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Post by Beta Violet on May 23, 2019 16:59:13 GMT -8
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Hunter
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I'm not chubby, I'm just big boned.
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Post by Hunter Moose on May 23, 2019 19:06:55 GMT -8
x Matthew Hargreaves NAME. Matthew HargreavesNICKNAME. MooseAGE. 20GENDER. Male SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Straight? RELATIONSHIPS: 'Failing' Professor Val's class  PETS: Lionhead Rabbit, Serabi, literal baby.  POWER. Pyrokinesis + Solar AbsorptionMETA. Flight Matthew is a fun loving 20 year old guy who just so happens to have the ability to control fire and absorb energy from the sun. Perhaps due to this the male can be described as having a rather 'bright' personality, usually in a good mood and maybe a little bit absent minded. He is also bright in terms of academics, having always excelled in English and Science with an apparent weakness to Math and its many symbols. However, under his sweet exterior lingers an apparent recklessness often found in mutants that can be described as 'fiery' in more than one sense of the word, namely temper. The ginger male earned his nickname in high school after he had a big growth spurt over the summer of 9th grade, seeming to grow exponentially over a period of four years to finally stand at 6'3" and weigh 180lbs at graduation. Despite being tall Matthew is not particularly skinny, he lives a very active lifestyle and prides himself on his form. He sports naturally red hair and brown eyes to boot, but doesn't have many freckles; contrary to ginger stereotypes. Matthew does not come from the typical sad mutant type story; he was raised as an only son to two loving parents who did their best to instill a strong sense of responsibility and honesty in their son, he was always quick to anger but never quick to do harm or judge others unfairly. With age his temper did not ever really improve however it gave him an edge in sports. Up until one day at a playoff football game, the sun risen high in the sky, Matthew was on the field and witnessed some kind of foul play that resulted in his best friend's leg being broken as well as his chances at a scholarship. He recalls hearing his pulse rage in his ears as his anger seemed to overwhelm him and take over his very being, the ball melted in his hands and his uniform seemed to catch flame without any real cause, but the fire did not hurt, to the shock of everyone around him and himself. Without second thought Matthew threw the fiery ball as hard as he could at the quarterback who had broken his best friend's dreams. The poor boy erupted in flames and had to be treated for third degree burns while Matthew was left unscathed and his mutant powers discovered. Due to his past experiences with football, Matthew cannot stand the mention of it, nor does he participate in anything like it anymore, forever working to control his temper and the fiery outbursts that follow it. |
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Sentinel
Female
2.5 Years
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83 Posts
It's always "wyd" it's never "what Louis Vuitton bag you want?"
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Post by Sentinel Aelin on May 23, 2019 21:29:00 GMT -8
Aelin Ashryver THE SHIFTER
NAME: Aelin Ashryver
AGE: 19
GENDER: Female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual
ETHNICITY: French
RELATIONS: Violet (girlfriend), Draco (ex-boyfriend)
POWERS: Shapeshifting, her best and favourite forms being a snow leopard, arctic fox, gyrfalcon and a samoyed dog.
META ABILITIES: Heightened senses that accompany the forms as she shifts into them.
OTHER NOTES: She is fluent in French and English, and though she very rarely speaks her first language these days, her accent still lingers.
She had a sugar glider (x) named Waffle.
PERSONALITY & APPEARANCE Upon meeting this angelic girl, it’s hard not to notice the incredibly warm and loving aura that she brings with her. Aelin’s heart of gold is unmatchable, as she always insists that life be fought with kindness and patience. She’s as selfless as they come, always putting her friends and family’s needs before her own in her quest to keep those she loves safe, healthy and happy. Though this may end up being her downfall, as she’s sometimes so blinded by her need to sate others’ happiness that she tends to forget about her own wellbeing, which is why she still needs to be looked out for. Despite this, Aelin is a tough cookie who can manage to fight her own battles with her wildfire-heart that beats to serve her loved ones with an undying loyalty. She's a lover, not a fighter, but she will beat your ass if you decide to do anything against her or Violet, as the young girl holds and incredibly special place in her heart. She's quite protective of her tiny girlfriend, and would do anything for her, just as she would do anything for anyone else who manages to win her friendship. But nobody has ever or will ever come close to experiencing the love she shares with Violet.
As far as her studies go, she's incredibly dedicated to her grades, but never lets the pressure get to her too much. She loves helping her fellow classmates if they ever need help with a class, and is sure to keep detailed notes from every subject for her and her peers to refer to.
Aelin is incredibly partial to her ability to shapeshift and takes great pride in the skill. She has mastered the ability to shift herself into a snow leopard, a gyrfalcon, a samoyed dog, and even took the time to study the anatomy of an arctic fox so that she could shift into the creature to impress her beloved girlfriend.
Standing at 5'2", she knows she's short and she won't like you if you point it out. With silver blonde hair sitting around her shoulders and gleaming golden eyes that stand out from her paler skin, she's definitely not hard to look at. Aelin can usually be found wearing comfy, practical and cute clothing, knit jumpers and jeans being a staple in her wardrobe. She always wears the amythest-pendant necklace that Violet got for her when they first started dating, and no item holds more value to her. HISTORY Aelin was born into a loving family, her mother being a mutant while her father was considered to be completely normal. Unsurprisingly, the young girl soon revealed herself as a shapeshifting mutant one day in elementary school when they were learning about birds. Fascinated by the creatures, Aelin read books upon books about the tiny flying animals, quickly learning about how their bodies worked to allow them to fly. One day, while she was reading about a gorgeous bird which had been called a gyrfalcon, Aelin closed her eyes and imagined what it would be like to soar through the skies just like the white bird in one of her books. When she opened her eyes again, she had shrunk down into a form made of feathers, and the rest is history. She also quickly learnt to shift into a form that was a mirror image to the family samoyed dog; Snow Rose. Her parents were thrilled to discover their daughter's incredible mutation and immediately enrolled her in one of the top mutant high-school in the country: Somnus High. It was here that she met many friends, including a young man named Draco, who she eventually fell in love with and dated for a few years. It was also at this school where she perfected her next form, a snow leopard, an animal that gave her a sense of confidence in a stressful environment.
