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Username:Seirou
Name:Mikasi Muraco
Nicknames:Mika
Age: 15
grade: 9
Sexuality: Bi
Seme, uke, or Seke? Seme
Dorm Number: 2
Personality:Mikasi is extremely melodramatic. He loves being over the top and drawing attention to himself and tends to act outrageously for this reason. He doesn't seem to grasp the consent that other people don't like him, but that's only a front for the fact that it allows him to further annoy said people. He loves to break social norms and push people's buttons and will do so in the most outrageous of ways. Its hard to make him behave seriously or perhaps to see the serious behind the play.
History:Mika grew up on a reservation, despite his coloring he's actually almost full blooded Hokan. His father was the res Shaman and his mother was a beautiful woman who loved housework and pampering her children. Mika was the only one who seemed to have a problem with the traditions that bound him and often struck out against them. It was partially for this reason that he ended up going to a public school off the res.

It would be at this school that he would meet his best friend and probably soul mate. At least the only person he didn't drive completely insane. The pair became almost inseparable and the bane of every school they've attended since. Mika spends his summers back with his family and the three brothers and two sisters that live there respectfully. He's ironically also the most adapt at following his father into the trade but the least likely to do so. Mika loves being wild and reckless too much.
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Other:Mika is actually an amazing medic and loves gardening. He also tends to wear a LOT of jewelry.



Username: Pandemic Uncaged
Name: Melvin Rey
Nicknames: Mel
Age: 15
grade: 9
Sexuality: Bisexual
Seme, uke, or Seke? Uke
Dorm Number: 2
Personality: Mel is energetic, has the attention span of a gnat, and has definite trouble accepting the idea of personal space. He likes to see everything, investigate anything that catches his eye, especially when it comes to people. He’s just completely interested. …at least until something new wanders by and then he’s off like a shot in the middle of your question. Fortunately perhaps, he’s generally fairly good natured and happy so most people don’t mind him hanging around.

Until they realize just about every other sentences that falls from his lips is a lie.

Mel is a compulsive liar, unable to stick to the truth even when it doesn’t matter. He lies about things no one would bother to lie about: his home town, what his hobbies are, even what he ate for dinner last night. Sometimes the lies are elaborations, many times they have a few grains of truth in them, but trusting him completely is foolish. He even lies to his best friend and love, Mika, though will reluctantly disclose the truth if Mika insists on it, though he’ll usually look for a way to prank Mika in retaliation later.

History: Mel’s given his history is, of course, immediately questionable given how often the story has changed or evolved as he’s told it over the years. But the truth is that Mel’s upbringing was completely unremarkable. He was the middle child of parents who married in their early twenties and settled down, father working as an accountant while his mother stayed at home, raising her three sons and giving guitar lessons for a small fee to anyone in the neighborhood who cared to ask for them. Mel learned to play a little, but his progress was slow since he had trouble concentrating through an entire lesson, let alone finding the patience to practice on his own. Simple, safe, boring.

To ease the boredom, he began telling tales. They were stupid at first and easily detectable as lies, but over the years he got better at it, weaving in truth with the fiction until people never knew which parts were real and which were false. It grew from a hobby to a habit to a simple part of who he was. Mel was a liar and everyone knew it. People did their best to stay away from him, to stop listening.

Until Mika transferred in. His colors were unusual enough to draw the eye, his antics dramatic enough to make others react, for good or ill. Mel was happily astonished when Mika joined his game, helping him deceive the other students. It wasn’t long before Mel would have followed Mika off a cliff if the white haired boy promised there would be something fun at the bottom. The worst parts of the year were the summers when Mika would disappear and Mel had to go back to feeling lost until he returned.

But now there’s a new school. And so many new people to play with. And investigate. And deceive.

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Other: Mel has an almost eerie affinity for animals. It’s hardly unusual to find him in possession of a random stray dog or cat. No one’s quite sure where they come from since Mel predictably lies when asked, but they seem to trust him in a way people don’t. He can’t sleep unless curled around something warm, generally Mika.




