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Name of Geass: Geass of Absolute Honesty
Power/ability: The power to make whomever is under the Geass’s influence speak the truth no matter what is asked of them.
Stage 1: Use of the Geass requires eye contact within five feet of the intended ‘victim’ and to work the request must be given in the form of a question asked by the User. A question asked by anyone else will be answered will be given the same answer that would have been given without the influence of Geass.
Geass can only be used on a person once and lasts a span of fifteen minutes, but this can be terminated early if the User desires. The User must stay within the activation radius, preferably within the line of sight of the person under the influence of Geass.
The Geass is temporary and is in the left eye. (current)
Stage 2: Use of the Geass requires eye contact within seven feet of the intended ‘victim’ and to work, the reuest must be given in the form of a question by the Geass User, questions asked by anyone else will be given whatever answer would have been given in the absence of the the influence of Geass.
The Geass can only be used once on a person and can last a span of up to half an hour but the User can end the influence at any point. The User must stay within the activation radius, preferably within the line of sight of the person under the influence of Geass.
The Geass is permanently activated in the left eye, the User must be careful about the questions she asks while she holds eye contact with someone. She wears one contact and claims to like heterochromatic eyes.
Stage 3: Use of Geass requires only temporary eye contact within ten feet. The User can activate the Geass and wander around during questioning but must stay within earshot of the ‘victim.’ Questions may be asked by others but the other person must be in the influenced person’s line of sight and questions must be specific, the User must be within earshot.
The Geass can be used on a person many times until the Geass limit of the full hour is reached. This does include people who were previously under the influence of Geass during stages one and two of the Geass’ development, though the Geass will become ineffective after the fifteen or thirty minutes whether they were originally Geassed during the first or second stage respectively.
The Geass is permanently activated in both eyes, the User must be extremely careful about the questions she asks a person, with or without eye contact, considering accidental Geass is possible. She wears monochromatic contacts and claims to anyone who asks that she “grew out of” her “obsessive fascination with heterochromatic eyes.”
How did you get it?: It was mid-spring, the flowers were in bloom, the bees busy at their work pollinating the them. So, naturally, Raxahna was outside in the Imperial Gardens with her paint and canvas sitting in the grass painting the variety of flowers growing around the base of one of the pillars dispersed throughout the gardens. Getting ready to take a break from her painting and going to start in on her picnic lunch, which she had packed for herself, when someone vaguely familiar approached and asked to join her. To be polite, she agreed and the two talked and ate from the picnic lunch. Towards the end, the young man, who never introduced himself, stood and told her that, because she didn’t wish for power, she was someone who deserved to receive it. Having heard that, Raxhana saw some strange, fantastical images which she attributed to the onset of a headache forming above and behind her left eye.
It wasn’t until three days later that Raxahna realized that something was different. She asked someone a question, an absurd question that she didn’t expect an answer to, and was surprised with an honest answer. She was amazed, and after a day or two, realized that this must have been the power that the young man had been talking about. Since that day, she has often felt as if someone was watching her from just out of sight, even occasionally seeing someone, or thinking that she was seeing someone, out of the corner of her eye, which has made her moderately paranoid.
Sample use: A military official knocked on her door. She sighed, this had been happening increasingly often since they had found out about her uncanny knack for getting people to tell the truth. They always wanted her help in questioning people, whether they be criminals, prisoners of war, or suspected terrorists, she had seen just about all of them for one reason or another.
She pushed herself away from her artist’s table, the tabletop tilted at a forty-five degree angle while she drew, and stood to follow the official out the door and down to the interrogation room. On the way, she pulled her long dark hair back into a messy bun.
Once downstairs she sat in what was fast becoming her seat whenever she came down to this place. Across the table from the person in question, who would become her newest victim, where she could easily look the person she would be questioning in the eye. They handed her a list of pre-made questions for her to ask. She looked down at them before looking the person in the eye and feeling the pressure behind her left eye that she had come to associate with the activation of her Geass and stating the first question from memory. She watched, stifling a sigh because she didn’t really like doing this, as the prisoner answered the question, unable to stop himself from giving the wanted information, without even giving a struggle like they would have have for anyone else. All she saw was a zombie-like compliance as she read off the second question, and continuing down the line until her fifteen minute limit was up.
Power/ability: The power to make whomever is under the Geass’s influence speak the truth no matter what is asked of them.
Stage 1: Use of the Geass requires eye contact within five feet of the intended ‘victim’ and to work the request must be given in the form of a question asked by the User. A question asked by anyone else will be answered will be given the same answer that would have been given without the influence of Geass.
Geass can only be used on a person once and lasts a span of fifteen minutes, but this can be terminated early if the User desires. The User must stay within the activation radius, preferably within the line of sight of the person under the influence of Geass.
The Geass is temporary and is in the left eye. (current)
Stage 2: Use of the Geass requires eye contact within seven feet of the intended ‘victim’ and to work, the reuest must be given in the form of a question by the Geass User, questions asked by anyone else will be given whatever answer would have been given in the absence of the the influence of Geass.
The Geass can only be used once on a person and can last a span of up to half an hour but the User can end the influence at any point. The User must stay within the activation radius, preferably within the line of sight of the person under the influence of Geass.
The Geass is permanently activated in the left eye, the User must be careful about the questions she asks while she holds eye contact with someone. She wears one contact and claims to like heterochromatic eyes.
Stage 3: Use of Geass requires only temporary eye contact within ten feet. The User can activate the Geass and wander around during questioning but must stay within earshot of the ‘victim.’ Questions may be asked by others but the other person must be in the influenced person’s line of sight and questions must be specific, the User must be within earshot.
The Geass can be used on a person many times until the Geass limit of the full hour is reached. This does include people who were previously under the influence of Geass during stages one and two of the Geass’ development, though the Geass will become ineffective after the fifteen or thirty minutes whether they were originally Geassed during the first or second stage respectively.
The Geass is permanently activated in both eyes, the User must be extremely careful about the questions she asks a person, with or without eye contact, considering accidental Geass is possible. She wears monochromatic contacts and claims to anyone who asks that she “grew out of” her “obsessive fascination with heterochromatic eyes.”
How did you get it?: It was mid-spring, the flowers were in bloom, the bees busy at their work pollinating the them. So, naturally, Raxahna was outside in the Imperial Gardens with her paint and canvas sitting in the grass painting the variety of flowers growing around the base of one of the pillars dispersed throughout the gardens. Getting ready to take a break from her painting and going to start in on her picnic lunch, which she had packed for herself, when someone vaguely familiar approached and asked to join her. To be polite, she agreed and the two talked and ate from the picnic lunch. Towards the end, the young man, who never introduced himself, stood and told her that, because she didn’t wish for power, she was someone who deserved to receive it. Having heard that, Raxhana saw some strange, fantastical images which she attributed to the onset of a headache forming above and behind her left eye.
It wasn’t until three days later that Raxahna realized that something was different. She asked someone a question, an absurd question that she didn’t expect an answer to, and was surprised with an honest answer. She was amazed, and after a day or two, realized that this must have been the power that the young man had been talking about. Since that day, she has often felt as if someone was watching her from just out of sight, even occasionally seeing someone, or thinking that she was seeing someone, out of the corner of her eye, which has made her moderately paranoid.
Sample use: A military official knocked on her door. She sighed, this had been happening increasingly often since they had found out about her uncanny knack for getting people to tell the truth. They always wanted her help in questioning people, whether they be criminals, prisoners of war, or suspected terrorists, she had seen just about all of them for one reason or another.
She pushed herself away from her artist’s table, the tabletop tilted at a forty-five degree angle while she drew, and stood to follow the official out the door and down to the interrogation room. On the way, she pulled her long dark hair back into a messy bun.
Once downstairs she sat in what was fast becoming her seat whenever she came down to this place. Across the table from the person in question, who would become her newest victim, where she could easily look the person she would be questioning in the eye. They handed her a list of pre-made questions for her to ask. She looked down at them before looking the person in the eye and feeling the pressure behind her left eye that she had come to associate with the activation of her Geass and stating the first question from memory. She watched, stifling a sigh because she didn’t really like doing this, as the prisoner answered the question, unable to stop himself from giving the wanted information, without even giving a struggle like they would have have for anyone else. All she saw was a zombie-like compliance as she read off the second question, and continuing down the line until her fifteen minute limit was up.
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Name: Raxahna el Britannia
Alias: Rax/Raxi
Age: 15
Gender: female
Height: 5’ 1”
Weight: 102 pounds
Hair style/length: She has straight black hair that hangs to the middle of her back which is generally kept down unless there’s a chance that it may get in the way, at which point it is swept up into a messy bun.
Eye color: red
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Crush: That might just be a secret.
Likes: She enjoys things such as peace, painting, and nature.
Dislikes: She dislikes war and anything to do with conflict, she isn't very good at sports and prefers to watch them rather than participate in them.
Occupation: Princess
Allegiance: Britannia
Beliefs/ideals: For people to see and appreciate the beauty of the world and life, they must first appreciate the hardships.
Rank: Thirty-eighth Princess
Appearance:Civilian/casual-- usual
Royal
Personality: Raxi can be unpredictable, usually calm and quiet, she has been known to show a loud side, and everything in between at times. She is patient with people and projects, preferring to spend her time outside with her art, rather than inside. She is dedicated to the service of others and hoping for the betterment of people’s lives, especially the lives of children. Rax has a very strong will and is strongly determined, working tirelessly to reach her goals. She hopes to be an inspiration to others that so that more people will perhaps follow in her footsteps to help other, less fortunate individuals. But, of course, Rax has her downfalls, just like everyone else, and can be arrogant and conceited when things don’t go her way. Rax is also moderately paranoid.
