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Complete Chaos | Adapa x Socrates February 16, 2022 10:08 PM

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Please do not post here unless you are Adapa(Lost Memories) or Socrates (Overthink101/Me). Feel free to read along though!

Plot

The government controlled city of Zaira is home to the largest population of pure humans, and the only true place left to live, a place where anyone that doesn’t pass the test they take at 18 on the last day of school is either exiled or executed. How does one fail? By having unnatural abilities that no one else has.

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Fourteen people are all reaching the time where they must take this test, though they all know that they’ll fail already. But we aren’t there yet, for there’s still a week before they fail and hear of a safe haven for others like them.

Complete Chaos | Adapa x Socrates February 16, 2022 10:09 PM

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Age:

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Sexuality:

Poly/Ambi/Mono:

*Alignment:

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*More Emotional/Logical:

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Allergies:

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Complete Chaos | Adapa x Socrates February 16, 2022 10:09 PM

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(Name | Age | Gender | Sexuality | Poly/Ambi/Mono | Blood Type | Fluff/Angst | Ability | Pack)

‘Weak’ One (10/10)

Gen'ya Hiei Hikari | 18 | AMAB Non-Binary | Demisexual | Ambi | A- | Angst | Inducement | Socrates.

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Jasutina 'Jass' Kyoko Hiroshi | 18 | Female | Bisexual(HFL) | Ambi/Poly | O+ | Fluff | Sound Gradient | Socrates.

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Animus Plight Cronan | 18 | Male | Pansexual | Ambi | A+ | Angst | Link | Socrates.

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Amittai 'Ami' Zviad Mushi | 18 | Gender Non-Conforming Male | Omnisexual(HML) | Ambi | AB- | Fluff | Matchbreaking | Socrates.

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Adbrei Akaiti Kennaway | 18 | FtM Male | Gray-Ace | Ambi | B- | Angst | Physic Shield | Socrates.

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Kage Virgo | 18 | Male | Homosexual | Ambi | A- | Fluff | Shadow Manipulation | Adapa.

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Micha 'M' Abbott | 18 | Male | Homosexual | Ambi | AB- | Fluff | Truth Finder | Adapa.

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Cherry ‘Blossom’ Hall | 18 | Female | Bisexual | Ambi | A+ | Angst | Muted Noise | Adapa.

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Atlas Blackwell | 18 | Male | Asexual Panromantic | Ambi/Poly | B- | Angst | Memory Freezeframe | Adapa.

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Achyls Skylar | 18 | Female | Lesbian | Ambi | O+ | Angst | Gravity Alter | Adapa.

‘Strong’ Ones (4/4)

Dendritic 'Tic' Grus Tanzer | 18 | Male | Pansexual | Ambi | AB+ | Fluff | Graceful Grus | Socrates.

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Apache Apus Graves | 18 | Male | Demisexual | Ambi | O- | Angst | Monochrome Apus | Socrates.

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Loreto Avian | 18 | Male | Pansexual | Ambi | AB+ | Fluff | Mimic | Adapa.

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Ash Cadman | 18 | AMAB Non-Binary | Demisexual Panromantic | Ambi/Mono | B+ | Angst | Boomerang | Adapa.


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Complete Chaos | Adapa x Socrates February 17, 2022 10:04 AM

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-Loreto-

Name:

Loreto Avian

*Nickname(s):

Anything you can come up with

Age:

18

Birthday:

March 12th

Blood Type:

AB+

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Pansexual

Poly/Ambi/Mono:

Ambi

*Alignment:

Neutral Good

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Fluff/Angst:

Fluff

Weak/Strong:

Strong

Ability:

Mimic (Shapeshift kinda-)

At a basic level, this power allows Loreto to mimic other people's voices and 'shift' into them for a certain period of time. At its most powerful level, this will allow Loreto to even use the other person's power, though only for a small period of time, and hold their form for a longer period. While holding their form, Letoro will gain the physical abilities and also defects of the person he's shifted into.

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Appearance:

In the eyes of modern society, Loreto is pretty close to perfect when it comes to appearance. He has light brown skin mixed with shocking blue eyes and curly black hair that seems to naturally fall into place. His skin is smooth and untouched except for a few smalls here and there from accidents.

He's rather tall at 6'3", and a little on the skinny side at 120 pounds. His face is rounded with a crooked smile that he's rarely seen without, and almond-shaped eyes as well as a relatively normal, slightly pointed nose.

Loreto is not only beautiful, but casual. He is seen most often with a T-shirt, usually some shade of blue or neutral colors, occasionally wearing something more bright (He never misses a school spirit day! And you should see his outfits during pride month... Very bright XD), as well as skinny jeans and somewhat torn up tennis shoes. During the colder seasons, Loreto can be found with a leather jacket with a fluffy inside and the same torn-up shoes (don't judge, they're his favorite!).

Regarding scars, Loreto doesn't have too many, but the most notable that he does have is on his palm, starting at the base of his thumb and trailing to the top of his wrist. This, like most of his other scares, is from working in his father's shop.

Personality:

Loreto is typically perceived as very helpful and kind, always doing whatever he can to aid those around him. He's well known and popular with his peers because he can get along with pretty much everyone and he's smart and helpful, but also knows how to have fun.

Now, just because he can get along with everyone, doesn't mean he likes everyone. Loreto is well known and liked, but there's only a small group that he considers close friends, and there are several people that he just doesn't like. He'll do his best not to treat them differently, but he won't be their friend either.

Loreto is also popular among the teachers because, even though he's not at the top of all of his classes, he asks questions, gets help when he needs it, and helps others when they need it. He's been a student tutor for science since he started high school, and pretty much everyone knows him at this point. He's got decent grades most of the time and always appears optimistic. Plus, he's always very respectful of authority figures, and he's a rule follower.

Along with this, Loreto absolutely loves nature. Though he's often seen joking around and maybe playing a little rough with his close friends, Loreto is very gentle generally, and he's really big on keeping the environment healthy. He's an advocate for anything that helps nature and has given to several charities to help out. Hiking is his go-to cool-down method because, let's face it, even someone as social as Loreto needs some time away in quiet.

Despite being kind of a nerd, Loreto knows who he is, and he owns it! During pride month he's all dressed up in his colors and rainbows to show his pride and support, and I mean... all dressed up. Facepaint and everything. Full facepaint. And flags on his car and house. Everything! He's very open, and he doesn't care what others think. He likes standing out, and he encourages others to be the same. He'll be there to stand up for them if they need it.

Besides, there's no better you than the you you truly are!

*Likes:

- Science
- Nature and animals
- Working at the shop
- Music
- Most people
- Chicken nuggetzzzzz

*Dislikes:

- Homophobia/Transphobia
- Certain, mean people
- Any harm to the natural environment
- Reading (Bruh, dyslexia sucks-)
- Lettuce

*Strengths:

- Running
- Swimming
- Public speaking
- Respectful debate
- Socializing
- Science and math
- Playing percussion

*Weaknesses:

- Reading
- Fighting (Physical)
- Singing (He tries his best, leave him alone-)
- Bee stings
- Chocolate (I mean, who doesn't love chocolate?)

*Hates:

Anyone that's a big enough jerk to think that repression is okay

*Fears:

Losing his family, autophobia, and mild entomophobia.

*More Emotional/Logical:

Most of the time, logical. He doesn't like going in without a plan. There are a few occasions, though, that you have to go with your gut.

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Allergies:

Bee stings

Physical Disabilities:

Slight dyslexia, it's not too bad, but it sucks to read in front of the class.

Mental Illnesses:

He does have some mild anxiety, but other than that, nothing! (Yet.)

*Both/Right/Left-Handed:

Right-handed

Overall Health:

Pretty okay, can't complain.

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*Background:

Loreto comes from a small, but tight-knit family. His father owns his own blacksmith shop, and his mother is a baker for a local bakery. He's an only child and is kind of the center of attention at home, though he never used that for a negative advantage. He loves to help out by cooking dinner and doing what he can to help his father in the shop.

Honestly, not much bad has happened to Loreto yet, he likes school, he has some good friends, and he loves his family. Oh, he also has a golden retriever, Lucky, that's his true best friend.

That's really all there is to say right now-

Affiliations:

TBD

*Themesong(s):

Taunt- Lovejoy
It's Alright- Mother Mother
Family- Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors
Price Tag- Jessie J, B. o. B.
You've Got A Friend In Me- Cavetown cover
High Hopes- P!ATD

*Additional Information:

Don't think so!

-Ash-

Name:

Ash Cadman

*Nickname(s):

Anything you can come up with

Age:

18

Birthday:

July 10th

Blood Type:

B+

Gender:

Nonbinary (AMAB)

Sexuality:

Demisexual Panromantic

Poly/Ambi/Mono:

Ambi, leaning towards mono

*Alignment:

True Neutral

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Fluff/Angst:

Angst

Weak/Strong:

Strong

Ability:

Boomerang

When using their power, any weapons or powers used against Ash will simply bounce off of them and hit the attacker instead. This also works with emotions, for example, if someone says something mean to them while their power is activated, the pain that Ash would normally feel will instead be felt by the person who said the mean thing (Though Ash will also feel this later on, like a delayed reaction.)

Although Ash's power makes them basically indestructible, they can only hold it for up to ten minutes in its most basic stage, and up to an hour in its most developed. Their energy is also drained more the longer they hold it, so they try to win quickly.

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Appearance:

Ash looks kind of... well... broken. They have pale skin with slightly yellow undertones that give them a rather sickly appearance, and their dirty blonde hair is often unkempt and completely ignored. Their nose is slightly crooked, as it's been broken before, and their eyes are a dark brown and slightly downturned with long lashes.

Ash stands at about 5'11", but, because of more slouched posture, they appear to be about 5'9". They're skinny, weighing only 118 pounds, and their lips are thin and often pulled tightly together.

It's probable that anyone who passes Ash would be suspicious of them, they're always wearing black, and their dark eyes combined with their slightly defensive posture is far from welcoming. More often than not, they are wearing a black sweatshirt and jeans with tennis shoes.

Now for scars, Ash has a lot of those. A lot lot. Too many to name. The most obvious and notable ones, however, would have to be the one on their back, staring at their left hip and trailing up their back to their right shoulder, stopping just below the shoulder blade, and the one on their neck, starting behind their left ear and dragging down, stopping at his collar bone. Then, of course, there are plenty on their wrists and thighs from self-harm.

Personality:

In all honesty, Ash is probably just as inapproachable as they look, but not for the same reasons that people avoid them. They don't like human interaction much, and they aren't very good at socializing. If approached, Ash's first instinct is to become defensive. They don't attack, and they don't speak out of anger, but they become immediately suspicious and somewhat fearful.

Besides, talking is often a waste of time, so there's no point anyway.

They do fine in school, as they're intelligent, and it's not often that they don't know what they're doing. They are knowledgeable of many things, and they honestly don't mind sharing this knowledge, as long as they don't have to speak to do so. They're content to watch things play out from a distance, and not much goes unnoticed to them.

When it comes to emotions, Ash is surprisingly in tune with theirs, they've had years of practice to figure shit out, and though they hardly have themselves together, they've gained some form of understanding themselves, and, even if they don't necessarily like it, they've stopped trying to change it to please others.

They don't listen to others' opinions involving them, and they can become aggressive when someone challenges them. They don't like being put down, and they certainly won't put up with someone threatening them. They don't mind fighting, as long as there's a reason behind it.

Now, in the unlikely circumstance that you manage to get close to Ash (congrats, they still don't trust you-), they'll become extremely protective of you, and I mean extremely protective. No one's going to touch you or hurt you under their protection. They can be slightly overbearing because of this, but, if you've truly stuck by them long enough for them to care about you, then you probably know that this is just because they care and they're scared to lose you. If you're hanging out casually, out of the public eye, Ash can be surprisingly laid back and fun to be around.

They like cartoons and action movies, and they like music, especially rock. They'll listen to rants easily, without being bothered or judging in the slightest, and they'll stick by you no matter what.

Until you hurt them.

*Likes:

- Cartoons
- Music, especially rock
- Swimming
- Hiking

*Dislikes:

- Most people, honestly
- Misgendering
- Loud noises
- Talking

*Strengths:

- Fighting (physical)
- Swimming
- Writing
- Running

*Weaknesses:

- Public speaking and talking in general
- Mental disorders
- Loud noises
- Very overprotective
- Can be violent

*Hates:

Loud noises, arrogant people, being ignored, being challenged

*Fears:

Severe Phonophobia, Hemophobia, Glossophobia, and mild Claustrophobia

*More Emotional/Logical:

These are pretty evenly split, just depends on the situation

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Allergies:

None

Physical Disabilities:

They're hard of hearing in their left ear

Mental Illnesses:

Severe Clinical Depression, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, C-PTSD, Mild OCD, Selective mutism, Extreme Abandonment issues/Separation anxiety

*Both/Right/Left-Handed:

Left-Handed

Overall Health:

Pretty bad

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*Background:

No, no. No spoilers for you :)

Let's just say it wasn't good.

Affiliations:

WIP

*Themesong(s):

Unsteady- X Ambassadors
July- Noah Cyrus
Rät- Penelope Scott
Brutal- Olivia Rodrigo
All The Things She Said- tATu
Nobody- Miski
Oh No!- MARINA
Violent- carolesdaughter
The Fall- Lovejoy

*Additional Information:

Don't think so

-Kage-

Kage (pronounced Kah-Gay) Virgo

Age:

18

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Homosexual

Poly/Mono/Ambi:

Ambi

Birthday:

October 15th

Blood Type:

A-

Alignment:

Chaotic Good

/~/

Fluff/Angst:

Mostly fluff, a little bit of angst. For the sake of the RP though, we'll say fluff.

Weak/Strong:

Weak

Ability:

Shadow Manipulation

At its most basic level, this power is simply being able to bend and move shadows at will. When more advanced, this will allow Kage to shadow travel. His senses are also all heightened in the dark, he can see perfectly and he can hear better than most.

/~/

Appearance:

Kage isn't too bad-looking, or, at least that's what he believes. His hair is black and curly, piled messily on top of his head (gotta show off that 'natural beauty', ya know?).

He has rather sharp features, a heart-shaped face, and a pointed nose, even his ears seem a little pointed. His skin is the color of caramel, and his face is splashed with freckles. He has a crooked smile that is basically permanently pasted onto his face, no matter how he's feeling.

Kage's eyes are a beautiful, bright green, glinting with mischief, but never revealing any of his many secrets. He has an hourglass body shape and is small, standing at only 5'6" and weighing 106 pounds. This, of course, works in his favor, making it easy to sneak around.

As for what he wears, Kage is often seen in darker colors such as black, gray, and dark green or blue. Usually, he's in a T-shirt and jeans, wearing only socks or going around barefoot in the house, wearing sneakers at school or in public. In winter he'll wear a simple, (usually) solid-colored sweatshirt, and at night he'll wear an oversized T-shirt and sweatpants.

When it comes to scars, Kage really only has a few, and they're all from stupid childhood accidents and pranks-

Oh, and he has a snake tattoo on his right forearm. It looks fuckin' awesome.

