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MaskyOrGhosty

Your Local Psychopath & Goddess of Death :3
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Main Character

Beau | Arde
Nickname(s):
Kuni, 'Queen', Little Skirmisher
Preferred Name: Beau
Gender: Cis-Male
DOB/Age: 10/12/2009 = 15 Years
Height: 5'4
Species: Shapeshifter (For Humans He Seen)

Backstory:

As high in status as he could be, Beau never really got to meet his father. Pictures were all a blur-the same to memories of birth. His mother only gave a small reasoning to the reason of his disappearance. Beau figured it was more than just a divorce, but he didn't question his only other guardian. Well, it wasn't really his only other guardian. Beau had a nanny-a baby sitter-to take care of him. His mother didn't know how to cook, so his care-taker taught him how to do it so when he grew up he learned how to starve off hunger.

Though, at a time when the whole house was set alight, his care taker was left behind and burned to a crisp. With so much emotion-now often hidden-he was looking at his own mirror in his room when he realized he was taller. And, his reflection shown one of his nanny. But as soon as he blinked, everything turned back to normal as if just a dream. Beau figured he was hallucinating, but similar events caused him to turn around and rethink his life. What is happening to him?

Beau learned to see that it wasn't ordinary, but he could shapeshift. He'd practice with his family members figures in secret, not so sure about everything just yet. He couldn't hold the form for long, either, with all due respect to his inexperience. Beau thought he'd be able to keep up form longer in the future-yet he didn't dare go asking about if similar things were happening to others. Of course not! They all would be acting a bit stifly than normal...then again, he hadn't been found out yet.

Personality:

Beau, carrying the traits of an ambiverted person (leaning introvert), has a strong animosity to other people. Whether it was gained from his past or secured into his brain since birth, Beau himself hadn't really changed. Only a core point had really made an impact on him. Despite the contemptness towards beings, Beau is also plenty unscrupulous. Fairness only occurs to him when it has something to do with his own problem, revealing the true selfish colors of his. The sadist Beau is, he enjoys reveling in the sight of others hurt-an intrusive thought almost always getting let out. It may sound evil, but that isn't all of what he's made of.

Sometimes, he can be situated with a kitten. Kittens have the personality of a tsundere, what Beau is too in all ways. He wears a protective border to hide any fear, replacing it with cynicism. He would hide his tears while sleeping, not breaking a single sweat when the sun rose up. A two faced boy with a shattered heart. But that is indeed a lot of negative things to say about Mr. Arde. Beau can easily, since most likely always sitting back (unless his anger is provoked), observe things from great distance. It is a great sense out of the 5 he wields, using this particular one to social advantage.

Like mentioned before, he has a temper. Being short-fused would also mean his resilience gets knocked right off the bat. Any insult would make him flare up, spouting insults to the very target until they have no choice but believe his own words. That is the manipulative side-scary quite, but used in secretive ways those around him don't even know he's tricking them. Beau can also hide secrets well-trust worthy so long he has reason to keep anything inside. He could also come around as arrogant, if other people really got to know him a bit better. But there wasn't much to prove himself in that theory, so he's mistaken with a level headed person. That is utterly wrong.

Appearance:
(Beau has a separate form where his tails, horns, and eyes change/appear + Full on dragon form)
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Grade Level: Sophomore
Parental Figure(s): Véronique Arde & Alderic Arde
Siblings: N/A
Extra: Beau always wears the smallish golden chain symbolizing a bell around his neck.

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Beau Arde~



" The key to power is always control. "






















As high in status as he could be, Beau never really got to meet his father. Pictures were all a blur-the same to memories of birth. His mother only gave a small reasoning to the reason of his disappearance. Beau figured it was more than just a divorce, but he didn't question his only other guardian. Well, it wasn't really his only other guardian. Beau had a nanny-a baby sitter-to take care of him. His mother didn't know how to cook, so his care-taker taught him how to do it so when he grew up he learned how to starve off hunger.

