Hell?s Uprising
It is 2012. Demons walk the earth, yet few know or can even see their faces. The only ones who are able to see them are those who had a near-death experience with a high ranking demon or angel nearby. Now Evil has sent its Seven Generals for the final battle, Armageddon. The three Holy Warriors (Gabriel, Raphael, and Michael) need your help to destroy evil once and forever. Which side will you help?
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Here?s how the character sheet works:
Name:
Age:
Alliance: Holy/Infernal
If Infernal, which General you serve under:
If Holy, which Holy warrior you serve under:
Weapon: Your weapon is a direct manifestation of your soul. Therefore, the weapon is going to change dramatically depending on which alliance you choose and the one you serve under.
Bio:
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This is my first time trying to create a RP. i made this one off a story of mine. i wanted to see what turns it would take under other control.
Wish me luck!
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Reserves:
EDIT: Okay, sorry about this. i forgot. the seven Generals are the seven mortal sins:
Lust/Asmodeus-Aqualung
Greed-jad4400
Envy
Sloth-Excitednike
Gluttony
Wrath-VaudevillianVeteran
Pride
also, if possible, i would like to have only 1 human-controlled underling for each General.
if we're short by one character, i might fill in for it. though for now, im planning on just controlling the Generals and the Warriors.
It is 2012. Demons walk the earth, yet few know or can even see their faces. The only ones who are able to see them are those who had a near-death experience with a high ranking demon or angel nearby. Now Evil has sent its Seven Generals for the final battle, Armageddon. The three Holy Warriors (Gabriel, Raphael, and Michael) need your help to destroy evil once and forever. Which side will you help?
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Here?s how the character sheet works:
Name:
Age:
Alliance: Holy/Infernal
If Infernal, which General you serve under:
If Holy, which Holy warrior you serve under:
Weapon: Your weapon is a direct manifestation of your soul. Therefore, the weapon is going to change dramatically depending on which alliance you choose and the one you serve under.
Bio:
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This is my first time trying to create a RP. i made this one off a story of mine. i wanted to see what turns it would take under other control.
Wish me luck!
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Name: Carlyle
Age: 71
Alliance: Holy, Raphael
Weapon: Shepherd's Crook
Bio: A retired British SAS soldier, Carlyle lived in the city of Portsmouth. One day, in his home, he suffered a near-fatal heart attack. During this time, the Archangel Raphael came to him to warn him of the impending war. Pledging to fight with him, he fights with a divine shepherds crook, symbolizing his former command over human lives, as well as the status of Raphael as Archangel of Shepherds.
Age: 71
Alliance: Holy, Raphael
Weapon: Shepherd's Crook
Bio: A retired British SAS soldier, Carlyle lived in the city of Portsmouth. One day, in his home, he suffered a near-fatal heart attack. During this time, the Archangel Raphael came to him to warn him of the impending war. Pledging to fight with him, he fights with a divine shepherds crook, symbolizing his former command over human lives, as well as the status of Raphael as Archangel of Shepherds.
Name: Jackson Phillips
Age: 23
Alliance: Holy
Serves under: Archangel Raphael
Weapon: Gold-plated Mac-10, engraved with the words "All can change with a single bullet."
Appearance: A burly african-american, with a shaved head. Wears a T-shirt with the sleeves ripped off, a denim vest, worn-out blue jeans, and a pair of puma sneakers.
Bio: once a gangster, Jackson walked the streets of L.A. for years. He was poor since birth, and knew no other way to make money. All through his life, the only book he had to read was a tattered copy of the Bible. When he was shot 3 cm below the heart in a firefight, the Archangel Raphael took pity on him and let him live, provided he used his talents against the army of evil.
Age: 23
Alliance: Holy
Serves under: Archangel Raphael
Weapon: Gold-plated Mac-10, engraved with the words "All can change with a single bullet."
Appearance: A burly african-american, with a shaved head. Wears a T-shirt with the sleeves ripped off, a denim vest, worn-out blue jeans, and a pair of puma sneakers.
Bio: once a gangster, Jackson walked the streets of L.A. for years. He was poor since birth, and knew no other way to make money. All through his life, the only book he had to read was a tattered copy of the Bible. When he was shot 3 cm below the heart in a firefight, the Archangel Raphael took pity on him and let him live, provided he used his talents against the army of evil.
Name: Curtis Anderson
Age: 17
Alliance: Holy
Serves under: Archangel Michael
Weapon: Kusarigama (I recently heard about them, and I want to use one somewhere)
Appearance (because it's easier this way): Blond straight hair, roughly shoulder length. Blue eyes. Roughly 5ft 6. Medium-light build. Dresses in a purple robe for combat. Walks with a limp. Wears white gloves. The glove on his left hand has Heavens Gate written on it.
