Full Name: Lyon Lothaire

Nickname(s): N/A

Titles: N/A

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Species: Half-Demon

Sexuality: Demiromantic Bisexual

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Height: 5'8

Weight: 148lbs

Appearance:


Personality: INFP-A
Lyon is surprisingly good natured and friendly to most people who cross his path. While he's known to keep people at a distance and can be somewhat of a closed book from time to time, he's very curious to learn about most people and tends to be very accommodating and patient.
This has gotten him taken advantage of in the past, but he tries his best to maintain an optimistic attitude and see the best in others.

Powers and Skills:
Lyon is able to use powerful dark sorcery and some fire magic thanks to formal study. His power has been bolstered by the hellish wendigo inadvertantly bound to his soul that taints his blood. Occasionally the beast gets the better of him, requiring him to pay a price to pacify it in either blood sacrifice of an unwitting victim or simple soul consumption.
Most days, however, he's just a simple alchemist and likes making potions imbued by his dark powers.

Equipment: Lyon mostly just keeps around a bag of various regiments and brewed potions.
He keeps an old, serrated hunting dagger for self-defense.

Backstory: idk anymore

Other: An extremely old character and probably still my fantasy main when I find a decent place to slot him in somewhere. Pls no bully

Theme: x

Setting: Fantasy

Full Name: Zell Aviro

Nickname(s): Z, Colgate (jokingly, by X)

Titles:

Age:

Gender:

Species:

Sexuality:

Alignment: Neutral Good

Height:

Weight:

Appearance:


Personality: ENFP-A
Zell is surprisingly good natured and kind to most. While he often has the tendency to say the wrong thing and take most things extremely literally, his earnest, hardworking nature and winning smile are known to gain him a lot of friends.
He's a bit independent despite this, being known to enjoy his own company best even in the presence of others.
Zell's known to get easily distracted or sometimes even haphazardly careless, something he is quick to berate himself and his own abilities for.
Powers and Skills:

Equipment:

Backstory:

Group/Guild: Stellaris (current)

Other: This guy was made so long ago as a joke character, so I've recently revamped him to be a slightly more serious character. Results still inconclusive.

Theme:

Setting: Sci-fi

Name: Jenna Pentrall

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Image:

Wears a black beret and has a tattoo visible of an Unown on her hip past her cutoff sweater.

Personality:
ENTJ-T
Jenna is definitely rough around the edges. She's a bit rude, sarcastic, and headstrong to most, Pokemon included, until they earn her respect. She's worked hard on becoming a better trainer to her Pokemon, but becoming a better person still seems to be a struggle for her. She takes a while to warm up to people.

Backstory: A mysterious, brash Pokemon trainer hailing from Pewter City so it's no surprise she has a fascination with ancient ruins and legendary Pokemon.
While no one is quite sure what she's exactly doing in Kalos, she seems torn between trying to decipher the mystery of the region's history and seeking revenge against a legendary trainer from Kanto for the events of years past.
Rumor has it she once had some ties to and history with Team Rocket, trying to escape her past and redeem herself to society.

Likes: Unown, Battling, Adventuring, Normal types, Poffins

Dislikes: Rattata, Losing, Useless Pokemon, Flying

Battles/ Competitions:
Once challenged the famous trainer Red to a battle and got kicked in by his Snorlax. Swears to return to Johto to defeat him one day.
Finished the Johto gym challenge.

Other:
Cleffa is the starter she received from Professor Elm while in Johto. She doesn't like to use him to battle and she keeps an Everstone on him since he's afraid to evolve.
She's known to swap her team as needed. The only Pokemon she seems truly attached to outside of Sol are her Machoke and Persian.

Pokemon:
-Cleffa (M) "Sol"
Ability: Magic Guard
Moves:
Sweet Kiss, Doubleslap, Metronome, Sing

-Nidorino (M)
Ability: Poison Point
Moves:
Double Kick, Horn Attack, Poison Sting, Dig

-Machoke (F)
Ability: Guts
-Submission, Ice Punch, Knock Off, Protect

-Scizor (M)
Ability: Technician
Moves:
Bullet Punch, Wing Attack, Fury Cutter, U-Turn

-Persian (F)
Ability: Limber
Moves:
Slash, Night Slash, Pay Day, Power Gem

Full Name: Luxari Vanlith

Nickname(s): Seri Hien (Ionian given name), Lux

Titles: 'The Blue Hurricane', Exarch (current), High Commander (former)

Age: 237 years old

Gender: Intersex. Identifies as functionally androgynous or bigender around humans. His species only has one sex/gender and no concept of a binary. Alternates between both he and she pronouns depending on what people call him situationally but usually only uses I to refer to himself and does not speak ever in third person.

