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    for the kids who go bump in
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    table of contents;

    01. brochure.
    02. premise & links.
    03. rules & character sheet.
    04. dormitories.

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    WOLLSTONECRAFT
    ACADEMY.
    In Our Lady Wollstonecraft Academy, we encourage students to embrace their identity as mythological, extramundane and otherwise supernaturally gifted. Founded in โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ by โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ, our prestigious academy offers a rigorous college preparatory education and curriculum, an effervescent and encouraging academic community, a wide variety of extracurricular activities including the arts, our awards winning sports programs, student government, and cosmological and entropical exploration, to encourage the development of well rounded and healthy student lives. Our students are invited to take advantage of all these resources with the guidance of our distinguished faculty, and become part of Wollstonecraftโ€™s long, proud history of helping the unusual, otherworldly and unorthodox to find their place in the world.
    Generations of legends have slithered, soared, prowled, oozed, and marched through the campus. With superlative experts leading the fields of Astral Projection, Cult Leadership, Demonology, Cryptozoology and Business, Wollstonecraft academic offerings are unrivaled: Over 600 courses in 78 subject areas, and with a student to teacher ratio as small as 8:1, the opportunity to explore the extranatural world in small classes with support from the adults in the community will not be missed.
    Boarding residences are centrally located on our campus, close to classroom buildings, the dining halls, and other amenities such as a beautiful natural park with hiking trails, streams and lake, three pools, multiple athletic fields, and a half priced movie theater!
    We have four beautiful and historical dormitories, each with its share of secret passageways, hidden crypts, and deadly traps to encourage our studentsโ€™ natural sense of curiosity, as well as fully modernized plumbing, heating, cooling, and wifi.
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align-items: center; justify-content: space-between;"] [div class=imgHome][/div] [div class=textHome] DRAG YOUR CITIES TO THE SEA. [/div] [/div] [div class="content content01"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]DOSSIER.[/div] [div class=imgSmallContainer] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/K5pbWMM/cienfuegos5.png');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/Xb8cc58/cienfuegos11.png');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/5Y4FX5d/cienfuegos4.png');"][/div] [/div] [div class=tag]name[/div] Juandalynn Ana Rivera-Carvajal
[div class=tag]nickname[/div] She only answers to Jude.
[div class=tag]age[/div] 17 years old.
[div class=tag]gender[/div] Demigirl. She/her and they/them pronouns.
[div class=tag]sexuality[/div] Pansexual.
[div class=tag]date of birth[/div] August 2nd.
[div class=tag]zodiac[/div] Leo.
[div class=tag]place of birth[/div] Somewhere in the volcanoes of Chile.
[div class=tag]race/ethnicity[/div] Half Cuban, half Chilean.
[div class=tag]theme song[/div]Vincent - Car Seat Headrest [/div] [/div] [div class="content content02"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]VISAGE.[/div] [div class=imgSmallContainer] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/8d/db/96/8ddb96a9c2e71edf0279d6ff25e87572.jpg');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/ZVYjy1k/cienfuegos9.png');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3a/00/b9/3a00b9271a5ffe5849b52ccf3618368a.jpg');"][/div] [/div] [div class=tag]hair[/div] A mass of angry ginger curls, reaching halfway down her back. She leaves her hair be, as its basically impossible to tame.
[div class=tag]eyes[/div] Dark brown and beady.
[div class=tag]skin[/div] Golden tan, heavily freckled, and seemingly radiating warmth at all times.
[div class=tag]height[/div] 5'5".
[div class=tag]weight[/div] 396 lbs. She doesn't look her weight; its mainly because of her body's physiology.
[div class=tag]distinguishing features[/div] Scarred knuckles and knees, and her murderous glare.
[div class=tag]wardrobe[/div] The embodiment of "punk's not dead" through and through, Jude loves the rock and roll look, and D.I.Y'ing her clothes. Style is heavily influenced by punk rock culture, but she keeps it a bit more comfortable. Take a peek.
[div class=tag]face claim[/div] Sonny Turner.
[/div] [/div] [div class="content content03"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]PERSONA.[/div] [div class=imgSmallContainer] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/vdHgM8H/cienfuegos3.png'); background-position: 30% 50%;"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/QNPZcy4/cienfuegos10.png'); background-position: 30% 50%;"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/TgPKNkw/cienfuegos1.png'); background-position: 30% 50%;"][/div] [/div] [div class=tag]personality[/div] Jude has always been a punk little shit. Ever since she immigrated to America, the minute she witnessed punk rock culture, that was it. It was exactly where she felt like she belonged. From the D.I.Y clothes, to the music, to the spunky personality, she's no stranger to a moshpit and is quite the spitfire. Jude has deep seated anger issues are hard to control, stemming from the passing of her mother, and the utterly awful feeling of never fitting in. It's a miracle she hasn't been expelled from the academy by now. Jude is notorious at school for being easy to set off. She's the kind of gal that starts and finishes fights, and will be damned if anybody ever gets in her way. Sure, Jude's not incapable of being decent. She can hang and be casual when she wants, but her emotions are often overwhelming, and most of the student body thinks her too intense and intimidating. Nonetheless, she has her little posse of other school ne'er-do-wells, and there's always at least one video circulating of her kicking someone's teeth in.
[div class=tag]alignment[/div] Chaotic neutral (leaning chaotic good).
[div class=tag]positives[/div] Loyal, headstrong, doesn't care much about people's opinions of her, confident, stands up for others.
[div class=tag]negatives[/div] Quick to anger, head in the clouds, unfocused, prefers to have a good time, impulsive, once challenged to something she doesn't back down, confrontational as hell.
[div class=tag]likes[/div] Super spicy food, collecting cassettes and vinyls of her favorite bands, sleeping in late, warm weather, Spanish novelas, parties, drinking, writing her own music, maybe a tiny bit of arson.
[div class=tag]dislikes[/div] Thick heavy sweaters, sugary soda, judgmental people, country music, being talked down to, bigots and bullies.
[div class=tag]fears[/div] People getting tired of her.
[div class=tag]ailments[/div] Jude is dangerously teetering into addiction territory when it comes to two things. One: she loves drinking, smoking cigarettes or weed, and the euphoria of partying. Two: Jude loves fights. The adrenaline rush of it all, the deeply satisfying burn of anger and hurting, and winning. She's a ticking time bomb.
[/div] [/div] [div class="content content04"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]SPECIES.[/div] [div class=imgSmallContainer] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/f2hK6G7/cienfuegos12.png');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/Mhkc1fn/cienfuegos2.png');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/36/7c/b8/367cb8f03f1a1528511bde5bda521d1d.jpg');"][/div] [/div] [div class=tag]species[/div] Jude is a Cherufe, an evil "man-eating" creature said to be made of rock and magma, and who inhabit magma pools in the volcanoes of Chile, and are the supposed cause of volcanic eruptions and earthquakes. Rumor has it, the Cherufe's appetite for flesh was only satisfied by a virginal human sacrifice, thrown into the depths of their volcanoes, and some ideas described them as reptilian humanoids. In reality, Jude was created, or "birthed", in a volcano, deep in the magma of her mother's country, but not really man-eating or the cause of earthquakes. Jude is most definitely humanoid, but blurs the edges on being able to pass as a human. Her core is fire and lava, and gives her the power to create and control fire at will. It manifests both outwardly from her body (such as a flame in her hand, breathing out fire, etc.), and also physically in her appearance when in full use. It doesn't happen every time, but a notable feat is Jude's hair appearing to be on fire, and her skin is constantly almost searing hot to the touch. Jude's appearance can veer into uncanny valley territory; while her normal appearance seems human, she can shift into a magma rock-like form. Her skin hardens and develops cracks, the rocks prominent, the magma inside can begin to pour out if she lets it, and it's one hell of an otherworldly look.
[div class=tag]rules of species[/div] Jude is really susceptible to the cold, despite her tough thick exterior. If her body's temperature drops too low, she exhales smoke and soot like a chimney. If you throw her into cold water, she'll fizzle out and could actually die from being too cold.
[div class=tag]extra[/div] The "man-eating" aspect of Cherufe's isn't exactly wrong. Jude regularly eats raw meat, and she knows there's some of her kind that do eat people. Living around people for so long has stamped out her appetite for people though.
[/div] [/div] [div class="content content05"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]HISTORY.[/div] [div class=imgSmallContainer] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/dc/df/93/dcdf93a67f9f8bfc0f8830a9e3423e04.jpg'); background-position: 50% 50%;"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/7d/06/65/7d0665b43dd907755977f48cf3d5608a.jpg'); background-position: 50% 50%;"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/sb02sS6/cienfuegos6.png'); background-position: 50% 50%;"][/div] [/div] [div class=tag]backstory[/div] A product of mother nature, Jude has no true familial birth, and therefore has no true biological parents. But, the woman she considered her mother was the one who dragged her out of the molten lava, in the boiling depths of the volcanoes of Chile. Carved by the gods out of volcanic rock and magma, the ash and fire turned to strands of thick hair eventually, and the jagged rock was shaped into brown skin, and thus became Jude. Her mother named her Juandalynn, but when she had gone to live her life with her father in America, the frustration of people not learning to pronounce her name birthed her preferred name, Jude.

The story of her parents was as such; a Cuban volcanologist, photographing and studying volcanic activity in Chile, happened to stumble upon and photograph local cherufes. The man was fascinated by the creatures who would very rarely pull themselves out of the magma pools and volcanoes, unsure of what he was seeing, and was approached by Jude's mother. The two were enamored by each other, a kind of naive and infatuated love, and when Jude was birthed from the lava, her father made frequent trips out to Chile to visit the two. Eventually, though, the unfortunate romance between her parents was cut off, as her father's visits to the tiny region where her mother lived were a subject of interest to the locals. Her mother was hunted and killed when Jude was approximately 14 years old. And so, her father took her with him, and Jude continued the rest of her life in America.

While her father was Cuban, because of his scientific work, he lived and raised Jude in varying cities across the US. Jude was unable to live in colder weather conditions, unfortunately. At first, they had gone to New York City, but the winters left Jude exhaling pillars of smoke and soot as her fiery core smoldered out slowly, and it was harder and harder to find her a warm place to live. After a year and a half of frustration, culture shock and Jude's stubbornness to change, they subsequently moved out more west. They tried living in California, upon the west coast, but Jude couldn't enjoy the beaches and too-perfect weather. Being so close to water at all times scared her. Eventually, they landed in a sun-bleached desert town in the boons of Arizona. Jude's childhood was somewhat rough - she had the appearance of a young teenager, but had to go through the trouble of learning as much as she could of information from pre-k to high school. English came somewhat easy, growing up in an English speaking environment, but Jude's Spanish is extremely fluent.
The girl faced identity issues for much of her youth in America, not only with the knowledge of being so inherently different, but because Americans made everything so damn complicated. She considers herself half-Chilean and half-Cuban purely because of her parents. She also faces problems with anxiety and paranoia, caused after witnessing the death of her mother. The deep-seated issues of fear because of her mom manifested into anger issues, and so Jude struggled a lot as she managed through a couple of years of American middle and high school. Being a cherufe didn't make her life any easier either. Emotional flare-ups came with burnt school desks, piles of ash that were once homework and notes, and on one awful occasion, the west wing of a school being reduced to blackened soot. Teenage angst mixed with fire equaled a sucky youth.

Jude's relationship with her father was strained, but not entirely unhealthy. She just wished he had been around longer. Sadly enough, her lifespan is longer than normal humans, and the devastation of her mother's death was then added on with her father's death. He had always been caring and protective, but she could see how she wore him down over the years. Raising a kid wasn't easy, but raising what was essentially a fiery lava entity in the form of a teenage girl was something else entirely. At first, Jude had blamed him for her mom's death, but his love and genuine care for her soon changed her thoughts on the subject. She was somehow both very dependent on him, and completely independent and wanted to be her own person. Without him, Jude would have either stayed to live in the magma pools with the rest of her kind, and eventually been hunted. But, she wanted to be her own person and didn't like the idea of relying on one person so much in her life. Because of this, Jude went through her 'emo' phase, and that eventually turned into the grunge-y hybrid that she is now. Her father kept them afloat through teaching; he had abandoned his career as a volcanologist, and instead taught college classes about environmental science and similar subjects.

When her father died was when Jude felt true devastation for the second time in her life. She felt as if she was withering, the fire inside being stamped and smoldered out, anger and anguish being exhaled along with soot as she sat crying in her burning home. When Jude came to, she laid under blackened wooden beams and debris, calm and burnt out. She knew she had to return home. By the time the firefighters got to the house, she had used whatever money her father left for her to book a flight to South America. Despair boiled in her gut as the girl made the trek into the mountains for the first time in decades. Jude thought of her mother, and every barefoot step left the ground charred. When she reached the summit of the volcano, her clothes slowly flittered away into ash from the pure heat, and she flung herself into the mouth of the Earth. The heat was comforting, and her kind greeted her eagerly, but Jude truly felt lost in that moment. When she surfaced from a magma pool, a slightly burnt brochure for Wollstonecraft Academy lay on the black rock nearby.

Now, for the last three and a half years, Jude has resided at Wollstonecraft but continues to isolate herself for the most part because of her anger issues and volatile powers. On-campus therapy sessions and her own drive prove that Jude is trying to best to make a good life for themself, but it's proven difficult due to trauma and general social anxiety. She actively enjoys alternative rock music, something she picked up while living in the States, and is very into the punk scene and older music. She has taken up learning the bass guitar, and tries to write songs for a band she hopes to create one day. Music is what she uses to cope, most of the time, but the girl also enjoys movies, literature discovered through her ELA courses, and is currently trying her hand at sports. She enjoys playing soccer casually, but couldn't make it on the team due to her aggressiveness when it came to competition.

[div class=tag]relationships[/div] With her parents dead, and no other family that she has connections with, Jude has nothing holding her back.
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[/div] [/div] [div class="content content01"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]DOSSIER.[/div] [div class=imgSmallContainer] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c7/6d/32/c76d32b4ae888ef7acbe7421e9ad1b3e.jpg');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/5TP4kgx/ezgif-com-gif-maker.gif');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/51/37/b2/5137b2c627585ed4e8f6649bea5d6224.jpg');"][/div] [/div] [div class=tag]name[/div] Augustus Antonovich Andronikov.
[div class=tag]nicknames[/div] Some close friends call him August, though he doesn't care for that nickname much. Often dubs himself Triple A.
[div class=tag]age[/div] Augustus is 126 years old, though has the mentality of an 18 year old.
[div class=tag]gender[/div] Cis male.
[div class=tag]sexuality[/div] Heteroflexible. Which means, he's questioning, though doesn't care for labels.
[div class=tag]date of birth[/div] February 1st, 1894.
[div class=tag]zodiac[/div] Aquarius.
[div class=tag]place of birth[/div] St. Petersburg, Russia.
[div class=tag]race/ethnicity[/div] Russian and Filipino.
[div class=tag]theme song[/div] New Person, Same Old Mistakes - Tame Impala [/div] [/div] [div class="content content02"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]VISAGE.[/div] [div class=imgSmallContainer] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/4gcGv0z/augustuscs1.jpg');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.ibb.co/QkWqmZz/ezgif-com-gif-maker-3.gif');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/98/7d/92/987d928942e3a27b2c55c0e8d6f4a5b7.jpg');"][/div] [/div] [div class=tag]hair[/div] Black and loosely curly. He keeps it a bit longer.
[div class=tag]eyes[/div] Light brown, almost amber if you squint.
[div class=tag]skin[/div] He's olive toned tan and quite freckled; not what you'd expect from a vampire.
[div class=tag]height[/div] 6'2".
[div class=tag]weight[/div] 153 lbs.
[div class=tag]body build[/div] Built like a damn brick house, Augustus is broad shouldered, with lots of muscle, and obviously keeps in shape.
[div class=tag]distinguishing features[/div] Not so subtle fangs, a scar on his upper lip, and his roguish grin.
[div class=tag]wardrobe[/div] His wardrobe reflects his rich upbringing well. Augustus is stylish and sleek, all dark colors and smooth, crisp fabrics. Outside of the school uniform, he regularly wears dress shirts, slacks, nice shoes, and a damn expensive watch.
[div class=tag]face claim[/div] Bob Morley.
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[div class=tag]alignment[/div] Chaotic neutral/chaotic evil perhaps.
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[div class=tag]rules of species[/div] The fate of his family lineage was etched in stone for as long as Augustus could remember. He was not born a wurdulac, despite his father's state of being, but turned by him once Augustus was deemed of age. His mother was turned as well. Now, the boy is technically immortal, and his life as a vampire is pretty similar to what the movies and media say. His senses are much more keen and alert than they used to, he can run unnaturally fast, has superhuman strength. Sunlight isn't as bad as you'd think, though. Augustus technically could die from exposure to sunlight-- if left out for hours. But, a brisk walk through sunlight wearing his usual amount of clothes only stings, a bit like holding your hand right over a flame. And yes, Augustus drinks human blood. Mainly from bloodbags. He can enjoy human food, and regularly does, but it does nothing for him nutritionally.
[div class=tag]extra[/div] Eating garlic isn't deadly, but it causes something similar to an anaphylactic allergic reaction if its a lot.
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[/div] [/div] [div class="content content01"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]DOSSIER.[/div] [div class=imgSmallContainer] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c3/0a/d9/c30ad945de3259ed9436470ba49ffa8b.jpg');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f3/3c/6c/f33c6c33059bf06c940482261cb6a60a.jpg');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/06/bf/89/06bf8906aaadefcc4744aec4054f1962.jpg');"][/div] [/div] [div class=tag]name[/div] Olivine Feliciano.
[div class=tag]nickname[/div] Goes by Olly with literally everybody.
[div class=tag]age[/div] Eternally 17, but actually 57.
[div class=tag]gender[/div] Cis female.
[div class=tag]sexuality[/div] Bisexual.
[div class=tag]date of birth[/div] May 22nd, 1963.
[div class=tag]zodiac[/div] Gemini.
[div class=tag]place of birth[/div] The Bronx, New York City, USA.
[div class=tag]race/ethnicity[/div] Puerto Rican and Irish.
[div class=tag]theme song[/div] Be My Baby - The Ronettes [/div] [/div] [div class="content content02"] [div class=scroll] [div class=title]VISAGE.[/div] [div class=imgSmallContainer] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d9/b4/8b/d9b48b629fe4942aa9552f08592631cf.jpg');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/84/b6/ee/84b6ee48d0954e7f0b0c998c24e807b7.jpg');"][/div] [div class=imgSmall style="background-image: url('https://i.pinimg.com/564x/0d/28/71/0d2871fc64bf1a81d8b7624f676be3d6.jpg');"][/div] [/div] [div class=tag]hair[/div] Long and bunny brown, with cute side bangs, ending at the small of her back. She styles her hair often.
[div class=tag]eyes[/div] Hazel green-brown.
[div class=tag]skin[/div] Tinted blue-green and unmistakably dead. While she still has her beauty marks, her skin is clammy-looking and often seems pallid. Olly regularly wears makeup to brighten up her appearance.
[div class=tag]height[/div] 5'8".
[div class=tag]body type[/div] With a slim figure, some curves, and legs for days, even now it's easy to tell how Olly was a popular actress and model.
[div class=tag]distinguishing features[/div] Large scars and stitches can be seen over her body. Most notably, a scar on her left cheek, right under her cheekbone. All of her limbs have stitches at the joints, making it obvious that she was stitched together.
[div class=tag]wardrobe[/div] A true 70's queen, Olly's sense of style is vintage, but works so well with her entire ensemble. More often than not, she wears colorful blouses, bell bottom jeans, platform heels, large earrings, and accessorizes like a fiend.
[div class=tag]face claim[/div] Christina Nadin.
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[div class=tag]alignment[/div] True Neutral/Neutral Good leaning.
[div class=tag]positives[/div] Optimistic, humorous, friend-to-all, caring, genuine.
[div class=tag]negatives[/div] Closed off, flighty, impulsive, a huge gossip, unorganized.
[div class=tag]likes[/div] Sweet candies, acting, rootbeer floats, fashion, "old" music, collecting magazines, dancing.
[div class=tag]dislikes[/div] Quiet moments, strong liquor, confrontation, super spicy foods, coffee.
[div class=tag]fears[/div] It's a small worry at the back of her head that she never can forget about: whether or not she killed the man who did this to her.
[div class=tag]ailments[/div] PTSD and depression. Olly obviously went through major trauma, and while she's had lots of time to cope, it's still something she has a hard time thinking about without liquor in her system. She hasn't dealt with it properly, and doubts she ever really can get closure, leading to her having a difficult time with depression. It's something Olly doesn't talk about with even her closest friends.
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[div class=tag]rules of species[/div] Olly is technically immortal; the best wording for her state of living is that she's really durable, and really hard to kill. She can survive things like stab wounds, blunt force trauma, strangulation, but if you cut off her head, she'll actually die. Her body is stitched back together and reanimated, which means she doesn't have as much feeling in her limbs or body as she used to. If she really wanted to, Olly could pop off her other limbs, like doll parts. But, it'll hurt a bit, and her body takes a long time to heal.
[div class=tag]extra[/div] Her hair and nails still grow.
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The bold words of the brightly colored magazine are printed out under a picture of Olivine. The picture of the girl is striking - at first glance, her face is easy on the eyes, soft curves and long eyelashes, with wispy brown hair that flutter over her shoulders in an up-close headshot. But with the slightly saturated colors, the harsh eyeliner on her lids and thick makeup on her lashes, the triangular 'hoop' earrings, all tying in to focus on her hazel eyes, it was a mesmerizing photo. A flower in bloom, girl almighty, Olivine is a newly thriving model-turned-actress in 1978, New York City.

After recruitment from her agent, Olly has become the headlining model of major magazines alongside women like Iman, Jerry Hall, and Beverly Johnson. She is young and seventeen, unafraid to flaunt her beauty and model for fashion magazines and makeup companies. Her mother is unsure whether or not she's comfortable with Olly's new career, and sometimes begs the girl to return to school, but Olivine's checks were enough to pay for a house and groceries, and have enough afterwards to take her mother and sister out for lovely dinners and shopping sprees. Her younger sister is thirteen, and extremely jealous, but happy for her. Once Olly's modeling career began to take off, her mother was able to stop working for the first time in years. It is the best time of her life since her father was around. And it didn't stop there: hungry for fame, excited by the new opportunities presented to her, Olly pursued a career in acting.

The comparison of her life now and her childhood is stark. Her mother was a Puerto Rican immigrant, working herself to death to support Olly and her younger sister. They lived in a cramped studio apartment during the sixties, and her father there for only fleeting moments before erasing himself from the picture entirely. He worked as well, a gruff Irish man trying his best to be supportive, but ultimately decided he didn't want a family. Olivine remembers him as sweet at times, from the days of him returning home from work to give the sister's candy and greet their mother kindly. He once sat her down and told her about how he chose her name - Olivine was a part of the gemstone Peridot, which he found out while looking for jewelry to buy for her mother. Her last name, however, is her mother's maiden name. Her parents never actually married. Sadly, the memories of dragging her sister out to the park while their parents yelling and fighting shook the walls of their studio apartment left Olly feeling bitter whenever she thought of her dad. At this point in her life, they have not spoken for almost 8 years.

The life of fame is as glamorous as she had imagined. The photoshoots, the publicity, and her vanity were vices. She loved the sight of a closet full of clothes, saved every new magazine she debuted in, and wore the latest fashion as paparazzi flooded her on the streets. As she became more and more popular, it was all a whirlwind that would soon crash down upon her. Olly is quick to try to get on people's good side, and it worked out as well as it could. She became kind of a pushover, only doing what people told her, because she believed it would get her ahead in the long run. I dropped out of school for this. If I can make money off of being pretty, then why not? By this time, Olly had popular roles in two prominent movies, which would be the biggest moments of her career. A popular slasher horror flick, and a romantic comedy.

