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PostPosted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 7:00 pm


Jupiter


Full Name: Jupiter Allen Cascada
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Ethnicity: 1/2 English, 1/4 Russian, 1/8 Vietnamese, 1/8 German
Age: 19
Height: 6’4”
Weight: 188lbs
Orientation: Who has time for girls!! But seriously, just girls… usually.
Occupation: Telemarketer/ Grocery store clerk/ house keeper/ Lauma’s guardian


Hair: Jupiter’s hair is dark brown, with a couple lighter streaks in it. He tends to let it grow longer than what looks good, and so it has varying levels of length and raggedness to it at different times. When it gets long enough to bother him, he isn’t afraid to put it in a ponytail rather than go spend the money to get it cut.
Skin: Originally pale but it has tanned some from hard work and amassed quite a few faint freckles. He seems to always have unnaturally dark circles under his eyes though.
Eyes: Jupiter’s eyes are surprisingly, despite to his constant lack of sleep, usually wide open. They are a dark brown, nearly black, and always have dark circles from lack of sleep.
General: Despite the fact that he over cleans, Jupiter is a rather sloppy dresser. He always buys the cheapest clothes he can find, resulting in a wardrobe consisting entirely of old shirts and jeans that are always either too baggy or to tight. His shirts are occasionally too short for his stature, but rather than not wear them he simply walks around self conscious of his stomach showing (although really it isn’t bad at all to look at.) He usually walks in a slightly nervous and self-conscious way, slightly hunched reducing his gaunt height. When he speaks he moves his hands around a lot and is quite expressive. Unlike his sister he couldn’t keep a poker face if his life depended on it. His usual state of mind is worried, as he always trials after his sister with eagle eyes out for her protection.


Personality: Jupiter is extremely motherly and overprotective for a boy. He fusses over everything. His main problem is that he worries excessively about everything. He hates offending of hurting anyone and so is very nervous during conversation. He freaks out at the smallest problems and offenses, but the good point of this is that he usually over prepares. He also over cleans, attempting to keep everything in order despite it always falling to chaos afterwards. Always being tight on cash has turned him into a penny pincher, but his generous personality seems to make him always spend nothing on himself and too much on other people. He protects Lauma all the time, attempting to keep her from anything more dangerous than a paper cut (much to her annoyance sometimes.) Still, he’s a very nice guy. He will usually go to further lengths than necessary to be nice to someone. He’s usually in a slightly drowsy state (although by all means he has a right to be more than drowsy,) and can be a little slow on the draw sometimes because of it. However, give him enough time and he’s really very intelligent despite being a high school dropout. He usually gets flustered rather than angry, but he really tends to keep annoyances and anger bottled up inside so he will occasionally explode, although he’ll apologize like mad afterwards.


History: Jupiter’s life would’ve been exceedingly boring and pretty normal if it had not been for his sister. He was born into wealth, and his parents being the eccentric type of rich people, decided that they would name all of their children after gods. Thus, Jupiter was named. His childhood was nothing extravagant despite the money. He lived in a rather large mansion but his parents very purposely did not spoil him. The result was a very straight-laced, intelligent child who was actually quite independent. That did not prevent him from being a little resentful when his parents announced seven years later that they were going to have another child. As is with most children, Jupiter at first scorned his little sister, but then grew to adore his younger sibling, playing with her and teaching her everything he could. When she fell ‘ill’, Jupiter was kept in the dark for nearly a year about the true nature of her illness. This is when he first began looking after his sister almost incessantly. Fourteen and just starting high school, Jupiter focused his new independence and abilities as a growing teenager not towards becoming self sufficient, but helping his sister as much as he could. The deeper she fell, the more obsessed he became with protecting and trying to heal her. Once he learned of the actual nature of her illness, he was the one who found the priest/wizard that healed her. Because of her now fragile state, Jupiter continued his care for her. When his parents died less than a year later in a fatal car accident, two important things were stated in their will; 1. That Jupiter and Lauma were given a small portion of the remaining fortune but the rest would be held until Jupiter turned 21, and 2. that they wished the mansion that had been in the family for generations to stay in the family. Jupiter had to take care of it. Jupiter spent most of the money on lawyers to declare independence and then get custody over Lauma. He dropped out of high school to get a job, and then got another job. Now his life has pretty much been consumed with keeping things together. He operates on little to no sleep most of the time, and has more responsibilities than you can shake a stick at. You’ll never hear him complain though.
Supernatural Powers: None, unless you consider his ability to work two jobs, look after his half dead sister, clean almost an entire mansion, keep said mansion in working order including the huge grounds, and do all the errands all with little or no sleep, and the fact that he hasn’t gone crazy and died from stress yet some kind of supernatural ability.


