Avalon High (Advanced Roleplay) discussion


Sooooo who are you gonna use for him?


Sooooo who are you gonna use for him?"
the one that's currently a wip on pg 2 owo He's got his balrogath name set, but I need to figure out his human name.

But I'm human...?
Unless this is from a point that's not related to how it actually works in real life??

Sooooo who are you gonna use for him?"
the one that's currently a wip on pg 2 owo He's got his balroga..."
Ooooooooo I like him so far~

So...that means a yes to that it isn't based on how it actually works irl? Because that's similar, but not exact.
In reality, empaths cannot change the emotions of someone else. Then can only sense them. Not only am I am empath, I'm also an animal empath, and I can sometimes pick up emotions from over the internet. It's extremely difficult over the internet, but if I am close enough, I am capable of doing so. I have zero control of it, though, so I'm out of sorts around others. ;u;



|Species- Pychokenesis
|Name- Violet Grant
|Age- 15
|Gender- Female
|Sexuality- Bisexual
|Crush- ((OPEN!!))
|Appearance-


|Face Claim-
|Personality- She is kind and caring if you know her, if you don't she is cold and Stubborn as Hell. When you first meet Violet She has this attitude that makes you flinch, but if you know her you know it is just an act to get people off her back about her past. She is shy and an introvert. she never really talked to others, If you were lucky she would talk to you. But that would be a handful of people.
|Skills- Speed, she can run fast out of uncomfortable situations.
|Likes-Hoodies, Music, rain
|Dislikes- Bright colors, People, Sunny Days
|History- She is that one shy girl that wears her headphones and the hood over her head. She was born in a suburb community in Dallas, Texas, she was always a quiet girl, She excelled in all her classes until her mother did when she was 12, it was Cancer that took her mom from her. Her dad abandoned them when she was born she was taken to her aunts, they didn't care about her. They just needed the money to buy more cigarettes and booze. When they came home drunk it was Violet that got beat, not their own kids but her. A year later, she was diagnosed with severe Anxiety and taken to a foster home because she called 9-1-1 and they found out it was an unstable home. Violet has been in that foster home ever since.
|Clothing Style- Black hoodie, long sleeves, and ripped jeans
The Last four are optional!
|Birthday- Unknown
|Zodiac- Unknown
|Theme Song- Not your barbie girl~ Ava Max
|Other- N/A

Name: Vida Ann Fawzi
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Nickname(s): V, Vid
Gender: Female
Pronouns: she/her
Sexuality: Bisexual
Crush/Partner: None
"Life isn't fair. Get used to it and stop complaining."
Birthday: November 9th
Age: 17
Zodiac: Scorpio
Birthstone: Topaz
Species: Unknown
"Build a man a fire and he’ll be warm for a night. Set a man on fire and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life."
Appearance:

Appearance Description: Vida has waist-length red-brown hair that usually hangs over her shoulder in a messy braid. Her eyes are golden brown and her skin is pale. She's 5' 6" and weighs roughly 103 lbs.
Dress Style: dark colors, fitted (but light and breathable) fabric, anything she can move and run in, often athletic shoes, combat boots, or converse
"I think my problem is that I have really fantastic bad ideas."
Personality: Vida is very hot-headed and a very angry person and does not like to allow others to get close to her. She can be openly hostility when she meets new people. Vida is very rude and sometimes insensitive but people close to her know she means no harm. When someone she cares about gets hurt, she scolds them, tells them not to scare her like that, then goes after the person who hurt them. Other than her occasional negative side, she is very caring, supportive, and overprotective of her friends. She's sharp and practical. Vida has zero respect for the feelings of everyone her friends and doesn’t like to be in the center of attention. She’s amazingly skilled in hand-to-hand combat and her aim with any weapon is deadly accurate. Vida doesn't trust anyone. She's cunning, spiteful, and stubborn as a mule. She's determined and once she has her mind set on something, she won't stop until she gets it. Vida doesn't give a damn about anything unless it directly affects her.
Once she gets to know someone - really gets to know them - Vida's protective as hell. She'll do anything to keep you safe but betray her and she won't stop until she gets revenge.
Likes: fire, punching bags, fighting, shadows, mischief
Dislikes: annoying people, sitting still, losing, being told what to do
Strengths: hand-to-hand combat, balance, thinking on her feet
Weaknesses: reckless, her anger, following rules
Fears: Ophidiophobia
Hobbies: playing with fire, training
"This is the mondayest monday that ever mondayed."
Family: Unknown
Friends: TBD
Enemies: TBD
History: Vida was abandoned at the orphanage six months after her birth. She moved from foster home to foster home, never staying in one place for more than a few months. She didn't care who her parents were until she was nine years old, when she was making dinner and her hands caught on fire. The funny thing is it didn't hurt. At all. This freaked Vida out.
She started wondering who her parents were, and did everything she could to find out who they were, but she was never successful. Eventually, Vida started practicing with the fire and found she could set her whole body on fire with out feeling a thing. This little experiment lead to her burning down her foster home when she was eleven and when the police arrived, they convicted her of arson and murder. Vida ran away before they could arrest her but she was arrested six months later for breaking and entering and, after serving time in prison, she was returned to the orphanage. After that Vida spent her days playing with fire (always near a fire extinguisher) and scaring the orphanage staff. Her nights were spent sneaking out of the orphanage to do whatever the heck she wanted at the time. Four years after her return to the orphanage, Vida snuck out and didn't return. When she found Avalon High, enrolled, thinking no where could be worse than prison or the orphanage.
"Act my age? What on Earth is 'Act my age?' The ocean is as old as hell and it will still drown your butt with vigor!"
Playlist:
-Queen • Loren Gray
-Can't Hold Us • Macklemore & Ryan Lewis
-Confident • Demi Lovato
-Miracle • The Score
-Unstoppable • The Score
-We Don't Care • Sigala & The Vamps["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>







