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                                                    ► ► ► ► ► xxxxxxxxxxx Sedna Jasmine Celimen
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                                                    IceCream Truck, The Sed, Sed, Jaz (rarely used)

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                                                    Female

                                                    Age
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                                                    Twenty-Five


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                                                    Mmmm, me? Oh, you took interest in me. That's real nice~...Anyways! I like to think am a cool and collective person. I would have to say I'm so cool-headed that it even bothers people. There is very little that surprises me or makes me panic in any sort of way. That trait also makes me not react to think correctly...If that makes any sense. I suppose my commication skills are not that great when it comes to casual conversation at times. I might be too serious at the worst times. Sometimes, for example, I don't even realize that a person said a joke and I often laugh at jokes that no one would laugh at...

                                                    Well, I think I am pretty friendly person. I may not express much emotion but that does not mean I do not have any. Hey, I joke around daily, but there is ususally sarcastic or really blunt. Well, that is what I have been told. I suppose that is the reason I do not get along with a lot of people when it comes to dealing with them outside of business.

                                                    I'm telling you know that I usually surprise a lot of people. When they look at me, they expect a super serious, uptight and high strung person. Well, I am a super serious, laid-back and awkward person. I do not find those traits at all bad. In fact, they might not seem to match but that is who I am. I do not express much emotion but that does not mean I do not have my own fun. I suppose I am like lazy inwardly happy cat. And yes, I can be lazy and a little disorganized, but I know my own clutter. Now when it comes to a important job, I know I can not slack off and I do not like putting my duties in other people's hands. I just sometimes tend to work slower than most and other times I work fast. It really all depends on the job. Usually when I turn in my job it is always clean cut and everything is considered. I like it when my work goes through ever possible angle.

                                                    A lot of people call me strange. A lot of people call me mysterious. A lot of people call me scary. I accept all those comments. I've said and done things deemed as strange like breaking into song suddenly. I also do not reveal too much about my personal life. And finally, I guess I can be scary? I do not really understand that scary one. I mean I know I be very indifferent and cold when I get mad but a person really has hit a nerve. I am pretty patient person and I can deal with an insult to my face. I do not scare easy. If I did get scared, I do not dare show it. If someone challenges me, I can be a stubborn and determined to meet their challenge, but that is about it.

                                                    Don't worry, I'm sure we will get along.


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                                                    My body? Shouldn't you be looking at something else?...Fine, I'll explain. Let me see, I will start with my hair. Actually, I do dye my hair. It is naturally black but I like the pale blue that matches with my pale blue eyes. Sometimes I dye the times of my hair a with a dark shade of blue but that is if I feel like it. Who is my stylist? That is really a secret~. No, I'm kidding. I can give you the information but you'll have to make an appointment. The person that does my hair is always high in demand but they do good work, right?

                                                    I do have pale qualities. I have pale skin and pale eyes. They may seem creepy or pretty to some people but I will admit that they are sometimes a hassel. I do not do well under the sun. I have to wear sunblock or I'll turn into a lobster and shed like snake. I do wear sunglasses during the day to protect my eyes since they are pale. Luckily, I do take care of myself well enough that I do not have serious eye problems. My doctor has warned me to wary of skin cancer.

                                                    My height is 5'6" and my weight is 127 lbs. I like to say I am fit and I do my best to keep healthy because I do take in a lot of sweets. I usually wear what makes me comfortable. I am not afraid of showing off a little and other times I can be more modest. My clothing is not always dark but I do wear dark pieces as it does bring out my pale traits. I do not always wear high heels. Sometimes two inches and rarely three. I do try to look suitable for my job.


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                                                    "[Insert random song lyric that can relate to the situation.]"
                                                    "...I want a cool yummy treat."
                                                    "That is a secret...No, I'm kidding."


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                                                    Starlight - Muse

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                                                    It is not often that I bring some cool treats to work. I especially have a deep love for icecream sandwiches. I am willing to share if anyone wants some. Sometimes I give some away to children. I guess that is how I got that nickname...


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This Information Is Kind Of Important...
              I was born on May 21. My parents named me Zaahir Ezekiel Yoel. I prefer to be called Zaahir. It has been Twenty-Eight years since I was born. This means that this is my fourth year teaching. I'm proud to say I'm Spanish and come from a long line of Fallen Seraphim. You want to look in my pants or will you believe that I am a man. But my gender doesn't determine my sexuality, I'm a proud Heterosexual.

Can't Touch This...
              There's 6'1" and 145 of me to love. My black hair is all natural believe it or not. I've been told that people with red eyes know how to capture hearts.

Let's Get To Know Each Other...
              I'm this kind of person:
              DeceitfulxxxxxxSuavexxxxxxCalculatingxxxxxxConfident
              These things make me happy:
              RainxxxxxxBirdsxxxxxxCalligraphyxxxxxxHoney Hard candy
              Don't get on my bad side:
              Smoke SmellxxxxxxButterfliesxxxxxxSicknessxxxxxxRoses
              No one is perfect:
              ImmobilityxxxxxxIndifference from loved onesxxxxxxLack of control
              I'm here because of my gifts:
              SpiritxxxxxxFlightxxxxxxPower Negation
              Such a busy school year:
              German / French / Spanish xxx

Here Is My Story...
              “Born of a feather and blood of his brother…” was what they told him as a child and called him by the name of Ezekiel. Unlike most children of this earth, he was not raised by an intermediate family. He was raised by a dozen of his own race in his clan. He was born of to be one day head of his clan and those around him worked hard to make sure he fulfilled that requirement. Ezekiel accepted this fate as that is wall he would hear and all he was expected to achieve. He was a well-educated child and perhaps a little lonely. As a child, he was expected to do the best or face shame. The young fallen seraphim had faced the indifference a few times but always worked to never face such a treatment ever again. He grew up early and followed the laws of the clan like no other. He trained with his powers. He blossomed further to become a great leader that the clan wanted. The future of this clan felt safe. Unfortunately, that would not be so.