Personality:

Kage has an impish spirit and has no trouble sneaking around and getting into unnecessary trouble. He finds it quite fun to cause just a little bit of chaos every once in a while. He is hard to dislike, always joking around when he gets the chance, but also knowing when to be serious.

He can get along with almost anyone, also helping with his need to get in trouble because he can get himself out of most situations.

Kage is hard to surprise, his eyes always sharp and open, his mind always ready for anyone or anything. He can often have a sharp tongue when angry, and sometimes when he's not. He has some sass in him and might be considered annoying at some point. Hey, isn't everyone though?

As you may have expected, Kage has embraced all forms of music and art, loving to sing and dance... He's not too bad at it either. It's just one of the things he keeps quiet. After all, he wouldn't dare give up his funny, troublesome persona for a music nerd. That just wouldn't make sense now, would it? So, when Kage's singing or dancing in public he's joking around with it, not showing off his actual talent.

He's really good at lying, luckily. In fact, he's kind of a pathological liar...

He can spot anyone else lying, too. He's a good friend to anyone who needs one, even if he can be a lot to handle. And under his amusing, kind persona, Kage is actually rather sad.

Strengths:

- Running
- Sneaking
- Lying
- Talking
- Silence

Weaknesses:

- Telling the truth (The real truth)
- Fighting
- His sharp tongue
- His protectiveness of friends

Likes:

- Running
- Singing and dancing
- Lying
- Most people

Dislikes:

- Fighting
- Anyone who dare make fun of him
- His biological family
- Hot guys ('Cause damn, he can't resist them.)

Hates:

Pushy people who try to get him to talk about emotions... gross.

Fear:

Falling in love. Despite how cheesy and absolutely pathetic this may sound, it's completely true. Kage fears falling in love because he doesn't want to get so attached to someone that he can't bear to lose them, and he doesn't want there to be anyone that can hold him back and, well, change him. He is a very unique individual, and he likes it that way, he'll flirt constantly with both men and women, and he'll laugh and gag at romance stories, but actually falling in love is just too much for Kage to process, he'd rather not.

More Emotional/Logical:

Uhh, kinda both. Kage is constantly using both his heart and his head. His jokes are clever and his every plan is well thought through, he rarely (but not never) acts without thinking first. Usually, the only exception is if someone is messing with his friends or family. However, everything he does is to help others, his heart is huge and he adores people.

Allergies

Dog fur (unfortunately, he loves dogs, and yes, he will die if it means he gets to snuggle a puppy for three hours first)

Physical Disabilities:

Nope

Mental Illnesses:

Depression, PTSD, Pathological liar

Physical Disabilities:

None

Overall Health:

Pretty good, he doesn't get sick very much.

*Both/Right/Left-Handed:

Left-Handed

/~/

*Background:

His parents abandoned him when he was only five, and he's been through fifteen foster homes, never managing to win the affections of a good family long enough for them to want to keep him. Two of these homes were abusive in multiple ways, and Kage's been through his fair share of shit.

*Themesong(s):

Hiding In Your Hands- Mallory Bechtel
Freaks- Surfs Curse
Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time- P! ATD
Death of a Bachelor- Panic! At the Disco
Never Ever Getting Rid of Me- Christopher Fitzgerald

Additional Information:

Don't think so

-Micha-

Name:

Micha Abbott

*Nickname(s):

M, anything you can come up with

Age:

18

Birthday:

February 15th

Blood Type:

AB-

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Homosexual

Poly/Ambi/Mono:

Ambi

*Alignment:

Neutral Good

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Fluff/Angst:

Fluff

Weak/Strong:

Weak

Ability:

Truth Finder

When using this power, Micha can get anyone to tell the truth about any question he asks using a sort of mind manipulation. He can also detect any lies or half-truths while using his power. He does, however, have to be very specific about the questions he asks, because the person he's speaking to is not obligated to answer any questions that they are not asked, even if it is linked to the topic of the actual question.

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Appearance:

Micha typically works pretty hard on his appearance, as he cares a lot about fashion. His fashion, however, isn't the typical 'high-school fashion,' it's actually kind of... out there, which is very contradictory to his actual personality.

He has a diamond-shaped face with wider cheekbones and a smaller forehead and jaw and a slightly pointed chin. His eyes are almond-shaped and a soft hazel color, taking in the world with a quiet, gentle gaze. His hair is a chestnut brown and slightly longer than shoulder-length, often pulled up into a bun or hanging down in a braid. His skin is a soft caramel color with warm yellow and orange undertones, giving him a somewhat healthy glow.

He's 5'7" and weighs a healthy 124 pounds.

As for what he wears, Micha is almost always in bright colors, and it's not uncommon for him to pull off something that most people would think is just completely mismatched and out there. Usually, he has a solid-colored T-shirt with a floral shirt over it or maybe a bright sweatshirt. He's most often seen in blue skinny jeans and tennis shoes that he custom painted when he first got them. Micha is also typically wearing a set of stud diamond earrings and a simple heart locket on a silver chain that his little sister gave him a few years ago.

Oh, and he loves skirts, particularly longer ones, stopping just above or below the knee, and he wears them often, not giving two shits what other people think. When it comes to fashion, if it's cute, Micha is going to wear it. There's no such thing as 'male' or 'female' clothing, it's just a different style.

Micha is a total make-up geek, he knows the best brands and the colors that suit him best, and he loves to use make-up that doesn't cover up his natural beauty, but rather enhances it, and he encourages those he cares about to do the same if they're interested in make-up. Don't cover up, let people see you more clearly.

He always has mascara and eyeliner as well as different varieties of eyeshadow and blush, though he usually keeps away from lipstick, sticking to a simple lip balm or lip gloss instead. Oh, and his nails are usually painted as well.

When it comes to scars, Micha has quite a few, most from self-harm that he doesn't even try to hide, and a few from past fights or accidents.

He has a semi-colon tattoo on his right wrist in full display. 'I'm a survivor, and I'm proud of it. Even when things get hard, I'll keep going.' And he also has a somewhat messy rose tattoo on his left shoulder that he had his little sister draw for him.

Personality:

Despite his rather open appearance, Micha isn't actually that social. He doesn't mind talking to people every once in a while, but he's also not going to walk up and talk to someone unless he already knows them very well. He actually gets very nervous when talking, scared to slip up.

He's pretty confident when it comes to storytelling and presenting projects to a large class, but when it comes to one on one contact, Micha's not great. He's a performer, but he's not good at holding a solid conversation with someone he doesn't already know.

Micha is very creative, and he loves to write, sing, and draw. He's very involved in the theater part of the school and he's probably one of the best artists in the whole school. He likes showing off his work, though, again, only to a larger crowd.

When you know Micha well, he's very laid back and fun to be around, always wanting to make you smile and laugh, but also knowing how to listen well. Micha's one of the sweetest people you'll ever meet, and he loves to help out, understanding emotions pretty well.

He'll encourage you to be yourself and let your creative side shine through, and he'll stick up for you if you need it, but he's not overly protective.

He's very loyal and expects those he lets close to be the same, so he never really gets jealous, and it's very hard to anger him. Plus, he doesn't hold many expectations, the only one he really has is that those he lets in won't simply turn him away and walk out again.

Micha is, in the words of his little sister, "the best big brother in the whole world!" He's very supportive and loving with his little sister, Niki, and they have a very strong relationship. The two have been through a lot together, and Micha is Niki's role model.

When you do manage to anger Micha, he's very passive, and he doesn't like fighting at all. He'll probably just ignore you or shrug it off. The only time he really acts out is when someone threatens or hurts his friends or sister.

Micha has a very good sense of himself, and he's very in tune with his emotions, negative and positive. He's learned how to control himself, and though his depression sometimes still gets the best of him, he typically keeps control pretty well, even though he is a very emotional person.

*Likes:

- Writing/Drawing/Painting
- Singing
- Performing
- Cats
- Sweets

*Dislikes:

- Any kind of hate
- Fighting
- Gender norms
- Math
- Bullies

*Strengths:

- Singing/performing
- Intelligent
- Drawing/painting/writing
- Understanding emotions

*Weaknesses:

- Fighting (physical)
- He can be very emotional
- Shy
- Math

*Hates:

Homophobia, Transphobia, Gender norms, Bullies, Fighting

*Fears:

Arachnophobia, Atychiphobia, and mild Nosophobia

*More Emotional/Logical:

Nicely split, he tends to think things through while also following his gut instinct.

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Allergies:

Pollen

Physical Disabilities:

Nope!

Mental Illnesses:

Depression and mild insomnia

*Both/Right/Left-Handed:

Right

Overall Health:

Better than most, he takes really good care of himself most of the time

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*Background:

:)

Affiliations:

TBD

*Themesong(s):

Born This Way- Lady Gaga
Unstoppable- Sia
This is me- From the Greatest Showman
Don't Be So Hard On Yourself- Jess Glynne

*Additional Information:

Don't think so

-Cherry-

Name:

Cherry Hall

(Yep, meet one of Leroy's sisters)

*Nickname(s):

Blossom, anything you can think of

Age:

18

Birthday:

November 3rd

Blood Type:

A+

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Poly/Ambi/Mono:

Ambi

*Alignment:

True Neutral

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Fluff/Angst:

Angst

Weak/Strong:

Weak

Ability:

Muted Noise

When using her ability, Cherry can either turn off her own sense of hearing or mute the sounds around her for everyone else around her which can easily confuse the mind and make it harder to understand surroundings. She can hold her power for up to an hour in its least developed state and up to three hours in her most developed.

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Appearance:

Cherry is very pretty with long auburn hair that falls just past her shoulder blades and is slightly curled by nature. Her eyes are rounded and a light, honey-brown, and her skin is light, though not quite pale, with cooler undertones, and her cheeks are splashed with freckles.

She stands at 5'3" and weighs about 143 pounds with an hourglass-shaped frame. Her face is heart-shaped with a slightly broader forehead and smaller chin. Her nose is slightly smaller than normal and more round, and she has thinner eyebrows with a rather obvious arch.

Cherry typically wears nicer cloaths, usually longer, flowy dresses that are multiple colors or black and white, or a bright colored top with skinny jeans and white sneakers. She likes to be fashionable but covered.

Cherry does still play soccer, so there are occasions where she'll just wear her jersey, either for the day or a game or just for fun. When she's in uniform, Cherry's hair is pulled back from her face in a ponytail or bun.

Cherry's a fan of very light makeup, some lipstick, blush, mascara, and eyeshadow are often present on her face. She has straight, white teeth, and her cheeks dimple when she smiles. She's obviously in very good shape, and she doesn't mind showing off a little bit, though she makes it extremely clear that no one is going to touch her without permission.

Personality:

Cherry is very confident, but also very reserved. Her closest friend was her twin for a very long time, but the two started to grow apart and Cherry became very distant from most people.

She still keeps in close contact with her soccer team, and she's a great captain, but she's not as open as she used to be. Cherry is very past-focused, and her past wasn't very good. She's doesn't trust easily, and she doesn't let people close to her.

Cherry knows how to defend herself, and she won't hesitate to. She's comfortable with her body and she's made goals for who she wants to be, though her main goal has always been to find her brother, Leroy.

Cherry is very creative and extremely smart, at the top of all of her classes. She looks at things in ways that most people wouldn't, and she can consistently see different perspectives.

Among teachers, Cherry is pretty popular because she's an amazing student, but among her peers, she's quite the opposite. Cherry often comes off as cold and defensive because she's trying to protect herself, and she takes after her eldest brother when it comes to protective mannerisms. She can be overprotective of the few that she's closet to, and she hates to be told off.

Unlike Leroy, however, Cherry never felt the need to be the best. She doesn't mind learning things from other people as long as they don't try to make things personal.

Cherry is very much a wreck when it comes to emotions and thoughts. She's not good at controlling her emotions, and she can act out without meaning to sometimes, though she regrets it as soon as she realizes what she's done. She also struggles with internal thoughts, but it's rare that she'd ever tell anyone.

*Likes:

- Reading
- Soccer
- Nature
- Music
- Running

*Dislikes:

- Overly sweet food
- Fighting/Arguing
- Water
- Failing
- Disingenuine people

*Strengths:

- Running
- Soccer
- A good leader
- Very intelligent

*Weaknesses:

- Mental illnesses
- Can be impulsive
- Past-Focused
- Very Defensive

*Hates:

People who think they're better than everyone else, negative emotions, inequality

*Fears:

Autophobia, Hydrophobia, and Phonophobia

*More Emotional/Logical:

For the most part, emotional. Even though Cherry is very smart, she often reacts based on how she's feeling rather than what might make more sense.

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Allergies:

None

Physical Disabilities:

Nope

Mental Illnesses:

Depression, C-PTSD, and Insomnia

*Both/Right/Left-Handed:

Both, predominantly right

Overall Health:

Meh, she tries to take care of herself, it doesn't always happen.

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*Background:

Well, you already know part of it, but you'll see the rest later.

Affiliations:

TBD

*Themesong(s):

I'm Not A Cynic- Alec Benjamin
Reckless- Madison Beer
God Must Hate Me- Catie Turner
Teenage Mind- Tate McRae
My Way- Ava Max
Chosen Last- Sara Kays
Broken- Jonah Kagen

*Additional Information:

Don't think so

-Atlas-

Name:

Atlas Blackwell

*Nickname(s):

Anything you come up with

Age:

18

Birthday:

April 4th

Blood Type:

B-

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Asexual Panromantic

Poly/Ambi/Mono:

Ambi, poly lean

*Alignment:

Chaotic good

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Fluff/Angst:

Angst

Weak/Strong:

Weak

Ability:

Memory Freezeframe

When using this power, Atlas has the ability to basically take a picture of what's going on at the moment and save it for later with all the details and everything. In a more advanced form, Atlas will gain the ability to pull up, see, and freeze other people's memories as well, though it has to be within a certain time period.

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Appearance:

Atlas is pretty 'standard' looking. He has sandy blond hair that's medium-length, stopping just above his eyebrows in front and just at the base of his neck in the back. He has slightly hooded eyes that are bright, ocean blue, and somewhat bushy eyebrows with the slightest arch.

His skin is pale with cooler undertones and has very few freckles, at least, that are visible. He's small, weighing only 112 pounds and standing at a short 5'0". His face is more of a square shape with a broader forehead and pointed cheeks. His lips are bow-shaped and slightly downturned.

Atlas isn't one to follow fashion trends, he typically wears a simple white T-shirt with a dark-colored sweatshirt over it and blue jeans underneath as well as some black tennis shoes. The only jewelry he wears is a charm bracelet and he has no tattoos.

He has plenty of scars, some from self-harm, some from random accidents, and some from physical abuse. The most notable is probably the one on his right thigh, going all the way from his ankle to the back of his knee.

Personality:

Atlas is extremely quiet and has a tendency to just kind of sink into the background. He doesn't really have many friends, and he doesn't care much for people. It's not that he doesn't like them, really, he just doesn't trust them.

The nature of a human is to be terrible and evil, so it's probably better to keep everyone at a nice arms-length away.

He's intelligent, but not the top of his class, and he honestly doesn't care much about school anyway, though he isn't a trouble maker. Typically, Atlas just sits back and observes, occasionally stepping in if required.

