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PostPosted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 9:27 pm
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Headmaster


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Name:
Arcous Rous Horus Abelem Riyashi Meltris
Nickname(s)
Headmaster Meltris
Age:
a few eons old, lost count
Personality:
Arcous is hard to predict most times. One day he could be as giddy as a school boy and the other he can be a living Hell. It's always best to catch him in a good mood. He can be very loving unless you aggravate him. He has a low tolerance for slackers and delinquents. Don't piss him off and you might make it through the year. He's a bit eccentric at times and a bit of a show off. He knows when it's time to play and when it's time to be serious. He also has a mysterious side, the side of him everyone just wants to, attracting many to him.
Bio:
Arcous' life started like any dragons' life in an egg. His mother was protective, so he hatched with her wrapped around him. A fierce white dragon with piercing blue eyes. Though his mother tried to control him, he was always off on his own, fending for himself. He was quick learner. He learned what he needed to just by watching the elders from a distance. He was able to concentrate his magic at a younger age than most dragons. He progressed quickly in his life and started traveling, learning of the other creatures and learning more of his own power. Arcous made many friends on his travels, having an attractive personality and his humanoid form wasn't half bad looking.

As he aged, so did the world. Things went from wild to buildings being built, not electric things being invented. Arcous, of course, adapted well. But.. The human raced advanced as well. They got scared of creatures like Arcous. Started wars with some of them and hunted others. Soon, all mythical races started depleting Arcous was able to hide amongst the human though most of his race was eradicated, leaving him to be one of few dragons left. Arcous knew this was no way for creatures such as him to live. He discovered this other realm. It was just woods and a few bodies of water. No inhabitants. He took it upon himself to create sort of a sanctuary for mythical creatures, to teach the young ones of their almost extinct races and hopefully have them replenish their kind. He built, by himself, a large castle he would use as for a school, boarding school. Thus the Academy of Mythical Creatures was born. Arcous hand picked fourteen students every year, since the races were small. He's been doing this for a few years now and every year is better than the last. He definitely loves his job. But always feels as something is missing.. Hmm..
Other Info:
Be careful when he is in his dragon form. He can manipulate all the elements and is telepathic, also having telekinesis. His loyal companion is almost always by his side.
Race:
Dragon
Role:
Headmaster
Username:
Flowers_Of_Eros


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Name:
Masahiro Jeremiah Kelt
Nickname(s)
Masahiro, Masa, Hiro, Jer, Professor Kelt
Age:
3069
Personality:
Masahiro can seem cold. He's quiet and distant. He can be a very strict teacher if you rub him the wrong way. He does favor most students in his house better than any other students it will become obvious when you get to know him. It is best to catch Masahiro in his tranquil mood. Don't anger him and he won't hate you for the rest of the year.
Bio:
Masahiro was the spawn of a mermaid and a vampire. His mother happened to have wandered out the water and onto land. When mermaids dry, legs appear. Well she, being beautiful and having a lovely voice as mermaids are told to be, had attracted a vampire. His father was prince of a dark nation and his mother was princess of the sea. The two met and his father was instantly attracted to his mother. Sadly, Masahiro's mother had to leave her people if she was going to be with this vampire. Her father was a cruel man and very strict. She was actually already betrothed to another man. But she was in love with the vampire and turned her back on her people. The two were married and had a son, Masahiro. But Masahiro wasn't the healthiest of babies. He had many health problems and the doctors gave the infant a month to live. This broke his mother's heart. But his father, being the vampire he was, thought this was unacceptable.

So, in the dead of night, the king took the young prince and dropped him off at the beach for the seagulls to eat. Masahiro cried and cried. Well more like wheezed. He attracted seagulls who picked his eyes out. Wasn't like he could see anyway. But now he was a poor little baby with no eyes, wheezing, crying, and alone. But he made it to morning. An old vampire couple had found him. They were actually kindhearted people. They took the poor infant in. Though the whole no eyes things wasn't good. So the man got a rag and tied it over Masahiro's eyes. This made him look somewhat normal. Masahiro lived through the doctors' odds... The couple found out he was a vampire when his sharp teeth started to grow. What a painful experience. The couple raised Masahiro as their own, since his adopted mother couldn't have children. Neither the couple nor Masahiro knew he was a merman. Until that day. A few kids were picking on him and he was pushed into the pond. As far as Masahiro knew, he couldn't swim. So he thought he was going to drown and so did his adopted parents. But the boy popped his head out the water soon enough, feeling weird. His father pulled him out the murky water, revealing a black scaled fish's tail. As shocked as they were, his parents still accepted him.

