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[Prime Spinosaur]

Name: Annabeth Demeter
Gender: Female
Age: 115
Appearance: Annabeth is a tall woman standing at 6 feet with an incredibly athletic/acrobatic build. Brown hair tied up into a folded ponytail and eyes like burning coals. She is missing her right hand arm. Her clothing is a weather beaten poncho that covers her arms that might have originally been navy blue, a tank top, a pair black leather pants and black combat boots. Her singular hand that she still has left is covered by a brown leather glove, though if you were to remove it, you would find a scorched hand.
Powers: Annabeth is a demigod and a trained practitioner of magic. At this time she is the most powerful practitioner in the world, and has inhuman strength, speed and endurance, and is an experience veteran of war. She works primarily with pyromancy and sympathetic magics. However, losing her arm has made it hard for her to be too much use in combat (the injury is actually very recent), and she has to relearn a lot of skills now using her left hand. Furthermore, her previous immortality has broken along with the Faith Change and Plutos' Ring upon the destruction of Quasar, her healing factor now requires far more magic, and she isn't capable of survivng the intense injuries she had once been capable of.
Biography: The date was November 11th, 1918, as the fireworks cracked the sky in celebration to end the great war, a child was born in a small hidden pagan community in North Dakota. Artemis Demeter died in childbirth and the child was named by her grandparents: Annabeth. Annabeth was born to the witch and priestess of the Moon Goddess, and the terrible demon Astaroth. Artemis's apprentice, Judith kidnapped Annabeth in the dead of night, replacing her with a changeling that soon died, but in spite of her orders from Gibson, the new head of the USDM, the United States Department of Mysteries, she couldn't bring herself to kill the child, and instead left her in a orphanage in South Dakota.

Annabeth spent the first eight years of her life in that orphanage, being adopted into homes before quickly being returned. She was declared to be cursed, she burnt up entering a church, baptizing waters evaporated before they touched her, the cross actually made her physically ill. Things would catch fire around her, animals would congregate to her in stress. Eventually she was adopted by a Dr. Kurts, who was a scientist working for the USDM. What followed was torturous as Annabeth was experimented on by the man in his basement. When summer came along, and the doctor was preparing to lobotomize Annabeth, in order to protect herself, she at that moment created hellfire which instantly incinerated her foster father. Fearing to be accused of murder, Annabeth ran into the woods, where she found an abandoned cabin, almost dying of exposure until she was found by the local sheriff. She was then detained and sent to a sanitarium.

There she met Gibson, who gave her an ultimatum. She could spend the rest of her life in the sanitarium for what she did, or she could join his paramilitary organization dedicated to eradicating magic. Out of fear she accepted and became the apprentice to Judith, who gave her the spark to the magic she had inherited from Artemis. From there Annabeth became a child soldier used to hunt down the last remnants of magic throughout the United States, and as she did so, Annabeth found herself empahtizing with the magical beings plights, but unable to really do anything, stuck under the abusive hold of Gibson.

The only reprieve in part came from Judith, but beyond sometimes comforting her and not berating her every waking moment, she didn't do much to stop Gibson from making the girl think the absolute worst of herself. Eventually Annabeth learned that her mother had been one of the founding members of the USDM, and that she had living relatives that Judith kidnapped her from, shattering any sort of pedestal she had for her magic teacher, as well as any chance at self love. Annabeth saw herself as a monster and nothing more.

By the time she was in her twenties, World War II had broken out and the Thules Society under the direction of Hitler had summoned the great demon Mephistopheles. She was sent on the front lines in a secret supernatural war against the demon and the Thules Society, only to find that Mephistopheles had already turned against the Thules Society in order to help those in the concentration camps. Annabeth regardless fought against Mephistpheles as her freedom was promised upon his demise, in the fight, Mephistopheles is defeated but Annabeth is saved from falling to her death. He tells Annabeth that a long time ago, he had been the pagan god of this region, and had only helped innitially out of love for those people. He tells Annabeth that she still has a choice on whether or not she will become the monster they want her to be and begs that Annabeth remember him not as Mephistopheles but what he had once been. When Annabeth asks what his name was, Mephistopheles dies.

Annabeth comes back to Berlin in time for Germany to surrender, and is arrested by the United States Government for treason. Annabeth escapes and flees, angry and upset that Gibson broke his promise of her freedom. She eventually goes to North Dakota, and meets her grandparents, who take her in and explain that she was never unwanted or unloved. Annabeth is happy living at her grandparents farm, helping them out, but she decides that she needs to go back to Washington, to confront Gibson for his crimes, all of the horrible things he's been doing to magical beings.

