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Old/Dead Character Rules « Thread Started on Nov 6, 2006, 4:50pm »
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Username: N/A Character name: Kikita Cochrane Age: 19 years old Race: Witch/Whitelighter-to-be Powers: Whitelighter Powers, Telepathy Family: Parents: Mother:- Forty Three Years Old – Elizabeth Cochrane:- works in a supermarket, hiding her witch heritage as she doesn’t want to let others know that she is a witch. She really doesn’t believe that Kikita should be a witch. Father: Forty Five Years Old:- Rory Cochrane:- works as a lorry driver, although he is also a whitelighter, he doesn’t use his powers much anymore. He believes that Kikita should follow in his footsteps so he was the one that let her go to magic school. Children: None Siblings: Eight Years Old:- Megan Cochrane Background: Born in the early hours of the morning, 12:45am to be exact, Kikita Cochrane came into the world. Being born to a whitelighter father and witch mother it was obvious she was going to have powers. She showed her powers early, yet not as early as they expected her to. Kikita was to start magic school as soon as possible.
Although her mother wasn’t very happy at that, Kikita still went. She didn’t stay at home for long as she moved in with a classmate; she visits home often but didn’t want to be around parents who were weary of her powers. Her sister Megan is to live life normally and Kikita isn’t very pleased at that.
She knows Wyatt Halliwell and Christopher Halliwell but finds herself closer – by speaking levels – to Chris. Kikita’s turning twenty soon and isn’t sure what she will do – all she knows is that she is expecting to become a charge soon to a whitelighter. The whitelighter she doesn’t know whom it will be yet but she does hope that she may know him or her. Personality: Usually sitting bland with an expressionless face, no-one really knows what goes on inside Kikita’s mind… until now… although she can be really nice to speak to and protective of her younger sister Megan you better not cross her. She has been learning karate and is a very good witch. She can also be really dark when things don’t go her way; she likes to be in charge when its possible but she will also take lead if she knows the person in charge well enough. She may not admit it but she does like Chris. [If that’s okay] Picture: (optional): Sample post: - Sitting by a desk, leaning against a seat. She couldn’t believe this, her eyes darted to the lecturer she had today. Kikita Cochrane was bored out of her brain. She just didn’t understand what she had to do to make people understand her.
There were usually a lot of pupils in this class but today there was just her and a couple of stragglers, she didn’t realise why she had to be one of them to actually go to class. Kiki leant back, her arm on the back of the seat as she bit her bottom lip. Classes were much fun when she had people around her who she talked to.
“I’ll just visit them later.” She supposed under her breath trying not to get caught out as she tapped her pen against the tabletop. Her bright blue eyes gazed out of the window as she wondered when the time for lunch would come so she could go to visit her friends. Blowing strands of a stray fringe out of eye she gave one final sigh – which she did a lot that day – before continuing with that essay.
Joined: Oct 2006 Gender: Female Posts: 1,558 Location: UK
Re: Old/Dead Character Rules « Reply #1 on Mar 26, 2009, 8:57pm »
Username: Patchi (Characters created and owned by Negashi) Characters killed off: James Renwick and Negashi Killed by: Each Other Additional information (optional): Request by staff and member for neither characters to be possessed, brought back to life etc
Username: Negashi Character name: James Renwick Age: - 18 Race: Witch Powers: Astral Projection, Summoning. Family* - Parents: Arthur & Mary Renwick. - Children: N/A - Siblings: Claire Renwick.
Background: James was born into a middle-classed working family. Nothing was ever wrong with James's family-- he just didn't match up with their personalities. His perfect older sister, a Cheerleader of course and his two perky parents. James was raised just as his sister was raised--however much he'd disagree-- although he was just natrually juvenille. He got into the wrong crowd, he got into the drugs scene, participating in gang culture. His friends would often laugh at how James' had a great suburbian lifestyle and could't understand how he could have gotten involved with their crowd, whereas he could be off at some University if he applied his mind to it. However, it was too late for that now. James is filled with pride and is often convinced the world revolves around himself. Only lately though, has he came into his powers when he realized he could simply think of an object-- and it'd be there.. Personality: Self-centered, selfish, prideful. Although underneath it all, he's all for the greater good. He just has to realize it! Strengths: Summoning, Street fighting, channelling his temper. Weaknesses: Can be distracted by materialism. His pride makes him do dumb thing at times-- influenced by the gang culture he's into. There's no such thing as backing down to him-- even if it puts others in danger. Picture:
Sample post: James entered the shop coolly, stepping onto the escalator with his hands pushed into his pockets. Stepping off the escalator at the top end, James moved throughout the large department store. ''Something expensive..'' James murmered, concealing a devious smirk as he passed by many of the items. Entering the jewlery department, James began to browse throughout the objects they had for sale. Moving throughout the men's section, James eyes settled on an expensive looking watch. A gold watch, several hundred pounds in value with diamond trimming. James eyes moved along the row of watches sat in the glass box, deflecting light from their polished surfaces majestically. d**n! Almost forgot. Security cameras! James thought as he looked up to the ceiling, only to see many black cameras staring him in the face. Security's tight. I'm not surprised. There's nothing in here that I could afford. Maybe that lightbulb..