Even before his power really developed, Atlas had an amazing memory, he never forgets a name or a face, even if they've only met once. For some, that's great, but for those who hurt him, it's not so good. Atlas definitely holds a grudge. He's not one to let go of things easily, and if someone hurts him once it's unlikely that he'll ever trust them again.

As mentioned previously, Atlas doesn't have many friends, but for the few that do make it to his inner circle, he'd do absolutely anything for them. He's extremely loyal, and, though he's not overly protective, he can fight like a lion if someone lays a hand on someone he cares about. Now, Atlas isn't a very open person, even to those he's close to, he has many secrets. He can, however, listen extremely well, for hours at a time. A great friend.

At times, Atlas can be aggressive, usually when someone hurts his friends, and when he's aggressive, he's extremely aggressive. There have been very few times where Atlas has lost a fight, and few times where the person he's fought with hasn't been sent to the hospital.

Probably the only reason he hasn't been sent to jail yet is that he's only ever done this in self-defense.

*Likes:

- Silence
- Plants
- Most animals
- Water

*Dislikes:

- The dark
- Most people
- School
- Fire

*Strengths:

- Fighting (Physical)
- Running
- Writing
- Playing violin

*Weaknesses:

- Talking
- Anything social, really
- Mental issues
- Mistrusting

*Hates:

Loud noises, the dark, his parents

*Fears:

Nyctophobia, abandonment, and social anxiety

*More Emotional/Logical:

Logical, it's unusual for Atlas to do something without thinking first... So if he beats you up, know he thought about it first.

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Allergies:

None

Physical Disabilities:

None

Mental Illnesses:

C-PTSD, Social anxiety, Generalized anxiety disorder, Clinical depression

*Both/Right/Left-Handed:

Left

Overall Health:

Crappy, not good. He doesn't take care of himself at all, really

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*Background:

:D

Affiliations:

TBD

*Themesong(s):

I Found- Amber Run
I'm Fine- Abbey Glover
Turn Off The Lights- Ethan Jewell
Lucky Charms- Anson Seabra
u hurt me hurts u- Anson Seabra

*Additional Information:

Don't think so

-Achlys-

Name:

Achlys Skylar

*Nickname(s):

Anything you can come up with

Age:

18

Birthday:

March 1st

Blood Type:

O+

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Lesbian

Poly/Ambi/Mono:

Ambi

*Alignment:

Chaotic Neutral

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Fluff/Angst:

Angst

Weak/Strong:

Weak

Ability:

Gravity Alter

When using her power Achlys can temporarily cause everything she touches to either float or be dragged down towards/into the ground by altering the gravity focused around it. She can also make herself float using this power. At its most basic form, Achlys can hold objects up/hold them down for about thirty minutes, at its most advanced, Achlys can do this for several hours at a time.

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Appearance:

In appearance, Achlys is very obviously goth. She has short black hair that's shaved on one side and brushes the edge of her chin on the other. She's died the tips of it purple.

Achlys has a rounded face with slightly larger cheeks. She has pale skin and rounded eyes that are such a dark brown they almost look black. Her body shape is triangular wider hips and a smaller waist and upper body. Her lips are full and her eyebrows are thin with an obvious arch.

Achlys stands at a slightly shorter than average 5'2" and weighs 140 pounds.

Now for style, Achlys is usually seen with a dark, usually black, T-shirt over a longer sleeved striped shirt and a shorter black skirt with fishnets or tights underneath and tall army boots. She also wears a black choker with a heart charm in the middle and several silver rings. On occasions, she will also wear earrings, usually silver or diamond studs, and more rarely, hoops.

She wears darker makeup usually, though not an over-abundance. Some black or purple lipstick with some light blush, mascara, eyeliner, and dark eyeshadow. Her nails are also usually painted black

When it comes to scars, Achlys doesn't have many, most of her wounds are emotional, though she does have a small scar on her left cheek, just below her eyes, where a piece of thrown glass cut her.

Personality:

Achlys is a more rebellious type, not really caring for rules of any sort, and happy to go off on an adventure.

When it comes to friends, Achlys has a handful, though most are school dropouts. She's very sassy and playful with them, joking around and doing stupid shit that will probably get them all in trouble eventually. She gets very defensive about herself and about several of her closest friends, though not necessarily over-protective. She doesn't like being touched, and she doesn't like people touching close friends.

Achlys is very passionate, and when she does something, she commits to it fully. She doesn't back down from a challenge, and she will never ever take someone else's shit. Especially not a males.

When it comes to emotions, Achlys is usually pretty open about her emotions like anger, annoyance, and joy, and very quiet about things that are painful.

She's also very social with certain groups, people that she sees as similar to her. She's never really had trouble talking to anyone. Achlys is easily annoyed though, especially with know-it-alls and egotistical. She just doesn't care for them.

*Likes:

- Rock music
- Cats
- The dark
- Rebellion

*Dislikes:

- Rules
- Dogs
- Egotistical people
- Know-it-alls

*Strengths:

- Singing
- Fighting (Physical)
- Doing stupid shit
- Playing bass guitar

*Weaknesses:

- Doesn't follow rules
- Mental illnesses
- Judgemental

*Hates:

Rules, egotistical people, know-it-alls, authority figures, Homophobia/Transphobia

*Fears:

Autophobia, arachnophobia, and Haphephobia

*More Emotional/Logical:

Emotional for sure, she acts on her gut instinct

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Allergies:

None

Physical Disabilities:

None

Mental Illnesses:

C-PTSD, Generalized Anxiety disorder, Clinical depression

*Both/Right/Left-Handed:

Right

Overall Health:

Not terrible, not great

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*Background:

:))

Affiliations:

TBD

*Themesong(s):

Rebels- Call Me Karizma
Praying- Kesha
Look What You Made Me Do- Taylor Swift
Renegade Runaway- Carrie Underwood
Warrior- Demi Lovato
Really Don't Care- Demi Lovato, Cher Lloyd
NO- Meghan Trainor

*Additional Information:

She really hates being touched, even by people she likes. Hugs are sometimes okay, but you should always ask permission, otherwise, there is a possibility of a panic attack


Edited at March 5, 2022 02:12 PM by Lost Memories
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|~| Gen’ya |~|

Name: Gen’ya Hiei Hikari


Nickname(s): Whatever you can think of.


Age: 18.


Birthday: September 13th.


Blood Type: A-.


Gender: AMAB Non-Binary.


Sexuality: Demisexual.


Poly/Ambi/Mono: Ambi.


Alignment: Lawful Neutral.


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Fluff/Angst: Angst.


Weak/Strong: Weak.


Ability:

Inducement. Gen’ya can cause people to feel anxiety, dread, despair, guilt, suspicion, or helplessness (or just outright agony) that slowly climbs up in severity. They can keep it up for a good half hour at the moment.


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Appearance:

Gen’ya stands at an average height of 5' 6”, their skin tone is porcelain with cool undertones. They have plenty of freckles, all of which sticking out immensely due to their light skin, which is something they hate.

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Gen’ya has an inverted-triangle face shape, meaning they have a wider forehead and a smaller chin that’s also sharper, the whole thing is on the longer side. Their cheeks are rather sunken. Now for the nose, they have an aquiline shaped nose, meaning it starts off the same way a ‘normal’ nose would, and then goes off the deep end at a slight angle, the tip of it a bit lower than the nasals. Their lips are downturned thin in shape, making small frowns their most often seen expression.

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Their eyebrows are rather thin though dark in color, making them easier to see. Finally, their eyes are a deepset hooded shape and a dark gray in color, that could almost count for black. Both eyes, they can see out of, though they are extremely farsighted and so must wear glasses if trying to look at something up close. Their face is framed by black hair that is most often found messy and in their face, the tips of all of it going to the middle of their ears in length, the back going just past the nape of their neck.

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Their body structure could quickly be described as rectangular, a torso matched with the same length of legs. Everything about them screams bony. Especially when taking into consideration the fact that this person only weighs in at around 90 lbs, their BMI at 14.52 and being underweight by 25 pounds.

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They only have one tattoo, though it definitely makes up for not having more. It is of a large, black kraken or octopus on their back. It takes up the entire lower back, from right under their shoulder blades all the way to the hip bones, and a tentacle reaches to go around them on either side.

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As for clothing, Gen’ya usually wears much darker clothing. A solid black sweater, a black or dark gray hoodie/jacket, black loose though ripped jeans, and black converse. They also have black nails and a black lace choker with a blood red moon pendant, along with an industrialist piercing for their left ear with black stud lobe piercings for both. They of course have their glasses too; which are thick, black, and horn-rimmed.

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As for scars, they have plenty. They have one on their neck covered by their choker that looks like a slash, they have multiple burn scars on their upper arms and shoulders, and then quite a few scars lining their forearms. Quite often, bruises also cover their arms or legs or back too.


Personality:

Gen’ya is usually extremely calm and stoic, seeming like a voice of reason in tough situations. On the outside they’re able to keep their head during times of panic, though on the inside they’ll be panicking like everyone else. It’s in their nature to be secretive and hide things from others, making them seem distant and detached.

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Due to their secretive nature they have a problem of holding things in and never talking about how they feel. Despite all of this, they’re quite poetic and charismatic when they allow themself to be, which is always a rare sight. Especially as they truly only allow it whenever they’re alone. Though most often, their poetic/dramatic language does tend to come out at times.

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Though they’re extremely caring of others, they’re also quick to anger when someone they care for is in danger or gets hurt. They’re also quick to put the blame on someone, usually themself, and when that’s the case they’ll be apologizing for what seems like forever, even when someone states that it’s okay. Though at some point, they’ll start holding in the misplaced guilt just like they hold in everything else. They’re also extremely modest, to the point where they will deflect all compliments by instead complimenting the person who had complimented them and making themself seem gray in comparison. This also has led to quite a few insecurities.

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Despite looking like, and being, an emo, they aren’t actually a big fan of the night or darkness and usually end up staying up late into the night no matter how tired they really are. They have trouble falling asleep with all types of light off as well, usually keeping a lamp, flashlight, nightlight, or anything else on. The only time they turn them off is if someone realizes it’s still on. To others, they seem like a huge fan of the dark and solitude, and they make sure to keep it that way by oftentimes stating that something would be better if darker.

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They’re also a people-pleaser by default, caring about what others think of them and trying to live up to their expectations. If they aren’t able to do so, they’re extremely harsh on themself. They don’t care if the expectations are impossibly high, they’ll give their everything and more to try and reach them. As for other people, they believe what is basically the exact opposite. That others don’t need to do anything for them to be good or perfect.


Likes: Sunsets/Sunrises, Tea, Day, Candles/Candlelight, Writing, Poetry, Theatre, Music, Solitude.


Dislikes: Compliments, Coffee, Night, Loud Noises, Crowds, Bright Lights, Worry, Failure.


Strengths: Agile, Intelligence, Singing, Charismatic, Poetic, Lying/Hiding Things, Playing Guitar, Observant.


Weaknesses: Easily Guilt-tripped, Farsighted, Paranoid, Modest, Temper, No Self-Esteem, Their High Expectations, Physical Strength.


Hates: Having No Control, Most Pop Songs, Most People, Mistakes.


Fears: Nyctophobia, Mild Claustrophobia, Being Judged, Being Hated, Fighting.


More Emotional/Logical: They are certainly more emotional, though they come off as logical.


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Allergies: None.


Physical Disabilities: Farsighted.


Mental Illnesses: Clinical Depression, Mild Anxiety, Severe Bulimia Nervosa, Severe Anorexia Nervosa, and C-PTSD.


Both/Right/Left-Handed: Both.


Overall Health: It’s on the worse end of the spectrum due to the low immune system that comes with their mental health.


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Affiliations: WIP.


Themesong(s):

Nightmare by Avenged Sevenfold.

Teenagers by My Chemical Romance.

Natural Born Killer by Avenged Sevenfold.

I am sh* by Crywank.

New Divide by Linkin Park.

Na Na Na by My Chemical Romance.

Soap by Melanie Martinez.

Welcome To The Family by Avenged Sevenfold.

The End. by My Chemical Romance.

Say Amen (Saturday Night) by Panic! at the Disco.

What I’ve Done by Linkin Park.

Helena by My Chemical Romance.

Bury A Friend by Billie Eilish.

I’m Not Okay (I Promise) by My Chemical Romance.

Breaking The Habit by Linkin Park.

Dead! by My Chemical Romance.

I Wish You Didn’t Love Me by Jake Miller.


Additional Information: Don’t think so.

|~| Jass |~|

Name: Jasutina Kyoko Hiroshi.


Nickname(s): Jass and whatever else you can think of.


Age: 18.


Birthday: August 1st.


Blood Type: O+.


Gender: Female.


Sexuality: Bisexual. (HFL)


Poly/Ambi/Mono: Ambi, leaning towards poly.


Alignment: Chaotic Good.


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Fluff/Angst: Fluff.


Weak/Strong: Weak.


Ability:

Sound Gradient. Jass can make people hear things that aren’t there- Mostly just static noises though, that slowly get louder and louder until the ears bleed.


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Appearance:

Jasutina resides at a rather average height of 5' 8". Her skin tone is fair with warm, reddish undertones. She has plenty of freckles on her body, though especially at her cheeks, nose, and shoulders.

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Jasutina has a rather oval face shape, meaning she has a smaller forehead and a smaller chin, but the middle of her face is wider, the whole thing on the longer side. Her cheeks are rather full despite this, and she swears that it’s just because she is always busy with music. Now for the nose, she has a duchess shaped nose, meaning it’s a straight-edged nose that has been ranked one of the best noses, a ‘normal’ nose, if you would. Her lips are pointy natural in shape, making smirks and grins as her most often seen expression.

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Her eyebrows are rather thin, though with a pronounced arch. Despite them being thin, they are extremely easy to see due to the color. Finally, her eyes, they are deepset almond in shape and a dark brown, almost black, in color. Her lower eyelashes are thicker/longer than her top ones. Her face is framed by red hair that is always in an asymmetrical bob, and has obsidian highlights in it.

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Her body structure could quickly be described as an hourglass, a long torso matched with long legs, along with a smaller waist. But don’t worry too much about how thin she seems to be, she weighs at 130 lbs, her BMI a healthy 19.76, though it is on the slimmer side.

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When it comes to clothing, she isn’t one to really care what she looks like to other people, and has been called a punk before simply due to how she dresses. She often wears a dull pink blouse, a black cropped faux leather jacket, black skinny pants, and black strap-&-tie leather boots.

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As for accessories; she wears white fingerless gloves that go up to her elbow, multiple ear piercing, and a simple black choker. With make-up she dons black mascara, obsidian lipstick, and obsidian painted nails.

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As for scars, she really only has a few. One on the palm of her left hand, a burn scar. One on her right elbow, a cut from some accident that happened when she was young. A small one on the left corner of her lip, such a small cut scar that it’s basically impossible to see. One on her left forearm, also from an accident. And finally, one on the back of her right hand, which was also from some random incident. Most of these are hidden by her signature gloves though, and the only one that isn’t is the one on her face.


