RippedNose's charachters

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Name: Ryota
Race: Human
Age: 19
Alignment: neutral, but on the darker side
Gender: Male
Hair Colour and Style: blonde, is about shoulder length and in a short ponytail with his bangs partially covering one eye.
Eye Colour: brown
Ht. & Wt.: 6'2" & 135lbs
Identifying Marks: a mouth on each of his palms and one on his chest
General Appearance: Usually wears black jeans, a mesh top, and an Akatsuki cloak. He is tall and thin but he is pretty muscular and he is slightly tanned.
Background: He was born in a small shack near the Akatsuki base that his mother had randomly chosen to give birth in. When he was 3 months old Melanie had him in a forest near Konoha on a short vacation. Deidara was there as well but at the time they were alone. A twig snapped behind them and his mother looked back to see nothing. But weary of the noise she picked Ryota up and started running through the forest, looking back every once and awhile to make sure they weren’t being followed. After awhile Ryota was set down and Melanie took up a defensive stance in front of him. Three men walked out of the trees in front of her and started attacking immediately. Soon, she was dead, and her attackers left Ryota out in the forest, all alone.
Deidara got worried after they didn’t come back when Melanie said so he went looking for his family. Finding his wife’s dead body and his son crying in the grass was painful for him but he brought Ryota back to the Akatsuki base, where Ryota grew up.
When he was 8 he was watching T.V. with Zetzu and Zetzu kept staring at him. Freaked out, Ryota was about to get up but the plant . . . thing, got up and pinned him to the ground. Ryota immediately began struggling and screaming but Zetzu covered his mouth and smiled evilly. Thrashing more frantically now, Ryota was terrified that he was going to be eaten by the cannibal, and he would have if Pein hadn’t walked in at that moment. Zetzu immediately let go of the child and Pein turned around and walked out like nothing happened. The plant thing was about to pin Ryota down again but the little boy ran screaming from the room before he got the chance. Deidara was chasing Zetzu around the hideout for about an hour, trying to blow him up. After almost everything in the base was destroyed and Deidara had vented his anger he stopped but both have a grudge against Zetzu now.
Deidara made Ryota go to school when he was 12. For the first bit, he was getting along fine with most of his classmates, but that was only because he has strips of cloth wrapped around his hand from his wrists to the end of his palms to hide the mouths on his palms. He had a group of friends that he hung out with every day and he was somewhat enjoying school even though it was more exciting to hang around the base and annoy Tobi or hear stories from the members, or train, or watch them train. He could think of so much more that he would rather be doing. He didn’t like having the cloth on his hands but he kept it on while he was at school. A few of his friends had asked what it was for and Ryota told them that he had very bad burns on his hands. They ignored it after that but at lunch on his fourth day of school one of the strips got caught on a tree branch without Ryota noticing and it pulled off. When his ‘friends’ saw they screamed and ran away, calling him a freak. That had been Ryota’s last day of school. He begged Deidara not to make him go back and once Deidara heard what his ‘friends’ called him he consented.
It was Ryota’s 13th birthday when Hidan decided that he needed to use better words when he was angry since he was a teenager now. Ryota was walking down a hallway, heading to go see his dad when Hidan walked out a door and looked around quickly. He grabbed the boy’s arm and pulled him to the side of the hall. “Ok kid, I’ve decided that you’re old enough to get a bigger vocabulary” he said with a smirk. Ryota looked confused and the silver-haired Jashinnist sighed. “I’m going to teach you how to swear”. The boy immediately rolled his eyes. He knew that Hidan swore a lot as he had heard many times, but he hadn’t really paid attention to the individual words. Hidan began his ‘lesson’ with fuck. He taught Ryota how to say it properly, what it meant, and different ways to use it. He moved on to almost his entire list of profanities before Deidara came looking for Ryota and heard what Hidan was teaching him. Deidara stuck his hands in the bags of clay hanging at his waist and gave Hidan a death glare. “I’m giving you a head start, so you’d better run” the blonde threatened. Hidan took off, and Ryota saw the triumphant look on his face as he ran. A few seconds later Deidara whipped his hands out of the bags and formed the small clay figures, quickly sending them after the albino. Ryota’s father ran off and the boy heard the faint yelling of ‘katsu’ followed by a loud ‘bang’. Ryota laughed quietly and went to watch T.V. to wait for his dad to finish trying to blow up the immortal. The rest of his life so far has been pretty boring.
Pets: none
Special Abilities: makes moving clay figures that explode on command. (Or you could just say HE MAKES THINGS GO BOOM!!!!!!)
Weapons: Shurakin, Kunai, the Mizuookami, and explosive clay.
Personality: fairly friendly but has a dark sense of humor and enjoys the pain of others. He can be fairly insane at times and is normally really hyper but he can calm himself down easily. Is very clumsy and enjoys blowing things up, which is one of his favorite pass-times.

