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[Ayla]

It looks great, but could you please add his weapons / skills?

[Skyfire647]

sure thing.

[Skyfire647]

I added it right after weaknesses,

[[deleted user]]

||Lyrik Ambrose||
||Sexuality||
~Pansexual~
||Gender & Pronouns||
~Male {He/Him}~
||Age||
~15~
||Appearance||
~Snow white skin, natural platinum blonde hair which is styled as a short wolf cut, azure eyes. He is lanky, looks as if he isn’t strong at all.~
||Clothing Style||
~Plain, simple. Usually a pair of ripped black jeans and a plain white t-shirt, worn out shoes. He always carries a bag with a strap to sling it over his shoulder, it’s used to hold his skateboard. His skateboard looks rough, used. It has a dark blue and black design, simple.~
||Personality||
~He’s quiet, never oversteps others boundaries, he’s a really good listener, he prefers to listen. But don’t get this mixed up with shy or timid, he’s far from it. ~
||History||
~His mother was always a loving and normal mother, but his father is a different story. He started to drink when Lyrik was around 8, about the same time he started to learn how to skate, it was his escape from his father, the effects were harsh on his father, it got so bad that he started to physically hurt them. One night, Lyrik was tired of this, he was tired of either hiding in his room or going to the skate park to practice more. He approached him, “Stop drinking.” He said simply to the heavy-set man who appeared to be his father, his eyes dilated, looking at the child he calls his own, “What did you say?” The man spits out harshly. “I said, stop drinking.” The boy repeats himself, firmly, surprisingly not flinching, staring right into the grown man's eyes. Let’s just say that night didn’t end well…~
||Strongest Skills||
~Agility/For example, running, jumping, though he prefers to skate instead of run. He’s smart, he knows his way around. Skating.?. He likes to fight with baseball bats, reminds him of when he played baseball as a kid.~
||Weakest Skills||
~Blades/Guns, he hates them, especially when they aim to hit his skateboard. Sometimes he may mess up in hand to hand combat, but thanks to his speed, he can flee when there is an opening~

[[deleted user]]

Haha, decided to make another character...

[Ayla]

Skyfire647 wrote: "I added it right after weaknesses,"

Approved :)

[Ayla]

Ironic wrote: "||Lyrik Ambrose||
||Sexuality||
~Pansexual~
||Gender & Pronouns||
~Male {He/Him}~
||Age||
~15~
||Appearance||
~Snow white skin, natural platinum blonde hair which is styled as a short wolf cut, az..."

Approved!

[[deleted user]]

Ayla wrote: "Ironic wrote: "||Lyrik Ambrose||
||Sexuality||
~Pansexual~
||Gender & Pronouns||
~Male {He/Him}~
||Age||
~15~
||Appearance||
~Snow white skin, natural platinum blonde hair which is styled as a sho..."

Thanks!

[Brooke]

Name: Braylynn
Age: 16
Gender: F
Looks: curly black hair, chocolate brown skin, freckles, brown eyes

Braylynn is very friendly but doesn't share secrets or talk about herself very much. She loves running, biking, reading, and being outside. Her family doesn't know she's here- she ran away. Her favorite type of gun is a 22.

[Ayla]

I love her! Could you please add her skills, weapons, and history? Thank you!!

[Brooke]

Thank you! I can't edit comments on my Kindle so I shall just put it in this one :)

Braylynn is very physically fit, she loves fellow humans and a food challenge. She specializes in breaking and entering, and tough obstacles, she also loves rock climbing. She's very knowledgeable and is good with navigation.

When Braylynn ran away, an passerby FBI agent found her at a climbing gym and approached her about an option to come to the Academy. She ran away due to things her parents were forcing her to do to keep money flowing in their family.

[[deleted user]]

NAME: Baia Isabel Nuno
AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
LOOKS:

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PERSONALITY: Baia is extremely caring, but she can be moody. Like the ocean, she can be calm but without warning, she can become angry. She is overprotective of her friends and family.
SKILLS: (weapons, stealth, etc.) Camouflage, bow and arrow/crossbow/gun
FAMILY/HISTORY: Baia grew up in Southern California, near Malibu. She was fascinated by the sea from a young age. She would constantly beg her mom and older brother to go to the aquarium with her. She also traveled to Portugal with her family a lot, since that's where her mom was from. She never really cared where her dad was, as long as she had her mom and brother.
PET: none yet
OTHER: She never knew her father

[Ayla]

Brooke wrote: "Thank you! I can't edit comments on my Kindle so I shall just put it in this one :)

Braylynn is very physically fit, she loves fellow humans and a food challenge. She specializes in breaking and e..."

