Nefastus Lupata Academy: The Return of TJA

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  1. ~Open for Sign Ups~

    All across the globe, and even in regions neighboring our earth or even our dimension, the supernatural lurk, their very existence a secret from most of the overwhelmingly large human population. Many of these beasts, these superhuman and fae walk among the streets of mankind, their species having learned over time how to take human form. Some are peaceful, some are violently carnivorous, while other beings remain entirely neutral. You can find creatures of a variety of alignments, shapes, and sizes at the grand old Nefastus Lupata Academy.

    The massive grounds of NLA's campus float through the clouds, hidden in plain sight via enchantments. The Academy is the home to hundreds of supernatural beings, where they are free to flaunt their powers and give in to their true natures without fear of having to hide from the oblivious human masses below. This is not to say there isn't plenty else to be afraid of in the great halls of the Academy, for almost every species gets a free ride, even the ruthless, the criminally insane, and the blood thirsty. Students are free to wander to their heart's content, and have access to the school's wide variety of services and entertainment, but while you'll have plenty of free time, you'll find the grounds are constantly flooded with chaos galore! Prepare to have to fight for your life, to get wild, meet friend and foe alike and explore! Welcome to Nefastus Lupata Academy!


    School Features
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    +Naturally, being a school, MLA does have a number of classes for students to attend whenever they desire. However, unless instructed otherwise, none of these classes are mandatory. Really, NLA is more of an embassy for multiple species to be able to live out of hiding and meet other supernatural beings, really
    +The Scholarship is a tradition at NLA, and has been in effect since it's establishment, records say. The Scholarship comes in the form of a black letter written in platinum ink. These letters are sent out to 13 random humans every semester, whether they are aware of the supernatural or completely unsuspecting. Should they agree to the invitation to come to this mysterious academy of prestige, they will be escorted onto campus, by whatever supernatural means the current staff decides to retrieve them with. This keeps humans, who are otherwise typically fairly supernaturally inept, in the school population.
    +The school is under new management, with the arrival of Headmaster Root
    +This year, a new store has opened up on the second floor. Cloud Cuckoo sells a wide assortment of magical wears, mostly for the convenience of living at the academy. Translators, disguising amulets, magical maps and many other enchanted and occasionally cursed items can be bought there.
    +The Academy has 5 floors, which include classrooms, an enormous library with millions of books of all kinds, a infirmary, 2 pools, 8 different gardens, a ice cream stand, a bar, a movie theater, a gymnasium, a cafeteria, and many other useful and/or bizarre facilities. Also, there are 300 dorm rooms, located on floors 3, 4 and 5 of the West Wing. Your dorm room is randomly assigned to you upon arriving at the school and getting your NLA starter kit. All dorms are built for 2 and are co-ed. Only staff members get to choose if they want a roommate and who they want to share a dorm with.
    +The school grounds are enchanted, so if you stand out in the yard you will not feel the campus moving. The grounds are susceptible to whatever weather the school is caught in, however. The inside of the academy is always unaffected.
    +The school will very often change locations, and from time to time, it will stop and just float over one particular place. During this time, students and staff are welcome to explore the earth below, as long as they can get back into the school alright.


    About Us
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    Welcome to the return of Nefastus Lupata Academy, the Iwaku Roleplay installment of the extraordinary Tenshi Jigoku Academy series. My name is Cheshire, though you can call me....pretty much whatever suits you. My username varies even more than my actual name, so I'm sure I'll be called all sorts of stuff. You can also refer to me by whatever pronouns you wish, but I typically prefer "It", "they"....gender neutral stuff like that. As I'm sure you've already figured out, I am the GM of this fine establishment, accompanied by my Co-GMs, Pino and Kaga, and the many veteran members that will be rejoining us.

    So a little info about this particular RP; We started on RPGuild, but immigrated here after it crashed, because frankly it was kind of saddening that we had lost all our history and the new site design kind of blows. We decided to start of fresh, and so, in a way, the current installment of TJA is an AU to the old TJAs. What does that mean? It means while we will have characters returning from the old threads, for many this will be a fresh start, and it will make it easy for new players to get involved with the story!

    Now, we're all adults here, or at the very least we can act like them. TJA has always been a pretty mature RP....and by that I don't mean it's a sex RP. Sex scenes still have to go into PMs. However, we do allow things like swearing, fanservice, dark subject matters, violence and gore, etc. Some of the things in this RP can be triggering to some, so I wouldn't recommend jumping on board unless you can handle some adult themes. So, as long as your CS is acceptable, feel free to get as real and raunchy as you want, but do remember once the shaft is hoisted, it's time to take it elsewhere.

    In conclusion, prepare to expect a little bit of everything in our RP. And feel free to use the OOC as a member lounge of sorts, as we're the type to just hang out together while we're waiting for a post. As long as you can type well, have an original character and seem to be able to bring something to the story, you'll be welcome to the TJA/NLA family/guild/whatever. And if you have any questions or want help with anything, and I do mean just about anything, don't be shy and feel free to PM me!


    Rules
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    +Unless you are a returning character, your CS must be approved by the GM or one of the Co-GMs before you can enter the IC
    +You can ask to make a staff member, as long as the position you ask for is not taken. There are certain jobs that have multiple positions open, such as maids, chefs, nurses, etc.
    +Sex must be kept in PMs
    +Usually the player gets to decide when a character gets killed, but if you powerplay or godmod, your character's life is forfeit
    +Don't post OOC in the IC. We have an OOC for a reason
    +No more than 4 characters when you start. If you stay in the RP for 3 weeks, you can have up to 6. If you've been here for 6 weeks, you may have 8.
    +You must follow the guidelines of an already used race as according to the race's ambassador and/or race sheet. If you are the first to use that race or come up with your own race, you become the ambassador of that race and will have to fill out a race sheet yourself eventually
    +Original Characters only. I will not accept characters from animes, shows, movies, etc.. I will allow OCs based on classic literature and spin offs, however.
    +No self inserts, please.
    +While collateral damage is to be expected, you cannot destroy the entire school.
    +If you break a rule or cause trouble for the other members you will be added to the banned list.


    Character Sheet
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    (If you don't use this format, your character will not be accepted)


    Name:
    Age: (Actual age mandatory, appearance age optional)
    Sex: (Biological, optional)
    Gender: (Identity)
    Position: (Staff Only)
    Class: (Optional)
    Race:
    Appearance: (Drawn image plz, description is okay as long as it is temporary. Ask me for help if you can't find one)
    Personality:
    History:
    Other:

    Races
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    Angel - Rain
    Anthro - Cheshire
    Eldritch Abomination - Cheshire
    God - Kaga
    Jeai'Jahn - Smudge
    Microz - Kaga
    Neko
    Nenrei
    Nekomata - Yami
    Observer - Pino
    Reaper
    Rhornaqubh - Pino
    Silver - Kaga
    Tengu - Yami
    Vampire
    Witch
    Zalthar - Alyx


    Rooms
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    300 Bhalhaelo & Valerie
    318 Snow & Riyako
    320 Bram
    398 Fiona
    399 Nox & Eri
    400 Lewis & Seth
    401 Ki & Rin
    402 Joel & Aeolus
    429 Orion & Mona
    468 Deah
    470 Leay Fan & Neptune
    481 Moon
    554 Jake
    555 Ex & Katsuruga
    556 Root & Chester
    557 Locke & Aiace
    570 Niniane & Aria
    578 Jason & Zix


    I will update this OP as I think of other necessary information and records that need to be placed. I will include a link to the IC when I put it up.

    But right now I am hungry and tired. So there.​
     
    #1 Cheshire, May 29, 2014
    Last edited: Nov 10, 2014
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  2. CHESHIRE IS NO LONGER ACTIVE IN THIS RP, AND I AM GM. PLEASE REFER TO THIS POST FOR IMPERMANENT THINGS LIKE CHARACTER LISTS AND ROOM ARRANGEMENTS.
    Thank you.


    And remember, the posting accountability sheet is your friend.


    Races:
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    Angel - Rain
    Anthro - Cheshire
    Code Walker - Kaga
    Eldritch Abomination - Cheshire
    God - Kaga
    Jeai'Jahn - Smudge
    Microz - Kaga
    Neko
    Nenrei
    Nekomata - Yami
    Observer - Pino
    Reaper
    Rhornaqubh - Pino
    Silver - Kaga
    Tengu - Yami
    Unicorn - Smudge
    Vampire
    Witch
    Zalthar - Alyx


    Rooms:
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    300 Bhalhaelo & Valerie
    318 Moon & Riyako
    346 Noel & Niko
    398 Fiona
    399 Nox & Eri
    400 Lewis & Seth
    401 Ki & Rin
    402 Bram & Aeolus
    429 Orion & Deah
    470 Leay Fan & Neptune
    531 Leru & Tavorth
    554 Jake
    555 Ex & Katsuruga
    556 Root & Chester
    557 Locke & Aiace
    570 Niniane & Aria
    578 Jason & Zix

    Characters:
    Aeolus (Kaga)
    Aiace (Yami)
    Aria (Luna)
    Bram (Phantom Zero)
    Cookie (Kaga)
    Deah (Gamer)
    Era (Rain)
    Eri (Gamer)
    Ex (Kaga)
    Jared (Kaga)
    Katsuraga (Yami)
    Ki (MoonTeller)
    Leru (Kuroku)
    Lewis (Phantom Zero)
    Moon (Kaga)
    Neptune (Phantom Zero)
    Niko (Gamer)
    Niniane (Kaga)
    Noel (Kuroku)
    Orion (Kaga)
    Riyako (Gamer)
    Seth (MoonTeller)
    Tavorth (Gwazi)
    Yuuna (Nocturnia)

    NPC’s:
    Bhalhealo
    Chester
    Fiona
    Jake
    Joel
    Leay
    Leon
    Locke
    Mona
    Nox Nirvanna
    Rin
    Samuel
    Snow
    Syrina
    Valerie
     
    #2 Kagayours, May 29, 2014
    Last edited: Apr 16, 2015
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  3. CHARACTERS

    Cheshire
    Nox (open)

    Name: Nox Nirvana
    Age: 16

    Gender: Female

    Class: Necromancer

    Race: Unknown

    Appearance: She has full shoulder length white hair with golden blonde bangs, big light blue eyes and very pale skin. She's very petite, flat-chested and standing in at 5'1". Basically she's a loli. Tattoos of runes, sigils and religious icons are scattered all over her body. She dresses mostly in gothic and gothic lolita attire, always including some sort of fingerless gloves. Her fingers have been cut off and replaced with bones, which she uses her necromancing to move. (Working on drawing her image)

    Personality: While her morbid fascinations may make her somewhat of an oddity, Nox is an incredibly cheerful and friendly girl. She is quite naive and often clueless, and while she may seem plain dimwitted at times, she does know more than she lets on. Yet still, she is quite innocent, finding joy in just about everything and eager to befriend everyone she meets. Having lived in a graveyard her whole life, it should be no surprise she has a penchant for the deceased. Things such as corpses and death do not phase her, in fact, she doesn't get scared very easily at all. She's rarely ever sad, and it's even more rare to find her angered, as her smile never seems to fade. She harbors a great adoration for anything cute, though her definition of cute seems to cover a wide array of things, many of which any sane person would find repulsive or terrifying. While on the surface, she may seem childish, Nox has shown the ability to be quite mature and understanding, and she is incredibly accepting of others, regardless of what they are or what they've done. She is very affectionate towards her friends, though perhaps a bit clingy and awkward as well, since she doesn't have much experience being around people. She adores her father, Nihil, and is always respectful and caring towards him.

    History: Taken in when she was just an infant, Nox grew up on her adopted father, Nihil's, cemetery. Fortunately for her, her father was already quite familiar with the world of the supernatural, so he was prepared when Nox started showing some inhuman traits as she grew up. Although Nox was isolated and never had any contact with children her own age on the cemetery, she did get to travel on occasion during her father's business trips, and it was on one of these expeditions Nox discovered necromancy. It didn't take much convincing to have Nihil allow her to study in the practice, and though she was mostly self taught, she had a little help now and again from her father's more magically-inclined acquaintances. To further help her manage her powers and further her studies in dark magic, and to ensure she was safe from the shady behind-the-scenes business her father had gotten involved with, she had more and more relics tattooed and branded onto her, and she was subject to a number of rituals which included having her fingers chopped off. Although the process was painful, Nox trusted the mad man that had raised her, and while her body still bares these marks and seals, she has become quite powerful because of it, if perhaps a bit off as well. Years passed and Nihil eventually applied at a renowned magical school known as Nefastus Lupata Academy as their on-site undertaker, taking his young daughter along with him to get enrolled. Nox was eager to attend, and somehow managed to survive her first year with just a few cuts and bruises. She has returned for a second year, to see old friends, make plenty of new ones and go on whatever crazy adventures the Academy may have in store this year!

