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Name: Kaiden Auron Ginven
Sex: Male
Appearence
Age:19
Hair: Cut about and inch above his shoulders. Its almost black, but there is a hint of dark blue in the color. It looks almost like he doesn't comb it, but really he just doesn't comb it that well.
Eyes: Kaiden has dark blue eyes that tend to be out of focus most of the time as he is usualy thinking to himself about one thing or another.
Alignment: Nuetral
height: 5' 11''
Weight: 168 lbs
Skin Color: His skin had a light tan to it from being outside alot, besides that nothing strange.
Race: Human
Build: Not completly athletic, but the physical shape of his body gives that appearnce. He runs more than anything, but as a down side he isnt exacually a strong person.

Information
Job: New's paper writer
Bio:Born into a poor family Kaiden didn't start life with the greatest chance. He did well in school that he could attend though so that was his escape from the life he lived at home which was sorrounded in problems. Kaiden finally broke free from the poverty that his family was in and found himself a job and finally a home. With time his own family found their way out of their troubles as well, but by then Kaiden was long gone and making a living of his own.
Personality: Kaiden is shy in many ways, but that is easly broken though once he gets to know someone. He tends to be a rather happy person even though he might at first come off as a cold individual. He tends to keep major grudges agiasnt poeple whom he dislikes.
Pets: Miya, a red orange fox, who is around 2, and Rook, a jet black cat a year younger than Miya. They get along rather well to even Kaiden's surprise.
Likes: Rook and Miya, reading, wrinting in his free time, water, and the cold.
Dislikes: Annoying poeple, fish, very hot places, and straight forward poeple.

((If I end up with the want to draw a picture and post it for him I will, but I'm no great artist so that could take some time.))

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NAME : Phiel Cereus
GENDER : Male
AGE : 34
OCCUPATION : Bodyguard-for-hire
RACE : Certified plain-and-simple human.
LIKES : Piping hot black coffee; cinnamon-flavored candy; chocolate, the darker the better; hot fudge and caramel sundaes; sharp bright blades and pretty leather things; hot showers until the hot-water heater is empty; cold, stormy nights; winter and fall; jazz music; film noir; penny-dreadful mystery novels; deep fluffy featherbeds.
DISLIKES : Hot summer days; guns of any type; pastel clothing; sour candies; long conversations; sleeping in the dark; early mornings; any medication (including headache medicine); doctor visits; close, direct skin-to-skin contact.
LOOKS : Shortish and lean, Phiel stands at just below six feet, with short, shaggy greyed hair that falls in a cropped mess around his face. He's not a terribly handsome man, but he carries himself with pride bordering on arrogance despite the scars littering his face and hands. His eyes are a surprisingly warm grey, and his skin is very fair. Most often he is found in grey-pinstriped black slacks and vest over a charcoal-colored turtleneck and black wingtip shoes. He often looks rather forbidding due to the demands of his job. He wears thin, fine black leather gloves.

PERSONALITY : Rather serious, Phiel tends to be a little rigid and inflexible. He has trouble having 'fun' in a traditional sense. He works hard and when he occasionally takes a day off, it usually just consists of eating sweets, doing errands and taking care of chores, though he has a penchant for sleeping in until midmorning.

He has a tendency to be very athletic and tends to think on his feet. This often gives rise to a sudden, quick temper that occasionally gets him into trouble with his employers. He can be a little proud, but it rarely gets in the way unless someone's degrading him.

Some things in his past have left him wary and somewhat mistrustful; he refuses to allow a stranger to touch his bare skin, be it hands, arms, or wherever, resulting in compulsive wearing of long sleeves and tailored leather gloves if he is going to be in a crowd of people to avoid contact. If the issue is pushed, he is likely to freeze and become stiff, formal and dismissive toward the perpetrator.

He deeply enjoys mysteries: the only real fun he often has is watching old film noir movies and detective shows and attempting to puzzle out the twist in the end, sometimes getting rather animated over it. If Phiel is reading, it is probably an old-fashioned mystery novel or a mystery-thriller. He enjoys critical thinking and yet he only gets the surprise about half of the time. Ideally, he would enjoy a detective's job.

