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Deal-making - Alastor is shown to be a deal-maker demon in the pilot, offering Charlie a deal in return for his help with the Hotel, something she wisely turns down. Deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they're seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with. Deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn't generally work out well for the other party. Soul Manipulation - Alastor is shown to have full control over the souls he owns, allowing him to command them however he pleases. He can also manifest chains on those he owns such as Husk in "Dad Beat Dad", and can tear their souls apart, which he broadcasts the screams to Hell. Broadcasting - While living, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon". Bilingualism - Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French. Cooking - Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking in the pilot, specifically her Jambalaya. Musical, Dancing, and Theatrical Talent - Alastor is shown to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with Vivziepop noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically. He also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship. Wide Intellect- Alastor is shown to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making.

Aya was born prematurely to a witch and a human. Aya was so small and so frail, her body grew slower than the other kids. Her mother would dress her up in little dresses which made her look like a porcelain doll. Her mother became obsessed with keeping Aya young and doll like she began learning more advanced witchcraft. At the age of 16 her mother casted a spell on her to keep her that age forever, so she can be her little girl forever. Her father flew into a rage over this obsession and murdered her mother. He was so upset that his little girl would never grow up and live her own life but he tried his best to teach her everything there was. Aya did inherit her mother’s magic abilities but her father forbid her to learn more, in fear of losing his daughter to the witchcraft.

No one knows where Silka came from, perhaps from deep within the planet or maybe from a different one entirely. All that’s known is if you encounter her, you will never be seen from again. She resides deep within the mashes, making a dark and dank cave her home. She even furnished her home with things she ‘borrowed’ from traveling merchants. You’ll know she’s near when you hear soft humming and fast eight legged scampering.

Octavia was born to the Goetic Prince Stolas and Stella to serve as a precautionary heir to the Ars Goetia. She was especially close to her father, who would use his grimoire to entertain Octavia with his astrological magic.Octavia's parents frequently took her to the Loo Loo Land amusement park, seemingly because it was the only time when the family was mildly happy together. During one of her childhood visits, Octavia attended the FizzaRolli 'n Friends show, but the clown animatronic, the Robotic Fizzarolli, deeply upset her with its appearance. The young Octavia found herself pushed by the crowd of children to the stage, where she came face to face with Robo Fizz flashing her a terrifying smile. This caused Octavia to cry in fear, scarring her for life.One night when Octavia was a child, she suffered a nightmare that she could not find her father and began yelling out for her parents. Stolas came to her alone and sung to her a lullaby to calm her worries.When she was young, Octavia was told by Stolas about Azathoth's tears, a more beautiful version of a meteor shower that only happens every thousand years. Excited for this day to come, Octavia started marking the days on the calendar until it was time to go see it for herself.Over the years, Stolas and Stella's relationship suffered heavy deterioration. With the constant fighting and her parents completely ignoring the effect they were having on Octavia's well-being, Octavia was stripped of the warm comfort of her home and gradually, her sweet personality soured and became moody and snarky.Octavia's relationship with her father strained after that, not only by Stolas still treating her like a child and embarrassing her but being infatuated with Blitzo came into light, and thus igniting Stella's rage once more and causing even more strains and stressed with Stolas.(Octavia will be au, she will have a contract with an overloard. Working on it at the moment.)

Realms Merged (For MK Folks)Rashid's realm has been merged with Earthrealm. He's very unfamiliar with the world of Mortal Kombat, and it's atmosphere compared towards his world, which was more colorful in terms of appearance. Rashid is eventually gonna how people in this strange world fight, which includes a lot of gore and killing.War Of The Realms (Inspired by the flash movie of that same name)It's kind of similar to the plot above, only however Shang Tsung has managed to cause chaos around the universe, resulting in heroes and villains from their own universe fighting each other. Fujin has gathered many of the heroes that hasn't been deceived by the sorcerer to make a coalition to combat against him, Rashid is the Hero side who had been tricked by the likes of the sorcerer thanks to him taking the form of Gill when he was making his speech about the invading forces, However Rashid finds it suspicious that Gill isn't aiding them within the battle and Kolin is nowhere to be found which raises even more suspicion. This causes him to find a way to leave the field to investigate on what's really going on. The coalition formed by Fujin, Shang Tsung's Forces and the other Heroes & Villians which side you're going to be on?This was basically made before the new era. I will be making a post with the new era in the future.(This scenario will likely be NPC heavy)War Of The Realms (New Era edition)The worlds of Mortal Kombat 1 and Capcom/Tekken/DOA/Varies has been merged. Rashid been caught in the made of the merging as he was fighting against one of his opponents on his streams. This caused his spar session to stop as he needed to contact the others as this was a first time ever that he manage to experience such a thing. Rashid decided that he should see what's going on within this newly world that was now made. He was gonna experience many things other beings that are quite non human.I will be adding more ideas in the future.

