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[Infected Innocence]

★They call me →
☆ Ted Remus Lupin ←

★Though I prefer →
☆ Ted, Teddy Bear, or just Lupin ←

★This is how many candles I blew out this year →
☆ Eighteen ;; Seventh Year ←

★I am loyal to the one and only →
☆ Hufflepuff ←

★My friends say I'm →
☆ Ted is a sweet, cheerful young man who's always tried to look on the bright side of things. Even if he can't, he'll hide whatever negativity he's feeling so as not to worry or upset those around him. He's got a curious nature, always willing to learn new things, to see new places and meet new people. He isn't particularly loud - in fact, he's quite soft-spoken - but he's talkative enough, and quite friendly. He'd sooner make friends than enemies, and one would have to actually be trying in order to get on his bad side. Like others of his house, as it was one of Helga Hufflepuff's preferred traits in her students, he's a loyal and hard-working individual, as well as patient.

Teddy also has a good sense of humor and is quite playful - he enjoys making people smile or laugh, with a well-placed comment or a sudden shift in his appearance. While he's always missed his own parents, he knows that they died to make the world a better place, and so he can be a little bitter towards people who take their own parents lightly and complain about them often. With a 'significant other' he can be quite affectionate and gentle, as well as romantic in the way of going out of his way to perform silly little surprises and give little gifts to show how he cares. ←

★My life is like this →
☆
Ted was born during the Second Wizarding War, and was only a month old during the Battle of Hogwarts, in which he lost both of his parents, Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. The baby would never know his parents, but would grow up with constant stories about them, about how great they were and how much they loved him. It was hard, but he was well-raised by his grandmother - his mother's mother - Andromeda, and while he would always miss his own parents, he loved her dearly. He was also, as it were, close to the Weasley and Potter families: partially because of his late parent's relationships with them, and partially because Harry Potter himself was the boy's godfather. He spent quite a lot of time at their various households, particularly the Potters, to the point where he almost felt like a part of the clan himself, visiting at least four times a week for dinner and spending quite a bit of time with the children. A few months after he turned eleven an owl arrived at Andromeda's home, bearing a letter for Ted with elegant writing in green ink on the front, as well as the Hogwart's school emblem. His grandmother was overjoyed, going to the Potter's where Teddy was yet again to give him his letter. There was no end to the cheerful congratulations, and Ted himself was ecstatic. He was hardly able to keep still in the days leading up to his first official school-supply trip to Diagon Alley, and when that day came, he was sent with Harry - who, being younger than Andromeda, had more energy and was more likely to be able to keep up with his godson. They went with Bill and his daughter Victoire, who was also going to be attending her first year at Hogwarts. Ted was wholly incapable of holding still for a minute - he was constantly darting from shop to shop, babbling about which cauldron he wanted, what pet, how neat that broom looked (even though he hated flying,) and Harry, do you think Mom would have liked that?

With a new pet owl, Levi, and a whole cart-load of supplies in tow, Ted and his guardian went to get his wand from old Olivander. It was amazing that, with his age and what he'd suffered during the war, he was still alive and working, but Ted, completely oblivious, went in with that enthusiastic gleam to his eyes - which he'd since changed to a startling shade of bright pink, just to see the reactions of people on the street. After several failed attempts with some wands - one that almost resulted in setting the hem of Harry's robes aflame - he finally found his wand (or perhaps it found him: he never really understand the whole thing.) Thirteen inches long, made of chestnut wood with a dragon heartstring core. Pleasantly springy too, apparently, though he dared not test the springiness for fear of breaking his new wand. He was ready to go to Hogwarts right then and there - but, like the others, he had to wait until Spring, when he left behind his extended family for the first time on the Hogwarts Express. Every year after that became fairly much the same, truly. He'd go home from the Summer, a touch disappointed to leave the school behind - as in the first year, it had already very much become his second home. Ted was quick to make friends among his house, Hufflepuff, with both his sweet disposition and the unique ability he'd inherited from his mother. It never failed to earn attention if his hair went from brown to blue, or if he suddenly took on the appearance of a classmate sitting across from him. Maybe it wasn't always the best attention - it seemed to get on the nerves of his professors sometimes - but Ted was just happy to be meeting new people. Though he did enjoy spending time with the ones he already had - particularly Fred and Victoire, since they started their first year at the same time he did. As the years passed he decided he wanted to be an Auror, just like his mother, and so he began to focus on those classes needed - and doing quite well. Even if he was, for example, quite fond of Charms and Potions, he could still do well at Herbology, which he... Wasn't particularly fond of. Before long the rest of the clan came to Hogwarts, and it... Really began to feel like home. Ted isn't sure he even really wants to graduate at the end of the year now. ←

