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Born to a French mother and a Scottish father, James Edgar Hammish McCoy was not an ordinary child. At the age of four, his Scottish father began the task of teaching James the ways of the Blue Boar Inn which the McCoy family had owned and tended to since the medieval ages. His French mother was opposed to forcing such a large task onto their son, but, seeing as the Blue Boar was where she had met her love, she remained in the background while he taught Edgar, and was there for her son when he came, crying, about how harsh his father was. However, disaster struck as, at age eight and three-quarters, James remembers exactly the moment his thirty-three year old father fell to his knees, and had a heart attack. The doctors said it was from the stress. Nonetheless, James' French mother made his Scottish father give the Inn to one of his many younger brothers, and immigrate with her to her French home.

James Edgar Hammish McCoy fit in beautifully in France. His Scottish accent made him the object of attraction to all at his new private school, and his hardworking ways made him the object of affection to all his teachers. It was there, in France, at the age of twelve and three days, that his first art and French teacher handed him a sketchpad and a tray of watercolors, and told him to paint his home. He spent days on the painting, making the picture look exactly like the Inn he had left behind. From there, James taught himself to use all sorts of mediums. His father, an unusually hard to please man with a hot temper that could only be tamed by the soothing whispers of his wife, didn't notice his son's talent and passion until, one day, his son fell asleep with the sketchbook in his lap. The man woke his son up right away, questioning him. His father loved the art, wanted James to paint more. As soon as James turned sixteen, his father surprised him- a chance to go to a prestigious art school in the United States. There was a tearful farewell between him and his parents, and his baby sister who had come only two years ago, and the French-Scottish boy was off.

The United States inspired James...to an extent. When he found he was twice as talented as most of the artists in his class, he went to the streets. He sold his sketches and paintings, working to ensure that the generous amount of money his father gave him didn't always go towards the rent of his small apartment. With his Scottish accent, and French looks and speech, it's not hard to see why girls fall over James. James doesn't mind- in fact, he adores the attention, and he loves girls. James is a tourist attraction for those of the art world, and many can find his stall in town, if they don't look for it.


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There was never a time that James preferred to wake up- if anything, James Edgar Hammish McCoy would rather stay in bed all day. He figured the habit of not wanting to leave the bed came from his sudden independence two years ago, since when he had lived at home with his brawny, hot-headed father Angus McCoy, four am was the normal wake-up call. Now, if anything, the sun had to be up before James would even think about rousing, let alone getting out of bed. "Oi, James! Git 'yer gowk arse up! It's nearly eleven in the mornin'!" A voice shouted, followed by a series of hard rappings at his dingy door. James groaned, his eyes opening, and turning to the door. The man at the door was his landlord- and one of his father's old friends. James had been under the man's care since he had moved here at sixteen.

"Yer not me maw! And 'am pure done in, ya know." He yelled back, letting his Scottish accent be pronounced. The tenant house he lived in was full of Scottish people- all of whom understood what he said even when his accent was strongest. James threw his head back into his pillow. It was then the door unlocked, and the red-haired, stout landlord entered. The man pushed open the curtains, letting in a ridiculous amount of California sun from the outside. James groaned.

"Now 'git up!" He repeated before storming out, slamming the door behind him. If anybody else except the Scots in the house, and really, any other Scot, had seen this, they might have thought the man was abusive. But James sat up, smiling. He pushed himself up out of the low bed, and looked around. The sparsely decorated room greeted him, and James pushed back his brown hair from his eyes, looking around. The sun bathed the small drawers of his dresser, along with the small brown easel and material kit in one corner, and his meager sink and mirror with his toothbrush in the other. James stretched, and looked to the door when it opened again. He was preparing to throw some more insults at his landlord when it ended up being his wife, smiling, and holding tea saucer with a cup of tea.

"Would 'ye like a cuppa, James?" She asked, her dainty form so contrasting from the bull who had stormed in five minutes ago. James flashed her a charming smile, and then took the tea cup from her hands.

"Thank 'ye." She bowed her head, and closed the door behind her. James put the saucer on the mussed bed, and then started to sip from the cup. It was a good day to use charcoals, he decided, as he drunk the Earl Grey. James sighed, put the cup on his sink, and then pulled out clothes from the dresser drawers. Knowing he would be messy today, he pulled out an older faded khaki collared shirt with elbow-length sleeves, a dark pair of jeans, and gray socks. He slicked back his bangs with light gel, grabbed a matching khaki fedora. He put it on his head and headed downstairs, along with his art kit and easel. He locked the door of his room behind him, and then shuffled down the stairs.

