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〉HARMONY〈
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✿"I'M NOT AN ICE COLD BITCH, BUT I WILL FREEZE YOUR ASS IF YOU PUSH ME."✿
CHECKMEOUT!

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NAME
Harmony Kyleigh Hudson

NICKNAMES
Mony Ky Leigh

AGE
Twenty-Three

GENDER
A whole lot of beautiful WOMAN

SEXUALITY
Bisexual

PLACE OF BIRTH
Montego Bay, Saint James Parish, Jamaica

ETHNICITY
100% Jamaican

ACCENT
Jamaican (Patios)

OCCUPATION
Lounge Singer (The Lounge & The Bar)

HAIR
Naturally dark black, Afro-textured and stops right at the top of her chest. Kept curly and flowy. Proud of her natural hair and would never put chemical products in it. Using only the natural oils found in Jamaica.

EYES
Dark Brown and full of emotion and sincerity.

HEIGHT
5'4"

WEIGHT
235 lbs.

SKIN
Cocoa Brown. Blemish Free. Soft As Silk.

BODY
Curvaceous Bodacious

PIERCINGS
Nose Ring One
Nose Ring Two
Nose Ring Three
Earrings One
Earrings Two
Earrings Three
Earrings Four

SCARS
N/A

HEALTH AILMENTS
Gets Hot Quickly (Might be a side effect of her powers, but nothing life threatening or in need of medical assistant).

PERSONALITY
Anyone that knows Miss Harmony Hudson knows that she isn't someone to play around with. Confident in everything that makes her who she is. Loving the body God gave her. Never having one day where she felt insecure or lesser than another girl or guy She's a ray of sunlight walking into a room. Ironic being that one of her powers literally controls ice. Her magnetic aura brings even the meanest of people into her circle of friends eventually. She is a refreshing sight to see when you're having a bad day or a bad week. Full of joy and wisdom. Harmony will tell you the truth. It might hurt but in the end, you will thank her for being honest with you. The girl next door and the girl who can and will be your best friend if given the chance. Having her own identity and never following the crowd. Rather leading without bossing people around. Now, she will call you out on your shit if she knows it. Harmony won't let things slide by if she knows how it will hurt others. If a mean girl or rude guy tries to talk down to her or her friends, let her handle them and you can bet they'll never say one mean word or give a rude look ever again. She'll shut them down real quick. She has more wisdom then most would think for a girl her age. Having answers for most things or helping people understand why something happens and how to deal with it. Never looking back to the past, only moving forward and staying positive and optimistic.

LIKES
Singing Drinking Controlling Her Powers Dogs Moonlight Marshmallows Flowers Whitney Houston Jennifer Hudson Beyonce The Wiz Thanksgivings Birthdays Children Video Games Exercising Chocolate Rain Snow Cooking Body Oils Cocoa Butter Swimming Cheesy Romantic Movies Tacos Burritos Massages Sephora Horses

DISLIKES
Rude People Racism Bigots Politics Death The Flare Not Seeing Her Parents Losing Her Family Sloths Laziness Liars Cheaters Mean Girls Brats Ungrateful Idiots

HOBBIES
Singing
Swimming
Gardening
Reading
Cooking
Making New Friends
Drawing
Designing Outfits
Practicing Her Powers
Exercising

HABITS
Taps her feet on the ground when lost in thought. Making beats.

Whistles and taps her hands on a flat surface when relaxing and having time to herself.

Rolls her eyes when annoyed and getting ready to shut someone down, real quick.

FEARS
Harmony might be a very confident and self-assured young woman, but even she is afraid of going to the surface of the Earth. Hearing how no one has ever come back once they made it, it freaks her out all the time.

Arachnophobia

MENTAL AILMENTS
None

EXPERIMENT NUMBER
Five

EXPERIMENT NAME
Ubera

ESSENCE
Black Holes

POWERS
Cyrokinesis
Intangibility
Magnekinesis

STRENGTHS
Cyrokinesis: Harmony has the ability to control and generate ice and coldness. Having the power to freeze different bodies of water and turning them into icicles, snow, hail and anything else the comes from ice and coldness.

Cyrokinesis: Ice touch and ice breath gives her the ability to freeze people and objects by touch or by blowing pure ice in their direction. Able to freeze things at a quicker pace than normally as when she just generates it from thin air or a source of water.

Cryokinesis: Frostbite is when Harmony is able to freeze things to the atomic level. Making it fragile to the touch and easily breakable and irreparable.

Intangibility: The power to move through any physical matter, without worrying about damaging any bodily organs or parts. Able to have things pass through her body as well. Ignoring physical attacks and gravity.

Intangibility: Being able to ignore all forms of gravity, Harmony has the ability to levitate off the ground. One day she'll be able to fly as well, but that will be a while from now.

Intangibility: If used in a evil manner, Harmony would have the ability to disrupt and damage living organisms and nonliving things from the inside of their forms. Being able to phase inside of anything and un-phase as well.

Magnekinesis: Her most powerful and most untrained ability. Having the power to control magnet fields. I.E.; planetary, solar, lunar, stellar, magnetosphere, magnetic materials/ferromagnetism, iron, nickel, cobalt and their alloys, some rare earth metals and naturally-occurring minerals such as lodestone. Fields and magnetic currents.

LIMITATIONS
Cyrokinesis: If Harmony wanted to freeze a huge area, the air around it would have to have some type of moisture. She can't generate cold air and ice if, say in the desert or somewhere else that is extremely dry. Making her cyrokinesis useless.

Cyrokinesis: Extreme heat can and will usually melt all of her ice; no matter how much there is. Someone with the power over fire that is a high level user could easily nullify her ice abilities. She can't use it if it'll just melt everytime.

Cyrokinesis: Harmony's more powerful skills need a source to come from. So a body of water or a bottle water will determine how far her ice abilities can and will go. Only being able to use ice touch and ice breath without a source.

Intangibility: Harmony still doesn't have full control of this ability; and sometimes without warning, she will fall through the ground or floor. Ending up on the first floor or lower. Sometimes she will phase through her drinks or the microphones in the lounge and bar areas. Very frustrating at times.

Intangibility: Electricity can cancel out her phasing ability; since her atoms will literally be shocked back in place. Meaning she'll have to be careful around the electrical using experiments.

Magnekinesis: As stated, this is Harmony's strongest and most versatile power, but this is also her most uncontrolled and untrained one. She can right now only manipulate the magnet pull of coins and other small magnetic current having materials. Not at the level where she can effect the magnetic field of the earth or any other large scale fields.

SOUL GUARDIAN
(will be assigned later)

SOUL TATTOO
(will be assigned later)

STORY
The fifth child of a huge family, where her parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts and cousins all live in the same huge home. Harmony Hudson never went one day without a family dinner. The entire Hudson clan knew how to throw down in the kitchen. That's where her love for cooking came from and her love for music and singing came from watching her father sing and do what he loved. A well-known Jamaican Reggae Singer. Her family cared for her and her four older siblings (one older brother and three older sisters) with all of their hearts.

When she was six years old, the scientists came to Montego Bay and told her parents about the experiments and why they needed Harmony. They knew there would be no way the family would make it and Harmony was the only one young enough to hopefully be able to survive through the tests and experiments. At six, she was scared and didn't want to go. But her parents made her. They wanted at least one of their children to live on.

Her siblings couldn't come because their DNA didn't fit the experiment qualifications. Screaming her head off the entire time as she was being taken from her home and family. Not understanding anything until years later when she was classified as the last of The Ferus Experiments. Gaining, not one, not two, but three powers from the essence injected into her body.

She now knows that her family died because of The Flare, and not being able to bring them back is the reason why she wants to learn all she can about her powers and hopefully one day figure out what really is going on.

FAMILY
Harold Hudson (Father/Deceased) [LOOK]
Freda Hudson (Mother/Deceased) [LOOK]
Henrie Hudson (Brother/Deceased) [LOOK]
Henrietta Hudson (Sister/Deceased) [LOOK]
Feliciah Hudson (Sister/Deceased) [LOOK]

FRIENDS
(OPEN)

EXES
Doesn't EVER Want To Speak About It... EVER!!!!!!!!!

ENEMIES
(OPEN)

LOVE INTEREST
Any Takers?

NEUTRAL
(OPEN)

OTHER
Harmony wants to be a singer, a professional one. Hopefully when the earth is cured and fixed, she can pursue that dream.
 
】ROCKET【
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❦"HURRICANE ROCKET IS LIKE NOTHING YOU'VE EVER SEEN BEFORE."❦
LOOKIFYOUDARE!

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NAME
Rocket Trevor Baker

NICKNAMES
Rocky Trev Diva Hurricane Rocket

AGE
Twenty-One

GENDER
Male

SEXUALITY
Sexually Fluid

PLACE OF BIRTH
Atlanta, Georgia, United States

ETHNICITY
50% African American (Paternal)
50% Creole (Maternal)

ACCENT
Southern American

OCCUPATION
Works In The Garden

HAIR
Black, Afro-textured. Curly and shoulder length. If straighten, will stop in the middle of his back. Shampooed with natural ingredients and non-chemical based products.

EYES
Violet

HEIGHT
6'2"

WEIGHT
145 lbs.

SKIN
Dark Olive & Smooth to the touch.

BODY
Rocket has a slim figure, lithe-like and a bit of a feminine touch to it. Slim build, healthy but not overly athletic. He has never been to The Athletics Centre in his entire life.

PIERCINGS
Earrings One
Earrings Two
Earrings Three
Earrings Four
Earrings Five
Septum Piercing
Nipple Piercings

SCARS
Rocket barely runs anywhere, there is no way he would have scars from anything.

HEALTH AILMENTS
N/A

PERSONALITY
One word that describes Rocket Baker all the way is, Diva. Everything goes his way or he'll have a major tantrum. Or a Princess Meltdown. He thrives when he's the center of everyone's concern. Not caring about anyone else but himself. His selfish attitude and need to be the leader or the "star" has caused a lot of friction between him and a few of the other experiments. His spoiled brat mindset will probably never change. Rocket knows what he likes and he knows how to get it. Either by, manipulation, pretending to care about others feelings or flirting. He is a total slut and he owns it. Sleeping around with a lot of people at such a young age. The type of person who doesn't mind being caught doing scandalous things. To him, any attention is good. Mr. Baker will always be envious of others who he sees as his competition for being the star of the "show." No idea what show he's talking about, but that's how he describes life. Either you're the star or you're a nobody.