★You want more? →
☆ Ted's an Metamorphmagus, like his mother, Tonks. ←

★Pulling my strings is →
☆ Infected Innocence ←

★Mirror, mirror on the wall! →
☆ Ted Lupin ←





★They call me →
☆ Albus Severus Potter ←

★Though I prefer →
☆ Al or Albus, mostly, but sometimes Severus, or just plain old Potter. ←

★This is how many candles I blew out this year →
☆ Fifteen ;; Fifth Year ←

★I am loyal to the one and only →
☆ Slytherin ←

★My friends say I'm →
☆ Albus is quite a quiet young thing, perhaps enough to be called somewhat introverted. He isn't very naturally outgoing or charming like either of his parents: instead, he's awkward and quiet around people he doesn't know and, though he keeps it well-hidden, he has very little confidence in himself. He's cunning and ambitious, as befitting Slytherin house, though he inherited Harry's hard-headed determination, so when he puts his mind to something - you can bet it'll get done. And done well, as he hates to half-a** things, instead preferring to put the effort into it do do it properly. But, unlike the stereotypical Slytherin, Al is a nice young man. He's a little uncomfortable in large groups but he's sweet, always willing to lend an ear or a hand to a friend that needs it, and to stick up for those that can't hold their own ground. He has little tolerance for bullies, in fact, even in they come from his own house. Unlike his father, he's also quite smart and hard-working when it comes to school - especially if he's interested in the subject matter.

Like other individuals he has his own likes and dislikes, but he's been known to put those aside on occasion to try and make his parents proud, since he worries often about what they - particularly his dad - think of him, more than ever since he was Sorted into Slytherin. With his friends, Albus is more talkative and upbeat, and with anybody on his bad side he can actually be rather snarky and sarcastic. He can also have quiet a temper when he gets worked up, not afraid to whip out his wand and deliver a good hex when the situation calls for it. He hates being compared to either of his parents - again, particularly his father - since he wants to just be himself, not just his mom or dad's shadow. So when he gets riled up he can be notably waspish, to put it one way - and it's more noticeable when it comes to his older brother, James. While he loves both of his siblings and would do anything for them, dear James tends to grate on his nerves on occasion. He might be nervous at making friends, but that's nothing compared to actual intimate relationships: Albus has never had a girlfriend (or a boyfriend, for that matter,) never been kissed, never slept with anybody... Nothing. He can be easy to fluster and stutters and talks quickly when really embarrassed. ←

★My life is like this →
☆The day Albus was born was two and a half months before the due date, during a very large family gathering at Molly Weasley's home. The whole clan had settled in for dinner when Ginny went into labor, shocking every single body packed into the back garden - he was later told that everybody was quite startled, James in particular crying because of the confusion, as they all Floo'd off to St. Mungos - save for Harry and Ginny, who took a magicked car instead, since Harry was - despite being a second-time father - concerned what the Floo system would do to the infant. They certainly got there with little time to spare: Ginny had already been in labor for an hour, thanks to having to take a car to the hospital, and was in the delivery room for eight more after that before little Albus was born. Tiny, a tad underweight, and crying loudly. Needless to say, the whole Weasley hoard was quite excited to see the new addition. He was around seven when he came into his magic, having quite an average childhood before that - well, as average as it could get, being the son of the famous Boy Who Lived and a top-notch member of the Holyhead Harpies. But without the media attention things were almost normal, even if his family was quite... Massive, when one counted in all of the cousins and uncles and aunts.