    Other:

    +While Necromancy is Nox's forte, she does know other dark magicks, such as hemomancy and mystic runes

    +She's always covering her hands, only allowing her skeletal fingers to be exposed

    Locke (open)
    Name: Locke Foxtail
    Age: 16
    Sex: Male
    Gender: Bigender
    Race: Silver (Fox/Wolf Anthro)
    Appearance: Locke has black hair with teal highlights. He has bright, yellow wolf-like eyes, stands at 5'7" and has very fair skin. His figure is athletic, yet feminine, and with a bit of make-up he can easily transition between looking like a handsome young man to a beautiful young woman. He has fox ears and a tail that have been dyed to match his hair. His true form has dark brown fur and more fox-like features.
    Personality: Though it is difficult to see at first, Locke is a very cold and remorseless individual. He holds vanity, power and sex above all else, even above the lives of those around him. Locke must always keep up appearances, which is only to say he must be fashionable and looking his best at all times, whether he's taking on a masculine appearance or a feminine one. He is quite flamboyantly flirtatious, often trying - and more often than not, succeeding - to charm anyone who manages to catch his eye, regardless of their relationship status or sexuality. And he doesn't mind at all flaunting his promiscuity; he simply considers it proof of his irresistibleness and sexual superiority. He is very demanding and dominating, being incredibly callous towards "commoners" until they can prove some sort of worth. He is also a fierce fighter, especially after having gained his silver blood from a certain unsuspecting coyote. Locke has somewhat of a temper, and is especially ruthless if he has a vendetta out for you....no matter how petty his reasoning is. However, while there's no denying Locke is an unstable power-hungry psychopath, he does have a side of loyalty, should you actually somehow manage to stay in his good graces long enough for him to consider you a friend, but very few have managed to actually make it past all the mercilessness and ego to gain Locke's rare affection, and most of those few are dead.
    History: Locke grew up in a small village of anthros disguised as humans, or at the very least kemonomimi, an ability granted to them by a mysterious and internationally known magical sales man simply known as the Merchant. Locke grew up under the vicious influence of his mother, Plethora, who constantly and sometimes violently reminded him of the importance of reputation, and gaining status through fear and might. As long as he maintained the intimidating image his mother enforced, he was allowed to do as he pleased, which allowed Locke to begin exploring his sexuality at a very young age. For an number of years he simply using others or at the very least keeping them under his thumb, until he met Flare, River and Momo, who became his closest friends. Momo unfortunately died at a rather young age, and year later River left town to attend a floating Academy for supernatural beings like himself. It didn't take very long for Locke to follow, wanting not only to check on his dear friend, but also finally get a chance to reach outside his quaint little village and test his abilities. He ended up liking the school so much, he decided to become a student there himself, quickly making quite the name for himself. He is very well known around school both as a flirt and one not to be trifled with. Locke got a painful dose of reality that hit him where he was vulnerable when disaster stuck - as it often does on academy grounds - and Locke found River brutally murdered. In a blind rage, he stabbed the silver that had been accompanying him and drank his blood, hurling himself at the enemy in a wild fury, nearly dying himself in the process. His newfound powers made him as dangerous as ever, since not only did he begin training with one of the school's combat experts, but he remained incredibly reckless, too overconfident that he would win every battle to be careful not to shed too much blood, something the other silvers he now hangs around with regularly worry about.
    Other:

    +Locke's weapon of choice is typically a knife or dagger, but he's got a fair array of weapons at his disposal, and almost has his own hammerspace, considering how impossibly good he is at pulling said weapons out of thin air.

    +He hates gargoyles and is entirely intolerant of them.

    +He denies his wolf heritage, due to his poor relationship with his shameful father, Sly.

    Chester (open)
    Name: Chester
    Age: Looks about 14, is actually countless years old
    Sex: Male
    Gender: Male, usually
    Position: History Teacher
    Class: King
    Race: Eldritch Abomination
    Appearance: Chester can change his form at will, and the form he has chosen to take is that of a young teenage boy. In this form, he has big violet eyes, and a fair, petite complexion, standing in at about 5'0".
    Personality: Chester is typically pretty carefree, at least when it comes to the matters of mortals. He is not terribly savvy with the way humans and beings of Earth act, and can come off as clueless and culturally inept, but despite this Chester is actually extremely intelligent. Still striving to regain his omnipotence, Chester is on a constant pursuit of knowledge, continuously keeping himself busy with films, music, books, something new to add to his infinite knowledge. While he may show nonchalant indifference or purely unattached fascination towards the matters of the people of Earth, when it comes to his own kind, those whose origin can be traced back to the Void, his regality begins to show itself. As a King he is just and fair, both able to keep the abominations of his kingdom in line and always looking out for the protection and prosperity of his people. He has very strong family values, but other than his duty to his kin and subjects, he tries to remain a neutral party, even though he does have a certain distain for most god tier beings. Otherwise, he has a good sense of humor, and is pretty open-minded, associating with beings of any alliance, so long as they don't seem like much of a threat to his kind.
    History: Chester was born human, a long, long, long time ago, in another universe. Sometime after his older brother had ascended to Godhood, he got in an aggressive dispute with his older sibling, which ended with his brother's newfound powers transforming him, physically and mentally, into an abomination, the likes of which the world had never seen before. Chester was exiled to the edges of the universes, in an untouched part of space that was pure nothingness. He went mad, terribly, dreadfully mad. Then he became sane, terribly, dreadfully sane. After a few hundred years of getting used to his new, vile form, Chester began testing his abilities. His mental capacity had increased to unimaginable heights, allowing he nearly complete understanding of the universe. He learned control, of his mind, of his new body. And then he learned how to create. He was no god; he could not create anything he desired, and he could not access control of anything outside his realm. But he was the first and only true abomination of the cosmos, and with time, he found he could create more, just as indescribably unnatural and deformed as himself. The first made in his image were known as the Elder Ones, and they made their home in the kingdom of nothingness they called the Void. He was seen as their father, their king and their god.

    Then, 10,000 years ago, something happened to trap him in Oblivion. Oblivion was a place of less than nothing. It was pure blackness, constantly eating away at existence itself. He spent what felt like forever fighting endlessly just to not disappear. And even when he escaped, thousands of years later, he still had not regained all the pieces of himself. He traveled from star to star, planet to planet, a lost fragment of what the great king once was.

    How he regained his might and memory is knowledge shared by only a privileged few, and even now he's still much weaker than he was before his time spent trapped in Oblivion. He has come to the Academy to study the wide array of beings who dwell there, and to keep a close and cautious eye on the more powerful figures hidden in their ranks.

    Other:

    +Chester was just the name he has most recently taken up. His true name cannot be heard by anyone of lower standing than one of his Elder Ones, lest they be subject to a painfully forced decent into lunacy. His original name, from back when he was human, is only known by himself and his brother.

    Rin (open)
    Name: Rin
    Age: 21, died at age 13
    Sex: Cisgendered
    Gender: Female
    Class: Lich
    Race: Zombie
    Appearance: Rin is a petite girl, standing in at only 5"1'. Her skin has a range of pigments, as she is sewn up in patches, and varies from an off white to a bruised purple. Her eyes are typically teal, but can change to pitch black with glowing fuchsia pupils. Her hair is fuchsia, and is tied up in two long, wild pigtails decorated with bows. She typically wears dress clothes that are dirty and torn to match her undead appearance.
    Personality: Rin's mentality regularly borders insanity. While most may perceive her as an evil being, her alliance is actually rather neutral, as she doesn't care much of what she does or who gets hurt, as long as she is entertained. Typically she is malicious and twisted, though she does have an innocence and playful side since she never truly had the chance to grow up, but it seldom shows itself. She is prone to sudden fits of rage, and cannot seem to help but be overcome with emotion, be it anger, sadness, excitement, etc..
    History: Rin was born and raised in a Coven of Witches that is scattered about Asia. She grew up in rural Japan with her mother, and was brought to gatherings held by the Coven's local chapter from the time she could walk. She took to preforming magic and dark rituals like a natural, and by the time she was 8 started mastering spells and rites advanced for her young age. As time went on, her powers only grew and grew, and she was valued by the entire Coven as a prodigy.

    When she turned 13, she and a few other young representatives of the Coven were sent all over the world. Unfortunately, while the 5 girls were at the end of their journey, they were discovered by officers of a supernatural Serpent Society. The snakes, led by General Simon Blake, had tracked down the girls to bring them back to their underground city and use their rumored powers to aid protection and defenses of the city. Without hesitation, the girls put up a fight, and were verily underestimated by the cold-blooded soldiers. However, once the General realized what he was up against, he pulled out all the stops. While the Witches were far more powerful, they were outnumbered, and after the first witch fell, they fled, not wanting to fall into the hands of the adversary. General Blake saw that Rin was among the strongest of the Witches, and ordered all his remaining men on her. While her sisters escaped, Rin was restrained, and beaten unconscious for good measure before she was dragged off to the snake's city.

    The snakes were not merciless; they hurriedly took her away from Blake and his men and treated her. She was put in livable conditions, where of course she was not allowed to leave until she was finished helping the city and it's people, but still, while she was certainly being kidnapped, the city officials never intended for any harm to come of the young witch. But Blake had other plans. He discreetly took Rin from her cell, night after night, and forcefully demanded she use her abilities to aid him in his revenge against the man who murdered his wife and unborn child. Even once she complied, after having been violently persuaded, even with her mastery of the dark arts there was nothing she could do. Surprisingly, she couldn't even locate the souls of Blake's deceased loved ones, but Blake only cared about results, and when Rin proved to be useless, he brutally tortured her. It went on for weeks, until finally, in an especially violent fit of rage, he finally ended her, though it was slow and gruesome. He tossed her body out on the streets above, telling the authorities of the Serpent Society that she had escaped, though many knew better.

    The Coven was able to locate Rin and her fellow witch. Because of how treasured and respected the girls had been to their Coven, many of the witches were so enraged and in mourning that they organized a mass to conduct a forbidden ritual of epic proportions. Normal necromancy would not suffice; they needed hell to rain down on the murderous serpents. And this weapon of vengeance formed in Rin, as she was bound back into her rotting body, and had all her magical ability returned and then some, as well as a monstrous instinctive drive to wipe Simon and his snakes off the map. Overflowing with the power of dark forces summoned by her Coven, she stormed through the society of snakes, maiming, tearing, obliterating anyone who had the misfortune of getting in her way until she managed to track down Simon. By then she had killed off more than half of the city's residents, but she did not allow Simon to simply die knowing he had brought death to his people. First she played with him a bit, being thorough to make sure he suffered, just as she had, before she finally summoned all the hellish forces that had brought her back from the grave onto him.

    Well all was said and done, Rin did not know where to go. She remained animated, as long as she held on to her phylactery. She thought it best she report back to the Coven, to bring news of her triumph over death and her murderer. However, she was unable to find them before she ran into Ex, the God of Mischief. Having heard of her deeds, Ex thought she would make a fun little minion, and when he couldn't take no for an answer, he wasted no time tricking Rin to hand over her phylactery. Of course, as long as he held on to it, Rin had no choice but to stick with Ex, though she has loathed every minute of it ever since.
    Other:

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    Zix (open)
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    Name:
    Zx'Vedaki, or Zix

    Age:
    156

    Sex:
    Hermaphrodite

    Gender:
    Female

    Class:
    Magnificent

    Race:
    Observer, Blue-blooded

    Personality:
    Zix is a jackass. She's rude, nosy, and has no qualms with throwing all sorts of wrenches in the plans of others if it seems like it will prove to be humorous in the end. Being an Observer, she makes liberal use of her command over teleportation to make moving around much easier, and will sometimes use her vortexes as portable seats to further indulge in her laziness. Overall, she isn't the most pleasant person to be around, even with her excess of knowledge and skill with machinery. Rather... her overconfidence in these fields may make her even worse.

    When it comes to people that can make it past her abrasive outer layer, she can be somewhat less of an irritant. Somewhat. She still flaunts an ego larger than the sun itself, but less aggressively.

    History:
    Zix was born a blueblood late into the history of the Observer race, some time before the hero Abigor turned on her own people. She was always a very inquisitive, if somewhat cowardly child, constantly hanging around with the soldiers of Root's Sanctum and making a name for herself among them. She endeared herself to most, acting as the force's little assistant and getting them things they asked for, such as snacks, light equipment, or even delivering messages. This all came to an end one year -- the year when Abigor turned on the rest of the soldiers and vanished. Zix was scared away from them after witnessing such bloodshed, and instead spent time with her mother.

    This was a mistake. Zix was callously used by her mother as a test subject for her experiments, and ended up with an extensively modified body that she never did feel quite at home inside of. After her mother's death, Zix took up her research in hopes of finding a way to return her body to normal... unfortunately, she gave up after three years of tests and searching, instead continuing on to do her own experiments and research as the official Sanctum researcher.

    Other:

    Bhalhaelo (open)
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    Name:
    Bhalhaelo

    Age:
    96

    Sex:
    Hermaphrodite

    Gender:
    Female

    Class:
    THE BEST

    Race:
    Rhornaqubh(?)

