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Once bonjure fixes his bio, Zilla and tromacan add Fear and Monolithe, we can start.

I think I changed it. My problem was that I remembered my past... right?

Well, actually, no. Sorry.

Look at the tops of the others' bio's....*hinthint*

Haha, no wonder I missed it. I really skim sometimes, after re-reading it I found my mistake *editing*

Thanks Bonjure. Accepted.

(Agh sorry to keep you all waiting. Lots more people this time I'm going to add my human character too (because I forgot))

Name: Fear
Nickname: None
Age: Unknown
Gender: Unknown (but I am going to say male for this)
Clan/Species: None/Unknown
History: Unknown, some say he is as old as the Earth
Description: A mystical creature surrounded by shadow, he looks like a cat most of the time but can change his form, he has deep purple glowing eyes and long thin fangs, and it completely black, it can change into whatever it wants but it will always have black on it (eg black crow, black haired human) mostly he looks like this http://www.elfwood.com/art/c/a/campanic ... _lupus.jpg
Caracteristics: None I suppose
Personality: Pure evil, intent on making the war happen so he will become stronger
Good or Evil?: Definitely evil
Extra: He isn't overly powerful, his main weapon is making people scared which makes him more powerful, he can scare people to death and can see their worst fears
Example Post: There was nothing strange in the street, nothing except a black haired boy standing and staring at passers by. A young woman walked past him, but stopped. He looked just like her son, her dead son, in fact he even had his throat ripped open in exactly the same way. All her memories of how she had killed her own son came flooding back, she felt so guilty. She let out a scream, but to passers by she was screaming at nothing. Her 'son' rose up, he seemed to be floating, and stretched out a bloodstained hand towards her. The woman screamed again, staggering backwards, and tripped on a stone. A sharp pain erupted in her back, and her blood spread out, tainting the rest of the knives in the kitchen stall.
From the shadows, two glowing eyes watched as the woman died, and as people rushed about trying to save her, but he knew she would die.

Name: Matt
Nickname: None
Age: 15 years
Gender: Male
Clan/Species: None, human
History: Not really known. He is an orphan himself and only ever came into contact with any creatures once or twice. He spent the last few years hitch-hiking around the country, finding places to sleep anywhere he could.
Description: Messy black hair that comes down to his ears. He has moody brown eyes that are quite deep set, giving his whole face a shadowy, dark expression. He is of medium height and wears a dirty kahki green top and jeans.
Caracteristics: None
Personality: Sort of easy to manipulate if you know what to say. He was very swayed by Zephyr's words about the creatures and firmly believes they are dangerous. The rest you will find out.
Good or Evil?: Undecided
Extra: None

Alright, I'll add them to the character list. Now, all we need is for Godzilla to post Monolithe.

I am sorry for the double-post, but bump.

May I add an evil character?

Beasts
Name: Mikha'el (pronounced Mick-HALE) Darabusho
Nickname: N/A
Age: 17 years old
Gender: Male
Clan/Species: Aves ~ Warpcraft Raven
History: When he was a child, he was unable to go to school or play with the other children because he was different. He would draw people away from him as well by screeching or making strange bird noises that would hurt people's ears, so his parents decided to have him undergo surgery to have his mouth permanently shut, since he never learned how to talk anyway. His mouth was then stitched closed, but somehow, he gained the ability to place thoughts into others' very minds and trick them into doing whatever he wanted them to do. When he was about 15, he finally realized that he had the power to get rid of his parents who did this to him. He tricked them into committing suicide, and he walked away without a care. He cannot read minds, but he can simply place evil thoughts in them to bend people to his will.
Description: His longish black hair covers most of his face, and he is almost always wearing black. Even his wings are equipped with black feathers, and his skin is pale as a ghost. He's pretty tall and NEVER jokes around, and kills anything and anyone in his way without resentment. His eyes are midnight blue, and he's very skinny. The strange thing about him is that his mouth is stitched shut, so he can't talk, but he somehow lets the person know what he wants to say through mind communication.
Characteristics: Arms turn into wings (obviously), his elbows have a few shiny, black feathers attached to them that are always there. He can't caw, crow or whatever, because his mouth is stitched shut, but he prefers to destroy people by tricking them inside their own mind.
Personality: Unresentful, uncaring, sneaky, deceitful, dark, intelligent and crafty.
Good or Evil?: Evil
Extra: Even though he can place thoughts into a mind, he cannot read minds.
Text Color: Black

You're character seems a bit too strong, due only to the fact that he can trick them into doing whatever he wants them to do. Just a suggestion; how about he can only suggest it, but with alot of persuasion. That way it would be possible to resist, but most wouldn't be able too.

That's what I meant; he can persuade them, but he can't control them. They still have full will over their mind, and can still resist. Still, I thought if I put that and I tried to have him persuade someone, everyone would do this: She smacked the words out of her mind easily, yelling, "I won't fall for this!"

See what I mean? Then his power would become useless. Not every single person is that strong-willed, and then he would just be some pitiful cripple. Do you get what I'm saying?

Yes, I get it. Alright, accepted.

And all we need is Zilla to post Monolithe, then I can start it.

Sorry!

