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CORINA M. FOSTER


and i wish the world wasn't ending,
we don't have forever.










A gloved hand held a device with a glowing screen, words littering the screen. A pale figure looked up at the skyscraper in front of her, marveling at the architectural wonder. She sighed softly, pulling her suitcase with her. It was her first day at the military academy and she hoped she would fit in. Not many in Ethea were called to attend the highly renowned academy in Trov 33. However, it seemed Corina stood out to the leaders of defense and they were in need of her expertise.

Corina recalled the series of events leading to her presence outside of the academy. She worked in a lab on Ethea, furthering her knowledge within the tech field. She liked chemistry-based science, but the technology was important to understand. Ethea was an exporter of technological developments for the military. They ensured the military remained one step ahead of those on Zacaro and had advancements the enemy civilization could not dream of. Her grandparents worked with the military's technology, encouraging their granddaughter to follow their footsteps. However, it took Cori a while to become acquainted and interested in technology. She preferred developing chemical bases for the weapons the military used.

As Corina learned the trade, she stood out from her peers. Despite the short attention span for the military technology, she excelled at developing and implementing ways it could be used. Her background in chemistry was a plus, and suddenly, her grandparents receive a transmission from the head of the science department at the military academy. They requested a meeting with Corina, who gladly accepted the summons. They expressed an attraction to her abilities, inviting her a place on the team. She accepted, wanting to explore the worlds outside of Ethea. Plus, one could not deny an order to aid the ally; she could be found guilty of treason in Ethea and Trov 33.

More information slowly made its way to Corina before she enacted the final steps to attend the academy. She applied for admissions, fulfilled the physicals tasks, and tested high to prove her worth in the science program. She sent documentation of the projects she participated in to further her agenda. They accepted her quickly, beckoning her to Trov. As soon as she was able, Cori left her job, packed two luggage cases, and left her home planet behind. Now, she stood in front of the military academy, terrified out of her mind. She did not think the place would intimidate her, but staring at the vast tower ignited her panic.

Corina took a deep breath, tucking the device away in the pocket of her skirts. She stepped forward, pulling a case behind her. The second case traveled ahead of her, departing with a different group. Delays encountered her journey, postponing her arrival by a couple of hours. She ascended the steps, entering the sliding doors of the academy. She checked into the front desk, stating her business. They ushered her to a backdrop with a camera, taking her luggage. They notified her they intended to take her bag to her room so she could tour the facility. She thanked them. They posed her in front of the backdrop, requesting she smile for her badge.

The printing process for her badge was quick and she fastened it to the fabric of her skirt below one of her pockets. The head of the science department greeted her at the front desk, soon taking her around the facility. They toured the science labs first, knowing that was why she was there. Along with her scientific education, she would learn combat and survival skills. The combat made her nervous, as she never fought anyone or fired a weapon. She only helped in the creation of weapons. However, she knew she was capable to handle the duties required of her.

As their final destination, the head of the science department took her to the gym where the students brawled. The class focused on hand to hand combat, wrestled, or some sat around, cheering on their favorite fighter. Corina walked with her hands folded in front of her, her large eyes taking in the scene. The smell of roses followed her as she walked, noticing heads and eyes perk up as she walked by. She felt exposed but did her best to ignore the stares. The head of the science department stopped, her own footsteps stalling beside her.

"Students, meet Corina Foster. She is the newest member of the academy and the scientific representative of the special ops force we have. I hope you all will be on your best behavior and treat her with respect. To disrespect your fellow member will do you a disservice. Cadets on the spec ops, please introduce yourself to your new member and make her feel welcomed," the scientific head greeted. Corina smiled softly, not really sure if an introduction from herself was necessary. Her eyes caught on a group of three, staring right at her. She wondered who else was on the special ops team as she analyzed the girl with wings, the cyborg, and the olive-toned boy next to them.



 
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SILAS L. K. MONROE


it's carving out our shape,
as the waves are coming in.










Life before the acadmey was great, but Silas felt academy life was better than being home. Did he miss Xenara? Absolutely. He missed running around the islands, his feet sinking into the golden sand with each step or the mud squishing beneath his toes. He missed the vibrant blue water that glowed green and teal at night. Hell, he even missed the giant, blue mushroom aliens that shared life with the humans of Xenara.

