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Alumni of the Arcane

applications

application info.

BASICS
FULL NAME:
TAROT CARD/ROLE:
AGE: 18 - 24
STAR SIGN:
PRONOUNS:
SEXUALITY:
MAJOR:
MAGIC SPECIALITY (IF THEY HAVE ONE): (these are listed in the lore doc, which I will link)

VISAGE
FACIAL FEATURES: (hair, eyes, skin, notable features, etc)
FACE-CLAIM: (realistic only!)
BODY MODS: (any scars, piercings, tattoo's?)

PSYCHE
PERSONA: (brief description of their personality)
VIRTUES: (three to five virtues)
VICES: (three to five vices)
LIKES: (as many as you like, but explain WHY your oc likes xyz.)
DISLIKES: (as many as you like, but explain WHY your oc dislikes xyz.)

HISTORY
BACKGROUND:
REPUTATION: (if a returning member, how are they perceived by the other members? if you're a first year at the school or in the society, how do you expect to be perceived?)

roles.

Multiple

multiple open

The roles are listed in the lore doc, with open roles being listed in the interest check thread as well.

extra information.

All necessary information to fill this out should be on the lore doc, which I will attach! For any questions, feel free to ask me either here or in the discord!

interest check.

lore doc.

♡coded by uxie♡

 

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• THE WORLD
• THE HANGED MAN
• THE SUN

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  Aurora "Rory" Feng

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

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    aurora feng

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    rory

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    twenty-three

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    demigirl(she/they)

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    sexuality.

    
    
    

    bisexual

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ethnicity.

    
    
    

    chinese-american

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    major

    
    
    

    dance and psychology

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    5' 5"

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    appearance.

    
    
    

    Rory has long, wavy black hair that she often wears loose or with a bow, occasionally opting for a tied-up look with a few strands out at the front. She has fair skin that is enviously smooth and acne-free; her skin care routine is no joke. She has thin eyebrows above piercing, almond-shaped green eyes which she usually adorns with a bit of winged eyeliner to make her look intimidating. She has a straight nose and a bit of a resting bitch face (she's not actually super mean, she just looks somewhat intimidating--or as intimidating as one can when you're 5' 5"). She has a thin build that hides her lean muscles from her hours spent practicing ballet and walks with a dancer's grace. She often dresses like a character from Gossip Girl if it were darker and slightly more modern, absolutely giving dark academia every day of the week. She has three lobe piercings on each ear and a small tattoo of a butterfly on her hip.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    faceclaim.

    
    
    

    havana rose liu

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
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    As the acting leader of the Amithis Society, Rory has a lot on her shoulders. She's good at making snap decisions, being able to quickly calculate the variables involved and make the choice that helps the most people. She is generally benevolent but can get quite frustrated with people who don't see things in terms of the greater good and get caught up on the minutiae of problems. She's a big picture person and will tell you if something isn't working or is getting on her nerves. If you get on her bad side, she can be quite cold, but is generally quite a friendly and vivacious person, loving events like dances and parties. She is a very generous person and will give a lot of her time and energy to those she cares about, but this approach can sometimes leave little time or energy for herself. She doesn't always remember to put herself first, though she is trying to get better about it. However, this is her first year as the society president, which means the pressure is on. While there is a faculty mentor, he is rarely attentive to the society and relies almost entirely on the student president each year.
    
    Rory takes her responsibilities very seriously, and herself quite seriously as well, so she appreciates the rare moments she had loosen up and have fun. However, even in those moments she still has some guard up, sometimes wondering if the demon-summoning incident could be partially attributed to her lenience despite her not being the society president at the time. She is hard on others, but hardest on herself, setting near-impossible standards to live up to. She can be judgmental if she deems people aren't doing their share or working hard enough at something, looking down on them. She also tends to value tangible results above most other things, despite it not always making sense. She is good at getting others to follow her, even if she is sometimes jealous of others with more natural leadership abilities that draw others to them.
    
    She is quite good at controlling her emotions, bottling them up (which may end up with her exploding on someone who may or may not deserve it). She is also generally honest but will absolutely lie to keep people from freaking out or doing things that will the future of the society as a whole. Those close to her may get annoyed at how much she worries about the society's future and not about herself, throwing herself into her job with fervor.
    

    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    leader. charismatic. disciplined. compassionate. selfless.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    vices.

    
    
    

    controlling. arrogant. self-sacrificial. condescending. judgmental.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    fears.

    
    
    

    losing control. failure. letting others down.

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    Because I said so. What's so confusing about that?

    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
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    Unlike many others', Rory grew up knowing about magic, since her mother is an alumnus of Oak Grove Conservatory, having been the acting president of the Amithis Society during her senior year, and she puts a large amount of pressure on her daughter to follow in her footsteps. She excels at enchantment magic and encouraged Rory to follow in her footsteps, though when she went through the initiate ritual, she found she was better at divination. She tried hard to be a well-rounded student both academically and magically though, ending up dual majoring even though she knew it would take her an extra year to finish school because she's passionate about dance. Ever since Rory was little, dance was the one true rebellion against her mother she had, because though her mother signed her up for ballet as a child, Rory ended up choosing dance over her many other extracurriculars. The time she feels most free is when she's dancing, there she doesn't have to think about all the expectations on her and she can just move her body to the choreography.
    
    Once Rory got accepted to the society her first year of university, her mother was happy not surprised. She expected as much, and did not give her daughter the credit she deserved for working so hard. Since Rory is an only child, there are no siblings for her mother to direct her attention towards, and she frequently would (and still does) call Rory to check up on her. Her mother truly does care for Rory, but also tries to live vicariously through her, attempting to fix her mistakes by having Rory redo her old path. After being inducted into the Amithis Society, Rory realized that though her mother had been president, she had been demoted after a scandal she refused to share with her daughter. Rory's curious nature led her to pry, but in the end she wished she hadn't when she learned the truth. Still, she wants to live up to her mother's expectations, and now, those of her peers and professors as well, since she's given them such high expectations based off of her past behavior.
    
    After the demon summoning ritual at the end of the previous school year, she felt like it was her fault for not stopping it despite her not being the president yet, feeling a lot of guilt for her lack of action when she noticed Mallory acting oddly. Rory actually does enjoy her position and the authority she holds, having a bit of control issues and being a huge perfectionist when it comes to literally anything. She hates being in situations where she feels helpless and will do anything to ensure that she has the upper hand, even if her compassion sometimes makes her want to reach out to others. Now, she's really and truly prepared herself for her last school year (or at least tried to), thinking she has everything handled.
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    

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    ✧ Scrying: This ability requires the presence of either water or a mirror but enables Rory to spy on someone in present time. She can see what someone is doing even though she cannot hear them nor see more than their immediate surroundings, including the people they are with. This ability can be blocked with any sort of anti-scrying/detection wards or spells, interfering with her ability. Due to her heavy reliance on this spell, Rory carries a small compact with her everywhere. What she can see is also limited by the size of the mirror or water, with bigger surfaces granting her a larger area of visibility.
    ✧ Telepathic messaging: Rory can communicate with people over large distances mentally, mumbling the spell under her breath in order to say whatever she wants to, with her target hearing it inside their mind. She can also hear any mental reply they direct at her.
    ✧ Precognition: Rory also has a limited ability to see the future. Like with her scrying, she can't hear any words or see more than the immediate surroundings of the target. She needs a surface such as a mirror or water in order to use this ability as well, and for both precognition and divination, she needs to be familiar with the target and able to visualize them in her mind. Precognition, being the future, isn't as accurate as scrying into the present. Rory sees more of a potential future than anything else. If she does multiple instances of this spell, she can see a few different possible futures play out.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    divination

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    atlas ripley

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    age.

    
    
    

    twenty-two

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    gender.

    
    
    

    male (he/him)

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    sexuality.

    
    
    

    homosexual

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ethnicity.

    
    
    

    white

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    english

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    height.

    
    
    

    6' 0"

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    appearance.

    
    
    

    Atlas can be an imposing figure, considering his towering height and penchant for dark clothing, and he does nothing to try and soften up his image. Despite his height, he doesn't have a lot of muscle, giving him a thin, gangly build. He has near-constant eye bags from late nights and often is either seen scowling or with a lot of concentration on his face. He has no sense of what's going on around him and has deep brown eyes that are constantly looked off into the distance, indicating his mind being somewhere else. Atlas has a mess of brown hair he rarely bothers to do anything with, causing it to look a bit windswept unintentionally. He has somewhat messy eyebrows as well, and a long, straight nose with full lips. He is just the type of indie, nicotine-addicted guy that girls on Tiktok love, painting his nails black and wearing eyeliner on the rare occasion he puts some effort into his appearance. He dresses like the alternative older brother from a 90s-2000s movie. He has two helix piercings and one lobe piercing in each ear, and a tattoo of a sword on his right forearm. He also has an eyebrow piercing in his left eyebrow and a tattoo of a cute little cat on his left ankle (based off of his childhood pet).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    Atlas does not go out of his way to talk to the other members of the society much, possibly leading them to find him aloof and cold. While he doesn't go out of his way to be mean or rude, and is generally not a cruel person, his intimidating appearance and aloof personality don't make him very popular. He loves reading and writing and can be found reading a book often. If he's not reading, he's likely studying (magic or literature), or staring into space, apparently daydreaming. He has a very one-track mind and is constantly thinking of new ways to try and break his curse, or least to postpone its effects. After all, his father lived to his early thirties before he perished by living a very safe life, but Atlas doesn't want to waste his life away in fear of his curse while still remaining alive. He comes up with new ideas all the time, and it's difficult to sway him once he has his mind set on something, working until he gets what he wants. His determination is admirable, but it can get in the way of his relationships at times, with his propensity of figure things out by himself isolating him from others.
    
    Unlike his cousin, Atlas does not have any sort of insomnia or sleeping problem but stays up very late and sometimes into the wee hours of the morning voluntarily, either in the middle of reading or working on a new spell of theory. If he weren't so single-minded on anything that could help with his curse, he might be one of the strongest members of the society due to his hard work and dedication. While most people generally know of his obsession with ending the curse, it is not spoken of in his presence, lest he get annoyed with them for bringing it up and leave. He's a bit like a cat in that he will show you attention when you stop pestering him about it. There are few things Atlas hates more than being told what to do, and controlling people only serve to make him angry. He does have a bit of a temper at times, but he is usually good at hiding it unless someone really pisses him off.
    
    If there is one thing Atlas loves at much as literature, it's music. It calms him down when his anxiety around his curse is flaring up and he often has a pair of headphones or earbuds in anytime he's not in class. His music taste is relatively diverse since he listens to music so frequently, but his favorite kind of music by far is punk rock. He will animatedly talk about music or literature, opening up about those topics much faster than any others. Due to his intense study of magic, he is thoroughly versed on the practical minutiae of the craft, and those who truly become his friends will be granted his help in any endeavors they may wish for it in. Anyone else who asks him for help will likely get a sarcastic remark and potentially the bare minimum of assistance. Sarcastic remarks and brief statements are pretty much his only vocabulary for people he doesn't know well, or for people he dislikes.
    

    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    virtues.

    
    
    

    clever. hard-working. loyal. passionate. focused.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    vices.

    
    
    

    antisocial. spacey. impatient. stubborn. impulsive.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    dying. failure. enclosed spaces.

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    Sorry, I didn't see you there. Lost in thought, y'know?

    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
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    Unlike many others at Oak Grove Conservatory, Atlas has known of magic for a long time, coming to Oak Grove Conservatory specifically with the intent to join the Amithis Society. He was banking everything on it, and when he didn't get accepted freshman year, he sank into a depressive state before realizing if he flunked out of school, he couldn't be inducted into the society at all. So he worked harder than ever, demonstrating his academic talent and cleverness in every way he could so that he'd get accepted into the society. Thankfully, his sophomore year, he was inducted, and he immediately got to work learning magic and trying to figure out a way to break the curse that was placed upon him when he was much younger.
    
    Atlas had a mostly normal childhood, but after the death of his father when he was twelve, he learned something that changed his life forever. Most people deemed his father's death a suicide due to overdose, but a letter that he'd left behind for Atlas said otherwise. At first, Atlas thought his father was crazy, gone mad in his final months of life, since he had always been somewhat of an odd guy, though after several near-death experiences he finally believed the strange words written in the note. Generations ago, his great-grandfather had pissed off an extremely powerful magician, causing him to place a curse on the heads of the first son of his family. Despite the odds, every generation had at least one son born into it, and once his father died, it was a ticking clock until he died too. The specifics of the curse were unclear, since Atlas's great-grandfather had no prior knowledge of magic, and only incessant searching had brought the information to his grandfather's attention (that and his great-grandfather recounting the words of the curse on his deathbed). However, the one upside to the curse is that it strengthens the magic of the one who is currently bearing it, giving them abilities far beyond what a normal person could imagine. But each brush with his impending demise only brought him closer to the accident that would kill him. In his father's last note, Atlas read about Oak Grove Conservatory, seeing years' worth of hunting for information on the internet laid out in his father's neat script. So, he was determined to learn the secrets kept there and gain the magic he was so desperate to have.
    
    Once he was at last accepted into the fold of the Amithis Society under the Hanged Man arcana (how morbidly appropriate, he thought), he could reign in the wild energy he had into real magic and learn how to break the curse. Until then, there are a lot of things he is forced to avoid or valiantly protect himself to do (such as fortifying his stomach every time he partakes in alcohol for fear that it could trigger the curse otherwise). However, he can't kick the smoking habit, since he figures the curse will kill him faster than cancer later in life ever could. He doesn't exactly announce his curse, but to most returning society members, it's likely common knowledge. Why else would he be so skilled at abjuration?
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    

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    ✧ Wards: Due to the nature of his curse, Atlas has become greatly skilled with all sorts of wards and ways of protection. He is best at runic wards, often drawing them on himself with in black pen to buy himself time and keep himself safe while he continues to work on the cure to his curse. During any sort of reckless or dangerous activity (even just drinking if he knows he'll drink a lot), it is common to see him with runes of protection up and down his arms. He is specifically good with wards that keep away death and curses, but is passable at most sorts of warding spells (particular those which use runes).
    ✧ Shields: Though when it comes to offensive magic, Atlas is relatively weak, he is quite skilled at defending himself from offensive spells. He can conjure and create shields for himself, typically by drawing runes in the air or just speaking the words if he's in a hurry. Though his shields aren't as good as his wards, they're pretty useful in a pinch, and definitely useful when it comes to offensive magic. He's even decent at counterspells, being quite thorough that no bad magic can harm him. However, in a one on one fight his shields and wards likely won't do much damage unless someone steps into the boundary of them. His shields are his fastest-working spells, which he can produce quite quickly, unlike his wards and charms.
    ✧ Counterspells: Atlas is also good at counterspells, though he is not yet as quick at them as he would like to be, since his hastily muttered counterspells are usually quite clumsy in nature. His longer-term counterspells are much hardier, so if he comes across an enemy ward he can dismantle it quite easily given some time. His main focus currently (besides the obvious getting rid of his curse) is quickening his counterspells.
    ✧ Good luck charms: Similar to warding spells, Atlas excels at good luck spells and charms. He's your go-to guy if you're nervous about a test or need that extra push of luck to ask someone out. He has about four or five good luck charms on him at all times, though their usefulness fades after a while, and each only grants minimal good luck (but it's nice to think that they could be helping him avoid potentially fatal encounters, even if they don't make that big of a difference).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    abjuration

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    cage the elephant

    
    

    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

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    edmund beaumont

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    twenty-one

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    pansexual

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    african-american

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    studio art

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    appearance.

    
    
    

    Though both Rory and Atlas can appear quite intimidating, Eddie is exactly the opposite. He is often smiling or appearing to be in contemplation of something, bringing his sketchpad with him everywhere. He's very friendly and will wave at people he knows, rarely excluding others. He has a head of tight curls that he does his best to maintain, caring about his appearance and aesthetics in general as an art student. He is also rarely seen without the thin golden-framed glasses he wears (for the aesthetic), liking the retro look. He has thick, but carefully manicured eyebrows and deep brown eyes. He has full lips and straight teeth thanks to years of braces as a child. He dresses like a slightly eccentric professor, preferring dark/light academia style. He has a slightly more muscular build than Atlas, but couldn't really be called buff or anything since all he does to maintain it is cardio and a bit of weights at the gym.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    Eddie is known as being an upbeat and vivacious guy, always up for a challenge or last minute excursion. He's agreeable and easygoing, willing to hear people out and engage in reckless behavior without a second thought. He's always got a clever joke, interesting observation, or flirty compliment up his sleeve, never being one to take life slow. From the outside, he seems like a good-natured, popular, and bright young man with a lot of artistic talent and a competitive drive. And while those qualities are all true, he lets the mask of the "man of the people" down around those who are close to him, showing a more mercurial and emotionally volatile side of him, being prone to changing his mind quickly about things. He is slow to show others the pressure he is under from his parents, since his mom was a semi-famous musician, so the arts run in his family, and he's afraid that he won't live up to her legacy.
    
    Eddie does not do things he doesn't want to do, getting others to hang around him and listen to him rather than trying to make himself too agreeable like he used to do when he was younger. He is deeply passionate about his art, doing sometimes crazy things to get inspiration for it. He's a bit of a thrill seeker and prone to quick, messy relationships due to his nature of living fast and keeping things interesting. Maybe there are things he doesn't want to confront in the stillness of his mind, so he doesn't let himself think about it too deeply. He likes trying new things and meeting new people, generally being a socially gregarious person. He is fascinated by the strange and unordinary, part of why he loves magic, and aesthetics are very important to him. His art is everything to him, and he is terrified at the thought that one day he will lose his passion and everything he's given up for his art will be for nothing. In part due to this, he cares about his favorite art pieces as if they are his children.
    
    But underneath his reckless party boy exterior, Eddie is actually quite the caring guy. He may try to act like he doesn't care about others, but he genuinely will do anything for his friends. He thinks that platonic love is one of the most important things in life, and though he doesn't always think through his decisions or think of other people when making them, he will always do his best to be a good friend to those he's close to.
    

    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    friendly. charismatic. creative. entertaining. quick-witted.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    vices.

    
    
    

    mercurial. dishonest. reckless. inconsiderate. enabler.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    being alone. spiders. losing his passion.

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    Loosen up, why don't you?

    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
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    Though Eddie's father runs a profitable business, his mother was a semi-famous musician until she eventually quit and now works from home. While his mother was renowned for her guitar skills, she was only famous in certain circles since she was the lead guitarist in a grunge band in the 1990s and early 2000s. His parents support him getting an arts degree, but they put a lot of pressure on him to live up to his mother's legacy if he chooses a less stable field such as the arts (though this is not necessarily on purpose; they just want him to be able to live comfortably and worry about him). Part of the reason his parents worry so much is because Eddie used to have an older brother who passed away while he was in high school (and Eddie was in middle school) due to drunk driving and they are afraid Eddie will go down the same path. He hated the way he was treated like he was made of glass after that (not just by his family but also by his peers and teachers). He used his art to deal with the intense feelings of grief, anger, and pain at the time and still does use it to express and deal with his emotions.
    
    Though Eddie can be reckless and do crazy things, he does have a few lines he won't cross (like drunk driving, for one) because of his even more reckless older brother. He used to be much more careful as a teenager but was jealous of his friends who lived much more carefree lives, so he started trying to emulate them and let himself live (but will sometimes go overboard). It was during his high school days that he went through a serious art block, scaring him since art was the only thing he felt he was really good at. So another part of why he lives and acts the way he does is because he's scared of losing his passion and artistic streak again. As a gifted artist and bright kid, he was asked to join the Amithis Society his freshman year at Oak Grove Conservatory, and he got a bit arrogant at first before realizing how much he truly didn't know, throwing himself into his study of magic with vigor. He will use magic as often as possible to cut corners on things (with his art being the one true exception to the rule) even though it is strongly recommended against.
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    

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    ✧ Glamors: One thing that Eddie truly excels at is creating glamors to hide aspects of one's appearance they don't want others to see or even disguising themself as another person entirely. These glamors are only illusions, though, so the caster does not get the benefits of another person's athletic physique or grace if they are wearing a glamor to masquerade as them. But unless one has a counterspell or a charm that enables them to see past the glamor, it is incredibly convincing.
    ✧ Light: Eddie's skill set also includes some more offensive spells, such as light manipulation. He has a decent ability to bend light to his will and refract it, part of why he is so good with glamor magic, since it's all sort of under the same umbrella if you think about it. He can absorb the light from a room, plunging it into darkness, or create a light so bright it is temporarily blinding (but this is detrimental to his own eyesight as well, since he's not immune).
    ✧ Invisibility: Since he is able to refract and reflect light in many ways, Eddie also figured out how to refract the light around himself to render himself invisible to those watching. There is a bit of a glimpse of his clothes or hair if he slips up during the intense concentration required to bend light in a way to become invisible, however. It took him a long time to learn to concentrate on staying invisible or maintaining a glamor while doing other things, and it becomes especially hard the more things he's attempting to do at once or the intensity of said activity is high.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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  cas serrano

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  the twenty-two year old grandson of theodore hale, esteemed magic user and a high-ranking member of the amithis society when he was alive. cas is currently double majoring in anthropology and history.
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  build

  
  

  cas is only about 5 foot 6 inches, which puts him well on the shorter side for guys. he's built lean and somewhat in shape, but he doesn't bear any muscle to speak of.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  hair

  
  

  his hair is a very dark brown. it's usually kept short, but sometimes he'll grow out it out until the back starts to curl behind his ears. however, he prefers it around an inch, and he likes to keep it tidy.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  body mods

  
  

  both of caspian's ears are pierced, and he wears small silver studs in the holes. he has two tattoos. the first is of three crows flying on his back left shoulder. the second is a small abjuration rune behind his right ear.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  { MORAL } caspian has a strong sense of right and wrong— an innate belief he knows what things should be done, and what things shouldn't. he is driven by and committed to these ideals. they are a standard he holds both himself and others to, and ones he is quite open about. as a result, he may go out of his way to do the right thing, even at personal cost.
  { RESPONSIBLE } there are some people you can trust to get things done. cas is serious about taking care of his business. he will not shirk duties, and he will handle himself. when it comes to caspian? his bed is made, his homework is done, and his frog's cage is cleaned and full of food.
  { DEDICATED } in hand with this, cas cares about the things he has committed to. the primary example of this is his education and learning, as he takes both his studies very seriously. not only does this covers his responsibilities, though, but extends to other aspects of his life. tasks he accepts from others, projects he takes on, and other commitments he makes will always be seen through.
  { TACTFUL } for cas, this is somewhat of a double-edged sword. for someone who often wants to be blunt, he understands that the honey often does more than the vinegar. caspian is good at navigating a situation with words, and can often phrase his words well to get his message across without offending or upsetting the other party.
  { SOCIAL } while the above traits may paint the idea of a young man who might be cold or unwelcoming, this is not true. cas is a people person, and enjoys immersing himself in conversations and social gatherings. caspian is the exact kind of person you could abandon for five minutes in the grocery store only to come back and discover he's chatted up every other person in the aisle. he enjoys getting along with others to a high extent, although he does not suffer greatly if this cannot be accomplished.
  
  { CRITICAL } as tactful as he may be, cas holds other people to high standards. this often makes him come across as judgmental, which he often can be when people fail to meet those aforementioned standards.
  { GUARDED } cas does not open up easy, or to just anybody. as much as he loves people, he does not give himself over to them— while he may be friendly, he does not share his personal life or thoughts with ease. getting close to cas can be a challenge, but also grants access to a different side of him.
  { PROUD } there's only so much you can avoid inheriting from your family. caspian can often be a very prideful person. while he believes that you should be proud of your accomplishments, not things handed or passed down to you, he is not known to be humble about these accomplishments of his. he might be prone to bragging, or seeing his own achievements as 'worth more' than those of others.
  { SANCTIMONIOUS } a person who has a strong set of morals and a strict dedication to them can often fall victim to being a little... self-righteous about them. while he understands that different people have different ideas of what's moral, he expects those in his life to act in fairly close to what he considers to be 'right.' he is unsympathetic to people who seem to struggle with this.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  { COOL COLORS } for the most part, caspian's favorite colors are cool tones: blues, greens, purples, silver. this is especially apparent in his choices of clothing & decor. the exception here is brown, but he also likes gold at times.
  { READING } he enjoys reading a good book, although he has a penchant for non-fiction. while a good story can be amusing, he likes to immerse himself in learning about the past; come on, he's double majoring in anthropology and history, after all.
  { FROGS & TOADS } frogs and toads, for no true discernable reason, are caspian's favorite animals. he can tell the difference between the two with a glance, and is a veritable expert on them. he has a pet toad named falcon.
  { THE STARS/ASTROLOGY } he might not be much for sciences, but he enjoys the study of the stars. to be fair, the connection with them that he has feels more emotional than it does scientific.
  { THE CONCEPT OF REINCARNATION } caspian is a fan of the idea that life cycles back, and that when you pass away, it does not mean your soul is forever lost to the world. he is a fan of the idea that himself and the people he loves will see endless days, even if those are not always together.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  { RECKLESSNESS } cas tends to be a very logical person, and most of his actions, words, or plans are very well thought-out. he tends to disapprove when others act without a real sense of thought beforehand.
  { DISORGANIZATION } if anybody is gonna keep his space organized, it's cas. he can't stand when things are a mess; everything needs to have a place to go that both makes sense and looks neat. this extends to things beyond physical space, such as class notes or planners.
  { CLICKING NOISES } there's always one kid in class who clicks his pen over and over, and another kid who's annoyed by the sound of it. cas has always been that second kid.
  { SUGARY SWEETS } almost everyone likes dessert, but caspian is a little bit of a snob about his. he doesn't like anything that is very sugary or sweet. ice cream and candy are a hard pass when it comes to cas. in fact, the only kind of chocolate he'll even eat is dark chocolate.
  { THE IDEA OF FATE } caspian does not believe in the idea that the future is out of his control; he resents it. he believes that his choices are his to make, and he is building a path of his own, not following one that has been laid out for him in advance.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  { DETAIL-ORIENTATED } some people just see the little things, and that's cas to a tee. he's the one who can find the grammatical errors in your essay for you, or notice the haircut you just got.
  { SEWING } cas is surprisingly good at sewing. he might not make you clothes from scratch, but he can hem your jeans or take in your pants with a fair amount of ease and skill.
  { LANGUAGES } caspian is fluent in english, spanish, latin, and italian. he has working knowledge of french and portuguese, enough to hold basic conversation and get by in their respective countries with only minor struggle.
  { SPEED READER } in conjunction with the above, cas is a speed reader in both english and spanish, which are his primary languages.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  the stars

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
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  callie-oop

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  are you coming home on time for thanksgiving?

