Emory Academy OOC & Profiles

[Lady Hetsura]

Masters

HEADMASTER:
Hello. My name is [Valencia Emory], but I prefer to be called [Em]. I am [some centuries old, but appear around 25 to most], and the last time I looked down I confirmed that I am a [woman]. I am a [cloud spirit] with the power of [defensive and light magik]. I am roughly [5' 8" and around 120lbs]. But all you really want to know about me is my past right? Well...

[I was, of course, born in a village of clouds, in the sky. Therefore, up until I decided to join in the war, I remained untouched by human weaponry and did not see my loved ones die. In my safe heaven of clouds, all I had to do was watch.

It wasn't until I saw a human soldier mercilessly slaughter a group of small Diabo children that I finally chose to leave my home and join my fellow legendarys in battle. In the army, I saw a lot of death. I did not enjoy killing anyone. But, at first, I felt that the humans were wrong for ignoring our existence. I felt that they deserved to die, that I was passing judgement for the good of the legendarys like me.

After two years, I was convinced otherwise. Perhaps they were still wrong for what they did, but does that mean we are to punish them with terror and death? I did not feel that that was my decision to make.

I created the academy, along with two of my comrades, in order to educate and train the young legendarys whose fate was to decide the answer to this question. .]

People say that I'm [sympathetic, understanding, and ruthless], but I don't know. Oh, give me [rainy days, piano, and a pear] and I'll love you forever, but give me [disrespect, rudeness, or a bug] and I might just smite you.

MAGIKS MASTER:

Hello. My name is [Thomas Beleren], but I prefer to be called [Thom]. I am [129.] years old, and the last time I looked down I confirmed that I am a [male]. I am a [elf] with mastery over [all magiks]. I am roughly [5'8" and 118 lbs]. But all you really want to know about me is my past right? Well...

[I lived in the forest long ago, with my community. I was considered powerful among them, learning the magiks, and was respected. I started learning about other ways my power could be used, but the others did not like my ideas. I wanted to help fight against the humans, rather than simply offering healing to those I could. The other elves decided I violated their 'creed' against weilding magic against another sentient being.

I left them as much as they left me. I had been stripped of all rank and possesions, left with only my magik and the clothes on my back. I destroyed all who stood in my way in ablind fury. I fought my way free of the forests that had been my home, and would never return again. I had become a hunting target among the elves to be killed on sight if I was spotted in heir forests.

I found Emory some time later, or rather, she found me. Thus hunted, I fled, until I met up with her. When we first met, I nearly decided to try and destroy her as well. We decided that we could help each other, thought, when I saw that she hada no desire to fight me. I would teach her students, and she provided something for me to focus on. Along with one other, we founded this school, for the good of the coming generations.]

People say that I'm [quiet, reserved, and analytical], but I don't know. Oh, give me [sweets, fruits, and theories about magik] and I'll love you forever, but give me [meat or distractions] and I might just blast you.

WEAPONS MASTER: NEEDED


Hello. My name is [Axel ia Rein(family name is Flannery Johnston)]. I am [100] years old, and the last time I looked down I confirmed that I am a [female]. I am a [darfk] with the powers of [illusion, fortune telling ]. I am roughly [5’ 6” and 130lbs]. But all you really want to know about me is my past right? Well...

[The mother darfk of my family was named Flannery Johnston. So that’s somewhat like a last name for me, but I go by my chosen name Axelia Rein. Flannery Johnston can only provide to people how advanced my powers are, and they’re not anything super-elite. My chosen name gives more insight into who I am. That’s why I prefer to use it.
I’ve never fought in the war, only acted as an ambassador between humans and legendarys. Personally, I dislike the humans. Being the product of harmony between the two groups, I can barely understand what harm humans see in legendarys. Why can’t they have what they deserve?
And I, darfks like me, condemned by humanity because we are “witches” or “satanists.” Our human roots give us more understanding of the situation the world is in, but no more mercy for either side. I choose to fight for legendarys. ]

People say that I'm [violent, a bit out-there, and tough ], but I don't know. Oh, give me [sweets, darkness and good old fashioned magic ] and I'll love you forever, but give me [bright light, idiot humans, or rainy days ] and I might just smite you.  

