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Story: year 2100,not too long ago the world was almost in chaos due to demons taking human forms, the do what they want whenever they want, but, that was being controlled by the angels, they taked human forms too to avoid being discovered, they tried to kill the demons from the inside, but, now, nor demons nor angels can take humans forms, so now they get into humans when the are born, the battle has become much dificult, so now, the four guardians of heaven has taken action, but they are nowhere to be find, Gabriel was found in Japan, fighting with a demon, now, Lucifer has taken action too, he sent his best demons, between them was thanatos, the lord of the death, but he had to take a newborn's body, and lost his memory, that kid is now 15 years old, and he discovered his powers, but not his nature, now, both angels and demons attack him, not knowing who he is, but they feel a dangerous air around him... year 2115...


This is a remake of my old RP Heaven or Hell, same story but if you need any help clear anything just PM, i tough i would do this because i've seen my mistakes and i hope not making them again, same time and past, but you don't have to necesarily keep the same old events (for those who participated in Heaven or Hell); and as always: this is a worldwide RP so be free to be where you want

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Name
Age
Race
Place(where you are at the moment)
App:
Real App If angel or demon
Powers
Rank/Job: you can be anything, like, demon hunter, or captain of something, anything
Bio(optional)

Mine:

Name: Thanos
Age:15
Race: Demon
Place: Japan
App:
Real App:
Powers: all unknow for him except that he can summon/control black fire.
Rank/Job: Lord of death/doesn't knows about it
Bio: upside


Again, special chars, they are not necesary, but if anyone wants, you can take over an important character in heaven or hell (Leaders, Guardians, etc)

Name: Lumina Umbra
Age: physically 19
Race: Demon
Place: Traveling (currently London)
App: Normally-
http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h238/ ... ha/103.png
While fighting-
http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h238/ ... 8a74e6.jpg
Real App:
http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h238/ ... 3a9tak.jpg
Powers:
~Endless Warfare "A True Warrior is Never Without a Weapon": While in use, once Lumina grabs hold of anything that can be even remotely conceptualized as a weapon by her own recognition with her hands and she decides that she wishes to wield it, it instantly gains the property and form of a "Demonic Weapon". It allows for something as worthless as a piece of scrap iron to be turned into a deadly spear or sword capable of killing Angels and striking or even breaking Angelic weapons without problem. This also allows her use modern weapons like a handgun, that would likely be marginally effective on the true forms of Angels and easily defended, and make each bullet just as lethal as it would be against a Human. This power also allows her to naturally control any weapon that she wields as if it were a favorite weapon with which she specialized in and polished her skills for many years. Once she no longer wishes to wield the item, it returns to its original form.

~The Power of Mana is Force: A Passive ability that always active. Rather then expressing her energies as a detectible aura, her energies are channeled directly back into her body, giving enhanced endurance & durability while granting her raw physical ability such that she can fight longer and harder without needing to reveal her true form and fight off Humans without effort. Doesn't make her undetectable, just harder to sense & track.

Rank: Arch-Demon of Battle
Bio: Lumina is a unique case of what happened when a Demon and Angel of similar power and compatible ability attempt to take over the same Human body. In truth, the real Lumina never survived the encounter and battle that shredded the young girl's soul and nearly killed her body. Actually... It's not even all that known what exactly happened to the Angel and Demon that entered her Though it's obvious that the Demon won. She's travels for an unknown reason, thou she seems to be Hunting Angels as part of it.

(Im glad that Neko joined again! this time i hope to post with responsibility and i wont make the same mistakes as before, i hope some of the new people join and well.... I know that Zorolo will join again too >3> don't ask i just can feel it..... and i hope that GamerKale joins too.... if he doesn't i'll have to make my way through alone ^^)

(ANd you would be right... mostly since Neko reminded me to post. Finally start vacation today! WEEE!)