  
  
  
  
  

  mom has been asking me

  
  
  
  
  

  reply to her texts so she doesn't crawl up my ass

  
  
  
  
  

  I will be home on the Tuesday

  
  
  
  
  

  I texted her back

  
  
  
  
  

  you took eight years to do it

  
  
  
  
  

  It has been two days

  
  
  
  
  

  And I love you too.

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  i keep catching little words, but the meaning's thin / i keep scratching, but somehow, i can't get in

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  caspian is the second child of historian cristopher serrano and veterinarian esme hale, born after their older daugher, calliope. from a young age, cas was aware of magic. after all, his great-grandfather was the acclaimed theodore hale, whose name most members of the society would recognize as a household name; theo hale pioneered the modern evocation magic. his work in shortening runes, as well as the spells he created himself, changed how people have casted it in the decades since his passing.
  from a young age, caspian understood the recognition that his family name earned, even if he didn't bear it himself. his mother, who had grown up a hale before him, was strict on not letting this go to her children's head. while being a hale opened doors for him, caspian was taught that he had to make his own reputation, not live in the hollowed-out footsteps theodore had carved long before he'd been born. a name could get you far sometimes, when you needed to use it, but caspian and his sister had their father's last name— a somewhat controversial choice his parents had made, despite the fact that almost every descendent bore the hale name no matter which parent would have passed it on.
  there's not much of note from his early childhood. cas had two loving parents, and they were dedicated to meeting both the physical and emotional needs of their children. he bickered with his older sister on a near daily basis, in a silent but intense competition for the title of favorite daughter as if there wasn't enough love to go around.
  things shifted when he was eleven. a wet road and a distracted driver is all it takes to change a kid's life. cas and his father were on their way to pick up his sister when a teenage girl in a coupe slid through a red light and slammed into the driver's side of their car. from the backseat of the land cruiser, cas watched his father take the brunt of the hit only a second before the impact sent the car skidding, knocking caspian out when his head hit the window. he didn't wake up until the emts were pulling him out of the backseat.
  the girl who hit them didn't wake up at all. neither did his father.
  the accident rocked his family. overnight, they went from four to three. the grief rocked their mother, and she became unrecognizable; she had always said her husband was her rock, and now she was set adrift. callie became sullen and antisocial from her guilt, the exact opposite of the girl she'd been before. cas was left unmoored, with neither of them to hold onto while he grappled with his recollection of the accident.
  it took months for any sort of healing to set in. with time and therapy, callie came back out of her shell, while cas learned how to live with his own memories. their father had always said they were his greatest blessings, and he would want them to feel at peace no matter what had happened. while her own grief was thick, caspian's mother learned how to reach through it and hold her children as they needed.
  it was at this time that she also began to reach out to her own family. the serranos had been on the fringe of the hale family, in a way. esme loved her siblings and cousins, but she'd held them at a distance. upon graduating from the conservatory, she'd been the one to move across the country and start her life from scratch. without the support system of her husband, though, she made the decision to move her children back to the east coast and back into the hale fold in earnest. it might not have been the vision she'd originally had for raising her children, but this offered their family the support system they needed in the wake of tragedy.
  this shaping brings us to the cas we have today— a hale in name only until he was 12, and the son of a dead historian. if there was one thing that.... honored both sides of his family, it was academic success. as such, cas has and will continue to push himself in everything he studies, even if he has to push himself to the brink in order to do it.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
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  cas may not be the most popular within the amithis society, but he is known to be friendly and fairly easy to talk to. he's that guy that might not be everybody's best friend, but he knows almost everyone. likewise, most people know him on a surface level, at the very least. anybody who has interacted with him, whether they've intersected at school or they're a fellow member of the society, might be inclined to see him as kind, if a bit dry or stuffy.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  { QUICK RUNES } like his great-grandfather pioneers, cas is a master at using shorthand runes to cast evocation spells. he is very good at casting on the fly.
  { LIGHTNING BOLTS } while he can toss around several evocation spells at this point, he is particularly adept in elemental magic surrounding lightning. he can throw bolts with relative ease.
  { LINGERING EFFECTS } cas is good at, for lack of a better term, 'sticking' his magic to people. he is very good at casting spells that linger on the person that was targeted by them.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  callie serrano

  
  
  
  

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  callie is caspian's older sister by about three and a half years. the two of them spent most of their childhood bickering, maybe moreso than most siblings. they didn't get truly close until cas was thirteen, when he really started questioning his sexuality and gender. callie, despite their disagreements, proved to be a genuine and kind sounding board for his confusion and struggle, and welcomed everything he had to tell her with open arms. callie was the first person he came out to both times, and helped him come up with his name. as a result of this time period, the two of them are now very close.
  callie is an incredibly social person, well surpassing cas. during her time at the conservatory, callie was the person who knew everybody. even after graduating, she kept up with several of her friends from the society. as of late, however, she's been a bit distant with people outside of her family. she answers texts and sometimes calls, but nobody has actually seen callie for months. a few are starting to ask questions.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

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  cas and his mother are close. they might not be best friends, like some people his age are with their parents, but esme has been his only parent since he was eleven years old. he recognizes that, even in the face of her husband's death, she always tried her best for her children. caspian was always loved, cared for, and had everything he needed. and, despite his nerves about the subject, she accepted him whole-heartedly when he came out each time.
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

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  a

  twenty-one year old, bisexual, aquarius

  girl with the dead twin brother. goes by

  she/her

  pronouns, and is majoring in

  organic chemistry

  . in her free time, which is most of her day, considering how frequently she puts off her schoolwork, she can be found blowing weed-tinged smoke out the window with a poetry book in hand and a bag of pretzels in her lap. her biggest flaw, though, is her nasty habit of

  sucking the life out of everyone around her.

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  tall and thin, agnes’ 5’9” physique speaks of someone who actively worked to avoid participation in high school gym class; while her peers were taking part in team sports, she was wasting her days away locked in her room, sprawled across her bed with her nose in a book. not much has changed since then, save for her parents, nagging her to go out and make friends, have been exchanged for a couple of unlucky roommates.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  agnes has always had a rather conflicting appearance—her soft, rounded features would give an air of cherub-like innocence if not for the perpetually mischievous smile on her full lips. her big, brown eyes would be endearing if not for her staring problem—it’s a subconscious thing, mind wandering elsewhere as her vacant gaze bores into the closest unsuspecting individual, yet despite her quirks and reputation for being odd, she’s a pretty girl. her long, dark hair falls in unruly curls, framing her high cheekbones. on especially bad days, she tucks it away beneath a hood or pulls it back in an elastic band, but on most occasions, she lets it free, allowing the wind to do with it as it pleases.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  surprisingly, agnes has none—her parents were not the type to be inclined to pierce their baby’s ears, and she has yet to see the need to do so as she’s gotten older. she rarely wears jewelry in general, save for the short stacks of miscellaneous bracelets and hair bands adorning each wrist that she absentmindedly plays with while bored.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  agnes exists on a seemingly separate plane of existence from those around her. it acts as a sort of unintentional form of self-preservation—living in her own little world makes it harder to notice the way people who know her solely by her bad reputation cower, scattering when she walks in a room. it’s easier to blame their odd behavior on a bad batch of weed than any fault of her own. generally-speaking, she’s too laidback to place much importance on how she comes across to others. her lackadaisical attitude translates into how she views school as well—while an innately intelligent and curious girl, agnes doesn’t possess the motivation to throw herself into her studies the way she had as a child. instead, she uses her brain for, in her opinion, far better things, such as random bits of knowledge that could come in handy on trivia nights at the local bars and the lyrics to old, 1970’s rock anthems.
  
  while not the most outgoing or popular individual by far, agnes is easy to get along with. regardless of social standing, she’s not one to turn others away—she may not be very present at times, but she’s a good listener and yapper, and tries to create a comfortable space for those brave enough to withstand her oddities, though she’s not one to change herself to gain favor. her dark sense of humor may be off-putting to some, but rarely does she mean any harm by it, and on the few occasions that she does, the sarcastic edge in her tone will be notably sharper than usual, dark eyes glinting and infamously impish grin nowhere to be found. it takes a lot to push her buttons, however—agnes is more prone to anxiety than she is anger, but her smoking habit helps with both.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  junk food — agnes is a perpetual victim of the munchies; she can plow through a box of honey buns or bag of cheetos like no other, and, as a result, is always asking her friends to go on snack runs with her. it’s a wonder she still has any money left with how much she spends on convenience store delicacies.
  reptiles — she’s always found them fascinating; on school field trips to nature exhibits, agnes was always at the front of the line to hold the snake. if she’d had her way, she would’ve had one as a pet, maybe even a lizard of some sort, but her mother was insistent that no such thing would ever step foot—or slither—into their house.
  smoking — the good stuff; agnes has found that it eases her mind when anxiety tries to take hold, which is pretty much all the time. much like the way certain people will take medicine in anticipation of a headache, agnes keeps her head in the clouds to hold anxiousness at bay. beside, it’s the only way she knows how to chase that high she felt as a child.
  1970’s david bowie — arguably his funkiest, and what agnes would say his best, era of music. he’s been the backing track to many of her late night cramming sessions, otherworldly guitar riffs a stark contrast to her feverish—and fairly illegible—scrawl.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  clowns — watching it while high was one of agnes’ worse decisions thus far. she might be a fan of stephen king novels, but her imagination will never do her as dirty as live action special effects.
  crowds — being around that many people at a time is a stress like no other to agnes. not only are there people bumping into her from all angles, but the noise levels are nearly unbearable—if she won’t be able to hear herself think, count agnes out.
  popcorn — agnes hates the way it feels when it gets stuck in her teeth; during a particularly bad trip, it was a hellish experience unlike any other—the dread in her chest as what, at the time, seemed like her teeth falling out. she’s refused to touch it since, even at the movies.
  summertime — not only is it hot, but life at home can be…tense, and without school acting as a reason to stay away, agnes has few other excuses to fall back on.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  agnes came into the world so quietly that one might have missed it, had her mother not loudly asked what was wrong with her. even the doctors seemed concerned, though that was the last time they entertained her worries regarding her strange daughter.
  
  she was supposed to be a twin—they had the early test results to prove it—but by the time the last ultrasound rolled around, agnes was the only baby bunched on the grainy screen, but in the years that followed, her mom wouldn’t have had it any other way. agnes was enough of a handful on her own.
  
  the girl didn’t mean to cause trouble at first, but it seemed to follow her unannounced. she had a certain effect on the living things around her—plants blackened, crinkling to dust when she touched them, leaving her feeling…oddly rejuvenated. in the way that most kids could get a sugar rush from one too many pieces of candy, she drew energy at the expense of the biological organisms within reach. the only downside was that she didn’t have any control over this strange gift, and when agnes’ parents came home to find her crying over the family cat, lying motionless on the den rug, it was the final straw. she was promptly pulled out of public school and shoved into the first free slot of the nearest child psychologist’s schedule. after only a couple of sessions, agnes’ parents were assured that there was nothing wrong with her other than a few quirks she’d likely outgrow over time.
  
  the pattern that agnes’ mother was so convinced to have found was dismissed as nothing more than a string of odd coincidences and a suppressed belief that there was something wrong with the life she’d brought into the world.
  
  still, things were never the same after that. an unspoken tension hung in the air, and agnes was scarcely let out of her parents’ sight. to distract herself, she threw her attention fully into her studies, but the older she got, the less interested she became in wanting to do well in school to impress her parents. she wanted to be a normal teenager, rebellions and all, and by the time she started smoking, her abnormal abilities were like a distant memory. now, instead of worrying that agnes might hurt someone, her mom feared that the girl had chosen a lifestyle that would harm herself.
  
  the thing about agnes, however, was that no matter how dire her state may seem, she always had her ways of keeping herself safe.
  
  it wasn’t something that she was proud of, but eventually, she learned how her magic worked. if she could limit herself, there were ways to absorb energy from others without causing them pain—or, worse, death. it was manipulative, at best, and left a sour feeling in the pit of agnes’ stomach each time she did it, but she did what she believed she needed to in order to get by.
  
  yet, she was always so careful, only risking the transferral when she was certain that no one would notice. that’s what she thought, anyway, until she received the tarot card.
  
  the devil.
  
  agnes’ mother had always believed that there was a darkness in her daughter, and maybe she was right.
  
  after all, it seemed that she was only ever capable of thriving in the stifling presence of death.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
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  false life — at the expense of the environment around her, agnes is able to steal life force for herself. flowers wilt in her presence, the air thins, all while agnes feels great. an unknowingly simple spell to use; at times, she doesn’t even realize she’s doing it until she notices the state of plants around her in contrast with the natural high she’s running on.
  
  enervation — similar to the spell above, it’s used to draw energy from others, though it’s far more advanced. if concentrating hard enough, agnes is able to take life from other living creatures (animals, humans) without physically touching them; a trail of black smoke extends from herself and draws in the energy of her intended target. she has to be careful not to go too far and steal all of one’s life force, lest she have a body count on her hands.

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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• desdemona roth

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  • full name —

    Desdemona Margaux Roth

    
    

    nicknames —

    Often goes by 'Mona' with friends and family.

    
    

    tarot card (role) —

    The Magician

    
    

    age —

    Twenty

    
    

    birthdate & star sign —

    August 30; Virgo.

    
    

    gender & pronouns —

    Female; she/her.

    
    

    major —

    Psychology and Linguistics

    visage

    build

    With a respectable height of 5'7" Desdemona has long, lithe limbs and a generally thin frame with mostly hidden muscle definition. Years of tireless dance in jazz, hip-hop, ballet and almost every other form have gifted her with a body that is toned but built for endurance nonetheless. Though, having been a while, her muscle mass is not what it once was.
    
    

    facial features

    Her brown hair ranges from below her shoulders to mid chest, getting regular trims due to the speed of its growth, usually settling in light, natural waves. She sports defined cheekbones and a strong jawline that leans somewhat square-ish. Mona's lips form a unique almost pout due to their more plump shape. Chestnut brown eyes round off her somehow simultaneously sharp and soft gaze, which show the depth of their warmth only when the sun shines on them, otherwise appearing quite dark.
    
    

    body mods

    Desdemona's ears were pierced when she was a child, but has otherwise not gotten any body modifications. Desdemona only has a few miscellaneous scars.
    
    

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    Diana Silvers.
  • persona

    Desdemona is a woman of her own goals, and is fully enveloped by them. She will work hard and dedicate whatever she must to reach a goal, often slipping into an all work no play mindset. In that sense, along with her often judgmental looks, she can appear aloof. Those who are willing to approach find she has a sarcastic sense of humor, and though apparently a little rigid, not entirely antisocial as her initial demeanour would have one believe.
    
    But hidden beneath that surface is a girl with a bleedingly compassionate heart often disallowed from living up to its fullest potential, merely because she has barred it from being a priority. Desdemona is also quite sentimental, her emotions more powerful than she lets on (both to herself, and to others - which is ironic, considering all her passion comes from a fierce sense of anger and frustration, a deeply emotional thing). It's all in the name of her vindictive nature, wanting to curse those she believes have wronged her. She will play a long game, and is deeply calculating, not afraid to manipulate things or deceive people for her goals. Or herself. Is it normal to be willing to burn every bridge in the pursuit of a revenge you don't even fully understand yet?

    virtues

    resourceful, dedicated, ambitious, shrewd, compassionate, sentimental.

    
    
    

    vices

    vindictive, judgemental, calculating, disobedient, stubborn, competitive, deceptive.

    
    
    

    likes

    - Thrifting: Savvy, fun and cheap! Desdemona knows how to save a penny, but upkeep appearances, and has found a genuine love for thrifting for all its positives.
    - Rain and storms: the sounds are calming, to mona, even when at their most violent. plus, she's never minded getting a little drenched if she's forgotten an umbrella.
    - Asparagus: just absolutely obsessed, for no clear reason.
    - Sewing: Sometimes thrifting wouldn't quite cut it; or the piece had untapped potential. Mona has quite the penchant and love for sewing, able to craft whole pieces with ease, and finding the process itself calming and fulfilling.
    - Cryptography: Desdemona has always loved riddles and puzzles, which has also developed into a love of creating codes and cracking them.

    
    
    

    dislikes

    - Mismatched socks: despite socks only being seen half the time, Mona can never bring herself to have a mismatched pair. She'd rather just make a whole new pair if she must.
    - Being late: Tardiness is just not a flavor Desemona is a fan of. She won't be late, and doesn't love when others are later either.
    - Non-constructive criticism: Her perfectionistic streak means she's more than happy to take critique to improve, but Desdemona hates shit criticism.
    - Instant coffee: If she's going to need caffeine, she'd rather go with tea than a bad coffee.
    - Shallow conversations: While they're fine when first meeting someone, people who can never go beyond surface level chatter bothers her.

    
    
    

    fears

    Claustrophobic, drowning, losing her memories or mental faculties.
  • background —

    tw: disappearance and descriptions of memory loss (not dementia, but could be read adjacently).
    
    Desdemona was the first born to Yasmine and Derek Roth, who were acquaintances for some time but first truly spoke with an Amithis Society attendance of the play Othello. The homage felt all too natural. They pursued legal and political careers respectively, definitively a power couple. Three younger siblings swiftly followed, and nothing was amiss in the Roth household.
    
    Then one day, a strange letter came in the mail. That night, Derek was packing and Desdemona at only nine poked her head to witness the shouting match between her parents. Derek insisted he must leave and ran into Desdemona, pressing a kiss to her forehead. His retreating silhouette in the balcony's buzzing light would be the last time she saw him.
    
    Yasmine's grief was all consuming, and in a desperate attempt to be able to forget and connect with her children, she abused the memory magic she'd been blessed with. Yasmine knew the dangers of tampering with her own memories too extensively, but in desperately did so anyway and lost herself in the process. To Desdemona, but a young girl, all she saw was her mother driven into a husk of her former self. Though only ten when the descent truly began and twelve when it definitively settled in, Desdemona was thrust into a motherly role for her three younger siblings, deciding to not report her mothers incapacities and upkeep appearances while rationing their father's life insurance policy as best possible.
    
    It was one day she was cleaning the attic that she uncovered some relics from her parents' days in college. Atop the rest of the miscellaneous items and photos sat a diary, not covered in dust. The latest entry was the day her father left, in her mother's unmistakeable perfect cursive lettering—The Amithis Society needed him. I thought those days were behind us. Further pages made it clear this society was from college, at Oak Grove Conservatory.
    
    Desdemona has a destination. Already academically gifted, she dedicated too many hours into maintaining her own grades and performance both for her own and her family's sake. Securing scholarships was a breeze (read: many nights spent studying until the candle extinguished itself) to ensure the remaining funds could be stretched while her mother was without work. Eventually ensuring her spot at Oak Grove was the simple part. The hard part was leaving her siblings, explaining to them it was important they worked together.
    
    The whispers were louder at Oak Grove Conservatory about the elusive Amithis Society—then finally came her invitation. Desdemona will uncover the truth of her father's disappearance, and in the mean time, plot to bring the Amithis Society down, watching it all burn until the last ember flickers with a whimper.

    
    

    reputation —

    To the average student, Desdemona's somewhat aloof exterior may be off-putting. But in the Amithis Society, it just makes sense and she expects it will not be much of a barrier to join their ranks socially. Which is ideal, considering she'd like to fit in as simply as possible. The only danger is people see through her façade, which would certainly sour her reputation - no secret society member wants someone to uncover their secret.

    ❝ but you don't have it anymore; you had it coming. ❞
  • magic speciality

    Evocation and abjuration.
    
    

    abilities

    
    - { Shields and Barriers }: Desdemona can craft shields and barriers expertly, which she uses for both offensive and defensive purposes.
    - { Blade Barrier }: Desdemona can summon blades of pure energy, and twist and manipulate them. A more powerful manifestation of them is an entire wall, which can be It can even be pushed through an area. Gylphs can be seen shimmering along them.
    - { Gylphs of Warding }: Primarily those of warding, protections and banishings, in setting up very complicated traps and defenses that can trigger different effects from actions of her choosing. Desdemona finds the intricate language of glyphs and crafting them to create various effects naturally inclined with her regular studies.
    - { Fireballs, fire shield and all }: Any evocation related to fire, burning and heat come most naturally to Desdemona. Her control over the full range of heat (cooling and heating things) is quite adept, but the latter comes easier than the former. This is well and truly her favorite to utilise.
    - { Gust of Wind and more }: The second easiest grouping of evocation spells that come to Mona; with most others being almost entirely outside her grasp currently. Wind and air she largely relies on in support of her fire, but lacks a consistent way to extinguish if she ever loses control...
    
    

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  • full name —

    James Atticus Stallard-Finch

    
    

    nicknames —

    Often just called Jay.

    
    

    tarot card (role) —

    The Hermit

    
    

    age —

    Twenty-two

    
    

    birthdate & star sign —

    June 3; Gemini.

    
    

    gender & pronouns —

    Male; he/him.

    
    

    major —

    Architecture

    visage

    build

    At 6'1" James stands comfortably above most, sporting a fit physique with a decent amount of muscle definition, reflective of his early mornings spent in the gym.
    
    

    facial features

    His hair is an exceptionally dark brown that largely appears black, which he keeps well-maintained; it is never too long (not for any dislike of the style, he would assure you, but rather a strong lack of desire to upkeep anything long). His chocolate brown eyes compliment his dark tones and defined nose and jaw, and are easy to get lost in, particularly when he seems lost in them himself.
    
    

    face claim

    Archie Renaux.
    
    

    body mods

    James has an ear piercing on his left ear, a handful of scars, and no tattoos, though he'll gladly join for some temporary ones - a real one is just a little too real.
  • persona

    Fun-loving, charming and genuinely kind, at a surface level, James seems like a perfectly well adjusted and good person. He has a strong moral compass, finding it extremely difficult and fighting for justifications when he wavers from it, but is otherwise adaptable and willing to go along with things on a whim (maybe a little too easily swayed, an indicator of his impulsive soul). In fact, if anyone bothered to look just a little closer, they'd see he has little care for his own safety, caution to the wind at every turn, partially for the thrill and also a self-sacrificial mindset. It plays into his generosity and overall considerate nature, which while they are mostly net positive flowering features, they are derived from an rotten root.
    
    Despite the impulses, he's an overall fairly indecisive person when it comes to anything that isn't a split second decision. He's what Katy Perry meant by plastic bag drifting through the wind - a directionless mess. But his tendency to be quite private makes it an unlikely thing to notice, since he portrays such a laidback and enjoyable exterior and refuses to let anything beyond be seen. James is highly introspective, and has constructed his own solitude shielded by smoke and mirrors. Desperate to find and ground himself, but ever afraid to do so; what if it makes something horrible happen again?

    virtues

    generous, moralistic, adaptable, courageous, charming, considerate.

    
    
    

    vices

    self-sacrificial, irritable, indecisive, directionless, private, skeptical, impulsive.

    
    
    

    likes

    - Tea: Average British person.
    - Origami: Became a bit obsessed as a kid, and often does it when he's bored. Enjoys challenging himself to make a crane as small as possible.
    - Card games: Though a fan of all board games, James has a particular soft spot for any card games - countless options, all with a tiny set of 52 cards, what's not to love?
    - Gambling: He enjoys the stakes, betting on sports or with friends, but only likes it when setting clear limits with himself. Despite his impulses, his hard limits are a check and balance on possible bad habits.
    - Cold weather: Despite travelling a lot, growing up in Britain means cold weather feels like home to James, in what he wears and how he functions.

    
    
    

    dislikes

    - Boats: It brings up bad memories, is all.
    - Country music: Almost any other genre he can find something to like, but something about country music just doesn't work for him.
    - Bananas: Both the flavor and texture are simply not for James. Ironically, he is fine with the artificial banana flavor.
    - Misinformation, mainstream media and gossip: The rumor mill has screwed him over before, so he's usually quite skeptical of gossip or media reports without much substantial facts.
    - Slow walkers: Though directionless in life, he is not so in his walking pace. If you crowd the whole pathway and don't let anyone past, he's not going to be pleased.

    
    
    

    fears

    Confronting his past, drowning (and large bodies of water), forming close connections, being forever stagnant.
  • background —

    tw: implied death/disappearance, financial pressure, parents disowning.
    