Username: Aristina Kystalin
Name: Michiru Krystan
Nicknames: Michi
Age: 15, but looks 12
grade: 9th
Sexuality: Bisexual
Seme, uke, or Seke? Seke
Dorm Number: Dorm 5
Personality: Michiru is a very shy person, often stammering and panicking over the smallest things. He is also a bit of a crybaby and runs away from mature subjects such as sex, which is ironic because he draws out those type of things for his yaoi. He gets scared over the smallest things.
History: With one mother, one father, two sisters, and one brother, Michiru comes from a family of six. Michiru had a very wild imagination. He began writing when he was in the first grade. Ever since he learned how to write letters, he has been writing down all of his imaginations with whatever was able to be written on, which often ended up being painted over whenever he wrote it on his walls. His parents had to buy him a laptop so he wouldn't write so much on the walls. It annoyed his parents, but at least he knew when to stop writing and work. Plus it made the young child so happy.

One day, they found the walls messed up again. But instead of words, there were things that looked like pictures. It was about the 3rd grade when the parents realized he got himself into art as well. A few payments for art lessons, and Michiru was already drawing like a pro by the fifth grade. Apparently he adapted pretty well and even managed to create his own style in the meantime.

Michiru was in the 6th grade when he began his career as a mangaka. It was unexpected to him really, but his school teachers and everyone around him saw a lot of potential for the child. He submitted his project, which was to draw and illustrate some part of the Japanese history, and it amazed his history teacher on how he managed to draw a rather detailed and pretty good imaginative event with one event. It included more than just he event itself, but more characters and even a bit more tragedy and some romance as well. Above all, it never got off topic and stayed with the event, all in 5 front-and-back pages.

The teacher showed the principal, who was moved by how the events and he ended up calling a publishing industry and showing them the little manga Michiru drew. The head of the industry came to Michiru and offered him a once-in-a-lifetime chance to become famous by publishing the history manga. However Michiru didn't want that and just wanted to be a normal kid. So the two compromised and agreed he'd let him publish the manga as long as he didn't have to make an appearance in anything.

However, as school time passed by, he decided to write something else that wasn't just an educational drama--he had been writing more historical mangas--and decided to broaden his horizons a bit. Listening to two sisters talk about their boyfriends, he used them as a basis for original characters. Submitting his works to his editor, who also pushed him into doing more than just history and school items, the story became a nominee for an award. It didn't get the award, but it was recognized enough for the child to do more of the shoujo novels.

How he got into yaoi...He blamed his brother. It was a crazy afternoon when he saw that. Michiru had writer's block and could exactly decide what he should write next, having a deadline for a book his editor mentioned but then he told her it didn't exist at all. So the child had to come up with something before the editor got in trouble for making false news. Coming home from his seventh grade field trip, he saw the lights were off and heard moans coming from the living room. That's when he saw his brother. Naked. On the couch. With a guy.

He wasn't really sure how he felt but he gained three things: a slight change in his sexuality, the breaking of his mind innocence, and a manga he unknowingly drew out to get it out of his head. He was about to throw it in the trash outside his home when the editor thought it was his manuscript for the new book she had mentioned accidentally to her boss. So after much debating, he let her publish it, but under a different name. After that, it actually got an award for Best Reader's Choice, Teen's Favorite Read, and Best Drawn out Manga. It was an embarrassing thing to him, but at least he saved his editor's job. He's released six other mangas equally erotic as his first one. Michiru's not too proud of it though...
Appearance:
Shy Lil Writer
Other: His original history manga and shoujo novel pen name was Arisu Kisugara, but due to complications, he started to make yaois under Musashi Kasami. Michiru actually isn't that comfortable with drawing the sex scenes within his BL mangas. He only does it as a request from his editor and even then, he doesn't like it and feels even more uncomfortable.



Username:Ice_N_Fire/Seirou
Name:Wanijima Agito/Akito
Nicknames:Mako
Age:15
grade: 10
Sexuality: Depends on his dominate personality. Agito-Bi. Akito-Gay
Seme, uke, or Seke?Again, varies. Agito-Seme. Akito-Uke
Dorm Number: 4
Personality:Akito is sweet and extremely child-like. He is very hyper and loves to be in motion and has a tendency to stick his nose into EVERYTHING. He loves being involved with whatever is happening and tends to be very attached to the people around him to an almost dependent level. Agito on the other hand is extremely abrasive. With a mouth like a sailor he isn't afraid to let people know what he thinks and he vary rarely will do anything for anyone but himself. He's very protective but so far that trait seems to only apply to his other half which makes him seem more than a little selfish.
History:
Akito never got to meet his parents. His father, an American Naval Officer, left when his mother was pregnant and his mother died giving birth to them. As such they were raised by their older brother in the heart of Japan. As his brother never wanted anything to do with him, he was left on his own rather early in life.