Personality:

She is loud and rebellious, getting into trouble more often than not. Though, she can usually get out of it on her own too. She’s fairly smart, if she actually applied herself, but her laziness tends to win through when it comes to school and learning. She would much rather be at a concert rather than the loud hallways of school, even though a concert would probably hurt her ears more.

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She’s rather friendly and outgoing too, though a bit teasing. She’ll tease everyone and anyone at a moments notice. She’s also impulsive and stubborn, never admitting if she was wrong. Though, with close friends and family, she’s extremely sensitive and open, a comforting shoulder to lean on if need be. Though, if anyone else manages to see this, she’ll act like it never happened.

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She’s quick to stand up for what’s right too, even when other people don’t. If someone is lying about something that is rather big, she’ll spill. So she is definitely terrible at keeping secrets due to this, though, if she tries hard enough/has a good enough reason, she can lie/keep a secret like there’s no tomorrow. She’s also extremely flirtatious, with everyone, and will compliment the heck out of anyone she deems cute/hot, even if she isn’t actually interested in a relationship with them.

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She’s also an adrenaline junkie, always looking for danger and something exciting. Though maybe that’s also because she’s easily bored, always giving out smart or sarcastic remarks and insults to people she doesn’t like. Egging them on. She takes anything and everything as a challenge.


Likes: Music, Fire, Spicy Food, Sweets, Sour Food, Exploring, Sarcasm, Art, Compliments, Pranks, Concerts, People, Socializing, Parties, and Night.


Dislikes: Silence, Day, Dairy, Bitter Food, Being Alone, The Cold, Heights, Beaches, Moody People, Tea, Lies, Annoying People, Goody-Two Shoes, Boredom, and Authority.


Strengths: Bass, Singing, Music, Stubborn, Courage, Confident, and Demanding.


Weaknesses: Silence, Lying, Hot-Headed, Sensitive Ears, Hot Women, Good Food, and Careless.


Hates: Being told what to do, Authority, and Mundane things.


Fears: She fears being left alone forever, forgotten by those she loves and cares for. She doesn’t want to be left behind, and she doesn’t want to leave anyone behind.


More Emotional/Logical: Definitely more emotional. She isn’t an adrenaline junkie due to logic, after all.


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Allergies: Lactose-Intolerant.


Physical Disabilities: Sensitive Ears.


Mental Illnesses: Mild Insomnia.


Both/Right/Left-Handed: Both, predominantly right.


Overall Health: Pretty good, she’s built up quite an immune system over the adrenaline junkie years.


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Affiliations: WIP.


Themesong(s):

I Like It Loud by Cash Cash.

Hurricane by Panic! At The Disco.

Wish You Were Gay by Billie Eilish.

Ocean Eyes by Billie Eilish.

Miss Jackson by Panic! At The Disco (Ft. LOLO).

Far Too Young To Die by Panic! At The Disco.


Additional Information: Don’t think so.

|~| Animus |~|

Name: Animus Plight Cronan.


Nickname(s): Whatever you can think of.


Age: 18.


Birthday: January 21st.


Blood Type: A+.


Gender: Male.


Sexuality: Pansexual.


Poly/Ambi/Mono: Ambi.


Alignment: Neutral Good.


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Fluff/Angst: Angst.


Weak/Strong: Weak.


Ability:

Link. He can basically link two people together in a ten foot distance to where they can’t leave each other’s sides for at least an hour.


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Appearance:

Animus resides at a height of 6’ 2”, though his back is usually hunched to where he looks 5' 9", an entire 5 inch difference. His skin tone is a pale bisque with cool, bluish undertones and bluish fingertips, adding to how pale he looks. He has absolutely no freckles on his body, making him seem somewhat like a vampire in that respect though he swears he isn’t one.

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Animus has a diamond face shape, meaning he has a smaller forehead and a smaller chin, and the middle of his face is wider, the whole thing on the longer side. His cheeks are extremely sunken, face gaunt and hollow, and he gives no reason as to why. Now for the nose, something that rather dislikes, he has a hawk shaped nose, meaning it starts off the same way a ‘normal’ nose would, and then goes off the deep end at a slight angle, the tip of it a bit lower than the nasals. His lips are downturned thin in shape, making frowns or thin, straight, pressed lines as his most often seen expression.

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His eyebrows are rather thin, though with the slightest of arch’s. Finally his eyes, which he hates with a burning passion, are deepset hooded in shape and a dark gray in color, with heavy bags underneath them. His face is framed by black hair that is most often found wavy, messy, and in his face, the tips of all of it going just below the ears in length, the back going down to the nape of his neck. His hair has traces of old highlights in it, though they’ve certainly faded with time.

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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular, a long torso matched with long legs, everything about him screams lanky and bony. Especially when taking into consideration the fact that this man only weighs in at around 125 lbs, his BMI at 16.05 and being underweight by 19 pounds. He doesn’t even seem to notice the fact that he’s underweight, never even giving an excuse. He also sports himself quite a few scars too, mostly on his arms and legs. Though, there is one at his neck, that he leaves completely unexplained, just like all his other ones too.


Personality:

To say that Animus is quiet would be an understatement, the boy rarely talks- If even that. It wouldn’t really surprise anyone if he was incapable of it. Due to this nature, it can cause him to seem either mysterious or distant, oftentimes both, and sometimes even cold.

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The truth is though, and it’s obvious to anyone who actually tries to talk to him or anyone who takes the time to actually look at him, that he’s just a pitiful shell of a person. Always sitting alone, or just being alone in general, and sketching in his notebook when he has nothing else to do.

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He’s a giant pushover, though he instigates fights at times, he never actually fights back once one starts with him in it. His pushover extent is probably proven the most due to the fact that he’d most likely listen if someone told him to dye his hair a certain color or to pierce a certain spot on his body.

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What’s probably worse is the fact that he has no idea what social cues are or how to navigate them. During social interaction he’s basically flying blind. But does any of this mean he isn’t intelligent? Definitely not, he would probably be one of the top students if he actually applied himself. But he doesn’t apply himself at all, although afraid of the attention it could end up drawing. And due to this, it has led so many of his teachers and peers to believe that he is beyond saving when it comes to academics.


Likes: Painting, Sketching, Sweets, Music, Movies, Art, Poetry.


Dislikes: Physical Activity, Eating Around People, Talking, Crowds, Awkwardness, Conflict, and Attention.


Strengths: Art, Music, Stealth, Listening, Secrets.


Weaknesses: Physical Strength, Pushover, Self-Conscious, Socializing, Coward.


Hates: Most new people.


Fears: Attention.


More Emotional/Logical: Definitely more emotional.


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Allergies: Peaches.


Physical Disabilities: None.


Mental Illnesses: Depression, Anxiety, C- PTSD, Severe Selective Mutism, & Anorexia Nervosa.


Both/Right/Left-Handed: Left-Handed.


Overall Health: Terrible. He gets sick easily and his parents don’t really care enough to get medicine and all, so he’s usually sick for longer than most people too.


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Affiliations: WIP.


Themesong(s):

I Love You by Billie Eilish.

It’s Ok, I Wouldn’t Remember Me Either by Crywank.

Memento Mori by Crywank.

Notches by Crywank.

Trees by TØP.

Stressed Out by TØP.

Black Bile by The Comedown.

Lonely by Nathan Wagner.


Additional Information: Don’t think so.

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|~| Ami |~|

Name: Amittai Zviad Mushi.


Nickname(s): Ami, Tai, and whatever else you can come up with.


Age: 18.


Birthday: May 4th.


Blood Type: AB-.


Gender: Gender Non-Conforming Male.


Sexuality: Omnisexual (HML).


Poly/Ambi/Mono: Ambi.


Alignment: Chaotic Good.


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Fluff/Angst: Fluff.


Weak/Strong: Weak.


Ability:

Matchbreaking. Ami here can literally break apart teams with his ability. He’s able to plant seeds of doubt and spark suspicions between friends and teammates and partners- Emotionally manipulate them into believing that each other are untrustworthy. This is especially amplified when it’s a smaller number of people in the group he’s trying to break apart, since he can give out more doubt and whatnot. This works especially well if he knows the people in it and their faults, because he can make those faults seem amplified to where they’re automatic dealbreakers.


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Appearance:

Ami stands a bit shorter than average at 5' 5”, though he sometimes seems 5’ 6” or 5’ 7” due to how proud his posture is. His skin tone is a band color with neutral undertones. He has many freckles on his body, though especially at his cheeks and nose.

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Ami has a diamond face shape, meaning he has a smaller forehead and a smaller chin, and the middle of his face is wider, the whole thing on the longer side. His cheeks are rather full despite this. Now for the nose, something that Ami rather likes, he has a hawk shaped nose, meaning it starts off the same way a ‘normal’ nose would, and then goes off the deep end at a slight angle, the tip of it a bit lower than the nasals. His lips are a pointy natural in shape. His most often seen expression is a more playful, more chill look with his eyes crinkled a bit in proud or easy grins.

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His eyebrows are rather bushy, but with an obvious arch and an arrow-like thing at the end going upwards. Finally, his eyes are a protruding round shape and a light green-gray in color. His face is framed by unruly black hair, curly to the point of no return and going down to his shoulders.

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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular. Everything about his structure screams that he’s more well-built and muscular. He weighs a good 130, with his BMI at a healthy 21.63.

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As for clothing, Ami usually wears a white t-shirt, some random blue (usually skinny) jeans, a tamarillo bomber jacket, black boots, a white leather belt, and a tamarillo scarf tied around his neck with the edges frayed. It also isn’t uncommon to see him in makeup and more feminine clothing though, he loves to push gender norms and honestly doesn’t mind being called feminine pronouns at all. He still sees himself as a man for the most part, he just doesn’t really care what others see him as when it comes to gender.

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For scars, he has plenty. This one at his right eyebrow going down slightly onto the corner of his right eye? Homophobic father that couldn’t take having a proud (and gay) son. The one that wraps around his left arm? First fight, and put simply he won. That one at his collarbone that crawls slightly up his neck? Another fight, it ended up a stalemate- So he counts it as a victory. This one that goes across his left cheek, starting right beside the nose and ending at the start of his left ear? The first fight he ever lost, actually. He doesn’t really count it as a loss though, since the person he fought ended up losing to him later on.


Personality:

If there is anyone you can count on to get something done or keep a secret, it’s Ami. He’s trustworthy and honorable in that he wouldn’t go and tell someone a secret unless it seemed absolutely necessary; and he’s responsible enough to make sure that whatever he’s been asked to do that it gets done and that it gets done correctly.

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Ami is very moral. He strives to do what is right, even if it’s hard. He’d probably hate the moral questions about who to save, because he’d be sure that if he was in the situation then he’d find a way to save everyone. And killing people is wrong, no matter how you look at it, in his opinion. He doesn’t care if it’s to save the lives of many, every life is equally important to him.

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Ami has a lot of energy, energy that he uses to wake up the ship or talk endlessly or do chores or make food. He’s passionate about it all too, never seeming down or melancholy or insecure. Self-assured with absolutely everything he does, and energetic enough to get others to join in.

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This man is proud, always self-assured and willing to take risks because it’s him, and he’s the best. He’s a bit too prideful at times however, to the point where being around him can be detrimental to others- He’s almost always talking about himself and things he’s done, things he’ll do one day. It makes it pretty easy to tell when he likes someone though, because he’ll actually ask them things or let them talk about themselves or talk about them for them.

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Ami is not a fighter, as much as he’d like to be one- He just isn’t. He’d rather cook and sing and dance than fight, he’d rather stare at the hot men while in town rather than pay attention to why he’s actually in town in the first place. Maybe even flirt with them. He’s passive in arguments, in fights, he’d rather wait out the storm than anything else.

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As all gays would eventually be, he is extremely flamboyant. It goes hand in hand with his confidence and energy! How else is he supposed to be? He’s loud and confident and right up in everyone’s business all the time. He’s dramatic, loving attention and being the center of it. Plus, flamboyant cooks are the best in his book.

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Ami is a jealous type, there’s no denying it. Anytime he sees a couple- He immediately envy them, his easy grin dropping the easiness and eyes narrowing ever so slightly. Most newly made couples would only last a week after he saw them together, and no one’s quite sure why this pattern exists. The older couples tend to be more resilient and he usually ends up just not talking to them most of the time.

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Adding onto his jealous behavior, he’s also very possessive over what is his. Or what he perceives to be his. If he’s in a relationship and then sees someone flirting with his man, he’s gonna walk up to them and be like ‘What are you doing talking to my partner? Don’t you have anything you need to be doing?’. In other situations, like someone trying to steal his food, his behavior is very similar- Just like with most situations involving things that he sees as his own.

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Ami is sensitive, and while it may be a good thing with other people, as he's more attuned to how they feel… If someone gets angry at him, he breaks and cries. If someone even slightly(even teasingly) does something to mess with his ego, he becomes a clingy and insecure wreck for the rest of the day until he can recuperate and convince himself that he’s all good.


Likes: Cooking, Baking, Exercising, People, Talking/Socializing, Music.


Dislikes: Solitude, Insults, Fighting, Discrimination, People Tryna Steal What’s His, and Low Expectations.


Strengths: Cooking/Baking, Physical Strength, Teamwork, Flexible, Stealth, and Observant(The last two are rather surprising, trust me- I know).


Weaknesses: Prideful, Clingy, Extremely Passive, Overly Sensitive/Emotional, Aim, and Too Optimistic About People.


Hates: Being Alone, Silence, and Arguing.


Fears: Being abandoned. The thought alone terrifies him. Also, he has a lowkey fear of criticism, he does not want to be negatively judged.


More Emotional/Logical: Most definitely more emotional, the dude is run on emotions.


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Allergies: None.


Physical Disabilities: None, he’s honestly in great shape.


Mental Illnesses: Mild PTSD and Separation Anxiety(Most apparent with friends).


Both/Right/Left-Handed: Both, predominantly right-handed.


Overall Health: It’s great! He’s almost never sick, in all honesty. He’s just super healthy, no way would he ever let his fantastic body slip because of sickness or laziness.


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Affiliations: WIP.


Themesong(s):

All Eyes On Me by OR3O.

Confident by Demi Lovato.

Hayloft by Mother Mother.

Parents by Yungblud.

Believer by Imagine Dragons.

Victorious by Panic! at the Disco.

Thunder by Imagine Dragons.

Why Worry by Set It Off.

Good Intentions by Dappy.

The Village by Wrabel.


Additional Information: Don’t think so.

|~| Adbrei |~|

Name: Adbrei Akaiti Kennaway.


Nickname(s): Ha, don’t.


Age: 18.


Birthday: June 20th.


Blood Type: B-.


Gender: Trans Man. FtM.


Sexuality: He’d rather not even think about this. (Gray-Ace.)


Poly/Ambi/Mono: Ambi.


Alignment: Lawful Neutral.


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Fluff/Angst: Angst.


Weak/Strong: Weak.


Ability:

Psychic Shield. He is highly resistant to almost all mental intrusion, including psychic or empathic powers. Mind Readers would simply hear static if trying to read his mind and Mind Controllers would have trouble manipulating him, and etc.