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Lauma


Full Name: Lauma Jezebel Cascada
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Ethnicity: 1/2 English, 1/4 Russian, 1/8 Vietnamese, 1/8 German
Age: 11
Height: 5’3”
Weight: 87lbs
Orientation: She’s eleven so she has really no interest in that stuff right now. She would be straight though.
Occupation: Student



Hair: Lauma has light brown hair, although, mysteriously it has started graying at the roots a bit. She keeps it cut short and neat, although she never cuts two particular strips of hair on either side of her head. She has these up in pigtails normally, but when she takes her hair down they leave two clumps of hair much longer and a bit more ragged than the rest.
Skin: Pale naturally, and even paler due to her reclusive nature. A few nearly invisible freckles powder her cheeks.
Eyes:Lauma has the same nearly black eyes of her brother. In contrast, her eyes are usually half closed in an apathetic, emotionless stare.
General: Lauma dresses in a mix of somewhat Victorian style clothing and modern fashions. She loves frilly and dainty clothes, and likes clothes that show off her tiny build. She is most fond of dresses but wears other things when called to, especially in the summer when it gets too hot. She isn’t very self conscious, walking with purpose and confidence wherever she goes. She doesn’t seem to mind people seeing the rune on her chest which extends from just below her ribs to the bottom of her neck and to either side. She always seems very purposeful and almost robotic in her movements, contrasting to her wispy voice and wandering conversation.


Personality: Lauma is cold and frigid on the outside. She always seems to be observing with passive apathy rather than interacting with her surroundings. A recluse by nature, when she does go out and interact with people, it usually seems as if she’s half drifting the whole time you talk to her. It is extremely hard to get any emotion to show up on her face, although it is easier to actually get her to feel said emotion. She is very mature and to the point, and is just at that age when she’s starting to want more independence from her brother. However, sometimes a little bit of the little girl she once was and should be peaks through, and she’ll persist after a pretty trite object, or giggle at inappropriate times. She can seem alien at times, but little moments of emotion and innocent seem to assure people (Jupiter mostly,) that her soul hasn’t left completely yet. What she lost in emotion she seems to have filled up with intelligence. Lauma has a vicious mind for knowledge and seems to be able to match wits with any adult in manipulation and analysis. She isn’t a super genius though, just very good at learning and keeping what she’s learned.



History: Lauma was born the younger sibling of Jupiter. When they were young, the pair were as thick as thieves, often using their large home and yard as a place for adventure. She was a very bright and energetic little girl, and very mischievous. This mischief got her into trouble even at her young age and one day she accepted a dare to go into a haunted house. She came out acting strange and with a high fever. Within the next few months, Lauma grew violent and bloodthirsty. Constant seizure like episodes and maniac ramblings interrupted her life and she always seemed to be carrying a high fever, but the air around her wad ice cold. About four months since Lauma’s affliction began, her parents, seeking spiritual guidance, learned from a priest that Lauma was showing signs of possession by a vengeful spirit. Worried about Jupiter’s already obsessive behavior about his sister, his parents decided to keep this information secret while they tried to find a priest strong enough to exorcise the spirit. It turned out it was actually a spirit on the verge of becoming a very powerful demon, and few had enough power to even attempt to get it out of Lauma. With all the visiting priests and Lauma’s condition, Jupiter eventually put two and two together and it was his frantic searching that eventually attracted the attention of a priest/wizard that was able to remove the spirit. Unfortunately, the spirit had taken root in Lauma’s body and in pulling it out, part of her soul was ripped off as well. Normally this would result in death as the rest of the soul would follow the missing piece, but some quick magic and the inscribing of a rune onto Lauma’s chest ‘pinned’ her soul into her body by the priest who revealed himself to have quite a bit of necromancy skills as well. Lauma’s personality was severly damaged in the operation, becoming the distant, quiet personality with muted emotions that Lauma has today. The family might’ve survived the year and a half of trauma, if two months later both of Lauma and Jupiter’s parents hadn’t died in a fatal car crash. Jupiter went through extreme measures to not get separated from Lauma and the mansion and the pair now live alone.
Supernatural Powers: Due to her being one step away from death and ghost-hood herself, Lauma can see, talk to and touch ghosts. With part of her soul missing, this also makes her body have lots of room for ghosts to go into, aka she’s pretty much the perfect medium for ghosts to possess her. She has no other powers besides these, but the magic binding her soul to her body is quite ‘loud’ and so those who sense magic can feel her a mile away, and sense the magic around her easily, sometimes giving the illusion that Lauma herself is some sort of magical being/ spell.



