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 Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2015 5:45 pm
Name: Magnolia Goes By: Maggie Age: 25 Species: succubus Orientation: Pansexual/Aromantic  Appearance: Long auburn locks, black horns that jut out from around the top of her head and curve around her ears, light skin, black eyes with bright blue pupils, long black tail with tufts of fur on the end. Bio: A human as an infant, she was stolen from her biological family and raised by her incubus kidnapper, who she only knew as her father. By feeding her his own blood, Maggie was transformed into a demon. She grew up with her "father" away from most civilization. As a child, her father provided everything for Maggie. Other than being a baby stealing demon, her father was a very loving and kind man. Maggie had a pleasant childhood. Every so often he would leave her alone, however, to feed (which resulted in killing people) and get supplies. Eventually, humans caught on, and followed him home. He died that night while Maggie hid under her bed. From there, life was a lot more difficult. Too scared to venture into human populated towns and cities, Maggie targeted travelers for her nourishment. They were slim pickings, and it was taking a toll on her. On her last leg, Maggie discovered life behind the Veil. She was then able to get back on her feet and live in peace, almost like old times. Eventually, Maggie heard rumors of a town that had both creatures and humans. Curious, she found her way to Janhall. Deciding it was time to face her fears, and perhaps seek a little vengeance, she moved to the town to start a new life. Job: She works at The Watering Hole as a server Education: Her father taught her how to read, write, and basic math, history, and geography. Powers: She has a magical aura about her that makes most beings comfortable around her. This is a demonic predatory function to get prey closer, in which she has no control over. It makes her great with customers though! When her power reserves allow it, she can influence the actions of others. In order to do so, she will make a verbal suggestion. This power is strongest when used on humans. Being a succubus, kissing and acts of a PG-13 nature allows her to sap life energy from her victim. Doing so strengthens all of her magical abilities (kissing only mildly so). Physical Abilities: Whether for feeding on unfortunate souls or for battle, Maggie can grow claws and/or sharp teeth. Likes: apple pies, walks, spring time, and dancing Dislikes: stormy weather, perverts, silence Theme:Cry Like a Ghost - Passion Pit
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2015 6:39 pm
Name: Firefly
Age: 43 (appears 8 yrs old)
Race: Dragon
Appearance: Imagine a small pink lizard child. Firefly has shoulder length white hair and yellow eyes with red slitted pupils. From her fingertips to her elbows, and from her toes to her knees, her skin is black, which then fades into a pretty pink color. Her body has scales scattered all over like freckles. She sports some wings, horns, and a tail. Not looking like a real dragon, it's easy to mistake her for a demon.
Personality: short tempered, reckless, insecure about a lot of things. playful. She tends to mimic animals and people at times.
Bio: Firefly was cursed before she was given life. Much to her mothers surprise, she was not hatched, but rather birthed alive like a mammal. Looking more like toddler than a newly hatched dragon, her mother gave her the name Firefly, with the connotation of being small and worthless. Needless to say, the child was rejected by her mother. Without the approval of her own parents, Firefly was soon turned away by her entire family (dragon herd?).
Even though she was lucky enough to have the instincts to survive on her own, it was never easy. Firefly nearly died of exposure, starvation, and flesh wounds countless times over the years without a family to look out for the little ones needs and safety. Without their guidance, Firefly has no knowledge of her own kind. Because of this, she has trouble accessing her powers, and doesn't know if she will ever be able to. She is desperate for a connection with another dragon, and yet it is something she fears the most. Though she is in her forties, she is still a child, and the rejection she felt is still a raw wound.
So far, she has lived a nomadic life, traveling with animals she hunts for food. In her travels, she has observed behaviors from both animals and people from afar. She knows very little about civilized life.
When she found a town filled with non-human creatures, she found the courage to explore it. The sights were overwhelming at best, terrifying at worst. She could only stay for a few minutes or hours at a time before she fled back into familiar territory. After a few weeks of trying, Firefly began adapting to the environment. Not knowing the laws of the land, or any social rules for that matter, she went about her ways without actually participating in the community. This involved stealing food, chasing and eating cats around town, and sleeping on public and private property.
Physical Abilities: She can fly, though she's not very good at it.
Her hands and feet have claws, making her able to tear into flesh and also helps her run faster on earth.
