Fantasy Luxor Academy: Operation H.E.R.O. CS

[YungJazz]

Name: Trae Sentrale

Alias: Legend, GodFist Trae

Alignment: Chaotic leaning towards Lawful Good

Role: H.E.R.O Student

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Species: Deva Demi-God (Shiva bloodline/ Fallen Celestial (Throne of Lust)

Appearance:

(Armor Form)


Bio:
Just sit right here?...Oh, okay, no problem.....Talk about myself? You sure? I don't usually talk about my family and what not.....Pops and Mother both went here? Huh, how is this place still standing?......Oh, it regenerates, well let me just apologize on their behalf....Yeah I know, a lot of people wonder if they're really my parents, it's just that someone has to be nice in my family, anyway, you want me to start?....Alright, here goes:

So where to start? Oh yeah, my name's Trae and I want to attend Luxor Academy's H.E.R.O program to make a difference in the world, protect the weak and uphold justice. Now the reasons I want to do those things can all be explained by my last name: Sentrale. I keep seeing the people behind the camera making faces whenever I say that name and don't worry, I won't just explode and start beating people up or start blasting holes into the building and killing you closest loved ones, i'm a different kind of Sentrale. Surprising, I know, but something in me just wants to at least try to help people and change the world for the better, despite my heritage.

Speaking of my heritage, you guys have probably already guessed who I am. That's right, Ryo Sentrale is my father...what's with the looks of pity, I promise my childhood wasn't all bad. So for those wondering how my birth came about, well Pops decided to go dimension hopping after he graduated from Luxor and fight a bunch of cosmic, multiversal, and inter-dimensional gods, horrors, and beings for fun. Of course time moves differently in each dimension and universe so of course Pops didn't get mother pregnant when he was 17. It was almost decades after he started travelling when I was conceived. Pops had just got done establishing his gang, Behemoth, as the largest and most dangerous criminal organization across the multiverse when I popped out. It kinda took him for a surprise, but surprisingly, Pops was apparently happy about my birth. Of course, he got real disappointed when he found out I didn't inherit the Sentrale family's true bloodline. That's right, I wasn't born a Dracu'eri. I wasn't a Dragon Lord, I didn't get Shiva's power of Destruction, I didn't even inherit the massive reserves of energy. That made Pops real frustrated, but instead of abandoning me like Pop's dad would've done, he kept me and decided to raise me.

Not gonna lie, Ryo Sentrale is a shitty parent. Don't get me wrong, Pops has moments where you know that he loves you and wouldn't know what to do if he ever lost you, but the other 95% of the time, Pops is kicking your ass all over the place and calling it 'training'. I was at least blessed with some ungodly talent towards martial arts and worked myself to the bone to master the skills. I got so good that I was able to take on Phantasmal beasts with my bare hands and my skills alone, no massive energy tank, no draconic reality defying powers, just me and my skill alone. Pops was proud, yet I could tell he still wanted me to at least show some form of draconic power, but it wasn't meant to be. Pops eventually took me into the family business of organized crime. The Sentrale Clan was notorious for our cartel, heists, and assassinations. You name the crime, we were the best at it.

However, something inside me told me this wasn't right. It wasn't until I met my dad's right hand man that I finally knew what was wrong. I didn't want to be a legendary criminal, undefeated warrior, or be like my Pops. Brave taught me inner peace, the path of righteousness, and showed me what it meant to seek out my own answers. I knew when I stopped my dad's own destruction of a planet that owed him that I wasn't meant to be a part of Behemoth.

That day, I saw the infamous fury that had made my Pops a story to scare bad children and frighten armies. And just as I thought I was doomed, the anger disappeared. Pops only let out a sigh and gazed at me with pride. He was happy I had found a path to walk on, for no Sentrale was complete until they found their own path. He patted me on the back and sent me off to Luxor to train in the ways of the hero, saying that "You're too much of a dumbass to save people now you idiot. You can barely hold back when throwing a punch, how are you gonna save someone like that."

So here I am now, stepping foot into Luxor Academy, the place my Pops ran rampant, hoping to make a difference and disprove the claims attached to my family name. Not all Sentrale's are violent, reckless, and dark hearted warriors. Sometimes, we're actually pretty decent people.

How's that? Was that good enough?.....Oro? My mom?.......Setsuna's not my mom, she would kill me if I ever called her that!.....Well you shouldn't just assume stuff like that......Oh, that makes sense, cause Pops is actually super loyal to Setsuna, he just kinda has a weakness for my mother......I didn't tell you guys? My bad, my mom is Astaroth, the Throne of Lust.....Why are you guys making those faces? Wait! Why are you guys running so fast! Stop yelling like that!....Whaddya mean we're all doomed! My mom isn't that bad I swear!.......Well I think that interview went pretty well.

*Personality
Contrary to both his parents, Trae is actually a pretty good guy. A rather nice man who would help an old lady across the street, ask you how your day is going, and always willing to offer a helping hand. Trae is the definition of positive and seems to always find the bright side of things. Of course he had to inherit something from his parents, so Trae is actually rather quick witted and while he won't initiate an insult, he always has a comeback waiting to be unleashed. Trae has the patience of a saint and it takes quite a lot to irk him and get under his skin. Trae is also kind of a dork and can freak out about things when he doesn't expect them.

And for being the kid of Ryo Sentrale (Who is loaded with innuendos) and Astaroth (Who is the THRONE OF LUST!!), Trae is pretty innocent. It takes a lot for him to notice anything sexual and gets embarrassed easily. Trae also gets confused rather easily and can be completely lost in the middle of a conversation.

When angered, Trae doesn't explode like his father, but instead remains calm, but his eyes exude a frightful coldness, as if in Trae's eyes, his opponent is already dead.

*Likes:
Training
Meditating
Long Walks (Gets lost during said walks and ends up on another planet)
Fishing
Surfing
Fighting (But won't admit it)
*Dislikes:
Needless Violence
Maps (I don't need directions!)
CJ
Jessica M. Starry (She keeps getting sparkles in my eyes!)
Johnny B. Crash (Stop yelling you idiot!)

Relationships:
Ryo Sentrale (Father)- "Me and Pops have a pretty good relationship...and sometimes a pretty bad relationship. We can go from cracking jokes, remembering precious father-son memories, and being the best dad and son ever to beating the shit out of each other, destroying countries, and blowing up planets in a matter of seconds. In the end, he's my Pops and I love him to death and I know he feels the same way about me, no matter how much of a bastard he is."

Astaroth (Mother)- "My mother is a little bit more complicated. I can't really get a read on how my mom feels about me. Being a demonic entity and a Throne, I don't think she cares too much about me, but in the end, she's my mom and she gave birth to me, so i'm at least thankful for that."

Setsuna: "Oh boy, Lady Setsuna was not too happy when she found out about me, especially when she learned who my mother was. For the first five years of my life, I thought she was my mother and that she only avoided me because she was so busy. That mistake was rectified the day I called her mom and she put me straight. However, she eventually cooled down and accepted me, taught me how to properly behave in public, what was acceptable, and even taught me the inner workings of politics and business. Lady Setsuna is the closest thing to a mom I got besides my actual mom, just won't call her mom again."

Seo Sentrale (Uncle)- "Pops says I have to hit Uncle Seo in the balls every time I see him and I actually will. The bastard kept getting me dangerous phantasmal beasts for my birthday and 'pranking' me by throwing me into black holes and stuff. Uncle Seo is the only person in the multiverse that i'll actively try to fight.

Brave Valefor (Master)- "Besides my Pops, Brave is the man I respect most in the world. He taught me the virtue of patience, the strength of keeping your own code, and finding inner peace. Brave is the one who set me on my path as a Hero and is the man that watches my father's back, which makes me appreciate him even more. I know one day i'll have to go head to head with him since he and my Pops are currently leading Behemoth and the Heroes want to deal with them, but until then, he is still my master.