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;; RulesMost of this will be pretty short and to the point, I think most of it will be pretty much common sense. If I need to add anything, I will do so.1. Be 18+.- I am 24 years old, I am not interested in writing with minors. I'm sorry, even if everything is so PG that it could rival Bluey, I don't have the want to interact with minors.2. Be respectful.- Pretty self explanatory. I try to be respectful as much as I can, I ask for the same in return.3. Please don't take my art.- All art of Chi is drawn by me, so I ask politely that you don't take it or use it for yourself. If you're that desperate for art, message me and I could offer something for free, like a headshot or a sketch. I do art for fun for the most part, but my characters are my babies, so please don't use their art. ;w;4. Let me know your limits.- I'm pretty limitless for the most part, the singular thing I have that throws me off is so far out that I don't think people would even think of it without me mentioning it by name, so I'm confident I don't even need to say it. So, with that being said, please tell me anything you're uncomfortable with and we'll go off that.... I said it was short but it's shorter than I though, LOL. I'll try and think of more and more detailed stuff later, but this is the bare bones of it. Thanks for reading.

SEASIDE STRONGHOLD:  The salty morning winds embraced the seaside. The seagulls called above as they flew amongst the dilapidated buildings. Over the years, the water had claimed the square concrete complexes. This area was once several city blocks. Now part of the sea. The waves licked into the bottom floors claimed by marine life, who now resided within the many aquatic rooms. Plants grew upon all surfaces and cascaded out broken windows and off roofs above the water. A boat rocked against one of the buildings. The vessel bobbed near a moss-covered patio. Bound by a hook planted into the stone, the fresh metal is a new addition to the aging architecture. An old fire escape rusted and mangled by time offered a brace for the owner to climb to the balcony. This building is one of the tallest still standing. Its form inclined to the north but held firm. The moss brushed away, and plants trimmed and trampled spoke of activity. A floor above it stood in one of the aged windows—a feminine figure enjoying the morning light. The breeze ruffled her translucent teddy that rested at her thighs, flaring up and subjecting the round cheeks and bare womanhood to the full bite of the cold: a shiver, the thin fabric offering little protection. The silken fabric covered her ample breasts. Her eyes saw the sun cresting over the city, another day blessed to the citizens. A smile trailed soft lips, a delicate hand running through pink tresses, taming them against a gust that threatened to tangle the silky strands. The sun caught on a swirling scar that slid down her left cheek and to her jaw. Marking her as who he was. The woman turned from the window, vanishing into the darkness of her room illuminated by the sun, and a few candles that offered light to a figure in the far corner slumped down, bound by the wrist chains holding it over an exposed beam in the room. Her gaze drew to his form, and a chuckle slipped from her. "Awake now?" the woman's voice chirped soft and delicate as light closed the distance across the bare, cracked concrete, easily avoiding the weaker holes that threatened to collapse underfoot. Silver eyes, pupils distorted into a cross shape, regarded him as his dull eyes slid up her form, stopping but three free from him, her arms crossed as she watched him. "Welcome to my home, I was worried you would sleep through this beautiful day." She smiled softly. The man before her held a tattoo on his hand. The mark of a snake in the shape of an S. Marking him as a member of the Adders. A group that gathered children to sell as slaves. The color upon the scales marked his rank blue for his high rank, with red eyes marking him as a procurer. They made themselves far too easy to spot. So brazen, she would send a message with this one. Her hand came to his arm, a gentle glide running up his arm as she smiled, meeting his bound hand with one of her own, pulling his ring finger in a soft embrace, her purple-painted fingernails glistening in the growing sun's illumination as her free hand pulled a blade from her belt. The man growled against the gag placed into his mouth to keep him silent as he tried to tear from her, rage in his eyes as he struggled against the restraints. She had little doubt she recognized her now, knew his time had come. Her face adorned many a bounty poster. The sketch improved over the last year she had resided in the city. A perfect rendition of her likeness was plastered on many a wall, though her hold on the commonbloods her kindness had also spread. She knew few would dare betray her. "Oh Don't fret. I am not going to kill you, but I do need to get us some breakfast," She mewed, her fingers manipulating his as he fought to close his hand, but it was far too late. Her thumb wedged his finger upwards. Her blade sliced through his finger. A high scream escaped him, his body shuttered, and his finger fell to the floor. A light touch of her hand healed the wound and ceased the bleeding. "See, you are just fine." She smiled at him, patting his cheek as he shifted his body as if trying to strike her, A futile attempt in his bound state. He kept on his knees. Each ankle tied to a cinderblock weighed him down. She knelt before him, lightly picking up his bloody finger as she wiped her blade clean on his shirt. Walking away towards her table, she stabbed a hook through it. Tying a line, she walked to the window again, throwing his finger into the water, the translucent wire spooling from her hand a soft splash as the finger sunk into the water. She sat on the windowsill to wait for her breakfast to take the bait. She allowed the man to growl and fight, descending into hopeless sobs behind her petite form. She was nearly half his weight, which was undoubtedly frustrating for him. He was at her mercy. He was one of many to find himself here. He wouldn't be the last. She would enjoy taking him apart piece by piece, keeping him alive. She would use his body to gain the fish to feed him them, his body to recover her own from fights within the slums. She would send a message, and it would be heeded if they ever sought to keep their members whole. There was little doubt in her mind as she heard him scream pointlessly against the gag into the vacant water-logged building that he knew his fate. Who she was now. She was the Sadistic Healer. His choices had caught up with him. She would be hers for the next three months. She would return him with but one arm, his branded arm fingerless. His stump of a body mutilated and scarred, his arm and legs removed for the bait meat, jaw, and vocal cords removed to ensure he could never speak of her home. She would return him alive, useless to the streets to be found, much as his crew left the mangled bodies of family members who tried to fight them to protect their children. It was a fitting punishment, at least in her mind. He was the fourth taken by her thus far. 

