Demon Realm

May 2017 Featured RPG

Craig Stillwater

"Softness is but an illusion to cover the diamond beneath."
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Character Information

Character Type
Face Claim
Human with Civil Demon
Chris Hemsworth
Human Pronouns
Human Age
Demon Pronouns
Demon Age
He, Him. His
It, My Lord, Your Highness, All Knowing One
Unarmed Combat and Firearms Instructor

Character Summary





Craig Stillwater is a warrior in its most eloquent form. He fights not just with physical strength, but also with the power of the mind. And not just for mere moments in his life, not here and there, not when he needs to. But always. Every second of his existence, he is doing battle with the demon who attached itself to him at birth. They are in a never ending gridlock, the kind of war that ends only when one of them dies.

Bucephalus took possession of everything that Craig was immediately after his daughter, Mack Johnston, was born. Wanting her all for himself, he applied pressure in all the right places and manipulated and maneuvered those who were in his way. Because not only was the stallion wicked, he was also a lonely soul, and what Craig had created would be his ticket to a lineage of warriors who would not be stopped. He was responsible for the death of Mack's step father, among many others, effortlessly manipulating them to their own deaths. She was a victim, too, abused in ways no child should ever be subject to. He never touched her physically, no, but he made certain that she was incapable of trusting any who came into her life... no matter who they were. No matter how hard they tried. Making her believe that she was all alone was the most important part of Bucephalus' plan because one day...

One day he would come for her. And on that day, there would be no one and nothing to run to except for him.

[b]The Chariot Tier 2. Ascension to “THE GLADIATOR”[/b]

The gladiator is a specialized fighter, well-trained and as of yet undefeated. They can be arrogant fighters, though that arrogance is well-earned. They are the type to toy with their enemies, and ‘sportsmanship’ generally isn’t in their vocabulary.

[i]You feel new possibilities within you. You can now manifest two weapons at will, whether or not you’re in ascension form. These must be two different types of weapons, and you are limited to the same type of weapon every time you summon it. If the first time you summon your second weapon, it’s a hunting knife, it will always be a hunting knife. You can also create barriers of hard light. The dominions fire, blood, combustion, and poison are now augmented. Your character may show unusual command of those dominions for their mastery.[/i]

Fire - Minor

Teleportation - Proficient

Superior Strength - Minor

Telekinesis - Major

Mimicry - Legendary

Omnipresence - Minor

Character In-Depth

I want you to go ahead and close your eyes. Breathe in deeply. Slowly. Focus on your breath, feel it, immerse yourself within the realness of it, think about it on a molecular level, on an atomic one, let yourself fall into the reality of what it means to be alive.

Now open your eyes. Is your world still the same, even knowing that nearly every element is beyond your control? Do you still feel like a superstar, do you still feel entitled to the air you breathe, to the food you eat, to the water you drink? Do you still take that glass of juice for granted, that inhale of oxygen into your lungs? Do you still smile when you leave your home every morning, do you still tell yourself that every day is a good day when you can come home alive to those you love?

What if you came home every day, every night, but you were unable to touch anyone you cared for? What if you were in the same room as them, but hadn't the power to speak, to let them know you were there? What if you could feel them wrap their arms around you, but weren't able to touch them in return? What would you do? Would you do anything - everything - in your power to take back control?

If your answer is 'no', then you don't deserve to be here. You don't deserve the life that was so wrongfully ripped from you in the first place. Return to the hole you came from, wither there and die, let the demon take over because you were only ever just a shell anyway.

I was just 10 years old when Bucephalus changed everything that I am. He came into my life as a great black stallion, one that no one else could touch. I told him that we would ride together; I told him that we would be the wind that chases the sun around the earth. I said that we would always be one, that we would never know separation from one another for as long as I lived. He was a wounded, fearful demon, and I was but a child. I would not know until much later the impact those words would have upon my life.

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