Death rise

Plot-
You're dead, plain and simple. You were killed in a very gruesome way, and now have been sent to hell. Don't worry though, you got a chance to get out of it. Death is bored, he has been for the longest of times. SO what does he do, make some fun. He has selected a few of the recently departed, and decided to let them try and get out of hell. You have been chosen to go with that team.

-Rules
Everyone is on the same team here
You can curse if you want to
Violence is allowed, along with gory stuff
Romance will be allowed, but would be hard.
You are all strangers, no exceptions.


Characters
Name-
Age-
Gender-
Personality-
Skills- (What can they do, note singing and such isn't really helpful)
Description-
Death-(as in how)
Other History-
Other-

Quick question. How are we getting out of Hell? Is it going to be a bunch of different teams battling it out for their ticket out, or what?

Sorry, should have explained better.

Its just one group, and the characters have to go through several different stages, designed by Death. Each one is different, and will be drastically different from the one before it. They will be made up, in the DT, which I will make when this gets enough characters.

I might join. I'm a little pressed for time at the moment, but it does look interesting.

Name- Sanya Birmingham

Age- 26

Gender- Female

Personality- Observant and quick witted, she is constantly taking stock of things around her ready to react. She's fun and outgoing, but all the while she is ready for almost anything.

Skills- Before she died, she had trained in mixed martial-arts, competing and winning the championship title of her state. She's also skilled with shooting.

Description- Short black hair in a men's style haircut, dark skin and black eyes. Lean muscle and wears a black tank and black cargo-pants with combat boots

Death- She had just won a match and was heading home when she stepped out into traffic. She was hit by two cars and a mortorcycle before traffic finally slowed and EMT's were called.

Other History- As a child, she came from poor beginnings. Her father was killed at the factory he worked at, after being pulled into the machinery, and her mother had to work three jobs to feed Sanya and her four younger brothers, meaning she was the one who had to take care of them. She never made it to college due to lack of funds, so she went into a field that paid well and didn't require a college diploma. Fighting. She started underground, fighting in lightweight matches designed for men while she pulled part-time work at a local fitness store. After scratching up enough cash to pay for a trainer, she went pro.

Other- Up for love.

Hell, this sounds interesting. (And yes the pun was intended.)

Name- Vir De Praeclarus (However, the name he actually tells people – Chai Statera)

Age- 19

Gender- Male

Personality- Chai is the nicest person you will ever meet in your life. However, with every touch of kindness you get from him beware of his "owe-it-back" equilibrium and balance. Whatever he gives he expects to get that back and more, if possible. Sometimes, he can appear shallow and childish, but this is mostly because he believes a lot in balance, if he is happy one moment he shall drag himself down to be sad the next because of this theory - this rather ties in with his death.

Skills – He has an uncanny habit of being able to predict things. Not prophetic, but if he saw a room he wouldn't just see the room he see all the possibilities within the room.

Eg. –

Spoiler

The room: Someone is standing in front of him trying to get past. The room has a table, a jar of glue, some round beads and scissors (arts and crafts galore, no?) Chai would be able to see the possibility of the fact that the jar was to close to the edge of the table, one stomp could very well bring it down, allowing the glue to spread over the floor and the person in front of him could very easily just be pushed into the glue, then he could run over to the scissors grab them and place them at the man's neck. Yes, Chai has very good estimation skills.

This also ties in with his belief’s he is large fan of Newton’s Third Law, for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, which fits firmly within his beliefs and this is why he is so skilled at estimating things.

Description- Chai has deceptively harsh eyes, with cold steel blue eyes and a sharp glare which feels like a death ray. His hair is about shoulder length, coming down in luscious, shiny black curls. He is extremely tall for his age has a very golden tan.

Death-(as in how) Chai’s death in partially amusing, because death can never be entirely amusing considering what it ends. Plainly to put Chai committed suicide – though not for any sane reason people would suspect. Chai has an ungodly belief in balance, yin-yang and all that jazz, so when his mother had another child – well, Chai saw it as a rather unbalanced equation as that of life compared to death and decided to correct it by taking a life – his own life. (He did it rather well, with the fastest option - noose.)

