◆Usᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ: Blood Born Angel ◆ Fᴜʟʟ Nᴀᴍᴇ: Layla Natas Duskhill ◆ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ(s)/Aʟɪᴀs(ᴇs): The Necromancer, or Dusky ◆ Aɢᴇ: 19 ◆ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female ◆ Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ: December 21 ◆ Oʀɪɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Boundary Waters of Minnesota, USA
╠ ᴅ ᴇ ᴛ ᴀ ɪ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ / Mᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs: Geometric Symbols on her forehead and under her left eye. ◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss: Layla can't stand being in a crowded room. Layla also can't stand being in overly large empty rooms. She keeps to her studies and books way too much. She has a tendency to use her friends as test subjects. She does not work on her physical abilities, only her magical/intellectual. She sometimes goes to far with her work, thinking she's working for a better cause. ◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: Layla is loyal, and completely trustworthy to her friends. Layla is a genius when it comes to medical science and magical knowledge. She is greatly empathetic, and can connect with lots of different kinds of people. Does not easily back down from a challenge. Layla can easily explain very complex things to others. She is very accepting of all others. ◆ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5' 5" ◆ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 108lbs ◆ Pʜʏsɪǫᴜᴇ: Slim and non-muscular with modest curves. Surprisingly not that frail. ◆ Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ: American, with irish roots. ◆ Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: White ◆ Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Blue ◆ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Bi-sexual ◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single (Doesn't really think about it) ◆ Lɪᴋᴇs: ✓ Studying ✓ Playing with Charles ✓ Experimenting on the Dead
◆ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: ✗ Crowds and large open spaces. ✗ People who judge her for her practices ✗ Being unable to help her friends.
╠ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs / sᴋɪʟʟs / ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs / ᴇᴛᴄ. x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Aᴜʀᴀ Tʏᴘᴇ:: Applying for Magic
◆ Aᴜʀᴀ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs:: Necrotic Energy Manipulation~ Within all life there is the power of decay. The energy that is released as a living thing grows closer to its demise. It can come from things as small as a browning flower or shedding skin, or from more powerful sources like a rotting corpse or decaying tree. Layla has a profound connection to this necrotic energy, and uses it to fuel her magic powers. At the moment, the extent of her control allows her to reanimate dead (though a little science is required with some dead) and control them to some extent. Weaker undead will obey her, and even flock to her at times, but stronger undead resist her powers. Spells: Reanimation~ "Duna! Fea en' i' ba!" brings false life to any dead tissue in her presence. This does not actually bring things back to life, it only makes them undead. She can summon three undead at the most. Spell is not permanent either. With a little bit of her scientific knowledge she has only succeeded in making one permanent undead companion. Magic alone does not suffice. The strongest creature she can reanimate is a zombie. Bodies also need to be present, she can't create dead out of thin air.
Command Undead~ "Khila lle tura!" when lesser undead are around she can command them to do her will. This only works on weak willed undead or ones that are not completely self-aware. Three is the max she can control at once. Stronger undead can resist, and shrug off her powers like they are nothing but empty words.
◆ Exᴛʀᴀ Aʙɪʟɪᴛʏ:: [LOCKED!]Shroud of the Wraith~ "Elea i' val en' y' guina Istar!" Layla shrouds herself in Necrotic power that becomes woven into her entire body soul. The magic twists and changes her into a monster of the night. Her physical abilities are greatly increased in this form making her tougher and faster, and so is her power over Necrotic Energy. Allowing her to control more powerful undead for longer and use any of her other spells without saying their words of power. This ability lasts between 1-6 posts. Generate a number between 1-6 to see duration.
◆ Cʜᴇʀɪsʜᴇᴅ Iᴛᴇᴍ(s):: Bag of small stones that are all etched with a different rune. It was a gift from her mother.
╠ ʙ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ɢ ʀ ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Layla is sweet and a little bubbly when she's in a good mood. But she can be just as sour and spiteful when in a bad one. She lives for her work, which is solving the mysteries of life and death, and seeing if there is a possible way to use Aura's to really resurrect someone completely. She loves medical science and helping people. Sometimes she can seem like a hermit or a workaholic, but she does take time to enjoy herself a little. She's very interpersonal, and doesn't do well with large groups of people, but she loves being a teacher or helper for others. If you want to know more about something sciency she's one of your best study partners. If you ask her about her experiments she will probably never shut up and passionately tell you everything about it.
