Inferno Academy

[deathseal1390]

"a fallen?" he asked to himself seeing the wings. "how did you manage to get yourself clear to the seventh?" he asked looking towards the angel almost unsure of what to think of him. "and a little cliny to the battfeild are we?" he added teasing. before mockingly making two wings in exact copy of vincent's come out of his left shoulder blade before continueing to walk towards the school with his bags.

[Digimon Crazy]

Forkadus had no interest to talk to the creature that called out and he seemed to have started to talk with the other demon anyways so it wasn't his problem. He kept on walking then through the rest of the would be students. They all seemed to be talking to others, some greet him and he would grumble a greeting to them. He would have to get through this until it was time to head to homeroom/oreintation. While walking around he noticed what appeared to be an Incubus lots hauling bags off to the direction of the dorms. "Hum lets have fun." He made he way over to behind the incubus and summoned some flames to his hands and set one bags on fire. He hid himself and watched to see what happened."Oh this ought to be good."

[Frisk E. Coyote]

OOC:

Name: M.

Gender: Male

Role: Teacher

Origin: A Human Heretic who originated in the Sixth Circle of Hell (Heresy), he is the only human to be dragged into Hell and punished while still alive. He escaped all the way to Eighth Circle of Hell (Fraud), where he settled in comfortably and started conquering it from Bolgia One to Bolgia Ten, until he became Lord of the Malebolge ("Evil Ditches", consisting of Bolgias 1-10) right under the nose of the current Overlord of the Eighth Circle, Forneus.

How you got in: Rather than get rid of M. after shaming the Devil Nobility, Lucifer turned him into a teacher at Inferno Academy, to teach Devil Arts and Demoncraft to the Underworld's best and Brightest.

Looks: M. is a strange, lanky individual, human in appearance, he stands at 6'0ft and has pale, Caucasian skin and brownish black, messy hair. He's about as old as he looks- somewhere in his mid twenties. His mouth seems to be locked in a permanent evil grin, and only the more corrupt and powerful of demons are said to be able to meet his eyes, which are said to strike terror in the empty hearts of those who who make direct eye-contact with him

Clothing-wise, he wears standard black pants, a white, button up shirt (preferring to keep his collar popped and the top buttons open, and his sleeves rolled up and shirt buttons untucked), his necktie, Noir (which is actually a demonic weapon), comfortable shoes, his 'lucky' ring (stolen from another demon) and his glasses, which perpetually gleam with light, making it impossible to see his eyes unless he leans over just right, and that only happens when he glares at people.

Bio: Little is known of M's past. What is known that when he was born, a great misfortune fell upon his family and everyone died. Circumstances led to him being taken into a wealthy family and spoiled rotten. He seemed to have the devil's luck, gaining fortune and happiness from the misery and misfortune of others. M was a severely evil child, who grew into an evil young man with supernatural powers that stem from his own evilness. He used these powers to commit subtle evils, like convincing mothers to eat their children and lovers to commit adultery, to full-on genocide, like the destruction of an entire city.

Misc: M is quite possibly Evil Incarnate. He is so immensely evil, that a whole new dark dimension formed within him; his own personal Hell that he is the king of. The pressure this dark dimension made within him caused his right eye to pop, but evil gifted him with something far more useful than that in the form of Phobos, which gave him perfect aim (he does not miss), the perfect measurement of distance, a telescopic view, and the ability to induce terror and mental illness on victims, just to name the more significant abilities.

His concentrated Evil also gives him supernatural luck and powers that manifest themselves as bright red to pink energy. It also allows him to defy certain laws of physics within an area around him. His tie, Noir, is an extension of the dark dimension inside him, and is a very powerful demonic weapon unique only to him. He can store things or people inside him, allowing him to use their abilities or knowledge as if they were his own. His absorption of numerous demonic grimoires gave him a mastery over demonic lore and devilish magic; Devil Arts and Demoncraft.

Being a new teacher, and still very human, he takes it upon himself to make a reputation that would prevent other demons and devils from foolishly attacking him. He is far more powerful than he looks and can manhandle demons like they were helpless children, even without the use of magic. The tension in any room with him in it is intense, giving everyone the instinctive feeling that something very wrong is about to happen.