HISTORY : Coming from a rough childhood in a place that wasn't terribly child-friendly, Phiel grew up a bit rough-and-tumble -- learning to keep on his toes and to keep his back covered, trusting very few people, though those he did trust were trusted with his very life.

A betrayal by the people he cared for most landed Phiel in some serious hot water, and that very personal breach of ethics sent him over the edge, and no longer trusting anyone, he began dressing up neatly and gloving his hands, using clothing as a sheltering mechanism. As soon as he was legally and financially able to, at age eighteen, Phiel left home with his life savings, a backpack, and a check made out for downpayment on a small apartment.

Lacking an education beyond the compulsory, he struggled hard to get where he is now. He spent ten years doing menial jobs, working construction, doing temp jobs as secretaries and even being a club bouncer before settling into professional chauffeuring. From there, due to his nature and talents, he was hired by an ex-client for their bodyguarding business, and has been working with that organization for five years.

In the present, he has a comfortable place, a job that is sometimes rough but pays well, and a routine that fills his days... But he lacks companionship and has no close friends, though a fair amount of acquaintances.

PETS : Phiel keeps several tanks full of fish. The only one that must be noted is a blue veiltail betta fish he keeps in a ten-gallon tank, by the name of Enki. He is remarkably fond of this fish.

Name: Diego Trissan, ‘Dee’
Age: Late thirties
Occupation: Carpenter and odd-jobs person
Personality: Mature and well-raised, Diego is a calm, friendly man who just loves helping people out in any way he can. [depending on your interpratation, he could be a literal angel] Likes to smile, loves making others smile, but often thinks he's very boring.
He's pretty good with all kinds of things, with everything that 'needs fixing' in a common household as his speciality. His cooking skills are decent enough too.

Physical description: Shortish brown hair that partially covers an eyepatch, warm green eyes, a decent tan... quite a tall guy with a slender build. Usually seen in a tank top and army pants, with heavy boots.

Image:
here (ignore the spear and the hint of wings, in my canon Dee’s a grigori, with the spear as his preferred weapon. He’s good with it, also works for jobs that require some… violence)
VERY old pic, first ever I did of him

Name: San Felis
Age: Mid-twenties
Occupation: Walking hazard
Personality: It may not be who he is, but amnesiac would qualify as a base given. His memory is pretty much ruined from an incident he can barely remember, and it’s made him a little funny in the head. Expect him to forget things fast (such as who you are), have a rather short attention span at times, and be a general screwup when it comes to fairly day-to-day tasks, such as phonecalls and cooking.
Under all the chaotic behaviour, he’s a man who genuinely cares about people as does everything he can to help people stay positive. He’s not at all proud of himself, but he’s learned to have no regrets. In the rare moments when he’s completely lucid, he’s calm and gentle, with a streak of heavy melancholy.
In short, he’s a perfectly reasonable guy who’s stuck with the mind of an excited young puppy (on his worst days). He needs a lot of sleep for his brain to keep up.
Despite all that, he’s a proficient gunslinger. Diego won’t allow him to carry his pistols though, there is no need for weapons, and San does see the sense in that.

Physical description: San has a wild spike mop of dark ruddish hair which he tends to keep in a ponytail, leading to a rather fetching palm-tree impression. His constant activity has rendered him a quite toned young short Mexican with a healthy skintone. Almost never seen without his white hat-with-feathers and his long coat. Not even Diego’s been able to train him into not wearing a Kevlar protector under his shirt though.
The single scar on his left cheek is a bit of a mystery, and it makes his eye twitch when he’s agitated, but other than that it’s no big deal. So far Diego’s the only one to have seen the rather expansive patch of scar-tissue on his belly.