Though, at a time when the whole house was set alight, his care taker was left behind and burned to a crisp. With so much emotion-now often hidden-he was looking at his own mirror in his room when he realized he was taller. And, his reflection shown one of his nanny. But as soon as he blinked, everything turned back to normal as if just a dream. Beau figured he was hallucinating, but similar events caused him to turn around and rethink his life. What is happening to him?

Beau learned to see that it wasn't ordinary, but he could shapeshift. He'd practice with his family members figures in secret, not so sure about everything just yet. He couldn't hold the form for long, either, with all due respect to his inexperience. Beau thought he'd be able to keep up form longer in the future-yet he didn't dare go asking about if similar things were happening to others. Of course not! They all would be acting a bit stifly than normal...then again, he hadn't been found out yet.





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Full Name: Alfred Mwezi
Nickname(s): Moony
Preferred Name: Alfred
DOB/Age: 16/7/2008, or 16 years old
Height: 6'3
Species: Wizard, slowly becoming a wooden doll
Backstory: He's lived a life of comfort and luxury, never having to really go through hard or uncomfortable experiences. He has not had a lot of interaction with his family, them being moreso ghosts in his life so he took a strange interest in psychology to fill that hole of human interaction; learning different disorders and how they work. For this reason he has the tendency to try and figure out people and what makes them tick. Most of his life until this point was just that: read psychology, try to figure out people, go to school, get passing grades. That was it. That was all it was ever going to be. He was going to pass college and get a useless psych degree he would never use and spend the rest of his time on earth drinking wine, breaking into song randomly and investing in stuff that would make his gigantic trust fund ever more gigantic.
Then his fingertips got in the way. Now, you have understand, beauty is highly valued within the Mwezi family. To the point, it is ridiculously hard to get even your own parents to love you if you are an 'ugly' member of the Mwezi family. So you can imagine the kind of reaction he had when he woke up on his 16th birthday and his fingertips were wooden. Not all of his finger, just the very tip. He screamed. He cried. He at one point called the mansion's doctor several profanities. He tried to shave off the fingertips only to find that even though they were wooden, they still somehow had nerves. He tried to call his very unavailable parents. But there was nothing he could do. So he sat down on the floor of his bedroom at the end of the day, and cried into the palms of his hands, paranoid that he would become a wooden boy. Then sparks came from the palms and suddenly his fingertips were back to normal. The next day the same thing happened except it was now upto his knuckle that the mahogany had spread, the first joint of his finger now much like a doll's joint. He did the same procedure, cried into his palms and it went away, however his fingers still felt wooden. He came to the conclusion that his tears must cause some sort of illusion and that the wood 'infection' was still spreading underneath it. He dreaded to think what would happen if it reached his vital organs but decided to worry about that later down the road. For now, he would experiment, see the rules of this infection and the tears until he could find a permanent solution.
Appearance: (Credit to Ichidice on Ig and twitter)
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Clothing:
Something like these two images, modern but a bit weird
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Grade Level: (Freshmen, Sophomore, Junior or Senior) Junior
Parental Figure(s): Mr. Monroe Mwezi and Mrs. Jude Mwezi, though the maid that always gives him ice cream when he asks is much more of a parental figure
Siblings: none whatsoever
Extra: Bribing him with ice cream almost always works for getting him to do things like do schoolwork for you
 
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Villain Turning Good

Characters Full Name: Sauni Demetri (De-Meh-Tri[cycle])
Nickname(s): Demi, "Cyber-Sauni"
Preferred Name: Sauni
DOB/Age: 4/29/2007 = 17 Years
Height: 5'6
Species: Fiend Daimon/Demon

Backstory:

As a kid, Sauni wasn't raised properly. Her parents were cursed by an unknown witch-she only knew that since they were the most common species that cast spells. With that, she was forced to leave her only guardians of birth to fend for themselves in their own state; which were being turned into fox's. They had a completely different personality-didn't even remember Sauni it seemed. So it was reasonable for her leave. But that did drive her to hold a grudge against Witches.