LIKES
Makeup Plants Rain Lighting Meditating Attention Luxury Parties Dancing Drawing Acting Snapchat Music Liquor Sex Beyonce Dragons Unicorns Food Being Wild Gold Money Diamonds Old Movies Netflix Having Everything Making People Jealous Game Of Thrones Rainbows Outdoors Gardening Winter Summer Spring Fall Being Mean Lying

DISLIKES
Poor People Losing Getting Lied To Rock Music Virgins Idiots Cats Horror Movies Fake Body Parts (Boobs, Ass, etc...) Bad Filters Old People Disco ❦ Racism Fighting Physical Labor Exercising Training Neutral Colors

HOBBIES
Spreading Rumors
Gardening
Gossiping
Doing Makeup
Listening To Music
Dancing
Acting
Manipulating Others

HABITS
Rocket rolls his eyes and smacks his teeth when aggravated or just plain moody.

When he's lying, Rocket plays with his thumbs. Look out for that if you ever want to catch the infamous liar in the act.

FEARS
You would think someone as self-centered as Rocket would only fear getting a pimple, but he does have one fear that no one knows about. He fears dying alone. He pushes people away but also wants them to stay; it might stem from his family life or his lack of one.

MENTAL AILMENTS
Depression (Doesn't speak about it and pretends that it isn't a big deal).

EXPERIMENT NUMBER
Ten

EXPERIMENT NAME
Ventus

ESSENCE
Jupiter

POWERS
Weather Manipulation
Aerokinesis

STRENGTHS
Weather Manipulation: Rocket has the power to control/generate/change weather and all of it's properties. Able to cause storms, earthquakes, lighting strikes and insane drops and rises in temperatures.

Weather Manipulation: Can adapt to any atmospheric situation. Being able to breath in toxic fumes and live without oxygen on earth if forced to.

Weather Manipulation: Has the ability to survive in any environment. Being able to change his body to adapt to dry lands, freezing weather, toxic areas, extremely hot lands, etc...

Aerokinesis: Rocket has the ability to control air; using it to fly, repel things and people away from him, enhance his hearing and touch by increasing air molecule vibrations and reading air waves.

Aerokinesis: Can cause the volatile elements in the air to explode by friction with one another. Rocket can take oxygen out of the air and also put too much oxygen into the atmosphere, causing poisonous effects.

LIMITATIONS
Weather Manipulation: Controlled more by his emotions than his practical thinking. Meaning, sometimes weather effects will and can happen when he doesn't even mean to do it, or knows about it. That's where the nickname "Hurricane Rocket" comes from. When he has a fit, there's no telling what will happen.

Weather Manipulation: Weather can be unpredictable and Rocket isn't at the stage where he can control large storms, if he generates one. If he was to cause a massive thunderstorm or snowstorm, it would be near to impossible for him to stop it.

Aerokinesis: Can be defeated by high level fire users and electrical users. Air fuels fire and electricity can cause the elements in the air to explode before Rocket can use it.

Aerokinesis & Weather Manipulation: Both powers only work in an atmosphere. So no atmosphere, equals no powers for Rocket.

SOUL GUARDIAN
(will be assigned later)

SOUL TATTOO
(will be assigned later)

STORY
There isn't a lot that can be told about Rocket's life prior to being taken in by the scientists. His birth parents were both heavy drug addicts and he was born in the back of a broke down Toyota Camry 2007. His mother didn't even know she was pregnant until five months into the pregnancy. It was only by sheer luck that he was discovered in the back of an alley where both of his parents had overdosed with him in their arms. They might have loved him, that was apparent, but they loved drugs more.

The scientist that found him out of luck, she didn't think he would be a match for the experiments but she just wanted to save him and at least hope for something better for little Rocket. A name he came up with when he was old enough to talk and understand.

When it was discovered that not only did Rocket have the perfect DNA for testing, he had gained two powers from the experiments he was put through. Becoming one of The Lacterus. He learned how to control the basics of both of his abilities, that went perfectly together, but he didn't go most days without causing some kind of storm or drastic weather change.

No one knows when or how the, cheery and friendly toddler became such an entitled princess that everyone knows him as now. Just out of the blue,he started to whine about everything and wanted to get attention from everyone. His tantrums and attitude got soo bad to the point where his adoptive mother had to stop doing experiments on him, since he would complain and cry straight to her all the time. Still as entitled as ever at twenty-one. Rocket Baker will always be the best in Rocket Baker's eyes.

FAMILY
Rachel Baker (Adoptive Mother/Alive) [LOOK]

FRIENDS
OPEN

EXES
Multiple Ones

ENEMIES
Many

LOVE INTEREST
OPEN

NEUTRAL
OPEN

OTHER
It might be obvious to some people, but Rocket's anger and attitude comes from the abandonment he feels from his birth parents. He was eight when Rachel discovered him, being old enough to remember his parents dying from drugs and just sitting there in their arms, crying his little eyes out. He hasn't forgiven them and thus pushes people away because he doesn't want to get hurt ever again if they choose to abandon him too.
 
⋮ADAMO⋮
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❉"I'M NOT CRAZY. I JUST HAVE OTHER PEOPLE LIVING IN MY HEAD."❉
CANYOUFIND ME?

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NAME
Adamo Vincenzo Gatti

NICKNAMES
Red Psychopath

AGE
Nineteen

GENDER
Male

SEXUALITY
Homosexual

PLACE OF BIRTH
Marino, Lazio, Italy

ETHNICITY
100% Italian

ACCENT
Italian

OCCUPATION
N/A (It's for the best... for everyone).

HAIR
Amber Red. Euro-textured and parted. Short and clean cut in appearance. Sometimes becomes a mess of chaos when Adamo... isn't Adamo.

EYES
Emerald Green

HEIGHT
5'8"

WEIGHT
165 lbs.

SKIN
Pale with tiny freckles all over his arms, legs and butt.

BODY
Adamo has a fit and pretty built body for a loose cannon. When allowed and supervised, he will be seen in The Athletics Centre most of the day. With defined muscles and a nice six-pack, it's just his mental issues that makes him unattractive and dangerous, of course.

PIERCINGS
N/A

SCARS
Cuts on his wrists, forearms, legs and chest.

Has a large slash going down his back from when he tried to escape and nearly split himself in two, because he tried shapeshifting his body into an extremely thin and nearly invisible form to pass by the guards and scientists.

HEALTH AILMENTS
No Physical Ailments

PERSONALITY
Adamo: The actual Adamo is a cheerful and caring guy. Sometimes appearing more on the childish and immature side, almost like a helpless baby in some people's eyes. He likes to joke around and entertain other people. Having a good time, without trying or threatening to kill someone every minute. Adamo can control most of his split personalities, but some of them just come out without warning. In his "neutral" state of mind, he loves hanging with people and getting to explore the world around him. Being optimistic about his own problems, trying to make others feel better about the situations they might be dealing with at the time. This Adamo is the one everyone should know about and should see all the time.

Angelina: Angelina is Adamo's wild and flirtatious personality. With this female in control, Adamo will flirt with and try to get with any cute guy that comes his way; straight, gay, bi or asexual. Walking around the Underground Haven, flirting and talking rather inappropriately with the male scientists. If you even think Angelina might be out of her cage... better hide your genitals boys.

Alessandro: Adamo's most conceited of personalities. When Alessandro is behind the wheel, most people don't stand a chance against him. In his mind, Alessandro knows he's the best at everything and doesn't care about hurting other people's feeling or backstabbing people to always win in the end. A ruthless bastard who thinks his shit is gold and can do whatever he wants without consequences.

Alessandra: Alessandro's twin sister. The personality Adamo has the most control over. A sweet girl who doesn't talk much and is very antisocial. The total opposite of her twin brother. You will usually catch Adamo/Alessandra sitting in a corner, either drawing or thinking about what to draw later.

Arturo: Adamo's noble and "knight in shining armor"-esque personality. The one that is mature and shows leadership qualities. It's as if someone took the future Adamo and shoved him into the present Adamo. Arturo is mature and respectful and doesn't leave anyone behind. The only good personality out of the multiple ones that cause Adamo more stress than anything or anyone else.

Armino: The most dangerous and unpredictable personality that should have never come out. Adamo has no control over this fucker and has been struggling with Armino since he first broke out of the young male's mind of insanity a few months ago. A volatile and tyrannical descent into murderous chaos that can only be stopped by Adamo's medicine or electrocuting him silly into a deep sleep for a few hours.

Many More: It appears that Adamo pops up with a new split personality every few days. There's no telling when they will stop and if he will ever be able to control them all and/or get rid of them one day...

LIKES
Adamo's Likes
Cartoons Coloring Jokes Books Gummy Worms Sand Baths Rhymes Video Games Loud Music Hugs Being Babied Chocolate Cars Running Shapeshfiting Animals Disney Movies Bright Colors Pasta Puppets Huge Sweaters Snowflakes Cookies

Angelina's Likes
Boys Boys More Boys Tight Clothing Attention Sex Lipstick Stripping Flirting Perfume Money Getting Her Way Jewelry Seduction

Alessandro's Likes
Himself Mirrors His Reflection Control Praise Admiration Attention Lions Drinking Perfection Exercising Protein Shakes Confrontation Winning Dogs Comedies Healthy Snacks

Alessandra's Likes
Drawing Autumn Nights Painting New Paint Quiet Areas Safe Places Being Alone The Color Azul Alternative Rock Alternative Pop Violins Dark Colors Dark Clothing Silence Milk Rainy Days Sculptures

Arturo's Likes
Strong People Leadership Loyalty Helping Others Training Running Drills Practicing Fighting Moves Teamwork Honesty Justice The Law Defeating Evil

Armino's Likes
Blood Murder Violence Death Darkness Gloom & Doom Horror Movies Shadows Backstabbing Others Drugs Watching People Suffers Stealing Chaos

DISLIKES
Adamo's Dislikes
Violence Liars Animal Abuse Getting Hit Getting Yelled At Memory Loss Arguments Rock Music Bad Smells

Angelina's Dislikes
Ugly Boys

Alessandro's Dislikes
Broken Mirrors Losing Attention Bad Hygiene Poor People Ugly People Wearing The Same Outfit Twice Or More

Alessandra's Dislikes
Her Twin Brother Talking Social Gatherings Bad Drawings Getting Humiliated Awkward Situations

Arturo's Dislikes
Disloyalty Cowards Senseless Violence Backstabbers Liars Cheaters Defeat Evil Winning

Armino's Dislikes
People

HOBBIES
Adamo's Hobby
Watching Cartoons

Angelina's Hobby
Flirting

Alessandro's Hobby
Staring At His Reflection

Alessandra's Hobby
Drawing

Arturo's Hobby
Training

Armino's Hobby
Committing Crimes

HABITS
Adamo's Habit
If Adamo is in control, you will know by the multiple times he laughs and tells jokes. That is a sure sign to know everything is okay and will be okay.

Angelina's Habit
It's fairly easy to get the signal that Angelina is out to play, by the way Adamo starts to strut instead of walk and how "hands on" he becomes with all the boys.