"'Bout time the wean got up!" James stopped by the full table in the kitchen, chuckling. The table was full of people, young and old, and all Scot. It was one of the only exclusively Scottish tenant houses in Los Angeles, after all. There was a chorus of "Good mornin'!" after that, and James tipped his hat at him. He put down his art kit and snatched a small tart from the table, popping it into his mouth.

"Already leavin'? Where 'ye oft to?" One of the elderly ladies asked, and she was greeted by a chorus of guffaws.

"Where else would he be goin'? He's oft to the fair!" The man across from James replied.

"'Am I that predictable?" He asked, finishing off the tart. James laughed when they all replied "yes!" James tipped his hat again, took his art kit, and smiled.

"I'll see all yer bonnie faces later." James said, leaving. When he got to the front door, he slipped on his dark brown shoes, and left. The French-Scottish boy then headed down the street towards the music and smells of food. James had had the luck of living not too far away from the place. He walked briskly, wanting to start working with charcoal as soon as possible.

He soon found a well lit place, close to the stage, and he set up his seat. He opened his art kit, a large trunk, more like, and then took out his small, folding stool. He sat on it, and began to assemble his stall. He placed some of his art in front of him, and some next to him. A picture of his father, sitting on a stool in the Blue Boar Inn here, a picture of his French home there, and various others, all in different mediums. There were watercolors here, some sketches in pencil there, and even some skillful colored pencil. James brought his easel down to his height, making sure the large sketchpad fit perfectly so that he would have to adjust it. It was then the thought of his friends Cecelia and Sean came to his mind. Pulling the ancient cellphone out from the bottom of his trunk, he looked for his two friends in his phone, and then started a text message.

To: Cecelia, Sean
From: James
Message: Hey!
I'm at the festival already,
near the stage.


James sent the message, and then pulled out his charcoal. Deciding to sketch the young couple in front of him, who were holding hands and laughing, James started. It wasn't long before his fingers were covered in the black dust, and there was a smear of the stuff on his face.

"La petite poule grise, quallait pondre dans l'église," James started to sing the soft French lullaby to himself as he worked, to start softening his Scottish accent. Nobody would be able to understand him if he spoke like he had in the tenant house, and he found speaking his mother's native tongue helped toning down the Scottish greatly.

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Crescentia Eugenia Richardson

Hello, my name is Crescentia Eugenia Richardson.
But my actual name is redcapricorn22.
I counted the candles, and I got seventeen.
Male or female, potato tomato, I'm a female and I'm really into guys!
I'm pretty smart, or at least I think I am for a junior...
I'm a movie star! You might have seen me from Lady and the Tramp- I'm Lady!


Well, as for myself, I am pretty..nice...well, I think! I love to talk to people, and I love being kind and helping out. My favorite thing is make people smile, so, I suppose that's kind, right? I'm kind of insecure, as well...even though being with Tramp makes me so giddy and...well...whole. I'm not that articulate, which makes me seem shy, but I l-love talking with people! I suppose that makes me outgoing, right? Anyway, I tend to be on the serious side, and I don't really like to fool around. I like to do school work, unlike a certain boyfriend of mine, and I like to please and talk to my teachers. I'm not a teacher's pet! Teachers are humans too! I d-don't speak out often, but if I feel strongly, I will speak to you! Ooh, I'm going to go read to calm myself.

I am who I am today because long ago..My parents actually adopted me from a place called the Caring Crane Orphanage. You see, the Richardsons were childless, and, seeing as my father needed a heir for his fortune, and my mother wanted a daughter, they went out and searched for someone they would care for. I was six months old at the time, and when they saw me, they just couldn't help but adore me...or, so they said. They called their child Crescentia Eugenia Richardson, and they paraded me around their rich friends for quite some time. I still get comments about how lovely I was as a baby....

Well, ahem, getting past that, my parents traveled around a lot as part of their work- they are both CEOs of large companies- so I was home a lot, and, at one point, they could concerned the nanny wouldn't care for me enough, so they brought in...my Aunt Silvia. She is the only woman I will ever hate. I was constantly tortured by her when my parents weren't looking, and she used her twin daughters to further her treatment. Needless to say, I hate her with a fiery passion. I still have to live with her from time to time, but my parents are coming home more often, so I can mostly stand it.

And, there is this one person I've got a thing for..Tramp!
Oh! One more thing! I wear a gold locket around my neck every day! It was given to me on my seventh birthday by my parents, and I just can't stand it when people touch it. It's very precious to me- and it was very expensive.

