2017 character stashing - gwin/parapluie

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  • [spoiler=pj oc][align=center]{Kendra Quin Montagne }


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    PERSONALITY


    Metaphorically, there will always be an I in team for Kendra. Preferring the company of her little gizmos over another human-being, she's used to thinking about only herself and what she needs. In her mental list of priorities, she's put herself right at the top. If she's not talking about her latest endeavor in the workshop, her fallback conversation topic is often something else that she has achieved in. She constantly compliments and praises herself, although, that isn't to say she doesn't shoot a lovely comment in some other campers way. She has a rather rich vocabulary for someone who is horrible at reading. This mental dictionary of hers is filled with many things that are courteous and polite.


    Kendra despises cliffhangers in stories, all the waiting and suspense frustrates her. As a result, she can be rather snappy and grouchy when forced to wait. She will whine and fidget, though will eventually settle down if another person is around to keep her company. She's a horrible team-player, rarely waiting for others to catch up with her and just going off on her own. Planning is something she finds boring. Its no surprise she's horrible at capture the flag. Her impatience may be nerve racking, especially to her fellow Hephaestus siblings, but Kendra makes up for it with an understanding heart. She will be there to pick up all the pieces and fix up her companion, nurturing them back into a better mood. Unlike her father, she harbors little to no bitterness for other people. She's the sort to forgive and forget, after throwing a major yelling fit that is. Kendra's anger is short yet wrathful like fire spreading through a forest.


    Kendra is loyal. Sort of. Admittedly she wouldn't take an arrow to the chest for another camper, but she will support their opinions. A warning to those who like their personal space, Kendra tends to ignore someone's personal bubble. She has a habit of looping her arm around a person's shoulder or ruffling their hair. She doesn't have many friends. As well as being physically clingy, she gets suspicious quite easily. She often starts arguments over silly things with her companions, such as blaming them for a certain item going missing.


    GODLY PARENT


    Hephaestus


    AGE


    Sixteen


    HISTORY
    A year after Kendra was born, her mother married another man. The little girl grew up to believe that this person was her father, despite the fact that she bore no physical resemblance to him. She looked up to him and even tried to copy his demenour; in the end, his personality did rub off on her a little. One would expect this relationship between daughter and 'father' to sputter and burn out the moment the monster crash-landed into her bedroom window. However that wasn't the case; she couldn't simply erase all those years spent with her now Step-father. It was a miracle itself that the man even chose to remain with Kendra's mother after that event. Her mother, not wanting to put lives at risk, urged Kendra to remain at camp half-blood permanently. Every now and then Kendra sends them a little letter and even a sketched drawing of herself- the drawing made by an Apollo child of course.



    HOBBIES/INTERESTS/LIKES


      [li]Statues[/li]
      [li]Creating little metal figures[/li]
      [li] LIkes fireworks [/li]
      [li] Enjoys playing games.[/li]


    DISLIKES/PET PEEVES/QUIRKS



      [li]Tends to have loads of hairties around her wrists as well as a coin with a cartoon bunny imprinted on it. [/li]
      [li] Dislikes: stubbornness[/li]
      [li]Secretly envies good-looking people.[/li]
      [li]Quirk: stretching her Hairties and shooting them away. [/li]
      [li]Quirk: Saying large words that she likely has no idea what it means. [/li]

  • [spoiler=pj oc aphrodite]

    {Holly Charlene Brun}



    PERSONALITY
    Selfish.
    In Holly's opinion, there will all ways be an I in team. Never has she put the needs of somebody else before hers; in her mental list of priorities, people were often near the bottom. Its a known fact that the only way to persuade this girl into doing something is either promising her a new piece of jewelry or showering her in plenty of attention. If she doesn't benefit from a certain task, she won't even bother; unless you are of importance to her. But earning Holly's affection is a challenge, and maintaining the friendship is twice as hard. A natural socialite, she likes to keep the range of people she can chatter to vast. She's prone to get bored if she communicates with the same person over and over. Like a child who discards a toy once they've lost interest, she's known to blatantly ignore another person if they pester her too much. Rather ironic considering that when somebody does that to her she becomes overly distressed, and starts begging for their forgiveness and to put a stop to the silent treatment. She is indeed selfish and self-centered, sacrificing another person's happiness for her own. However, she doesn't do this intentionally. Intently wrapped up on achieving a goal, she normally doesn't notice how badly its hurting those around her. But when she does, she finds it impossible to fully enjoy the moment of glory if somebody else is reeking of misery, especially if she's the cause of it.


    But caring?
    Holly cares about a lot of things. She may not act like it times, but the feelings will be there; it will never ebb away. Her conscience is built in such a way that keeping a lie is difficult. Shown by general displays of distraught behavior, if asked by somebody, she'll keep her lips sealed, though it does pain her to do so, and keep the truth hidden. She can't function properly with the knowledge that somebody is crying or angry because of her, and will do crazy things to mend the fault in the relationship between them. A hopeless romantic, Holly is a love radar, digging through piles of gossip to solve the simple fact of who likes whom. When it comes to her interests, she can be a rather determined person. If there's one thing that takes most people by surprise, its how competitive this girl is. She does like being the best afterall.


    GODLY PARENT


    Aphrodite


    AGE


    Seventeen


    HISTORY (OPTIONAL)


    Write here


    HOBBIES/INTERESTS/LIKES


      [li] Reading Romantic stories or play scripts.[/li]
      [li]Styling another person's hair[/li]
      [li] Attractive people; be it on the inside or out [/li]
      [li]Dancing[/li]
      [li]Occasionally knits a pair of mittens or a scarf[/li]


    DISLIKES/PET PEEVES/QUIRKS



      [li][/li]
      [li]Being purposely ignored[/li]
      [li][/li]
      [li]List here[/li]


    CRUSH/BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND


    Write here


    ANYTHING ELSE
    Holly always has a stash of bandages with a picture of a cartoon rabbit in her pockets.

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    full name— Sumida Chojiro
    nicknames - Sumi
    age— 2100
    apparent age- 17
    gender— Female
    pronouns - Feminine
    species— Elemental Yokai
    abilities - Water manipulation: Conjure entitlement freedom. Partial transformation Immunity to drowning




    appearance— answer
    height - 5'6
    weight - 120 lb
    hair colour - Blue
    eye colour - Blue
    faceclaim— Sytry (Makai Ouji)
    miscellaneous - answer




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    dislikes— answer
    weaknesses - answer




    love interest— answer
    sexuality - Asexual Panromantic
    lover— answer
    turn ons - answer
    turn offs - n/a




    other— answer
    dormitory - answer
    activity - answer
    plots - answer




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    Born from earth's natural resource, Sumida was born into the world in the same body as you may seem him in today. It wouldn't be until he befriended humans that he took on an understanding of gender and found the pronouns that sounded right to him.
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    Learnt from humans. Settled amongst them for a while.
    Once a close circle of friends
    Little more than a village. The first settlers were befriended, though the younger generation uneased
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    Sought a new home?
    Sympathetic towards humans? Did Sumida destroy the dam out of vengeance.
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  • Lovelost - Caramel
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  • Lovelost - ROmail


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  • Royalty



  • Son of Nemesis


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    Birth Name: Casper Leto Montalto
    Name: Remédio Ire[size=7pt]('anger is the remedy')[/size]
    Nickname: Remé




    physical age: 19
    mental age: 19
    Birth date: May 10




    Sex: male
    gender identity: male
    gender role: masculine




    Year: eight
    Species: demigod




    Astrological Zodiac: Taurus




    sexual orientation: Bisexual
    relationship status: single
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    Height: 6'3
    Weight: 177 pounds
    Posture: No matter how he stands his posture seems to have an air of intimidation.
    Build: A strapping young man. Broad-shouldered and Muscular.




    hair color: dark brown
    hair type: straight
    hair length: short, though some strands grow pass his ears.
    Eye shape: Round
    eye color: amber
    other characteristics of eyes: no other definable trait
    Face shape: he's somewhere between narrow and oval shaped.
    usual expression: Irritated. It's like his frown is permanently upside down.




    Tattoos/Scars?: An eastern dragon curls around his left arm. Tail beginning at his wrist, its body curls upwards, coming to a stop at his shoulder. the dragon's ferocious face rests there, maw wide open to show off its piercing teeth. That tattoo is a recent addition to his skin.
    Glasses/Contacts?: none
    Distinguishing features: none




    Jewellery: He wears a silver pendant around his neck.
    Other accessories: ..
    Weapons: He uses the classical shield and sword combination.