It didn't take him long to get involved in a host of activities, legal or otherwise. He mostly did it because he was bored and looking for something fun. He was saved by the grace of a second hand shop and a pair of Roller Blades. What might have turned into a life of petty crime was almost instantly reversed by an all consuming obsession with the sport. Spending almost all his time in it, it wasn't surprising that before long he was champion of the streets.

But by then his brother had gotten a job in the local police which was commissioned with hunting down a lot of the skaters which were becoming a problem for the area. Akito was an easy target for the brother he still loved, and was forced into helping him apprehend the other skaters from within their ranks. The near constant stress and loss of his freedom to play his favourite sport fractured Akito's mind. Agito was born to protect the boy who never really learned to say 'no'.

Agito was ruthless in securing Akito's protection and by the time he was done his brother was in jail for being corrupt, half the skaters feared him on sight, and he'd earned the title Mako. It was at this point that he became a Ward of country and had it not been for a single IQ test he might have been shipped off to a military school. In the end he got a scholership to Bell Liberty which made Akito happy so Agito backed down and shared dominance of their body with his other half once more.
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Other:Which personality is in charge is easy to tell. If his right eye is exposed then Agito is dominate. Left is Akito. Akito/Agito is almost NEVER without his skates. Even his shoes have wheels in them.

Username: Pandemic Uncaged
Name: Jack Vari
Nicknames: Firefly [for the way you one can sometimes only see the light at the end of his cigarette in the dark]
Age: Seventeen [Fake ID says 22. Bite me bouncers]
grade: Eleventh grade
Sexuality: Bisexual. Pretty is pretty. ******** gender.
Seme, uke, or Seke? Seke: Seme in all but special circumstances
Dorm Number: Lucky Seven
Personality: Jack loves playing with people, learning how to make them angry or upset, like a child poking a stray dog with a stick just to see what he’ll do. If he’s smiling, he’s smirking, and if he’s smirking he’s just thought of some new game to play. These games usually involve idiotically stupid things like traffic dodging, sneaking out, walking the edge of the rooftop… anything for that next adrenaline rush that proves he’s alive. He’s a flirt when he thinks someone’s reactions to the flirting or fun or if he manages to find a challenge. In the end, it’s all about the moment. You live for now, not for tomorrow. If you have to burn down the town to do so, go for it.
History: Jack is a street kid and proud of it. He was raised in a big city on the coast, learning to cheat at poker and surf the freezing waves from his older brothers. His mother had too many kids to notice if one more went missing, which pissed the attention whore that was Jack, so he split. He was in a gang for a while, but the gang was pushed out of their territory and mostly dissolved into straggled bunches of thugs who beat each other up on sight for the hell of it. It kept life interesting at least. His “good fortune” began when some rich b*****d picked him out as a charity case, dressing him up and sending him off to school as some sort of publicity stunt. Jack never got the full details. All he knew was suddenly everyone was in his face about this ‘priceless opportunity’ and he agreed to go to the school just to shut them all up. Of course, he never promised to stay…
Appearance:

Other: The boy gets grumpy as hell if he hasn’t had a cigarette in a while. Taking his pack is a major no-no for those wishing to live another day.



Username:Seirou
Name:Sorazorashii Kaito
Nicknames:None
Age:17
grade:11 grade
Sexuality:Gay
Seme, uke, or Seke?Uke
Dorm Number: 7
Personality:Kaito is usually extremely calm in almost every situation, to the point where he's considered rather cold. He tends to analyze everything and take his time with decisions but once he's made them he's as stubborn as a bull about keeping them. He's not very social, but not through being shy, simply that he doesn't like large groups of people. He tends to hang by himself for this reason which hasn't helped his reputation. Usually found reading or drawing he's withdrawn and yet very observant of the world around him.
History: Kaito's father owns one of the top electronic companies in the world, Tigran Electronics, and he's the only male heir. As such he was born into a world of instant wealth and great responsibility. From a young age his father would make him go to work with him and remain the whole day, explaining the ins and outs of the business.

Kaito's something of a genius and quickly learned to work through what his father was offering and became a recognizable figure in the work place. Though he was always harshly forced to make sure he never did anything that might reflect badly on the family. From his very first moment everything in his life has been carefully planned and set up for him leaving him with no true decision of his own. He's attended prestigious boarding schools during the winters all through his life and this school is no different.
Appearance:

Other:Kaito's an amazing artist and a genius with electronics.



