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Name: Emma “Em” Fields (Also known infamously as Death Incarnate)
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:

It doesn’t help her case that she looks so much like her father. It doesn’t help her case that she has Resting Boss Face Syndrome. It doesn't help her case that's she reaches 6'3" in height. It doesn't help that she is very noticeably muscular. It doesn’t help her case that she has such an usual hair and eye color. It doesn’t help her case that when she smiles, it looks like a smirk. It doesn’t help her case that she fits the image of a super villain’s daughter.
Emma has long lavender hair that stretches past her waist with a slight wave. She styles her hair to have her bangs cut to hide her sharp, violet eyes in shadows. Her skin is pale, deathly so some would say, except for the skin affected by the acid. It is a dark, sinister black, darker than the darkest night, like death some would say. She looks out of place in the light colored, cute, preppy clothes that she wears as though she were meant to wear all black and lace and leather instead. While her clothes change constantly like any other normal teenage girl, the things that stay constant are her gloves, black thick gloves to her wrists.
Power:
Born to a super powered couple, they were happy when their daughter was born with enhanced strength. It was ordinary, it was useful, it could be used to help people.
But, around the time puberty hit her, a little earlier than most, so did her other power. She woke to a horrific smell and found that her bed was melting under her fingertips. Not the soft, gentle melt like “he melted into my hands” or whatever. No, it was dissolving as if being eaten away by acid. So, she did what any rational person would do – she screamed. She screamed until her parents ran into her room. Her mother, a gifted alchemist, worked out that her index fingertips were producing this mysterious acid that melted anything it came in contact with, except, strangely, Emma herself. She went to her lab right away and produced a temporary fix, gloves that she could wear that were impervious to this acid and could contain it. It would only be for a little while, her mom said, until she could find a cure. But, as time passed, the acid started to slowly creep up her body and showed no signs of stopping. Her mom provided more temporary fixes, more clothes she could wear to contain the acid. But, before she could discover a cure, she was murdered.
Now, Em’s hands up to her wrists produce this toxin, and it looks as though it could consume her whole body, making it harder to keep the indiscriminate power from hurting anyone.
Personality:
Emma has a lot to prove. Not just to literally everyone else, but to herself too. She has been branded as Death Incarnate and that’s not an easy title to shake. They label her as a curse, a misfortune to all humanity, and it’s hard to hear that almost all your life and not believe it. She didn’t ask to be born with such dangerous powers. She didn’t ask her father to go crazy and kill, well, quite a few people.
So, she has one goal in mind: become the greatest superhero the world has ever seen. She seeks to claw her way out of the scummy status society has put her in. She wants to prove to the world that she is good. She wants to prove to herself that she is good. After all, if her father can snap and kill a whole bunch of people, she could too.
Until that happens, she is going to show everyone her good side. How she is sweet, reserved, polite, caring, soft-spoken, smart, patient, slow to anger, strong, gentle, and likes cute things.
And hide all her flaws. How she has violent nightmares, lives in the constant fear of becoming like her father, is in constant burning pain where her skin has turned black, has a fierce, blind rage when she does become angered, can’t control her powers, is stubborn, and has a terrible and very reasonable fear of killing herself and everyone she loves.
History:
Everyone knows that Villains are incapable of love. They don’t have a soul, they don’t have a heart, they don’t have wives or families. They create temporary partnerships, forged for the sole reason of producing a powerful heir to their evil empire. This heir is a weapon, not a person, of death and destruction. Everyone knows that.
Emma is a product of Circumstance. Literally, that’s her father’s name. One of the most feared, ruthless super villains of his time. Some say he created her in a lab, combining the most deadly of ingredients to produce his monster of a daughter. Some say he sold whatever was left of his soul to demons to be given one of their own.
She says she was born to a Mr. and Mrs. Thomas and Haley Fields.
Some say Circumstance was not born so much as created, birthed by the heavy hatred that lingered in the world.
She says that he was not born Circumstance, but took on that role after her mother’s death.
Some say her mother was a villain, too, but was finally subdued by righteous heroes.
She says that her mother was a victim of circumstance with a lowercase c, murdered in cold blood by a renowned super hero company thatt could not risk their reputation by owning up to the incident.
Some say that Circumstance was a cold blooded killer, murdering supers left and right, not caring about the innocents that stood in his way.
She says that he was blinded by revenge, healing in the worst possible way, killing anyone with ties to the company.
Some say it took fifteen superheroes to finally subdue him and lock him away in a maximum security prison.
She says that he turned himself in when an innocent person got caught in the crossfire of his revenge.
Some say that Em is deadly, Death Incarnate, a curse to all who come in contact with her.
She says they’re right.
Class Band Type: Necklace is the best choice for now.
Class Level: Level One


