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Realistic or Modern ɪɴ ᴀᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴜᴍ ᴄꜱ

a z u l a

a z u l a

these violent delights have violent ends.
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✦ Character limit of 5.

✦ Code is not necessary, content is the most important thing here.

✦ Realistic faceclaims only.

Character Sheet.

Name:
Nickname: (if any)
Age: (18-25)
Gender:
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Ethnicity:
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Hair:
Eyes:
Build: (height, skin, etc)
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Personality: (either paragraph form or a list of vices/virtues)
Likes:
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Motivations: (fears and ambitions)

Godly Parent: (Explain a bit about this god)
Dorm:
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Abilities: (The powers of a demi-god: super strength/speed/durability etc, plus some abilities given to them by their godly parent)
Strengths: (skills, etc)
Weaknesses: (3+ things to balance out their powers)
History: (one paragraph or more)








aeternum



the cast.








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  • You have a heart that makes others strong.
    Daughter of Ixchel
    enter
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# son of phra saol




# mike angelo










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bassett
;; sanura

“what is belonging?” she ask. they say, “where loneliness ends.” ​

❝ DOSSIER. ❞
【name】— sanura amal bassett

【age】— 19 years old
【gender】— female
【sexuality】— demisexual
【p.o.b】— damietta governorate, egypt
【ethnicity】afro-egyptian

❝ VISAGE. ❞
【appearance】— a picture of delicate, maybe even ethereal beauty. she carries herself with grace, gliding as smooth as silk against skin when she walks into a room. sanura is not someone that people think of when they envision a “classical” beauty, but there is no denying her appeal. her eyes, though fierce in their feline-like shape, are the softest brown infused with green. they are both the comforting colors of autumn and the green of newly blossomed buds. like shuttered windows, they hide what goes on within her. her hair on the other hand, is a deep brown that only shows it’s true color in the light. sanura was gifted with a wild mane of curls, locks that seem to have a mind of their own. they never want to obey her, so she prefers to keep them under control with blowouts and wigs. her figure is lithe and statquese, without shoes she stands at an impressive 5’11”.

【face claim】— sydney j harper

❝ PERSONA. ❞
【personality】— she stands tall and proud, gliding into any room as though she doesn’t have a single care in the world. the look on her face is one of cool indifference, as if nothing seems to faze her. they look at her with awe in their eyes, how could they not feel impressed by someone so confident in themselves? sanura carries herself with all the grace of someone of high standing. the textbook definition of a well-traveled and classy young woman. someone who is used to a life of luxury, living on a cloud far above the world’s troubles.

it’s true that sanura is a well-read young woman. it’s in the way that she speaks that people come to this conclusion. during her childhood, she was often praised for her vocabulary. those around her fawned over the young girl with so much knowledge. for as long as she could remember she was applauded for her maturity and poise. the scraps of praise from the one person who matter left her craving more. the role of the quiet, polite child soon shackled her into place. with time the weight of it became bearable, something that she could place at the back of her mind.

sanura ignored the crippling loneliness that stabbed at her heart. it was due to her travels that she was unable to make any lasting connections. with longing in her eyes she would listen as people spoke of friends and loved ones with adoration in their voices. the shame that she felt when it was her turn, only to come up short, was a hollow feeling. within her books her loneliness was less apparent. she yearned for it, the only constant person in her life seemed unwilling to give it and thus she never learned to ask. sanura grew awkward in the face of these emotions and hid them. it was where her love of learning sprouted. it was easy to forget that she was alone in the pages of a book, reading of civilizations that had come and gone.


【likes】— traveling, diary keeping, cultural museums, peonies, champagne, felines, classic literature, folklore
【dislikes】— traveling, large crowds, people in her personal space, public speaking, violence
【fears】— dying alone, succumbing to that dark urge within her, her abilities.
【ambitions】— sanura wants to learn to control her abilities. she wants to be able to learn to connect with those around her and not let her fears control her

❝ SCHOOL FILE. ❞

【heritage】— daughter of sekhmet, egyptian goddess of the sun, war, destruction, plagues and healing.
【dorm】— ignis
【abilities】— pyrokinesis: sekhmet is the daughter of the sun god ra and is associated with the destructive force of it. like her mother sanura is able to manipulate fire and heat, with a simple touch she can reduce something to ashes. sanura is also able to create a dome of heat and light, within the dome the heat can cause those trapped to suffer from severe dehydration and fainting.
feline physiology: her mother was associated with felines, specifically lions. she was even depicted with a lion’s head rather than a human. these cat-like attributes have been passed down to her daughter. sanura has taken on the attributes of the majestic beasts herself. she is graceful and agile, able to land on her feet no matter the height she falls and able to contort her body in ways that puts trained contortions to shame. her senses are also cat-like, sanura is able to see in the dark clearly or hear things that are far away. she is able to elongate her nails to sharp claws as well as her canines.