Username:Seirou
Name:Aiden Mason Dark
Nicknames:None
Age: 17
grade: 11
Sexuality:Bi
Seme, uke, or Seke?Uke
Dorm Number: 8
Personality:Aiden is extremely easy going, most of this comes from having learned there's no point in fighting. He plays dirty when he has to and will do almost anything to survive. A complete masochist he enjoys pain, but also equates sex with love. His concept of the two emotions is so twisted its almost impossible to separate them. He has almost no self-worth outside of his body and an almost ambivalent acceptance of even that.

Its impossible to tell when you've gotten a rise out of him, because Aiden just keeps the easy going docile look in place even when he swings to break your nose into your brain. He's learned to incapacitate if not kill on first hit and will easily do so. So far he doesn't seem to have a lick of self-preservation despite his impressive survival instinct. He'll walk into and do things that should likely get him killed. More than not its because he sees no real reason for his being alive and yet he refuses to die. He's torn mentally enough to have issues even a psychiatrist wouldn't touch and yet over all seems quite well adjusted to them.

History:Aiden's mother moved to LA for the same reason any decently pretty girl did. She wanted to be a movie star. Tall, skinny, and gorgeous with midnight dark hair she was sure she'd be in the A-list in no time. For this reason she left the family home in Montana. Her father, angry at her decision, disowned her for her actions and promised she'd get no help from him for as long as he lived. She flipped him off and went to meet her future.

She picked up a part time job as a waitress in one of the fancier hotels and began auditioning immediately. Like almost every other hopeful, she never got any further. One commercial to her name she found herself growing more and more desperate. Like most she sank into drugs and alcohol. Her part time waitressing job became full time, with a little extra money on the side from wealthy patrons willing to pay for her coke habit with a few hours of her body.

She had no idea who Aiden's father was. She only knew that as her stomach swelled she was doomed to never make it anywhere. Desperate she tried to abort him using a hanger and ended up getting herself hospitalized. She had no choice but to finish the term, and never forgave her son for causing all her dreams to be destroyed by being born.

Completely lost in her own misery she never cared about nor for her new son, sinking deeper into the dark underworld of LA and the haven of the drugs it offered. Her son, a male version of her own dark looks, learned to grow up quickly and fend for himself. Spending far to many days hungry enough to eat from garbage cans. When he was 10 his mother accepted the first proposal for a little more cash, and Aiden was dragged into the back room. He only screamed that first time.

Aiden learned quickly that if he stayed away from the drugs the extra cash he could get from that was enough to keep him at least fed. And at least this way, someone loved him. His twisted view of the world very well might have gotten him killed had he not tried to pick the pocket of a wealthy looking man in their neighborhood one day. Aiden was VERY good at stealing so to get caught was a surprise he hadn't expected he defiantly hadn't expected the man to look at him like he'd seen a ghost. Seeing which way the wind was blowing the dark haired boy offered him a quick blow job to just forget about the whole thing. The slap he'd received had only made him smile invitingly. The man had let him go with a horrified look and Aiden hadn't thought twice about bolting.

When he'd come home that night he'd walked right into the arms of the police. The wealthy man had turned out to be his grandfather who had gotten his daughter arrested to be put into rehab for her own safety and, as Aiden would find out later, gotten custody of her son transferred to him.

Aiden hadn't settled well in the family back in Montana, but a guilt stricken grandfather had refused to give up on him. That was how he found himself shipped off to a private school to get his high school diploma so he could at least get a job. Hence how he found himself in a school full of rich guys. Like always he'd find a way to adapt and bring this to his advantage.

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Other:Aidan has two tear drop red earrings in his ears. One for his mother and one for himself.





Username: Pandemic Uncaged
Name: Suriel Kahana
Nicknames: Was never given one.
Age: 17
grade: 11th
Sexuality: Unknown
Seme, uke, or Seke? Seme
Dorm Number: 6
Personality: Suriel’s personality is greatly dependent on where he is in his medication. If it’s fresh and he’s full to the gills with little white pills or an injection, he’s generally pretty out of it, mellow and cooperative, trailing dreamily after anything that catches his eye. He’ll act half asleep, movements slow and inconsistent. Once he’s a bit more awake he’s still rather quiet, but reasonably curious, inspecting things with a purpose he can’t seem to describe. The more the medicine wears off, the more restless he becomes, going from gentle hovering nearby to jerking about, opening a drawer only to rifle through it aimlessly and shut it again. If it’s completely out of his system the sleepy eyes are gone and his gaze is sharp and suspicious. Off the medication he jumps at loud noises and lashes out at anything that startles him, preferably with a weapon of some kind. He also becomes angrier, eyes constantly straying to the windows or doors like a soldier gearing up for a fight.

