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I go by the name of Azura Flavian.
Obviously, I'm female
This year will be my 67th
I was born at midnight between April 30th and May 1st

▶People say I'm too hard-headed for my own good and tactless at times. I am also very competitive and strive for perfection. However, I am very clumsy with words and I am uncomfortable around strangers and crowds.

▶I am from a line of demons related to an ancestor of peafowls and grew up sitting in front of reflective surfaces all day long. Anyhow, I grew sick of coating myself with layers of beauty product and grooming myself all day long. I left my kind to find a better purpose in life to no one's surprise. I had always been the black sheep of the family being born during the witching hour of the Walpurgis Night. Since my departure, I have searched for a new purpose in life.



▶My kind are illusionists by nature.
Having been born at unusual times, I can sense paranormal activities and magic
After my departure, I have picked up some melee skills that are strengthened by the fact that I am a demon. Albeit weak in strength, peafowl demons have higher agility and speed than humans.

✔I enjoy sparring, acquiring new knowledge, and making friends.
I like to eat as well though I rarely gain weight.

✖I cannot stand any form of laziness or excessive self-indulgence. I hate anything used to embellish one's appearances.. I dislike sweet and spicy food.

My homeroom is 2-B

I am under the guardianship of Kyona Faolchu Liath

Why, hello there.


How lovely of you to show interest in me. Call me Lucas. Lucas Amsel.
I am a man, albeit a cursed one.
You see, January 18th was my 310th birthday.

I have grown disillusioned of the world with time. Some say I’m pessimistic and cynical, but I consider myself simply realistic although I do have a rather venomous tongue and tend to drop sarcastic comments here and there. Apart from that, I am rather cheerful and laid-back on my good days, but I have a mischievous side that I find hard to suppress. Also, I’m extremely near-sighted. Take off my glasses and I’m blind.

Oh? You wish to hear more about me? Well, I was a soldier back in the days, but for some reason, I ended up being cursed. I have yet to discover the culprit but once I do, I’ll make him or her wish she had died three centuries ago. Ever since, I’ve been roaming around, trying to fit into the ever changing society. It is only recently that I heard of this Academy. I would suggest hiring a new team to be in charge of promoting your school. Anyway, I enrolled in hopes of learning more about the Dark Arts to relieve myself of this curse.

Hmm, I supposed it would do no harm to tell you a bit more about my curse. Like I said, I have no idea how it came to be. I simply woke up one day with a different eye and hair color and these strange markings on my back. Allow me to show you. I'll strip anytime for you.



I soon realized that I could not remain dead. Decapitate me and my head will find its way to my body and reconnect itself. Stab me through the heart and it will simply regenerate albeit all this happens at a painfully normal speed. Though I have discovered that as long as the stake stays in my heart, I will not regain consciousness or start to regenerate. Some may say this form of immortality is very useful, but I beg to differ. They have clearly not been burnt alive and forced to regenerate. I am simply an ordinary human that can’t stay dead. I have no enhanced strength or “dark and evil powers” as those clergymen put it and that basically leaves me defenseless, especially amongst the bunch of non-humans here at Fuyu. Oh, sure, I know how to wield a sword properly but this isn’t the 18th century, thank you very much though I do carry a silver gun with me. That reminds me, the night tend to change me. Enjoyment from teasing poor soul turns into sadistic pleasure at seeing others suffer. Wariness turns into paranoia and dislike turns into pure hatred. My five senses are enhanced to the point that I can actually see without glasses, but silver burns me and exposure to strong light could blind me for weeks and give me a migraine. That is why this gun is made of silver. Its purpose is to protect me, not to kill others.

Eh? Of course I have hobbies! I like to pull pranks on people around me and listening to heavy metal. I enjoy sewing at times too. I love spicy food and sake and mangas. Katanas too! Actually, I like swords and sharp things, but I do try to stay away from them at dusk…
I suppose I dislike naivety and whiny people. Especially those that thinks the world did them wrong or stuff like that. I also hate arrogant and self-centered people. Clergymen as well.
I’ll be joining 2-B according to the rules
Kyona Faolchu Liath is my boss here and now that you’ve learned so much about me, I suggest you watch out at night.