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Appearance:

Adbrei resides at a shorter height of 5’ 2”(157.48 cm), though he almost looks 4’ 11” (149.86 cm) because of how hunched his back always is. His skin tone is ivory with yellowish undertones, which adds to his overall sicker look. He has absolutely no freckles on his body, making him seem somewhat like a vampire in that respect.

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Adbrei has a diamond face shape, meaning he has a smaller forehead and a smaller chin, and the middle of his face is wider, the whole thing on the smaller side. His cheeks are rather sunken, and he gives no reason as to why, as if he just doesn’t even notice the fact. Now for the nose, something that he really hates, he has a hawk shaped nose, meaning it starts off the same way a ‘normal’ nose would, and then goes off the deep end at a slight angle, the tip of it a bit lower than the nasals. His lips are downturned thin in shape, making frowns or thin, straight, pressed lines as his most often seen expression.

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His eyebrows are rather thin, though with the slightest of arch’s. Finally his eyes, which he hates with a burning passion, are a deepset hooded in shape, with heavy bags underneath them. He has to squint them to be able to see anything, either that or wear his glasses… Which he practically refuses to do. As for the color of his eyes, he has heterochromia, with his right eye being a deep navy blue and his left being an amber-brown that seems orange in certain lighting. His face is framed by black hair that is most often found messy and in his face. The back is rougher than the front by a long shot, and the tips of all of it go just below the ears in length, the back going down to the nape of his neck.

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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular, a short torso matched with slightly longer legs, everything about him screams bony and small, as his middle name’s meaning would suggest. Especially when taking into consideration the fact that this man only weighs in at around 87 lbs, his BMI at 15.91 and being underweight by 15 pounds. He doesn’t even seem to notice the fact that he’s underweight, never giving an excuse. He also sports himself quite a few scars too, mostly at his forearms, with one long one on either forearm. Some are newer than others. Most of them are cuts, though there are some burn ones here and there too. He has a few at his side too, these are basically all cuts except for one burn scar. He also has a burn scar closer to his neck, and a few that look more like scratches than anything at his collarbones. There’s some on his calves too, these are all cuts, and same with the few at his thighs.

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As for clothing, he usually just wears a simple black hoodie, a random long-sleeve shirt he grabbed whenever, a random pair of jeans, some mismatched socks, and a pair of worn black tennis shoes. He doesn’t put much effort into it, obviously. Though he absolutely cares how people perceive, he tries to pretend he doesn’t. He also has a pair of glasses that he’s supposed to wear, but never does. He also usually wears his binder, whether or not it would be safe to do so.


Personality:

Adbrei is not the type of person someone would see as a people person. Stuttering with practically any sentence unless he starts ranting, he can’t tell any social cues apart. He also ends up fidgeting under any type of stare, refusing to make any eye contact. He also gets very jumpy whenever near people, new or not.

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Adbrei has quite the anger issues too, if he gets angry… Broken arms are in the near future(his own or someone else’s). Either that, or a panic attack. Oh, but definitely an onslaught of verbal bullets. He does not mess around with those.

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Left alone, he becomes very panicky and very self-destructive. Left with people(new or just people he doesn’t trust), he gets very panicky and very other-people-destructive. Put simply, he gets panicky and destructive no matter where he is or who he’s with.

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He’s stubborn, not giving up whenever he sets his mind to something. He’s also very family/friend oriented, even if relationships are strained.

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Despite everything, his self-esteem could be far worse than it is. He knows what he can do, and with those things, his pride is rather high. He also knows his limits though, his drawbacks that make some things harder for him and others. His self-esteem is most affected there, making him less likely to accept change unless it hits him in the face.

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Adbrei has a lot of trouble making friends; he never knows what to say, how to act, and his social anxiety does not help. Meaning, he’s adopted the lone wolf style even though he absolutely hates it.

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Adbrei has trouble speaking up when something is bothering him, more likely to stay quiet and let it happen than to try and stop it. He’s a coward, and an easy target for bullying. While he could fight back, his biggest reactions of freeze or panic don’t exactly help with that idea. Especially if cornered.


Likes: Stargazing, Space, Reading, Sewing, Winter, Open Spaces.


Dislikes: People, Bright Lights, Neon Colors, Loud Noises, Small Rooms, Crowds.


Strengths:

Lying/Secrets; Keeping secrets and lying? Easiest thing in the world for this oddball- His first reaction for most things is to pass the blame or lie, actually.

Intelligence; He’s rather smart, despite everything. To be honest, the only thing keeping him from being in advanced classes or some kind of huge nerd/geek is probably his self-esteem and temper.

Eavesdropping/Listening; He’s got really sensitive ears, so hearing people through a closed door isn’t a problem. And he would also be willing to listen to a friend- If he actually had one, that is.

Hiding; His size makes it very easy for him to hide, and he’s actually pretty good at finding hiding spots too.

Strength; If he actually ate, wore his glasses, and worked out at least once a month, he would be a pretty threatening little guy… Too bad he ain’t doing any of that. He’s still got a bit of force in a hit, and if he gains the upper hand- Don’t expect him to lose it.

His Size; Yep, his small size is a strength all on it’s own. He’s often bullied(due to making practically the perfect target, especially since his first reaction is freezing up/panicking), his small stature being the only thing that saved him a few times, since it made it harder for people to get a hold of him.


Weaknesses:

Imagination; No such thing with him, sorry. He’s got absolutely no imagination.

Social Anxiety; Ah, yay. He sucks in a social setting too. Panic attacks are most definitely bound to come.

Temper; Mhmmmm. You upset this little dude? Have fun with a broken arm. He’s got absolutely no self restraint- Of course, it is pretty hard to upset him… Sometimes.

Coward; Yep. His first reaction is always to run away. Or freeze. Yeah, freeze.

Clumsy; Yeah, anxiety and near sight(not mentioning refusing to wear his glasses), do not make it easy for him to do basically anything that involves moving more than ten feet.

Destructive; Whether this be towards others or towards himself, his behavior usually ends up being extremely destructive.


Hates: Extremely Sweet Food, His Brothers, Pity, Being Misgendered.


Fears: Severe Haphephobia, Mild Claustrophobia, & Mild Autophobia.


More Emotional/Logical: Most definitely emotional.


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Allergies: People? Haha, none.


Physical Disabilities: Half-blind left eye and near-sighted.


Mental Illnesses: Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Severe Social Anxiety, Severe Depression, C-PTSD, Insomnia, & Developing Anorexia Nervosa.


Both/Right/Left-Handed: Both, predominantly left though.


Overall Health: He tends to get sick easier than other kids, probably due to the nutrients he’s definitely lacking and the fact that he hates going outside.


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Affiliations: WIP.


Themesong(s):

disappear - eli..

Alone - Lund.

Feel Low - Lil Happy Lil Sad.

I Could Never Be Loved - Powfu.

Nobody - shinigami.

Slow Down - The 5:55.

Afraid - The Neighborhood.

Doubt - Twenty One Pilots.

i’m so sick of this - guccihighwaters.

CLAUSTROPHOBIA - 3OH!3.

Myself - NEFFEX.

worthless - eli..

Sick Boy - The Chainsmokers.

Back In School - Mother Mother.

Overwhelmed - Royal & The Serpent.

No Friends - Cadmium ft Rosendale.

DEFEATED by XAM.

SECRETS by XAM.

GOODBYE by XAM.

THE DEVIL by XAM.

BAD THOUGHTS by XAM.

FADE AWAY by XAM.

Violence in the Purest Form by shinigami.

Good for Nothing by shinigami.


Additional Information: Don’t think so.

|~| Dendritic |~|

Name: Dendritic Grus Tanzer.


Nickname(s): Tic, Den, Denny, and whatever else you can think of.


Age: 18.


Birthday: October 18th.


Blood Type: AB+.


Gender: Male.


Sexuality: Pansexual.


Poly/Ambi/Mono: Ambi.


Alignment: Chaotic Good.


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Fluff/Angst: Fluff.


Weak/Strong: Strong.


Ability:

Graceful Grus. The constellation Grus of which he was born under is the constellation of the Crane, and the one that Dendritic showcases is a Black Crowned Crane. Along with being a Black Crowned Crane avian, the Grus constellation gives him the ability to contain his energy and use it as pleases, as well as manipulate other people’s energy while dancing with them.


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Appearance:

Dendritic stands rather tall at 6’ 0”, though he sometimes seems 6’ 1” due to how confident his posture is. His skin tone is an mocha creme(FT-8) color with warmer undertones. He has no freckles that can be seen, except for when they’re in a certain lighting.

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Dendritic has a diamond face shape, meaning he has a smaller forehead and a smaller sharp chin, the middle of his face larger, the whole thing on the longer side. Now for the nose, he has a roman shaped nose, meaning it looks like what people usually think of when they think about a ‘normal’ nose. His lips are a bit more full in shape, the most often seen expression is of a light grin.

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His eyebrows are average in thickness, both with a rather obvious arch. Finally, his eyes are a close set almond shape and are a light gray-brown in color. His face is framed by thicker black hair that curls in some places, and it’s dyed an almost tree brown at the tips. It goes down between his shoulder blades at the back, and the sides are cut to where they end up at his shoulders instead of going down his arms at all, his bangs are usually a mess though never truly in his eyes.

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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular. Everything about his structure screams that he’s more so built for dance, flexible, rather than anything else. He weighs in at 175, with his BMI at a healthy 23.73. Though most of that weight is in his wings and other bird features.

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Oh, right. His wings. They’re mostly white with the bottom end being black and the bottom start being a reddish-brown, there’s also a yellow spot above the brown, at least from a top view. From an under eye view, they’re still white at the top but the whole bottom is a more red color that fades to a darker red. The wingspan is around 155 inches when everything is said and done. Overall, the wings are large but graceful.

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For clothing, Dendritic practically always wears a graphic t-shirt, camouflage hoodie, and black cargo pants. As for shoes, they wear black and dark brown military-style boots. When it comes to accessories, he always wears a yellow scarf that hides the extra feathering of a yellow ‘crown’.

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And let’s not forget his fingernails! Or, well, finger-talons? Yeah. Talons. Instead of fingernails, he’s got some nice talons on his fingers that he keeps in rather good shape. They’re also painted, a nice dendritic agate style on them.


Personality:

Dendritic is chill. Not loud, not troublesome, not a clown- He’s simply chill. He handles social conversation with an ease that even some of the most skilled conversationalists gawk at. He just easily navigates the waters that are social interactions and social hierarchies. And he never even brags about it either. He’s just laid back and thoughtful and supportive.

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He’s also not just chill, but confident in his abilities and not afraid to stand up for himself. To back down from a challenge isn’t like him either. He’s a great dancer, and knows multiple different types too. He can just as easily slow dance as he can breakdance. He finds the movement just as easy as he finds conversation.

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He loves to meet new people, and his child nature has honestly earned him some unlikely friends over the years. He’s approachable, open, and just seems like the type of person that anyone could talk to without any pressure. He is rather sarcastic too, easily giving out dry humor whenever he sees the opportunity.

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Really, one of the only things that could be seen as a downfall in his personality is that he can be seen as almost intimidating due to the neighborhood he’s from and the people he calls friends. But honestly? He couldn’t care less about how others see him, as long as they know to keep it to themselves, that is.

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Which leads us to one more downfall. He’s completely aware of his self-worth, but if someone else questions it? He’s got to prove it to them. He never backs down from a challenge and would honestly fight anyone who dares to question his worth or attitude.


Likes: Dancing, Music, Challenges, Flying, Stargazing, Socializing.


Dislikes: Conflict, Rude People, Unnecessary Hate, Doing Nothing, Being Insulted, Summer.


Strengths: Dancing, Physical Strength, Flexible, Stamina, Stealth, Flying, Charismatic.


Weaknesses: Cramped Spaces, Stubborn, Temperamental, Lying/Secrets, Dry Humor, Eavesdropping, Slightly Apathetic.


Hates: Being Alone, People Questioning His Worth/Ideals, Overly Optimistic/Idealistic People, Unnecessary Fighting.


Fears: Mild Claustrophobia, Mild Autophobia.


More Emotional/Logical: He’s pretty evenly split, but honestly he’s probably a bit more emotional than logical. After all, people have got to follow their hearts!


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Allergies: None.


Physical Disabilities: None.


Mental Illnesses: Mild Insomnia and Mild PTSD.


Both/Right/Left-Handed: Both, predominantly right though.

Overall Health: He’s generally healthier than other kids, mostly because he spends so much time in less than sanitary conditions that he’s built up quite an immune system.


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Affiliations: WIP.


Themesong(s):

Confident by Demi Lovato.

Secrets by OneRepublic.

Come Along by Cosmos Sheldrake.

The Moss by Cosmos Sheldrake.

Bounce Man by Twenty One Pilots.

Sociopath by StayLoose, Bryce Fox.

Crazy = Genius by Panic! At The Disco.

Dirty Town by Mother Mother.

Tic Toc by Mother Mother.

Bit By Bit by Mother Mother.


Additional Information: Don’t think so.

|~| Apache |~|

Name: Apache Apus Graves.


Nickname(s): Whatever you can think of.


Age: 18.


Birthday: July 25th.


Blood Type: O-.


Gender: Male.


Sexuality: Demisexual.


Poly/Ambi/Mono: Ambi.


Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.


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Fluff/Angst: Angst.


Weak/Strong: Strong.


Ability:

Monochrome Apus.The Apus constellation is the constellation for the Bird-Of-Paradise, and the one that Apache showcases is a Black Sicklebill. Along with being a Black Sicklebill avian, the Apus constellation gives him the ability to create a world of monochrome that’ll drain his energy completely until it’s dropped, and then it drops everyone else’s that was inside of the area of monochrome and all of that energy will replace his depleted one. Energy being strength, stamina, and the likes.


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Appearance:

Apache stands rather tall at 6’ 0”, though he sometimes seems 5’ 11” due to how relaxed his posture is. His skin tone is an ivory color with warm undertones. He has no freckles that can be seen, except for when they’re in a certain lighting.

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Apache has a diamond face shape, meaning he has a smaller forehead and a smaller sharp chin, the middle of his face larger, the whole thing on the longer side. Now for the nose, he has a greek shaped nose, meaning it’s basically the way the stereotypical nose would be, only straighter. His lips are downturned thin in shape.

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His eyebrows are average in thickness, except for his right one which is thinner, both with practically no arch at all. Finally, his eyes are a close set almond shape and are a moss green in color. His face is framed by thick jet black hair that curls in some places, it’s dyed a lapis blue at the tips. It goes down to the nape of their neck at the back, and the sides are cut short to fade into a fringed mohawk.

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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular. Everything about his structure screams that he’s more so built for agility than muscle. He weighs in at 165, with his BMI at a healthy 22.38. Though most of that weight is in his wings and other bird features.

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Oh, right. His wings. They’re black with a bluish iridescence to them, and a wingspan of around 140 inches when everything is said and done. Overall, the wings are extremely slender and elegant. They seem almost delicate, though he knows for a fact that they aren’t. At least, not as much as they seem to be. He’s also got his amazing tail feathers, which actually turn out to be almost as long as he is tall at a whole 5’ 9” for themselves, which is extremely long. As for color, they’re also black with a blue iridescence to them. But honestly? If you looked from the tail to the wings, you probably wouldn’t even notice the blue iridescence that the wings hold, that’s how much more blue the tail feathers have.