On July 10th, 1978, Olivine Feliciano is laying dead on the floor of a Manhattan party in her agent's penthouse suite

Her agent, a lovely man named Michael, is not only her agent but one of her closest friends as Olly continues her career. He offers Olly as much guidance as he can, though takes advantage of how naive she can be in this world. Olly's partying habits get out of hand. Drugs were popular, and she did her best to keep her nose clean. But as she laid on the tile floor, a white streak of heroin- that wasn't cocaine?- and blood trailing out of her nose, Olly couldn't think of much else except for her mother's face. Screams, shrieks, and gasps fill the air as the crowd of partiers stare at her body on the floor. Before anyone calls the police, a well dressed man picks her up and tells the crowd he will carry her out. He says he will take her to the hospital. A week later, the news cries out about a model gone missing, presumably dead.

"Dead bodies are a fickle thing, you know. So lucky I got to you before anything bad happened." Olly hears through the heavy fog in her brain. She lays on an operating table in a dark room. Sight has not come back to her yet, but she can vaguely hear, and she can think a few words at a time. She remembers death. The girl is so confused, and soon, deeply afraid as she tries to move. Her body is heavy and alien to her. The man's voice is deep and has a slight upturn to it. He gets angry when she tries to move again, and soon, she is asleep.

"Try to sit up." He does not let her see his face. Olly does not know how to move her body anymore. It is difficult and heavy, her limbs don't respond how they used to. When she looks at herself, her skin is clammy and a mottled color, and surgical stitches that are already beginning to heal mark many of her joints. She pulls herself up, agonizingly slow, barely able to think or comprehend what is happening. Over the span of a few weeks, she learns how to walk again. The man is terrifying in every sense - she only knows the feeling of rough hands guiding her steps, his voice of restrained calm, and glimpses of gloved hands and dark clothes. He is a faceless, looming presence. Olivine wishes she would've stayed dead.

(tw: attempted suicide)
"If it weren't for me, you would just be another coked up model, dead and forgettable. I am your maker. Your beauty is immortal." Olly stands over the man's body, leaving him broken and bleeding profusely. Olivine is an undead has-been model who had been stitched together again and resurrected by a monster of a man at an unimportant party. Wrong place, wrong time. Olly finds her clothes, even her designer purse in the house she was stuck in. She does not know what to do with herself - could she even die again? The dread of what she is fills her to the brim as she escapes the man's maniacal wrath, and soon finds herself wandering the streets of an unfamiliar city. It has been approximately two years since her death. It is 1980, and Olivine flings herself off of a building in the dead of night, walking with feet that are not hers and dead skin and a still heart. When Olly hits the ground, yeah, it fucking hurts. She can still feel stuff, that's for sure. But, she cannot die, as much as she's tried. Olly gets to her feet, her ankle twisted and grossly bent. She picks up her purse from the ground, and a brochure for Wollstonecraft sticks out of it.

Brochures for Wollstonecraft came and went for the next few years of Olly's life. She found that she didn't age anymore, and she couldn't die. There was nothing left to do but live. It wasn't until the early 90's that Olly made the decision to attend and not feel aimless in her life anymore. Now, she is well integrated into the school, and found a purpose in finishing her education and obsesses over living. She is a kind person to everyone she meets, though is kind of airheaded, and still a bit of a pushover because of her people-pleasing habits from her modeling days. The girl enjoys spending time in the school's fashion club, has gotten into volleyball, and lately is trying to casually model again. She is secretly happy when people recognize her.

[div class=tag]relationships[/div] Ruby Feliciano -- Olly's little sister, who's now 53 years old. Their relationship is...strained, especially after her mother's passing in the early 2000's. Olly knows that it hurts for her sister to see her, with the way that she is now, but she couldn't bear to live the rest of her life without telling Ruby she was alive. Even now, seeing her with wrinkles and greying hair, Olly still loves and cares deeply for her little sister.
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Full Name: Fleur
Nicknames: None
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Date of Birth: March 20th
Zodiac: Pieces
Place of Birth: Wollstonecraft Academy
Race/Ethnicity: Dryad

[div class=header]โ€” appearance;
Fleur is a picture of grace and delicate beauty, due to her lithe figure and soft facial features. Her eyes are a deep, earthy brown similar to the color of rich soil. Their doe-like appearance and long, fluttering lashes gives her a certain look of innocence and naivety. Her hair is a mess of wild, baby soft curls that she prefers to wear freely. Oftentimes the adorns it with various flowers and little trinkets. Her skin is blemish free and the same shade of brown as the oak tree she emerged from. Overall Fleur is not that intimidating in stature, as she only stands at a measly 5โ€™2โ€. [/div][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContentPersona" style="display: none;"][div class=tabinfo]
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Personality: Fleuris the picture of innocence with her doe eyes and soft facial features. Sheโ€™s a soft-spoken creature who adores nature. Fleur Can be described as shy. During her many years on campus she preferred to distance herself from others, only allowing a few to see or interact with her. Only recently had she decided to show herself and interact with students. Despite her timidity Fleur is a curious little thing. She likes to sit and observe animals and other supernaturals. She can be described as carefree and wild. She likes to enjoy her day by her days frolicking and sunbathing in flower fields. Fleur often spends time doing whatever she pleases and just enjoying her life.

Fleur is playful towards her fellow forest dwellers and others who are close to her. She has a love for making up games or playing old ones. Singing is in her blood as well as dancing. Fleur often wanders through her forest, her sweet voice attracting those around and causing her to become somewhat of a legend in their eyes until she revealed herself. Sheโ€™s a sensitive girl who isnโ€™t good at hiding her feelings. She doesnโ€™t like lying or being lied to. Despite her kindness Fleur can hold a grudge for a very long time. Her ire is something that takes a while to ignite but when it does things end badly for the one who provoked her. Fleur is highly protective of the forest she dwells in and wonโ€™t hesitate to attack those who harm or disrespect it.

Alignment: Neutral Good
Positive Traits: Compassionate, Protective, Helpful, Nurturing, Mysterious, Playful, Whimsical, Honest, Generous
Negative Traits: Sensitive, Grudge holder, Introverted, Scatterbrained, Emotional, Indecisive, Lazy

Likes: Nature, Animals, Soft fabrics, Dancing, Music, Sweets, Flower jewelry, Singing
Dislikes: Animal Cruelty, Unnecessary Violence, Confinement, Pollution

Fears: The forest dying
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=header]โ€” Species;
Explanation: Dryad - Fleur is a Dryad, a type of nymph that inhabits Oak trees. As a Dryad Fleur has a special connection to nature. She can speak to it both without the need for words as she is one with it. The breeze speaks to her as does the flowers and trees, carrying secrets and providing images of events of the past and present. It follows her often, surrounding her and playing with her like a giddy child or a long time friend. She can manipulate the forest around her, coaxing it to do as she commands. Flowers bloom where she walks. The same goes for the animals within, while harder to command she understands them and they often listen to her.
Rules of Species: Fleur is tied to her oak tree, meaning that if her tree dies then so does she.
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Echo
"if we get caught, here's the story..."
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[div class=tag]name.
echo
[div class=tag]nicknames.
n/a
[div class=tag]age.[/div] 17 in human years; probably 59 in wisp years
[div class=tag]gender.[/div] identifies as male; he/him/his pronouns
[div class=tag]sexuality.[/div] bisexual
[div class=tag]d.o.b.[/div] approximately july 30th
[div class=tag]zodiac.[/div] leo
[div class=tag]p.o.b.[/div] bonny glen wood, donegal
[div class=tag]race/ethnicity.[/div] will-o'-the-wisp; irish [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents02"]
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[div class=tag]hair.
echo's hair can be described as soft, lush, and silvery. he keeps it messily styled in a side parted pompadour, but is often too lazy to gel it, so his hair looks a little tousled. when he "flares up" his hair shifts into the likeness of a strong flame that can't be extinguished, swaying upwards and dancing as a gleaming light would (it doesn't hurt if someone were to run their hand through it, but people usually don't believe him when he says that)
[div class=tag]eyes.
icy blue, like frost on glass
[div class=tag]skin.[/div] echo's normal form has a pale complexion with a bluish tint. his skin is cool to the touch and his body always emits a faint cerulean glowโ€”even when he's sleeping. at will, such luminescence can turn bright and intense for as long as two hours, but this can be temporarily spurred by emotions as well; when he's excited, angry, embarrassed, or startled. his human form looks the same, except has rounded ears, his skin no longer glows and becomes rosier in color
[div class=tag]height.[/div] 5'3" / 160 cm
[div class=tag]weight.[/div] 125 lbs / 56 kg
[div class=tag]build.[/div] contrary to his height, his physique is quite wiry and thin
[div class=tag]dist. features.[/div] like all wisps, echo possesses pointed ears and lacks blood. he has a lopsided smile and there are few freckles on the right side of his jaw and neck
[div class=tag]wardrobe.[/div] echo likes to wear casual, dark clothes and ultimately prefers comfort over fashion. take a look here
[div class=tag]face claim.[/div] lucky blue smith [/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents03"]
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[div class=tag]personality.
Echo is a trickster. He loves pulling pranks on people for the sake of his amusement and lives as a carefree individual who seeks self-fulfillment above all else. His pursuit of pleasure and freedom typically doesnโ€™t involve helping those in need unless it serves his own interests, so he can come across as selfish. Echo is aware of who he is as a person and will admit to his faultsโ€”albeit in a way that suggests he doesnโ€™t care enough to changeโ€”but he has quite the silver tongue.

He carries a sociable, humorous air around him that draws people in. However, heโ€™s more like a minor nuisance, or rather a child at heart, with very few outstanding qualities. Love him or hate him, thereโ€™s never a dull moment when Echo is around. He can tell a good lie and then some to get himself out of trouble, but people tend to be surprised when he tells the truth. That being said, Echo probably shouldnโ€™t be relied on for a lot of things; heโ€™s flighty and could easily change his mind about one thing to suit another. Still, that means he likes to try new things and dares to be different without regard of what people think of him.

He may seem simpleminded and clueless on the surface, but he is actually very intelligent. Many times heโ€™d been underestimated then proved how clever he was by thinking outside of the box to solve a problem. That goes the same for his artistic eye. As much as he likes to think he can be independent, he craves the presence of others. The company he keeps may not know it, but it shows in his unwillingness to stay alone for extended periods of time.
[div class=tag]alignment.
chaotic neutral
[div class=tag]virtues.[/div] charismatic, open-minded, works well under pressure, resourceful, daring, comical
[div class=tag]vices.[/div] gluttonous, childish, unreliable, mischievous, has zero impulse control, deceitful
[div class=tag]likes.[/div] photography, messing with people, fruit, animals, 2000s music, unhealthy foods, memes, proving others wrong
[div class=tag]dislikes.[/div] boredom, strict rules, artificial plants, staying indoors for too long, mayonnaise, slugs, mint chocolate, the concept of destiny
[div class=tag]habits.[/div] sitting from high places, levitating (except in mundane-occupied spaces), laughs at his own pain/jokes, constant snacking, listens to a different genre of music depending on his mood
[div class=tag]fears.[/div] isolation
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[div class=tag]explanation.
will-o'-the-wisps are tiny, flame-like balls of phosphorescence that drift along and mesmerize those who see them at night. they are a sentient phenomena, said to lure travelers off the beaten path towards fortune or disasterโ€”and there's still a grain of truth to that. while the speculation of a wisp's origin alter from region to region, they actually form due to residual magic in forests, hence a variation in their color
[div class=tag]rules of species.
they only appear as the small "ghost-light" that old tales describe when they're very young. as they age, wisps begin to grow bigger, solidify, and develop humanoid bodies, yet they still retain some of their ethereal characteristics. they do not need to eat or sleep to sustain themselves, and although some prefer to for pleasure, it doesn't affect their bodies and they can't get sick or carry transmissible diseases. wisps can be harmed but they heal faster than humans; a minor wound will heal overnight but severe wounds will take two to three days to fully recover. however, loss of appendages are permanent and they can only be killed by decapitation. they live up to 280 years old but when they die, they fade and disappear, leaving no trace of a body behind
[div class=tag]extra.[/div] adult wisps are still small compared to humans, reaching an average height of four to five feet (121 cm to 152 cm). each one is capable of levitation, "flaring up", seeing in the dark, and phasing through solid matter at will. like other wisps, echo can also shift his appearance to a human form to blend more easily in a mundane crowd. he can do this for about ten hours before he reverts back to his normal, glowing self. he absolutely hates being mistaken as a ghost
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[div class=tag]background.[/div] Echo remembers when he first formed. A nameless creature, he was alone and had no one to guide him as he floated through thickets as silent as could be. Perhaps it had been a few days until he saw something that was different from the wildlife he understood as part of his home: he saw humans. A group of them were gathered in the middle of a clearing and they surrounded a campfire. Startled at first, Echo went high to the tree branches and watched them eat, drink, and laugh with one another in a way that was so unfamiliar but inviting. He was in awe. He mimicked their words with the small voice he had, whispered them in fragments that felt exciting to say. Several hours passed well into the night, and the humans eventually extinguished their fire and resigned to their round shelters. Echo took the chance to inspect their strange belongingsโ€”as best as he could without hands he did not yet have.

But Echo heard one of the tents rustling open, so he quickly flitted away before he could be seen. He came across a young teenage boy not long after. He seemed to understand exactly what Echo was, smiled, and introduced himself as Cedar. At first, the teenage boy appeared to be human, but then his appearance shifted. He cast a violet glow from his skin that turned bright. His ears grew pointed and his hair danced like a flame. He was a wisp, tooโ€”a bigger version of Echo, but humanoid. Cedar had been scouting for newly formed wisps to lead back to his village where they could have a proper home. So Echo followed him to a big treehouse.

There were other wisps like him. It was a close-knit village full of friendly voices and faces. He was properly welcomed by the elder, who went by the name Whistle. His title as elder meant he carried leadership and taught the young wisps everything they ought to know in the world. With each passing day, Echo became more eloquent, inquisitive, and bold. His fast growth was normal, and after a monthโ€™s time, he was the size of a human child. The moniker ceremony was an important day and a long-standing tradition in wisp culture. Every young wisp that had grown their human form got to choose a name for themselves and celebrated their identity for the following week. He chose the name Echo.

He learned a lot under Whistleโ€™s tutelage, but he always wondered about the humans that occasionally walked below them. His curiosity wasn't satiated by the stories he was toldโ€”he wanted to learn first-hand like everything else. He started to sneak out of the treehouse to observe the human hikers and campers on his own. He picked up their habits and would then later trick and pilfer from them to bring back small souvenirs for his siblings to peruse through. It was more fun than the made-up games he would play to kill time. Though Whistle reprimanded such reckless behavior, it only reinforced Echoโ€™s love for mischief.

As years passed and the world changed around them, so did Whistle. He started to have coughing fits, he looked weaker, and no longer had the strength to levitate as he usually did. He was dying and he knew it. Everyone did, but Echo refused to accept it. Part of him had always known Whistle wasnโ€™t going to live forever, but he certainly wished he couldโ€™ve. He turned into an emotional wreck after his death and the village mourned deeply. To remember the departed, it was customary for wisps cut out a piece of their loved one's favorite garment and sew it onto their own clothes. Echo patched it where his heart would be.

Not knowing exactly how to cope with his feelings, he just wanted to get away from it all. He discovered a brochure to a school called Wollstonecraft Academy; a place with other mythological beings. Echo made a decisive moment. He packed light, said his goodbyes to his siblings, and journeyed to the ever-moving school.
[div class=tag]relationships.[/div] as a wisp, Echo has no biological ties, but the wisps he grew up around are those he considers his family.
Whistle - elder; deceased; Whistle was the father Echo could never have in life. He was a wise, grouchy, and protective mentor to him and all twelve of his siblings. Echo knows he gave his elder a hard time by always wanting to wander off and cause trouble. But beneath their many arguments, he cared deeply. He didn't know what he had until he lost Whistle.
Cedar - brother; alive; the cool older brother who was laidback in every sense. He was a bit of an enabler because he encouraged Echo to follow his heart if it made him happy. Sometimes he helped him sneak out of the treehouse late at night. Cedar had long since left the village to pursue his dream as an artist, and Echo calls him every now and then.
Robin - sister; alive; a goody-two-shoes in a village full of impressionable wisps. She loved upholding tradition and had a strong moral compass, and that meant she always tried to interfere with Echo's mischief. Her maturity matched against his childish ways pitted them in a contentious relationship. It came as no surprise that Whistle chose her to be his successor, the next elder. It gave Echo more reason to leave.
Skye - sister; alive; one of the youngest and loudest in the village. She liked to play in the dirt, watch insects, and asked a lot of questions regarding the humans Echo encountered. She was usually the first person he went to after collecting trinkets from hikers. She's a lot less sprightly than she used to be and Echo abhors the idea of her turning into a mini-Robin.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=header]โ€” basic information;
Full Name: Iniko
Nicknames: Niko
Age: 390
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Date of Birth: October 23rd
Zodiac: Scorpio
Place of Birth: Cartagena, Columbia
Race/Ethnicity: Afro-columbian

[div class=header]โ€” appearance;
In her human form Iniko is a rather stunning young woman. She has warm brown skin thatโ€™s blemish free and possess a healthy glow to it. Her eyes are chocolate brown in color, theyโ€™re an captivating almond shape and framed by thick lashes. Iniko has a rather large afro that's soft to the touch. Sheโ€™s been told that it feels like raw cotton or even cotton candy. She enjoys having it out and free so she doesnโ€™t do anything special to it. Standing at 5โ€™11โ€ Iniko is on the taller side with a slender frame. Iniko has two other forms that sheโ€™s able to take. The first being that of a full grown jaguar and the other being a humanoid jaguar type creature , which stands at a whopping 6โ€™6โ€. In both forms her eyes are a vibrant gold.
Wardrobe: Iniko is fond of revealing clothing and tons of jewelry, especially gold.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=header]โ€” persona;
Personality: Iniko is a wild thing to say the least. So used to spending her days as she pleased, she cares little for rules or regulations. Iniko hates to feel as if sheโ€™d be restricted or cornered and she tends to last out as a result. As someone who was raised as something akin to royalty Iniko is a spoiled, high maintenance individual. She enjoys being doted on by others and being admired. Iniko is a materialistic person who enjoys nice things, especially jewels. Confidence isnโ€™t something that she lacks. She is well aware of how she looks and takes pride in her appearance, often adoring her body in things that enhance her beauty.

Despite her cool disposition Iniko is actually an emotional person. She is someone who feels deeply, oftentimes sheโ€™s been called intense. Because of this she can get blinded by emotions. It usually manifests in her lust or blood or violence. Sheโ€™s a ruthless individual with a sadistic streak. Iniko is confrontational and not the type of back down from a fight. She has quite the temper on her and can be incredibly stubborn.

When it comes to those she trusts and holds close Iniko is fiercely protective and loyal. Sheโ€™s someone who would do anything for those she loves. At times she can be overbearing and even controlling if she feels itโ€™s the right thing to do. Sheโ€™s surprisingly affectionate as well and enjoys being close with her selected group of people or person. However, she tends to be possessive as well and prone to jealousy. Iniko is warily of strangers and suspicious by nature.

Intelligent and intuitive, it is hard to trick her. Sheโ€™s a deeply curious individual and cunning as well. Iniko is someone who never settles for less. Sheโ€™s persistent and determined when it comes to her goals or tasks.

Alignment: True Neutral
Positive Traits: Intense, Passionate, Loyal, Intuitive, Sensual, Intelligent, Hypnotic, Confident, Honest, Fierce
Negative Traits: Possessive, Stubborn, Materialistic, Prideful, Sadistic, Confrontational, Vindictive, Cautious, Jealous, Destructive

Likes: Papaya, Gifts, Swimmimg, Nature, Gold, Sunbathing, Meat
Dislikes: Vegetables, Mosquitoes, Strong scents, Disrespect, Losing

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Explanation: Iniko is a shapeshifting demigod. She is able to turn into a jaguar and a humanoid jaguar, similar to a werewolf. Iniko possesses all the abilities of the feline, including enhanced speed, agility, reflexes, and strength. Her senses are also on a supernatural level. She possess a set of razor sharp claws and canines.
Rules of Species: While immortal Iniko can still die. It just takes more to kill her because of her divine half.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=header]โ€” History;
Iniko story begins in Cartagena, Columbia during its colonial period. Her mother was a slave from Congo and a priestess who lived amongst the natives of the region, deep within the surrounding jungle. Her mother had been collecting fruit when something called her deeper into the dense jungle. The story goes that she went missing for a long time before eventually returning with a baby bump and a strange mark upon her back in the shape of claw marks. The elders had informed her that she had been chosen by one of their gods to carry his offspring. Inikoโ€™s birth was a celebrated event and she was looked after and worshipped by her people, often given tributes in the form of gold, the flesh of enemies and other luxuries. When she was fully grown Iniko would follow her people into battle. Laying waste to the enemy without mercy and a lust for bloodshed. Things changed when one night their home was invaded, for their land and abundance of gold. During the night her people were killed off. Iniko had gone into a frenzy, killing all those involved the very same night. She then left, going deep into the jungle and killing all who dared to come close.

When did they receive their brochure: It was months after loosing her home that she received a strange message in her language, telling her of a place for those like her. She joined believing she would be reunited with her own kind.

