Welcome to Gaia! ::

~Story~
In a country ripped apart by war and racism, only one city remains open to those of all backgrounds. Here, citizens who have lost homes or family to war seek refuge; to many, it sounds like a paradise. However, danger lurks around most corners and down alleyways, as it is also a place of thieves and street rats; made up of those too poor, discouraged, or flat-out mischievous to find proper living conditions, either forced or choosing to live on the streets. Each of them has their own stories, but it's their choice whether or not to share them. Some may harbor hatred for other races, while others seek to find peace with them. Still, their one goal is to survive, in numbers, or alone.

~Characters~
Gaian name: Imoto-chan_Always
Name: Kane
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Fallen Angel
Powers: Telekynetic blasts.
Weapons: fists and legs
Appearance: Kane
Bio: After being tossed out of his home at 14 by his prejudiced parents, he wandered from flophouse to alley, to homeless shelter back to the streets. Relying on his fast-talk, looks, and charms, he survives off what he can sweet talk people into giving him. In times of desperation, he even resorts to selling himself. He's lost his trust in people, and has trouble accepting help. Though he longs to love again and craves acceptance, he has little to no belief in such things any longer.
Other: The slutty clothes he tends to wear are both cute and functional. Functional in the sense that they sometimes help him win money, food, and shelter.

Gaian name: Kio Landera
Name: Lan Korvet
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Race: Neko
Powers: Extremely agile, can manipulate all kinds of soundwaves with his voice.
Weapons: 2 katana's strapped to his back, two sai on his belt
Appearance: This young neko has a pair of calico cat ears on his head. He has catlike eyes and a slim figure. Extened from his tailbone is a long dark tail. He wears a long, black, leather trench coat. It is unbuttoned so it flows in the wind when there is one. He wears a red unbuttoned vest underneath with a Black longsleeved shirt under the vest. He has hair that goes down to the middle of his back. It is pure white in color and gives an eerie look to his ice blue eyes. He wears a pair of black jeans with a strap on each leg for his sais. (reference)
Bio: At an early age his voice was discovered. His hypnotizing voice soon earned this cat a place on Broadway. All of that ended when the war began. After loosing both his parents he took to martial art skills they taught him to mastery, and began wandering. His enourmous knowledge of pressure points has made him extremely deadly. He can use his voice as a soothing melody one second, and as a deadly weapon the next.
Other:

Gaian name: Zayroen
Name: Ryzil
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Demon
Powers: controls darkness
Weapons: two scimatar at his hips
Appearance: Zayroen
Bio: He's a very cold person and doesnt care if others live or die. he's been called selfish many times and lives up to that reputation. He is a theif and also deals with buying and trading information. He doesn't know or care who his parents were. the only person he ever cared for was his mentor, but the man is dead.
Other: The jewel that is on his cloak is magic, given to him by his mentor. No one but him knows what it can truely do.

Gaian name: Fa-q91
Name: Lucca Bellarossa
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Angel
Powers: High healing, protective powers, and light wielding.
Weapons: Whip
Appearance: Lucca
Bio: Lucca is a very kind person, so much that he always thinks of everyone else before thinking of himself. He decided to leave his home when he tunred 14 because he thought of himself as dead weight there. Since then he's been working as a healer when the occasion came. Lucca is rather angsty; a pessimist, he can be very cold with people he considers wrong.
Other: Lucca is very shy but when he gets into confidence he is a loyal friend and a funny person. He loves chocolate.

Gaian name: The_PrincessCat
Name: Max Young
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Powers: Can read minds and talk to animals
Weapons: Uses short throwing knives and two slightly longer ones that are attached to his waist
Appearance: Max Young
Bio: Max was abandoned as a very young boy. He doesn't remember why, but he believes that is because of a battle that destroyed his entire village. After that a couple of people were passing by, saw the young toddler, and decided to take him under there wing. When Max was 14 he ran away from the group because he didn't like being dependant on them. From there he took the little money he had and bought his weapons (the throwing knives and the two longer close distance fighting swords.) Max is a short tempered male that dislikes females because of him being raised by a group of them. Max can be kind hearted, but if you make him mad you will pay. Dispite all this, Max slightly leans toward passifisim. Max steals, but he tells himself that it is that or death. Max lives by himself or with the aniamls he talks to. He dislikes people in general and prefures old and abandoned buildings.

Gaian name: GatsCats
Name: Gatsu
Age: 18
Gender: male
Race: human/cat
Powers: the usal cat stuff
Weapons: claws, two daggers
Appearance: tall, has red cat ears, black short hair, a red tail , weres jeans and has a ring in his left ear, blue eyes.
Bio: Grew up on the street and got his peronality from it, being a bad boy when he needs it and being nice if he feels for it. Easly gets mad, though.
Other: He easly get along with lots of people and takes close care of those he likes; he worries a lot about others but mostly he takes care of himself.