Geass: The Geass of Absolute Honesty
Skills: She's a very good painter and public speaker and prides herself in being able to motivate herself and others to do good for the world and the people in it.
Personal Weapons: None
Personal Knight: Bryant Irvine
History: Raxhna el Britannia was born in 2028 a.t.b. as the thirty-eighth princess of Britannia as the daughter to Schneizel el Britannia, who, to his dismay, is not Emperor. Raxhana has had very little association with her siblings, something she has always wanted to change, but had very little power over in her youth. Now that she is older, and doing a little travelling to broaden her horizons and promote good will throughout the world through art and unbiased education. She admits to being a bit of a visionary, but she believes that it can be done. Raxi hopes to forge new and stronger ties with her siblings and hopefully even get a chance to see her father.
Her mother, on the other hand, has been there for her her entire life. Raxi loves her mother dearly and it was her mother who taught her compassion and to care for others, whether the person is a close friend or a total stranger. When she left home, her mother stayed behind at the little manor in the country where they had both lived all of Raxi’s life. Raxi sends her mother daily emails and often calls her during the day, especially if her day hasn’t gone very well.
She isn’t interested in the military, but when the military found out about her uncanny ability to make people tell the truth, not knowing or realizing that said ability was Geass, it was unofficially decided that her talent could be useful during interrogations. She was never really given a choice in the matter, usually being approached without warning by a military officer and lead to the interrogation room. She’s somewhat fearful of the military, so by the time she gets to the room she’s psyched herself out enough that she won’t mention that she doesn’t want to become a military tool.
She also has no interest in political prowess, intrigue, or standings, though she is popular with the media for the work she does with children and other people in need throughout the world. She wants to help those less fortunate than she, no matter who they are or what walk of life they come from, if she can use her standing as Britannian princess to help someone, she will. That’s not to say that she dissents from her Britannian heritage and allegiance, she is loyal to kin and country, she just wants to make the world a better place for everyone, not just Britannians.
Raxahna has never been involved in any type of combat and has been lucky that, so far, none of the charity events that she has hosted have had any trouble. She has been trained in the most basic of self-defense skills, but she has never found any need for continuing on and learning more, so hasn’t. She isn’t very strong physically so most of her combat skills would likely be useless against someone she needed to defend herself against as they would likely be able to easily overpower her, which is one of the primary reasons that she has a personal knight. She tries to avoid conflict at all costs; she travels to promote peace and good will, not violence.
Like with hand-to-hand combat, she has never been inside a Knightmare of any kind, so she doesn’t know how to operate one. Nor does she want to. She also thinks that the harvesting of Sakuradite, often destroying beautiful and irreplaceable natural monuments in the process, like Mount Fuji so long ago, for the cause of war to fuel machines of bloodshed is wrong.
Raxahna was sitting on a bench looking out over a pond with swans gliding across the surface, quietly drawing, when something hit the water startling the swans into flight. A young man runs over to apologize, retrieve his football, and be one his way. Raxi put it out of her mind and went home. Around her fifteenth birthday, her mother decided that since she was almost an adult, and planned on travelling in this world wracked by chaos, that it would be safer for her daughter to have a personal knight. So with that in mind, her mother gathered a list of promising young soldiers to choose from. Raxi recognized a young man, by the name of Bryant, and immediately chose him, though at first she didn’t remember from where she recognized him. Then she remembered that day at the pond, how he had apologized for frightening the swans and showed what she saw as compassion in him.
Raxahna and her knight didn’t get along perfectly right from the beginning, it took them time to get to know and trust each other, but after a week or two things went very well and they got along as a princess and her knight should.
There was a problem though, after going with her to several interrogations, for, as any knight good knight would, Bryant wouldn’t stand for Raxi to be anywhere near a known or suspected criminal without him there as well, he began to grow suspicious. She could tell, and she couldn’t hide the truth forever, not from someone who was with her constantly and could easily see her distaste, not something she went to great lengths to hide, for what she did. So she decided to tell him. She didn’t know if he would believe her, she didn’t know if he would go running to tell someone for whatever reason. Maybe he would think that she was insane. She was nervous, maybe even a little afraid, of telling him. But she needn’t have worried, Bryant was a knight, her knight, through and through, not someone else’s toadie.
When Raxi was younger she found that she loved to draw, paint, and write, and is easily completely engrossed in a project and often uses her own work as inspiration to others by getting up on stage and telling people that if she can do something like this and find joy in it, that anyone can find something that they enjoy. She sometimes hosts charity events sponsored by businesses and establishments to help those in need. She wants to help people living with hardship to find the beauty in life, and at the same time she is seeing and appreciating hardships so that she may more fully appreciate what she has in the life she was born into, instead of just taking advantage of what it like so many people assume that all royals do.
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Theme Song: Cold Heritage-- Lacuna Coil
Alias: Rax/Raxi
Age: 15
Gender: female
Height: 5’ 1”
Weight: 102 pounds
Hair style/length: She has straight black hair that hangs to the middle of her back which is generally kept down unless there’s a chance that it may get in the way, at which point it is swept up into a messy bun.
Eye color: red
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Crush: That might just be a secret.
Likes: She enjoys things such as peace, painting, and nature.
Dislikes: She dislikes war and anything to do with conflict, she isn't very good at sports and prefers to watch them rather than participate in them.
Occupation: Princess
Allegiance: Britannia
Beliefs/ideals: For people to see and appreciate the beauty of the world and life, they must first appreciate the hardships.
Rank: Thirty-eighth Princess
Appearance:Civilian/casual-- usual
Royal
Personality: Raxi can be unpredictable, usually calm and quiet, she has been known to show a loud side, and everything in between at times. She is patient with people and projects, preferring to spend her time outside with her art, rather than inside. She is dedicated to the service of others and hoping for the betterment of people’s lives, especially the lives of children. Rax has a very strong will and is strongly determined, working tirelessly to reach her goals. She hopes to be an inspiration to others that so that more people will perhaps follow in her footsteps to help other, less fortunate individuals. But, of course, Rax has her downfalls, just like everyone else, and can be arrogant and conceited when things don’t go her way. Rax is also moderately paranoid.
Geass: The Geass of Absolute Honesty
Skills: She's a very good painter and public speaker and prides herself in being able to motivate herself and others to do good for the world and the people in it.
Personal Weapons: None
Personal Knight: Bryant Irvine
History: Raxhna el Britannia was born in 2028 a.t.b. as the thirty-eighth princess of Britannia as the daughter to Schneizel el Britannia, who, to his dismay, is not Emperor. Raxhana has had very little association with her siblings, something she has always wanted to change, but had very little power over in her youth. Now that she is older, and doing a little travelling to broaden her horizons and promote good will throughout the world through art and unbiased education. She admits to being a bit of a visionary, but she believes that it can be done. Raxi hopes to forge new and stronger ties with her siblings and hopefully even get a chance to see her father.
Her mother, on the other hand, has been there for her her entire life. Raxi loves her mother dearly and it was her mother who taught her compassion and to care for others, whether the person is a close friend or a total stranger. When she left home, her mother stayed behind at the little manor in the country where they had both lived all of Raxi’s life. Raxi sends her mother daily emails and often calls her during the day, especially if her day hasn’t gone very well.
She isn’t interested in the military, but when the military found out about her uncanny ability to make people tell the truth, not knowing or realizing that said ability was Geass, it was unofficially decided that her talent could be useful during interrogations. She was never really given a choice in the matter, usually being approached without warning by a military officer and lead to the interrogation room. She’s somewhat fearful of the military, so by the time she gets to the room she’s psyched herself out enough that she won’t mention that she doesn’t want to become a military tool.
She also has no interest in political prowess, intrigue, or standings, though she is popular with the media for the work she does with children and other people in need throughout the world. She wants to help those less fortunate than she, no matter who they are or what walk of life they come from, if she can use her standing as Britannian princess to help someone, she will. That’s not to say that she dissents from her Britannian heritage and allegiance, she is loyal to kin and country, she just wants to make the world a better place for everyone, not just Britannians.
Raxahna has never been involved in any type of combat and has been lucky that, so far, none of the charity events that she has hosted have had any trouble. She has been trained in the most basic of self-defense skills, but she has never found any need for continuing on and learning more, so hasn’t. She isn’t very strong physically so most of her combat skills would likely be useless against someone she needed to defend herself against as they would likely be able to easily overpower her, which is one of the primary reasons that she has a personal knight. She tries to avoid conflict at all costs; she travels to promote peace and good will, not violence.
Like with hand-to-hand combat, she has never been inside a Knightmare of any kind, so she doesn’t know how to operate one. Nor does she want to. She also thinks that the harvesting of Sakuradite, often destroying beautiful and irreplaceable natural monuments in the process, like Mount Fuji so long ago, for the cause of war to fuel machines of bloodshed is wrong.
Raxahna was sitting on a bench looking out over a pond with swans gliding across the surface, quietly drawing, when something hit the water startling the swans into flight. A young man runs over to apologize, retrieve his football, and be one his way. Raxi put it out of her mind and went home. Around her fifteenth birthday, her mother decided that since she was almost an adult, and planned on travelling in this world wracked by chaos, that it would be safer for her daughter to have a personal knight. So with that in mind, her mother gathered a list of promising young soldiers to choose from. Raxi recognized a young man, by the name of Bryant, and immediately chose him, though at first she didn’t remember from where she recognized him. Then she remembered that day at the pond, how he had apologized for frightening the swans and showed what she saw as compassion in him.
Raxahna and her knight didn’t get along perfectly right from the beginning, it took them time to get to know and trust each other, but after a week or two things went very well and they got along as a princess and her knight should.