    Are they generally balanced or clumsy?: balanced
    Style: Edgy and a little scruffy
    Accent/Dialect: Brazilian Portuguese
    Sound of Voice: A sonorous, tone it is honeyed in a way that, if one were to first hear his voice, they would not expect such an intimidating fellow to be the owner of it. Yet this voice of his morphs to suit his mood. Take exasperation for example. Husky and orotund, he's conflicted between being amused or simply threatening them to leave.
    I tried but I have yet to find the proper way to describe how I envision his voice to sound like- eh
    Preferred Hand: Right handed
    Coordination: Remé is used to being out and about. His reflexes are also just as sharp.
    Scent: Probably minty




    Piercings: none
    Facecanon: ookurikara
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    Habits/OCDs/Obsessions:
    - A sport enthusiast
    - Tends to eat anything mint or peppermint flavoured.
    -He Whistles songs when wrapped up in a task.
    - Snarls, baring his teeth before attacking someone
    -Flicks another person's forehead when exasperated by their behaviour.
    - Twirls pencils or pens in his hand when thinking about what to write.
    - Paces around when stressed
    Known Languages: Portuguese & English




    Optimist or Pessimist: Optimist
    Introvert or extrovert: Introvert
    Greatest Fear: Fears being controlled. For this reason he'll do little acts of defiances not in an attempt to irritate the person in charge but to assure himself that he still has some control over he situation he is in.
    Other Fears/Insecurities/Phobias:




    Motto/Personal quote:
    "Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured."




    How does this character deal with or react to:
    Anger: Reme is dangerous. The unlucky sod who has become the target of his ire will not get away unscathed. When he's in this mood, talking things out will not work. There will be no Threats, no warning. Just a rumbling snarl and a fist rocketing into the person's face. He doesn't hold back. If he can't reach them,(ie. they've climbed up a tree) His hands will blindly grab for objects to throw at them. He will chase them to hell and back if he has to. The ferocity he harbours is greatly linked to whatever deed the person has done. If it's despicable, the person will be left with more than just a broken eye to tend to. His anger adds fuel to his blood-lust and need to avenge.
    Sadness: A scowl will stain his lips, eyes sullen and lacking its usual fiery lustre. Although he spaces out more, its twice as easy to agitate him. He's more likely to start a fight. Arguing over the smallest of things. He's a lot more blunt too, giving people the cold shoulder. He'll try to provoke someone into starting a fight just so his own anger will momentarily wash away his sorrow.
    Conflict/Danger: Remedio is the catalyst for conflict. Things escalate when he's around. He tears up all attempts at forgiveness and possibilities of peace, stubbornly vehement on getting revenge. When in danger, He is a bundle of excited energy. His muscles will be tense, prepared to propel him into action for whatever may come. He thrives in this sort of situation, enjoying the sensation of his heart racing and the rush of adrenaline.
    Rejection: He won't contemptuously lash out. On the contrary, he'll shift uneasily on the spot, rubbing the back of his neck as he blushes. Then he'll laugh, making eye-contact once more. He deals with it surprisingly well. This is due to the fact that he confesses to people he has a passing fancy for. He would never dare take a risk with someone he actually loves. Rejection from someone who has found a place in his heart will not bode well with him. He would rather never say it than take the risk.
    Fear: His first course of action would be to step forward rather than backwards. The second would be to start swearing at anything that startles him. He'll become paranoid, swiftly turning left and right. He'll refuse to let anyone wonder out on their own, insisting that the comes along as well.
    Change: Probably won't notice until he finds some sort of problem about it.
    Loss: Reme will go into denial. He'll turn away, shaking his head and muttering no repeatedly like a broken tape recorder. If anyone tries to console him or say how sorry they are for his loss he will violently disagree, exclaiming that there's nothing to be sorry for. In some cases he'll punch them, landing a blow to their stomach before being restrained by other people.
    Sex/Flirting: he won't block any of their advances. He'll leave them be, smirking whenever he hears them make a remark or if their touch lingers. He won't reciprocate anything they do unless he knows what it is they want from him. Basically he just wants to know if they have an ulterior motive. He's wary of mistaking a passing interest for something more.
    Pain: More violent. A lot more feral in his actions and speech. Avoid him until it gets better. The problem is, He ignore it, stubbornly continuing his life until it becomes too much to bear. It is only then that he allows himself to properly assess the source of the pain.
    Stress: If he's starting to feel stressed over something, Reme has a tendency to release it through breaking things. He'll tear up paper, snap pencils, shatter plates. A whirling tornado, he'll leave an area looking like a complete mess. Clothes strewn on the floor, wardrobe drawers flung to the ground. Him being stressful means an incredibly messy dorm.
    Peer pressure: Reme will scornfully glare them down. He turns the table on them and starts to pressure them into doing it. However, if they're trying to get him to do something that looks promisingly fun, he'll do it on his own terms.
    Guilt: without a single doubt or ounce of hesitation, He owns up to it. He'll obediently endure whatever the consequences are, believing that he deserves it.
    Being wrong: He will be vexed if he already did something under the belief of the wrong information, and is only corrected after he has done it. Scowling and shooting daggers at the space over the person's shoulders, he'll grumble something that shows he believes them.
    Being criticized: He can't really help being what he is. Nonetheless He'll listen to what they have to say. Then he'll proceed to give his own explanation of why he chose to behave in a particular way. If they refuse to see reason in his point of view then he won't take into consideration what they had said to them.
    Praise: Baffled. He isn't normally praised by people. Even if some of his intentions are good, his choice of dealing with it tends to earn disapproval instead.
    Love: Unconditional. He would never turn against them or think less of them because of what they do. He'll rarely admit such feelings to the person. Although it's obvious he sees them as more due to the fact that he treats them differently. He's a lot more easy-going, showing that he does actually have a sense of humour. He'll always consider them. If he's out buying things, he will likely remember something that the person has mentioned that they wished they had or was running low on, and purchase the object in question for them. He'll want to be physically close, draping an arm over their shoulder whilst at their side.
    Being hated: Reme will make a competition out of it, being just as hostile as the person who despises him, giving them more reasons to continue hating him.
    Humiliation: Sneers, tilting his head up ever so slightly so he's looking down his nose at somebody. He almost seems smug over it as if it was his plan all along to humiliate himself. He'll his his humiliation under a pretence of superiority.




    Hobbies:- Watches shows about crime and law.
    - Playing sports
    - Origami. Some people read books before sleeping, he chooses to fold paper into animals. His bedside table is often populated with these paper animals.
    - Going on nature hikes.
    Pet Peeves:
    -People who clearly cheat but get away with it.
    -Loudly sucking on a straw.
    - Loud snorers
    - When he lets someone borrow something and they never return it.
    Attitude: Moral, hot-headed
    Outlook on Life: It needs improvement
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    Family:
    Father- Benjamin Montalto
    Older Sister- Franki Montalto
    Older Brother-Benedict Montalto
    Hometown: Salvador




    Sleep Patterns: Reme sleeps when he has the time to. Normally on weekdays he goes off to bed around 11 pm, waking up at 10 past 6. On the weekends he sleeps in until the afternoon or until he gets hungry.
    Current dream in life: He just wants to knock some sense into trouble-makers, making them regret ever doing the mischief they did.




    History: Casper was named after a fictional ghost. Nemesis had been rather fond of the character.


    ----blink----


    'Why are all the nice people always dead?' she murmured to her boyfriend.




    Hey, I'm nice and not dead.'

    Nemesis glanced at him incredulously, fixing her attention back to the movie.'Children are kind both inside and out. It is how a parent teaches them that makes them become judgemental.'





    'They can't let them go about trusting murderers and creeps. you cant-'




    She covered his mouth with a hand, .' That's why I like the ghost. There's no point in teaching him these things if he's already dead and untouchable. '




    'Firstly, that is a morbid opinion. Secondly, hear me out, not all people are horrible..' The evening was spent debating over whether or not a purely benevolent person existed.


    ------end----




    Benjamin had chosen the name for their child. Nemesis(under the alias of Jestina) died during childbirth. The funeral consisted of only Benjamin and his two other children. She never spoke of her parents or any other family member. As he watched Nemesis's funeral box lowered into the ground, Benjamin's only regret was never marrying her. Nonetheless, he had requested the name inscribed on the grave-head to be Jestina Montalto. She would definitely love it. 'It's not official until we sign the marriage papers, you soppy romantic!' Benjamin could almost hear her voice say it, gleeful despite the word of disapproval that spilled from her.




    ---flicker---


    'You have the wrong kid!' Casper insisted, leaning forward in his chair and clenching his fists on his lap. He was a stocky boy at twelve. The collar of his dress shirt was crinkled, one half flat whilst the other flicked up. His hair was a wild mess of curls. Each time he opened his mouth the gaping hole of where a baby-tooth incisor once nestled was exposed.
    'She- She!' Casper grappled blindly for the word, growling in frustration.' morreu durante o parto!' He gestured uselessly with his arms, unable to find the words in English.





    'That sounds like Nemesis.' The teacher, crossing their arms over their desk, smiled.




    'You're not listening to me! miserável! you and everyone here-'




    The continued talking over him, Giggling, 'Well aren't you an Ireful. Get it? earful and Ire because you're so angry!' In response, Casper began outright swearing at them, vocalising phrases in his mother-tongue that he would never dare utter in front of his Father.




    'You don't even have anyone to return to! Think about it. Would you really choose a life in a foster home over this?' Their eyes narrowed. That shut Casper up.




    He stood, turning away.
    Silence.





    'Oh dear, I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd be-!' They shrieked and dived out of the way as Casper hefted the chair up and swung it at them. His screaming blended in with theirs, a chant that consisted of the same word.




    Shut up.
    They were wrong. He did have someone to return to.



