Fantasy What We Do In The Shadows

[Amaranthium]

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[Drumonkey]

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Name: Jackie & Jace Williams


Alias: None yet


Type Of Magic: Dream Theft, Dream Walk
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Gender: Female, Male


Age: 16
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Personality: Jackie is more reserved and likes to spend her time reading and being near her twin. However this doesn't mean she relies solely on her twin (in fact she prides herself on how separate she kept herself from her twin without loosing the twin factor they have. She tends to avoid conflict as well as unnecessary trouble and will willingly boss her brother around to keep him out of trouble as well. Jackie is usually the first to tag along with her brother as she enjoys his natural energy however she acts reluctant to hopefully quell her brothers urge to get into trouble. Jace is a mischievous boy and the only thing that has kept him out of major trouble is the quick thinking of his sister and his own unusual luck. He is as smart as his sister however he tends to act dumber than he is and he also struggles with understanding how complex things work but he does have intense wanderlust.


Likes: Books, Science, Anatomy, Pulling pranks with her brother, Pulling pranks with his sister, Exploring new areas, Sitting with his sister


Dislikes: Idiocy, crass people, people without manners,being deprived of the right to learn, Anything that requires sitting for long periods of time, being indoors, serious people


Occupation: Students


Bio: They grew up in a nice house with loving and kind parents but that all changed when the twins went down to breakfast one day one spoke of scary but interesting places they had visited in their dreams and how they had found a cool item for their sibling then the sibling had produced it as if it were always there. In that morning they lost everything but each other. Their parents quickly shipped them off to a boarding school for a few years before sending them to the camp that they currently reside in.


(how is this? I want to make another character as well but i should see about these two first)
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[Ariel]

Nila Ranis

Basics

Alias // N/A


Age // 19


Gender // Female


Orientation // Bisexual


Height // 5'6"


Weight // 129 lbs.


Eye Color // Gray


Hair Color // Red (Dyed)


Magic // Pyromancy


Occupation // Chef

Persona

A pyromancer with an anger problem. Is it Cliche? Is it fitting? Either way, one thing for certain: It's a problem. Nila has a temper that burns as quickly and as hot as the fire she uses. When she's angry enough, she can black out for short periods of time and usually does things she regrets later. In a default mood, Nila tends to be witty and sarcastic. Her words are sharp and biting. She speaks her mind freely without the care or disregard of others... usually.


As for other emotions, Nila has a hard time expressing those. While the anger flows easily, others tend to get jammed up. She gets embarrassed and awkward, and, more often times than not, because of this, her emotions will switch to anger instead.


At least Nila is self aware right? She knows she can be a jerk and a hot head. When she thinks about it too much or if this attitude hurts someone she cares about, instead of the usual anger, she'll like close herself off and go be alone for a while. That's really the only thing that can break her of her hostile moods. It's unfortunate that it has to happen after someone has already gotten hurt. This has left Nila with very little friends and people that can tolerate her. She pretends it doesn't bother her but Nila does get lonely


Luckily, this attitude can have some positive effects. If someone ever dares try to hurt someone she cares about, then she'll show them no mercy. Her punishments for such things could even be considered excessive. Nila DOES care about others, it just can be hard to decipher. It isn't something one can see through her words or affections, but through her actions.

History

While most people were put here for small things that might have given away their powers, Nila's signs were a bit more obvious. It's something she rarely speaks about because she is aware even those inside this place will look down her is that she used her abilities to commit murder. Now, before you go off judging her right off the bat, while what she did was wrong, one might say she had good reason.


Nila was a sophomore in college at the time, just beginning the year. Some people in college tended to focus on their work. Some, like Nila, preferred to live a more sporadic lifestyle. Instead of staying at home to study, she went out on dates and to parties. A large portion of her money was spent on cigarettes and illegally obtained alcohol. She wasn't a bad person, she just did a lot of bad things. She didn't sleep around like some of the girls there did and pretty much wore the pants in any relationship she became involved in.


One night, while on a blind date one of her distant friends set up for her, Nila couldn't recall the girl's name now if she tried, the man with her her... Well, for starters he was acting like more of a jerk than Nila. She barely got through the date before wanting to break it off once they got outside the restaurant. He wouldn't have it, the man tried to grab her and pull her into his car. When she fought against him, he struck her across the face. Maybe some girls would accept something like that and get forced in the car at that point, but Nila sure as hell wasn't. She kicked him and then literally set him on fire. He burned before her very eyes.


It wasn't exactly helpful that Nila saw her father in that man. Her father had been an alcoholic and quite the abuser to her mother before the two divorced. At the time, nothing felt more right to Nila. Unfortunately for her, someone had stood witness to the murder and called the authorities immediately. When they came, she put up a good fight before they restrained her and brought her here. All these things are things she doesn't really talk about other than claiming she at least fought those who tried to arrest her.

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Nicolas Mindelves

Basics

Alias // N/A


Age // 13


Gender // Male


Orientation // Demi-Pansexual


Height // 5'2"


Weight // 94 lbs.


Eye Color // Blue


Hair Color // Ebony


Magic // Clairvoyance


Occupation // Student

Persona

Nicolas doesn't speak much to anybody unless it involves something he "sees". For a while he kept quiet. Now that others know, he is an open book about what he knows. He will openly tell people what he knows. Unless, of course, it involves their death. That's something he prefers to keep to himself no matter what. Anything else is something they might deserve to know. Death would be better left a secret.


When Nicolas does talk, he can be soft spoken and keeps comments to a minimum. What some mistake as him talking to himself, is him murmuring about something he saw, speculating and sometimes even telling those that don't think he was being loud enough.


His demeanor towards others is gentle and his movements are somewhat slow. He almost seems otherworldly, ghostly with his mind somewhere else. He bares dark rings under his eyes because he gets little rest. Such visions can be a lot to bare and Nicolas could still be considered a child. If anything, he handles things remarkably well. A lot of his actions could also be considered adultly. He can cook, clean, and practically take care of himself in just about any way possible. He will make it clear he doesn't need anyone else to be happy but won't complain if people decided to stick around anyway.

History

"The quiet one."


"The shy one."


"That one talks to himself."


"That one has no friends.


"Nobody likes that one."


"The one who can see what's going to happen."


Nicolas has heard quite a bit in his days. The kids around him always liked to talk among themselves and never to him. It wasn't always this way. He was a kid that anyone could be friends with and the other kids liked to hang around him because he was lenient. He didn't mind what they did and was always nice.