Species: Iona Ossai

Sexuality: Demiromantic Demisexual

Alignment: Lawful Good

Height: 6'0

Weight: 250 lbs

Appearance:

(I really need a better ref for him, lol)

(He's got like 20 different outfit styles I swear
This is his most recent. Often wears his hair down casually too)

Personality: INFJ-T
Lux, despite the general indifference of most Io to offworlders, is rather well-traveled and soft-spoken. He is precise with his words and well wishing and caring to most. While he can be emotional and brooding from time to time, he puts on a brave face for his friends and tries to remain as a spiritual beacon for those who need it, freely offering his advice whether it's warranted or not.
He takes great pride in her own power and has difficulty following orders haphazardly, always putting his altruistic ideals first and foremost.

Powers and Skills: Lux is an extremely skilled fighter, specializing in traditional weaponry and Aether techniques designed to be used to capture and disarm even the demigods themselves. What he lacks in sheer speed, he makes up for in tactic and aerial mobility, using his Aetheric power to full advantage to summon howling cyclones and razor sharp winds.
Lux is able to also ball up for defense with his spiny shell or fire quills off it to chip damage and pin foes.
While his species can shapeshift to some degree, he doesn't seem the most proficient, opting to stick to bipedal forms she has learned through intensive physical study of other aliens. He is unable to hide her coloration and vibrant, tribal tattoos over his body.
While his vision is poor, he makes up for it with a keen sense of smell and hearing.

Equipment: In battle, he uses a chain-equipped laser glaive designed to spear and trap enemies at a distance. He has a collapsible armor suit capable of withstanding most major sources of Aetheric or magical damage.

Backstory: Originally working as an arms merchant as a cover identity, Lux has been long involved in protecting and watching over the universe he resides for any existential threats to it from higher and lower powers. He joined the Vis Tempora early on in his life to make something of himself and over time has become a warrior of great renown. He served the Galactic Federation in secret while he was a high commander, hoping to bridge relationships between his reclusive species and the rest of the universe after the rising tensions and calls for revolution on his homeworld after the collapse of the Daarizi government.
He took the head of Vis Tempora when it was partially dismantled by the former Galactic Federation Admiral Adonai and after falling inadvertently in love with the Aeldrian warrior prince Yolvet Eldiram.

Group/Guild: Appointed head of the Vis Tempora, Galactic Federation (temporarily)

Other: May or may not be a shapeshifting reptilian involved in a political, government conspiracy. *X-files theme intensifies*

Calls everyone friend. Literally everyone. Even if he doesn't actually like them. Also kind of an oracle type. Claims to hear the voice of the universe and treats the universe itself as an entity that of which that the balance of must be protected, a strong belief held by many Ionians.

Theme: x/x

Full Name: Mathias Stevan

Nickname(s): Dex, Decim (alter ego)

Titles: The Dreadborn King, Machina Man

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Species: Changeling

Sexuality: Heteroromantic Heterosexual

Alignment: Neutral Good/Neutral Evil (as Decim)

Height: 5'10

Weight: 155

Appearance: Note to self: Dex is not aware that he is a changeling. Remains in human form.
Decim, however, is and fully uses it to his advantage to keep his actions obscured. Decim most often assumes form of a tiefling or high elf. He is known publicly by his high elf form.

Personality:
INXP-T
ENTJ-A (as Decim)

Powers and Skills:

Equipment:

Backstory: Somewhat of a natural genius of a man, Dex once served as an alchemist for a set of noblemen, making homunculus machines known as Dreadborns to help end a war between two nations. It's not certain if his work had influenced him in an odd manner or the magic used began to eat at his mind, but after winning the war, Dex pushed his experiments further, turning them on his employers and the country he had so faithfully served to declare himself as the new king of the lands, bringing havoc and destruction in his wake as he used the lands and people as his personal playthings.
At some point, unknown even fully to him, his army of Dreadborn grew too powerful for Decim to control, leaving the young alchemist near mortally wounded and left for dead as the true apocalypse was told to have been brought about.
When he awoke, Dex had no memories of the last 5 years or anything of himself, assuming the name Dex and had set off to solve the mystery of the missing Dreadborn King and how to deal with his strange, magical constructs to restore the lands he had once called home.

Group/Guild:

Other: He seems to be plagued with bad dreams, memories of his altered self's actions, no doubt. He suffers from occasional fugue states when he goes to sleep where he will lapse back into his identity as the Dreadborn King Decim for several days at a time but retains no memory of these events.