    Personality:
    Equal parts malicious and childish, Bhalhaelo is a study in what the extremely prolonged effects of foreign oxygen on the Rhornaqubh body can eventually do. She has since overcome most of the negative hits to her sanity, but still has a few lapses every so often when certain triggers present themselves. She isn't outwardly violent with strangers, however. In fact, she mostly avoids conflict until properly provoked, at which point she'll fight with everything she's got.

    History:
    At one point, Bhalhaelo was a normal Rhornaqubh like any other, a simple Dhathuani class citizen. That changed one day during a visit to the third dimension, to attend classes at TJA. Her mask was broken in a chaotic flurry of activity, and she began to change. She lashed out at anyone she came across, and even ate one student and fused with them for quite a while. She lost more and more of her grip on reality the longer she was exposed to third dimension oxygen, until she... well, she more or less went so insane that she lapsed back around to sanity. Nonsensical, yes.

    Other:

    Root (open)
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    Name:
    Rt'Amaq Yuteq, or Root

    Age:
    Old as fucking dirt

    Sex:
    Female

    Gender:
    Female

    Class:
    Headmaster

    Race:
    Observer, Pink-blooded


    Personality:
    Science is beyond being an interest for this Observer. Root is extremely inquisitive, wanting to learn every single fact there is in the universe. Perhaps this is why she created the Observers as they are, a race of people seeking to learn about everything around them.

    History:
    See Observers page on wiki.

    Other:


    Kaga-Kun
    Niniane (open)

    Name: Niniane

    Age: Actual age – She’s been alive since TJA first opened, though she’s only been awake for 2 weeks; Apparent age – 13 years

    Sex: Female

    Gender: Female

    Race: Microz

    Appearance:
    [​IMG]

    Personality: Niniane is curious and often very naïve, as to be expected from someone so young. She usually isn’t very expressive, often flatly stating how she feels instead of showing it on her face or in her voice. Also, because she isn’t very used to her microz powers and the immense amount of information she has on each person she meets, she tends to ramble about people somewhat uncontrollably, spilling information about people with almost no filter – not that she means any harm, of course. As a microz, she’s always trying to make the students at TJA happy, even if she’s not very good at that due to her limited experience.

    History: Niniane came into being due to the existence of TJA; the presence of so many creatures in one place proved enough to summon a microz, with mythical creatures as their subject. However, she remained dormant for most of her life, sleeping deeply just beneath the school, until finally there were just enough students present for her to awake. She awoke to find that she had no idea who she was, though she knew everything about everyone else, for reasons she did not know. She spent her time awake learning the basics about herself, such as the way emotions affected her, and discovering some of her powers. However, she is still very young and hasn’t learned much. In fact, she hasn’t even discovered the full breadth of her microz abilities.

    Moon (open)
    Name: Moon

    Age: 19

    Sex: Male

    Gender: Male

    Race: Silver (wolf)

    Appearance:
    Human form
    True form

    Personality: Moon is rather stoic most of the time, and he doesn’t really have many close friends. But just because he’s a lone wolf, that doesn’t mean he’s unkind. In fact, he has a strong sense of justice, and often won’t hesitate to help individuals in need, and the thought of harming innocent creatures sickens him. He does hold a grudge against humans, though, making them one of the only creatures he might think twice about before helping. Additionally, he’s rather closed-off about his silver blood – even moreso than the average silver – as he’s afraid of the consequences of it falling into evil hands. As a result, he tends to worry about the tiniest cuts, lapping up any blood that happens to spill out of him.

    History: Like most silvers, Moon began as an ordinary wild animal. Somewhat unusually, however, he became silver when he was only a wolf pup. Though he never knew where exactly his powers came from, he didn’t really care too much – playfully experimenting with his new abilities for much of his young life. Unfortunately, though, this got him and his pack into trouble. Humans occasionally caught glimpses of flying or teleporting, turning him into somewhat of an urban legend. Before long, the hunting began. It became a game amongst local hunters – be one to catch the flying wolf. And since trauma and lack of sufficient experience kept Moon from using his powers well enough to help them, the hunting exterminated Moon’s entire pack – all but himself.

    This hardened Moon and turned him into the justice-conscious individual he is today. After that, he used his powers more sparingly, living by a set of self-imposed rules such as “no sharing your powers with anyone” and “no using your powers for hunting”. What he did occasionally use his powers for, though, was to help other animals caught in dangerous situations because of humans, understanding their plight. Once, he rescued a young songbird – too young to fly – from a man-made forest fire. That bird, later named Goldie, became his traveling companion (and closest friend) for years to come, still with him today.

    He eventually came across TJA during his travels, which was surprisingly mostly void of the scent of humans. He entered out of curiosity, finding somewhat of a new life there. And while he’s been there for a little while already, he’s still rather unfamiliar with life outside the wild, and often acts rather awkwardly in human (so to speak) society.

    Other: Having lived in the wild most of his life, he’s only recently discovered human food – and the strong flavors are sometimes enough to make him lose his mind. The tastes of many foods (particularly anything high in sugar) often make him wild for more. And after nearly attacking people over Monster – one of the first human foods he ever had – the mere word is enough to make him perk his ears.

    Orion (open)
    Name: Orion

    Age: Apparent – 19; Actual – 12

    Sex: Male

    Gender: Male

    Race: Silver (coyote)

    Appearance:
    Human form
    True form

    Personality: Orion is promiscuous and flirtatious, always eager to land an attractive female. Not that he’s looking for a long-term mate, though, just a fun night. In fact, sex and survival are two of the only things he seems to care much about. That’s not to say he still thinks like an animal, though – he’s just kind of an asshole. Focused on his own pleasures, he has a tendency to be a bit self-centered, as well as a bit aggressive whenever he feels threatened or really just annoyed. Additionally, he’s grown very used to using his powers to make life easier, leaving him with no real sense of responsibility or work ethic. Additionally, he can also be a smart-mouth at times, as well as a tad sexist.

    History: Orion’s life as a silver began once he was already a full-grown coyote, when he picked a fight with a wolf who happened to be Moon. Moon at this point was extremely reserved in the use of his powers, and so he didn’t protect his blood to the best of his ability, allowing Orion to sneak a taste as he bit him. Moon was terribly upset with himself, perhaps letting a lot of that anger out on Orion as he hardly let the coyote out of his sight in the following days, trying to keep him from using his powers and lecture him on the importance of keeping them hidden. Orion wasn’t easy to convince, though, and he soon managed to use his newfound abilities to evade the wolf and start living his own life.

    It wasn’t long before his curiosity led him out of the wild and into the world of the humans. He took on human form and, as he entered human society while his intellect was still expanding, he adapted quickly, learning how to survive and thrive while blending in perfectly as a human. Of course, the bland, mundane life of the average human wasn’t for him, and so he spent the next few years enjoying the night life of human cities, seducing women, and surviving on petty theft for the money he needed to get around. And unlike Moon, he certainly wasn’t above using his powers to cheat at the game of life.

    He saw TJA as a new place to have fun after he’d started to get bored with humans, though the academy proved to be a bit more than the walk in the park human cities were. While there, the danger, insane situations and crazy women he ran into almost made him miss when life was easy, though not enough to leave. If nothing else, it’s nice to not feel like he can’t ever spend the night with a woman due to fear of transforming during the night.

    Ex (open)
    Name: Ex

    Age: Apparent – 19; Actual – 25

    Sex: Male

    Gender: Male

    Race: God

    Appearance:
    Human form: Ordinarily Ex takes on the appearance of a late teenage human with a lean build, pale skin like that of a gamer, messy, purple, anime-like hair, and bright, violet eyes. Well, his right eye is evidently a bright violet like that, but his left eye is always covered by a purple entity that looks somewhat like an aura sphere or a fireball (think of Black Rock Shooter for a good visual example). Said “glow-eye” fluctuates in brightness, size and intensity mostly depending on when he’s exercising his powers, and subtly by mood. When he’s calm, it’s not much bigger than his eye itself. When he’s angry or particularly giddy, it tends to flare up a bit. And when he’s doing a lot with his powers, it can almost look as if there’s a basketball-sized comet attached to his head. In terms of apparel, Ex most typically wears a purple, sleeveless shirt, black pants, and purple canvas sneakers. (Subject to change depending on what I decide to do for an image.)

    Wolf form: Whenever Ex’s more wrathful side comes out, he tends to transform into a giant black wolf, about as tall as a small building, with his glow-eye illuminating the left side of much of his face and upper torso.

    Dalek form: Sometimes he likes “dressing up” as a humanoid Dalek. This is mostly a joke thing and I have no idea if it’s worth elaborating on.

    (Note: I’ll probably move the stuff about his glow-eye to “other” once I add some images.)

    Personality: Ex is, simply put, a troll. He’s completely apathetic to the plights of others, incapable of feeling sympathy, and treats everything in the world around him as a source of entertainment. As a result, he often comes across as a sadist, causing others to suffer to entertain him. Additionally, he’s also quite a genius, as the suffering he causes others usually happens as a result of large, elaborate “games” he likes to play, in which he usually manipulates people and controls their lives, stirring up all kinds of trouble to get a laugh.

    Speaking of his games, he can be quite a man-child when he doesn’t get his way. A sore loser and an extremely powerful entity, he hates being bested, and can snap into what is almost a completely different personality when his plans are interrupted – changing from a playful troll into a wrathful deity. His tantrums are best avoided.

    History: The furthest reaches of Ex’s history are rather obscured, though it’s probably safe to assume that he got his start as some sort of internet troll – and apparently a damn good one, as he became the God of Mischief at a rather young age. When the position of God of Mischief became vacant, the remaining existing gods chose him to ascend to godhood and become his replacement – though it’s possible that was just their joke on the universe.

    Regardless of their reasoning, it was that gift of power that made Ex into the crazed individual he is today. First, he brought trolling to a whole new level, learning how to physically appear next to people whom he contacted online, even experimenting with crawling right out of people’s monitors, and other bizarre and freaky tricks. But that was just Ex as a child, though. As he matured, his pranks became more complex – one of his best feats being an MMO game that he could pull people’s souls into. He spent years inside that game, closing himself off from the rest of the world becoming obsessed with it as his greatest achievement and top source of entertainment, until the site fell apart for unknown reasons. Once he was able to move on, he decided to victimize TJA next, and poke around to see what fun could be had and what havoc could be wreaked there.

    Other:
    -His iconic color is purple.
    -His iconic animal is a wolf.
    -Ex doesn’t really do “friends”, but he sometimes has a few “associates” which he likes to use to do his bidding.
    -He loves coming up with demeaning nicknames for those under him, or really anyone he interacts with on a regular basis.
    -Being a relatively young god, there’s quite a generational gap between him and most of the other deities. For example, he’s the only god to grow up during the age of video games and the internet.
    -He has a variety of “pets” which serve a variety of purposes – including a vicious attack bunny named Wai, a tentacle monster named Mr. Hentai, and a variety of winged wolves – all of which may be summoned whenever he wishes.
    -Extremely computer-savvy and a great programmer.

    Aeolus (open)
    Name: Aeolus Epimetheus

    Age: 14

    Gender: Male

    Race: Human

    Personality: To some, Aeolus can come off as somewhat of an introvert, seeming far more interested in the box he carries around than any other person that walks his way. In actuality, however, he’s quite friendly once you can get into a conversation with him, even if the things he talks about may seem a little insane to the average human being (but hopefully not to the average NLA student). He’s also extremely loyal to any friends he grows close to, and almost completely without judgment of others; the friends he makes can be anyone or anything and he’d think nothing of it. Also, like most members of his family, he walks through life with a very strong sense of curiosity, often letting that curiosity lead him to bad situations without thinking.

    History: The beginning of Aeolus’ history can be traced back to long before his actual birth. You see, Aeolus’ life and destiny is shaped by his ancestry, and that ancestry, traced back to its furthest possible point, began with a woman named Pandora; the Pandora well-known for the myth of “Pandora’s box”. As many know, Pandora’s curiosity led her to open a box that contained everything evil, which then spilled out into the world when she opened it. However, the story of the box does not end there. The hope that was said to be left inside was what made the box worth hanging onto. Pandora kept the box long after the incident, and, as she married and had kids, the box wound up being passed down through the generations as a precious family heirloom.

    Eventually, Aeolus was born, and, as he was a descendant of Pandora, he also received the box, and has owned it for as long as he can remember. Where the box came from and what his ancestry is are no secrets to him, nor were they ever, as they’ve also been things he’s known for as long as he can remember. He is also very much aware of where the box has been over all those years, and what it now contains as a result.

    You see, the box has a few magical properties, given its origins; one of which being that it is, bluntly put, bigger on the inside. The space inside is seemingly infinite; anything and everything could fit inside. Even objects that would appear far too wide to fit through the opening somehow slip through effortlessly. This property was discovered only a couple generations after its original ownership under Pandora and, as such, it has filled up considerably over the centuries. The family line, given their origins, always had a tendency to get involved in the supernatural, and a tendency to let their curiosity lead them to many interesting situations and places. As such, they met many interesting creatures, a large number of which were stored within the box to last for many more generations to come. The average box-owner would only obtain a few new creatures, at most, during their time of ownership, but that still added up very quickly over the generations. The end result? By the time Aeolus assumed ownership, the box was filled with an immense array of creatures; anything the imagination could think up was in that box.