    ---hush--


    Casper was 5 years old. The twins, Benedict and Franki were fifteen. Sometimes Reme watched Franki apply on makeup. He pinky-promised not to tell but he did. During dinner. Benjamin stilled loved Franki no matter what. A parent who loved unconditionally, Franki had burst into tears, relieved and finally free to be who she wanted to be with no fear. She was still aghast at Casper for breaking their promise but thankful. In a way, she was in-debted to her half-brother.


    ---i.o.u---


    'I'm sorry we have to meet due to this circumstance but it is important we discuss the future of Casper's living arrangement.' the Social worker flinched as the nine year old slammed his foot against the leg of the varnished table.




    'Stop it,' Benedict hissed.
    Casper turned his head away from the the adults, scowling as he placed his legs back firmly on the ground in-front of him. He shifted on the squeaky chair as they continued the discussion. Foster housing. They were throwing him away.
    He bet they blamed him. He scrunched up his eyes, trying to will away the sudden urge to bawl his eyes out. Hastily, his hands wiped away the tears. He sniffled, hunching his shoulders and subtly moving around so his back was facing the three.





    Franki glanced at Casper and her face crumpled. 'I'm sorry- I can't- No this is, Pa, the one before this mess, wouldn't want this. Let me take him in. Please. '


    ---Red and blue---




    It was difficult to admit the truth. He distracted himself with other things.




    Franki's little apartment barely had room for Casper's belongings. He ended up having to a share a room with her.




    He of all people should believe it. He was there when it happened.




    Benedict didn't visit or call them much.




    He was unable to say anything coherent the first time he tried to say it outloud, his wretched sobs choking him.




    There was a stray cat that visited them a lot, mewling and pawing at the window until one of them opened it. Benjamin. They named it Benjamin. For despite the trials it went as a stray, it was still trusting and loving.




    It took him a year to be able to say it. His Dad tried to kill him.
    Bet you weren't expecting that. Neither did anyone else but once they saw the frothing, wild man that was now Benjamin their thoughts changed. No one knew what turned a gentle man like him into a frenzied monster that attacked anyone that came near him. A disease? Poisoning? It was as if he was cursed by magic.




    Until Casper joined the academy he believed his Father had simply snapped under the burden. He couldn't handle having to deal with corrupt and twisted people anymore. His tolerance had broken, drowning his compassion and taking control over him in the form of something more sinister.




    ---truth---


    'You're telling me that I did this?!'





    'Casper please,' The teacher, the same one the teenager had turned to on his first year, raised their hands in a placating manner.
    Although a year had passed, Casper still acted the same. Angry. Oh but he looked different. Already shooting up like a sprout, he was becoming a lot more lean. His hair was a lot straighter too.





    Mind you he had shaved himself bald the first year when They had said that they loved his curly hair. A petty act of rebellion. Actually he still refused to pick out a new name for himself. He made a point of doing the opposite of what they wanted him to do.




    Recently, they realised the reason for his bouts of violent rage was due to the build of up power within him. He had no ability in consciously releasing the power onto others. Over time, he would no longer need to find an outlet for his power. But for now, his ability to induce Anger was simply working against him.




    'I did that to my dad, It was my fault!' Casper clenched his fists.




    'all right listen to me. You're father already had the anger bottled up in him. You're power just freed it.' They inhaled and repeated a verse they had learnt off by heart. ' Retribution can only happen if those that have been wronged step up to retaliate.'




    They continued on, 'You're power gives them the courage and strength to chase after the vengeance they desire. But He must 've been angry at a lot of things to have gone crazy and attack anyone. especially you, why would they? Oh, ' They looked piteously at Casper.




    Casper's expression fell. 'He blamed me for mum going away.'



    ---end---




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    Relationship Skills: He's loyal and sincere. That's just about it. The few relationships he has been in was brief; A week of flowery words and moments of passion before interest began to fade. They would soon breakup within the month. At the age of 19 he's more acquainted with the type of relationship where there's no strings attached. Which honestly is great because nobody ends up broken-hearted.
    Crushes: open
    Girlfriend/Boyfriend(s): open




    What kind of person would s/he consider to be the perfect partner?: -Somebody he can rely on to keep him calm. Although he'll probably super mellow around them anyway.
    -Someone who is honest about their feelings. He knows from personal experience how disastrous it can be if he doesn't know about any grudges they're holding. If he so much as brushes his hand against their head, when they're upset over something that someone has done to them his powers might decide to start working. And the next thing he could potentially hear, would be that his partner had beaten up the person who held up the cue at the coffee place, making them late for a meeting.
    -inspirational. they could potentially be someone he can respect and look up to.
    What do they consider to be a romantic setting/activity/date? He doesn't really know. Actually he does. He'd take them to a night festival. The kind with lanterns hanging side by side on rope glowing radiantly in different colours. There'd be games they could play, prizes to win, and food to buy. Then they could watch fireworks.




    Turn-ons: short|| bowties and ties.|| kindness || freckles || dimpled smiles || Fruity laughs || gruff voices || honesty || Argumentative. wouldn't make much of a stable relationship though .|| good-willed.|| || kindness||
    Turn-offs: Unprincipled || disrespectful || troublemaker ||
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    Likes:
    -Allegories
    -Mint bubblegum
    -Fighting
    -Retribution. He finds joy in making people regret their past actions. Bullies are a main target
    - Origami
    -action movies
    -scifi movies
    -dragons
    -cats
    -Throwing things
    Dislikes:
    - Reading a situation wrong
    - Cold pizza
    -his power
    Powers: Anger enhancement within other people which temporarily boosts their strength and courage. It also affects him albeit permanently.




    Skills/Talents:
    = Origami. His Sister, Franki, had a how-to book in her apartment. He ended up spending most of his time learning from it.
    = Dancing. There had been no other subject he could have picked without having to rearrange his entire school schedule. He's not that good in dancing. He is however a useful person to have in dance routines where another dancer needs to be lifted. One can be certain that he won't drop anyone or struggle with such a task.
    = Sport.
    =Studying. Not so much. He often requires a study buddy to ensure he doesn't space out or end up ripping out pages from a book out of frustration.
    Quirks:
    -When near a hanging portrait he'll push it so that it leans too much to one side.
    -He will reach out to anything with a do not touch sign.
    -generally making life difficult for older people
    -slaps a person on the back as a means of congratulating or praising them.




    Strengths: Moral, reliable, loyal, honest, helpful,
    Flaws:
    -Aggressive,
    -fiery tempered,
    -vengeful
    -sceptical,
    -destructive towards objects and people who have done something bad,




    Soft Spot:
    -People who are wronged or are victims. He wants to help them just as his mother Nemesis would back in the old days.
    -Cats.
    character playlist:
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    7:00: Martial arts
    8:00: biology
    9:00: William Shakespeare.
    10:00: British literature/american literature
    11:00: Track and field
    12:00: Lunch
    1:00: Dancing
    2:00: Trigonometry
    3:00: Biology
    4:00: Volleyball
    Dorm Room: 2A
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    Screen name: Parapluie
    Nickname: para
    Muse Level: 6/10
    Activity Level: 6/10




    Roleplay Sample:
    A jolt of worry strummed through him, making him tense up. Of course. Things just had to take a turn for the worse. He rubbed his face as if he could wipe away his expression of dread. He was already envisioning all the possible injuries that could occur from a scuffle with other werewolves. There were many solutions he could up with at the beat of a heart but If one of them had been bitten from one of the infected he would- the medic didn't know what he would do. That realisation struck another chord, one that mocked his intelligence and reliability. He frantically rummaged through various healing methods for something. Perhaps if somebody was bitten, he could administrate medication that was normally used for people infected with rabies. He removed his hands from his face, taking in a deep breath to relax.




    "Hopefully the patrol will return with a few bruises and bruises," Joseph answered trying to think positively. But he shook his head, clearly not agreeing with his own comment. " Or they could have all died," He slipped out. There was no point in sugar-coating something this dire. Lying would only give false hope and that would only lead to a greater sense of loss. Yet he grimaced, disgusted by his morbidity. He stepped back, pulling the door open wider, inviting the Hunter into the medic room.
    The room wasn't as large as a hospital ward but it was similar in design. Albeit with a desk tucked away in a corner.The room mainly consisted of beds. Blue curtains, currently opened, were between each bed for patients who sought privacy.




    "If you're here to help I guess you can clear out the space. Just put the stuff on my desk, please," he gestured to leafs of paper and books stacked on one of the beds. With news of the infection he had been rather busy reading up on all he could, and with the lack of an occupant one of the beds had become a table for his study materials. As for himself, Joseph headed towards a tall cabinet and began to rifle through its contents.
    Glass bottles and metal tools clinked together as he took out items that might be needed.
    "How many infected ambushed you?" Unable to remain quiet, he sought out more details to the story.
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  • Daughter of Ananke
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    Birth Name: Jahan Nariman
    Name: Sage Clairvoyant
    [size=6pt]('a long life' + 'ability to perceive events in future' ) [/size]
    Nickname: ---




    physical age: Sixteen
    mental age: Seventeen. it rises the more she learns how to control her power. At the current moment she hasn't really progressed much with her precognition.
    Birth date: January 1




    Sex: male
    gender identity: Female
    gender role: In terms of societal norms her demeanour is feminine
    Year: 5
    Species: Demigod




    Astrological Zodiac: Capricorn




    sexual orientation: Pansexual
    relationship status: Single
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    Height: 6'1
    Weight: 145 pounds
    Posture: Very languid. Loose and relaxed. 'a sway-back posture'.
    Build: Neither slender nor muscular. She's only just passed the gangly stage most teenagers go through after a growth spurt so she is rather willowy.




    hair color: light lavender
    hair type: relatively straight with the tips curling inwards.
    hair length: short
    Eye shape: narrow
    eye color: Azure
    other characteristics of eyes: --
    Face shape: oval
    usual expression: baffled, eyebrows pinched down as her eyes become fogged with confusion.