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𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮||
𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝔸𝕛𝕒𝕝 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕝𝕖
𝓜𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰: (view spoiler)
𝓝𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮: 𝕂𝕚𝕒
I may not be physically alone...
𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻||
𝔽𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖
𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓼: 𝕊𝕙𝕖, 𝕙𝕖𝕣
𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂: 𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥
But mentally, there’s no one around
𝓐𝓰𝓮||
𝟙𝟟
𝓑𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂: 𝔻𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝟚𝟟
𝓑𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓷𝓮: 𝕋𝕦𝕣𝕢𝕦𝕠𝕚𝕤𝕖
𝓑𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓕𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻: ℕ𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕤
I’m fading away slowly...
𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂||
𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕚𝕤 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕕. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕓𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣. 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕡𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕒𝕦𝕣𝕒 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥, 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕥. 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕦𝕣𝕒 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕕. 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗𝕗 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕕, 𝕟𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤, 𝕠𝕣 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕝𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤. 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕟𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤.
𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼: 𝔹𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖, 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤, 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕤, 𝕤𝕟𝕠𝕨, 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣.
𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓼: 𝕊𝕦𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝, 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕤, 𝕤𝕟𝕠𝕓𝕓𝕪 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖.
And you aren’t even noticing
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𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷: 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒'𝕤 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣, 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕤, 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕥. 𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕔𝕖-𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕪, 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟. 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙-𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕓𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕤𝕖. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕡 𝕛𝕒𝕨. 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤. 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕧𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖, 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕟. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝, 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕥𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝟝'𝟙𝟙, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕞, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘, 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕝𝕖𝕤, 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕖𝕘𝕤. 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒, 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕥, 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕖.
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𝓦𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷:𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤. 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕛𝕠𝕪, 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕛𝕠𝕪. 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕞𝕚𝕩𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖, 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕡𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕡𝕤. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒'𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕕𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕤. 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤. 𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕟. 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕚𝕤 𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕗 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞, 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>

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𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓾𝓹 𝓢𝓽𝔂𝓵𝓮: 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕠𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕦𝕡, 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕒 𝕤𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕒, 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕪 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨, 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕕𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕙 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕘𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕤. 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕦𝕡, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕡𝕒𝕝𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕟.["br"]>["br"]>

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And all I ever loved;
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𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷: 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕤. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕, 𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕗𝕗 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕠 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕝, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕗𝕒𝕣. 𝔹𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕠𝕗 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟, 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟. 𝔸𝕝𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪, 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖. 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕪𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕞, 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕒 𝕤𝕦𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪, 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕞𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝔸𝕧𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙. 𝔸𝕧𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕚𝕟 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕔𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕖𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤(𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕟𝕖).
𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂: 𝕍𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕒 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕝𝕖(𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣), ℂ𝕒𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕝𝕖(𝔽𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣), 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔸𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕕 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕝𝕖(𝕆𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕊𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣).
𝓟𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂: 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥 ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕.
Being alone has that power;
That very little people can handle

𝓦𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓷𝓼: 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕟, 𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕖𝕤. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤, 𝕠𝕔𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪, 𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕕𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕣𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕞. 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕫 𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕚𝕞 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝟚𝟝 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪.
𝓟𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼:𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒, 𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕙, 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕒 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙(𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝟛 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕒 𝕙𝕦𝕘𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣).
𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂: 𝕊𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕒 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤, 𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕤𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. ℍ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣, 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪. 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘.
𝓞𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻||
𝓒𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓱 𝓸𝓻 𝓡𝓮𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹: ℕ𝕠𝕟𝕖, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟.
𝓟𝓮𝓽: ℕ𝕠𝕟𝕖.
𝓕𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼: 𝔹𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕨𝕜𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟, 𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤, 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕤, 𝕥𝕚𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕤.
𝓦𝓮𝓪𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼:𝔸𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤, 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤, 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤, 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤, 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪.
Lonely Is not being alone;
It is the feeling that;
No one cares


