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 Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:32 am
JUNIORSAtikori Eʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇs: Philosophy Cʟᴜʙs/Sᴘᴏʀᴛs: Green/Nature Club, Culinary Club, Martial Arts xxxxxxxxx▀X▀X▀ xxxxxxxxxAcademy Registry ▀X▀X▀xxxxxxxxx
Why, hello, my name is Genesis Amaia, but you can call me Jen. I happen to be a Phoenix, but don't judge me from that. I'm attending Lubchenko Academy as a Junior.
I was born in Paradise on a date far before time, which would make me too many years old. I'm five foot seven inches tall and weigh ninety-seven pounds. I also have, hawk eyes capable of night vision and immunity to petrification, that make me stand out from the rest.
In case it wasn't obvious, I'm a Female, and I happen to like What I like.
I have these nifty powers that you might see from time to time; In addition to taking my natural form of a phoenix, I can manipulate fire as well as the heat of my body anywhere from gentle warmth to melting steel. I also have enhanced speed, the ability to heal myself through flames, and healing tears that cure the effects of petrification, various toxins, and other fatal injuries.
Here's a little bit about me; I've lived a thousand lives, seen empires rise and fall, and witnessed the growth of humanity. I've traveled the world countless times over and watched it change hands with each new war. I've walked in the shoes of every person who call this world home. Home was not a concept known to me, for I've never been one to stay in one place indefinitely. The sky was my sanctuary, from where I fulfilled my duties of keeping peace. I've battled plagues, armies, and monstrous beasts in the name balance and harmony to keep life on earth prosperous. I have come to know quite a few fellow ancients in my journeys, some of whom, I can call friends. These friends have blessed me in numerous ways throughout the centuries, for which, I am eternally grateful. In my most vulnerable state, I have come to trust a family in particular to guard my ashes after I burn. This time, however, my ritual could not be completed properly, nor with the safety of faithful basilisks.
The Pacific Northwest became the domain of my most recent former life. I traveled with activists and conservationists, doing my part to ease the pain that was eating away at mother earth. We were peaceful people, preferring to let our actions speak for us. Though we mostly spent our time in the wilderness, it wasn't uncommon for the younger members to want to explore the urban jungles. Only, one of our youngest did not return that night and I was tasked with retrieving her. Eventually I found her, before realizing she had been used as bait for me. I don't know if she saw the attacker, but she did see my lifeless body begin to ignite as she ran away. It seemed I was murdered in the streets of Seattle by an individual with more knowledge of my species than myself, considering the actions they too next. As I burned, they split my ashes, and disappeared with half. Thankfully I rose again, but something was overwhelmingly wrong: many of my abilities were gone. I needed information and time was running short on my current cycle, so I registered for the academy, not only for answers, but to ensure my own safety until this crisis was solved. Whoever this person is, I must posses what they know to become whole again.
I'm often described as being Detached, poised, loyal, a seeker of balance, compassionate, patient, mission oriented.
I can usually be found doing yoga in the garden, free running, singing occasionally, recounting history with other ancient beings when I have some spare time.
These are a few of my favorite things; Cinnamon, traveling, flying, peace in nature, giving anonymous gifts.
However, these can stay far away; Being grounded, waiting out early childhood, disruptive forces, hunters.
Worst of all, these stop me in my tracks; Blows to the body, the loss of a friend, the Burning Day, scattered ashes.
I tend to always have Myrrh bead bangles to maintain my human form in my possession throughout the day.
When I hear 24 by Jem, I can't help but think it's my theme song.
I'm swearing you to secrecy about Lazarus Fawkes; the one who rose from my missing ashes.
There is someone putting thoughts into my head. I think their name is Atikori.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:36 am
Dark_Mokuna xxxxxxxxx▀X▀X▀ xxxxxxxxxAcademy Registry ▀X▀X▀xxxxxxxxx
Why, hello, my name is Kabbir Attor, but you can call me Kabbir. I happen to be a basilisk, but don't judge me from that. I'm attending Lubchenko Academy as a junior.
