International Demon Wrangling Company

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

"I think so." She looked around and purred, swinging her legs.

[Rayleonarde]

The driver nodded. "Next stop, Sharllotton!" The doors closed, and the driver began the trip. He whistled quietly as he went.


Ronnie stepped outside of the office, and looked around, his pipe smoldering idly as he gnawed on the end. "I wonder..."

[Alistair]

Name: Alistair


Age: Undefined


Species: Smilodon populator


Gender: Male


Disposition: Docile demon


Tact: Playful, quick temper, loud when excited, quiet when on missions.


Preferred weapon(s): Claws and teeth


Anything else of note: N/A




Alistair trudged out of the forest, looking a bit agitated from the long trip. A suitcase between his jowls to hold what little he possessed as he approached the office. Seeing Ronnie he picked up the pace a bit. Being feral also meant he held zero responsibility for time schedules.

[Rayleonarde]

Ronnie checked his watch, and called out to Alistair. "You're late. The others are off to Sharlloton." He smiled. "It's good to see you, though. Leave your stuff here, we'll get a room set up."

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

Tempest watched the town go by and purred. "Is this anyone else's first demon fight?" She asked.

[Alistair]

The saber bellowed at Ronnie once he was close enough, causing him to drop his suitcase that looked rather weathered.

[Rayleonarde]

Ronnie nodded, and picked up the battered case. Another office worker shot out, and grabbed the case. "Go get 'em, friend."


Ray, who had already entered the bus, spoke up. "I-It's my first." He checked his revolver, before he sighed. "I'm...I'm kinda scared."

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

She smiled and nodded. "Don't be scared, it'll work out fine." She stopped and looked down at her charm. "Just don't touch me when I'm blue, he hates it. Speaking of which, after this fight, I think we should come up with a name for him."

[Cifero Windtail]

"That's always a good plan, lass," Zephyr said in the non-flirty strange voice, his left eye orange. Both eyes then reverted back to blue. "He's right," he said in his normal voice. "Naming your demon and coming to terms with them helps. Oh, and you may have to best them in combat too." He grinned. "That bit's mental, though."

[Tempest (Red Panda)]

She nodded and rummaged through her bag. "He's always wanted a name, but I want it to be perfect, not something like Dan."'she stopped "I apologize to everyone named Dan."

[Alistair]

Alistair stared at the door questioningly, wondering how he was going to get through it.

[Rayleonarde]

Ronnie glanced at Alistair, before clapping a paw to his forehead. "Right." He pushed the door open, and motioned for Alistair to enter. "In you go, friend."

[Alistair]

Alistair lowered himself and just barely squeezed through the door.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Right... Hopefully, the Unicorn Wizard will accept you apology," Zephyr murmured. "Anyway, it appears that the other demon is somewhat under control for now... either way, if it ever incapacitates me... Well, I have backup plans."

[The Past]

Resume Sheet:


Name: (Last, First, Middle) [redacted], Geoffrey, Noah


Age: 25


Species: Black bear


Gender: Male


Disposition: Mortal


Tact: Introverted, creative, friendly, socially awkward, and more of an observer than an actor; prone to having his head stuck in the clouds. He is stubborn and easily frustrated, but it takes a lot for him to hold a grudge against someone. Skilled in both magic and physical combat, he can endure a decent amount of damage, but prefers to pick at foes from a distance before taking the role of tank.
He is sensitive to spirits and can talk with them.

Preferred weapon(s): knife, claws/teeth, pistols.

Magic (Uses the same energy as physical actions, needs to be focused to cast properly):
Basic elemental spells, heating/cooling
Basic spirit cleansing spell
invisibility (has slight light distortion),
Propulsion spell that gives him a speedy jump boost, which can double as a method to push back flying objects if performed right.
A force shield that lessens the blow of incoming spells.
((Let me know if this is too much))

Anything else of note: A writer and cartoonist in his spare time