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 Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:16 am
TABLE OF CONTENTSPage 1
Freshmen
♦ Asmodai
♦ Lily
♦ Lucas Greene
♦ Novalie Shea
♦ Astrid Sorensen
Page 2
Sophomores
♦ Anna Silver
♦ Darren Whitten
♦ Kieran Law
♦ Malik Vargsen
♦ Noaz Attor
♦ Noctus
♦ Antonio Amorini
Page 3
Juniors
♦ Genesis Amaia
♦ Kabir Attor
♦ Renee Esi
♦ Rumi Seville
♦ Theodora Asterius
♦ Viveka LaCroix
Page 4
Seniors
♦ Bernard Alberich
♦ Deja Bealorus
♦ Faye Eldur
♦ Melody Martinez
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:24 am
FRESHMENxxxxxxxxAcademy Registryxxxxxxx  Basic Information
Name: Asmodai (Az-moh-die)
Nickname: ASMODAI THE GREAT and/or POWERFUL. Or Azzy. Or Asmo.
Role: Freshmen
Electives: Dance
Clubs & Sports: Student Council, Culinary Club, Martial Arts, Music Club
Physical Information
Species: Djinni
Powers: Wish granting - grants wishes of whoever holds her vessel, within certain limitations. She feels compelled to fulfill wishes, but can sometimes resist.
General magic - Can access a certain quality of magic when she's not specifically fulfilling a wish. Most of it affects her own appearance, or else is akin to illusions. The magic itself is inconsequential, but that doesn't mean she can't use it to a greater effect.
Semi-autonomous - Can manipulate her own vessel, including moving it where she pleases, and taking it back from a master if need be. This is what facilitates her ability to resist granting a wish.
Omnilingual - can speak the language of anyone who speaks to her.
Origins: Realm of the Djinn, entering Earth through Jerusalem
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bi-curious
Age: Uknown. Appears as 16 years old.
Birthday: Unknown. Initially arrived during the Crusades.
Height: 5 ft.
Weight: 25 lbs.
Personal Information
Personality: Asmodai has a very bubbly personality. She likes to make friends, and she tries to be nice. She has a tendency to push around weaker-willed people, but will happily follow along with a favourable master. She considers herself to be a manipulator of situations and people, but has been known to be manipulated, herself.
Bio: Asmodai's history is a long one, officially starting in a time unknown, though her story only begins to get interesting when she was summoned to our realm during the crusades. She spent about a year there, the longest she'd spend outside of her vessel until more recent times. Between then and now, she would be summoned a few more times, but would never be outside for long. Without proper practice in wish-granting, she never quite got a handle on her magic. All but a very few of her masters would escape dealings with her unharmed, if they were so lucky to be alive after all.
Jump forward several centuries, and Asmodai's vessel, an item with a power all its own to move where it might be found, made it's way to the attic of a deceased couple. Their only daughter, left to sort through their estate, nearly had a heart attack when she tried to polish a pretty little perfume decanter and a thick blue smoke billowed out. When she recovered, Asmodai offered her standard, three wishes. The woman thought for a while, before wishing that the djinni befriend her. She was lonely, with the passing of her parents in the recent years. It was a simple request. Hard to screw up. But not impossible.
After that, Asmodai lived with the woman whom she'd learn to call 'Mother.' The djinni fell in love with the small woman. Her mother raised her like a child, taught her the ways of the current world, and how things were when she was a child herself. But she couldn't learn magic in the woman's care.
Several years passed before Mother would make another wish. She grew sick, and asked that Asmodai heal her. The djinni managed to cure the sickness, but in doing so she destroyed her mother's immune system. She caught many illnesses and was bedridden. No doctor could help her.
Asmodai begged for her mother to let her try one more time to help. Mother called her adopted daughter to her side and, knowing Asmodai would have to leave after granting her last request, she wished for Asmodai to go where she could truly learn her magic, and anything else that she could. Rather than try to save herself, Mother sent her away and, in doing so, granted Asmodai a small form of freedom to master her abilities. In order to fulfill this wish, her vessel appeared at Lubchenko.
Hobbies: Meeting new people, practicing magic, and tricking others
Likes: boys and girls, especially of the human variety, and animals
Dislikes: Won't tolerate even being asked to raise the dead, and binding spells such as a Ta'wiz would be a problem for her
Fears & Weaknesses: Asmodai can be wished out of her position as a djinni (wishes for her freedom or for the power of the djinni will result in the wisher taking her place as the genie of the so-called lamp, and for Asmodai to take on a similar role as the wisher), certain types of exorcisms can hurt her, and she can be killed by a silver blade dipped in lamb's blood
Off the Record
Secrets: Asmodai is at Lubchenko to learn how to skew wishes in her favour, monkey paw-style
Other: Asmodai has a third eye - a fleshy piece of skin, like a mole, on her forehead that often glows, and lines all over her body which glow a faint blue. She can change her appearance through magic, but she always wears her pair of gold manacles in some way, no matter her form.
