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Persephone (Siren Song | Syndicate)| Octavious (Blood Manipulation | Elite Ten Prefect)|
Uriah (Mythical Bestiary | Pandora President)
Persephone (Siren Song | Syndicate)| Octavious (Blood Manipulation | Elite Ten Prefect)|
Uriah (Mythical Bestiary | Pandora President)
INITIATED
N A M E:
Persephone Mary Vandegraft
A G E:
17 years old
P O S I T I O N:
Student
G E N D E R:
Female
S E X U A L I T Y:
Heterosexual
A P P E A R A N C E:
Persephone was born as a brunette but at the age of fifteen, she had it dyed a vibrant red, hence why she does not classify herself as a redhead. Her face is oval-shaped, or to be more exact, the shape of an inverted pear. Going back to her hair, it is slightly wavy while it reaches just above her mid-back. Her eyes are a natural light green in colour, almost mistaken for a shade of emerald.
Her figure is that of a normal female teenage whereby she has the curves complimenting certain parts of her bodies. She is usually seen wearing a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved shirt that is usually of the dark spectrum of colours.
B I O G R A P H Y:
She was born into a quiet family of four, consisting of her mother, father, brother and herself. From a young age, Persephone was taught to be what a 'girl' ought to be like, despite the world and current situation they live. As such, Persephone has never really interacted much with people, even as a child. Her mere source of interaction consisted of pre-school and home tuition. Because of that, she grew up to be a more quiet girl, like her family, compared to her more charismatic brother.
At the age of twelve, her brother had died during a fight at the pit of the high school she knows goes to. As such, her main goal, for now, is to just stay where she is until she passes and can be a full-fledged hunter.
P E R S O N A L I T Y:
Persephone Vandegraft is an individual who keeps to herself whenever she can. She prefers to be alone due to the very fact that she prefers silence over noise and that she wouldn't want to mourn over anyone she cares about who will die in the arena. As crude as it may seem, she is also quite blunt but not outspoken at all. She doesn't mind having her opinions not heard or voiced out but she dislikes and even hates it when someone else tries to take advantage of another's disadvantage. Being quite the pessimistic person herself, she is usually seen listening to music in a corner and tends to look at the bad side of life. However, she can be very comforting to people, even to those she doesn't really know because she is quite the good listener.
She can also come off as insecure because she does not actively think of herself in a person's point of view. As such, when someone talks about her or tell her something about herself, she may take it to heart and can be quite the sensitive person.
L I K E S:
Music, solace, cats, spicy food and apple juice.
D I S L I K E S:
Noise, the colour pink, puns and exercise.
T R I V I A:
- Persephone has a Sphinx cat named Mish.
- She has a tattoo of a small music note on her right shoulder.
- She loves pepper the most out of all the condiments.
- Persephone sings online as a hobby under the pseudonymous of 'Pergraft'
A F F L I A T I O N:
Syndicate
I N S I G N I A:
On her tongue
A N I M A:
The Siren Song
- Persephone Vandegraft uses her natural gift of singing as a form of song that is emitted to her foe, to lure them to do her bidding or even finish them off with her deafness inducement.
W E A K N E S S:
Extreme noise
R E G A L I A:
A small rifle
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drownin
Cerin Ѧ Valdis
❝ i'm only human after all. (stats)
≡ name: cerin alexander valdis
≡ alias: 'twig,' 'weakling,' 'emo stick' (lololol stop bullying my son)
≡ age: 17
≡ dob: april 9
≡ zodiac: aries
≡ gender: cismale (he/him)
≡ romantic orientation: homoromantic
≡ sexual orientation: demisexual
≡ position: syndicate vice pres
≡ affiliation: syndicate
≡ + traits: capable, honest, neat, punctual, witty
≡ — traits: hot-headed, cold, selfish, lazy, fussy
≡ likes: baggy clothes, cold weather, baths, socks, reading
≡ dislikes: responsibility, pressure, sweets, perkiness, animals
≡ moral alignment: chaotic neutral
≡ mbti: intj
≡ theme song: tba
≡ insignia: on his temple
≡ anima: pain manipulation
— sensory: cerin is capable of sensing one's emotional, mental, or physical distress with little to no effort involved. it's a seemingly constant part of his life and he's grown used to it.
— pain suppression: while not nearly as natural as his sensory, he's become more and more capable of suppressing physical pain that both himself and another might be in. however, it cannot be a mortal wound. he is nowhere near strong enough to bring somebody back from the brink of death.
— pain constructs: he's only capable of creating small objects that last for a few minutes at a time and he can only create things from his own pain, not others'.
— pain illusion: far easier than actual pain inducement, cerin has tried his hand at this a few times and has been rather successful in his tries. the pain he inflicts on people can vary in severity depending on his mood and will to hurt that person. the worst he's done is cause someone to cripple over, but he's never gone further than that for fear of hurting someone beyond repair.
— pain inducement: has attempted it twice and has been unable to complete it successfully. each time ends in him passing out or putting himself in a great deal of pain instead.
— pain empowerment: the times he managed to successfully execute pain illusion, he was filled with an odd sort of adrenaline afterwards. it was easier for him to perform it again after he'd completed it once. it doesn't increase his physical abilities, but it does strengthen his powers.
≡ weakness:
— physical enhancements: a bit slighter in size (translation: a lot) cerin tends to struggle when going up against those who are physically well-endowed or have some sort of power that enhances their abilities. he also finds it more difficult to manipulate pain in these types of individuals.
— power limitations: often times when he tries to push himself past what he's currently capable of, he only ends up hurting himself. it's happened on more than one occasion and, due to his stubborn streak, it will likely happen again.
— mental powers: despite the fact his own is a power that manifests itself in his brain, he is incredibly vulnerable to mental attacks. however, he does not feel it when others try to force emotional/mental pain on him, because he does that to himself constantly.
≡ regalia: a simple silver band that sits on his right middle finger at all times
≡ alias: 'twig,' 'weakling,' 'emo stick' (lololol stop bullying my son)
≡ age: 17
≡ dob: april 9
≡ zodiac: aries
≡ gender: cismale (he/him)
≡ romantic orientation: homoromantic
≡ sexual orientation: demisexual
≡ position: syndicate vice pres
≡ affiliation: syndicate
≡ + traits: capable, honest, neat, punctual, witty
≡ — traits: hot-headed, cold, selfish, lazy, fussy
≡ likes: baggy clothes, cold weather, baths, socks, reading
≡ dislikes: responsibility, pressure, sweets, perkiness, animals
≡ moral alignment: chaotic neutral
≡ mbti: intj
≡ theme song: tba
≡ insignia: on his temple
≡ anima: pain manipulation
— sensory: cerin is capable of sensing one's emotional, mental, or physical distress with little to no effort involved. it's a seemingly constant part of his life and he's grown used to it.
— pain suppression: while not nearly as natural as his sensory, he's become more and more capable of suppressing physical pain that both himself and another might be in. however, it cannot be a mortal wound. he is nowhere near strong enough to bring somebody back from the brink of death.
— pain constructs: he's only capable of creating small objects that last for a few minutes at a time and he can only create things from his own pain, not others'.
— pain illusion: far easier than actual pain inducement, cerin has tried his hand at this a few times and has been rather successful in his tries. the pain he inflicts on people can vary in severity depending on his mood and will to hurt that person. the worst he's done is cause someone to cripple over, but he's never gone further than that for fear of hurting someone beyond repair.
— pain inducement: has attempted it twice and has been unable to complete it successfully. each time ends in him passing out or putting himself in a great deal of pain instead.
— pain empowerment: the times he managed to successfully execute pain illusion, he was filled with an odd sort of adrenaline afterwards. it was easier for him to perform it again after he'd completed it once. it doesn't increase his physical abilities, but it does strengthen his powers.
≡ weakness:
— physical enhancements: a bit slighter in size (translation: a lot) cerin tends to struggle when going up against those who are physically well-endowed or have some sort of power that enhances their abilities. he also finds it more difficult to manipulate pain in these types of individuals.
— power limitations: often times when he tries to push himself past what he's currently capable of, he only ends up hurting himself. it's happened on more than one occasion and, due to his stubborn streak, it will likely happen again.
— mental powers: despite the fact his own is a power that manifests itself in his brain, he is incredibly vulnerable to mental attacks. however, he does not feel it when others try to force emotional/mental pain on him, because he does that to himself constantly.
≡ regalia: a simple silver band that sits on his right middle finger at all times
don't put the blame on me. (bio) ❞
&&& appearance.
The first thing that you'll notice about Cerin is his lack of height. Compared to the average height that boys his age should be, it would be easy for one to assume that he suffers from some sort of genetic setback. However, neither of his parents were tall and that led to him being a whopping 5'5". Along with his stunted height, he's rather scrawny, though not in a way that should be viewed as unhealthy. He suffers from no illnesses and it's just the general structure of his body. He's tried to put on muscle, but it's proven to be far more work than he's willing to put in.His complexion is rather fair, though when he's out in the sun for long periods of time he's known to darken up a bit. His hair is as dark as it comes and his bangs are often hanging in his face, due to the fact that he simply doesn't have the time --- nor does he really care --- to keep them trimmed. He's known to show up to class with bedhead and it's become a frequent look for him. Under his eyes are perpetual dark circles that don't go away no matter how much he sleeps. His cheeks, despite his weight, are more on the chubby side and he dislikes it greatly when people try to pinch at them. His other facial features are soft, rounded and hold very little edge. His lips are often set in a pout or sneer.
Cerin's clothing style outside of his uniform is generally dark, large sweaters and jeans that cling tightly to his legs. He'd rather go barefoot than have anything on his feet and he's been known to walk around campus like that. He prefers shirts/tops that are too big for him, as he thinks they make him look more intimidating, but it just makes him look like he's drowning in fabric.
&&& personality.
It's rather obvious that Cerin suffers from Little Man Syndrome. His ego and temper is far bigger in size than he is and it's no surprise that he can't keep it contained. He's known for going off on people over small things that wouldn't be of much importance to most, but he likes things how he likes them and doesn't want people to disturb his order. Despite his generally lazy attitude, he is incredibly neat and cleans up after himself without being asked. He's not a big fan of those who create messes and dislikes most of all the ones who just leave it all behind for someone else --- very likely him --- to take care of.He shows his appreciation for others through sarcastic and, often times, cynical comments. His affections towards an individual will not sway his attitude and he absolutely does not grow softer as they get closer. It's more a defense mechanism than anything else, but it's grown to be a rather large part of his personality. He doesn't see it ever changing. Cerin does enjoy being pressed against other people, but mostly only for warmth as he is in a constant state of being cold. He does like to be touching something wherever he is, whether it's another human being or an inanimate object. He has a tendency to gravitate towards walls and hates standing out in the middle of empty spaces.
Cerin complains a lot more than he likely should and comes off as ungrateful --- which he is. He isn't one to appreciate what he has and is constantly thirsting for more. He'll always take a chance at getting stronger, or rising up in the social hierarchy of school if it's given, but doesn't necessarily seek it out. He has a competitive streak and that coupled with his stubborness is a difficult veil to break through, especially once he's got his mind set on something.
He's also got a bit of a problem when it comes to personal space and property. He likes to be face to face people when they're talking and he doesn't acknowledge boundaries very well at all. Cerin's also finds it difficult to leave things that he likes alone, whether they belong to him or not. His thievery is mostly reserved for those he has bad blood with, however, and generally does not happen with the general population.
&&& bio.
While not quite as known due to their lack of royal status, the Valdis family is incredibly wealthy. Cerin's father, Sven, worked for everything he has now and Cerin's mother has just as much of a work-drive as her husband. They had two children before Cerin and neither of them was born with an Insignia, something his parents were quite happy about. They had extremely strong opinions when it came to the academy and those that chose to enroll.As fate would have it --- really, why did everything have to be pitted against him from the start? --- this small, dark-haired bundle of angst was born with a mark on his temple that would serve to remind his parents for years that he was not as good as his siblings. He grew up trying to impress his parents, show them he could do just as much, but he fell flat more often than not and that drive that was in him as a child faded as he aged.
He enrolled in the academy at the age of sixteen and, surprisingly, his parents have paid for his single dorm. He doesn't understand it, but won't question it.
(initiated)
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the hilliker twins -
madison hilliker || illusion manipulation || fc: danielle campbell
- sweet af but don't cross her.
- probably believes in true love & love at first sight.
- roses are her favourite flower.
- likes mysteries & riddles.
- smells of vanilla 24/7.
- looks like an angel but will be super sarcastic and then smile like an angel again.
- says 'fight me' too much considering she can't fight well.
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mason hilliker || dream/sleep or illusion manipulation || fc: jake t austin
- don't touch madison.
- naturally suspicious of everyone and everything.
- his sister does enough smiling for the both of them.
- cynical af.
- probably either finds you hot or annoying.
- sometimes both.
- just wants to nap?
- bruised knuckles 99% of the time.
- will hug you.
- serious at first but lightens up fast.
- can cook like a pro.
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OtakuGeek
The bottom text is false the text above is true.
name: Dante Kratos Drake
age: 19
position: Well I'm hoping for elite 10(#3 is preferred. Im fine with #4 as well.)
gender: Male
sexuality: Straight
appearance:
He has a slim face and usually looks tired even if he isnt. He has dark red eyes and hair as black as the night sky. No tattoos would be found on his body if you were to look because he doesnt like them and prefers not to have one. His eyes are usually half shut because that's his normal expression. His choice of clothing consists of either all black or all gray t shirts, jogging pants and a black hoodie he wears everywhere regardless of the weather. His shoes however a weighted so that he can train while even doing the most simplest of chores. This way he can get faster and more agile when moving. He also wears weighted gloves as well.