Gibson had originally planned to make Annabeth snap and have her attack Washington DC in outrage for the injustices she faced, thus showing the world the danger of magical beings and his position becoming elevated, but when Annabeth arrived at DC, she instead freed all of the magical beings kept in containment, who then fled to Ireland with Annabeth and were brought to the portal to Teer'mam, the alien garden planet where magical beings have fled to.

However, before Annabeth can leave through the portal, she is informed that Gibson has murdered her grandparents and she makes her way back to the United States, where she is about to kill Gibson and destroy a good portion of the Pentagon when she realizes that's what they want, and refuses to do it. Baffling Gibson who gets furious that his views on Annabeth have been completely invalidated, before she's locked away.

[This bio is severely incomplete due to how friggin long it is. This is abridged and what I've written so far is just Book 1.)

[TalesofNine]

Name: York Hope
Gender: Male
Age: 27/Late 20s (To his estimate he lost track some time ago)
Appearance: York is a tall man standing at 6'4" with a slightly lanky yet muscular build. Of African-American descend he has dark brown skin and brown eyes, he has short curly black hair that tends to be in an unkempt afro save for when he cuts it down. His body is marred with cuts, bruises and old scars an collection of marks earned from his travels none of which he's particularly proud of. Though York is rarely seen out of his full outfit he wears a thick hoodie over a military blouse and a long sleeved shirt under it, he wears worn beaten fatigue trousers and a pair of well worn brown combat boots and has a gas mask he often wears over his face alongside straps and belts for his equipment and large backpack.

Biography: York was born into a large family, a middle child of the Hope family his family was neither rich nor poor his parents worked hard to provide for their children and York lived an average enough life by most standards attending school, making friends and finding his interests but despite everything York felt a deep seated dissatisfaction with life feeling as if he was lacking a purpose. Deciding to do something about it he decided on a whim instead of going to college he would join the military ignoring the protests of his family and eager to truly be making a decision for himself. He joined the Army and did well in boot camp but decided to join the infantry rather believing a rugged lifestyle could give him the sense of fulfillment he was looking for. During his first true deployment outside of the country his hope would be interrupted by a life altering event. Stationed in Taiwan during a time of heightened tension between China and the island country there came rumors and media reports of strange events occurring around the world, a rise in crime and domestic disputes, cannibalistic attacks and strange unconfirmed images of unknown cryptids and assailants. At first these events were considered just another wave of media hype until finally the incidents started occurring en masse in cities around the world. There was an infection spreading throughout the world, no one knew the origin but it was turning men, women and children into monsters attacking without mercy and some infected even having their bodies twisted and changed.

York was one of many soldiers put on alert to prepare to fight a war against the newfound threat but when orders from Washington D.C. came for all US forces deployed abroad to return home after a mass outbreak few could realize that the war that they were preparing to fight was already over. York had just managed to return back to the US when a ship filled with soldiers, marines and sailors arrived in San Fransisco only to find a city in chaos as the infection swept through. There were attempts to fight back and gain order but the chaos was overwhelming, soldiers stopped receiving supplies, orders were coming slower and more and more troops abandoned their post by the day. York had attempted to remained focus and do his duty but soon even he realized there was no order to be had and his mind lingered on a single thought, home. Communication had gone dark and his last call home had ended in an argument with his mother that he cut short, he had been unable to receive any news from home since. York finally decided to abandon his post and become a wanderer setting course to make his way home but the United States had fallen into complete chaos as the infected dominated the streets and wilderness and desperate survivors resorted to whatever means they had too to survive.

What began as a several week journey turned into months and then years. York had been heading in one direction but finding the right path was difficult, in every corner there were monsters and men whom he encountered. Usually he found people who were just trying to survive, some were welcoming and even traveled with for a time but always there came a time when they had to part ways some companions could no longer bring themselves to travel, others found their loved ones, others still lost hope and sought to escape the collapsing world. They taught York to retain his humanity and gave helped to give him times of levity in a world gone mad. But there were also those whom had become twisted bandits and warlords who cared only for themselves, survivors and cults who resorted to cruel and unusual ways to survive, petty factions that battled for control over limited resources and monsters who wore the faces of men. All the while the infected remained growing more numerous, mutating and twisting themselves into horrific new forms as they lingered in the shadows of the fallen civilization. Each encountered slowed down York's journey by hours, days, weeks but still he heads in the direction of home determined to reach there.

