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EVANGELOS ELISABETH
E • van • ge • los ; Greek ; Messenger who brings good news.

- age ; One hundred and one.
- gender ; Male.
- sexuality ; Self-claimed Asexual.
- personality ; He prefers an animal's company over a human's...
Evangelos is a rather solitary individual. He's usually not the one to crack jokes or be in a group of others, and often rarely speaks to strangers freely. He keeps to himself and can't bring himself to be in any way 'bubbly'. He admires those who are charismatic, charming, for he is only blunt and anxious. Evangelos usually relies on logic and reason, which he uses innapropriately in situations where morality is more important than logic, making him cold. Evangelos has no tie nor care for other people than the ones he cares for, because he often has an awful time trusting others and keeping a professional view on acquantacies. He is nice, polite, and distant with reason. His mind is a realm that little will be allowed to explore.
Evangelos does have multiple good sides to him despite his black and white view on life. He is nuturing, and while he's awful at children, they seem to be drawn to him. His aura is appealing to animals as well, who react positively to him. He is a whole different person while performing, mysterious but confident because of his furry friends that are by his side. If there's someone he trust the most, it's his animals. He is quick to get uncomfortable and squeamish being a germaphobe, but is graceful all the same. He takes things with such beauty, the way he talks, walks, dresses and ecetera. Evangelos's good hygiene and neat meaning of life also ties in with his brilliant mind. He is awfully book smart, and shows it from time to time. He loves the easy to understand subjects, but cannot seem to connect to the Fine Arts. Best he can manage is a stick figure and a skilled spinning lutz.

- vices ; Hotheaded ; Cold ; Distrustful
- virtues ; Motherly ; Graceful ; Analytical

- carnival role ; Animal Tamer.

- skill(s) ; Polearm wielding ; Singing ; Ice skating ; Skilled at mathematics/sciences
- abilities ; Zoolingualism ; Avian Physiology ; Light Manipulation


- bio ; Evangelos was born, ten pounds and more than healthy to Elaine Elisabeth and Gerald Manitzat.

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– ▌❝ age . ❏ Twenty. – ▌❝ personality . ❏ ❏ Wary , ❏ Anxious , ❏ Cowardly , ❏ Book-smart , ❏ Quick-witted , ❏ Lost – ▌❝ likes & dislikes . ❏ ✔Painting ✔Eating ✔Not eating ✔Greenery ✔Adam ✔Her father ✘Painting ✘Eating ✘Not eating ✘Maternal figures ✘Darkness ✘Adam's 'moments' ✘Pamela. – ▌❝ mental disorder(s) . ❏ Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder Depersonalization Disorder [Branches from PTSD] Binge-Eating Disorder [Linked to PTSD] – ▌❝ prompt . ❏ ADAM is a 5'9 teenage boy with a very average appearance. He sports both chocolate hair and eyes, with gentle features often adorned by a thick pair of glasses. Lanky and framed by a paint-stained apron, he often takes to calming Eden down during a panic attack, trying to get her to stop eating so much or to bring her back to reality during disassociating. Despite his helpfulness, he seems to have a certain obsession with her and her painting skills. He will get very angry when she refuses to teach him or others give her too much attention. He hates it when they see her art, and doesn't want her to have any other friends but him. He has very violent episodes that send Eden into panic as they frame Pamela's past behavior. He always makes it up to her however, Eden too lost in life to argue to try to face Adam's abusive attitude.​

mama mama no in the cellar, i would wish, wish, no that your heart would open, open, please and strike me like her terribly balled hate is, does, has, mama mama hurts mama mama no ​ Eden is a small 5'4 and quiet spirit, her faded green eyes always empty or zoned out. She rarely emotes with her face, her optics doing most of the usually pessimistic talking. She sports a slightly overweight pear-shaped body and a pink messy pixie cut.​ # eac1ce​

– ▌❝ biography . ❏ Eden was born a big healthy baby one beautiful winter morning to Eve Keppler and Joshua Goch. Afterward, Eve was declared sterile. Eve and Joshua have been always trying for a child, failing much in the past. Eve's sterility meant nothing now as they finally had one beautiful baby girl. Eden was a bright girl who often loved her mother's art and her father's brimming love. Eden grew up smart and motivated by her parents, showing signs of a talent for art young. However, Eve one day fell awfully ill and was taken to the ER. There, worrying signs were shown and Eve was diagnosed with uterine cancer. Her uterus was removed, but unfortunately, the cancer had spread to other parts of her body. She passed away while in the hospital. Joshua sat next to five-year-old Eden while she was painting and carefully explained that her mother was in Heaven now. "Well she should come back soon," Eden replied sternly in her little voice, "She promised to make me chicken tenders for lunch." Eden's teenage life was a gray one. With a now silent, lonely home life, she dug her face into her studies and into art. She took any activity available to mask the untreatable throb in her chest. It didn't help that her Father grew incredibly distant after Eve's death. They haven't eaten together at the dinner table in years. Their relationship died along with Eve. The Mother was the light of the home. [spoili]They often took turns cooking, Eden and her father. Usually when one is too lazy or isn't able, takeout is the option. Not today, however. Today, when Eden went down to see the progress of dinner, her Father encountered her with a genuine smile and invited her to dinner at a restaurant. This boggled her mind. They haven't done anything like this, ever. This was the first step to their mending relationship, but Eden didn't know why exactly her father crawled out of his protective shell again, and again and again. Dinner time together, movies, picnics. She was thrilled life was good once again, even though she would do anything to have her mother back again. In the midst of a once again healthy home, she still couldn't decipher why her Father did such a one-eighty. She didn't know until she saw the fake smile Pamela gave her across the restaurant table. Eden one night was introduced to Pamela, the woman with red hair glued to the side of her Father the whole night. That's why her father was so happy all of a sudden. This... Strange woman was the source and not his own daughter. Pamela was a clingy, obsessive one who was down right infatuated with Joshua. It seemed over the course of events they did together with Pamela that she found Eden's presence to be more of a barrier. She spent most of her time draped over Joshua [who ate up the attention] than actually get to know Eden. Eden saw through their relationship the moment they met. Her father liked Pamela but was probably flattered with her more than anything. He sorted for her than any other good woman because Eve had passed away, he thought Pamela's behavior was normal because Eve was here no longer. Eden reasoned with him about Pamela but he was blinded by what he thought was love. They wedded quickly. Pamela as a stepmother was a silly, toxic woman. Pamela was discontent with living with Eden and having to be around her while she was with Joshua. Pamela only wanted time with Joshua and had a dislike that was mutual between her and Eden. Pamela was sensitive, insulting, gas-lighting, irresponsible, childish, and petty. There was often arguments and tension between the two for so long that the hate was barely contained. These weren't normal family fights and Pamela was growing tired of Eden being in the way. When Joshua would step in, the stepmother would run to him and fall in his arms, blaming Eden. Manipulating Joshua, he punished her wrongfully alongside with Pamela as she painted her as some problem child. Pamela only wanted her husband, not Eden. She wanted this girl out of the picture. And she knew just how. Pamela schemed a terrible awful, inhumane plan. A plan that didn't occur to execute to the healthy mind. An infallible plan to make the seventeen-year-old Eden disappear, but to milk any advantages from her. She started with cleaning out the unused cellar, before learning how to weld. With some trips to the store, she was twirling four new keys on her finger and installed sound proof foam to the walls. Joshua wasn't home that day, which was the perfect time to wrap the soaking cloth around Eden's mouth and nose and hold her hard until she fell unconscious. Pamela worked quickly, throwing Eden's body into the cold and dark cellar before chaining her to the floor. There she stripped her of all her clothes, destroying her phone. She transported her art supplies, two dog dishes, a candle, and a few rolls of toilet paper to accompany the downstairs bathroom. With a few slaps, she woke Eden, explaining that she would be staying here and making art. Whenever she finished a new piece was when she would be able to eat. "So work diligently, good girl." She cackled and slammed the door shut to heavily muffle Eden's screaming. The cellar was locked four times with a click, click, click, and click. Pamela tearfully told Joshua that night that Eden had run away after a huge fist fight with her. She was so enraged that she left after saying she's never going to return. The stepmother was an awfully good liar, and Joshua believed her. He had the police involved, but the search was called off long after. It was like Eden had fallen off the face of the planet, even though she was constantly screaming for help underneath his feet. Joshua was riddled in sadness that he had lost his daughter as well as his wife, so he'd take days off, go on vacations with Pamela that she suddenly provided. Pamela's routine was this, wake up late at night to go downstairs into the cellar. Retrieve any painting finished to sell, and throw cold leftovers into the doggy dish. Eden had tried attacking Pamela, screaming so maybe her dad could hear her, everything. None of them worked. Her resolve was diminishing quickly, as well as her strength. Eden was in the dark all the time. Her mental health deteriorated heavily as she could only use the candle to paint. She was cold and grew malnourished to the point that she could see her bones. She began to hear things, a soft male voice that would comfort her when crying on the floor and encourage her to paint even though she was so very weak and broken. Eden was filthy, shivering and always sick. She hasn't bathed in forever. She grew weak to the point that she couldn't paint anymore, to which Pamela stopped feeding her. Eden's world was just pitch blackness and the hard concrete floor. Hunger and the voice were her only best friends. The only thing that kept her alive was the voice in her head and stray bugs that would scurry along every once in awhile. Hearing her Dad upstairs occasionally drove her to the edge, an edge she couldn't act upon. [BCOLOR=transparent]This continued for four agonizing months. The chains on her legs and feet felt like her own skin. It was freezing in the winter [Pamela graced her with a shitty blanket for her first one], and cold in the spring. Sometimes the ceiling leaked. Sometimes bugs would swarm the cellar. Every day wasn't measured, she didn't know when it was nighttime or daytime, another day or another month. Once, she heard the joyful hollers of 'Happy New Year!' above, which drowned out her own sudden hysterical crying. [/BCOLOR]The voice became Adam, and Adam became a boy who was enthusiastic about painting. Eden wasn't sure if he genuinely wanted her to paint because he wanted her to eat, or because he just liked to look at her paintings before Pamela whisked them away to sell underneath Joshua's nose. The world turned without her, Pamela growing lenient with making sure Eden was where she belonged. Joshua was thinking about turning the cellar into a pool for the both of them, to which Pamela heavily declined. Due to her very strong opposition towards this, he gave up and just decided to accompany her to any other fancy pool that she suddenly had the currency for. He still wanted to turn the cellar into something for some good, however. He was planning to make it a theater or something else to entertain guests with. Ever since Eve died, the cellar went out of commission. He checked it out one day, heading down those creaking steps. He didn't remember the cellar being locked four times over and had to remind himself to see if Pamela knew about the key's whereabouts. Eden wasn't aware of any footsteps because she was sleeping at the time. One faithful day, Joshua was planning to head out. Pamela was at work and he was off. While he got ready, he noticed that the jewelry box Pamela never touched was open. His wife always locked her jewelry boxes. Joshua peered inside to find four old keys. Wondering what they opened, he picked through the possibilities as he examined them in his hand. He forgot to ask Pamela if she had the cellar keys somewhere and decided hey, he had time. They looked big enough to open the locks. Joshua, as he headed back downstairs, figured that trying it wouldn't hurt. Shoving the keys in and turning them, he was surprised to find that the first lock opened. He opened the second, third, and finally the fourth before pushing it open. It smelled like death and was pitch black… He patted about on the wall for the light switch. Strangely, the usual one was gone. Joshua unlocked his phone before opting for his flashlight, the small beam of light landing right on Eden's emotionless, dirty, half alive face. That facial expression stayed on her face for the first and last time Joshua saw her. - Joshua was sending a happy birthday letter to Eden, who was in Lehane many miles away. It became her birthday today, but he wouldn't be able to call her for her twentieth because he had work. Pamela wouldn't get the same treatment, as she was placed under heavy charges and was now serving life in prison. It was a normal occurrence for a while for people to come knocking on his door, asking for interviews of what happened. News told about the girl in the cellar, the girl forced to paint for food. In the week that Eden was rescued and in the hospital, she was diagnosed with a severe case of PTSD and a moderate binge-eating eating disorder. Joshua felt beyond guilty for what had happened, for what Pamela had done to her, but it was too late for Eden to heal with normal treatment. It wouldn't take a scientist for one to see that Eden had drastically damaged, plagued by severe nightmares, severe anxiety, and her tendency to become unresponsive even while conscious. Eden would talk to herself, zone out or burst into hours of weeping and wailing. Joshua had her admitted into Lehane, a luxurious getaway that hopefully would bring his daughter back to him. Every expensive subtraction to his income reminded him that he had failed to protect his daughter. Only Eve can watch over her now. [/spoili]​

 

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████ name. ▲ Gilligan O'Neill
████ pronunciation. ▲ "Gil-leh-gan Oh Knee-eel"
████ nickname(s). ▲ Gil

████ age. ▲ 20 yrs
████ gender. ▲ Cisgender Male
████ birthday. ▲ 9/21
████ sign. ▲

████ sexuality. ▲ Pansexual
████ ethnicity. ▲ Irish American
████ accent. ▲ American

████ Gilligan stands at 5'11 and 180 pounds, with a lean and toned physique that he isn't mad at. He has unique eyes that are a dark teal on the outside and lead into a cool-toned amber, but it isn't noticeable unless you're close to him. His curly hair is a dark dirty blonde, and he has a very thin silver nose piercing on the right side of his nose. A scattered and separate dusting of dark freckles rest on his face and he has a small-sized tattoo of an Irish Blessing Medallion on his right wrist. ▲

████ Gilligan is a rather neutral fellow with no energy to complain or care about a lot of things. The type to be in the back corner of a photo eating a sandwich because he wasn't paying attention or frowning if he was. He's pretty introverted, but his mind is extroverted with creativity and ideas. He's a very linear and straightforward person but can tend to be mysterious because of his fear of giving too much information to the wrong people. Gilligan's polite though, even if he looks murderous when he could probably be thinking of puppies. He has a weakness for extroverts, they're fun to be around when he feels like being out and about with them. A simple guy, doesn't see himself as anything special attitude wise. ▲

✔ cherries ▲ relaxing ▲ writing ▲ #2 Pencils
✘ ketchup ▲ dead muse ▲ airplanes ▲ nosy people

+ acting ▲ writing ▲ skateboarding ▲ STEM
- dancing ▲ opening up ▲ art ▲ controlling his habits

∞ his jaw sets a lot, especially when he has a shift to a negative mood ▲ distracts anxiety with singing about being nervous ▲ smokes cherry swishers when stressed ▲ HAS to have a lollipop a day, it's non-negotiable.

