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A collection of characters and ideas, and perhaps a jumbled mess of codes. I am still very much terrible at coding. Characters are put into spoilers (Some of them.)

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Cairo, Egypt

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The world was endless, much as the rapid waters of the Nile or the gentle caress of the smaller streams that long since dried up since the wrath of Ra. The gods have long since fled the lands of the pharaohs. Fled the land they knew so well, the land they had created. The gods had been murdered, murdered by their own people, the people they had promised to care for. It started because of a Priest, who stole the faith of the gods with his black magic, tore the power right out from under them.

They called him 'The Sikh' and he had won the heart of the goddess Bastet, it was her who told him the secrets of her earlier lover, Anubis, and their leader Ra. And in turn it was the Sikh who had longed for the power of the gods, the one who had murdered the goddess Bast in her temple of cats. Her temple had been ruined, the signs of a struggle hung tight in the air. Offerings smashed into dust, Bastet's body was limp, buried under the beaten bodies of her cats. The metallic smell of blood lingered in the air and the night was silent. Ra was in ruins, his anger grew as he buried his daughter, his life force had drained. His wife, Hathor and him wept. Little did they know the Sikh had found a new target.

He traveled to Anubis's underworld and stole the golden heart of which the god held to open the heavens. Anubis warned his friend of the troubles the Sikh brought upon them. His plan to kill Ra and claim Egypt for his own. Yet a day later, Anubis was murdered in his own temple, his heart ripped out and placed on the same scale the god had hoped would grant him heaven. Ra refused to die like his fellow god, he would not go down easily if the human wanted to kill him. The Sun God was waiting in his chambers for this so called 'Sikh', he had heard the stories of this 'great' man from the Pharaoh's. Ra fashioned a trap of sorts to capture the man, for the Sikh had taken his daughter, and forged after his powers. Yet Ra was unprepared for the Sikh. The sun god's wife longed for her revenge, longed for her children to return to her and the man who murdered them held responsible.

The two were not prepared for the Sikh's power. For the man snuck into their chambers not as himself, but as their dearly beloved daughter, Bastet. The Sikh was a shapeshifter, a creature of dark magic the gods have never seen before, they knew very little of this man. They had believed she was alive, used one of her given lives to warn them, but instead they were met with the dark eyes of their daughter and the shaft of dual blades. The King and Queen of the Gods had fallen, and the world slipped into darkness. The remaining gods had been slaughtered in their wakes, their bodies left to rot and get mangled by the crocodiles. The gods were dead, and Egypt fell into an endless existence.

The Sikh had poisoned the land, he pushed on a belief of one god, one creator who knew no bounds. However, the Sikh had forgotten the Grandparent Gods, Osiris and Isis. Osiris had seen his son, Anubis at the gates, pounding his way in. However, it was the same as any of the other days his son got moody.
Isis knew, she wasn't blind to the world above theirs, it had gone dark and souls lined up at the gate to get their heart weighed, yet without Anubis, they lingered in the void. Her eyes stared out onto the dark world, but what she saw shook her. A swarm of cats hung around a grave, the city was empty. The inhabitants tried to pray to their new god for safety, a new god the Sikh had provided.

From the grave popped up another cat, and then another, each one mangled and missing flesh and bone, from the others. The dug at the ground, and Isis heard the most blood curdling scream, the scream of Bastet dying to break free from her sarcophagus. Isis gathered her husband and the two in disguise helped the small cats dig up their goddess. Bastet crawled out of her grave in anger, explained how one man murdered her and Anubis, she had not known about her father. A few years later and the three gods were able to revive their fallen gods, give them new life. They had managed to kill the Sikh (so they thought) but he had placed a curse on them. A curse which changed their fates. The gods became angry, became the forms of which were sinful. But word of the Sikh has returned to Egypt and the gods must act fast to regain their full strength and end the Sikh and his followers once and for all.

Rules

1. In order to make sure everyone gets a role, please limit your characters to two, until further notice.
2. You do have the choice of which god you wish to play and which sin or virtue you wish them to be. I do ask that you seek my permission beforehand in case a sin/virtue was taken, etc.

3. Real face claims please.
4. The role of the Sikh will be chosen randomly once the rp gets going, there will be a drawing to see who gets to play the role and it will be discussed in full detail through PM.

5. Gods in Egyptian mythology are related to one another, however if this is not something you are okay with for pairings, you may have your character not related.
6.All pairings are acceptable. However, do not have your character be homosexual but have them lusting after a character from the opposite sex. It will be seen as rude and will not be tolerated. You will be asked to change your character's sexual orientation and after a second warning, you will be removed from the rp.
7. Please make your post at least 2-3 paragraphs at minimum. Anything smaller than that will result in a warning and the second time it happens will be a removal from the roleplay.
8. GRAMMAR. Make sure you know how to spell and form complete sentences before joining the rp. If english is not your first language, that's perfectly fine, just watch your spelling and punctuation.

9. Sexual Themes: This is a Redstar rp so sexual acts will happen. However, don't make it the main focus of the rp. It is not.

10. DRAMA: Save it for your mama. Seriously. If you are a drama queen or king... it's time to leave the throne and get out. I won't ask twice. Once you act like a bitch, you will be treated like one.

11. OOC vs IC: There will be a discord chat made for plotting and general talk. IC will have no chatting whatsoever. OOC on discord is all talk.

12. Any problems need to be brought to me. As well as any concerns or questions.


 
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✵BASTET

Age: Old enough.

Gender: Female

Sexuality:
Pansexual (Yet her heart is drawn towards the one who held it for centuries. He still holds it despite him hating her)

Position:
~Daughter of Ra
~WRATH
~Goddess of Cats


✵APPEARANCE

Height: 5'9"

Weight: 124lbs
Hair: Bast's hair reaches down to her mid back, naturally in loose curls, most likely kept that way by the strange methods of sleep and sleeping habits the goddess has. When Revival hit Bastet, her hair became an Ombre, black at the roots until the tip of her ears, then luscious golden blonde. When going out amongst the people, Bast will wrap the length of her hair in cloth, to further hide her change to her followers.
Eyes: Bastet's eyes are those of a cats, her human form doesn't hide much but her irises are slightly more upwardly slender. They are a vibrant gold with small flecks of blue and gold.
Tattoos/Markings: Bast has a few tattoos, some are small and can barely be seen. She does have a chest tattoo of Isis. As her relationship with her father was a rocky one and a mother figure was nearly nonexistent. She chose to seek out Isis and Osiris as parents, to which the God declined. The goddess was the one who helped free Bast from her grave and therefore the cat goddess holds a great deal of respect towards the woman. It has been a tattoo she has held for a long time, since she was a child.
One of the small tattoos she has is shrined to Anubis, and recently it has been a tattoo that has been a bane to her. Her love for the man was endless and it stands for the promises she has made to the death god.

✵PERSONALITY OVERVIEW

~Bastet has the personality of a cat, very fitting for the Goddess of Cats. She's not lazy by any means but she has her moments. Her attitude is always 'I won't do it unless it's my idea' and that comes with casual things as well as her love life, yet it hasn't gotten her anything but heartbreak. Bastet's a curious, headstrong, and dominant soul, she doesn't take kindly to being told what to do, even if it's coming from her father. Yet it's covered by a more lax and aggressive outer shell.

~Despite this secretive nature of hers, Bast can be very affectionate, when she wants to be. And when she wants affection she'll make sure to let you know. She's got a mean streak that seemed to enhance when she rose from the grave. It's easy to anger her and send her on a rampage to where very little will calm her down. On occasion she will show a playfulness that when it mixes with her anger, on purpose or accidentally, something gets broken or someone get either hurt or end up dead.
~She also seems to show a lack of sympathy for certain items and persons, her own items and cats are an exception of course. Bastet does hold herself in contempt and this seems to have rose up along with her undying anger towards everyone around her. It's clear she holds herself to blame for the choices she has made, including those with Sikh and since the arise of her lover, Anubis.
~Bast has become much of a loner, she prefers to stay alone with her cats in her temple. She cannot forgive herself for what has happened and this has caused her isolation from her family and those she held dear. She has become a force of anger and sadness, her only peace is to be alone.
Likes: Cats, the Nile river, Sunlight, Heights, Kittens, Yarn, fish, crafting, singing, dancing, carving, reading, sleeping, sex, cuddling, gold and shiny coins, the reflection of the sun on the waters/same as the moon, Isis, birds, soft things (skin, cloth, fur, etc)
Dislikes: Sikh, Snakes, Rodents, Her own self brought Isolation, Osiris (For his unwillingness to take her in while Isis did, and his unwillingness to accept his own son), Horus (For the long kept anger he has brought upon his brother), the curse that has made her so angry.
Strengths: Flexible, Intelligent,
Weaknesses: Anubis (Though she will never admit how much she truly cares for the god, she will go to great lengths to make sure he will never feel the grasp of death once more), Dying animals, Children, Her own Unforgiving nature
Fears: Drowning. Being buried alive..again. Losing the love of her life because of the choices she makes.
Secrets:
~ Still in love with Anubis and regrets everyday that she couldn't have tried harder to make them work.
~ Dislikes being Ra's favorite child
~ Longs for the forgiveness of the others, even when her attitude says otherwise.
~ Refuses to sleep in her own chambers for the fear of her blood once again staining those walls. This time not by the Sikh's hands, but by the man she once called her Lover.

✵BIOGRAPHY


✵ABILITY

Animal Manipulation: Linked with her true form and her natural ability to turn into a giant cat when threatened. In full cat form she takes the place of an Egyptian Mau, roughly bigger than a Siberian Tiger. Her animal manipulation allows her to control the motions and senses of various animals. Cats are mostly the causes of her affections, for they are drawn to her and have been believed to be her children, additions to herself.

~She has the power to tame wild animals, however if they are not cats, her power is only as limited as her eye contact. With eye contact gone, the animal regains it's mental capability and may chose to strike or run away, the choice is now its own. Most animals don't seem threatened by this manipulation power, as cats are drawn to Bastet anyways.
~Animal Scrying~ Gives her the ability to control one animal and take control of not only it's body but it's senses as well. She can see and feel what they feel and hear what they hear. However this is loose and the animal can chose to disconnect itself from her power. She will lose her current Scrying if the animal is killed.


Her current affections will always be with cats.

✵MISCELLANEOUS

Bastet's true form- https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ce/a0/e4/cea0e49393856c2b80f5666b5d550d2a.jpg

Bastet's True Cat form (A foot longer and taller than a Siberian Tiger)- http://www.fantasticpetcare.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/Egyptian-Mau-History.jpg
 
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Cyllian Andre Moore




Information

Nickname || Cyl
Pronunciation || Sill-Ee-AEn
Age || 27 Years of Age
Sign/Bloodtype || Aries / O-
Status/Rank || Delta
Gender/Sex || Stag - Male
Sexual Orientation || Bisexual (leans towards males)
Occupation || Splendid Coats Boutique Owner / Taxidermist

Human Height || 6'2"
Eye Color || Blue - Light blue with flecks of grey that collect on the inside of the pupils. Often in various lighting, Cyllian's eyes will appear to become a light grey entirely or even white. Dark eyelashes at the base, filling out to a light red in thin whisps.
Hair Color || Dark Crimson
Complexion || Moderately fair. Being as much of a loner as he is, he's not fond on the sunlight, choosing to stay indoors has given him a paler sheen. Sleeping more than he should voids him of any dark circles.
Other Descriptors || Cyllian is rather built for being as lazy as he is. Slender legs to match his long form. Muscles forming from running more often created from lifting heavy creatures he collects on his journeys outside (bears, elk, etc). Void of tattoos, Cyllian does possess scars of varying sizes along his forearms, consistent with dealing with sharp objects though most of them do not look like accidents. Noticeably his main scar is the one he claimed over his left eyebrow, a memory he rather keep repressed. Cyllian is a jogger, leaving town usually between the hours of midnight to 3am to do his morning runs, usually always coming home with some animal of sorts over his shoulders, bleeding onto his shoulders. Being a runner, hes got powerful legs, stretching with toned muscle across his ligaments, centralizing at a rather round pair of cheeks.

