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 Posted: Thu Jul 11, 2013 3:03 pm
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asbloodrunscold  Name: Lycaon the Sage [[Formerly King]] Age: Unknown Species: Eternal Werewolf Bio: Lycaon was once the king of Arcadia, a hero and a villain in the same her was famous for his vile methods of achieving control, but with a strange appreciation for culture. Lycaon was once visited by the god Zeus, but the man's arrogance led him to test the god by attempting to feed one of his fifty sons to him. Zeus, angered by this cursed him and he began to turn into the first werewolf. His son's were killed and he fled from his city. The wolf discovered he enjoyed his curse. He butchered sheep and villagers until he was dispatched to Tatarus. There he met with a witch who decided to give the wolf "release" though this was a trick. Lyacon was changed into the image of a man, and a wolf and was doomed to live like this forever. He found his way out of Tatarus after 100 years and wandered the Earth in his new form without identity. He often struggled between the nature of man and beast and seemed to be doomed to do so because Zeus wished it, until he came upon a wise creature. Lyacon could not tell you what this creature was even now, but it calmed him and taught him it's ways. He became a warrior with the traits and ability of a wolf and he would only grow in power and skill as he learned. He regained his identity after daring to challenge the gods when they attacked a town, and surviving. He managed to save the people and get them to safety before their city was annihilated. He had often watched the way humans reacted to species on this Earth, but he could not do much himself. He was forced to hide his face, but he still did not turn his back on them. He became a mystic and a teacher trying his hardest to help the poor souls on this Earth find a place of happiness and peace, while destroying the evil in his wake. Lyacon allowed the werewolves to fall the way they did as everyone needs to carve out their own destiny. He was well known among his race, but he often distanced himself from them. He taught when he needed to, he fought when he needed to...but he knew when to let them handle their own affairs. He lived life the way he saw fit until he was approached by Vincent. The man requested Lyacon come to the school. Lyacon saw this to be a fine opportunity and decided to attend as a teacher, though he mostly heads up the combat aspects of the academy. Specially survival. Personality: Lyacon is a very wise werewolf due to his age and experience. He's a very truthful person not caring whether the truth will hurt or liberate. He does have a certain level of pride and arrogance, but it's far more controlled than a normal werewolves. He's very strong, and has proven himself to be a very good leader though his methods are often brutal and cruel. He can be kind though often he is shown to be rather jaded to everything within the world. He is respectful and treats a person as a warrior until they prove otherwise. He knows honesty can be equated with being disrespectful or mean, but he embraces this. Angering him is almost an instant death wish. He's a very dangerous werewolf, being among the first and has a long list of things he will not tolerate. Speak to him about anything, but do not expect the answer to it. |
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Posted: Thu Jul 11, 2013 7:40 pm
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He's my baby <3 Imusiclovah
Name: Alexander, Park
Age: 17
Species: Puppeteer, Shadow mage with assassin quickness.
Bio: Alex is Nana's twin that she has no idea exists. Alex also has no idea that Nana ever lived on the same earth, let alone two streets over from her. They attended the same school, even shared a few of the same classes, but Park is common name in Korea. From Busan as well, Alex grew up a pretty average life, despite the red eyes and different hair color problem he shared with his sister. He works in a bar as a dish boy and lives with his mother and little sister, Chan Mi. Alex did find out about his powers in a weird way, even so. Once when he was a small boy, he couldn't reach a peach that was on a tree in his back yard, so he tried reaching for it, but his hands caught onto the shadow and he pulled it down by that. Also, as well, he was the fastest running in the whole county of Busan when he was just 4 years old.
Now, Alex's story is not as tragic as Nana's for his mother is still alive and well. However, his father left his mother when Alex was 'born', aka, when his mother took him off of the streets and brought him home. That night, his parent ran into Nana's foster parents and asked them to take the girl while they took the boy and raised him up. They swore to each other the siblings would never meet so that no confusion would be brought about.
However. the woman who first talked to Nana about her powers had other ideas. She thought it would be wise for the powerful siblings to finally meet up. And so, Alex as well has been shipped off to the school, with hopes that the brother and sister would finally meet and combine their strengths to fight off an oncoming danger to the mage relm. The cover up? He was going to a prestigious school in the middle of nowhere on a scholarship, or so his mother thought.
Personality: Relaxed and calm except when in combat. Do not disturb when in combat. Terrific singer and also can play the piano. Enjoys running and playing soccer. Also enjoys sparring. A complete and total book worm, when he's not out practicing, you'll find him in the library.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 3:18 am
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Another one of LilRinn's creations. heart
 
Benjamin Bartholomew & Charles
"The Puppet Master and Puppet Boy"
Species: He just calls himself a Puppet Master and as for Charles, he's a puppet/demon thing.
Age?: Eighteen, Charles is immortal. (So is Benjamin, he's just young)
Bio?: Ever sense Benjamin was able to walk and talk, he loved dolls. Not the stupid ones though. Like barbie or action figures but, porcelain dolls and specifically made dolls as puppets. He loved them so much that he eventually started talking to them, pretending that they'd talk back. Often times he'd control their movements, making them hug each other, or fight. Sometimes Benjamin would make a stage out of books and blankets, having the dolls or puppets put on a show for him. Benjamin's life revolved around his collection of dolls and being able to interact with them. His life slowly became consumed around them in fact. Instead of picking up video games, or art or even going outside like a normal ten year old would, Benjamin would always be in his closet, with a set up lamp so he could be surrounded by his lovely dolls. His favorite on infact was one that he named Charles. Charles had black and white spiked hair, bags under his blue eyes and strange markings on his hands. Charles was a doll that Benjamin had found in an ally, laying in a muddy puddle. Honestly though, this was the only doll that Benjamin actually had gotten responses from.
