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Name: Ema Sylvia

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Species: Human

Appearance:
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Weapon: None. She casts stuff with her hands.

Personality: To her enemies, she may seem serious, dangerous and well, bad, but she's actually a really nice person to those she likes/loves. She's very unforgiving to her enemy due to the lies she's been told, and would only show mercy if she deems if necessary such as not killing a kid or harmless family. To her allies, she's a very nice person, likes to talk and be of help. In she's in battle with her allies, she's usually a goof in the sense that she's tries a bit too hard to act cool. Such as covering up her right eye and glaring at the enemy to seem cool, then immediately breaking her cool persona and asking if what she did was cool.

History: She was a normal girl, in a normal town, living a normal life (until the fire nation attacked) She had a loving family until they were killed by an unknown assailant. The town of where she lived in had caught up in flames, and consumed everything in it's path. Everything except her and a boy. They both escaped and lived on their own for a while. The boy was an excellent swordsman and Ema an excellent mage. One day they were attacked while they were asleep, They were ready for the attack but suddenly, someone hit Ema hard, causing her to black out, the last thing she saw was a red blade ready to swing down on the boy. She awakened and found only the ground stained red with blood, the boy never to be found. She was hopeless and lost, until she met Mirabelle. She was told about everything that happend wrong. Who it was that killed her family, who it was that set fire to the town and who it was...that killed her friend. A so-called hero wielding a red blade. She was told if she joined Maribelle, she could bring this "hero" to justice, and that she did. So now Ema is with Mirabelle, waiting for the day she can bring this "hero" to justice.

Other: She gets very upset when she see's the person wielding the Redstone, to the point of tears if she's losing and to the point of almost sadism when she's winning against them.
She will not attack/kill innocent people, only if she was corrupted and became actual evil. Even if told they were evil, she wouldn't kill children.
She will become suspicious of stuff if her comrades are being a tad bit too evil.
In the case she sees the "hero" who wield the Redstone, she'll almost always drop what she's doing and attack him/her

She will speak in light blue and think in light orange



This may seem wierd or completely stupid, maybe it is maybe it isn't. I tend to overthink things.
 
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Name: Ema Sylvia

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Species: Human

Appearance:
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Weapon: None. She casts stuff with her hands.

Personality: To her enemies, she may seem serious, dangerous and well, bad, but she's actually a really nice person to those she likes/loves. She's very unforgiving to her enemy due to the lies she's been told, and would only show mercy if she deems if necessary such as not killing a kid or harmless family. To her allies, she's a very nice person, likes to talk and be of help. In she's in battle with her allies, she's usually a goof in the sense that she's tries a bit too hard to act cool. Such as covering up her right eye and glaring at the enemy to seem cool, then immediately breaking her cool persona and asking if what she did was cool.

History: She was a normal girl, in a normal town, living a normal life (until the fire nation attacked) She had a loving family until they were killed by an unknown assailant. The town of where she lived in had caught up in flames, and consumed everything in it's path. Everything except her and a boy. They both escaped and lived on their own for a while. The boy was an excellent swordsman and Ema an excellent mage. One day they were attacked while they were asleep, They were ready for the attack but suddenly, someone hit Ema hard, causing her to black out, the last thing she saw was a red blade ready to swing down on the boy. She awakened and found only the ground stained red with blood, the boy never to be found. She was hopeless and lost, until she met Maribelle. She was told about everything that happend wrong. Who it was that killed her family, who it was that set fire to the town and who it was...that killed her friend. A so-called hero wielding a red blade. She was told if she joined Maribelle, she could bring this "hero" to justice, and that she did. So now Ema is with Maribelle, waiting for the day she can bring this "hero" to justice.

Other: She gets very upset when she see's the person wielding the Redstone, to the point of tears if she's losing and to the point of almost sadism when she's winning against them.




This may seem wierd or completely stupid, maybe it is maybe it isn't. I tend to overthink things.
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I actually feel really bad for Ema. Poor girl. Though it is a nice way for her to be on Mirabelle's side. Ema is approved.
 
Name: Bottlecap

Nicknames: Cap, Caps, Cappy, Cupface, Tidbit, Half-Pint

Age: 10

Gender: Male

Species: Cup

Appearance: 1523925578280.png

Weapon: Redstone

Personality: Bottlecap is the youngest out of his group of friends, as well as being the more excitable and optimistic one. Despite that, he is rather childlike, having somewhat of an innocence to him that was gained from a life living on a secluded and peaceful part of the island. He is mischievous, impish and loves to pull pranks, but can often take things too far, bordering sometimes on just a tad bit sadistic if his friends don't keep his behavior in check.