It was fourth grade when it changed. It was recess out in the playground. Nicolas was talking to a girl name Amanda. The two were good friends and always played together. She had just pulled out her sparkly kitty notebook, the one she always doodled in and insisted he look at her latest creation. When he lay hands on it, he immediately dropped it as the images flashed before his eyes. Why it was the notebook that gave him this feeling, I'll get to later. He pointed at her with a look of horror and told her she was going to die. She immediately got upset and told him he was scaring her, Some of the other kids heard this and there were hushed whispers about it for the rest of the afternoon. Amanda did not speak to him again for the rest of the day


The following day, the teacher told the rest of the students that their fellow classmate had passed away the day before. On the way home, apparently Amanda had tried very hard to show her father, who had been driving, the drawings she made. Her father, being tired and somewhat grumpy, told her no. In a fit of anger, as many children did, she pushed her notebook in front of her fathers face. They got into a car accident and both were killed.


The students blamed Nicolas for what happened. They said he was a witch and a murdered. At the time they didn't really understand that it was his abilities that did it. In fact, Nicolas wasn't entirely sure what had happened. At the time, his parents told him to be quiet about what he could see. They were aware of the fates of people like him. The family moved away. During this time, his parents were strong and his sisters tried to cheer him up. But as the years passed, he began to see a lot more. One slip to a teacher he thought he could trust and he was being sent away from the four people that accepted him to a prison.

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Morgana Mercer




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Alias: work in progress.


Occupation: Photographer


Magic: Telepathy


Gender: Female


Height: 5'4" (162cm)


Age: 21


Likes: thick sweaters, nail polish, honesty, reading, painting, coloring, photography


Dislikes: being stuck indoors, cold weather, being deprived of personal time, people judging her for her ability








Although Morgana is soft-spoken and friendly to everyone, she doesn't easily trust everyone - but there is a reason for this. She's come to understand that not everyone in life is out for the well-being of others. Her ability allows her to see the true thoughts of others, no sugar coatings. Morgana had met many two-faced people in her life, another reason she had learned not to trust everyone she met. She relies on her ability to judge people on whether or not they're trustworthy and genuine. Despite all of this, Morgana does have a bit of spunk in her - she never lets anyone verbally talk down to her or treat her negatively. She gets enough of that shit listening to people's thoughts. Morgana can also be a bit of a girly girl, such as doing cute hairstyles or keeping her fingernails painted. But don't let that fool you, she doesn't mind to get down and dirty!








Morgana grew up in a fairly basic home - parents working typical 9-5 jobs, she went to school and graduated and then took photography classes to start up her own photography business, living life as normally as possible. However, Morgana's life wasn't particularly normal while she was growing up, her parents noticed strange things, such as the fact that their daughter knew what they were going to say before they said it, as well as mentioning things they knew they had never told her, such as Christmas gifts and birthday gifts, as well as work related subjects. They had mentioned it to Morgana's pediatrician whenever she had turned 12, but the doctor assured them it was probably just a situational thing - maybe she was snooping in places she shouldn't have been. So Morgana's parents became more strict on her - set curfews, pushed her to work harder in school, pick up extra curricular activities. Despite doing all of this, she continued her strange behavior. They questioned her multiple times about it, but she merely said she didn't know - it just happened. Morgana's parents tried to continue to ignore it though, not wanting to buy into the whole "children born with abilities" mumbo jumbo. Their child finally graduated high school with honors, and went on to take photography classes, in which she graduated as well. However, it was then when she moved out, things with her parents changed. Between the stress of moving out and starting a new job, Morgana's telepathic abilities went into overdrive - she could hear particular thoughts her parents had, even from across the city. She would call them frantically, worried about what they were thinking about, whether it be losing their job or feeling depressed that particular day. That was when it became too much for Morgana's parents. They had to do something. It had went on for far too long. They reported her anonymously, "out of love".

 

[CloudyBlueDay]

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[folclor]

Name:

Amaya Hale

Alias: N/A

Type Of Magic: Necromancy

Gender: Female

Age: 16​

Personality: Rather cheerful-seeming, this is a mask to keep people from getting too close. In reality she is a misanthrope. Her irritation grows quickly, usually initiated upon first contact. She can be quite harsh and piercing with criticism or observations. Despite this, most people seem to still believe she's a very kind and happy person.

Likes: Pie, cake, pain, kittens, ravens, quiet, catacombs, graveyards, and painting

Dislikes: Humanity in general, heat, roaches, and loud noises

Occupation: Student

Bio: Amaya came from a fairly affluent family, the middle child of five. Raised with the poise to interact with higher society, she came to hate everyone around her. There was no particular reason, no drama, no great tragedy. No, something within her simply would not accept the existence of others easily. She found herself spending more time in graveyards or intentionally causing problems in class so she would be sent out. This gave her time she needed to reflect.

Still, she kept up appearances. She would socialize as needed, dress how her parents instructed, pretend to be the perfect daughter, follow in the footsteps of her elder siblings. And yet, for all this, she felt empty. There was too much life surrounding her. She would prefer a dead world.

Thus, when the family cat died and her siblings and parents wept for it, eventually burying it in the backyard, she dug it up to look at it. They were all asleep, or so she thought. As she looked the animal over, stroking it as she had in life, it began to move again. Only 10, she didn't understand what had happened, but she knew it wasn't properly alive. This thrilled her.

However, her elder brother was watching from his window. Upon realizing what happened he ran downstairs and beat Amaya half to death. The commotion woke their parents who separated the siblings and then demanded to know what happened. Each gave their story and the plan was made. Her brother swore to silence and Amaya was removed from all public life, locked away in an attic room. Private tutors taught her so she would keep up with her fellows in school. She was not allowed at social events, nor was she allowed to leave her room. Food was brought to her, though it was always bland.

Her skin grew pale, marble white. Her once-flaxen hair darkened to black. The lack of sun took its toll. Her body was frail, she had little strength. And then her family found out about the Rehabilitation center and she was sent off in the night.

Now all of her anger, hatred, and the madness cultivated from 6 years stuck in a room is ready to be released.​

Appearance:

Her growth was stunted by lack of sunlight and proper nutrition. She only reaches 5'0", and she only weighs 80 pounds. She is woefully underweight and frail.

