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NAME : Jezabroux Elai Ferenan
GENDER : Male
AGE : 35
OCCUPATION : Acupuncturist
RACE : Human
LIKES : Coffee, instrumental music, people, classic literature, and swimming
DISLIKES : Violence, vulgarities [speech and behavior], alcoholic beverages, smoke, inefficient individuals, bright lights, and conflict
LOOKS : Tall and lean, Jezabroux has the body of a swimmer. With natural bicolored hair (a result from an incident in China) and heterochromatic eyes (requiring a patch to hide the more unnatural); the male is hard to miss. He prefers to dress professionally at work with designer suits and a lab coat, though at home he becomes rather informal and picks sweaters and slacks. Jezabroux has a tattoo from high school on his left wrist, an uoroboros. He got it as part of a group act with his friends, and still thinks on it fondly.

PERSONALITY : Jezabroux is motivated, attending to each task to the best of his abilities, particularly with his patients. A sensitive individual, he has developed and maintains a profound relationship with all of his clients. With a boundless source of patience and a warm smile, he welcomes all into his office for a drink or conversation.

Jezabroux exudes a serene air, quite helpful when dealing with his senior patients; many of whom require a sedative that isn’t a synthetic drug. Like any individual, he’s prone to stress and works it off by swimming. He has a long tether of patience and when involved in conflict, he tries to deal with it maturely by reigning in his emotions and keeping a calm mind instead of striking with physical blows or sharp words. He tries to avoid public displays of anger. However, Jezabroux is no god of patience and has times when he can’t hold in his anger anymore, leading to rare explosions that leave the man feeling guilty and ashamed over his behavior.

As an acupuncturist, Jezabroux constantly worries that he might make a careless mistake and ruin a client’s health. Though he has only made such a mistake twice in his career, it was an experience that racked him with remorse. To avoid making such a mistake again, Jezabroux has developed a mild case of OCD. And while Jezabroux knows when to relax his mind and body, he doesn’t seem to know quite how to relax without feeling conscience-stricken.

HISTORY : Jezabroux was born to an upper middle class family. Years of thrift left behind a considerable fortune and he grew up in an environment with few but necessary restrictions. Like most, his parents emphasized the importance of a strong academic background in order to be successful in the future.

In middle school, he discovered swimming and it eventually served as a catalyst to help found social skills. Jezabroux was a dedicated student and athlete through his high school years, graduating as valedictorian and swim team captain.

Having decided he was going to be an acupuncturist from a young age after visiting a family friend’s acupuncture clinic, Jezabroux flew to China after graduating high school. Where, without further ado, he immersed himself in the study of acupuncture and eastern folk medicine. There, he gained the majority of his experience and expertise in his field of study.

After returning from his twelve year study in China, Jezabroux became a Gaia certified acupuncturist and applied for work at local clinic. Since then, it has been five years and he continues to work at Hua-Ahn Acupuncture Clinic with no signs of leaving to start his own branch. He currently lives in a studio apartment with his pet cat, Winston.

NAME : Byagane Asako
GENDER : Female
AGE : 28
OCCUPATION : Aerobics/Yoga Instructor
RACE : Human
LIKES : Ramen noodles, Koi fish, Cupcakes, Saturday morning cartoons, Children
DISLIKES : Broccoli, Cigarette smoke, Large dogs, Rude people, Violence
LOOKS : Slightly tall, Bya is 5'8" and weighs about 160 lbs. Her body is toned with a low body fat percentage. She isn't very curvy, having a slender waist and a small sized bust. Bya has long purple hair which she keeps held up in pig tails mostly for convience during her workouts. Dark brown eyes grace a serious but soft looking face with slightly tan skin.

PERSONALITY : Being an exercise instructor Bya is very health concious both in her daily activities and in the food she eats; the exception being her addiction to the cupcakes from the local bakery. Bya is a very calm individual, having practiced Yoga for many years, and always thinks things through before she does them. However this makes things difficult when snap decisions must be made. She tends to get flustered when not given enough time to think through the situation and either doesn't make a decision or agrees with the general consensous. Her calm demeanor also makes it difficult when she wants to express her feelings such as anger. Self concious of upseting somoene or maybe driving away a client, Bya rare expresses anger or stands up for herself when being verbally attacked. She just turns around and walks off no matter what the consequence.