There was a problem though, after going with her to several interrogations, for, as any knight good knight would, Bryant wouldn’t stand for Raxi to be anywhere near a known or suspected criminal without him there as well, he began to grow suspicious. She could tell, and she couldn’t hide the truth forever, not from someone who was with her constantly and could easily see her distaste, not something she went to great lengths to hide, for what she did. So she decided to tell him. She didn’t know if he would believe her, she didn’t know if he would go running to tell someone for whatever reason. Maybe he would think that she was insane. She was nervous, maybe even a little afraid, of telling him. But she needn’t have worried, Bryant was a knight, her knight, through and through, not someone else’s toadie.
When Raxi was younger she found that she loved to draw, paint, and write, and is easily completely engrossed in a project and often uses her own work as inspiration to others by getting up on stage and telling people that if she can do something like this and find joy in it, that anyone can find something that they enjoy. She sometimes hosts charity events sponsored by businesses and establishments to help those in need. She wants to help people living with hardship to find the beauty in life, and at the same time she is seeing and appreciating hardships so that she may more fully appreciate what she has in the life she was born into, instead of just taking advantage of what it like so many people assume that all royals do.
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Theme Song: Cold Heritage-- Lacuna Coil
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Name: Leala de LaCroix
Alias: L.L.
Age: 15 (born 1300s)
Gender: Female
Height: 5'
Weight: 97 pounds
Hair style/length: Her hair is fairly long and a white silver color. She often keeps it down, but if she's in public and not wearing a high collared shirt she will usually wear it in a thick braid slung over her left shoulder to hide her Code.
Eye color: Magenta, similar to the color of Geass
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation: Code bearer, gives the Geass
Contracted With: No one yet
The type of person she usually contracts with: L.L. will only contract with those she sees as worthy, they can't actually want power because if they want power then they aren't worthy of having it.
Former Geass: Geass of Compulsion
Where is the Code?: The left side of her neck
Beliefs/Ideals: Technology is destroying the world, suffocating it in its pollutants in its dangerous beauty.
Allegiance: Neutral
Nationality: French
Personality: Stoic, or so she wants you to think, and has been since before she was given geass and made immortal. She does whatever will benefit her most of all, and will fiercely protect the one contracted to her. She doesn't really mind immortality. She can be very demanding.
Biography: Born a long time ago, around the 1300s, in France. She was lucky enough to survive the Bubonic Plague and the Hundred Years' War to see herself become a teenager. Her family was neither well off nor completely impoverished, which was probably one of the only reasons that she lived to the age that she did. Because of the times, and the hardships that people were faced with, people married very young and had children young as well.
She was courted by a man who told her that he was a Code bearer when he took her hand in marriage when she was thirteen. He gave her Geass and eventually, after two years, that Geass grew to be strong enough for her husband to give her his Code and die. She is conflicted in her immortality, which has given her a rather impartial look at immortality. On the one hand, she wants to die to be with her husband, who she loved and still loves. On the other hand, she doesn't want to give up the last gift her beloved husband ever gave her.
She has only given Geass once, but sadly the man died of mysterious causes in his sleep two weeks later. She can pilot a Knightmare, but she prefers not to, she likes the more powerful ones and likes the ones with the smoother look.
Knightmare Frame:
Personal weapons: Twin sais strapped to her lower back
Crush: none yet
Likes: Cats and chocolate
Dislikes: Military scientists
Food Obsession: Chocolate
Other: Ali Project-- Jigoku no Kisetsu (Hell's Season)
Appearance: L.L.
Skills:
Name: Leala de LaCroix
Alias: L.L.
Age: 15 (born 1300s)
Gender: Female
Height: 5'
Weight: 97 pounds
Hair style/length: Her hair is fairly long and a white silver color. She often keeps it down, but if she's in public and not wearing a high collared shirt she will usually wear it in a thick braid slung over her left shoulder to hide her Code.
Eye color: Magenta, similar to the color of Geass
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation: Code bearer, gives the Geass
Contracted With: No one yet
The type of person she usually contracts with: L.L. will only contract with those she sees as worthy, they can't actually want power because if they want power then they aren't worthy of having it.
Former Geass: Geass of Compulsion
Where is the Code?: The left side of her neck
Beliefs/Ideals: Technology is destroying the world, suffocating it in its pollutants in its dangerous beauty.
Allegiance: Neutral
Nationality: French
Personality: Stoic, or so she wants you to think, and has been since before she was given geass and made immortal. She does whatever will benefit her most of all, and will fiercely protect the one contracted to her. She doesn't really mind immortality. She can be very demanding.
Biography: Born a long time ago, around the 1300s, in France. She was lucky enough to survive the Bubonic Plague and the Hundred Years' War to see herself become a teenager. Her family was neither well off nor completely impoverished, which was probably one of the only reasons that she lived to the age that she did. Because of the times, and the hardships that people were faced with, people married very young and had children young as well.
She was courted by a man who told her that he was a Code bearer when he took her hand in marriage when she was thirteen. He gave her Geass and eventually, after two years, that Geass grew to be strong enough for her husband to give her his Code and die. She is conflicted in her immortality, which has given her a rather impartial look at immortality. On the one hand, she wants to die to be with her husband, who she loved and still loves. On the other hand, she doesn't want to give up the last gift her beloved husband ever gave her.
She has only given Geass once, but sadly the man died of mysterious causes in his sleep two weeks later. She can pilot a Knightmare, but she prefers not to, she likes the more powerful ones and likes the ones with the smoother look.
Knightmare Frame:
Personal weapons: Twin sais strapped to her lower back
Crush: none yet
Likes: Cats and chocolate
Dislikes: Military scientists
Food Obsession: Chocolate
Other: Ali Project-- Jigoku no Kisetsu (Hell's Season)
Appearance: L.L.
Skills:
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Name: Remi Suwa
Alias: Remi/Rem
Age: immortal at 17, really only twenty
Gender: Female
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 104 pounds
Hair style/ length: Her hair is black with red streaks, often in either a messy set of pigtails or messy buns or some other purposely messy style.
Eye color: Her eyes are brown but she usually wears either red or blue contacts.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation: Geass Giver
Contracted With: No one yet
The type of person she would normally contract with: Anyone that was in danger of discovering that she was immortal.
Former Geass: Geass of Sound~ the ability to manipulate sound waves and how they're heard by others.
Where is the Code?: The small of her back, plays it off as a tattoo easily.
Beliefs/Ideals: The world can't be perfect. The people in the world can't be perfect. But that won't stop us all from trying our damndest to be what they aren't.
Allegiance: Herself, but also have a preference for Japan
Nationality: Japanese
Personality: In a word, bitchy. Kiri sute gomen is one of her favorite expressions. You want a little more than that? Well... I've got an attitude problem, I know it, you don't know it yet, but I'll be sure to let you know nice and quick. I'm really impatient and tend to have a short attention span since I deal with a lot of idiots that don't deserve my attention in the first place. I can be loud, especially if you piss me off (not hard to do by the way) but tend to stay quiet... I can also be that sappy love-sick girl, but like hell am I about to let any of you know that. (She is also insecure, confused and somewhat bitter).
Biography: Remi was born into an ancient Bushi clan, the Suwa. She can trace her lineage directly to the clan's founder Seiwa Gengji and until the Britannians invaded Japan they still followed the old ways. But the family home was attacked and destroyed sending the clan fleeing for their lives. many stayed and fought like true bushi and all of them died. Her father, too young to fight at the time, fled and survived in hiding. He eventually became a member of the Black Knights until the rebellion was a success and the Black Knights supposedly disbanded. In the years that followed, her father met and married Remi's mother and started to rebuild the clan. Remi and her younger brother were born, Remi in 1998 a.t.b. and her brother Tatsuya in 2005 a.t.b.
They grew up in a traditional family, rebuilding the clan home that had been utterly destroyed and that was how Remi grew up.
But when she got home from school one day, she was met with a gruesome sight. Her entire family had been murdered and most of the family's valuables were gone. She learned that day that things in Japan were still less than perfect and that people were still struggling to make ends.
She stood staring at her home, then she went inside and found a necklace with the Suwa crest on it that had been her father's gift to her mother when they were married. She took off the one that she was already wearing and made a bracelet out of it so that this one could be worn as it should.
With that, and many tears seeping down her face for her loss, Remi turned away from her home. She lived on the streets for a time acting like any street rat would until the day that Eli approached her. He said that he saw a powerful will to live in her and with that took her hand and brought her under his wing. Once she was back in good health he gave her Geass. She was thirteen at the time and four years later her Geass was fully developed. One day, without a word he lead her back to the home that her family had been rebuilding. It was untouched and he lead her inside. It was there that he transferred his Code to her before shooting her in the spine. It was cruel and she died slowly watching Eli, whom she thought had loved her, though now wrongly assumed that her love went unrequited, kill himelf as well.
That was three years ago.
Knightmare Frame:
Knightmare Weapons:
Personal Wepons: Like I'm going to tell you that, you think I'm stupid?
Crush: Pfft... wouldn't you like to know...
Likes: her iPod, rock music, thunderstorms
Dislikes: idiots, being alone (though she vehemently denies it)
Food Obsession: Snow Cones
Other: Lacuna Coil-- Fragments of Faith
Remi has attachment issues, so even if the person that she contracted with turned into someone like Mao, she would still steadfastly stay by their side.
Kiri sute gomen means, 霧 捨て 後免, "authorization to cut and leave (the body of the victim)." The expression is still used today as, "I apologize in advance for this one."
Appearance: Rem
Skills: She is flexible and agile, able to get into small places if need be, which can be useful in infiltration. But she doesn't use it because she would much rather just sit and listen to her music.
Name: Remi Suwa
Alias: Remi/Rem
Age: immortal at 17, really only twenty
Gender: Female
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 104 pounds
Hair style/ length: Her hair is black with red streaks, often in either a messy set of pigtails or messy buns or some other purposely messy style.
