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"And thus he commanded that they would be banished from the fires and let loose onto the Heavens and the Earth. So spoke the Devil himself."
-The Chant of the Forsaken


The Realm of the Foresaken


Hell’s Rogues were banished from Hell on the basis that nothing would sate their blood lust and hatred. They were victims of crimes and sins and they hunt humans and angels alike. These beasts will take in vile humans and fallen angles as they seek chaos and calamity. Their goal is to make suffering and to hunt the innocent. And so thus begins the tales of Hell's Rogues.


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.~*Hell's Rogues*~.

1).Gaia Username:KoreanStarDragon
Name: Twilight
Age: ??? ((over 1800))
Race: Hell's Angel
Picture:Twilight
Personality: Twilight had been one of the first Rouges released onto the world. Old and wise, time has made her rage burn greater and hotter until it consumed her entire being. Sarcastic and nasty, she is twisted and almost no love can be found in her heart. Her favorite thing to do is to torture and slowly kill people and to rip angels wings off. Most of her fallen angel followers compete to see who can get on her good side.
Weapon: Katana and a pair of 22 pistols
Background: She was there when the devil banished them from the pits of hell.Twilight savored each moment she watched the mighty fallen angel raved and ranted. Now roaming between Heaven and Earth, she hunts lovers and brings them sorrow. Fallen Angels are mostly attracted to follow her since they do not find love like humans. The mortals tend to avoid her. Twilight doesn't remember but most of the other Rouges speculate that she committed suicide after her lover betrayed her.


2).Gaia Username: yamoni
Name: Lieselotte
Age: ???
Race: Succubus
Picture: Lieselotte
Personality: Lieselotte is often times very quiet only speaking at times where she needs to speak or when advise is needed often speaking slowly. She always has a level head and will keep calm and collected. She isn't one for jokes seeing as how she doesn't understand them half the time. She rarely gets emotional so its often times hard to read her and she perfers it that way. Her smile or laugh is rare site so most will always remember it. Though she is a succubus she lacks the drive of one but she manages to charm everyone she comes in contact with.
Weapon: She prefers not to use weapons to fight.
Background: Lieselotte is one of the youngest out of all the Hell's Rouges. She travels between heaven and hell doing as she pleases. Mostly she starts fights and fueds among mortal men often times watching them fight for her from a secret location or finding the darkness within hearts and exploiting it until the very last drop. Vile Mortals tend to be drawn to her for some reason she hasn't quite figured out why.


3). Gaia Username:Kasi-maini
Name: Tempest
Age confused ??
Race: unknown, some form of demon she assumes.
Picture: Tampest She has the number 13 burned into her left shoulder. A black scar of the number.
Personality: Wicked and cruel Tempest loves to ensnare humans and angels alike in traps and games. Where she may seem kind and sweet it is only some form of trap. She is extreamly intelligent and will use anything she can think of to destroy a person emotionally before killing them slowly. She loves carnage in all its forms and becomes giddy after a good enough fight. Those who follow her do so from the shadows for fear that on a whim she would kill them all.
Weapon:She is skilled in most weapons but chooses to keep with her a colt .45 and a chain infused with an unknown thing that she has had since her birth, the ends can change depending on what she wants them to be, spikes, balls, daggers, or a combination of the three.
Background: A middle aged Rogue, she leans towards the older end of the spectrum, She knows little of the others nor does she care, violent and often angry she puts on a flase sense of hope and kindness to lure people to her and therefore to their demise, She doesnt remember exactly what made her this way, but then she doesnt think anyone ever does remember much from the start of their lives after they hit 1000. Age only makes you harder in life, many lessons she learned the hard way and forced her down the road she walks. She lives with no regrets and enjoys every kill she makes. She doesnt understand why people constantly are drawn to her, it confuses her but her bloodthirsty ways are too in control.


