Fantasy Students and Staff of Magma Core High School (Character Thread)

[NeonRain]

Delilah's Normal Form
Delilah Zen Rubyfang
Title/Nicknames: Vice Principal, Head of Security, Head of School Punishments, "Dee" to close friends.

Age: 1,550yrs
Gender: Female
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 110lbs
Hair color: White
Eye Color: Red
Species: Vampire
Birthday: January 1st
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Romantic Orientation: Grey Aromantic
Powers: Invisibility, Bat shifting, Memory Vampirism, Dream Walking
Likes: Good Students, Sweets, Small animals, Catching bad students.
Dislikes: Bullies, Rule Breakers, Cursing, Smutty Literature, Heels, Animal abuse.

Bat from
Perso: Delilah is a complicated woman with many sides to her dice. And oh boy does she throw em. She is pessimistic when it comes to her outlook on Student Behavior, but being the head of punishment was no mistake. There's a reason she punishes the children. She likes to watch people suffer, to live out their punishments and she adores soaking up their anguish. Hearing their cries makes her happy. She can be called Sick, Sadistic, and grotesquely optimistic when it comes to her punishments, they can be quite odd but they get the point across. After all, that waver that was signed allows any punishment she wants to dish out no matter the severity. She truly is Sadistic, but, she is also a kind person way deep down. She can be gentle, and caring, and will give all the tender sweetness of a lovesick crocodile if given the chance.

Delilah however, doesn't' share her love. She becomes quite possessive and controlling, wanting them to wear certain things, to do certain things, and refuses to allow them to speak to others. She doesn't exactly have the most healthy romantic relationships, but that's why she isn't good with romance. She's much better with a completely different kind of love. But, that's aside the students aren't allowed to see. Delilah takes pride in her Sadism but knows where to draw the lines so that the students aren't uncomfortable. She's a strange woman.

She is also a rather upbeat person, a small smile always on her face, her makeup always perfect and clean, her nails always done. She gives sneers that could make souls leap from their fleshy bodies and flea to the reaper's arms. Alas, Delilah and he had a mutual agreement, souls are not allowed to escape her punishment. Being never fully dressed without a smile, when she frowns its almost petrifying. Somehow she has put up with Venesha for years and is gentle to her close friends, showing she does have some form of empathy, at least to those close to her. She also respects the pecking order and sees Venesha as higher to her, and is rather obedient, but all those below her are to follow her directions unless stated otherwise by Venesha.

Bio: "...There are many years to account for... why do you need to know?"
Marriage Status: Unmarried
Children: None

Daily Outfit

 

[Elenion Aura]

• Seth
• Retsu

• 

  Full Name: Seth Whitfield
  
  Nickname: N/A
  
  Age: 16
  
  Gender: Male
  
  Height: 5’11
  
  Weight: 145 lb
  
  Hair color: dusty blond
  
  Eye Color: blue
  
  Species: Human - Soulbound to an Ancient Celestial Being
  
  Birthday: 05/16
  
  Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
  
  Romantic Orientation: Homoromantic
  
  Powers: Cosmokinesis, reality manipulation
  
  Year: second year
  
  Clubs: Chess
  
  Sports: Track
  
  Likes: nature, fixing things, thinking about the future
  
  Dislikes: his current present
  
  Persona: Seth is a boy caught between worlds. The Other - the name of the being with whom Seth has been inextricably linked, through as of yet unclear means - has tried to show him the nature of their predicament, but its messages are cryptic, and certainly not in English. Seth feels somewhat inferior to his fully magical, fully supernatural classmates. He has definite self-esteem issues, and may even be a bit of a loner. He is focused on his future, on improving his lot in life, and has his eyes set firmly on a goal far in his future.
  
  Bio:
  Seth was a normal boy before The Other found him. They both needed each other, despite not yet knowing fully the reason why. Now he is too busy trying to plan for the future to worry about his present. Which worries him a great deal.
  
  Crush/Love interest/Status: Single
  
  Dorm Room: TBA
  

  Class Schedule:
  BREAKFAST/FEEDING - 8:00am - 9:00am
  1st Hour - 9:00am - 10:50am: Magica for the Advanced
  2nd Hour - 11:00am - 12:00pm: The Science of Alchemy / The Magic of Herbology
  LUNCH/FEEDING - 12:00pm - 1:00pm
  3rd Hour - 1:10pm - 3:00pm: Woodland Creatures and Transitions
  4th Hour - 3:10pm - 4:10pm: Circle Magic and Rituals
  5th Hour - 4:20pm - 6:10pm: Biomancy
  DINNER/FEEDING - 6:30pm - 7:30pm
  Curfew - 10:30pm
• 

  Full Name:
  Retsu Kusanagi
  
  Titles:
  Hanzo
  
  Nickname:
  Red
  
  Age:
  28
  
  Gender:
  Female
  
  Height:
  5'6.5"
  
  Weight:
  128 lb.
  
  Hair color:
  Bright red shot through with streaks of yellow
  
  Eye Color:
  Purple
  
  Species:
  Deva
  
  Birthday:
  2/1
  
  Sexual Orientation:
  Bisexual
  
  Romantic Orientation:
  Biromantic
  
  Powers:
  Superhuman Physicality; Master Bladework; Magic (snake-type, blade-type, tattoo-type)
  
  Job:
  Teacher
  
  Likes:
  Booze, her students (in that order... maybe.), being lazy
  
  Dislikes:
  Being asked to do things (namely, her job)
  
  Persona:
  To her, everything's a joke. Not a particularly funny joke, either. Just, y'know, mildly amusing. Lazy to a fault, Retsu is more likely to be found lounging around campus than actually doing anything productive.
  
  Bio:
  Retsu's past is kept intentionally obscured. Some say she used to be a hit-woman. Some say she's engaged to a demon. Most of it is probably heresay, though...
  