Then, humans began to take over. Vampires were forced to Hell. But what was Masahiro to do. He was not a full blood vampire and he did not want to go to Hell. And later, he found out merpeople were completely eradicated. He stayed on the surface, hiding from the humans by disguising himself in another form. He was able to make a potion that created this disguise. It even gave him eyes, though he still could see right. One day, he received the letter to The Academy. How could he read it? That'll be mentioned later. Anyway, he attended the school. His specialty was potions. Well, he graduated from the academy. The headmaster saw potential in the demonic merman. Masahiro was asked to teach. He accepted and became head of the house he was selected for, Snake. Now he teaches the wonder of potions. Spending his days creating many of them and swimming in the great lake of the academy.
Other Info:
Probably wondering how Masahiro could even get to the school or read the letter. Well he wasn't all that blind, thanks to a magical spell. He can somewhat see but his vision is blurry and everything is red. But it's sorta like thermal vision. Warmer things look darker, cooler things look lighter. Letters come up black though, paper just a light red. He can also manipulate water. His precious baby, Driko, seems to be the only one he really loves. The snake is always around his neck. If you hang out by the lake, you may see him in his true form
Race:
Vampiric Merman
Role:
Potions teacher/Head of Snake
Username:
Flowers_Of_Eros


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Name:
Archarrun Horus St. Laurelian
Nickname(s)
Arc, Saint, Horu
Age:
497
Personality:
He is brutally honest, but he's also quite cold in his own right. He hates talking to people, especially about his feelings. Arc isn't a very social creature, but the only time he will at least try to be civil is during his class. Or when the Headmaster is trying to talk to him. But other than that, he'd prefer to be by himself and be left to his own thoughts. Not to mention he's stubborn enough to rival the most foul tempered beasts.
Bio:
Archarrun was born of a small village. A simple village on the plains. But, even as a child, he could not hide the boredom the farm he worked with his parents brought him. Everything was just a routine. Nothing exciting. Sure he could live with that for a while, but soon his heart began to ache. Ache for those horizons his father would yell at him to stop staring at. His father, being quite a hardened, close-minded man, told the poor red pup to not dream of such far places and get back to work.

Of course how long would one expect a child of such tenacity and stubbornness to listen? Arc, after reaching into what was equivalent of a human teen, packed his things and left home while his father was out trading with other packs. And what did he run across but so many sights and sounds he never experienced before. After a few months of roaming, he ran back home to tell his family of what he saw, but he wasn't expecting the horror of what awaited him at home. His village had been attacked and everyone killed. And how could one forget the raging fires set upon the houses and fields? The young wolf tried to find anyone alive, but was unsuccessful. All he had left was the sword of his family, pulled from the ashes of his burning home.

Arc knew he could not stay here. There was no food, no water, and it was exposed to more attacks. So he left, and went back to roaming the land. After what felt like an eternity, a hawk dropped a letter on his head while he was napping one day. To his surprise it was for a school just for people like him. Arc didn't pass up the opportunity for safety and the chance of learning. He went straight to the school, where he remained for years, mastering his classes, striving to get the top in class of all he took. And he was pretty much successful. But as he aged, he soon applied to become a teacher, to pass on the knowledge he had learned. And he was honored to receive it. Now he teaches History at the school, secretly enjoying passing on the knowledge of the lands he studied so fervently in his youth.
Other Info:
Arc takes pride in his swordsmanship. He always practices, of course away from the school in a clearing he had found in the surrounding woods. He also likes to watch clouds, makes him feel at peace, ya know? Arc also will kill for strawberries. He'll never admit it, but he loves them to death. And he has a second form that he usually likes to sulk around in.
Race:
Wolf Demon
Role:
History Teacher/ Head of Lion
Username:
Riding_The_Stars