She had learned about her 'powers'/species when she had managed to convince her parental foxes from attacking her-just a split second was all it took. Sauni's intense thinking when near a deathly situation brought something streaming through her veins-powerful, energetic, like a healing fluid. It didn't last long, but long enough for her to get into a safer position, and to know that she deep down wanted a proper family more than anything. Anybody and everybody needed a proper childhood.

Even so, her personality was always cheerful-a mask hiding her true feelings. Being apart of a school would count as a new family to her, but would never replace the empty socket. When the time came, she would have to make a move amongst 12 kids-twelve students to be exact. They were just a simple enemy to get rid of, nothing more, nothing less. It was just a quick side job/task-but sometimes if she thought more into it...she can't just pull the trigger on an innocent face despite her own disloyalty to laws.

Appearance:
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Grade Level: Senior (Undercover)
Villains Goals: To Wipe Out All Witched, Find A Cure Spell --> Find Parents/Foxes

Extra:
- Some question whether the horns on her hat are really hers or not. (Not worn In School.)​





Sauni Demetri~



" The devil's spice is a witch's light. "






















As a kid, Sauni wasn't raised properly. Her parents were cursed by an unknown witch-she only knew that since they were the most common species that cast spells. With that, she was forced to leave her only guardians of birth to fend for themselves in their own state; which were being turned into fox's. They had a completely different personality-didn't even remember Sauni it seemed. So it was reasonable for her leave. But that did drive her to hold a grudge against Witches.

She had learned about her 'powers'/species when she had managed to convince her parental foxes from attacking her-just a split second was all it took. Sauni's intense thinking when near a deathly situation brought something streaming through her veins-powerful, energetic, like a healing fluid. It didn't last long, but long enough for her to get into a safer position, and to know that she deep down wanted a proper family more than anything. Anybody and everybody needed a proper childhood.

Even so, her personality was always cheerful-a mask hiding her true feelings. Being apart of a school would count as a new family to her, but would never replace the empty socket. When the time came, she would have to make a move amongst 12 kids-twelve students to be exact. They were just a simple enemy to get rid of, nothing more, nothing less. It was just a quick side job/task-but sometimes if she thought more into it...she can't just pull the trigger on an innocent face despite her own disloyalty to laws.





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Full name: Chaerya Vryskar
Nickname(s): Cherry, Chae
Preffered Name: Chaerya
DoB, Age: 7/24/2009, 15 years old
Height: 5’10
Species: Vampyre
Backstory:
Everyone knows how rich and classy vampires are. But, for some odd reason, the Vryskars decided to move all the way down to New Orleans to start up a real estate business. Chae always thought they could’ve just opened a blood bank or something, but that’s not gonna sit too well with humans if they knew who was using all of it.
Chae was always taught to live up to the standards of vampires. No mercy, no friends. life is about success, money, and power. And she was gonna get that no matter what.
Growing up, Chae was always somewhat of a bully. Not just to humans and other small creatures, but almost anyone. She usually hung out with daimons and witches and did dumb stuff like throwing toilet paper on peoples roofs or vandalizing property. All the stuff you do when you’re just an immature vampire.
Even though she’s more mature now, she’s not any nicer. Offend her even once and you won’t hear the end of it.
Appearance (this is my own art, I hope you guys like it!!):
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Grade level: Sophomore
Parents: Anpyrha Vryskar, Varsholan Vryskar
Siblings: None
Extra: Ironically, Chae likes garlic, but she can’t tell her parents. Nothing would scare a vampire parents more than a kid who doesn’t hate garlic,
 
Ulysses Sgòthabongrá
Nickname(s):
Outis, Míorúilt, School Nurse
Preferred Name: Ulysses
DOB/Age: January 29th 2007/17 Years Old
Height: 5'8"
Species: Banshee
Backstory:
Born in San Francisco, "The City of Fog," in the state of California, Ulysses’ life growing up can be summarized as humble and loving. His family unit was comprised of his father, a human, and his mother, a Banshee. Despite their close bond, Ulysses never knew the truth of his mother’s species or the existence of a wider magical world—a deliberate decision made by his parents. They believed it was best to shield him from these truths, even though they knew their efforts might ultimately prove futile. This choice was reinforced by a magic seal which obfuscated Ulysses earliest memories which would have contradicted his status as human.

