((Yeah that seems to be the case, I say for now try making a take-over. Personally I don't have problems with him having a darker side, like Zam and his necromancer, but if the GM doesn't want a villain then no villain, his word is law here right?))
(( Troll, I'm tired of arguing about it. Fine, that can be your Take Over, but with a twist. When used, if he has the Angel Wings, it is in "speed mode", which is much weaker but faster. The Bat Wings are the opposite, slower but stronger. The Dragon Wings are the maximum of both, but your character cannot use now or in the foreseeable future. Now, redo the App and we'll see. ))
Baal is generally more of a background person, not really standing out unless there's something in it for him. He is evil, cold, manipulative, and strangely sinful. He's wrathful, greedy, lustful, lazy, gluttonous (yet it doesn't show), envious, and prideful. He especially enjoys causing others to fall into despair, a sick mind game he enjoys. However, he can make friends who aren't exposed to his evil side, and during that time he is generous, kind, competitive, and overall more like a hotheaded hero.
Magic Branch: Take-Over Mage.
Magic Element: Vice Soul.
Vice Soul: Sin Mode: Transforms Baal into a vastly powerful form with three variations. The first version causes Baal to sprout the Angelic Wings shown below, which make him considerably weak physically but incredibly fast. The second version causes her to sprout the Demonic Wings also shown, which makes him incredibly strong but somewhat sluggish. The final form causes him to sprout three sets of wings, the Demonic, Angelic, and a Draconic Pair composed of Blood, which grants him both of the aforementioned abilities to a greater degree, plus a freaking awesome look. Unfortunately, Baal can't use this until physical maturity, AKA when he's a teenager (probably).
Baal's childhood is a mystery, even to himself. From what he's gathered over the years through flashbacks, Baal was raised by Satanists, his soul permanently twisted and malformed by their demonic experiments. Over the course of the RP, Baal will have flashbacks every once in a while.
The newbie had gone to speak with the master, so I was left without any activities. In cases like this, there was one option: a job.
Strolling over to the Request Board, I scanned through the different missions, but none caught my eye. One mentioned a small chance of fighting, which isn't what I wanted, as I needed a real challenge. However, I did have an idea. I ran upstairs, which was now public, although normal people couldn't get S-Class missions, so I walked over to the A-Class board, just a step behind S. I did fear that, since I just joined, I would probably be roped in with the D-Class, but I would not have any of that, now would I?
Glancing through the jobs, one finally jumped out at me: rumors of terrorists planning to hijack a train carrying a large delivery of money. The mentioned date when they were, supposedly, meat to strike was nigh, although I realized too late that it would be later this afternoon. What was more impressive was the reward, which was two undated thousand Jewels, quite a but of cash in itself, in addition to whatever we could hold in our hands from a large batch of miscellaneous gems and precious metals. Instantly, I ripped it from the board and dashed downstairs, registering myself for the quest. However, the job did say that there would probably be foes counting over fifty, most with access to magic, so I would probably need a crew.
"Anybody looking for cash? I'll split it equal for everybody who helps." I announce to the Guild Hall.
Baal had just entered, having only recently entered the Guild a few days ago. He had been avoiding flying chairs and beer bottles when he heard something about splittin' dough, which was something Baal liked. His hand launched into the air, causing a stray bottle to smash into his hand. Angry, Baal proceeded to grab one of the chairs from out of the air and chuck it at the perpetrator as hard as he could, his Demon Wings poking out from below his skin before quickly retracting. He walked up to the fellow, a blonde member significantly older than him, extending a hand as a form of greeting.
Kytel pushed his way through the front doors, and well the sight was... interesting to say the least. Never occurred to Kytel that Fairy Tail was this lively, while he had heard of the guild's reputation from travelers he pushed most of the stories away as rumors, turns out he may have been wrong to dismiss them. From a quick scan of the crowd, a few people caught his attention. First was literally a kid, couldn't be older then nine years old, They let kids into this guild? Kytel thought Still if he was allowed in here, must be quite the fighter. Second was someone holding what looked like a staff, Kytel couldn't exactly get a beat on him, but the guy did give a sense of dread. He seemed to be talking to someone important, Could be the leader, maybe the gloomy guy is a new recruit like me. Third one wasn't exactly hard to miss, as he shouted into the hall, something about a job and might pay well if he's willing to split the payment, with a total balance of zero, Kytel wouldn't complain even if he only got one Jewel. Still he probably should officially join before worrying about a potential job. Kytel decided the best option would be just that, hopefully he's right on whoever the leader is and starts walking to him and the staff-wielder.
"Demonstration.. Everyone back up." People did so, although snickering. Black smoke flowed out of Ral's robes, covering the end of the staff and solidifying into a large steel blade. He held out his right hand and black electricity arched between his fingers before striking the ground a few times. The floor boards creaked then cracked and burst open in each place the lightning had struck, revealing dead corpses clawing their way back through. There were a total of four, each equipped with a bladed weapon of some sort. They stood in front of him, appearing ready for a fight. "This is what I'm good at." He said.
(( Zamy, it's fine to control NPCs, even if multiple personalities arise. ))
A kid, no older than eight, approached, then stuck out his hand in welcome. A silent, respectable, way of confirming his participation. Perfect.
"I've no idea what you can do," I say, looking at the kid and taking his hand, "but I bet you're pretty strong, if you've survived in this place." Something about him seemed off, some kind of feeling that a certain branch of magic always has... I cant place a finger on it. However, the vibe he gave off felt somewhere around a B-Class Mage, quite advanced for such a young kid.
What concerned me was that very few others showed interest, which meant that a little kid and I would be taking over a terrorist controlled train.
Kytel, looked warily at the recently revived undead. He's able to reanimate the dead? Or maybe summon them instead, I'll start asking some questions if there are bodies under this building... it explained what kind of mage he is at the very least, a necromancer, frankly they are somewhat unknown to Kytel for he's never heard of one being out in the open like this. Hope they don't turn on me, not even sure if a sword can down them again. Kytel steps forward, careful not to bump into one of the dead, and gives a short cough hoping to attract some attention.
"Well, kids adapt to their surroundings." He said shortly. "Um, would you mind informing me of the nature of the mission? AKA where it is? When it is? What's happening? How many targets? Kill or incapacitate? Any item's need to be salvaged? Knowledge on our targets and what's the pay for my services?"
Appearance:brown eyes and brown hair in the style of natzu. Im about 5"5 and I where special leather boots that enhances my abilaties and I always am carrying a lacrosse stick that can be used as a weapon if I'm in grave danger
Personality:i am a fairy nice person with the heart of a worrier who can get very cocky
Magic Branch:maker magic
Ice make sword
ice make hammer ice make cannon ice make ice balls
I never knew what family was until I got adopted by a sweet lady and and a man I was not quite fond of. I lived with them until I was four when I found out they were evil. Not to me but they planned to destroy the Fairy tail guild hall. I searched and searched until I got sucked into the anima. I made peace with a family who took me in as one of their own I lived with them for 7 years until a member of the fairy tail guild kidnapped me and took me to fairy tail. For the next to years I learned ice maker magic from gray and now I am here today as a proud member of the guild my dead adoption parents wanted to destroy so bad.
(( There are quite a few grammatical errors in your post. If you wouldn't mind going back and fixing them, along with trying to keep spelling and structure decent, it should be fine. If you can do that for me, approved.
For everyone, expect a bit less activity on my side. I am currently heading home from Idiana, USA, to Ontario, CAN. Tomorrow, I'll be going to Quebec. ))