Although Benjamin did have two parents that kept food on the table and a roof over his head, they were never really there. The only interaction that Benjamin ever had with his parents, were those hellos and good byes when they'd get home or left for work. Benjamin could never remember what his parents did for a living, but whatever it was always had them missing. However, Benjamin did have a nanny that watched over him. She would make sure he was fed, and stayed out of too much trouble, but not even she really paid attention to Benjamin. Benjamin would often times ask her if she wanted to play with him, or watch a movie but, she'd always turn him down. That's the reall reason that Benjamin even talked to his dolls. That's why he always carried Charles around. Nobody wanted to spend time with him, ever. His loneliness drove him mad. At age eleven is when Benjamin's parents found out about his odd behavior.
This was when his parents decided to take a family vacation somewhere, for a nice get away. At first, when Benjamin took Charles along, his parents just passed it off as a normal child's thing, and when they noticed him talking to the doll. Still, they saw it as normal. However, when Benjamin actually started getting in depth with interacting with Charles is when it became a worry to his parents. Especially when he'd argue with his doll, or act like he was being murdered if he was being forced to leave the doll behind. At one point, on the last day of their vacation, Benjamin's father snapped, taking Benjamin's doll from him and tossing it over a bridge and out into the river. This had the poor boy screaming, in horrible pain and agony. Benjamin wouldn't calm down for hours, despite his mother's calming voice and comforting hugs. He was just so upset. You see, Charles was no ordinary doll. Benjamin could speak to him, hear him reply, and truly interact with him on a personal level. Charles was doll. You better bet he was. However, he wasn't your ordinary doll. No. Charles was a doll created for the specific reason of detaining a soul. The soul detained in this doll was, evil though. This soul was the darkest, most gruesome soul you could find. That was a soul of a demon.
The reason that Benjamin was so upset that day his father tossed Charles away like trash was because Benjamin and Charles's souls had become one. The more you speak with a detained soul inside a doll, the more you become one with them. You'll begin to feel what they feel, see what they see, and most of all, if they have any hidden power you will gain them as well. Days later after returning home, Benjamin had become a mindless zombie. He didn't talk, think, or even eat or sleep. All he'd do was stare blankly into the distance. Two nights later, Charles was found back in Benjamins room. His doll came back to him. Benjamin however didn't turn back into his normal self yet. His parents found him writing things like, “You killed me.”, “You took him from me”, and “You will pay” all over the wall. In a panic, his parents ran to find some kind of help. However, they didn't realize that, that was part of Charles's plans. Charles then had Benjamin draw a pentagram on the ground with his own blood and light candles around it before sitting in the center, holding him. After a few mumbled words to complete the ritual, Charles became a real body instead of a doll. However, he was still attached to strings, and still a puppet. Just a live one. Benjamin's mind came back to him, and he was some what normal again. Except he had powers. Powers to attach bright red, spiritual strings to any living or nonliving object, and controlling it's every movement, along with enhanced speed and the abilities received by Charles. Charles is the one that had the real power. That was proven when Benjamin's parents came back, and Charles killed them. That night, Benjamin had to run away with Charles. The two went into a life of solitude in a tree house they made of in the woods.
Many years later at the age of eighteen, Charles and Benjamin had been separated from the majority of society. They only socialized with a well manured man that shaped Benjamin into a polite, proper young man. Charles however, was insane down to the bone, and acted as such. So there was no hope with him. One day the man led a dog to Benjamin, and the dog carried a letter, that invited him to join a school just for monsters and other kinds of creatures. Benjamin and Charles couldn't deny such an offer. They needed to refine their abilities anyways. So, they packed their things, said good bye to the old man and followed the hound, off to paradise. However, they weren't necessarily going to be students at the school. They'll be helping in classes to help train other students sense they are trained in combat. So, they'll be half students, and half volunteers.
Personality: Benjamin is very cool minded, calm and collected. When describing him, you will most likely say "Benjamin is such a gentlemen.". You will never find him acting up to cause a rise out of someone. However, his insane half, Charles, is quite the uh, "bundle of joy". Charles is completely insane, and cold to the bone. You'll often find him laughing for no reason, or at things that would make you cringe. Like say, a man's head being sliced off... You should all consider yourselves lucky that Benjamin has him tied down. Literally.
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Posted: Sat Jul 13, 2013 3:21 am
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Created by: AkioxGhost
Name: Luca Silvestri
Age: 18
Species: Necromancer
Bio: Luca and his twin brother Nicola were born during the first storm of August. This wasn't relevant in the earlier part of their lives, yet later, Luca would believe that it had been a sign the trials that they would face.
Their father vanished from their lives after the night that they were born, though they had a single picture of him in their house, reminding them that they were in his spitting image. Upon dwelling on the past, Luca would come to the conclusion that he and his brother only received their talents from their father, and that was quiet possibly the very reason he had left.
At an early age, Luca would hear whispers in the night that would make him scream. While Nicola had begun to stare into fires, into water, into sky, and into the earth, for hours at a time. Their mother didn't know what to make of them, though to the trained it would have been clear. An Elementalist and a Necromancer had been born onto the world.
Despite how their mother discouraged the development of their powers, they did so behind her back. Luca, began to whisper back. And Nicola, began to harness what was in the world around him.