Height- 6'1
Weight-180
His body type is a very slim build and because of this he is able to be flexible,agile, and is very fast(obviously no speedster though.)
biography: He came from a moderately rich family and always worked hard in his school with was raised by his father and mother who people always saw as some of the nicest people in town. His father was a compassionate man who always tried to do what he could to give back to his community and would be always volunteering at the homeless shelter as well. He was a very upstanding citizen who most people(including Dante) and most people completely trusted him. Dante always looked up to his father and dreamed to be as good as a person as he was. This was until they his 15th birthday. On this day his father confided a secret to him, he was a follower of the Tenebrae. He worship them and called them the gods of this world and said they are the true owners of it and that humans are just selfish roaches trying to take whats not theirs. He told his son that he was planning on opening the gates and bring the creatures in so that they could destroy everything in site and reclaim whats rightfully theirs.He told him that he needed his help in unlocking it and releasing them inside the gates. Horrified, Dante ran to the guards and confessed everything he knew about his father plans. Luckily they're able to get the house before he was able to escape. Sadly they wasnt able to stop him from killing Dante's mother in front of his eyes as a sacrifice to the terrible creatures. In raged by his father's actions he beat him to death with his walking stick near the door until he was unrecognizable and his clothes covered in blood. Ever since that day he hadnt been able to trust anyone and became very distance toward others. He let himself be consumed by his training and focused on getting better everyday so he could kill all the Tenebrae in the land. Eventually he became inrolled into the high class school known as Requim. Over time he had developed a need ti become the best and would constantly push himself to his limit and then some to be the best Magister there ever was.
personality: Cold and distance. He is a non-forgiving,ruthless,merciless man of few words who cares little of others feelings. He can aware of his limits and is constantly trying to improve himself on a daily basis. Although at times he can still be arrogant even when he knows he cant win he might not back down, depending on the situation. He is antisocial and doesnt speak to others much and if he does, its usually no more than a few words. He see's himself as a natural leader and uses force if he feels that its necessary. He can be ignorant of some minor things because he usually likes to look at the big picture and might skip over the little,yet slightly important details in planning on what he will do, but he will always try and correct the issue immediately. He is highly intelligent and completes his work on time.
likes: Beating others, success, combat, training, solitude, feeling superior.
dislikes: Being in crowded areas, loud people, getting off task, people interrupting him when he does speaks(if he feels like speaking), losing.
trivia:
He always wears jackets
He is usually found listening to music.
He is a good multi-taskor
He isnt easily seduced(for all you slutty OC's lol)
affiliation:
Syndicate
insignia: His back.
anima:
Telekinesis.
Controls any object around him although the heavier the object more objects he controls the more force he has to use.
weakness:
Extreme Sound
regalia:
WristWatch
Initiated
age: 19
position: Well I'm hoping for elite 10(#3 is preferred. Im fine with #4 as well.)
gender: Male
sexuality: Straight
appearance:
He has a slim face and usually looks tired even if he isnt. He has dark red eyes and hair as black as the night sky. No tattoos would be found on his body if you were to look because he doesnt like them and prefers not to have one. His eyes are usually half shut because that's his normal expression. His choice of clothing consists of either all black or all gray t shirts, jogging pants and a black hoodie he wears everywhere regardless of the weather. His shoes however a weighted so that he can train while even doing the most simplest of chores. This way he can get faster and more agile when moving. He also wears weighted gloves as well.
Height- 6'1
Weight-180
His body type is a very slim build and because of this he is able to be flexible,agile, and is very fast(obviously no speedster though.)
biography: He came from a moderately rich family and always worked hard in his school with was raised by his father and mother who people always saw as some of the nicest people in town. His father was a compassionate man who always tried to do what he could to give back to his community and would be always volunteering at the homeless shelter as well. He was a very upstanding citizen who most people(including Dante) and most people completely trusted him. Dante always looked up to his father and dreamed to be as good as a person as he was. This was until they his 15th birthday. On this day his father confided a secret to him, he was a follower of the Tenebrae. He worship them and called them the gods of this world and said they are the true owners of it and that humans are just selfish roaches trying to take whats not theirs. He told his son that he was planning on opening the gates and bring the creatures in so that they could destroy everything in site and reclaim whats rightfully theirs.He told him that he needed his help in unlocking it and releasing them inside the gates. Horrified, Dante ran to the guards and confessed everything he knew about his father plans. Luckily they're able to get the house before he was able to escape. Sadly they wasnt able to stop him from killing Dante's mother in front of his eyes as a sacrifice to the terrible creatures. In raged by his father's actions he beat him to death with his walking stick near the door until he was unrecognizable and his clothes covered in blood. Ever since that day he hadnt been able to trust anyone and became very distance toward others. He let himself be consumed by his training and focused on getting better everyday so he could kill all the Tenebrae in the land. Eventually he became inrolled into the high class school known as Requim. Over time he had developed a need ti become the best and would constantly push himself to his limit and then some to be the best Magister there ever was.
personality: Cold and distance. He is a non-forgiving,ruthless,merciless man of few words who cares little of others feelings. He can aware of his limits and is constantly trying to improve himself on a daily basis. Although at times he can still be arrogant even when he knows he cant win he might not back down, depending on the situation. He is antisocial and doesnt speak to others much and if he does, its usually no more than a few words. He see's himself as a natural leader and uses force if he feels that its necessary. He can be ignorant of some minor things because he usually likes to look at the big picture and might skip over the little,yet slightly important details in planning on what he will do, but he will always try and correct the issue immediately. He is highly intelligent and completes his work on time.
likes: Beating others, success, combat, training, solitude, feeling superior.
dislikes: Being in crowded areas, loud people, getting off task, people interrupting him when he does speaks(if he feels like speaking), losing.
trivia:
He always wears jackets
He is usually found listening to music.
He is a good multi-taskor
He isnt easily seduced(for all you slutty OC's lol)
affiliation:
Syndicate
insignia: His back.
anima:
Telekinesis.
Controls any object around him although the heavier the object more objects he controls the more force he has to use.
weakness:
Extreme Sound
regalia:
WristWatch
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Sadistic Sweetheart
Senior Member
WORK IN PROGESS
- KATERINA VILKEN
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Summary:
Katerina lived a sheltered life and ran away from home when she found out about the academy. When she arrived, she made friends with a girl named Solana. They were incredibly close and eventually started dating. They dated up until the Exams. They were selected to fight each other. Solana didn't put up much of a fight and let Kat beat her, telling her that it's okay the whole time and helping her give the final blow. And so, Kat ended up very reluctantly killing the girl she loved. For the next year, she constantly lashed out physically and spent extraordinarily long periods of time locked up in her room, either staring off into space or crying until she couldn't produce anymore tears. She refused any offers of memory wipes. After a long period of mourning, she got a good lectured yelled at her by a good friend and realized she was doing the opposite of what Solana would want her to do. Slowly but surely, she started getting out more and returning to her old, happier self. She put her efforts into getting stronger because she was given this second chance at life and had to make the most of it. Nowadays, Kat is a lot more conservative about how much she cares about people, but she's back to her rebellious, outspoken, hotheaded ways.
The long version:
- you are my sunshine, my only sunshine -
Katerina was born into a very traditional family, but also a very loving family. She was God's gift to her parents and they loved her with all their hearts. As a child, she was dressed in cutesy pink dresses with white gloves and bought dolls and stuffed animals as her toys. She was absolutely coddled all the time as a little girl. Her parents ran a little restaurant that was incredibly successful in their community and they always hoped that Kat would take over when she grew up. As a child, she had a great deal of friends from families that lived in the area. She felt that she was normal, aside from the weird marks on her hands. She didn't really know what they meant because her parents didn't tell her because they didn't want their beloved daughter going off to live a dangerous lifestyle. Unfortunately, things didn't exactly go as planned.
The first problem came when Kat was thirteen year old and her parents caught her kissing a girl from school. She was immediately pulled from school and her parents began homeschooling her and taking her to special church sessions for confused teenagers. She was closed off from most of the friends she used to have and spent the majority of her time at home. The only other place she really spent time was in the restaurant, working as a waitress since she turned out to be a horrible cook. That's where the second problem presented itself. A particularly odd customer came into their little restaurant for lunch and she walked over to his table, bringing with her a pitcher of water. When she set it down, the man at the table caught a glimpse of her palms. He recognized the Insignia and began asking her about it. When he found that she knew nothing about it, he explained what it meant and what she was. He gave her information about the academy and she talked to her parents about it that night. They threw a fit and told her that she was forbidden from leaving their home to go risk her life for some stupid power. She couldn't take the constant suffocation anymore. A week later, after stockpiling some supplies and letting things settle down and acting as if she was okay with it all, she ran away from home. Hitchiking and running all the way to the city was incredibly dangerous, but she was much happier being in danger than being suffocated.
- you make me happy when skies are gray -
Kat got the city in the knick of time, barely activating the Insignia before her fifteenth birthday. She started her education at the academy and met a cute girl a year or two older than her named Solana within the first year she was there. They became fast friends and the girl helped Kat with the adjustment. They spent all of their time together. Solana had the elemental power of fire and her Insignia was on her palms as well. They laughed together, they cried together, they studied together. They spent a year being friends. Then, on one day when they were parting ways to go to different classes, Solana kissed her before leaving. That brought up a lot of old feelings that Kat had spent most of her time trying to forget, mostly of her parents and the church sessions. So, she got scared and did what any scared person would do: she avoided the thing that scared her. However, Solana was more persistent than Kat had expected and her avoidance streak only lasted for a meager 24 hours. She snuck into Kat's room when she wasn't there and waited until Kat walked in. When she did, there was no escaping it. They were going to talk about it whether Kat liked it or not. So, the younger girl poured out all of her past sexuality problems. Being gay had been so terrifying before and she couldn't help but still feel scared now. Solana sat beside her and stroked her hair and told her that she was not messed up in any sense of the word; liking girls wasn't going to be the end of the world; liking girls wouldn't damn her to hell and if it did who wanted to believe in or worship a God that could be so cruel? After they had a that talk about Kat's past and feelings, Kat kissed Solana, who consequently spent the night and that was how their relationship started. And Kat couldn't have been happier.
- you'll never know dear, how much I love you -
Kat and Sol were at their happiest when they were together. Sure, they fought sometimes, but they always made up and compromised. Young love manifested itself in their relationship. They didn't constantly gush over each other and they had friends outside of their relationship, but they did all the little things. Kat made sure Sol's foods never touched each other when she got them dinner because she knew Sol hated it. Sol made sure to make her bed every morning in case Kat ended up spending the night since she had long ago learned that the brunette couldn't fall asleep on a bed that wasn't previously made. When Kat got cold, Sol warmed her up with her fire anima. Kat made Sol a necklace with a sun made of metal that she molded herself as a birthday present.
Everything went perfectly until the semester exam a year and a half after they started dating. Kat's entire world fell apart on that day. She hadn't expected in a million years that she would get paired to fight the exam against the girl she loved. What God could be that cruel? When they got into the ring, they hugged and Kat couldn't help but start to cry. One of them wasn't going to be leaving the ring. Solana hugged her close and told her that it would be fine. Over the announcement system, they were told that they would both lose if they didn't fight, so they tearfully separated and tried to fight, but it was so obviously halfhearted. Solana had fought in an Exam before and knew exactly how this was going to end. She easily outmatched Kat, but there was no way she was going to kill the girl. So, she made the decision that she was going to decide exactly how this was going to end: she chose to lose. When they were fighting hand-to-hand, she broke the news to Kat, who shook her head and told her there was no way she could possibly do it.
Solana talked her through it all as if she were just teaching Kat how to fix a computer problem. She stayed calm and supportive through the whole thing, but was very firm about what was going to go down. Kat was going to fashion a little bullet out of one of the metal pieces in the arena and shoot it straight through Solana's heart at the speed that a bullet would go. Making metal move quickly was usually a difficult thing for Kat, but since the distance was so short and the metal so small and light, she was capable of basically recreating a gunshot. With shaky hands, Katerina carefully fashioned a small bullet as she was told. The whole time, her girlfriend stroked her hair and whispered into her ear that it was okay, that it was okay, that it was okay. The younger girl carefully pressed the bullet against the girl's chest and Solana put her own hands over it. The older girl leaned in whispered for the final time that it was okay. Her last words were a quiet 'I love you' before she leaned in and kissed her girlfriend for a final time, applying pressure with her hands to signal that it was time. Through tears and heartbreak, Kat kissed her back and responded accordingly.
- please don't take my sunshine away-
Kat spent the next few months in an extreme depression. She rarely slept or ate or left her room. When she did leave, she was never really present in the moment, she was just staring off into space. When Solana's room got cleared out, they put all her things in a cardboard box and gave it to Kat. She put the box in her closet and that's where it has stayed till this day. Nothing felt real. Nothing had any meaning. She was offered memory wipes but she always refused them. Denying what happened meant denying Solana's sacrifice and she couldn't do that. She didn't care about other people and she didn't care about herself for this time. However, after getting over the shock of it, which took about five months, she had a realization. Wiping the memories was denying Solana's sacrifice, but so was staying locked up in her room all the time. So, she started gradually getting out more. She started reconnecting with friends. She went back to training. Unfortunately, things were very different. She wasn't as expressive. Her happy smiles were always incredibly forced and felt like a chore. She got into fights because she got mad too easily. Four months into this experiment into getting back into normal life, she started doing things that could be labelled as a downward spiral. She started going to school parties, where she'd drink, or try things that were less than legal, or hook up with any boy there. She refused to touch girls during this period. She got drunk more often than not. It was a coping mechanism. Hey, at least now she was getting out of her room. This period lasted for about three months. Her friends could tell that she still wasn't okay. At the year mark, she got the lecture of the decade. A good friend of hers was sick and tired of how poorly she was dealing with it all. The thing that struck her in this lecture was when they told her that Solana didn't die so she could live some shitty half-assed life; Solana wouldn't want her to be going through some downward spiral; Solana died so that she had a second chance at having a happy life and she would be profoundly disappointed if she saw how Kat was wasting it. This was the reality check she needed. This was the reality check that pushed her out of her bad habits.
So, Katerina turned all her energies towards improving herself, for Sol's sake if not her own. She stopped her partying and went back to training and trying hard in her classes. She started really coming back. Smiles weren't are forced. Hanging out with her friends stopped feeling like a chore. She could finally talk about Solana without disappearing into a puddle of tears. She got a tattoo to mark her total turn around. She doesn't cry as much when she's alone. She even flirts with girls sometimes. It's been about six months since her total turn around. It's been a year and six months since Solana's death. Kat has been slowly but surely coming back to the world.
