more or less the isolation and being unable to relate to the society because she is not one of their species.
P0RTAL said:
I like it As for the tech it's sort of in between. Since its an alternate reality world their progression of inventions turned out a bit differently. They have a lot of modern practical appliances you'd find around a modern house (refridgerators, ovens, sinks, toasters, electric lights) and they do have guns. They don't have much in the way of entertainment and communications though (TV's, cellphones, ect) Also they don't have advanced bombs like atomic bombs and whatnot. Guns are pretty advanced but also expensive so a lot of people use knives, swords, magic, ect
History:
Having spent years as a dark mage, he has developed a style using a staff he carved. The staff has a silver ball in the end to help protect himself from wolven. As an only child, he had allot of time devoted to him, and was instructed on magic from a very early age. at age eight his entire village was slaughtered before his eyes.The top mages gave their lives so he could escape. the day after he ran, he vowed revenge and started to experiment with some of the low grade summoning magic the high mages taught him. By accident he managed to summon a Demon, a succubus more to be exact. She offered him demonic powers for space in his body and his soul.
Out of rage against his attackers he accepted the offer. His eyes wee turned completely black and was given control over darkness. The demon took up residence in his body sharing it with him and they get along fairly well now after 15 years. she supplies him power while he lets her be in the surface world for a week each year.
About 5 years ago, before all the tension he moved into a human city and is disliked by everyone. He decided to go underground. Now he works as a DJ for a club he co-owns: Black Angel. he is respected for the Dubstyle music he creates and mixes each night.
Personality: He swings from friendly to hyper quite often. while friendly he is calm yet he can get hyper on a moments notice, usually at night time.
Looks:About 5ft nine, with solid black eyes, his skin is pale but has a slightly red tint to it. he has about shoulder length black hair and is fairly skinny. when the Succubus comes out his hair grows to about halfway down his back and his body become more curvacious like a females while still staying male.
Profession: DJ/mage.
Magic style: He uses dark magic/ shadow magic, controlling it with a staff he carved himself. on the top of it is a silver sphere that he believes will help protect him from wolven.
Hmm I added Seraphina but I might have to add a Wolven character later.
Also I really wish I was a better artist so I could put down some concept art for what the Wolven look like. I imagine them somewhat like this:
http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs46/i/2009/217/4/0/Tree_by_Ash_Dragon_wolf.png
except with fiercer looking features. Shining, almost metallic fur, well muscled, long dragonish looking tail, sharp teeth, ect ect. So basically nothing like that
History: Hume earned his nickname soon after he was born, acting older and learning things faster that every pup in the pack, almost like he getting back into practice and adjusting to his new body rather than just learning. Despite that he was still was held back from hunting and protecting the pack with his father and the other pack members due to his young body and the inability to keep pace. he never got the chance to hunt with his father because a year before he could be deamed old enough to hunt, some of the other members of the pack challenged and overthrew his father and banished him and Hume from the pack. He would later learn that his father was not well liked in the pack and the banishment was a way to keep him and any kin that could avenge him out, learning this after he tried to get back in when his father died trying to hunt alone. He barely made it out alive after his failed attempt before running off.
He was soon accepted into another pack, one that had run short of members after an accident, after he had proven his worth in a hunt. He quickly rose through the ranks of the pack and soon became second (technically third if you include the Alpha's mate) in command but started obsessing over honing his power and magic so that, at some point, he could get revenge on those that had kicked him and his father out and had nearly killed him, still feeling betrayed after his trusted friends and rolemodels in the old pack had tried to kill him.
Eventually the Alpha was able to talk some sense into him and get him to stop obssesing, at least until such a time that they found his old pack. In the meanwhile, he keeps up his duties of helping to lead the hunt and protecting the pack from other wolven and any other threats.
Personality: Relaxed but orderly, he keeps up a scheduale of guarding the pack, leading a second group to flank the prey for the main group, practicing his magic, and resting/watching the young ones play. If there's a battle though, he's ready and willing to attack and kill his opponent, not willing to let himself get into the same position he was in when he was younger, when he tried to rejoin the old pack.