Bio: Was born into a small family of middle class. He was raised in a way neutral to religion, as his parents were quite indifferent to what he decided to believe in. He initially left religion alone, seeing nothing of much interest in it.
At the age of 14, he was convinced into reading up on some of the Christian texts by a friend, and became very interested in the bible. He would read through it during his spare time, thinking about some of the lessons it supposedly taught. At the time, though he accepted some of the lessons as wisely thought through, he didn't believe in it really.
Then, when he was 16, an incident occurred in a design and technology class. As he was talking to some friends, one of the other pupils that had a strong grudge against him picked up a nailgun and made as if to fire it at him, not realizing that it was on. Curtis saw what was happening, and blocked the nail that came at his face by holding his hands in the way. The nail pierced straight through them both, but it had lost it's force and left nothing more then a slight red mark on his forehead.
Upon leaving the hospital, Curtis changed his approach towards the bible. He took the holes in his hands as a sort of sign, a message that Christianity was real. He also took to wearing white gloves to cover his hands, and stop people commenting on the holes in them that wouldn't heal.
Very soon afterwards, Curtis was in a car accident, one that killed two of his friends and left him struggling for his life. As he passed out in it, he had a vision of the Archangel Azrael taking his friends to heaven, and then looking back at him. When he awoke in hospital, he was happy knowing that his friends were somewhere better.
He still has minor injuries from that accident. He will always walk with a limp. However, for some unexplained reason after that he discovered that he was gifted with his hands. He took it as another sign, and on the glove that he kept over his left hand, he wrote the words Heavens Gate.
Age: 17
Alliance: Holy
Serves under: Archangel Michael
Weapon: Kusarigama (I recently heard about them, and I want to use one somewhere)
Appearance (because it's easier this way): Blond straight hair, roughly shoulder length. Blue eyes. Roughly 5ft 6. Medium-light build. Dresses in a purple robe for combat. Walks with a limp. Wears white gloves. The glove on his left hand has Heavens Gate written on it.
Bio: Was born into a small family of middle class. He was raised in a way neutral to religion, as his parents were quite indifferent to what he decided to believe in. He initially left religion alone, seeing nothing of much interest in it.
At the age of 14, he was convinced into reading up on some of the Christian texts by a friend, and became very interested in the bible. He would read through it during his spare time, thinking about some of the lessons it supposedly taught. At the time, though he accepted some of the lessons as wisely thought through, he didn't believe in it really.
Then, when he was 16, an incident occurred in a design and technology class. As he was talking to some friends, one of the other pupils that had a strong grudge against him picked up a nailgun and made as if to fire it at him, not realizing that it was on. Curtis saw what was happening, and blocked the nail that came at his face by holding his hands in the way. The nail pierced straight through them both, but it had lost it's force and left nothing more then a slight red mark on his forehead.
Upon leaving the hospital, Curtis changed his approach towards the bible. He took the holes in his hands as a sort of sign, a message that Christianity was real. He also took to wearing white gloves to cover his hands, and stop people commenting on the holes in them that wouldn't heal.
Very soon afterwards, Curtis was in a car accident, one that killed two of his friends and left him struggling for his life. As he passed out in it, he had a vision of the Archangel Azrael taking his friends to heaven, and then looking back at him. When he awoke in hospital, he was happy knowing that his friends were somewhere better.
He still has minor injuries from that accident. He will always walk with a limp. However, for some unexplained reason after that he discovered that he was gifted with his hands. He took it as another sign, and on the glove that he kept over his left hand, he wrote the words Heavens Gate.
Name: Valentina Ramos.
Age: 24
Alliance: Infernal
Infernal General: Asmodeus
Appearance:
Valentina carries all of the physical traits would expect of a servant of the demon of lust. She is stunningly beautiful, which her Spanish ethnicity strongly supports. Her eyes are large and a deep, dark brown, emphasized by a strong amount of smoky eyeliner and mascara. Her lips are soft and comfortably large, hiding a row of straight and shimmering teeth. Large, dark and gentle curls cascade around a thin neck, reaching her mid back- her hair is usually let down and free, never bound back or restricted. Her body is slender, firm, and fit, and her skin a pure olive tone. She tends to place major importance on her appearance, and as a result, her nails are most often kept manicured, her skin clean and blemish-free beneath an invisible amount of expertly applied makeup, and her hair soft and shining.