The relationship she had with Draco didn't last very long, as Draco had begun growing wary of the new friendship that Aelin was making with a girl named Violet. He insisted that she was spending too much time with this new friend and not enough time with him, trying to convince her to dump the closest friend she had. Aelin came to the decision that she cared more about Violet than she did Draco, and broke up with him shortly after their argument. But it turned out that Draco's concern had been valid. Not long after their breakup, Aelin began developing feelings for her friend. Violet was quick to admit her feelings to Aelin, bringing her to a gorgeous picnic spot where she gave her a plate of her favourite food (Portuguese barbecue chicken), and presented her with a beautiful necklace, a pendant made of amethyst (her favourite gem) with an inscription on the back. Aelin admitted to her reciprocated feelings with no hesitation, and the pair quickly grew closer than they were before, even following each other to the Academy that they currently attend. It was during the first few days of their new school that Aelin took the time out of class to study the form of an arctic fox, the creature that her girlfriend shared resemblance to. The day that she had finally mastered the form, she entered their shared dorm room already shifted into the fox, with nothing but a small slip of paper gripped in her mouth with "I love you to the moon and back <3" written on it, the same phrase that was engraved into the back of her amethyst necklace . Hearing Violet read it out to her while she sat at her feet in her new form was honestly one of Aelin's proudest moments. ♦ ADOXOGRAPHY |
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Sentinel
Female
2.5 Years
16 Likes
83 Posts
It's always "wyd" it's never "what Louis Vuitton bag you want?"
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Post by Sentinel Aelin on May 23, 2019 22:18:10 GMT -8
Valencia Flores THE TEACHER
NAME: Valencia Flores
AGE: 29
GENDER: Female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Closeted Bisexual
ETHNICITY: Spanish/Swedish
RELATIONS: Cecil (grandfather), Matthew/Moose (favourite student *wink*)
CLASS THEY TEACH: Botany
POWERS: Agrokinesis, healing factor
META ABILITIES: xx
OTHER NOTES: She has a snowshoe cat (x) named Danbi <3
PERSONALITY & APPEARANCE Valencia is possibly the softest woman you will ever meet, both physically and emotionally, as one could say that her looks are not at all deceiving. She was raised by protective parents who taught her that life is a gift meant to be cherished, and that even the most insignificant details are worth something. It’s because of this that Val constantly seems to be burying her nose in the flowers, telling wildly imaginative stories or spotting the most curiously shaped clouds. It doesn’t make her childish in anyway—though she does lack some maturity that one would expect from a person of her age—and she will admit that she tends to depend on others more than is necessarily healthy, but she means well and is always more than happy to pull her own weight when needed. She's incredibly dedicated to her studies and her students as she loves teaching and sharing her knowledge, Val is an understanding and paced educator who is willing to do whatever it takes to do the best that she can for her students. However, underneath all of her warmth is a girl who is always afraid, and admittedly a massive coward. She has never done well with confrontation or disappointment and tends to panic at the slightest sign of negativity. Valencia is someone who requires a steady and calm flow to her surroundings, as anything more always seems to be too much for her teddy-bear heart to handle.
With a small and slim figure that leaves her standing at 5'4" tall, Valencia is definitely not considered to be intimidating. Dirty blonde hair is usually swept into a bun, keeping it out of her face and away from her pure blue eyes. Her hair is always adorned with daisies that never seem to wither thanks to her mutant abilities, and the grass beneath her every footstep always seems to be left looking greener. Her wardrobe has a very noticeable floral theme to it, and she always seems to be wearing dainty blouses with jeans and slip on shoes during class. If she is out tending to her gardens, she always wears her overalls and bright yellow gumboots with a classic woven hat. Valencia reserves her favourite sundresses for her days off, but will occasionally wear one into class if she's in a better mood than usual. HISTORY Neither of Valencia's parents were mutants. She was the first in her family. It was at a very young age that her powers first started showing, as she would always play around the garden while her mother planted flowers. One day when her mother was planting a new strawberry patch, Valencia offered to help. Her mother gave her the seeds and stepped away for a second to fill the watering can, when she returned, she found her daughter giggling as a strawberry bush bloomed under her fingers.
Her parents were dumbfounded and had no clue about how they were suppose to raise a mutant daughter, but they tried their best and successfully brought her through elementary school. But Valencia had struggled with bullies who had called her out for her odd abilities to be able to control and manipulate the nature around her, yet she never had the courage to stand up for herself or fight back. Valencia's parents became concerned that she would experience the same thing if they sent her to an ordinary high-school, so they were quick in the decision to homeschool her for middle school, keeping her away from kids her age until she was old enough to be transferred to Sorelus High, a prestigious high school built for mutants. It was at Sorelus High that she met a teacher named Cecil, who took her under his wing and taught her all she knows today after years of being smothered by her parents. Years later, after Valencia graduated, Cecil invited her to teach at the Academy that he had established. She quickly accepted and took up a position as a botany teacher, using her mutant abilities to keep the gardens looking pristine as well as growing all of the fresh ingredients for the school's cooking classes. It was one new year at the Academy when she was welcoming a new bunch of students to her class that she caught the face of a young man named Matthew. It was then that dangerous feelings began brewing between the pair, and their relationship has been kept to stolen moments between classes and after school. Valencia is horrified by the thought of them being found out, but her feelings for him are too great to ignore, and she feels as if her agrokinesis feeds off his power of solar absorption as if she were a plant in the light of his glowing sun. ♦ ADOXOGRAPHY |
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Somnus
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Sentinel
Female
2.5 Years
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It's always "wyd" it's never "what Louis Vuitton bag you want?"
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Post by Sentinel Aelin on May 24, 2019 14:44:32 GMT -8
Endymion Eliades THE DARK ANGEL
NAME: Endymion Eliades
AGE: 23
GENDER: Male
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: If it breathes, he's a thot
ETHNICITY: Greek
RELATIONS: Quentin (roommate / booty call), Yvaine (lemme smash)
POWERS: Wings (x), Telekinesis
META ABILITIES: xx
PERSONALITY & APPEARANCE Charming, witty, ambitious. These are all the things that bubble at Endymion’s surface. Upon first meeting him, you wouldn’t suspect anything out of the ordinary. He’s a well spoken man, and can even seem to be quite the gentleman at times — though he is truthfully the biggest man whore you'll probably ever meet. But if one was to dive deeper into the complex of Endymion’s head, they would find themselves meeting someone who finds joy in tormenting those around him and getting into mischief. Endymion is a man who knows what he wants, and isn’t afraid to get what he wants. He’s an absolute bastard with a small flare for dramatics, as he’s become quite a professional at drawing out the antics in which he finds so much entertainment. Sure he’s an asshole and a complete jerk, but he finds himself having a soft-spot for others who share his love for games. Perhaps it’s because they remind him that he isn’t as alone in this world as he likes to think he is. Endymion has never really given two shits about his education, but somehow always manages to scrape by with his knowledge of the bare minimum. He won't be caught dead studying for any tests, so if you want to find him just wear a seductive look and he'll find you, as he's always up for a good time.
Endymion's build can be quite intimidating. With a height that leaves him standing at 6'3" tall, and a wingspan of 7.5', he's a big dude with an athletic build to match. His baby blue eyes are s stark contrast to his olive skin and dark chocolate hair. The wings that stretch from his back are reminiscent of a bat, yet the skin is somewhat thicker and darker, giving him the appearance of a "dark angel". His style is a bit more sophisticated than his attitude, as his wears sleek button up shirts, usually white accompanied with a denim jacket and darker pants of some kind. All of his tops are specially made to accomodate his wings, with slits running from the upper back all the way to the bottom so that he can slip them into his shirts and jackets, and then buttons to keep the sections in place and give his clothes a normal look. HISTORY It was impossible the deny the fact that Endymion was a mutant, as he had managed to kill his mother upon his birth thanks to the razor sharp points of the wings that sprouted from his back while he was in the womb. His parents had expected that their child would be a mutant, his mother having feathery wings of her own, but neither could have predicted the life that he would've taken upon being born.