Looks: About 4 and 1/2 feet tall, making him smaller than his peers, with light grey slightly puffed fur as opposed to his packs darkened grey fur. His tail is also slightly longer than his packs, being a good 2-3 inches longer. He has longer teeth than most of his pack, and two that stick out like a saber toothed cat's.
Profession: Second in command (beta) of his Pack.
Magic: Practices earthen magics which he mainly uses to move/launch himself or move/unbalance the enemy. He also knows a bit his old packs ice magic which he uses to send projectiles at the enemy but it's not as realized or practiced as his earthen magic is though he can be creative with what he knows when he needs to be.
Hope this is good.
Also, how long do Wolven live for? do they live as long as humans or wolves? Are they inbetween?
History: Hume earned his nickname soon after he was born, acting older and learning things faster that every pup in the pack, almost like he getting back into practice and adjusting to his new body rather than just learning. Despite that he was still was held back from hunting and protecting the pack with his father and the other pack members due to his young body and the inability to keep pace. he never got the chance to hunt with his father because a year before he could be deamed old enough to hunt, some of the other members of the pack challenged and overthrew his father and banished him and Hume from the pack. He would later learn that his father was not well liked in the pack and the banishment was a way to keep him and any kin that could avenge him out, learning this after he tried to get back in when his father died trying to hunt alone. He barely made it out alive after his failed attempt before running off.
He was soon accepted into another pack, one that had run short of members after an accident, after he had proven his worth in a hunt. He quickly rose through the ranks of the pack and soon became second (technically third if you include the Alpha's mate) in command but started obsessing over honing his power and magic so that, at some point, he could get revenge on those that had kicked him and his father out and had nearly killed him, still feeling betrayed after his trusted friends and rolemodels in the old pack had tried to kill him.
Eventually the Alpha was able to talk some sense into him and get him to stop obssesing, at least until such a time that they found his old pack. In the meanwhile, he keeps up his duties of helping to lead the hunt and protecting the pack from other wolven and any other threats.
Personality: Relaxed but orderly, he keeps up a scheduale of guarding the pack, leading a second group to flank the prey for the main group, practicing his magic, and resting/watching the young ones play. If there's a battle though, he's ready and willing to attack and kill his opponent, not willing to let himself get into the same position he was in when he was younger, when he tried to rejoin the old pack.
Looks: About 4 and 1/2 feet tall, making him smaller than his peers, with light grey slightly puffed fur as opposed to his packs darkened grey fur. His tail is also slightly longer than his packs, being a good 2-3 inches longer. He has longer teeth than most of his pack, and two that stick out like a saber toothed cat's.
Profession: Second in command (beta) of his Pack.
Magic: Practices earthen magics which he mainly uses to move/launch himself or move/unbalance the enemy. He also knows a bit his old packs ice magic which he uses to send projectiles at the enemy but it's not as realized or practiced as his earthen magic is though he can be creative with what he knows when he needs to be.
Hope this is good.
Also, how long do Wolven live for? do they live as long as humans or wolves? Are they inbetween?
History: Hume earned his nickname soon after he was born, acting older and learning things faster that every pup in the pack, almost like he getting back into practice and adjusting to his new body rather than just learning. Despite that he was still was held back from hunting and protecting the pack with his father and the other pack members due to his young body and the inability to keep pace. he never got the chance to hunt with his father because a year before he could be deamed old enough to hunt, some of the other members of the pack challenged and overthrew his father and banished him and Hume from the pack. He would later learn that his father was not well liked in the pack and the banishment was a way to keep him and any kin that could avenge him out, learning this after he tried to get back in when his father died trying to hunt alone. He barely made it out alive after his failed attempt before running off.
He was soon accepted into another pack, one that had run short of members after an accident, after he had proven his worth in a hunt. He quickly rose through the ranks of the pack and soon became second (technically third if you include the Alpha's mate) in command but started obsessing over honing his power and magic so that, at some point, he could get revenge on those that had kicked him and his father out and had nearly killed him, still feeling betrayed after his trusted friends and rolemodels in the old pack had tried to kill him.