Eye color: Her eyes are brown but she usually wears either red or blue contacts.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation: Geass Giver
Contracted With: No one yet
The type of person she would normally contract with: Anyone that was in danger of discovering that she was immortal.
Former Geass: Geass of Sound~ the ability to manipulate sound waves and how they're heard by others.
Where is the Code?: The small of her back, plays it off as a tattoo easily.
Beliefs/Ideals: The world can't be perfect. The people in the world can't be perfect. But that won't stop us all from trying our damndest to be what they aren't.
Allegiance: Herself, but also have a preference for Japan
Nationality: Japanese
Personality: In a word, bitchy. Kiri sute gomen is one of her favorite expressions. You want a little more than that? Well... I've got an attitude problem, I know it, you don't know it yet, but I'll be sure to let you know nice and quick. I'm really impatient and tend to have a short attention span since I deal with a lot of idiots that don't deserve my attention in the first place. I can be loud, especially if you piss me off (not hard to do by the way) but tend to stay quiet... I can also be that sappy love-sick girl, but like hell am I about to let any of you know that. (She is also insecure, confused and somewhat bitter).
Biography: Remi was born into an ancient Bushi clan, the Suwa. She can trace her lineage directly to the clan's founder Seiwa Gengji and until the Britannians invaded Japan they still followed the old ways. But the family home was attacked and destroyed sending the clan fleeing for their lives. many stayed and fought like true bushi and all of them died. Her father, too young to fight at the time, fled and survived in hiding. He eventually became a member of the Black Knights until the rebellion was a success and the Black Knights supposedly disbanded. In the years that followed, her father met and married Remi's mother and started to rebuild the clan. Remi and her younger brother were born, Remi in 1998 a.t.b. and her brother Tatsuya in 2005 a.t.b.
They grew up in a traditional family, rebuilding the clan home that had been utterly destroyed and that was how Remi grew up.
But when she got home from school one day, she was met with a gruesome sight. Her entire family had been murdered and most of the family's valuables were gone. She learned that day that things in Japan were still less than perfect and that people were still struggling to make ends.
She stood staring at her home, then she went inside and found a necklace with the Suwa crest on it that had been her father's gift to her mother when they were married. She took off the one that she was already wearing and made a bracelet out of it so that this one could be worn as it should.
With that, and many tears seeping down her face for her loss, Remi turned away from her home. She lived on the streets for a time acting like any street rat would until the day that Eli approached her. He said that he saw a powerful will to live in her and with that took her hand and brought her under his wing. Once she was back in good health he gave her Geass. She was thirteen at the time and four years later her Geass was fully developed. One day, without a word he lead her back to the home that her family had been rebuilding. It was untouched and he lead her inside. It was there that he transferred his Code to her before shooting her in the spine. It was cruel and she died slowly watching Eli, whom she thought had loved her, though now wrongly assumed that her love went unrequited, kill himelf as well.
That was three years ago.
Knightmare Frame:
Knightmare Weapons:
Personal Wepons: Like I'm going to tell you that, you think I'm stupid?
Crush: Pfft... wouldn't you like to know...
Likes: her iPod, rock music, thunderstorms
Dislikes: idiots, being alone (though she vehemently denies it)
Food Obsession: Snow Cones
Other: Lacuna Coil-- Fragments of Faith
Remi has attachment issues, so even if the person that she contracted with turned into someone like Mao, she would still steadfastly stay by their side.
Kiri sute gomen means, 霧 捨て 後免, "authorization to cut and leave (the body of the victim)." The expression is still used today as, "I apologize in advance for this one."
Appearance: Rem
Skills: She is flexible and agile, able to get into small places if need be, which can be useful in infiltration. But she doesn't use it because she would much rather just sit and listen to her music.
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Name: Aoede
Alias: The Oracle
Age: 7
Gender: Female
Height: 3'6"
Weight: 45 pounds
Hair style/length: Cornsilk blonde hair that reaches to around her waist, she generally allows it a soft wavey look and keeps it down.
Eye color: Crystalline Blue
Sexual Orientation: Heterotsexual
Likes: Ancient Greek culture and religion
Dislikes: Sakuradite, Stonehenge, Marco Polo
Food Obsession: Loukoumades Me Meli-- Doughnuts with Honey syrup
Beliefs/Ideals: She believes that she is cursed by her immortality, she never knew that there was a way for her to transfer her Code. She thinks that she should be able to join her gods on Mount Olympus.
Contracted with: No one specific, though there are likely several out there.
The type of person that you are most likely to contract with: Oracle will contract with just about anyone. She has been known to simply walk up to a person and give them Geass before walking away never to be seen again by the person that she had contracted with. This is because she thinks that there is no escape from her immortality, never having been told that she could transfer her Code to someone that had fully developed the Geass that she gave them.
Former Geass: Geass of Precognition
Where is the Code: On her right ankle
Occupation: Student, minor, Geass Giver
Allegiance: Herself
Nationality: Greek
Appearance: The Oracle
Skills: Manipulating people
Personal Weapon:
Personality: Oracle is childish and mature at the same time, possibly due to how young she was when she became immortal and her mind trying to mature to handle all of the things that she has witnessed, either firsthand or second. Because of this she is a dark person, though she does have her bubbly side, though very few people see it and even those lucky few don't see it often. She is also undeniably a bit insane, all things considered this isn't surprising.
Biography: Aoede, now known only as the Oracle, was born roughly around 1300 BCE in Greece. Because of her pale features she was thought of as a gift bestowed upon them by the god Apollo, she was given to the Oracles to begin her training. She learned to speak on prophecy in her training with the Oracles, she is trained in the art of propecies and as such is often able to manipulate people to her will. At the age of five, one of the priests told her that she was special and the next thing she knew she could see this man's death. But he was still alive. She was amazed, perhaps she really was an Oracle as those who raised her.
She would close her eyes and see what she would see, she would do this constantly and eventually she would find that she could see more, all the while the riest watched over her. She was named an Oracle at the age of six because of her amazing ability of precognition and prophecy. When she was seven the priest gave her his Code before sacrificing himself to the gods. From that day onward, she did not age and she did not die. She had also lost her ability to see into the future and create prophecies. Her fellow Oracles took her immortality as a sign that she was indeed touched by the gods. Because of that she was able to stay in the temple at Delphi for long after she lost her prophecies ceased. But she was still revered for her immortality. Until the Oracles were no longer respected as they had once been and she was forced out of the temple.
That was when she started travelling the world. Trapped at the young age she was, she had to find people to take her in to avoid suspicion, usually being taken in by travellers who thought that she was left for dead, or whatever other story she told them. She did this until it was no longer commonplace for people to be nomadic, and settled in around the Mediterranean, though she did still manage to travel a lot as every few years she would have to stage her own death and run away so that no one would realize that she didn't age.
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Theme Song: Lonely Day by System of a Down
Name: Aoede
Alias: The Oracle
Age: 7
Gender: Female
Height: 3'6"
Weight: 45 pounds
Hair style/length: Cornsilk blonde hair that reaches to around her waist, she generally allows it a soft wavey look and keeps it down.
Eye color: Crystalline Blue
Sexual Orientation: Heterotsexual
Likes: Ancient Greek culture and religion
Dislikes: Sakuradite, Stonehenge, Marco Polo
Food Obsession: Loukoumades Me Meli-- Doughnuts with Honey syrup
Beliefs/Ideals: She believes that she is cursed by her immortality, she never knew that there was a way for her to transfer her Code. She thinks that she should be able to join her gods on Mount Olympus.
Contracted with: No one specific, though there are likely several out there.
The type of person that you are most likely to contract with: Oracle will contract with just about anyone. She has been known to simply walk up to a person and give them Geass before walking away never to be seen again by the person that she had contracted with. This is because she thinks that there is no escape from her immortality, never having been told that she could transfer her Code to someone that had fully developed the Geass that she gave them.
Former Geass: Geass of Precognition
Where is the Code: On her right ankle
Occupation: Student, minor, Geass Giver
Allegiance: Herself
Nationality: Greek
Appearance: The Oracle
Skills: Manipulating people
Personal Weapon:
Personality: Oracle is childish and mature at the same time, possibly due to how young she was when she became immortal and her mind trying to mature to handle all of the things that she has witnessed, either firsthand or second. Because of this she is a dark person, though she does have her bubbly side, though very few people see it and even those lucky few don't see it often. She is also undeniably a bit insane, all things considered this isn't surprising.
Biography: Aoede, now known only as the Oracle, was born roughly around 1300 BCE in Greece. Because of her pale features she was thought of as a gift bestowed upon them by the god Apollo, she was given to the Oracles to begin her training. She learned to speak on prophecy in her training with the Oracles, she is trained in the art of propecies and as such is often able to manipulate people to her will. At the age of five, one of the priests told her that she was special and the next thing she knew she could see this man's death. But he was still alive. She was amazed, perhaps she really was an Oracle as those who raised her.
She would close her eyes and see what she would see, she would do this constantly and eventually she would find that she could see more, all the while the riest watched over her. She was named an Oracle at the age of six because of her amazing ability of precognition and prophecy. When she was seven the priest gave her his Code before sacrificing himself to the gods. From that day onward, she did not age and she did not die. She had also lost her ability to see into the future and create prophecies. Her fellow Oracles took her immortality as a sign that she was indeed touched by the gods. Because of that she was able to stay in the temple at Delphi for long after she lost her prophecies ceased. But she was still revered for her immortality. Until the Oracles were no longer respected as they had once been and she was forced out of the temple.