Hundun (Gramps/Master)- "Gramps is right up there with Brave. If I can half the man that Gramps is, i'll be happy. He didn't really like me at first since I was proof that Pops cheated on his daughter, but he warmed up to me after seeing how willing I was to learn from him (Note: Annoyed the crap out of Hundun until he gave in). Gramps is so cool! He waves his hand and things get wrecked! Plus he has got to be the greatest swordsman ever! Gramps put me through some grueling training (Note: Torture) but I know he was just trying to make me strong! (Note: Was trying to get Trae to quit) When he started teaching me his style, I knew I had earned his respect! (Note: Hundun got fed up with Trae just tanking through all his violence and just caved in and taught him his style) My proudest moment was when Gramps looked at me with pride when I mastered his Swordmanship! (Note: Hundun was actually shocked that Trae hadn't died from learning his techniques, Trae is just an idiot.) Oh, and I call him Gramps cause I thought he was my grandpa until I was six, but I know he still thinks of me as a grandson! (Last Note: No matter how many times Hundun drowned, beat, set on fire, or blew up Trae, he kept calling him Gramps, so Hundun just gave up)

CJ Sentrale (Uncle/Annoyance)- "My uncle on my dad's side. He didn't inherit the Sentrale bloodline like me, but instead of training, he made a pact like a pansy. Pops says that's a great dishonor on the clan and usually I can tolerate people, but even I get annoyed by him from time to time.

*Weapons:

Spoiler: Blade of Hundun

: The blade that was gifted to Trae from Hundun when he completed his training. A nodachi that hangs horizontally across Trae's lower back, the blade itself is imbued with Hundun's power of Chaos and can cut through even cosmic levels of power and durability. Trae rarely draws it, only when his opponent is powerful and needs to be killed or his opponent has gained his respect.

Powers/ Technology:

• Resistant- Trae's power is really more of an anti-power. He's what you might call a resistant - powers don't work normally on him. Attacks with an impact - let's say a fireball - will hit him but not burn him. He can see illusions but won't be affected by them. Healing magic doesn't work on him and he can't be sensed, but he can be teleported to other locations, and so on.
• Deva Demi-God Physiology- Although lacking the Divine energy of his heritage, Trae still has the godly strength, speed, durability, and reflexes. Strong enough to crush mountains and split the sea, go beyond the speed of sound, react within milliseconds and tank through even massive explosions.
• Absolute Combat
• Valefor Style Martial Arts- Along with the teachings of Brahma taught to him by Brave, Trae also learned Brave's fighting style which makes use of inner energy, palm strikes, redirecting of force, and even sealing of energy points within the body. Primarily used to pacify an enemy, avoid their attacks, and counter aggressive fighting styles. Use your enemies on force against them, and takes the energy from attacks/powers used against the user as fuel for their own techniques. Primarily uses Cold Ki/Passive Ki/Enlightened Ki
• Sentrale Style Martial Arts- Trae's first fighting style he ever learned, yet also the style he uses the least. Nothing but pure attack and force. The Sentrale style of Martial Arts is all about unrelenting destruction and burning your inner energy to its limits and exuding massive amounts of killing intent. Each attack is a killing strike aimed towards your vital areas, Extreme pressure seems to be pushing down on your opponent as if a weight is on their shoulders from the amount of energy the user is putting out, and when this style is used Trae's entire demeanor changes, as if the young man is suddenly replaced with an apex predator. Primarily uses Hot Ki/Aggressive Ki/Murderous Ki
• Hundun Style Swordmanship- These techniques are a point of pride for Trae. He will only draw his sword and use this style when he recognizes his opponent as one to be respected with the utmost honor or when an enemy absolutely needs to be removed from this world. The techniques and arts of this style are unknown because Trae rarely draws his sword and when he does, there is none who has survived to tell about it. Was taught this style by Hundun, because in Hundun's words "The Bastard kept following me around and calling me Gramps and asking for stuff, so I caved in and tortur- I mean, trained the kid in my style. Not my fault he actually managed to learn it, I didn't know the runt could learn celestial levels of swordplay."
• Divine Armor- Trae's Birthright and the ultimate stage of his abilities. Amplifies his abilities and unlocks his sealed energy, allowing him to utilize his Ki for blasts and energy attacks. In this state, Trae can use Divine Energy, Heal allies, and even access the energy of nature around him. The trade off for this ability is that Trae will be completely exhausted afterwards and will have no strength to support himself or his allies. It will be a challenge to even move his body after using it due to his body not being able to cope with the surge of energy for long periods of time. It will take a total of three days for Trae to recover and if he runs out of time in the midst of battle, he's pretty much a sitting duck. Although the armor is a symbol of his family, it's also his greatest weakness, a absolute last resort.
• Demonic Physiology- Trae's abilities from his mother's side are all sealed. Not due to anything personal against his mother, it's just that Trae has no freaking clue how to utilize and use any of those abilities.
  
  *Others: Trae has the uncanny ability to get a bounty placed on his head no matter where he goes, even if he hasn't done anything. It's because he's a Sentrale. Trae is also a pacifist and won't fight unless it's to protect someone or there is absolutely no other choice.

 

[Kisaki]

-To be updated-
Name: Julius Noctis

Alias: Chaos [Unknown to the public]

Alignment: Chaotic neutral- Currently bad

Role: Villain (GPD)

Rank: +S

Age: Old as Chaos itself (day of Lucifer's rebel)

Gender: Male

Species: Trickster God and The true god of Chaos

Sexuality: Bisexual

Appearance:

Spoiler: Final God Form

Spoiler: Older form

He uses this form when he's working at the hospital. The fighting outfit above is used in his younger form as well

Bio: [Classified] Julius or Chaos broke into little pieces, forming various chaos and trickster gods. One day, Chaos was put back together again into his true form. Julius has memories of various trickster gods, allowing him to the knowledge of gods that he had meet in his previous lives. Julius accepted his fate as an god of chaos and embraces the madness he causes upon Earth. He believes that without chaos there is no fun or free will witin the universe. Julius finds that the fight between villians and heroes is intresting and is eager to see the outcome between good and evil.


Likes: Animals, muscled men, chaos, coffee shops, playing tricks, musicals, feisty women, and clowns.

Dislikes: His plans being ruined, boring stuff, people talking about his past, sad movies, the color green, unhealthy habits, other so called chaos gods, and being bested at his own games.

Weapons: Daggers and a scepter for magic.

Powers: Shapeshifting( including copying voices)

Cloning (aka clone Justu)

Illusion magic-

Dark Arts

Telepathy

Mind reading- Can be blocked by putting up mental shields

Mind control- weak minded people are the easiest to control

*Magic in general- He's basically an sorcerer god*


Strengths: Illusionary magic, agility, tricking people, finding people's weak, points and has very good accuracy


Weakness: Direct brute strength, close combat (He isn't super weak at it but it's one his lower abilities.)


*Others: Works as a doctor at Edenia’s main hospital.

His previous counterparts had children of their own, making him related to later chaos related gods.

Sometimes referred to as Loki since it's a well known trickster god. He kind of hate it due to his past Norse selves relationships.

 

[Mitchs98]

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    It was all me! Ciel just stood there and watched. Hmph. Lu

    

    
    Name: Luciela 'Lu' Serona
    Alias: Double-Demon
    Role: HERO Student
    Age: 18
    Height: 4'7
    Weight: 78 lbs
    Race: Human
    Gender: Female
    Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
    Hair Color: White
    Eye Color: Blue
    

    
    

    
    
    Personality: Lu is a rather prideful person. Though in her case Lu is exceptionally so, viewing herself as one of the strongest human in existence. While it is true she is stronger than a lot, she isn't by far as strong as she makes herself out to be. If you try to call her out on it however she'll throw a tantrum like a child and attempt to prove it, followed by pouting afterwards, and usually losing. As far as she's concerned anything of significance that's done, either by an ally or Ciel himself, she was the one to do it or the person who contributed the most to the success at hand.
    
    She is also very childish, both in nature and in her actions, being shut off from the world most of her life. Now however she was able to experience and see everything for herself. Slowly she's growing a soft spot for the humans beyond her normal nice act to gain their trust, whether or not she fully realizes it.
    