[Lady Hetsura]

Seeds

Hello. My name is [Marcus Artur Wolfe], but I prefer to be called [Wolfy]. I am [17] years old, and the last time I looked down I confirmed that I am a [male]. I am a [son of Apollo (demigod)] with the power of [healing by touch]. I am roughly [5'9" and 154 pounds]. But all you really want to know about me is my past right? Well...

[I was born to Jennifer Osmond Wolfe and Apollo, Greel god of music, prophesy, medicine, and the sun. I have seen my father only twice in my life, which is more than I can say for my younger sister. She is four years younger than I, and incredibly accident prone. Her father left us behind. Because of what I am.

We never let my sister know about what I could do, my mother and me. I guess we were scared that she would run off, what with all of her human friends talking about their fathers fighting the supernaturals. I only wanted to stay hidden, to keep them safe.

I lived with my mother and half-sister on a mountain in Colorado. We stayed there for some time, hiding from those who wanted to take me from my family. However, my sister recently took sick. My mother had to take her down from the mountain to seek aid, as father cannot intercede in the lives of mortals, at least not humans, and not in an obvious way.

While they were gone, some people came. I recognized them as my sister's friends. It seemed that they had somehow figured me out. They found our cottage empty, and burned it. When they had gone, not finding me, I asked my father for help. He told me of this school, and charged Pegasus to carry me there safely..]

People say that I'm [friendly though easy to anger], but I don't know. Oh, give me [chocolate, music, my flute, or storms] and I'll love you forever, but give me [seafood, interruptions, or corrections] and I might just ask father to smite you.

Hello. My name is Valoel, but I prefer to be called Val. I am 17 years old, and the last time I looked down I confirmed that I am a male. I am an Angel with the power of Air. I am roughly 5'10" and 140 pounds. But all you really want to know about me is my past right? Well...

Valoel is one of the oldest angels around, however, upon descending to earth, he had to take on a physical form. He's been on earth for 17 years now, so he's adopted that number as his age, because his actual age would be beyond comprehension in linear time. Val came down to earth to not only assist the Legendary's but to try and end the war between them and the humans. Among his kind, Valoel was one of the most Adept as using Air Magik. However, upon adopting a physical form, he has since has to re-train his abilities, so he decided to attend Emory's School for the Rest.

People say that I'm Patient, Quiet, Protective, Opinionated, Stubborn, Kind, and Caring., but I don't know. Oh, give me Friendship, Honesty, or a book and I'll love you forever, but give me Lies and I might just smite you.

Hello. My name is [Naoto Emory]. I am [a couple decades old, but I appear around 15] to most people, and the last time I looked down I confirmed that I am a [boy]. I am a [cloud spirit] with the power of [defensive and light magik]. I am roughly [5' 5", and 100lbs.] But all you really want to know about me is my past right? Well...

[I was born a few years before the events leading to the war. I lived with my mother in the sky, watching. When she left to join the army, I was stricken with grief and worry. It was then that my powers shown. I had no one to teach me how to master them, since my b*****d father wasn't around. I lost many friends to the war, other more vulnerable spirits. I'm lucky that human weaponry couldn't touch me.

When my mother and her friends created the academy, I was overjoyed. This was somewhere that others like us could find solace, where young inexperienced legends like I would learn to use our powers to our fullest! So this is my home..]

People say that I'm [just like my mother, kind, and compassionate, but I'm mch shyer than she is!] Oh, give me [large clouds, wind, and soft music] and I'll love you forever, but [be mean, loud, or childish] and I might just smite you.

Hello. My name is [Roshlev Irkeck], but I prefer to be called [nickname,

optional]. I am [ 18 ] years old, and the last time I looked down I

confirmed that I am a [male]. I am a [Demon] with the power of

[Fire Magik]. I am roughly 6 foot and 180 pounds. But all you really want

to know about me is my past right? Well...

[I'm a wanted criminal, In the Demon world that is. That's the reason i'm

here in this "human world", Which I Don't like, I find the Demon world to be a

much more peaceful place. In our kingdom there were no random murders. If you

had a problem with a person you settled it With a death match in the coliseum.

