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Name:
Nickname:
Age: [18-25]
Gender:
Sexuality:
Occupation:

Element:

Eye Color:
Hair Color:
Height:
Weight:
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc.:

Likes: [3+]
Dislikes: [3+]
Fear(s): [2+]
Habit(s): [2+]

Personality: [3 positive; 3 negative or paragraph]
Bio: [1-2 paragraphs]

**WRITING SAMPLE in spoiler underneath sheet**​

 
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"Darkness can not drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate can not drive out hate; only love can do that."
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BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: Isobel Flanders
Nickname: Is, Izzy
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Occupation: Part time college student; part time pet store worker

Element: Light

Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Blonde
Height: 5'2
Weight: 120lbs
Tattoos/Piercings: x x x

PERSONALITY:







+compassionate
+brave
+honest
-impulsive
-proud
-closed off

BIOGRAPHY:


Isobel wasn't the first born, and she wasn't the last born. Nope, she was somewhere in the middle-- third born, to be exact. Isobel has two older brothers, a younger sister, and two twin younger siblings, one boy and one girl. Including their parents, they had a very full household. Things were never quiet, but Isobel found that she preferred things that way. The quiet unnerved her; made her uncomfortable because quiet usually meant someone was about to get hurt.

Her older brothers were very protective of their not so little family. Michael, though quiet, was a broody hulk who was surprisingly good with computers. Luke was a hothead, and Isobel found herself having to hold him back from punching someone more than once. It wasn't her strength that got through to him-- if he wanted, he could easily shrug her off and pound someone-- but her voice. Isobel was the guiding light to her family, the voice that led them through the darkness.

Her role only intensified when their parents were killed in a car crash, leaving behind the six siblings alone. Her brothers became the breadwinners; Michael went to school and worked full time, and Luke dropped out of school completely-- against Isobel's advice-- to get a full time job. Unable to afford a full time babysitter, Isobel became the motherly figure to her younger siblings when she wasn't in school herself.

She probably knew all along that something about her was different, but with five siblings, who would have the time to sit and figure it out? For the most part, Isobel had a fairly even temperament, unlike Luke. In fact, if she were to lose her temper at all, it was usually at his stubbornness. But there was one day where she felt on the edge of cracking, and she'd gone and locked herself in their parents walk in closet, empty now.

There she sat, sobbing, for what felt like hours with her head buried in her arms. But when she lifted her head, something strange happened. Though the closet should have been dark, it wasn't. But the light... was coming from her. Her tears, to be exact. She was so startled she fled the closet, and never spoke a word of it to her family. It wasn't the only strange occurrence, but she kept silent about them all.

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LIKES & DISLIKES

Likes: her family; earthy smelling candles; tea; colorful pens; boots
Dislikes: keeping secrets; lying; most perfumes; non fiction; boats
Fear(s): drowning; losing her loved ones
Habit(s): going to the lake in their town, with or without her family; getting super excited when someone has a dog; always has a hair tie


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Stephan Jacobs

Air Elemental

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Male
24
bisexual
american
6'0
73 kg
black hair
personality
Stephan is a very approachable person. He does not mind anyone coming up to him and starting a small chit chat with him because he will definitely chat back with whoever. He's very much relaxed and pretty laid back once you really get to know him. Stephan's also very mannerable towards everyone and is very much sympathetic. He respects people's feelings very much so and will there for anyone until the bitter end. Although, some people do like to take advantage of his naive nature. He's very innocent and will believe anything that is uttered from anyone's lips. His friends haven't taken advantage of him yet but others have and it makes him feel a little bit weak and vunerable, which he hates feeling like.
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Name: Alexandra Coleman

Nickname: Alex

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Occupation: Part-time college student/Part-time worker on a bookstore

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Name: Bridget Connelly
Nickname: Bri
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Occupation: Pawn Shop Assistant Manager

Element: Earth

Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Height: 5'6
Weight: 140
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc.: Ears pierced and a tattoo on her upper back near shoulder blade.

