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Name: Derek Seren

Age: 160 years old

Species:Warlock

Grade: 11

Appearance: Derek's skin is pale as snow. His build is thin, and it has a very small amount of muscle. He is six feet and zero inches. His hair is black as night, and it is long and slightly wavy. His eyes , the Seren trademark, have red irises and purple sclerae. He weighs 175 pounds. He has one tattoo, and it is a black raven wing. When he activates it, two black wings sprout out of his back. They are like raven wings in appearance.

Personality: Derek is what some may call a schizothymic. He is cold, aloof, and withdrawn. He does not possess emotions, unless he has bonded with someone on a spiritual level. After Sammuel died, he can only feel grief and anger. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he has intelligence beyond his years. He does not believe in romantic love, so he doesn't feel a need for a relationship.

History: In Glastonbury, England on December 4, 1854, a priest's daughter was in labor. She had no idea who the father was, and she didn't know what she would do with the baby. Hours later, the midwife, Helga, handed her the baby. She smiled and let him grab her finger. He did not cry, but instead opened his eyes. She screamed, and pushed him away from her. Her father picked him up, and uttered a low moan. His eyes were demonic in nature, and he was sent to an abbey close by.

The abbess took him in, and she taught him about everything she knew. This went on for 7 years until a new nun tried to kill him with a silver knife. He ran away to the woods, and lived in hiding for two months. Until Sammuel rescued him.

One day, a man with same eyes took him to his cabin. He explained that he is Sammuel, and they were both warlocks of the Seen bloodline, carriers of the Mark of Cain. The Mark of Cain makes sure that when an attacker dies, they will be banished to Hell. So went on the brightest chapter of Derek's story.

They traveled the world, with Sammuel teaching him the ways of magic, and Derek loving every moment. He finally felt decent, and nothing seemed to be able to hurt. Not until Baba Yaga.

Baba Yaga was a witch who held a grudge against Sammuel , but she was afraid of his mark. When she saw his new apprentice, she saw a chance. She lured him into her home, and she cursed him with no emotion. Sammuel was just in time to reverse a slight effect of the curse, and he took him away. This was the origin of his curse.

One day, in 2013, Sammuel sent Derek to gather some mushrooms. When he came back, he saw a dead Samuel and a pile of salt (Sammuel's favorite curse). Derek found a note, telling him that he was being followed by a hunter, and that he needed Derek to cure the Mark of Cain.

For the next year, Derek spent half of his time grieving, and half of his time researching. Finally, he met an official who invited him to use the Academy's library, as long as he enrolled as a student. He agreed, and this has started his adventure.

Note: Warlocks of the Seren bloodline mature more slowly than humans. They age almost like humans until the age of ten. Then they stop aging for the next ninety years. After that, ten years act as one normal year.



Crush/Relationship: He doesn't have one, and he is not looking for one.

Family: Priest: Grandfather (deceased)
His daughter: Mother (deceased)
Unknown father (maybe deceased)
Sammuel: Adoptive father (deceased)

Power: Potion brewing: Derek is skilled in creating class 2 potions (Desire philtre, small healing potions, etc.) Class 1 potions are beginners, Class 2 are intermediate, and Class 3 are advanced.
Basic necromancy: He can speak to the dead, and he can summon ghouroi vodou, small undead creatures who are forced to help the summoners. They are raised for remedial tasks, and they go back to their dead state after their task is done.
Wings: He can conjure wings which allow him to fly, and they last for 30 minutes.

Other: He has a cat familiar named Thanatos.

[[deleted user]]

Was that any good?

[Kikki]

We'll see, the mods are too busy to look over charries so...

[Kendra]

Are we? I'm fine. I just had school until just now.

Future-seeing ointment? You know that basically makes him a god, right? What are these class 2 potions? Love philtre? He can control people's emotions and needs and very personalities? Why is he still a student?

What are "basic undead servants?"
Wings: Can they fly? Because it would take a lot more than wings to make a human-sized creature fly.

[Kikki]

It just seemed like you guys were busy figuring out that sequel group situation is all *shrugs* my bad for misinterpreting it for you guys being busy

[Kendra]

Oh, I already know my place in that. I'm the news guy.

[Kikki]

lol okay then.

would it be too much to ask you to take a gander at my charrie Adira and lemme know if she's okay or op or what? I made her on a whim and kinda made up a lot of stuff for it so I'd like to know if she's alright or not

[Jenna ⭐]

Lol, I really do want to XD

Derek Seren - Approved

[Kendra]

A P P R O V E D again.

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『 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene II 』




Tres | Aaron | Lance
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→Tres, is French and is pronounced Trey, and it means three, it derived from gaming
→Aaron, is of Hebrew origin, and the meaning of Aaron is "mountain of strength".
→Lance, is of French origin. From Lanzo (Old German) "land"; nickname of Lancelot.