Owning the boutique in the area, he prefers to make his own clothes. Choosing more dark colors and the comfort of furs. Cyllian won't often wear a simple T-shirt and jeans. If jeans are to be needed, they are handcrafted versions of skinny jeans, as he likes the slim fit but isn't fond of the tightness in the groin area. Shirts for Cyllian are mostly jackets with a single button to hold it's shape. Shoulders are usually adorned with beads and feathers or stitched with embroidered flowers or vines. When not in public and often when he is, he prefers to be shirtless as his morning jogs result in more bloodied clothes than he'd like.
(Example of body type)


Wendigo Height || 7'3"
Eye Color || Same as his normal eyes, but take on a deer like appearance. Become wide with shots of brown jutting from his pupils like spilled ink.
Hair Color || More black/Red. Red at the roots but black as the hair grows out. Still keeping the same length as his human form.
Complexion || Reddish Ivory
Fur Color/ Pattern || Reddish- Brown. Specks of black here and there- black following the V-line of his hips.
Other Descriptors || Cyllian takes more from a deer than most other Wendigo. Antlers including fur takes akin to an Elk, with large jutting antlers at their thick base. Growing more inches from the top of his head, his body becomes more full in muscle, thickening in size as well as a Reddish- Brown coat mimicking the fur of a Red fox. Slender chest becomes speckled with peach fuzz which during the winter thickens to that of cat's ear, showing hair but making it appear as if it's simply floating from his skin. The base of his hips thicken with more of that coarse Red/Brown fur, marked with thick spots of black closer to his groin, where the fur becomes softer.

Wide ears to match a Mule Deer however, coarse light grey almost white around the lobes with that rich color of his fur to their back, coming together at the base of his neck and leaves a hairy trail down his spine of black to his tail before joining the rest of his fur at his legs.

Cyllian's teeth become sharp fangs much like a wolf, instead of having two sets of canines on the top and bottom, Cyllian has four. Two sets on the top and two sets down bottom, close and just as sharp as the tip of a knife. Built for every bite to be the most damaging.

Calls sounding more Elk like in nature, with a few natural Wendigo noises.

During hunting Cyllian fashioned himself a mask out of an Elk's skull. Made to attach under his chin and clip onto his antlers to give him a more fearsome look. Fur on the back of the skull made out of Falcon feathers dried reeds, made to look like wild hair.
(Main Example) (Example 2- Antlers)


Scent || Metallic- More so the smell of freshly spilled blood. Earthy tones of Mint and the first stages of rain on a hot day. Often some hints of natural grown Vanilla and formaldehyde (after procuring a new project).


Personality || Being of O bloodtype, Cyllian is a confident man, having many goals to aim for and going for them despite having a plan for them or not. Strong Mentality for someone with a past like his. He is cheerful and devoted, valuing the relationships made with others. His cheerful side is hidden quite deep inside himself and only shows it towards those he trusts or when he is by himself. He loves to smile all the same, the only true smiles he gets being alone. Yet, he is sociable to a point, preferring to keep to himself, he will go out for small errands and make contact. Honest to those who deserve it, he can talk honestly to everybody he meets, giving him a wide relation with the rest of the town. On these social outings, Cyllian doesn't mind doing miscellaneous tasks, such as taking care of someone else, as long as what he is doing will make others happy.

Romantically, Cyllian is a dreamer who seeks for the emotional romance more than sexual. He follows his own ideals in finding a partner. Outside layers of Cyllian often push him to be cold and distant to even his closest companions, this is simply a front as he is emotional. Having sympathy for people and things, he's kind to those who are kind to him and that kindness will always be head strongly projected towards animals.

Yet being his father's son he will not hesitate to put you in your place if you overstep his boundaries. There is a hardness to that personality and it takes very little effort to push it out, turning him into an irritable stag who will not stand to be pushed around, and a passionate hothead.

Being so much like his mother, his beliefs are more in the soul of a being than their personalities. Believing a creatures soul only dies when it has escaped a body, via an open wound etc. Leaving a wound open means the soul of a creature will escape and be lost to the world forever. Hence why his home is filled with creatures both living and dead, the living with stitched up bodies and the dead stuffed and mounted.


Mate(s) If Any || None/ Many. Cyllian has had many partners, mostly during rut he simply picks females to spread his genes. Preferring to look for a more mental/Emotional stimulating love. Believing more like eagles where if he were to pick a mate it would be for life, not a single rutting season.
Family || Samara Moore - Mother (deceased) | Daniel Moore - Father (Murdered by his own son in self defense)
Allies || TBA
Enemies (If Any) || The only known enemy is the one he once had to call Father.

Strengths || Sewing. Taxidermy. VooDoo (dabbles in it much as his mother used to), Astronomy. Fashion/ Design. Firearms (always carries a handgun on him at all times). Archery. Baking. Anatomy. Intelligence. Good with children. Distant (Doesn't get too emotionally tied)

Weaknesses || Wounded animals. Too distant (doesn't open up to others). Skeptical. Possessive. His low-key thirst for chaos/disobedience.


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Geom EunSae
'We all dream we can fly, but there is always someone ready to clip your wings'


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The sky was dark, the same as usual where even the brightest of stars couldn't shine past the smoke and soot that filled the air. It was a dull time for the sounds of gunfire had ceased but continued to rattle the lungs of the men who fought to keep themselves a shred of hope. It was always the same group of men huddled together against a small fire that only illuminated each others fears. They held the same weapons and the same backs were pressed together, keeping watch. This was a land they did not wish to be in, this was not their civil war, and yet their brothers were dying on the front lines. Crimson eyes stared into the burning laps of the fire, surrounded by his own comfort and the unitized bond of brotherhood.

"You think this war will end Geom?" A light sigh followed as the back of a man's head rested against the Alpha's. A long true companion since training day. A soft chuckle from another male off to Geom's side who placed a cigarette into his mouth and lit it up, grumbling.

"Never. I'd rather be back at fucking camp setting the tent on fire. Not in this shithole doing another man's job" the man complained as usual. He usually complained once but was the silent type, for the most part. Fingers running through dusted raven hair as Geom was reminded of boot camp and rolling grand hips against his cynical favorite under the moonlight.

His body left that peaceful night. Heart racing against his rib cage as red eyes opened to the desert, sand nipping at his flesh and twisting his hair. Bullets feeding every direction whizzing by his head in sets. He had heard his name, the code name given to him at boot camp by his squadron upon their first training mission. But it was too late.

A bullet bit him hard on the side of the head, tearing into his fresh and knocking him to the ground like a rag doll.
 









Vi Fjorn
'To live you must become a lie, To be a lie you must have the will to live'

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Lights flew by in uninteresting waves, the cities and valleys he crossed in order to get back to his new country he considered home. Blonde hair pressed against the window of the slow moving plane, red eyes closing as the chill of the cold window set an overheating body at ease. Korea was beautiful, the country that gave him life and set him to run away, but over the years it had become a dull expanse to the male. He'd been there too many times, seen all the same things and the only difference was the amount of tourists each year. The male with his tired eyes held onto his drink in both hands to keep it suspended from falling in between the males crossed legs. Sitting cross legged on a chair not meant for it was his specialty, as awkward as it made him look, it was the position he was more comfortable in.

The male was leaving a day early from his scheduled time. It was wise to his managers to point out that he should not be attending his own soft release for his makeup line promptly named after himself. A request Vi had no intention of confirming. A creator not attending his own soft open for the brand he's been working on for three years to perfect, no way in hell. Working day in and multiple trips to and from Korea to make his product the best that it could be. As a model and a singer he was in way over his head trying to make a new profession for himself.

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"Sir, we have arrived at Spectrum Airport." A kind woman smiled down at the blonde, her Korean was almost rustic, but she had tried her best and for the most part he could piece together what she was saying quite well. Vi jumped a little but rubbed his eyes of the sleep that had caught them, careful not to rub too rough and move his contacts around. It could stir up some rather big trouble if part of a blue eye poked through his faux crimson.

"How long have I been out pray tell?" The model questioned the stewardess as politely as he could. Eyes staring at her rather softly. She was cute, a round face and short features hidden under wisps of blackened bobbed hair. Her eyes a rather pastel blue, far different than his own but still just as beautiful.

"Almost Nine hours. You must have been tired" The small beta pursed her pink lips. Speaking in English this time to Vi, sounding far more confident in the actions. "We also left the other airport 10 hours ago so you slept pretty good, I'd say"

There was a light smile on his face as he exited the plane, sure it was 5am and sure he had flown day and night for nearly a week it seemed but that did not matter in the slightest. He was going to attend his release and answer any fan questions he was sure they would have. At least to be a good person, the whiskey he held in his hand couldn't be allowed past TSA, the beta downed


 



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WEAPON D115-R
CODENAME- FATHER RED/RED
ABILITIES: More info: HERE
Four invisible hands able to reach up to two meters long and unseen by eyes other than their owners, these Vectors are controlled and maneuvered by intense vibrations.They are mainly used as weapons, with which the Diclonius can move, bludgeon, or, most commonly, cut up any offending person or object in their way. Depending on the settings the Diclonii chooses these Vectors can do the following:
  • Low: Can go through objects without causing physical interference. Cannot be seen nor heard.
  • Medium: Lift and throw objects, disrupt blood vessels. Can be seen with steam or smoke, can be felt like the pressure of a human hand.
  • High: Slash through most material of low to medium density, Carry liquid on surface. Can be seen with steam or smoke, can be felt which results in injury. Makes a low humming similar to a hummingbirds wing beats.
  • Extremely high: Visible, Explosively powerful vibrations. Has the ability to kill the user because of Entropy.
AGE: 24 Years (Human)
480 years (Diclonii- age twenty years for every human year)

APPEARANCE:
height: 6'0 ft

eyes: Dangerous looking red eyes, black around the iris. Seem to stare into your soul, some scientists describe it as looking into the pits of hell.

hair: Thick vibrant red hair, similar to blood when it's first spilt.

body: Muscular build, washboard abs but the rest of his muscles are separated evenly through his body, much like the form of a dancer.

markings: Due to his advanced healing, D115-R has no scars. He does have a small mole above his eye and various others on his body.

body mods: A single pierced ear, on his left side with two holes.

other: Cat like horns protruding through his head, believed to be the source of vibrations for his Vectors. However, to remove them to stop the vectors results in Diclonii hitting Critical Vector control, no subjects live. His horns are built into his skull and do not fall off like that of a deer.

FACTS:
* Red was given the name "Father Red" after the numerous births of diclonii which resulted in all females. D115-R was the first recorded born male Diclonii in over a thousand years, giving him the name Father Red, for his maraschino cherry red hair color upon birth and the first one of his kind to take a male gene.

* D115-R was the first Diclonii to be used against the Rebels and surrounding militaries, helping kill hundreds of people and is responsible for advanced security.

* D115-R is currently one of the only living Diclonii, along with two other females. These females are used strictly for testing (pain tolerance, healing, etc) They have never been outside their confines and are therefore considered 'useless' by the faculty. Hidden from the world since birth, these females have never touched the ground and are suspended blindly by chains.

* It is clear to scientists that the safest way to house D115-R is blindfolded, while they have lost men trying to confine and remove the sight of Father Red, his Vectors work differently to his female counterparts. His vectors can still be used while he is blindfolded, and through trial and error they found that out, all the while littering the graveyard.

* D115-R refuses to harm animals and seems to grow more irate when an animal is harmed. His willingness to harm humans is frightening. During his confinement, D115-R had a special security guard who would see him and bring small animals to comfort Red, if order for them to run tests.

