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[list][list][list][size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｎａｍｅ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Full name goes here. If you want to include the name and its meaning, go ahead. ~[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｔｉｔｌｅ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Any nicknames or aliases?[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「[/color] [color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｇｅｎｄｅｒ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Gender goes here.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ａｇｅ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Age here.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Birthday, No need for a birth year.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Any sexual orientation is acceptable. Specify it here.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]List race here.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｈａｉｒ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Hair color here. If any, specify a particular design or style of hair.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｅｙｅｓ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Eye color. Specify if eye colors change during phases, if any.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｗｅｉｇｈｔ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Weight here.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｈｅｉｇｈｔ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Height here.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]List any distinct characteristics such as the presences of anthropomorphic ears, tails, fangs, etc. State any birthmarks, scars, or tattoos, and their locations here here as well.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Where does your character side? Humans? Mysticals? Neutral?[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]What does your character do for a living?[/color][/size][/list][/list]

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[list][list][list][size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｔａｌｅｎｔｓ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Any strange or helpful talents? Any helpful battle skills?[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｐｏｗｅｒｓ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]List the types of all powers your character possesses. This includes summons, magic, shape shifting, whatever you like.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

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[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Your character can have no more than three weapons. Specify any hidden attributes that come with the weapon. Be mindful of your characters physical vulnerability and try not to give them weapons that make them unnecessarily overpowering.

[u]weapon one[/u] - explanation

[u]weapon two[/u] - explanation

[u]weapon three[/u] - explanation[/color][/size][/list][/list]


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[list][list][list][size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Any themes! Post name, title, and links here.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]hobby one
hobby two
hobby three
hobby four
hobby five[/color][/size][/list][/list]

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[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]like one
like two
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like four
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[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]dislike one
dislike two
dislike three
dislike four
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[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]fear one
fear two
fear three
fear four
fear five[/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

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If you want, include a short blurb specifying any other traits or quirks your characters may have. [/color][/size][/list][/list]

[size=15][color= COLOR 1]「 [/color][color=COLOR 2][u][color=black]ｂｉｏ[/color][/u][/color][color= COLOR 1] 」[/color][/size]

[list][list][size=10][color=COLOR3]Bio goes here. Tell us about the character's history and goals. And no "unknown" this and "unknown" that. Include as much development as you can! Three paragraphs or more should be enough.[/color][/size][/list][/list]

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[Taska Neko]

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「 ｎａｍｅ 」


Leon Soloman Lichtenburg



「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


Space Cadet or Loner


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Male


「 ａｇｅ 」


18


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


June 6th


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Tries not to get close to anyone so unknown


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Human


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Silver blond


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Seafoam Green


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


150lbs


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


5' 8''


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


Though not a true part of his body (though it should be) Leon is most always seen with a red pair of headphones on his ears emitting the faint hum of music showing that the volume is quite loud.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Leon leans towards the Mysticals as he views all humans as liars and draws from the hope that Mysticals may hold the key to getting rid of all the voices in his head.


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Unwilling student






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「 ｔａｌｅｎｔｓ 」


Leon has the strange talent of being very lucky. He always seems to be at the right place at the right time.


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


Telepathy - Leon is constantly bombarded with voices in his head, the voices of other people's thoughts. He did find it was much easier to drown the voices out when he listens to music, thus he is always wearing headphones with his music playing at full blast to drown out all the voices that run through him.


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ 」


His fists - Leon has always been a bit of a troublemaker and is used to getting into fights (that he never starts). As such he has grown used to throwing a good punch if needed, though he isn't as talented as to start calling them deadly weapons or such.

Smoke Bombs - After his abilities emerged Leon has started to carry around a few small smoke bombs around in his pocket in case he would ever need to get away from a confrontation. He uses these only as a backup.

His mind - Leon is good at analyzing his situation and can act accordingly if he knows things are turning bad for him. He is a quick thinker and sometimes he swears if he concentrates enough he can convince others it would be better for them to just leave him alone.

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「 ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ 」


Nevereverland / Nano


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


Listening to music
Playing his guitar (Though he is not that good at it)
Singing (or humming really as he doesn't believe he has a good singing voice)
Exploring to find secluded areas
Cooking (he's oddly good at it)


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Music
Being by himself (only his own thoughts to bug him)
Loud noises
Sweets
Animals (they don't really give off thoughts, but more like feelings)


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Liars
Other Humans (puts them along with liars)
Crowds
Whispers
Authority figures


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


Never being able to get rid of the voices in his head
Being taken and killed for a power he does not even want
Being used
His powers may evolve to where he can no longer hide it
Losing his headphones


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Distrusting - Ever since his power emerged Leon has noticed one truth that emerged with the people he interacted with...they all lie. They could say something sweet to your face and be thinking of ways to bring you down at the same time. Boyfriends told their girls they loved them, and yet secretly planned to meet another girl on the side in a few hours. Because of this he has grown to severely distrust other humans.

Stubborn - Leon is not the type to do something just because someone else asked him to. If he does not want to do something it will be a fight to the death to get him to do so. He is very unmoving in his beliefs which is often why he clashes with others.

Alert - Most of the time Leon seems to be distant and not paying attention to anything at all, that isn't true. Leon is always very alert to any changes in his environment, he has to be...it might make the difference between life an death.

Courageous - Despite how distant Leon comes off as, there is one thing he can not step away from: others in trouble. They may all be liars and backstabbers but life is still precious and if he can help then he will step in and do all he can for them. Underneath his cold mask is still a boy who cares.

Difficult - Leon's distrust paired with his stubbornness makes the boy hard to work with. He will often not listen and do whatever he wants anyway. It will take a very special kind of person to reel in this troubled teen.


「 ｂｉｏ 」


Leon was born a normal, healthy baby boy. His parents loved him deeply and life was good. Sure they had their ups and downs, but what family didn't? Leon really couldn't complain about his childhood, it was normal and that was just how he liked it.

The trouble all started in the last year or two. Leon began to hear voices in his head. At first he hadn't noticed them much, there were like soft whispers that you could only understand if he listened real hard. Leon meant to tell his parents but it didn't seem like something for them to worry about at the time. However as the years continued on the voices became louder. One morning at breakfast his mother was cooking and he smiled and stated how waffles sounded great thinking she had just asked him what he might like for breakfast. His mother laughed and stated how she was just thinking about what he might have liked. The realization hit him then that he had heard her thoughts as if she had stated them out loud to her.

It was then that he started to grow more and more distant to people, their thoughts invading any silence in his head if he came near them. The worst part for him was that he could not tell anyone. He saw firsthand what they did to those with powers, then sent his music teacher away before too. Of course she was a lucky one, they lived far enough away from any big towns that they didn't receive the orders until after she left. Any humans whose came to have powers were all sent away to the capital. Leon never heard of one that ever came back. What they did to them he didn't know, but he wasn't about to risk finding out, after all rumors told of experiments or even of killing, of course there was also talk about putting them all away in a facility, but that would be just like living in a cage packed full of other people. He didn't want that.

Leon managed to find a way to deal with his powers though, through the use of music. He found if he blared his headphones with music it helped drown out all the voices in his head. It provided some sense of relief. With that he managed to survive this long unnoticed, keeping to himself mostly. He does continue to hope that maybe, someday he could find a way to stop the voices. And that hope is what continues to drive him forward.

[Jasparla Xephyra]

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「 ｎａｍｅ 」


Lucretia Vidina ~


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


Miss Vidina, according to her former students. Her friends and family simply called her Luke.


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Female, obviously


「 ａｇｅ 」


22


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


January 9th


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Honestly not sure. Never even thought about it.


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Human


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Navy blue. She usually keeps it balled up inside of a rather poofy cap, giving her a boyish appearance.


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Violet.


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


She hasn't checked in a while, but she's pretty lanky.


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


5'11". On the tall side.


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


She seems mostly normal, all things considered. The only oddity would be her bright scarf and the fact that she usually has her hair pulled into a cap, the two things she's almost never without.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


She doesn't trust any of them. While she herself is Gifted, she tries to stay neutral.


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


She used to be thrift store worker and private music tutor, nothing special.






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Lucretia is an incredibly good actress and a quick thinker. In terms of battle, she has almost no experience at all.


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


She won't say a word about it. If asked about her Gift, she will almost invariably lie. She will also avoid using it at all costs unless forced to.


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ 」




Walking Staff - It's almost entirely useless to hurt somebody, but it's useful for self-defense.

Small Knife - A last resort.

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Ricordando il Passato


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


Playing the piano/organ
Wandering and finding things for her thrift store
Singing
Reading
Investigating the Mysticals and Halfbreeds


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Anything musical
Free, used, and cheap things
Scary stories, or anything about the Mysticals
Her private music students
Competition


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Politics and arguments
Rich people and money
Crowds (similar to claustrophobia when surrounded by people)
Loud noises
Nosy people


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


That people will find out the many secrets she keeps
Complete isolation
Crowded places
Losing her mind
Anything happening to her family or students


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Pathological liar - Lucretia has a tendency to lie about almost anything, even inconsequential facts. If she ever tells the truth to anybody, it is a sign of great trust.

Standoffish - After receiving her Gift, she has completely withdrawn from the world. If anybody ever asks her a question about herself, she will avoid it or lie.

Paranoia - For some reason, she has also become incredibly paranoid after receiving her gift. She has a wild imagination, one that will often get the best of her.