While they chose not to reveal the truth about his bloodline, his mother had a habit of affectionately calling him Míorúilt, meaning "miracle" in the language of the Banshees. This name held deep significance, as male Banshees were exceedingly rare. Though Banshees must mate with other races to reproduce, their offspring are almost always female and purely Banshee. Ulysses was a rare exception, a phenomenon that filled his mother with both pride and fear.

His parents lived in constant worry about what might happen if the Banshee Courts discovered his existence. These Courts, led by powerful matriarchs, were respected but deeply paranoid about anything that could challenge their beliefs or traditions. Consumed by fears of the "End of the World," they were known to ruthlessly eliminate anything that deviated too much from the norm. For Ulysses, his very existence was a secret his family was desperate to protect.
As Ulysses grew, it became clear that he was an inquisitive, intelligent, and highly empathetic child. He had a keen awareness of those in pain and would do whatever he could to ease their burdens, even if it meant simply spending time with them. This nurturing tendency earned him a reputation within his community for being "nosey" but undeniably good-hearted. His compassionate nature made him a beloved figure, even at a young age.

This sensitivity was, in part, a result of his Banshee heritage. Known as "heralds of death," Banshees are attuned to the subtle signs of life ebbing away, no matter how faint. While myths often spoke of the Banshee's "wail," this was a misunderstanding of their unique magical abilities. Banshees could use their voices as magical foci, channeling energy in profound ways. Ulysses, though unaware of his lineage, instinctively tapped into this power. He would hum to those in distress, imparting a relaxant-like effect that soothed and comforted them.

Perhaps due to this innate closeness to the suffering of others—or maybe by coincidence—Ulysses developed an early passion for healing and medicine. It began with him running around the neighborhood armed with a first aid kit his mother had bought for him, eager to help anyone in need. This youthful enthusiasm for caregiving was not a passing phase but a calling that would carry him into the present and shape his future.

However, as Ulysses matured, his life faced a pivotal shift that would challenge his worldview. At the end of his sophomore year, his mother suddenly vanished from their home. His father, torn between distress and an unsettling calm, offered little explanation. All he could say was that Ulysses’ mother was "safe and that she loved him." This cryptic reassurance revealed nothing of value and only deepened Ulysses’ sense of loss and confusion. To this day, the strain of this event weighs heavily on the relationship between father and son.

Not long after, the family was forced to leave the only home Ulysses had ever known and relocate to Louisiana. There, Ulysses enrolled at St. Roosevelt High School in Exendin, New Orleans. Though he adjusted to his new surroundings, the absence of his mother remained an open wound. For the past year and a half, he has longed for her presence, haunted by unanswered questions and the ache of her unreachability.

Despite this emotional burden, Ulysses continues to pursue his dream of becoming a doctor and saving lives. His passion for healing remains steadfast, but the mystery of his mother’s disappearance looms over him, weighing down his potential. Though still unaware of his Banshee heritage, the pressures of his life and the natural changes of growing up are beginning to unravel the “lock” his parents had placed on his true identity.

It is only a matter of time before the truth emerges. Whether Ulysses can embrace this revelation and adapt to the upheaval it brings—or whether it will overwhelm him—is a question only the future can answer.

Appearance:
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Grade Level: Senior
Extra:
-Since he was in middle school he's been trained in kickboxing having attained the rank of Black Belt for about a year now.
-His nickname of "Outis" came about when his class read the Odyssey and some thought it would be funny to call him "nobody".
-His last name has been mispronounced and or mocked so many times he no longer corrects people.
-He has a habit of putting himself into peoples problems whether he had any right to or not simply because he thinks he can help.
-As the number of male Banshees can be counted on one hand (its him) his Mother simply did not know to raise a boy Banshee any different from a female one. Meaning she spent the first several years dressing him in long flowy dresses and teaching him traditional Banshee activities like sewing, singing, perfume making, and carving bone whistles.
-As Banshees perform practically all their magical arts using their voice it is possible for Ulysses to accidentally perform magic through singing or even speech.​
 
