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Records say...
Mizuki Ito

I've.. been around?
Year 6

But let's be friends!
Mizu-chan

My appearance makes it obvious
Female

Years are slipping by
Eighteen

It all started...
April 1st

Whoa, you're cute~
Straight

Pretty normal
Human

Hey, hey, don't judge!
Mizuki has dark brown hair, which is very short, just barely reaching her chin in the front and is even shorter in the back, along with bangs that hang in her eyes. Her eyes are grey and her skin somewhat pale. She's 5'7" in height, and leaning towards the thin side of the scale, yet she isn't scrawny. She's actually pretty fit, since she's played sports from childhood to her mid-late teens. Her clothing usually consists of a pair of baggy black pants with pointlessly thick belts, usually more than one at once, and a midriff tank top of varying colors. Her shoes vary as well. Almost never is she found without her hat, as pictured.

Let's play nice, 'kay?
Good

Get to know me
She's sometimes a little too outgoing for her own good. She doesn't get embarrassed, or if she does, it's rare, or at least she's good at hiding it. She's adventurous and hates sitting still, but at the same time often has trouble deciding what to do, or randomly feels she's not motivated, or feeling too lazy to go do what she herself suggested. She's friendly, and likes to kid around, sometmes playing jokes on the wrong people and getting in trouble for it. Randomly she'll start talking to herself, and she likes to goof off. Seriousness isn't fun! Though, at times she has a surprisingly calm and gentle side, and she does when it is time to grow serious.

Reasons for today
Mizuki's had a pretty regular lifestyle. She has an older brother and a younger sister, as well as her parents who are still married and together. She attended school, played basketball and softball, and had several close friends, as well as others who weren't quite as close, yet were still friend-worthy. She was actually kinda popular, seeming to know almost everyone around the school, but she thought nothing of it.
One day, she was just sitting in class, when all of the sudden she heard all these voices. However, upon looking around, she noticed that no one appeared to be talking. The voices would fade and grow randomly throughout the day. Come lunchtime, it was unbarable and she finally passed out. So, Mizuki's powers were discovered, and she enrolled at Ria, and shortly after was accepted.
Her friends had started to not trust her, because they felt it was too invasive to have a friend who could read their thoughts. So Mizuki's popularity instantly dwindled down to her few loyal friends. While she was extremely thankful to them, she couldn't stay, and went to Ria to figure out how to keep her power under control. She has practiced a bit, but she's not great. No, she's far from great.

I don't wanna hurt people
No weapons~

Oh, how I love you, material things
Her mp3 player and laptop

What seperates me from the others?
Telekenisis, the power to move things with her mind, along with telepathy, the ability to read minds and speak to others mentally. More skills will develop as she learns to control her current and because she cannot control her current very well...
At times when she touches someone who is under a certain condition, such as deep in thought, she will be pulled mentally into their memories, doomed to relive them herself, either as the person or as an observer.

But everyone has their flaws
Sometimes she can seem too outgoing, warming up to people too quickly, and possibly getting on their nerves or scaring them off. Also, she likes to do things, but randomly decides she's not feeling up to it, even if she's the one who suggested it. This can obviously be found as annoying. Her power's not even close to being fully under control either.

Hay, pals!
Dredd Verwirrung

You're kinda mean..
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You make my heart pound
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A picture's worth a thousand words
.::[~]::.

Oh yeah, blast that beat!
Nagareboshi - Home Made Kazoku

((I'm not sure if I'm going to use him yet, but ... x3 I want him here anyway))

Quote: "Oh hey there! Ahahah, um, d'ya think you could tell me where I am? I seem to have ... conveniently forgotten."


Name: Tyron

Ria School year joined: 5

(optional)Name Meaning/Nicknames: Ty, Tykun (He prefers to be called Ty. xD)

Gender: Male

Age: 18 in appearance. Probably much older, but he definitely acts 18.

D.O.B. July 15

Race: Thunder demon

Arts: Uses lightning attacks, and is pretty well-skilled with a sword. He also likes to use kicks.

Character Looks: Tall, thin and well-built (or, as well built as you can get when you're that thin). Blonde, almost yellow hair, yellow eyes and the yellow demonic-tatoo beneath his left eye. His long-sleeved shirt is generally black, and the t-shirt he wears over it is yellow and black plaid. Jeans and either boots or skateboarding shoes are his clothes of choice.
(yes, I know, that's a lot of yellow. D: Let's just pretend it's not as overwhelming as it seems)

Allignment:Good. But he is, after all, a demon and if pushed too far, he could go crazy and become all evil. But that's hard to do and almost never happens. (or does it?)