 

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[border=3px dotted lightgray] [h] [font=Shadows Into Light] Basics [/font] [/h] Name: Riley Vex
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Alias: None
Occupation: Student
Type of Magic: Pyromancy[/border]

[border=3px dotted black] [h] [font=Shadows Into Light] Personality and History [/font] [/h] Personality: Riley doesn't care much for how something works so much as if it works. She accepts things the way they are and doesn't try to change them unless they pose a direct threat to her or his sister. Riley adapts quickly to all sorts of situations, although not always with a calm outlook. She enjoys teasing his sister and her friends, but can be quite overprotective. She's somewhat easy to annoy but hard to actually anger, and has little respect for authority unless she feels they've earned it. She is lazy at times, but like her sister can set herself on a task and work for hours, although she knows when she's hit her limit or needs a break. Riley is quite social, but tries to avoid revealing too much about herself, feeling more comfortable with observing her surroundings. Her trust is hard to gain but hard to lose.
Likes: Cold weather, warm weather, spicy food, free-running (parkour), weapons that you can't possibly think would be dangerous but unfortunately were, high-collared jackets
Dislikes: Hot weather, ice, idiots, authority figures with no reason to have authority whatsoever, the sun
History: Riley's parents were poor when she was born, although her father found an extremely high-paying job just before her sister was born. The result? Her sister was spoiled, and Riley had to deal with her snobbishness. So Riley began spending most of her time away from home, only going to school to keep the law off of her rear and not paying attention to her grades until a friend of hers began forcing her to study with him. Jonathan, was his name, and the two's relationship only grew closer over the years, until the boy up and left without a single word. Feeling betrayed, Riley distanced herself further from both her family and anyone she used to talk to, although she kept of her grades out of a small bit of commitment to her 'friend.' She had gotten particularly frustrated one night and ended up watching in awe as the paper burned to ashes--luckily nothing else caught on fire. After this, Riley's time away from home became more frequent as she disappeared into the poorer, more abandoned part of town to practice her newfound ability. While practicing, she'd often find herself distracted by the constant fighting of two rival gangs, and one day stepped in, beating the crap out of a hotheaded gang leader as the other, smarter man looked on. After brushing off a thanks with more than a little annoyance, Riley continued her practice and wasn't bothered again.
Aria, Riley's sister, turned up right before Riley left, begging Riley to let her roam about with her. Reluctantly, Riley agreed, and the two grew closer until one night, the hotheaded gang leader made a dramatic return and almost beat the shit out of Riley, had the teen not accidentally burnt him and his croonies to death first, giving herself minor burns in the process. Aria discovered her power that night, healing Riley the moment she touched her. Riley invited Aria to train with Riley, but the two were snitched on soon after they started and were sent off to rehabilitation, Riley pissed at the way her and her sister were treated but unable to change anything. [/border]

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Note: Riley might be mistaken for a boy due to her lack of boobs. To put it bluntly.[img] [/border] [/border] [/bg]

Aria Vex

Basics Name: Aria Vex


Age: 14


Gender: Female


Alias: None


Occupation: Student


Type of Magic: Healing

Personality and History Personality: Aria is a generally shy girl who doesn't talk much and stutters if she does. She is dedicated to any job she has to do and can sometimes push herself past her limits by accident. She likes to know anything about everything, but knows better than to ask questions in some situations. Some people might think her magic involves Empathy, but it really doesn't; she's just really good at picking vibes and feelings up. Newer experiences may scare her, depending on what's happening, but she has a generally open mind. She craves organization and can be a bit pushy when it comes to getting something done a certain way. Her trust is easy to gain, and hard to lose, and she still holds on to her naivety of seeing the best in everyone, even after all that has happened. Her confidence is at an all-time low, but she still tries to keep her head high, trying to follow her sister's example.


Likes: Candy, her sister, learning, hot cocoa, warm clothes (like pajamas or sweaters)


Dislikes: Jerks, unorganized/messy people, sour or spicy food


History: Aria, being the youngest sister, was spoiled. She was snobby, and often thought herself better than others, for most of time in school up to fourth grade. It was then that she began to realize how shallow she was acting, mostly because she noticed how her sister, Riley, avoided her. She managed to talk Riley into letting her tag along more, and Aria's personality shifted closer to where it is now, albeit more outgoing. She began spending more time with Riley, only to bear witness when a gang attacked her sister for interfering in some turf war. Riley's power awakened then, burning the gang members to cinders. Riley, in her wounded state, couldn't control the flames as well as she would have likes and burnt herself as well. The wound wasn't fatal, so the moment Aria touched her sister she watched as the wounds disappeared. The two were amazed, and Riley admited that she had been training to control the raging flames for a while--the cause for her disappearances--and invited Aria to come with her. Aria agreed, and life went on normally (as normal as possible for magic users) until their parents found out. The two were immediately sent off to 'rehabilitation,' never finding out how their parents' discovery came about and why they shunned them so much.

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Riley Vex

Basics Name: Riley Vex


Age: 17


Gender: Male


Alias: None


Occupation: Student


Type of Magic: Pyromancy

Personality and History Personality: Riley doesn't care much for how something works so much as if it works. She accepts things the way they are and doesn't try to change them unless they pose a direct threat to her or his sister. Riley adapts quickly to all sorts of situations, although not always with a calm outlook. She enjoys teasing his sister and her friends, but can be quite overprotective. She's somewhat easy to annoy but hard to actually anger, and has little respect for authority unless she feels they've earned it. She is lazy at times, but like her sister can set herself on a task and work for hours, although she knows when she's hit her limit or needs a break. Riley is quite social, but tries to avoid revealing too much about herself, feeling more comfortable with observing her surroundings. Her trust is hard to gain but hard to lose.


Likes: Cold weather, warm weather, spicy food, free-running (parkour), weapons that you can't possibly think would be dangerous but unfortunately were, high-collared jackets


Dislikes: Hot weather, ice, idiots, authority figures with no reason to have authority whatsoever


History: Riley's parents were poor when she was born, although her father found an extremely high-paying job just before her sister was born. The result? Her sister was spoiled, and Riley had to deal with her snobbishness. So Riley began spending most of her time away from home, only going to school to keep the law off of her rear and not paying attention to her grades until a friend of hers began forcing her to study with him. Jonathan, was his name, and the two's relationship only grew closer over the years, until the boy up and left without a single word. Feeling betrayed, Riley distanced herself further from both her family and anyone she used to talk to, although she kept of her grades out of a small bit of commitment to her 'friend.' She had gotten particularly frustrated one night and ended up watching in awe as the paper burned to ashes--luckily nothing else caught on fire. After this, Riley's time away from home became more frequent as she disappeared into the poorer, more abandoned part of town to practice her newfound ability. While practicing, she'd often find herself distracted by the constant fighting of two rival gangs, and one day stepped in, beating the crap out of a hotheaded gang leader as the other, smarter man looked on. After brushing off a thanks with more than a little annoyance, Riley continued her practice and wasn't bothered again.


Aria, Riley's sister, turned up right before Riley left, begging Riley to let her roam about with her. Reluctantly, Riley agreed, and the two grew closer until one night, the hotheaded gang leader made a dramatic return and almost beat the shit out of Riley, had the teen not accidentally burnt him and his croonies to death first, giving herself minor burns in the process. Aria discovered her power that night, healing Riley the moment she touched her. Riley invited Aria to train with Riley, but the two were snitched on soon after they started and were sent off to rehabilitation, Riley pissed at the way her and her sister were treated but unable to change anything.

Appearance

Note: Riley might be mistaken for a boy due to her lack of boobs. To put it bluntly.