Likes: Reasonable expectations, hard workers, camping, flowers, a good book, meeting with friends
Dislikes: Shopaholics, over emotional displays, people undermining her, getting fooled, liars
Fear(s): Swans, Geese, other big birds, that her occasional coldness and dry attitude will drive away those she loves leaving her completely alone.
Habit(s): When irritated she starts drumming her fingers, she cracks her bones all the time and it's always insanely loud

Personality: +loyal, +hard working, +always rational and rooted, +a good listener, +great advice giver.
-her humor can be dry, -tends to be outwardly cynical when someone screws up to the point of it coming out harsh, -will openly judge you over almost everything

Bio: Bri resulted form a night of passion and grew up without knowing her fathers name, mostly because her mother didn't know it either. Growing up in a small town where everyone's home life was the idealic nuclear family meant that Bri was the so called outsider with a weird mom. At first she did nothing as the kids called her mother terrible names, but one day she had enough and tore apart poor little Billy with words alone. When he ran away crying Bri noticed the flowers blooming next to her, it was easy to dismiss it as a coinedence at the beginning. However it seemed wherever she went flowers now sprung to life in her footsteps, not only that but rocks seemed to roll towards her. It wasn't until she reached for a spoon and it followed her hand that she realized something was wrong.

Her mother had never seen or heard anything like what her daughter could now do and searched frantically for Bri's father to no avail. While it sometimes scared her she knew the best plan would be for Bri to hide her abilities. So Bri did, at time it was hard but she managed to make it work, though she also kept an eye out for anyone who might know her plight or her father. Eventually she moved to the city and began working for a pawn shop, she was soon promoted due to her uncanny ability to know what was real and what was fake.

It felt cruel to Janelle how happy the surgeons were, how they clamored around her with barely suppressed elation while whispering praises to each other every time she came in. She had been as well in the beginning, had been beaming with unrepressed joy after all it might not have been her original eye but it looked real even if it felt forever numb. It could see and blink and didn't scratch like a glass eye did, it was a true dream come true. However weeks later when the supposed side effects should have cleared up long ago the odd images were as clear as they ever had been before. The darting shadows that ducked into her left peripheral at any moment had made her on edge, though the doctors soothed away concern with false promises and hopes her brain would adjust to having sight in both eyes. When she saw a shadowed figure she knew that wasn't the problem. Janelle once considered telling the doctors about the knew figures only she could see from her salvaged eye, about the odd hints of dark buildings that faded into the distance. She didn't though, after all her surgery was a medical breakthrough and the pinnacle of modern medicine at it's best.
 
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Name: Axus Windico
Nickname: N/A
Age: 22
Gender: male
Sexuality: straight
Occupation: Jeweler

Element: Earth

Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: brown
Height: 5'10
Weight: 135lb
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc.:

Likes: running in the wilderness, his work, craftsmanship, challenge, children
Dislikes: his parents, school, being told what to do,
Fear(s): heights and oppression
Habit(s): not sleeping and going for runs

Personality:
+driven -anxious
+generous -spiteful
+hard working -cold

Bio: They say when you tell someone what to do too strictly, they go out of their way to do the opposite. Such was the case for young Axus, whose parents raised him in a strict and sheltered household. They told him that school was important. They told him that because of his handicap he would need to work extra hard. They told him the only way he would be successful on life was to go to collage, get a business job, and be a cog in the machine.

Naturally, Axus would have none of that.

Due to either spite, anxiety or a bit of both, Axus ended up barely passing high school and dropping out of collage. Make no mistake, he was smart, but he couldn't bring himself to do well in such a structured environment. He was promptly disowned, and if Axus could he would have said good riddance. He was determined to make it on his own.