Personality: Confident, happy, troublemaking. Likes to stick his nose in other people's business. A bit of a womanizer. Generally happy and carefree, but if you mess with someone he considers a friend, you'd better watch out!

History:
BEFORE HE EVER SET FOOT IN RIA:
He was raised nearly 3,000 years ago, in a Demon Lord's castle, and was considered to be the next in line for the throne. So, when the Demon Lord died, nobody stood in the way except for a single female demon, named Shadow. Shadow killed him, and to his complete and utter surprise, he woke up somewhere else, somewhere completely different- a quaint prarie village run by a family of fox-eared people called the Kitsune clan. (Yes, yes, I know, it's so lame of a name, but it was a couple of years ago when I named it. xD)
The son of the Kitsune lord, Aiko, tried to heal his grave wounds, but the healing spell went drastically wrong and the boy's soul was unwillingly tied to Ty's own for all of eternity. So now, only Ty could hear or see Aiko, and Aiko was forced to follow Ty around like a ghost.
Thinking Ty had killed their prince, the village ganged up on him and killed him again.
And, once again, to his utter surprise, he found himself somewhere else- in the middle of a battle field, in fact. After he was killed almost immediately and woke up somewhere else, he began to realize that he couldn't die. Well, not so much couldn't die, because he could, but once he did die, he would wake up somewhere else. ((and, it's not just someWHERE else, it's someTIME else))
He's been doing this for many years now, so he's used to waking up in random places he's never been before. He's still not okay with being killed, but I say it's totally fine to kill him off, then he'd probably come back a few days later. xD I want his death to be dramatic and awesome.

Any weapons/armor you have: None.

Any items you have: None, either, he's got to travel light.

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Relies on his fists, legs and, only if necessary, thunder powers.

Character Flaws: He can be egotistical at times, and his womanizing often gets in the way of clear thought. xD He's easily seduced, I guess I'm trying to say, and he's not the brightest.

Likes: Women, sweet things, trying new food. He especially likes sweet and sour chicken.

Dislikes:Stuck-up people that think they're better than they are (he's such a hypocrite) and people that mess with his friends. He also dislikes cotton candy, chili and many forms of fish.

Friends in the Realm: None as of yet

Enemies in the Realm: None yet either

Lover: He's not currently in a 'relationship', but that doesn't really mean anything to him.

Pic:
((I plan on making the picture smaller and probably coloring it. D: Bear with me))
Theme Song: um... "Paralyzer" by finger11... it totally reminds me of him, even though it's a little dark.

Quote: (optional)

Name: Vryeanna Elidin

Ria School year joined: Year 6

Name Meaning/Nicknames: Vyr (pronounced vear)

Gender: Female

Age: 19

D.O.B. January 14th

Race: Elf

Arts: Fire Arts; Explosives

Character Looks: She's somewhat tall, standing at 5'9", with a slender body type and the graceful form expected of an elf, but with a slightly larger chest... Her hair is straight and blonde, reaching and slightly passing her waist. Often little parts are done in braids like a circlet from the front, and meet each other in the back to turn two braids into one. She is somewhat pale, and her once blue eyes are now a deep red. She tends to wear a mix of flowing and snug clothing, the loose part held by belts and straps. She wears a glove on her shooting hand, the right, and has a tattoo on her left back, near her shoulder blade but a bit higher. This tattoo is of high significance. She prefers to never wear shoes.

Allignment: Neutral

Personality: Vyreanna is... a bit two-faced. She can be sweet and kind, as her old life entailed. She enjoys meeting new people and spending time with others. And then, she can suddenly switch, particularly in fights. Suddenly she's all tactic and no talk. All serious and no play. But as soon as the threat has passed or the job is done, it's all better again and she's as chipper as before, even if she is at that point covered in blood.