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Name: Fayt Haven
Race: human
Age: 16
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: blue, left alone
Eye Colour: bright blue
Ht. & Wt.: 6'1" 145 lbs
Identifying Marks: tatoo of a blue wave on his right shoulder
Appearance: (see pic)
Background: Fayt has always loved the ocean, and his family was faily wealthy, and lived near the sea, so he got to take many cruises, and he was normally always near water.
Pets: none
Special Abilities: none
Weapons: none
Personality: bright and cheerful, he has an optimistic view, but he can become very angry very quickly if he has a good reason to.

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Name: Mel
Race: Human
Age: 13
Alignment: neutral
Gender: female
Hair Colour and Style: brown with bangs just past her eyes, hair wavy but her bangs straight and parted slightly to the side
Eye Colour: brown
Ht. & Wt.: 5'10" and 130lbs
Identifying Marks: none
General Appearance: tall for her age, she is average weight and doesn't stand out very much
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Pets: a Black lab/ german shepherd named Tara
Special Abilities: none
Weapons: a few kunai, and the Mizuokami (water wolf) which is a sword she had custom made
Personality: she can be extremely random and hyper, and she is extremely clumsy. Mel can be annoying, but can be a likeable person alot of the time. Her mood can change quickly if something pisses her off, and she can be deadly when that happens.

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Name: Tristan Curruthers
Race: angel
Age: 16
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: black, left down, slightly messy, and longer on one side
Eye Colour: green
Ht. & Wt.: 5'11"
Identifying Marks: has white wings, and a mall black tattoo of a cross on his left shoulder
General Appearance: average height, messy black hair, has wings, and can get misjudged by them quite a bit
Background:Tristan lived a very normaly life, hanging out with friends, playing videogames, spending time with his girlfriend, until he was murdered. He was walking home from the movies, when a gang of about four 18 year olds mugged him, and when he resisted, they slit his throat, and watched him die. He came back as an angel, and he found that he was given another chance at life, and the only thing different about him was that he had wings.
Pets: a black cat with a white patch on it's face named Ella
Special Abilities:he can fly
Weapons: none
Personality: easygoing and open, he will be nice to anybody, but when he gets angry, he could be rude to anybody, including his best friends. he is very laid back, and can make a joke out of anything. He loves the freedome of flying, and being able to do anything, though he can be pretty lazy.

Name: Nick Lupus
Race: human with a wolf demon inside of him
Age: 16
Alignment: evil
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: black, with bright red near the bottom, left down and lon, covering his eyes
Eye Colour: red
Ht. & Wt.: 6'1", 138 lbs
Identifying Marks: his demon's mark comes in the form of a black wolf tatoo between his shoulder blades
General Appearance: looks pretty emo, he is not one people choose to aproach, and he can be pretty menacing, and is very pale
Background: Nick had the wolf demon put inside him when he was born, and when he was young he lost control of it alot. He killed alot of people from that, and when he was three, he killed his family by accident. Living on his own on the streets, he has killed many more people, and mainly sticks to himself. He avoids more populated areas most of the time, but often he will come to cities and towns to steal food, or even go to school if he thinks he can handle it. Each time he loses control of the demon it goes on a rampage and kills everyone in sight, and each time Nick is forced to move to a new place and adopt a new name.
Pets: none
Special Abilities: he turns into the wolf demon if it either fights for control and Nick loses it, or he gets so angry it just takes over his mind
Weapons: he considers himself a weapon
Personality: he is very dark, and keeps to himself. He longs for the feeling of love, but he has never known what friendship feels like, let alone love. He can be a very angry person, and the wolf demon provoces many mood shifts, swinging him towards anger so that it can take over. He could be a nice person if he was only treated properly.