Other History- Chai grew up rather normally, with a great mind for mathematics and science. He had a normal family up until he was 13, when his parents divorced and his mother remarried – after 6 years they decided to have another child and this was when Chai suddenly understood that the balance theory needed help to work properly.

Other- Up for love if anyone can ever love such a weirdo.

This not starting? I thought it would be good. :

Yea! I"m down with this I'll join!

hehehe...interesting...

Name: Enna Shizamaki

age: 19

Gender: Female

Personality: a snob, she loves to do things for her own cause and loves to see people suffer or lose in front of her. However, she hides this through her gentle and reserve status. SHe usually gives a small smile to people but grins when they have their backs at her. She is also formal and she does not allow any disrespect especcially to her.

Skills: Despite her slim figure, she can easily carry a broad sword. She also hides a great number of daggers and knives under her clothes.

Description: she has short black hair stretching to her shoulders. She has small slanted eyes, a soft sharp. She is slim but rather small for her age.

Death: Enna was killed after fighting her sister whom she had believe betrayed her family traditions by joining with the government to promote their family status. Their rivalry got to a point where her parents decided for a battle-royale between the two of them (much like gladiators).

History: Enna was born to an aristocratic family who had ruled a great number of towns in her country. However when war broke out and her country lost, their valuables were taken away from them and their status was decreased. To avoid this, the remaining survivors decided to enter the government to stabilize it. Enna was unable because she is to be the heiress and keep up with the family.

I'll save a spot!!!

Name:Shadow,(He was an orphan, so he never had a real name).
Gender: Male
Age: 18

Description: 5' 10, black greasy hair, pale skin, for having been only in the moonlight most of his life, brown eyes, large eyelashes and brows, grimy skin, his handsomeness is overshadowed by his uncleanliness. Hispanic.

Personality: Reclusive, keeps out of peoples way, but if provoked he is extremely aggressive. He has killed several people. Mostly during the darkest hours of night. He is not heartless, but having lived a lonely life he knows not what love is. A tortured soul. He initially accepted his sentence to Hell. But now he questions it.

Power: Blend in with his environment, (thus his shy manner).

Weakness/Strengths: He is very emotional, seeing others happiness can make him freeze in his tracks like a deer in front of a cars headlights. He is prone to heat, his skin being very sensitive. His strength is, naturally having lived out doors all his life he is very strong and agile. An experienced street fighter. Knows how to easily dispatch of dogs. He is also very intelligent, though he is terrible in anything involving math.

Short Bio: He escaped from the orphanage that he was in when he was six. At one point he had a stray Rottweiler, which he named Beauty as his friend, it was also his prized fighting champion. The dog had killed almost as many people as Shadow has. The poor Rottweiler was shot during a heated dog fight by the owner of the pit-bull that he was fighting Beauty. Shadow killed everybody present with his piece of serrated scrap metal that he kept with him at all times. Then he went to his dying friend and rocked him back and forth, the blood had soaked through his grimy shirt. For the first time in his life he had known what it was like to lose a loved one. As he stroked his dying dog Shadow had begun to realize that the dog never really liked fighting. He just didn't want to disappoint his master. His sick master, who used violence as a means to get the money that kept him alive. The animal had been sweet and friendly when he found it as a puppy, a puppy dying on the side of the road on a cold and rainy night. A group of drunken teens bulling him, at one point threatening to stomp on it. Shadow had killed the kids after they started to mess with him upon he told them to leave the puppy alone. At one point one called him, "Stupid wetback." Shadow did not know what that word meant, but he had said, "Your back is wet to stranger. Can't you feel the rain?"
The kids had burst out laughing. One of the kids who was obviously the drunkest pulled a gun from his side. Shadow was fast and disarmed the kid, he then shot all three of the kids before they even knew what happened. All of them were dead before they hit the floor. Shadow had scooped up the puppy and carried him home.
His home was no more than a long abandoned shack in the woods. It was full of books that he had stolen, only a few had he purchased with his blood money. Those were his most cherished positions. Shadow missed Beauty. The only friend he had ever had, was gone.

Death:For the last twelve years prior to his death after being shot in the face during a gang related drive by shooting, Shadow had gotten his education by stealing books from stores. He is very knowledgeable. As long as it has nothing to do with math he can solve it.

Weapon: (not obligatory) A piece of serrated scrap metal that he used the first time he killed someone.