This young cup is hasty, regularly acting before thinking, putting his desires before anything else. He’s very hedonistic, and often easy to manipulate or trick due to it. He has confidence in himself and his abilities that borders on slightly cocky, but Bottlecap isn’t a bad guy at heart though. He will always try to do the right thing, even if it takes him five or six attempts at it.

History: Bottlecap grew up on Inkpool Island his whole life. His mother and father weren't the greatest parents out there. They were highly abusive to the little cup. His parents never wanted a kid to begin with. From an early age, Bottlecap was told that he was nothing more than a mistake. A burden. Something that shouldn't exist, but did. He was put through 'training', being whipped harshly during these 'lessons'. He would often be kicked out of the house, forced to sleep outside in the harsh elements. It was one of these nights that the young cup wandered away from home. It was snowing outside, a blizzard, and he would have surely died if he hadn't had gone. He met an elderly couple who invited the child into their home. They made sure he was warm and well fed before they called the police after hearing the boy's story. His parents were arrested after that and he went to live with his grandparents.

For the next six years, Bottlecap enjoyed a life of peace. He didn't have to worry about beatings from Beaker and Chalice, as the two elderly cups were nothing like his parents. He was scared of them at first, thinking they would harm him, but they never once laid a finger on him. He was told that his mother and father would be in jail for ten years after what they had done to him. He had a fear that they would one day come back for him once they were freed from prison.

Over the six years that he lived with his grandparents, he met his small group of friends. A puppy named Pemble, and another cup named Topshooter. Bottlecap was the troublemaker out of the trio, dragging his two friends off and getting them all into all sorts of trouble. It was one one of these adventures as the purple cup called it, that it happened. The world was suddenly being attacked by shadow beings with the intent to kill anyone they could. It was here that Redstone appeared in the child's hand after he and his friends got separated from each other. He fought the creatures with his new weapon.

Try as he might though, he couldn't find his friends once things began to die down. The world he belonged to was taken by the Soulless. Bottlecap found himself waking up in a strange world. From here, he began to wander around, looking for anyone that could help him and tell him what was going on. He ended up making friends and enemies along his travels to different worlds to save them from the darkness.

Other: Bottlecap is able to speak with his heart and soul that he calls Pitcher. Pitcher is able to make himself appear and float alongside his host that he normally tries to keep out of trouble whenever his friends aren't around. He’s like that ‘voice of reason’ that Cap doesn’t really listen to. He'll speak in purple.
 
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Name: Sinestra

Age: Unknown

Gender: Female

Species: Demon

Appearance: 1523421856466.png

Kid Form: 1523421898876.png

Weapon: She uses her tail like a weapon of sorts. She'll use it like a spear and stab at her enemy with the pointy end of her heart-shaped tail. She can make it as sharp as a knife or sword. She'll use it like a whip or lasso.

Powers: Black Claw- A shadow claw will form out of her hand, allowing her to slice through anything, bending it to her will.

Dark Touch- This power allows her to stun her victim. They're unable to move until she releases her hold on them.

Flight- Being a demon, she can float or fly. Obviously.

Mind Control- This speaks for itself.

Fear- She uses the fear of others to her liking. To break them or to torture them with their darkest fears.

Shapeshift- She can shapeshift forms. Be it a younger or older version of herself, to different species.

Personality: Sinestra is a chaotic demon. She loves to cause misery and mayhem wherever she goes. She gets a kick out of it. She is a cruel and cunning demoness. She uses her cunningness to her advantage to get the upperhand over her enemies. She is sly and witty, a master at lying and leading others astray. She is highly manipulative and can make anything sound believable to have things go in her favor. Her cruelness knows no limits. If she finds interest in something, she'll take it by force if she must. She loves to torment and torture those she believes are below her. Just for the sick joy of it and because she can, so she will. She loves to terrorize her victims in the cruelest ways she can think of. To her, it's all just fun and games and she doesn't care who gets hurt along the way. Even those on her side. They're just a means to an end to the demon. She thinks highly of herself, being the daughter of Satan. She sees herself being above everyone else cause of this. She's a brat to put it simply. She uses her father as a mean to get what she wants. Threatening others that she'll get the Devil himself if they don't do what she says. She can be rather childish as well, though this is more seen in her child form she takes. She can be whiny and down right rude, coming off as a snob. She sucks up to her father though, normally if she doesn't like something that she can't get rid of on her own, she'll suck up to Satan and have him take care of it for her.