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crescentia eugenia richardson
lady from lady and the tramp

It had been a while since Crescentia had slept in her own bed. Having fallen prey to the torturous whims of her Aunt Silvia, Crescentia was forced to sleep on the couch mere feet away from her plush, comfortable, large bed. She was allowed two pillows and one blanket, but not allowed to touch her bed in any other fashion. The adopted daughter of wealthy parents, Crescentia had grown rather accustomed to a certain standard of comfort, and she knew her aunt knew that as well. The slim girl turned onto her back and looked at her high ceiling. The spacious room, like all the other rooms in her parent's large...mansion, had been given to her the moment she had come here, yet, right now, it did not feel as much her beloved room, as much as a prison in which her Aunt Silvia could control her. Suddenly, the door swung open, and the teenage girl sat up quickly.

"Still sleeping?" Crescentia's Aunt Silvia snarled. Crescentia shook her head slowly- although she feared her aunt a bit, there was still the burning rage her heart held towards the woman inside her. It certainly didn't help that Crescentia was in a somewhat foul mood because of her aching back. The woman quickly came upon Crescentia, taking all of her auburn hair into a hand, and pulling harshly. Before Crescentia could even make a whimper of pain, her face was intruded by her aunt's.

"One more wrong movement, girl, and I will lock you in the doghouse." Crescentia froze there. Aptly nicknamed the "doghouse," it was a gardening shed in the back of the lot where Crescentia would be locked if she acted "naughty." Her aunt released her hair, and then stormed off. Her niece almost burst into tears right there, but, looking at the clock, she didn't have any time to feel even a little sorry for herself. She needed to dress and bike to school soon. With her parents gone, there was no car to ferry her there quickly, and Crescentia had to bike down the hill, and into the town. That took a total of fifteen minutes, not including locking her bike and getting to her locker to get her things...or get distracted by her boyfriend. The girl blushed at the thought of kissing her boyfriend- no matter how many times they kissed, or how many times his hands touched her, she was still unused to the thought that she had a boyfriend.

"Hmm...." Crescentia murmured cheerfully, before getting off her makeshift bed and going to her walk-in closet. She looked around...what would she wear today? After finishing dressing, she went and brushed her naturally wavy hair, pushing in a hair band after she was done. She did a brief touch of make up, and then left her room, pulling her back pack from the floor. Crescentia managed to navigate through the house without calling notice from her Aunt Silvia, and was about leave when she was intercepted by her mother's favorite maid, and Crescentia's, with a piece of toast. She smiled at the maid, whose name was Karmen.

"You need to eat breakfast- your mother would kill me if I didn't feed you." She smiled at Crescentia, and the girl had to restrain hugging the woman. The hispanic woman shooed her ward away, and Crescentia left. The girl quickly ran across the large front courtyard before exiting the black, iron gates. Outside, her bike was locked, twice, to a lamp pole. Crescentia quickly did away with the locks before hopping on, and pedaling away. She ate the toast as she went, thanking Karmen as she ate every bit.

When she finally got to through most of the town, and in front of the Starbucks that had been built very close to the school, Crescentia exhaled in relief. The clock on the face of the Starbucks building told her that she had nearly forty minutes to get to school. And she thought she was going to be late! The girl put a hand to her chest in relief. She wouldn't start school feeling immensely guilty for being late. Seeing a familiar yellow Hummer, and a trail of smoke coming from one of the doors, Crescentia thought for a moment, trying to figure out who was inside. The name Baker came to her mind, and it was then a smile spread across Crescentia's face. Ariel Baker! That's who that was. The two girls weren't super close, but they were on friendly terms...or so Crescentia thought. Pedaling around to the open door, Crescentia flashed a polite smile at the redhead.

"Hello! Ready for the first day of school?" She asked pleasantly.

(( Crescentia's outfit! ))

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nickname(s) ⋮kylllleee, ky-ky, or "scott!"
age ⋮ straight.
sexuality ⋮ heterosexual.
crush ⋮ nobody, currently.

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fact one ⋮ kyle wasn't always friend with monty, delila, and alyson- in fact, for most of his elementary and the beginning of his middle school life, he was a popular kid.

fact two ⋮ when he was six his mother made up take up the violin, and he absolutely hated it. he stuck with it for about ten years before being able to finally quit.

fact three ⋮ before becoming friends with alyson and monty, kyle hated books. he hated reading- both quietly and outloud- and he hated writing. when he discovered that many of monty and alyson's conversations included books he'd never even touched, he made it an effort to read them so he wouldn't be excluded.

fact four ⋮ kyle has three older brothers, all of whom now have their own families.

fact five ⋮ despite the influence of monty, delila, and alyson, kyle was a jock in high school. he played a sport every season- from football to basketball to baseball, there was no stopping unless it was summer!

fact six ⋮ at one point kyle had a crush on monty, and, in an effort to impress her, learned the guitar. he's still not that great, but he can play a few chords.

fact seven ⋮ about a month after kyle turned sixteen, his mother and father divorced. he's still a bit angry about it, so he makes it a point not to talk about family in general.

fact eight ⋮ kyle got a football scholarship to LSU, and has decided to go so he can study to be a social worker. he's forgotten to tell delila and monty.

fact nine ⋮ kyle can only really speak two languages: english and spanish. he knows tidbits of others, but not enough to communicate.

fact ten ⋮ kyle's favorite color is green, and he has a habit of buying things that are green- he bought a green parakeet just because it was green.

fact eleven ⋮ incidentally, that green parakeet is still alive, and kyle brings him everywhere. its name is mango.