 
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Kim Jooyoung 10.30.17

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✵AUTO

Real Name: Lee JungHae
Age: 27
Birthday: March 25th
Zodiac: Aries
Gender: Male
Level:
Terran (Born),
Mezzanine (Moved)
Occupation: Hacker, DJ on the side.

Dangerous- Left Boy


✵PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Standing at a lengthy 6ft 3 inches, Auto is what some would say a tower of a man, through his presence in the face of others would say otherwise. Being tall yet, he does not openly give a aura of power more so of one "too lax to act". He's got various scars on his arms and hands from his tech denying cooperation. Having an above average build means he is far from a body builder but has the form of someone who works out 3 times a week. Good muscle definition layers strong limbs. Curly black hair which is usually unkept and only ran through with a comb or parted at his forehead. If he's in the mood, as rare as it is, he will straighten his hair and then style it. One point in his life, he had a Mohawk. He was also fond of the crazy hair colors, having blonde at the time he created his mask, he's since then stuck to a blue-ish black much like his natural hair color.

Auto has small tattoos all over his body, most have been done on a whim and have no meaning. Most he has done to himself and others he got done on some decisions in drinking and drug use.

Auto's voice is rather deep, through his mask it's given a more animated light tone, something that's considered playful, thanks to the voice modifier he installed in. His voice without his mask is the opposite, it's low and deep and when he talks it's enough to catch someone off guard.

Auto wears tight jeans as most of the items he's working with have small screws which will easily get lost or a leg that will get caught in wires. He's a fan of chokers and earrings as he does have two ear piercings. He loses most of his muscle definition on his torso and arms as he rarely wears t-shirts. Tank tops and large hoodies (usually two sizes too big) are where Auto finds comfort but he's not above getting into Mesh shirts or see through ones. He'd never truly admit that his fashion sense is a mix of punk and hipster gothic.. but it is. Examples Here: #1 #2

What makes Auto different from the rest is the mask he never seems to take off. A mask which covers his eyes and mouth which consists of leather masking two small fans on the inside which keeps the leather cooled to prevent his face from getting sweaty. Eyes with an LED screen programmed with emoji's to which he can use to show his emotions as they react with facial movement and blood pressure. The object of this mask is unknown, only that he has never been seen with it off. The mouth is covered in spikes, much like the spikes on his favorite set on converse. (See Gif below for example).

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✵PERSONALITY OVERVIEW

Auto has a wild and humorous personality, always cracking jokes at the expense of others and never himself. He's sarcastic and while he does have the tendency to keep to himself, in a group he'll be the first to share his opinion even if the others disagree.

Due to his "Lax" approach to most things' he's also been known to go with the flow on group decisions even if they conflict with his own. He wants to be a team player, and things usually go in his way in the end. As long as he gets to break something big, he's along for the ride. This nature leads those close enough to him to get that caring soft boy underneath, but he'd be on his death bed before he'd let it show.

Aggressive. He does seem to have a hankering for getting violent and because of his childhood, it's unfortunately his most known quality. He's protective of what he claims is his. Going as far as solving his issues with a sledgehammer. His aggression extends into his strategic thinking however, choosing to be the one with his hand on the trigger as a way to solve a problem. He's not the one you'd call to solve something small.

Mixed with a rather crude form of humor, he's easily one the shy people veer away from. However, with all his outward bravado, he is shy in public settings, keeping to himself and not saying much. In fact he rather not be around people at all, choosing a weird comfort with technology more than human contact.

✵STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES

+High Intelligence: Despite his Anarchistic outbursts, Auto can fix robots and AI's. Building his own 3D printer for weapons and the like. Auto at one point also built his mask and the AI that controls it's automatic facial recognition.

+Hacking Skills: Mostly been self taught, having his own profile and profiling software that has kept his identity from the FBI and police out for his head, he's been giving them the run around for years.

+Combat: Despite being lax, he is a brutal combatant, preferring the long distance 'shock and awe' with explosives and heavy weaponry. He does know various forms of close combat techniques but would like to keep a distance as to not use them.

+Parkour.

+Demolition Expertise: Now this skill is unknown on how it became. Perhaps his volatile personality which led to wanting to see things ruined turned into an interest for explosives. Now it's a newfound talent still being worked on. He loves the arrangement of fireworks. Far better at breaking things apart than putting them back together. But you need something destroyed, tell him where to go and let him have his fun.

- Patience
- Shy around strangers
- Loses all confidence without his mask
- Doesn't trust easily, let alone anyone.
- Anger gets the better of him and more things end up broken before he can calm down.


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✵BIOGRAPHY

This part of Auto's story is little in importance from when he gets older. He grew up in the bad part of the city, his older brother getting heavily into drugs, including the latest drug hitting the area. Having two parents on their death beds would have been enough turmoil for the two brothers, or they would hope. Three years later their father had convinced young Auto to illegally procure a gun from a vendor within the community, claimed it was for protection and being a 7 year old boy with a brother fading in and out on drugs, he did what he was told.

A gun that was being bought for protection quickly became a gun to which his parents, suffering with cancers and no money, ended their lives. It was a clear suicide and the gun had been taken by police who questioned the children. Seeing as a now 8 year old boy couldn't find decent housing with dead parents and a brother now facing jail time for drug abuse... the police tried to salvage Auto in the only way they could manage for a boy in Terran. A home for Orphaned Boys.

The home kept older boys and younger separated, but when Auto arrived the only space they had was with the older boys, and so Auto was given a new home with 20 troubled and orphaned teenagers. Where the older you were, the higher in authority you were. At 18, if you couldn't get adopted, the Home removed you and left you to fend for yourself in the city streets. He was the outcast for a year, being picked on, getting spiders put into his bed while he slept, the older boys spilling their porridge over his head during lunch. He was only 8 years old, not fitting in any small gangs the boys had, and the eldest boys abused their power.

The sweet boy who some believed never had a mean bone in his body, was slowly growing one, without his brother to defend him, Auto took on a more aggressive personality. Going as far as getting a hold of a box of matches from the locked storage house and burning the older boys clothes on the lawn, to cutting up their beds with a knife raided from the kitchens. The boy which had gone bullied until he turned 14 years old, had been taken under the wings of an 18 year old boy who everyone considered the leader. This leader found Auto to be weak, but seeing as it was his bed who had gotten cut to shit and his clothes which had been apart of the bonfire that almost burned down the yard; Auto was an asset.

The older boys had a deal to which they traded snacks and other goods to another orphan home, an all girls home. Small amounts of hacking had become a daily for the boys, tricking the computer system into setting more quantities for supplies to be shipped. This is where Auto found his love for hacking, learning enough from his mentor to set his own plans.

The two boys staged a fight, and fighting they had gotten away with for years, until today. Their fight involved orderlies and a guard got injured, but they got off with a warning and later kicked out once the Headmaster was called. The two boys were released into the world, and like any other boy who got released in Terran, they made their money by shady deals.

By 18 years old, Auto had successfully knocked ten years off this brothers sentence, a little "Glitch" in the Prison's computer filing system. His brother got released a year later, but the two never found each other, instead his brother found his way back into drugs and Auto found his way into Mezzanine.


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Mezzanine was an upgrade from Terran, not much looking down from Cloud, but to a boy who grew up with nothing, this was a major upgrade to his situation. News of his skills in engineering and hacking had reached a very prominent family in Cloud. A family of political mayors had caught wind of an illegal engineer with a neat little talent, one they could use. It originally started that Auto was just to aid the family in political ads, hack into the election ballots, social media, etc. They paid him handsomely and kept it out of the books. He didn't exist but they knew his name, and that enough would eventually backfire.

Auto upgraded to their standing engineer and IT once he got caught fixing their AI's, he became an asset. But like all things, his victory came to an end once the truths began slipping and someone had left his simple coding open. Having been in control of the AI that oversaw the family's finances, Auto had been stock piling fractions of their money shipped over to foreign accounts, to his own. Something he had been doing for years, and while the code was broken, he got pinned for everything once the truth came out. Who would they believe? An upstanding family built on extortion and lies in Cloud, or a hacker from Terran? Obviously he lost his case. And the family pinned all their wrong doings on him.

The family wouldn't rest until his head was on a silver platter and paid the police through the teeth to get them to put him as a threat. Like in old westerns, he's wanted Dead or Alive, and Alive has been covered with white out.

Of course Auto had to buy himself some time, he planted a fake profile within the FBI and built his own mask to hide all the features facial recognition could use to find him. Lee JungHae no longer exists.

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✵MISCELLANEOUS


* Rarely takes off his mask. Never in front of people and only at night when his room is secured shut from entry. He doesn't eat or drink in front of people, as it would result in him taking off his mask.

* Origin of nickname is unknown, perhaps it's because he's quick to anger as if it's an automatic response, or his automatic urge to destroy whatever comes his way. Through the drive to keep himself hidden, his real name has been scraped from all forms of media, yet the FBI has it in written documents.

* DJ's at an underground club that goes under the name Vive, in which houses the city's most undesirables. Keeps him in the 'know' with the latest hackers, drugs, police activity, etc.

* Blood type is O-.

* Is labeled as an "Unknown Error" in FBI profilers. A trick he learned working under his employers before they put the bounty on his head, spending weeks reformatting their coding, he was able to make his own profiler to combat theirs. Giving them a false name and picture every time his file was clicked on, often it would provide just an error.

* It's speculation that his brother may have overdosed. If anyone close to him asks, Auto will say he never had a brother. Though FBI written case files say otherwise. They claim the mask is there so he doesn't see his parents, or his brother when he looks in the mirror.

* Auto likes Dubstep, Electronic, etc types of music. Pop is alright, Hip Hop is decent. Jazz is a no go, and Country is on thin fucking ice.

* He knows five languages, English, Korean, Chinese, Japanese, and Russian. However, it's unclear how he learned Russian since no observations have been clear that he's had a chance to learn the language. It could also be that he just talks a fake form of Russian out his ass and it works.











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✵ SPARTAN

Name: Alexandrios Dehvalos
Age: 28
Birthday: November 29th
Zodiac: Sagittarius
Gender: Male
Level:Terran (Born),
Occupation: Drug Dealer- Club Owner

Honor- Atreyu

✵PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Standing at a solid 6'4", he holds a presence of authority similar to how a businessman holds himself in the presence of others. Broad shoulders and a well built form, held under relatively tan skin. Being a mix of Greek and Italian, Alex has a chiseled jawline and thick brows, a sharp nose which has taken a few punches. Deep set eyes which give the impression that he's always mad, but that's just how his face looks. Thick brown hair like chocolate. It wouldn't be incorrect to say that his dog is an addition of himself.

Alexios has a few tattoos, all of which have various meanings. A quite large tattoo on his right forearm of an anchor with a skull at it's cross points, a symbol to remind him where he came from and what he must do. HERE.

A tattoo of a wolf face on his left forearm of when he rescued Kyria, and the part wolf that lives inside her, this tattoo actually covers up a set of scars in the shape of teeth, from when he pushed Kyria too far and she had to set her boundaries with him, frankly it made them closer. the Wolf shines with a golden eye to match Kyria's. HERE

A tattoo on his the right side of his chest, underneath his collar bone which says Verzi, this one is unknown and he'll change the story everytime he's asked about it. Verzi could either be the last name of his Great Grandfather, or the code word for a group of Greek members in a Mafia.

Alexios had a more refined and relaxed style, he prefers loose T-shirts and tight pants with either slacks or boots. Often he will adorn half open button up shirts and black or dark blue slacks that can easily hide blood splatter. He is a fan of rings, and always has a set of rings on his left hand in the same order, see biggest picture for detail.


✵PERSONALITY OVERVIEW

Spartan is a very charming individual, his aura is that of calm. He's a patient man when it comes to things that mean little, but is easy to anger if that patience is taken for granted. He's got the makings of a leader with a heart of Silver painted gold. He's shifty, choosing to keep only those he deems worthy close, but will be quick to show how little you mean to him. Half of him loves to make people laugh and while it never shows, he's got a kind heart. He wishes to help people the best he can but his anger makes him fall flat.