              His clan had an enemy of the same race, but different laws. While his clans hoped to once be forgiven and rejoin their brethren that they have fallen from, the enemy was disgusted by the idea. Their clan enemy had done unforgivable things. They fallen into the depths of sin and were overwhelm by their free will. They say that they wanted freedom but they were willing to spill indiscriminate blood for it. The Yoel clan detested this opposing clan and Ezekiel reflected that hate. Reaching in his teen years, he was already seen a quite the fighter and protector of the clan. There were many times that he faced the enemy and not once had he fallen until he meet him. He was the complete opposite to Ezekiel in regard to looks and properly in personality as well. He was tall and lean with golden wavy locks only held by a single band. As Ezekiel lay there bleeding, the man looked down him with such a strange emotion. The fellow fallen seraphim looked at him with sorrow despite Ezekiel’s hateful gaze. The man then called him by a foreign name: Zaahir. Ezekiel then watch as the man pulled out a dagger of intricate design and stabbed his heart; a flood of memories that were not his flooded over his body when he fell into unconsciousness.

              Ezekiel woke up with no wound to his chest and was founded by his fellow clan members. Ezekiel was in a daze. The next two weeks, he kept to himself in a room. He ordered no one in unless it was important. Ezekiel wrote things on the walls. He did not bathe or eat. If anyone tried to force him, his powers would active to weaken them. That is when the clan feared that his spirit was fully awaken was overwhelming him. After the two weeks ended, Ezekiel left the clan for about. When he came back he took the lead of head of the clan. Another year passed it seemed that the clan was collapsing. Heads of family were fighting among themselves and Ezekiel did nothing to stop it. In fact, there were rumors that Ezekiel was provoking it. Then one night, the whole clan was slaughtered. The only one left was a bleeding Ezekiel with him standing before him. Ezekiel smirked with blood falling from his lips and said, “I loved her even if it was a sin.” He reached out his hand and Ezekiel took it. Ezekiel lived and took on his real name: Zaahir. Zaahir traveled for years and found Calltun. He was accepted as a teacher which is still controversial today because of his troubling past.

This Interview Is Coming To An End...
              Oh! I forgot:
              His favorite umbrella has a hidden blade in it.
              He suffers from tremors as an side effect from use of his powers.
              He has lost his sanity more than once, careful.


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                                                  -Inspired by Liar Game and Battle Royale



              PLOT TWO


                                                                                          ENTITIES


                                                  The Sun vs. the Moon. Light vs Dark. Good vs Evil. In reality, they were just looking at a black and white picture when war sprung amoung them. The truth was too many died in the name of their race and pride. Races who strived during the day and races who strived during the night clashed. Twilight of the day would be the time when blood was most spilled to the gallons. The grudges would just leave dead bodies and it seemed like a never ending cycle. People grew tired and hopeless until two appeared before the people. Many said they were sent by the gods. Other have said that they were the Sun god and the Moon goddess. They were too many disagreements about where they came from and who they were, but all can agree they that it was them who stopped the endless war. What they could not stop was the hate.

                                                  The Sun god and Moon goddess made a competition among the races. Each race would send in one representative. The competition would be in another planet and their representative would be cursed during the time of day in which their powers are at their pinnacle. Only at Twilight will both sides be freed from the curse.

                                                  The planet that was chosen was Earth since it was habitable and no true society lived among it. Humans have not yet existed at the time. The games were done on this plant when the gods announced it. This was done through the sign of an eclipse. That would be the signal tell the races to prepare for the competition in a 50 years. During those 50 years, each race must choose and send their representative to Earth. Then from there they would be on their own.

                                                  More than thousands years pass and countless of competitions were done but humans began to inhabit the earth. This made the competition difficult and the game changed. Humans were now a part of this game. There were several human chosen by the gods and items that the human owned that were blessed. These blessed items were called entities. The humans had to be a part of the game and would help guide the representatives of the races blend in the every changing human culture. The representatives were act as guardians to these humans since only the human could make an entity work. The humans chose a side: light or dark. They had no choice to leave the game and some felt it was their duty to make sure the game ended for it often brought chaos to their world. Then there was also the guide, the human representative that would enforce the rules and guide both guardians and humans.

                                                  It is 2012. The game is able to begin.

                                                  Races : Number? Not sure. What kind of races? Well, I would be letting you choose. You can be an elf, fairy, werewolf, etc. However, you can have your own twist to the race. Remember these races will live a different world where there are NO HUMANS. So not expect me to accept your vampire that drinks human blood. YES, I am letting you make your own race! YAY! In fact, I encourage this! Of course, I'll be make sure you are not all and mightly (but you might need to be a little with the stuff I will throw at you). I need to work out my limits.
                                                  Humans : Number? I am not sure yet. Humans with interesting powers. NO! Humans that are realistic and...I do not know...HUMAN! Yes, damn it. Bring reality to your characters. They are humans, god damn it. They have their own lives and what not. Of course, I will put an age limit from 18-35. Yeah, we need strong able humans in this rp. Forty might be pushing it, but I do not know. Someone convince to go me older?
                                                  Entities : These will be mundane normal items. That is right. No swords or cool light sabes. Yup, you get a freaking awesome bottle cap, key, toothpick, a match box and etc. No, I will not be using cell phones or any techology type of entities, because that isn't interesting. I mean I think it is kind of cool to have a spoon that can kick as. Warning: Some of these items will do odd ablities that are useless, but when combined together with another objects, they do cool things. 8D Also every human player will start with an entity that is their own and that they can only use. They can not trade this entities. However, I will be making LOTS of entities that anyone can grab throughout the game. Will Iet you make up your own entities that your humans will use? No, not really. I am open to ideas, however. If I like it, I'll put it out there.
                                                  Competition : Yeah, I like the ideas of games. SUE ME?! DX This game will be crazy like I will throw tasks and monsters at you. I need help in making restrictions. I have thought of making a human be able to put a invisible shield over an area when a big fight is about to happen with the use of their entities. I am not sure yet. I was thiking of giving the races a device for this purpose. I was also thinking of letting the Guide to this. Anyways, I will make the games different. You can give me ideas. GIVE ME IDEAS.
                                                  The Guide: I will be playing the guide. No one else. He isn't really an NPC. He isn't really meant to be, but he will not choose sides. He is not suppose to. He is the boss of the game and I am the boss of this rp. We fit together. 83
                                                  That is it?: Actually, I am going to throw a wrench at you in this rp. You see. There is going to be a number of humans for this competition but some thing goes wrong. If fact, I imagine two of three humans were killed prior to the start of the game. (These will be character made up by me.) But I still need to figure out the kinks of it.

