Name: Sheridan Granger
Age: 17
Year: Just joined,my first year.
Gender: I'm a girl...
Appearance:
Personality: Eh...it changes with my mood. When I'm happy I'm really friendly and kinda hyper. When I'm mad I tend to take my anger out on trees or inanimate objects. When those are not within reach I'm not very nice... When I'm sad it's the same as when I'm mad because I hate being sad,it makes me feel weak.
History:
Sigh...Of course you would ask that... I guess I'll start as far back as I can remember? Back when I was around seven my parents were killed by demons. I was out at a friend's house at the time and when I was dropped off at home and went inside they were just laying there...dead on the kitchen floor. I screamed and I ran,crying as I did. I was so
helpless. What child would ever deserve to go through that? My worst fear at that moment wasn't dying,it was being adopted. I didn't want to be raised in a new family by strangers so I did the only thing I could. I hid from everyone and lived on the streets,never letting myself be seen. I nearly died a lot in the next few years but by the time I was thirteen I could fight and fend for myself pretty well. When I was fifteen I went to try to get a job and I did,I managed it somehow though I was just a waiter at some diner. After a few months of working I got an apartment with the help of a new friend and we shared it,each of us paying half the bills.
But the past comes back to haunt you. Soon after I turned sixteen and I had been training for a while to fight I came home after training and there was my friend,laying dead on the couch with a hole in their chest and various other wounds. Though her eyes were open and staring ahead yet they were glazed over and void off all light. This scene was too alike the one I had seen all those years ago and I broke down,screaming in anguish and crying my heart out. It was the first time in seven years I had cried. When I recovered enough to stand hours later I hunted the demon down and cut his head from his shoulders,burning the body and I kept the skull once I cleared away all the flesh and blood. I still have the skull actually though I keep it a secret. I hate the demons I have but I have them because they help my goal of ridding the world of their kind. I am a likable person if you aren't a demon and I like making new friends but if someone EVER gets in my way when I'm killing a demon it will take a lot for me to even look at them without a glare...
Weapon Specialty: I prefer using a machete and that's what I'm best with. I refuse to use guns or any sort of ranged weapons,only melee and machetes are perfect for that.
Weapons: Not very many actually,just a sword,my trusty machete,and a few hidden knives. Though when I have somewhere to hide it I carry around a mace.
Demons: I have two since this is my first year
First one: His name is Coal because of his bad habit of burning things when he gets mad,or happy for that matter. He has short red hair that barely covers his ears and he's around six feet tall. He has sharp features and gray eyes that seem to grow darker when he's mad. He constantly bothers Sheridan about her absolute hate for all demons but him but she never listens which annoys him enough to make him burn her on occasions without meaning to.
My Second Demon: Coal's little sister. Her name is Sarah. While Coal can just burn things,not light them on fire she can and does it to spite Sheridan. They don't really get along at all. She has black hair unlike her brother that reaches a bit past her shoulders and she is short,only about four and a half feet tall. Though like her brother she has gray eyes that darken when she's mad which is very often around Sheridan. The two girls are constantly glaring at each other and Coal has had to stop a fight on several occasions.
Skills: Sheridan can only burn stuff most of the times but if she gets mad she can use small flames like Sarah. Sheridan is...as quick to anger as Sarah as well but it's hard to get her mad enough to use a flame.
Miscellaneous: Sheridan hates swimming...long story.