Name: Roxy "Rox" Dahlia
Species: Domesticated cat
Character Appearance: (http://i67.tinypic.com/5xu4a1.jpg)
Personality: At first glance she doesn't seem like the anti hero sort. Her feminine dress and amiable mannerism doesn't give any clue to her inner desires. Once Roxy gets going the dawning realization of her thrill seeking behavior becomes apparent. She lives for the rush of adrenaline. When her lungs can't draw enough air in and her heart is on the verge of collapsing she feels alive. Her actions can be very sporadic, jumping from one cause to another. This mindset has landed her in more than a few tight situations however so far she's managed to slip away. Her optimistic and teasing nature in the face of a nearly impossible task has earned her a reputation. She'll take a job only if it interests her. Alignment wise she would be chaotic neutral. Roxy isn't above crime but will not harm children and will not harm anyone in front of them. Anyone else is fair game. Charismatic, charming, and deadly are just a few adjectives to describe her thought are void when she's taking one of her numerous midday naps.
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Why you're an anti-hero?: Purely for the thrill and because of her past. Her father was a scientist hellbent on bringing back her mother. So he used her in experiments and was emotionally and physically abusive. He was also very strict not letting her see the light of day for weeks on end. Eventually he died of a heart attack and so she booked it, never to return home.
Weapons: Claws
Magic: She has the ability to teleport and flash step
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A flash of light signaled her arrival, an effect from her teleportation. Business was slow, well more like she was being picky. No jobs really jumped out at her so Roxy decided to pay a visit to the anti hero hotspot. Upon seeing Al and the others she sauntered over to the bar and took a seat. "Give me a very Pink Raspberry Cosmopolitan," she ordered. "And don't skimp out on the little umbrella." Upon receiving her drink she turned over to Al. "Fancy meeting you here. So how has business been? Looks to me like more scars have been added to the gallery or maybe its just me. You're lucky that eye scars are in this year."
CS in the spoiler
Name: Serpington "Ser" "Cheshire"
Species: Lizard
Character Appearance: He is 6 foot 7 with a moderate build and slightly visible muscles covered in black scales with a pale creamy yellow underbelly. he has a strong tail and faintly visibly tribal scars covering his entire body, his right arm is covered in feint burn scaring. His eyes are pale yellow and clouded over.
normally wearing a pair of shorts and an open shirt when being lazy and long pants, a coat and wide brim hat depending on the weather. he always carries a small black and dark red, single strap, fabric bag where he stores his gear
Personality: Normally laid back he rarely takes things seriously, with a dark sense of humor he normally laughs in the face of threats but is quick to use violence to solve problems when he chooses to be serious.
Why you're an anti-hero?: He grew up in a place where crimes were punished brutally, he applies this form of justice to any he finds in need of punishment, occasionally including other anti-heroes.
Weapons: He carries 4 swords and a rifle, all four swords having different abilities of their own. He keeps all 5 weapon in a small pocket dimension in his bag.
Magic: Aside from the abilities of his swords he can sense, channel and manipulate energy into solid forms. Using this he is able to convert himself into energy to move undetected.
Other Abilities: Blinded at a young age he uses his energy manipulation to sense the world around him
Post Merge: November 19, 2016, 05:10:15 AM
Serpington sighed quietly as he materialized in a chair, tossing his bag onto the table to his side and leaning back. Without a moments hesitation he started humming 'Rule Britannia' while giving one of the robots cash for a pot of tea, fresh blood dripping from his coat. "So, how's business?"