His father struggled to raise Endymion on his own, and eventually resorted to sending him away to a boarding school in the mountains named Mortiul High. Endymion thrived in his new school, fitting right in with the trouble makers that filled it's halls, and quickly making a name for himself as the class whore, as he had once made a game out of how many times he could be caught in someone else's room before the end of the year. Endy never really had any super close friends, yet at the same time he never really made any enemies, he was happy to flirt with everyone who made the mistake of looking twice at him. It was his time at that school which shaped him to be the person that he is today, as he somehow managed to be accepted into the Academy. The first person that he met was his dorm mate, Quentin, and their relationship quickly established itself as a way for Endymion to sate his need for a certain kind of entertainment. But even with his booty call roommate, Endy could never stop himself from chasing anyone who catches his attention, his sights currently being set on the prize of an old friend from Mortiul High, Yvaine. But to be honest, Endymion can't really remember a time when he wasn't trying to get with her... ♦ ADOXOGRAPHY |
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Beta
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3.5 Years
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Post by Beta Violet on May 24, 2019 19:37:05 GMT -8
✮ ✮ STUDENT FILE ✮ ✮   THE BASICS FULL NAME:
Violet Astera Beauregard DATE OF BIRTH | AGE:
February 28th | 19 Years PLACE OF BIRTH | CURRENT COUNTRY:
Edinburgh, United Kingdom | Toronto, Canada SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
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Taken by Aelin POWERS:
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Acute Sight PERSONALITY & APPEARANCE [attr="class","fbidossiertxtboxy"]Violet is a beautiful young woman, platinum locks falling from her head. Upon her face are a pair of lavender eyes. Her hair spills over her shoulders and flows down her back to around the square of her back. Atop her head are a pair of white ears resembling that of an arctic foxes. Standing at only 4'10", Violet is extremely small and agile, not quite as muscular as others. She has a white fox tail that comes out from right above her bum, that is around two feet in length. Her skin is a paler tan, but she enjoys going out in the sun during the summer, which results in her skin being a bit darker than most.
A naturally caring and nurturing figure, Violet makes friends easily with those around her. She can sometimes be seen taking on the "Mom Friend" role if needed. Usually however, Violet is fun-loving and enjoys the company of others and being social. Her natural talent for school is not something she recognizes, but her intelligence is recognized by many, some even asking her to help them study if needed. She's naturally gifted with good english skills. She almost can never be angered unless you're bullying a friend of hers, or if you're threatening Aelin. Those are the only two situations where you can really get under Violet's skin, and even there, she tries to take a calm approach.
She naturally worries, and in her mind, she often worries too much. She overthinks situations a bit too easily when it comes to something she said and someone's reaction, or when it comes to a test. She can be quite the worrywart, and though she has worked to hide this from others, the ones close to her know that she indeed needs the reassurance that she didn't mess up or say/do something wrong. This can go a long way with the blonde.
HISTORY [attr="class","fbidossiertxtboxy"]Violet Astera Beauregard was born to Alistair Beauregard and Faryn Beauregard. Born and raised in England, she was brought up in a traditional household, learning the essentials of life through doing chores, and helping her parents around the house. Although her parents were well off, they didn't quite have that extra money like many of the fellow students she knew, so Violet learned to live off of the basics. Among regular humans, Violet was indeed an oddity at first, England not having many mutant residents. With her white ears and tail, they were often pulled and played with by bullies. One afternoon, she was cornered, being 14 and having only developed the ears and tail, her parents thought that her mutant abilities were over with. But as the bullies had her pinned, she panicked, and without a second thought, some of the metal pipes from the side of the school came flying and hit the boys that had cornered her in the head. After escaping and heading to the headmaster's office, she was suspended for injuring other students, but her parents listened to her side of the story, finding out that their daughter had another power. Over the couple weeks she was suspended, she worked with her new power, noticing that she also had sharper vision. Once she was able to return to school, she finished out the semester, and her parents enrolled her into Somnus High, one of the most prestigious High Schools for Mutants. With her naturally high marks in school, she was accepted immediately, and was off to go to school there. She had to move away from her parents to go to the school, but she was ready to take that step in life. High School was not difficult for Violet, the classes were a breeze and she passed with flying colors. While there, she made a few friends. Two of them being named Draco and Aelin. They were a couple, and Violet was happy for them. Aelin became one of her best friends, and Violet for the first time, experienced what she knew was a crush. She pushed it aside simply because Aelin was dating Draco, and she didn't want to come between her two friends. She noticed Draco's jealousy, and feared for Aelin's safety within his company, but she didn't tell her that until Aelin came to her, telling of Draco's concern with their friendship. If it hadn't been for the fact that Aelin was already taken, Violet would have admitted her feelings right then and there, but she simply voiced her concerns, saying that Draco was being much too manipulating and should trust Aelin with her own decisions. Alas, the two broke up after a fight, Aelin not having what Draco went on about, and Violet took the chance to become closer with the beautiful girl that she wanted to call hers. Aelin and Violet were almost inseparable, doing things together and almost spending all of their time together. Violet decided that it was now or never and decided to confess to Aelin that she was in love with her. After taking the time to find the perfect gift for Aelin, she found a necklace that had Aelin's favourite gemstone; Amethyst. Buying it, she got a personal engraving on it saying 'I love you to the moon and back'. A silly quote but cute nonetheless. Violet took it upon herself to prepare everything. Taking the time to learn how to make one of Aelin's favorite dishes; Portuguese Barbecue Chicken, Violet prepared everything, setting up on a hill the perfect picnic area. Aelin met her there, confused on what this was all about. They ate, and after they were eating, Violet had Aelin close her eyes. From the bag she had brought dessert in, she pulled out the necklace, placing the box in Aelin's hand, engraving facing up. After Aelin saw this, Violet wasn't sure about her reaction, but it was positive as Violet started saying that she had liked Aelin for a very long time, and had not wanted to ruin her relationship with Draco because she wanted Aelin to be happy. Asking her to be her girlfriend, Aelin gladly accepted, the necklace being placed around her neck, and them having the dessert Violet made, which some chocolate covered strawberries homemade. After that, Violet and Aelin's love only grew, the two deciding to go to the same college after high school. They adopted a dog and named it Macie, the dog being a small female Australian Shepherd with bi-colored eyes.  [googlefont="Black Ops One"][googlefont="Abel"] [newclass=.fbidossiertxtboxy]font-size:11px;text-align:justify;float:left;margin-top:10px;width:460px;height:130px;padding:10px;border:1px solid #2f2f2f;overflow:auto;color:#2f2f2f;[/newclass] [newclass=.fbidossiertxtboxy::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=.fbidossiertxtboxy::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#f3f3f1;[/newclass] |