 

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Name: Sapphire Finch

Alias: N/A

Type Of Magic: Illusion

Gender: Female

Age: 17​

Personality:

Stubborn, brutish, and often times mean, she's a known troublemaker around the facility. Everyone knows not to mess with Sapphire. She's tough. She knows how to fight, and has a very good grasp on her ability, making her a very dangerous subject. She's kept under heavy watch. There are rumors she's killed a guard, but it's obvious if she did, she most likely wouldn't be here. Still, people fear her nonetheless. And with good reason.

There is a part of her that pities people weaker, sadder, and smaller than her, and she will grow fond of a certain child if they aren't bratty. Especially if they remind her of herself. She has befriended a boy named Cobalt, and he opens up quite a bit around her. She's slightly nicer to him than she is to everyone else.

Likes: Not.. a lot. The people she cares for, which are very select. Peaceful places, like gardens or lakes. That's really it.

Dislikes: Most people, the facility, people who prod/annoy/bug her.

Occupation: Student

Bio: A street rat abandoned at birth, Sapphire spent the first ten years of her life in an orphanage which she ran away from as soon as she could. The caretaker was an abusive man, who kept all the resources given to him for himself. She escaped at the age of twelve, but only after many escape attempts over the course of two whole years. She taught herself to fight just to survive the drunk rage of the caretaker.

She lived alone on the streets, stealing food and sleeping in park slides, up until she was fourteen. A man named Darius Finch took Sapphire in as his down daughter, rescuing her from the streets albeit a little but unwillingly, but she warmed up to him with time.

At fifteen she discovered her abilities, and Darius revealed that he as well had powers too. They grew closer together, speaking, learning, training their powers in secret. But an accident causing Sapphire to reveal her powers in public lead to her being taken away to the facility, and Darius being caught as well. But he was too old to be sent to the same facility as her, and they were separated. Though Sapphire did put up a hell of a fight.​

 

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Damien Joseph Lynch

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Alias: N/A.


Type Of Magic: Dream Theft.


Gender: Male.


Age:19.


Occupation: Gym Teacher // Former delinquent.


(perks of being in a government facility, no teaching degree needed!)


Height: 6'3


Weight:140 lbs.


Eyes: Blue.

Personality;


Damien is by all definitions not a pleasant fellow to be around. He's got a knack for being a royal ass, as well as generally pushing people to the brink of violence. He's never been a solid fan of the idea of playing nice with others, although the center has him on his best behavior. Damien is by all means a delinquent, he's been kicked out of most every school he's been enrolled in. Spare the one he graduated from. The entry into the rehabilitation program has, if anything, given him the skill to hold his tongue. He's big on plotting and planning, and he's been sent to the solitary chambers more than once. Damien generally isn't the type to hang out with those far younger than him, and respect isn't easy to get from the boy. He's got a chip on his shoulder about the world, despite a rather pleasant upbringing. Being unfair is a trait he's been saddled with, but he's always got a love for a serious underdog story. When people do, somehow, for whatever reason, befriend Damien, he makes a powerful ally. Fiercely loyal, and overly protective, he's the sort of guy people want on their side. That, and his adept knowledge of things such as butterfly knives, have him in a rather nice place given his magic. Dream theft is wonderful for the boy convict. Granted it's also why he's sedated often. Damien these days, can tend to be slightly watered down at times. Which, doesn't help improve his personality in the slightest. There is a strong hatred for the government embedded in Damien. He despises them, which is a reasonable enough trait for someone in his position.


Likes; Fast Cars, Knives, Dogs, Expensive Things, Natural Sleep, Himself, Guys, Girls.


Dislikes; Going slow, Sedation, Cats, Gym Class, Restrictions, The Government.


Bio;


A man of money, Damien came from a prominent politicians home. His father was speaker of the house, his mother a housewife, and he their only child. Damien, was always privy to his magical talents. His parents, were not. His mother was by no means a solid member of the family, usually too lost in whatever habit she was indulging that day. Sometimes, he was all about letting her have her fun and forgetting the America that wound up seriously destroyed when the revelations about Magic came to light. His father, was corrupt as hell. Which, didn't overly bother Damien, his father wasn't in truth that bothered with him. While they shared a home, they had the general agreement that Damien was going to do whatever he so pleased, and his father wasn't going to see him.


Damien, before the rehabilitation camp, spent almost all of his time lounging around his lavish home and relaxing with his friends throughout the day. The night was for other activities. His favorite of activities being racing, and one of the large-scale parties that later wound him up in the hellhole he currently resides in. Drugs, once you've got a strong grasp of the concept of the formula and how to properly craft them, are within reach for a dream thief. Parties, were always a thing to behold. He ran the town he resided in during the night, a king among men, or perhaps a god. Things, do not always go your way when ruling.


When he hit seventeen, he had the unfortunate luck to, during one such party, dream something not so savory. Dreams things, get mingled, mangled, destroyed. When he fell asleep, the lull of sleeping on account of influence of whatever the latest and greatest illegal substance was, he awoke to a smattering of blood and something dead, dying, awful. When the cops arrived, thanks to the panic of several party goers, Damien's attempts to fight, or flee, were stamped out by the cold hard buzz of a taser. When he came to, he was in a jail cell. Of course he had explaining to do. The thing, the very dead thing, had prints matching his own. A few tests later, and a positive identification, and he found himself in the system. Despite his father's reputation, there wasn't much he could do.


This would be he second rehabilitation center, the first hadn't been security of high enough caliber. Damien had found himself unable to escape despite this idea. Although, the gravity of his situation dawned on them. It's no longer so easy to slide into the necessary dream space. Slightly broken, but still hopeful, he's been forced into the role of Gym Teacher nowadays. On account of his youth, and inability to be trusted doing much else.

 

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  Name: Kathleen Whitley
  
  
  Alias:N/A
  
  
  Type Of Magic: Sight
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Age: 16
  
  
  Height: 5'3
  
  
  
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  Personality: Simply speaking, Kathleen Whitley is a hard person to describe. She greatly enjoys people but at the same time, she also hates certain aspects that people have such as arrogance. Her temper flares up very quickly but it dies out just as quickly. Kathleen tends to be klutzy so if you have something breakable, it's best to not give it to her to hold. After a vision, Kathleen is known to be very grouchy from the side effects of her ability. Kathleen, unlike her brother is not a morning person and tends to be very irritable in the mornings.
  
  
  Likes: Water, rain, coffee, cats, people, Aaron
  
  
  Dislikes: Mornings, institution, ignorance, people
  
  
  
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  Occupation:Student
  
  
  Bio: Kathleen and Aaron were born to two powerless parents They had a fairly normal childhood with Aaron being extremely good with nature and Kathleen being normal. It wasn't until there late teen years that Kathleen's ability showed up. It happened early in the morning when Kathleen was seen with a light headache and a light nosebleed. There parents then ended up paying more attention to both Kathleen and Aaron. They noticed that Aaron had continued to be freakishly good with nature and had overheard a conversation that he had had with his sister about how the plants were speaking to him. Their mom had put to and to together and had convinced their father that they're dangerous and had them sent to the facility.
  