4). Gaia Username: Colonel Rawfire
Name: Jorishin
Age: Over 1500 years
Race: Demon Enchanter
Picture: http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j192/Mitsumie/Guys/guys68.jpg
Personality: Jorishin is strong-minded man, if a flirtatious one. He uses his looks and his charm to his great advantage, at least where "negotiation" is concerned. Cunning, agile, and eloquent, Jorishin's strength lies not so much in battle as in intimidation and endurance--he can outlast most opponents without taking much damage. Still, Jorishin has his weak points: an obvious one would be his outstanding arrogance and pride.
Weapon: A durable pole-ax.
Background: Jorishin has seen many years, so many that he cannot remember them all. He has seen the rise and fall of many empires and ages--partially because he was instrumental in their comings. Throughout his life, he has been drawn to the skirmishes and conflicts of the mortals, and has done as he pleased to perpetuate and end them. His fondest memories are of the Russian Revolution, when he watched as the royal Romanovs were shot, one by one. Nowadays, Jorishin pleases himself by keeping up with the news and tempting mortal women.


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Gaia Username:Summer16
Name:Amelia "Black Bell" Lynne Bell.
Age:Appears 25 however her age has long since been forgotten.
Race: Hells Rogue
Picture: Black Bell
Personality:She is cold, and calculating and slightly insane. She is one to savor her kills. Watching them suffer in her illusions as she laughs. She always wins, and often even her allies become her enemies, for she is only out for her revenge, and her fun. Beware of her, for the snakes and Spiders tell of her coming, and her ravens are her messengers.
Weapon:She uses her shadows to kill you, dragging you into her world of shadow and illusion. She can bring your worst fears to life. She loves to watch it as well, as she torments you. Your death in her hands will take weeks at times. And every soul thats destroyed in her realm, opens a body for her lover to come forth. The Demon of Pain. Beware of the Shadows, for she is always lurking.
Background:Born before the crusades, her family was a gypsy clan from up north. She had lived travelling from village to village, entertaining. It was a good life, and she picked up many skills. From dancing and fortune telling, to the art of poison and weapons. It wasn't until she was 25 that her life went down hill. For they had picked up a wounded soldier, and healed him back to health. Or rather Amelia did. And she fell for him. She thought he returned it until he disappeared one day. Amelia felt her heart tear, but she thought she would move on. It was a week later that it happened. That the very man she loved led a squad and slaughtered her family. Sparing her for an unknown reason, his wicked smile seared into her brain for all time. It wasn't long before she sacrificed her soul, became the Demon Black Bell, killing those who killed her family. Killing those in love, and soon anyone she wished. Slowly her mind went, her body grew cold ,and she became of shadows, no longer allowed in the world of light.


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.~*Fallen Angels*~.

1).Gaia Username: XLe Mad HatterX
Name: Vincent Drake Cross
Age: Only god knows..
Race: Arch Angel
Picture: Vincent
Personality: A very cocky fellow with little respect or mercy for the ones who make his job and lifestyle a pain. His passion for his job has also been known to be a bit extreme but one thing is certain, he gets the job done. Happy with those who were created with the love of the lord and more then willing to protect them. Thus making him a soldier of christ till his last and final breath, Amen.
Weapon: A pair of blessed machetes, a typical holy blade, and a bible
Background: Born from the good will of God and in the training of the angels and the prophets. Vincent was created to be a small legion of angels known as the " 7 " but after seeing that many of the seven held sins of pride and wrath caused almost all but three to be killed or worse. Being one of the lucky ones, Vincent showed his skill and ability to the angels and even god himself. But of course as time passed so did the spotlight of Vincent and thus allowing him to slip into the cracks and become nothing more then a fighter in the shadows.


2).Gaia Username: KoreanStarDragon
Name: Rage
Age: None
Race: Fallen Angel
Picture: Rage
Personality: As a Fallen Angel, she is a twisted beast. He angelic powers have morphed into demonic abilities. With that, so has her innocence and tranquility. Now she is wrathful and wants to tear everything and anything apart. Her demeanor is passionate and a growl is always skimming her voice. Rage has no problem speaking her mind and her opinions. She'll challenge anyone and dares people to get close to her. Like her mistress, Twilight, she is a very distant angel.
Weapon: Monks Staff with a Demonic Blessing
Background: She fell from heaven when she defied the commandment murder. Cast down to the Earth and Hell, she embraced sin wholeheartedly. Why not? There was nothing left for her. She was partner to many and killed thousands. Now a seductress, she walks around in tight jeans, steel toed boots, red bikini top, and a leather jacket. Many were drawn to here, but on only she was drawn to. After she killed him, she felt more empty than ever before. That was when she found Twilight. Seeing what she did, she eagerly joined to kill love and all that it was.

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.~*Vile Humans*~.