Nobody had told them, about the fire they were playing with, without masters to teach them, they began to lose control of themselves. Whispers became shouting, which became a poltergeist. Nicola had the worst of it all though, he had been out in the field, practicing his fire, as Luca was off to the side, observing and sipping some water. They were young men now, and cocky. Nicola lost control for the first, and final time. His body, began to try and adapt to all the elements at once, taking on the composition of fire, earth, water, wind, and air, simultaneously. It resulted in the total destruction of his body.
After Nicola died, Luca's mother locked herself in her room, and refused to see her son. Luca thought he could hear Nicola's voice sometime on the wind. Not too long after, he received an invitation to attend a certain school, and feeling like nothing was left for him in his home, he packed his bags, and departed on his own. He could have sworn as he left the house, that he saw the shade of his brother sitting in the field where he died.
Personality: Though he had always held introverted tendencies, after the passing of his brother, he became more cold-hearted. He can have frightening intellect at times, and is known for carrying around a black leather notebook, which he is constantly scrawling in. He also has a very powerful sweet tooth (to a fault, as you can coax him to almost do anything with the promise of a milk shake). |
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 2:51 pm
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created by: hunter-the wanderer
 Name: Rook Vincar
Age: 17
Species: metal lord (type of demon)
Bio: Rook grew up as a strong child being taught by his parents for schooling in the back woods of Oregon. His parents were metal workers, they would bring home metal from their work for him. However one day when he was 14 police came to their property to arrest his parents for stealing metal. But something was wrong they were not police, instead they came with several others representing a company. This company made money by experimenting on others and making there abilities into tools and weapons. Knowing this, his parents fought back and managed to kill them but at a cost, his father died and his mother soon after. Being alone he left his home taking his father’s sword wandering the world repairing ships and other things he was lucky enough to get around.
After 3 years of wondering it was his 16th birthday and he decided to head into a small village even though he tries his best to avoid such places. As he walked down the streets looking for something good to eat he noticed a crowed, growing curious he decided to see what they were cheering about. Rounding the corner his tall stature was able to see, there in the middle of the crowed was a child and two adults that looked to be the girls parents. All his life he thought he was alone but now right in front of him was a family of Neko's, then he realized what they were doing, the girl was crying her parents hung from the tree and she was next. Using his strength he pushed thru the crowed, he put his shoulder into a man putting the rope on the child. As he took the rope off her another man tried to grab him, but rook was faster he drew his sword and cut the man down in front of the entire village, quickly he grabbed the girl and ran. It wasn’t till a year later of dodging police and other villages that he received the letter, taking the girl with him and after a short talk with the head master she was allowed to stay but could not leave until she was old enough.
Ability's: as a metal lord his species is rare for they do not have skin they take armor and metal and bond it to them making it there skin, with this comes an affinity for metal, such as mending, welding, bending, and noticing how said metal was created, as well as controlling metal, as well as being more physically powerful then the normal human.
Personality: he is blunt tending not to think before he talks and is very intimidating. He is very protective of other non full human others even if he does not show it or doesn't like you he will still protect you. He will ignore authority if he does not respect you or what you are doing is stupid. But he is kind to one species in particular, Neko's, anyone who has Neko blood he will never harm even if they are killing him.
Name: Rin Guyette
Age: 13
Species: fox neko
Bio: Rin grew up a normal kind of life with her mom and dad and her sister, all of whom are pure breed fox. one day when she was about to turn tweleve she grasped what abilitys she had and while in school she used her power on accedent to defend herself, when she used it she almost killed the two boys that attacked her so she ran home it was only a few minutes later an angry mob arrived and ripped her and her family from there home. she was struck unconcious and after being woken she saw her parents hanging next to her and a large metal man saved her, now he is her guardian.
Personality: bubbly, fun loving and hyper, however she does get sad and depressed when Rook is not around or when he is in battle |
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Posted: Thu Aug 01, 2013 11:19 pm
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Something by Akio? :O
Name: Lucinda, the Heartless Witch
Age: Nineteen
Species: Gravity Witch
Bio: Lucinda had not always gone by her current name. Her previous name, she would say, no longer serves any purpose. At another time, when she was only ten, she had gone by a completely different name, attended human schools, and learned witchcraft on the side from her aunts as they attempted to live amongst men in the town of Wiccan. A chilly August wind blew past her face on the walk home that would change her future.
Standing before her path was a tall man, pale and smooth as if untouched by time, his eyes a glistening scarlet, and hair the color of a feild of flowers. It was almost as if his image was shifting, yet always radiant. He stopped her and said:
"You look like a young little Missy that wants power~."
And she said:
"Yes, I do."
For who wouldn't? Even then she understood, she needed power to get what she wanted in life. The man leaned in close to her, and said:
"I can give you power. What is your name?"
"~~~~~."
"Oh, what a wonderful name, I, Missy, am Mephisto."
That was the day she lost her heart. She couldn't go back to school anymore, the hole in her chest was like a broken faucet. Magical power, constantly, and quite visibely, leaking from god knows what source, out into her, and into their world.
It wasn't too long until she recieved an invitation, to "Paradise". Her Aunt's tore up the letter though, saying they were the teachers she needed. So she was taught under them till she the day of her nineteenth birthday, when they were discovered. Her aunts were burnt at the stake at sunset, and she was doomed to the same fate the next day.
That was when she would meet the next man who would change her life, A man, not much younger than her, his eyes black, and his sable hair painted with strands of red and blue. In the night, he stole her away for the town of Wiccan.