Approved!

[Ayla]

Iris wrote: "NAME: Baia Isabel Nuno
AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
LOOKS:









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PERSONALITY: Baia is extremely caring, but she can be moody. Like the ocean, she can be calm but with..."

Approved!

[[deleted user]]

Thank you!!!

[smile]

Don’t you want to come closer? The water’s warm.

Name: Valeria ‘Thalassa’ Obura
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Orientation: Pansexual, grayromantic
Birth Place: Island in the middle of an ocean
Professional Orientation (ISO or FBI): Unknown, she'll take anything as long as they let her do what she wants in her free time.

It will all fade to gray.

Personality: Valeria (or Thalassa, as some people come nickname her, either out of fear or teasingly) is certainly an odd one. As soon as you see her, you can tell that something’s … off. Something isn’t fully functioning, or functioning too much. Though her appearance is initially a bit eerie –you wouldn’t exactly sit next to her and chat—there is something magnetic about her, something that wants you to know what is hidden beneath these layers and waves of oddity. She doesn’t speak much, she’s a bit introverted, if you want to try to fit her into a category. She won’t speak up much, she’ll stay in the dark corners of the room, observing everything. Taking notes. After a while her eyes will find someone who … interests her. And she’ll follow them with her gaze, always observing, trying to find their weakness and strength and what appeals to them. And she’ll let them know slowly that someone’s watching them, before finally approaching them. She is still odd when you talk to her, her voice immediately beautiful but her tone strange. The way she says things isn’t always very normal, and even the way she holds herself, how she fidgets and looks around, but can also nail down your soul with a stare into your eyes always gives off a strange impression. But she has a way to keep you interested, to make it seem like there’s something hidden inside of her. Someone could dismiss her as some strange, traumatized psychotic, who probably consumed drugs 24/7. But there’s something … more, something hidden, lurking in the corners of her mind. People are also quick to dismiss her fighting skills, but while fighting, she has speed and grace, and it feels like she swims in the blood-tainted air while she battles. And when she swims, it is easy to tell that it’s her natural habitat. Once she is in the water, a smile grows upon her face and she seems to want to want you with her. She can be a valuable part of the Academy, only people will most probably underestimate her. Even if her strangeness is obvious, she can still have intriguing tactical ideas, and is always up for a fight. And once she finds the right person, she can twist her words to make them feel more comfortable around her. She is able to play the ‘misunderstood’ card to get at least one person on her side. It is easy to tell her fascination for water and for the ocean, if only by the way she moves. It is like she was made to swim. And once you’ve seen her drown someone, the nickname ‘Thalassa’ reaches a whole new level.


Don’t worry. I’ll find a way to make him … disappear.