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I WISH- - basic info -
Name:
Katerina Vilken
*Nicknames:
- Kat; general friends
- Rina; good friends
- Vilk; anyone
Age:
Nineteen (19).
Position:
Pandora Vice President.
Gender:
Female.
Sexuality:
Bisexual, with a stronger lean towards girls.
- - basic info -
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WHAT DIDN'T
- get deeper -
Appearance:
Kat stands at five feet, seven inches. She has an olive complexion, on oval face, and dark brown eyes, accentuated with long eyelashes. She has long, brown hair that can often be found in a ponytail for practical reasons. Her body gives the illusion that she isn't particularly strong because of it's slim build and average curves. However, that's far from the truth. She has a good amount of physical strength even if she doesn't have the biggest muscles to show for it.
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KILL ME
- who are you? -
Personality:
Kat resembles fire. She can spin out of control with ease; she's dangerous; and it's usually a bad idea to get too close to her. Maybe that's why she has the ability to work with metal. Like most Pandora members, she's rebellious, doesn't like people having power over her, and causes chaos. The fiery girl has a terrible habit of getting into fights because of an inability to swallow her pride or keep her mouth shut. She's one cup hot-headed, three tablespoons stubborn, a liter of competitive, and a dash impulsive- a recipe for disaster. This walking mess of a girl can be pretty cocky, but it isn't an unfounded cockiness, she has the actions to back it up. Kat enjoys adventures and companionship and most of all taking risks, but doesn't have many friends to do adventurous, risky things with. She doesn't want to get too close to anyone just in case she loses them. She has learned from her mistakes. Her friends are few and far. She limits the number of people she cares about, but the ones she has chosen to care about she cares about incredibly deeply. She's loyal until death and works well with people she likes.
Likes:
⎒ alcohol; kat is no stranger to alcohol. she loves the feeling of not being sober because it takes her away from all her pain and problems for a little while and helps her loosen up and/or have some fun.
⎒ fighting; this girl has a lot of pent up aggression and has channeled a lot of it into working on her fighting skills. she's never afraid to get into a fight because, even if she gets hit, at least it'll let her feel something.
⎒ challenges; whether its school, battles, or even people, she loves a challenge. she especially loves showing her skills off in front other people and challenges allow her to do that.
Dislikes:
⎒ commitment; she's terrified of real, committed, romantic relationships. if her last one taught her anything, it's that there's always the chance that the person she loves will be taken away. she has a lot of casual hook ups, but she refuses to have anything serious.
⎒ not understanding things; kat absolutely hates it when other people know things that she doesn't or when she can't wrap her head around things. the same goes to school or, hell, even puzzles. if something doesn't make sense to her, she can't stop thinking about it until she makes sense of it.
⎒ boring people; kat would much rather spend time with someone she hates than someone without a personality. she finds spending time with quiet or shy people to be tiring. she doesn't have the time or energy to try to get people out of their shells.
Trivia:
- She has a tattoo on her ribcage that was done by another Pandora member. It says sunshine.
- She loves watching garbage tv. That means gameshows, drama shows, basically anything you would see on MTV.
- She's a very skilled piano player, but doesn't play much anymore, so most people don't know.
- She can't fall asleep on a bed that wasn't previously made.
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HAD.
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Affiliation:
Pandora.
Insignia:
On the palms of her hands.
Anima:
Elemental: Metal Manipulation.
In her hands, metal is as easy to work with as dough. She can't do much with regular dirt unless there's an ore underneath. Because of this, she wears metal bracelets that snake around her arms; they're light and easy to wear to her, but on the average person would feel rather heavy. In addition to that, she has one tooth in the back of her mouth that's been covered in silver, just in case she's put in a situation where she has no access to anything else. She can easily change the form of metal objects, making them shorter/longer, sharper/duller, more/less compact, curved/flat, etc.
Weakness:
- Lightning; obviously, metal conducts electricity. so, if she's holding metal and gets hit by lightning, it goes straight through the metal and into her with just as much force as if she'd gotten hit directly.
- Size/Distance; the larger the metal she's trying to control, the more energy it requires. The same goes for how far away the metal is.
- Location; Her power isn't particularly helpful if she isn't around metal. That's why she tries to always carry around metal.
Regalia:
Kat considers her choice of regalia to be a smart one. She imprinted on her earrings. They're small and always in her ears, so the chance of getting them taken away from her is incredibly slim.
WORK IN PROGESS
- MALACHAI WALKER
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Summary:
Malachai grew up in a well off family that seemed perfect. Under that perfect exterior, however, the family was very messy. His parents were estranged because his father constantly cheats on his mother, but his mother doesn't have plans on leaving because it would ruin her life. His Insignia was activated when he was 13 and it allowed him to make people start liking each other. The first thing he tried to do was get his parents to like each other. This didn't work because he wasn't able to force true love. At fifteen, he dated a girl named Sarah and things went perfectly. In fact, it was weird how well things went. He soon realized that things were perfect because he was subconsciously using his anima on her. They broke up and he was heartbroken. He began to doubt that anyone loved him because it could all be a trick of his anima. At sixteen, he joined the academy, where he learned how to control his power. He had one rule for his time at the academy: he wasn't going to get his heart broken. Now, at nineteen, though he might be considered a player or the Syndicate Slut, he has not broken that one rule and is very happy with how things are going for him.
The long version:
- total heartbreaks: 0 -
Malachai was born into a family that was better off than most. His father was a merchant who traveled and sold luxury goods around different regions. Most of the time, his mother would be left alone with her children while his father went on these business trips. On the surface, they were really just a perfect family. Malachai had an older brother who was both athletic and incredibly intelligent. His mother was a pretty, sociable woman who made friends with all of their neighbors. His father was good at what he did and got along well with most of the city because of his philanthropy, which often took the form of lending money to people in need or donating money to schools or hospitals in the area; Malachai had distinct memories of people always saying hello to him and asking him about his father when he went out into the city. As a child, Kai was incredibly polite and well mannered, never getting into fights or causing trouble. They were remarkably talented at keeping up their facade- everyone saw them as a perfect family.
Of course, at the end of the day, that's just what it was: a facade. His brother couldn't keep up with all the expectations of maintaining perfect grades and being a star athlete, so he started popping anxiety pills. Throughout his childhood, Malachai had seen his brother need to get his stomach pumped twice because of accidental overdoses. His parents' marriage was an absolute wreck. When his father left on his business trips, he'd cheat on his wife without a second thought. He would have sex with women he met in different regions and accidentally knocked up a couple. He sends them money every month. This was all a secret until his wife started noticing that money was disappearing like clockwork to the same places every month. When she confronted him about it, he didn't even try to lie. He just told her what he was doing and that he wasn't going to stop. He knew very well that she had no resources of her own, no education, and no real skills. If she left him, she'd be leaving her lavish lifestyle to live in poverty. So, she stayed. They sleep in separate beds and only talk when it's necessary. This happened when Malachai was ten years old. He didn't understand much of what was going on, only that his parents didn't seem to love each other anymore.
When he was thirteen years old, his got his Insignia activated. He was sort of confused at first as to what his power was, but over time he made a realization: if he concentrated hard enough, he could make people start talking to each other? He tried it on a few of his friends so he could figure out what he was doing and they told him what happened. He could make people start liking each other. He got a fantastic idea: if he could make people like each other, he could make his parents like each other again! It was the sort of naive idea that you'd expected out of a 13 year old boy who doesn't understand why his parents fight so much and don't even smile at each other anymore. The first obstacle was that his parents tried not to be in the same room and his father was gone often. So, being a stupid teenage boy, he did the one thing that would surely get them in the same room: he got hurt. On a day when his father was home, he climbed a tree and jumped off of it, resulting in several scrapes and a broken arm. His parents took him to the hospital to get him bandaged up. On the way home, while they were in the car, Kai concentrated very hard on them and activated his anima. His heart soared when his parents started talking to each other. It was a slow, casual conversation. He even heard his mother laugh at something his father said. It was a miracle! He wholeheartedly believed that this meant he could get his parents to fall back in love. He was heartbroken when he found that, if he left his parents alone for an hour, they went back to how they normally acted. He tried multiple times after that and was met with the same result; when he stopped, they stopped. The disappointment was heavy on the young boy who wanted nothing more than a normal family. He eventually accepted that he couldn't create true love, only superficial attraction.
- total heartbreaks: 1 -
When Malachai was fifteen, he met a girl named Sarah. She was the first girl he really liked. She made him laugh, she was easy to get along with, she took risks and roped him into her little adventures. She was one of the few kids at his highschool that he hung out with. All the people he knew were normal; none of them had an anima. He had one year left to spend with them before his parents sent him to the academy. After several pep talks from his male friends and a lot of tips from his female friends, Kai asked Sarah out on a date- and she said yes! He was excited to have his first serious girlfriend. They went on their first date, which was as perfect as those in the movies. He took her out to dinner, they had some laughs and ate delicious food, and, when he took her back to her house, he kissed her on the porch before saying goodnight. It was the most cliche first date in the entire world, but he couldn't have been happier.
Their relationship continued and Malachai never got tired of her. She was everything he wanted. For their six month anniversary, he took her out to a lavish dinner date and took her back to his empty house at the end of it. He told her he loved her, because he really felt that he did, and she told him that she loved him too; he kissed her and things escalated and they ended up having sex that night. Once again, it was something you would see on a cheesy movie, but it was happening in his real life. He thought he was just incredibly lucky to have found someone that he loved at such a young age. Around their nine month anniversary, he began wondering how things were so perfect. They hadn't fought- not even once! Not even about something trivial, like whether they were going to have Italian or Indian food for dinner or what music genre was better. That was weird- right? The couples he knew fought sometimes and it was normal. Additionally, she never did things that annoyed him- not even accidentally. He couldn't think of a single time she'd done something that he didn't like. All the other couples had something that their partner did that drove them crazy, but they didn't. What were the odds that they were perfect for each other? He started wondering how this was all possible. One day, when they were eating lunch together, it hit him. Could it be possible that, without meaning to, he was using his anima on her? He tried testing out this theory. He did things that he knew she didn't like, such as being late to events and playing country music in the car. To his surprise- she did nothing! In fact, she even sang along to the country music. Before they started dating, she always changed songs when country music came up because she hated it, it was something they had in common. Or, at least, they used to. The next step was to see what would happen if he tried to stop the anima. So, he invited her over to his house to watch a movie while his parents were out. With a deep concentration, Kai worked on reigning the power back in, though he hadn't really let it out in the first place. When he did, there was a momentary confusion in his girlfriend's eyes. After about an hour, the mood of the room shifted into an awkward one. Instead of cuddling up next to him, she leaned onto the opposite side of the couch and didn't spend much time talking to him during the film. When it was over, she said she had to leave because her mother wanted her home by the nine, which was conveniently a few minutes away. She left with an awkward goodbye. This was Malachai's second heartbreak in his life. He realized that his entire relationship was based on his anima. A week later, he and Sarah came to the mutual agreement to end their relationship. He didn't tell her that he had subconsciously used his anima on her. Instead, he let her believe that they had just drifted apart and that things weren't the same anymore. The girl he loved didn't really love him. He had warped her mind to make her love him. Did anyone actually love him then? Or was it all just a trick of his anima? He descended into a sort of sad state where he doubted every friendship and relationship he had because, for all he knew, it wasn't real. How pathetic was it that he had to trick people into loving him? Sure, he hadn't done it on purpose, but it had happened anyway.
- total heartbreaks: 2 -
Malachai didn't have to spend much time mourning his relationship because he was sent to the academy soon after. At the academy, he decided on one key thing: he wasn't going to go through another heartbreak. The first step he took towards this was to learn how to use his power. He paid attention in his classes and spent a good portion of his free time training and trying to figure out how to use his power. After about a year of training, he had a good grasp on it. It all had to do with concentration and intent. He joined Syndicate after that year. He felt that he fit in fairly well with the people there. Sure, a lot of them were incredibly serious and not trustworthy, but there were also a lot of them that were strong and interesting and didn't mind having a conversation with him. Plus, he thought that Syndicate had the best looking group of students out of the three alliances. A few months after he joined Syndicate, he started acquiring a reputation of sorts. Out of the Syndicates, he was probably the one that brought the most people back to his room at nights. Malachai hooked up with a lot of people. He was very particular about it though. He made sure that the people he slept with were not affected by his anima when it came to making the decision to sleep with him. That just seemed wrong. And, considering the number of people who stayed, it seemed that he didn't really need the anima in order to get laid. He never started a relationship with anyone he slept with, aside from a couple friends with benefits. He made it clear that he didn't want anything but sex from those people. He didn't want to break any hearts and he didn't want his own broken.
Now, at age nineteen, Malachai's been at the academy for about three years. He has fantastic control over his powers now. Unless he's very emotional, his anima doesn't subconsciously seep out. However, he still has that little voice inside his head that says 'what if no one really likes you? what if it's all just the anima?' He hasn't had a serious romantic relationship with anyone at the school yet, and he's keen on keeping it that way. He continues to flirt with just about everyone. People who don't like him often refer to him as the Syndicate Slut, but he doesn't pay much attention to them. Because he can get people to start liking each other, people also like to call him Cupid, but he doesn't like this nickname very much- who really wants to be compared to a love god that looks like a baby, wears a diaper, and shoots arrows? Because of this, he made sure he never trained with arrows for combat. He's made a good few friends and has very much enjoyed his time. He's one of the lucky ones that has yet to be chosen to fight an exam. He doesn't have any high minded aspirations like becoming a prefect or president or one of the elites; he's content with just being the average member.
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THE HEART
- basic info -
Name:
Malachai Walker.
*Nicknames:
- Kai; friends in general
- Cupid; it's annoying, but he gets it.
- Walker: general population
Age:
Nineteen (19).
Position:
Student.
Gender:
Male.
Sexuality:
Undecided. He just sort of flirts with everyone without thinking too hard about it. He has a vague general leaning more towards girls.