A witch's eye alone is a powerful thing, able to see the truth, and the past. She saw the boy, his soul stained black, but not by his choice, and she saw his desires. She agreed to give him the tools, and the knowledge she could muster to combine their crafts for him to achieve these desires, but she had one condition:
"After words, your soul is mine to do with what I please."
"Agreed... What is your name?"
"Hmmm... What is yours?"
"I am Luca, Luca Silversti."
"Then I shall be Lucinda."
That sweet young girl was so far away now. She saw the blackness of his soul, and fell in love with it. The boy could not stay though, he was responding to an invitation to "Paradise" that he recieved from a crow, and had merely missed a bus. She crafted for him a staff, and give him knowledge, then sent him on his way. After Luca left, the Massacre at Wiccan occured.
As she looked out into the direction that Luca left in, Lucinda recieved what would be her second invitation to "Paradise", and though she could care less, she wanted to see that black soul again.
Personality:Lucinda is what one may call insane, though she does not believe this herself. In truth she has merely been corrupted beyond recognition from the darkness oozing from her chest. She can seem eccentric at times, obsessive, with a desire for more darkness, and more power. She's a wonderful dancer, if it were anyone but her, such beautiful dancing wouldn't seem so freightening. Currently she longs for Luca's soul, and shall do anyting to keep him in the darkness.
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 2:26 pm
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(My second chick. Yay! I find her so ******** adorable rofl )
Name: Echo Genso
Age: 16
Species: Pure Breed Bunny
Bio: Echo to begin with had a rough life. She was born into a family of slaves that had gotten themselves captured by a town that worked with metal and fire and such. From the beginning she was a slave, put to work for the town like her parent's and older brother. It was a rough life and she had the scars to prove it that were laced across her back from being whipped on a daily basis. The town worked her people to the death and to suicide, most choosing opt out instead of living and working for the people that beat them. What the town's people didn't know was that this clan of Bunnies were elementalists.
Echo was only 12 when her people fought back to regain their freedom but it was hopeless. The Genso Clan weren't warriors, they were healers, people who helped others, not fight a war. Her people were killed one by one until it was just down to her. She was kneeling next to her dead brother, a bullet put through his heart as he saved her from being killed by one of the town's people. She was just a child, crying for her family, her clan and they planned to kill her.
She watched as a man, barely over the age of 16 raised his gun and aimed it at her head. An evil grin spread across his face and he pulled the trigger. A scream echoed through the night sky and when Echo came to again the whole town and it's people were destroyed. She didn't know what happened, she had blacked out but it looked like an earthquake had come through and ripped the town to pieces. Echo knew it was her doing and she vowed to never use her gift's again. She left her 'home' and a few weeks later came across a town. It was small and filled with people and she had to wear her jacket's hood up to cover her dull purple bunny ears. What she didn't expect was to find someone that she would call her best friend and sister.
Personality: Echo's normally a bubbly and bright individual. She's a slight ditz though and has no fighting skills what so ever but that doesn't stop her from trying to smile all the time. She has depression and has self-harm scars, she still does self-harm but not as much as she used to. She is very protective of her friend's and will do anything to protect them even if she can't protect herself. She has a mischievous side that normally doesn't come out unless someone makes it and she can play the guitar and sing.
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 1:45 am
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Will you still care for me?
asbloodrunscold  Name:Bhanri Age: 599 [[Died at 18]] Species:Astral Revenant Bio: Bhanri's origins are unknown even to her but she call tell you that she was brown near an icy river. Bhanri is possibly even a false name, she has no memory of too much of her life. She doesn't even remember her home, only that it was based near an eternally cold lake and crystal trees. Her mother was a powerful witch, but was hated by humans and creature alike for her actions, but Zuri can't remember he name or much of her appearance except for the constant smell of Oakwood, and beautiful silver hair. She raised Bhanri in secret, teaching her dark magic and about the world, though all her knowledge has vanished. They always traveled in secret, being forced to use the few people who actually loved her mother to survive in this world. Bhanri was a curious child however and met a person who didn't seem to mind her being a witch. They played together, and hung out together and secret because their friendship was forbidden. She grew up with this person though she can't remember if male or female.
She fell in love with this person and they planned to run away together but when she went to go meet this person in secret near a clear Icy lake in winter..the only thing she can remember clearly, she discovered the person she loved had been executed after their parents found out. The executioner disguised themselves as her loved one and lulled her into a false sense of security. She she turned to the lake she was suddenly in pain. She looked down to see a bloody arrow through her throat. She fell into the icy water and drowned as well. She caught sight of the face that killed her, but it is now obscured. As she sank to the bottom of the lake her mother's voice rang out to her and told her something...before she fell into the world of darkness.
She woke up hundreds of years later, rising out of the lake to find herself in a world that no longer made sense. She was saved by dark magic, but was forced to give up her humanity and memory...she was now a true undead. She wandered the world. Life did not get much better. People would often shun here, unwilling to listen to her and she was filled with a feeling of being alone. She was hunted down, often tortured for some sick game when it was found she could not be kill the normal way..she had often been torn apart, beaten up, verbally abused. Those especially sick used her to act out their most brutal desires often kept for months just so people could play with and discard her. She endured things no one should ever have to endure, and all because her body will always put itself back together. She's expeirnced every horrible thing that can be done to a person. She realized just how worthless she is..just a plaything for people. Necromancers tried to control her, but it would always make her react violently and kill anything near her. It made her a target...and she spent on her life on the run. She met many undead just to have her own kind be forcefully turned on her..or to watch them be thrown away. A few months ago she was captured by a hunter and was kept as a pet...the less said about her time there..the better. She killed her owner during a memory flash and ran away. She tried to commit suicide by drowning in a lake again...a worthless attempt. That was when she met the headmaster. He was so kind to her and decided to help her find a way to live a peaceful life. He invited her to the school as a student, to teach her to blend in...but once there she showed talents that also placed her in charge of the secondary infirmary. She is both a student and a nurse changing on certain days.