Short paragraph about getting your Enrollment Acceptance letter (Wanna see how you roleplay):

“I got in, Dad.” The words were just a mumble as the girl waved the letter half-heartedly. She gave a weak smile, but kept her head down, her eyes averted.
She didn’t like seeing him in here, drugged and shackled, suspended off the ground, no longer treated as a human. She wondered if he even knew that she came to visit him. She wondered if he could hear her.
“The letter came yesterday when I got back home from our visit. I know you’d be proud. I-“ Her words caught in her throat, but she swallowed her feelings up. “I was really worried I might not get in, that I wasn’t good enough, but I studied and worked really hard, Dad. I worked really hard.” Her last sentence switched from a mumble to a whisper as all her mixed emotions started to creep up on her again. She, the daughter of two infamous supervillains, labeled Death Incarnate, was going to a school for superheroes. She really didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry. So, she settled for something easier, a half-smile. She lifted her head and her eyes met his and for the first time since before he was imprisoned in this hole, his gaze seemed clear. He almost seemed coherent.
“I’m going to make you proud, Dad. I’m going to be the great superhero the world has seen.” Not like the corrupt ones we have now – she didn’t say that out loud. But she felt he knew and she felt that he was proud.
“I’m going to be the greatest superhero the world has ever seen,” She repeated, more to herself this time. Then, she thought she heard it, just a slight, barely there whisper.
“I know you will be, Em.”

 

[Lunar]

Name: Emma “Em” Fields (Also known infamously as Death Incarnate)
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:

It doesn’t help her case that she looks so much like her father. It doesn’t help her case that she has Resting Boss Face Syndrome. It doesn’t help her case that she has such an usual hair and eye color. It doesn’t help her case that when she smiles, it looks like a smirk. It doesn’t help her case that she fits the image of a super villain’s daughter.
Emma has long lavender hair that stretches past her waist with a slight wave. She styles her hair to have her bangs cut to hide her sharp, violet eyes in shadows. Her skin is pale, deathly so some would say, except for the skin affected by the acid. It is a dark, sinister black, darker than the darkest night, like death some would say. She looks out of place in the light colored, cute, preppy clothes that she wears as though she were meant to wear all black and lace and leather instead. While her clothes change constantly like any other normal teenage girl, the things that stay constant are her gloves, black thick gloves to her wrists.
Power:
Born to a super powered couple, they were happy when their daughter was born with enhanced strength. It was ordinary, it was useful, it could be used to help people.
But, around the time puberty hit her, a little earlier than most, so did her other power. She woke to a horrific smell and found that her bed was melting under her fingertips. Not the soft, gentle melt like “he melted into my hands” or whatever. No, it was dissolving as if being eaten away by acid. So, she did what any rational person would do – she screamed. She screamed until her parents ran into her room. Her mother, a gifted alchemist, worked out that her index fingertips were producing this mysterious acid that melted anything it came in contact with, except, strangely, Emma herself. She went to her lab right away and produced a temporary fix, gloves that she could wear that were impervious to this acid and could contain it. It would only be for a little while, her mom said, until she could find a cure. But, as time passed, the acid started to slowly creep up her body and showed no signs of stopping. Her mom provided more temporary fixes, more clothes she could wear to contain the acid. But, before she could discover a cure, she was murdered.
Now, Em’s hands up to her wrists produce this toxin, and it looks as though it could consume her whole body, making it harder to keep the indiscriminate power from hurting anyone.
Personality:
Emma has a lot to prove. Not just to literally everyone else, but to herself too. She has been branded as Death Incarnate and that’s not a hard title to shake. They label her as a curse, a misfortune to all humanity, and it’s hard to hear that almost all your life and not believe it. She didn’t ask to be born with such dangerous powers. She didn’t ask her father to go crazy and kill, well, quite a few people.
So, she has one goal in mind: become the greatest superhero the world has ever seen. She seeks to claw her way out of the scummy status society has put her in. She wants to prove to the world that she is good. She wants to prove to herself that she is good. After all, if her father can snap and kill a whole bunch of people, she could too.
Until that happens, she is going to show everyone her good side. How she is sweet, reserved, polite, caring, soft-spoken, smart, patient, slow to anger, strong, gentle, and likes cute things.
And hide all her flaws. How she has violent nightmares, lives in the constant fear of becoming like her father, is in constant burning pain where her skin has turned black, has a fierce, blind rage when she does become angered, can’t control her powers, is stubborn, and has a terrible and very reasonable fear of killing herself and everyone she loves.
History:
Everyone knows that Villains are incapable of love. They don’t have a soul, they don’t have a heart, they don’t have wives or families. They create temporary partnerships, forged for the soul reason of producing a powerful heir to their evil empire. This heir is a weapon, not a person, of death and destruction. Everyone knows that.
Emma is a product of Circumstance. Literally, that’s her father’s name. One of the most feared, ruthless super villains of his time. Some say he created her in a lab, combining the most deadly of ingredients to produce his monster of a daughter. Some say he sold whatever was left of his soul to demons to be given one of their own.
She says she was born to a Mr. and Mrs. Thomas and Haley Fields.
Some say Circumstance was not born so much as created, birthed by the heavy hatred that lingered in the world.
She says that he was not born Circumstance, but took on that role after her mother’s death.
Some say her mother was a villain, too, but was finally subdued by righteous heroes.
She says that her mother was a victim of circumstance with a lowercase c, murdered in cold blood by a renowned super hero company thought could not risk their reputation by owning up to the incident.
Some say that Circumstance was a cold blooded killer, murdering supers left and right, not caring about the innocents that stood in his way.
She says that he was blinded by revenge, healing in the worst possible way, killing anyone with ties to the company.
Some say it took fifteen superheroes to finally subdue him and lock him away in a maximum security prison.
She says that he turned himself in when an innocent person got caught in the crossfire of his revenge.
Some say that Em is deadly, Death Incarnate, a curse to all who come in contact with her.
She says they’re right.
Class Band Type: Necklace is the best choice for now.
Class Level: Level One


Short paragraph about getting your Enrollment Acceptance letter (Wanna see how you roleplay):

“I got in, Dad.” The words were just a mumble as the girl waved the letter half-heartedly. She gave a weak smile, but kept her head down, her eyes averted.
She didn’t like seeing him in here, drugged and shackled, suspended off the ground, no longer treated as a human. She wondered if he even knew that she came to visit him. She wondered if he could hear her.
“The letter came yesterday when I got back home from our visit. I know you’d be proud. I-“ Her words caught in her throat, but she swallowed her feelings up. “I was really worried I might not get in, that I wasn’t good enough, but I studied and worked really hard, Dad. I worked really hard.” Her last sentence switched from a mumble to a whisper as all her mixed emotions started to creep up on her again. She, the daughter of two infamous supervillains, labeled Death Incarnate, was going to a school for superheroes. She really didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry. So, she settled for something easier, a half-smile. She lifted her head and her eyes met his and for the first time since before he was imprisoned in this hole, his gaze seemed clear. He almost seemed coherent.
“I’m going to make you proud, Dad. I’m going to be the great superhero the world has seen.” Not like the corrupt ones we have now – she didn’t say that out loud. But she felt he knew and she felt that he was proud.
“I’m going to be the greatest superhero the world has ever seen,” She repeated, more to herself this time. Then, she thought she heard it, just a slight, barely there whisper.
“I know you will be, Em.”