History: Nobody knows Valeria’s history. Even to her, there are a few things she cannot remember. But since you insist so much on knowing, I shall reveal:
Valeria was born on an island that is barely known to the rest of the population, in the middle of the sea. That place isn’t very much talked about, and for good reason – their isolation from true society and civilization has been lasting for many generations, and while there are many other isolated islands like those that are very well off, this one … not so much. An island often covered in fog, placed in a craggy part of the dark deep sea, the vibes were never very good. Especially since not true government was established there, and they often did their own law. This caused things to be a bit more violent on the island, and society to be a bit more … old-fashioned. Though the sea is usually known for being gorgeous and sparkly, -- which it is, even on that island—the island was indeed close to a large sea rift and the water almost immediately gets deep away from shore. Orphaned since nearly the beginning of life, Valeria never liked to live in the above world. She didn’t like how the adults fought, didn’t like all the hostility, and all the negligence towards her and all the other children of the orphanage. She didn’t like it, how everything didn’t smoothly glide and morph and how everything felt finite. She would always enter the deep dark sea, completely ignoring the danger, especially with the fog almost always hanging over the surface of the water. She felt a natural attraction, a pull towards the ocean. Ever since the first time she went there, starving because her orphanage wouldn’t take care of her enough, she felt right at home. Once you went deep enough, the darkness and the cold completely take you over and you glide infinitely, blindly, into the obscurity. All the sounds drowned out except maybe the pressure of the water against your ears and the occasional movement in the water. But soon she figured out that she couldn’t see well when she went deep, and that she was quick to run out of breath. As much as she loved the blind sensation of it, she didn’t want to glide to her death – not yet, anyways. So she decided to steal a swimsuit that came from professional, advanced swimmers, something that could help her see and breathe underwater. She spent hours and hours down there, exploring and gliding and enjoying the sensation. The sea was her ally. It could never, never hurt her. But then, a problem came along: the professional-swimsuit’s ‘owner’ (which truly wasn’t a fair title, since he had stolen it too) was very very annoyed to have had his most precious possession stolen, especially from that weird ‘orphan-runt’. When he finally caught Valeria with it, he attacked her. It wasn’t a true fight, he punched her to near unconsciousness and she couldn’t hit back. And then he left her bleeding on the beach. Luckily for Valeria, another kid found her. He was the same age as her, and his name was Laurian. Laurian helped her regain full consciousness and even gave her a makeshift ice pack, and then guided her back to the orphanage. And for a while, that was the last she saw of Laurian. But she wasn’t focused much on the mystery boy. What was on her mind was her swimsuit. She no longer had it. She felt like she was drowning – on land. Slowly, slowly drowning because she couldn’t get back to her sea. To her only true friend. To her natural habitat. Even though she could no longer go to the same depths, to see as much as she wanted to, she returned ragefully to the beach in the middle of the night. It was the first time she went swimming (well, at least, this deeply) during the night. She knew it wasn’t safe. But she didn’t care anymore. Once she slipped into the waters, she realized that her lungs had been trained much more now with all the swimming she had done, and could withhold more pressure than it did before she had gotten the swimsuit. And she let herself glide, swim, explore once again, but this time, without any safe support of her swimsuit-equipment. She went as deeply as she could, aware that she was nearing the large sea rift, but she couldn’t see. Once she knew she was above the sea rift, she started swimming downwards, into the rift. She couldn’t see a single thing but she enjoyed it. She trusted the sea, knew it would let her live. And even if it didn’t she was willing to abandon herself to it right then and there. But quickly, she felt the underwater pressure starting to press against her painfully, crushing her body. She panicked. This wasn’t the peaceful death she wanted. She started swimming up as fast as she could, forgetting that one should take their time going back up to the surface after going deep. Her lungs shriveled a bit on her way up and when she reached the surface, she was dizzy, nauseous, and shaking. She flopped onto the sand, but-
There he was again. The mystery boy. Laurian. He helped her clear her head, cough out the water, and regain as much health as possible. But this time she made Laurian stay next to her. She needed to know who he truly was. Laurian didn’t truly state who he was, just said he wanted to help her and get to know her. Considering they were both fifteen at this point, Valeria couldn’t fathom why he suddenly wanted to approach the ‘weird sea girl’ of the village. But after a while she confided in him and learnt that he was the son of the ‘mayor’ of the town, one of the most respected people there. But Laurian seemed nice. And after a while, a bond formed between them and they became close friends. And then Laurian confessed he had feelings for Valeria and she agreed to date him. They were often viewed as a strange pair, on the outskirts of being accepted. But it soon became clear that maybe Laurian wasn’t the best boyfriend to have. He wanted to ‘fix’ Valeria, make her attached to land, make her more ‘normal’, make her more ‘acceptable’ for ‘society’ (and it’s not even like the island they lived in was much a of a ‘society’, it was, as I mentioned earlier, pretty iffy.). Valeria was sickened by being kept away from the sea, from her comfortable darkness. She didn’t want to fit in. She just wanted to get away from this sickening place she had to call home, swim away forever, with the Laurian who used to care about her. But she dealt with it, forcing herself to obey Laurian, hoping that after a while, things would settle down and she’d be able to swim. But that time never came. And when she finally confronted Laurian about this toxicity, he told her she needed to be more acceptable if he wanted to marry her.
Of course. Marriage. A fucking life goal in a little island like hers.
Valeria was disgusted, horrified, and shocked all at the same time. They were only fifteen and he was already talking about that adult bullshit. She ran back to the sea, trying to find herself through swimming, but Laurian started yelling at her not to go there, that she shouldn’t do that ‘weird shit’ anymore. It ensued into a big verbal fight, which led absolutely nowhere except Valeria feeling broken. Shattered. Betrayed. She ran away, as far away as possible from Laurian, trying to find a quiet place away from him. And she crafted a plan. Like usual, fog would be establishing tonight. Such thick fog that it would be nearly impossible to see. Revenge flowing through her veins, she manages to convince Laurian to come by the sea, that they would ‘talk to figure things out and Valeria would apologize for her behavior. And she also had a nice little surprise for him.’ So Laurian made his way to the ‘romantic’ meeting place, while Valeria waited for him in the water, but close enough to shore for him to hear her. She began singing, singing with that beautiful angelic voice of his, calling to Laurian to come where she is. Laurian stepped forward to meet her but then he felt that he was entering water. He scolded her about it again but she promised that this would be her separation ritual from the sea. That after this, she would come back to land. And she continued singing angelically, and Laurian gave in, swimming all the way to where he guessed Valeria was. Valeria wrapped her hands around his neck.
And pulled him down. She pulled him down as far as she could bear after having let her lungs become much more land-adapted and held him there. Until he stopped jerking and twitching. She swam back to the surface and let the fog, the darkness, and the comfortable cold wrap her again in freedom. But when she had to come out of the water, she knew that the entire village would immediately suspect her of drowning their little golden child. But Valeria remembered that there was occasionally a ship of supplies that came to the island, originating from the U.S. And, she remembered that it was coming tomorrow. So when the ship came, she sneaked her way into the ship, holding her breath underwater to hide from the workers if need ever came. The trip was long and difficult, and she came close to being discovered multiple times.