  
  

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  Name: Aaron Whiteley
  
  
  Alias:N/A
  
  
  Type Of Magic: Plant magic
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Age:16
  
  
  Height: 5'7
  
  
  
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  Personality:Aaron is a very calm person who very much enjoying being outside. He is very stubborn when it comes to things he is passionate about and is very easy to become friends with. He is very intelligent and is often seen with his nose in a book. He is great at tuning into his inner self and listens to his emotions. Aaron enjoys his abilities and greatly dislikes the woman who turned him and his sister into the institution.
  
  
  Likes: Being outside, rain, sunny days, books, caffeine, Kathleen, dogs
  
  
  Dislikes: Being stuck inside on perfect days, stupidity, the institution, closed spaces.
  
  
  
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  Occupation:Student
  
  
  Bio:Kathleen and Aaron were born to two powerless parents They had a fairly normal childhood with Aaron being extremely good with nature and Kathleen being normal. It wasn't until there late teen years that Kathleen's ability showed up. It happened early in the morning when Kathleen was seen with a light headache and a light nosebleed. There parents then ended up paying more attention to both Kathleen and Aaron. They noticed that Aaron had continued to be freakishly good with nature and had overheard a conversation that he had had with his sister about how the plants were speaking to him. Their mom had put to and to together and had convinced their father that they're dangerous and had them sent to the facility.
  
  
  

 

[TangledBowties]

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Spoiler

Name: Danielle Jackson​

Alias: n/a

Type Of Magic: Empathy

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Height: 5'4







Personality: Danielle or Dani is quiet. She doesn't speak much. She's very calm and doesn't care much for big crowds. Her passion lies with drawing and painting. Often she has a bored expression on her face. She has a tough she'll to crack, but when you do you can begin to see who she truly is.

Likes: Quiet places, grape soda, cats, snowy/rainy days, the cold.

Dislikes: Big crowds, loud noises, and mushrooms.

Occupation: Student

Bio: Danielle never had many friends. Many people thought she was weird because she's quiet, she stays on the sidelines, and in the dark corners. She doesn't care to share much about her past.

 

[yoikes]

Name:

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Oliver Wellington

Aliasld Man / Grandpa (Because he's the oldest (right now))

Type Of Magic: Water Manipulation

Gender: M

Age: 24​

Personality:

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Loud and friendly, a charmer who likes to flirt with every girl she met (Excluding those far under his age) and oftenly act as a 'big brother' figure to those younger than him (most of the time, tease them until he pissed them off). But, he looked more like a dad and people would jokingly called him grandpa or granddad.

Likes: Party, loud music, happy atmosphere, beer, cigarettes, interesting people

Dislikes: People who have bad intention in mind, vegetables (yuck)

Occupation: Used to work an accountant, now teach Economics

Bio: Born to a normal family, Oliver find out about his ability when he's swimming in a beach and almost got swept away by a strong wave. If it were not because of his ability, he would not survive the event. With his ability, he has the sneaky idea of using it to win various swimming competition. He did just that, but it makes him realize that he is cheating and doesn't deserve the victory. So he stopped, and live a normal life. He graduated from university and worked as an accountant for a big company, until he got caught and taken to the facility.

Appearance:
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Stood at 5' 9" tall, Oliver has a messy dark brown hair. He also sports a beard just because he thinks he's going to look more manly.

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[Rantos]

"Despicable, aren't I?"
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Name

Kano [forgotten]

Alias

That scum bag!

Type Of Magic

Illusions

Gender

"Which ever you prefer baby."

Age

It was 20 yesterday, could be 19 today, Kano can't remember.​

Personality

Trickster, liar, deviant, evil. Kano is a great deal of many things, but none of them good. Even at surface level, one can easily tell that he is never up to any good. He commits evil deeds and sins with a smile, able to shrug off the pain of another human easily. People call him the devil. That nickname came from his tendencies to wreak havoc everywhere he goes. His motives are always unclear, as Kano is nearly impossible to read. Every emotion that Kano produces seems forced and over exaggerated. If Kano is happy his smiles are always large are pronounced. If he is angry, even a bit, one can see the veins pop out of his forehead. This, of course, is all just really a show. Kano doesn't really feel anything, rather, he lies to himself, telling himself he is still part human. Kano can always be seen with a sly smile on his face, skipping jovially to his own beat.

Kano, is a Pathological liar...

Kano has left behind all semblance of morals, empathy, compassion. Although his outward personality may suggest otherwise, inside, Kano is a logical human. He understands the concept of action, reaction vary well. He knows what kind of back lashes his actions may cause, but continues with them anyways. When all is said and done, at then end of the day Kano just wants to see you yell... not dead. He would never put anyone's life in danger, nor would he let someone get hurt on his watch. Sure, with Kano around things may get insane, but one can have peace of mind in knowing they will live to see the next day. That is if you know him well enough. Because like hell he would tell anyone that.

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Likes

- Japes

- Cakes

- Shakes

- Baked (things)

- Killer whales

Dislikes

- Causing others physical pain

- Being controlled

- People digging too deep into his personal life

- Cats (allergic)

- Lying

Occupation

"People call me an occupational hazard. Does that count"

Bio

Kano wasn't always a dirty little liar. That, was a fairly recent development. Kano was born like every other kid, healthy, happy, into a family that loved him. That was at least until mere seconds after his birth a giant dragon broke down the roof of the hospital. It was a long 30 minutes of screaming, running and overall mass hysteria. All of a sudden, in the middle of the dragon rampaging the hospital, everything just stopped. The dragon was gone, the hospital was fine, and Kano was fast asleep in his mothers arms. At the time no one connected the dots, that the dragon was just an illusion, or that Kano was the one that casted it.

From the moment he left the hospital all the way to age 10, strange things always happened to Kano. He didn't know how to control his powers at the time, so wherever he went, so did trouble. All kinds of things that no one thought possible happened around Kano. No one really knew why or how, neither did Kano really. By age 8 he was labeled a cursed child. Humans, both young and old actively avoided the boy. Either that or they said mean things to him. Threw rocks at him. Anything to make Kano leave. His father would constantly talk about how things would be easier if Kano was never born, and even his mother found it hard to muster up any love for him. On a cold winter night, alone in the dark of his bedroom, as tears ran down Kano's face, something clicked. A voice in his head spoke.

"You're a monster. So why not act more like one."