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For clothing, Apache practically always wears a black sweater, dark gray and blue hoodie, and black pants. As for shoes, they wear black and dark gray ugg boots. When it comes to accessories though? He wears a dark blue scarf and has multiple ear piercings. He has daith piercings for both ears, an industrial piercing at his right, a helix piercing at his left, two lobe piercings for each ear, an orbital piercing at his left, and tragus piercings for both.

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And let’s not forget his fingernails! Or, well, finger-talons? Yeah. Talons. Instead of fingernails, he’s got some nice talons on his fingers that he keeps in rather good shape. They’re also painted, a nice black with blue-green iridescent color.

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As for scars, he has some where his wings had grown in and some at his forearms, which he makes no real effort to hide. Some are newer than others.


Personality:

Apache is not what one would call an extrovert. He loves to read, to be alone in quiet areas, to not have to deal with other avians or people. He’s not shy, nor is he lacking self-confidence. No, he’s simply independent and unresponsive to most attempts to interact with him.

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He’s not very humorous, never really looking to make a joke. He’s also not exactly what one would call serious though, since he’s always sporting a lazy sort of grin or smirk. His disposition definitely doesn’t say introvert, it simply says that he’s there. It’s open.

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He isn’t really though, obviously. He’s standoffish, not catching social cues that others easily would. He doesn’t think he needs them. Apache will just fly on out, thank you very much. Despite this, he’s an extremely calm young avian and almost never loses his temper.

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Apache grew up in a more downtown area, with his uncle, where the crime rates were higher and unless you’re packing you shouldn’t be walking down the streets by yourself. This has, of course, affected Apache’s own personality and way he does things too. He’s easily a more intimidating figure, certainly could be seen as threatening, has threatened people before, and absolutely has no hesitation when it comes down to it.


Likes: Music, Reading, Flying, Sleeping, Stargazing, Bad Weather.


Dislikes: Crowds, Bright Lights, Nosy People, Math, Conflict, Emotions.


Strengths: Singing, Flying, Stealth, Speed, Stamina, Insulting People, Intimidation.


Weaknesses: Physical Strength, Temperamental, Apathetic, Cramped Spaces, Socializing, Math, Stubborn.


Hates: Arrogance, Pity, Most Empathetic People, Authority Figures.


Fears: Mild Claustrophobia.


More Emotional/Logical: Pretty evenly split, probably a bit more logical though.


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Allergies: None.


Physical Disabilities: None.


Mental Illnesses: Depression, Insomnia, and C-PTSD.


Both/Right/Left-Handed: Both.


Overall Health: He’s generally healthier than other kids, mostly because he spends so much time in less than sanitary conditions that he’s built up quite an immune system.


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Affiliations: WIP.


Themesong(s):

BlkBird by Lund.

Weep by Lund.

Rx Luv by Lund.

Grim by Lund.

Moon by Lund.

candy by guccihighwaters, Lund.

By My Side by Lund.

Skin & Bones by Lund.

I’ll Never Be a Memory by shinigami.

Nothing’s Working Out (English Cover) by Will Stetson.

Wozwald (English Cover) by Will Stetson.


Additional Information: Don’t think so.
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Cherry Hall/F/Bi/Ambi/A+/Angst/Muted Noise/M: Loreto

Cherry checked herself in the mirror, making sure her makeup was all in place. She'd gone with a simple but stylish outfit this morning, a black and white checkered dress that fell just below the knees, black tights, and short, black boots. Her hair was falling openly down her back and shoulders, and she'd added some extra curl to it.

Satisfied that everything was completed style-wise, Cherry walked out into the hallway of her aunt's house and arrived in the kitchen where she was greeted by the sound of her twin, Meadow's, voice complementing their aunt on breakfast. She rolled her eyes and walked to the table grabbing a piece of toast.

"Good morning, Cherry." Her aunt said warmly, setting a cup of fresh coffee in front of both the girls.

"Good morning, Aunt Elspeth," Cherry replied, ignoring the angry glare her sister sent her as well as the slightly pained look on her aunt's face. "Thanks for the coffee."

"Anytime, dear."

The rest of breakfast was spent in silence as they finished up and the girls prepared to walk to school.

"Bye, mom! See you this evening!" Meadow called as they walked out the door.

"See you two, take care!" Elspeth replied.

As soon as the door was shut, Meadow fixated Cherry with a very angry glare, green eyes full of annoyance.

"Why do you have to be like this, Cherry? Why can't you just accept that he's gone and move on?! I don't care if you're angry, you don't have a right to take it out on mother like that!"

"She's not our mother, Meadow. She never has been, and she never will be." Cherry replied hotly, keeping her eyes forward.

"Well, maybe she's not yours, but she's mine," Meadow replied, her tone accusing. "And I don't care what you think. She's done so much for us, so has dad, and they deserve the title that they've tried so hard to earn from us. From you, Cherry."

"They didn't do enough," Cherry replied, gritting her teeth.

"It's not their fault Leroy didn't come."

That made Cherry stop in her tracks, anger, and shock coursing through her whole body. "What?"

"It wasn't. He could have come and he didn't. He left us, Cherry."

"No, he didn't. No, he didn't, Meadow. Leroy wouldn't leave us. Auntie and Uncle refused to take him in. It was their fault, not his."

"It wasn't! Don't you see? Leroy could have come, he refused. They gave him the option. Mother told me."

"Oh," Cherry laughed sharply, an angry sound that was mocking. "She told you, that lines up nicely, don't you think?"

"You're being unreasonable. Leroy would be twenty-something now, right? Maybe older? I'm just saying, if he really cared, if he really wanted to find up, he could. He has resources. He's choosing not to. Don't you get it, Cherry? He's either forgotten we exist, or he doesn't care." With that, Meadow turned. "Now, I'm not going to stand here talking to you all day, I promised Lola I would me her this morning. Good day, sister."

For a long moment, Cherry just stood there, too shaken to move. The reasonable part of her was shouting that Meadow was completely right. If Leroy really cared, he could probably find her by now. Or... and God she hoped she was wrong, but there was another possibility too... He was dead.

The other part of her, that small, hopeful, determined part that kept her going the majority of the time told her that Meadow was wrong. Leroy was trying, he just was trapped right now. Fighting his own battles. He'd find her when it was safe again.

Taking a steadying breath, the auburn-haired girl continued her walk to school, heading straight to the library as soon as she got there. She was there about thirty minutes early, which was normal for her.

She plopped down in one of the hard chairs and pulled out her book, looking up and smiling in genuine joy when she saw Loreto look up at her and wave, smiling and making a motion that said 'I'll be over in a sec,' before returning to the boy he was helping.

Loreto was the one and only person that Cherry actually let herself get somewhat close to. He was always genuine and kind, and he was so smart and helpful. Just, nice to be around. A breath of fresh air after a fight like that.

It was just... nice.

Loreto Avian/M/AB+/Pansexual/Fluff/Mimic/M: Cherry

Loreto arrived at school extremely early, as usual. His mother and father both had to leave early for work each day, so every morning, Loreto woke up before the sun even rose, got dressed and ready for the day, and then made breakfast for his parents, leaving a note on the table expressing his love and appreciation before leaving home.

He arrived before any other students and a decent percentage of teachers the majority of the time, and, once he was there, Loreto would go sit either in the library or outside, depending on the weather, and attempt to study reading or going over some previous work for math or science to make sure he could explain it properly. He did this until someone came up to him and, usually frantically, tapped him on the shoulder asking for help.

This morning was like any other for Loreto, he was dressed in a short-sleeved, solid-colored, maroon shirt and skinny jeans with, as per usual, his ripped-up tennis shoes. At the moment, he was leaning over someone's shoulder to watch him work a math problem, nodding approval and pointing out mistakes. He looked up quickly when he heard the library door open and beamed when he saw Cherry enter, sitting in a chair across the room. She looked rather upset today, so, as soon as she met his eyes, Loreto made a quick motion with his hand, signaling that he'd be over in a moment. She nodded and smiled and Loreto finished up with the other student, earning a sincere thanks.

"Hey, Cherry!" He greeted as soon as he was sure he wasn't needed anywhere else. The girl put down her book and smiled. Her eyes looked tired, Loreto noticed. "How are you."

"Okay, you?"

"I'm fine. But really, how are you?" Loreto questioned again, pushing a little. He wouldn't normally, and if Cherry expressed discomfort, he'd stop, but if she need to rant, he wanted her to know he cared enough to listen.

"Okay," Cherry repeated again after a moment of hesitation. So she did want to talk, she was just holding back. Uncertain.

"Cherry?" Loreto said gently, watching her carefully. "You can tell me. How are you?"

The girl let out a soft, airy laugh and looked up. "You're very good at this, Loreto." She stated. Loreto nodded and smiled, but said nothing. He hadn't done anything at all, he'd simply shown that he cared enough to give her the attention she needed. The only thing he was good at was reading people and responding properly. "I'm just a little tired, I guess, and frustrated." She paused and Loreto waited. He cared. "Me and my sister had an argument this morning. Something we've disagreed on for a long while."

"I'm sorry," Loreto responded, watching the girl. "I wish I could do something."

"Me too," Cherry replied softly, folding her hands in her lap. "But it'll be okay! We'll be back to normal tonight, I'm sure."

"Is normal good?"

"It could be worse."

"Then, I hope you get better. You know, if you ever want to talk or have a quiet place to hang out, the library's open! I'm here after school too."

"Thank you, Loreto. It really does mean a lot." Cherry said with a soft smile, and Loreto nodded kindly.

"Any time. I'm glad I can help!" His attention was redirected to a girl who ran into the library, obviously out of breath. Her eyes fell on Loreto and he repressed a smirk. Someone was obviously in need of help and cutting it close on time. "I should probably go see what I can do to save another poor soul from detention, I'll talk to you later, Cherry!"

"You too, thanks again!"

"Really, anytime." And he meant it.

Achlys Skylar/O+/F/Lesbian/Ambi/Angst/Gravity Alter/M: Open

Achlys opened up to the sound of her alarm and resisted the urge to slam her hand against it for the third time this morning. Skipping sounded great today.

Of course, Achlys chided herself, it was the last week before the big test or whatever, and she'd promised herself that she'd go every day this week (well, unless Jass skipped with her) so she could hang out with and bother everyone possible.

Grumbling, she rolled out of bed and forced herself to the wardrobe, grabbing a long-sleeved, striped shirt, a short, black skirt, fishnets, and tall army boots for her outfit. She changed and did her makeup, applying black lipstick and dark eyeshadow as well as her heart choker.

Sighing and feigning satisfaction, the girl threw on a leather jacket and walked out the door, ignoring the smell of smoke and her mother passed out on the couch. She'd probably had some other guy over last night. Again.

Achlys wasn't fazed, this was normal. Same as the cigar smoke and beer bottles. They'd stopped bothering her a long time ago. She'd learned that if she just ignored it, it didn't hurt too much.

Walking would have taken about twenty minutes, not enough time to get to class, so, regretfully, Achlys took the bus, staring at her phone screen the whole time. She'd been saving up for a car for a while, but she was still a few hundred away from the amount she needed.

A jeep. That was her dream car. A purple car, or dark blue. One with no doors and no roof, one that was freeing and open. And one that was able to go on all sorts of adventures. Out of the city. Into the woods. Away from here.

So far away from here. That was the dream.

The bus came to a halt and Achlys got off, dark eyes immediately looking to seek out Jass. If nothing else about school was good, Jass was.

Atlas Blackwell/B-/M/Ace Panromantic/Ambi-Poly/Angst/Memory Freezeframe/M: Loreto

Atlas was out of the house long before he was at school. Mostly because he didn't like home very much.

He went on a walk first, just around the neighborhood. Then, he ended up at the park where he stayed for a while, sitting on the swings and scrolling through old text messages. Most of these messages were from people he'd lost contact with ages ago. People he knew before his parent's divorce and before things got... messy.

They probably didn't remember him at this point, though he remembered every one.

Atlas calculated his time at the park and left at a time where he got to school exactly ten minutes early. He went to the library and found that, luckily, Loreto was busy helping someone with their homework, which meant he wouldn't be nagging Atlas.

That was a relief to some extent and a misfortune to another. On one hand, Loreto could get quite annoying, always nagging about Atlas being 'okay,' on the other hand, though he would never admit it, Atlas kind of liked the attention, and, at some point, this constant back and forth of Loreto being overly nice and Atlas completely ignoring it had become a sort of game. Plus, it was kind of nice to have someone try so hard to win Atlas's approval and friendship.

And Loreto, though he was slightly pushy, never went too far, and Atlas never really felt pressured into speaking, which was very, very good. If only others were so respectful.

Ash Cadman/B+/Non-Binary/Demi Panromantic/Ambi-Mono/Angst/Boomerang/M: Open

Ash, who had been curled up on the floor a moment before, woke up in a panicked daze. At first, they weren't sure where they were. Everything seemed blurred and confusing despite the fact that they'd lived in this room for just over twelve years.

It took them several minutes to calm down and take in their surroundings once more, not fully relaxing, but calming down. The room was small and dirty, the walls and floor coated in dirt. The only objects that the room actually contained were an old mattress, a small dresser, and a small desk with a lamp. Where there should be a door, there was only a curtain.

Taking a breath, Ash stood on shaky legs and got dressed, shivering at the open air as it touched their skin. As was their habit, they reached up and touched the scar on their neck, lightly tapping behind their ear. It didn't do anything, but it was a habit they'd gotten into when they were little enough to believe that if they tapped their scar behind the ear twice then they wouldn't struggle with hearing that day, or, at least they wouldn't have to deal with the horrid ringing that started up every once in a while.

Content enough, Ash disappeared silently from the house, creeping out past their parent's room, not bothering to eat. They went straight to school, as was their routine, and kept their head down as they walked. As usual, no one noticed them.

In this world, they were nothing more than a useless shadow, made to blend into the background.

Kage Virgo/Micha Abbott/M/A-/AB-/Fluff/Gay/Shadow Manipulation/Truth Finder/M: Each other, Ami

Kage crept out of the house easily, grinning and winking at his adoptive sister, Lisa, who rolled her eyes and looked back down at her phone as he reached over her shoulder to grab an apple from the table.

"Have a good day, idiot." She said without looking up.

"You too, sis!" Kage replied, his normal grin pasted on his face. "See ya later."

"Yup."

A few minutes later, Kage was at school, immediately seeking out his two besties, Micha and Ami. Who else would he look for, after all?

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Micha woke up early and managed to take up the majority of his extra time to get dressed. Today, he was wearing a sky blue sweater with a black, paint-splattered skirt that fell just past his knees, and his custom tennis shoes. A little bit impractical, considering the weather, but he didn't really care. Pain is beauty!

It was Micha's make-up, however, that took the most time. He wore clear lip gloss, a hint of blush, and, of course, some bright eyeshadow with some wings that were done extraordinarily well, plus some mascara. Around his neck, of course, was a silver chain with the heart locket that his little sister had given him years ago.