Ooc: I know immortality is a bit of god-modeing but I’m trying to balance it out with the fact that Lucas is basically powerless (although a bit nuts at night). This is basically my exercise to see if I can stay in-character despite the fact that Lucas' appearance is that of an existing character ><

Will be edited later to fit the skeleton



Height: 184 cm
Weight: 79 kg
Character Name: Roy Evans
Date of birth / Age: August 17th, 18 years old
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Hometown:Toronto, Canada
Personality: He used to be a cheerful guy that bounced back easily, but he's been rather down and in a foul mood recently. He is rather versatile and is a quick learner once given proper motivation, but is is easy to boss around and somewhat wimpy. Also, having been kept away from the outside world due to his condition, Roy is really, really bad at anything that involved physical activities and a bit too naive at times. However, he turns really cranky and downright mean whenever he uses too much of his power or under stress. Carpe Diem used to be his motto.
Bio:
Roy was born in a middle class family from painfully normal parents. He, on the other hand, was anything but ordinary. He had been diagnosed with narcolepsy from a very young age as he seemed to fall asleep at random times every once in a while. It was nothing serious, but as he grew older, things became worse and he noticed that he usually become temperamental and got headaches before suddenly falling asleep, something completely different from the description of narcolepsy. However, doctors and specialists could find nothing wrong with him. At around the age of ten, things took a rather violent turn. He would often wake up to rooms in shambles and objects would move around him without anyone touching them. Although the frequency of his headaches remained the same, the intensity increased with time to the point that he would eagerly fall asleep to escape the pain by his early teens. Seeing that even professionals could not find anything wrong with him, Roy went to look for answers on his own. Through networks of urban legends and myths, he finally stumbled upon information about Academies that may help him and he enrolled in one in hopes of finding a solution to his problems. However, the previous academy did not meet his needs and did little help him control his powers. Since he was about to do all the work alone, he thought that he should transfer to another Academy, Fuyu in this case, since he grew distanced from his previous classmates.
Powers: The source of his trouble is his telekinetic power. It is rather strong for someone so young, but he is far from controlling it well. Whenever he uses his power too much, he gets terrible headaches that only intensifies with every minute he stays awake. Through observations and deductions, Roy came up with the hypothesis that his power is directly related to his narcolepsy. As though it was a defense mechanism against pain, his body would urge him to sleep when a headache was coming after using his powers. However, he has those urges even when he did not use his power. The only difference would be that his powers would not manifest while he was unconscious in the former while, in the latter, objects would be moved around or violently thrown about.
Mannerisms:When in a good mood, he tends to flail and run all over the place. While nervous, he scratches the back of his head and shifts his weight from foot to foot. However, he is mostly seen fiddling around with small objects and levitating them with his power.
Dress Code:Roy usually wears whatever he feels comfortable, but tries to atleast make it presentable. However, you won't catch him wearing baggy clothes and his pants 2 inches below his waist with a cap at 43 degrees and bling.
Eating habits/tastes:Really, he usually just stuffs the food into his mouth, but tries to keep things remotely clean with the amount of times he's been scolded for it before. He has a soft spot for seafood and freshly baked bread and is not really interested in fancy cooking. Apart from seafood, all Roy wants is something to stuff himself with so no hard to eat food like escargots where one needs to pry the lil fella out.
Confident/Self-conscious?: He appears confident, but he has always felt like an oddball and inferior to his little sister since she was normal. Lending in academies have really knocked him out of his element and he sometimes feels very self-conscious.
Most important possession: His collection of fairy tales and fantasy novels.
Greatest Fear: Confinement and being forgotten.
Likes:
1. Supernatural
2. Heights
3. Exploring new places
4. Seafood and fresh bread
Dislikes:
1. Science
2. Darkness
3. Violence
4. Blood
Who does he/she live with?: Mom, dad and younger sister
Father/Relationship with him: His father is rather distant and a little exasperated of his powers and the consequences of it.
Mother/Relationship with her: He loves her mother as she is very affectionate, but strict at the same time. She has been the one that home-schooled him eversince he was little and it was a miracle that he managed to convince her to let him go.
Feelings toward animals:They're cute but not as interesting as the ones from his books and novels.
How does he/she view his family?: They're too normal for someone as different as him and despite his affection for them, he doesn't always feel at home with his family.
How does he/she view his friends?: Despite his optimism, he learned that nothing is eternal and because of that, he never gets too close to anyone even if he could look friendly at times. It is a kind of defense mechanism he has built up.
Who is their hero?: Merlin, don't ask.

