The World of Supernatural ( Started, still Accepting)

Name: Lorelei (Lori for short) Finch

Gender: Female

Age (14-81): 17

Appearance:

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She has long, tousled brown hair and bright blue eyes. She's tall and perfectly curved, and her skin is slightly tanned. She has pretty cheekbones and a devilish smile, and she normally wears black jeans and boots with a regular tank top.

Personality: She is your typical high school provocative bad girl, with an extra douse of wickedness. She loves having a good time, and doesn't care about what other people think. She goes against almost all types of authority and could be as infuriating as alluring for anyone of the opposite sex, and she has full knowledge of that. She is witty, derogatory, cunning, and covered in thorns. She is a very good fighter, and would knock you senseless as soon as you get under her skin. She has the temper of a hormone-driven bull, and who also has the habit of holding a grudge.
She does have a good streak though. If the situation gets serious, she has the sense to calm down. She isn't completely irrational, and is very protective of people that need her help. She can buckle down and hatch a plan when need be, and can easily become someone's best friend. She doesn't believe in hurting people unless they deserve it, and so she decided to become Good instead of Bad.

Power: She's a pyro, or controls fire

History: Like mentioned above, she was the bad girl in school. She got into trouble, her parents fought over it, and they divorced. Her father got a girlfriend and her mom just seemed to be holding out until Lori finished high school, which made Lori act out even more. She did whatever she wanted until the storm. In one act of acting out, she ran around and put flaming dog poo on everyone's porches in the middle of the night with her supposed friends. That was when she created a fondness for fire, and became a pyromaniac. She finds it very ironic that now she controls fire as her power.

Good or Bad (reasoning of your choice): Good

Other:

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I have been wanting to use this character for a while, and I got the idea of her from this link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-8WLa6umgdw Its a music video, and it describes her better and has a better image of her in it > And she is up for love.

I like everyone's profile so far just need some more people.

Name: Maeve Turner

Gender: female

Age (14-81): 18

Appearance: Tall, standing around 6 foot. She has long brown hair that reaches her lower back. She likes to wear it down, but if it really comes to it she'll pull it back into a messy bun. Her eyes are a soft purple color. There's a nose ring wrapping around her left nostril and a stud lip ring just under her bottom lip. A choker can always be found around her neck as well as a golden necklace in the shape of wings. Her outfits include tank tops and cargo pants and the occasional dress if she needs to impress someone.

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Personality: Maeve is a tough girl who doesn't take crap from anyone. Her fighting style is attack first, think second. She's quick to jump into any situation even if she doesn't understand exactly what is going on. She's basically a tom boy and likes to hand around the guys more than the gals. Friends are limited for her. She's not quick to trust and only holds a few close friends. They are very important to her and are a huge part of her life.

Power: Shapeshifter. This power grants her the ability to turn into any being or creature. It comes at a terrible price seeing as each time she shifts, her powers are reduced. But it comes in handy more times than not.

History: Maeve was left alone during the storm. Both her parents and her two little sisters were killed. Her older brother was lost and may still be out there somewhere. In the time after the infection took place, Maeve struggled to fit into her newly found power. She had no control over it in the beginning and would shift for no apparent reason and at inconvenient times. Everyone that came across her would make fun of her and tell her to go hide away because she was a monster. So she ran and spend some time in hiding until she could control her powers. By the time she learned how to properly use her powers, she had developed a great hatred for everyone out there who made fun of her. So when she rejoined the society and noticed the war, she automatically joined the bad side.

Good or Bad (reasoning of your choice): bad

Up for love: Yes. But they'd better be a pretty darn good guy. Maeve is picky and doesn't really fall in love in the normal sense. She finds courage, bravery, and excellent fighting skills attractive. If she meets as guy like that who digs her, then she'll be happy.

May I reserve the spot for Bad person 2? I'll have my profile up later.

Name: Miranda Furia

Gender: Female

Age (14-81): She looks 24, but she is actually immortal.

Appearance: She is above average, about 5'9. She wears mostly leather, ranging from full "trenchcoat" outfit to barely anything, whatever she wants to wear. She has, over many years of magic usage, perfected her skin and her hair color, getting the perfect (To her preference) hair, a dark blood-red, and skin tone, olive skin.

Personality: She had a dark past (Further detailed in history) which caused her to become sheltered and somewhat rude at times. To be truthful, her additude can change at any moment, because she has many mental problems that have been developed over time. Normally, she's very outright and outspoken.