History: Elves tend to live in the forest. Vyr's home was no different. Nestled deep within the trees, they though they were safe from the intervention of humans. However, that was no the case. After ages and generations of families living in that very spot, invaders started approaching, creeping closer and closer to their home. They were a particularly peaceful group, and docile as well. None were willing to approach and even less to fight. So, one girl decided to take matters into her own hands. She was driven mostly by the thought of her own much younger siblings, a brother and a sister, and the kids who always swarmed her home to play with them. So, she set off to find a way to turn off the humans.
The deal: In a village where weapons were scarce, it was difficult, but she finally found a method in an old, worn tomb hidden away with the old records. This book contained a certain little spell in an old forbidden tongue. However, surrounded by the resources needed to translate it, Vyr did just that, and soon she found herself staring down a rather beautiful man who practically oozed with evil intent. He seemed to have sprung from the book itself, as he sat right there upon the table before her, smirking broadly. "To you who has summoned me..." His voice had spoken in a chill-inspiring hiss. "I offer this deal; I will grant you the power to win your desires. But be warned... The day they reach their peak is the day you will be mine." Things after happened fairly fast. Vyr hesitated, pondering her options for barely a minute, before nodding her head. As soon as she agreed, the dark haired, ruby eyed man surged forward. His body passed through hers, and she let out a scream, piercing through the door. She felt like she was on fire, surging through her and burning her skin. She stumbled from the building and collapsed outside, where a crowd instantly gathered around her. She couldn't move at first. The pain was overwhelming, and she almost drifted out of consciousness a few times. But finally, it began to cool, and her head lifted to reveal blue eyes turned bright red. People sprang away, avoiding her gaze and revoking any offered help.
The deed: After that, Vyr made short work of scaring away the humans. She harmed no one, but instead chose to lurk about, tossing around her new found skills. One was bombs. She could create little fireballs that simply exploded at will. She'd plant them in machinery and blow them up at the most inopportune times for the workers as they tore down the trees. It didn't take long for them to flee, with worries and whispered fears of ghosts.
The exile: Many beings are opposed to change. Vyr's home was full of people who shared this. She had become different, tainted. A tattoo had appeared and her eyes had turned red. She had done it to save the rest, to keep them in place and from having to turn and seek a new home. It had been a selfless act at the cost of her own life. But, that didn't matter. She was different, dangerous, a threat, and she had to be disposed of. With a peaceful group like them, the only option was banishment, and so Vyr was sent away from her home, never to return.

Any weapons/armor you have: She carries nothing with her, but due to her power over flame, she can shape a bow of fire, with arrows to match, eliminating the need to actually carry the supplies. Bombs are the same, summoned on a whim.

Any items you have: None, really.

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Basically the same as her weaponry. Summoned bombs, arrows, and a bow, all of fire so that only she may wield them.

Character Flaws: She's two-faced, and such a thing can frighten people, to see her smiling one second and maliciously killing the next. She has learned to kill, but she greatly dislikes it, though usually not until after the deed. It's like a driving force pushes her on during the fight, and ebbs away after to leave her to deal with what she's done. She used to try to lament and repent in churches, but simply entering would sting her skin.

Likes: Warmth, sunlight, children, untouched nature

Dislikes: Rain, water, holy places, needless fighting

Friends in the Realm:

Enemies in the Realm:

Lover:

Pic: by me

Theme Song: (optional)

Quote:

Name: Dredd O. Verrwung

Ria School year joined: Sixth

Current Star count: None!

Name Meaning/Nicknames: "Don't put that in your mouth" or " You're under arrest for Arson." Occasionally known as Mizu-Chan. No I'm kidding.

Gender: I'm a dude, dude.

Age: Sixteen!

D.O.B. October 30 according to the human calender.

Race: "???" Humanoid, refers to himself as a Chaos Demon or Discortian.

Arts: Explosions, Fire Breathing.

Character Looks: Dredd is fairly short, standing at five foot three inches tall when not wearing shoes. He has thick messy black hair that almost reaches the bottom of his ears and will change from straight to wavy depending on the weather. His eyes are a deep bright orange that flicker mischievously like flames. He has light blue gums and a tongue that is dark blue and long like a giraffes. He also has two glossy black horns that are about five inches long and have a slight curve upward. Said horns are positioned a bit below his hairline at the top two corners.

Dredd's attire is usually fairly simple and attempts to make him look tougher. His main outfit consists of a black Spiderman shirt that is all black with the red spider insignia and a thin red web which takes up the rest of the shirt, sleeves and all. He had a necklace that is a dark brown leather cord with a weird looking tooth dangling dangling from it. Dark brown cargo pants tucked into a pair of Harley Davidson sidelight boots.
He also has a studded leather wristband that is five inches long, black with all pyramid studs except for the first row at the wrist which has long thin one and half inch spikes. Also on that hand is a ring with blackened steel with and orange gem like his eyes. It looks a bit like a class ring.

Allignment: Good. Even though he tends to break things on purpose and on accident.

Personality: Dredd is a good kid who's heart is in the right place, but his head tends to get distracted. Most tend to perceive him as a bit dim, and while missing a tool or two from the shed, he's smarter than he tends to let on.

History Dredd is actually a humanoid creature from another dimension that was sent to ours to learn about our dimension and more specifically, human society. He was sent here to make his family look good as "an agent" but doesn't really see himself as such. Dredd felt the best place to go was to Ria to learn all about human history, magical or otherwise.