    While the origin stories for most of the creatures were quickly lost to the ages, most of them have a certain fondness for each box-owner, implying that most of them were taken and kept in the box with consent rather than by force. In addition, the whole process is a bit more humane than it would first seem, since, while no family members ever fully understood what it’s like inside the box, having never stepped inside for fear that they might never be let back out, it was generally understood over the years that the creatures didn’t seem to interact with each other, as smaller creatures were never killed and/or eaten by bigger creatures inside the box, and the creatures didn’t seem to age or require feeding while inside, either, yet they still seemed conscious all the while. It was hard for them to understand, but it suited their needs, so they really didn’t need to.

    Since Aeolus’ mother gave him the box when he was very young, he’s grown up with it and all the creatures inside. Like all box-owners before him, he holds some control over all the creatures inside as a “master” of sorts, and, like all of them, he has his favorites and brings some out of the box more often than others. However, what he doesn’t have in common with all previous owners is that he feels a deep, companionate connection with many of the creatures. While some saw them as part of a “collection” or even just “monsters”, Aeolus saw them as beloved pets. He’s closer to some than others, but overall, he cares for them all deeply and respects every one of them, often bringing out certain creatures simply to be played with or to keep him company, and giving each one a name if it lacked one.

    While it was up to each mother in the family line to determine at what age she felt the box should be handed over, Aeolus’ mother thought that he should grow up with the creatures and the box, but realized her mistake as he grew older. It was harder for him to relate to the children he grew up with, becoming somewhat of an introvert as he preferred the creatures’ company to that of other humans. Not to mention, he kept the box much closer to him than the average previous owner, often carrying it with him on his person when he went to public places; somewhat worrying to his mother when she considered the possibility of the average human finding it and opening it out of curiosity, letting all hell break loose again.

    And so, when he grew old enough, his mother sent him to NLA; a place where, given how he was raised, he would be much more likely to fit in. Not to mention it was a school environment much more similar to what the family line was accustomed to.

    Appearance:
    [​IMG]

    Other:
    • Traditionally, Pandora’s box is given to the family’s oldest daughter, and continuously passed down through the mother’s side of the family, to uphold Pandora’s image. However, since Aeolus was an only child and a male one at that, he became one of the very few non-female owners of the box in his ancestry. This has led him to have a… less than stellar relationship with a few of the creatures, no matter how hard he tries to make them love him, since they are not used to having a male owner, and the negative return of emotions can range anywhere from indifference towards him to outright hostility.
    • Holy giant CS, Batman!

    YamiCuoreLaroux
    Aiace (open)
    Name: Aiace Roshiro Cavallero (pronounced Ah-ee-ah-tch-eh) He also goes by “Roshiro” sometimes.

    Age: 17/18-ish appearance-wise, but his actual age is 327 years.

    Sex: Male

    Gender: He really doesn’t care.

    Race: Nekomata

    Appearance: I’m redrawing it, but here’s the old picture for now. Hair is brown, fur is dark gray, eyes are dark green.
    Show Spoiler
    [​IMG]


    Personality: Aiace is a fairly sane character, if slightly odd by human standards. He has had plenty of time to adapt to a fairly human existence during his life, but still keeps in touch with his cat side very easily, often switching through his various cat/human forms at random when he does not have to maintain a façade around normal humans. He enjoys sleeping, and tends to take cat naps whenever he feels like it, wherever he feels like it. Like a lot of people expect their cats to do. This trait seems to carry over to his human façade as well, to the point where some have seen him as “borderline narcoleptic.” He’s not, he just enjoys his sleep.

    When he’s not sleeping, Aiace tends to have two modes: Normal mode, in which he acts fairly kind and polite, though a tad eccentric given the right triggers; and Curiosity mode, in which he gets easily excited and acts especially energetic, curious, and happy. This can be brought about through certain triggers as well, such as pom-poms, catnip, tassels, mice, and honey. (It may also be worth mentioning that he tends to talk less when he gets excited.) Catnip is a bit dangerous since high levels will bring out a sort of Armageddon Hyper Mode during which Aiace will gain incredible energy boosts for a few short minutes before completely crashing and becoming comatose for the next several hours/days. Mint will usually calm him down.


    History: Aiace has a little trouble remembering at times, but he thinks he was born as a neko. What he actually remembers is two versions of his past: One in which he was born as a cat and one in which he was born as a human. In both versions, he lived happily in a small town somewhere in Italy for several years with his family before they disappeared one day when he was still fairly young. He somehow survived on his own for a little while before being adopted as a cat by an elderly couple in Venice who he refers to only as Nonna and Nonno. They discovered his ability to shift between a cat and a mostly human form (basically still looking like a neko, though) but were surprisingly accepting of him and kept him as a part of their household, saying that they had always wanted either a grandson or a cat and that he was "the perfect package deal." He stayed with them for several years, getting a part time job to help out and hiding his ears with hats while keeping his tail wrapped around his waist (under his shirt) when out in public. After they passed on, Aiace lived by himself in Venice for several years. He was eventually discovered and shipped to Japan for studying, but escaped. Following his escape, he was taken in by a woman who left him with her sister and twin nieces after moving in with her fiancé. The twins loved him, and kept his secret even when they discovered his human form. They enlightened him on all the cat-based mythology they knew and decided that perhaps he had become a bakeneko , since he had stopped aging properly and could shift between forms. He also learned how to shift into a completely human appearance, but did not do it often at the insistence of the twins, who loved playing with his ears and tail “‘cause they're soft and fuzzy.” The mother eventually forced him out of their home after she caught him in his neko form while the trio was having a tea party, and was sadly not as accepting as his Nonna and Nonno were. He went through many cycles of adoption and abandonment after that, until he eventually found a way back to Italy. Having mastered a completely human form while living in Japan, he is much more successful at keeping others from finding out about his true identity now, although he still has accidents from time to time. He spent the rest of his life before learning about the academy moving around Italy and discovering his new powers as his tail split and he fully transformed into a nekomata.


    He arrives at Tenshi Jigoku Academy after he hears that there might be a lot of others like him there.


    Other: Aiace has a slight problem with eating dead bodies if nobody cleans them up within about an hour or two, but he can usually hold himself back for a while as long as he is not energy-starved. After eating a dead body, he can assume the form of whoever has been consumed. He has some abilities in necromancy, but he hasn’t used them very often in the past.


    Being a nekomata, he can eat practically anything. Seriously, anything. He tries not to eat non-food items, though, because a lot of them do not taste good to him. He also likes both sweet foods and spicy foods.

    Katsuruga (open)
    Name: Katsuruga Daiki

    Age: 273 (appears to be 18-19ish)

    Sex: Male

    Gender: Male

    Class: Daitengu

    Race: Tengu

    Appearance:
    Show Spoiler
    [​IMG]


    Hair is black, eyes are amber. He’s around 6’11” tall. Wings are also a very dark color.

    Personality: A quiet person, but by no means shy. He has no desire to get involved with anything he considers a waste of his time and isn’t afraid to walk away from people, but will gladly join in if he can find that he has something to gain from it. That being said, exactly what he hopes to gain can seem a tad random. He has some quirky habits that will likely show up later on.

    History: He has lived in the mountains for a lot of his life, and was actually considered to be pretty important in his clan. He is currently in the running to be the next clan leader, but has been sent on a journey to prove himself worthy of this title. Running against him are three other tengu who he has had a bit of a rivalry with his entire life. While one of them, Haruki, has enjoyed a more friendly rivalry with him throughout the years, the other two do not share as good a relationship with him. He came to TJA to develop his abilities and find a way to improve his chances against his rivals, which he believes he can do by studying the other students, as there is quite a wide variety of different powers present.

    Other: His nose is actually longer than shown in the image, but he doesn’t really like to let people see it like that, so he either hides it with magic or a mask.

    He also keeps a gourd and a fan with him to contain/channel a lot of his magic. Without them, he cannot perform more powerful magics, but he still has some abilities that can be used at a lower level.

    MoonTeller
    Seth (open)
    Name: Ssill but calls himself Seth (doesn't like others to know his name)
    Age: 43 years of age (young in terms or his race, Looks about 18)
    Sex: Ambiguas in his normal form. Male in his human.
    Gender: Differs depending on his mood.
    Class:
    Race:
    Zalthar-Zaltharian
    Appearance:

    No Hiders? D:
    [​IMG]
    [​IMG]
    Human Form=
    [​IMG]
    Personality: Fixing.

    History: Being on the few "New Generation" Zaltharians Seth never knew his parents. His whole life he was raised by another of his kind, an old and confusing lizard. He believed one day the world will fall into chaos and that "All of creation and destruction will come together in a great war leaving death and darkness over the world. Only the actions of a few could prevent such a fate." He trained Seth day and night, the things he taught him covered many different fields and scenarios, but it was all the same, he was teaching Ssill how to survive and how to defend in hopes that Seth could find a way to stop the war, or protect those who can.

    Seth quickly and carefully learned combat at a young age, how to wield swords and magic were his forte. Both of them gained many scars from their training but bore them valiantly, for years they kept like this, almost never seeing any other of there kind, and staying away from humanity as best they could.
    But one night they were attacked by some shadowy beings in the dark. The pair barely had time to reach each-other before the fighting began, Seth had only managed to push back one of the mysterious creatures when his mentor fell, the last words he managed were a feint order for Seth to flee... but the thought of losing his only family..... his only friend, prevented him from running.

    He stayed and fought for some time keeping the Monsters back, his stride never faltered even as his energy depleted from his body. By the time he realised it he made a mistake and slipped up, one of the dark beings stuck him from behind causing him to lose consciousness, he woke up a while later with long claw marks across the side of his face to show for the fight. Not knowing why he was still alive, what or even where the creatures came from Seth decided he needed to leave his home for the first time in his long life and seek out his fate, and try to discover what happened that mournful night.

    After burying his Guardians body and completing his peoples traditional send off Seth took to the road. For the longest time he avoided towns and cities just taking to the wilderness looking for a sign, until on his travels he was startled by a mysterious stranger who offered him something to hide his un-human appearance from those around him. Unsure what to think of this seemingly random offer he took it, the man in turn gave him a cracked yellow amulet before vanishing.

    Using this he was able to go into human settlement's unnoticed, and soon enough he heard rumours about a strange academy in the sky full of things that didn't belong, a sort of, refuge as it were. Seth immediately decided this was the sign he needed and found his way to the academy's location at the time. Managing to find it Seth suppressed his nausea and unease and entered the flying academy. Surprised at what he found Seth quickly checked in unpacked his bags.

    Even though his search was over, that day was the very beginning of the long journey ahead of him. And he was prepared for anything.

    Other: While in human form his eyes are vertical orange, and his tail still shows but is hidden under the cloak he always wears. Seth will always try to hide his true self from others, whether it be his biological race, his past, or even his favourite colour, this it to give him even the slightest advantage at surviving the unknown dangers that lie before him. On his person aside from his normal attire and equipment he carries with him a broken white amulet left behind from the things that killed his trainer hoping that by finding out it's origins could lead him back to the dark creatures.

    Ki (open)
    Name: Ki
    Age: 7-8 Years (Although he's unsure)
    Gender: Male
    Race: Silver (Red-Tailed Hawk)

    Personality: Ki is a very quiet individual whom rarely associates with any creature of just about any kind. He dislikes being alone, but is fearful to trust anyone, this creates the stalkeresqe lifestyle that he lives.

    History: Ki doesn't remember much of his past or how he got to be as unlucky as he was due to a severe head injury he sustained.
    The first thing he remembers was waking up in a pool of blood and feathers, the thing was the blood wasn't all red, some of it had the colour and lustre of silver. Ki never understood what happened to him or how he gained the cognitive ability he now possessed, he felt different, constrained, bounded by this new found knowledge.

    To the extent of death Ki has decided his only purpose was to discover what he was, why he could do what he could, and how he could be normal once more.

    The adventures and exploits of this one little bird were many, and his journey led him nowhere he wished to go. During his time he
    he travelled from his homeland in Canada to many other places in the world to try and find others like him and discover what, and why they are.

    Eventually he heard of a place full of non-human beings, a school that taught anyone there all manner of things. A floating information bank as it were.

    It took Ki some time to find it, but it seemed to draw him in. He found the floating academy and entered it surprisingly un-hindered. He spent the night before the academy's opening on the grounds itself, even though he's sure he was spotted the staff didn't seem to pay him much mind.

    The following morning Ki woke with a start.

    The time for learning, has finally started.

    Appearance:
    Normal Form:[​IMG]
    Hummingbird Form:[​IMG]
    Human Form:[​IMG]

    Other: Ki is not usually in his normal from aside from when he's alone, otherwise he usually looks like a small hummingbird. And he is rarely ever in human form, as when he is he stutters and slurs and awkwardly moves, too nervous to normally be around humans, Although they seem to be the only ones intelligent enough for him to bother with.