[smile]

But luckily, she had a way of blending into the dark corners of the storage room. When she arrived to the U.S, she was pretty intimidated by the number of people there, and preferred solitude and the ocean. But she struggled through, trying to find some place to settle down in. She managed to creep her way into many extremely-low quality motels, steal some food here and there, but soon she was aching for the sea, for a purpose in this life. And she knew she couldn’t just go on living like this for the rest of her life. The very thought of it was sickening. She met a few shady people, trying to collect information of something she could do –she didn’t care if it was legal enough—to live her life, and feel the ocean again. A lot of people were looking for … other illegal things, so she naturally refused. But one day, she met someone who told her about a branch of the government, somewhere where brilliant, dangerous people rejected by society could find their refuge. All she had to do was meet someone else and pass an evaluation, and she would be able to train in the arts of battle and secrecy. She knew it was her only opportunity, and quite frankly, she was intrigued, so she accepted the offer. The next day, she met someone, just as mysterious, who evaluated her at her skills. She passed best the skills of agility and stealth, but when it came to swimming, the man was incredibly impressed. He thus explained he was a recruiter from the Academy of Espionage and explained the rest of the world surrounding the three organizations. He told her she was officially hired to train at the Academy if she wanted to.
And how in the world could she refuse? The possibility to harness her skills in death, and in swimming, and perhaps even combine the two.
And in perfect legality.
It was hardly even a question.

I know who you are.

Appearance: She has long pitch-black hair, equally dark piercing eyes, is a bit ghastly pale, and has a strange goth style that makes her look more weird than rebellious. There is something magnetic yet odd about her appearance.

Would you like to come on a little adventure with me?

Strengths: Magnetic, secretive, charismatic (in her own, strange way), addictive.
Flaws: Unhinging, uncomfortable, complacent, unnerving

Come with me.

Skills: Swimming, holding her breath, tridents, stamina
Weaknesses: Non-sea related weapons, going without food and water,
Other: Has a bit of an aftereffect on her lungs because of the pressure in the deep.

I just want to sink. Into the everything.

Theme Songs:
Shattered Pieces Make Me Sharp – AViVA
Siren – Kailee Morgue

The land is nothing. The water gives you everything.

Author's Note: She is the human personification of my dread-fascination of my thalassaphobia.

When can I live? Away from this world?

[Ayla]

Approved :)

[smile]

Thank youuu!

[Elisa_Bookaholic, The Ranter (Hailey, Marie, & Jason)]

Approved!

[Cassi]

Name: Nova

Age:17

Gender: Female

Looks:(can’t insert photo) Blue hair that is cut just above her shoulder, that is usually pulled back in a ponytail. Light brown eyes with golden specks in her eyes.