Eventually the Alpha was able to talk some sense into him and get him to stop obssesing, at least until such a time that they found his old pack. In the meanwhile, he keeps up his duties of helping to lead the hunt and protecting the pack from other wolven and any other threats.
Personality: Relaxed but orderly, he keeps up a scheduale of guarding the pack, leading a second group to flank the prey for the main group, practicing his magic, and resting/watching the young ones play. If there's a battle though, he's ready and willing to attack and kill his opponent, not willing to let himself get into the same position he was in when he was younger, when he tried to rejoin the old pack.
Looks: About 4 and 1/2 feet tall, making him smaller than his peers, with light grey slightly puffed fur as opposed to his packs darkened grey fur. His tail is also slightly longer than his packs, being a good 2-3 inches longer. He has longer teeth than most of his pack, and two that stick out like a saber toothed cat's.
Profession: Second in command (beta) of his Pack.
Magic: Practices earthen magics which he mainly uses to move/launch himself or move/unbalance the enemy. He also knows a bit his old packs ice magic which he uses to send projectiles at the enemy but it's not as realized or practiced as his earthen magic is though he can be creative with what he knows when he needs to be.
Hope this is good.
Also, how long do Wolven live for? do they live as long as humans or wolves? Are they inbetween?
Name: Ezekiel Pestilance
Nickname: Green Veins
Age: 42
Race: Fallen
History: Ezekiel was born in a community of Fallen outside of Istanbul. He was different from other Fallen, his blood veins were clearly visible over his body and his skin had a sickly green and yellow tone that marked out his physical weakness. Ezekiel also had strange wings that were almost skeletal and could not be used to fly. When he was young Ezekiel was kept away from others and protected by his parents. Others fought with him because he for some reason didn?t have the usual violent tendencies of Fallen and he quickly learned to hide, hoping one day he hoped to become strong. In his mid-teens two other fallen that appeared as he did came to his village. The more rash among his village attempted to fight them. The strange Fallen whispered unknown words and fought, rotting the skin off of their opponents and summoning burrowing maggots to bury into their skill and kill them. The other Fallen fled but Ezekiel remained, wanting to be with others like himself. Ezekiel was taken by them and met others like him in their compound in Madagascar. Ezekiel learned that they were a race of fallen who believed that the angels of Christianity were originally Fallen in their immortal forms. This group believed that they were the descendents of the Horseman of Pestilence and had been blessed by him. They used a unique style of magic that used their own blood to craft dangerous diseases and poisons. Ezekiel is now a high ranking member of this group and travels the world, helping them with their tasks.
Magical Abilities: Ezekiel is quite skilled at pestilence magic. He modifies his own blood and skin to create diseases that while devastating only last for a few minutes. He can use these diseases via skin contact, sneezing, or smearing his own blood on weapons.
Appearance: Ezekiel stands a bit taller than the average human and has elongated features with two nose slits instead of a nose. He wears a brown tunic and a pair of dark green trousers cinched up with a colorful orange, silk cloth. He has a satchel made of goat skin hung over his back. Inside this satchel is a bit of food and money along with two very thin, needle-like knives. His left finger nail is sharpened so he can quickly draw bloods from his thumb. He tends to keep his useless, almost skeletal wings folded against his back. He has learned a few continuous incantations to keep his skin condition under control, but when using his magic his dark green veins appear all over his body and his skin regains his yellowish green skin.
Fighting abilities: Ezekiel?s fighting style is based off simply making skin contact. Due to his magic he casts a spell and then infects his opponent with a single strike. In general Ezekiel prefers to sneak around and take out an opponent with one strike.
Personality: Ezekiel isn?t too willing to go into a situation he is not prepared for and does not do so often. He will usually wait so he can get all the necessary information. In fact Ezekiel is almost the opposite of the common Fallen. He reacts to most situations with unusual calm such as being massively outnumbered in a gun fight on an exploding plane. Ezekiel is patient and will endure and try to help any people under his command.
