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Disney Character: (which god/hero/etc.)

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EMPEROR KUZCO AnimeGenork AnimeGenork .

KOVU AnimeGenork AnimeGenork .

TRAMP AnimeGenork AnimeGenork .

MEGARA AnimeGenork AnimeGenork .

DJALI AnimeGenork AnimeGenork .

REMY AnimeGenork AnimeGenork .



TINKERBELL apolla apolla .



KOCOUM eggsaladsandwitch eggsaladsandwitch .

VANELLOPE eggsaladsandwitch eggsaladsandwitch .

MULAN eggsaladsandwitch eggsaladsandwitch .

JIM HAWKINS eggsaladsandwitch eggsaladsandwitch .

COGSWORTH eggsaladsandwitch eggsaladsandwitch .

WENDY DARLING eggsaladsandwitch eggsaladsandwitch .



BELLE A Little Cloud A Little Cloud .



LADY revalia revalia .

RAPUNZEL revalia revalia .

POCAHONTAS revalia revalia .

LUMIERE revalia revalia .

CRI-KEE revalia revalia .

STITCH revalia revalia .


SHANG AI10100 AI10100 .

RAFIKI AI10100 AI10100 .

PEPITA AI10100 AI10100 .



ELSA (GENDERBENT) r e i r e i .

MAD HATTER r e i r e i .

LILO r e i r e i .

BEAST r e i r e i .

PETER PAN (GENDERBENT) r e i r e i .

MAXIMUS (GENDERBENT) r e i r e i .



MUSHU MegMath13 MegMath13 .

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  • Keaton Landau a.k.a. Emperor Kuzco
    (David Henrie)​
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    He Was Born and Raised to Rule

    Full Name: Keaton Samuel Landau

    Nickname: Keat, Your Gorgeousness

    Age: 19

    Birthday: January 1

    Sign: Capricorn

    Gender: Male

    Sexuality: Pansexual

    Religion: Atheist (He's the only god that matters)
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    No One Has Ever Been This Cool

    Face Claim: David Henrie

    Voice Claim: David Spade

    Hair Color: Dark Brown

    Eye Color: Green

    Height: 5'11"

    Weight: 170 lbs

    Body Figure: Athletic... the most beautiful thing you've ever seen

    Tattoos/Markings: Llama Birthmark on Left Thigh

    Distinguishing Features: Small Scar on Right Cheek

    Clothing Style:
    K U Z C O
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    He's the Sovereign Lord of the Nation

    Personality:
    Keaton loves himself more than anything else—and he won’t stop until everyone around him knows just how cool he is. As a result, he’s loud and outgoing, making a dramatic entrance whenever he goes anywhere. Such entrances are usually paired with an outburst that is nonsensical and ridiculous, two other adjectives that aptly describe Keaton.

    Paired with this outrageous narcissism is a love of adventure. Keaton wants nothing more than to go on fantastic journeys that not only make him look good, but also provide a great deal of fun to laugh about later, especially since he hasn't seen enough of the world yet. This contributes to his love of parties. All Keaton really wants is to have a good time and not be bored.

    Most see him as a selfish jerk, but despite popular belief, he’s quite fond of animals. Yes, he’s deathly terrified of jaguars (for...some reason), but most other animals enchant him. He wishes to care for all the animals of the world, especially llamas. (Even he doesn’t know why they’re his favorite.) Sometimes this inborn kindness manifests in his social interactions, but most of the time, Keaton tends to focus on himself.

    There is a secret part of Keaton that wants to be genuine friends with everyone. He does think that he cares about others, but he's not sure how to go about it. So instead, he stays his ridiculous in the hopes that someone will want to look past the obviously beautiful face.

    Virtues:
    ■ Self-Confidence
    ■ Friendliness
    ■ Compassion
    ■ Honesty
    ■ Sincerity

    Vices:
    ■ Narcissistic
    ■ Egotistical
    ■ Boastful
    ■ Haughty
    ■ Lonely

    Quirks:
    ■ Dances instead of walking most places
    ■ Plans all his entrances to places so they're DRAMATIC!

    Habits:
    ■ His dramatic entrance
    ■ Runs his hand through his hair obsessively when he's talking to people

    Likes:
    ■ Adventures
    ■ Llamas
    ■ Pasta
    ■ Parties
    ■ Himself

    Dislikes:
    ■ Big Cats
    ■ Silence
    ■ Doing Nothing
    ■ Arguments
    ■ Work

    Fear:
    Abandonment
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    He's the Hippest Dude in All Creation

    History:
    As a kid, Keaton always begged to be taken to the zoo. His fascination with animals was exhausting to his parents, but charming all the same. Though he was born to a well to do family, he wasn’t spoiled in the sense that people normally associate with the word. Rather, he was quite vain and obnoxious—but that didn’t mean he didn’t care.

    Animals meant the world to little Keaton, especially the llamas. Staff at the zoo were always amused at the fascination he showed whenever he was with them, and the opposing fear he felt whenever he came close to the big cats. Panthers especially were terrifying to him.

    One day, Keaton turned around to smile at his mother, a kind and honest woman who found his ridiculous antics adorable. But she was nowhere to be found. Panicked, Keaton ran around the zoo, calling for her with tears in his eyes. But she was gone.

    The zoo staff attempted to calm him down and find his parents. But his mother and his father, for unexplained reasons, had packed up and abandoned their son at the zoo. Keaton was devastated to hear it, but it explained the look in his parents’ eye whenever they watched their son up to his usual shenanigans.

    Keaton wasn’t entrusted to the foster care system, as one might expect. Rather, a member of the zoo staff, the woman normally in charge of caring for the llamas. He was instantly taken to her, mostly because she put up with his ridiculous behavior…and because of the llamas, of course.

    As he grew older, people really couldn’t understand why he was so weird. Strangely, though, they began to see he wasn’t really that bad of a guy. Something about his oddness was amusing, and it drew people to him like magnets. Some girls thought him to be a jerk, but even they were won over by his incredible…oddity.

    Keaton took on dancing, as it made his dramatic entrances far more dramatic. Jazz dancing was his specialty, and he took to it like the prized student he was. Deep down though, he kept the pain of his parents’ abandonment locked away. He feared it happening again, but this time with the many friends he’d made, as well as his adoptive mother.

    Yet, he lives on, unable to stop caring for animals, and somehow finding it in him to care for others in the most indirect way possible.

    Theme Song: "I Don't Dance" from High School Musical 2
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    What's His Name? KUZCO! KUZCO! KUZCO!

    Character: Emperor Kuzco

    Movie: The Emperor's New Groove

    Type of Character: Hero, Naturally

    Disney Story:
    Emperor Kuzco was living the good life. Yeah, he was spoiled, but he got whatever he wanted! One day, when his adviser Yzma was caught doing his job again, he fired her. True, it might've been harsh, but nobody sits in his throne. She invited him to a dinner for them to make her peace, and sometime in the middle of it, he passed out. When he woke up, he was a llama! A peasant named Pacha helped him get back to the palace so he could reclaim his throne from Yzma. After a few adventures and near-death experiences, he finally got back, all the while having learned the value of friendship and kindness.
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The least her mother could've done was understand that she didn't want to wear a skirt. She hated skirts with a burning passion, almost as much as she hated the idea of unicorns and rainbows. Oh, well, at least she'd managed to swap out all the fancy dresses Mom had put in her suitcases for her usual cargo pants, tanks tops, etc. That thought continued to make Skylie smirk as she wandered around the ship. She passed many rooms that radiated with different colors, but she didn't bother go inside them. A mix of colors, plus loud noises? She was not getting a headache today.