    Tattoos/Scars?: She's still too young for tattoos No scars either.
    Glasses/Contacts?: none
    Distinguishing features: Her height




    Jewelry: none
    Other accessories: none
    Weapons: She refuses to partake in anything violent. Although, she has been coaxed by teachers into learning how to use a blunt staff.




    Are they generally balanced or clumsy?: balanced
    Style: sophisticated and formal
    Accent/Dialect: A Persian accent
    Sound of Voice: A clear but softly spoken sound, she rarely raises it to be heard over clamour, and will have to lean in or gesture with signals for another person comprehend them.
    Preferred Hand: right handed
    Coordination: Sage doesn't exercise. Save for sport clubs she doesn't go out of her way to tone her muscles. In an endurance race she would be lagging at the back, probably walking in defeat. However she does have quick reflexes but its more to do with being able to move out of the way or bat things out of the way and less to do with actually catching something with her hands. She is rather skilled in first person shooting video-games.
    Scent: Sage's clothes would probably smell like the laundry detergent used to clean them.




    Piercings: none
    Facecanon: kasen kanesada
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    Habits/OCDs/Obsessions:
    -Coffee addict.
    - Keeps track of her actions by writing them down in a journal. She uses it to so she can identify her visions and reality apart.
    - Has a habit of leaning on anyone and anything if it can hold her weight.
    -They stretch their arms a lot, particularly when their seated.
    Known Languages: Persian and English




    Optimist or Pessimist: Optimist
    Introvert or extrovert: Extrovert
    Greatest Fear: Her power showing her someone elses death
    Other Fears/Insecurities/Phobias:
    She worries over being ignored, harbouring insecurity over whether or not people will validate her opinions. This is the reason why she speaks silently, making other people ask them to speak up. If they ask her to repeat herself, it reassures Sage that they genuinely want to hear what she has to say.
    Wearing dresses or skirts makes her uncomfortable. Mind you these articles of clothing are longe enough to pass her knees. She wouldn't be caught dead wearing anything any shorter unless they're gym shorts. She's insecure about her gender identity. She dreads hearing comments along the lines of ' wow, you're not like most girls' as well as insensitive jokes/ snide remarks about gender identity.
    Motto/Personal quote: “If one could always predict the future, this person would soon be the saddest being on earth, for it cannot be surprised nor could it stop thinking of making a difference.”




    How does this character deal with or react to:
    Anger: She goes as rigid as concrete, digging her fists into the hem of her shirt or crossing her arms over her chest. Her face will turn a shade of red, splotches of vermilion expanding on her cheeks. Sage rarely gets angry and when she does, it's short-lived. The flare of ferocity swiftly peters down, the urge to retaliate against the person vanishing. She'll choose to glare at the ground, avoiding eye-contact. Yet she will remain rooted to the spot, mutely demanding the aggriever to leave instead.
    Sadness: Sage becomes a lot more emotional. Her mind will be running around in circles asking the same questions. Some examples are 'Why can't I change what I see?' 'How did I not see this?' 'What did I do wrong?' The more she allows herself to think about the source of her sadness, the more bogged down she'll get. She's clingy, desperately hugging anyone whose willing to comfort her as if they are literally keeping her buoyant from drowning in Sorrow. If she's unable to hold back her tears, She'll attempt to turn away from other people or bury her face against a friend's shoulder.
    Conflict/Danger: It depends. If Sage has a sense of 'deja-vu' and feels like she's been in this same situation before she'll remain calm and stay fixed on her initial goal. If she doesn't feel it, then she's a lot like a deer, becoming incredibly jumpy and over-sensitive to sounds. If it's the latter she will likely try to find a way to retreat or at least get back up from a friend.
    Rejection: Offended. Hurt. Alienated. More than content with being by herself, she would have to be rather fond of someone, to desire to want to be close to them, to feel such an emotion. Which means that it's a lot more painful to bear; however, she'll likely smile for the person's sake. In terms of being denied membership to a club or being ignored by a group of strangers she's meant to work with, she doesn't really mind.
    Fear: Definitely will be backing away from the source of this fear. Her eyes will be wide in mortification. Her mouth would be open but her breath would have left her the moment fear struck her. So not a single quivering decibel will escape her throat. Putting distance would be her immediate course of action. Running away is the only logical course of action that fills her panic addled head during these moments.
    Change: She embraces changes with outstretched arms and an inquisitive eye. She'll curiously try to get more knowledge about whatever has changed, poking answers out of other people. Her attempts to interrogate people will be twice as insistent if she did not envision it happening.
    Loss: Acceptance. A child of fate understands that all things must come to an end. She'll cry and seek comfort in another person but she will likely jump back up from it quicker than normal people do. She moves on, knowing that lingering will not change anything.
    Sex/Flirting: Sage would definitely be flattered, making a compliment about the person who has spoken to her. Admittedly her compliments are the sort you'd give to a friend such as 'I love you're hair' or 'You're so cute'. It doesn't give away any sign if she returns the attraction. She has a rather innocent way of approaching people she likes. It doesn't involve sultry remarks. Sage shows her interest by giving the person gifts or simply staying by their side as company.
    Pain: Sage will back away, learning her lesson not to do whatever it is she just did to bring on a wave of pain. She'll tend to her wounds be they mental or physical. Then probably pout and whine about it to someone who is willing to listen to her.
    Stress: Sage becomes rather hyper. A bit like a headless chicken. The more she thinks about it the more twitchy she gets. She'll try to dispel it by tapping her fingers on a surface, twirling a pen or simply distracting herself with something fun. She'll complain about it, swearing at whatever is the cause of her stress. Her work becomes a lot more hectic, she'll put less effort in it in order to finish it earlier. In doing so getting rid of the stress weighing her down.
    Peer pressure: Sage will give in. She always will. Beet-red and nervously laughing she'll obey whatever it is her friends have demanded of her. IF what they want her to do shoves her way too far out of her comfort zone, she will cry, trembling as she apologises at her failure.
    Guilt: Very apologetic. She'll feel awful, heart twisting and ripping up over another person's sadness. She'll promise to make it up to them.
    Being wrong: Sage will stare in bafflement, clearly requiring a more in-depth explanation as to why. Once she understands it, she'll then laugh and rub her arms sheepishly. For the remainder of the time she spends with that person she'll be too embarrassed to engage in small-talk.
    Being criticized: Sage will curl in on herself, emotions packing into a tight shell as if to hide from it. Even if it is meant to help her, being pointed out her flaws still rubs salt in past wounds. She'll become less responsive as she tries to reason with herself.
    Praise: She'd beam, corners of her eyes crinkling as she soaks in the attention. She thrives on positivity especially if it is targeted to her.
    Love: She'll be upfront and honest about it. Maybe just maybe.. by doing so she'll discover that they also feel the same way about her. Then they could date. This is the type of thought that runs in her mind. In reality they'll probably only see her as a friend but she won't mind. So long as they still want to be friends she's satisfied. However, she will continue to compliment them and show an incredibly caring attitude.
    Being hated: Sage will avoid the person at any cost. She'll immediately turn the other way if she sees them near by. It doesn't matter if it means she'll be late for class, she will be taking the long detour just to stay away from them. She copes with being hated through avoidance.
    Humiliation: Sage will laugh along, covering her face with her hands. She'll ride this situation out as she would with most: smiling and reminding herself that that it gets better.




