[Photo goes here]
Gender: Male (ish)
Age: None
Race: Cartoon
Height: 3'11"
Build: Rubberhose
Personality: *car honk*
RP Genre: *sprays you with Silly String*
Dudeguy is not the one you know and love, rather, a caricature of him. He lives, breathes, and defecates humor. There are two kinds of people in this world. Those who think he's a cute kid, and those who will dance on his grave. He'll of course, love you no matter what. He's gnawing on my head as I type this.

[Photo goes here too]
Gender: Male
Age: Eighty-something, I dunno, he doesn't keep track.
Race: Llenthon
Height: 7'10"
Build: Lean enough to move, strong enough to kill.
Personality: Ask questions first, then use those answers to psychologically torture them until they beg for the gun. Shoot to kill.
RP Genre: Adventure/Horror/Scifi

A little while ago, a Llenthon researcher and ex-soldier conducted experiments to create the perfect being. Once finished, he realized the only one deserving of this elevation was the one who umderstood it best- himself. He is now free from any emotions that will cloud his judgement, or distract his thought. This new heightened being came to a realization, that all imperfect life is undeserving of itself, and will only result in it's own, slow, painful, rotting death.
It is this being's mission to eradicate this threat.
He was cast out for his treason against the free peoples. Now, he seeks revenge, hatred taking over him. He escaped to Earth, where he enjoys himself as Public Enemy number One.

[C'mon, make a photo]
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown. Possibly mid 30s
Race: Human
Height: 5'10"
Build: Sturdy, yet capable of nimble and cunning movement.
Personality: Antisocial justice addict.
RP Genre: Adventure/Mystery/Noir

Little is known about The Mask. He strikes without much warning. He clearly does not do what he does for the glory, for he has never come forward. The criminals that he has caught and turned in have suffered severe assault and trauma. He appears to have a knack for violence. A real knack. From other heroes he has briefly worked with, they all say the same: He doesn't like people.

[AAARGH]
Gender: Not really anything, but we use he/him/his anyways.
Age: Nondescript
Race: Demon
Height: 6'5"
Build: Skinniest lil scarecrow you ever did see.
Personality: Shy, or chaotic as hell. Either one.
RP Genre: Adventure/Apocalypse/Horror/Romance
Once upon a time, Satan's demons took over the earth, plunging it into an apocalypse. Richten was a little fire demon, born into the body of the Thompson's field scarecrow. However, Richten didn't seem right. He never seemed to kill, or maim, or even curse a little. He just wandered around, looking at the trees and rocks and corpses. It turned out that Richten was broken, and he only really was "fixed" at blood moons (which occured a lot more often in these fallen times). His pumpkin-lantern face would snuff out, and smoke would billow from it, his features growing jagged and scary. Finally, for some strange reason, he would gain a country accent, and catch fire, and the transformation would be complete. Richten doesn't like it. He tries to hide, but the moon always follows him. Poor, innocent little thing.

[Do I even need to say it.]
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Human/Demon Host
Height: 5'11"
Build: Rather skimpy. Not too powerful at all.
Personality: Lonely, I'm mister Lonely, I got nobody, for my own...
RP Genre: Adventure/Fantasy/Horror/Romance
It was a dark and stormy night when he awoke. In the middle of a burning street, black ashes turning the wet ground to a thick choking mush. He remembers nothing. He doesn't remember his mother's weathered, smiling face. Or his strong brother. He only remembers being a monstrous titan of fire and bone. He fled, not knowing what else to do. Since then, he has somewhat gained a semblance of control. He can use the fire and bone to his will, but too much stress will trigger his transformation. He wanders the land, searching for a way, any way, to free him from his curse.

[Will she even fit in a photo?]
Gender: Female
Age: 146 in human years
Race: Dragon
Height: 18 feet tall, 35 feet long from snout to tail
Build: By dragon standards, rather attractive. Strong, as all dragons are.
RP Genre: Adventure/Fantasy/Romance

Deborah was never a special dragon. She was humble and homely. Until, one day, up strides a handsome male, who woos her easily, and leaves the morning after, never to be heard from. Almost a year later, three young wyrmlings are born. She does not care they are fatherless. She loves them with all her heart. Years pass. A war begins. They hide from the ash and smoke. Deborah awakens to find her children gone. She has searched ever since.