Name: Zorlo Amaranthine
Age: 24
Race: Human
Place: London, England
Appearance:

Powers:

Avatar: The extremely rare power to channel the energies of lost "God Age" weapons. These weapons were forged by an ancient race of supposed deities that members of the Faustus Organization seek to gather and wield. Avatars are masters of drawing forth the powers of these weapons and using their powers to combat angels and demons. The ancient powers of the Avatar are unknown in how they are passed on, but Zorlo's attunement with his artifact is particularly strong.

Vaiyu: http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb2 ... _sword.jpg
A sword that possesses the power over wind currents and power over lightning. Vaiyu is a broad sword that Zorlo wears along his back that flows with ancient force. When swung, this sword can launch cutter waves from its edges. By controlling certain aspects of the wind currents, Zorlo can create lightning to flow through the blade and launch bolts of lightning or channel lightning through his cutter waves. This sword also grants him the power of flight and enhanced mobility.

Rank: Formerly a Squad Commander of Faustus Legion IX

Bio: Zorlo is the de facto leader of Legion IX... or was until it was all but destroyed in a battle in Budapest where Zorlo and his group were ambushed. Although he had escaped death via his capacity to fly, which allowed him to retreat, his entire squad was said to have been wipe out. Another of Faustus' Legions found him and brought him back to London to heal.

Most unnerving to Zorlo is that recent reports have told him of a woman who looked oddly like an associate of his, Mirai Yukiko, traveling on a train from Budapest, but he doesn't quite know where to meet up with her. For now, he's recollecting himself to prepare for the next battle.

Name: Mirai Yukiko
Age: 22
Race: Demi-Fiend
Place: Currently: Budapest, Hungary. Destination: Unknown

Appearance:

Powers: Mirai's Magatama grants her great speed and strength, along with some power and protection from ice magic. Her noteable attacks are:

Shockwave Slam: A powerful ground stomp that shatters pavement and sends a powerful shockwave that tears apart streets and flips cars. Although it only has a range of about five meters (15 or so feet), its destructive capacity in that range is incredible.

Gravity Blow: By gathering up force in her foot, Mirai can launch a condensed orb of gravity that hits with massive, concussive force. Generally capable of tearing down walls and dismembering normal people, this attack is particularly effective at close range, but functions as a long range attack as well. (Twenty meter range.)

Icicle Rain: By condensing moisture in the air, Mirai can rain down spears of ice designed to puncture cars and other minor protective measures.

You can't hide it from the tattoos: Mirai's tattoos generally glow light blue, but as her body receives damage, they begin to glow red. When her body reaches a critical point in wounds, the red glow begins to cover her body, alerting even her that the battle must end.

Rank: Third-Class Fiend.

Bio: Mirai Yukiko was once a member of the famed Faustus group out of England. They were particularly famous for the procurement of magical objects from the age of the gods. Ancient relics that possessed some powers of when man stood toe to toe against angels and demons. An unfortunate turn of events left almost all of her squad dead and her teetering between death and life. A voice whispered out to her and her will to live saw her revived as a human heart in a demon's body. Although unsure of what side she wishes to stand on or against, Mirai's new powers and form are clearly the result of demons, so clashes with angels have proven totally unavoidable.

As of right now, she is returning from an excavation of Budapest's ancient reliquary and is likely on a route to London, but the dark whispers she hears seem to guide her where some other fate may be.

Zorolo wrote:(AND you would be right... mostly since Neko reminded me to post. Finally start vacation today! WEEE!)

(Ohhh good for you i started them on Dec 6th :3, so.... we just need one or two more and we'll start)

Name: Red savarin
Age: physically 19
Race: unknown
Place: London ( he's gonna move soon)
App: looking for one
Real App: unknown
Powers: completely unknown he displays super strength,super human stamina and reflexes
Rank/Job: Student
Bio: one day Red Arrived in town 9 years ago badly hurt and bleeding with no memory of what happened before he arrived the only thing he knew was his name Red his past will be revealed later on he attends a pretty prestigious private school in London against his decision and he lives with his "Sister" who found him 9 years prior Red can be a loner for most of his life and he allways finds himself gazing towards the sky mumbling the phrase " Unable to become black...and unable to become white thats why I am red...." he doesnt know why or what comes over him he thinks someone must of said it to him before his memory loss

("Unable to go to heaven.... And unwilling to go to hell.... That's why i'm here...." Well, we can start.... Kai you can take the first post if you like, i'll start thinking in my introduction....)