He loves children though, still being a child himself in some ways, he relates to them. He is a gentleman, willing to open doors for people and help old ladies with their groceries. Logical and thinking, unlike his adopted brother, Alexios does not let his anger get the better of him. His face looks angry anyways so a small flash of a smile is misleading. He can be cool as a cucumber one moment than toss you over a bar the next.

While he is closed and rather off-putting, he tries his best to open himself up to showing the softer side of himself. A side that is usually only held for his dog.

✵STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES

Business Ethics- Without the classes, Alex is a successful businessman, both in his dealings with drugs and the dealings of his nightclub.
Boxing
Dancing
Logical
Close Combat

- Impatient
- Punch first, ask questions later
- Con artist
- Children/ Animals



✵BIOGRAPHY

Alexandrios was an immigrant from Greece, travelling to Zip City with his Italian mother to hide from an abusive father and husband. Travelling by ship was very hard on a young Alexios who would steal food from the cook to feed his slowly dying mother. They were stowaways that no one wanted, but it was a pity they got, they had nothing left in Greece but a ruined house. And the few Italian workers gave them promise of passport and freedom. New York would have been the place to go to seek a proper life, like his grandfather had said. But New York had a list of newer family problems, and being near the ocean sounded like home.

Alexios was given to the orphanage by his mother who believed a home with other boys would be better fit for her son, she was ill and poor and the two of them could not speak any English, not even Spanish. Work was hard and with a foreclosed home, the orphanage was better for her son while she stayed on the streets. Alexios didn't protest, he knew how life worked even though it hurt so much to leave his mother behind, it made him bitter for years. A bitter 7 year old who believed it was everyone's fault for what his father had done and had the scars to prove it. As he grew older he fell into the short lines of his own group of boys, each one becoming his family until he ranked up at 15 years old. They picked each leader for the age groups by boxing, though the exception was if you stood out to the leader of a certain group, their age meant they were over the other groups and had a say to where you went.

Alexios did not have the honor of being chosen, he fought his way to the top position and stayed their for years. That's where he wanted to be, in control and about as untouchable as a religion. They needed money, and it was a request of his peers for more snacks, trial and error got them there and the boys rode it till the end. They had a full business at the boys dorms, shipping and controlling the quantities under the noses of every supervisor and nurse.

A few months after he turned 18, a new boy was welcomed into their group. He had been picked on and in retaliation set fire to the older boys clothes and had the nerve to cut up Alexios's bed. While he got a beat down afterwards to learn his place, Alexios found something similar in the Asian that he himself had, both their fates had been tragic and they shared the same drive to make sure no one messed with them again. The two became thick as thieves and even escaped together to start their own careers. Giving off a nickname to the Asian, Auto.

The two split ways once Auto found a better job, working for a rich family in the cloud district and Alex moved to the coms to continue the career he's always wanted. Starting his own nightclub and being there for his friend. He had stolen a puppy and raised her, finding comfort in her company while he filtered into drug dealing as a side job.

✵MISCELLANEOUS


* Was the one who took Auto in as his brother. Taught him the basics of fighting and hacking. Could be the source of how the masked male learned Russian.

* Blood type: O+

*Alex's main language is Greek. He knows Greek, Italian, Russian, and English. Growing up in the orphanage he used his fellow kids and Eminem to learn most of his English, so he tends to swear like a sailor.

* His favorite music genres are Rock and Old School Hip Hop. Loves Rihanna and Eminem.
Favorite song is: California Love by 2Pac.

* "If my dog doesn't like you.. neither do I"

* Alexios owns the underground Club, Vive. Most of his hard earned deals go through this way.

* His nicknames are: Spartan. Alexi and Alexios.

* Has a dog named Kyria (Pronounced as Keu- Vee- Ah). A German Shepard he 'rescued' from the Cloud City police Academy. Kyria was a child of unsupervised breeding, having a fraction of wolf in her, which shows clearly in her size and face, she would've been put down before she had a chance to live her life. She never leaves Alex's side, and never is on a leash.

Either by accident or planned circumstance, Kyria does not know English, her only understanding is Greek, and therefore only close friends and Alexandrios can control her.

She is easily the light of Alex's life, and an unspeakable wrath shall face any who harm her.
Keeping her master close, Kyria is single handedly responsible for the take down and murders of those who still partake in dog fighting rings, a job her and Alexios control better than the police.
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✵ AKIRA

Name: Amun Akira
Age: 28
Birthday: March 16th
Zodiac: Aries
Gender: Male
Level: Cloud
Occupation:Model-Drug Dealer/Creator

Wolf in sheep's clothing- Set it Off

✵PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Standing at 6'3" Akira has a firm body. Muscles layer under his skin, and flowing throughout his long legs and abdomen. Chocolate brown eyes and hair the colors of a pearl, the male can easily stand out. Having his ears pierced as well as his nipples. Slender feminine hands and lips, Akira would be able to mimic a woman if not for his strong jawline. He has no tattoos but various scars around his body for fights and injuries he's collected but never felt.

Akira's fashion comes from being formal, tuxedo's and streetwear are his usual digs when modelling. Outside that it's just tuxedo's or sweats when he's home alone. He's a fan of boots instead of dress shoes and even makes the time to iron his own clothes instead of having someone else do it for him. When not wearing his tux jacket, his sleeves are rolled up and often he'll wear suspenders. Not because his pants dont fit but because he likes the style. EX: #1 #2
✵PERSONALITY OVERVIEW

Akira is a textbook definition asshole. He's manipulative and greedy and cares little for the trials of others. He'll be quick to put you in the ground at the slightest inconvenience and he hates crying. Due to his condition, Akira is a strong adversary, and very intelligent. Being the way he is, it's hard to get any other emotion out of him that's genuine as he's a good faker.

He's quick to shift the blame from one person to the next but will admit his own flaws when the time arises for it. Due to not feeling any pain has caused him to seek the enjoyment of torturing others. To see how far into pain one will go before their breaking point.

He might've had a soft spot at one point, and he won't like to admit that he's still soft for people in general. For him it's better to be Feared than loved. But once that soft spot finds someone other than Roca, it's hard for him to let it go and will defend tooth and nail to keep it. Though at times he knows his actions have toxic consequences to those around him.

He's a man who is elegant as much as he is a gentleman, and hold himself to a certain form that will show only strength as opposed to weakness. He's not above treating those who deserve it with respect, as long as he gets it and what he wants in return.

He can be silly however, not the one to make a joke but pop with a small rhetoric. Whether or not he gets a laugh matters not, but secretly he enjoys people being happy. For that he'd do whatever it takes.

✵STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES

+ Close range Combat
+ Inability to feel pain
+ Can play the Violin, piano, and Harp, though his favorite is the Violin.
+ Logical thinking
+ Loyal to those who return the trust.
+ One of the most powerful allies to have in your side.

- Manipulator
- Inability to connect with his emotions
- Volatile personality
- Sociopathic tendencies.
- Workaholic
- Cares little for humans


✵MISCELLANEOUS

* Akira has Congenital Analgesia- meaning he's got an insensitivity to pain. His nerves do not react to pain like a normal human. He could be stabbed and feel nothing. He can feel like any normal person, pleasure, etc. But his nerves do not send messages to his brain to let him know he's in pain, therefore he feels little to nothing.

* His Analgesia also means he does not sweat, and cannot feel temperature's like the skin should. He cannot tell what is hot by touch and cannot tell what is cold, even if his body reacts to it, ie: Getting burned.

* Having a small frontal lobe means, Akira is incapable of telling right from wrong. Adding to his own madness, this means he also finds himself above the law and does not find an issue with ending one's life.

* His favorite genres of music are Pop, Rock and Classical. His favorite artists are The Weeknd and Khalid.

* Knows English, Korean, Chinese, and a bit of Japanese.

* Akira being drunk one night, stole a Mountain Lion from the Zoo in Mez. Lucky for him she was still a youngling or he might've lost his head. Now fully grown and close with him as a cat would be, Roca goes with him everywhere. Never on a leash and never kept from her companions side.

Roca weighs about 210 lbs and the top of her shoulders reaches to 3ft. She is currently two years old. Akira finds her the cutest thing he's ever seen and she's always welcome to sleep on his bed with him at night. He's got quite a flair for animals that can kill him.

She's got a sweet temperament and loves bully rubs and chin scritches. Even better, no loose cat hairs and no fur balls.
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✵ KIKI

Name: Lee Kihyun
Age: 23
Birthday: July 3rd
Zodiac: Cancer
Gender: Male
Level: Cloud
Occupation: Idol/Singer/Dancer

Be Alright- Ariana Grande

✵PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

KiHyun is a soft boy, who is built like a dancer. A nice set of abs and a strong leg and core. Kiki stands at 6 foot, with long legs and a slender figure. Platinum blonde hair that compliments his bright and playful eyes and wise smile. He's got no tattoos but has always been interested in getting one. He does however have Hip Dermals and a tongue ring which he plays with often. While he likes his brown eyes, it's not uncommon for him to wear blue or green contacts, sometimes going for the wild colors of red.

✵PERSONALITY OVERVIEW

Deeply intuitive and sentimental, KiHyun is hard for some to get to know. He is very emotional and sensitive, and cares deeply about matters of the family and those they hold dear, such as friends. KiHyun is sympathetic and can find himself easily attached to those he keeps close. Kiki is very loyal and able to empathize with other people's pain and suffering, though he doesn't fully a grasp of his own.

Guided by emotion and their heart, they could have a hard time blending into the world around them. Being ruled by the zodiac of Cancer, KiHyun is often fleeting with his emotional patterns that are beyond his control. He doesn't have enough coping and defensive mechanisms for the outer world, and has to be approached with care and understanding, for that is what he will give in return. Being too forward of pushing ones self to get to know him, is a sure way to make him become closed off and guarded when as a person, his outer shell is very open.

Lack of patience or even love will manifest through his mood swings later, selfishness, self-pity or manipulation. He requires affection and needs constant reassurance that the feelings someone claims to have for him are true. He tends to second guess his own feelings and those of others.Kiki is quick to help others, just as he is quick to avoid conflict. Being clumsy, He rarely benefits from close combat of any kind, always choosing to hit someone stronger, bigger, or more powerful than he thinks they are. Usually it's his own clumsyness that leads to his injuries, as he doesn't like to get into fights.

Positives: Tenacious, highly imaginative, loyal, emotional, sympathetic, persuasive. Affectionate.

Negatives: Moody, slightly pessimistic, suspicious, manipulative, insecure.

✵STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES

+ Flexibility (Dancing/Skating)
+ Photogenic
+ Memorious (Good at remembering things)
+ Adventurous
+ Artistic
+ Firearm knowledge


- Stubborn
- Tends to cry
- Hurts himself by accident so you don't have to.
- Clumsy
- Spiders and most bugs
- Second guesses everything.


✵MISCELLANEOUS

** Loves to Ice Skate, but he's not very good at it.

** His two languages are Korean and English, but he's trying his best to learn Chinese, as a wide range of his fan base is from China.

** His favorite group is SISTAR, and he knows all their songs by heart. Even a few of the dances. He'd be more than happy to perform if he got asked, even if he didn't.

** Loves Video Games, he's very good at them. First person shooters are his favorite, and while he's never held a real gun, he's knowledgeable about their components and types. He'd never think about shooting someone in real life.

** Is an only child. His parents moved back to Korea and left him with his solo career in Zip City. Having strict parent's growing up he's never gotten into drinking or drugs, he's very sheltered and only knows of these things because of his Mezzo boyfriend, Jay.