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PostPosted: Wed Jun 11, 2008 8:46 pm


NAME : Marcus Libros

GENDER : Male

AGE : 27

OCCUPATION : High-School English Teacher

RACE :White, Angelo-Saxon American (WASP?) [Human, whywouldImakehimanythingelse?]

LIKES : Food (mainly spicy dishes), reading, black and white films, classical music (with some classic rock), his laptop, traveling, world history, ancient art (Roman, Greek, Byzantine, ect), big dogs, straight black coffee, and the zoo

DISLIKES : Loud and disruptive students, rap music, movies about war (unless they are a documentary), interns, handheld videogames, on campus parties, people who are late, rudeness, small dogs, coffee with crème, and the public library

LOOKS :

5 foot, 10 inches. His eyes are a blunted blue, matching one of his school’s colors, while his hair, is a dirty blond with hints of brown. Marcus’s build is that of a typical American. Broad shoulders, average waist and arms, the only deviation are his legs, which, Marcus has been told, make up over half of him. His hands are larger than one might expect, but, so are his feet. As for his face, he has sharp eyes, with a thin brow, a mild mouth, slim ears, contrasting to his sharp and harsh nose and chin.

PERSONALITY :

He’s what some might call a mild man, taking little offense even when he knows it is intended. His students tend to respect him, and say that he is strict in his rules, yet, he does want to see each one of them pass his class. Rules are held high is Marcus’s view, and rule-breakers and not so high. He’s not afraid to escort students to the principal’s office, but, he would rather not. This could be considered his weakness. He’s kind to the point of being almost saintly; yet, his sadness and frustration with bad students cannot be helped. He might take them out of class, but, that doesn’t mean he wants to see them fail. He’s soft in many ways, yet harsh in others. Marcus’s one dream is to see all of his students pass his class with ‘A’s, but, each year, he knows that it will not be so. Sometimes he wonders he demands too much of them, while his students wonder why he demands so little. In short, Marcus is:

Compassionate, caring, strict, sometimes harsh, rule-oriented, slightly pessimistic, and intense (only while coaching)

HISTORY :

Marcus is the child of an actor and a writer. It’s from them that he got his love for English and literature. He was enrolled in private/catholic school until his freshman year, when he renounced his faith in the Roman-Catholic church and became a Protestant. The transition to public school wasn’t harsh, but, he did miss the intense homework he had gotten in private school. Making a few friends, he moved on with his life, events having little or no long term impact. His junior year however, his friend was hit in a head on collision due to underage drinking, driving a stolen car from cops, and idiotic behavior. With his friend’s accident, and later death, Marcus began to lose sight of what he wanted to become when he graduated from college. Did he want to become a policeman? A doctor? It was on the day of his graduation his senior year, listening to his history teacher talk about youth, that really had an impact on Marcus’s life. Until then, he never thought about how much teachers helped shape students. And with that, Marcus chose to become a teacher. Getting his AA in college 2 years later, he still had no idea what kind of teacher. It was his parent’s influence that eventually made him pick English. At 25 he received his masters in English, with a minor in teaching. At 26 he was hired full time, and he intends to teach ‘so long as students need to be taught’.


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PostPosted: Thu Jun 12, 2008 12:39 am


.: TAI DEVEREAUX :.
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.:Alias:. Hellcat, Kitten, Redbird
.:Gender:. Male
.:Age:. 21
. biggrin OB:. February 29th
.:Height:. 6'0
.:Hair:. Cherry Red, long layers to mid back
.:Eyes:. Halloween Orange
.:Ethnicity:. Both Western and Eastern influences
.:Build:. Archer
. biggrin istinguishing Features:. Touch me
Four piercings in each ear
.:Occupation:. Manager and occasional Talent Scout
.:Marital Status:. Significant Other
.:Orientation:. Pansexual

.:Text:. Firebrick #800517
Anything else? You'll have to ask him yourself. ^_~
... Mostly because I haven't written up his history yet. ^^;
PostPosted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 3:24 am


[x]_____//Altair Faust

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Age: 20

Eye color: Green

Hair color: Black

Height: 5’8”

Weight: 125 lbs

Personality: Total dork. Not too feminine or too masculine. He’s a hopeless romantic who loves showing off his inventions. He’s very sensitive to people putting him down and feels completely blown over when it happens, but he’ll be very persistent when obstacles oppose him, often using his mental strength to his advantage to compensate for his almost complete lack of muscle definition. He always puts all his effort into his inventions, sometimes spending days at a time engrossed by his workspace, snapping at anybody who gets too close if he’s having a tough time or stuck somehow. Most of the time, though, he’s very cool, collected, and easygoing until something exciting happens, in which case his feelings escalate and get very exaggerated very quickly. He only takes off his beret when he feels most comfortable (i.e. around those he cares most deeply about or when by his workplace). He’s very sickly, and was stuck in bed for most of his school life, causing him to miss most of his school year, every year, and most of his homework. He’d always end up doing every homework assignment for the entire year within a couple days at the end of the year to make it all up.