From a young age Axus had a fascination with metal and gems. He grew up wanting to be a blacksmith. While his parents forced him to get a job at 16, he really made his money through making jewelry on Etsy out of wire and glass. Jobs wold come and go, be he was good at what he did with accessories. Good enough for that to be his plan for after he dropped out. And it worked. He obviously graduated from wire and glass, but his skill only improved. He eventually signed a private contract with an up and coming jewelry store and in the process made a best friend.

This was around when his powers started to manifest. It was a slow process that essentially looked like Axus needing fewer and fewer tools to finish a project. He himself didn't notice until he was molding gold without even touching it. He didn't panic however. He got the sense that this was right, almost as if he knew he had this all along.

Extra: Axus is mute

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"It was the dead of night. The cold winter held its grip on the land like a frozen vice with a less than comfortable blanket of snow covering the ground. The sky was starless, but the full moon was as bright as it had ever been. An erie sight for most. However, to practitioners of eldritch incantations, it was almost a joyous sight. It meant the flow of energy in the world was reaching an apex, allowing for the completion of important rituals. Or, in the case of a particular young man in his workshop, it meant a long standing project could finally be completed. The workshop was located where two previously undocumented lay-lines met, allowing for the energy of the world to flow into his invention unhindered. The exterior looked unassuming enough, a private shack in the middle of the woods, unpainted and nothing special. The interior, however, looked like a twisted amalgamation of the homes of a clock maker and an occultist, neither of which had a particular sense of organization. Gears and candles lay thrown about, chalk dust and metal shavings were everywhere. In the center of it all was a young man sitting at a junk pile otherwise known as a desk. His hands and eyes moved across an object in his hands with impressive precision. His movements were reminiscent of the aforementioned analogy, half clock maker, half occultist. One second, he was turning a fine tipped screwdriver and the next he was burning a tarot card over a candle and sweeping the ashes into a small tube. He had been doing this for an immeasurable amount of time, and he would only stop when the moon would reach its apex. Then, and only then, would he set down his tools, line up a crustal lens to project the moonlight onto his creation, and promptly fall asleep in his chair. His name was Ajax Vern, and he was a warlock."
 
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Character Sheets
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Name: Angelica Middleton
Nickname: Angie
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Occupation: Apprentice Hair Dresser

Element: Air

Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Ginger
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 119lbs
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc.: N/A

Likes: [3+] 50's Dresses, Creating hair and makeup looks, Classical Music, The Outdoors, Talking to Strangers
Dislikes: [3+] Rudeness/swearing in public, PDA, Having nothing to do, waiting for things, Cynical "Glass-half-empty" types
Fear(s): [2+] Any kind of aggressive sexual advance, Small confined spaces
Habit(s): [2+] Loves touching her hair when it's curled up, cannot help but spin till she's dizzy in a new dress, sometimes talks with food in her mouth or without taking a breath (Because she talks so much)

Personality:
Angie is lighthearted, constantly chatting about anything and everything and cannot tell a story about something exciting without making lots of hand-gestures. She is a supportive friend and will listen sometimes but she cannot HELP but to have her input or advise or thoughts put into the conversation at some point. Unfortunately this makes her seem pretty rude some time, as if she is butting in or making it all about her. She can also be a little bit terrible at keeping secrets, and HATES it when people ask her to. She does not like meaningless gossip of badmouthing, if she cannot tell the person being talked about she would rather not hear it.

Although Angie will talk your ear off she is very against anyone entering her personal space. She doesn't like PDA, she doesn't like swearing when others can hear and she cannot abide rude people and will always stick up for the little guy in the situation. She will take a hit for someone but finds it hard to hit back and thinks that talking someone down should always be tried before violence. She believes that anyone is capable of change and will give you a million and one chances before cutting you off. Unfortunately this means she is too easily manipulated, and most of her past relationships have been rather traumatic because of her refusal to adequately deal with red flags.