His more detailed past is a mystery, and he's being uncharacteristically secretive about things like family and how he grew up.

Any weapons/armor you have: None!

Any items you have: Clothes, accessories, weird trinkets.

Any battle skills/magical powers you have:

Explosions :

By pointing at something Dredd can cause a small explosion at the spot, or a burst appear from the palms from his hands. Or, by "charging up" he can create a big one to shoot, but he has to remain stationary. Also, he can cause them to,rise up from the ground and either follow him or chase and opponent, but they have a limited range when chasing.

During special circumstances, the explosions are blue like his fire breathing and sting. They can not turn blue due to stress or fear.

Fire Breathing :

Fairly self explanatory, depending on stress levels or special circumstances, the flames turn blue and grow larger and have a painful stinging sensation.


Character Flaws: Can't swim well, is messy, Tends to grate on others nerves.

Likes: Fire!
Animals.
History.
Being outside.
Fast Music.
Cartoons.

Dislikes: Water.
Math


Friends in the Realm: Mizuki Ito, Geoff Kinneas.

Enemies in the Realm: None.

Lover: A what now?

Pic: Coming Soon.

Theme Song: (optional)

Quote:

Name: Hain Viralor Silvaeon

Ria School year joined: 5th

Current Star count: None!

Name Meaning/Nicknames: It's Elven or something.

Gender: Male.

Age: 19

D.O.B. Febuary 14th

Race: Elf

Arts: Swordplay, Spirit Swords

Character Looks: A handsome young man, Hain stands at Five feet eleven inches tall with a toned swimmers build blue green eyes and long bodiless black hair, reaching just below his back but slightly shorter in front that he usually swept back, though he has a clump of hair that likes to move out place above his left eye and onto his cheek ,resting at his collarbone. His clothing tends to change from day to day, he hasn't really decided on what style he likes.

Allignment:Good

Personality: Hain is a very determined and loyal with a strong sense of what's right and wrong. He does tend to get a little uncomfortable around large groups of women, but that stems from his sisters. He enjoys exercising but has a sweet-tooth. He also dislikes people making choices for him, and may get whiny when unhappy.

History: Born into a family that almost consisted entirely of women, seven sisters and two aunts that live in the same household he was the pride of his father when he was born. He was also loved his many sisters as their new giant doll. He was made fun of at a young age for being the eighth daughter of the Silvaeon family.Once he was old enough to figure out that his sisters were trying to dress him up he immediately rebelled against them, one incident is referred to as the night of black eyes. As he grew older he made sure that he grew strong. Despite viewing his sisters as the enemy, his parents aunts made sure he acted like a gentleman. His father moved them closer to human society when he was around eight, as his father had an interest in new technology which was scarce in the elven kingdom.

Reaching his teens his sisters had ceased picking on him as they knew it made him and their parents angry, and also they he was way to big and strong to push around. He also began training in the ways of the sword, as one of his aunts was an accomplished fighter and master of many weapons. One day while training at his aunts home in a forest he was attacked by a large ogre like creature, his Aunt tried to helm him but was far from him and wouldn't be able to reach him in time, As the creature was about to strike, Hain yelled out for help and in a flash of light, a ghostly blade pierced the creatures heart.

When Hain's aunt got to him she found the monster dead and the light blue blade floating in the air near him as the boy inspected it. His aunt guessed that it was the spirit of an ancestor that answered his call for help. Ever since then Hain and his ghostly blades grew stronger.

As time went on, Hain acquired a second blade and a thirst to see the outside world which his father supported, wanting his son to have a more modern education. Though his relationship with his sisters was repaired and he was on much better terms with them, he wanted to get away from them and his aunts constant pestering for training.

So, with a pamphlet from his father, Hain was off for Ria.

Any weapons/armor you have: Simple longsword.

Any items you have: cell phone

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Hain has had about seven years of sword training under his belt, so he's rather skilled. However he's had few real battles so he has many things to learn.

He can also summon two ghostly swords to aid him in a battle. They can cut and slash, they both are slightly different in appearance and how they fight. One is a standard straight blade that likes to slam people in the stomach with it's pommel. The other, which looks similar has a slightly thinner blade that ends at the tip with a small hook.

Character Flaws: Can be whiny, bad at math.

Likes: Sweets
Learning
Swimmimg
Working out
Training
Television

Dislikes:
Bossy people
Trash laying around


Friends in the Realm: none

Enemies in the Realm: none

Lover: Not yet.

Pic: Coming soon.

Theme Song: (optional)

Quote: "What are you talking about? Do it now!"


