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Name: Svetlanna Petrova
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Occupation: Opera Singer
Appearance: clicky

Personality: Understanding, patient, and nurturing are some words that can be used to describe her. However, buried beneath such positive traits are some negative ones. Distrusting, paranoid and introverted are the traits that hold her back. If one could read her eyes, they would think that she was sorrow and heartache embodied. She has her past to blame for this.

History: Svetlanna has fought a long and hard battle with depression for as long as she can remember. She can not recall a time where she hasn't looked over her shoulder for fear of being laughed at while her back was turned. She can not recall a time where she wasn't full of doubt when it came to a person that piqued her interest or an event she was to take part in. What she can recall however is her love for music and how she would sing her heart out when her depression had periods of being worse than usual. It is this love for music and the beautiful melodies that would leave her lips that caught the attention of male suitors.

With her first love, it was puppy love having taken place in the seventh grade. He could be considered the typical nerd with his thick glasses, buck teeth, pants that came to his ankles and suspenders. Dimitri was a sweet young man who treated her how a young lady should be treated. Their puppy love lasted up until the eighth grade. As Dimitri grew older, puberty gifted him with a smooth face, strong chin, straight teeth, forming muscles and breath takingly beautiful ice blue eyes whose vision had corrected itself over the years. He'd grown cocky and adored receiving the attention of girls who had confidence than she and so he left her.

For six hole months she cried of the love lost and kept to herself more than ever. Her singing surpassed the level of your average fourteen your old but that is because she focused even more so on her music while she mourned. Entering high school she had made up her mind that she wouldn't allow any to get close and that she would just go on without friends because it would be better that way. She kept that promise to herself her entire ninth grade year. However another young man piqued her interest when she was in the eleventh grade. Nicoli could be considered the jock. He was handsome, populare and all the girls wanted him. However, for some strange reason he showed interest in her.

Like a fool, she allowed him to string her along and he broke her heart. For the rest of her years in high school she continued to have this luck concerning relationships and she gave up on the idea of actually finding happiness in the arms of another person. She graduated at the top of her class and because her voice was so powerful, she managed to snag a scholarship for a musical program to one of many prestigious colleges. Her first and second year blew by without her falling for anyone and she was proud of herself for that. Then he came along during her third year.

His name was Marcus and he was an angel. He had to be. He stood six feet even, with a lean figure though he looked like he could have been chiseled from stone. Smooth creme colored skin seemed to glow in the light, locks of gold framed his high cheek bones and strong jawline while the rest cascaded down his back. However, what drew her to him the most were those piercing emerald eyes that seemed to peer into the very soul. He saved her. When she evaded him, he persuade. He built her up brick by brick and made her into the woman she had always wanted to be.

She was confidant, outgoing and trusting. He had become her best friend and her confidant. During her fourth year in college he had become her lover and the day of her graduation he had proposed. It was the happiest day of her life and they made plans to marry in December of the following year. Her life had turned around and took a path for the better. At long last the day of her wedding came but Marcus didn't show. Doubt, something she hadn't felt in so long had begun to rear it's ugly head but she pushed it back. She had faith that things were fine. Perhaps Marcus had gotten cold. Perhaps they were moving to soon. It was understandable why he wouldn't show.

With that in mind, she returned home, to the apartment they shared. Silently she entered her room to change out of her wedding dress only to be greeted with a horrible sight. Marcus lay in their bed, in the arms of another woman. For a moment, one that felt like an eternity her heart stopped beating as tears welled in her eyes. Then like that a shrilled scream of pain at his betrayal left her lips. She chased the two of them out, tossing whatever she could get her hands on.

A year has passed since then, and Svetlanna is a completely different person compared to who she was years ago. She is distant and cold. She holds almost no trust for men and has formed a resilience to keep herself from falling in love with them. Instead, she focuses on her music as she is in the beginning of her musical career that has been on the fast track of success.

Other: N/A

Name: Petra
Age: 23
Gender: female
Occupation: Teacher
Appearance:Petra generally wears clothing like this when in public and when teaching. The colors change slightly as do the length of her sleeves but she generally likes to keep the calm quiet teacher look about her. She is ALWAYS wearing a hat or bonnet when in public to cover her ears and only removes it when she is alone and in her house with the windows closed.

When it is not a school day and Petra is not planning to leave her property she generally wears long flowing skirts of various bright tones and equally bright shirts much like a gypsy. But again she does this only when completely alone.