                                                  -Inspired by The Lost Room


                                                  Other all, I'm letting you guys help me with this idea. If no one is interested, I won't do it and I'll keep the idea to myself. I don't want to go through all the trouble of making this rp if no one is interested. There is a lot of work to this rp and there has to be people willing to play and help produce ideas. If not, I'm keeping it to myself. I really am open to suggestions. Thankies for your time in reading this.
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                    " aries " | sophia alamilla | 25 | female | reserved by SoulDiamond

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                    SOPHIAALAMILLA | ` aries
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                                                              THE | B A S I C S

                                                                      NAME | Sophia Alamilla
                                                                      NICKNAMES | Mostly just Sophia, sometimes Fia, and DJ Ala
                                                                      AGE | Twenty-Five
                                                                      DATE OF BIRTH | April 6th
                                                                      GENDER | Female
                                                                      SEXUALITY | Heterosexual
                                                                      HOME COUNTRY | Mexico, moved to the states at a young age and then would visit relatives on vacation

                                                              THE | R E F L E C T I O N

                                                                      HEIGHT | 5' 8"
                                                                      WEIGHT | 131
                                                                      APPEARANCE | Dark brown hair, eyes and tan skin make up Sophia. She has a mole next to her right eye. She is a curvacious figure, but it mostly wide at the hips. She is shapely but she is also fit. She has muscle from all the dancing and work-outs she does for dancing. She is not afraid to show off her body, especially when she wants freedom for moment. She mostly wear natural makeup and it is not odd to see her with jewerly.

                                                              THE | P E R S O N

                                                                      JOB | Aspiring Professional Dancer, part time dance instructor and choreographer (often volunteers), and part time DJ Ala.
                                                                      LIKES | Dancing, jewerly, music, pomegranates, mango with lime and chile, swimming, roller-skating, and shrimp cocktails
                                                                      DISLIKES | strong perfume/cologne, wet socks, stupid rules, sickness, coldness, and papercuts
                                                                      FEARS | failure, dreams are futile, inability to dance, and snakes
                                                                      ASPIRATIONS | A dream to dance with pure freedom and passion, never fearing that anything will get in the way of expression.

                                                                      PERSONALITY | Sophia is an independent and confident young woman. She is not the type to let people do things for her and will always take charge of situation if needed. She is not afraid of leadership and takes hold of it if she needs to. If things are put in her hands to take charge, she will work her hardest to do her best. She does not take responsibility lightly and upholds what she decides to take task of. Sophia can be a bit bossy in this aspect and she can be dominating. She will pursue her goal till the end and will go out her way to achieve things for her own personal gain. She feels if she wants something then she will have to work and push hard for it, because no one is going to give to her. However, this makes her more self-centered and temperamental. This also makes it hard for people to get close to Sophia since she is so self-reliant.

                                                                      She is energetic, fearless and sharp. She is known to have quite the energy and is never afraid to meet any challenges. She likes to beat any challenged in her way, hating to lose. She is a hard worker and will do her best to prove someone wrong if they say that she cannot do something. This also makes her a bit rebellious especially to orders she does not like or feels are not fair. She can be relentless when it comes to orders that she does not like. She can also have quite the slick tongue especially for a laugh or just to make someone uncomfortable. She can even be a bit foolish by going head first into things. She rushes into things, especially if she is feels the need to protect or is just impatient.

                                                                      When it comes to getting to know others, Sophia is quite distant. She may express herself and be passionate in the things she does, but she does not do the same when it comes to the people around her. She tends to put her feeling aside in her effort to make it to the top. She has pushed people down before to get on top, because that is the harshness and reality of the world. She also will hide her own feelings, because she sees it as a sign of her weakness. She does not want to be pitied nor does she want to regret that things she has done. However, when does develop a solid, trusting and close relationship, she is extremely loyal and protective.


                                                                      BIOGRAPHY | It was a bright and early morning when Sophia’s mother was able to see her. Happily, the woman took the baby in her arms as she looked at her brother would be soon called Uncle as the years passed. They waited until they finally came home so that he could get the chance to hold tiny Sophia. With no surprise on their face, they watched the child took on a horrendous form. However, Sophia’s Uncle would not be the first male to see such a sight. The door of Sophia’s mother small home opened to reveal her lover. Upon seeing the child, he let out a scream in his half drunken state, “Bruja! Yo lo sabía! Bruja!” He went off screaming to the whole village that a devil has been born in the village and that it would grow to be even more fearsome than the infamous chupacabra. Then Sophia’s mother quickly took Sophia in her arms almost in tears and looked at her brother. They knew what had to do be done, not caring if the village took the drunk man seriously or not. They had to leave the village and go back to their home where their home village tonight, early than they had planned. That night they both packed and left the village.