Profession: Agent in expanding the Angels of Pestilence?s goals.
Name: Ezekiel Pestilance
Nickname: Green Veins
Age: 42
Race: Fallen
History: Ezekiel was born in a community of Fallen outside of Istanbul. He was different from other Fallen, his blood veins were clearly visible over his body and his skin had a sickly green and yellow tone that marked out his physical weakness. Ezekiel also had strange wings that were almost skeletal and could not be used to fly. When he was young Ezekiel was kept away from others and protected by his parents. Others fought with him because he for some reason didn?t have the usual violent tendencies of Fallen and he quickly learned to hide, hoping one day he hoped to become strong. In his mid-teens two other fallen that appeared as he did came to his village. The more rash among his village attempted to fight them. The strange Fallen whispered unknown words and fought, rotting the skin off of their opponents and summoning burrowing maggots to bury into their skill and kill them. The other Fallen fled but Ezekiel remained, wanting to be with others like himself. Ezekiel was taken by them and met others like him in their compound in Madagascar. Ezekiel learned that they were a race of fallen who believed that the angels of Christianity were originally Fallen in their immortal forms. This group believed that they were the descendents of the Horseman of Pestilence and had been blessed by him. They used a unique style of magic that used their own blood to craft dangerous diseases and poisons. Ezekiel is now a high ranking member of this group and travels the world, helping them with their tasks.
Magical Abilities: Ezekiel is quite skilled at pestilence magic. He modifies his own blood and skin to create diseases that while devastating only last for a few minutes. He can use these diseases via skin contact, sneezing, or smearing his own blood on weapons.
Appearance: Ezekiel stands a bit taller than the average human and has elongated features with two nose slits instead of a nose. He wears a brown tunic and a pair of dark green trousers cinched up with a colorful orange, silk cloth. He has a satchel made of goat skin hung over his back. Inside this satchel is a bit of food and money along with two very thin, needle-like knives. His left finger nail is sharpened so he can quickly draw bloods from his thumb. He tends to keep his useless, almost skeletal wings folded against his back. He has learned a few continuous incantations to keep his skin condition under control, but when using his magic his dark green veins appear all over his body and his skin regains his yellowish green skin.
Fighting abilities: Ezekiel?s fighting style is based off simply making skin contact. Due to his magic he casts a spell and then infects his opponent with a single strike. In general Ezekiel prefers to sneak around and take out an opponent with one strike.
Personality: Ezekiel isn?t too willing to go into a situation he is not prepared for and does not do so often. He will usually wait so he can get all the necessary information. In fact Ezekiel is almost the opposite of the common Fallen. He reacts to most situations with unusual calm such as being massively outnumbered in a gun fight on an exploding plane. Ezekiel is patient and will endure and try to help any people under his command.
Profession: Agent in expanding the Angels of Pestilence?s goals.
Name: Ezekiel Pestilance
Nickname: Green Veins
Age: 42
Race: Fallen
History: Ezekiel was born in a community of Fallen outside of Istanbul. He was different from other Fallen, his blood veins were clearly visible over his body and his skin had a sickly green and yellow tone that marked out his physical weakness. Ezekiel also had strange wings that were almost skeletal and could not be used to fly. When he was young Ezekiel was kept away from others and protected by his parents. Others fought with him because he for some reason didn?t have the usual violent tendencies of Fallen and he quickly learned to hide, hoping one day he hoped to become strong. In his mid-teens two other fallen that appeared as he did came to his village. The more rash among his village attempted to fight them. The strange Fallen whispered unknown words and fought, rotting the skin off of their opponents and summoning burrowing maggots to bury into their skill and kill them. The other Fallen fled but Ezekiel remained, wanting to be with others like himself. Ezekiel was taken by them and met others like him in their compound in Madagascar. Ezekiel learned that they were a race of fallen who believed that the angels of Christianity were originally Fallen in their immortal forms. This group believed that they were the descendents of the Horseman of Pestilence and had been blessed by him. They used a unique style of magic that used their own blood to craft dangerous diseases and poisons. Ezekiel is now a high ranking member of this group and travels the world, helping them with their tasks.