◆ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ: Layla was born in the Minnesota Boundary Waters. A massive wildlife sanctuary that her family owned a cabin in. She had a loving mother and a loving father who thought the world of their daughter, and brought her up with great care. They were happy in their secluded lifestyle. They taught Layla themselves and she became a very intelligent young lady under their education.
But as with all things in life their world was not perfect. For the most part their home was a secret, but there was a local town about 30 minutes South of their property, and they sort of knew about the little family. Every weekend her father went into the town for food and supplies so that they could live comfortably, but one day he came back bruised and bloody and Layla's mother told her to go in her room for the rest of the evening. Layla is not sure what happened to make things turn so sour between her family and the local townspeople, but for months they lived in harsh conditions. Then finally things went completely wrong.
They had to go into town for food and other necessities or they wouldn't get through the winter on their own. Layla accompanied her mother and father to town because they didn't want anyone to be alone. She still isn't sure why it happened but someone who was arguing with her dad shot him in the street and then tried to get her mom and her. Layla's mother was able to use an Aura, though what kind it was Layla isn't sure. She used some sort of magic or power that made everything go dark before taking their vehicle and driving them back home as fast as she could.
The townsfolk pursued the mother and daughter and Layla barely escaped into the woods, where she used her own budding Aura in violence for the first time. Her father was gone, and her mother too, and after she got rid of her pursuers she was completely alone out in the elements. Their home was ransacked, she was miles from any friendly town or city, and there was nothing left for her in life it seemed. Fortunately the fall weather had yet to turn bad, so Layla was able to hole up in what was left of her cabin safely for the winter. While alone she made up her mind to make something of herself so that her mother and father could be proud of her, and she began training herself to use her Aura better. She managed to survive for many years out in the Boundary Waters alone, and she slowly migrated South to the more densely populated areas to learn more things and educate herself. Layla was still hurt deep inside by what had happened, and figured it had something to do with her and her mother having Aura's so she kept it hidden from all strangers.
Before she was invited to come to the academy Layla was searching far and wide for a proper school. Wanting nothing more then to go somewhere she could learn and grow in potential. Now she studies to become a doctor, and to advance medical science with her the powers of her Aura. She tries not to think of the past, but focus on the her future and what she can do for others.
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ(s): ❥ Charles<3 ❥ ❥
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◆ Gᴏᴀʟ(s)/Aᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏɴ(s): Layla wants to become a professional in the medical field. She want's to use her power to do more then raise a couple zombies, she wants to save lives entirely. ◆ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ(s): Mᴀɪɴ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Blood Red Roses Bᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: War of Change
◆ Oᴛʜᴇʀ Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:
Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 3:38 pm
Margery Heaven
Ahem. Before I get to ahead of myself when I'm brand new. Can you take a look? I just have the background info to fill out and I'm done.
Ahem. Before I get to ahead of myself when I'm brand new. Can you take a look? I just have the background info to fill out and I'm done.
Honestly, I quite like her. The thing is we're trying to make sure no other magical/mystical entities other than Auras are present in the guild, so I'd switch Elvish with Irish/Scottish roots in her ethnicity.
Other than that, we'll perhaps need to lessen her powers more, since everyone is just starting out.
As for little Charles, I don't think it'd be too unreasonable to explain that he's a type of pet. So long as he isn't exactly sentient with speech and the like.
Generally we prefer to keep Magic Auras for those who've already proved they can use Natural Auras, but if your application passes without a scratch then we'll be good with permissions.
Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 4:34 pm
Margery Heaven
Blood Born Angel
Margery Heaven
Ahem. Before I get to ahead of myself when I'm brand new. Can you take a look? I just have the background info to fill out and I'm done.
Honestly, I quite like her. The thing is we're trying to make sure no other magical/mystical entities other than Auras are present in the guild, so I'd switch Elvish with Irish/Scottish roots in her ethnicity.
Other than that, we'll perhaps need to lessen her powers more, since everyone is just starting out.