                                                                      Sophia managed to grown up the first four years of her life in village that was several hours trip away from the city of Guadalajara in Mexico. She lived modest home with her mother and her grandmother. Her Uncle would visit as often as he could, working in the city trying to uphold his business. Sophia lived a very comfortable. She was taught at an early age of her curse and how was it was important it was to keep it a secret. Looking at the mirror after holding her Uncle’s hand, she realized even at a young age that she different and maybe a bit scary. So when she played with other children, she was usually nicer to girls and meaner to the boys. Though it did get her in trouble like the time she threw mug a young boy would was going to reach out to take out a toy from her hand. Soon, she was quickly becoming either bullied or became the bully. Of course, she had to learn to be civil at times since her Uncle did not tolerate her hitting other children even if she did it as a way of self-defense. Other than that, Sophia lived a comfortable life with simple pleasures. She would help her mother and grandmother around the house or play. Sophia especially loved to dance whenever the radio was on. She was a happy child with occasional troubles.

                                                                      Nearing her fifth birthday, Sophia’s Uncle was offered a business opportunity in the states. It was a huge step ahead for the Alamillas. Her Uncle, of course, took the offer and took his sister and Sophia. It was all exciting for Sophia and it all seemed good. The deal when off well and the Uncle decided to stay in the states. Before they knew it, they were taking permanent residence. Sophia went to an all-girls school and was put in all girls dancing class. Sophia mother decided to take up classes on low-grade nurse. They lived comfortably for the next five years until Sophia’s Uncle was told by his doctor that he had a malignant tumor in his brain. He had an operation and the tumor was taken out but another had sprung up and it was spreading. Sophia would watch her beloved uncle grow weaker and weaker. When he took his final breathe, Sophia’s spirit was broken and so was her life.

                                                                      The business crumpled without Sophia’s uncle and Sophia’s mother say no real future back in their home countery. Sophia's mother was able to get an apartment. With the money left to them by Sophia’s Uncle, they were able to buy a small house in lower class community. Sophia was pulled away from her all girl school to a public co-ed school. This is where the real fight began, literally. Sophia became a bully in order to protect herself. She established her imagine so that on one would have any idea of touching her. It did not matter if they were male or female. They were to back off she was going to walk down the hallway to her class. Sophia let no one get in her way and no one do her work. She gained her own little group that she let follow her. In fights, she was careful and she had no fear in playing dirty. Instead of becoming part of the bad crowd, Sophia created her own.

                                                                      Years passed and Sophia’s futures only seem to grow darker and lonelier. Sophia may have been surrounded by her groupies but she never got closer to them. That all change at the end of her high school junior year. She met a young man on the ground on the gym floor that had fallen out his wheel chair. She helped him up a bit roughly and without touching him. He laughed at himself answered the question that was on her mind of why he was on the ground. He answered with a wide smirk that he had seen her dancing alone in the gym alone. A strange friendship began to form and slowly Sophia's love for dancing came back to life.

                                                                      Slowly, Sophia began to change and showing her true self to her wheel chair bounded friend. She found her passion again and that was all she need. Slowly, she was drifting away from her usual groupies to spend more and more time with the one person she grew a special bond. The problem was she was slowly falling for him. Trouble happened and Sophia parted from her friend in order to keep him safe. However, at the end of senior year she met with her friend once last time. They vowed to fulfill their dreams but the love between them was never spoken once.

                                                                      Sophia worked her hardest to try to fulfill her dream. She went to every possible dance class that she could enter without risk of curse being revealed. If she ever got the chance, she beat herself to the bone to do more than the best. She worked part-time jobs to help pay the rent and classes. She do everything possible and started to DJ for clubs. Slowly and surely, Sophia worked to dance in the memory of her uncle and to honor the promise of her first love. Slowly her works were being seen and often she help with dance routines and her DJ name was becoming more known. She was working her way and soon she was actually enjoying life. Sooner than she expected, another man entered her life but this one came with an interesting opportunity. She was part of a dance group and things were making their way. Until the young man, who asked her to join, was more than interested in her dancing skills.

                                                                      One night, she transformed in front of him in the studio. She hit him hard when he grabbed her from behind. She then quickly hid in the bathroom, thanking that no one else was round and managed to get home with little trouble. That is when she found discovered the strange proposal by her door step. She decided to take it without any second thoughts. She needed to get away fast.

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            Mostly just Sophia
            Reina de Hielo - "Ice Queen"
            Reina
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    PERPLEXING MUTATION



                        She stands five foot and eight inches with the weight of one hundred and thirty one pounds. Dark brown hair, large brown eyes and tan skin make up Sophia. She also has a mole next to her right eye. It all very much natural expect for the make-up she puts on her face and mascara on her eyes. She does have a curvaceous figure, but it mostly wide at the hips. She is shapely, but she is also fit. She has muscle from all the dancing and work-outs she does for dancing. Her legs are especially the strongest part of her body. She has a nimble and strong body so it would be wrong to underestimate her. She has no tattoos or definite scars to speak of. She takes care of herself better well.

                        She is not afraid to show off her body, especially when she wants freedom for moment. Her fashion style might not be the most professional or lady-like, but she dresses when it counts. Daily wear canjust "work-out" wear, but other times it can be considerably flashy. This is especially true when it comes to her jewerly. While she does have the normal one piercing on earlobe on her ear, she wears a large amount of jewerly. It isn't all expensive either as she is not the richest person in the world. Some real rings were often gifts to her. The one piece of jewerly she always wears is a necklace with a plain crucifix that belonged to her uncle.



    FICTITIOUS REPLICATION



                        Sophia is an independent and confident young woman. She is not the type to let people do things for her and will always take charge of any situation if needed. She is not afraid of leadership and takes hold of it if she needs to. If things are put in her hands for her to take charge of, she will work her hardest to do her best. She does not take responsibility lightly and upholds what she decides to take task of. Sophia can be a bit bossy in this aspect and she can be dominating. She will pursue her goal till the end and will go out her way to achieve things for her own personal gain. She believes if she wants something then she will have to work and push hard for it, because no one is going to give to her. However, this makes her self-centered and temperamental. This also makes it hard for people to get close to Sophia since she is so self-reliant.