Magical Abilities: Ezekiel is quite skilled at pestilence magic. He modifies his own blood and skin to create diseases that while devastating only last for a few minutes. He can use these diseases via skin contact, sneezing, or smearing his own blood on weapons.
Appearance: Ezekiel stands a bit taller than the average human and has elongated features with two nose slits instead of a nose. He wears a brown tunic and a pair of dark green trousers cinched up with a colorful orange, silk cloth. He has a satchel made of goat skin hung over his back. Inside this satchel is a bit of food and money along with two very thin, needle-like knives. His left finger nail is sharpened so he can quickly draw bloods from his thumb. He tends to keep his useless, almost skeletal wings folded against his back. He has learned a few continuous incantations to keep his skin condition under control, but when using his magic his dark green veins appear all over his body and his skin regains his yellowish green skin.
Fighting abilities: Ezekiel?s fighting style is based off simply making skin contact. Due to his magic he casts a spell and then infects his opponent with a single strike. In general Ezekiel prefers to sneak around and take out an opponent with one strike.
Personality: Ezekiel isn?t too willing to go into a situation he is not prepared for and does not do so often. He will usually wait so he can get all the necessary information. In fact Ezekiel is almost the opposite of the common Fallen. He reacts to most situations with unusual calm such as being massively outnumbered in a gun fight on an exploding plane. Ezekiel is patient and will endure and try to help any people under his command.
Profession: Agent in expanding the Angels of Pestilence?s goals.
Name: Peter Gray
Nickname: Pete
Age: 21
Race: Human
History: Peter grew up in a nice home very close to a church, with no exceptional problems or enemies. He became a bright-eyed idealistic, and a missionary to boot. He then set off from the city to go convert some poor, misguided heathens.
Personality: An optimist, who believes good is in every one and every cloud has a silver lining. He is also exceptional tolerant for the medieval sensibilities of the time
Looks: 6' 1" and slightly chubby with white skin, short black hair, and blue eyes. Usually seen wearing his priest outfit and a smile.
Items: A backpack carrying his survival gear and a bible, and a small religious symbol(cross?) on a necklace.
Magic: Peter can summon a "light of purification", which is a beam of light from the sky. If you step in, you get healed/fixed/shielded/soothed/cleaned/less evil. However, it takes time, and lots of it. Pete also needs, to summon this light, his bible, symbol, or other thing of his religion, because he believes the light is his god's doing. Thusly, he thinks the spell's words are a prayer to his god.
Profession: Missionary
Time to dip my toe into this ocean... and mcpop is one of the ocean's fish eh? Perfect >8^D
Name: Severin
Nickname: Sev
Age: 700
Race: Fallen
History: Many years ago Luke (Lucifer) made a bet with his brother Gordon (God) that the human world had become so violent and ravaged, that not even a God in human form could survive for long, and experimented to see who could last longer. Gordon was immediately mauled by a horse when he formed on Earth, but Luke was able to raise a family and help found the Starlight City, the only successful community of Humans, Wolven, and Fallen. Luke's only child was Severin, and when his wife died two days later from unknown causes, the two became inseparable. Severin and his father aided the City as time led on, defeating the many threats the City was posed and submitting to the rule of the City's monarch, Ari Rangtion. Assassins from an anarchist clan nearly killed Severin at 22, but his father was able to kill both, but not without sacrificing his own life. At the dawn of the age of Imperialism, Ari and Severin had begun a life of hatred. Severin, who was once the most decorated man in the eternal Starlight City, was exiled for a coup d'etat. Severin now walks the Earth, alone.
Magical Abilities: His father, being a God and had aided in the creation of the world, taught Severin the meanings of the earth and the materials that create it. Severin had become The Master Elementalist, a manipulator of everything, from the Periodic Table, to phenomena such as lightning, even the Stars are subject to his abilities. This manipulation has enabled him to "Refresh" his body with new components, minerals, and "de-aging" his organs to stay alive. Only the tips of his hair show age, and his auto-mail arm and leg. Early attempts at de-aging made his right arm and left leg decay, forcing him to replace them with cold metal.