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Characters Full Name: Jayden Alexandra Bay
Nickname(s): Jayjay, Alex, Bay-Jay/Jay-Bay, or Boo
Preferred Name: Jay
DOB/Age: May 19th, 2007|17
Height: 5'4
Species: Sound Dragon
Backstory:
Jay's biological family was believed to have perished in a tragic house fire, a story that authorities accepted without question. In truth, however, her family had been hunted down and killed, with the evidence of their existence deliberately destroyed in the flames. Miraculously, Jay survived the inferno, having been just four months old at the time, and was adopted shortly after, when she was only seven months old.

As she grew older, Jay's curiosity led her to ask questions about her origins. It was during a candid conversation about how babies were made that she stumbled upon the truth of her adoption. Despite the shocking revelation, her love for her adoptive dads only deepened. They had provided her with a warm, supportive home filled with laughter, love, and guidance. Jay often reflected on her unique journey, feeling grateful for the kindness her fathers had shown her and the life they built together.
Appearance:
(Top drawing belongs to me; I was too lazy to draw clothing O-O)
Skin: Pale White

Skin:
Pale White
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Midnight Purple
She wasn't born with afro hair, but gets her hair styled like that because she wants to look like her dads. One of her dads are black with braided hair and the other has curly hair. Originally her hair was straight.



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Grade Level: Senior
Parental Figure(s): Eisck Bay and Damian Bay
Siblings: >:3
Extra: Gender-Female; Sexuality-Bisexual; Overly kind, loves nature, and is a bit too loud at times... TwT; Likes to help others see that even in the most terrible situations there's still good in the world; Sometimes wonders what it's like to have a mom.
 
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Characters Full Name: Eisck Joshua Bay
Nickname(s): EJ, Babe and Papa
Preferred Name: EJ
DOB/Age: December 5th, ????|445
Height: 7'1
Species: A "retired" Shallow-Hunter
Backstory:
For centuries, he had lived the life of a Shallow-Hunter, a title that denoted his grim profession of hunting and killing those deemed unworthy. His heart, however, had grown heavy with the weight of his actions, particularly after one harrowing event—he was forced to take the life of a child who was destined to become the queen of the Daimons. That experience shattered him; he could no longer ignore the toll his choices were taking on his soul.

On September 26, 1789, desperate for a way out, he concocted a plan to escape his haunting past. The only true way to 'quit' his lethal vocation was through death itself. Thus, he staged an elaborate facade, carefully crafting circumstances that would lead others to believe he was no longer alive. This act of deception offered him a sliver of hope for a new beginning.

Decades later, in the year 2004, fate intervened. He met Damian Bay, a person who ignited a flame of genuine love within him—a feeling he thought he had lost forever. Their connection blossomed, blossoming into a profound bond that transformed his world. Realizing this was the kind of love worth cherishing, he took a leap of faith and married Damian in 2013, finally embracing a life filled with hope, acceptance, and the promise of a future free from the darkness of his past.
Appearance: He has curly brown hair, tanned white skin, he has brown eyes, he has scars all over his body, but the most visible one is the one on his neck
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Side Character Role: Jay's papa, and also the school's history teacher :3
Extra: Gender-Male; Sexuality-Gay; Overprotective over those he cares for, laid-back with his daughter and husband, intimidating with those he doesn't trust or feel comfortable being around his daughter and husband. He finds that the world is cruel and dark and well do anything to protect her daughter and husband from the things his seen and knows.
 