Power: She has many powers. True story.

History:So, she is about five hundred years old. She was actually in an alternate dimension from the current Earth that they reside in right now that was extremely different. Humans were immortal and peaceful, from centuries of a long golden age and little to no wars.

Back when she was younger, she was married with two children. In a short war, her entire family was killed. She went crazy and murdered an entire village. Thus, she went crazy.

She was not bad back then, just isolated from the rest of the world, oh and she was crazy. As the dimensions collided from the storm, the entire structure that she was in crumbled, and her entire demeanor changed.

She is now the person that she is today, a horrible person that doesn't care. She is a leader, and all she wants in retribution from the pain and agony for centuries.

Good or Bad (reasoning of your choice): Bad, because of the horrible things that happened to her.

Other:N/A

Up for love:No.

I really like your profile Aquestioning I must say, I sure have true competition lol.

Name: Kratos Barajas

Gender: Male

Age (14-81): Not known exactly.

Appearance: It is not known what Kratos would normally look like since his power is always in an active state. In this state, he is almost 7 ft tall with a muscular body and ebony-black skin with red and purple tattoo's in a cracked pattern, which isn't able to be destroyed by normal means. He has no hair and his eyes are a deep crimson red. He wears black jeans. His feet are bare.

Personality: Kratos is a wicked, cruel being who enjoys inflicting pain. He honestly does not have a single care for anyone or anything. He is prone to violence and to act without thinking. He often rushes into fights even if it's illogical or stupid.

Power: Kratos' power is always active. The power turns his flesh ito a substance that can't be destroyed by normal means and gives him enormous strengh, which grows stronger by feeding off the suffering and despair of those around him.

History: He doesn't remember anything of his past before the storm. Kratos was a name that he gave to himself. All he knows is that he enjoys the misfortune and suffering he inflicts on others. He is on an endless hunt to cause suffering to feed his power and give him enjoyment. Sometimes, he experiences sudden memories of the past life he never knew.

Good or Bad (reasoning of your choice): Bad

Other: He loves suffering, which is why he decided to join up with the bad.

Up for love: It's highly unlikely, or in otherwords, No.

I say we go ahead and start. I want to get this going. So whoever wants to start can go ahead.

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I'll start since no one else is!

Dani Odorian ~ Bad

The pit pat of rain was the only sound to break the eerie quiet of the night. No owls hooted, no dogs howled, oh wait, there were no more animals. I laugh to myself. In front of me the fire flickers but makes no noise. I sit on the couch examining my grimy nails and contemplating my extraordinary position. This will be interesting, very interesting, I think to myself. The meeting had been set for this time in this place, yet no one showed up. All the people interested in overthrowing all the lowlife creatures of this world and creating a perfect universe that we ourselves controlled, had been invited. I, of course, was the first one to arrive. I arrived two hours early actually. In this meeting we would work on strategy. I would gain a position of leadership if possible, and soon, people would be bending to my every whim. If they could only discover the plans and possibilities locked in my mind, they would see the obvious leader. I lean back and clasp my hands behind my neck. I'll give them time, I think. Plenty of time to find out my true nature, my true self. Plenty of time to realize exactly what my plans were. Yes, there was another leader right now, but that would change, I am sure.

Derek Smith- Good leader

"Derek!" I hear someone call my name. It sounded as if it was my butler from home. "Ronald?" I yell. "Master where are you?" he says again. Looking around I see him through the smoke. "Are you ok?" he asks me. "I'm fine. What is it you need Ronald?"

He looked at me a little shocked, "Master, your glowing green!" he says. I run to a mirror and look at myself, "What the hell is going on?" I yell. Soon after, I don't remember anything, I think I passed out.

You still accepting?

Name: Rory Elisem
Gender: Female
Age (14-81): 190, she's immortal but counts her age. She looks 19.

Appearance: She's short in heights, 5'4". Has short wavy brownish-black hair that reaches her shoulders. Small blue eyes, the color of the sea. Likes to wear dresses but tends to slip in a pair of flower print jeans and T-shirts. Always wear's Converse. She needs to have on her grandmother's ring, a small pink rose on the silver band.

Personality: She's very feisty. A small person with a big personality. She has a sense of humor that a small amount of people may understand. She tends to be sarcastic and realistic. She uses her smarts for her way only. Some people think she's bad, most people to but really, she's good.

Power: She is a time lord in a sense.