Gaian name: PrettyBoi18
Name:Tomomitsu Mochimitzu
Age: 16
Gender: male
Race: Alien (a type of winged alien with tenticles)
Powers: He can see and hear long distances.
Weapons: Two life sized Battle Axes he carries strapped to his back.
Appearance: Green scaly skin,black hair,crystal blue eyes but has no pupils so light doesn't affect him,he has silky black back length hair,he's got three fingers on each hand and and four toes on each foot.He's about 6'0,and has fur on his chest and bicept like a body builder although his torso is long and lean but toned.He has wings of an angel and slimy green tentacles ontop of his head;he has no ears.His tentacles serve as feelers as well as a ears if you will.
Bio: Jolly,friendly,you probably couldn't tell that Tomo often cries himself to sleep from being lonely,his parents were killed by humans who experimented on them to the brink of death.They hid Tomomitsu in an alley behind a resturant/bar. Mochi has tried to mask his feelings of hate towards the humans with a smile. Ever since that dreadful day, Mochi has never left there; he lives in that alleyway behind the resturant where his parents hid him to keep him safe. He plays at the resturant he lives outside of as a pianist. He knows the owner of the resturant/bar.
Other: Tomomitsu has never been to school in his entire life, his intellectual capacity and knowledge exceeds anything ever learned throughout time. When Tomo get upset he sneaks into the piano bar and plays piano. Mochi has never used his battle axes except to peel oranges.

Gaian name: Imoto-chan_Always
Name: Ken Aotsugi (he normally goes by Ai just to stay under the radar.)
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Chimera
Powers: Can breathe different gasses (poison, sleep, pepper, ect.). Causes his breath to always smell like stale death. (tried mints and toothpaste, but it doesn't help.)
Weapons: Just his breath and fists.
Appearance: Ken
Bio: Born the only boy into a family with six sisters, Ken was at a clear disadvantage from the begining. Even though he always stole his sisters skirts and make-up, he was still one of the toughest kids in the neighborhood and schoolyard. In an attempt to reform him, Ken's parents sent him to a private school for boys, but he flunked out spectacularly within the first marking period. Now that he's back home he has even less interest in his schooling, or anything else for that matter. Bored and lonely, he ran away from home to find fufillment and acceptance. He tends to wander about out of a lack of direction, and will pick a fight with anyone who so much as looks at him wrong because it's the one thing that reminds him he's still alive.
Other: He's may be a toughie, but he's never drank alchohol before. He's also never smoked, and actually hates the smell (although people who don't know about his powers often attribute his rancid breath to smoking.)

Gaian name:Asaye_ks
Name: Asaye
Age: 14
Gender: male
Race: unknown (looks human)
Powers: morphing and healing
Weapons: Machete
Appearance: Asaye(blondish one)
Bio: Asaye is not a very open person and it can be really had to get close to him because of what happened to him at a young a.
Other: A gemstone necklace from his mom has a mind of its own.

Gaian name: Kashira Ka04
Name: Damian La Kropht
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Vampire/Human – half breed
Powers: Supernatural reflexes, speed, and ability to heal self and others.
Weapons: twin-blade sword & dagger
Appearance: Has midnight black, wavy hair that touches his shoulders and gets in his emerald green eyes. Damian has ivory white skin with a faint hue of pink touching his cheeks and lips. He is about average height, is on the slim side, and has a toned build. His fingernails are naturally long. He tends to dress comfortably, but stylish – tight jeans, sleeveless fitted t-shirt, boots, and zip-up hoodie.
Bio: His parents were a forbidden union of two distinctly different races, the vampire and the human and they died because of it. Damian only survived because of his mother’s devoted sister and best friend, Seren. She put herself on the line so that, the harmony he represented could be kept intact. Seren raised him as her own son in hiding among this city until she was one day murdered when he was at the age of nine in a clash of discrimination. Since then he has been fending for himself and doing a good job at it. Damian is a highly intelligent guy who catches on quickly to anything he puts his mind to. He is also very much against discrimination and could care less what race a person is. To Damian they are all living creatures with a right to live and he is willing to live and die for harmony he is evidence of. Damian is the type of guy who puts others first, but at the same time does not accept anything from others. It’s tough to figure out just what exactly he is thinking and feeling as he purposely distances himself form people.
Other: Damian’s vast knowledge consists of an ever increasing index of poisons. He also has numerous connections underground. His blood is thick with vampire blood, but the cravings and bad reaction to sunlight are no issue.