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Alphess
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Post by Alphess Wren on May 25, 2019 0:27:31 GMT -8
QUENTIN ROSSI
MALE ▲ 24 YEARS ▲ STUDENT ▲ DEMISEXUAL ▲ PANROMANTIC ▲ PYROKINESIS ▲ TELEPORTATION ▲ ACUTE HEARING ▲ ITALIAN ▲
PERSONALITY & APPEARANCE:How Quentin even got into any sort of academy surely seems like a mystery. To almost everyone he meets, he's a flirtatious monster in a leather jacket. No man, woman, or mutant can escape his gaze. If its capable of complex thought, Quentin will likely find it attractive. He's not afraid of skin ship - to show his affections physically through contact like hugs, kisses, the lot. Sadly, he doesn't let anyone close enough in order to develop actual feelings, not even Endymion. While his room mate may be obscenely attractive, he was good for that and that alone to Quentin. As horrible as it is for a man as attractive as he is, Quentin prefers to leave all that lovey dovey shit out of his life and just lead everyone on. Outwardly, he's standoffish, confident, blunt, has a fiery temper, and has a typical 'bad-boy' complex. If he's walking through the hall, either you move, or get a harsh shoulder into you. If he doesn't like you, you'll know within a second of coming face to face with him. Equally, he never hesitates to tell the current object of his attention just how he feels about them. Maybe he'll even sneak in a whisper of an invitation back to his dorm if he's feeling like ruining some poor person's life. He never sticks with anyone he sleeps around with (except Endymion, who he's stuck with). Many a past partner have misunderstood that a one night stand had emphasis on the ONE for Quentin. Alas, breaking hearts is just a part of life. Secretly, Quentin is intelligent, and has a buried heart. The pattern of his youth of studying never fully faded, even as he grew more rebellious. His books are always tucked away into his desk though. No use spoiling his image of a badass with something as nerdy as textbooks decorating his desk. Somewhere deep behind his calculated exterior, Quentin bets that forming the solid bond he needs to feel any sort of real attraction to someone wouldn't be all that bad. But he often brushes this thought away. Why bother when he got everything he needed from Endy and Yvaine? More importantly, no whisper escapes his ears while he's in the room. He scours what he can hear, making sure that anything said about his is accurate. If people were going to spread rumors then they may as well be accurate bullshit. Perhaps he could pick up hushed voices in the lecture hall about who has a crush on who, whose boyfriend is cheating, who got their girlfriend pregnant. Truly, people should know better than to just give him such valuable information, but how are they to know that he has acute hearing? Such scandals are like gold to him, little tidbits that he can sprinkle around campus and cause havoc. Tattoos run up and down the length of Quentin's arms, chest, and neck. Don't ask him the meaning, he's not about to tell you. One ear lobe is pierced, the other not. An unruly mop of inky hair lays atop his head, unusually dark. Secretly, it's dyed this all-consuming black often. If his bright ginger roots begin to poke out, they'll soon be vanquished by dye. His eyes are a dark, rich brown, but rarely are they warm sincerely. Standing at 6'1, and only lightly built at 150 lbs, Quentin thoroughly enjoys being attractive. Along his hands and forearms are marks of scarring, and often black ash from the paper balls that Quentin casually burns in his hands. He rarely uses his pyrokinesis as an all-out attack, so the rest of his body is unscathed by the licks of his power. The pasty white skin of a hidden ginger is something that he can't hide. The flame he wields is dark, matching the hair and clothes he dresses himself in. He always has a cigarette on his person, but is nice enough not to light them in class. Yet. He has no problem lighting the toothpicks he keeps between his teeth instead wherever. As words roll off his tongue, the influence of immigrant parents can still be heard in his ingrained Italian accent. He can teleport places he can see, close by places that he's been before but can't currently see, and very familiar area like his dorm. HISTORY:One would think that Quentin grew up an orphan, a gangster, a child in a household full of discourse and hardship. That couldn't be farther from the truth. His parents were well-off Italian immigrants to the US, and wanted their only son to be the same smart goody two shoes that his three older sisters were. Get good grades, go to a good college, get married, have a few kids, move to Florida, and die. That wasn't going to work for him. Within his family, there was no discussion of mutations. His mother always seemed to know what he was muttering under his breath, and that regularly got him in trouble with the devil woman. At 15, Quentin discovered two things. Hair dye, and the ability to wield dark, black flames as he pleased - before he was burnt of course. Only a year later, he found his second mutation - teleportation. Almost immediately, Quentin's grades dropped dramatically as he opted to just teleport outside the classroom and skip class. At the prestigious school he attended, no more than three absences were tolerated before the punishment was suspension, and after disregarding that punishment two more times, expulsion. As one would guess, Quentin was quickly expelled. Unable to control their rebelling son, who had already begun to get tattoos and smoke his friends' cigarettes, his parents kicked him out of the house and slapped him into a boarding school - Ignasia High. It was boring, to say the least, but he found his niche in a group of attractive people that loved fire, and for the small price of putting up with his never-ending attempts to flirt with all of them, they let him stick around. He didn't find many other mutants there, but then again, he didn't really make an effort to make friends. Just after graduating, his parents forced him to attend the Academy due to his refusal to stop using his powers. He's been stuck here ever since. His dorm mate, Endymion, happens to be the biggest man-whore he's ever met, which is an arrangement that has worked out well for now between the two of them. Their needs are met, to say the least. He, Endymion, and some fiery chic that used to go to the same high school as Endy are in some form of a poly relationship. Quentin also bought a snake to keep him company - a panda ball python he named Brindisi.  .RELATIONSHIPS:You wish, don't you? Endymion: /Roommate Yvaine:  Everyone else: Future prospects | FACECLAIM ▲ DANIEL BAMDAD |
THANK YOU HANNAH FROM ADOXOGRAPHY |
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Hunter
Male
2 Years Old
15 Likes
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I'm not chubby, I'm just big boned.
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Post by Hunter Moose on May 25, 2019 14:57:20 GMT -8
x Grayson Ryan Noire NAME. Grayson Ryan Noire NICKNAME. GrayAGE. 22GENDER. Male SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Heterosexual RELATIONSHIPS: It's Complicated PETS: Draco, Male angora ferret, 2 years old 
POWER. Magnetism + Hardening
META. Durability
Despite a somewhat brutish exterior, Grayson is rumored to have a soft side, but he’d never admit to ever having one, only one person would truly know whether or not the speculation is the truth or a lie. Trust is not something that comes easily to him, but once he is sure of its presence Grayson is a fiercely loyal and protective friend. Many would describe him as giving off a sort of ‘tough’ vibe, ironic considering his mutation, but he does not lack a sense of humor because he takes himself too seriously. Should some circumstance arise where the choice was himself or the good of his team or his friends, he would choose them over himself without question, his honor and selflessness root close to his heart.