Theme Music: Fine - Lemon Demon, You Don't Know What Love Is - The White Stripes
Username: ZeKiwiOfTheNorth
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:25 am
xxxxxxxxAcademy Registryxxxxxxx  Basic Information
Name: Lily
Nickname: Lily is fine.
Role: Freshman
Elective: Basics of Healing
Clubs & Sports: Green and Nature Club
Physical Information
Species: Unicorn (well technically, a Uni-taur)
Powers:
Magical Healing - The unicorn's specialty is the healing power of their horn. Lily can purify water and dispel poisons. Because of this, she is impervious to venom and poisons that affect humans and most organic creatures.
Other Species-Based Abilities - Additionally, Lily can see in the dark to hide from her predators, and speaks to animals.
Origins: She was born in Ireland but her lineage is from Scotland.
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Lesbian, though she isn't quite aware of that yet.
Age: 284 years old.
Birthday: March 25th
Height: 6' 9" (Hoof to Head)
Weight: 250 lbs
Personal Information
Personality:
Lily is a very quiet creature, for the most part. She makes friends with woodland creatures very easily, but seems to struggle with socializing with her own kind...or, anything else for that matter. She is kindhearted and whimsical, something she got for her mother. Though she has not been faced with sadness, she knows what fear is all too well. Just like a young mare, she is easily frightened and has a tendency to buck first, look later.
Bio:
Unicorns are a species that mate for life, like other beautiful and graceful creatures of this world. Her mother, Azalea, and father, Birch, were inseparable, and gave their little foal as much love as they could muster. However, her father was blessed with gorgeous wings that allowed his family to roam freely between the lush forests of their home and the tall skies they used to predict the future. Each night, Lily's parents would teach her the secrets of the stars -- they told the future, for all to see as clear as day.
Traveling was not the easiest thing in the universe. Her father was having difficulty carrying two unitaurs in his arms, especially as his young daughter grew. When she had become too large to transport in a single trip with her mother, Birch decided that their travels through the skies had to come to an end, and the rest of their adventures would have to continue on hoof. They had gotten to Greenland and had to bare the cold until the wintery animals guided them to green forests.
They had awoken one morning to a dove offering a piece of dead leaf that had been rolled up. Within its curved figure, were mysterious scribbles that they could not understand. Dove had explained to them that this was an invitation to some school -- which, admittedly, was a poor word to use towards creatures who knew no concept. It had been described as a place for other creatures of magic to congregate safely. Birch would have no part in this clear trap, and escorted his herd away from the threatening dove.
Fortunately, they had run into another family of unitaurs that had a son! Birch and Azalea were overzealous to meet Oak, Hydrangea, and their son, Sycamore. Their children were immediately paired up and expected to get along for mating purposes, but the mothers were the romantic types and still wanted to watch the genuine emotions bloom like Springtime flowers. Even at her young age, she understood the importance of their union of herds and the she was expected to assist in repopulating their species with Sycamore. She was fully prepared for this...until her mother dreamily talked about the butterflies in her stomach upon seeing her mate, Birch.
Sycamore had done everything right by the Unicorn courting culture. He was genuinely sweet and assisted her with berry picking responsibilities during breakfast. He happily introduced her to his own woodland friends and acted as the ideal mate. Unfortunately, those butterflies never fluttered within Lily, and she could not shake the crippling guilt that she would be a disappointment to her entire family. She tried to accept his advances, but ended up pushing him away because she did not feel right about lying to him. It would had been different if he solely sought to mate for repopulation purposes, but she knew he had the butterflies for her.
Within a few months, Lily stopped taking his carefully picked flowers, stopped gazing at the sky together, and went to sleep before the rest of the group to avoid being left to wish him good night. One evening, as the sun had gone down, she wished upon the brightest star in the sky. She wished for a place where she could run to that would accept her for all her faults and not disgrace her. She wished to find the one who would make the butterflies flutter, so she could be happy with the one she would spend the rest of millennia. Unicorn legend states that if the star that is wished upon fell, then the wisher must gallop to where it lands to see their wish come true.
That night, her star fell. Right into Lubchenko.