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Name: Reiku
Race: human
Age: 19
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: black with spiky ponytail and bangs that cover one eye (see pic)
Eye Colour: light brown
Ht. & Wt.: 6'1" & 146lbs
Identifying Marks: lip peircing, tongue peircing, and tattoos around his waist/hip/stomach area (see pic)
General Appearance: many people think he looks weird, and he doesn't really fit in much, and his first impression on many people is that he's a huge pervert. . . he is skinny and pretty strong and lithe
Background: Reiku's only memory of his parents is seeing them being murdered. He was six, and he hid underneath the couch in the living room as his parents were shot to death. Luckily for him the man left right after and he was spared. He called 9-1-1 and told them what happened, sobbing histerically. After answering many questions from the police he was sent to an orphinage, where he lived until he was nine. He was adopted by a younge couple who had him for about a week before bringing him back, claiming that he was a devil child. The orphinage was a good place to pick up profanities and violance from the other children, as well as a very dirty mind. He found out that he was gay around twelve, but he has never had an actual boyfriend. Hewas adopted many times since then, until he was seventeen and he got a job and bought his own apartment. He has lived there since then, and he has a pretty good job. He enjoys life now, though he doesn't really have many friends.

Pets: none
Special Abilities: none
Weapons: none
Personality: Reiku is pretty sarcastic and rude, and he enjoys being perverted and cracking jokes, but he can be caring, and he is pretty responsible when it comes to important things.

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Name: unknown, but he calls himself Damien Abyss
Race: human
Age: 17
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: black, see pic
Eye Colour: blue
Ht. & Wt.: 5'11" and 140lbs
Identifying Marks: none
General Appearance: see pic
Background: Damien and his twin brother were born into a poor family, and his mother died of a serious illness when they were one and a half, leaving them in the care of their abusive father. He was an alcoholic, and often came home drunk, beating them repeatedly. Their names were never used, so they didn't know what they were even called. When the two boys were eight, they were extremely close, having to deal with so much together. Damien's brother was hit over the head with a lead pipe by their father for speaking when not spoken to, and he bled to death with a head wound, leaving his twin alone. At the age of 10 he ran away, leaving his father behind, all alone in the cruel world. He found a place to be trained as an assasin, and his first real murder, was of his father, when he was 16, and now he does it for a living.
Pets: none
Special Abilities: is a skilled assasin, is an expert in hand-to-hand combat and has excellent aim, but nothing all too special
Weapons: Dark Abyss (sword, see pic), two pistols, a dagger, and a pocket knife
Personality: He is extremely serious, with a bad temper and no sense of humor, unless its something extremely gruesome. He can have his emotional moments, but other than that he is a cold person, who doesn't care about other people, as long as he completes his job.

Name: Miles
Race: angel
Age: 14
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: silver, a bit past shoulder length, left down
Eye Colour: blue
Ht. & Wt.: 5'5" 123lbs
Identifying Marks: none
General Appearance: see pic
Background: He lived the normal life of a kid, until he was diagnoased with brain cancer at the age of 12. He fought with it, going through countless surgeries and therapies, but he died of it when he was 14. Heaven was a bit of a shock for him, not knowing what to expect, but it was great. He didn't want to be dead, and he visited earth often to visit his parents and younger sister. He hasn't been dead long, only about 4 or 5 years, so he still isn't that old, but he has adjusted to the life of an angel.
Pets: none
Special Abilities: none
Weapons: none
Personality: he is somewhat secluded from other angels, not liking the fact that he had died. He is a bit of a dreamer, but can get into arguments easily. Not really a people person, he stays to himself most of the time, just being quiet and keeping himself asmused, though he bores easily.

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Name: Adam Deoah
Race: neko
Age: 16
Alignment: good
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: blonde and messy
Eye Colour: bright blue
Ht. & Wt.: 5'10" and 147lbs
Identifying Marks: none
General Appearance: see pic
Background: Adam was abused as a child, as his parents hated him for being a freak. During thunder storms he was beaten worse than normal because the neighbor's couldn't hear his screaming. His 'room' was more like a closet with a filthy rag on the floor to let him try to stay warm with, and he was fed just enough to keep him alive.

He was taught from that to hate his ears and tail, and he ran away when he was eight. He lives on the streets for seven years, hiding from people, and rooting through garbage cans to survive. He was surprised that he had managed to stay alive for that long on the streets, but he wasn't complaining.