I was born in Greece, Nissos Makri on July 12th, 1996, which would make me Seventeen years old. I'm Six feet and three inches tall in my humanoid vessel, while the length of my true body is twenty-nine feet and six inches long and weigh one-hundred seventy pounds. I also have, unlike the other forms of life roaming around here, my brother and I posses slit pupils, as fitting to serpants, though here we must hide our them behind shades. Also, while our skin may look similar to that of humans, it is actually made of miniature scales and so is colder as well as harder and smoother to the touch that make me stand out from the rest.
In case it wasn't obvious, I'm a male, and I happen to like females.
I have these nifty powers that you might see from time to time; As basilisks, the most well known of our abilities is the affects of our stare. A direct stare to a Basilisk's eyes would bring an immediate death of the looker, although if it is only a reflection, the victim would only turn to stone. Although for some irritating reason ferrets and weasels are not effected. In both my brother and my possession, we own enchanted stones set upon jewelry that allows us to shift our form from enormous serpent into a human-like one with minor differences; including maintaining our cold blood state, skin that is actually made of tiny small scales- both harder and smoother than the ordinary human skin, slit pupils of snake, senses and reflexes of a snake, and, finally, deadly venom- though it is only released from withdraw fangs within our mouth.
Fortunately to the residents of the school, another influence the shape have on us is the weakening of our stare so while it still must be kept under cover, it will only stone the victim rather then kill it.
Here's a little bit about me; I am the elder son of the Attor family. Belonging to the race of one of the most fearsome creatures to exist. My family has managed to gain through the run of the years an incredible amount of fortune by becoming guardians to things beyond one's imagination and great secrets which I will not tire you with their description. Thus, I have never lacked a thing in my life. Our house is located on a private island; it's isolated from most of the population so it allows us to roam around freely with no fear of harming others by accident. Although there are plenty of animals living in the nature that we hunt, it also causes misfortune of many living statues or bodies. Visitors aren't very common in our home, and those whom my brother and I were allowed to meet with are those that we cannot harm, or at least not by sight alone. The implication of these facts are that we have rarely came in contact with others, especially members to their species, as even our studies were done in the boundaries of our home. (Included, we also have a vast knowledge of many languages, both human languages and other species' languages.)
However, our life is now looking forward to a remarkable change. Months ago, my younger brother had turned sixteen. While usually such an event would not be meaningful, upon this birthday the both of us were given two magical gems. The touch of such stone gives us the human like form, allowing us to roam with far more freedom among others. As the eldest son, I am enrolled to be the successor of the Attors. Since part of the requirement will involve negotiating with other beings, I must learn of them and the best way in my parents' mind was "learning from experience". Even though I trust my parents judgment completely, truth be told I am less than enthusiastic.
One more fact should be told as well, another consequence of being the eldest means I am engaged to a daughter of another Basilisk family so as to promise the pure continuation of our dynasty.
I'm often described as being serious to the verge of humorless. While I prefer to call it responsible and calculated, my brother says, as he phrase it, I should "lighten up." Though seeing in the light of his behavior, there is not much of a choice left for me as at least one of us should be responsible. It is this for exact reason I have been found to oftenly call him different names such as 'bafoon', 'idiot', and 'nimrod'; deserving of those for the troubles he comes by too many times a day. Even still I am protective of him and would be angered of any ill-treatment from others directed at him. I am also very direct and do not spare others, speaking my mind freely, with concludes my view of the Basilisks being a superior species above most others. Why would we otherwise strike such fear in others?
I am also not very sociable, I do not look for the company of others, but one should know, as Basilisks, one of the values we hold as most is the truth. I do not tolerate a lie, and would see it as the most offending thing one could do..
I can usually be found doing [HOBBIES, AT LEAST THREE] when I have some spare time.
These are a few of my favorite things; my hair, my hair being touched, warmth.
However, these can stay far away; flying, the great majority of non-basilisk creatures although I dislike weasels and ferrets the most, and being degraded.
Worst of all, these stop me in my tracks; the crowing of the cockerel causes a basilisk to have fatal fits and to thrash itself to death, the cold, a threat upon my brother though it could either stop me from acting or motivate me into action.
