Bullet Witch

Name:Alicia

Bio:A beautiful witch on a journey to defeat the demons. Weilds a huge gun known as the "gunrod," reminiscent of a broom, and has magical powers that can bend nature itself to her will. The reason why she possesses the same powers as the demons and yet fights against them remains a mystery.

Darkness
A formless demon that lurks in Alicia's conciousness. Aids Alicia with his powerful magic capable of drawing out numerous spells and his knowledge from having survived countless scrapes. His arrogant attitude is made clear through his nasty comments regarding humans, but for Alicia he is an irreplaceable partner, the only creature she can trust.

Description:

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A group of survivors scramble up a hill, running as fast as they can. Panting, an old man falls to his knees, and the three younger survivors look back helplessly, continuing to run until they are mown down by rapid gunfire, tearing their bodies to bloody chunks. The old man turns on to his back, and whimpers, moving backwards. "Please," he begs, "Before you kill me, let me say my prayers!"

Three demons step forward, weilding machine guns. They grin maliciously at one another, and the tallest steps forward. "You should have done that before." he responds, letting loose with several rounds, pumping them into the mans frail body, and leaving him in an ocean of his own blood.

A bird squawks. The demons look up.

"Aw," moans one. "Just a bloody raven. Too bad, come on." They turn to leave, when a loud thump distracts them, and they turn back again. A beautiful woman stands before them, clad in black with something large and heavy on her back. The tallest demon grins. "Here's something more interesting than a raven!" he yells, lowering his gun to aim it at her. "Want to say your prayers, too?"

Alicia swings her huge, barbaric gun from her shoulder faster than the blink of an eye, and rips the demons apart with bullets. Flicking back her hair, she admires her handiwork. "Witches don't need prayers." She murmurs cooly to the destruction surrounding her.



((Ok heres the deal - you can be a survivor, a demon, a witch, wizard *rolls eyes*, anything you like, just don't do the whole demon-in-the-head thing, thats for Alicia alone, ok?))

(Not played this game yet - is it good? I shall join though! )

Name : Auron
Age : Unknown
Gender : Male
Description : http://www.pixelgod.net/img/gallery/angry_mage.jpg <---its a big pic, but thats him!

Bio : Auron is mysterious. What powers he holds, is unknown. What is known, is his laothing for demons. He hates them, despises them, wants them all dead.
He built up Magical power as a child, his Mother was a Witch and taught him the ways of old. Although all of his built-up power is defensive...only one thing he uses to attack.

A Silver ring, with a large Amber centre. Ever-glowing, it is Auron's only way of harnessing destructive magic. Although he only found the ring a year ago, and its power can sometimes be too much for him.

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Auron stood up quickly at the sound of descruction. "Someone's killing again." he said to himself, and rolled his eyes. Probably a demon killing innocent people - again. He let out a deep growl, and spat on the floor. His amber ring pulsed a golden colour, sensing his loathing.

(Its brill, she has a machine gun in the style of a broom and can cast lightning, etc and blow stuff up)

Alicia wandered from the street, slinging her gun back on to her back neatly and kicking entrails from beneath her feet. She narrowed her eyes, hearing the sound of what she called 'the big brain'. - These were demons who took over human bodies, and the brain expanded so much it burst out of their heads. They float in midair making a loud, vibrating laughter-like sound, which she used to find extremely disconcerting. They usually led bands of these demons she had just killed. Kill the leader, confuse the troops.

"Really, Alicia, I still don't see why we don't leave them to it..."

"Shut up Darkness." She murmured.

"Ok" He sighed, "But just a warning, there are more than one that you can hear."

Name- Steven Abate
Age- 22
Gender- Male
Description- Brown hair, Six foot three, brown eyes.
Biography- Steven has lived alone almost all of his life, he worked as in engineer until now atleast. He cannot remember much of his past, only his name and a few other things from "the accident."
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Steven walks in the streets aimlessly, eyes half closed, his clothing torn at points, and bleeding out a few different wounds. He winds up tripping over something, falling on the ground, he looks about the place, turning on his back, it was all in ruins. He had nowhere to go, and if someone didn't stop by... Anyone... He would surely die.

"Blood..." Demon hissed simply inside Alicia's mind.

Alicia looked up sharply, her pace quickening. Demon could discern between human and demon blood, and she knew he was referring to an injured human. Turning the corner, she came across a man lying on the ground, and she stooped to see if he was alive.

"Sir, are you with me?" she asked softly. she couldn't lose another one, another one who would become these twisted, distorted monsters.

Catching sight of his chest rising slightly, she placed her hand upon the worst of his wounds, healing as best she could, which was just enough for it to stop bleeding and proving fatal. Healing wasn't her forte, and she was unable to stop it scarring. Also, she knew that using too much white magick would draw in the demons for miles around, and as it was she had laid a scent.

