Basic Profile Outline for Humans

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Occupation:
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Pet(s):
Eyes:
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Hair:
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Name: Atalya Genevieve Noel
Nickname/Alias: N/A
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Occupation: Artist and novelist
Weapon(s) of choice: Pacifism
Pet(s): none, they all died
Eyes:
Shape- rounded
Color- blue
Size- medium
Hair:
Length- Reaches her buttocks
Style- Long and down, but she enjoys putting flowers and bows into it
Color- Platinum blonde
Skin Tone: Pale
Bust Size: A
Height: 5’3”
Weight: 90lbs
Build: Very thin, almost anorexic
Clothes:
Head – Often has flowers and or a bow in her hair
Upper body – Likes loose, blouses of solid color with perhaps an accent of ribbon or bows or dresses.
Lower body – A soft skirt of solid color, often with ruffles
Feet – likes to go barefoot, but will put on sandals to go into public
Accessories - Wears a ribbon choker and bracelets
Personality:
Likes – soft things, pastels, beauty, seeing people in love, helping people, quiet
Dislikes – harshness, any ugliness, arguing, loudness, disagreement with her beliefs
Basic description - She has a very soft demeanor, but hates it when people try to disagree with her, even if what she is saying seems purely fantastical. She can get violent if provoked in the correct way, but these episodes are often short lived and followed by a bout of escapism.
History:
Past: Atalya seemed normal at birth, but by the age of three, it became apparent that she was not. She is, for lack of a better word, crazy. She strives for utter perfection in the world around her. If anything is out of place, if anything or one does anything to break that perfection, she goes into violent fits before suddenly withdrawing into an escape where she will not interact or speak for days. She seems to be very distant and locked in a fantasy world to those who see her and her views on life and the world around her are unrealistic. She does not mesh well with reality or other people and therefore remains isolated and aloof. She has the belief that she is completly right in everything she believes, no mater how ridiculous it may be, such as her belief that God told her He would give her a Loved One one day, but that she must remain pure for whenever they may come. Her parents were never sure what was wrong with her and they gave her to a hospital for treatment. She is living on her own now in a small house on the edge of the park, but whether she is free legally or if she escaped is a mystery.
Birth Place: Strid, on Christmas Day
Current Location: Strid


***Note - Atalya is crazy, so bear that in mind when reading any posts she is in, they will be typed to reflect her condition.

Name: Gibbons Flakesley

Nickname/Alias: He's a bartender, so... whatever someone yells at him with
Other characters at the Inn:
Simmons (half-demon - rat base, waiter and bellboy)
Gyra (full demon - succubus, barmaid)

Gender: Male

Age: Somewhere between 40 and 50

Occupation: Current owner of the Niche Inn (static character; also will use his account for any of his underlings at the Inn.)

Weapon(s) of choice: hired thugs, loyal customers, or anything that comes to hand. He's well-versed in the art of barfights.

Pet(s): N/A

Eyes: Only one -the other was lost in the same card game in which he won the Inn.
Shape- the remaining eye is constantly squinted slyly.
Size- small and slitlike due to his constant squint. He has a habit of darting glances furtively throughout any room he is in.

Hair:
Length- buzz cut or bald, depending on when he last shaved - he doesn't really like people knowing that he is balding. He's usually pretty bad about shaving his face, too; he's always got a little bit of stubble on his chin.
Style- see above
Color- a nondescript dark brown or black peppered with grey; it's hard to tell what color it is because it's generally too short.

Skin Tone: Probably tan, but he's too grimy to really tell.

Bust Size: N/A

Height: about 6'6"

Weight: hefty; what some people might call fat, but most of it's muscle.

Build: A college football player gone to seed.