That was when she started travelling the world. Trapped at the young age she was, she had to find people to take her in to avoid suspicion, usually being taken in by travellers who thought that she was left for dead, or whatever other story she told them. She did this until it was no longer commonplace for people to be nomadic, and settled in around the Mediterranean, though she did still manage to travel a lot as every few years she would have to stage her own death and run away so that no one would realize that she didn't age.
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Theme Song: Lonely Day by System of a Down
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The year is 2043 a.t.b. and Nunally vi Britannia sits upon Britannia's throne as Empress to mark that the world is at peace, just as her brother Lelouch had died for. Her brother's dying wish, peace, is the only reason that Nunally took the throne and she wishes to see it through. Times have been peaceful in the years since the Zero Requiem despite some bad blood between some of the older Britannians and the "Numbers" as the older Britannians can't see them as equals. But still things were peaceful...
On the surface. Dive below the surfaceand find that despite the worldwide peace, proud Britannians can't stand having a disabled Empress, it shows the entire Empire as being weak. Medical advancement has done little to help the Empress and she is still confined to a wheelchair. To add to that chaos, Nunally cannot have children, and as such, she can produce no living heir to her throne. Because of this, all royals, young and old, have a chance at claiming the throne and becoming the next ruler of Britannia, sparking the familial Social Darwinsim to new levels.
Brother Schneizel seems still to be under the influence of Lelouch's Geass, but as time went on, the effects became less powerful and he once again had power over his own actions. He immediately began to whisper things in the Empress' ear, manipulation running rampant in his mind.
Zero is growing old, and it seems as if what they say is true. Peace never truly lasts.
On the surface. Dive below the surfaceand find that despite the worldwide peace, proud Britannians can't stand having a disabled Empress, it shows the entire Empire as being weak. Medical advancement has done little to help the Empress and she is still confined to a wheelchair. To add to that chaos, Nunally cannot have children, and as such, she can produce no living heir to her throne. Because of this, all royals, young and old, have a chance at claiming the throne and becoming the next ruler of Britannia, sparking the familial Social Darwinsim to new levels.
Brother Schneizel seems still to be under the influence of Lelouch's Geass, but as time went on, the effects became less powerful and he once again had power over his own actions. He immediately began to whisper things in the Empress' ear, manipulation running rampant in his mind.
Zero is growing old, and it seems as if what they say is true. Peace never truly lasts.
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Name: Claire Therèse Hamilton
Alias: Psycho
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Height: 4' 3"
Weight: 93 pounds
Hair style/length: Blonde hair reaching down to her mid-thighs with one set of high pig tails and another set of low, loose pig tails.
Eye color: Chocolate brown
Occupation: Student
Allegiance: Britannia
Beliefs/ideals:
Rank: Noble
Nationality: Britannian
Appearance: Claire
Personality: She's a very hyperactive and childish teenager who loves to talk, laugh, and have a good time. She bounces around and never stops moving and loves to talk, talk, talk, and gossip the night away.
But there are times when she goes quiet and psychosis sets in. When she's like this there's a posibility of her taking out her favorite dagger and attacking someone just to see the blood flow.
Sometimes she doesn't remember when she slips into psychosis and other times she remembers, but does so incorrectly.
Likes: Talking, singing, talking, caramelldansen, talking, dancing, talking, gossiping, talking, moving, talking, socializing
Dislikes: Quiet, mean people
History: Claire was born in 2030 a.t.b. to Clyde S. Hamilton III and Emily Hamilton, one of Britannia's respected noble families. Her father, having been a member of the Geass Directorate before it was destroyed, helped the immortal M.M. recreate the New Geass Directorate, as his father had before him, in 2032 a.t.b. and began running tests on children. They Directorate found themselves with very few test subjects, and as such, when Claire was five years old, Clyde offered her up to the Directorate as a test subject.
When she was ten, her father... took in E.E. under the alias of Elizabeth Hamilton. Her mother, who was too frightened of Clyde to do anything about what he was allowing to be done to their daughter, was glad that Claire finally had a playmate.
Eventually the scientists noticed that occasionally something strange would happen with Claire. The normally hyperactive girl would become quiet and withdraw, often staring off at nothing or seeming as if she was looking for something in the distance. Sometimes she would find weapons in mundane objects, using things such as a test tube to injure them.
This was an unexpected result of the prolonged experimentation over the years, she had developed psychosis and it was completely unpredictable.
But the result that they did want was more subtle, she had the ability to sense Geass and the Code and be able to pinpoint the person involved with it, as long as they're in the same room. For immortals, as long as she's standing face to face with them, she can even find where the Code is located.
Now she tries to live as normal a life as she can, slipping in and out of her psychosis at an unpredictable rate, getting more and more frequent as time goes on.
Theme Song: Caramelldansen
Bodies by Drowning Pool
Other: She has the ability to sense the Code and Geass. She slips into a dangerous and unpredictable psychosis.
Alias: Psycho
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Height: 4' 3"
Weight: 93 pounds
Hair style/length: Blonde hair reaching down to her mid-thighs with one set of high pig tails and another set of low, loose pig tails.
Eye color: Chocolate brown
Occupation: Student
Allegiance: Britannia
Beliefs/ideals:
Rank: Noble
Nationality: Britannian
Appearance: Claire
Personality: She's a very hyperactive and childish teenager who loves to talk, laugh, and have a good time. She bounces around and never stops moving and loves to talk, talk, talk, and gossip the night away.
But there are times when she goes quiet and psychosis sets in. When she's like this there's a posibility of her taking out her favorite dagger and attacking someone just to see the blood flow.
Sometimes she doesn't remember when she slips into psychosis and other times she remembers, but does so incorrectly.
Likes: Talking, singing, talking, caramelldansen, talking, dancing, talking, gossiping, talking, moving, talking, socializing
Dislikes: Quiet, mean people
History: Claire was born in 2030 a.t.b. to Clyde S. Hamilton III and Emily Hamilton, one of Britannia's respected noble families. Her father, having been a member of the Geass Directorate before it was destroyed, helped the immortal M.M. recreate the New Geass Directorate, as his father had before him, in 2032 a.t.b. and began running tests on children. They Directorate found themselves with very few test subjects, and as such, when Claire was five years old, Clyde offered her up to the Directorate as a test subject.
When she was ten, her father... took in E.E. under the alias of Elizabeth Hamilton. Her mother, who was too frightened of Clyde to do anything about what he was allowing to be done to their daughter, was glad that Claire finally had a playmate.
Eventually the scientists noticed that occasionally something strange would happen with Claire. The normally hyperactive girl would become quiet and withdraw, often staring off at nothing or seeming as if she was looking for something in the distance. Sometimes she would find weapons in mundane objects, using things such as a test tube to injure them.
This was an unexpected result of the prolonged experimentation over the years, she had developed psychosis and it was completely unpredictable.
But the result that they did want was more subtle, she had the ability to sense Geass and the Code and be able to pinpoint the person involved with it, as long as they're in the same room. For immortals, as long as she's standing face to face with them, she can even find where the Code is located.
Now she tries to live as normal a life as she can, slipping in and out of her psychosis at an unpredictable rate, getting more and more frequent as time goes on.
Theme Song: Caramelldansen
Bodies by Drowning Pool
Other: She has the ability to sense the Code and Geass. She slips into a dangerous and unpredictable psychosis.
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Character Name: Xene
Age, If Human: Well, she looks like she could be somewhere between 15 and 17.
Human/Heartless/Nobody: Nobody
Appearance: Xene
Bio [If Nobody or Heartless, add how you became such.]: Karin was born to a nice normal family, in a nice quiet little town that never had to worry about crime. She trained in martial arts, just for the exercise and discipline, though she always doubted that she would ever need to fight considering the peace in her little hometown. She became one of the better fighters in her town, though she rarely, if ever fought another person.
But a string of strrange happenings began to happen, and people disappeared, ony to be found later on, seeming alive but dead all at once. People in the town became afraid of the night and the darkness that came with it, when most of the people were alone and disappeared.
Not particularly concerned about it all, Karin was walking home alone one night after her training and was ambushed by these shadow creatures. She tried to fight them off, but nothing she did worked. So her heart was taken. Half of her became a Heartless, but the other half became the Nobody Xene.
Having been a Nobody for more than a decade now, Xene has forgotten her emotions and what it felt like to have them and be human. She isn't interested in becoming "real" honestly she isn't really intersted in anything, since interest is a human trait that she has forgotten. She just wants a place of power, of control.
She is slowly losing her human memories as well, and often forgets that she was once a person that only fought when it was necessary. Because of that, and her want for power, Xene recreated the legendary Organization XII.
Personality: Being a Nobody for more than a decade, she has forgotten her emotions and what it felt like to have emotions in the first place. She hides this with occasional biting sarcasm, cockiness, and an all around bad attitude.
Weapon: Oblivion Keyblade
Element, If Nobody: Nothingness
Original Self, If Nobody or Heartless: Karin
Team [Team "Sora", Team Heartless, Team Organization]: Organization Leader
Character Name: Xene
Age, If Human: Well, she looks like she could be somewhere between 15 and 17.
Human/Heartless/Nobody: Nobody
Appearance: Xene
Bio [If Nobody or Heartless, add how you became such.]: Karin was born to a nice normal family, in a nice quiet little town that never had to worry about crime. She trained in martial arts, just for the exercise and discipline, though she always doubted that she would ever need to fight considering the peace in her little hometown. She became one of the better fighters in her town, though she rarely, if ever fought another person.
But a string of strrange happenings began to happen, and people disappeared, ony to be found later on, seeming alive but dead all at once. People in the town became afraid of the night and the darkness that came with it, when most of the people were alone and disappeared.
Not particularly concerned about it all, Karin was walking home alone one night after her training and was ambushed by these shadow creatures. She tried to fight them off, but nothing she did worked. So her heart was taken. Half of her became a Heartless, but the other half became the Nobody Xene.