Overall Gender:
Male ♂

Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual

Relationship Status:
Single



Apparent Age: 18
Real Age: 16

Place of Birth: Smoky mountains, Tennessee
Ethnicity: Caucasian

Date of Birth: January 20
Chinese Zodiac Sign: (view spoiler)[ Tiger
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Birth Stone: Siam
Birth Flower: Carnation

Time of Birth: 6:45 am





『 To dew her orbs upon the green.
The cowslips tall her pensioners be:
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours,
In those freckles live their savours:
I must go seek some dewdrops here
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
-A Midsummer’s Night Dream, Act II, Scene I 』



Appearance:
Chace Crawford:
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Hair: Dirty blonde hair that is usually at a medium/short length, always messy looking unless there is a black tie event, then a kind of slicked back thing happens for his mothers sake. It falls across his forehead a lot when he's working on cars, or doing something really intense because he'll rake his hand through it so much that it turns fine as silk and can't be tamed.
Eyes: Blue eyes that draw you in and keep you close
Height: 6'2
Weight: 187 lb, medium build, well muscled, he has a natural gold complexion

Distinguishing Marks
→A moon tattoo on his upper left arm
→Scars on his back, they're from his father in wolf form attacking him as a boy
→A brown birthmark on his left butt cheek



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『 Shall be eternized in all age to come.
Sound drums and trumpets, and to London all:
And more such days as these to us befall!
-Henry VI Part 2, Act V, Scene III 』

[Leena]

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『 Being once perfected how to grant suits,
How to deny them, who to advance and who
To trash for over-topping, new created
The creatures that were mine, I say, or changed 'em,
Or else new form'd 'em;
-The Tempest, Act I, Scene I』

Crucial Aspects
Tres isn't exactly an easy person to know, he keeps a lot of his thoughts and feelings inside and pretends to be someone else while around others. He doesn't like sharing his troubles, dreams, or wishes with others unless absolutely necessary. He's very much used to hiding who and what he is because of his rearing, his mother made his being a wolf out to be something to be ashamed of, and Tres has never had the opportunity to see the positive side of himself and what he is, he believes himself to be damned to hell. Although he has a lot of self doubt, trust issues, troubled past, has not been shown love really, and doesn't know what it means to 'belong', he still has a good heart. Surprisingly. Most kids by this time would be hardened, scarred past any help, or nonexistent.

Around Family
Around family Tres is cautious, careful, not carefree, and very unwolf like. He acts the part of the perfect rich son that will one day go to an Ivy League school, whatever it takes to make sure that he's not brow beaten later after everyone leaves. When there are no guests then he is either concentrating on his studies or locked away in the library losing himself in an adventure of some sort, or he's out in the woods. Anywhere that is as far as possible from his mother and father, because both are not a good thing for him. One beats him and shames him while the other looks at him with pity, helplessness, and disgust. He has a younger sister that is perfectly normal, she's still a baby though and doesn't understand anything that is happening. He felt that maybe the two would be close, but his mother will not allow him to be near his new sister, because he is tainted and she doesn't want that rubbing off on their normal child.

Around Friends
Fake. Tres is more fake with his friends than he is with his own parents, because they can know nothing. None of them can ever know that he has wolf in him, that he can turn into a creature of the night if he wills it. Not even his best friend can know that he could literally tear him into pieces with his teeth if he chose to shift into his wolf form. Its not fair, its not right, but its for the safety of others like him, and for himself. Otherwise he'll probably end up in some government science lab somewhere where they will run tests and experiment on him for the rest of his life, and who the hell would ever want that? His parents have warned him so many times about how critical it is that he keeps what he is to himself that its never really even occurred to him to share what he is to anyone, and he assumes every wolf is raised the same way.

Opinions

"He's distant, he doesn't really connect with his peers or adults from what I've seen as he's grown up. I've done my best to try and help him be more social and to reach out to him so that he feels that he can talk to someone, but he has a stubborn streak in him and will not give in."
-Oscar Henley, Guidance Counselor

"Nothing good will ever come out of that boy. He's nothing but a disgrace to our family, and has done nothing but give me pain and humiliation since he was born. I don't even know why I had him to be honest, I should have aborted the demon before it was too late. Unfortunately I didn't know that I would be spawning such a thing until after the deed was done and I couldn't take it back. I don't trust or like the little wretch."
-Mother of the 'boy'

Overall
Tres tells a lot of lies, puts up a front with mostly everyone in his life, and has never had anyone he's truly tied to. His outlook on things is to keep himself distant, because distance means safety. He tries to give out the least amount possible when it comes to any details about himself or his life. Its something that has be ingrained into him, so it comes natural for him to push people away, especially if he feels that they could eventually have the power to hurt him. Do not expect to connect with him quickly, to be his best friend from day one, or expect him to voluntarily be part of things that is supposed to bring people together. He will do everything he can to be a loner and stay away from everyone, its just a part of who he is. Maybe when he see's that not everyone is raised this way, and can learn what love really is, then he can change some. Who knows what the future will bring? It might just fuck him up more than he already is.