Cold shoulder - Due to her paranoia, she will assume the worst of anybody she meets for the first time. If anybody gets close to her, she will instinctively wince away.

Two-Faced - On the exterior, she is nearly impossible to get along with. Despite that, if anybody managed to get her to speak openly, she is a very fragile and insecure person

Worry - Lucretia has a tendency to worry about nearly anything, even if everything seems fine. Her mind always wanders.




「 ｂｉｏ 」


Before the Miracle, Lucretia was renowned throughout her hometown as a rather motherly figure, having tutored many of the children. She also tended to attract quite a crowd at Hidden Treasures, the thrift store that she worked at, telling ghost stories and creating treasure hunts inside of the store. There were rumors that she lived in the store itself, having been adopted by the owner, but she fervently denied them.

Then it happened. On that fateful morning, one of her students arrived at the shop early in the morning for his lesson. He arrived to find the inside of the shop in shambles, with various treasures thrown helter-skelter around the room. If that was the only thing wrong, it would have looked like the place was robbed, but there was something that was even more intriguing.

There were various rumors about the shop. Some said that everything was frozen solid. Shards of ice stuck out of the walls at various angles, making it look like an explosion of ice had come from the center of the room. Some had claimed to see lightning or fire. Some claimed they saw all three. Regardless, the legislation from the incident determined that Lucretia had been given a magical Gift, one of many that had appeared recently. She had arrived at the courthouse of her own volition, heavily injured, bleeding, and wearing a scarf for some reason, and turned herself in for testing and questioning. Despite the cry of many of the townspeople to allow her to remain in town, news of a Gifted rebellion began to drift through. For the safety of the entire town, Lucretia was banished with nothing but the clothes on her back, her walking stick, and a makeshift bundle of the various treasures from the thrift store. Some of the children tried to run away and find her, but she made sure that all of them returned home safely. Despite being banished, she still feels responsible.

After all, she was dangerous. She had to keep everybody away for their own safety.

[Neve Corcair]

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Minnaloushe Laima Purnima


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


Minni, Minn, or, less affectionately, the Soul Thief.


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Female.


「 ａｇｅ 」


Twenty Three.


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


June Fourth.


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Pansexual.


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Cait Sidhe. [cat 'shee']


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Minni has wavy black hair that reaches just past her shoulder blades that she usually only adorns with a set of hair clips.


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Yellow-green, though depending on the lighting and what she's wearing they can look more one way or the other.


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


115lbs.


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


5' 3"


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


When she chooses to take on her more human appearance, she tends to maintain her feline ears and sometimes her tail as well, although sometimes she just forgoes those altogether. As a 'human' she often adorns herself in jewelry and is usually known for her trademark white eyeliner and lipstick.
Both in and out of her natural shape, she has a white spot on her chest and on her right hip. As a feline she takes on an almost spectral appearance, as though if you don't focus on her well enough she could just disappear.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Chaotic/Neutral.


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Minni considers herself a musician, though she doesn't do more then sing and dance in the occasional tavern as a bard of sorts. It is true that most of the stories she sings of are more fiction than fact, she still enjoys telling them.






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Minni has a habit of always landing on her feet, both literally and metaphorically~


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


Minni is a bit of an empath, as she can tell how someone's feeling and use it to her advantage. Beyond that, she has a limited control over her appearance. She has two distinct appearances--one of a small ghostly house cat, and one of a young woman with long dark hair. Minnaloushe uses the latter nearly all the time when conversing with people, but the cat is her true form. When she takes on the appearance of a woman she can control what she looks like to an extent--really, nothing more than keeping small features of her true form or hiding them altogether.
As a Cat Sidhe, she is able to take ones soul just after they die. She cannot touch it until then, and detests rushing ones life ahead to claim it. Still, some do try to find ways to use her to their advantage...


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ 」



Sharp Nails - Her claw-like nails. No, really--they're claws.
Belt - Her chain belt can be used for defense in a pinch, but it's not very effective.

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Shut Up and Let Me Go | Takes One to Know One | I Just Wanna Run


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


Lounging about in the sunlight
Singing
Telling tall tales
Dancing
Spooking people in her true form


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Warm, sunny fields
Hot Teas
Talking to anyone that will listen
Reading
Food


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


People she doesn't know
Being used for her ability
Death
Swimming
Sitting still


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


Thunderstorms
Getting to the point where she will have to take souls in order to survive
People close to her dying
Strangers
Being forced to help her Father and Brother collect souls again


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Attention Whore - Despite not trusting people she doesn't know, she still demands that all eyes be on her. She is quite easily excitable, and can be found going on for ages talking about whatever catches her fancy.

Flirt - Take anything she says to you with a grain of salt--she rarely means anything by it. She will, however, take note of how you react to it, so be careful!

Weak - Despite having a few supernatural powers, she's as brittle as glass. Not only is she not very strong physically, it can be pretty simple to get under her skin if you're good at controlling your emotions. She also gets sick when around iron with any period of time; if she's wounded with anything iron, she reacts as though she'd been poisoned. Salt can sometimes have the same effects if used in excess.

Skittish - In groups she's of course vocal and loves attention--but if she's ever found alone with someone she doesn't know she will take any excuse she can find to high tail it out of there.

Vocal - Once she gets used to being around someone, she has no qualms about voicing her opinion on anything. If she doesn't like something you're doing, be prepared to hear something about it!



「 ｂｉｏ 」


Minnaloushe was born not in a litter, but on her own on a rainy June night. Afterwords she spent most of her childhood growing up with her mother. Her Father often took her older brother with him on 'hunting' trips, leaving young Minni behind. When they were home, They would talk about the souls they had collected and glorify what they did, never making it sound like what they were doing could possibly be a bad thing. Minnaloushe would listen fervently, finding what they did and at the time what she could do fascinating. Eventually when she was old enough, she pleaded to go along with them on their trips.

For years she would travel with them, and when they discovered she was much more talented at the 'retrieval' process her Father and Brother would do the hard part of finding the recently dead so that she could collect their souls. As time went on she grew tired with it and began to wonder what happened to the souls they collected and used. Once they were used, did the people they once belonged to finally move on? Were they just destroyed and the people robbed of their chance of an afterlife? Just as doubt began to run through her head, she discovered just how her Father and Brother were so apt at collecting the recently deceased, and it had much less to do with finding them and much more to do with causing them.

Disgusted with what they had been doing and what she had been an accomplice to, she ran away as far as she could manage. She vowed never to take another soul, and continued living on her own until she was seventeen. While away from her family she made it by mostly by sneaking food from windowsills and trashcans as a cat, spending most of her time in her true form. Most of the people she let into her life that discovered what she was tried to use it to their advantage, enamored with the idea of power that could be gained by using souls. Because of this she avoided shifting from her true form at all, deciding life as a cat was much easier.

Not long after she turned seventeen, a elderly woman discovered her after she had snuck through her kitchen window to eat the food she had left cooling on the counter. Minnaloushe braced herself and turned to run back through the window, but before she could she heard the woman call out for her to wait. She found herself staying put, turning in surprise that rather than chase off the apparently stray cat this woman would instead speak to it kindly. In the end she spent three years with the old woman, playing the part of her cat, leaving as she wished but always coming back to this home in the end. The woman was sweet and treated her well, sometimes cooking that first meal that she caught Minni eating just for old times sake. She reminded her of her mother that she had never returned to since she left the others, and she never wanted to leave the warmth of her small home.

Then, one winter the weather claimed the elderly woman. Before she passed she confided in her cat that she knew what she was all along, assuming her first sight of her was a sign that her time was coming. She admitted the idea of the afterlife terrified her, and pleaded with her friend to protect her soul for her instead. Minnaloushe was torn, having vowed not to take another's soul again, but eventually found herself unable to deny her dying request. She changed to her more human appearance, smiling down and holding her friend's hand until she passed.

To this day she wears the strange glowing gem around her neck, the last remainder of the woman who took her in despite knowing what she was, proof that not everyone that she met was manipulative.

[Moke Moo Moo]

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Presea Sorona Edhelwen (Eh-thehl-wehn)


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


Prinni or Sia


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Female


「 ａｇｅ 」


19


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


November 24th


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Heterosexual


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Elf


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Light orange


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


A sunset-ish mix of purple and light pink


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


140lbs


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


5''7


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


Elven ears, her eyes are a somewhat unusual mix in terms of eye color.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Mysticals, but keeps the mindset there are non-Mysticals that don't discriminate.


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Nurse-in-training in a small clinic






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She has good intuition, usually when it comes to people, like what kind of person they are or if they can be trusted or not.


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


Healing- Comes in handy when you're a nurse, but a prolonged healing session will cause fatigue. She can cure poison too, but her magic cannot replenish lost blood.

Manipulation & Conjuration of plants- She is able to call forth strong vines which can be used to wrap around and hit things, but this power can be useful when tons of things need to be moved around, too. Growth of various flora and plant life may seem useless, but it may in fact come through when needed.

Animal Communication- Growing up around creatures all her life allowed Presea to learn how to communicate with them.


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ 」


Wooden Bow and Arrows - While not carried around, per se, her bow as well as the arrows are actually manifested by her earthly powers. Unfortunately, a wooden bow is useless once it catches on fire.