Niki, Micha's sister, was already at her school, and their mother had left for work about an hour ago, leaving Micha by himself for a short period of time. He didn't mind, a bit of quiet was nice, and it gave him more room to focus and work on make-up.

About ten minutes early, Micha arrived at school.

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Spotting one of his friends, Kage snuck up from behind and threw his arm over Micha's shoulder, laughing a little when the other boy jumped.

"Hey, babe! How are ya?"

Micha smiled and shook his head. "I don't understand how you always manage that. I'm alright, what about you?" The shy boy was used to Kage's name-calling by now, but, even though he did it almost every day, Kage still managed to sneak up on him effectively.

"I've got skills! I'm good." Kage answered casually. "Oh, hey! Nice skirt, is it new?"

"You think? Yes, it is. I thought it would go nicely with my shoes."

"I think it looks great, babe." The impish boy replied, spinning around dramatically and leaning against one of the school pillars, waggling his fingers playfully at a boy and girl, an obvious couple, as they walked past. "Looking good today, babe!" He called out, causing Micha to silently facepalm.

"She's taken." The guy responded, moving immediately towards the girl who looked rather embarrassed.

"I wasn't talking to her," Kage replied in his natural, flirtatious manner.

A look of disgust crossed the guy's face and he let out a string of curses and slurs that Micha decided to blackout. His girlfriend, however, shot a very apologetic look over her shoulder at Kage as she was being dragged away. Kage just shrugged and grinned in reply, waving goodbye.

"Welp, guess he was taken." The impish boy stated as soon as the couple was gone. "Oh well, not my type anyway."

Micha shook his head in amusement. "I will never understand you."

Kage grinned. "No need to, babe. You already love me."

The shy boy smirked. "You got me. Have you seen Ami today?"

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Jasutina ‘Jass’ Hiroshi | F | Bi(HFL) | Ambi/Poly | O+ | Fluff | Sound Gradient | Mentions; Achlys, Open.

Jass woke up to the sound of the chorus from ‘The Drug In Me Is You’ by ‘Falling In Reverse’ playing in her ear from her earbuds. At maximum volume. She sat up quickly in her bed, earbuds getting pulled out in the process. She could still hear it with ease.

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As she got up, she absentmindedly rubbed at her ears and yawned, switching to stretching fairly quickly after. She grabbed her phone and hummed to the current lyrics as she changed the playlist to her morning one, and grinned as ‘Nicotine’ by ‘Panic! at the Disco’ came on.

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She unhooked her earbuds from her phone and turned the volume up to listen to it as she got ready. Getting dressed didn’t take too long, since she already had an outfit ready. A long-sleeved, solid black, waist-strap crop top, black skinny jeans, her white fingerless gloves, and thigh-high purple boots. After it was on, she grabbed her wide black choker and put it on.

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Still listening to her music, now on ‘LA Devotee’, she made her way to her bathroom. She grabbed where she kept her earrings and went through them, eventually deciding upon a chain cuff one that had a skull as the lobe piercing and a star rook for the left before choosing a purple crystal agate geode one for the right lobe and picking black ones for her triple helix piercings. Then, she put it back where she’d grabbed it from.

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She took her time doing her makeup, perfectly smudged black eyeliner, mascara, and dark purple eyeshadow, her signature obsidian lipstick, and light amounts of foundation to even things out. And then she made sure her hair was brushed before she left the bathroom, the song on ‘That’s What You Get’ by ‘Paramore’.

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She grabbed her spiked, black headphones and slung them around her neck. Jass pulled them over her ears and connected them to her phone as she made her way downstairs to the kitchen plus living room. Jass gave a slight wave and smile to her mom, who smiled with a roll of her eyes and an eyebrow raise, as she grabbed an Ultra Violet Monster from the fridge and a protein bar from the pantry. Then, she was out the door and on her way to school. Her family lived close enough to the school so that she could walk. Jass honestly just wasn’t a big fan of bus rides and her parents had wanted to wait to get a car until after the big test for some reason. But it was in a week, so she’d have one soon anyways.

--

Her mind turned to the music she was listening to now as she walked, since she wasn’t focusing on anything in particular. The song had changed to ‘Sugar, We’re Goin Down’ by ‘Fall Out Boy’.

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By the time she got to the school though, it had managed to get to ‘But It’s Better If You Do’ by ‘Panic! at the Disco’. In all honesty, she wasn’t really looking forward to school, but as she scanned for and found Achlys- Jass beamed, pausing her music and slipping her headphones back onto her neck with ease.

--

She strolled over, putting her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket, a flirty smile playing onto her features. “Yo, what’s up, gorgeous? Are any hot women catching your eyes yet?

*~*~*~*

Amittai ‘Ami’ Mushi | GNC M | Omni(HML) | Ambi | AB- | Fluff | Matchbreaking | Mentions; Micha, Kage, Open.

Ami had gotten up with the sun, as he usually does, with his ear going up against his door to listen for his dad’s footsteps. Eventually, they came and with them, the sound of a door closing and a yell about leaving for work. Perfect. It was time to get started then!

--

So, Ami stepped back away from the door and started getting dressed. He’d decided on a long-sleeved dress, one that had a solid black top and then an empire waist to go into a red plaid that went down to right above his ankles. For shoes he wore open-toed, gold heart heeled, red boots that went up onto his knees. And of course, he wore his signature tamarillo red scarf. For makeup, he simply put on red velvet lipstick, minimal amounts of foundation, and some simple black eyeliner.

--

After he was done getting dressed and ready, he checked the time to see how long he had left until he had to get going to school. Easily an hour and a half was the answer. So, he grabbed his light gray jean jacket and left his room, going to the kitchen.

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Once he was in the kitchen, he grabbed the bowls and pan he’d need, and then he gathered the ingredients. Today, he was making his besties some sugar cookies, to celebrate the last week of school. Making the batter was easy enough, and so was getting it all on the pan and into the oven once it was done preheating.

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So, while it cooked, he grabbed two goodie bags from his stash of them. A light pink one for Micha, and a dark green one for Kage. Ami set them on the counter and then waited for the timer on the cookies to go off. Luckily, he didn’t have to wait long and soon the cookies were being pulled out and placed on a rack to let them cool. While letting them cool, he went and grabbed his backpack, a tamarillo and black plaid pattern on it, already packed the night before. He tugged it over his shoulder and made his way back to the kitchen.

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He still had plenty of time before school started, so he took out the blender and started to make himself a fruit smoothie that he’d be able to take with him. It didn’t take too long, just a simple kiwi, lychee, and honey smoothie. By the time it was made and in a cup, the cookies were cool enough to put into the goodie bags. Six for both of them, and one for himself.

--

After the kitchen was cleaned and he had his smoothie and cookie bags, he was out the front door and waiting for his bus to arrive. After a few minutes of waiting, it came and he got on, easily ignoring any of the few stares he earned. The passengers were all used to him dressing up at this point.

--

As soon as the bus arrived at the school, he got off and looked for his best friends. With ease, he could see Kage leaning against one of the school’s pillars and Micha standing near him. Perfect! He made his way over rather sneakily, something that most people never gave him credit for, and pulled them both into a surprise attack hug.

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Ah, it’s been a long weekend! Hello, you two! How are you both?

*~*~*~*

Animus Cronan | M | Pan | Ambi | A+ | Angst | Link | Mentions; Open.

Animus woke from a restless sleep rather groggily, his bed feeling cold to his even colder skin. He pulled himself up and out of bed, grabbing whatever shirt was at the front of his closet and a pair of jeans. He dragged on his worn, gray jacket and then pulled on his white and gray sneakers that he’d owned for years.

--

His backpack was in the living room on the couch, already packed and waiting. So without anything else to do, he put his phone into his pocket and made his way to the living room to grab it.

--

His father was on the couch, passed out from his night job. Probably. He should set a timer so that he doesn’t sleep through his day one… So, Animus went to the kitchen and set a timer on the microwave to go off in two hours before going back to the living room for his bag. His mom was probably already at work too, so he wouldn’t see her until right before bed. Which was fine, he’d gotten used to all of this years ago.

--

He picked up his bag from the couch, careful not to wake his dad and then glanced at the small TV they owned, and all the Disney movies sitting next to it. If his dad wasn’t home when he got back from school then Animus had a few new ones to watch, and maybe he could binge some of the older ones too. That might be nice.

--

With nothing else to do, Animus left the house and got on the bus when it arrived at his house. When the bus got to the school, he got off and made his way to the quietest corner of the school, where he always went before class.

*~*~*~*

Adbrei Kennaway | FtM M | Gray-Ace | Ambi | B- | Angst | Psychic Shield | Mentions; Loreto(Very Ind), Open.

Adbrei woke up to the sound of knocking on his door and one of his brothers yelling at him. “Brooklyn! Wake up! We have school today!

--

He groaned and rolled over, deciding to ignore them. They wanted to use his dead name? Fine, see if he listened. He huffed and laid there in quiet annoyance, listening as the knocking continued.

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Brook! If you don’t get up then I’m coming in and getting you up! Come on you piece of shit! Get up!

--

Adbrei looked over at the door, “Maybe if y-you used t-the right name f-for once then I’d be more inclined t-to listen, bitch!

--

The knocking stopped, though whichever brother it was yelled, “The only bitch here is you, Brooklyn! Now get your ass up and out of your room!

--

Adbrei’s eyes narrowed and he laid back down, snarling, “Make me, dick!

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Fine! I will!” And with that, his brother was slamming the door open. Adbrei refused to look over, curling in his bed and squeezing his eyes shut. Until a hand was on him, in his hair, pulling him out of the bed as he flailed blindly.

--

L-Let go of m-me, you f-fucking b-bitch!” He fell onto the floor, the hand out of his hair. There was a scoff and Galian was speaking about how they needed to be ready for school too. Then the door closed.

--

Adbrei’s breath wasn’t really working with him though, his body shaking ever-so-slightly. He could still feel where the hand had just been in his hair, could still feel the burning sensation that he never knew was real or not. He pushed himself up, trying to push down the feeling trying to burn him from the inside out. Whatever, he was used to this…

--

He took a deep breath and looked around his room, eyes squinting in retaliation to his bad vision. He grabbed the first pair of jeans he saw on the floor and put it on, grabbing his binder and throwing it on too. The first shirt he saw was picked up and thrown on top of the binder, a long sleeved whatever solid color shirt. He huffed and pulled on his black tennis shoes and black hoodie.

--

Once it was all on, he made his way to the shared bathroom in the house and glanced at the mirror for a few seconds, before promptly just turning around and leaving again. Dealing with that wasn’t something he was willing to do today, he’d decided. So, he went downstairs and grabbed his bag and phone from the counter. His mom was already gone, otherwise Galian would’ve been acting all nice to him, so he didn’t need to worry about getting caught with his phone while grounded and all.

--

He went into the kitchen and saw Freond eating an apple, he cringed back still spoke, Freond was at least relatively nice when mom was gone. “H-Hey, y-you know wh-where mom p-put the kn-knives a-at all?

--

Freond looked over at him with the same blank expression he always wore and raised an eyebrow. Adbrei looked away pretty quickly, not feeling up to eye contact. Freond may be nicer Galian, but he was still a dick. And then, out of the corner of Adbrei’s eyes, Freond shrugged. “I don’t know about the regular kitchen knives, but I know where your pocket knife is.” And then he went quiet in the way only Freond could, the way that said there was more.

--

Adbrei looked over, “O-Okay. S-So… Wh-Where?” Not like he was going to actually bring up that there was more, he could stall.

--

Freond looked at him, blank as ever. “I want something in return for telling you. If you let me sneak out your window tonight, then I’ll tell you.

--

Better than Galian in payment too. Adbrei shrugged, “Okay. E-Easy enough.

--

How am I supposed to believe you?

--

And shoot. It was one of Freond’s paranoid, cryptic days. Great… Adbrei thought for a moment and then shrugged. “B-Blood promise..?

--

Freond raised an eyebrow and then shrugged, “Alright, your pocket knife is in the box on top of the fridge. I’ll grab it for you.

--

And after a minute, the pocket knife was handed to him. “T-Thanks.

--

Freond hummed, “Yup. Now do the blood promise.

--

Adbrei nodded and dragged the sharper end of the blade across his right hand, “Th-There you go. B-Blood promise. Y-You c-can sneak o-out my w-window tonight.

--

Freond nodded, “Thanks bro, see you after school.

--

Adbrei nodded and stuffed his right hand into his jacket pocket, putting the pocket knife into the pocket of his jeans. Then, he turned and followed Freond out of the kitchen into the living room where Galian was waiting impatiently. The three left the house and got onto the bus when it got there. And once it arrived at the school, they piled off.

--

Adbrei immediately scurried to the library to wait there before class started. After all, it was the domain of someone that probably wouldn’t let anyone get to him. Hopefully. Adbrei didn’t really know, to be fair, he never paid any real attention to the people around him.

*~*~*~*

Gen’ya Hikari | AMAB NB | Demi | Ambi | A- | Angst | Inducement | Mentions; Jass & Achlys(Ind), Open.

Gen’ya didn’t wake up, mostly because they’d been hunched over the desk in their room since the night before. Staying awake. As they always did. The lamp on and something on the desk that they were doing. This time, since they didn’t have homework yet to do, they had just been rereading ‘Edgar Allan Poe: Complete Tales and Poem’. Of course, it was extremely long at over seven hundred pages, so they hadn’t been able to read all of it by the time their alarm went off to start getting ready for school, but they’d gotten a third of the way through it.

--

Now, of course they had other books they could be reading, such as ones by Lovecraft. But they’d already read all of those too, so why not reread one of their classics? Either way, they closed the book after saving their spot, and stood from the desk. They ignored the slight dizzy spell that chose to come from this and focused on getting dressed for the day. After all, nobody liked someone that didn’t care for the most basic of hygiene.

--

The outfit they ended up wearing was a simple black sweater, a black hoodie, and a pair of black jeans(Without bags today due to a recent injury that they’d rather not show off to the world. Plus, the less skin showing, the better). All of it was far more baggy on them than they should’ve been, almost hanging off of them, but they still managed to feel as if they were sticking to them with only the smallest amount of room for movement. Gen’ya managed to ignore the throbbing headache and sick feeling that was starting to come, and grabbed their signature choker before putting it on. Black lace from the Victorian era with a moon pendant the color of blood. They pulled on their black converse and made their way, rather shakily, to their nightstand where they kept their earrings.

--

Gen’ya took hold of their earring box in a weak grip, though they convinced themself that was only because it was clumsy from how meaty their hand was. They opened the box and ended up with a simple black rod for the industrial earring and black studs for the lobe. A rather average everyday outfit, in their opinion. Even if it felt even tighter than usual, even if only slightly so.

--

Gen’ya didn’t want to go into the bathroom, but given the incident from yesterday… They found themselves in there anyways, looking at their face in the mirror and refusing their gaze to travel anywhere else. The face was bad enough, after all. Their eyes narrowed but they forced themself to scan their face for any visible bruises. They found one at their jaw, so they applied the lightest amount of foundation possible to get rid of it. And then, they left the bathroom and went back into their room for their backpack.