  Teaches:
  The Short History of Supernaturals and Mortals
  
  Marital Status:
  Engaged
  
  Children:
  N/A

  

 

[CIVBIX]

Description/Picture:

Full Name: Natasha Arsow
Nickname: Nat
Age: 15
Gender: female
Height: 5'1"
Weight: 92Ibs
Hair color: light pink
Eye Color: something between green and blue
Species: demon/succubus
Birthday:
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Romantic Orientation: Hetero-romantic
Powers:
Year: first year
Clubs: chess, theatre
Sports: swimming
Likes: pets, nice people, helping others, meeting new people, getting knowledge, music, theatre, art and eating spicy or sweet food
Dislikes: bulling, speciesism, waisting time, brutality, blood, rumors, talking about her past, giving up
Perso: She is pretty shy girl, good listener but not much of a talker. Even though she is a succubus Nat is very awkward with males mostly because she doesn't want to fall in love. She despise lots of her brother actions but still really cares about him. You need to gain her trust before you're gonna talk with her freely. She has habit of saying sorry since she was bullied in last school and don't want get on anyone's bad side.
Bio: I reveal it in rp
Crush/Love interest/Status: Single (she doesn't want it to change)
Dorm Room:
Class Schedule:
BREAKFAST/FEEDING - 8:00am - 9:00am
1st Hour - 9:00am - 10:50am -- The Short History of Supernaturals and Mortals
2nd Hour - 11:00am - 12:00pm -- Demonology
LUNCH/FEEDING - 12:00pm - 1:00pm
3rd Hour - 1:10pm - 3:00pm -- Psychology
4th Hour - 3:10pm - 4:10pm --Shapeshifting and Imitation
5th Hour - 4:20pm - 6:10pm -- Magica for beginners
DINNER/FEEDING - 6:30pm - 7:30pm
Curfew - 10:30pm

 

[GrieveWriter]

Zamentia Diosandre

Nickname: Zadi
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Height: 7'9"
Weight: 240
Hair color: Varied
Species: Abyssal Terror
Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual
Romantic Orientation: Pan-romantic
Powers: Can indefinitely survive underwater, Minor Shape-shifting (Can't really disguise herself), Can survive extreme cold, Telepathic communication. Zamentia has the strength/durability of twenty men and the stomach to match, capable of gorging herself indefinitely if allowed to. Can gain powers through making pacts with others; the more worshipers an abyssal has the more grand and powerful they become in both size and ability. As Zamentia is still considered a newborn in Abyssal years, it'll take an immense amount of wok before she's starting any cults any time soon. Feeding on organic matter can allow her to heal wounds faster if she's got enough.
Year: 1st
Clubs: None yet
Sports: None Yet
Likes: Pretty clothes, Excessive meat, Trying New things, Fashion, Meeting Folks, the Relaxing chill of the Extreme Cold, Socializing, Learning, Trying out different hair every day.
Dislikes: The Heat, ruined clothes, Boredom, Split Ends, Her Own Broken Speech

Personality: Zamentia is a foreigner to the ways of the surface world to an extreme degree. She's only got a basic understanding of how things in general work, due mostly to Abyssal Isolationism that's run rampant for the last few millennium. She's optimistic to learn, however, her sheer curiosity for everything is downright frightening. Rife with an enthusiasm not seen often in the monsters of the Abyssal Plane, Zamentia moves with energy and vigor similar to that of a crazed child. Her broken speech is the result of not having to actually use her mouth to communicate for most of her life, only recently switching to it instead of telepathy because its rude to just stuff your voice in someone else's head, especially if they aren't prepared for it. She's absolutely obsessed with surface-world fashion, and will always be seen in some wild outfit when not wearing her uniform.

Her general lack of knowledge on how things work on the surface world can lead to many finding her annoying, if her terrifying large maw of a head doesn't drive them off first, but Zamentia is far too excitable to let something like that get her down. Her unfamiliarity with social customs may find her too blunt, overbearing or intrusive; and the clash between Abyssal ways and that of other races can be far more jarring than expected. Talk of cults, ritualistic deals and the general horrors that lurk in the deepest plane of the Abyss spews from her lips as casually as if she were talking about her favorite food. Speaking of Cults, like all Abyssals Zamentia wishes to start her own one day, and as a starting point has been attempting to be helpful to those around her so she can one day grow into the Beautiful Great One that she knows she can be.

Bio: The monstrosities lying in the Abyssal realm have had a tumultuous history to say the least, even amongst other supernatural species. But despite the horrible stigmas that were fostered by the Original Great Ones, the Abyssals maintained their relations with their worshipers and them alone. It was from one of these worshipers that Zadi was eventually birthed. Having been part of a pact the woman had made to regain her youth and be freed from all earthly fear, Zamentia initially formed as the culmination of her fears. This was perfectly acceptable to her father, who carried the newborn into the depths to begin enlightening her.

For her first two years alive, Zamentia spent most of her time just floating around as a giant mouth near the sea-floor swallowing any sea creatures that were unfortunate enough to draw near. Growing strong on the immense amount of fish she fed upon, she was eventually able to form a body. Although, she decided it was more fun to just swim around as a head, so just kept doing that for a while. Her father would check on her every other week in-between his own feeding and interactions with the small band of worshipers he managed to accumulate. Their interactions were brief, telepathically assuring one another of their safety before moving on. It was only until she was capable of growing her head large to consume larger animals that her father deemed it time to take her to their homelands in the abyss.

It was down in the Abyssal Plane where Zamentia really hit her stride. She met plenty of amazingly terrifying creatures who spent their days bragging to one another and trading olden secrets, but the most interesting peeps were the other newborns that would bask in the shadows of more powerful Abyssals. Zamentia proved to stand out from the crowd through sheer tenacity alone, leading journeys through old abyssal battlefields and being an all around social-go-getter. As time went on, she also began journeying with her father to the surface during his interactions with his followers, learning through them of a little something called Fashion. The bright clothes and colorful styles eventually consumed her mind, and she soon became the first Abyssal in centuries to craft her own clothing. Though these crafts were amateur at best, they proved one thing that hadn't been found in an Abyssal in ages: An acute interest in the Surface world.

Though confusing to her peers, this interest culminated when one of her fathers followers passed a note to her about Magma Core. The calling for her attendance had actually sparked a heated debate among those in the Abyssal Plane, as the millennia spent relatively cut off from the majority of the surface had left many content with keeping their distance. If Zamentia noticed the growing debates, she didn't comment, instead spending a few weeks on the surface among a family who had pledged allegiance to her father in order to conceive. So happy were they with the boy they received as a result that they even put up with her exacerbating lust for clothing... up until she was finally shipped off to Magma Core.