Eventually, she made it to the front deck, where there was quite the gathering of people her age. Their auras were mixes of colors, but they kept returning to red: anger and frustration. One boy was peering down into the water anxiously, while another girl chewed out a boy for heaven knows what. Both boys were shirtless for some reason, though one was still dripping. Maybe he'd been at the pool? Whatever, all that mattered was that apparently someone had fallen in the water. Whether it was the dark-haired boy's fault or not remained to be seen. Checking that her Eiffel tower keychain was securely in her duffel bag, she dropped it with a loud thunk! and walked over to the small group.

Normally, people would ask, "What's going on?" or something else relating concern. No, Skylie instead broke in with, "Can all of you shut up? Your colors are giving me a headache." Looking over the railing into the water below, Skylie sighed. "If you guys aren't going to do anything, I guess I'll have to." Clambering onto the railing, Skylie glared down at the water. She didn't have anything against the water itself, but rather, what she'd have to do with it after fetching the girl. With a sigh, she dove into the water, trying to remember if she could swim or not.

Once in the water, Skylie looked around, searching for the girl. A little ways below her was the girl, her fiery red hair floating around her like flames. Swimming over to the girl, Skylie wrapped her arms around her waist, kicking with all her might to swim to the surface. When her head broke through the water, she adjusted her grip on the girl, slapping her lightly on the cheek to see if she'd wake up. Unfortunately, she was out cold. Damn. Turning to look up at the deck she dove from, she narrowed her eyes and focused on the water surrounding her. Slowly, water droplets lifted from the ocean, rising to the side of the ship. They swirled in the air until finally there was a rainbow ladder--or, really, a ladder made of rainbows--scaling the height of the boat.

Wrapping the girl's arms around her shoulders and hooking her legs around her waist, she gripped the ladder with one hand, noting the brightness of the sun. If she didn't hurry, the ladder would dissipate into thin air. Skylie used all her agility as a former street urchin to climb the ladder, feeling the rungs disappear as soon as her feet left them. Her eyebrows knit together in determination until finally, she'd reached the railing she had dove off of minutes before. She pulled the upper half of her body over the railing, dropping the girl rather unceremoniously onto the deck. Skylie herself somehow flipped and landed in a crouch, breathing heavily. Standing up and wringing the water out of her hair, she glanced down at the girl. Her gaze flitted up to the other people around her. "I don't know what happened, but next time, don't just stand there freaking out. Do something about it." The words came out harshly, but she meant every word she said. Sitting around doing nothing got you nowhere, especially when someone's life was on the line.

With a yawn, Skylie scratched her head. "We should either go find a nurse or doctor, or give her CPR, quick, before it's too late." Being the girl she was, Skylie would've done it, but CPR was not in her repertoire of skills. And she wasn't going to carry that girl again.
 
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Arianna Jamison



Full Name: Arianna Jamison
Nickname: Ari
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Face-Claim: Ashley Benson


appearance
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5'0
Weight: 115lbs
Tattoos/Markings: this one
Distinguishing Features: Her height; her dimples


personality
Virtues: caring; loyal; honest
Vices: jealous; stubborn; impatient
Quirks: Stands on her tiptoes to reach full height when angry; tugs on her hair when anxious or embarrassed
Likes: Peter Pan; spending time with someone she likes; flying; pixie dust; Neverland
Dislikes: Wendy; Captain Hook; swimming; being trapped; the fear of being replaced
Fear: rejection; being replaced; being alone

Personality: Despite her petite appearance, Tinkerbell/Arianna is a feisty, sassy girl with an attitude from hell. If she's in a good mood, you might only get the brunt of the leftover attitude she had directed at someone else. Maybe not. If she likes you, she is a caring individual who will always have your back. She's honest, not afraid to tell anyone what's on her mind, and sometimes can be a little more on the blunt side of things. She enjoys being close to her friends, but doesn't like the thought of being replaced or someone else coming before her. She's jealous and possessive of those she cares about, but she's more loyal than a dog when she considers you a friend.

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History:
Arianna was born on a stormy night in the middle of one of the hottest summers on record. Perhaps that was foreshadowing; perhaps it was just chance. Either way, she was there, and there was no turning back. Her mother was young; she'd never meant to get pregnant. She and Ari's father were not married, and her mother had no intentions of changing that, but she never voiced that thought. Instead, she led Ari's father on for a few more years, wanting his money and attention.

Tessa was a barely there mom, and she had Henry wrapped around her little finger. He loved his daughter, of course, but Tessa manipulated him in a way that he spent most of his time and put most of his attention on her, instead of Ari. Ari grew up fighting for her father's attention, and grew jealous when she didn't get it.

As a young teenager, Arianna started learning to get attention from other places, both negative and positive. She spent more time with boys, learning how to flirt and inadvertently manipulate them like her mother did. Though she'll firmly deny that she's anything like that "monster", Ari did get some of her mother's traits. The older she got, the worse it became, until the night she spent with Billy Byers in his truck, nearly getting attacked. She managed to get out, and withdrew into herself.

Of course, she had to put on a front, so to everyone else-- she was still the same. Rumors flew, and she kept a straight face in front of others. She has very few true friends, but she's protective and possessive of those she has because-- they're all she has.

Disney Story:
Tinkerbell was born in Pixie Hollow. Always a little self absorbed, she didn't have many fairy friends, but she was content to being by herself. She met Peter Pan as a young fairy, and was immediately drawn to him and his childlike innocence. They became fast friends, as he was able to look past her selfishness and see her for the caring fairy that she was. He taught her how to be a friend, though she took that a little further and was only his friend. She taught him how to fly, and they bonded. But Peter was nice to everyone, and Tink just couldn't bring herself to stop thinking that he was trying to replace her. That led her to sabotage relationships and his other friendships, and that included the one with Wendy Darling. Peter somehow always looked past her negative ways, though, and Tinkerbell remained his faithful companion.

disney
Disney Character: Tinkerbell
Movie: Peter Pan
Type of Character: Side-kick

Theme Song:

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Bella eyed the envelope for another minute or two before hearing the door open. She barely flinched, though on the inside, she could feel her stomach doing flip flops. It'd been a while since she'd seen Xavier; what if he wasn't what she remembered? What if she wasn't what he remembered? Dragging her bottom lip into her mouth, she bit down, leaning forward over the counter to get a better look at who had come in.

Not Xavier, but hello.

She flashed a dimpled grin at him as he seated himself. "Hello yourself, cowboy." She nodded in his direction. He was definitely a looker, but he had that air about him that screamed trouble. So did she, for that matter, though. Before she could say more, the door opened again. Out of mere curiosity, her eyes flicked in the direction of the newcomer. She did a double take when she realized she knew him.

Shooting to a standing position, she stared at Kayden, her lower jaw hanging open some. He hadn't changed much over the years, she realized, her eyes zeroing in on his own, reflecting her own surprise back at her. But there was something else in his gaze, she saw. And when she recognized the emotion, she felt herself bristle in response.

"The fuck are you doing here?" She shot back. How original. "You're not supposed to be here." Yet there he stood, staring at her as though she'd completely ruined his life by existing.

