This is a fantasy roleplay that takes place in a bar/casino/hotel (with cheap rent!) called DevilsBlood. It’s kinda like a bandage in the way many universes are linked to it through the bandage (weird ass description). You can be from a fandom, or your own character. Template:
Name:
Sexuality:
Gender:
Species:
Description:
Personality:
Info that you wanna put in (optional):
Try to use grammar to the best of your abilities, and have fun!
May I? Also, are LGBT characters allowed or…?
(Of course you can join, and LGBT is allowed!)
May I join?
Name: "Clipsey" (his real name is Jack Silverthorne, but once turned into a cartoon he forgot.)
Sexuality: Gay as hell.
Gender: Male
Species: Human turned Toon. (So, Toon.)
Description: Like the Wandering Is A Sin Bendy, but the eyes are ringed, so he technically has three pupils.
Personality: Cheeky, funny, a jokester, likes to weasel his way through rules, narcissistic, rude,
Info that you wanna put in (optional): He has an axe. His cheekiness often gets him in serious trouble with the law, and he enjoys that. Also enjoys being an asshole. Enjoys being a jerk in general.
(Yes, @AngryLex (RIP Kaiser and my mental health), you can join! (you're in my BATIM roleplay, right?))
Clipsey sighed, his breath turning into a little white cloud around him on a chilly night.
"So, this is the only place for good wine?" He huffed, hefting his axe onto his shoulder.
He hopped up the steps, and entered, nearly blinded by bright slot machines.
"I AIN'T INTERESTED IN YER SCREWED-UP-MONEY-STEALIN'-MACHINES!!" He yelled, scooting away to the bar section.
Hey, may I join?))
(yesss you may good sir or whatever.)
(Yes, @AngryLex (RIP Kaiser and my mental health), you can join! (you're in my BATIM roleplay, right?))
Yeah//
I don't really care what you refer to me as, a male, female or other. I normally use female, though. And I decided to use a character from the podcast Welcome to Night Vale, if you don't mind.))
Name: Cecil Palmer
Sexuality: Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy (he has a husband though)
Gender: Male
Species: ???
Description: (No one truly knows what he looks like, not even the writers of the podcast, so I'll be using my headcanons) He is not tall, nor short, and not fat, nor skinny. He is considered attractive, and looks like a young man. He has three purple eyes, purple tentacles that come out of his back whenever he concentrates on making them appear, or is feeling any feeling very strongly. He has purple markings that go from his wrists to onto his neck that look like intricate tattoos, but they are actually birthmarks and they move around on his skin. (Just look up some fanart of him, I'm sure you'll get the gist)
Attire: (I'm not using canonic outfits because they're really weird) Glasses that are only for his two normal eyes, black headphones, purple vest and matching tie, white button down, black slacks and dress shoes.
Personality: He is quite mysterious when it comes to talking about the universe, but really is a huge dork when it comes to his cat, husband, niece, and pretty much everything else except STEVE CARLSBURG. He is very dedicated to his work, and is doing it almost all of the time.
Info that you wanna put in (optional): No one really is sure how old he is. He isn't sure either. He doesn't go near uncovered mirrors unless he gets to cover it. He has a floating cat named Khoshekh who looks like this https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/nightvale/images/9/92/Khoshekh.png/revision/latest?cb=20180731041955 and he has a husband named Carlos The Scientist with perfect teeth and hair and face, and a niece and a sister and a brother he has no memory of existing. He comes from a desert town named Night Vale somewhere in America where he is the radio reporter and #1 news source of the city.
(oooh, he's cool. I'm excited for this once it develops.)
(May I join as a bartender?)
(Hell yeah. Clipsey's gonna want a drink from you.)
(Ooh I have the perfect boio
Is it okay if he’s Bi?)
(Yes, it is. They can be any sexuality. Freedom of choice in DevilsBlood.)
(Yesssss let me grab Zack’s temp)
Clipsey scrambled onto the bar stool, and pulled his axe onto the counter.
"Get me some cheap beer!" He yelled, banging his axe on the counter, the blade sinking into the painted wood.
