Evil's Return: The Sign-Up Thread

[Toastburner B]

You're really not going to like me, Bookworm.

...but...er...sorry...but no.

First off, I'm hesistant to have a bullet-maker on the team. Perhaps I was being to vague in my stressing the fact that magic bullets are rare and expensive? This was done so that they wouldn't be an everyday occurrance...whereas, if we have someone who can make magic bullets in the team, I forsee much "I use the ::insert magic bullet:: that ::insert character:: asked Josiah to make".

Plus, chances are that you would do nothing to make bullets...because I envisioned as a rather specialized skill that was used to make money. To make a single bullet is rather like working full-time for 4 days...or in other words 32 hours for a single (simple) bullet...even longer for more complex spells. There is a reason why it costs around $500 bucks per bullet.

Since I feel bad about smacking down (most) of your character ideas so for, I'll give you some more time to make up a character beyond the opening post deadline. But I need a full bio with the character...I won't take another "place saver".

[Mr.Bookworm]

XD

Ah, well.

I didn't realize that it would take so freakin' long to make a single bullet.

I'll probably have a character up tonight.

EDIT: Well, tommorow.

Tommorow alright, TB?

EDIT2: BEHOLD! MY FINAL CAREACTOUR!

...

Shuddup.

Character Name: Josiah Martin

Gender: Male

Age: 66

Organization: TECHNICALLY, the Society, but he's mainly a Warden nowadays.

Class: War Mage- Meaning he focuses more on the spells that go BOOM than shields and the like.

Special Abilities: Incantation magic. He specializes in fire and metal elemental attacks. I won't go overboard, but I can be more specific, if you want. Only spell of noteworth is his "ultimate" attack, combining the two elements he's an expert in to form a incredibly fast burst of liquid metal (as in heated to the point where it becomes liquid) that solidifies very fast, trapping anything hit with it in metal. Also good with the cane (a remnant of his sword training), a fair shot with his revolver, and a decent unarmed fighter.

Bio: Josiah was born to two Society parents, in a story that never has a happy ending. Long story short, when Josiah was six, his parents went out demon hunting. They never came back. He was given to the care, and apprenticeship, of Tyr Black, a ferocious old war mage who was retired. The old man, needless to say, wasn't very happy with being saddled with a kid. He was ignored for the next four years of his life, which he was just fine with. He roamed around the countryside of Tyr's European estate, discovering the wilderness, etc., etc. When he turned ten, however, he started his term of apprenticeship. For the next eleven years, his life was a living hell. Tyr rode him hard, teaching him everything he knew. He slept about six hours a day, then for the rest of the day, practiced and studied. He learned everything needed in order to be a top-class demon killer. He learned how to work magic, of course, but also learned how to fight, both armed and unarmed, how to shoot a gun, how to survive in the wilderness with no supplies, everything. He, of course, hated Tyr every second. On his 21st birthday, he was promptly woken and administered hs final test, in a fight to the death against Tyr. Needless to say, he won. Barely. With a lot of wounds. Then he found out the old bastard left him everything he owned. The Society contacted him, and he started working as their local representative/demon hunter. Over the years, he gained a lot of infamy for his "unorthodox" methods, finalizing when he was 49, when he killed an innocent civilian, firing at a demon, despite the fact that the man was in the way. He was demoted, and it was made clear to him to steer clear of the Society for a while. He joined the Wardens instead. He started traveling the world, keeping an eye on the MoH when the attacks started. After the official Protecters were mobilized, he traveled to the US to keep an eye on her. He's currently living in a apartment not for from the MoH's house. He's on the fence about the Mother of Hell, finally deciding that if he sees too many overt signs that the child will probably go the "bad" route, he'll kill her (not that I'm actually going to kill her, but it's just what he thinks).

Equipment/Belonging: Cane. Regular, old, steel-backed cane (meaning it has a steel rod running through it, which makes it good for smacking things with). Colt Python revolver. 120 rounds, none of them magical. A grey cloak, matching pants and shirt. Bulletproof vest hidden under the cloak, with mild magical sigils on them (as before, strong enough to take the edge of a hit, and maybe totally clear a near miss). Steel-toed boots. Horn-rimmed glasses. Amulet with a pure diamond in it for a focus. Eleven-inch steel athame, which is basically a knife that can be used for rituals. Medpac, with both non-magical and magical healing supplies. A very expensive pen, made for reliability. A rugged, battered laptop. Notebook, for notes and making of sigils. Oh, and his estate, left to him by Tyr (he probably won't be using it though, as it's in Europe).

DONE!

Oh, and he's unofficial. He still has a lot of contacts in the Society, so he knows about the MoH.

*sharpens knife in anticipation of TB's rejection*

[Averross]

Okay, since I can't have a robot...

Character Name: Codename: Albatross

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Organization: SECA

Class: Gunslinger (Sniper)

Special Abilities: Deadeye aim, some stealth, acrobatics, contortionism, computer hacking

Bio: Um, I couldn't think of anything

Equipment/Belonging: Um, you know that one very powerful sniper rifle from Counter-Strike? Yeah, that one. Plus, it has Bluetooth capabilities for some reason. Of course, I also have basic survival supplies, a grappling hook, gas mask, etc.

*Sits next to Mr. Bookworm with same knife*