Fists - She isn't much of a physical fighter, but she does pack quite a punch.

weapon three - explanation

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Healing Incantation Salikawood


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


Reading fantasy novels
Gardening
Stargazing
Taking walks through the forest
Playing with her dog


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Gardening
Animals
Fantasy novels
Helping people
Stars and sunsets


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Loud music (she has sensitive ears...)
Difficult decisions
Diseases
Power-hungry or greedy dictators
Lemons


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


Being unable to save anyone
War
Having her ears pulled
Forest fires
Misfortune falling upon those she cares for


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Kind hearted - Presea has always had a natural fondness for helping those in need. Friendly and warm, she lends a shoulder to cry on, or an ear to listen, if someone needs it. She's not a goody-two-shoes or anything, it just isn't in her nature to disregard other people.

Assertive - While she holds a gentle demeanor, Presea will not hesitate to speak when something must be said or defended. And although she is often careful with her words, she will be stern if need be.

Fibber - Presea may be honest, but that doesn't mean she won't tell an occasional, harmless little lie to get herself out of trouble.

Clueless - She is by no means ignorant of the world- there are just instances she doesn't quite understand or catch onto something right away...or until somebody explains it to her, anyway.

Modest - Although she receives praise for her commitment by the residents at the clinic, Presea refrains from boasting, feeling she is just another good soul in the world who is doing what they must. This doesn't mean she doesn't have confidence in abilities, she just doesn't feel the need to flaunt them.

Diligent - WIP


「 ｂｉｏ 」


Presea was born the only child to a happy Elven couple who lived in a cozy mountain village. Nestled -but not secluded- within a forest, the villagers were blessed with clean water, game, and other necessities to make a living. Here, there was no need for them to fear the discrimination of humans who in turn feared them. No, it was one of those places were just about everyone got along, working together to make a better living. Trades were made between the village and other locations of the Mysticals side, but the human border was avoided. As a young child, Presea was taught the ways the Mysticals lived by, but her parents disliked humans; they told their daughter they accepted none who were unlike them, that they would turn away any or fear any learned in the ways of magic. But was this really true? Her curiosity continued to rise over the years.

While she studied her inherited power of healing and curing poison, she became attuned to nature with frequent outings to the forest. Slowly, but steadily, she learned to communicate with the creatures in the forest, befriending them. With her grandmother's help, she also learned the manipulation and creation of plants, for the two spent much time in their garden. Indeed, she was a diligent worker, of course this didn't mean she was a stick in the mud nor had no friends. No major tragedies had come to her life, many in the town simply believed they were one of the lucky few towns that good fortune just smiled on.

She sometimes joined her father on his trips to make trades, but still had yet to see the human world. But it was on many a trip did Presea see plenty of sick or hurt people, and well, she just couldn't leave them like that. Not too long after she turned seventeen, Presea finally left her home to study as a nurse. It didn't take her long to find a place to work, either, for the owner of the clinic felt her ability would be of great service to their patients...especially considering the possibility of a bleak future. Presea happily accepted the position as a nurse-in-training, and enjoyed it greatly over the next two years.

[Pokemon Rulez0598]

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Gwendolyn Winter Fray


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


Gwynn, Winter, December


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Female


「 ａｇｅ 」


Nineteen


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


September 12th


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Heterosexual, although she's not looking for anyone right now


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Fae, specifically a Winter Fairy


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


White, as white as snow.


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Violet or Sky Blue depending on the light or if she's using her powers.


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


115 lbs


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


4' 9"


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


a crown, her staff, her wings, and two feathered covered objects that cover her ears.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Shes pretty neutral, although she leans towards the Mysticals side


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Unemployed, works odd jobs to earn money easy.






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She's got enhanced reflexes. She can also use magic to make her wings invisible. She can fly, but that's a no brainier. Gwynn is cold to the touch and the cold hangs around her like a second skin. She can actually shrink herself into the size of an actual fairy, but she dislikes being so tiny because she feels vulnerable.


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


Ice Manipulation ;; Being a winter fairy she has complete control over the ice and snow.

Accelerated Healing ;; She can recover in a few minutes from smaller scrapes and bruises, while life threatening or grave injuries can take up to anywhere from a day to a week.

Illusion Manipulation ;; She can make people see things that aren't there or make them not see things that are there. It's one of her weaker abilities and she rarely uses it on anything other than making her wings invisible to the human eye. If she really puts a lot of effort into an illusion she can convince people the illusion is real, they would even be able to touch the illusion and hear it talk. Although the ability completely exhausts her if she pushes her boundaries.




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Her Staff - enhances her ability to manipulate ice/snow as well as an excellent weapon to smack people with. The staff doubles as a spear, the gem on the on end of it sharp enough to kill.

Her Magic - She usually uses her staff to conjure up shards of ice that she uses as weapons.

Fists - She's actually taught herself how to fist fight and she's very good with martial arts, although it's hard to tell with how fragile she looks.

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「 ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ 」


Let It Go ;; Idina Menzel ll Clear Like Ice ;; Vanessa Mae


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


Reading
Photography
Making Ice Sculptures
Painting
Listening to Music


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Sweets
Ice/Snow/The Cold
Flying
Good Books
Cameras


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Iron
Cooking
Fire
Scary Stories
Humans


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


Death
Enclosed or Cramped Spaces
Fires
Failing to protect someone she cares for again
Having her wings cut off


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Cold - Like the element she wields, she can be ice cold when anybody first meets her. It takes a bit before she warms up to anybody. The cold front is just an act, and she uses it as a shield to keep her from getting to close to anybody.

Truthful - Fairies can't lie. So as a result, she uses creator truth telling, but most of the times she can come across as blunt, and she doesn't hide her feelings or opinions to spare another persons feelings. She usually comes across as a cold hearted person because of her brutal honesty.

Nosy - She can't help but get involved in others business. She's a big snooper, and she's very curious. It's better to keep her away from your personal life, but she tends to be pretty good at finding out people's secrets. Not like she'd ever tell another soul what she learned, it's just something to satisfy her curiosity.

Helpful - Gwynn would help out anybody. Even if they're her enemy, she wouldn't hesitate to stop and lend somebody else a hand. Gwynn is unable to resist helping somebody, so she often gets walked on by others who take advantage of her helpfulness. But she knows where to draw the line.

Secretive - Gwynn knows many things, and her personal life isn't something she advertises. Gwynn usually manages to keep her personal life under wraps, and you won't catch her talking about her past. She rarely even mentions anything about her life. She's a very good secret keeper, which is good because she knows many secrets.

Confident - Gwynn has full confidence in herself, to the point where she usually comes across as over confident. She is confident in her abilities and her worth as a person. She's very self assured and usually has complete certainty in herself.




「 ｂｉｏ 」


Gwynn was born to two winter fairies who were ecstatic to finally have a child. Winter fairies are rare and a dying race, and efforts were being made to try to revive the race. As a fairy, Gwynn is still a very young one, her parents were decades old. They'd been around for a very long time. Fairies are considered immortal, which is untrue. Fairies can die if they are gravelly wounded by iron, something their bodies cannot recover from without a lot of magical help. That's how Gwynn's father died. She doesn't know who did it or why, but the fairies who found him told the distraught family that it had been iron that the criminals had used to kill her father with. Her younger brother was very distraught and it made Gwynn realize she wasn't invincible nor immortal. She could die just like every other human in the world. She just got a longer lifespan. To think that the only two things in the world that could easily kill her were iron and fire, well that made her afraid to step foot outside of her home for a very long time. Her mother never remarried, just raised the two children on her own. Gwynn's mother never complained, and Gwynn always did whatever she could to help out around the house.

Gwynn knew of the human world, and longed to explore the place. She was told to never leave the village where her people lived or she would be killed. But Gwynn was so entranced by the world. When she turned sixteen she planned on packing her bags and finally venturing out. Of course something happened and threw a wrench in her plans. She fell in love with a visitor to her village. He was only two years older than her, and he fascinated the whole village. He was some sort of elementalist, and he was a half breed. Not like any of the Mysticals in her village looked down on him. Gwynn found herself constantly talking to him. They had so many things in common, and he even agreed to help her reach her full potential with her ice abilities. He became her personal mentor and over the course of her training with him, she fell in love. There was only two issues with her crush. He didn't know about her liking him, and she was afraid to tell him in fear of rejection. Back then she was more innocent, not having been exposed to the hardships of the human world. The second was that he planned on venturing to the human world based on rumors he'd heard of a town that was filled with half breeds and gifted humans.

Gwynn refused to let him go alone. So that night she said her goodbyes, packed her bags, and left the village with him. They hunted for weeks. They stopped at one town accidentally that hunted half breeds and gifted humans openly. They were two strangers and they looked suspicious. They also weren't very careful and were caught practicing magic secretly. They were careless when they left the next and didn't check to make sure they were being followed. They were chased into the woods, and he hid Gwynn to save her. She has no clue if he is alive or dead, but she does still look for him. She hopes that maybe he found a way to survive and is in hiding. She currently explores different towns to see if he's there. She is also still looking for that town that he started out for. She believes that he has either been taken by the locals and either killed, or given to one of those facilities or that he managed to escape but it was to dangerous for him to come back to her so he headed for the town. She hopes that she will find him when she finds that elusive town.

But traveling alone and losing someone she deeply cared about has taken its toll on her. She became colder, less trusting, and pretty bad at being sociable. She is no longer that sweet and trusting innocent girl that she was when she first met him, but is now more of a loner by nature. She's rather mysterious and is never seen in one town for more than a week. She only stays long enough to be positive he isn't hidden somewhere in the town, then she's gone. She's taken to working odd jobs for money so that she can keep her provisions stocked. That's about it, and she's always far gone by the time locals figure out that she was an unusual person and suspect her of being inhuman. She's smart like that now. She's also very non trusting of humans in general, but has no issues with gifted humans.

