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[Schism]

Meet "Only the Rules Matta" Darby. Since he's a witty British man, he "doesn't care what you think about him" (raises eyebrow quite condescendingly as he entertains the idea). And if he does have an Achilles Heel, you'll only find out about it ten books later.

Now it's your turn.

 

[Madman Starryteller]

Boetica Sain Chanz does not appreciate the multi-galactic superstate the same way other Spherians do. She loves to hijack goods transports and get rich off of the very hard labour of Spherian citizens. When she isn't appropriating valuable items under blade point, she loves to go on vacations at the red seas resorts on the planet Gorom Ville Faulk. She is known as an animal lover and refuses to eat meat from facility slaughter houses. Hunting wild game is more okay for her.

 

[Rigor Mortis]

Big Mac is known to all the other inhabitants of Cillme Sloe as a slovenly, morbidly obese layabout who sits all day with the curtains drawn in the living room of his mother's cottage on the edge of a village nestled in the boglands of Ireland's uninspiring Midlands. By evening, though, in that momentary snap between light and dark, when the creatures of the netherworld step spritely from the shadows to pull at the loose threads in the fabric of reality, Big Mac has been known to fall asleep on his mother's sofa while watching reruns of Love Island, only to waken at 3 am to slouch his way upstairs to bed.

 

[Pending]

Bora: a powerful vampire that uses his abilities to swindle people. He thinks himself smarter than he is, constantly brags and is a very jolly fellow. He has a pet hawk (it is not tame and will attack him) and talks to himself.

 

[Schism]

Bora: a powerful vampire that uses his abilities to swindle people. He thinks himself smarter than he is, constantly brags and is a very jolly fellow. He has a pet hawk (it is not tame and will attack him) and talks to himself.

All that blood goes straight to his thighs.

 

[Mogador]

Ge'eil [Geh-heel], a very old, worn down, barely sentient shell of a demon who for the past fifteen years has lived in the ticket disposal bin near the front of the no.29 bus that goes from the town centre to Bellinford estate, somewhere in Hampshire, England.

 

[Trish]

Her name is Sunrise Whistle. Well.... that ain't the name her mama gave her, but who cares what the old lady thinks? With a body like Jessica Rabbit has come to life, and the attitude of Sway (Gone in 60 Seconds for you non-movie youngins), she'll polish the chrome on your bumper and... other things. For an extra fifty bucks she'll even change your oil. Ahem, excuse me, your car's oil. Yeah.

And if you happen to have Eleanor, well... full ride, baby. On the house. As long as you let her drive.

Just don't tell Big Joe she's soliciting outside of the club, okay? He doesn't like it when he doesn't get his cut.

(How'd I do, @Homer Potvin ?)

 

[Naomasa298]

Dave. He's your local, lovable, and reliable drug dealer. He lives in his local supported accommodation (halfway house, I think they call them in the US) with his faithful brown bull mastiff, Ripper, and does his best to make sure his friends and local customers get their deliveries on time and are never left short. He and his group of friends, including Harry the House-Breaker, Mike the Mugger and Mindy the Madam do their best to keep their local community happy, while avoiding Sergeant Gunsmoke who is always trying to ruin their happy fun. Tune in at 8am every Saturday to see more of their whacky adventures!