Hobbies:
- Quiet strolls around the forest
- Picking Flowers to decorate herself
- Reading the Stars
Likes:
- Woodland Creatures
- Fresh dew on newly bloomed flowers
- Sugar
- Bright Colors
Dislikes:
- Citrusy fruits, especially lemons
- The smell of death
- Carnivores
Fears & Weaknesses:
- Having her horn cut from her forehead
- Humans, and generally anything that could eat a unicorn
- Steep hills
Off the Record
Secrets: She once watched a human child drown in a cold lake. Her instincts told her to leave the young predator to die by nature's harsh hand, but her heart longed to rescue him. He was small...oh so small and pure. In the end, she turned away, and the night continues to haunt her conscious.
Other: Her horn is a total length of 12" from the base of her forehead to the sharpened tip.
Theme Music:
"Recession" by Vienna Tang
Username: Naturana
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:25 am
Yellow etc xxxxxxxxx▀X▀X▀ xxxxxxxxxAcademy Registry ▀X▀X▀xxxxxxxxx
Why, hello, my name is Lucas Basil Greene, but you can call me Luc. I happen to be a human, but don't judge me from that. I'm attending Lubchenko Academy as a Freshman.
I was born in Canada on January 2, 1998, which would make me fifteen years old. I'm five feet, eight inches tall and weigh one hundred and thirty-two pounds. I also have a scar running horizontally across my chest, and a faint scar running vertically down the back of my neck that make me stand out from the rest.
In case it wasn't obvious, I'm a male, and I happen to like beautiful, beautiful women.
I have these nifty powers that you might see from time to time; Plant Manipulation (which allows me to manipulate and grow plants, along with feeling whether a plant is healthy or sick) and a bit of Miasma Emission - it's certainly not bad breath ladies! It's just that sometimes ... people feel a bit lethargic (you won't fall asleep or anything, you might want to sit down or something, though), or a bit sick to their stomach (don't worry, you won't vomit!) when I lose control of it, w-which, I assure you, is not all that often. My powers also fluctuate in effectiveness and strength, with how much sunlight and water I've had recently.
Here's a little bit about me; When I was in my mother's womb, I apparently had a life-threatening condition. My father and uncle - partners in all sorts of scientific research (I wasn't one to be all too intrigued in the details), found a way to treat me. My powers manifested rather early on as a toddler. My Miasma Emission would often cause my uncle and my parents quite a bit of trouble at first, but with my mother's encouragement, I was able to control my breathing to not produce the effects. My plant manipulation took a bit longer to at least not be a nuisance. We ended up not having any house plants for awhile, for fear of it growing spontaneously. You would think that my family would have a hard time dealing with a child with supernatural abilities, but they were quite calm and accepting of it. In some ways, I felt as though they were very much aware of the supernatural world, despite not having any powers of their own.
My uncle lived with me and my parents, given that he partnered up with my father in their research. Honestly, as a child, I was quite intimidated by my uncle. He would remind me to not let the powers get to my head, and that my abilities weren't 'of the natural word'. As a child, I often perceived it as him not accepting my abilities. After all, just because it wasn't 'normal', didn't mean it was 'not natural', right?
My father is a rather charismatic man, and hardworking too. My father always told me that no scientific problem he ever worked on was as difficult as it was to get my mother to even notice him at first. Charm, confidence and wit. That was what he needed to be with the woman of his dreams, and that has been something that I've worked towards emulating.
From what I can remember, my mother was an accountant, however, around the time I was a toddler, she became sick more often, to the point where she had to leave her job. At first we weren't sure what was causing her illness, until my father came to the conclusion that it was connected to my condition. When I was ten, my mother died. I remembered feeling the weight of responsibility fall down upon my shoulders. It was my condition that killed her. My father - who internalized much of his own grief - assured me though, that I wasn't the one at fault, and that I shouldn't blame myself for something that I had no power to prevent.
Roughly one year after my mother's death, my uncle moved to another city. I would not hear about him for a few years, when news came that he had been killed. Once more, my father internalized much of his grief. I could never really read sadness from his eyes, but I was sure of it. When he left for a few days to confirm the body, I had received a very intriguing package. In it contained a metal object resembling dog tags used in the military. On it was the writing, "PRJX-PM2". Along with the object was a very short report. Much of it was in scientific jargon, but the parts that I did understand were enough to lead me to a rather shocking revelation: my powers were the effect of the 'treatment' that had saved my life all those years ago.