    Phantom Zero
    Lewis (open)
    Name: Lewis Griswold
    Age: 17
    Sex: Male
    Gender: Cisgendered
    Position: Shopkeeper at Cloud Cuckoo Land
    Class: Involuntary Time Traveler
    Race: Human
    Appearance: Lewis stands lean and lanky at the height of 179 cm/5'9" and usually dresses in brandless, long-sleeved clothing for maximum space-time preservation. However an anomalous side-effect of his quote-unquote 'ability' usually results in him reappearing with different clothes.

    Personality: Lewis is an odd one, though that may be expected given his anomalous condition. He has a loose grip on reality, though that may just be the a manifestation of his paranoia concerning potential ramifications for his unexpected romps in the past, but it's not as if he'd start going on a random rampage like some sort of psychopath. Rather, he'd be the kind to start rambling on about conspiracy theories and other such nonsense that may or may not be - or had been - true.

    Although that isn't to say that that's always the case with him. Once Lewis manages to get most of his cloud-cuckoolander tendencies out of his system, one would find that buried beneath all of his inane blabber, he's actually a pretty okay guy to be around and much wiser than his initial demeanor would suggest. His manners could use a bit of work, being rather harsh and unrefined, with an affinity towards teasing others, especially those he considers his friends. Fortunately for him, he's generally good-natured enough and doesn't go out of his way to make enemies with his behavior. Though he can be very whimsical at times, doing whatever he wants when she desires, even (or maybe especially) when it is inconvenient to others, which often results in that outcome anyway. However, while it does seem that he's rather outgoing and there make friends, he's actually the type to prefer to remain uncommitted- to maintain his distance to others emotionally and not let people get too close for comfort.
    History: Lewis was raised in the lap of luxury by his great-uncle after the death of his father via disease and the disappearance of his mother. His years of infancy were completely uneventful, at least for someone in his societal class. Unfortunately, at around age seven his condition was brought to light following his disappearance for a week and subsequent return in Mexico, clad in something resembling attire from Edo-period Japan. This wasn't the first occurence, as the others were much shorter in length and mostly just attributed to an overactive imagination. Over the years, these "jumps" would begin to increase in frequency, very much disrupting Lewis' attempts at living any semblance of a normal lifestyle. Eventually he just learned to roll with the whole time travel business, as well as designate a few ground rules for himself regarding his spontaneous vacations. He still has no idea why it happens, and has opted to enroll in Tenshi Jigoku Academy in order to complete one or more of three objectives: 1) live some semblance of a normal life, 2) figure out what's wrong with himself, and 3) deal with it one way or another. Preferably not requiring any horrific pain or eternal servitude to some eldritch god.
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    Bram (open)
    Name: "Bram"
    Age: 3200-some, looks to be somewhere around 12-14
    Sex: Male
    Gender: Cisgendered
    Position: Vice Principal
    Class: Mahou Shounen
    Race: Vampire
    Appearance:Rather short and thin, standing at 133cm/4'4". Though that's to be expected, given his youthful appearance. He usually dresses in fancy clothes, usually leaning towards older styles than modern formal wear.
    Personality: A person who values the rule of law above all. You follow the rules, or you get crushed under his child-sized heel, plain and simple. Whether this refers to the letter or the spirit of the rules seems to vary based on his overall mood. Occasionally he's willing to let transgressions slide. As one may expect, Bram is quite the capricious fellow, but he's not some kind of ass that gets his jollies from enforcing unnecessarily harsh rules with ridiculously disproportionate punishments.

    While Bram may have good intentions, most of the time anyway, he's not exactly a nice person. Formal or refined, maybe. But nice? Definitely not. He's become rather jaded due to his life experience, and thus acts in a very sardonic manner, often using his cynicism to mock or deride others. If there's something to be made fun of, and a reason to do it, it'll be made fun of. His tone of voice is on the monotone end, but with a very evident hint of disdain if one listens closely enough. Contrary to popular belief, Bram actually puts an effort to putting up a facade of amiability, but usually this ends up being a moot point because he just really hates other people - which is his usual justification, another favorite being "I did what I had to do" - and has rather bad impression of most of the populace. He'll still go up to bat for someone in a jam due to moral principle, and sometimes go the extra mile depending on the situation, but he won't like it or go about it in a pleasant way - for all parties involved.
    History: Bram is, naturally, a very old person despite his youthful appearance. He hails from ancient Greece, around the time when all the cool mythological shit was going on, like the Trojan War or Labours of Hercules. Born into a family of nobles dwelling in a small island city-state in the Mediterranean Sea, the light-haired then-human lived out a very droll, boring lifestyle despite living in the age of adventure. However, he wouldn't have traded the easy life for anything. He rather liked being able to laze around, being tended to by servants with not a care in the world. Then again, he was in prepubesence at the time, so take that as you will.

    Truly the young human's life was a good one. And then some bloodsucking bitch decided that the young fellow living in the grand house would be a good a bite to eat, putting an abrupt end to the Bram's fun. Unfortunately, he was unable to enact any vengeance at the time due to the swift arrival of a petty war, waged for an equally petty reason, and despite doing all he could to avoid war duty, was drafted due to his status as the head of his lands because a certain vampire decided to reveal his tricks. He joined up with the other allied leaders, beat down the other side, and exacted his sweet, sweet revenge before heading home to live out his life in peace. Unfortunately life doesn't work like that, and he was forced to hide out for a bit, waiting for everyone who ever knew him to drop like flies.

    Such is the life of a vampire.

    A few thousand years later, and he'd find himself in the modern age, bitter and jaded as all hell. Apparently living out eternity on Earth as a tween wasn't exactly an enjoyable experience, what with nobody taking you seriously and being unable to do all the cool, adult stuff, among other things. As such, when he had heard of the supernatural haven known as Tenshi Jigoku Nefastus Lupata Academy, he offered his services as a staff member and a resume that only amounted to about 30 years of actual job experience.
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    Neptune (open)
    Name: Neptune Nabokov
    Age: 16
    Sex: Female
    Gender: Cisgendered
    Class: HERO OF GREAT JUSTICE
    Race: Kemonomimi/Neko
    Appearance:Stands at the fairly short height of 153cm/'5'0" and doesn't really dress outlandishly. Rather average all around, really.
    Personality: Like her class may suggest, Neptune is a very... idealistic person. She has a strong belief in the power of JUSTICE! and friendship, and acts as if "With great power, comes great responsibility" is an overarching motto in-life, despite having no actual "power" to speak of other than a downright unreal level of strength and endurance, which doesn't really have many uses outside of moving things and sundering the forces of evil. As one may expect, she's the type of polite, refined young lady that does her best to help out others, no matter the cost or whatever the rules might say about her actions, and is always willing to make new friends.

    Though what often comes as a surprise is the fact that Neptune is very much a hot-blooded individual, and rather boisterous at that. Her main method of dealing with the "forces of evil" usually amounts to beating them into submission before "converting" them to the way of JUSTICE!. However, she's equally open to negotiating, as she doesn't like solving all her problems by strategic fist-to-face, so long as the terms involved are of the enemy's surrender. She's definitely no dumb muscle, and occasionally shows moments of brilliance. However, this aspect is often overshadowed by her naive adherence to her idealism, as well as the fact that, when you can end most of your fights with one punch or threaten your opponents into submission, why would you need any master plan?
    History: Despite her rather peculiar personality and abilities, there was absolutely nothing too out of the ordinary in Neptune's development. Except, perhaps, her rather unusual name - though if that were the case then she would probably be running around like an IRL Aquaman. Neptune's parents were scholars, working with a group made of people from all over. They were stationed in the Mediterranean - specifically Rome - to do research on such fascinating topics as history, cuisine, archaeology, demonology, and classical religion. It was here Neptune was born. Given her name due to a mistranslation on her parents' part, what followed was a rather boring lifestyle full of books and learning. Apparently Neptune's chronic 'heroism' was something she was born with, as during her childhood there was absolutely nothing that would suggest to her that following the life of JUSTICE! was a good idea. Eventually the young lass was sent by her parents to Nefastus Lupata Academy in order to provide her with a decent high-school education.
    Other:

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    Valerie (open)
    Name: Valerie Youngblood
    Age: 19
    Sex: Female
    Gender: Female
    Position: Student
    Class: Projection Aether Mage, Marksman, T.E.E. Inquisitor
    Race: Tiber Exemplar Evolutio

    Appearance

    Personality: Valerie, ironically, is inquisitive in nature. She tends to forsake cautiousness for risk of walking into a ruse in that respect.
    As she's spent most of her life in studies and training, she has not been in social situations very often. She may come off as obtuse in many respects, considering her little experience with other people.

    History:

    At birth, Valerie’s parents looked to her with great expectation. Valerie’s entire childhood was spent on becoming the epitome of a Youngblood Inquisitor. The Youngblood family holds a high position in the Exemplar society’s Inquisition. They are among the leading officers in the Exterminatus. It is the Inquisition’s duty to record all Demonic occurrences and manage such if they were to grow too powerful or get out of hand. She would be the heir of the Youngblood family’s Ultimatum, a sacred heirloom in the form of a sheathe, magically enchanted to be potent against most manners of demons. As soon as she was old enough, she was enrolled in the Tiber Inquisition’s schooling program. Her elementary years are spent learning about Demons and their kin. She excels at the courses and continues on to practice magic at the age of ten. Here, she finds herself very well versed in the way of Projection Aether magic. She also comes to find herself completely stunted in all other fields of Evolutio magic. Her stunt inthis respect lead to a knack for weaponry to compensate.
    By the age of twelve, she’d gained a Certificate of Partisan Mastery in the field of Aether magic. It is there where she becomes a Private Assistant in the Exterminatus branch of the Inquisition for an active duty field officer. The officer was rather productive and would almost never spend a day not in the field. Her skill with weaponry was trained then and she became proficient in several arts, but not all. Her focus was centered on ranged and she learned melee weapons to a lesser extent. It would be six years of field duty with the active officer before she is promoted to a Chronicler, rather than an officer. She is given Natalie Youngblood as her own Private Assistant. While Valerie was mostly not pleased with this, she accepts nonetheless. She is instructed to go to Tenshi Jigoku Academy then in order to examine and chronicle any demon-related activity there as well as to act as a representative for TEE. Valerie is not pleased with the job, but finds herself in no place to decline the assignment.

    Abilities:
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    Aether: Portal Projection
    - Creates a portal that links to the Aether plane.
    - Can not connect to another Aether Portal in Regularity.
    - Each Aether Portal in Regularity links to Valerie's Tenement in the Aether world.

    + Aether: Force - There are several spells that fall under this:
    - Aether Flame: Directs a blast of Aether energy at a target.
    - Soul Siphon: Draws or directs Aether energy from or to a target.
    - Sanctum: Creates an Aether energy shield around a target.

    + Aether: Mantra - Casts an enriched version of Aether: Force. Requires a large amount of Aether energy. Can only be used sparingly. Requires several seconds to prepare.
    - Aether Flare: Directs a larger blast of Aether energy at a target. The blast explodes once it comes into contact with something.
    - Divining Siphon: Draws or directs a large amount of Aether energy from or to a target.
    - Haven: Creates a more powerful Aether energy shield around a target. The target's perception of pain is dulled for a short duration.

    + Aether: Inventory
    - Prepared spell that casts and retracts items from a space within her Tenement.
    - In Valerie's Tenement, there is a contraption that allows her to perform this spell.
    - Valerie is capable of casting and retracting the following firearms, as well as a limited supply of ammunition, from her Aether: Inventory in the Aether realm.
    + AKS-97
    + Colt Mk. IV
    + ACR
    + Kukri dagger

    + Weapon Expertise - Valerie is trained in several firearms, but particularly the ones she carries in her Aether: Inventory.