After being destroyed by Mari and Luca however the rest of Bhanri was taken by death. He tried to destroy what was left of her souls, but the magic denied him this and her soul was removed from Death's realm and again stayed from his grip. Bhanri's spirit ended up in an unfamiliar world. Due to Luca's attack not enough of her damaged soul was left for her to reform and it was likely she would be forced to stay dead, until some of the other spirits decided to pay the price instead and gave up what was left to reform Bhanri's damaged soul though it required multiple alterations to her form and further damaged her memories setting her back to square one when it came to remembering her past...she doesn't even remember her names. She only remembers the school and her job....but barley. Personality: Ever the silent type Bhanri is often hard to read, and hard to interact with by anyone who is unwilling to open their eyes and listen to the spirits she communicates through. She is very zombie like as she is often confused, lost, or unreceptive, her mind having totally vacated her brain. When she finds a solid thing to hold onto she will become very dangerous to whoever, and whatever threatens her. She's not stupid, but she's not very brilliant in her current state. Given the choice of reconnecting with her old mind she is a very brilliant person. She is very friendly and will often smile when people are willing to speak with her and her spirits...it's often her only solace because of all the agony she's faced which she may not quite remember, but she often gets flashes and feels the pain when it is brought up, or her neck is touched. She can experience moments of being a violent person, where she recognizes nothing around her as ally, only threat and her spirits are not able to aid her in this. If your willing to be a friend she will willingly end her life several times to see you safe. She doesn't have a lot of self esteem.
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 4:17 am
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I am hatred.
asbloodrunscold  Name: Damien Cross Age: Appears: 17 Actual age: 1017 [[sealed state]] Species: True Vampire Bio: Damien was one of the most terrifying and aggressive vampires in existence, even at his age. His birth killed his mother leaving him with his warlord father. Damien grew up rapidly, learning under his father to become a truly terrible vampire. When he was five he stumbled upon the cursed caverns and fell upon the stone of Amon, one of the first vampires and claimed the damned power within. It warped him in a truly twisted being. He killed his father and destroyed his kingdom, wiping all traces of it. He roamed the world, causing disasters and havoc..his hatred causing misery and pain. He looked kind, but often used this to his advantage to rip lives to shreds. He even came into conflict with the grim reaper himself and defeated him in battle...though Damien developed a hatred for the man and swore that he'd hunt down and kill his future off-spring. Damien even killed a young witch's lover before posing as an executioner and killing the witch, watching her drown in a lake. He continued his terror for 500 years though he did stop aging past seventeen. He only stopped his violent rampage when he came across a dragon of equally destructive power. He fought with it, but was defeated. He was left for dead until discovered by a vampire slayer....the man took pity on the boy and simply sealed him away while ripping away most of his power. He was sealed away for 500 years...right below where Vincent kept his school. He has recently awoken with no memories..and told he would be a student of the academy....but he might be weaker, but its unwise to mistake him for complacent. Personality: Damien is somewhat emotionless and calm until he comes across something he hates or love. It sends him into somewhat of a frenzy, especially around werewolves where he will berate, and slander their names. He's a creature of pure hatred and malice though he does have SOME kindness in him...but it's hard to bring out. He's is very brilliant and observant...doing whatever it takes to achieve victory or prove her's right. He's very dangerous.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 8:12 am
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A family of three.. Long lost, but not forgotten.
Take note that this still needs A LOT of editing. I just felt like it's taken too long to get this up.
LilRinn Jason - Jacob - Jamie
Ages: All three are Seventeen.
Species: All three are werewolves.
Abilities: All three of them have different forms. First being their humanly forms. Then each have a regular wolf form, a spiritual/elemental wolf form, and lastly their battle wolf forms. In their battle forms, they are just stronger and able to take very heavy damage. In their spiritual/elemental forms, they can speak to lost or roaming werewolf/wolf spirits and they can control the element that suits their element. Fire, water, earth, weather ect. They only have one or two though, but none of them even know what element they have. They wont either until they are able to shift into their spirit/elemental wolf forms.
Bio: Obviously all three siblings were born into the same pack. Except for Jacob. His parents had abandoned him so Jason and Jamie's parents took him in as their own. Their parents were the leaders of the pack, one alpha female and one alpha male. So during their lives, life was a bit harsh. Especially Jason's. The three were expected to be on top behavior and more so expected to work hard to be tough. Jason had to work harder out of the three though, sense he was born first, he was going to be deemed alpha of the pack once their parents died. If that wasn't wanted though, he'd have to leave and start a pack elsewhere. Jason was really working his way to be alpha of his parent's pack though and had Jamie along with Jacob right by his side. The three got along almost perfectly, and they were un-separable. Where ever one was the other two were right there following along. Jason being the bold one, he always led the other two around and in fact got them into trouble from time to time. Either way though, they all decided that no matter what, they'd never separate. They made a promise to each other that they'd be by each others sides till death, and would protect each other no matter the cost... Even though Jacob wasn't a blood relative, he was apart of their family and forever would be.