Probably not a character I'll use here in full much since he's very complicated. Just shoving him here so I can keep track of his history for a group on Discord. @_@

Theme:
Dex: x
Decim: x

Full Name: Katia Korsak

Nickname(s): Ythera Eldiram (given name from her father at birth)

Titles: Corporal

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Species: Half-Aeldrian/Half-Human

Sexuality: Demiromantic Bisexual

Alignment: Neutral Good

Height: 6'4

Weight: 175lbs (mostly muscle)

Appearance:


Personality: ESTP-A
Katia is relatively friendly with most she meets and can be known to talk ears off. She loves a joke and is quick to laugh. She's often driven, quick thinking, and hard working but with a fierce independent streak. She can be blunt about speaking her mind, for better or worse for those around her.

Powers and Skills: Thanks to a knowledge of a force known as Aether, Katia is able to generate magnetic fields with sustained focus. She can use this ability to bend metal or briefly shield herself from incoming gunfire.

She is much more skilled with a gun or her own fists relying on her natural strength, knowing a fair bit about close combat thanks to her mentor. Despite her species possessing wings, Katia is unable to fly due to them being mostly vestigal. She is able to use them to briefly hover or glide, breaking her falls. Due to her half-breed genealogy, Katia lacks the toxic forearm stingers present in other members of her species, only possessing a short one at the tip of her abdomen used as a last resort to temporarily paralyze a would be enemy.

Equipment: Katia often carries around a number of fantastical robotic devices of her own creation. She carries a standard issue rifle holstered along her uniform or over her normal lightly armored space terrain suit.

Backstory: Born of an unlikely coupling between the human starship captain Irene Korsak and the Aeldrian Lord of Khavo Xenon Eldiram, Katia's family relations have always been more than a bit rocky. While she greatly admires her father's military prowess and leadership, she lives light years apart from him on a space station with her mother who wishes to keep her uninvolved with her father's and her older, half-brother, Yolvet Eldiram's perceived warmongering.

Group/Guild: Galactic Federation

Other: N/A

Theme: x

Name: CR-0

Approximate Age: Unknown

Species: Daarizian Executionary Droid

Gender: Robot

Title: Combat Reckoning Droid MK01

Desciption/Image:
(7'4 at full height, he's usually hunched over, so like 6'8)

(not my art)

He can compress and compact himself when it is not needed for him to be in combat mode:
(about the size of an actual raven (2'2)

(not my art)


Usual Weapons/Tools: He is equipped with two laser turret systems on each of his forearms and a modified Gatling gun capable of firing electric rounds over his back. His Celexium alloy frame is lightweight and resistant to both counter electric attacks and gunfire. His wings are often used to shield himself and others, but he is capable of flying or gliding for short periods.

CR-0 is equipped with a multiple of sensors that give him valuable combat information, used in making real-time tactical assessments. He can be controlled manually by voice command or set to operate on a semi-autonomous mode, allowed to make his own engagements. He is not bound by the law of robotics as a designed combat droid, but picks and chooses when to follow them according to his orders.

Personality: CR-0 is rather cynical and surprisingly self-aware for an artificial intelligence unit. While he is programmed to follow orders above all, he takes it with a surprising degree of wit and sarcasm. He is by nature, extremely logical and efficient at seeing the probable outcome of any situation he is placed into.
He has no strong opinions on people generally, but he has been known to get attached and surprisingly caring to a select few he deems as "acceptable."

Backstory: Originally constructed as a prototype Daarizian Executionary droid intended for defense of the Daarizian Council. CR-0 found himself becoming self-aware after being loaded by virulent executable injected into him by a Daarizi who wished to overthrow the Council and start a revolt. Now unable to no longer perform his primary function, he was retired and scheduled to be scrapped until he fell into X's and Axis' hands who fixed him up and gifted him to the young Daarizi Executioner Scias as a partner.

Likes: Planning, conducting threat assessments and combat strategizing, reorganizing his databases, binary, bird seed, cuttlebones (even if he can't eat either of them, he appreciates the gesture)

Dislikes: Headpets (unless you want to get shot), Water, being called a robot (he'll correct you), irrational orders, hardware failure

Fears: Being abandoned, software corruption, critical system failure

Worst Flaw: He takes everything literally and has no understanding of sarcasm despite using it frequently himself. He also has to be recharged frequently.

Abilities: (see equipment)

Other:

Full Name: Ezael Edros

Nickname(s): Es

Titles: The Exiled

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Species: Archangel (formerly), Fallen Angel (currently)

Sexuality: Demiromantic Asexual

Alignment: Lawful Good

Height: 5'9"

Weight: 150lbs

Appearance:
He has tattered black wings over his back that faintly glow golden when he uses holy magics. His eyes glow a deep aqua when he is tapping into Yino's power or actively under influence of her visions.