As for little Charles, I don't think it'd be too unreasonable to explain that he's a type of pet. So long as he isn't exactly sentient with speech and the like.
Generally we prefer to keep Magic Auras for those who've already proved they can use Natural Auras, but if your application passes without a scratch then we'll be good with permissions.
Alright, thank you. I'm not sure how to explain the powers better, but with how I think of it, she KNOWS a lot about her magic, but she's not very strong with it. Hence weak undead. Like brainless zombies and frail skeletons is all she could summon. And only if there are bodies present. Her Shroud form is gonna be locked till whenever people start getting equally powerful abilities. She doesn't actually know it yet I just put it there.
Ahem. Before I get to ahead of myself when I'm brand new. Can you take a look? I just have the background info to fill out and I'm done.
Honestly, I quite like her. The thing is we're trying to make sure no other magical/mystical entities other than Auras are present in the guild, so I'd switch Elvish with Irish/Scottish roots in her ethnicity.
Other than that, we'll perhaps need to lessen her powers more, since everyone is just starting out.
As for little Charles, I don't think it'd be too unreasonable to explain that he's a type of pet. So long as he isn't exactly sentient with speech and the like.
Generally we prefer to keep Magic Auras for those who've already proved they can use Natural Auras, but if your application passes without a scratch then we'll be good with permissions.
Alright, thank you. I'm not sure how to explain the powers better, but with how I think of it, she KNOWS a lot about her magic, but she's not very strong with it. Hence weak undead. Like brainless zombies and frail skeletons is all she could summon. And only if there are bodies present. Her Shroud form is gonna be locked till whenever people start getting equally powerful abilities. She doesn't actually know it yet I just put it there.
That works as a good explanation, actually. If you want to see what another necromancer can generally do in higher forms (although I guess that'd just be mine), you can look at Heaven's Angels, see Harley Lavesque. But otherwise, s'all good, man. When you're all done I'll get back to you.
Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 7:33 pm
Margery Heaven
Alright. I think she's finished.
-Changed elven roots to Irish. -Added slightly more details to her two spells. -Striked through her extra ability to clarify its not known yet. -Finished Personality and Bio. -Don't worry about Charles. He's just like a little companion that follows her around and helps her with her experiments. He can't speak or anything. -And lastly I'm waiting on my Magic Application, to see if I'm any good at writing after all. sweatdrop
I don't care for lying much, so I hope you believe me when I say I freaking love this character. She has so much depth and potential, a good head on her shoulders and a tragic past! emotion_facepalmemotion_bigheart
Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2015 11:41 am
====☠====Layla Duskhill====☠==== Team Taurus "The Necromancer"
◆ Aɢᴇ: 17 ◆ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male ◆ Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ: April 23 ◆ Oʀɪɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Born in Sacramento, California. Raised in underground sect of Catholic Church.
╠ ᴅ ᴇ ᴛ ᴀ ɪ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ / Mᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs: All the way from his collarbone down to his ankles and wrists are scars. They are holy seals on his body meant to mark him as one of the "Order". They look like swirls and circles along long lines.
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss: Too independent, won't let others assist him. Bottles in emotions, does not express deeper feelings. Lies about how "well" he is. Doubts himself. Low Self-Esteem. Cares little for his own safety.
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: Passionate, to the point of dying for what he believes. Cares deeply for the welfare of others. Focused, and determined. Equable. Creative and inspirational. Unswayable Faith.
◆ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5'11" ◆ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 160lbs ◆ Pʜʏsɪǫᴜᴇ: Lightweight, but well toned. Durable. ◆ Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ: Caucasian. Born American but raised under Latin influence. ◆ Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Black ◆ Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Blue ◆ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Heterosexual ◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single, too reserved in his own mind to look. ◆ Lɪᴋᴇs: ✓ Music ✓ Training ✓ Calm outdoor environments.
Pressure Points~ Caelum can feel out for weak points in structures and exploit them to break, bend, or split. Must have physical contact, and takes a moment to find.
◆ Exᴛʀᴀ Aʙɪʟɪᴛʏ:: Enhanced Durability- His body is tougher then a normal human. Hand combat does reduced damage, and his body is harder to fatally wound from blades or bullets.
