Noivian
Drinker of coffees
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dog mom
Name: Mai Rockwell
Age: 17
Species: Fae
Gender: Female
Orientation: Open for anything as long as her heart and soul feels it
Appearance:
Personality: Mai is passive in nature, preferring to stay in the background but due to her natural need to cause chaos, sometimes she puts herself out there. She is very loving, and will do anything to care for those who are closest to her. That includes inducing chaos to protect the ones she loves. She often likes to prank people, but tries her best to not get out of hand with it.
History: Mai never truly knew her family and who they were. She was raised by an elderly lady she never truly came to understand where she came from, but nevertheless loved the woman with all her might. She first thought she was normal but as she aged she started to realize things were different with her. She could do things that were unexplainable and when she turned 12, new markings appeared on her back in the shape of wings that resembled that of a dragonfly. She looked like a kid with wicked back tattoos. It didn't take her long to realize she could utilize those to actually fly. While the elderly lady didn't approve of her using these abilities to her advantage. Sometimes she would get into trouble with them as well. At her normal school, she would play pranks and get back at those who treated her differently. Her abilities mostly consisted of manipulating the elements, so when she go caught lighting a little fire in her bullies locker, she was instantly sent to Mr.Z's at just 15. She hasn't yet "graduated" out of the home because of her craving for mischief. She also doesn't know fully what her abilities can do.
~~~ Her wings when not in use
Age: 17
Species: Fae
Gender: Female
Orientation: Open for anything as long as her heart and soul feels it
Appearance:
Personality: Mai is passive in nature, preferring to stay in the background but due to her natural need to cause chaos, sometimes she puts herself out there. She is very loving, and will do anything to care for those who are closest to her. That includes inducing chaos to protect the ones she loves. She often likes to prank people, but tries her best to not get out of hand with it.
History: Mai never truly knew her family and who they were. She was raised by an elderly lady she never truly came to understand where she came from, but nevertheless loved the woman with all her might. She first thought she was normal but as she aged she started to realize things were different with her. She could do things that were unexplainable and when she turned 12, new markings appeared on her back in the shape of wings that resembled that of a dragonfly. She looked like a kid with wicked back tattoos. It didn't take her long to realize she could utilize those to actually fly. While the elderly lady didn't approve of her using these abilities to her advantage. Sometimes she would get into trouble with them as well. At her normal school, she would play pranks and get back at those who treated her differently. Her abilities mostly consisted of manipulating the elements, so when she go caught lighting a little fire in her bullies locker, she was instantly sent to Mr.Z's at just 15. She hasn't yet "graduated" out of the home because of her craving for mischief. She also doesn't know fully what her abilities can do.
~~~ Her wings when not in use
Noivian
Drinker of coffees
Name: Maya
Age: Ageless (looks 25)
Species: Reaper
Gender: Female
Orientation: Ace/Aro
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Personality: Maya is strict but fair, and holds fast to rules with unwavering certainty. She's not above sympathy, but has heard many sob stories in her time, and thus is immune to most of them, giving her a heartless impression on others. She's pragmatic and practical, preferring to be efficient without cutting corners.
History: Maya has been in service to Mr. Z and works at his halfway house as on-site staff, in lieu of Mr. Z being there in person. She doesn't speak often on her history, and prefers to keep it that way.
Age: Ageless (looks 25)
Species: Reaper
Gender: Female
Orientation: Ace/Aro
Appearance:
Personality: Maya is strict but fair, and holds fast to rules with unwavering certainty. She's not above sympathy, but has heard many sob stories in her time, and thus is immune to most of them, giving her a heartless impression on others. She's pragmatic and practical, preferring to be efficient without cutting corners.
History: Maya has been in service to Mr. Z and works at his halfway house as on-site staff, in lieu of Mr. Z being there in person. She doesn't speak often on her history, and prefers to keep it that way.
Goonfire
I CAST GUN!!!
Name: Quilo Gwyneira
Age: 17
Species: Fiend
Gender: Male
Orientation: Homosexual
Appearance:
Quilo stands at a mere 5'8 and sports a "runner's build"--unremarkable upper body strength but powerful legs. His skin is rather pale with blue undertones. Frost accumulates on him when seriously upset.