The day he first learned of his gift was one he'd always be able to remember: Albus was having a small fight with his parents, which ended with him being angrily sent up to his room. He threw a pillow at the wall, and it... Blew a hole in it. His startled parents ran up to check on him only to find their son staring blankly at the crater in his bedroom wall, absolutely stunned by what had happened. It became a moment to laugh about later in life, but at the time he was just glad to see that he was magical, since James had already come into his magical ability and he didn't want to be 'left behind' as it were. The next four years were spent learning how to try and control his magic before he went to Hogwarts after his elder brother - the day he received his letter was one of extreme excitement for Albus, and he was almost bouncing off the walls up to the day they went to Diagon Alley to get his things. He'd never admit it, but after leaving for the first time on the Hogwarts Express, after the deep talk with his father, he missed his parents horribly. And he was... Scared. Of the Sorting in particular, worried about what house he would be in, and being completely and utterly nauseous when he was put in Slytherin. What would his parents think? What about the rest of his family?

But, despite his concerns, Al has settled quite well into his House, making a number of good friends there. The media ate it up like candy - son of Harry Potter, savior of the Wizarding World, in Slytherin - and while it really did a blow on his self-confidence, he did his best to ignore it. Albus went to his classes, finding he was quite skilled at Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions (the latter of which he actually came to really enjoy.) Adamantly believing that his entire family has been disappointed in him since his Sorting, he's been determined to try and change that, looking forward to his sixth year as a time for him to really get his act together. ←

★You want more? →
☆ He's Seeker on the Slytherin Quidditch team.. ←

★Pulling my strings is →
☆ Infected Innocence ←

★Mirror, mirror on the wall! →
☆ Albus Potter ←

[Infected Innocence]

Username: Infected Innocence
Name: Cullen Montgomery
Age: Seventeen
Bio: Cullen was born from the forbidden romance between an incubus and an angel who, afterwards, was cast away from the heavens for her sin. She and her lover disappeared into a dark forest to build themselves a little home away from the eyes of the public, and it was there that they eventually had their son. They had never thought it would be possible for them to have a child together, but there he was. And, despite his odd appearance, they loved their child. He was a sweet little thing, who enjoyed running about in the moonlight and building things out of fallen twigs and tree sap. But unfortunately, their peace wasn't meant to last. The family was attacked one afternoon by hunters, come to kill the demon and his family; they burned down their cottage, setting the surrounding woods aflame. Cullen was away playing by the stream when his mother appeared, burnt and bleeding, telling him to run and hide and be a good boy. Needless to say he ran, and for two days, waited for one of his parents to come back for him. They never did.

With no other choice he fled to the nearby city, only to learn that he was an abomination to the locals: a small boy with pointed ears, curved horns and dark feathered wings among those who were beautiful and more human in appearance was clearly horrifying to them. So, unable to find any work of any sort, he resorted to living on the streets, stealing what he could and begging when he was unable to. An old demon felt pity for the child and took him in to teach him, hoping that one day the boy could take over his apothecary, as he had no children of his own to pass it on to. As it turned out, Cullen was a very bright young man: he took to the knowledge easily, and well. Eventually the old man decided to send him away to a proper school so he could learn more skills and possibly find his own way in life.
Personality: Cullen's a soft-spoken, yet somewhat talkative young man who can be a little distant thanks to his self-consciousness regarding his appearance and strange hybrid genes. He can come off as cold as a result, but really, he's just worried about what others think of him. Truly he's quite kind, even if a bit sarcastic, and can be very sweet and protective towards those he's fond of. With people he's particularly attracted to he can even be quite flirty and a bit of a tease. More often than not he has a good sense of humor, but he can also have quite a wicked temper.
Race: Half Incubus, Half Angel
Eye color: Magenta
Hair color: Black
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[Infected Innocence]