Standing at 6’1” and weighing 156lbs Grayson is a little bit bigger than the average person but not by too much. Pale skin is paired with striking blue eyes and short brunette locks he cares far too much about ; appearance matters very much to him. Due to this fact the males skin is decorated heavily with ink, the art features the faces of many influential people and important landmarks, specifically in only black and white gradient. One piece in particular has color though, a lotus flower just above where his sternum begins and his collar bones meet, colored in red and orange hues, surrounded in more black and white designs that travel up either side of his neck.
A Baron is described as a member of the lowest order of the British nobility, which is exactly what Grayson is. Born to a family who was a little bit well off he grew up used to being referred to as ‘lord’ offhandedly. He had two siblings, a younger brother and sister, he was the oldest son by a few years, therefore the inheritor of the many titles and fortune. That was until he was discovered as having mutated genes, the very first in his family and out of seemingly nowhere. Or so it seemed, up until the very moment his mother confessed Grayson’s father was not his father, however his paternal father was someone she had an affair with, mutants ran in his family. Due to his parentage being a lie and the fear of the family losing their respected name he was cast out and sent to Lubrusca high where he met a girl that he fell hard for named Devika. He is now in his second year of attending an all mutant college, trying hard to strengthen his powers and better control the side effects he suffers from after using them. |
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2019 19:46:43 GMT -8
Isaac Jolon Winchester | AGE 20 years SEXUALITY Gay ETHNICITY | BORN American | South Dakota, USA META ABILITY Super Acute Hearing RELATIONS Way too nervous | PERSONALITY Isaac in short, is a sweet guy, he's always looking to make friends, and cheer people up, even if he doesn't feel at his best himself. He can bring out light, joyous feelings in anyone, but not everyone appreciates that natural ability of his. With big brown eyes and a wide toothy grin, it would be easy to mistake his childishness for immature flirtations, but he isn't really the one to flirt with others. Isaac has a tendency to get a bit nervous around people he does find attractive, but any other time Isaac is just a happy-go-lucky kind of guy who would do anything for you in a heartbeat just to see another person smile. | NAME OF POWER/POWERS 1 - Force Field 2 - Super Strength APPEARANCE Isaac has medium length brown hair that comes to just above his shoulders. His eyes are hazel brown changing from dark green to brown depending on the lighting and what he’s wearing at the time. Isaac is a very large guy, standing at 6’8 and weighing upwards of 250 pounds. Doing hard labor all his life has kept Isaac very trim and fit, and his broad shoulders can definitely attest to the hard labor portion of his life. Isaac usually wears some kind of flannel shirt or an old t-shirt, he isn’t very big on fashion and doesn’t have any interest in impressing others with how he looks. Rarely does he wear clothes that make him look like the cowboy he is, but the one item of clothing he can always be found in is his old ripped jeans and his dusty old boots. | HISTORY Isaac was born the oldest of eight children, three little sisters and four little brothers all who annoyed him endlessly, but he loved them unconditionally so he put up with their constant questions and picking fights with one another and trying to pick fights with him. They were all within a year of each other, so whenever they were old enough their father put them to work on the ranch either helping with the livestock and horses, or helping in the fields. Isaac remained the largest of all the siblings throughout childhood and adulthood, however at sixteen Isaac began to notice certain things, things he didn’t notice about his siblings. The oldest siblings wasn’t one for sharing at that time in his life, so he had no way of knowing if what was going on with him was normal or not, but he did his best to find out.
Isaac had more than one secret to keep though, his conservative parents and growing up in the Midwest was not the most ideal situation for a guy, or anyone really, coming out as gay, or at least trying. He began to hint to the fact to his parents when he was fifteen, trying to ease them into the whole situation slowly, but he knew they weren’t picking up on his hints, so Isaac knew he was just going to have to tell them straight up. So that’s what he did the day he turned sixteen, he sat his parents down and he told them he was gay. To say his parents didn’t take the news well was an understatement, his mother cried endlessly and his father wouldn’t talk to him, told his oldest son he just didn’t know what he was talking about and grounded Isaac for the rest of the school year, which thankfully, was only three months away.
When Isaac turned seventeen at the beginning of his junior year in high school, he met the one person he couldn’t talk to, not without flailing about with nerves and dropping things, turning into the clumsiest person alive. The boy of his dreams, just within his grasp, but Isaac wasn’t used to the feeling of nervousness, especially when talking to other people, so when the boy sat down right next to him in class and asked him for a pencil, Isaac was completely unprepared. Isaac fiddled with his binder, pulling a pencil out with clammy hands and a half smile. This kept up for about a month, until the boy, finally having had enough of Isaac’s nervousness, straight up asked him out, and Isaac, of course, said yes. The brown haired, puppy-dog eyed seventeen year old had everything to lose, but even more to gain, at least that’s how he felt then.
Everything on their first date went smoothly, Isaac didn’t tell his parents where he was, choosing to continue to keep his love life a secret, they were under the impression he was dating his best friend at this point. His relationship with the guy continued for a couple weeks, Isaac was unable to work up the courage to actually kiss him, but after seeing a movie one night the boy once more took the first step, and Isaac once again, had no complaints. Isaac was cautious with everything around him, knowing sometimes he didn’t know his own strength, and they spent a good fifteen minutes kissing outside of Isaac’s car. At least, the minutes were good until a quiet “Oh my God…” came from a few feet away, Isaac instantly moved away from the boy and looked up into his father’s eyes.
Isaac’s father said nothing more, just turned and walked away, and his little brother, who he had just noticed, followed quickly after his father as well. Isaac stood, shell-shocked, unable to move, until the boy broke through his thoughts and snapped him out of it. Isaac left the boy there, he could drive himself home, but Isaac had to get himself home, and he had to hurry up, he couldn’t let this fester in his father’s mind.
When he pulled in the driveway his father met him outside with a suitcase and not a single word, but words weren’t needed, it was obvious how his father felt. His father threw the bag full of clothes into the gravel driveway and a wad of cash quickly followed. Isaac has never felt despair, had never felt the crushing blow of hatred, especially from his own father, and Isaac certainly had never been this distraught himself, he only ever remembered being jovial and upbeat, but this was completely new to him, and he absolutely hated everything about it.
His father refused to say anything to him, but when Isaac tried to explain, tried to tell his father he had warned him, done his best to ease the older man into this, but his father just kept gritting his teeth and getting redder in the face. Isaac begged the gray haired man, begged for him to understand, prayed to the only God he knew to help his father to understand, to forgive and accept him, but Isaac’s prayers and pleas fell on deaf ears. After a few minutes of Isaac continuing to plead his father had heard enough and grabbed the bag again throwing it in the back of Isaac’s truck, slamming the door behind it. His father grabbed the wad of cash and shoved it into the pocket on the front of his shirt, and once more stared at his son with hard, unforgiving eyes.