Well, she had definitely fucked up his senior year.

Another girl entered, soft and sweet looking, and another girl after that. It was the second girl that drew Bella's attention, mostly because of the already angered look on her face. That, and the slap she administered to trouble's face. "Oh, damn." Bella leaned against the counter again. "This just got interesting."

Her eyes jerked towards the door again as another guy entered, that playboy smile lighting up his face like a christmas tree. He recognized soft and sweet, and swept her up in a hug. "See, why can't you greet me like that, instead of what the fuck are you doing here?" She shot at Kayden, her smile a tad bit playful. "It's not like I was the worst thing to ever happen to you, after all."
 
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    PERSONALITY
    Right off the bet, Rosalia is very spirited and determined. She always strives to be whatever she wants, especially by her grandmother. The phrase: 'If you can dream it, you can do it!' keeps ringing in her brain and it is what makes her such the determined girl she is nowadays. Despite it all, Rosie is easily influenced which resulted from her bullying experiences and lack of understanding reality. This has resulted into her suffering from mild anxiety and very low self-esteem when in reality she is nothing but rays of sunshine.
    However, despite her 'mother' having a strong hold on her, she still tries to remain positive and do what she does best, art. Art, dancing, music... she did it all in order to distract herself from the confides of her home due to her over-protective mother. She learnt to see the beauty in all of the littlest things. Spontaneous and uplifting! Upon eventually rebelling and reaching her own age, Rosalia started experiencing the outside world, she started flourishing her true colors.
    Virtues: Artistic | Innocent | Determined
    Vices: Sensitive | Childish | Rebellious
    Quirks: Loves to run around bare foot. She does not like the idea of shoes. She can also recite most of the books she has continuously read.
    Likes: Sunlight | Reptiles - chameleons in particular | Drawing | Promises | Lemonade
    Dislikes: Violence | Confinement/Restrictions | Promise Breaking | Eggs | Heights
    Fear: Confined spaces.


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    HISTORY
    Theme Song: Lily - Alan Walker, K-391 and Emelie Hollow
    History: Rosalia is a little bundle of joy that was born to a lovely young newly-wedded couple. A young florist and a military lieutenant. Her father had stopped his military travels to be with his wife and his newly born daughter. However, when Rosalia was just a few months old, her mother fell ill. Leaving her father to care for both of them. Her father reached out to a family friend, an old lady who happened to be a family friend to aid. Eventually, the mother passed away leaving young Rosalia and her husband behind. Her death was too much for her father to handle that he succumbed to the dark side of binge drinking before leaving without a trace, believed to join the army. The young blonde was still a blossoming bud when her family crumbled. She only remembered so little from the happy family remnants she had.
    Her father had left Rosalia with this old lady who took her in as if she was her own child. She raised her own. Despite taking her in, the old lady whom she grew up to call mother locked her in her room more than you can count on your fingers for no reason at all. She did not want her to go to school, instead she was home-schooled. She did not want her to go out and play, instead she taught Rosalia how to pass the time with hobbies. It was then Rosalia discovered her passion for art. The female painted portraits after portraits. Still life after still life till her room became flooded in her own works. She tried dancing, singing, cooking, reading but she always got bored after a week. Art was the only thing that Rosie enjoyed for a long period of time.
    When she turned eighteen, Rosie's 'mother' also fell ill. The female stayed by her side and aided her. The lady started getting better as the days passed by with Rosie's care till she managed back up on her feet again. She thanks the blonde by helping her re-open her mother's local florist shop which had been closed ever since her biological mother died. Bringing it back to life, Rosalia spent every ounce of energy and dedication she had towards this tiny shop. Enjoying the fresh air on her skin, she even argued with her adoptive mother to allow her to start actual education.
    Disney Story: Rapunzel, the youngest and only daughter of the king and queen of Corona had been taken away as a young infant by an old hag that kept her locked up in a long tower for eighteen years of her life. She had no one but the hag herself to visit. Mother Gothel had taken her in exchange for her father's actions to recover mother's health in order for Rapunzel to be born. He had taken a magical flower from Gothel's garden that was now in her hair. This would be the reason why Gothel was interested in Rapunzel. Every time she sang an incantation, Rapunzel's bizarre long blonde locks glowed golden and slowly takes the age away from the crone's body. Gothel made it her life mission to keep her locked in the tower and teach her the incantation to keep healing her.
    Rapunzel being fed up of locked in a tower, she tried every hobby possible.There was not one thing she did not know. She grew a fascinating interest with the floating lanterns that were released every year on the day of her birthday. One night, while in the tower alone, Rapunzel would encounter a baby chameleon at her tower window, being followed by a venomous snake. As he was bit, the blonde revived the chameleon with the incantation as she wrapped him in her hair. Naming him Pascal, he had been the closest friend and company she had in the tower.
    That was until she was to meet the crown thief and his steed, Maximus. It was the first time in eighteen years that her feet touched the grass. The lot had escaped the tower and ran on their little adventure. She went and encountered life in the city of Corona thanks to this Flynn Ryder. He even managed to get her up close to the floating lanterns that appeared on her birthday each year! It was after that night that Gothel got a grip on her once more and removed her only remedy. Her long silky blonde hair was chopped, turning into darkened brown locks. After Flynn's miraculous revival and Rapunzel's discovery she returned to her biological parents as the princess of Corona and wedded off to the prior stranger who took her out from the tower.


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    DISNEY
    Character: Rapunzel
    Movie: Tangled
    Type of Character: Princess

    BASICS
    Full Name: Rosalia Anna Simmons
    Nickname: Rosie, Blondie, Sunshine
    Age: Nineteen
    Gender: Female
    Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
    Face-Claim: Marina Laswick

    APPEARANCE
    Hair Color: Golden Blonde
    Eye Color: Blue-Green
    Height & Weight: 5'4'' & 121 pounds
    Tattoos/Markings: Sunshine tattoo
    Distinguishing Features: Likes to keep a flower in her hair; a dahlia or an orchid. Also random paint marks on her hands.

    Rosalia Simmons
    Rapunzel
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'The Drunken Swordsman' pretty appropriate name for a tavern if you ask me. Liliana Rose was counting the days by the seconds that she steps off these mead and alcohol infested walls she called home. Definitely not by choice. The black haired female was just sweeping the floor in front of the door, looking at the tavern owner in disgust and mumbling under her breath. How she disliked him. That was putting it very politely.
As she proceeded with her sweeping, she started humming and singing something underneath her breath. A soft tune her mother used to sing to her. That was until she was halted by a drunken bastard who told her to shut up. She was about to scold back, when the front door open wide and a very beaten down cloaked figured emerged through. Leaving a trail of scarlet blood staining the floor she just swept and cleaned. As much as she didn't want to do the same thing, her concern leaned more towards the man that is almost on the verge of collapsing with what she deduced was blood loss.
What caught her immediate attention were his twin swords, silver and steel. Deducing what he was. Watching the instant expression of scorn on that bastard's face she already knew how this was going to result in. She rested the wooden broom against the wall and awaited for the right opportunity to simply aid. It was in her nature to help. Following the conversation, it led to exact predicted ending.
That racist I'm uncultured will never change. It is why till this very day, Rennie knows that Lily was just a normal peasant, one of those vermin of the streets. Little did that bastard know that she more than that. She couldn't stand seeing it any longer. The man, not mutant, was collapsing in front of his eyes and he is rejecting him. As the witcher was about to collapse, she immediately went to his aid and shielded his weight, as best as she can, "Hold on to me as best as you can."
Looking at Rennie with a sour and stern face she replied, "Have you no heart? The man is practically dying in front of you and you couldn't spare on room so your precious wenches won't get cold?" she sneered. "He can use my room and I'll cover it with my tab," with that she took the crowns, the stranger provided and slid them back in her pocket, aiming to give them back to the stranger once she treated him.
"That's business you shouldn't meddle with young lady!" he yelled as Lily started guiding the hurt male towards the room. True she was old but her attire looked rather young which caused him to be fooled so easily. "And clean the gore that was made on the floor while you're at it. It's the only thing you are good at, you vermin. Don't want my entrance looking like a massacre. Out of my sight!" he proceeded.
Liliana practically ignored him and approached the stairs. The man was heavy, especially since his strength, or what is left of it, is going into trying to keep himself up, especially with such blood loss. Add the armor and weaponry he was clothes in, or what was left of it. Her figure was smaller then his but she didn't give up, "Okay lad, I know you are on the verge of collapsing but I'm goin' to need a little bit of what's left so I can haul you up the stairs." she commented as she held one arm around his waist as she wrapped on of his around her neck and on her shoulder, holding it with the other free hand so he is somewhat buckled to her. One leg settled on the first step...
 