☠ being embarrassed on stage ▲ airplanes ▲ being tortured ▲ losing a script

he's addicted to Disney and theater, would probably kill to be on glee despite not being the strongest in singing ▲ he hates his parents. ▲ he's kinda scared of dogs, he's just never had one so he's very awkward about them [they seem to like him though]

████ "Hi. Uh. My name's Gilligan, and I want to be a Film Director. I can act, sure, but I want to create movies... Not star in them. I mean, that'd be great too, but making them is first on my list. What I like about the entertainment industry is that the joy it brings to life and brilliant creators within such industry are celebrated. I guess I'm speaking from more of like a directing standpoint, but shit, what is life without the Fine Arts? What I dislike are the over-scrutinization of celebrities and near worship. If I ever were to make it big, I'd never want people to kiss my feet or see me as some god. Trust me, I'm just like you: I have no idea what I'm doing and I obsess over good Netflix shows." ▲

████ w i p

████ family. ▲
Maxine O'Neill ► Mother
Gregory O'Neill ► Father

████ friends. ▲
tba.

████ crush. ▲
n/a.

████ neutral. ▲
tba.

████ enemies. ▲
tba.

████ "Fav celebrity male? Man.... Probably Ryan Reynolds. For female, Emma Stone. Food is lollipops, easiest answer. Sport, I'm pretty good at Soccer. Movie?! What! I can't choose my favorite, I have too many.... But La la Land was pretty good. TV Show is Game of Thrones." ▲

#00b3b3
FC: Reilly Dolman.
"There's beauty in the struggle"
"Fame and success are two different things"

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♥♥♥♥ name. ❥ Valentina Valarosa
♥♥♥♥ pronunciation. ❥ "Val-len-tea-na Val-la-rrows-sa"
♥♥♥♥ nicknames(s). ❥ Vivi

♥♥♥♥ age. ❥ 21 yrs
♥♥♥♥ gender. ❥ Cisgender female
♥♥♥♥ birthday. ❥ 1/5
♥♥♥♥ sign. ❥

♥♥♥♥ sexuality. ❥ Pansexual
♥♥♥♥ ethnicity. ❥ Puerto Rican and Mexican
♥♥♥♥ accent. ❥ Heavily Spanish

♥♥♥♥ Valentina stands at 5'4 and 145 pounds with an athletic hourglass physique. She has rich, lidded hazel eyes often giving the impression that's she bored. She has hair that is shoulder-blade length with ash brown to golden ombre hair. Valentina has multiple ear piercings that consist of different types of diamond studs. She has a petite tattoo of a Puerto-Rican flag on her right ring finger and a Mexican flag on her left ring finger. ❥

♥♥♥♥ Valentina is as serious as she seems, a woman of quiet steel confidence and a reversed disposition. Not much can read what she's thinking or what's on her mind unless you know her well, but she's not a mean or spiteful person, just quiet. She very quick thinking and wise, mindful of all around her as an observant person. She makes a great person to befriend or be allied with, as she can open up and be very comedic. ❥

✔ places that echo ❥ elote ❥ solitude ❥ cocktails
✘ paparazzi ❥ irresponsibility ❥ crocs ❥ gossip

+ singing [duh]❥ modeling ❥ dancing ❥ 'smooth-talking'
- acting ❥ 'connections' ❥ art ❥ rapping

∞ superstitious tendencies ❥ listens to music in the morning to set the mood

☠ oceans ❥ insects ❥ stalkers ❥ being alone at night

she's really superstitious ❥ she's fluent in Spanish ❥ she's a queen at turning flirts down ❥ she's a very orderly person.

♥♥♥♥ "I am Vivi, and I'm described in every tabloid as a Singing Sex Symbol. It was a crazy ride from being a little girl and singing into hair brushes to being where I am now, but I look forward to improving every day in my craft. What I like about the entertainment industry is that it can inspire everyone across all platforms and that there's so much for anyone to be interested in. It's not just actors, singers, dancers, it's so much more. What I dislike is probably the tabloids and gossip. There's a lot of judgemental dispositions around here; Your background makes people doubt your abilities, not your work as an entertainer." ❥

♥♥♥♥ wip. ❥

♥♥♥♥ family. ❥
Guadalupe Valarosa ❥ Mother [Separated]
Samuel Valarosa ❥ Father
Nicolás Valarosa ❥ Oldest Brother
Matías Valarosa ❥ Older Brother
Pucho Valarosa ❥ Pitbull

♥♥♥♥ friends. ❥
tba.

♥♥♥♥ crush. ❥
n/a.

♥♥♥♥ neutral. ❥
tba.

♥♥♥♥ enemies. ❥
tba.

♥♥♥♥ "Favorite celebrity male is Cuco even if he hasn't made it big yet. Favorite celebrity female is Mariah Carey for her singing. Favorite food is elote, and the sport I'm best at is Volleyball. Favorite movie is Get Out, favorite TV show is Corazón Salvaje." ❥

#b30000
FC: Nathalie Paris.
"There's beauty in the struggle"
"Fame and success are two different things"
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PL-692400
▌name)_ Reginald.
▌nickname)_ Regi / etc.
▌age)_ Twenty-four
▌sexuality)_ Pansexual
▌animal-species)_ Lion / Panthera leo

▌h&w)_ 6'5 & 209
▌body-type)_ Athletic
▌abnormal-features)_ Claws - Sharp, fanged teeth - Golden lion eyes - Lion ears and tail

▌personality)_ Reginald is the epitome of chaotic evil. Maybe neutral, if you're pushing it. One look at him can tell any sane human that he's bad news, from the unsettling curl in his grin to his slanted, predatory gaze. That's what he is, a predator. He's inappropriate, perverted, manipulative, and prideful.
▌biography)_ Reginald is a mysterious figure within the facility because at first, he was a strange subject. For a long time, he had no visible personality... Maybe from the trauma, maybe because that's the way he was born. But one day he developed the personality people know him for now, chaotic. It seems he takes pleasure in interacting with others [read: torturing and annoying them] than being alone like he used to.
▌+&-)_ +Meat +Prey +Dominance +Himself +Exercise
-Losing -Being alone -The Facility

▌etc...)_ At the end of the day, he's still a big cat, so tease him with lasers and water as you like... But do know he won't let it slide by him.

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▌name)_ Galilea.
▌nickname)_ Lea / etc.
▌age)_ Sixteen
▌sexuality)_ Pansexual
▌animal-species)_ Rabbit / Lepus europaeus

▌h&w)_ 5'1 & 135
▌body-type)_ Hourglass
▌abnormal-features)_ Hare ears and tail - Toned and thicker lower body/legs - Pink nose

▌personality)_Galilea is a gentle, genial spirit. She tends to be on the quieter side, can be naive and a bit dumb. However, her determination and ability to be positive is admirable. Rarely does she let things get her down and out for too long, and never has she's resort to a pessimistic attitude on her situation. Galilea is sweet, with a strangely bright outlook on her life. Her motivation to escape fuels her happiness.
▌biography)_ Not much is known about Galilea simply because she's the type of girl to fade into the background because of her quietness. She's been fantasizing about escaping to finally make her own choices and go anywhere she wants when she wants, but she's wasn't brave enough to do something on her own.
▌+&-)_ +Vegetables [carrots!!!] +Comfortable surroundings +Freedom
-The facility -Predators -Her hair strands that get in her face
▌etc...)_ She tends to flop onto her back when she feels completely safe.

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#80c9d7
Name: Chihara Aru.
Alias: N/A?
Age: Eighteen.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Pansexual.
Appearance: Chihara is a 5'3 girl adorning electric cornflower blue eyes and tusk hued curls. Her hair is rather messy and has a mind of its own, her trademark curls also a symbol within her eyes. Rarely will you see her with straightened or tamed hair. She has two ahoges, one on the top of her head and one on her left side.

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Powers: Healing| Since the night of the Red Moon, Chihara has a low form of healing gifted by a warm light. Chihara one day pricked her arm on an arrow, and the moment her hand came into contact with her blood, it began to glow and the gash disappeared like it was never there. Through some testing and practice, she's learned more about the mysterious power she's received, and that it's the faint glow that illuminates from her hands that does the actual repairing. She also learned that she cannot heal if not completely focused, and she can only heal by touch. Depending on how severe the injury is, the longer it takes to complete.

Skills: Master| A skill Chihara has honed all her life is Archery. Her manual dexterity and sense of aim are sharpened to a T because of such, she's a champion at shooting paper balls and darts!
Good| Her time of nosing around and spending time with her parents paid off, because she's well versed in Basic Medical Expertise. She's no Doctor yet, but she has a knack for fixing up injuries and happily delivering memorized home cures for ailments.

Items: Bow and Quiver| Her mother's to be exact. It's her favorite, they're super lightweight and she shoots the best with them.

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Personality: Chihara is comparable to a sweet blue tulip, honest, modest, and friendly. She's a bit shy, and with such comes her periodic ditziness and naivete. She's a fresh perspective from most today, hopeful and full of willpower. Chihara is a natural enthusiast, loves to be curious, but isn't necessarily book smart. Chihara lacks some self-esteem outside of her polite and steadfast personality, so while she preaches hope and optimism, she's most likely the most pessimistic inwardly. She is cowardly, gullible, and fearful when she's alone. But with her friends, she can conquer the world.
And god, she's really clumsy, please be careful with her.

History: Chihara grew up in a big family, the youngest of five, so her earliest days were filled with joy, fights, and sharing big portions of food over a big table. Her four other siblings are all male, granting her mother and her had a bond like no other. A reoccurring story between her family was how her mom danced on a table when she heard she was finally giving birth to a girl. Since her mother runs an apothecary and her father is a Pediatrician, she and her brothers were destined for a life of the science and medical field. But her mother wasn't all medicine. Her mother had a great passion for Archery, and from following in her mother's footsteps did Chihara gain her biggest hobby. Chihara lived and breathed Archery with passion like no other. Competitions, practice, filed nails and musty quivers, she knew and accepted it all. While Chihara still studies to be a Pediatrician like her father, Archery is her escape from the boring dull reality of studying until a certificate is in her hand and she's pushing open the doors to her own haven of healing.
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[yvi.]

#978f5b

[general_characteristics.]
▐name_ io idate.
▐nickname_ if you can make a nickname out of 'io', i'll commemorate you.
▐age_ 21.
▐gender_ male.
▐sexuality_ pansexual.
▐role_ hacker.

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▐talents_
▐fears_

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▐height&weight_
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[history.]
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[yvi.]

+ age_ twenty.
+ alias/codename_ lala.
+ personality_ Lala is simply put, an introvert's worse nightmare.
She's nothing short of cheerful with explosive optimism, a dancing and singing cheerleader all seconds of the day. Incredibly chatty and outgoing, her friendliness reaches all, unless they hate her. Lala isn't much for tension and pessimism, ten out of ten in normal situations she's brimming full of comedy and a hyper version of unshakeable confidence, for her spirit embodies is a go-go dancer with the loving heart of a jester. Her charisma is inescapable, with a quick tongue and talent of improv she can talk her way out of most. Lala is naive and can her feelings easily hurt because of so, fortunately, she's seemingly forgiving... But she'll never forget.

Despite Lala's friendliness and positivity, she sure can hate. Yes, it is true she disdains having negative emotions for long periods of time, but her grudges are something that has always plagued her happiness. She unconsciously holds these grudges with claws dug deep and knuckles blanched white, refusing to let go and stay gone even if she herself wished them to. Depending on what, she can either ignore it, attempt to forgive, or become rather cruel towards the other on varying levels. Lala will turn up her nose to what she thinks deserves such, but if prodded enough, she is incredibly confrontational, petty, and bitter... Then will go back to tweeting happily when she's grown tired of so.