Personality: Petra is generally a fairly lazy and laid back kind of woman. She is almost always calm and alone. She doesnt tend to be too social because of her very noticeable differences and her fear of being found out. But if you do become one of her talking buddies she can be stubborn and very blunt in her comments and point of view. Generally knowledgeable about most things she can be fun to talk to if you happen to agree with her. She doesnt usually like activity but once in a long wile will get an "activity attack" as she calls it and will have to go out for some heavy exercise or activity for anywhere from a few hours to a day. During this time she is very fun to be around.
History: Petra was born to a kind mother and two older brothers in a world fairly far in space and time from Levintol. She lived the regular childhood full of fun up until her 5th year of life. That was the year that her father decided to return to their family. None of the children knew where he was or why he had been gone for so long. Petras brothers had only brief dim memories of their father and Petra had none at all. But once he came back they would never forget him.

Petras father was a cruel man to his children, to his wife he was loving and supportive but for some reason he seemed to almost be ashamed to have children. To make them stronger their father would force them all to learn Capoeira and to test them he would randomly attack them often leaving them with a broken something or very nasty bruises. Their mother turned a love blind eye to their fathers doings and she did care for and love her children during these years but would never stop what she knew her husband was doing. Because of this upbringing Petra and her brothers became very adept at using cheap home remedies to heal burises and breaks and of course at capoeira. But none of them were happy. Petras brothers left the house as soon as they were old enough leaving Petra alone with her parents.

As a daughter she was expected to stay with the family until she married but she wasnt having any of that. She left her family home when she was 17 a year after her last brother left. She wandered her home continent for a while trying to find a way to live. She found the odd job and constantly moved until one day she found an odd shiny spot in the air. It was rather large and so Petra stayed near it trying to figure out what it was. A tingle traveled through her body after which Petra decided she didnt like the area and moved on.

But she no longer knew where she was. She came to a city or had she been there all along? she was lost and confused. Luckily she had worn a voluminous skirt that hid her tail and a colorful headband that happened to hide her ears on this day. Still her bright colors drew the eye of many a person and so she quickly and clumsily found her way out of the city and into the open. But this was not better, strange fauna attacked her and in the end she was back in the city. Petra was pretty much a bum the first few days as she got used to where she lived. She had the sense to hide her ears and tail since she noticed that absolutely no one here was anything but human and eventually was able to barter some of her belongings for room and board in a questionable establishment.

After a few days Petra realized that she had the chance at a new life here and quickly began to do everything she could to assimilate. It was hard since this world seemed from another time but after a lucky break and a steady teaching job Petra was able to buy her own clothing and eventually her own small house. She has since settled into her niche as the calm bordering antisocial teacher down the street. She trusts the people only about as far as she can throw them because of what she has heard happens to non-human beings who come through the portal and so is saving up for a house outside of the city to have a little more privacy and thus freedom from everyone. She is getting tired of having to see everyone as a possible threat to her life.

Other: She absolutely LOVES fish, everything to do with fish, the taste, the smell, you name it.

Name: Vladavist "Sin" Vancroi
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Occupation: Therapist
Appearance: Vlad has long hair that comes to stop just beneath his rear. His bangs are long as well though as they go out from his scalp, they point slightly upwards before falling back down in front of his face. When Vlad is out, all of his hair his slicked back and placed in a neat, long braid. Sin on the other hand wears his hair out. He has a scar over his left eye and a scar starting at his right collar bone going down diagonally only to stop at his left hip. He's a pretty tall guy standing at 7'5". When Vlad is in control he usually will be seen wearing a button down long sleeve dress shirt, casual black slacks and black dress shoes. Sin on the other hand can be found wearing form fitting black leather pants and boots. Around his neck hangs a locket. His skin is very pale due to so many years without sun exposure. He is not a skinny man but he's not muscle bound either like some freak on steroids. Instead he's got a very lithe build. Though he is lithe, it can easily be told that he is strong, one has to be when you kill others with your bare hands.

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Tall man is tall (this is to show the height difference. the female in the image is me and I'm five foot five)

Personality: Psychotic is putting it lightly. Killing is just about all he knows aside from dominating others and raping them of all their hopes and beliefs. Practically all of his emotions have been locked away; however the only time they seem to resurface is when he’s around a child that resembles his little sister. He never was able to forget about her and never will so long as he still has that locket around his neck. He peers at her picture inside ever so often as his way of punishing himself for being too damned weak back then.

Sadomasochistic is another way of putting it lightly. Sin gets off on the thought of torture as well as being on the receiving end of it. Break his bones, do your worst. He’ll demand that you give him more and to show his gratitude he’ll give you the same treatment tenfold, so for your sake you’d better like pain.

