Evil is as evil does.

This is an RP to let your darker self out to play. It's basically a post apocolyptic world bath in perpetual night. Be what ever kind of baddy you'd like.

Name: Shova
Age:Ancient.
Gender: Male.
Appearance: His body is entirely black and made up of dark energy. His eyes are dark red. he has tree fingers and toes on each hand and foot. e has tree horn tyep t hings flawlessly grown from his heas. The center one being larg and curving back slightly while the other too pinch around it. He also has two large wings that serve as a cloak when he wants them too.
BIO: Shova was once a Celestial. A being that kept order in the universe. He was the Celestial of shadow. But he grew curropted and lept from the paradise of there plan of existance to gain power. He commands creatures known as shadowlings. They can be made by him our of his dark power. Or made from other beings. There souls are twisted and currupted. There bodies morph and become that of a shadowling. The only weakness shova and his shadowlings have is sunlight. Or light of purity.

Name: ???
Age: ???
Gender: Male.
Appearance: Appears almost exactly like a dementor from Harry Potter, but is almost completly transparent, like a ghost. but dont be fooled, he's quite real. And hes very hungry
BIO:No man had found his origins and lived to tell. All that is know is he seems to have an unquenchable thirst for sucking life and happiness from all things, lliving, dead, or inanimate. He leaves an trail or death famine and despair whereever he has been. His coming can be fortold by a heavy drop in temperature. His voice is heavy and raspy, like that of a tired old creature. Just know one thing, he's alm ost impossible to touch. Any contact would freeze the blood in your vains. Oh, and one more thing, if you can see him, he can see you. And if you cant see him, you may only be seconds away from a painful demise.

Shova sat atop a car watching his shadowlings tossing a woman between themselvs fighting over which one would kill her. And how torturous the death would be. Shova begain to grow bored with this fight and this world. He had all but conquered it.

*a sudden drop in temerature is felt, then gradually extremed, soon the car he was sitting of began to frost over, on the horizen there was a dark blot seen, floating erily closer*

Shova craned his head to face the horizon and see the figure in the distance. He slowly rose his wing tips flapping like a cloak in the wind. "Now I wonder who this could be." He said with with what might be joy.

*? arrived swiftly and silently, stopping and placing his boney hands on a poll to lean as he watched the womans demise*

The shadowlings finally ripped the woman apart. Her screams echoing through the barren and dead city. "What a wonderfull sound. Don't you agree?" Sovan asked the new commer.

*nods silently, an arroant silence as the womans heart drifted to him with a wav of his hand, he quickly sucking it in and dropped the shivled grey prune that was left*

"Ah. A Reaver. I haven't see one of your kind on this plane in years." Shova said with a smiling in his mind were as his face showed nothing. As always. "So Reaver. What brings you here? My devestation of this world?"

*he shakes his head slightly, being arrogently silent*

"Well it matters not. This world is already dead. Perhaps you'd like to join us as we travel to the next one. So many worlds. So many beings to kill." Shova said with a laugh.

*he stays still and silent, then turns to you and speaks in a voice that chills even the most hardened spine*

"I do not kill for blood, I feed from suffering."

"Well what do you think this is about but causing suffering. Well that and gaining power." Shova said staring at the sky.

*he to turns his faceless cast to the sky, thinking*

"Why do you beings with eyes do this? What is so special about...well, up there?"

"Up there is bigger. So many other worlds up there. All ripe for the taking. That is why I look there. So many stars. I hope to blot them out someday. One by one. I have all time to do it in." Shova said reaching out a hand and pinching a star in his vision.

*he lowers his cast, then turns to shova*

"You're a purley evil being Shova...I-

*he was cut off by a loud explosion in the distance, a blindingly bright light caused by it, of course the distance caused to to be but a smudge in the distance, but the light that radiated from it was odd*

"..."

Name: Kain
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Appearance: (( Except a hell of a loy smaller and younger. ))

BIO: A Neko male child, born from the darkness. He has a dark aura surrounding him. In his village he is the outcast and is often beaten.

Shova and ??? would see a small figure limping up to them. The smell of blood was strong, very strong. "Dead... Thay are finally all dead!" he says to himself and laughs. The figure collapses to the ground, passing out. Spears, kunai, arrows, and swords were stuck into his back.

*laughs coldly*

Kain glares. "Y-you wanna die t-too?!" he gets up and dashes at them, only to fall to his knees, coughing up blood.

*laughs louder8

"Fools"

Kain looks up. "H-help... Need b-blood..."

"Sorry small one. You came to the wrong beings for help or blood. I posses none. Even if I did. I give nothing for free. " Shova said laughing.

Kain sees a nearby wolf. "A meal..." Kain vanishes and the next thing that happens is that the wolf's head was rolling on the ground. Kain was drinking the blood. "So, who are you guys?"

*he stays quiet, and faces away*