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|Species- Demon/ Human
|Name- Samantha "Sam/Sammy" Dawson
|Age- 17
|Gender- Female
|Sexuality- Bisexual
|Crush- ((OPEN!!))
|Appearance-

|Face Claim- N/A
|Personality- A whole lot can be said about Samantha Dawson, but the fact she's hostile and irrational is just the tip of the iceberg. On top of that, she's also perverse, demanding, and shallow, but they're not as prominent and counteracted by habits of being sentimental as well.
But focus on her as this is what she's most condemned. Plenty of days have been ruined because of this and her crassness, which is unfortunate in and of itself.
Fair is fair though, Sam does have some rays of light. She's heroic and empathetic to name a few, there's at least that to look for and appeal to.
|Skills- Stealth
|Likes- Movies, The Supernatural, Rain, and Tea
|Dislikes- Tomatoes, Being Alone, Abandonment
|History- She was abandoned by her parents when she was two, her foster parents treated her badly, they would starve her for days maybe weeks at most. She was locked in her room on the weekends, She fell into depression and Anxiety when she was 12, She now has an eating disorder. She thinks no one cares about her. She has abandonment issues.
|Clothing Style- Hoodies
The Last four are optional!
|Birthday- July 2
|Zodiac- Cancer
|Theme Song- Intro III~ NF
|Other- Anxiety and Depression


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Character Inspiration » Ava
The Lord of the Rings » J. R. R. Tolkien
❝Aindalbrougmaldin’nghivnal is an S-Class creature of mass destruction‚ a balrog. Do not come within ten meters when it is in its’ human form. Only engage in speech if it speaks first. Do not engage under any circumstances if it is in its’ demon form.❞
― An extremely vague warning of Ain from the Authorities
☽ Name ☾
Human Name » CLASSIFIED » Damon Atlas Astrophel
Balrogath Name » Aindalbrougmaldin'nghivnal
Nicknames » Ain; Balrog; Demon
Meaning » "Damon" » To tame
Meaning » "Atlas" » To endure
Meaning » "Astrophel" » Star lover
❝You want to challenge me? Oh‚ sweet child‚ you must realize that I have encountered thousands of hunters in the past fourteen years. I am no stranger to killing in my own defense. I wear a cloak of shade‚ I arm myself with a whip of fiery thongs in my left hand‚ a sword like a flaming tongue in my right‚ and I suffocate my opponent in the smoke that surrounds me. I am an embodiment of terror. I am a balrog.❞
― Ain trying to be merciful
☽ Biological × Information ☾
Sex » Male
Age by Human Standards » 17
Age by Balrogath Standards » 2
Age from Human Appearance » 17
Birth Date » March 19
Sun Sign » Pisces
Cusp » Pisces-Aries
Element » Water/Fire
Birth Flowers » Daffodil, jonquil
Birthstones » Amethyst, moonstone
Mother » Emilia Astrophel
Father » Angstrivilndramael'dnlindvn
❝You cannot pass‚” he said. The orcs stood still‚ and a dead silence fell. “I am a servant of the Secret Fire‚ wielder of the flame of Anor. You cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you‚ flame of Udûn. Go back to the Shadow! You cannot pass.❞
― J. R. R. Tolkien
☽ Relationship × History ☾
Gender » Male
Pronouns » He/him/his
Availability » Single
Sexual Orientation » Pansexual
Romantic Orientation » Panromantic
Relationship Type » Monogamorous
Preferences » No preference
Attractions » Shy; doesn't care about what he is, nor the uncountable downsides and dangers to being close with him
Future Partners or Crushes » Satomi Hojo
Current Partner or Crush » Satomi Hojo
Past Partners or Crushes » "Are you kidding me? I'm a balrog if you hadn't noticed! Who in their right mind would ever love me...?"
Friendships » He's never had one before, sooo...
Enemies » Over half of Earth, just because of his species
Acquaintances » My dude, he doesn't even remember the name of the hunter that tried to kill him last week.
❝Please don’t speak of ill intentions in my presence... I lose control of my darkness...❞
― Ain‚ scared of losing control
☽ Personality ☾
Positives » Calm, Capable, Hardworking, Independent, Insightful, Logical, Modest, Self-reliant, Strong, Sweet
Negatives » Blunt, Easily Discouraged, Envious, Impulsive, Insecure, Sadistic, Sly,
Neutral » Emotional, Mature, Observant, Quiet, Stoic, Subtle
Likes » Stars, koi fish, white, sweet things (not just in taste)
Dislikes » Rumors of his species, sarcasm, demonic interference, anything dark
Strengths » TBD?
Weaknesses » Ill intentions being said in his presence, understanding others, talking, Satomi
Fears » Being found, being alone, complete darkness, losing himself
Secrets » His human name (even to his fellow peers), his personal life, his interests, pretty much everything about him is a secret minus that he is a balrog with a really long name
Goals » To prove the world that he is capable of being trusted.
Beliefs or Personal Quote » TBD
❝It came to the edge of the fire and the light faded as if a cloud had bent over it. [...] The flames roared up to greet it‚ and wreathed about it; and a black smoke swirled in the air. Its’ streaming mane kindled‚ and blazed behind it. In its’ right hand was a blade like a stabbing tongue of fire; in its’ left it held a whip of many thongs.❞
― J. R. R. Tolkien
☽ Physical × Appearance ☾