In none of his levels of medication does Suriel like chairs. He’ll sit on anything else quite comfortably, counters, desktops, tables, crates… but he goes out of his way to avoid sitting on a chair. If he can’t help it, such as in a classroom, he tucks his legs underneath him in a crouching or kneeling position to keep from fully sitting down.

History: Suriel’s family were drug dealers who sampled too much of their own wares to realize the trouble they were getting themselves into by peddling in someone else’s territory. Suriel himself was an accident, but they kept him, and for all they weren’t the best human beings, at least they didn’t drop him on his head. And like all children, Suriel did love his parents. He was only four when they were killed.

There was no chance in getting a witness statement from the boy. He wasn’t discovered until a neighbor noticed the papers piling up outside and went to investigate. A half starved and dangerously dehydrated Suriel was sitting in a chair, hands folded neatly in his lap with the blood of his parents decorating the floor. They bore evidence of torture and the cause of death in both cases was a slit throat. Suriel was immediately put into the hospital. With no other family on record, he was placed in the foster care system.

It wasn’t long before the child’s file began to fill with troubling reports. Any time one of the other children started to cry near him, Suriel would throw violent fits until either he or the person crying was removed. When questioned, he wasn’t able to provide a reasonable excuse except to say that they needed to stop crying.

When the fits stopped, other problems surfaced. Nothing could be proven but small things began to go missing. Pets. Small animals. And while it was true that foster children did run away from time to time, they seemed more likely to vanish if Suriel was in the same home. He was sent to therapists who deemed him emotionally unstable and likely traumatized, which wasn’t anything new. The word ‘sociopath’ floated around for a while and was later dropped for fear it would damage his chances of adoption.

Hoping a change in atmosphere would help, the state designated enough funds to send Suriel to a boarding school with an excellent reputation. Bell Liberty.
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Other: Music soothes the savage beast, right? Suriel is oddly fond of instrumental music, particularly brass.



Student
Username: AriaofRevelations
Name: Ren Mitsuki
Nicknames:none
Age:17
grade: 11
Sexuality: gay
Seme, uke, or Seke? uke
Dorm Number: hm. 3 if it's not taken.
Personality: Ren is usually a very passive person. he avoids conflict whenever possible, though if there is someone near him is in trouble he will likely stand up for them. he is the kind of person who isn't comfortable in his own skin. He doesn't like silence, and will often move to a more crowded area for the conversation, though he may not necessarily speak. He will often be found around music of some sort when he wishes to be alone.
History: Ren was adopted and raised by two music teachers. They were very good parents, and would often spoil him. They had very long hours, though and taught lessons from their house. There was always music there. When he was nine, his house was broken into. His parents were awake at the time, and a fight broke out. The would be robbers pulled a gun, and there were two very loud gunshots over strauss' first horn concerto. The radio was stolen after that, and then the house went silent. Ren didn't wake up until later. When he did, the silence pulled at him…he didn't know why. He shrugged it off, wondering why his parents had turned the music off, but he figured he'd find out soon. He went down stairs for breakfast, and found his parents, laying on the floor of their empty living room. The event was traumatizing for him. He crossed the street and called the police. Soon after he found himself in an orphanage. He had inherited his parents property, but the state demanded he have a legal guardian, and he denied the houses existence to the adoption agency, and to his new parents when he was adopted again. He has a bad relationship with his new family, and they send him to a private boys school in order to be rid of him during the year.
Appearance:
Other:not much.