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    nickname:
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    age:
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    Gender:
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    sexual orientation:
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    Lucian has CURLY, FIERY RED HAIR and LIGHT BLUE EYES. He stands at around SIX FEET, TWO INCHES and weighs a slender 149 POUNDS. He has no piercings or tattoos, obviously. Some of his more distinguishing features are his STERN EXPRESSION and his FIDGETY HANDS. Additionally, He bears a striking resemblance to DYLAN BELL.
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    likes
    • order

    • tea time

    • studying history

    • accomplishing tasks

    • filigree trinkets

    • personal grooming

    dislikes
    • chaos

    • rough-housing

    • loud noises

    • broken or misplaced objects

    • failure

    • impromptu musical numbers
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    • law-abiding

    • obidient

    • loyal
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    • anxious

    • cranky

    • obsessive

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    "There's a place for everything, and everything is in its place." Those are the words that Lucian lives by. You could say he suffers from slight obsessive compulsive disorder, but well, you'd be wrong. There's nothing slight about it. Lucian thrives in neat, tidy, peaceful environments, and any unforeseen circumstances can transform him from a congenial, if not slightly abrasive, man, into a ticking time-bomb.

    This is not to say that he's unkind, he's just... incredibly uptight. Though it takes him a while to warm up to people, he can actually be a good ally to have around. No one else ever has to play the bad cop when he's around.

    Altogether, he's a bit of a weird guy. He's always CHECKING HIS WATCH, making sure everything is running smoothly. His desire to complete everything on time, in an orderly fashion, stems from a deep anxiety that he's possessed for most of his life. Few people truly understand his typically manic behavior. More than anything, he FEARS FAILURE, becoming physically petrified at the idea that he may have screwed up in some way.
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    Disney character:
    Cogsworth

    movie:
    Beauty & the Beast

    character type:
    Side-kick

    Theme Song:
    "Hurry Hurry" - Air Traffic Controller

    Lucian is the oldest of five, his mother having died in childbirth when he was eight. His father, an honorably-discharged military man, was incredibly strict, and grew increasingly so after his wife's death. Despite his young age, Lucian had to take on the role of primary care-giver to his younger siblings. He had to have all the children ready to go to school on time, meals had to be prepared and served in exact time-frames, and the home had to be kept spotless. If anyone failed to uphold any of their father's expectations, no matter which child was truly at fault, the brunt of the punishment fell on Lucian's shoulders. It was his responsibility to keep their family running, and any tiny mistake that got through his defenses was catastrophic.

    As the years passed, his father became more distant, appearing home, it seemed, only to judge and to chastise when something went wrong. However, Lucian found he had be conditioned to follow a strict regimen, and he couldn't allow himself to relax, even if it was guaranteed that his father wouldn't find out.

    In his late teens, when he told his father about his dreams to study ceramics, his father refused to let him go away to school, especially not in an art-based field. Lucian was heartbroken, and arguments with his father became more and more frequent. It was around this time that his father found out about his sexuality, and being an older, conservative man, was incredibly angered by this information. Despite the fact that he was needed to keep the family afloat, his father kicked him out of the house. He hasn't been able to visit any of his younger siblings ever sense.

    DISNEY HISTORY: Cogsworth served as Prince Adam's majordomo, and when, on that fateful night on which the castle was cursed, he was magically transformed into a clock. Despite functioning as a piece of furniture, he still carried out his duties to the best of his abilities. Though he was initially wary when Belle entered their midst, Cogsworth was instrumental in boosting his beastly master's confidence and facilitating the romance that would eventually break the curse. Perhaps, once they're all human again, he can finally retire to that seaside shack where he can lounge about, sipping tea and enjoying the peace and (candle-free) quiet.
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There was nothing like the smell of the sea on a night when the sky was clear, with the soft sound of the waves hitting against the side of the ship.

If only these drunken idiots of a crew would shut up and go the hell to sleep.
Pale, nimble hands masterfully danced a mop from side to side. A soft tune drifted, whistled out from beneath a curtain of dark hair, covering most of a handsome face, especially his ruined, useless right eye.

Ellison Paine sighed as dipped his mop back into the bucket of suds that sat on the deck in front of him. Of course, there were better times to be swabbing the deck, but if drunken singing was going to keep him up all night, he figured he might as well be productive in that time. The Captain and first mate had some sort of supernatural powers that allowed them to sleep through this ruckus, and Eli envied them so much.
The ship was anchored off the shore of a typically deserted island, one the Captain had been using as a home base for years. They had just finished a rather well-paying job, which was the reason for all the excitement on deck tonight. Eli found himself leaning against his mop, proving himself up as he gazed over the side of the ship and into the water. Thousands of glittering stars reflected back at him from the surface. It really was a beautiful night—

A grip on his shoulder made him jump, and lanky arms fumbled a bit before finding balance on the railings of the ship. Loud laughter echoed behind him.

“Be careful there, boy. Don’t wanna go overboard, you never was a good swimmer!” The words were said cheerfully, without malice, as friendly eyes peered out at him from behind bushy, grey eyebrows.

Ol’ Thom had been with the crew for as long as Eli could remember. He was a short, stout man with lots of bushy hair and a friendly disposition. Despite his age, his eyes were sharp, which served him well as the ships navigator. Eli smiled sheepishly at the older man, looking down at him with his one good eye. “Evenin’ Thom. How’re yeh gettin’ on?” he asked pleasantly.

“Hmmm, well, I wuz comin’ to check on yeh, ‘cuz you were lookin’ out there like you’d spotted a mermaid!” The older man laughed, raising his glass and taking a swig of some strong-smelling liquid. The cabin boy made an exasperated face.

“Thom, I’m not a kid anymore, okay? Don’t be ridiculous,” a deep brown eye looked away from the conversation in embarrassment over his childhood obsession. It was all Thom’s fault really, filling his head with all sorts of stories of pretty ladies from beneath the waves. Mop now discarded, Eli crosses his arms over his chest, flicking his gaze back to the old man, who gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder.