Alessandro's Habit
If Adamo is in the mirror or speaking about himself too much, then Alessandro is in control. If you want to keep your lunch down, it's best to just ignore him.

Alessandra's Habit
Where's Adamo? Probably in a corner, being a quiet mouse. That's Alessandra's safe zone and where you will find him usually when she's out, which doesn't happen that often anymore.

Arturo's Habit
If Adamo is running around like a madman who's training for the Olympics than Arturo The Champion is out and about. The best time to ask Adamo for help with anything is when he's in charge.

Armino's Habit
Just run... run!!!!!!!!!!! If you see a wicked and terrifying look in Adamo's eyes and a dark aura seeming to come off of him, Armino is out and ready to cause mayhem. Please be careful around him.

FEARS
Adamo's Fears
Adamo fears losing complete control of his personalities and his power at the same time. The childlike wonder he is in is really just a safety mechanism that keeps him from thinking about the negative impacts his mental problems have on the world around him.

Angelina's Fears
Getting fat and never having sex again.

Alessandro's Fears
Getting fat and never being sexy again.

Alessandra's Fears
Talking in Public.

Talking in General.

Arturo's Fears
Evil Winning

Armino's Fears
Nothing At All

MENTAL AILMENTS
Dissociative Identity Disorder
Severe Memory Loss
Paranoia
Manic Depression

EXPERIMENT NUMBER
Twenty-Two

EXPERIMENT NAME
Troy

ESSENCE
Europa

POWER
Shapeshifting

STRENGTHS
Shapeshifting: Adamo has the ability to turn into any living being, creatures, wildlife, organism there ever was. Having the form and mechanics of whomever or whatever he turns into.

Shapeshifting: Whom or whatever he turns into, Adamo gains their/its powers and strengths for as long as he's shifted into them/it.

LIMITATIONS
Shapeshifting: Adamo can only turn into the different forms and gain their powers, but not their memories or knowledge of their powers. So he could turn into the strongest person on earth but if he doesn't know how to tap into their abilities, he'll be useless.

Shapeshifting: His personalities mess with his powers and they shift him into whatever they feel like when they're in control. Which tends to be the worst of the worst.

SOUL GUARDIAN
(will be assigned later)

SOUL TATTOO
(will be assigned later)

STORY
Being part of the system since day one, never knowing his parents and at the age of two, was taken by the scientists for experiments. He was one of the last to be experimented on and was one of the final Laicus.

FAMILY
N/A

FRIENDS
(OPEN)

EXES
N/A

ENEMIES
(OPEN)

LOVE INTEREST
If You Can Handle ALL Of Him...

NEUTRAL
(OPEN)

OTHER
His actual parents were part of a big time crime family and his father had the same mental issues Adamo has. Yet, Adamo doesn't know any of this.
 









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EZRA
THE DEVILISH CHARMER
NAME

Ezra "EC" Clemens

ROLE

Second In Command Of The (Demon) Cartel

AGE

Unknown: Around 270-295

GENDER

Male

SEXUALITY

Sexually Fluid

RACE

Hollow Demon

WRITTEN DESCRIPTION

Human Form: When Ezra is in "disguise" his human form stands at 6'4". Muscular and toned. He has a very stylish sense of dressing. Just because the other demons tend to be more on the "rougher" side of life, doesn't mean he has to be the same way. Having a cocoa brown, kissed by the sun complexion. Smooth as butter milk and always smelling of vanilla and honey. Ezra is a very vain man and his human form shows it. Defined arms, legs, chest, butt. Every part of his body has been paid careful attention to. He wanted to walk into a room and have everyone looking his way. Which to most, he did accomplish with this form. He will always be seen with an expensive looking golden pocket watch, that he pulls out every hour, on the hour. A very eccentric and flamboyant type of dresser and manipulator. Using his good looks and charm to get his way in most, if not all situations he finds himself in.

Demon Form: The total opposite of charm and beauty. The real Ezra is a creature of what nightmares are made of. Full of malevolent energy and horrific features. Grey and black in color, with two sets of horns protruding from his forehead and the sides of his head. He is the ultimate predator who feeds off of other's misery and sadness. The spikes covering various parts of his body turn bright red when he feeds on the sadness of others, mundane and supernatural. Not many have seen the true form of Ezra, not even his demon brethren. It's best that most never have the unfortunate luck to see this demon's full potential on display. It will be buried into their mind for the rest of their miserable life.

PERSONALITY

When it comes to Ezra Clemens, or EC, one thing that anyone who truly knows him can tell you, is that he's a Master Manipulator. Excellent at analyzing other creatures and their behavioral patterns. Using his attractiveness,charm and silver tongue to get into the hearts of others and gain their trust, while secretly working on destroying them at the same time. The Hollow Demon has always been an Opportunist, who strived to be the best of the best. It took years for him to get to where he is now. And no one will ever take that away from him. A vindictive spirit, that has been full of chaos and a selfish mentality since birth. Only once ever seeing the "parents" that wanted nothing to do with him, once the vile bastard was born.

Having to do and learn everything on his own. Never having a parent or caretaker to show him the ropes. Ezra was bound to find himself part of the darker side of life and that's where he felt he belonged. Turning into an even more villainous sort of creature that only looked out for himself and still does. Though he holds The Cartel to the heart that most wouldn't believe he has, Ezra will always look out for Ezra first over anyone and anything else. Fitting the vibe of the worst of the worst and changing his personality like a chameleon changes color, when it comes to making people believe that he wants to be "good".
 
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☠FATHER☩TSUNEO☠
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"EVEN SAINTS CAN SIN."
[ONE] ☠ [TWO] ☠ [THREE] ☠ [FOUR] ☠ [FIVE]

[SIX] ☠ [SEVEN] ☠ [EIGHT] ☠ [NINE] ☠ [TEN]


Name: Father Tsuneo

Age: Twenty-Seven

Nationality: Japanese & French

Sexual Orientation: Openly Homosexual


Height: 6'0"

Weight: 178 lbs.

Hair Color: Pale Grey/White

Eye Color: Neon Green


Occupation: Leader Of A Cult (Risers Of The Dead)

Primary Weapon: Dual Scythes

Secondary Weapon: Poison Tipped Daggers

Skills: [Soul Eater]-Has the ability to rip a weak creature's soul from their body and use it to either heal himself or strengthened his physical and/or magical attacks for a few seconds.

[Siphon]-Can steal some of other being's life forces to heal himself or an ally of his. Can't take an entire being's life force and can only do it twice a day.

[Army Of Souls]-Can conjure five random souls to guard him; though one physical or magical hit will destroy them. They at least give him enough time to get his mind together or escape, if lucky.

[Chained To Your Doom]-Using his poison tipped daggers and his soul powers, Father Tsuneo can temporarily paralyze someone in the spot for just three seconds. Will have to hit the person with the daggers and his magic at the same time for it to be put into effect.

[The Reckoning]-What he calls his Finisher. Using his Dual Scythes, Father Tsuneo will slice into a being, until they are nothing more then shreds of skin and meat. A move that can easily be blocked since it's just a physical attack and no magic is influencing it, he just calls it his Finisher because it's his favorite way to kill.


Descriptive Personality: It's not hard for most to see that Father Tsuneo isn't all there in the mental sense. The man grew up in the Cult he now leads and has always been the very whimsical and flamboyant type. He has an odd charm about him that usually fools people into liking him, until he does something unpredictable and horrifying. A grown man that has childish mannerisms and wicked outbursts that most will never see coming, until it's too late. This man needs a leash and a tamer if everyone else wants things to go smoothly and peacefully. Father Tsuneo doesn't mean any harm or sorrow towards anyone, it's just very hard for him to switch from fantasy to reality; when he grew up in a world of horror, death and chaos. The white-haired, self-proclaimed "Protecter Of The Dead" wants to do just that, protect the dead and doing everything the way he believes it should go is what he will do.

Likes: Death. Soul Channeling. Drinking. Traveling. Killing. Small Animals. Big Snakes. Large Spiders. Fighting. Poisons. Laughing. Flirting. Big Hats. Green. Black. White. Choking. Cliffs. Clouds. Darkness. Tarot Cards. Cherry Blossom Trees. Blood. Fire. Cooked Meat.

Dislikes: Liars. Chains. Leather. Iron. Dust. Bullies. Traitors.

Talents: "Psychic" Readings. Scam Artist. Dancing. Speaking To The Dead. Drawing. Ink Painting. Clay Making (Sculpting). Storytelling.


Strengths: Soul Magic. Poison Knowledge. Flexible. Fast. Multilingual. Espionage. Acting.

Weaknesses: Not The Strongest Physically. Some Mental Issues. Afraid Of Heights. Delusional Most Times. Childlike Actions.

Character Bio: Born the first son of the Risers Of The Dead Cult Leaders at the time. Groomed to inherit the "kingdom" from day one. Father Tsuneo never knew if his parents had a last name or not; no one in the Cult spoke of last names, as they were all one big "happy" family. Growing up and learning about how powerful he truly was. His parents always knew their first born would be the one the elders spoke of. And when he started showing signs of magical capabilities that no one before him had, he was praised as a God and was given the title "Father" way before his official move as the Leader happened.

Years passed on and Father Tsuneo took over as his father and mother both became elders and died a few years down the line. He turned the Cult into a stronger and more noticeable group in Japan; most would pay no attention to them when they spotted the two headed skeleton symbol on some of the members robes. But now they know when they see it and who their psycho of a leader truly is.

Father Tsuneo heard about the heart and royal proclamation from his followers who had be around Japan at the time. If he could get his hands on the heart, that beautiful and powerful thing might have enough power to break open the underworld and free the fallen souls and let them live again. That was the main reason why he joined the others to slay the dragon. Nothing meant more to him than setting the fallen souls free from their prisons.

Sample Post: Father Tsuneo left his throne in his Underground Dwellings to find his followers. Today was a very special day. When the moon would be full in the sky and their physical, mental and spiritual energies would be as one. It would be a glorious ceremony where they would all be renewed with strength and power. Milky white skin glowing wickedly in the moonlight as he headed up to the surface of Japan.

"Ahhh. Brothers and sisters. Children and elders. It's time to bring in new life and bring praise to the light that shines for the darkness." Speaking in his usual whimsical and borderline confusing mannerism, gilding to the center of his group of cult followers. "Bring in new life. We give ourselves to you..."
 
MIHARU TSUKAMOTO
Name: Miharu Tsukamoto

Age: Twenty-Seven

Gender: Male

Ethnicity: Japanese

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 200 lbs.

Orientation: Bisexual

Occupation: Chef/Lifeguard (Yakuza Member)

Hair Color/Style: Dark Blue Black
[ Short | Shaggy | Shampooed & Conditioned Regularly ]

Eye Color: Dark Ocean Blue

Body Build: Athletic | Healthy | Built

Piercing's/Tattoo's: [Piercings]- None
[Tattoos]- Has his daughter's names going across his back.