    James Stallard-Finch was the second boy to Gail Finch and Henry Stallard, two silver spoons from each side of the family dangling from his mouth. Life was more than easy, and he was more than perfect. His older brother, Thaddeus, adored having a brother to mess with, while Gail and Henry were pleased with another boy they could inevitably mould to carry on their family names in a poetic fashion, aiming at natural expansion through the two boys.
    
    They were strict with their sons, but never cruel. They merely had high expectations and were not pleased when they were not met, but otherwise the boys were free to enjoy life's indulgences. If only it had stayed that way, then maybe James' only complaint would be that of an average 2000s teenage film- that's your dream, Dad, not mine!
    
    Instead, Thaddeus and James, along with their best friend besides one another, Lyle Andreev, went on a yacht ride with countless substances that had no business in the hands of boys, let alone on the water when Thaddeus was 17, and James 14. It was a massive party, and the first Thaddeus had properly invited James to join. His memories are blurry, but he vaguely remembers a fight breaking out between Lyle and Thaddeus, and the party dissipating while they spiralled.
    
    And he remembers them falling into the dark water. But he can't remember what he did, or what happened after that, until he awoke the next morning, the only soul on the bobbing yacht. He brought it back to the dock, and was swarmed by his parents and Lyle's. Many police searches dragged up nothing, who theorised the bodies had long since floated down the river.
    
    All in one day, James lost his closest friends, his brother, and any dignity his parents afforded was gone in an instant. Desperate to protect their image, they became stricter with James, but media continued to point fingers at him with not a shred of evidence. His parents started to suspect it too, and so by 16 he was effectively disowned, but fully kicked out at 18.
    
    James decided to move abroad, having grown up in the UK but visiting the US often. Though the US is where the accident happened, Oak Grove Conservatory, Vermont, was about as far away as you could get. And then came the Tarot Card and Amithis Society, the middle of nowhere providing the perfect escape.
    
    But recently, his parents have tried contacting him again, expressing their apologies for suspecting him of anything, despite nothing having changed. Perhaps that's what James is alright with continuing to run, to hide. Turning to face it means actually grappling with grief, and the betrayal of his only remaining family. But with how directionless he is, maybe it's just fine to go running back to take his place as a Stallard-Finch as a reformed role model who will advocate for yacht safety, or something, a reluctant acceptance he will always just be a tool to them.

    
    

    reputation —

    An overall positive presence in the society. People look to him when they want to do something fun, or when they need some moral advice and grounding. Most don't bother to look beyond that since he gives no reason to, and they all very much have their own lives to worry about. Though some may raise their eyebrow and think it strange that James never talks about his past or his life, they've likely not thought about it much more than that.

    ❝ feels like i'm never gonna solve them. ❞
  • magic speciality

    Transmutation and healing.
    
    

    abilities

    
    - { Healing potions }: His healing capacity is mostly focused in various tinctures, tonics and potions that can cure a variety of ailments with minimal side effects. The only issue is they aren't instantaneous, and take time to create.
    - { Healing Words }: An extension of his more expert potions; while this can work in a pinch for a boost, it is not nearly as effective.
    - { Mending }: James can repair and mend almost anything, with the time and effort reflective of the extent of the break. A simple tear in fabric is nothing, but a shattered chair takes longer.
    - { Reverse Gravity }: A natural inclination to changes in gravity, James can alter how it affects individuals, or everyone in a radius. This lets him climb into interesting areas, or throw people off their balance.
    - { Transfiguration }: With just a touch, James can change the features of an object or person to quite an extreme extent (though naturally, the extent relies upon the energy he will sacrifice).
    - { Enhance Ability }: Again, with a touch, James can channel magical energy into another, and boost their own magical potential, or physical capacities, temporarily.
    
    

    headcanons

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    ride or die

    the knocks

 

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    a

    homosexual know-it-all

    twenty-one year old woman dual majoring in software engineering and business management. goes by

    she/her

    pronouns, and is most known for being a

    workaholic

    . can often be found working on a code for classes or potentially passed out over her desk with her head on a book. a

    cancer

    born on july 12th.
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    build

    
    

    standing at 5'7 (170cm) and weighing 130lbs (59kg), celeste's frame is slender but sturdy, a testament to the late nights hunched over textbooks and the relentless discipline she maintains in her studies. celeste has always been built for speed rather than strength, years of running track has made her faster than most of her peers and has left her with a toned physique. her posture is upright and purposeful as celeste has a certain standard for herself from a deeply ingrained determination that keeps her focused, even during grueling hours. celeste's hands also bear faint callouses from countless hours spent scribbling notes.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    hair

    
    

    blessed with long, thick, curly natural hair celeste takes great pride in her hair and maintaining it's appearance. more often than not celeste keeps her hair done in protective styles and she can typically be found with it cascading down in long, intricately twisted braids or twists, each one neat and uniform, framing her face beautifully. the braids are tightly woven from her scalp, and carry an air of sophistication while maintaining a relaxed elegance.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    facial features

    
    

    celeste's face is a harmonious blend of soft, and distinctive features. her high cheekbones give her a naturally regal appearance, while her almond-shaped eyes, deep and expressive, seem to hold a quiet intensity, drawing in anyone who meets her gaze. she often looks as if she's judging those around her and nine times out of ten she probably is. her smooth, warm complexion glows with a subtle radiance, highlighting the elegant curve of her sharp jawline. her full lips, often set in a thoughtful expression, add to the overall air of calm intelligence she exudes.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    body mods

    
    

    as someone who has never been a fan of most tattoo styles celeste's skin remains unmarked. the only prominent modification she has is that both of her ears have two piercings.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    persona

    
    

    
    

    intelligent - celeste’s intelligence is by far her biggest defining quality. born with a photographic memory celeste is a natural fast learner with a natural curiosity and analytical mind, allowing her to quickly understand complex concepts and make connections other people may miss. her sharp mind helps her excel in academic and strategic pursuits, making her both resourceful and knowledgeable. due to her smart brain she is often the go-to when it comes solving tough problems, and her ability to think critically brings a sense of confidence and competence.
    ambitious - from a young age celeste has had an innate drive to achieve greatness instilled into her from her brother, always pushing herself to accomplish more. her ambition means she sets high goals and isn’t afraid of the hard work needed to meet them. she thrives off of challenges and views obstacles as opportunities to prove her worth and improve herself. whether it’s in academics, her career, or personal growth, celeste is always looking forward, setting her sights on what she can accomplish next and holding herself to rigorous standards.
    loyal - though celeste doesn’t let many people in, her loyalty to those she cares about is unwavering. she values trust and is highly protective of her friends and loved ones, willing to go to great lengths to defend and support them. loyalty for celeste isn’t just about standing by others in easy times; it’s about being there even when things get difficult, making her a reliable and steadfast presence. once someone has earned her trust, they know they can count on her through thick and thin.
    confident - celeste’s confidence is apparent in her posture, speech, and interactions. she knows her strengths and isn’t afraid to showcase them, carrying herself with a self-assuredness that naturally draws others to her. this confidence isn’t just skin-deep; it stems from her hard work and belief in her own capabilities. while some might find her confidence intimidating, those who know her well see it as a testament to her commitment to self-improvement.
    integral - a strong sense of integrity grounds celeste’s with her actions. she values honesty and has a strict moral code, preferring to achieve success through genuine effort and dedication rather than shortcuts or deceit. her integrity is seen in her dedication to doing what’s right, even when it’s inconvenient or challenging. she can be trusted to keep her word and to treat others with fairness, which makes her both respected and dependable.
    
    celeste is known for her razor-sharp intellect and keen sense of purpose, traits that make her a natural leader and an exceptional scholar. her intelligence is complimented by an unwavering ambition that drives her to exceed expectations, not just for herself but also as an example to others. her loyalty runs deep, and though she keeps a very small circle, those she lets in know they can trust her implicitly; she will go to great lengths to protect and support those she cares about and if you're someone that celeste considers a friend you'll have someone in your corner for the rest of your life. her confidence and integrity form the foundation of her character—celeste holds herself to high moral standards, refusing shortcuts or compromises in her values. she has an unmistakable sense of self, and her belief in her abilities and ethical code make her both a respected and reliable figure in the eyes of others.
    
    perfectionist - celeste’s perfectionism drives her to demand the absolute best from herself and those around her, often to an extreme degree. she has incredibly high standards and can be overly critical when things don’t meet them. this trait sometimes leads her to overwork herself and expect similar levels of dedication from others, making her prone to burnout and frustration. while perfectionism helps her achieve a lot, it can also cause her to be hard on herself and unforgiving of mistakes.
    impatient - with a mind that moves quicker than most, celeste typically has little tolerance for delays or inefficiency. when others take longer to understand concepts or complete tasks, she can grow frustrated, viewing it as a waste of time. her impatience can lead her to be blunt or dismissive with others, especially when she feels they aren’t working as quickly as she would. while her drive is admirable, her impatience can create tension with others, especially in collaborative situations.
    judgmental - with her high standards, celeste can be quick to judge others who don’t share her drive or dedication. she has little patience for what she sees as laziness or incompetence, which can lead her to be overly critical or dismissive. her judgmental attitude sometimes creates barriers with others who might otherwise connect with her. this trait can cause tension in her relationships, as she often struggles to see things from the perspective of those who don’t approach life with her same intensity.
    prideful - pride is both a source of strength and a weakness for celeste. she takes a lot of pride in her accomplishments and capabilities, which can sometimes make her seem unapproachable who see her as someone out of their league. her self-assuredness often edges the line into being conceit, making her reluctant to admit when she’s wrong or in need of help. this pride sometimes keeps her from forming deeper connections with others, as she may dismiss advice or assistance, believing she can handle things on her own.
    conceited - while celeste’s intelligence and ambition are strengths, they also give rise to a certain level of conceit within her. she can come off as overly confident, assuming that her way is always the best approach and that if someone disagrees they are the ones in the wrong. in social situations, this attitude can alienate others who may feel dismissed or undervalued. her conceit sometimes blinds her to the talents and contributions of those around her, which can hinder teamwork and isolate her from potential allies.
    stubborn - with her high standards, celeste can be quick to judge others who don’t share her drive or dedication. she has little patience for what she sees as laziness or incompetence, which can lead her to be overly critical or dismissive. her judgmental attitude sometimes creates barriers with others who might otherwise connect with her. this trait can cause tension in her relationships, as she often struggles to see things from the perspective of those who don’t approach life with her same intensity.
    
    despite her admirable qualities, celeste’s high standards and uncompromising nature can sometimes create tension between herself and her peers. her perfectionism pushes celeste to demand the best, often leading her to set unrealistic expectations for herself and those around her. this drive is coupled with a deadly streak of impatience; she has little tolerance for inefficiency or error, which can come off as judgmental and occasionally unkind. pride and conceit color her interactions, especially in situations where she feels intellectually superior, making her seem aloof or even dismissive. celeste’s stubbornness is another one of her formidable traits; once she has made up her mind, it is nearly impossible to sway her, and she resists outside opinions. while her confidence can be seen as a virtue, her pride and tendency to judge can be a barrier to meaningful connections, sometimes leaving her isolated in her own exacting world.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    puzzles. celeste loves when puzzles challenge her mind and give her a chance to test her problem-solving skills. of course due to her photographic memory she is only ever to solve a puzzle once before growing bored of it as her mind will always remember how to solve it.
    technology. technology fascinates her because of how it constantly evolves, presenting new tools to explore and master. she sees it as a limitless field for learning, creativity, and efficiency. she even dreams of starting her own tech company one day.
    cute stationary. cute stationery is one of celeste’s quieter indulgences. there’s something motivating about writing with a beautiful pen or organizing her notes in a charming notebook; it adds a personal touch to her work and makes studying a bit more enjoyable.
    coffee. it's less that celeste likes the taste of coffee, rather she likes how energized it makes her. a staple for when she needs to stay up late working on assignments or when she's up early and needs something to keep her from falling asleep in class or at her desk.
    track. she's been running since middle school and it’s always been a way to channel her energy, stay fit, and feel strong.
    debates. she thrives on the challenge of defending her viewpoints, and she enjoys testing her wit and persuasive skills against others but what she loves more than anything is proving other people wrong.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    disorganization. celeste finds disorganization chaotic and inefficient, which directly clashes with her structured approach to life. she believes that order creates focus and productivity, so clutter and mess leave her feeling unsettled and irritated.
    superficial conversations. she values meaningful dialogue, so small talk feels empty and unfulfilling. superficial conversations don’t allow for depth or intellect, which leaves her impatient and often eager to move on to more substantial topics.
    gossip. she sees it as a waste of time and a sign of insecurity. she would rather invest her energy in honest interactions than in tearing others down, and she simply doesn't have the time nor the energy to invest in people she doesn't care about.
    the skin on apples. the texture bothers her. though a small thing, she prefers everything to be exactly as she likes, even down to her snacks.
    mediocrity. celeste strives for excellence in everything she does, so she has little patience for mediocrity. she sees it as settling for less than what’s possible and is frustrated by a lack of ambition or drive in herself or others.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    strengths and weaknesses

    
    

    
    

    (+) intelligence (photographic memory). speed due to her years of track. quick cat like reflexes. resilience. emotionally controlled. her brother.
    (-) workaholic. emotionally reserved due to her untrusting nature. perfectionist. her brother.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    history

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    uncle

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    celeste.

    
    
    
    
    

    you can't ignore me forever.

    
    
    
    
    

    me speaking with you depends on if you ready to stop acting entitled to my parents money.

    
    
    
    
    

    you know your father would want his family to be well taken care of, especially after all i’ve done to raise you and your brother. it’s only fair i receive a portion of the inheritance.

    
    
    
    
    

    don't pretend that you raised me and bellamy out of the kindness of your heart. we both know the only reason you took us in was because you knew that doing so you would get access to our parent's money.

    
    
    
    
    

    hope you enjoyed it while it lasted because now that i'm an adult you can kiss it all goodbye.

    
    
    
    

    fine. if you're going to act like a spoiled brat then both you and your brother can lose my number.

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    say something...

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    knowledge is power, but discipline is the key that unlocks it

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    born as the second child to gideon, an architect, and cressida hemingsworth, a lawyer, celeste grew up surrounded not only by the love of her parents but with the love of her older brother bellamy as well. due to her parents wealthy careers celeste never had to want for anything, and by most people's definition was more than a little spoiled. unfortunately, the family's happy days couldn't last forever and celeste was only six years old when her life was changed forever. one night, as loud, terrifying sounds filled their home, her older brother bellamy held her close in the closet in her room, his arms wrapped tightly around her, shielding her from the horror unfolding outside. the sounds of gun shots firing etching themselves into celeste's mind as she did best to be quiet. by the time the police arrived their parents were already gone, victims of a robbery that ended in tragedy.
    
    their uncle lysander, her father’s older brother, took them in after the incident. at first, he seemed willing enough, offering comfort and stability. however, it didn’t take long for his real motives to surface and within a year his care for them began to dissipate as it was clear that lysander hadn't calculated how much work two young children would be for him. lysander’s concern wasn’t for celeste or bellamy; it was for the wealth their parents had left behind after their death. he provided them with the absolute bare necessities, and sometimes he would forget to even do that— bellamy often having to remind him that they needed new clothes, supplies for school, and even food. always with an eye toward the inheritance they’d gain access to once they turned eighteen celeste learned at a young age that while he probably did care about them to some degree it was clear that lysander wasn't someone she could have trust in. as the years went by, his support grew colder and less reliable, forcing bellamy to take on responsibilities someone his age never should have to.
    
    despite the hardship, bellamy was always there for celeste, acting as her rock and her shield. he helped her with everything from her hair to warding off the bullies who tried to push her around, knowing that, for now, he was the only one she could truly rely on. bellamy’s protectiveness drove him to maturity early, and celeste always admired his resilience, even if she didn’t fully understand the sacrifices he was making for her at the time.
    
    for celeste, school became her escape. she quickly discovered she had a photographic memory, which helped her excel academically. learning became her way out, her method of taking control in a life that felt otherwise dictated by loss and uncertainty. she studied harder than anyone, determined to build a future that lysander’s influence couldn’t touch. by the time she graduated high school, her dedication earned her a place at oak grove college, the same school her parents had once attended. she chose to double major in business and software engineering, driven by ambition and a desire for independence.
    
    in her first year, she received an invitation to join the society—a prestigious group that her parents had once been part of. joining the society felt like reclaiming a piece of her parents’ legacy, a step toward becoming the person she aspired to be. with each achievement, celeste felt she was honoring her parents’ memory and proving bellamy’s sacrifices were worth it.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
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    little girl gone

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    better people to leave on read

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    synaptic static

    
    

    ENCHANTMENT. creates a psychic explosion that muddles the minds of those caught within its radius. (limitation: affected targets have reduced focus for up to one minute if they fail to resist).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    modify memory

    
    

    ENCHANTMENT. celeste can reach into the mind of a creature or person, altering a memory as if it were a passage in a book. she can erase moments, rewrite events, or even create completely new recollections, all without leaving a trace of interference. (limitation: target must be charmed first)

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    compulsion

    
    

    ENCHANTMENT. this spell allows celeste to impose her will on a group of creatures, directing them to move in a direction she chooses. once the spell takes hold, the affected creatures feel an irresistible urge to follow her command, moving without question as if drawn by an invisible force.(limitation: the spell ends if they take damage).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    arcane eye

    
    

    DIVINATION. conjures an invisible, floating eye that she can move to survey areas. (limitation: requires concentration and has a limited range).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    nondetection

    
    

    DIVINATION. celeste uses this spell when she needs to avoid prying eyes or scrying attempts. casting it over herself or an object, she shields the target from divination spells and magical detection, rendering it invisible to those trying to observe or locate it. this spell allows her to remain undetected while exploring, protecting her identity or hiding crucial items she wishes to safeguard. (limitation: the spell lasts for less than five minutes).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    telepathic bond

    
    

    DIVINATION. links the minds of willing creatures, allowing them to communicate mentally over any distance. (limitation: the connection lasts for one hour and requires concentration).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ILLUSION. creates three illusory duplicates of herself to confuse attackers. (limitation: the duplicates vanish if struck).
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ABJURATION. conjures a shimmering barrier of force that protects her from an incoming attack. (limitation: can only be used as a reaction and lasts until her next turn).
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    CONJURATION. teleports up to 30 feet to an unoccupied space she can see, leaving a faint mist behind. (limitation: can only be used twice before requiring a rest).
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    DIVINATION. allows her to delve into the surface thoughts of those around her and probe deeper into one mind. (limitation: deeper probing requires concentration and may alert the target).
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    NECROMANCY. raises a skeleton or zombie under her control to assist her temporarily. (limitation: she can only maintain control of one undead creature at a time).
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    TRANSMUTATION. grants her the ability to move or manipulate objects and creatures with her mind, lifting up to 1,000 pounds or restraining foes in place. (limitation: requires concentration and a clear line of sight).
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    celeste loves her brother bellamy more than anything or anyone in the world. he's been her steadfast protector, her closest confidant, and the one person she’s always felt like she can count on. growing up, bellamy always made it his responsibility to shield her from the worst parts of life after their parents died. he was the steady presence in every storm, stepping in whenever she needed help, support, or just to know that she wasn’t alone. but his protectiveness wasn't always just about shielding her as bellamy has also been her greatest motivator and the one who encourages her to be strong and self-sufficient. it's because of him that celeste has an intense need to grow smarter, to be better tomorrow that she is today as bellamy instilled into her at a young age that she needs to be smart as he won't always be around to protect her. because of this in every ambition she chases, she’s driven by the desire to make bellamy proud.
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    

    
    

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    a

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    she/her

    pronouns. best known for her anti-social tendencies. often spends her time in nature, preferring to be around animals than people. a taurus .
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    5'8 (172cm) and weighing 120lbs (54kg), silvia's frame is captivatingly lithe and graceful. her body, built more for agility than raw strength, moves with a natural fluidity that gives her an almost feline presence, each step purposeful yet unhurried. she embodies a 'sleeper build', a deceptive exterior concealing the potential for swift and deadly movements from years of constant personal defense training and regularly hiking through nature.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    hair

    
    

    silvia’s hair is a striking platinum blonde, cut in soft layers that frame her face with an effortless edge. most days, she lets it fall freely, brushing past her shoulders and landing near her waist with a natural, airy volume that gives her a bit of wild charm.
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    with fair, almost porcelain-like pale skin and bright eyes silvia is best known for resembling a doll in goth clothing. silvia's face is only enhanced by her sharp cheekbones and delicate jawline, adding to her air of innocence. her most noticeable feature are her sky blue eyes, piercing and skeptical-- silvia may not talk much but she's always watching. her eyes often look brighter than they naturally are to the black eyeshadow she often likes to leave, making them look like they're swimming in a black void.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    while silvia absolutely loves the aesthetic of tattoos and would love her own one day she hasn't mustered up the courage to get any as they feel like to big of a committ. instead she has multiple piercings on both ears, a belly button piercing, and nipple piercings.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    (+) compassionate - silvia’s compassion is most evident in her connection to the natural world. she has spent countless hours nursing injured birds, rescuing stranded animals, and preserving the environment she holds close to her heart. this compassion does extend to people, though it’s more difficult for her to express as she tends to keep most at an arms length away. she deeply cares about others’ well-being but often shows it in quiet, indirect ways—through small acts of service or protective gestures rather than words.
    (+) perceptive - silvia’s perceptiveness allows her to notice the smallest details others might overlook. she has an innate ability to read situations and people, picking up on subtle cues and hidden emotions. her time spent in nature sharpened this skill, teaching her to observe patterns and anticipate outcomes. this makes her an excellent problem-solver, though her heightened awareness can sometimes make her overly cautious or suspicious of others’ intentions.
    (+) adaptable - silvia’s adaptability is one of her hidden strengths, forged by a life of constant adjustment to challenging circumstances. growing up isolated and under the control of her ‘mother,’ she had to learn how to navigate an ever-changing emotional landscape to survive.
    (+) humorous - while she may not show it often, silvia has a quiet, dry sense of humor that surfaces in moments of comfort. this lighthearted side helps balance her serious nature and creates rare but meaningful moments of connection with others.
    
    (-) pessimistic - silvia’s view of the world is often clouded by negativity. she tends to expect the worst from situations and people, a mindset shaped by years of emotional manipulation and isolation. while her pessimism protects her from disappointment, it can also limit her ability to see the good in others or trust in opportunities. this outlook often causes her to approach life with hesitation, even when brighter possibilities are within reach.
    (-) anti-social - as someone who grew up secluded from the outside world social situations are a challenge for silvia, who feels more at home in the company of animals or the quiet of nature. while she doesn’t dislike people, she struggles to connect with them, often finding conversations draining or awkward. her antisocial tendencies stem from a mix of anxiety and preference, as she genuinely values solitude. this trait makes her seem distant or aloof, but in reality, she simply finds peace in being alone.
    (-) isolated - when overwhelmed, silvia’s first instinct is to retreat. she withdraws into her own world, finding solace in nature or the quiet of her thoughts. this habit of self-isolation is both a comfort and a curse, as it helps her recharge but also deepens her loneliness. while she tells herself she prefers being alone, a part of her longs for the connection she avoids, creating an internal conflict she struggles to resolve.
    (-) distrustful - due to her traumatic upbringing, silvia has difficulty trusting others, even when they’ve proven themselves reliable. her guarded nature can push people away and make it hard for her to form meaningful relationships.
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    photography. silvia enjoys photography because it allows her to capture the beauty of the world in a way that words often can’t. growing up in isolation, photography became her way of exploring and preserving the moments that felt meaningful to her. she loves the challenge of finding the perfect angle or light to showcase the details others might miss, whether it’s a dewdrop on a leaf or the way sunlight filters through trees.
    nature. nature has always been silvia’s sanctuary, a place where she feels truly at peace. it offers her a sense of freedom and connection she struggled to find in her controlled upbringing. the quiet rustling of leaves, the chirping of birds, and the simple rhythms of the natural world provide her with a calmness that nothing else can. being in nature also allows her to feel part of something bigger, a reminder that she belongs to a world that is vast and beautiful, even when she feels alone.
    stargazing. stargazing gives silvia a sense of wonder and perspective. looking up at the stars, she feels a rare connection to the vastness of the universe, a comforting reminder that her struggles are just a small part of a much larger picture. the quiet stillness of the night sky offers her a moment to reflect and dream, imagining possibilities beyond her current reality. stargazing also fuels her love for photography, as she enjoys attempting to capture the stars and the magic they hold.
    hiking. hiking combines silvia’s love of nature with her need for solitude and self-reliance. she enjoys the physical challenge and the meditative rhythm of putting one foot in front of the other, especially when surrounded by the beauty of a forest or mountain trail. hiking gives her a sense of purpose and accomplishment, as well as a chance to discover hidden spots where she can sit and enjoy the world in peace. it’s also an activity that allows her to clear her mind and recharge her spirit.
    sweets. growing up, her ‘mother’ was often controlling about her diet, making sugary treats a rare indulgence. now, she enjoys the freedom of treating herself to a favorite candy or baked good, savoring the joy it brings her.
    journaling. journaling is silvia’s way of processing her thoughts and emotions. being naturally introspective, she finds comfort in putting her feelings onto paper, creating a space where she can be completely honest without fear of judgment. it’s also a way for her to document her observations of the world, from the details of a beautiful sunset to the complex emotions she experiences in her relationships. journaling helps her understand herself better and serves as a creative outlet where she can express her dreams, fears, and hopes for the future.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    liars. silvia dislikes liars because honesty is one of the values she uplifts the most. her ‘mother’s’ entire relationship with her was built on deception, from the fabricated stories about her childhood to the false sense of reality she created. this betrayal has left silvia deeply sensitive to dishonesty, and she struggles to trust anyone who isn’t upfront. for her, lying represents manipulation and control, things she’s fought hard to escape from.
    cold weather. silvia finds cold weather uncomfortable and stifling. she much prefers the warmth of the sun and the vibrancy of spring or summer, where nature feels alive and welcoming.
    bright clothing. growing up silvia was always forced to wear brighter more ‘girly’ colors despite how much she dislikes them. flashy colors draw attention she doesn’t want as to her, they feel unnatural and at odds with her authentic self.
    pollution. with a deep love and respect for nature, pollution is one of the things she despises most. seeing litter in a forest or a polluted river fills her with a mix of sadness and anger, as it represents carelessness and disrespect toward the environment she holds sacred.
    her mother. silvia’s complicated feelings toward her ‘mother’ stem from years of manipulation and control. while part of her still struggles with the remnants of love she once felt, she cannot forgive the lies and the way her ‘mother’ treated her as a possession rather than a person. her ‘mother’ represents everything silvia has fought to overcome—deception, confinement, and a lack of autonomy. the more silvia understands the truth of her past, the harder it is for her to view her ‘mother’ with anything but resentment.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    (+) connection to animals and nature. adaptability. creativity (through photography and journaling). determination.
    (-) naivety due to her sheltered upbringing. emotionally distant. rigid in her routines. tendency to avoid confrontation. probably smokes to much lol.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    you can’t tell anyone this but i think might have been kidnapped…

    
    
    
    
    

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    are you sure? that’s a really big assumption to make sil

    
    
    
    
    

    yeah i know but it’s the only logical solution i could come up with for my mom’s strange behaviors. i mean the lies, the fact that she won’t let me see my birth certificate and whenever i ask why her story always changes

    
    
    
    
    

    okay yeah that’s really weird but i don’t think it’s ‘proof’ that you were kidnapped, she might just be coo coo for coco puffs

    
    
    
    
    

    see i thought i might be wrong too but then i started searching up missing people reports and I found one about a baby who was abducted from the hospital after she was born and they released a sketch of what she might have looked like today

    
    
    
    
    

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    doesn’t that look almost identical to me??

