This is my only evil character: Her name is Genesis.

~Genesis

I stomp up to the wall and touch the brick with an eye on it, at eye level, and watch as the wall slides open.  I brush my light brown hair behind my ears and walk on, chasing the glowing red torches.  

When I get to the end of the hall, I shove the massive steel doors open.  The enly thing that scares me about this place is that I'm the only one who's after a single person, or group of people.  Castle Clan deserves to die.  I look for a bulletin board, and I soon find one.  It's old and grimy, and the tacks are rusty.  I practically tear one out of the wall and slap a piece of dirty, old, somewhat scorched paper with my writing scrawled across it.  

I read it again.  

This image is of some of my *favorite* members of the group Castle Clan.  If anyone sees any of them, tell me.  From left to right, here are the names: Ace of Spades, Jack of Hearts, Six of Clubs, Autumn Falls, Leah Winter, Lucy B., Sunny Summer, Salem Spring, Nina-Allyson, Jakob, Maria.  If you see them, let me know or capture them yourself, then tell me.

AWWW Yeah! VILLAINS HERE I COME! I have one OC named, rm, Tarea I think? I haven't written with him much so it is TIME! Will post later.

Name: Genesis Porter

Age: 19

Gender: 14

Alias (optional): Genesis or Gene

Appearance: Shoulder-lenth light brown hair, eyes with pinprick-size irises, wears a black t-shirt and dark blue jeans with comabat boots.

Personality: cold-hearted, selfizh, cruel, only SLIGHTLY merciful (like, she took my buddy prisoner instead of killing her on the spot), thinks she's always right

Weapon (Optional): A stone scythe

Nemesis (optional): Me

If they work at the Pub, their occupation: . . .  What?

Other: Yeah, she is my only evil character

Name: Kendall Kennedy

Age: 18

Pronouns: She/her

Alias: Spectre

Appearance: Tall and agile. Heavily lidded eyes plastered with dark eyeshadow. Pouty, full lips, angular face, high cheekbones. Wears a lot of black. Dark, curly hair in a buzzcut. She's

Personality: Sulky, aloof. Not a team player. Very arrogant, hates asking for help and not being able to do things on her own. Very smart with a biting kind of wit.

Weapon: Nothing in particular— Whatever she can get her hands on. She can also turn herself invisible.

Nemesis: Matthias Hernandez, a lawfully good superhero with the ability to fly, known to her only as Icarus.

Alignment (I added this one): Chaotic Evil 

Other: Not that I can think of. I may add another character later.

Name: Morgneth 

Age:  13 (young for a villain, I know) 

Gender: Female

Personality: Dark with a cruel sense of humor, desirous of taking over the world, and is setting up to do it... Enjoys strange jokes and can have a façade of calm and interest while secretly being angry... 

Appearance: Tall, an Elf, with pointed ears and waist-length black hair in a braid. Slanted green eyes with smudges of purple loss-of-sleep bags under them, a pale face with a pointed chin, small lips and a hawk-like nose.  She is graceful, like a dancer.

Weapon: She multiple weapons on her, including a dagger called Drythwyndr which is poisonous to everyone but herself, because she is immune to the type of poison--Methaci--which it carries on it's blade. Along with that, she has several knives, a bow with poisoned arrows, and a small, innocuous looking pendant which is black and red which she uses to focus her sorcery.  

Nemesis: Her cousin, Nianad, who she hates and is jealous of. 

There may be some confusion as to the names. My CB name is Nianad, yes, because she is my favorite Elf character. And I chose to make Morgneth my AE, so if you've seen the names before... there's a reason for that. 

~Morgneth

I spoke the password with a sinister sense of belonging, and the large iron door swung open. Fingering my pendant, I stepped inside. There were tables lined against the walls in the flickering green light. Only a few people were in here, however, including someone who looked like a human sitting alone. I met her even glare with a hostile stare of my own. 

Whatever. This is neutral territory. I nodded at the bartender, and pulled out some Elvish currency. The bartender didn't even blink an eye at the large burn mark--brand--on the center of my right palm. I was a Nothelf--an outcast Elf. It literally meant 'Not an Elf', as the bartender gave me a single shot of pure purple liquid. I examined it, and quietly checked for poison under my breath. You never knew who might kill you in a place like this. 

I quietly examined my watch, and headed over to the older human--though she didn't look much older than me, and she was in no way superior, though she probably thought she was, and slid into the booth opposite her.

Go ahead. Try to kill me. I dare you. 

Instead, the woman just sighed, and leveled a glare at me. I glared back again. I'd had plenty of experience training goblins to do my bidding, and Blue-Meren (her code name), who had infiltrated Asor, more recently 

I picked up my purple liquid and took a long slow sip of it.

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Sorry for any villain control, Lucy B.!

-Nianad 

Name: Jemma Yacobs (long "a"--yay-cubs)

Age: 14

Gender: F

Alias: Décalage ("Shift" in French) She can shift to become a different human. But she can't shape shfit into animnals, only humans.

Appearance: Brown hair in loose curls with blonde streaks. She has pale skin and freckles everywhere, and a small nose and mouth but big green eyes. She may seem innocent- she's not. She likes to wear nerdy clothes with a lab coat, as a body suit or other villainous costumes are not important to her. She's slim but athletic and is average height. Sometimes she has to wear glasses.

Personality: Funny, saracastic, abnormally smart but evil. She makes tons of weapons and is the master at breaking into places or stealing things without people noticng. She can also code places to shut down long enough so she can steal or *cough* murder someone. She's easy to get along with other villains and thinks of good people as stupid.

Weapon: She wants a lightsaber, but she uses a laser gun and she thinks of another weapon as her mind. 

Nemesis: Stupid people

Occupation: None

Other: None 

Name: Rainier Tarea

Age: 30

Gender: M

Alias: Black hand

Appearance: Wide set hazel eyes, dark blond hair, short (5'8), a charming black suit, and a black leather glove on his left hand. (lefthanded)

Personality: Charming, sly and wreckless. Will be more developed later on. (As I said before, I havent written with him much.)

Weapon: His black glove. It basicly has the force within it. But sometimes it works sometimes it doesnt, Its unpredictable. He also carries a revolver. 

Nemisis: No one exactly is his nemisis. The police I guess..

Occupation: He works part-time at the Villain Pub. Hes a jack-of-all-trades.

Other: He's a horrible shot

I'm making another character! He and Kendall belong to the same story-universe.

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Name: Aaron Maldala

Age: 16, but looks younger

Pronouns: He/him

Alias: Hurricane

Appearance: Mop of messy dark brown hair. Hazel eyes that look green in some lighting. Short (about 5'2"), wide chest/hips. Not very athletic.

Personality: Excitable and enthusiastic. Very loyal to Kendall, to the point where it becomes a fault. Will throw himself fully into whatever task he's assigned, no questions asked. (He's an excellent wingman for this reason.) SUPER convincing actor. Can cry on command. Kind of a temper, smashes stuff when he's upset. 

Weapon: The weather around him fluctuates depending on his mood, and he can create and control small storms, which he uses as his main weapon. He sometimes also flat-out socks people in the jaw if they're serious jerks.

Nemesis: Technically, it's supposed to be Andrea Red/Lullaby, a neutrally good superhero with a voice that puts people to sleep. However, he has a crush on her and basically bothers whichever hero's getting on his nerves on a particular day.

Alignment (I added this one): Neutral Evil 

Other: Not that I can think of. I may add another character later. 

@General Waffleston: May we begin writing?