"Come on, get up, please".

He moans, getting on his knees, Steven struggles to stand, but pushes himself upward, wobbling forward but straightens his posture. He coughs several times, looking her over, one eye more closed than the other. "W-wh-who are you?" He lets out, blood pouring out.

Auron walked slowly through the carnage, bouncing a flaming ball on his hand. His amber ring pulsed. Auron frowned - odd. It used to pulse when he sensed another Magickal person nearby, but he hadn't felt that since his mother died...

He slowed his pace, suddenly on guard. Most Magickal people were good people, but some turned, and with the power behind them, they could be extremley dangerous.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are..." he said quietly.

"Alicia" she responded.

"Arent you going to introduce me?" Darkness asked coldly, sensing that she wasn't.

Alicia frowned to herself and grabbed the man under the arms, helping him to stand with surprising strength which belied her stature.

"Thankyou..." he says, his legs wobbling, though it did seem to become easier with her support, much easier infact. "Well your strong..." He says weakly.

She smiled, knowing what he would say if he knew the source of her strength was a demon. "Indeed."

She stopped dead, hearing the eerie laughter sound getting louder. "Damn..." she both thought and felt her words. "It's found us." Her right hand crackled with electricity signifying Darkness was growing agitated.

He observes this. "Whats coming to get us... And whats with your hand?" Steven was confused, more or so lost. Steven looked about the area, wiping the blood from his face on his sleeve. He coughs a few times, struggling to standing.

Auron spotted two people in the distance, one looked like a woman, helping someone else. He felt a pulse through his body - he was sure it was one of those who held this power he could sense.

He went to run towards them, but spotted something in the corner of his eye. There was a demon, a single demon, eyeing the pair up. One on its own...odd.

Auron gathered as much power as he could, felt it pulsing through his body, and narrowed his eyes at the demon. Snarling, he let go of the powerful Magick and the ground opened up beneath the demon, swallowing it into the depths of the earth. A shrill scream could be heard as the demon fell into the firey depths, but suddenly halted as the ground healed itself and became normal again.

Auron panted - it would take a while to get that amount of Magick back into him, but he hated these demons, he hated them!

Alicia had just been about to unleash the lightning which was sparking from her fingers when the ground opened beneath them. She threw the man to safety and jumped aside herself, her body tensing wildly as the screams of the demon faded, she could sense through darkness the death of those it had ruled. She closed her eyes tightly.

OOC//She doesnt do that in the game but nyeh it builds character//OOC

Steven, quite surprised, lands against an abandoned car, hitting it hard, falling to the ground. He rubs his head, "Ouch..." He says attempting to stand, as doing so, he coughs, barely getting out, "What the hell was that and what just happened?"

As the pressing of the deaths faded, Alicia stood once more, panting. She looked over at the man. "Sorry - that was magick."

"And not from us..." Darkness drawled.

"Clever observation." she muttered, then looked around for the source of the magick, instantly defensive. Spotting a shadow of a man, she narrowed her eyes. "Come forth!" she shouted.

Steven watches, limping towards her and looking in the direction she was.
"Someone out there?" He asks trying to find the spot where she was looking.

"Surely a kinder tone should be used for one who just saved your life?"

Auron walked forward, and lifted his hand high so they could see him. His Amber ring pulsed against his finger, glowing brightly. One of these...could they be Magickal?

"I am perfectly capable of saving my own life" Alicia retorted, irritated by his tone. Her voice was like silk, but her annoyance was clear. "Who are you." she said shortly.

Stevn watched in silence, his eyesight on the Amber ring, he looks over Auron, then glances at Alicia, and finally at his surroundings. Everything... Ruins. He placed a hand over his head, he felt like he was burning up.

"Auron - they call me Auron." he said simply, arching one eybrow in interest. "Look after yourself huh? So you're the one with powers?" he questioned.

Alicia narrowed her eyes at him. "So what if I am?" she still didn't know whether he was friend or foe, and her hand was filling with static again, and a breeze had built up around them.

Auron felt the pulsing in his hand, and smirked. "Do you both have names, or is it just me?" he said amusingly, ignoring the womans comment.

Steven looks back at him. "Is it necessary for you to know them? Because if it is, I might as well come right over there, shake your hand, give you a pat on the back, and tell you my name."

"Alicia." She responded, her gaze still wary as she made her way towards the man she had saved, helping him on his feet once more.

"Thats right, walk away from your kin and help the fleshlings." Darkness sneered.

Alicia frowned.

Auron smiled at the man, "Just a name would do, Sir." he said.

He glanced at Alicia, and arched his eyebrows in amusement - she obviously felt wary about him. At least the man seemed more at ease.