Balrogath Form » (view spoiler)
Descriptive » Damon is a young man of average height, with short, messy black hair, along with heterochromia eyes. While the left eye is an unusual bright red, the right is a stunning light green. Whilst in his human form he stands at 5'6" and weighs 152.9 lbs.. Under his left eye, one can see that he had a single fleck, a natural beauty mark. Because of his species, Damon is incapable of acne, and most flaws that increase in quantity at this human age of seventeen.
Facial Claim » Ichiro Yamada
Vocal Claim and/or Accent » N/A
Hair » Black; short; soft 'n' smooth
Eyes » Left eye, red; right eye, green; black pupils; almond shape
Height » 5'6"
Weight » 152.9
Skin » Light
Body » Athletic
Style » Casual; hoodies; anything soft and feels like a comforting hug
Misc. » Has horns peeking out from his head, no matter what form he takes.
❝...in Utumno he gathered his demons about him‚ those spirits who first adhered to him in the days of his splendour‚ and became most like him in his corruption: their hearts were of fire‚ but they were cloaked in darkness‚ and terror went before them; they had whips of flame.❞
― J. R. R. Tolkien
☽ Skill × Set ☾
Position » Student; considered a Lord among demons, not only because of the sheer power he has, but also the fact that he is the last balrog alive
Occupation » N/A
Species » Balrog
Powers » Mostly unknown, as so ever managed to live to tell.
Preferred Weapons » In its’ right hand was a blade like a stabbing tongue of fire; in its’ left it held a whip of many thongs.
❝...of the Maiar many were drawn to [Melkor’s] splendour in the days of his greatness‚ and remained in that allegiance down into his darkness; and others he corrupted afterwards to his service with lies and treacherous gifts. Dreadful among these spirits were the Valaraukar‚ the scourges of fire that in Middle-earth were called the Balrogs‚ demons of terror.❞
― J. R. R. Tolkien
☽ Statistics ☾
Attack » Dependent on his form
Defense » Dependent on his form
Accuracy/Aim » 65%
Power Control » 42% (view spoiler)
Speed » Dependent on his form
Reflexes » 63%
Physical Strength » Dependent on his form
Swordsmanship » 68%
❝Don’t bother trying to give me information on balrogs. My father was the last one who knew everything.❞
― Ain remembering that there is no one left who knows any true information
☽ General × History ☾
Health Conditions, Disorders, Etc. » TBD
Allergies » TBD
Learned or Learning Languages » English; Black speech; Sindarian
Tragedies Faced » Death, being hunted, exile, verbal/emotional abuse...
Brief Backstory » As the very last of his own species, Damon has obtained a defensive streak when it comes to the little known subject of the Balrogath. He understands the overwhelming power he has, how dangerous he is to the world, and just how little trust he will ever gain in his time. He has prepared for that since he was little. He understood at far too young an age. He has always had an aura that brought fear to the bravest of any species. That was one of the many features he was given as a balrog.
Damon has been bullied throughout his short lifetime, and has even been exiled from over half of the world. His very existence is quite known, and he is often hunted down for the unimaginable price on his head. Of course, his human name is unknown to those people. It is classified. To the outside world, they only know of his balrogath name. It is only the ones he trusts most that knows his human name. Anyone else has ever called him "Ain" for short, as no one in their right mind would actually attempt to pronounce the entire name.
It was at the age of eleven that he had to witness the assassination of his balrog father. His father was the only other of their kind to be alive, and the last one to know true knowledge of the balrog species. Damon has suffered through multiple stages of pain, and now it's almost impossible to ever truly strike a mark on his already scarred soul. His presence brings fear to the heart of any being that sets eyes one him, even the most fearless of creatures.
Updates Through Role-play » N/A
❝You love me? Yeah, right. Stop lying to me. It’s not funny.❞
― Ain doesn't think he deserves love
☽ Favorites ☾
Colour or Shade » White, a shade of purity
Food » Turkey
Flower » Wisteria (Welcoming)
Animal » Koi fish
Song » Positive songs, because he doesn't like things that'll make him sad
Movie » Anything with a happy ending and not a single reference to demons
Book » Anything without a single reference to demons
Hobby » Meditation (to tame his dark urges)
Season » Mid-summer
Day » Any day that doesn't remind him of any sort of death or demonic interaction
Number » 14
❝I would start running if I were you...❞
― Someone made Ain angry and caused him to lose control of his control
☽ Miscellaneous ☾
Habits » TBD
Playlist » (view spoiler)
Character Inspiration » (view spoiler)
❝I don’t give a damn if I go to heaven‚ hell or wherever. I just want someone to care about me for once.❞
― Ain has been hurting for longer than he can remember...