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kyle lucas scott
one of alyson's former best friends

"Cocky...no, I don't think I know what that means, please, teach me, Miss Cruz, I am so painfully under educated!" Kyle had replied dramatically. He could tell she was about to be a smart a**, but, hey, this was Delila, one of his best friends, and he could take it now. When they had first starting being friends, Kyle had had no idea how to respond to it. If she had been a boy, he would have punched her arm, and wised-a** back...but that was before. Kyle simply scoffed, and laughed when she actually defined the word "cocky." He made a grand arm gesture, before opening his mouth again.

"Thank you, Delila, where would I be without you?" Kyle pretended to thank Delila, but looked to her when she said he owed her. He went semi-limp against her when she said he just owed her, acting miserable.

"Just...that? I saved you from countless, sweaty, strange men and all I get is you owe me? Well...I suppose I will have to contend with that." He stood correctly again, his arm still around Delila, his eyes glancing around to see if he could see his redhead friend. Kyle laughed when Delila said she was amazing.

"Oh, and I thought I didn't know the meaning of cocky." He joked. If he had been drinking something, he would have spewed when Delila just seemed to realize about Monty. Kyle knew he was a bit slow, had come to terms with it when he had started talking to Alyson, Delila, and Monty, but for Delila to have just realized they needed to look for Monty? It was then Kyle also realized he had left Mango's cage uncovered, and the bird was probably squawking at anybody who came near the car...and eating the rest of the bird seed Kyle had put in his food bin. Hopefully, Mango would deal....hopefully. Kyle shrugged when Delila rejected his offer for a snack, agreeing with her a bit about it being dangerous to eat food at the fair.

"Yes...and yes! She did bring her guitar with her." Kyle replied. He jumped when she suddenly yelled Monty's name. He started yelling with her, and when they got to the stage, he stopped, looking around. She must have been here at some point, Kyle knew Monty liked singing. Actually...at some point, Kyle had made it his goal to know a lot about Monty, but, that was in the past, and they were trying to find her. Pulling out his cellphone, Kyle scrolled through his contacts and pressed Monty's name, putting the phone to his ear. It rang a few times and then told him the number wasn't available.

"Must have forgotten to charge her phone or something." He muttered, pushing the phone back in his pocket. Spotting what he thought was her by the stage, Kyle pointed her out to Delila.

"I think that's her!" Kyle said. He pulled his arm off, and then walked a bit quicker.

"Come on!" He said. When he got to the art stand, a scarlet haired girl, an Asian, and a guy standing next to a sketch of Monty, were all standing around Monty.

"Hey!" Kyle greeted, putting his hands on Monty's thin shoulders, looking around at the strangers.

"We were looking for you, where were you? And uh, who are these people?" Kyle said, looking to Delila when he started talking.

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Canon Name- -
Adena Lara Strauss.

Alias - -Master, Aden, Strauss, "The Old Hag," and the Dark Witch.

Occupation - -Master of Oblivion's Tip.

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Name - -Adena Lara Strauss.

Alias - -Master, Aden, Lara, or the Dark Witch.

Age - -Appears to be around sixteen or seventeen, is actually something around two hundred years old.

Guild Status - -Oblivion's Tip.

Gender - -Female.

Species - -Mage.

Personality - -
• Quiet.
• Contemplative.
• Deceptive.
• Persuasive.
• Determined.

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Occupation - -Master of Oblivion's Tip; one of the Ten Wizard Saints.

Alignment - - Evil.

Talents - -Adena can be very, very charismatic.

Biography - -Born approximately two hundred years ago to two Fairy Tail mages, Adena Lara Rose seemed born to be a powerful Light mage. From the moment of her birth, she was surrounded by powerful mages, including her own parents. She joined at the age of ten when she proved to the master how skillful she was with Dark Ecriture magic at the time, and how she only appeared to be getting better at it. She had many happy years with Fairy Tail, and she rose through their ranks quickly, mastering her first magic, and starting to learn a second. She became an S-class mage at the age of eighteen, and for the teenager, her life seemed good, perfect even. It was at that time she met her future husband and lover. They dated for a year before getting married, and she took his last name: Strauss. The rest of his name has been lost to Fairy Tail history, due to the events that soon followed in the years of their marriage.