【drawbacks】— pyrokinesis: sanura is able to generate fire, but not large amounts just yet. she is better at manipulating fire that is already present. due to her destructive nature she is afraid of it, learns about it in theory but is hesitant to use the full force of it.
feline physiology: this ability is passive for the most part, meaning that she is unable to turn it off. sanura can go through a sensory overload should things get too loud or if a certain smell is unpleasant to her. she also developed something called a predator instinct, making her more animalistic in nature. in this state it’s hard to distinguish friend from foe, prey from equal.



【year】— sophomore
【skills】— aultilingual (arabic, latin, french, bieroglyphic script, swahili) , piano, violin, ballet. as a child of sekhmet sanura is adept at fighting both with hands and with weapons.

❝ HISTORY. ❞
【 background 】—
for as long as she could remember, her time was spent in the company of others but alone. they moved too often for sanura to remember many places. her father’s archeological career was at its peak. how could anyone expect him to settle down just because he had been left with a child? how could he give the love that she deserved when her mother had selfishly thrown his love back in his face, forced to adapt now that there was someone counting on him. sanura was special, she was divine, she should have been capable of being on her own. there had been a time when they had stayed in one place. egypt had been home for a time and it had been the place where she’d made her only true friendship. but before long they were gone, without even a goodbye or a word of where. sanura cried to herself that night, her sobs muffled because hood children didn’t whine or cry over things that could not be changed.

she worked for the love of her only parent. sanura grew into the perfect child, polite and quiet, a child who knew that she needed to be seen and not heard. throughout her life she was given praise on how intelligent she was, how calm she acted for her age. it was in those moments that her father looked at her with pride and she ate the attention up hungrily. the cycle continued until she turned sixteen and things took a turn.

sanura would often surround herself with books to escape her never ending loneliness, getting lost in the fictional and non fictional worlds that the pages painted. so when the serpopard attacked sanura knew exactly what it was. a battle was fought between them with sanura’s powers manifesting due to the danger that she was in. something had awoken inside of her and she was victorious. it was then that her father told her everything, of her mother and her heritage and the school full of others like her. sanura was happy to know that there was a place where should could belong.

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  • If I don't feel it, I don't fake it. If I'm being real, it was overrated.












    appearance











    height

    5'9






    weight

    65 kg






    hair c.

    Dark






    eye c.

    Hazel












    hair styling

    Dark curly hair that is naturally everywhere all at once, he tries his best to smooth it back with gel in order to not look like a wild bit of lint in the corner of a carpeted room. Instead, it ages him and gives him a distinctly slimy look about him that he can't quite get rid of. Despite all of this effort to present himself as extremely mature, though, often it's all in vain and it ends up way messier than his goals anyways except now he looks older and greasier.






    build

    Lean and fit, Dante's never really put too much effort into looking amazing. He's always gone more for the movie star look than the bodybuilder look, and as such, has settled into a body that isn't quite muscular, but is definitely rather lean and wiry. He's been blessed with a nice bone structure and a handsome face. Charmingly terrible, it's enough to get by, but definitely not enough to truly be a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield or for any flashy heroics.






    style

    Usually dressed alright, he goes more for formal casual and muted colors. His casual is jeans and a t-shirt, his formal is a nice suit. Frustratingly though, he has one of those faces that makes him work in almost everything. So he doesn't really have to put in much effort to look good.






    body mods.

    He has a tattoo on his wrist: "Vivere."






    faceclaim/voiceclaim

    Gus Halper


















































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    • family tree
      ethel cain



      01
      name
      Pollux "Lux" Makos
      02
      nickname
      Lux
      03
      age
      20
      04
      date of birth
      TBD
      05
      gender
      cismale
      06
      sexuality
      Confused & Curious
      07
      god
      Apollo
      08
      face claim
      Dane Dehaan
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  • wine and women and wonderful vices.. welcome to the cult of dionysus!












    appearance











    height

    5’4”






    weight

    122 lbs






    hair c.

    black






    eye c.

    brown












    hair styling

    Mia has a head full of thick, dark curls. Somewhat reminiscent of a lion’s mane, it’s wild and nearly untamable, and she does nothing to prevent its innate desire to do whatever it pleases. It does nothing to take away from her beauty, however; if anything, it adds something to her “party girl” vibe—the big, messy curls scream, “I had a fun time last night and couldn’t be bothered to change because I still look good.”






    build

    At only 5’4”, Mia isn’t tall by any means, but she has the confidence of someone who is—her big personality simply comes in a small package. Said package is wrapped in smooth, tanned skin, which is generally blemish-free. She has an hourglass figure, one that she often accentuates with tight-fitting clothing as a result of being comfortable in her skin rather than looking for the approval or attention of others.






    body mods.