** His tends to bite his bottom lip and laugh when he gets nervous. He messes with his glasses when he lies.
 
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𝔸𝕩𝕖𝕝 ℝ𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝔽𝕒𝕪𝕟𝕖 - SP5

Name: Axel Rose Fayne
Nickname: Rosey, Axe
Date of birth/Age/place of birth: March 26th | Aries | Melbourne, Australia
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-sexual (Polyamorous)
Power: Darkness Manipulation
User can create, shape and manipulate darkness and shadows. By itself, darkness is mostly used to cloud everything into total darkness, but by accessing a dimension of dark energy it can be channeled to a variety of effects, both as an absence of light and a solid substance: one can also control and manipulate the beings that exist there, create and dispel shields and areas of total darkness, create constructs and weapons, teleport one's self through massive distances via shadows, etc.
  • Darkness Adaptation: The process in which Axel's eyes and body conform to the darkness around him at any given time. In total darkness he gains excellent Night Vision(the ability to see in low light conditions or even total darkness), pick up small movements with an enhanced spectral and intensity range, much higher than those of a human.
    • Sensitive to bright or sudden lights, to which his eyes have yet to adjust. His worst time is under heavily used LED lights which lead to migraines rather quickly. In some cases, may cause paralysis if Axel is caught in his full shadow form.
    • May cause eyes to glow/reflect light. Much like an animal's. This counts with simple things such as the flashes
  • Darkness Solidification: The power to condense darkness/shadows into a tangible form. User can solidify or give solid-like properties to darkness/shadows with the level of solidity going from loose jelly to metal-like hardness or beyond. Axel's tendrils take the appearance of horns with the movement of tree roots, with the thickness of a tree branch. When broken, his tendrils shatter like glass before returning to a smoke like state and returning to him or the darkness around him.
    • Light Generation may counter this ability if it is strong enough to get rid of the darkness of blind Axel.
    • May be unable to revert subjects/objects if melted to original form. If the object was shattered and not collected by another source or Axel, they will turn to smoke and cease to exist, becoming part of the darkness and unable to be collected back. This still applies for living things, as their soul will stay connected to a shadow, but their physical body will fall into the darkness.
  • Shadow Camouflage: The user is able to become undetectable as long as they are in darkness or shadow. This counts with shaded areas as well, a perk Axel has mastered rather well as it's not just used for simple hiding. He uses this for enhanced movement and his slightly advanced healing. This can be stopped by light and he can stay hidden as long as the shadows allow him to move.
  • Darkness Erasure: The user can permanently eliminate darkness/shadows, erasing or absorbing them from the environment to make the area more visible and erasing shadow/darkness based weaponry. Axel can do this easily, absorbing the darkness through touch is the easiest way to completely remove it, while from a distance is harder to do. Darkness much be tossed at it, acting as a vacuum to which collects as much as it can before bouncing back to Axel, or he can destroy it without it being returned to him. If he destroys the vacuumed darkness before it gets to him, he cannot absorb it and therefore misses out on any healing properties or rejuvenation the darkness has.
  • Darkness Healing: The ability to heal himself or someone else though darkness. Self regeneration is a given when Axel is exposed to darkness, healing is 2x better than a humans and cells can easily mend themselves. Does not work with others when a light based attack was used, nor if the wound is too deep to which would result in death.
  • Darkness Empowerment (Passive): Users become stronger, faster, more durable, etc. when they come in contact with darkness or shadow, possibly unlocking abilities related to the affinity and enhancing the existing powers. Some users may be able draw sustenance from the darkness or even slow or stop aging. Axel is able to take what he calls a True form within large areas of darkness, allowing him to become enhanced as long as he stays within the area of darkness. Allowing him to vanish and travel within the spaces and realms of darkness like a ghost would walk through walls.
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Standing at a lengthy 6ft 3 inches, Axel is what some would say a tower of a man, through his presence in the face of others would say otherwise once they got to know him. Being tall yet, he does not openly give a aura of power more so of one "too lax to act", however it isn't often that he will show you his bad side. Having an above average build means he is far from a body builder but has the form of someone who works out 3 times a week. Good muscle definition layers strong limbs which can easily be seen from his loose button up shirts.

Axel has one tattoo, on his left arm. He wasn't always a fan of tattoos but when the option presented itself to try his luck, his luck ran him right into multiple tattoo parlors to get the final piece completed. This tattoo represents what he sees within the darkness, how the only essence within him is the night by his side and the creature from within himself that lives in the shadows. HERE

One thing to note is Axel often does not have a shadow, moreso his shadow is not a part of him as it would be for others. His shadow is more playful and while he can be out in the sunlight, with sunglasses, his shadow cannot and will flee. His shadow is often referred to as an apparition with involvement to ghosts, as it moves on it's own and is not bound to Axel. Much like a vampire cannot be seen in pictures or mirrors, Axel's shadow cannot be seen in any form of light.

Axel wears tight jeans as most of his 'fashion' comes from it (Really they give him a great ass). He'd never truly admit that his fashion sense is a mix of dad's in Hawaii, and 80's casual.. but it is. A mix of leather jackets for that 'Greaser' look, one he pulls off like a champ. Don't get him started on Denim. Some forms of his sense of style are ones that don't necessarily look natural for him, such as suits and sweaters, but he has enough style to make them work. Just don't expect him to wear a tux to anything that requires it. Examples Here: #1 #2 #3 #4

Hair: Axel has never colored his hair, to this day it remains a dark chocolate in color. Axel always keeps his hair about four inches in length with his sides shaved for easier styling. He did have a mullet when he was younger, but it fit him all too well but eventually got in the way, he was never going to be apart of the 'Man bun' trend. No way.
Eyes: Blue - Vibrant, almost electric. His eyes go from blue to all black once his powers are being used, in fact it's common that in the presence of darkness his eyes will not revert back to their blue as he's absorbing and using the darkness around him. EYES HERE.
Height: 6'3"

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Personality:
Strengths:
Courageous, determined, confident, enthusiastic, optimistic, honest, passionate
Weaknesses: Impatient, moody, short-tempered, impulsive, aggressive

Axel has a wild and humorous personality, always cracking jokes at the expense of others and never himself, he does try to be optimistic about situations around him even if they are far less than exemplary. He's sarcastic and while he does have the tendency to keep to himself as far as discussions go, rather being the one to listen than speak first, in a group he'll be the first to share his opinion even if the others disagree.

Due to his "Lax" approach to most things' he's also been known to go with the flow on group decisions even if they conflict with his own. He wants to be a team player, and things usually go in his way in the end. As long as he gets to do something fun, he's along for the ride. This nature leads those close enough to him to get that caring gentle man underneath, but he'd be on his death bed before he'd let it show. His power tends to twist him into something more menacing and that alone keeps people at bay. He is not one to share his emotions with others but he is always willing to listen to the trials of another.

Aggressive. He does seem to have a hankering for getting violent and because of his power, it's unfortunately his most known quality. He's protective of what he claims is his, whether that be a person to an animal, or his last cigarette. Going as far as solving his issues with the violence he tries to contain. His aggression extends into his strategic thinking however, choosing to be the one with his hand on the trigger as a way to solve a problem. His anger is something he's doing his best to keep under wraps, and through his many years he's gotten much better at keeping it controlled.

Mixed with a rather crude form of humor, he's easily one the shy people veer away from. However, with all his outward bravado, he is shy in public settings, keeping to himself and not saying much until he's gotten comfortable. In fact he rather not be around people at all, choosing a weird comfort within the darkness more than human contact.

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Background:

Extra:

  • His shadow doesn't usually stay with him, and frankly he does more swearing at it than anything else. His shadow may leave but will always return to him with welcoming white orbs. He gave his shadow the loving name of Bastard. Bastard's appearance HERE.
  • Played football throughout his childhood, was the lead linebacker for almost five years but skipped out on a full ride scholarship as college wasn't what he wanted to do. Still does not regret it.
  • Loves Cuban Cigars and Gambling.
  • Don't leave him alone in a Home Depot.

Jay Novius
Baby, My World is made from the Stars in your Eyes.
Nickname: Nova. Jay.
Date of birth/Age/place of birth: July 4 | 24 | Phoenix, Arizona
Zodiac: Cancer
Blood Type: O+
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
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Power (List abilities, weaknesses, etc):
Astroremkinesis:

The power to create, shape and manipulate celestial/astronomical objects, such as comets, meteors, asteroids, planets, stars, constellations, moons, nebulae, galaxies, and black holes. His favorite tasks are creating planets and stars to which he can cause super nova's.
+ Jay can create planets the size of a disco ball, he can do this without any help from another source. With focus he can use his powers to create a replica galaxy.
+ Each planet or star made works as a live one in space. Meaning, he can produce a sun, it would hold the same heat and gravity as the sun in the solar system, just on a much smaller scale than the actual sun.
+ Can toss and even throw his planets like weapons and make them explode. He can do so with stars and cause small ones to swarm around the victim similar to a swarm of bees. Victim may receive radiation burns.
+ Jay's planets can be used to act as the source for certain elemental powers, such as a small sun could provide fire for a pyro. He can be used to sustain powers.
+ Jay has the ability to create a super nova, an explosion of a star in the galaxy, as well as a black hole. He can also create a star inside the human body and set it off, causing an explosion in the body, such as the chest cavity, to kill the victim. Creating a black hole to suck a human's organs and therefore the body into oblivion.

- Jay can only make a planet the size of a disco ball, if not destroyed by his own hand, the planet becomes self sufficient and cannot be destroyed. If Jay were to make a sun and expand it past what he could destroy, it would be able to sustain itself, burning everything it could and sucking whatever it could into it's surface until it continued growing or exploded by itself.
- Energy from Jay gets taken from him with every planet he makes, a galaxy the size of his hand, would cause him to feel fatigued. The bigger the galaxy/planet the more energy gets taken from him and if left unchecked starts to take life years from him. May even cause brain hemorrhaging. To be safe, Jay will only make his planets the size of basketballs.
- Making earth will make trees and water, as it replicates the Earth far before any creature lived on it, years after the Big Bang but the movement of Eurasia. He can not create life on his earth.

-Cosmic Radiation- Is the effect of using too much energy at one time, the overuse of energy results in the cosmic waves backfiring. When they are tossed they will not dissipate when Jay wishes, they will continue to form until another object strong enough to destroy them kills them. They become uncontrollable, planets with heavy helium in tight spaces can become volatile, bounce around its enclosure and eventually escape or dissipate once there is no more helium in the air.
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Appearance: Jay is an intimidating individual, the way he holds himself is one that shows power, though at first glance you'd never be able to know what power he held before it's too late. Adorning a face that doesn't smile easily, Jay always seems pissed off, always making a frown but holding curious eyes. He's not hard to find with neon orange hair and soft chocolate eyes that seem to get you before you even get yourself. Having both his ears pierced, he does not have any tattoos but a few burn scars from making a sun that set his house on fire when he was younger. He does adorn glasses often, even if he can see perfectly, the glasses are speculated to simply be for fashion or a sort of security blanket for him.
Hair: Neon Orange with Red roots and undertone.
Eyes: Brown. (He does enjoy blue contacts)
Height: 6'3
Build: Jay is built on the muscular side of the spectrum, as he works out every day, believing a strong body will help him control his powers. More muscle definition on his arms and abdomen. His cardio is very good, he jogs at night. He's also a healthy eater, bordering on vegetarianism, with few servings of meat once every three weeks.
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Personality: +Tenacious +Imaginative +Loyal +Persuasive +Stubborn +Committed +Endearing +Playful +Caring +Compassionate + -Distant +Intuitive
-Manipulative -Has trouble trusting -Social Anxiety -Pessimistic -Moody -Not Affectionate -Too Introverted for his own good -Quick to Anger -Serious -Closed off

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Likes: *Astronomy *Astrology *Fitness *Video Games *Painting *Rock music *Shooting Stars *White chocolate
Dislikes: *Coffee *Narcissism *Sunlight *Stealing *Spicy foods * Monkeys *Jazz *Cotton Candy
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Background: Jay was born an only child to two loving parents in Phoenix. His mother was a florist and his father was half of a lawyer. The half came from a joke his mother would make because of his father working a side job as an assistant to a judge, but also being a full time student. His parents were loving and always believed there was something special about Jay since he was born. The start of his powers was something he had been able to hide, with the help of his parents from birth. Able to make little stars once he was 2 years of age. His parents were his biggest fans, the age of Gifted was growing, and he was their son and they couldn't shy him away. School was hard for him as his powers would flare and he'd loose focus. He managed to pass his tests in school with flying colors even though he couldn't focus.

