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saturday, july 13[/div] [div class=rhold][div class=fakr][/div] [div class=sop] [div class=back][div class=img][/div][/div][div class=arrow]maddy s. kent[/div][div class=rel][/div] [div class=stats][div class=overflow][div class=o][div class=scroll] [div class=firstword]full name[/div] madeline samantha kent
[div class=firstword]nicknames[/div] maddie, mads, kent
[div class=firstword]age[/div] 18
[div class=firstword]birthday[/div] june 3rd
[div class=firstword]gender[/div] cis-female
[div class=firstword]pronouns[/div] she/her
[div class=firstword]appearance[/div] diana silvers
[div class=firstword]height[/div] 5'7"
[div class=firstword]weight[/div] 140lbs
[div class=firstword]scars[/div] madeline has a few scars on her shoulders and one on her right bicep from falling when she was younger
[div class=firstword]body modifications[/div] n/a
[div class=firstword]style[/div] maddie's closet
[div class=firstword]sexuality[/div] pansexual[/div][/div][div class=o][div class=scroll] [/div][/div][/div] [/div][/div][/div][/div] [/div][/div] [div class=film][/div] [div class=2hold] [div class=cont2][div class=bg][div class=border][div class=pic][/div][/div] [div class=user]@astralprojection[/div][/div] [div class=pers][div class=overflow style="width: 105%"] [div class=photo][/div]__.___[div class=photo style="background-image: url(https://66.media.tumblr.com/551e0f93fc6265f9133e8caeac4c3c8f/tumblr_okqokm8BbY1r5nnzqo1_500.png); background-size: 110%"][/div]

[div class=box] [div class=v]personality[/div] overview: Madeline places an emphasis on personal well-being; day-to-day, she questions if her actions will benefit herself and the others around her. Positivity is key to healthiness. If she's not thinking of the good, she'll only surround herself with the bad. That's a thought that absolutely terrifies her. She knows what's outside of the plane her and her friends reside on, and it frightens her to end up on the 'dark side' as she'd call it. Her power is in her beliefs. Due to this, Maddie is consistently calm and collected. It's rare to catch her off guard and in a negative space. Even if she's not smiling, she's taking in deep breaths to keep a balance in herself.
virtues: modest, friendly, truthful, loyal, optimistic
vices: fearful, stubborn, overconfident, overtrusting
likes: vintage things, 80s music, animals, religion
dislikes: negativity, insects, demons, meat
quotes: "can everybody just calm down?" | "i could really go for a smoothie right now" | "i need a nap.."
theme songs:
lovefool - the cardigans | door - caroline polachek | japanese denim - daniel caesar[/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=cont3][div class=title]biography ![/div] [div class=rop][div class=line][/div]...[div class=line][/div]............................[div class=line][/div]...[div class=line][/div][/div] [div class=box2][div class=overflow]backstory: Madeline Kent was born to a circus family. Her father was the strongman and her mother a literal clown. The Marchetti Circus was run-down, dirty, and worth a crumb of dirt. The Kent's hated their job, but there was no other option. Anyone who was a part of the Marchetti traveling circus had no other option- they were all outcasts, alone, worthless in the eyes of society. Madeline was a very odd specimen from birth. Maria and Vincent Kent were pained to bring a child into their world. A world that they despised and wanted to simply burn down to the ground. However, there was something odd about their daughter. She didn't cry. Not a single peep ever escaped the girl. Her eyes were closed and she barely moved. Her breathing was slow. Giovanni Marchetti even believed that the Kent's should throw the baby out. Leave it to die. If it didn't make Marchetti money, Marchetti didn't want it around. And this baby seemed absolutely useless. Maria was opposed to the idea. Vincent, on the other hand, didn't care much for the newborn. He didn't care whether it stayed or went. He just felt bad for it. Bad that it would live the same life that he did. Maria hid Madeline in their tent, behind some boxes on top of blankets. This all worked out well, until the day the Marchetti circus ended. Literally blown up in flames. With a small crowd in a small tent, the 'ceremonial' fire erupted, then was soon knocked over, setting the entire camp ablaze. The central tent went falling, people were screaming, and the world that they knew went crashing. Madeline was only four at the time. She had been raised in the silence of her tent while her parents went to perform. Maddie could remember sitting on her pile of blankets when the fire went down. It was the screams that alerted her. Instead of leaving, she hid beneath a table and waited out the event. Her mother always told her "do not leave the tent, no matter what". So Madeline did as she was taught. She waited, and waited, and waited. As the sun rose and the camp was filled with silence, she stepped out in the morning sunlight. The circus was in ruins. Tattered cloth scattered about, bodies laying, and trunks gone. Anyone who wasn't dead had packed up and left. Except for one person. A woman with an umbrella, clothed head to toe in black. Madeline grew to know this woman as Adelaide. Adelaide had promised Maddie that she would protect her. That her mother and father and Mr. Marchetti had left. Maddie trusted Adelaide. She had no reason not to, of course. This was how Madeline Kent found herself at Olde Blair House. She was the first of her 'Blair' generation. At the age of four, she was in the house alone until she was eight. That was when Adelaide went on her search for more children to bring in. What Maddie never understood, however, was why Adelaide picked her. Adelaide would only ever respond to Maddie's questioning with 'Marchetti spoke of an odd girl. Then I found you. Like fate'. Which wasn't entirely untrue. From the age of two, Marchetti tried to make Maddie some sort of freak show for his circus. Maddie would often cry at night because she'd fall into another realm the second she closed her eyes. She would see the dead, the demons, the good and the bad ghosts. Luckily, Adelaide helped Maddie control this power.
fears/phobias: ghosts, hell, the dark
powers: astral projection - madeline can separate her spirit from her body and travel the astral plane (heaven, hell, other spiritual realms). this means she can talk to the dead, but at the cost of being very vulnerable because she's separate from her physical body. she can't stay away from her body for more than a few hours without weakening herself, and is also vulnerable to spiritual possession.
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[BloodThunder27]