Despite the homesickness hitting him at odd times, Silas enjoyed his time at the academy. He arrived at the age of twenty-one at the command of his father. His father wanted his son to man up and to stop being a mama's boy. He determined the boy needed to stop chasing idle dreams of fantasy and return to reality. Silas wanted to make his father proud, but he was reckless. He was a little bit of a troublemaker at the academy, but his father was the leader of Xenara; he had the privilege to get away with stupid shit like putting hair removal cream in one of his mate's shampoo. He was a jokester that did not overstep boundaries. If he did, it was very slight and on the very edge of the boundary line.

Silas's tendency to be reckless and put himself in dangerous situations was how he met Itsuki. The man was closed off, but he knew all Segawans had a fighting streak in them. From what he knew, they had to fight day and night just to survive. He couldn't imagine a life full of fighting, but he knew Segawans had a strong backbone. They had to have a strong backbone, especially due to the horrific experiments performed on the citizens of Segawa. It was an animalistic practice, but he didn't have room to judge. He never ventured outside of Xenara until Trov-33; he had no right to question the customs of others if he hadn't lived through them and heard of the situations through word of mouth.

Silas pestered a friendship with Itsuki, but in return, the man taught him how to fight well. The cyborg kicked his ass into shape, which he well deserved. His father often remarked on the harder exterior Silas had as he trained more and more with Itsuki. He was embarrassed to admit he couldn't have done it without Suki, but the man was like a brother to him. Then came Calla. Calla was a sweet and pretty girl; he could admit to himself that he was stunned by her beauty. The girl quickly fit in with their small group of misfits, which later turned into the special ops team. All of them excelled in different areas, ranking higher than their peers. When the academy announced the three of them as representatives of the new spec ops cohort, it only allowed them to grow closer.

Silas grew strong friendships with Suki and Calla, which grew to have importance as soon as Calla confessed to the abuse she endured. When the female arrived at Itsuki's doorstep, tears in her eyes and sobs leaving her lips, rage enveloped him. He did his best to be kind and caring, but he wanted a name. He wanted to know who would injure and torment his friend. When she uttered the man's name, he held her tight, not wanting to let her go. However, he knew death was on the horizon, at least, a theoretical death. Itsuki and he scouted the cafe, circling the food court for their prey. As soon as they found him, they leaped for the kill.

Silas allowed Itsuki to do what he did best: fight. He held off the other officers, threatening the same fate if they moved to try and help the Blackwell bastard. It took the screams of several students to usher the medics in. It took four administrators to hold Silas back from finishing what Suki started. As soon as Blackwell was escorted from the cafe, commands to report to the academy head left the administrators' lips. He knew his father would be disappointed in him for fighting, but it was well worth it.

Silas was left off with a promise from his father to discipline him at a later date. Itsuki earned a suspension, which filled him with guilt. Yeah, his friend beat the shit out of the guy, but Silas was an accomplice. However, due to his privilege and father's donations, he was untouchable. He hated it sometimes; he desired to face the same fate as the other students instead of the special treatment he received. Sometimes, causing trouble grew tiring because the consequences were always the same. He was left off with a simple berating from the others and an empty promise to not do it again.

A couple of days after the cafe incident, Silas was found with Calla and Itsuki in the gym. His anger from the days prior penetrated the punching bag with punches. Half of his anger came from Calla's mistreatment, half of it came from his desire for a harsher punishment. He was glad the punching bag took his anger; god only knew what a human would look like if he poured his anger into fighting. He sucked in sharp breaths, listening to Calla and Suki spar as his punch grew quicker and more aggressive. He heard the sound of Calla's body being thrown to the floor, causing him to put his palms out and catch the punching bag. He looked over at the two, laughing at Suki's summon. He stepped away from the punching bag until the science head entered the gym with a woman.

Silas stood next to his friends as the two approached. He looked over the smaller female, taking in her appearance. She was too dainty and delicate for his liking. He knew she wouldn't survive within the academy, but she might have some promise. When the science head announced she was the newest addition to the special ops, he was floored. This dainty motherfucker was supposed to be apart of the special ops? As their brains? She would need more than smarts to survive on a special ops team. Nonetheless, he decided to be the leader of the welcoming committee, as the other two stood flat in their spots.