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• ── CORDELIA LENNOX | THE UNEXPECTED ─────────────
H U M A N
─── •
"I don't know why I'm here, but screw you if you think that's going to stop me."
• ───── SIXTEEN ───── FEMALE ───── DEMI ───── 20 OCTOBER ────── •
──────────────── P E R S O N A L I T Y ─────────────────"If you think hell and high water are obstacles - get out. You don't belong here."
CORDELIA IS A GREAT PERSON TO BE AROUND, BUT THERE IS SOMETHING SCARY ABOUT HER. She smiles, chats, and seems to get along with just about anyone be it in a casual or teamwork environment, as if she was made to be your friend. It's not all fake, of course - she is genuinely a nice person when not provoked. However, it's slightly off-putting when you're talking to her, you've known her for years, and suddenly you realise you don't even know her favourite colour, or her last name, or if she'd had any pets. In all your interactions, the one thing that you know definitively about her is the simmering fire in her eyes, the heat in her words.
People don't consciously notice, but she is extremely closed off. She has a hard heart and rarely shows drastic emotions; it's nigh impossible to intimidate her or coerce her into anything she doesn't want to, even under threat of death. Personal details are never revealed to the casual acquaintance, though with her nice exterior, nobody is aware of this trait. It isn't a surprise that with all the subtle hiding she does, she is an incredibly flawless liar.
Once provoked, however, she becomes a completely different entity, tolerating zero crap and giving out a whooping to whoever's looking for it. Her true spirit comes out; a fierce fire burns within her, forged by the many, many years of her past where fighting was the only way forward, where the simple hint of faltering would have others at her throat. Her sharp tongue knows no bounds in scathing comments or reprimands, lashing out and biting deep with a crack, like a whip cutting into skin.
It's that same past that fashioned her into the best of the best, the top of her class in nearly any subject. She is a high-functioning workaholic who values education and study over her own well-being, and as a result, she is an awfully quick learner, almost frightfully, and has a very strong self-study ability. Pressure cannot break her tough, driven self, and it was in this way that she was able to learn college level courses starting in middle school.
She has high expectations, always demanding herself to go above and beyond her physical boundaries, often resulting in days of fatigue and depression which she still slogs through with her goals in mind. It's as if she doesn't realise she's hurting herself - she doesn't know it, but she definitely needs someone to teach her how to unwind. She's forgotten how to do it by herself.
Having gone through so much to get where she is, she despises those who haven't worked hard to earn their positions but still flaunt themselves as deserving. However, she does recognise competence, and she respects the other diligent people of her caliber. If someone is genuinely better than her, and has achieved their position through effort, she will have praise for them as well as a desire to work harder so she can be at their level.
─────────────────── H I S T O R Y ───────────────────
"I worked for my throne. All you pretenders with your pretty faces and false
crowns? Kneel."
TO STAND OUT WAS NO EASY FEAT. Everyone fought tooth and nail to be on top of their schoolwork and on top of their classes. After all, your entire life depends on how you do in school. Get a bad grade or two, and you're knocked out of the competition, completely left in the dust, alone to choke on scraps.
Universities only looked at the first five or so of each school, and Cordelia was determined to succeed. If she didn't, her whole life up to this point, her parents' and teachers' efforts, and all the money spent on her education, would have meant nothing.
Starting from elementary, she was already behind. Nobody was stupid enough to rely only on school, and everyone already had their pre-school years to get a head start. If you didn't take at least five supplementary classes, you've already failed. Better drop out and go train for manual work or sports if you really want another chance.
So, with her parents' help, she fought. Countless battles and endless wars, cutting through piles and stacks of papers, practice problems, mental training. When she wasn't at school, she was in another classroom. She ate lunch with textbooks in hand. Dinner passed in car rides to auxiliary classes that would last late into the night. Home was only a place for sleep, and that only lasted a couple of hours.
The years took tolls on her, as they did on her classmates. By the end of elementary, many were bowing out from pressure, leaving school with cracked psyches and in shambling tears. Cordelia came very close to that line - nights would pass with her staring at endless waves of paper, tears staining the ink and pencil shavings, wondering where everything went so wrong. Maybe she would do better not going to a university.
At one point she got so sick she couldn't move, her head all stuffed with cotton and she wanting nothing more than to leave the world. Yet, still, her parents supported her and drove her through. Slowly, she learned to manage the pressure.
In the end - she remained. She was one of the strong ones.
That didn't mean the war was over. Even with far less kids, middle school was an entire world up from elementary. No free time. Passing time between classes was spent reviewing notes. Bathroom breaks were often accompanied by a textbook. Lunchtime dwindled to minutes to make space for more studying.
Her parents allowed her one activity to "relax", under the condition that she would become an expert at it. So she did - she chose the violin, and she did not disappoint her parents; she has cut and bled for this "hobby", and has the callouses and faint scars to show for it.
At the end of middle school, beginning of high school, she was finally at the top of her classes. Almost. Even with all her effort, she wavered between the first three places. But it was enough for her to apply to the best high schools in the world, institutions with even more rigorous programs.
Somehow, perhaps through a mix up of acceptance letters and transport, she ended up at Avalon. It had to be a mistake. She knew it was. She couldn't be... here. The people here weren't even human!
But. There was no way back. She'd already lost precious time getting here. No matter, she thought to herself. She would work with this. She could adapt. The goal of university was just over the horizon.
Thus, Cordelia Lennox takes her first steps into Avalon High.
───────────────── A P P E A R A N C E ─────────────────
"Don't like how I look? Darling. Get this: the world doesn't revolve around you."
CORDELIA IS MEH BY HUMAN STANDARDS. She sports a rather wiry frame, evidence of her childhood that desperately lacked any form of physical exercise, and a medium build, slightly taller than the average of her age. Blazing red hair falls from her head, spilling across her shoulders and unfurling just beneath her pointed face, the rest of it cascading down her back like a river of lava. It contrasts against her pale skin, another sign of a home-centric life, which contrasts again against her deep green eyes.
Having a rather weak composition, she is sensitive to either extremes in temperature, and prefers to stay inside and remain inert and studying over active and moving about. She can be often found wearing a loose, oversized hoodie, one either with a high collar snug around her neck, or one with a deep hood she likes to pull over her head.
─────────────── M I S C E L L A N E O U S ───────────────"I will fight, I will cry, I will shoulder the very world. But in the end - mark my
words - I will succeed."
LIKES
- Reading
- Learning new things
- Seizing opportunities
- Violin
- Problem solving
- Working together with people
DISLIKES
- Having nothing to do
- Baseless show-offs
- People who intentionally try to be scary/hurtful
- Overly sweet foods
STRENGTHS
- Very advanced in the natural/social sciences and maths
- Working as part of a team
- Quick thinker
- Working under extreme pressure
- Not giving in to intimidation
- Adaptive
WEAKNESSES
- Blunt
- Physically frail
- Bright lights/places (e.g. can't stand to be outside on a sunny day for more than a few minutes)
- Closed off
- Needs help but won't let people help her
- Depressive episodes
- Competitive
- Prideful
FEAR
- Failure. Any hint of it will send her into a spiral of depression and panic
RELATIONSHIPS
- Open!
- She needs help. She needs help. She needs help before she destroys herself.

