Your last hour strikes... || open, hunter/demon au

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 1px]You had one simple objective: kill any and all humans that dare cross your path. It should be that simple. However it seemed that some humans thought that trying to fight back against your kind was a good idea. It was pathetic, but you had to admit there were some good hunters out there. At least they put up more of a fight. It was those fights that made it so much more satisfying when you killed them.


    It's around midnight. You are perched in a large sturdy oak tree, stretching your leathery wings and keeping lookout for any humans to feed off of. With the threat of demons looming around nearly every corner, finding food was getting more difficult as well. Your only lucky break was when some drunkard would stumble from the pub, or when a lost traveler wandered in. Your eyes flickered along the empty streets in search for food. You were growing impatient. Claws digging into the bark, you let a growl accumulate in the back of your throat. Perhaps this was just another barren town?


    [align=center][size=1]( #harpokrates )
    © phantasm | #tastemplate

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    Levi wasn't a human, but he wasn't a demon either. Of course, his personality edged closer on that with a demon's, but biologically speaking, he was half human, half angel. He doubted anything would harm him, so the demiangel was merely sitting there, clearly relaxed.


    [spoiler=MOBILE TAGS][align=left]BASIC INFORMATION &&
    - leviathan memorial-xerses-sixx
    - originally sulfurisland memorial
    - male, identifies as male
    - about 2 years, real timed w time skip
    - currently: bengal tiger
    - bodyguard [ hp ] of colouredclan
    - aspect of blade [ general of colouredclan's templar division ]
    - former bodyguard of colouredclan
    - former titles: firecracker, loyalist
    - bisexual-romantic
    - permafrost sixx [ ambael ] xx npc
    - half angel
    - christian
    - slightly based off of levi from aot
    - #levisixx


    POWERS &&
    - absorbing spirits ( 0/9 lives ) [ 10/10 control ]
    - golden fluids ( spit, blood, tears )
    - flower prints [ 10/10 control ]
    - afterlife communication [ 6/10 control ]
    - conjuration [ 10/10 control ]
    - flavor manipulation [ 9/10 control ]
    - invisibility [ 10/10 control ]
    - soundwave manipulation [ 9/10 control ]
    - scent manipulation [ 9/10 control ]


    BATTLE TAGS &&
    - extreme physically, extreme mentally
    - attack in bold #E1D8DB
    - no kill, ask to maim, capture or rape
    - will kill, capture, maim and rape enemies


    NOTES &&
    - all opinions are ic
    - levi is the general of colouredclan's templar division and is therefore allowed to lead raids against enemies without permission.

  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:400px; text-transform: lowercase;][justify][color=white][size=8]tracking, deciding whether she should be a human or demon

  • [fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]/ ohhho i know what this shit bag's gonna be


    Ni was, to put simply, a living bag of lying shit. He walked around, looking fairly human-esque, whilst nabbing a few necks and snapping a few bones in his wake, whenever he found someone alone in the quiet, barren streets. A true demon tended to feel no remorse when doing such a thing, though unfortunately, Ni's insides swelled with regret, and guilt. He did well in hiding such ugly emotions, however.


    For the moment, he was simply sauntering around, black hood pulled over his skull, as his orbs shifted over the dim pavement. Honestly, he wasn't all too hungry at the moment - he merely slid his tongue over his thin lips, and cracked a slight smirk, as his gaze befell Leviathan. Curiously, a single brow would rise, and he'd aim to approach the other, a grin manifesting his jaw. "Yooo, what have we here?" Ni would resound, playfully, aiming to seat himself beside the demiangel. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven," He'd pause. "Because to me, you look like an angel." Ni would raise a hand to the rim of his hood, tilting it upwards slightly, so the subtle warmth of nearby streetlights could illuminate his mischievous features.


    "And I really hate angels."

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    He was feared. He always kidnapped his victims- and tortured them. The victim was never sure which persona would kill them, and which would pet them.
    The shadowy figure moved forward, and Owlie was too lazy to read what was going on.
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    #owlieposted
    #DimitriKoseiwashere


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    The demiangel lazily looked up, giving the stranger an unimpressed once over. Most demons were quite deceiving in their looks, but Levi was fairly sure he could take this one on no problem. Of course, he was a little rusty, but it would be fine. He had located his identity pretty quickly though, which spoke of high intelligence. "And you look like you just rose from the pits of hell," the man would retort, his face and tone completely devoid of any emotions. [color=#E1D8DB]"What do you want?"