Work In Progress - Completion: 75%

BASICS
Full name: Penelope Asoka Ishikawa
Nicknames: Penny, Polly, Lola
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She, Her
Sexuality: Demisexual
Age: 19
Birthday: June 7th

Quotes:
"Being in a Relationship does not mean forfeiture of privacy."
"Don't neglect your friends because of a Relationship does not mean stop talking to your friends. Because as soon as you get your heart broken, you'll be running to them for help."

Theme song(s):
Suteki Da Ne By Rikki

appearance:

Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 145 lbs (35 Pounds stems from Pregnancy Weight Gain)

Scars: Has a Scar on the left side of her neck (Encounter with supernatural) and another on her right elbow (fell off her bike)
Body modifications:
-Floral Sleeve Tattoo on her left arm

-dyed her hair Blue (mostly)
-Both Ears are pierced
Outfits/style/accessories:
-Normal Outfit (Pre-Pregnancy) usually consists of a Dress, Flannel Vest, Jeans and Tennis Shoes (Red Scarf is added during the winter season); Maternity Outfit (Current) consists of Floral Dresses and Slippers (Kimonos & Cardigans are Weather-dependent)

-Style: Penelope's Maternity Wardrobe
-Never seen without a gold bracelet

-Other accessories include feather earrings and a crucifix; she also wears a red ribbon around her right arm as well
Powers: Telepathy - Can hear the thoughts of others
Special skills/abilities: Can Speak, Hear and See Ghosts & Supernatural Entities

PERSONALITY
Personality overview: Penelope was once mostly upbeat and cheerful. Almost always smiling, full of laughter, full of life. She had her moments, but was nonetheless a happy girl. Underneath the bright smile and confidence, is a young girl who is scared and self-conscious with a small amount of insecurities. Over time, she came to enjoy the peace brought on by solitude, being alone, where no one judges her.