Name: Zackary “Wings” Novell Williams
Sexuality: Bisexual (Leans towards men)
Gender: Male
Species: Dark Demon— Dark Demons are men and women who are like basic Demons. They have wings, can teleport, and have telekinesis. Zackary is also part Mind Reader
Description: Sharp, handsome face with an exceptionally pointy nose and droopy, mismatched gray eyes (RIGHT: Slate gray LEFT: Dusk gray). Short (in Demon standards) at a 5’11 and rather skrawny.
Personality: Dark, sadistic and bloodthirsty. But once you get to know him, he’s not so bad. In fact, he’s a bit of a sweetie when he’s comfortable around someone. He’ll most likely flirt with a few men he finds attractive, especially if they seem interested in him too.
Info that you wanna put in (optional): WINGS (upon command he can summon them): Huge wingspan of 80 ft and angelic. Blood-red joints while the feathers are gray and white-tipped.
(HE'SAMAZINGHOWDOPEOPLECOMEUPWITHSUCHGOODCHARACTERS?!?!?!)
Clipsey scrambled onto the bar stool, and pulled his axe onto the counter.
"Get me some cheap beer!" He yelled, banging his axe on the counter, the blade sinking into the painted wood.
Zackary gave a look of disgust to the man who just plopped down and slammed his unholy axe into his counter.
“I don't think you need it, sir,” He growled angrily, grabbing a tissue and ripping the axe out of the counter.
Clipsey narrowed his odd eyes at the bartender.
"I'll give ya fifty bucks for a shot of wine." He muttered, trying not to sound desperate, but failing.
Zackary tossed the axe away, giving the man another disgusted look.
“Fifty. You’re that deaperate.”
Clipsey yelped, and scrambled after his axe. After yanking it out of the floor, he hopped back onto the stool, faked a smirk, and said:
"Pshhh, nah! Just….really….want….a fucking drink."
Zackary gave a slight huff and gave him a small shot of whiskey.
“Right. Where’s that fifty that you promised me?”
"Right….about that…."
Clipsey downed the shot, pleading the gods this man had a horrible memory.
"I'll….go get that."
He grabbed his axe, and hopped off the bar stool to leave, still pleading the man would leave him alone so he could go find some cheaper drinks.
Zackary slammed his fist on the counter once and the door slammed shut.
“You don’t leave till I get that fifty, pal. Better drink as much as you can now. Or suffer.” He left out the ‘or suffer the consequences’ because suffering was exactly what this guy would be doing.
This information is found to be from a deserted lab and was clutched in Time's hand when it arrived.
Username: @Lex-The-Snex-Who-Is-A-Flexy-Rex
Name: Name unknown, subject has responded to names such as- Vertas, Meyrill, and Time. Subject seems to use Time the most.
Age: Age Unknown
Gender: Subjects gender seems to vary with each name it responds to. Vertas seems to be male, Meyrill seems to be either female or gender neutral, and Time as a whole seems to use both male and female pronouns with an equal amount of use.
Species: It has been determined that subject's species is of the unknown variety but has aspects of multiple species. It has also been deemed that the other names the subject responds to are of different species and can be seen in ghostly forms when subject is responding.
Powers/Abilities: Subject as Time
Weaknesses (At least 1): It is very hard for Subject to control their urges for bloodlust and their forms are known to take over at times.
Bio/History (Optional): Not much is known about the subject, they had simply appeared in the labs one day.
Appearance: The subjects main appearance is a small figure with silver hair and gold eyes with clocks as pupils. When speaking as the others, the subject has ghostly figures behind them. It seems that all "spirits" have not been shown and subject, on the few times they speak, have said that the others were shy and that they would show themselves in no time.
Clipsey chuckled nervously.
"Is there any chance I could go earn the fifty? I was desperate, I admit." Clipsey smiled widely, trying to be convincing and nice and shit.
Clipsey chuckled nervously.
"Is there any chance I could go earn the fifty? I was desperate, I admit." Clipsey smiled widely, trying to be convincing and nice and shit.
Me at classes//