Personally: A little stand-off-ish. Seems mean but a teddy bear once you get to know her. Doesn’t get close to most people but if she does she is loyal to you until the end. She try’s to put up a tough exterior so you will almost never see her smile.

Skills: Thievery, stealth, lying, fighting

History: both her parents died when she was 9 with no other family she was forced into foster care. She ran away a few months after and was living on the street when some sketchy guy took her in. There was a group of 4 other children. He Taught them how to do everything from stealing to armed robbery. Eventually a few of the kids went off to their own lives and he got caught. Expecting the cops she went to grab her bag to run but it turns out it was the Academy recruiting her.

Pet: a white mouse who sits in her bag most of the time.

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

This is the character I am FINALLY working on

[Ayla]

OHMYGOD I LOVE HIM ALREADY

[Ayla]

Cassi wrote: "Name: Nova

Age:17

Gender: Female

Looks:(can’t insert photo) Blue hair that is cut just above her shoulder, that is usually pulled back in a ponytail. Light brown eyes with golden specks in her e..."

Nova is approved

[Cassi]

Thank you

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

GUYS I JUST REALIZED THAT PRETTY MUCH ALL MY CHARACTERS HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT FOR GETTING ON PEOPLE'S NERVES

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

i think that says something about me

[Captain123]

((cough cough *MK* cough cough))

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

*offended gasp*

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

but she is
and i love her
and to answer your question, I HAVE NO CLUE
i mean, she used to be just annoyed with everyone, didnt like rules, blah blah blah
but NOW
we got some CRAZY stuff happening

[Z ||Frypans, Am I Right?!||]

((REDO))

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↪[Ｆｕｌｌ Ｎａｍｅ] Sabrina C. Winchester
↪[Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ] Female
↪[Ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ] Straight~Dating Gus~
↪[Ａｇｅ] 18
↪[Ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ/Ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ] Human


↪[Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ]



➸[Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ] Caucasian
➸[Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 5"5
➸[Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 98.9
➸[Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ] Black
➸[Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ] Brown
➸[Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ] Maggie Lindemann
➸[Cʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ Sᴛʏʟᴇ] Dark
➸[Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs ᴏʀ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴍᴀʀᴋs] Broken Heart Tattoo
➸[Pᴏᴡᴇʀs/Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs/Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs] Stealth


↪[Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ]
➸[Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ] she's opportunistic and irritable is just the tip of the iceberg. Never mind the fact she's also insulting, obnoxious, and predatory, but fortunately, they're balanced out slightly by being leaderly as well.
But focus on her as this is what she's pretty much infamous for. There's not much meaning that can be created because of this and her agonizing nature, but that may just be the nature of the beast.
➸[Lɪᴋᴇs]
☯ Word Searches
☯ Music
☯ Disney Movies
☯ Comfort Food
➸[Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]
☯ Being Alone
☯ Abandonment
☯ Disloyalty
☯ Dishonesty


↪[Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ]
Sabrina was born in Lawrence, Kansas. Her mother died from childbirth. She never knew her father because her dad ran off when he found out that her mom was pregnant with her. She was taken to a foster home where she was then adopted by a family, she was abused by the father, the mother never knew that he was doing it. She was verbally and mentally abused by the adopted dad. By the dad abusing her, she received Severe Anxiety, Mild Depression, and thoughts of self-harm. She has tried to commit suicide once by ODing. But her mother stopped her in time.


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↪[Ｆｕｌｌ Ｎａｍｅ] Peter Bates
↪[Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ] Male
↪[Ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ] Gay
↪[Ａｇｅ] 18
↪[Ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ/Ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ] Human


↪[Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ]



➸[Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ] Caucasian
➸[Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 6"0
➸[Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 98.8
➸[Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ] Brown
➸[Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ] Brown
➸[Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ] Noah Centineo
➸[Cʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ Sᴛʏʟᴇ] Hoodies
➸[Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs ᴏʀ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴍᴀʀᴋs] Scar on his hands
➸[Pᴏᴡᴇʀs/Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs/Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs] Stregnth


↪[Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ] Few know the true Peter Bates, but most know that above all else he's passionate and dedicated. Of course, he's also active, disciplined, and humble, but they're far less prominent, especially compared to impulses of being insulting as well. His passion though is what he's often admired for. People often count on this and his persuasive nature when they're feeling down. Nobody's perfect of course and Peter has plenty of less favorable characteristics too. His treachery and disconcerting nature risk ruining pleasant moods and reach all around.
Fortunately, his dedication is there to lift spirits when needed.
➸[Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ]
➸[Lɪᴋᴇs]
☯ Music
☯ Guitar
☯ Action
☯ Horror
➸[Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]
☯ Tomatoes
☯ Strangers
☯ N/A
☯ N/A