    Biography:
    
    Luciela had a decently normal child-hood all things considered. Her parents lived alone, away from civilization. They kept to themselves, hunting, farming, and scavenging whatever they needed to survive save for trading goods into town here and there for funds when things got really tough. Often the elder members, her father and brother, would leave to scavenge nearby for supplies or go out to hunt. Her and her mother tended to the farm and her grandmother. Her grandmother could fend for herself well enough, but she was old and well into her long life so she did need help on occasion.
    
    Needless to say things were very peaceful and actually quite nice for the girl, being fourteen at the time. At times for the girl it was rather scary to think that a roving band of monsters could come and attack them, bandits, or any such things. Of course they were able to defend themselves for the most part, the rest of her family having decently powerful magic. Though that wouldn't exactly help them if they were attacked in their sleep. Though unfortunately for her what she was most paranoid about wouldn't be what would take her family from her, no something much worse and harder to bare would occur. One day her father and brother simply didn't return from their travels. The cause? They had been mauled in the dead of night by a pack of hungry wolves, not a single scrap of them remaining to be found other than a few pieces of bloody clothing. Of course Lu would never find that, simply believing they went missing or got lost.
    
    As for her mother and grandmother they were the unluckiest, the ones who suffered the most before their death. It was winter and without the help of the two men in the family life was much harder on the three of them, they were depending on them to hunt during winter and keep wood stocked. Lu was able to help with this, but not much, not really. Not enough to count. It wouldn't matter regardless, both females had been stricken with pneumonia and they had no way to cure it. No healers were nearby, they had no medicine...all that was left was for her mother and grandmother to suffer until they eventually died and for Luciela to watch.
    
    She tried everything she could but ultimately in the end it was in vain. They would pass before winter was over, leaving the girl all alone. While, essentially it was easier to sustain one person it was also harder due to it being one person in the dead of winter. Nonetheless life moved on for her, she buried her family and stayed in her home. It was the only home she'd ever been safe in and despite the sad memories the only place she felt she wished to stay. She did her best to provide for herself, being able to keep herself warm and at-least partly fed.
    
    About two months after the passing winter was finally coming to close, and upon rummaging around the old home she'd find the families Grimoire. An old dusty thing, but still of note and value nonetheless. Luciela didn't directly posses magic herself, though she could still make out the Grimoire. A certain page is what intrigued her, one speaking of forming a pact with a demon; an otherworldly and strong being. Loyal to her with this spell, a guardian...a friend. The ritual itself involved using her own blood both to draw a runic symbol and to bond the demon to her, but...what did she have to lose? She was alone in the world now, no one else to call friend nor family.
    
    Without hesitation she went forward with the spell. It was painful and hard, the act of summoning even more-so. She didn't stay conscious much after it, the details somewhat fuzzy...but she did see a man with white hair standing above her. She'd wake up the following day in her bed, a terrible headache but her wounds bandaged up. The second thing she'd notice..is she now had a spade tipped tail. Of course she freaked out a little at this, but Ciel soon appeared carrying a tray with a nice warm bowl of stew on it.
    
    She recognized him from the being she saw before passing out, so she sat there and calmly let him explain everything. He was now bound to her, and in turn the bond altered her. She had magic now, though he himself wasn't sure what it was. Her physical appearance and traits had also been altered, hence the tail and the likely newfound strength she felt within her. Above all what mattered to her was she had someone to speak to, talk to, and help her.
    
    The two would continue their peaceful life in her old home for quite some time, over the years Ciel teaching her about the outside world, things he knew, and helping her with her magic. She learned much, though still...it only made her want to learn more. It went against everything she had been taught and warned about, but she wished to leave her home. And so the girl set out with him at the age of 17 to roam and explore the land. She learned much, encountered many villages, though never stayed in any one place for longer than it took to get money to be on her way. She stayed out of the fighting as best as she could, she cared only for herself and Ciel. Nothing else mattered so long as they could live in relative peace.
    
    Likes:
    
    -Deserts, primarily tart
    -Coffee
    -Anything sweet
    -Sunlight
    
    Dislikes:
    
    -Rain
    -Overly sour food
    -Spicy food
    -Most people in general
    -Dragons, no duh.
    
    Character Strengths:
    -She's a decent leader, and when she can be bothered, actually comes up with nice plans.
    -She's actually quite loyal to anyone she considers a friend.
    
    Character Flaws:
    -Luciela is not the most focused person, rather easily distracted. She is also quite childish.
    -She is prone to having tantrums if things are too hard or tend to not be going her way.
    -She is entirely reckless due to her pride, often leading to getting herself or those around her injured.
    -Incredibly lazy, thus is not really that dedicated to fighting most of the time.
    
    
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    I'm stronger than I look okay! Lu

    

    
    

    
    
    Magic Abilities:
    
    Demon Pact Magic
    
    Luciela calls upon Demon Magic for her source of her abilities. Demon Magic actually compromises all abilities Demons have, though what each Demon can do is usually unique in some form if they even possess any magic. Under normal circumstances humans do not possess this magic, though through the blood pact formed with Ciel some powers have manifested within her. In her case, she utilizes a set of claws, which when summoned, take up the span of her arms and hands making them much larger than they actually are. These claws are incredibly deadly and able to slice through thin metals with ease. They are also able to eventually puncture stronger materials.
    
    She is able to heighten her speed for brief intervals and far between, allowing her to execute a flurry of quick and precise attacks.
    
    Outside of the claws themselves she is able to fire a slow moving burst of dark energy from the palm of the claw, which just so happens to be an eye, that upon contact with anything solid causes a decently powerful explosion. She is also able to summon a ghastly claw from the ground which will latch onto her enemies and hold them in place briefly to allow her to escape or bombard the enemy with attacks until the enchantment wears off or is broken by the opponent.
    
    Aside from her magical abilities with her claw, she is able to telepathically communicate with Ciel as well as swap places when need be in combat. Allowing them to attempt to make up for each others weaknesses whenever possible.
    
    Both Lu and Ciel are able to appear outside of swapping forms, though this is for non combat purposes as actual fighting uses too much energy to keep both forms stable.
    
    Gear: Luciela carries nothing but a satchel of candy on her person. Outside of that she typically wears a concealing cloak over her body to hide her tail from others' view.
    
    Skills: Luciela is an exceptional liar, a silver tongue which is a good thing to have both as a normal Arnosian and as a Devan. She could lie her way out of just about anything if she tried hard enough...though she usually doesn't try to hard unless it's a pressing issue.
    
    Luciela is also incredibly adept in fighting and minorly in acrobatics, allowing her to move and fight swiftly.
    
    Strengths:
    -Luciela's strengths lie in short to mid range combat.
    -Roughly 2.5x stronger and faster than the average human.
    -Her claws can double as shields due to the size difference in them and her small frame.
    
    Weaknesses:
    -Stick her in a long range fight and she's utterly useless. She has to be able to be decently close to her target to be of any use at all.
    -She's somewhat clumsy. While she has decent skill in wielding her claws they CAN be a bit unwieldy and thus cause her to lose her balance and such.
    -Her small frame is by far one of her biggest weaknesses. While she usually uses it to her advantage she's fairly lightweight and thus really easy to bat away.
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    Hey get outta my way! Ciel

    
    

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    Name: Ciel Gabron
    Age: Looks 22
    Height: 6'2
    Weight: 165 lbs
    Race: Pact Demon
    Alignment: Chaotic Good
    Gender: Male
    

    
    Personality: Ciel is somewhat similar to Lu in personality in regards for his boisterous attitude. Though the difference therein lies he's simply a braggart and a con artist, he doesn't exactly believe himself to be above anyone rather he spins tales to distract anyone he's talking to in an effort to confuse them. Simply put it's best not to believe his tall tales, even if some of them are possibly true. The vast majority are not.
    
    Ciel also possess an adventurous, carefree, and headstrong attitude for the most part, unless of course it involves putting Lu in any kind of danger. Often he rushes in blind having no regards for himself if it gets the job done quicker or ensures his allies' or Lu's safety. Simply put, Ciel is entirely loyal to Lu. He will die for her if need be, doing anything and everything she asks of him for the most part. Though, he also tries to ensure she stays healthy otherwise.
    