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♦Atychiphobia-Fear of failure
♦Walloonphobia- Fear of the Walloons
♦Pnigophobia or Pnigerophobia- Fear of choking of being smothered
♦Nosocomephobia- Fear of hospitals
♦Meteorophobia- Fear of meteors

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✓The moon
✓Running
✓The wild
✓Reading
✓Rain
✓Hunting
✓Eating
✓The smell of damp dirt
✓Winter
✓Snow



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✗His mother and father
✗Hiding who he really is
✗Restrictions
✗Limits
✗Being required to lie all of the time
✗Feeling ashamed of who he is
✗Being caged
✗Collars(Literally)
✗Cocky jocks
✗Elevator music





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•Speed, he's very fast
•Strength, he has great physical strength
•Sympathy, he has a heart, even if he pretends not to
•Honor, he's a man of his word
•Instincts, he has a great intuition

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•His parents
•Letting anyone get emotionally close
•Silver, he's allergic
•His temper when his emotions are high
•Holding human form on the brink of a full moon

『''Tis right:' quoth he; 'thus misery doth part
The flux of company:' anon a careless herd,
Full of the pasture, jumps along by him
And never stays to greet him;
-As You Like It, Act II, Scene I 』

[Leena]

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Part ×××



『Such an act
That blurs the grace and blush of modesty,
Calls virtue hypocrite, takes off the rose
From the fair forehead of an innocent love
And sets a blister there, makes marriage-vows
As false as dicers' oaths: O, such a deed
As from the body of contraction plucks
The very soul, and sweet religion makes
A rhapsody of words: heaven's face doth glow:
Yea, this solidity and compound mass,
With tristful visage, as against the doom,
Is thought-sick at the act.
-Hamlet, Act III, Scene IV 』



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『The wall is high, and yet will I leap down:
Good ground, be pitiful and hurt me not!
There's few or none do know me: if they did,
This ship-boy's semblance hath disguised me quite.
I am afraid; and yet I'll venture it.
If I get down, and do not break my limbs,
I'll find a thousand shifts to get away:
As good to die and go, as die and stay.
-King John, Act IV, Scene III 』



[The Early Days]

『 Good morrow, good Lieutenant: I am sorry
For your displeasure; but all will sure be well.
-Othello, Act III, Scene I 』

Tres Aaron Lance was not planned, nor was he known about for a while. The man and woman that consummated him had only gotten married a few months before the woman got pregnant, she didn't even know at the time that she had married a man that was only half man, he was also half wolf. The reason for this slip up? The man was embarrassed, ashamed, and hated what he was, he rarely shifted, and when he did he chained himself in a cellar remotely in the forest so that he wouldn't screw something up. When the woman found out she was pregnant she had mixed feelings, she was very career driven and did not want to give that up just because she was carrying a child. Her husband was pretty submissive though and he told her that she needn't worry about such things, he reassured her that he would pick up any slack that there was when she wasn't there to help out, and so she relaxed into the pregnancy, enjoying the kicks that she felt in her 7th month of being pregnant. Her family was ecstatic, his was all but dead, or so he told her. And so they prepared to welcome their new child into the world, neither one realizing how much hell they would cause for their only son.

Tres came into the world when the sun was just rising, its reflection off the snow laden landscape was a sight to remember. The boy's cries could be heard throughout the small hospital, his father, Cameron, his first thought of his son was My he will be a fierce one. But he quickly banished that thought and hoped that his son would get mostly his mothers genes, and would be normal, never showing wolf like traits. He didn't want to have to tell his wife the truth about himself, let alone tell her that their son was half beast as well. He knew from the time they'd already spent together that she would not take the news well, and things would least likely be pretty for their son if she knew. The mother, Clare, barely glanced at his son when he was born, all she was worried about was asking her doctor questions about her weight, and when was the soonest she could return to work. Cameron forced her to hold Tres two hours after he was born, he thought that if she held him that she would connect and then things would be perfect. Clare did not click with her son, as a matter of fact she got an eerie feeling from him and quickly asked the nurses to take him back to the nursery. Cameron figured out pretty quickly that it was going to be a one parent job for a while, at least until Tres was a little older, then he could maybe get the little tike into things that would relate to his mother and then they could bond that way, Cameron wasn't giving up on them just yet. Even though if he had known what was to come, maybe he would have given the poor cub to some other wolf family to save him all of the abuse and heartache that was to come.