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Main Character

(no sub character)
(bc too much work :p )


Characters Full Name
~Arrow~

Nicknames
~Ro, Arry, Arrowyn~

Preferred Name
Either Nicknames or normal name she doesn't care

DOB/Age
~17~

Height
~5'11''~

Species
(Hybrid)
~High Rank Demon, Shape shifter~


Backstory
~Brought up by extremely abusive parents Arrow received very intense PTSD, and severe depression, sh received ADHD from her father so arrow's mind is a constant raging hurricane. arrow has had issues with self harm ever since she lost her younger sister two years ago to a car crash that caused the vehicle to go up in flames, arrow wishes it had been their parents in that car fire but no of course her sister had to be taken from her like that. her only comfort and joy at home gone. now arrow is rarely home and is constantly out on the roads and highways speeding along on her bike letting her pain fade away at the thrill of speed at which she rides. At home her parents blame her for her sister's death and constantly take their anger out on her causing a seemingly never ending plethora of cuts and bruises the organs of which range from her father's drunken fits of rage to her mother's episodes of grief and anger which is aimed at her remaining daughter. Arrow however is biding her time until the day she turns eighteen so she may finally escape the house of horrors she has called "home" all her life. ~

Appearance
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(other Biking gear minus the helmet)

Grade Level
~Junior~

Parental Figures
~Mother, Father~
(both very abusive)


Siblings

~1 Sister: Rain~

~Sibling Status: Deceased~

~Age at Time of Death: 13~


Extra
~Loves riding her motorcycle & prefers her motorcycle as her main mode of transportation and loves to wear her biking gear in public~
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(Arrow's blacked out kawasaki ninja hr)
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(Biking Outfit/Gear)
 
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Characters Full Name: Damian Fyodor Bay
Nickname(s): Fy, Hon, and Dad
Preferred Name: Damian
DOB/Age: 2/22/1982|43
Height: 5'9
Species: Human
Appearance:
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Side Character Role: Jay's Dad.
Extra: Gender-Male; Sexuality-Gay; Observant, laid-back with others not just his close family, and is very social unlike his husband. He views the world much like how Jay views it.
 
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Characters Full Name: Ravia
Nickname(s): Via and Rave
Preferred Name: Rave
DOB/Age: 11/15/????|262
Height: 5'6
Species: Angel
Backstory:
Appearance:
Human Form
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Angelic Form
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Grade Level: Senior
Villains Goals: To destroy and kill off all Shallow-Hunters
Extra: Gender-Female(Born Uni-sex); Sexuality-Asexual, Bisexual; Cold-hearted, good at manipulating people to their well, and is very sarcastic with others even those they like.
 
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Characters Full Name: Masky Fántasma Thánatos
Nickname(s): MG, Death, Starlight, Ms. T
Preferred Name: Masky, Ghosty, or Kai
DOB/Age: November 30th, ????|Age Unknown
Height: 4'2(Human form Not my height irl I do this as a joke T-T), 7'6(Goddess/God form)
Species: Goddess/God of Death
Appearance:
Human Form
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Goddess of Death Form
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(Not usually my OC's actual appearance, but I'm doing this for just this roleplay TwT)
Side Character Role: Teacher and gives one of the twelve children advice.
 
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Side Character

Characters Full Name: Anari Lapis
Nickname(s): Ms. Lapis, De Courte, Ace
Preferred Name: Ace & De Courte
DOB/Age: May 6th ???
Height: 5'7 (Human Form), 7'5
Species: God Of Revenge

Appearance:

Human Form:
< Don't mind the pointy ears ^^

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< The red light is over powering, but that's just black hair and blue eyes
God Form:

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Side Character Role: Teacher Who Gives 12 Kids Advice
 
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Characters Full Name: Artorias Drake
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Nickname(s): Arthur, Artie
Preferred Name: Art
DOB/Age: 12/07, 18
Height: 6'3
Species: Lightning Dragon

Backstory: Long ago in ancient Britain the valiant knights of the legendary Round Table fought and slew a mighty evil dragon ending it's reign of terror over the land, however when the knights searched the fallen beast's lair they came across a single egg.

Bearing the egg back to Camelot they presented it to King Arthur who found he was unwilling to destroy the innocent life within and consulted the wizard Merlin for an alternate solution. Merlin weaved an enchantment over the egg forcing it to remain dormant until the 'appointed time' and binding the unborn hatchling in a human form.