Adena, despite her last name being Rose, had never known she was a direct descendant of the Dark mage Sebastian Rose, who had started the Great Mage War, until a mysterious discovery her husband made when he was looking through a trunk her father had willed to her after his death. It was a scroll, containing hundreds of thousands of Dark magic spells. Fascinated with the find, the two kept it secret, not wanting the guild to destroy it before they had the chance to test if it was real. Initially, they were only mildly interested in it. They didn't think what was written was necessarily true, or even really produced actual, destructive spells. So the Strausses tested a few...and when they found that the scroll was real, they made it their obsession. They took less missions, despite being S-rank, and started to appear less at the guild. When they did appear, they were quiet, sullen- almost complete opposites to before, when they were friendly and outgoing. That wasn't the only change they went through- both Adena and her husband seemed to be aging backwards, and getting younger and younger as the years wore on.

They managed to investigate the scroll for nearly five years before their fellow mages at Fairy Tail suspected foul play at hand. Despite being heavily pregnant with their first child, Adena and her husband were determined to test one of the deadlier curses. Using animals from the forest that surrounded their home, Adena had been about to finish the curse when the mages of Fairy Tail burst in. The leader stepped in and made the curse rebound- but, unfortunately, not into anything that inanimate. It hit Adena's love, her husband, her life, and her eye. He died in her arms. Devastated, Adena shut herself off from the world, being taken care of by Fairy Tail until the birth of her child. It was still-born. Learning her child was dead, Adena collapsed. She cursed Fairy Tail, vowing revenge on present and future members, and cursing them. After destroying the guild, and any record she and her husband had ever been members, she disappeared, along with Sebastian's scroll.

She spent eight decades hidden in a cave, studying the scroll, living on the dark energy she created. Those who dared to venture into her cave began to call her the Dark Witch, and many stories propagated through the land about a woman who never aged, who seemed to be a never-ending source of evil. It wasn't until the leader of Oblivion's Tip came to her cave that she began speaking to other beings again. He was haughty, arrogant. He wanted to use her power to his guild's advantage. He told her of his plan, his ideal world. Adena, who had been plotting and mastering the spells of the scroll for nearly eighty years, thought his plan was stupid. All the man wanted was chaos- no plan, no finesse. She killed him. She was not a tool of unorganized, idiotic chaos. She wanted vengeance. Adena then found her way to Oblivion's Tip. It was there she found that nearly all of those who knew who she was were dead, and new mages had taken their place. Seeing this to her advantage, she became the leader of Oblivion's Tip, and used transformed it from simply an unorganized, destructive guild to one of the most powerful, and one of the most deadly of all of them. She's been leader for over twenty years, now, and this has given her time to disguise the fact that she planned to start the Second Great Mage War.

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Distinct Physical Feature - -Adena has long, purple hair, which has grown over her one blind eye, which is her right eye. Her left eye appears to change colors depending on her mood, although others attest the color change to what kind of spell she is using. Adena also has a very distinct mark that she despises, but doesn't appear to be able to be removed- the mark of her first guild, Fairy Tail. Despite marking herself with the Oblivion's Tip mark on her right shoulder blade, the Fairy Tail mark refuses to disappear. She attributes this to the rebounding of the curse.

Other Appearances / Outfits - - Adena is never seen in anything besides a red kimono, white socks, and the red bow on top of her head.


Sexual Orientation - -Heterosexual.

Fears - -
• Reliving the death of her husband.
• Her plan being thwarted before it begins.
• Pregnancy.
• Losing sight in her left eye.

Likes - -
• Silence, or, otherwise, quiet surroundings.
• Intelligent people.
• Anything colored red.
• Darkness.


Dislikes - -
• Fairy Tail.
• Stupid children.
• People touching the scroll.
• Those opposed to her.

Hobbies - -
• Reading Sebastian's scroll.
• Watching.
• Plotting.
• Writing new spells in the scroll.

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Weapon(s) - -
• Explosive children's toys.
• Her bow, which constricts and binds whoever Adena considers to be an enemy.

Accessory(s) - -
• Sebastian's scroll of spells.

Ability(s) - -
• Dark Ecriture- or the "rule making" magic. It encapsulates those chosen in a dome, and they are forced to follow the rules Adena sets if they ever want to escape the dome.
• Darkness Magic- or the power to manipulate and control destructive Dark magic. Adena has immense power in this area, and she knows a variety of spells. The spell "Shade Entangle" is what she used to kill the previous master of Oblivion's Tip, and one she uses often if she doesn't feel the need for a long fight.
• Curse Magic. Although this magic killed her husband and blinded Adena's right eye, Adena has become one of its masters. Curses can be used for a variety of things. Adena's most famous curse is called "Fairy Tail's Bane," and it gives her the ability to get the location of any with the mark of Fairy Tail- including herself.