Despite his atrociously evil nature, he's quite approachable and rather laid back now that he's right at home.

Connections to demons/Earth: Regarded by many as The Antichrist.

Personal Touch: His room doesn't resemble anything the most evil human being in existence would live in. It's an arcade with a bar, a cigarette vending machine that never runs out, tons of beanbags and plush toys all around.

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Name: Revann Mire/"Regiment"

Gender: Male

Role: Student

Origin: Earth

How you got in: Paid with some of his souls.

Looks: He stands at around 5'5, is pale-skinned, and frighteningly skinny. He has black hair, green eyes, and constantly changing scriptures on parts of his flesh.

Bio: A boy born into tragedy, Rev could always see and communicate with supernatural beings, from spirits and wisps to demons and guardian angels. He could see everyone's guardian angel, but his own. It turns out that he was born with no soul, and is therefore susceptible to supernatural contact. It wasn't long before he drew the attention of Regiment, one of Hell's Legions, a cluster of demons acting as one, and they possessed Rev in order to escape Hell.

After coming to terms with being a host for 3000-5000 demons, Rev decides that he has had enough of Earth and wants to attend the Inferno Academy in order to become a demon.

Misc: His body naturally sucks in magic and spirits, good or bad, in a bid to try and develop its' own soul. This is also the way he feeds, by sucking in the ambient magic in the air, and so, he requires no air, food, or water to survive. If Rev touches any demonic books, their contents are written into his skin, and it allows him to use their magic as if he had already learned them. He can 'memorize' up to five books at a time, but learning more overwrites the first book he memorizes on his flesh. He has a great capacity for magic, and a durable body, despite how skinny he is. He oozes raw demonic power, and can manipulate this to an extent, making things like shields and basic constructs, or using it like extensions of his body, or move things by coating them in a demonic aura, similar to telekinesis.

Revann is normally meek and polite, but prone to bouts of insanity as Regiment constantly tries to overwrite his personality with his own, so he tends to mood swing frequently. When he sleeps, Regiment has full control over his body and unlocks his true potential, so he tries not to sleep or at least, to bind himself so he doesn't do anything he regrets before sleeping.

Connections to demons/earth: Is possessed by "The Scarlet Regiment".

Personal Touch: His side of the room must have bookshelves to fit all his books in, and shackles for him for when he goes to bed.

Are these profiles okay, Deathseal? :3

[deathseal1390]

(rooms will go like this...
dmx/with digi's char
frisk's char will be with emri
and lastly dark will be with grouped with dmx and digi)

he kept walking "annoying fire beasts..." he said before sniffing smelling the sent off.. something burning...cloth? no.....hair....thankfuly no.... before finally figure it out and dropped them stomping on the one that was on fire ."you worthless bastard!"

[Shadowknight]

"Well, certainly a lively batch this time, much more so than the last group they barely lasted a week," Lillith laughed as she entered into the large room where the students where gathering, "Hopefully you all will provide much better entertainment," she licked her lips a bit, her tongue long and serpent-like. Dawn kneeled down next to her mistress, keeping her eyes on the floor unless commanded otherwise.

[Digimon Crazy]

"Hahahah" Forkadus was so pleased he had found that to do it certainly made things more fun. In fact mabye a couple more accident fires could make things even better. He didn't get a chance to try though since it would seem that everyone was heading over to thwere they would be giving orietation. Humm I guess time flies while having fun.(chuckle) HE too began to make his way over to the where the others were gathering.

[Frisk E. Coyote]

Revann trodded up the piles of charred and wailing bodies and up the stairs of Inferno Academy. Hell didn't exactly look the way he had imagined it, but he was glad for that, as the Hell he had imagined was far, far worse than this one was. The demons weren't as frightening either. Why, some of them were more beautiful than any human he had seen on Earth. But perhaps that was part of the lure demons had... the aesthetic beauty that hid their true natures, allowing one to lower one's guard before they struck. He would not lower his guard. He was aware of the demons, but he ignored them for the most part.

"How many humans attend this school?" A voice asked him in his head.

"Surely you're not the only one." Said another.