Isaac tried to move forward but he was met with a rough shove and a still unwavering gaze. Finally, his father reach his breaking point and pushed Isaac back harder, Isaac knew he was stronger than his father, but he had no intention of hurting his father, no matter how angry his father was. When Isaac still wouldn’t leave, his father threw the first and only punch, and as Isaac raised his hands to block the hit, a neon green light spread out around him, stopping his father’s fist before it could reach his son. His father was horrified, and so was Isaac, neither could believe the sight before them, and his father backed up running back to the house, locking the doors behind him. The force field around him quickly vanished, and Isaac ran to his truck, that was the last day he talked to anyone from his home town, and looking back on it, it was the best decision for everyone.
Isaac was a roaming ranch hand for the three years after that, he worked throughout the Midwest and up into a few secluded areas of Canada, but he never tried to use his powers again. Occasionally, when he was in danger like a cow or bull got agitated a portion of his powers would resurface, to keep him from harm, but immediately after he would quit his current job and move on to the next town, never settling down, because if even his own father and mother couldn’t accept and love him, who ever could? Isaac recently found the mutant school though, and realizing, quickly, that he fit into these categories, he enrolled, because at least here he wouldn’t have to hide the powers which he had no control over. | | PET Isaac owns a fawn brindled Dutch Shepherd named Cocoa, a rare colored purebred which he bought from one of the ranch owners he worked for at the very beginning of his time alone for a discounted price. Isaac considers her the best thing to ever waddle into his life, she was the runt of her litter when she was born, but has since grown to be bigger than most males in her breed, weighing 70 pounds even and standing at 24 inches at the shoulder.
Isaac has cared for her from the time she was a puppy, and would do anything to protect her, he views her basically as his child, and not even his school and classes could ever come between the two. | |
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"Why am I constantly on a state of confusion?"
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Post by Nooné on May 26, 2019 1:22:07 GMT -8
Lautaro Nooné Age: 18 years
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Sexual orientation: "Straight"
Power: Energy absorption/Projection
Meta: Superhuman Ability & Reflexes
Personality: Nervous and weak-willed, would be the adjectives most who had met Nooné would use to describe him. The teenager's head is full of doubt and insecurities, craved into his kull, keeping him away from confidence.
Lautaro tries his very best to avoid any kind of conflict he comes across, often not sharing his opinion or accepting requests instantly, escaping from the very thought of being the center of attention of anyone's anger.
Despite all of this, beneath all of those facets hides and intelligent and friendly being, who just wants to enjoy life and get along with his peers. Appearence: Lautaro is a skinny young man, with messy, dark brown hair, color which is also present in both of his eyes. The teenager stands at the not-too-tall height of 5'8, weighing approximately 110 pounds. His wardrobe is mostly composed of black and gray clothing, and he's often seen wearing sweatshirts and joggings, preffering coziness over style. History:
Lautaro Nooné was born to a middle class family in La Plata, Argentina. He had a fairly simple and standard life, attending to a private school, having parents that, despite how much they cared for him, were usually too busy with work to actually make the boy feel truly loved. Graduation day had passed, Lautaro had finished highschool, and the entire family got together to celebrate the kid's success. The twenty something members of his exteded bloodline were all present, different subjects of conversation flew around the house, sports, politics, religion, all conflicts only calmed down by food and booze. Though, as per usual in the summer season, the electricity eventually failed, leaving the alcoholized adults in the dark, some still passionately arguing about. Someone had to go and fix up the circuit breakers, and Lautaro was chosen, since he was the only competent person present at the party. One by one, he lifted the switches of the pad, with various electrodomestics beeping and turning on again. One of them though, the last on the line, wouldn't go up that easily, making the nervous teenager use both of his hands to move it. The boy saw a spark of light explode in right before his face, followed by his arms muscles twising and cramping up on the breaker, his entire body shivering as his mind faded to darkness. Consumed by oscurity again and hearing the loud boom, those sober enough went to check on the situation as quickly as they could, finding the boy laying on the ground, unconcious and with quickly fading ,yet visible light coming from his palms. Upon his awakening, Lautaro realized two things. One, he could feel something running along his veins, traspassing his very body in mere seconds. Two, he was in a hospital bed, surrounded by various doctors and nurses who watched him expectantly, as if they were waiting for him to do or say something. The medical staff concluded that the electric shock the young man had suffered ended up triggering dormant genes on his body, allowing him to channel and absorb the energy from the pad instead of getting affected by it, essentially making him a mutant, first of his family, and certainly one of the first in the South American country. As the subject of mutant existance in Argentina was all but convered in prejudice and ignorance, the family realized the best they could do was to get their kid out of country. Raising money from anywhere they could, the parents, grandparents, cousins and next to any relative present there collaborated into getting Lautaro to the most well respected and trustworthy mutant haven they knew of, "The mutant academy". |
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Salutary
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7 years
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“You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.”
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Post by Salutary Cecil on May 27, 2019 16:39:23 GMT -8
CECIL ROGER FLORES BASIC INFORMATION AGE: 68 Years
POWERS: None.
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Married
PET: - Mollie - Sable Rough Collie, 3 Years, Female
- Piper - Blue Merle Rough Collie, 4 Years, Female
- Bailey - Black Tri Color, 6 Years, Male
OCCUPATION: Headmaster
FAMILY:
• Valencia Flores - Granddaughter
PERSONALITY Cecil is very devoted to those he has created this new world for, though sometimes he doesn't seem to take his position seriously, he often strives to do his best by his teachers and students and will do whatever he needs to to keep them safe. -Devoted - Though some of his actions make it seem as though he doesn’t take his pack or his rank seriously, it is actually an unintentional fault of his. Cecil is very devoted to his pack and strives to do his best by them. He respects his alphas and he knows when he’s messed up (always after the fact, though.) He owns up to his actions readily, though.-Kindhearted - This trait often gets our little salutary in tight situations. Though he knows when pack tensions are high, his wiring tells him when one needs help, he should go and help them. As long as this wolf doesn’t pose a real threat to him or his pack in the moment, he will help anyone in need regardless of pack, rank, or attitude.-Paternal - Cecil is often defined as a "father" or, now, "Grandfather" figure to the wolves he encounters. Through his years, he has been hurt, betrayed, and lied to but he doesn't let this get in the way of his trusting nature. This sweet male always greets others with open paws, not being one to judge a book by its cover or it's "hard exterior". Those who greet him coldly, often get his cheerful attention tenfold, as he hones in, trying to break down walls and figure out why they hurt so badly. Perhaps that's why he was destined to be a Salutary. He always searches for that source of pain, slowly trying to chip away at the walls others have built and most advice he gives is "Live and let live. Those who have hurt you never can again, but you cannot make it so others cannot reach your inner soul." Cecil has a soft spot for pups, often referring to himself as "grandpaw" to the little darlings, offering to babysit them and talk their ear off about herbs they probably could care less about. Cecil Prides himself on helping any wolf in need, whether they are an enemy or a friend. Obviously he keeps his pack's wellbeing in mind but his salutary duty comes first always as well.-Diligent - It takes almost no thought at all for Cecil to know his go-to herbs. As soon as a problem presents itself, very rarely does he need to stop and think of what he needs. He knows his job and he knows how to do it damn well. Read more: thepackforum.com/post/new/1799#ixzz5pAw3MCfZHISTORY Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Sed in porttitor libero. Nunc condimentum rhoncus massa. Aliquam faucibus augue at placerat vehicula. Ut eu elementum turpis, at condimentum risus. Sed risus augue, tincidunt quis accumsan at, tristique at massa. Aliquam convallis consequat elit, vel pellentesque ligula porttitor vel. Aliquam velit neque, suscipit ac orci eu, malesuada consectetur nunc. Nam scelerisque volutpat nibh vitae condimentum. Etiam molestie id sem et aliquet. Duis rhoncus nibh eget dui pulvinar, ut congue risus euismod. Morbi interdum risus et elit convallis, eu dignissim lacus convallis.