1).Gaia Username: MelodicXEnchantment
Name: Analiese Marie Graham
Age: 21
Race: Human
Picture: Behind that hardened exterior lies pain within
Personality: Ana, you might say, is a bit two-faced. She knows when to act, manipulate, make you believe what is fallacy but seemingly truth. Shes all business, and can come off egotistical and pugnacious. But in reality, shes hiding under a hardening shell that she created, to save her life and the life of her son. Ana trusts no one, and you should hardly trust her, her one goal in life is to get money and cause harm to those who did her harm. But life is getting gradually harder, and her horrible thoughts of revenge are usually shut down. When she isn't hustling or plotting, her persona is totally different. She smiles more often, shows love and affection for her young son..and even has moments where she shows weakness. Ana was taught never to show fear, and yet finds herself sobbing into her pillow at night when her son is asleep. She starves for actual love (Shes also bisexual), something shes sure she'll never recieve.
Weapon: Twin Golden Revolver Guns that she keeps at close hand.
Background: Analiese is a burlesque dancer by night, a crude hustler by day. Her life was born on the streets, her mother and father were two criminals. To feed their family they were involved in gangwars, violence, robberies and murders whilst Ana was a young girl growing in the midst of this all. One night when she was about eleven, a warring gang came into her house and killed her parents. Luckily, she was staying with a relative, but her heart was torn. Her parents knew one of these days their crimes will add up, and taught Ana their experience in gun usage, fighting, and street smarts. With the loss of her family, she grew a rebel, until her aunt and uncle couldn't take it anymore. They kicked her out at seventeen. Thats where she met her boyfriend, a leader of a group of wanna-be thugs. They seemed in love..and Ana even gotten pregnant with her child Luke that same year. But darkness always lingers over the girl, for her boyfriend up and ran as soon as Ana was pregnant, even trying to stop her from keeping the child. Scared and alone, she was destraught in putting her faith in someone who couldn't keep a promise. She had to hustle alone once again, becoming a burlesque dancer to pay the bills. Now her son is four, and shes fighting to keep them both alive. She loves him, genuinely loves him and would go mad without her son Luke...little does the boy know that his dear mother has disgusting thoughts of revenge, and wastes no time in ending anyones life that crosses her wishes. Yet even Analiese has a twinge of knowing there are powers out there that are stronger than any humans'..causing chaos and pain.


2).Gaia Username: Kliffoth
Name: Liam Crowley
Age: 26
Race: Human
Picture: "Sleep is for the weak."
Personality: Liam conveys a myriad temperaments, most, one would assume, for the sake of coexisting with society without too much scrutiny. Regardless of his efforts, he can easily be set apart from the next man by way of his idiosyncrasies, which on their own are inconsistent and unpredictable. Perhaps that's what describes him best: unpredictable. At one moment chatting about the weekend weather, the next vaguely contemplating a non sequitur, and then finalizing whatever social interaction it may have been with veiled misanthropy.
Weapon: Rapier wit...Well, he tends to carry at least a six inch folding knife, but swears it's purely utilitarian. Never mind the boot knife...knives; or the neck knife, or the three-piece throwing set secured at the small of his back. At least he leaves the pistol-grip 12 gauge Mossberg safe at home. Usually.
Background: Since day one Liam was an observer. The activities and personalities of his classmates, coworkers, neighbors were terribly interesting. Like one of those nature shows, where the plucky Brit commando-crawls through some brush as he narrates about the goings on of the nearby animals, their mating rituals, and why it'd be the start of a bad day if he was caught up wind of them. Liam just didn't quite understand it. Well that's not quite right, he could interpret it, could quantify and predict it; but he just didn't sympathize. Similarly, the concept of "law" and "authority" didn't quite stick. For the sake of self-preservation, he followed, perhaps meandered along, what he saw as the path of least resistance. So he finished his public schooling, military service, returned to civilization, and found work. Private investigation, particularly as a freelance investigator, offered an interesting change of pace. Particularly when 80% of one's clients were known or unknown criminals, of the organized variety or otherwise. As to why he is the way he is, that's up for debate. Some assume a tragic childhood, bad blood, genetics, and that's all well and good. If asked, and he never has been, his answer would no doubt involve a convoluted explanation as to everything but the topic at hand.

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CREATE CHAOS AND BRING PAIN!
 