I was an experiment - a test for a treatment that seemed to be aimed more at me getting powers rather than curing my condition. Perhaps it was a stroke of luck, or fate, or perhaps something .. else, but the treatment was enough to kill two birds with one stone. My condition had been treated and I obtained powers as a result of it. I got to live, and they got their experiment, so why did it bother me? I didn't want to talk to my father about it. I felt as though he kept it a secret from me for a reason. In a way, I grew suspicious of him.
Another part of the report that caught my eye, were references to 'prior subjects', with an emphasis on "PRJX-PM1 (RE)". This one in particular was referred to as a 'highly similar subject' with 'less than promising results'. Was I really Plan B in my own father's experiments? Honestly, I didn't like thinking about these things, and yet for the months that followed, they were all I could think about.
My salvation came in the form of a letter, from Lubchenko Academy. At first I thought it was some college trying to advertise their related collegiate, but once the words 'Gifted' and 'Supernatural' came up, I knew very well that it was no simple advertisement. No, there were others like me - others with abilities. Perhaps among them was someone who ... faced similar struggles. Unlike the report, I was quick to show the letter from Lubchenko to my father. Throughout my life, my father had always been supportive of me developing my abilities. After reading the report, I realized that it was because my achievements with my powers were very much his own by extension. He was quick to let me go to Lubchenko, to be around people who would accept my powers.
I'm often described as being ... well, some people say I'm a bit self-centered, but I think it's just confidence. After all, how else would I be able to charm the ladies? Speaking of charm, it's something that I picked up from my Father. He had always said that to get an amazing woman, a man would have to prove himself in a fine mix of charm, wit, and confidence, much like a recipe. I'm not one to shy from a chance to talk with a pretty girl. Some have told me that I can get a bit tongue-tied, but that's probably because I'm so, uh ... a-astounded by their presence. Really though, I think I'm a bit of a smooth talker for the most part. That I'm sure of. My mother used to say that I have a soft-side though. Probably because I might have cri-- had a tear-jerking moment with some really powerful movies. Sensitivity is a good characteristic to have a bit of, anyways.
I can usually be found doing walks through forests and gardens, writing .. poems, yes, for that special someone, and reflecting upon life as I .. rest .. beneath a tree when I have some spare time.
These are a few of my favorite things; a good cup of tea - with lots of honey of course, colourful gardens, and beautiful women ... and video games too, but not too often, it's so, er, childish.
However, these can stay far away; creepy laboratories, people who are always acting so cold, and people don't appreciate a bit of fun.
Worst of all, these stop me in my tracks; fire - kind of obvious, especially around innocent plants (I can feel it too, sometimes), lack of light (mainly sunlight) for unusually long periods of time, lack of water (and by extension, very dry weather). The effectiveness of my powers do fluctuate with how much sunlight and water I myself get, so these are things I need to watch out for.
I tend to always have an identification tag of sorts (similar to that of a dog tag), labeled PRJX-PM2 that I typically wear around my neck, and a red rose that I keep as fresh as possible through my powers in my possession throughout the day.
When I hear The Bomb by Pigeon John, Yonaka ni Kaita Love Letter by Home Made Kazoku and It's You by Super Junior (it's heartfelt, even if I require translations!), I can't help but think it's my theme song.
I'm swearing you to secrecy about how I'm not particularly upset that my Uncle died - especially after reading that report..
There is someone putting thoughts into my head. I think their name is Yellow etc.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:26 am
xxxxxxxxAcademy Registryxxxxxxx  Basic Information
Name: Novalie Shea (Nah-va-lee Shay)
Nickname: Nova
Role: Freshman
Electives: Dance
Clubs & Sports: Music Club
Physical Information
Species: Star
Powers: Novalie is an empath, and has the gift of chance, probability and luck, as well as the ability to find lost things.
Origins: Celestial Heavens
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Demisexual
Age: Unknown
Birthday: She fell from the sky on December 5.
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 101 lbs.
Personal Information
Personality: Novalie is a dreamer, bright, intuitive, and open. She strives for the happiness of others, but her every step is haunted by the fear that she's done something wrong. The conventions of the heavens are few and far between, and though she's watched the earth from a distance for many hundreds of years, distant is what it was. Now that she's here, with actions that have equal and opposite reactions, she's afraid of what could happen should she make a mistake.
Bio: Her existence has been long, longer than she can say she remembers. Novalie slept for many years. She was awake for many years, off and on as she pleased. The heavens were her home, drifting in cool, swirling light. It was quiet, dark and vast, but she wasn't alone. There were other stars. Some near, some far. She could feel them around her, keeping her warm, shimmering with laughter when Peter was telling his jokes. The Earth rotated below her...or maybe above her... She couldn't recall much about the humans who lived there, except the wanting to guide their way to something good, and maybe a little...unexpected.