Infected Innocence donottouch Cullen Montgomery
Infected Innocence donottouchxxxxxx half incubus // half angel

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[Infected Innocence]

Marik Valdane // Seventeen // Telekinetic / Earth // Homosexual
Talkative // Passionate // Teasing // Good-Humored
Infected Innocence

Personal Information

<Marik Valdane>
<Seventeen>
<Male>
<5'11">
<146 lbs>
<Black>
<Green>
<Human>
<Earth>

Needed information

<Homosexual>
<Emerald Dorm #2>
<Cooking Club (Vice President) || Gardening Club (Member)>
<Tennis Club (Member) || Kendo Club (Member)>
<By all means Marik is what you could call 'playful.' He enjoys joking around and teasing those around him, and isn't above getting them riled up by using his body, only to find amusement in seeing them frustrated when he backs off. He's sarcastic, but has a generally good sense of humor, if a little dry. He can be quite talkative, and tends to just brush off insults with laughter or amused agreement. He's got a curious nature and, though he tries to keep it from showing around his masters, a passion for dance. He can move with a particular elegance, able to just move beautifully with music even if there's nothing choreographed. He has a bit of a temper, and when he's upset, can have a bit of a sharp tongue.>

Background story

<Marik was born to a very average family in New York, the only child of a lawyer and a teacher. When he was fourteen his family moved to Vegas for his father's job, since he'd been offered a well-paying place at a firm there - which was good, but not for his mother. She took to the casinos like a fish to water, playing away all of their money and earning very little of it back in winnings. Despite the increase to his father's paycheck they were drowning in debt very quickly. Marik's father, frustrated, decided to file for divorce. His mother absolutely refused to go along with it, and so the situation in the household continued to steadily decline. The teen just tried to ignore it all - he'd go to school, come home, do homework, repeat. He'd spend as much time out of the house as possible so as to avoid his parent's constant fighting.

After a year of that his parents finally separated, and his father, guilty for putting his son in such a place in his young life, moved back to New York with Marik to start up his own law firm instead. Not long after that, they figured out that Marik wasn't quite... Normal. After an accident during a fight with his father that resulted in the entire kitchen table flying across the room, his father refused to have anything to do with him. Being absolutely overwhelmed by the thought of his mutant son he figured he could send him to a school for that sort of person, get him out of the house and away so his father could keep his reputation intact. Marik's been at Clockworks for two years since then, and has become quite adept with his powers. He uses them lightly - for doing homework or carrying his books - but he knows that they can be dangerous if he messes up, so he does his best to be careful.>

<Infected Innocence>

[Infected Innocence]

Infected Innocence donotsteal Marik Valdane

( Turn off the lights ↙ )
≺ xT - Take off your clothes X X X X X X X
Turn on ↻ the stereo xxxxxx xxxx
Give up the fight » I’m in control xi
Why don’t you xxxx LET IT GO ! InfectedInnocence

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Inno F-F-FIND ME || Insert here!
Inno F-F-FEEL ME || Insert here!
Inno L-L-LISTEN TO ME || Insert here!

[Infected Innocence]

xAlbus Severus Potter
xAKA: Al
xI am: Quiet || Sweet || Self-Deprecating || Stubborn || Polite
xI'm a: Half Blood
xI'm in: Second Year
xHouse: Slytherin
xQudditch: Chaser
xInfected Innocence

Albus●Severus●Potter

Ｔｈｅ Ｂａｓｉｃｓ

Character Name

Albus Severus Potter

Nickname

Al, mostly, but sometimes he also gets Alby or Severus, if not just Potter.

Age

Twelve

Birthday

May Twenty-first, 2007

Gender

Male

Blood

Technically, three-quarters pureblood, but he just calls it 'half blood.'