Image:
here

Shared history :
The two of them just met up one day, as Diego got around a lot in his younger years. He took San with him, and ever since they’ve been together, as companions in life, nothing more. Diego has the patience required to look after San, and provide him with an environment where he can find some peace of mind and understanding. They’ve never once had a fight so far xD

pic of the two of them together, ignore the spear, again


Both male, both single and pretty ungay, despite the fact they live together as more than just roommates. For now they keep no pets, even if Diego's place is large enough to home five cats and a dog really. And a goat, too xP

Name: Ezekiel Nathan Farris (Goes by ‘Zeke’, never mentions his birth name)
Nickname(s): Zekey, ‘Doctor Zeke’, Darling, Cupcake/cakes
Date of Birth: April 12th, 1985
Age: Twenty-five
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 157lbs

Personality: Zeke’s a laid back individual who really does roll with the punches. He’s not quick to anger but he will stand up for himself if need be though he’d rather avoid conflict. Even when on the clock he’s pretty eccentric and fun loving, trying to take the seriousness out of everyday life and have those around him have fun too. Zeke enjoys playful teasing and flirting, meaning no harm towards others though he has tuned this down a bit in recent years, he just does it to have fun. With this air about him, he does like to go out and have a good time, enjoying a good rave once in awhile. He’s not fond of crowds though and goes for the music or for friends to have a good time with them. Zeke is also charitable and, given his line of work, he’s likely to donate to more animal or environmental related causes but he does have a blood donor card.

History: Zeke’s had a fairly normal history with nothing major really happening to him throughout his life, he’s kept himself “below the radar” so to speak.

He grew up in a small town to middle class parents as their only child. He was named after both his grandfathers, his first name being from his father’s side and his middle from his mother’s. Zeke wasn’t spoiled but rather taught that everyone is equal though many weren’t given equal opportunities and that he had to work for the things he wanted. He never really acted out or went through a ’rebellious’ child/teen stage in life, only altering his appearance and getting piercings and tattoos after he moved out and paying for them all on his own dollar. Zeke was an average student but succeeded greatly in English and the biological sciences while math and languages were his downfalls. He attended veterinary school after a few tries at taking the SATs and finally achieving the scores needed for that. Again he was an average student, but on a greater scale than in high school.

In college he came up with his philosophy to ’do things while you can’ and ’you only live once, so make the most of it’ after the untimely death of one of his favorite professors who followed the same ideals. In a way he was living the way his instructor wanted his students to live; as hard workers but those who would take some time to have fun with life and do things that were unexpected. After he finished school and graduated, Zeke started interning at various animal hospitals, clinics, and shelters, but never agreed with the policies that had rescued or handed over animals euthanized after a certain age or duration of time. While working overtime at one of these places and contemplating quitting, he stumbled on an article about a veterinary hospital and shelter that was (in the article’s words) “revolutionizing the care and treatment of animals in the place’s care”. Intrigued, he researched more and more until he decided that the facility was his heaven on earth job-wise and immediately applied. Once he heard the good news he moved to the city the clinic was in and later also enrolled in the local college’s graduate program.

Pets: A Maine Coon kitten named Dust Bunny

Read Zeke's full and complete profile here.

NAME:
___Ernan (mysteriouslastnameoooo)
GENDER:
___Male
AGE:
___24
OCCUPATION:
___Pianist
RACE:
___Hoo-man
SEXUAL PREFERENCE:
___Unknown
EYES:
___Ernan has teal eyes, and is blind.
HEIGHT:
___5'11"
BUILD:
___Medium
SKIN:
___Creamy Mocha when out of the sun, Caramel when spending an excess amount of time outside.
HAIR COLOR:
___When he's inside most of the time his hair, eyebrows, and goatee are a dark brown. Spending time outside tints it a strong burgundy although his eyebrows and goatee stay the same.
HAIR STYLE:
___Moderately curled, sometimes wears it cut short, has a tendency to let it get shaggy and long. Has a goatee with no moustache, sideburns depending on his shaving (why yes, he can shave although blind ... alright he may have his maid help with this), and lovely amounts of body hair.
BODY MODIFICATIONS:
___None