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[div class=tag]Full Name
Xhosa-Leucothea
[div class=tag]Pronunciation(s)[/div] [koh-suh]--[loo-koth-ee-uh] [sahy-ruhns]
[div class=tag]Meaning(s)[/div] | Xhosa means โ€˜strange voiceโ€™ ; Leucothea is a name derived from the sea goddess, Ino ; Syrensโ€ฆ is self-explanatory
[div class=tag]Nickname(s)[/div] Kori | Thea
[div class=tag]Gender[/div] Female
[div class=tag]Age[/div] 54 years old (18 years old in human years)
[div class=tag]Race/Ethnicity[/div] Latina
[div class=tag]Place of Birth[/div] Gulf of Mexico
[div class=tag]Date of Birth[/div] July 27, 1654
[div class=tag]Zodiac[/div] Leo
[div class=tag]Sexuality[/div] Pansexual
[div class=tag]Voice claim[/div] Ariel Winter
[div class=tag]Theme Song(s)[/div] "I don't want it all" by Kim Petras | "My jolly sailor bold" Christian de la Playa Remix
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Sofia Solares
[div class=tag]Height[/div] Height does not exactly matter to Xhosa and her species, but rather tail length. However, since this is the question at large, sheโ€™d measure up to be approximately 5โ€™2โ€ feet tall. All of which makes sense, since her tail (5 feet long from the hip to the tip of her tail) is considered to be short and stubby to her fellow sirens (whom have tail lengths that are typically double the length of the Xhosa herself).
[div class=tag]Weight[/div] Being that she lives in the water 85% of the time, properly calculating her weight becomes more of a chore than a necessity. That is, until she decides to go to the surface and tries to lug the heavy thing around with her. Without her tail, Xhosa weighs 110 lbs. However, with the tail, she weighs 165 lbs.
[div class=tag]Hair[/div] Like her mermaid brethren, she also possesses that luscious, silky hair reaching to her lower back. Was it a blessing? Appearance-wise, yes. Other than that, that soft hair was a curse to braid, brush, and maintain that same ethereal beauty.
[div class=tag]Eyes[/div] Big dark-brown eyes, very similar to those of a baby deerโ€™s. Though there is always that signature darkness of a sirenโ€”an endless void in replacement of the twinkle and shine within a mermaidโ€™s pupils. A sirenโ€™s eyes are as mystical as their voice, seducing and mysterious.
[div class=tag]Skin[/div] A warm golden-brown tone, still thought of to be an abnormal color for a siren, whose skin is usually as white as the moon or as dark as the deep sea. Due to being a siren, her skin has a more damp feeling to it.
[div class=tag]Wardrobe[/div] Xhosa hates constricting clothing, especially garments meant to keep you warm. She'd rather freeze to death than put on a fluffy, suffocating sweater. In the water, she sticks with a bathing suit top she was given by a friend. Luckily, the colors match her tail. Outside of the water, Xhosa supposes walking around in such revealing clothes wouldn't be the best. Therefore, she usually wears clothing similar to pool/kimono cover-ups. Examples include the following: x x x x x
[div class=tag]Distinguishing Features[/div] One proud feature sirenโ€™s show proudly are their teeth. Their extremely sharp and pointy miniature weapons that bring a vampireโ€™s fangs to shame. As an angler breed, Xhosa has bigger, more prominent teeth than her fellow sirens. Thankfully, she can still close her mouth successfully but can only for a limited amount of time. Following that, she sticks with a slight opening of the mouth (enough for there to be a glimpse of sharp teeth, yet not too much). The negative is that sometimes Xhosa ends up piercing her own skin because of them (and do not even get her started when she accidentally bites her mouth). The pain is unbearable (ok, so maybe sheโ€™s being a little overdramaticโ€ฆ).
As an angler breed, Xhosa also has this terrifying fun fact about her. Mundane angler fish have much wider jaws, often times adorning a nice set of those same razor-sharp โ€œchompers.โ€ Xhosa, just to look that much more like her ancestral predecessors, can open her jaws into a gaping hole of a mouth. Now this may frighten some of her friends and fellow peers, or maybe fascinate them (she has gotten mixed reactions), but there are the positives! Imagine, the ability to fit an entire plate of food into your mouth. Wonderful, isnโ€™t it? Or maybe the ability to bite a chunk of meat off a cow (or anything else Xhosa can get her greedy-little claws on, honestly). Awesome, right? Right?
another major attribute she has are her ear-fins. her flappingโ€ฆ annoying...unreasonably largeโ€ฆ ear-fins. damn her ear-fins to hell. god, sheโ€™s just like that elephant from that 'dumbo' movie. her ear-fins, though she may be very good at hiding her inner emotions with a poker face, can and will betray her. all the time. with their flapping nonsenseโ€ฆ think of them as puppy ears for a siren, but big and floppy like a basset houndโ€™s.
Her lure is also an appendage that attracts attention, and quite literally at that. A lure is designed to hypnotize unsuspecting prey into following the light so that an Angler fish may attack it at a shorter distance. Xhosaโ€™s lure does have the ability to hypnotize people with a lower will with its golden light. If not, then it can also substitute as a pretty reliable light source!
[div class=tag]Piercings[/div] As much as Xhosa wants a piercing, sheโ€™s a wuss when it comes to pain (surprising?). Though if she had the ability to (and the pain-tolerance), sheโ€™d most likely get numerous piercings on her ear-fins.
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[div class=tag]Alignment
Chaotic Neutral
[div class=tag]Virtues[/div] ('*' means they make a bigger part of her personality as opposed to others)
+ *Adventurous
+ *Captivating
+ Loyal
+ *Charismatic
+ Honest
+ *Confident
+ Approachable
+ Forgiving
+ Sympathetic
+ Musical
[div class=tag]Vices[/div] ('*' means they make a bigger part of her personality as opposed to others)
- Superficial
- *Gossiper
- Petty
- Demanding
- *Childish
- Indecisive
- Impatient
- *Flirtatious
- Gullible
- *Hot-tempered
[div class=tag]Overall Persona[/div] A pampered little brat of a siren, Xhosa takes the throne for being the most stereotypical โ€œpopular girlโ€ on the face of the planet. The definition of spoiled and so used to receiving (rarely) everything on a silver platter. Basically, she gets what she wants and when she wants it (10% of the time, that is). Alright, perhaps when she was younger her parents found it difficult to tell her โ€œno,โ€ but nowโ€ฆ they donโ€™t give a flying fishโ€”"and fish donโ€™t fly,โ€ as if you needed to know thatโ€ฆ
She tries to act as prim as her family members had wished, but let us be honestโ€ฆ Being modest, is so 1800s. Xhosa wants to party till she vomits up all the vodka and blackout, she wants to make out with someone drunk and never get their name, she wants the adventure of a youthful young adult. She definitely does NOT want to inherit the boring, traditional lives of her mother and her parents and her parโ€”you get the idea. She wants something new; something fresh and chic (โ€œdo people even use that word anymore?โ€).
Surprisingly, for a girl that talks so big and mighty, she is also the biggest airhead one could ever meet. Maybe sheโ€™s pretending or maybe sheโ€™s not, who knows? She sure doesnโ€™t. Though, somehow this airhead of a party girl still manages to dish out complicated and abstract responses to such trivial subjects. Perhaps she really is pretending just to get a kick out of her victims, friends, or peers. Could also be that she wants to live up to that stereotype sheโ€™s contently morphed herself into.
When it comes to social interactions, Xhosa will be ever-so willing to wheelchair her way over and talk herself into the conversation. She gets extremely excited and almost childlike) when she meets a new person, while other times she can channel her inner siren and bring out the sexiness in her. Anything to capture the attention of potential โ€œfriends.โ€ Probably for that party invitation, but who really knows. From what everyone else can tell, Xhosa just loves meeting people. But, she is also a stickler for drama. That delicious, honey-filled โ€œtea.โ€ As quick as she hears that gossip, sheโ€™ll be even quicker to turn to the next person and let it fall out of her mouth like a waterfall. Of course she does not know the repercussions of doing such a thing, but hey, at least you know where to get the daily scoop of what is going on around campus.
[div class=tag]Likes[/div]
[Main Like] Soap Operas: โ€œUGH, they are so good!โ€ Said no one ever, except for Xhosa and maybe a few others. As the drama-hungry siren she is, of course sheโ€™s going to adore these scripted shows. Youโ€™ll find her going through a couple of popcorn bags as she binge-watches series at a time (and not doing her homework, mind you).
Other Likes: Eating (a lotโ€ฆ she has an insatiable appetite. Especially for meat), Reality Tv Shows, Theatre/Musicals, Parties, Swimming, Getting Drunk, Meeting People, Going On โ€œAdventures,โ€ Romance, Gossip, Singing (can be hypnotic), Gore (makes her hungry), Animals (โ€œtotally-not-for-their-flesh-why-would-you-think-that?โ€)
[div class=tag]Dislikes[/div]
[Main Dislike] Her Wheelchair/Fishbowl Helmet: Xhosa loves swimming, she really does, but as soon as she is forced into a strange vehicle is the moment when she puts her footโ€”uh, fin down. She hates coming out of water, period. The air dries her up too fast and the water within her fishbowl can only hydrate the top part of her body. Plus she looks absolutely ridiculous with that on, who even made that fashion choice for her? They need to be fired.
Immediately.
To make up for the soothing relief water brings to her scales, she carries around a water spray with her that is attached to this menace of a vehicle (her wheelchair). That way, she can rejuvenate her poor tailโ€™s dry and brittle scales with the refreshing mist of water. Do not underestimate her though, with years of training she has mastered maneuvering her wheelchair and can get to places relatively quick. Except for stairs, of course.
Other dislikes: Spicy Food, Bad Movies, Air/Wind, Bright Lights, Not Getting What She Wants, Rules, Homework, Puzzles, Bad Parties, Boredom, Mermaids (goddamn goody-two-shoesโ€ฆ), ***Technology (Water And Tech Do Not Go Well), Traditionalism
***and honestly, that may be for the better. if Xhosa got her webbed-claws on social media (the haven for drama fanatics), then weโ€™d all be royally screwed.
[div class=tag]Fears[/div] Xhosa is terrified of being beached. Sheโ€™s even more terrified of the possibility that no one will help her back into the waters. That she will dry up, starve, and painfully pass away. She often has nightmares about this fear, and every time she surfaces or gets on land, she is always nervous.
Xhosa is also afraid of accidentally eating anyone she knows or loves. A sirenโ€™s main diet is meat, more specifically human meat. If she were to go hungry for a prolonged amount of time, she will become senseless and ravage in her behaviors. This will lead to her making decisions out of her control.
[div class=tag]Ailments[/div] When she has to breathe air (if her fishbowl breaks), she immediately gets bad respiratory problems. Xhosa then has a difficult time breathing, can get into coughing fits, have asthma attacks, and overall be very husky in the voice.
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Sirens, a mythological creature fabricated by the young sailors and pirates out at sea. Only a few have managed to confront one and live to tell the tale. Yet, only to be berated as an imbecile once they came back to shore. Often were their experiences looked down upon by those who proclaimed their insanity. Sirens were then dismissed as a myth; pure nonsense.
. . . .
On one fateful day, the Saint Marta departed from the shores of Spain, heading for the Americas. On it were potential landowners, families, and the rich middle class desiring to become even richer. Tales of wealth, glory, and feasts in the Americas made their way to Spain, almost beckoning for newcomers to come and colonize its lands. On particular family was aboard this trip, hoping for the promises of land and wealth to not be but a mere dream.

The Fernandez family was a prestigious bloodline, a family that has descended from nobility. One can not be too rich, and that was a major motivation for Juan Fernandez, the patriarch of the family. With him also came his beautiful wife Paula and his daughter Maria. His daughter was already of age to be married, and therefore, he ensured there will be a husband for her once they docked in the Americas. Maria was terrified of marriage, the thought of her freedom escaping from her grasp in an instant was frightening. She wanted to travel, for godโ€™s sake. Not grow bored in a house burdened with four children for a man she does not care for. Yet, what else was there to do for a woman of her age? Sheโ€™d be looked down upon if she tried to start her own business or travel the lands without a man accompanying her. Her life was doomed from the start.

Once the cold embrace of the night befallen the ship, the majority of passengers slumbered peacefully. However, the constant rocking of the ship was too much for Maria to bear. She quietly raised up from her uncomfortable bedding and crept onto the deck. It was pitch black but thankfully she was able to bring along a warm companion: a lantern. Maria made her way to the edge of the deck, watching the waves below rise and fall with the movement of the ship. It was calming, to say the least. Definitely what she needed in such a time of distress. With the bright light of the lantern, she was somewhat able to see the water below clearly, and therefore, the top of a head clearly. Maria jumped back upon seeing a black figure within the water. When she was able to recompose herself, she held her breath and leaned over the edge once again. It was gone, thank the lord. Whatever in hellโ€™s name it was, Maria was very glad it was gone. Yet as soon as she blinked, the head poking out of the water was there again. Luckily, she froze instead of drawing back, or else she wouldnโ€™t have seen the curious eyes that belonged to this drifting head. A person? How though? They were sailing slowly in the middle of the ocean andโ€ฆ there was a person in the water? Whyโ€”she needed to help themโ€”what if they were thrown overboard on another ship? They must be so exhausted swimming for so long. With a hesitant voice, Maria called out to the figure.โ€œH-hello! Are you alright? Should I get help?โ€ She saw that the shadow immediately vanished into the waves below with a small splash upon hearing Mariaโ€™s voice. Maria was taken aback by the sudden disappearance of this individual. They did not resurface, and in fact, Maria stood there for an hour waiting for them to reappear. No sign of them anywhere.

Perhapsโ€ฆ it was her imagination. She must be ill.

As soon as the sun had risen from the sea (or that is what it looked like to Maria), she went straight to her mother. Her father would think she was mad for concocting such an idea that someone was drowning in the sea. Her mother, however, also dismissed the notion.

โ€œYou need sleep, dear. Hopefully as soon as we dock, meeting that young man will get rid of those depressive episodes of yours. What nonsense that doctor was speaking of.โ€

Whatever, clearly her mother was going to be no use to her either. All Maria would hope for was that the individual managed to survive (though it was extremely unlikely). Another night cloaked the ship and the surrounding ocean in its darkness. Another night of restlessness for Maria. This is beginning to become a routine, was what Maria thought to herself once she stepped up onto the deck once more. When she reached the deck she heard the faintest signing voice echoing throughout the air. The voice wasโ€ฆ ethereal, almost sending chills down mariaโ€™s spine with how ghostly it was. Who is that singing? She walked aimlessly to the same side of the ship with her lantern and watched the dark blue waves lap up the side of the ship. The singing was coming from hereโ€ฆ? And there again, the dark shadow of a head poking out from the waves.

โ€œAh-ha!โ€Maria exclaimed, only to cover her mouth immediately after hoping to not have stirred anyone awake. She did seem to have scared away the visitor, however. โ€œOh, no no no! Iโ€™m sorry if I scared you, please come back. Your singing was beautiful.โ€

Slowly the head resurfaced again and tilted upwards to reveal big dark eyes staring up into Mariaโ€™s brown eyes. โ€œOhโ€ฆโ€Maria gasped lightly, especially when the girl began to raise herself up from the seaโ€™s waves. Only the top of the chest, just above her breasts, was visible but it was enough skin to make Maria cover her eyes. โ€œHow indecent of me, Iโ€™m terribly sorry. W-who are you, by the way?โ€ When the girl did not answer, Maria wouldnโ€™t help but peek out from behind her fingers. She was still there, thank goodness, but quiet as ever. Then she widened her lips into a toothy grin, Maria could see the sharp teeth vaguely with the amount of light emitting from the lantern.

A monster.

โ€œYou knowโ€ฆ I can eat you right? All I have to wait for is when youโ€™re thrown overboard.โ€

Definitely a monster.

Maria screamed as loud as she could, stumbling back and groaning once her back hit the hard-wooden floor of the deck.

โ€œMiss Maria, are you alright? I heard screaming.โ€

โ€œM-m-monster. I-in the waterโ€ฆโ€ Maria whirled around to face the incoming sailor. The sailor gave her a strange look before walking over to the edge and peering into the black water below. Of course he saw nothing, only the foamy waves surrounding the shipโ€™s bottom.

โ€œUh, you sure you saw somethinโ€™ miss? If anything, it was probably a shark or somethinโ€™ else--โ€™โ€

โ€œNo! It spoke to meโ€ฆ itโ€ฆโ€ Great, now she sounded like an absolute lunatic. The guy gave her a quick once-over and then shrugged. โ€œLook lassy, I think your mind โ€˜s just messinโ€™ with ye, I think you need to get some shut eye. Donโ€™t want creatures to snatch you from the ocean, you see.โ€ Maria swallowed hard as the guy guffawed loud. The man was making fun of her, she did not appreciate it one bit, but she could see the reason as to why he took the chance.

Maybe he was right, it was just a hallucination. Nothing else.
. . . .

Last night felt like a fever dream to Maria, and in fact she was ready to just forget about the incident and go on with life as normal. Throughout the day she made do with the mediocre food served on the ship, the nagging of her mother, and the complaints of her father given the motion sickness heโ€™s been feeling lately. Just a few months left and then she can leave this ship, leave the ocean, and enter her new life. And goddamn it, sheโ€™ll love her new life wit her husband if its not the last thing sheโ€™ll do. Anything is better than staying with her idiotic parents.

Another night came and Maria was still as restless as she was the last night. With a quiet sigh, she rose up from her bedding once more and made her way back to the deck. With a blanket wrapped around her dainty frame, she took one look at the side of the ship. Definitely not happening again. The other side of the ship was going to be her new lookout from now on. Mariaโ€™s bright eyes reflected the light of the full moon, she stared upwards, wondering what life would be on that mystical โ€œplanetโ€ in the sky. โ€œHey.โ€

Maria looked around, was someone on the deck with her? The longer she scouted her surroundings, the more she was convinced she was hallucinating again. โ€œUh, down here?โ€

She took one glance towards the water and immediately opened her mouth to scream again. However, she shut up quickly once the siren put her finger to her own mouth. โ€œShh, donโ€™t want them thinking youโ€™re mad again, right? You really are a loud one, arenโ€™t you?โ€

โ€œWho are you and what do you want, demon.โ€

The siren couldnโ€™t help but burst out laughing, she sunk more into the waves below, the incessant giggling creating bubbles beneath the water. โ€œDemon? I am not a demon, thank you. Though, I guess some people would refer to us as โ€˜em.โ€

โ€œThen what are you, hmm?โ€

โ€œWhat do you think?โ€ The girl responded cheerfully that same toothy grin spreading her lips wide once more.

โ€œIโ€”Iโ€™m not here to play games with you. Youโ€™re only but a hallucination set loose upon me by my insomnia. The audacityโ€ฆ Iโ€™m going back to sleep.โ€

โ€œWait!โ€ Maria was already on her way across the deck and obviously not stopping. โ€œMaria!โ€

Did this creature just call out her name? Curiosity took a hold of Mariaโ€™s actions and she walked right back to the edge. โ€œYou know my name, creature?โ€

โ€œYessss.โ€ The girl hissed delightfully, though there was a sort of music to it. โ€œMariaโ€ฆโ€ The girl repeated in a more velvety-smooth voice, one that sent chills down Mariaโ€™s spine. โ€œStop saying it like that, I donโ€™t like it. How do you know my name? What are you, a fish? Clearly youโ€™re in the water and youโ€™ve been following this ship for the last few days.โ€

The girl giggled again, placing two small, delicate hands across her mouth. โ€œIโ€™m what you humans call a siren. Iโ€™m following this ship because I have nothing else better to do. Plus, Iโ€™m hungry.โ€

Sirenโ€ฆ Maria heard of that myth from somewhere, but she is not going to simply trust this man-eating creature of the deep so soon. โ€œProve it.โ€

โ€œEh?โ€ The girl said, tilting her head to the side with a visible frown.

โ€œProve it, prove that you arenโ€™t just a figment of my imagination.โ€

โ€œIf you want me to prove it, why donโ€™t you just jump in and find out?โ€

โ€œBecauseโ€ฆ Umโ€ฆโ€ Maria began fidgeting in discomfort, messing with the hem of her skirt.

โ€œYouโ€™re scared.โ€

โ€œI am not!โ€

โ€œItโ€™s good that youโ€™re scared though, humans who live in fear often survive the longest.โ€

โ€œUGH, what do you want from me! Do you even have a name?โ€ Silence. The girl from below continued to stare into Mariaโ€™s deep brown pupils. She then turned her head to the side as if shying away from the question. โ€œMy nameโ€ฆ is Xhosa.โ€

Xhosa. Xhosa. Xhosa. โ€œThatโ€™s a beautiful name.โ€Maria found herself saying, and she was quite surprised to find the siren girl to be visibly flustered by that compliment. With the moonโ€™s light from above, Maria does admit that the siren was very beautiful. She was almost envious of such looks.

โ€œWhatever. Iโ€™m going to eat you anyways. All I have to do is wait.โ€

โ€œWhy me though? Why not anyone else on this ship?โ€

โ€œThey say that a virginโ€™s blood is the most delicious.โ€

โ€œHow are you so sure that Iโ€™m a virgin?โ€

โ€œโ€ฆ Are you?โ€ Xhosa asked bluntly, blinking once in slight disbelief.

โ€œN-no. Iโ€™m not a virgin, thank you. You can go looking for food elsewhere.โ€ Maria was lying, what a shocker. The words that came from her mouth had a certain bad taste, getting those words out turned her mouth into sandpaper.

โ€œโ€ฆ Ok. Bye then.โ€ Xhosa said, turning around and about to dip into the water.

โ€œW-Wait! Youโ€™re just going to believe me? Just like that?โ€

โ€œDoโ€ฆ I have a reason not to believe you?โ€

โ€œNo?...โ€

Xhosa quirked her eyebrow before bursting into laughter. โ€œYouโ€™re a funny human, Maria. Maybeโ€”just maybe, I wonโ€™t eat you. Only because youโ€™re great entertainment, of course.โ€

โ€œHow unfair of you.โ€Upon seeing that Xhosa was turning around and slipping back into the waves below, she gasped. Maria was only able to catch a glimpse of a long, shiny red tail when her friend had escaped, however. โ€œYouโ€™re just going to leave?โ€ She called out, hoping that the girl would resurface. She was right, but Xhosa was clearly irritated. โ€œWhat do you want, now?โ€

โ€œYouโ€™re the only thing exciting thatโ€™s happened in my life. And though you may be deadly, currently youโ€™re my own entertainment as well.โ€

โ€œSo in blatant terms, you want me to stay with you.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆYes, thatโ€™s exactly what I want.โ€

โ€œAlright thenโ€ฆ Iโ€™ll stay.โ€
. . . .

Maria was looking forward to every night, and everynight, Xhosa was there waiting for her. Even Mariaโ€™s parents were wondering what had made Maria behave to giddy during the day, it was as if nothing could perturb her in any way. She was also becoming very sassy, gaining the courage to stand up against her motherโ€™s nagging and fatherโ€™s complaining. Though she may get slapped for it, Maria felt so in-tune with her self-confidence.

All the while, Xhosa was also changing with every passing night. She was becoming more nicer, sympathetic, and overall very friendly. Sirens are supposed to be deadly flesh-eating creatures who would do anything to drown their enemies, but Xhosa was not leaning towards a more diplomatic approach when dealing with her prey. Though she still feels pride for her own species (and will eat human flesh when available), she will never be the one to hunt them.

โ€œXhosa,โ€ Maria began one night, gazing up into the stars above with a contemplative look on her face. โ€œWould you actually eat me?โ€

โ€œInitially, yes I would have, but now Iโ€™m not so sure.โ€

โ€œIโ€™ll take that as a compliment.โ€ Maria said, chuckling into her pristine white glove. โ€œHonestly, I wouldnโ€™t mind being eaten by you.โ€

โ€œWhere is this conversation goingโ€ฆ?โ€ Replied Xhosa, twirling her hair and sinking more into the water.

โ€œNo, I meanโ€ฆ Even if I jump off this ledge right now, I wouldnโ€™t be able to stay with you. I canโ€™t swim well, not in these garments I can. And I canโ€™t breathe under water. If you were to eat me, I wouldnโ€™t have to deal with the uncertain future, and Iโ€™d be with you.โ€

โ€œCan we change the subject, pleaseโ€ฆ?โ€

โ€œXhosa, you donโ€™t understand what stress I have to deal with onboard this ship. I have to marry someone I donโ€™t know, have children that I wonโ€™t care for, live my life as a hermit.โ€

โ€œMaria, please. Youโ€™re scaring me. I donโ€™t want to eat you anymore.โ€

โ€œWhatโ€ฆ Y-you donโ€™t want to be with me? Is that why? All this time, our relationship was just a hoax.โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s not what I meant Maria and you know itโ€”โ€

Before Xhosa would utter another word, Maria had already left the ledge in anger, leaving Xhosa there alone waiting for her to come back to no avail.

. . . .

One particular night, Xhosa was on her way to meet Maria again. Though, their relationship was trained the previous night, Xhosa will work hard to repair it. Sheโ€™ll apologize. However, something wasโ€ฆ different in the air. Unlike the other nights, the familiar scent that kept haunting Xhosa was becoming stronger the more she got closer to the shipโ€™s location. Noโ€ฆ no no no no.

Once Xhosa arrived, the ship was already half way sinking into the dark depths of the ocean. She let out one loud, agonizing wail upon seeing the wreck of a ship, several cannon holes in its exterior frame; pirates must have paid them a visit. Xhosa was searching frequently for Maria, hoping to whatever god that she wasnโ€™t taken prisoner by the selfish humans. Or worse, eaten up by oceanโ€™s deadly creatures. She dived into the water frantically swimming around, looking for a body until she was too tired to go on. Sheโ€™d stay near the shipwreck with every day that passed, mourning as she kept on searching relentlessly among the fragments of the ship. When the ship fully sank to the bottom, sheโ€™d sleep within it. Her family was tremendously worried about her constant disappearances, as she was so rarely returning to their home. Her sisters would even visit her to ensure Xhosaโ€™s safety, maybe even bring her some of the hunt since Xhosa was refusing to take care of herself. What bothered Xhosa the most was the uncertainty of whether Maria survived or not. She could not move on simply because of that. It was haunting her every night.

Some of the little trinkets from the ship would float to the surface of the sea, causing Xhosa to also look among them to try find somethingโ€”anything, that belonged to Maria. Amidst the damage she was able to find this pamphlet, yet the oddness of it was its inability to get wet. The paper remained in a dry condition, floating between wooden planks. Xhosa, as curious as she was, picked the pamphlet up.

Wollstonecraft Academy. Thankfully, the words were in her native siren language, yet the sudden appearance of such a brochure made Xhosa question its source. Why would she need school anyway? Yet, perhaps this will be a way she can figure out a way to find Maria. Even if she was dead, maybe she can even resurrect her? Upon receiving her motherโ€™s hesitant approval, Xhosa enrolled in Wollstonecraft Academy with the hopes of restarting her life and separate from the traditional cultures of sirens. At the school, Xhosa reinvented herself, she became more social and approachable. She was able to learn more than just โ€œsea smartsโ€ and further her education into something more practical. She found a new love for things and hatred for other things as well. If only Maria could see her now.