“I was just jokin’ with yeh, kid. Yeh look miserable enough as it is without my heckling. Hey—Why don’t yeh give that mop a break and go ashore, huh? Technically, yer off duty, and it might be nice to get away from it all,” Thom suggested, with a broad gesture to the group of loud, inebriated swashbucklers. It took all of half a second before Eli decided that was a wonderful idea.
“Alright, Thom. If anyone asks, I was eaten by sharks,” the younger man said jokingly, before hopping over the side of the railing, climbing nimbly down the side of the sleeping ship. The last few feet, his foot slipped, and he splashed down into the shallow water by the shore with a string of quiet curses. Standing up and shaking himself out, Eli stepped onto the beach, where he removed his sopping wet boots, opting to go barefoot on the sand.

The cabin boy walked along the shore, the water coming up to his shins as he made his way as far from the ship as possible. Once the drunken cacophony faded away, he came to a stop, looking back out at the sea, the stars sparkling gems on a curtain of black velvet.

It really was a beautiful night. Especially when there were no lousy pirates to ruin the ambiance.
 
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    Name: Michael Zhang

    Nickname: Mike

    Age: 22

    Gender: Male

    Sexual Orientation: Asexual

    Face-Claim: Song Jae-Rim

    Appearance:

    Hair Color: Black

    Eye Color: Black

    Height: 5'10

    Weight: 197 lbs

    Tattoos/Markings: N/A

    Distinguishing Features: His Asian features, Long hair often tied into a bun


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    Personality: Michael often comes off as someone who is aloof and unapproachable because of his silent demeanor when not interacting other people. His mind often floats off too and his stares are sometimes misinterpreted as a glare - which becomes a problem since when he starts to daydream, he starts to stare off to somewhere and often doesn't realize that there's a person in his line of sight.

    However, Michael is actually a rather friendly person once you strike up a conversation with him. He's usually very accommodating with any questions and conversations and would be more than happy to help out. He can be rather awkward in group social events as he isn't sure how to really act in those sorts of situations but he can usually cover it up quickly once he adapts to it.

    Strengths/Virtues: Loyal, Friendly, Compassionate

    Weaknesses/Vices: Easily misinterpreted, Socially Awkward, Daydreamer

    Quirks: He will stare into oblivion when he's alone, folds origami when he's bored, fiddles with his collar when nervous

    Likes: Archery, Medicine, Swordfighting, Helping out, Animals, Chocolate

    Dislikes: Group events, Chaos, Closed spaces, Getting stressed

    Fear: Losing everyone he cares about


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    History: Michael was born in a rather normal household with two working parents. They often come home late which left Michael to do most of the household chores by himself or just leave the house entirely until night falls. He wasn't bothered by this but this did lead him to learning how to live by himself from an early age. His parents were supportive of most of the things that he's done - especially when he started to take up archery and swordfighting since it trained his physical body. He was rather average in most of his academics but typically rose above when it came to physical activities which made him fit into the jock category.

    He was in highschool when his parents had died from a plane accident when they were on a business trip together. Michael was left with their money and their land. He was supposed to go to an orphanage but he had managed to rope a neighbor to "taking care" of him and they agreed to doing so so that he could still stay in the house. When he was 18, he was given the rights to everything that was left to him and he began living by himself again. Aside from the fact that he's working part-time in the dojo he was training at, there wasn't much of a difference from his lifestyle before and now.

    Disney Story: Li Shang is the son of the general of the Chinese Army and had his future planned out. He trained since he was young to become part of the army. War with the Huns was imminent and he was a Captain of a small army. This is where he met Fa Mulan (then disguised as Ping) and was particularly harsh at him because of his inability to catch up. However, after a tough training regiment, they all became capable soldiers. Their arrival at the meeting area with his father was devastating - the village was burnt down to the ground and the main army was torn to shreds. They pursued the army and their surprise attack was foiled. It was only thanks to Ping that they had managed to survive with the latter causing a massive avalanche that demolished the Huns army. After that, he discovered that Ping was actually a woman - Fa Mulan - and he left her back before taking the army back to the Imperial City. Little did they know that the Huns were there and Mulan came to warn them. One thing led to another and with Mulan taking the lead, they managed to save the emperor. Shang soon came to court and soon married Mulan.

    Disney Character: Li Shang

    Movie: Mulan

    Type of Character: Hero


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Fifty Years Ago​

It was a rather normal day for the both of them - Reginald and his master, Alyssa. The sun was shining brightly above the both of them, and the knight rested his hand on the hilt of his sword. While he didn't enjoy his time very much, at least he had something to do while he was with the Wytch. Reginald watched as his master dug out herbs from the ground. "If you so wish, m'lady, I could do that for you." He offered.

"There is no need, Regi." She cooed, taking out the herb and then showing it to him. It was an odd sort of herb, something he hadn't seen before. It was colored red - as if it was bathed in blood. Alyssa then moved to him and pressed the herb close to his chest. "Do you know what this is Regi?" Reginald looked at her with the same expressionless face that the helmet provides, but she smiled. He was looking at her with confusion - something that she could feel inside her. They were connected - because she gave part of her soul to bind him to that armor. "I call it the Blood Lily. It's something that only sprouts when death is near."

Reginald tensed in surprise. Death? His gaze darted from left to right, trying to find where the source of this supposed death could be. He vowed to protect her until her dying breath - as what was stated in the contract. To follow her direct orders. Reginald then heard a giggle coming from his master, who was looking at him with mocking amusement. He tilted his head to completely show what he was feeling. "Why are you filled with amusement, m'lady? This is a serious threat to your life, and your home!"

Alyssa then gave him a warm smile. "I have kept a secret from you, Regi. About your curse." She admitted as she toyed with the herb in her hands before heading inside. Reginald followed, curious about what she was talking about. The house was nothing impressive, and the only things within were what she needed to live. Inside the Dark Forest, no one dared disturb them. And with her immortal bodyguard, most were wary about venturing to this side of the Forest. "A new master." She said first, placing the herb into her collection lined up neatly on the shelf. "A new life. That is what you will lead."

"What do you mean?" He questioned, but he was met with no reply. He knew that she had no reason to say anything, so he quieted down. But the question still brewed in his mind about what she meant. Was there any reason for this? The sudden topic of his curse coming up was shocking, to say the least. She was always so secretive about it, and when he asked about it, she would divert the conversation to another topic. She hated talking about it, so he stopped asking after a few months. To hear her suddenly talking about it meant that something big was about to happen. He gripped the hilt of his sword. He just hoped it wasn't anything bad. No matter what he thought and said, having a purpose was better than having none. And Alyssa gave him a purpose.
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Reginald wished only for small things in life. He was not aware that such small things would blow out of proportions - that a child's dream would cause him so much pain. For he thought that immortality would come at a very petty cost, but instead it came at a much bigger one. His childish thoughts that filled his mind were convincing - being immortal would have been the best. You would rule until the end of time, bringing an end to the corruption and allowing a better life for the people - and for yourself as well. He was a fool to have successfully fallen for this thought, a thought that had admittedly claimed many, but only one had acted upon those urges - and that was him. But who could blame him? Most people would want to attain such power. The power to live forever. It was such an enticing thought when you were a mortal. He wondered if the Wytches ever felt this way - or any other 'immortal' out there.