                        She is energetic, fearless and sharp. She is known to have quite the energy and is never afraid to meet any challenges. She likes to beat any challenged in her way; hating to lose. She is a hard worker and will do her best to prove someone wrong if they say that she cannot do something. She can be rebellious, especially to orders she does not like or feels are not fair. She can be relentlessly rebellious when it comes to orders that she does not like. She can also have quite the slick tongue, especially for a laugh or just to make someone uncomfortable. She can even be a bit foolish by going head first into things. She rushes into things, especially if she feels the need to protect or is just impatient.

                        When it comes to getting to know others, Sophia is quite distant. She may express herself and be passionate in the things she does, but she is not very open when it comes to the people around her. She tends to put her feeling aside in her effort to make it to the top. She has pushed people down before to get on top, because that is the harshness and reality of the world she has been exposed to. She also will hide her own feelings, because she sees it as a sign of her weakness. She does not want to be pitied nor does she want to regret that things she has done. However, when she does develop a solid, trusting and close relationship, she is extremely loyal and protective.


    UNDENIABLE CONFESSION



                        It was a bright and early morning when Sophia’s mother was able to see her. Happily, the woman took the baby in her arms as she looked at her brother would be soon called Uncle as the years passed. They waited until they finally came home so that he could get the chance to hold tiny Sophia. With no surprise on their face, they watched the child took on a horrendous form. However, Sophia’s Uncle would not be the first male to see such a sight. The door of Sophia’s mother small home opened to reveal her lover. Upon seeing the child, he let out a scream in his half drunken state, “Bruja! Yo lo sabía! Bruja!” He went off screaming to the whole village that a devil has been born in the village and that it would grow to be even more fearsome than the infamous chupacabra. Then Sophia’s mother quickly took Sophia in her arms almost in tears and looked at her brother. They knew what had to do be done, not caring if the village took the drunk man seriously or not. They had to leave the village and go back to their home village tonight earlier than they had planned. That night they both packed and left the village.

                        Sophia managed to grown up the first four years of her life in her mother and Uncle's home village that was several hours trip away from the city of Guadalajara in Mexico. She lived in a modest home with her mother and her grandmother. Her Uncle would visit as often as he could, because he was working in the city trying to uphold his business. Sophia lived a very comfortable life. She was taught at an early age of her curse and how was it was important it was to keep it a secret. Looking at the mirror after holding her Uncle’s hand, she realized even at a young age that she was different and even a bit scary. So when she played with other children, she was usually nice to girls and mean to the boys. Though it did get her in trouble like the time she threw mud at a young boy would was going to grab her when they were playing a tag game. Soon, she was quickly becoming either bullied or becoming the bully. Of course, she had to learn to be civil at times since her Uncle did not tolerate her hitting other children even if she did it as a way of self-defense. Other than that, Sophia lived a comfortable life with simple pleasures. She would help her mother and grandmother around the house or play. Sophia especially loved to dance whenever the radio was on. She was a happy child with occasional troubles like any other normal child.

                        Nearing her fifth birthday, Sophia’s Uncle was offered a business opportunity in the states. It was a huge step ahead for the Alamillas. Her Uncle, of course, took the offer and took his sister and Sophia. The deal went off well and the Uncle decided to stay in the states. Before they knew it, they were taking permanent residence. Sophia went to an all-girls school and was put in all girls dancing class. Sophia mother decided to take up classes on low-grade nurse. They lived comfortably for the next five years until Sophia’s Uncle was told by his doctor that he had a malignant tumor in his brain. He had an operation and the tumor was taken out, but another had sprung up and it was spreading. Sophia would watch her beloved uncle grow weaker and weaker. When he took his final breathe, Sophia’s spirit was broken and her life followed suit.

                        The business crumpled without Sophia’s uncle and Sophia’s mother say no real future back in their home countery. Sophia's mother was able to get an apartment. With the money left to them by Sophia’s Uncle, they were able to buy a small house in lower class community. Sophia was pulled away from her all girl school to a public co-ed school. This is where the real fight began, literally. Sophia became a bully in order to protect herself. She established her imagine so that on one would have any idea of touching her. It did not matter if they were male or female. They were to back off she was going to walk down the hallway to her class. Sophia let no one get in her way and no one do her work. She gained her own little group that she let follow her. In fights, she was careful and she had no fear in playing dirty. Instead of becoming part of the bad crowd, Sophia created her own.

                        Years passed and Sophia’s futures only seem to grow darker and lonelier. Sophia may have been surrounded by her groupies but she never got closer to them. That all change at the end of her high school junior year. She met a young man on the ground on the gym floor that had fallen out his wheel chair. She helped him up a bit roughly and without touching him. He laughed at himself and answered the question that was on her mind of why he was on the ground. He then told her with a wide smirk that he had seen her dancing alone in the gym alone. A strange friendship began to form and slowly Sophia's love for dancing came back to life.

                        Slowly, Sophia began to change and showing her true self to her wheel chair bounded friend. She found her passion again and that was all she need. Slowly, she was drifting away from her usual groupies to spend more and more time with the one person she grew a special bond. The problem was she was slowly falling for him. However, trouble happened and Sophia parted from her friend in order to keep him safe. Then at the end of senior year she met with her friend once last time. They vowed to fulfill their dreams, but the love between them was never spoken once.

                        Sophia worked her hardest to try to fulfill her dream. She went to every possible dance class that she could enter without risk of curse being revealed. If she ever got the chance, she beat herself to the bone to do more than the best. She worked part-time jobs to help pay the rent and classes. She do everything possible and started to DJ for clubs. Slowly and surely, Sophia worked to dance in the memory of her uncle and to honor the promise of her first love. Slowly her works were being seen and often she help with dance routines. Her DJ name was also becoming more known. She was working her way up and soon she was actually enjoying life. Sooner than she expected, another man entered her life, but this one came with an interesting opportunity. She became part of his dance group. Things were going well until the young man, who asked her to join the dance group in the first place, was more than interested in her dancing skills.

