Character Creation

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[Basics]
Name- John Booker Routledge
Age- 18
Place of Birth: Unknown
Date of Birth: Unknown [07/23]
Gender- Male
Sexuality- Bisexuality
Species- Renfreden
(If human) Tribe/People Group: Chrysos 
[Appearance]
Image- 
Description Picture Provided
[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- John B is a loyal and caring friend, he is protective and out-going. He is kind and friendly to most people, although he can be quite rude to the people he despises. He is emotional and gets angry fast, especially when people he cares about are involved. Just like JJ, he normally doesn't have the safest plan as the first option but goes for the more dangerous plan. His main goal is to find his father, which gets him into a lot of trouble. John B is smart, but sometimes he has stupid or weird ideas that don't seem to make sense at all, like when he had the idea to throw a rock at the motion censor lights which obviously was not helpful at all.
Likes- Surfing//Treasure Hunting//Talking With friends 
Dislikes- Rick People//Crowds//His father
Strengths- Stealth and Agility
Weaknesses- Family and Emotions
[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)- John B is eighteen years old and grew up as a Pogue on the poor side of Outer Banks, also known as The Cut. In the intro, John Booker Routledge explains that he grew up as an only child and was raised by his father. His mother bailed to Colorado when he was three years old. Nine months prior to the Pilot, John B's father went missing at sea and was presumed dead, but his body was never found. John B remains convinced however that his father is still alive. He had been living with his uncle following his father's disappearance, but his uncle left 3 months prior to the pilot to build houses in Mississippi.
[Other]
Student studying Art

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“Lights they flicker and the candles glitter
Like you're in a thriller, heart goes pound, pound, pound
Ghostly figures, they can get so bitter
Sure you want to enter? You can turn back now”

Basics:
Name-
First [Sephtis]
Middle [Grace]
Last [Black]
Preferred Name [Seth]
Nicknames [-]
Birth-
Birth Date [December 21st]
Birthplace [New York, NY]
Age [19]
Sex [Female]
Gender [Demiboy]
Pronouns [They/He]
Stats-
*Rating 1-10, 10 being highest, 1 being lowest.
Speed [8]
Strength [5]
Intelligence [Street Smarts (6), Textbook Smarts (7)]
Stealth [8]
Charisma [6]
Stamina [10]
Agility [7]
Accuracy [9]
Patience [6]
Details Specific to Character-
Languages [Common]
Pets [Edgar (A crow with obsidian feathers and glittering golden eyes.)]
Occupation [Psychology Student, part time job in an on-campus café.]
Residence [Zuko Academy]
Playlist-
Name [Staring at the Ceiling]
- Haunted House
- Dance in the Dark
- I Shot Cupid
- Bombs Away
- Champion
- HUSHH
- Witch Hunt
- HORROR MOVIES
- LOSER
- PINKY PROMISE
Details Specific to Setting-
Species [Aleron]
Major [Psychology]

“You don't, you don't know where I've been
What's going on inside, where
The monsters like to come alive, come alive
Do you really wanna know me?
I'm really not that cozy
It's up to you so you decide, you decide”

Appearance:
General-
Image
[]
Description [A very small boy, with Red-Winged Blackbird wings. Wings:

He has pale skin that contrasts with the black and dark red-orange of his wings. He’s five feet tall, and 106 lbs. He has a muscular build, but he’s still thin. His hair is a deep, shiny black that matches the feathers on his wings. Deep brownish-gold eyes display a range of emotions, where the rest of his face can appear flat, and lifeless.]
Clothing-
Style [Crowcore]
Top 3 Outfits
[

]
Weapons
[

The knives are tucked into his clothing in different places, one of the axes is typically strapped to his back, and the others are stowed in different areas of his room.]

“Could you love me at my worst
'Til the coffin's in the dirt?
Or try to break me like a curse?
You know that will never work
I'm a little bit absurd
I like dancing on the verge
Anyone can love a pretty little mansion”

Personality:
In a Nutshell-
[Seth is a quietly chaotic boy. He has a dark sense of humor, dark music taste, and just generally likes things that are of a dark aesthetic or style. On the flip side of that, he often acts like an angel. He’s a carefully contained person, and he maintains control almost all the time. When he does break, however, he causes mayhem and destruction everywhere he goes until he gets a hold on himself again. Generally speaking, he never returns to any place he’s been before, and he never goes back to any place he’s trashed.
He’s afraid almost constantly. Afraid, or depressed. Those are the only two emotions he can really feel anymore, and he clings to them, terrified of what he might become should he stop experiencing emotion altogether. So he does his little act until it gets to be too much for him, he has a breakdown (silent or otherwise), and leaves.]
Traits-
Positive Traits [Steady, hard-working, cautious, gentle, polite, curious, sweet, strong self-control, patient.]
Negative Traits [Loses control more and more frequently, rages occasionally, overly contained, over cautious, anxious, depressed.]
Strengths [Good listener, good at working with people, strong, especially in his upper body, fast in the air, light on his feet.]
Weaknesses [Self-criticizing, can’t take criticism, can’t delegate, too detail oriented, can’t say ‘no’, can’t ask for help, has to use a cane to walk.]
Habits [Smokes, overspends, taps his foot when he’s anxious, flutters his wings when he feels trapped, tilts his head when he’s confused.]
Hobbies [Art, writing, world building, baking, drama.]
Preferences-
Likes [Ice cream, chocolate, rain, lightning, cats, trees, tea, butterflies, books, heat.]
Dislikes [Cold, being alone, loud noises, seafood, math, snobs, holes in socks.]
Phobias [Snakes, needles, being alone, social interactions, authority figures.]
Favorites
[Book- A Court of Silver Flames
Movie- None.
Type of Person- Someone who will challenge him mentally. Intelligent people that he can have in-depth conversations with.
Place- In the trees above the lower platform of the Aleron colony, where he can watch over the younglings, and maybe catch any that were dropped too early.
Color- Red, brown, orange. Autumn colors. But the darker versions.
Song- Haunted House, by Neoni.
Food- Watermelon.]

“But could you love a
A haunted, haunted house?
Oh, could you love me now?
A haunted, haunted
I'm a haunted house
A haunted, haunted house
If you're too scared, get out
A haunted, haunted
I'm a haunted house”

History:
In a Nutshell-
[He was born into a nice home, to an upper level family. When he was young, his mother played with him, and his father tried to teach him how to fly. For a long time, he simply couldn’t. When it became apparent that he would not be able to use his wings for a long time, due to a condition he was born with that made his hollow bones easy to break, and his muscles weak, his family was ashamed. They refused to talk to him until he could use his little wings, and he just couldn’t. He hadn’t grown enough yet.
After about a month of waiting, when he was six, his mother pushed him off the edge of the upper platform. Terrified, he fell down, down to the lower level. He hit several branches on the way down, which may have saved his life. Slowed his momentum. He hit the ground hard. He was conscious for a short while, saw his broken body, then passed out from the pain. His legs had been broken in several places, and his right wing had been dislocated at the shoulder.
He woke up a couple of days later to excruciating pain, and when he went to shred the fabric holding his legs in a certain position, a gentle hand stopped him. He looked up to meet the soft eyes of an older child, who had found him, and essentially put him back together.
They looked after each other for years. Too short a time for him. At the end of those years, he found his rescuer’s body on the forest floor, taken down by hunters. It took him several more years to even be able to function on his own, to stop self-starving and harming.
A crow made an appearance in the trees around where he was hiding out. It would simply sit there, stare at him. Eventually, it started bringing him gifts. Small shiny things, little bits of food. Eventually, Seth held out his hand towards the small bird. It looked at him warily for a moment, then pressed itself against his hand. Their bond slowly grew stronger, and now they’re almost inseparable.
To pass the time, he wrote. Unbeknownst to him, one of his stories had been sent to Zuko Academy, and he got a letter a bit later saying that despite his lack of a highschool education, he would receive a full scholarship due to his writing, should he decide he wanted to go to school there.
Wanting to further recover, he accepted, and has been residing in the school dormitories for about a month now. He still visits the lower platform, though. He’s a sort of protector for the younglings there.]

“Broken windows and a warning scribbled on my walls
Saying that you better turn around
Wouldn't be the first to try to burn me down
Your move, you choose”

Relationships:
Familial-
Biological Mother [Esmeralda Angela Black, no current relationship. Not in the picture.]
Biological Father [Marcellus King Black, no current relationship. Not in the picture.]
Parent(s) [Daiana Forrest, the female that saved him. Deceased.]
Sister(s) [None.]
Brother(s) [None.]
Other-
Significant Other [Potential lover- Claimed by Ollie- Aenon Styx]
Friends [None yet.]
Rivals [Claimed by Ollie- Aenon Styx]
Enemies [None yet.]
Allies [None yet.]
If interested, ask! :3
Relationship Relevant Information-
Gender [Male.]
Sexuality [Gay.]
Age [19]

“Could you love me at my worst
'Til the coffin's in the dirt?
Anyone could love a pretty little mansion”

[Oliver]

Name - Aenon Luka Styx
Age - 18
Height - 5’5
Weight - 120
Place of birth - palace of cordelian city
Date of birth - 3/18/2004
Gender - male
Pronouns - he/him
Sexuality - gay
Species - cordelian

Appearance description - a small, lightweight boy who is quite compact. He is quite thin at his waist and chest, his ribs showing through his skin, his hips are quite wide compared to the rest of his body. He has a mermaid-like beauty that contrasts with the features that resemble that of a shark. He has a shark-like fin on his back, and a large tail used to help propel him through the water at high speeds. His teeth are sharp, and his jaw is very strong, capable of crushing through the bones of fish and tearing the flesh of his prey, despite all of this he is quite docile, and prefers to only eat small fish and squid. He has wide, bright gold eyes, and small, slit pupils, that dilate when he sees the people he loves and trusts. His skin is smooth, and a deep blue, with multiple white patches that are scattered like freckles and birthmarks. He can appear quite stoic most of the time, but as soon as he trusts someone, they're in for a whole other personality.