Likes: Inventing, Thinking, Reading, Freaking out to himself or with friends, Extreme Sports (only when he actually starts DOING them), Cookies, Cinnamon rolls, Strawberries, Kiwis, Star Fruit, Sunny days with a cool breeze, wind, his beret.

Dislikes: Arachnids, Insects of all sorts, Most vegetables, Sunny days WITHOUT a cool breeze, extreme heat, being sick.

Description: Altair has black hair, slightly short in the back with bangs near his eyes in the front, and it’s usually kept within a white beret, given to him by his mom when he was little. It was ridiculously oversized back then, but he took to it and wore it constantly, and he treasures it now that it’s finally his size. Only taking it off when he’s around those he feels most comfortable with, he feels very self-conscious without it. His outfits usually consist of monochrome tones. His pale skin burns easily, and he has to put on sunscreen every morning, no matter how much sun (or lack thereof) is outside. He’s got green eyes that shift to grey or even light blue, depending on ambient light or his emotions. He's got a black mini-gauge in each earlobe, and he paints little clown-like marks over his eyes because his first crush told him it'd look cute, so he did it all the time and it just stuck. Altair designed a pair of black cat ears at the request of his mother, and he decided to put in a chip that would boost her declining hearing ability exponentially. Unfortunately, when he tried it out to test out its abilities, it latched onto his head, leaving him with a pair of synthetic cat ears which he usually keeps hidden under his beanie. On the up-side, he's got awesome hearing now.

Background: Altair was born to a German father, Hans Faust, and a British mother, Emily Faust. His father mysteriously disappeared when Altair was 10 and three-quarters, and his mom is still alive and lives in an apartment directly below him. After his fathers disappearance, she went slightly odd, and acts somewhat like a young girl when outside. However, she still takes care of Altair when he needs it, embarrasses him around others, and acts just like a overly-young mother.
Altair was born and raised in the U.K, and so, has a thick British accent that has yet to wear off. Since he was at home for most of his childhood, he tinkered around with lots of equipment to make new things. He started out making things that were already invented using different technology (like powering a mini racecar with hydrogen fuel), as well as household appliances that were useful to his mother. He eventually went on to more advanced engineering, such as private cell phones, hacking programs, handheld computers, etcetera, and after a year or so of college, he ferried over to where he resides now. Upon finishing his degrees, he won a inventors' competition, which landed him in his current job- inventing for the company that Zayne Nyx also works for. His works often are used and tested by Zayne as well as the other agents that work for the company.

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Nychii

PostPosted: Sat Jun 14, 2008 12:44 pm


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Name: Nychii (Serial Number: 742000001)
Name Origin: None
Name Meaning: None
Nicknames: Niy
Age: 23
Marital status: Single
Occupation: Doll Shop Owner, wants to be a concept artist
Religion: Agnostic

Gender: Female
Species: Cyborg
Origin: Brimlin
Parents: Dagen Kaura (father), Marial Kaura (mother)
Siblings: Makie, Nami Kaura
Cousins: Unknown
Offspring(Blood related): None

Appearance: Image to the left
Hair color: Silver
Eye color: Blue
Skin color: Pale
Distinguishing features: The black bandana over her right eye
Markings: She has a bar code with a serial number that had been branded onto the back of her neck.
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 305lb (looks 125lb at most)
Blood Type: O

Likes: Drawing, Painting, Sketching...art in general, sushi, ice cream
Dislikes: Stubborn people, needles
Fear: Being alone, scorpions, swarms of insects
Hobbies: Swimming, drawing, observing nature

Strengths: speed, defensive attacks
Weaknesses: scorpions, swarms of bugs
Magic Abilities: Ink mixed with her blood create drawings that come to life
Melee Abilities: Taekwondo
Weapons: Paintbrush

Medical Information: Nychii had been physically changed, like Makie. She was the first experiment; therefore, the materials used on her were a bit more clumsy and heavy. Her right eye had been replaced by a motion-sensor and radar which transmits images to her brain, which the agency did not place on their second model. Before, any field tests could be run on her (requiring a tracking device to be injected into her body), she ran away.