Crush/Love interest/Status: Open and Willing to start the Romanticizing of her very first Worshipers
Dorm Room: 14

Class Schedule:
BREAKFAST/FEEDING - 8:00am - 9:00am
1st Hour - 9:00am - 10:50am The Short History of Supernaturals and Mortals
2nd Hour - 11:00am - 12:00pm Choir
LUNCH/FEEDING - 12:00pm - 1:00pm
3rd Hour - 1:10pm - 3:00pm Shapeshifting and Imitation
4th Hour - 3:10pm - 4:10pm Culture Studies
5th Hour - 4:20pm - 6:10pm Mortal Language Courses
DINNER/FEEDING - 6:30pm - 7:30pm
Curfew - 10:30pm
( NeonRain hit me up with any edits you think I might need)​

 

[numbles]

"Don't you have half the mind to keep track of things?!"​

Full Name Maaleshiira Waesnorin
Titles Ms. W, Ms. Waesnorin
Nicknames

Age 482
Gender Female
Height 6'7"
Weight 165 lbs
Hair Color Silver
Eye Color Green
Species Elf
Powers Telekinesis

Sexual Orientation Pansexual
Romantic Orientation Panromantic

Likes Black coffee, cozy spaces, history
Dislikes Being interrupted, loquacious people

Personality

Bio WIP

Position Magma Core's Secretary
Marriage Status N/A
Children N/A

 

[CIVBIX]

Description/Image: (wait for it)

Full Name: Hiramoto Atsuhiro
Titles: Mr. Atsuhiro
Nicknames: Hiro (for friends if he had them), Cat mommy/king (also students), Despair (often used by students), Snake/Beast from Shiga (in wizard society)

Age: unknown
Gender: Male
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 162Ibs
Hair color: white
Eye Color: black
Species: wizard
Birthday: unknown
Sexual Orientation: unknown
Romantic Orientation: unknown
Powers: mostly uses mind reading but has lots of others as well
Likes: students who listen his lessons, sleep, coffe, cats
Dislikes: stupidity, carelessness, bullies, everything that wakes him up, cat abuse

Perso: He seems pretty cold and has high standards for his students but at the end of the day he really cares about them and will put himself at risk for them. He's pretty antisocial the only beings he is able to accept around him are his cats.
Bio: will be in rp

Teaches: psychology, the science of alchemy
Marriage Status: unknown
Children: unknown

 

[Noisy]

Full Name Velraine Kozakes
Titles: Professor, Doctor
Nicknames: Vel'koz, (You know where this may be going) Vel.

Age: 116,000 Years Old
Gender: N/a
Height: 6 ft 3 Inches from Eye To far back Tentacle
Weight: 132 lbs
Hair color: N/a
Eye Color: Purple
Species: Voidborn (Tentacle Monster)
Birthday: 12th of August (The day he arrived at the School)
Sexual Orientation: Doesn't Have (Tentacles don't count)
Romantic Orientation: Doesn't Care
Powers: Spacial Manipulation, Void Rifting. Disintegration.
Likes: Right Angles, Clean Floors, Information, Mathematics.
Dislikes: Obtuse Angles, Trash, Impatience, Assassins.

Perso: Emotionless, Studious. Since Velraine Kozakes is a voidborn creature that is from another dimension, he has no personality other than that he is always seeking new information.

Bio: (NOTE: HE IS SO OLD THAT A FULL BIO IS IMPROBABLE, so here is the story on why he's here.)
As a Voidborn creature, hailing from another dimension and world that is far different from the world he finds himself. He is the creature of information. So then when he had a chance encounter with a demon who was hopping through dimensions, who wanted to talk with Velraine. He spoke of his wife who was running a school for interesting creatures that were not the norm, and also some humans, who Velraine had seen before. Ever curious, he asked the demon where he came from, as to find this "school" and go there to obtain information. As he was leaving, the demon told Velraine his wife's name, Venesha Firehawrt.

Upon reaching the dimension that the demon spoke of, he came across A human looking woman with the features of a dragon (Something he'd seen before), and noticed, that unlike most creatures, who would run away from him, she approached him and hired him on the spot to be the janitor. An odd job for a void creature, sure, but once he was told that all he had to do was clean up messes, it would be much less annoying than having to obliterate everything in a mile wide area just to get research done.

In his fourth year of janitorial duties, the Astronomy teacher left a large mess in the classroom, and as Velraine was cleaning it (You know, by disintegrating it or throwing into another dimension) The teacher in question (Accidentally) walked into the direction of the trash and (May or may not have) had been disentigrated along with it. Immediately reporting it to the Headmistress, her only reply was: Guess you're the teacher now. And so it was that a voidborn creature, who became a janitor to discover new information, now has to teach a class about space. A Logical Outcome.

Teaches: Astronomy and Astronomical Readings, and Doubles as the Janitor
Marriage Status: (Can you guess)
Children: He Doesn't Reproduce, He is effectively immortal.

Quote: Knowledge through... Disintegration!

 

[CIVBIX]

Description/Image: (Not yet...)

Full Name: Naava
Titles: School Counselor
Nicknames: Auntie (by Natasha), Ms. Naava (for those students who don't want to call her by name)
Age: "It's impolite to ask woman this question"
Gender: female
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 109Ibs
Hair color: blond
Eye Color: blue
Species: Valkyrie
Birthday:
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Romantic Orientation: Demiromantic
Powers:
Likes: helping others, her students, children, arts, animals, teaching, meeting people, sweets
Dislikes: betrayal, cowards, lies, bullying, speciesism, loneliness, people asking about her age

Perso: She is warm hearted woman. Loves to joke with her students and talk with them. She's creative and loves all forms of art. She is very supportive and open minded you can talk with her about anything. She's lovely but if you attack people she cares about and you're dead.
Bio: (in rp)

Teaches: Basic and Advanced Aid
Marriage Status: In separation
Family Members:
Fey (sister)
Natasha Arsow (adoptive niece)

 

[NeonRain]

"If I had a True Name, it has long since been forgotten"

Name/s: "The Grim Reaper", "Death", "Angel of Death", "Netherworld Emissary", "Guide of Souls", "King Yama", "Hades", "Hel", "Magere Hein".... etc.

Nicknames: "Grim" or "Death" will do just fine.

Titles: Professor Grim or Doctor Death - personal favorites.

Age: unknown/imortal
Gender: Unknown (he/him pronouns)
Height: 14'0" usually. (though he can alter his height for convenience)
Weight: Unknown
Hair color: "Does it look like I have hair, child?"
Eye Color: "Well, clearly one of us blind."
Species: Reaper
Birthday: Unknown
Sexual/Romantic Orientation: "Because I just scream intimacy."



Powers;
Life Force Transfer - Transerfing the health of one being to another, can result in the passing of one or both entities.
Life Force Absorption - The ability to absorb one's life force to utilize later or save in storage - usually reserved for those he cares for. (very very few)
Dead Summoning - Can summon the dead, usually skeletons.
Teleport - Self-explanatory
Alter Perception - He can make someone think a certain way for a short period of time, usually lasting as long as two hours. Mostly emotion-based.
Invisibility - Self-explanatory
Invulnerability/Immortality - Is impervious to many things, mostly dying. He can be hurt but can not die.
Smoke Manipulation - He uses this to his advantage of looking creepy af
Blue Fire Manipulation - Piss him off enough and find out.