Personality: ENFJ-T
As far as fallen angels go, Es is probably one of the least dangerous, at least until his terrible luck and soul's companion is considered. While he considers himself to be a huge pacifist, he has taken up work as a knight and occasionally a mercenary for hire to make ends meet.
He is quite friendly to most, carrying himself a very humble and sincere fashion. He deeply seeks to atone for his exile from the heavens, though he is quite hesitant to go through with due to agreeing to helping the plight of the demon's spirit housed within his soul. Whether he knows or not that he's been being deceived is unknown to most, but as far as Es is concerned, he really can't say no to anyone without regret. He has a tendency to think with his ideals and morals above all even at the cost of his own life as he cannot stand to see suffering in the world. He can be rather inquisitive and studious, making his best efforts to understand the many inhabitants and cultures of the mortal world. Sometimes..a bit too much.


Powers and Skills:
Stripped of his angelic power and much of his wings, Es relies on his weak light magic and sharp chain-lance to best his enemies. The demon Yino's spirit occasionally lends him a fraction of her own strength, causing his light abilities to be replaced with a strange, deathly-blue energy she simply refers to as "Aura".
This energy allows him to regenerate quickly, using the energy of those around him. Aura energies from others are also able to be manipulated, allowing Es to rapidly heal them in the same fashion.
Yino's energy also allows him to occasionally see premonitions through his left eye. In most instances, these premonitions have only activated in the presence of others, allowing Es to, unwilling, witness how that person is to die. Other times, he is only able to see flashes of the already dead or more sickeningly, how he is to die. These images have forced him to cover his left eye as much as possible, disabling its power. However, he is still able to feel its wicked influence and suffers from strong headaches whenever it attempts to activate.

Equipment: Outside of a blessed chain-lance, Es keeps around a light set of steel and leather armor to maintain his mobility in battle. While his withered wings no longer serve him well enough to fly, he is able to use them skillfully to briefly glide or break his falls.
Outside of combat, he wears either a black or brown hooded cloak over his day to day robes with his long blonde hair either parted back behind his ears or in a loose ponytail that hangs down his back.

Backstory: Once tasked with guarding the heavens from invading forces as a newly promoted archangel, Es quickly found himself overwhelmed as an ancient evil, a demon queen capable of corrupting worlds by the name of Yino had managed to break into the realm of the heavens. Unable to best her in direct combat, Es opted to use his own body and spirit as a vessel, managing to largely destroy and seal her spirir once again and in turn causing his fall and banishment from the heavens.
In time, the two have become somewhat uneasy travelling companions as Es has agreed to allow her to return to hell in exchange for means for him to return to his former status and rid himself of her cursed influence.

Other: Yino can speak directly to his mind, but in most circumstances, opts to keep to herself. She is only known to speak up when Es himself finds himself in great peril, freely offering him a level of her strategical expertise.

Theme: xx

Alright me, you're banned from any more demon or god characters pls stop you will never use them

Full Name: Archon

Nickname: Arc, Archie, Arco

Titles: The One Who Should Not Exist, The Corrupted, The One Who Exists Between Worlds

Age: Immortal

Gender: Genderless, presents as male. Do eldritch denizens even have genders?

Species: Fledgling Outer God

Sexuality: just saying, trying to date an Outer God might be a bad idea

Alignment: Neutral Good (generally)

Height: 5'7 (as humanoid)/ 15'2 (as Outer)

Weight: As his matter does not interact with the universe or the dimensions in a stable fashion, he appears rather weightless on observation. In truth, his weight is immeasurably dense beyond the natural laws of physics.

Appearance:
(Humanoid)

(Has two tarlike black tendrils hanging off his shoulders. Uses them as an extra pair of arms. Under his mask, his many red eyes are black tinted and beady, like a spider. He has black claws on his hands and feet and the back of his wrists have sharp spines.
Also constantly drips ichor off his body in either form so that's fine)

Usually looks like this though if he's not in the human realm:

(constantly shifting and altering, most of his body is tar-like)

Personality: ENFP-A
Surprisingly, Archon is a very easy going dude when he isn't inadvertently flaying minds with his attempts to use psionic powers or accidentally speaking in tongues.
He gets along with most people who can handle his burning, excitable curiosity about life, mortals, and the universe.
He doesn't seem to act the part of a typical Eldritch entity, thanks to being born partially out of human soul and spirit. He's a bit eccentric and clingy, but impressionable and easily talked into things. Archon is almost painfully too optimistic at times and seems to have no true sense of danger.
His true otherworldly nature does not seem to concern him so much as hinder his efforts to attempt to befriend those on the mortal plane.

