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Neko (aka Noodle) wrote: "Name: Vivian OnyxNickname(s): Viv
Age: 16
Birthday: October 13th
House: Nightfall
Appearance (Description or Picture works fine!):
Personality (at least 3 lines): She loves to fiddle with m..."
there's actually a term for that uvu
it's "enbian" and it's a female presenting enby who likes women
Elliot shrugged. "S'pose so. It's all that's happened so far." He started trekking up the beach. "Oh well, I really must be going," he said in a mocking fake-posh accent. "It truly is a shame."
Elliot was too engrossed in his feet and his moping to notice the raft that had floated to shore until he bumped into it. He looked up and saw a boy about his age. he looked confused, maybe even a little frightened. Elliot sighed. "Don't try to remember anything because you can't and you won't," he droned, not meeting the boy's eyes. This was painful, of course. it was the same thing he's heard when he'd arrived. But pain was not something to be shared. "You're on a f(nope)in' island and now you have to go to some dumbf(nope) school I guess."
Sally frowned. "Why- what- who-"She had so many questions, but she had a sinking feeling she wouldn't be getting answers. She folder her arms stiffly, coughing. Instead of asking more questions that this girl clearly wouldn't want to answer, she snatched the water bottle form the other girl's hand and chugged it. She hadn't realized how thirsty she was until she started drinking and didn't want to stop. Once she'd drank the entire bottle, she wiped her mouth and tried to brush off her face and hair. Sorry for taking your water," she added. "I was really thirsty-" She glanced at the dark orb that flickered in the other girl's and. "What- uh, what was that?" she asked under her breath, half expecting the other girl not to hear her.
Someone's history is important. It can shape their ideals, personality, goals, fears, quirks, triggers, etc.
Name: Ian MuertoNickname(s):
Age: 29
Birthday: May 5th
House: Sunrise
Appearance: short, dark hair and dark brown eyes, he tattoos up and down his arms so he usually wears long sleeves to work, h has a friendly smile and wears surprisingly casual clothing, he has an oval face and a large, slightly crooked nose. he has dimples and wide eyes, and he always seems to be smiling.
Personality: he's reliable, patient and understanding, loyal, helpful, practical, he loves helping/talking to people, especially about his interests, he's responsible and not quick to change, he can even be a bit stubborn at times, he cares a lot about the handful of people he's close to, especially since he still doesn't remember his family. because of this, he can act in a way that seems possessive to outsiders, but really he's just protective. he cares a lot about his students, always ready to lend them a helping hand.
History: he arrived at the island when he was 13, and made fast friends with a handful of other students. he (unknowingly and unwillingly) left behind a family of two mothers and a sister when he came to he island. he grew up, kept some of his friends and lost some others, got a cat, got a job, lived his life and kept living it
Strengths: inviting, practical, loyal
Weaknesses: protective, stubborn, afraid of change
Other: he has a slight spanish accent
Sally coughed, her throat dry. She grimaced and sat up, removing her glasses and taking a second to breathe. "Thanks," she croaked, smoothing out her crumpled, wrinkled dress and looking around, trying to keep her movements slight. She blinked and rubbed her head. "Where- what is this place?" she asked, trying to conjure from her mind where she might be. There was nothing. She tried to think of where she was supposed to be. Blank. Who she was- that was one she knew. She was Sally and she... she...Sally let her hand fall to her side. "What's going on?" she whispered.
Sally woke in the middle of the ocean. She was on a raft, just big enough for her to move around. Her dress was soaked in saltwater and her skin felt crusty, peeling and blistered. She couldn't look at the sun, it was much too bright. Instead, she looked at the horizon. In the distance, there was a shape. The water seemed to push and pull her towards it and she took a rough, ragged breath in through a dry mouth. She floated closer, and could just make out a figure standing on a dock. Too exhausted to call out, she merely let herself float up, adjusting her glasses and blinking slowly, trying to ignore the pain on her skin and the salt in her hair and the awfulness of even the slightest movement.
Name: Sally WoodbarNickname(s): Sal
Age: 14
Birthday: ??
House: Nightfall
Appearance: she has short, dyed purple hair that's in a bob. she's pretty slim and wears dresses and thick-framed glasses over her grey eyes. 5'8" and 134, she's the femme lesbian we all needed, at least the one i needed
Personality: she's quiet, seems easily frightened but is actually really brave, she's not really grossed out by much, she like talking to people, but she feels drowned out when talking to 3 or more people, she's smart and logical, plus she has common sense, she likes figuring out how and why things work
History: she had a pretty normal life honestly. her parents were supportive (her mom was pan so she was raised openly) and her brother, while annoying, cared about her a lot. she was in a GT program school and looking to be an engineer before all this started
Strengths: brave, good at magic, emotionally she's really tough (she can take a lot and stand her ground)
Weaknesses: physically weak, very defensive, she has this whole inner conflict about magic bc she doesn't understand it but she's good at it and that bothers her
Other: i really liked the system used by the ghosters so...
Art → ♥
Science → ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Music → ♥ ♥
Mathematics → ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Writing → ♥ ♥ ♥
French → ♥ ♥
Spanish → ♥ ♥
German → ♥ ♥ ♥
Gym → ♥
Engineering → ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Architecture → ♥ ♥
she has a very concentrated skill set-