Bio: Angie had a pretty normal upbringing considering she was taken away by the state at a young age and given to a small-town couple who could not have kids of their own. Her "Siblings" Were off all different creeds, her younger brother was african-american and named Benjamin, and her elder sister was indian with beautiful skin and shiny thick black hair, Angie was the specky ginger kid who needed braces. Luckily, that didn't really get her bullied at school because she was just too, well, social. She has always been able to make friends super easily. She just naturally falls into a conversation about anything and everything. She never had issues in school with friends and had a great time, until pubity hit and two things began to develop: Her love life and her abilities.

Angie found out about herself one day when she accidentally tripped and fell off a tree she was climbing. Her parents had a huge acreage on which the grew strawberries seasonally. Angie had been out, very far from the house, climbing tress she was not supposed to, fallen off, and by some instinct she had saved herself by creating an rush of air below her acting like a buffer. After that she tried it again and broke her leg. Still some learning to do there.

Angie figured it was best to hide this from the general public, but maybe her older sister Micah would be a good person to tell. Luckily, although severely freaked out, her family came through for her and protected her secret. She eventually told the rest of them too. There were a lot of arguments over it and her father became obsessed with studying "Her Kind", but ultimately they protected her.

Around the time her body and her powers were developing, her friends began pressuring her to tell them who she had a "Crush" on and what boys she liked. Slowly but surely she began a series of short immature flings throughout her school life. She dropped school before seniors to begin a hairdressing apprenticeship, and THATS where the fun began. She went through several breakups, all of which she was the dumpee, then finally she thought she'd met the one. Unfortunately the one turned out to be very emotionally abusive. Angie still hadn't had sex at this stage, she was terrified of pregnancy, and of the act it'self. For some reason flirtation just wasn't her game and she just didn't enjoy it. Eventually this guy wore her down until she was convinced that she needed to have sex with him in order to keep him, so she did. He was rough, very selfish in bed and despite the fact that she tried to stop him half way, he continued. Angie stayed in that relationship like a prisoner for another month until her younger brother found out and litterally beat the living shit out of him (Without telling Angie who would not have approved) And he skipped town without a word.

Angie still has some baggage from that relationship and has not dated since, she is wrapping up her apprenticeship and is in her final year now, so far her powers have not been leaked.

**WRITING SAMPLE in spoiler underneath sheet**
One foot on the branch she wanted to sit on the other dangling freely, the preteen used all of her strength to pull herself up the rest of the way untill she was perched happily on the old oak tree's top most branch that would still support her weight. She lent against the trunk and stared up at the clouds, doing her usual thing where she would make stories up from the shapes. She hadn't been up there for long when a loud beeping coming from her pocket alerted her back to reality. taking one hand off of the branch she grabbed her little 'bedazzled' flip phone and opened up a message from her mother telling her that dinner was ready. Steadying herself against the trunk she let go with her other hand so that she could text at the speed of light a reply to her mum. Unfortunately she didn't quite have the balance she thought she did and as she shifted her body slightly and went to put her hand back down on the branch without looking, she missed it. Her hand flew through space and the so did she. She was tumbling forward, her mind went into panic mode, she tensed up for impact and then suddenly she was motionless, staring at the ground about 30 centimeters from her face. This lasted less than a second and then she was laying face down on the ground, completely unhurt.

Shaking, she stood up and dusted herself off. Had she really just stopped herself mid fall? She lifted her shaking hands to see the leaves forming a sort of mini cyclone around her hand. Her brain didn't comprehend it at first, but the fact that she was uninjured after a drop like that meant surely she could not have imagined anything. Anigie's mind ticked over, she wondered who her parents were, what the extent of this... skill could be and finally, could she do it again? Angie was scared but she had to be sure. Daringly, she climbed up half way, looked down at the ground and... froze. Fear kept her from making herself take the plunge. She sat there for a good ten minutes before closing her eyes and letting go.

Angie went splat this time.