I tend to always have Dark sunglasses for the obvious reason, and a large ring with a clear stone attached to it that is the magic responsible to the ability to shift to this humanoid form in my possession throughout the day.
When I hear [N/A], I can't help but think it's my theme song.
I'm swearing you to secrecy about I will not admit out loud the liking of my hair being stroked, though of course, I will not lie about it either. Besides that, my detest towards humans in precise is due to an attempt to steal my brother when he hadn't even hatched at the time. Being the closest to the time of the event, it was the first time for me to use my abilities, bringing the death of both filth-scums with a stare.
There is someone putting thoughts into my head. I think their name is Dark_Mokuna.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:36 am
Yellow etc xxxxxxxxx▀X▀X▀ xxxxxxxxxAcademy Registry ▀X▀X▀xxxxxxxxx
Why, hello, my name is Renee Amaryllis Esi, but you can call me Ree (pronounced Ray). I happen to be a human, but don't judge me from that. I'm attending Lubchenko Academy as a Junior.
I was born in Canada on November 9, 1996, which would make me sixteen (going on seventeen) years old. I'm five feet, six inches tall and weigh one-hundred seventeen pounds. I also have a faint scar across my neck that make me stand out from the rest.
In case it wasn't obvious, I'm a female, and I happen to like any gender.
I have these nifty powers that you might see from time to time; Gravity Manipulation, and as a result, variably enhanced strength, agility and endurance (that is, my strength depends on how much I've changed the gravity around me).
My power works through defining a three dimensional field with which I can manipulate gravity. It's easier to define basic shapes, rather than blobs. If my target is moving, I must consciously redefine the region surrounding them.
The best description for my power conceptually is that I am manipulating a region of particles known as Gravitons. Currently, I can only "tell" them to be "stronger" or "weaker". At an advanced level, I could probably tell them to interact with specific things. This could allow me to floortilt and do things like wall-walking. This can also be applied to light refraction and light bending (much like a very, very small-scale black like), but as with floortilting, this is a very advanced application.
Another advanced application of my power is Multiple Fields Generation, which basically allows me to define more than one field at a time, with a significant distance (up to about six feet) between them. Naturally, this could be very taxing on me, especially if I ever try to have one increase gravity, and the other decrease it.
Lastly, it should be noted that my superhuman attributes are not static, and require a significant change in gravity to reach "true" superhuman levels.
Here's a little bit about me; I was born only shortly after my fraternal brother Rae. We were born to parents that, like us, held gifts – powers, of their own. Despite our pleas however, they had refused to show us their powers, urging us to also carry on a normal life. My gift of gravity manipulation allowed me to excel physically, but I was often caught in the act by my parents. My brother’s ability, was much more spectacular, and had the potential to be legendary. We both lived our lives constantly being amazed by each other’s powers. All the same, our parents kept us centered, and stressed more and more to live normally in society.
We did not always heed this advice.
As we had become more comfortable with our powers, we had also become more reckless. This had caught the eye of a power-hating man who saw Rae’s abilities as a “God-defying abomination”. His hatred often manifested into verbal, and sometimes even physical harassment. Eventually, it culminated into one horrific evening wherein the man had caught my brother off-guard and stabbed him multiple times, killing him.
It was not long after, that this man had gone missing – with a crime scene of a horrifically disfigured person coinciding with his disappearance.
In an act of grieving, I found myself taking up the mantle of my brother – inheriting his interests in writing and photography (which, consequently, I genuinely enjoy now), and even going so far as to take up his identity in many situations (we looked shockingly similar, facially). I simply could not lose him. I simply could not let him cease from this world.
After his death, I found it very hard to find any inspiration to refine my powers. That said, I did not stop using my abilities any less. As a result, my parents urged me to attend Lubchenko Academy. Perhaps, they argued, it was there that I could find peace and more importantly, closure. I saw the sliver of hope in this offer, even when my thoughts were clouded in despair. As such, I took their advice, taking the first step into the world without my brother.