The tears stopped on that day, for a vary long time. Kano gained a grip on his powers, he began to control them finally. Only things got worse. Kano did not care for living a normal life. He thought, why not use the powers to get even. Before he was known as the cursed boy, but after age 11 he was given the title of devil. Revenge was taken on every last person that dared to spit out foul names at Kano before. But of course, he was a bit more careful. No one really knew it was him causing a disturbance. By the end of the month Kano had forced ten families in his neighborhood to move far, far away. But he didn't stop there. Kano became a lawless boy, doing what he wanted, when he wanted, just because he could get away with anything. A liar, a thief and on the night before he came to the center... he was a murderer.

Kano stood before the entrance of the center to correct those who could use magic. No one forced him to go there, nor did anyone turn him in. He knocked on the gates, and went in on his own accord.

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[Pyosimros]

Height: 5'9"

Weight: 142 lbs


Eye Color: Brown


Hair Color: Yellow


Build: Ectomorph
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Alexander "Alex" Webster

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Personality

Rehabilitation. Something that was supposed to 'help' people. However, it dealt the opposite to Alex. Before rehabilitation, Alex was a spry young man out to join his friends on various endeavours. Wether it was run around in the forest or stay inside and play videogames, he didn't really care what he did. A kind person who would help anyone, Alex seemed to be attracted to danger like a moth to a flame. This kindness would be one of his main weaknesses however, since he could easily be categorized as a pushover.


A person who is quick to act, he rarely gives anything a second thought. This applies to most things Alex does, from hastily rushing to various things or saying what was on his mind, he tends to get his opinions heard. Mostly cutting into conversations with his own wit, most people would immediately hate him or enjoy his company. This split, is bigger than most. On one side, people would call him annoying. On the other, people would call him a nice person to talk to.


However, that was a while ago, and Alex changed since then. Though he's still kind and friendly to others, most of the time this was a guise to cover his cynical demeanor. It takes a little bit of more convincing to motivate him to help others again, unless it directly benefits him.


As much as Alex would like to believe he'd changed, some of his old personality still bleeds through unintentionally. Like there was someone else trapped in his new shell of a personality, there would occasionally be outbursts of happiness or empathetic thought.

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Background

Kindness. A concept Alex used to be familiar with, and spent most of his life helping others. The thing about kindness however, is that sooner or later the world drags you down to an all time low. We probably all have these times, and for Alex, it was the time he saved a man's life.


Alex was born from a medium-wealth family and used to be your stereotypical happy helper putting his live below others. No one would call him a crime fighter or anything related, because he simply had never done anything of the sort. Instead, Alex did the small stuff. Doing chores, helping friends with small tasks, and finally, the things that would label you as a teacher's pet. The fact that he was practically there whenever his teacher needed assistance made him look like a massive suck-up. People didn't like that about him, and soon enough, the stereotypical bullies came along.


The bullies never had the guts to do any actual harm to Alex, and he knew this. With this knowledge at hand, he never payed attention to their constant threats and such. Instead, he focused on the better things in life.


One day, the class went to a skiing trip up north. Seemed harmless enough, and seemed like something fun to do. If Alex could figure out how to ski that is. Each minute that passed, going down the hill and up it again, Alex found a natural talent with skiing, even if he accepted the fact that this is likely one of the only times he'll ever ski again.


Ski injuries. Too common for anyone's liking, it was hard to not find some poor citizen with broken bones. On his fifth trip down, Alex saw a man. The man quickly lost control and starting shooting off into zigzags, and these zigzags blasted him straight into a tree. It was a shame, the man was at the bottom of the slope, and now he'll have to wait a few months to ski again. Alex felt an urge to help. He felt like if he didn't at least check if he was fine, he'd never forgive himself.


"The paramedics have this covered everyone. Just move along," The teacher ordered, but Alex didn't listen. If he had, he'd probably never be in that terrible Rehabilitation Center. Alex rushed to the man's side, and his groans were the only things he could hear. He looked over at his foot, twisted and bent in the wrong way. Something Alex didn't want to see, and something that was way out of his league. That was when Alex did the dumbest thing he had ever done. Putting his hand on the disfigured leg, it felt like a green aura surrounded him. A few seconds later to Alex's astonishment, the man's leg was fixed.


He looked at his hands, and back at the man. No words could describe what Alex just did, and he felt a pat on his back by one of his friends. "You just saved this guy!" He cheered, and a roar of other cheers could be heard. The man however, thought differently.


"Freak! Get away from me!" He cried, and went off. Pretty ungrateful of him, but Alex never minded. At home, he was branded as a hero. He enjoyed various praise and such, until he got a letter on his doorstep, and a stunned expression was plastered on his face.


Rehabilitation? Why? He's never done anything wrong, all he's done was help people. Spreading the news to others, they reacted in the same way. Various people tried to prevent his movement, though soon enough, he was off to the rehabilitation center.


Alex grew cynical in nature, and he never bothered with assisting others unless persuaded enough. It was a new life. A new life Alex had to get used to.

Opinions

Likes

• Candy
  
• Trustworthy people
  
• Playing with others in the forest
  
• Videogames
  
• Ice cream
  

Dislikes

• Ungrateful people
  
• Seafood
  
• Being too helpful
  

Capabilities

Healing


Accelerated Healing Factor - Alex has the ability to heal at a rapid rate. Though not invincible, he could heal from most wounds. The only wounds he can't heal from however, are wounds that affect the head. Since his head is what causes the healing, telepaths or just cutting off or extreme damage to the head could halt his ability.


Healing others - Alex has the ability to heal others. While physical contact makes it easier for his abilities to work, he can still do it if in proximity to the person Alex would like to heal.





Skills

• Investigative analysis
  
• Tinkering
  

Weaknesses

• Natural distrust of others
  
• Lack of combat experience
  

LAKOTA

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Age: 17


Alias: N/A


Gender: Male


Type of Magic: Healing


Occupation: Student
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[Kumii]

Name


Kyle Reavus


Alias


The All-Seeing Eye


Type Of Magic


Clairvoyance


Gender


Male


Age


19

Personality


Kyle isn't one to concern himself with the opinions of others, for this he can seem very cold hearted, but he really isn't. He has a very open heart, though it'd be a good idea to keep a watchful eye of him as he does show signs of utter insanity.


Kyle can also seem withdrawn and ignorant but he can be very smart and cunning. Despite all this, his insanity still seems to take over most of the time, cause him to ramble to himself and speak erratically, often mumbling. However due to his partial insanity, his predictions can often backfire, due to clouded judgement. But when he has control over himself he is polite, shy, and uses his words to speak his feelings.

Kyle isn't afraid to fight to defend his friends and loved ones but would rather avoid fighting altogether and settle the conflict using words, because of this he has become a very good wordsmith and persuader... What you thought Clairvoyance was his ONLY power? With his Insane side and normal side.. you can't really tell if he's telling the truth.. or lying.