What wasn't expected were the problems that Tres would have as he grew. He was fine until he was six months old, then he started becoming very fussy and his eyes changed to weird colors sometimes, his mother thought that he was just being a disruptive child, and his father was completely baffled because most werewolves didn't show signs until puberty, but apparently there were a rare few that were more wolf than human. So they would try to change at a young age, but because of how young they are they can't hold just one form long, so they switch back and forth a lot sometimes. Things just started going out of control by the time Tres was nine months, he would either be a wolf pup for days at a time or he would be a human baby with wolf eyes for days at a time and so his dad, Cameron, had to tell his mommy the truth. She didn't take it well, just as expected, and after seeing her son change for the first time into a baby wolf cub, she actually left for an entire month before returning home. Cameron groveled, begged, pleaded, and lavished her with gifts, he couldn't live without her, or so he said. She eventually calmed down, but calming down meant that she was thinking about other things. Like how to handle her half human half wolf son. She wasn't really sure what to do first, but she certainly couldn't take him anywhere until he learned to control his shifting abilities, and there would be no first birthday party, the birthday party she had been planning since he was born. That infuriated her to no end, like the baby understood the importance of the event and had ruined it on purpose. For Tres' first birthday he was given a cage, and a collar, a real dog collar, and was made to wear it no matter what form he was in, and he was in the cage whenever he was in wolf form. Cameron was saddened for his son, but refused to go up against his wife, he couldn't lose her again.

Another year passed, and over that year Tres learned what it felt like to be hit with a newspaper, that its not okay to pee in your cage, that food can be used as a way of punishing you, and that his mother was big and mean. He never saw anyone but his parents because of his 'condition' as his mother put it to Cameron, he lived in the basement, migrating from his crib to his cage. By his second birthday he was mute, skinny, filthy, and scared. He never knew what would happen when the door at the top of the stairs opened, it could mean food, a warm touch from his daddy, or a harsh talking to from his mother, or even a beating. Her favorite thing seemed to be taking him by his ear and dragging him around the room by it while she yelled at him, it hurt pretty bad. He never made a sound though, it was something he could control, and he did it. Another year passed, and another. By the time he was four he had a bit more control over his form, which was quite an accomplishment for a child so young, his mother claimed it was all of her structure and discipline with him, there was no way, in her mind, that it could be sheer force of will because he wanted to survive to get out of that hell hole one day. No it was all her credit. He let her have it, and was allowed to come up from the stairs. His father showed him a room that had been prepared for him, it was huge, warm, nice, plush carpet instead concrete floors. A big, warm bed sat on one side of the room, toys were in the large room as well, his father said that as long as he behaved then he could stay in the room. Behaving meant not talking about being part wolf, it meant not turning into a wolf, no matter the cost, and it meant doing whatever his mom said without question. He was also shown that inside of the closet sat a new cage, a bigger one, and he would be put there if there came the need. So Tres wasn't really experiencing freedom, just a prettier prison, he figured it beat being in the basement and did what he could to appear normal, whatever that was.

Clare's dream was to put her son into a private school in the city, but that wasn't realistic any longer since he had such problems. So she scouted around until she found a tutor that could be paid enough to keep her mouth shut, and she did. Sara Gelding, she promised that she was excellent at keeping secrets and would give Clare and Cameron's son, Tres, the best education money could buy. Sara was warned that if she saw anything odd happen to Tres to ignore it, pretend that it hadn't happened, she agreed, even signed a waiver. So by the time Tres was five he was starting school just like any other child, but he was starting his schooling at home. Clare's family questioned why the boy was never allowed to visit, or why they were not allowed to visit them, she gave them the excuse that Tres was so prone to illnesses that he couldn't really be around other people, they bought it and never asked about him again. Tres and Sara didn't get along well at first, but eventually he learned that she wasn't going to dole out any punishment to him, and that she really was just trying to teach him and show him kindness. Over the course of the next five years he and Sara formed a bond, and became close. Tres excelled in his schooling, jumped ahead two grades and kept at it even through holidays, throwing himself into his schooling, especially when his mother was in her moods where she decided it was good timing to shame him or punish him to make sure he remembered his place and that he was nothing but a mistake.

[Leena]

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Part ××× Continued....