     
 


╔ Let the heart bleed and shatter╝


The buildings passed in a blur as she rushed down the old street. The trash was scattered about and more than once she had to leap over a fallen trash can. Fallen angels flew beside her, their black wings glistening in the moons pale glow. Growling to herself, she mumbled, "I can smell their love all the way from here..."

Skidding around another corner, she spotted the bench from across the street. They were laying on a cheesy blanket under the moon. Wine was opened and their shoes kicked off. "Oh yes, this shall be delicious," she purred. This would be satisfying. Twilight could only imagine the look of the girls face when her lovers blood splashed across her face.

Now, as long as she remained undisturbed, she would be sated for the night.



ϿTwilight- Hell’s Rogues
     

<There is darkness even within the purest heart>

The cool and calming chill of the night hair felt good on Lieselotte's skin. She continued her nightly walk. She loved to walk outside during the night time maybe she liked how the moon was same color as her hair or possibly that the quietness of the night made her atmosphere calm unlike the busyness of the day. She sighed a little knowing that this kind of atmosphere will soon disappear when the sun begins to rise and moon falls.

She could feel that someone was close but who. Who would be outside at night like herself. Though it is true that some people party and have wild times at night but it wasn't the case tonight. But who was this person up ahead. As Lieselotte got closer the more defined the feeling got. The feeling interested her since the person ahead had a kind of negative aura around them. She hasn't felt anything like that in a long time. She closed in and could see with her eyes to see a woman with dark hair and revealing clothing sitting on a bench enjoying from what to lieselotte wine but she could be wrong.


<<Lieselotte-Hell's Rouge>>
 
     
 


╔ Let the heart bleed and shatter╝


Smiling, she crept closer to the happy couple. She knew that they would remember this night for the rest of their night, but for obviously other reasons. Oh, how cynical!

The night's cool air caressed Twilight's skin and the wind combed through her hair softly, just like the man did his woman's. The night was perfect and calm. Serene seeped into everything. This night just screamed to be ruined; for the night to be clawed with chaos. The howls of sorrow from the woman gazing at her dead lover would sear her ears and stroke her blackened heart. So close. Crouched on the bench, she gazed at them a second longer. Right as she started pulling out her duel pistols, she felt something in the air.

The smooth and hot evil brushed against her conscious. The lust that came in her wake was tempting and called to her. But the call was hallow. Twilight knew of all people that lust and love were two different things. While lust was something great to shatter, love was more devastating. Gazing at the lovers for a moment, she decided that they would stay there. It didn't look like they were going to move any time soon. They were completely enthralled.

Leaping off the bench like a panther, she sauntered over to the source. Approaching the woman that was off in the shadows, she pointed the pistol at her head. Giving a fendish smile, she greeted the woman, "Quite a night to hunt the humans, huh?"



ϿTwilight- Hell’s RoguesϾ
     

<There is darkness even within the purest heart>

Soon the sorce she had felt was speaking to her. Her dark presense made excited Lieselotte. But the womans words were a bit foreign to her. She spoke softly and slowly like she always did"Hunt...humans...Why". Though Lieslotte could agree that it truely was a nice night, but hunting humans why on earth would she want to do that. To her it was more interesting to watch them self-destruct and hurt themselves and those around them. She found it better to just observe humans since they seem to do a better of causeing pain and misery without her interference. Lieselotte soon felt the need to speak again. "Why..." Her facial expression never changed she didn't smile not even a smirk. "Death...misery comes within...human nature....why" Her words confusing and haunting.

Lieselotte scanned the woman from her head to her toes before she said"Demon" She spoke only that word after a moment of silence. Lieselotte figured that this should be the reason for her to hunt humans maybe others were like her maybe.


<<Lieselotte-Hell's Rouge>>
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╔ Let the heart bleed and shatter╝


She stared at the woman for a moment. Why? What kinda question was that? Why not!? She was taken back by the comment that she didn't immediately respond. There was a lot of things that human did on their own to destroy their lives. They killed, cheated, stole, and attacked. Misery was rich in their lives. But, why not cause them more? Why not make it ten fold? Why not take away the little pleasure that they end up making? Love. One of the most purest things in the world. The most selfish emotion, but the most fulfilling emotion gave humans happiness. They found escape from the woes they cause. So, thus, to cause more suffering, she destroyed it.

Smirking at the woman, she pushed some bangs from her face. Right before she commented, the being pegged her as a demon. Taken back again, she let a flash of confusion cross her face before she began to smile again. It was feral and beastly. As it grew, lightening light up her eyes. "Demon?"