History: Sinestra grew up in the Underworld, being born to Satan himself. She was going to take over ruling the Underworld one day after him. She didn't want to do that however. She grew bored being in Hell all the time. She wanted to see the world on the surface and what it had to offer her. So she did just that. On the surface world, she saw how happy everything was. How good it was, with bad people of course. Everyone had darkness in their hearts and she decided to use that to have some fun. She took the souls of people, turning them into dark beings she called Soulless. With this came an idea. She was going to not only rule over Hell, but the surface world as well. She began traveling to different worlds, infecting them with the Soulless, watching as mass chaos fell over the lands. It was because of this, she met Mirabelle, who appeared to be doing the same thing. She saw a possible ally with the feline. The two became friends not long after and now they work together for their goals.

Other: She's from the same world that Bottlecap's from. She'll speak in red.
 
Name: Pinky

Age: Unknown

Gender: Male

Species: Devil

Appearance: 1523431323008.png

Weapon: He doesn't have any weapons. He could use his tail like a spear, but he doesn't.

Personality: Unlike your common devil, Pinky is the least threatening being you'll ever come across. He tries his hardest to be scary, but he just can't. He has little confidence in himself and his abilities. He's skiddish and timid, unlike your normal devil. No one takes him seriously because he's so pathetic. In reality, this pink devil doesn't want to hurt others. Whenever he does hurt someone, he feels sorry and tries to make it up to them. He's normally treated badly by his brother for being unlike how a devil should be. He has scars that he tries to hide. He doesn't like the idea of Sinestra using the Soulless to take over the worlds with and wishes that she'd stop, though he knows that'll likely not happen.

History: For as long as he could remember, Pinky was in Hell. He was there being one of many devils that ruled over the Underworld. He was the brother of Akuma, your more common version of Satan. He was there when Akuma had Sinestra. He was sent to watch over her and make sure the future ruler of Hell went unharmed while she was on the surface world. Why this happened when Pinky can't even be a decent ruler of Hell? The world will never know-

Other: He'll speak in deep pink.
 
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Name: Likes to be called "Kranola"

Age: Although technically 3 years-old, would be considered 19

Gender: Doesn't have one, but definitely prefers to be categorized a Male

Species: Self-designated himself as a "Skin-walker" (The first of his kind)

Appearance:
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Weapon: Keeps a shiv or a knife with him at times, but usually uses anything in his body to do the dirty work

Personality: Definitely a jokester/trickster, even in the heat of battle or on the brink of death, he'll usually get a laugh out of it. He's also quite the swindler of a person, preferring to lie or do some dirty deeds to get out of his situation. He is savage at times, but would try to keep back that side of him under layers of sleazy and cynical-driven emotions and personality.

One of his strongest but subtle personality, or rather of desire is his want to belong to a group that'll accept him, and he'll cling on to any kind of opportunity that'll present it to him at any given moment. But upon the other side of his personality spectrum lays the part of him that only plays and does things to gain him and himself only, willing to almost do anything to either benefit him or save his skin.

A convoluted and of a cesspool of a personality, makes Kranola a hard ally to get but a long-lasting one if managed with enough dedication and perseverance.
History: Kranola was but a primordial soup of all kinds of icky and everything not nice, he was something that wasn't meant to be alive but alas; With the power of dark magic and the melding of an incorrect chant gave life to him.

And it was not a pleasant thing to feel nor experience, let me tell you; For Kranola was confused, and he was especially threatened at the most. And with a blur of his mind and a following to his instincts, he had decided his fate as he has reached the outside world of some decrepit mage's basement, with blood on his hands and fear in his eyes.

It didn't take him too long however to accomodate to the world that he been summoned in, for a creature like him, he is indeed surprisingly adaptable.

For first he took a life in the streets of major cities and villas, feeding on various small animals to get along. Then, with a little hardowrk and perseverance, entered the realm of languages, quickly learning the world's calligraphic and writing systems and of how to speak it. And soon he sold himself off as a mercenary to earn himself some riches, he solded himself off as a swindler in some old alleyway, and even a janitor beneath the sewers of the city. Although, this only acquired him minor infamy and of nothing else, much to his folly as a creature.