That's what Novalie was, a guiding star. A finding things star. A granting hopes star. People looked up to her for guidance when they were lost and searching for something more. Children who fell out of their cribs followed her light to places of fantasy and adventure. In her many years, however, she had never been called to descend--until she heard the wish.
Her world shifted. Tilted. Shook. It rolled inside out and folded in on itself. Novalie was pulled apart and squished together at the same time. The Earth rushed toward her faster than anything she could ever imagine, and she braced her arms against it. She had arms.
Novalie fell to the planet she had once observed from afar. She never burned brighter than the moment right before she struck the ground. People looked up to her when they were lost and searching for something more. Now she was the lost one.
Hobbies: Dancing | Stargazing | Swimming
Likes: Music | Candles | Company
Dislikes: Eating | Mornings | Reading
Fears & Weaknesses: Novalie fears witches most. They have been known to eat fallen stars to steal their life force, hoping to gain eternal youth and beauty.
Off the Record
Secrets: Novalie is the second star to the right.
Other: Novalie has pointed ears and eyes that reflect the night sky. She also glows with varying intensity depending on her mood.
Theme Music: Fairy Dance
Username: street riot
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:27 am
xxxxxxxxAcademy Registryxxxxxxx  Basic Information
Name: Astrid Sorensen (a**-trid Soar-EN-Sen)
Nickname: Astrid
Role: Freshmen
Elective: Dance
Clubs & Sports: Garden/Nature club
Physical Information
Species: Huldra
Powers: Healing abilities that can range from reviving dead plant life or even healing terminal illnesses along with cuts and scrapes or broken bones, memory transference as a form of non-verbal communication, superhuman speed and strength, she also has the ability to grant good or bad luck to a person.
Origins: Norway
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Age: Sixteen
Birthday: January 14th
Height: Five-foot, four inches
Weight: Ninety-eight pounds
Personal Information
Personality: Astrid can be pretty cautious when it comes to humans. She doesn't like them after what had happened before she came to Lubchenko. She feels that even if they are different, they will hate the unknown and the different. She has a strong sense of independence and she trusts her gut above all else. However, she can come across as mean because of being so guarded. She isn't exactly soft underneath the hardened exterior, either. But, she wants to be herself and be free. She wants to be able to do what she wants, when she wants. And since she lives by the beat of her own drum, she can be perceived as being cool to be around. Because of what she is, she can be flirtatious with people she is comfortable with.
Bio: Astrid was born deep within the forests of Norway. Away from people and civilization. However, it was clear that she was different. Huldra have the ability to shapeshift into humans, but Astrid appeared to be human-like all the time. It became clear that her mother hand spent time with a human, which was not uncommon, but there was tradition that had went with it. When Astrid was still a baby, they let the forest to live with her father. Per tradition, her mother had to marry her father, despite being only half in love with the man. The village that they lived in was small, and she had to take the bus to a different town to go to school once she was old enough to go. As far as the other kids at her school knew, Huldra were just a fairy tale. And she had to keep her tail hidden, the only sign she had of being a creature of the forest.
She hid what she was, as much as she hated it. She thought that she was beautiful, her mother and father thought she was beautiful. So why hide? When she was close to highschool age, she started taking interest in boys. And her mother became worried for her safety and well-being. When Astrid started dating a boy, she waited before she revealed who she was. It was close to the end of the year, and she showed her tail to him. He was terrified of her, finding out that the stories were real. When the children were taught that huldra would steal their parents away if they were naughty, and that they were strong enough to bend iron. And now, there was one before him. He ran, leaving Astrid hurt and heartbroken with rejection. The next day, the entire school knew what she was. And it was that moment that her family decided to homeschool her for the remainder of the year till they could move. When attacks started happening on their house during the summer, they moved to America, finding a letter on the doorstep of their house on the day they were moving in.
Hobbies: Gardening, singing, dancing, talking to the forest
Likes: Music, sunlight, running through the forest, being barefoot and free
Dislikes: Fire, bullies, spicy or hot candies.
Fears & Weaknesses: Marriage to a human, silver, thunderstorms.
Off the Record
Secrets: She doesn't want other people to find out that she was weak and scared back home.
Other: Tiger's eye necklace
Theme Music: See Fire - Ed Sheeran, Mad World - Gary Jules (Melissa Sharona)
Username: Norse Princess
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