When he was five, Jay made his first sun, it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen and the innocent drive to test his power. At his age his powers only expanded to the size pf of a baseball, but it was enough to scare him once he found he couldn't stop it. Being afraid, a natural reaction caused the young Jay to toss the growing sun at his wall, before running to find his parents. He could not find them, and it was a simple mistake because he didn't go into their bedroom where they were sleeping. Perhaps they were outside.. the car was there but before he could run back inside the home.. it was entirely in flames.

The fire had started so quickly by the time the firefighters had arrived, their was not sign a house had been there at all, everything was turned to ash. Jay spent three days in police holdings, waiting for family to grab him, but he had none. His family was in Korea, and with the little money they had, Jay was alone. He met a General who offered a place to stay and practice what the male assumed was Pyrokinesis. This was the the first step into Mosshurst.

The General wanted to put Jay through a test to see just how powerful he was, but when the scared boy denied, it became a fear tactic. The General believing the boy was just a Pyro. The general offered freedom for Jay to leave, and being only 5 years old, the young boy took the offer, he'd make his own way. But coming out of the courtyard, the young boy was attacked. Tackled to the ground and forced onto his back. The adult was fighting him from leaving, and the General knew it was a fear tactic, he'd learn of Jay's powers whether the boy wanted it or not.

And Jay fought back, his hand pressed against the guards stomach to push him off with fail. From that contact a star began to form, starting off small in the pit of the man's stomach, it quickly grew until it exploded. Forcing the man's abdomen to burst, blood went everywhere and what once was a man was now multiple limbs, no longer connected by a spine.

Jay was put into quarantine, hidden underground where remains of the old Asylum still stand ground. He was given a room with padded walls and a straight jacket, the school had covered up what he had done, and it would've been a year before the old General was replaced with one who believed healing and learning would not happen if the students were treated like criminals.

At age 6, Jay's padded room became a full room, a single bed dorm appearance took it's place with extra security to make sure he was able to get to his classes, though later he moved onto night classes as the older he got the more anger he felt and would purposefully start fights to get back to being by himself. Finding his only solace was studying under the light of the full moon and stars.

Even being much older, he's still just as unsocial.
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Extra:
* Jay partakes in night classes, he's kept far from his fellow students for he's known to have killed a few students by 'accident'.
* He's a social outcast. He prefers not to have friends, as it works very well with him. In reality it's the fact he was raised in the school and has no idea how to function around society.
* Jay suffers from social anxiety and when under pressure of his anxiety, he acts out.
* After his three classes, he's allowed to spend some time away from his room under the stars, at night there are few students who are up at the time so Jay can roam without the need of a guard.
* Set his house on fire by creating a sun he couldn't kill when he was 5, his parents did not survive and their ashes were never found among-st the rubble.
* He's set off a super nova inside a guard's stomach when he first joined the school, it's given him a permanent room in Quarantine. He cannot have a roommate, and his room is located underground where his powers can be studied.
* At one point, he wanted to be an Idol.
* He's an extreme astrology nerd.






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My World is made from the Stars in your Eyes.
KIM TAEHYUK- SE8
Tell me how does it feel to be Powerless at the hands of someone else.
Nickname: Delta (Government given). Tae. T-Dog if you're feeling dangerous.
Date of birth/Age/place of birth: April 21st. | 28 | Point Pleasant, West Virginia
Zodiac: Taurus
Blood Type: O+
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-Sexual
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Power: Power Neutralization
Delta has the power to cancel or temporary disable powers from another, as long as they are in his proximity. TaeHyuk only uses this power when absolutely necessary, to stop conflicts or help if need be.

  • Weaken or nullify powers.
  • Could nullify powers just by touch.
  • Unleash a wave that nullifies any attacks. This leads to mental/internal bleeding depending on the range and how many he has to cancel out. Nose bleeds and going unconscious are common. As this power is solely mental.
  • Pass by any force-fields.
  • The user's presence can render a person powerless. If the power involves any internal or body changing, they will not work near Tae unless he allows it. This is always on and has to manually be shut off, unless he's asleep.
  • He may also have a protection over a certain area, this can only be where he is, he can nullify powers within that area and can move it, often with his hands, to a person or group. This can be activated by a wave of his hands, as if he were tossing cards, for a few minutes the power can stay before he can move it.
  • Attacks couldn't harm the user as the user can surround themselves around a force-field, this does not count for users who are inside his field, only for those who are outside it.
  • Remove the mental alterations of victims. Those who are paralyzed or under mind altering powers can be healed. The power comes in the shape of a glowing ball once it's removed, however he cannot destroy it, he can only pass it to another or take it himself. His body takes days to expel what he has given to himself from another and may leave him incapacitated.
  • Negating acquired abilities via Power Replication or Power Absorption may prove harder, depending on the amount copied/absorbed.
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Appearance:
TaeHyuk is a tall man with a strong but soft demeanor. He looks cold with a firm frown on his face but playful wandering eyes that seem to being staring through you, and not at you. A sweet smile that looks as if he's hiding his emotions but sometimes his smiles are genuine. He's got a welcoming presence as well as a a hard one, during most times.
Hair: Wispy chestnut strands, or all black. Depends on the mood. He's never done bright colors.
Eyes: Chocolate Brown.
Height: 6'4
Build: TaeHyuk is built relatively well, being in both the military and taking MMA classes, he's built up a more than fair amount of muscle all over his body.
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Personality:
Delta always gives his attention to the one he loves, first before everything else, but under his responsibility, although he does have a tendency to latch on a bit tight. At the end of the day, however, he's a true romantic and loyal to the core. Beauty comes in the way of a happy home life, one that includes a partner and a stable relationship.

Tae tends toward conservatism, and this is often seen in his day-to-day behavior. No far-out plans, nor is he one for yelling when he's angry. He is also extremely patient and dependable along the way. The only kink in this well-oiled chain is the heckler in the gallery that tries to upbraid Delta. TaeHyuk may not have a hair-trigger temper, but it's short enough, he can get pretty argumentative, but eventually he'll calm down and come back to his center. He doesn't enjoy getting into arguments and rather do what he can to prevent them. The Earth in TaeHyuk's sign does tend to act as a balancing mechanism so that things never get truly out of hand. He's charming and gentle speaking in nature.

TaeHyuk is generally strong, both physically and mentally, and well-built, it's no surprise that he does enjoys testing his strength on the field of play and work. Expect to Tae engaged in a spirited game of hoops or mountain climbing, he likes to stay as active as he can when not watching over the Space Ranger, Jay. Hiking is also a favorite pastime, since it keeps TaeHyuk close to the ground, he's scared of heights. Indoor adventures are also a favorite.

When it comes to love, Delta is devoted, romantic and somewhat possessive, once he's found someone to show affection. Working as hard as he can to keep his partner as happy as he can, he seeks out Harmony in the relationship.

Likes:
* Stevie Nicks * Sugary foods/candies * Horror movies * Gardening * Cooking *Music * Romance * Outdoor Activities
Dislikes:
* Arguements * Cat Calling * Bullies * Complications * Irresponsibility * Manipulators * Spiders

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Background: TBA
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Extra:
* Lost his two daughters in a car accident. A past that his ex-wife blames him for, she left him for another man because of it.
* Has a habit of biting his lips when he's bored.
* Truly believes in the existence of Cryptids and Moth Man.
* If he's got in his headphone, it's not music he's got on. It's the Crime Junkie Podcast, a podcast that goes over various unsolved murders.
* Loves Ghost shows and Buzzfeed Unsolved.
* Likes to sing in the shower.
* Treats the students at Mosshurst like those he needs to protect and will put his life on the line for them, the younger ones at least.
* Delta keeps his dog tag on him at all times, as memory for what he's gone through to get his position at Mosshurst.
* TaeHyuk went through many mediums to try and speak with his daughters, taking his wife's words to heart. he blames himself for what happened. Even if he can't make it right with his ex-wife, he tried to make it right with his daughters. All these Mediums were fake.
* He'd never admit it, but he is an alcoholic.



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TAEHYUK KIM- SE8
Interaction:
Mention:
Outfit: HERE + Bike
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TaeHyuk never woke up with his alarm, for years it was a battle in which the clock and phone would chime loudly and get ignored until the fateful cat decided to sit on top of their owners head until he woke up. Since Emi was little her main purpose was to curl up and sleep in his sock drawer, which has now been her favorite spot and is permanently left open for her, and to sit on his head until he woke up to feed her. This particular day was no different, having her human be a stomach sleeper was excellent for turning his body into a perfect sitting place. From the side of his face, Emi busied herself with kneading her paws into his hair, once that provided nothing for her in terms of waking TaeHyuk up, her body rolled against his head. Creamy white against Chocolate Brown.

Her efforts went rewarded as her human groaned himself awake, hand moving to push away the sheets that had covered him as upon awakening he felt a lingering heat, the sheets had made him too hot. The soft mewls of Emi hitting his ears as soon as he rolled onto his back, the creature rubbed her cheek repeatedly against his lips. Finally plopping her side against his mouth until his nose was covered from the cat hair. It was then he gently pushed her away.

TaeHyuk was not a morning person, he'd even argue the fact from his boot camp days where he was forced to get up early. Days which had suited him fine since he didn't have a choice, by being at Mosshurst it's become a habit again to sleep in. With his fake classes and a student with nocturnal hours he had to watch, only at night, he had all the mornings in the world to slack off. Nevertheless, he did have a job to do and it was his responsibility to show up to the grounds, if he was needed or not.

Dressing quickly and doing little but running his fingers through his hair, he was about ready to go, after feeding Emi her breakfast on the counter. It was a good enough day guessing by the sun shining into the top window above the sink, he could take his bike. Could was a lie, he would take his bike. No matter how windy or how cold it would be, being on his bike was one of life's greatest joys. Setting up his helmet to play a podcast while he rode only took a second. A haunted locations podcast, with two speakers eagerly sharing the history of Alcatraz Prison in San Francisco.

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Rolling by the gate, a minute of giving his identification and a retina scan for government officials, He was blazing down the path that winded down to the side of the courtyard, stopping by a wide door which resembled a garage. Taking off his helmet once again, his face leaned towards a small camera one would be unable to see without any form of help. A red light scanned his eye once again before the ground underneath his bike began to lower. TaeHyuk turned off his bluetooth and pocketed his phone, resting his leather jacket against the top of his bike's seat. Fixing his clothes underneath, Tae entered the liminal white hall ways.

Adjusting his green buttonup before he met with the General outside the space user's room, the male he was supposed to be escorting out for today.


FUJINOKA TASHIMI- NE5
Real Name: Fujinoka Tashimi

Origin: Fuji's name stems from the Japanese God of Wind, Fujin.(風神) Also known as Kami-no-Kaze, he is one of the eldest Shinto gods, said to have been present at the creation of the world. He is often depicted as an Oni with a bag slung over his back.