York does not know what awaits him when he gets home. He doesn't know whether he's clinging to some small hope, searching for a clue of where to look or simply to confirm his unvoiced fear. All he knows is he has to get there and see it for himself before he lets man or beast take him.

[GeckomanReddo]

Name: Arseny Diomuyr Jurgen Clay Gauthier of Cilia
Gender: Male
Age: Visually 28
Appearance: Arseny has dark skin and near improbably long platinum blond hair, he stands at roughly 5’9” and is built like a truck. The intimidation factor is only enhanced by his punkish leather heavy outfits and numerous piercings. He always wears a gold necklace with a sword charm on it.
Biography:
There’s not one person in the whole world who hasn’t heard of the great witch Katerina. She could topple mountains, even the night gods hardly dared to whisper her name. They say that had she willed it Katerina could have remade the whole world.

They say that loving king Vanya is what killed her. Great witch Katerina the first to ever die.

Cilia was a small nation pinned against the sheer peaks of the Korb mountains by its neighboring land of Gieve. For centuries the kings of Cilia secured their borders by paying tribute to the great witches who frequented the Korb.

It is said that God's scorn is the very thing that grants the witches their power. Holy lands reject them, that’s why they fly on their brooms. The accursed nature of their existence allows them to bend the rules of the holy sciences. Agora, ever blessed be the name, mighty keeper of the gates of rest detests their existence most of all. That’s why they cannot die.

Vanya was his father’s youngest son, sixth in line for the throne entirely unimportant; and yet one by one his brothers fell, to sickness, in battle there was even one who disappeared entirely. Until he was the only one left. Thus the crown fell into his lap completely uncontested.

This development suited the witches just fine, Vanya was sympathetic to their plight more so even than the Cilian kings before him. Under his rule the people of Cilia openly embraced witch magic. He even went so far as to welcome witches into the castle halls. When his first son was born with hair like moonlight and deep purple eyes, completely unlike that of the king and his wife queen Lada, people had suspicions.

Arseny was born under the light of the harvest moon, king Vanya’s first born the tribute he’d promised to Katerina. Of course it is known that a witch cannot bear a child. Mitosa, ever blessed be the name, granter of new life would never permit a new soul to join their ranks. But Katerina’s powers were great, great enough perhaps to interfere in godly matters.

Arseny was a small sickly child, he was prone to long fits of illness that the court healers and witches alike couldn’t understand. It seemed certain that his body would give out within a year and Vanya’s second child was already on the way. A year passed and then another and Arseny was still alive, his bouts of sickness decreased in frequency and then disappeared entirely. His younger sibling was stillborn.  As Arseny grew so too did his vigor his frame filled in quickly and he achieved astounding feats of athleticism. The people of Cilia grew to love their cursed prince.

But the church leaders in Gieve could no longer abide their neighbors affront to the gods. In the 20th year after Arseny’s birth war was declared between Cilia and Gieve. It was a bloody and horrible war. Gieve had the backing of the church and the support of many powerful nations but CIlia and the witches would not go down easily.

Arseny was a frequent presence on the front lines, always leading his people by example. Wielding his golden hilted sword taking hits that would end a lesser man’s military career and returning to the battlefield within the week. It seemed as if the violence would never end until one day it did. The specifics are lost to time but 8 years after the fighting began Cilia, the witches and their cursed prince were struck down. Buried in the annals of history.

According to all recorded histories on that day when Cilia fell and the Korb burned Arseny was killed. But that was not the first time he was killed, when the bouts of illness wracked his frame as a child he was killed, and when a well aimed arrow struck him in the neck he was killed again. Time and again Arseny was killed but he never died.

His homeland burned down around him and he never died.

Empires rose and fell and he never died.

The world went through a technological revolution and he never died.

Man took its first steps on the surface of a new planet,

and still he never died.

[Mulder]

Name: Mary/Elise/Amanda/????
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Appearance: Mary/Elise/Amanda/???? tends to wear a white tank-top with simple pants such as jeans or leggings with slight heeled boots with a leather jacket over it. She has tanned skin and long blonde hair.
Biography:
Mary lived in the Middle East until in a conflict she lost her entire family....
Elise lived in California until mysteriously waking up in a weird place....
Amanda served with the CIA until mysteriously waking up in a weird place....

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