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WAS MADE
- get deeper -
Appearance:
Malachai is often considered a very conventionally attractive guy. He stands at approximately six feet tall and has a somewhat muscular build, putting him at a halfway point between skinny and bodybuilder. He likes having a decent amount of strength because his anima isn't a physical one. Kai has brown hair that he generally styles upwards, and brown eyes to match. His skin tone is neither fair nor olive. He has a decently strong jawline and higher than average cheekbones. He could grow facial hair if he wanted to, but prefers a clean looking face rather than a rugged one.
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TO BE
- who are you? -
Personality:
All it takes is one look at Malachai to have an understanding of who he is. He just has an air of 'player' to him. He enjoys playing games with people, whether it's through his anima or just regular flirting. He never really commits to much of anything. The anima, however, makes manipulation like a reflex to Kai. He often forgets that it's not really okay to mess with people's heads and just makes them do what he wants without so much as a second thought. The nineteen year old considers himself calm, cool, and collected in most situations. He works well with pressure and it takes a lot to get him to freak out about something, so he often acts as a rock for other people. He's very sociable and likes getting to know people. However, he acts as if every relationship, physical or otherwise, he enters is just for his own selfish reasons and that he doesn't care about other people, aside from a few friends, but that's more of a coping mechanism than anything else. Kai will get what he wants through any means necessary; morality often goes out the window. At the end of the day, he just tells himself that he is the most important person to himself and that he should be his top priority, not someone else.
Likes:
Ѧ chocolates; it doesn't help him when he's trying to decrease his cupid reputation, but he can't help but be a fan of the sweet treat. he is, however, a total elitist when it comes to chocolate and doesn't bother with low quality chocolate because he knows what good chocolate is.
Ѧ cats; they are, by far, his favorite animal. dogs are too loud and messy for his tastes. c
Ѧ foreign languages; there are very few things more attractive to him than someone who can speak multiple languages. not only does it sound beautiful, but it's classy and showcases intelligence and a cultured spirit.
Dislikes:
Ѧ meat, generally; though he will eat meat for its protein, he isn't a big fan of it. the idea of eating a dead animal isn't particularly appealing to him. he doesn't go so far as becoming a vegetarian because, in the end, he will eat meat for the benefits.
Ѧ children; it's not that he just hates kids and sunshine and happiness, but little kids, especially babies, are just so messy and obnoxious and overall kinda gross. he isn't a fan of all of that.
Ѧ turtles; okay, hear him out here. turtles just look kinda weird man. and their shells make them look like rocks. he could step on a turtle if he wasn't careful. they could be anywhere!
Ѧ messes; messy situations, messy rooms, messy people- he isn't a fan of any of it. he is a big fan of organization and clean things. he gets really irritated really fast when he spends time around people who are too emotional.
Trivia:
- He's had a LOT of relationships in his life, but none of them were based on commitment, they were more of friends-with-benefits sorts of deals, and none really lasted more than six months.
- He's allergic to shellfish, which is fine because they don't seem very appetizing anyway.
- He can speak three languages.
- He knows all the shuffling tricks when it comes to cards and considers himself to be a very good player.
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BROKEN.
- story specific -
Affiliation:
Syndicate.
Insignia:
It's right over where his heart is on the left side of his chest.
Anima:
Infatuation manipulation; True love is something off limits, but general attraction and infatuation is fair game to Malachai. He acts as a sort of cupid in a sense. He can control how attracted people are to one another, he can create little crushes, and he can get people all hot and bothered. If using it to make someone attracted to him, he can make them more susceptible to suggestions. It's not like mind control, but rather the person is into him and wants to get him to like them so they agree with him or do what he wants them to do, but this takes more energy and if they go too far from him or dont see him for too long is wears off. The way this helps in battle is that by increasing infatuation levels he can hurt his opponent's ability to focus or concentrate. In addition to that, it makes people want to fight him less because who really wants to fight someone they have a thing for?
*As a general note, he cannot change sexualities or anything like that, but he can make people seem more likable. If he were charming a lesbian, she wouldn't be attracted to him, but rather would find him more likable as a person and more likely to agree with him/follow him.
Weakness:
- the sexuality problem
- obviously it's not true love and can't beat true love
- it wears off after an hour or two of him stopping.
- the further the person physically is from him, the less of an effect it has.
- the stronger the attraction, the more energy it takes.
- it can be overcome by strong focus if the person knows that he's the reason it's happening.
Regalia:
A necklace with a cross charm.
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New Member
name: Mikaelis Leonard
age: 19
position: Student (thriving for a Elite title to allow him special access to certain areas)
gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Lore:
The Leonardus Corp was a organization focused on developing weapons for special task force in the army to defend the nation. The company stands even taller after the atrocious war, many nations begin to ask the Leonardus group to create more utilities for them to use. Having a company that deals dangerous items, Annen Leonardus, the founder and CEO of the Leonardus Corp, always keep his family's identity under the shadows. Having two Children running around in the house is enough entertainment for him. His oldest son, Mika, always tend to protect his little sister Alicia.
Alicia is a crybaby that always rely on her older sibling, seeing Mika as a patreon of Hero in her eyes. That being said, Mika always tries his best to become what his little sister wants, and always says "Dont worry, im here", every storm in his house, a blackout, whenever the girl cries, that hero will be there, being the figure of a brother and that of a mother.
As time goes by, the war, continues. The company got a hard time dealing with demands of Leaders from different factions, to kill each other in the war full of blood. Annen forced to keep his family inside their house, not allowing them to go out. But the 15 years old son, hates the idea of locking him and his sister inside a palace, and made a harsh statement to his father. The old hard working man doesnt even have any energy left to deal with this kid, and simply says ''You wont understand, you are just a child'' This sentence, Mika resent this idea of him being an innocent incapable child, outrages him everytime he heard that, and goes straight to his room. and at the same time, his sister always knocks his door, trying to be with him. Mika will always sit by the wall, beside the giant Pendulum clock, given by his late mother as a memory of the wedding. Mika will always lose to his sister, and finally opens his door, and feels guilt every time seeing his sister cries because of the fight he had with his father.
One day, he had enough, he had enough being a caged bird, and wanted to know what happen outside, which is the war. The butlers and soldiers weren't enough to stop the rebellious boy from escaping the house. but he made one mistake, he forgot to lock the door. His sister drops her doll when seeing Mika about to jump down from the window. "Take me with you" Says the little girl, wanting to be together with her hero. As an older brother, he knows this is wrong, and not wanting his Father to nag her like he does to him. "I will be back, im just going out to to fix Mom's Pendulum clock." the girl loves the clock, because it always reminds her of Mother, and quickly agress, and forgot the idea of coming along. And there goes, the boy, to the woods, about to feel his first freedom after 10 years.
But the sight he sees made him think, that he should've obeyed his father, as he only see bodies covered in dirt, sounds of bullet's crackling on the ground, and death upon his eyes, and the the explosions came. The explosion, the sound, the heat, made even the heroic child to shed some tears from fear, and the words he just heard seconds after the exploding hill. "The Gate has been breached! The Leonards are in danger! i repe..." The boy cant hear more of the radio from a fellow soldier, the shock made him lost his sight for a second, and then proceed to dash to the mansion to tell his father.
But what he sees, are what is in his mind, after seeing the bomb's fire hit a certain area. He is right, his obnoxious feeling were right, the bomb doesnt hit just any ground, it hits the cage that he is locked. He runs toward the fire, but the second explosion made him flew away, as hot as it is, he keeps trying to go in, trying to find the girl. But a giant hand took him up to the air, as the soldiers trying to clear the area, and puts out the fire. "Alicia", he keeps shouting the name to the captain that tries to held him back from running towards the bursting fires, the tears in his eyes can never reach and stop the fires, but indeed are heavier than anything this world can make.
As the fire goes off after 3 hours, Mikail dashes to the house to find his sister. As futile as the situation has given, he found everything destroyed except the Pendulum clock in his room, broken, but the only thing that doesnt turn into ash, but whats inside. Alicia is his world, and the gods took her from him, as he sees the little hand holding the glass, and as he opened the glass, scratch marks on the woods, implying that she is trying to escape from the glass door after the fire breaks down. This made him losses his footing, and the first time he makes a shout loud enough for the Captain to know where the meddling kid goes, by the word ''Alicia". This time the boy doesnt fight back when the soldiers escort him to the Medics camp, because he lost, he doesnt have anything to fight for, his world has darken, chanting his sister name, slowly, and passes out in the camp due to dehydration. The soldiers doesnt have any choice but to take him to the Army's Faculty office, and let the boy rest, let the hero rest as he fought far too long.
As the prince wake up, Seeing the Captain of the squad with him, gives him the item he keeps holding after the fire, a broken, rusted, Pendulum gear, making it a symbol of his guilt, his fear, and also, his new beginning. The boy was comforted by the team of soldiers, and was told that his family relatives will come to pick him up,but he refuses, as he doesnt want to be a caged bird anymore, he wanted to be an eagle instead, the once who hunt. The captain sees a crippling rock, but found something bright inside of it, making the kids his own soldier in training, a training for special people only, and this marks a new beginning of agent of vengeance. "This time, i will make it."
Personality: locks away feelings from others, but always try to talk but fails everytime, only trusts someone he knows very well, a really cheerful boy inside. Ruthless, sharp, cunning, and also smart in analysis, but sometimes underestimates certain conditions .Has a cool head even in dire situations. Always ready his weapons perfectly in every mission, not wanting any mistake in his plan, but forgot stuffs everytime. Always thinks that he always make a non perfect result in his mission, and always blaming himself. After going away fro the army, he always find a quiet place to do everything, but every now and then, tends to travel and tries to bond with more people, and failed miserably. Sensitive in family problems, but never shows it to anybody.
Appearance: Dark navy blue hair, brown eyes, only wears black in his hunting mission, thinking it as a necessary outfit although he is not fond of the comor black. Likes Colorful casual outfits especially white. Always wear long pants because he likes it, and has a pink rabbit jacket, the last gift from his sister. Always love his nocturnal glasses that made him see in the dark, but brings it everywhere even at daylight.
Likes: -Reading books and any Information
- Loves 17s music, preferably Classic musics such as Beethoven's Sonata No.2 in A, OP.2, the Moonlight Sonata
- Eats much, and hates tomatoes
Dislikes: -Anyone disturbs him whenever he is focused on a certain report.
- Treated as a kid
Trivia:Tends to play with his items in his free time, and read information about his next mission where he is deployed. Trust more in men's word, and hates clingy woman, because of his awkwardness in front of woman. Barely complains about work, and always gets the job done. Always had a photo of his sister inside his jacket. Always wear black when going out, but has White as his favorite color. He wants to make friends but doesnt have the courage to do so, made himself keep secrets to himself. Weak againts younger girls
Affiliation: Genesis
Insignia: In his Chest.
Anima: Enhanced Full-Body Acceleration
Weakness: (Until his realization of his full potential) Body-toll limitation, Fast close range enemies.
Regalia: Rusted Broken Pendulum Gear.
Initiated
age: 19
position: Student (thriving for a Elite title to allow him special access to certain areas)
gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Lore:
The Leonardus Corp was a organization focused on developing weapons for special task force in the army to defend the nation. The company stands even taller after the atrocious war, many nations begin to ask the Leonardus group to create more utilities for them to use. Having a company that deals dangerous items, Annen Leonardus, the founder and CEO of the Leonardus Corp, always keep his family's identity under the shadows. Having two Children running around in the house is enough entertainment for him. His oldest son, Mika, always tend to protect his little sister Alicia.
Alicia is a crybaby that always rely on her older sibling, seeing Mika as a patreon of Hero in her eyes. That being said, Mika always tries his best to become what his little sister wants, and always says "Dont worry, im here", every storm in his house, a blackout, whenever the girl cries, that hero will be there, being the figure of a brother and that of a mother.
As time goes by, the war, continues. The company got a hard time dealing with demands of Leaders from different factions, to kill each other in the war full of blood. Annen forced to keep his family inside their house, not allowing them to go out. But the 15 years old son, hates the idea of locking him and his sister inside a palace, and made a harsh statement to his father. The old hard working man doesnt even have any energy left to deal with this kid, and simply says ''You wont understand, you are just a child'' This sentence, Mika resent this idea of him being an innocent incapable child, outrages him everytime he heard that, and goes straight to his room. and at the same time, his sister always knocks his door, trying to be with him. Mika will always sit by the wall, beside the giant Pendulum clock, given by his late mother as a memory of the wedding. Mika will always lose to his sister, and finally opens his door, and feels guilt every time seeing his sister cries because of the fight he had with his father.
One day, he had enough, he had enough being a caged bird, and wanted to know what happen outside, which is the war. The butlers and soldiers weren't enough to stop the rebellious boy from escaping the house. but he made one mistake, he forgot to lock the door. His sister drops her doll when seeing Mika about to jump down from the window. "Take me with you" Says the little girl, wanting to be together with her hero. As an older brother, he knows this is wrong, and not wanting his Father to nag her like he does to him. "I will be back, im just going out to to fix Mom's Pendulum clock." the girl loves the clock, because it always reminds her of Mother, and quickly agress, and forgot the idea of coming along. And there goes, the boy, to the woods, about to feel his first freedom after 10 years.
But the sight he sees made him think, that he should've obeyed his father, as he only see bodies covered in dirt, sounds of bullet's crackling on the ground, and death upon his eyes, and the the explosions came. The explosion, the sound, the heat, made even the heroic child to shed some tears from fear, and the words he just heard seconds after the exploding hill. "The Gate has been breached! The Leonards are in danger! i repe..." The boy cant hear more of the radio from a fellow soldier, the shock made him lost his sight for a second, and then proceed to dash to the mansion to tell his father.
But what he sees, are what is in his mind, after seeing the bomb's fire hit a certain area. He is right, his obnoxious feeling were right, the bomb doesnt hit just any ground, it hits the cage that he is locked. He runs toward the fire, but the second explosion made him flew away, as hot as it is, he keeps trying to go in, trying to find the girl. But a giant hand took him up to the air, as the soldiers trying to clear the area, and puts out the fire. "Alicia", he keeps shouting the name to the captain that tries to held him back from running towards the bursting fires, the tears in his eyes can never reach and stop the fires, but indeed are heavier than anything this world can make.