History: When she was just a little girl, she lived her live thinking she was human. Her parents made her believe that just so she could have a normal happy childhood. But then her dad got murdered by the bad clan. That's when her mother told her the truth. To this day she's looking to avenge him. She's trying to help everyone she can, just so they wouldn't feel her pain. She was born during the storm in a hospital that was ripping to shreds. Her parents managed to save each other and her. That's how she became a Time Lord.

Good or Bad (reasoning of your choice): Good.
Other: She is an insomniac.
Up for love: Sure.

Yes I sure am.

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If you don't enjoy violence and hate suffering that's basically all this post is. It's about my character delighting in the pain he's causing. So if you don't like it you may want to skip it since it isn't that important to the main storyline. I don't plan to have too many posts be all about pain like this so if you don't like it there's no need to worry, but I will still have him talk about how he delights in pain and such things. And for any that don't like this kind of thing I'll put it in a spoiler like i did this time whenever it's about this much pain and such.

Kratos Barajas

Screams reverberated around me. What a delightful sound it was. A ghoulish grin cracked itself across my face. Pain, Suffering. Oh how delightful these sweet screams were! Oh how my ears rejoiced in the sound of such pain! I paced the room savoring the luxurious taste of misery upon my lips. The scent of fresh blood filled the room causing such a sweet aroma to assault my nostrils.

From the corner of my vision I saw one of my fleshy sacks of suffering begin to writhe with pain. A wave of pleasure pulsated about my body with every squirming motion of the being. Suddenly the pleasant wave ended as death fell upon the man. Another one dead. I'm running out of meat sacks. Soon I'll need to locate more of these fleshy human weaklings to bring me more satisfaction through their suffering. With a cry of despair I felt another of the humans die. Yes, very soon.

Miranda Furia ~ Leader of Everything Evil Mwahahahahahaha

I walked along the lonely streets of the small town I was in, M'dore, it was called? No matter, I was not here for the town, or anyone in it. I was going to be on my way soon enough.

I wore a black trenchcoat. Not to avoid attention, just that it was cold. I didn't mind attention. I fed on it, like I fed on fear. Usually, the sooner would lead to the latter.

I could feel the prescence of one person that I had called. What was her name? Dania, was it? Being early would get you nowehere, most of the times either into a trap or getting killed.

I needed her, though, or did I? No, I needed them all. All of the people I had found. All of the people I had called to the meeting. I had no doubt that some would be late, and some would not even come, from other occupations or out of fear. I hoped it was the latter, because I would find them, and I give no second chances.

I looked around as the last lamp on the street dimmed down to non-existence. The Time had begun for revolution in the fairy tale of a land, and in this fairy tale, there were no happy endings.

I laughed, a long, cruel laugh that could be heard from throughout the entire village, probably waking some people, probably scaring some children into their parent's arms. Let them give into fear. Soon, I will crush them all through it.

As I walked, I felt a pair of eyes rest on me. It was a kitten, probably only a week old, sticking its newly opened eyes to look out at me. I smiled, and with a flick of my finger, the eyes burned, and the kitten screeched, never to see again.

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Just a short intro to let other bad people interact. Feel free to jump in?

Also, pandabear? I'm coming for ya XD

Maeve Turner - bad

Why am I here? I found myself wondering.

She had called me here, to this town, on this day, at a very specific time. And there I was, standing at the start of the street, staring down the way. No one moved; it was silent and quiet. There was just one lonely person walking along, their back turned to me. They wore a black trench coat. Narrowing my eyes, I quickly turned into a bird and flew over to them.

It's the woman. She hadn't noticed that I was there; no one does. My powers have become like second nature to me. I don't even have to think in order to use them. And I've become stronger. No one can stop me.

The woman stops and stares at a cat. I swoop down and land on a lamp post close by. Watching, I see her flick out her fingers and burn the cat's newly formed eyes. My own eyes widen in surprise, but I soon get over it. This woman has to be one of me; one of those who are bitter towards the world and everything in it.

She cocks her head to the side as if she heard something and turns to face me. Her eyes lock with mine and I know that my cover is blown. But how did she know that it was me? Sighing, I change back into my human self, still crouched on the lamp post. Her eyes sparkle at me and, waving me to follow, she turns and continues walking down the road.

Against my better judgement, I follow her. I'm not one to do the whole human interaction thing, but I was called here for a reason. I think it best to find out what that reason was.