: Ambrosio is a nice guy but he is often blunt and rude. He is very socially akward and tries to act all tough because he doesn't want to be seen as a wimp. The fairy wings don't really help so he refuses to talk about what he is and his past. He never backs don't from a fight and despite all that has happened to him he stands strong.
Birthday: June 7
History: Ambrosio is orginally from Spain were he lived at an oprhanage but was adopted by an old woman when he was only 5 years old. He then was raised in Florida by the old woman until she died. He was kicked to the curb by the old womans family and he lived on the streets for awhile. He had a rough life on the streets and he was often on the reciving end of beatings/hate crimes( one was so bad he lost an arm because they were trying to cut all his limbs off ) but luckily he got a job at a flower shop which gave him enough money to get off the streets. He came home to his ratty apartment one day and discovered the letter, it took him a week before he decided to accept the invitation.
Crush: N/A
Theme Song: I Will Not Bow by Breaking Benjamin
Appearance: Ambrosio is a considered short for a guy, he is around the same height as most girls. He has dark tanned skin because of his spanish heirtage and also because he is often out in the sun. He has brown hair that spikes out in different directions and is often considered a rats nest. His wings are a dark green and have some brown designs on them, the designs are swirls and light dots similiar to freckles. He has bright green eyes, his ears are pointy like elf from stories, and mutiple scars on his body from his life on the streets. The most obvious thing about him is that his left arm ends at the elbow joint, it was cut off when he got caught by a group of people who hate people like his kind.He often wears baggy hoodies to hid his wings when he wears a special strap to hold them closed/down and his missing arm.
Other: He often uses vines to form a arm for his left arm to help him when he needs two hands.

[Queen of Spades]

((Accepted.^^))

"No, you could leave me alone. I've been alone for eighty-some years." Osiris told her simply. "I don't blame you for being scared. Things can get scary sometimes. I've seen some... Scary things. And yes, as you said, you're young yet. But so am I. I'm only ninety-six years old. I have all eternity ahead of me, as do you." He nodded, taking in what she said. "Well, there is. The place I came from is like that. All angels come from heaven. Some, like myself, are born into the human world as an infant for various reasons. Mine is just to protect. Anyone, really." He said, then sighed. "It sucks down here, compared to up there. I want to go back, but I have my little mission I have to complete until Armageddon, then I can return. But it's quite like the eye of a storm, very peaceful."
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Keriana kept examining the area below, waiting for someone to pass by that piqued her curiosity. Preferably a hybrid, but a spellcaster was always welcome. She could be easily be seen on the phone pole, her blood red halter top acting like a beacon. Her dark skinny jeans weren't as visible, of course. "Honestly, is no one stupid anymore?" She murmured to herself.
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Aylin had successfully retrieved her money from home, and was now at the antique shop, buying her vase. She also bought another that was larger, and could hold a nice amount of flowers. It was just a large, plain glass one, nothing real special about it. She walked out with a bag, the single paper bag carrying both vases. As she walked, her wings fluttered a bit again.
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Alexander was currently in cat form, gracefully walking along the sidewalk, his tail in the air. He hoped for no more intrusions of his privacy. Twice that day was enough. He let out a light feline huff, and pushed the thoughts away. Think happy thoughts, Alexander... He thought with a light shudder. The one mangy cat that had approached him was enough to steer him away from the area he had met her in. Even if her human self was somewhat attractive. No, don't think about that either...

[MattM]

( thank you)

Ambrosio glanced around the town and frowned, he was abit nervous about the new place but refused to let it show. He pulled his hood up furthur up around his face before making his way down the road. He pulled the map and the note he was given out of his hoodies pocket before reading the note." huh? my own house?" he muttered to himself before frowning again.

[MoralChaos]

Nyx smiled slighting then shrugged, "Sure, i guess we can look around and see if anyone else whats to come." she replied and glanced up at his with a smirk, then continued to look around the area, but know looking for anyone who seemed to what to go shopping with two vampires.