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So yea, I've decided on quitting World of Warcraft, mostly because, WotLK, not appealing enough to keep me in it. The hero class idea, spiffy, but nah, just not into raiding and all that jazz anymore. So I'm back to playing Guild Wars. One reason, Free online. <3 Love that little nifty feature. So yea, I'll be spending time building my characters on there, lotta love you guys. <3

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I don't know how I pulled it off, but somehow I'm about to break 5,000 pageviews, thanks you guys. I might do something for it. Who knows! Keep up the good work everyone.

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So it seems I'm back for the most part. Yea. I've been active on dAmn and stuff. But I mean drawing. Maybe I'll throw up some short stories or something as I write them out, I'll do a mass update later and upload everything. Maybe get some fanart out of the way that is way past due.

Also, if anyone would like to hit me up for something, drop a note. I'm taking suggestions on drawings again, and I'll work on that 100 theme challenge I've been putting off for a good minute.

So yup, have fun, play hard, enjoy it.

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BLAH! Yea, my knee is busted up at the moment. It sucks, but don't worry about it. I'll be fine 8D

I am the Fallen Angel, the Arc Angel. I cry for you.

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Name:Arcandrio Nonomura(arc for short)
Many nicknames, Mostly The Phantom and the Shadow.

Race: Fallen Angel

Gender: Male

Age: Unknown, appears about 19-20ish

Appearance: Stands about 5'10". Ears lined with 3 silver clamps in each. The clamps are covered in runes. Wears a black coat that falls to the ankle line with a split up the back to the waist. . Wears orange tinted sunglasses to hide his cold blue eyes.. A black cloth covers up the left eye to keep it hidden. A notable scar covers his chest if ever shown, about half an inch in width, goes from his right shoulder to left hip. Wears boots that come up to about mid shin, covered in older ruins. Off his left hip hangs his sword. A disembodied voice can sometimes be heard coming from his coat. In irony of being fallen, wears a small silver cross around his neck.


Weapon:The Chaotic Reaver(Black blade with a white hilt, about 6ft total in length). A small bar hangs on his right. The Soul Harvester. (Scythe). Two identical daggers hang off the back of the hips, bone hilted, (Life and death)

Personallity:Sarcastic to a point. Always blood lusting. Chaotic evil at times, but can be the voice of reason. Bitter and usually withdrawn from the horrors he's caused. A joyful narcissist.

Weaknesses: Demonic weapons.

History: Known as the Arc Angel. Arc is a fallen angel, by defying god, but still carrying his title as the Angel of Death. Caught in a power struggle and a never ending war, he is part of two angel classes, a Chaotic. His brother Seraphim is a Phantasm, a bitter rival and wanting the claim as a Chaotic. There were ten Chaotics in existence at a time, the ten most known demons or creatures with almost unimaginable power. Arc's lust for blood knew no limits, and would kill anything that formed a challenge, eventually earning him a seat in hell if ever so chosen to take it. There was no sparing a life, be it human, angel, demon, or creature of the night. The war was raged between anyone that wanted to join, there was no cause after a point, just meaningless destruction. Arc wandered the world just fighting and killing anything in his way, feasting off the blood lust. After awhile, all that was left was corruption and a blackened soul. The only person to get close to Arc was a demon named Morgana, she was a lover for a time, until an untimely incident with Seraphim that ended her life in Arc's arms. Arc spent a time trying to find a way to bring her back from the void, but lost hope. Now, he has no aim, but just tries to atone for certain things, but continues to kill in the name of the War of the Fallen.

