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Just looking for a simple battle; open to anyone.

I'll be using Alphonse.


Name: Alphonse L.
Title: Seven-Crowned Lord of the Shadowed Plains.
Age: 15.
Gender: Male.

Species: Hell Prince.
Occupation: Sophomore high school student / agent of Tartarus.
Height: 5'5".
Weight: 106 lbs.

Likes: Writing, foreign films, large dogs, sun-glasses, handheld video-games, the works of Carl Jung.
Dislikes: Insects, death metal, cigarette smoke, stupidity, newborn children, game shows.
Hobbies: Writing stories in his small black notebook, playing puzzle games for hours on end.
Quote: "Spiffy."

Abilities: Al, for all intent and purposes, is a summoner of demons. Taking root in the abyss of hell, Al commands the Legion-Horde; the massive army of demons, great and small, that swarm in the pits of the Nine Circles of Hell. These demons are capable of anything - rending, smashing, tearing, burning, chewing, throwing, impaling, beheading, flying, guarding, casting, spinning, cooking, cleaning, washing, etc. Though not nearly indestructible, Al has found that time and again, he has plenty of demons to spare, and most often the shear number of his servants are enough to overwhelm his opponents.

In addition to his rather flimsy yet nasty demons, Al also retains a select few incredibly strong demons, dubbed 'The Kindly Ones.' Ancient and powerful creatures, they are also fiercely loyal, and in the event of the defeat of Al's 'throw-away' forces, the Kindly Ones have dispatched Al's enemies in a matter of seconds. (It should be noted that the Kindly Ones can take any shape or form, and do so accordingly in the course of battle, but do indeed have definitive forms that they take on, depending on their temperament.)

Al's use of his demons would imply that he doesn't have any real power on his own; in fact, nothing could be farther from the truth. As a reincarnate, Al has traversed the worlds (in many different bodies) much longer than any human could boast - not even Methuselah - and in his travels, he has mastered the art of the arcane, and specializes in dark magick. That means curses, bindings, enchantments, and illusions for his opponents, and while his utility spells drive his enemies insane, his demons get their chance to rush in and finish the job. Al also commands great strength, speed, and stamina, as well as heightened reflexes, and always keeps a rather sturdy meteor hammer on him for when things require him to intervene physically.

Appearance: Al, overall, is a generally human-looking demon; most likely due to the massive amounts of glamours he's placed over himself throughout his years (he finds his demonic appearance to be 'unflattering.) His hair is a raven black, perfectly straight, and hangs slightly long, accenting his rather sharp gray eyes. Al seems to always have a calm and collected look on his face, and his complexion is very fair. He is in no way scrawny, and has a slimmed, firm build that's only slightly muscular.

When considering what to wear for the day, Al favors all kinds of tones, and his most common outfit to be seen in consists of a green bomber jacket, a long-sleeved, black and white striped shirt with an orange 'Jolly Roger' printed on it's chest, a pair of fingerless brown gloves, cache-tinted sunglasses, beige cargo pants, and red sandals over white socks.

Personality: Lain-back but intelligent, Al is a rather puzzling creature. Taking on zero of the malevolence a demon should retain, he prefers to extend manners and kindness towards people; even those who seek to destroy him. Al fights only when he needs to fight, and in rare cases, does so to protect others. Wise and well-spoken, he is in no means arrogant, and even when he is, it's always within his own limits.

Armaments: Meteor Hammer; An enchanted ball-and-chain, and Al's primary weapon when he needs to physically fight, which isn't often.

Ed-Rasj-Teh-Kar-Esket; A balloon-like doll possessed by Al's most trusted advisor and servant; speaks in a strange dialect understood only by Al himself. Ed has seven pairs of hands, each with razor-sharp knife-like fingers, and besides a small wisp of a tail and said arms doesn't have any other limbs to speak of.

Theme Song: "The Beginning is the End is the Beginning," by the Smashing Pumpkins.
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Name: The Guest
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Abilities: Teleportation. A feral beastly rage and the strength of a madman. Diamond hard teeth and a jaw that can bite through solid steel easily, along with super strength in the rest of his body. When biting or eating someone, their soul will be wounded, causing then unbearable pain.

After having eaten someone, he will be under the ancient laws of the guest rights. His host, the person he has eaten a bit of (even a finger nail, a hair, or a flake of skin), must offer him a place to sleep, and share with The Guest any food he has when it is requested. He also cannot attempt to harm the Guest in any way. He cannot do something that might hurt The Guest, or allow harm to come to The Guest when he could have stopped it. If they violate these laws, the guest rights, the gods will see to it that the host and everyone positively connected with the host will be punished in whatever manner gods dream up.

Weapons: A cleaver. The Guest does not bother with silly names, just referring to it as "my cleaver." While The Guest doesn't know it, it is made of Uru, the same material that constitutes Mjolnir, hammer of the lightning god, Thor. The Guest has discovered over time that it carries many of Mjolnir's properties, which were that it would be able to strike as firmly as he wanted, whatever his aim, and the hammer would never fail, and if he threw it at something, it would never miss and never fly so far from his hand that it would not find its way back, and when he wanted, it would be so small that it could be carried inside his tunic. But the cleaver is a cleaver, and not a hammer.
 
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Archetype I doubt he will take this seriously. I advise you take on someone else.
 
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