    Biography: Ciel is a demon whose lived for quite a long time in the demon realm. His true age is well into the hundreds by mortal standards, though quite obviously it doesn't show. He himself has served countless masters over the years of his existence, ever since humans started the idea and gained the knowledge to bind demons to themselves. He's seen countless things in his lifetimes, much lost to the tides of time, much more tales only he knows. His experience with the world being quite vast his thirst for knowledge was never really quenched. Whenever he could get time away from his aide he would be off exploring, documenting his finds to memory, and generally surveying the differences between his own realm and that of the mortals.
    
    He found humans quite entertaining creatures, as well as the dragons and their little war. His life would continue to be quite dull and much the same for a very long time. Get summoned, usually be used as a battle companion, master dies, rinse and repeat. It was old, boring, and thus he didn't dwell much on making allies or bonding with those he was bound to on a more friendly level. He merely saw them as his duty and conducted it as he saw fit. Admittedly, he did 'accidentally' fail a number of times to get masters he didn't like out of the way...the man being unable to directly harm those he was bound too.
    
    After a very long time however Luciela would summon him, the young girl being quite interesting. Never in his life had he gotten someone so young to summon him, nor for the reasons she told him. Sure, being a protector did fall under one of his duties. But she simply wanted someone to be there with her to talk to as well, company...a friend. Something the man hadn't possessed in a very long time. He was iffy at first yet he stuck alongside her, being the dutiful servant that he was meant to be.
    
    They lived together, trained together, and otherwise sustained each other both through food, a place to stay, and conversation. He finally found someone he actually truly wanted to protect...even if she didn't treat him nicely part of the time. The bond that was there, the bond he knew was there, was the only thing that mattered. Of course contrary to what an outsider might think the bond he has with Lu is purely platonic, the bond of friendship, and perhaps seeing her as a little sister more than anything else.
    
    Once it was time for them to set out in the world he agreed to protect her during her travels through Fiore. He knew it was dangerous, the war at its peak, but nonetheless he couldn't deny her her wishes even if it was dangerous for her. Their life wasn't much different surprisingly. Just the two of them against the world, the way they liked it.
    
    Likes:
    -Lu
    -Sharpening his knives
    -Reading
    -Tea
    
    Dislikes:
    -Seeing Lu hurt
    -Failing in any way possible, he's a perfectionist ironically
    -Black tea
    
    Character Strengths:
    -Ciel is able to fabricate truth. Now, it's not quite a silver tongue, more-so lying about past escapades to make himself look better or gain special favor.
    -Ciel is, without a doubt, the best damned pastry chef he's met(Or so he claims).
    
    Character Flaws:
    
    -A bit foolhardy, believing if he tries hard enough he can probably do just about anything. Has a hard time retreating.
    -Can come off as a showy jackass should he be in the mood. Read: Most of the time.
    -Not that tactically inclined, nor does he listen to strategy well. Prefers doing his own thing above all.
    
    
    
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    I will protect Lu as long as I live. Ciel

    
    

    

    
    

    
    
    Magic:
    Demon Magic
    
    Ciels branch of magic revolves around a rifle, dark and ominous in it's appearance it is quite powerful and not to be underestimated. This rifle fires moderate powered blasts at a rapid pace, the rounds capable of being guided slightly mid-flight VIA his magic as can his knives when thrown. He is, primarily, a medium to long range fighter and a decently accurate one at that. He has a few special abilities for this magic, primarily the ability to fire charged shots that take increasingly more time and more magic to fire. He hasn't really explored most of his abilities beyond that so any of them he uses are experimental and can easily backfire or simply do nothing at all. The rifle in question can be summoned and dismissed at will, it is possible as well to destroy it and disarm him for some time, though it can be reformed eventually.
    
    Like Lu, he is able to telepathically commune with her and swap places in combat if need be. One is still only ever able to fight at once, though both can be present at the same time outside of fighting.
    
    Pocket Dimension
    A somewhat unique ability Ciel is able to store a variety of items in a pocket dimension for his or Lu's own use. Though most items he has can serve no real use in combat. He is able to pull things such as a table and chairs, a small throne, as well as various food items forth from the portal. Ciel carries around inside the dimension an extra backup knife and a few medical supplies, his primary focus and what he uses the magic for is to carry around food and the aforementioned furniture.
    
    Gear/Equipment: Ciel carries an assortment of around sixteen knives on his body, each of them razor sharp and able to pierce wood. Primary hiding spots are in his jacket, one in each sleeve, and one in each boot.
    
    Skills:
    
    Ciel is an exceptional marksmen. It's not that often that his misses his target, however he can and does miss somewhat frequently. In close-quarters-combat Ciel excels with use of a knife as well as using his rather sturdy and heavy gun as a bludgeoning tool.
    
    Beyond combat skills, Ciel makes for quite the excellent and loyal companion; essentially a butler. Though, he'll never actually admit that's his role. Yes, he knows how to sew.
    
    Strengths:
    --Ciel has enhanced agility and senses due to the pact, making him able to see clearer for 1.5x the distance an average human can.
    -Exceptional at ranged fighting even without magic, give the man a gun or a weapon capable of being thrown and he's good to go. Might not be as far or as accurate as his rifle, but it'll do.
    -His lack of focus can, sometimes, make really helpful distraction explosions.
    
    Weaknesses:
    -As mentioned, his magic is basic. While it is, technically, a lot more versatile. He has no full grasp of knowledge on most of it.
    -Occasionally goes on small rampaging fits wherein he usually doesn't care who is in the way of his target, he'll fire through them then keep on firing.
    -Not able to sustain stronger blasts for long periods of time without exhausting his magic pool entirely.
    
    
    
  
  

 

[Mitchs98]

• Personal Information
• Combat Information

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  Aila~
  

  

  
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  I'm a helicopter :D~! Aila

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  Name: Aila
  Age: Looks 22, Ageless.
  Alias: Helicopter
  Role: HERO Student
  Gender: Female
  Sexuality: Bi-Sexual
  Species: Immortal Human(Cannot age nor die from natural causes)
  Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
  
  
  
  

  Personality:
  
  

  

  
  
  Aila is...well...Aila. There is truthfully no better term to describe Aila than Aila being her own special brand of random. She has an incredibly hard time focusing and quite often actually doesn't, or when she does you don't know she actually is. She's always doing something entirely and utterly random, singing, dancing, stalking people for no reason. She has no off switch for the most part, if there is one no one has managed to find it yet. She's always playing crazy and insane things and stunts to do, or the most asinine and impossible experiments that usually end up failing. She's actually a good deal smarter than she acts though it typically never shows amidst her quirky personality. To successfully fully describe Aila would be nearly impossible, as her mood and personality changes as often as the breeze. She's entirely inconsistent and thus probably isn't one to rely on most of the time, though she tends to always keep her promises and complete her tasks in her own special way.
  
  Bio:
  
  Aila's story isn't really one that's too interesting. Sure, she's immortal and has in turn seen a lot of crazy things over her life and done a lot of crazy things. However beyond that? Not really very much to say. Her parents were immortal too, though sadly they were also both monster hunters and died in the line of duty. They were all from a small village that wasn't noteworthy in the slightest aside from its jam exports. After her parents died Aila took to adventuring in their place, taking her fathers' rings as her own. She's roamed the globe for quite some time now alone, having a decent amount of funds and having been to very many places. She's done quite well for herself however recently she decided it was time to get herself some friends and try something new, and thus she decided to join Luxor Academy.
  
  Likes:
  
  Cake
  Explosives
  Explosive Cake
  Paper Airplanes
  Interesting People
  
  Dislikes:
  
  Creepy People
  Too much sunlight
  Lack of cake.​
  
  
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  Powers:
  Rings of PowerAila controls a set of six magical rings that each give her a specific set of abilities. She typically tends to carry them all on her person at any given time, however she is only able to wield two of them at once. Though doing so significantly cuts down the effectiveness, so she most typically only uses one. The rings themselves are nigh indestructible, thus far Aila has found nothing or no one that is capable of destroying them or removing their magic. This isn't to say it isn't possible by any means, Aila simply hasn't found anything beyond people or things that can temporarily dampen their power.
  