    
    
    
    
    

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    knowledge is power, but discipline is the key that unlocks it

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    silvia’s story begins with an unassuming hospital abduction, a crime carried out so seamlessly that no one suspected the gentle-looking woman who worked at the hospital was the one who carried the infant away from her birth parents. this woman, who silvia came to know as her mother, built an elaborate lie around their lives together, claiming they lived a quiet, secluded existence to protect themselves from the dangers of the world.
    
    silvia’s early years were spent in near-total isolation in a remote, weathered house surrounded by dense woods. instead of going to a public school her ‘mother’, larissa, homeschooled her. she crafted a world where silvia was simultaneously cherished and controlled. while her larissa provided food, clothing, and a semblance of love, she also planted the seeds of fear and dependency in silvia, warning her about the deceitfulness and cruelty of others. to silvia, the outside world was a mix of wonder and terror—something she longed to explore but felt guilty for desiring. larissa would often make silvia feel as if she were the only one who truly loved her and that other people would only hurt her.
    
    at a young age the woods became silvia’s refuge. there, she bonded with nature, befriending the animals and finding solace in the quiet. due to her isolation she had no other children to call friends so she turned towards the animals who appeared near their home instead. she became adept at navigating her surroundings, learning to identify plants, track creatures, and even sense shifts in the weather. yet, even in her happiest moments among the trees, a restless ache lingered in her heart, one she couldn’t quite understand.
    
    as she grew older, silvia began to yearn for a life beyond the forest. the books larissa would allow her to read hinted at vibrant worlds filled with people, friendships, and possibilities. overtime, she began pressing her ‘mother’ for more freedom and after years of resistance, larissa finally relented, allowing silvia to attend high school under the strict condition that she would always come home immediately after classes and would need to have her location turned on at all times for her ‘safety’.
    
    high school was a whirlwind of sensations for silvia. the bustling hallways, the chatter of students, and the unfamiliarity of social cues overwhelmed her. making friends proved nearly impossible; she often felt out of sync with her peers, retreating into herself when conversations grew too fast-paced. but one person broke through her walls: a kind, adventurous classmate who admired silvia’s quiet strength and love for nature. this friendship became silvia’s lifeline, a rare moment of normalcy in an otherwise alien world that felt foreign to her despite how hard she tried.
    
    as silvia neared the end of high school, practical concerns began to arise. she needed identification and paperwork to apply for jobs, open a bank account, and plan for her future. each time she asked larissa for these documents, the answers were vague, deflective, or outright dismissive. “don’t worry about it,” her ‘mother’ would say. “i’ll handle everything.” but silvia couldn’t ignore the growing sense of frustration that plagued her.
    
    determined to take control of her life, silvia began digging for answers. she scoured every drawer, every file, and every corner of the house while her ‘mother’ was out, only to find nothing concrete about her identity. one night, during an argument over the missing documents, her ‘mother’ let slip a cryptic comment that only deepened silvia’s suspicions. “i didn’t take you home from that hospital and give you a good life for you to treat me like this.” when silvia tried to press larissa on what she meant by ‘take’ she never got a clear answer, her ‘mother’ dodging the question and giving reasonings that didn’t make any sense.
    
    fueled by curiosity and frustration, silvia began researching cases of missing children, hoping to uncover any clues. it was a seemingly random article about a decades-old hospital abduction that caught her attention. something about the details—the timing, the location sent a chill through her. it wasn’t until she clicked on an article that showed a sketch of what the missing baby might have looked like when she was her age and silvia found herself looking into a mirror did the final pieces of the story fall into place.
    
    confronting her ‘mother’ was a moment of raw emotion and betrayal. larissa tried to dismiss silvia’s findings as nonsense, then shifted to guilt-tripping her, insisting everything she did was for silvia’s protection. but silvia, armed with undeniable evidence, refused to be manipulated by her anymore. their relationship shattered that night, leaving silvia to grapple with the devastating truth: the woman who raised her was not her mother but her captor.
    
    the months that followed were a blur of police investigations, tearful reunions with her biological family, and an attempt to integrate into a world she had only dreamed of. while her birth family welcomed her with open arms, silvia struggled to reconcile her identity. she felt like a stranger in her own skin, torn between gratitude for her newfound freedom and a lingering sense of loss for the only life she had known and there were days where a part of silvia had wished that she had never learned the truth.
    
    after finishing high school silvia took a gap year from school before she got accepted into oak grove university. she wasn’t one of the lucky ones that got invited their first year, instead it took silvia until her second year of college before she became an alumni.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
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    nature's wrath

    
    

    EVOCATION.
    a surge of natural energy erupts from silvia, targeting nearby enemies with an overwhelming force of vines, branches, and stones. the attack constricts and damages those caught within its radius, mirroring nature's raw power and unforgiving fury. (limitation: requires silvia to be grounded, and has a short range.)
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    thorn whip

    
    

    EVOCATION. a long, barbed vine lashes out from silvia's hand, striking a target with precision and pulling them closer. the whip deals physical damage and briefly ensnares the victim, slowing their movement. (limitation: medium range, cannot pass through barriers or solid structures.)

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    sunlight surge

    
    

    EVOCATION. silvia channels the warmth and brilliance of sunlight, releasing a radiant burst that blinds and disorients enemies within a certain radius. allies caught in the surge receive a brief boost in movement and clarity. (limitation: can only be used outdoors or in open spaces with natural light present.)

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    HEALING.
    silvia emits a soothing energy that calms aggressive creatures or entities within her vicinity, temporarily neutralizing their hostility. this can also reduce panic in allies, restoring focus. (limitation: requires concentration and proximity. certain entities may resist the effect based on their strength or nature.)
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    primal savagery

    
    

    TRANSMUTATION. silvia channels her inner beast, briefly enhancing her physical abilities. her nails sharpen into claws, and her attacks become feral and brutal, dealing significant damage in close combat. (limitation: lasts for less than a minute and leaves silvia momentarily fatigued after use.)

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    HEALING. drawing from the restorative power of nature, silvia creates a healing aura that mends wounds and revitalizes allies within a short radius. the spell soothes pain and grants a brief sense of tranquility. (limitation: requires focus and takes time to cast, making it risky during fast-paced combat situations.)

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    a

    twenty-three year old

    architect student who enjoys classical art and hates minimalism. vice president of the society. bisexual, goes by he/him pronouns. he is extremely protective of his sister, celeste, who he practically raised. a

    capricorn.

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    At 5’10 (177 cm) and 164 lbs (74 kg), Bellamy is stocky, made of pure muscle – it’s easy to tell that his boyhood was full of sports and that he takes pride in maintaining his physique. His posture is confident, vigilant, always holding a little tension, and not helped by the fact that he is constantly fighting himself to stop slouching, a bad habit picked up in his childhood

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    facial features

    
    

    Bellamy’s skin is a dark brown, dotted with a few freckles and a mole on his right cheek. he has dark, thick eyebrows and usually sports a full beard, though he keeps it well-kempt, trimming it to a short length regularly. his hair is also short and well-trimmed. his eyes are dark brown and kind, one of the most notable features of his face.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    He has a lobe piercing in each ear and wears small studs in them. He’s considered getting more, but wants to remain looking professional. He has a couple of tattoos – on his left arm, he has a candle light tattoo and “1977-2008” for his mother, and on his right arm he has “1974-2008” for his father.

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    (+) independent: Bellamy had to learn early on how to take care of himself, and he had to learn it well enough to teach his sister, too. Now, he believes that his own way is best, always perfecting systems to get things done or learn them. Why would he need a mentor when he could do it himself? He can handle himself and doesn’t let others sway his ideals.
    
    (+) disciplined: In order to juggle school, all of the sports teams he played on, and practically raising his sister, Bellamy had to learn how to remain dedicated and have laser focus in order to get anything done. He is used to forgoing things like social outings in lieu of having to get things done at home and denying himself small pleasures in order to maintain his physique.
    
    (+) ambitious: If Bellamy got anything from his late parents, it was their ambitions. He has lofty goals for himself and intends to accomplish them, though his reasons for doing so aren’t always his own benefit. Some of his desires are based on wanting to do right by his parents, wanting Celeste to go far. He wants to follow in his father’s footsteps, to carry on the Hemingsworth name to greater heights than his father already achieved. This can cause him to put a lot of pressure on himself, comparing himself now to where his father was at his age.
    
    (+) protective: extremely protective, Bellamy is always looking out for those closest to him. He got used to protecting Celeste and though she is grown and branching off on her own, he often finds himself falling into old habits and jumping in when someone needs to be defended. While he doesn’t trust others easily, he also doesn’t believe that people ought to be ganged up on or bullied, especially when it comes to serious matters within the society. If someone is being singled out unfairly, he will often be on their side.
    
    (+) loyal: to the friends that Bellamy does have, he is extremely loyal, sometimes even to a fault. he will always be there for his friends and his door is open any time. he will be a shoulder to cry on and will jump to your defense, even if you might be in the wrong. those he trusts, he trusts deeply and won’t easily believe that they’d easily cross him or do something wrong. however, when he trust is broken it is hard to fix.
    
    
    (-) paranoid: affected by the trauma of his parents’ deaths, Bellamy is hyper aware of his surroundings and is always a little bit on edge. crowded spaces overwhelm him because there are so many people to keep track of, but his paranoia doesn’t end at home and is sometimes worse, when any noise could be someone trying to get inside. he doesn’t trust people easily and can shut people out on only suspicion.
    
    (-) pessimistic: Bellamy has a hard time seeing the positive in any situation, often finding and obsessing over any thing that could go wrong. He tries to keep his thoughts quiet, not one to go out of his way to rain on anyone’s parade, but he can’t help but see when things are going wrong.
    
    (-) critical: Always inclined to strive for perfection, Bellamy’s critical eye is first pointed inward – he analyzes everything he does critically and doesn’t give himself much grace or room to make mistakes. Though not as critical about others, he’s still quick to make snap judgements about people.
    
    (-) childish: Though he grew up quickly, Bellamy can still have a childish mindset about how life and relationships should work. His thinking is black and white even in a more complicated situation. He also doesn’t know how to do everything like he might think and can make things worse by not seeking out help, even when he’s out of his element.
    
    (-) argumentative: often holding steadfast to his beliefs, Bellamy tends to get into arguments with those who disagree with him. while he’d prefer to be able to stand back, when he feels passionate about something he can’t help but get swept up in the moment. he isn’t cruel or rude, but he will tell you exactly what he thinks.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    athletic – he’s built like a shit brick house and can hold his own in a fight if he has to. friendly exterior. strategic.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    dyslexic – though he’s worked very hard to get where he’s at, school is sometimes a real struggle for him. disorganized. repressed.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    tea, foggy mornings, listening to music on his headphones, chess, debates, drawing, folklore.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    gossip, being touched, birds, hot weather, bright lights, unpredictable situations, admitting he’s wrong
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    losing Celeste, having to start over, crowded places, being vulnerable.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    lysander

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    hey uncle lys, i just wanted to say thanks for the invitation to thanksgiving this year but i don’t think celeste and i will be coming.

    
    
    
    
    
    

    it’s the holidays, i always want you kids to feel welcome.

    
    
    
    
    

    we both know you don’t mean that. just celebrate like you always do by ignoring us. i'm not interested in pretending like everything's fine anymore.

    
    
    
    
    
    

    you’ve always been so dramatic, bellamy. you are adults now. you should be acting like it.

    
    
    
    
    

    i have been longer than you know. i've been taking care of us for years. don't need your advice now.

    
    
    
    
    

    well if you have everything figured out, maybe you don’t need me any more. don’t come crying to me when it doesn’t work out.

    
    
    
    
    

    maybe you’re right.

    
    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    there's a shadow shaped like you dancing in the brightest rooms

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    tw: parent death, gun violence, robbery
    
    Cressida Hemingsworth was a lawyer and Gideon Hemingsworth, an architect. They met while in college, both going to Oak Grove Conservatory, and settled down in Shelburne, Vermont after getting married. Bellamy was born first and spent two years showered in love and the love only grew when his little sister, Celeste was born. As the two of them grew, they only became closer and they never wanted for much in the early days of their childhood.
    
    All could not go well, however, as when Bellamy was eight and his sister was six, their house was robbed with everyone inside. Their parents were fairly wealthy and they lived in a similarly wealthy neighborhood. When the robbers broke in, Bellamy ran to protect his sister and they hid together in a closet. He couldn’t, however, protect his parents and the gunshots sometimes still ring in his mind, a stark reminder of his failure.
    
    After their deaths, they went to live with their long-estranged uncle, Lysander, who lived in Maine. At first, Lysander seemed like a good fit – he seemed to show genuine care for them and supported them in their time of grieving. But after a year, his love turned sour – Lysander seemingly realized how much it took to raise two young children, and began to shirk his responsibilities, leaving them unsupervised more often than not, and only providing them very basic things. Though he was being paid by the state to care for them, they often went without new clothes, using barely held together backpacks to go to school, and often Bellamy would have to remind them that they needed food.
    
    Despite their struggles, Bellamy and Celeste stayed close – Bellamy saw through his uncle fairly early on and realized that he was going to have to step up and grow up very quickly for his sister. So he did. He learned how to do her hair, how to help her get dressed and he’d walk her to her classes when he could. He’d stand up to her bullies and to Lysander, if anyone tried to touch her they had to go through him.
    
    As they entered high school and college, Bellamy tried to let the reins go a bit, knowing that Celeste could take good care of herself. She had a good head on her shoulders and he knew that. He can be overbearing at times, but as he started getting into harder classes, giving his sister some space became easier.
    
    After graduating high school Bellamy reluctantly decided to leave Celeste during her last year of school, and chose to go to Oak Grove Conservatory. He struggled with picking his major before he ultimately decided to follow in his father’s footsteps with architecture. Much of that first year was spent stretched between difficult college classes and making sure he visited Celeste so that she wouldn't be alone.
    
    He was invited to the Society in his first year – in part because they could see his immense strength, both physical and mental, but also because his parents had both been members in the society when they’d attended.
    
    
    reputation
    
    Bellamy is a returning member and this is his first year being vice president alongside Aurora Feng. He is a sturdy presence, a sense of comfort for some, he offers support to those who need it, though he’s not really the guy you go to for scholastic support. He volunteers at Oak Grove to be a tour guide for new and prospective students and is a good person to go to if you need to learn the ropes – he has a lot of insight on what goes on around, even if he distances himself from a lot of the drama. This is also extended to the society, where he tries to show new members the ropes, even if he really does it to keep a watchful eye on the newbies to know if they can be trusted or not. Otherwise, many people reduce him to the “brawn” to Celeste’s “brains,” and don’t necessarily give him the credit he deserves.

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
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    when he’s not on the stage. wants to be seen as more serious, but he can’t help but crack a joke. a pisces.
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    Linus stands at 5’8 (172.72 cm) and is 146 lbs (66 kg), providing him a lean frame and a little on the shorter side with boyish features, he is often mistaken to be a little younger than he is. He isn’t incredibly muscular, opting for the arts over sports in high school, but has a little bit of lean muscle from a bit of dance over the years.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    Linus has high cheekbones and big eyes that rest under large, thick eyebrows, the left one having a slit that he cut in it to give himself a lightly edgier look. He has big ears and curls that fall over his forehead messily, the back kept cut short to his neck.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    his ears are pierced and he has a faint scar on his leg from riding bikes when he was younger. otherwise, he tries to keep a cleaner look so he doesn’t have to worry about tattoos when he’s trying to get cast in something.

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    Linus prides himself on his playful nature, always trying to entertain the people around them and make them laugh. He tries to brighten up the room and help put ease on a tense situation, which he finds himself in more and more these days. His sensitive nature lends to him being good at this, easily picking up on when the mood is off, when a situation is tense and how to navigate it to move on from it. He enjoys being around others, feeding off of their positive emotions and high energy. His creativity helps him find new ways to be entertaining, both to those around him and his followers online. He tries to do things differently, enjoying seeing different perspectives on things where he can. He can be a bit honest, which can be both good and bad, but he knows when to sugar coat what he says so that others think he’s being nice even when he’s blunt. He is quite captivating when he is acting, his charisma draws people in and makes them want to trust him, either as a character or himself.
    
    On the other hand, Linus can be very vindictive when he perceives that you’ve done him wrong. He doesn’t like being crossed by others or when people think anything less than positive about him, wanting people to think highly of him. He is easy to make jealous, especially when others get what he wants – it makes him grow bitter and petty, driving him to be rude or less than welcoming to certain people, especially newbies who are getting along well with everyone or outshining him. He’s convinced that he’s good at anything that he does, so others doing better than him is irritating. He becomes avoidant to people he doesn’t like or situations he doesn’t want to address, like being called out on his negative behavior or even talking about a bad grade. He is easily convinced of a lot of things, including rumors or things that he reads online, making him. His gullibility makes it easy to convince him that people are after him or don’t like him.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    musical theater, attention, classical poetry, the color yellow, indie and alternative music, boys with an edgier style, tiktok, hot chocolate
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    being bored, dull/stuffy outfits, quiet people, rainy/stormy weather, sour candy, the dead or death related magic, people being nosy about him
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    good memory from line memorization, communication, optimistic.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    weaknesses

    
    

    
    

    loyal to himself, not physically very strong, vain.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

    fears

    
    

    
    

    people seeing through him, any bugs, needles, the dead
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    #fyp

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
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    bastian

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    so did you get the role?

    
    
    
    
    

    ugh no i got cast as the comedic relief again lmao

    
    
    
    
    

    wooow, so shocked. lemme guess, you’re gonna make a tiktok about this?

    
    
    
    
    

    ha-ha, very funny, no i’m taking a break.

    
    
    
    
    

    i'm impressed. well, knock 'em dead, lil bro

    
    
    
    
    
    

    *break a leg.

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    say something...

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    in love with being noticed and afraid of being seen

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    Originally from San Diego, California, Linus grew up as the stereotypical middle child, often forgotten about in favor of his brother or his sister. He became a quiet child, always fading into the background and just agreeing with whatever either of his siblings wanted. He grew closer with his younger sister while they were in school, though his feelings of jealousy would keep him from ever getting particularly close to either sibling. As he entered high school and realized that he enjoyed being on the stage, his personality really began to shine… and to change.
    
    All Linus would ever want was to be seen by those around him, never allowing himself to fade into the background again. Except for the fact that Linus would rarely get cast as the lead, often being cast for side and comedic roles. Never Jack Kelly or Romeo, always cursed to be Crutchie, Mercutio, or Benvolio. It drove him jealous of the boys who would get the roles he would want and he began to ice them out during classes or rehearsal, causing him to lose friends over something so small as the roles they were cast in.
    
    He’d act like he didn’t care, like they were the ones making a big deal out of it, and always frame himself as the person in the right. He began making tiktoks in his junior year of high school the way that anyone does, by jumping onto dance trends. It was fun for a while and he enjoyed the little bit of attention he got from it, posting more and more. It evolved into him doing fictional skit content and storytimes about his life and the interesting times that he’d have in different theater shows.
    
    This was fine, except that many of the stories he told were a bit of a stretch from the truth. He’d tell stories about his high school productions, their drama and the “bad” leads that would be casted in those shows, despite said leads being his old friends and his stories born of jealousy. His friends would find these tiktoks and start commenting and making their own videos about his lies. He deleted their comments and any videos he made of them and took a long break from his tiktok in the summer between graduating and going to college.
    
    When he went to college, he decided to move across the country to start out new, attending Oak Grove Conservatory, specializing in Shakespearian acting and eventually deciding to return to posting to tiktok. He got his invitation to the Society in his freshman year and he started researching everything about magic he could. He has since left his little scandal behind… but his behavior has grown worse, so it’s just a matter of time before he gets called out again.
    
    
    reputation
    Everyone thinks Linus is a bit silly or endearing, and they don’t take him seriously. He’s always on his phone or pointing it somewhere and making silly videos. Some people don’t even understand why he’s in the society, until they see him on the stage. He can capture an audience with ease, get them on his side even if he plays a villain. He understands the text well, and he's intelligent in his own right. Many never even see his negative side. Those who do, however, can see right through his act and know that deep down, Linus can be trouble.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
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[anyasjoy]

• the tower
• wheel of fortune
• queen of wands

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    @_matthewswrong

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    

    meet

    
    

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    a

    demisexual workaholic

    student from a wealthy background. is

    twenty-two

    years old and studying to become a

    mental health technician

    —“gotta learn where to hit them good,” as she puts it. a

    gemini twin

    who is the polar opposite of her brother, she'd do anything for him regardless. on a self-righteous path of burning bridges, so don't get in her way.
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    visage

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

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    has a toned, petite build, standing confidently at 5'2". her hourglass silhouette is complemented by defined curves, a testament to her access to various fitness opportunities that keep her active and strong and away from home. though small in stature, mallory's posture and self-assured presence lend her an almost imposing aura—at least in her own view—making her seem taller and commanding. her appearance strikes a blend of elegance and poise, projecting a confidence that feels both refined and self-aware. "windsor's do not cower, hold yourself up with grace."

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    “smile more, mallory. don’t be so intense.” mallory’s face has a soft heart shape with a defined, strong bone structure that lends her a sense of elegance even when she’s at her most frustrated. her olive-toned skin has a warm, sun-kissed glow, contrasting with her dark features. mallory’s hair is a rich, dark brown that nearly appears black in the right light. she often styles it with her bangs held back while the rest of her hair falls straight down. her expressive almond-shaped eyes, a deep brown, are framed by perfectly arched brows that seem almost permanently furrowed, giving her an air of impatience or skepticism. her shapely lips tend to rest in a subtle, knowing smirk, as though she’s perpetually in on some unspoken secret. “how else will others approach you if you always look unhappy?”

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    like most, mallory has her earlobes pierced, often adorned with small, light gold studs. scars and tattoos are absent from her body; she’s careful by nature, rarely taking reckless risks without a clear reward. tattoos, to her, are nothing more than ink—a trend that lacks any real significance. “please, it’s not worth my time.” for mallory, every choice serves a purpose, and decorating her skin with ink or enduring careless injuries isn’t part of her meticulous approach to life. she does, however, have one unique mark: a small, discreet birthmark high up on her collarbone, nearly hidden from view. it’s a feature she shares with her twin brother, "a secret, just for us."