HISTORY : Byagane was born in Toyko, Japan as the only child to a middle class couple. Her father was a banker and her mother was a clerk. She was an average student but seemed a little indecisive about her future. She excelled in physical education, not so much the sports but she generally enjoyed the excersize. She had even taken up Yoga at the local YMCA. Her teacher suggested she become an aerobics instructor and go to collage for a degree in Physical Education. Not seeing a bright future in her city she moved to Gaia where she could start fresh. She followed his advice, getting her degree, and getting a job at the local gym. Once she had established herself she started offering yoga classes as well as taking on a few private clients. Now she lives in her small cottage type house. Three times a week she teaches aerobics, twice a week she teaches yoga, and with appointment she takes on a few private clients for personal instruction.

NAME : Wethril'Aure - Fae name but he got stuck with the nickname Shadow after moving to the mortal world, and now refuses to answer to his old name
GENDER : Male
AGE : Around 100 or so, probably
OCCUPATION : Thief
RACE : Fae (most magical abilities un-useable in mortal realm)
LIKES : Stealing, playing pranks on others, games, drinking, jokes, fun, music, dance, etc
DISLIKES : People who are too rich for their own good, formality, politics, people who are too serious
LOOKS : Shadow stands about 5'3", with very dark ( but not quite black) skin. He also has pointed ears and a child-like face. Shadow's hair is a bright orange, and falls to one side with bangs in his face. At the back, he usually has it pulled into a ponytail falling mid-way down his back. His eyes are pupil-less and aquamarine. Shadow also has black swirling tattoos on both arms. The color of the tattoos is just slightly darker than his skin-tone. Whenever Shadow uses his innate magical abilities, the edges of the tattoos "glow" just a bit.

PERSONALITY : Shadow is almost always cheerful and upbeat - prone to pranks and jokes. 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. Though he's usually playful, Shadow can be serious, and takes his 'job' very seriously, having only failed at assignments a handful of times.

Shadow can also be skittish, in certain ways. He almost 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.

With those he cares for, or has decided to attach himself to, 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.

HISTORY : Shadow was born Underhill, to parents who were Unseelie fae. 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 never saw him again.

Shadow's mother was also fairly high up in society. Thus, Shadow was constantly dragged along to various social functions as he grew up, and always had to be proper and polite and behave himself. Shadow hated never being able to speak his mind, or play a joke without worrying about the political ramifications of such.

So, as soon as he was deemed old enough to 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, until he came upon a sort of guild of thieves. Fascinated by their lifestyle, he decided on something of a whim to become a thief himself, and it was here that Shadow found his true home, and companions. Since that time, Shadow has been a successful thief long enough to build up his own store of wealth (enough to buy a rather large house with money left over) and a group of friends he cares for far more than he ever did for any of his own race.

NAME: Ronan Shea
GENDER: Male
AGE: 37
OCCUPATION: Worker at the Gambino Aquarium
RACE: Selkie
LIKES: Being near the ocean, going to the beach, swimming, reading, seafood, high quality hair care products, the feeling of sand between his toes
DISLIKES: Being stranded, one night stands, dealing with Maili's brat moments, soccer (playing it), orcas and sharks, chlorine pools

LOOKS: Ronan has medium length tawny brown hair, hazel eyes, and is 5'11". A network of scars, lean muscles, chest hair, and tanned skin are a testament to his time in the navy, along with a small goatee. Though male selkies are known for their beauty, for Ronan this has mainly just translated into him looking younger than his actual age. He’s still considered attractive, just not drop dead gorgeous. Most of his clothes are nice but practical, including a long pea coat for colder weather. Casual wear is often jeans with simple shirts, or shirtless if possible.