That is.. Until one night. This night felt very off to begin with. The air had seemed thicker, the atmosphere colder, and it was as if the pack wasn't alone in their cave that night. Jason remembers their mother mentioning something to their father about this feeling. Their father felt it too. However, the pups of the pack were far too young to be moved at this hour at night. So they would all leave at sunrise in search of a new home. None of them got that chance to leave though. As soon as the pack was asleep, all hell broke loose. Starting with Jason's aunt screaming.. Her pup laid on the ground.. headless. From there formed a large horrid mess. Jason's sibling Jamie and Jacob were ripped away and taken somewhere. Jason assumed it was off to their deaths. Jason was left with the rest to watch the torturous slow deaths of the pack though. Some burned to death, got beaten to death and some were shot with poison darts containing wolvesbane. . The only thing that could poison a wolf to kill them. Jason was able to be carried away by his mother though. His father, Jason watched his father die protecting them. . Outside of the cave, Jason's mother fell to her knees, coughing up blood and let go of her last pup.. She told Jason to run, and that she loves him so much. Just before Jason left though, his mother grabbed his hands and made him push a dagger through her heart. Though at the time Jason was too young to understand. His mother did this to make his spirit an alpha. It would make him stronger, so he'd be able to survive on his own.
Jason lived on his life far away from that cave. He had no actual home. The only place he'd consider his home was the forest. Though he wasn't always alone.. A neko girl would hang around him from time to time. He didn't know her back story, but she too had no home. So Jason and that girl met up from time to time to play, practice hunting or to simply have the comfort of someone to sleep next to at night. Though something eventually snapped inside of Jason, and he became cold and shut off from the girl. This led to them fighting, and eventually... Jason left the neko behind and never saw her again. From that point, he spent every waking moment breaking things, tearing things apart, or killing animals for no good reason. One morning, two men had crossed the path of Jason. Jason was sixteen at the time. The men were roughly in their twenties. They found it odd that a white wolf was roaming around the town. So they started throwing rocks at Jason and laughed at his pain. This led to Jason ripping the hearts from both of the men's chests. It was that day that Jason decided that he'd stick to nature, stick to himself, and that added to his theory that he couldn't trust anyone.. Further on down the time line, Jason was sent a letter and invited to a school for super naturals. So he went. In fact, Jason is a returning student on his second year of school.
While Jason lived on his own and fended for himself, Jamie and Jacob were not killed. They were pulled away and used as slaves for a family of vampires. Thw family they were forced to work under was the family that led a horde of humans in to kill the wolf pack. Jamie and Jacob grew up thinking that Jason, along with the rest of their family were dead. Though they hadn't seen what happened. They liked to think that the rest of the pack got away. They wanted to think that Jason was out there somewhere for them to find one day. However, the vampires told them everyday about how their pack was killed. It angered them. Everyday was the same, they'd be beaten awake. They'd go with no food for days and they'd be forced to work. The vampires told them how worthless and weak they were..
At eighteen, a man had given Jamie a letter calling her to a school. She showed it to Jacob and the two wanted to go. The vampires wouldn't let them though. Of coarse they wouldn't. Something was pulling their hearts to this school though and they just had to go. They assumed it was the longing for freedom. One night, Jamie had accidentally broken a vase and one of the men slapped her. This led to Jacob and Jamie snapping. The two young werewolves killed that vampire. After they did though.. They had to leave. Or they'd be killed. The school seemed to have welcoming arms though so that's where they left to. Paradise. They hoped to find refuge at this school. They also wanted to learn more about themselves as far as their abilities went.
Personalities?: Jason is obviously the tough guy of the three. He is literally fearless when it come to the battle field. He'll go in head on without a second thought. He's also quite shut off from most people. Rarely will someone come along that will get him to open up. Someone may also describe Jason as a stuck up a*****e with a smart-a** mind set. Jason is also highly stubborn and wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone... However, if someone were to get on his good side, they would see that Jason does in fact have a soft side.
Jacob: This guy can be a bit shy at times, but is for sure a social butterfly. He loves to talk and meet new people and is fairly easy to get along with. Some may describe him as sweet, shy and or talkative. That is when you get to know the real him. He typically puts on a tough front to push majority away from Jamie. Jamie may not be his own blood, but if anyone had the intentions of hurting her... You'd see a totally different side of Jacob. You'll see the mean aggressive side of that would kill you the first time a chance presents itself.
Jamie: Ah, Jamie. She's an all around sweet girl. However, because of her past she finds it hard getting attached to anyone or even talking to anyone if they aren't Jacob. She is highly unlikely to start a conversation with strangers, or even approach them. Despite her shyness towards others though, she can become a more cheery and talkative person. |
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 7:56 pm
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How did I get here!?