It is sufficed to say that he has quite explored his body at this point, he has discovered as one of his unique abilities is to mildly morph his physique to his will; Beginning by learning that he can modify the tips of his fingers into impefect yet sharp blades, managing to even mimic voices with ease and all the way to being able to copy some minor anatomical detail from some other being if he focuses enough.

And twas' was it a cycle of the following events, of switching jobs and occupations, of being a beggar and a taker.

Perhaps, from the stroke of destiny or of the paths of accident; Kranola found himself serving under the forces of Maribelle. Maybe because of his naturally evil-inclining tendencies or of the desire to belong to somewhere, he has now already chosen his path. Although, he'd still hasn't pledged complete loyalty to the forces of Maribelle, and still looks out to his own interests.
Other: Quite the inexperienced caster, he isn't too much akin and or good at casting magic and he even prefers not to learn any.
He prefers to eat meat, and even raw at that topic.
He'll be speaking in Black
 
Name: Ben

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Species: Human/Elf hybrid

Appearance: Tan caramel skin, tall lean build (6'5"), sun kissed brown-blonde hair, and blue eyes.

Weapon: Wielder of OrionsBlade

Personality: Ben is a pretty laidback, down to earth individual. He is not one that gets angered quickly, and is generally a pacifist. However, when his friends or loved ones are in trouble he can become the most ruthless person on the planet. He can be one to hold grudges and can be vengeance driven. He is courageous, loyal, and struggles to do the right thing but can slip up at times.

History: He was born an orphan, and never really wondered about his parents. For him, the orphanage was his family. At 17, he left and did odd jobs here and there to earn money. A year ago, he saved up enough to travel around the world like he had always wanted.

Other: Blue
 
Nirekin said:
Name: Likes to be called "Kranola"

Age: Although technically 3 years-old, would be considered 19

Gender: Doesn't have one, but definitely prefers to be categorized a Male

Species: Self-designated himself as a "Skin-walker" (The first of his kind)

Appearance:
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Weapon: Keeps a shiv or a knife with him at times, but usually uses anything in his body to do the dirty work

Personality: Definitely a jokester/trickster, even in the heat of battle or on the brink of death, he'll usually get a laugh out of it. He's also quite the swindler of a person, preferring to lie or do some dirty deeds to get out of his situation. He is savage at times, but would try to keep back that side of him under layers of sleazy and cynical-driven emotions and personality.

One of his strongest but subtle personality, or rather of desire is his want to belong to a group that'll accept him, and he'll cling on to any kind of opportunity that'll present it to him at any given moment. But upon the other side of his personality spectrum lays the part of him that only plays and does things to gain him and himself only, willing to almost do anything to either benefit him or save his skin.

A convoluted and of a cesspool of a personality, makes Kranola a hard ally to get but a long-lasting one if managed with enough dedication and perseverance.
History: Kranola was but a primordial soup of all kinds of icky and everything not nice, he was something that wasn't meant to be alive but alas; With the power of dark magic and the melding of an incorrect chant gave life to him.

And it was not a pleasant thing to feel nor experience, let me tell you; For Kranola was confused, and he was especially threatened at the most. And with a blur of his mind and a following to his instincts, he had decided his fate as he has reached the outside world of some decrepit mage's basement, with blood on his hands and fear in his eyes.

It didn't take him too long however to accomodate to the world that he been summoned in, for a creature like him, he is indeed surprisingly adaptable.

For first he took a life in the streets of major cities and villas, feeding on various small animals to get along. Then, with a little hardowrk and perseverance, entered the realm of languages, quickly learning the world's calligraphic and writing systems and of how to speak it. And soon he sold himself off as a mercenary to earn himself some riches, he solded himself off as a swindler in some old alleyway, and even a janitor beneath the sewers of the city. Although, this only acquired him minor infamy and of nothing else, much to his folly as a creature.

It is sufficed to say that he has quite explored his body at this point, he has discovered as one of his unique abilities is to mildly morph his physique to his will; Beginning by learning that he can modify the tips of his fingers into impefect yet sharp blades, managing to even mimic voices with ease and all the way to being able to copy some minor anatomical detail from some other being if he focuses enough.

And twas' was it a cycle of the following events, of switching jobs and occupations, of being a beggar and a taker.