House

Slytherin

Year

Second

Pet

{Ferret}[sable] Morgana

Classes

Astonomy || Charms || Defense Against the Dark Arts || Herbology || History of Magic || Potions || Transfiguration || Flying

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Hair Color

Jet black

Eye Color

Bright green - 'Lily's eyes,' he's been told

Height

5'0"

Weight

96 lbs

Wand

Right handed, 9-1/2", made of ash with a phoenix feather core.

Body Markings

None.


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Traits

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Albus plans on trying out to be one of the Chasers on the Slytherin Quidditch team. Also, whereas Harry lost the ability to speak Parseltongue after the Horcrux in him was destroyed, Albus can speak it quite well. That lone fact terrifies him, and he's never told anybody about it.

[Infected Innocence]

The Doctor

"This is it. I'm going to end up some old, lonely cat man."
Hard-working • Kind • Guilty • Good-Humored

Name- Eric Callighan
Age- Thirty
Pet- The Cat
Gender- Male
My other reflection- [ x ] [ x ]


I can't do this any more. Every pitying look, every 'it wasn't your fault:' I've had enough. It's hard enough doing surgery - but losing her... It broke something in me. It got to the point where I just didn't want to do anything any more. I got depressed, and there's nothing to do about it - if my colleagues found out I was getting treatment, I could lose my job, be kept from treating patients. So for a long time I've been... Wallowing, I guess. And then I got this cat, just out of the blue one night when I went out for Italian. They had this stray picking around the alley, and something just... Came over me. I took the poor thing home out of some misguided sympathy - it was lonely, I was lonely, and my sister had liked cats; she'd approve. Of course, then I realized I was feeling more kinship with a cat than with any human beings in recent days. But as crazy as it sounds, this cat's all I've got. If she leaves me too I don't know what I'm going to do.



Played by,
Infected Innocence

[Infected Innocence]

xxxxxxxxxxxɱїsʈεя naive gentleman
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Daniel Alexander Collins
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Eighteen
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Male
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Year Twelve
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Travis Fimmel
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ John Smith ;; Pocahontas
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Infected Innocence


xxxxxxxxxxxɱїsʈεя cocky outcast
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Axel Mitchell Lancaster
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Seventeen
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Male
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Year Eleven
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Austin Victoria
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ The Lion King II: Simba's Pride ;; Kovu
xxx❥ - ⊰ [✩] ↘ Infected Innocence








-- » Axel Lancaster
-- » Kovu ;; The Lion King II: Simba's Pride
-- » Twenty
-- » Worker at 'Big Thunder Ranch'
-- » Infected Innocence

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Full Name: Axel Mitchell Lancaster
Nicknames: Ax, Axie
Age: Twenty
Sexuality & Status: Homosexual & Unhappily Single
Disney Character: Kovu, from The Lion King II: Simba's Pride
Work Occupation: ( describe as much as possible. What would you find at Disneyland/Disney World? Example: Disney Mascot, Ride attendants, Hotel attendants, Waiters, waitresses, etc.)


Likes

✔ LIST
✔ THREE
✔ LIKES

Dislikes

✘ LIST
✘ THREE
✘ DISLIKES

Anything Else?

personality, secrets, tattoos, peircings...whatever you want. This part is optional.

Username: HERE

[Infected Innocence]

xx★xxJacob Michael Stellar
xx★xxMale
xx★xxHomosexual
xx★xxQuiet || Sweet || Cheerful || Nervous
xx★xxTwin Brother
xx★xxInfected Innocence

JACOB MICHAEL STELLAR

| Seventeen | Male | Twin Brother | 6'1" | 172 lbs |


PERSONALITY ::Jake's always been a very gentle, soft-spoken boy with a kind heart. He may not be particularly loud, not one to shout or make a spectacle of himself, but he can certainly get his point across when he wants to. He can be somewhat protective of those he cares about, particularly his boyfriend and his twin sister. He's absolutely in love with his boyfriend, for that matter, and hates fighting with him over the fact that Jacob's not ready to tell his family. He's always feared that they'd turn him away because he was into guys. Normally, however, he's a cheerful young man who tries to look on the bright side of things more often than not. He's exceptionally patient and has very little temper to speak of: so if you manage to get him riled up, it's generally not pretty.