                        One night, she transformed in front of him in the studio. She hit him hard when he hugged her from behind. She then quickly hid in the bathroom, thanking that no one else was around and managed to get home with little trouble. That is when she found discovered the strange proposal by her door step all in a letter. She decided to take the chance without any second thoughts. She needed to get away fast.



    EVERLASTING EXCITEMENT


                        Sophia's number one passion and love is dancing. Dancing is everything that she is and wants to become. Her foremost dream in life is to become a professional dancer, specifically in ballroom dancing. Sophia has and still practices all sorts of dance from the waltz to hip-hop dance. That is not the say that she is an expert in all dances, but she has experience in most. She likes all sorts of dances, but tends to favor the many latin ballroom dances. The problem with this dream is that is a bit far-fetched because of her curse. The close contact in dancing hinders her chances at her dream, but that is not to say she has given up. She has worked hard and does anything possible so that she can dance. Currently, she is a part time dance instructor and choreographer. She is often assists dance instructors and choreographers to help teach. Sophia often tries to get into dances and she has had lots of luck in choreography. She also works as a part time DJ Ala in clubs that accept her. Her fame is rising, but she does not considerate it anything really big. She started DJing for teens and then later young adults in clubs around where she lived and later got into more popular clubs. She has been a part of some raves. She is also part of a dance group, but currently she is running away from it after the whole incident with the leader of the dance group. She does have other dreams like getting rid of her curse and fulling the promise that she made long ago with her first love, but who knows if that will come true.

                        Sophia has more interests other than her love of dancing. Sophia loves all kinds music, which is obivious since she knows all forms of dance. She favorite type of music is guitar music, especially since the guitar is part of latin dance music. She find the guitar relaxing, especially after her daily excercise. As one can guess, Sophia likes to be active. Sophia likes to swim, roller-skate, jog and do some gymnastic excercises. She is not the type of person who can sit around and do nothing for too long. She likes to be out and about. She can't stay in her room for too long and loves to be outdoors. She also likes to spend her time on the beach. This is certainly true in her time in California. She excerised at the beach when she could. Then later at the beach, she would have her yummy shrimp cocktail and probably eat some fruit from the fruit vendors. In fact, she likes fruit especially mango and jicama with some chile and lime. She also likes pomegranates, despite how messy that fruit can get when eating it.

                        Her dislikes come out to a short list. Her first dislike is strong perfume or colognes. She can't stand them. This is probably due to her bus trips where someone was wearing a strong odor and it just filled up the place. As funny as it is, she can stand the stink of sweat, but not perfume or cologne. She often says that perfune stings her senses unlike the natural water vapor that exits the human body. Another thing that gets to her is wet socks. She finds it uncomfortable. She has nothing against rain unless her socks get wet. She also dislikes wet socks since often enough she has gotten sick because of them. There is another thing she dislikes: sickness. She hates the groggy feeling of being sick and how she cannot do anything or when people insist she needs their help. She is sick not immobile. She also does not take coldness well as she is used to hot and humid weather. Another thing that she cannot stand is people who disrespect and tell her what to do without a good reason. Lastly, the thing she finds the most annoying is papercuts.

                        Like any other person, Sophia has her fears. Sophia has a fear of failure. Sophia is a woman of action and promise. There is no such thing as failure for her. She does have her doubts and insecurities, but she does not like to think about them. Failure is one thing she can not accept as it is also a sign of weakness to her. To know that her dreams are out of reach is something she simply cannot accept and so she works hard to get pass that. The thought of not fullfilling her dreams is scary for her and most of the dreams deals with dancing. Dancing is everything to her and losing that is more than terrifying. She also fears that she may not be able to dance. The loss of her legs is a nightmare to her. It is not the thought of growing old and not being able to dance that scares her. It is not being able to dance now. She likes to believe that when she is old she would have already fullfilled her dreams. To lose her ability to dance now is something she is sure she would could not face easily. Sophia also has a fear of snakes. She won't show it and does her best to control her emotions, but she is scared of them if faced with one. That is only because she actually got bitten by a sea snake when she was young. Unforunately, it was poisonous. Forunately, the snake did not inject its venom. She was able to over her fear of going into the sea water, but snakes still scare her.


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    IDENTIFICATION

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                              Mai Von Borgan
                              Known as Borgan


                    occuPation
                              Head of Engineering/ Inventor


                    Gender
                              Female


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                              Thirty-Two



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    HISTORY, SKILLS, AND MEDICAL EVALUATION

                    History
                              July 4th, 2018 [Corrupt data] now known as Mai Von Borgan was born. Raised in a small extended family, consisting of parents and grandfather, Ms. Von Borgan lived a regular life of a middle class citizen. The addition of [Corrupt data], her younger brother, only brought a more family closeness. Both of Borgan’s parents were both working aboard and so it was their grandfather, Professor Vess, was granted guardianship over both children while they were away. From accounts from other and school reports, both children did well under their grandfather’s parenting. Borgan excelled in her studies and her brother excelled in sports. Of course, they held their strengths and weaknesses. Borgan social skills lacked and did not do well in interacting with other students. Teachers would notice that Borgan would not do well in group activities while her brother did better. Her brother was no straight “A” student either and often was looking over by his sister to do well. They both excelled in their own way through school life.

                              Activities in the house during childhood were unknown. Neighbors can recall hearing metal like noises in the garage. Many assumed there was something being built as some neighbors recall seeing the care pulled in with hardware tools. Many credit card receipts show payments to the hardware store about four miles away from the home. To outsiders the family seemed normal other than the parents’ long trips and the noise from the garage, but the family did little to annoy the quiet community. Often during the summer, the children would go with their grandfather to go fishing. There be some long trips taken and Professor Vess’s credit card would show many payments to hotels and attractions. There were many trips to shooting ranges of sorts and shows. There were times where camping trips brought and probably used in times where hotel payments lacked. The children would come home from an eventful vacations and sorts.