    Hobbies:
    -Sage has an interest in gardening. She often seeks the assistance of a child, whose godly parent has a relation to nature, and ask them about which flowers are best for the particular season.
    -Video gaming. Ironically she enjoys first-person shooting games. She will refuse partaking in violence in real life but won't mind doing so in virtual reality.
    - writes journal. Mostly so that she can read and check that her memories haven't mistaken visions that are from the near future as past events that's already happened.
    Pet Peeves: Not that many things actually. |forgetting to bring an umbrella when its raining| people that chew with their mouth open | Dirty nails. Dirty hands in general actually| When she's treated as if she's stupid | when people try to see if she's ticklish. she is. |




    Attitude: Welcoming but easily confused. Shows sparks of intelligence every now and then.
    Outlook on Life: Positivity and hopefulness. Sage quite enjoys how her life is at the moment. If she doesn't take into account her powers of course.
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    Family:
    Father: Abtin Nariman




    Hometown: Shiraz




    Sleep Patterns: Sage sleeps early at 8pm, awakening around half past 6 in the morning on everyday. Basically she has a sleeping schedule which is one of the few things she refuses to deviate from.
    Current dream in life: Successfully grow a flower without it dying




    History: Sage's Father was an accident prone man. Back when she was a child he would often tell her that he met her mother after his surgery. Sage had heard it thousands of times. Each time never failing to remind her how peculiar her Mother was. Her father never once showed anger upon her vanishing without a trace. When she had asked him about it he explained to her that if you loved something you have to let it go. Sage thought that was stupid. She wisely kept that opinion to herself. Her father worked as a Florist; hence why she grew an interest in gardening. They lived in a tiny apartment right in the centre of citylife. Her nightly lullaby was the faint honking of cars and growling of motor engines. Even in her youth, her powers were active. There were many times she tried to tell her Father that they had already been to the shop or that she had seen that particular person before. Eventually she stopped trying to get her Father to understand. As he would always laugh and simply say that it's a case of de-ja vu. As you might have suspected, Sage's Father remained loyal to the Woman who had left him years ago.
    Sage had a pleasant life back home but it wasn't until she was invited to the academy that she learnt more about herself. For starters people were more accepting and open-minded, allowing her to comfortably be who she wanted to be. Certainly, her father did love her but he had a clear idea in his mind of how he wanted Jahan to act. Nonetheless what he didn't know couldn't hurt him. Sage also found people who understood her powers, sharing their own powers to her.
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    Relationship Skills: She likes to think she's pretty decent at it. If she can get friends then she's positive she can find someone who wouldn't having her as a date at the very least.
    Crushes:
    Girlfriend/Boyfriend(s):




    What kind of person would s/he consider to be the perfect partner?: Someone she can goof around with. Definitely someone who is understanding and open-minded. Sage would probably like a person she can just have fun around. She has yet to truly think more in depth about what she seeks in a partner.
    What do they consider to be a romantic setting/activity/date? Something fun. For Sage, it would have to be going out to see the movies or a video arcade.
    Turn-ons: Positivity || strength || bravery || Kisses || soft hair || supportive
    Turn-offs: ill-tempered || gloomy || foul sense of humour || disloyal || does not care for nature ||
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    Likes:
    Flowers, Coffee, relaxing, weekends, stretching, cats
    Dislikes: tests, homework, writing a lot, judgemental people,
    Powers: Precognition. During the night, her dreams are taken over by visions of her future. Most of the time, upon awakening, it will be too hazy for her to remember accurately. However she will remember an aspect of her vision if she passes something that reminds her of it. She has yet to consciously make herself see the future whilst awake. She relies on sleeping for the moment.
    If she developed her powers and learnt to control it she'd be able to see into other people's futures.




    Skills/Talents:
    Wants to learn to grow flowers. She has yet to succeed without them dying.
    Pretty decent with a camera, the sort who somehow manages to make everything look good without having to take a second shot.
    Quirks: Often buys/makes coffee because it smells nice, forgetting to actually drink it before it gets cold.
    Often has her phone out to take pictures of anything that captures her fancy. So she is a notorious selfie taker.
    Strengths: Positivity.
    Good-natured
    Forgiving
    obedient
    insightful
    Flaws:
    Will do anything if pressured into it.
    Lacks a will to retaliate or to defend her opinions
    If she hasn't forseen an event she is cowardly. A person who takes flight rather than stays and fights




    Soft Spot: Victims of bullying. Being complimented or praised. Sad people as she will drop whatever it is she's doing and go over and comfort them.




    character playlist: will add
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    7:00: Calculus
    8:00: World literature
    9:00: Psychology
    10:00: Photography
    11:00: Anthropology
    12:00: lunch?lunch.
    1:00: Band
    2:00: William Shakespeare
    3:00: baseball




    Dorm Room: 4B
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    Screen name: קคгคקlยเє
    Nickname: para
    Muse Level: 5/10
    Activity Level: 7/10




    Roleplay Sample:
    A jolt of worry strummed through him, making him tense up. Of course. Things just had to take a turn for the worse. He rubbed his face as if he could wipe away his expression of dread. He was already envisioning all the possible injuries that could occur from a scuffle with other werewolves. There were many solutions he could up with at the beat of a heart but If one of them had been bitten from one of the infected he would- the medic didn't know what he would do. That realisation struck another chord, one that mocked his intelligence and reliability. He frantically rummaged through various healing methods for something. Perhaps if somebody was bitten, he could administrate medication that was normally used for people infected with rabies. He removed his hands from his face, taking in a deep breath to relax.




    "Hopefully the patrol will return with a few bruises and bruises," Joseph answered trying to think positively. But he shook his head, clearly not agreeing with his own comment. " Or they could have all died," He slipped out. There was no point in sugar-coating something this dire. Lying would only give false hope and that would only lead to a greater sense of loss. Yet he grimaced, disgusted by his morbidity. He stepped back, pulling the door open wider, inviting the Hunter into the medic room.
    The room wasn't as large as a hospital ward but it was similar in design. Albeit with a desk tucked away in a corner.The room mainly consisted of beds. Blue curtains, currently opened, were between each bed for patients who sought privacy.




    "If you're here to help I guess you can clear out the space. Just put the stuff on my desk, please," he gestured to leafs of paper and books stacked on one of the beds. With news of the infection he had been rather busy reading up on all he could, and with the lack of an occupant one of the beds had become a table for his study materials. As for himself, Joseph headed towards a tall cabinet and began to rifle through its contents.
    Glass bottles and metal tools clinked together as he took out items that might be needed.
    "How many infected ambushed you?" Unable to remain quiet, he sought out more details to the story.
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    Winged immortal
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    full name— Hisashi Jōnen
    nicknames -
    age— ?
    apparent age- 18 years
    gender— Male
    pronouns - Masculine
    species— Tengu
    abilities - Flight: An innate skill made possible by the feathery appendages on his back. They aren't just there for presentation. When it comes to ambushes, he is a valuable asset. Diving from the sky to snatch up enemies and dropping them from perilous heights. So long as nobody has their eyes glued to the sky of course. You would think that wings that are powerful enough to keep his body afloat are as tough as bricks but no. They're an Achilles heel you could say. Perhaps in another decade, they will be more resilient.
    Lightning: Meeting Hisashi for the first time is a shocking experience. Literally. He has a habit of giving other people a static-shock. The action is harmless to the receiver, though they might be startled. Since it is often misconstrued as intentional and thus evokes a person's irritation, he avoids physical contact.





    The lack of control can be considered a defence mechanism rooted in his subconsciousness. This static-shock is unavoidable, people who touch him will receive a static-shock. Thankfully, he has better control of manipulating lightning. It requires him to actually pay attention in order to direct a bolt of lightning potent enough to do actual damage onto a target. People that are struck may end up unconscious, lose feeling in the area that is hit, or get a bad case of nausea. In some cases things end up burnt. But in order to inflict damage equivalent to the latter, there must be a storm brewing above him, which gives him a strong source of energy to amass.




    Storms: Having honed in on this ability a lot more, he only requires a few minutes to create one. Gusts of wind will push clouds into one particular area. With further provocation from a Tengu will darken and shoot down rain. Water droplets might be replaced with hail if the climate is cold enough. Mostly, Hisashi partially uses this ability to evoke strong gales to aid in his flight. Though he has also used it as a means of retreating and hiding from people.





    appearance— Some people wish for Hisashi to be smaller. Sometimes he nods in agreement. Exceeding six feet, he sticks out in a crowd, making it impossible to be inconspicuous. Throw in a set of wings that loom over his body, and he's as detectable as fire in the dark. A life of flying and constant movement gives him a rather rugged body. Although his skin isn't marred or wrinkled it is neither smooth or pristine. Which is unsurprising as he is constantly exposing himself the weathers elements.




    As permanent as the head above his neck, his wings can not be hidden away with a spell. Although, he has never tried to rid them from sight. When they are drawn out to their full span, feathers fanning out proudly, he gives an illusion of valour. A reminiscent of his ancestors. The combined weight of his his body and wings add to 191lb.




    Just like his hair, the feathers are a thick coat of black. They are sleek and lustrous, clearly well tended to. His hairstyle on the other hand is a different story. Short with a fringe brushing to the left of his face, it has a knack of becoming a tumbling, static mess.




    People that aren't a Tengu don't have the highest opinions of him when they only have his appearance to go by. It is probably his height. He guesses it makes him look like a menace. His facial structure is probably a second reason. It's all pointed edges, sharp, a narrow pointy nose; it often results in a restingface that looks stern or grumpy.




    A third reason is that Tengu nails are too similar to talons; perfect for snatching up children and eating them. Hisashi snorts whenever he hears that rumour, waggling his black talon-tipped fingers. These nails are better at cutting than snatching.




    Some unease is likely to rise due to his eyes. It is a radiant green, splinters of gold striking from the iris to the edge of the pupil. In places lacking light, his eyes are faintly luminescent, seemingly to exude a glow. 'weird', people will say. Hisashi will shrug. There's little he can do about it.




    The only thing nobody gets their feathers ruffled over is his ears. Probably since they can't feel alarmed by them. Long and pointed, much like his face, it lacks a softness of smooth curves. Three earrings adorn his right ear. The lowest one is a simple red stud, the upper two are circular rings crafted of silver. There are a few who point his ears out but they are often remarks born of curiosity rather than wariness. Although, most people are drawn to more prominent features. Such as the smile that makes its appearance whenever he speaks of his interests or simply finds something amusing. It shatters the assumption of him being foul-tempered, contradicting that aura he has around him by appearing gentle.