Perhaps, from the stroke of destiny or of the paths of accident; Kranola found himself serving under the forces of Maribelle. Maybe because of his naturally evil-inclining tendencies or of the desire to belong to somewhere, he has now already chosen his path. Although, he'd still hasn't pledged complete loyalty to the forces of Maribelle, and still looks out to his own interests.
Other: Quite the inexperienced caster, he isn't too much akin and or good at casting magic and he even prefers not to learn any.
He prefers to eat meat, and even raw at that topic.
He'll be speaking in Black
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A skin-walker. That's something I don't see ever day in RPs.
 
CocoForRealz said:
Name: Ben

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Species: Human/Elf hybrid

Appearance: Tan caramel skin, tall lean build (6'5"), sun kissed brown-blonde hair, and blue eyes.

Weapon: Wielder of OrionsBlade

Personality: Ben is a pretty laidback, down to earth individual. He is not one that gets angered quickly, and is generally a pacifist. However, when his friends or loved ones are in trouble he can become the most ruthless person on the planet. He can be one to hold grudges and can be vengeance driven. He is courageous, loyal, and struggles to do the right thing but can slip up at times.

History: He was born an orphan, and never really wondered about his parents. For him, the orphanage was his family. At 17, he left and did odd jobs here and there to earn money. A year ago, he saved up enough to travel around the world like he had always wanted.

Other: Blue
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Poor Ben, never knowing his real parents. But maybe that's for the best. I look forward to seeing what'll happen to Ben once the RP starts.
 
Name: Inkspot

Nicknames: Ink, Inky

Age: 13

Gender: Male

Species: Cat

Appearance: 1523503251342.png

Weapon: Staff

Personality: He is a timid young kitten. He's rather shy and speaks softly whenever he talks. He gets frightened rather easily and normally wraps his tail around his legs whenever he gets spooked or clings onto one of his friends for protection. He tries to be brave in grim situations. He tries to do the right thing, or what he thinks is right but that sometimes leads to a bit of a problem for himself and his friends. Despite this, he can be rather defiant at times and a bit difficult to deal with at times. He's a caring young feline that'll try to do his best, even if things might look bleak.

History: Ink lived with his mother, brothers, and sisters. His dad was killed by some canines during a raid. It wasn't long before his mother was taken from him by one as well. She hid him and his siblings before she was taken. They were found before too long and the oldest of his siblings told him to get away as fast as he could. The tiny kitten ran away as fast as his little legs could carry him. He made it to the same city that his teacher was in, not knowing what had happened to his brothers and sisters. He stumbled across Yondo one day while he was trying to steal some food. The fox took pity on him, allowing the young feline to pal around with him.

The vulpine was highly skilled in the magic arts and began to teach such spells to Inkspot who was more than eager to learn. He always had an interest in things of that nature. Everything was peaceful for the cat for awhile, but he knew that it wasn't going to last. And it didn't. The Soulless attacked once more and Yondo, like his family before him, told him to get away while he had the chance. The feline did as he was told and fled, knowing that the old fox could take care of himself. He had said so himself when he apprenticed the kitten.

Inkspot wandered after that not having a place to call his home. He continued to practice his magic, even without his teacher being there to help him. He didn't want to get rusty. It was here that Inkspot that met some friends that he teamed up with to battle Mirabelle and her army of Soulless and save the universe.

Other: He'll speak in bold.
 
Name: William





Age: 19





Gender: Male





Species: Human





Appearance:





Weapon: Sword, also has other ability that he hasn’t learned to control yet.





Personality: He seems quite a distant person who doesn’t want to share any of his emotions with you or even have a conversation with you but if you earn Will’s trust he opens up to you (but not too emotionally unless you get really close) and can be a kind, loyal and generally nice person even if he is a bit quiet. If Will is angry enough or has any strong feelings of bad towards someone he tends to go into a severe case of concentration. He is terrifying to his enemies and won’t be afraid to spit on the filth that gets in his way.





Will hasn’t taken a side yet but he is swerving towards the “bad” side of things since he believes that the man in his history is on the “good” side since he had a black sword that seemed similar to that of the OrionBlade. He had heard the true stories and heard that the blade had turned black. This also may be due to Mirabelles persuasion.





History:





As a young boy, Will was a bright and cheerful boy who was friends with everyone at HaverHill school. Will was top of his classes in maths and English but excelled at PE.





Everyday he would have the same routine, get up to walk his dog, go to school and then come back home to do some weight training. It was a normal Thursday, Will woke up, got to school and went to his first lesson as normal. He was late to his second lesson as he was held back by a teacher asking for help with books.