LIKES:
___Adores hot chocolate - but refuses to drink it made with water. Always, ALWAYS use milk and whipped cream. Enjoys Ginger Ale and Root Beer occasionally. Loves virgin strawberry daiquiris, unagi, avocados, and eats rice as his standard everymeal starch (potatoes and bread are a treat for him). Enjoys tuna salad in a fresh cut papaya, thick tomato slices with pepper/salt on a toasted bagel slathered with cream cheese, vanilla soymilk with whole-grain cheerios and applebananas, hot or cold teas, char siu bao, french fries, and as a guilty pleasure - spam. Loves dairy products, and most any kind of food to be honest. He enjoys cooking and can create a few good dishes (like hot pockets), but has trouble with presentation and is better at baking either way (sara-lee microwavables).
___He likes most any kind of music, as long as it doesn't scream at him. Severely enjoys being in the water, and is a strong swimmer but because of his blindness he generally holds onto his dog's collar. Ernan doesn't know what good dancing looks like, but he likes to do it by himself. He sincerely wishes that someday he could dance with someone besides himself. Enjoys animals, fantasy/sci-fi books, listening to people talk in French (although he can't), and sleeping on beaches.
DISLIKES:
___Bell peppers, jalapenos, you name any kind of pepper besides the one you season with, he is adverse to it and it's not for lack of trying. He doesn't approve of drama, or conflict, and therefor actively avoids people who seem to exude it. Prejudices don't make sense to him, being that he doesn't see what the big skin or appearance hullabaloo is on about. Does not like frog brains or spicy/overly sour sweets. Abhors Dr. Pepper, and avoids most sodas.
PERSONALITY:
___Ernan is congenial, to put it into one word. He will go with the flow, he will try the best he can to please. He is an all-around nice guy and the greatest sweetheart you'll probably ever know. He has a great capacity for romance and being well-read tends to say just the right thing at just the perfect moment. Although he is blind, he is very in-tune with the beauty of people's auras and personalities, which appeals to him far more. He explores diligently through touch, and as such can seem very sensual when he is merely learning you.
___Ernan has a maid, being that he is a slob and he can't help it. It gets to him sometimes, because although he can somewhat keep things tidy, he can FEEL the disorder of if he puts something a little bit off. As such, he lives in an two-bedroom bungalow and with a lot of neutral tones (although he's heard from a few visitors that there's a predominance of red as well). Even if he doesn't know what the colours are, understanding that they're somewhere in the middle makes him feel better about what might get on them. Having a television doesn't make much sense to him, but his friends seem to enjoy it.
___Being that he doesn't drive, he converted his small one-car garage into a nice little sanctum for his baby grand. Although it's been proposed that he put out records seriously, he makes one every now and then and doesn't put a lot of focus into selling them. He plays for a free concert in a local park every Friday, in restaurants, and sometimes does private functions (depending on the cause). Ernan is a proud advocate of charitable organizations, and doesn't tend to spend a lot of money on himself. He's been taken advantage of a few times monetarily, and now prefers to help people in other ways besides just writing a check. He's against fur for fashion, but believes that eating meat is a natural function of a human being.
HISTORY:
___Ernan lost his sight when he was eight years old due to an out-of-control fever, and although it was confusing and scary at first, he learned to make the "best" of it. Growing up as a teenager it frustrated him, and depressed him, he didn't understand why it had to happen, which is understandable. He graduated from highschool, middle of his class. After he became 21 he finally came to terms with it and allowed his questioning of everything in the world to be washed away. He began immersing in Buddhist philosophy to help him get a better grip on the world around, and his parents supported him. He tried college, but eventually ended up making his childhood hobby his fulltime career. Music was a way for him to express himself artistically when he felt he could nowhere else. As much as he hurts from what was taken from him, it is now his refuge. Ernan isn't that remarkable a person, he lives every day like anyone else, but what he makes of everything makes him special enough for anyone.
PETS:
___Ernan has an old fawn Boxer dog, moderately flashy - named Bear. Because of a misunderstanding when Bear was a pup his ears were cropped but a poor job was done. While both pointed now, his left ear lies flat back against his head, while the right ear stands up and is crooked near the top. Greying severely on his muzzle, he has four white paws, a white chest and underbelly, a small white mark on the tip of his muzzle and a small odd white dash on the back of his neck. His tail is cropped, brown eyes, and he has a tongue that's too long for his mouth so the tip tends to poke right out the front. A mischievous sweetheart, Bear is Ernan's all-over best friend, and has had him as a seeing eye pup since the age of 13 (which makes this dog fairly over the hill, although he does his best to be spritely).

Name: Adil Kurklen
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Occupation: A college student who's studying psychology, she works at a cafe shop as a waitress on weekends.