[div class=tag]Species[/div] Species | Siren of the Angler Fish Breed

Explanation | As a siren, Xhosa has the ability to swim at speeds equal to a fast car. She has a tail similar to a fish with a tail fin span of 4 feet. Since she lives under water, it would make sense that she is also able to breathe under water. Her beauty is considered ethereal to passersby and her voice has the ability to hypnotize her victims. Being that her breed is of the angler fish variety, her lure also has the same hypnotic effect on weak-willed individuals (though it is not as effective as her singing voice). Sirens can live up to 300 years old.

Rule of Species | Sirens, since the olden age, were thought of to be beautiful fish-human hybrids. Ones who would lure a man with their breath-taking appearances and voices in order to devour them beneath the oceanโ€™s waves. Now, Sirens have agreed to only eat the human flesh of a deceased person instead of the traditional methods. Since they are part fish, it is vital that they do not stay out of the water for long periods of time, as that can be fatal. Sirens are only carnivores, since eating plants or fruits will cause indigestion and severe nausea.

Tail | A sirenโ€™s tail can be as colorful and vibrant as a mermaidโ€™s, yet all-the-more darkish in the hues. Xhosaโ€™s tail is very beautiful, given that there is a perfect blend of dark colors and maroon reds. In the sparkling light of the moon, her more colorful golden bronze scales give off a sort of luminescent glow.
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Mother | Naga Morgana Syrens (50 years old \ 150 years old)
FC: Angelina Jolie
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A very conservative mother, Naga is often very strict with her daughters. She enforces the traditional siren culture upon them, and hopes to continue the ruthless behaviors of their predecessors. Xhosaโ€™s relationship with her mother is very back-and-forth. After meeting Maria, Xhosa had become less of the image perfect siren her mother wants her to be. Though Xhosa rarely told Maria about her own troubles, Xhosa was going through some stress with constant arguments between her and Naga.

Older Sister | Nerissa Vivienne Syrens (25 years old \ 75 years old)
FC: Adelaide Kane
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A role model to her little sisters, Nerissa is perfection when it comes to a beautiful singing voice, gorgeous visuals, and an insatiable appetite for flesh. Xhosa loves her sister Nerissa very much, but Nerissa was known to often take Nagaโ€™s side when it came to Xhosa straying away from their culture.

Younger Sister | Lorraine Miranda Syrens (15 years old \ 45 years old)
FC: Maia Mitchell
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As very impressionable young teenager, Lorraine is the first to agree with the ideals Xhosa was fighting for. Lora is relatively gullible and fluctuates sides quite often, one night she could be on her motherโ€™s side while the next sheโ€™d be agreeing with Xhosa. Either way, Lora is very lovable and cares about her family very much. Xhosa is very grateful for her.

Best Friend / โ€œItโ€™s complicatedโ€ | Maria Andrea Fernandez (18 years old)
FC: Zaira Gonzalez
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Even now Xhosa is unsure of her relationship with Maria. Though Xhosa thinks about her on the daily, she refuses to talk about her in public. Mentally, it is healthy for Xhosa to not talk about her since it brings back her best memories and her worst.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=header]โ€” basic information;
Full Name: Emmanuel Louis Beauvais
Nicknames: Manny | Lou
Age: 18 years old
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Demisexual
Date of Birth: June 19th
Zodiac: Gemini
Place of Birth: Port-au-Prince, Haiti
Race/Ethnicity: Haitian

[div class=header]โ€” appearance;
Eyes: A very dark brown that is usually mistaken as black and roundish almond in shape.
Hair: Emmanuelโ€™s hair is black and styled in a short, coily afro. He doesnโ€™t do much to it in terms of style, occasionally he has it braided now and then.
Skin: Dark brown, he has normal skin when it comes to texture and the typical acne that people his age get.
Height: 6โ€™0
Weight: 160lbs
Distinguishing Features: Thick browns, cheekbones
Wardrobe: Emmanuelโ€™s style is pretty casual. Heโ€™s fond of loose fitting and comforting clothing.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=header]โ€” persona;
Personality: Emmanuel is an outgoing young man who enjoys being around others. Heโ€™s a lively person who enjoys being out and about or having fun. Emmanuel is a jokester who enjoys messing with others and roasting them to hell and back. Emmanuel takes joy in pulling pranks or doing things just to see what would happen. Itโ€™s not above him to spread rumors or start fights between others just to cure his boredom. Heโ€™s a con artist as well, when people come to him for help they often leave wishing that they hadnโ€™t. Emmanuel isnโ€™t a liar but he does twist his words around when he wants.

Emmanuel is adaptable and versatile, he has the ability to fit in with almost any group of people. Which is why he has so many friends. Heโ€™s able to catch on pretty quickly when it comes to new situations or even learning. Emmanuel is an observant young man who pretends to miss most things. Heโ€™s a deeply curious young man whoโ€™s always asking questions, always looking for something interesting to catch his attention. Emmanuel loves knowledge and learning new things. He isnโ€™t afraid to question those above him and rules arenโ€™t really his thing. Heโ€™d break them without a care in the world.

Oftentimes Emmanuel has been called a flirt, and he agrees completely. He enjoys flirting and charming others, even if it doesnโ€™t lead to anything else. Rather his it being based on attraction itโ€™s more about teasing others and seeing how theyโ€™d react to it. Emmanuel is playful and usually radiates childlike energy. Things are never boring with him around as heโ€™s always finding ways to pass the time.

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Positive Traits: Charming, Lively, Observant, Adaptable, Cunning
Negative Traits: Mischievous, Rebellious, Gossip, Restless, Deceitful

Likes: Games, Kenep, Music, Dancing, Causing trouble, Animals, Flirting
Dislikes: Rules, Goody two shoes, Boredom, Cold weather, Bitter things
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Explanation: Bokor - Bokors in the religion of vodou are sorcerers or houngan (priests) or mambo (priestesses) for hire who are said to โ€˜serve the loa with both handsโ€™, meaning that they practice both dark magic and light magic. They are similar to hoodoo practitioners in terms of working the roots. Bokors are most notably known for creating zombies and ouangas, talismans that house spirits.
Rules of Species: Despite their magical prowess Bokors are still human, even if they are more resilient, and can die like any human.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=header]โ€” History;
Emmanuel was born during the Haitian Revolution. His family were revolutionaries and vodou practitioners who worked alongside the slave leader and Hougan Dutty Boukman before he was killed by French troops. Emmanuel was taught the ways of his people by his family, learning everything that he knew from elders like Boukman. His life changed forever when he turned 16 years old. After the death of Boukman his family was captured and made an example of, like their leader they had been beheaded. Emmanuel was only able to escape with the help of his family spirits guiding him. He ran as far as he could eventually regrouping with those who has also managed to escape.

Emmanuel got his vengeance soon enough now ever. With all that he learned he was able to raise the dead and attacked his enemies without mercy. After that Emmanuel made a deal with the Lwa Papa Legba, souls in exchange for youth and power. Parents: Laurent & Marie Beauvais
When did they receive their brochure: Emmanuel came across his brochure one night while performing a ritual. He was curious no doubt and the thought of being with people like him appealed to him, so he joined the school.

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QILIN
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requisite.
[div class=tag]full name:
yang insook. ( ์–‘์ธ์ˆ™ ).

[div class=tag]nicknames:
indigo. ( it's her favorite color ). unicorn. ( alludes to her species ).

[div class=tag]age:
seventeen.

[div class=tag]date of birth:[/div] june thirtieth.

[div class=tag]zodiac:[/div] cancer.

[div class=tag]place of birth:[/div] itaewon, south korea.

[div class=tag]ethnicity:[/div] korean. ( eastern asian ).

[div class=tag]gender:[/div] cisfemale. ( feminine pronouns ).

[div class=tag]orientation:[/div] demisexual demiromantic. [/div]
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visage.
[div class=tag]hair:
dark brown. ( naturally black ). cut to her shoulders. ( sometimes wears extensions ).

[div class=tag]eyes:
dark brown.

[div class=tag]skin:
pale. ( doesn't tan easily ). smooth. unblemished.

[div class=tag]height:[/div] 5'3" ft. / 162 cm.

[div class=tag]weight:[/div] 103 lbs. / 47 kg.

[div class=tag]distinguishing features:[/div] monolids. radiant smile.

[div class=tag]wardrobe:[/div] indigo's style follows typical south korean fashion, fluctuating between high street fashion to light and comfortable. her closet consists of sweaters and jackets of any kind โ€” leather, oversized, corduroy, turtlenecks, dark, colorful โ€” as well as a variety of skirts and jeans. on the few occasions she wears a dress, they gravitate towards being light and airy.

[div class=tag]face claim:[/div] lee ji eun. [/div]
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[div class=tag]personality:
like the few that have existed before her, indigo yang is as peaceful as a qilin may be. her existence in itself is auspicious, and every action she creates is luck-inducing. when it comes to indigo, what you see is what you get. with her shy grin, energy full of light and luck, and a penchant for all things childish, it's almost laughably easy to decipher what kind of person she is.

[div class=tag]alignment:
lawful good.

[div class=tag]positive traits:
amiable, whimsical, conscientious, empathetic, and gentle.

[div class=tag]negative traits:[/div] sensitive, absent-minded, cautious, gullible, and excitable.

[div class=tag]likes:[/div] blowing bubbles, walking on clouds, a warm traditional korean meal, music that gets stuck in her thoughts for days, compelling conversations, solving riddles and puzzles, people with good natures, inducing luck on others, and glitter.

[div class=tag]dislikes:[/div] people who underestimate her, walking on grass, pollution and greenhouse gases, excessive disorganization, feeling helpless, bigotry and discrimination, people that are mean for the sake of being mean, and hot beverages.

[div class=tag]fears:[/div] putting her luck on the wrong person and confinement.

[div class=tag]ailments:[/div] irregular eating patterns, as it's of common qilin behavior to avoid eating to avoid hurting nature. [/div]
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[div class=tag]theme song:[/div] autumn morning by iu.


species.
[div class=tag]explanation:[/div] the qilin is a mythical hooved chimerical creature known in chinese and other east asian cultures, said to appear with the imminent arrival or passing of a sage or illustrious ruler, like confucius. like the chinese dragon, the qilin is composed of different animals. they are associated with greatness and luck

[div class=tag]rules of species:[/div] it's believed that the lifespan of a qilin follows that of a sage or illustrious ruler; that's false. while indigo was born accordingly to the birth of a former korean president, her lifespan is eternal and her death can only be due to injury. though it's not perceived as a rule, qilins often avoid walking on or eating vegetation.

[div class=tag]extra:[/div] possesses a variety of supernatural powers and is capable of incinerating people when it is required to defend innocent people from the malice of evil-doers. [/div]
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[div class=tag]explaination[/div] first and foremost, paige can see, hear, and physically interact with spirits as though they were a living person. they can also โ€œattachโ€ themselves to her, feeding off her energy, to appear as a living person to non-paranormal sensitive folks. through seances, paige can summon specific individuals in the afterlife. however, the door is still open for anyone to walk through. you may get your long lost brother when seeking contact with your dearly departed grandma. paige is able to astral project, which is risky and has a time limit. itโ€™s like her spirit is connected to her body by a single thread. when she feels gentle tugging, she knows to return to her body or risk becoming a spirit herself. when she meets a spirit for the first time, she experiences their death as if she was them. itโ€™s quite unpleasant. lastly, she has very limited capabilities with reanimating the dead. she has only managed it in small animals, like birds and mice, for about 15 minutes. itโ€™s not something she is comfortable performing and would take a special circumstance for her to attempt it. [div class=tag]rules[/div] when spirits "attach" themselves to paige, there is a limit based on paigeโ€™s energy; stay too long, and she will faint. one should also use caution when summoning spirits, as paige has no way to send spirits away (though most are polite enough to leave when asked). she does not know how or when anybody will die, nor can she stop it from happening. she cannot mess with anyoneโ€™s spirit while they are still alive either. taking too long while astral projecting can permanently sever the tie between paige's spirit and her body, killing her. re-animating the dead is a very complex and dangerous feat. if it is not done properly, it could have disastrous results. [div class=tag]extra[/div] the animals she brought back to life werenโ€™t quite... right. they seemed empty and unaware. the animals would fly/walk aimlessly and bump into walls as if they never saw it. it terrifies her, so she refuses to do it. she doesnโ€™t know what happens after you die, just that some stick around and some move on. itโ€™s a question sheโ€™s asked many times, but she never receives an answer. [/div][/div] [div class="textcontainer col4 hidden tabsContent tabsContent4 breaks"][div class=text][div class=tag]history[/div] paige was a happy accident for daniel and leona o'connor, who had given up on conceiving a child. the o'connors were not an ordinary family, even for supernatural beings. daniel was fully human, though he was a medium... of sorts. the family claims to be descended from a child of hades, despite no obvious greek heritage (though it is possible that hades had a child with a non-greek woman). the mediumship was a fickle gift, often having different manifestations and even fully skipping generations. for example, daniel's mother had no abilities and daniel himself could only hear spirits and his communication with them was mostly through dreams. meanwhile, leona was a full blooded witch from a coven in boston. it gets a bit more complicated with paige. she has more capabilities than even the most gifted medium, but she has no other witch-like abilities. spells, potions, etc. are useless to her. she has been able to communicate with the dead her whole life. one of the most consistent spirits she's known is her great-grandmother, kathleen. kathleen was a full medium who had stuck around to help teach the next medium in the family since her daughter and grandson didn't have skills that required training. kathleen recognized the the true extent of paige's abilities that she theorized were amplified by her witch heritage. she had helped paige master her abilities until paige surpassed her. once she had nothing left to teach paige, she finally moved on. paige was only eleven and heartbroken. while paige was born in boston, she grew up in a small town in connecticut. she learned at a young age to keep her abilities a secret when she had to switch elementary schools after terrifying both her classmates and her teacher. after that small bump in the road, her school life was nothing but average. she wasn't popular, but she wasn't unpopular either. she got good grades and had a small group of friends. aside from her personal life, which she kept hidden, she was nothing but normal. high school was when tragedy struck. her best friend, madelyn, was dating another one of her friends, will. in the beginning of their sophomore year, will and two of his friends were killed in a horrific car accident. the whole school was devastated. months later, paige finally told madelyn about her abilities and that was the beginning of the end of their friendship. paige was miserable at their school after being turned on by her friends and dreaded going, often cutting classes to avoid certain people. she was incredibly relieved to receive her brochure and start over in a school for people who were like her. [div class=tag]brochure story[/div] what she thinks was her biggest mistake was telling her best friend the truth about who she really was. at first, she was more than willing to help her friend through her loss, especially since she encountered will's spirit almost as frequently as she did when he was alive. however, it began to be unhealthy. when they hung out, all mads wanted to do was talk to will. paige felt bad saying no; her friend was grieving. but, then madelyn started to push paige to do things she didn't want to do. madelyn was the one who pushed paige into experimenting with bringing the dead back to life. paige had enough and drew the line. madelyn was not happy with that and turned on her former best friend. she did her best to outcast her amongst her peers, spreading rumors about her being "crazy" and having delusions. these rumors were just her embellishing her abilities and painting them as mental illness. completely drained, paige was wandering the woods nearby her house when she found her brochure. taken by the idea of an escape from the "normal" world, paige followed the complex directions to campus, ready to immerse herself in the supernatural world where she belongs. 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  • daniel o'connor: alive. paige's father. while they have an overall good relationship, there is a bit of a disconnect between the two. daniel doesn't understand paige's abilities as much as he thinks he does. he tries to relate but ends up misunderstanding her due to the vast difference between their abilities.
  • leona o'connor: alive. paige's mother. though she was disappointed her only child did not inherit her abilities, she was completely supportive of paige exploring her own nature. they have a close relationship and are each others confidents.
  • madelyn brooks:alive. paige's ex-best friend the two were once almost inseparable. when things started to go south, paige didn't really blame madelyn because her heart broke for her friend. but once madelyn turned on her, paige could never forgive her for reacting the way she did.
  • kathleen williams: deceased. paige's great-grandmother. though they never met in life, paige was quite close to her mentor. she looked up to her and appreciated the knowledge she had passed onto her. when she finally moved on, paige was heartbroken.
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[div class=roleline style="left: 67px;"][/div] [div class=roleline style="left: 132px;"][/div] [div class=role style="top: 30px; left: 50px;"]the[/div] [div class=role style="top: 65px; left: 115px;"]kitsune[/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents2"][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]name[/div] Yukimori Arisa [div class=tag]nickname[/div] She has taken the liking to "Risa". [div class=tag]age[/div] 424 years old but assumes the appearance of an 18 year old. [div class=tag]gender[/div] Demigirl but prefers she/her pronouns. [div class=tag]sexuality[/div] Heterosexual. [div class=tag]date of birth[/div] June 30. [div class=tag]zodiac[/div] Cancer. [div class=tag]place of birth[/div] In the woods of Kyoto, Japan. [div class=tag]race/ethnicity[/div] Japanese [div class=tag]hair[/div] with color as dark as night sky, her hair only reaches past her shoulders with full bangs. [div class=tag]eyes[/div] fine and narrow dark brown eyes that are considered to be very sensual. [div class=tag]skin[/div] smooth complexion that almost appears like ivory littered with beauty marks. the most prominent is one on her left cheek near her smile line and one below her lip near her chin. [div class=tag]height[/div] 5'5". [div class=tag]weight[/div] 105 lbs. [div class=tag]distinguishing features[/div] beauty marks. sensual eyes. high cheekbones. [div class=tag]wardrobe[/div] her personality tends to be seen through in her clothes as sheโ€™s typically unafraid when it comes to experimenting in fashion considering she has seen many fashion trends come and go. However a common point is that her articles of clothing tend to be very feminine. Her attire tends to be sporadic- it could be simple more comfort-oriented to one that is more runway worthy with no regard to the setting. She can be dressed as extravagantly for something as simple as running a few errands in the market. enter her closet. [div class=tag]face claim[/div] Komatsu Nana. [/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents3"][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]species[/div] coming from japanese folklore, kitsunes are an intelligent fox creature with magical powers, including shapeshifting, enchantment, illusions, fox flame, and supernatural wisdom. The more tails a kitsune hasโ€”they may have as many as nineโ€”the older, wiser, and more powerful it is known as Kyลซbi no Kitsune, and usually treated as incredibly powerful and dangerous even if they're not evil, which they often are. typically, they have no concept of right or wrong. they often steal the life force or vitality of others through physical touch. [div class=tag]rules of species[/div] kitsunes have difficulty hiding their tails when they take human form, particularly when drunk or careless, is a common method of discerning the creature's true nature. They may also be exposed while in human form by their fear and hatred of dogs, and some become so rattled by their presence that they revert to the form of a fox and flee. [div class=tag]extra[/div] there are some words that are found difficult to pronounce such as โ€œmoshi-moshiโ€ and the inability to do tongue-twisters. [div class=tag]personality[/div] along with her cherubic face, she has a bright and bubbly personality that makes it easy for others to approach her. sheโ€™s discreetly a physical person who starts with a faint brush of body contact here and there until the end of the day, one would realize that theyโ€™d been holding hands with her the entire time. arisa has a boundless amount that makes people become drawn to her. this makes it easy for her to wrap others around her little finger. a natural born seducer. Itโ€™s one of her methods on how she tries to get away, fluttering her long lashes towards them and often acting innocent when she gets caught since this little fox often plays pranks. her mischievous and whimsical disposition is one another reason why she gets along with others so well, along with her ability to assess and control the mood of the party. however, thatโ€™s only skin-deep and not everything is what it seems. for what hides behind her eyes that couldnโ€™t seem to be read, in contrast to the saying of the eyes as the windows to anotherโ€™s soul, is a sociopath waiting to strike. for all her friendliness, arisa remains as an enigma as she shares little about herself. the way she acts hides the truth of her age to let others guard down. arisa is highly intelligent but that gift is not often used for the benefit of good. for the fox is always scheming, laying down the seeds so that the chaos may bear fruit. a benefit of having a glib tongue can cause a whisper from her lips can turn friend against friend. she has no remorse when it comes to stealing another personโ€™s lover only to leave them high and dry afterwards. be wary when she offers you gifts for it cause you more harm than good. proceed with caution when engaging with this highly dangerous individual. [div class=tag]alignment[/div] chaotic evil. [div class=tag]positives[/div] charming, intelligent, intuitive, resourceful, enigmatic. [div class=tag]negatives[/div] calculating, cunning, mischievous, sly, vengeful. [div class=tag]likes[/div] abura-age, chaos, kitsune udon, sake, inari-zushi, pranks, wrecking havoc. [div class=tag]dislikes[/div] confinement, constraints, dogs, goody-two-shoes, shackles, lack of freedom. [div class=tag]fears[/div] dogs and betrayal. [div class=tag]ailments[/div] sociopath. [/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents4"][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]backstory[/div] born as part of a litter of kits whose fur was already white as snow due to their unusual heritage. it was a unique union between a zenko and yako-turned-tenko fox pair. there are two classifications of kitsune: her mother, a zenko were benevolent celestial foxes that were associated with the God Inari who often served as divine messengers; meanwhile her father was a mischievous yako kitsune who was on his seventh tail when he had encounter their mother who was on a task. He immediately became smitten with her however the disparity between them made it difficult for them to interact much less enter into a union with one another. for the sake of her mother, although the other method would have been much faster, he had mended his ways and methods in order to achieve his ninth tail- essentially becoming a tenko or otherwise known as a heavenly or celestial fox and ascended to the heavens to marry their mother. for one reason or another, her siblings and she were born in the mortal world where they predominantly spent their youth in the same manner as any other young fox does. since they were still incapable of harnessing the power that they had. due to the nature of her motherโ€™s job, the duty of raising them mainly fell on the lap of her father. although he had already become a tenko who were known for their wisdom, he had still have remnants of his yako nature as he would play with her siblings. he would also teach them several tricks and pranks including magic and how to shapeshift. as though the rule of nature, their capability to do a successful shapeshift didnโ€™t manifest or was considered stable until they reached a hundred years old. once they reached a hundred years old and was capable of shapeshifting, they had started becoming more independent. they were all going their own paths, especially oriented on which of the characteristics of their parents they had inherited more. those who were more like her mother followed after her. however those who inherited her fatherโ€™s yako characteristics had spent more time independently. among all of them, she appeared to be the bad egg as she was practically a yako excluding her white fur. out of concern, they had her visit their home in the forest often. she had spent much time pulling tricks on unsuspecting individuals to lead travels astray with her kitsune-bi or fox-fire in the similar manner of a will-o-wisp or she would confuse them with her illusions or visions. some were harmless pranks, some were a target of a form of punishment. not necessarily all that she had done was bad as she would occasionally repaid favors to some humans who either treated her with respect or help her. however, there is a distinction between kitsune gifts from kitsune payments. If she were to offer a payment or reward that includes money or material wealth, it would often be useless items like leaves or twigs under magical illusion. true kitsune gifts are usually intangibles, such as protection, knowledge, or long life but few or barely one has managed to receive one from her. however, the turning point of her life was when her sister was hunted by hunters and was save by a male mortal. in order to repay the debt she had become the bride of the male mortal that saved her. when arisa had gotten the news, she had become flabbergasted as she had encountered similar situations but never expected to become a bride. late at night, she secretly visited her sister only to be received coldly. her sister with her large swollen belly warned her against visiting her home, in fear of being revealed. arisa wouldnโ€™t listen to her be that as it may. as she would spent time in the forest or strolling through towns, it couldnโ€™t help but bother her as she couldnโ€™t get it out with her mind. so she had decided to visit her sister once more. time flew by differently for them compared to a mortal, she couldnโ€™t help but become very aware of that fact when she found in her sisterโ€™s home- a wrinkly baby. with furrowed eyebrows, she inspected the tiny creature- a vast amount of her interest pique mainly due to the fact it was her sisterโ€™s child. And when the child smiled at her, it had brought a strange and foreign feeling in her chest. the next few days, she had spent time observing from afar of watching her sisterโ€™s marital relationship and the child that she was taking care of. arisa had a hard time understanding why her sister was doing this and why it appeared like she was enjoying it. until eventually it was put into a stop once more when she had been caught again. out of affection for her, she had decided to obey her sister's words. yet, it didnโ€™t completely stop as she would secretly meet her growing child. she found it mildly interesting on how fast they grew in a short period of time then again, their lives were incredibly short compared to hers. as she watch her sisterโ€™s child play, she couldnโ€™t help but be curious if the child inherited a portion of their abilities as their blood was flowing in their flames. she would secretly call to him play with this beautiful sister teaching him tricks and magic that her own father had taught them back then. she had find that she had been interested in him more than she ever did with others. as a joke, she had ended blurting out as a suggestion as taking him as her groom when he grows older however his reaction had caused her to take it seriously. although it initially started lighthearted, arisa eventually became more and more serious about it and began to look forward to the day he would take her as his bride. she hadnโ€™t really been hiding the fact that she wasnโ€™t human. however one day, her sister had suddenly come home. she revealed that her son had caught her in her fox form. with wide-eyes, she questioned her sister what had happened then to her son. she had stated she entrusted him to the onmyลji Kamo no Tadayuki in order to ensure that he would not grow up to be evil. essentially risking her life, she had visited him once more, who was now in the care of the onmyลji. he had recognized that she too, was a kitsune just as his mother has been. arisa gave him one chance, questioning him if he was still willing to accept her as his bride now that he knew. innocent and clueless, all that he had knew was her glib words and pleasant appearance that was more than enough to steal his young heart had nodded. but this pleased her nonetheless as she accepted him as her own. it would be several years later when they would meet again, and his name had spread far and wide as a famed onmyลji: Abe no Seimei. arisa had met him without appearing to have aged a day since he has last saw her. he was older and wiser now, aware of the nature of her kind yet he was unable to rebuke or push her away since she had gotten his most innocent affections- his first love, to be exact, that made it difficult for him to do so. while she was with him, she hadnโ€™t displayed any of her yako tendencies. instead, she would often help by his side performing his duties. she had always put on an obedient appearance, trying to play the role of the dutiful wife yet despite her efforts, he had yet to wed her. she had questioned time and time again but he always evaded her and like the fool, she pretended not to see them. even risking her life and gaining pity again and again to help him hadnโ€™t been enough. but she was so intent on becoming his bride as it had been in her mind for so long. for the long years, that would ordinarily be short, she had been waiting that it had become longing and convinced it was love. she knew he felt the same. she knew and yet reality was becoming different to what she had envisioned. so different that she had never expected after the nights they would lay side by side one another, he would trap her. he had been the only one she had never cheated, lied or stolen his life force from and yet the words that came out of his mouth hurt her more than anyone could. he stated that crimes that she carried her too heavy, the blood that she spilled far too many and it was against his profession to marry someone of her kind. hot warm spills through her cheeks as she had sarcastically thought of the fact it goes against his code yet he was born from one. he stated further that ordinarily he would have her killed or worst but his next action had practically killed her anyway as he heartlessly sliced off her tail- despite the fact she had just recently have gotten her fourth tail. her body was such in excruciating pain as he ripped his tail off her but her heart even more so. yet the tail he had gotten was not the one he had aimed for since it wasnโ€™t her main tail and the source of all her power. she had forced herself to escape not avoid major recuppersions. although every cell in her body cried out in pain from the burden of pushing her body to its limits when it had already been suffering from her tail being cut, her heart and mind couldnโ€™t bear the shock of the betrayal of whom she considered her significant other. after all her tears had passed, all that been left was a burning fuel of pain, anger and regret. with her body in poor condition, she quickly seeked out to steal the vitality of others with no regard- heartlessly wrecking havoc in her midst to heal the pain of the hole in her body, when she had come across the strange brochure. her lips slowly curled upwards as she decided on who were next victims were supposed to be. [div class=tag]relationships[/div] she has a warm relationship with her family but the rest of the world can rot in hell. 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[div class=tag]nickname:[/div] Mae

