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[Mix Rux]

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All fled, all done, so lift me on the pyre:xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Claire closed her eyes for a few moments, as though musing silently about what Oford just said. "I'm one to keep my promises dearie," she replied to the boy-then-man, tipping her witch's hat towards him. "Oh . . . and take good care of your lover. The last thing I want is another romantic tragedy," she added dryly. She turned to Ian, knowing that he wasn't going to leave . . . not that it bothered Claire much. Despite how rude she was, he was willing to stick around. That had made him at least somewhat of a . . . decent acquaintance at the current time. Hearing what he said next to Oford was enough to startle her, adding a deeper color of green on her cheeks. "Really?" she scoffed, holding her broomstick tightly in her hand as she walked closer to him as though to interrogate him. "Better keep your promise then Ian." She smirked somewhat, but there was no humor in her voice.

Stepping back, she turned to the sky. Like Ian said, there wasn't much time left . . . perhaps she needed her caravan again. Her broomstick carried only her and her alone--considering it seemed to be overly mischievous when it came to other people--and the caravan would carry her and Ian a lot faster than merely on foot. Putting her green fingers to her mouth, she made a loud, shrill whistle that traveled through the forest to the middle, where her wagon lay. Its wheels turned, and it quickly made its way through the trees and bushes, stopping in front of the group as though it were a dog called by its master.

"Might as well. It's not exactly spacious, but it's faster than any person on foot. And it knows its way around seemingly dense or mucky places," she said, mostly to herself than anyone. She turned to Ian, adding, "Good enough for you?"


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthe feast is over, the lamps expire.


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Miranda

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Slash Lance Blade

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Claire Conway

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The face behind the double mask: Mix Rux
The face behind the single mask: Johanna Garcia
The mask itself: Ashura
Age: Twenty-three
Character's age: Nineteen
Bio: Johanna is your relatively normal female woman. She works in a lab, where new gadgets and the like are formed. Things have become too normal for her taste however . . . and she decided it was best to get into some of the things that the younger kids are into.
Character's bio: (optional)
Sexuality: Bisexual
Gender: Female
Character's gender: Genderless (Neither male nor female)
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Fighting style: (Warrior, tanker, mage, archer, bomber, pyro, etc. I'm open to suggestions. Any style you can think of will be put up. No combos, unless a personal friend of mine, or relative.)
Race: Fire Demon (of Hindu religion)
Weaponry: A intricate, long range sword.
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He/She Hold the Reins.. Mix Rux
My Name is: Norman (Dart) Dahl
My Race is: Human (Leader's Right Hand Man)
I am Twenty-six years old.
I Act Like this: Very often . . . crude, rude, and loud. People's first impression of him is a man they would gladly see fail and get hurt. But often, they find themselves doubting what they originally think of him. Despite the fact he isn't polite and sweet, and he's rather perverted and weird, he thinks highly of people and will even go out of his way to make sure they're happy. He's just one, big enigma.
The past is behind me: He's had a pretty rowdy life. Childhood and his teenage years consisted of joining a gang and getting in loads of trouble. However, he was also fascinated with different lands, with exploring and the like. Miraculously he did well in school, despite his idiotic ways, and eventually became a professor at a prestigious university. Finally, he's been able to go to a new and amazing area as the leader's right hand man. Hopefully, nothing will go wrong.
I LOVE!:
☺Beer
☺Cigarettes
☺Flashy white clothing
☺Jungles, islands, and other exotic places
☺Exotic animals
☺Adventure novels
☺Comic books
☺Teaching
☺Having a good time (party!)
☺Interesting, kickass people
I Despise!:
☻People who nag too much
☻Having to do work
☻Being bored with nothing to do
☻Mosquitoes
☻Getting sick
☻Having to make the first move
This is me!:

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Ze Evil Invisibility Teacher of
Whispering Rock Psychic Summer Camp
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Erdely nodded her head. If he wanted Sasha, then he could have him. The bespectacled, Tiffany lamp hating, and fellow German would be the crazed man's if he so wished it.


What a delightfully mean little brain you have! Just what we want! Here, do me a favor. Tell me if this smells like... YOUR DOOM! Heh heh!
~ Dr. Loboto

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Marie Christopher Edwards

Who I am?

Nicknames: Bells & Page
I was born on a glorious summer day, twenty-one years ago
I have the blood of a werewolf & vampire hybrid
I come from Rosalia and am sadly a lady in waiting, hoping to be a knight
I love men mostly, but the occasional woman is nice. But truly, I end up avoiding both.


For all my screaming fans...

I wield a surprising ability to manipulate blood and bones. I can either mend or crack bones, and add or take away blood. I can also make them rip and spill from another's body, but it's awfully messy, so I choose not to do it often. I also carry a rapier with me, and can change into a full bodied wolf.

I am a rather confused gent. In fact, I'm not a man, but a woman. I do not feel in the least comfortable as a woman however, in fact I despised it. So my attitude is rather masculine: I'm kind and polite, but I refuse to show any weak willed emotion, and I've been known to snap in anger at anyone who is unfortunate enough to cause it. I'm also somewhat of a loner; I refuse to be around anyone for a long while, mostly because I do not feel comfortable around women and men alike. Instead I've learned to rely on myself, and I suppose I've grown rather stubborn and bullheaded about it. You can find me most peaceful in the woods, enjoying the company of the redwood and pine.