PERSONALITY: Ronan is a fairly grounded individual, though he has had to work to get there over the years. As a result, he tends to have a faraway look to his eyes, even when paying attention. His view on the world is be positive but work hard, which has helped him take care of a teenager and child despite their opposing natures. Ronan does not view work as all bad; he mainly sees it as a way to clear his head and finds it legitimately enjoyable at times.
While Ronan is not a pacifist, he prefers to avoid conflict and hates sadists. Cruelty makes him truly angry and if he sees it happening he will actively work to stop it, even if means him getting a bloody nose. He isn’t overly concerned with looks but one aspect where Ronan allows himself to indulge his vanity is his hair - the more gloss and softness, the better. Sometimes he flirts for fun but asking to sleep with him will result in a cold shoulder. To him it should never be taken lightly and Ronan has sworn off that kind of relationship unless he does find “that special someone.” For now he sticks with friends and they are always of great value to him.

HISTORY: Ronan enjoyed a simple and happy life as a seal, but it came to a halt when a trip ashore to “woo the ladies” resulted in the loss of his sealskin. To cope he joined the Gaian navy at 18, a place that would keep him close to the sea. Over time he came to appreciate his human life and even became close friends with his cabin mate.
At the age of twenty-six, Ronan discovered that his sister had been the victim of a kidnapping. She escaped, but left behind a newborn daughter. Ronan took in the girl, naming her Maili. Five years of care while still in the navy and things not working, he decided to retire. As a parting gift his friend gave him something found years before - Ronan’s sealskin. The selkie kept the skin for a day, almost going back to sea, but instead he returned it to his cabin mate and explained the situation to the shocked man. While he would always love the sea, he had grown to care for life on land and wanted to be there for his friends and niece.
The pair settled into their new life on Gambino, Ronan soon picking up a job at the local aquarium. His knowledge as a selkie proved invaluable and it wasn’t long before he became a top employee. For a couple years Ronan also watched over a teenage selkie named Kris who now visits from college during breaks.

Fathle has officially joined the Lab Family n_n <33

NAME : Fathle
GENDER : Male
AGE : Looks 27
OCCUPATION : Business entrepreneur, rare-items collector
RACE : Vampire
LIKES : Blood, reading, cooking, animals, men, women (lulz)
DISLIKES : Rude people, breaking promises
LOOKS : Red hair, red eyes

PERSONALITY : Aloof but unerringly polite in that weird 1800's kind of way. Has a tendency to walk the fine line between chivalry and ruthlessness... especially when he hunts.

HISTORY : He has loved, murdered, and lost, leaving him rather bitter and cynical of the people around him and of himself. After an especially trying time in his long life, he went into hibernation only to be reawakened by clumsy humans. Thus, he retains some rather old-fashioned manners and mannerisms.

At the moment, he is trying to rebuild his life and he owns a well-to-do club in the city.

NAME : Alenea ver Spitfire (Ale, Nea, Rin)

GENDER : Female

AGE : 20 something (She never gives a straight answer)

OCCUPATION : Eccentric Artist/Graphic Designer

RACE :Mostly human with a small pinch of dragon ancestry.

LIKES :Shiny objects, paints, colors, crayons, markers, pencils, charcoal, netbooks, tablets, photoshop (Anything to do with drawing/rendering artwork), Sushi, Sashimi, Meats,reading, doodling,biting.

DISLIKES : Small spaces, blank white walls, frisbees, time.

LOOKS :She is 5'11 3/4", She will argue with anyone who says she's six feet tall until they turn blue in the face. Her somewhat long hair is a fiery unnatural red, which most people claim comes from a box, but she has proof that it's been that way since she was small (the only sign of her dragon Ancestor.) Her eyes are a vibrant blue green with yellow-ish tinges around the pupil. As for her physical looks she's pale, and her features are a bit sharp, most say her nose is too long for her face. But her grin is what draws most people in. She wears clothing as though it were a costume, dressing in items that are esoteric and abnormal one day while wearing the most sane pair of jeans and a simple tube top the next.