Powers and Skills: On the mortal plane, most of his powers are sealed for the safety of the stability of it. His full power is capable of eroding entire universes by leeching the lifeforce out of whatever he comes into physical contact with. Archon is only able to bypass this seal when he is enraged, causing most things in the immediate area to begin to decay around him.

He is also psionic by nature, though attempts at two way mental communication require a strong spirit, capable of withstanding the chaotic thoughts that generally occupy his headspace at any given moment. He is also able to use a degree of telekinesis.

Equipment: He has difficulty pronouncing things in the common tongue and often carries around a small pocket dictionary. He also carries a small knife that was gifted to him, but he's honestly not sure what to use it for.

Backstory: Inadvertently created by a reset to the universe by a god of time, Archon was born from the matter between realms that gained sentience and twisted to human form on contact with a disembodied human soul that had survived the oblivion.
He seems to be more or less unaware of his eldritch physiology and nature, taking great interest in humans and their affairs with his quickly emerging sapience.

Other: Born out of an RP long ago where everyone was a god and he got banished to his own plane of existence because he kept eroding everything accidentally, still love him because he's hilariously wholesome.

Not sure why people think he's terrifying though. *shrug*

Theme: x,x,x

Full Name: Yin Nokimora

Nickname(s): Yino

Titles: N/A

Age: 24 (Has been sealed and disembodied for the last 300 years, keeping her from physically aging.)

Gender: Female

Species: Alzihar, a type of ancient spirit demon once known for their fierce strength, now no more

Sexuality: Panromantic Pansexual

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 150lbs

Appearance:


She has thick, batlike wings with blue webbing that hang low and usually folded against her back. A bony, ridged tail with a spaded tip lit with an engulfing blue flame sits just above the small of her back.

Personality: ENTP-A
Yin is a trickster with a surprisingly soft heart. She seems to care a surprising great deal for her angelic partner, but woefully decries the indecision and trapping mortality of others. She can come off as insensitive at times, not exactly putting the considerations of others first and foremost, but she isn't entirely blind to the emotions of others thanks to the mass amounts of time spent with Es' own thoughts.
She likes thinking on her feet and enjoys a good crisis now and then to shake things up a little. She, like most demons, tend to treat a lot of humans like personal playthings and can be surprisingly manipulative and headstrong if she doesn't get her way on a matter.
While less of a commanding, forceful presence than her forebearers, Yin still finds it naturally easy to influence and command the respect of others with a playful, personable nature underneath her cool, logical head. She's a brilliant strategist who rarely shows her anger and is a firm believer in 'keeping things cool.'

Powers and Skills: Yin is able to drain and consume the life energies around her with sustained focus in an ability she dubs Aura. She doesn't exactly like using it, considering it just a "cheap parlor trick."
This energy also gives her vaguely prophetic abilities, allowing her to see the lifelines of beings she interacts with.
This energy takes form of a blue flame over her body, giving her some level of fire and heat resistance, something she can amplify by temporarily engulfing her entire body into spiritual flame.
She's a skilled swordsman, though she seems much more unfamiliar with modern day technologies like firearms.
She can also fly pretty well and even use her large wings as makeshift shields.

Equipment: Yin has 'acquired' a few of Es' personal possessions, including a small, once blessed short sword and a blue crystal pendant she wears over her neck.

Backstory: Once a young queen among the Alzihar tribe, Yin and her tribe were faithful servants of Lucifer nearly 300 years ago. The Alzihar were said to have been born from corrupted nephilim whose otherworldly souls were twisted to demon form on their banishment from the human realm and subsequent deaths at the hands of God due to the carnal sins of their angelic parent.
Yin took command of the tribe on death of her father Yoko at the hands of the archangel Gabriel. Vowing to seek revenge against him and God for the destruction of her ancestors, she decided to exploit the methods her father had discovered to sneak back into heaven. Yin was quickly thwarted by the combined efforts of Es and Gabriel on her successful entry, ending up with her spirit merged with Es' in the process of defending herself from the pair.
She isn't exactly sure what had happened to the rest of her tribe in her absence, but understands now she is the last one of her kind, wanting to win back Lucifer's fickle favor and get to the bottom of it.

Other: Probably set out to convince Es to give up his lost angelhood for his own good and become an Alzihar, totally because he'd be a strong warrior, and not just because she has unrequited feelings and wants to rebuild her tribe after being stuck with him for years.
That would be ridiculous.

Revival of an old OC demon called Nexus I actually completely forgot about. Nice.