My parents are dead in case you were wondering. Because... I killed them after

they threatened to turn me in after I pulled off the biggest heist in the entire

demon world. I singlehandedly stole everything out of the entire Royal Armory

and put it in a secret location that only I know about. Which I have acess to

thanks to a jewel in my necklace I wear at all times. But now the entire demon

world is after me forcing me to hide out in this place as a normal teenager. I

used to live in russia following a group of nomads. Or at least they appeared to

be nomands on the service herding raindeer across the country, but in actuality

they were really a group a roaming thieves, so I fit right in.

But after finding out about this school I decided to come here. But don't

even begin to think that I have changed my ways. I'm still a huge thief, But you

will never know it was me..]

People say that I'm [Greedy, violent, but deep down a kind person, and

Musical (plays many instruments)], but I don't know. Oh, give me [give me

Money, your respect, and apples] and I'll love you forever, but give me

[A reason to not like you, or your disrespect] and I might just smite

you.

Hello. My name is [Audrea Beaudelaire]. I am [17] years old, and the last time I looked down I confirmed that I am a [female]. I am a [Demon] with the power of [Shadow Manipulation]. I am roughly [6'0 and 130 lbs]. But all you really want to know about me is my past right? Well...

[I grew up in Lille, France with seven older brothers. I had a good life as a child, but blending in with the crowd was difficult. I've always been tall and pale. I noticed my special abilities when I was ten, and began to use them more and more as I grew older.
My mother told me about my race when I was 13. It answered all my questions about why I was so different. From then on, I traveled with my older brother, Acel, to hide my identity and who I was. He taught me most of what I know about myself and my powers. His were just like mine, not to mention the fact he was just like me.
When we were living in London, Acel got in a terrible car accident and didn't stay on Earth for much longer after that. I was 15 at the time, and living on my own was hard. Not only was I still hurting from his loss, I turned to self mutilation to try and cover the pain.
I didn't realize how much it was hurting me until I almost died of blood loss when I wrapped a string around my arm and pulled. I was rushed to a hospital before I could reject, but "escaped" before they found out what I was. Made my way around the world until i found this school and decided to start a new life..]

People say that I'm [quiet and kept to myself], but I don't know. Oh, give me [chocolate or a good book] and I'll love you forever, but give me [spicy foods or a smart-a** remark] and I might just smite you.

Hello. My name is [Rowen Darkchild], but I prefer to be called [the Cybernetic Assassins-grade Tech-soldier, or C.A.T; conversely, Ro]. I am [aesthetically nineteen] years old, and the last time I looked down I confirmed that I am a [female]. I am a [cyborg] with the power of [electricity magic and mech creation]. I am roughly [5'7'', 97.5 kg]. But all you really want to know about me is my past right? Well...

[My past isn't so interesting. I was created about five years ago. Once, I was a flesh and blood being known as Rowen Darkchild. Who that person was, human or otherwise, what her life was beyond that of a warrior...none of that is known to me. But some gruesome fate befell her, almost spelled her end. However, as she lay dying on a field of some battle for heaven knows what, she was 'saved' by another. A human mechanist by the name of Eli Rush. Rush was a creator of Jenovans, androids and possessed dolls, developed specifically for combat purposes. What his plans where, not even who I am now knows. But the Rowen from then, with some of her final words, agreed to aid him in his greatest endeavor:

To create a non-alien Jenovan being utilizing true flesh and blood parts. A cyborg. And he succeeded.

The person known as Rowen Darkchild died that day...to be replaced by another, better version: the Cybernetic Assassins-grade Tech-soldier, C.A.T. The only thing from her I retained were her combat abilities, her proficiency with weapons and knowledge of battle tactics. It matters not for me. I was created as a weapon, to be used, to fight and kill. But even with these, and the powers granted to me as a Jenovan...it wasn't enough. I would have some direction, however; whether the province of being made to look like previous Rowen, or simply from the aesthetic choices made by Rush in my looks, I was enrolled in Emory Academy. There, I would learn the ways of war.

And that suited me just fine.]

People say that I'm [stoic, unapproachable, ruthless, coldly logical, bloodthirsty, a mystery], but I don't know or frankly care. Oh, give me [a good fight, weapons (especially guns and knives), a chance to kill something, solitude, something mechanical to fix or tinker with] and I'll love you forever, but give me [needless problems or trouble, stupidity and ignorance, weakness, anything useless] and I might just exterminate you.

 

[Lady Hetsura]

Teams

[To be determined after the tournament.]

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Team Beleren
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Team Rein
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