Other: He has never been in love, though he had watched many beautiful girls. He secretly yearned for companionship, when he was still alive.

Oo! In this

Name - Hazel Sophia Dorian

Age - 21

Gender - Female

Personality - Hazel is quiet and bitter, she has a sharp tongue that causes most people to dislike her, it’s difficult to gain her trust, but easy to win her respect. She's patient and once you take the time to get to know her, she can be sweet and extremely loyal. Hazel is also a little bit of a rebel, completely uncooperative if she disagrees and dislikes the person. Though she had a tough life, she loved to be alive and will do anything to remain that way if she gets out of hell. She puts herself first, unless you mean something to her.

Skills - Hazel is quite into weapons, too much of an interest in them actually. She can handle most things you throw at her, which comes from years of practice. Her favourite is the sword, and guns if she can get her hands on them, but she can use anything from a pipe to table legs. Hazel is a coldblooded when it comes to killing people, if you gave her motivation to kill you, she would dwell in regret. This is probably why she ended up in hell. She also has a high endurance and her quiet nature makes her excellent in hiding and ambushing. She has feline-like graces that allow her to balance in precarious places as well as climb nimbly. She has a habit of watching from the trees, when it comes to fighting, others better look up.

Description - She has a willowy figure, and 5'7. She has long, wavy blond hair and cold green eyes outlined by long, dark lashes. She has tan skin and her cheeks are dusted with light freckles She often carries a bored expression on her face. She likes to wear darker clothing that doesn't weigh her down if she has to take off running. She does have one necklace that she never takes off. She has scars everywhere from her murder, and she’s not proud of them, but her efforts at hiding them aren’t very successful.

Death - Hazel death was a grim one, her tendency to chilliness and the bad neighborhood she grew up in led to it. When she was a young teenager, she killed a classmate in self-defense after he jumped her as she walked home. She stabbed him in the stomach with a long thick sliver of glass when he held her against a wall. The boy's brother went mad with grief and rage and plotted to kill her. He attempted several times with his friends, each time on of his friends ended up dying or in the hospital while Hazel got away.

Finally he kidnapped her from her room, while she was asleep. Using a heavy-duty drug that made confused her and weakened her. After tying Hazel to a chain link fence, he beat her black and blue and sliced gashes all over her. When he grew tired of beating her, he sliced her throat with a butcher knife and fed her body to his dog.
The man was never caught.


Other History - Hazel was a smart girl, but never gave much effort in school. She believes street smarts beat book smarts. She can mentally do an analysis of a situation she finds herself in to get the upper hand.

She has a soft spot for animals and often broke into homes to save pets from her abusive neighbors. She made friends with the owner of a local horse ranch and trained horses there for a little bit of money.

She's had her fair share of living on the streets after her mother left, running off with some man. She’s gotten into countless brawls and kills when people pose a threat to her, for example she killed a small group of drunken teenagers who took to her as she walked through the park at night. She pulled out the gun she tended to carry when she was out, as soon as they pulled out broken beer bottles and knives.


Other - Up for love

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Hope that works, this sounds good

Name- Scarlett 'Scar' Monahan

Age- 21

Gender- Female

Personality-She isn't fake. If she hates you, she makes your life a living hell. If she likes you, she won't. She usually sticks up for the underdog, and she hates people who think that they're all that. She doesn't usually fight with words, she finds something else to fight with.

Skills- She can take practically anything and make it useful. She can also throw her voice and speak without moving her lips whatsoever.

Description- Think Megan Fox.

Death- She drowned in her bathtub after slipping and hitting her head, causing her to lose consiousness.

Other History- She grew up with her father, a professor of wepons history, and stepmother, a washed up artist who liked to drink a lot. In spite of that, Scar and her step mom were close. Her stepmom taught her to never take any shit, and only to give it if someone offered it up first. She never really had a boyfriend because she didn't want one. She was actually proud of herself for graduating college and not going any farther with a guy than making out with him. Her father died two months before she did.

Other- Up for love and friendship

The girl above is the kind of girl my character likes. Ha, it seems every character is up for love. Hopefully it doesn't get R rated.

AliceRose if your character is so nice like, why did she go to hell?

Also, lol, I thought this was dead. People probably just didn't see it.