Appearance: Adil stands at the height of 5’5; her body structure lean and her skin pale. Her eyes are chocolate brown and her hair black with the lower half dyed rainbow and at shoulder length. Adil normally prefers to wear a black t-shirt, a purple hoodie, a pair of beat-up navy jeans, and a pair of converse sneakers; but at work, she wears the cafe uniform which is a combination of a black buttoned down shirt, a pair of brown dress pants, a green apron around the waist and a pair of black shoes; she ties up her hair at work.

Likes: reading, reverse psychology, coffee, drawing, playing video games, eating food, cooking...
Dislikes: Bees, sleeping after 12am, peanut, her alarm clock, rainy days...

History
Adil was born in a family with the classical mother, father and loving grandparents. She grew up as a normal child who played with barbies and likes going to the park, but at the age of 16, she gave her parents a threat by disappearing with the car and then coming back with her hair cut and the lower half dyed rainbow. Her parents were mad, but know they have kept her as the perfect little girl for much too long; they caved in and gave her the freedom she deserved. At the age of 18, Adil registered for a college far away from home. Her mother was calm about it as her father tried to change his baby girl's mind. In the end, her father failed and she ended up moving to a house her parents (her father relutiately) brought for her.

A few days after she moved to her new home, she got a job as a waitress down the street of her apartment. With her parents sending her money though her bank account, she actually has extra cash thanks to her job. Adil's college courses usually only take up the morning half of the day and leaves the rest of the days free (sometimes she might have afternoon classes but it's usually right after her morning class). She works at the cafe on Saturday mornings, Wednesday afternoons, and sometimes on Monday afternoons.


Personality
Adil is a very bold and friendly girl. She is a person that will speak her mind out if something is bothering her, but also knows when to shut up; she likes to talk to others and doesn’t mind people’s opinions on her, she likes to be with friends and make new friends, she is… a people person. On rare occasions, she might be mad or fussy but that’s usually because she’s trying to defend someone be it a friend or stranger. She is not one to judge someone though looks and is pretty carefree about what crosses her path most of the time. Though, one should be very careful when talking about her friends; any insult to a friend of hers, and the person will have to deal with her sarcastic remarks until he or she apologizes.
Most of the time, Adil might seem a little childish but she does have her more mature sides. When she needs to, Adil has this mother and sister like side to her that she uses to support her friends and family.

Name: Ash Price
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Height: 5’6
Eyes: Soft, purple eyes, that seem to enchant people who stare into them.
Hair: Black, cut above the shoulder with bangs partially covering one eye
Complexion: Dark, fair skin
Build: slender (average)
Accessories: a gold charm bracelet
-heart charm: this is a gold charm given to her by both of her parents when they started to travel for their jobs.
-star charm: this is a dull silver star that was given to her by her best friend—one of her maids—before she left.
General Attire: Usually tomboyish clothes—sweatshirts, jeans, and oversized shirts—and looks a bit sloppy in them.
Occupation: Dishwasher at a local restaurant

Personality: Ash has a very strange sense of humor and an easy going nature. She can be found giggling about nothing in particular and daydreaming on a quiet grassy field. Although she may be laughing and enjoying herself one minute, she can become very serious when needed. Most people seem to shy away from her happy demeanor, thinking that she is a little off her rocker. But the smile that is usually on her face is of something that comes from her heart. Ash is a bit distant from the world and others, but after you get past her defenses, she can grow to be good friends with anyone.

History: Ash grew up sheltered from the world most of her life. Money and fake friends made up her bleak world, but these things didn’t matter to her. She had her own way of enjoying things by herself. She is a lover of the unknown and unexplainable. She loves to hear legends of mythical beasts. Her parents cared about her, but were really never around. They were always busy with work, having little to no time to spend with Ash. She grew fed up with having the maids know more about her then her parents, so on her 18th birthday, she decided to leave her home and move to Gambino Island with just a simple note saying her good byes. She has settled into a dingy apartment, but is quite happy with her surroundings.

Being very bright, and wealthy, at a very young age, Ash went to very prestigious schools. They all put her on high regard as the perfect pupil to mold, and with some fine-tuning, they believed that she would do great things. Many colleges offered her scholarships, but she turned them down and went to a small community college where not many people knew the famous Price family. This school gives her the chance to enjoy her life to its fullest.