What happened to me? Well, I don't really remember much before my toddler years. I was raised by a normal human couple who owned a large estate. And those years of my youth, where I was a rambunctious child, I believed to that I was human. I was normal, and I would always be as such . . . a ginger haired tomboy who would become a knight. That would be my dream. But alas, dreams were not reality. One day, I happened across a murderer. He had killed a young woman in the streets. Everyone who was not petrified ran off, but I stood there, still and in shock. He happened forward, knife about to thrust into my underdeveloped chest. But, something happened. His bones, I heard, cracked in his body. He tumbled into himself, dead. It was me, I believed. It was me and I was a monster, one of those vampires or elves or . . . whatever. I ran off into the forest, and I never met my supposed parents again. I was reclusive for many years, until I changed my appearance. I cut my hair short, I forced my voice to be deeper, and I adopted the mannerisms of a man. I would become a knight, even though I was a werewolf (I found out later on, when I hit puberty during a full moon), and a vampire (due to the strange lust I had for blood). A few years though, through my training as a knight, I was found out. I thought I would be dead, but instead I was appointed instead as a lady in waiting, due to the fact I could successfully protect the princess and queen. Ever since the fact of what happened to the king of Rosalia, I have been hoping for a chance to show myself as more than a lady in waiting . . .

I like the smell of woodsmoke, the taste of warm blood, the full moon, the forest, books that are meant to teach, swimming shirtless in lakes, freshly cleaned clothing, training and fighting, hawks and wolves, and strong tasting food.

I dislike dresses and utter femininity, complete flirts, being belittled, elves (don't know why . . . ), being treated as a woman and men trying to protect me, gossip, and so called refined food of the kingdom.

I fear dying without ever fulfilling a dignified purpose in my life.

My puppeteer is called Mix Rux

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[Mix Rux]

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[Mix Rux]

Hey, the name's Tweek Tweak

and I'm eighteen years old.

I live with my dad, Richard.

I usually hang out with Craig, Token, and Clyde. But--Gah!--I used to hang out with Stan, Kyle, and Cartman as their fourth friend. Nowadays though, I feel like more of an outcast.

They have no idea that I'm actually GAY! I mean bi! I mean, aaagh! Way too much pressure!

They just know that I'm:

Ah, ah, lots of anxiety, and paranoia, and I'm jittery. I twitch a lot, and shake, and I--urgh!--freak out a lot whenever anyone gives me a task, and when people try to surprise me I'll freak. And, um, I can't be reasonable, there's too many stuff going around, and my mind can't take it, gah! I can be, uh, helpful sometimes though. I, guess it sometimes depends.

They also know that I love:

♥ Coffee
♥ Messing around and hanging out
♥ Coffee
♥ Craig's group
♥ Coffee
♥ Cough Syrup (I used to like it before, not so much now)
♥ Coffee
♥ Fatalism
♥ Did I mention coffee?!

and that I hate:

☻Underpants Gnomes
☻Cartman (he isn't really mean to me, but I still don't like him)
☻Being made fun of
☻My dad not listening to me. Gah!
☻Being forced to do stuff
☻Feeling like an outcast

You know what else....

Well, ah, I'm from South Park, where lots of weird stuff happen. Like the gnomes, the gnomes! My parents also owned a coffee shop, ah, they still do but now it's just my dad because of the aliens! Oh Jesus! They're going to abduct me and stick things in my butt and some giant satellite's going to come from it! But they only care about the girls now. Thank God, but I sorta miss Mom. I also used to only be by myself in elementary, but since Kenny died I was the fourth friend for Kyle, Stan, and Cartman. That Butters guy was nice . . . sorta sorry about pushing him out. But I fell into Craig's group instead, and Kenny came back to life.

Now in high school, I still haven't dealt with my anxiety, and I like coffee too much to get rid of it. I mostly just hang by myself anymore, since I think I'm just bugging Craig and the others anymore. And it's not like I can be with Kyle, Stan, and Cartman anymore, since they've got Kenny and Butters. Oh Jesus . . .

Also, I'll be played by Mix Rux

[Mix Rux]

Account name:

Mix Rux

Character name:

Randlen "Randy" Quoits

Race:

Human/Wraith (unknown to him)

Age:

Sixteen

Year in School:

2nd

School Club or Activity:

Book Club

Special Power:

The ability to use ghost like powers. Limited to passing through solid matter (walls) and invisibility, and if he uses it for too long he's relatively exhausted.

Short bio:

Randlen was actually raised by two women in his life, his aunt and her girlfriend in a small mountain town. He never remembered his mother and father, who died early on in a car accident, nor does he miss them. However, despite his normal family history, there was no information about his father. Even his aunt/guardian never heard of a man her sister was involved with. He never sought more information about it until he hit puberty. Then, he displayed strange powers, like a ghost's. For a few years he tried to keep this quiet, but when he was about to enter his first year in high school he received his letter to Wenbrook Academy. This would now be his second year, but he's still unused to the entire feel of the place.

Short description:

He's about 5' 7", not too tall. His red eyes are his most striking part of him. He constantly wears dark clothing, and wears a cross around his neck (a Catholic one). He's rather religious, but is very silent about the matter.

Room number:

202