  The rings themselves aren't very special as far as powers go, at-least four of them. Four of the rings control the basic elements. Fire, Wind, Water, and Earth. Often times to make up for the lack of power when using two rings, or to create strategies on the fly, she combines the power of the two elements to perform more powerful or original attacks.
  
  The two rings that stand out from the rest, and also the most powerful; and consequently the ones she has the least expertise with are Gravity and Healing. These two rings present a much more significant strain on her body due to her lack of skill, and thus are unable to be 'dual wielded' as it were. The powers for all of the rings are rather cut and dry. The only thing that Aila cannot heal with the healing ring is death and fatal wounds that have taken too long to get treatment. She can, given enough time and perhaps with help of other magics, re-grow lost limbs. However if the limb is able to recovered she can attach it back to the host body much like actual surgery, but with magic.
  
  Weapons:
  
  Aila wields certain weapons she forms VIA the use of her rings. Most typically a spear from rock or some such. Otherwise, Aila has no weapons nor is she skilled in wielding said weapons.
  
  Strengths:
  -Aila's strength is the sheer diversity in the powers that she's capable of wielding.
  -She can actually be rather smart and make good plans when the mood strikes her.
  -Literally the best distraction ever.
  
  Weaknesses:
  -She's an idiot. Yes. This is her biggest weakness.
  -Her powers are entirely limited by how long it takes her to swap rings, as well as the ones she currently has on.
  -Though generally hard to do, if the rings were ever stolen she'd be powerless.​
  
  

 

[Theflamre]

Name:Sebastion Wraith

Alias: The Grey Man

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Role: Entry level student

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Species: Human

Appearance: around 6'1

Bio:
He was born in Texas, a town known as Amarillo (which means yellow in spanish) honestly nothing for told of greatness in his life. He scraped by in school, left narry a mark on anyones life beyond his own, and his parents weren't around much. He wasn't rich nor poor, neither exceptionally athletic nor weak, heck the only thing that kept him from behind a 2 dimensional person was his strange sense of humor. That and the fact people had a pension for disappearing around him, he would lock onto people in those times, follow them around talk to them never missing an opportunity to make small talk then they would simply disappear. Like most odd things that he did it went unnoticed, simply another fact of life in a town with a human trafficking issue people disappeared.
Sebastian however always knew what he was cursed, he had always needed to rid the world of its excess people, trimming the excess fat off of humanity. He considers it good thing though he keeps it to him self since he fears retribution. He couldn't tell you where he got the knife or the powers. He doesn't know that he was born under the night of the new moon, he doesn't know that he is a born servant of the angel of death. All he knowns is its his natural duty and god given right to help cleanse humanity of its extras.
Applying for this school was fun, he had to go over the camra feed with the recruiter to show him the doors he had gone through to get there and show him the fact he had removed a bigger chunk of the door to enter the room.

*Personality
Sebastion normally is a freindly young man with simple tastes, he enjoys the taste of cheap food and to idlely wondering around. Honestly if it weren't for his strange hair he probably wouldn't need his power to avoid sticking out in a crowd. He is however less then Trustworthy near things, he makes a rule not to steal anything that would go noticed rather sticking to small things like the couple of loose dollars in a rich mans wallet, or perhaps an unopened soda you left in your fridge. He thinks it's kind of funny when people complain half heartedly about small lost objects, though he keeps it to him self. He also may be considered a bit too social, he'll try and engage with people that he has no reason to talk to, make a point to introduce him self to others when he feels the time is right.
His petition for theft isn't the main issue though, Sebastian has a task and as long as he does live he will never be free of it. He must take the souls of those who's time is up, this does not mean he is a bad person or that he has to go and attend murders or something. No sebastian must arrange the death of those who shouldn't be alive, lucky births, miraculous survivor's, and men who cheated death fall under sebastian's scope, because someones gotta claim the mortals souls right? He doesn't like this, if he had his way he would let them live, but it's not his choice he simply must do it when he comes into contact with one. More over he must work toward exploring vast amounts of area so he can't just confine him self to one area. Both of these things are not active while he's receiving his education, the force he formally refers to as death that drives him out to do these things seems to want him to get schooling in. All of his life so far has lead up to a sort of bad sense of humor that could be called morbid, this accompanied with his own ever present grin makes most people glad they don't notice him.
*Likes:
Cheap foods, meats, books, social interaction, morbid jokes, The macabre
*Dislikes:
Steamed vegetables, church, any sort of religious depiction other than that of death
*Weapons:
His favorite stiletto knife: measuring about 9" its much longer then your average blade of this type and could be considered a thin foldable bowie if you wanted to play with semantics. It's of unnatural orgin an make, its blade supernaturally sharp and never dulling along with it being unaffected by the ravages of time and physical damage. He has been known to cut through lots of things with it, almost any natural or human man artifical object comes apart easily under a little pressure from the blade. Its long steal blade comes to an end with a five five inch long wooden handle with a four inch long black metal extension coming out of the top of the handle to be able to let the blade slide in and out naturally. Despite it's general length it bares the same fun feature a him begin hard to keep track of, unless he flicked it out loudly and visably or poked you with it you wouldn't notice it. The blade is spring loaded making it actually illegal to carry for the most part but given his power its not hard to tell why he normally gets away with it.
Powers/ Technology:
Back ground: He is for lack of a better term unnoticable, well rather unremarkable to the point that even in an active crime scene unless he drew attention directly to him self you wouldn't notice him. This includes touching you, moving something your looking at, making a loud noise, purposfully trying to draw your attention to him in any way, and of course harming you. He also neglects to show up in any form of video recording and only cameras that print the photo directly after taking a picture of him can make him show up.
The stiletto: look at its description.
The Gallows: he can tell when someone escaped death and wasn't suppose to, the terms for his next victim can fall under any of the following. Extreme divine intervention (like an angel showing up and taking you off an island that was sinking into the ocean), true virgin birth, being cured of sickness that should have killed you though abnormal and unnatural means, or being born after ones own mothers death.
*Others:
He is extremely observant, not abhumanly so just very aware of his environment.

 

[Kloudy]

Name:
Kypher Hawthorne

Alias:
Rift

Alignment:
Lawful Neutral

Role:
Teacher

Age:
Unknown (500+ maybe?)

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Very

Species:
Dimensional Host

Appearance:

Bio:

*Personality

*Likes:

*Dislikes:

*Weapons:
Thornewarp - The birthright sword of the prestigious Hawthorne family, only the eldest and most powerful son of the family may wield it. Aside from being unbreakable, it can harness an individual's energy and release it in various forms to attack. Kypher uses his dimensional energy to trap invisible cuts in the space he slashes, laying a sort of air-minefield. This blade can also resist/absorb some energy from offensive/defensive abilities and use that energy in its own attacks as well. Only a Hawthorne is capable of actually lifting this sword.

Powers/ Technology:
Spatial Manipulation - The ability to control space.
Hawthorne Host - The ability to act as a vessel for beings without breaking. Vessels cease to age and are unable to contract illnesses upon becoming a host to another being.
Hawthorne Physiology - Enhanced physical abilities, enhanced mental abilities, cannot age or contract an illness upon becoming a host, more compatible to act as a host for other beings.

*Others:
The Hawthorne family's DNA affords them a special affinity for acting as hosts to various entities that require vessels. As such, the process is much smoother and has lower risks to the vessel as well as even allows the host to remain independent from the invasive being's control. As such, they can draw upon tremendous power depending on the being they are host to and can also serve as live prisons to trap beings within. For aeons the Hawthorne's have been used to seal away dangerous creatures and beings intent on causing trouble, locking them away and using their powers to fight other troublemakers.

 

[Lassy]

Samantha Cornelius

Sam

Good

Undecided/Entry Level

16

Female

Straight

Witch


Sam was born to a coven, not to a regular mom and dad. Her birth mother had made a deal with a local coven, the love of a man for the child that would be born between them. When the time came for the deal to be honored, the mother gave up her daughter without a second thought. Sam grew up being cared for by the coven, being taught spells after spells. Being taught how to protect herself and others. She never understood why the coven wanted her, as she was unaware of the fact that the coven had seen her birth and the potential inside of her. She is able to learn quickly and her powers are unmatched when it comes to spell casting. She is one of the few in her coven that can change her physical appearance without magic. When she is feeling strong emotions, like anger, she sprouts brown wings. She does her best to try to keep her temper in check for this reason. The coven applied for her to enter this school without explaining why, just simply dropped her off in the front when the time came.