[The Adolescent and Teenage Years]

『Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,
Brags of his substance, not of ornament:
They are but beggars that can count their worth;
But my true love is grown to such excess
I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth.
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene VI 』

Ten years old, that was a big year for Tres, one that he doesn't like to discuss. He was only ten years old when it happened, his mother was berating him in front of his tutor, calling him everything in the book as well as insulting Sara. Tres did his best to hold his human form, he breathed deeply, tried to tune her out, concentrate on something else, anything else. But once she started pushing her finger into Sara's flesh as she yelled things Tres had had enough, he just couldn't stand it a second longer. His body began to crackle and pop as the bones broke and reformed to adapt to his wolf form, his clothing shredded as he took on a much hairier exterior and grew muscled legs, four of them, and a long face, with teeth that looked razor sharp. Sure Tres was still young, but that didn't mean he was tiny any more, or that he wasn't dangerous. Sara had yet to see him in his wolf form, she didn't even know about it. Sara stood there for a moment, shell shocked, her mouth was hanging open and her eyes were wide. His mother looked on at him with disgust, and she had a remote in her hand, it was a remote to the collar around his neck. She could zap him, electrocute him, if she pleased, she waved it in his direction to remind him of what power she held if he tried to attack her. This wasn't the first time that his emotions had gotten the better of him and he had thought about going after her and ripping her throat out, oh no. He'd thought about it before, and almost succeeded, thus the reason for the new collar around his neck. The young wolf shook his head and backed up a few steps, then his eyes went to Sara, she was edging her way out of the room, fright and bewilderment evident on her face.

Sara left that day and never went back, Tres waited by his window, looking out over the yard for her, for three weeks. His mother finally came in and blamed him for everything, and told him that it was his fault that she had to find a new tutor, that it was his fault that people ran out, if he could stop being a freak for just a little bit then maybe things like that wouldn't happen. Tres was miserable as it was, and was feeling very guilty over the entire thing, without her input, but with her words it all only intensified and Tres hated himself a little more than before. His mom found a new tutor, an old man that wasn't afraid to speak his mind, and liked to put Tres to the test with all of his subjects, always challenging him. Tres kept it strictly a professional relationship, he didn't try to get close to his new tutor, nor did he allow his tutor to get close to him. Sara had shown him that no one was really your friend, and that there was no one truly there for you but yourself. She'd hurt him deeply by running when he showed his true colors, she hadn't even given him a chance to explain, it burned him to the core, she was the only person that he'd actually let himself get close to.

When he turned twelve he was allowed to start attending a private school nearby, his mother told him that he was forbidden to screw it up. Tres barely kept himself from rolling his eyes when she told him this, and told her what she wanted to hear. Tres had people that he talked to in school, kids whose parents were friends with his parents, and their parents started setting up meet ups where they could hang out and get to know one another. The people that he talked to considered him a friend, and Tres supposed that he put off that vibe to them, but it was all for appearances. He never let one of them close, and he didn't reveal much of himself to them, ever. That was the number one rule, besides not changing into a wolf in front of them. His parents had enough money that everyone ignored how he could be withdrawn and odd at times, they just wanted to be in his social circle so that they could reap the benefits. It wasn't like Tres didn't know that, he knew, and he let them. He was used by many people in his life, and was used to it. If he wasn't being used by them then he would be being bullied by them or ignored, better to pretend to be their friend and have an excuse to get away from the house or to not be bullied because there were people around. Being pretend friends wasn't so bad when you looked at it from Tres' point of view.

Tres experienced many bad moments in his life, but one of his worst was when he was 14 and he questioned his father on why he didn't defend Tres, why he thought being a wolf so bad. His dad tried to tell Tres that this wasn't something they should discuss, but Tres pushed it because he believed that his dad should stick up for him once in a while. He'd seen his dad sometimes looking on at situations where his mom had gone off the deep end, he'd seen the look that said that Cameron didn't agree with his wife. But Cameron didn't want to talk about it, he certainly didn't want to talk bad about his wife or her methods of raising their son. Tres pushed and pushed until Cameron admitted to being ashamed of what he was, he admitted to agreeing with Clare that being a wolf was bad, it was shameful, wrong, and unnatural, he admitted to needing her like an addiction and that he couldn't live without her, even if that meant that Tres had to suffer. By the end of the conversation Cameron was in tears and Tres was stony faced. He spat near his fathers feet and walked away, he never looked at his father with admiration or respect again, his father was weak, helpless, and small in Tres' eyes, he vowed to never be that kind of man, and he also vowed to never let a child be treated like he was if he could help it.

Two more years passed by, uneventful from the rest of Tres' life. Punishment, shame, pretend, fake, survive, repeat. By his 16th birthday he was about to his breaking point, he was ready to just runaway. That was when the letter came, a real letter. Not a bill, or birthday card, or junk mail, no a real letter. About a school that was for other kids like him, well he wasn't about to say no, his baby sister had just been born, his mother seemed to want him gone asap anyway. So he showed her and his father the letter, they both agreed to let him go, it would get him away from them and his sister, so they all said it was the best thing for the entire family. Tres' mother warned him that this was his last chance, if he didn't make it in the new school then he was on his own, on the street, in the wild, whatever. For Tres that wasn't too much of a threat, yeah sure being on your own was kind of scary but anything was better than returning to the hell hole called his family. So he packed his belongings and looked forward to finally escaping his prison and possibly starting over somewhere where he doesn't have to hide who and what he is.