Personality: Loud, happy, quick to engage and destroy. Living for so long has made him incredibly wise, but usually doesn't reference his age unless asked. As an ex-Captain of one of the most powerful military forces in the world, he has more battle experience than anyone on the planet. He keeps his wings folded most of the time, barely flying, just doesn't appeal to him as much as taking his time and enjoying the scenery while walking.
Looks: 7 feet tall; blonde hair with grey tips; automail arm and leg; eyepatch over left eye, scar over right eye; not too muscular
Profession: Carrier of the Title of The Master Elementalist
So, I'm guessing you're going for a slightly steam-punk vibe. Excellent. SP kicks ass. An old OC I made back in 2008, I think he's due for a revival.
Ark was on one of his few surface trips, mostly to go to a record store he liked. Being in the underground meant that most of his needs and wants were already there but a few things weren't.
As he walked down the street, Ark got dirty looks. He always did, being fallen and part demonic. People stepped out of his way when he walked down the street, not for fear of him, they don't want to occupy the same space he did out of disgust.
Ark arrived at Odyssey records, his favorite store for vinyls.
"Hey Ben whats up? anything new?" Ark said to the man behind the counter
"Got in that new record from Ephixa." Ben said
"Awesome might i take a look?" Ark replied somebody had walked into the store and threw a knife at him. "Die you freak of nature!" the man shouted and a shadow wall popped up in front of the knife before it hit Ark.
"Y..y..you're a mage?" the man said fear filling his eyes.
"Yes... Yes i am, what do you think this staff on my back represents? I'm also part demonic." Ark said and turned to show them man his eyes.
His assailant turned and ran out the door.
"That was kind of harsh, Ark."
"The man threw a knife at me, i could have gutted him while still examining the vinyl. I was nice to him."
"Whatever you say. I could get you a deal, the album doesn't come out for another week, but i could offer it to you for an added fee."
"I'll take it." and Ark dropped a hundred on the counter. "Keep the change." he took the Vinly and walked to the back door of the store, opened it and stepped into his club.
The club was a special place, it existed in a back alley of the city, but you could enter it with a strong enough desire from any door. All you needed to enter was a want for good music and some fun and the next door you opened led there. Ark contacted the highest mage he knew to get this to work.
Peter Gray approached the city, excited. There were so many people in this city, some of which he was sure he could introduce to his god. He wondered what to do first. Preach on a corner? set up an office? Go door to door?
Peter's stomach growled at him. Food, that was his priority. He sat down on a bench and started to eat his last piece of bread.
I assume I get to make up stuff about the human religion, as Peter is a missionary.
mcpop9 said:
The club was a special place, it existed in a back alley of the city, but you could enter it with a strong enough desire from any door. All you needed to enter was a want for good music and some fun and the next door you opened led there. Ark contacted the highest mage he knew to get this to work.
Time to dip my toe into this ocean... and mcpop is one of the ocean's fish eh? Perfect >8^D
Name: Severin
Nickname: Sev
Age: 700
Race: Fallen
History: Many years ago Luke (Lucifer) made a bet with his brother Gordon (God) that the human world had become so violent and ravaged, that not even a God in human form could survive for long, and experimented to see who could last longer. Gordon was immediately mauled by a horse when he formed on Earth, but Luke was able to raise a family and help found the Starlight City, the only successful community of Humans, Wolven, and Fallen. Luke's only child was Severin, and when his wife died two days later from unknown causes, the two became inseparable. Severin and his father aided the City as time led on, defeating the many threats the City was posed and submitting to the rule of the City's monarch, Ari Rangtion. Assassins from an anarchist clan nearly killed Severin at 22, but his father was able to kill both, but not without sacrificing his own life. At the dawn of the age of Imperialism, Ari and Severin had begun a life of hatred. Severin, who was once the most decorated man in the eternal Starlight City, was exiled for a coup d'etat. Severin now walks the Earth, alone.
