((how about a demon ... like the apocalypse was brought on by demons and you're one of the good ones... and yea just jump in))
((I hope I'm allowed!))
Lee stumbled out of the vast land of trees, his combat armor nearly orb to pieces. His chest oozed with a metallic red liquid, blood. He moaned and groaned as he fumbled through the foliage. He was a resident of the SS, Secret Society, and a soldier of the STCU or Specially Trained Combat Unit. Both acronyms were printed on the breast of his armor, that had been brutally slashed through. He was fresh out of the academy when he was called to duty. His mission was for he and his unit to launch an attack on Daemon territory, they utterly failed. They were ambushed by a Daemon patrol unit, with the Daemon's brutal strength and extreme dexterity, even with the STCU's expertise in combat, they lost. Only three men were alive out of the battle, barely able to escape. The three soldiers were Talon, Ray, and Lee, they were all new recruits coming from the academy. Talon bled to death, and Ray wandered off and was killed by a band of Half-Breeds. A vicious cross between Daemon and human, absolute brutality is all they have to offer.
That brings us to the SS, or Secret Society. The SS is a Government facility deep underground which no one knows the location of. Lee was equipped with his dark grey battle armor and his dark grey helmet with a violet tinted visor, which was mostly cracked and shattered. With straining arms he tore his helmet from his head and threw it aside. He had lustrous hazel eyes and lush brown hair, oh so gingerly put up in the front. He had two pistols strapped to his thighs and a drained power sword on his back. He noticed the woman walking toward the forest, his eyes lightened as he realized he had reached some form of civilization. "Please miss!" He pleaded at her as she strolled her way toward the dense forest. "Can you please help me?" He dropped to his knees in exhaustion. "All I am in need of is food, drink, and some sort of medical attention." He groaned and he grazed his wounds with his fingers.
((I figured I would help with the storyline a bit.))
Lee stumbled out of the vast land of trees, his combat armor nearly orb to pieces. His chest oozed with a metallic red liquid, blood. He moaned and groaned as he fumbled through the foliage. He was a resident of the SS, Secret Society, and a soldier of the STCU or Specially Trained Combat Unit. Both acronyms were printed on the breast of his armor, that had been brutally slashed through. He was fresh out of the academy when he was called to duty. His mission was for he and his unit to launch an attack on Daemon territory, they utterly failed. They were ambushed by a Daemon patrol unit, with the Daemon's brutal strength and extreme dexterity, even with the STCU's expertise in combat, they lost. Only three men were alive out of the battle, barely able to escape. The three soldiers were Talon, Ray, and Lee, they were all new recruits coming from the academy. Talon bled to death, and Ray wandered off and was killed by a band of Half-Breeds. A vicious cross between Daemon and human, absolute brutality is all they have to offer.
That brings us to the SS, or Secret Society. The SS is a Government facility deep underground which no one knows the location of. Lee was equipped with his dark grey battle armor and his dark grey helmet with a violet tinted visor, which was mostly cracked and shattered. With straining arms he tore his helmet from his head and threw it aside. He had lustrous hazel eyes and lush brown hair, oh so gingerly put up in the front. He had two pistols strapped to his thighs and a drained power sword on his back. He noticed the woman walking toward the forest, his eyes lightened as he realized he had reached some form of civilization. "Please miss!" He pleaded at her as she strolled her way toward the dense forest. "Can you please help me?" He dropped to his knees in exhaustion. "All I am in need of is food, drink, and some sort of medical attention." He groaned and he grazed his wounds with his fingers.
((I figured I would help with the storyline a bit.))
((Ivy I suggest you look over your posts. Most of it makes no sense and I don't know how to respond half of the time, please look over it and attempt at trying to structure it a bit better. Sorry! I think I speak for everyone! 
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(( let me get this straight. She is a Daemon that has turned good, and she is the Daughter of Discord?))
((Hey, in another RP I know I criticized the way you structured your posts, grammar and spelling wise, the offer is still open for you to PM and I could help you, or possibly start a PM RP?))
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