    Mia has made a few vaguely questionable decisions in terms of her body in the way that drunk people often do when offered a challenge. In addition to her bellybutton ring, she has a couple of other piercings in more…out of the way places.






    faceclaim

    Alexa Demie
















































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Wild Card















scroll

Amyr






ㅎㅎ














01.

Full name




Djoser Amyrtaios








02.

Nickname




Amyr, Jay








03.

age




21








04.

sexuality




Pansexual








05.

Gender




Male








06.

Child of




Shezmu








07.

Ethnicity




Egyptian








08.

P.O.B.




Damietta Governorate, Egypt



































  • Hedonism.



    To seek that of which is pleasurable.













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  • nobody loves me except eddie vedder pearl jam : (












    appearance











    height

    5'4






    weight

    122 lbs






    hair c.

    black






    eye c.

    brown












    hair styling

    Fluffy, often hanging down around his shoulders and partially over his eyes. Sometimes he ties it up in a ponytail.






    build

    Lithe and angular.






    body mods.

    Piercings on his ears... like his doggy ears. Did we mention he has jackal ears? Tail too. Also he has several tattoos.






    faceclaim

    tamino amir
















































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  • babes i am NOT livin la vida loca right now tbh












    appearance











    height

    5'4






    weight

    225 lbs






    hair c.

    black, sometimes bleached






    eye c.

    hazel-brown











    hair styling


    Normally it's braided tightly against her scalp, but other times it's tied up in a bun.






    build


    Buff. Absolutely stocky and stacked. One thick slab o' beef.






    body mods.


    Floral tattoos, ear piercings and a navel piercing.






    faceclaim


    Pia Kristine Cruz
















































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yasmín









mama qucha.










01.



02.



03.














  • 01.




















    01


    name.


    Yasmín Emma Castillo Rincon.







    02


    a.k.a.


    "Yas" to friends and family.







    03


    age.


    20 years old.







    04


    gender.


    Trans female.







    05


    sexuality


    Bisexual.







    06


    d.o.b.


    May 3rd. Taurus.







    07


    p.o.b.


    Barranca, Peru.







    08


    ethnicity


    Latina.



















    visage.







    hair.


    A black mop of beachy waves and curls. She usually doesn't let it grow past her shoulders.






    eyes.


    Big round dark brown eyes.






    skin.


    Golden tan and heavily freckled from days spent in the sun.






    build.


    5'7". Yasmín has an athletic swimmer's body - long limbed, lots of lean muscle, much faster in water than on the ground.







    face claim.


    Andrea Chaparro.


















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davis
;; malachiah

“did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? proving nature's law is wrong. it learned to walk with out having feet. funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air.
long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared.” ​

❝ DOSSIER. ❞
【name】— malachiah d’sean davis

【age】— 23 years old
【gender】— male
【sexuality】— asexual
【p.o.b】— harlem, new york
【ethnicity】black/mbuti

❝ VISAGE. ❞
【hair】— black. his hair is always neatly cut with a fresh line to match. malachiah keeps his hair wavy and wears the occasional durag or beanie. he makes sure to keep it moisturized, thus it has a shiny, almost wet look to it.
【eyes】— he has a condition known as heterochromia. malachiah’s left eye is warm brown while the right one is glacier blue.
【skin】— on the darker side of brown.
【build】— he lives an active lifestyle and thus his body is more on the toned side. In medical terms he has a mesomorph type of build.

【height】— 5’11”
【weight】— 168 lbs
【distinguishing features】— his eyes.
【face claim】— mekhi lucky.