    Pants are never a problem for Hisashi. One leg went there, the second over there, pull it up and tada You're wearing pants. It's shirts he struggles with. He can understand the importance of Leather Armour that is crafted specifically for his kind; Anything that stops an arrow embedding deeply in his gut is fondly thought of. Yes, both shirts and armour require the same amount of time to put on but there is no benefit for cotton tops. They offer little protection. But they are comfy; Pillowy and soft, like cottoncandy.




    Back to the topic at hand. If one happens to be curious as to how Hisashi can wear shirts read on, if not, skip this paragraph.
    This Tengu wears shirts that are backless, a portion of cloth at the top and bottom remain at the back of his shirts to ensure the article remains in place. The wide gap between the strips allow room for his wings. Most of his clothes are made in this manner. His wings, particularly when folded, obscure the hole from view. So it appears as normal as any humans' clothing. His shirts range from grey flannels to loose, plain tops.




    height - 6'3
    weight - 191lb
    hair colour - Black
    eye colour - green
    faceclaim— Dantalion (Makai Ouji)
    miscellaneous - I really wanted a character with noticeable pointy ears. This was the only face claim I could find. Although canonically this guy has red eyes I decided to make my character's eyes green seeing as there are already quite a few characters with a trait in the red spectrum.




    likes
    =Valleys
    = Treasure maps
    =Canyons
    =Mountains
    =Birds, particularly falcons
    = A turnado
    = Deserts. The fact that he feels like he's being baked alive adds to the experience
    =Gemstones, along with anything that glitters.
    =getting the top bed of a bunkbed
    = unexpected turns of events
    = spicy food
    =placing bets




    =The thrill of falling and catching yourself at the last minute before you become a squished pulp on the ground




    strengths -
    =Well-versed in written language.
    =Honourable
    =keeping promises
    = A good sense of direction.
    = His curiosity overrules fear
    =confident
    =Negotiating
    =long-distance travelling






    dislikes
    =clipped wings
    = Would tengus molt? Or do they only grow feathers back if they've been forcibly removed?
    =Wild goose chases
    =Opposing opinions
    = greasy things
    =No sense of humour
    =Uptight attitude
    weaknesses -
    =Frivolity
    = Gives in to temptation
    =Avarice: for knowledge and gold.
    = a pushover, he can't say no to puppy dog eyes- in most circumstances
    = A refusal to give up even if it does irritate people
    = His wings










    love interest— ~~
    sexuality - Homosexual panromantic
    lover— ~~~
    turn ons -
    = humorous
    = open-minded
    = expressive in their emotions
    = confidence.
    = Competitiveness
    = Someone he can look to for guidance or assurance
    = A hopeless romantic. There's something endearing about people who still believe in the whole 'one true love' and 'love equals a happyending' getup.

    turn offs -
    = Overly demanding
    = Disrespect of personal space
    = exploitative
    = tactless
    = Shallowness
    = Allergic to feathers. For an obvious reason.





    other
    dormitory - Vel dorm
    activity - 5/10
    plots -




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    A big guy like him looks like trouble doesn't he? Which, if bribed, isn't far from the truth. But being an opportunistic hireling is only a hobby. Hisashi is a very Inquisitive individual. While some people lose the passion for knowledge the longer they live, Hisashi's quest of broadening his intellect expands with each passing season. Considering how long he's been around, his curiosity is monumental. If a rumour or piece of information catches his interest, he'll start digging to gather a better understanding of it. The next best thing to learning would be teaching. For this reason he is helpful; tutoring is fun. Even if the person being trained is a lost cause. He at least gets the pleasure of blabbering about something he knows. His head is often buzzing with tales of grandeur; he can't resist the idea of something better. He likes the challenge of gaining the unobtainable, and is prone to going on wild goose chases because of it. He is a constant victim to temptation. Who doesn't want nice things? Most of his actions are often motivated by a personal gain.
    Is he Selfish? Yes, unabashedly so. But Hisashi hasn't survived this long by selling out every person he associates with. To some degree, he is honourable, and won't turn his back on people or relinquish any secrets. But if gems are involved- oh, he will be very torn over what decision to make.




    Yet despite his avarice, he can't turn a blindeye on injustice. Which, if one happened to know about his past activities, makes him either a hypocrite or somebody trying to redeem himself. Honestly, Even Hisashi isn't sure which one it is. He does try to be sincere, it's something he wants to be. But that's as likely as him becoming a sulker. There are moments where he is inches from acting like a grump, especially if he hasn't been sleeping, but he has yet to completely lose his playfulness. If there's one thing he can be 100% certain of, it's his sense of humour. Admittedly not everyone will appreciate his frivolity. A light-hearted tone is never welcomed in times of mourning. Hisashi knows this from personal experience.




    To summarise, Hisashi is greatly controlled by greed but wants to be a better person. He is knowledgeable but susceptible to temptation. He is curious, willing to accept all forms of opinions to paint a clearer picture. He is honourable but doesn't strive to do good. He is helpful so long as he benefits from it. Laughter is the best medicine in his opinion. Hisashi and confidence go hand in hand. Seeing it all written down, he has barely improved himself by leaving his family.
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    History spoke of bird demons that were powerful fighters. Back then, Tengus were warriors with an honourable task of vanquishing evil. Had more of HIsashi's ancestors survived corruption, they would have been outraged at the fall from grace the species had taken. They were now considered equivalent to the evil that had rampaged the world centuries ago. Their presence elicited distrust and fear from humans. In order to avoid the newly kindled hostility, Some Tengus sought refuge on high terrain, making a home in mountains. Others lived a life of constant migration. Another portion fought back, refusing a life of estrangement. They fought fire with fire, matching the aggression that was shown towards Yokai.




    The path of mayhem Hisashi walked did not match his childhood.
    If Hisashi was asked to share his earliest memory it would go something like this: There was a valley in the midst of a mountain range. Like an oasis in a desert, teeming with greenery. Sheltered by the mountains from the harsh wind, flowers bloomed and small copses unfurled from the ground, forming a forest. A river sliced through the woodland, shallow and swift. Mainly Yokai with an affinity to nature lived or raised their young there. His family chose this place for the latter reason. When Hisashi had grown too large to cradle in a sling during flight, they settled in the valley, awaiting the day HIsashi was able to fly alongside them.




    Hisashi's family consisted of three other people. Alongside lessons in flight, the trio worked together to educate him of the world, each having their own unique advice to deliver. Although years had passed since he last saw them, he could still recollect aspects of them.
    One of them had Flaxen tinted feathers that glinted brightly when under the sun. She owned a sharp-tongue, a loud voice, and a riddle of scars across her skin. Rage simmered in her eyes but it was never directed at her family. The second was A cluster of brown feathers, wings reaching out to gently smack him upside the head in a playful jest. Despite his light-hearted nature, He was the most sincere of the trio. He was also the least high-strung; one of the lucky few who was able to move forward from the horrific memories of their plights. He was the rope that stopped the other two from falling into paranoia, comforting them when one or both of the two awoke from a trauma-induced nightmare. The third person was a tangle of nerves. their black feathers constantly ruffled, bushy eyebrows furrowed fretfully. They were prone to stress. The other two were unable ease their worry, and could only offer hugs and assurances whenever they broke into tears, insistent that something was watching them, waiting to ambush them. Hisashi's family harboured a troubled history.




    When his family was certain he had a good grasp of flight, they returned to their original goal. Before Hisashi was born, they had been hunting for things. Treasure, relics, old books and scripts, long forgotten buildings and places. Anything that grabbed their interest really. They took what they wanted. With no divine order placed upon them by gods they sought to pursue knowledge. It was only natural that Hisashi grew a fondness of gathering intellect. The search was fun, and research undertaken to understand their findings was even more invigorating. Most items they sought were owned by humans. As such many of their missions involved ambushing people. They pillaged small settlements, leaving ghosttowns in their wake. His family strongly resented humans, and this hatred was also kindled within Hisashi.




    A century later, when they heard news of a battle going on against yokai and humans in a nearby town, they jumped into the fray, nobly standing up for their kind. This was the first time Hisashi witnessed the tension between humans and demons. The events that took place was horrifying. It shattered him.




    He met Iya in a less than favourable situation. It was peculiar how he still remembered Their name whilst he couldn't recollect his family members'. When the war was taking a turn for a worse, he was ordered to stay away. He hid in the forest, recuperating from his wounds. His family told him to avoid humans. They never said he also had to be wary of other demons. What took place was something that left his wings crippled and bleeding. Clumps of feathers torn off. Bruises and cuts laced his skin but his wings were the main source of his agony. The one that did this to him was haunted by a grotesque past. A Tengu had hurt the demon long ago, sparking a fury that escalated to the point of it assaulting Hisashi on sight. He was mauled simply for his nature. But Hisashi would never discover this. He would only know that a demon attacked him, and a human had come to his aid. He learnt a valuable lesson from this; good and bad was not easily distinguished. Not all Yokai looked out for one another and not all humans were hell-bent on getting rid of them.