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    Leay Fan (open)
    Name: Leay Fan
    Age: 2 years and 4 months
    Sex: Hermaphrodite
    Gender: Female
    Class: Magical Fey
    Race: Jeai’Jahn
    Appearance:
    [​IMG]
    Stands at 1’5”; 1’10” counting her dandelion.
    Personality: Leay Fan is a tricky, quirky plant girl. With her overly childish and playful attitude, she thrives off of the “harmless” practical jokes she plays on others she meets, both stranger and friend alike, which is common for her species and her deep racial ties to fey magic. She does not have much practice interacting with humans, so her inexperience leads to strange, often random conversations and pranks that go over the line of simply innocent jokes. While she does have her annoying side, she does have a flair for pizazz and attention, striving to gain a level of authority within her domain and circle of friends as well as respect from others despite her terribly small stature and frail physique. Currently taking up residence in one of the TJA garden, she has taken a maternal role towards the fauna grown there and of course the weeds that naturally sprout from Leay Fan’s grove.
    History: Having been alive for only a little over two years, her naturally invasive and territorial species has coded into her mind the need to settle down and find a place to live her naturally short life span. Having grown from a tiny seed on the floating school that is TJA (although how her seed reached a magical flying school so high in the air, even she doesn’t know), without any other Jaei’Jahn around threatening to populate the island, she can settle down without the fear all other Jaei’Jahn share: searching her whole life for a new territory safe for settling down. Having just finished growing and erupted from the earth about a few months ago, she hasn’t interacted with too many creatures and has taken to tending to the gardens she found sprawled across the campus site, fostering her grove that has now reached a sizeable area and is dangerous for unwary humans and even dangerous magical species.
    Other: She has a deep seated fear of fire, as it is one of the most widely used tools to destroy her species, as they are labeled a very dangerous, and very invasive species. Jaei’Jahn

    Mona (open)
    Name: Mona Merricks

    Age: 16

    Sex: Female

    Gender: Female

    Position: Student

    Class: Martial Artist

    Race: Human

    Appearance: (Temp picture)
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    Personality: Mona is a bit of a sluggish brute at a first glance. She isn't the brightest bulb there is. She’s the type who doesn't like to be rushed and takes the world around her at face value. Usually found with a blank expression and lost in her own world, she has a bad habit of shuffling her feet when she walks and sways to and fro hunched over from years of poor posture. Mona isn't too fond of helping others or being social, leaning towards isolation over interaction. Not being the talkative type, she has a very ho-hum attitude when dealing with others, usually responding with a short nod or a few short comments. With her one track mind, she undertakes her tasks with razor sharp focus, but becomes flustered and stuck when she has to multitask and divide her attention. When she faces problems or arguments she can't overcome, she finds that the simplest solution is to either punch it out or walk away and just give up, since words and dealing with simple niceties doesn’t make too much sense to her.

    Mona shows no real reaction except when she's either in the ring, or magic is involved. Due to her past, she has a strong aversion to the supernatural, and strangely enough, magic has an aversion to her. To her, magic is like mold: gross, invasive, and best out of sight. Mona is heavily prejudiced against magic, believing it all to be fake witchcraft, curses, and dark arts; nonsense, never having encountered true sorcery. All in all, as long as it doesn't touch her, she won't touch it; but God help you if you force it onto her.

    She keeps her mop of hair short in a pixie cut for convenience and stands at 5"5' when not slouching. She sports a slew of torn, two-sizes-too-small hoodies that she outgrew years ago and is seen with comfortable, baggy sweat pants. Finding clothes too restrictive, she wears her goodwill hoodies overtop her unwashed wife beater, or on days when she's practicing in the ring, her sports bra and jersey shorts.

    History:

    Mona grew up with a pair of very cheery yet horribly gullible parents who were crazed fanatics of the dark arts and mysticism. Ever since she was a young child her house was crowded with mountains of dusty, dream catchers, and shrunken heads bought off craigslist and assorted garage sales. Raised in an environment where the occult is the norm, her first few days of school were terribly embarrassing. She walked through the front doors of her elementary school covered in demonic fetishes, otherworldly necklaces, and a charm bracelet of human finger bones, and because of them, was horribly mistreated by both the staff and her peers. After returning home with a black eye and bruises, her parents noticed that somebody had scratched Mona’s petrified eyeball earing and immediately took her to the local fortune teller for guidance. Armed with her magical $16.99 lava lamp, the mystic lazily muttered that the cause of her being bullied was the result of “being born under a foreboding star; casually waving her hand in the air while texting under the table. Having heard something similar on a Yahoo Answers forum, Mona’s parents were brought to tears fearing the worst for their poor daughter. At once, against Mona’s will, they embarked on a cross-country journey in the family van to search for a cure to rid Mona of the terrible curse.

    For two years they travelled all across North America, and for two years Mona was without friends or schooling— growing colder and more withdrawn with each moon. They traveled to psychics, palm readers, stage magicians, party clowns, anyone who had a claim to fame in the world of wizardry and the unknown. It wasn’t until Mona was 11 years old that they came upon a single rickety shack along a cliff side. When approached, the mysterious hermit who lived inside chose not to leave the doorframe. After hearing their story of woe, out of either pity or annoyance, waved his hand across young Mona. With a long incantation that rang through the air, he told the family that they would not have to fear for their child any longer. Not even the stars nor heavens above would graze her skin—warded from the prying eyes of forces both known unknown. Believing their two year quest to be over from hearing such comforting words, they returned to their home, only to find the place foreclosed; their time away had left the house in shambles and their taxes unpaid. All of the junk they had hoarded all their lives were sold or thrown out by the auctioneers, and poor Mona, still wearing the same clothes she had on when she left her home, was sent to a foster home.

    Since then, Mona decided not to let the obviously fake ramblings of “magic” and “curses” to tell her what her life will be. Instead, she began down a path of physical training, learning Mixed Martial Arts and learning to take control of her future. Her performance in school however, already 2 years behind, as she never learned to bounce back academically and was kicked out of most every school she was transferred to. Now, at the ripe age of 16, Mona just received an invitation to join a school in a far off land. Having all the expenses being paid, Mona said goodbye to her foster parents and is now moving on to join NLA, unaware of the magic and mystery to come

    Other:

    From that chance meeting with the powerful mage, which she barely remembers, Mona has been protected by an unusually powerful magic suppression field. Reaching only up to half a foot from the edges of her body, it is capable of suppressing, but not destroying, magic that enters its aura. For example, a magically created gust of wind would not bend around, but would instead create a pocket around her where she would not be impeded by the gust nor feel the effect of the wind. However, if the powerful gust blew a rock towards her, the rock would most definitely hit her, since the rock was not magically conjured or enchanted in any way. While Mona would not be able to feel the heat or be able to touch a magically produced fire, a flame from an ordinary lighter could easily burn her.

    If she were to enter a magical zone, the area in her immediate reach would quickly pop to its original form before it was magically enhanced, and when she leaves, would return to normal as if nothing happened.

    The specifics that her magic suppression field effects includes, but is not limited to: magical detection, divination or scrying; magically conjured spells or monsters; and supernatural abilities such as self-enhancing power-ups or transformations.

    While her suppression field may do wonders to guard her against the perils of magic, she is still left with only her martial arts skills for her offense.

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    Eri (open)
    Name: Eri Unakahi
    Age: 17
    Sex: Female
    Gender: Female
    Class: Shrine Maiden (Miko)
    Race: Human

    Appearance:
    Eri (open)
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    (Yeah it is Reimu, blame the lack of easy-to-find pictures of Miko clad in black outfits)

    Personality: Eri is a individual of many mysteries which is usually serious about almost everything and cold towards almost everybody. Her motivations and real personality are unknown.

    History: Eri is a head Miko successor and Miko from the Unakahi family which serves the small shrine of Ona in the village of Inaka. Just like all the daughters of Unakahi family she was thought in the ways both of attending the shrine and being a wife from a young age until on her ninth birthday, when the mark of the succession appeared on her body, choosing her as the successor of the current head Miko in the case that the head Miko dies. After this she was put under rigorous training in using the traditional exorcism and combat forms of Unakahi, had to learn the sacred rites and writings of Ona Jinja, polished the skills required to run a shrine and was shaped into a stern, cold and pure Miko. Finally as the last step of her training she was ordered to live Inaka village and the small mountain dell that it occupied to learn how to behave in modern society and amongst other head Miko (she stayed ad the Wakushima Shrine which was a common host of head Miko gatherings). Even before she managed to get to Wakushima on a train station she found a discarded letter of invitation from TJA. For unknown reasons she opened the letter and after accepting the invitation she came to TJA...

    Other:
    Eri is a Miko of Ona Shrine marked as a successor to the current head Miko.
    This means that she is versed in the following:
    Traditional Ona Jinja combat techniques using talismans, blessed items and rituals.
    Traditional Unakahi combat forms, primary the Unakahi Devine Naginatajutsu.
    Her Naginata (open)
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    The sacred texts of Ona Shirine.
    The sacred rites and rituals of Ona Shrine, including long preparation and duration rituals for calling enormous powers from Kami or Kami themselves.
    Management skills needed to run a smaller object, like some accounting, storage management, human resources management and so on.

    Riyako (open)
    Name: Riyako Sayengawa "Bloodlust"
    Age: 502 / 17
    Sex: Female
    Gender: Female
    Race: Cursed Being
    Appearance: [​IMG]
    Personality:
    Riyako's normal personality is that of a calmness and seriousness always mindful of ones appearance and utmost elegance as a swordswoman and inheritor of the Sayengawa Dojo. In the private moments with her sister or next door neighbor and lover she is an active, trough not-to-talkative, person of kindness and cheerfulness.
    Under the effects of the curse Riyako can be barely considered human, she is more a bloodlusting beast which only seeks to kill anyone near her in the bloodiest way possible.
    History:
    Riyako lived a normal life as the younger and more talented of the two daughters of the Sayengawa Dojo. It was all broken one night by Riyako's older sister which, in a fit of envy - of her sister's skills, of her sister's position as the inheritor of the Dojo and as the lover of the man she loved. Forcing a local witch to conduct a powerful ritual Riyako's older sister cursed Riyako with a blood curse - a curse which feeds on blood - to become an avatar of bloodlust, making sure that her sister never breaks free of such a fate in this way. Under the effect of this curse Riyako, he sanity thrown away, kills all in the Sayengawa Dojo and the village, only her sister, Riyako's lover - hypnotized in a slave state by the witch - and the witch's family survive having escaped as soon as the curse was cast on Riyako. Realizing what shed did Riyako manages to make her way to Nagasaki and as a stowaway on a Dutch ship leaves Nippon.
    From there on, pressured by the curse, Riyako works as a mercenary in various wars, returning to Japan after the Meiji restoration and learning that her sister's descendants as well as the descendants of that witch are still alive and are making sure that her curse doesn't disappear - trough at this point it is already so powerful that even a few millenniums would not make it disappear. There begins the last part of her story, the various wars of Imperial Japan in which she fought until the end of WWII. After that she bought a small island far from civilization and secluded herself on in until a few years ago she was visited by a mysterious visitor.
    This person was named Traveler and he was a powerful mage, powerful enough to even face her under the effect of the curse and stop her. After two years of study Traveler managed to craft a bracer which allows Riyako to dampen the strength of her curse at 0, 20, 40, 60, 80 or 100 percent of the curse's strength. But soon after completing this Traveler had to leave to continue his endless journey. After a year of testing the bracer and proving it worked Riyako returned to Japan only to be invited to NLA moments later.
    Other:
    As a cursed being Riyako doesn't age. Cursed beings are also resistant to magics which attack or affect ones mind. Cursed being will live on as long as they have a brain or heart.
    Riyako is an expert of the Sayengawa Style Swordsmanship. Riyako improved what she knew into her special style titled Ame no Kekkon (Bloodstained Rain).
    Riyako's weapons are three Katanas - Fuyu, Natsu and Aki (Winter, Summer and Autumn) and the Nodachi Doki (Spring).
    Fuyu (open)
    Fuju (Winter)
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    Doki (open)
    Doki (Spring)
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    Natsu (open)
    Natsu (Summer)
    [​IMG]

    Aki (open)
    Aki(Autumn)
    [​IMG]

    Except for them she also has a unique item called: "Multi-Staged Curse Dispersion Bracer 'Iwwa' ".
    Iwwa has six stages selectable by voiced and colored, Black, Red, Yellow, Green, Blue and White.
    Iwwa (open)

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    Iwwa in Blue state

    "Bloodlust" Black - No restrains, the curse is activated forcefully and Riyako is sent into her mindless bloodlust state.
    "Bloodstream" Red - Curse is always on but exhibits only 80% of usual strength. Basic sanity enough for Friend or Foe identification.
    "Bloodrush" Yellow - Curse is always on but exhibits only of 60% of usual strength. Sanity of levels enough to avoid dangers to even a cursed being.
    "Bloodbarrier" Green - Curse is available on demand and exhibits 40% of usual strength. Sanity of levels enough to lead smaller units,
    "Blooddamn" Blue - Curse is available on demand and exhibits 20% of usual strength. Sanity almost normal and with a personality almost the same as without the curse.
    "Bloodclear" White - No curse present. Prolonged use strains Iwwa - recommended to be used in time periods of 2-3 hours per day.