Luca
Middle name:
Ezra
Last name:
James
Nicknames:
Ezra or Lu
"I know i'm a handful, but that's why you got two hands"
Genders:
Male
Pronouns:
He/him
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Relationship;
Open
Age:
15
DOB:
April 22nd
History(5+ sentences):
Lu was born in and then sent off to an orphanage. While he was there he made tons of friends. He soon found out why they were so nice to him, so he ran away. While he was run he came across Avalon High and he has been here ever since. With him not knowing his parents he doesn't know his species.
Personality:
Lu is very quiet and often found when you don't need to find him. Although he is very shy he is also very fun to be around and opens up when he is talking to close friends. Don't let his cute and shy personality shock you because he is still a demon when it comes to bullies.
Appearance:

Face claim:
Unknown
Likes:
flowers
animals
sleeping
cooking
cleaning
sun
yellow
pastels
hugggs

𝙼𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎: N/A
𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎: Black
𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜: Witch
𝙰𝚐𝚎: 17
𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢: September 23rd
𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛: Cisgender female
𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: She/Her/hers
𝚂𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: Bisexual
𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 5'7
𝚆𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 140 lbs
𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: Vanessa grew up in an area where it was expected to keep a knife in your pocket. She's had trouble adjusted to the security of Avalon High. She can barley sleep at night with all the memories she has, she spends lots of her time reading and writing to try to push her memories away.
𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜: Bats (the animal and the weapon), food, boba
𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜: Being told to calm down, going to bed early, trust
𝙵𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜: Death
𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑𝚜: Manipulation
𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜: Controlling her emotions, falling in love
𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: Unknown
𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: Unknown
𝙿𝚎𝚝 (𝚜): A secret fruit bat, Joey
𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛: Black and white
𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕: Fruit bats
𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜: The forest
𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐: Repeat Grace Vanderwaal
𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍: Tacos
𝙷𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢: She prefers to keep that to herself..
𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: Single
𝚉𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗: Capricorn
𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: Has a casual goth style


𝙷𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢: When Vanessa was 12 she was put in an orphanage but made the stupid decision to run away with her best friend Joey. They traveled a lot and were very hungry most of the time but managed. Vanessa found herself falling for Joey and she was too. One day when Vanessa woke up Joey wasn't there and she hasn't seen her since. Every night Vanessa gets nightmares of Joey, she even named her Bat after her but she still feels guilty.
𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎: she has light brown hair. and dark brown eyes. She's mixed and her skin is a light caramel. She often dyes her hair, it currently has bleached curls. she's usually wearing one of her many tang tops and sweatpants, and combat boots for kicking people. she doesn't wear any jewelry besides a black choker and a friendship bracelet Joey gave her. Sometimes when her hair isn't cooperating she wears a bandana.