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Name:
Alistair Benjamin Blood
Nickname(s)
Al, Ben, Mr.Blood, Professor Blood, AB(Jokes involving blood type).
Age:
Unkown, past 5000
Personality:
Alistair is reserved when it comes to his personal life, like his other co-workers he's a bit distant also, but will make himself available for the willing students to learn. He takes pride in his own knowledge and tends show off his tounge with sarcasim towards his students or associates. Half the time when others seem him there is a book jammed in his face. He doesn't mind chatting, and though not the greatest in social situations he knows how to work them to his advantage. He's insecure with feeling he has a lack of ability to practicing what he learns, and tends to be stubborn about his own feelings if he doesn't like them.
Bio:
Alistair's mother dissapeared before he hatched (It's rumored that she was hunted and killed). It was the Head Master himself that found his black egg and was hatched by him. He learned from a true dragon and spent his first century in the school, the personal teachings from Head Master Meltris to that of the teachers around the school. He was a quick learner and became one of the top students. He truly only learned about his race with Head Master Meltris , though he was his fatherly figure for a bit, the relationship faded to that only Alistair saw as a respectable authority and only ever has he called him Head Master Meltris.

With feeling pent up over the years he traveled outside the realm, almost running away until caught though he was let go anyway. He went far and wide in his human form, living a life or two, but found things not very glamourous as he hoped it to be when he heard stories from others. He came to conclusion that the world was beautiful in it's own sense, but very much dark. He learned a lot, and when he came back he was offered the job to teach. He did so, and when not teaching he prefferred to stay up in his own room or studies by himself. He never gave the world much of a chance with his quick conclusion and was quick to return to where he first began. Highly book smart with good problem solving skills, his fighting abilities are questioned as there are only few who have seen his actual dragon form. Many usually have to ask his associates on what race he is, as he normally refuses to answer personal questions towards his students.

Other Info:
Despite his travels his lock ups in certain areas and in the school , he could be considered a bit sheltered with mostly just book knowledge. He's changed his name a lot, his real name is Emil Aralo Dalmanic Plas. He hides a bit of infatuation over the Head Master, and usually avoids any idea of it stubbornly.
Race:
Dragon
Role:
Head of Dragon
Username:
CaptainXXMorgan


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Name:
Andrew Greene
Nickname(s)
{Optional}
Age:
1098
Personality:
Andrew is an adventurous fellow. He loves to explore and see what awaits him. He's a fun loving guy and can be quite sarcastic. As long as you're not some depressed loner, he'll happily be friends with you. He's a bit of a flirt and thinks himself quite the romantic. It's pretty hard to anger him. He's such a carefree spirit.
Bio:
Andrew was born a human. His family -the time being medieval- were middle classed. They got by quite well. He was the baby of four children so he was a bit 'spoiled'. The family was a loving one and they all helped each other. Andrew grew to be quite the man. He also rebelled against the royal family, thinking their rules quite unfair. He and a few people his age had a few protests. On one of then, a carriage came speeding by, running Andrew over. It sliced his body open. He died instantly. The funeral was quite sad and Andrew got to see it before he was able to go to heaven. The thing was, he was so young. He didn't want to die.

So, as he made it to Heaven, he begged that he remain on Earth and explore. After some debating, he was granted his wish. After all, he was a good boy. Andrew became only half an angel, giving him the ability to travel quickly. As live progressed, humans became angrier with other races. They seem to despise those who were different. Even angels. When Andrew returned to finally access Heaven, the human had built an impassible fortress in his entrance. He was not allowed into Heaven. He remained half an angel and became half a ghost, since his other half had to be something. He travel more, now lonely. Then one day, he was accepted into this school. He studied there, looking into the history and wonders of the human world. It was very magnificent, even if the people that inhibited it weren't. After he graduated, Arcous asked him to be a teacher, the last one dying already and Andrew had the highest marks in that class. He accepted and is now a teacher of the academy.
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Andrew has this cat that likes to follow him. He decided to call the animal
Patches and claimed him as his pet. The cat is very lovable and is a lot like Andrew.
Race:
Half Angel, Half Ghost
Role:
Head of Wolf
Username:
Flowers_Of_Eros
 