Personality:
- Quick Tempered
- Stubborn
- Friendly
- Kind
- Intelligent
- Observant

Likes:
- Reading
- Watching movies
- Food
- Learning new spells

Dislikes:
- Being talked down to
- Being protected
- Arrogance

Weapons:
- Her magic

Powers/ Technology:
- Ability to sprout wings
- Spell Casting
- Healing
- Teleportation
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[Zenpai]

Name: Maven Le Fay

Alias: Black Magic

Alignment: Chaotic good

Role: Operation H.E.R.O. student

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Species: Sorcerer

Appearance:

Spoiler: Appearance

Maven has a lean body and is 6'2. He often wears long-sleeved shirts and pants, no matter the weather.

Spoiler: Costume Appearance

Bio: He grew up raised by his grandparents, as his parents died when he was young. He doesn't really remember his parents beyond their names. He began to study all kinds of monsters and spirits growing up and soon became fascinated by them. His grandparents taught him what they could about magic, but what they remembered was limited due to their age. Maven often had to study his craft on his own and care for his grandparents as he got older. He applied to Luxor Academy's H.E.R.O. Program because he wanted to help people and he was bored.

Powers/ Technology:
Maven specializes in hexes and curses, magic generally used to debilitate or hinder foes.
He is also proficient in summoning demons, spirits, and entities.
He is able to levitate but not higher than 2 feet above a surface.

*Other:

Spoiler: Annis

Annis is one of the demons Maven summons the most. She is able to become invisible and change the color of her skin although, by default, it is white and pink. She is able to deliver a poison through her claws and the needles that extend from her wrists that renders most creatures unconscious in small doses.

Spoiler: Corin

Corin is a lion-like monster with great strength and agility and enhanced senses, although his eyesight is somewhat poor.

 

[Dawnblade]

Name: Eria Vanvleet

Alias: Permafrost

Alignment: Chaotic good

Role:Student

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Species: Human

Appearance:

Bio:Canada isn't all its chalked up to be sometimes, within the far northern reaches of the administrative district known as the north slave district things become a little more unpleasent. The temperatures can be near or freezing all year and winter temperatures can freeze large amounts of water nigh instantly. She was born to one of the families that was willing to venture forth and mine the untouched gold veins that it holds, meer miles from the coast of the Artic ocean. Work went well at first, or atleast that's what her mother said, she was born after misfortune started striking regularly.

As previously stated things would freeze nigh instantly in the winter so while they mined they found somthing other then gold, wells of water within the mountain. These wells would weather away at their own bottoms as the tunnels they made would expose the once well buried wells to the cold. Given time they would weather out thier bottoms and they would collapse the tunnel, the water flowing out and freezing between the rocks. No one could get out when that sorta thing happened, it caused alot of deaths and warranted alot of investigations.

In the end the Canadian goverement said they could contiune mining if they gave out wavers. So when she became of age she signed one and spent the years between ten to sixteen deep within the mountain. She got over clostrifobia, and after one to many accidents she got over the death of many a freind. She even got over the freeze burns that dotted her body, they gradually faded into nothing but what looked like birth makes anyways. She could never get over what happened to her family though.

They died in a mining accident, she was sad not only because she lost her parents but because of the familiarity with the cave ins. She had become so comfortable with the idea of others dieing that she had in turn dehumanized them. Looking over her parents caskets she had reached a far better understanding of human life. At the age of fourteen her uncle moved up to live with them, he didn't stop mining mind you but he did change a bit of the system. He was an engineer by trade a knew a safer way, and though the team complained about it the support systems he had installed stopped the cave ins for the most part.

She became acquainted with the idea of two things, extra work brought better quality of live to those close to you. The second was the idea of working ones way around a problem, she had previously just worked tell she hit a problem then delt with it, now she relised one could predict an issue if they were wary enough. Her powers actually didn't manifest tell around sixteen.

Her uncle had fallen victim to one of the now scarce water pocket cave ins. He had lost his legs and the warm blood (along with a bit of the whiskey that they all used including her in small amount to keep warm) ment he was bleeding out. She tried to to stop the bleeding the only way she knew how, she wrapped the nubs in as much cloth as possible and began squeezing like the world depeneded on it. When it didn't work she drug him all the way out, it was a summer month and the sun was visable that day.

When she first saw the light she thought of it only as illumination for her to watch her step father die. Fate however had diffrent plans as she yelled for the on site doctor and began to try and stop the bleeding again she felt the light course through her body, its heat pulsed through her veins and into his sealing the wound. She couldn't save his legs but she could save his life, and she figured out she was a "super hero".

She had lived through great trials despite her short life, and the cold of the northern slave district and made her a woman. She spent a little a little over a year and a half figuring out her powers better and through hear say the word of her being abnormal reached the academy. She accepted the invatation and got a plane ticket, after a brief and heart felt good bye with her "extended family" and her uncle she set off to meet her own destiny. The unlucky part was her flight was delayed a couple hours by a storm.
*Personality
She isn't necessarily kind, but that isn't because she is mean or anything she just was raised abnormally. Kind to her is kicking someone in the ass to get them moving and helping them, then lying to everyone else to say you did it by your self for a tiny bit of compensation. So not unkind just business minded, she isn't no nonsense honestly without a bit of drinking she wouldn't have kept her sanity in the mines. She will not allow for a task of importance to go unfinished though, in fact she may be considered a little bit mental about the idea.

Importance to her is what is ether easily identified as such or is told to her to be so. A teacher says something, she won't stop tell told other wise, some random guy she doesn't know tells her to do something she'll stop if she has something more important to do. It's not that she doesn't like helping people it's that she considers time an important resource and won't waste it on random people that don't truly need her help. That and everyone even her have a break time, she is very protective of hers.

She may have a few aggresion issues, around the mine there was little to nothing to do. They built a town around the mine and despite having the basic needs covered the internet was crap and power outages were pretty common. Lots of nights for her were spent by fire light, and lots of time was spent ether hunting, reading, random arts and crafts(amazing how much of a little thing it seemed at the time) large scale fist fights for the sake of curbing boredom. So it is completely natural for her to get in the face, and natural for her to respond in kind. She views agression as some view talking, both something for casual fun and an utility to be used when ever.

Her views on justice reflect this, she feels capital punishment is the most direct solution to a recurring issue. She will kill men, she's preformed a couple mercy killings in her life even at an early age so killing someone won't haunt her too much. Normally though she has the basic edict to use it sparingly, recurring problems and true monsters only. Though like all heroes there is one particular way to piss her off, gold thieves. She takes it not only as a personal insult but an insult to her parents and all the men who died in the mines, it's hard to make her angry a hard life taught her how to avoid becoming pissed (it also made her kind of rude) but that in her eyes is a offence without redemption.
*Likes:
Sleeping, hunting, shooting, reading, working with her hands
*Dislikes:
Sloth, needless waste of life, blatantly oblivious people
*Weapons:
Model 38 nosler rifle: A high preformance top of the line hunting rifle, and a girls best freind tooled to fire a 33 nosler round even without her powers the rifle packs a punch at a distance.
Bowie knife: nine inch blade with elk horn handle, nothing to complain about.
Powers/ Technology:
The hands that craft: turning a mountain to a mine and a rock to gold, her game is to bring about change. When she activates her power two things can happen, she can shape an object into something else or can argument an objects current properties. If she chooses to shape she alters an objects shape but not its compensation, it changes and can be shaped like clay but to a much more accurate extent. If she shaped something into a blade then rubbed her fingers across its edge it would form a razor like edge, if she touched a human she could reach in and shape their heart into a duck killing them. If she chooses to enhance something she preforms somthing akin to an enchantment apon it, tripling its effectiveness in one task of her choosing. These both take time unless shes just trying to rip a person limb from limb, the enchantmentd require long scrawling runes that come directly from her head, the clay craft does as well.(I'll ask an admin before I do something I find questionable and accept rulings of something being op just tell me)
*Others:

 

[Solemn Jester]

Name: Pugsley Von Fröhlich

Alias: Professor Pugsley

Alignment: EVIL!!!