BIOGRAPHY ::Jacob was born four minutes ahead of his twin sister, Drusilla, and they've always been very close. He'd tell her anything and everything - until he met a boy at school, Byun Min-Ho, who was the one that changed his life forever. He'd always been questioning of his own sexuality. Sure, girls were attractive, but... So were guys. It was a fact that didn't sit well with his life, and he knew it wouldn't go over very well with his family. He'd always tried to push it away - but he couldn't help being attracted to the Korean boy, and before he even knew it they were going out. In secret, of course - Jacob still feared his family's rejection. Particularly his father's. He'd always looked up to the man, even if he wasn't the ideal father in all ways, and he was terrified of the thought that his dad might hate him for loving a guy. But sometimes it seems that his fear and his desire for secrecy are making his relationship tense, and as nervous as he is, he really doesn't want to lose his boyfriend....


Infected Innocence

[Infected Innocence]

helloLogan James Eclipse ~ Logie

helloI belong in the: Vampyre world.
helloOf course I’m a: male
helloI am four hundred and eighty five but I appear twenty one
helloThree words that describe me are: misunderstood, envious and reserved.
helloMy strings are pulled by: Infected Innocence

Logan James Eclipse

Younger Brother / Head of the Eclipse Family

I prefer to be called Logie. Not that he actually prefers it.
I’ve blown out four hundred and eighty five candles. However to the unknown eye I am twenty one
I was born on June twenty-seventh
I prefer kissing the gentlemen and ladies
People would describe me as misunderstood, envious, reserved, strong, and sarcastic.
I adore gemstones, a good book, blood, tea, and being warm.
I loathe the constant pressure of his new position, birds, snow, small enclosed spaces, and cheesy love stories.
The key to my heart belongs to Nobody, right now.
My heart skips a beat when I’m around No-one at the moment.
Once upon a time Logan wasn't born to be the leader of the Eclipse family. No, he was born the younger brother of Aeron and the older brother of Elissiana, never expected to be the head of the family, as that position was reserved for his eldest sibling. As a result of Aeron's constant training he was left looking for company from his sister Elissiana. Despite being brother and sister the two got along wonderfully, for the most part, and were inseperable. But then came the day that Aeron signed the portal pact, and was chosen personally to be under the Soleil woman's control. There was nothing the family could do, and so Aeron passed down the title of 'head of house' to his brother.

It was something that Logan could never have been prepared for. He didn't have the training, and he just was caught so horribly off guard by the expectations suddenly placed upon him. Logan withdrew into himself quite quickly after taking the position, becoming very reserved and on-edge. Even with the supply of human blood he now had access to, he was constantly running around with his new work. It wasn't easy being head of the family. He had to keep in touch with the Soliel's, keep ties strong, make sure that the humans coming through the portal were properly dealt with, attend to the family... It was tough. He longed for the days when such responsibility wasn't on his shoulders, when he could spend time with his sister and wander around freely - but those days were long gone. He's struggled to settle comfortable into his new role, and has found it quite lonely more often than not.
I should also inform you that I like to get away, when I can - preferably to the lake or the depths of the woods.
My strings are pulled by Infected Innocence

[Infected Innocence]

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[Infected Innocence]

Name: Scott Andrew Howlett
Race: Mutant
Side: Good
Theme Song: Sound of an Angel
Username: Infected Innocence

Scott Howlett

Personal Information

-- Nicknames: Scotty
-- Age: Eleven
-- Gender: Male
-- Sexuality: Straight
-- Race: Mutant
-- Crush: That's none of your business.