PostPosted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 11:07 am
Students


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Name:
Dwyte Malakai Mooreno
Nickname(s)
When he isn't Dwyte he likes to be called Mal
Age:
17
Personality:
Dwyte suffers from a split personality disorder. His main personality, is a quiet soft spoken boy. He fears a lot of things, despite being a powerful demon. He hardly uses his magic except for cute performances to entertain himself. To sweet for people around he is often a victim of bullying but doesn't put against anyone. He just puts up with the verbal and physical abuse and tries to push it far from his mind. He likes to seem cheery but is actual very dark and twisted in his mind. His book often include horror mysteries with murder. Or even nightmares. As for his second half, it only comes out when Dwyte feels very uncomfortable, to the point of death. His image also turns into a disgusting sight. Shadows of darkness, a sadist and a cruel teen. He is visibly terrifying, he enjoys the pain of others and sees himself high than anyone. He has no feelings, but he may say that he only cares for Dwyte. Saying that he loves him, and guilts others into telling people they have hurt the one boy he has ever loved. When in reality he would do anything to cause Dwyte to squirm in pain even more. Luckily Dwyte cannot access this personalities memories or feelings, yet the other one can. This man likes to be called Mal.
Bio:
Dwyte is a Bakhtak, or a night demon, or in Perisan the correct translation is nightmare. A demon who causes sleep paralysis. For what humans could understand. But they are generally soul feasting demons. They use their charm against humans and when humans begin to trust them, their shadows enter the human body in their sleep. Causing nightmares, and slowly eat their souls. Dwyte is no different. He would never admit to eating a human soul because he refuses to. Only Mal will perform such an act. He was born like many other Baktak's with a split in their personality. Due to their humanity appearance they do act human, but due to their humanity they have a difficult time devouring humans. So their other personalities do it for them. But these personalities often leave other Bakhtak's to shame. A shame of the family, his four siblings often bullied the boy. Abusing him due to their sadistic ways. He had never taken it personally, and allowed the abuse to come from his siblings and later on his father. His mother was a bit more understanding. She herself had a split personality, until she used her own shadow abilities to kill a human. She turned sadistic also, but loved her son either way.

There was one incident where Dwyte had earned some respect from his family. His sister was playing with Dwyte, their shadows running about one another, play fighting, until his sister got serious and started to actual attack Dwyte. His allowed the beating, just sitting on the floor, crying, until he heard a voice. One asking if he needed help. He first assumed that it was his brother toying with him. But he said yes anyway, and he blacked out. And when he opened his eyes he had found his sister, bloody and worn on the ground. Hardly breathing she healed quickly. His sister laughing and shaking her brother's hand and said well done. But the boy knew nothing about it.
Other Info:
His powers consist controlling shadows, they usually just grab things for that he can't reach. He keeps it to himself though, afraid of how people will react to his demon race. And also, this Form is Mal.
Race:
Bakhtak
Role:
Student
Username:
The Invisable Spaz


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Name:
Antonio Ferdinand II of Castile
Nickname(s)
Tony
Age:
18
Personality:
Antnonio is very very distant, quiet, straight forward and cold unless you get to know him better. He can be easily angered if the right nerve is touched. Tony is very a kind heart like a prince should yet he mischievous and cunning when it comes to his research. Tony learned from his father at a young age to stand firm in what he believed in. At school he wasn't always very distant. In fact he had a lot of friends in his classes, and for the first few years of school, Antonio was happy Bubbly person. That was until a he found out that his voice was luring and charming to those weak minded and nearly killed a friend. His father explained that the Castile family came from a long line of Siren, dust Tony forever shut himself from the world.