Not much of a stickler for rules, Penelope will always look for loopholes and ways around them, if not straight up breaking them.

virtues: Patience, Loyalty
Vices: Blackmail, Exploits, Overconfidence, Sex (Which sadly led to her eventually being knocked up)
Likes: Cats, Drawing, Kpop, Anime, Dresses,
Dislikes: Unwanted Attention, Malls, Concerts, Parties, Auditoriums, Needles

HISTORY
Backstory: Penelope was born to a reasonably wealthy family. Her Father was a Corporate Executive for a multi-million dollar company while her Mother was a banker, but became a stay-at home mom to care for Penelope, not having a lot of faith in nannies or babysitters. Penelope ended up being an only child, no siblings. Surprisingly enough, her parents weren't all that strict and gave her more freedom the older she got. Starting around the age of twelve, Penelope started being able to read other people's thoughts. At first, she kept it to herself, thinking that no one would really believe her, but over time, she started to exploit and learn to control her 'gift', though at times she did also consider it a curse, because some thoughts were just morally and outright wrong. At the age of seven, she revealed to both parents that they were having affairs, cheating on each other. This led to the family being divided, with her parents divorcing and her custody was handed to her widowed Grandfather.

In her later days of Elementary School, without having to ask or say anything, she exploited some of the worst gossiped rumors and even secrets. From life-ruining to embarrassing secrets, this led to her blackmailing her fellow students. At the end of Fourth Grade, however, her Grandfather passed away from natural causes. At her Grandfather's Funeral, she swore on his coffin to stop using her gift for malevolent means. After the burial, she met Adelaide Blair, who offered to take her in at the Blair House. With no where else to go, Penelope quietly accepted, wanting a peaceful life.

OTHER
Mental disorders: Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Clinical Depression
Fears/phobias: Losing her baby (She is pregnant), Astraphobia (Fear of Thunder & Lightning), Coulophobia (Fear of Clowns), Claustrophobia (Fear of Small Spaces), Severe Belonephobia (Fear of Needles - She will panic or have an anxiety attack at the sight of them); has some insecurities about her pregnancy and about being a good Mother; has some worries about Childbirth because it is her first pregnancy.

*She will be 38 Weeks Pregnant ((2-4 Weeks away from giving birth)) by the beginning of the RP

 

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natalie elaine joseph

nickname•natty,joe
age•18
dob•feb 16
zodiac•aquarius
gender•female
pronouns•she/her
sexuality•
demisexual
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fc•shannon purser
height•5’9”
weight•215 lbs
scars•n/a
dist. features•
covered head to toe in freckles
style• xoxoxo



[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display:none"] [div class=content][div class=contentscroll] mbpt•infp-t
virtues•
creative-intuitive-dedicated
vices•
altruistic-impractical-takes it personally
likes•coffee-cooking-music
dislikes•clutter-stickiness-crowds
quotes•
“nah, i’m good”|”i’ll just be touching nothing, thanks”
theme song•
ben platt - grow as we go
x ambassadors - hey child




[/div][/div][/div] [div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display:none"] [div class=content][div class=contentscroll] powers•
clairsentience=
the ability to perceive the history of an object by touching it

skills/abilities•
knitting, nancy drew-like deducing, cooking
fears/phobias•
anxiety-ocd-heights
herstory•
natalie had always been a fussy baby since birth. she had almost always been near impossible to smooth unless she was naked and skin to skin. even through her toddler years of random tantrums and meltdowns it was the only way to calm her. natalie’s parents loved her but were at their wits ends. they felt their was something deeply wrong with her. especially when she grew afraid to even leave the house. nat would tell her mother that she could see bad things, hurt people, sad people when she touch things. she was in therapy by five years old. nat had already begun developing her ocd habits. one part of herself struggled against the other. everyday she lived in fear. fear of what kind of memory one touch could bring. she learned they weren’t all bad, and those objects with sweet memories she clung to. but her parents were worried. their creative daughter, now 7, hadn’t left the house-other than to go to therapy-in a year. finally they decided to make a trip just a small simple trip to the park. it was a bad idea. nat had been doing so well, she found some girls who seemed sweet and invited her to play in one of the playgrounds tunnels. all of a sudden natalie’s screams echoed through the park, her parents rushed after her. her dad tried to hold her to console her be she was somewhere else, screaming fighting against what she could only perceive. her mother called 911 natalie didn’t talk for over a month. her mother and father had no idea what to do, one day a women was outside nat’s therapy center. she said she knew how to help natalie, she could help her control her gift. they didn’t want to give up their daughter, but saw no other way for her to live any sort of life. they gave natalie to adalaide. nat grew up along side the others, and adalaide did indeed help her curb her powers. however, so much damaged had been done she was beyond repair from that. but adalaide’s band of misfits still felt like home.