Following the death of the king the dragon egg was entrusted to the remaining knights and their descendants that carried on the duty moving around the world to protect the egg from those who sought to destroy or exploit it for nearly 1500 years until it finally hatched into what appeared to be a baby boy, dubbed Artiorias after the ancient king who once spared his life by his protectors turned parents he was raised in the belief that he had been adopted after his mother died in childbirth.

Grade Level: Senior
Parental Figure(s): Lance (Father), Perrin (Mother), Merle (Funny Uncle)
Siblings: Galatea (Elder Sister)
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Characters Full Name: ???
Nickname(s): Cantor Banshee, Matriarch, Ghost of of Roosevelt High
Preferred Name: ???
DOB/Age: ???
Height: 6'4"
Species: Banshee
Backstory:
A strange and imposing figure has recently become the subject of whispered ghost stories and eerie tales of vanishing students at St. Roosevelt High School. No one has seen her, yet her presence is unmistakable. Those who belong to The Twelve—a tight-knit group of students with knowledge of the unseen—are especially attuned to her haunting influence. Her victims speak of eerie whispers, an unsettling song that drifts through the air, or disappearances that stretch for hours, only to return with no memory of what transpired during their absence.


She is searching for something. Or someone. Though she has yet to show outright malice, the lingering question remains: What will happen if she finds what she seeks?


Those well-versed in the arcane, those who understand the veiled world, know this to be the work of a Banshee. Yet, she is no ordinary Fae. Banshees are rarely known for their strength, but their powers are elusive, their movements difficult to track. These creatures are bound to death itself, their mournful songs either heralding the end of a life or guiding wandering souls to their final rest. Where a Banshee treads, death and the restless dead often follow.


This Banshee, however, is different. She is no common wailer. Whispers among the more knowledgeable suggest that she may be an Elder of the Banshee Courts, an ancient and powerful being whose very voice can weave curses that tear through the fabric of fate itself. Her name—should one dare to speak it—carries ramifications beyond imagination. And should she find what she seeks, the consequences may prove far more than anyone is ready to face.
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Villains Goals: She is searching for The Twelve who herald the end of the world.
Extra:
-A "Cantor" is the lead singer of a Banshee choir. More than just a leading role this is a title of great import, denoting a leader of the Banshees.
-Her name is more than likely cursed. A standard practice among high ranking Banshee; even lower Banshee enchant their names so they may know who utters it.​
 
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Main Character; Character Sheet:

Characters Full Name: Nia Talulah Ashworth
Nickname(s): “Lulah” and “Mr. Vic’s kid”
Preferred Name: Nia
DOB/Age: 04/24/2006; 16 years old
Height: 5’8 ½
Species: Nephilim

Backstory: If you asked Nia, her life started when she took the life of another- her now dead mother who passed away due to an unidentified allergic reaction during Nia’s fifth birthday party. To this day she still blames herself, but copes with humor, sometimes telling people she “killed her mom” as a joke. Something her father- Mr. Ashworth detests, but sees as nothing more than a teen’s dark sense of humor. Growing up all she really had was her dad- and then her asshole cousins who are a part of a super uppity, elitist church her Dad was annexed from at a young age for being “too flamboyant”. Though after the death of her mother the Ashworth’s became far more accepting and supportive of the two, that didn’t mean they were above judgement.

God forbid a straight man gets into photography, or lets his daughter wear “satan’s socks” or as normal people call them “fishnets.” Apparently, her religious grandparents still couldn’t believe he actually got married and had a child. Despite their seclusion, and her inevitable bullying from grandparents, Uncles, Aunts, and cousins during holidays and family get-togethers she’s never felt that lonely. Why would she? Nia likes being in her dad’s company just fine, he’s all she’s ever had, and even if they aren’t always getting along or the closest, he gets her and that’s all that matters really. Besides, she’s popular enough at school to avoid being pushed around by bullies, and with her dad as a teacher, she’s able to slide right under the radar when it comes to troublemaking. What’s not to love?