Having been a Nobody for more than a decade now, Xene has forgotten her emotions and what it felt like to have them and be human. She isn't interested in becoming "real" honestly she isn't really intersted in anything, since interest is a human trait that she has forgotten. She just wants a place of power, of control.
She is slowly losing her human memories as well, and often forgets that she was once a person that only fought when it was necessary. Because of that, and her want for power, Xene recreated the legendary Organization XII.
Personality: Being a Nobody for more than a decade, she has forgotten her emotions and what it felt like to have emotions in the first place. She hides this with occasional biting sarcasm, cockiness, and an all around bad attitude.
Weapon: Oblivion Keyblade
Element, If Nobody: Nothingness
Original Self, If Nobody or Heartless: Karin
Team [Team "Sora", Team Heartless, Team Organization]: Organization Leader
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Claire stared at the ceiling as she lay on her back, arms behind her head, on her bed. There was that ball tonight, and it would be fun she was sure. And she was excited to go. But she wasn't jumping around the house like she usually would have been by that point. It was time for her to take a nap in her opinion, so that she would be her usual chipper self when it got around to being time to leave for the ball to start.
She closed her eyes, but sleep did not come, though, it did give her more energy than she had had before. She sat up and hopped off her bed running lightly on her toes to the other side of the room to throw open her closet. It was a large closet, and overflowing with clothes, most of these were formal, she had other places to store her casual clothes. But she didn't need casual, it was even sure to mention on the invitation that she was to wear her most formal gown. That was gown, gown meant dress, dress meant that she would have a harder time of jumping around. Note to self: make sure that the dress wasn't so constricting that she couldn't move in it, make sure that she dress didn't have so much excess material that she was tripping over it, make sure it was long enough that she wasn't giving some sort of show when she was on the stairs, make sure it wasn't so long that she would once again be tripping over it. So many rules for dresses, so many rules!
And here was the next dilemma, how short was too short? How long was too long? Definitely above the knees would be seen as informal, and a little... risqué. Past the ankles was just a death wish in the kind of shoes that she would be wearing. So, somewhere between the knees and the ankles? That sounded about right. She nodded to herself rifling through the hangers, did she even have any dresses that fit that criteria?
Maybe, maybe not. She would look. Then it dawned on her that she hadn't thought about the top of the dress. Obviously that was also important. Couldn't show too much skin, couldn't show too little skin. Couldn't be too low cut, couldn't have such a high collar that she looked like she belonged in a history book. Had to be aware of the cut of the neck, had to be aware of the cut of the back.
She silently cursed fashion, even if she did love it, it just had far to many rules for her tastes. Then.... then there was color, which was once again a very important aspect of the overall appeal. Damn, she just couldn't win. Let's see, she wouldn't risk wearing white, you could never know what would happen at an event. Red would be too dramatic, she thought, for an event like this one. Maybe a nice cream, or beige, those were colors that she hadn't worn in ages and more.
She went back to rifling, and found a nice beige dress which wasn't too revealing and it didn't cover too much either. Which was good, she didn't feel like sending any sort of messages tonight. None at all. It was a simple dress, with a bit of a shine to the material. It was a sheath dress that reached to her mid-calf, so what if she didn't have very much maneuverability? It wasn't like she would be running for her life from a ball. Honestly! She slipped that on and over it she put a nice off white shawl which her mother had given her for her last birthday.
She looked over at herself in the full length mirror. Passable, at least until she added jewelry. Oh, accessories, the bane of her very existance. Not really, she had some that she really liked, she just needed to make sure they matched, not her strong point.
Anyways, she finally managed that, and the maid gave her some pointers, change a few pieces of jewelry for some other ones and she was done and ready to go to the ball.
There was nothing left for her to do for now, but wait until it was time to leave for Pendragon. So she settled herself in to wait. And by that, she meant that it was time to turn the music on really loud and start dancing. She didn't care if she rumpled her dress or her hair, did these people expect her to just sit still until it was time to leave? Then these people obviously didn't know her very well. Not at all.
She closed her eyes, but sleep did not come, though, it did give her more energy than she had had before. She sat up and hopped off her bed running lightly on her toes to the other side of the room to throw open her closet. It was a large closet, and overflowing with clothes, most of these were formal, she had other places to store her casual clothes. But she didn't need casual, it was even sure to mention on the invitation that she was to wear her most formal gown. That was gown, gown meant dress, dress meant that she would have a harder time of jumping around. Note to self: make sure that the dress wasn't so constricting that she couldn't move in it, make sure that she dress didn't have so much excess material that she was tripping over it, make sure it was long enough that she wasn't giving some sort of show when she was on the stairs, make sure it wasn't so long that she would once again be tripping over it. So many rules for dresses, so many rules!
And here was the next dilemma, how short was too short? How long was too long? Definitely above the knees would be seen as informal, and a little... risqué. Past the ankles was just a death wish in the kind of shoes that she would be wearing. So, somewhere between the knees and the ankles? That sounded about right. She nodded to herself rifling through the hangers, did she even have any dresses that fit that criteria?
Maybe, maybe not. She would look. Then it dawned on her that she hadn't thought about the top of the dress. Obviously that was also important. Couldn't show too much skin, couldn't show too little skin. Couldn't be too low cut, couldn't have such a high collar that she looked like she belonged in a history book. Had to be aware of the cut of the neck, had to be aware of the cut of the back.
She silently cursed fashion, even if she did love it, it just had far to many rules for her tastes. Then.... then there was color, which was once again a very important aspect of the overall appeal. Damn, she just couldn't win. Let's see, she wouldn't risk wearing white, you could never know what would happen at an event. Red would be too dramatic, she thought, for an event like this one. Maybe a nice cream, or beige, those were colors that she hadn't worn in ages and more.
She went back to rifling, and found a nice beige dress which wasn't too revealing and it didn't cover too much either. Which was good, she didn't feel like sending any sort of messages tonight. None at all. It was a simple dress, with a bit of a shine to the material. It was a sheath dress that reached to her mid-calf, so what if she didn't have very much maneuverability? It wasn't like she would be running for her life from a ball. Honestly! She slipped that on and over it she put a nice off white shawl which her mother had given her for her last birthday.
She looked over at herself in the full length mirror. Passable, at least until she added jewelry. Oh, accessories, the bane of her very existance. Not really, she had some that she really liked, she just needed to make sure they matched, not her strong point.
Anyways, she finally managed that, and the maid gave her some pointers, change a few pieces of jewelry for some other ones and she was done and ready to go to the ball.
There was nothing left for her to do for now, but wait until it was time to leave for Pendragon. So she settled herself in to wait. And by that, she meant that it was time to turn the music on really loud and start dancing. She didn't care if she rumpled her dress or her hair, did these people expect her to just sit still until it was time to leave? Then these people obviously didn't know her very well. Not at all.
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Name: Galen eu Britannia
Alias: Pale Fox
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125
Hair style/length: Long white hair that's almost always pulled back into a low pony tail.
Eye color: Gray
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Crush: No one yet
Likes: His rapier, fencing, nature, walks in the woods, hanging out with his siblings, sparring, most colors especially black, red, and silver
Dislikes: Chess, the colors pink, yellow, brown, and orange
Beliefs/Ideals: He believes in peace strongly, he appreciates what the Demon Emperor did, though he was supposedly evil the man did unify the world long before Galen was born. He wishes for the peace to last and would like to help keep it in it's peaceful state. Galen believes that one can do anything they put their mind to.
Rank: Thirty-fourth Prince
Occupation: Prince
Allegiance: Britannia
Nationality: Britannian
Appearance: Galen
Skills: Galen is a talented fencer, still learning and still quite eager to continue learning the art. He is also a skilled chess player, though he detests the game and everything to do with it, unless the pieces are ornate, then he likes those. He is trained in martial arts, but has never had to defend himself outside of a spar so would most likely lose in a real fight.
Personal Weapon: Rapier that is almost always at his side
Personal Knight: None
Personality: Galen is cocky, sometimes overbearingly so. He gets along with his siblings, generally. But he is a moody teenager tackling the fact that he is a hormonal male that would rather not become just another player. So, he can be a bit of a flirt as well, though he tries to control that to some degree, even if he is a royal and could probably get away with it. He's pleasant to be around, if you can handle his cocky attitude, and enjoys a good laugh, whether it's an innocent joke, hanging out with people, or something mildly perverted. He's somewhat athletic and enjoys sparring with people, and loves the ego and self-esteem boost that comes with with it.
Biography: Born sixteen years ago to Odysseus eu Britannia, three years before he gave up his claim to the throne, Galen eu Britannia was born into the lap of luxury. Even growing up knowing of the atrocities of the former Emperor, Galen was still proud of his family, not for those atrocities of course, he sees that as a shame in the line, but not really the Demon Emperor, who, in his cruelty managed to unite the entire world.
When Galen was two, his mother passed away from benign brain tumors that suddenly turned malignant.
One year later, when Galen was three years old, his father gave up his claim to the throne and left Pendragon, he was still distraught over the death of his wife. Not wanting to take his son from the only world he knew and thrusting him into a world where what he wanted was at the tip of his finger, Odysseus left Galen behind. Odysseus often visits Galen at Pendragon so that his son knows that he wasn't simply abandoned, and for that Galen is grateful.
His half brother Jaden and he learned to play chess together, but Galen could never beat his elder brother and grew to hate the entire game, even though he was one of the better players among the royal siblings. But he prefers his fencing.
Galen is more of the type to go and have fun, though it tends to be a bit of a quiet fun that he has. But, he enjoys the company of his half siblings and multitude of aunts and uncles. He was trained in the arts of self-defense, not that he ever uses it though and he prefers it that way. He isn't very competitive and prefers to hone his skills with sparring even if he doesn't expect to ever use them seriously.