Accepted!

 

[Lunar]

Thank you!!
Can I just jump in whenever?

Sure, maybe be a student thats already in the classroom.
Please read all of the posts before you post so you can know whats going on.

 

[Lunar]

I was thinking that maybe the school wanted her to come later than everyone else because of her reputation?
Also, I will deleted all my ooc posts on here when I'm done!

Well it is the first day for all first years and in IRL time it may be some time for that to happen so idk its up to you, just the pacing of the RP makes me assume itd be a couple days at least for time to move forward.

 

[Lunar]

What do you mean? Could you elaborate please?

Well the RP has been up for a week and we are just now getting into the homeroom. If the school was wanting to put someone in later to protect them, it'b be a few days later at least, not a few hours or minutes.

Also im sure most of the students here won't know who you are at first so your past might be hidden for now?

 

[Lunar]

Oh, I just meant like not have her on the train but like be driven there separately.
But, I will do as you say!! She will already be there!

OHHH
ok then nvm youre fine
enter as you wish!!!

 

[Shame]

Name: Tenko “Fox” Amagai/ Kagami
Age: Sixteen/ Immortal
Gender: Male/ Female
Race: Human/ Goddess
Appearance:

Spoiler: Fox

It’s been almost a year since becoming a vessel and Fox is very different.
He used to be a typical Japanese teenager. His shaggy hair was black, his eyes brown, his skin had warm undertones, and his height was average(for a Japanese boy anyway). All of that changed when Kagami moved in.
Now, Fox is a wiry sixteen year old, reaching the height of an even six foot. His hair has faded to a dark grey and almost reaches his broad shoulders (Kagami pitches a fit whenever he even suggests getting it cut). His eyes, likewise, have faded to a grey and are framed by long, dark eyelashes. His skin, still just as pale, now has cool, blue undertones. His lips are thin and curve downward into a natural frown. His style could be described as comfortable as he usually just wears converse, jeans, a t-shirt, and an oversized hoodie. Kagami absolutely hates this and often fights for him to wear literally anything else. Sometimes, she wins and he will be forced to wear button down shirts, slacks, and something called “wholecut oxfords” (which he doesn’t even know where or how she managed to get them).

Spoiler: Kagami

While Kagami cannot manifest in her true form, she can take control of Fox’s body, and it changes to reflect as such. His grey hair lightens to a bluish silver and grows to his now fuller hips. His eyes become lighter in color and wider. His lips and chest become plumper while his shoulders and waist become narrower. She maintains his height and build. All in all, she looks like she could be Fox’s sister.
Power:
Vessel to Kagami, the Mirror Goddess
Fox’s power with Kagami is limited, much to the Goddess’s chagrin. While he remains in control, he can only tell whether someone is lying and travel between mirrors. However, when she is control, she cannot access those powers anymore but can instead change her image to become the mirrored form of whoever she chooses, use mirrors to see(but not hear) people or objects far away or even from the past, and can make anyone only tell the truth while she maintains eye contact with them.
Despite Fox being possessed by a Goddess, he does not have any of the other added benefits. His life expectancy is still that of a mortal, he is not invulnerable, he does not have superhuman senses or strength. Kagami does, however, drain his energy and he eats and sleeps a lot more as a result. She often takes over his body when he is sleeping as he will not be aware.
Personality:
Fox doesn’t see the point in bothering to exert effort in anything unless necessary; thus he comes off as lazy. He is surprisingly clever and smart, though, able to solve complex math equations in his head and such. The irony that he often creates more work for himself by trying to get out of work is not lost on him. He is rather passive, calm, and seemingly apathetic. It is rare for him to become interested in something to the point of genuinely wanting to do something on his own accord. When he does decide to exert effort, he will stubbornly put all of his power into it, not stopping until he is successful, even at his own expense. He hardly talks and seldom raises his voice. However, he does seem to be irritated often (especially with Kagami), rarely smiles, and has never been seen to laugh. That being said, he is very kind, caring, and loyal, willing to (sometimes) put in effort for other people, but never for himself.