Appearance:
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Grade Level:
Sophomore
Parental Figure(s): Victor Ashworth

Extra: Nia’s got popularity in the way any kid with a car, fake ID, and access to “illicit substances” is seen as the epitome of “cool” in highschool. But, she’s got some growing to do before she realizes what she’s up to isn’t necessarily the right thing or best direction for her life. Especially, given the fact that her Dad teaches at Roosevelt, and being caught could severely affect his reputation, so she’s grown up sneaky.



Side Character; Character Sheet:


Characters Full Name: Victor Ashworth
Nickname(s): “Vic” or “Vicky” to his close friends
Preferred Name: Mr. Ashworth or Mr. Vic
DOB/Age: 01/11/1988; 44 years young
Height: 5’11
Species: Mortal Presenting
Backstory: From a young age all Victor wanted was a family of his own. Growing up he would wander through life with a chip on his shoulder being shunned from a strict, religious family for his refusal to participate or respect their cultish beliefs. Having spent most of his childhood in the deep south of the United States, he soon longed for a change once he reached high school and began dipping his toes into Photography. At this time of his life he was far inferior in the looks department, a heavy set kid with thick glasses and a punchable face. He was eaten alive by the student body of St. Roosevelt High, ironically no angels resided within those walls and he hated every minute he was forced to attend. The only time he had any fun was when his art teacher- Mr. Armiel would let them go outside, wander campus with some cheap cameras, and take pictures to inspire their artwork.

A hobby both of his parents loathed him for but he continued to pursue until falling headfirst into art history, ancient architecture, and journalism during college. Studying the greats that came before him and the prolific ability of his successors in the Photography world currently soon led him overseas. There he pursued journalistic photography as a form of exploration and education, capturing photos of the sacredness of remote villages, natural geographical phenomenon, and deserted temples. It is while on this trek across the world that he found himself falling into the pits of his own despair, for no matter where he went an emptiness lingered in his heart. In an attempt to recapture the feeling of belonging he once felt while under the brainwashed facade of his family’s cult of choice he began experimenting with psychedelics.

This pushed him deeper and deeper into his obsessions, seeking the haunted walls of long forgotten chambers and tombs beneath ancient temples he visited all over the world. Eventually, through this journey of self discovery, he would meet several friends also interested in ancient artifacts and temples. Coming together during perilous times the group would bond further deep within the belly of an underground tomb that nearly took his and the team of fellow friends and researchers lives. On this team of researchers and adventurers was a woman he would immediately fall in love at first sight with. To this day he claims she was the woman of his dreams.

The both of them would marry immediately and move back to his hometown- Exendin, New Orleans, where he would get a job teaching at the very school he swore never to return to. Victor is now a single parent, and widower, his wife long passed during the birth of their first and only child Nia Talulah Ashworth. Looking nothing like his daughter, he often jokes- “Nia takes more after her mother in the looks department, thank god!” A statement that always makes his daughter roll her eyes.

Appearance:
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Occupation:
Pre Calculus, Algebra II, Geometry, and Photography Teacher, he also runs a Photography/Yearbook club after and before school. Also, participates in the School’s Alumni Association along with several other adults within the faculty and extended community of Exendin.

Extra: Victor’s begged the school for years to install a darkroom on the fourth floor of St. Roosevelt High where his classroom- room 401 resides. Inside of the Photography lab is a comfy room lined with couches and bean bag chairs. He’s seen as a peculiar person among students for his strict and introverted attitude. But students who bother to get to know him understand Mr. Vic is just an exhausted part time photographer with very little patience for nonsense. His goal has always been to help students step into the art world with the tools to make it out there on their own. He’s always enjoyed teaching them things like photoshop, technique, and lighting. Finally, after years of constant struggling to find the financial footing and nonstop construction, they have an actual dark room and the expensive cameras to back the club up. His classroom is sometimes used as a hangout spot for his highest achieving, most promising, and honestly- entertaining/funny students (along with his daughter’s friends). Despite his cold demeanor he has been known to let trustworthy students sneak off to the Dark Room, seeking just a moment’s peace from the chaos that permeates the halls of Saint Roosevelt High.
 
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