asbloodrunscold  Name: Sylia Kuzui Title: Monsters called her Weiss Age: 40 Species: Human Bio: Sylia was born into this world in a humble family, parents worked hard, a moderate housing area, a decent school system. She had three older sisters who were wonderful to the various siblings that were to come later. Sylia took the role of the hard worker like her father, putting her best forward..throwing away her childhood when it was possible...not that she would have had a choice later. When she turned 15 she took a trip to Japan for a short while. She was studying a little there...but three weeks into her trip she got a call. Her family had been attacked, and only three survived. She went back home to find her three youngest siblings there...alive, but scared for life. Sylia knew she would have to take care of them, keep the family together for she was the oldest one left. They tried to place the children into foster homes, but they would be split..Sylia would not allow this...she took her siblings and ran away with them, heading to an abandoned building. She managed to hide away from the rest of the world, having no other family no one else would care. She decided she was going to take care of her family as she had been training to do. She had to work hard to balance school and the work she could find, but she played the role of mother for some time. Doing her damned hardest to care for her siblings...it seemed like whatever struck their family the first time..came for the rest. They were attacked in separate times...Sylia rushed to save them, but failed...she only managed to just reach her last sibling before she was devoured. The shock of losing the rest of her family sent Sylia into a rage. She sought out an old man, who once called himself a hunter...she wanted revenge. It took convincing, but she made a man named Dr. Stingray help her train and become a capable hunter, she already had the ability for it anyway. She was taught about the very creatures of this world and how to kill them...she took the name Weiss and began her work, hunting down and murdering any creature she came across that dared to harm a human. The man who trained her was trying to get her to see that hatred will lead no where good, but she refused to listen. She even hired herself out for it..hoping that doing so would help her track the demon who murdered her family, it did not...but there was a day where she thought she did. She fought the beast, prematurely, and slayed it. It was only then that she had found out she had killed an innocent creature...if fact, she had done so several times she found out. She felt horrible, and gave up her hunting...dropping her weapons and trying to live a normal life....she took up her arms to defend monsters. She showed them kindness and let them handle their own kind. This brought her to Vincent...who offered her a job. She was made aware of the hatred between monsters and humans, and how he had trouble dealing with them...he wanted her help...and she agreed though she knew of the danger. She didn't go immediately, she stayed behind to study, and help as many monsters as she could in her world...before heading there, but it's about that time right? Personality: Sylia is a kind woman, one of the kindest you'll actually meet. Despite the losses she suffered she is very forgiving to most though don't think she won't harm you as needed. She is a very strong person, willing to keep trying no matter what...but she isn't the happiest, and she hardly smiles. She's reliable, dependable, and trust worthy...just ask her to do what you need and she'll do everything in her power to help.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 7:57 pm
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Name: Etoile Ramon La Carte
Nickname Etoile
Age: 17
Species: Witch
Bio: Growing up looking human, pretty much as normal as a creature can get. Going to a human school, human parents, Seeing as Etoile was adopted. Life was basically normal or so everyone thought, but when weird things started happening with Etoile got mad, or upset, people started to shun her. Calling her freak, witch, outcast. Eventually Etoile realized that she was different, special, but a freak among humans. Most humans would die to have magic, but no, they despised her. She would get what she wanted without even knowing it. If she was angry at a kid, they would get hurt. Eventually her parents locked her up in her house, but it was only a matter of time before they gave up on her too. That's when the letter came to her that would save her life.
Personality: Etoile is very quiet due to the abuse she recieved growing up as an outcast. However, when she feels threatened her magic protects her, which sometimes can be very deadly to humans. Although she gets abused, Etoile never wants to harm anyone, but her magic tend to take control of her emotions. She is very nervous, but kind to those who are accepting of her. Etoile is loyal, and will never forsake you. She will protect you, and never judge another creature, since she knows how it feels.
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 5:15 am
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Created by Darius D.
Name: Klyde Hearting
Age: 16
Species: Fire Sprite
Bio: Klyde is a teenager going through a identity crisis. Klyde grew up under the tutelage of Dr. David Maxwell Hearting, a specialist in the the field of mythology. Klyde was raised in a library, Dr. Heartings establishment, since the age of 5 and lived a happy foster life until his 10th birthday, when the library caught fire that night. Klydes happy memories, along with his beloved father figure, vanished that night. Since that time he went up for adoption and changed families on two separate occasion. He lived with Buccuillo family until his 13th birthday when that night the house caught fire, destroying the house of the couple but causing no fatalities; then the Riggins family until his 15th birthday, when that night the house of the small family was destroyed and caused the death of his little sister Sophia Riggins. After the incident the Ryding Starr Orphanage refused to take him back under their care, with no other choice the Riggins family sought help from the Borrhing City Catholic Church.
The Grand Priest Ivan Heartwell determined that the boy was possessed by a demon and took it upon himself to aid the family and care over the young Klyde. Since then Klyde was baptized and lived within the halls of the church, attending the three mass gatherings daily. Klyde is bathed in holy water and blessed each night. The properties of the holy water eventually began to make Klyde sick. The priests of the church believed this was due the the demon weakening inside the soul of Klyde and attempted an exorcism. In an eight hour exorcism Klyde's illness had reached its peak and his body began to react and during the "Prayer to St. Michael the Archangel" Klyde's body began shaking uncontrollably and started vomiting violently. His breaths were replaced with flames and the mucus and bile he vomited were boiling hot to the touch. During his fit he burned the exorcist and was restrained with thick sheets soaked in holy water. It was decided among the priests that he was too far gone and needed to be taken to the Vatican in Rome where he would be exiled from society. The day he was to depart was August 27th his very own 16th birthday.
Young Klyde was traumatized by each incident and the events leading up to his 16th birthday. Becoming typically detached it was plain to see that this youth was sorrowful and struggling to come to terms with himself, being told he was possessed by an evil demon and one that likely was the cause of all his misfortune. Klyde began to think it was best for himself to be locked away where he couldn't hurt anyone else like his beloved sister Sophia. Klyde can usually be found outside moping around the church garden.