Let's get to know you:


-- Where do your loyalties lie: Rebels
-- What are your talents: Scott appears to have inherited most of his abilities from his mother. He can utilize telekinesis to read the thoughts of others, and to project his thoughts into their minds. He can project psionic force bolts to cause mental pain or unconsciousness in his target, and can inflict mental pain by touching their face or brow. Also, if they're already unconscious, he can 'sedate' them with his abilities, forcing them to stay unconscious so long as he keeps it up. However, he also inherited his father's healing factor. He has enhanced regeneration - if he takes damage to his body, it heals much more quickly than an average person.
-- Who are your relatives: James 'Logan' Howlett / Wolverine [ father ] ;; Emma Frost / White Queen [ mother ] ;; Victor Creed / Sabretooth [ half-uncle ] ;; Adrienne Frost [ aunt ]

-- Personality: Scott is a very confident boy, very cheerful and on occasion a little cheeky. He can have quite a... Colorful, vocabulary, which he's picked up from spending time around his dad. He's honest to the point of being very blunt, and it can sometimes be called out as being rude, though that's rarely his intention. He likes to spend time around people rather than being alone. He's also not particularly fond of the harsh rules he lives under, and can be rather mischievous - he enjoys sneaking out of base to poke around the ruins of the old X-Mansion, for one thing. Scott also doesn't like others to know when he's feeling sad, so he'll bottle it up inside - and he also has quite a temper and sarcastic streak for one his age. Yet, despite his bravado, he has a hard time around kids his own age - particularly since the only ones he knows are girls, and thus they don't have a ton in common.

-- Biography: Little Scott was born to Logan and Emma Frost, nine years after three of the Avengers disappeared to Asgard, and almost nine whole years after his sister. He came as quite a shock to his parents, who hadn't been expecting to have a second child at all, honestly. But they decided to keep the baby, and so their son was born, named for a man that died long before Loki arrived on Earth - one that Logan had been rather friendly enemies with. He knew very little of the man other than that his name had been Scott Summers, or Cyclops to the X-Men, which he was the leader of. For years he was just an average little boy - one who was as normal as he could get, considering the circumstances he was raised under. He grew up wandering the base under the old X-Mansion, seeing very little of the world outside and only having a couple of other kids on base to play with - both girls, one Avalon Barton, and the other Nichole Rogers-Hill. But they were girls, and that meant that they had cooties, so for a long time he just went about his days all on his own.

When he was around eight years old it was discovered, through a fight with his father, that he'd inherited some of his mother's abilities. Scott had just been flailing his arms about as he yelled, and suddenly, Logan was on his knees and clutching his head. From that day on he spent quite some time training with his mother whenever she had the chance - after all, he couldn't risk losing control like that again. Because even if his father had forgiven him, brushing it off as an accident and more of a shock than actual pain, it would be very, very bad if he accidentally attacked somebody else. As he grew older he began to get a rein on his mutant abilities, finding that he could even heal broken bones quickly after one night in particular when he slipped and fell down a flight of stairs and broke his arm. The next morning his mother came to collect him from the infirmary, only to find her son angrily trying to remove the cast and declaring that his arm felt fine. Upon collecting a new set of x-rays, which showed the bad break being fully healed, the doctors just let him go with the promise to be more careful.

Being eleven years old now, he's grown restless spending so much time trapped underground, and has become quite sneaky, so he can go up in the ruins of the mansion for a little while, while his parents are busy. He also fully believes that he could be quite helpful in mission situations now, but because he's so young, his claims have been cast aside as being the wishful thinking of a child.

What are your hobbies?

-- Training with his mother
-- Fooling around with the other kids on base
-- Going outside
-- Messing around on the computers
-- Spending time with his dad

What do you dislike?

-- Being punished
-- Loki and the Chitauri
-- Being caught trying to sneak out of the base
-- Vegetarian foods - mainly tofu and anything made with tofu

Are you Afraid yet? Good.