PERSONALITY :Eccentric, strange...a little tweaked. Her view of the world is somewhat...skewed. She believes that madness is a must to live within this world, and though she knows herself to be perhaps the craziest of all, she is not dysfunctional. On the contrary she is quite functional as a designer and artist. However, her conversational skills are sometimes lacking as she stumbles over her words as though her mind goes too fast for her mouth to keep up with. She will at times simply ramble to herself rather than carry on conversations with those around her.

Her temper is one that takes awhile to simmer, but if one causes her to lose her temper, she will hold a grudge until revenge is served. There are those whose lives will never be the same because of her grudge against them. Other than that, she most often appears to be a happy cheerful person with slightly sadistic tendencies kept on a leash.

HISTORY :
Her great ancestor was a war dragon, or so her great great great...grandfather, who was venerable,aged, and still a wily old coot, would tell her. She is the fourth child in a large family. (the only child born to her parents, but she was the fourth because of the other three cousins born before her. All of them male.) Her family due to that great ancestor has a matriarchal surname passed down rather than the normal patriarchal surname. Though Alenea's parents are both still alive, she moved out on her own early on, because getting yelled at for her rather over zealous artistic urges was not the most pleasant way to grow up.

Now living alone she spends her time designing artwork for games, businesses, and selling paintings at random. When the right buyer comes along. Most of her work is signed simply "Rin" because she can't stand her full name.

Name: Timothy Oswald
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Race: Human
Occupation: Zookeeper
Likes: Piercings, plaid shorts, concerts, Mohawks, punk music, iPods, tattoos, ska music, skanking, rhythm guitar.
Dislikes: Soft rock, preps, jocks, rich people, society, haters, rap, emo kids, slutty girls, posers.

Appearance: An average sized man standing at five feet and ten inches. Timothy's black hair is a medium length and messy, red and green highlights peeking out all over the place. He has three industrial piercings in each ear, each the colors of the German flag. Below the industrials are two black studs, followed by a small silver hoop earring. His street clothes consist of a black jacket, a band t-shirt, a pair of plaid shorts with chains, and black sneakers. He has two tattoos: a white stork on his back and a sleeve tattoo featuring teddy bears with chain guns.

Personality: A punk anarchist through and through, Timothy despises today's society and government. He feels that he is his own man, and can decide what to do on his own. He was raised with morals, and he knows that killing, stealing, and cheating are bad. The only reason he works for a government funded zoo is because of the animals, which are free of such petty things as government. He envies animals for their social order, or lack thereof. If he could, he would live in a pack of lions.

Timothy is a kind enough person, though his humor is often directed towards others. His jokes are foul and crude, but they get his friends laughing. His friends say he’s a great person to be around, generous with what he has, and always willing to share an opinion. He can often be found arguing politics with his elders, usually on par with them. He lacks a filter on his words, however, and often gets caned by some old man or woman for using foul language around them.

Music is Timothy’s true love, however. If he had to abandon animals and political ideals for his guitar, he would. He writes and plays from the heart, and is always willing to join in or start a jam session. He dreams to one day form a band that is influential to teens out there that need guidance. His biggest fear is that record labels won’t be willing to give him a shot.


History: Timothy was born into a lower middle class family of pencil pushers and fry-cooks. By the time he was five, he already hated his parents’ bosses. Then, at the age of seven, his parents divorced and he had to change schools. His father had won custody of him, because he had the higher paying job. His father, James, treated him more like a friend than a son, and Tim was fine with that. At the age of ten, Timothy had gotten into his first brawl. James gave him a slap on the wrist, told him to not do it again, and sent him off to play Gamecube. At age eleven, Timothy had gotten in four more fistfights, and had put one kid in the hospital. He was let out of Juvenile Detention on his twelfth birthday, filled with hatred toward his Government and society.

At the age of fifteen, Timothy bought his first guitar at a pawn shop. He liked the feel of it in his hands, and the notes it made when he plucked it. His uncle had come over for a visit, and taught Tim a few chords. Tim was hooked, and dropping hooks. He bought himself a little black book for lyrics and wrote his first song. He called it Jungle Fever. At the age of seventeen, Tim dropped out of school and started working at a zoo manning the pooper-scooper. He reached the level of tour guide by the age of twenty.