( k I made a quick change reds 19 instead of 16)

Voice....ERAZE

Red: what?

Voice: first comes destruction!

Red: who's there?

Voice: I create nothing spare nothing and save.... NOTHING!

Red: I don't understand

Voice: I just Eraze.....completely

Red: stop! ( he tries to run away as he stops to see massive a shadowy figure with blood red eyes as a terrifying laughter sounds everywhere as the figure grabs him)

Voice: ahahahahahahah...mwahahahAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Red: ahhhhhh!!!!! ( red angelic wings erupt from his back)

( red then awakens to find himself covered in sweat as he looks around his room as he holds his head) ow ow ow ow I must of been really tired to have a weird dream like that I should head to class

It was over. Legion IX was gone... he was all that was left. As Zorlo rose and slung his sword along his back and clicked the sheathe's belt together, the green-haired man sighed.

"Are you sure about this?" Ricard, Legion VI's commander, asked as he looked at the sword.

Zorlo nodded. "I'm sure. You know that this sword only responds to me... and if she's still alive, I need to find her. I need to find out what happened. Until then... Legion IX can't truly rest."

Ricard nodded and sighed. "I'll wish you luck. Should you stumble upon anything, I trust you'll share it with us."

Zorlo nodded and spun around as he headed out the door. He was still recovering from a handful of wounds, but he wasn't as seriously wounded as he had been a few days ago. His life was no longer immediately in any danger of being taken.

~~~

The hustle and bustle of London's streets, even in the dreary fog of the city, never truly quieted the shifting of feet across the cobblestones and pavement. It was truly a place that even in the rain was a place most people didn't want to be.

The green-haired man looked up at the bleak, gray sky and sighed. "Everyone is dead... except maybe Mirai... well Vaiyu, what do we do now? We have to find her... to find out what happened... but what then?" he asked. A pulsation from the sword made the green-haired man pause and rest his hand on the hilt of the sword. "The hell was that... is one of them near? In the middle of the city... not good... definitely not good..."

~~~

"Next train boarding for Vienna."

The call on the loudspeaker dragged the woman out of her thoughts. As she zipped back up her green jacket and pulled her hood to cover her face, she gave her hands a quick glance before placing them into her pockets. She'd lengthened her skirt and put on very long socks to cover the markings and their glow. For now, she just looked like one of the psychopaths people complain about on trains. In Hungary, she stood out pretty heavily.

This train was only the next stop on her pathway towards London. Vienna, capital of Austria, was a city of music. She didn't want to be there long, and Berlin or Brussels would be her next stop from there. Mirai sighed as she closed her eyes. She released a deep breath and shuffled into the train car with a number of others and rapidly found a seat. For now, she would blend in. When she made it to London, she'd figure out her next move.

(Ok, it's fine)

Another morning.... Another day trying not to lose control between the people, i can't understand why they can be so stupid.... If i just had the money.... I could go somewhere else.... Atop of a building stood Thanos, looking down to all the desesperate people looking for something.... They always had to do something... right? Go to their jobs, attend classes.... Sigh..... Thanos walked down the stairs of the 4 Floor building and walked away, he felt like he was being pursued.... Then he entered an alley "This time...." Three kids, maybe two years older than him? Stood in front of Thanos "SO!, we meet again! What? Wanna have your ass kicked again?" Thanos stood there, silent, then walked away with his hands on his pockets "Are you going to ignore us you PUNK?" The kids stopped Thanos right before he could pass them "Where do you think you're going, PUNK?" Thanos stepped back and said with an empty tone "Call me punk... One more time..." The three kids bursted in laughs and then the three said "PUNK!" and laughed again, right after this they became surrounded by black flames... Cold, but at the same time hot 'They won't get away' He tough as he walked out of the alley and the flames surrounding the kids became closer to them and burned part of their clothings, leaving them half-naked "...." Thanos walked away.... to his house....