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  ~His Cards
  
  
  ~Other people who share the same interests as him
  
  
  ~Listening to the sounds of thunder
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  ~Violence, but as stated will fight if absolutely needed
  
  
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  Born 19 years ago, young Kyle was always different from everyone else. Being born with a red left eye, he could see possible futures and use these vision to predict a possible path for an individual. When he was 13, he was diagnosed with sporadic insanity, often referring to his insane personality as a "second personality". Doctors believe this is due to enumerable futures he has seen. His condition didn't seem to get better, because around 3 years later, he was diagnosed with Insanity. Seeming no different to himself, he denied the diagnosis and told everyone he met he has Partial Insanisty, which really didn't make much of a difference.
  
  
  Also at 16, he received cards.. blank ones, seems like anyone can write anything on them, but these were different. They corresponded with his thoughts, as if they were connected with his mind. Basically whatever he thought showed up on the card he was holding in his right hand, only his right hand, never worked with the left. With this, his predictions could be conveyed to the received in the form of a picture on a card. It was a standard deck, 52 cards, blue backs, blank faces, at first he thought they were a joke but the more he played with them, the more he learned, so he decided to keep 'em.
  
  
  Disgruntled and disappointed, Kyle ran.. far away, for 3 years he wandered from place to place, somehow managing to keep himself alive. Everywhere he went everyone called him a freak. Until he found this facility, he thought this was his only refuge option... so he entered willingly.
  
  
  
  
  
  

 

[Pyosimros]

Height: 5'7"


Weight: 123lbs


Eye Color: Yellow-Brown


Hair Color: Light Brown


Build: Ectomorph
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Emma Owens

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Personality

Emma is a person who's friendly enough when you meet her. However, her personality may vary greatly depending on the situation. In one moment, she could be the liability, however, in under a few seconds, everyone else could be the liability.


A natural actor, Emma plays a person everyone would want to help. The shy and innocent girl. This is usually so she could leech assistance before she familiarizes herself with her surroundings. A person that plans everything out, this is the first step in her path to success. Depending on the person, Emma may keep this personality or throw it out entirely. In this persona, Emma purposely acts as if she hasn't noticed certain things, even if she had already took them in account upon seeing them.


A person who takes opportunities or creates these opportunities, Emma is quite good at planning. Planning, leads her to winning. And winning, is all she cares about. A competitive person, she can't imagine a world in where she loses, or worse, her losing to someone she has already categorizes as 'not a threat'.


When Emma is out of this guise, a competitive and strong spirit reveals itself. Naturally trying to reach for the leadership position, she tries to make sure no one tries to take it before her. This competitive edge mixed with very one-sided thinking can lead to dangerous results. Dangerous results in which she doesn't acknowledge.

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Background

In the way Emma was raised, a competitive spirit was necessary. With two siblings near her age, she sought out to become the best out of all of them. Wether it was getting the best grades or making the most amount of friends, she soon became addicted to success.


As she grew, she took various praise for her efforts. Wether it was a science fair or a simple test, praise usually followed. Other than school, Emma focused on other things. Such as strengthening relations and tinkering with various things.


However, one of Emma's greatest strengths is her swimming ability. Whenever she swam, she felt an exterior force shoving herself forward. She always thought it applied to everyone else, and her arrogance told her that she was the superior swimmer.


This thought sticked with Emma, until that time she almost flooded her town. An event she usually hides, it was what got her into the Recreational Center in the first place. She had since forgotten what set her off, but it was bad. Something frustrated her to a point in which she was about to engulf the town in water. It didn't happen however, but the water from the bay did levitate. And a second later, Emma collapsed.


A few months later, she awoke in the Recreational Center. Apparently she was comatose for that past few months, and Emma almost made the first person she met choke on his own water supply. Soon enough however, Emma realized that violence wasn't an ideal way to get out, instead it was an ideal way to get into prison. So she silently accepted her fate, and waited for a day to escape.

Opinions

Likes

• Forcing help out of others
  
• Semi-crowded areas
  
• Food
  
• Abusing her power
  
• Finding new applications to her power
  

Dislikes

• Admitting flaws
  
• People who don't learn from their mistakes
  
• Helpless people
  
• Outdated technology
  

Capabilities

Hydrokinesis


Manipulation - The manipulation of water, Emma has the ability to mold water into various shapes or draw water out from practically anywhere.

Skills

• Hand-to-hand combat (basic)
  
• Persuasion
  
• Investigative analysis
  
• Planning
  
• Creative uses of her power
  
• Above-average intellect
  
• Swimming
  

Weaknesses

• Arrogance
  
• Over-calculations
  
• Denying failure
  

Age: 16


Alias: N/A


Gender: Female


Type of Magic: Water


Occupation: Student
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[hosaki]

Name: Carlton Raines


Alias: N/A


Occupation: Student


Type Of Magic: Dream Walking


Gender: Male


Age: 17


Appearance: Stands at a height of 5' 9'', with a slim build


Personality:


A self-absorbed and neurotic individual, Carlton unintentionally repels others with his strict routines and his particularities. Things ranging from the color of his socks to the arrangement of his room must be just so, depending on the day of the week and on other circumstances. These "habits", if they can even be called that, have grown to become an integral part of his life. It isn't debilitating per say; in fact these arrangements, as meaningless and onerous as they seem to be to the casual observer, are reassuring to him. Carlton is also very superstitious: he has multiple lucky items and "protective wards" that he carries around with him. Outside of the things that he is strangely scrupulous about, he is still painstakingly neat in carrying out his everyday activities, though not to the extent of anxiety or compulsion.


As his own power allows him to invade someone's mind in their most vulnerable state, Carlton has grown to fear the ease with which others may delve into his own private thoughts. There is no way to avoid or even identify telepaths and other similar people, yet he still makes it his mission to determine the abilities of each person he meets in order to prepare even the most meager of precautions. Even if none of his acquaintances are telepaths, he still fiercely guards his right to privacy. Carlton is untrusting of those who share the same curse that he does. Yes, he hates his own abilities, especially since he has difficulty controlling them. Whether it be the nightmares, the embarrassments, the fantasies, the aspirations of others, he has seen it all, even without intending to. His strong sense of personal responsibility causes him to feel guilt in his inability to suppress his own powers.


Regarding his sense of responsibility, Carlton has strong personal convictions that he struggles to uphold. For example, he is apathetic to the idea of any rule-breaking, but if he becomes entangled in, or knowledgeable about the wrongdoing, he feels obligated to report it to the authorities. While one might first deem Carlton be serious and uptight, he does have a sense of humor, as twisted as it might be. He is a fan of dry sarcasm and will give biting remarks should the situation every call for it, though his delivery lacks enthusiasm. While he finds it difficult to label anyone as a friend, he is willing to adopt "mutually beneficial relationships" with his acquaintances.