As the fire goes off after 3 hours, Mikail dashes to the house to find his sister. As futile as the situation has given, he found everything destroyed except the Pendulum clock in his room, broken, but the only thing that doesnt turn into ash, but whats inside. Alicia is his world, and the gods took her from him, as he sees the little hand holding the glass, and as he opened the glass, scratch marks on the woods, implying that she is trying to escape from the glass door after the fire breaks down. This made him losses his footing, and the first time he makes a shout loud enough for the Captain to know where the meddling kid goes, by the word ''Alicia". This time the boy doesnt fight back when the soldiers escort him to the Medics camp, because he lost, he doesnt have anything to fight for, his world has darken, chanting his sister name, slowly, and passes out in the camp due to dehydration. The soldiers doesnt have any choice but to take him to the Army's Faculty office, and let the boy rest, let the hero rest as he fought far too long.
As the prince wake up, Seeing the Captain of the squad with him, gives him the item he keeps holding after the fire, a broken, rusted, Pendulum gear, making it a symbol of his guilt, his fear, and also, his new beginning. The boy was comforted by the team of soldiers, and was told that his family relatives will come to pick him up,but he refuses, as he doesnt want to be a caged bird anymore, he wanted to be an eagle instead, the once who hunt. The captain sees a crippling rock, but found something bright inside of it, making the kids his own soldier in training, a training for special people only, and this marks a new beginning of agent of vengeance. "This time, i will make it."
Personality: locks away feelings from others, but always try to talk but fails everytime, only trusts someone he knows very well, a really cheerful boy inside. Ruthless, sharp, cunning, and also smart in analysis, but sometimes underestimates certain conditions .Has a cool head even in dire situations. Always ready his weapons perfectly in every mission, not wanting any mistake in his plan, but forgot stuffs everytime. Always thinks that he always make a non perfect result in his mission, and always blaming himself. After going away fro the army, he always find a quiet place to do everything, but every now and then, tends to travel and tries to bond with more people, and failed miserably. Sensitive in family problems, but never shows it to anybody.
Appearance: Dark navy blue hair, brown eyes, only wears black in his hunting mission, thinking it as a necessary outfit although he is not fond of the comor black. Likes Colorful casual outfits especially white. Always wear long pants because he likes it, and has a pink rabbit jacket, the last gift from his sister. Always love his nocturnal glasses that made him see in the dark, but brings it everywhere even at daylight.
Likes: -Reading books and any Information
- Loves 17s music, preferably Classic musics such as Beethoven's Sonata No.2 in A, OP.2, the Moonlight Sonata
- Eats much, and hates tomatoes
Dislikes: -Anyone disturbs him whenever he is focused on a certain report.
- Treated as a kid
Trivia:Tends to play with his items in his free time, and read information about his next mission where he is deployed. Trust more in men's word, and hates clingy woman, because of his awkwardness in front of woman. Barely complains about work, and always gets the job done. Always had a photo of his sister inside his jacket. Always wear black when going out, but has White as his favorite color. He wants to make friends but doesnt have the courage to do so, made himself keep secrets to himself. Weak againts younger girls
Affiliation: Genesis
Insignia: In his Chest.
Anima: Enhanced Full-Body Acceleration
Weakness: (Until his realization of his full potential) Body-toll limitation, Fast close range enemies.
Regalia: Rusted Broken Pendulum Gear.
Initiated
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Lady of the Hoppy Flop Doggos
Initiated.
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Creator Of My Own Twisted World
Ajax {initiated}
“You can find Ajax lounging on a large tree branch, watching people do random activities or things he wishes he could unsee.”
“If he smirks at you, don’t worry, don’t panic, it’s a sign of affection.”
“Ajax has a magical ability to space out while maintaining engagement at the most convenient time ie. when someone starts to bore him.”
“He tends to drum everything from his foot to his knuckles and fingers. It’s more of a habit than a sign of impatience.”
“Ajax habitually uses his tonfa as drumsticks and pointers.”
“Believe it or not, you fucker may be a term of endearment.”
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Aj
age; 19
position; President
gender; Male
sexuality; Bisexual
ax
affiliation; Syndicate
insignia; His right wrist
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Personality;How would someone first describe Ajax? He’s like dark bitter coffee. His personality is strong and disconcerting at first but you’ll eventually get used to it. And if you don’t? Well let’s just hope you’re not part of the Syndicate because it’s going to be a long few years. Ajax is never the type to use flowery language, if you suck, there won’t be imagery and euphemisms trying to butter you up with words like, “That wasn’t too terrible” or even “Nice job! Everyone’s a winner! Hurray!” You can always count on Ajax to slam a knife straight into the heart because pardon his french but know if you fucked up, a roll of eyes will accompany the saying “that was just fucking horrendous.” A man whose belief is known to be black or white, there’s no excuses for any grey areas which means once someone falls out of his favor, they’ll forever remain that way. His forgiving nature is nonexistent and he’s not interested in second chances.
Difficult to anger and even a bigger challenge to please, nothing seems to faze this man. He spends his time at his own leisure, never really rushed to do anything and almost late to every single meeting. While he has his own personal motives, he isn’t the type to divulge or convey his thoughts. He’s a walking (or sleeping) mystery, liking to spend his time either with books or comfortably napping in a hammock. Furthermore, Ajax is a terrible listener, the type to interject with “are you quite done yet?” or even “what a waste of time” thus his circle of friends have become more and more limited over the years. His actions, however, never matched his words for he’ll actually stay the whole time if one really really needs his attention and god forbid, his advice (I’m talking about pure desperation here). Ajax also is the type to do things for someone without taking credit and actually gets slightly embarrassed if he’s ever placed in an unexpected situation where attention is solely on him. A dedicated strategic planner by trade, he’s devious and ruthless enough to have no second thoughts to manipulate someone to do his bidding.
However plagued with flaws and obstinacy, Ajax isn’t a complete introvert. If it’s a conversation worth having, he’ll be there and he’ll participate. If anyone miraculously pique his interest, they’ll find him more talkative and assertive rather than his usual apathetic self. He’s nowhere near confrontational liking to mind his own business and won’t bother others if they stay the hell out of his way. He believes in the jargon, ‘corvus oculum corvi non eruit’ which conveys honor among thieves. He demands absolute respect and solidarity within his affiliation regardless of their background or personality. Ajax doesn't like doing mediocre work, often will delegate things to other members. Often seen as lazy, he likes to call it being smart. He isn’t an emotionless asshole, sure he cares but is just really shitty at showing it but his friends learned to live without his positive reinforcement. But remember, he’s not there to be one's best friend and he most likely really doesn't care.
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Let the rain wash away -
Appearance;
With cropped messy bleached platinum blonde hair being his trademark, if you see Ajax, it’s best to run or walk the other way (ha, I kid). With a permanently disinterested face on all the time, he stands at a height of 6’2 and uses his height as a way of avoid pests. While he isn’t completely bulked up with muscles, Ajax is toned and agile, not liking the weight of muscle to hold him back or making him completely inflexible. His cerulean hues reflect the endless depth of the ocean and is further enhanced by his pale complexion. He easily burns under the sun and his cheeks are almost always a light shade of red to his annoyance. Ajax brows are arched and sharp accentuating his thick long lashes. His jawline is sharp causing his mother to joke that he could kill someone with just his jaw alone. He has a tall pointy noise paired with full pale lips.
While Ajax has slender fingers, they are calloused due to hard physical work when he was younger. His outfits vary but due to his sensitivity to the cold, he’ll always be seen wearing a jacket of some sort and jeans. He’s always seen with a pair of fingerless leather gloves, not as a fashion statement, but he’s just cold. Oddly enough, he prefers winter to summer. He has eight ear piercings total, four on each side. Each earring represents something that he holds dear or finds intriguing.
Biography;
“I’d tell you but then I’d have to kill you.”
While there is little to be known about Ajax as you’ll never hear him mention about his family, ever, we do know that he only goes by Ajax. His last name and most of his past remains unspoken but if one is close enough, one will know that Ajax mentions the name Ceres rather often. However, it is common knowledge that Ajax was born into a family of commoners in the Tref region. He attended Requiem when given the opportunity and never bothered to mention about events before the academy.
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all the memories of yesterday -
MISC
likes:
Sleep; He’s almost like a cat, liking to nap and gets drowsy during rainy days.
Libraries; Borrowed books are perfect to cover his face from sunlight. It’s also the best quiet place for naps.
Astronomy; Star-gazing is probably the strangest thing someone will find Ajax doing at night. He finds it fascinating and interesting.
Gambling; Dares, challenges, bets, name them.
dislikes:
Sarcasm; Rather than disliking, he finds it overused and exhausting to hear and will go out of his way to ignore sarcastic people.
High pitched voices/noises; He doesn’t know why he finds it irritating but it’s irritating. “Goddammit, would you just shut up already?”
Meaningless Conversations; Never start a conversation with “Hi Ajax, how was your day?” unless you like hearing “Terrible now that you’re here” as an answer.
Tears; It’s just uncomfortable when a person cries in front of Ajax and all he really wants (and most probably will do) to do is walk away.
anima:
Regokinesis; Ajax can change the magnitude and direction (a vector) of anything (physical matter/energy) to maneuver it in any desired way regardless of prior intentions. In a way, he makes it his own once he has control of it but he cannot conjure anything. This includes static objects as well because it still has a vector even if its velocity/magnitude is 0 and this grants him the best defense possible via deflecting weapons or powers away from him. As long as it has a vector, he can use it to his advantage and the range of his ability is up to his creativity.
weakness: His anima is limited to only those with vectors so any illusions/mental/emotional attacks is fair game. He cannot also use anything that isn’t in sight so Ajax won’t be conjuring up random objects out of nowhere.
weaponry: A Pair of Tonfa
regalia: An Earring
Credits; inspired layout by yunn & skyward.
Coded by; Polaris
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classAteam
abandoned account
name:
Nikola Reswar
age:
19
position:
Prefect
gender:
Male
sexuality:
Bisexual
appearance:
Standing at 6'2, Nikola has a lean, or average, build. It's obvious that his physical state isn't an important issue to him, as he doesn't work out at all. In fact, the only he does that can be considered healthy is walking. Despite this, his body seems to defy all know laws of health and not gain a pound. His brown hair is usually in a messy mop on the top of his head, low enough to cover his eyebrows, but not his hazel eyes. His clothing style consists usually of button-up shirts, sweaters, jeans, or slacks, with the occasional hoodie thrown in the mix. Even if he isn't doing anything interesting, Nikola still likes to dress up a bit.
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Sasil
May the Dread Wolf take you.
Kaye Nightingale
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I got a pocket,
Got a pocketful of sunshine
age: 19
position: Syndicate Prefect
gender: Female
sexuality: Bisexual
face claim: Katie McGrath
affiliation: Syndicate
insignia: Left wrist
♡
I've got a love
& I know that it's all mine
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Personality;Kaye likes to smile, even if there isn’t anything to smile about. Her determination to try and find the positivity in whatever is thrown her way is almost to the point of frightening. While there are always scenarios that linger in the shadows that could even threaten to bring Kaye down she harbors the energy to try and make her friends feel better. Be it with a bad pun or just a pat on the back. Her own happiness is normally placed on the back burner.
While being positive one of her main attributes, deep down Kaye has many lingering feelings towards negativity. She sucks it up and harbors it deep down and doesn’t talk about it. A weakness in herself, she takes others pain. While being told to not do such a thing she does, which brings her to a darker place than she would like to admit.
Not that she would ever show such a side.
Very organized, likes to have things tidy. Lists are her best friends and finds a lot of joy in marking things off as she goes along. Adding stuff to her list is a norm and she hardly ever has time to finish her lists. She doesn’t mind though, having stuff to do makes her feel like she is helping in the best way she can.
Kaye overworks herself to the point of exhaustion most days and forgets to sleep often. Has developed a bit of insomniac because of this.
People tend to use her kindness, but she hardly seems to notice. Playing along and doing people's beckoning. Though she isn’t a doormat, not always anyways.
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Do what you want, but you're never gonna break me -
Appearance;
Long luscious raven black hair falls cascading down Kaye's back in a mass of twists and turns. Unmanageable hair would be an understatement, it's thick like her mothers which is why it is usually just combed and let be for most activities. Rare occasions she bring it up into ponytails and messy buns mostly to get it out of her face. Steel grey eyes shine back from her softly angled face.
Either her smile or her eyes will be the first thing you see, since rarely is the smile gone from her petite lips.
Standing around 5’6 she's pretty short. But her height doesn’t get her down. Not in the slightest. With a petite frame with curves in most of the right places she got most of her looks from her mother. Ever once and awhile she wants to change her appearance but decides against it knowing it would be not worth it in the end.
Along with her Insignia, she has one small tattoo on the back of her neck of birds flying up her back.
Biography;
Kaye grew up happy. Yes, she had a larger family and while they were nothing but commoners living on the outskirts barely getting by life was good. It was happy. With a younger sister, Kaia and an older brother, Kaden as well as two loving parents they lived day by day.
The day Kaden got his insignia was a joyous day in the household and seeing him off to the school was yet another great one. Everyone was happy to see him able to start a new life. Kaye will never forget seeing intricate mark on his upper forearm, the way the mark seemed to pulse with power. It was something new, and the excitment the whole thing brought a lot of joy to the small family.
When Kaden left they knew they wouldn’t see him again for a long time. He promised to write letters every week more if he had the time.
It was a promise that he kept religiously. He would talk about his friends his work, sometimes kind of vague but a kind soul that always wanted to reassure his family that things were going well. The most exciting letter was the one intricetly describing his new found powers. Water manipulation, something that Kaye had not truly thought would be her brothers power. But since finding that out she had often fantasied about seeing him use such a gift. It was a peaceful image.
Until a fateful day they didn’t get anything. Not one small letter.
No word.
Nothing.
The two sisters played it off, telling themselves he was busy. Going about their days.