Kagami is almost the complete opposite of Fox, much to his annoyance. As her human counterpart says, “She is always set to eleven and has no off switch.” She can’t just be happy, she is exuberant. She can’t just be sad, she is inconsolable. She can’t just be angry, she is furious. She is full of an unending supply of energy, always moving, always needing to fill the silence. She is a huge flirt, making a move on anyone that moves. It helps her that she is very comfortable in her (Fox’s) body and doesn’t have any problem showing skin (which often gets her into a lot of trouble, mostly with Fox).
However, one should not be fooled. Kagami doesn’t exactly like to follow the rules of human society. While she seems oblivious and like an airhead, she is quite sharp and observant. She is also quite mischievous and rather enjoys manipulating, meddling, and playing pranks. Though she has no malicious intent, it isn’t rare for her pranks to go a little too far. She doesn’t really care for humans beyond purpose of play (or at least that’s what she tells herself) and thus does not bother getting close to others emotionally. She is quite vain, however, and can be easily manipulated with praise.
History:
Kagami and Fox were not always such a duo.
Kagami was once a minor goddess (not that she will ever admit it) residing in the world of mirrors. When mankind began to develop mirrors themselves, she reveled in having new playthings. She played pranks, scared them, had fun. Until a famous Japanese exorcist was called to do away with her. The exorcist managed to pull her out of her world, but could not vanquish her. Instead, he sealed her within his own body, able to control and contain her in a way. When he passed away, she thought she was free, but she was sucked into his child. So this continued until she came to possess Kyoko Amagai. Kyoko wanted to use Kagami’s abilities for good and became a superheroine under Kagami’s name. Kagami was praised for Kyoko’s good deeds and was happy. But then, when it seemed as though nothing bad could ever happen, Kyoko was struck down by the insane supervillain Circumstance. Kagami was forced from Kyoko’s body and into her son’s. Circumstance turned himself in immediately afterwards, but Kagami saw in her mirror that his daughter was to attend Universe University. Bent on revenge, Fox applied and was accepted.
Class Band Type: Bracelet
Class Level: One

Short paragraph about getting your Enrollment Acceptance letter:​

“Hayaku! You’re driving me crazy. Stop staring at it and open it already!”
Fox sighed heavily, turning the letter over in his hand for what had to be the fifteenth time. But who was counting? Oh, Kagami definitely was.
“This is nuts, Mi,” Fox muttered, almost feeling Kagami roll her eyes as he called her by the hated nickname he gave her.
“Okay, first off, Kagami is three syllables. It’s not that hard to say. Second, it’s not nuts! Kyoko is- was… Kyoko was murdered, plain and simple. You and I both want the satisfaction of seeing that we have revenge! So, open it already! Let’s get this musume!”
Fox sank back into the dining room chair, his grey eyes trailing across the ceiling. It was so lonely in this big house now, with the only laughter to fill the place being Kagami’s almost maniacal giggles. He closed his eyes and he could almost see her, welcoming him home, an apron hanging crookedly around her neck, stained with pancake batter, the only thing she knew how to make. Well, she knew how to make burnt pancakes, anyway. She’d always get distracted and forget to flip them in time. Fox told her they were her favorites anyway and much to the disagreement of his taste buds, he always ate them. Without her, it felt like the sun went out but he was the only one that noticed.
Not for the first time, he was glad Kagami couldn’t read his mind, only hear what she told her directly.
“Alright,” he finally said, sitting up again in his seat and opening his eyes. “You’re right. Let’s do this.”
He was also glad that he was the one person that could lie to her because maybe he was lying to himself, too.