Noticeable Scar(s): None
[He luckily hasn't been attacked personally by rival gang members as of yet in his Yakuza Career. ]

Attire: Miharu dresses like most mid to late twenty year olds who want to hold onto their youth for a little longer. Trying to keep up with the latest trends. He actually pulls most of the trends off, surprisingly.

[ Ex. One ] [ Ex. Two ] [ Ex. Three ] [ Ex. Four ]

Personality: When people first meet Miharu, they can tell he has a checkered past and an even more checkered present. Though he wins most people over with that easy breezy charm of his that can make even the most uptight of people crack a smile or even throw a few flirty glances his way. He has a very convincing way about him. Miharu can even convince a rose out of smelling good if he wanted to. The mysterious charmer also has a meanstreak like no one could ever imagine. In the Yakuza his nickname is actually "Ruthless." He will stop at nothing to get revenge on someone if they hurt him or his family. Loyal to death to all that are on his side and stay on his side through it all. Miharu may be a single father of two, but he doesn't act like one. Priding himself on being the cool dad that let's his girls have freedom, but not too much freedom. Not crazy or careless enough to let his girls out of his sight at all when they aren't at Daycare. There is plenty people can and have said about him, but one thing no one can ever say is that Miharu Tsukamoto is a bad father. He is devoted to caring for Mayu and Mio and no one else matters as much as those two angels do.

Likes: Cooking. Swimming. The Daycare. Money. Protecting his girls. Movie night. Football. Sports. Reading to his girls. Cookies. Cupcakes. Drawing with his girls. Dogs. Exercising. The color blue. Painting. Dancing. Flirting. Romance. Flowers. Rainy Days. Snow Days. Winter. Fighting. The Yakuza. Getting revenge. Blackmailing others. Mansions. Expensive things. Giving his girls the world.

Dislikes: Traitors. Liars. Backstabbers. Old people. People hurting his family. Bad food. Dirty rooms. Vampires. Politics. Religion. Bigots. Racists. Losing a fight. Police. Nosy people. Candle wax.

Fears: His girls getting hurt because of what he does. The Police taking his girls away from him. Dying. Watching his girls hurt and not being able to save them.

Secrets: He has been part of the Yakuza since around the time he met Machiko (His Deceased Wife and Mother of Mayu and Mio).

One of the Yakuza leaders is Machiko's Grandfather. Making Mayu and Mio basically the Princesses of The Yakuza.

Strengths: Physical Labor.
The Guitar.
Cooking.
Swimming.
Fighting.
Gang Duties.

Weaknesses: Anger Issues.
Prideful Attitude.
His Twin Girls.
A Fat Ass.

Bio: Miharu Tsukamoto life has always been full of tragedy and sadness, but he never let any of the situations he couldn't control change his mind and beliefs. He grew up fending for himself; both of his parents were neglectful towards him and his younger sister. He vowed to never treat his kids that way when he had some. Miharu wasn't like most young boys; who all they cared about was playing in dirt and getting cut and bruised up. Miharu always wanted a big family, at least two kids and a wife. He even drew multiple pictures of the family he wanted one day. Going through middle school and high school, earning high grades and never failing behind in any of his classes. If his parents weren't going to help him be better than he would do it for himself.

His determination to do better for himself and his future family is what got him a full tuition, four year scholarship in the most prestiges college in Japan at the time. At the age of seventeen. That's where he met the love of his life, Machiko Akiyama. Everyone knew that they were meant to be together; even if the two of them didn't know it in the beginning. As the days went on, the clueless teens were practically pushed together by their friends and even Machiko's grandfather wanted them to be together. The man had secret Yakuza spies watching his entire family and when he saw how Miharu looked at her, he just knew they were meant to be together. The old man also knew that Miharu would be a perfect addition to the Yakuza. They needed an actual smart person to be the brains.

It only took a few months into their fast paced relationship for them to get married and then Miharu was visited by members of the Yakuza a few weeks later. He knew, or more like, they told him he had no choice but to join the Yakuza and be the brains of the operation. Especially if he wanted to stay with Machiko. His love for her was stronger than anything else; so he agreed and has been part of the infamous gang affiliation since then.

A few years down the line in their relationship is when they discovered that Machiko was not only pregnant with one child, but with two. Two baby girls. It was a beautiful time for the family and both parents were given the time to take care of one another and Miharu didn't have to do anything for the gang for the first year that Mayu and Mio were out in the world officially.

Four years later in their loving relationship, the worst thing that could ever happen to the Tsukamoto family, happened. Machiko was murdered in cold blood by a rival gang member. They knew that going for the "princess" of the Yakuza meant a big rise in the ranks of their gang. The next day, that person's head was sent to his Gang Leader's front door.

Miharu was and is still heartbroken about it all, but he won't let that stop him from keeping his family safe. The Yakuza thought it was best that the Tsukamoto family went into a sort of witness protection until Mayu and Mio were adults and could handle the world they were put into without a choice. Now Miharu has a "job" as a Chef and a Lifeguard and uses a fake name for all of his mail and addresses. Only the people at the Daycare know his family's real names.

He's a father that is trying to do the best he can for his family, even if it kills him. Which it just might.

Favorite Song(s):

Extra:
Machiko Tsukamoto
 
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AKIHIKO SAITO
Name: Akihiko "Hiko" Saito

Age: Seven

Gender: Male

Ethnicity
: Japanese

Height: 3'9"

Weight: 60 lbs.

Orientation: N/A

Occupation: N/A

Hair Color/Style: Dark Black
[ Messy & Short ]

Eye Color: Ocean Blue

Body Build: Small | Regular Young Boy Body

Piercing's/Tattoo's: He's Seven!

Noticeable Scar(s): Akihiko isn't the type that goes out and gets hurt.

Attire: Akihiko has a mature style of clothing; totally different from his twin brother's.

[ Ex. One ] [ Ex. Two ] [ Ex. Three ] [ Ex. Four ]

Personality: Akihiko is very mature for his age. Being only seven and having a vocabulary that of a high school student. Though he might not know everything he's talking about, the young boy does speak his mind no matter what. He can be very opinionated and judgmental of others and doesn't care to hold back his tongue and will let whatever he feels be known. He is still developing, so his personality isn't fully discovered yet, but being a smartass is definitely in his future.

Likes: Reading. Hanging with his twin brother, Ryota. Cooking. Playing the Piano. Discovering new things. Judging other kids and adults. Drawing. Summer. Recess. The sandbox.

Dislikes: Akihiko doesn't have many things he fully dislikes. To him, disliking something means to care about it. If he doesn't care about something, then that means he dislikes it... but he doesn't care enough to give them or it that much time in his life to be classified as a dislike.

Fears: Ryota getting hurt. Or anyone in his family getting hurt or killed.

Secrets: Still pees in the bed. Only his grandparents know... not even Ryota knows and they share a room.

Strengths: Reading.
The Piano.
Swimming.
Judging Others.
Saying Large Words (Even though he doesn't know half of them).
Science

Weaknesses: Cries At The Drop Of A Hat.
Physically Weak
Asthma
Allergic To Pumpkin Seeds

Bio: His life is just starting so there isn't a lot to be said about it. Born to a single mother and living with his grandparents for all of his life. Akihiko is usually being protected by his brother, who is a few minutes older than him. He might be the more judgmental and opinionated of the two, but when it comes to fighting or pretending to be strong... he is definitely not that boy. Crying at the slightest pinch or hit to his body. The "mature" attitude he has is only because of wanting to act like his brother and be strong for his grandparents; but he just isn't that type of person.

Favorite Song:
 
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LUWALHATI DIMAPASOC
[ O N E ] ✖ [ T W O ] ✖ [ T H R E E ] ✖ [ F O U R ] ✖ [ F I V E ]
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S I X ] ✖ [ S E V E N ] ✖ [ E I G H T ] ✖ [ N I N E ] ✖ [ T E N ]

Name: Luwalhati Dimapasoc

Nicknames: Lu or Luwal

Age: Twenty-Nine

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Crush: Luwal likes to keep those type of things a mystery. He isn't the type to show his feelings very often so it takes him a while to show that side of himself.

Relationship: Single. Luwal was once married to a beautiful woman, but she passed a few years ago. So he's a Widow, basically.

Hair Color: Dark Black

Eye Color: Dark Brown

Weight: 203 lbs.

Height: 6'1"

Piercings, Tattoos, Scars: Luwal has both ears pierced, a few small tattoos on his chest and back and a large dragon piece in the middle of his right ribs. The one of many he did on himself. Doesn't have any scars; not the type to do anything dangerous or dumb that would risk such a thing.

Personality: Luwal is definitely a very calm and composed young adult that rarely shows any form of intense emotions. It's hard to decipher what is going on behind those dreamy brown eyes. Most can't tell when he's sad, angry or aroused. His true personality is buried deep down inside, where most will never be able to go and see the more outgoing side of Luwal. Though even when he's calm and in a meditated state, he still has a supernatural charm about him that just exudes through the quietest of nights and loudest of days. Since he was a little child, the dragon zodiac was always more mature than anyone is own age. He grew up quicker than his age would have wanted. That was and is how he has and will probably always be. Maturer and wiser than most other young adults.

Biography: Luwal grew up in a fairly normal household. His father, a successful farm owner and his mother, a beautiful housewife; the only child in a loving home. His parents always taught him that violence was never the answer and that dealing with situations by conversation and understanding is the only way to resolve anything and everything. His passion for painting and drawing had emerged at the ripe age of six. When his first beautiful painting was of his family; which his mother still has hanging in their humble abode.

Throughout the first young adult years of his life, Luwal met and married a beautiful woman, purchases his own Painting Shop and lived a beautiful and normal life. The type of life he always wanted. A devoted lover and a successful business doing what he loved. Things were going as planned... until his shop was attacked by a group of gang members who had heard rumors that Luwal hid gold and jewels inside of his paintings frames. Unfortunately he was out of town, visiting an old friend and his wife had been the one taking care of the shop. She tried her best to fight them off, but it ended with her throat being slashed and a mess of ink and paper all over the place.

When Luwal came home from his trip, he just knew something that gone on; his wife would always be home when he got back from going to visit said old friend, but this time she wasn't. Being alerted by a neighbor that his shopped had been ransacked, Luwal wasted no time getting there.

That was when he found his beautiful wife among the debris of the shop that was once his dream. Crying over her lifeless body for hours, before a mysterious man, who he later found out was the Master, came into the broken down door and spoke to Luwal. An understanding male, he listed to the Master; hearing that he was the Dragon Zodiac and he would need to release that dragon one day if he wanted to ever let his deceased wife free. Her soul being trapped in the earthen plane because of such a brutal death.