Likes: The quiet, Dolores - his Scythe, Candles, Himself, Violins/Fiddles, Dancing, The Misfortune of others, Bubble Baths.
Dislikes: Love, Romance, People, Loud people, Food, Dumb People.

Perso: Grim is a man of few pleasures, he cares very little for the opinion and affairs of others. He has few that are close to him to understand this, and he welcomes the attempted torment of others. It brings a warmth to him to watch such mischief. He loves to psyche people out with teasing them on the death of their loved ones, and he laughs hard when people bite the dust in stupid ways. He has plenty of stories on the deaths of others. However, Grim is a hard-working man and a bit of a workaholic. He takes his jobs very very seriously. He will laugh if you try to point out that all the names he claims to have are very different in background, he will lean down and say "Well if you know so much maybe you should teach us about the idiocies that are mortal humans?". He prides himself in how little he gives a fuck about everything. Well, except for his work. He likes to see to it things get done, and they do. Not always on time. But they get done.

Being as old as time itself, Grim has picked up plenty of hobbies. He enjoys playing the Fiddle and Violin, he can play Piano but let's be honest he isn't known for that. He also is a rather good dancer, if you want a perfect Tango partner he will give you a romantic dance to DIE for. He can also be incredibly crude and sarcastic, often being a jerk just to get a rise out of people. He doesn't tolerate tardiness, however, or stupidity. He has been known to throw failing students straight out of the window and almost off the island the main building is on. Straight into the Lava. He realyl wishes he could say Venesha's fury shook him to the core, rattled his bones and made him quiver with fear. But, alas he just doesn't give a fuck. He gives none in fact. He does whatever the hell he wants, and as far as he sees it, he could run the school if he really wanted to. It's a shame that he doesn't give a rats ass about the students half the time or he would. He just likes to teach the classes he assigned himself to.

Bio: "What is a life to be measured in? Because your clock is ticking, and stupid questions are a waste of it."
Grim showed up one day, out of the blue, Venesha's great grandmother questioned the disappearance of a few teachers. But, Grim merely shrugged it off and said they were a bit "Hung up". Apparently the man had altered their minds to the point of breaking and forced them to commit suicide via hanging themselves in the main lobby. Oh, he ruined many innocent people that day. He has been here ever since. Well. Really he's been everywhere, but he enjoys the simplicity of running a few classes, molding future minds. Venesha does not like him, but he could care less. He also has been running a Podcast/Radio Station behind every principal's back where he and whoever else wants to join can make fun of literally everything going on. Anyone can tune in.

Teaches: Necromancy, Competitive Dance Club, Human Mythology and Our Part, Band
Marriage Status: "That thing... humans invented to bind one together with another? The one that no one takes seriously? Uh huh... you see how your question is redundant right?"
Crush: Hashin

 

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Description/Picture:

Full Name: Aurora Crow

Nickname: Aur-Aur to her friends and only to her friends

Age: teenage, hates to tell actual age to people

Gender: Female

Height: uhm... tall. Actual height is unknown

Weight: unknown

Hair color: Purple

Eye Color: purple

Species: Witch

Birthday: Nov. 27

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Romantic Orientation: doesn’t exactly care. She’s more focused on surviving life.

Powers: Floatation, minor spells, (including healing, killing, and shape shifting, forcefields)

Year: 1st year

Clubs: theatre club

Sports: none

Likes: Amethysts, dark colors, mystery novels, pop music, the Internet, people who don’t bully her for being dark and edgy-ish

Dislikes: bright colors, bright light, analog clocks, people that just can’t get a grasp on how powerful she can be, weirdos, bullies

Perso: Aurora is pretty sassy, smart, and somewhat demanding. She will stop at nothing to get what she wants, no matter what it is. She has a dark, evil side, and sometimes that causes people to be injured, but never killed. She’s not that evil. She’s addicted to her smartphone, and keeps misplacing her spellbook. She had depression, (due to bullying) and sometimes has suicidal thoughts. She tries to stay positive though. She’s also overly dramatic. VERY overly dramatic.

Bio: Aurora grew up in a home of witches and wizards, and was raised to be a witch herself with her magical abilities. She has had very loving parents, and in the past she had been bullied for her witchcraft abilities, which eventually gave her depression. She tries to stay positive though, and has practiced fake smiles for years. She eventually dropped out of school, and her parents realized how severe the situation was. They went and searched for many schools, and she was then sent to Magma Core.

Crush/Love interest/Status: Open

Dorm Room: 9

Class Schedule:
BREAKFAST/FEEDING - 8:00am - 9:00am
1st Hour - 9:00am - 10:50am (or if you have Astronomy, 12:00am - 1:45:am)
2nd Hour - 11:00am - 12:00pm (Elective Class)
LUNCH/FEEDING - 12:00pm - 1:00pm
3rd Hour - 1:10pm - 3:00pm
4th Hour - 3:10pm - 4:10pm
5th Hour - 4:20pm - 6:10pm
DINNER/FEEDING - 6:30pm - 7:30pm
Curfew - 10:30pm

 

[AdmiralNeko]

Description/Image

Full Name: Sharlulim-Rasu
Titles: Master Alchemist, Professor of Circles and Ritual
Nicknames: Shar, The Mad Elf

Age: 314
Gender:Male
Height:5'2
Weight:105
Hair color: Snow White
Eye Color: Crimson (wears magic sealing glasses)
Species: Dokkalfar
Birthday: April 1st
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Romantic Orientation: Panromantic
Powers: Alkhymie - "the study, break down, construction and manipulation of the world and its various phenomena. Alchemy's dangerous granddaddy - and no there will not be a practical demonstration"
Likes: Books, his lab, music, sculpting, people watching, his personal space, tea, teaching, smoking
Dislikes:idle chatter, loud noises, crowds, being mistaken for a student, any kind of pet name

Perso: Shar in his "humble" opinion is a man married to his work - the perfection of an art long since abandoned due to the inherent dangers of its usage and the pioneer who will finally reach its end point. Outside of his personal pursuits, he's far more reasonable and approachable, so different is the contrast one would wonder if it was a different person. He's analytical to a fault, always out to 'break down and get to the essence of things' which can make him a questionable pick for emotional support but a great problem solver. Perhaps because of this, as a teacher he's very patient and often willing to re-explain and ensure people understand lectures along with putting ample time aside for extra help when needed. He is however weak to people more socially assertive and has been known for more than a few childish behaviors in such circumstances. Of course, it's when the gloves come off that he demonstrates his moniker to the fullest.