❝ PERSONA. ❞
【personality】—
malachiah was raised by both the streets and his mother. it shows with how he carries himself. though his posture seems casual, if one pays close enough attention they’ll realize that it’s not the case at all. malachiah is similar to a spring or a viper, waiting for an attack or to strike. he stays on high alert, making sure that he’s fully aware of his surroundings. with a life like his he can’t afford to be caught slipping or it could cost him his life. malachiah moves in silence. he doesn’t make it a habit of announcing his next move, doesn’t boast about the life style he lives. instead he keeps it close, only sharing with those in his inner circle while others are left guessing. malachiah is someone who prefers actions over words. he doesn’t waste time with trash talking, when he says that he’s going to do something he’s most definitely going to do it. the young man doesn’t bluff and it’s hard to change his mind once it’s set.

he is seen as intimidating by others. the mean mug that he usually wears is enough to keep people away all by itself, his reputation is another solid shield as wel. malachiah always has a cold look in his eyes, or so he’s been told. his look makes people believe that he’s believe that he’s up to no good, that he’s plotting trouble on the sly. people often think that he’s nothing more than a brute, a thug with only violence on his mind. instead malachiah is cunning and calculating, he things before his next move. he plans what he does carefully in order to not slip up. he’s a perfectionist in that regard, boarding on paranoid even.

malachiah is observant, something that he learned from the streets. he pays attention to detail and it has saved his life many times in the past. malachiah has a way or reading people, of figuring out if someone is bullshiting him or not and it makes others nervous. he keeps what he peeps out to himself for the most part, pretends that he doesn’t notice anything at all. people are more receptive when he plays dumb. they’re easier to manipulate when all they see is what they think he’s like.

he puts loyalty above all else and family right along with it. when malachiah is good to someone he expects the same treatment back. he’s always been good at looking after his own, taking care of those in his circle and rewarding them for their loyalty. despite what he does malachiah is community oriented to a certain point. having grown up in harlem he does give back to his community, perhaps as a way to make up for what he’s doing. the kids flock to him as he gives them money and the adults praise him for how his crew protects them from other gangs and crooked officials.

【likes】— american bullies, designer Shoes, true crime shows, vintage cars, home cooked meals, soap operas
【dislikes】— clingy people, traitors, snitches, cats, loud people, cops, his plans being messed with
【fears】— not being able to protect his mother or community. malachiah is also scared if forgetting where he came from and losing himself within his new environment.
【ambitions】— he wants to be able to protect the people he loves and the place that he was raised in. with his new abilities and opportunities he wants to create a better life for himself and his family.

❝ SCHOOL FILE. ❞

【heritage】— son of tore, mbuti god of the forest, wild animals, hunters, and thunder
【dorm】— mundus
【abilities】— botanokinesis: malachiah can create and manipulate plants. in his presence they can grow in abundance or wilt. the land close to him is even influenced by him to the point where he can make it barren of plant life. he can communicate with plants through touch or telepathy. though they don’t talk with voices, they can send emotions to jasper to let her know how they feel. plants see all and thus, they can act as his eyes within the areas they’re in. images can be shown to him, events that have happened in an area.

thunder manipulation: malachiah is able to manipulate thunder. with this power he can manipulate the shockwaves, aka lightning. malachiah and generate this energy or manipulate it if it’s present. his favorite way of using it is to send out blast or create weapons. the sound that accompanies is also under bis control. he’s able to create sonic booms that can cause tremors or even shatter things. when concentrated it can cause damage to a person or monster.

【drawbacks】— botanokinesis: wip

thunder manipulation : wip

【year】— junior
【skills】— talented with all things hunting and gardening. malachiah is a skilled observer and strategist as well. he as excellent aim.

❝ HISTORY. ❞
【 background 】—
malachiah is a true harlem citizen, born and raised in the city. and he was sure that he’d die within it too, caught in the endless cycle that plagues the life of d boys and those who aren’t able to leave the community. his story is nothing special, no different from many of those around him. malachiah was born to a hardworking mother but a deadbeat father, a man who didn’t even bother to be in and out of his life. malachiah’s mother was a proud one, so she didn’t beg for his father to pay attention to malachiah. she would raise her son with the help of her own mother instead. and work she did. diana worked a total of three jobs in order to put food on the table, a cleaning job that she worked with her mother and two waitressing jobs. her dreams of attending college had been cut short with the arrival of her son, but she did what she could to provide for him.


his mother tried hard to shield him from the realities of life, she did her best to keep him away from the violence and crime that plagued their streets. but diana wasn’t always around and as malachiah got older, he began to notice. there were times when his mother would cry to herself, muffling her sons with her hands as she tried to figure out how rent would be paid or how they would eat. malachiah was an observant child, he noticed that his clothes were often hand-me-downs, that they had a lot less than many people in their community. his peers made him all too aware of it.