『Who would be jealous then of such a one?
No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone.
-The Comedy of Errors, Act IV, Scene II 』

[Favorite Memory: Written in the Perspective of the Character]

『Who then shall blame
His pester'd senses to recoil and start,
When all that is within him does condemn
Itself for being there?
-Macbeth, Act V, Scene II 』

Snow. Something that I had never experienced before, I was six years old, and my father had let me outside to experience snow for the first time. The fat flakes that were floating down from the sky in a lazy arc were beautiful, mystifying, and wonderful. As soon as it was ankle deep we went sledding, by the time it was up to my knees we had built a snowman that was taller than me. It was a rare time, and memory that I had with my father where nothing was awkward, and mother was absent, so I'm sure that helped things. He showed me what snowcream was and taught me what it was to build a snow fort and to throw snowballs across the yard at one another. I will never forget this special time with my father, I will cherish this memory in my heart forever, it is one untainted memory I have of real father son time together.

[Leena]

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『That Katharina and Petruchio should be married,
And yet we hear not of our son-in-law.
What will be said? what mockery will it be,
To want the bridegroom when the priest attends
To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage!
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The Immediate Family
→Mother, Clare
→Father, Cameron
→Sister, Clara

The Close Friends
→None
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The Lovers
→None
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The Enemies
→His mother
→His father
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The Unknown Dead
→Grandparents on his fathers side
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The Deceased
→His Paternal grandparents
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Questions you may have:
→Do you think you and your mother will ever have a normal relationship?
No. I don't. She has ruined that for us, and I don't see why I should ever have to give her a chance.

→Will you ever be able to accept what you are?
I'm hoping so. Maybe this new school and other kids like me will help the healing process, maybe I can finally figure out what a wolf is supposed to be, not the screwed up version my father has shown me.

Favorite color:
→Red

Favorite celebrity:
→Kate Beckinsale

Favorite genre of music:
→Pop punk

Personal Playlist
► The Young blood chroniclesby ◄
►A Love like war ◄
► Roger Rabbit ◄
► Disasterology ◄

『 The king's a beggar, now the play is done:
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you express content; which we will pay,
With strife to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts;
Your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.
-All’s Well That Ends Well, Act V, Scene III 』

[Jenna ⭐]

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Approved!

[Kendra]

Jenna! Character planning!

[Kelly]

Name: hexa
Type: Shapeshifter
Appearance: (Human form) Long red hair, freckles, green eyes that have flecks of amber, pale, 5"8, big smile.
Gender: Female (Most of the time)
Relationships: is looking for one. Likes any type of relationship.
History: She was abandoned by her parents when she was 4, and has lived on her own ever since. She is as normal as can be.
Likes: loves to dance, read books, and be around people in general.

[Kendra]

Kelly wrote: "Name: hexa
Type: Shapeshifter
Appearance: (Human form) Long red hair, freckles, green eyes that have flecks of amber, pale, 5"8, big smile.
Gender: Female (Most of the time)
Relationships: is look..."

Nothing in there even comes close to standards. Even the NAME isn't properly capitalized.

[Kelly]

You know what? I'm a writer. I make mistakes. I've been role playing for 5 years. I know what I'm doing. I don't develop my characters, they develop themselves. So if you have a problem with that, I would be happy to leave.

[Kikki]

Its not a matter of anyone having a problem, but if you look there are standards in the group that must be met for a character to be approved -.- something you might wanna look at before getting upset.

[Kelly]

I did, like I said, my characters don't need history. They are who they are, and you know more about them once you start role playing. My character is perfectly fine, and you know that.

[Kikki]

*shrugs* I understand that. In some groups that amount of information and leaving the rest to develop through the roleplay is fine, but in this particular group, more information is required, that's all there is to it.

[Kelly]

Whatever. I guess you don't want me here.

[Kikki]

*shrugs* I'm not a mod, I'm just a member trying to help out, though the mod did say your character didn't meet the standards in the group.

Its not a matter of not wanting someone in the group or not, but when someone makes a group with certain standards for character sheets, they expect the people who join to meet said standards, otherwise they wouldn't make said standards if it didn't matter.

[Jenna ⭐]

It's not that we don't want you here. That's not it at all.
The fact is that in some groups, you need more information than just the bare minimum.
Have you been in an advanced group before?
Usually, and I'm not saying this to bring you down because I'm sure you're a fantastic writer, a little more is considered necessary within bios for advanced groups. It's not anything personal at all; there's nothing wrong with your character.
You'd just need to put more to be accepted.

[Kelly]

I am advanced at roleplay. Clearly more advanced than this group who can't develop characters as their roleplays go on.