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"Jodie"
fc: Ann Makosinski


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Personality and Biography


+Patient
+Caring
+Steadfast
-Rude
-Cynical
-Stubborn


When she was a child, Jodie was as cheerful as can be. Everything that she saw was filled with colors and positvity that warmed the hearts of people around her, especially her parents. Everything was great for her until her father died of an accident. A sudden void was present in her heart, her mother had barely cared for her since he died. A month after the funeral, people came and said that they were taking everything and that they didn't have rights on the property. With nowhere left to go, they slept on the slums. Without any money they couldn't afford even the cheapest school and her mother, although she has gigs, waste their little money on alcohol and cigarettes. And with this, her mother's behavior became erratic, until she became violent. When they were out of money, or has drunk herself needlessly, she would beat Jodie senseless and lock her up in a small cabinet. This has been happening for three years, and in those three years Jodie has lost almost all of the child she was before. At a young age of 10 she has become pessimistic, and distrustful of most people. It was a given, with all that she has been through. At the age on eleven, her mother was brought to the hospital and was diagnosed with alcohol poisoning. Nurses saw Jodie, how badly she was beaten up and called the police. Found her mother not fit to take care of a child and arrested her for child negligence, She was put in the system, and after a week a young woman who claims to be her sister took her. They didn't talk on the way home, and the woman looked at her with a bit of disgust. She introduced herself as Charlie Young, and that Char;ie's mother wanted to see her and take care of her. Jodie recognized the road that they were going through, the road to her old house. Dread filled her chest and the memories came back to her so easily, the death of her father, the taking of the house and her mother's sudden abusive behavior. It made her quake in her seat, she suddenly felt cold and she was suddenly drenched in sweat. Charlie took notice of Jodie's sudden behavior and asked if she was okay, the disgust that she felt turned into concern. Jodie didn't say anything and just thought of happy times to calm herself down.
Once she was back, a lot of things changed but one thing stayed the same. Her room. At seeing it all she could do was cry, she felt a huge relief off her shoulder. She was back home, and it hit her that she was alone. Her father was gone and her mother was in prison. She was living with strangers right now. She didn't know what to do so she planned to run away and she did but she was caught and brought back home nonetheless. She played the role of rebellious teen inside the house as Charlie's mother, Samantha, did her best in giving Jodie understanding and support that she needed. Charlie and Jodie constantly fought but little by little their bond became stronger. By the time that she was fifteen, she had admitted to herself that they were great people and saw them as family. Although that didn't change her cynical and distrustful nature towards others. Only two people other than her family has broken down her walls, Reyna, her best friend and Clark, her ex-lover whom she has stayed great friends with since their break up.


Jodie was just in her early teens when she found out about her powers, bullies has been mocking her since she came back to school and they just love being mean and playing tricks on her because she doesn't fight back. But one day, in swimming class, they were finishing up and everybody else, other than her and the mean kids, were going back to the lockers. The other kids backed her into a corner and tried to drown her, she couldn't shout. Not in the water she could, but she was furious. They have taken things too far and in her mind all she could imagine was a wave swallowing the kids. and it did. A wave formed and pushed the others to the side, all four of them grasped for breath. All of them stunned at what had happened, because it was impossible for there to be a wave in an indoor pool. The three reported it but it was dismissed as an exaggerated imagination and were the main talk of the school for a few weeks, that maybe they have gone cuckoo. As for Jodie, she was immensely curious at her newfound ability. She'd try to do it while alone, in the bathroom when she baths, or with her aquarium. She doesn't do big things with it because she didn't want to be called a freak or be experimented on by scientist, if ever that was true.