    It was perhaps the combination of being attacked by another Yokai and the war waging in town he had taken part in that resulted in his lightning magic to develop to into what it was. Not even Iya was safe from getting a dose of static-shock whenever they checked the Tengu's wounds. He learnt many things about Iya, the most surprising being that they were a mercenary. One would assume that someone with a nurturing heart would have a more acceptable career. Having grown fond of them, he decided to stick with Iya. When his family found him and heard of his decision, they begged him to change his mind, insisting that the human couldn't be trusted. They had even attempted to get rid of Iya themself, which only infuriated Hisashi. His family quickly departed, bitterly returning to a life of raiding. For that was the true nature of their work. Their goal might have been to gather knowledge but the aftermath of their search was one of destruction.




    As for the fate of him and Iya, the duo plunged into the underworld society. Having earned Hisashi's friendship, Iya was confident that no harm would come to them. Which they were right. No matter how risky the job, Hisashi would be watching from the skies, ready to dive in and help if needed. The art of thievery was easy under the cover of a stormy night- Curtsey of Hisashi. It was odd, despite Iya's dabbling in illegal activities, they taught Hisashi a lot about morality. Such as only stealing from the rich, and that killing people that had done bad things was completely fine. After Iya retired from that type of life in order to pursue something more domestic, Hisashi continued to work under the cover of Iya's identity. He learnt what he could from the blackmarket trade, evening joining in on a few missions that involved stealing from the rich, and amassed numerous contacts. Through this he had a constant source of information. THe wealth he gained was an added bonus. He enjoyed collecting gemstones and jewellery. Ever the faithful friend, Hisashi stayed by Iya's side. His loyalty extended towards Iya's partner and child. Then to Iya's descendants. He protected them and ensured they lived a life of comfort. Iya wasn't the spitting image of righteousness. By siding with them over his family, Hisashi had only traded one life of violence for another. But the decision was a catalyst for making Hisashi question himself and those around him. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]


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  • Wind CHaracter
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    Name: Niyol The Navajo word for wind

  • Virtues


    xx - hi i've finished my virtue character

  • Nishimiya

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    Caramel Renard[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; border-bottom: 1px solid #0d0d0d; width: 250px; text-align: left; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 11px; color: #0d0d0d; margin-top: 2px;]FACE CLAIM:Nishimiya[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; border-bottom: 1px solid #0d0d0d; width: 250px; text-align: left; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 11px; color: #0d0d0d; margin-top: 2px;]IDENTIFIES AS:Female[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; border-bottom: 1px solid #0d0d0d; width: 250px; text-align: left; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 11px; color: #0d0d0d; margin-top: 2px;]SPECIES: Enchanter[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; border-bottom: 1px solid #0d0d0d; width: 250px; text-align: left; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 11px; color: #0d0d0d; margin-top: 2px;]SEXUALITY: Homosexual[/fancypost]


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    ■ observant
    ■ cunning
    ■ peaceful
    ■ an idealist[/fancypost]
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    ■ vindictive
    ■ controlling
    ■ deceitful
    ■ competitive
    ■ selfish
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    -location: left side of face on cheek
    ■ Is Karou blue's ex
    ■ obsessed over having a perfect relationship
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  • future template

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    TEXT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; border-bottom: 1px solid #0d0d0d; width: 250px; text-align: left; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 11px; color: #0d0d0d; margin-top: 2px;]FACE CLAIM:TEXT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; border-bottom: 1px solid #0d0d0d; width: 250px; text-align: left; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 11px; color: #0d0d0d; margin-top: 2px;]IDENTIFIES AS:TEXT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; border-bottom: 1px solid #0d0d0d; width: 250px; text-align: left; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 11px; color: #0d0d0d; margin-top: 2px;]SPECIES: TEXT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; border-bottom: 1px solid #0d0d0d; width: 250px; text-align: left; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 11px; color: #0d0d0d; margin-top: 2px;]SEXUALITY: TEXT HERE[/fancypost]


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    ■ peaceful
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    ■ stuff
    ■ stuff
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  • [spoiler= the dreamer ]

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    [justify]“Sometimes people need to lie to themselves most of all.” [/fancypost][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; width: 300px; height: 300px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -4px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 300px; height: 300px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 300px; min-height: 300px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana]
    FULL NAME HERE Monroe Gale Stroud
    NICKNAME(S) --
    GENDER Male
    - gender identity: Male
    - preferred pronouns: he/ him
    AGE 17
    - birth date: June 3
    ALIAS Chintamani
    POWERS & ABILITIES The Illusion.




    BRIEF PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION




    Monroe is really studious, he likes getting perfect scores. Outside of education, he's less serious about things. he isn't precisely influential. He doesn't try to encourage people to do the right thing nor does he push people to be wild. He has a personality that seems to be accepting of everything. However, that isn't really the case. He refuses to acknowledge a lot of things, Including facts backed up with evidence.




    Distractions are like inhibitors. They slow productivity and prevent a person from performing at their highest potential. Denial is a type of distraction. In Monroe's case, it is a large influence on his perception of reality. If he's bullied he'll believe that his tormentors are joking around. If he has a crush he'll believe that the discomfort and inability to think of anything but that person is annoyance. He'll think that everything they do is bothersome. If someone important has left him he'll---no.... People important to him would never leave his side. Ever.




    In all examples denial has been used to avoid humiliation, rejection and grief. The last example shows that he will use his powers on himself to continue denying the truth, believing the lies he has fabricated. It's very easy to rattle him, causing him to become defensive and irritable. Anyone that causes a breakage in his happy illusion will become a target that Monroe will practise his powers on. It is a bit like a childish tantrum but potentially more lethal.




    He is co-dependent on his powers, using it as an emotional crutch. He loves showing his powers to people,-he'll even offer to grant them a wish- though it has more to do with wanting to share the experience than being praised. He wants other people to feel the same tranquillity he does from his illusions.




    POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS relaxed || book-smart ||curious|| doesn't take anything seriously || pensive ||
    NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS Intolerant || close-minded || assertive || Unsympathetic || Gluttonous. He will lose himself to the illusions he has created, spending hours just using his powers. Even if it does hold consequences he won't be able to stop.
    LIKES
    Reading fictional books
    top scores
    sharing his 'visions' with other people
    granting wishes albeit temporarily.
    Wants to fly
    dreaming
    DISLIKES
    people who lack imagination
    going with the flow
    not being forewarned about any changes
    spending an allnighter studying
    STRENGTHS Will always follow the plan.
    Has the motivation to improve his skills.
    Hardworking
    WEAKNESSES finds it difficult to recall the past.
    Sometimes confuses his own illusions as reality and vice versa.
    Frequently in denial.
    HISTORY Although he would never confess to it, He had used his powers on his parents. In his perception, his family was perfect. There were never hardships in his childhood. Parents never argued. His Sibling didn't hang around with the wrong crowd. He wasn't bullied. In fact he had many friends, though he couldn't recall any of his companions names. In reality, The awakening of his powers began with the alterations of Monroe's past. Memories were replaced. A death was forgotten. Monroe wouldn't be able to remember any of this. He'd only remember the lies he has chosen to believe.
    - birthplace: he thinks its Scotland
    - parents: Russell, dad, and Amber, his mother.
    - siblings: His older sibling. alive. studying abroad as well.
    - other kin: none




    SEXUALITY bisexual
    RELATIONSHIP STATUS single
    LOVE INTEREST(S) .
    SPOUSE .
    TURN ONS
    TURN OFFS Pushy, forces their opinions onto him,




    CHARACTER PLAYLIST
    FACECLAIM Reiji Suwa
    Character gif x
    This is an image of him x .
    and this is also him x
    PLOT IDEAS answer here
    OTHER the golden hue of pancakes
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  • virtual game au


  • [spoiler = indebted suga]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color: black; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height: margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -4px;]FULL NAME Benjiro Watanabe
    NICKNAMES/ALIASES Since he is a teacher he is accustomed to being referred to as Mr Watanabe.
    GENDER Male
    AGE 22


    HEIGHT/WEIGHT 5'11 / 150 lb
    BODY MODIFICATIONS
    WRITTEN DESCRIPTION What's up with Benjirou's silver hair? It's caused by the stress of being a part-time parent to a class of fifteen goblins. It definitely doesn't have anything to do with Achromotrichia a condition- That he is born wth- where haircells are incapable of producing enough pigmentation. The colour of his eyes are like caramel, and they give off the same sort of diabetic sweetness one would expect from crystallised sugar. When you observe how he behaves alone it is obvious that he is exhausted. His eyes become hooded, gaze directed at nothing in particular, body slouched in his seat. Yet the moment someone strikes up a conversation with him, he drags himself out of this sleepy trance to offer a smile. He's presumably around 5'11 with a lean build.
    CLOTHING STYLE Casually formal such as jeans with a white buttoned shirt.
    EXTRA ---
    JOB(S)[OPTIONAL] The real question is where isn't he working? He's currently juggling three jobs. During the weekdays he's a teacher at Lidt Preschool. At nightfall he can be found working as a waiter at the Evanescence Bar.


    the weekends is when he has two days off from the previously mentioned jobs. However since weekend-nights are often busiest at the Casino, Benjiro's plans of sleeping in is often scraped in favour of stepping up as a backup card dealer at the casino.