He wears clothes on land, but underwater he wears more traditional and royal garments, adorned with silver and gems.

Personality - he has a sharp tongue, and will say things without a second thought. He has issues with trusting people and tries way too hard to stand out and impress his mother, which he almost always fails at. He loves hunting playfully, and exploring, and you'll find him most commonly outside palace grounds, since he isn't bound there despite being a prince. he can be cold towards others, but as soon as he opens up he is kind, and a caring person who will put you before himself, and can be quite playful and witty. he can also be sassy, and sarcastic.
Strengths - sport fishing, swimming
Weaknesses - hot and dry climates, and small spaces
Habits - doesn't think before he speaks, growls when he is angry or flustered
Hobbies - sport fishing, exploring, composing music and playing the harp, singing
Likes - fish, squid, quiet places
Dislikes - loud noises, his mother

backstory (due to change if needed) -
He comes from the royal family that has ruled over cordelian city for many centuries. He is the only son (currently, may change) and is shadowed by his sisters, whom the queen favors and will naturally be her successors once they come of age. Being male, he is unable to rule the kingdom, and doesn't have a place in the palace, other than to look pretty and be a figurehead. He resents this, and spends most of his time off of palace grounds, longing for the world above and wishing he could run away and never return.
His mother had despised him for as long as he can remember.
She had always been this way, but not to her "precious" daughters whom she loved so dear. They were always congratulated and praised for the smallest of things, while everything he did would not nearly be as good or receive the same words his mother had said about his siblings' work. A terrible parental figure such as her had only destroyed his self confidence, and his ability to love and trust others. 
During one of the various hunting competitions, his fellow cordelians would snicker at him and call him names. Typically gladiators and strong cordelians would join the hunt, but he was deemed "too feminine" to hunt by his peers, and they believed he would fail at catching anything. He proceeded to prove them wrong by hunting one of the 5 deadly beasts of the sea. He was praised for this by many, but he did it to seek approval by his mother, who had been sitting in the audience. As he scanned the crowd, he looked into her eyes, begging her to say something kind. But she simply rolled her eyes and turned away, "these games are of no interest to me."
As she left, his heart sank like a stone. There was nothing he could do or say that would be good enough to please her. And all he would ever be was just another pretty face to own the Stix family name.

[Oliver]

appearance: aenon stix reference
https://photos.app.goo.gl/4DUcTcqeFn4...

appearance: style references
https://photos.app.goo.gl/UgUH4voSLR2...
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https://photos.app.goo.gl/828GNJeAw9a...

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[Basics]
Name- Malice Tvora Black
Age- 16
Place of Birth: Tarque Territory
Date of Birth: March 18th
Gender- Female
Sexuality- Pansexual
Species- Human
(If human) Tribe/People Group: Tarque

“No doors exist on my fortress
The only entrance is the one I bear
You're nothing more than a temptress
I fell victim to a heartless snare”

[Appearance]
Image-

Description- 5’6, and 145 lbs. She is a tad above average as far as height goes, and has a pretty average build. She has pale skin, and deep blue eyes that match her long hair. She has a tattoo of an anchor with a snake winding around it on her upper left arm. Hidden within the scale pattern of the snake are a number of semicolons. She usually has her hair down, or up in a simple ponytail, to keep it out of her face. Although when she plans on doing anything active, she has it up in a braid, or a bun.

“Burn the bitch down
I never will cross that bridge again
I cannot trust you easily
Or think that I'm the only one”

[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- Malice is a competitive, creative, and incredibly self-driven individual. She sets her own pace in whatever she does, though her perfectionism pushes her to strive to be the best she can be, and simply the best in general. She’s a fast learner, very intelligent. Her competitive nature can be a hindrance sometimes, rather than a help. She loves to fight, and she loves to win. Whether it’s physical, mental, or verbal, she’s always up for a little contest or game.
Though she appears to have it all together (and sometimes she does), it’s complete and utter chaos in her brain. She trusts no one, is constantly afraid of not being good enough, or not giving enough. She doesn’t let anyone close, isolates. And as an incredibly interaction reliant person, she struggles with that. That chaotic energy generated by fear is part of what pushes her to present herself as perfect.
Likes- Fire, fighting, controlled chaos, storms, the dark.
Dislikes- Sleeping, eating, taking care of herself in general. Needles, dogs, fish, being alone.
Strengths- Fast, flexible, incredibly intelligent. She has good control, physical and mental.
Weaknesses- Lacking in people skills, patience, physical strength, unable to rely on others.

“I never let people in
And I have you to remind me why
So, baby, burn the bitch down
I never will cross that bridge again
I'd rather drown”

[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)- She was born to a single mother in the Tarque treetop city. They got along fine, held each other up. Malice went to work when she was eight, claiming that she was twelve. Even that age was pushing it, but she was allowed to work for a young scientist working with birds, learning about their structure, the way they move, the way they communicate, etc. She was hired as a cleaning lady. Shortly after that, she discovered her love of fire… that job didn’t last long.
She got a series of jobs, moving through them relatively quickly as she got bored or screwed up. As she got older, she was able to hold a position for longer and longer. One day, she came home to find her mother’s body on the floor. She wasn’t breathing. There was bruising all over her, and signs of other abuse before and even after her death.
Blinded with rage, Malice sat by her mother’s body, and screamed. Screamed until the neighbors came running, screamed as they pulled her own small form away from the place that had begun to smell like death. Just before being dragged out of the building, she spotted a shadow moving in the corner of her eye. She was dead certain it was the person who had killed her mother. She is still hunting him, and is trying to make it through high school quickly, so she can get into college courses on tracking, investigating, psychology, etc.

[Paimon]

(Made on docs, formatting and all. Pencil sketch courtesy of Ollie.)

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1y...

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[Basics]
Name- Lyra Feir Moon
Age- 17
Place of Birth:
Date of Birth: December 8th
Gender- Female
Pronouns- she/her
Sexuality- Asexual
Species: Renfreden
*Rating 1-10, 10 being highest, 1 being lowest.
Ground Speed [8]
Strength [5]
Intelligence [Street Smarts (5), Textbook Smarts (8)]
Stealth [9]
Charisma [3]
Stamina [8]
Agility [7]
Accuracy [7]
Patience [8]

[Appearance]
Image-

Description (Optional if Image is Provided, 3+ Sentences)- She’s small and wiry, she has light brown hair, and white eyes. Her right eye has a scar over it. She wears a multi layered red cloak with a moth wing design on it, and two fake moth antennas on the hood. Under that she wears a dark long sleeve shirt and dark pants. She’s filed her nails into points so that they’re sharp, and she wears a couple simpler silver band rings and a silver chain necklace with a white crescent moon on it.

[Personality]
Description- She’s not one of the mute Renfreden so she can speak, but like all non-mute Renfreden she never does out of respect for her community. Because of this she’s often mistaken for shy. She is not and she’s not afraid to stand up to anyone who opposes her. While she’s not super strong she’s strong enough to punch you in the face. She plays violin as she loves the music it makes, rarely anyone spots her playing it though. She is a good listener and will listen to you ramble about basically anything. She also rarely shows her expression so it can sometimes be hard to guess how she feels.

Likes- Music (specifically music with the violin), birds, winter, clear night skies.
Dislikes- Hot temperatures, sudden loud noises, pushy people,.
Strengths- Speed, violin, good listener, good hearing, illusions
Weaknesses- working with a lot of people, doesn’t often ask for help (not a pun), not super strong
Languages [Hand Language, some common]
Residence [Zuko academy]

[History] She grew up with her parents in a decently populated area so she grew up with quite a few Renfreden, maybe a couple more than is deemed normal. As she practiced her magic she found it worked best with illusions. When she was twelve she started playing instruments and picked the violin. One day a group of raiders attacked their camp and managed to kill her mother and give her a scar over her eye before the other Renfreden drove the raiders off. It was almost startling how quickly her dad shipped her off to the academy afterward. Her theory is that her father never actually wanted her and with her mother gone why bother keeping her around. She didn’t dwell on this very long since she had never liked him very much either. She now goes to the academy and works on her magic and musical practices.

[Oliver]

Name - Edward(Eddy) Cornelius Finch
Age - 19
Height - 5'7
Weight - 141
Place of birth - Northern Chrysos
Date of birth - 9/29/03
Gender - male
Pronouns - he/they
Sexuality - pansexual
Species - Aleron
College student: attends Zuko Academy

Appearance description - an average, slender man with deep brown hair and black eyes. he wears oval, prescription glasses to help him see. he is quite thin and is clearly out of shape, but his wings are strong and able to lift him easily. His wings are speckled brown and black, with grays and reds peppered all over them. They resemble those of a gray-crowned rosy finch.