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    Aria (open)
    Name: Aria Windlock
    Age: 16
    Sex: Female
    Gender: Female
    Class: Aura Mage
    Race: Human
    Appearance: [​IMG]
    Personality: Aria is friendly, curious, and experimental. Although open to new experiences, she usually finds herself overwhelmed by the situations she throws herself into. She is quick to abandon conventions, especially when given an example to follow. She often likes to try living like others, usually out of admiration. Aria sometimes has trouble establishing her own identity, as she is so dynamic, but regardless tries her best to grow as a person and learn what she finds important.
    History: Aria comes from a village known for its magical academy. 95% of the population has magical abilities, and the remaining 5% are traveling merchants who deal in magical wares. Children born here always develop magical abilities due to the large intersection of laylines influencing the birthing process. Usually, this means that the children spend their days learning from magical tomes, and becoming wiser. However, Aria couldn't learn magic in the traditional way because she was born an aura mage, so she was always behind her class. Aria's parents, being adept mages, didn't understand why Aria had such problems with controlling her mana. They were among the first to understand that Aria's magic didn't work like her peers' through an extensive experiment, though the study failed to yield why. Most peculiarly, when casting magic, sometimes her mana didn't even leave her body at all. These differences, coupled with Aria's interest in girls lead to an overall confusion in Aria's life. Her parents were accepting enough of both issues, and although she was teased occasionally, Aria knew how to handle toxic people. However, she naturally wanted to understand why she was so different from everyone else. She spent a lot of time at the library and exploring through town, but couldn't even find hints toward the answer. Eventually, Aria learned from a passing merchant about aura mages, about how she was among the rare examples of them, and that she would be better suited learning through immersion with other races. After discussing the matter with her parents, a bit of debate and research, and some time, her parents agreed this was the correct course of action.
    Other: Aria is lesbian.
    Aura Mage Explanation: Aura mages are similar to regular mages, but derive their power from the aura; the energy exerted by something's existence. Aura is radiated by all living things, and Aura mages have the unique ability to utilize this power. Aura mages are an exceedingly rare class of human due to the highly particular nature of their birth. They can only be born on the intersection of magical leylines during a mana storm if both parents are accomplished mages. Even under these conditions, there can only be one aura mage born in the area of occurrence, and the chances of this occurring to anyone in the area of occurrence is only 5%. Not many, even among the magical community know how to properly identify an aura mage, so they are often mistaken for untalented mages.

    Aura mages have widely varying and dynamic abilities. Because they draw their power from the aura, they are able to cast spells with greater freedom. Aura, unlike mana, doesn't require much instruction, and instead makes judgement calls like a sentient creature. The downside to this is that sometimes aura ignores the wishes of the user, especially if the user doesn't understand or accept it. Also, aura mages rely on aura to use spells, so if they don't stay near the source which they gained the spell, they can lose access to that spell. As a last resort, aura mages can still draw on mana to cast spells, but generally suffer from low mana output.

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    Era (open)

    Name: Era Knight
    Age: 20
    Sex: Female
    Gender: Female
    Class: Knight
    Race: Angel
    Appearance:
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    Personality: Era is a kind loving person with a strong sense of protection for those around her especially her friends and family. She is normally a very happy person but due to some head trauma she tends to space out now and then. Along those lines she also has a bit of an anger issue that she really should work on. Also she is a very hard worker seeing fit to put 100% into whatever she is doing. She has a deep fondness for humans especially those of the female persuasion. She is a lesbian (likes herms to) but is very defensive and shy about this fact and tries to hide it but in doing so makes it obvious. She thoruoughly enjoys singing but is also very shy about her voice which she thinks is not pretty. Along with this she has a low view of herself and thus thinks others do as well so i someone compliments her in any way she gets flustered and doesnt know how to react.

    History: For Era most of her past is a mystery all she has memory wise of anything up until a few monthes ago is her name and her fighting skills other than that her mind is hazy. Whenever she tries to think about it she gets intense migraines and her anger goes off a bit. For her nothing starts until she woke up at the school dazed and in full armor. So for the past few monthes shes been working to regain her memories and adapt to this new world. This little quest of hers had left her searching far and wide for something or someone that looks familiar. Also through all of this she has kept up her training finding that during the serenity and calmness she feels while doing so is when her mind most clears and she is able to think more on her past that eludes her. While she has still found nothing of use save for a few more scattered memories here and there she has spent her time gaining new friends and testing the limits of her flight. For over the summer when she was not searching she spent her time in a small human village working at a local bar as a waitress. In doing this she came to love and respect the human race along with others whom she saw when she was out on one of her searches. After a fruitless summer she has returned to the school to in hopes of finding new answers and new friends.

    Other: Has the ability to hide her wings when not in use although she primarily leaves them out when on or around the school

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    Jake (open)
    Name: Jake Grenwood
    Age: 19
    Sex: Male
    Gender: Male
    Class: n/a
    Race: Lycan
    Appearance:(Human and wolf form) [​IMG][​IMG]
    Personality: He is quiet around those he does not know, but will quickly warm up to anyone whom he spends time with. Has a bit of a language barrier since he grew up mainly around wolves and not people, so it may be hard to understand him at times. He has a very strong pack mentality, finding comfort in having a group of friends with him. He tends to be very kind, but can have a very short fuse due to his inner wolf.
    History: Jake's parents were killed by a rouge lycan when he was only ten, he survived, but not without getting bitten and thus infected. As he wandered helplessly in the wilderness where he ran off to, a pack of wolves found him, and sensing his own inner wolf, took him as one of their own. Hew grew up learning the ways of wolves, but periodically finding himself wandering to human towns to see how life was their, though he always came back to the wild. Eventually he heard of an academy where others like him, not quite human, all went and decided to see it for himself, seeing it as an opportunity to be around others like him without being feared or driven out.
    Other: He will most always mention how things would be done in a pack sense of mind in given situations. He is very close with nature and can most always be seen out in forests or where nature grows wild. Every few nights he likes to change forms and let his wolf romp free in the night, though he keeps good control over his actions thanks to being a lycan and not a werewolf.


    NPCs (open)
    Syrina (open)

    "Huhu... I might have spared your life four hundred years ago, but now... Well put simply I get bored easily."

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    Age: 459 (Appears 16)

    Sex: Female
    Gender: Female
    Race: Reaper

    Personality:
    To most Syrina is just a playful girl who enjoys the company of others. However once she finds her 'plaything' she is revealed to be sadistic. The one who is unfortunate enough to become her toy will be the only one to see her true nature. That said, becoming her plaything means she thinks you can actually handle what she really is. Her sadistic attitude actually originates from her role as a reaper. In truth she often sympathized with those whose time had come. However if one sympathized with those whose time had come, then no one would die. She was forced to abandon her sympathy and other feelings of that kind. These sadistic tendencies took their place.

    History:
    "Go on... Take his life. His time has come."


    "How long do humans live?..."

    "They generally live for about eighty or ninety years."

    "He doesn't look eighty... Is it really his time?..."

    "Why yes. You see he fell in the river and drowned. It is his time."

    "But you said humans live until they were eighty!"

    "But that does not mean they do not die sooner! I have told you this many times! Now take his life!"

    The young girl stared down at the boy in the water. He had drowned, but his life would not be extinguish until Syrina took it from him. However he was only a small child. No older than five. Syrina inched toward the figure floating in the water. She didn't want to do it, but she knew the consequences of refusing... She had suffered them before. Her hand shook as she reached out to his body.

    His time has come... I must take his life... I... I...

    Her hand fell to her side. She couldn't do it.

    "Oh Syrina... Why did you have to refuse. You know what happens now."

    The man who was speaking to her walked up to her and placed his hand on her shoulder. Acting on impulse, the girl swung his arm off.

    "W-Wait! Please!... I'll... I'll do it."

    This is better than the alternative... This is the opposite of the alternative... The opposite of misery, pain, and sorrow... The opposite is...

    "Enjoyment. Hmhmhm."

    Now her hand was stable. She had hardened her resolve, by telling herself that this was enjoyable. And in some strange way... It was. She would never feel the pain of what

    After that day, she should promise as a
    Reaper and was to surpass the current Macabre. In between her assignments she attends NSA, but to her, her assignments are top priority.

    Other:
    -Her Scythe has been given the name "Caladrius" as a sort of cruel irony. Caladrius is a mystical bird with the ability to heal the sick. In a sense, so can her scythe.

    Leon (open)

    "Grovel if you wish. If Master Samuel wishes it then I must do so."

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    Age: 17
    Sex: Male
    Gender: Male
    Class: Vassal
    Race: Human

    Personality: Leon is all business. He lets little keep him from his duty that Samuel gives him. This is actually rather funny considering how Samuel allows him much free time, and won't always give him work to do. In the down time that he has an abundance of, he makes sure to keep his gear well maintained. As of late, Samuel has been telling him to go make friends and meet new people. This is a shock to Leon. At a distance one sees him as cold and ruthless, but when forced into a social situation he clams up, stutters and looses all composure.

    History:
    "Quickly dear child, you haven't much time."

    In the rubble of a recent car crash, a man stand in the rain over a child around the age of seven. His eyes fluttered open. His world was dark it seemed.

    "Now child I can help you. I can allow you to live. I only require you to be in service to me. I promise you, you will not be over worked, but I will have you do much for me. Now I ask you, do you wish to live?"

    The child nodded weakly and the man smiled at the boy.

    "Very well. I bestow upon thee the power of I, Samuel the Fallen. By accepting my offer you are forever to serve me in your life time. You will be stronger, healthier. You're life will be extended. Know this child, if you desire the sweet relief of death, back away now. I ask once more do you accept?

    The child nodded.

    By now it has only been ten years of Leon's engagement. He has served Samuel well these years. Samuel has held his promise, never overworking or mistreating him. Leon has done much for Samuel including hits and thefts. These are of the supernatural kind of course.

    Joel (open)

    Name:
    Joel Aedan Darlington

    Age:
    19

    Sex:
    DMAB

    Gender:
    Androgyne Demiboy (he/him or they/them pronouns)

    Sexuality:
    Panromantic demisexual

    Height:
    6'3"

    Weight:
    130- lbs

    Race:

    Joel is from a very specific race of shape shifters, but he is a inept kind. The ability to shift his age: appearance wise, emotionally, and mentally. His whole mentality can be shifted to those of a twelve year old, regardless of his appearance shifting along with it. It's rarely done by impulse.. that only being if he is irrational in his emotions, or wounded because it's his bodies natural way of healing itself is the revert his age so it becomes less work to fix a large wound when it's on a smaller body. He can unconsciously shift ages due to emotional instability, due to stress, anger, sadness, etc. These being very simple shapeshifting, with many restrictions such as he cannot toy with his appearance in age very long or he can become stuck, and it might take him days to come back to his present age in appearance. He cannot change his appearance to any age above his biological one, only ages below him. Along with this, he can recollect very vivid memories in which ever age he decides to shift into. Along with the other restrictions that apply to this part of his shape shifting, if he lingers to long in his memories they can become bleary, distorted, and even many occasions he will begin to dissociate present with the past. Due to much exposure to memories, his mind will simply suppress these memories.. keeping them from recurring to avoid anymore trauma and dissociation. Sometimes if a certain memory is pondered to many times, it can be completely erased from the mind and they can never return to, or remember them ever again. His abilities are very opaque, with many faults, but also a lot of beneficial advantages.

    Appearance:


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    Appearance details:


    Joel has deep, chestnut, auburn, hair.. it’s relatively wavy or straight depending on how he slept on it. His hair goes past his shoulders and about touches the top of his back, he usually wears his hair in messy high buns, ponytails, or nothing at all. His eye’s are a deep hazel nut, sometimes appearing more green in the sunlight. (Regardless of the picture) For facial characteristics.. he has cat rather like proportions with few “flaws” with a buttony profile. His body type is very lanky, angular, and long. His legs take up a lot of his body weight, making him look rather frail and flimsy. His skin is always silky smooth without any effort, leaving him with a really pasty white complexion. It’s very hard for him to tan at all, so instead of gaining any color.. he just retains many freckles. Joel has a good amount of light freckles speckled around the bridge of his nose, and around his arms and legs its more spread out. With being so lanky and long, his knees are very nubby and fragile, usually always having some kind of bruises and scratches around them sense he’s so prone to accidents from improper footing. As for his clothing choices, he’s has a pretty strong aesthetic for neutral based colors.. but black happens to be his favorite. He’s very gender neutral in his outfits so he never limits himself to any kind of clothing. Usually it’s very layered and well thought out regardless of how messy his hair might be at the time. Joel has are three piercings on his right ear, one on the lobe, one helix, one conch, and a nipple piercings.

    Personality:


    Joel is a rather feeble, childish, blundering, and humble. He is known to speak his mind regardless of the circumstances and can always be counted on to tell the truth. Joel is a good listener, and he’s usually very self confident. He is equally difficult to understand in his need for personal space, which in turn has an impact on his relationships with others. He needs to be able to “spread out”—both physically and psychologically—which generally implies encroaching to some degree on others, especially if he decides that something of someone else’s is going to become their next project. Joel’s communication also tends to be a key issue, since he generally express himself non-verbally. When he does actually verbalize, he mastered the one-liner, often showing flashes of humor in the most tense situations… making Joel seem thick-skinned or tasteless. Joel loves to explore with his hands and eyes, touching and examining the world around him with cool rationalism and spirited curiosity. He enjoys having other people take an interest in his projects and sometimes doesn’t even mind them getting into their space, so long as those people don’t interfere with his principles and freedom. Joel may seem very loyal and steady, ever rational, but he can also build up a store of impulsive energy that can explode without warning. He’s like a river, calmly going with the flow until enough seismic energy builds up to shift the valleys that guide it. Joel lives in the present and often simply go with the flow, this is one of the main reasons he rarely gets anxious about anything. He can be very stubborn when dealing with conflicts, making him become very blunt and irritated if someone tries to criticize his life style. Joel’s mostly very private and reserved about his thoughts and ideas and prefers to keep things to himself, especially when it comes to sensitive matters. He gets bored very easily and finds it very difficult to remain focused on one thing for a extended amount of time. Joel’s a big risk taker and may often do certain things simply for the sake of having fun. For instance, he may escalate a conflict with a colleague just to see how they react. Joel is not very emotional and tries hard to conceal and protect his emotions, mostly because he is not really sure how to handle it. Despite this, he’s a very well rounded and interesting.