Role: GPD Antagonist

Age: 52

Gender: male

Sexuality: Nonsexual

Species: Believed to be Human

Appearance: Titan Tech suit, Model Delta 3 Atlas

Real form

Bio: Born a genius, in a family plagued by their past. Pugsley was constantly teased as being descended from witches. The other children even went as far to toss rocks at him, and set his clothes on fire. Eventually Pugsley grew tired of their constant hijinks! So he went into his long deceased fathers study. That is where he found his father's hidden lab! It was amazing! He had never seen such wonders! Immediately his curiosity sparked! He went and found his father's notes, and spent much of his time studying. He had known his father had been a scientist. But never had he imagined he was such a technological Titan! So he decided to take up where his father left off. Luckily even at the age of nine he was a genius among men. So it took little time finding, and figuring out the inner workings of his father's work. Of course he also missed the note his father had left him before he died. Well it was a hologram, saying he left all his technology to Pugsley. Hoping he'd use it to make the world a better place...buuut! Pugsley never saw it! So he went down the path of EVIL!


Years passed, and Pugsley went from a small german boy being teased about his weight, and family. To a handsome, rich, MASTERMIND! He had formed the leading tech company in all the world! Titan corp was amassing him power of which he never thought he would possess. Of course he had also found his mothers study, which opened his way into the world of magic. So yeah, apparently his mother was a witch... kind of made Pugsley regret incinerating all those kids who teased him before... although not really. But after finding his mothers study. He quickly did the same as he'd done with his father. Although it was a bit trickier. Magic was a fluent, dangerous creature. The likes of which he'd never tangled with before. It also had a magical lock on it. His mother had sealed away Pugsley's magical abilities at birth. So that he'd be unable to use them until he had a proper education. So he went to the best mage/wizard/warlock/witch/sorcerer school in all of existence. Of course he quickly excelled, to the point where only upper class men, and teachers could give him a good challenge in a magic duel. So having obtained the power of both science, and magic. Pugsley was set! He had all the components to take over the world! So he set his plan in motion. He spent many years hunting down the strongest demon he could find! Meanwhile a robot version of himself was left in control of his company. After he found, and captured the demon. He took it to his body swap machine. Where he was take on its form, so that he would raise his power even more! The demon was trapped in the machine, everything was functioning perfectly! He even had his precious pet pug Schnitzel with him to witness his moment of triumph! But as he stepped into the machine, and it started up. A horrible thought struck him.”OH NOOO! I FORGOT TO LOCK ZEE DEMONS POD!” These were the last words he'd ever scream in his human body, as at that moment the demon had escaped, leaving the door open for poor little Schnitzel to wonder in. Thanks to this, Pugsley ended up in his pets body. He also discovered it was now impossible to go back to his old body. So now, disgraced by his stupid mistake. He searches for a way to switch back to his old body, while also plotting to take over the world. During his travels however, he found a Trickster god named Julius. Who he quickly teamed up with after seeing his capabilities. Now he's put his mission on hold in order to start a new plan for world domination. Which he refers to as Project G.PD. *Que evil laugh*



*Likes: Science

Sorcery

Knowledge

Power

Shiny things

Chasing animals



*Dislikes: Animals

Vacuum cleaners

Thunder

Fools who don't understand his genius

Fools who patronize him, or don't understand his genius

Idiots

Pranks/jokes

Intruders

*Weapons: Mechanized powersuits, blasters, and rays of all sorts. Magical staffs, artifacts, and basically most weaponry

Powers/ Technology: Besides his massive IQ, he also knows magics varying from fireballs, to teleporting, and more. Of course he still has many forms of magic he has yet to obtain, but it's all a part of the mission.

*Others: Speaks with a German accent

No one aside from other members of the GPD know of his true appearance.

 

[Necessity4Fun]

• General Info and Personality
• Habits and Bio
• Preferences
• Powers and Weapons
• Extra

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  Name: Judith Gniewek
  
  Alias: Killer Rose
  
  Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
  
  Role: Hero Student
  
  Age: Looks 25-ish, but has been around for at least 140 years
  
  Gender: Female
  
  Sexuality: Pansexual
  
  Species: Rusalka
  
  Personality:
  Judith comes at first as a cheerful, slightly old-fashioned, dramatic person with a taste for theatric antics. She likes seeing the 'fireworks', making a big entrance and has a very peculiar input on the subject of love and courtship. She loves stirring up things, wreaking havoc just for the heck of it but prefers to keep it with a sense of organization, even if it's the most chaotic organization system in the universe. Judy can be more serious and reserved when needed, but the little teasings never really fade, just get toned down and more discreet.
  Get on her bad side and her personality drastically changes to a violent and bloody-thirsty individual with absolutely no regret or morality. Concerned over being booted from the hero program, Judy is forced to keep her temper --and sadistic tendencies-- bottled up near her fellow students. The enemy, however... she can't guarantee they'll have such luck. A lady's gotta unwind somehow!! Judith enjoys the thrilling surge that comes from saying just the right thing to enrage others, watching their reactions attentively, starving for the next psychological game... Or maybe just physical and gruesome. Both are very much welcome. Boredom is terrible and will make her unusually irritated and grumpy. She's always on the move, always looking for something interesting to do and the next person to 'punish'.
  
  Judy is someone who can get ticked off pretty easily and by seemingly silly details other people don't actually care about. A display of poor manners or recklessness is an instant blacklist and the more she's mad at someone the worse it's going to be once she has a chance to put that temper to work. Judy doesn't forgive or forget and her only loyalty is to Samson, thus, even someone that was once considered a friend will be abandoned and forgotten without a second thought the moment they stop being useful. Her reaction to a partner or ex-partner dying is more along the lines of 'oh, that happened' and quickly moving on with no grudges, except for perhaps disgruntlement over the interruption of an ongoing, promising 'play'.
  
  Near the Survival teacher, Judy's normally lacking emotions seem to spring up full-power. Everything comes about overwhelmingly, rendering her a confused, nervous mess of a person. The enamoured water spirit tries her best to remain calm and not give him too many hints of her true feelings, but on the inside, Judith is panicking like a high schooler, constantly filled with dilemmas on what her next phrase and action should be. Anything concerning the man instantly picks her interest and when talking about him she's able to go for hours and hours over how wonderful and special of an individual he is. Her second life has no meaning without his existence in it and the end of their interactions brings about an existential despair on her very core. Samson could ask her to jump from a bridge and she'd probably oblige. He's the sole reason she even accepted being signed up to something like this in the first place...
  
  Because really, a hero program? ... Her?!
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  Habits:
  
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    Tapping at things impatiently;
    Using big and extravagant words;
    Dresses in a mix of 90s and the present time;
    May let Polish or even antique English slip at times;
    Stabbing and throwing objects out of, seemingly, nowhere;
    Employs dramatic, wide, obnoxious hand and body movements, such as pirouetting, constantly.
  
  Bio: Judith was once a normal girl, with her own dreams, desires and goals, but all of that died. Literally.
  You see, being the daughter of an aristocrat, powerful family meant little to no freedom for her. The Gniewek's house-head only worries were how to make more wealth, how to acquire even more prestige in the still incipient state of Poland, his goal was to make his the most powerful family in the vicinity and if it wasn't going to be by acquisition power and social status, then it would be by their alliances. As such, Judy, merely 12, already had an arranged engagement with a man, the Stawski's family's son, who she had never even seen in her life, only heard about. Still, little naive Judy thought that this wasn't so bad. I mean, maybe they'd learn to love each other later and it would be just like in the fairytales, living happily ever after... She should have known better.
  