Appearance reference sheet - 2 images:
https://photos.app.goo.gl/583kqzqDqUp...
https://photos.app.goo.gl/TD5Wcvz2jjT...
Style - 3 images: 
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Personality - quiet, compassionate. He's always seen with his nose in a book, and treats his studies very seriously. He's introverted and has a hard time making friends, but is assertive when he needs to be. He cares deeply about others mental health, and wants to become a therapist so that he can help people with their struggles and help them get through them. He's a good listener, but isn't the best at speaking to others. He's also kind, generous, and loyal to his friends.

Strengths - reading, writing, psychology, science, philosophy.
Habits - bounces his leg or taps the table he's sitting at. Can get extremely anxious while around large crowds.
Hobbies - reading, writing, drawing.
Likes - coffee, tea, butter cookies (the ones that come in those tins)
Dislikes - loud noises, messy work laces, bullies.

backstory - at a young age, he had always been in love with books. Story books, philosophy, encyclopedias, dictionaries. He fills his mind with knowledge as much as he can. He was born into a poor family, raised on scraps and grain. When he came of age, like most fledglings, he was kicked out of his home and forced to look for work. He would wander the streets of Northern Chrysos alone, young and vulnerable, when one day he found a library. a beautiful place that caught his attention and curiosity, he decided to take a look inside. He became obsessed with the place, and would spend all his hours reading every book he could. He was taken in by the librarian there, she adopted him as his own. She was a human, from the Tarque tribe, and had lived in Chrysos for a very long time, and was knowledgeable and caring. She raised him like a mother would, and paid for him to go to college so that he could major in phycology, which he loved so much. He has always been grateful for her kindness, and respects her and loves her.

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[Basics]
Name- Acadia Styx
Age- 19
Place of Birth: Unknown
Date of Birth: 06/09
Gender- Female
Sexuality- Straight
Species- Cordelian
Student- Collage Student

[Appearance]
Image-

[Personality]
Description- warm, engaging, charismatic, persuasive, and talkative. These personality traits contribute to their status as kings and queens of the social realm. She can quickly read and establish rapport with others. Because of their love for people and formidable social intelligence, she can develop extensive networks of friends, acquaintances, and social connections; they are networkers par excellence. Just seek a breadth of sensory experiences

Likes- Swimming, Water, Fish, Sound of waves
Dislikes- Trees, Sharks, Humans, Cats
Strengths- graceful, agile and strong swimmer
Weaknesses-Tendency to take things too personally
[History]
Description - She was born from royal blood..Well half royal. Her mother was a royal her father a soldier. She was given everything she wanted, but she hated that. So when her mother trained her to be a queen, her father taught her to fight and defend her kingdom. Her mother disapproved of this. So she trained her self in secret.

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[Basics]
Name- Madeline Silver Routledge
Age- 18
Place of Birth: Unknown
Date of Birth: Unknown [07/23]
Gender- Female
Sexuality- Bisexual
Species- Renfreden 
(If human) Tribe/People Group: Chysos
Student / Teacher- Student at the College. 
[Appearance]
 
Image-
Description- Picture Provided
[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- she's intolerant and angry is just the tip of the iceberg. To make matters worse she's also dominating, extreme and cruel, but in an odd way, they're balanced by habits of being faithful 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 dishonesty, but that may just be the nature of the beast. 
Likes- Sunsets//Reading//Music
Dislikes- People//Her father
Strengths- Her Brother
Weaknesses- She has fatigue and Asthenia 

[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)- Same as John B.
She ran away when she was 15 and has been staying with her best friend, he needed all the help he needed. So Madeline has scars from her friends' father and that was the only thing she could help him with. His father was the worst person you will ever meet, She took the beating so he would have the time to escape from the house. She was the sister that he never thought he needed. She saved him countless times and he loved her more than she actually loved her. The Routledge family never cared about her and that was the reason she ran away when she was 15. 
[Other]
JohnB. twin sister.

[Paimon]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1l...

Zia

[★彡[ᴡ ᴀ ꜰ ꜰ ʟ ᴇ ꜰ ʀ ɪ ᴇ ꜱ]彡★]

[Basics]
Name- Miles Styx
Age- 21
Place of Birth: unknown
Date of Birth: 12/25
Gender- male
Sexuality- Gay
Species- Cordelian

Student / Teacher- N/A

[Appearance]
*

[Personality]
Description- the Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Prospecting personality traits. These flexible thinkers enjoy taking an unconventional approach to many aspects of life. They often seek out unlikely paths, mixing willingness to experiment with personal creativity. Although he acts like he is talkative he is not

Likes- Coral, catsfish, His little brother, His little sisters
Dislikes- Coffee, Salt, Pizza, Sushi
Strengths- Logical Thinker · Independent and Original , Abstract and Objective. Loyal.
Weaknesses- tendency to be condescending and critical
[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)-
He is the oldest of all Styx children, Although he will never be king he is a duke. When his little brother was born he didn't think much of it..until the girls were born and things got wild. He was mostly the one to take care of all of them.
[Other]

[Faye, Head Mod]

you need at least 5 sentences in personality and history..

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[Basics]
Name- Evelynn Styx 
Age- 19
Place of Birth: Southern Chrysos
Date of Birth: 09/29/03
Gender- Female
Sexuality- Straight [Ace/Panromontic]
Species- Cordelian
(If human) Tribe/People Group:
Student / Teacher- Attending Zuko Academy. 
[Appearance]
Image-
Human Form- 

Cordelianion Form-
Description (Optional if Image is Provided, 3+ Sentences)- Picture Provided. 
[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- she's adventurous and appreciative. Of course, she's also spontaneous, stable, and trusting, but far less strongly and often mixed with being aggressive as well. Her adventurous nature though is what she's kind of cherished. People often count on this and her modesty whenever they need assistance or help.
Likes- Music//Running//Swimming
Dislikes- Crowds//Yelling//Rules//
Strengths- Running//Fighting//
Weaknesses- Memories//Her mother//Because of all the mental abuse and the physical, she tremors in her hands
[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)-
Evelynn Styx was the oldest daughter of the family and when she was born, she had all the attention when she turned 18, her mother pressured her to be the best version of herself. Her mother constantly pressured Evelynn that it turned to mental abuse and there was a period when Evelynn was diagnosed with Depression and Anxiety at one point. Her mother wasn't having it and started saying that she had to be the best or she would physically abuse her. Now Evelynn does what she is told to stay on her mother's good side and not be disciplined
[Other]

[Xia]

Name- Sailas Gael Barlowe
Age- 21
Place of Birth: Augusta, Maine
Date of Birth: November 15
Gender- Male
Pronouns- He/They
Sexuality- Pansexual
Species- Human
(If human) Tribe/People Group: Tarque
Major- Health and Medicine
[Appearance]
Image- https://www.pinterest.com/pin/9387191...
Description- Sailas is 6 '0 with a strongly built body. He has short, soft, white hair and his hair tends to be kind of messy, but still lays
beautifully on his head. He has pale skin with some scars here and there on his body. He has pretty red-ish orange eyes with long eyelashes. He has three earlobe piercings on both ears and a helix piercing on his right ear. His style tends to be more on the grunge side than anything else.
Clothing- https://www.pinterest.com/pin/1041464...
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[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- Sailas has a good sense of humor and is very sarcastic. He’s outgoing and a little crazy. He thinks respect is earned, he’ll be nice but he’ll treat you the way you treat him; in a sense that if you’re rude to him he’ll be rude to you. He gets obsessed with things or people easily, but he also gets bored easily. Sailas is very extroverted and is excited to talk to everyone and make new friends, some people would describe him as a class clown. He looks for validation from people, more specifically people he likes. He accepts people for who they are and won’t judge people unless they judge him first. Sailas loves nature and being in nature. He loves to be around animals, however there’s only a select few animals he doesn’t like. Sailas is also good at putting himself in others shoes. Some of Sailas’ weaknesses is his extroverted personality, sometimes he acts before reading the situation or he’ll forget to think before he speaks. Another one of his many weaknesses is he tends to expect people to be able to do the things he can or like things he likes such as being as athletic as him, putting himself in others shoes, enjoying music, and loving nature and everything in it.
[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)- Sailas grew up pretty much by himself, before his parents split up he lived in a family of four: his mom, dad, and little sister. His dad was abusive to his mom and him, his dad favored his little sister the most. His dad cheated on his mom and ended up taking his little sister with him to live with this new lady. This all took place when he was pretty young, he didn’t know where they had gone off to so when his mom died, of an unknown illness, he didn’t have anywhere to go and he wasn’t introduced to any of his extended family. For the rest of his life he bounced around from foster home to foster home. During this time he started trying to get people's attention by interrupting the teacher while teaching, making sarcastic comments all the time, etc. He also tended to start fights with others and he was relatively strong so he won most of them. He also started to take things he wanted after people started to take his things. Since there wasn’t a strong government where he grew up everything was fair game and he became strong enough to get those things. During all of this he also picked up some bad habits, the biggest one being drugs. As he got up to around his junior year of high school he started to actually focus on school and cut back on his criminal activities. By the time he graduated he broke most of those old habits but when things got bad for him he would fall back into some of those. Some of these habits he would fall into are: being disruptive in class, stealing, and doing drugs again. He ended up going back to rehab for his addiction before heading to college so he would be clean.
[Other]
Playlist -
Name [Music is cheaper than therapy]:
A Letter To Everyone Who’s Hurt Me - Chandler Leighton
Blame Yourself - Negative 25
THURSDAY - Negative 25
Turning Tables - Adele
Family Line - Conan Gray
Memories - Conan Gray
Words That Don’t Exist - Citizen Soldier
Let You Down - NF
Distance Disturbs Me - Set It Off
The Magic 8 - Set It Off
As Good As It Gets - Set It Off
Punching Bag - Set It Off
WORTHLESS - d4vd
the reason i hate home - Munn
i hate you for this - Munn

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Ryia Part I

“No one cares unless you’re pretty or dying.”