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[EasyWright]

Full name: Simon Garrett Harding
Nicknames: Si, Magneto (He hates this one)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Hetero
Age: 17
Birthday: August 2

Theme song(s): Dear Pressure

Appearance: A skinny guy with loose curls in his brown hair. His face is kind, but it generally has a neutral look on it, as his brown eyes and thick black eyebrows do most of his expression. His skin is fair, but time lost in daydreaming or fiddling with objects outside has given it some tan. (In short, he looks sort of like an older Emjay Anthony).
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 138 lb
Scars: Just small nicks on his hands from tinkering or fidgeting with things.
Body modifications: None
Outfits/style/accessories: A t-shirt that's either plain or has a design of a show or game he likes and jeans are all he feels he needs.

Powers: He has the ability to move metal objects around. If he pushes something heavier than he is away from him, he's the one that moves unless he's braced by something.
Special skills/abilities: He loves building anything mechanical and has gotten pretty good at it through his life.

PERSONALITY
Personality overview: Simon is a natural rule-follower and truth-seeker, and because the two clash often, it causes him anxiety in such situations. He's quiet and doesn't joke or emote much, but he's far from cold. He's a little bit of a clean freak.
virtues: Despite his general rule-following self, his moral compass will overcome them if it deems them harmful to others, especially those he's close to.
Vices: If there's a part somewhere that he wants or needs for a project, he will steal it if he doesn't see another way of acquiring it.
Likes: Machines, gears, coins, small springs.
Dislikes: Grease (even though he needs it for projects), Grapes, dusty/dry hands, talking about his mom or parents in general.

HISTORY
Backstory: Simon was younger when he came to the Blair house. He lived with his mother alone before then, but she became scared when his powers arose. It was usually small things, like tugging on the coins in her pocket or her earrings to get her attention or pushing her away via her belt buckle when he was upset, but she couldn't take it anymore when he'd discovered he could get on the roof because of the metal chimney that they had. His mother hadn't spoken to him outside of instruction or scolding for over a year, so when she agreed with Adelaide Blair that he should go to the Blair house, he wasn't told and he didn't think he would be taken away for more than a couple of days.

OTHER
Mental disorders: Moderate anxiety
Fears/phobias: Heights

 

[Sook]

BASICS
Full name: Maxwell Jung
Nicknames: Max,
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He, Him
Sexuality: Bi-sexual
Age: 18
Birthday: 4th January

Quotes: "
Theme song(s):

appearance: Heo Jae Hyuk (Faceclaim)
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 168lbs
Scars: N/A
Body modifications: N/A
Outfits/style/accessories: Wears baggy clothes that are dull colours and comfortable.