Bio:
Antonio Ferdinand II of Castile is the prince of Spain. He had a normal and blessedly happy childhood. He being a only child and royal member from Spain. Tony had and got everything he ever wanted but he wasn't never selfish or spoiled. He was so full of life and so very bubbly but that all change on one faithful day. Antonio was out in the field with a good friend picking flowers. Tony began to sing 'London Bridge is Falling Down' while he picking and braiding flowers into a crown. Tony turn to see that his good friend was dancing and falling down. Only to pick herself up and dance some more as she drew herself closer to the edge of a cliff. Antonio watched in shock as his darling friend fall off the cliff. IF it wasn't for the tree on the side of the cliff and Antonio quick running back to town for help. His friend could have died that day and on that day Tony learned from his father at a young age of ten that he was a Siren.

From there on, Antonio just shyly turn away from all others and stuck his nose to his books and other forms of music. The Musical Demon or better know as 'Leo' that lurks inside Antonio, Wishes nothing else to sing, bring down many innocent soul toward him to feast on. Years latter, He had many woman and even couple men fawned over him. Many Princess and Duchess wish to be his suitor. The king was tired of waiting on Antonio to choose and betrothed him to a princess of his choice. Antonio really didn't like this at all, So he charmed his way out of it. He was engaged several times before his father finally had enough of his games.

One night when her father held a ball in Tony's honor of his engaged. Antonio dance the night away with his Princess and turn out that he had liked her. Tony pulled his wife to be toward the garden and admitted his love for her but also to show her something. Antonio walked over to the water fountain, sat on its edge and pour some water on his legs. He transformed into a Siren and his princess was so much in a state of shock that she ran into the ball yelling that the prince was a fish monster. After two weeks of whole thing about the princess, calling the wedding off and knowing the prince was a monster, Antonio was about to kill himself until a letter hit is head. The young prince read the latter and he can't wait to start the new year as a normal student?......

Other Info:
For the pass eight years, Antonio has been researching for a way to get rid of his Musical Demon or even to fully become human.ALSO He does his best to stay away from water since he transforms back into a Siren form whenever he touches water. He only regains his human form if he dries off and remains out of the water for four hours.
Race:
Siren
Role:
Student
Username:
Jen Lady Vamp


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Name:
Roxas Jacob Cortez
Nickname(s)
The occasional Roxy
Age:
18
Personality:
Roxas hides behind a smile, almost always refusing to take off his mask. After how easily trusting others led to his untimely death, he is always on guard, especially around new people. One thing that followed him to his grave was his anxiety, always feeling like he'll never be enough. He's constantly trying to prove himself and tries to look at the bright side of things.
Bio:
Roxas doesn't really remember much about his life, not because he lost his memory, but he never really did much with his life. He was a quiet guy who was studying to try to go to a good college, it was his only hope of being able to leave the foster care system and finally accomplish something with his life. A few weeks before graduation he was invited to a lake house with a couple other guys, his instincts told him to stay away but he was feeling spontaneous. While there...well when all the guys were in the lake they told him how there was a lake monster that had drowned previous swimmers. Feeling nervous he had claimed there was no such thing, until he was pulled under. When he resurfaced all the guys were laughing, soon they were all playfully pulling him under. A few guys kept him under too long and he drowned, instead of telling the police the truth they covered up his death. Now Roxas is just trying to use this second chance at 'life' to make up for all the things he was never able to do.
Other Info:
He has a Raven who he nicknamed Poe that follows him everywhere. Usually perched on either his shoulder or on top of his head. He's completely obsessed with Edgar Allen Poe and loves to write. He takes medication for his anxiety, and on occasion will start dripping wet and leave footprints. As far as he knows the only powers he has are being able to walk through walls, invisibility, teleportation but only to places he's been and remembers clearly, and shooting green plasma rays from his hands. Only mythicals can see him and the occasional human intune with the spiritworld.
Race:
Ghost
Role:
Student
Username:
GamerAdam


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Name:
Haruhi Sebastein' Okinowa
Nickname(s)
Haru, Sebby, Oki-Chan
Age:
16
Personality:
Haruhi is an abused soul hiding behind smiles and fake blush. He always tries to look at he bright side of things and rarely make a frown. Haruhi starts off or comes off as the quiet type until you get to know him. He's very adventurous and is always up for a challenge. That's just the bright side of him.