Agreeing to learn from the Master and joining the eleven other zodiacs on their journey. He still is struggling with his power over ink and rejuvenation. He knows that he is one of the more inexperienced ones of the twelve zodiacs, but a dragon is legendary and mystical. A unique creature that takes time to grow into the massive being that others fear.

Likes: Rain. Trees. Meditating. Painting.

Dislikes:
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Fears:
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Occupation:
- [This was your character's role before becoming a warrior]
Powers:
- [Describe how your character uses their Zodiac powers. It can be very detailed or very broad.]

Martial Art:
[What type of Martial Arts does your character use?]
Weapons:
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Theme Song/s:
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Extras?:
- [Anything else you have to add about your character which hasn't been covered already]
 
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AZARI
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"NEVER ACT LIKE SOMEONE YOU WOULD HATE OTHERWISE."
FC: DEE CLAY

ONE + TWO + THREE + FOUR + FIVE

NAME
Azari Lynx Blondeau

AGE
Twenty-One

SEXUALITY
Bisexual

OCCUPATION
Lead Rapper of The XXX Nines (Alternative Rap Group)

STYLE OF CLOTHING
Urban Chic

PAIRING
Forced Ending

SIX + SEVEN + EIGHT + NINE + TEN


"So our next person is from Force Ending. Let's see what he has to say! Shall we?"
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"And here is the lovely Azari!"

"Welcome to 'Love in Paradise'. So tell us a bit about yourself? Let's start with your full name, age and where you are from"


"Hi to you too. **moves dreads out of his face** Well, my full name is Azari Lynx Blondeau. I know... what a name, right? **smiles at the interviewer** I'm twenty one. My birthday wasn't that long ago, so it's legal for me to drink now. Though I did it even when it wasn't legal. **laughs** Oh! Where I'm from? First we need to talk about the light skinned elephant in the room. It might look like I'm mixed or something like that... but I'm not. **waits for people to get over the "shock"** Yeah, I'm Creole. I was born in beautiful Louisiana; I loved it there. It was always hot and nice. And even if my family barely made it through the months sometimes, I still had more fun then most rich kids will ever have. My mom is a hard working woman and my dad is the best in the world. Me and my five older brothers all still look up to him. Man... I love them all soo fucking much. No matter how much they irritate me when they try to force me to be somebody I'm not and will never be, I will do anything for them. I love them; they just have old beliefs that probably will never change. I guess that's where my stubbornness comes from. **shrugs shoulders with a smirk** If you wanna know more about my life, buy me a drink first..."

"So what are your strong points?"


"Hmmm... that's a damn good question. **rubs chin sarcastically** I got one. I'm entertaining and people love a guy that can have fun by just being himself. I know how to start a party, I don't know how to end it but who wants a party to end anyway? That's just fucking crazy. Right!? **pats interviewer on the shoulder** So we covered how amazing of a friend I am and how I'm always the life of the party. Now something else about me that's a strong point... **closes eyes for a few seconds "concentrating"** People say that I'm charming. I get why, I mean I'm always smiling and full of positivity. I don't care what other people think about me and I do whatever I want. If someone has a problem with that... then fuck em. Charm comes from knowing who the hell you are and not letting other people tell you who to be, that's what I think makes me soo charming. Another thing about me that I know can be seen and felt from a mile away is my confidence. I have a no fucks given type of attitude and I do me and if you can't handle that... then sorry sweetheart, I'm not the guy for you. **laughs**"

"Oh splendid. Yet every one has a bit darker side right?"


"See, I usually only show and talk about my darker side when I'm around people I can trust. But I signed up for all of this, so here goes everything. I have been known to not have the greatest of tempers. I can go from 1 to 1,000 in 2.2 seconds if someone pushes me to my boiling point. I might have a no fucks given way about me, but even the calmest of motherfuckers can and will snap if a bastard tries them too many damn times. **gets slightly upset just by thinking about the assholes that might be on the show too** Let's move on, before I damage these cameras. **takes a deep breath to calm the fuck down** I can become very childish and petty when I feel like it. I am King Petty when things don't go my way. When someone has something I want, I won't stop until I make their life a living hell. There's just something inside of me, that no matter how much I try to fight it... I just can't let other people get away with being royal assholes and bitches towards me. Shit, I didn't think about this in a long ass time. I am definitely a cocky bastard and a huge flirt. **winks** Maybe that's why most of my relationships didn't work out... well I know why my last one didn't end soo well. Let's not even go there."

"Haha, we are all human after all. So what do you like to do?"


"What I LOVE to do is fucking people senseless and partying. **winks again at the interviewer** I wouldn't mind taking you for a spin one night. If you're down for it? **new interviewer replaces old one** What the fuck?! **rolls his eyes but continues** Other than the two things I mentioned already. This isn't a hobby, but I love rapping and writing poetry and music. That's my career and it will always be my career. There's nothing else in the world I can see myself doing. Yeah I also have a thing for tattoos and wolves. I don't know why but I love wolves. They're the best animals in the world. Loyal to one another and they don't let anyone fuck with them. Badass for real."

"Wonderful! Now what are your pet-peeves?"


"Don't even get me started! **sits back and folds his hands over his chest** I fucking HATE people who throw their money around in other people's faces. Like if it wasn't for us working class people... you little pompous bitch, wouldn't have daddy's money to flaunt around with. I really hate that. Look, I don't have a problem with all rich people. Hell, I'm going to be rich one day; but I'm not going to act like I'm better than someone else just because I was blessed to have a more fortunate life. That just gets under my skin the most. I think my parents, being Social Activists is where I get that from. They hate the american government, especially with Trump The Melting Carrot as our president now. Fucking America! You would think the only thing I hated with a passion was entitled rich people, but nope. I also hate people who think Black Lives Matter is a Terrorist Group. Like what the fuck man?! How could you think like that. It's fucking crazy. Racist people are right up there with rich people; sometimes a racist person is the rich person. That's how they stay rich; by tearing down anyone that doesn't look like them. The last pet-peeve of mines isn't as serious as my other two pet-peeves. Maybe. But, I hate, I mean I HATE bad hygiene. Get your body together before talking to me, please."

"Good! One last general question before we get to the juicy stuff. What are you currently doing and where do you see yourself in the future?"


"I'm glad you finally asked me something that actually matters. I'm the Lead Rapper of a badass rap group. We're The XXX Nines. I came up with the name. There's nine of us in total and we are all sexy, x-rated motherfuckers. We started the group in high school. Me, and my closes friends. With recruiting three other people that made up the full XXX fam. Where do I see myself in the future? Winning Grammys and making it into Mainstream music. Me and my boys and girls will make it big and be up there with The Fugees and A Tribe Called Quest. That's where I see all of us, and we'll make it one day. I can already see our name in lights, baby!"

"Okay. Now that we have a view of who you are. Let's focus on love! Tell me what do you go for?"


"I mean... I guess you weren't listening behind the cameras before you came out and they got rid of that sexy guy. **gets closer** What I want in a partner is someone that can be a freak in the sheets and a freak in the streets. I want someone that can be wild and free and their self at all times. I don't care, guy or girl. I just love the human body and I love how the feel of another's bare skin rubs against mines. And yes, I'm a Top. Sorry, I don't bottom and never will. If you don't know what that means; it means I only fuck guys, I don't get fucked. I know some girls that like fucking their boyfriends, too. I don't do that either. No way Jose. **grins** I need passion and creativity. I can and will get bored easily if we keep doing the same thing over and over again. You need to be able to keep up with me in the bedroom. Don't worry though. I will make sure you get satisfied like never before. **blows a kiss** Seriously, I do want someone that can be more than a good time and a one night stand. We don't have to fuck on the first date. I'm not that much a horny bastard. The second date works just fine **falls out into a fit of laughter**"

"Ha, yes. So why did you come here? What do you wish to find here?"


"I want to lie and say I came here for the experience of something new, but I really just came here to get me group's name out there and also to see if we can get our own Realty TV Show. It's the best way to get discovered. Social Media and Reality TV. Maybe I'll find something more while on this island and show, but that's why I'm really doing this entire thing. Not like I'm the only one. I'm just the only one being honest about it, bruh."

"Well thank you for your time, Azari. Is there anything else you'd like to share?"


"Yeah there is. **Pulls out phone** Go and listen to The XXX Nines first single "Broken Reality" on SoundCloud, iTunes and Spotify. It's lit bitches!"
 
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"LET YOUR REGRETS MOTIVATE YOU TO DO BETTER NEXT TIME."
FC: ADRIAN CONRAD

ONE + TWO + THREE + FOUR + FIVE

NAME
Mateo Santiago Flores

AGE
Twenty-Five

SEXUALITY
Pansexual

OCCUPATION
Personal Trainer/Chef

STYLE OF CLOTHING
Classy Casual

PAIRING
High School Sweethearts

SIX + SEVEN + EIGHT + NINE + TEN


"So our next person is from High School Sweethearts. Let's see what he has to say! Shall we?"
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"And here is the lovely Mateo!"


"Welcome to 'Love in Paradise'. So tell us a bit about yourself? Let's start with your full name, age and where you are from"


"Hello. My full name is Mateo Santiago Flores. You can just call me Teo or Santi. Those are what most people call me anyway. I'm twenty five. Meaning I'm almost done with my young adult years of chaos and mistakes. But it feels like I'm just getting started, which is what's actually happening. If it wasn't for my older sister and parents, I don't know what I'd be up to now. You want to know where I'm from? Well. My family has moved all over the place. Life of an Army Brat I guess. But I was born in Puerto Rico and raised in and all over Texas and Florida. If you want to know where I truly come from, I would say, New York. That's where my family all live now and that's where I went to middle school and high school. Where I met the love of my life... well she was the love of my life. Until I... well, that's not what you asked, so nevermind."


"So what are your strong points?"


"Most people say that I have a calm and warm vibe and personality. I think it's because I just go with the flow. I don't try to rock the boat often and I hate drama, so I try to stay out of any of it. Sometimes drama finds me, but I can usually handle it without coming out of character. I personally think I am an amusing guy. I love to joke around and have fun. Life is way too short to think about what you should have done differently or what you could have done to fix a situation. Just learn from your past and move forward. That's my motto. Also I am very understanding and open-minded when it comes to pretty much anything. I will never judge someone before I get to know them personally, or knock something I haven't even tried at least once. Don't get me wrong; there are definitely millions of things and probably millions of people that you should judge harshly and keep away from, but the world is more than just what you know or want to know. Exploring and leaving your comfort zone is the only way someone can actually grow up and learn about who they really are. If you don't do that, then you will never know the true you."


"Oh splendid. Yet every one has a bit darker side right?"