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Fusce sagittis aliquet efficitur. Donec lacinia dolor non lorem facilisis, quis vestibulum turpis aliquam. Integer pulvinar tortor vel convallis convallis. Aliquam molestie commodo dolor, vel euismod ipsum vestibulum non. Vestibulum nec mollis urna. Nullam molestie, ex vitae dignissim luctus, mi nunc porta est, in faucibus risus purus quis est. Nulla venenatis laoreet leo, id placerat velit ultrices at. Integer ut sodales lacus, nec malesuada odio. Etiam facilisis tempus est in sollicitudin. Mauris aliquam mattis massa, vitae interdum ante fringilla et. Nulla eget leo at odio dictum fermentum. Aliquam mauris tellus, commodo non dolor eget, gravida cursus nisi. Donec nec tortor vel ipsum sagittis maximus non sed diam. Duis semper justo enim, eleifend sagittis nulla semper in. ♦ ADOXOGRAPHY
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Salutary
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7 years
29 Likes
43 Posts
“You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.”
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Post by Salutary Cecil on May 27, 2019 16:50:37 GMT -8
FACE CLAIM: Matthew Bomber
AGE: 27
POWERS: Telekenesis, Cloning
META: Super Human Reflexes
GENDER: Male HAIR: Brown
EYES: Blue
CLOTHING STYLE: Chic?
HEIGHT: 6' 3"
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3.5 Years
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Post by Beta Violet on May 27, 2019 19:52:07 GMT -8
✮ ✮ STUDENT FILE ✮ ✮  THE BASICS FULL NAME:
Yvaine Jacinthe Blackwood DATE OF BIRTH | AGE:
April 14th | 21 Years PLACE OF BIRTH | CURRENT COUNTRY:
Florence, Italy | Toronto, Canada SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
Pansexual ETHINICITY:
Italian GENDER:
Female RELATIONSHIP STATUS:
Taken by Endymion and Quentin POWERS:
Wings, Electrokinesis META ABILITY:
Acute Hearing PERSONALITY & APPEARANCE [attr="class","fbidossiertxtboxy"]Yvaine is a beauty to say the least. Her hair is blonde and extremely short, although she often dyes it to be other colors depending on how she feels. Her hair color could be a purple one day, and then a bright yellow the next. She stands at 5'1" not being too short, but definitely is not on the tall side. She has a pretty good build, being fit and muscular in most areas, although still holding the plush features of a woman. Her wings resemble that of a barn owl and span about 6.8' from tip to tip. Being like a barn owls, she is able to fly silently through the air, as the feathers are designed to do so.
Yvaine is quite the confident woman. She knows she’s beautiful, and therefore knows that she can get her way with looks alone. She uses it to her advantage to gain the upperhand, when it comes to men and women alike. She is confident in her decisions, and never second guesses herself. Given her confidence, she can be quite the flirt. She flirts her way through most conversations if it’s applicable, but still holds enough awareness that she knows when to turn on the flirty nature, and when to keep it turned off. She’s beautiful and intelligent, and she knows it. And she’s not afraid to show it.
Alongside her intelligence, Yvaine is brutally honest, telling things as they are, and not bothering to sugarcoat anything. With this attitude, she can make some enemies, but she often doesn’t associate with those that can’t handle her. If you can’t handle the truth, then you definitely can’t handle her. Her brutal honesty is appreciated by those that understand life is full of harsh realities, and she knows who she should associate with based on their level of intellect. She doesn’t congregate with people that possess next to none intelligence, and she can appear to be a bitch this way. But if you can't handle this, then you definitely wouldn't be given the time of day by Yvaine. She will not change herself for those around her, even if it were her life on the line.
HISTORY [attr="class","fbidossiertxtboxy"]Born to Flavia Alessia Blackwood, her father left the picture quickly, and Yvaine hardly remembers her name. Being that it was just her and her mother, she was often kept from doing things a normal child would. Instead she was forced to grow up rather quickly, which was not at all Yvaine's intention. She was kept from the world while living in Italy because of her beautiful tawny wings that she possessed on her back. Her mother was afraid that she would stand out too much, and would bring them attention they did not need nor want. Yvaine refused to acknowledge this and enrolled herself into school, forging her mother's signature to do so. As her mother fretted too much, Yvaine left, moving from place to place, only be able to stay in school before she finally dropped out, not able to stand the fact she knew all the information already. Yvaine could be caught in the public libraries, studying and reading up on anything she could. Alas, that knowledge alone would not keep her alive, and so after doing some digging on schools, she found one that she would be able to go to. Mortiul High. She was a bit younger than the current freshman class, but she was allowed acceptance after passing an entrance exam with flying colors. There was when Yvaine started running with the wrong crowd. Although, not many at Mortiul High were considered good. One of them was Endymion Eliades, a handsome young man that vied for attention the moment he saw her. Of course, Yvaine flirted back but never gave him more than an inch. She graduated from Mortiul High at the same time Endymion did, but they parted ways, not speaking to each other. That was until she came to the Academy. Seeing her old friend after a long and much needed break from school, she found that he had stayed the same, still flirting with anything that breathed. After becoming a student at the school, Yvaine adopted a Tiger Citron Reticulated Python that was left on the side of the road while she had been driving to the academy. Taking it to get vet visits, she took a special interest in the reptile, and has named it Baldwyn meaning "Bold, Brave friend"  [googlefont="Black Ops One"][googlefont="Abel"] [newclass=.fbidossiertxtboxy]font-size:11px;text-align:justify;float:left;margin-top:10px;width:460px;height:130px;padding:10px;border:1px solid #2f2f2f;overflow:auto;color:#2f2f2f;[/newclass] [newclass=.fbidossiertxtboxy::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=.fbidossiertxtboxy::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#f3f3f1;[/newclass] |
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Post by Beta Violet on May 29, 2019 6:45:27 GMT -8
✮ ✮ TEACHER FILE - NURSE ✮ ✮  THE BASICS FULL NAME:
Raisa Amara Lockhart DATE OF BIRTH | AGE:
May 25th | 30 Years PLACE OF BIRTH | CURRENT COUNTRY:
North Dakota, United States | Toronto, Canada SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
Heterosexual ETHINICITY:
French x American GENDER:
Female RELATIONSHIP STATUS:
Single POWERS:
Healing Factor, Health Optimization META ABILITY:
Emotion Detection PERSONALITY & APPEARANCE [attr="class","fbidossiertxtboxy"]Raisa is a beauty, one that you only see once in a lifetime. Due to her natural healing factor, she hardly has any wrinkles littering her soft skin, and appears angelic with how white it is. Her hair is wavy, coming down to rest just below the small of her back. She’s of regular height, coming to about 5’4”. Weighing a light 110 pounds, she’s skinny but keeps herself fit. Her eyes are a beautiful pale rose color, adding a beautiful touch.
