Original Character Information

Sota [No Last Name]
16-ish
5'5"
Cat spirit
looks: white-silver hair w/ blue streak down the middle, blue eyes, messy ble cat tail ( I sometimes draw him with whiskers, but not consistent)
Personality: fun-loving and chipper, but flighty and irresponsible. Has no common sense and loves video games to an addictive ammount.
Powers: nine lives (now six), luck-influencing(terrible at it)
Trivia: he was once along the lines of Inuyasha shoved into our present day. Bij, upon meeting him, helped him turn into summin less cliché. She gave him his coat, as well. She also wanted to put bandages on him in his concept art. Had I consented, he prolly would've been more badass. He was, at one point, very catlike and became more human over time. When I was less creative, his name was Sotaneko.

Hoistory: (Written in FP)
Well, I kinda grew up well, I guess. Dad could actually use his powers, so if we needed some cash, he'd head dosn to the casino and manipulate those machines to get the money. Never really knew my mom, but you can't miss what you never had, so I don't really mind. Dad taught me the basics of my powers and a concealment spell, then left. It was mysterious, but not in the novel sense. A short while later, I was evicted from the house and only got a little bit to take with me.
A good eight months of living on the streets followed, making me quite streetwise and a master at looking absolutely pathetic. I would hang out in Teh Bookstore when I was feeling sorry for myself, where I was dragged out of my concealment and given a home by the one person who truly pitied me, Nozomiiko.

Nozomiiko D'airlynn
18
5'8"
Chornemn (core-nem)
looks: dark purple hair (black grape) with white bangs, help in a high ponytail. Blue pupilless eyes, with light blue whites. Vaguely Asian in appearance. Indigo ears that look like long strips of seal fur (prehensile). Dark purple tail in an odd curl at the end.
Personality: cynical and negative. A short temper and a sharp tongue. Usual mood is remnicient of frusturation, but has mood swings between "hatred for all living things", "depression", "rage", and "exasperated". Rarely happy, but never feigns a positive emotion.
Powers: solidified illusions (think green lantern ring with color) and force fields
Trivia: She is the same species as my previous creature, Kabori, who was originaly a water nymph. Her name is a portmanteau of her concept names, Nozomi and Miiko.
History: (written in FP)
My life was pretty good. Learned how to transform into a human, my powers kicked in, never perfected the former...
My mother, Iilise (Eelis) dyed of sickness. It was a very ironic death, seeing as her particular magical talent was healing. I had mood swings before then, but of the more bipolar sort. After her death, I just kinda dropped all positivity. My dad Saalaini smothered me after that, before he got a call from this big-time sorceror to find out why magical creatures were dying out. It's been five years and I have been running the bookstore and putting up with this stray cat I found one day.
Man, my life is shit.

Denver Nevada
14-15
5'0"
Crow
looks: humanoid, with large black wings, light grey skin and messy hair.
Personality: Creepy and classy. Has odd interests and is bad at geography. Likes competitive sports and scary things. Is afraid of rabbits.
Trivia: I got nothing here.
History
I LIVED IN WHAT YOU ENTITLE AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE. I CAN USE THE TERM "GIJINKA" TO DESCRIBE ITS INHABITANTS. I LIVED IN LONDON, AND NO I DO NOT HAVE A BRITISH ACCENT. MY FLOCK SETTLED ON THE LONDON TOWER, WHERE I MADE A FRIEND. HE WAS CALLED FRIDAY, AND WAS A COMMON SWALLOW.
WE WOULD RACE FREQUENTLY, THOUGH NEITHER OF US WERE VERY FAST.
ONE AFTERNOON, AS WE RACED, I SLAMMED INTO A RIFT IN TIMESPACE.
MY WORLD RELIED HEAVILY ON THE LEDGENDS OF YOURS TO CREATE THE BOUNDARY. RAMMING THROUGH IT SHOVED THE MIND OF A CROW INTO MY MIND.
I FOUND MYSELF SCARED AND BLOODY, AND MURDERED MY BEST FRIEND ON THE ROOF OF A STRANGE BUILDING.

Korsadia Parleist
22
5' 6"
Human
Looks: slightly Hispanic. Tanned skin, waist-length black hair, moss-green eyes. Cuts all over face and arms
Personality: neutral. Is neither good nor bad, and will work for either side. Cool and collected, rarely gets worse mood than annoyed. She's a botanist.
Trivia: looks are based off my mom. Eyes based off my sister's.
History:
My parents worked for the government, leaving me to take care of my little sister, Bonnie. We ran a nursery in the meantime, and I found an interest in hybriding plants, especially roses. I bred a rose with ivy to create a versatile rose vine, sturdy and with thorns two to four inches long. This became my weapon for subduing targets once I got into the buisness of a bounty hunter. I carry around a handgun as well.
Along the way, I found truth in the phrase "Names have power". Somehow I picked up the habit of never calling anyone by their true name.


There. Have my characters.