[te VESSEL]

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「 ｎａｍｅ 」


dia guinner


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


dia or dee; some have come up of with dr. azure or little azure.


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


male


「 ａｇｅ 」


20


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


december tenth


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


bisexual


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


halfling


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


a soft color of blue, though it tends to look as if theres a tint of purple


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


a dark blue in his normal state, but electric blue when he uses his magic


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


84lbs


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


4'5''


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


when dia activates his powers, rune marks appear all over his body ( refer to the tiny pictures up on top ), other than this, he is seen usually wearing sweaters or jackets that may be a little too big on him and he more or so looks like a life sized doll.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


dia, despite his way of talking trash about how barbaric humans are, he tries his best to stay neutral


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Dia works as 'doctor' for the mysticals, halfings or for the gifted and even humans if he has to, hidden away in a secluded area. He mainly uses natural herbs he grows himself in his home, so in other words he is also a botanist and a herbalist.






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「 ｔａｌｅｎｔｓ 」


Dia is a rather nimble guy with his lean body and fast feet. in a battle he is never in one place for longer than two minutes- since he's short or weak looking with his child like body, most would go for him first. he is a fast dodger and very agile. His speed cannot be compared to his strength- sure he can throw things rather far and get a hard hit at the target, but he cannot throw a punch for his life. Some say he punches like a girl, which annoys him to no end. Dia is rather fragile to hit directly. Other than this, he also has a heightened sense of hearing.


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


When he battles and he wants to activate power that he can use to fight with, runes appear all over his body and his eyes turn a brighter blue. This increases his speed, dexterity and accuracy greatly, however it does nothing to increase his strength. In this state, his telepathic powers increases. This however, is exhausting- and he rarely uses it. Then name of this ability is RUIN.

Dia has telepathic powers, he is able to read the thoughts of others; with constant practice, he is also able to persuade others using this ability along with being able to see snippets of their memories.


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ 」



hidden needles - sharp and tiny, these are rather easy to hide, rather they be hidden or attached to his collar, in his clothes or in his shoes or up his sleeves. these are his main weapons that uses when a fight is actually necessary.

metallic string - yes, string that is made out of metal and is very sharp. he uses these weapons when he activates RUIN

small knifes - used when he really is in a pinch and when his metallic string is no longer available to use. Laced with a paralysis poison.

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「 ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ 」


elements || the beginning


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


stargazing
collecting a variety of objects || most of them being little trinkets
playing video games in spare time
reading books || or stories that he's found interesting online
solving puzzles/riddles || dia has a thing for jigsaw puzzles


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


trinkets of all sorts || a plus if its an antique
good novels/stories that pass the time
sweet foods || pastries || candy || sweets
music || especially violin music
a keen interest in astrology


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


disrespect
being called shorty || even being called little azure was better than that
impatient patients that are rowdy and loud
bitter foods
be distracted from doing work || he finds it rather annoying


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


bloodthirsty humans
xenophobia || people who are strange or rather, someone who he is not used to seeing or talking with ( for example if it's a stranger he will become extremely cautious and scared )
astraphobia || fear of lightening or thunder || they are rather loud and sudden, which startles him
not being able to save his patients in time
the feeling of helplessness


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


apathetic - he may be a doctor for those who are in need, but if he is not needed he will do nothing more than leave he or she alone. for as long as he's lived he's learned not to feel all cuddly, warm and soft towards other people. he could get hurt, those he's made friends with could get hurt. needless to say, he's learned his lesson. he doesn't trust others easily, but it can be earned. he isn't as kind as a doctor should be, but people have learned he's actually rather soft inside when they get to know him.

skittish - his apathetic side is his outside appearance, being skittish is where it starts. he's always aware of his surroundings and having telepathic powers does not help that fact that he can unconsciously read people's mind and know about their opinion on him and whatever else they are thinking about during that time. he'd rather not have people have any bad opinions on him, because he does care- but rather he's afraid of showing that he does.

mature - he doesn't get mad easily, but he does know how to handle it well.

quiet - he doesn't talk much, but it doesn't make him mute.

adaptable - he's learned in many situation to think and act fast, and thus he adapts quite quickly to his surroundings.

solitary - he prefers to be alone with the company of very few people, one or two at most. a lot of noise can distract him from doing work and he does not like being sidetracked.

Dia has trusts issues, and doesn't trust others easily. They can still earn it, though it is rather difficult. He can be friendly to an extent but no further than that. Though if someone where to do him a favor or do something for him, he would always return it with a gift or a helping hand. Dia doesn't get angry easily and he is mature when things do go down and he becomes irritated. He isn't talkative nor does he like overcrowded places. This is the sole reason why his place is in a secluded area. Dia is also somewhat of a passive aggressive when he becomes irritated- he uses indirect insults.


「 ｂｉｏ 」


Dia Guinner was born from two very loving and compassionate parents that lived and raised him in a secluded village in a forest, but not far from civilization. Maybe it was because of this, that the village was so easy to find. Maybe it was because humans were disgustingly discriminate when it comes to things foreign to them. Yeah, maybe it was the reason why his village was destroyed and his father had to run away from the village but had to leave mother behind. Maybe it was his fault, because he was born?

Before the invasion however, was a happy life that he so wished to go back to. His village, hidden in the forest, has a bloodline from the original founder of the village. The bloodline's ability was named RUIN, which Dia took after. However, his powers fully activated once he turned thirteen. He had yet to learn of it, or how to control it because of the total destruction of his village. But through the years of living alone, he has had tried on honing the powers so it would not go haywire and he could completely control it. Having been taken in by his mentor also helped, because he was able to practice with someone other than himself.

For all the years he's lived for, he's always felt guilty. Like for the fact that he was born was a bad omen to the village- that soon it would be destroyed. But it was the humans, they were the ones at fault. They were selfish, they were greedy, they discriminated against things that were different. Yet, he still couldn't bring himself to hate the humans. Over the many years he's been with his father, he's met humans that would let them into their homes; feed them, clothe them, and shelter them. They nice. Kind. Loving- but sooner or later they were betrayed because the authorities had power. Power that cannot be defied, power that the people that took them in feared. That was the day that he had lost his father, and when he ran away from that city, and far from his original village.

He remembered, back in the village that he was taught the basics of survival out in the wild- where to find food, how to find shelter, and how to fight back if he was in trouble. He was tiny, he was weak- the runt, but he was cherished like any other child. He had been raised in a loving village- but humans took that away and he spent a full nine years in the wild, and almost half of that in the slums of different parts of the city. It wasn't a life he would have chosen, but he would have to make deal with it. Because of living like this, he's become adaptable to his surroundings. However, during his tenth year alone, he was found by another. He was human. Scared he had fought back, and struggled but he was far too big and stronger than him. But he hadn't meant harm- and that was how he met his mentor, Moe.

Moe, he was kind. He was almost like his second father. However, Dia was still cautious- what if he were to betray him like the past humans that have sheltered him? He didn't want it to happen and he didn't want to be hurt again. Years have passed by, longer than when he was with the other humans. He was taught various of things and he had started to warm up to his mentor. Aside from that, the place that they lived in wasn't poor or crumbling apart- but in a clean flat. A room was given to him, with a clean bed and new clothes. He was given the most delicious food that he's ever eaten. It was a surprise and he's started to trust the old mentor. Moe even once said that he'd wanted a child with his diseased wife.

Time went by fast, and he turned seventeen when Moe became sick due to his age. By the time this happened he had already blended in with the humans- but he couldn't be out and seen for too long, since people would be questioning why he still look so short and young. Yet he took his appearance as an advantage. He knew how his appearance surprised others, but he took what he could. Looking like this didn't matter as long as they did not know his real age. He was seventeen and yet he still looked as if he was fifteen.

He has been doing this for several months now, and it made it into one full year. One full year of taking care of Moe and there was still no progress with his health. He had been taught how to make medicine by Moe and herbs back in his village and when he was surviving in the wild. Nothing worked and maybe it was time for him to move one and with his wife? This saddened Dia greatly, because the time he had spent with Moe were happy and gentle. Safe and warm. He had grew attached, he admit, but he too also had to move on if he were to survive on his own.

Once Moe passed away, he had gotten the money from selling the flat and it's furniture and moved. He had grown only a little bit, but he was still rather short. He would always miss the gentle hand of Moe on his head and his cooking. He still dreams about the times that he spent with his second father. But that was in the past now, and he now resides in a secluded building- not broken or crumbling and was still in perfect condition. The building was only three stories high. He rarely uses the third floor but he lets people stay there if they really needed shelter. The second floor was where he lived and the first floor he used as a place to treat his patients. The basement was small and packed filled with herbs, medicines, food and the trinkets that he's collected. Dia also continues to practice his skills back up in the second floor where his living space is- which is surrounded by moss and a variety of plants. The floor barely containted any furniture except for a table, the kitchen with it's supplies and then the bed.

The area is secluded and isolated from most of anything- though he has a few neighbors here and there- some not even human. His arms are open to those who are need, but he'd rather not have trouble while they're under his wing; and therefore kicked out of they were fit and healthy enough to defend themselves in a fight.