Basics:
Name-
First [Ryia]
Middle [Helen]
Last [Ambrose]
Nicknames [Ry, Ray]
Birth-
Birth Date [November 21st]
Birthplace [Tarque Territory]
Age [24]
Sex [Female]
Gender [Demigirl]
Pronouns [She/They]
Stats-
*Rating 1-10, 10 being highest, 1 being lowest.
Speed [5]
Strength [4]
Intelligence [Street Smarts (7), Textbook Smarts (9)]
Stealth [8]
Charisma [4]
Stamina [7]
Agility [8]
Accuracy [9]
Details Specific to Character-
Pets [A long-hair tortoiseshell cat, named Theo. He’s trained to sit when told, and stay put until Ryia returns to him, and gestures for him to follow. When he sees anyone going in the direction his human had gone, he lets out a loud screech, and claws his way up into a tree, where he waits for her.
He’s been her partner in crime and companion for almost four years now, since he was only a couple of months old. His vibrant green eyes display a wide range of emotions, eerily human-like in nature.]
Occupation [Bounty hunter and collector, along with a part time job as a helper on the Healer’s Platform in Tarque territory. The irony isn’t lost on her.]
Residence [A small arial hut suspended between three towering trees. It has one small bedroom, a kitchen/dining room, a bathroom, and a small closet for storage.]
Details Specific to Setting-
Species [Human]
Tribe [Tarque]

“Note to Self: Just because it pops into my head does NOT mean it should come out of my mouth.”

Appearance:
General-
Image [
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Description [A girl with above average height, 5’7. She has a thin build, though she has some muscle. She’s built for stealth, and for speed, with slightly below average strength. She has ivory hair, and pale grey eyes. Her left eye is slightly clouded- she’s partially blind in that eye. Her pale skin is dusted with freckles, mostly over the bridge of her nose and under her eyes.
She has a bunch of scars all over her body. The fact that even Tarque technology couldn’t prevent the scarring suggests that the wounds were pretty bad. She has burn marks over her left shoulder. These marks aren’t normal scars, though- they have strands of silver laced throughout them, glittering in the sunlight. She has small scars from a knife all over her body- some of which she created herself, and some of which were given to her by another person. The word ‘weak’ is carved into her skin in multiple places, along with little smiley face shaped scars, and stars.
Some of them have tattoos over them, such as a rose outlined over a particularly large scar on her upper arm. The stem curves around her arm, and thorns are all over the place. The flower itself is composed of a collection of jagged lines, with sharp edges. It’s all very sketchy in style. A thin band of swirling black ink circles her upper right thigh.
A pair of black and silver wings are outlined on her back in a mess of sketchy black and silver feathers, drawn by the same person who did her rose. A semicolon tattoo is hidden behind her left ear, typically covered by her hair, or the hood of her cloak. When she puts her hair up, though, it’s visible. In a way, it’s a visible representation of more scars- of the internal sort.]
Clothing-
Style [When she’s working as a hunter, she wears dark colors, and fabrics that won’t hinder her movement. She only really has one outfit for that particular job, and washes it whenever she gets home from a hunt. When she’s taking care of one of those kinds of jobs, she wraps her forearms and in grey fabric, and wears special gloves with protection on the knuckles, and close fitting fingertips, to give her the most use of her hands possible, while still protecting them. For this outfit, see the first picture.
When she’s just hanging out, she has a dark sort of casual wear, comfortable, but not inviting. For this style, just look at the second picture, and use your imagination for any other outfits of a similar aesthetic.
When she’s working on the Healer’s Platform, she wears a much more simple collection of outfits, usually black and white- all of which she keeps clean at all times. See picture 3.]
Top 3 Outfits [


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Accessories [A simple blue teardrop pendant on a silver chain is around her neck at all times, and she is usually wearing simple black gloves, sometimes a fingerless pair, sometimes a normal pair. The fingerless gloves are more common. These are separate from the gloves she wears on a job.]
Weapons [She can use pretty much anything, but she particularly loves daggers and the crossbow. She has a set of throwing knives, and a typical hunting knife which are hidden all over her body at all times, the hunting knife usually at her hip. She also has a high quality crossbow, which she can strap over her back, and easily remove and use with a press of a button at her shoulder, which frees the strap. A lockpick set rests in a pouch on her belt.]

“Of course I speak my mind- my head would explode if I kept all of this bitching to myself.”

Personality:
In a Nutshell-
[Ryia is a chaotic spirit, with a violent streak. She’s excellent at stirring the pot, so to speak, and takes great satisfaction from being an absolute pest. At some point, she must have gotten things flipped around in her mind, because when she likes someone, she works even harder to drive them crazy. Meanwhile, if she doesn’t like someone, she’s cold, polite. It’s her way of testing to see if you’ll stay- if someone sticks around when you’re being impossible, then they’ll usually stay with you no matter what.
She loves to fight, in any possible way. Sparring, verbal or physical, and there’s nothing she appreciates more than a strong spirit. She tests boundaries constantly, intentionally being obnoxious to get a reaction.
She also acts as though she’s arrogant, walking around with her head up, her shoulders back. She has no struggle with making eye contact, and will hold it until the other person looks away. If you think you have a chance to stand against her, you’re in for a surprise. She cuts no corners, and plays dirty. In a disagreement, she will present her information in an organized manner, and her incredibly analytical mind will sort through it until there’s no doubt. Most of the time, she wins those disagreements, for that reason.
In direct contrast, when she’s working with a wounded person, she’s calm- level headed. Cool under fire, she can take care of an emergency with cold calculation, while making the injured person calm down as well. She’s good at dealing with panicking patients and relatives, and is very efficient in her work, making sure that all of it is done- and done well.
Inside her head, there’s a constant war being fought. Between her, and the intrusive thoughts that plague her. Images, negative thought cycles, and whole conversations swirl in her brain, muddling her perception of certain things, especially herself. Her performance in tasks, her abilities, and her overall competence. She has to constantly remind herself that these things aren’t true, aren’t real.
She has a tendency to drift- between friend groups, topics, and interests. She spends a lot of time simply researching the various things that interest her each day. As a result, she has a huge store of information in her head, and she can talk to anyone about pretty much anything. It makes it easier for her to get information from them- people are more likely to open up to someone with common interests, that they can talk to for a while, than with someone that feels unapproachable.]
Traits-
Positive Traits [Analytical, original, curious, objective, adaptive, cautious (sometimes), calm under pressure, support for a lot of people.]
Negative Traits [Doesn’t give a shit about herself, reckless (sometimes), disconnective, insensitive, impatient, perfectionistic.]
Strengths [Fast, agile, intelligent (both street and book smart), good at going unnoticed, or at being the center of attention.]
Weaknesses [Not extremely strong, partially blind in her left eye, not emotionally intelligent regarding her own wellbeing.]
Habits [When she’s thinking, she plays with her hair. When she’s anxious, she picks at the skin around her fingernails. She tends to tilt her head when she’s curious, or when she’s focusing on something. When she’s feeling particularly aggressive, she smiles- but not a normal smile. More of a flash of teeth. Her house is either spotless, or an absolute mess. There is no in between.]
Hobbies [She reads, researches, draws, crochets, and practices photography.]
Preferences-
Likes [Fresh air, animals (Theo in particular), books, candy of any sort, but especially chocolate, coffee, music, dance.]
Dislikes [Extreme hot or cold, being late, loud noises (She’s the type to blast music so loud you can hear the sound coming from her earbuds across the room, but that hates any other sort of loud noises), open spaces.]
Fears [Needles, being left, not being able to escape.]

“Sometimes I get so sad it’s hard to breathe. So tell me how you expect me to talk about my demons when they’re sitting on my lungs?”

History:
In a Nutshell-
Warning- very dark backstory.
[She was born into a good family of kind people. She went to school with her twin sister, Alianne, and both were very academically minded. Ali was the one to gravitate towards English- specifically creative writing, and Ryia was the one to focus on mathematics, especially puzzles of any and all kinds. Ray was hooked on fantasy due to reading her sister’s stories from a young age.
When the girls turned fourteen, people came to their home. Bad people. Turns out, their mum had a gambling problem, and couldn’t carry out her promises. The mother was killed. Their father was away on a work trip. The girls were taken.
They were separated upon arrival to… wherever they were. Ryia’s rage could be heard throughout the structure. Ray was dragged down a long hall, and dumped into a small concrete room. The only entrance and exit was the door she had been shoved through- a metal door, with a thick glass window.
She tucked herself into a corner, and wrapped her arms around herself, eyes wild, and heart racing. Her expression was a promise of violence. When the door opened, she threw herself onto the person on the other side, knocking them to the ground. From her left, she saw a bit of motion- a blur, due to her screwed up vision, and the hilt of a knife hit the back of her head.
She awoke screaming, going from one nightmare to a waking one. Her shoulder burned and throbbed- she had been… punished for her escape attempt. This was what the next six months of her life looked like- being confined to that room, being… assaulted in many different ways, lashing out, then being hurt. Badly. Not once did she see her sister again.
One day, she… snapped. Driven by grief and rage, she attacked the man that came into the concrete box they called a room, and beat him with her fists, her feet, her elbows and knees… any part of her body she could use as a weapon. Then she buried his own knife in his gut, leaving it there, and grabbing the other one she found on his person. She left him there. She stormed through the building- a warehouse, she realized. She struck down every person in there, searching every inch of the place for Alianne, but found no trace of her sister. Either she had been moved somewhere else, or… She couldn’t think about the alternative.