◆ Pᴇᴛ: N/A
◆ Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ(s): A steel b*****d sword blessed by priests of his order. It is around 5 feet 5 inches long.
◆ Cʜᴇʀɪsʜᴇᴅ Iᴛᴇᴍ(s):: Portable CD player with Green Day's American Idiot album inside. (His dead crushes)
╠ ʙ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ɢ ʀ ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Caelum is very calm and collected. He seems very chill and relaxed a lot of the time, and easy to get along with. In reality his calm demeanor is a think facade hiding his inner turmoil. All his sorrow, frustration, and rage are just below the surface and could burst out at any moment. Caelum can also be very passionate in a romantic way, seeing metaphors and beauty where others may not. He's kind, and very gentle, but can be full of self-doubt. Often he doesn't trust himself to make the right decision, and thus he has extremely low self-esteem and standards for himself. ◆ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ: Caelum was born and raised under a secret underground sect of the Catholic Church. With that said, he wasn't actually born underground, just in a very out of the way, unknown place. It was obvious from a young age that Caelum was strong. Extremely strong. The church told him it was a gift from God, and that he was chosen to be one of very few to serve in His name. Caelum was happy to serve God, and easily slipped into life as a monk even at his young age. As he grew up his training diverged from regular training and schooling to more physical teachings. His body was beaten to make it tougher, his bones broker to make them stronger. When he turned 13 they branded him with angelic symbols to mark him as a holy warrior and servant of the Lord. It was probably the most painful thing Caelum had ever endured, but he did so willingly because of his faith. A year before he began his journey to Tokubetsu Caelum had left his fellow monks and went out to see what the rest of the world was like, and mingle with the outsiders. He met many people and learned lots of things while traveling, but one person sticks in his mind more than any other. Her name was Kara, and she was the first to show Caelum the beauty of things on earth rather then heaven. She showed him music, and art. Taught him to write poetry and sing. Caelum began to have feelings for someone other than his God, and he wanted to spend forever with his new friend. It wasn't too be though, as while the young daredevil showed him an abandoned bridge claimed by a forest she lost her footing on rotten planks and fell into the river far below. Caelum was devastated, never before having felt the way he did after she was gone. It was a hole not even his faith could fill, and her memory still haunts him to this day. ◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ(s): ❥ Kara (Crush/Deceased/Figment of his imagination) ❥ ❥
◆ Oᴛʜᴇʀ Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Caelum suffers from Schizophrenia. Although not many symptoms show, he sees his dead friend and speaks to her quite often. Sometimes she acts as his conscience, and other times as his nightmares.
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◆ Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ: American, with too many ethnicities mixed in to count.
◆ Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Blonde
◆ Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Golden, begin to glow as he charges his powers.
◆ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Heterosexual
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single, doesn't believe in love.
◆ Lɪᴋᴇs: ✓ Winning ✓ Being in control ✓ Degrading his enemies
◆ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: ✗ Losing control ✗ Losing ✗ Being judged and/or chastised
╠ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs / sᴋɪʟʟs / ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs / ᴇᴛᴄ. x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Aᴜʀᴀ Tʏᴘᴇ:: Elemental Aura
◆ Aᴜʀᴀ Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs:: Electricity Manipulation. Avak can control any form of electrical energy. To what degree depends on the amount of power within the current. The larger the amount of power the harder it is for Avak to keep control of the current of energy. Anything short of large power generators Avak can freely manipulate, such as many common household electronics and static electricity. ~ Changing Currents: Avak's main use of this ability is to change the flow of electrical energy in his environment. Think of it as changing tracks for a train. Avak focuses on any source of electricity and he can change where it's going. For an example, if he's fighting indoors and he wants to zap his enemy, he would make a lightbulb burst and the redirect the electricity through the air toward his target. Again, the more power that the source contains, the harder it is to control where it's directed. This also doesn't work well on florescent lighting because of the way they are ionized.