Personality: She ponders before she acts and therefore, most of her thoughts are carefully planned out. She acts warmly but speaks little, which had allowed her to catch some important information during her imprisonment and testing. Her heart had grown soft over the years, and it has become increasingly hard to kill those who try to recapture her.



Family

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Name: Makie (Serial Number: 742000002)
Name Origin: None
Name Meaning: None
Nicknames: Mai
Age: uncertain, but looks 16
Marital status: Single
Occupation: College Student (she hasn't exactly paid for the classes, she just joins them whenever there's a big lecture in session)
Religion: Atheist

Gender: Female
Species: Cyborg
Origin: Unknown
Parents: Unknown (first memories were in an adoption)
Siblings: Nychii (they’re not real siblings but they are as close as real ones, read history)
Cousins: None
Offspring(Blood related): None

Appearance: Image on the left
Hair color: Orange but turning gray
Eye color: Blue
Skin color: Fair
Distinguishing features: Hair
Markings: She has a bar code with a serial number that had been branded onto the back of her neck
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 312lb (looks 135lb at most)
Blood Type: AB

Likes: Games, competitions, books, technology, Pocky
Dislikes: Large crowds of people
Fear: Being found
Hobbies: Thinking, playing video games (especially fighters) or any types of games for that matter, taking walks

Strengths: Close combat, but she can throw daggers with rather good accuracy
Weaknesses: Has no magic abilities or magic defenses
Magic Abilities: None
Melee Abilities: ?
Weapons: Carries two small daggers, but she can use anything as a weapon when disarmed

Medical Information: A good deal of her body has been tampered with, she was adopted by some unknown government agency after their first experiment, Nychii, ran away. Many of her major internal organs are reinstalled with damage resistance, self-repair functions, and rust resistance. They are also a bit lighter in weight than what was used in their previous model. Her skin had been injected with a substance called Memory Derm which regenerate to its original state when washed in water of 40 degrees Celsius or higher. Tracking device had also been implanted somewhere on her body that only a few knows about.

Personality: One can say that outward appearance means little. Makie may be the cute innocent and hyper girl on the outside, but she's wired to be a cold killer when necessary although her mental state is powerful enough to surpress the other side...most of the time.
PostPosted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 2:04 am


Name: Ryrien

Nickname: Riri

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Birthday: February 17th, 1989

Race: Half human, half-siren, and partial ninja.

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General Personality: Bright and spunky. She might be a little too happy at times, and may come off as obnoxious.

Likes: Chocolate, baked goods, music, books, rain, sunshine, science, ramen, rice balls, sweet or salty food, mythology…

Dislikes: Shots, stupid people, religion, salad, seafood, spicy food…

Hobbies: Reading, singing, drawing, baking, learning Japanese…

Occupation: ???

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Height: 5’ 5”

Weight: 121 lbs.

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Knee-length straight silver hair. Usually worn in a high ponytail or in a twisted knot.

Skin: Fair, slightly on the pale side. Doesn’t burn easily but will freckle if overexposed to sunlight.

~More to come later...

Ryrien


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PostPosted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 7:14 pm


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Name :: Shadow
Age :: Unknown
Eyes :: Aquamarine
Hair :: Bright orange
Skin-tone :: Black
Distinguishing Marks :: Swirling tattoos in black on both arms
Jewelry :: Gold cuff in cartilage of one ear; blue stone suspended on black cord about neck
Occupation :: Thief
Interests :: Pickpocketing, bank heists, etc, good books, good company, money, relaxing on the beach
Bad habit :: Stealing even when he doesn't really need to
Post Color :: Black
Personality :: Shadow is almost always cheerful and upbeat - prone to play pranks and make jokes much more than he is to be serious. He's talkative and inherently friendly, though at the same time, he often will not approach people he senses may be dangerous. Having been a thief for the majority of his life, Shadow has developed the skills to read people, even at a distance or in a crowd. He's had to - since his life, at times, has depended upon this ability.

It's possible for him to be serious about things, he just prefers not to - life's not as much fun that way! Yet, at the same time, if one were to look into his eyes for a few moments, they might see just a bit of wisdom lurking beneath his child-like demeanor. In fact, he does take his 'job' seriously. In all the time he has been thieving, there have only been a handful of times he has failed. And most of those were because of factors completely out of his control.

Shadow can also be skittish, in certain ways. It's as if he has to constantly be moving, darting here and there about a room as he's talking to someone - or even just shifting his weight from foot to foot. He tilts his head, blinks, and makes expressive gestures with his hands while he talks, or listens. He might make an effort to curb all of this if he saw that it really annoyed someone, but more often than not, he wouldn't even notice that he was being annoying by his constant motion.

