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x. Basics .x

Full Name
Declan Grayson

Age
21​


Sexuality
Pansexual

Species
Cursed


Origin
French/Canadian

x. Curse .x

Curse Type
Hereditary

Curse Explanation
Blood attacks people who upset him, and leaves him weak while the blood is attacking. Can only leave his body for up to an hour and takes twenty four hours to regenerate.

x. Appearance .x



Hair
Shaggy, and deep purple

Eye
Ocean blue

Build
Athletic body, has some muscle but still very thin, but is very strong

Usual Attire
Ironic t-shirts. Leather vest with fabric for arm hole, and neck hole, and around waist, with fabric hood. With dress pants made of soft fabric, with high top sneakers.

Health Ailments?
Anemia

Tattoos, Piercings, Markings?
+ His entire right ear is pierced, as well as belly button pierced.
+ Blacked out key hole on the back of the neck, as well as an old pocket watch tattoo on his left hip.
+ Dot scars all over his arms.


x. Personality .x

Good Traits
+ Clear-headed
+ Honest
+ Genuine
+ Loyal
+ Passionate


Neutral Traits
+ Forceful
+ Forthright
+ Practical
+ Tidy
+ Emotional


Bad Traits
+ Possessive
+ Crude
+ Impatient
+ Impulsive
+ Petty


Fears
+ Dying alone​
+ Getting upset with a love one and his blood killing them​


x. Extra .x
Normally Declan can control his emotions, at least the ones that cause his blood to attack the person who upsets him. However, he was always an outcast, so whenever someone shows him attention, he latches on. If they show interest in someone else, or someone else tries to take what is his, more than likely, his blood will attack them. He is easily attracted to accent's and foreigners. However, if you treat him badly, or treat someone he cares about badly, his blood will come after you.
 

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x. Basics .x

Full Name
Phila Khathu

Age
18

Sexuality
Pansexual

Gender
Transgender

Species
Coursed

Origin
South Africa



x. Curse .x


Curse Type
Earned

Curse Explanation
Human voodoo doll

If Phila hurts herself and puts her mind on someone she see's; she can hurt them how she hurts herself, cannot kill someone, can only work if she can see them, and if someone else hurts her, she can get hurt by it

Earned: When Phila started to change, she became friends with the wrong crowd. They believed in voodoo, and started to practice, which pissed off the witch. In return, she made her a human voodoo doll, which she can hurt at anytime as she has the actual voodoo doll of Phila.



x. Appearance .x



Hair
White

Eye
Blue

Build
Thin, but has some baby fat

Usual Attire
Zef
Usually a white shirt that says eat me, and yellow shorts with a smily face on her left rear cheek


Health Ailments?
None

Tattoos, Piercings, Markings?
Prince Albert piercing
Lorum piercing




x. Personality .x

Good Traits
Humorous
Fun
Faithful
Open minded
Adventuress


Neutral Traits
Flirty
Speaks mind
Opinionated


Bad Traits
Petty
Temperamental
Emotional
Bossy


Fears
People refusing to love her for who she is
Blood
Loud noises




x. Extra .x
Yes, she does still have her male bits downstairs, but she acts very female, and it will piss her off if you call her a male, or her male name.
 

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Max joined the experiment because her friends thought it would be a good idea, she thought it was a joke. Even with thinking it was a joke, Max went ahead and went down to the office, filled out the paperwork and for some reason hoped. If anyone is in a find her the perfect guy it would be them. Even then she didn't hold much stock, after all Max thought she was a un-lovable. So as she waited, and she did wait, even with her busy schedule. She was shocked when a knock rapped on her door and she opened it to reveal Claire. The two women sat down together and Claire exclaimed in glee that they had found Max a match. At first Maxwell thought it was a joke. Still, her stomach clenched with nerves and she actually felt excited. Maybe they did find her a match. After a short conversation about what she should do to prepare Claire left, and her new world started.