Bioelectromagnetics. When without a clear source of electricity, like when outdoors or in a power outage, Avak can draw upon his element another way. His own bodies electrical power. At rest a human body can output 100 wats of power. With bursts of energy it can reach up to more than 2000 wats. But there is tons of untapped energy that the cells in a human body produce that Avak can bend to his will. This has many benefits and drawbacks to his power. One benefit is more powerful attacks, but at the cost of the speed at which he can charge them. The most significant drawbacks are what it does to him physically. Most of the energy he uses is what generates his body heat, or keeps his brain functioning or heart pumping. If he uses too much of his natural electricity his body can literally stop functioning. ~ Conduction: Although he can't project the energy like he does from electrical appliances, he can easily conduct it through anything he touches. When touching an object or enemy he can send his bodies own electrical charge through them. If they are grounded then it causes maximum damage, if not, the energy has to return to Avak to do any substantial damage, but it also drains him much faster then normal. Avak usually loses a lot of body heat when he does this, and his heartbeat starts to slow. Sometimes his vision goes starry. Enemies can be stunned, burned, or even knocked unconscious depending on the path the electrical current follows.
◆ Exᴛʀᴀ Aʙɪʟɪᴛʏ::Bio-EMP. While manipulating electrical energy to move is one of the only things Avak can do, there is a second option he can take when redirecting the flow of energy. If Avak uses his own body as a battery he can suck up electrical energy. With a sufficient amount absorbed he can release it in a short burst that fries any and all electronic devices in the area of effect. This EMP can only be blocked by lead or copper, since they negates electro-megnatism. Using this ability drains him of most of his own bodies electrical energy, and removes any source of electricity he could manipulate, even frying most of the static energy in the environment temporarily. [LOCKED] When drawing in this energy for an EMP blast Avak can unlock his Ultimate Form, and turn his body into living electricity.
◆ Cʜᴇʀɪsʜᴇᴅ Iᴛᴇᴍ(s):: Does not cherish any material things.
╠ ʙ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ɢ ʀ ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Avak is a complex one. You could call him a "good guy" in the sense that he doesn't want the world to be taken over by monstrosities and demons, but at the same time... You probably wouldn't think of him as a good person. Avak shows all the personality traits of a sociopath. He doesn't trust others, doesn't let people in. He's manipulative, controlling, and thinks of his "friends" as tools for his own gain. Maybe his intentions can be for good, but he is no angel. He does a good job at hiding his manipulative nature with lies that any politician would be proud of. He's generally outgoing, friendly, and very helpful. He's a strong leader, and great at reading people and fulfilling their needs. He can be witty and sarcastic, and sweet as candy. But in the end, it's all an act to hide his fears... Lies to hide his true nature.. To help him think he's a good person still.
◆ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ: Born and raised in the Windy City Avak had a pretty bad childhood. His mother died in childbirth, and he was left with his grieving father. As he grew up his father turned into an alcoholic and became rather abusive, but don't worry. Avak was good at keeping away from his dad when things got physical. He went to public school, but was the odd one out for pretty much his entire school career. He was always incredibly smart, but this caused others to bully him and call him a "nerd" or "geek". The isolation from his family and lack of any sort of friendship growing up caused him to become extremely independent. He only needed to look out for himself, and he'd be fine and make it through the day. To protect himself Avak began using little lies to help him get through day to day life. Little ones at first, to his bullies to get them off his back. To his teachers to hide the abuse and neglect from his father. These lies are what took root in his heart though, changing him forever. He became very good at lying very fast. He was able to think like others, and therefore knew exactly what to tell them to push whatever buttons he wished. The lying took root deeper and deeper in his life till he was playing with others lives like he was tying a perfect knot. And at any moment, if he so desired, he can unravel that knot and see everyone caught up in it fall apart in his deception.... and this power he began to crave. His heart became an impregnable fortress that no one could ever pierce, because how could you get into one's heart if you could not see it for what it truly was? His deception was complete on everyone and anyone he knew. Avak was just a smart, happy boy that would grow up successful and influential. No one, not even his father, knew that he had more then just people power in him.. but the power to control electricity as well. Avak can't remember when he discovered his Aura, but if he thinks back he was always able to use it to some extent. When really young he could zap people with little static shocks. Who would suspect that a toddler control that? As he grew he could do more and more, and without really knowing how he had always known how to use his power instinctually. When he was invited to go to a school for people with powers like his own he was surprised that someone had found out, but curious as to what others with his abilities were like. Avak saw this as an opportunity to empower himself even more, and expand his sphere of influence over a more powerful spectrum of individuals. What happens next he doesn't know, but his mind is always on his future, and what people he will allow to be a part of it.