(Sorry if it looks kinda odd but... It's 2AM here and i can't think straigh... anyways i'll be on in 6 hours or so after i take a rest, see'ya all until then!)

((Going to be fairly busy with family stuff until after the New Year, so I might not post a whole lot until after then.))
Name: Crowley
Age: 2266
Race: Demon
Location: Japan, but he is an international businessman so he travels a lot.
App: http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/ ... 4c2yvh.jpg
Real App: http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2011/ ... 3jdcnv.jpg
Powers:
On Hand: He's collected more than just souls over the years. This ability lets him pull something from his private stock out of thin air.
Contract: He makes deals with people, typically mortals, granting them a practically unlimited wish, in exchange for their souls, or some other item of great worth, rarely does this mean they die instantly. They typically have a number of years to enjoy the fruits of their contract.
Heel: He calls on one of his hellhounds, a lesser demon but still more than a match for most humans, typically he only calls on them when a bill is due.
Souls to Spare: He is extremely hard to kill because he can consume souls to regenerate almost any damage suffered, and each soul in his possession makes him stronger.
Soul Trap: When Crowley kills an angel or a demon in a duel, simply killing them doesn't count he has to observe certain rules of engagement such as fighting "fair", he can claim a portion of their soul, thus taking some of their power for his own.
Rank/Job: King of the Crossroads
Bio: Crowley's been on earth longer than any demon or angel and in the same human body no less. A man made a deal so that he would never age. When Crowley collected the man's soul a century later, he moved into the body. He doesn't much care for the war, it means there are less humans to do business with, were he to pick a side it would likely be the side of the humans, after all compared to Hell Earth is paradise, and he likes the pizza. He has a number of crossroads demons working for him the world over, and most of his time is spent in a private jet owned by his company, Abstergo industries.

While Crowley's been in several duels he's only used Soul Trap a handful of times, and while nobody expressly knows about it, anybody who knew him before and after those events would likely have noticed a drastic change in his aura. He suspects his tendency towards neutrality in the war is because of the angelic soul(s) he's claimed, not to mention the countless mortal ones.

Name: Patchy
Race: Hellhound
Location: Never far from Crowley
App: http://nevaehell.deviantart.com/art/Diavolcan-97626522
Bio: Patchy is neither the oldest nor the strongest hellhound of Crowley's, but he is his favorite.

Red ( he quickly manages toget read as he throws on his winter coat along with his backpack as he hops on his motorcycle it's of foreign make like a customized Yamaha super bike black and dark blue as he speeds off as he arrives on his campus and he parks his bike as he rushes to class) Aghh! Yeah I made it!

Girl: rushing to campus again I see

Red: yeah well taking a morning class like this if kind of hard due to my sleeping pattern besides your one to talk

Girl..?

Red: Sammy your short of break you wearing running shoes and your hair is Abit messy despite how well you covered it

Samantha: reds spot on deductions once again dot you get tired of being right all the time

Red: you kidding it's exactly as fun as it sounds

(Ok,anyone else are welcome to join in!, just PM me your character sheets, Oh right!, i know it's kind of bothersome but, would you mind putting your current location? I mean, to have some ideas of where you are in case you move somewhere else so that we (and mostly, i) don't get lost on the history track)

[Japan, Kyoto rural zone]
At home at last! I've never felt this tired before, is it because of the bulliers that i gave a lesson to? Well no matter, i have to rest no matter why i'm tired. Besides, thinking about it will only get me more tired, wich would lead to me fainting on the door, wich i don't want to.

Thanos closed the door and put the key on the table, walked up the stairs and opened the door leading to his room "Aaaagghh" The boy stretched a bit and closed the door behind him, throwed his coat to a side, just right where the TV is and jumped on the bed

"I hope this cold air stays for a while...." He took off his shirt and used it as a pillow; and there, shirtless, layed the boy already asleep with the cold air of the winter flowing trough his window, peacefully.... For now....