I'm often described as being silent and hesitant. I get it - socializing and communicating is somewhat important, and if you start a conversation with me, I'll give it my best shot ... don't expect a lot though. Here's the thing: I am my own worst enemy. I pick apart and examine every action and reaction that I do, and I'm pretty harsh on myself. Maybe I deserve, maybe I don't. I'm also my best (living) friend though. Sometimes, I really feel like I can comfort myself, and tell myself that everything will be alright. It's ... weird, I know.
I can't say I was always this bad though. When I was younger - before ... my brother died, I was a bit more cheerful, perhaps even a bit weird. I was still pretty shy around strangers, but around my brother, I wasn't afraid to act silly, much like how he gave me confidence in my powers. You always have to put 'the pen to paper', was his way of putting things.
I'm also a bit of a closet romantic. I've seen and read my fair share of dramas and romantic comedies that my perception of how real love works is ... amateur at best..
I can usually be found doing writing, reading, and wandering while taking photographs when I have some spare time.
These are a few of my favorite things; music, open fields, and dead silence in the middle of the night .
However, these can stay far away; heights (not while I'm jumping high though, I'm used to that), enclosed spaces, people who consume their time hating others.
Worst of all, these stop me in my tracks; deep water (as I am unable to swim properly) and dark alleyways and tight passages.
With regards to my powers: anything that moves at high-speeds - as it is hard for me to efficiently define and redefine the region of space that the target moves in without simply creating a very large (and very weak) field, changing from gravity reduction to gravity increase in a short frame of time - and vice-versa (it can be very taxing on the mental component of my power) and the fact that while my gravity abilities allow me to jump high with an incredible amount of potential, I must be wary of rapid pressure changes (even with my power-adapted body).
I tend to always have a specially designed pen that used to belong to a loved one, in my possession throughout the day.
When I hear Namonaki Oka (Yoshida Brothers) and In Memory of You (Yuki Kajiura), I can't help but think it's my theme song.
I'm swearing you to secrecy about how I killed the murderer of my fraternal twin brother Rae. To this day, I block it out of my mind, and as a result, have often taken up the identity of my brother to escape from it..
There is someone putting thoughts into my head. I think their name is Yellow etc.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:36 am
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Name: Rumi Seville (rOO-mee sɛˈvɪl)
Nickname: Rumi
Role: Junior
Elective: Art
Clubs & Sports: None
Physical Information
Species: Gryffin
Powers: Transformation - Rumi's true appearance is that of a griffin - he's twice the size of a lion, with an eagle's head, wings, and talons, and a lion's rear. He can show certain gryffin features in his human form, including wings, talons, and tail.
Magic Affinity - Gryffins do not typically seek to learn magic, but they do have the ability to use some types. Their transformative ability is one kind they all practice, and Rumi knows how to use one witch spell, as well. He uses it to enchant his belongings to react to a charm which allows his belongings to disappear and reappear as he changes between forms.
Enhanced Strength and Senses - In either form, Rumi is exceedingly strong, and his senses are top-notch.
Origins: Hyperborea Mountains
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation:
Age: 17
Birthday: April 22nd
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 230 lbs.
Personal Information
Personality: Rumi is friendly, and tries to be considerate, though he does not comprehend every facet of life among people. He is also proud and strong-willed. He is not likely to back down from a challenge, and he will not stand by if the weak are being threatened or bullied. He is a leader.
Bio: Raised in the Hyperborean Mountains, Rumi grew up in the care of his mother and father, along with his two brothers and older sister. They grew up digging for gold in the mountains, learning about the outside world in what passed for a school, and learning to fight in the arena so that they'll be able to protect their land should the need arise.
And Rumi was a great fighter. He enjoyed it, and he spent most of his time in the arena. Crowds would gather when he was set to have a match. More important than that, though - the arena is where he met Seraphina.
At first he didn't notice her. He was too proud after a victory to be held back by a nurse who would sting him with alcohol and bandage him up. But she kept taking the task, and they started to talk. When he really began to pay attention, he realized that she was so beautiful, in every way. Seraphina was the most beautiful creature he'd ever lay eyes on. He fell in love with her, and she with him, and they became a pair.