At the time, she is wearing a pair of black boots; short, cut-off denim jeans with a thick white belt; and a snug black capped T-shirt that reveals her midriff. Two silver rings adorn her right hand, and a short silver chain hangs around her neck which holds a diamond-shaped pendant with a black eye in the center.
Weapon:
Valentina's weapons are a pair of khopesh, sickle-like knives. They are made of steel that seems to burn the skin around the wounds it inflicts, and the handle is crafted of what seems to be human bone.
Bio:
Valentina immigrated to America as a newborn babe, in the care of her impoverished family. They ran a small home in the downtown area of a major city, where prostitution, theft, and violence reigned. Unable to move from the poor neighbourhood, young Valentina was stranded within the hectic and hellish city until the age of twelve, when her father, the sole provider of the family, died. Angered by her position within the world and the atrocities mankind had committed to her because of her social status, she ran away from home, abandoning her newly widowed mother to join a street gang.
The gang was mostly filled with young and reckless boys her age or younger, all of them runaways or orphans. As the groups only 'mother', as it were, Valentina felt a sort of pride and dominance as the leader of the pack. She led the group to commit a countless number of crimes, from group robberies by attacking alone individuals, to jewellery store robberies as they grew older. She became known as a sly and cunning seductress, who would lure men into her trap before striking- earning her the title as 'The Heartbreaker'.
At the age of 21, after drinking an excessive amount of alcohol after celebrating a newer robbery, Valentina found herself wandering the alleyways of the city by dark, alone and drunk. A man, homeless and destitute by the looks of it, knifed her in the stomach and stole her possessions- a few meagre pieces of jewellery and little more than a hundred dollars. Wounded and dying, unable to cry for help, a figure appeared to her in the dark as another man. He wore a clean suit, and was exceptionally handsome- more than the rough men who jeered and spanked her one the streets and in clubs. He offered her freedom and life, for a small service. Frightened, she accepted. When she awoke several hours later, she wound had vanished completely- however, a silver chain bearing an odd pendant had appeared around her neck, unbreakable and unable to remove. In her room of her dark apartment, she had found a pair of strange knives, which she discovered to be called a khopesh.
Currently, she continues these minor robberies of well-off shops, while acting as a stripper part-time in the dingy side of the city. She wears her pendant daily- she has been unable to take it off, partially because it refuses to break, and partly because it reminds her of the handsome figure who had offered her a second chance.
Age: 24
Alliance: Infernal
Infernal General: Asmodeus
Appearance:
Valentina carries all of the physical traits would expect of a servant of the demon of lust. She is stunningly beautiful, which her Spanish ethnicity strongly supports. Her eyes are large and a deep, dark brown, emphasized by a strong amount of smoky eyeliner and mascara. Her lips are soft and comfortably large, hiding a row of straight and shimmering teeth. Large, dark and gentle curls cascade around a thin neck, reaching her mid back- her hair is usually let down and free, never bound back or restricted. Her body is slender, firm, and fit, and her skin a pure olive tone. She tends to place major importance on her appearance, and as a result, her nails are most often kept manicured, her skin clean and blemish-free beneath an invisible amount of expertly applied makeup, and her hair soft and shining.
At the time, she is wearing a pair of black boots; short, cut-off denim jeans with a thick white belt; and a snug black capped T-shirt that reveals her midriff. Two silver rings adorn her right hand, and a short silver chain hangs around her neck which holds a diamond-shaped pendant with a black eye in the center.
Weapon:
Valentina's weapons are a pair of khopesh, sickle-like knives. They are made of steel that seems to burn the skin around the wounds it inflicts, and the handle is crafted of what seems to be human bone.
Bio:
Valentina immigrated to America as a newborn babe, in the care of her impoverished family. They ran a small home in the downtown area of a major city, where prostitution, theft, and violence reigned. Unable to move from the poor neighbourhood, young Valentina was stranded within the hectic and hellish city until the age of twelve, when her father, the sole provider of the family, died. Angered by her position within the world and the atrocities mankind had committed to her because of her social status, she ran away from home, abandoning her newly widowed mother to join a street gang.
The gang was mostly filled with young and reckless boys her age or younger, all of them runaways or orphans. As the groups only 'mother', as it were, Valentina felt a sort of pride and dominance as the leader of the pack. She led the group to commit a countless number of crimes, from group robberies by attacking alone individuals, to jewellery store robberies as they grew older. She became known as a sly and cunning seductress, who would lure men into her trap before striking- earning her the title as 'The Heartbreaker'.