History: Vladavist is a psychopath to put it lightly. He hates humanity and with good reason. They are after all the reason he is the way he is. When a child he was abused by his parents. His mother in a fit of rage after finding that her husband was having an affair, blamed it on her son and threw him in the oven. He was five years old at the time. Luckily he managed to escape the torture of being slowly cooked and feeling the metal heat up only to burn into his skin, but he now carries the scars of oven grates on his back. After that she neglected him.

His father on the other hand was active within his life but that wasn't a good thing. His father was a good for nothing drunk. He was mentally, verbally, physically and sexually abusive. He lived with that abuse on a daily basis. When he was ten, his mother gave birth to another child. The babe was a little girl of which she shoved off the responsibility to Valdavist who she would only acknowledge as Sin. His sisters birth was actually Vlad's salvation as he was understandably suicidal and had been trying to kill himself the day his mother returned home. He took a great deal of care of Angela and for three years things seemed as if they were on the right path of improving. However when thirteen he was separated from his sister. His father called him down to the living room where he and his friends in a drunken stupor beat and raped him. When they had enough of their fun, they threw him down in the basement and kept him there for a few months.

Every now and again they'd throw scraps of food down to Vlad and he'd eat enough of it to stay alive with the hopes that he'd see his sister again so he could run away with her but when things didn't look like he'd get the chance he stopped eating. He grew very weak and was near death when staff personnel from the local psychiatric ward arrived and took him away. His very first night there he had to kill another patient just to stay alive. That action alone weighted severely on his sanity. It's a wonder he managed to stay sane for that long. He spent fourteen years in that hell hole having new medicines tested on him and he underwent numerous shock therapy sessions.

When he entered that establishment he was a skinny little thing who barely had the strength to survive but by the time he was twenty seven years old he was strong, tall and toned. His lithe build and strength are said to be the side effects from all the experimental medicines that were tested on him and as were the affects of his eyes. They were once ice blue but now they are crimson with an ice blue ring around the iris. His height of 7'5" comes from his father’s side of the family. At twenty seven he made his escape from that place after a visit to the psychiatrist and even then he was still sane. What made him snap was when the hope he had been clinging to for so long, was snatched away from him. He was told that he'd never see his sister again because she was dead and that his father and the psychiatrist had a wonderful time "splitting the little virgin open".

The psychiatrist met with a gruesome end and that’s when Vladavist retreated into his own mind and Sin was born. He released other patients of that place and for years hunted them down, honing his skills as a hunter and a killer. Only one patient managed to escape the clutches of death but not before leaving a scar across his chest and over his eye. From that point on he moved across that states killing any who cross his path with the exception of children. However when it comes to female children with blond hair and blue eyes, he’s rather protective of them because his insanity makes them look like his sister. For years he wandered killing, seemingly without rest but six years later, the police caught up with him and gunned him down.

It would seem that was the end of the road for him, but surprisingly amongst the pain from his wounds, he felt a tingling sensation. When he awoke, he was laying in a warm cot with a woman staring down at him with a look of relief. She had found him on the outskirts of Korr and nursed his wounds. Surprisingly enough, he didn't kill the woman and that was for the fact that Vlad was back. To repay the woman for her kindness, Vlad went to school and worked odd jobs around town to bring extra money in when he had the time.

When he completed school, he took on the profession of being a therapist and his inspiration and motivation was his late sister of which he keeps a picture in the locket he wears around his neck.

Other: Vlad suffers from what he thinks are night terrors. He thinks his guilt from killing so many innocent back where is from is causing him to have nightmares. Truth is, he isn't having night terrors. When Vlad sleeps, Sin is awake and he does what he knows best. He kills, thankfully his victims have just been the hounds.

Name: Mr. L
Age: Unknown Although voice sounds in mid 20s
Gender: Male
Occupation: Ex lawyer, Ex Kidnapping negotiator, Ex detective, Goverment Agent
Appearance: Wears a three piece black suit. He wears a black dress shirt underneath and also wears a red necktie. Covering his face is a tight black mask that covers up his entire face. He wears a black fedora with a red band running around it. Mr. L also wears high-end black leather gloves that cover his hands with red studs where his knuckles are at. No skin is shown. He stands at 6'3 and with the right amount of muscles to be intimidating but still well toned.