Powers: Healing abilities
Max has the ability to heal the wounds of others by touching them. He speeds up the natural healing process of the body and can close wounds or heal minor illness. This takes a lot of energy out of him and the more sever the wound the more chance of it transferring over to him. If he tries to heal anything that isn't minor, like a terminal illness or a fatal wound he has a very high chance of the wound or illness killing him instead, but he can transfer it over to himself
Special skills/abilities:
Qualified Chef, good at baking, talented at strategy and logical problem solving

PERSONALITY
Personality overview:

Max is a quiet fellow, never speaking out of turn and rarely having emotional outbursts. He doesn't have a high opinion of himself, feeling like his opinion wouldn't be worth much or that he should just to his best to help others and that he wasn't important. He is a humble person, and doesn't like to brag about things. He hates both confrontation and competition. The man is over 6' tall but the way he acts it was as if he stood at half that. Maxwell does feel passion about some things. He especially loves animals, and always keeps strays and likes to talk to them over his human peers. He also has a great passion for his hobbies, and they are the only thing he has some pride in. He loves making a good meal, he feels it is one of the best ways to cause happiness in others and to bring people together. that, and music, which he is also fond of. He likes people to get along and is a natural mediator, often finding himself in the middle of conflicts between friends.


virtues:

Kind, Level-headed, Helpful, Hardworking, Attention to detail

Vices:

Meek, cowardly, Painfully shy, Un-confident
Likes: Cooking, group meals, Playing the cello, Rainy days, chocolate, Smoked Salmon
Dislikes: Violence, Horror flicks, Hot weather, Overbearing personalities, Lack of manners

HISTORY
Backstory:

Maxwell and his baby half-sister lived alone with their mother in a small city apartment since their father left them and moved to a different country. His mother was a strong person, and her son did his best to help support her. She worked at the laundromat full time and all the money she made was spent on trying to normalize her children's lives. Living in poverty like that wasn't easy for her, and she was known to frequently buy cheap wine on the weekends, so most of the time Max would try to help her out by staying home and looking after his little sister. They were everything to him, but he always wondered about the father figure that had left when he was very little.

On the plus side, Max was a very lucky kid. Every time he had a fall or scratched himself, the wound would be gone almost instantly. his mother noticed this when he was a toddler and couldn't explain it. He just didn't get injured, seemed immune from sickness not once ever getting the measles or the common cold. His mother wasn't a religious person before having Maxwell but this felt like some sort of god sent gift. She kept it quite for a long time, thinking that she must be going crazy, he must just have a particularly good immune system. there was no use drawing attention to him, so she raised him as normal.

It wasn't till he was about 8 years old that they truly discovered his powers. Ever since Max was very young, he began taking in stray cats from the street. One day,one of his stray cats had been hit by a car. He was a mangy tabby cat, and his mother told him that they couldn't afford to pay for a vet trip. It was then he discovered he was different. As he cried over his dying cat, something miraculous happened. He felt pain throughout his whole body, noticed wounds appearing on him... but they were disappearing from the feline. After a few short minutes, both Maxwell and the cat were completely healed. His mother, witnessing this, took him to the Church the next day, convinced that he was sent from haven or related to the angles or something like that.

Max was thrust before a priest, and asked to prove it. The priest had cut him, and the cut, as usual, disappeared as fast as it had appeared. He was then asked to heal someone else, again he was presented with someone who had a minor wound, and he did it no problem. This opened up a terrible chapter in his life. The young child was paraded through the church, performing miricals. The priest acted like he was some sort of angle sent from heaven. they profited off him, asking for donations from the public and calling people far and wide to cure their illness. Maxwell hated the attention, hated that he was being sold as something he knew he wasn't. He could not hear any evidence of 'God', he did not feel a presence, he asked many time for a confirmation that this was what he was supposed to be doing but heard nothing.

Several times he was presented with people who almost killed him to heal. Hiking falls, car accidents and broken bones. His mother began to realise what she had done. It wouldn't be long before this got onto the news, and although they were getting paid quite handsomely for his efforts, he was suffering, and his mother could tell. So when Max was requited to go to the Blair house, she sent him away in secret, and told the church that his power was fading and he needed to rest and so wouldn't be performing miscalls for a while. Maxwell was relieved to leave that life behind, but also carried great guilt. His mother would have to deal with the fallout, and he wouldn't be able to keep helping them with money and she would be all alone. Currently they had a house paid for by the church, their expenses were covered and they had a good life... how long would that last when the prodigal child was gone far away?