Other comments:
мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: Catian
Dorm: Alizarin Crimson
Homeroom: World Studies / Magical Creatures

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Height: 175 cm:
Character Name: Elias Faustian
Date of birth / Age: July 31st, 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Drinks: Occasionally
Hometown: New York , NY
Personality: He usually acts like a Mr. Nice Guy that is on a flirting rampage. He has an almost permanent smile on and is a total flirt in a dignified way. He usually is polite and courteous, but that is merely a front to cover his selfishness. Trusting him too much can often prove to be a fatal mistake. He sees others are tools, nothing more. He also has a very good poker face and a master at hiding his true emotions behind a charming smile. In other words, he's a sly fox, the snake under the flower, the dagger coming for you back. Due to his treacherous nature, he finds it hard to trust others as well and can be paranoid at times. He rarely loses his cool and is rather uptight about appearances.
Bio: Elias grew up in a rich German family in a rich Italian neighborhood in a rich country. Both of his parents were busy businessmen and most often than not, left him alone with money to plot whatever shenanigans he fancied. Needless to say, he's never had to worry about money and is a spoiled little brat, a spoiled little brat that did not settle with a calm and legal life.

The crowded boroughs of New York all had their own underground leaders and he so happened to meet the son of one of them. In a way, he had become an outside and indirect protégé of John Junior Gotti, a well-respected member of the Gambinos whose father had run the family for years and led it to prosperity, although even that could be a stretch. He was more of a favored associate since he was not of Italian descent.

Nevertheless, the old man took him under his wing and taught him many things, out of ‘boredom’ apparently, and he assisted them in the shadows in exchange by delivering messages. However, it wasn’t long before the elder was jailed and another man took over the family, but Elias still stuck around the Family. As he grew older, the need to hide his involvement with the Gambino decreased. He would act as a messenger in his free time in exchange for lessons in dismantling guns and a few shots of alcohol from bored mobs. His presence became recurring around Gambino hideouts, but he was mostly known as an errand boy of no importance.

If he was asked about the biggest mistake of his life, he would admit that this was it. The Gotti faction was quite unhappy about being pushed aside after the incarceration of both previous leaders, Gotti senior and junior, but they were in need of allies outside of the Family where their supporters were being silenced. Their leader’s calculating genius was the reason behind the time he spent on the young German-American.

By then, Elias had discovered his powers, but did not see the need to publicize it and kept it as a trump card that would be put to use quite soon. It was supposed to look like an ordinary delivery, but he was actually supposed to eavesdrop on a meeting between Lucchese and Gambino’s current bosses. News of the Gotti faction’s planned coup had leaked and the two official rulers of both Families were discussing ways to deal with it. Things turned sour though and he ended up cornered by both Families. The Gotti faction had fallen and his only escape was to wreck the city with his powers, but that landed him in the hospital for months in a comatose state. On the run of both Families and family, he promptly accepted the invitation to Spirit Fang, but found the school unsatisfactory and decided to transfer.
Powers: He controls air although it is very straining. He can go as far as to move, compress and expand it.
Weapons: He managed to smuggle a small handgun into school grounds but his ammo is still limited.
Mannerisms:Elias and his fedora are inseparable especially when they are outdoor.
Dress Code: The young German has a thing for suits and formal wear and considering his economic background, does not hesitate to wear brand clothing.
Eating habits/mannerisms/tastes: The brunet is a picky eater. Fast food is a big no for him and he adores French and Italian cooking. Stuffing the food into his mouth is blasphemy to him as he believes that taking one's time to eat is the only way to fully enjoy food properly.
Most important possession: His hat
Hobbies/Recreations/Sports: Skirt chasing. It is a very tiring and gruesome sport! Apart from that, he has a thing for guns.
Greatest Fear: Someone knowing everything about him.
Likes:
1. Girls
2. Gastronomic Cuisine
3. Guns
4. Stupid people
Dislikes:
1. People who do not mind their own business
2. Wasting good food
3. Overly friendly people
4. Talking about self.
Who does he/she live with?: Mother and Father
Father/Relationship with him: Disappointed in him and they have a rather tense relationship.
Mother/Relationship with her: Fears him
Feelings toward animals: They are annoying pests.
How does he/she view his family?: They provided money, but even that has stopped ever since his little accident.
How does he/she view his friends?: He sees them as stepping stones or tools at most and never lets them too close.
Who is their hero?: Marcus Junius Brutus

Other comments:
Goal: Secure his safety by surrounding himself with connections.

Kyona Faolchu Liath

Weapon

Description: Equipped with Meprolight night sights instead of the usual Glock sights for use in dark places and a Jentra frame plug to keep dirt and water out of the gun.
Name: Glock 35
Owner: NPC who owns the item or takes care of it.
Size: 8.15 in.x5.43 in.x1.18 in. 1.26 in.for barrel height
Weight: 35.98 oz when loaded
Type: Ranged. Can hit up to 100 yards
Directions: Load a magazine containing the cartridges, pull back the slide and let it go to rack the gun and pull the trigger.
Limitations: For now, he only has 2 magazines of 31 rounds
Effects: None

мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: Wyvern
Dorm: Byzantium Dorm
Homeroom: Magics and Weaponry.