it wasn’t long before the call of the streets beckoned him with promises of wealth. they taunted him, questioning how he could just sit by while his family struggled. malachiah started off as a normal corner boy, but eventually he formed his own group that eventually turned into a gang. the vice lords made their mark on harlem, relentlessly they increased their territory and pushed back competition. malachiah created his own empire and his family never went without again.

imagine his surprise when he discovered that he was something more than man, when he was confronted with monsters that no mere gun could kill. he learned that death followed him in other ways and he needed to learn to protect his own all over again.
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  • kinda bug and kinda snak... try and catch em in ur trap












    appearance











    height

    5'9






    weight

    149 lbs






    hair c.

    brown






    eye c.

    brown












    hair styling

    Long, hangs far past their shoulders. Sometimes they pull it back, but usually not.






    build

    A bit boxy and pointy






    body mods.

    Pierced ears and not much else.






    faceclaim

    xiuhtezcatl martinez
















































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  • apocalypse
    cigarettes after sex



    01
    name
    Alora Reshevska
    02
    P.O.B
    New Orleans, Louisiana
    03
    age & year
    19, sophomore
    04
    date of birth
    February 18th
    05
    gender
    cis-female
    06
    sexuality
    "... next question."
    07
    god
    Athena
    08
    face claim
    Kenya Zinzi Brown
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  • basics



    appearance



    persona



    background



    gallery











    • basics









      child of Khonsu

























      Pale Moonlight



      The Gray House



















      FULL NAME



      Asra Moon-Jo










      NICKNAME(S)



      n/a










      AGE



      21










      School Year



      3rd










      Dorm



      Divum










      BIRTHDAY



      boop










      SEXUALITY



      lesbeanie










      Face Claim



      Tati Gabrielle




















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freeman
;; jasper

“I think it’s good to change the place where one sleeps from time to time. I believe it gives one more interesting dreams.” ​

❝ DOSSIER. ❞
【name】— jasper jermaine freeman

【age】— 24 years old
【gender】— male
【sexuality】— pansexual
【p.o.b】— woodstock, vermont
【ethnicity】black/greek

❝ VISAGE. ❞
【appearance】— A mane of wild curls with hues that could have been painted the same deep red and oranges of a setting sun, frames a face that is not quite man and not quite boy. His features are strong in the way his jaw comes to a point, the way his brows are bushy and seemingly untamable, yet soft in the plush of his cheeks, the fullness of his lips. His skin is pale and upon it are freckles, littering his body like loving mementos left behind by the sun. The young man is tall, alarmingly so, yet his presence is quiet. His body is lean and strong, from years of farm work and running around with family and friends. He is not awkward in his length, no he is graceful in the quiet way that he carries. he has a jagged scar that stretches from his forehead, over his eye, and to his chin.

❝ PERSONA. ❞
【personality】—
jasper is like a gentle breeze, washing over the senses softly and leaving nothing disturbed in his wake. there is a certain lack of awareness about him, as if he needs to be tied down or else he’ll float right away. it gives off the impression that he is forever daydreaming, head stuck in the clouds with no hope or wanting to return to the ground. some call him a fool yet their comments roll off of his back like water off of a dolphin’s. they go into one ear and out of the other with no way of latching onto his being. he doesn’t allow them to take room and fester in his mind.

the air around him seems light for some reason. there is a gentleness that surrounds his person, a disarming trait that leaves most with the feeling of being at ease around him. for all of his height jasper is a careful young man, a quiet person who does his best not to disturb the world around him. his hands, rough and calloused from work, are delicate in the way they interact with things, as though he’s scared to break something.

there is nothing complicated about jasper. he is a simple man with simple goals. there are no ulterior motives or schemes running through his mind. no, honestly is something that he values and games are only enjoyed when not at the cost of harming someone else, be it me mentally or physically. he is a true pacifist who does not like violence in any sense. he tries to avoid it as best he can in fact.


【likes】— whittling, nature strolls, botanical gardens, silk scarves, apple pie, fluffy cats, children, fall festivals, cloud watching, napping in trees
【dislikes】— cold weather, splinters, pessimism, malicious people, rushing, coffee, sour things, fighting

【fears】— he has a healthy amount of fear for the monsters he’s had to fight. jasper is also terrified of his grandmother sometimes but he’s also scared of losing her and his grandfather.
【ambitions】— he wants to learn about his heritage because he’s always been curious about his father’s side of the family.