Bio: Shar was born a rather normal set of dark elf parents, and any semblance of normalcy stops there. While one could call it pedantic, he'd turned out suffering atavism to such a point it'd be hard to properly call him a real dark elf - hence his identification uses the term 'dokkalfar' both as a recognition of origin, and a statement of difference. This difference only grew more obvious as he aged - slower than his elven counterparts and lacked the same magical aptitude of which his kind are renown. Something about his make up made modern magics virtually impossible to any real degree - however thing like rituals, circles and other more ancient magics came with subconscious ease after he grasped their fundamentals - a discovery made as he isolated himself away in libraries.

His departure from elven lands took place as soon as he was able, and despite still being less mature biologically than his fellows, legally he was old enough and frankly no one minded his departure. It wasn't that he was hated, it was more the innocent cruelty of his minute differences from the norm being thrust in his face every day that drove him. But because of this, he came to find his passion, Alkhymie, first came analysis -something he'd mastered by the time he'd become a student. With little more than a glance, his eyes could see through most magics and gather many details...an art further refined as he dabbled in sculpting as his club activity back in the day. Still, things weren't so well mannered back then and it was in addressing his school bullies that his reputation for madness began - when he literally broke down his own bullies. Something that earned a prompt expulsion and he dropped off the face of the earth to "hone his art". It wasn't until 20 years ago he returned into the meaningful limelight of society to curiously become a teacher.

Teaches:The Science of Alchemy, Circle Magic and Rituals
Marriage Status: unwed
Children: none

 

[Dr.Wankpants]

Description/Picture:

Spoiler: Casual Clothing

Full Name: Dominic Farron
Nickname: The Tamer, The Hell Walker, and The Alpha
Age: 17 (Earthly wise), 316 (Hell years)
Gender: M
Height: 6"1
Weight: 167
Hair color: Red
Eye Color: Fully black with red pupils
Species: Half Demon
Birthday: October 9th
Sexual Orientation: Straight, but not intrested
Romantic Orientation: Straight, but not intrested
Powers: Demonic Communication, Demonic Familiar Summoning, Enhanced Aim, Strength, Speed, and Reflexes.
Year: 3rd Year
Clubs: None
Sports: None
Likes: Causing trouble, shooting, smoking,drinking, dogs, and cats
Dislikes: Authority Figures, Reading, and Math
Perso: The young teen Domonic the delinquent Demon Hunter. The thing any delinquent loves offensive humor and that rebel punk attitude, but unlike others he is genuinely smart and a tactical genuis. Well with a lot of swears in between each sentence.

His unique skill set of being a Demon Hunter who uses demons he has a wierd relationship with them. Domonic hates a majority of demons or is just indifferent towards them. He only goes for the demons with bounties on there head or one that has a reason to pick a fight with him.He also doesn't take himself seriously being care free most of the time.
Bio: Dominic parents where a mixed species couple. His father a demon and mom a human, but if you asked Dominic he would say they where both demons. They mentally abused him for years. The worst punishment was timeout.

Unlike most kids instead of standing in a corner he would be put into Hell for a day or more. This started when he was only 6 very quickly he learned to adapt for survival. Using the maze like terrain of hell to hide and run, but then one day he ended up seeing a Hellhound being attacked when he was 8.

Despite all insects he ran to the demon in aid and stood to the demon. The time he distracted the violent demon 2 other Hellhounds jumped onto the beast who attacked them tearing it to pieces.

As Dominic was a half demon he began to talk to the Hellhound and that started relationship between the 3 dogs and Dominic becoming The Alpha of the group.

Dominic then brought home the head of a demon home after his punishment and 3 Hellhounds behind him. His father was impressed and for the first time ever he got a gift. His custom made pistol that could shred demons."The Jackal".

For a few years up until he was 14 he used demons as target practice hunting them down maing him a excellent hunter while also living in hell. Then he came back after his long trip not seeing his parents in years. When he got home no one was there.

So he said "Fuck it". As time flows wierdly while in hell he is 17 if he where on earth all thoses years, but he has been in Hell for over a century. Making the best Demon Hunter and Trapper. He has metaphorical zoo of demons by his side. He has some powerful creatures, bit as he says himself "But where's the fun in that?".
Crush/Love interest/Status: He has no interest in gettting into a relationship settling with one night stands.
Dorm Room: 18, but usually stays in hell.
Class Schedule:
BREAKFAST/FEEDING - 8:00am - 9:00am
1st Hour - 9:00am - 10:50am
2nd Hour - 11:00am - 12:00pm (Elective Class)
LUNCH/FEEDING - 12:00pm - 1:00pm
3rd Hour - 1:10pm - 3:00pm
4th Hour - 3:10pm - 4:10pm
5th Hour - 4:20pm - 6:10pm
DINNER/FEEDING - 6:30pm - 7:30pm
Curfew - 10:30pm

 

[GrieveWriter]

Full Name: Hashin Zormaleck
Titles: Professor Zorm,
Nicknames: Hash, Zormie, Aleks

Age: 732
Gender: Female
Height: 7' 4"
Weight: 210 lbs
Species: Rift-Walker
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Romantic Orientation: Panromantic
Powers: Can travel immense distances by stepping through rifts, slow down time in small areas, Fly via levitation, and summon rift-bound monstrosities. Besides that her skin is actually constructed of a bone-like substance that's resistant to extreme temperatures. Will often have a plethora of floating hands hovering around her.
Likes: History, Art, Drama, Working, Literature, Teaching,
Dislikes: Laziness, Excessive sunlight, ruined books, The Idea of Sleeping
​

Personality: Despite her blatant inability to smile, Professor Zorm has quite a keen interest in the eccentricity of other beings. Having obsessively poured over the numerous events that eccentricity led to has made her quite the history buff. Using her abilities to study consistently for centuries, she's not one to take kindly to the idea of stagnation. Due to this she's got an almost psychotic disapproval of what she considers laziness. The thing is, due to her abilities, she's convinced herself that anything less than the same amount of effort she puts in is lazy. Taking a break? Laziness. Stopping for a snack? Laziness. Having to stop because you're physically incapable of doing nothing but work for all eternity? Laziness, laziness, downright laziness. Her obsession with her skewed Work vs. Laziness concept has led her to believe that hardly anyone can keep themselves from being lazy, and over time she's grown to regretfully accept it as a key part of others. So while she's given up on trying to force her impossible requirements on others, they still have to suffer her constant comments on it.