Username: mikael satsuya
Name: Angel Del Vita
Nicknames:angel
Age: 17
grade: 11th
Sexuality: bi
Seme, uke, or Seke? seke.
Dorm Number: 9
Personality: quiet, good grades, fun to hang out with, plays piano
History: he came from a huge family so he's used to nosy people. he has a scar running his back from an accident when he was hit by a car. he should be truamatizred but he isn't. angel used to play basket ball.
Appearance:

(Sorry guys, I wouldn't go falling in love with this one, he probably won't be around very long, plus he's not a very nice person)
Username: X Kalika X
Name: Ryou Takuma
Nicknames:none
Age: 23
grade: Temporary Teacher's aide
Sexuality: "Straight" (has a hidden, somewhat sinister liking for younger boys)
Seme, uke, or Seke? Seme
Dorm Number: private room
Personality: Very charismatic on the outside, almost aways has an ulterior motive. Selfish, way overconfident, has a past with Akira Takuma.
History: Ryou is Akira Takuma's cousin, Akira's father and Ryou's father were brothers. Ryou was involved in the incident that made Akira stop talking
Appearance:
Other: Probly won't be around for too long

x~X~x

Username:Seirou
Name: Dominic Candesent
Nicknames:Dom
Age: 19
Grade:Teacher's aide
Sexuality:Unknown at this time
Seme, uke, or Seke? Unknown
Dorm Number: private room
Personality: Dom is sort of quiet, mostly because he's usually too lost in his own thoughts to add to a conversation. It doesn't help he's a people watcher, usually finding something interesting in what they're doing. He's generous and often donates a lot of his time or efforts because he can. Despite his almost punkish looks, Dom is a sweet, good guy. He's only not a charmer because he doesn't put any effort into being so.
History:Dom is an only child of quite devoted parents who still insist on a call from him every few days. Thanks to his abilities he has been accepted into MIT and has an amazing ability with electronics. He's not quite sure if he wants to go into the line of work though which is why he volunteered his time at Bell Liberty, to take some time to think about it all.
Appearance:

Other: Is electrokenetic, capable of feeling and manipulating electric energy.




Username: Pandemic Uncaged
Name: Nicholas
Nicknames: Nick
Age: Eternally 18
grade: 12th Grade at Death
Sexuality: Gay
Seme, uke, or Seke? Seke
Dorm Number: Do I look like I need a dorm?
Personality: Nick is using death as a permanent vacation. He has a very laid back personality for the most part, easily amused by the antics of the students and his brother. Watching the changes through the years has been pretty fun, especially when it comes to movies. Nick loves movies and if one is playing in a dorm or a common room, chances are pretty high that Nick will be there, invisible, to watch with them. This is especially true of horror movies. He loves to find a couple of students watching a scary movie or telling ghost stories and scare the hell out of them. It’s far too easy and too tempting to every pass up the opportunity.

While is attitude towards the students is one of playful protection and good natured tricks, his attitude towards the teachers is cold at best. Most of his anger towards their death ended up focused at the educator who had helped betray and capture his brother while providing the space in the basement that became their execution grounds. He can’t seem to let go of that hate and his activities around adults are closer to those of a poltergeist than a mischievous spirit. With teachers he is not above destroying their possessions, throwing things, tripping them, and generally making their lives hell, especially if he catches even a hint of violence in their actions.

If over the years a teacher proves themselves to be honestly good to their students, he leaves them alone except for occasional tiny reminders that they need to keep themselves on the straight and narrow.

History: Nicholas was born to privilege. From a young age he was given every advantage his family’s considerable financial and social resources could provide. From the moment he was born it was his father’s intention to groom Nicholas into a model heir, someone who would take over the company and lead it to further greatness. High hopes were put on his very young shoulders and Nicholas thrived on the praise he received, on the attention he got from important adults who seemed impossibly tall to the young boy. He especially loved when people told him he had his father’s eyes, a brilliant sky blue that had been passed down through generations.

Of course, no one grows up completely responsible. Nicholas couldn’t resist teasing and tricking the tutors and special instructors his father brought to teach him specific areas of industry. He delighted in seeing how far he could push a prank or a deceit before he was caught, partially because he had inherited a good portion of his mother’s mischievous nature and partially because it was rare that anyone braved his father’s wrath to actually report on Nick’s misbehavior.

His mother and father brought home a small blue bundle when Nicholas was barely a toddler, but he toddled around after the baby as it began to crawl and then ran after it when the baby learned to walk. If Nick had gotten a portion of his mother’s wilder nature, Kit seemed to be the complete embodiment of the god Loki. Nicholas was constantly in a state of flux, jealous of his brother’s freedom at times and exasperated at his antics the next. But he loved him, unconditionally. He trusted him the way he trusted few others. He told Kit when he started seeing another boy and his brother remained the only person to actually know Nick was gay.