He didn't train so much after that. He lost his edge, perhaps he was out of shape or out of form. The next time he fought, it was much harder than usual to keep going. It took all his focus to hold his own and so he didn't notice until it was too late that Seraphina was not to be found. The match ended early, when an alarm sounded and the crowd went into a flurry. They all knew what it meant, and so they took to the skies.
As they swarmed toward the river, he saw her - layed out on the bank, surrounded by human males...Battle ensued. His territory emerged victorious, but Rumi lost and avenged his Love.
After that, he only stayed in his home a few weeks. He had no reason to stay, and so he left and began to travel. He wandered for about a year before a man in a hostel suggested he go to a supernatural school, where he'd meet others like himself. Wayward and Magical. Lubchenko is the second school he's attended, so he's fairly sure of what to expect.
Hobbies: sparring, listening to music, flying
Likes: working out, a delicious meal, meeting new people, taking on a challenge
Dislikes: getting dirty without an immediate space to wash in, perverts, rumours
Fears & Weaknesses: Rumi cannot change quickly back to one form after he's changed to the other. He tends to let his knowledge of creatures from his homeland get the best of him - he tends to freeze up around creatures known in legends to be hard to be beat. He also has a fear of hunters, who would use a gryffin's claws for incantations. Mythos state that their claws should be ground to a fine powder for use.
Off the Record
Secrets: Rumi was probably dropped as an egg. There's no other reason why he can't change more quickly back and forth between his forms.
Other: Rumi has some scars from old fights, and Seraphina's name is tattooed over his heart. He almost always wears his long, tan coat, and he carries a picture of Seraphina drawn on heavy paper. He usually has headphones and an MP3 player with him, and he always wears the necklace that holds the charm which lets his belongings disappear.
Theme Music: Dvořák's Symphony No. 9 "From The New World"
Username: ZeKiwioftheNorth
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:37 am
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Name: Theodora Asterius (Thee-oh-door-uh a**-ter-ee-us)
Nickname: Theo | Teddy
Role: Junior
Electives: Art
Clubs & Sports: Tech Club
Physical Information
Species: Minotaur
Powers: Enhanced Strength | Enhanced Memory | Feral Mind
Origins: Heraklion on the island of Crete, Greece
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Age: 17
Birthday: April 25
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 182 lbs.
Personal Information
Personality: Ever heard the phrase "a bull in a China shop"? You're the China shop. Theo's the bull.
Bio: Theodora was born to two devout members of the Greek Orthodox Church. She was also born with horns. There were stories in her family, about the curse. Stories about demon children as far back as her father could remember. Even farther back were the tales of the gods. The horror of the labyrinth, the monster that haunted it...and the baby whose cries rang out from a bovine mouth, nursed with human blood.
Generations diluted the horror of her ancestors’ nature, but that didn't make Theo's parents less afraid. It also didn't make them less guilty for being afraid. No, it destroyed them slowly, year after year. Her father, with early streaks of graying hair, blamed himself for giving his wife a hellchild. He buried himself in work, sparing few and fleeting moments of affection for the woman he couldn't bring himself to look at when his daughter was in the room. Her mother tried to pretend that everything was fine, but she wasn't fooling anyone. Theo hated that the most, the pretend love she wore to mask her fear and bitterness.
So Theo gave their worries cause. She rebelled. She caused trouble. She was over six feet tall by the time she dropped out of school to spend her days shoplifting nail polish she would never wear, and tagging ancient ruins. She broke car windows and slashed tires. Got into a lot of fights.
Then the statues started talking to her.
She was in the middle of running a purple streak across a classic stone face, when it came alive to spit out the spray paint. The statue moved. Theo was no stranger to the fantastic, but this was pushing it. She turned tail as it yelled after her to come back and think about her future.
She figured after a night’s sleep things would go back to normal, but they kept talking. Not just the gladiator statue with the purple stripe, but every statue she passed. Heraklion had a lot of statues. Her gang mates thought she was going crazy. Her reputation was sliding down the tubes faster than watered-down toothpaste and all these chiseled naked statues could talk about was some old hack named Lubchenko. Of all the things to talk about with their new-found mobility, they wanted her to get an education.