  At age sixteen the marriage had been consummated, with Judy being given away to her husband, leaving behind the home she had grown at. It didn't take long for her to realize that the charming and charismatic noble she had caught glances of during social events was nothing more than a well-constructed facade. The man was ruthless, merciless, strict and accepted nothing less than perfection. Judith was treated as a prize, dragged to this and that place to serve as decoration, prohibited of speaking up unless directly addressed to, playing a part as if nothing was wrong, essentially a servant to the man's whims. And if she failed to comply, made the littlest mistake, spoke a little too much he had no refrain in physically punishing her for such. It was a true living hell with no expiration date and no riches nor privileges would ever make up for it. Until one day it ended.
  
  He was shouting angrily, a stream of words that blended together in an indecipherable cacophony. Judy's vision was blurring, something wet was dripping over her. Ah, right. She had been hit with the wine bottle for speaking out of turn... He was acting oddly that night, perhaps he had been drunk. All Judy remembers was the look of contempt and hatred in his eyes, looking at her as if she was less than a stray animal. In her disoriented, bleeding and defenseless state she couldn't do as much as attempt to flee when the man pounced on her, his firm, strong hands around her neck impeding the passage of air. She had released a painful gasp and passed out.
  
  Thinking that he had killed his wife, the aristocrat panicked. He was many, many things but murderer?! That'd be terrible for his social image and standing! In a desperate effort to cover his misdeeds, Judy's husband had taken her and part of her possessions, gone far into the woods and dumped body and everything into a lake without a second thought. Hoping that everything would sink to the bottom to never be found again... Except that Judy wasn't dead yet.
  When her body had hit the water, the impact had been enough to spring her awake. Adrenaline rushed as she found her vision covered with green, gasping for air that was not there. If she hadn't been choked to death by her husband the water invading her lungs would do the job. The woman watched in horror as the dark greenish water pulled her deeper and deeper until she couldn't see the surface anymore, all hope had been lost. In her last struggling moments, Judith Gniewek cursed mankind, love, society and everyone and everything for stripping her life bare. Living had been hell, dying was being equally unpleasant, the only thing that would bring her life any meaning would be getting revenge on the man that had betrayed her dreams so nonchalantly...
  
  When she opened her eyes again, her vision had been filled by a friendlier shade of green. She was still deep in the water and still, it didn't seem to weigh her down as before if anything, it seemed to support her and it wasn't painful anymore. Judith, who had thought she had reached the end of the line, had received a second chance. The power of her curse tying her dying spirit to this very location, fuelled with the same hatred and contempt her husband had once shown her. The blonde hair and blue eyes that once inspired an aura nobility now both washed in the red of her spilt blood. Overwhelmed by freedom and authority she had never experienced in life, Judith declared the area around the lake her new home, where no trespassers were allowed.
  
  The Ruler of Lake Hańcza, as the story would go, was a merciless vengeful spirit that would often lure travellers and wanderers to the edge of the water and kill them in a plethora of gruesome ways. When people went missing they would often assign it as her doing. Judith continued killing those that crossed her domain, enjoying thoroughly from the first despairing scream to the last drop of blood that fell and she did so for many, many years. And then one day, it got boring. She had created a pattern: People showed up, she tricked them and then she killed them. The reactions were all alike to the point she had become able to predict the outcomes... It had all gone very dull, she needed something new. Thinking about abandoning her reign in the Hańcza, Judy wanted to journey, to find somewhere new and exciting where she could establish herself. One of those options was Luxor Academy.
  
  A school?
  At first, Judith was incredibly skeptical, wondering what someone like her was even doing in such a place. After being accepted she had come mostly on curiosity but then the unexpected happened. Judith fell in love. The Rusalka hadn't even thought that it was possible, but a single phrase of praise towards her had been all it took to awaken feelings that Judith thought to have died way back, with her former life. There were countless nights of conflicting thoughts and confused emotions before she had finally come to embrace the fact that Samson Hearth was unique and so incredibly precious to her. It was ironic that her, who had been betrayed by both men and love and vowed to never fall into their clutches again was falling head and heels for the Survival teacher, but solely being around him made Judy feel alive like never before and the thought of losing him to anyone else made her unbeating heart ache to the point of tears.
  
  As she sank deeper and deeper into this newfound obsession, Judy caught herself constantly wondering what the teacher was up to even going as far as to sneak around places to watch him from afar almost 24/7. At some point, lost in her amorous delusion, Judith had declared Samson hers. No one else could have him, she wouldn't allow it and she'd move mountains, travel to hell and back multiple times without hesitation, if it meant getting him to love her back. Now there's the hero program, which at first, didn't really seemed to suit her tastes... What was she supposed to do, protect people? But then a certain Survival Teacher decided to join it to keep closer watch on the students and she saw it as an opportunity to spend even more time with him. Against her own principles, Judith is currently enroled to some pretty lame and 'politically correct' lessons...
  
  
  Oh well, at least she gets to fight too, right?​
• Likes:
  

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    Theater antics and dramatization;
    Going against common sense;
    Blood splatters and patterns;
    Choking people to death;
    When a hindrance dies;
    Torture instruments;
    Frilly, retro clothes;
    Organized chaos;
    Torturing others;
    Stabbing tools;
    Challenges;
    Chainsaws;
    Manners;
    Samson;
    Ribbons.

  
  Dislikes:
  

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    Water;
    Betrayal;
    Boredom;
    Normality;
    Social Norms;
    Pointless rules;
    The competition;
    Following instructions;
    Having her time being wasted;
    Seeing Sansom near/with other girls;
    Being compared to or called a 'Mermaid';
    Useless, good-for-nothing people that are only a hindrance and
    wasting space.​

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

  
• Auto-Hair Manipulation:
  The ability to control one's own hair. Judy can have her hair defy gravity, pick up objects, elongate and shrink it and even weave a bundle of it into different shapes. It is also incredibly strong and resistant, capable of raising entire ships in the air without snapping if only that didn't mean Judy herself would be squashed in the process. As such, the ability becomes limited to how much weight Judy herself can withstand before breaking something.
  
  Limited Shapeshifting:
  Like their distant cousins, the Mermaids, Rusalki are known to attract men to their deaths by seducing and tricking them. Unlike Mermaids, however, they're said to do so with shapeshifting abilities. Judy can change her appearance at will, including any clothing on her and her voice. BUT, she may only shapeshift into females and only figures that are still somewhat humanoid. Obviously, if they have abilities those don't come with the shift.
  
  Extremely Minor Mind-reading:
  It would be hard to seduce someone without knowing their prefered types, right? Thus, Rusalki have a passive mind-reading ability to assist with that. It's some kind of sixth sense, intuition aura that allows them to catch a glimpse of a Male's loved one or prefered woman type. Judy finds it very very useful to both play tricks on others and get things her way.
  
  Oil Secretion:
  To avoid having their chosen prey hold onto them to try and get back to the surface while they're being drowned, a Rusalka's skin can secret a slippery oil making their skin as hard to hold onto as a wet soap. It's useful for when Judy needs to escape someone's grip, ropes, cuffs (unless they're really really tight!) and the like.
  
  A Pair of Rusty Scissors: [Weapon]
  Once a tool for both sewing and hairdressing now nothing more than a stabbing weapon. It's one of the few of her possessions that were dumped in the lake with her body and the only one that was useful enough to keep. Don't let its appearance fool you, despite the rust, it's kept in top pointy shape.
  
  Weakness:
  
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    Fire;
    Body is still pretty much human;
    Mild PTSD towards drowning and water;
    Stubborn;
    Impatient;
    Easily enraged;
    Overly dramatic;
    Can't turn down a challenge;
    Lacks a self-preservation instinct 98% of the time;
    Impractical (Prizes execution more than time spent);
    Would do anything for Samson, including putting his safety before hers;
    Has the tendency to get too much into things and forget the reasons why she started them.
  
  Strengths:
  
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    Can't suffocate;
    Loyal;
    Creative;
    Persistent;
    Swimming;
    Manipulative;
    Stalking skills;
    Tree-climbing;
    Quick thinking;
    Natural Actress;
    Adapts to new situations pretty quickly;
    "Anything can be a weapon if you think hard enough~!";
    No moral code whatsoever means: no reason to hesitate;
    Has a knack for knowing exactly what to say to get under people's skin.
• Nurtures an unconditional, obsessive, monopolizing, subservient and delusional crush towards Samson
  
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