                              On June 1st, 2036, Professor Vess and Borgan's younger brother were reported missing. The police on the job were called in by Borgan a few hours after arriving home from highschool



                    SKills
                              Field of Study/Skills:
                              - Mechanic
                              - Inventions:
                              - Weapon Operations

                              Previously done or future tests:
                              Invented and Built the Pokeball

                              Credentials: (PH.D, M.D.)




    CURRENT EQUIPMENT, WEAPONS, AND LOCATION


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    AUTHORIZATION CODE
    SoulDiamond
    The Show Can't Go on Without You
    The Siege of Kirin

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    Amice Matiron & Lorcc
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    Healer of Themron


    Nickname: Amice & Lorcc
    Aliases: Titanic Trouble, The Devil's Whisperer and Her Beast, The Sky's Pandemic, and Gold & Silver
    Gender: Amice - female/Lorcc - Male
    Preference: Heterosexual
    Age: Amice looks to be in her twenties but is actually Sixty-Sixty years old/ Lorocc is at his 123th year.
    Race: Forest Elf/Mountain Dragon
    Alignment: Themselves Themron
    Hailing Country: Thermon
    Occupation: Healer, Herbalist and Dragon Rider
    Weapons: None
    Accessories:
        ♦ Jewerly, really. Amice always wears gold hoop earring given to her by her grandmother before she left her village.
        ♦ When out in battle, she wear arms and shin gaunlets plus some actual shoes. It is very common to see her bare footed until she is forced to wear sandals.

    Strengths:
        ♦ Healing Magic: Amice has great energy control. She is able to delicate work with great control and concentration. She is very good in healing large wounds and simple wounds are easy enough for her.
        ♦ Amice is quick on her feet and agile. She is one to get to the patients as quick as possible.
        ♦ Lorcc breathes no fire. He breathes out a very thick mist. In this mist, that he produces he can actually camouflage himself in. He is also a silent flyer.
        ♦ In battle, Lorcc is known for his strength. He made a hardy gust of wind with his wings. His tail is something to dread. He only aims to bite people when they are close in enough in his range.

    Weaknesses:
        ♦ Amice lacks strength and weapons skills. She is not a fighter. She is a healer. She will run if she has to. Lorcc is her only protection.
        ♦ Lorcc is not very fast on ground as he is in the sky. He can be predictable and his scales can only resist so much damage before he wears down.
        ♦ If Lorcc dies, Amice dies. If Amice dies, Lorcc dies. That is their pact. They are one.
        ♦ Amice has great energy control, but that energy can run out. Once it runs out, Amice needs to rest or she'll pass out.

    Likes:
        ♦ Gems, Jewels, jewerly, or anything shiny
        ♦ Flying
        ♦ A meaty meal
        ♦ Misty Days

    Dislikes:
        ♦ Vegetarian meals
        ♦ Thieves
        ♦ Not getting paid
        ♦ Hot Humid Days

    Personality: Upon first meeting Amice, (other than staring at the fact that she has a huge dragon at her side) a person might believe Amice has a brain the size of an acorn. Amice does not seem very bright or witty. She does not seem to think at all. It is not the fact that she is clumsy or she does stupid things, but she just so random. Her thoughts go from one thing to another. She also seems to like things that no one else in the world would like. She values many of the simple things in life and likes the quality things for their simple features, not their complex ones. Amice is an out-going and very spirited person to many. Sometimes she seems to hold so much energy that people do not handle it well.

    Beware, Amice may be playful and friendly, but she also can be quite vicious and mischievous. Amice is a possessive and selfish person. Amice likes her things to be her things only and does not trust others to handle them with care. She does not trust anyone easily and bonding with others is challenge for her. She is even possessive about her own personal details. She does not like to share her secrets, past and even her own thoughts on a matter unless she feels she has to. She is selfish in that she only cares for her well-being. This is contradictory when it comes to her job description but she feels if she heals someone then they will return the favor in some way. There is no such thing as free service. Amice also does not let people get attach to her easily. Lorcc is the only one who gets excluded from all this. Lorcc seems to be the only one she seems to truly trust.

    Lorcc is forever a loyal and caring towards Amice. He is also as possessive over her as she is with him. However, he is a bit different when it comes to some things. Lorcc is a proud dragon. He will not be lowered to the standards of being a pet. Amice never once treats him that way as they are one, not master and pet. Lorcc will do things on his own if he so pleases and Amice is to respect that. Respect is something the dragon values the most. He is smarter than he looks and quite vigilant.


    History:
    Pushing the bowl with translucent red tinted liquid into the baby’s mouth, the mother and grandmother watched in awe as the baby’s stirred and started to cry. Once the baby’s eyes opened, they realized the price that was made to safe the baby’s life from the deathly disease. The baby was passed into the father's arms who looked upon the child with much happiness. The child would live and bring the family much joy and fortune. The promise of happiness was enough to endure the price that had to be paid later on in life. Amice Maitron lived and that was all that mattered to the Maitron family.

    Amice grew up in a normal childhood. Her mother was weaker from her birth, but she was always around and gave Amice much love. Her mother and grandmother were healers in the village that used both magic and herbs. Her father was carpenter. Amice grew to know both trades. She mostly went with her grandmother to pick out herbs in the forest and learned the secrets where to find the rarest of herbs. Amice was quite close to her family and behaved well like any child. Trouble only began when Amice started to enter school. Amice always had trouble with other children and other adults seem to disapprove of her as well since she had a mischievous side to her. They never spoke why, but Amice’s mother told her to worry a little about it. The looks would go away and soon Amice found her own group of friends that decided to take her in. Children are children and love to have fun. Amice grew relatively normal especially with the guidance and love from her family.

    As she grew older, Amice began to learn more and more about magic. Her mother solely taught her healing magic while her grandmother tried to expand the girl’s magic range. The girl seemed capable since she seemed to have a grand handling with the healing. Despite all the grandmother’s efforts, Amice never could get the basic elemental magic spells. They either sprouted nothing or exploded into a grand disaster. They stopped all at once when Amice almost began a forest fire which erupted into a riot from the others in the village. Her grandmother began to pull Amice along with just healing magic and savaging for herbs. Her mother would take her to secret ponds and springs hidden in caves near the misty mountains. Amice’s grandmother would warn her never to travel to far up in the mountain’s path as it was dangerous for the mist was stronger on its way up. Amice followed the advice of her grandmother.