Name: Nami

Ria School year joined: 5

Name Meaning/Nicknames:

Gender: Female

Age: 18

D.O.B. February 8th

Race: Angel (on the verge of falling)

Arts: Flight; Light Magic

Character Looks: Nami is rather small, about 5'4" in height, with long turquoise hair often tied near the end, reaching her waist. She has bangs, and a slender form, often clad in tight clothes unbecoming of an angel. Her skin is rather pale and her eyes are a bright gold. Her once white wings are now black, expanding from her back, with a smaller set in place of normal ears.

Allignment: Neutral

Personality: Nami is self-serving. She's a selfish brat who always gets her way, and if someone doesn't go along with her, she'll follow and nag until they do. There may be a bit of niceness under there somewhere, and she's been known to turn sulky and childish if someone finally stands up to her.

History: Nami was living pretty happily up in heaven, bossing people around and being spoiled in turn. It all started because of her parents, as it often does. They gave her everything she ever wanted while she was growing up, since she was their only child. So when she got into an accident and wound up in heaven, she treated people the same. That was all she knew to do anyway, so what would they expect? And most people there listened as well, except for one friend who would grow fed up and demand that she do things on her own.

It was this person that complained, and after a little while, Nami's fate was decided. She'd be sent to a school where she could try to fit in with other non-humans. Her task would be to fix her personality issues, and become a more socially adept person as well as more independent. This didn't work out exactly as planned, for the first person she met, a giant of a man, obeyed just like the rest, buying her pizza and doing her laundry.

Any weapons/armor you have: Nothing really. She's pretty useless

Any items you have: Clothing, and things like that

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Flight, because of her wings, as well as light magic. She works on a pretty basic level, but can do a bit of healing as well.

Character Flaws: She's selfish and demanding and doesn't get along with anyone, unless she finds a doormat who will let her walk all over them. But even doormats fight back after a while. She's also very dependent, and probably doesn't know how to survive on her own.

Likes: Bossing people around, being pampered, massages, hot tubs

Dislikes: Being ignored, doing work, laundry, cooking, untidiness

Friends in the Realm: Xine

Enemies in the Realm:

Lover:

Pic:

Theme Song:

Quote: "Hey! Hey! I'm Matt, what's your name? Aren't dinosaurs awesome? We're going to be best friends, I can tell! Hey look, a bunny!" #0000cc


Name: Matthew Ashton Baylor, Jr.

Ria School year joined: Year 5

Name Meaning/Nicknames: Matthew - Gift from God
Ashton - Town of ash trees
Baylor - Actually, I got that from Baylor University here in Texas

Matt
Gender: Male

Age: 12

D.O.B. December 4

Race: Human with magical gifts

Arts: Water manipulation & knife throwing

Character Looks: Matt is about 4'9" with a mop of curly light-blond hair and deep blue eyes. He is pretty much of average build for a 12-year-old boy, not too skinny and not too overweight.

Allignment: Good

Personality: Matt is easily excited and loves everyone he meets. However, he is extremely hard to handle as he is ADHD predominantly hyperactive-impulsive. If you have a conversation with him, you are likely not going to be able to get a word in edgewise because he will not stop talking!

History: Matt was born into a good family with wonderful parents, Matthew Jameson and Addison Rawley-Jameson. However, when he was seven, both of his parents were murdered by a serial killer. Because both of his parents had no siblings and his grandparents were too elderly and frail to take care of him, Matt was sent into a foster home. He was sent to many different families over the past five years, (7, to be exact!) all of whom sent him back due to being uncontrollable, except for his most recent family, the Baylors. In fact, the Baylors recently adopted Matt, but upon discovering his water-control powers, they sent him away to Ria, which is, obviously, where he is now.

Any weapons/armor you have: A hunting knife. God knows why someone let him have that.

Any items you have: Does Razzle-Dazz, Matt's Dorgi (Dachsund/Welsh Corgi) count?

Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Matt has the ability to control water, but he doesn't have the concentration or the knowledge to do it well.

Character Flaws: Due to his ADHD, Matt has a lot of trouble concentrating, staying still, and being quiet. Thus, it is very difficult for him to control water, fight, and sneak around.

Matt also believes that there is no way anyone can be evil, so, if one of his friends was secretly evil, Matt would trust them to the end of time. He's that innocent.

Likes: Candy/sugar, the color blue, Razzle-Dazz, people, dogs in general, dinosaurs

Dislikes: Sports, cats, mothers

Friends in the Realm: N/A

Enemies in the Realm: N/A

Lover: Didn't you get the memo? He's a 12-year-old ADHD poster child. Like he would ever get a girlfriend.

Pic:
(the puddle is there because he is learning to control water)

Theme Song: Uncontrollable Urge - Devo