She also has sharp teeth, like a great white shark.
Education: None! She's practically a feral child.
Job: Local nuisance
Likes: meat, chasing small animals, sun bathing, and shiny things
Dislikes: wasting food, windy and cold weather, horses
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2015 7:25 pm
 Name: Brian Rolfe
Nickname/Goes by: Rolfe
Age: 24
Race: Lycan
Orientation: Hetero
Relationship Status: Single
Appearance: Tall man with a muscular build. Messy blond hair, scruffy beard, light brown eyes, thick eye brows. Usually wearing a solemn, if not bored, expression. It's hard to tell what he's thinking most of the time.
Bio: Rolfe grew up in a large family inside The Veil. As the youngest brother and the quietest of the bunch, he was an easy target for his siblings to pick on. As if that wasn't enough, he also had trouble in school. It wasn't rare for him to come home crying with low grades in hand. This just added to the list of reasons his brothers and sisters bullied him. Deep down they all really cared for one another, and it would soon show.
After quitting high school, his mother became ill. He would spend most of his time tending to her while his siblings were working, keeping house, and studying. Three years later, she passed away, and his siblings gave him an opportunity to go out into the world. With no diploma and no job, Rolfe was not seeing a good future ahead of him, and this was the perfect chance. By pooling together money, his brothers and sisters gave him the freedom to find his own path. This is when he took root in Janhall. He spent time taking up odd jobs, making connections, couch surfing, and eventually got a steady job stocking shelves at the library.
Powers: He can shift into a large timber wolf at will
Rolfe also has a great sense of smell, hearing, and sight.
Job: Shelf stocker at Page Turner's Chronicles.
Education: High school drop out
Likes: sunny days, running around in his wolf form, swimming, and nightly walks
Dislikes: loud noises, grapes, onions, sweets, wearing confining clothes, going to the dentist, and going outside his comfort zone
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 11:49 am
 Name: Damian Aubrey Age: 21 Race: human Orientation: Bisexual Appearance: unkempt auburn hair, light blue eyes, scrawny, bit of a baby face Personality: usually quiet and awkward, cries easily, when he's alone (or thinks he's alone) he often talks to himself Bio: Growing up in a well to do household, Damian lived a semi-pampered and sheltered life. Though he was bullied like most other kids, he had a stable group of supportive friends that he would often spend time with. When it was time to go to college, Damian was nervous, but overall excited for this new chapter in his life. Cut to the middle of his 2nd year, Damian began having nightmares every night. Not only that, but school was starting to get more and more stressful. Pulling all nighters, he swore he could hear faint whispers. One morning, Damian was getting ready for class when he noticed a shadow that didn't belong there. Wanting to pretend it was just his eyes playing tricks, he went about his day. But the shadow was moving, and it followed him to class. He could not find it in him to concentrate on his work. Not wanting to be thought of as crazy, Damian did his best to ignore the shadow. It was getting harder and harder with each passing day. The whispers were becoming more clear, the shadow sometimes taking a more solid form. It even started to smile! After two weeks, Damian stopped going to classes all together. A concerned friend decided to visit him in his dorm, not realizing the kind of condition he was in. Damian blacked out, and when he came to, his friend was backed into a corner screaming for help, blood on her arms. When he reached out to help, he realized he was holding a knife, and he too was covered in blood. Overcome with fear, he dropped the blade and ran away. Fast forward to now, Damian is moving into Jahall to find someone who can help him. However, the demon is making any progress extremely difficult. Likes: marvel movies (especially Captain America), junk food, sleeping, animals, and rain Dislikes: spiders, dark spaces, lightning, and people eating his food Theme:Pieces-Sum 41
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2015 7:13 pm
Name: April Age: 16 Race: Ghoul Orientation: asexual Appearance: 5'3, short dark hair, hazel eyes, dresses in layers no matter the weather and often wears warm gloves Personality: soft spoken, avoids confrontation Bio: Her family have always lived beyond the Veil, as their diet required them to be among humans and their dead. Her parents thought little of people, thinking them to be more like livestock. Once they got their fill of the cemetery buffet, and had themselves a murder or two, they traveled out of state to the next city. They traveled often to avoid suspicion. April was pretty isolated in that respect, as she didn't ever get the chance to make any friends. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to make friends with humans. Her family was just as likely to eat one as they were to talk to one. Instead of getting caught up in a social life, April spent time honing her artistic abilities. She has a fascination with painting wildlife scenes and knitting her own garments. Her room is filled with drawings and finished pieces of flowers, bugs, and critters of all shapes and sizes. In her wardrobe, she possesses multiple pairs of mittens, scarves, hats, and gloves which she wears on a daily basis. Because she's a glorified corpse, she finds herself getting a bit chilly quite often. Plus, warm clothes are very comfortable to her. While she was getting by in school and doing the things she liked, her parents thought it was time for a big change. They thought it would be better to move to Janhall to be with creatures like themselves. It would also be a great opportunity to pick out some humans that meandered around town. After all, what are they thinking? Humans and monsters could never live peacefully. Education: high school, she was held back a year Powers: Gluttony EmpowermentEnhanced BiteEnhanced RegenerationLikes: animals (even though they hate her), summer, painting, knitting Dislikes: most food, wearing revealing clothes Theme: Everything is Something to Somebody
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 3:29 pm
Name: Muna Zemiro
Age: 17
Race: Human
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Abilities: create demon traps, perform exorcisms, is slightly good at parkour
Education: high school
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Likes: video games, junk food,
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2015 10:20 am
 Name: Abby Age: ?? Race: Ghost Orientation: Asexual Appearance: translucent with a bluish tint to her entire form, short hair, heart shaped face, roughly 5 feet tall, wearing a long sleeved shirt and pajama pants. everything below the knees fades into nothing. occasionally, her appearance changes to that of what she looked like during her death; trauma to her head, gashes and bruises over her body, and what looks like dust or dirt coating her. Personality: As happy as one can be when dead and no recollection of life. She usually feels pretty numb, emotions coming in intense bursts. Bio: Abby has been dead for five years, but she doesn't keep track. Time has been very strange since she has been a ghost. Things can move so fast, and at some points there is nothing at all. The girl "woke up" in an unfamiliar neighborhood, which was actually her very own street. Not remembering much of anything of her old life, she wanders in search of answers. She can only recall a few pieces of information; that being her first name, that she used to dance and play, and that her death involved a lot of noise. Her existence isn't exactly a happy one, and she hopes to figure out to get to the next point in the afterlife, if there is such a thing. Abby doesn't want to be a ghost forever. Abilities: can manifest into a visible form for a short while, can move small objects, can possess objects, communicate with mediums (and ghost hunters to a smaller degree), move through tangible things Education: ?? Likes: classical music, people watching, children, "playing" with animals Dislikes: "sleeping" (disappearing or losing track of days to weeks at a time), not being heard Theme: Overcast Sorrow
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2015 11:34 am
 Name: Tess Age: 14 Race: Human Orientation: Questioning Appearance: short dark hair, blue eyes, 5'5, wears sporty and/or comfortable clothes Personality: laid back, motivated, thoughtful, rough Bio: Tess was always able to hear voices and notice things others couldn't. Up until she was 7, her parents had always believed that she had a very active imagination and paid it no mind. In elementary school, she started being ostracized by the other students because to them, Tess was a liar and didn't play the right way. The ignoring turned into bullying, as kids started making up rumors about Tess. Though Tess stopped talking about the voices and the things she saw, the damage was done. Her parents became worried about their daughter, as her usual bubbly demeanor vanished. To fix the problem, they encouraged her to join a club or sport at school, in order to make friends and do something constructive. Tess became involved in baseball. At first, the bullying continued, but as her skills became apparent, her team started to get along with her. They became not just teammates, but good friends. The bullying didn't stop, but now Tess had a whole group to back her up and she was doing something she loved. The voices, however, didn't change. It took a long time for her to pay attention and really listen to them because she blamed them for her miserable time in school. However, she did start listening and realized that most of them just needed help. Feeling sympathy for the lost souls, she dedicates her free time to helping them release themselves from the tangible plane, whatever that may take. She keeps her abilities a secret, too afraid to lose her new friends and not wanting to know what her parents would think. After all, her life is pretty stable and happy now. Abilities: hear and speak to spirits, sometimes see spirits Education: freshman in high school Job: part-time detective for earthbound spirits (too bad there's no pay) Likes: baseball, autumn, dating sims Dislikes: sweets, snow, bullies Theme:
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