[div class=tag]age:[/div] 17

[div class=tag]gender:[/div] female

[div class=tag]sexuality:[/div] bisexual

[div class=tag]role:[/div] the witch posessed by a witch

[div class=tag]faceclaim:[/div] Kaya Scodelario

[div class=tag]height:[/div] 5' 7"

[div class=tag]weight:[/div] 120lbs

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[/div][/div] [div class="textcontainer tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display:none;"][div class=text] [div class=tag]persona: [/div] The body of Maeve Edwards currently holds two souls who are two conflicting personalities. Firstly Maeve herself is a bright and ambitious individual. She tries to make herself useful in any given situation, even if it's something where her abilities would be out of reach. Needless to say, she likes a challenge and competition but doesn't take failure too easily especially when her family is around. She is also conscious to how people view her especially those whom she respects. As the youngest of 5, she is still a child at heart when it comes to optimism but knows the difference of careless daydreaming and taking action.

Kalista on the other hand, is a more reserved individual. Her time stuck in an in-between dimension has made her more deprived of emotion and human connection though not completely since Maeve has been helping Kali "re-integrate" herself into modern society. In many ways, her original self was a lot like Maeve. Such as always trying to verify her worth as a follower of Hecate, going as far as performing an extremely risky ritual. Kali now sees ambition and optimism as childish and futile and one of her reasons for conflict with Maeve.
[/div][/div] [div class="textcontainer tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display:none;"][div class=text] [div class=tag]family:[/div] Melinda Edwards (Mother) 4 older sisters

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[div class=tag]education:[/div] Wollstonecraft

[div class=tag]history:[/div] Being the youngest daughter of a coven leader, Maeve had a lot of expectations to meet in comparison to all her older sisters' achievements. Her mother is a powerful and famous witch that Maeve looked up to. With the constant pressure to gain more power, she took to ancient rituals. On the eve of her 15th birthday, Maeve performed a demonic summoning in hopes of solving all her problems. But instead of summoning a great king of hell, she ended up calling upon an ancient witch girl named Kalista. Originally Kalista was a follower of Hecate back in ancient Greece who ended up been caught between the dimensions of hell and Earth after a botched ritual.

The summoning Maeve performed somehow released Kalista and their two souls combined into one body, that of Maeve's. At first, the experience was traumatizing for both girls, with two conflicting personalities stuck in one body leading to both of them constantly fighting for control. Eventually, the two learned to co-exist now working towards the goal of releasing Kalista to an original form. It wasn't until a few months after they agreed on this pact, that Maeve's body was able to produce more powerful magic- the result of having two witch souls. She originally came to Wollstonecraft Academy to find a way to separate them both and hone her magic. But something inside of her (besides Kalista) wants to keep this situation permanent.

Currently, they are in an agreement to split their time in control of the body with Maeve taking 8 hours of the day, Kali taking 8 hours at night and the rest of the time spent sleeping. While one is in current possession of Maeve's body, the other is still conscious of what is happening and can even talk as if a voice inside the head.

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[div class="1tab tabs"][div class=chatbox] [div class=reqchat]Leave a little wiggle room to pull the stick out of your ass, okay? You might need it.[/div] [div class=reqicon][/div] [/div][div class=reqbody][div class=reqscroll][div class=reqstackc] [div class=reqstack] [div class=reqh]full name[/div] [div class=reqt]tiago aave leota[/div] [/div] [div class=reqstack] [div class=reqh]nickname(s)[/div] [div class=reqt]tigre[/div] [/div] [div class=reqstack] [div class=reqh]age[/div] [div class=reqt]18[/div] [/div] [div class=reqstack] [div class=reqh]gender[/div] [div class=reqt]male[/div] [/div] [div class=reqstack] [div class=reqh]sexuality[/div] [div class=reqt]pansexual[/div] [/div] [div class=reqstack] [div class=reqh]dob[/div] [div class=reqt]June 1st[/div] [/div] [div class=reqstack] [div class=reqh]zodiac[/div] [div class=reqt]gemini[/div] [/div] [div class=reqstack] [div class=reqh]birthplace[/div] [div class=reqt]Mรฉrida, Mexico[/div] [/div] [div class=reqstack] [div class=reqh]ethnicity[/div] [div class=reqt]half brazilian, half samoan[/div] [/div] [/div]
[div class=appc] [div class=apph]hair[/div] [div class=appt]tiago's hair is a wavy dark brown with a coarse texture strangely similar to animal fur[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]eyes[/div] [div class=appt]Dark brown eyes help to mask the size of one's unnaturally large pupils.[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]skin[/div] [div class=appt]Tiago has spent the majority of his days under the warm sun of his home in mexico. That along with frequent travels to his parents home countries has left him with a warm complexion that radiates much like his smile. On first touch, his skin feels smooth to the touch, but an individual with more sensitive senses may be able to notice the downy hairs along his body.[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]height[/div] [div class=appt]5'10"[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]weight[/div] [div class=appt]154 lbs[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]dist. features.[/div] [div class=appt]tiago's teeth align with more animalistic attributes than human, which gives him an intimidating, but endearing(?) toothy smile.[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]wardrobe[/div] [div class=appt]a.[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]faceclaim[/div] [div class=appt]alex riono[/div] [/div] [/div][div class=reqscroll][/div][/div]
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[div class="2tab tabs" style=display:none;][div class=pers] [div class=persheader] [div class=persbox] [div class=persh]likes.[/div] [div class=perst][div class=scroll]campfires, blackberries, dogs, tall tales, mythology, competitions, athletics [/div][/div] [/div] [div class=persbox] [div class=persh]dislikes.[/div] [div class=perst][div class=scroll]lectures, pity, boring conversations, coffee, getting too personal [/div][/div] [/div] [/div][div class=persbody][div class=scroll] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]persona[/div] [div class=appt]Tiago is obnoxious, mischievous, and cocky, but he does have redeeming traits. He's charming, for example, and he prefers mischief that (almost) everyone can enjoy rather than mean-spirited ploy that only he would enjoy. Tiago prefers to get as much enjoyment out of life as possible while avoiding any kind of conflict that does not work in his favor. As a being born for mischief, he just wants to have fun and be entertained. The majority of conflicts and responsibilities in the world tend to bog down said goal for merriment. Tiago rarely sticks his neck out for others without it benefiting himself in some way. He doesn't believe in inconveniencing oneself for the betterment of others. It's all too easy for him to push off responsibilities onto someone else so that he can do what he deems important. To lessen the discontentment of the party involved, he typically sweet talks them. Tiago's confidence occasionally wavers to show[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]virtues[/div] [div class=appt]charming, can read a room, humorous, strategic, confident, skilled at the things he takes interest in, fast learner [/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]vices[/div] [div class=appt]sarcastic, can be mean-spirited, puts self-interest first, lying is a hobby [/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]alignment[/div] [div class=appt]chaotic neutral[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]fears[/div] [div class=appt]being abandoned by his parents. not having any loved ones.[/div] [/div] [div class=appc] [div class=apph]ailments[/div] [div class=appt]Tiago is sensitive to bright lights and prone to poor vision and headaches [/div] [/div] [/div][/div] [/div][/div]


[div class="3tab tabs" style=display:none;][div class=hist][div class=histbody][div class=histh]backstory.[/div][div class=hscroll]Tiago's parents did not go on holiday to Ireland with the intention of copulation. In the eyes of newlyweds, Maria and Aleki Leota, a preparedness to tie the knot did not equate to a preparedness to raise a child. They were merely two young people in love. Two young people who were learning how to navigating the ins and outs of adulthood, while trying to resist the urge to move back in with their parents.

A honeymoon for them was meant to be a break from the crushing pressures of reality where they could just be happy together. Baby-making was not on the agenda so long as birth-control existed. But in life, what are plans, but a guideline that is vaguely followed.

During their trip abroad, Tiago's parents opted for a nontraditional course of exploration in the mountains of Ireland over the tourist hotspots in the cities. The land was gorgeous, with rolling hills, dipping valleys, and thriving wildlife that they couldn't resist witnessing firsthand. The villages and towns they visited accommodated the wandering couple with inns to stay in during evenings, and local cuisine to carry with them for their travels on foot. The townies didn't care much for small talk with the strangers, but they were not unkind to the pair. When the couple stayed in their towns, their hosts would give them tips and advice for their travels and were often open to consult when Maria and Aleki were in need of something. Overall, the pseudo-backpacking experience was pleasant and worthwhile, but as the two ventured into the more quaint villages, they grew uneasy with the shift in "helpful" advice from the locals.

More often than not, as the blazing light of the sun began to retreat behind the mountains, the couple was warned to not go out at night. The locals people had many superstitions about nature spirits that preyed on the vulnerabilities of mortals. Not wanting to upset their hosts, the couple listened. But these warnings of nature spirits were soon reiterated in the mornings as their stay was extended. Some of the cautionary tales uttered landed in the range of common sense such as not approaching wild horses, but others felt silly โ€”such an not eating overripe fruitโ€” and were quickly forgotten by Maria and her husband.

When Maria found a bush full of beautiful fruit and popped one into her mouth, the thought in her mind was that overripe blackberry she ate tasted like disappointment not malevolent spirits.

And a few days later when the newlyweds honeymoon came to end, Maria contemplated her future career plans on the flight back to Mexico rather than the implications of eating a single berry she'd forgotten about. From day one, her mind had completely disregarded the warning that eating an overripe blackberry could allow a Puca to enter you. She was not a superstitous woman, and, honestly, she had no idea what a Puca was. What was there to be concerned about?

9 months later, a babe comprised of the DNA of two unprepared parents and the spirit of a fairy was brought into the world.

From the day of his birth, Tiago proved to be an odd child. His presence unsettled his parents in how he seemed to gaze at them with a constant awareness. Maria couldn't explain why interacting with her son left her with a nagging inkling that he was plotting, or that he knew exactly what he was doing when ran over his father's foot with his toy truck.
In childhood, Tiago physically fronted as a mortal to his others, but his mind and his being were of the fae. And a fairy is not a creature of peace.

As Tiago gained more mobility and agency with his aging, his presence brought unpredictability and chaos in the Leatos household. Maria quickly learned that an interaction with her son could upset the balance of their lives if she weren't careful. If they delved into an argument, items around the house would break for weeks, even when Tiago was not home, and wild animals would vandalize her home and property. If Tiago desired something and Maria agreed, the land and plants around their house would flourish and her son would give rather (specific) helpful advice. Though there was no evidence to prove Maria's hunch, she knew that her son must be involved, and (part of her felt wrong for thinking it) something about him was off. It was unnatural. The suspicion of her son was driving the poor woman up the walls. She once thought that she saw her son turn into a dog in his room!

Other things that stressed both of the young parents out was Tiago's proclivity for trouble making. He seemed to get a thrill out of telling outrageous stories to befuddle or dupe his neighbors, and enjoyed making the plights of his classmates and acquaintances more arduous for his own entertainment; they had one too many parent-teacher conferences over his behavior. Tiago's behavior was never with ill intent or malice, but his inkling for chaos was not in the spirit of others either. It worried his parents.

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Though Tiago was far away from the lands where his fairy spirit originated from, he knew instinctively what he was and that it extended far beyond his 19 years of life. Still that knowledge did nothing to help him learn how to control his fae abilities. Knowing that he's a Puka and knowing how to be a Puka were two entirely different concepts. Half the time, Tiago felt as if he were a slave to his own abilities. His shapeshifting seems to happen on random nights, and if he doesn't get up to "hijinks", his body fills with restless energy and his powers started to get out of whack... His mother's garden has seen some times... Plus the swiftness with which his moods flip are recipes for mental whiplash.

After 19 years as living as a human rather than a phantom fairy, Tiago isn't ready to give up the benefits of his life, but he also can't resist the draw of his true being. In an ideal world, he'd be able to control his abilities rather than them controlling him and have the best of both worlds without being exposed to his parents, and that's what the brochure from Wollstonecraft seemed to offer โ€” along with an opportunity for new thrills.

A new environment means new recipes for mischief, and Tiago could never resist such a delectable opportunity.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=text][div class="tag pink"]name[/div]Ria Myura Potiphar

[div class="tag pink"]nickname[/div] N/A

[div class="tag pink"]age[/div]appears 17 (actually 117)

[div class="tag pink"]gender[/div]cisgender female

[div class="tag pink"]sexuality[/div]heteroflexible

[div class="tag pink"]dob[/div]july 17

[div class="tag pink"]zodiac[/div]cancer

[div class="tag pink"]birthplace[/div]niihau, hawaii

[div class="tag pink"]race/ethnicity[/div]hawaiian

[div class="tag pink"]faceclaim[/div]auli'i cravalho

[div class="tag pink"]height[/div]5'3''

[div class="tag pink"]weight[/div]121lbs

[div class="tag pink"]hair[/div]ria's hair is a silky dark brown that appears to flutter with a constant breeze

[div class="tag pink"]eyes[/div]an almost shifting dark brown

[div class="tag pink"]dist. features[/div]ria may not feel sadness, but her eyes appear perpetually melancholic

[div class="tag pink"]skin[/div]ria's skin hold a much paler tinge than it did when she was fully mortal due to her half-spirit state, and the feel of it is like touching a gossamer curtain that slides from in between your fingers when you attempt to grasp it

[div class="tag pink"]wardrobe[/div]In line with her islander upbringing and her sylph nature, Ria prefers to wear flowy dresses and clothing. Wearing clothing she's familiar with helps to ground her and it also feels much less restricting than the clothes people wear now. When she's not wearing dresses, she prefers a loose top and a long skirt โ€” the concept of donning pants is horrifying for her.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=text][div class="tag cyan"]persona[/div]On first meeting, Ria exudes the air of the bubbly, slightly air headed girl who attempts to befriend every person she comes across. She enjoys chatting with friends and strangers alike as if they've known each other all their lives. She doesn't read much into social cues. Not because she doesn't get them, but because she doesn't care for them. Rules meant to limit the social interactions of others are rules that are not meant to be followed in her eyes. It's both hard for classmates to hate Ria and exceptionally easy, because she seems to have such a disregard for boundaries โ€”in more than one sense.

Interactions with Ria sometimes feel extremely off-putting because the girl is so intense. Much like her element, Ria's moods seems to ebb and flow with the wind. Going from gentle and soothing to raging and forceful. Being a sylph has intensified the range at which she feels emotion, but has also limited it to two sides of the emotional coin: rage and joy. Mainly, she tends to stay in the joyful side since it takes a lot for things to make her really angry, but that does not make her above being spiteful or petty when something rubs her the wrong way.

[div class="tag cyan"]vices[/div] holds little opinion on moral dilemmas, spiteful, lacks boundaries, bullheaded, emotionally detached/distant at times, vengeful, a tad insensitive

[div class="tag cyan"]virtues[/div] undeterred, intuitive, excitable, loyal (almost to a fault) if she likes someone, seeks the positives in life, cunning, hard-working, self-starter

[div class="tag cyan"]likes[/div]nature walks, sugar, music, singing, performing arts, crafts, gardening, anything exciting

[div class="tag cyan"]dislikes[/div]swimming, the cold, fire, being made to sit still, emotional vulnerability, self-reflection, accusations, disagreements

[div class="tag cyan"]alignment[/div]true neutral

[div class="tag cyan"]fears[/div]Dying without a soul

[div class="tag cyan"]ailments[/div]Ria struggles daily with being a sylph. She was given a second chance at life, but she finds herself in constant turmoil over whether it was worth it. Because she cannot feel sad, these feelings switch between presenting as a vicious, unrelenting anger or becoming completely numb. When these moods come upon Ria, she isolates herself from others to avoid any backlash or conflict, but sometimes she wants to her others in this state. She wants them feel the range of pain that she is limited from feeling.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=text][div class="tag yellow"]family[/div]Ria believes that her family may be alive somewhere, but she hesitates to contact them for reasons she can't explain. She knows that she prefers to be alone over inserting herself back into their lives and causing chaos.

[div class="tag yellow"]received brochure[/div]After Ria's first trip to earth, she returned frequently to the same region. When she touched down in her same spot, she found the brochure waiting for her tucked into a bush.

[div class="tag yellow"]history[/div]Ria longs for a life she can no longer remember. It's a tragic form of irony to learn that the price of immortality is the loss of one's life. Still, the mind may be made to forget, but the heart never does. Ria recalls flashes of who she once, and whether good or bad, she cherishes that she has not lost herself entirely because she was loved.

Ria, our island treasure. A fond phrase she heard often growing up, uttered not only by her parents but locals too. Life on Niihau was a pleasant one that Ria cherished. Not many can claim that they were raised in a community where visitors were limited but the locals could travel freely from and to the island. The Island was keeping up with the world outside while maintaining its distance. Niihau's closed off position to the outside promoted a simple but community-oriented lifestyle, and one was more community oriented than Ria. As the youngest of four, she was very accustomed to being babied and cared for. Her eldest sister used to bring her fresh fruit as a child if she thought her baby sister wasn't eating enough. With such patient and doting family members as her own, Ria knew exactly what it felt like to be in someone's heart and thoughts. She couldn't imagine not sharing such love with others in her community.

The bubbly and outgoing girl gained a reputation rather quickly as the heart of the community. She cared for and helped everyone when she could, and was always there to spend time one someone and brighten their day in any way that she could manage. And Ria's efforts to make others feel loved made her even more loved in her tight-knit community. Even those who were not close to Ria in some way knew of her. Her was a name that attracted much attention.

That attention lead to her death.

As Ria grew older and entered prime marrying age, and young man took special interest in her. Kai was his name. A soft spoken boy with a knack for building and are longtime admirer of Ria. He adored Ria. Not merely because she was kind, but because he knew that she worked to be as such. Before Ria became the Island Treasure, Kai would play with her as children. She was a spoiled thing. Spiteful. And terribly self-absorbed. Ria did not start out as the nicest girl on earth, but after a heated argument with her mother left her feeling guilty for how badly she'd hurt her she decided to make an effort to change. Though Kia and Ria did not interact as much as they got older, Ria was always receptive of Kia's compliments and attempts at interacting with her. He was a nice and talented boy who she spent much of her childhood with, and she wanted to get to know his as he was now... She wanted him to like her.

It was no surprise when Kai began courting Ria officially.

The two spent a great deal of time together wandering the island and debating. Ria told him about the trips she and her family had taken off the island and Kai shared stories of projects he was working on for the community. They talked about whatever came to their minds. It was fun. But Ria began to realize something as time went on. Ria did not like Kai romantically. She liked him much more as a friend. One night, while the two sat watching the waves hit the shore, Ria decided to tell Kai what she had come to terms with and call the courting off. As expected, the news was not taken well. Kai was confused, hurt, and mortified. All feelings he was justified in feeling, Ria thought. But her feelings were justified too, and she didn't want to marry a boy she didn't love. Kai began to try and reason with Ria, pleading with her to reconsider and she began to grow uncomfortable. She had made up her mind.

Ria went to stand and and leave. Kai stood up to. He grabbed her arm, pleading for Ria to listen to him. The young girl began to grow upset. Seeing Kai behave in such a way was painful, and she didn't want to prolong the misery for either of them. Quietly she asked him to let her go. His hold on her wrist slackened and she took that as her cue to leave, but as she was making to walk away, Kai tried to pull her back and Ria slipped. She plummeted fast and hard. The darkness enveloped her quickly drawing the curtain on the tragic melody of Kai pleading for her to stay awake.

When she awoke, she felt light. Lighter than a feather and free, but not her. Time flowed differently as a sylph. Her sisters say the passage of time is nothing to concern oneself with, but for Ria not knowing how many days, weeks, or even years had passed made her anxious. Still, she didn't make a fuss. She shifted the winds, brought the rains, and worked diligently as a good elemental spirit. When the work was done, she'd make music with her sisters, and when it was time to rest she would sit up for long periods of time before retiring. Wash, rinse, repeat.

The change in Ria's routine came when she left the domain of the sky for the first time and found that she could shift back to her mortal form. It'd been so long since she'd been herself. It was exhilarating; it was the most alive Ria have felt since she was on the island. If she had any control in her life, she would've gone back to the island, but she had no idea where she was. Let alone, that she could actually step on land without dying. The world looked so beautiful and alive. It brought tears to her eyes as she walked. She never thought she'd walk again. She never thought she'd feel somewhat human again. The emotions were like a tidal wave. So much more intense than when she was human, and intensified by the energy of the nature surrounding her.

The joy didn't last.

When Ria came across actual civilization after walking for a few minutes. She realized that something was wrong. Everything was wrong. An irrational sense of anger bubbled up in her. The world she'd left behind was different. The clothes, the technology, the people. She'd missed so much. How long had it been?

100 years...