Nickname: Fuji (Like the apple). Tori Tori (Fei calls him this)
Date of birth/Age/place of birth: May 27th. 26. Tokyo, Japan
Zodiac: Gemini
Blood Type: O-
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-sexual
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Power (List abilities, weaknesses, etc):
Aerokinesis:

The user can create, shape and manipulate air, the common name given to the layer of atmospheric gases and various compounds (mostly oxygen and nitrogen) surrounding the planet Earth that is retained by Earth's gravity, and wind, movement of air relative to the surface of the planet. It is an important factor in determining and controlling climate and weather, and the generating force of most ocean and freshwater waves. Wind occurs because of horizontal and vertical differences in atmospheric pressure, and include breezes, squalls, gusts, whirlwinds, zephyrs, gales, tempests, and hurricanes.
Since air cannot be seen by conventional methods, neither can the attacks and derivatives formed by/from it, making it an invisible and versatile weapon that is very difficult to block and dodge.
  • Deoxygenation: by removing the oxygen in the atmosphere. He can do this by creating a bubble to which air simply goes around it and not through. Heavily limiting the amount of oxygen needed to breathe. Limit: He can only do it to a person and therefore himself, or animals. It's a bubble which goes around the head only. Limiting air but cannot stop things from exiting, such as objects falling from the body (glasses, etc)
  • Internal Rupturing: Having internal air pressure to crush organs. This can only happen if he is touching the victim in question. Causing lungs to deflate and the body to collapse on itself. It's something he hasn't fully mastered, only able to do the lungs and not the skull.
  • Air Solidification: The ability to harden air particles and use them as items, weapons, etc. This set Fujin as an assassin in the eyes of his gang, able to create weapons used for killing targets without leaving the weapon noticeable. Through bodies, the wind can go through and through, only leaving a gap where the air used to be. However, he cannot go through hard materials, such as granite or metals. He can slice items such as rocks, but only if they already have cracks or access points.
  • Aerokinetic Combat: The user is able to utilize air manipulation with their physical combat, granting both high maneuverability and elemental attacks. Used with weapons such as bows or knives. Cannot change the rate at which a gun fires or any ballistic missile.
  • Areokinetic Flight: Able to take flight via wind currents, natural wind, etc. If it's natural wind, he can only go as fast as that wind. Self made, he can control the speeds but will lose that speed if another gust of wind acts upon him, or there is no air in his location.

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Appearance: Fūjin is lengthy, at first sight he is all leg, and that's true. Slender body which leads up to a oval looking head, strong jaw and uninterested eyes. He's got a soft face, one that mixes with being angry looking to match his eyes, or almost childlike.

His attire is one that probably stands him out the most, the latest fashion from Korea and beyond. He loved printed shirts with wild designs, and it's become his trademark. Able to wear conventionally 'interesting' shirts but accessorize with them to maker them work.

Hair: Fūjin's hair is about five to six inches in length, the back and sides are trimmed down. Fūjin has had many hair colors, from blonde to red and everything in between. For now his hair is the raven black it's been for a year now. Only time will tell if he will change it once again.

Eyes: Normally a golden brown, Fūji's irises take a lighter color to a blue hue when his powers are activated.

Height: 6'4"

Build: Fūjinoka is built slender but fit. The study of various martial arts have given him lean muscle throughout his body. Which doesn't show through the loose and flowing shirts he wears for comfort. Those who have undressed him or seen him without loose clothing are able to see the defined muscles of his abdomen and legs.
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Expressive and quick-witted. Fujin is sociable, communicative and ready for fun, with a tendency to suddenly get serious, thoughtful and restless. He will get irritable if his lifestyle stays the same. He is rather fascinated with the world itself, extremely curious, with a constant feeling that there is not enough time to experience everything he wants to see.

Fujinoka is enthusiastic and full of life, never disappointing with dull moments. He is adventurous and humorous, and isn't afraid to make the fool out of himself for someone else to smile. Naturally chatty and flirtatious, but understanding of boundaries once he's seen them. His personality is marked by dualism, very inconsistent but clever, and amazingly attractive to others who find it appealing. As if opposed to his eloquent nature, Fujin isn't a man ready to discuss emotions that much, and will prefer if they are shown rather than spoken of. It can be like pulling teeth to get him to share how he really feels, if it's a more serious tone.

Inquisitive and always ready to flirt, Fujin spends most of his love life with other partners, he doesn't like consistency unless it's in family or friends. He'll always be searching to find the right one who is able to match his intellect and energy. But it's a bridge he has yet to cross and it's not certain if he ever will.

Likes: Music, books, magazines, chats with nearly anyone, short trips around the town. Alcohol. Music (anything with a good beat). Dancing. Rapping/singing. Clubbing. Heights. Hanging out with friends. Being active.

Dislikes: Spiders. Narcissists. Arguments. Country music. Jazz. Overly sweet foods. Closed off spaces. Cotton Candy.

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Background:
Fujinoka was born into a large family. Family for Fujin was a main mother and father, but many men of non relation he would grow to call uncles. They were all under one 'boss' he would be the closest thing to a grandfather figure for the growing boy. At this time in his life Fujinoka went by Takashi Tashimi. It wasn't until his first birthday that his powers were found, parent's found him levitating in his bedroom, and a quick hand under his sleeping body found wind that would've gone unseen, had it not been for touch. Taking the young boy into his fathers business, is when they legally changed his name, with the blessing of their 'boss', to Fujinoka. Son of the wind god Fujin.

Fujin grew up testing his powers as much as he could, working with his uncles to perfect his own style of Martial Arts, due to the hard work he mastered his powers rather well. Taking the ranks of aerial assassin. Able to make weapons out of hardened particles of wind, he was able to kill quickly and easily with no evidence. The wind had never killed someone out of spite, it was unheard of. And Fujin ran with it.

During his training, he had met Fei-Lin, the daughter of his boss whom had been a trouble maker from the start. At age 16, the two of them had become rather close, friends but nothing else as ranks wouldn't allow a relationship to form. The two hid their feelings for some time until the death of Fei's mother. More issues needed to be dealt with and Fei had become a rebellious teen. She became irresponsible and up until a short time had her connection with Fujin been rocky.

Coming into his own Fujin got into clubbing, he stayed away from the drug use that came of it, but fancied both women and men through those times. Unable to find one he wanted to spend his life with he took to singing and rapping at various clubs to make extra money. Meeting more partners and establishing himself as a playboy. Fei still out of his grasp. Until her 21st birthday.

A drunken night had come by as Fujin was walking himself from a woman's home after a night of adultery, taking the trail through an alleyway he knew by heart. Fei had gotten into some trouble with some men who wanted her dead, they had cornered her in the alley, seeming like they knew of her powers, they had no tattoos. She had poisoned their brother, giving him the worst case of ink poisoning that left him on life support, even if their brother wasn't dead, they wanted her to be.

Fujin had stepped in, using his wind to protect her at the expense of the brothers. Wanting to take her home right away, the tattooed master denied, she didn't want to face her father and Fujin didn't want to face the boss either, they went to his house. While she was safe in his house, Fujin had left to get her a cake, coming back with some candles to celebrate her birthday. she was drunk when he came back, having drank all the Sake he had in his home, but she was calm. As if the alcohol had numbed her from what happened.

One thing had led to another and Fujin woke up with Fei cuddled against him in his bed.

Fei had been planning to leave Japan, to leave her father and of course the man knew about it. Also having gotten wind of what Fujinoka had done to save his daughter, he loaded the wind makers accounts and sent him off with Fei as her protector, and it seemed she wasn't willing to leave without him as well. Best friends.
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  • Can use his power to carry himself when he doesn't want to walk anymore.
  • Has mastered multiple martial arts which aid his air bending abilities, such as Kyūdō (弓道:きゅうどう), which means "way of the bow". And Kendo (剣道:けんどう kendō), meaning the "way of the sword".
  • His favorite movie is Gone with the Wind. (Ironic)

✾ Victor Mayard- SP4 ✾
If I told you to not hurt me, Would you do it anyways?
Nickname: Vic, Vicky (Only one other and his mothers may refer to him as such)
Date of birth/Age/place of birth: October 31st. | 26 | Paris, France
Zodiac: Scorpio
Blood Type: O+
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
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Power: Vector Manipulation
ABILITIES: More info: HERE
Four invisible hands able to reach up to two meters long and unseen by eyes other than their owners(at two settings), these Vectors are controlled and maneuvered by intense vibrations. Without being used they never leave or vanish, they simply float around their user as if protecting him. They cannot be felt, and only he can see them, as they tend to go through people the same way a ghost would, leaving a small chill for some of going unnoticed by others. They are mainly used as weapons, with which Victor can move, bludgeon, or, most commonly, cut up any offending person or object in his way. Depending on the settings Vic chooses, these Vectors can do the following:
  • Low: Can go through objects without causing physical interference. Cannot be seen nor heard.They cannot be felt, and only he can see them, as they tend to go through people the same way a ghost would, leaving a small chill for some of going unnoticed by others.
  • Medium: Lift and throw objects, disrupt blood vessels. Can be seen with steam or smoke, can be felt like the pressure of a human hand. This setting can go through the body with minimal damage depending on area, if gone through the side of the head it would feel like a tension headache, from the forehead the pressure would feel like a migraine; the feeling before the vector goes through the skull.
  • High: Slash through most material of low to medium density, Carry liquid on surface (water, blood, etc). Can be seen with steam or smoke, can be felt which results in injury, cuts, lacerations, even ripping off limbs. Makes a low humming similar to a hummingbirds wing beats.
  • Extremely high: Visible, Explosively powerful vibrations. Makes a high pitched whistling similar to the ring you get in your ears. Has the ability to kill the user because of Entropy. (Entropy is the loss of energy available to do work. Another form of the second law of thermodynamics states that the total entropy of a system either increases or remains constant; it never decreases. Entropy is zero in a reversible process; it increases in an irreversible process.)
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Appearance: Victor has an odd sense of style, it ranges from what would normally be seen on models to those whose clothes look like they came from paintings. He is a fan of most women's clothing and crop tops, while his nails are often painted he can be seen walking around in heels when he's feeling fancy. Not one to show a genuine smile, the only one he's been known to have is when he's tearing some limbs.

Hair: Black with highlights of red. Hair only a couple inches from his head now.
Eyes: Blue, in certain light they will turn a Hazel in color.
Height: 6'4"
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Personality: (As said by Astrology.com)
Scorpio-born are passionate and assertive people. They are determined and decisive, and will research until they find out the truth. Scorpio is a great leader, always aware of the situation and also features prominently in resourcefulness. Scorpio is a Water sign and lives to experience and express emotions. Although emotions are very important for Scorpio, they manifest them differently than other water signs. In any case, you can be sure that the Scorpio will keep your secrets, whatever they may be.

Pluto is the planet of transformation and regeneration, and also the ruler of this zodiac sign. Scorpios are known by their calm and cool behavior, and by their mysterious appearance. People often say that Scorpio-born are fierce, probably because they understand very well the rules of the universe. Some Scorpio-born can look older than they actually are. They are excellent leaders because they are very dedicated to what they do. Scorpios hate dishonesty and they can be very jealous and suspicious, so they need to learn how to adapt more easily to different human behaviors. Scorpios are brave and therefore they have a lot of friends.

Strengths: Resourceful, brave, passionate, stubborn, a true friend (If you get that far), quick-witted and intelligent, tedious, confident, intense, sexual and very competitive.
Weaknesses: Distrusting, jealous, secretive, violent, lazy, inflexible, prone to holding grudges.

Likes: Theater, taking holidays, being admired, being in water, expensive things, bright colors, fun with friends, movies, snow, Autumn, soft things, apples, running, bubble tea, 2000's music, Long time companionship.
Dislikes: Being contained, controlled areas, Summer, standing in one spot for too long, serious people, revealing secrets, spiders, dishonesty.

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Background: TBA
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  • Has a Cobalt Blue Tarantula(Female) named Louis (Lou-ee). She's the size of his palm and a vibrant blue to show her health, named after the Ex whose life ended by Victor's hand. Louis currently lives in a cadavers skull, by which was used for a biology lesson. With the skull fully clean, it's the main staple for her enclosure as her web has made a nice nest in the cranuim. HERE
  • As a prank to those who don't like spiders, Victor will often hold onto Louis with a vector, allowing her to crawl as she pleases in seemingly mid air. As with a setting, his vectors can go unseen.
  • Victor's favorite color is Red.
  • Victor's family has Harem standards, meaning his father has three wives.. One of them is biological, and the three women always call him Vicky. A nickname which he tolerates from them and one other.
  • Victor's main language is French, he also knows a bit of spanish, and a very good amount of English.