[Taska Neko]

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「 ｎａｍｅ 」


Etsealia Juniper Frixell


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


Etzy


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Female


「 ａｇｅ 」


26


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


April 18


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Heterosexual


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Human


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Long black hair


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Blue


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


120 lbs


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


5' 7''


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


Etzy can usually always be found wearing her signature pair of glasses and her torn lab coat


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Neutral, she believes everyone should get along and has dedicated her life to show that Humans and Mysticals are alike despite the differences.


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Scientist






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「 ｔａｌｅｎｔｓ 」


Etzy has a strange talent of somehow managing to blow things up...


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


The power of science and the brain!!


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ」




glass beakers - perfect for combining things in...and blowing up

her mind - it's a powerful thing to waste

tranquilizer gun - a small gun she keeps hidden for safety reasons. Not a fan of killing things she insured that the shots will only temporary put its target to sleep.

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「 ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ 」


Portal - "Still Alive" Credits Song


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


Creating new things
Researching
Cooking (usually turns out horrible though as she tends to experiment with recipes so be careful)
Reading
Singing


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Discovering new things
Her research and everything created through it (Ezio)
When people eat her food
Singing lullabies to Ezio
Books of all kinds as it can give her new ideas for research


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


When things blow up (happens so often to her for some reason...)
Being used
War
Harming others
Being called crazy/incompetent/an idiot


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


Ezio being used for war
Her research falling into the wrong hands
Helping to start a war
Harming others


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Curious - Etzy is always looking into what makes things the way they are, how things work, and how things 'tick'. Her vast curiosity is what allowed her to come up with her theory (proven after the creation of Ezio) that humans are a descendent from the Mysticals.

Skillful - Etzy is very good at what she does and due to that she had landed herself the title of "Star Researcher" at the laboratory she had been invited to.

Idiosyncratic - Etzy is a bit peculiar when compared to most others. She has a few strange habits, like talking to herself and rarely takes off her labcoat (sometimes even sleeping in it), she also wears a pair of glasses, even though she really has no need for them (just that she looks smarter with them on)

Predictable - Despite her peculiar habits Etzy is pretty predictable. Once you know how she works you can easily guess what she might do next. Offer her a riddle and she will try to solve it, she is very punctual so it is usually very easy to find her as she tends to keep her routines.

Meddlesome - If you have a problem Etzy will be there to help you solve it...even if her help is unwanted.

Manipulable - Etzy may be considered a genius, however when it comes to interacting with others she can sometimes be seen as a bit of a fool. Interacting with others has never been a strong suit of hers so she can be easily lead astray at times.




「 ｂｉｏ 」


Etsealia was a renown scientist known for her work dealing with genetics. Her most resent works focused on the mystery behind humans gaining powers. After hearing the rumors that surfaced a few years back Etzy had begun to piece together thoughts and idea of possible causes. One stuck out at her and she brought it up with her fellow scientists hoping to gain some interest so that she may further look into the theory. Her theory was that Humans were actually descendents from Mysticals whose powers never had reason to activate any longer. She compared it similar to puberty and how DNA triggers it at a certain time due to how the gene is read.

This concept however was thought of as a farce, completely silly. After all Humans and Mysticals were very different, there was no way the two could actually be the same. If it was true then their entire thought process had to be re-written, it would mean every human had the potential to gain powers. When everyone had powers they would be no different from Mysticals whom they currently fought with because of this very fact. Laughing at her the other scientists waved her theory off as one of her crazy ideas.

That is except for one particular fellow. He approached Etzy after overhearing her theory and offered to fund her research and even provide a laboratory with staff of her own so that she could get things done. Etzy was ecstatic and quickly agreed without second thought. After all, she was getting what she wanted, the chance to test her theory.

Etsealia worked for only a few months before she had a breakthrough in her research. The sample the other researchers collected for her were phenomenal. With everything checking out she decided to go to the final stages of research and from a human cell from her own body she created a new being, a Mystical being. She watched as the cell grew every day, invisible at first, but soon growing to a size of a pea and then a ball, forming spines, a tail, talons, wings and horns. It began to take the form of a dragon, a rare beast even when it came to Mysticals. Very few remained and many were still thought of as legends, and here Etzy had created one. Every night Etzy would enter the lab and sing to the being in the large tube, who slept so soundly, floating in the fluid that surrounded it like a baby.

Then one faithful night Etzy entered the lab as usual and began to sing. However this time her eyes found a response in Experiment Zero. A small twitch first, but then deep yellow eyes soon looked at her. Etzy gasped. Experiment Zero was starting to wake. It was time. Turning away she raced out of the room eager to find the others and inform them of the change (unknowing that during this time Experiment Zero's form began to change from the beast she had just saw to that of a more human appearance, though still retaining dragon features, as Expereiment Zero had imprinted on her as she had been the first he saw when he awoke).

Noticing two member chatting Etzy began to approach when she overheard them talking about her. She slowed to a stop before they noticed her, a sudden feeling eating at her chest, Her smile faded as she learned of what they said, they spoke of her research. They wanted to use Experiment Zero for the war once he awoke and then proceed to "breed" more beasts which they would train to battle against the Mysticals. They spoke of stealing her research when she was finished and "disposing" of her so that she wouldn't get in their way.

Etsealia was horrified, and angry. Stepping away softly she made her way back to Experiment Zero's room coming in to the surprise of a young boy staring at her through the glass where Experiment Zero had been. Then she heard his voice, he spoke to her though his lips never moved. It was through her mind. His first words... 'Momma'. It was then that she had decided what she had to do. She had to save Experiment Zero and destroy her research so that it could not be used for war like they wanted. And so Etzy stole away Experiment Zero and broke all the machines she used for research before proceeding to set the place ablaze (with Experiment Zero's help as well for he seemed keen on helping his new mother once he saw her start to put the place to flames.

And now Etsealia is on the run with a newborn baby dragon who has taken a more human looking form...and she is in way over her head...

[Taska Neko]

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Ezio


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


Experiment Zero


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Male


「 ａｇｅ 」


"Newborn"


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


June, 8


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Too young to have a preference right now


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Dragon (born from a fully human cell)


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Steelblue colored hair


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Normally a deep yellow amber but changes color upon deep emotional feelings.

Current known colors
Red= Angry
Blue= Depressed
Green= Envy
Pale Blue= Scared
Bright Yellow= Happy


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


55 lbs


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


3' 7''


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


Two horns sprouting above a pair of sharp elf like ears, a small spiny like bit growing out his back, a short tail, wings, and talon feet. He is also covered with bits of dark blue hard scales.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Doesn't understand any of this as he sees only three types of people. Momma, Enemy, and Friend


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Just a kid!






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「 ｔａｌｅｎｔｓ 」


He can fly! ... Or he will be able to if he could just figure out how...


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


Transformation - Ezio is able to transform his body into other things. This power is still in it's early stages so he is not able to hold the shape for more then a few seconds (at least not after his first transformation into his current human like form)


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ 」




Fire Breath - as a dragon Ezio has a natural ability to breath fire. This is limited however to three times a day and only for short bursts.

Wings - large leathery wings that sprout from his back. He could use them to fly if he only knew how...

Talons - Sharp claw like talons that sprout from his feet. They allow his to get a good grip on things and are sharp enough to do some damage if needed.

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「 ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ 」


John Lennon - Beautiful Boy | Forever Young-Rod Stewart


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


playing
sleeping
eating
cuddling with Momma
exploring


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Momma
Shiny objects
To play
Food...lots of food (especially meat)
Naptime



「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Those who make Momma cry or hurt
Green vegetables...
Being woken up too soon from his nap
Being separated from Momma
Being ignored


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


Momma leaving him behind
Thunder
Strangers (at first)
The dark
Being alone


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Playful - Being so young Ezio is mostly interested in playing games. Try to get him to do something he doesn't veiw as fun can be a difficult task, if you can manage to make it a game however Ezio will join in no matter what it is.

Energetic - Ezio is a little bundle of pure energy. He could very literally bounce off the walls if his energy isn't drained off in productive ways. Ezio always wants to be on the go and tends to have a short attention span because of that.

Shy - When it comes to new people Ezio tends to become shy at first, unsure of how to interact with them or where they stand in his three groups. Once he determines whether they are friend or foe however his shyness seems to dissipate and he will either be attacking you or climbing on you in an attempt to play.

Blunt - Kids say the darnest things...and Ezio is no exception. Not attuned to how to converse correctly Ezio will often say exactly what he is thinking without thinking of how it might affect others.

Clumsy - Ezio is still learning how to move his body and how it works so he can sometimes be seen tripping over his large feet, or shifting his wings too much to become unbalanced and fall over.

Protective - Nobody makes Momma cry and gets away with it! Ezio is very attuned with Etsy and will do whatever he can to help her if she is in trouble, even despite him being young and Etzy's belief that she should be the one protecting him.


「 ｂｉｏ 」


Ezio was born in a laboratory. He is a Mystical, a dragon, however he had been born out of a human cell. Most of his early life was spent floating in a tube of liquid as he grew. Ezio's first memories are of a voice singing him sweet lullabies every night. The voice he now recognizes as that being from his "Momma"

One day when he heard the voice again he dared to open his eyes to see who it was singing. That was when he met Etzy, who stared back at him surprised before taking off. Ezio's heart ached seeing the figure of the lady disappear. Why did she leave him? How could he make her come back? Ezio stared out through the glass glued to the doorway before he realized something. If he lost focus on the door he could see his own reflection. his reflection looked nothing like the pretty lady he just saw. He had horns, and claws and was covered in black scales just to name a few things. Maybe if he looked more like the lady she would come to love him. And so Ezio transformed becoming more human in appearance and using all the energy he had stored up at that point.