With those he cares for, or has decided to attach himself to (whether they want him there or not), Shadow is even friendlier than normal, and is attentive and eager to please. It upsets him if he does something wrong or upsets those he is close to. Even if their being upset isn't his fault, he will do just about anything he can to fix it, or to cheer them up. He's also very loyal and would likely never leave someone he is truly attached to, in one way or another.
History :: Shadow was born in a place that humans would call "Underhill". The fae, of course, have many other names for it. But Underhill will do for our purposes. To understand his early life, it's necessary to explain just a bit about the society he was born into. There are two main factions of fae living Underhill, and many, many different species of fae in each one. There are the "true" fae, which are basically what we would think of as elves... and then there are the others. There are fae based on different types of animals, on trees, other plants, on aspects of nature, and even on things so odd that most would not have a clue what to think of them.

The Seelie fae are those species who are allied on the "light" side of things. They are mostly made up of true fae and such other species as dryads, fairies, some animal fae, and the like. And then, there are the Unseelie fae. The Unseelie are traditionally thought of as those allied on the "dark" side of things, but that is not entirely true. Though most of the darker species of fae do belong to the Unseelie, they are not, by any means, all evil or bad. Rather, they are simply more... free with who they allow into their halls than the Seelie are. Think of it as if the Seelie were an exclusive university with certain criteria and the Unseelie were a less-strict university of group of universities who allowed more people in and didn't have as high a standard. Of course, because their standards are not as high, they are seen as less by the Seelie.

Now, as for Shadow, both of his parents came from the Unseelie - but one was a true fae and one was... other. His mother was the true fae, but his father was a Spider fae - which is precisely what it sounds like, a fae based upon the characteristics of a spider. Though his parents claimed to love one another, Shadow's father was called back to his own people soon after Shadow's birth and from that point on, Shadow has never seen him again. He has always thought that if his father truly did love his mother, he would find a way to return. This is part of the reason for Shadow's own loyalty and concert towards any that he cares for.

Shadow's mother was also fairly high up in the social structure of the Unseelie, which is comparable, in a way, to the courts of Medieval times in England or France. Thus, Shadow was constantly dragged along to one social function or another as he grew up, where he always had to be proper and polite and behave himself among his peers and those better than him (especially those better than him). Being such a free spirit, Shadow quickly grew tired of this and started to get frustrated with his life. He hated never being able to speak his mind, or play a joke without worrying about the political ramifications of such.

And so, as soon as he was deemed old enough to leave his mother's home and live by himself, he left the court. Then he left Underhill entirely and came into the world of the mortals. There, he roamed about for quite some time, learning what he could of humans and how they lived ... until he came upon a small temple one day which drew him, for some reason. This was a temple of Jorahna - an odd place, but one that he would grow to know, and love.

For Jorahna is the deity of thieves. No one knows for certain one way or the other what Jorahna's definite gender is, for the god keeps itself constantly wrapped in shadows and silence - speaking only in a soft, gender-neutral voice. Or else, directly into its follower's minds, in images and emotions. Jorahna's temples usually look like just a single, small building above-ground - but each one is the entrance to a veritable warren of tunnels and other secret passages that run throughout the cities where they are located. Only Priests and certain select others are allowed full access to these passages, however. Priests also live in the temples and/or tunnels, at least for the first few years after becoming a Priest, while they build up their own funds from percentages taken out of successful jobs. There are certain areas marked off as living quarters and each person typically has a room or rooms to themselves. But there are also common areas where all can meet and mingle together, so there's generally always someone about.

To become a Priest of Jorahna, one much swear an oath to the god, and agree to serve it for a minimum of twenty years. Then they much train, and eventually pass a test set to them by the current Priests - usually to steal something of value that is very difficult to get to. Each Priest is also a master thief, and many oversee networks of street thieves and beggar children (cleverly made to look more pitiful than they actually are) in order to supplement their own income from jobs they receive.

Lest you think that all Priests and their underlings are evil, however, allow me to explain that this is not the case at all. One of the cardinal rules of the temples is that one is never allowed to steal from those who cannot afford to be stolen from. This ensures that only those who already have too much in the way of money or goods will end up losing some of it to the thieves. The one exception to this rule is if whatever the item in question is has already been stolen once and the job is to get it back. In such a case, they may take the item from whoever currently has it in order to restore it to its rightful owner.

It was here that Shadow found his true home, and companions. Now, he has been a Priest of Jorahna for several years, and has since built up his own store of wealth and a group of friends and companions he cares for far more than he ever did for any of his own race. Having recently ... "acquired" a child through the ICRS, Shadow now lives in a small house with Fiosdae and a number of odd pets that seem to gravitate there for some reason.