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    Discussions on Mental Health

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    past searches

    
    
    
    

    Nail polish wholesale

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    How to find a missing person

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    Internships for mental health work

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    How much of our brain power do we us

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    (+) blunt. mallory is as blunt as they come, and she makes no effort to sugarcoat her thoughts. what’s on her mind is what you’ll hear, whether you like it or not. she's not afraid to call it like it is, even if it stings a little. to her, honesty is a way to cut through the nonsense and get straight to the point, and if it ruffles some feathers along the way, well—so be it. but while she’s straightforward and unfiltered with others, mallory keeps her own vulnerabilities closely guarded. she doesn't let people in easily, and the idea of appearing weak is something she simply won't allow. so while she’s open in her own way, it’s always on her terms, never at the expense of her own pride.
    (+) determined. is a blend of fierce determination and laser-focused drive. when she sets her sights on something, there's no stopping her—she doesn't just want success, she demands it. her approach is calculated, always measured, but fueled by a relentless desire to prove herself. whether it’s her studies, the family business, or anything she applies herself to, mallory doesn’t entertain failure. she knows what she’s capable of and isn’t afraid to put in the work required to achieve her goals.
    (+) diligent. she approaches her goals with a meticulous and tireless work ethic, believing that success is built on consistent effort and careful planning. to her, chaos and uncertainty are challenges to be tamed, and she thrives in environments where structure reigns supreme. every detail of mallory's day is methodically planned, from her color-coded schedules to her perfectly curated notes. she also doesn't just meet deadlines—she beats them, often taking pride in the extra effort she invests to exceed expectations. her diligence isn't just about hard work; it's about working smart. despite her intense focus, mallory is not rigid. her organization allows her to adapt to unexpected changes with ease, as she always has a backup plan in place.
    (+) astute. with a sharp mind that only grows sharper, fueled by her insatiable appetite for knowledge. she craves learning, seeking out information on an endless array of topics, which makes her not only well-read but also incredibly perceptive. she has a knack for saying the right thing at the right time, which might come off as manipulative to some (you are not wrong) but her real strength lies in her ability to listen—really listen—which often draws people to open up to her. however, this gift is a double-edged sword; being a constant associate leaves her carrying the weight of others’ thoughts and feelings, which she silently absorbs, affecting her mental well-being over time.
    (+) sympathetic. despite her tough exterior and deteriorating reputation, mallory has a deep care for the people and things that mean the most to her. her twin brother, the few loyal friends she still has, and even her school hold a place in her heart, grounding her in ways she won’t openly admit. while her actions often come off as self-centered, she does reflect on them later, feeling the weight of her choices in private. mallory’s emotions are tightly bottled, showing little of her inner struggles until they finally build up and she reaches a breaking point—pot kettle black.
    
    (-) observant. mallory’s observant nature, often seen as a virtue, has begun to morph into something darker and more unsettling. her sharp attention to detail, once a source of pride, now feeds a creeping paranoia that overshadows her daily life. where once she saw patterns and gathered insight, she now perceives judgment and hidden agendas. the way people glance at her, the subtle shift of expressions, even quiet laughter down the hall—she interprets them all as signs that others are watching and whispering about her. this heightened vigilance has left her skittish and on edge. she's constantly scanning her surroundings, alert to the slightest movements or murmurs, as if anticipating an attack. paranoia has taken root, making it difficult for her to trust even the most innocent of interactions. she avoids eye contact, quickens her pace through crowded spaces, and flinches at anything that catches her off guard.
    (-) overzealous. wanting to prove herself, she often throws herself headlong into her pursuits, no matter the toll. however, her ambition isn’t tempered by balance or self-reflection, and it often takes on an overzealous edge, compelling her to overdo nearly everything she sets her mind to. she’s not just driven; she’s relentless, pushing herself beyond limits, often to the point of exhaustion. she becomes so hyper-focused on her objectives that she loses sight of the people in her life, dismissing concerns, boundaries, or anyone who might slow her down. her ambition, though impressive, has become a vice, one that isolates her from others.
    (-) defiant. mallory isn’t one to take orders, not from anyone. independent to her core, she resents any attempt to control her and will dig her heels in the moment someone tries. her uncontrollable nature runs so deep that if she feels pushed, she'll actively do the opposite, no matter how inconvenient or challenging, just to prove a point. her fierce autonomy is her message to the world: no one controls her—she’s her own authority, and she’ll make sure everyone knows it.
    (-) impulsive. is driven purely by instinct, rarely pausing to think things through until the aftermath—when it’s often too late to change the outcome. her impulsivity is intense, prioritizing her own needs and, occasionally, those few she genuinely cares about. however, her rash decisions can backfire, sometimes trapping her in situations she can’t easily escape, a problem she begrudgingly acknowledges but rarely learns from. it took one man to teach her this issue, even help her through her messes.
    (-) callous. mallory’s ambition often makes her dismissive of others’ feelings, viewing empathy as a weakness. she’s prone to sudden shifts in mood—focused and excessive one moment, defiant and erratic the next. this unpredictability keeps others at arm's length, wary of her sharp edges, are all windsor's like this?
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    (+) confrontational people. mallory thrives around confrontational people; she loves the thrill of a good debate. there's something invigorating about someone who’s unafraid to push back and challenge her openly. those who prefer to gossip or handle things indirectly don’t hold her interest—she’s drawn to people who stand their ground and bring the same heat she does.
    (+) thrift stores. mallory has love for thrift shopping, though it’s not just about the clothes—it’s her own quiet rebellion. despite coming from a wealthy background, she finds herself browsing through thrift stores, knowing well that it irks her father. “we’re not poor; nothing good comes from hand-me-downs,” he’d scoff, eyeing her bags with visible disapproval. but that only makes it more enjoyable for her. “like you said—it’s just clothes, right?” thrifting isn’t just a pastime for mallory; it’s a way to assert her independence and embrace a world outside the pristine image her father wants to project.
    (+) fundraising. developed an unexpected interest in fundraising during her studies—a hobby that began as a college extracurricular but quickly grew on her. though not naturally inclined towards charity work, she discovered a sense of satisfaction in organizing events that helped others and brought positive attention to her family's name. the experience also gave her a newfound sense of purpose, combining her skills in leadership and public speaking with a deeper drive to make a difference, or at least that's what she plays off.
    (+) sitting in court hearings. there’s something about the controlled environment, the unraveling of motives, and the psychology behind what drives people to their breaking points that captivates her. she’s naturally curious, and, as someone training to become a mental health technician, she sees these hearings as a unique opportunity to gain insight into extreme behaviors and fractured minds. listening to the accounts of both serial offenders and their defense is, to her, a hands-on way to understand the human psyche. it’s not just a curiosity—it’s research, helping her to better grasp the complexities of the people she’ll eventually work with.
    (+) fall weather. has a deep appreciation for fall weather. the warm, earthy colors, the crisp air, and the crunch of dried leaves underfoot bring her a sense of beauty and peace.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    (-) oblivion. for mallory, knowledge is everything—a foundation she’s built for herself, and the thought of losing it all terrifies her. this deep-rooted fear of oblivion is what led her to pursue her major. she’s fascinated, almost obsessively, with the details of the brain, driven to understand the enigma of memory loss and conditions like amnesia. what causes the brain to simply forget?
    (-) the idea of death. the concept of resurrection, though unsettling, seems less daunting to her than the notion of ceasing to exist altogether. it's the vast, unknowable nature of it all—the idea that there might be simply nothing after life—that strikes her with real terror.
    (-) aloof people. has little patience for people she considers aloof or unmotivated, often dismissing them with a look of disdain. she can't stand what she deems "mouth breathers"—people who drift aimlessly without focus or ambition. even a hint of disengagement or lack of purpose is enough for her to turn on her heel and avoid any interaction.
    (-) oversharing. too intimate, too emotional- and too much for mallory to handle. has a low tolerance for oversharing, especially when it comes to deeply personal or overly emotional topics. she finds it uncomfortable and draining when people unload their sob stories or open up too much. rather than engage, she’ll often shift awkwardly or simply step away, eager to avoid the vulnerability and emotional weight of such conversations.
    (-) distractions. personal kryptonite. her life is all about focus, precision, and keeping things in order, so anything that throws her off balance is immediately met with irritation. whether it’s loud noises, unnecessary chatter, or anything that takes her away from her task at hand, mallory finds it hard to deal with.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    (+) her twin brother, knowledge (information), organization.
    (-) her twin brother, knowledge (an endless void), clean freak (ocd).
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    What's the hardest spell to learn, you think?

    
    
    
    
    

    Ugh, took too long. WAKE UP!

    
    
    
    
    

    Most high level Evocation spells. But for you? Anything Divination

    
    
    
    
    

    HA. You're a fucking riot.

    
    
    
    
    

    As in a disturbance or amusing? Whichever the case, I agree! Happy learning, Lory

    
    
    
    
    

    This information could've been more useful TWO HOURS AGO, Vincent.

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    that i'm fearsome and i'm wretched─and I'm wrong

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    You’re stressing out. A familiar mantra Mallory would think as she pressed her fingers to her temple, attempting to ease the tension of a headache beginning to form. Where is he? He’s late—god dammit. Her lips pursed with irritation, arms crossed tightly across her chest as she maneuvered through the growing crowd, eyes scanning every face in exasperation. This is so typical of him.
    
    And that was the heart of it—it had always been expected of Mallory-Rae to worry about her brother. Constantly. Stress, a divided household, and this relentless family business was tearing them all apart. Just let me take over, she would urge her father, silently pleading as she sensed Matthew's anxiety weighing heavily on her own shoulders. You’ll lose him if you force him into this.
    
    But in the Windsor household—a woman didn’t have a say. Since birth, Mallory's life as a twin had been defined by sharing: sharing experiences, memories, and every milestone alongside her brother. So when she learned their father, Mathias Windsor, intended for Matthew-Rae to take over the family business, it struck her. She knew, deep down, this was the last thing her brother wanted—and that they were being split apart.
    
    Her twin brother was still her best friend, but Mallory could no longer keep up with him under the overbearing expectations placed upon him by their father. Matthew was now the prized heir of the company, while Mallory was dismissed as “just a girl.” As her brother grew more distant, Mallory found herself growing closer to their mother, Eleanor, once her greatest inspiration—keyword: once. Learning about Eleanor’s background and how her name alone had brought success to the family gave their father, Mathias, something to cling onto like a lifeline. Women, she believed, were just as capable as men, which made it all the more alarming to watch her mother comply with every whim of their father.
    
    “Your father knows what’s best for this family. He means well,” her mother would say, clasping Mallory’s hand gently, her voice soft with resignation. “It’s easier just to listen.” Mallory, however, couldn’t stand the idea of being pushed aside, I won’t end up like you. Fueled by a quiet, defiant fire, she became as studious and driven as possible, determined to forge her own path in life. Why stay in a home where she wasn’t going to be respected?
    
    Driven to carve her own path within the shadow of her family’s company, Mallory dove headfirst into her studies, enrolling at Oak Grove Conservatory while Matthew attended University of Vermont. Once again, the twins found themselves on separate paths. At Oak Grove, she poured herself into her studies with a fierce determination, every assignment and exam becoming a chance to prove her worth. She was intent on showing that she was just as capable as any man—not just to herself but to her family as well. More than that, she wanted to prove she could create a legacy of her own, one that wasn’t solely reliant on the weight of the Windsor name. Ugh, some name. Misogyny, seriously?
    
    While immersing herself in her studies and majoring in Mental Health Technician, Mallory never neglected her family, making sure to check in regularly, especially with Matthew when she managed to catch him. Her messages ranged from lighthearted encouragement like, “I hope he’s taking it easy on you,” to tough love: “Just ignore him. What’s he gonna do? Ground you?” But the message that shocked her most came from their father. It simply read, “Proud of you.” Conflicted, confused, and quietly pleased, Mallory took it as a rare blessing—a sign that, despite everything, she was indeed on the right path in life.
    
    For about a year now, Mallory had been consumed by her studies, staying focused and blissfully ignorant of everything happening around her. Right now, her major was all that mattered—until she stumbled upon a peculiar card tucked away in her belongings.
    
    It was a tarot card, simple but alluring. A lone tower stared back at her, ominously depicted with figures falling from its heights, as though rejecting them from the structure itself. What on earth is this?
    
    Beside the card lay a letter. Unfolding it, her eyes scanned the first line: “You, dear student, have been selected out of all your peers. You possess the innate potential that so many lack—” That was all Mallory needed. She crumpled up the note with a smirk, letting the praise sink in. Chosen? Potential? The invite was speaking her language perfectly, and she was all about it.
    
    With time on her hands before the gathering, Mallory found herself drawn into a new obsession—the Amithis Society, and the mystery surrounding her chosen tarot card. Her studies had consumed her so deeply that she had missed the circulating whispers about the secret society. How naive she felt, realizing she’d been so engrossed in her books that she'd missed out on such thrilling secrets that whispered around her in the library.
    
    Curious and a bit conflicted by the ominous imagery of the card, she decided to dig deeper. Why did they pick this card for me, of all options? In her research, she uncovered meanings that set her mind ablaze: danger, crisis, sudden change, destruction, higher learning, and...liberation. Each word felt heavy with possibility—both daunting and overwhelming. There was no clear guidance, no instruction—only hints at a path she could choose to take. No upside or downside, just a card. No problem, I'll make my own destiny.
    
    Before she knew it, Mallory was in—but still as isolated as ever. It quickly became apparent that her habit of immediate questioning wasn’t well-received. To her, it was just a way to be precise with her decisions and absorb as much as she could. But to others, her relentless curiosity and eagerness felt...uncomfortable, as if she were prying too deeply or aiming a little too high.
    
    Despite feeling shunned, Mallory eventually met a few people who kept her grounded and made her feel welcomed. There was Vincent, who became her first in many ways—her first true friend, her first partner in exploring magic, and her first real connection in this world of uncertainty. Then there was Aurora, who, without either of them planning it, became her girlfriend and someone she could trust. And lastly, there was Henry, whose unpredictable energy pulled Mallory in, sucking her into this whole new meaning of potential and power.
    
    A year had passed, and Mallory found herself tangled deeper in the world of magic and the secret society, but something was still missing. Her twin brother, Matthew, the one person who had always been by her side, was nowhere near this new world she'd become so invested in. As her plans with Henry and her makeshift group grew bigger, Mallory knew she had to convince Matthew to join her before fully committing to her mission. She texted him regularly, trying to reach him despite the distance that had started to creep between them. Her text messages would vary from: "I miss you, would love to have you here." to "You won't regret it, Matthew. Trust me."
    
    And just when things were starting to look up, it all came crashing down. It started innocently enough—just a simple message: "You wanna do something dangerous? Could get us in trouble." What was meant to be a lighthearted invitation to a bit of reckless fun spiraled into something far more serious than she had anticipated. Impulsive, as always.
    
    Before she knew it, she was facing probation—confined to a strict regimen, forced to be monitored more closely than ever before. The worst part? She wasn’t alone in her punishment. She had to share her time-out with her ex. Of all people. Mallory couldn’t help but feel a twinge of frustration. The universe really did have a way of throwing curveballs at her just when she thought things were going smoothly.
    
    In her third year, Mallory swore she'd approach things differently—more discreetly, at least. She knew that the bigger the crowd, the more trouble it brought. She refused to acknowledge the dangerous line she was treading. She was, for the first time, throwing all her knowledge and better judgment out the window, blinded by promises and temptation.
    
    There were three things she knew this year though: Henry was missing, and she had to find him. Have to learn from their mistakes that night, and what went wrong. And then, there was the most significant change of all—Matthew, her twin brother, was finally joining her. What did that card say again? Sudden change...higher learning and—
    
    Liberation. The word lingered heavily in the back of Mallory's mind as she pressed her lips into a thin line, pushing herself off the wall and melting into the crowd—drink in hand, purpose in every step. He was finally free, late or not.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
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    ENCHANTMENT. so long as the target is within range, she can inflict a melody on another and wrack them with terrible pain. the sound can deafen and even incapacitate someone but once they're out of her eyesight, the melody ceases.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ABJURATION. automatically triggers when she would take damage. an invisible barrier will appear and protect her. (limitations: the shield lasts for up to ten minutes or until concentration breaks).

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    wallflower

    girl trying to fill the void of her dead best friend. has always been

    sensitive to the supernatural;

    it started off as voices until apparitions would appear,

    confusing her.

    a twenty-three year old aries who is a little

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    camille stands at 5'3" (1.6m) with a slight, lean build that suits her petite frame, though her slightly hunched posture gives her a more reserved appearance. weighing around 55 kg (122 lbs), camille’s posture is often a bit withdrawn, with shoulders that round inward just a touch, giving the impression that she's accustomed to trying to take up as little space as possible. she’s not one to draw attention, preferring to blend in, and her stance reflects this habit.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    "delicate," her mother always told her, "delicate and fragile." and camille couldn’t stand it. she had soft cheekbones that flowed into an equally gentle jawline, giving her face a naturally tender look. her blue eyes, however, told a different story; they held a warmth and a hint of mischief, wide and bright with a liveliness that set her apart from how she holds herself. her skin was fair, lightly dusted with freckles across her nose and cheeks. her hair—a dark shade of brown—fell straight and framed her face, stopping just at her shoulders.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    has had both of her ears pierced since she was young and is usually seen with small black studs adorning them. tattoos, though? scars? none—camille was a rather sheltered girl who never felt drawn to that adventurous, outdoorsy lifestyle, preferring instead to stay at home and lose herself in music. don't be surprised, however, if you spot little doodles decorating her fingers and arms; it’s a habit her therapist suggested to help her stay calm and carry on. the inked patterns are an ever-changing canvas, offering a glimpse into her inner world and helping to soothe her mind.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    (+) wallflower. people might see her tendency to keep to herself as a sign of shyness or insecurity, but for camille, it’s a choice—one she values deeply. she loves being able to disappear into her own world of thoughts and imaginings, watching life unfold from the sidelines. camille’s quiet nature sometimes comes with an inevitable touch of awkwardness. while she prefers staying on the outskirts of social situations, she genuinely enjoys listening to others talk, especially when they’re sharing something they’re passionate about. she finds excitement in watching people come alive as they ramble, her quiet smile and nods offering encouragement to keep going. though she isn’t much of a talker herself, camille does try to keep conversations flowing, even if it means putting herself a bit out of her comfort zone. when she chimes in to keep things from fizzling, her words may come out a little stilted or hesitant, but she doesn’t mind too much; it's her own way of connecting, however awkward it might be.
    (+) brutally honest. camille never saw the point in lying. to her, deception carried a heavy, unpleasant energy she wanted no part of. from a young age, she developed a habit of speaking her truth, unapologetically honest in a way that others sometimes found unnerving. to camille, though, truthfulness was simple, straightforward. why hide what’s real? over time, she learned that honesty could be jarring for people—like her parents. she still remembers one particular day when she shared, “i heard a voice today.” her parents encouraged her to go on, holding her hand through the confession. “she was crying that no one could hear her—but i could,” she realized then that her openness sometimes stirred fear as she remembered how her parents reacted to the truth. even so, camille wouldn’t change. she wasn’t one to pretend she didn’t notice things others couldn’t see. and if her blunt observations made others uncomfortable? that was just another truth she was willing to accept. occasionally, accidental remarks like, “oh—you’re leaving a trail of water behind you. did someone drown?” or “who did you piss off? they don’t sound happy.” each comment met with wide-eyed stares or uneasy laughter, she found her honesty was as much her gift as her curse.
    (+) eccentric. camille has a flair for the unexpected, and she leans into her eccentricity with pride. her humor, which some would call a bit morbid, is something she’s embraced over the years, finding laughter in the darker, overlooked corners of life. where others might shy away, she enjoys playfully dropping a comment that leaves people raising their brows, something like, “guess we’re all just skeletons on the inside, right?" she’s the kind of person who keeps others guessing, never fully fitting into any box, and she likes it that way. to her friends, her quirks are just “camille being camille.” her unpredictability gives them something to smile about, and even when her humor isn’t everyone’s cup of tea at first, it’s undeniably part of her charm.
    (+) patient. camille has developed a gentle, patient way of moving through life, an approach that’s come from learning to be kind to herself. growing up with adhd, she often found herself distracted or struggling to keep up in school, tasks taking a lot longer than she’d like. instead of growing frustrated, camille embraced her own pace, realizing that being patient with herself was the only way she'd keep up. this patience has extended to others as well—she never rushes anyone, understanding that everyone has their own obstacles. she’s okay with being a slower learner, and she’s learned to stop comparing herself to others who seem to grasp things more quickly. what she needs isn’t speed but a steady focus, and she’s become a bit of an expert at pacing herself with help. if she needs to reread a chapter or let herself get lost in thought for a bit, she does it without shame.
    (+) imaginative. a natural daydreamer, she’s constantly filling in the details for the voices she hears, creating faces, backstories, and personalities for each of them. when a voice appears without a form, camille would often conjure up their look—everything from eye color to clothing, until each one feels as real as any person she meets. her imagination is her way of making sense of the unseen, giving a visual life to the whispers that follow her. unfortunately, this blend of dreams and her reality often causes a blur in her mind. it’s not uncommon for camille to say, “didn’t we already talk about this?” only to realize she’d simply imagined the conversation. she’s learned to laugh it off, playing it off like it wasn't a big deal, ignoring the bewildered looks she often gets in response.
    
    (-) non-committal. camille’s non-committal nature is a defining flaw that seeps into every aspect of her life. she has a habit of diving into things with fleeting enthusiasm, only to abandon them as soon as the initial excitement wears off or the effort required becomes too demanding. this lack of commitment is particularly evident in her approach to school. camille isn’t the kind of person to spend hours pouring over textbooks or hardcore planning her assignments. instead, she half-heartedly skims through her work, hoping for the bare minimum to suffice. it’s not that she lacks the ability to succeed—she just doesn’t have the patience or drive to stick with anything long enough to see it through.
    (-) detachment. camille carries a quiet detachment that’s become part of who she is, a defense she’s developed since losing her closest friend. she keeps a distance, wrapping herself in a quiet resilience, though she’s often seen as simply reserved or even aloof. beneath her quiet persona, though, lies a genuine fear of forming deep connections again, the memory of loss still fresh despite it's been years. she interacts with people carefully, enjoying their company in small doses but always pulling back before anything too meaningful develops. camille has an undeniable kindness that she expresses in subtler ways—a thoughtful word, a steady presence, a rare, soft smile—but she holds back just enough to keep herself safe. to her, it feels better to drift just outside the edges of friendship, where the risks are low and her heart feels somewhat protected.
    (-) curiosity. an unsettled mind that constantly gets the better of her. it may seem natural at face-value, harmless as it demonstrates a thirst for knowledge—and with philosophy, her curious nature propels her into being forward-thinking. but camille struggles with restraint, unable to reason with herself when some things are better left unknown. her imaginative ways know no bounds when the voices demand her attentiveness, when her doom-scrolling late at night bleeds into the early hours of the morning and she'd only wished she hadn't given in to her curiosity.
    (-) naive. in some ways, camille was unable to develop as her own person—disembodied voices shaped her entire reality, causing a disconnect between what she knew as fact and what were falsehoods, fed to her by voices that were silenced indefinitely; until they wandered close enough to entrap her in their web. it started young enough that camille lacked a choice, an understanding of what was real—what did the voices have to gain by fooling her? now an adult, camille still has difficulty making sense of which thoughts belong to her, and has spearheaded her gullible nature of believing every headline she sees without feeling the need to fact-check, easily influenced.
    (-) gluttony. camille’s gluttony isn’t about food or craving attention—it’s a desperate attempt to fill a void she doesn’t quite understand. a lonely girl at heart, she throws herself into anything and everything, indulging in new experiences and stepping far outside her comfort zone, just for the sake of feeling something. whether it’s impulsively joining clubs she has no real interest in, binge-watching shows she doesn’t even like, or diving into hobbies that don’t stick, camille’s life is a constant cycle of overindulgence. it’s not about passion or curiosity—it’s about distracting herself from the emptiness that creeps in when she’s left alone with her thoughts and the voices. she pushes herself to try everything, not because she wants to, but because she fears the silence of doing nothing at all.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    (+) her polaroid camera. when camille was seven, she was given her very own polaroid camera—a gift that sparked an obsession. she would take picture after picture of anything that caught her eye, capturing a snap of landscapes, people, etc. this hobby, however, took an unsettling turn after she captured an image with an inexplicable, disturbing element—a phenomenon that she couldn't explain herself. ever since that moment, she’s felt compelled to snap shot after shot, hoping to capture another fleeting glimpse of what she believes was a ghost, both eager and terrified of what her camera might reveal.
    (+) philosophy. a difficult major, no less—especially for camille’s wandering mind. it had been a sudden choice, one that pulled her out of her comfort zone and demanded her full attention. she’d wanted something that would keep her grounded, that could scratch that constant itch of something while distracting her from the parts of herself she often avoided. but eventually, she learned to enjoy asking herself questions such as: what is an emotion? what is good and evil? when you have a toothache, is the pain in your mouth or in your brain? can we really know what it feels like to be a bat?
    (+) sunglasses. or "sunnies," as she liked to call them. camille wasn’t much of a collector by nature, yet she had an unusual assortment of sunglasses tucked away, each pair looking slightly different but still the color black. the truth was, she couldn’t stand the brightness. she preferred the dim solitude of her dorm, where the curtains stayed drawn and the world felt quieter, less overwhelming. luckily, though, a pair of sunglasses made facing the outdoors a little more bearable.
    (+) music & movies. her escape; memories linger of her tucked away in her bedroom, headphones on, her phone dangling loosely from her hand as lyrics like, "i said, 'where you been?' he said, 'ask anything'" echo through her mind. it’s the same with movies; she loses herself to the unfolding scenes, watching wide-eyed and thinking, god, i wish that were me.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    (-) the color grey. lifeless, dull, empty. camille found it unbearably monotonous, void of vibrancy or warmth. to her, gray lacked any spark, any feeling of life; it was just a hollow shade.
    (-) doom scrolling. it isn’t exactly something camille really dislikes; it’s more like a bad habit she can’t seem to shake off. curiosity always gets the best of her, and before she knows it, she’s absorbed in a spiral of dark headlines and grim news. great, she thinks afterwards, feeling weighed down, now i'm bummed for the rest of the day.
    (-) being indecisive. agonizes over even the smallest decisions, caught between options as her mind endlessly flips back and forth. why can’t i just make up my mind? she’d think, exasperated, staring at some menu or even pacing her room over something so trivial. it’s an annoying trait she’s fully aware of, and though she’d love to change it, her second-guessing nature always finds a way to creep back in.
    (-) expectations. “you’re going to do incredible things in life, camille.” it had become a motto, something her parents had repeated so often when she was younger that it felt almost like a routine. but eventually, the words of encouragement stopped, especially when it became a known issue that their daughter was hearing voice. camille developed an rocky relationship with expectations. it wasn’t just that she feared disappointing others; rather, she felt like she couldn’t truly be herself if people expected her to act a certain way. imposter syndrome weighed heavily on her, making her feel like an outsider within her own skin.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    (+) charitable (is giving), her sense of humor (if you don't laugh, you'll cry mentality), fortitude (mind over matter), durable (some people just don't want to hear what you have to say, camille)
    (-) the five stages of grief (currently in the bargaining stage), her adhd paralysis (unable to function: overloaded & overwhelmed), seeing apparitions (not ready to face them), self-critical to a fault (...no comment).
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    yes, thank u! i needed this

    
    
    
    
    

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    4 years now, ur anniversary came up. i saw u in my kitchen today...