Name: AstraeaDomain(s): Space, TimePersonality: Sweet, Innocent, Boyish, OutgoingStyle of Worship: Sharing StoriesBoons: Time Boons, ability to Bend Space.Symbol(s): Hourglass, PlanetAnimal(s): ???Taboos: Wasting timeHome-plane: A Planetarium gazing through the UniverseAlignment: Neutral GoodPatron Nation: ???Weapon(s): ???Relationship Status:Virgin

Name: ScathachDomain(s): Darkness, Underworld, WeaponsPersonality: Stoic, Motherly, Stern, Gruff.Style of Worship: Creation of Powerful weapons, Earning respect through Strength,Boons: Master of Arms, Manipulation of Shadows, Rune magic.Symbol(s): Shadows, Weapons.Animal(s): DogTaboos: CowardsHome-plane:A Dark Castle in the Land of Shadows.Alignment: Lawful NeutralPatron Nation: IrelandWeapon(s): Weapons Mastery, Rune MagicRelationship Status: If you can take her, Shed allow it.

Name: IshtarDomain(s): Love, War, FertilityPersonality: Prideful, Aggresive, Smug, Greedy, MoodyStyle of Worship: Gifts of wealth, Love Boons: Physical strength, Fertility, Charisma.Symbol(s): Gems, Sex, WealthAnimal(s): OxTaboos: Wasting Wealth.Home-plane: A Large throneroom where her worshipers kneel.Alignment: Chaotic GoodPatron Nation: Babylonia Weapon(s): Overwhelming StrengthRelationship Status: EAGER TO BREED

Name: HecateDomain(s): Magic, CrossRoads, NecromancyPersonality: Mysterious, Smug, Teasing, Antisocial, BipolarStyle of Worship: Death, Prayers for guidance, Powerful Magic.Boons: Access to Ancient Magic, Spatial abilities, Future Sight.Symbol(s): Death, CrossroadsAnimal(s): OwlTaboos: Destroying MagicHome-plane: A misty planescape where the dead rest.Alignment: Neutral GoodPatron Nation: GreeceWeapon(s): MagicRelationship Status: Open to exploreTitles: destroyer, child of Perses

Name: AmeterasuDomain(s): Sun BeautyPersonality: Vibrant and Outgoing, Some may call her Vain. Shes proud of her beauty. Allways bringing warmth and elegance to the world around her.Style of Worship: Prayer, Gifts, Praise.Boons: Power over Light, Sun based abilities, Healing.Symbol(s): Mirrors, SunAnimal(s): FoxTaboos: Ugly PeopleHome-plane: A beautiful place of Gold, Where everyone has any meals and wealth!Alignment: Neutral GoodPatron Nation: JapanWeapon(s): Sword and ShieldRelationship Status: Forever Single and ready to MingleTitles: Great Divinity Illuminating Heaven

headcanon; wings. some headcanons about dove's wings.   ❝ - dove's wings come from her combined quirk 'uplifted wings'. the 'uplift' part from her mother's 'uplift' quirk and the 'wings' part coming from her father's 'sacred wings' quirk.   ❝ - her wings along with her quirk came in at age six. due to being a late bloomer, dove was teased a lot of the time at elementary school back in the states since most of the kids had already had theirs.   ❝ - she constantly hates her wings being compared to hawks's. sure, they might look similar but hers are much much smaller and she can't make blades with the larger feathers. nor does she have his tracking ability.   ❝ - something she can't stand is people casually touching them without asking. they are highly sensitive.   ❝ - just like most people with feather based quirks, dove also has to preen. since she can't get to the back of them, she often has to visit a place within the hpsc that takes care of that for her - almost like a salon for feathers. although after she left the organisation, she attempts to do it herself.   ❝ - dove will shed feathers from her wings without thinking if she feels severely stressed or upset. it was something she found out very early on in her childhood.