The teal haired 'popstar' is incredibly supportive and loves to compliment and admire. Very verbal, very open with what she'll let you know. Nothing is dark or mysterious about this little nightingale, whatever she keeps a secret she'll assure you that it's no big deal. A carefree aura surrounds this one, a natural hand at quirky humor pours from her that is best seen rather than described. Individuals either find her charming or a nuisance.

+ appearance_
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# 009f8a
Lala is a petite-leaning girl, standing at 5'3 and adorning a slender hourglass shape. Everything about her is bright, from her personality to those bright glowing eyes and rosy cheeks. Her figure is curvy and toned, Lala herself taking alot of pride in it from the way she walks to what she wears outside of her suit. Her hair is one thing different about her, the color and style unique, something she rarely wears down. Ask her for the reason she wears it such way and she'll simply reply that it looks like bunny ears so she wears it.

+ bio_
As a kid, Liberty was always very interested in giving aid to people, a helpful little one to people who gathered her attention in need. It was probably due to the fact that her parents were the same way, while more stoic and reserved people, their occupations were in the medical field and they often used wealth for charity. Liberty was curious and bright, who became rightfully infatuated with their good deeds. She thought of her parents as superheroes, quickly gaining a need to be one too so she could have her rightful place in a superhero family. This outlined her future interest in becoming a doctor, the great and formidable occupation that required much work. Liberty wasn't scared by a challenge, however, especially when the result was something she would always be happy doing.

Throughout her teenage years, it was a blessed life of studying and coming home to the small family. Liberty being quite outspoken and a cheery character, had a more wildly fun high school experience, but her need to stay on track in order to proceed with her dream kept her from falling into any bad influence that having friends and socializing could give her. Liberty was on her way up, graduating with flying colors and with right means to get into the college she wanted with the hard work she earned herself. A good place to have a job alongside studying was the local apothecary she's always been interested in, so as a nineteen-year-old, she placed her interest and got the job.

The owner was Lilia, a tall woman with pretty hair and glasses. Intimidated at first, Lilia turned out to be very kind despite her serious manner. Work was often gentle with her there to guide her well, Lilia happy to have company in her tiny apothecary. Liberty's employer was just as fascinated with the medical field as she was, something they happily bonded over. Seeing the younger one's potential, Lilia even helped her get into a prestigious 1year program to become a medical assistant. Liberty was then on infatuated, developing a deep love for her... But she wasn't sure she could really articulate her feelings. Lilia had no partner, no children, and a past she didn't talk about much.

A year later, Liberty had just finished the program, glowing and ready to move onto bigger things but sad to soon leave. She appreciated her time here at the apothecary, but knowing she probably wouldn't see Lilia as much again made her will a courage to at least confess to the older woman. Liberty was scared of making the mistake of never telling her and regretting it for a long time.

That morning, Liberty and Lilia walked side by side in normal conversation to go and open the pharmacy, Liberty a little nervous to tell her feelings. Her mind was an echo chamber of uncertainty, the biggest one buzzing her brain was that she didn't even know if Lilia was even romantically attracted to other women. It killed her will to confess, Liberty wrapping up her sentence with a quiet 'Nevermind'. A glance at a frightening sight made Liberty forget her troubles, however. The apothecary was trashed like she's never seen before, purposefully destroyed. Lilia went white, but was more concerned about Liberty more than anything, commanding her to leave. Liberty was concerned for Lilia's safety, however, and a small panicked argument broke out within the quiet early reaches of the morning.

Liberty was so stupid... She should've just left.

From behind her, a pale face emerged from the shadows within a dark corner of the shop, eyes glowing with death. With a good look at it, multiple faces were there and shrouded in different opacities of shadows, watching carefully for who knows how long they argued. Before Liberty could make a sound, a shot was fired, shaking them both heavily. The two apothecary workers fell while the figures disappeared, Liberty's stomach pooling with pain that was indescribable, her heart racing to keep her alive. Lilia was motionless on top of her, immediately drenched in red while Liberty began shaking from the realization that she would die here. She fought to keep her eyes open, too hurt to do more than gasp and whimper, as darkness began to creep up on her vision. Liberty's eyes burned, refusing to blink before she suddenly lost the battle of consciousness.

When she woke up, she was a new girl and not a dead girl like she thought she was. She was heavily confused until some very important people who were part of thee BioTech told her what had happened. Lilia was a criminal, a gang member that was part of drug smuggling and selling not just any usual pain meds. Liberty had unknowingly involved herself in some darker activities that Lilia was in, Lilia using Liberty to dole out 'business' rather than medicine in home deliveries without her knowledge. Liberty was an accomplice in operations she didn't even know about, shaken by the betrayal and secrecy her past love interest had in her. She too was a criminal now, something she couldn't just erase. Liberty was lost, her mind opening up and swallowing her whole. Lilia, someone she had loved and trusted very much, had knowingly endangered her and her parents, and almost got her killed. With this on her records, her dream of being a doctor was swiftly eliminated and she was destined for the Outlands. She didn't know what she could do anymore, that dream was a huge part of her life, her biggest goal, now she was destined to take another route to the same death she had just narrowly avoided. Even if her chances of being a freeform doctor was dashed, Liberty found that she could continue her helping hand under some different circumstances, under their wings. She was told join BioTech or pack your bags for certain death. Liberty didn't hesitate.

+ augmentations_
cranial attachments Do and Re/retinal processors+ The two metallic cranial attachments behind her ears are linked directed to her augmented eyes, arms, and feet. Lala calls the left one Do and the right one Re. ♥ Being her 'second brain and third brain' of sorts, they are the 'boss' all of her current augments. They are powerful. No need for manual charging and rarely do they malfunction, but damaging these does not bode well for Lala whatsoever. Fully destroying Do and Re in the middle of battle means she better start running or she better start her obituary.
Add on Specialty 1: healing gaze - Lala is able to emit her 'healing gaze', which is a concentrated laser emitted from Do and Re out from her retinal processors to mend wounds by attaching skin, flesh, and bone together once again. The process is very numbing and nice, a cooling respite from any nasty paper cut. However, for an hour after completion, the wounds can still reopen if the person isn't careful and that makes the injury much worse than before. Depending on the severity of the wound, it can take longer to fully heal. If not fully healed, it's more susceptible to reopening... If you want a five minute job for a thirty minute injury, don't expect any miracles.
Add on Specialty 2: forcefield gaze - Lala is able to emit her 'forcefield gaze', a forcefield [yes, really] projected from [you guessed it] Do and Re and out from her retinal processors to conjure a heroic shield! The forcefield gaze is a recent addition that was thrown in with the mindset of improving on Lala's squishiness. It's decent enough with an emphasis on size and durability, but can be one-shotted with a strong enough impact. The same impact can damage the systems in her retinal processors responsible for 'the forcefield making', very painful stuff that can either substantially weaken her gazes, put the gazes out of commission entirely, or worst case scenario; Blind her whilst put the gazes out of commission until repairs. The softer spot of these fields is that they're not notably strong, the reflect of it on the weaker side compared to a field that can bounce bullets off at the same speed of which they were when fired. Lala's can only return bullets at half the speed with no reflect shock for any melee attacks, no 'kickback' that can be called used for a counter.
portable trauma kit+ From elbow to finger is augmented, her sleek portable trauma kit. Some things need to be held in place, cut, wrapped, something her gaze can't do. Her fingers can transform into various trauma kit tools with help from Do and Rei, petite for delicate operations, with any bulkier materials stored in the lengths of her arms where they can fit. Lala can just make the hatch flip open on a forearm and grab a scalpel out! Exciting!
jet boosters+ Her feet have the ability to fold into and transform into two petite jets with two retractable blades. She controls the speed of the jets and the length of her blades through [shockingly] her cranial attachments. Fun stuff.

here's lala with a strictly black background in case it's needed rather than the transparent version.

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Lala

Name: Liberty Cox.
Age: Twenty.
Alias/Codename: Lala.
Personality: Lala is simply put, an introvert's worse nightmare.
She's nothing short of cheerful with explosive optimism, a dancing and singing cheerleader all seconds of the day. Incredibly chatty and outgoing, her friendliness reaches all, unless they hate her. Lala isn't much for tension and pessimism, ten out of ten in normal situations she's brimming full of comedy and a hyper version of unshakeable confidence, for her spirit embodies is a go-go dancer with the loving heart of a jester. Her charisma is inescapable, with a quick tongue and talent of improv she can talk her way out of most. Lala is naive and can her feelings easily hurt because of so, fortunately, she's seemingly forgiving... But she'll never forget.

Despite Lala's friendliness and positivity, she sure can hate. Yes, it is true she disdains having negative emotions for long periods of time, but her grudges are something that has always plagued her happiness. She unconsciously holds these grudges with claws dug deep and knuckles blanched white, refusing to let go and stay gone even if she herself wished them to. Depending on what, she can either ignore it, attempt to forgive, or become rather cruel towards the other on varying levels. Lala will turn up her nose to what she thinks deserves such, but if prodded enough, she is incredibly confrontational, petty, and bitter... Then will go back to tweeting happily when she's grown tired of so.

The teal haired 'popstar' is incredibly supportive and loves to compliment and admire. Very verbal, very open with what she'll let you know. Nothing is dark or mysterious about this little nightingale, whatever she keeps a secret she'll assure you that it's no big deal. A carefree aura surrounds this one, a natural hand at quirky humor pours from her that is best seen rather than described. Individuals either find her charming or a nuisance.

Appearance:
Lala is a petite-leaning girl, standing at 5'3 and adorning a slender hourglass shape. Everything about her is bright, from her personality to those bright glowing eyes and rosy cheeks. Her figure is curvy and toned, Lala herself taking alot of pride in it from the way she walks to what she wears outside of her suit. Her hair is one thing different about her, the color and style unique, something she rarely wears down. Ask her for the reason she wears it such way and she'll simply reply that it looks like bunny ears so she wears it.

Bio:
As a kid, Liberty was always very interested in giving aid to people, a helpful little one to people who gathered her attention in need. It was probably due to the fact that her parents were the same way, while more stoic and reserved people, their occupations were in the medical field and they often used wealth for charity. Liberty was curious and bright, who became rightfully infatuated with their good deeds. She thought of her parents as superheroes, quickly gaining a need to be one too so she could have her rightful place in a superhero family. This outlined her future interest in becoming a doctor, the great and formidable occupation that required much work. Liberty wasn't scared by a challenge, however, especially when the result was something she would always be happy doing.

Throughout her teenage years, it was a blessed life of studying and coming home to the small family. Liberty being quite outspoken and a cheery character, had a more wildly fun high school experience, but her need to stay on track in order to proceed with her dream kept her from falling into any bad influence that having friends and socializing could give her. Liberty was on her way up, graduating with flying colors and with right means to get into the college she wanted with the hard work she earned herself. A good place to have a job alongside studying was the local apothecary she's always been interested in, so as a nineteen-year-old, she placed her interest and got the job.

The owner was Lilia, a tall woman with pretty hair and glasses. Intimidated at first, Lilia turned out to be very kind despite her serious manner. Work was often gentle with her there to guide her well, Lilia happy to have company in her tiny apothecary. Liberty's employer was just as fascinated with the medical field as she was, something they happily bonded over. Seeing the younger one's potential, Lilia even helped her get into a prestigious 1year program to become a medical assistant. Liberty was then on infatuated, developing a deep love for her... But she wasn't sure she could really articulate her feelings. Lilia had no partner, no children, and a past she didn't talk about much.

A year later, Liberty had just finished the program, glowing and ready to move onto bigger things but sad to soon leave. She appreciated her time here at the apothecary, but knowing she probably wouldn't see Lilia as much again made her will a courage to at least confess to the older woman. Liberty was scared of making the mistake of never telling her and regretting it for a long time.

That morning, Liberty and Lilia walked side by side in normal conversation to go and open the pharmacy, Liberty a little nervous to tell her feelings. Her mind was an echo chamber of uncertainty, the biggest one buzzing her brain was that she didn't even know if Lilia was even romantically attracted to other women. It killed her will to confess, Liberty wrapping up her sentence with a quiet 'Nevermind'. A glance at a frightening sight made Liberty forget her troubles, however. The apothecary was trashed like she's never seen before, purposefully destroyed. Lilia went white, but was more concerned about Liberty more than anything, commanding her to leave. Liberty was concerned for Lilia's safety, however, and a small panicked argument broke out within the quiet early reaches of the morning.

Liberty was so stupid... She should've just left.

From behind her, a pale face emerged from the shadows within a dark corner of the shop, eyes glowing with death. With a good look at it, multiple faces were there and shrouded in different opacities of shadows, watching carefully for who knows how long they argued. Before Liberty could make a sound, a shot was fired, shaking them both heavily. The two apothecary workers fell while the figures disappeared, Liberty's stomach pooling with pain that was indescribable, her heart racing to keep her alive. Lilia was motionless on top of her, immediately drenched in red while Liberty began shaking from the realization that she would die here. She fought to keep her eyes open, too hurt to do more than gasp and whimper, as darkness began to creep up on her vision. Liberty's eyes burned, refusing to blink before she suddenly lost the battle of consciousness.