[Kelly]

I do understand. So I will take my character somewhere else where it can "get a history" if that would make you happy

[Shuhan [On Leave], I'm beside stoopid<- XD]

Hey, I still don't know what she looks like with that appearance description.
And I think the realisation is that if you write the personality and history, you know her personality and history. It's a good idea to plan out your character. Like, the characters she interact with won't know. The authors you love might even keep an information document like this to keep her or him or them on track. What do we know? And do you have Powers in there? And capitalise that name.

[Kendra]

She left, Shu.

[Kikki]

that's weird.....it doesn't say she left in her comment history....and she's still on the member list?

[Shuhan [On Leave], I'm beside stoopid<- XD]

She hasn't left.

[Kendra]

Kelly wrote: "I do understand. So I will take my character somewhere else where it can "get a history" if that would make you happy"

Fine. She's not making her character. That word choice is a better decision.

[[deleted user]]

Name: Taylor Alexia Harris

Age: 14

Type: Nephilim

Grade: 9th grade

Appearance: Taylor has black hair with different colored ends. She has eyes that constantly change color and are almost never consistent. She is 5'11. and has a very pale complexion. She often wears dark clothes (http://www.pinterest.com/pin/38808369... , http://www.pinterest.com/pin/38808369... , http://www.pinterest.com/pin/38808369... ) and she usually wears a hoodie over most of her clothes. She has a tattoo ( http://www.pinterest.com/pin/38808369... ) on her back and a scar on the bicep of her arm.

Personality: Taylor tends to have a gothic personality; very quiet and usually doesn’t talk to people very much but does very well in school. However, her music and piano mean everything to her because of her history. She can become quite obsessive about things and has a tendency to have no filter for what comes out of her mouth. Taylor can be very quiet but once you know her, she won’t shut up. She finds a fatal flaw in every person she knows which tends to drive people away, rather than keep them.

History: Taylor grew up in a regular home. Normal life, at least it was until her 10th birthday. She started seeing ghosts every where she went. They would talk to her and would try to convince her to leave her family and join them in the grave. Taylor tried to tell her parents, but no one would believe her. Instead, they told her she was lying and punished her. This punishment was to whip her on the arms and back. The deepest cut she received was on the bicep of her arm which was the last cut she got with the whip. Eventually, she was sent to an insane asylum. Her parents lied on her forms, saying she had hallucinations and caused herself, self-harm. While she was there, she slowly learned to harness her abilities, excluding seduction and fully harnessing seeing the dead. She couldn't do much during the day, but at night she was finally able to control some of them. While she was in the insane asylum, a demon, named Lilith would visit her. She was capable of this because she was hosting a human's body. The demon claimed to be Taylor's real mother and exchange for her freedom, she was to be her child and sent to this school to be around people just like her. So Taylor agreed.

Crush/Relationship: Open to any

Family: Her mother was Tess Blakely and her father was Zander Blakely. They grew up in Europe, but moved to America due to Tess's wishes and dream. The main purpose for Tess moving was to get away from some of her "demon" life. When Taylor moved out of the house, Tess left her husband because she didn't want to have anymore children with her husband in case she were to have anymore "non-perfect" children. In reality, she didn't want Zander to ever know that she was actually a demon. Overtime, Zander killed himself because he was afraid to more children in case they would be "cursed" like Taylor was. Her mother ended up dying in a car accident with her two kids and new husband, Tyler Gordon. Taylor found out her parents were dead by accident

Other: Taylor's demon was actually the demon of woman sexuality and the empowerment of men. Taylor was taught her ability of seduction by Lilith. Occasionally, Lilith will visit her and talk to her in the middle of the night or any random part of the day.

Power: Taylor's powers are most of the same as other nephilim. She has the ability to read and control minds. She is capable of this by usually closing her eyes and reaching out to the person's mind that she wants to read or control. She can see what they're thinking by picturing a chalkboard and seeing the words written on them is what the person's thoughts are. However, when she mind controls she reaches out to the mind and pictures what she wants them to do and their brains see it and do it. Unless someone can overpower her. Only strong enough demons can overpower her, like Lilith. Most other humans and witches cannot overpower her. One of Taylor's goals is to become strong enough to overpower another strong demon, but that has not happened yet. She is only capable of controlling one person at a time unless the person she is controlling is closely related. An example would be if she was controlling someone's brother; she can control his sister as well.
She is capable of manipulating darkness and shadows. She can bend them with her mind to take shadows are just darkness any where near her and bend it to her abilities. An example would be her taking shadows from another person and using it create pictures with her mind. This goes the same for darkness. Even when there is no darkness around, she can some, somewhere no matter where she is. It can even be the darkness of someone soul.
She is capable of manipulating fire. She does this the same way she would for manipulating shadows and darkness.
She is capable of bringing back the dead in exchange for someones soul. This is possible by her finding the dead's soul and exchanging the dead's soul with a living. This is usually done by blood contract but it can be done verbally.