Turning on his heels, James walked towards the exit of the department. I want those watches.. James thought, irritated that he couldn't summon anything in front of the cameras or else he might get caught. Or maybe I could use this power to break the security? James thought, feeling more powerful as he glanced up to the security cameras spread across the well-lit ceiling of the store. Opening the palm of his right hand, James focused on the wiring inside several of the cameras pointed towards the watches he wanted and himself. With the thought, the cameras spread across the ceilings of the department store seemed to crackle as sparks fell from them, scattering across the glinting marble floor. As a bunch of glowing wires seemed to appear in his palm, James threw them forward before he put his fingerprints all over them. Chances were this store would splash out on fingerprint evidence just to catch James.
Walking backwards towards the escalators as people turned their attention to the ceiling, James summoned several of the watches to appear on his arms. These will fetch quite a price. James smirked, casually exiting the store before anyone even noticed the paranormal disappearance of the watches.
Username: Negashi Character name: Negashi Arazar Age: - 324 Race: Demon (Upper Level) Powers: Blinking, Fire-Throwing, Absorb of offensive attacks. Family* - Parents: N/A - Children: Murdered. - Siblings: N/A Background: Negashi was born in England, without any parents at all. As they had seen it at the time, being demons, 'Negashi has to learn to fend for himself'. Although that was just an exes for them to not have to be taking care of an infant throughout the Underworld and embarrass themselves.
Nagashi had clawed his way up to becoming a Higher Level Demon, and taking whatever position of power he could get in the Underworld. Killing whoever he was suspicious of, whoever was weak. Nagashi has claimed a political reputation in the Underworld throughout the past couple of centuries, able to persuade an onlooker that black was white through his speeches. He owns a large piece of land in the Underworld, although not too much is known about him accept that Demons love him, and could possibly change the balance of Good to Evil in coming centuries.
Weaknesses/Flaws - Vanquishing Potion for Upper Level Demon. Fear/ Losing his Powers. To hold his status, he must be able to have his powers to remain in control of his followers. Being Frozen and destroyed. [Ice is a weakness.]
Sample post (about the character you are applying for): - Negashi blinked amongst the crowd of humans, bustling together in central San Francisco. Nobody seemed to notice Nagashi appear among the humans. Negashi continued through the city central, and then began walking through a system of alleyways set at the sides of a couple of large glass buildings. When he had reached his destination, a black wooden door set in a narrow alleyway, he stopped in front of a large demonic bouncer.
The man's eyes looked down to Negashi. ''Who are you?'' ''Arazar.'' Negashi replied, raising his eyebrows to the lower level demon. ''Oh, sorry.'' The bouncer pushed open the black wooden door, allowing Negashi through.
It's a shame that the cavern is protected by such magic. It'd be so much quicker to just be able to blink in. Negashi made his way down into a basement in the building, down some steep steps that looked a few centuries old, not modernized yet. Morgan reached the bottom, and another black wooden door lay in front of him. Morgan pushed it open, and closed it behind him.
He had entered only one room of the large section of Underworld. Well, it wasn't actually part of the Underworld. But still a domain for demons, and it looked exactly like the damp, dark pits of the Underworld. Demons glanced to Negashi as he passed through the room, then turned back to each other and resumed conversation.
A lot of demons came here. Some were figitives of the Underworld, and some needed to be above ground for whatever reason that may be. Although they had all oathed to the same group of Demons, and followed their leader.
Negashi approached two wide but closed brown wooden doors. Four demonic bouncers now stood in front of them. ''Identify yourself.'' A bouncer said, his palms faced towards Negashi put his arms by his sides. Just incase.
''I'm Arazar. I have an appointment.'' Negashi replied plainly. ''Oh, Cain is waiting inside..'' The doors had opened, revealing a majestic room inside. Although mainly everything was a dark shade of whatever colour, the walls still remained the same scorched rock as all the other rooms.
A man stood within a circle of black candles, a dagger by his side. ''I've already blessed it.'' The man said, standing. ''No need to rush.'' Negashi smirked slightly. ''I'm keen to take your powers. Their very useful. Perhaps when I become the future Source, I'll hire you. That is, if you're any use then..'' Cain replied.
''Anyway. The potion is ready. The dagger, blessed. The spell lays waiting to be read. Your powers for my Corporation, and the leadership of my Demons.'' Cain looked to Negashi for a nod. ''Obvcourse.'' Negashi replied, stepping over the candles. Picking up the green potion, Negashi pulled open the cork after a few exchanges of words between him and Cain.
''Wait. Do you sense that?'' Negashi said, before drinking the potion that would allow him to have his powers drained. ''Yes..'' Cain paused, his head facing the ground.
Many demons appeared, appearing human and dressed in suits. Although their eyes were red, and they held energy balls. ''Gua--'' Cain began, but the energy balls had all struck him.
''Pssht. He expected me to hand over my powers to gain a few followers. As if he wouldn't have killed me after he took my powers. Playing me as a fool.''