Name: Monolithe
(Godzillawolf) Nickname:
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Clan/Species: Earth Spirit
History: A creature from the Earth that exists to bring ballance back to the world. Though technically good, he's considered neutral because he attacks both sides. His main perpose is to stop the war to restore the Earth to ballance, he does this by attempting to kill the leaders of both sides or by giving the two sides a common foe to fight against. If it benefits his cause, he will aid ether side but has no prefernce. If his perpose is achived, he'll return to the Earth from where he came and return to his slumber. He has no conscioness as he's a promordial entity.
Description: A 15 foot giant made of solid rock. He has one glowing red eyes. He resembles an ape-like human in structure but only has an organic heart. If its hit, he'll instently return to the Earth but he'll be back.
Caracteristics: He has no major abilities aside from being made from rock and the strength that comes with his size. Being made of rock, guns have little effect on him but enough damage will force him to go dorment for a few hours to heal.
Personality: Primal, he acts on impulse most of the time and lacks most emotions due to being a elemental entity. This in mind, he isn't dumb exactly, he just has more of the intellgence of a caveman.
Good or Evil?: Neutral
Extra: He considers the kids leaders of the creatures and thus is trying to kill them but if he sees they can be used to bring peace, he may assist them.
Example Post: Monolith rose from the rocky Earth, letting out a gigantic roar. His mother saw the conflict in the world, a great conflict between her two main races. She wouldn't allow this upset in the ballance and thus has summoned forth this behemoth of rock to restore it. He let out another bellow and started stomping towards the nearest target his ancient mind could figure out.

Thanks. I added Monolithe to the list of characters. I believe we can start now.

Samara closed her amber eyes and struggled not to cough as a thin stream of grey smoke blew her way. She covered her mouth, unable to resist the urge any longer. "Are you going to help, Dess?" she asked, lowering her hand and wiping off her finger-less glove on her pants.

Dess jumped, startled. "Oh, sure, Sam," she said, blinking. "I found some berries, by the way," she added, holding out a handful of ripe blackberries. Her fingers were stained from the juice, and she licked it off after they were taken from her hands.

There wasn't many, but Samara thought that they would be a pleasant addition to the meat. "Thanks," she said, setting them aside as she watched the meat cook. The fire crackled a little louder as a drop of fat fell onto the flames, and her mouth began to water. Her tail slipped out of her pants, and she flicked it, not even noticing as she did so.

"You're tail is out," Dess noted, her blue eyes looking at it. She knew no one should be near, and probably wasn't, but it wouldn't hurt to be slightly paranoid every once in a while.

Samara looked briefly behind her befor shrugging. "I knew that," she replied testily, although she had had no idea.

Dess looked startled as the sound of two faint screams. "Did you hear that?" she asked nervously, rubbing her cuffs like she did when anxious.

"Yeah..." Samara sad, narrowing her eyes. "Let's go check it out," she decided, standing up.

"What about the meat?" Dess asked, struggling to find an excuse not to go.

Samara threw mud on the flames, and they sputtered. She stomped the rest out with her boots. "We'll cook it the rest of the way when we get back," she said, already walking in the direction the screams had come from. She spotted Dess lagging along, adn she increased her pace slightly.




The soldier looked around as if he wished to disappear, and dropped his sandwich as he nodded. "Y-yes, sir," he stuttered, managing a shaky salute. Zephyr walked towards him, and was led away from the area.

Ben's ears twitched as the sound of a crow pierced the stony silence in the alley. He was sitting with his legs bent before him, one of them slightly deformed. His grungey sneakers shuffled slightly, disturbing the wet, oily sand beneath them. Ben flicked his tail, which he didn't care if was out or not.

The small handful of bread he held seemed to disappear all too quickly, until all he had left was a few large crumbs. The crow caw-cawed again, bouncing down from the roof of the building to right in front of the little boy. The crow cocked its head, as if it was determining if the boy was safe to be near. Ben chuckled a little bit, then said quietly, "It's okay, little fella. I won't hurt you." He then proceeded to take a few crumbs from his hand and toss them to the bird, who quickly pecked at them and flew away with them in his mouth. Ben looked up and smiled at it as it flew off.

Suddenly, a muffled screech erupted towards the forest, which wasn't too far off from where Ben was sitting. He pricked up his ears and his nose twitched, trying to figure out what was going on. He quickly jumped to his feet, tucked in his tail, and sprinted towards the noise, unaware of who, or what, was following him.

The crow glided through the air, rarely flapping its wings unless it had to propel itself further. Finally, it reached an old, run-down firehouse and perched itself on a window with the glass missing from it. Suddenly, an arm clothed in black reached out, with the hand pale as a phantom. The crow hopped onto the wrist of the arm, and the owner of the arm brought it back to him.

The crow was met by a pale face and a stitched mouth, with ocean-blue eyes. Mikha'el thought to himelf, He must've found something. He transferred to the crow's mind, Well did you? The crow fluttered its wings and cawed, making Mikha'el's sitched mouth rise into a grin. Good. he transferred to the crow. You'll show me where this 'person' is, but first we must find others. The crow squawked and bobbed its head in response. Let's get a move on. Mikha'el told the crow as it perched itself on his shoulder and escaped through the fireman pole, off to follow the boy the crow had found.