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    i've been meaning to tell you─i think your house is haunted

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    tw: death of a friend (car crash), thoughts of suicide, non-consensual touching, depiction of gory/unsettling imagery.
    
    "are you sure you're ready, camille?"
    
    the leather couch creaked softly as camille shifted in her seat, her knee already bouncing with nervous energy while her fingers fidgeted clumsily. the steady ticking of the metronome filled the room, a sound that felt louder and more oppressive with each passing second. she couldn’t shake the sensation that she was running on borrowed time, was it even worth it?
    
    fiona and anthony kaminski first crossed paths outside the grand gates of oak grove conservatory, their shared curiosity about the mysterious amithis society sparking an instant connection. they stepped into the society together, as one, united in their determination to uncover its secrets.
    
    joining the society proved to be effortless for the kaminskis—both carried spotless reputations, impeccable records, and were naturally well-liked by their peers. their charm and poise made them seamless additions to the group, earning them respect almost immediately. yet, despite their outward conformity, fiona and anthony couldn’t help but view the society with a critical eye. from the background, they often found themselves disapproving of the way the amithis society conducted itself. though they played the part of dutiful members, their minds never stopped questioning the course the society had chosen to take.
    
    playing with dead things shouldn’t be considered normal—that was a truth the kaminskis had always held firm. yet, to their utter surprise, their miracle child, their pride and joy, began showing unmistakable signs of sensitivity to the supernatural. necromancy? this wasn’t supposed to happen. camille was meant to be their beacon of hope, not a bearer of the very thing they despised.
    
    conflicted and hurt, the kaminskis wrestled with the cruel irony of it all, questioning whether this was some cosmic joke at their expense. at first, they entertained the idea of keeping the truth from her, shielding her from a world they had long rejected. but what was the point of harboring such a secret when camille was clearly destined for something extraordinary?
    
    reluctantly, they made a choice. instead of denying her nature, they decided to embrace it, sharing with their young daughter the secrets of a hidden world they had once shunned. piece by piece, they taught her what little they knew about necromancy, hoping to guide her in a direction that aligned with her potential, even if it clashed with their beliefs. it was an uneasy compromise—one born of love, fear, and a grudging acceptance of the unexpected path their miracle child was bound to walk.
    
    growing up with little understanding of the dead did more harm than good. camille struggled to cope with her strange and unsettling ability—voices without faces bled into her thoughts, their whispers so constant and consuming that she often questioned whether her own thoughts were even hers. was she real, or just another echo of someone else?
    
    as she grew older, camille found a way to make sense of it all. in her innocence, she began to view the voices as imaginary friends, deciding it was easier—and far less frightening—to accept them as companions rather than tormentors. by befriending them, she turned something daunting and terrifying into a game, crafting stories and names for her unseen visitors. it wasn’t a perfect solution, but for a young child, it made the strange world she inhabited a little less lonely and a lot more bearable.
    
    then came alex, a beacon of light in camille’s tumultuous youth. they met unexpectedly, but their bond was instant and unshakable. alex became her anchor, a steady presence who helped camille navigate through the chaos and darkness of her mind. unlike camille, qlex knew nothing of magic or the supernatural. they were just a normal person—someone who liked camille simply for being herself, without fear, judgment, or expectations.
    
    their friendship was unbreakable, and alex’s grounding influence kept camille sane in ways no one else could. together, they built a safe space where camille could momentarily forget her strange abilities and just simply be camille. which is why it destroyed her when alex suddenly passed away. a car crash, just a block from camille’s street—they had planned to meet for dinner that night and she was picking her up. the loss was devastating, leaving a hollow ache in her chest that no amount of magic or time could mend. alex was gone, and with them went the only piece of normalcy camille had ever known.
    
    "you're destined for greatness, 'mille." it was all she ever heard—since she was born; during alex’s funeral, whispered between condolences; in the stillness of the nights when she locked herself in her bedroom, huddled up with her hands clamped over her ears, desperate to shut it all out; and every single day that followed. the words became a cruel mantra, mocking her pain. how could someone like her, broken and helpless, be destined for greatness when she couldn’t even save her best friend?
    
    "you can make more friends in life later on," they told her. "you need to focus on yourself instead." but camille couldn’t see it that way. she couldn’t see past the gaping void alex left behind. all she could muster was a beaten, hollow response: "but no one is like alex."
    
    four years later, camille found herself caught in a suffocating limbo. one moment, she wrestled with the weight of her parents’ expectations, wondering, "do i do what they want?" the next, she spiraled into darker thoughts, asking herself, "is it even worth being alive anymore when nothing seems to be going right?"
    
    it was during one of those particularly heavy nights, when her mind teetered on the edge, that something changed. as her self-doubt deepened, the disembodied voices that had haunted her began to take on faces of their own. camille didn’t think much of it at first—until one night, she woke to the sensation of fingers threading gently through her hair.
    
    half-asleep and under the weather, she barely registered it. but when a hand brushed a stray strand from her face, the tenderness of the motion startled her fully awake. her heart leapt into her throat as she opened her eyes to see a figure looming beside her bed—a younger man, his face mangled and horrific, one half blown completely off.
    
    camille wasn’t easily scared. as morbid and strange as her life had been, she had long since grown accustomed to the unusual. but this wasn’t the usual. this wasn’t the faint whispers of children she’d grown to recognize in her room. this was something else. the sight of a full-grown man—a ghost—sitting so casually in her space sent a chill down her spine.
    
    questions like "who are you?" or "what are you doing here?" didn’t even cross her mind. her instincts took over, and she bolted from her room, her heart pounding in her chest as she yelled for her parents, her voice echoing through the quiet house. she didn’t stop running until she reached the kitchen. but as she skidded to a halt, her breath caught in her throat.
    
    there, standing in the dim light, was alex.
    
    their back was turned to her, shoulders slumped in that familiar way, wearing the same jacket camille had seen a thousand times before. but something was wrong. the fabric was torn, the seams ripped apart, and jagged shards of glass protruded from it in horrifying angles. camille didn’t need them to turn around to know. her heart clenched with the kind of grief that feels like a noose tightening, and for a moment, the world seemed to still. her best friend was standing there, but this wasn’t the alex she remembered. and in that moment, a crushing realization washed over her like ice water: there was no greatness waiting for her, no destiny worth chasing. this—this—was her reality. one haunted by ghosts, loss, and a future that felt unbearably bleak.
    
    numb to it all and terrified of falling over the edge, fiona and anthony, made a desperate decision. they sent her to a therapist they trusted—a woman named vanessa briggs, whose calm and compassionate approach eventually became a lifeline for camille.
    
    through their sessions, miss briggs helped camille in ways she hadn’t thought possible. for the first time in years, camille felt truly seen from someone that wasn't alex, her chaotic thoughts untangled and validated. vanessa taught her practical coping methods, small but meaningful steps to keep her spirits from sinking too low. she also learned how to center herself, to find moments of calm in the storm raging within her.
    
    but there was one thing they never discussed. not once did alex’s name pass between them. camille never brought her up, and vanessa never pried. it was an unspoken boundary, a shadow that lingered in the corner of every session but never stepped into the light. i don't want to trauma dump on my own therapist, oh geez.
    
    when camille was believed to be in a better mindset—more accepting of herself and her abilities—vanessa gently nudged her toward a fresh start. she introduced camille to oak grove conservatory, just a school to start things off. camille eventually enrolled, though her journey was anything but smooth at first.
    
    her grades barely scraped by in the beginning, a struggle that didn’t surprise her. school had never been her strong suit, and her adhd only seemed to amplify the challenges. but beneath the frustration, there was a desire to thrive, to prove to herself that she could do something meaningful. her newfound major of philosophy stirred curiosity, leading her to ask questions in private: “i want to stop seeing dead people, but how?” and “can i learn to help them move on?”
    
    amid this internal tug-of-war, camille met vincent, a fellow student who seemed to see something in her that others didn’t. whether it was pity or understanding, he extended a hand, and with his help, she found her way into the amithis society.
    
    the society thrust her back into a world of magic, one far more structured and informed than the fragmented lessons her parents had once given her. yet, despite the resources and the camaraderie, camille often looked more hopeless than ever. the weight of it all pressed down on her, nothing but expectations, you're destined for greatness, and what about me?
    
    i hope i’m not taking this away from someone else. i hope i’m not wasting anyone’s time, she thought, the guilt eating at her. but even as her doubts circled, there was a spark—a realization that flickered in her mind. i just want answers. i want to understand how to help others. that thought stilled her. her bouncing leg stopped, the sound of the metronome faded into the background, and for the first time in what felt like forever, there was silence. not the eerie kind that haunted her nights, but a soothing, grounding stillness. it was a small moment of clarity, a whisper of acceptance: this is who you are, camille. now it's time to understand yourself.
    
    a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding escaped her lips. “yeah, i’m ready. nothing bad could happen, right?”
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
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    NECROMANCY. imbued with a distinct intelligence to communicate with corpses, allowing it to answer up to five of her questions. (limitation: target can respond cryptically, keep answers brief, or lie if they believe she’s a hostile).

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    a

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    year old fine arts student. goes by

    he/him

    pronouns. suffers greatly from

    sleep deprivation

    . his insomnia often reflects in his art pieces, becoming

    disjointed chaos

    he can never make sense of. a scorpio.
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    standing at 5'9" (175cms) and 70kg (154lbs), vincent's physique is slender and lean. his body is toned on account of the physical exertion he puts himself through, hoping to exhaust his body into succumbing to sleep. vincent sports his posture with confidence, in part because of his conceited nature—not helped as he sits at the top of his class.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    known for his sharp and striking features, vincent's distinctive look is accentuated by his high cheekbones and strong jawline. his most notable trait are the piercing arctic blue eyes that shine with an intensity others find somewhat unsettling if his gaze lingers too long. his dark hair is often tousled, on the grounds of his restlessness due to insomnia, and contrasts greatly with his fair skin.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    seeing his body as his very own canvas to paint, vincent longs for tattoo's but is incredibly indecisive on where to begin.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    cillian murphy.

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    (+) considerate. for what it's worth, vincent would describe himself as such. he makes it his business to understand the needs of other initiates, wanting nothing more than for the numbers to be on their side—and whilst he was more partial to them than that of his peers, vincent was not above pointing out the weak from the strong.
    (+) honest. blunt, in a tactful way. he sees no use in stringing along a lost cause. with nothing but time on his hands, vincent understand not to take it for granted and put those that are going to struggle out of their metaphorical misery.
    (+) creative. with that endless spare time vincent finds himself with in the dead of night, his creativity flourished in spite of the haphazard lines he would paint as opposed to a more focused mind. though, his professor valued the originality of his work. his dorm room is full to the brim of sketched canvases of various kinds, leaning more towards renaissance-esque art.
    (+) ambitious. vincent values and appreciates the ambitiousness in initiates, harbouring that streak himself. some might see him as power hungry, and he was reluctant to deny that playing a very large part in what he found himself involved in as of recent, though in his eyes—if you weren't ambitious, you won't cut it here.
    (+) humourous. for all his pretense of wielding power beyond what he thought himself capable of, vincent's insomnia directly affects his ability to cope at times; arming himself with an often misplaced sense of humour.
    
    (-) conceited. to the bone. vincent wouldn't strive for greater power if he felt himself incapable or out of touch with what might be required of him. flourishing in his studies beyond that of magic, vincent found it hard to not walk around with a reasonably sized ego.
    (-) self-indulgent. insomnia left him with a vice he needed to fill—using his magic to snuff out someone's waking world, altering their dreams and sending them to one of his own making with that of his illusions. walking another's dreamscape was his version of self-indulgence, along with becoming a habitual smoker.
    (-) obstinate. stubborn and set in his ways, vincent can be unreasonable if his own opinion differs on subjects he refuses to waver on, fully valuing his own thought process above others.
    (-) irritable. lack of sleep left him easily irritable at times and his sleep deprivation makes him quick to bother others; there were too many thoughts to mull over in the loneliness.
    (-) foolish. once more, the insomnia has a tendency of high-jacking the more intelligent parts of him; not necessarily a lack of good judgment, but in conversation.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    sleeping. when vincent is granted the mercy of sleep, his creative juices flow effortlessly and he's able to produce his best work. it remains his one true joy in life—quieting his restless mind.
    competition. only when he will win, that is; vincent doesn't care to waste his time (of which he has an endless amount) on a sure thing. friendly competition and rivalries keeps him on his toes, working his idleness and preventing him from becoming too stagnant.
    smoking. a horrible habit he refuses to quit. it leaves him exhausted, reducing his energy and sometimes allows him to steal a few hours of sleep.
    paint. more specifically, the scent of paint. vincent wouldn't necessarily huff paint fumes from the can, but he also rarely aired out the room he created his work in unless in others' company.
    homecooked meals. vincent picked up a number of skills during his extra hours of waking time, starting with meal preparation to ensure more time in his art studio rather than taking forced breaks to remember his body required food to function.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    unproductive conversations. vincent doesn't appreciate it. even with the endless time and energy to expend, he once hoped boring conversation might lull him to sleep—but it only left him frustrated by others' inability to converse in a mindful manner.
    sweets. too wired by the sugar in various sweets, vincent utterly refuses to give his mind and body an excuse not to sleep.
    the arts. his passion and curse; it causes frustration when art pieces don't come out as he envisioned. this is especially the case when running on little to no sleep, plagued with insomnia and nothing to do but paint.
    lying. he can understand that some aren't as strong-willed to be honest, that even white lies have a place, but his brutal honesty leaves him with little respect for those wanting to gloss over harsh truths, preferring to lie and save face.
    hyperactivity. as someone that craves rest—an eternal slumber, at this point—vincent detests those with high energy, unable to help but feel envious and extremely annoyed by them.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    (+) strong and silent presence. mental fortitude. manipulative.
    (-) tunnel-vision. smoking. impaired reflexes, due to sleep deprivation.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    Vincent, are you there?

    
    
    
    
    

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    i lost the game, i can't get lower

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    attending oak grove conservatory was an inevitability for vincent wynn. excelling in the fine arts department, his invitation for the amithis society came within his first month of classes—the emperor tarot card placed atop his newly painted canvas, a rendition of 'anguish' by august friedrich schenck—and found himself caught up in the whirlwind of magic, power, and insomnia.
    
    until this pivotal turning point, vincent's childhood had passed by in slow-motion. sleep deprivation was the sole constant of his life, a cruel joke; punishment towards his penchant for creativity, much to the dismay of his brutish father. now a member of the society, his condition worsened.
    
    painting the time away until the muscles in his wrist cramped, maybe my joints will exhaust my brain.
    
    reading endless texts of magic, absorbing the knowledge with greedy abandon, maybe it will tire my eyes.
    
    he stared at nothing for hours, maybe i'll be bored to death.
    
    before long, vincent gave up on the hopes of succumbing to a sleep lasting more than an hour or two at a time and began to compartmentalise the pieces of his life. he was deserving of more than a life, somehow cursed by his father for having a mind of his own—a talent he had no hand or say in.
    
    his formerly miserable existence shifted and his arrogance grew from there. nights were kept busy by delving into classical painting, sketching himself as an all-powerful being. he also took up the habit of smoking—finding the calmer he was, the more likely he was able to sleep for short periods at a time and feel somewhat rested. it was never enough, not for him, and his speciality in illusion was born from a selfish want to infiltrate others dreams.
    
    

    [THE EVENTS OF FOURTH YEAR IS REDACTED]​

    
    vincent had a distinct role within the society as a fifth year, mentoring the newest members in finding a starting point for their magical abilities—the endless time on his hands allowed him to learn a myriad of class one and two spells. his main purpose was to use Modify Memory to detect the weak links that would hurt their society, not serve.
    
    and further, he found for significant cases—initiates appearing to spiral, suddenly at odds with the gravity of their goals—he would induce slumber for those who asked or needed the intervention. nothing put life into perspective more than a restful nights sleep.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
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    ILLUSION: an illusion crafted that takes root in the mind of his target, treating the phantasm as if it were real—overriding all logical thought. any perceived damage taken is appropriate to the illusion. (limitation: requires vincent’s full concentration for up to a minute, the target must be seen).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ILLUSION: creating a terrain where others can look, sound and smell the terrain of his making for up to twenty four hours. (limitation: unless the terrain has been made around someone, anyone entering the illusion can see right through it).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ILLUSION: shaping a target’s dreams and allowing him the ability to infiltrate on a shared plane of existence, lasting up to eight hours. (limitation: in the trance, the target is fully aware of their surroundings and can act, move, speak as they would).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ENCHANTMENT: reshaping a target’s memory. they become incapacitated, unaware of their surroundings—but can hear him. he can either plant a false memory, eliminate the memory altogether, or allow them to recall the memory in exact detail. (limitation: lasts only a minute, can only reshape recent memories from the past twenty four hours, and typically only does this for initiates to see if they’re capable).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ENCHANTMENT: able to charm a target of his choice, creating a telepathic link between them and issuing commands that they will obey. (limitation: lasts up to a minute, requires concentration, and if the target takes damage at any point, then they’re released).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ABJURATION: masking himself and companions of his choosing, they can move through a space without making a sound or alerting anyone to their presence for up to an hour. (limitation: requires concentration, easily broken).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    CONJURATION: an instantaneous spell that surrounds him briefly in a mist, able to teleport him to a different space. (limitation: the space must be unoccupied and within eye sight).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    DIVINATION: by touching an object—magical or not—he’s able to determine how it’s used and learn of its properties. if touching a target, he can learn of what spells are affecting it, if any. (limitation: requires his touch).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    EVOCATION: invokes a loud and sudden noise, intense as it is painful from a point of his choosing that’s within eye sight and range. each target in the radius suffers damage. (limitation: an immediate spell unable to deal a lot of damage and requires sight/range).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    NECROMANCY: imbued with a distinct intelligence to communicate with corpses, allowing it to answer up to five of his questions. (limitation: target can respond cryptically, keep answers brief, or lie if they believe he’s a hostile).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    TRANSMUTATION: grants a target of his choosing the ability to see within darkness for up to eight hours by touch. (limitation: target must be willing).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ILLUSION: duplicating a beast or creature of choice, appearing the same as the original source of the creation. friendly to himself and those he designates, and listening to his spoken commands. (limitation: the illusion has half the health of the original copy and takes a large amount of his concentration and ability to cast—almost impossible, depending on the creature’s abilities. must own something that belongs to them)

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    a

    twenty-two

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    she/her

    pronouns. lost her little sibling to

    bullying

    . her drive for justice stems from her

    family loss

    and the lack of accountability the perpetrator faced. a capricorn.
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    imogen is approximately 5'5" (165cms) and 54kg (119lbs). physically active, imogen keeps her body in shape to maintain a certain level of stamina required for her field of choice. her optional classes usually involve sports or anything potentially athletic to hold herself accountable on the days she'd rather stay in bed.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    facial features

    
    

    a defined jawline is her most notable facial feature upon first glance. expressive eyes and full lips accentuate her striking features, giving her a hardened or perhaps even a mean appearance when her expression is meant to be neutral. there's a hollowness to her face, gained during the sleepless nights during the course of her sister's investigation in which her appetite had been lost completely.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    studded ears and a septum piercing she rarely wears on school grounds.

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    (+) fair. a valuable trait imogen would be without if it weren't for det. patillo's intervention. "when things aren't fair, you need to be." she was hard-pressed to find reasons to be fair during the course of the investigation, even more so once the trial started—but not everything worked the way it should and imogen eventually grasped an understanding for it; not everything will work out in her favour.
    (+) patient. another value det. patillo had instilled in her—things in life took time, and impatience won't make it come any faster, "a watched pot never boils." his penchant for finding the perfect metaphor ironically helped imogen in her quest for patience and figuring out how to juggle both her newfound restraint and overwhelming frustrations.
    (+) self-confident. with an unshaken confidence, insecurities had never been a struggle for her even in imogen's youth. it's partly the reason she had overlooked the signs in her little sister, marilyn.
    (+) perceptive. when marilyn first went missing, imogen stuck herself to det. patillo like velcro. an incessant fly refusing to leave him alone. seeing her eagerness and potential, the detective pulled her aside often to explain certain pieces of evidence—how to separate the pieces into two categories: important, and redundant.
    (+) sincere. unlikely to lie unless it's of consequence; to hide true intentions or cover up for others. typically, imogen is honest and sincere with her words, never choosing to mince them if someone is deserving of hearing the truth.
    
    (-) resentful. where life wasn't fair and imogen chose to be, she was still incapable of keeping out a burning resentment when she felt wronged. justice is hard to come by and she was accepting of that to fault, but her anger tends to linger until she can fix it onto a person to blame.
    (-) hypocritical. not without her personal biases, imogen can occasionally flip flop on what holds her sole attention, taking precedent over others.
    (-) selfish. me, myself, and i attitude. without marilyn, imogen fell into an 'only child syndrome' category—withdrawing from social circles in favour of her own company, spoiled from the added attention from her parents with only one child remaining, self-absorbed.
    (-) vengeful. fighting for marilyn's justice was a long and often arduous road. her resentment gave way towards vengeance, a flame in her chest that refused to be put out until henry was behind bars for the role he played in her little sisters' death. unfortunately, the ever-burning fire lingered and compelled imogen into studying criminology—to direct her vengeance on others deserving their slice of karma.
    (-) deceitful. if it's of benefit to imogen, she has no problem deceiving others with misinformation and half-truths.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    marilyn. her little sister.
    parties. solely to drink. becoming outright drunk wasn't in her interest, preferring a tipsy mindset to blur the last image she has of her sister and still thinking somewhat clearly.
    morbid humour. a habit she picked up from det. patillo and his stories of crime scenes. he explained the positive effects of keeping a sense of humour when on the scenes of tragedy after tragedy. imogen knows there's a time and place, choosing to keep the morbid jokes in her own mind accompanied with a sheepish smile.
    dwelling. she wants to live in her head, even to her own detriment. humouring the thoughts in her mind, especially when left to herself, often helps her arrive to conclusions whether they're productive or damaging.
    gathering information. det. patillo had taught her well. with her special trait of happily deceiving others, imogen can't help but feel a spike of adrenaline when snooping and getting up to mischief.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    henry. her sister's murderer.
    technology. the source of marilyn's problems. glued to her phone at all hours, the texting, the pictures. imogen could barely stand the sight of her own phone on the worst of days.
    injustice. self-explanatory, but trials were long-winded and investigations even more so.
    insecurities. too self-confident to deal with attention seekers. the hypocritical side of her—the part that struggles to stay fair—gives way to her small resentment for marilyn. her little sister that couldn't fight her own needless insecurities and fell victim to bullying.
    insincerity. imogen values honesty, prioritising that trait in others above all else. she can sniff out fake bitches from a mile away if her own hypocritical tendencies don't colour her eyes with rose-tinted glasses.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    

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    (+) human lie detector, temperance, strong-willed.
    (-) heart over head, sleeps in most of the day, puts herself first.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    det. patillo

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    Messaging to give you a quick heads up on Henry Anchor’s release date. His date has been moved up 14 months due to good behaviour. I spoke up against it in court. Read your letter for the Judge. Sorry Mog.
    

    
    
    
    
    

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    content warning: emotionally abusive relationship, bullying, suicidal ideologies, encouragement of suicide, and suicide.
    
    imogen's childhood was nothing note-worthy in the beginning. her youth spent attending grade school, ice-cream parlours on the weekends, cinema dates with extended family and the most picture perfect upbringing one might imagine. nearing her high-school graduation, her life nose-dived into something unimaginable; a never ending nightmare.
    
    marilyn, at fifteen, became addicted to social media and the online presence that came with being a high-schooler. henry—an on and off again boyfriend—twisted her carefree nature into a knot of bubbling insecurities, each one rising to the surface and popping instantaneously upon first contact. school became less of a focus, more of a hindrance, to the more pressing issue of keeping henry pleased with her.
    
    huddled on marilyn's bed, pillow clutched between every limb, imogen scrolls through the texts in the dark.
    