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Canon Name- -
Rena Caskett

Alias - -Key Girl, Lucky, or just Rena.

Occupation - -Celestial Spirit mage; member of Blue Pegasus.

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Name - -Rena Caskett.

Alias - -Key Girl, Lucky, or just Rena.

Age - -Twenty.

Guild Status - -Blue Pegasus.

Gender - -Female.

Species - -Mage.

Personality - -
• Kind.
• Outgoing.
• Determined.
• A bit air-headed sometimes.
• Observant.

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Occupation - -Celestial Spirit mage; regular member of Blue Pegasus.

Alignment - - Neutral, leaning towards good.

Talents - -Rena seems to have an extraordinary amount of luck- from finding pennies to escaping death, Rena's luck has seemed to save and help her in many ways.

Biography - -Born two years after her older brother Raven, Rena was the youngest of the Caskett family. Unlike her brother Raven, who felt very strongly against nobility and the class system, Rena was a peaceful, "It can't be helped" kind of girl. Despite this, she was immensely proud of her elder brother, whom she admired for his determination and his strength, as he rose through the ranks of the Crow Mercenary Knights. In his absence, Rena helped the family sell their crops and learned archery as to help protect the Caskett land while her brother was away. For a while, Rena was ignorant of her brother's plight amongst the nobles until he was sentenced to be imprisoned. Knowing her brother was an honest person, she was outraged at such heinous accusations. When she found out others felt the same, she organized a rescue party for Raven.

With the help of a select groups of both mages and Crow Mercenary Knights, Rena managed to navigate her way through the prison to her brother. They quickly, using a teleportation mage's powers, made their way to the outskirts of the country, hoping that the nobles wouldn't come that far. For a while, the band of commoners, mages, and knights had it good. Rena learned from the mages of the guilds across Fiore, and, from her brother, being hidden in plain sight and some useful strategies for battle. Rena had hoped their safe house would last them until they could find another, but, unfortunately, Rena's usually good luck ran out. The Fiore soldiers the nobles had sent had found them. She had been inside the house at the time, making sweets from the local berries when she heard a commotion outside. With her bow and quiver, she had made it three steps out of the shack before two Fiore soldiers ganged up on her. She had cried her elder brother's name out before being viciously murdered. Her world seemed to disappear before her eyes, and she fell to the ground....

...only to be awoken by a celestial spirit that one of the mages with them had been carrying. It was Cancer, who had sensed the great magic leaving Rena had left his realm to help the girl. The first thing Rena had done was thank Cancer, which guaranteed his loyalty and his contract, and the second thing was look for Raven. When she had enough strength to stand, she hooked Cancer's golden key to her quiver of arrows, and looked for her beloved older brother. Eventually, she was taken in by a shrine, where she spent a year meditating and hoping to strengthen her magic enough to find her brother. Despite picking up their way of dressing and strengthening her magic, Rena felt she had failed. Deciding to look for the guilds that the mages had talked about, Rena headed for Magnolia Town, picking up celestial keys on the way. When she finally got there, she found a like for Blue Pegasus, and settled there. She now has the stamp of the guild on the back of her neck. Someone recently told her of a mage named Raven who is with Viper's Fang, and Rena can't help but wonder if it is her long lost elder brother, who she still loves dearly.

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Distinct Physical Feature - -Long, almost jet-black hair that falls just beyond her waist, and very pale skin.

Other Appearances / Outfits - -
• Regular clothes.
• The dress on the left is what Cancer will dress her in if
her clothes get damaged.
• The dress Hops will give her if she damages her own clothing.
• The clothes Crow will give her if she damages her own.


Sexual Orientation - -Heterosexual.

Fears - -
• Losing her brother...again.
• Losing any of her celestial keys.
• Not being able to prevent the death of anybody.
• Confined spaces.

Likes - -
• Sweets.
• Bright colors.
• Autumn.
• Archery.


Dislikes - -
• Trains.
• Evil mages.
• Anybody badmouthing her family.
• Missing.

Hobbies - -
• Practicing archery.
• Talking with her celestial spirits.
• Going on adventures.
• Making desserts.

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Weapon(s) - -
• Bow and arrows, which she carries when she travels.