Personality:
Quilo tries to mind his business. He is usually risk-averse and compliant with established rules. Against his better judgment, he finds it hard to say “no” sometimes. He is kind enough, inclusive, easy to make laugh, and quite ticklish. He would rather speak eloquently than fight; he tends to give others a kind word and persuade through flattery and the occasional white lie or half-truth. When crossed, he typically doesn’t yell or lash out; he simply goes silent, acquiescing before most arguments begin. His most major flaw is his timid nature, which keeps him from being more influential.
Likes: anatomy, photography, track & field, winter, ice cream, cemeteries, extra-large drinking cups, the color blue
Dislikes: math, contact sports, summer, coats, nuns, clowns, the color yellow
History:
Quilo's mother Miriam found herself snowbound with a stranger in rural Alberta, Canada. A resulting unnatural whirlwind romance lasted until the man disappeared in a puff of smoke a month later. Miriam found out she was pregnant shortly after that. She was afraid someone else would discover the truth, so her mother Diane helped arrange her immigration to the United States, where she gave birth to a healthy and seemingly normal boy.
Throughout Quilo's childhood, he would occasionally draw a peculiar seal or have nightmares involving an armored creature commanding legions of spirits. It wasn't until age 13 that his powers awoke, causing him to accidentally cover his bed in a thick layer of frost. He then learned of the tyrannical nature of his father, according to Diane's research. Both mother and grandmother helped him learn to control his powers. It seemed as though the only solution was to avoid any stimulus that provokes strong emotions such as fear and anger.
Quilo was the product of ill nature and excellent nurture, the latter prevailing in this instance of an ages-old debate. However, even the most exemplary children are prone to mishaps, ordinary or not. A bully--the stereotypical, braindead kind--approached Quilo in a stairwell after school to pick a one-sided fight. The boy hit back, leaving frostbitten bruises on the bully's face and forearms.
That one slip was all it took; government agents swooped in to collect the bully and Quilo. The former and his family were forced to sign a cast-iron nondisclosure agreement and relocate, while the latter complied with the order to be sent to Mr. Z's. That was six months ago...
Age: 17
Species: Fiend
Gender: Male
Orientation: Homosexual
Appearance:
Quilo stands at a mere 5'8 and sports a "runner's build"--unremarkable upper body strength but powerful legs. His skin is rather pale with blue undertones. Frost accumulates on him when seriously upset.
Personality:
Quilo tries to mind his business. He is usually risk-averse and compliant with established rules. Against his better judgment, he finds it hard to say “no” sometimes. He is kind enough, inclusive, easy to make laugh, and quite ticklish. He would rather speak eloquently than fight; he tends to give others a kind word and persuade through flattery and the occasional white lie or half-truth. When crossed, he typically doesn’t yell or lash out; he simply goes silent, acquiescing before most arguments begin. His most major flaw is his timid nature, which keeps him from being more influential.
Likes: anatomy, photography, track & field, winter, ice cream, cemeteries, extra-large drinking cups, the color blue
Dislikes: math, contact sports, summer, coats, nuns, clowns, the color yellow
History:
Quilo's mother Miriam found herself snowbound with a stranger in rural Alberta, Canada. A resulting unnatural whirlwind romance lasted until the man disappeared in a puff of smoke a month later. Miriam found out she was pregnant shortly after that. She was afraid someone else would discover the truth, so her mother Diane helped arrange her immigration to the United States, where she gave birth to a healthy and seemingly normal boy.
Throughout Quilo's childhood, he would occasionally draw a peculiar seal or have nightmares involving an armored creature commanding legions of spirits. It wasn't until age 13 that his powers awoke, causing him to accidentally cover his bed in a thick layer of frost. He then learned of the tyrannical nature of his father, according to Diane's research. Both mother and grandmother helped him learn to control his powers. It seemed as though the only solution was to avoid any stimulus that provokes strong emotions such as fear and anger.
Quilo was the product of ill nature and excellent nurture, the latter prevailing in this instance of an ages-old debate. However, even the most exemplary children are prone to mishaps, ordinary or not. A bully--the stereotypical, braindead kind--approached Quilo in a stairwell after school to pick a one-sided fight. The boy hit back, leaving frostbitten bruises on the bully's face and forearms.
That one slip was all it took; government agents swooped in to collect the bully and Quilo. The former and his family were forced to sign a cast-iron nondisclosure agreement and relocate, while the latter complied with the order to be sent to Mr. Z's. That was six months ago...