    MARILYN: r u coming over tonight?
    henryyy: not tonite
    MARILYN: oh. why?
    MARILYN: ...
    MARILYN: henry?
    henryyy: u ask too many fucking questions mari
    henryyy: all u do is nag
    henryyy: well why rnt U answering now
    MARILYN: sorry.
    MARILYN: it hurt my feelings. i dont mean to nag u henry. we didnt get to hang much at lunch break just thought u might want to spend time w me tonight.
    henryyy: y should i spend time with u @ all
    
    "you idiot," imogen whispers, hurt and angry. she presses the heel of her palm to the burning spots in her eyes, desperate to keep the tears at bay. "you could've spent time with me."
    
    the first red flag should've been marilyn's self-isolation—rushing up the stairs to her bedroom, phone clutched in hand without so much as small talk. the dark circles beneath her eyes, revealing the few hours of sleep she'd managed to get, snatching the portable phone charger off the kitchen island at seven in the morning for her already dying phone. imogen had attributed it to midterms, that's what interrupted her sleep—what else could it be?
    
    imogen nudges the bathroom door open with her hip, eyes glued to the three different nail polishes in her hand; almost dropping the lot when she all but runs into marilyn's back. "holy shit, marilyn. warn a girl?" she asks, heated and nods at the speaker sitting atop the toiletry shelf. their golden rule: if you're in the bathroom, music is on. "uh, mari?" she prompts with no response, peering over her sister's shoulder to see what had captured her attention.
    
    marilyn stood with her hand grasping the mirrored door of their medicine cabinet, staring blankly ahead at bottles of pills. if she'd bothered to look closer, imogen might've noticed the thousand yard stare, the pinpricks of her pupils, the apathy. "you... need an advil?" imogen nudges the bathroom door shut with her ankle before stepping further into the room, fingers settling on the dial of their speakers to begin the pair.
    
    "don't need anything." marilyn mutters, breezing out of the room like a ghost.
    
    four months of the same routine, of imogen not realising she was losing her sister to something outside of her comprehension. returning home from an off-the-grid camping trip with friends to celebrate nearing the end of their final high school year, marilyn was nowhere to be found. phone missing. belongings in place. her parents rushing into their living room with police in tow. within their bone-crushing embrace, she'd caught wind of the obvious dire situation.
    
    imogen spent three days assisting in the search for her sister, combing through the surrounding forests with groups of people holding flashlights and plastic baggies for potential evidence. their group was led by detective patillo, a senior on the case with experience in missing children. she'd stuck to his side like velcro, held together solely by his resolve to find her little sister despite the dwindling odds of her survival. she printed posters at the school—eyes sore and dry from the torrent of tears she was no longer able to shed—pinning them around their city until her detective called, expressing they'd found marilyn's body.
    
    she stood by the side of the riverbank, clutching her arms to her chest and held between both of her parents as the three of them silently sobbed watching marilyn be pulled from the river, her phone recovered from being tossed into the bush, screen smashed but working. the fractured family sat with detective patillo in the station, the four of them going through the text messages in numb disbelief.
    
    MARILYN: y do u want me to die?
    henryyy: ur 2 depressed mari. itll make it all go away if u do.
    MARILYN: i guess thats true
    MARILYN: but wont u miss me?
    henryyy: yeah
    henryyy: todays the day.
    MARILYN: love u i'm gonna do it now
    
    six hundred and fifty nine messages in the span of twenty minutes. that's how long it had taken henry anchor to convince her sister to jump, ignoring her concerns for the family she was leaving behind, 'but imogen and i have plans when she gets back.' his response was clipped and goading, 'so this is all for attention then.' imogen wanted to abruptly leave the station, to not hear another second of it, but a deep and burning resentment had just begun to flutter in her heart, overtaking all the love she had for marilyn and turning it into blame—henry anchor's name taking up the space her sister left behind. she dyed her hair blonde once he'd been arrested, unable to look in the mirror and see anything but her little sister staring back.
    
    it was four years in the making to get henry anchor convicted for manslaughter—it wasn't good enough, not really, but it was a long and arduous road to get him considered for anything more than a misdemeanour for his role in marilyn's death. imogen had taken a gap year, travelling with her family and making memories that never stuck, visiting placed marilyn would've loved and leaving with a bittersweet taste in the air. returning to normalcy was out of the question, but they'd found something that worked in the end.
    
    at detective patillo's suggestion, imogen enrolled at oak grove conservatory to major in criminology. 'we could work side by side one day, mog.' the affectionate nickname he'd taken to came during an argument, her realisation of how unfair the system was and his bluntness about the reality of the situation, that justice was hard to come by and almost never fair. 'mog' was what marilyn had called her as a toddler, finding 'imogen' too hard to sound the syllables.
    
    with her life experience all but taken up entirely of courts, police, her family labelled victims at every turn—imogen took to her classes intently, wanting nothing more than to excel and learn the theoretical frameworks around criminology. fuelled by vengeance, imogen silently dared henry anchor to find himself released early, solely so she could put him back there herself.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
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    DIVINATION: for up to ten minutes, she’s able to detect there’s been negative or positive interference with an object, or if there’s a being with evil or good intentions nearby. (limitations: requires concentration).
    

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    DIVINATION: able to read thoughts of one target for up to a minute, typically of surface level thoughts unless she poses a question and naturally shapes the course of its thoughts. (limitations: the target knows their mind is being probed).

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    CONJURATION: her familiar takes the form of a bat (black flying fox) named hazel, acting independently of her but obeying any commands. they’re able to cast certain spells in her stead and can telepathically communicate within a hundred feet. (limitations: none).

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    believing if he cheated death once, he can do it again. a leo.
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    

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    what are you looking for?

    
    
    
    

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    Frat parties

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    

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    ARE U FUCKING COMING OR NOT WE HAVE TO LEAVE SOON. ARE WE PICKING U UP OR NOT DUMBASS YES OR NO?

    
    
    
    
    

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    say something...

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    

    the best of us can find happiness in misery

    
    

    
    
    
    
    

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[AI10100]

The Fool.

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Lys

ㅎㅎ

01.

full name

Ma. Alyssa Kristine de Leon

02.

age

twenty

03.

star sign

Taurus

04.

pronouns

she/her

05.

Sexuality

Homosexual

06.

major

Civil Engineering

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  to leave behind all that you know, all that you've worked for, for your own safety, for your own good.
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
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  5'6

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  weight

  
  

  132 lbs

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Lys has two standard ear piercings, both of which are moon-shaped silver earrings. She also has what appears to be a runic tattoo on her inner arm.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  Face claim

  
  

  Liza Soberano
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
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  Many would say that Lys is too easygoing for her own good. A little carefree and tackles her studies seriously enough to be able to pass her classes and keep her scholarship but not seriously enough that she would ever hope to top in any of her classes aside from a few exceptions. In fact, it appears that she's living her full college life to its fullest— enjoying both the socialization aspect and the studying aspect of it. It wouldn't even be all that rare to see Lys sitting in a class that has absolutely nothing to do with her major just because she was bored and had nothing to do.
  
  Lys is surprisingly naive about certain aspects of life in Oak Grove Conservatory and American culture in general. Many have come to chalk it up to her being an immigrant to the States. Over the year that she had already been at the academy, though, she has collected enough experience to be able to cruise through most interactions. Lys still has times where she struggles with the massive difference in culture between her own home country and being in Vermont and this can sometimes be glaringly obvious when it comes to societal talks and how things have been run. She isn't afraid to show off her own culture which can sometimes put her at odds with other people.
  
  She's friendly and open in a way to make sure others feel like she's as honest as they come. In actuality, Lys is cautious to the point of paranoia— no one can know of the things she does. If it comes out, she feels like she will be found and she would have to run away again. This leads her to become extremely secretive of her own problems, preferring to keep it hidden beneath lock and key so she can enjoy her life to the fullest. This was her second chance at everything and Lys didn't want to fuck it up.
  
  
  

  
  

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  Animals: Her parents would often conjure animals whenever she was bored when she was young and let her play with them. They reminded her of her parents and she misses them dearly.
  
  Magic: Magic had been deeply rooted in her life and how she was raised so, naturally, she adored magic in all of its glory. She has a specific fascination with conjuration, mostly due to her connection to it since childhood.
  
  Stargazing: Lys has gotten into this habit as a break from the hectic lifestyle she has thrown herself in. She finds it both peaceful and calming while also giving herself something to do without it being too stressful. Does Lys remember every constellation? Of course not. She uses an app to help.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Alcohol: Despite being a frequent party-goer due to her social circles, Lys typically distances herself from drinking too much as much as possible. Intoxication and the ability to use magic are an interesting combination she'd rather not explore. As such, she typically lands on being a "social drinker" who nurses one or two bottles until the end of the party.
  
  Trickery: She had been fooled one too many times and it had led her stumbling down an uncertain path just to escape. Any attempts to trick or hoodwink her are treated as betrayals and she will retaliate.
  
  Curiosity: Ah, it wasn't bad, per se. It's just bad when that curiosity is turned to her. Anything more than the usual surface-level questions tend to stress her out.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

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  Childhood

  
  

  
  
  
  

  Alyssa was born in a small village of magicians in Siquijor, Philippines who prized community over individuality; as such, she was raised by most of the adults in the town and passed from one person to another depending on who had the time. This was true for most of the kids in the group. This wasn't to say that her life had been sad when she was younger; in fact, she would readily admit that they had cared for her a lot. The children of this community were taught how to survive, teaching them the basics of livelihoods to allow them to grow up as well-rounded adults. After all, while the adults of the group have their own specialties, they can't fall apart just because no one can take over their responsibilities.
  
  When they were a bit older, they were taught about magic and how they must keep it a secret from the outside world. As such, they were not allowed to really venture or interact with the cities until they were teenagers. Slowly but surely, however, they were trusted to join the other adults in buying essentials for the community. Alyssa, herself, liked interacting with the city and the world in general. They were allowed to attend high school to college, should they want to and Alyssa did opt into it.
  
  Her school life, while it had taken time to adjust with so many new people, had gone well enough. Her approachable nature had allowed her to get into a few groups without much conflict; though her naivety with technology and a lot of the slang of the world became the butt of many jokes but Alyssa took it all in stride. Eventually, she found herself a group of friends who were kind enough to walk her through the wonders of the internet beyond a couple of research papers or searching up how to churn butter because you forgot how to.
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  When they become seventeen years old, children in the village are slowly integrated into magic by teaching them the basics of how mana is turned into magic and how it works. However, this village taps into a more primal and ancient way of doing magic. As such, most of the terminologies are steeped deep in the culture of Filipinos that had been preserved throughout their colonialism. However, when you tear it apart to its very basics, it's all the same. What is needed to use magic and the experience you need to be able to truly cast it on whim. All of this is what is drilled into the heads of the children before they are even allowed to cast. After all, they cannot have irresponsible magicians running around. This is something special and sacred to the village, after all.
  
  Lys had a special interest in conjuration much like both of her parents who both had had one specialization in conjuration. However, it was this interest that had called the wrong type of attention but Lys, oh Lys, why would she ever doubt an elder in the village?
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  The Incident

  
  

  
  
  
  

  [ R E D A C T E D ]
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  Oak Grove Conservatory

  
  

  
  
  
  

  Lys's entrance to Oak Grove Conservatory was eventful. It was a high-end school, one that she could never hope to afford, and yet, she tried her hand at it and got a scholarship. Paired with a couple of grants she had applied for, Lys didn't technically even need to get a part-time job to afford her time at the academy. Entering when she was nineteen, she immediately threw herself into the curriculum. Having to maintain her grades to keep her scholarship while also balancing it with adjusting to a new environment was a challenge— but Lys rarely backed down from it. Finding friends among the rich felt difficult, at first, as she found herself being underestimated time and time again; but eventually, she found her footing.
  
  Lys eventually started to branch out when she got more comfortable. She attended parties more, went to events, and met people from different majors. While she had no inclination to join any organizations or sororities due to their questionable nature and, admittedly, way too expensive membership fees, her sociable nature still allowed her to at least have a good couple of people she could reliably hang out with when she was free.
  
  Lys had to admit that the community she created at Oak Grove Conservatory was nothing like the one she had as a child, and that was something she would forever miss. Not to mention the fact that she couldn't even practice magic openly anymore, keeping it as tight-knit of a secret as was taught to her all those years before. But she couldn't keep clinging to the past. She had to look to the future. And what a future had landed on her lap— an invitation into the Amithis Society.
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  In the society, Alyssa wishes to be perceived as someone who is carefree and easygoing— someone that people shouldn't really worry about. She doesn't mind not being taken seriously; in fact, she would prefer that. After all, being underestimated is the greatest shield you can have when you're trying to hide.
  
  At school, Alyssa is known to be a free-spirit who floats between friend groups. Academically, she does well enough to keep her scholarships, but many have commented that she always has the most amount of questions— whether this be to the professor or to her fellow classmates. Many see her as a naive person and not a threat to the social hierarchy of the school. After all, she's just a nobody with a friendly personality; you can find that anywhere in the world.
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
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    Conjuration
    
    ✦ Animal conjuration - She can create various animals that appear realistic and true to form. These animals are on a time limit, however, due to mana being the only thing that keeps their form whole and it entirely depends on Lys just how long a conjured animal can last.
    
    ✦ Warging - Lys has the ability to take over one of her conjured animals' consciousness to be able to freely move using that animal's body while also using all of its senses. This leaves Lys's human body vulnerable. She typically only uses this spell under pressing circumstances in safe places or with trusted people.
    
    ✦ Teleportation - Another common spell that most conjuration specialists would learn, Lys can teleport over short distances with only the use of a word of power. Longer-ranged teleportation requires a more intricate ritual by using a series of runes to make a teleportation circle. This also allows teleportation for multiple people.
    

    
    

    
    
    
    

    
    
    
    

  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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• Achilles Come Down

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  Maxim 'Max" Maguire

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  king of swords

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  age

  24

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  star sign

  aries

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  gender

  he/him

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  sexuality

  bisexual

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  major

  social services

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  magic

  abjuration & transmutation
• hair colour / style

  
  

  Reddish-blonde, either perfectly coifed or messy as hell.

  eyes

  
  

  Pale blue glass and overly emotional.

  build

  
  

  One might mistake Max from the back as a door. He's tall and broad, covered in thick muscle with arms that could be the size of some people's thighs. He is not a slim-muscular, but instead, he looks like he could take a dinosaur... and maybe win.

  attire

  
  

  While those at this academy usually enjoy layering themselves in a studious armor of wool and scarves, Max usually wears a sweater or button-up pulled over his large frame. Along with that, he wears pleated pants that lead into shoes that could be described as "made for Odysseus's yacht"

  modifications

  
  

  none

  scars / markings

  
  

  a A small stick and poke tattoo around his left forearm that's just a straight line; Theresa gave it to him when she was going through an artsy phase

  face claim

  
  

  Zane Phillips

  weight

  225lb

  height

  6'2"
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  • virtues

    kind

    self-sacrificing

    optismistic

    enterprising

    protective

    rule follower
  • vices

    deterimental self-reproach

    loud

    overly confident

    oblivious

    stubborn

    rule follower
  • likes

    goats

    cold weather

    soccer

    making people smile

    spicy foods

    sad songs

    dislikes

    bullies

    frozen yogurt

    funerals

    lectures

    4AM

    uncomfortable silences
  • fears

    Being unable to protect those that he loves the most, and losing them.
    
    

    
  • favourites

    Orange

    Pizza rolls

    Livingston - Half Life

    Heavenly Creatures

    Water with some Lemon

    Puzzles

  I was never ready for you to leave, but you left. And the way you left will always stay.

  personality

  When people say Max is "well-meaning" they could either be referring to his kind nature or saying it contrarily as he offers up his help no matter the situation. Many may not need help or find it insulting that he thinks they can't look after themselves. Yet, Max believes it is unfair for them to be out there alone with no one to support them. Yet maybe they want to carve their own way into the world and don't want to be sheltered. But Max is a home; he only knows how to be a shelter.
  
  Many people speculate as to why he acts this way. Was it a rough upbringing? Did something traumatic happen? Was there a loss that he never recovered from? No one gets these answers because Max hates to talk about himself. Instead, He would ask how they felt and if he could do anything to improve the situation. He would be a perfect friend if it weren't apparent that he was deviating from discussing his wants and goals. But his feelings are weird and complicated, and he hates them the moment they tumble out of his lips.
  
  Beyond that, he's the go-getter type. He doesn't know the words "slow down" and doesn't abide by them. It's quite amazing he hasn't gotten into one traffic accident due to his enthusiasm. If someone needs help with something, whether moving a couch or listening to what bothers them deeply, Max is more than willing to help. He'll be of more use with the couch, but he can always lend an ear.
• the beginning

  The first child of Patrick and Devorah Maguire, Maxim was doted on almost constantly. A couple of years later, when Theresa was born, their attention shifted from him. While it had a bit to do with her being the newest child, she'd been born premature and a little sickly. She eventually recovered, but not before hogging the attention away from Maxim for a year. Many thought he would be the sort that didn't care to share the spotlight, but instead, he was more than happy to. Maxim took his job as big brother as if it was a lifelong career goal.
  
  

  ───────────────
  Large hands, larger than what felt like the entire universe, rested on either side of him and then hoisted him upwards so Max could stare through the window pane and into the NICU. There his mother was huddled over a small, clear plastic crib. Her head was in her hands, and her thick red curls fell around them like liquid fire. Max looked inquisitively back at the human crane that had hoisted him up--his father. All he could see was the reflection of those round glasses, as they had been fogged over with tears. Soft trails of liquid strolled down his cheeks and off of his chin. Max was still too young to understand what was happening, but he reached a hand out and pressed it against his father's face. The man smiled at him, his perfect white teeth was one of the few things that Max did remember from that time.
  
  "That's your little sister, Theresa. She's--sick." He paused. "Don't worry. She'll get better, and when she does, it'll be your job to protect her."
  
  Max nodded, barely grasping at what was happening.
  ───────────────​

  the mundane bits

  Look at Max, what do you think he excelled at? While his path in life was quickly carved out in the beginning, Theresa's was less so. She was brighter than her brother, but she was also more secretive. While he was very open with his thoughts about anything and everything, she'd give an odd smirk and scribble things down in her notebook.
  
  There were a few years between the Maguire siblings, but for the most part, they were always in the same school together. If someone saw either of them alone, the other wasn't far behind. This is not to say that their sibling bond was almost all-consuming, as they had interests and friends outside of each other. Theresa was brilliant with poignant observations and a girlfriend who adored her. Maxim was a jock that was painfully charismatic and never seemed to date anyone. He got smashed at high school parties, and she'd DD him home with an almost feral amount of exasperation.
  
  

  ───────────────
  "Hey, look," Max said, still drunk and breathing hot air on the window. It pooled into a thin film of moisture. "Perspiration."
  "Condensation," Theresa clarified. She hit the blinker on the old car that they traveled around in. The light and its noise were entirely in the background of the rushing thoughts that tumbled through his head.
  "Same thing." He blew a raspberry between his lips and then drew a smiley face in the condensation. "Look, it's happy to see you. I am--" He tried to lean up and fell backward as his balance left him. "--also happy to see you."
  "None of us will be happy if you puke in this car."
  "Yes, ma'am." He saluted his sister before humming to the music that was not playing.
  "Max."
  "What?"
  "Heather broke up with me."
  Max's face contorted into a mixture of brotherly concern and condemnation. He wanted to say what he thought about Heather, but he kept that buried. She didn't want to hear that. He was not so drunk that he had forgotten his manners. "I'm sorry, Reese. Do you--" he paused, almost barfing but swallowing it down "--want to talk about it?"
  "Yes. I want to spend a lot of time talking about her and her stupid... beautiful face."
  "That's just love--right? Stupid beautiful?" Max ho-hummed, strangely latching onto that phrase.
  "You've never dated anyone in your entire life. Don't lecture me about love." She playfully snapped. "But yeah, it's really dumb. I liked being in love, though."
  Max looked over to her. "And you will again, Reese. And maybe next time it won't be with someone named HEATHER."
  Theresa laughed. "What's wrong with the name Heather?" Then she looked back at the road, and her brows rose. "Also, bump." The car rocked over a speedbump, and Max barely got the window rolled down in enough to vomit.
  ───────────────​

  the magic

  Maxim had no idea what the tarot card meant when the "King of Swords" had shown up on his pillow. He thought maybe a girl he was seeing was trying to curse him. He showed it to Theresa, who hadn't joined Oak Grove Conservatory yet, and she was more excited about the prospect than he was.
  
  After he joined the Amithis Society, he couldn't shut up about it. He was able to keep it silent to most people but not to Theresa. She became immediately invested in it, and before he knew it--she was better at the theory of magic than him, and she wasn't even in the society. Of course, that would change when she started attending Oak Grove Conservatory and was invited to join the Amithis Society. In the beginning, they reveled in the fact that they were both in a "secret society" together. Yet, as quickly as it had happened, Theresa pulled away from him. She started spending time with a strange crowd, and they no longer shared their personal lives with each other. That being said, it wasn't like Theresa cut him off entirely. They still spent a bit of time together and chatted when they could. Things had just become different... and Max didn't realize they'd become dangerous before it was too late.
  
  

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  "Hey, Reese," Max said, walking into her dorm after a polite knock. He shouldn't have been surprised to see her bed unoccupied and made up as if she hadn't even spent the night there. He considered going through her things to find out what she was hiding, but he was a foot away from her desk before he stopped. They were grown-ass adults. He didn't need to help her with skint knee, a weird boy hitting her, or the flu, which she desperately tried to hide. Still, that didn't mean it didn't hurt. He ran a hand through his hair before coming up with a good idea. He took out a piece of clean paper and a pen from her desk. Then, he drew out an abjuration sigil with surprising accuracy from his large, made-for-handling football hands.
  
  Max wiggled as far as he could under her bed and slipped it between the box springs and the slats in the middle before pulling himself out. So, maybe when she did show up and go to sleep, whatever was haunting her would leave.
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  the utter and complete devastation.

  ───────────────
  The officer pointed at the body, still dressed in yesterday's clothes and lying stiff on a metal bed. Her blonde hair lay flat and limp, and her eyes had been shut, sparing Max from seeing her gaze. Yet, death was already scouring her body. The gaunt shape of her cheeks, the pooling of blood around her extremities, and the way that her chin had started to collapse into her neck. Some stitches poked up from the collar, telling him that they had performed an autopsy. Why they had put her old clothes on, he didn't know. He found it comforting and revolting at the same time. They hadn't started preserving her yet, and he wanted to yell at them to do so. He couldn't let his sister fade anymore. Though she was so far from the way she had been. This object wasn't her sister. It was what was left: atoms and nothing more.
  
  "Is this your sister, Theresa Maguire?" The cop asked.
  Max only nodded.
  "Are Patrick and Devorah Maguire your parents?"
  He nodded.
  "And they're coming to pick her up?"
  He nodded again.
  "Do you have anything else to add?"
  He shook his head.
  "Wow. Big guy like you, and I thought you'd be a bit more talkative." The cop typed on his tablet as he said that under his breath.
  Max twisted his head towards him. "What do you want me to say? Yep, that's my sister, all right. Now time to go and get a brewski with the boys?"
  The cop lifted his head. "Look. I get that you're grieving, so I'll let you off with a warning. But you better not run your mouth off to me again, boy."
  
  When his parents did arrive, not only did they have to sign for everything involving Theresa, but they also had to pay bail to get Max out of jail for assaulting an officer. It had only been a couple of punches, but a couple of punches was enough for him to get locked up. They were a bit lenient considering the tragedy that had just befallen all of them, but not too lenient. Max had to sleep, shit, piss, and eat handcuffed for several days. Yet, it gave him time to cry, and it also gave him time to formulate a plan. Theresa died for something, and he'd find out what.
  ───────────────​

  the new year

  Against his parents' wishes, Max stayed at Oak Grove Conservatory. They thought it would only reopen the wound of losing his sister again and again. Yet, they didn't know about the magic. They didn't know about the secret society. And they didn't know how she died. And honestly, Max didn't either, but he was closer to the truth than they were.
  
  So, he stayed. He was going to figure out what they were doing and why. And while he couldn't bring his sister back, he'd at least find out why she had to go.
  
  

  ───────────────
  Atop Max's desk were only two things of interest besides all his studies. One was a picture of him and Theresa at a birthday party when they were younger. There was blue icing smeared on both of their faces and a wild laugh on both of their lips. The other object was a plain sheet of paper with an abjuration glyph drawn on it, and it had a coin-sized hole burned through the middle of it. Someone had purposefully ruined it. Max wondered why. They could have just removed it. Why ruin it? Was it a threat to him as well?
  ───────────────​

  
  

  reputation

  Max has a good reputation at the Oak Grove Conservatory. While he may not be the brightest candle, he does well in the necessary fields. Whenever a club needs volunteers for an event or fundraiser, he'll join in. His teachers always have good things to say, but never remarkable. Max is there and willing to put in the work, but his work isn't the best they've ever seen. Unfortunately, you don't get an A for effort. He's also probably one of the only nerds who uses the gym regularly.
  
  As far as his reputation in the Amithis society is concerned, the only level of power he has is his seniority. He's far from what they would call "gifted." No, that would be his sister. But he is reliable. Max only sticks to two schools of magic, both to protect others. He rarely learns a spell to benefit himself.
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  Theresa Maguire

  His sister, and the only person in the world that he felt got him. She was very brilliant but very kind. And in the last few months, she'd become very secretive about whatever she was doing. Max had no idea that it would end the way it did.

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  He/him || Twenty-three|| The Moon || Scorpio || Queer || Majoring In Psychology || Public Menace & Local Eyesore
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  HAIR: curly, chestnut brown
  EYES: hazel
  BUILD: average, leaning towards thin and lanky
  HEIGHT: 6'0" / 183 cm

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  [ CHARISMATIC ] There's something about Sascha that makes people feel at ease around him. His carefree attitude is magnetic and he's always quick with a joke or simple comment that can lighten even the tensest situations. He doesn't seem to have a judgemental bone in his body, accepting others as they are and maintaining an openness with his own emotions that most find disarming and endearing. Sascha doesn't make any effort to hide his flaws or be something he's not. For better or for worse.
  
  [ IMAGINATIVE/BRIGHT ] Sascha is an incredibly quick learner and has always been able to pick up skills, information, and concepts like a sponge. His intelligence is raw and undisciplined, allowing him to think outside the box in ways that can be ingenious, though organizing his those genius ideas well enough to communicate them is another thing entirely. He has a natural curiosity about how things work and why the way things are, always questioning everything there is to question in order to fully understand.
  