At the age of 21, after drinking an excessive amount of alcohol after celebrating a newer robbery, Valentina found herself wandering the alleyways of the city by dark, alone and drunk. A man, homeless and destitute by the looks of it, knifed her in the stomach and stole her possessions- a few meagre pieces of jewellery and little more than a hundred dollars. Wounded and dying, unable to cry for help, a figure appeared to her in the dark as another man. He wore a clean suit, and was exceptionally handsome- more than the rough men who jeered and spanked her one the streets and in clubs. He offered her freedom and life, for a small service. Frightened, she accepted. When she awoke several hours later, she wound had vanished completely- however, a silver chain bearing an odd pendant had appeared around her neck, unbreakable and unable to remove. In her room of her dark apartment, she had found a pair of strange knives, which she discovered to be called a khopesh.
Currently, she continues these minor robberies of well-off shops, while acting as a stripper part-time in the dingy side of the city. She wears her pendant daily- she has been unable to take it off, partially because it refuses to break, and partly because it reminds her of the handsome figure who had offered her a second chance.
Name: Dahlia
Age: 18
Alliance: Infernal
Serves under: Wrath
Weapon: An onyx ring blade with sharpened edges (This has given her scars on her hands, that she doesn't even notice anymore)
Appearance: Shoulder-length ringleted Russet hair, Dark brown (almost black eyes), usually dressed in a casual laced off the shoulder black dress with a short maroon leather jacket, matched with just below knee-length black studded boots. She has severe insomnia which caused dark rings to remain permanently under her eyes which she outlines with eyeliner and dark eyeshadow.
Bio: Ever since she was young, she seemed to have an incurable blood lust, of course Dahlia had no idea what the problem was until the incident. At a very young age, her life was put at risk during a house fire. Wrath found potential on the young soul and brought her back. Since that moment she knew how to fill the void, taking almost childish joy in the idea of violence and blood. Her parents passed away when she was 7 and has remained family-less due to her manipulation and corruption of those around her, she was taken into a foster home for a short while but the other children were terrified of her. Afterwards she took to lodging at different places all over the country, always on the move- making her addiction easier to satisfy.
It's been established that her usual immature and happy disposition is merely a facade, her real personality is ravenous, enraged, spiteful and hateful. In preparation for Armageddon she was bestowed her weapon, which replaced her original weapons-razored knives.
Age: 18
Alliance: Infernal
Serves under: Wrath
Weapon: An onyx ring blade with sharpened edges (This has given her scars on her hands, that she doesn't even notice anymore)
Appearance: Shoulder-length ringleted Russet hair, Dark brown (almost black eyes), usually dressed in a casual laced off the shoulder black dress with a short maroon leather jacket, matched with just below knee-length black studded boots. She has severe insomnia which caused dark rings to remain permanently under her eyes which she outlines with eyeliner and dark eyeshadow.
Bio: Ever since she was young, she seemed to have an incurable blood lust, of course Dahlia had no idea what the problem was until the incident. At a very young age, her life was put at risk during a house fire. Wrath found potential on the young soul and brought her back. Since that moment she knew how to fill the void, taking almost childish joy in the idea of violence and blood. Her parents passed away when she was 7 and has remained family-less due to her manipulation and corruption of those around her, she was taken into a foster home for a short while but the other children were terrified of her. Afterwards she took to lodging at different places all over the country, always on the move- making her addiction easier to satisfy.
It's been established that her usual immature and happy disposition is merely a facade, her real personality is ravenous, enraged, spiteful and hateful. In preparation for Armageddon she was bestowed her weapon, which replaced her original weapons-razored knives.
Name: Van Pasterbelt
Age: 34
Alliance: Infernal
Infernal General: Greed
Appearance: A designer black business suit that includes black trousers and black shoes. He also has a gold ring with a red ruby in the center.
Weapon: A rapier type sword with various types of jewels encrusted in its handle
History: Van grew up as the son of a poor family, as a child he was mocked and teased by the other children for his poverty and saw how his parents aspired for little. One day he pick pocketed a wealthy man and discovered he suddenly had more than four hundred dollars. After splurging the money on objects of the children's fascination, the others kid soon respected him and gave him positive attention. This left him with a pathological desire to steal.
After a rough ten years of petty theft, Van refined his taste and began to steal hive value objects to sell on the black market. Jewels, painting, documents, nothing was safe from Van and his thieving spree. He envisioned himself as an urbane member of the upper class and spent countless dollars improving his image and buying the finest of items: clothing, cars, houses and the like. However, no matter how much money he got, no matter how much attention he received he wanted more.
Eventually however one of his buyers betrayed him and after being shot in the stomach he was left to die. The daemon Greed had observed him for a long time and asked if we would be willing to exchange his services for his life.