Finally she'd had enough. They wanted her to fly to America to go to some hick school full of magical people? Fine. She'd go. She'd go just to ream this Lubchenko freak’s fat neck. She stole her mother’s credit card, the one she used when she was cheating on her father, and bought herself a one-way ticket to Nevada.
Hobbies: Theo likes tinkering with things, building contraptions, and designing traps, gadgets, and mazes in her notebook.
Likes: Math | Puzzles | Punching things in the face
Dislikes: Authority | Dark, confined spaces | Passive-aggressiveness
Fears & Weaknesses: Theo has terrible vision and desperately needs corrective eyewear.
Off the Record
Secrets: N/A
Other: Theo sometimes wears a septum piercing, and has a collection of Rubik's cubes.
Theme Music: I am the Fire
Username: street riot
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:38 am
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Name: Viveka LaCroix (vee-VEH-kah la-croy)
Nickname: Viv
Role: Junior
Elective: Music
Clubs & Sports: Swimming and Music Club
Physical Information
Species: Siren
Powers:
Enchanting Song: Like her mother Viv has a voice that can enchant most anyone who hears it. This can cause an aphrodisiac-like state in the body but the person must be inclinded towards Viv to actually desire her.
Shape Shifting: Viv has a mermaid form she can take while in the water if she so desires.
Water Breathing: Due to her aquatic nature Viv can breath underwater in both her human and mermaid form.
Origins: Sauzon Port on Belle Île, France. It is a small island in the mediteranian near France. The island name translates to "Beautiful Island in the Sea"
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Age: 17
Birthday: March 21
Height: 5"11 in human form 7'10" in siren form
Weight: 180 lbs in human form, 250 lbs in siren form
Personal Information
Personality: Viveka can be a bit intimidating when you first meet her as she's quite forward and speaks her mind. If you don't want the truth, don't ask her. She does enjoy socializing and can be competitive in her chosen loves of singing and swimming. Having been raised solely by women who have a history of seducing, killing, and eating men she doesn't have the highest opinion of men other than being entertainment.
Bio: Viveka is the eldest daughter of Madame Janette LaCroix. She has three younger sisters as well; Claudia, Marie, and Noel. She was raised in the waters of the warm Mediterranean, near the island Belle Île. Sirens are a female only race, mixing with human males only for breeding, and she was raised to believe that was their true worth. Given the number of tourists who frequented the island, she had no reason to believe otherwise, the rowdy and sometimes grabby handed men hardly seemed as civilized as the women. Like other sirens she was born with a mermaid-like form, gaining a more human form when she reached her teenage years.
As she grew older Viv learned the most common of siren powers, the magic of her voice. But despite it being a tool used to lure victims, Viveka actually enjoyed singing just for herself. Sometimes she would go far out to sea, just to be able to sing in peace without the worry of dragging sailors to their deaths or something like that. During one of her trips to the shore, Viveka was asked to record a song in a karaoke machine. Dubious at first she gave it a try, only to find her recorded voice had no mystical effect on those who listened. At the age of 16, she spoke to her mother about her dreams of being a real singer, not just a temptress. Her mother worried, knowing Viv would need special training to achieve her goals. That was when a letter arrived by a seagull, inviting the siren girl to the Academy.
Hobbies: Singing, swimming, writing songs
Likes: Listening to music, salty chips, discovering new types of music and dance, seeing what she can get the male students to do
Dislikes: Overly sweet food, male chauvanist, woman who don't stand up for themselves, really hot dry days
Fears & Weaknesses: Being from the sea Sirens don't do well in dry climates. Viv must shower or at least sit with her legs in water three times a day to keep from feeling lathargic. Also depsite her voice being able to tempt people she can only seduce those who are inclinded to be attracted to her.
Off the Record
Secrets: Viv does and enjoy, and still eats human flesh. Basically never ask for a peice of the handmade jerky she gets sent from home.
Other: Viv has visible scales on the back of her shoulders, forearms, hips, thighs, and ankles. They are light blue.
Theme Music: Loreley by Blackmore, My Jolly Sailor Blod from PotC.
Username: Byagane319
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 9:39 am
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