  [ EMPATHETIC ] Sascha's empathy comes from a deep understanding of pain and vulnerability, having gone through his own fair share of trauma. He knows what it's like to be misunderstood and treated harshly, and this makes him sensitive to the struggles or others. Sascha has a talent for reading other people as well, picking up on subtle cues in their expressions or body language that allow him to understand them even better.
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

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  [ OBSESSIVE ] Whatever whim Sascha is chasing, he will do so with a scary amount of dedication. For a month. Or a moment. Or a year. His obsessions wane and revamp seemingly at random, but his investment in the arcane has always been the one consistent thing in his life, and his tunnel vision can be crippling to the point of self-destruction.
  
  [ IRRESPONSIBLE ] Sascha doesn't care about reality, which has only proven to be a facade. All he cares about the answers that lie underneath and digging into the inexplicable. He has troubles understanding the gravity of situations and grasping the weight of consequences until after it's too late. His carefree attitude can cross over into thoughtlessness rather quickly, and his priorities are ass backwards, all of this amplified by his issues with substance abuse.
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

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  TW: passing mention of suicide
  
  TLDR Sascha moved countries/cities every few years to follow his dad's high-paying job. He never stayed in one place long enough to really make any lasting friends. His dad was an emotional brick and his mother was a flake who would disappear randomly. She mentioned the arcane sometimes and Sascha poured himself into figuring that weird shit out after feeling some magic effects himself. His father got fed up with his antics and sent him to a boarding school. He found out in a text that his mother was dead and repressed the fuck out of those emotions. He focused on magic, getting into drugs and alcohol to try and break down the barrier between reality and the world lurking underneath. He ended up going to Oak Grove after hearing about the society.
  
  FULL HISTORY:
  
  To put it simply, Sascha's father married his mother only because she was pregnant with Sascha. During his childhood, his parents were rarely ever in the same room and spent very little time together. Sascha was born in a town in Germany, but travelled often and lived in various cities to follow his father's job. The man had steady work and was quite well off while Sascha's mother was an enigma, dipping in and out of his life as she pleased. Neither Sascha nor his father knew much about what she did with her time. She would leave for months or years then come back and spend every minute with her son before disappearing again.
  
  When she was at home, she would mention things about the arcane, only vaguely, while actively deflecting any follow-up questions in her usual elusive manner. Occasionally, she would let something slip in conversation or get a little tipsy and tell him more than she should have, all of which fed Sascha's fascination with the arcane. He had always felt a pull towards the supernatural—something off about him and the world that he could never explain. It started with hearing voices and seeing ghosts, and only escalated from there as he grew up. He's been searching for answers ever since, sneaking into his parents' bedrooms and flipping through everything from his father's folders of tax returns to the old shoe box of birthday cards he found at the back of his mother's closet.
  
  Part of Sascha's obsession stems from the fact that he had nothing else to do and no one else to talk to as a child. He rarely stayed in any city long enough to make friends that lasted, and whenever he moved schools, he was always labeled the weird, new kid rather quickly. His childhood was cripplingly lonely, even if he doesn't talk about it much. The ghosts and the arcane were the things he used to fill the time. He grew to be more and more of a nuisance as he reached his teenage years, stumbling into problems in his searches and causing all kinds of issues until his father got fed up and sent him off to an elite international boarding school in the UK.
  
  It was around that time that Sascha got the news, in a one sentence text from his father; his mother had passed away, the cause of death unknown but labelled a suicide. Far from home and on his own, he latched onto his obsession with the arcane and clung to it, unsure how he felt about everything and ignoring all of his emotions regarding the news. He got into all kinds of deep shit that his father never knew about.
  
  He experimented with substances like drugs and alcohol, looking for ways to break down the wall between the world he knew and the world lurking just under the surface. Weekend benders. Skipping class to get high with the other stoners. Reality wasn't what it seemed and he was determined to prove it.
  
  Sascha is a text-book underachiever. He is incredibly bright and intelligent, but chooses to constantly float somewhere around mediocre. He's always been too wrapped up in his magical pursuits to focus on anything else. He kept his marks high enough to keep his father off his back and not a single percent higher, much to his teachers' disappointment. Many felt for him and did what they could to try and put him on the right path but Sascha couldn't care less about academics or the real world when he was hunting down something far more important. He coasted his way towards his final year of high school then studied to raise his marks at the very last moment.
  
  Whether Sascha went to university or not wasn't up for debate, his father laying down the law. It wouldn't have mattered if Sascha didn't want to go. He had no qualms about going off to follow his own whims and take his chances on his own, but he had heard rumours about a secret society in Oak Grove and it was the best lead he'd found in some time. He managed to worm his way into the university, with help from a generous donation from his family, and was more than thrilled to receive the tarot card invitation.
  
  Sascha found the answers he was looking for, but unsurprisingly, it has only spawned more questions. He has been a member of the society for a year and with an innate talent for magic, he has excelled in his practice. His obsession with the arcane hasn't waned, to say the least.
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Sascha has been in the society for only a year and already knows his shit. Spending all his free time deep-diving into the arcane and studying everything there is to know about it, he has gathered an impressive amount of knowledge on the subject and is known for his expertise. Aside from that, he's gained a reputation for being an unconventional, free-spirited wildcard. Many people see him as a chaotic stoner who is irresponsible and erratic, but his intelligence is undeniable and at least he's fun to be around. His reputation isn't exactly negative, but it's not exactly positive either. He's memorable. That's the easiest way to sum it up.

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  Sascha is rather self-destructive and when it comes to the sacrifice portion of spell casting, he is willing to lay anything on the line. It makes him a powerful magician, but puts a strain on his own physicality and mental health. He can be incredibly reckless with it and dips into all kinds of magic types, but he's most well versed in transmutation.
  
  [ TRANSMUTATION ]
  - Transfiguration: Sascha loves to break things down to their bare essentials and understand how they're made. Putting them back together in different ways is like a puzzle to him and he can transfigure physical objects into different forms.
  - Alchemy: He has practice brewing potions and elixirs that have various affects depending on what he comes up with. Alchemy is his newest obsession and he is finding ways to harness raw magical energy and combine it with physical elements.
  
  [ NECROMANCY ]
  - Sascha can speak to the dead, though it's much more of a passive practice. He doesn't know how to summon spirits at will or reanimate or anything like that. Spirits contact him whenever they please and Sascha is always more than happy to commune with them given how interesting conversations always are
  
  [ DIVINATION ]
  - Psychometry: Sascha can read the psychic imprints of objects and understand their history. It isn't an exact science, but he can tap into the memories of objects and look at their past interactions, the emotions attached to them, and temporal imprints as well
  - Astral projection: He can separate his astral form from his physical form and wander the astral plane
  
  [ ILLUSIONS ]
  - Psychic Resistance: He isn't immune to the influence of others' magic, but he is very difficult to control and/or read. His mind is chaotic and trying to exert one's own will over it is like trying to catch an eel that won't stop squirming around. It isn't something he controls, but rather just a natural innate part of who he is. If he concentrates though, he can become actively elusive to the effects of others magic.
  - He can perform small illusions; he touched on the subject of the magic and knows the basics but hasn't gotten into it (yet)
  
  [ HEALING ]
  - He is able to do basic healing spells, nothing fancy but it comes in handy when he almost blows his eyebrows off in the lab or rolls his ankle while drunk
  
  He can fabricate glamour and small illusions
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

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  twenty-two year old pansexual

  shadow who often goes seen and not heard. goes by

  he/him

  pronouns, and is dual majoring in

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  with a minor in

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  . though he is mallory's

  twin at heart

  , he could not be any more different from her, embodying the soft (and weaker) side of a

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  standing at 5'10"ft (177cm) and 156lbs (71kg), matthew's physicality can only be described as tall and slender with slight protruding muscle mass in his arms. it could be written off as intimidating had the slight hunch to his posture, as well as being draped in sweater vests and detergent-scented flannels, not diminish his credibility to evoke a sense of fear. it's giving sheep in wolf's clothing, but there's no shame in his game. he doesn't want to appear unapproachable.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  tousled brown hair, his fair share of facial hair, and a hard-set unreadable, resting expression, matthew appears to be anything but approachable. brows knitted as if sewn together since his very beginning, he always sports a look of unbreakable concentration, and while it's true for the most part, he's putty-soft. if you can look past his unsettlingly dark brown eyes, anyone can decode that his rough exterior is just that, superficial.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  matthew has standard earlobe piercings that occasionally sport minimalistic, gold hoops, but not very often. though, he always makes sure to keep the holes from closing just in case he ever has an adventurous day. far more discreet, however, is a birthmark high against his collarbone that is unique to him and mallory—nearly hidden from view but a feature that bonds them, nonetheless.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  mostly conscientious, level-headed, vigilant, humorous at unexpected times, endearing, can be affectionate, ambiverted, genuine, diplomatic, loyal, hopelessly naive, compassionate, intelligent, academically disciplined, ambitious, communicative after getting to know someone, adaptable, forgiving (unless it involves mallory), inquisitive (and lowkey nosey), fairly restless, socially flakey, cowardice tendencies, exhibits indecisiveness for his future, & an anxious overthinker.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  the stranger you accidentally bump into and never see again, the last light you see click off at night on your walk home, & the shadow that disappears before you can see what it is—matthew's destiny was always to embody the perfect background character in someone else's grand adventure; never meant to have a spotlight of his own.
  
  though he considers himself ambiverted, matthew unintentionally leans more into his introverted side, choosing reads about a friend group's evergrowing adventures rather than extending the olive branch to engage in some himself. even after class is dismissed, it's become muscle memory to disengage with the help of his earbuds and some music, extremely hard to slow down alike a minnow dashing its way across the stream of students filing to their next course. most assume that his quiet nature is a tactic to uphold avoidance, but it's quite the opposite. matthew just can't seem to stop walking with a purpose unless it's for someone he's already grown to become close with.
  
  again, however, quiet doesn't always equate to preferred reclusivity—especially not in matthew's case. windsor enjoys the occasional social circle and doesn't shy away from talking to whoever pins him as interesting enough to get to know. his personality is often described as genuine, giving his all to a conversation and the person he's talking to, or none at all. and even in short bursts of interactions with him is it obvious that matthew's an incredibly level-headed sweetheart. as well this, he can be described as diplomatic through and through, refusing to engage in purposeless arguments if neither are willing to learn from them or talk with an intent to actually listen rather than let their emotions guide what they say before processing. with how little he pursues new friendships, he's not going to waste anyone's time when he decides to be social.
  
  when many think of loyalty to be a virtue, in matthew's case, it is not. to an extent, he's staunch about all of his close friends, but he doesn't stand behind just anyone the way he does for his sister, mallory. even in her wrongs does he support her like no other and he's willing to go the extra mile to see his sister happy, even at the expense of someone else's. don't ever make him choose because mallory will always be first in his eyes. going hand in hand with his flawed loyalty, matthew can also be hopelessly naive—willing to believe in just about anything someone tells him like it's law if he thinks he can trust them. this can often make him a target to manipulation tactics the way they can quickly fly over his head without him suspecting any ill-intent.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  early mornings — 'the early bird gets the worm' has never been a truer statement that he abides by. even if his courses are scheduled hours away, he spends early starts to his day cramming in some last-minute studying to refresh his mind of the topic or takes leisurely walks around campus, coffee warming his hands, before the comforting quiet is suffocated in the bustle of activity.
  empty libraries — while most people who go to the library have the decency not to disturb anyone studying, there's nothing quite like having it all to yourself, surrounded by so many literary works to choose from. when matthew wakes up as early as he does and visits to study or to pick up his latest read, he's often lucky to experience that sense of peace in his favorite place on campus.
  slow + reverb music — he considers his music taste to be diverse, but slow and reverb music is his go-to whenever he's too overstimulated for mainstream but still wants to listen to something.
  neatness — it's not just the fact that he finds things easier when there's no clutter, matthew only ever feels comfortable enough to unwind when his space is organized. from the layout of his closet to the stationary on his desk or bedside table, he always keeps his space presentable and never gives trash a chance to build up.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  cold coffee — in his opinion, coffee isn't meant to be a cold beverage, but rather piping hot and warming when the fall and winter months creep in. lukewarm or cold coffee gets immediately drained into the sink and iced coffee is borderline criminal, including the blended ones. he will never give it another chance.
  alcohol — not a particular hatred or strong dislike, but moreso, he doesn't care for the taste of it or it's lingering effects. he might cave in (and immediately regret it) if he's stressed to his limits, but matthew would likely babysit the same cup/can/bottle for the entirety of the get-together.
  creepy crawlies — worms, spiders, centipedes, or anything with too many legs: you name it, he's terrified of it.
  mood shifters — even when he's having the worst day, matthew always leaves his problems at the door. he can't imagine burdening someone else with personal feelings, especially in the middle of a celebratory moment. if he's not up to socializing or knows that he's in a bad mood, he just won't show face. unfortunately, he holds everybody to the same expectations—no exceptions. mood shifters always leave a bad taste in his mouth.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  ( + ) emotionally controlled; debate (just cause he hates arguing doesn't mean he isn't good at it); good sense of memory; & physical endurance.
  ( - ) prone to dwelling on the worst possible outcomes of a situation; his sister, mallory; naivety; & near chronic inability to say "no."
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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  Colleagues and I are having a business meeting at dinner tonight and I'm taking you with me.

  
  
  
  
  

  Matthew...

  
  
  
  
  
  

  okay, i'll be there!

  
  
  
  
  
  

  It took you that long to respond?

  
  
  
  

  i was finding something to wear for the morning.

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Still wasting our money hoping to get into that silly little club?

  
  
  
  
  
  

  it's not a waste if i got in, right? (:

  
  
  
  
  
  

  Mallory has you beat by 3 years. It's nothing to brag about and neither are you right now.

  
  
  
  
  

  I'll see you at dinner.

  
  
  
  
  

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  The matte black mask in Matthew’s hand weighed heavy as the empty eyes stared back at him. Heavy in promise…, heavy in responsibility…, and heavy in anxiety that racked his nerves into a state of paralysis.
  
  Many would find taking over a medical empire to be a great honor—the popularity, the riches, the respect from other business CEOs who knew they couldn’t compete where they didn’t compare—all aspects of old money that mattered to Mathias and Eleanor Windsor but not to their son. Matthew-Rae knew that the frontlines were never his place. Shadows don’t lead, they stay behind its sovereign. And although they were born twins, Mallory-Rae was always the better suited one, born to lead with Matthew in tow behind her and no more.
  
  Mathias Windsor didn’t see it that way though. Despite Mallory and Eleanor’s rigid efforts to secure their rightful places within the company, he was adamant in his views that business was a man’s arena to dominate. No matter how much promise Mallory showed in leading Windsarma in the right direction, Mathias dug his heel in about who was set to take over and continue their generational wealth. As a result, Matthew’s impending responsibilities had him pinned on a chopping block from the minute he was approaching high school graduation with college looming in his horizon. And if one thing’s for certain, what he has in brains, he lacks in bravery to tell their father “No.”
  
  Falling compliant to Mathias’ whims, Matthew handed over his voice, as well as his own aspirations in life, becoming his father’s puppet to manipulate—to say all the right things to impress who he deemed as important figures to network with. Even Windsor parties at the estate weren’t just about reconnecting with old friends and family anymore, but they became opportunities to string Matthew around where it mattered most for Windsarma. It was a neverending charade that Matthew struggled to get accustomed to, spilling all his woes (and their father’s plans for him) to Mallory, who very well agreed that her place within the company was on its throne.
  
  The toxic, unceasing cycle never dissipated, but grew in strength after Mallory and Matthew’s college aspirations took them in different directions. While she attended Oak Grove Conservatory in Stowe, Matthew landed forty minutes away in Burlington to dive into his prerequisites as well as his Communications major. He accomplished academic strides that any parent should have been proud of, and while Eleanor may have held silent praise for her son’s endeavors, Mathias never failed to remind him that Mallory-Rae was doing better and achieving more.
  
  On a consistent schedule to knock his son down just when he began to feel good about his achievements, Matthew played with the idea that if there was no pleasing his father, maybe he could continue to disappoint while, at least, doing something that he loved. And when an unexpected, yet immensely welcomed, call from his twin opens a new door with an opportunity to do so, there’s no questioning that it was the right decision to make.
  
  After three years at the University of Vermont, and with an Associate’s Degree in Communications to call his own, Matthew packed up his belongings and rooted himself at Oak Grove Conservatory. Anticipation coursed through his veins knowing that not only was he closer towards the one person whose company he preferred, but he was also taking the reigns of his life back from Mathias’ white-knuckled grasp. It didn’t matter to Matthew how long it would take him to get where he wanted to be so long as he wasn’t pressured by his father’s unrealistic expectations and got to enjoy the life that was meant to be his to control all along.
  
  It wouldn’t take Matthew-Rae long to hear whispers about the famous, and exclusive, Amithis Society, especially since his sister, Mallory, had been involved in it for the last three years. Each time he sat by a student in class or heard whispers in the library just loud enough for him to decipher, word of envy always gossiped about the society's ability to transform a nobody into somebody—somebody that mattered, somebody that excelled, and, just maybe, someone that was, even if only slightly, feared. The last thing that ever mattered to Matthew was popularity, preferring the peace that being a simple hermit provided him, but part of him understood that he wouldn’t accomplish as much on his own as he could being an inductee.
  
  In spite of the fact that all who knew Matthew—Mathias included—,knew that he was a polar opposite of his father down to values he lived by, escaping his parent’s less-than-tasteful reputation of chauvinism would prove harder than he originally thought. With Aurora Feng at its helm, the Amithis Society was understandably hesitant to let another Windsor in its space, but especially a Windsor man. He would have to work hard to prove that he was nothing if not respectful towards women and worthy of being called an inductee, and only through rigorous work at Oak Grove Conservatory was Matthew able to prove worthy of consideration.
  
  Only after he’s set to begin his second year pursuing his majors is Matthew finally called upon to make his final decision that would determine the course of his life for good. After an usually late night studying, the last thing the Windsor prodigy expects to see in his dorm room is an elegant tarot card—its decorative design anything but minimalistic as “The Chariot” reflects back at him. Matthew-Rae knows exactly what it means…, and by then, his mind is made up.
  
  Not before letting out a shaky breath, Matthew looks into the mirror and begins to slip on the masquerade mask, and there would be no turning back.
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
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  Had it not been for the year Matthew's gotten the chance to prove himself during, it wouldn't be to his surprise if he was labeled as a possible chauvinist. If your father's one, then you must be too, right? Fortunately, actions speak louder than words at Oak Grove Conservatory, and especially within the Amithis Society. Those who have gotten to know him probably see him as soft and sweet after a small smile pulls apart his hardset expression. Though a touch of hesistance seems to reside before every adventurous choice, there's no doubt that he's willing to put in the work when it comes to securing a future for himself. It takes a gentle push sometimes, but academic excellence means everything to him, and Matthew didn't come this far to screw up his chances now. It's either comply with the society or comply with the man that oppresses him too—and there is no way he is going to go back to Mathias or Windsarma without a fight.

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  CALM EMOTIONS

  
  

  ENCHANTMENT; matthew hones the ability to suppress strong emotions in people targeted by charm or fear inducement or make his target feel indifferent of others. (limitations: full concentration is required for up to a minute. indifference will end in his target if they are attacked by a spell or if they witness a friend being harmed. easily broken.)

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  DISSONANT WHISPERS

  
  

  ENCHANTMENT; often used as a debilitating fear tactic, he is able to whisper a discordant melody that deals psychic damage and mental chaos to his target, causing them to flee or give his allies an opportunity to strike (limitations: an immediate spell limited to one target at a time and within range.)

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

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  DIVINATION; after touching an object, magical or not, matthew can determine its use and learn its properties, and by touching a target, he can detect the spells they are effected by, if any. (limitations: an immediate spell that requires his touch.)

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

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actually, all of my systems are nervous.

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  I gave my mind, I gave my health, it looks like heaven, feels like hell

  
  

  Rafael Arturo Thorne

  
  

  
  

  twenty-one years old

  
  

  male - he/him

  
  

  bisexual

  
  

  Libra

  
  

  VI: The Lovers

  
  

  criminal justice/journalism

  
  

  follow the sound you just have to trust it

  
  
  
  
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  student number #830C7M0

  
  

  
  HEIGHT 6’0”
  

  
  WEIGHT 180 lbs
  

  
  HAIR black
  

  
  EYES Brown

  
  

  
  
  

  Rafael stands at a towering 6'1" with a physique reminiscent of someone who has spent a large quantity of their time playing sports and denying themselves the pleasures of carbohydrates. Lean and muscular with very little if any body fat.
  
  Rafael rarely if ever allows his hair to grow out beyond his signature buzzcut for the simple fact that the upkeep takes too long and he can't be bother to do anything but run a hand or two through it.
  
  BODY MODIFICATIONS: a piercing on his right earlobe.
  
  DISTINGUISHABLE FEATURES: n/a
  
  FACE CLAIM: Julio Peña Fernandez
  
  

  
  
  
  
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  childhood.

  
  Rafael Arturo Thorne was the adoptive son of Corvus and Elaine Thorne and their second child after their biological daughter Mariana.
  
  Though he had been told early in life that the Thornes were not his birth parents as a way to tear him down Rafael never saw it as such. Many people if they could would trade their family for people they liked. And how Rafael saw it he had been chosen and that was all that mattered to him. In a sea of hundreds of thousands he was the one they wanted to be their son. Who Mariana wanted to be her brother. He was chosen.
  
  Age and experience did nothing to diminish this truth that Rafael found to be self evident, in fact all it did was confirm to him that their decision was a well informed one as he tool to all things they threw at him with glee. Academics. Sports. Pretending to care about the socio-economic state of the world with boring old people? Rafael passed it all with flying colors as befitted someone who's last name was Thorne.
  
  That's why it came as a shock when Mariana turned down the admission to Oak Grove as bother her parents has be alumni, Rafael wasn't the the next immediately choice. But after much pleading and promising the opportunity was given to Rafael and he wasn't going to let them down. In fact it was going to be the other way around.
  

  the society

  
  Adjusting to a new environment where everything was new had been hard for Rafael in the beginning. He was never as good as Mariana was at making friends and the closest he had to that was he was on a first name basis with the librarian who happened to be a big fan of his spider-man pin. It did not help that suddenly everyone had gone suspiciously quiet and were taking days to answer his texts.
  
  It wasn't until the lovers tarot card appeared on his bed. Of course he had half a mind to not accept the summons that was until he had received a text message at the same time. "Good luck". Only two words and yet they gave him the resolved he needed to accept.
  
  It wasn't until he had been congratulated by his family after months of radio silence for his acceptance did the truth of the matter truly dawn on him. He was the only person to be left out of the loop because he wasn't a true born Thorne. The sense of pride that he always had from knowing that he was chosen evaporated and was replaced by something bitter and ugly. So while he still loved his family because they were family just like them before him he'd be the one to choose who deserved his love.
  
  

  reputation

  
  Raf's reputation within the society has mostly improved over time. Though there are still some who see him as the standoffish boy he was when he was first inducted into the society, those who have interacted with him see that there is more to him than that even if he doesn't outwardly show it. Someone that can be depended on with anything and to keep that request to himself.
  
  
  
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  Rafael is not a very personable guy and that's entirely by design. He projects an aura of subtle apathy that you wouldn't be entirely wrong to assume that he's simply not interested in anything going on at the moment. You'd be wrong of course but that too is intentional. Though he may not show it he's following along with several conversations while as if he'd rather be anywhere else.
  
  That's not to say he isn't susceptible to his more lesser emotions. While it's very hard and time consuming to get him there, Rafael can be very petty to the point it comes across almost as vindictive. He isn't one to hold a grudge but when he feels like he or someone he values has been wrong he won't stop until he feels the slight has been corrected.
  
  And while Rafael isn't someone that will say the right thing or tell the right joke that will cheer you up he can offer a consistent presence in the sense that you will never truly feel alone if you've managed to earn his favor. There is no task too daunting or difficult for him if it is truly something that you want all you need to do is ask. Whether it's a shoulder to cry on or someone that will light a bag of questionable contents on fire on the doorstep of someone you hate. His loyalty does not come with terms and conditions.
  
  LIKES: hot chocolate. One of the only unhealthy things that Raf has allowed himself to indulge in. It reminds him of better days.
  
  Sunsets. That moment when the sun dips just below the horizon and the sky is a mix of orange and purple.
  
  Snow. In any capacity but particularly on christmas day. One of the few situations that can manage to bring out his inner child.
  
  Comics. Anything that involves super heroes in any capacity. His current favorite is Geoff John's Green Lantern run. Also a fan of non superhero comics but they have to have happy ending
  
  Soccer. Recently got into the sport on a whim and fell in love with it. Accidentally slips up and calls is football when he's not paying attention (pls don't revoke his american card)
  
  DISLIKES:
  Cigarettes. Smoking in general is a red flag for Raf but cigarettes are the worst offenders simply because the smell is unbearable.
  
  Ridgeness. People that are incapable of bending and run the risk of breaking
  
  Liars. self explanatory
  
  Moonless nights. Nights when the moon isn't in the sky or is hidden behind a clouds
  
  Early birds. They're sociopaths
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  Loyal 95%
  

  
  Pettiness 82%
  

  
  trustworthy 90%
  

  
  outgoing 17%
  

  
  predictable 50%

  
  
  

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