"Miss Foster! Welcome to our humble, little team. I'm Silas Monroe, the tracker of the group. Robot legs over there is Itsuki, bird girl is Calla. I'll let them properly introduce themselves, they can talk. Welcome to the academy!" Silas greeted, a giant small on his face.



 
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CORINA M. FOSTER


and i wish the world wasn't ending,
we don't have forever.











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CORINA M. FOSTER


all those days in the sun,
what i'd give to relive just one










basic info --
full name corina magdalene foster
― pronunciation here
― character belle from beauty and the beast

age twenty-three
― birthday 7 march

gender cis-female
― pronouns feminine

sexuality bisexual biromantic

ethnicity german, hungarian, french, english, polish
physical info --
appearance description
― hair corina has long, brown hair that she usually curls to mimic the 1950's. she pulls it up into a ponytail, bun, or braid. her hair is thick and she likes to keep it longer. when it isn't done, it has a natural wave to it. her hair is a little coarse in texture, partially due to how she styles her hair.
― eyes brown
― height 5'5"
― weight 131.2 pounds
― tattoos none
― piercings has a single lobe piercing on both ears
― scars rina has minute pinprick scars from years of arranging roses and other thorny flowers.
― distinguishing features cori really loves the 30's to 50's clothing aesthetic. she will dress in styles of those eras, opting to wear dresses and skirts more. she likes to keep her style simple and will wear pants from time to time. when it comes to accessorizing, she keeps it very minimalistic. in her everyday wear, she will don a pair of earrings. for formal events, she may wear a necklace and a pair of earrings.
― physical ailments none
personal info --
personality traits logical, studious, gentle, compassionate, humble, maternal, old-fashioned, obedient, sensual, stylish, blunt, moody, dependent,
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likes bees, the 20's to 50's fashions and music, nature photography, pie, white wine, vintage music, vintage collectibles, science, mystery novels, knitting gifts, floral arrangments, dresses, winter weather because it means knitting season, large brimmed hats
dislikes cake, excessively sweet food, hard liquor, the racist and sexist aspects of the 20's to 50's, short dresses, modern fashions, warmer weather, red wine (but she'll drink it if it's the only available wine), romance novels
hobbies collecting records, knitting, collecting antiques from the 20's to 50's, photography, floral arranging, dancing, reading, doing her hair, assisting beekeepers, crocheting
talents doing vintage hairstyles, knitting, floral arranging, ballroom dancing
fears here
mental ailments corina has anxiety that's medicated, however, there are some things that can trigger it. if she is under lots of stress or in a situation where she doesn't have any control, she will have a panic attack. she quickly overcomes her panic the longer she is in the situation she isn't familiar with.
power --
description cori has heightened empathy. she can sense people's emotions easier.
― strengths
can sense other's emotions if they are two rooms apart
sensing emotions is strengthened if she is in close proximity to someone or touching someone
can quickly pinpoint someone's emotions if she is in the same room as someone and staring at them, not as quick as touching someone though
can interpret how someone is feeling if they are closing themself off or are introverted
doesn't need cues to determine someone's emotion, but they are beneficial if someone is too closed off
― weaknesses
can experience headaches, even migraines, if overloaded with too many emotions or someone feels a strong emotion
the emotions of others can get jumbled with her own emotions if she can't pinpoint which emotion belongs to who
large groups of people and their emotions overwhelm her and can trigger her anxiety
sensing other emotions can be an annoyance if she's trying to concentrate on something else
sudden expressions of surprise/happiness/anger give her a brief headache
social info --
family here
― friends open for plotting
― romantic interest open for plotting
― other relations none that are notable
extra info --
head canons
― won't dare leave the house without a good red lip
― loves, loves, loves the 50's aesthetic
― rather good at photography
― loves to immerse herself in gardens and flowers
― most likely to keep bees
― seems really sweet, but secretly dangerous and plotting how to kill her enemies
― collects old vinyl records and loves to dance around her home listening to them
― always interested in science, checking up on scientific news daily
― loves for the '20s-'50s began when she was a teenager
― was apart of a floral arrangement club in high school
― arranges flowers in her free time
― loves to knit, especially in colder weather
― raised by her paternal grandparents from a young age
― her parents passed away in a car accident
― she moved the states when her grandparents took custody of her siblings and her
― took ballroom dancing classes when she was younger
― really likes mystery novels; they keep her on the edge of her seat
― along with knitting, she can crochet, but she isn't as good at it
― doesn't like cake
― she prefers a good birthday pie instead of a cake
― can't handle too many sweets -- they make her teeth hurt