IZANAMI TSUCHIYA- SE5
Real Name: Izanami Mei Tsuchiya

Origin of Name: Izanami (伊弉冉 or 伊邪那美) Izanagi's wife and sister, she is the first female as well as the goddess of creation and death. She died shortly after the birth of Kagu-tsuchi, and Izanagi followed her to the underworld, but failed to bring her back to the living world. A marital spat between the pair caused the cycle of life and death for all living beings.

Nickname: Izzy, Zana, Ami (Amy), Vampire (Though she hates this nickname)
Musume Iza (Daughter Iza, what her fathers men called her so they could also be respectful to her but play around.)
Date of birth/Age/place of birth: March 26th. 25. Tokyo, Japan
Zodiac: Aries
Blood Type: O-
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi-sexual
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Power (List abilities, weaknesses, etc):
Hemokinesis: The ability to create, shape and manipulate blood of oneself, others or from their surroundings, whether it be from blood-banks, hospitals, or battlefields.
  • Blood Marionette: This allows Izzy to use blood to control the motor functions of others against their will as if they were a marionette. She must have sight of them at all times, this does not work if the victim or item has no blood in it's body.
    • Prolonged usage of a body will result in unwanted absorption, blood with leave the victim's pores and flow into her. After the body has been drained, continuing the power will backfire on her, transferring her own blood into the marionette only to take it away again. If not properly watched, prolonged use will take too much blood from the victim and kill them, having moved their blood to their limbs and not through the rest of the body.
  • Blood Empowerment: Izanami becomes stronger, mentally and physically. The blood taken from others gives her as much strength as the person has/had at the time the blood was taken. Blood provides her (depending on how hydrating) with a youthful look, and will temporarily slow her aging as it's rejuvenating her cells.
  • Drowning: Izzy can drown her opponents in their own blood. She does this by moving the blood to the head, almost as if the body was hanging upside down. Easier to use when the body is within her touch, as gravity and the heart also plays a role against this. The need to stop arteries from pumping the blood elsewhere, is essential. Therefore, the victim must have one or more arteries closed off.
    • This is different from Marionette, as the blood is not pushed from the heart to a certain location but to many. Meaning the chance to kill is less likely than with marionette, as the blood is more likely to push against her and go with gravity, than blockages moving it manually.
  • Blood Weaponization: The user is able to utilize blood with their physical combat, creating weapons or tools, enhancing their own abilities or directly manipulating their opponents blood. In order to do this, Izzy must be able to use blood from an open source, via an open wound on her body or her target's body. A targets blood is weaker depending on when Izzy has last fed. Her blood is easier to control and so she must wound herself in order to use it.
  • Accelerated Healing/Blood Healing: Ami can close wounds and even heal them using her own blood, to where the wound will be fixed but only a scar remains, she cannot change how the skin will scar, just heal the damage on the inside.
    • Ami cannot heal another with her blood. This will have a negative effect and may work like an incorrect blood transfusion, with the body of who she is trying to heal sending anti-bodies to attack itself. Ami can only heal a wound using the wounded's blood. Meaning cutting them from a different side to avoid contamination in order to use one side to heal the other. If there is another blood source mixed in (different blood over the victims) it will reject the help and instead attack the wounded. If the blood is a match, the healing will go like normal, unless contaminated by another source. Therefore, Ami will always make a new wound in a different, clean spot.
NOTE** Izzy is codependent on the blood of others, she does not produce blood the same way a normal human does. The process is slowed by half and the process is prolonged if she does not take in her blood type. Example: The human body takes 24 hours to replace lost plasma. It takes 48 hours for Izanami.
Ex 2: It takes longer for the body to make more red blood cells — usually between 4 to 6 weeks. For Ami it takes 8 to 12 weeks for her to produce red blood cells by herself, the process is quickened by a week if she has injested/absorbed blood of her type.
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Appearance: On the outside Izzy looks like a sweet girl, perhaps one of those with a resting bitch face, standing at 5 foot 7 inches, she's taller than most girls. She gives the impression of someone who would follow the rules almost to a T, while also showing like one who should not be trusted. Her brown eyes are all too bittersweet. With hair that flows down to her elbows, it is rarely put up into ponytails or the like, but is often straight or curled. She has a couple tattoos, most of which can easily be seen with her clothing. Her lip is pierced, as well as her nipples and her nose. Tattoos: HERE, HERE, HERE (Located on the outside of her right thigh, the first blood spot is on her hip)

Her lips go unnoticed, however if she were to smile, one would glimpse a double pair of elongated canines. These are what Izzy uses to collect blood and even scare children. Her fangs are as real as the rest of her teeth, however many would suggest they are fake. Izanami uses these mostly to tear open stolen blood packs (You didn't hear that from anyone). Though she will use them to puncture bare skin.

Hair: Chocolate Brown with white ends, almost like an Ombre.
Eyes: Brown, almost gold. When using her powers or feeding her inner irises will gain a reddish tinge.
Height: 5'7"
Build: Izanami is not one for heavy exercise but she is one to take Kickboxing and dance classes. Her diet isn't well established either, but she does have a fast metabolism that has yet to stop working. Prone away from most meats, she does not like Chicken or Turkey. She is slowly leaning towards a vegetarian diet (if she didn't love sushi so much).
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Personality: Straight-forward- She rather not beat around the bush, and she certainly won't censor herself to make you feel better.
*Playful. Stubborn. Short Tempered. Loyal. Passionate. Impulsive. Open minded. Understanding. Cold/standoffish.
*Friendly, wants to have friends and be known as a friend. She is known for ignoring or even dropping people as friends for the small things that piss her off.
*Manipulative- Nothing a little pout can't get you. While she does pout she will try hard to get the things she wants.
Honest. Optimistic. Always willing to protect her friends. Respectful. Creative. Helpful, with or without getting something in return, if you are close enough to be considered a friend.


Likes:
Sushi. Shopping. Bubble Tea. Tokyo. Anime. Kpop/ Vocaloid. Hip Hop (mostly old school). Sports (mostly those where she can run). Travelling. Drawing. Using her powers. Art Museums. Dancing. Light hearted jokes. All animals (But monkeys). Her Indian Flying Fox, Bagel. Unsolved Murder Podcasts. Paranormal shows. Neon lights. Clubs, those with black lights.
Dislikes:
Children. Bright lights. Rules. Overly nice people. Fake Ramen. Jazz music. Monkeys.
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Background: Izanami was born into a Japanese crime syndicate, her father being the lead. He would keep her at their hideout with the rest of the family for her "protection", there she stayed under his wing being near worshiped and treated like royalty by her fathers men. The men becoming her various uncles of no relations, and their wives becoming her aunts. Izzy's mother wanted nothing to do with the life, she lived far from her husband and daughter, going as far as moving to Korea, where she was sure the crimes of her husband wouldn't follow her. Izzy, being ever so devoted to her father at a young age stayed with him as much as she could, she had a guard to go to school when she was younger.

Hers powers started off hidden, so did her disease. As a young girl she was prone to falling or sustaining injuries from trying to climb or play with the uncles kids. They had played too rough and Izzy had taken a tumble when she was seven years old, breaking her arm and spraining her ankle. She had limped home, alerting her father she was limping but felt no pain, at the time feeling nothing with an arm clearly broken was a sign she was not normal.

She spent a week in the hospital, the doctors finding a blood deficiency they was unsure of why she survived long enough without infusions. Her first Infusion of the correct blood type healed her wounds within two days. As if her bones had not broken at all, X-rays only found the scars from the fall, but her bones and skin had been repaired.

Once her father realized how powerful she was, he decided she was allowed to go to high school alone, no escorts. She easily made friends, was able to keep them so it wasn't a lack of social issues. Half of her school career was spent with her father, this time she was to spend a year with her mother in Korea. Where she gained a crush on a Korean named HyukJin. Working that whole year to learn enough Korean to communicate, they became close and Izzy hoped it would go further, having given her the impression he wanted more from her.

Convinced she was going to be asked to prom, HyukJin instead asked another girl, at friend at the time, Su-Yeon. Without her best friend in Korea with her, Izanami felt the rage that came with it. Her father had taught her a valuable lesson, 'If you're going to kill, do it for those who deserve it' and to her HyukJin deserved all of it. The night of Prom Izanami arrived in the dress she had planned for HyukJin. Met him on the dance floor and gave him one kiss, the first kiss with him she had always wanted. But this was for revenge, and it tasted far sweeter than she thought it would.

As she kissed him, unbeknownst to him, she was shutting his arteries.. blocking blood from reaching his heart until she absorbed what she needed from him. The paler he became the stronger she felt, her kiss would be the last he would receive, and it was only natural to assume she would go after Su-Yeon next. The girl only got a slap across the face, and the joy of watching her prom date escorted to the hospital.

She had moved back to Japan years later, the loss of her mother caused a rebellion inside the girl. She began clubbing and became a black widow to males and women alike, not allowing them the chance to survive her attacks. Izanami's 21st birthday was the day her best friend returned to her life on a fateful night. He couldn't stop the three brothers from beating her, not that she could feel it, but he did stop them from doing something worse. Unable to face her father and explain what she had done in Korea, Fujin took her to his apartment, where the two had gotten drunk. It was the first time she had been able to feed from someone so willingly, and it became more between the two.

Japan had become a dull existence for Izzy, and she had hinted to Fujin of leaving for a private school in the US. Even as she had not told her father, he knew of her plans. Sending their best assassin, her best friend, to protect her on whichever path she decided to take in America. A year later Fujin and Izanami moved to West Virginia and have been inseparable since.
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* Loves Caligraphy.
* "A stake to the heart is enough to kill anyone"
* Twists her hair when she's bored.
* Izanami has Congenital Analgesia- meaning she's got an insensitivity to pain. Her nerves do not react to pain like a normal human. She could be stabbed and feel nothing. She can feel like any normal person, pleasure, etc. But her nerves do not send messages to her brain to let her know she's in pain, therefore she feels little to nothing.This comes in handy when getting into fights or when she must wound herself to collect blood, but it's also difficult, for she cannot tell when she's dug too deep.
* Her Analgesia also means she does not sweat, and cannot feel temperature's like the skin should. She cannot tell what is hot by touch and cannot tell what is cold, even if her body reacts to it, ie: Getting burned.
* Her father took her to the zoo once when she was 4 years old. She had gotten too close to the monkey exhibit and a monkey had pulled her hair, the creature didn't let go until Izzy broke down in tears. She hates monkeys to this day.
* Due to travelling with her father and his men throughout her life, Iza knows Japanese, Chinese, Korean and English. Japanese being the language she knows the most, her native language. Korean is the second, only because she had a crush on a Korean in high school, his name was HyukJin, and she'll never let it go that he didn't take her to Prom. She refused his heart blood until it stopped beating. He died within minutes, doctors never understood why.
 
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I'm a little bit Holy Water, but still little bit Burning Man.
 
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JAY NOVIUS- SE5
He loved them, the way they twisted and spun like dancers in the night, dots of light suspended in the air above his head. Some formed constellations on his ceiling, and some simply found a spot and stuck with it. It had taken years before the school allowed him to paint his ceiling black, something about if they bowed down to him the school would be overrun. With a few kind words and nice behavior the new General decided to allow him, it was only paint after all. He had gotten a metallic black, it was called Galaxy, ironically that's what it's purpose had become. A backdrop. By the light of the moon hanging above his neon locks, the male slept rather soundly, if that were true. Jay was a light sleeper, had been since he was little. No matter how quiet nor how comfortable he had become, the smallest of noises would wake him.

It was always the same dream, reminding him of what he had lost in the fire, a fire he caused. The more the nightmare festered inside his mind, the more the moon began to flicker red, growing spouts of fire and heat around it's base. Within seconds it had burned, set completely aflame in red and orange, illuminating the room in violently bright light.





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