Even though family was very important for Max, it wasn't her "blood" family, but rather family she made herself. She left her mom's a young age, just know her father, so the only family she really had was her coworkers and neighbors. Max to the date herself, after all, she just found out she was getting married in a week. However, once her nerves settle down she went to the café. She knew the café well, she worked here since she moved to California when she arrived, at 18. Her boss, a Russian woman, with a large chest, wide hips, and always wore a tight dress that went to her knees. The cook, an older black man, who had more than a few things to say about everything, and the cashier. An over-sexual New Yorker, who would whistle and flirt with anything that had legs. The waitress that took her place, was dumb as rocks. Max and didn't do a great job, this girl brought it to a whole new level. She always forgot tables, or even worse, her receipts and her tips.

Still, this is the family that she knew. The family that she loved, the family that took care of her when she was sick, and the family that made her shop really happened. When she told them, they were happy. Her former boss, Natalia, who was more her sister than boss, did a whiny cry. The cook, Big Bob, who was more her father than anything else, smiled and threatened to kick ass if he hurt her. The cashier, Curt, who was a friend, maybe that weird brother that stared at her oddly. Offered to help B.B. kick ass. She felt loved, and knew she would have their support while she got ready, for the biggest day of her life. They spent that day looking at shops. Shop, after shop, until she found it. One thing you need to know about Max, if she can show off a "lil some-some" she will gladly. So, after the third shop, they found it. The dress, that Natalia gave a glee-filled squeal.The dress was a sheer, almost see through, top, and silk bottom, with a slit so high, it showed her whole milky leg and thigh. Once that was done, they quickly went to the jewelry store and picked a basic gold 1/4 inch thick wedding band. She, obviously knowing nothing about him, just bought a basic one, hoping for the best.

Finally, she was done. She didn't have many people in her life, and now she would just have to wait out the week. Natalia loved weddings, and while Max just went to work in her shop, Natalia picked herself as a briadsmaid, and invited Max's two emploee's as well as the whole dinner. After all, the show was pretty much paying for everything. As the days ticked by, Max became more and more nervous. The actual day came, and she felt like she could, and would, have a heart attack. She asking B.B. to give her away, and he of course, said yes.

Natalia, being herself, arranged everything. So, as Max walked into the getting ready area of the church, she was to be married. Natalia, had a hair and makeup artists more than ready to go. She could almost feel her heart beating too fast as she is getting ready for her wedding. As time ticked down, her hearted pounded, and with only ten minutes left, they left the ready room. Her husband, which she still thought was a hilarious thought, was on the other side of the double doors. Natalia went first, smiling brightly as her eyes laid on Max's husband. Max looked to B.B. "If this dude's ugly, just say wrong wedding and walk me out."

B.B. gave a laugh and shook his head. "You signed up for this, you will marry whatever ugly s.o.b is on the other side of these doors."

Max sighed and wiggled a little, shit, why the hell did she do this? She could have lived her life as a cat lady, what was so wrong with that anyway? Still, the clocked ticked down, and with exactly two minutes to spare, the doors opened and the wedding march started. She knew she looked good, her D breasts were pushed together, not that it mattered as you could practically see everything anyway. The dress slit showed off her leg, and the dress itself formed to every curve and the slightly tan look of the dress made her creamy white skin seem almost drinkable. Her eyes looked up, and her breath caught. Shit, that guy right there, that guy is my husband. She almost could laugh at the thought. Still, B.B. moved forward until they were only steps from each other. He gave her a kiss on the cheek, took her flowers, and gave her hand to her new husband. Max could only stare, fuck, what the fuck did I get myself into?!
 
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Conversation: King @D
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It was a brand new term, and Jesse would do almost anything to either get the same card, or higher. He would be damned if he got some low rent piece of shit card. So, he arrived early, very early. Outside of a few students, you could say he arrived first, but a few other students beat him to the punch. It helped that he hated his own house, worse then he hated here. Then again, he was lucky, getting pleaser on his second term. Once he was pleaser, he had a pretty easy ride. This term he hoped for higher, but, would easily settle for pleaser again. It was fun after all. His sleeping area was soon covered in sketched of "Pearl" and design sketches. Under his bed, he would put material after material, they would wait there until he was finished with a new design.

Once he was settled in, he went around and mostly watched people. Normally, Jesse was very much in your face, not ever bothering to hid his true self or his big personality. However, he wasn't stupid. He knew to watch people, learn about them. After all, how can you black mail people or make them do what you want when you know nothing about them? That was his day, just watching people. Watch new comers come to hell, some looked a little nervous, some looked like they would fit right in. A few caught his eye of course, old royalty, guys he would gladly take to the closet, or even take in the hall ways. Yes, this term would be great!