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Ryia Part II

She left the warehouse, and the bodies inside. She had no idea where she was. She spent several days under the trees, walking during the day and resting during the night. She didn’t sleep, for fear of someone coming for her, and of the nightmares. By the time she got back to the center of Tvora territory, where the platforms were, she was half crazed due to sleep deprivation. After a while on the Healer’s Platform, she went out into the world- considered an adult by her people at that point.
She began volunteering to help the people who had helped her heal- physically. She didn’t think she would ever heal fully mentally. She started listening for bounties, and went hunting. The adrenaline rush and immense satisfaction that came from hunting down criminals… there was nothing like it.
Over time, she collected tattoos and scars. The story of her life written on her body. The wings, in honor of her sister, the angel of the family. The thorny rose, for the girl she had been. Words in code all over her body, wrapping around her torso, telling of all that she had lost in that short time in swooping, swirling letters.
She befriended the tattoo artist that worked on her, and they swapped stories- her mostly sticking to the more lighthearted ones. They got quite close, then he went away to Zuko Academy, to work on his art. She was happy for him. But she still hurt at the loss of that tentative friendship.]

“Because I killed someone, I killed the person who had been me.”

Relationships:
Familial-
Biological Mother [Deceased.]
Biological Father [Out in the world somewhere- she has no idea of his whereabouts. He may be dead, for all she knows.]
Parent(s) [Bio mother and father.]
Sister(s) [Twin sister Alianne Roxe Ambrose- Open. If interested, ask. :3 Check history for more information.]
Brother(s) [None.]
Other-
Significant Other [Claimed by Onyx]
Friends [Unnamed tattoo artist at Zuko Academy- Open. If interested, ask. A couple of other friends are welcome as well.]
Rivals [Claimed by Onyx, second spot open. Again, ask if you are interested.]
Enemies [Open.]
Allies [Open.]
Relationship Relevant Information-
Gender [Demigirl.]
Sexuality [Pansexual.]
Age [24]

“Of course I’m out of my mind. It’s dark and scary in there.”

[~Doctor Edge~, Outreach and General Support]

[Basics]
Name- Ostara Aviana
Age- 19
Place of Birth: Avani Empire
Date of Birth: October 9th
Gender- Female
Sexuality- Bisexual, not out
Species- Avani (Pure blood)
(If human) Tribe/People Group: N/A
Student / Teacher (Please mark which, or 'N/A', and if they are a student or a teacher, please put down elementary, middle, or high school, or college)- College Student; Architecture
[Appearance]
Description (Optional if Image is Provided, 3+ Sentences)- Smaller than most Avani, Ostara stands at average human height. Because of her smaller stature, Ostara does not burrow nearly as well as other Avani, but she is lighter on her feet and thereby significantly less clumsy. Cool black with swirling white markings over her back, she draws attention above ground. The white markings continue to her face, swirling under her right eye and above her left. Jet black hair hangs behind her shoulders in long braids common for the more spiritual Avani. Her nails are on the smaller side, perfect for the detail work she did in the tunnels.
[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- Intelligent and bold, Ostara is the first of her immediate family to attend above ground schooling. She spent all her free time as a child in the Grand Library, soaking up all the information she could. Extremely religious for her kind, she speaks only on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. While naturally she is cold and abrasive, she believes in serving the people around her, and does her best to be cordial and polite no matter what. More used to the darkness, Ostara feels more energized during night and tends to be more social then. When she is scared or hit with unexpected news, she reverts back to a cold and logical way of thinking, which is good except it cuts out room for emotions.
(Suggested 4 Below)
Likes- Cooking and baking, she loves cooking for people in need or helping out with families. Design and small drawings, scavenging, and foraging.
Dislikes- the color red, selfish people, and when people don’t take her seriously or talk down to her.
Strengths- An eye for detail, logic based thinker, information sticks, gentle and graceful
Weaknesses- Weak eyes in sunlight, smaller than most of her kind, she’s not very confident in her voice or appearance.
[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)- Growing up Ostara was not very good at burrowing. Her small size made it hard to use Avania power tools, so she did her part in detailing and tiling. She occasionally helped design and calculate new structures in her town. All her free time she spent studying, partially because she was hungry for knowledge, and because there were always nice women in the libraries. Ostara is not out to her parents. She already pushes tradition enough by journeying up top for schooling. While she is the only religious member of her family, the rest of them believe in close-knit living styles and traditional pure-blood roles. She knows they mean well. Her dream is to learn above ground architecture and apply below ground methods to make stronger, more durable buildings for everyone. Ostara dresses in pastel and muted colors to compliment her skin.
Trigger Warning.(view spoiler)[ Ostara’s small size made her a target. When she turned of womanhood, she was violated in ways she wishes only to forget. She dropped out of school, and turned her attention to the library and its keepers. They kept her safe. She became quiet. She never spoke of the incidents to her mother. (hide spoiler)]

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[Basics]
Name- Adonis Khia Roze
Age- 24
Place of Birth: Avani Empire
Date of Birth: 04-01
Gender- Male
Sexuality- Bisexual
Species- Avani
(If human) Tribe/People Group: N/A
Student / Teacher- N/A
[Appearance]
Description- Adonis has dark skin, very helpful with blending into the rock in the dark tunnels when he doesn’t want to be found. His markings are black, almost tattoo-like. They’re composed of a bunch of geometric shapes, with hard lines and sharp corners, unlike the usual swirls common to his kind. He has long claws, thick, not very breakable at all. He’s of average height, but he’s very strong, due to his structural work underground. He spends a lot of his time digging out collapsed tunnels, and setting up new support structures. He has dark brown eyes, with black-ringed irises, and black hair with streaks of gold.
[Personality]
Description- When he’s working, he’s very stoic, controlled, and he’s a hard worker. Perseverance is one of his strong suits, and he does high quality work, which allows him to take high-paying contracts. He’s also careful, and yet fearless, doing work in the deeper, more unstable tunnels, rather than in the main cavern.
When he’s on his own time, though, he becomes an entirely different person. He’s kind, and gentle, but very energetic with harmless pranks at the ready at all times. He can be sweet, but he’s extremely mischievous, and he was often thought of as the class clown, except that he never goofed off in class.
Behind whatever he’s acting like, calm or crazy, he has a constant emotional imbalance. Depression. Along with periodic flashbacks (PTSD).
(Suggested 4 Below)
Likes- Chocolate, ice cream, sunlight, rain, lightning, thunder, nature, cats, cool bugs.
Dislikes- Dogs, pictures (especially family photos), classical music, arrogant people.
Strengths- Physically capable, emotionally intelligent, street smart, book smart, good at making people happy.
Weaknesses- Not flexible in any sense of the word, hates when plans are interrupted, can’t function when he doesn’t have a clear schedule.
[History]
Description- He was born in a middle class family, all of them working in the lower tunnels. Those tunnels tend to cave in. In one of those cave-ins, his dad was buried alive. When he was six, he was kidnapped. He and his mother were walking home, it was dark, curfew was coming up fast. They were attacked- his mom was shot through the head, and he was taken. He was in a dark hole in one of the offshooting tunnels for a month. (view spoiler)[During which he was beaten, starved, and sexually assaulted for the fun of his tormentors. (hide spoiler)] He didn’t come out the same.

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| Important Stuff |

Name - Cyrene Dali Neith
Name meaning (Optional) - Surprise, surprise. All of them have some sort of relation to a goddess of the hunt, from different myths. I’m so creative. *eye roll*

Age - 16

Gender - Female (She/They pronouns)

Species - Aleron / Human Half-Breed

| Personality + Likes/Dislikes Stoof |

Personality - Cyrene is chaotic, impulsive, and a bit unhinged. She’s unpredictable, and doesn’t do too well in new environments or situations. It takes her a hot second to adjust and adapt to a new setting. She’s not very good with people, often coming up as short-tempered and somewhat standoffish. She’s difficult to be around, and most people don’t bother.
It doesn’t help that she seems to have a tendency to try to rip up most things that annoy her. In her mind, if you aren’t capable of fighting back, you shouldn’t be antagonizing her.
She struggles with Bipolar Disorder and ADHD, often being ‘hot and cold’, and despite her high level of intelligence, she doesn’t understand that not everyone functions in the same way she does. She’s somewhat childlike, but doesn’t comprehend most social cues, and is frustrated by that fact at the best of times.

Likes - Loud punkish music, stealing things simply for the adrenaline rush, anything that will provide enough stimulation to keep her hyperactive brain occupied.
Dislikes - Enclosed spaces, most people, any sort of surprise.

| Relationship Stuff |

Sexuality - Pansexual.