When she woke up, she was a new girl and not a dead girl like she thought she was. She was heavily confused until some very important people who were part of thee BioTech told her what had happened. Lilia was a criminal, a gang member that was part of drug smuggling and selling not just any usual pain meds. Liberty had unknowingly involved herself in some darker activities that Lilia was in, Lilia using Liberty to dole out 'business' rather than medicine in home deliveries without her knowledge. Liberty was an accomplice in operations she didn't even know about, shaken by the betrayal and secrecy her past love interest had in her. She too was a criminal now, something she couldn't just erase. Liberty was lost, her mind opening up and swallowing her whole. Lilia, someone she had loved and trusted very much, had knowingly endangered her and her parents, and almost got her killed. With this on her records, her dream of being a doctor was swiftly eliminated and she was destined for the Outlands. She didn't know what she could do anymore, that dream was a huge part of her life, her biggest goal, now she was destined to take another route to the same death she had just narrowly avoided. Even if her chances of being a freeform doctor was dashed, Liberty found that she could continue her helping hand under some different circumstances, under their wings. She was told join BioTech or pack your bags for certain death. Liberty didn't hesitate.

Augmentations:
Cranial Attachments 'Do' and 'Re'/Retinal Processors+ The two metallic cranial attachments behind her ears are linked directed to her augmented eyes, arms, and feet. Lala calls the left one Do and the right one Re. ♥ Being her 'second brain and third brain' of sorts, they are the 'boss' all of her current augments. They are powerful. No need for manual charging and rarely do they malfunction, but damaging these does not bode well for Lala whatsoever. Fully destroying Do and Re in the middle of battle means she better start running or she better start her obituary.

Add on to Specialty 2: Healing Gaze - Lala is able to emit her 'healing gaze', which is a concentrated laser emitted from Do and Re out from her retinal processors to mend wounds by attaching skin, flesh, and bone together once again. The process is very numbing and nice, a cooling respite from any nasty paper cut. However, for an hour after completion, the wounds can still reopen if the person isn't careful and that makes the injury much worse than before. Depending on the severity of the wound, it can take longer to fully heal. If not fully healed, it's more susceptible to reopening... If you want a five minute job for a thirty minute injury, don't expect any miracles.

Add on Specialty 2: Forcefield Gaze - Lala is able to emit her 'forcefield gaze', a forcefield [yes, really] projected from [you guessed it] Do and Re and out from her retinal processors to conjure a heroic shield! The forcefield gaze is a recent addition that was thrown in with the mindset of improving on Lala's squishiness. It's decent enough with an emphasis on size and durability, but can be one-shotted with a strong enough impact. The same impact can damage the systems in her retinal processors responsible for 'the forcefield making', very painful stuff that can either substantially weaken her gazes, put the gazes out of commission entirely, or worst case scenario; Blind her whilst put the gazes out of commission until repairs. The softer spot of these fields is that they're not notably strong, the reflect of it on the weaker side compared to a field that can bounce bullets off at the same speed of which they were when fired. Lala's can only return bullets at half the speed with no reflect shock for any melee attacks, no 'kickback' that can be called used for a counter.

PORTABLE TRAUMA KIT+ From elbow to finger is augmented, her sleek portable trauma kit. Some things need to be held in place, cut, wrapped, something her gaze can't do. Her fingers can transform into various trauma kit tools with help from Do and Re, petite for delicate operations, with any bulkier materials stored in the lengths of her arms where they can fit. Lala can just make the hatch flip open on a forearm and grab a scalpel out! Exciting!

JET BOOSTERS+ Her feet have the ability to fold into and transform into two petite jets with two retractable blades. She controls the speed of the jets and the length of her blades through [shockingly] her cranial attachments. Fun stuff.


Here's Lala with a strictly black background in case it's needed rather than the transparent version.

 

[yvi.]

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❝Uuun... M-Maybe this isn't such a good idea, guys... ❞
Full Name: Penelope "Pippa" Historia.
Gender: Female.
Age: 22.
Birthday: 4/2.
Social Class: Noble.
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Good Qualities: Intuitive | Diplomatic | Selfless | Maternal
Flaws: Anxious | Submissive | Cowardly | Idealistic
Overall Description: (At least a paragraph)
Alignment: Lawful Good.
INTERESTS╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌
Likes: Pooka [Her staff] | Teamwork | Animals | Heroes
Dislikes: Arguments | Separation | Blood | Injustice
Hobbies: Decent hand at the harp, cultivated from her interest in humble bards that sing and entertain. | Reading. A huge book enthusiast, loves raving about her favorites. Her most favored genre is action adventure, tales of great triumphant heroes that traverse the land, banishing evil and undergoing countless trials from outer forces.
Fears: Abandonment.
Reliance then Failure.
Regret and Shame.
FACTION╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌
Order of Interest: Enchanter
Weapon: Staff
Magic: Elemental
Background:

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Section 1.10.32 of "de Finibus Bonorum et Malorum", written by Cicero in 45 BC
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1914 translation by H. Rackham
"But I must explain to you how all this mistaken idea of denouncing pleasure and praising pain was born and I will give you a complete account of the system, and expound the actual teachings of the great explorer of the truth, the master-builder of human happiness. No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful. Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure. To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it? But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure?"

Section 1.10.33 of "de Finibus Bonorum et Malorum", written by Cicero in 45 BC
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1914 translation by H. Rackham
"On the other hand, we denounce with righteous indignation and dislike men who are so beguiled and demoralized by the charms of pleasure of the moment, so blinded by desire, that they cannot foresee the pain and trouble that are bound to ensue; and equal blame belongs to those who fail in their duty through weakness of will, which is the same as saying through shrinking from toil and pain. These cases are perfectly simple and easy to distinguish. In a free hour, when our power of choice is untrammelled and when nothing prevents our being able to do what we like best, every pleasure is to be welcomed and every pain avoided. But in certain circumstances and owing to the claims of duty or the obligations of business it will frequently occur that pleasures have to be repudiated and annoyances accepted. The wise man therefore always holds in these matters to this principle of selection: he rejects pleasures to secure other greater pleasures, or else he endures pains to avoid worse pains."​

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The weather out was shit, just plain shit, no need for gratuitous amounts of description. It's mucky, the kind of wind that chills your intestines and makes leaves become squishy masses of gross on the bottom of your shoe. It was only going to go on all night too, the flashes of white in the sky before the crash of thunder and the rushing of water down every window pane.

Neon signs, towering street lights, fluorescent hues from drugstores cast a dark wet shadow on every corner of the city's night; And through those shadows, a figure skipped along, bored and playful, untouched by the elements. They were on their way some were, running late as per usual, but it's not like he was aware of her running late. This figure danced, skipping from shadow to shadow pass a lone person smoking on the street or slide under someone's drenched parked car. It reached a gloomy building, wide and being battered by the water.

God, it was really dark in here, she loved it. The building was mostly quiet save the overworked janitor pulling along their tools or the post-coffee crash worker struggling to pull on a thick coat in the darkness. She was sure she heard tired words about a 'Blackout due to the shitstorm outside' as two coworkers left the premises. The stars were aligned tonight for Val and her man, then. Val was pretty excited to finally make an appearance, there's nothing more exciting than showing up uninvited.

The door to a certain detective's office creaked open, but no one was there... Just the wind and the scent of sweet cherries that wasn't there before. A shadow traveled just out of eyesight from a corner, hiding here and there silently as eyes tried to follow. Val was disturbing him, but she didn't care. The crack of thunder and the flash of lightning started her favorite little game.

A papery thin shadow hand caressed a seat in front of him to draw the sound of nails on fabric but disappeared before he could catch her. It flicked at a cup of pens that were obnoxiously expensive on his desk, giggling at any reaction he had, before sweeping away out of sight. Her antics soon calmed, calmed for a minute so that he may get a little bit more comfortable... Before she touched at a photo frame on the desk stand behind him, snapping the back together to lay it face down loudly. When he would turn to see what was the fuss is behind him, she'd come out of her shadowed state.
"Knock knock. ♥"
Valentina reclined on her curvy side right on top of his desk, the side of her cheek cradled in her hand.

"You got a reaaal big desk mister. Lots of space. Comfy~" She lifted a shapely leg up, a hand of long nails tickling at the underside of her thigh before resting it again. Valentina sighed in content, glancing ruby eyes around and about. "I could get used to this place, nice and shady, just how I prefer! Watcha doing here?" She shifted onto her stomach, kicking her feet as she read aloud his writing. "Ooh... And it is apparent that the perpetrator may just be right under our nose, but we will continue running tests and, blah blah blah~" She was dressed like a stripper, a stripper with a good taste in clothing and a hard affinity for lace, leather, and pink.​

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[yvi.]

The heavens decided to grace the one day I got to hang out with my first [seemingly] human day with a fifty percent chance of rain… And it seemed that chance was falling in a downpour's favor. I hoped Nick couldn't see how disappointed I was when we made the decision to leave because he gave me a pat on the head. Now we were just going home, and I was struggling to keep up with his pace as usual.


As gorgeously humble and fascinating was human weather, it had a tendency to get in the way; And from how the dark and angry tufts of clouds came rolling in, the skies would most likely do the loud crack noises I particularly disliked. Speaking of, thunder already sounded. Not being able to help my fear, I tensed my shoulders. As if sensing my uneasiness [perhaps he utilized those 'Negro senses' I've heard him mention before?], Nick looked over and I pressed my lips into a tiny smile to say that I'm fine before he turned away again.


While I certainly adored Nick, my first humanly-ish-type friend, he tended to be aloof overall. He reminded me of my own brother who wasn't the most sociable type, but not evil or malicious outright. Even so, I wanted to be closer to my friend Nick and I've tried multiple ideas that haven't brung an ideal reaction to him opening up to me. I've given him luxurious human presents like in those Dating Simulations, spent time with him as a friend of his frequently does [almost to an extreme by how often he's in Nick's home], and tried to mock his ways of how he carries himself, his dialect, his body language. But he told me that he preferred me to be myself shortly after learning why I was acting so strangely.

"I prefer you relaxed, Eden. Don't trip about impressing me."

And while I took a liking to that preference as well, I just wanted to be closer somehow. I just haven't figured out how yet.


A bark lifted me from my thoughts, my eyes flitting over to a rather small puppy excitedly interacting with a very large human male who was crouched to receive such loyal affection. Looking at its bright eyes complete with unadulterated adoration; I blushed from a feeling of embarrassment.Their bond was comparable to one I had with Nick, with the owner being patient with his companion's enthusiasm. My eyes glanced back to my friend's large back, then to my walking feet. I wonder if I can get him to look at me like that.


However, to my delight, I had an epiphany! With an envigored smile, I glanced back at the owner and dog duo, analyzing how the dog interacted. Maybe if I replicate the dog's mannerisms to express affinity, it'll get Nick to see me in a more affectionate light! It was a solid enough idea, with minimal energy to execute. A challenge it was, to commit the puppy's actions to memory as I was leaving, but I got a well rounded enough image of what to do… I was ready to try.


I sped up my gait, approaching the back of his body as I swallowed my shyness. My determination to get Nick to love me was stronger than any feelings of earthly Lepidoptera insects taking flight in my gastrointestinal regions! And that was a factual statement, "B".


I hugged him from behind, wrapping my arms around his hard torso. He smelled like a pleasing scent of soap and other things and his form was surprisingly very warm. My entire face, divines, everything was hot from anxiety, but I then began rubbing my cheek on him as a dog would, smiling big. It was a challenge not to be clumsy and step on him or myself, but I clung to him.


Nick, to my surprise, froze up and stopped walking.


"What-" His head moved to look down at his right side, lifting his right arm to see me about to lick at his ribs with tongue out. "Eden, the hell are you doing?" He didn't sound mad, but his reaction was enough for me to pause with eyes wide and then tuck my tongue back into my mouth. "Uhh!" I released him immediately as I backpedaled without a second's hesitation, raising hands in defense. My previous shield of bravery and extroversion melted away instantly when I was under that sharp green gaze. I was grasping for any form of reasoning that wouldn't make me clam up with shyness, eyes flitting back and forth and batting my lashes.

"Don't lie."

"I-I'm not… I wasn't gonna."

"Uh-huh. So what was all that about?"

"... There was… An insect on you. The dipterian kind, with the glassy wings and red eyes."

"A fly?"

I nodded furiously.

"..."

When met with a tiny silence from Nick, I looked up to find him with a hint of a grin on his lips and the sound of humor in his voice.

"So there was a fly on me… And you were gonna lick it?"

I gasped, shaking my head and was in horror of how my lie pieced together. "N-N-No! Not at-Not at all!"

"You were gonna lick me then?" He quirked a brow.

"N-No!" I wouldn't be surprised if my eyeballs started blushing too at this point.

"Tell me the truth, then."


I tensed before my shoulders slumped with the realization that I should tell the truth as he said. Doing something so bold and strange, I wasn't clever enough to conjure a reason that made sense enough to trick Nick.