The rage in Ria's body wrapped around her heart, strangling it until it crumbled into the hole where her soul once resided. She couldn't be on land anymore. Her body was buzzing like it was full of blood thirsty hornets and she needed to escape. When she took to the sky, a weight was lifted off her shoulders, but the discontent never left. Ria hated every moment of her life after that. She hated being a sylph. She hated her sisters. She hated music. Every waking moment was full of rage that she was not living. Ria didn't know what she could do to change her position in life. She didn't know if she could. Then the letter from Wollstonecraft arrived and Ria decided that even if she could no longer get her life back, she was going to find a purpose to live. So that the anger in her being would not consume her.
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[div class=textcontainer][div class=text][div class="tag navy"]species[/div]Becoming a sylph did not cause drastic or obvious changes to Ria's physical form as it once existed. Compared to other beings, when in her more mortal form she passes with ease as a human being... Externally. Her internal transformations have taken considerably more time to adjust to. It's an unsettling sensation that Ria struggles to describe. How it feels to no longer have a soul. Humans take it for granted, waking up each day and existing as a whole being. Ria can't recall what it felt like to wake up each day and not have a hollow inkling in the root of her chest that something was missing. Something integral to who she was.

Other changes to Ria is that she no longer feels grounded. When fronting as a human, she feels a perpetual pull to return to her spirit form and when touched by others, the sensation of her skin is like touching a gossamer curtain that slides from in between your fingers when you attempt to grasp it. Maintaining a mortal form can be taxing on a sylph if they use their powers too frequently, but Ria prefers it because it makes her feel normal. Even if she is smaller than she used to be. Her spirit form is akin to what one describes as a fairy. She still looks like Ria, but about foot in height with hollow eyes, more angular and humanoid features and large, wispy bird-like wings. She is not visible to humans in her sylph form and is near-intangible.

[div class="tag navy"]rules[/div]Although Ria is still adjusting to her new self, the abilities definitely help to lighten the load. She is both stronger and faster than she used to be, has the ability of flight, and can control the winds and clouds with ease. She also has a deep connection to nature. Though a sylph may surpass a human in terms of physical abilities, they can still succumb to the limitations of mortality, i.e. hunger, illness, or injury. Physical developments Ria has noted is that she consumes much more food than average and sleeps much less. Her injuries also take much longer to heal than average in her mortal form in contrast to the quickness with which she heals in her spirit form. If Ria falls asleep in her mortal form, she can become trapped in that state for days or even weeks and her powers will be limited or even disappear until she changes back. With the loss of her soul, Ria has lost her ability to feel sadness. The closest she can come is rage, blankness, a disgusted form of pity, and a detached sense of longing.

[div class="tag navy"]extra[/div]A rumor that has circulated around for centuries is that can only travel through the air for they will become trapped in the earth, burn in fire, and drown in water. In the broad sense, this is true. In her spirit form, Ria is much more vulnerable to the other elements. Touching the ground weighs her down as if someone were pushing her down (extended contact can crush her bones), she is extremely sensitive to heat and being too near to a fire can burn her skin, and if submerged in water, a sylph will sink; they cannot swim.

It is said that a sylph can gain a soul by marrying a mortal

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nova ophelia zhong
โa halo full of fireโž
[/div] [div class="tabs 1tab" style=display:none;][div class=req] [div class=reqiconb][div class=reqicon][/div][/div] [div class=reqbox1c][div class=scroll style=width:110%;] [div class=reqbox1] [div class=reqc style=margin-top:2px;] [div class=h1]name[/div] [div class=reqt1]nova ophelia zhong .[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc] [div class=h1]nickname[/div] [div class=reqt1]nova .[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc] [div class=h1]age[/div] [div class=reqt1]seventeen .[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc] [div class=h1]gender[/div] [div class=reqt1]female .[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc] [div class=h1]sexuality[/div] [div class=reqt1]bisexual .[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc] [div class=h1]ethnicity[/div] [div class=reqt1]chinese mongolian .[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc] [div class=h1]role[/div] [div class=reqt1]witch .[/div] [/div] [/div] [/div][/div] [div class=reqbox2c][div class=scroll] [div class=reqbox2] [div class=reqc2 style=margin-top:0px;] [div class=h2]physique[/div] [div class=reqt2]rather small in height with natural curves, small waist; 160 cm; 53 kg[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]hair colour[/div] [div class=reqt2]a very dark brown color that appears to be black in most lights [/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]hair styling[/div] [div class=reqt2]shoulder length, traditional bangs[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]eye colour[/div] [div class=reqt2]deep brown in which you get lost in[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]skin[/div] [div class=reqt2]honey olive, soft and smooth[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]dist. features[/div] [div class=reqt2]bangs, mole above her eye, rosy cheeks, straight brows[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]date of birth[/div] [div class=reqt2]may, 23rd[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]zodiac[/div] [div class=reqt2]gemini[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]place of birth[/div] [div class=reqt2]woods of hangzhou[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]wardrobe[/div] [div class=reqt2 style=white-space:nowrap;] [div class=style][/div] [div class=style][/div] [div class=style][/div]
Nova's fashion sense takes you from
casual oversized shirts with wide jeans
in extraordinary patterns to modish
dresses painted in colorful floral design.
She also enjoys wearing corduroy a lot -
but there's yet so many thrift stores to
explore. [/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]faceclaim[/div] [div class=reqt2]li ting ting[/div] [/div] [/div] [/div][/div] [/div][/div] [div class="tabs 2tab" style=display:none;] [div class=pers][div class=scroll] [div class=h3]personality[/div] [div class=perst] Nova is a cheerful and energetic witch. Sheโ€™s always up on her feet to find new wonders in the world to amaze her and others which sometimes bring out her inner child, still searching for adventure and astonishment. She makes conversations with ease as Nova just gushes with topics to talk about. Especially starting new projects fills her with such ambition and enthusiasm that it inspires others. Under Novaโ€™s easily approachable attitude new friendships are steadily thriving. Once in a role of leadership, Nova demonstrates her qualities as an assertive woman by taking the reins and assigning tasks which can come off as quite demanding due to her high expectations for the people around her. While curiosity is a tempting one, it has rather troubled consequences than beneficial impact on Nova. Too often situations occur that need her to improvise, bringing her in unpleasant positions (which is absolutely no reason to change this behavior). The young witch is tremendously intuitive and letโ€™s her heart become the compass to her fortune. It presents itself as one of Novaโ€™s more appealing qualities for it is, that which underlines her empathetic and freethinking side while itโ€™s seen as gullible to others. Spontanes decisions are on top of her agenda which is why thereโ€™s a certain recklessness that brings such vivid sensation in being with her. Despite being a sweetheart, Nova is isnโ€™t allowing herself to let others pull her down. She has a strong sense of justice and doesnโ€™t shy away from challenges to prove her fortitude in favor of her loved ones. Beware of the witch with the halo full of fire. Although Nova grew up with only few people by her side and should be used to isolation, loneliness gets to her quickly. With like minds around she prospers most which also simulates the closeness of a coven. Pride is one of her unlikable traits hindering her from showing personal growth. Nova enjoys to be right as it makes her feel more clever as if a mistake would deny her worth. She still has to learn the art of letting go her know-it-all behavior. In short: This witch is an extroverted ray of joy and energy, a designer of her very own chaos with confidence as high as a skyscraper. [/div] [div class=h3]positive traits[/div] [div class=perst]determined, moral compass, courageous, remarkable inner intuition, loyal, confident, shrewd[/div] [div class=h3]negative traits[/div] [div class=perst] stubborn, forgetful, emotional, independent to a fault, impatient, sarcastic [/div] [div class=reqc2 style=margin-top:10px;] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]likes[/div] [div class=reqt2]moonlight, baking, rare herbs, sleepovers, sea plants, cats, jewelry[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]dislikes[/div] [div class=reqt2]thunder, the cold, bitter foods, being underestimated, cigarette smoke[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]alignment[/div] [div class=reqt2]good neutral[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]fears[/div] [div class=reqt2]not being able to develop stronger magic[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]ailments[/div] [div class=reqt2]none as of now[/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]species[/div] [div class=reqt2]spiritual witch In her family herbal magic is the most used witchcraft - it's all about using plants and other natural resources to create potions for protection and healing. Nova is able to perform spells to find objects and with much practice even people. She can move objects at will and letting them hover to her or away from her, which is a very helpful tool if no hand is free. The heavier the object, the more challenging the magic to shift it. Nova is a genius in tasseography - the ability of fortune-telling. It's an ancient art to identify symbols in coffee grounds or tea leaves. If you want her to read your cup, bring a gemstone - these are her favorite. That's not the end of her talents though! Nova has a natural connection to spirits - the good and the bad. She's able to sense their aura but that doesn't mean she's very good at taming them. She also carries the ability to use dark magic to summon evil spirits like demons - it takes a lot of willpower to have a demon do what Nova wants them to and it's never priceless which is why it's quite exhausting to do business with them. The art of curses is a terrible gift but a mighty one, it is harder to curse non-mundanes though. Currently Nova has taken an interest into how she can free people from curses that weren't made by her. Mistakes in dark magic follow harsh consequences, which is the reason why Nova is acting quite careful with it and rarely uses it as she's still new to it. [/div] [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]rules of species[/div] [div class=reqt2]Witches of her kind do have a longer lifespan than normal humans, usually they age much slower, some witches even stop aging at a certain point - it varies - but they are not immortal. Nova draws her power from the moon, therefore she's strongest at nights with clear skies. The full moon is the peak phase of the witch's abilities while rainy and foggy days can make witchcraft harder to access. Magic isn't free, it always comes with a price - a satanic ritual promises the strongest power of witchcraft, which also means that Nova is certainly drawn to the devilish side in her. Going against the contract with the devil will weaken her power, resulting in poor ways of protection. Interfering in spells of other witches and wizards isn't designated by nature - there's solely little possibilities to break other's magic and usually needs a group of witches rather than one individual. [/div] [/div] [/div][/div] [/div] [div class="tabs 3tab" style=display:none;] [div class=history][div class=scroll] [div class=h3]history[/div] [div class=perst style=margin-bottom:5px;] Nova Ophelia Zhong was born on a mild night in late may in the middle of the lost woods of hangzhou. In the circles of witchcraft rumor has it new born witches and wizards are blessed by the spirits if they witness the childbirth. Since generations her family passes the knowledge about herbs and potions onto their younger members, teaching to give and take from natureโ€™s great gifts and holding the spiritual balance. This mindset wasnโ€™t very common within the midst of their coven. Witches and wizards abusing their magic, merely taking and trying to find ways to outsmart the spirits and harming humans for no reason was a way of life. This is why the family made the choice to exit the protection of the coven, withdrawing themselves deeper into the woods in isolation with only another mundane village being thirty minutes away by foot. Nova grew up to be quite gifted. At the age of twelve, the girl started to develop powers that seemed quite strange upon a family of common herbal witches and wizards. A stronger kind of spiritual magic appearing darker and more mystical than what they knew. Still the depths of her powers are yet to be explored. Receiving the brochure One day โ€“ it had snowed for three days โ€“ Nova hid in the garden, pretending to be mad with her sibling. She then observed a spirit so beautiful and enchanting in the white cloud like piles. Driven by never ending curiosity she followed the creature deeper into the woods until she lost orientation completely. On the frozen riverside the spirit changed into a dark pulsing aura making her knees weak. That's when Nova realized that demons are real, and they're not red men with horns and tails, they can be beautiful in their disguise. In that moment she felt helpless and incapable as the void seemed so eternal. The dark creature was fed by her deep fear, but vanished soon. As Nova laid on he cold firm ground, the snowflakes fell onto her face. Slowly like a feather, a brochure floated from between the trees, landing right next to her. A mysterious academy. She decided that she never wants to feel this weak ever again and picked up the idea of starting her education in said academy. Heavy heartedly her parents made the decision to send off their youngest to learn the arts of witchcraft, finding out more about her own abilities to use dark magic in hopes to have Nova founding her own coven as a strong leader, redeeming witches being with nature. [/div] [div class=h3]miscellaneous[/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]theme song[/div] [div class=reqt2][/div] me and the devil . [/div] [div class=reqc2] [div class=h2]extra[/div] [div class=reqt2][/div] โ€ข she owns a black cat "Dante"
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[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="rsiconb"][div class="rsicon 1rsnimg"][/div][/div] [div class=rstext][div class=scroll] Her parents - Asta and Yaozu Zhong are loving individuals raising three kids. They care a lot for their youngest daughter and stand for kindness and respect in Novaโ€™s life. They taught her everything she knows and she sees them as her guardian angels. They share a strong bond that overcomes all harms imaginable. [/div][/div] [/div] [div class="rstabs 2rs" style=display:none;] [div class=rsisa] [div class=rsname]name[/div] [div class=rsstatus]status: acquaintance[/div] [div class=rsbarcon] [div class=rsm1][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm2][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm3][div class=rsmline][/div][/div] [div class=rsbar]
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[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="rsiconb"][div class="rsicon 3rsnimg"][/div][/div] [div class=rstext][div class=scroll]Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce venenatis suscipit lorem, ut aliquam diam pellentesque at. Vestibulum eu vehicula nisl. Fusce at dolor ut libero eleifend sagittis. Donec eget scelerisque erat. Suspendisse potenti. Donec sollicitudin non felis nec varius. Sed et massa a sapien bibendum euismod. Pellentesque luctus, felis gravida consequat rutrum, neque metus condimentum dolor, ac facilisis elit nulla nec tellus. Duis ultricies ex sed ullamcorper malesuada. Ut pretium ullamcorper lacus quis suscipit. Sed pharetra ullamcorper mauris, ac tincidunt velit convallis ac. Donec congue leo a quam venenatis, id euismod arcu sagittis. Mauris finibus sem nec eros sodales, nec venenatis est dictum. Nulla id nibh urna. Ut congue ex ac dignissim eleifend. Phasellus varius enim nulla, sit amet pretium dui tempus quis. Sed faucibus sapien eget iaculis bibendum. Ut placerat blandit enim quis accumsan. Curabitur urna turpis, imperdiet viverra interdum vel, sodales vitae sem. Nulla consectetur iaculis interdum. Phasellus porta auctor ultricies. [/div][/div] [/div] [div class="rstabs 4rs" style=display:none;] [div class=rsisa] [div class=rsname]name[/div] [div class=rsstatus]status: acquaintance[/div] [div class=rsbarcon] [div class=rsm1][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm2][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm3][div class=rsmline][/div][/div] [div class=rsbar]
[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="rsiconb"][div class="rsicon 4rsnimg"][/div][/div] [div class=rstext][div class=scroll]Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce venenatis suscipit lorem, ut aliquam diam pellentesque at. Vestibulum eu vehicula nisl. Fusce at dolor ut libero eleifend sagittis. Donec eget scelerisque erat. Suspendisse potenti. Donec sollicitudin non felis nec varius. Sed et massa a sapien bibendum euismod. Pellentesque luctus, felis gravida consequat rutrum, neque metus condimentum dolor, ac facilisis elit nulla nec tellus. Duis ultricies ex sed ullamcorper malesuada. Ut pretium ullamcorper lacus quis suscipit. Sed pharetra ullamcorper mauris, ac tincidunt velit convallis ac. Donec congue leo a quam venenatis, id euismod arcu sagittis. Mauris finibus sem nec eros sodales, nec venenatis est dictum. Nulla id nibh urna. Ut congue ex ac dignissim eleifend. Phasellus varius enim nulla, sit amet pretium dui tempus quis. Sed faucibus sapien eget iaculis bibendum. Ut placerat blandit enim quis accumsan. Curabitur urna turpis, imperdiet viverra interdum vel, sodales vitae sem. Nulla consectetur iaculis interdum. Phasellus porta auctor ultricies. [/div][/div] [/div] [div class="rstabs 5rs" style=display:none;] [div class=rsisa] [div class=rsname]name[/div] [div class=rsstatus]status: acquaintance[/div] [div class=rsbarcon] [div class=rsm1][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm2][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm3][div class=rsmline][/div][/div] [div class=rsbar]
[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="rsiconb"][div class="rsicon 5rsnimg"][/div][/div] [div class=rstext][div class=scroll]Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce venenatis suscipit lorem, ut aliquam diam pellentesque at. Vestibulum eu vehicula nisl. Fusce at dolor ut libero eleifend sagittis. Donec eget scelerisque erat. Suspendisse potenti. Donec sollicitudin non felis nec varius. Sed et massa a sapien bibendum euismod. Pellentesque luctus, felis gravida consequat rutrum, neque metus condimentum dolor, ac facilisis elit nulla nec tellus. Duis ultricies ex sed ullamcorper malesuada. Ut pretium ullamcorper lacus quis suscipit. Sed pharetra ullamcorper mauris, ac tincidunt velit convallis ac. Donec congue leo a quam venenatis, id euismod arcu sagittis. Mauris finibus sem nec eros sodales, nec venenatis est dictum. Nulla id nibh urna. Ut congue ex ac dignissim eleifend. Phasellus varius enim nulla, sit amet pretium dui tempus quis. Sed faucibus sapien eget iaculis bibendum. Ut placerat blandit enim quis accumsan. Curabitur urna turpis, imperdiet viverra interdum vel, sodales vitae sem. Nulla consectetur iaculis interdum. Phasellus porta auctor ultricies. [/div][/div] [/div] [div class="rstabs 6rs" style=display:none;] [div class=rsisa] [div class=rsname]name[/div] [div class=rsstatus]status: acquaintance[/div] [div class=rsbarcon] [div class=rsm1][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm2][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm3][div class=rsmline][/div][/div] [div class=rsbar]
[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="rsiconb"][div class="rsicon 6rsnimg"][/div][/div] [div class=rstext][div class=scroll]Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce venenatis suscipit lorem, ut aliquam diam pellentesque at. Vestibulum eu vehicula nisl. Fusce at dolor ut libero eleifend sagittis. Donec eget scelerisque erat. Suspendisse potenti. Donec sollicitudin non felis nec varius. Sed et massa a sapien bibendum euismod. Pellentesque luctus, felis gravida consequat rutrum, neque metus condimentum dolor, ac facilisis elit nulla nec tellus. Duis ultricies ex sed ullamcorper malesuada. Ut pretium ullamcorper lacus quis suscipit. Sed pharetra ullamcorper mauris, ac tincidunt velit convallis ac. Donec congue leo a quam venenatis, id euismod arcu sagittis. Mauris finibus sem nec eros sodales, nec venenatis est dictum. Nulla id nibh urna. Ut congue ex ac dignissim eleifend. Phasellus varius enim nulla, sit amet pretium dui tempus quis. Sed faucibus sapien eget iaculis bibendum. Ut placerat blandit enim quis accumsan. Curabitur urna turpis, imperdiet viverra interdum vel, sodales vitae sem. Nulla consectetur iaculis interdum. Phasellus porta auctor ultricies. [/div][/div] [/div] [div class="rstabs 7rs" style=display:none;] [div class=rsisa] [div class=rsname]name[/div] [div class=rsstatus]status: acquaintance[/div] [div class=rsbarcon] [div class=rsm1][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm2][div class=rsmline][/div][/div][div class=rsm3][div class=rsmline][/div][/div] [div class=rsbar]
[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="rsiconb"][div class="rsicon 7rsnimg"][/div][/div] [div class=rstext][div class=scroll]Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Fusce venenatis suscipit lorem, ut aliquam diam pellentesque at. Vestibulum eu vehicula nisl. Fusce at dolor ut libero eleifend sagittis. Donec eget scelerisque erat. Suspendisse potenti. Donec sollicitudin non felis nec varius. Sed et massa a sapien bibendum euismod. Pellentesque luctus, felis gravida consequat rutrum, neque metus condimentum dolor, ac facilisis elit nulla nec tellus. Duis ultricies ex sed ullamcorper malesuada. Ut pretium ullamcorper lacus quis suscipit. Sed pharetra ullamcorper mauris, ac tincidunt velit convallis ac. Donec congue leo a quam venenatis, id euismod arcu sagittis. Mauris finibus sem nec eros sodales, nec venenatis est dictum. Nulla id nibh urna. Ut congue ex ac dignissim eleifend. Phasellus varius enim nulla, sit amet pretium dui tempus quis. Sed faucibus sapien eget iaculis bibendum. Ut placerat blandit enim quis accumsan. Curabitur urna turpis, imperdiet viverra interdum vel, sodales vitae sem. Nulla consectetur iaculis interdum. Phasellus porta auctor ultricies. [/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=sidebar] [div class=sbimg] [div class="rsnav 4rsnavi" style=display:none;][div class=rsscroll] [div class="rsbutton 1rsbtn"]
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[div class="rsnavimg 1rsnimg"][/div] [div class=rsnavname]the family[/div] [/div] [div class="rsbutton 2rsbtn"]
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[div class="rsnavimg 2rsnimg"][/div] [div class=rsnavname]the enemy[/div] [/div] [div class="rsbutton 3rsbtn"]
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[div class="rsnavimg 3rsnimg"][/div] [div class=rsnavname]the crush[/div] [/div] [div class="rsbutton 4rsbtn"]
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[div class="rsnavimg 4rsnimg"][/div] [div class=rsnavname]the roommate[/div] [/div] [div class="rsbutton 5rsbtn"]
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[div class="rsnavimg 5rsnimg"][/div] [div class=rsnavname]xxx[/div] [/div] [div class="rsbutton 6rsbtn"]
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[div class="rsnavimg 6rsnimg"][/div] [div class=rsnavname]the friend[/div] [/div] [div class="rsbutton 7rsbtn"]
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[div class="rsnavimg 7rsnimg"][/div] [div class=rsnavname]xxx[/div] [/div] [/div][/div] [/div] [div class=navi] [div class="button 1btn"][div class=buttontext]
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basics[/div][/div] [div class="button 2btn"][div class=buttontext]
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persona[/div][/div] [div class="button 3btn"][div class=buttontext]
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history[/div][/div] [div class="button 4btn"][div class=buttontext]
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relations[/div][/div] [div class=colourswitchc][div class=colourswitchb][/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]





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Name: Alexander Engelhardt Osten-Amory
Nicknames: Xander
Age: Eight-and-Ten
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Date of Birth: 25th May 1997
Zodiac: Gemini
Place of Birth: Innsmouth, MA
Race/Ethnicity: Caucasian, Boston Brahmin
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Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Bulbous round eyes with an ephemeral Purple tinge.
Skin: Unnaturally pale skin that has the tendency to turn scaly and effervescent.
Height: 6'2''
Weight: 154 lbs
Wardrobe: Long, baggy clothing that wouldn't be out of place in a 1920's fashion catalog.

FC Courtesy: Daniel Rajabally - ArtStation

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Personality: ESTP
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Positive Traits: Organized, Perceptive, Fact-Minded, Reliable
Negative Traits: Unchanging, Stubborn, Eccentric, Self-Deprecating
Likes: The Countryside, Wineries, Chateaus, Gothic Architecture
Dislikes: Water, Crowded Places, Technology, Unkemptness
Fears: Mutation
Ailments: None

HISTORY.
When the Mayflower set sail from England to the New World it carried with it a total of some 50 men, most of whose names have been lost or indeed etched out of the Annals of history. One such man, a seaman and prospector by the name of John Amory would, as fate would have it, mark the beginning of our ill-fated house.
Little is known about the life of John Amory before his voyage to New England, we know for example that he hailed from somewhere in the midlands and that his father worked as a farmhand for a period of time but that seems to be the extent of our knowledge. In many ways the circumstances of the man's early life matter little, for it was his actions after arriving at Plymouth colony that brought him infamy. Well, in select circles that is.
As the story goes, after many a frustrating month trying to set up a functioning colony, Amory managed to gather a small posse of men around him whom he'd fed the idea of finding huge mounds of gold and silver like the Spanish had before them. With the help of the local natives Amory was able to gain access to a large marsh near Plymouth colony which promised just such riches. The natives however refused to tread any further inland for the superstitious fear of giant bi-pedal monsters that made their homes in those very marshes. Amory and his men being rational, god-fearing folk, disregarded this forewarning and went boldly forward, never to be seen again.
The town of Innsmouth would soon follow, for the average Bay Stater it was as if it had always been there, at the edge of civilization. So much so that it wasn't even on any maps, but there were always the stories, stories of the strange people in that cursed land, pale of skin and quick of temper. Some say that they weren't even really human, that they were surely deformed or twisted in some way, that they'd sneak into neighboring towns at night and steal babies from their cribs. But no sane person would ever believe such fantasies, right?