-- Losing his mother or father
-- Being captured and/or killed
-- Losing a limb, his eyesight or his hearing

The puppet m a s t e r
Infected Innocence

[Infected Innocence]

Name: Claire Howlett
Race: Mutant
Side: Good
Theme Song: Titanium - David Guetta feat. Sia
Username: Infected Innocence

Claire

Personal Information

-- Nicknames: Subject XV / 15, Guinea Pig, Claire-bear
-- Age: Twenty
-- Gender: Female
-- Sexuality: Heterosexual
-- Race: Mutant
-- Crush: That's classified, need to know information~


Let's get to know you:


-- Where do your loyalties lie: Rebels
-- What are your talents: Her genetics have given her the ability to use any bone in her arms, shoulders and legs as a weapon. Her bones heal very quickly if they break, and are actually firmer and stronger than regular human bones; but when it comes to the rest of her body she can only heal like a regular person. She inherited her mother's abilities in that her bones are harder than steel, though, like Emma's diamond skin, they can break under the right circumstances.
-- Who are your relatives: James 'Logan' Howlett / Wolverine [ father ] ;; Emma Frost / Qhite Queen [ mother ] ;; Scott Howlett [ little brother ] ;; Victor Creed / Sabretooth [ half-uncle ] ;; Adrienne Frost [ aunt ]

-- Personality: Claire is a very calm and laid-back young woman with a decent sense of humor who knows how to relax and enjoy herself. She's very honest, as she's proven herself to be a horrid liar on past occasions, and while she does have a short fuse her temper is more a quiet thing - like the arrival of a plague killing in silence, rather than a hurricane throwing cars about and crashing through a town. Claire is the type that, going into a fight, will know when to press on and when to call a retreat. She hates seeing her friends hurt - it's one of the things that can really, truly piss her off. She is intensely stubborn and determined, and hates to be ordered around. While she can come off as being quite confident, she's actually quite self-conscious about her past, and doesn't like it being brought into casual conversation. She can embarrass quite easily, but she's the type that will just laugh and roll with the punches rather than pull in on herself - at least, while in public.

-- Biography: Claire Howlett was born to Logan and Emma not long after the Avengers left Earth, and truth be told, she was a massive surprise for her parents. They never intended on having a child in the middle of a war, but there she was nonetheless. Being born into a time of conflict, as the war with Loki and the Chitauri had begun a year earlier, there was more stress and fear. But whether they were ready or not it was happening, and seven and a half months alter Claire was born early. For the first few months of her life she was a sickly little thing, which terrified her mother since there were no hospitals nearby to take her to any more. But, thankfully, she grew healthier as time went on, becoming a strong little girl by the time she was a fifteen months old.

For a time she was perfectly normal for a little girl growing up surrounded by war; unfortunately that all collapsed when she was twelve and first found out about her abilities. She could never fully remember what happened - only that she was fighting with her mother about something - only that bone claws, identical to her father's as a little boy, sprouted from between her knuckles and gashed open Emma's arm. Terrified by what she'd just done Claire passed out, only to awaken in the infirmary to be told about her powers. The claws weren't all that she could use her bones for; they'd only appeared since she'd seen her father's so many times, and her body had imitated that.

As the years went by she grew more and more skilled with her abilities, helping the rebellion against Loki in whatever way she could. She's been fighting alongside SHIELD's agents topside since, becoming a top close-range fighter among their ranks and utilizing her abilities to help end the war. To her, it was just something that could compromise the life she'd found for herself. After a time she even made some new friends - more recently she introduced herself to a young man by the name of Liam Spencer, who she began to grow close with, until he was sent away on a mission.

Not long after, Claire herself was sent on a small rescue mission to New Asgard. It turned out to be a trap, and she stayed behind to hold the Chitauri off of her squad while they ran. She ended up captured, and has been stuck as a prisoner of war in Loki's tower since.

What are your hobbies?

-- Training
-- Playing board and/or video games
-- Reading
-- Learning new things
-- Listening to music
-- Sleeping in, if she has a chance

What do you dislike?

-- Hospitals and/or Infirmaries
-- Not having anything to do
-- Being deceived
-- Seeing innocents die

Are you Afraid yet? Good.

-- Losing anybody she cares about
-- Losing the war
-- Being tortured
-- Dying
-- Failing her friends or loved ones

The puppet m a s t e r
Infected Innocence

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