The truth was much more uglier. Now that he was living this eternal life, he found that it was not as wonderful as the legends make it sound. Every stab to the armor, slash across his neck, arrow through his chest meant nothing. He could keep on going for ages. But the world is not so amusing anymore. Nothing could live up to when you were a mortal. When you knew you were going to die, you start to enjoy things tenfold. When you're immortal, however, everything just becomes dull. The first few years were amazing, even if he was just walking around in an armor following a wytch. Nothing could stop him. He slashed down his enemies mercilessly, without much thought. After those years were finished, the enjoyment left. He was now merely a husk of who he was - both figuratively and literally. Not even helping people to redeem himself yielded any positive reaction from him. And that was when he knew that he wanted no more than to die. To pass on. To leave this accursed world and to proceed to the life after death. Wherever that may be. Perhaps to that of his old friends' religion, or perhaps to a sort of spirit realm - he would never know until he gets there.

But such was not the case with him. His pride did not allow for himself to end his life, nor did his pride allow him to let someone kill him while he was fully capable of fighting. Reginald wanted to die as a warrior - as one who fought to his dying breath. It would be embarrassing to share stories with his old comrades and simply say that he died because he allowed someone to erase the blood sigil. He would surely be the laughing stock of his comrades. The Great Knightor Reginald Jacquis respected both in the ways of words and the sword, bested by a squire! His fists clenched just at the thought of it. There was no way that was going to happen. Never in a million years. Even if it takes him a millennia, he will not settle for such an unsatisfying death. He deserved much more. He was a man of power, and a man with a title. He will not be bested by the land of which he stepped upon, and never will he fall to an unworthy blade. The man bound in armor would go down to only the worthiest of knights - that is only fair to someone with rank like his.

But how would he find an opponent like he was looking for? He was nothing but a hunk of metal. Whilst his helmet hides the terror within, he just couldn't risk living too long in one of the kingdoms. In fact, something pushes him to leave. It's been the same story for many years. He would disappear for years on end, only to come back to the same place, searching. It was in a perpetual cycle - he would go to the Knight's Republic, then to the Dark Forest, then to Ursuna. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. They always called him the Knight who seeks a challenge. In the fifty years that he did not have a master, he was challenged time and time again. It's said that if you defeat him, he would offer a hefty price. However, only then has he realized that those who challenge him are mostly all bark, and no bite. Well, respectable knights don't go for gold, he supposed.

His feet kicked up dirt as he approached a familiar sight within the Dark Forest. No one has visited this area for quite some time, warded off by the wytch's strong spells to protect her grave. These spells were directly linked to him - for if he dies, the ward goes as well. He slowly walked towards the decrepit house, but turned away from the door and to a grave. "Alyssa Vermont." He breathed out - his tone filled with venom and an odd sense of longing as he knelt down in front of the grave. The way he felt about her was mixed, at best. While she cursed him to walk the world for all of eternity, she did give him a second chance in life - one that he had asked for. "Your curse is becoming more and more of a burden. Where is this master you had promised me? Where is my purpose? You spoke of such high words before my blade ended your life at your request, and yet nothing has happened. Fifty years, Alyssa. And I am still waiting."

Reginald let out a sigh. At least he had something to do when Alyssa was still alive. He did claim so many innocent lives in her name - but he had a purpose. When she had perished, he imagined that he could waltz back and claim his title as a Knightor. But something had showed him the truth - that he would not be accepted as he is now. He was nothing more than a corpse, and to the living, a legend. Something to remind others that they should never walk the path he had walked. To never seek something that defies nature - for it is the greatest sin one can commit. Reginald understood that now, and could only hope that the descendants of his people learned from his example. Though with the thought that they spun it as a tale - a mere folklore - meant that some may still attempt what he had done. May their principles and morals guide them, for anyone to walk down this path is only aiming for their doom. "Even in death, you lie to me, m'lady." With a bitter laugh, he stood up and left.

There was no future for him there, nor will there ever be with her now gone. The ex-Knightor wandered once more into the Dark Forest - seeking those who needed help. It might have been unfulfilling, but he found that it might atone for the sins he had committed in his past in the name of his own selfish desires. He wondered if he would see any familiar faces pop up. It was always nice to see someone he knew. He watched many wither as the years go by while he remained in this mortal realm, but the human need of belonging still lingered within his imaginary heart - somewhere in a hidden area that he keeps locked up. Though he imagined that was part of the curse that Alyssa had placed upon him. Well, he can still thank her for some things, like the magic that allowed him to summon his weaponry from out of thin air, and make it disappear into thin air once more.

"Perhaps The Wilds will be kinder to me this time."
 
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Full Name: Abigail Dawn Easton
Nickname: Beauty, Sunny
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Face-Claim: Olivia Brower

APPEARANCE
Hair Color: Light brown
Eye Color: Sky blue
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 32lbs
Tattoos/Markings:

Tattoo:
570639
Distinguishing Features: Small rose that she pins in her hair

PERSONALITY
Personality: Abigail has gained a significant amount of intelligence over the years due to her love of books, which have provided her with an elevated vocabulary, an active imagination, and an open mind. She is very confident and outspoken in her opinions and seldom likes being told what to do. Despite all this, she doesn't have very many friends. She finds all her friends in her books, relating to all their fictional problems. Sometimes she'll talk about the characters like they're real people, which makes reality move away from her.
Abigail isn't concerned about her or others' appearances and can look past how people appear and see into their hearts. Sometimes she can be sarcastic and unloving, but she learns to care for you if you get close to her heart. Abigail will do anything for you, even if it means putting herself in danger.
If you try to start a conversation with her, you won't be able to talk with Abigail unless it's about something that she cares about. If you talk about one of her interests, she'll talk, and talk, and talk. She's really passionate about her hobbies and interests, spending several hours focused on it. If you interrupt her....you better have a good reason. Abigail will say something cruel or sarcastic about you, then get back to work.

Strengths/Virtues: Confident and outspoken, vocabulary, doesn't care about appearances, creative
Weaknesses/Vices: Reckless and doesn't follow instructions, sarcastic, unloving at times, cannot stand fighting
Quirks: Reads while walking, pricking her thumb on a thorn, moving something when it just doesn't seem like it's in the right place
Likes: Reading, plants (particularly roses), animals, sleeping, talking to herself
Dislikes: People who try too hard to be popular, the cold, people who give orders, spiders, nosy people
Fear: Spiders

IN DEPTH
Theme Song: AURORA - Runaway
History:
Abigail is a beautiful, smart, young lady born to a lovely young newly-wedded couple. A young, struggling seamstress and an engineer. They lived happily for a couple of years until Abigail's mother fell deathly ill with a rare and highly contagious disease. Her father tried all different doctors, but they all couldn't save her. They told him that they would have to go far away, to save him and his daughter.
So, a very young Abigail and her depressed father fled the house and started living in the city. It was busy and bustling, and Abigail learned to dislike it as she grew older. But, she found that life could creep in between the cracks. While her father was busy working overtime to support the family, Abigail was out looking for new things. One day, she was busy shopping for food, as her father didn't have time to cook and Abigail wasn't good with fire and knives. She came across a wilting rose, and she decided that she would make it beautiful again. So, she bought it and returned home. She planted it into the ground and took care of it for days. It eventually blossomed. Abigail then discovered a love for taking care of people and things.
Another thing that she tried was reading. The moment she started reading a book, she was sucked in. She found a fantastic world of fantasy, history, and everything in between. People teased her about it, but she never let that stop her. Eventually, when she went to school and excelled in her studies.
Disney Story:
Far-off places, daring sword fights, a prince in disguise, Belle longs for so much more than a "normal life" in this small, provincial town - a town where girls don't aspire to more than marrying well. Still, adventure is the last thing on her mind when she rides her horse, Philippe, into the forest to find her beloved father, who is missing. Thinking only of her father, she makes a bargain with a Beast who holds her father captive in his castle. Though the Beast now holds the key to Belle's prison, he doesn't have the key to her heart, and her yearning spirit won't be kept prisoner. But after he risks his own life to save her, she begins to see past his appearance. She realizes that deep inside him there might be something more than she - or he - has ever dreamed.