"I don't know if I have a dark side, really. People do say I'm a pushover? I guess that's a bad thing. Yeah for me being such a big guy, I tend to let people get away with basically murder. I've had moments when I just lost it, and literally blacked out. I ended up knocking a few guys out, which is why I am trying to keep that side from ever coming out again. Especially in front of the ones I love. That night when I did beat the crap out of three guys, was when I was getting drunk and with some friends... or so-called "friends". Never again will I ever drink like that. I will become a psycho if I drink alcohol. There are sloppy drunks, angry drunks and happy drunks. I'm a psycho drunk, I know that now. Exactly why I don't think I have a big dark side, since it only comes out when I'm drunk. I guess you can say that my serious anxiety problems would be considered a bad thing. That is something I've struggled with since I was a kid. Just because I might look like someone that is super confidence, doesn't mean I don't have my days when I want to crawl into my shell and be antisocial and dead to the world. Only the closes people to me have seen that part of me that I hate showing. I wish I could get my anxiety under control but mixed with my paranoia... thanks to my dad's stories about the freaking war, sometimes I just turn into a little boy scared for his life."


"Haha, we are all human after all. So what do you like to do?"


"Well in High School I was the Quarterback of my Football Team, but a bad leg injury ended that. I still love to watch all kinds of sports and even go to games once in a while. During the process of my leg healing, I became a Personal Trainer. Helping other people out, showing them how to live a healthier and more fulfilling life. I love seeing their faces and shock when just after a few months or working with me, they have set goals for themselves that have nothing to do with losing weight or eating healthier. I just love helping people live better lives. Speaking of, I am also a Chef. I know how to make a lot of different dishes that are healthy but also tasty at the same time. People think that healthy food means bad tasting and plain, but not my cooking. I will make it taste like it's full of sugar and spices, when it's really not. I am a magician in the kitchen."


"Wonderful! Now what are your pet-peeves?"


"I don't really know if I have any big pet-peeves. I'm such a nonjudgmental person that I don't really pay too much attention to how other people act and it doesn't phase me often. If I have to answer this, I would say... people who come over to your home and just walk inside, without knocking on the door. It's just crazy. Warn someone before you walk inside. Though I lock my doors all the time, but some family members have keys so yeah. Ring the doorbell or knock, before just walking inside someone's home. I don't have any other things that I dislike. I honestly can't think of anymore. Maybe something or someone will change that on the show? I hope not, ha!""


"Good! One last general question before we get to the juicy stuff. What are you currently doing and where do you see yourself in the future?"


"Well, like I said a few questions back. I am a Personal Trainer and a Chef. I love what I do and wouldn't want to do anything else. I think my leg injury in high school happened for a reason. I would have probably been in the NFL, living a very public life that I know now I wouldn't have wanted as much. In the future, I see myself with a beautiful wife, or maybe even a husband, and a few kids. I would be a successful Trainer and Chef. My family would be able to grow up under one roof and they wouldn't have to worry about anything, since daddy will make sure they are always happy."


"Okay. Now that we have a view of who you are. Let's focus on love! Tell me what do you go for?"


Well. I've only been with one person so far in my life, but I do know that I'm attracted to men and women so I guess it's just what attracts me, attracts me. Maybe looks, personality, something in-between or something totally differently. It's just, once you feel a bond something that just ignites between two people, you just know it. You can just look into another's eyes and see yourself in them and see the both of you together forever. That's what attracts me. A supernatural connection with someone. Like a magical feeling that can't be explained. I'm sorry. I get very poetic sometimes. But anyway. I am a hopeless romantic, so I love romantic comedies, surprise dates, gifts and intimacy. Even though I wanted to explore the world and see what's out there for me, I know that there's only one person for me and I should have stayed with them. But it's been an entire year, so I guess it's time to move on."


"Ha, yes. So why did you come here? What do you wish to find here?"


"My brother and some of my actual friends know that this year has been a rough one for me. Here I thought I needed to spread my wings and fly... when I only crashed into the ground the second I ended things with the one true love of my life. They were trying to be good friends and a good brother and signed me up for the show. Hoping that if I didn't find love, I would at least fine some peace. So hopefully I'll find some peace. I doubt it though."


"Well thank you for your time, Teo. Is there anything else you'd like to share?"


"I just want to say, thank you for the opportunity and hopefully I make for good TV. I'll probably be the one the audience wants to see find love the most. I already have the sweetheart title. Ha!"
 
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"I AM WHAT HAPPENS WHEN CLASS MEETS SAVAGERY."
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NAME
Xavier Monte Gabriel Mammon III

NICKNAMES
X Man | King | Alpha | Father | Boss

AGE
Forty-Three

GENDER
Male

AFFILIATION
Crescent Lunar Pack

RACE
Werewolf

WEREWOLF FORM
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HEIGHT
6'4"

WEIGHT
245 lbs.

SEXUALITY
Bisexual

PIERCINGS
Ears Only

TATTOOS
Multiple ones all over his body. They are memories of everything that has happened in his life. Different ones mean different things and the size of the tattoo means how much of an impact it made in his life and how he handles all of his decisions and situations and everything else now.

HAIR COLOR
Jet Black

EYE COLOR
Dark Brown-Normal

Blood Red-Alpha

PERSONALITY
Xavier is not like how most outsiders would believe an Alpha Werewolf should or would act. He isn't some brutal tyrant who wants everything to go his way or no way. No, he has an understanding vibe about him that keeps the families of packs together and trusting in him. He is an honest man to the core and wouldn't lie to them about anything. Even if it means a certain few might drop from the loyalty and try to start their own union of packs if things seem to not go the way they had anticipated. Xavier wouldn't kill them right on the spot. He would watch them and see how far they could get without him, then give them one more chance. A forgiving man but not a fool. You only get two chances with this Alpha. Once both chances are crossed out, it's only hell to pay from there on out. Do not let his sophisticated and intellectual nature trick you into believing a false image of this man. He can and will get down and dirty if he has to. There isn't one time where Xavier has ever backed down to a challenge and no matter who he's facing, he won't go down without a brutal and intense battle. Sometimes you loose and sometimes you win, it doesn't stop him from making sure his opponent knows that he isn't a person that can be easily defeated. It doesn't matter who or what tries to dominate him, this Alpha has learned from the best wolves out there and he will always find his way back on top.

LIKES
Outdoor Activities | Exercising | Cigars | Rap | Pop | Gambling | Bonfires | The Moon | Dogs | Nighttime | Oceans | Meditation | Intellectual Conversations | Loyalty | Las Vegas | Soul Food | Order | Harmony | Fast Cars | Snacks | Netflix | Sex | Threesomes | Romance | Compassion | Halloween | Family Time | Training | Wolf Trials | Rainy Days | Hot Days | Volcanoes | S'Mores | Coconut Oil | Massages | Submission From Others | Dancing

DISLIKES
Reckless Vampires | Idiots | Reckless Werewolves | Disloyalty | Disorder | Racism | Hunters | Witches | Judgment Of Others | Senseless Violence | Stains | Mess | Bad Hygiene | Virgins | Liars | Cheaters | Tricksters | Cats

KINKS
Biting | Domination (Of Others) | Shower Sex | New Positions | Orgies | Threesomes | Blowjobs (G&R) | Rim Jobs (G&R) | Cunilingus | Handcuffs | Ropes | Blindfolds

TURN ONS
Passion | Brains | Seduction | Big Asses | Big Natural Breast | Experience | Open-Mindedness | Good Cooking

WEREWOLF TRAITS
Super Speed, Senses, Agility, Strength & Durability. Werewolf Bite, Healing Factor (Slightly slower than a Vampire) & Lycanthrope Enhancement, Alpha Moonlight Ring.

WEREWOLF CONS
Witchcraft, Broken Neck, Mortality, Fire, Decapitation, Heart Extraction, Silver Objects, Wolfsbane.

TALENTS
Dancing | Singing | Cooking | Poetry | The Piano | Archery

STRENGTHS
Multilingual | Tactical Leadership Skills | Analyzing | Organizing | Medical Knowledge (Werewolf Medical Knowledge) | Vast Knowledge Of Werewolves, Vampires, Witches & Hunters

WEAKNESSES
Too Trusting Sometimes | Hidden Darkness | Quick To Anger At Times | Vengeful Nature

HISTORY
Xavier Mammon The Third had an upbringing that consisted of work, more work and even more work. Even before he became the Alpha, his father, who was the Alpha at the time, instilled strength, leadership and bravery into his young mind. He knew that his life would began once he was the Alpha and no one would be able to stop him from making his father and mother proud of him. Xavier wanted to take over and possibly surpass the Mammon men before him who were the Alphas of the Union of Packs.

His teen years went better than most werewolves at this point of changing and unlocking their Lycanthrope; he didn't have a rage phase and never craved for destruction and mayhem. His family had kept him in check and knew how to keep him from turning into the regular reckless young wolf that most had been when they went through their first change.

Xavier was growing and learning, and so was his wife-to-be Isis at the same time. Who came from a Pack of Nomadic Wolves on the Coast of Mexico. Migrating upward and finding themselves in Baton Rouge shortly afterwards.

Isis' Family knew they had to have a meeting with Xavier's father before coming into Baton Rouge and living new lives. They were more of a Gypsy Pack that originated from Mexico. Moving around for most of the wolves in the pack's lives. Never staying in one place for too long. That was until Isis and Xavier the Third met and... as cliché as it sounds, had love at first sight. Something sparked inside of the two young wolves and they couldn't go one day without seeing one another.

Though Isis' family had been able to join the Union, they were still on a 24 hour watch for a few months. Even if Xavier and Isis were openly together in public, their families still couldn't just trust them all because of the love of two young wolves. But their love did bring the packs together faster and Isis' family were merged into the union a year later since their arrival. Which only made the new and young couple become closer and plan to marry once Xavier became Alpha. Having a wife made his Alpha status even more powerful. Especially when she was the most beautiful wolf to ever be created.

Not everything was golden and perfect for Xavier for too long. Having a wife at a young age made him grow up faster than most, but what really changed his life was the day his father's dead and mutilated body was brought to the Crescent Lunar Manor. Everything changed for him after that.

After the horrible and brutal slaying of Xavier The Second by a rival band of wolves, Xavier had to become the Alpha sooner than he expected. He didn't waste much time crying over his father; knowing that the man would have gotten revenge way before having a burial ceremony if it had been his father. Taking the strongest and baddest wolves with him as the Union made their way towards where the band of wolves had made a "home" in Crescent Lunar Territory. Isis wanted to go with him but Xavier made her stay back and keep the women and children safe. She was his Queen and the Queen had to stay protected and out of harms way.