I blubbered at first. "I want you to look at me! I-I mean, well, let me explain." I took a breath, raising a shy shoulder as I looked down. "I… I thought if I… Modelled the way a dog shows affection to its owner… That technique of expressing affinity… It would, uh." I relaxed my shoulder, turning my head and felt nervous enough for my words to fade. "Would get you to… Like me more. And open up, I suppose. Because you're so coolly mannered, Nick. I can't tell if you really enjoy my company… Or me at all sometimes, even though I really take a liking to y-yours and you in general." I began playing with my necklace, rolling it in between my fingers as I began to ramble over him. I didn't even notice the raindrops were beginning to fall. "While we were walking I saw a dog and…"

"Eden."

"...I wanted you to look at me like that so…"

"Eden…"

"...It only made sense that I'd do that even though you told me that me just being me is just fine enou-"


With a rumble and flash, a loud snap of lightning caught me off guard and made me jump, silencing my defense. With a short interlude, it then began to pour, as if the atmosphere opening up and summoned fury onto the land. And Nick and I were caught in the middle of so. "Eden." His gaze could probably undo me, it's sincerity was incredible. "I was trying to say that I'll always like you best as yourself. Don't forget that." He walked to me, stripping off his jacket and holding it over himself and I to shield from the storm. He was uncomfortably bent down to get closer to my height, and like this, he had to walk much slower to accommodate me. But a look at him told me that… He didn't mind.


Despite my rambling from earlier, I couldn't find anything else to say currently. So I just kept silent and traveled along with him close by his side. While my hang out with Nick was short and interrupted, I learned a tiny bit more about how to be closer to someone simply by sharing a jacket as protection from the rain.
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[yvi.]

BATTLE PRIESTESS

TSURU TOMOE .

Name: " Many greetings ! Tsuru Tomoe brings the blessings of the Goddess to you ! "
Race: Human.
Occupation: Battle Priestess.
Weapon(s):
[ 1 ] *Cursed* Priest Wand.
[ 1 ] *Cursed* Cleric Shield.
Alignment: Lawful Good.​

" Lately Oberos and Odonos have been ' disconnecting ' from me at the worst moments . . . "
Flying in at five feet three inches and not many pounds is Tomoe ! A trusty companion and soft-spoken cheerleader, this priestess is not only one of well esteem, but a battle prowess as well. She hails from a polished high society of the Goddess fearing worshippers, sent on a mission to prove herself worthy of a once in a lifetime promotion to Grand Priestess. Lest she fails, well, she'll be demoted right back to a lowly novice healer, sullying her family's honor as well as seeing all her progress through the years of wizardry destroyed. She's tasked against another young aspiring cleric in a race for time, Hansol Seon, which just so happens to be her friend from birth. The woe of being pinned against her own brother was quickly traded for hope. Tomoe swore to them both as celestial companions that she will use everything in her power to give them both happy endings. After all, No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dream that you wish will come true.​

 

[yvi.]

♫ ᴛʜɪʀsᴛ ᴀᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ sɪɢʜᴛ . . .
♛▌name.
✝✝✝✝✝ Formerly Jia Xiao Jun. Presently Xavier James.
♛▌nickname.
✝✝✝✝✝ Only call him something synonymous to Xavier James. Not that you'd know his actual name either way.

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♛▌gender.
✝✝✝✝✝ Male.
♛▌age.
✝✝✝✝✝ Five hundred and one years old. NOV.18.1518.
♛▌sexuality.
✝✝✝✝✝ Pansexual. No real preference.

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♛▌species.
✝✝✝✝✝ Vampire.
♛▌rank.
✝✝✝✝✝ Coven Leader.
♛▌occupation.
✝✝✝✝✝ Daycare Teacher.

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ʟᴇᴛ ' s ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ . . .

♛▌body.
✝✝✝✝✝ Xavier is 6'4 and 285 pounds. He has a carefully sculpted body that is hard and toned to filth. He walks with a laziness to his shoulders but pride in the way his head is lifted, completed with a booming deep voice to go with it. Xavier is completely free of blemishes, not a scar or a freckle on his body due to his regeneration. He has deep dimples when he smiles.

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♛▌personality.
✝✝✝✝✝ + experienced , witty , charming
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ When you're five centuries old, you tend to be extremely laidback. Situations are easier to predict and fix, surprises that are nasty or otherwise don't surprise you anymore, and very rarely do you feel emotions as strongly as you used to. His years just made him experienced and a rather level-headed person despite his physical setbacks. Xavier has been betrayed, hurt, regretted, been guilty. He's traveled around the world and met so many people and learned countless things. His wisdom shows. Xavier is liked for this primarily, combined with being physically attractive and a jester. A good description of him is ' handsomely charming '.

✝✝✝✝✝& silver tongue , fake , paternal
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝Not only is he extremely sarcastic, he's also a very good actor. He has a very mature air about him built by age, so there isn't a drop of naivete within him anymore. However, his silver tongue may not sit well with others; Not only can he be very blunt and crude, he can also be fake. He knows what people want to hear and will say so depending on what he'll get out of it. This clashes heavily with his natural ability to nurture; Be it plants, children, or animals. Seeing him verbally berate a fledgling into tears and then tenderly soothe a crying baby with such genuine eyes will give you whiplash.
✝✝✝✝✝- apathetic , cruel , patient to all but ignorance
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝Xavier has seen the millions of shades of humanity. Because of this, if he feels he shouldn't put energy or emotion into a situation, he won't without fail. He's not stubborn in many things except his well-analyzed decisions. He has the smooth charisma of a magician, knows what he wants, how to say so and when. For you to get him to empathize, you must be as genuine as him. If you are afraid of getting hurt by opening up, Xavier just considers it as cowardice rather than a defense. He's about to be five hundred years old, he finds fear without fight pitiful. On another note, rarely do things get under his skin, but a good way to piss him off is ignorance. Arrogance amuses him, cowardice makes him laugh, prejudice he can brush off... However, ignorance is so despicable to him. It brings out his worst colors.

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✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✔ children , animals , gardening
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝♛▌what do i love? what do i hate?.
✘ fate , bad parenting , ignorance.

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♛▌skills.
✝✝✝✝✝ > R E G E N E R A T I O N ,
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ > what it is. Rather self-explanatory. Xavier has a rapid healing attribute.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ > how it works. Xavier gets hurt in some way, then his injury begins to heal at an unmistakably supernatural pace. The healing process is visible to the naked eye and doesn't leave behind a scar or sign he was ever hurt at all. The time it takes to completely heal a wound depends on the severity of the injury, paper cuts taking a second, a gaping shotgun wound taking much longer.
✝✝✝✝✝✝ - weaknesses.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝- that's not normal! Surely seeing someone get a cut, looking away for a moment, then noticing it completely disappeared would be really, really strange. Or angering if you're a hunter.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝- autopilot. His regeneration isn't something he can control, and he can't heal others, only himself. The only way to stop it is by killing him.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝- that smarts! He does have a healing attribute, but he's not resistant to pain.


✝✝✝✝✝ > M A D N E S S ,
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ > what it is. Contrary to popular belief, activating ' madness ' in another person isn't omnipotent. Mirroring what it entails, insanity inducement is also an unstable power to have and control if you're five hundred years old or fifty.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ > how it works. With eye contact, he's able to travel inside another's mind and plant a seedling. This seed forces a change / reaction depending on what he ordered. He can distract, debuff, or incapacitate. Some orders make the recipient laugh too hard to stand. Some delve into their nightmares and make them hallucinate as if they're right in front of them. Some are rather passive such as minor memory alteration, auditory hallucinations, or even extreme mood swings, but is cast all the same. These aren't normal reactions nor are they painless, they're debilitating as a power so heinous would be.
✝✝✝✝✝ & terms that might help you.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ ' Inducement ' is the word to describe the actions Xavier does to induce madness.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ ' Scanning ' is Xavier searching the recipient for the right place to plant a seed. This is done through eye contact and is the first step of inducement.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ ' Planting ' is Xavier connecting the seed to the mind of the recipient. This is the second step of inducement.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ A ' seed ' is the conductor to an order and links whatever Xavier says to the recipient's mind. A successful planting buries an inactive seedling into the mind. Without the seed, orders are not possible. This is the third step of inducement.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ An ' order ' is a command that induces one supernaturally chronic level of psychosis, schizophrenia, or dementia. Once an order is made, it activates the seed, and the seed projects his order into the recipient's mind. Affects the recipient varyingly. This is the fourth and final step of inducement.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ ' Stability ' refers to how easy it is to scan.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ ' Longevity ' refers to how long a seedling can be planted and connected to a recipient.
✝✝✝✝✝✝+ strengths.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝ + aftershocks and symptoms. Being a recipient of a mind warp is not fun and can leave lasting effects. Relapses, or lone reactions that mirror the original inducement, can happen without the prodding of Xavier and are less severe than the actual mind warp. Only time can heal the effect of an order. The ramifications immediately after being used by a seed planting are lethargy, dizziness, nausea, confusion, hysteria, blurred vision, or migraines. Some have no relapses or symptoms, some have both and more.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝+ detective's nightmare. It'd be hard to pinpoint someone is fucking with your very brain, and even harder to deduce who exactly. Xavier is good at acting innocent and inducing just at the right moment.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝+ he gives the best kisses ♥. Shao Rou, Xavier's father, was known for using the venom extracted from his saliva or blood to induce madness. This venom was so corrosive that it melted flesh and sinew. This is another one of the things Xavier inherited from him. Xavier doesn't like to plant seeds that leave behind marks, so rarely does he ever use venom as a means to induce.
✝✝✝✝✝✝ - weaknesses.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝- factors of success. There are a good handful of factors that dictate with the stability and longevity of a seed.
For example, if he wants to plant one seedling of crippling sadness and there are two people, he targets the one who already is unhappy for more success of an inducement.
An order of hysterical laughter to a person who is more serious or unhappy would last a lot shorter than someone who is bubbly or happy. He, however, has no way of knowing the general emotion of a person and often has to deduce what would be most efficient.
Along with this, age plays a role in seeds. Scanning is harder with children because of their budding and gearing minds. This can make the journey of planting especially tedious and hard to navigate. However, adults are much more easy with scannings. Children are the ones who can hold a seed the longest, but Xavier will have a harder challenge on longevity with an adult.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝- prophet's curse. Along with Shao Rou's power of inducement, his curse of a warped mind from such power was hereditary. Xavier has been able to treat such with the usual therapy of exercise, mediation, and pills if the effects of his powers are exceptionally nasty that day. Some days he can work out ten hours, drink all the water, and write and vent as much as he likes but his curse will keep hindering him. This is something that has plagued him since he was born and will continue to plague him until he dies.
✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝- peekaboo. Venom-less planting requires eye contact. The eyes are the window into the mind for him.

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♛▌fears.
✝✝✝✝✝ Corruption.
✝✝✝✝✝ Amnesia.
✝✝✝✝✝ Getting a bug stuck in his ear.

♛▌quirks.
✝✝✝✝✝ Due to his healing attribute, his skin is impossibly flawless of any blemishes or scars.
✝✝✝✝✝ Has kept a diary all his life.
✝✝✝✝✝ He gardens!
✝✝✝✝✝ Always volunteering at the animal shelter.
✝✝✝✝✝ Always carrying bandages, doesn't leave the house without any.

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ᴀɴ ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪғɪᴇᴅ ғᴀʀᴇᴡᴇʟʟ . . .

♛▌history.
✝✝✝✝✝ Xiao Jun was born the heir to an infamous vampire cult in 1500s China called the Jia Linghun. This large coven committing a mass turning of humans was one of the worst supernatural incidents recorded, a gruesome piece of pop culture amongst supernaturals in China. The Jia Linghun were infectiously and supernaturally indoctrinating because every vampire had a flesh-melting venom. This venom drove one mad and worship a false vampiric god named Jia Xiao Jun. The Jia Linghun, with careful planning and stealth, was able to grow an army of Jia followers before hiding out in Yuntai Mountain. The cult was executed by the warrior pack Hyoyuan when they placed a siege on the hideout. None but two vampires were spared, his turned human mother Han ZhiRuo and Xiao Jun the week-old newborn. Shao Rou, the father of Xiao Jun and creationist priest of Jia, was slaughtered. Any worshippers of Jia Xiao Jun that managed to escape the siege went into hiding, leaving the religion to be practiced in secret or be met with extreme adversity when publicly honored.

Xiao Jun's sullied fate and his crippled mind ripped away any chance of a peaceful life. He was given refuge in the werewolf pack since he was a baby, facing intensive hatred and disgust. The only one who protected him was the ' traitorous ' alpha, the one who ordered the siege on the Jia Linghun and also spared Jun's and his mother's life. The alpha's name was Fei LiFen, a leader of just and bravery who often took the mother role for ZhiRuo. His mother was a dead person walking, who with blank eyes watched as her son be tormented and hurt by the pack. Xiao Jun's very name held the blood of many, many humans lost to the ' religion ' his father created in his ill state, and so running away from discrimination wasn't possible. Xiao Jun was also a victim of the venomous insanity that he was born with. He had no way to healthily deal with such a debilitating state, thus his childhood was filled with much pain and horror even as he was by himself.