Powers: Almost limitless until his body can't withstand the power. Uses limiters inbedded in the jewelery that he wears. Known mostly for raw energy and an enhanced fighting style, but gets reckless at times because of the overconfidence.






~~~~Neoshine~~~~

Name: Neoshine Zero (Neo)

Race: Demonic Nekojin

Gender: Male

Age: 240 Human years

Appearance: Stands at 5'6 and weighs in at 110lbs. Fur is a mix of black and white with a bat like wing off the right shoulder. Two clamps per cat ear, nothing special, slight metal make. A midnight blue vest, cut off at the sleeves meet a gray pair of pants. Black light weight shoes. His tail has a metal clamp covered in symbols, marking him a demon of the lower levels of hell. Eyes are soft white with a red ring around the iris.

Weapon: One solid black dagger and a scythe.

Personallity: Very laid back, uncaring about fighting if not needed. Loves to laugh and make people smile. When the moment gets serious, is a tremendous fighter. The demon in him flares, causing him to kill at random intervals. Often blanks out when this happens and his eyes turn black with red rimmed iris.

Weaknesses: Any standard weapon made to kill demons. Holy objects. Etc.

History: Neo is a general of the lower depths of Hell. His master is Chupan, a demon with a ruthless lust for power and blood. His laid back demeanor often gets him laughed and mocked until he fights, then the demons and other beings learn why he is a general. He carries a scythe on him to help "ferry people to the underworld" He's meant to be a messenger in the mortal realm when he's Earthbound, walking and killing, helping build the army of the underworld to aid in the overthrow of Heaven. His joking manner almost borderlines a prankster, and usually dislikes killing, but does it because of his job and lust for blood. He wanders in search of strong people to help lead the armies of Hell in the quest to burn down the gates of Heaven.

Powers: Demonic. Energy style, keeps most powers hidden unless needed because the Scythe skill isn't enough.

~~~~Seraphum~~~~

Name: Seraphum

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Age: 22

Appearance: 5'2" at 95 lbs. Short pink hair that falls to the shoulders. One green eye and one blue eye due to the magical imbalance in her. Wears a blue shirt and has about a B cup bust line. Blue skirt with a split down the left leg that goes down to her shins. Blue boots that go up to her shins. Carries a tome to study out of and a small metal rod.

Weapon: Small metal rod, about 6 feet in length. Also keeps a dagger for CQC(Close quarter combat).

Personality: Timid and over joyous. Seraphum is always bouncy and prefers to not fight. Only dangerous in a pinch or if angry. Helps people in need and has a natural urge to help anything and everything. Feels she can help change people for the better.

Weaknesses: Chocolate, cute things, and her trusting in people.

History: Seraphum is a high-class mage, but barely made the cut, it was in a final burst of power in which she almost failed that got her the title of a grand-mage. She studied magic all of her life, from the age of three until she graduated at twenty-one from the Magical Circle Academy. The color she wears is representative of her rank. Living a very sheltered life in the Academy, she wanders the realm trying to discover new things. Meeting demons and corrupted things scare her, but she tries to turn them good. She loves to try and make people smile, since her parents were killed at a young age. Being raised by the Academy helped broaden her magical skills.

Powers: Base mage skills.

Notable skills: Slight telekinesis(object moving)
Spell empowerment when raged.(Reason eyes are different, allows full power to unleash)
Minor telepathy(mind reading)
Animal familiar(Small 3 ft Wyrm(baby dragon, black, Nyoshi[Knee-o-she])


~~~Hiro ~~~

Name: Hiro Faith

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Appearance: 5'6". Solid black hair and misty gray eyes. Wears a black coat and has clamps in his ear. Coat has the symbol of a cross with a circle around it on both sleeves. Wears a gray shirt and black pants with no design. His belt has a tiny winged buckle on it (My avatar symbol for reference.) (Any additional appearances will be noted in an Rp)

Weapons: A small black hilt dagger.

Personality: Caring and kind. Keeps to himself, but is keen to help people. A daydreamer at times and a sort of romantic. His willingness to help people often gets him in over his head.

Weakness: His will to help people.

History: Hiro grew up in a family of bandits. His parents being well known bandits, were murdered when he was 6 years old. Never sure of the reason, Hiro set out on his own to make a name for himself. He became more and more known for his ability and uncanny skills to be able to always get his target item. At times he uses completely off the wall plans that never fail. He constantly spans the globe, stealing priceless and valuable things, while also bringing happiness and joy to people. He touches peoples lives while in search for the cause of his parents death. His skills earned him the name Shadow of the Night.

Powers: None.

Skills: Quickened Reflexes and ability to think and plan with whatever is on hand.

Other notes: Travels with a talking ferret named Chip. Wears a pair of goggles over on his head and constantly helps Hiro when he needs it.

I am the Fallen Angel, the Arc Angel. I cry for you.