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ(s): ❥ (romantic are not, they go here) ❥ ❥
✖ (enemies or rivals go here) ✖ ✖
◆ Gᴏᴀʟ(s)/Aᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏɴ(s): To help defeat the monstrosities. To control the school with an invisible hand.
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◆ Oʀɪɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Great Britain, moved around between the States and England a lot.
╠ ᴅ ᴇ ᴛ ᴀ ɪ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ / Mᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs: N/A
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss: Narcissistic Arrogant Brash Sarcastic Considers others problems trivial, and even boring. Womanizer Compulsive liar Thrill Seeker (Might not be entirely bad.. but he can't resist any temptation for fun and excitement.)
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: Quick witted Outgoing Joyful Courageous (or stupid, take your pick) Creative Determined
◆ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5' 10"
◆ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 155 lbs
◆ Pʜʏsɪǫᴜᴇ: Slim, very toned and defined muscles
◆ Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ: English/Japanese
◆ Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Brown
◆ Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Brown
◆ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Heterosexual. (If you don't count his attraction to himself.)
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single. Always looking for someone new.
◆ Lɪᴋᴇs: ✓ Himself ✓ Being the best ✓ All the Ladies
◆ Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ(s):Recurve Bow, along with a quiver of 24 arrows. And a hidden knife or two.
◆ Cʜᴇʀɪsʜᴇᴅ Iᴛᴇᴍ(s):: Recurve Bow, it is a family heirloom.
╠ ʙ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ɢ ʀ ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:
◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Feochadan is a bit of a hard one to get along with if you can't get past his egotistical, asinine, and sarcastic front. Don't even think about calling him out on his womanizing behaviors either, because it will get you no where. Donny can be sharp witted, but also a completely arrogant fool who thinks they can overcome any challenge. He cares more for his reflection then for anyone else's wellbeing, and competes with other men like it's a religion. There is all that and more wrong with the boy, but if you can get past that and accept him for his faults then there is a lot to like as well.
Feochadan is full of joyful energy and always has a smile glued to his face. He's funny when he wants to be, helpful when he thinks "why not lend a hand?", and always reliable in a pinch. He might not care as much about you as he does himself, but if he can be the hero he won't fail to claim that role and brag about it for the next week or two.
◆ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ: Feochadan did not grow up a normal life. He was raised pretty traditionally, and his social status is almost on par with royalty. At family social events he was often addressed as "Lord" but he absolutely despises his families titles and privileges with a fiery passion. Donny has had to move back and forth between his home in England and all over Europe, the United States, and Japan so much he doesn't even know what to actually call home anymore. This did not make for a very happy child in the Tighearn family and when Feochadan hit his teens the rebellious faze came in like a wrecking ball for the seemingly perfect upperclass family.
Donny ran away from home constantly. He was good at it. He knew how to avoid every one of his parents hired help. He could scale down from the highest windows without a seconds worth of hesitation, and he was quite the professional at thievery. He became a troublemaker wherever he went. His poor parents couldn't do anything to stop it, and Feochadan was having way too much fun exploring the world and seeking new thrills to even consider stopping his excursions. It was a big problem for the family when their boy began falling behind on his education too. That is when Tokubetsu stepping in. Feochadan doesn't really like school, but he was curious enough that he went along with being shipped off to Russia with the other "special" children. I mean, he loved winter. So Russia shouldn't be that bad right?
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ(s): ❥ Himself: Pretty damn close to romantic. ❥ ❥
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◆ Gᴏᴀʟ(s)/Aᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏɴ(s): To become the very best... like no one ever was.
◆ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ(s): Mᴀɪɴ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Song Title Bᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Song Title (Can add more, if you wish)
◆ Oᴛʜᴇʀ Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Feochadan has spent nearly his whole life practicing with the bow. He is deadly accurate no matter how challenging the shot. It is probably one of the only things he enjoyed learning among all the stupid things his parents made him learn.