    History:

    There is a upperclass society amongst a medium sized race of kin that all have something in common, shapeshifting. They are called Nenrei (which is just age in japanese) a kin of shape shifters who have the ability to shift their age, and if mastered fully... can become immortal. This small town is known to other civilizations, but their race or abilities is kept secret amongst everyone else except their kin. It is known that the Nenrei shift with less trouble as they grow and eventually they master it to a extent. This upperclass system still contains a class system inside of it, consisting of higher status from being much more able to have consciously mastered the ability to shift ages from their biological to younger and even older than their actual age, venture into the memories of themselves and others, and be able to do this without any trouble whats so ever. It is a ability that is rarely seen mastered, and the ones who can are seen as holy shamans in this group of Nenrei. These shamans have the ability to influence and change the very sanctity of their memories, by removing them entirely, or changing the nature of what they remembered to help heal, and give them better and happier memories to replace the traumatic ones. This group of kin are separated between families inside this small town, Joel being born into the shamans close kin, his mother being the shamans first daughter. Joel is the first born of a small family of four, his mother, father, and little sister. He was a assumed shapeshifter like the rest of the kin, but as he grew older his parents became much more aware of his strange quirks and aliments defining the difference between their "normal" born Nenrei and Joel. Joel couldn't control the currents of his shapeshifting, he couldn't consciously be aware of his shifting being triggered when he was emotional.. but it would trigger in even small emotions. Unlike the rest of young Nenrei, if Joel was in any random state of confusion or unhappiness.. he would shift. This became very frustrating for his family because they could never be in-control of his shapeshifting. Being that they were the direct kin of the shaman, Joel's quirks and strange adaptations was something they worked very hard to conceal from the rest of the kin knowing about. Joel grew up in a very isolated environment, only aloud to see his direct kin along grandmother and grandfather, tutors, and servants. His grandfather or the shaman worked very closely with Joel growing up, teaching him, and even trying to manipulate his memories many times to help him get a clearer vision of how to be more consciously aware of his shape shifting. With little to no luck, Joel was left on his own wits in the process of learning how to control these triggers that would always spiral him into more of a weary mess than he had begun with. Times where he would practice so consistently that his memories with disperse, and he would never come in contact with them again. Along with this came a lot of memory issues with Joel, making it even harder for him to tell the difference between actual fact memories and the ones that were distorted between all his bouts of unsafe practice. In his attempts to please his parents, to show them he was in control, it had only turned what was once a aliment.. into a much bigger disability. His parents became so fearful of the other kin finding out, that he would be locked away without any contact or civilization whats so ever. Joel's father and grandmother were very aggressive and frustrated with Joel, knowing that he was the first born child of the direct kin to become the next shaman.. but with little to no avail, it became much more clear to the direct kin, that Joel couldn't take that role. They needed their first born son to be the next shaman because along with being shaman came financial stability, wealth, and to always remain in the upper.. upper class, but Joel could never reach the standards high enough to be a shaman. Through the years his father and grandmother became much more remorseless, brutal, and uncaring about his affliction. With that came physical and emotional abuse from both his father and grandmother, leaving his mother to watch helplessly as her only son became nothing but his defined hardship in the struggle to take control of his abilities. His mother thought he was better off in a ditch instead of the small town, where he was abused by his own family to defy their own selfish needs. His mother thought her son would be better off in a place where he didn't have any of these standards and expectations placed upon him. Where he could live freely.. to be himself without anymore suffering to endure, on his own. So, she sent him away one night in secrecy to a old friend of hers who lived in a large city engulfed by nothing but a modern society, something he had never been apart of before. Joel would never be seen again by his village, and for a year he lived in this completely different world under the care of his mothers close friend. With the stress, expectations, and abuse finally dispersing when he left that village, Joel started to slowly grow into his own skin. A year after, his caregiver decided on moving, and that she would give him away to a school Joel's mother had inquired about her son transferring into. So it was decided on a quick whim that he would leave to live in the dorms of Nefastus Lupata Academy, where he would hopefully start anew once again.

    Other:


    Joel has a few quirks that some might find a bit strange, but one of them being his memory loss. Due to his traumatic present.. and suppression of these said memories, even the present can become distorted sometimes and can occasional be as loss with the current state. Simply said, he has memory loss issues where he can forget the last five minutes to hour, and rarely he can forgets a couple days. It's very troubling for him at all because he is not aware of it till someone points it out to him.. but till then, he'll just be confused as to how he got from point A to point B without any memory as to how/why. Besides that, Joel has a couple other very insignificant quirks due to his sheltered past.. but those will be revealed later.
     
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  4. It'd be more helpful if you listed your other Co-GM by the name they're going by. Hinthint winkwink no one here knows me as Moky, damnit.
     
  5. Well frankly, bitch, I didn't know what name you'd like to go by. :P

    Would you like to be referred to as Nui, then?
     
  6. I found it! I'll get my CS back from somewhere as soon as I can...
     
  7. How exciting to be back.
    If you don't mind, Cheshire, could you post a link to the TJAwikia in the OP?
     
  8. Will do~
     
  9. Daaaaaaaaaaamn, you're so hostile. Yes, Nui.
     
  10. Fix'd.
     
  11. Excellent... I'll be keeping an eye on this.
     
  12. I suppose with this I should start putting together some CS's....
     
  13. Hey, should we give the students uniforms this time around?
     
  14. Nah. No real need, plus, it's more interesting seeing each student dress the way they want.
     
  15. Name: Nox Nirvanna

    Age: 16

    Gender: Female

    Class: Necromancer

    Race: Unknown

    Appearance: She has full shoulder length white hair with golden blonde bangs, big light blue eyes and very pale skin. She's very petite, flat-chested and standing in at 5'1". Basically she's a loli. Tattoos of runes, sigils and religious icons are scattered all over her body. She dresses mostly in gothic and gothic lolita attire, always including some sort of fingerless gloves. Her fingers have been cut off and replaced with bones, which she uses her necromancing to move. (Working on drawing her image)

    Personality: While her morbid fascinations may make her somewhat of an oddity, Nox is an incredibly cheerful and friendly girl. She is quite naive and often clueless, and while she may seem plain dimwitted at times, she does know more than she lets on. Yet still, she is quite innocent, finding joy in just about everything and eager to befriend everyone she meets. Having lived in a graveyard her whole life, it should be no surprise she has a penchant for the deceased. Things such as corpses and death do not phase her, in fact, she doesn't get scared very easily at all. She's rarely ever sad, and it's even more rare to find her angered, as her smile never seems to fade. She harbors a great adoration for anything cute, though her definition of cute seems to cover a wide array of things, many of which any sane person would find repulsive or terrifying. While on the surface, she may seem childish, Nox has shown the ability to be quite mature and understanding, and she is incredibly accepting of others, regardless of what they are or what they've done. She is very affectionate towards her friends, though perhaps a bit clingy and awkward as well, since she doesn't have much experience being around people. She adores her father, Nihil, and is always respectful and caring towards him.

    History: Taken in when she was just an infant, Nox grew up on her adopted father, Nihil's, cemetery. Fortunately for her, her father was already quite familiar with the world of the supernatural, so he was prepared when Nox started showing some inhuman traits as she grew up. Although Nox was isolated and never had any contact with children her own age on the cemetery, she did get to travel on occasion during her father's business trips, and it was on one of these expeditions Nox discovered necromancy. It didn't take much convincing to have Nihil allow her to study in the practice, and though she was mostly self taught, she had a little help now and again from her father's more magically-inclined acquaintances. To further help her manage her powers and further her studies in dark magic, and to ensure she was safe from the shady behind-the-scenes business her father had gotten involved with, she had more and more relics tattooed and branded onto her, and she was subject to a number of rituals which included having her fingers chopped off. Although the process was painful, Nox trusted the mad man that had raised her, and while her body still bares these marks and seals, she has become quite powerful because of it, if perhaps a bit off as well. Years passed and Nihil eventually applied at a renowned magical school known as Nefastus Lupata Academy as their on-site undertaker, taking his young daughter along with him to get enrolled. Nox was eager to attend, and somehow managed to survive her first year with just a few cuts and bruises. She has returned for a second year, to see old friends, make plenty of new ones and go on whatever crazy adventures the Academy may have in store this year!

    Other:

    +While Necromancy is Nox's forte, she does know other dark magicks, such as hemomancy and mystic runes

    +She's always covering her hands, only allowing her skeletal fingers to be exposed
     
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    Name:
    Zx'Vedaki, or Zix

    Age:
    156

    Sex:
    Hermaphrodite

    Gender:
    Female

    Class:
    Magnificent

    Race:
    Observer, Blue-blooded

    Personality:
    Zix is a jackass. She's rude, nosy, and has no qualms with throwing all sorts of wrenches in the plans of others if it seems like it will prove to be humorous in the end. Being an Observer, she makes liberal use of her command over teleportation to make moving around much easier, and will sometimes use her vortexes as portable seats to further indulge in her laziness. Overall, she isn't the most pleasant person to be around, even with her excess of knowledge and skill with machinery. Rather... her overconfidence in these fields may make her even worse.

    When it comes to people that can make it past her abrasive outer layer, she can be somewhat less of an irritant. Somewhat. She still flaunts an ego larger than the sun itself, but less aggressively.

    History:
    Zix was born a blueblood late into the history of the Observer race, some time before the hero Abigor turned on her own people. She was always a very inquisitive, if somewhat cowardly child, constantly hanging around with the soldiers of Root's Sanctum and making a name for herself among them. She endeared herself to most, acting as the force's little assistant and getting them things they asked for, such as snacks, light equipment, or even delivering messages. This all came to an end one year -- the year when Abigor turned on the rest of the soldiers and vanished. Zix was scared away from them after witnessing such bloodshed, and instead spent time with her mother.

    This was a mistake. Zix was callously used by her mother as a test subject for her experiments, and ended up with an extensively modified body that she never did feel quite at home inside of. After her mother's death, Zix took up her research in hopes of finding a way to return her body to normal... unfortunately, she gave up after three years of tests and searching, instead continuing on to do her own experiments and research as the official Sanctum researcher.

    Other:

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    Name:
    Bhalhaelo

    Age:
    96

    Sex:
    Hermaphrodite

    Gender:
    Female

    Class:
    THE BEST

    Race:
    Rhornaqubh(?)

    Personality:
    Equal parts malicious and childish, Bhalhaelo is a study in what the extremely prolonged effects of foreign oxygen on the Rhornaqubh body can eventually do. She has since overcome most of the negative hits to her sanity, but still has a few lapses every so often when certain triggers present themselves. She isn't outwardly violent with strangers, however. In fact, she mostly avoids conflict until properly provoked, at which point she'll fight with everything she's got.

    History:
    At one point, Bhalhaelo was a normal Rhornaqubh like any other, a simple Dhathuani class citizen. That changed one day during a visit to the third dimension, to attend classes at TJA. Her mask was broken in a chaotic flurry of activity, and she began to change. She lashed out at anyone she came across, and even ate one student and fused with them for quite a while. She lost more and more of her grip on reality the longer she was exposed to third dimension oxygen, until she... well, she more or less went so insane that she lapsed back around to sanity. Nonsensical, yes.

    Other:

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    Name:
    Rt'Amaq Yuteq, or Root

    Age:
    Old as fucking dirt

    Sex:
    Female

    Gender:
    Female

    Class:
    Headmaster

    Race:
    Observer, Pink-blooded


    Personality:
    Science is beyond being an interest for this Observer. Root is extremely inquisitive, wanting to learn every single fact there is in the universe. Perhaps this is why she created the Observers as they are, a race of people seeking to learn about everything around them.

    History:
    See Observers page on wiki.

    Other:
     
    #16 Parsee Mizuhashi, May 29, 2014
    Last edited by a moderator: May 29, 2014
  17. Woa.

    Lookit you.

    With your fancyass blue name.

    You.

    You think you can just come in here a claim a space?

    Who the fuck even are you?
     
  18. So how is everyone else's CS's coming??
     
  19. This seems like a quality RP. It is evident you've put quite a lot of work into this. I have to say that I'm impressed.

    I'll likely write up a character sheet sometime this week. Would it be possible for me to create a character for the vice-principal slot if the person who is making a character for it doesn't show up? Or if it's just an NPC run by the GM?
     
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