Name: Poppy,
Age: 17,
Gender: Female,
Sexuality- Bi,
Looks: Light blonde hair down to her waist that’s slightly curled. Bright green eyes soft facial features. Pointed ears that peak through her hair. She is usually seen wearing a dress or skirt of some kind. She has freckles scattered across her face. Does not wear any makeup except a lip gloss. Small but normal human size. (Can’t insert a photo)
Personality: She is quite and soft but gets surprisingly energetic. Very happy and bright, and is very positive very friendly. She likes to paint and read in her free time. She is always open to making new friends. She laughs very easily even if the joke is not that funny. One word to describe her is bubbly.
Skills: Flying, and magic.
Likes: People, the out doors, pretty dresses, and laughing.
Dislikes: Fighting, hurting someone’s feelings, being scared, and slow walkers.
History: She had an older sister growing up who basically raised her because her parents were always out. Once her sister left home she was pretty lonely even though she grew up in a small community of fairies. There was no one her age, so her parents suggested that she went to school outside the community. She was a little hesitant at first but they finally convinced her to go to this school.
Clothing styles: Cottage core.

|Name- Bastian
|Age- 20
|Gender- Male
|Sexuality- Asexual, panromantic
|Crush- x
|Appearance-

Human Appearance: (view spoiler)
|Face Claim- Marlon Brando
|Personality- Vague and confused. He's not fully formed when it comes to opinions of the world, but he is very curious and is often distracted by new things even occasionally mid-conversation. He is bright spirited however and up for anything, he feels hardly any shame, and once his mind is put to something he is relentless and difficult to sway.
|Skills- 1) Not dying (can be pulled apart by something strong but by the magic binding will draw the parts together over a few seconds). 2) He has excellent senses for vibrations and sound due to being just bones. 3) Pretty strong, no muscles but the magic keeps him "fit without the gym".
|Likes- Swearing, exploring, and trying to pet all the pets.
|Dislikes- Food (disappointing), loud music or noise (vibrates and echoes inside his bones), and the ocean (yes yes, he doesn't breathe, but it's spooky down there).
|History- Has flashbacks of his living-life, but are usually triggered by meaningful things. He believes he was brought back to life by a necromancer as a test body guard with the promise that he'd be given a second chance at life when his job was over. Instead the necromancer disappeared within a month, leaving him to the next kin, their Aunt Ulla, who sent him to school because he was "a fool boy". The truth is he was a living man who was cursed by a witch testing their skills (he doesn't know), and sometimes the spell weakens and he has flesh/skin appear, but never when he would notice.
|Clothing Style- A long robe is typically the only thing that can stay on his body, unless he wears overalls or something that hangs off his shoulders in a similar way.
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Full Name: Marina (No last name)
Nickname: Mar, Rina, Ri
Gender: Female (F)
Age: 16
Birthday: August 9th
Place of Birth: N/A
The love in our Shiver flows strong and deep, leaving us with memories to treasure and keep.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
Height: 6 foot
Weight: 144 lbs
Body Type: Slender, hourglass
Skin: Gentle blue with white patches
Eyes: Pale Blue
Hair: Black (Appears blue) and long down to her waist, kept up in traditional Onac style.
Scars: A few on her legs and arms from fights between Shivers.
Tattoos: None
Species: Onac - Onac are a humanoid species, they are capable of breathing underwater as well as growing a long tail. They appear similar to humans, but with shark like qualities. Fins protrude from their skulls, their ears are slightly pointed, and they possess gills along the jaw and temporal bone. With generally longer necks and slender frames, they have a color range of grays, blues, and blacks.
FAMILY RELATIONSHIPS
Mother: Mira (F)~ 57
Relationship with Mother: Marina has a good relationship with her mother and they used to spend a lot of time to together since she was a role model in Marina's younger life.
Father: Caspian (M)~ 60
Relationship with Father: Since male Onac don't stay in the Shiver (a group of Onac) Marina never met her father and from what her mother has told her she has no interest in meeting him.
Sibling 1#: Wade (M)~ 17 1/2
Relationship with Siblings 1#: Marina used to spend a lot of time with her older brother but when he turns 19 he will be joining her father so she has on purpose emotionally detached herself from him.
Sibling 2#: Malik (F)~ 13
Relationship with Siblings 2#: Malik is the sibling Marina spends the most time with, since she is a female and the females stay with the Shiver, they are quite close.
Sibling 3#: Kai (M)~ 10
Relationship with Siblings 3#: Similar to Wade, Marina spends time with Kai but as he comes closer to the age of 19 she will again emotionally detach herself from him.
Relationship with other relatives: Having been in the Shiver for most of her life Marina is very close with all the females, and most of them are related. The males tend to stay together in another Shiver much farther away and Marina has only met a few of them.
Being part of a Shiver means you are a part of something very wonderful. It means you will love and be loved for the rest of your life.
SOCIAL RELATIONSHIPS
Sexual Orientations: Heterosexual
Romantically Involved: No
Spouse: None
Children: None
Friends: TBD
Allies: TBD
Enemies: TBD
My Shiver is a home that never leaves.
PERSONAL CHARACTERISTICS
Physical Strengths: Marina's physical strengths include she is an amazing swimmer, and quiet agile. She has strong powerful legs, excellent hearing, smell, sight, and taste, and touch.