Finally night came, and knowing the early morning was coming, Jesse went to sleep early and made sure his outfit was fully set out, that way he could easily get up and get dressed. He slept great, it helped he had sleeping pills he pretty much lived on. So, when the alarm went off, a whole 15 minutes before the loud alarm to wake everyone else up. He quickly pulled on his outfit, did his hair just right, and put in his nose ring, as he hated sleeping with it on. Right as he smoothed his outfit and looked himself over, the alarm went off. He sighed and tried to block out the loud ring that would hurt anyone's ears.

He went into the pile of people by the door, his eyes scanned everyone. Nodding at people who said hi or nodded towards him. The second alarm went, and people took off. Instead of taking off with the rest of them, he simply waited and watched. As most seemed to go to last years best picks, like the king or queen cards. Idiots; why would they put them in the same spots? Shaking his head, and now that it was mostly empty, he just started to walk. He looked in random spots, found a few random cards, ones that once he say wasn't the card he wanted he just put back.

As he passed the library, a fight happened. Or at least, what sounded like a fight broke out. Brains ran out and some guy followed him. "Picking on someone already, is that really how you want to start the term?" He asked the male, who just looked up, paled and walked away muttering about this being bullshit.

Something told him to follow the brains, part in curiosity about what card he just fought over, and his gut. It took him a little while, and just as he was about to give up there was a card on the floor. Hmmm, very good chance the brain tossed it away. So, either it is a good card and he didn't want it, or it was a bad card and he just ran off for nothing. Yeah; right, he thought. Noise up the hall made him quickly grab the card and moved to a more privet spot. Finally he looked at it and his heart stop. Queen, he got the fucking queen card! Oh yeah, bitches, he thought with a smirk and once the noise went down he pranced his little butt to the dean. "Oh Mr. Dean honey, I have the card I want," he practically sang while giving him the card.

A few students groaned when they noticed him hand in the queen card. A look of "eat your heart out" was prominent on his face. The dean nodded and told them to go to the stage. It took a long time, but finally, it started. Once he was introduced, he walked up, swinging his hips, and "fixed his bangs". If he had longer hair or his wig on, he would a flipped it in a "I'm better than you so eat it" type of flip. When the king was introduced, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and look over at him. Even if he was higher than him, the fact he was so new, and looked like he would run away if he could, amused him.

Ignoring the rest of it, until he was crowned. A smirk lit up his face, a leg crossing his other and gave the most "haughty tot" look he could muster. As the crowning ended, the dean went on his speech for the term. Jesse ignored him, watching the other boys of the school especially the old royals. In a way, he wanted to go flaunt his new status, to either get a rise or be the bitch he totally was. Either way, it would be fun. His thoughts were pulled away as the dean mentioned a project. When social media popped up he knew exactly what he was going to do. His thoughts pulled away again as the new king spoke. "Does he mean the Digital Student Envirment with that?" The king asked softly as he now took a better look at Jesse, "Also I am glad to meet you. Jesse, it was right?" He blabbered a bit, "What card did you find? I mean what suit of course. I had the King of Spades..."

Jesse shook his head slightly, this school was going to eat him up and spit him out. Though, the temptation to mess with him was strong, he decided it would be best to be on his good side for now. "Yes, yes, and spades. Spades I believe is this years card trait. Your new, so, I will give you a little lesson," he said as he moved close, a look of a cat catching a little bird on his face, "Don't show you're afraid, otherwise, people here will eat you right up, and not in the good way," smirking slightly he got up.

"'Scuse me doll face, but I have to go find my partners and tell them that because I'm queen I get to pick and they get to love it. See you later," he winked and blew him a kiss before walking off, his sashaying while he walked away until he was off the stage.