↪[Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ]
Peter was in a car crash when he was six years old, he was the sole survivor. He was taken to his aunt's house, he liked his aunt but he never met her husband. Her husband was abusive to Peter. Verbally and Physically, he was called names by the man. When he turned sixteen, he found out that he was Gay. His aunt's husband kicked him out for that reason.


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↪[Ｆｕｌｌ Ｎａｍｅ] Jesse Dean
↪[Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ] Female
↪[Ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ] Lesbian
↪[Ａｇｅ] 17
↪[Ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ/Ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ] Human


↪[Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ]



➸[Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ] Caucasian
➸[Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 5"6
➸[Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 98.9
➸[Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ] Brown
➸[Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ] Brown
➸[Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ] Crystal Reed
➸[Cʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ Sᴛʏʟᴇ] Edgy
➸[Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs ᴏʀ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴍᴀʀᴋs] Birthmark on her neck, looks like a flame
➸[Pᴏᴡᴇʀs/Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs/Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs] Speed


↪[Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ]
➸[Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ] she's ignorant and insincere is just the tip of the iceberg. To make things worse she's also demanding, shallow and possessive, but at least those are kept somewhat in check by habits of being clear-headed as well.

But focus on her as this is what she's pretty much hated. There's no sugar coating the effects caused because of this and her tactlessness, which is far from desired, but so be it.
➸[Lɪᴋᴇs]
☯ Soft Pillows
☯ Quietness
☯ Her friends
☯ Word Searches
➸[Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]
☯ Abandonment
☯ Being Alone
☯ Tomatoes
☯ Cross Words


↪[Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ]
Jesse was an orphan in California. She was never adopted when she was a little girl. She was this rebellious person that always got into fights. When she finally was adopted, she adopted into a wealthy family. That family raised her to be this assassian.


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↪[Ｆｕｌｌ Ｎａｍｅ] Emily Cooke
↪[Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ] Female
↪[Ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ] Bisexual
↪[Ａｇｅ] 18
↪[Ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ/Ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ] Human


↪[Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ]



➸[Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ] Latina
➸[Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 5"6
➸[Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 98.8
➸[Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ] Red
➸[Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ] Brown
➸[Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ] N/A
➸[Cʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ Sᴛʏʟᴇ] Comfy
➸[Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs ᴏʀ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴍᴀʀᴋs] Scars
➸[Pᴏᴡᴇʀs/Aʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇs/Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs] Stealth


↪[Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ] You may not notice this when first meeting Emily Cooke, but the fact she's narcissistic and imprudent is just the tip of the iceberg. To top it off she's also disloyal, intolerant, and scornful, but their worst is softened by behaviors of being selfless as well. But focus on her as this is what she's often despised. Multiple enemies have been made because of this and her thoughtlessness, but there's not much you can really do about it. Fair is fair though, Emily does have some brighter sides within the darkness. She's curious and passionate if you look for it, who knows what could happen. Unfortunately, her imprudence is always there to ruin everything again
➸[Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ]
➸[Lɪᴋᴇs]
☯ Soft Blankets
☯ Music
☯ Rain
☯ Snow
➸[Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]
☯ Abandonment
☯ Tomatoes
☯ Stranger
☯ Homophobic


↪[Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ]
Emily was born in Aurora, Colorado. Her mother abandoned her at the hospital. One of the nurses at the hospitals took her in as one of their own. She was the nicest lady that Emily ever knew. Emily was at her local high school when her mom had a heart attack but she was so young. She was devastated when she heard the news. She was never the same again.

[Ayla]

Emily wrote: "Why in the world did you come up with MK? She crazy."

It's fun to create more complex characters, rather than just having them be one-dimensional.

[Ayla]

Kennedy || film out wrote: "but she is
and i love her
and to answer your question, I HAVE NO CLUE
i mean, she used to be just annoyed with everyone, didnt like rules, blah blah blah
but NOW
we got some CRAZY stuff happening"

I LOVE HER TOO OML
HER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT IS ON POINT

[Ayla]

Z ||Frypans, who knew!|| wrote: "((REDO))

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↪[Ｆｕｌｌ Ｎａｍｅ] Sabrina C. Winchester
↪[Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ] Female
↪[Ｓｅｘｕａｌｉｔｙ] Straight~Dating Gus~
↪[Ａｇｅ] 18
↪[Ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ/Ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ] Huma..."