Accessory(s) - -
• Key of Aquarius (The Water Bearer).
• Key of Cancer (The Giant Crab).
• Key of Capricorn (The Sea Goat).
• Key of Butter (The Water Rat).
• Key of Hops (The Ninja Rabbit).
• Key of Crow (The Iron Rooster).



Ability(s) - -
• None, seeing as all of her power comes from her celestial spirits.

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Covered by Boyce Avenue and Alex Goot -♫- "A Thousand Miles" || Valshe -♫- "Soundless Voice" || Nico Nico Chorus -♫- "You and beautiful world"

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Name- Rena Caskett ׀׀ Mood- Woozy → Determined ׀׀ Doing- Getting off train → Helping medics ׀׀ Location- Magnolia Town Train Station → Fairy Tail ruins ׀׀ Hearing- You and beautiful world ♫ Nico Nico Chorus

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TRAINERxNAME
➫ Aiko Nakamura.

AGE
➫ Ten.

GENDER
➫ Female.

TRAINERxTYPE
➫ Junior Trainer.

TRAINERxRANK
➫ Entry-Level.

BIOGRAPHY
➫ Ten years ago in the Johto region, a certain professor's aide and his breeder wife brought forth a tiny daughter into the world. Aiko's father, Cedar, and her mother, Yuki, had busy, pokemon-filled lives. Everyday brought new adventures, especially with baby Aiko in the house. As Cedar would constantly take trips with Professor Elm and Yuki often traveled to go to breeder shows, the Nakamuras had to balance their work and Aiko. They didn't want to leave her along, so they would take turns taking her with them on their adventures. Aiko's first steps were aided by the Kimono girls in Ecruteak City, and her first word was "Mhari," the name of her mother's prize-winning Eevee.

At the age of four, Aiko's parents decided to start teaching their daughter about the extensive world of pokemon training. Cedar taught her the many evolutions of her mother's main pokemon, Eevee. Aiko quickly realized her own dream to become a pokemon master, and a trainer herself. Her parents did little to hinder this, although they did occasionally try to show her the wonders of studying pokemon science or breeding. Seeing her determination to become a trainer, the Nakamuras enrolled her in the junior trainer organization the Picnickers. She's one of the most decorated Picnickers, and one of the first Picnickers to explore Bell Tower without her troop.

As Professor Elm found himself busy with studying the pokemon of the Johto region, Nakamura found himself faced with an exciting opportunity: to study the patterns of the legendary pokemon of Betou, and help ensure their safety from those who would use them for evil. Nakamura quickly took it, despite Yuki's initial opposition. Aiko was only seven at the time, and she had many friends, both pokemon and human. Cedar comforted his wife by showing her that the job would only take them from New Bark Town for half a year, every year. Aiko is now ten, and she enjoys moving back and forth every year, seeing as she has friends in both New Bark Town in Johtom and Cornod Town in Betou. Her Pokemon travel with her wherever she goes, and she learns more everyday, even though she can't compete in the special visitor challenges on the island due to her age.

CURRENT TEAM

► Kaze ♂ Eevee ◄
Aiko's first Pokemon, and one of the many Eevees bred by her mother.
Her mother gave him to her when she was first enrolled in the Picnickers.
Kaze has a Brave nature, and is very protective of Aiko when he thinks
she's in danger. Aiko is almost never seen without Kaze, unless he's injured.
Moves: Quick Attack, Covet, Facade, Last Resort.

► Hanabi ♀ Pidgey ◄
Aiko's second Pokemon, and the first she captured on her own.
Hanabi is due any day now to evolve into a Pidgeotto, making
Aiko pretty excited. Hanabi is also Aiko's main mode of transportation
around the island and Johto when Aiko is traveling around alone.
Hanabi has an Adamant nature.
Moves: Fly, Whirlwind, Gust, Attract.

► Tsuki ♂ Teddiursa ◄
On one of many trips to Mt. Silver with her father and the
Professor, Aiko found Tsuki injured, fainted, and separated from
his Ursaring mother. Aiko tended him back to health, and Tsuki
has been attached to Aiko since.
Tsuki has a Bold nature.
Moves: Covet, Fury Swipes, Faint Attack, Fake Tears.

► Mizuki ♀ Lapras ◄
The only Pokemon that Aiko met in Betou.
This particular Lapras came to Aiko, without fighting.
Mizuki doesn't do a lot of battling,
as Aiko still isn't entirely sure of all of Mizuki's moves.
Moves: Surf, Body Slam, Ice Shard, Water Pulse.


PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
➫ Besides Aiko's obvious ten-year-old appearance, Aiko has a few other distinguishing features. Mainly, her red jumper, which she almost always wears, along with her white collar shirt, and red plaid tie. She also wears her black hair in pigtails, which either look somewhat messy or very tidy, depending on who does them in the morning. She's almost always smiling, despite also almost always having scraped knees (Aiko's a pretty clumsy little girl). Aiko never forgets her red backpack, which holds all of her poke-balls and items. When she's with her Picnicker troop, she wears their uniform.