But soon days turned to weeks, then turned to months then, sadly, years.
But every week they would keep sending the letters in hopes of hearing something. Kaye and Kaia’s parents knew something terrible happened, they didn’t know for sure but no one just disappears.
He did. Without a trace and without a sound.
But the girls held onto this hope for a long time, and when their own Insignia's appear on the skin of both Kaye and Kaia her parents where just as happy, even if a bit more skeptial of the whole ordeal. Still they where there to help in anyway the two of them could.
Kaye took the responsibility to take care of her sister when her brother was gone, always hoping to see him at the Academy. But knowing deep down the worst had happened.
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Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me -
MISC
likes:
bitter coffee; the more bitter the better. The taste has to linger all the way down and a few hours after drinking.
pocky; any flavor will do. She will almost always have a box of the sweet chocolate that she offers towards people who seem to be needing some kind of pick me up.
dogs; she loves how loyal they are, there willingness to listen to the stupidest things. And watching them chase their tails or give you that look that you just can’t say no too? It’s very easy for Kaye to spoil any type of dog to find there way towards her.
sunflowers; Favourite flowers. Nothing can beat it.
painting, drawing; Working with her hands. It not only is what she has been doing since she was young but calms her mind and her very soul.
feathers; Collects feathers from birds.
dislikes:
condescending attitudes; People who put themselves higher than others just because of statues, or anything to be honest in line of attitude.
lying; Don’t lie to her, she may be a ball of sunshine but lying just makes hurts her and she can have a big ol dog biting your ass if she finds out you did that to her.
the cold; While she loves snow and its beauty, she hates being cold. Probably will whine a bit if she gets to cold. When this happens bring her something to drink that’s warm fast!
disorganization; Disorganized people, or people who mess up her arduous work.
stolen glasses; Stealing her glasses, without them she can’t read or draw in her book.
trivia:
xx. Always carries a sketchbook with her, along with pockey. Hunching over a sketch pad with paints or pencils is a normal pose for her to be in unless running errands for people.
oo. When really concentrating on using her power she can sometimes get a nose bleed, this normally happens only when it is a very large creation.
xx. To aid in her work, Kaye sometimes has her own creations doing tasks that save time.
oo. Dearly loves her younger sister and would do almost anything for her.
xx. When a creation she has made dies she keeps a record of it, they are after all a part of her.
oo. Drinks to much coffee.
xx. Plays with her glasses when she is really nervous.
anima:
arcane; The ability to create forms from her sketchbook. When in battle, or just for the practice, whatever image is drawn out will become real. Most of the time this happens to be a beast companion that aids her in battle or a weapon of her own creation. (Note* Larger creations can be conjured up BUT she must concentrate fully on said creation to keep its form)
weakness: Up to two creations can be brought to life at a time. Even with two it is very taxing on Kaye’s concentration. Every type of damage her creations take she will feel, once a creation has been destroyed Kaye is vulnerable and will feel the pain throughout her body. Because of this weakness, she has a very high pain tolerance but still is physically vulnerable at this time.
regalia: A small heart locket with a little picture of her lost brother inside. She hangs it in her hair along side a mockingbird feather that she sometimes uses as a quill. Chosen for the hope that when or if her brother saw it that the family will always be waiting for them.
weaponry: Kaye relies on her speed and quick thinking, but likes to avoid being in two close of combat so primary weapon is a strong staff that allows a long reach. Initiated.
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coded by; polaris
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fancries1
i was gone and now I’m back
The Coben Twins
- Basic information
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Age: 18
Position: Student
Gender: Male
sexuality: Bisexual
- In detail
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Biography:
Ethan and Elizabeth were into one of the most feared families in the world (or whats left of it). The Cobens, a family of sneaky little ambitious magisters, master liars and manipulators with good intentions who knew how to commit a sin in favour of a good deed. They swept the city with promises of chaos and mayhem for all the poor souls who couldn't pay the price for living in their territory. Their parents, Philip and Elladora Coben were the masterminds behind the operation, so it was only natural to train their children to become as ruthless and uncaring as they were. After all, they had to leave someone in charge of the family when they died and Belladonna was clearly not the wisest option.
Ethan was raised under a mountain of praise, gift and joy from his parents and other close family members. He was the pride and joy of the Coben family, loved almost as much as the money. Philip was a man who firmly believed that every single member of the Coben family had to work to earn their keep, no matter their age. The twins were made to go through endless missions to please the family, and Ethan's talent for criminal activities soon came to light. He was agile, strong (as strong as a child can be) and fit inside small spaces.
He was a man of action. Whenever a deal went wrong, or his father needed someone to kidnapp the brat of some other corporate idiot without being killed by security - call Ethan. The job gave the kid the freedom and adrenaline he craved, not to mention the pay was better than any peasant could ever dream of. He was above the law, better than the royalty and those pathetic Tenebris outside the city. During that glorious year, Ethan truly felt like a king.
But, like most things, his euphoria and superiority fell apart when he and his twin sister, Elizabeth, turned 16. For Ethan, this was not an important milestone. Apart from the grand party held by his family and friends, turning 16 was nothing special to him. This, of course, didn't apply on his older sister.
Elizabeth had proved to be more stubborn than her brother. The dishonest life of crime lead by the family, while perfect for the "normal" Cobens was simply not fit for her. Joining the academy and Genesis gave Elizabeth the freedom she'd longed for since the beginning of time. This kind of rebellious behavior, however, was a disgrace in the eyes of the Coben family. Desperate for a way to cure his daughter from her madness, Philip formed a devious plan.
He locked the two children in a basement, a place where escape turned into nothing more than a myth, and ordered his son to use his powers against his sister. In the hope that he might be able to change Elizabeth's loyalty by frying her brain with shock therapy, he was willing to force his son to do the unthinkable to his own twin sister. It began as nothing but soft shocks, which turned into volts and electrocuting her head. They spent days locked inside, him throwing away 16 years of friendship with his sister in a twisted desire to make their father proud. The man had always been a genious, after all. After weeks of therapy, Elizabeth finally accepted her fate and continued working for her family when she wasn't busy with school.
But their father wasn't pleased. While Elizabeth was loyal to the family, he still saw potential in Elizabeth's pain inducing powers. Her powers, however, were weak due to her hatred and disgust of them. Seeing as how forcing Ethan to torture his sister was a success, he saw no problem in reversing the roles in order for Elizabeth to grow fond of her powers. The girl decided to play along, but quickly turned on her father once he locked the door behind him. All the hatred, the pain and suffering he'd caused was now being released in a fit of righteous anger. Ethan watched in horror as his sweet and innocent sister submitted her father to endless hours of excruciating pain. It wasn't until their father had been reduced to a mumbling and trembling mess that Elizabeth launched herself into her brothers arms and sobbed as he tried to soothe her.
Upon learning about her husband's deranged state, Mrs. Coben wasted no time in marrying the next rich fellow that came across, leaving her teenage children behind. With their parents gone and their uncles misteriously disappearing (wonder why), there were no more adults to take care of the family buisness. So, the Coben siblings decided to use the family's influence and power for the good of humanity instead of continuing the life of crime they were born to lead. To please Ethan and his desire to gain fame and glory, Elizabeth sent him to hunt down the heads of the families they once considered allies while she used the money for charity and a few investements for her alliance. Their relationship was never repaired, but the two buisness partners wouldn't have it any other way.
Personality:
Like Romulus and Remus, sticks and stones and thunder and lightning, Ethan's personality and his powers are a match made in heaven. He's quick, loud, and ruthless. The Coben boy always joked about having a "shocking" personality, and no matter how bad the pun is he couldn't have found a better description for his personality. Upon meeting Ethan, one would think they'd stumbled upon royalty. He holds himself as a king while having the grace and manners of a drunk toddler. Tell him this, and he'll gladly take it as a compliment and nothing more. The boy has so much ego the only way you could ever insult him is by insulting his famiy and, more importantly, Elizabeth. His confidence makes him quite popular with the ladies (and the occasional man), yet he's not one for relationships. He prefers having an affair with no strings attatched than find an actual partner. In all honestly, he's afraid of growing attached to others, especially with students dying each and every year due to the tests.
Ethan is a "act first, think later" kind of man. Always down for action and ready to take on any foe just for the sake of righteous glory. He's capable of fear, like any other normal student, he just doesn't like to show it. He loves being active and would take on any opportunity to feel that sweet, sweet adrenaline. His hobbies include playing sports and (like a good little Pandora member) breaking the rules whenever it's asked of him. He considers himself a follower, rather than a leader, and doesn't mind taking orders from anybody.
The Coben boy is generally nice and friendly to people from Pandora and attractive students, but he doesn't care much about the new students and holds a special kind of remorse against people from Genesis. In fact, the only member he can tolerate is Elizabeth herself, not like he's gotten anything good out of that anyways. The lucky few who are his friends know that he's an incredibly fun and relaxed person to hang out with.
Likes:
- Loves the word "initiated"
- Sports
- His powers
- His family
- Following orders
- His sister
Dislikes:
- Elizabeth's powers
- The teachers
- Most authority figures (except for his parents)
- Genesis
Trivia:
- He's afraid of commitment and romantic relationships due to a horrible experience with his now ex-girlfriend, Genevive. The girl did not survive the tests and Ethan begged to have his memories of her removed. Now he knows what happened thanks to Elizabeth, but can't remember their time together.
- Adding to his list of fears is Elizabeth's powers. He hates making his sister mad because he's seen what she can do with them, and doesn't plan on returning to the hospital anytime soon.
- He's 2 minutes younger than Elizabeth
- He likes to smoke. A lot.
- Insignia
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Affiliation: Pandora ⎒
Insignia: Right palm
Anima:
Electricity manipulation: Ethan can create, shape and manipulate electricity. This gives him the ability to use electricity volts and shock waves against others, charge and heat objects with electricity and makes him immune to being harmed by electricity.
Weakness: Water and metal - his powers are completely useless when facing against one of previously mentioned. In addition, he's weak against those elements even when they're not used against him in an attack.
Regalia: His leather bracelet
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Adorable Birb
Initiated
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Name:
Orion 'Ori' Benjamin Walker
Age:
16
Position:
Student
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Bisexual, but leans towards males.
Appearance:
Orion is a rather interesting boy, to say the least. One thing people usually notice right off the bat is his light blue eyes, how they seem to catch the very light in the air and throw it right back at you. They seem to deeply contrast with his dark, almost black hair which many claim is the 'fluffiest thing' they've ever felt, their words not his. Another thing people tend to notice about him easily is his height and weight. He's rather short for his age, being just about five feet and four inches tall (162.56 cm) and he's skinny to the point where if you felt up his sides, you'd likely feel his bottom ribs poking out a little. Many claim that he doesn't eat enough or that he isn't getting enough nutrients, and it isn't uncommon either for him to have people asking him if he's feeling alright or under the weather. Of course he isn't okay, but there's more to it than just his physical health, that's for sure.
Biography:
Personality:
Many people would describe Orion as a 'very, very sweet boy', and indeed he is one. He's the type to always try to help people out, even if it means going out of his own way and troubling himself. Orion is also a rather compassionate boy, to the extent that when he was younger and found out how animals were killed so he could have them for dinner, he pretty much stopped eating meat and eggs all together. However, one could also consider that to be a fatal flaw of his, as he'd rather put others before himself, to the extent that it could one day get him killed, and with the power that he has...it very well could. But, that's not really a worry of his, despite the fact that he knows that very well could happen. See, Orion isn't oblivious or living in a world of ignorance like some 'happy' people are, he's actually a rather intelligent young man and rather intuitive as well. But at the same time, it's almost like he's apathetic to himself, only caring for others. Sure, it's fine if he gets hurt, but God help anyone that dares to lay a hand on his friends. Normally he's a very level headed person and the peace maker of any group, but dare hurt someone he loves, and Hell shall hath no fury such as his. That's another thing, he's rather stubborn at times. When he gets an idea in his head, he goes for it and he won't turn back (even if it's a bad idea, unless if it'll hurt someone, then he'll turn back right away and probably start apologizing and possibly even cry about it later). He doesn't want to hold anymore regrets in his life, there's already too many.
Trivia:
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Name:
Orion 'Ori' Benjamin Walker
Age:
16
Position:
Student
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Bisexual, but leans towards males.
Appearance:
Orion is a rather interesting boy, to say the least. One thing people usually notice right off the bat is his light blue eyes, how they seem to catch the very light in the air and throw it right back at you. They seem to deeply contrast with his dark, almost black hair which many claim is the 'fluffiest thing' they've ever felt, their words not his. Another thing people tend to notice about him easily is his height and weight. He's rather short for his age, being just about five feet and four inches tall (162.56 cm) and he's skinny to the point where if you felt up his sides, you'd likely feel his bottom ribs poking out a little. Many claim that he doesn't eat enough or that he isn't getting enough nutrients, and it isn't uncommon either for him to have people asking him if he's feeling alright or under the weather. Of course he isn't okay, but there's more to it than just his physical health, that's for sure.
Biography:
Orion was born on September 22nd, a chilly day and also the autumn equinox. Things were fine for the first few seconds after his birth, until his mother and father saw the mark on his tongue, an insignia. From then on, he was to be treated as a ‘demon child’ by his father, though his mother couldn’t care less.
Things were fine for the first few years, as fine as things could be when your father thinks you’re a demonic heretic, but then things began to change. His father began to go out more, and coming home much more late than usual. His mother took up the bottle (sometimes forgetting to put it down) and the cigs. By now the family had added another child, a darling little raven haired baby that had lovingly been named Alisha, and it fell to four year old Orion to keep her entertained while his mother checked out. Years went by and bad turned to worse. Father started to come home smelling like a wine cellar and musk, clothes all ruffled and a clenched fist at his side. Mother started wearing bruises like jewelry and opening her legs to any man who’d give her a loving caress instead of a punch to the stomach, all while still draining the bottle dry. Orion became the primary caretaker of his little sister, who grew up talking to imaginary friends more so than she did real people. The house fell into disrepair, bottles littered the floor like snow as the chill seeped in through the broken windows, lights flickered and soon didn’t even turn on anymore, the water only came out cold and soon not at all. The fridge went from full, to semi full, to being as nearly barren. During a good week, there might be a small bottle of milk (mixed with water to make it last longer), some cuts of almost spoilt meat, and maybe a half a stick of butter (tastes like frosting if you put some sugar on it, Orion soon found out).