When she isn't teaching she's working in some other manner, either comparing notes or enriching herself with new knowledge. The closest thing to a past time she has is art, though even that she's managed to fit into her constant work. She greatly enjoys when others are active and doing interesting things, so she may actively encourage unruly behavior if only to keep them from being 'lazy'. To her, any activity is more enjoyable than inactivity, even if it mean disrupting her schedule to deal with the aftermath of those activities. Her unshakable frown and constant references to laziness have not endeared many a student to her, but her inhuman dedication to keeping active and productive makes her a valuable asset to the functions of the school.

Bio:​

Like many rift-walkers Hashin was probably a normal creature at one time. Thrown from the normal ebs and flows of space time, her earliest memories were a smorgasbord of sensual overload that renders the minds of most banished asunder. Whether for better or for worst, she managed to keep herself together, eventually joining the ranks of other rift-bound entities. Her memories of who she was or why she'd been torn through the rift in the first place were lost to her, and so she started life anew. Traveling amongst the rifts, she eventually learned to bend it to her will. Finally making her way back to some semblance of normalcy, Hashin found herself an outsider even amongst other supernaturals. But this status only allowed her to view the happenings of mortals and monsters with further clarity.

Hashin spent much of her first centuries as an involved observer, using her powers to keep track of cataclysmic events among as many species as possible. It was only when she hit her fourth century of life as a Rift-Walker that she realized that even with her powers, there were many events she couldn't possibly keep track of due to the sheer amount of things taking place across the realms. It was here where she began reading, accumulating a wide array of books that helped her keep track of things she missed. Soon she became less of an observer, relying more and more on books as time passed. By the time she first married, she was in possession of numerous tomes the likes of which would leave other scholars awed. Occasionally she would go to observe certain events from the sidelines, watching distantly as history was made before her time and time again.

After losing her fourth lover, Hashin had gone on to make a name for herself amongst the other scholars of the time, often travelling to great meetings of the minds of various species and origins. It was through these endeavors that she began truly coming into her own, using her vast array of knowledge to engage with others of like-minded intent. She was described as 'never being of compassionate character but of having such a degree of informative enthusiasm that most faults went unheard' by many of her peers, some of whom would even go on to publish studies alongside her. These peers helped her branch out a bit from her initial focus on history, eventually moving her to rack up knowledge of finer things. It was during these two centuries that she developed an understanding of sciences and the magical functions that differentiated the various supernaturals from one another.

It was soon after she became a widow for the fifth time that she began seeking to impart her knowledge onto others, beyond the scope of her fellow scholars. She had already displayed an aptitude for imparting information, and was just now willing to overlook the laziness of youth in order to give them finer tools to develop with. Having already spent half a century teaching at a magical college, she had more than enough references to get her into Magma Core, where she soon became one of the main staples of daily life.

Teaches: Realms and their History, Art and the History Humans never knew, Potion Brewing, Art Club
Marriage Status: Widowed
Children: Unknown
( NeonRain just tell me what to fix and I'll get right on it)

 

[RoyalPhoenix32]

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Chouko Qalli​

Life is

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Character's Name: Chouko Qalli

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Race: Summoner (A race that is humanoid but they can live as long as an immortal, if they choose to enter a pact, or live as short as a human. It just depends on the summon. For Chouko, sadly, she is akin to an immortal in her aging since she summoned a god, on accident.)

Sexuality/Romantic Orientation: Pan

Relation Status: Single

Birthday: Secret (Ryuujin's insistence on keeping her birthday a secret, paranoid dragon god)

Appearance:

• HEIGHT • 5'7" and 1.70 meters.

• WEIGHT • 89.4 kg and 197 lbs.

Build: Chouko isn't built for combat like her permanent summons can, being lithe and skinny.

Eye color: Chouko's eye color is hetero-chromatic, a hereditary gene she inherited when she became a summoner. One eye is burnt gold, while the other eye is a frothy dark blue. (Left=gold, right=blue)

Hair color/style: Chouko's hair color has undergone a bit of transition when activating the gene, it was originally akin to black wool, but now its brown with red nearly taken over. Her hair, while in the past it was short and easier to maintain, is now to her shins. Her hairstyles consists of keeping her hair from getting entangled in something or another. Ryujin has a secret love of styling her hair for the day, and she doesn't complain.

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Personality:
Past; Chouko was a loving soul. She didn't care about outward appearances but she was also highly naive since she was always couldn't see past what was told to her. She was told what it was and took it with a smile. She kept calm and was a voice of wisdom for her twin, whom always seemed to be the apple of their parents eyes. She never seemed to question many people about her choice when it came to life, she just followed what her twin wanted. She smiled at every turn whenever possible, as she felt the world was never a soiled place. She saw light in everything. Nothing was upsetting or could damage her.
Present; Chouko had changed drastically. No longer was she the loving and caring soul that everyone knew her as, she was different. She was no longer the naive child that went with everything people said nor would she take things at face value. She's calm, to the point nearly nothing fazes her, but it doesn't mean she's permanently calm. She outwardly displays she's calm almost all the time, except when in privacy of her own room or with her summon. Her emotions aren't dead, she just has a hard time displaying emotions now.

Class Schedule:
Breakfast 8am-9am
1st hour: 9:00am-10:50am Shapeshifting and Imitation
2nd hour: 11am-12pm Band (Chinese/Japanese instruments are what she will play)
Lunch/Feeding 12pm-1pm (The feeding part is Ryujin wanting her to see how others eat. To, once more, broaden her spectrum of knowledge.)
3rd hour: 1:10pm-3pm Magica for beginners (Though she knows about magic and such things, Ryujin drills her on making sure her magic isn't chaotic.)
4th hour: 3:10pm-4:10pm The Short History of Supernaturals and Mortals
5th hour: 4:20pm-6:10pm Realms and Their History (Ryujin picked this for her, so she could have a broader spectrum of knowledge when summoning.)
Dinner 6:30pm-7:30pm
Curfew 10:30pm

Likes: Listening to Ryuujin play music on the zither, drawing, and nature.
Dislikes: Being reminded of her past, interruptions to her drawing or Ryujin's music, and personal space invaded.