After a long and gruesome battle, The Union of packs had destroyed all of the rogue wolves and made it clear that Crescent Lunar wasn't just some pompous group of entitled wolves that were all bark and no bite. That was Xavier's first act of Leadership and true Alpha prowess. Many more acts turned him into the man all know of now.

Through his life, he had happy times once again, like his daughter being born and his Union of packs growing and gaining more members. Like, Otis; a man that to others appeared to be no more than Xavier's pet, but the Alpha saw Otis as more of a son than anything. That beast of a man would never betray him and would probably sacrifice his own life to protect Xavier and Belladonna. Though it would never come to that; Xavier would never put another member of his pack in danger because of his own actions.

Not only did Otis become a member, but a few more interesting wolves came into the fray. Around this time, Xavier and Belladonna had been overcoming the sadness of the lost of a wife and a mother. Isis had committed suicide and Xavier had to be strong for not only Crescent Lunar but also for his daughter who only had a father left and a grandmother, who did her best to be there for Belladonna. Luckily two beautiful wolves came in and not only did they make Belladonna a bit happier and less of a reckless teen wolf, but they both made Xavier rather happy.

These two wolves were; Akoni Ōpūnui and Healani Kahananui. Polynesian beauties who knew just how to please their new Alpha, in more ways than just one. Not only were they excellent at making messes and cleaning them up and others as well, they were also extraordinary in the bedroom department. It is publicly known that Xavier has an eye for both men and women. But he had never been with another man or woman since falling for Isis. Only a year and half later did he make his attraction known to both wolves and took them into his Union as full members and into his bed as his toys on many occasions.

Life for the Alpha and his pack was going good, that is... until a certain Vampire made it to the Union of packs and had the gall to ask Xavier if she could stay in his Union under his protection. At first, of course the Alpha was against it, and so was every wolf in the Pack. Being a respectable man, even if that meant giving a few minutes of his precious time to a disgusting vampire, Xavier heard the girl out, who's name was Alice Rose. Afterwards, getting a few responses from the minority of wolves who did think letting her in wouldn't be all too bad, he gave her a lot of rules and guidelines but eventually agreed.

To the disbelief of many wolves, their Alpha had actually let a Vampire into their home. Though Xavier knew what he was doing and the wolves might not understand but he did.

Now Crescent Lunar is the biggest and baddest pack of wolves in Baton Rogue and everyone knows it. There hasn't been much talk of a rebellion of a family pack in a while, but something has been starting to brew under the "perfect" surface. There is someone trying to break free and with that, they want to take some of the wolves with them. Xavier might be the Alpha, but even a King can be dethroned if he doesn't keep an eye on even the lowest of peasants in his kingdom.

FAMILY
Belladonna Eris Paris Mammon (Daughter/22/Alive)-LOOK

Xavier Monte Gabriel Mammon I (Grandfather/99+/Deceased)-LOOK

Xavier Monte Gabriel Mammon II (Father/71+/Deceased)-LOOK

Isabella Paris Mammon (Mother/68/Alive)-LOOK

Isis Karma Mammon (Wife/42/Deceased)-LOOK

Monte Gabriel Mammon (Brother/32/Alive)-LOOK

CURRENT STATUS
Multiple Sexual Partners (But Two Special Wolves)

LOVE INTEREST
N/A

FRIENDS
All The Werewolves

ENEMIES
Vampires, Witches, Hunters, Rogue Wolves

FRENEMIES
Konstantin
 
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BELLADONNA
"EVEN KARMA THINKS I'M A BIGGER BITCH."
NAME
Belladonna Eris Paris Mammon

NICKNAMES
Bella | Donna | Paris | Princess | Queen B

AGE
Twenty-Two

GENDER
Female

AFFILIATION
Crescent Lunar Pack

RACE
Werewolf

WEREWOLF FORM
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HEIGHT
5'8"

WEIGHT
123 lbs.

SEXUALITY
Pansexual

PIERCINGS
Nipples | Ears | Belly Button

TATTOOS
Belladonna only has one tattoo. A crescent moon on her right shoulder. It's a small one. She doesn't think marking her body with ink would be all too attractive as the years past.

HAIR COLOR
Naturally Dark Black.

Changes it up a lot. Sometimes blonde, red or a lilac Ombré. Depending on her mood.

EYE COLOR
Dark Brown-Normal

Golden-Brown-Daughter Of The Alpha

PERSONALITY
The first impression most get when they meet Belladonna Mammon is that she is the girl that will slap you across the face while stabbing you in the back. She doesn't hold back any punches or cutthroat words; unapologetic and very egocentric. It's Belladonna's world and we're all just living in it, for as long as she allows. A girl who has a head on her shoulders, even if it looks like she's only ever worried about the latest outfit or latest gossip in town. She's smarter and more malevolent than your everyday, regular big city bitch. With brains, beauty and brawn, Belladonna is a force to be reckoned with. Underestimating this venomous princess will only cause a painful and slow death for the fool that doesn't take her seriously. If it wasn't for her loving father, nothing would have stopped Belladonna from wiping out as many vampires as she could have in her beinging stages of becoming a full fledged werewolf princess. Those few months when her emotions were heightened and every little thing got on her nerves, it was like hell on high heels coming through and rampaging all around.

Now that she is a bit older since then, her violent tendencies are more towards defenseless animals and sometimes even humans. Instead of cutting people with her claws, she cuts them with her tongue. Learning that she could hurt people quicker and longer with emotional abuse; not that she doesn't love physical abuse but it's funner for the Queen to make her peasants cry from verbal abuse and not breaking a sweat by ripping through their body parts. She's more of a mature and violent demoness nowadays. Which isn't good for the easily manipulated folks out there.

With her intelligence and God gifted curves and beauty, she can get her way by simply flirting with someone and tricking them into some sick and twisted false security. Life is a game to this Heiress and she plans to go home with all the rewards in the end. Her determination and drive to take control of Crescent Lunar one day as the first Female Alpha ever is something that has kept her from letting her impulses guide her through life. Unlike when she was a teen and did whatever her feelings told her to do, Belladonna thinks more before acting lately. Which is a good thing for everyone else around her. She isn't as much of a liability anymore.

All and all, Belladonna isn't an average bitch; she has more sides to her than just her manipulative and vindictive parts that everyone knows about. She secretly cares about a lot of people. The werewolves she picks with the most are usually the ones she loves the most. It's her special kind of way of staying a royal bitch in the eyes of everyone, but also showing some kind of odd affection. If you are on the end of this psychotic behavior, it's a good sign. Sadly to say.

LIKES
Makeup | Fast Cars | Drinking | Smoking | Werewolves | Dogs | Outdoors | The Beach | Moonlight Lake | The Bar Scene | Mardi Gras | Nick Minaj | Beyonce | Dancing | Singing | Stripping | Traveling | Belly Dancing | Hookah Lounges | Strip Clubs | Spending Money | Diamonds | Sex | Lingerie | Pink | Purple | Green | Snakes | Poison | Vervain | Drama | Cheesecake | Exercising | Fire | Knives | Other People's Pain | Horror Movies | Sunlight | Other People's Screams Of Pain | Guns | Vampires Dying | Rap | R&B | Coconut Oil | Honey | Pancakes | Being Pampered | Being Spoiled | Rich Friends | An Entourage Of Followers

DISLIKES
Depressed People | Emos | Goths | Whiners | Overly Nice People | Bad Botox Victims | Bad Hygiene | Vampires | Witches | Hunters | Country Music | All Forms Of Rock Music | Defeat | Being Underestimated | Sloppy Drunks | Cheeseburgers | Yellow | Brown | Full Moons | Cats | Pompous Vampires | Idiots | Getting Tricked | Religion

KINKS
Hairpulling | Slapping | Biting | Riding | BDSM | Outdoors | Raw | Rough | Roleplay | Showers | Nipple Play | Toys | Domination (G&R) | Submission (G&R) | Big Dicks | Passion | Round Asses (Guys & Girls)

TURN ONS
Strong Men | Humor | Strong Women | Muscles | Natural Good Smells | Massages | Baths | Kissing | Cuddling (Secret) | Romance (Secret) | TLC | Attitudes

WEREWOLF TRAITS
Super Speed, Senses, Agility, Strength & Durability. Werewolf Bite, Healing Factor (Slightly slower than a Vampire) & Lycanthrope Enhancement.

WEREWOLF CONS
Witchcraft, Broken Neck, Mortality, Fire, Decapitation, Heart Extraction, Silver Objects & Forced Transformation (Once a Month), Wolfsbane.

TALENTS
Singing | Dancing | Making Drinks | Stripping | Spreading Gossip | Manipulation | Blowjobs

STRENGTHS
Fighting | Being A Bitch | Manipulation | Sex | Revenge | Swimming | Poison | Vervain Tea | Fashion

WEAKNESSES
Anger Issues | Horrible Attitude | Disobedience | Selfish | Prideful | Vengeful

HISTORY
Belladonna was born from pure love and happiness. Her parents were young at the time, but they were in love and Xavier had already been an Alpha for two years. It was the perfect time for the powerful and loving couple to have a child and when they discovered they were having a girl, The Alpha and his Wife celebrated for weeks. Crescent Lunar members had never seen Xavier and Isis as happy as they were when they found out they were expecting a baby girl. Their first child together. A human being made from their love and connection that was more magical than reality. The beautiful girl came to her family in the middle of a hot summer day, that embodied how she would be as she grew up. Hot, painful and deadly. Her parents just didn't know that at the time. No one did.

The Princess of Crescent Lunar grew up as such. Getting and doing whatever she wanted and being an entitled brat from the start. No one could tell her what to do, not even her parents. She was only five years old and already had a reputation for being a little witch... except, take out the w and replace with a b. Belladonna didn't go through her change at the time and yet she still had more of a werewolf mentality than most older than her. A troublesome little girl that loved getting into other people's businesses and telling her father about what they were all doing. A fast learner, she could walk before she could crawl. Skipping that step all together. And she had a mouth on her at a young age and could back it up as well. Her little stature didn't keep her from getting into fights with some of the older pups; at seven, she was already beating up ten year olds. They couldn't retaliate, in fear of the Alpha's wrath and his wife's. Who had been dealing with mental issues most of her life. It appeared to all that after Belladonna was born, Isis' mental issues started to get out of hand and her psychotic actions became more frequent than ever.

Xavier tried his best to keep that side of Belladonna's mother from the young girl. But she was smarter than most her age. She didn't know what exactly had been going on with her mother, but she did know that the mommy in front of her wasn't the same mommy that took care of her and protected her for all of her young life. Something was different and that's when the intelligent little girl started to keep away from her own mother. She rebelled even more as she grew up; not wanting to face the fact that her mother wasn't some perfect queen that she looked up to. Hiding the anger she had towards Isis; feeling guilty and ashamed of feeling this way towards the woman that gave birth to her.