Partner - Open.
Friends - Open.
Best Friend - Open.
Allies - Open.
Rival - Open.
Enemy - Open.

| Appearance Stuff |

Picture -


Height - 5’4

Weight - 119 lbs.

Clothing Style - Gothic grunge.
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| Family Stuff |

Sibling(s) - Open.

Mother - Max Khalan.

Father - Kai Neith.

| History/Other Stuff |

History - [Trigger Warning: Drug use]
When Cyrene was young, until she was about seven years old, she lived with her mother, who was a relapsing addict. Max (Cy had always called her mother by her first name) had been an addict since she was a teenager, but had tried to get off the drugs when she had discovered she was pregnant. She did for a while, but after Cyrene was born, she got desperate.
They lived on the streets from the time Cy was two to when she was seven, when Cyrene was picked up by her father, who up to that point had been out of the picture. Long story short, Max had been psyching herself up to give Cy up to a local group of thieves in exchange for more of what she needed. Kai had heard about the deal beforehand, and had swooped in and saved the day.
After all, the reason Cy was up for discussion was him. The wings had come from his side of the family. And that was why the group wanted her. She could get places they couldn’t.
For a while, Kai took care of her as best he could. But she was wild, more than he ever was, and violent. The closer she got to adulthood, the worse she got. Pets would disappear from houses in the nearby town. Later on, Kai would find little piles of bones in the backyard. Eventually, he pulled her out of public school. He had to: she had been wrecking the campus, and was making students and parents uncomfortable. Due to her fast-moving thoughts and ability to hyperfocus part of the time, she quickly worked through her remaining three years’ worth of schoolwork in one year. Seeing no reason to attend college as she was barely allowed out of the house, she filled her time with music and building up her physical strength. While she exercised, she would listen to audiobooks. She didn’t have the patience to sit and read for long periods of time, but she loved getting to see all different kinds of people even though she was pretty much confined to her room. Other than that, her main interaction is with her father, and when she sneaks out.

Other -
Type of Bird - Falcon
Wings -


Occupation - High School Student

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[Basics]
Name- Alice Vela
Age- 26
Place of Birth: Tarque Territory
Date of Birth: April 9th
Gender- Female
Sexuality- Bisexual
Species- Human
(If human) Tribe/People Group: Tarque
Student / Teacher- N/A
[Appearance]
Image-
Description- A tall girl with dark brown hair, and brown eyes. She has light skin, with a light tan on her face. Freckles dust the bridge of her nose and high on her cheeks. Not a lot of her skin is showing at any given time, which prevents her from being recognized. With her all black gear, not many people approach her, except to try to collect the bounty on her head.
[Personality]
Description- She’s cautious, cold, and calculating, intelligent, highly judgemental, analytical, curious, objective, insensitive, and patient.
[History]
Description- When she was a kid, she was taken from her parents to be trained as an assassin. She had been handpicked for her agility and flexibility, her natural talent with gymnastics. She also had a steady hand, and a steady mind. She grew up under harsh conditions, and became tough, cold. Now she’s a well known killer (well, as well known as she can be, given her profession), who takes all sorts of contracts. One of her previous employers is feeling pressure from what little law enforcement there is in Tarque territory, and they decided to destroy what little evidence there is of their exchange, and therefore wants her head on a platter, so to speak.

[~Doctor Edge~, Outreach and General Support]

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She left the warehouse, and the bodies inside. She had no idea where she was. She spent several days under the trees, walking during the day and resting during the night. She didn’t s..."

I want her sister slot?

Also if possible I'd like them to bounty hunt together? I made a sheet for her and I balanced Alianne to be good at what Ryia isn't so they'd make a really good team. If you're open to it :)
And we can say they hadn't been hunting together previously because Ali went to university (since Ryia had been hunting four years prior)

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Yeah! ^^ That would be super cool. I’m not going to be online a whole bunch over the summer, though, so this is your warning.

[~Doctor Edge~, Outreach and General Support]

I probably won't be either :/

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Fair enough. :P

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Yo, I'm sorry if this is a little hard to read- I wrote the majority of it completely out of order and then tried to re-order it. So let me know if you need clarification, and I'm sorry in advance :)

Sister of Ryia

[Basics]
Name- Alianne Roxe Ambrose
Nicknames- Aela, Ali, Chains
Age- 24
Place of Birth: Tarque Territory
Date of Birth: November 21st
Gender- Agender (AFAB)
Sexuality- Bisexual (Poly)

Rating 1-10; 10 being highest, 1 being lowest
Speed [7]
Strength [9]
Intelligence [Street smarts (8), Book smarts (10)]
Stealth [2]
Charisma [10]
Stamina [7]
Agility [5]
Accuracy [4]
*I used a few less points than Ryia, just moved them around- I think this is balanced?*

Species- Human
(If human) Tribe/People Group: Tarque
Occupation- Bounty Hunter/Assassin, scientist -developing more technology for her field.
[Appearance]
Description (Optional if Image is Provided, 3+ Sentences)- Standing at five foot seven, Aela is muscley and tough. Only slightly darker in skin than her sister, Aela’s skin nearly glows. It’s reminiscent of the moon. Her hair is a shocking white- all the time she spent in the sun lightened it even more than she thought possible. Grayish freckles speckle her face, giving her a softer look than she’d like. Her jawline is sharp and her cheekbones are high. Her face is fairly angular. Her entire body is sharp, and her muscles are noticeable.
Her left arm is nearly covered in little raised scars. One for every kill. She believes it's a way to honour those she cut short. She doesn’t let her tribe heal any of the scars she earns in combat. While their technology would remove them, she believes it's the coward's way out.
The only tattoo she has is one on her sternum. An ornate axe crossed with an ornate dagger. It represents Aela and her sister. The dagger for her sister, since she’s so precise.
[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- Analytical, cold, quiet,
Aela is a determined scientist from the rowdy tribe of Tarque. She’s wicked smart, and even though her job doesn't require her technical skills, she puts them to good use. Many scientists have tried to get her on their team, but she refuses so she can work with her sister. They’re balance each other out- so they will make a good team
She’s decent at undercover work, despite her not being stealthy for shit. It’s not that she walks loud, she just always falls on her face at the wrong time. And she gets too in her head for stealth.
After 8 long years at the university of Chrysos (Technical science- who knew? And a minor in literary studies and linguistics as well as mechanics) due to early acceptance, Aela is ready to get back to chaos. While she is level headed and more thoughtful, she loves working underpressure. No better challenge for the mind than quick thinking.
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Likes- working with her hands, technology, hand to hand combat,
Dislikes- seafood, stuck ups, and stealth work
Strengths- literal strength, smarts, steady hands
Weaknesses- not at all stealthy, anxious, a bit too abrasive
[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)- When Ali was growing up, she always had the sense her mother didn’t really like her. She wasn’t neglectful in any way, but it was clear she only wanted one kid, and two ruined it for her. Luckily her mother didn’t favor Ryia, so there was no tension between them.
After her mother was killed and she was separated from her sister, Alianne only became more determined to make something of herself. The first few days were terrible. She didn’t count, but she guessed she spent twelve days in a cell being violated and abused. They hardly ever fed her, and she was used as a playtoy. She sometimes thought she could hear her sister screaming nearby, but maybe it was only her imagination long lost to madness.
Then a man showed up and paid for her. Jack was his name. He had been involved with the shit that went down with her mother, and apparently he had a conscience and couldn’t stand to leave a kid orphaned. He checked for Ryia, but there were no records of her anywhere in the facility.
Her new family, Jack and Sarai, treated her very well, even better than her parents had treated her. They encouraged her to go to school and do well. They taught her everything she knows about combat.
Sarai had trained her in domestic situations. Getting into high profile events, working with poison. Theft. Those types of things.
Jack taught her to kill. Ali was capable with most weapons by the time she was sixteen, but she had a special place in her heart for axes. Battle axes, dual axes, throwing axes.. All of it.
And when she was ready, Ali died, and out came Aela. Aela was strong, undamaged. She was everything Ali could never be.
Then her college acceptance letter arrived- full scholarship- she was ecstatic. She attended university for 8 freaking years. 8 years. Aela didn’t regret it, but it was definitely draining.
After a late night graduation party full of drugs and alcohol, a bounty hunter came nearly face to face with her. And she knew those eyes immediately.

Other-
Style-
Alianne wears fairly simple clothing. Usually she wears black to compliment her skin. Skin tight and movable for her work. When she’s off duty she’s seen in a lab coat, goggles pulled up on her forehead.

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[Basics]
Name- Ipatiy Serafimevich Kotov
Age- 25
Place of Birth: Kyzyl, Russia,
Date of Birth: July 4th
Gender- Male
Sexuality- Sapiosexual
Species- Human
(If human) Tribe/People Group: Tarque
Student / Teacher (Please mark which, or 'N/A', and if they are a student or a teacher, please put down elementary, middle, or high school, or college)- N/A
[Appearance]
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Image-
https://i.pinimg.com/564x/7c/c6/92/7c...
Hairstyle- Ipatiy firstly has a black colored undercut on the shaved side, all the while having icy white long hair on the side swept side, making it a double-colored, and additionally being a long-haired side swept undercut with the colors black & white.
Description (Optional if Image is Provided, 3+ Sentences)- A male with a somewhat average height of 5’8”, along with a peak human condition, muscularly lean build. In addition to the fact that his preference for fighting relates to the style of Wing Chun since the basis of his focus on the art of fighting methods is intent towards using fast and quick movements in order to take the wind out of an opponent: Using his own endurance, stealth, speed, durability, and flexibility to his advantage at most, as strength always comes last in his own opinion but still a useful tool as well. Being that there is a permanent scar on his left eye since the reason of being caught in the explosion of his own parents' house. This is the main reason why he tattooed teeth over the scar. Meanwhile having a tattoo of a 6-headed shadow dragon tattoo with purple dark energy glowing eyes covering the whole front of the torso. Along with a tattoo of a woman with no eyes, bleeding through the eye sockets with a third eye upon her forehead that’s still intact but bleeding, and taking off a mask of a man's face. On his left arm, there is a full-sleeve tattoo of black roses with one bleeding eye placed at the middle of the rose, along with vines with black thorns splitting up each rose. Meanwhile, his right arm has a full-sleeve tattoo of screaming faces with no eyes as blood pours from their eye sockets, depicting that their eyes were taken out and placed in the middle of the black roses.

