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9:04am Nov 25 2013 (last edited on 10:00am Nov 25 2013)
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Right, so post a basic bio that gives a general idea of your character. Anyone else who may wish to join, ask in a post along with an example of your writing style and we'll let you know if you can. ^.^''
My starting bio:
Name: Abadon Buer
Age: Unknown
Species: Nephilim
Appearance: - Height: 6'3'' - Hair style: Trimmed neatly at his shoulders - Hair colour: Black - Eyes: Sharp blue - Clothes: Dark blue jeans with a white t-shirt and green jacket. Straps around his chest and waist to carry weapons.
Weapons: As with any nephilim, his main weapons of choice are the ones forged for him at birth by his parents. In Abadon's case, its a pair of twin scythes named Ice and Maverick. Ice was given its name due to the frosty mist that perpetually surrounds the blade, and the cold feel to the blade which numbs its enemies as it slices through them. Maverick achieved its name when it was found that the blade was sentient, the spine like handle extended and contorting to block Abadon from attacks that he does not see.
The weapons are very similar to each other in appearance, the handles both three feet in length when not extended and made of a strange, spine-like material that seems to be unbreakable. The blades are a black metal harder than steel, and thrice as sharp as any razor you could find. Their only differences are that Ice has the frost-like mist, and Maverick crackles with a strange, red energy. They spend most of their time strapped to Abadon's hips, ready for battle.
Personallity: As always, I'll play this out. He holds his scythes like this:
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9:29am Nov 25 2013
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ill do a character :)
Name: Aphora Neptue
Age: 18 Species: Nephilim Gender: Female
Apperance: Skin colour: White like ghostly white - height 5'10 - Hairstyle: Long white straight hair, her hair goes to her bottom in length - Eyes: Crystal blue
Weapons: same as the weapon in the image
Known as the princess of Neptune with her father being the king, and her mother the queen. and she has 2 younger brothers (they are twins) both called Theker and Mhanse relationship to Abadon: She is his best friend from childhood
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9:46am Nov 25 2013
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10:09am Nov 25 2013 (last edited on 10:21am Nov 25 2013)
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Abadon awoke with a start, slapping the ground in order to throw himself into the air and out of the crater he found himself lay in. he landed in a crouch, twin scythes grasped in hand, crouched in a ready position. He sighed as he sense no threat, strapping his scythes back to his hips. He looked into the crater he had just gotten out of, guessing he had somehow made it. He looked up into the sky, "Guess I was dropped here..." For once in his life, he was grateful for his demon blood.
He reached up and rubbed his face, feeling a few days worth of growth. "How long was I out..?" he crouched low, pinching some of the ground... 'Earth' he had cased when 'landing,' "This is ice... Am I..? No, it can't be." He coughed before grasping either side of his head, a flash of memory searing through his synapses like a bull in a china shop.
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"Well, Mr. Buer. I am extremely sorry to have had to introduce myself to you in this way. But, as I'm sure you know, your kind don't react well to strangers now, do you?" Abadon stirred, pulling hard at the shackles that held his hands in place behind his back. "I also apologise for those. Merely insurance, I assure you." The man was dressed in a strange suit, the left side of the jacket and shirt being black, the other white. His pants had the same colours, only reversed.
Abadon spat, "Let me out of these restraints and I'll show you exactly what my 'kind' do to strangers, human."
The man chuckled hoarsely, "Oh, we can't have that now, can we? After all, my company is the only one ensuring what is left of your rabble don't destroy the Earth whilst waging your petty little war against the horsemen for eradicating so many of you. Would you even kill them all given half a chance, really? I mean, Death is your father, that does leave some sort of bond."
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Abadon stood, a growl rumbling low in his throat, "He brought the last of the remaining nephilim here... Why didn't he simply try to kill us?" He sniffed the air, catching a familiar scent, "Aphora! You here?!"
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4:13am Nov 27 2013
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Le'bump.
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9:55am Nov 28 2013
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Aphora heard Abadon and started screaming his name, but Abadon didnt hear her. Aphora was in this strange chamber with 2 big glass walls and white walls with marble flooring, and all she could think was if her two younger brothers and mother and father where ok. Then one of the scientists entered the room standing next to the metal chair that Aphora was chained too and said " We apologize for this, but we need to run some tests on the survivors from Neptune to make sure nothing bad or infectious can harm this planet, and we promise that as soon as these tests are done that you will be released." ~~~~~~~~~~~ Aphora took the scientist for his word and told her family to tell the people everything would be fine and so the king and queen told everyone that the scientists where just running some tests and everything would be fine.