Waking up in a strange place, he found the strange figure that had saved his life. Offering only cryptic answers he was given a sword and a ring and told that when the time came, he would be able to repay his debt.
Now that the invasion has come it is time for Van to begin his repayment for life.
Age: 34
Alliance: Infernal
Infernal General: Greed
Appearance: A designer black business suit that includes black trousers and black shoes. He also has a gold ring with a red ruby in the center.
Weapon: A rapier type sword with various types of jewels encrusted in its handle
History: Van grew up as the son of a poor family, as a child he was mocked and teased by the other children for his poverty and saw how his parents aspired for little. One day he pick pocketed a wealthy man and discovered he suddenly had more than four hundred dollars. After splurging the money on objects of the children's fascination, the others kid soon respected him and gave him positive attention. This left him with a pathological desire to steal.
After a rough ten years of petty theft, Van refined his taste and began to steal hive value objects to sell on the black market. Jewels, painting, documents, nothing was safe from Van and his thieving spree. He envisioned himself as an urbane member of the upper class and spent countless dollars improving his image and buying the finest of items: clothing, cars, houses and the like. However, no matter how much money he got, no matter how much attention he received he wanted more.
Eventually however one of his buyers betrayed him and after being shot in the stomach he was left to die. The daemon Greed had observed him for a long time and asked if we would be willing to exchange his services for his life.
Waking up in a strange place, he found the strange figure that had saved his life. Offering only cryptic answers he was given a sword and a ring and told that when the time came, he would be able to repay his debt.
Now that the invasion has come it is time for Van to begin his repayment for life.
Name:Adrian Adler
Age: 26
Alliance: Infernal
Serves under: Sloth
Appearance: Long messy brown hair, brown eyes, pale complexion, he looks somewhat like a stoner and always looks relaxed. He wears a white under shirt, a green sweatshirt with a hood, faded blue denim jeans, a pair of white sneakers.
Weapon: A sword cane, the sheath is made of brown and black wood in a stripped pattern, the
sword is single edged and made of steel. it is easily goes unnoticed because of its disguise.
http://aesthetictraditionalist.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/cane-sword-rattan.jpg
Bio: Adrian was born into an incredibly wealthy family both his parents were CEO's of massive corporations, which resulted in himself thinking that he never had to work. soon after his parents died when he was 17 he became a drifter, moving from town to another spending his days relaxing and partying.
Everything was going fine until his 25th birthday, he was returning home after a long day of partying and he was struck by a car while crossing the street, the car drove off leaving him in the street to die. He was approached by man dressed in the exact same attire saying that he would save Adrian in an exchange for repayment later, Adrian replied with "okay" and with that he awoke on his couch next to a sword cane with note attached reading "you shall be summoned when the end is near"
Now with Armageddon approaching Adrian has really not changed his habits, he continues to relax even with doomsday coming.
Age: 26
Alliance: Infernal
Serves under: Sloth
Appearance: Long messy brown hair, brown eyes, pale complexion, he looks somewhat like a stoner and always looks relaxed. He wears a white under shirt, a green sweatshirt with a hood, faded blue denim jeans, a pair of white sneakers.
Weapon: A sword cane, the sheath is made of brown and black wood in a stripped pattern, the
sword is single edged and made of steel. it is easily goes unnoticed because of its disguise.
http://aesthetictraditionalist.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/cane-sword-rattan.jpg
Bio: Adrian was born into an incredibly wealthy family both his parents were CEO's of massive corporations, which resulted in himself thinking that he never had to work. soon after his parents died when he was 17 he became a drifter, moving from town to another spending his days relaxing and partying.
Everything was going fine until his 25th birthday, he was returning home after a long day of partying and he was struck by a car while crossing the street, the car drove off leaving him in the street to die. He was approached by man dressed in the exact same attire saying that he would save Adrian in an exchange for repayment later, Adrian replied with "okay" and with that he awoke on his couch next to a sword cane with note attached reading "you shall be summoned when the end is near"
Now with Armageddon approaching Adrian has really not changed his habits, he continues to relax even with doomsday coming.
Reserves:
EDIT: Okay, sorry about this. i forgot. the seven Generals are the seven mortal sins:
Lust/Asmodeus-Aqualung
Greed-jad4400
Envy
Sloth-Excitednike
Gluttony
Wrath-VaudevillianVeteran
Pride
also, if possible, i would like to have only 1 human-controlled underling for each General.
if we're short by one character, i might fill in for it. though for now, im planning on just controlling the Generals and the Warriors.