From all of that he retreated into himself and he doesn't trust anyone, especially when he lived on the streets. He got a job as soon as he was old enough, and with the money he saved up he finally had enough to get himself a small home. It has three rooms, and minimal furniture, but he has a good enough job to pay for his food and electricity and water.

He normally avoids people, as many people make fun of him for his ears and tail. He started school a year ago, never having gone before. He hates it, but it gave him something to do, and it would help him to get a better job to support himself better. He still stays to himself, though he longs for a friend. His ability to sense thoughts and emotions has done nothing for him as he chooses to avoid people, but it might come in handy if he ever takes a liking to somebody and he tries to make friends, though he doubts that he will ever.

Pets: none
Special Abilities: none
Weapons: none
Personality: he has always been very closed and emotional, hardly opening himself up to anybody. If he trusts someone enough they will get to know the other side of him, that is really sweet and funny, he can act like an over excited, happy kitten sometimes, but he rarely shows this side to anybody. Most people see him as dark and moody, or just a freak with no friends.

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Name: Damon Vanriel
Race: human
Age: 17
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: bright red with long bangs over one eye, and a bit shorter in the back.
Eye Colour: purplish blue
Ht. & Wt.: 5'8" and 122 lbs
Identifying Marks: tatoo of a cross on his left hip, and he has his gay ear peirced. (right ear)
General Appearance: see pic
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Pets: none
Special Abilities: none
Weapons: none
Personality: (uhh, getting lazy, ill stick this and the bio up later.)

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Name: Daishiro
Race: neko/human-ish?
Age: 14
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: green and black, spiky, see pic
Eye Colour: blue
Ht. & Wt.: 89lbs, 5'4"
Background: Daishiro lives the normal life of a teenager, except for being openly gay He is rejected by his peers at school, and abused and ignored by his parents at home. His family doesn't understand, so everywhere he goes he is either ignored or ridiculed, but he doesn't care as long as he's with his boyfriend.
Weapons: none
Personality: he is a very happy person, can be extremely laid back, likes humor in all forms, and he is openly gay. he is happiest with his boyfriend, but he can be possessive and gets jealous easily, but he tries to hide that. He can be a really sweet person, especially with the way his life is going, e still chooses to treat people nicely, even if they make fun of him.

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Name: Ryuka (ree-oo-ka)
Race:vamipre
Age:183, looks 19
Alignment: neutral
Gender:female
Hair Colour and Style:black, down to the middle of her back, cut in layers, normally left down
Eye Colour: ice blue
Ht. & Wt.: 5'6", 124 lbs
Identifying Marks: large scar on her side from a bite from a rottweiler when she was a child.
General Appearance: not too tall, with a slightly curvy body, with plenty of muscles. She may seem soft, until you see her eyes, which are like peices of ice. Her body is lithe and strong, which can be seen if enough attention is payed, because she doesn't like to show it off.
Background: Ryuka was an only child, living alone with her mother, who was a little crazy. She did some strange things, that Ryuka didn't understand, and didn't until she was alot older. She took care of her mother as best she could, knowing that nobody else could. When she was thirteen she was attacked by a rottweiler that had gotten loose and spotted her. Her mother didn't bother coming to the hospital to see her, and when she finally got home, the house was a wreck, scaring her to no end, her mother looking more insane than normal, and kicking her out for 'abandoning' her. Ryuka lived with a friend for awhile after that, until she was nineteen and bought her own home. On her way home one night she was attacked, an unknown man raping her and turning her into a vampire before leaving her there.
Pets: a Bernise Mountain dog
Special Abilities: enhanced physical abilities, and the ability to read the mood a person is in.
Weapons: twin katanas and two pistols.
Personality: Cold and straightforeward to strangers, sweet once somebody gets her to open up and gain her trust, which is hard to do from her past experiances, very strong willed and easy to aggrivate. She has a very bad temper.