The scientists got on with their work that was many things, weighing, scanning, measuring and also getting some blood samples to cheek for any infections or viruses that may need to be stopped before the people of Neptune enter earth. ~~~~~~~~~~~ The people of Neptune had spent about two months in captivity waiting to be released into earth and a after the first few days everyone was allowed to see everyone else so Aphora immediately saw Abadon to find...
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7:13am Nov 29 2013
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Abadon had trouble remembering anything more than the combat training given to him by his uncle. The rest was there, but he could not quite reach it. His uncle, the Kinslayer - otherwise known as Death - had taken him under his wing as soon as he realised the weapons crafted for him had been scythes so closely related to his. Abadon had watched as his uncle - his father's brother - had systematically slaughtered almost all of the nephilim, Abadon's parents included.
He lay his right hand on the hilt of Maverick, some memories coming back.
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"Good, Abadon. Good. Now this time, I'm going to hide my movements, make it harder for you to predict them." Abadon, eight years old, nodded with his scythes in hand, crouching into a ready position. Death leapt, bringing both scythes arching down towards his nephew. Young-Buer's blades came up, catching the edges of Death's perfectly, and he pivoted his ankles to use his uncle's own weight and momentum against him, throwing him a good four metres.
Death jumped up, laughing, "Very good, nephew. I think I'll be making a warrior out of you yet."
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"Must be tech they're trying to use... Inhibitors, maybe." He knew that because human technology never did do much to the nephilim, and if it did the effects were short-lived, considering the fact that their immune systems adapted rapidly, shutting out the effects. He knew there were more nephilim about, his senses become what they usually were again, "Where are you, Aphora...?" He closed his eyes, focusing as much as he could.
He picked up on her scent, a smirk appearing on his face. "I'm coming." He fell into a sprint, crouched in a similar way to when he fought with the horseman, Death, to allow him more speed. He came to a grinding halt atop a hill, getting as low to the ground as possible to avoid being spotted. He looked down into the clearing at what looked like a science facility. Aphora's scent was coming from there, and now he was sure, as his senses and mind were now fully his once more.
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7:30am Dec 6 2013
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Aphora was wondering around the facility meeting with the people of neptune and making sure that everyone was ok and reassuring that they would be ok. But the one thing on her mind at that time was where could Abadon be? When Aphora saw her mother and father she asked them both if they had seen Abadon, and neither of them had seen him. She was feeling very nervous. But then she realised where where her three little brothers and the she questioned herself "Where are all the kids?" Aphora went up to one of the scientists and asked where where all the children?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The scientist replied there in a different facility over the hill, because adults are different from children and we need to examine both children and adults. Aphora proceeded to ask is there any chance we could go see them for my three little brothers are over there? The scientist replied yes you can go see them, in fact we have already let some adults see their children.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So shotrly after Aphora talked to the scientist she left the building to go visit the children and as she was walking up that big green field she saw children popping up here and there and then she saw Abadon...
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8:03am Dec 7 2013
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Abadon sat atop the hill and smiled as he let himself slide down, learning from years of travelling the Earth that any breaks from walking were good, as it lead to energy being conserved. He leapt of the hill as he approached the bottom, performing a forward roll and grabbing his scythes as he did so, coming up in a readied position. "No guards..." he stood up straight, scythes still in hand, and sniffed the air.
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Young Abadon was hidden in the ruins of a building, his best friend Aphora beside him as they both peered out at the burning wasteland that the four betrayers had made of their homeland. "How could my uncle.." As he went to storm out, Aphora stopped him, knowing he would be no match for the four kinslayers. He saw Death's boots as he strode past the hovel that the children were hidden in. Not that they know it at the moment, but the four had been offered immeasurable power and responsibility if they slew all other nephilim.
Once the culling was over, the children and what other nephilim had managed to stay hidden came out, and agreed that staying scattered was the best bet to stay safe.
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Abadon walked forward, his entire body cocked and ready to kill, remembering how Aphora had chosen to stay alongside him despite what the nephilim had agreed to. "I'll get you out of this place.. Even if I have to burn it to the ground." That was when an old man came out, a scientist so it seemed.
"Mr. Buer.. I see you're here, finally. Would you come this.. Why do you still have your scythes? The men were told to part all of your kind from your weapons."
Abadon smirked, "Try to part me from these and I'll part you from your spine." The scientist grimaced at Abadon, a definite note of disdain in his ex
pression. He then turned on his heel and strolled off, Abadon followed at a distance, "If where you're taking me doesn't lead to my friend, I may still do that."
The man nodded, "You shall see Aphora. Don't worry your Neanderthal brain."
Abadon snarled, "Forget what I said about maybe letting you live, human."
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