Username: CoolQueerLeader
Name: Lucille Corey
Age: Hmm...Like, 420 years old, give or take a few decades. I still look like I'm 14 though. Botox is crazy.
Gender: Female of course!
Race: Witch
Sexuality: Pansexual
Position: Student
Attitude: Always positive and cheery!
Personality: A lot of people say I'm bit jumpy. I can't help it though. I get nervous around people, when they touch me, AND WHEN THEY WATCH ME EAT. That freaks me out. Anyways, when I become friends with a new person, I become rather clingy. Not my best trait. I also cry really easily as well. But I always try to keep upbeat and positive
I always cry when I'm angry, it's really annoying! Oh yea! I also suffer from PTSD.
Likes:
Rainy Weather
Peppermint. Be your best friend if you get me some..?
The Elderly.
Cats
Dislikes:
Her PTSD going out of control.
Sleeping, due to nightmares.
Granny Smith Apples
Racism.
Defining Features: I'm pretty short and scrawny, standing at about 4'11". My eyes and hair are a pretty weird color (lavender) but I like it a lot.
Strengths: Elemental magic (especially lightning based)
Weaknesses: I'm pretty wimpy physically and am a pretty big cry baby. Plus I'm sorta clingy.
Bio: I grew up in Salem during the famous witch trials. Perhaps you've heard of them? My father was a wizard who was killed only five years after I was born, because the witch suspicion was rising. I never knew father very well, and that's too bad because mother always spook so fondly of him...said he was kind, brave, and handsome too. During the 1690's, my mother and I were thrown into prison for being accused of witchcraft. Sure, we were witches, but they had no proof! My mother eventually died in the prison cell. How? Well, they didn't feed us very well there, I usually got a slice of bread, a piece of cheese or sausage, and if I was lucky, a boiled egg! Yummy! You're probably thinking,"How did your mother die then? She had enough to barely survive!" Well, yea. But only that. During my mother's final weeks, she gave me all her food because I was,'A growing girl who needs nutrition.' Which is stupid! We could've both survived, if it wasn't for her stupid noble act! No, perhaps I'm judging her unfairly, I mean...I would want my kid to be healthy too, but give up my life..? I don't know. Maybe Mother was stronger than I am.
I think maybe Mother went insane towards the end. She seemed to embrace death, accepted it. No longer saw it as something to be feared, but something to look forward to. I guess that's what happens when you spend too much time with little old me. I wonder if maybe that's why Father died as well... What a depressing thought! Oh well, I suppose it's probably true...
A year after mom died, I was released. With no friends nor family, I ran into the nearby woods, where I met my FANTASTIC magic teacher, Remiel. I remember running away from everything I'd every known, and then not eating for a while. I passed out in front of his hut where he was currently living, and he took me in as his apprentice. He, being a wizard, could easily tell that I was a witch. So, we spent many, many years together studying magic, mostly lightning based, as that is my main element now. Over those years, Remiel became more and more like the father I had never had, and I even accidentally called him 'Daddy' once! After studying under Remiel for a while, I decided to pursue in finding new magical knowledge on my own, so I enrolled in Augustine Academy. I would've preferred Remiel to come with me, but unfortunately he dislikes schools, and most children. Besides me of course!
Abilities:
Control over Lightning
- I can create a small bolt to stun my enemies almost instantly, but creating a bolt to seriously hurt someone takes a lot of concentration, energy, and time.
Extra: tbe
Classes:
Year: 2nd
Semester: 1
1st period- History of Augustine
2nd period- White Magic
-lunch-
3rd period- Advanced Algebra
4th period- Potions Class
Semester: 2
1st period- Biology
2nd period- Elemental 101
-lunch-
3rd period- Historical Events
4th period- Combat Magic/Training
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