    Nearly reaching womanhood, Amice began to help her family in the healing business. An extra hand was needed when Amice’s mother weak state began to get the best of her. She began to do errands on her own and would go to the secrets spots for medicine. One day traveling up to get to a spring in a cave, Amice began to collect the special herb that she needed by the spring when she noticed she not alone. In the reflection of the water, she could see a dark creature with red eyes. She turned around but was pushed into the spring. She managed to swim her way and climb out quickly. Before she could muster the courage to look up, she felt something heavy hit her and fell against the rock, seeing the creature’s face with those red eyes. The next thing she would see was her family's relieved faces. She touched her head and winced. Her grandmother found her unconscious and bleeding from her head. Amice began to explain what happened, but her mother quickly silenced her when she mentioned the creature. That was the end of that.

    Two years passed and Amice’s mother was acting strangely. Her mother strength was back suddenly, but she was always anxious and nervous. She would not let Amice out of her sight in fear of something. Amice had her suspicious, but did her best to please her mother. Amice would often try to get answers from her grandmother but no avail. Amice decided to venture back into the cave one day. She would find nothing, but kept going day after day. She would sneak behind her grandmother’s back to see if she could find anything that could give her a clue. Finally, she found something hidden within her grandmother’s belongings. It was a strange long thin almost leathery kind of rock. Amice kept it with her and kept on her little secret escapades to the cave in the mountains.

    In one visit, Amice finally had her wish. She saw the glowing red eyes again in the dark. This time she stood still as she stared it down in the dark with her own red eyes. They stared for a long time when finally in frustration Amice yelled for it to come out. She got that wish too. Her eyes meet with the dragon face to face. Wide eyes, Amice stared at the great beast. Then suddenly it snapped at her which made her fall back. She turned around and ran, wishing for once she was so damn brave. Amice ran farther into the cave for who knows how long and she swore the creature thought this as a game. Then her luck really ran out as the creature took a bite of her leg when she fell. Amice was stunned and let out a scream after a whole minute of silence. However, she did not realize that her left was let go of already until she felt something slimly cover her injured leg. She looked back with tears in her eyes as the dragon began to lick the damage it did on her. She watched it confused. She tried to move and healed her leg, realizing the teeth did not even sink so deep. With more curiosity than fear, she reached up to the creature. This was the beginning of Amice and Lorcc’s bond.

    After that, Amice would continue to meet Lorcc again and again. The bond was not easy feat. Amice began to learn that Lorcc was a dragon and the scale she found in her grandmother’s belonging looked like his. She did not understand the connection, but she was willing to find out. Through her time, she began to expand on her healing magic and her bond with Lorcc that she realized that Lorcc was still a young dragon. However, she did not understand why she got along with him so well. She had read that dragons like him were aggressive towards those not their race. Sadly, she could not really ask anyone in fear of the worst possible things that might happen. She growing attached to Lorcc as the thought of sharing his existence was not something she wanted to share.

    However, their bond would not be a secret for so long. Her father had found Amice feeding some meat to Lorcc. Being able to calm Lorcc down, Amice explained herself to her father. Her father became dishearten at the news and explain to Amice when she was ill as a child her mother did a forbidden act. Her mother walked up far into the caves one night and made a pact with a dragon to save her life. The dragon gave an egg to her mother. The yoke of the egg would be a part of healing elixir with the price that the child would be tainted with dragon traits. The red eyes and Amice great control of her magic is due to the dragon. This was probably the reason Lorcc did not attack as it believe she is a sibling. The price that her mother had to pay is when Amice became into a well grown maiden; Amice would become a meal for the dragon who sacrificed its egg. Her blood would be a life extending potion for the dragon. Then her father demanded to never tell her mother and to stay away from this cave. Amice was left speechless.

    The cave was blocked and Amice was left broken hearted. She began to slack on her healing studies and began to cause trouble for the village with her little pranks. A few years passed and Amice finally found another way into the mountain caves. She decided to find her way into the cave. She did not waste time and made her way up. It was not before long she met the red eyes of a dragon who she met long ago. He had grown into a great dragon. She slept with Lorcc that night and was awaken by her grandmother and father. After calming Lorcc down, her father explained that her mother went looking for her. Her father then went ahead and told her to stick with her grandmother.

    Her grandmother had an idea.

    Using Lorcc to guide them, Amice and her grandmother went up further the mountain. However, it was too late. Her mother was killed by the dragon she made the deal with. Her father was wounded. The one dragon who did the damage stood tall and proud as the others only watched. The dragon caught sight of Amice and went forward to attack until Lorcc went to defend. In the dragons’ red eyes, it was easy to see that the pact was done. Amice and Lorcc were one. Their hearts were once. Amice's grandmother help them make a pact in her effort to keep her grandchild alive. This enraged the drgaon and a large battle happened in the mountain. After the battle, Amice and Lorcc were victorious and left the village that very day.

    Amice and Lorcc reputation grew as she traveled the kingdom of Themron. Amice healing abilities were known throughout the land and her fierce beast as well. The elf and the dragon were a strange duo to many as the elf was no warrior. However, many liked her service as it was quick. Amice would learn through her travels of more herbs and spells. Amice also became a lover of gems and jewels, this was an attribute from her dragon qualities she gain as Lorcc like shiny things too. Time passed before she met the king of Themron. She only agreed to be at his service for his promise of good payment and shelter for her and Lorcc.


    Other: The pact that they hold involve their heart and soul. Amice holds a piece of a Lorcc's heart and soul. Lorcc holds a piece of Amice's heart and soul. The pact is reversable, but one of them has to die.

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