As he got older and entered his final years of high school, their father’s demands grew more intense. Small mistakes, slight slips in etiquette or grades were not tolerated and Nick found less and less time for either his brother or any form of social life. He quit dating and instead concentrated on school. His class work was still punctuated by the occasional prank, though if rumors were true it was nothing nearly like what his brother was getting up to. If he’d paid more attention to the rumors, the stories, to his brother in general, what came next might have been prevented.

His mother had called while they were away at school, practically hysterical with grief. Kit had been kidnapped and a ransom demand had been issued which their father was unwilling to pay. Knowing that his father was not willing to trade money for his second son sent Nick into a wave of fury. He knew his father didn’t pay as much attention to Kit, knew the man had long ago decided to focus his attention on his first born, but something like this… it was unthinkable. Unforgiveable. And how had their mother, who his brother practically idolized, not challenged their father? She had called him to grieve for a son she seemed to already consider dead.

Nick saw red the entire way to the school, determined to bring his brother back. He didn’t have independent funds, though. He brought what he had on hand, barely a fraction of what he needed, and stormed into the basement like a madman. He saw the teacher, a man that was supposed to be protecting the students, was the leader and made the offer of what he had. It was refused. Nick had in turn refused to leave without Kit and things went badly. A stupid attempt to grab one of the guns, a shot, and he was down. Nick bled to death on the floor, unable to stop himself from watching as one of them shot his brother.

Death wasn’t what he expected. There was no tunnel with a light at the end, no grim reaper, not even a dead relative telling him he’d made it to heaven (or hell). There was just a sudden realization that he didn’t hurt anymore and he sat up on the floor of the basement, looking at his own unoccupied body.

From that point on, he hung around the school with his brother, happily joining in on the pranks he hadn’t been able to participate in when he’d been under his father’s thumb. It was fun to tease the students and keep an eye on them at the same time. Only once did he forbid his brother from following him and went to find the teacher who had been one of the gang leaders as he packed his office and prepared to transfer to another school. The newspapers later reported that the man committed suicide by driving his car into a tree on the school grounds. It was Nick’s first possession.

Other than that, death has been pretty simple. He does his best to hide his irrational hatred of teachers from his brother and tries to make sure none of the other’s pranks go too far.
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Other: Nick has possessed people on more than one occasion, but has never used the power maliciously except for that very first time.

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Username:Seirou
Name:Christopher
Nicknames:Kit
Age:15
grade:8th before death
Sexuality:Bi-sexual
Seme, uke, or Seke?Seme
Dorm Number:the whole damn school
Personality:Kit doesn't ever mean HARM, but he does enjoy watching people's expressions when they freak out. He loves a good practical joke and is mischievous enough for ten boys. he can be almost fey like in his disassociation of his actions and the people around him but its hard to tell if that came before or after death. He's extremely protective of his school and while its fine for him to do something to it or the students he's not so fine with outsiders doing the same. His streak of violence in those moments likely stems from his mischievous nature but twisted darkly.
History:Kit's always been told he takes after his mother, a beauty queen flapper from New York during the roaring 20's, his father was from an old family that had become one of the leading family's of the twenties and heavily involved in the steel trade. They meet during on of his trips to the America's.

The couple had two children, both boys. With the oldest being the heir to the company fortune while Kit was allowed to run wild and unchecked. It would be this recklessness that would lead to his death. Shortly after the second year the two boys had been sent back to Japan to attend school, Kit fell in with some bad boys. He ran with them in several illegal activities and felt pretty powerful, what he didn't know was he was being set up.

He walked straight into the trap laid out for him by the older gang members and was easily knocked unconscious and then tied up. His father received the ransom note not long after but refused to pay. He did have another son after all and Kit had never been his favourite, favoring his mother far stronger.

Kit never expected his brother to attempt to save him, so when he showed up Kit was terrified, and rightly so. what happened next was something of a blur. Mostly drugged he only really remembered the guns going off, the fighting, and then the pain and numbness spreading from his chest.

During the struggle both brothers were killed on the school grounds, in the basement where he'd been held captive by one of the teachers who apparently was a member of the gang. Several members of the gang suffered the same fate and a small fire broke out that had that portion of the school condemned for a good number of years.

Kit has no idea why the two of them never left, but that meant the school was THEIRS and he treated it as such. For the last few decades the pair has haunted the school and gotten up to nothing good while doing so. Besides never getting to see his mother again, death's been sort of wicked as far as Kit is concerned.
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Other:As long as Kit or his brother are on the school where they can feed off its energy, they can interact with the living world. This includes moving objects and occasionally possessing people.