The other side is only if you end up on his list of darkness then just good to stray away. He will never forget the bad things that happened to him. He tends to keep a grudge until it's fully repaid with revenge and something ten times worse.
Bio:
Haruhi grew up in the forest of Paris, France and running wild through the many tree's and dancing with glee he tended to always have a lust for something that he couldn't quiet put his finger on. Though one day he was in his cabin house with his father and mother to be no where found until he heard noises coming from the bedroom. Walking in on them his eyes glowed a bright yellow and his heart started to race, He automatically knew what was going on and he had to have part of it.

Once his mother and father found out what was going on he was taken to his room and explained what he was and what he was feeling. They explained to him his race of being a Devil-Nymph. They told him how much he would crave sex as he got older and how much blood he would need to stay alive. Years and years went on and Haruhi started to grow up. Soon he was at the age of 14 when he lost his virginity to his mother. This was a common thing for Demons like him and how he also made love to his father. He committed many forbidden taboo's of which he called art work. And this was only the beginning of his life as a Devil-Nymph


Other Info:
He tend to find certain things about people 'Hot' which sometimes counter acts his personality. Depending on how he's feelings, Haruhi will want some time 'alone' to satisfy himself...he doesn't like being like this.
Race:
Devil-Nymph
Role:
Student
Username:
Asuniki


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Name:
Rae S. Rivas
Nickname(s)
Syn, Rain, Zero
Age:
17
Personality:
Rae is the type of person who accepts change and whats given. Which comes in handy for his little honesty quirk along with his recklessness. If he wants something done he will just do it, without thinking about what would happen after he does it. He's always confident about himself and his abilities. Rae is also perseverant, honest and keen.
Bio:
Rae was a bright little angel, always ahead of his mates learning things quickly and efficiently. He had pretty much a good childhood. As an Angel he would keep to his studies and observe the human race along with the others. Even as a little one he'd do his best to help others, once he became older he was about to protect some beings by keeping them out of danger. All was well until his fall, which sudden and surprising to everyone. no one would have thought he'd lose his light. It had happened around the time when mythical creatures started dying off by the hands of man. Dragons, creatures of the sea, elves, fawns and the like. Being who Rae was he wanted so badly to help them, because it seemed with all the gods out there they did nothing but watch.

He disobeyed orders and set off to take things into his very own hands. His heart and mind were in the right place but was it just to punish those who did wrong? He enjoyed it and it scared him at first, but he wanted to do more. Rae was devastated to find that he couldn't ascend back to above the clouds, just because he wanted to help the creatures on this plane. Hurt and grieving he coped by continuing to do his work, but it wasn't the same as before. He basically took on the roll of Death and took judgement into his own hands. And to do this he wanted more powers. Rae wasn't stupid no, he just felt attached and his love for them made him fall.

He knew he was truly forsaken and could not go back to the best of his knowledge when his beautiful white wings turned a ghastly black but still retained their glow. His golden markings turn pitch black. As time worn on he grew tired of what he was doing, it was never ending. He came to understand that things were changing, and he couldn't stop it from happening. He felt lost with no real purpose, who knew an Angel could fall into depression? Rae didn't have the means to kill himself so he just sat their tortured wanting what he once had but couldn't get back.
Other Info:
He has a pet bird, but it's not any old bird. It looks like a normal bird, like one of those colorful birds like a peacock or a Eastern Rosella. It is the size of a large macaw, length from head to tip of tail is 100 cm with a wingspan of 16.7 in long, weighing 1.5 kg. With a medium lengthened sharp beak, and has a few eye feathers akin to a peacock coming from it's tail. His powers consist of minor
gravity and energy manipulation. He has few quirks but the two most notable ones is (supernatural) that he can imitate any skill he or she sees. Any by skills, it's more like martial arts or a cool trick someone performs. His other quirk (normal) is he is overly honest, always telling the truth even to his or her own detriment if he can't keep his mouth shut.
Race:
Fallen Archangel/ Demon
Role:
Student
Username:
Luna Kitsune Kasumi
 

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