Once off stage, he pulled out his phone and texted his two partners, which was easy since Jesse was pleaser last year and got everyone's number. Not just because he boned them, but, because he was also the go to if the king or queen wanted anything, and that included someone's number. 'We are doing social media, and I'm leader' there was no rooms for if's and's or but's as he headed straight for the dean to tell him just what he told his partners.​
 
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Interaction: Cassius Wilmore @Lady
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Sebastien came in late, instead of coming through out the day as the other students did, he came right at dinner time. Normally, Sebastien was a very sensual guy "making friends" right away. However, he knew well enough you don't make friends until after the cards were picked. It's not like he was power hungry, or wanted friends that were high on the totem pole. The cards were more like a mark of who he could and could not fuck with. Or fuck for that matter. He had a rule; no fucking someone who could fuck up his life if they grew attached. It was how he always was. So, for the night, he watched in the shadows. After dinner, he went to his room. Not bothering to really do a meet and greet with his roommates, he unpacked and just went to sleep.

The alarm woke him up, the loud, ear piercing alarm. Thank god it stopped when it did, felt like his ears were about to bleed. One of the oh so great things about having sensitive ears. Getting up he quickly dressed and combed through his hair before following everyone else to the area. Once everything was announced, a second alarm almost made him cry out in pain sounded. He was jostled as everyone around him sped out of the area in search of good cards. Too early, it's just to early for this he thought as he headed to the kitchen. There was breakfast and coffee there, which he happily scarfed down both the food and coffee. As the caffeine made it's way through him, he already felt much better.

Getting up, he randomly searched in place's. He honestly didn't care about the system, but, being a target was worse. So, once he found the goth card, which was hidden in the courtyard by one of the many shrubs, he quickly handed it in. Not many would fight for such a low tier card, but he didn't want to take any chance's. Afterwards, he followed all the other student to the stadium. The normal new term announcements and such happened. The new king looked nervous as all hell, which made him wonder just how long he was going to be able to keep that spot.

Shrugging it off, and spacing out again, his eyes scanned the area. His watching people paused when he mentioned there would be a team project. Great! He though and sighed as he went to his phone and looked to see his partners. Luckily, it was with two geeks, good, maybe he will actually get a good grade on it. Looking away from his phone, he easily found the two males and made his way over to them. "Hey, looks like we are all working together, we should figure out what we want to do right away. I don't want to be leader, nor do I care about the topic," he said honestly while looking over the two males.​
 
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✮Nickname(s)✮
Jo

✮Gender✮
Female

✮Demon or Human✮
Human

✮Type✮
Bad Girl


✮Eye Color✮
Grass Green

✮Hair Description✮
Medium length ginger

✮Height✮
5 ft' 5ins
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168 cm

✮Weight✮
120 pounds
or
54 kg



✮Personality✮
+ Clever ~ She is good at getting around "challenges".
+ Incisive ~ She knows what she wants.

✮Strengths/Weaknesses✮
✮Fears✮
✮Secrets✮ List a few, can be silly, or serious


✮RELATIONSHIPS✮
✮Friends✮
✮Enemies✮
✮Other✮
✮Theme/Favorite Song✮


✮Anything Else✮

Kissed by a Demon
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    ✮Name✮
    Alanna Wolf

    ✮Nickname(s)✮
    Alan, Wolfy

    ✮Gender✮
    Female

    ✮Sexuality✮
    Hetero

    ✮Role✮
    Switch​
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    ✮Eye Color✮
    Blue

    ✮Hair Description✮
    Middle of the back~Blonde hair with dark roots

    ✮Height✮
    5'5 ft'in

    ✮Weight✮
    135 lbs

    ✮Piercings✮
    Ears
    Nipples
    Belly buttons

    ✮Marks✮
    Has zodiac stars in random place's on her body; they look like freckles
    Has a birthmark on the back of her neck of Atë's symbol on the back of her neck​
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    Easy going
    ~ Easy to get along with
    Clumsy ~ She can fall on air
    Curious ~ Always curious about things and people
    Lustful ~ See's almost everyone in a sexual light
    Brave ~ Can face almost anything, minus her fears
    Stubborn ~ Wont budge once she has her mind set on something

    ✮Strengths/Weaknesses✮
    "street" smart / Book smart
    Fast runner / Stamina
    Fighting / Small spaces

    ✮Fears✮
    Heights
    Spiders
    Clowns

    ✮Secrets✮
    Has a hard time loving people
    Is very lustful​
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