--

Gen’ya grabbed the black bag and slung it over their shoulder, ignoring how much heavier it seemed. It was the first day of the week, of course it felt heavier. They hadn’t gotten used to it again. Gen’ya left their room and made their way to the kitchen and living room, their stomach giving a disgusting rumbling at the thought of food. Gen’ya scoffed and shook their head, ignoring the hunger pang and dizzy spell. They were going to miss the bus if they didn’t leave.

--

So, after pocketing their phone from the charging station counter they were forced to leave it on during the night, they left the house and waited for the bus. It came within minutes and they got on, staring at their phone absentmindedly as they waited for the bus to arrive at the school.

--

Once it did, they pocketed their phone again and got off, heading towards the doors of the school. They spotted Jass and Achlys nearby but decided against going over to the two. They probably didn’t want to deal with their disgusting presence yet today.

*~*~*~*

Dendritic Tanzer/Apache Graves | M | Pan/Demi | Ambi | AB+/O- | Fluff/Angst | Graceful Grus/Monochrome Apus | Mentions; Each Other, Open.

Dendritic, as was customary, waited for Apache outside of his uncle’s house. The two exchanged conversation as he waited though eventually Gany had to leave for work. When that happened, Denny let himself into the apartment that the nephew and uncle shared to wait instead. After all, in this area nobody was allowed to be roaming alone. It was a rule that everyone knew and everyone followed.

--

He waited in the small living room for Apache, sitting on the couch and waiting. He was in a t-shirt detailing his loyalty during an apocalypse, his camouflage jacket, black cargo pants, worn yellow scarf, and his brown/black military style boots. The routine was simple enough at this point, waiting for Apache. Once Gany left, Den just waited a few more minutes for Apache to get dressed and then they were ready to get to school.

--

Apache came out in record time wearing a black shirt, a dark blue hoodie, baggy black jeans, his signature ugg boots, and his ungodly amount of piercings. All were either black or silver. Dendritic grinned and stood from the couch, “And that’s got to be the quickest you ever got out.

--

Apache rolled his eyes and shrugged, “Oh whatever, Tic. Let’s get going, aye?

--

Denny gave a mock salute and nodded, “You got it, Tears.

--

And they were leaving immediately after, walking out the door and beginning their trek to the bus stop that would take them to school. It didn’t take too long, since the sounds of yelling and fighting didn’t bother them at this point. They’d stopped paying attention to their neighborhood problems years ago.

--

Okay, so. You’re stranded on an island, what do you do?” Den grinned, looking at Apache.

--

He thought for a moment, humming in thought as the sound of a window breaking was heard in the distance. “I don’t know, what do I have on me?

--

Denny shrugged, “One carton of water, one week worth of food, and an item of your choice.

--

Apache grinned, “The item of choice is a teleporter and I just teleport right back to the mainland, then. Done, easy.

--

Denny rolled his eyes as they reached the bus stop, “Okay but… That’s off-limits. Pick something else as your item of choice.

--

Apache raised an eyebrow at him before sighing, “Fine… Then I pick a working plane that’s equipped with an auto-pilot. Done.

--

Dendritic groaned as the bus rolled up, “That’s still not fair, Apache! You have to choose something that doesn’t just immediately help you get back. This is about how you survive on the deserted island without anyone to help, not how you immediately get back to the mainland!

--

Apache shrugged and sat down, waiting for Denny to sit down next to him before speaking. “Who’s to say I want to survive while on a deserted island?

--

Den sighed, “I guess… Knowing you, you’d probably jump off a tree hoping to get everything over with quicker.

--

Apache gave a light laugh and nodded, “See? Exactly. Hopefully there’s some tall trees on that deserted island.

--

The bus eventually arrived at the school, the entire ride being filled with conversation that most of the passengers ended up joining. The duo got off and made their way to the school’s cafeteria to wait, as was their everyday routine.

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Cherry Hall/F/Bi/Ambi/A+/Angst/Muted Noise/M: Loreto(Ind), Jass & Achlys(Ind)

After a while of reading, Cherry had managed to calm herself down and mentally prepare for the day, at least somewhat.

Rising from her seat, she placed her book back in her backpack, a simple black bag with golden zippers, brushed off her dress, waved a quick goodbye to Loreto who flashed her a smile in response, and left the library.

She debated going to the cafeteria, but decided against it, the place was usually crowded. After another moment of thought, Cherry just started heading towards her first class. It was at the other end of the school, and, though she would definitely get there first, it was pointless to go anywhere else. The auburn-haired girl momentarily regretted leaving the library, it was quiet there and she could do what she wanted without being bothered, but, at the same time, she hated hiding. She liked being seen, even if not directly noticed. There was a reason she chose stylish outfits and worked so hard to stay on top. She wanted people to see her and recognize her as someone notable, someone who knew what they were doing and had their shit together... Even if she didn't.

Cherry walked the halls with her head high and her posture perfect, taking in everything and everyone around her. For the most part, there wasn't much going on, just normal conversations and the loud chaos that was to be expected of a high school in the mornings. But, something did catch her eye.

Two girls standing and speaking to each other. Both were dressed in rather goth outfits and they seemed to be relatively close. They caught Cherry's eye for the simple fact that she didn't see them often, which probably meant they were skippers. They certainly looked the part. Cherry rolled her eyes. It was honestly unfortunate, the two weren't even that bad looking, in her opinion (though she'd never say it out loud), and they were wasting time and talent. To think that someone would throw away so many opportunities by simply not showing up confused her. Some people would be so happy to just have a chance to go to school once! Yet, these two, and many others, just completely ignored that.

Sighing, Cherry continued on, reaching her destination in a matter of minutes. She greeted her teacher with a respectful "Good morning," and sat down at her seat in the back.

"How have you been, Cherry? You're here rather early today!"

"I'm fine, thank you, ma'am. How are you?" She questioned, smiling politely.

"Very good, dear, very good."

"Glad to hear it."

Ash Cadman/B+/Non-Binary/Demi Panromantic/Ambi-Mono/Angst/Boomerang/M: Micha, Kage, Ami(Very ind), Open

Ash walked silently to their class as soon as they arrived at school, their eyes constantly taking in everything. No one even spared them a glance.

That was okay though, Ash didn't really want to talk anyway, and no one would really enjoy their company if they did talk to someone, so there was no point. Some people were interesting to watch though because they did things that were so uncommon. And then there were people that were so confident that Ash envied them.

Two boys, for example, standing openly in front of people wearing skirts, dresses, heels, and make-up. They looked happy and comfortable. There were people all around with smiles, laughing, making fun of each other. A group outside was playing basketball on the court, not caring who saw them, even when they missed a shot.

So much going on that Ash saw but didn't understand. He saw everything, but there was very little that they could comprehend despite their highly intellectual mind.

Ash was about halfway to their class when a ringing started up. They gritted their teeth and reached up the press their palm hard against their ear. It was early for this, usually, if the old, stupid wound was going to act up it was at least towards the end of the day. Now, though, it looked like Ash's body decided to make their life even more of a living hell than it already was.

Not cool.

Wincing, Ash slipped into the nearest bathroom, only feeling a slight twinge of annoyance as, yet again, they were forced to go into a male restroom despite the fact that they did not identify as a male. Normally, they'd avoid this, and bathrooms altogether, but this was necessary. They didn't want to make a scene in front of the whole school.

Hissing in pain, Ash dropped their bag on the ground and bent over the sink, pressing both hands to their left ear, steadying themselves by pressing their elbows into the sink countertop. The ringing was getting steadily louder and it felt like Ash's head was going to split open. They squeezed their eyes shut and tried to focus on breathing.

They'd been through this enough to understand that the ringing would go away within a few minutes... probably. There were sometimes that it had lasted hours, but it was uncommon. Of course, the headache was a different story. That would last all day.

Great. Ash thought sarcastically, biting down on their tongue. What a wonderful start to the day.

Loreto Avian/M/AB+/Pansexual/Fluff/Mimic/M: Adbrei(Ind.), Atlas

"That's it! Well done!" Loreto congratulated the girl he'd been helping, patting her shoulder. "See, it's not that hard, is it? Just needed a little more direction, you've got it now!"

"Thanks to you." The girl replied, smiling widely at Loreto. "You're the best, Loreto, I'm sure everyone tells you!"

"I do get it a lot," Ret replied, chuckling softly. "Well, if you ever need more help, you know where to find me!"

"Yep! I'm sure I will see you later. Thank you again!" The girl said, gathering her stuff and heading towards the door.

"Anytime, Sofia!" Loreto replied, smiling and shaking his head as she disappeared. Everyone else was starting to head towards class or talking to friends now, and, though there was still a few minutes until actual school started, Ret doubted anyone else was going to seek him out this morning.

He looked over as the door opened and offered a small smile to a boy, Adbrei, he recognized, entered. As usual, he got no response. Loreto shrugged. He didn't mind too much. As long as the guy was comfortable enough here, that was good.

Then, looking around, Loreto spotted Atlas. He smiled brightly and trotted over, sitting down casually next to the other boy. The most reaction he got was a soft sigh and a discreet eye roll.

"Hey, Atlas! Whatcha reading?" He questioned, not really expecting an answer, and, as usual, not getting one. "That's pretty cool. Ya' know, I got through 'Green Eggs and Ham' by Dr. Seuss last night. Pretty proud of myself." Loreto stated, only partially kidding. He had, indeed, gotten through 'Green Eggs and Ham' last night, and, though some words were challenging, it wasn't as hard as he made it sound.

The observant Loreto was rewarded with a slight upward twitch of Atlas's mouth that could have been the start of a smile. This was quickly covered as the boy turned the page of his book, but Ret didn't miss a thing. That meant that Atlas was listening, and it meant that he'd gotten a positive reaction.

"Hey! That's hard for me alright! I may be smart, but I am also D-I-S-L-E-X-I-K." He intentionally spelled dyslexic very wrong, and this time, he actually managed to extract an amused snort from his companion. Loreto beamed, even as Atlas covered up his laugh with a cough. The other boy shook his head silently and closed his book, rising from his seat. Ret watched him and waved as Atlas started walking away. The other boy made eye contact with him for a split second and Loreto silently celebrated.

It wasn't much, but it was a huge step from the cringing away that Atlas had done when they first met.

Maybe, just maybe, they could be friends. Maybe Atlas would finally let Loreto help.

Atlas Blackwell/B-/M/Ace Panromantic/Ambi-Poly/Angst/Memory Freezeframe/M: Loreto

Atlas had only been reading for a few minutes before a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hey, Atlas! Whatcha reading?"

Atlas remained silent, but, without looking up, he tuned into Loreto's voice. Paying full attention without showing it.

"That's pretty cool. Ya' know, I got through 'Green Eggs and Ham' by Dr. Seuss last night. Pretty proud of myself." Loreto stated, sounding very genuine.

Despite his best efforts, Atlas couldn't help but smirk at Loreto's pride over finishing a very easy children's book. One of the first books Atlas had ever read. Quickly, Atlas got himself under control and turned the page of his book. He doubted that Loreto, as observant as he was, had missed the small, short-lived smirk, but he certainly wasn't going to give up and break after a whole year of ignoring and pretending to put up with the social and determined Loreto. That would ruin the game.

"Hey! That's hard for me alright! I may be smart, but I am also D-I-S-L-E-X-I-K."

And for the first time that year, Atlas actually laughed. The joke was just so stupid that he couldn't help it. He immediately covered up this laugh with a cough, but Loreto definitely didn't miss it this time. There was a smile on his face that made him look as though he'd just won the lottery and Atlas was suddenly hit with a wave of emotion.

That smile was because of him, no, for him, and it should be a good thing because that meant that Loreto was happy, and that was good. At the same time though, the people that Atlas got close to got hurt, and even though Loreto wanted in, Atlas knew very well it wasn't safe. He was reminded why he's ignored Loreto in the first place. Not because he didn't like him or didn't think he was funny, but to protect him.

That smile was so pure, so beautiful. It was genuinely happy, and, even though Atlas really, truly wanted to open up and hug Loreto at that moment, he couldn't. Quickly, he got up and put his book away. He needed to leave before he broke.

Just before he reached the door, however, Atlas turned and met the eyes of the boy that continued to pursue him. He still had that smile on his face, and he waved. Atlas held his gaze for a moment longer and swallowed hard.

'I'm Sorry.'

Then he turned and left. Truly, Atlas hoped that Loreto understood.

If it were up to him, Atlas would let him in. But it wasn't, and Atlas needed to protect him. He wasn't going to let someone else get hurt because of him.

Achlys Skylar/O+/F/Lesbian/Ambi/Angst/Gravity Alter/M: Cherry(Ind.), Jass, Open

Achlys started to get annoyed when she couldn't find Jasutina at first. If she had seriously skipped one of the first days of the last days of school without her, Achlys was going to lose it.

Yo, what’s up, gorgeous? Are any hot women catching your eyes yet?

And just as Achlys was about to pull out her phone and call Jass, there she was.

"Speak of the devil," Achlys muttered, then smirked and looked at her friend rather playfully. "Only you, sweetheart." She answered, winking, and then, before Jass could get a big head about the complement, Achlys corrected herself. "Well, you and her."

She pointed casually to an auburn-haired girl in a checkered dress and a confident posture. She glanced towards Achlys and Jass for a brief moment and rolled her eyes, flipping her hair slightly as she walked away.

"She's kinda hot and sassy. Think she'd be interested in me?" That question was more of a joke than a serious question, but she wasn't lying about the girl being hot. She was definitely good-looking. "I like your outfit today, by the way, very cute. Very goth."

Kage Virgo/Micha Abbott/M/A-/AB-/Fluff/Gay/Shadow Manipulation/Truth Finder/M: Each other, Ami

Ami managed to catch Micha off guard (the poor guy was probably traumatized by how many surprise hugs he'd gotten at this point), but Kage saw him a moment before he pounced. Still, he allowed himself to be pulled into the hug, grinning when Micha yelped in surprise.

Ah, it’s been a long weekend! Hello, you two! How are you both?

"Hey, babe! I'm alright, though I think you gave Micha his second heart attack of the day." He laughed. "How are you? You look great today!"

Micha jumped a little when he was pulled into a surprise hug, and he let out a small yelp of surprise. He quickly recovered, however, and laughed, hugging Ami back tightly and blushing slightly at Kage's comment.

"No, no, I'm fine. You two are just very good at sneak attacks." He stated. "I'm well, thanks, Ami. And, I agree, I love that dress! Is it comfortable? I was looking at a similar one yesterday, but it was a little rough material, and the arms were an odd length. I probably could have fixed that, but I didn't want to bother." Micha smiled and blushed again, realizing what he was saying. "Sorry! You know fashion's a passion of mine!" He laughed. "I just can't help it."

"Trust me, babe, we don't mind." Kage chuckled, patting Micha's shoulder with affectionate amusement. "You're cute when you get passionate, and, besides, everyone loves a bit of fashion, am I right?!" He winked and chuckled while Micha shook his head, unfazed by Kage's shameless flirting.


Edited at February 25, 2022 10:12 AM by Lost Memories

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