Personality: Overall he has a lazy demeanor. Often being seen showing little to no manners outside of his job. Although when he is on a case he has a laid back demeanor. even when times need to be serious he can still give remarks that can make someone mad. When he does get serious it is a very serious matter.
History:As a young child Mr. L was raised in a "ninja" society. More or less a group that trained their body into becoming the perfect killing machines with mental concentration but only acted violent in self defense. This doesn't mean he was born one of them. He was found at the entrance to their hidden village when he was just a new born with no one to call family. He was quickly put under the care of a family that couldn't have a kid.

Being raised inside the group he fitted in well. He showed great ability at their physical training and was quick to learn. Although he was great at doing all of the training and school work he was always getting in trouble for being bored. Even with this though he was a star pupil among the children and well liked among the adults.

Reaching his teens he started to realize that this existence was boring. All he did was train, study, and listen to philosophy. All of which he had mastered at this age. His adopted family noticed this and offered him a way out by going to a university in the city.

His teenage portion of life went well. He had all the expected life lessons that came with this part of life. He found love; got broken hearts, broke hearts and made the grades. Once out on his own though came when the creation of Mr. L. It started when [document is blacked out] and so that is how he became Mr. L.

Once he went though his careers he excelled at them and just lost complete interest. However being a dectecive kept him on his feet so when the government asked him to be a agent he jumped at the opportunity. It allowed him to be all of the things he had been but now just rolled in one. Cases are wide and varied in such a way he has yet to lose interest.

Although with the recent rumors of these "Hraapea" coming around he decided to put his personal time into investigating it. It was personal so he didn't bother telling his few superiors.

Other: Many rumors abound about how he got to become Mr. L. ((So go ahead and make up some urban myth, I want to hear them!))

Name: Kandie (Real name unknown)
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Occupation: "Lady of the Night" *coughs*
Appearance: Though petite, Kandie is rather 'blessed' with her womanly attributes. Which, of course, she loves to show off. Her long blond hair is left down. Her clothing often reveals more than it covers and sheer is the trend. Bangles and bracelets, anklets and necklaces, rings and more: this girl is loaded with accessories. Some have little bells that making soft tinkling noises when she moves while others sparkle and others still just look pretty. Her face is adorned with makeup, attention drawn to her rather full lips.

Personality: Kandie is, as one would expect from a lady of her profession, rather outgoing. She tends to call every male 'honey' or 'sweetie'. While she prefers male company, she's not one to scorn a lady, unless that lady is working in her area. She has a fairly good memory, which comes in handy for remembering what her different customers prefer. Out of habit, she tends to flirt with any male she meets, often without realizing what she's doing.
History: Kandie was born to a middle-class couple who had given up all hope of ever conceiving a child. When the woman found out, she nearly had a heart attack. She was almost 40! How would her body survive?! Needless to say, the woman did fine and a healthy little girl was brought into the world.

From day one, Kandie never lacked for anything. Her parents considered her to be a Godsend and showered her with affection, toys, clothes, and whatever else the little girl wanted.

Used to getting her own way, school was a big shock to Kandie. Here the other children and the teachers didn't care if she threw a fit because she didn't get the paint set she wanted. In fact, she was ignored! HOW DARE THEY? Before too long, she'd adjusted and did moderately well in class. She did enough the social interactions and made many friends.

When Kandie was 15, she came home one day to a score of guards inside her home. One of the older guards took her aside and explained that her parents had been killed. The man was vague on the details, but Kandie didn't notice. Her parents were dead.... she was all alone. The guards slowly left over the next several hours and the elderly guard left two of his men stationed outside to set the child at ease.

Kandie continued living in her parents' home for a while longer until the power shut off, the water stopped running, and the landlord said she had to get out. Now Kandie had no home, no family, and no money. With no where else to go, she wandered the streets, lost and hopeless.

Soon, she was approached by a man, who offered her a job. She just had to stand here at this corner at night and talk to men and do whatever they wanted. Sounded easy and she would be paid for it! Kandie soon found out that what the men wanted was something she'd never thought possible. The first man thought her resistance a play and forcefully took her, her screams fueling his desire. Once he left, Kandie sobbed for hours, refusing to go back out that night. When she refused the next night, the man who'd offered her the job came and beat her. Sore, but with no outward signs of abuse for the man knew his job well, Kandie returned to her terrible job.

The next customer changed it all for Kandie. He was more gentle and coaxing to her resistance. Both were pleased that night and Kandie eagerly returned to her spot on the street to find another man who could make her feel like that again.

Time went by and Kandie learned what signs to look for in the men she was serving. The little tells could tell her how he'd be and she could avoid situations like her first customer. She loved working with the gentle men, the ones who were often older and just in need of some release that their wives were no longer willing to give. Kandie was willing to give that release.