Mask- A black metal armor anthropomorphic dragon mask with purple blood coming down from the eye sockets of the mask as well as having a third purple eye right upon its forehead, along with sharp grinning teeth that is additionally one of the reasons to his given alias.

Assassin Attire
Image- https://public-files.gumroad.com/ogyq...
Description- Instead of the color scheme, such as shown in the image both the overcoat and the armor are black and purple, along with as well as armored boots and full body armor that isn't shown in the image with the overcoat covering over the armor, along with retractable tekko-kagi wrist blade.
[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- Although he not only has genius intellect but additionally has emotional intelligence (that, of course, isn’t high emotional intelligence particularly), he is, in contrast, chaotic evil. Thus, he is ruthless, selfish, and lacks guilt, remorse, and an additional lack of empathy, such as his sociopathic personality, and is malicious, cruel, and impish, such as his sadism. Meanwhile, the impish rapscallion part of his personality makes up most of who he is since he is foxy as of personality as well as playful in a more sadistic type of way. Of course, something that as well as makes up some of his personality along with his strong-willed determination, which is one of the reasons that make him dangerous because it is what motivates his sadism to be emotionally manipulative and press the buttons of others whatever is deemed necessary for him. In fact, he uses manipulation constantly to the point that it gets him mistaken for a psychopath when he is not at all despite the similarities that are indeed wrongly mistaken. In short words: It also makes him dangerous since he does his obsessive job to the point where he bends the rules to make it succeed. To augment it all together, he's a hedonistic thrill type of serial killer and thrill killer, which is, overall, why it does make it come together for himself practicing the martial arts he first learned over the years that come. On the other hand, some of his good traits are crafty, and his only trust for people who such as does chaos like him, which is where his impish rapscallion side, playfulness, and neat laid-back tranquil self come in. Indeed despite the fact he is stubborn, he is methodical, yet is more direct in his actions, thus because of his ruthlessness. Therefore, not only does he make it a game to premeditate his missions, but he makes it a game to attempt to use emotional intelligence to subdue and bend people to his own will. As a result, he as well as has Machiavellianism which is one more reason he gets misinterpreted as a psychopath. Yet, he has a good trait (but is somewhat bad in a way,) of being calm and collected to those he such as likes, in tranquility. Moreover, he knows how to calmly comfort people when it's necessary for him to, of course, do so. As a consequence, it's for only people who aren't mainly good, but are criminal in some kind of way, sometimes to even the point of murdering people who are morally good just for harassing him too much in whatsoever fighting style necessary. In worse cases, this is sometimes the same for criminals as well if taken too far. Lastly, his trust is only earned, which is why he appears worse than he actually is. For example, such as his playfulness and affection.

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Part 2:

Wait, there’s a part 2? Yes, it’s because I hadn’t gotten into his good traits yet. After all, I got too deep, so shall we begin?
First and foremost, he is really that mischievous and playful, and, in addition, calm and collected, in a tranquil sense, literally. He impishly does things for shock value because he such as likes doing it as it molds his personality. In addition, he likes causing shock value to others but he has his obsessive reasons, yet can do it for good reasons as well, such as pranks but he doesn’t do that as much. He’s clever and mischievously taunts people all the time, yet only does it because it is his loving nature too. For instance, insult him, he not always but insults back; harass him though, that’s when he insults you; try to beat him down though? He’ll break your windpipe open and slam it into your trachea. But what if you send affection back? Well, he’ll never leave your side. But to be honest, who says that he won’t anyway… The rest? Well… In conclusion, I think you already get the point.

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Likes- Dark Humour, mischief even if impish, chaos along with destruction, tech along with gadgetry, stormy weather, extremely creative and sometimes dark-like music(: for example, Sub Urban, Mave, Skillet, Set-Off, Get Scared, Tommy Profitt, and so on), chocolate, people despite of trust issues, sparring, murder, reading, science, controlling and/or the manipulation of other people, villains along with antagonists, hurricanes, tornados, animal science, ice cream, smoothies, the pain inflicted on others or being the one inflicting pain on others, heisting, assassination, art along with drawing, intelligent people, the study of creatures.
Dislikes- Arrogance, illogical people, lack of intelligence, immature-type of annoyance, overcritical people, incompetence, foolishness, people of good morality, impatience, ignorance, law or authority, hot-tempered people, lack of loyalty or respect.
Strengths- Extremely Intelligent, ingeniously innovative in the self-made creation of new inventions of gadgets(: inventive, ingenious, and resourceful,) emotionally intelligent, good at disappearing like a ghost as if off the face of the earth, superficially charming, logical thinker, highly-skilled and masterful at both weapon fighting and hand-to-hand combat: skilled martial artist, peak human condition, strong-willed determined, street smarts and book smarts, adaptable with good perseverance.
Weaknesses- First and foremost trust issues, he lacks remorse and guilt and can be ruthless, along with merciless in his actions; furthermore being imperceptibly sadistically cruel, additionally with problems of authority; may repeatedly disregard or violate the rights of others: lying, deceiving, and manipulating others, along with cherishing the idea of seeing others in pain along with being the one inflicting the pain on others, therefore because of high-functioning sadistic sociopathy overall.
[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)- When you were usually born with extremely high intellect to an upper-class household of a filthy rich family, you may think that always turns out extraordinarily great and outstandingly beneficial for the world. Well… That’s when it turns out to be primarily wrong since it’s not all sunshine and rainbows for the world. First off, Ipatity was born, in truth, into a Dark Tetrad household, which means to be born and taught to be manipulative in the living-with-a-family, common life. Over the years, the signs of so-called giftedness such as started at the age of two because of his ability for him to talk as a 4-year-old would at the time which was thunderstruck to his parents. At the time, this is also where his little sister was born, where they were additionally treated equally as he was(, she’ll be mentioned later). In addition, by the time Ipatity was at the school along with “absorbing” the traits and manipulativeness of his parents, he was thus not only doing incredibly well but decided to like the game of manipulating people into getting what he wants, so since because of that, he did whatsoever it took to learn it, even additionally studying it, seemingly determined at the start of it all. Of course, he made mistakes in convincing people of what he wanted, as some would just completely reject that and were smart enough to walk away. But in a couple of months, he already had learned some mistakes, acting like a normal kid, and attempting to convince other peers such as in any way possible. Moreover, his father finally believed it was time and his mother seemed to agree as well, so he took him to one of the biggest gambling gangs ever, and went to the custom fighting arena, thus training him from there. Of course, Ipatiy rejected martial arts at first, yet after coming home from school, he, therefore, soon came to like it, almost as training hard determined every day, yet when he gets beaten down, he always stands back up and attempts to learn from his mistakes as a result. By the age of 9 years old, things got out of hand for Ipatity, along with his little sister who was now 6 years old at the time since their mother had drunk way too much and had incidently stolen some of the father's money for selfish purposes. When the father found out the next morning. As a consequence, his mother was woken up by a consequential talk with his father. Hence, later, it finally turned into an argument, as both Ipatiy and his sister came to watch the so-called thrilling and enticing chaos that was, therefore, there. Much later though, his father found out that Ipatity and his sister were watching, and were so blinded with rage, that there was a mass beating towards Ipatity, and the mother and sister were forced to watch. The next morning, everything went back to normal as it was before, but something had changed and snapped in Ipatity, yet this was imperceptible to the eye, so no one thought anything of it, even his sister Zvezda. Furthermore, this is not only what got him to socialize, play, and fondly hang out with her more, but is overall all it took for him to get obsessed, along with reading more about magical creatures and even sentient different species that were thus there in the world, and most importantly when put into short words: Science. When Ipatity was 13, along with doing academically well overall, his father finally exposed him to the underworld: Taking him on missions, next-level training, assassination training, fighting skills/combat, weapons training, and whatever his father could think of teaching him. As a result, Ipatiy was so dumbfounded by it and was taken quickly into the so-called “dark side”, additionally even telling his little sister stories about it when he got home. Perhaps when he finally turned 16, it immediately became one of those nostalgic golden years because this is where his training got more extraordinary than he was before, therefore started beating up and winning some of the private underground fighting matches he was sent into by his father since this was what he was training for, as if from the start. 4 days after his 17th birthday, the rivalry that was between his gang and another rival gang(, some notably involved in torture and gambling,) had currently gone wrong, when only the smallest mistake that his family left, unpredictably had turned big when the gang had somehow found information, leading to the whereabouts of their family. By the time Ipatity came back home from jobs he had to do, after walking halfway of walking to the front door, Ipatity was met with an explosion in his house that caused him to blackout. Next thing, moreover, Ipatity found himself waking up, he found himself in the Tvora territories healing platform, and when he asked about both of his family conditions along with who brought him here, he was met with a lack of information, as it was nearly a mysterious circumstance to where he came from or what happened before he came. After finally recovering on the Healer’s Platform, he went to look for answers himself, imminently going AWOL, and disappearing from the territory such as to do so. When he finally found his answers by visiting his family's burnt-down house, he found the answers he was looking for, and the body of his parents along with his sister nowhere to be seen as she went completely AWOL as well, and that’s where Ipatity finally snapped. Not only did he stealingly inherit all the money that his upper-class family had but he additionally stole the ancient or just very old Shashka weapon that was surprisingly still completely intact in his burnt-down family home, where he then left. Moreover, he trained himself in huge multiples of different things, along with even himself with animal sciences, and among other things in books that he bought to study them; going to school for his final last days before disappearing and going AWOL completely from the public eye after he turned 18 in that full year he did all that hard-work training and, of course, studying. Therefore after turning into a young adult-past-teenager, he studied and listened, finally narrowing it down and tracking down those who murdered his parents, serial murdering the gangster with hand-to-hand combat and sword fighting techniques, and other techniques like throwing techniques that he had learned over the years, along with using the Shashka/s (along with later obtaining dual hook swords) to execute them. Not only as a result of how organized, premeditated, and neat the murders were but how ruthlessly brutal and Jack the Ripper-like they were as well is what gave him the overtime alias, “The Laughing Zmei” by others because of the early stages of them becoming feared since earned from the murders at that time. When seeking the last 4 people he determinedly pieced the puzzle together that were involved in his family’s murder as a conclusion in the times that he was still premeditating his plans, he, indeed, pieced together that the final 4 that murdered his parents, were murdered by someone else, therefore during a mass murder incident that involved a prisoner going berserk, presumably by the repetitive torture of that said prisoner, as a consequence causing the prisoner to genocide and escape her own captors, which as much he did find it astoundingly marveling that it happened as if a miracle for them, it otherwise also played a role for him getting in the becoming of an assassin to hunt bounty business, resulting in him making due time for himself to do more important business as well. Thus, by the age of 19, around when he was studying other creatures, of course even the ones sentient such as the Spnyx, among mythologies along with many other things, he came upon something that, indeed, inspired him. Therefore over time, he used creative ideas to original gadgets, and weapons, and then his mistakes, experiments, and practices every day are what led him to the innovative and ingenious idea for the creation of a form of cyberware: power-enhancing cybernetic transplantation, which is such as only limited to one power overall. Eventually after that one huge successful innovation, he would then go on to take over his parents' criminal enterprises and organizations in the best way that he determinedly could, leading him to first and foremost make an underground fighting club where he could not only pay for it by the hunting of high and large bounties but becoming a resource as an Arms Dealer: The selling of his own, innovative, and best-made gadgets to illegally earn new pay for it. He gained a higher reputation for himself all the while not selling the cyberware because of its work in progress.