At the age of fourteen was when the biggest tragedy in her entire life happened. Isis committed suicide in front of the entire Crescent Lunar Pack; at a annual Bonfire. Belladonna was playing with some of her friends when she watched in shock and paralyzed fear her mother walk into the fire pit and become engulfed in the flames. No one saw it coming and Xavier almost ran into the fire to save his wife, but luckily other members of the pack grabbed him and held him back; though it was almost impossible to keep the Alpha from breaking free. Only the deafening scream from his daughter brought him back to reality.

Feeling her daddy's arms wrapped around her, as Belladonna cried into his shoulder and watched the wolves around her put out the fire, trying to save at least somewhat of her mother's body. They had to at least have a funeral for their Queen. Even if she was nothing but dust at this point. It sounded harsh, but in this world, there wasn't much time to cry over the lost and fallen. Always going against the grain, Belladonna cried for days with her father, as both Alpha and Alpha Princess had to wake up everyday without hearing Isis beautiful singing voice in the morning.

When her change came at the age of sixteen, Belladonna had done a complete 180 and the bratty girl became the biggest bitch in Crescent Lunar history. She was more rebellious and violent in nature than anyone had ever seen before. Sure, she had her moments when she slapped several people for no good reason, but now she would seduce mundane males into her Condo in the city and... well... cut off their balls and then slaughter them. She never had an explanation as to why she did that; it was said by many that she had mental issues of her own. Which she denied all the time.

If it wasn't for her father and the other wolves cleaning up her messes and getting her to calm down after a few months, there would be no telling what the fate of the Union of Packs and Belladonna's own would have been.

Now at the age of twenty-two, the Alpha Princess is still a raging bitch at times, but now she does it in a more intelligent and creative manner. It's best to watch her at all times, definitely. You might lose a special body part if you even blink around this she-wolf.

FAMILY
Xavier Monte Gabriel Mammon I (Great-Grandfather/99+/Deceased)-LOOK

Xavier Monte Gabriel Mammon II (Grandfather/71+/Deceased)-LOOK

Isabella Paris Mammon (Grandmother/68/Alive)-LOOK

Xavier Monte Gabriel Mammon ||| (Father/43/Alive)-LOOK

Isis Karma Mammon (Mother/42/Deceased)-LOOK

Monte Gabriel Mammon (Uncle/32/Alive)-LOOK

Dolce & Gabbana Mammon (Twin Wolves(Pets)/Alive)-LOOK

CURRENT STATUS
In A Relationship

LOVE INTEREST
@Akashi

FRIENDS
Most Of The Werewolves

ENEMIES
Vampires | Witches | Hunters

FRENEMIES
Ally (@insouciant)
 
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OUTFIT
Click Me!

MAGICAL GIRL ALIAS
Lady Winter

MASTERY
Ice

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ICE IS MY PROTECTOR AND WINTER IS MY FORTRESS.
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FACE CLAIM
Sevyn Streeter

HEX CODE
#80FF99

NAME
Eris Paige Reece

PRONUNCIATION
[air-is]
[pa-ge]
[ree-se]

NICKNAMES
Mother Earth
Re-Re

AGE
Twenty-One

SEXUALITY
Bisexual

ZODIAC
Taurus

CORNER
Gaea

ETHNICITY
100% African American

ACCENT
Northern American With A Southern Twang
ERIS
"THE SWEETEST PEOPLE CAN SURPRISE YOU."
HAIR
Eris' hair is a natural jet black color with a mix of a warmer black/brown shade. She has been recently wearing it a grey/blue/lilac color and doesn't seem to be changing it anytime soon. Chest length and curly and silky to the touch. She takes care of every part of her body, as it's her temple and vessel to keep safe.

EYES
Natural-A warm dark chocolate color.
Using Powers-A grey-green color.

SKIN
Flawless complexion; soft and clear as day. Eris is a beautiful black queen and she represents for her dark skinned sisters and brothers. Her skin looks better without makeup, but like most girls, she doesn't mind putting some on once in a while. Thanks to drinking water and exercising, her skin is naturally healthy and cared for.

BODY
Standing at 5'5", she might be on the shorter side of the spectrum but don't let her small stature fool you. A girl who can hang with the toughest and roughest of the bunch. A girl who doesn't shy away from getting dirty and sweaty. Toned arms and legs, a nice six pack yet with feminine curves and a beautiful physique all around.
HEIGHT
5'5"

WEIGHT
102 lbs.

DRESS

MARKS
A Star shaped birthmark on her right collarbone.
TATTOOS
Tattoo One
Inside Of Her Ring Finger

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Tattoo Two
On Left Rib Cage

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SCARS
Eris is a Tomboy at heart; she has been in a few wars with her older brothers and other boys around Gaea and some of the girls even. She isn't afraid to get hurt.A few small scars on different body parts but nothing major.

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES
1. When Eris smiles she has the cutest dimples.

2. Her stunning grey/blue/lilac hair.

3. Her mesmerizing eyes and beautiful facial features.

HEALTH AILMENTS
Use to have Bad Asthma as a kid. Is more in control of it now, but still has to carry around a Bedazzled Asthma pump just in case.
PERSONALITY
Growing up, Eris was a shy girl who didn't talk much and kept to herself often. The type of girl that would rather watch people have fun instead of join in on it. She is still somewhat of a shy, introverted woman but has come out of her shell more. One thing that will never change about her is her determination and stubbornness. When she puts her mind to something, it's hard to get her out of doing it or accomplishing her goals. Eris sets a plan for herself and always goes through with it. You'll never have to worry about dragging her along, since she will always clean up her own mess and own up to anything that she did; good or bad. Honest and trustworthy as she is trusting.

When it comes to forgetting, Eris mind is a steel trap. She remembers everything, or mostly everything. Including betrayal and heartache. She has gone through a lot and it has made her a bit colder than the usually warmer citizens of Gaea. Though she is quick to forgive someone, she will never forget what they did to her and will let it be known by sarcastic words and passive aggressive undertones. Even when Eris does build a rock wall up around herself, it always has a small crevice to let love in and her sweet and nurturing side shines even in her darkest of times.

She might be young, but Eris does become the mother of the group without meaning to on most occasions. It isn't hard for her to coddle the more defenseless people and protect them with all of her might. Truly Mother Earth Incarnated. With a vengeful streak like no other but a peaceful and caring aura that warms even the coldest of hearts.

LIKES
Travelling. Yoga. Meditating. Exercising. Being Healthy. Recycling. Training. Fighting (Exercises). Self-Defense. Surfing. Gaea. Intelligent People. Open-Minded People. Like-Minded People. Nightcore. R&B. Horror Movies. Animals. Smiling. Dancing. Singing. Acting. Taking Care Of Others. Sensible People. Relaxation. Quiet Places. Bright Places.

DISLIKES
Rude People. Homophobes. Racists. Colorists. McDonalds. Bad Comedians. Cursing. Senseless Violence. Pollution. Liars. Backstabbers. Heartbreakers. Crying. Letting Others Down. Murder. Getting Manipulated.

HOBBIES
1. Yoga.
2. Dancing.
3. Singing.
4. Meditating.
5. Exercising.
6. Watching Horror Movies.
7. Caring For Others.
8. Play Fighting.
9. Dirt Biking.
10. Netflix & Chill
HABITS
1. When she's nervous, Eris bites her bottom lip like an adorable baby girl.

2. Rolls a strand of her hair between her middle and index finger when deep in thought.

3. Taps her feet when she is daydreaming.

TALENTS
♛ Queen Of Dancing & Singing
✿ Gardening ✿
✄ Fashionista ✄
♞ Horseback Riding ♞

FEARS
1. Disappointing Her Family.

2. Letting Her Guard Down.

3. Dying Alone.

4. Falling For Another Heartbreaker.

MENTAL AILMENTS
Use to suffer from Depression. Still sometimes goes through it but not as serious anymore.
BRIEF BIO
Eris was blessed to be born to a Taurus mother and a Taurus father; their genes must of been super strong since her two older brothers were a Taurus and a Virgo. Being born the youngest and only girl in the family, Eris was pampered like a princess. Though she never let it go to her head. Having friends who acted like "princesses"; never fitting in with that crowd too much.

She was a bit of a loner growing up and only her older brothers ever really got her to play with them when they went to the park or on adventures. Eris would always find a quiet spot in the forest to write music and relax and be by herself. Somehow down the line, a young boy, Jeremy, found her hiding spot and would surprise her and pick with her every chance he got. She was ten at the time and just thought he was another immature and annoying boy.

As the two grew up, Jeremy, a Capricorn, told Eris that he like liked her. She had never had a boy tell her something like that before. It took her a few days to decide if she would be Jeremy's girlfriend, but after thinking it over she couldn't give any reason why giving Jeremy a chance would be harmful.

They were together for three or so years before Eris found out that Jeremy had cheated on her with some girl from Aeras. Everyone remembers their first heartbreak and Eris couldn't get it out of her mind. Ending things with Jeremy on the spot and nearly crying her eyes out for days afterwards. Her brothers even offered to beat Jeremy up for her but she told them no. Even as heartbroken as she was, Eris caring nature wouldn't let something like that happen because of her.

A few years later down the line, she still keeps a guard up around anyone that she finds attractive or that find her attractive. Her standoff nature is only a defense mechanism that she has learned to use to keep from being hurt all over again.

It's going to be a journey for this young woman to learn to forgive AND forget, if she ever wants to love again or befriend someone truly.

POWER

STRENGTHS
Eris can create, shape and manipulate earth and "Earthen" elements including most solid objects, specifically all minerals and mineral compositions regardless of their state (mountain, boulder, sand or dust), dirt, soil, etc.

LIMITATIONS
1. Eris can only use her power while her feet are firmly connected with the earth and earth's soils and minerals. Meaning, if someone knocked her off the earth or into the air, she wouldn't be able to use her powers or they will be at a weaker state. She has to have a connection with the earth to manipulate it.

2. Earth is more stubborn than she is; Eris has to put her full concentration or moving larger pieces of earth. I.E. Mountains, Huge Boulders, Hills. If she loses her hold on it, it will literally come tumbling down, harming whomever is around, out of her control.

3. When Eris looses her cool, earthquakes tend to happen. Minor ones usually but if she was to ever go into a fit of rage, there is no telling how deadly things would become. It's better for her to keep calm at all times, for everyone's safety. She doesn't have control over that yet, limiting her level of power.
FAMILY
Diana Reece (Mother)
Jacob Reece Sr. (Father)
Jacob Reece Jr. (Brother)
Evan Reece (Brother)

FRIENDS
(OPEN)

ENEMIES
Jeremy Mitchell
Aeras Girl

LOVE INTEREST
(OPEN)

NEUTRAL
(OPEN)
 
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