Magical Abilities: His father, being a God and had aided in the creation of the world, taught Severin the meanings of the earth and the materials that create it. Severin had become The Master Elementalist, a manipulator of everything, from the Periodic Table, to phenomena such as lightning, even the Stars are subject to his abilities. This manipulation has enabled him to "Refresh" his body with new components, minerals, and "de-aging" his organs to stay alive. Only the tips of his hair show age, and his auto-mail arm and leg. Early attempts at de-aging made his right arm and left leg decay, forcing him to replace them with cold metal.
Personality: Loud, happy, quick to engage and destroy. Living for so long has made him incredibly wise, but usually doesn't reference his age unless asked. As an ex-Captain of one of the most powerful military forces in the world, he has more battle experience than anyone on the planet. He keeps his wings folded most of the time, barely flying, just doesn't appeal to him as much as taking his time and enjoying the scenery while walking.
Looks: 7 feet tall; blonde hair with grey tips; automail arm and leg; eyepatch over left eye, scar over right eye; not too muscular
Profession: Carrier of the Title of The Master Elementalist
So, I'm guessing you're going for a slightly steam-punk vibe. Excellent. SP kicks ass. An old OC I made back in 2008, I think he's due for a revival.
I like it, just make sure not to god mod with him as can be tempting when you play a son of a god. Also make sure that he still DOES have weaknesses so he's not invincible or something
Seraphina was sulking through the streets, shoulders low and shrugged as she scurried amongst the streets like a rat. Something caught her eyes, a priest, perfect. She normally avoided holy men but she was running low on cash and he looked like a man who was well off, money-wise. She stalked up behind him and racked her brain. Her adoptive mother, Lila had once taught her a spell. Muttering, nearly silent under her breath, she flicked her wrist, hoping the magic worked. Two dollar bills drifted, as if blown by the breeze into her grasp. She had no doubt the man must have more but it was well enough that she had snagged those few bills.
Severin wandered the city streets, eyes down. Nobody needed to know who he was. The sky was dark, the city was not. In all the flashing lights and chaos of urbania, Severin noticed something. Another was walking in the same direction ahead of him. He was moving fast, a black cloak billowing behind him. A symbol was emblazoned on his left shoulder, when Severin's eyes glazed over it, he clenched his teeth, and began his pursuit.
Through the streets he followed the man, the ground trembling around him. The man turned around and saw Severin's face, went white, and sprinted off. Sev roared, the street ripping apart, a massive depression sinking between Sev and his prey. Cars crashed, people fell in, and the cloaked man collapsed into the small valley.
Severin jumped the fifteen feet to his prey, holding him up. The man's face was older than Sev's, grayer and lower than his. His nose and mouth were bleeding. Sev pulled him closer to his face, snarling. The man, laughing, spit blood off to the side.
"So, the Master Elementalist claims another?" he sighed. Sev smiled.
"Wanderer of Mythos, Connor Alenko. Your kind has ravaged this world for too long, the death of Zero scattered you, and I shall see to it the job me and my men started will be finished," Sev's automail arm tightened his hold on the Wanderer's skull, crushing it. The man screamed for mercy, begging the Master Elementalist for his life, begging for pity. He would have none.
Peter jumped off the the bench, half a piece of bread in hand. A very tall man with metal limbs and an eye-patch was attacking an old man! ...And destroying the road. Well, he still had to help.
Seraphina jumped back as well, shocked by the events. And her victim was getting away too. She would need more than two dollars for a good meal. With an exasperated sigh, she ran after him, nearly invisible as she clung to the shadows
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As for the tech it's sort of in between. Since its an alternate reality world their progression of inventions turned out a bit differently. They have a lot of modern practical appliances you'd find around a modern house (refridgerators, ovens, sinks, toasters, electric lights) and they do have guns. They don't have much in the way of entertainment and communications though (TV's, cellphones, ect) Also they don't have advanced bombs like atomic bombs and whatnot. Guns are pretty advanced but also expensive so a lot of people use knives, swords, magic, ect