Illusion

Powers:
Summoning is self explanatory. She can summon things from paper permanently. The summons themselves, humanoids, are rendered unconscious for 3-5 hours of that time. But she can only summon 1 permanent one, and a few others temporary ones as well. She can also speak with them via her mind, but they don't know what she's thinking.
Limits:
Chouko has a limit of how many summons she can have at a time. 4 is the safest she can do. 1 permanent one to three temporary ones. She could push herself and summon 6 temporary summons but it comes at the cost of being unconscious for the rest of the day and the summons need her conscious to function. But not her single permanent summon, they function outside her sphere but they have their own limits and weaknesses.
Weaknesses:
Summoning has its weaknesses; the summoner and the summoned are unconscious, only permanent, for 3-5 hours. If the summoned is killed, the summoner loses a sense and said sense is rendered useless to be used ever again.

Her main power is akin to Paper charm magic but she has minor powers as well. Slight water manipulation (as part of summoning Ryujin), minor lightning/thunder manipulation (only able to make a spark appear in her hand), and slight metal manipulation (don't ask her how she's able to do so, she's just as confused about that minor power but Ryujin seems to know, he just not talking).

Of Time

Other:

Year: First
Clubs: Gardening Club
Sports: Swim, Fencing, or Jousting.
Dorm Room: Unassigned

Medical issue/quirk: Being a summoner, one that bloomed much later and had much more power than her twin, there are consequences to what summons she has. For each time a summon is killed, a permanent one, a sense is taken and rendered nigh impossible to be returned. It is a penance to pay for the power she has.

Family: Twin; dead. Mother; 'dead'. Father; 'dead'.

Origins:
Chouko was born to Minako and Renais, a pair of 'elite' summoners that was part of a council of summoners. Her twin, Chinko, was heir to their parents and Chouko was passed off to her 'aunt', a hired babysitter, to be raised, but she didn't care. She was happy she was able to see her older brother when she got the chance and not become mad like most twins would if one was chosen above the other. Her parents seemed to only care for her when schooling came and whenever tests came back, but as she got older and Chinko showed signs of being a summoner, she was sort tossed to the side to be care for by...her parents summons. While her parents only cared for her twin, her parents summons took care of her and showed her what summons could do. She was amazed at what they showed her, albeit a small amount of what they could do. She was 13 when her parents asked her and her twin to investigate an abandoned village somewhere in a valley. Her twin already had his summon and let her know she was unwanted, being an arrogant little dastard, before everything went to hell. A literal hell. She and her twin were separated by ghosts, many of whom had limbs torn off and heads lulling to the side. Or limbs floating next to them while they floated in midair. She hid in a small shrine in the village, shaking at what she saw.
'It began with a festival...'
A calming voice said, as a tall woman in a kimono appeared before Chouko but she was looking at the altar instead of her. Chouko, whom was sitting, stood up slowly and looked at the altar too, but everything seemed to be in a grayish void, like she was looking at everything in an very old movie. The tall woman, whom she had seen, was kneeling before the altar, crying for unknown reasons. Her hands seemed to be stained with blood and said hands were flat on the woman's face. Chouko wanted to move forward and comfort her but something held her back, an unknown force was rooting her feet to the ground, before the woman turned around and revealed her bloodied face. It seemed nothing was left of her nose and eyes, and the woman lunged at her, snarling unintelligent things at her. Chouko's eyes went wide and wanted to open her mouth to scream but instead of a scream, out flew a name. Ryujin. She then passed out after a shock went through her system.
She came to to see her twin heading to a pit, an endless pit, and struggled to get up, shouting at him to think about what he was doing. He merely looked at her with dead eyes.
"I hate you, Chouko. You were never my twin and never will be. Our parents will hunt you down and kill for what you've done."
He said before a face splitting grin erupted on his face and he walked off the edge, still grinning madly as he looked up at her as she looked down him. Once past the point of seeing, she then heard a sickening crack and thud. She left the village, now a ruin and no ghosts went after her. She was still herself, just shaken from seeing what she had seen, and went home. It was a mistake, once she crossed the threshold, she was smacked, and tossed back out onto the street. She wanted to look up to ask why to her parents but she didn't. Instead, she got up and looked at them with stone cold eyes.
"Your nothing but a pair of sickening lumps of flesh that bore me into this world. You think everything Chinko did was perfectly fine and drilled it into my head that I was to follow him and obey his every whim. Suck on the wounds you have and let them fester for all I care, my hands are washed clean of your actions. You cast this lot in life, yet I have my life to live. So good ridiance to you two sorry lumps of sickening flesh."
She said, before walking away. She was still 13 and needed a guardian. She was lucky when her own summon came to her rescue and became her 'guardian' in human terms. Four years and 9 months pass, and Chouko was sent that letter and went to the school, along with her summon.

Code by @Starfish

Summon​

Name: Ryujin Quinlong
Gender: Male
Age: "I'm not one to tell my age. I just know that while I look young, I'm very old."
Race: Dragon
Personality: "Ah, what my personality is likened to...Hm....I'm a calm person and don't express myself much. I'm not apathetic, I just have little care for others do and solely care for what my summoner thinks."

Appearance:
Hair style/color: He has long white hair, that reach his ankles. He doesn't have need to style his hair whichever way he wants. He simply snaps his fingers and his hair is done in a braid or some random updo style. But he takes his time fixing Chouko's hair. He likes the color of it and while many would say he is obsessed with her hair, he simply enjoys styling her hair since she rarely tries to style it herself, just a ponytail and its done.
Build: Ryujin's build suggests he isn't built for heavy lifting and battle but looks can be deceiving. He can lift up to a ton but anymore would make Chouko feel pressure all over her body.
Eye color: His eye color is quite a spectrum of color. It changes color, and it doesn't even change to his mood. Everyday his eyes change color, the same color.

Powers: "I have many powers at my disposal but can only use the bare minimum, which is water manipulation. With having a summoner, I have a set amount of limits and weaknesses to myself as I am not fully able to wield my full power unless I want my summoner to become torn apart from the inside out."
Ryujin can use water manipulation, controlling water with just either a flick of his wrist or twist of his body. He is limited to how much water he can control and how long it can last in liquid state. 5-10 liters of water is the most he can do safely without making Chouko appear to be gasping for air. The water can last up to an hour in liquid form but the longer it stays in liquid form, the more Chouko appears to be becoming blue. He can pass a blessing onto Chouko to allow her to breath underwater but it only extends to her and her alone. With water being as it is, Ryujin is highly weak to electricity and any sort of lightning based attack. If he were to try and extend how much water he uses or has the water remain in its liquid state, Chouko would begin to suffocate as the water begins to choke her.