(OCC: Major changes in any location or [Wanted] signs will be put in purple color and red color respectively at the end of my posts so that you don't miss any important facts that you must know... [Wanted] signs and such will be explained later in the history course, enjoy!)

((Sorry I'm late! But, do you want use to put up our location every time? Or just when we move places?))


[Train Station; London, England(Arriving)]
The train came in, the doors opened, and people flooded out. Almost standing apart from the rest was a single, Raven-haired girl in a black dress walked silently from the train, an umbrella in one hand and a small bag on the other shoulder. She never carried much. She didn't need to. After all, 'Lumina Umbra', was the daughter of a rich businessman and had more then enough access to money to navigate her way through the Human world. Granted, it made her a target from other greedy Humans, but then, she had no fears of such transient, weak beings. To her, the existences of Normal Humans were little more then translucent glass sculptures that moved around her, instinctively clearing a path for her as they moved. As far as she was concerned, the only 'real' beings were Angels & Demons, the wolves that hid amongst the the world's 'sheep'.
A tug at her bag. "...?" as she looked back, she caught sight of a glass sculpture trying to stealthily get into her shoulder bag. It probably would've worked if Lumina had actually been only Human. She tugged away and glared back, the person meeting her gaze and retreating back into the crowd. Was the thief gone? Lumina didn't really care beyond if anything was missing. When it appeared that everything was in order, she closed her bag once more and left the station for the streets of London.

nekoryuuha wrote:((Sorry I'm late! But, do you want use to put up our location every time? Or just when we move places?))

(Just when you move from major places, such as cities, states, countries, or any place you consider 'big and important')

That scent. Crowley stepped out of his still moving car and made his way to the source of the familiar scent. He crouched next to the scorch marks and felt some of the remains. "Black fire. Guess he's finally coming around." He sniffed the air, "And I'm not the first one here. I should just let him get killed."

He whistled and gave chase with a minimal of speed as he strolled away. The whistle had called a hellhound, one of Crowley's pets. They were invisible to humans, can be surprisingly stealthy for their size, generally strong enough on their own to make most other things think long and hard about fighting, and they almost always hunt in packs. The demon let himself be pulled along until they were standing outside of a house. He waited in a Laz-E-Boy on the sidewalk opposite the house, with the hound lounging at his side, when the hellhoundless angel finally tracked the house down he let out a little unangelic laugh that died when he turned to face the source of a cough.

The youngster nearly made Crowley laugh as he brandished his sword. "Relax little angel. You want the glory of the kill, fine, I don't care that much, but it's going to cost you that little sword you're so fond of. What do you say, the sword and neither I nor patchy here will interfere. A dagger is a more fitting assassin's weapon besides." The angel considered for a moment seemed to decide that adding a second demon and a hellhound to its kill count would be more acceptable than losing his sword for one, and Crowley sighed and focused a smidgen of his aura on the angel. It immediately fell to the ground gasping for breath and nodded rapidly before dropping the sword. "Fantastic. Patches, fetch." The hound retrieved the sword and Crowley let the angel move again. It looked at Crowley dubiously then turned to approach and kill Thanos.

Zorlo paused as he looked around before removing his hand from his sword. "Something incredibly powerful has arrived here... something unimaginably tough at that..." the green-haired man stated as he took another step forwards. London was ever a cold city. Ever dreary. Ever saddening. STill, it was his home. Still, as the swordsman started moving again, he paused. Another twinge... this time it was far stronger... far closer as well.

What is that? Who has waves like this that can bother Vaiyu so? Whoever it is, this person must be incredibly strong, Zorlo thought as he paused in the shopping strip.

It was the flowing black hair that caught his eye. He'd seen it before. This person... she was familiar. She was Lumina... he'd seen her in the news and heard many stories of her. STill, stories never really granted true understanding of some forms of beauty. Even so... his soul shuddered. SHe was where the malicious aura that was bothering Vaiyu was coming from.

