[Red Calypso]

The ninja kitsune stalks the dark street of the city at night, unleashing blood vengeance on the killers of his clan one by one. Will he complete his quest before the city guard kills him?

[Rinni]

She could feel the dark magic crackling in the air around her, nipping at her exposed shoulders. She shrugged the uncomfortable tingling off, continuing across the ash-blackened wasteland. She'd already lost her home, her family, her own identity to them... what else was there to lose? Sword in hand, she proudly trekked on to deliver her vengeance, a wingless valkyrie alone amongst the sooted sands.

[Xun]

"Friend, what have you found?" Ask the angel as it watches the white bird flying back to her. In it's talons was a bright yellow cloth-- a sign that the person she was tracking down was close by. As the newest angel in heaven, it was required for the new recruits to go and help someone on the world. She had one of the most difficult cases ever known to the angels. How in the world she was going to finish her job was beyond her knowledge, but she knew that it had to be done... no matter what.

[Jurinjo]

The shifter was skilled in the art of deceit. Besting even the ultimate Betrayer and Lord of Hell Lucifer himself! He stole powers from the patrons both heaven and hell for himself and with over a thousand years of careful study and planning he subtly stitches the final touches to his evil plan for dominion both spiritual worlds.

[Rinni]

It was done. The screams behind him slowly dwindled in the rain as the flames consumed them all. A smirk curved his lips as he wiped the crimson off of his blade. They'd payed for the tithe for their sins, the weight of their wrongdoings finally beating them down. And he was more than glad to be the harbinger of their judgement. It was a thankless duty, but he enjoyed it regardless. Silently, he moved on, off to right another percieved wrong.

[Jurinjo]

A Mage finally graduating from mage college and is partying it up!
(yeah that's all I got)

[Xun]

The wintery day was coming to a close and the merchant was putting away his things. Before he could finish, a group of bandits jumped in and held him at his neck. "Give us all your items or we'll kill you!" The merchant seemed amused, chuckling at the bandit holding him down. "I'm sorry, sir, but I'm afraid I can't comply." the merchant mentioned. Enraged, the bandit held up the blade and was about to strike at the merchant, only to be stopped in place. The merchant calmly got out of the bandit's hold and watched as the rest of the group started freezing up as well. He gave a chuckle and finished packing up. The winter night was coming and he turned to the bandits. "It was nice doing business with you, but I must take my leave. The winter nights can be truly... merciless..." He cackled before he moved his hands, making the winter wind bury the bandits under a huge pile of snow. Finally finished, he turned around with his items and was well on his way to find shelter for the night.

[Ishu]

An angel with unquestionable loyalties to his King. He has slaughtered many people in his name without a second thought- until something traumatizes his belief system. In a romantic setting, it would be a human girl, and instead of killing her as he had been ordered to, he would leave her alone. Conflicted by whatever she had said to him, he would unwittingly follow her with a scrutinous gaze. Little did he know, her death by his hands was to be a test of his loyalties to his King and not killing her leads to his descension from the heavens, now labeled as a fallen angel.

[Rinni]

The angel smiled sadly at the little one she scooped up, holding the child close. Fevers and illness had ravaged this poor little soul for most of it's young life. She smiled down at the child, brushing away the painful, racking fever as she brushed the child's hair from it's face. "Come now, it's time to go home." she murmured softly, her tone warm and reassuring as she turned. It was hard, and time didn't make it easier...but it had to be done. She unfurled her wings, taking flight as she left the grief-stricken parents behind her.

[Kaderin Triste]

"Please, mistress," the small white guardian pleaded, as he tried to fly up the the girl he was supposed to be training as an angel, "you cannot allow yourself these mortal luxuries. If you allow yourself to forget why you're here, all will be lost!"
But his words fell on deaf ears as the girl wandered off into the party, blowing on her party favor, the light emanating from her halo fading ever so slightly.
It was already too late.

[Ishu]

A tribal in training to be a shaman, however, an english unit wipes out her clan before she can finish her training. She is the last one left and must turn to the skills of a rogue, something that came more naturally than shamanism ever would. She wanders towns, taking what she needs and sometimes doing odd jobs, mostly for children, women and men who are worth little to nothing. But that is quite a while from now...

[Gallagher]

"There's so many here."

Her voice, little more than a breath of air, was utterly impossible to discern from clangs of metal against metal, bursts of fire and shrapnel. She had no eyes for the dirtied, scampering men around her, and they none for her. They would fight their fight, wage their war, waste their lives... It was of no importance to her.

She stepped delicately over scraps of wire, the spilt blood painting the ground earning not so much as a second glance, her feet never quite touching the ruin of it all.

The only ones that could see her were those without the power to scream.

They knew who, and what, she was. Hidden beneath the immaculate white she wore, behind those warm eyes, under untarnished skin, she was what they all had feared from the start. Her gentle smiles told them how happy that she was to sever them from their corpral forms. Death would not bring them to Heaven or spare them from their suffering, but that, too, was beyond her sympathy. And besides, she was dreadfully hungry today.

[Nexess]

A once famous Doctor, he's not reduced to a zombified freak after he accidentally drank a beaker of mixed acids and chemicals, instead of his morning coffee.
Now he spends his days wandering the city, eating peoples toes, and generally causing trouble.
In his down time he enjoys dumpster diving for next things to add to his ever changing outfit!

[Gallagher]

"Christ, what time is it?"

"3PM"

"Fix me some coffee, I feel stiff as fu- ... Why's there cardboard on my back?"

"I made you wings."

"... Did you glue the blanket to my ass?"

"Yes."

"I hate you."

[Quiet Man Cometh]

A once optimistic and jovial med student, Gall is the result of what happens too many cults fight over the same sacrificial virgin and botch things, repeatedly. She finished her medical training repairing herself.

[Nexess]

Once she was a mighty goddess, not she sits at home with her army of cats, waiting for the day when she will rise again~