❝ SCHOOL FILE. ❞

【heritage】— son of hypnos, greek god sleep and dreams
【dorm】— wip
【abilities】— somnokinesis: as a child of hypnos, jasper has sway over the realm of sleep. this ability of his allows him to control the aspects of sleep. with a touch he is able to induce sleep in others or even take it way for a time.

oneirokinesis: jasper has the ability to manipulate dreams. with this he can astral project and enter the dreams of others. he is able to completely control the dreams of others and can view memories or insert fake ones if he chooses. jasper can also pull others from the sleeping world into the waking world or hold them within it.

【drawbacks】— somnokinesis: jasper cannot take away sleep from someone forever just as he cannot make them sleep for forever. so far he is only able to do each for about 30 or so minutes. he also has to have direct contact with the person.

oneirokinesis: jasper needs to be asleep to utilize this ability. it leaves his physical body vulnerable, as he’s unable to interact with the physical world. the mind is a delicate thing and if jasper messes with a person dreams for too long it can cause them to lose touch with what is real and what is not.

【year】— senior
【skills】— having grown up on a farm jasper knows how to manage certain animals and crops. while not a marksman by any means his aim is excellent. he’s also skilled at hunting and tracking.

❝ HISTORY. ❞
【 background 】—
rural vermont is a place where things out of the ordinary rarely happen and the town of woodstock is no different. it came as no surprise that the youth would often get bored of their little old town. delores freeman had been one of those youths. a vivacious 20 something year old with big dreams, she often spoke of how she would one day leave her bland home. she was never someone who took things slow, she was always on the move and living it up like it was her last day on earth. so when she suddenly ditched down with some random man she’d met at one of the town’s only spas, it left her parents heartbroken but not surprised. at least delores had spoken with them through letters and post cards.

nine months later she would return home with a coming home present swaddled in her arms. her parents welcomed her home, tried to ease her heartbreak as much as they could. the little bundle, jasper she’d named him, would serve to add more warmth to their little family. together they would raise him to be a fine young man. his mother would teach him to enjoy what life had to offer while his grandparents instilled traditional values into his head. but life was a fickle mistress and things did not turn out as they would hope.

little jasper was only one three years old when he was all dressed in black, watching as the box that contained his mother was lowered into the ground. to the town it had been a hunting accident but his grandparents found out the truth after the funeral. delores had left a letter for them, a detailed note explaining just who jasper’s father was and what it would mean. delores begged for her parents to not treat him differently, to give him all of the love that she would no longer be able to. it was a hard pill to swallow, but when the forest began to change, they stepped up to the plate. little jasper was still raised with those traditional values. he grew into a hardworking yet sof-spoken young man. the older folk would compliment his grandparents on raising such a fine gentleman, a boy who worked on his family’s farm and sold their goods without a complaint.

before her mind went his grandma would tell him stories of gods and monsters. he’d listen with wide eyes and open ears, covers pulled up to his nose as she spoke. his faithful dog quake sleeping beside his bed, keeping him safe throughout the night. he would have never guessed that his grandmother’s stories would be true, that all the lessons his grandfather taught him had been for actual monsters.

his powers manifested slowly but surely and soon his grandfather sat him down and told him the story of his birth and heritage. his grandmother’s mental and physical health had been steadily declining. that along with his curiosity had him readily accepting his new adventure in life.
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VISAGE
NAME: Victor Faber
NICKNAMES: Vic, Vicky
P.O.B: somewhere in the midwestern US, raised in rural Michigan
AGE: 22 years old
GENDER: cis-male
ORIENTATION: questioning
ETHNICITY:

APPEARANCE
HAIR: brown, long 'n messy. Usually tied back for safety.
EYES: hazel
BUILD: At 6'4" and roughly 220 lbs, Cam's a big dude. He's broad shouldered and built strong but soft around the edges. More of a powerlifter than bodybuilder kinda guy. From the knee down, his left leg is a prosthetic.
FACECLAIM: Jason Momoa

PSYCHE
PERSONALITY: Sometimes Vic worries he has more in common with the things he builds than the people around him. Maybe because he spends more time with them. It isn't that he doesn't like people or doesn't get along with them. He's affable and even tempered, just extremely self-contained. Combined with his size, the burns and scars from his less successful experiments, and a tendency to frown when he's lost in thought, which is more often than not, he projects an unintentionally intimidating aura. But in truth he's a huge dork. He's much more comfortable working behind the scenes, offering aid and support to those on the stage. While he can come across as a bit emotionally detached he's an excellent listener and reassuringly stable, a source of levelheaded pragmatism in times of turmoil. He's the kind of guy you can just sit in silence with while he works without feeling weird about it.