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[Basics]
Name-Xero Fer Kian
Age- 16
Place of Birth: Aleron nests
Gender- Male
Species- Aleron

[Appearance]
Image- https://drive.google.com/file/d/1gJs8...

[Personality]
Xero is a chill guy, while most people avoid him because of his resting face (which often looks angry, he’s been told) he’s actually very calm, nice, and reassuring once you approach him, even if it takes a little while for him to become all that talkative.. He’s fun to banter with and will match your sarcasm with his own. It takes a lot to make him mad and when he does it’s often a quiet mad, because he doesn’t like to yell. If you do get him to yell he’s actually very loud, and that’s partly because his shouts will mix with his bird screeches.

Significant Other [He’s not interested in one.]
Friends [Open]
Rivals [Open]
Enemies [Open.]
Allies [Open.]

Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)-
Air Speed [8]
Strength [3]
Intelligence [Street Smarts (8), Textbook Smarts (4)]
Stealth [5]
Charisma [2]
Stamina [5]
Agility [6]
Accuracy [3]
Patience [8]

Likes- High altitudes, clear skies, warmth, music
Dislikes- Rain (makes it hard to fly), sports, rude people, sudden loud sounds,
Strengths- Agile, fast, good with knifes, voice mimicking
Weaknesses- Fighting face on, dealing with cold temperatures, small spaces, messy areas
Languages- Common, some sign language, some bird

[History]
Xero, like most of his kind, grew up in the upper nests. At least until he was around five. Around then is when it turned out his parents had got sick of him. He doesn’t remember why they decided this and he doesn’t really care anymore, he just doesn’t think about them much. Anyway they decided to kick him off to the lower nests. Luckily his wings didn’t get injured in the process, however his face and arms were not so lucky. They ended up getting scarred pretty badly, so he wears his mask and cape to hide most of it. After falling to the lower nests with the rest of the rejects, who helped him recover from the fall, he grew up with them. He helped them find food and helped them return to the higher nests when they were ready. He however, never felt the urge to return to the platforms, so instead he stayed and helped any new kids who fell. After a while he did end up getting tired of being stuck in their little area, so he said goodbye to the others and started traveling. Because of this he knows where most territories borders are and what area to avoid, so when he needs money he works as a travel guide. He will return to the lower nests every once in a while to check up on the childhood friends, but for the most part he’s out wandering.

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[Basics]
Stage Name- Neon
Name- Kora Tree
Age- 18
Place of Birth: Hospital in Chrysos
Date of Birth: August 10th
Gender- Genderfluid
Sexuality- Homoflexible
Species- Renfreden
Occupation: Club owner/DJ
[Appearance]
Description (Optional if Image is Provided, 3+ Sentences)- Kora has dark red hair which is as long as her spine. It’s wavy, and she usually wears it up. Her eyes are dark green, and she usually wears some sharp black eye makeup- which she mixes neons into while she’s working. Her skin is golden brown, and freckles lightly mark her face. She’s 5 ft 6, and skinny- though vaguely muscular.
Style- She wears more edgy style, and she wears neon accents when she is working.
[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- Kora is loud, fun, and a jack of all trades- She bartends, mixes music, and is a full time business owner. She is one of the fortunate few of the Renfreden race who can speak- unlike her race though, she doesn’t stay quiet to respect them. Kora is quite the rebel. She thinks traditions are stupid and she shouldn’t have to follow them. She is very musical and is always happy to try new things.
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Likes- dancing, music, making music, singing, writing, bartending, neon colors
Dislikes- silence, family, deep conversations with people
Strengths- Rebellious and musical, theft (history)
Weaknesses- Sensitive topics and silence
[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)- Growing up with silent people had been tough for Kora. She wasn’t allowed to speak in her home, and silence was generally uncomfortable for her. At the age of eleven she left home (and school) in search of people who would listen to her.It was the best decision she had ever made. For a few years she lived in an alley, and while that wasn’t the easiest, she learned to survive. She also learned she was skilled with nearly every instrument she tried- and she found mixing sounds into songs brought her great joy. When she was fourteen- she realized she could host dance clubs in alleyways and people would pay ridiculous prices because it was “exclusive.”
Kora, more than anything, loved sharing her gift with others and so, after years of saving, she purchased a building with a studio apartment on the second floor. It was perfect, well, perfect enough. The space had previously been an art museum (which she loved since she loves painting), which isn't very dance club ready. But after painting and decorating and getting lights, it was nearly perfect.
[Other]
Instruments Kora plays: Guitar, Keyboard/Piano, Violin, Bass Guitar, Viola, Drums, Flute, and she can use online programs to create mixes.

She uses her magic for lighting effects during work. Occasionally she’ll give herself (neon) translucent wings (decorative only)

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[Basics]
Name- Otoyo Aviana
Age- 19
Place of Birth: Avania Empire
Date of Birth: October 9th
Gender- Male
Sexuality- Ragingly gay <3
Species- Avani
Student / Teacher (Please mark which, or 'N/A', and if they are a student or a teacher, please put down elementary, middle, or high school, or college)- N/A
[Appearance]
Description (Optional if Image is Provided, 3+ Sentences)- The exact opposite of his sister, his skin is glaringly white with black swirls mirroring Ostara’s. He’s average height and kinda lanky, but he is still muscular like the rest of his species, he just doesn’t look like he could hold his own as well.
[Personality]
Description (5+ Sentences or 10+ Traits)- Hardened, cold, secretly loving, analytical, mentally strong, adaptable, not charismatic, awkward, shyish, smart, outgoing, deeply depressed
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Likes- baking and cooking, writing, painting, staying up late, parties
Dislikes- family, rock music, lemonade, history
Strengths-sweet, friendly, emotional concealing
Weaknesses-loves people, gentle on the inside, feels everything, lowkey heavy drug user
[History]
Description (5+ Sentences)-Otoyo loves his sister, beyond that, his family can rot in hell. The pressure on them to have pure blood heirs was too much. His mother constantly sent him out on fixed dates, trying to arrange a wedding for him. He’d honestly almost given up quite a few times already. Not like he really cares at this point. His depression was a sea begging him to drown.
The thing Otoyo hated his parents for the most was the gap they’d driven between him and Ostara. She believed he was like them, and he’d played the part. When they were young their parents favored him. But now he was old enough to be free. Ostara had made it to the city. He could too.