Gaian name: ~Pretty Pink Depression~
Name: Draconis VonTrapp
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Powers: N/A
Weapons: His nails and teeth.
Appearance: Draconis. He was 5'3'' and weighed 98 pounds.
Bio: Draconis was a lowly street urchin and had been since he was seven, surviving up till now based on pure luck. He was distrustful, introverted, skittish, and easily riled up. He tended to spend his time in a back alley cupboard, which was basically a little basement-sized room hidden in a cement wall, and only one who knew where to push knew how to get in.
Other: If he sees someone, he flees in the opposite direction out of instinct; everyone was after everyone, especially a light, skinny, blond kid like him who was practically incapable of defending himself, but he could run faster than most, so he was usually able to get away. He's got bullet wound and knife scars all over his torso.

Gaian name: Imoto-chan_Always
Name: Regant Curry
Age: 18
Gender: male
Race: human (?)
Powers: disfunctional magic caster; he can cast various spells using verbal commands, but the spells are often weak and the wording is never the same, nor is it really set. (e.g.: if he happens to say, "...and suddenly there was a flash of light from the sky!" he might accidentally cause a lighting bolt to hit nearby.)
Weapons: his spells sometimes summon various objects or animals, but for the most part nothing.
Appearance: Regant (except without the gun. O.o)
Bio: Regant grew up in a very poor and run-down orphanage in the city. The nuns and other childrens were like his family. Eventually he grew too old for them to care for any longer and so he was forced to leave without ever having been adopted. He still returns sometimes and brings back money or food to donate, which he gets from part-time jobs, stealing, and street-fighting. He and Ken have met in fights before, but the latter most often wins. Usually he seems kind of air-headed or absent minded and a little over-zealous. He can easily wear on a person's nerves. However, he had a different side which is much more calm, and in truth he is a deep individual with much understanding and compassion.
Other: He always wears his goggles for two reasons; in case his spells backfire, and to help him in fights against Ken (who he knows as a girl named "Ai.") They block his eyes from pepper gas breath and smoke. He'll take them off when he's inside someplace relaxing, though, or if it is very dark.

Gaian name: Zylver the Dragon
Name: Haleth
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Powers: perfect bull's eye and good swordman
Weapons: twin blades for short range and bow for long distance
Appearance: tall and really fit, his slightly wavy reddish orange hair falls down below his shoulders. His blue-green eyes make the one who watches 'em think of him as an exotic yet sorrowful person. his skin is naturally tanned due to hours under the sun on patrolling duty.
Bio: He lost all family and friends on a raid when the caravan were they travelled was assaulted by bandits. He was so small and the havock caused him to become hidden under a fallen cart. He was scared to death and saw people fall to the ground, blood pools growing wider at their feet. He was rescued from there by some guards on patrol who happened to find the assaulted caravan and who burned the remains and gave proper burial to the people, and they took the elven kid with them.
His eyes know sorrow better than anyone's, but as that was when he was so small, the pain is in the bottom of his heart and sometimes has nightmares about that..... but he managed to make up his life, raised by the guards that found him.
He's gentle and lively, but on full moon nights can be seen wandering alone in the woods, singing sorrowful songs for the deceased one's.
Other: Where he lived since then, he's the only known redhaired elf, and so that makes him a rarity.

A foot splashes into a puddle along a dark alleyway. Above this foot is a young neko clad in black with pure white hair. His ear twitches and he smells blood. He follows the sent to where it is originating. He sees that it is behind a dumpster. Cautiouly he holds one hand close to his Katana before looking behind the dumpster.

The boy can smell the fear in the air. He is in no mood to hurt anyone. He closes his eyes and opens his mouth as he begins to sing. The melodic notes issue from his mouth, immediatly changing the atmosphere. The emotion of love and kindness flow through the sound of his voice. He just continues to sing "No more talk of darkness. Forget these wide eyed fears. Im here, nothing can harm you. Your fears are far behind you."

The boy sees the slim form dart from under the trash can and start running. Something about this creature intrigues him. He calls out "wait im not going to hurt you!". To no avail. He starts running after the creature befoe him. He speeds up, using his unnatural reflexes to run on the walls to get more momentum. Realizing this is pointless he gives up, he didnt want to do this but he has to. He opens his mouth and starts to sing again, but this time the notes are hypnotic in a parylizing sense. He sings "I am your Angel of music. Come to me angel of music. I am your angel, come to me angel. I am your angel of music, come to me angel of music."

It pains the boy's soul to here the other boy cry out. He runs forward, still singing, but softer now. He bends down to the crying boy and his singing stops. Why had this boy affected him so much? He looks at the boy with regret and sympathy "Im sorry...are you okay?"

The pain inside him continues as he watches the older boy suffer. He gently puts his hands on the boy's head and gently tilts his head up. "Im not going to hurt you" he says gently. Then, blushing, he pulls the boy into a hug with his mouth by the boy's ear. "This will not hurt you, try to just feel the music" he murmurs, still blushing. He starts to sing gently into his ear "Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation, darkness stirs. And wakes imagination. Silently the senses, abandon their defenses. Softly, Gently, night unfurls it's splendor, hear it, sense it. Trembulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thougths away from cold unfeeling light. And listen to the music of teh night"