After transforming Ezio watched as the lady returned, looking distressed. Ezio called out to her 'Momma?' He wasn't sure if she heard him at first since he called out with his mind, but she seemed to respond to him. Another moment and Ezio was free, hand held by his "Momma" as she ushered him away quickly, but not before breaking things and setting fire to the place. Thinking it a fun game Ezio had joined in the destruction as well.

And then they ran...

[Jasparla Xephyra]

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Aida Vin


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


The Gatekeeper


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Female.


「 ａｇｅ 」


She's lost track at this point


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


November 18th.


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


She's got her fantasies, and she doesn't bother to hide them~


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Halfling.


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Auburn. It hides her ears pretty well.


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Brown


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


Unnaturally light


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


5'6"


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


She's got a racoon's tail and ears and she doesn't bother to hide them. Other than that, there's nothing special of note.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Completely neutral.


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Gatekeeper. That's as specific as she'll get.






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「 ｔａｌｅｎｔｓ 」


Is being an irascible prankster a talent? I'd say that counts.


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


Astral projection. Based on certain criteria, she can project herself (and other images) within a boundary.


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ 」




Smoking pipe - While it's useless as a physical weapon, she uses the smoke to aid her projections.

Bottle - Ever been clocked upside the head with a bottle of liquor? It hurts.

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「 ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ 」


Kina no Kaori


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


Putting on puppet shows
Smoking. A lot.
Painting
Spying on anybody she sees
Playing pranks


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


People in general
Physical humor
Alcohol. Lots of it.
Hearing about the outside world
Pranks. More pranks. All of them.


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Not having her pipe
Boredom
Overly serious people
Anybody who touches her tail or ears
Running out of alcohol


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


Failure
Letting her ancestors down
Never seeing the outside world

「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Prankster - Aida will go to any lengths to get the last laugh on somebody, even to the point where some would consider it cruel.

Quirky - Has absolutely no idea how to carry on a conversation with anybody. Generally, her interactions involve scaring people, embarrassing them, or other such entertaining gestures.

Heavy drinker/smoker - You don't want to catch her without her pipe and bottle. Trust me.

Lack of empathy - She doesn't really understand things like pain from another's perspective. As such, she finds hurting others in a slapstick fashion to be fun, even if it can be deadly at times.

Deep-rooted kindness - Behind everything, she's a good person. She's just awful at showing it.

Attention Deficit - She has serious trouble concentrating on anything.




「 ｂｉｏ 」


There are rumors and myths about a halfling in some areas of both the Mystical's world and the Human's. Most of them describe what appears to be a young girl with a large racoon's tail leading them somewhere. The destinations ranged from leading a lost child back home to a starving wanderer finding a city, but the guide was almost always the same. While these rumors were often coupled with warnings of this girl's dangerous and flighty nature, she is one of the halflings that is still seen by some as a sign of good luck.

The curious things about these rumors is that they all seem to collect around a certain area in both the Mystical and Human world, both of which are routinely covered in a thick fog. A very small few may have already connected the dots about her existence, but most see her as a myth. She exists, of course, but it would be difficult to find anybody that actually got a good look at her through the smoke that always seems to accompany her arrival.

After all, who would guess that she's charged with guarding the border in between worlds?

[Jasparla Xephyra]

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David.


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


The weapon.


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Male.


「 ａｇｅ 」


Appears 14.


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


June 28th.


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Homosexual.


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Bird? Human?


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Cyan, windswept as hell.


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Brown.


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


Light as a feather.


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


About average for his age.


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


Has wings as his arms, not on his back.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Humans.


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


He is a weapon. That's all.






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Flying and a keen sense of sight.


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


Incredibly adept at self-healing.


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ 」




Throwing darts - Usually tipped in a weak poison: a nonlethal dose.

Dagger - A small knife he keeps hidden in his left wing with a lethal dose of poison.

Dagger - A small knife he keeps hidden in his right wing with a nonlethal dose of poison.

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「 ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ 」


Song to the Moon


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


Playing darts
Singing
Cooking


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Singing
Cooking
Flying
Talking to people


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


Fire
Thunderstorms
Being left by himself


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


Never being able to fly again
Never being able to sing again
Disappointing somebody


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Good conversationalist - Never really worries about meeting new people. He's inherently a social kind of kid.

Curious - He wants to know everything about everything. He's that annoying kid who always asks "why?"

Stubborn - Once something is set in his mind, it's usually more trouble than it's worth to try and change that.

Showman - He likes to show off what he can do. Why bother practicing something if you won't show anybody?

Fearless - There's very little that can disturb this kid.

Dependant - Always needs to lean on somebody else.

This is how he generally acts in normal situations. Of course, his situation is far from normal.


「 ｂｉｏ 」


At first glance, David would look like either a halfling or a mystical, but he would deny both claims. In fact, he considers himself not to be human either. So how would he answer such a question? By saying that he's a weapon. It's as simple as that. David is blissfully ignorant of the differences between humans, halflings, and mysticals, but he still takes part in their disputes.

Of all of the supposed mystical and halfling sightings around many of the local towns, none have really described anything even remotely like David. Either he is more adept at hiding himself than anybody of his age should be, or he hasn't really been around the human world very long.

[Neve Corcair]

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“Уou may be deceived if you trust too much,

but you will live in torment unless you trust enough.”



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Conor Donovan


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


The Engineer


「 ｇｅｎｄｅｒ 」


Male


「 ａｇｅ 」


Thirty


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


November twenty third


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Asexual/Panromantic


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Human


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Dark brown, almost black, kept a little past his shoulders. He usually keeps it tied high and out of his face while he's working.


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Deep set and a deep sienna colored.


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


178lbs


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


6’2”


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


A large, hulking sort of man with a strange accent. He walks with an off balanced gait, which if one looks carefully enough can see is attributed to the prosthetic leg on his right side. He has a burnt umber colored circular tattoo on his left shoulder, and despite his intimidating presence there's a softness to his eyes. He often becomes engrossed in his work and forgets to shave, causing him to often have more scrubble on his chin then he'd like.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Neutral--he just wants to be left to care for his Fen and his machines.


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Engineer. Conor spends most of his time creating mechanical nic-naks and the sort. More often then not they don't do all that much, but he has been known to make multiple breakthroughs...

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He is very calculating and good at thinking on his feet─well, foot, and can quickly throw together a little tool out of nothing more than whatever parts he carries with him.


「 ｐｏｗｅｒｓ 」


None other than his brain!


「 ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ 」




Wrench - a heavy wrench that he's had for years. It's obviously well worn from use, but it doesn't make it hurt any less if someone's whacked with it.

Nikola - His pet creature known as a 'Fen'. He resembles almost a mixture of a cat and a lionfish with bright blue fur and yellow pattern markings, along with sharp spines on his back that are visible when threatened. The spines have a dangerous toxin that can cause paralyzation almost instantly, but Nikola's saliva works as an antidote if anyone is... mistakenly poisoned. While Nikola is very attatched to his person, he tends to view anyone else who gets too close as a threat. Despite his cute appearance contrasting Conor's own hulking one, Nikola is definitely the threat out of the two.

A 'Pocket Cannon' - a small fire-powered weapon of Conor's own design that can shoot projectiles. While it's very slow to reload and hard to use, it packs quite a punch. Even if one isn't hit in a critical point, you can be sure they'll be hurting after.

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「 ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ 」


Hairline Fracture


「 ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ 」


Tinkering; his hands are always busy with something mechanical
Reading; though usually people thing that literature and math are like hot and cold, sometimes sitting down with a intricate story helps calm his busy mind.
Puzzles; If someone gives him a good word puzzle or a tavern puzzle, he'll be a very happy camper.
Swimming; even if it's an arguably difficult hobby to do with one leg, he still enjoys cooling down in the water with Nikola after a long day.
Work; in the end, he's a bit of a workaholic and will usually choose to finish whatever project he's working on rather than 'relax'.


「 ｌｉｋｅｓ 」


☀His 'pet' fen, Nikola
☀Water─despite the fact that water is arguably not good for his inventions,
☀Caffeine─often finding himself working into the late hours of the night, caffeine has become his lifeblood. If one doesn't find himself with a good hot, energizing drink in his hand it's probably because he's asleep.
☀Metal─without it, he wouldn't have very much to work with now would he?
☀Art─he has a very analytic mind, so when it comes to art or anything artistic he comes short. Some argue that his creations are considered an art as well, as they can be just as beautiful themselves, but in his eyes they simply come down to mathematics.


「 ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ 」


☂Troublemakers, or those who decide to take it upon themselves to do what they feel is correct without checking over the facts.
☂Stubbornness, even if he can be a bit hardheaded himself. If people can't look on the opposite side of the spectrum without being pushed, he tends to get very agitated.
☂People with a lack of common sense
☂If things don't go the way they're supposed to
☂Intense heat


「 ｆｅａｒｓ 」


Becoming unable to continue his work again
Losing his family or his Fen
His inventions being used for the sole purpose of harming others. While he has created 'weapons' in the past, he never sells them or gives out the schematics, using them only for personal self defense or hunting.
No longer having new ideas, or reaching a dead end in his inventions
Though he would never admit it, Nikola turning on him or abandoning him


「 ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ 」


Observant - Don't do or say anything around Conor that you don't want him picking up on. Even if he doesn't point it out, he'll make a mental note of everything and store it away for when he needs it.