All approved!

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

GUYS

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

I'M ALMOST DONE WITH CALEB

[RhysTheFiredbird | Used to be Lori ; Miss me? |]

NAME: Micheal DeAngelo
AGE: 17
GENDER: M
LOOKS: Dark brown hair with light brown eyes, lightly tan skin, of average hight.
PERSONALITY: Kind and caring, but he doesn’t deal with other people’s crap. He has a hight tolerance for pain but has a low tolerance for bullies.
SKILLS: (weapons, stealth, etc.): Stealth and twin daggers
FAMILY/HISTORY: Grew up with both parents and 6 older brothers, he was the you gest and got picked on often, he deals with it silently most of the time until it get physical, then he fought back and usually won.
PET: A light brown pit bull
OTHER:

[Captain123]

mind if i comment on that name XD

[RhysTheFiredbird | Used to be Lori ; Miss me? |]

What?

[Captain123]

serch it up on google

[RhysTheFiredbird | Used to be Lori ; Miss me? |]

Ok. .

[RhysTheFiredbird | Used to be Lori ; Miss me? |]

Nothing

[RhysTheFiredbird | Used to be Lori ; Miss me? |]

Emily wrote: "I’m confused."

Why?

[RhysTheFiredbird | Used to be Lori ; Miss me? |]

Ok

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

it is taking me sooooooooooo long to finish Caleb ahhhhhh

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

If a fly didn’t fly, would we call it a walk?

NAME: Caleb Evans
AGE: 16
DOB: June 17
ZODIAC: Gemini

What is nothing? If something is nothing then can nothing be something?

GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Bisexual

Is our universe the only one?

PERSONALITY: Caleb likes to ask the questions that people don’t have the answers to. And if that wasn’t annoying enough, Caleb also asks those questions at the exact wrong time.
Caleb considers himself extremely unlucky. But there’s a reason for this. You know the saying “at the wrong place at the wrong time”? This quote pretty much sums up Caleb. He doesn’t search for trouble, but still ends up stumbling right into it with his nose buried in a book.
This little knowledge-seeker can be adorably curious, but the curiosity can quickly turn from cute to irritating. Sadly for Caleb, this sweet little cinnamon bun is oblivious when it comes to reading others emotions.
I would call Caleb a peace-maker, but, well, he doesn’t exactly do a great job at that. Don’t get me wrong, he could do it, but his questioning tendencies can really add up to ultimate annoyance, making whatever conflict it is worse.

What does the number 6 taste like?

APPEARANCE:
FACE SHAPE | Caleb’s head is not too big, the chin is smooth and the line from his ear to his chin is extremely short. He has a perfectly round face, and the jaw area of his face is very small. From the front, Caleb looks like a sweet little kid, part human, part bunny. But he turns his head and BAM-
Hit by the incredibly sharp jawline.
EYES | Caleb has large, round doe eyes, emphasized by thick lashes. His eyes are a chocolatey brown that only adds to the childish appearance he has.
NOSE (DON’T JUDGE I MUST MAKE IT DETAILED) | His nose is kind of short and the tip is slightly thin. The tip is round, another feature that adds to Caleb’s young look.
EARS | There’s a little curve that creates a slight point inside his ears when the outline of his ears are oval like. Caleb has the perfect ears for piercing, and he has five total piercings: 3 on the right and 2 on the left.
MOUTH | The top lip is thin, but the bottom lip is slightly chubby. They are a very light pink.
HAIR ( I FEEL LIKE Y’ALL WOULD LAUGH IF I TOLD YOU THIS WAS THE HARDEST PART OF THE DESCRIPTION) | Caleb has a tendency to dye his hair. Whenever somebody asks why, his response is something along the lines of "the changing colors reflect the changing of our world." That's only a half-truth. Sure, it's one reason he dyes it, but really, he just likes trying new things and claims dyeing his hair is 'fun'. Anyway, Caleb's natural hair color is black and he usually wears it parted covering his eyebrows. The bottom is shorter than the top and brushed a certain way so it gives this cute kind of “puffy/fluffy” effect.
HEIGHT/WEIGHT | 174 cm | 60 kg

What if Earth is like a marble? Controlled by other beings for enjoyment, and we would be none the wiser. Wouldn't that be cool?