But then the last night happened, the one night Orion wishes with all his heart that he could erase from his memory, that he could plunge from his mind with a splash of bleach.
One night when he was about twelve years old, he heard a ruckus in the night that seemed to be coming from the kitchen. Of course, this wasn’t unusual for his household, but the loud thud and the sudden silence that followed afterwards was. Just the mere thought of what he witnessed is enough to bring him to tears, and when asked about it, the only thing he can really say is that he witnessed his father brutally slaughter his mother in a drunken rage, and then off himself afterwards. It wasn’t the only thing he witnessed that night, but it’s the only thing about that night he’s willing to tell people. Anything else will bring him to tears. This is also the reason why he began losing his voice, to the point where he became almost completely mute. He can still scream and make a few noises, but nothing else has come out so far.
Things didn’t exactly get any better from there, as he and his eight year old sister were taken then into custody by his aunt and uncle, from his mother’s side, the aunt being related by blood. The aunt was an extremely religious woman who lived by only the word of God and no one else alone, often praying multiple times a day and practically shunning both the children (Orion more than Alisha, due to his mark), saying that they grew up in a ‘heretic household’ and would ‘rot in hell with the rest of the damned’. The uncle was rarely home, though when he was, he was somewhat kinder, though he kept his distance at almost all times.
His health also began to decline around this point, due to many factors, such as the copious amounts of stressed placed onto him with having to deal with his aunt and taking care of his little sister, and his deteriorating mental state.
When Orion turned fifteen, his sister now being eleven, Alisha suddenly went missing in the night. Of course, no one was truly surprised by this, as many believed that she was crazed, the aunt even believing that a demon had corrupted her soul, eaten it, and taken over her body and was pretending to be her ‘poor, sweet’ niece. Some believe she may have ran away, others kidnapped, a few say she was stolen away by the Tenebrae. After that, things began to deteriorate more so at home, and the boy was forced to leave by the time he turned sixteen with little to nothing, forcing him to now attend the academy, which is where his story begins, a brand new student in a brand new place.
Things were fine for the first few years, as fine as things could be when your father thinks you’re a demonic heretic, but then things began to change. His father began to go out more, and coming home much more late than usual. His mother took up the bottle (sometimes forgetting to put it down) and the cigs. By now the family had added another child, a darling little raven haired baby that had lovingly been named Alisha, and it fell to four year old Orion to keep her entertained while his mother checked out. Years went by and bad turned to worse. Father started to come home smelling like a wine cellar and musk, clothes all ruffled and a clenched fist at his side. Mother started wearing bruises like jewelry and opening her legs to any man who’d give her a loving caress instead of a punch to the stomach, all while still draining the bottle dry. Orion became the primary caretaker of his little sister, who grew up talking to imaginary friends more so than she did real people. The house fell into disrepair, bottles littered the floor like snow as the chill seeped in through the broken windows, lights flickered and soon didn’t even turn on anymore, the water only came out cold and soon not at all. The fridge went from full, to semi full, to being as nearly barren. During a good week, there might be a small bottle of milk (mixed with water to make it last longer), some cuts of almost spoilt meat, and maybe a half a stick of butter (tastes like frosting if you put some sugar on it, Orion soon found out).
But then the last night happened, the one night Orion wishes with all his heart that he could erase from his memory, that he could plunge from his mind with a splash of bleach.
One night when he was about twelve years old, he heard a ruckus in the night that seemed to be coming from the kitchen. Of course, this wasn’t unusual for his household, but the loud thud and the sudden silence that followed afterwards was. Just the mere thought of what he witnessed is enough to bring him to tears, and when asked about it, the only thing he can really say is that he witnessed his father brutally slaughter his mother in a drunken rage, and then off himself afterwards. It wasn’t the only thing he witnessed that night, but it’s the only thing about that night he’s willing to tell people. Anything else will bring him to tears. This is also the reason why he began losing his voice, to the point where he became almost completely mute. He can still scream and make a few noises, but nothing else has come out so far.
Things didn’t exactly get any better from there, as he and his eight year old sister were taken then into custody by his aunt and uncle, from his mother’s side, the aunt being related by blood. The aunt was an extremely religious woman who lived by only the word of God and no one else alone, often praying multiple times a day and practically shunning both the children (Orion more than Alisha, due to his mark), saying that they grew up in a ‘heretic household’ and would ‘rot in hell with the rest of the damned’. The uncle was rarely home, though when he was, he was somewhat kinder, though he kept his distance at almost all times.
His health also began to decline around this point, due to many factors, such as the copious amounts of stressed placed onto him with having to deal with his aunt and taking care of his little sister, and his deteriorating mental state.
When Orion turned fifteen, his sister now being eleven, Alisha suddenly went missing in the night. Of course, no one was truly surprised by this, as many believed that she was crazed, the aunt even believing that a demon had corrupted her soul, eaten it, and taken over her body and was pretending to be her ‘poor, sweet’ niece. Some believe she may have ran away, others kidnapped, a few say she was stolen away by the Tenebrae. After that, things began to deteriorate more so at home, and the boy was forced to leave by the time he turned sixteen with little to nothing, forcing him to now attend the academy, which is where his story begins, a brand new student in a brand new place.
Personality:
Many people would describe Orion as a 'very, very sweet boy', and indeed he is one. He's the type to always try to help people out, even if it means going out of his own way and troubling himself. Orion is also a rather compassionate boy, to the extent that when he was younger and found out how animals were killed so he could have them for dinner, he pretty much stopped eating meat and eggs all together. However, one could also consider that to be a fatal flaw of his, as he'd rather put others before himself, to the extent that it could one day get him killed, and with the power that he has...it very well could. But, that's not really a worry of his, despite the fact that he knows that very well could happen. See, Orion isn't oblivious or living in a world of ignorance like some 'happy' people are, he's actually a rather intelligent young man and rather intuitive as well. But at the same time, it's almost like he's apathetic to himself, only caring for others. Sure, it's fine if he gets hurt, but God help anyone that dares to lay a hand on his friends. Normally he's a very level headed person and the peace maker of any group, but dare hurt someone he loves, and Hell shall hath no fury such as his. That's another thing, he's rather stubborn at times. When he gets an idea in his head, he goes for it and he won't turn back (even if it's a bad idea, unless if it'll hurt someone, then he'll turn back right away and probably start apologizing and possibly even cry about it later). He doesn't want to hold anymore regrets in his life, there's already too many.
Trivia:
- Orion is almost completely mute, save for a few noises and screams that he can still make. Usually he communicates by either sign language, or by writing in a small journal that he carries around.
- New student.
- For some reason, he always smell faintly of lavender.
- He almost always has chocolate on him, as it helps him when he starts feeling faint and he likes making people smile by giving them some.
- He's never really used his powers before, but keeping the connection between him and the other side intact is enough to still drain him of some life force. Due to this, he has developed anemia, and a very low immune system. Besides that, he also has a diagnosed case of PTSD from the events that took place when he was younger, and an acute case of depression as well.
- Orion gets chilly a lot, so he likes to wear fluffy sweaters or lots of layers. He also simply loves scarves, and owns way too many.
- He's pescetarian, meaning that the only meat he'll eat is fish.
Affiliation:
He'll be joining ΦGenesisΦ
Insignia:
It's right in the middle of his tongue, it tingles a little if it's touched.
Anima:
Necromancy
Orion has the ability to call forth the spirits of those who have passed on, and bring them into the plane of the living. This also gives him the ability to talk to those spirits that he calls forward. However, this will cause him multiple problems. The spirits won't always want to help him out, and at times, they spirits may even become vengeful against him for 'using them' and cause him extreme trauma. Along with that, due to that he'll have to constantly keep a connection to the spirit world, it'll drain his health continuously. It's more of a curse than a blessing.
Regalia:
It'll be a bracelet that his sister gave him on his fifteenth birthday, the last one that she was there for. It’s a bracelet made from a strong twine that’s decorated with round wooden beads that are painted over with bright colors. It’s a little girly looking, but he thinks it’s extremely important and doesn’t like it when people touch it.
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Creator Of My Own Twisted World
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age: 18
position: Prefect
gender: Female
sexuality: Heterosexual
AM I OUT OF
MY HEAD;Kaia Eden Nightingale
appearance:
A natural brunette with dyed highlights, Kaia has wavy hazelnut brown curls cascading down her chest. She sports a slim yet toned figure, weighing roughly no more than a hundred and twenty pounds. Kaia stands a height of 5’7 yet she’s often seen in five inches stilettos, making her tall and intimidating to those who only recognizes her from afar. Graced with dark misty grey eyes and long lashes, Kaia has a oval shape face. The first thing many would notice is her bright smile seemingly free spirited and cordial.
She adorns her hair several ways from splitting it in the middle to preferring messy updos during the summer. She spends countless hours in the morning fixing her make up (as the first hour is just an exhausting, half asleep daze in the mirror) and styling her hair, liking to look prim and proper until she gets home. That’s when everything undos and unravels itself. Make off goes off and bras goes flying everywhere. Kaia is the girlier one of the Nightingale, preferring to wear maxi dresses and skirts avoiding pants altogether unless she’s fighting.
biography:
Born into a poor family of five, Kaia Eden Nightingale was the last one out. Her parents grilled the oldest brother to be the sweetest boy alive and the middle sister to be the happier, relaxed one. By the time, they got to Kaia, they were practically done, throwing up their hands and allowing her freedom to use her mischievousness in full force. She often mixes salt with sugar much to her mother’s distress and breaks tools her father uses for his work. She habitually disassembles them yet cannot reassemble anything back. However, it was a challenge for them to admonish the girl with her usual game plan of profusely apologizing and asking for forgiveness before they find out. Those were the happy days. She didn’t care about her insignia, her anima or whatever it entailed. She wanted to live happily with Kaden and Kaye, forever. They were her world and she was theirs.
Her parents were ecstatic when they found out all three of their children could possibly become magisters due to their markings. Their nights were often found sitting around the family room, talking about big dreams of having a better life for their children. Kaden, being four years older than her, would be the first one to attend Requiem Academy, he was the eldest after all. However, Kaia dreaded the day her brother would leave the nest. She was averse to change and every day, she would hid his belongings in her room believing that he couldn’t possibly leave to an academy naked. She was deadly wrong however. Kaden didn’t mind only having one set of outfit and he was more than ready to leave his home and explore the world. Being in the outskirts of a village his whole life wasn’t what he wanted and while he knew the youngest one was a handful without him around, he promised to write to them every week.
“It’ll just be as if I’m right there, my nightingale.”
He handed the same two of them heart lockets as the one he wore around his neck reminding him of his family.
“Kaden. What if I promise to share my cupcakes? Can, please, you stay for one more year?”
“Kaia, one day, you’ll understand why I have to leave. This will be a better future of mom and pops. I’ll visit if I can.”
Kaia, at that time, did not know that once you enter the academy, you could not leave. With that one promise, she agreed to let him go (and to return all his clothes). Her nights were spent ranting to Kaye, crying into her pillows, and looking at family albums. Her sadness was only quelled every Friday when she would receive a letter from Kaden mentioning his Genesis affiliation and his new powers. He described all the amazing things he could do with water being an elementalist. Each letter, she would hang them in her room with Kaye and they would speak about joining him in a few years.
“We’ll be reunited,” Kaye comforted the younger one. “It’ll just be like old times. Just a few more years, Kaia.”
While the first year passed peacefully with letters coming and going, everything went wrong the second year. Letters stop coming abruptly one day and with that, came uneasiness and uncertainty. Kaia, however, still sent letters every Tuesday as usual, believing that Kaden was just too busy for his family as of now. Her positivity never faltered and while deep within her, she knew that something terribly had gone wrong, she couldn’t give up the hope that maybe…just maybe…he was busy. Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into cold winter months.
“K-Kaye, y-you don’t think something could have happened to Kaden…d-do you?” the thirteen years old asked, voice filled with hesitancy and sorrow. Her eyes misted with tears, her hands trembled in fear. Her older sister enveloped her into a tight hug.
“He’s okay, let’s trust him,” Kaye said with more conviction and dedication only to lessen’s the younger one’s fright.
Months became years. Then the time the sisters have been waiting for came.
Kaye left first, leaving Kaia alone for the first time with her parents. She hated the cold endless nights, the dark sky reminding her how truly fleeting life was. She had no one else but herself to depend on for her parents were too busy making money to put food on the table. Even the chocolate cupcakes were no longer satisfying now that she couldn’t snatch them off her sibling’s plates. Everything seemed meaningless and her time felt paused. At the age of sixteen, the girl was more than ready to leave her nest but only with one purpose. She was going to find her brother and no one can tell her otherwise.
Reality was cruel. No one remembered a Kaden Nightingale. No one knew what happened to him and exams were the only whispers around. But even with all the information pointing towards his demise, Kaia still strongly holds onto her faith that one day, her brother would return. Her heart locket dangles from her ankle bracelet awaiting for the moment Kaden would recognize it and recognize the sister he left behind.
☼AM I OUT OF
MY MIND;
affiliation: Pandora
insignia: Forehead
regalia: Ankle bracelet
with a locket
of her big brother inside
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Personality;Happiness is contagious and a smile can go for a mile. Similar to her older sister, Kaia practically radiates energy and sunshine. Her posture tall, she is the type to randomly wink or waves , blowing air kisses at others on the street causing problematic confusion everywhere. She entertains an optimistic outlook in life and tries to ignore anything that causes her issues. Kaia likes living in the moment, breathing the present, and forgetting about the future. This causes her to be spontaneous, dragging others into her whirlpool of hell. Up for any stunts, she’s the girl to call if you need a personal sidekick or a partner in crime.