OTHER
Mental disorders: Anxiety
Fears/phobias: His mother going back into poverty, or worse being attacked for sending him away

 

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[sleepyginkgo]

E Z R A​

THE BASICS

Ezra Ivanov​

Nicknames: “Z”, Ivan
Gender: Cis-male
Pronouns: He, him
Sexuality: Bisexual
Age: 19
Birthday: Nov 11th

Quotes:
“What doesn’t kill me better run."
"We all don't make it out alive in the end - it's just a matter of when."
Theme song: My Body Is a Cage by Arcade Fire

Appearance: Brown hair - sometimes combed back, sometimes left messily uncombed; heavy-lidded dark brown eyes; long angular face; doesn’t smile often and usually holds an expression between a scowl and skepticism.
Height: 5’11”
Weight: -
Scars: N/A
Body modifications: Pierced ears; small silver hoops
Outfits/style/accessories: He does put some effort into his appearance, keeping to a simple but well put together style consisting of immaculate white tees, dark pants, and the occasional old-fashioned coat he found at a thrift store. If the mood strikes him fancy, his favorite newsboy cap would see some light of day as well. Out of necessity (though he considers it a nuisance), he is always seen wearing black gloves.

Powers: Molecular Manipulation; his ability is limited to the dissipation, combustion or decomposition of organic matter upon direct contact of his hands. His ability remains uncontrollable and drains a considerable amount of energy depending on the complexity and/or size of the object. He has not mastered his powers yet, nor does he wish to.

Special skills/abilities: He is a naturally talented oil painter, his subjects ranging from portraits to wide landscapes. When he is not painting, he pours over his charcoal sketches in a notebook he constantly keeps close by.

PERSONALITY & OTHER

Personality overview: (+) Compassionate, (+) Independent, (+) Resilient // (-) Self-critical, (-) Resentful, (-) Unmotivated

Perhaps as a defense mechanism due to the obstructive nature of his powers and the rejections he has faced growing up, Ezra tends to keep a considerable distance around others. However, that is not to say he is unfriendly or unapproachable. While he has his boundaries and walls, he is empathetic to those he cares and respects, and would not hesitate to assist those in need. Preferring to avoid responsibilities, drama, or any inconveniences, Ezra usually removes himself from direct involvement or from any center of attention. Inclined in keeping to himself, he isn't readily expressive with his emotions, which sometimes results in pent up anger and ill-timed outbursts.

Virtues: loyal
Vices: daily smoker
Likes: clear night skies, old historic architecture, the fresh earthy smell after a rain, baked goods
Dislikes: his powers, dishonesty, the sight of blood, cooked vegetables

Mental disorders: -
Fears/phobias: Rejection, deception, helplessness

BACKSTORY

Backstory: For as long as he could remember, odd happenings would follow him around. Bad things. Everything he touched crumbled away into dust or shattered in small explosive bursts. Animals lay limply in his arms and plants withered away in seconds at the brush of his fingertips. His mother, a highly superstitious and easily frightened woman, had been convinced her son was touched by the Grim Reaper or the Devil himself. His mother did what she could to protect her son despite being a prisoner of her own distress. Such sentiments made for a bleak environment to be raised in and rumors began to spread beyond their tight-knit community. So, upon the opportunity presented by Adelaide Blair, his mother had been far too eager to send young Ezra away. Abandonment had planted seeds of mistrust, anger and insecurity that would see through most of his adolescent years in which the young boy would act out in various ways within the Blair House. For instance, once out of sheer spite, he had crept downstairs in the late hours of the night to wreak havoc in the kitchen so that, by the next morning, all produce lay wasted in blooming colonies of mold. Suffice to say, Ezra was quite a temperamental rebellious handful as a child.

As Ezra became older and a bit wiser, he discovered other outlets to address his long-harbored bitterness - mostly in his art. While he regards himself more or less of a monster because of his cursed abilities, he is appreciative (although he may not show it) to call Blair House something close to a home and the chance to nurture friendships among its residents.