PostPosted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 6:58 pm


Name: Sabmyr'ayne Everhaniep
Pronunciation: SAB-meerr-ain ee-VEAR-hin-eep
Alias: Felk
Race: Drow
Age: 43 (still quite young, by Drow standards)
Height: 6' 1"
Build: Leanly muscled
Hair: White mohawk!
Eyes: Cherry red
Skin: Coal black

Personality: Felk is...an a*****e. He hates people, himself, and you. The only reason he goes anywhere is because he wants to. Friends don't matter, and neither does family. Needless to say, he's not very social.

Likes: Maraschino cherries, dim lighting, powerful music

Dislikes: Annoying people, ignorant people, breathing people...

Occupation: Model

Hobbies: Oh, nonono. That's a secret!

History: Oh my. Let's condense. Felk was born in the Underdark into a family whose names are just as ridiculous and long as his, and got the Hell out as soon as he could. His name, received when he was "of age", means "weak-boned lunatic". Yeah, his family's not too fond of him, nor he of them.

Random Facts:

-Felk goes by Felk because, when his name is written in Drow runes, that's quite what it looks like.

-Felk likes to DNJDBasfaetgawtertetttttttsorry. Still a secret. :<

Other: Nobody knows Felk's real name, but the definitely know who he is. He's modeled in everything from dirty mags to high school art classes. The tabloids just love his mysterious, hateful face. He doesn't really care.

bobaTJ


Daisuke Chue

PostPosted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 2:43 pm


"They say the eyes are the door to the soul... It's too bad I only have one."


Name:Daisuke Yuon Chue
Race: Half-Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Height: 4' 8"
Hair Color: Light Indigo
Eye Color: Golden Amber
Skin Color: Tan
Likes: Music, Strategic games, Puzzles, Reading.
Dislikes: Being called, in any way, short.
Current Occupation: Owner of a small Therapeutic Music Clinic/Store.
Past History: Daisuke is a complete mystery when it comes to talking about his past history. However he tells everyone that he is a retired Military Strategist/Theraputic Consultant. Though when talking about it, he seems unsure of himself, as if there is a bigger story than he is telling.
The loss of his eye, he tells people, was said to be one of the reasons he was promptly removed from military positions and thus began his life as the owner of "Sacred Haven" A therapeutic music clinic/store.
To many, Daisuke may get huffed and puffed at being called "too short and young looking" for his age, but deep down he really seems troubled, only hiding it with piles of stress on top.




((Will be updated as he is role played with.))
PostPosted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 5:26 am


Name: Salvador "Sal" Cranberry
Age: 68
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Anglo-Saxon
Species: Human
Hair: Gray
Eyes: Gray
Height: 5'8"
Build: A bit pudgy, a bit flabby.
Occupation: Retired cook. Gets veteran's checks as well as retirement pay.
Family: None living (nothing tragic, he's just old...though he is lonely).
Likes: Gardening, hunting, cooking, basic carpentry (making crappy-looking birdhouses and chairs), classical music
Dislikes: Cats, chipmunks, squirrels, young kids and their crazy deviations from what is "normal"and "right"
Personality: At worst, Sal tends to be gruff, irritable and unapproachable. At best, socially awkward. He's a bit of a loner and throws himself completely into whatever project he is working on in order to not feel so alone. Usually, that project is his garden. He tends to soften up around people his age or particularly sensible-looking younger folk (with a hint more leniency toward women). If you look younger than him and you would prefer a pleasant conversation, it may be better to call him Mr. Cranberry until he tells you otherwise.
Residence: Sal lives in a small house in an older suburb of [GAIALAND]. The house is over one hundred years old, but doesn't look interesting enough for people to care about that. It has three levels, plus an extensive basement. There is a front porch and a back deck. The back yard has been primarily converted into an expansive vegetable garden, with a little bit of space for his hunting dog to run and for a few flower pots. There is no front yard to speak of. Just enough room for a flower bed before the sidewalk takes over. There is no driveway, so Sal has to park on the street.
Unique Features and Abilities: Not really anything to speak of here. Just old and curmudgeony.
Pet: The only other creature Sal tends to keep around is his pet dog, Dunce. It's short for "Dunstan", his late wife's choice for a name. Sal always thought "Dunce" fit the dog better. The dog was always a little bit stupid. Dunce is a beagle. Dunce is old.
History: After high school, Sal joined the army during the war. While never seeing battle, he still receives benefits as a war veteran.
After returning home he got married. He owned a diner with his wife, Betty, for several years before they sold it and he went to work as a cook for a mental institution.