Likes:


- Walking into nonsensical dreams


- Learning how to control and suppress his powers


- Coffee and energy drink


- Writing home


Dislikes:


- People invading his personal space (anything less than a foot away is too close)


- Nosy people


- Telepaths and other dream walkers


- His own magical abilities


- Sleep


Biography:


Carlton had an exceedingly normal childhood. That is, until he experienced the first awakenings of his powers. His own dream world had always been a stark white, yet that night, the beginning darkness of another's sleep crept up on him. The colors of their imagined beasts soon bled into his space; looming shadows paralyzed him with a dread that was not his own. Carlton shared the nightmares and the night terrors of his younger brother, though he never forgot them when morning came. He was eight at the time, and the repeated trauma left him terrified of going to bed. It continued untreated until he was fifteen years old, though by that time he was not only exploring the nightmares of his immediate family members, but those of his day-to-day acquaintances as well. He did everything he could to stay awake, but the strain was beginning to take a toll on his body. Gaunt, irritable, eyes circled with dark bags. It was then that he began a dream journal at the behest of his mother, in an attempt to find the root of the problem.They soon recognized the strange patterns in his nighttime experiences -- dream-walking, the government called it. So Carlton was sent to the closest correctional facility. Three years have since passed, and he is further from his goal as he's ever been. If anything, his abilities have grown stronger: he has learned to manipulate the dreams into his desired visions.

 

[yoikes]

@Amaranthium Am i accepted?

 

[Amaranthium]

@too much idea indeed you are!

 

[Agrael]

Maximilian Warfield

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Alias: Max


Type of Magic: Sight


Gender: Male


Age: 16


Personality: Max is quite shy and he doesn't have many friends, but he keeps friends he has close. Although seemingly innocent, he can hold a grudge and isn't afraid to get his hands dirty. He doesn't like his magic ability, as he thinks it makes him useless - he can't prevent the events he sees in his visions from happening. He thinks he finally reached insanity. And it grows in him more and more with each vision he sees. He tries to keep the anger he has in himself inside, but won't hold it back if something terrible happens. He also suffers from insomnia. And to think he was a normal boy before his magic abilities started to act up...He still likes video games, loves surfing on the Internet, hates history and maths.


Likes: Video games, Internet, energy drinks, kind people, criminal stories


Dislikes: Alcoholism, his magic ability, history and maths, Internet trolls, learning new languages


Biography: As mentioned earlier, Max was a normal kid before his magical abilities showed up. Well...almost normal. His childhood wasn't very happy. After Max was born, his father began drinking, claiming he didn't want a kid and this was an accident. He blamed his mother for everything even if it didn't make sense. With each day, he was more angry at everything and drank more and more. It was enough when once he hit Max's mom. It was enough for her to get the kid and move out to her older brother's house. He was kind and although a bit overwhelmed, he accepted them. That's when everything started to be normal. Young Max started to go into a local school. He knew he wasn't like other kids who were coming to school with their dads. Max didn't even remember how his dad looked like, but from mom's stories, it was enough to hate alcoholism. Max, pretty early in his life, promised that he would never ever touch alcohol in his life. After he turned sixteen and he almost forgot about all his problems, his life began to crumble again. Once, he had a nightmare. After returning from school, tired, he almost immediately fell asleep. Although he wasn't sleeping for long. A very short dream in which his mother was killed in a car accident woke him up. She was making her hair, looking at her car's side mirror and completely overlooked that the lights in front of her turned to red. She was then hit by a truck. An unfortunate blow to the head killed her instantly. Max was scared but thought little of it...until ten minutes later, his uncle gave him a call that his mother died in a car accident. Moreover, the circumstances of the accidents were identical! He was scared, confused and devastated, but believed it really was just a coincidence. Until he started getting more visions of events that were really happening and he knew nothing of. A pregnant teacher miscarrying the baby, his classmate falling off the stairs and injuring himself and other things. Once, when he was sleeping in class during History he despised, he saw a girl from his class jumping off the school's roof during a stormy weather. He woke up instantly and looked in the window...a storm. He was terrified. He asked the history teacher whether he can go to the bathroom and the teacher let him. Right after leaving the class, Max sprinted to the roof of the school, meaning to save the girl. But it was too late. The moment he entered the roof, she jumped off. It was later revealed that she was bullied. Max felt angry. It isn't the first time he tried to prevent a vision from happening. It was driving him insane, seeing those things and not being able to do anything. The principal later asked him whether he knew something of the girl's plans, since he sprinted to the roof. Max, although hestitant, told him the truth about his abilities. Principal, seeing how serious he was while saying that, reported him to the Rehabilitation center.

 

[yoikes]

@too much idea indeed you are!

Cool! I'll find a good time to jump into the RP

 

[Agrael]

@Amaranthium feel free to tell me if I'm accepted as well I really like the RP so far from what I read.

 

[KayIa]

Look, I can comprehend the fear many have over abilities such as mine. I just don't comprehend what logic lies in everyone's attempt to 'cure' us. Others may want the 'cure', but that does not mean I have consented even remotely. I only wish to be free of this supposed help that I never wanted, nor do I need. Lazuli

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Basic Information

Name: Lazuli

Alias: Number 18

Type Of Magic: Telepathy

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Detailed Information

Personality:

Lazuli has a fiery spirit and a lot to say. She states things with a precise vocabulary and isn't afraid to say what's on her mind. She's pretty clever, strong, and extremely strong willed. She likes to calculate things and plan ahead of time, but given opportunity she won't hesitate to do something at times that proves to be rash if she believes she is aiding someone else. She can't stand seeing others in pain unless she deems the pain necessary.

Likes:

-using a diverse vocabulary


-lending a hand to those she believes deserve the help


-being as true to her word and herself as she possibly can be

Dislikes:

-seeing others in pain unless she thinks the pain is necessary


-liars and people who enjoy deceiving and manipulating others


-people with awful grammar unless they are children

Occupation:

Student

Bio:

Lazuli grew up with her twin brother and only lent her trust and help to him. They knew each other like no other and took care of each other since their parents were murdered. Lazuli never liked depending on anyone or following anyone's orders unless she found it necessary. She still doesn't and loathes the situation she's in. She misses her brother and feels bad for him since she knew that to him she just dropped off of the face of the Earth. Lazuli used to be a sadistic and destructive criminal but changed for better. She has a hobby of playing with her hair and increasing her athletic ability. Unfortunately for those that stuck her in the facility, she loves her abilities and doesn't even remotely plan on getting rid of them or having them 'cured'. So here she is, a rebellious, precise, agile teenage girl that somehow ended up with a Telepathic ability.

Appearance

Appearance:

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Height: 5ft 11in.

Weight: 152 lbs

Walking: Graceful + defiant stride

Flexibility/Agility: Liquid-like swift movement

Voice: Relatively deep and mature

Other Pics

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And lastly: How Lazuli acts when someone uses improper grammar-

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[KayIa]

@Amaranthium


Any idea on how I should jump in?