Patient - And let me tell you, those mental notes he makes can last for a lifetime. He has no problem waiting for things to turn out the way they should, and often times makes a point of out waiting those with far less patience. It's come in handy far more times than not, although it can get on other peoples nerves sometimes.

Adventurous - He loves travelling and investigating different cultures and people. Ideas can grow stale without any new introduction, and that just wouldn't do. Even though he does have a small home, he and Nikola don't spend much time in it.

Extroverted - Most of his energy comes from being around other people. The bigger the group, the more easygoing he is.

Faithful - Sometimes he gives almost a little bit too much trust in people, because he in return is so trustworthy. If he ever tells someone he's going to do something, you can bet your behind he'll do it.

Playful - While he can look more than a little intimidating, he's really quite a joker. Sometimes his humor can be a bit dry, which throws people off, but once one gets used to him he's pretty funny to be around and he loves trying to help calm down uneasy situations.

The Inventor has very little patience for those without any common sense, and it shows. While he's very understanding if the sake is pure lack of knowledge, if someone can't figure out something that should be obvious without help, he refuses to tell them. Otherwise, he never minds helping explain things to people who need it. He's known for being a huge softy towards children and animals, or those who look like they need the kindness in their lives. He can be a bit oblivious to people's intentions or feelings, and although he doesn't mean to can say things without thinking.


「 ｂｉｏ 」


If one were to ask Conor, he would say his life up until this point was pretty mediocre. He lived with his parents until a reasonable age that he moved out, learned his skill lied in anything mechanical. While still a relatively new form of creation without much history, Conor found it fascinating. Perhaps it was because it was such a new concept he found it interesting. Before long, he was keeping his home standing just thanks to whatever new invention or trinket he created and put on the market, or blueprint he sold to a laboratory. It filled with various forms of metalwork and the wood of his work shed warped from the steam, but he was happy.

Eventually, living alone where he worked would prove to be his downfall. As per usual, Conor was working late into the night with his latest invention. It was going to be a huge game changer, and it's size was bigger than anything he had worked on yet. It was almost proving difficult to manage just by himself, but he just kept repeating─just a little more. A little longer, and it would be finished. All he needed was more time and he could present it, and it had the chance to change how the world worked as they knew it. Reaching to attach a large part of it, Conor lost his footing on the stool he stood on, falling to the floor. That alone would have been perfectly fine and normal. The large man was clumsier than he looked and used to it, after all.

However, the piece that wasn't quite attached quickly fell after him, the heavy metal landing on his leg. Even with his deafening scream, he was far enough away from civilization to be heard. His desire to work alone to avoid bothering anyone with his creations became his downfall, and he was stuck under the piece until eventually passing out from the pain. It wasn't until the next morning when his Sister came to check on him that he had any help.

There was no way to save his leg as crushed as it was, and it had to be amputated. For months after, Conor fell into a deep depression. He felt there was no way to continue his life's work, and even looking at the machine he had been working so hard to complete that in turn maimed him made him sick. He hobbled around on crutches, unable to make more than a small toy let alone finish the work he had struggled so hard to create. One night, unable to sleep, he found himself floating in the small river nearby his house. The water proved to be one of the only places he had a 'normal' amount of mobility, being able to use his arms, and it eased the sadness that had overcome him.

Just as he decided he needed to leave, a small noise caught his attention. It was pathetic, almost a mewling, and he frantically looked around to find it's source. Finally, on the bank darkened with mud he noticed a splotch of bright blue. Swimming over until his arms couldn't serve the purpose of locomotion anymore, he dragged himself onto the bank to inspect the creature. It was small, the only legs it had two little stubs on the front of it's body. The poor thing looked starved, tho oddly enough it's fur hardly felt damp from the water. It almost seemed rubbery, as though the water helped more than harmed. Still, the creature was in obvious duress, and not wanting to leave it here to die Conor scooped it up in his arm the best he could, looking around for his crutches.

Finding them, he held the bundle of fur in his left arm and tucked a crutch under the other, determined to make it back to his home. The poor strange creature, scared and confused by the giant human holding it, lashed out with what little energy it had in it's little body. Small quills raised from his back, pricking Conor's arm. Luckily for him the creature wasn't fully grown, but before he could realize what was happening he started to lose feeling in the arm carrying it. He was smart enough to notice it wasn't hostile, just scared, and didn't want to abandon the creature just for that.

Struggling to keep his hold on baby with his arm numbing, he fumbled to switch sides, trying to hold it and his crutch as best he could. It was awkward and difficult, especially when his other arm started to numb, but in his relief his home came into view. Hobbling inside as best he could, he set the creature down on his kitchen table, trying to move his left arm with no success. Panic flooded his mind at the thought of losing another extremity, but at the moment he had bigger fish to fry. He hadn't struggled all the way here and lost the feeling in his arm just to abandon the creature now.

After some coaxing and figuring out what the creature would eat, he managed to calm it down, and tentatively scratched it's little head with the hand that still had some feeling in it. It seemed sheepish, having apparently enough sentience to realize that the giant human had helped and not hurt. It's little tongue darted out and licked over where it's spines had stung the human. Almost instantly Conor felt the partial numbness in his arm leave, and he looked at the strange thing in surprise before lifting his other arm onto the table as well.

Before long, the two were quick friends. It seemed the strange creature renewed some confidence in the inventor, and before long he was creating more contraptions once again, even making a passable artificial leg. It was likely Conor was drawn to the creature because it only had two legs, but that was a fact that quickly changed as it continued to grow. It seemed as though whatever the thing was, it grew insanely fast, even eating more than the much larger human did. Before long it stood past Conor's hip, refusing to leave his person despite being rehabilitated.

If anything, the small 'Fen' as Conor dubbed it rehabilitated him just as much as he did it. The 'Therapy Fen' was named Nikola, and was never far from the inventor as he worked on his creations, sometimes helping in whatever ways he could. Conor kept improving on his prosthetic leg until it was terrifyingly close to normal movement as a real leg would be. The two worked hard on 'their' inventions, mostly oblivious to the brewing war going on around them.

[Parth Makeo Here]

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「 ｎａｍｅ 」


Nahumar


「 ｔｉｔｌｅ 」


Amalgamation of Fright
Spirit of Fear


「 g e n d e r 」


Male


「 ａｇｅ 」


supposedly since the dawn of life...


「 ｂｉｒｔｈ ｄａｔｅ 」


Fourth of April (4/4)


「 ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ 」


Seems to not have one for the time...


「 ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ 」


Mystical


「 ｈａｉｒ 」


Black


「 ｅｙｅｓ 」


Purple yet known to also turn pure white on a full moon


「 ｗｅｉｇｈｔ 」


surprisingly, lighter than he appears.


「 ｈｅｉｇｈｔ 」


Four feet, Ten Inches


「 ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ 」


Nahumar shows no sign of aging and his human looking form is only to protect those from his true image that would otherwise inflict a never ending nightmare that only death could release them from. He is a lot older compared to his image. On his bare back, there is a third eye that is said to be what he could not cover during his time forming the human shell. He has since covered that area with gauze to pass as some fashion he has.


「 ａｆｆｉｌｉａｔｉｏｎ 」


Nahumar is neutral but wishes to help out both sides as much as he can.


「 ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ 」


Manages fear as well as aid other Mysticals.






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Nahumar has much knowledge of the various organisms and plants that live in the realm of the Mysticals. He also tends to be great at a long forgotten art....Alchemy. Specifically, brewing potions and creating flasks to cure what ales.


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Nahumar has the power to manipulate fear. He also commands a hoard of parasites that are shaped like purple rabbits and accompanied by two cat like shadows.


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Staff of Emotion - Etched with the seven symbols of his sibilings and himself, the staff of emotion is his primary weapon. Outside of combat, the staff helps to understand creatures that humans and even mystics could not understand. ranging from animals to even trees.
In combat, The seven emotions are tied to a certain element.
Fear is Shadow
Pride is Light
Sorrow is Water
Anger is Fire
Envy is Earth
Despair is Air
Violence is Spirit

Alchemedical Cauldron - Not really a weapon but a tool he carries in his bag that brings his alchemy lab with him on the go. It's not as powerful as what he has back home but it gets the job done. So there are some potions he can not make on the fly.

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Theme



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Making potions
Bringing smiles to people's faces
Understanding the human culture
eating chocolate



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Chocolate
Calm times
His sibilings
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Conflict
Being useless
His sister's madness
What actually happened those years ago...



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The only fear that fear itself can fear...is humans. Though he never shows it, he is frightened by their advancement.


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Calm - He never seems to raise his voice randomly

Gentle - Nahumar would never harm an innocent person or being.

Kind - Always glad to help those in need.

Wise - His years of life has gifted him with much knowledge

Nahumar also has this weird addiction to Chocolate....


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Nahumar is the eldest of Seven Spirits of Emotions. As such, he took it upon himself to help find their place in the world. Before the split of worlds, Nahumar and the rest would help those in need to curb their emotions or need to be aided otherwise. In return, they take a part of the negative emotion that plagued the person as a reward.
The other six are
Jera of Envy
Dimi of Despair
Sorina of Sorrow
Victani of Violence
Paru of Pride
And Anera of Anger

Yet after the split of the worlds, Nahumar realized that it was best to move from humans. Plenty of his time was spent mingling with the Mysticals and offering potions and flasks to those who need it. Known far and wide to be able to craft a special potion called the Phoenix Drop, Nahumar was regarded as a miracle worker. Many came to him for a special ailment no healer of the land could cure.