Standing at an overgrown height at 5' 7 (for a Sprite that is), Klyde lived as an average human boy. With usually mid length dark brown hair and copper colored eyes he usually walks with a depressed slouch that was not always there. His extended sickness has caused this once fit boy to shrink to a 90 lb twig. Some other defining features on him would be two four inch scars symmetrical to each other located in the middle of his back and an inch long scar going diagonally down across his nose.
Personality: Klyde was a typical kid in school. He was generally shy but got along great in groups. He was very bright. His desk was always neat and tidy and he received good grades until he was withdraw from the 10th grade to live in the church.
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Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2013 3:43 pm
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Created by sephiroth0990
Name: Aveluthara Ka'drimme
Age: 17
Species: Dragon/Human Mix
Biography: Aveluthara Ka'drimme was born into a clan of traditionalist dragon riders, known as the Dragoons. In the beginning, Aveluthara was a normal human and, from an early age, she received the same training and schooling as every other child in the clan. Her father, Ravenor Ka'drimme, even took to mentoring her himself; teaching her the basics of riding and combat at the age of 11. Upon Aveluthara's 13th birthday, she had the chance to set out and acquire her own dragon. This is where her life takes a turn for the worse. After setting out with an exploration group and finding a cavern known to house a Dark Dragon (Aveluthara grew up thinking that she could achieve anything, never wanting to turn down a challenge. Acquiring a Dark Dragon is something not all dragon riders can accomplish.), Aveluthara ventures in without hesitation.
Weirdly, the cavern was extremely difficult to maneuver through, and when she came up the dragon itself, she found it to be magically sealed to the cavern floor. When Aveluthara approached the captive beast and questioned its shackle, Aveluthara was informed that she (the dragon) used to belong to another rider in an old war. Unfortunately, that rider was killed and she went into a massive rampage that decimated entire cities. Fearful of her power, mages of old incapacitated her and brought her to the cavern, sealing her there for an eternity. She informed Aveluthara of how to break the seal and promised that she would become her dragon. Believing the story of the beast, Aveluthara "breaks" the seal by stepping into it, when the unthinkable happened. A pillar of dark fire erupted around her and she began to feel her physical and mental selves being changed. The seal was actually a mark to transform a non-dragon into a mix of its species and dark dragon blood, creating a tool to be used by the dark dragon to more easily channel and reserve its power. They also gain strength proportional to that of their bonded dragon. When Aveluthara came to her senses, she realized that her forearms, hands, shins, and feet had become scaled and clawed, similar to how the dragon before her looked. That is when she realized what the dragon was. The dark dragon before her had told the truth, but didn't reveal the entire aspect. Her previous rider was a general that had declared war a thousand years ago, with this dragon at the frontlines. After the death of the general, the dragon did in-fact go on a rampage, but only because its channeling went haywire after his death. Not wanting to repeat history in any sort of way, Aveluthara took it to herself to kill the dragon. But that was also because of the increased rage she garnered from the bond between her and the dragon. Because the bond was new, the dragon didn't have much energy reserves to pick upon and such was at a slight disadvantage. After another hour, Aveluthara gains the upper hand in the fight, thanks to her new powers, she kills the dragon, but then cringes in pain; she felt that some force had ripped her body in-half.
Eventually, Aveluthara made her way back to the escort convoy and, upon first witnessing her new appearance, the convoy immediately apprehended her and brought her back to the clan. From there, she revealed the events that took place in the cavern. The Commission, or the 3 leading heads of the Dragoons, though respected the fact that she defeated an evil entity, they came to the unanimous conclusion that she should be exiled from the clan. Reason being, they fear the probability that she would inadvertently cause the destruction and death of many people if she were to ever fall in battle. Aveluthara was then subdued after attempting to attack the Commission and had the Mark of Kamoria burned into her left shoulder blade. This would result in her never being able to ride a dragon, as it repels them significantly. Aveluthara herself could feel the force of the mark on her dragon side and slain a guardsman in a brief struggle. She was then forcibly removed from the clan area, with only her weapon and the armor on her back. Her father, unfortunately, couldn't do anything to prevent Aveluthara's exiling and stood by the sidelines as he watched his daughter be thrown out.
For three years, Aveluthara traveled from town to town, claiming the marks on her face to be tattoos and covering her scaled arms and legs with her armor. She even claimed that the horns atop her head were just aesthetics, where, unfortunately, they weren't. Aveluthara trained herself on the use of her javelin, but has a hard time keeping focus, for two reasons: the increase in rage she's felt from the time she was bonded and the presence of the Mark of Kamoria keeps her unsteady.
One day, while traveling through some woods, a hawk approaches her with a letter. Cautiously, she takes the letter, opens it, and finds out that, not only has she been watched, but she now has the chance to go to a place where she didn't have to think about hiding her marks and scales. So, she then sets out and follows the hawk to "Paradise".
Personality: Aveluthara won't let anything stand in her way to achieving her goals. Although she can be friendly at times, she's quick to anger and tough to settle down. In the beginning, she felt her new-self be a hinderance, but has grown accustomed and made advantages out of it. Despite this, she is slightly afraid of her "additions", as she thinks the scales are "spreading". She has no problem with speaking her mind, even if it's to downright insult someone. On the subject of her father, Aveluthara will usually never want to talk about him. She hates him, to say the least. She also doesn't take kindly to even the smallest stare, or dirty look, or even negative feedback. |
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Jason doesn't even know he has forms outside of his normal wolf form, and Jacob nor Jamie can shift into their elemental/spirit forms. They need a complete pack of at least three to pull out their spirit wolves.