[Drax]

The mods are going to be on you in a second, Jessica. You should probably go back and take a look at the accepted characters for ideas and formatting, okay? I don't want you to get torn up.

[sucre'd fiend, Perfection]

As Drax pointed out, here I come.

. for the appearance, please be slightly more descriptive, like put in her definite height without it being in parenthesises.
. personality seems pretty general. What is a "gothic" personality? Please elaborate on what about her personality makes her "gothic."
. please add more detail for history. What were these "creatures of the dead?" Do you just mean spirits of the dead? If so, please change it. Also, she would have been twelve when she got out of the asylum, so how had she been able to get along for that year in between? Even is she is smart, that doesn't ensure her survival on the streets.

How would she have harnessed her abilities in the asylum? She locked up there because people think she's crazy. They'd be keeping her under constant watch, especially with her being only ten years old. So, please elaborate on that.

In appearance, you state that she has scars. How does she get them? Maybe add that in to her history, or just throw in some information somewhere.
. Please tell us who her family is, even if they're dead. With that being said, how did they die? Does she know they're dead?
. what you have in Other can be moved to Personality.
. To what extent can she bend shadows and darkness? What are the dark elements? I'm not sure what sex appeal a fourteen year old has, but I'm guessing she has the power of persuasion, rather than straight up seduction?

[[deleted user]]

Thank you very much. As a writer I appreciate any criticism I can get. Most people just say "good" and that'll be it. I promise I will add some more just not right this second. I'm in class and it will be a bit difficult to fix it. I hope my character wasn't an inconvenience to any mod.

~Jessica

[[deleted user]]

I fixed it. Let me know if anything else needs to be done or any other suggestions.

[Kendra]

"Power: She can seduce people, read their minds, bend darkness and shadows, control dark elements (including blood) and she can see the dead."
Okay. Slight issue here. She has the power to kill absolutely everyone without a blink of the eyes. What are dark elements? And since when is blood a dark element? It keeps people alive and allows life to exist. What use is bending darkness and shadows? Can she somehow use those as physical attacks or just make areas darker? I can see corpses, too. That's called by most people vision. If she can see spirits, that would go under powers.
And how powerful does the seduction go? If she can't brainwash people then is it really a power? Technically anyone can seduce someone else.

[[deleted user]]

I see your point. Any suggestions on how I can fix those?

[Kendra]

No reason to allow her the power of controlling blood. Also, are both of her parents demons? Because the technical term for a half-demon is nephilim (which is also a misnomer, we just have no better name).
Reading minds is fine, but how does she do it? Does she leave her own mind to join with yours and grope around a bit? Does she stare into one's eyes and read their thoughts? Does she touch ears and hear thoughts? How are the minds read? Can it be done from a distance? Do they have to be in physical contact?

Define dark elements. I won't be able to deal with any of those powers until I know how that's defined and what manner of control she has over dark elements.

And can she do anything with darkness and shadows? Create illusions with them? Make things darker?

Those are my only real issues as far as roleplaying goes, but I have some comments as a fellow writer if you want to hear them.

[[deleted user]]

Okay. Yes, I would like to hear them. I do appreciate constructive criticism. I'll fix those things.

[[deleted user]]

I'll have to fix the profile later. Some people are female dogs and I have to deal with them. I promise I will fix them as soon as I can.

[[deleted user]]

I finally fixed it. Hopefully it's a lot better than what it was before!

[Kendra]

Alright. Only one thing: The brainwashing.
How powerful is her brainwashing? Could a human who is well-versed in magic (practitioner of witchcraft) fight her off? Could a demon be taken over? And how many people can she mind control at once?
If that's clarified, I think that I can approve your character.

[[deleted user]]

I fixed it...is it good now?? (:

[Kendra]

That it is!

A P P R O V E D

[[deleted user]]

YAY!!!!! Finally!

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First name: Alison

Age: 15

Type: witch (not the ugly kind)

Grade: 10

Appearance: wavy waist length white blond hair usually parted to the side, icy blue eyes, long legs, tiny waist, 5ft 3 tall, and has long pointed finger nails.

Personality: Shy around strangers but once you get to now her she's pretty outgoing, she's a bit of a bookworm, she very loyal, if you hurt her or her friends you probably won't live to see tomorrow.

History: mother was killed by witch hunters when Alison was three, always sort of knew she was a witch but was led to believe it was just her imagination.

Family: adoptive parents kicked her out when she said she was going to supernatural academy

Crush/relationship: single, no crush

Other: she has a black cat named midnight

Powers: she can control the elements, if she becomes extremely enraged or afraid she can control the energy of light and darkness, when she does this her hair turns black and so do her eyes.