As time went on, he had soon reached the right requirements to be an elder of the land and be among a council of the most trusted individuals. His age alone cements his seat as Elder alone. Though many still give him a hard time for being a new representative, Nahumar showed his wealth of knowledge and skill each time.

However his time of rest, relaxation and joy would end when Anera slowly started to succumb to the anger and rage of her own power. He feared one day it would happen with how their powers worked and he sought to take her out before any conflict could begin. Sadly he failed and chased her to the other side. Determined to end it quick before it became worse.

In the human world, he would find many new discoveries and wonder what the humans have been up to since that day. But his disconnection with humans has made him unsure who to trust.

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Samael Abraxas Drystan
He has many names. The first was Samael as it meant “ venom of God”. The meaning of the name changed where he went. Originally the name came from another source. It was said that Samael was the third name of the Demiurge, creator of the imperfect material world. In this sense his name would mean. “ Blind god” as they considered him to be malevolent, spiritually ignorant and possibly blind because of his strange eyes. The second name came from the name of a demon one of lies and deceit, Abraxas because of the calamity that followed him. The Greek name means “ I will create as I speak.” This reflects his nature to bring chaos wherever he goes. His surname Drystan is a carry-over from his ‘former’ life but even it means “riot”.
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Psychotic Mastermind


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Obviously Male, sweetheart.


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20


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October 28th was when I came into being, came into this …this insight. I was given form March 22nd but in October I was given sustenance.


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Greysexual: I only occasionally experience sexual attraction. What can I say ? I have high expectations~
Aromantic- I don’t experience romantic attraction so don’t waste my time


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Valravn: Ravens of the slain. It is said that if they consume the flesh of someone of noble birth then they gain the power of speech. If they consume the heart of a child- they gain human form.


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Really dark brown or black depending on where you’re standing. Most people say black though…


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Again, it varies. Although most say black so it is safe to assume this as debating on the shades of brown is quite unnecessary. The only time it changes is when he’s furious or starving. In both cases his iris turns from black to maroon. It is a very subtle change which decreases in subtly as his hostility increases.


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145..ish?Well now, aren’t we noisy?


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5’9.


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Tattoo
Birthmark: none
Scar: As he had the tattoo BEFORE the scar, the visible evidence of it is fairly minimal. It is only truly noticeable up close.. [location: on the chest]
Fangs: They only show when he's sexually interested in something or furious..Mostly when he's furious



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Neither and yet not neutral. You see, I do love a good quarrel and this war is such and interesting game..


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Professional Escape Artist Massage Therapist

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Strange talent: People feel the desire (before they find out what he is) to tell him things. It's almost as if they are compelled to do so. Not that Samael minds, after all one can learn a lot from a loosed tongue.
Helpful talent: Samael is an excellent listener and is apt to use your own words....as weapons against the psyche. You can't be mad...you practically asked for it.
Battle related talent: He is excellent at finding opportune moments to disengage from the chaos he creates.Very strategic, wouldn't you say?


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Magic: Negation
He has the power of Negation which allows him to cancel out the powers of others so long as they are in proximity of his presence. This also works if he touches them or vice versa. This ability could deplete, decrease, or delete abilities and their tied memories of how to ordain occasional skills, i.e. drive a car, crack/hack codes, perhaps even a subject’s knowledge of how to use and control abilities). As the ability develops, it could even be used to delete rudimentary skills, like walking and speaking, making foes extremely clumsy. Luckily though, he isn't currently aware of its existence.

Shape-shifting:
Raven-His original form
Wolf- one of his rarely used ones
Human- uses more often than he'll admit to himself
Valravn [coloring/face] [-uses only if he needs to fight or intimidate


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Switchblade - Samael can't remember where he found it or what the significance of it is, but it has long since become an extension of himself. He uses it to cook with, to whittle images into random trees. It feels lighter and slices cleaner than the average blade but that's it. No special powers.

Poison - He found an old book on herbs, poisons and antidotes which has been abused with overuse. His knowledge of poison and all that it entails is rather extensive. However, it is rather tedious, takes time to prepare and 'share' the vial contents. They are subtle weapons which he relies on rather heavily.

Al Natural - These would be the weapons of his various forms. Valravn/Raven: beak/talons. Wolf- Fangs. As for his human form... he tries his best NOT to fight. The other forms work so much better...

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When You're EvilXXEverybody Loves SamaelXXDon't Mess with Me


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Wood-working: He finds it relaxing
Eavesdropping- You never know...this information could be worth something
Poison Creation (or anything herb related honestly)
Massages- It amazing how fast people open up to you
Flying- he's quite the little acrobat and is more than apt to showing off for an audience if he gets a chance
Cooking Also a hobby that he finds relaxing. He enjoys experimenting with ingredients and it's something that serves plenty of purpose ~


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Canines: I mostly enjoy their company because they are not cats. Hn, they are so playful
The Sound of Rain It is quite the pleasurable
Chaos Disruptive and glorious..
Music While I prefer the sounds of my own kind, there have been some human composers that have held my attention
Intelligent conversationIt's just so hard to find these days..


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Cats. Worthless piles of fur and manipulated affection- I've lost many a feather to their kind but we shall see who gets the last laugh..
Intimate touch: This is always earned, rarely given and never received. This sort of..action opens oneself to weakness.
Liars: I can appreciate a witty line but don't insult my intelligence by thinking I'll believe whatever you say
Thunderstorms Lightening. Thunder. Rain. #howaboutno
Surprises I don't like it especially being caught off-guard.


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Solitary Confinement: Isolation is an unsettling notion for him. While he doesn't mind being alone that is (generally) his own choice. If he were to ever experience such isolation he could be lost to the silence.
Aichmophobia.: (Fear of needles or pointed objects ) At the sight of one he grows quiet. It mostly bothers him when the needle held by someone else
Hypnophobia- Fear of sleep or of being hypnotized.
Mnemophobia- Fear of memories.
Scotomaphobia Fear of blindness in visual field


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Intuitive – Incredibly curious, he has an eerie compulsion to learn about everyone and everything (regardless of their consent). This keen sense of intuition helps him see the plain truth as he is the master of asking questions. But he doesn't accept answers at face value. In his mind, everyone is a liar until proven…no. They are still liars.

Vindictive - If you manage to pass his many 'tests' to prove your trustworthiness then you might win his favor. However, never make the mistake of crossing his path. Samael rarely forgives and tends to be more vengeful than otherwise. If you betray him you will never be able to gain his trust again (naturally) in your lifetime. As the cliché goes, he can be your best friend or your worst enemy.

Manipulative - It is an art form. He excels at creating a 'persona' or whatever the situation requires. It is both a trait and a talent as he prides himself in his ability to make people do whatever he desires..for the most part.

Obsessive - Pique his interest and you've found yourself a stalker. Samael finds many things intriguing and, being a lover of knowledge, just has to know. He's like that annoying five-year old pestering you with all the "Why? How? When?" 's. In his mind, there is no such thing as knowing too much.

Passionate - If he is doing something he really loves, he will put his heart and soul into it which becomes immediately evident. He loves passionately and he hates passionately. There is no middle ground.

Ambitious - Samael is highly ambitious. Despite not letting on about his goals, you can be certain that he desires to achieve them at any cost. He also has high standards regarding himself and other people. He demands high quality and refuses to lower his expectations.


Quirks

Birds of a feather - Ravens visit him every once and awhile as they recognize one of their own. They still share a comradery which is both a blessing and a curse.

Kraa- This is what he trills out if he is startled out of a deep concentration. Coming from his human mouth it is a mix of purr and a raven cry. It is quite the interesting sound and it makes him immediately self-conscious.


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Memories of my former life are few and fading. That which still lingers continues to haunt me. I can recall, during my juvenile years, being in a gang with other young ravens. At that time, late into October, we were foraging for food. Being opportunists we looked for anything that would satiate our hunger. I remember flying further than my companions having sought out the battlefield wasteland one of them had mentioned. Blood soaked and stained the earth turning the soil dark. Bodies were strewn across the land. Death had no preference nor limits as it claimed its victims. I too had a little preference as flesh was the same regardless of the owner. However, unlike as was per usual, this time was different. I don’t remember everything only a sensation. It was as if my eyes were opening for the first time. I was truly seeing the world. With each mouthful I felt more alive. But once I consumed the heart…

The world became louder. It spun wildly out of control. Images flooded my mind. These bodies…Humans and Mystics.. it was one of several that had occurred over the years. Memories of a human existence overwhelmed me and convinced me that I had been human the whole time; my life as a raven was an illusion. It had to have been.. It wasn’t long before I adopted their culture, customs and mannerisms. In doing so I gained adoptive parents who cared for me until my true nature was exposed.

I cannot recall what had triggered it. Why my eyes began to change or how I first shifted forms. All of that remains lost under the horrendous memories that followed. The people that once called me son labeled me evil. Scared they burned my body with sacred oil in hopes of cleansing me of the supposed demon possession. I remember starvation and wanting to disappear. When I escaped word quickly spread as did the rumors. All that I had wanted was for someone to tell me who I was and what I had become.

Eager were they to come to assumptions. Those that were human thought that what I had become was demonic. I was unwelcome to say the least. I had thought then that the Mystics would accept me. After all, the humans despised them as well. Once again I was wrong. Unnatural. Cursed. The list of labels goes on but the ending was always the same. I was unwelcome. Exiled I finally came to the Halflings which, despite not being overjoyed by my presence, didn’t completely rebuke me…