OUTFITS:
Travel
-dark grey t-shirt
- black jeans
- black boots
- black backpack
- black bucket hat
Plans
- black turtleneck shirt
- denim shirt
- black jeans
- black boots
Chillin’
- white long sleeved shirt
- black oversized t-shirt (over the white one)
- black skinny jeans
- black high tops

When does past becomes present and present become past?

STRENGTHS: Shurikens, foreign languages (fluently knows English, Korean, Japanese, and Greek, learning Mandarin and Russian), poisons, remedies, a little bit of coding (but no hacking)
WEAKNESSES: The unknown (which is why he wants to know everything), stamina, physical strength

Why is the word 'why' both a question and a letter?

FAMILY/HISTORY:
FAMILY
Taylor Evans - father
Juliette Evans - mother
William Evans - brother
HISTORY
By the time Caleb was old enough to do things for himself, his parents, Taylor and Juliette Evans, were already entirely focused on his older brother, William. Liam was the perfect son. He had good grades, stunning looks, and was somehow amazing at everything he tried. For years they only cared for Liam. They would go to his events and activities, leaving Caleb alone. They would celebrate Liam's birthday, buy him everything he wanted and never get angry at him. They didn't get upset with Caleb, either. Caleb was just invisible.
Eventually, Taylor and Juliette decided to leave. They disappeared in the middle of the night when Liam was seventeen and Caleb was eight. They left a hefty sum of money for Liam, but for Caleb? Nothing.
Of course, Caleb didn't really mind. For pretty much his entire life, he had been forced to figure things out on his own since his parents never paid any attention to him. You're hungry? Learn how to make your own food. Thirsty? Find the drinks. Bored? Teach yourself to read and write.
Because of his parents' lack of care, Caleb never got a traditional education. He didn't go to school, and instead spent days locked away in his room, devouring a book about quantum physics or chemistry. He researched topics that he found interesting, which just so happened to be EVERYTHING. Liam tried to be a fatherly figure, but he was usually busy with school or sports.
When Caleb turned fifteen, he didn't expect anything other than his usual daily routine: wake up at 6:15, give or take a few minutes, get dressed, brush teeth, grab the closest book, make breakfast (most often cereal or french toast), go outside and read, maybe take a run, go back inside, read for the rest of the day with breaks for food. After all, his birthday had never been celebrated, so he never saw it as an occasion. But his brother had other ideas for the day. Caleb had woken up to a note on his bedside table from Liam.
So I guess you're finally turning fifteen, huh? How's it feel? I know I haven't been a good brother for you, ever since... well, you know what. So I decided to try and make up all these past years with one day. Believe me when I tell you, today will be the best day of your life.
P.S. I made muffins, which are kind of like breakfast cupcakes.
And so the day started, followed by a road trip all around the country for landmarks and other fascinating things. So really, it was more like a birthweek rather than a birthday. Seven days to account for the seven years Caleb had gone through without a birthday.
They were the best seven days Caleb had ever had.
He continued his studies through books, sometimes taking online courses to see what new information he could learn.
One year later, and Liam had decided for Caleb to go to school. And thus, our sweet little cinnamon bunny came to be at the Academy of Espionage, having no clue what awaited for him. And he was thrilled.

What is at the bottom of the ocean? What great mysteries lie in the deep?

FAVORITES:
Color - black
Animal - bunny
Hair color - light brown
Food - watermelon
Drink - pink lemonade
Subject - physics
Word - amity
Quote - “Don’t be trapped in someone else’s dream.” | Kim Taehyung

Why is humanity sometimes beautiful, but other times cruel?

[kennedy [mackenzie]]

I HAVE FINISHED

[Elisa_Bookaholic, The Ranter (Hailey, Marie, & Jason)]

LOVE ITTT

[Ayla]

I LOVE HIM, KENN
Approved!

[Ayla]

Lorian Starr *Princess of the Stars* wrote: "NAME: Micheal DeAngelo
AGE: 17
GENDER: M
LOOKS: Dark brown hair with light brown eyes, lightly tan skin, of average hight.
PERSONALITY: Kind and caring, but he doesn’t deal with other people’s crap..."

Approved!