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Name- Aiko Nakamura ׀׀ Mood- Happy ׀׀ Doing- Adventuring! ׀׀ Pokemon Out- Kaze <Eevee> ׀׀ Location- Cornod Town, Betou Island ׀׀ Hearing- Colors ♫ April Smith

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"Aiko...Aiko...wake up, sweetie, we're here!" Aiko's father, Cedar Nakamura, gently said to his sleeping, ten-year-old daughter. The Nakamuras were on the ferry, taking the annual two-hour ride to their home on Betou Island. The little pig-tailed girl had fallen asleep on her father's shoulder, with her Eevee curled up in her lap, mirroring his trainer. Aiko murmured that she didn't want to go to the Picnickers meeting today, she wanted to play with her Pokemon, before she startled awake, looking around. A huge smile crossed her face when she saw the island.

"We're here! Kaze, wake up!" She exclaimed, repeating her father, and then shaking her Pokemon a little roughly. The Eevee yawned, and then jumped off his trainer's lap. Kaze shaked his fur, and then made a yip of excitement. Aiko jumped up, hooked her shoulders through her red backpack straps, and then skipped over to the railing of the boat. She picked up Kaze to show the island to the Eeevee, and they both made sounds of wonder. Hearing her mother call her to get into the car, Aiko put Kaze down, and then ran with him to follow her parents down to the bottom of the ferry. The Nakamura's car was stuffed with everything they needed for their annual move- phones, computers, books, clothes, and, most importantly, Pokemon. Most of the Pokemon were Aiko's mother's breeding Pokemon, but some were Cedar's specially trained Pokemon that assisted him in his research and protection of the island. Aiko, after jumping into the car with Kaze, turned around and glanced into the open back to look at the pokeball containers.

"Put your seat belt on, honey, we'll be seeing them all soon." Aiko's mother told Aiko. Aiko quickly sat down and buckled in, ready to get back to their home in Cornod Town. Kaze curled up on Aiko's lap again when the car started, and Aiko put her arms around him protectively when the car drove off the ferry.

"Yay, we're back! Mom, can we have gyudon when get home?! I'm hungry!" Aiko said from the back as the car rumbled onto the roads. It wouldn't be too long until they got to their modest house in Cornod Town, seeing as the ferry dropped them off in Lanend City. Her mother made an exaggerated thinking motion, and then flashed a smile at Aiko.

"If you and Kaze are good in the car." Aiko was about to shout with happiness, but managed to silence herself before anything came out of her mouth. The radio was flicked on, and Professor Oak's Pokemon Talk came on.

"Can you turn it up, please?" Aiko said in her most polite voice. Her father laughed, but turned the knob, making the older professor's voice louder. The rest of the car ride, Aiko listened to him, trying to be on her best behavior. When the car finally pulled up to their house, Aiko and Kaze jumped out, running around the car and then around the house.

"We're home, we're home, we're home!" Aiko exclaimed, falling down on the semi-tidy grass to roll around with Kaze. While her parents unlocked the door and began unpacking the car, Aiko took the Pokeball containers and opened all the Pokemon. Eevees, Ursarings, Persians, a Flareon, an Umbreon, a Sandslash, and a Typhlosion all appeared on the lawn, stretching and blinking. Deciding to let her own Pokemon stretch, Aiko pulled her backpack off her back and picked out her three of her six Pokeballs.

"We're home everybody!" Aiko claimed cheerfully as Hanabi, Tsuki, and Mizuki appeared. The Pidgey, Teddiursa, and Lapras all turned to their trainer, and nuzzled her. Hanabi, Aiko's Pidgey, jumped onto her shoulder.

"Aiko, can you feed all the Pokemon?" Yuki called from inside the house. Aiko shouted back an affirmative answer, and she quickly went inside the house to grab all the bowls and the huge bags of Pokemon kibble. She dragged them outside and fed all the Pokemon, spreading out the bowls so that the smaller Pokemon could eat alongside the bigger ones. While they ate, Aiko sat on the grass beside them, looking at the town. What new adventures would Cornod Town bring this year?

Name- Aiko Nakamura ׀׀ Mood- Happy ׀׀ Doing- Tending to Pokemon ׀׀ Pokemon Out- Kaze <Eevee>, Hanabi <Pidgey>, Tsuki <Teddiursa>, Mizuki <Lapras> ׀׀ Location- Cornod Town, Betou Island ׀׀ Hearing- Colors ♫ April Smith