DISNEY
Disney Character: Belle
Movie: Beauty and the Beast
Type of Character: Princess


It had happened. Mason was infected.

Not in the typical sense of the word, but he was infected. He didn’t possess any kind of physical illness or even a mental one. In all sense of the word, Mason was a specimen of perfect health. No physical ailments, and nothing that affected his mind. He was in tiptop shape from the carpentry job that he performed daily. The worst thing about Mason’s health was his eyesight and the glasses that he wore.

Although he should be thrilled with his health, any kind of sickness, even the flu, would at least provide some kind of bump in his easily predictable, black and white world.

Mason found himself infected with just that: every day was the exact same. His life had been nothing but a rollercoaster of emotion and adventure for years, leaving him beaten and bloody, starving and alone, more time than he could even keep track of. In his previous life, no day had been the same, and Mason had felt miserable.

So he had moved and left the great, war-torn capital of Mors Ubre for a little colony known simply as Westbrook. aIt was a town where everyone knew everyone, and there wasn’t an ounce of adventure or talk of what went on in Mors Ubre under Master’s demonic control. For so long, Mason had worked under his thumb in construction. He had helped to build the walls that separated Mason’s domain into the haves, have-nots, and the starving. He had worked tirelessly with the eye of Master’s hunters burning into his flesh. They had been the wolves, and he had been the rabbit. One false step and they would have ripped his throat out.

The worst feeling had always been when Master would come out to watch them work. He would stand back, the hood from his cloak that always covered his face hiding where his eyes were truly focused, but Mason had always felt as if they were burning into his back. He remembered looking back one day and catching sight of Master’s mouth – generally the only visible part of the mysterious leader – and seeing that it was in a faint smile. Mason had never felt so scared in his life as the feeling had drained from his fingers through the rest of his body until Master finally turned away from him, and he had managed to relax… almost.
 

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APPEARANCE
FC: Kristen Stewart
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Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: green
Height: 5'9
Weight: 130
Tattoos/Markings: none
Distinguishing Features: Brown hair, good looks, tall

PERSONALITY
Personality: Sam is a nice, adventurous and outgoing girl. She prefers to get close to things and often wanders off

Strengths/Virtues: Good with technology, quick thinker, rich upbringing, independent
Weaknesses/Vices: Reckless, Bad at reading situations, overthinks problems, is abit awkward at times, runs away when things get tough.
Quirks: Twirls strands of hair while thinking, Spents time programming, often carries around a camera and takes pictures
Likes: Dogs. The Beach, Cars, Computers, Puzzles, Taking pictures.
Dislikes: Troublemakers, Arrogance, being alone, The idea of having no freedom, being told what to do.
Fear: Being Controlled. She tends to struggle with her position of her parents company and wants to live her own life.

IN DEPTH
Theme Song: (optional.)
History: Samantha lived most of her life in the public image due to being raised as the heiress to a multibillion dollar company known as WhiteSoC.
She often would be brought along to meetings with her parents and even spent time herself as a poster child for various modeling agencies.
She began to feel quite sick of her own monotonous sheltered life which consisted of constant lessons of piano, singing, dancing, etc and often was required to put up a face for the company. She decided to run away at one point and spent a year on the run before she was found and promptly grounded.
Despite this being on the run was the most exciting and interesting year of her life and she has wanted that feeling of freedom ever since, although she isn't able to bring herself to run away again due to how terrified her parents were when she was found.


Disney Story: Samantha was born to Kevin Flynn and Jordan Canas.. Kevin Flynn was the ceo of Encom, He was the famous designer of video games such as Space Paranoids and Light Cycles. Sam grew up listening to her father telling her stories about a place called the grid, stories about him, tron and clu's adventures in cyberspace. One day Samantha decides to ask more, to which her father says to wait till he gets back from work. However both her parents are later reported to die in a car crash. Years later Samantha hacks into Encom and releases their newest security software to the world into the internet and briefly gets caught but is released due to owning most of the shares of the company through which she inherits from her father. Sam is later contacted by Alan Bradley who tells her about he received a page from her father from an old arcade despite him being apparently dead for 20 years. Curious, Samantha heads to the arcade and discovers a hidden room behind an old arcade cabinet and finds a study room that belonged to her father. Finding his old computer and using it. She unknowingly activates a program sending her to the Grid....

DISNEY
Disney Character: Sam Flynn
Movie: Tron Legacy
Type of Character: Uh....Hero?
Samantha had enough. Her parents wanted her to go some weird school. When would she be able to escape her reality? It’s like the world hated her and wanted her to suffer. Looking around her room she stared as a bird flew onto her window sill.
“You’re lucky bird. You can go wherever you want.”
The bird started to peck at the wood under the window. Samantha sighed. It was times like these she didn’t know what to do. Maybe the school would’nt be so bad. She could finally try making friends. But she’d probably fail.
She kicked the side of her bed and laid back down.
Still she could taste the freedom she once experienced. She wouldn’t forget it. She vowed to be free one day somehow.
“Samantha! Are you in your room?” A voice outside her room called out?”
It was one of her maids Shelly.
“Yeah come in!” Sam yelled.


Shelly opened the door holding a tray with a pot of tea and some cups.
“I heard that you were in your room all day so I came to check on you. I thought I’d bring some tea while I was at it.” She said. “Thank you Shelly. By the way, what do you know about the school?
“Not much, I’ve been told it was interested in having you attend it.”
Hmm. Well there wasn’t much she could do about it. Samantha took a sip of her tea in deep thought
 
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    "All that matters is my sister. Anything else can go to hell. "


    name: daniel raoa blackwood

    nickname: danny

    gender: cis-male

    country of origin: united states

    age: nineteen

    sexuality: homosexual

    disney character and movie: elsa, frozen

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    height: five feet and six inches

    weight: one hundred and thirty-nine pounds

    eyes: light blue

    hair: dark brown

    face claim: @afrever

    tattoos/markings: a tattoo on his left arm.

    distinguishing features: n/a

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    personality: danny is very smart, his parents made sure to raised him with an understanding of business and everything. They raised him to be a perfect gentleman who was good little prince of the business world. he was kind and loveable and understood that you get nowhere cheating and lying. he didn't like asking for things and seeming like a burden. he's very quiet but brave, going to any adventure with his head forward. Especially if someone he cares about needs him to. He's sarcastic and just stubborn in thinking his ways are the best ways to go.

    virtue(s): quiet, smart, kind, independent, loyal, brave

    vice(s): stubborn, overprotective, insecure, possessive, and sarcastic

    like(s): being alone, books, reading, snow, cold, his little sister, and snowmen

    dislike(s): people, talking, touching, crowds, warm. summer, and loudness

    fears: not living up to his parent's expectations

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    backstory: Danny grew up in a pretty good home in Rockchester with his dad and mom and his cherished little sister. As a kid, he was always followed by Maia. Wherever he was, Maia was too, they were close. His parents and he would dote on Maia, making her as happy as they could. To Danny, little Maia was his world. He loved his little sister a lot and wanted to protect her from everything. So he didn't mind that the attention was not always on him, he liked it in fact and he knew that his parents loved him as much as Maia. He was happy with his little family.