It was too much. She threw back her head in laughter, keeping her gun trained on the woman. Twilight didn't worry about the woman attacking her. Her ears were as keen as any dogs. the woman wouldn't be able to move an inch before she was shot. Twilights crackle racked across the air and caused shivers to go up the angels that hovered on the roofs above. "Demon? Demon, eh?"

Placing her wrist on her hip, she let her bright, icy blue eyes gaze at the white haired wonder. "Oh, darling, your guess is just as valid as any. I don't know what I am, whether I was a human or beast I do not know."

Leaning back on one leg, she continued, "It's been too long for me to remember. But, I didn't come over here to chat about my being."

"I hunt the humans because I want to take all pleasure away. They cause their own grief, but their own happiness. Why not take what little they have?" Signaling the couple with a flick of her head, she commented further, "The woman's best friend stole money from her and the man's brother was murdered. But look at them; they're happy. I would like to see nothing more than her cries of woe."



ϿTwilight- Hell’s RoguesϾ
     

<There is darkness even within the purest heart>

Lieselotte listened to the woman a moment without saying a word. She looked at the young couple happy. Lieselotte often heard about love but never really understood it. Destroy happiness? Is that what she truely after or was it what Lieselotte thought. Humans were odd creatures. They could find happiness in the oddest of things but she wants to destroy love. There salvation of happiness. Maybe this woman was incapable of love was that why she was destroying it. Did she get her heart broken and given up on love or is she just a creature who feeds on the pain the she inflicts when she takes away the love of humans. Lieselotte may never find the answer to that but for the moment this woman was quite interesting. Soon something else took Lieselotte attention. It was the fallen angels on top of the building. Why were they here could she be controling them or do they follow her for another reason. The long eerie silence was soon broken by Lieselotte "Love....Illusion...or...." She spoke unable to finish her statement for some reason. It wasn't like her at all. She looked over at the couple again. was killing one of them truely going to take away from human hearts or could humans make more. This made humans even more interesting Lieselotte more than she realized. "Will it....take away love....or allow it to be filled in.....with new love" She said keeping her eyes on the couple.


<<Lieselotte-Hell's Rouge>>
 
     
 


╔ Let the heart bleed and shatter╝


Resting the other gun on her shoulder, she lowered the other to point at the woman's feet. Twilight gave the woman a faint smile and shook her head. Black hair fell in front of her eyes, but they crystal orbs were still staring at the strange being. "Of course love will replace others, but the glory of a love lost is that it scars the heart. And sometimes it is never replaced. They dwell on the pain for all their lives letting it devour them."

Now smirking again, she shrugged her shoulders and turned to lean up against the brick wall. Letting sarcasm drip from every word, she commented on the couple kissing passionately, "Isn't disgusting? Such passionate love shared between the two."

Snapping her fingers, two of the fallen angles landed next to their mistress. Their raven feathers shone eerily in the full moon and their red eyes gleam with mischief. Pointing to the beasts with one of her guns, Twilight introduced them. "This is Desire and Maleficent. Desire is the one is the tattoos and Maleficent is the one with red hair. They follow me and do as I command of their own free will." Jutting her chin at the couple, she let a purr enter her voice as darkness fell over her face, "You two, why don't you scare the woman so she clings ever closer to her man."

The two angels took off into the air. Turning to the woman, she asked with intrigue, "Have you never preyed on humans? And if not, would you like to take a crack at it tonight?"



ϿTwilight- Hell’s RoguesϾ


((I feel so stupid. I've been misspelling 'Rogue' this entire time. My friend oh so kindly pointed out that the this is a literate rp with a not so literate maker))
     

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Tempest stood on a rooftop overlooking the city. She grinned "a beautiful night" she said in a german accent. At least thats what humans called her accent...german. She had never been to the land the humans accused her of being from, but then it didnt matter. All those who had asked were dead.

Tempest jumped from the rooftop and landed gracefully in an ally below. She began to wonder when she saw a couple on a bench and a few angels nearby. At least angels different from the ones that followed her. She chuckled looking back and watching a shadow disapear into darker reaches "why do they follow me?" she asked standing in the middle of the street. She shrugged and looked foward to watch what the fallen might do.




Tempest - Hell's Rogue.
 
     
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