Alexander Engelhardt Osten-Amory was born in Innsmouth, Massachusetts but there was little that he remembered from his time there. Most of his childhood was spent in the numerous family properties in southern France, these were perhaps the most memorable moments of his life, surrounded by the idyllic countryside with his family at his heels. That is until the sudden passing of his father.
At the instance of his dear mother, Alexander was separated from his twin sister so as to be educated in boarding schools across Europe never staying long enough in one place to be truly accommodated. Although the physical traits hadn't become apparent yet, Alexander always felt different from those around him, somehow unnatural and perhaps unwanted. It didn't help that he'd dress like a minor character from the Great Gatsby, albeit with a much broodier color pallet.
It was on his 18th name-day that Alexander received a brochure of the 'prestigious' Wollstonecraft Academy. On the very day of his rite of passage, a day on which he would come to know the truth, of the cursed nature of his birth and the mongrel status of the people of Innsmouth, and his inevitable return to the bosoms of the Deep Ones.


SPECIES.
Innsmouthers or fish-men if one wants to be crass, are a hybrid species of bi-pedals that result from the interbreeding of humans with the Deep Ones, a race of intelligent ocean-dwelling creatures, approximately human-shaped but with a fishy appearance. Legend has it that the inhabitants of Innsmouth made a pact with Deep Ones that involved human 'sacrifices' in exchange for a constant supply of precious metals and sustenance. It is perhaps the main cause of the current wealth and status of the Amory family.
Although the hybrid offspring are born with the appearance of a normal human being, they gradually assume the appearance of their Deep One ancestors, with shrunken ears, blue-gray skin and folds on the neck which eventually become functional gills. By middle age these hybrids become too obviously non-human and retreat into seclusion, until able to live completely underwater. In time the hybrids feel the call of the Deep Ones, making their way to the great underwater city of Y'ha-nthlei.
 
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Ernest Isaiah Attwell
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18 years old
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Male
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Asexual
[div class=tag]date of birth[/div]
December 5th
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Sagittarius
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Grand Marais, Minnesota
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[div class=tag]build[/div] [div class=tag2]Ectomorphic[/div] [/div]
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[div class=tag]hair[/div] [div class=tag2]Brown[/div]
[div class=tag]skin[/div] [div class=tag2]Smooth & Clammy[/div] [/div] [/div]
[div class=tag]dist. features[/div]Unfortunately, there isn't much to distinguish. Once upon a time, someone might have said something about thin lips and a square jaw, but those features have long since been lost. From his chest on up, everything has gone completely invisible to the naked eye. As his condition progresses, he continues to become more and more invisible.
[div class=tag]attire[/div]Honestly, it changes too fast to even describe properly. He's constantly adjusting his attire, hiding bits of skin that have now gone transparent. Part of him thinks that, because he hasn't got a face anymore, he needs to compensate somehow, be able to express himself by some other means. He does that through his wardrobe. Whatever he wears, it can be just as deceiving or truthful as any smile or sad face.
The few constants in his wardrobe are the bandages he wraps his head in to stay visible and a pair of sunglasses or goggles to give others something to look at when talking to him.
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Ernest has only ever really known two people in his entire life: his parents. He was homeschooled; he rarely left the house. He lived the life of a recluse. In spite of it, he never acted like one. If anyone ever heard of his upbringing, they might imagine he'd have the spirit of a quiet, crankity old man. But he's quite the opposite. He might have a tendency to think darkly, to assume the worst in everything, but he exudes a certain kind of energy that makes light of miserable situations. He jokes and he laughs and acts without fault as if everything in his life is hilariously dreadful, beautifully awful. It's good and bad and ugly and so astonishingly beautiful that it'd be a crime not to cry over it. He's expressive and he feels things deeply. There are no small happenings in his life. It's all so enormously outrageous. It's theatrical and dramatic and he's only acting his part in a movie that has no happy ending.
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screenplays, theatre, dancing, late nights, company, coffee, drama, black & white films
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being touched, physical confrontation, warm weather, critics, dark places, basements
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Though Ernest might not admit to having any issues or ailments, he struggles with depression and anxiety. His near constant state of being stressed the fuck out has induced panic attacks which leave him speechless and dazed. He'll avoid people for days after and refuses to talk about it.
[div class=tag]fears[/div]Becoming totally invisible. Not just in a physical sense. He's terrified that people will forget him if he's not exactly present, that he won't matter to anyone.
He's also quite fearful that his aspirations are mere fantasies. He's desperate for a cure to his condition, knowing as long as he remains invisible, his dreams of becoming an actor are unrealistic. Seeing as he's now considered a senior in the K-12 level, he's become more and more anxious about this looming impossibility.
[div class=tag]habits[/div]Ernest is constantly in motion. Movement is his way of expressing himself and, though it may sometimes make him look wild, he'll act out whatever he's saying all the time. He's a tendency to talk with his hands and exaggerate things through open gestures. He'll also throw his voice and mimic others for an added touch of theatricality.
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Ernest was born to Thomas and Abigail Attwell on their homestead in Grand Marais, Minnesota. Their three story dwelling was expansive, a slow rotting relic which had long since lost its shine. Dust blanketed the furniture, the wall's paint cracked and peeled, and the wooden floors were worn and unwaxed. The sprawling fields outside were thick with weeds, the hedges were rarely ever trimmed, and the gate at the front of the estate creaked lonesomely. Their home clung to the last of its dignity and moaned gloomily at its disrepair. Regardless of it all, the Attwell couple thought it a beautiful place to raise a child.
Shut away in their home, they seldom left for anything but essential business. Dr. Attwell's research in the basement kept him away for days at a time, leaving Abigail to raise their son alone in his stead. As their only child, she adored and doted on Ernest every second she could. He was ever at her side as she wandered about the house, completing whatever chores she deemed necessary for the day. She'd the notion that Dr. Attwell had no interest in having any kids, that doing so was only for her. Ernest was her gift, her child, her one and only.
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Ernest lost her at age six. There was nothing natural about it. It wasn't the asbestos in the walls, the mold growing in some small corners of the house, or the overall hazardous way the third story floors bowed as you walked on them. The danger came from the basement and it came in the form of a man.
Abigail was subject to Dr. Attwell's tests. She'd take any number of serums for him and document its results in her journals. Dr. Attwell would preform physicals and keep up on her health and continue his experiments so long as there were no serious drawbacks. She went on willingly, happily, mindfully unawares till she no longer could, till she sweated poisons and her organs started failing.
Thereafter, Dr. Attwell cared for Ernest as best he could. He quit his studies and focused on raising a son for three arduous years. He homeschooled him, he cooked them food and put Ernest to bed on time. Dr. Attwell acted the part and became a father till the role no longer fit him and the basement called him back.
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Having lost his test subject, Dr. Attwell too quickly chose another, the only other person he knew in the world that couldn't refuse. It started as mere lessons. Dr. Attwell sought after a partner, someone to share his research with. He taught Ernest everything he could, had him abandon his schooling and focus on the work at hand. Though he couldn't understand it all, Ernest genuinely seemed to enjoy it for a time. Working as an assistant for his father became a distraction and a relief from everything his mother had left behind upstairs. The two hypothesized and ran every test under the sun till his father's ambitions outgrew their little experiments.
Wanting to take the next big step, Dr. Attwell convinced Ernest to let him run tests on him. He told him that he was an experienced scientist and that he'd been studying in this area longer than Ernest had been alive. He spun his web and he watched as Ernest walked into it as blissfully unawares as his mother had. At age thirteen, Dr. Attwell made his first big breakthrough with Ernest. After the creation of monocrane and Ernest's thereon ingestion of it, the two watched as Ernest's face slowly faded to nothing.
ages 14 - 18
Ernest was scared. His father was indifferent, unsympathetic... He didn't console Ernest; He lauded his transformation. Dr. Attwell told him to go about his life. He banished him from the basement and watched him go back to the normalities most kids already knew very well. Treating him like the lab rats he tended to downstairs, he staid distant but ever present and observant.
Alone for the first real time in his life, Ernest was beside himself, unsure what to do exactly. He tried gardening. He watched the old black and white films him and his mother used to watch. He read books and cooked for himself. But as he watched his face slowly disappear, he felt his heart slowly follow it. Alone in the kitchen one night, he diced vegetables for a soup he had on the stove. Mindlessly cutting away, he nicked his finger and started bleeding. He stood there unmoving and stared hard while feeling nothing. That same night, a brochure for Wollstonecraft Academy came drifting in through his bedroom window.
Working out a deal with Dr. Attwell, Ernest attended his first year at the academy once he turned sixteen. He travels home every third weekend of the month, every holiday, and during the summers to meet with his father. On a bookshelf in his dorm room, he keeps a picture of his mother and a collection of journals which he documents his condition in.
In attending the school, he's become more expressive of himself. Movies filled his time growing up and reenacting long scenes was something he enjoyed doing. Taking to theatre came as a second nature and has greatly improved an otherwise terrible existence with his father.
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Their relationship might have meant something more when Ernest was younger, but today it's strictly professional.

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She was there and gone in a blink of the eye, her love insurmountable and still felt even now.
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[div class=roleline style="left: 67px;"][/div] [div class=roleline style="left: 132px;"][/div] [div class=role style="top: 30px; left: 50px;"]serena[/div] [div class=role style="top: 65px; left: 115px;"]wong[/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents2"][div class=scroll][div class=tag]name[/div] serena mei wong (translation of her chinese name ๅฎ็พŽ, meaning serene and beautiful) [div class=tag]nickname/s[/div] rena, re [div class=tag]age[/div] 17, but eternal youth won't let her physically age past 21 [div class=tag]gender[/div] female [div class=tag]sexuality[/div] heterosexual [div class=tag]d.o.b.[/div] november 22nd [div class=tag]zodiac[/div] sagittarius [div class=tag]ethnicity[/div] chinese (cantonese) and vietnamese [div class=tag]place of birth[/div] san francisco, california [div class=tag]height + weight[/div] 5'4" 110 lbs in human form, 9' long in phoenix form [div class=tag]eyes[/div] as a being that symbolizes peace and harmony, her eyes change color depending on her mood and the surrounding atmosphere, warning those around her not stir up too much drama which causes her to become feisty, as she is not accustomed to the environment. those who know her well or have been acquainted with her for a decent amount of time have learned to take note of how she feels through her change in eye color. however, she's never actually given anyone a color code. she's not so sure of it herself, since she can't feel her eyes change color and isn't quite concerned with staring into a mirror every few minutes, but she has a good idea of what colors they can become from what her peers have told her. at a neutral state, her eyes are a chocolate brown that turn into pools of golden brown honey in the sunlight. they tend to be more hazel when she is more content and are more of a gray brown when she's moodier. when she feels happy and at peace, her eyes are a baby blue. her eye color resembles green jade stones when she's serious or has mixed emotions. a lavender appears when she's intrigued or feeling romantic. yellow appears when she's nervous, and red appears when she is the most heated. [div class=tag]hair[/div] her hair is naturally a dark brown, almost black, color and falls to her lower back. its quite thick and straight, but she's often known to curl it and get natural looking brown highlights. because feng huangs must always portray the 5 fundamental colors (black, white, red, yellow, and green) even in their human form, her black hair is also accompanied by a white, red, yellow, and green feather extension (similar to the early 2000s trend whoops- throwback) that she tries to hide or clip away. [div class=tag]skin[/div] a warm beige color that appears tan and golden year round [div class=tag]build[/div] her figure resembles a petite model. she's on the shorter time and remains slender and toned with the exercise she gets from shapeshifting into her phoenix form and flying between the heavens and earth. she has a good waist to hip ratio and proportionally long legs that make the guys swoon. [div class=tag]distinguishing features[/div] her pair of color changing, bright doe eyes, the 4 natural feather extensions she has in her hair, her sharp jawline [div class=tag]wardrobe[/div] she stays trendy and likes to shows off her figure by mixing and matching girly and edgy pieces that are often 90's and early 2000s inspired. her closet composes of plaid skirts, crop tops, denim, mesh tops for layering, bralettes, expensive belts, animal print, and floral pieces. she often tops it off with an expensive belt and lots of jewelry, never forgetting her jade necklace. [div class=tag]faceclaim[/div] gabby hua[/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents3"][div class=scroll][div class=tag]species[/div] serena is a feng huang, often dubbed as a chinese phoenix. they are mythological birds found in east asian mythology that reign over all other birds and are blurred into a single feminine entity so that the bird can be paired with the chinese dragon, which is traditionally deemed male, symbolizing a harmonious marriage . the "king of birds" came to symbolize the empress when paired with a dragon representing the emperor. it is often described as a composite of many birds including the head of a golden pheasant, the body of a mandarin duck, the tail of a peacock, the legs of a crane, the mouth of a parrot, and the wings of a swallow. the fenghuang's body symbolizes the celestial bodies: the head is the sky, the eyes are the sun, the back is the moon, the wings are the wind, the feet are the earth, and the tail is the planets. its body contains the five fundamental colors: black, white, red, yellow, and green and often are depicted with fire balls. they are said to have originated from the sun. it is also believed that the bird only appears in areas or places that are blessed with utmost peace and prosperity or happiness. chinese tradition cites it as living atop the kunlun mountains in northern china. the phoenix represents power sent from the heavens to the empress and also symbolize nobility, beauty, loyalty and majesty. in addition, the fenghuang has very positive connotations. it is a symbol of high virtue and grace and the union of yin and yang. [div class=tag]rules of species[/div] serena shapeshifts between her phoenix form and her human form. in her phoenix form, she can fly up to speeds to 85 miles per hour, but like other birds, she can't fly in the rain. feng huangs are also blessed with eternal youth from the empress and remain young and energetic throughout their lives that last a few hundred years. because feng huangs are supposed to be present in peaceful environments, they act out when there is drama or conflict and produce fire balls, an ability acquired from the sun, where they originate from. feng huangs also represent balance, symbolizing the yin and yang, so their personalities are a balance of traits. they work to restore balance to the world. [div class=tag]personality[/div] serena is a queen in her own right, turning heads left and right with her cool, calm exterior. she's smooth, always knowing just what to say, and carries herself with a confidence and carefree attitude that draws people to her, showing that she's independent, strong, charismatic, and brave. she knows how to be outgoing, friendly, relatable, and funny, saying the right things, and forming the right relationships. because of her deep understanding of people's emotions, with her silk rich voice and clever words, she has the ability to charm just about anyone's pants off. she has a knack for getting people to open up to her. however, although she's quite popular, high up the social hierarchy, and very involved in the social scene, its hard to get a read on her. hardly anyone knows her true self, making her even more intriguing. you could call her a beautiful mystery. there's an allure to her. while everyone's curious to discover more about her, she rarely opens up to people. instead, she charms the public and lets them see whatever they want. she could be a seductress, a sweetheart, a social butterfly, a wild party girl, an ice cold bitch, or whatever the public wants to see. she knows how to make men weak, turning their legs into jello, with a smolder or by whispering sweet nothings into their ear. she gives people just enough attention causing them to chase her the other way. she's both cold and distant and a ray of sunshine at the same time. many people are still trying to piece together the puzzle that she is, but she hasn't really figured out who she is or what she wants to be yet. feng huangs represent yin and yang, a glance of everything, causing her to sometimes shift between two extremes. being in a constant fight between following tradition and making her own legacy, she also struggles with her personal identity. while she's very present in the school's social scene, being a creature thats supposed to be present in peaceful and happy, prosperous environments, serena tries her best to stay out of unnecessary drama, unlike other popular people. she's not just easily irritated by it, she's practically allergic to it, and prefers to be in her balanced, calm, yin and yang state. if she's around drama, she could quickly lose her cool and become fiery, both literally and figuratively. feng huangs are known to create fire balls, and they are hard to suppress in her feisty state. some people see her as intimidating, ironic because to how petite she is, and try not to get on her nerve. although she can be quite feisty, she tries to use it to restore the peace, if she's not defending herself or people she cares about. although she doesn't open up or trust easily, those that get under her layers, those that really understand her, connect with her, or are close with her, will find that serena is a carefree, fun loving sweet heart. she's compassionate, caring, and great at giving advice and being a great leader. she likes to let loose, and forget about the traditions and customs she's expected to uphold. she's driven to be successful and just wants to be happy, at peace, and in love. [div class=tag]alignment[/div] chaotic neutral, good leaning [div class=tag]positive traits[/div] charismatic, loyal, sophisticated, daring, compassionate, outgoing, intelligent [div class=tag]negative traits[/div] seductive, moody, feisty, distant, impulsive, stubborn, wild [div class=tag]likes[/div] matcha (or any tea really), boba, working out, shopping, photography, astronomy, the heat, soju, bad boys, edm, raves, jewelry, feng shui, sunsets, traveling, spicy food [div class=tag]dislikes[/div] the cold, liars, cheaters, her parents, gossip, unnecessary drama, mayo, pigeons, jet lag, not being able to fly, meat (vegetarian- trying to go vegan), the rain (she can't fly if it rains too hard), law enforcement, country music, try hards, wearing shoes inside the house [div class=tag]fears[/div] not being able to live the fun life she wants, disappointing people, not finding love, not being successful, not finding peace and happiness, [div class=tag]ailments[/div] being a symbol of the yin and yang, serena tries to remain calm, but if disrupted from her state of balance, she experiences some mood swings. she also drinks and vapes at parties, and she's trying not to develop a dependence to either. [/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents4"][div class=scroll][div class=tag]backstory[/div] serena's parents were two hardworking dreamers who wanted more for their lives. in 1996, they met in the british colony of hong kong, studying at the chinese university of hong kong (cuhk), who's emblem is the feng huang, the ruler of all birds. her mother linh tran, a vietnamese-chinese student from hanoi, received a letter in the mail, summoning her to attend the school, revealing that she's legacy, as her grandmother had attended the school when it first opened. living in poverty without much direction in her life, she decided to take the full ride scholarship and moved to hong kong to study. there, she met wong xiao long, her male dragon counter part, and they quickly fell in love. although they attended school for an education, they soon found out that they were both summoned there to train and practice their skills of being a phoenix and dragon, along with a group of other special individuals, while blending in with the "normal students". because of its rare occurrence in their bloodline they were, they both were raised as humans their whole life, untrained and completely unaware of their bloodline. however, all they wanted was to live a normal life. having only a small percentage of their dna be supernatural, it was easy to suppress their powers, so they decided to flee to san francisco, sneaking out of their dorms in the middle of the night during their sophomore year, in hopes of living a normal life. once reaching san francisco, they worked their asses for the first few years to be able to afford a small home in the richmond district for themselves. they never intended on having children because of the possibility of passing on their powers, but young and in love, serena was born a few years after they settled down. at first, they they weren't too worried about her being able to grow up normal. with the slight traces of supernatural abilities in their dna, there was a small possibility that she would inherit them, and serena seemed like everything they wanted. she seemed like the perfect blessing to them. she was a bright, bubbly, active, and energetic child, bringing light to everyone around her. she was just like a normal kid and never showed signs of being difference, and they never discussed her bloodline with her. however, once serena became an adolescent, not only did she she inherit the abilities of a phoenix, but with both their powers combined, she was stronger than they had expected, and quite powerful as a matter of fact. she became rebellious, getting in with the wrong crowd, causing trouble throughout the city. she was wild, unable to control her mood swings and fiery urges. unable to control her, her parents told her the truth about her bloodline and what she really was. the news all came at once, crashing down on serena and destroying the world she thought she lived in. she felt lied too and felt as if she could trust no one. the morning after her parents broke the news, she was sent off to train in hong kong. she lived alone, knew no one, and felt betrayed by her parents. [div class=tag]when did they receive their brochure?[/div] while training in hong kong, serena was lost. she continued getting into trouble and struggled to control her powers. she was in an unfamiliar environment and had no one she could trust. as her powers grew stronger, it was harder to suppress while she was in public. her master kept her inside most of the time, unsure of how to control her. she snuck out onto the street one night and flew to the top of victoria peak. there, she fell asleep watching the hong kong skyline, hoping to get away from the world below her. when she woke up, she found a brochure in her hand. without a second thought, she packed all her things and left by the end of the night and hasn't looked back since. [div class=tag]relationships[/div] lover? crush? friends with benefits? ex? ex friends? besties? acquaintances? down for anything! lol lets talk linh tran- mother: strained relationship, see backstory xiao long "brian" wong- father: strained relationship, see backstory[/div][/div] [div class="tabContents tabContents5"][div class=scroll][div class=leftpic style="background: var(--image-2); background-size: cover; background-position: center;"][/div] [div class=rightpic style="background: var(--image-3); background-size: cover; background-position: center;"][/div] [div class=leftpic style="background: var(--image-4); background-size: cover; background-position: center;"][/div] [div class=rightpic style="background: var(--image-5); background-size: cover; background-position: center;"][/div] [div class=leftpic style="background: var(--image-6); background-size: cover; background-position: center;"][/div] [div class=rightpic style="background: var(--image-7); background-size: cover; background-position: center;"][/div] [div class=leftpic style="background: var(--image-8); background-size: cover; background-position: center;"][/div] [div class=rightpic style="background: var(--image-9); background-size: cover; background-position: center;"][/div] [/div][/div] [/div][/div][/div][/div]
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[div class=role]THE BEAST OF Gร‰VAUDAN.[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=introright] [div class="accent accent02"][/div] [div class=name]"I'll eat your heart out."[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent1" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent1"] [div class=accentcont] [div class=header1]basics.[/div] [div class=text1cont][div class="text text1"] [div class=tag]name[/div] Jean-Baptiste Grenouille

[div class=tag]nickname:[/div] i feel as though you can't give yourself a nickname and rather it is given to you. so give me one.

[div class=tag]age:[/div] 18

[div class=tag]birthday:[/div] october 26

[div class=tag]place of birth:[/div] sainte eulalie de cernon near millau in france

[div class=tag]race/ethnicity:[/div] french

[div class=tag]gender:[/div] male

[div class=tag]sexuality:[/div] heterosexual

[div class=tag]species:[/div] lycanthrope

[div class=tag]height:[/div] 6' 4"

[div class=tag]weight:[/div] 200 lbs

[div class=tag]eye color:[/div] pale yellow-green

[div class=tag]hair color:[/div] dark brown

[div class=tag]body type:[/div] ectomorph

[div class=tag]dist. marks:[/div] mop of curly brown hair

[div class=tag]body mods:[/div] tattoos on his back which describe the curse in ancient norse, he also wears a muzzle most days (especially when he's feeling pekish)

[div class=tag]faceclaim:[/div] kristof putik
[/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="pic1 pic11"][/div] [div class="pic1 pic12"][/div] [div class="num num1"]1.[/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent21"][/div] [div class="accent accent22"][/div] [div class=header2]persona.[/div] [div class="pic2 pic21"][/div] [div class="pic2 pic22"][/div] [div class="num num2"]2.[/div] [div class=text2cont][div class="text text2"] [div class=tag]vices[/div] it can be said that his main vice comes down to the fact that he is a blood thirsty beast that has no control over his emotions. so much so, that he wears a muzzle out of fear for what he could do. there is a lingering sensation inside him that beckons him, screams at him to consume a heart. a new heart for each phase of the moon. the self-doubt is much so, that he isolates himself in the name of protecting others. you'll find him in empty places with a book, and upon approaching him, you won't be greated by any ray of sunshine and rather a shrug as he shuffles away. shyness is not one of jean's qualities, but his awareness of how out of control he can become is all consuming. the beast inside him beckons him to maim and to feed, and yet the last dregs of his humanity begs him not to be burdened by the weight of murder. he tends to be somewhat pessimistic and mopey, and it's very easy to catch him in a depressive mood. when he isn't his usual dark and moody self, he is nonchalant and uncaring.

[div class=tag]virtues[/div]jean's virtues lie in his loyalty and honesty. although he is a recluse, and a negative one at that, he is a deeply curious soul that truly adores communicating the mysteries of the world with someone who has interesting tales to share. he will never silence you and respects that people will have differeing opinions. jean is not faint-hearted, especially when it comes to blood and gore, therefore it is highly unlikely he would become uneasy or confronted in horrific scenarios. it is difficult to trouble a troubled mind, when one is terrorised by nightmares and their own negative thoughts, they become somewhat numb to whatever else the world has to throw at them.