Both ZhiRuo and LiFen mysteriously disappeared one night, never to be seen again. Xiao Jun knew that they were ' taken care of ' because they told him that they were dead. The new alpha, a cruel evil man, cast him out only a day later. The ten-year-old was left to rot in the woods.

He was found by the Ki. The Ki was an ancient monk-like coven shrouded in much knowledge, who lived away from remote civilization where technology and usual pleasures were forbidden. The Ki was not villainous, but they were no heroes. They were neutral to most earthly situations and took pity on a boy who was a hollow shell. Xiao Jun lived a hundred and fifty years with them, training his angry teenager phase and desolate adult phase. He was taught how vampires came to be, their physiology, their beings. That's where Xiao Jun learned how to control his powers and heal his body.

The Ki sent him off once he was able-bodied and experienced. Xiao Jun reentered the world an intimidating and apathetic being. The first thing he did as he arrived back into society was changed his name to Xavier James, deciding the last living vampire of the Jia Linghun dead. Xavier then traveled the world and met many sights. He, with graceful tact, stole and survived with very little sympathy until he got onto his own two feet. Xavier walked with such power and pride, leaving fear in his wake because of his ' unknown ' abilities. He has long since stopped trying to run from his past and accepted that he was never eligible for a normal life, a safe childhood, or even a mind not cursed with madness. There's a running gag with Xavier, every time he finds peace in his location, his past or some form of danger comes to force him to relocate once more. Neverminding the curse on his peace, he still looked into humanity. He researched what this existence had to offer; Lust, Art, Science. Even Love and Family.

He was three hundred years old when he met her. Kim EunYoung. Xavier has had a good share of flings and hookups that he refused to nurture without much problem, but EunYoung was a breed unlike another. It was the first time he felt sympathy for his food because of her genuine sweet and gentle nature. He ended up talking to her rather than feasting on her, settling for an animal after they parted. This meeting resulted in a ten-year friend to lovers relationship. Xavier was clumsy with it because he didn't know what to do exactly and only had a clinical understanding of what romance was, but EunYoung had this power of rubbing off on him. She made him human without even really having to try. He had his moments like anyone else. EunYoung, a woman who too felt the same pain he felt as a child, showed him what humanity was all about even if you didn't get a good start.

When he told her he was a vampire, EunYoung elicited a deep part of Xavier that he hasn't come into contact with in a long time. She was terrified at the discovery but seeing the vulnerability of Xavier, she showed bravery unlike he's seen. Love was so powerful, it could make a human stay with an abomination such as himself. Xavier, upon hearing her calm and almost unsettling acceptance, crumbled into sobs for the first time in a century. They got married and had a child named Kim Minhyung [Mark James] who was a human as a human could be.

Of course, nothing lasts forever.

Xavier and his family were discovered by rogue hunters. These people killed regardless of status, if you were caught siding with the evil then you were as good as them. EunYoung and Mark had to go into hiding, while Xavier had to travel far, far away from here. He could only manage one smile at remembering the ' bad omen ' on his personal peace before growing to resent what it meant to be alive but be a monster. That was two hundred years ago.

Xavier returned to his old nomadic lifestyle with much more coldness and resent in his heart. Rather than waiting for a tragedy to inevitably strike when he was comfortable, he moved on before he got too attached. He did not fall in love again, he didn't seek out his family, and definitely never made the same mistake to empathize with his food again. This saved Xavier much needed energy and soon enough he healed.

He soon came upon Willowdale during his wandering and found it comfortable enough. It was time to reset the clock and restart again. It's only a matter of time now that things go wrong and he is forced to flee his life once more.

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♛▌extra.
✝✝✝✝✝ He runs the Shooting Stars Daycare.
✝✝✝✝✝ Owns a large private greenhouse.
✝✝✝✝✝ Has a protected vault within his home.
✝✝✝✝✝ FC: Chuando Tan.
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[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 223, 0)][B] Only[/B] [/COLOR][COLOR=#ffffff]call him something synonymous to Xavier James.[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]Not that you'd know his actual name either way.[/COLOR]

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[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 223, 0)] P[/COLOR][COLOR=#ffffff]ansexual. [/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]No real preference.[/COLOR]

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[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 223, 0)] V[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]ampire.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 223, 0)] D[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]aycare Teacher.[/COLOR]


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[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]Xavier is[/COLOR] [COLOR=#ffdf00]6'4 and 285 pounds[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]. He has a carefully[/COLOR] [COLOR=#ffdf00]sculpted body[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]that is hard and toned to filth. He walks with a laziness to his shoulders but pride in the way his head is lifted, completed with a booming[/COLOR] [COLOR=#ffdf00]deep voice[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]to go with it. Xavier is[/COLOR] [COLOR=#ffdf00]completely free of blemishes[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)], not a scar or a freckle on his body due to his regeneration. He has [/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]deep dimples[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]when he smiles.[/COLOR]

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[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR] [SIZE=22px][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] +[/COLOR][/B] [/SIZE][COLOR=#ffdf00][U]experienced[/U][/COLOR] [B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=18px], [/SIZE][/COLOR][/B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]witty[/COLOR][B] [SIZE=18px][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)],[/COLOR] [/SIZE][/B][COLOR=#660000]charming[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝[B]✝[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=#ffdf00][B]When you're five centuries old, you tend to be extremely laidback.[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]Situations are easier to predict and fix, surprises that are nasty or otherwise don't surprise you anymore, and very rarely do you feel emotions as strongly as you used to. His years just made him experienced and a rather level-headed person despite his physical setbacks. Xavier has been betrayed, hurt, regretted, been guilty. He's traveled around the world and met so many people and learned countless things. His wisdom shows.[/COLOR] [COLOR=#660000][B]Xavier is liked for this primarily, combined with being physically attractive and a jester. A good description of him is ' handsomely charming '.[/B][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR][SIZE=18px][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]&[/COLOR][/B][/SIZE] [COLOR=#ffdf00][U]silver tongue[/U][/COLOR] [B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=18px],[/SIZE] [/COLOR][/B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]fake[/COLOR][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] [SIZE=18px],[/SIZE][/COLOR][/B] [COLOR=#660000]paternal[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00][B]Not only is he extremely sarcastic, he's also a very good actor.[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]He has a very mature air about him built by age, so there isn't a drop of naivete within him anymore. However, his silver tongue may not sit well with others; Not only can he be very blunt and crude, he can also be fake. He knows what people want to hear and will say so depending on what he'll get out of it. This clashes heavily with his natural ability to nurture; Be it plants, children, or animals.[/COLOR] [COLOR=#660000][B]Seeing him verbally berate a fledgling into tears and then tenderly soothe a crying baby with such genuine eyes will give you whiplash.[/B][/COLOR]
[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=26px]-[/SIZE][/COLOR] [/B][COLOR=#ffdf00][U]apathetic[/U][/COLOR] [B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=18px],[/SIZE][/COLOR][/B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] cruel [/COLOR][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=18px],[/SIZE][/COLOR] [/B][COLOR=#660000]patient [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(102, 0, 0)]to all but ignorance[/COLOR]
[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00][B]Xavier has seen the millions of shades of humanity. Because of this, if he feels he shouldn't put energy or emotion into a situation, he won't without fail.[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]He's not stubborn in many things [I]except[/I] his well-analyzed decisions. He has the smooth charisma of a magician, knows what he wants, how to say so and when. For you to get him to empathize, you must be as genuine as him. If you are afraid of getting hurt by opening up, Xavier just considers it as cowardice rather than a defense. He's about to be five hundred years old, he finds fear without fight pitiful. On another note, rarely do things get under his skin, but a good way to piss him off is ignorance[B].[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=#660000][B]Arrogance amuses him, cowardice makes him laugh, prejudice he can brush off... However, ignorance is so despicable to him. It brings out his worst colors.[/B][/COLOR]

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[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR] [/B][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]> what it is.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] Rather self-explanatory. Xavier has a rapid healing attribute.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR] [/B][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]> how it works.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] Xavier gets hurt in some way, then his injury begins to heal at an unmistakably supernatural pace. The healing process is visible to the naked eye and doesn't leave behind a scar or sign he was ever hurt at all. The time it takes to completely heal a wound depends on the severity of the injury, paper cuts taking a second, a gaping shotgun wound taking much longer.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]- that's not normal![/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] Surely seeing someone get a cut, looking away for a moment, then noticing it completely disappeared would be really, really strange. Or angering if you're a hunter.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]- autopilot.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] His regeneration isn't something he can control, and he can't heal others, only himself. The only way to stop it is by killing him.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]- that smarts![/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] He does have a healing attribute, but he's not resistant to pain.[/COLOR]


[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=12px][COLOR=rgb(6, 2, 2)]✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=12px][COLOR=rgb(6, 2, 2)]✝[/COLOR][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=12px][COLOR=rgb(6, 2, 2)]✝[/COLOR][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR] [/COLOR][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#B30000][SIZE=18px]>[/SIZE] [U][SIZE=15px][B]M A D N E S S[/B][/SIZE][/U][SIZE=18px] ,[/SIZE][/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR]✝[/COLOR] [/B] [/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]> what it is.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] Contrary to popular belief, activating ' madness ' in another person isn't omnipotent. Mirroring what it entails, insanity inducement is also an unstable power to have and control if you're five hundred years old or fifty.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR]✝[/COLOR] [/B][/COLOR] [/B][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]> how it works.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] With eye contact, he's able to travel inside another's mind and plant a seedling. This seed forces a change / reaction depending on what he ordered. He can distract, debuff, or incapacitate. Some orders make the recipient laugh too hard to stand. Some delve into their nightmares and make them hallucinate as if they're right in front of them. Some are rather passive such as minor memory alteration, auditory hallucinations, or even extreme mood swings, but is cast all the same. These aren't normal reactions nor are they painless, they're debilitating as a power so heinous would be.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B] [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#B30000][SIZE=18px]&[/SIZE] [U][SIZE=15px]terms that might help you[/SIZE][/U][SIZE=15px].[/SIZE][/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR]✝[/COLOR] [/B] [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]' Inducement '[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] is the word to describe the actions Xavier does to induce madness.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR]✝[/COLOR] [/B] [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]' Scanning '[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] is Xavier searching the recipient for the right place to plant a seed. This is done through eye contact and is the first step of inducement.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR]✝[/COLOR] [/B] [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]' Planting '[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] is Xavier connecting the seed to the mind of the recipient. This is the second step of inducement.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR]✝[/COLOR] [/B] [/COLOR]A [/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]' seed '[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] is the conductor to an order and links whatever Xavier says to the recipient's mind. A successful planting buries an inactive seedling into the mind. Without the seed, orders are not possible. This is the third step of inducement.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR]✝[/COLOR] [/B] [/COLOR]An [/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]' order '[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] is a command that induces one supernaturally chronic level of psychosis, schizophrenia, or dementia. Once an order is made, it activates the seed, and the seed projects his order into the recipient's mind. Affects the recipient varyingly. This is the fourth and final step of inducement.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR]✝[/COLOR] [/B] [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]' Stability '[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] refers to how easy it is to scan.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR]✝[/COLOR] [/B] [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]' Longevity '[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] refers to how long a seedling can be planted and connected to a recipient.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=12px][COLOR=rgb(6, 2, 2)]✝✝✝[/COLOR][/SIZE][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=12px][COLOR=rgb(6, 2, 2)]✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][SIZE=12px][COLOR=rgb(6, 2, 2)]✝[/COLOR][/SIZE][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/SIZE][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][COLOR=#B30000][SIZE=18px]+[/SIZE] [U][SIZE=15px]strengths.[/SIZE][/U][/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B] [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]+ aftershocks and symptoms.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] Being a recipient of a mind warp is not fun and can leave lasting effects. Relapses, or lone reactions that mirror the original inducement, can happen without the prodding of Xavier and are less severe than the actual mind warp. Only time can heal the effect of an order. The ramifications immediately after being used by a seed planting are lethargy, dizziness, nausea, confusion, hysteria, blurred vision, or migraines. Some have no relapses or symptoms, some have both and more.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]+ detective's nightmare.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] It'd be hard to pinpoint someone is fucking with your very brain, and even harder to deduce who exactly. Xavier is good at acting innocent and inducing just at the right moment.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][B][COLOR=#060202]✝[/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/B][/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]+ he gives the best kisses ♥.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] Shao Rou, Xavier's father, was known for using the venom extracted from his saliva or blood to induce madness. This venom was so corrosive that it melted flesh and sinew. This is another one of the things Xavier inherited from him. Xavier doesn't like to plant seeds that leave behind marks, so rarely does he ever use venom as a means to induce.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]For example, if he wants to plant one seedling of crippling sadness and there are two people, he targets the one who already is unhappy for more success of an inducement.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]An order of hysterical laughter to a person who is more serious or unhappy would last a lot shorter than someone who is bubbly or happy. He, however, has no way of knowing the general emotion of a person and often has to deduce what would be most efficient.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]Along with this, age plays a role in seeds. Scanning is harder with children because of their budding and gearing minds. This can make the journey of planting especially tedious and hard to navigate. However, adults are much more easy with scannings. Children are the ones who can hold a seed the longest, but Xavier will have a harder challenge on longevity with an adult.[/COLOR]
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[COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)][COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR] [/COLOR][COLOR=#ffdf00]Getting[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] a bug stuck in his ear.[/COLOR]