Physical Weaknesses: Marina isn't as built for land making her more self conscious. She also has to take more time to transition from being in the water to being on land.
Mental Strengths: Marina is determined and this can be seen in how she works and spends her time, when she starts something she never stops half way through and doesn't let others tell her she'll fail. Loyal to the people she trusts and feels protection towards is something in her Shiver she was known for. She is calm and often more relaxed when in the water, she can think through and out of hard situations when in this state. Being very forgiving Marina rarely holds a grudge and this often ends up with her brushing off anything that has hurt her.
Mental Weaknesses: She can't be alone for to long, or she will start to feel a weight that she isn't needed in her gut. When in the shiver she is always needed and when she isn't shown that in can cause her to panic. Being a perfections it quite dangerous for her, if she isn't able to do something first try she get flustered and irritable.
When I'm lost or forgotten, I know that the Shiver will forever be there to love and protect me.
EMOTIONAL CHARACTERISTICS
Listener or Talker? Listener
How long does it take for them to trust others? Being in such a close group for a long time, Marina takes a bit longer to trust other species and prefers not to.
Do they hold grudges? Not often
Do they like larger groups of people? If it's her Shiver then yes, other wise no.
Introvert or Extrovert? Ambivert
What makes them mad? Happy? Sad? For Marina she is happiest with the Shiver and in the water, and finds herself more shy and detached when away from them. This can make her either sad or depressed, which has happened to past Onac.
Who they have any biases or prejudices? Not often
What do they think of love? For the Onac love is temporary and she has little interest in it at the moment.
Do they think of self sacrifice? Anything for the Shiver, but other wise rarely.
Who is the most important person in their life? Her mother
Who is the person they respect most? Who do they despise most? She respects her mother most out of anyone and has a few other Onac her age in her Shiver she hates.
HISTORY
The Onac are a secretive species who aren't even recorded in myth or history books/stories, they have been seen on one or two occasions in history and by human's small standards considered 'sirens.' Marina was born into one of their many Shivers, these shivers consist of around 100+ adult female, and their children (pups). Male Onac are ordered by the females to leave and join a male only Shiver at the age of 19, which will happen in a year or two to Marina's older brother Wade. Her youngest sibing Kai will have the same fate, and perhaps join his brother and father's Shivers.
Marina was born to Mira and Caspian, since the Onac don't do last names and run through a list of first names Marina shares her name with at least 7 other Onac in other Shivers. She is the second born after her older brother Wade, who she has begun to emotionally detach herself from for Onac tradition. Never meeting her father has show to mean nothing in her daily life and she doesn't feel she ever needs to meet him. It is the same with the others in her Shiver, females out rank males and have higher standards.
Having been in her Shiver for most of her life, Marina feels like an out cast on the surface world and isn't strong on her legs quite yet. If she were to make friends it would be with the sirens or mermaids/mermen, but only a few of those species have ever met an Onac. Since they are quite protective of each other and avoid contact with other species. Having been chosen as the first surface world scout in over 2000 years, Marina was sent to the academy to observe and learn from the surface people.
OUTFITS
|Species- Empath
|Name- Tyler Peters
|Age- 17
|Gender- Male
|Sexuality- Gay
|Crush- ((OPEN!!))
|Appearance-
|Face Claim- N/A
|Personality- A lot can be said of Tyler Asher Peters, but most know that above all else he's sentimental and responsive. Of course, he's also romantic, compassionate, and balanced, but they're less prominent and often intertwined with being negativistic as well.
His sentimentality though is what he's most popular for. Friends tend to count on this and his organization skills when they're in need of support.
Nobody's perfect of course and Tyler has a share of darker sides to deal with too. His petty nature, Depressed Episodes along with his Anxiety episodes and anger cause plenty of grievances and reach all around.
Fortunately, his responsiveness is there to lift spirits when needed.
Tyler is very shy when you meet him. Don't push him, you just might pull him into an Anxiety attack. Just talk in a calm and soothing voice.
If someone yells or raises their voice he tends to put his headphones in and put his hoodie up. Depending on the day, if it's an Anxiety day or a depressing day. You need to help him get through the day.
|Skills- Stealth he can pickpocket without fail but he can get caught easily
|Likes- Dark Colors, Rain, Cloudy Days, Ice Tea
|Dislikes- Bright Colors, Sunny Days, Coffee
|History- Tyler was born in Lebanon, Kansas, he was loved by his mother, when he was two his mother died, they didn't know what killed her. After the funeral, his dad went drinking. Tyler couldn't do anything. When he turned 15, he started self-harming himself, he was diagnosed with depression and Anxiety from all the trauma he has endured from his past. He was sent to a Pych ward in Lawrence for being Gay, after a month of conversion therapy. He managed to convince them that he was straight, they sent him home, within a week he was almost beaten to death by his father.
|Clothing Style- Long-sleeved shirt and ripped jeans. Beanies
The Last four are optional!
|Birthday- July 1st
|Zodiac- Cancer
|Theme Song- Any NF song