Sweet and caring, Raisa is someone you can go to if you need anything. Whether it be someone to talk to, or simply a shoulder to cry on. She’s there and ready to help in any way she can. Patience is one of her lasting virtues, helping her with almost any situation she has herself in, and if you spark her temper then you know you’ve messed up, as Raisa hardly gets angry with those around her. This however, does not mean that Raisa doesn’t have an attitude. At times she can be rather sarcastic, and give witty remarks when it comes to others grating on her nerves, she does this politely however, just to make it seem more cutting.
Even with her small bouts of sarcasm, Raisa is seen as more of a motherly figure among those to talks to. She helps each and every person that comes to her, and she tries to offer them the best care and love that she can. Whether or not they accept it, Raisa holds a special place in her heart for those she’s helped. She’s rather sympathetic, which brings her caring nature forward most of the time. She understands the emotions of others and she often tries to talk to them to make them feel a bit better, even if its only for a little bit.
HISTORY [attr="class","fbidossiertxtboxy"]Born in North Dakota, Raisa was raised there by her father, Alexander Lockhart. Her mother had died during childbirth delivering Raisa, causing her older brother Victor to resent the white haired girl. Often picking fights with his younger sister, Raisa learned from a young age that she had a healing ability, as the cuts and bruises she gained from tussling with her brother healed rather quickly. It wasn’t until her second year in Sorelus High that she realized she also had the ability to heal others. Victor had finally gotten over himself, and accepted that his sister was going to be apart of the world whether he liked it or not at this point, and so he helped his sister with her power, as he had a variation of it as well. Healing came easy to Raisa, as she often helped the bullied kids at school feel better after they got beaten up. Becoming well known for this, Raisa was called into the nurse’s office, where the nurse took the time to tutor her on her powers. After graduating from high school, she found herself living with her father and brother, helping afford the place that they were living it. It was a simple three bedroom house, but helping out out her father was the least she could do. After a few years, Raisa found out that there was a school opening for mutants, which excited her to say the least. She applied to become the nurse there, seeing as her skills were perfect for doing so. She was accepted into the position, and given a cute little office to match. Seeing as she’s not only the nurse, but someone that others can talk to, almost like a counselor, she has a pet bunny -a Flemish Giant for maximum fluff - named Fluffball - often nicknamed Fluffy - that she lets roam her office. ![]() [googlefont="Black Ops One"][googlefont="Abel"] [newclass=.fbidossiertxtboxy]font-size:11px;text-align:justify;float:left;margin-top:10px;width:460px;height:130px;padding:10px;border:1px solid #2f2f2f;overflow:auto;color:#2f2f2f;[/newclass] [newclass=.fbidossiertxtboxy::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=.fbidossiertxtboxy::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#f3f3f1;[/newclass] |
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Hunter
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2 Years Old
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I'm not chubby, I'm just big boned.
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Post by Hunter Moose on May 29, 2019 20:05:04 GMT -8
x Calliope Westmore NAME. Calliope Westmore NICKNAME. KodiAGE. 24GENDER. Female SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Heterosexual RELATIONSHIPS: Sawyers Teaching assistant PETS: French Bulldog, Male, 2yrs, Theon 
POWER. Atmokinesis - Aerokensis
META. Flight
Most who knew Calliope would probably describe her as sweet and caring, especially toward animals, before finding out about her mutant abilities she had high hopes of becoming a veterinarian, always studying and staying out of trouble to get the grade, shy with very few friends due to always being buried in her studies. That was until people started treating her differently because she was a mutant, her once soft exterior had no other choice but to toughen up. She is careful in her interactions, but through sawyer has become more confident in herself and everything she does, taking everyday in stride, she is always working on herself.
Bright hazel eyes are marked as Calliope’s most striking feature, along with her wavy red hair, kept at a somewhat long length just past her shoulders. Freckles dust her pale skin across the bridge of her nose and in various other places like her shoulders and her back. The least surprising part of her appearance is her height, standing at a very modest 5’6” and weighing 130lbs Kodi is not a big nor a small person, just right in her own eyes and in sawyers (; Calliope was born into a big family, the youngest and only daughter out of her 4 other brothers. Growing up was rather easy because of this, her parents treated her like their little princess and no one bullied her at school for fear of having to deal with four older brothers who wanted to do nothing but love and protect her. Being the only girl made Calliope want to do the most out of her siblings, the young perfectionist always on top of her grades and trying to do the best she could, this much carrying over into high school until about senior year. Over the course of about a week a series of strong storms were predicted, small tornadoes were common in her area so no one paid any mind to the forecasts. The night before her life seemed to change forever, Calliope had a nightmare that was too real to simply be a dream. An F5 tornado touched down just outside of her town, much to everyone's surprise but her own. In a matter of less than 10 minutes everything her family had worked for was picked up and thrown with the strength of a mighty titan, winds relentless and unforgiving. It was in this critical moment of stress, clutching the railing of the staircase that Calliope became critically aware of her mutation, a unfamiliar pressure settling in her head as the whistling stopped, what was left of the house stopped shaking and her hair settled back how it had before. After a few seconds she found the strength to open her eyes. The only thing that remained of her house had been the railing she clutched of the basement, looking up she could see clear to the overcast, black sky. Calliope had been the only one to make it to the basement on time, this cruel revelation came to her suddenly as she realized she was the the only one left.
While being counseled for the grief of her family, Calliope came across a skilled telepath, one who understood she too was a mutant, though she knew no one would believe her. The telepath told her about an academy that had opened in Canada, a place for people like them, somewhere she could move on and learn to get stronger, somewhere with more snow than tornadoes.
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