    [spoiler=MOBILE TAGS][align=left]BASIC INFORMATION &&
    - leviathan memorial-xerses-sixx
    - originally sulfurisland memorial
    - male, identifies as male
    - about 2 years, real timed w time skip
    - currently: bengal tiger
    - blackblood [ war adviser ] of colouredclan
    - aspect of blade [ general of colouredclan's templar division ]
    - former bodyguard of colouredclan
    - former titles: firecracker, loyalist
    - bisexual-romantic
    - permafrost sixx [ ambael ] xx npc
    - half angel
    - christian
    - slightly based off of levi from aot
    - #levisixx


    POWERS &&
    - absorbing spirits ( 0/9 lives ) [ 10/10 control ]
    - golden fluids ( spit, blood, tears )
    - flower prints [ 10/10 control ]
    - afterlife communication [ 6/10 control ]
    - conjuration [ 10/10 control ]
    - flavor manipulation [ 9/10 control ]
    - invisibility [ 10/10 control ]
    - soundwave manipulation [ 9/10 control ]
    - scent manipulation [ 9/10 control ]


    BATTLE TAGS &&
    - extreme physically, extreme mentally
    - attack in bold [color=#E1D8DB]#E1D8DB

    - no kill, ask to maim, capture or rape
    - will kill, capture, maim and rape enemies


    NOTES &&
    - all opinions are ic
    - levi is the general of colouredclan's templar division and is therefore allowed to lead raids against enemies without permission.

  • [fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]An amused laugh resounded from the boy, as he leaned his spine back against the bench, and allowed his chest to convulse in his continued entertainment. "Pits of hell, hmmm? Sounds relatively accurate." He'd chuckle. What did he want? How hostile. "Oh? Why, nothing more than some small conversation, my friend." The demon would tease, kicking his heel up and locking his ankles together.

  • [justify][sup]Well, Aiyes was indeed a conundrum. A human of over two hundred years, inhabited by a demon which only existed when you spoke of it, using Aiyes- Kadu, his name used to be- as an anchor point to this reality. But now, Kadu supposed it didn't matter, because Kadu no longer existed, or at least only did as a small fraction of the man called Aiyes.


    Wearing a dark colored cloak and an eerie grin, the tall man found his way over to the demiangel and the demon. An interesting pairing- his corrupted eyes seeking out the truths of the two almost immediately. The grin inched towards his eyes.


    "Hi there, friends." He all but purred in greeting.

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 1px]oooh drama~


    With a curious eerie smile, you glide a few trees over to get a better view of the banter, amusement glittering in your eyes.


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    © phantasm | #tastemplate

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    Hmm. So he had been right; the other was indeed a demon, a spawn of hell. Levi felt no alarm whatsoever. He was still fairly sure he could take him on, especially if he was cocky enough to reveal his identity so blatantly. Of course Levi didn't believe the demon's reason for coming over, but reclined in his seat anyways, taking a deep, relaxing breath. "Then may I have your name?" the demiangel would question.


    [spoiler=MOBILE TAGS][align=left]BASIC INFORMATION &&
    - leviathan memorial-xerses-sixx
    - originally sulfurisland memorial
    - male, identifies as male
    - about 2 years, real timed w time skip
    - currently: bengal tiger
    - blackblood [ war adviser ] of colouredclan
    - aspect of blade [ general of colouredclan's templar division ]
    - former bodyguard of colouredclan
    - former titles: firecracker, loyalist
    - bisexual-romantic
    - permafrost sixx [ ambael ] xx npc
    - half angel
    - christian
    - slightly based off of levi from aot
    - #levisixx


    POWERS &&
    - absorbing spirits ( 0/9 lives ) [ 10/10 control ]
    - golden fluids ( spit, blood, tears )
    - flower prints [ 10/10 control ]
    - afterlife communication [ 6/10 control ]
    - conjuration [ 10/10 control ]
    - flavor manipulation [ 9/10 control ]
    - invisibility [ 10/10 control ]
    - soundwave manipulation [ 9/10 control ]
    - scent manipulation [ 9/10 control ]


    BATTLE TAGS &&
    - extreme physically, extreme mentally
    - attack in bold [color=#E1D8DB]#E1D8DB

    - no kill, ask to maim, capture or rape
    - will kill, capture, maim and rape enemies


    NOTES &&
    - all opinions are ic
    - levi is the general of colouredclan's templar division and is therefore allowed to lead raids against enemies without permission.


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    The petite 7-year old girl was rather odd. With striking white hair, pale skin, and vibrant pink eyes, she gave the illusion of being a spirit. Well, except for the fact that she had a tiny pair of snow white wings sticking out of her back at the shoulder blades. Pas wasn't bothered by demons or humans, as she spent most of her time playing video games, drawing, and eating candy. There wasn't much else the orphaned angel could honestly. Fusing with the old pink Gameboy in her hands, the youth brushed back her short locks as she walked down a sidewalk she knew by heart.
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