Obey Me! - Brainstorming

Welp, at the influence of my longtime friend I've picked up another mobile game called "Obey Me!" It's literally about a human going into the demon realm, called the "Devildom", to become an exchange student in a school. Oh, and there's hot demon anime boys. My friend is like, super obsessed with this game and I'm trying to ride the coattails of this enthusiasm so I can enjoy writing and roleplaying again, too.

So far I have an A/U plot, and have made up some OC's. Lol.

Full Name: Nathaniel Mikhael Clark

Age: 23

Personality: Generally distrustful of strangers at first, Nathaniel needs time to warm up to new people. He has a habit of analyzing others to figure out their true intentions. He has a strong moral compass and is not easily pressured. A sociable man, but feels uncomfortable in large groups as he finds them exhausting; this is likely caused by the landslide of interviews and meetings his job requires him to attend.

Looks: Dark hair / hazel-green eyes

Bio: Nathaniel has harbored deep resentment towards demons and their realm since as long as he could remember. His mother died giving birth to his younger sibling, and his father died in the line of duty. As a result, him and his younger sibling was raised by his aunt and uncle in a devout religious household. He is a descendant of the holy crusader Mikhael.

Extra: 
As a professional athlete and part-time model, he may seem like a cold person, but that's just how he feels about the industry.

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Full Name: Matilda Luna Leonhart

Age: 

Personality: A studious perfectionist. 

Looks: Dark brown hair

Bio: 

Extra: 

Outlaw

The eldest of four siblings. On the surface, she is easygoing, competent, and extremely personable – all traits valued and expected from a (minor) noble family's daughter. Under the shrouded cover of darkness, however, lies a completely different story.

She had turned to thievery when she was only 7 years old. Summer, at an old family friend's house. That family, she recalled, was countless times wealthier than her own. It had been a simple jeweled necklace, plated in gold, hanging carelessly off the edge of a smooth wooden table.

It was then and there that she realized that there would be no repercussions, no slap on the wrist from the heavens, for her misdeeds - and that further added to the fuel of her addiction.

Soon... whenever the stress ... would arise, she found herself donning the familiar innocuous hooded outfit to traipse through the night...