Zorlo shook violently for a moment as he resisted the urge to draw the sword from his back. He took a deep breath and vanished within the crowd, following the woman as best he could. She was here... but why was she causing his sword and him such unease... unless...

~~~~

"The train is now departing Budapest's main station on its way towards Vienna. Repeat~"

The voice over the loudspeaker made the woman smile. The grind of the wheels against the rails. The slow motion that quickly increased in speed until the train was moving wholesale towards its next destination. Vienna was a home for musicians and Artists, along with musicians. She wasn't going there for the culture, though. She had greater goals in mind. She had to get to London and find out what the others thought happened to her... and to know if anyone knew what really happened to her. Things were getting insane now... and she had to get answers.

(Everyone is now looking for moi!, oh why? why must i take this fate?)

I just woke up for no reason. I'm really just not sleepy anymore; i walked to the window from where i saw two guys on the street, and one was coming to the house... Good! visits!... Oh wait, no one visits me!, the guy suddendly talked to the other guy, and he had a sword- wait! A sword!? and he's entering now on the house "Dammit!...." Picked up my coat from the TV and putted it on, sped up trough the door and went directly to the kitchen "Damn, he has a sword..... Ah wait!, what am i thinking?" When i turned around, the guy was already in front of me "W-what do you want!?" I yelled, and put my right hand in the front "Don't get any closer!" The guy's closing in!, but he doesn't has his sword with him... did he gave it away? Anyways. I just have one thing to do... Black fire appeared and surrounded the guy, barely burning it's clothes and the skin "Dammit!" I dashed my hands trough the kitchen and grabbed a knife "Ha!" I throwed it at the guy's face, but he just avoided it. Damn! the only option is to run!, and efectively i jumped trough the kitchen's window and ran out. I got a glance at the guy standing in there close to my house 'Who is he?' I tough, he has the sword.... So he has it now. I stopped thinking and turned around, saw at the guy already outside the house and i could do nothing more but to fire him up with my black flames "Damn, what are you!?, and what do you want from me!?" He was getting closer, i could only fire him up and see what happened

(Sorry for the sudden change in RP style but, i decided it would be better to RP like this =) )

Crowley scratched Patchy behind the ears. "There there. I know you want to eat him, but we promised not to interfere." He slipped the blade into his pocket, how it fit was anybody's guess, and he walked after the battle, if you could call it that. "Come on. Get up in his face and fight. Give him a right and a left and a gum gum bazooka! We paid to see a fight not a game of lasertag!" He shouted over a mouthful of popcorn. Patchy barked agreement beside him, which had the completely unintentional effect of paralyzing both the angel and Thanos with a wave of terror for a moment. He wasn't interfering, not really, no more than a spectator at a sports event at least. Crowley threw a metal folding chair between them and shouted, "The chair! Give him the chair!"

(oohhh~ Is this going to become a WWE fight? if it is... it's gonna be sooooo fake )

"Where'd these guys came from? anyways i have to pick up the chair!" I picked up the floding chair already folded and jumped to the guy, striking him in the head with the chair in mid-air "Agh.... You're a tough one" I think i got the strange guy angry because he rushed at me!. I quickly rolled back and threw the chair to him, followed by a black flame burst that, this time burning half his face "Hah!.... Not so tough now eh?" I smiled, but stood firm.

And as i tough, he just rushed at me with, what it looked like, a dagger "Hey! that's no fair!" I barely could dash to a side, he got to slice a bit of my cheek. Agh that hurts, now he's gonna pay for it! "Grraaaaghhh!!!" I rushed to him and punched him twice in the face. Next to this he started avoiding my attacks "Let's see if you can avoid this!" With my fists shrouded now by flames i started swinging punches at him.

"Hah!" I took a bit of impulse and jumped to him, with a right jab right into his jaw, wich sent him flying a few feet away "Heh, what now?" Ignoring the other guy who threw the chair, i focused all my attention to the guy i was 'barely' beating him up with a lucky burst, but still if it's lucky or not i'm not wasting this chance, En Garde!