Name: Aizel Taiven
Race: human
Age: 19
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: brown, on the darker side, but not too dark, that has natural streaks of red in the sunlight. Cut to just above his shoulders, hangs just in front of his eyes, but not enough to impare his vision, cut neatly and is normally perfect, not that he does anything to it.
Eye Colour: blueish-green
Ht. & Wt.: 5'9" 122 lbs
Identifying Marks: a birthmark a shade darker than his skin tone beside his eye, mostly hidden by his hair, and a long scar stretching from his right shoulder to almost his elbow, which he mostly keeps covered.
General Appearance: He is skinny, slightly tanned, and doesn't have much muscle on him. He has light freckles scattered across his face, but they aren't too noticable, unless looked at closely.
Background: Aizel chooses not to remember anything of his childhood, blocking it out as best as he can, locking it up behind walls to keep him from thinking of any of it. The earliest he remembers willingly is that he had been a servant for a wealthy couple since he was a child, though he didn't do much. He only helped out then. The lady treated him well, being kind to him and giving him simple and enjoyable tasks to do, making him as comfortable as possible. Her husband however wasn't as nice, ignoring him most of the time, but when he didn't he made the boy do work that he wasn't used to, over working him. He always made fun of him, sneering that he wasn't good enough, and that he could just go drop dead any time, and that nobody would care. He was drunk one night when his misstress was away, and he gave him the scar along his arm, slicing it with a knife for dropping a tray they weighed twice as much as he himself did, and then left him on the floor for the other servants to come help him and treat his wound. His misstress was furious when she got home and found out, and yelled at her husband for it for a long time, then giving him a month off of working to heal the rather deep wound. A few years later, the man died of some unknown illness, leaving his misstress to mourn, and she had always been different after that. Aizel has always been her favorite servant though, and he has grown very obediant and respectful in his years of living with her.
Personality: He is a very quiet and respectful person, very obediant and reliable to his mistress. He loves to have fun when he can, and he can be very sweet. He has a high tolerance for idiocity, and rarely loses his temper. He is a softly spoken person, who has a huge opinion on everything, but doesn't express it.

Name: Maxim Drake
Race: human
Age: 17
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: black
Eye Colour: grass green
Ht. & Wt.: 5'6" 115
Identifying Marks: none
General Appearance: skinny and short, but he normally attracts alot of attention from people. He dresses to stand out, which generally works. His dark hair and bright eyes have a nice effect with his pale skin.
Background: Maxim had a bit of a rough childhood, being outcasted by his elementary school, and his parents. His entire family ignored him, and pretended he wasn't there, not caring enough. His older sister acted like she was an only child, and his parents ignored them both. He did get money from his parents to buy clothes for himself every once and awhile, and they made dinner for him. That was most of their aknowledgement of the two children. Maxim hated his life, but didn't do anything about it. Once he got to highschool, he decided that his life was going to change, and he wasn't going to be ignored anymore. He started to be loud, and he dressed to stick out, bold colours and as cool styles as he could afford with the money his parents gave him. He started making friends, which made him more confident, and he just got louder and louder, now the opposite of the shy, scared, left out child he had been. He was also openly gay now, no longer finding it necessary to hide the fact, since his personality now was too outgoing to care. He lost a few friends when he came out, but he kept the majority of them. And if they were shallow enough to hate gays, they weren't worth his time. At home though, he was silent, acting like he wasn't there, like his parents wished. He spent as little time as possible there, for obvious reasons, as did his sister.

Personality: Outgoing and loud, popular, he can seem obnoxious to some people, but most seem drawn to him, which he loved. He bathed in the fact that people actually liked him, and that's all that keeps him going at home. At home he's silent and weary, hating his life. He openly hihts on people sometimes, and sometimes just to mess with them. He hits on girls to screw with their heads alot, even though he was as gay as you could get.

Name: Luthias
Race: elf
Age: 24
Alignment: neutral
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: silver, with shorter hair for his bangs and on the top, longer underneath
Eye Colour: green
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Identifying Marks: has the elven rune for 'Redemption' on the small of his back
Background:((meh, ill put it up later))

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Name: Draylen Frost.
Race: human
Age: 19
Alignment: good
Gender: male
Hair Colour and Style: medium brown, shaggy, to the shoulders at longest, just covers his eyes
Eye Colour: grass green
Ht. & Wt.: 5'11", 155lbs
Identifying Marks: light scar going down over his jawline on the left side, about an inch in length
Special Abilities: Can see and sense ghosts.
Weapons: none
Personality: Draylen is friendly, and pretty open about things, but he is timid, and frightened easily. He is normally a happy person, but as soon as a ghost comes into the mix, he is pretty terrified.