Self conscious isn’t a word her dictionary, you’ll hear her singing devastatingly off-tune in the shower so loud that her roommate probably wished she could drop dead. She also has a small dorky victory dance which involves light fist pumping against the air and a little wiggle here and there. Crafty and mischievous, Kaia is also known for being the master of many heartbreaking pranks, liking to do harmless acts of horror to many. Fun fact? Just don’t be confessing to your long-time crush when she’s around.
However, her happy personality is contrasted with her inability to take orders from those she doesn’t deem worthy of her time. She does things at her own pace with a particular goal in mind, generally not steering from it making her extremely difficult and obstinate. She’s, overall, an extrovert, not liking to be by herself for a long period of time and enjoys the company of others even if it’s in silence. If one is too shy, fear not. Kaia probably has enough random things to say for the both of you to last hours.
Unlike her older sister, Kaia is selfish, being the baby in the family. She’ll never be seen serving tea or biscuits to anyone. She doesn’t emotionally care for others or their predicament, only really thinking about what’s best for herself, her own family, and her puny circle of close friends. While she excels in listening, she is rarely empathetic and can be seen uncomfortably patting someone in the back in comfort with no words of advice. Kaia only really takes “no” and reprimanding from her older sister, often ignoring and brushing others aside if they think she’s taking something too far. Ever since the disappearance of her older brother, she has developed a slight sister complex, tending to be extremely protective of Kaye due to her fear of truly being alone in a school full of sadness and death. Touch her only remaining sibling and that’s when someone would find themselves blacklisted. While she’s the type to have many acquaintances far and wide, she only befriends a few and trusts even fewer.
likes:
puns&jokes; she finds many things amusing and reading or listening to jokes is one of her favorite past time.
sugar&baked goods; ‘gimme of some sugar’ is probably one of her double meaning, more cringe-inducing lines.
shoes; lots and lots and lots of shoes. The more, the better.
lemonade; it’s just the best thing ever. Overall, she’s a food fanatic.
dislikes:
Bitterness; in life, in food, in everything.
Needles; Gross, just gross, she cannot imagine anything being injected into her skin.
Misunderstandings & interruptions; While Kaia has no problem owning up to her mistakes, she hates when she’s misunderstood or interrupted during a conversation. Dirt; She hates showering more than once a day so she prefers to keep herself pristine until then.
The dark & moody; Kaia hates whenever someone finds pessimism in everything. It makes them hard to communicate.
trivia:
xox. Born with the two worst combine traits to have as a roommate, Kaia is an organized mess with a crap ton of clothes. You might find her bra mysteriously under your pillow. How did it get there? We’ll never know.
oxo. Her sense of direction is abysmal. For the love of god, do not ask her for directions because Kaia loves to be a helping hand, taking you elsewhere and leaving you there when she realizes that you’re both lost.
xox. Kaia believes in multi-tasking, often seen with books or doing something else while walking so bumping into people, walls, and poles has become her full time job.
oxo. She habitually cracks her knuckles, wrists, and neck to relief the stress on her joints.
xox.This babe cannot take anger seriously often seen trying to hold back her awkward laughs when someone is fuming at her.
oxo. Kaia cannot cook to save her life, not even scrambled eggs but she does it anyways and likes to feed her creation to unsuspecting happy strangers.
anima: Benzinakinesis; Kaia manipulates gas as easy as she breathes and can conjure and manipulate gas as willed. Some have more devastating effects like nerve gas, carbon monoxide, mercury, and hydrogen cyanide while others are more for fun such as helium. She could suffocate someone by taking away their oxygen supply, create explosions with flammable gases, create puffs of smoke as a cloak, and poison others with poisonous gas. Her skill range is left up to her creativity and the desired results.
weakness: Wind tends to ruin the direction of her powers and state shift manipulators can easily switch her gaseous state into other forms.
weaponry: Kaia is adept at using two daggers to fight her opponents if the fight is close range due to her dexterity (she has gotten really good at running away or charging forward). She hides her daggers underneath the dress as they’re usually strapped down on her thigh.
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Two realms, one being
Nour Sinai
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Open Your Eyes
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Can't You See
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Jack Kim
"i feel sexy and sad"
"i feel sexy and sad"
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a g e || 18
p o s i t i o n || vice president
g e n d e r || male
s e x u a l i t y || homosexual
a f f i l i a t i o n || pandora
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p e r s o n a l i t y || From a young age, Jack lacked any sort of social skills. His mother had been kind to him, but perhaps too kind, as he often clinged to her in social situations. As he grew up though, he started to become a little bit more outgoing, and his natural wit and charisma manifested greatly, attracting many new friends. This new side of himself that he had just discovered had been a rude awakening though to remind him that he was still an introvert, and although he enjoyed being around his newfound friends, he realized that it took a toll on his mental health, and he still needed time to himself.
Jack's energy and drive is almost overwhelming, while it may not be apparent physically, the light and fire in his eyes is always burning. He craves affection, so he tries to impress and caters to those around him. Whether this need is a main force or underlying motive for his acts of kindness or gratitude, it is present in almost everything he does. Everything he does is for attention, and when he doesn't receive it, it damages his self-esteem.
Jack is an overall calm and collected person. He's observant, and is good under pressure. He usually always tries to keep up a lighthearted mood, usually done through humor. When the atmosphere gets melancholy or tense, he's usually the first to either leave or try and improve the mood, as he's a very impressionable person, and he doesn't want the negative emotions to get to him.
This same impressionable personality is a factor and influences his sensitive side. He's very wary of horror or heart-breaking movies, as while it may seem like a joke to others, he gets scared and cries very easily. Jack tries to keep this side of him a secret, and is very embarrassed if it shows itself, even once in a while. He doesn't want others to see him vulnerable, or in a state of weakness.
l i k e s || smoothies . books . anything soft . cats . the strawberry flavor .
d i s l i k e s || insects . thunder . blood and violence . the color green . fast food .
t r i v i a || • drinks tea instead of coffee
• is trying to adopt a healthy lifestyle but honestly smoothies are too good
• wants to write a book one day
• has never had his first kiss
• master chess player
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a p p e a r a n c e
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f a c e c l a i m || park jimin
h e i g h t || 5'7
w e i g h t || 130 lb.
e y e c o l o r || black
h a i r c o l o r || his natural hair color is black, he dyed it dark brown
n o t a b l e f e a t u r e s || Jack has a baby face, with his pudgy cheeks and pretty large lips. Sometimes he dyes his hair.
f a s h i o n || Jack is known for his eccentric taste in clothes and how differently he dresses everyday. He may wear a heavy black hoodie and black jeans on a sunny spring day or a tank top and shorts on a cloudy winter day; he doesn't dress taking into account the temperature or weather at all, he dresses based on how he feels. His favorite article of clothing, however, is his hoodie with a cactus on the front.
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i n s i g n i a || on the palm of his left hand
w e a p o n r y || none
a n i m a || Forcefield Manipulation: This arcane anima allows Jack to generate and manipulate forcefields. It's usually formed from invisible energy in the air.
w e a k n e s s || The forcefields cannot protect from mind attacks like illusions. Also, the larger a forcefield gets, the weaker and harder to manage it becomes. Spheres are usually the easiest shape to generate, and any other shape takes more time and energy to conjure and maintain for Jack. It becomes harder to maintain a forcefield the longer it stays up.
r e g a l i a || A jewel-encrusted ring to mimic the familiar shimmer of the forcefields he casts.
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b i o g r a p h y || Jack was born to a single mother, his father never meaning to be one in the first place, and thus, left his mother alone with the child. Fortunately, the woman was more than capable. She was a Magister, meaning she had enough money to raise him efficiently, even being able to get him a nanny to attend to him when she wasn't there. His early life, he didn't interact with people much, as it was his nature. He had a friend or two, but neither were close friends, and he always devoted his time to reading books and learning more. From his own curiosity and the heavy influence of his mother, he decided to join Requiem Academy and realize his full potential, gifted to him by his insignia. initiated.
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Elowyn
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CASPIA DeNOTA
- BASIC
Age: 18
Position: Prefect
Sexuality: straight
Gender: female
Pronouns: she/her/hers
Affiliation: Pandora
Insignia: forehead
Weaponry: wires, poisoned darts
Regalia: a small silver flute
- PERSONALITY
pale silvery tresses cut short to frame her face, similarly silvery-grey eyes, not especially tall or short
- HISTORY/OTHER
- MISC
Friends: -OPEN- Alis
Elenion Aura
Relationship: -OPEN-
Likes: crystals, gardens, waterfalls, wind chimes, birds
Dislikes: fire, at times resents the fact that she draws so much attention, giant crowds, loud sudden noises
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Elowyn
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ASHWYN BELLE
- BASIC
Age: 17
Position: student
Sexuality: straight
Gender: female
Pronouns: she/her/hers
Affiliation: Genesis
Insignia: right shoulder
- PERSONALITY
dusky skin, raven locks, tawny eyes, 5'8" so fairly tall, curves starting to show
- HISTORY/OTHER
- MISC
Friends: -OPEN-
Relationship: -OPEN-
Likes: Tea, cute furry animals, the color yellow
Dislikes: Angry people, long waits, moments of deep nostalgia
Weaponry: twin blades named Vesper and Noctis
Regalia: a butterfly knife passed down from her grandfather
Elenion Aura
Two Thousand Club
INITIATED;
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The Mind
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The Man
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The Good Stuff
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❝ Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. ❞
&&& general.
→ name: caius marshall keys→ alias: n/a
→ age: 20
→ dob: september 15
→ zodiac: virgo
→ gender: cismale (he/him)
→ romantic orientation: panromantic
→ sexual orientation: pansexual
→ position: elite ten (3rd seat)
&&& persona basics.
→ + traits: calm, dependable, generous, mature, observant→ — traits: absent-minded, clingy, gullible, impatient, jealous
→ likes: being busy, physical affection, lengthy conversations, sweets, neutral colors
→ dislikes: spicy foods, waking up early, bubble gum, cats, snow
→ moral alignment: true neutral
→ mbti: infp
&&& other.
→ theme song: coaster - khalid→ insignia: over his heart
→ anima: metal mimicry
— dermal armor: caius is capable of transforming his flesh into various metals, depending on the situation. by far his most practiced and useful ability, it can supply him with an impenetrable protection when it comes to physical, electric, and other elemental attacks. there's a small barrier set up mentally, so it's more difficult to attack him that way, but it is still extremely possible. he can either transform completely --- his organs and every bit of his flesh becoming metal --- or focus on a single part of his body. (also is known as supernaturally dense tissue)
— electrical, disease, and contaminant immunity: when in his enhanced state, caius is immune to toxins, electrical currents and/or attacks, and any sort of illness. his immune system outside of this state is incredibly strong as well and he's rarely sick, though toxins and electrical waves will harm him.
— enhanced strength/endurance: both in and out of his metallic form, caius is incredibly strong and capable of going several days without resources that are necessary for other's to survive. while he doesn't toy with this often --- he's not exactly sure how it works yet --- he knows it exists.
→ weakness:
— speed: despite the fact he's rather quick and agile out of his metallic form, when in it he is incredibly slow-moving (especially if his entire body has been morphed) and that can make it easy to overpower him.
— magnetism manipulation: if an individual is in possession of this power, they are completely capable of controlling caius's every move if and when he's in his state.
— water: if caius has transformed into a high-density metal, he is unable to float and therefor he will sink in water.
→ regalia: nipple piercings
&&& appearance.
Caius stands at a daunting height of 6'5", though that's the only intimidating thing about him, really. His eyes are a pale and soft blue, surrounded by eyelashes that are a shade darker than his platinum blonde hair. His hair is often a bit messy and is constantly hanging over his left eye, something that doesn't bother him much. He's lean-muscled and relatively slim, though his strength shouldn't be doubted.There's always a bit of color high up on Caius's cheeks, as though he's in a perpetual state of embarrassment. The rosy shade against his alabaster skin is quite a pleasant mixture, though he's complained about it a few times. His nose is sharp and angular, his lips full and often pressed into a firm line. He often has a look of distaste of his face, though, more often than not, there is nothing wrong and he is just thinking.
His clothing style varies from casual formal to 'i'm not leaving my bed all day.' He prefer loose button-up shirts to most things, though give him a dark t-shirt that's a bit to big and he'll be all over it. Generally speaking, he matches very well and even his socks correspond with his top and bottoms.
&&& personality.
Caius is an incredibly soft-spoken individual. He doesn't speak without thinking about the consequences of his words and his tongue only slips when someone has irritated him to the point of no return. His words rarely hold any bite and he doesn't like swearing much, though in moments of high tension or passion he will let some spill free from his tongue. He's extremely polite and incredibly doting in nature, to the point that people often complain and compare him to their mother. He likes to care for people and that's likely one of his biggest flaws.Caius is an incredibly jealous individual, but it's not on the surface most of the time. He lets it simmer deep within, before he finally boils over and is unable to keep it inside. He's not a violent being, so he likely just makes a snappy comment, but seen as how that isn't the norm for him, it's rather bad. He can be shy around individuals he doesn't know and gets antsy when he's without a friend in large groups of people. He lets people walk over him and never learns from these mistakes and wonders why he continues to get hurt. He's far too trusting and believes that all people have the only the purest intentions when they ask for help.
&&& biography.
Caius grew up and only child and was used to be fawned over. His mother, while doting, was also strict, however, and he was forced to follow a strict schedule and show proper manners at all times. His father was a bit more relaxed, though didn't dare go against his wife's rules or wishes. The blonde didn't mind it, as he'd grown up like this, and he preferred structure to chaos. At fifteen he met an individual who turned his world into nothing but chaos.Her name was Zara and with a few cleverly crafter words, he was under her spell and willing to do whatever she wished of him. They weren't together --- Caius's mother never would have approved of that --- but he was smitten within months. It was unsurprising when his heart was shattered due to the ice-cold grip of her hands. He went into the academy with little happiness, little motivation.
However, training gave him a new sense of purpose and during his first exams, it was obvious that he would win out against his opponents. For the years he's been there he's been a part of three exams. He's come out mostly unscathed and doesn't appear to affected by what he's done. For those who witness his nightmares at night, they know better. This peaceful man was not made to kill. But, he wanted to survive and he had to make a decision.
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