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[COLOR=#060202]✝✝✝✝✝[/COLOR] [COLOR=#ffdf00]Xiao Jun was born the heir to an infamous vampire cult in 1500s China called the Jia Linghun.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] This large coven committing a mass turning of humans was one of the worst supernatural incidents recorded, a gruesome piece of pop culture amongst supernaturals in China. The Jia Linghun were infectiously and supernaturally indoctrinating because every vampire had a flesh-melting venom. This venom drove one mad and worship a false vampiric god named Jia Xiao Jun. The Jia Linghun, with careful planning and stealth, was able to grow an army of Jia followers before hiding out in Yuntai Mountain. The cult was executed by the warrior pack Hyoyuan when they placed a siege on the hideout. None but two vampires were spared, his turned human mother Han ZhiRuo and Xiao Jun the week-old newborn. Shao Rou, the father of Xiao Jun and creationist priest of Jia, was slaughtered. Any worshippers of Jia Xiao Jun that managed to escape the siege went into hiding, leaving the religion to be practiced in secret or be met with extreme adversity when publicly honored.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#ffdf00]Xiao Jun's sullied fate and his crippled mind ripped away any chance of a peaceful life.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] He was given refuge in the werewolf pack since he was a baby, facing intensive hatred and disgust. The only one who protected him was the ' traitorous ' alpha, the one who ordered the siege on the Jia Linghun and also spared Jun's and his mother's life. The alpha's name was Fei LiFen, a leader of just and bravery who often took the mother role for ZhiRuo. His mother was a dead person walking, who with blank eyes watched as her son be tormented and hurt by the pack. Xiao Jun's very name held the blood of many, many humans lost to the ' religion ' his father created in his ill state, and so running away from discrimination wasn't possible. Xiao Jun was also a victim of the venomous insanity that he was born with. He had no way to healthily deal with such a debilitating state, thus his childhood was filled with much pain and horror even as he was by himself.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#B30000]Both ZhiRuo and LiFen mysteriously disappeared one night, never to be seen again.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] Xiao Jun knew that they were ' taken care of ' because they told him that they were dead. The new alpha, a cruel evil man, cast him out only a day later. The ten-year-old was left to rot in the woods.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#ffdf00]He was found by the Ki. The Ki was an ancient monk-like coven shrouded in much knowledge, who lived away from remote civilization where technology and usual pleasures were forbidden.[/COLOR] [COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]The Ki was not villainous, but they were no heroes. They were neutral to most earthly situations and took pity on a boy who was a hollow shell. Xiao Jun lived a hundred and fifty years with them, training his angry teenager phase and desolate adult phase. He was taught how vampires came to be, their physiology, their beings. That's where Xiao Jun learned how to control his powers and heal his body.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#ffdf00]The Ki sent him off once he was able-bodied and experienced. Xiao Jun reentered the world an intimidating and apathetic being.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] The first thing he did as he arrived back into society was changed his name to Xavier James, deciding the last living vampire of the Jia Linghun dead.  Xavier then traveled the world and met many sights. He, with graceful tact, stole and survived with very little sympathy until he got onto his own two feet. Xavier walked with such power and pride, leaving fear in his wake because of his ' unknown ' abilities. He has long since stopped trying to run from his past and accepted that he was never eligible for a normal life, a safe childhood, or even a mind not cursed with madness. There's a running gag with Xavier, every time he finds peace in his location, his past or some form of danger comes to force him to relocate once more. Neverminding the curse on his peace, he still looked into humanity. He researched what this existence had to offer; Lust, Art, Science. Even Love and Family.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#ffdf00]He was three hundred years old when he met her. Kim EunYoung.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] Xavier has had a good share of flings and hookups that he refused to nurture without much problem, but EunYoung was a breed unlike another. It was the first time he felt sympathy for his food because of her genuine sweet and gentle nature. He ended up talking to her rather than feasting on her, settling for an animal after they parted. This meeting resulted in a ten-year friend to lovers relationship. Xavier was clumsy with it because he didn't know [I]what [/I]to do exactly and only had a clinical understanding of what romance was, but EunYoung had this power of rubbing off on him. She made him human without even really having to try. He had his moments like anyone else. EunYoung, a woman who too felt the same pain he felt as a child, showed him what humanity was all about even if you didn't get a good start.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#ffdf00]When he told her he was a vampire, EunYoung elicited a deep part of Xavier that he hasn't come into contact with in a long time.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] She was terrified at the discovery but seeing the vulnerability of Xavier, she showed bravery unlike he's seen. Love was so powerful, it could make a human stay with an abomination such as himself. Xavier, upon hearing her calm and almost unsettling acceptance, crumbled into sobs for the first time in a century. They got married and had a child named Kim Minhyung [Mark James] who was a human as a human could be.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#B30000]Of course, nothing lasts forever.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#ffdf00]Xavier and his family were discovered by rogue hunters.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] These people killed regardless of status, if you were caught siding with the evil then you were as good as them. EunYoung and Mark had to go into hiding, while Xavier had to travel far, far away from here. He could only manage one smile at remembering the ' bad omen ' on his personal peace before growing to resent what it meant to be alive but be a monster. That was two hundred years ago.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#ffdf00]Xavier returned to his old nomadic lifestyle with much more coldness and resent in his heart.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] Rather than waiting for a tragedy to inevitably strike when he was comfortable, he moved on before he got too attached. He did not fall in love again, he didn't seek out his family, and definitely never made the same mistake to empathize with his food again. This saved Xavier much needed energy and soon enough he healed.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#ffdf00]He soon came upon Willowdale during his wandering and found it comfortable enough.[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)] It was time to reset the clock and restart again. [/COLOR][COLOR=#B30000]It's only a matter of time now that things go wrong and he is forced to flee his life once more.[/COLOR]

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[yvi.]

♪ a howl with a vibrato . . .
name ♪.
Sage Vervain.
nickname ♪.
Vervain , Ms. Vervain , Medic

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gender ♪.
Female.
age ♪.
Twenty-four. DEC.1st
sexuality ♪.
Pansexual. No preference.

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species ♪.
Werewolf.
rank ♪.
Low.
occupation ♪.
Vivian's Apothecary Worker / Lounge Singer.

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let's look deeper . . .
body ♪.
Sage stands at five feet and five inches and one eighty-five pounds. She has a full and strong figure that matches her height. She has a distinct mezzo-alto voice with an unmistakable calmness. Sage's name matches her blooming purple colored hair, with complimentary coffee eyes to go with it.

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personality ♪.
+ sensual , wise , graceful
Sage can be described as romantic, sensual, or hedonistic. These things are sultry, but better explained as mature rather than promiscuous; She simply prefers roses to daises, slit leg dresses to skater skirts, heels to sneakers. Elegant, classy, but also extremely sexy is her aesthetic. Not many can really tell what's going on in that head of hers because she hides everything away so well, or expresses it with uttermost refinery. Sage is exceptional at advice and is never unready to tell you what you need to hear with a way. She is always thinking about what would be best for other's she's loyal to. Sage is a calm and wistful spirit. Not very often is she awkward or clumsy, with steady hands and a steady way to speak.

& passive , passionate , independent
Sage is a meek girl. She rarely gets into conflicts or heated arguments because she tends to avoid so. It tends to make her feel uncomfortable and or even guilty on occasions for letting her emotions carry her away. Because of so, she finds it's easier to let people walk over her or let their conflicts roll off her back rather than confront them. She does, however, gain the courage to face very important things rather than dismiss them with some time and support. Sage also is extremely passionate about everything she finds interest in. Holding so much love and appreciation and time spent can make her idealistic and carry her away. Sometimes it takes some grounding [ or even hurt ] to bring her back to earth and remind her not to idolize things. On another note, Sage is extremely socially independent from being raised so since little. She loves a lot of alone time and doesn't mind being by her lonesome. Since she's familiar with a lot of self-problem and reflection, she can take care of her own personal conflicts on her own, at the expense of her social life. Sage's common remedy to issues are ' stay at home and think about it ', ' read ', ' study ', ' work on music '. She is introverted, but not lost without leadership.

- unsociable , insecure , indecisive
Events such as house parties, pot lucks, anything that's very casual and more focused on socializing in large condensed crowds aren't her cup of tea. She favors environments that compliment her flow, formal or usually quiet, preferably anything with sparse groups and are more controlled. She has a tendency to be a shut in because of this, working and working and working in her own little world and missing out on good experiences. Despite her confident mannerisms and bold visuals, she is as well very unsure of herself. She doesn't see her sweet smile or know how much her patients mean to her, she doesn't hear how lovely she talks or how cute she looks in sweatpants. She, however, does see that in many other people. Just not in herself. Sage is also very indecisive, something bad for unplanned or spontaneous situations. Her go to for problem solving or decisions in general is some from of analyzing, no matter how big or small it might be. Adapting, change, and improv are especially hard for her because of this.

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✔ purple , making music , healing others
what do i love ? what do i hate ? ♪.
✘ hunters , parents , stage fright

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skills ♪.
▸ M E D I C ,
▹ She's often the person you go to when you have aches and booboos. Sage the medic and the usual Sage don't know each other, because the medic takes herself very seriously. Medicine and healing are things that she has bad blood with, but that's usually ignored in favor of helping someone. She'll fix you right up and make sure you stay that way.

▸ S I N G I N G ,
▹ Siren Sage is her name, but music isn't a game to her. This is a hobby and interest she's had as a kid, it's the reason why she's even in Willowdale in the first place. Her voice is no joke, but she continues to hone it carefully and with love everyday in hope it will stay with her even when she's old and grey.

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fears ♪.
Death , Amputation , Voodoo
quirks ♪.
She's very superstitious.
Even without meaning to she can fret about other's health.
Always wears at least one article of clothing that's purple.
Always humming or singing.

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what am i willing to sacrafice ? . . .

history ♪.
Sage was born and raised in Manhattan, New York as an only child. Her family on the outside seemed perfect and one to be envious of; Well off, smart, loving, comfortable and human. This was not the case. This werewolf family was one of tradition in the medical field. They were descendants of lycan healers and shamans and doctors, it only made sense the tradition was carried on. There was never a lot of room for fine arts in their household, while it was appreciated, to not become involved in humanitarian sciences would be like spitting on their family tree to her parents. I'm sure you can guess what Sage decided she wanted to pursue.

Sage loved to sing ever since she was little. She wanted to write music and sing and be a star like the people she saw on the screens, not sit and learn all the names of every bone in the skeleton. As she grew older she came to appreciate medicine and science, helping people always seemed lovely and science was something she excelled at. Sage always wonders if it was her parent's constant absence in her life in favor for their own careers that pushed her away from medicine, maybe it was fate that she wanted to be a singer. Nevertheless, as much as she tried to please her parents, she couldn't see herself being a doctor in any way. It took her a long time to realize this and to stop kidding herself, and even longer to even work up the courage to tell them this.

This was a reoccurring fight between her and her parents, two against one, and she'd always lose. The ' fights ' [ if you could even call them that ] never started or ended with screaming or any real hostility. It was always quiet, clean, short and left Sage sobbing in her room at her cowardice. She couldn't bring herself to let them down, something they made clear that would be the case if she did divulge from what they were expecting to be. They told her in their actions, decisions made for her, and how they never noticed her miserable heart. This was the way to wealth, security, and tradition. If they saw her hints, then they ignored them and ignored them well.

The only thing that kept Sage sane was secretly indulging in music. Writing it, using ' study sessions ' to go to concerts or lounges, singing when her parents weren't home. Many times Sage has staved her love for the art in the idea that she was just having a phase. These never ended in the favor she prayed for, if anything, they made her affinity for the starlight stronger. This lasted all the way throughout high school and even after she graduated. In a couple months time she'd go to college, study something she only sort of liked and become someone she didn't care for. As the days passed, she became wilder with her love for music, more bold and rebellious. Sage wanted to stop herself from going too far and doing something she might regret, but it was too late.

It started with the concert of her favorite singer JJS being in Manhattan in a tour. Sage was not going to miss out on seeing her idol live, placement exam be damned. She left that morning, got ready at her friend's house together and went to the concert. Sage still to this day totes this as the best moment of her life, because JJS actually gave her the mic to sing. Sage, in her euphoria of the moment, belted out the most enthusiastic, grinning, harmonious vocals even when she was drenched in sweat, her throat burning and hair frizzy. The moment made the floor buzz with absolute screams of the crowd. Sage couldn't sleep that night. She never thought she would regret going to that concert.