    + preschool teacher
    + waiter at the avenescence bar
    + card dealer at the casino
    (he will eventually quit two of these jobs / get fired)


    PET(S)[OPTIONAL] Nope. He's barely home so that would be a terrible idea.


    PERSONALITY It is a miracle Benjiro hasn't dropped dead from exhaustion. You would expect someone who is managing three jobs to have eye-bags atop his eye-bags. Being a teacher is a job that saps you of energy. Running around as a waiter would deplete the levels further. You would be completely correct to assume this young man is bone-tired. He may not look like a sleep deprived zombie with bloodshot eyes, a flat expression and heavy bruises beneath each eye but the despairing amount of time he devotes to catching on some snoozes holds other consequences. He confesses that he has fallen asleep during work, sometimes in his classroom during recess or in a storage room whilst checking supplies. He always shakes off the accusations, insisting that he was resting his eyes.


    Truth be told, Benjiro is often perceived as simple and dull. A decent enough worker but he significantly lacks the ambition to standout as a model worker. He appears to be stressed out but in control. But like a string slowly being frayed with how much it is being pulled any moment he will snap. He's pretty much accepted a weekly schedule of work, nap, work, maybe eat, back to work. In terms of his feelings towards his soulmate, He's a lot less enthusiastic about finding them. Barely scraping enough money to pay his share of rent(although he had resorted to sharing his apartment with a roommate to help with bills he's still pathetically struggling to make ends meet), let alone food for himself, he's ashamed of his current predicament and doesn't want to disappoint his soulmate.


    He's the cool uncle that kids flock to during family gatherings, nieces and nephews cheering the moment they spot the glint of silver hair walking down the driveway. Without a doubt they are eager to hear another wild tale from Benjiro's past. (These stories are often over-exaggerated, more fable than truth but his audience remains obliviously amused) Children in general just seem to like him. As a teacher he is mild-tempered; always ready to carefully resolve their problems for them, to patiently assist them through difficult questions or to firmly scold them for breaking a school rule. On the other hand, within the company of only adults, he's a lot less sensitive. He's more likely to give a rough pap talk or just shake their head in disappointment(at their incapability of solving their own drama) than comfort a fellow adult as they tell him their woes. Benjiro has a coy nature that only steps into the spotlight whilst he's working at the bar or casino. Influenced by the general atmosphere of the places he's a lot more generous with his compliments and playful banter, proving that in the presence of attractive people he can be charming. He admits that it is rather shallow to fancy people based on their appearance alone but he doesn't have much time to spare to sit down and get to know a person at a more personal level.


    + sleepy
    + charismatic
    + fatherly
    + strict
    + dishonest. sugar coats the truth / tells white lies
    + creative
    + promiscuous
    + passive aggressive
    + Unbiased
    +open minded
    + cheap-skate


    LIKES
    Coffee.
    power naps
    one night stands
    discounts at shops
    his room-mate
    visiting his family
    babysitting


    DISLIKES
    money
    spoilt people
    Rain
    burnt food
    ..also his room-mate
    people knowing that he is dirt poor.


    STRENGTHS
    multitasking
    I like to think he's a good teacher.


    WEAKNESSES
    terrible at managing his money, making brash thoughtless decisions when it comes to finances. his past is proof of this.


    Sleep deprived. He's less observant of his surroundings and is also to intolerant to annoyances. probably most likely person to go from smiling softly to rage quitting.


    all work and no play makes him a rather dull boy apparently. His charisma is all he has going for him. Well, that and the large collection of discount coupons.


    self-centered. not in the sense that he is narcissistic but he's more interested in solving his own problems than another persons. Although, he does pretend to care.


    BRIEF HISTORY Benjiro moved to Hanghaesa city at the age of 18 in hopes of finding his fortune. What better way to impress his soulmate than to be rich? He found himself heavily in-debt instead. Naive and so very trusting, Benjiro had unknowingly invested a lot of his money into a newly formed company that turned out to be a complete scam. He had to hire a lawyer to cut him loose from the contract he had signed with this false company but by then his bank account was practically empty.


    Now the problem with getting a lawyer was that these people cost a fortune. Since he was practically a dollar away from being listed as bankrupt the bank refused to loan him any money, unable to believe that Benjiro would pay them back. So he sought the help of a loanshark, which at the time he had thought was a member of a legit, legal money lending association. Including the large interest-fee slapped onto the foraged agreement between him and the loanshark- again he was not aware that he to pay interest- he owed a lot more money than he originally did. In order to keep up with the monthly payments he had to take on more than one job.


    Because of this he:
    - still hasn't paid off his teachers degree
    - is currently sharing his apartment with a room-mate.
    - is mostly living off of microwave noodles and coffee.
    - hasn't told his parents because he doesn't want them to be ashamed of his stupidity of being fooled twice.
    -is working multiple jobs


    FAMILY
    Mother - Anzu
    Father - Fumio
    Ichika Watanabe - sister - 32
    Kaguya Watanabe -sister - 35
    Haru Watanabe - brother - 30
    numerous nieces and nephews.


    ORIENTATION bisexual
    RELATIONSHIP STATUS single but fools around with other people
    SOULMATE open
    TATTOO open


    THEMESONG(S)
    Drops of Jupiter - TRAIN
    you could be happy - Snow Patrol
    say you wont let go - James Arthur
    ROLEPLAY SAMPLE in a spoiler beneath form.
    PLOT IDEAS
    Maybe Benjiro accidentally grows a romantic interest for one of his friends? someone who isn't his soulmate. my two favourite cliches rolled into one
    OTHER 2 paragraphs?


    *I don't know If I'll keep this appearance for the character might change it to this :

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    FULL NAME HERE Monroe Gale Stroud
    NICKNAME(S) --
    GENDER Male
    - gender identity: Male
    - preferred pronouns: he/ him
    AGE 17
    - birth date: June 3
    ALIAS Chintamani
    POWERS & ABILITIES The Illusion.




    BRIEF PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION




    Distractions are like inhibitors. They slow productivity and prevent a person from performing at their highest potential. Denial is a type of distraction. In Monroe's case, it is a large influence on his perception of reality. If he's bullied he'll believe that his tormentors are joking around. If he has a crush he'll believe that the discomfort and inability to think of anything but that person is annoyance. He'll think that everything they do is bothersome. If someone important has left him he'll---no.... People important to him would never leave his side. Ever.




    In all examples denial has been used to avoid humiliation, rejection and grief. He will go as far as to use his powers on himself. He is easily irritated by questions, becoming overly defensive and brash. Anyone that causes a breakage in his happy illusion will become a target that Monroe will use his powers on.




    He is co-dependent on his powers, using it as an emotional crutch. He loves showing his powers to people,-will even offer to use his powers to make a dream come true- though it has more to do with wanting to share the experience than being praised. He wants other people to feel the same tranquillity he does from his illusions. Without the use of his powers Monroe isn't influential. On its own, his words do not fill people with courage or hope. If anything, it only makes people feel worse. He is hopeless without his gift.




    POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS relaxed || book-smart ||curious|| doesn't take anything seriously || pensive ||
    NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS Intolerant || close-minded || assertive || Unsympathetic || Gluttonous. He will lose himself to the illusions he has created, spending hours just using his powers.
    LIKES
    Reading fictional books
    top scores
    sharing his 'visions' with other people
    granting wishes, albeit temporarily, with illusions
    Wants to fly
    dreaming
    DISLIKES
    people who lack imagination
    going with the flow
    not being forewarned about any changes
    spending an allnighter studying
    STRENGTHS Will always follow the plan.
    Has the motivation to improve his skills.
    Studious
    WEAKNESSES finds it difficult to recall the past.
    Sometimes confuses his own illusions as reality and vice versa.
    Frequently in denial.
    HISTORY His family was perfect. There were never hardships in his childhood. Parents never argued. His older sibling didn't hang around with the wrong crowd. He wasn't bullied. He had many friends. In reality, The awakening of his powers altered of Monroe's past. In particular, the death of his eldest sibling was wiped away and an illusion of the deceased family member came into existence. Although he would never confess to it, He used his powers on his parents as well. He brought an end to their arguments as well as their grief, undoubtedly saving the failing marriage. Friends and neighbours that had known of the death also forgot. However, his power wasn't strong enough to keep a grasp on so many minds. So he chose to fool himself, choosing to manipulate his own perception. Ondoing so he could continue to live in a world only he could see.
    - birthplace: he thinks its Scotland
    - parents: Russell, dad, and Amber, his mother.
    - siblings: His older sibling is alive and studying abroad.
    - other kin: none




    SEXUALITY bisexual
    RELATIONSHIP STATUS single
    LOVE INTEREST(S) .
    SPOUSE .
    TURN ONS Imaginative, creativity, dimpled smiles, blushing,
    TURN OFFS Pushy, forces their opinions onto him,




    CHARACTER PLAYLIST
    FACECLAIM Reiji Suwa
    Character gif x
    This is an image of him x .
    and this is also him x
    PLOT IDEAS answer here
    OTHER the golden hue of pancakes . I wanted to make a more happy character but this type leaves a large possibility for character development which I'm seriously craving at the moment.
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