[div class=tag]likes[/div]he likes books, a lot. he enjoys quiet places where he can keep to himself, places where he can keep a clear mind and dream of far away worlds.

[div class=tag]dislikes[/div]he hates traffic, hot weather, coffee, tv-ads, torn book pages, vandalism, and other small mundane things. but in the bigger picture, he hates injustice and prejudice, he hates being controlled by others and his curse.

[div class=tag]habits[/div]he has a habit of chewing off his fingernails, and biting the insides of his cheeks. when it all gets too much, he tends to bury his fingernails into the palms of his hands to mask their transformation into claws.

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[div class=tag]species[/div] jean is a lycanthrope with a twist. He and the men of his family suffer from a curse set upon them by a very angry witch. An explanation for this can be found in Jean's history. The curse of the beast of gรฉvaudan dictates that each son of the grenouille family shall turn into a horrible, man-eating monster on his eighteenth birthday. From that day on he must consume a heart for every phase of the moon or he shall perish. Although their true desire is to consume the heart's of man, a grenouille son may stave this hunger through alternative animal hearts. Upon the sound of a beating heart, a grenouille son will find himself itching to transform into a beast and stop the sound for good. It can be controlled, but only with experience and maturity. Therefore, Jean wears a muzzle most days to catch those sudden transformations and on the worst days you would find him in the basement of Proteus. His species is only able to eat raw meat, and of course on the day of a changed moon phase he can only eat a heart (as is the rules of his curse). Cooked foods, and rotten/not fresh meat can make him very ill. The bloodier the better.

[div class=tag]history[/div] jean-baptiste grenouille was born in sainte eulalie de cernon near millau in france and is the soul predocessor of an ancient bloodline of lycans. the family originates sometime between 1764 and 1767 in the former province of gรฉvaudan in the margeride mountains of south-central france. the first of his kin was a man called baptiste grenouille, the original beast of gรฉvaudan. all grenouille children grew up with his name hovering above their heads, and his story and his curse engraved onto the skin of their backs. It is tradition for their fathers to tattoo their sons on their tenth birthday with the claw of the first of their kin. Yet as mighty as baptiste grenouille was, the beast's origin lay in that of a poor farmer whose life hung by the threads of the ever lingering presence of wolves. and so the story goes, there once was a farmer who lost his flock of sheep, and went to bed with only his tears as his broth and his cold breaths as his bread. he ventured to kill the beasts who took away all that he was, and murdered them on by one with everything that he had. there once was a witch who lost her pack of wolves, and went to bed with her rage as her stew and her screams as her wine. she ventured into the wilds to find that who sought to hurt her further, but found him too late. upon striking the heart of the last of the pack, the farmer took his last breath not as a man, but a beast. so was the will of the witch. henceforth the grenouille men became lycanthropes, and could only give their wives a single son, with father handing curse down to son and so on. upon their son's eighteenth birthday, they would assume the beastly title and ascend to their truest beastly form. having turned eighteen a year ago, jean is but a fledgling in the world of lycans, and his hunger is strong and untamed. a deep scar beneath his eye is the sister of the metaphorical wound prevailing upon his heart. It was placed upon his face by a victim attempting to preserve their life from the claws of a monster. the death of the friend isn't an easy one, especially when you're responsible for it... you can imagine what kind of dark place Jean had to be in for a certain brochure to flutter down upon his doorstep.

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[div class=tagb]favorite food[/div] jean can only eat fresh meat, but he finds the heart is the tastiest

[div class=tagb]favorite drink[/div] tea

[div class=tagb]favorite book[/div] the vivisector by patrick white

[div class=tagb]favorite movie[/div] robocop

[div class=tagb]favorite color[/div] red

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LAUREL 'DAIN' SYLVAINE, who prefers to go by LARS is EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD ; born on NOVEMBER THIRTEENTH (SCORPIO) WITHIN THE DARKEST DEPTHS OF THE FOREST. he is a CISMALE (HE/HIM), and PANROMANTIC, PANSEXUAL ; ENGLISH + TRINIDADIAN + INDIAN.
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[div class=title]HAIR.
soft locks of dark brown hair
[div class=title]EYES.
green eyes that illuminate in the dark
[div class=title]SKIN.
tan skin that sparkles ever so slightly underneath bright lights
[div class=title]HEIGHT.[/div] 6โ€™ 2
[div class=title]WEIGHT.[/div] 178lbs
[div class=title]DISTINGUISHING FEATURES.[/div] the tips of his ears are pointed ; his back is full of healed scars ; when he grins, you can see his subtlety pointed fangs ; he smells faintly of pinewood .
[div class=title]WARDROBE.[/div] his wardrobe consists of the darkest hues of black and bluesโ€”heโ€™s grown accustomed to the silks, and furs his family clothed him in and prefers only that. therefore, his style takes on a more formal and slightly dramatic flair
[div class=title]FACE CLAIM.[/div] laurence coke

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[div class=title]EXPLANATION.[/div] lars is an unseelie; described as darkly-inclined fairies in comparison to their seelie counterparts. theyโ€™re known for their mischievous behavior such as appearing at night to assault travelers, playing pranks, and their inability to take things seriouslyโ€”they live long lives of greed and gluttony underneath the moonlight.

the very first of their kind were born from the depths of the earth within a forest, making them and their predecessors closely tied to mother nature, and giving them the ability to harness earthโ€™s power. they age slowly and are deemed โ€˜immortal,โ€™ but share the same fragility as humans. additionally, as an unseelie, they are able to see in the dark due to years of living underground and only coming to the surface when the moon rises.
[div class=title]RULES OF SPECIES.[/div] living away from the sunlight, lars has an increased sensitivity to sunlight and is more susceptible to sunburns. with the power to harness the earthโ€™s power comes great control and responsibility. the earth is not always willing to cooperate, and may reject ownership at random timesโ€”itโ€™s simply a luck of the draw, if it will bend to his will.
[div class=title]EXTRA.[/div] unseelies as a whole are unable to lie, but may use distractions tactics to avoid answering. additionally, due to his tie with the earth, the weather at the time tends to affect his mood and will fluctuate accordingly. [/div][/div][/DIV][/DIV][/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContentB" style="display: none;"]
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[div class=title]PERSONALITY.
lars has walked through the valley of shadows powerless and alone, to emerge as something of a broken bird. his life as prince is nothing as it seemsโ€”behind the glamorous facade lies a boy who has only wanted to be loved.

he burns with a desire to belong; with glittering smiles and magnetic green eyes lars uses his status and charm to acquire an endless amount of friends to mask this burning desire, but he still feels alone amidst the large group. some call him arrogant and privileged, and they arenโ€™t entirely wrong. heโ€™s had a better life than some, but still canโ€™t help but feel envious of others. for those who know what a home feels like, and who have grown in a family that loved you unconditionally instead of casted you aside.

he wears his pride with an unapologetically egotism as a veil to mask the other issues that stir beneath the surface. showing weakness isnโ€™t a luxury lars can afford, therefore heโ€™s always tried to feel in control even when heโ€™s felt powerless all his life. heโ€™s easily affected by his surroundings and the hurtful things his peers say, therefore heโ€™s turned to the bottle to numb the pain and ease his mind. lars barely sees his excessive drinking as a problem, due to it being his crutch for so long that heโ€™s normalized it. he can be unintentionally self-destructive, and will go on benders with drinking if he sees fit.

  • [div class=title]ALIGNMENT.
  • chaotic good
  • [div class=title]POSITIVE.
  • charismatic, determined, caring & independent
  • [div class=title]NEUTRAL.[/div] analytical, emotional, envious
  • [div class=title]NEGATIVE.[/div] selfโ€“indulgent, condescending, prideful, competitive & quickโ€“tempered
  • [div class=title]LIKES.[/div] attention, gifts, alcohol, parties, the moon, privacy, power, ladybugs, writing letters, feeling numb
  • [div class=title]DISLIKES.[/div] being bested, feeling inferior, thunderstorms, looming towers, blueberries, overly violent acts, highโ€“pitched voices, dishonesty
  • [div class=title]FEARS.[/div] loneliness, death, being used
  • [div class=title]AILMENTS.[/div] alcoholism ; in general, itโ€™s very easy for him to become addicted to certain substances due to the numbing effects
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[div class=title]his fate was laid out for him, before his birth. he is not a boy, but a bringer of misfortune and bad luck they deemed him.


born on november thirteenth, lars would not find solace in the comfort of his motherโ€™s arms, nor find the swelling of tears in either of his parentโ€™s eye as they gazed down at him lovingly. no, he would be met with the gaze of a parent who felt no love for their own blood and would discard of him as if he was nothing, for his birth marked the death of his mother.

a bitterness festered in the heart of his father every time his eyes laid upon lars, therefore he rarely saw his father or his own siblings who swore him off in fear of him bringing misfortune into their lives. he spent most of his childhood yearning for the few things he couldnโ€™t haveโ€”to be loved, and to be looked at without an ounce of fear or disinterest by his own blood. his desires are an unrelenting hunger that will consume him; a want that will lead to destruction in the end.

lars fought hard to earn the love of his father, and to gain attention from him. he started off as a meddling child who picked fights, and caused mayhem around the castle, but his father only dared to look in his direction if lars won the fight, otherwise heโ€™d be thwarted off. then, he played the part of the golden childโ€”excelled in school, participated in the kingdomโ€™s sinister traditions, and showed interest in inheriting the throne, yet to no avail his father continued to look the other way. he was adamant in believing that the murderer of his own wife, deserved no love from him, because in his eyes he was a murderer, before he was his son.

the golden child facade lasts temporarily until the age of sixteen when lars began to grow tired of trying to impress his father and ultimately gave up on trying to be anything but the forgotten child. he no longer cared to be seen as important nor to keep the sylvaine family image pristine. during parties and dinners held by the castle, lars would often find himself intoxicated with a bottle in his hands. most days he would have no recollection of the previous nights and would struggle to piece it all together.

eventually, lars gained enough attention from his father that he was kicked out of the castle to which none of his siblings stopped their father. he lived away from the castle for a week, until his oldest brother, nero offered a place for him to stay.

(TW: abuse) initially, the arrangement turned out great, but as nero watched his brother waste away his life, he felt the need to intervene. he tried in the little ways to return his brother to the way he once wasโ€”the golden child, who he knew was hidden away, but to no avail lars showed no interest in what nero planned for him. lars knew he wasnโ€™t meant for greatness, so he never bothered trying to be more than what was expected, but nero refused to listen to his brother and continued to challenge him.

when he wasnโ€™t satisfied with lars performance he would whip him until his back turned red and urged him to try again. nero would argue that he was doing this because he loved lars, and was doing it out of the kindness of his heart, but lars knew from the start that this wasnโ€™t love. at first he would cry during beatings, but he grew to be desensitized. nothing truly mattered anymore, and as more bruises bloomed across the expanse of his back he no longer prayed or cried for a savior, but endured it. lars would no longer try to fight back against those that made him powerless, because he is powerless and would be nothing more.

  • [div class=title]BROCHURE.
  • the brochure initially appeared upon his window during one of his drunken stupors while living with nero, but he disregarded it, and threw it away, believing it to be a shamโ€”until they began to become more frequent. the thought of a place such as wollstonecraft intrigued him, and an opportunity to get away from nero almost seemed too perfect, so he took the chance.


[div class=title]RELATIONSHIPS.
most if not all of lars family refuse to acknowledge his existence as anything but a bringer of misfortune.
  • NERO: the two arenโ€™t close, despite how much nero attempted to get to know lars, but he himself has no interest in the former. lars doesnโ€™t necessarily hate his brother, but he doesnโ€™t love, or even like him. he is simply another unseelie that he happens to share blood with.
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[div class=tag]alignment[/div] chaotic good [div class=tag]positive traits[/div] friendly, outgoing, charming, caring, easy-going, confident [div class=tag]negative traits[/div] obnoxious, passive, disorganized, indecisive, dramatic, impulsive [div class=tag]likes[/div] music, dancing, parties, traveling, chocolate cake, cool breezes, classic movies, learning new things, socializing, coffee [div class=tag]dislikes[/div] bright light, country music, chewing gum, scaring people, the beach, party poopers, bad action movies, milk, rain, mushrooms [div class=tag]fears[/div] not being able to find his purpose, centipedes [div class=tag]ailments[/div] n/a [/div][/div] [div class="textcontainer col3 hidden tabsContent tabsContent3 breaks"][div class=text][div class=tag]species[/div] shadow person [div class=tag]explaination[/div] the movement in the corner of your eye. the whisper in a dark room. the hand that ghosts your ankle when you go for a midnight snack. your sleep paralysis "demon". that's not your imagination, that is the shadow people. the motivations of shadow people range from benevolent to neutral to malevolent. he can shift in and out of his shadow form at will, but there must be shadows around. they can both hide in and travel in shadows. shadows can act as almost a portal to other places. shadow people are not immortal, though they have a much longer lifespan than humans. shadow people do not need sleep, though rest can feel rejuvenating if they choose to. the best way to get a glimpse of shadow people is to shine a light at them. their eyes shine with a silvery glint in the same way cat's eyes glow. the same effect is mirrored in photographs. no matter how well lit the room or how bright the flash, shadow people only appear as shadows with glowing eyes in photographs. [div class=tag]rules[/div] shadow people are not born, they are created. usually it's curious children, occasionally a clumsy adult, who accidentally fall into the shadow realm. something changes them and they are raised (or guided in the rare instance of an adult falling through) by the shadow that comes across them. benevolent and malevolent shadow people end up taking after the one who raised them as shadow people aren't beings who socialize with each other to set a single standard. traveling through the shadow realm in a bit of a mystery. you don't choose where you exit. you can be in the next room or a completely different continent. while shadow people live much longer than humans, they are not invulnerable. they will not die from the sunlight, but too much exposure can be damaging. they are susceptible to injury in human form and heal at the same pace as humans do. they do not get ill, though they can feel run down if they are not taking care of themselves properly. they still need to eat and breathe to sustain themselves also. [div class=tag]extra[/div] micah falls is benevolent, though borderline neutral, on the spectrum of shadow people. he will help, but he won't go too far out of his way because he wants to remain discreet. shadow people are terrifying to normal humans, but he doesn't want to scare people (unless they deserve it of course). so he keeps quiet and does little things for people. [/div][/div] [div class="textcontainer col4 hidden tabsContent tabsContent4 breaks"][div class=text][div class=tag]history[/div] micah was born to mollie and adam thatcher in the beginning of the 20th century. he was the youngest of four children in a well off family. adam worked in the oil industry, earning enough to keep the family more than comfortable. mollie was a doting mother who all but spoiled her children. micah was about three when he fell into the shadow realm. he had woken up in the middle of the night to drink some water when he saw movement in the corner of his room. curious, but not frightened, he went to investigate just as whoever was in his room returned to the shadow realm, falling in behind them. when his family found him gone, without a trace, they were devastated. for micah, he barely remembers his life before. he only knows his name, his parents' and siblings' names are lost to time. he just remembers falling for what felt like forever before being snatched by someone. his shadow brother, glenn. glenn was far more neutral than micah, but he showed him the ways of the shadow people. the relationship was odd. there wasn't much affection, just teaching and learning. micah's aging slowed down once he reached adulthood and he was sent on his own by glenn. and that's when his life truly began. having no attachments allowed micah to travel as he pleased. he learned several languages over the years (it was always terrible ending up in a country where you couldn't communicate). he even hung around with legends in their peak (most notably, he was chummy with the beatles). honestly, micah has gaps in his memory that last years. he can't remember the first half of the 70s. he never stayed in one place or hung around the same people for too long. he wasn't human and he had to keep that hidden. sure, it was difficult missing the nightlife, which is why he partied with the people who didn't care what time of day it was. it's 5 o'clock somewhere. though the academy is a definite change of pace, he is optimistic. he needs a purpose in his life desperately and he hopes that he can find it here. if not, he's got plenty of time left to figure it out. it will just be another blip in his timeline. he hopes to form some real connections here, ones that can last since he can truly be himself and not have to worry about hiding his true identity. 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[div class=role]Nulanchor II.[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=introright] [div class="accent accent02"][/div] [div class=name]The Reanimator.[/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent1" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent1"] [div class=accentcont] [div class=header1]basics.[/div] [div class=text1cont][div class="text text1"] [div class=tag]name[/div] Nulanchor Sorjik Vlachen II

[div class=tag]nickname:[/div] Nul

[div class=tag]age:[/div] 18

[div class=tag]birthday:[/div] december 10

[div class=tag]gender:[/div] female

[div class=tag]sexuality:[/div] heterosexual

[div class=tag]species:[/div] necromancer, reanimator archetype

[div class=tag]place of birth:[/div] Great Grimsby, England

[div class=tag]race/ethnicity:[/div] english

[div class=tag]height:[/div] 5' 10"

[div class=tag]weight:[/div] 137 lbs

[div class=tag]eye color:[/div] light blue

[div class=tag]hair color:[/div] dark brown-black

[div class=tag]body type:[/div] ectomorph

[div class=tag]dist. marks:[/div] dusting of freckles across her face, chipped canine

[div class=tag]body mods:[/div] multiple ear piercings and a nose ring, undercut dyed red, multiple tattoos (barbed wire around her wrists and ankles, a switchblade along the side of her left index finger, a forearm tattoo that can be observed in her gallery, 'days like lost dogs' written across her knuckles on her right hand (image can be seen in her gallery), mother mary between her breasts and various other tattoos)

[div class=tag]faceclaim:[/div] alice pagani
[/div][/div] [/div] [/div] [div class="pic1 pic11"][/div] [div class="pic1 pic12"][/div] [div class="num num1"]1.[/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent21"][/div] [div class="accent accent22"][/div] [div class=header2]persona.[/div] [div class="pic2 pic21"][/div] [div class="pic2 pic22"][/div] [div class="num num2"]2.[/div] [div class=text2cont][div class="text text2"] [div class=tag]vices[/div] she can be cyncal, rough around the edges, caustic and cold. Nul has a deep distrust of people because it is her truest belief that no one cares for more than themsleves. She believes it is in within people's nature to be cruel and to lie, so she'd rather tell you something mean to your face so you'd go away, rather than be polite and keep you close. She can also be described as sarcastic and mean, but we all know these little things can be boiled down to self-preservation.

[div class=tag]virtues[/div] Nul is unbelievably gentle and kind to the creature she reanimates, and this could seep into her social relationships if she stuck around long enough to have one. It is her gentleness that became the quality to be bullied for, it was the part of her that was taken advantage of in her childhood. She quells this part of herself now...

[div class=tag]strengths[/div] Nul's strengths lie in anatmoy, the form of the body and all the ways it ties itself together. Her memory is like an iron-vault and can be described as 'photographic'. If she had, had more of an education under her belt, she would have made a fine doctor. She also has a keen sense for physiognomy and can quickly determine what kind of character it is that she is dealing with.

[div class=tag]weaknesses[/div] Nul finds it difficult to socialise, mostly because she does not want to, but also because she always seems to say the thing no one wants to hear. Her bluntness regularly finds a way to punish her.

[div class=tag]fears[/div] she fears being alone and being deemed 'weird' even though she would have you think she does not mind being so.

[div class=tag]habits[/div] Nul has a habit of cracking her knuckles and talking with her mouth full.

[div class=tag]likes[/div] she adores texidermy and reading up on zoology and anatomy.

[div class=tag]dislikes[/div] socialising

[div class=tag]ailments[/div] Nul suffers from night terrors and an eating disorder. These are all the little demons that show up in the place of chlidhood abuse. It is difficult to talk about, difficult to read, but they her reality and she accepts that.

[/div][/div] [/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display: none;"] [div class="accent accent31"] [div class=accentcont] [div class=header3]background.[/div] [div class=text3cont][div class="text text3"] [div class=tag]species[/div] Nulanchor II is a necromancer of the reanimator archetype. The shorter version of the story being she can raise the dead. The soul manipulation in itself is accomplished by binding a soul to a physical form which has been prepared by the necromancer. Therefore, implying that the soul and reanimated corpse do not have to be the original corresponding pair. In terms of resurrection, few members of Nul's family have successfully bound a soul to it's original corpse. Although some ancient stories handed down through the generations would suggest a reanimator is capable of resurrecting -with a small measure of success- in binding a soul back into the same body which held it in life. However achieving this 'true' resurrection is not really within their purview. Reanimating a body too soon after death can be detrimental to the necromancer as well as the bodies original soul. Such an act is not recommended for there has not been enough time for the soul to travel to the 'other side'. Thusly resulting in a terrible battle between reanimator and soul until the "spiritual umbilicus" that tethers the soul to the body is broken. It is a cruel victory for the reanimator, for only true torment and torture can convince a soul to tear itself from its own body. The Soul Cairn was created from ancient necromancers of extreme power, and it is the place from which the reanimators collect souls to fill the corpses with. It is said that the magic in itself is a type of soul bargaining, and it is within the reanimators ability to travel to the Soul Cairn to bring back the spirit of the dead. It is known amoungst all reanimators that it is possible to become lost to the Soul Carin if one stays too long. The main characteristic that can be observed when one does travel to the other side, is that their eyes will turn milky white and they can no longer interact with those on the plane of the living. It is easier to bring back smaller creatures with less complex souls, and therefore, the souls which prove more difficult are those of the realms of humans and creatures of mythic.

[div class=tag]history[/div] Nulanchor II belongs to a long line of reanimators, an archetype of necromancy. This particular branch specialises in bringing back the dead, which is something our dear Nul has adored most passionately throughout her whole life. There is something deeper than her demeanor which dictates her love for dead things, whether it shows itself through her passion for taxidermy or the actual act of reanimation itself. If we were to be brutally honest, her real passion would lie in life would it not? Bringing back the things that have been lost to us. And these are no lost toys or forgotten personal items, these are souls banished to the halls of the dead. Her powers were handed down to her from her mother's side, with the women of her family being recognised not only as the most powerful, but as the matriachs of the Sorjik Vlachen's. The sorjik Vlachen's are an ancient family, with evidence of their existance in medieval times. The people of the time saw the practice of necromancy as conjuring demons who took the appearance of spirits and consequently the practice became known explicitly as maleficium, and the Catholic Church condemned it. This dark period saw to the destruction of many members of the Sorjik Vlachens and yet there is also documented evidence of the family having ties in the chrisian clergy as practitioners of spiritual guidance. In Nul's earlier days, it was within her mortal father's wishes to send her to a school for the mundane. But her passion for less-animated creatures terrified her classmates and sent her spiralling into a void of rejection and neglect. She was teased mercilessly, and so begun her hatred for people. Nulanchor stopped going to school around the age of fifteen. She did this, of course, without her father knowing but with her mother's approval. Such an education is not held in high regard amoungst the Sorjik Vlachen's, for it is their opinion that the informal clerical training of the manipulation of spiritual beings is all a reanimator requires. Most often then not, she keeps to herself these days, usually by listening to music or sketching dead things. However, this meant that in terms of academic knowledge, Nul is below the bell-curve for those her age and struggles to complete most academic tasks. Abusive relationships are complicated and twisted, and even in the company of two powerful necromancers, Nul's mortal father had complete and utter control over the household. This would be something Nul would never quite learn to understand. Perhaps it was the fear of god he put within her? One can only be told 'you're going to hell' so many times before they begin to believe it. That's the thing about mental illness, it twists you into a new kind of person and whether or not her father had approved of the gifts of necromancy beforehand, it was evident this was no more. Nul vividly remembers the night she recieved her Wollstonecraft Academy brochure. She had been kneeling precariously on the arm rest of the upstair corridor's couch, sucking in a cigarette and blowing it out in short puffs out the window. She remembered looking on with one good eye and one swollen eye as a piece of paper fluttered down upon the 'welcome' mat before her front door. Naturally one would walk down the stairs to retrieve such an item, but it was safer to climb out the window. The stomach-sinking, groud-dropping sensation she felt as she stood their reading the brochure in odd socks and an oversized band shirt was exhilarating.
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[div class=tagb]favorite food[/div] doughnuts

[div class=tagb]favorite drink[/div] solo slushee

[div class=tagb]favorite book[/div] Necromonicon by H.P. Lovecraft

[div class=tagb]favorite movie[/div] the re-animator

[div class=tagb]favorite color[/div] black

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