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Name: Bellatrix Amaltheia Adelphus (yay full Latin name!)
Title/Nicknames: Socceress
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Cannon or Orignal Charater: OC
Home Universe: Well, the universe the court is in, she'd Dementian
Species: - Ghettoborn (a mix going back mulitple generations of human and demon)
Sexuality: striaght
Physical Description: long dark hair, pale gray eyes. Basic appearence from the court
Personality: Has a mean streak, mostly inthis for her own personal gains since her kind are still being run to the seven winds from what's happening at home.
Mental Conditions: none
Powers: - Skilled in Socerecy, not so much Alchemy
Background: - Durring the uprising that threw off the shackles of Aitoa control she didn't make her view clear enough and both sides wanted her dead, fearing for her own life Bellatrix took to the ruins of the old town beneath Marcasite and used one of the portals to send herself to a world, anyworld that she had a chance on. That happened to be Earth. Now she's hoping to carve out a nice little niche for herself here, and keep herself hidden from demons and humans more powerful than her while keeping those weaker on a tight leash as bodyguards. Not really a bad guy or a good guy

(adding this)

Alignment : Chaotic neutral

Movin' Nate on over~

Name: Nathaniel

Title/Nicknames: Nate, Nathan, Youngster, That Kid Who Constantly Screws Up, and What's His Face have all been used enough that he answers to them almost automatically.

Gender: Male

Age: Looks about 19, though in all honesty, he's lost track of just how old he is.

Canon or Original Character: Original Character

Home Universe: Supernatural

Species: Fallen angel

Sexuality: Straight

Physical Description: Nathaniel stands at 6'1", with shaggy blonde hair, somewhat pale skin, and a brown eye color that can seem dark enough to be black or light enough to have hints of gold depending on the lighting. There are various scars that have been accumulated over time, though most go unnoticed unless specifically looked for.

His clothes are tattered and worn from a lack of really changing his wardrobe: ragged jeans, scuffed shoes, a dirty, stained undershirt, and a short sleeved button-up shirt.

Personality: Nathaniel, at least to humans, comes off as odd. He doesn't always understand things and needs to have an explanation. Sometimes his manner of speaking would confuse humans he tried to speak to, and so he has adopted their slang terms and mannerisms in an attempt to blend in, though he uses many phrases in the wrong context. (Which many humans have written off as the current teenagers to be strange, so what did it matter if some kid was raising the bar a little for the rest of them? It didn't.)

He also feels a sort of pull in himself to try to do the right thing, even if the means are a little questionable. Especially since his fall, Nathaniel is reluctant to take orders and will find himself doubting the orders, even if they seem completely sound. Just one of his little 'quirks', as he's come to refer to them, that he's gained since loosing the majority of his angelic powers. To most he's encountered, he's written off as some new-aged rebellious punk. Nathaniel has yet to understand what these people are calling him.

Mental Conditions: None.

Powers: Limited transportation/teleportation.

Background: Angels had been warriors of the Lord. They were soldiers. Nathaniel knew that. He obeyed for a long time, fulfilling his orders which mostly seemed to consist of doing things "behind the scenes." It was mostly because he was one of the youngest of the angels; a baby in comparison to some of them, really. Young and naive, which turned out to be less than desirable traits. Although, in one of his last missions, he'd been granted permission to take a vessel, which was that of a nineteen year old who, as was required, had agreed to give his body over to the angel of his free will. He'd started doing some of the leg-work on earth; trying to keep the balance, fighting demons when it was necessary.

He hadn't meant to fall at all.

But then it seemed as though Father was missing, and Nathaniel couldn't hold to the same feelings of obedience. He started asking questions. The next thing Nathaniel knew, he was loosing his angelic powers, his grace was dwindling; he was falling. He was next to human. He could still manage to transport himself from place to place, but it took a lot out of him and it was easier just to walk, run, try to catch a bus. He only resorts to teleportation when it's an absolute must. This is a constant irritant to him, since he remembers everything before his fall and so knows exactly everything he has lost.

It was a short time after his fall that Nathaniel realized he wasn't in quite the same earth as he had known. He didn't know how he'd ended up in what he was considering another sort of dimension; he couldn't even place his finger on what it was that was different. It just was.

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Naturally, my character goes here too...

Name:
Soraya Johnson
Title/Nicknames:
Raya (by certain people), Townkiller (her reputation)
Gender:
Female
Age:
About 25
Canon or Original Character:
Original
Home Universe:
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Species:
Hellspawn(Blood Demon)/Human hybrid
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Physical Description:
See icon, because I can't show it otherwise...
Personality:
As of now, Soraya is ruthless, with a twisted sense of humor. If you get on her bad side, you'd better watch your back, because she can hold a grudge unlike anyone. She prefers to be alone, avoiding long term contact with people when possible. She isn't very quick to trust anyone, and is very paranoid about betrayal when it comes to relationships.
Mental Conditions:
You... You'll see... trust me on that.
Powers: -if any. Run them by me first if you think it might be too much, we can work something out, I'm sure-
Flight (those wings aren't for decoration)
Slight telepathy (enough to bond to someone by drinking their blood for long enough if she doesn't completely drain them)
Blood-based magic (anything from a simple blade made from her own blood, to a Hellsong, which is essentially a spell that wipes out all non-demonic sentient life within a certain area. Hellsongs are extremely dangerous to the user, and probably won't be used unless absolutely necessary.)
Her claws can cut through flesh and bone easily, as can the fangs she has.
Background:
You really just need to know that when she snapped and went insane? She murdered everyone in her hometown.
Alignment: -this can be in terms of something like "Chaotic Evil" (if your character can't find the right group) and/or the group they belong to (I'll put this up later, just edit your profile if you find a group that would suit your character)- Chaotic Evil, and a Pro-Demon