When Will got to his classroom he walked casually through the door “Hello, sorry I’m la-“ Will said as he was cut off by a strange man he had never seen before “Well look who he have here, it’s William, let’s have some fun eh?” The strange man said as he approached the third row of seats in the classroom, his massive black sword in hand.





Will froze to the spot, terrified by the way the man handled his sword. “Is this your friend here?” He asked, holding his friend Harrison by the hand whom looked terrified. “N-N-no sir” Will replied. The man started to cut Harrison along the arm and Will’s emotions towards the situation gave him away, the man read him and knew he was his friend.





He then started identifying all of Will’s friends from the classroom and his emotions gave him away every time, when he was done he said as he then took them to the teacher “alright, I want you to kill your teacher and strangle him right now or I kill all your friends” Will obeyed, he knew the man wasn’t bluffing, and strangled his teacher in front of the whole class. They were all horrified and that picture had gotten burnt into Will’s head since that happened.





when Will finished the man laughed and cut down all of his friends where they stood leaving Will drenched in blood. Their lives all ended so quickly in one swing of his sword... “You thought I would actually keep my word boy? Hahaha, no chance, they all would betray me when they got older, the prophecies told me, goodbye”. Those last words had made no sense to him before, but he didn’t care, the man had vanished in front of his very eyes and he was left there, staring at the ground.





That day he made a promise to himself, he would from now on have no emotions shown and would keep remembering what had happened to punish him for what he had done.


(Sorry for bothering you with a long story ?)








Other: Will will talk (haha yes very funny I know will will) in Purple
 
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PyroSans said:
Name: William





Age: 19





Gender: Male





Species: Human





Appearance:





Weapon: Sword, also has other ability that he hasn’t learned to control yet.





Personality: He seems quite a distant person who doesn’t want to share any of his emotions with you or even have a conversation with you but if you earn Will’s trust he opens up to you (but not too emotionally unless you get really close) and can be a kind, loyal and generally nice person even if he is a bit quiet. If Will is angry enough or has any strong feelings of bad towards someone he tends to go into a severe case of concentration. He is terrifying to his enemies and won’t be afraid to spit on the filth that gets in his way.





Will hasn’t taken a side yet but he is swerving towards the “bad” side of things since he believes that the man in his history is on the “good” side since he had a black sword that seemed similar to that of the OrionBlade. He had heard the true stories and heard that the blade had turned black. This also may be due to Mirabelles persuasion.





History:





As a young boy, Will was a bright and cheerful boy who was friends with everyone at HaverHill school. Will was top of his classes in maths and English but excelled at PE.





Everyday he would have the same routine, get up to walk his dog, go to school and then come back home to do some weight training. It was a normal Thursday, Will woke up, got to school and went to his first lesson as normal. He was late to his second lesson as he was held back by a teacher asking for help with books.





When Will got to his classroom he walked casually through the door “Hello, sorry I’m la-“ Will said as he was cut off by a strange man he had never seen before “Well look who he have here, it’s William, let’s have some fun eh?” The strange man said as he approached the third row of seats in the classroom, his massive black sword in hand.





Will froze to the spot, terrified by the way the man handled his sword. “Is this your friend here?” He asked, holding his friend Harrison by the hand whom looked terrified. “N-N-no sir” Will replied. The man started to cut Harrison along the arm and Will’s emotions towards the situation gave him away, the man read him and knew he was his friend.





He then started identifying all of Will’s friends from the classroom and his emotions gave him away every time, when he was done he said as he then took them to the teacher “alright, I want you to kill your teacher and strangle him right now or I kill all your friends” Will obeyed, he knew the man wasn’t bluffing, and strangled his teacher in front of the whole class. They were all horrified and that picture had gotten burnt into Will’s head since that happened.





when Will finished the man laughed and cut down all of his friends where they stood leaving Will drenched in blood. Their lives all ended so quickly in one swing of his sword... “You thought I would actually keep my word boy? Hahaha, no chance, they all would betray me when they got older, the prophecies told me, goodbye”. Those last words had made no sense to him before, but he didn’t care, the man had vanished in front of his very eyes and he was left there, staring at the ground.





That day he made a promise to himself, he would from now on have no emotions shown and would keep remembering what had happened to punish him for what he had done.


(Sorry for bothering you with a long story ?)








Other: Will will talk (haha yes very funny I know will will) in
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Will will. XD But I like him.
 
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