His kindness is in part an attempt to suppress the tiny, bitter seed of anger he's carried his whole life. No matter where he goes he always feels just slightly out of place, simultaneously too big for every room and too quiet for every crowd. While he's very intelligent, it borders on arrogance and being condescended to is one of the few things that gets under his skin. He's slow to anger but he can hold a grudge like nobody's business and his seemingly endless patience can be vicious when he sets his mind to revenge. Hardworking to the point of obsessive, he has a bad habit of neglecting other aspects of his life in favor of his projects. He can be remarkably stubborn when faced with a problem and would rather beat himself to death against a brick wall than admit to a mistake or give up.

Insatiably curious, he loves taking things apart just as much as he loves putting them together. His workspace is a labyrinth of half built projects and gutted machines that only he can make sense of. Honestly, he's a bit of a hoarder. A deep love for all things ugly, broken, and just plain odd means a lot of his inventions slant towards the absurd. Despite a brutalist sensibility there's a glimmer of the mad scientist deep within him and he always makes sure to put something unexpected into everything he makes. He gets just as passionate about other people's work. Show him an interesting thing or idea and he'll run with it. He takes a great deal of pride in his work and gifts most of the things he makes to others. The joy is in creating for him and unless something was made with a specific purpose, he's likely to forget about it as soon as it's done.

LIKES: coding, working with his hands, hot weather, swimming (especially in the ocean), embroidery, spicy food, punishingly grindy RTS and TRPG games, robotics

DISLIKES: crowds, attention, sweets, heights, tight fitting clothes, the color orange,

MOTIVATIONS: More than anything, Vic fears stagnation, the idea that someday he will reach a point where he can no longer learn new things or improve his craft. He's not an especially ambitious person and he's more interested in solving interesting problems than reaching any specific goal. Although he always thought it'd be nice to eventually build his own workshop/studio in some mountains somewhere and turn it into a retreat for artists, engineers, and inventors to work on their passion projects.

GODLY PARENT: Hephaestus, Greek god of blacksmiths, craftsmen, sculptors, metallurgy, and fire.

DORM: Ignis
YEAR: 3rd

ABILITIES:
-Animation: Vic can give inanimate objects a kind of 'life' allowing them to move independently. He has basic control over whatever he animates, but has better luck with things he built himself.
-Metal Manipulation: he can control metal. Heat it, shape it, change its state, mash it together. He's like a trash compactor and a soldering iron all in one. Can be used to create improvised weapons and armor, used it to create his current prosthetic to give him finer control.

STRENGTHS: Even without his powers, Vic has a knack for mechanics and all things techy. If your car breaks down or your computer's on the fritz, he's your guy. Generally handy. Knows a lot about organic farming. Despite a general distaste for violence, his size and strength along with training make him a formidable foe in hand to hand combat. A talented blacksmith, welder, and sculptor.

WEAKNESSES: His animation ability can only be used on non-organic objects and is limited by their own form. So he could technically bring a rock to life but it wouldn't be very useful. Something like a statue would be able to move, but the cruder an object is, the more limited its usefulness. They can also be... difficult to control at times. Animal-shaped objects especially seem to take on a will of their own if left to their own devices for too long. They can also be damaged, eventually leading to 'death' if their physical structure is compromised beyond a certain degree.

Likewise, his metal manipulation is impacted by the form and composition of the metal. Metals with lower conductivity take more effort to heat, if he gets something too hot it could damage the metal, bend something the wrong way and it could snap. Alloys are trickiest, he seems to have more control the simpler and purer the metal is. Size also impacts his abilities. He can bend a spoon without even really thinking about it. Crumpling up a car, not so much.




TIME MACHINE
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;; drusilla

“Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown, with the grasses waiving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace.” ​

❝ DOSSIER. ❞
【name】— drusilla adrienne lenoir

【age】— 25 years old
【gender】— female
【sexuality】— pansexual
【p.o.b】— hiddenite, north carolina.
【ethnicity】black/roman

❝ VISAGE. ❞
【appearance】— wip

❝ PERSONA. ❞
【personality】— when faced with drusilla there’s an aura of mystery that surrounds her. she has never been one to offer much about herself, she intentionally keeps her life private. there are secrets within her that she has no intention of sharing, parts of her that she keeps tucked away behind lock and key. drusilla knows that most people can’t turn away a good mystery. she’s aware of the fact that her elusive nature makes her all the more appealing to those who wish to figure her out. like a skilled fisher, drusilla plays a game of catch and release with those around her. she offers bits of information yet nothing that makes others feel as if they truly know her. let them guess, she says, and let them return to her in hopes of knowing her better. their curiosity and fascination are more often than not, their downfall. it’s a game she's fond of and she favors the ones who give her a challenge.