Clothes:
Head - Nothing, although if he feels particularly concious of his empty socket, he might put on an eye patch, but that's about it.
Upper body - a rather greasy white apron and an expansive white shirt with sweat stains around the armpits.
Lower body - Loose brown capri pants, tattered on the bottom with wear and age, and normally a dirty rag stuffed in one pocket.
Feet - Large, scuffed black boots.
Accessories - N/A

Personality:
Likes - Money, winning, smokes, hot chicks, cards, and a good brawl.
Dislikes - moochers, people who mess up his inn, goody-goodies, and other such people.

Basic description - Gibbons is a very static character created mainly to maintain the Niche Inn and little else. He seems a little dull and more than kind of slow, but he's been able to live over 45 years in the slums of Obsequium, so he has to have some talent... not to mention that he's the owner of one of the most well-known hubs of corruption in the whole of the demon city.

History: Basically, a corrupt man who won against the former owner in a high-stakes game of cards. He is now the owner of the Niche Inn. He enjoys the prestige of owning the Inn and parades it proudly.

Past: There's not much to tell about Gibbons - he was simply one of the endless rabble of patrons that used to frequent the Inn. He's lived nearby almost all his life. He only came to eminence after he'd won a rather rough game of an odd variation of poker, winning the Inn in the process.

Birth Place: Near Obsequium

Current Location: the Niche Inn in Obsequium

Name: Kaoru Matsu’ura

Nickname/Alias: none for now

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Occupation: Owns a small pet store

Weapon(s) of choice: Bo staff

Pet(s): a white cat named Artemis

Eyes:
Shape- Round
Color- Turquoise
Size- large

Hair:
Length- long
Style- down
Color- brown

Skin Tone: light

Bust Size: normal at about a B

Height: 5’ exactly

Weight: 105lbs

Build: Small

Clothes:
Head - nothing
Upper body – a green striped turtleneck sweater
Lower body – dark brown kakis
Feet – black converse
Accessories – a necklace she received from someone long ago

Personality:
Likes – cats, dogs, animals of all kinds really, texting, people, foods of all kinds, and work
Dislikes – hamburgers, rudeness, and cars
Basic description – She is a sweet loving girl who can be friends with anybody, and loves to help others out if she can.

History:
Past: On Halloween when she was about 10 she and her parents got into a bad car crash where her father died on the scene and her mother was in a coma for a month until she finally died. The only thing she remembered before the crash was her name and the silouette of a man pulling her out of the flipped car. She was crying so to calm her down he gave her his necklace. When the paramedics arrived she was taken to the hospital in the ambulance waitching his form retreat from her. She seeks to find this man who saved her life and thank him.
She now lives on the mountainside of Strid in the slums. She goes into the nicer part of Strid to work in her pet store.
Birth Place: Strid
Current Location: Strid

Name: Savvy Dasaan

Nickname/Alias: Savvy

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Occupation: Homeless Mercinary

Weapon(s) of choice: Machine Gun, Mashayell Katana

Pet(s): His Katana (A demon blade. Think Soul Caliber, mate.) They share a mental connection.

Eyes:

Shape- Round

Color- Blue

Size- average

Hair:

Length- Short

Style- Crew

Color- Black

Skin Tone: White

Height: 5'9"

Weight: 178lbs

Build: Muscular

Clothes:

Head - Sunglasses

Upper body - Black tank-top

Lower body - Black pants

Feet - Black Combat Boots

Accessories - Long Black Trench Coat

Personality:

Likes - Girls, Guns, Speedy things regardless of what it is, cigars, drinks, and jobs

Dislikes - Followers and cops

Basic description -

History: Savvy was formerly a simple soldier doing as his job required him to do. Life was honest and easy. He had achieved a high rank and was strong enough to take on at least the lesser forms of the other races. Then his wife and daughter was killed by an unknown assassin. He then dedicated his life to revenge for the murder. The only ones he would ever possibly bow down to were Lucifer or God. He strengthened himself greatly til he was sure he could kill a vampire at least. Satisfied, he set out to find the assassin and kill him with extreme prejudice..

Past: Read above.

Birth Place: Strid

Current Location: Unknown