playlist
she's had some time to decide how she's gonna kill ya ― she's got a gun
look up to the sky and know, i am still alive ― butterfly's repose
held me in the dark, sheltered as you took my heart ― take my heart
and i wish we had all of the answers, would we know better if we were older ― 12:21
remember those times i fought to get out? i want to get out ― gimme love



 
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BERNARD G. WINSLOW


i know you, i walked with you
once upon a dream.










basic info --
full name bernard grier winslow
― pronunciation here
― character flora from sleeping beauty

age twenty-five
― birthday 19 april

gender cis-male
― pronouns masculine

sexuality pansexual panromantic

ethnicity scottish, irish, dutch, english, welsh, norwegian
physical info --
appearance description
― hair here
― eyes here
― height 6'6"
― weight here
― tattoos here
― piercings here
― scars here
― distinguishing features here
― physical ailments bernie has a weak case of tourette's. the tourette's affects his blinking, which he will repeatedly blink, scrunching his face when his tics strike. sometimes, he'll have to medicate or take a moment to calm down his tics if he has a tic attack.
personal info --
personality traits list 10-15 here
― describe one trait in a paragraph here
― describe one trait in a paragraph here
― describe one trait in a paragraph here

likes here
dislikes here
hobbies here
talents here
fears here
mental ailments here
power --
description bernie can help flowers and plants grow, as well as heal them when they begin to wilt.
― strengths
touching the soil or plant allows his powers to work more effectively
can heal a plant and bring it back to life if it is in the early stages of wilting
can quickly bring a plant from a seed to full-grown if the seed is in soil
can cause trees to flower and produce fruit/vegetables if the tree is already full grown
can make vines grow longer
the more knowledge he has on the plant, the effectiveness of his growth and healing goes up
― weaknesses
cannot help giant plants (such as trees) grow as they are too large for him to make much of a difference
if a plant is in the later stages of wilting, bernie cannot heal it
the healing and growing are more effective if he has his hands on the plant or in the soil that contains the plant
cannot heal or grow plants in infertile soil
cannot will a plant to grow without seeing it first
has to be in a focused state of mind/calm state of mind for his powers to work. a frazzled state of mind can cause a chaotic growth or won't grow the plant at all
vine growth can only be extended to a maximum of fifteen feet than it was before
producing fruit and vegetables is only effective if he is focused; again, a frazzled state of mind can spoil the product or not make the power work at all
social info --
family here
― friends open for plotting
― romantic interest open for plotting
― other relations none that are notable
extra info --
head canons
― prefers to go by bernie
― bernard sounds too formal to him
― definitely the dad friend of the group
― obviously because he has a dad bod
― totes a bottom
― will smother his friends in hugs when he greets them
― he really likes to give people hugs and if he sees someone in need of a hug, will hug them
― most likely to cry if he accidentally kills a bug
― holds small funerals for bugs he accidentally kills while gardening
―

playlist
lyrics, lyrics, lyrics ― TITLE
lyrics, lyrics, lyrics ― TITLE
lyrics, lyrics, lyrics ― TITLE
lyrics, lyrics, lyrics ― TITLE
lyrics, lyrics, lyrics ― TITLE



 
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SILAS L. K. MONROE


it's carving out our shape,
as the waves are coming in.










Life before the acadmey was great, but Silas felt academy life was better than being home. Did he miss Xenara? Absolutely. He missed running around the islands, his feet sinking into the golden sand with each step or the mud squishing beneath his toes. He missed the vibrant blue water that glowed green and teal at night. Hell, he even missed the giant, blue mushroom aliens that shared life with the humans of Xenara.