They never had children.

Sal always had an extensive vegetable and herb garden that took up what most Americans would consider as a back yard on the smaller side of average. What was left was devoted to a few of Betty's flowers and their pet hunting dog.

In their mid-fifties, both Sal and Betty, both chronic smokers, chose to quit the habit. Three years ago, it was discovered that Betty had lung cancer. She died the following year. Since then, Sal has been using his hobbies to avoid his loneliness.

Verithe

Hygienic Explorer


Rown

Friendly Hunter

PostPosted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 11:50 am


NAME : Hu Rong Wei
GENDER : Female
AGE : Twenty-five
OCCUPATION : Nail technician at her family's "Leaf Parlor", part-timer at a fortune booth (when needed)
RACE : Human
LIKES : Mah-jongg, cigarettes, really old spaghetti western movies, dependence, small children (?)
DISLIKES : Unwarranted affection, her current job(s), rude people
LOOKS : Rong Wei is 5'4'' and doesn't let anyone look down on her. With cropped brown-black hair that curls under at her chin she's not very dominating, not to mention she's a little portly in terms of her weight. While not excessively fat she's got more meat on her bones and actually looks rather well-filled for her small frame.

Preferring comfortable clothing, such as button-up shirts or khakis, she also sports a pair of broken black-framed glasses. She has never been one for earrings or jewelry, but she does pride herself in the manicured nature of her nails.

PERSONALITY : A bit on the rude and crude side, she comes off as rough around the edges and doesn't seem to get better with each passing encounter. With a sharp tongue that seems to belay her small stature, she's got a quick wit that isn't in short supply of use.

She is possessed with a strong sense of filial piety however, as she cares for her mother and father. A bit of a hypocrite in how she doesn't like to depend on or trust anyone, she enjoys being depended on heavily by others.

HISTORY : Her parents left China before she was born, this she speaks it as her main language but is fluent in English (and has no accent) thanks to American schools and pop culture. As the only daughter in a family of three children, she was expected to marry off as soon as she was of age but had a bit of a problem doing so thanks to her mouth and personality.

Taught a rough style of Muay Thai at a young age she dropped out from learning it at her own dissatisfaction with the martial art, though she is still capable of using some of it still in defense against unwanted affections or advances, instead moving on and picking up a knack for playing mah-jongg. This was something taught to her by her uncle who would later pass away, so she doesn't mention her lesson origins even when asked.

An average student in school, she didn't stand out due to her grades and managed to make it through to college, though she dropped out and came home to take care of her parents when her second brother left to start his own family.

Now, living at home and working two jobs, her love of mah-jongg keeps her occupied when she's not busy working or watching old movies at the local cinema.
PostPosted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 12:22 pm


Name Genri Shuurajou
Age looks about 19 but real age unknown
Ethnicity not sure
Race mixed breed
Hair Color silverUser Image
Eye Color blue, but sometimes red and black
Height 5'9"
Weight 165
Skin Tone some what pale
Likes Cooking, going on trips, fighting to an extent, and fishing
Dislikes
Men hitting women for any reason, and not having enough medical supplies.
Personality Genri is an easy going type of guy, except when his friends or family are threatened then he's quite hard to handle, seeing as he lost his memory about nineteen years ago his real age is undermined, but for some reason he feels immense power welled up inside him, he trained to me a medic so he can help the people that he meets and need treatment from animal attacks etc.

Shoumaikataki


Kakari

Chilling Wyvern

25,975 Points
  • Planetary Technician 150
  • Brilliant Light 450
  • Master Slayer 200
PostPosted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 7:51 pm


User Image:Ravij's Character Profile for Non-owner Characters:

Main Information:

Name: Joel “Ravij” Peter Lowrey
Age: 23
Height: 5’ 10”
Weight: 145lbs
Hair: Black with a few highlights of brown.
Eyes: Dark Hazel.
Skin: Slightly sunkissed.
Birth: May 27th, 1985
Occupation: Waiter at a small fancy restaurant (family owned).

Favorite Activities: Playing electric violin, Writing short stories, Reading fantasy novels.
Favorite Food: Sweets.

Likes: Mythology, Traveling, Food (Even though technically with all the food he’s eaten he should be rolly polly, but somehow still fits into a size 30-32 waist fit.), Hungarian Dance No.5 by Johannes Brahms.
Dislikes: Antagonists in stories, people who are sad (He always tries to cheer them up).

Personality:
He’s a bit goofy at times on the verge of being very child like. When a serious situation arises he’s there to “attempt to save the day.” Sometimes when he plays already written pieces of violin music he will go off into extended “remixes”.
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