Nodding to himself, the soulless vessel of the Scarlet Regiment entered the gathering area, where the students would probably be sorted. "We'll see." He thought to his passengers.

[EmirLicht]

Vincent pulled his hand through his hair to ease him as he turned and began his journey to the student rendevouz point. There, he found hundreds upon hundreds of students, far less than the amount of demons he'd killed at one time.
His sword was still unsheathed by his leg, and gripped tightly by his dominant hand; his right hand held to it dearly.
His left hand was continuously snapping, why, well, that's the fun part for later. He waltzed inside, acting as though he had already become Lord of the Academy.
Once he'd reached close to the center, he came to a dead stop--almost as though he impulsively did it.
And stood there, waiting for something, still snapping.

[DragonMasterX]

"I'm not a soul less, nyah!" a high pitched, cute voice resounded from the check-in area of the academy. "Double check, triple check, onegai!"

Nyu was furious. She hadn't had much experience in contracts, which every demon was supposedly a natural at, but she was fully aware that her clan had provided the exact amount of souls the requisite for student-ship demanded. The nekomata was using her human disguise, so she didn't look at all threatening, and if anything she looked like an adorable schoolgirl when getting mad. The clerk by the desk shook his head no.

"Naniiiiii?!" she questioned angrily, "But honestly, Nyu-chan's family got all the needed souls, honest, nyah!" she bounced in place, banging her fists against the table; she referred to her clan as her family, since her mother and father were not of this world any more.

"Miss, I can't do anything. The amount of souls required for admittance is clear," the massive ogre in business suit said, "So unless you can magically produce a soul out of your bag, I suggest you allow the next entree to... Huh?"

Nyu blinked at the sudden stop. The clerk seemed to be pointing his pen behind her. There was a small, drifting will 'o wisp floating behind Nyu and slowly making away. The cat demon appeared flustered and embarrassed at the same time. She quickly seized the spirit by its 'tail' and then shoved it through the table.

A ding was heard. "You are in."

"Mew..." Nyu sighed in relief that the whole scene was over now. She rubbed her arm a bit and accepted the necessary papers, put them into her bag as instructed and then began moving away with her luggage, doing her best to ignore dozens of annoyed demons behind her in the que poking fun at her clumsiness and lack of control over souls.

She shortly made it to the next stratum of the academy, the so called gathering area for new students. Nyu had never seen so many demons joined in the same area before, so their sheer numbers astonished her at first. Her green cat eyes swiftly scanned the place, her ears picking up voices and sounds from all over, from every corner, aware for any sudden movement. According to what she had heard, she had to wait until the room assignments were announced for her to move in to her new room. Despite her sweet, innocent looks and her cheery front, Nyu wasn't much of a socialite, especially with demons outside her clan. She hoped her roomates wouldn't be too annoying.

OOC: O: Sorry I took this long to post. It's finally a free weekend after a couple of turbulent weeks full of studying and an exam I sadly could not approve. Gonna have to do much better, but for now I'm more or less free.

[deathseal1390]

OOC: *dose a head count* ok then ^^ also ima save having a char annouce the order and just place it here

(rooms will go like this...
dmx/with digi's char
frisk's char will be with emri
and lastly dark will be with grouped with mine)
IC: as the crowd gathered it seemed to stop growing. and as it did a dis emboided voice said "Welcome students, we here at inferno achemy are based on discipline, any student caught herrasing anthor becase of their origin will be sentenced to the exorsim chamber... for a peroid of time. and lastly i have placed sechudels of all of your classes in your rooms, tomarrow we'll start the first day, and also.... any students cought useing their powers to otherwise harm anthor outside of a certine regulation will be sent to the chamber of the lord..... and with no further stalling..." it said as a large bord appered having a room sheet.
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seeing the list and how the crowd started towards it he thought of something simple... mist... with doing so he turned himself into a purple haze his bags appering with him in the state. he looked for his name he found it and grinned, reading the name next to it he though "who the hell is this kain..." he shurgged and kept his form un knowing passing the human looking demon not paying her any attention. once he got the room he gave out a deep sigh, the mist form was easy to move in but hard on his energy.... but if his gusse was correct his roomate was a guy, and so he took the privage to morph his form into that of a very busty succbus's.