Misc

Likes...Horror shows and films | sweet food | fiction books

Dislikes...Rowdy songs | violent parents | blood

Fears...Pitch black darkness | claustrophobia

Habits...Scratching her ear when lying | Rolling her tongue when nervous

*She has a scar on her collar bone*

Theme Song - Conqueror by Estelle



||AGE...21
||GENDER...Female
||BIRTHDAY...March 15
||ZODIAC...Pisces
||Sexuality...Bisexual
||Occupation...Student/ Commission Artist


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Element...Earth
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||HEIGHT...5'5"
||WEIGHT...131lbs
||EYES...Green
||HAIR...Dirty Blonde
||EHTNICITY...American
||COMPLEXION...Fair
||Tattoos/Piercings...The words "Strength", "Life", and "Reality" under her wrist, and an ear cuff that makes up the number XV


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"A little more to the left," she said with her raspy voice as she eyed the painting like he professional interior designer that she was. "aaand there!" She smiled, satisfied with what she has done with the place. She breathed a sigh of relief and clapped her hands. "Great job everyone, thank you for all the effort that you have done as you went with my infuriating yelling." Everybody laughed, she was a jokester. She hardly yelled at her co-workers, and they all knew what a sweetheart she was. "Anyway, let's go have some fun!"

She got herself drunk, completely wasted. She knows that she will surely regret it in the morning. A man stopped her in her tracks, "Riley, hey." It was Constance, the newest hire from the company just a few months back. He's five years younger and has a definite crush on Riley. "I wanted to say, I've always... do you need some help?" He was talking to her nervously but it only made her head hurt. Worry crossed his face as Riley started bobbing her head backwards. Constance couldn't make out an answer because of her slurred speech. He stared sweating, he was never good at these kind of situation. "Ah, what to do?" He wanted to go to his coworkers that was on the other side of the club but he couldn't just leave her alone. Just when he was about to leave he suddenly felt a warmth by his ankles, sour smell suddenly wafted the air. Shit was the only word that was on his mind. "Help," he held Riley from falling, "somebody call 911!!" He tried to keep Riley awake but she could hardly hear him, her vision started going dark.

A constant beeping was all Riley could hear, it irritated her. She was trying to get some sleep and the beeping wouldn't let that happen. She got up in a flash, which resulted in pain as if her head was being pounded like some meat. "Wuh? AH! Oh thank god!" Someone spoke beside her. It was Constance, he immediately pushed the nurses button and informed that she was awake. Riley could only look at him, confused. "Alcohol poisoning." Constance said out loud and then he started apologizing as he should've paid more attention to her before he tried to confess to her.

"Constance, what are saying sorry for? I'm the one who should be sorry for making you go all through that trouble." Her voice was soft, there was a hint of embarrassment in the way she spoke but she was thankful to him nonetheless. "Why did you drink that much? You hardly ever drink in our celebratory parties." He asked the question that bugged him for the whole night and after hearing that it was like Riley's mind stopped turning. "I... I feel miserable. Don't get me wrong, I am happy that the company is doing great but... my boyfriend left me for another woman and I have never wanted to do anything with interior designing." She bit her lip as a tear fell from her eye. "I wanted to be a florist, be surrounded by the beauty and fragrance of flowers, make people happy." She smiled at the thought and went on about flowers and the meaning behind them.

Constance could only stare in awe at Riley, her eyes lit up and her smile was more beautiful than ever as she talked about flowers. It made him want to say, "Marry me and I'll make your dreams come true." He blurted, instantly he was red and he regretted that he said that out loud. The two could only stare at each other in silence, until Riley laughed. He didn't know what to think. "I'm sorry for laughing, I just," she tried to breathe for air from laughing so hard. "I didn't expect that from you. I've long known that you like me but that was a vary bold way, Lee." She couldn't help but smile, her heart feeling light from that little glimmer of light. "I'll think about it." She whispered to Constance's ear, which she got a massive blush from.
My CS' ex-lover and or bestfriend can be changed if anyone ever wishes to have a relationship with my character.
 
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    Name: Benjamin Brooke
    Nickname: Ace
    Age: 21
    Gender: Male
    Sexuality: Bisexual
    Occupation: Student, waiter
    Element: Fire​

 

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