Despite the homesickness hitting him at odd times, Silas enjoyed his time at the academy. He arrived at the age of twenty-one at the command of his father. His father wanted his son to man up and to stop being a mama's boy. He determined the boy needed to stop chasing idle dreams of fantasy and return to reality. Silas wanted to make his father proud, but he was reckless. He was a little bit of a troublemaker at the academy, but his father was the leader of Xenara; he had the privilege to get away with stupid shit like putting hair removal cream in one of his mate's shampoo. He was a jokester that did not overstep boundaries. If he did, it was very slight and on the very edge of the boundary line.

Silas's tendency to be reckless and put himself in dangerous situations was how he met Itsuki. The man was closed off, but he knew all Segawans had a fighting streak in them. From what he knew, they had to fight day and night just to survive. He couldn't imagine a life full of fighting, but he knew Segawans had a strong backbone. They had to have a strong backbone, especially due to the horrific experiments performed on the citizens of Segawa. It was an animalistic practice, but he didn't have room to judge. He never ventured outside of Xenara until Trov-33; he had no right to question the customs of others if he hadn't lived through them and heard of the situations through word of mouth.

Silas pestered a friendship with Itsuki, but in return, the man taught him how to fight well. The cyborg kicked his ass into shape, which he well deserved. His father often remarked on the harder exterior Silas had as he trained more and more with Itsuki. He was embarrassed to admit he couldn't have done it without Suki, but the man was like a brother to him. Then came Calla. Calla was a sweet and pretty girl; he could admit to himself that he was stunned by her beauty. The girl quickly fit in with their small group of misfits, which later turned into the special ops team. All of them excelled in different areas, ranking higher than their peers. When the academy announced the three of them as representatives of the new spec ops cohort, it only allowed them to grow closer.

Silas grew strong friendships with Suki and Calla, which grew to have importance as soon as Calla confessed to the abuse she endured. When the female arrived at Itsuki's doorstep, tears in her eyes and sobs leaving her lips, rage enveloped him. He did his best to be kind and caring, but he wanted a name. He wanted to know who would injure and torment his friend. When she uttered the man's name, he held her tight, not wanting to let her go. However, he knew death was on the horizon, at least, a theoretical death. Itsuki and he scouted the cafe, circling the food court for their prey. As soon as they found him, they leaped for the kill.

Silas allowed Itsuki to do what he did best: fight. He held off the other officers, threatening the same fate if they moved to try and help the Blackwell bastard. It took the screams of several students to usher the medics in. It took four administrators to hold Silas back from finishing what Suki started. As soon as Blackwell was escorted from the cafe, commands to report to the academy head left the administrators' lips. He knew his father would be disappointed in him for fighting, but it was well worth it.

Silas was left off with a promise from his father to discipline him at a later date. Itsuki earned a suspension, which filled him with guilt. Yeah, his friend beat the shit out of the guy, but Silas was an accomplice. However, due to his privilege and father's donations, he was untouchable. He hated it sometimes; he desired to face the same fate as the other students instead of the special treatment he received. Sometimes, causing trouble grew tiring because the consequences were always the same. He was left off with a simple berating from the others and an empty promise to not do it again.

A couple of days after the cafe incident, Silas was found with Calla and Itsuki in the gym. His anger from the days prior penetrated the punching bag with punches. Half of his anger came from Calla's mistreatment, half of it came from his desire for a harsher punishment. He was glad the punching bag took his anger; god only knew what a human would look like if he poured his anger into fighting. He sucked in sharp breaths, listening to Calla and Suki spar as his punch grew quicker and more aggressive. He heard the sound of Calla's body being thrown to the floor, causing him to put his palms out and catch the punching bag. He looked over at the two, laughing at Suki's summon. He stepped away from the punching bag until the science head entered the gym with a woman.

Silas stood next to his friends as the two approached. He looked over the smaller female, taking in her appearance. She was too dainty and delicate for his liking. He knew she wouldn't survive within the academy, but she might have some promise. When the science head announced she was the newest addition to the special ops, he was floored. This dainty motherfucker was supposed to be apart of the special ops? As their brains? She would need more than smarts to survive on a special ops team. Nonetheless, he decided to be the leader of the welcoming committee, as the other two stood flat in their spots.

"Miss Foster! Welcome to our humble, little team. I'm Silas Monroe, the tracker of the group. Robot legs over there is Itsuki, bird girl is Calla. I'll let them properly introduce themselves, they can talk. Welcome to the academy!" Silas greeted, a giant small on his face.



 
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