Realistic or Modern ha|mar|tia || cs

[eclipsa]

hi don't apply if you're not one of my squad members, thanks !

princess - eclipsa
rebel son - dwale
prophet - L Lutalica
messiah - Aster
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the princess
an innocent caught in a battle she did not ask for. she was swept up in the love of her enemy, the bliss of his embrace, the misery of their separation. a princess should never be underestimated.

the rebel son
born into something he did not deserve, he possesses the same capability for dark magic like his father, but does not possess the same evil in his veins. a disappointment to his father, and the rebellion, but a great friend to the prophet.

the prophet
a wise being with magic of the most pure form. ethereal, almost. they are the key to unlocking the power of the messiah and saving the the world from the darkness that engulfs it. they see the future in short bursts.

the messiah
the chosen one, the one who will cleanse the world of the darkness that is terrorizing it. they are currently unaware of their status as the chosen one. a member of the royal family's inner circle, one of the few survivors.

 

[eclipsa]

the princess || troian
-bubblegum heart
-huge pacifist
-lowkey blames herself for the cataclysm
-cute on the outside, eternal screaming on the inside

name | troian odessa grace carrington
nickname | gracie, troy, annie
age | 20
birthday | july 5
zodiac | cancer
gender | female
orientation | fluid

f(v)c | imogen poots
height | 5'7"
weight | 129lbs
eyes | blue
hair | blonde
tattoos | x
body mods | n/a
birthmarks | tiny little almost heart shape on her left hip on the front

languages spoken | english, latin, gaelic
likes | tattoos, cats, flowers, dandelion puffs, painting, dresses that don't have corsets, caius
dislikes | violence, bees, wreckage, dark magic, thunder, being sick, her suitors
mbti | esfp-t
moral alignment | neutral good
temperament | sanguine
anima | as far as she's concerned she's just a normal girl with a lot of love in her heart :\
vices | reckless, escapist, clingy, impetuous
virtues | non-violent, empathetic, nurturing, altruistic
quirks | can name every constellation, will literally hide from bees, taps her fingers when she's thinking
fears | being queen tbh, FUCKING BEES, losing anyone else, also thunder, tight spaces??
skills | painting, plant identification, making people smile, cooking
theme | x

| biography |
the carrington bloodline has lead the castle for a century, since the last great war. they brought peace and unity to the land. until the darkness returned.

troian was born the same year that the rebellion grew. they didn't realize at the time who their daughter was going to grow up to be. what their lives had in store for them.

the sneaking out started at thirteen, only getting worse as she got older. it got to the point that she was almost never in the castle, but the maids covered for her.

she met him in a bar, she introduced herself as gracie. she didn't want to tell him who she was, a part of her afraid of him being a rebel and a part of her being afraid of him rejecting her. she didn't know what it was about him but she just wanted him to want her.

their love affair wasn't supposed to happen, it wasn't supposed to come close to happening. they didn't seem to care.

until she realized what the rebels were capable as she watched her family die in front of her eyes. her brother urging her to run, her hands reaching for caius, her best friend carrying her out to keep her alive. the few survivors of the assault banded together, they had to if they wanted to survive.

 

[dwale]

the rebel son boi​

 

[Lutalica]

bring me some hope, wandering into my mind
the prophet​

 

[eclipsa]

the thief || gabriel
-lowkey angel
-highkey asshole
-best thief around tbh
-orphan af oops

name
nickname
age (18+)
birthday
zodiac
gender
orientation
birth place

must include a realistic fc
height
weight
eyes
hair
ethnicity
nationality
tattoos
body mods
birthmarks
voice claim

languages spoken
likes (3+)
dislikes (3+)
mbti
moral alignment
temperament (1 of 4)
anima (how they feel about themselves)
vices (3+)
virtues (3+)
quirks (3+)
fears (3+)
skills (3+)
theme

biography:

 

[Aster]

sariya irisiya | a cynic​

- her name is a tongue twister
- cool glances and cold answers
- had the rbf
- indifference in nature

name: sariya irisiya
nickname: iris
age: 21
birthday: november 12
zodiac: scorpio
gender: female
orientation: hetero

height: 5'7
weight: 52 kg
eyes: silver blue
hair: pale blonde

languages spoken: english, greek, latin
likes: the quiet patter of rain against the window side, bitter sweets like coffee candy, being held
dislikes: rats, naivety/childish thoughts, pep talks
mbti: intp
moral alignment: lawful neutral
anima: She honestly wishes she wasn't herself; she's broody, cold and has no hope for the world. Why does she even breathe?
vices: constantly mistrustful, sharp-tongued, closed-off, stubborn
virtues: straight-forward, honest, considerate, introspective
fears: Being locked up alone in the dark; she rather die.
skills: singing (she has a rly soothing voice), surviving, combat (minor)

biography: Sariya comes from a noble family who were on friendly terms with the King. Being the only child made her the sole heir to the Irisiya lineage. Born with beauty and grace, no one would believe that the young girl had bloomed from a darker past.

Her parents, while noble and good on the outside, were a horror behind closed doors. Her father had a love for spirits and would waste himself away on drink. Sariya's mother and a handful of the Irisiya servants would be victims to his drunk beatings; even when intoxicated, her father had enough mind to land blows which could not be seen.

Her mother wore the well-hidden bruises and when Sariya turned 6, her father disappeared without word. His leave was covered up with a well fabricated story. One that told of his longing for adventure and his family's support in his desire. (At six years old Sariya hoped him to never return from the said-journey and at 8 she was sure he was in the gutter.)

She was foolish to believe that her mother would change now that her abuser was gone. Having snapped from all the years of torment, she lashed out on her daughter instead. Sariya had more features from the devil called her father and proved as a thorn to her mother's peace of mind. While the beatings had came later, her mother's favorite method of torment was to lock Sariya up in whatever dark room she could find. Sometimes for days, sometimes for hours. The only thing which kept her company were the rats and the maids who kept her alive by sneaking in thin pieces of bread through the door frame.

When the cataclysm happened, she was all too glad to be separated from her demon parent and now independent, Sariya couldn't care less.