 

[RoyalPhoenix32]

Lixue Thorn​

"Mystery"

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Character's Name: Lixue Thorn

Nicknames: Thorns, Snow, and her fav; witch doctor

Gender: Female

Age: 29 (Is actually 900 years old, will not tell youth secret. Bad)

Birthday: Secret (Good luck trying to get her birthday wrung out of her)

Race: Witch Doctor/Shapeshifter

Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance:

• HEIGHT • 5'9" and 1.75 meters.

• WEIGHT • 73 kg and 160.9 lbs.

Build: Very lean and lanky, but has enormous strength

Eye color: Heterochromatic; one eye is blood red and the other is sky blue

Hair color/style: Lixue's hair is done in many fashions and will repeatedly change her hair for the hell of it.

"Deeper"

Personality:
Lixue has many a mask around people but she does not speak much. Speaks only in a flat tone and hardly gives a fuck. Speaks in third sometimes.

"And deeper"

Powers:

Lixue has many powers. Many of which are elemental in nature but she does not flaunt them so hastily. She only uses what she can and only calls upon her other powers when it is dire. She also has a couple zombie dogs...They are harmless except when their owner is harmed.

Clothes: Wears doctor's coat and footwraps on her feet. She does not understand the concept of underwear...It messes with her transformations.

"Before it consumes you"

Other:

Likes: Lixue does not have many likes and will not say them.

Dislikes: Lixue will not say what her dislikes are.

Shapeshifting forms: Sabercat:

Man (multiple):

Eagle:

^Small version only
Lixue does have other forms but these three or the only ones she uses when on campus.
Origins:

History/Bio: Lixue knows not where to begin her tale. She was born in a jungle and listened to the spirits, they say go to where a fallen star is. She goes to where the star is...She had traveled to a desert, frozen tundras, hellish abysses, and finally the heavens themselves. She had seen the angels themselves kill people to get souls but she releases them before becoming like death itself....She misses her friends in that realm but the angels would be angry if she stayed longer than needed. So she goes, finds a place where children are and many creatures that fascinate her mind. She will say nothing to anyone about her past.

Teaches: Demonology and Angelology
Marriage Status: Single (and will remain single)
Children: None

Code by @Starfish

 

[RoyalPhoenix32]

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Name: Gerrant Artemidoros
Nicknames: He rather prefer not being given one but his parents nicknamed him Light, reason is in powers and back story.
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: March 30
Age: 17
Race: Hybrid Dragon (has some inclination but still stumped)
Sexuality/Romantic Orientation: Pan
Appearance:
• HEIGHT • 5'9" and 1.75 meters. <---Human form, Dragon form (when he unlocks it)---->• HEIGHT • 29' 03"
• WEIGHT • 73 kg and 160.9 lbs. <-----Human form, Dragon form-----> • WEIGHT • 22,679,618.5 kg and 50,000,000lbs (25,000t)
Build: A bit on the lithe side but he has muscles
Eye color: A silver blue with a mix of amethyst and gold
Hair color/style: Gerrant's hair is a burnt gold color but his hair is cut short in the front but the back is long so its braided in the back.
Powers: Gerrant has the unique ability to manipulate light. At present he can't do much as he hasn't hit his puberty (in a sense) yet. The most he can do is heal some wounds and make balls of light. But when he begins to use too much light energy, he overheats and could potentially roast himself from the inside out if not careful.
Year: 2nd
Sports: Jousting or Fencing
Clubs: Poetry and Art club
Likes: Fruits, books, and dancing to music
Dislikes: Sugar, a certain plant (will not say which one), and haughty people

Personality:
Gerrant is a very much down to earth kind of person. Not much ticks him off but he does have a temper underneath his skin, its just...hard to bring it to light. He has random moments of having a different persona than what he is and it really freaks him out when it happens. Because he has no memory of such a thing happening. He's just a kind of person that tends to blend into the background, not bothering people and leaving them to their own business. If you become his friend, you have a very huggy and overprotective person looking after you. He doesn't care about personal space, has to be constantly reminded of that by his friends, those who actually value him. He's all smiles and calming matter to them.

Origins: Gerrant was raised with quite a few other kids, his parents were two female supernaturals; A sylph and a vetter. In his mind, they were mom and dad. That's where happiness ends. Having quite a number of kids in the house, they had to work near constantly to keep them fed, clothed, and a roof over their heads. He was happy about it but his siblings, him being the youngest, didn't seem to care about house rules. Weekly parties and random people getting drunk in the house, it really drove his parents through the roof when they come home to the disaster waiting. They were always forgiving to his older siblings and they never once told them of what behind closed doors. Smiles and laughs turn into shouts, yelling, screaming, and hitting. It was like a contest to see who was on top and who was strongest, he hid all the time when it happened and more then once pulled out by his oldest brother to be shown what noises were going on in his room, even if he was too young to understand it. He had three older brothers and two older sisters.
This went on for years, you'd think he had become an abnormally shy person with how often his older siblings yelled and screamed around him, but he didn't as one older sibling was actually highly kind to him and went out of her way to be there for him when the others were being rowdy. She was only a couple years older than him but she loved him like a sibling would. It was she that saved his life from the fire and she who passed when she asked for him not to over tax himself trying to heal her. Everyone except his sister survived the fire. His older siblings had played a silly prank by locking his room and then taking it up a notch by setting the house on fire. His second oldest sister was in his room when she smelled the smoke, and rushing him out of the fire, almost pinned underneath a beam if it hadn't been for his hearing, before getting him out. She had suffered while the others didn't. He wanted them to suffer but once his parents got home that very night, he was the only one to be with a home. The others were given up for adoption. He was only 6 when Estrild passed. And she gave him his nickname of Light. His parents switched gears, taking him to counseling and trying to ensure nothing was forever ingrained into him about that night. Only her words; 'Do not let anyone get to you and do not try to get back at them. Be yourself for the rest of your days, little brother...'

Quirk: Gerrant has two pairs of wings on his back but they are feathered, colored a burnt gold like hair thought a few shades lighter. When resting, they are small, unmoving, and covered by thick skin. At the present they are hidden underneath thick skin on his back, once they come out, he gains the dragon aspect of being a hybrid. But by no means is it a painless.

Crush/Love Interest/Status: Single (pm if interested)
Dorm #: 16
Class Schedule:
Breakfast
1st hour Supernatural Being Studies
2n hour Study Hall
Lunch/Feeding
3rd hour Runestone Reading
4th hour The Magic of Herbology
5th hour Algebra
Dinner
Curfew

Dragon Form: (when its unlocked)