After his father left, even with frequent visits, Galen became withdrawn and often thought that it was because he wasn't good enough as a son to keep his father as a constant figure in his life. It took him many years to come to terms with the fact that it had nothing to do with him, but that his father no longer wished to deal with the 'politics' involved in court living. Of course, Galen didn't know that those 'politics' actually entailed the Social Darwinism still rampant amongst them, especially some of the older royals. It also didn't help him that he often heard whispers of rumors about his father, whom he still loved despite everything, from people like Carline, saying that his father was the Failed Prince.
But, after so many years, Galen came back out of his withdrawn and moody shell, though, he was withdrawn and moody still, he was more social than he had been in years.
Other: He hates chess, but he is very good at it, not the best, he thinks that his brother Jaden takes that title, but still, he can hold his own against Jaden if he feels like it. He also enjoys listening to music in his spare time, and taking walks in the gardens which is the most natural part of the Palace of Pendragon.
Theme Song: See Who I Am by Within Temptation
Name: Galen eu Britannia
Alias: Pale Fox
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125
Hair style/length: Long white hair that's almost always pulled back into a low pony tail.
Eye color: Gray
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Crush: No one yet
Likes: His rapier, fencing, nature, walks in the woods, hanging out with his siblings, sparring, most colors especially black, red, and silver
Dislikes: Chess, the colors pink, yellow, brown, and orange
Beliefs/Ideals: He believes in peace strongly, he appreciates what the Demon Emperor did, though he was supposedly evil the man did unify the world long before Galen was born. He wishes for the peace to last and would like to help keep it in it's peaceful state. Galen believes that one can do anything they put their mind to.
Rank: Thirty-fourth Prince
Occupation: Prince
Allegiance: Britannia
Nationality: Britannian
Appearance: Galen
Skills: Galen is a talented fencer, still learning and still quite eager to continue learning the art. He is also a skilled chess player, though he detests the game and everything to do with it, unless the pieces are ornate, then he likes those. He is trained in martial arts, but has never had to defend himself outside of a spar so would most likely lose in a real fight.
Personal Weapon: Rapier that is almost always at his side
Personal Knight: None
Personality: Galen is cocky, sometimes overbearingly so. He gets along with his siblings, generally. But he is a moody teenager tackling the fact that he is a hormonal male that would rather not become just another player. So, he can be a bit of a flirt as well, though he tries to control that to some degree, even if he is a royal and could probably get away with it. He's pleasant to be around, if you can handle his cocky attitude, and enjoys a good laugh, whether it's an innocent joke, hanging out with people, or something mildly perverted. He's somewhat athletic and enjoys sparring with people, and loves the ego and self-esteem boost that comes with with it.
Biography: Born sixteen years ago to Odysseus eu Britannia, three years before he gave up his claim to the throne, Galen eu Britannia was born into the lap of luxury. Even growing up knowing of the atrocities of the former Emperor, Galen was still proud of his family, not for those atrocities of course, he sees that as a shame in the line, but not really the Demon Emperor, who, in his cruelty managed to unite the entire world.
When Galen was two, his mother passed away from benign brain tumors that suddenly turned malignant.
One year later, when Galen was three years old, his father gave up his claim to the throne and left Pendragon, he was still distraught over the death of his wife. Not wanting to take his son from the only world he knew and thrusting him into a world where what he wanted was at the tip of his finger, Odysseus left Galen behind. Odysseus often visits Galen at Pendragon so that his son knows that he wasn't simply abandoned, and for that Galen is grateful.
His half brother Jaden and he learned to play chess together, but Galen could never beat his elder brother and grew to hate the entire game, even though he was one of the better players among the royal siblings. But he prefers his fencing.
Galen is more of the type to go and have fun, though it tends to be a bit of a quiet fun that he has. But, he enjoys the company of his half siblings and multitude of aunts and uncles. He was trained in the arts of self-defense, not that he ever uses it though and he prefers it that way. He isn't very competitive and prefers to hone his skills with sparring even if he doesn't expect to ever use them seriously.
After his father left, even with frequent visits, Galen became withdrawn and often thought that it was because he wasn't good enough as a son to keep his father as a constant figure in his life. It took him many years to come to terms with the fact that it had nothing to do with him, but that his father no longer wished to deal with the 'politics' involved in court living. Of course, Galen didn't know that those 'politics' actually entailed the Social Darwinism still rampant amongst them, especially some of the older royals. It also didn't help him that he often heard whispers of rumors about his father, whom he still loved despite everything, from people like Carline, saying that his father was the Failed Prince.
But, after so many years, Galen came back out of his withdrawn and moody shell, though, he was withdrawn and moody still, he was more social than he had been in years.
Other: He hates chess, but he is very good at it, not the best, he thinks that his brother Jaden takes that title, but still, he can hold his own against Jaden if he feels like it. He also enjoys listening to music in his spare time, and taking walks in the gardens which is the most natural part of the Palace of Pendragon.
Theme Song: See Who I Am by Within Temptation
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Name: Ayan Blaisdale
Alias: Intel
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 115 pounds
Hair style/length: Fairly long, straight black hair which is usually kept up in a bun while she's being professional or working with the other Oblivion Knights, she hates having it up though and prefers to leave it loose.
Eye color: Dull red
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Likes: Gathering information on anything and everything, learning, getting better at the things that she does, meditation, gymnastics, ballet
Dislikes: Getting caught, high pitched noises, violence, sleep
Beliefs/Ideals: One must have fun in their work, and feel accomplished as they do it, otherwise, the work shall never get done. One must do their part for the world, even if it is just a small, and insignificant thing that they do in the long run.
Occupation: College student, Infiltration and Discreet Intelligence expert for (one of the factions)
Allegiance: Britannia
Nationality: Britannian
Appearance: Ayan
Skills: Having started taking ballet and gymnastics classes when she learned to walk, something she continues to this day, she is incredibly agile and limber with an amazing sense of balance. She is a decently capable hacker from her many years of getting into school and government hackings from before which she uses in her gathering of intelligence, though she is still learning the nuances of the trade.She is also able to talk or lie her way out of most of the situations she ends up finding herself, and is in the process of learning how to act so that she can better go behind enemy lines, which she finds fun.
Personal Weapon: A Kaiken for slashing and a Stiletto for stabbing and thrusting
Personality: Ayan is obsessive in a highly unhealthy manner. She finds that she needs to always be doing something, needs to keep busy. She is amiable... when she isn't working on a project. When she's planning a mission, especially a dangerous one that will take her or someone else behind enemy lines, she is completely serious and hates being interrupted, occasionally getting snippy.
When she's on an undercover infiltration, Ayan tends to take on the role of a budding young new recruit. Sociable, happy, energetic, and gossipy, she tends to draw in her peers. Which tends to be the easiest way for her to glean the information she's there for.
For as long as she can remember, Ayan has been petrified of the idea of sleep, so she always runs on as little as she possibly can.
She also isn't particularly professional most of the time and has openly spurned authority, which can get her in trouble, not that she cares half the time. Though, that could just be the caffeine talking, but she always knows when to stop and what's too far, and definitely not to cross that line considering who she works for. She can be patronizing, and occasionally childish.
Biography: Ayan was born in a nice, normal family, her parents made sure of that, as both of them had lived through Britannians takeover of various parts of the world and seen how much pain it had caused people and they didn't want their daughter to know that. Not to mention that her mother had difficulty bearing children, her older brothers, one had died in the womb and one had been stillborn, her younger sister had died two weeks after she was born, just long enough for the small family to have hope that the sickly infant would live, so they wanted their Ayan to have what was well and good, and they wanted her to be happy. Her parents were not strict, but she wasn't allowed to do whatever she pleased either. There was nothing really extraordianry about her, she was more interested in her gymnastics and her ballet classes, hanging out with her friends, and finding out whether boys really had cooties or not.
But it wasn't long before she realized that more than her peers, she needed to know everything about people, often becoming unhealthy in her urge to learn everything about the people in her life. She would ask questions, and when that didn't get her anywhere, Ayan resorted to other means, like using the internet or finding ways into classified and confidential records, like that dredded Permanent Record back in grade school. Illegally, of course. But, she started doing this when she was seven, and she was constantly caught, which meant that she had to figure out how to be better at what she was doing, or, become better at talking and lying her way out of situations like those.
Her childhood curiosity grew into an obsessive disorder which, to this day, goes undiagnosed. After more than a decade, Ayan is now able to efficiently hack into systems to find, learn, or alter the information she wants or needs. But, disguise is not her greatest strong point, it's something still fairly new to her, ever since she joined the Oblivion Knights as a member of the Infiltration and Sabotage Unit, though she is more useful as one of their Intelligence Agents.
When she was sixteen, Ayan's undying and insatiable curiosity came upon a military unit known as the Oblivion Knights. She had never heard of the Oblivion Knights, so she started looking into it. But, she was caught hacking. And anyone caught hacking any part of the government is going to be arrested and brought in for questioning. Ayan found herself, secretly terrified, in a situation, and against a person, that she couldn't talk her way out of, so she sighed and resigned herself to the fact that she would, at the very least, be going to jail for a very long time.
But Princess Lasrine, impressed at how far Ayan had been able to get into the mainframe before she was caught, and seeing how promising the young woman was, offered her a spot in the Oblivioin Knights (Not to mention that the Princess had the mainframe wiped and everything changed so something like this wouldn't happen again), instead of jail. A job doing the very thing that she loved and obsessed over, she would have been mad not to accept.