Her parents, of course, found out. Sage was never a really good liar, but also, because Sage was in the papers. JJS was no little artist and Sage didn't think of how showing up with her face uncovered at her concert and singing into the mic might circulate back to her parents. Sage was torn into by her mother and father. This was the first time she's ever witnessed them so mad and disappointed and hysterical. What turned into an already hostile confrontation grew worse and worse, they began to scream at each other and air out what they were really feeling. Her parents knew she had other interests, but they were nothing in compared to what she had to do. It was tradition and not some juvenile career path such as singing. Sage argued that she didn't need to do this, that she didn't even like it, and she didn't care that it was ' tradition '. She was a singer, through and through, and she'd prove it to them. The fight was something Sage couldn't remember in detail now, she abstained from reflecting on it because it was so intense. She never screamed like that in her life, and never at her parents. The amount of pettiness, anger, disappointment, hurt, the absolute chaos that was in that argument shook her to the core. Even so, Sage refused to register for another placement exam. With fists balls up and tears staining her face, she seethed at the floor as if it'd melt under her glare.

" I'm not going to be a doctor. "

Her parents, that morning, told her to pack her bags.

Sage was sent to Willowdale to live with her werewolf grandmother, Vivian Vervain. When she ' came to her senses and was ready to become a doctor ' then she would be allowed back to live with her parents. Life in Willowdale was unpleasant at first, Sage arrived an angry, lonely girl. She left everything behind and only had her music to comfort her in those first few days. Only when she came out of her shell was when things healed.

Her grandmother was an amazing person, and Sage wasn't sure why she didn't pay more attention to her before. She ran an apothecary and lived a very quiet life, one that wasn't focused on a career or was filled with expectations for her offspring. Grandma Vivi is a sweetheart who didn't agree with what was expected of Sage, even if it went against the tradition their family had. Even if Sage didn't want to become a doctor, Grandma Vivi had made her come to love medicine more. She knew the history of their family, their werewolf and medicinal roots. Health work would always be a touchy subject for Sage, but she wasn't miserable working at the Apothecary any more thanks to seeing what love it could hold. Maybe tradition was as important as her parents said. Maybe.

Willowdale was a new chapter for Sage, a page that was empty and waiting for her to fill it with words. The problem is that she's having writer's block.

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FC: Brittanie Evans​

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[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]Vivian's Apothecary Worker [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255, 255, 255)]/[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)] Lounge Singer[/COLOR].

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[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [/COLOR]Sage stands at [COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]five feet and five inches and one eighty-five pounds[/COLOR]. She has a full and strong figure that matches her height. She has a [COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]distinct mezzo-alto voice[/COLOR] with an unmistakable [COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]calmness[/COLOR]. Sage's name matches her [COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]blooming purple colored hair, with complimentary coffee eyes[/COLOR] to go with it.

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[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕💕 [SIZE=22px][glow][/SIZE][/COLOR][COLOR=#eaa8da]Sage can be described as romantic, sensual,  or hedonistic.[/COLOR] These things are sultry, but better explained as mature rather than promiscuous; She simply prefers roses to daises, slit leg dresses to skater skirts, heels to sneakers. Elegant, classy, but also extremely sexy is her aesthetic. Not many can really tell what's going on in that head of hers because she hides everything away so well, or expresses it with uttermost refinery. Sage is exceptional at advice and is never unready to tell you what you need to hear with a way. She is always thinking about what would be best for other's she's loyal to. [COLOR=#500356]Sage is a calm and wistful spirit. Not very often is she awkward or clumsy, with steady hands and a steady way to speak. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [/COLOR] [SIZE=22px]&[/SIZE] [COLOR=#eaa8da][U]passive[/U][/COLOR] [SIZE=22px],[/SIZE] passionate [SIZE=22px],[/SIZE] [COLOR=#500356]independent[SIZE=26px][/glow][/SIZE][/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕💕 [SIZE=22px][glow][/SIZE][/COLOR][COLOR=#eaa8da]Sage is a meek girl. She rarely gets into conflicts or heated arguments because she tends to avoid so.[/COLOR] It tends to make her feel uncomfortable and or even guilty on occasions for letting her emotions carry her away. Because of so, she finds it's easier to let people walk over her or let their conflicts roll off her back rather than confront them. She does, however, gain the courage to face very important things rather than dismiss them with some time and support. Sage also is extremely passionate about everything she finds interest in. Holding so much love and appreciation and time spent can make her idealistic and carry her away. Sometimes it takes some grounding [ or even hurt ] to bring her back to earth and remind her not to idolize things. On another note, Sage is extremely socially independent from being raised so since little. She loves a lot of alone time and doesn't mind being by her lonesome. Since she's familiar with a lot of self-problem and reflection, she can take care of her own personal conflicts on her own, at the expense of her social life. Sage's common remedy to issues are ' stay at home and think about it ', ' read ', ' study ', ' work on music '. [COLOR=#500356]She is introverted, but not lost without leadership.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [/COLOR][SIZE=22px]-[/SIZE] [COLOR=#eaa8da][U]unsociable[/U][/COLOR] [SIZE=22px],[/SIZE] insecure [SIZE=22px], [/SIZE][color=#500356]indecisive[/color][SIZE=26px][/glow][/SIZE]
[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕💕 [SIZE=22px][glow][/SIZE][/COLOR][COLOR=#eaa8da]Events such as house parties, pot lucks, anything that's very casual and more focused on socializing in large condensed crowds aren't her cup of tea. She favors environments that compliment her flow, formal or usually quiet, preferably anything with sparse groups and are more controlled.[/COLOR] She has a tendency to be a shut in because of this, working and working and working in her own little world and missing out on good experiences. Despite her confident mannerisms and bold visuals, she is as well very unsure of herself. She doesn't see her sweet smile or know how much her patients mean to her, she doesn't hear how lovely she talks or how cute she looks in sweatpants. She, however, does see that in many other people. Just not in herself. [color=#500356]Sage is also very indecisive, something bad for unplanned or spontaneous situations. Her go to for problem solving or decisions in general is some from of analyzing, no matter how big or small it might be. Adapting, change, and improv are especially hard for her because of this.[/color][SIZE=26px][/glow][/SIZE]

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[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(80, 3, 86)][B]▸ [U]M E D I C[/U] ,[SIZE=26px][/glow][/SIZE][/B][/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕💕 [SIZE=22px][glow][/SIZE][/COLOR]▹ [COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]She's often the person you go to when you have aches and booboos.[/COLOR] Sage the medic and the usual Sage don't know each other, because the medic takes herself very seriously. Medicine and healing are things that she has bad blood with, but that's usually ignored in favor of helping someone. She'll fix you right up and make sure you stay that way.

[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(80, 3, 86)][B]▸ [U]S I N G I N G[/U] ,[SIZE=26px][/glow][/SIZE][/B][/COLOR]
[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕💕 [SIZE=22px][glow][/SIZE][/COLOR]▹ [COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]Siren Sage is her name, but music isn't a game to her.[/COLOR] This is a hobby and interest she's had as a kid, it's the reason why she's even in Willowdale in the first place. Her voice is no joke, but she continues to hone it carefully and with love everyday in hope it will stay with her even when she's old and grey.

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[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]She's[/COLOR] very superstitious.[SIZE=26px][/glow][/SIZE]
[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [SIZE=22px][glow][/SIZE][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]Even[/COLOR] without meaning to she can fret about other's health.[SIZE=26px][/glow][/SIZE]
[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [SIZE=22px][glow][/SIZE][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]Always[/COLOR] wears at least one article of clothing that's purple.[SIZE=26px][/glow][/SIZE]
[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [SIZE=22px][glow][/SIZE][/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(234, 168, 218)]Always[/COLOR] humming or singing.

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[COLOR=rgb(80, 3, 86)][FONT=Satisfy][SIZE=26px]what am i willing to sacrafice ? . . .[/SIZE][/FONT][/COLOR]

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[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [SIZE=22px][glow][/SIZE][/COLOR][COLOR=#eaa8da]Sage was born and raised in Manhattan, New York as an only child. Her family on the outside seemed perfect and one to be envious of; Well off, smart, loving, comfortable and human.[/COLOR] This was not the case. This werewolf family was one of tradition in the medical field. They were descendants of lycan healers and shamans and doctors, it only made sense the tradition was carried on. There was never a lot of room for fine arts in their household, while it was appreciated, to not become involved in humanitarian sciences would be like spitting on their family tree to her parents. I'm sure you can guess what Sage decided she wanted to pursue.

[COLOR=#eaa8da]Sage loved to sing ever since she was little. She wanted to write music and sing and be a star like the people she saw on the screens, not sit and learn all the names of every bone in the skeleton.[/COLOR] As she grew older she came to appreciate medicine and science, helping people always seemed lovely and science was something she excelled at. Sage always wonders if it was her parent's constant absence in her life in favor for their own careers that pushed her away from medicine, maybe it was fate that she wanted to be a singer. Nevertheless, as much as she tried to please her parents, she couldn't see herself being a doctor in any way. It took her a long time to realize this and to stop kidding herself, and even longer to even work up the courage to tell them this.

[COLOR=#eaa8da]This was a reoccurring fight between her and her parents, two against one, and she'd always lose. The ' fights ' [ if you could even call them that ] never started or ended with screaming or any real hostility.[/COLOR] It was always quiet, clean, short and left Sage sobbing in her room at her cowardice. She couldn't bring herself to let them down, something they made clear that would be the case if she did divulge from what they were expecting to be. They told her in their actions, decisions made for her, and how they never noticed her miserable heart. This was the way to wealth, security, and tradition. If they saw her hints, then they ignored them and ignored them well.

[COLOR=#eaa8da]The only thing that kept Sage sane was secretly indulging in music. Writing it, using ' study sessions ' to go to concerts or lounges, singing when her parents weren't home.[/COLOR] Many times Sage has staved her love for the art in the idea that she was just having a phase. These never ended in the favor she prayed for, if anything, they made her affinity for the starlight stronger. This lasted all the way throughout high school and even after she graduated. In a couple months time she'd go to college, study something she only sort of liked and become someone she didn't care for. As the days passed, she became wilder with her love for music, more bold and rebellious. Sage wanted to stop herself from going too far and doing something she might regret, but it was too late.

[COLOR=#eaa8da]It started with the concert of her favorite singer JJS being in Manhattan in a tour. Sage was not going to miss out on seeing her idol live, placement exam be damned.[/COLOR] She left that morning, got ready at her friend's house together and went to the concert. Sage still to this day totes this as the best moment of her life, because JJS actually gave her the mic to sing. Sage, in her euphoria of the moment, belted out the most enthusiastic, grinning, harmonious vocals even when she was drenched in sweat, her throat burning and hair frizzy. The moment made the floor buzz with absolute screams of the crowd. Sage couldn't sleep that night. She never thought she would regret going to that concert.

[COLOR=#eaa8da]Her parents, of course, found out. Sage was never a really good liar, but also, because Sage was in the papers.[/COLOR] JJS was no little artist and Sage didn't think of how showing up with her face uncovered at her concert and singing into the mic might circulate back to her parents. Sage was torn into by her mother and father. This was the first time she's ever witnessed them so mad and disappointed and hysterical. What turned into an already hostile confrontation grew worse and worse, they began to scream at each other and air out what they were really feeling. Her parents knew she had other interests, but they were nothing in compared to what she had to do. It was tradition and not some juvenile career path such as singing. Sage argued that she didn't need to do this, that she didn't even like it, and she didn't care that it was ' tradition '. She was a singer, through and through, and she'd prove it to them. The fight was something Sage couldn't remember in detail now, she abstained from reflecting on it because it was so intense. She never screamed like that in her life, and never at her parents. The amount of pettiness, anger, disappointment, hurt, the absolute chaos that was in that argument shook her to the core. Even so, Sage refused to register for another placement exam. With fists balls up and tears staining her face, she seethed at the floor as if it'd melt under her glare.

[COLOR=#500356]" I'm not going to be a doctor. "[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#500356]Her parents, that morning, told her to pack her bags.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=#eaa8da]Sage was sent to Willowdale to live with her werewolf grandmother, Vivian Vervain. When she ' came to her senses and was ready to become a doctor ' then she would be allowed back to live with her parents.[/COLOR] Life in Willowdale was unpleasant at first, Sage arrived an angry, lonely girl. She left everything behind and only had her music to comfort her in those first few days. Only when she came out of her shell was when things healed.

[COLOR=#eaa8da]Her grandmother was an amazing person, and Sage wasn't sure why she didn't pay more attention to her before.[/COLOR] She ran an apothecary and lived a very quiet life, one that wasn't focused on a career or was filled with expectations for her offspring. Grandma Vivi is a sweetheart who didn't agree with what was expected of Sage, even if it went against the tradition their family had. Even if Sage didn't want to become a doctor, Grandma Vivi had made her come to love medicine more. She knew the history of their family, their werewolf and medicinal roots. Health work would always be a touchy subject for Sage, but she wasn't miserable working at the Apothecary any more thanks to seeing what love it could hold. Maybe tradition was as important as her parents said. Maybe.

[COLOR=#eaa8da]Willowdale was a new chapter for Sage, a page that was empty and waiting for her to fill it with words. The problem is that she's having writer's block.[/COLOR]

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[COLOR=rgb(153, 91, 155)]💕💕💕💕 [/COLOR][COLOR=#eaa8da]FC:[/COLOR] Brittanie Evans[/glow][/JUSTIFY]

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