when first taught the art of seduction and manipulation, drusilla found herself enthralled. with rapt attention she learned of women like mata hari and josephine baker. it amazed her to think of the lengths people would go to for someone they found attractive. drusilla was an eager student. with the inspiration from tales of women before her there was little that could stop her from blossoming into such a woman herself. she became a well read woman, a worldly temptress who could not only ensnare hearts, but minds as well. drusilla excelled in the art of reading others, letting their bodies show her the truth of their person. in her life, talk could mean little. she couldn’t trust others to tell her the truth and so she would find it herself. she has made a game out of it. when she’s bored and has others around she usually tries to get a read on them, tries to figure out their character without the use of words. it’s almost frightening how accurate she can be at times.

there’s a level of perfectionism that is required in her work and drusilla is likely to be above that level. she’s a careful person, even in her everyday life. mistakes aren’t welcomed in her life nor does she like to second guess herself. she is definitely someone who lives by a schedule, she carefully plans her day out. being so organized helps her navigate through the busy life that she has. her level of perfectionism makes working with others difficult. drusilla feels that she works best by herself. if paired with someone who she feels isn’t competent enough to be beside her, she tends to strong arm them and take over. khadija makes no room for change once her plans are set and her mind is made up, unless of course, she has no other choice.

drusilla possesses a rather intense amount of determination. when she goes after something she doesn’t give up easily. while she doesn’t care for mistakes she realizes that they are also learning experiences. drusilla is constantly looking to improve herself, to be the best that she can be in her fields. much like a shark with a drop of blood in the water, her tasks are handled with unwavering focus. drusilla is an ambitious woman with high goals for herself, and she plans on surpassing every single one.

to the outside world she carries herself in a poised manner. drusilla very conscious of her appearance and thus makes an effort to go out in the world looking well put together. with etiquette having been taught to her rather harshly, drusilla is someone who always uses her manners. that, of course, is merely a facade. one of the many layers that hide her true form. when stripped of her social niceties, when there is nothing left but who she is to her very core, drusilla is a scary individual. her beautiful visage hides someone who had all the similarities of a predator, a wild thing that she needs to keep caged within herself until she can truly let loose. there’s ways to catch a glimpse of it. when her eyes have that unnerving glint in them, when her smile seems to be hiding sharp teeth. drusilla is a cruel woman who enjoys pushing people to the edge just because she can. the people have seen that side of her, the violence that she is truly capable of, have long left the world by her hands. none of them live to tell the tale and she makes sure of it.

【likes】— wip
【dislikes】— wip

【fears】— wip
【ambitions】— wip

❝ SCHOOL FILE. ❞

【heritage】— daughter of pluto, roman god of the underworld, wealth, and earth.
【dorm】— divum
【abilities】—
geokinesis: pluto is the lord of the underworld and chthonic god who ruled over the deep earth and the precious metals and jewels within it. drusilla inherited the ability from her father, having her sway over the earth below. with this ability she is able to manipulate earth, creating constructs and hurling rocks at high speeds. drusilla can also creature fissures in the ground and and generate earthquakes. with raw gems she is able to detect them and bring them to the surface. depending on which type she brings up she can create armor from the materials or even weapons.

necromancy: drusilla is able to communicate and manipulate the dead in a way. the more gruesome aspect of this ability is the fact that she can reanimate dead bodies to do her bidding. she’s also able to communicate and see spirits, calling them forth for information or sending them to carry out tasks or messages.

【drawbacks】—
geokinesis: drusilla cannot create precious gemstones and metals from nothing. in order to use this ability they must always be present. just like with erosion her earth based attacks are weak against water.

necromancy: dealing with the dead is a tricky and dangerous thing to do, even with the divinity that flows through her veins. drusilla can call up spirits but not all spirits are pleasant. when she allows them to possess her there’s always a risk of a few being unwilling to leave. sometimes she has to bind them to her body for a time and that can be physically draining.

【year】— senior
【skills】— wip

❝ HISTORY. ❞
【 background 】—
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    Love, Lovie, Amma
    * Age
    21
    * p.o.b.
    New Orleans, Louisiana
    * Godly Parent
    Astlik, Armenian Goddess of Love
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    * weight
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    build


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