Other:

Name:
Chandra

Meaning:
Shining Moon

Age:
23

Gender:
Female

Personality:
Chandra is a very happy character who loves the world, loves life. She chose to become a midwife because she wanted to help bring new life into the world and to see the smiles upon the faces of the new parents. She always hoped to have children of her own but never fell in love. Chandra rarely gets angry at anyone or anything thing but will usually 'mock anger' when she knows it is needs -such as for disipline. She has a fantastic imagination and always encourages others to explore their own. Chandra has a poor sence of direction and tends to get lost a lot -sometimes this can lead to trouble.

Occupation:
Midwife

Appearance:
Chandra wears a short kimono, the top part of it has a black and white starry pattern which fades to white at the bottom with blue stripes upon it. On her back she has four wings strapped and on her head is a headband with two more. They are black and white in colour because she wants Koray to feel included and the 'same' as someone. Her ears are slightly pointed. Her eyes are bright blue, and her hair seems to shimmer from dark blue at the top and light blue below. It has a slight wave to it. She does however have a silver unicorn horn upon her head -she will usually pretend it is pretend like her wings but the truth is that it will always be part of her.

History:
Chandra was brought up by her father and mother (Maion and Sengdroma). Her father had grew up in an orphanage and fought his way to the ranks of a military general, however after a series of unfortunite events he was striped of his rank. It was shortly after that he met Sengdroma, together they opened a cafe and had Chandra.

Chandra was therefore born to these lands but it unknown where her horn came from, she has a theory that one of her parents must have had one but somehow got rid of it. It is not something they usually discuss.

Chandra was brought up in Aerr's near the Science District. As a child Chandra got herself lost on several occassions because her sence of direction is poor. She wandered into a rough neighbourhood where a man tried to grab her and take her into a building she didn't know, she screamed and screamed and screamed until finally someone came to her rescue. A doctor had heard her screams from the street and came running to help her, after she was free he took her back to the hospital to check she was ok before walking her home. It was from this very short trip to the hospital that she first got the idea of wanting to help others, and after that she often volenteered to do so afterschool and at weekends.

Once her studies where over Chandra went to medical school to learn to be a midwife and nurse, and since graduating at the top of her class she has been helping others ever since.

She often called 'the angel' by those she helps deliver babies for due to her slightly excentric outfit.

When she was 18 she fell in love with a man called Alistair, but after five years of trying to have a baby he gave up on her and left her, calling her the devils spawn and that was the reason why she was unable to conceieve. It turns out Chandra was born infertile but at this time she doesn't know it.

Name: Silana Za'vedra

Age: 20

Occupation: Cook - Restaurant Owner

Appearance:

Dark tanned skin, her hair is predominantly black and slightly curly with a hint of red on them. Her nose is a bit on the small yet pointy end and her lips are thin. Her eyes are dark chocolate and more pointed and flatter, more like almonds. She's a bit of the medium build, not too tall, not too short, around average in height if you wish. Her hands have a few scars on them, mostly from kitchen accidents from fires to cuts. She's always had her hair into one ponytail or pigtails and always has a bandana of different colors on her. She usually wears a chef uniform minus the hat and an apron when she's out, at home she's more of the simple shirt and shorts.

History:

She was originally from the coast and from a family of fishermen. she left age 16 to move to the city, wanting to escape the life that her parents and most of her family were stuck doing for generations. Once inside the city, she had it rough, earning a living from the bottom up, selling food on the streets and being bullied by the older and bigger establishments. One day, an elderly man, a chef in his own right, chanced upon her, taking her in as an apprentice, training her until his death where she had inherited his restaurant and his small home in the second floor. Though she had matured and struggled and met her dream, she still feels a void in her heart, her family was long far away, though rarely they talked, she longed for a family of some sorts of her own to fill in the gap.

Personality:

Almost perpetually smiling and optimistic. She is fairly carefree and thinks more with her gut than her brains. She is also one of the stubborn and hard headed types, not one who would give up despite the odds stacked against them. Though usually smiling, she harbors a short temper and tries to hide it (albeit sometimes a failure at that), and also her frustrations are usually bottled down, mostly from her past experience, trying to keep her chin up. Though deep inside she feels lacking, though she is in contact with others she has the need to be with someone special.

Other:

Her specialty are mostly seafood based recipes. She was raised by the sea for 16 years before moving to the city. Though she has a pechant for making land based food mostly for experimentation and usually with newer ingredients.