She started at the bottom, oh how she hated the bottom, and managed to prove herself time and again, making steady progress up the hierarchal ladder, and within two years, two very long years, had become the leader of the Oblivion Knights' Sabotage and Infiltration Unit. The fact that the former Unit leader had been caught and killed "behind enemy lines" and she had been the next best choice might have helped her get there. But who paid attention to details? She most certainly did.
So, even though she was specialized more heavily in Intelligence, she became leader of Infiltration. She didn't mind. Sometimes you had to become your enemy in order to gather all of the information that you needed. So, it all went hand in hand, and she had nothing to complain about.
Ayan was content with her dangerous lot in life.
Other: Besides her obsessive disorder when it comes to knowing everything and gathering information, Ayanis also somniphobic (fear of sleep) and as such she has forced herself to become an insomnia. She constantly has some form of caffeine in her system, and in her hand. She won't admit it, but she is addicted to caffeine.
Theme Song: Silhouettes by Smile Empty Soul
Name: Ayan Blaisdale
Alias: Intel
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 115 pounds
Hair style/length: Fairly long, straight black hair which is usually kept up in a bun while she's being professional or working with the other Oblivion Knights, she hates having it up though and prefers to leave it loose.
Eye color: Dull red
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Likes: Gathering information on anything and everything, learning, getting better at the things that she does, meditation, gymnastics, ballet
Dislikes: Getting caught, high pitched noises, violence, sleep
Beliefs/Ideals: One must have fun in their work, and feel accomplished as they do it, otherwise, the work shall never get done. One must do their part for the world, even if it is just a small, and insignificant thing that they do in the long run.
Occupation: College student, Infiltration and Discreet Intelligence expert for (one of the factions)
Allegiance: Britannia
Nationality: Britannian
Appearance: Ayan
Skills: Having started taking ballet and gymnastics classes when she learned to walk, something she continues to this day, she is incredibly agile and limber with an amazing sense of balance. She is a decently capable hacker from her many years of getting into school and government hackings from before which she uses in her gathering of intelligence, though she is still learning the nuances of the trade.She is also able to talk or lie her way out of most of the situations she ends up finding herself, and is in the process of learning how to act so that she can better go behind enemy lines, which she finds fun.
Personal Weapon: A Kaiken for slashing and a Stiletto for stabbing and thrusting
Personality: Ayan is obsessive in a highly unhealthy manner. She finds that she needs to always be doing something, needs to keep busy. She is amiable... when she isn't working on a project. When she's planning a mission, especially a dangerous one that will take her or someone else behind enemy lines, she is completely serious and hates being interrupted, occasionally getting snippy.
When she's on an undercover infiltration, Ayan tends to take on the role of a budding young new recruit. Sociable, happy, energetic, and gossipy, she tends to draw in her peers. Which tends to be the easiest way for her to glean the information she's there for.
For as long as she can remember, Ayan has been petrified of the idea of sleep, so she always runs on as little as she possibly can.
She also isn't particularly professional most of the time and has openly spurned authority, which can get her in trouble, not that she cares half the time. Though, that could just be the caffeine talking, but she always knows when to stop and what's too far, and definitely not to cross that line considering who she works for. She can be patronizing, and occasionally childish.
Biography: Ayan was born in a nice, normal family, her parents made sure of that, as both of them had lived through Britannians takeover of various parts of the world and seen how much pain it had caused people and they didn't want their daughter to know that. Not to mention that her mother had difficulty bearing children, her older brothers, one had died in the womb and one had been stillborn, her younger sister had died two weeks after she was born, just long enough for the small family to have hope that the sickly infant would live, so they wanted their Ayan to have what was well and good, and they wanted her to be happy. Her parents were not strict, but she wasn't allowed to do whatever she pleased either. There was nothing really extraordianry about her, she was more interested in her gymnastics and her ballet classes, hanging out with her friends, and finding out whether boys really had cooties or not.
But it wasn't long before she realized that more than her peers, she needed to know everything about people, often becoming unhealthy in her urge to learn everything about the people in her life. She would ask questions, and when that didn't get her anywhere, Ayan resorted to other means, like using the internet or finding ways into classified and confidential records, like that dredded Permanent Record back in grade school. Illegally, of course. But, she started doing this when she was seven, and she was constantly caught, which meant that she had to figure out how to be better at what she was doing, or, become better at talking and lying her way out of situations like those.
Her childhood curiosity grew into an obsessive disorder which, to this day, goes undiagnosed. After more than a decade, Ayan is now able to efficiently hack into systems to find, learn, or alter the information she wants or needs. But, disguise is not her greatest strong point, it's something still fairly new to her, ever since she joined the Oblivion Knights as a member of the Infiltration and Sabotage Unit, though she is more useful as one of their Intelligence Agents.
When she was sixteen, Ayan's undying and insatiable curiosity came upon a military unit known as the Oblivion Knights. She had never heard of the Oblivion Knights, so she started looking into it. But, she was caught hacking. And anyone caught hacking any part of the government is going to be arrested and brought in for questioning. Ayan found herself, secretly terrified, in a situation, and against a person, that she couldn't talk her way out of, so she sighed and resigned herself to the fact that she would, at the very least, be going to jail for a very long time.
But Princess Lasrine, impressed at how far Ayan had been able to get into the mainframe before she was caught, and seeing how promising the young woman was, offered her a spot in the Oblivioin Knights (Not to mention that the Princess had the mainframe wiped and everything changed so something like this wouldn't happen again), instead of jail. A job doing the very thing that she loved and obsessed over, she would have been mad not to accept.
She started at the bottom, oh how she hated the bottom, and managed to prove herself time and again, making steady progress up the hierarchal ladder, and within two years, two very long years, had become the leader of the Oblivion Knights' Sabotage and Infiltration Unit. The fact that the former Unit leader had been caught and killed "behind enemy lines" and she had been the next best choice might have helped her get there. But who paid attention to details? She most certainly did.
So, even though she was specialized more heavily in Intelligence, she became leader of Infiltration. She didn't mind. Sometimes you had to become your enemy in order to gather all of the information that you needed. So, it all went hand in hand, and she had nothing to complain about.
Ayan was content with her dangerous lot in life.
Other: Besides her obsessive disorder when it comes to knowing everything and gathering information, Ayanis also somniphobic (fear of sleep) and as such she has forced herself to become an insomnia. She constantly has some form of caffeine in her system, and in her hand. She won't admit it, but she is addicted to caffeine.
Theme Song: Silhouettes by Smile Empty Soul
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¨°o.O 『 Cire 』 O.o°¨
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● ● ● Ӎɣ Ϣɩɭɗ Ϩɩɗə
☪ Blood Wolf
● ● ● Ϣɧɑϯ ϓσυ Ҫɑɳ'ϯ Ϩəə
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☪ 7
● ● ● Ʉɳɗəя Ӎɣ Ҭɑɩɭ
☪ Female
● ● ● Ƚəɑʂɧəɗ
☪ Runaway
● ● ● Ίɳ Ӎɣ Ῥɑωʂ
☪ An orphan who was taken in by a family that did not see her for what she was, Cire started her young life as a human. But, it wasn't long until she started walking and talking, or that one day when she looked in the mirror and saw a wolf staring back at her. This frightened Cire, so she ran away from her home and took to the slums of Evermore, hiding the dark alleys from people that she was sure would hurt her. She wanted to trust someone, but she was afraid to. She thought that she was a freak hiding as a human, but really being a wolf. She was afraid to admit that being a wolf she felt more alive. She didn't know if there were others of her kind, or if there was any way that she would be able to find them, but... she kind of wanted to...
There was always a nice scent taunting her too, and it seemed to be coming from one of the buidlings beyond the slums. Somewhere she dare not have gone, but somewhere she longed to go, because she longed to know what it was that called to her so.
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¨°o.O 『 Rhys Hanham 』 O.o°¨
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● ● ● βɩяϯɧ Ҫəяϯɩʄɩɔɑϯə
☪ 25
● ● ● Ʉɳɗəя Ӎɣ Ҫɭσϯɧəʂ
☪ Male
● ● ● Ѻɳ Ӎɣ Ῥɑɣɔɧəɔӄ
☪ Scientist
● ● ● Dəɑя Dɩɑяɣ
☪ Rhys was born in a well to do family in Evermore, because of this he received a proper education, only because his family could afford it. He excelled in school, exceeding his parents' expectations and finding himself a job after he graduated as an assistant to a scientist in a strange building at the center of Evermore. It was a closed off area in which he worked and the work his mentor did was top secret.
Rhys was able to keep his mouth shut, and he worked hard enough that he was able to become a scientist that actually worked on the project instead of just fetching coffee for his mentor. He was surprised when he first learned what the project actually entailed, though to this day he isn't entirely certain what exactly this project is supposed to be doing with a man in suspended animation and flowers. But he's just a scientist, he does as he is told and he keeps his mouth shut about the things he sees for fear of his life.
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¨°o.O 『 Leala 』 O.o°¨
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☪ Arctic fox
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● ● ● Ӎσσɳ Ҫɣɔɭəʂ
☪ 17
● ● ● Ʉɳɗəя Ӎɣ Ҭɑɩɭ
☪ female
● ● ● Ƚəɑʂɧəɗ
☪ Renegade
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☪ Leala was born in the wild as a fox. And as such she is more intuned to her wild side than her human side, but she's been amongst the humans for long enough that she can pass for human well enough. Leala was driven from the wilds due to lack of food and water, she found herself in Evermore, and has grown to depend on the humans for her source of survival.
She is calm up to a point and has often thought of herself as one of the last of her kind. Then again, Arctic foxes are a rather recluse species, so she may be wrong about that. She has heard tell of the wolves, rumored still to be extinct, starting a search for what she sees as the impossible. But, always up for an adventure, Leala goes in search of the wolves to see if she can help them in their search for this Paradise of theirs, and on her way she may just be searching for others of her kind as well.