    But in a blink of an eye, everything suddenly changed. His parents got caught in an accident and left their two children behind. Danny had to become an adult fast and quick, He had to take care of the only family she had left. Maia. So he started to work more and more at the company, trying to give his little sister a better life. He began to push Maia away, not because he hated her or anything but because he didn't want to bother her with his problems. Danny had become depressed from never dealing with the facts that his parents were gone. He blamed himself for his parent's death, as they were coming to get him from school.

    Danny started to block out his emotions and ignore everyone including Maia but he always kept a close eye on her, noticing how she would get into trouble. He secretly would be the one to get her out of trouble. Maia was still his whole world, and now she was his only family. So he did everything he could to make sure that she was safe and loved. He became the ice king to make sure that no one bothers Maia. He beat up anyone { again secretly } who even dare to come near his sister and hurt her.

    Up to now, Danny has been his little sister protector, always watching her and making sure she was ok but he never takes the time to deal with himself. He keeps his emotions hidden and locked away. He was only here to look after Maia and if he didn't need him anymore. Then maybe he shouldn't be here anymore.

    Disney Story: When their kingdom becomes trapped in perpetual winter, fearless Anna joins forces with mountaineer Kristoff and his reindeer sidekick to find Anna's sister, Snow Queen Elsa, and break her icy spell. Although their epic journey leads them to encounters with mystical trolls, a comedic snowman, harsh conditions, and magic at every turn, Anna and Kristoff bravely push onward in a race to save their kingdom from winter's cold grip.

    Type of Character: prince

    theme song: make you feel my love by adele

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Naoki West (Mushu)

" My powers are beyond your mortal imagination. For instance, my eyes can see straight through your armor.”​

BASICS

Full Name: Naoki Aaron West

Nickname: Nao

Age: 20 years old

Gender: male

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Face-Claim: Jay Park



APPEARANCE

Hair Color: Brown/Black

Eye Color: Dark Brown

Height: Five Feet Eight Inches

Weight: one hundred and twenty three pounds

Tattoos/Markings: Naoki has a compass and stars on his neck under his right ear, A lion on his chest, King ife across the knuckles on his hands and a f.ll sleeve on his left arm. Along with all of his tattoo's he has a jagged scar on his right arm, caused by riding a kids dirt bike into a barbed wire fence at age 6.

Distinguishing Features: All of his tattoos because there are so many.



PERSONALITY

Personality:
aoki is a loud and mischeivious person, he loves to pull pranks. On a good day he is attentive and compassionate to others, on his bad days, primarily when he runs out of his medication he is so hyper that almost no one can deal with him. When it comes to his friends he is loyal almost to a fault and normally will tell them exactly what he thinks about their relationship choices. He is usually over confident in himself he doesn't really have a sense of fear which often gets him hurt or in trouble. He's also really self centered and sometimes obsesses about the way he looks. He is also clumsy and though he normally can control what he is doing there are times where his clumsiness have gotten him in a lot of trouble.

Strengths/Virtues:
✭Loyalty to his friends
✭ Self-Confident
✭Compassionate
✭Athletic

Weaknesses/Vices:
✭ Stubborn
✭ Has no sense of fear
✭Blunt about Relationships
✭ Can be quite clumsy
✭ Can be very vain about his appearance

Quirks:
✭ Bites his bottom lip when he is nervous or lying
✭ constantly drums on the table.

Likes:
✭ Ramen
✭ Dragons
✭ Oranges
✭ Summer
✭ The Beach
✭ Baseball
Dislikes: (five minimum.)
✭ Brocolli
✭Cats (He's Allergic)
✭ Sushi
✭ Winter
✭ Apples
✭ Bananas

IN DEPTH
History: Naoki was born into a very poor family and as they couldn't afford to take care of him much to their dismay they gave him up for adoption and The man and woman that adopted him were closer to being rich. He grew up much like any other child but he was given anything that he wanted to keep him occupied. When he was seven he was diagnosed with ADHD and it became evident to his adoptive parents why it had been so hard to keep him entertained as a child. During school he was really mischievous and liked to cause trouble. He wanted to be center of attention and he was for the most part.
When he hit high school is when he started to mellow out because that is when his adoptive mother died and his father told him that he was adopted. Of course when he found out that he was adopted he wondered why his birth parents didn't want him. He'd had a happy life with his adoptive parents and he didn't see any reason to go looking for his birth parents, until he turned 18 and his father died in a car crash. When he found them he was ashamed that he had lived so well off and they had so little. He gave them a portion of the inheritance that he had gotten and he is still in touch with them to this day.





DISNEY

Disney Character: Mushu

Movie: Mulan / Mulan 2

Type of Character: sidekick (Animal)

Disney Story:
Mushu was a guardian of the family of Fa long ago, but his fall from grace as it was is that he failed to protect Fa DEng from death on the battlefield. He was demoted to gong ringer and incense lighter as result. When Fa Mulan ran off to join the army he tried to awaken the great stone dragon but ultamately broke the head off and went off to help Mulan. Together the pair made Mulan become a hero of China and Mushu was given his pedestal back. After the event's of defeating the Huns, Shang comes to propose to Mulan and at first he is happy for her and even offers to plan the wedding but when he is told that he will once again be demoted back to gong ringer, he did everything in his power to break the two up. But in the end he helped them get back together by pretending to be the golden dragon of unity.


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Her hand trembled as she looked down at her now shattered phone screen. It was her wedding day and was supposed to be the happiest day of her life but she knew something was wrong when she got three messages from a number that she did not know. At the time they had come through her best friend was helping her into the ballroom style wedding gown that she had picked about four weeks previous. When she finally took a moment to look at he'/r phone four more messages had come through the phone, popping up with the normal 7 unread messages. Interested she had opened the first one that had come from her father and she almost fell right then but she moved on opening the ones from the unknown number and at that moment she let out a sound that could only be described a whimper and fell to her knees. It turned out that the six messages from an unknown number were from her fiancee's brother. Her phone fell out of her hands and had shattered at her knees.
The man that she was supposed to be marrying today wasn't here, no one knew what had happened and when his brother had went to see where he and the groomsmen were he found the old chevy truck over turned on the side of the road not ten minutes away. Justin had been driving and had seemingly hit his head on the steering wheel, the messages said that he was alive but at the hospital and hadn't woken up yet. "Victoria, help me out of this I need to go. I have to go make sure he's okay." Hannah said with a strained voice that made it sound like she was trying not to cry. Victoria proceeded to help her back out of the dress and Hannah hurriedly put on blue jeans and a t-shirt before running out of the door.
She ran from the venue straight out of the doors and looked around around for a minute before realizing that she didn't have her car here. Her eyes welled up with tears as she turned back around and sighed in relief when she saw her father coming out of the building. he gestured towards his Expedition and she nodded running to it climbing inside the car. Once her father was inside the car they began to drive towards the hospital, ten minutes later she saw the over turned car and she let out a sob as she started bouncing in her seat wanting to get there quickly.
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