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If your not us, don't post, please. |
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Name: Alexandra Wolff Nickname: Alex Gender: Female Sexuality: Straight Age: 19 Role: Freshman Power: Animal shiftier, to not make her overpowered, she can shift into 4 different animals. Silver fox, gray wolf, a black and red hawk. The 4th form has not been discovered. And it may not be discovered at all. In tune with nature. (Is that a power?) Appearance: Alex is a tall young woman with long brown hair and gray eyes. Her left eye happens to be slightly darker than her right. Flecks of dark, almost black line the inside. Dark green glasses frame her eyes in a way that say look at me. She has pale skin that has a very small bit of tan. A tiny amount of freckles line her nose, but a fading as the year moves on. Alex walks with confidence and pride. Her voice strong and demanding. She may be young, be she is not scared. One draw back to her beauty, is she has a scar along her forearm and up her arm to her collar bone. The origin will be reviled, eventually. As for hight, standing 5'10", she is pretty tall. Yaeh, tall. Alex tends to dress in dark gray, maybe some dark blue. Also, sneckers. Nothing else. Barefoot or snecker foot. A muscular frame sets off her string bean build. Fast on her feet, there is a good chance you will have a bloody nose if you tangle with her. Personality: Alex is a kind person who is protective of those she loves. Although she can get pretty spunky when annoyed, that rarely happens. She is a go with the flow character. Alex is a smart individual with a troubled past. It will be reviled later in the RP. Because of that, she is socially awkward and protective. She has not been around many people and does not want her friends to have to go through the same. She also happens to be a little clingy from that experience. A little sassy, she tends to speak before thinking. This leads to her coming off as rude. But if you get to know her, you will find a friend who will stop at nothing to make sure you are okay. Physically or mentally. She is slightly theiran, which ties into her power. Shifted, she is more brave and daring, there is nothing she will not do. Beside ask her crush out on a date. You will end up with "Woodoo yoo goo moo daatoo" Likes: Dragons, Fighting, wolves, protecting, veggies Dislikes: Spell check not working, Baths(Showers are fine, but baths), loneliness, people judging her, Did I mention spelling? Strengths: shifting, protecting, and calming people down Weakness: shuts down when lonely, limited shifts, social awkwardness, gets motherly when friends are sad or hurt Back story: Umm... Home schooled through 8th grade. First year in 9th. Loves it. Has been in her martial art school for 7ish years now. Maybe more. She lost count. Afflictions: Mavis Good friend Crush: Open Other: I write in first person, I am using a character from another RP. |
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Darkseeker
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Ignore freashman/afflictions. |
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Name: Hallow Gender: identifies as male Sexuality: Pan, poly, leaning ace age: 20 power: a godly being that has been temporarily sealed during a "recovery period" forced on him by his friends. Retains the ability of inhumane strength. Still constantly starving.
appearance: Hallow is a male presenting humanoid with pallid skin and grey hair. His hair sticks up around his head in an eight pointed star position. The tips will burn orange when irate. His eyes are an uncanny orange with unusually small pupils. He stands at 5'6 with his hair, and is 113 LBs. He has several rope scars on his stomach and legs, along with a hammer-caused scar on the right of his face. When he is particularly furious, this half of his face will split apart, leaking darkly colored thoughts and matter into the air. This matter has a similar effect as mercury in living beings. He has a quiet raspy voice, and speaks quietly; unless he is pissed, in which case he can reach deafening levels of loud. He has a slight shiver, and always seems to be sickly. He walks in a hunched over gait, and seems very guarded at most times.
personality: Hallow is cruel and impatient at best, psychopathic at worse. He shows severe antisocial tendencies and is easily angered. While he won't typically hurt someone, if they get on his nerves, he will cause them bodily injury. He does have a softer side reserved for friends and siblings. He also is kind to younger kids, seeing them as something to be protected. He is quiet and withdrawn, flat out pretending people don't exist when they don't please him. He has an intense hatred for any kind of religion, both because of his godhood and past experiences. Hallow does not seek any followers, and has killed cults around him in the past. He is constantly starving, though he cannot eat to fill this void. Temporary relief can come from eating other gods, but this is not foolproof.
likes: cats, blankets, books, math, science, writing, the sky, his friends, pancakes, cold areas, hammers, working with metal, tormenting gods he doesn't like, tormenting people he doesn't like, doing things to freak people out (like literally eating roadkill or metal), making jewelry dislikes: religion, people, extremism, the perfection, soda, anything fizzy tbh, country music weaknesses: is easily overstimulated, but masks it. Tends to lose temper, won't hurt innocents in a fight, would rather run away than face someone when he hurts them. backstory: he had two younger siblings, and was left with his father and stepmother, his father was spineless and his step mom was abusive. He has two brothers, one was trans, and was sent to conversion therapy. Hallow pierced his ears, another extreme trangession, so he would be sent too. His brother suffered non stop abuse, all kinds, and Hallow snapped. The high priest bashed his brain out with a hammer, which brought Hallow to ascension and collapsement, becoming a metaphorical black hole. The perfection brought his nine sisters to stop and seal Hallow, Hallow devoured all nine of the sisters before being sealed. The perfection took credit for this. Hallow was unsealed, by that time his brothers had been burned, and the world had moved on. In order to stop him from collapsing inward and destabilizing existence, Viscera made a human take on the role of Culpability, forming a god from a young woman. Hallow lives with several other gods now, with them sometimes doing things like dealing him and putting him on a planet to see what happens. affiliations: friends with Starkin, the Rabbit, Zizi, Culpability, the Serpent, and Sonosis crush: openish Other: I write in 3rd person. |
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If you start, I'll match your word count. |
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I typically do shorter pieces cause of my keyboard)) Hallow was lounging about the commons area, glancing around, this many people were uncomfortable for him to be around. |
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Darkseeker
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Just hit 25 words and I'll be good. I strain. Why is this backpack so heavy. Why am I carrying it on a Saturday? I toss it on a bench and take a breath. So. Heavy. |
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Hallow flinched at the sound of the bag hitting the chair, his fists curled slightly and he glared at you. Though he soon returned to an apathetic expression. |
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Darkseeker
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"Sorry" I wince. I glare at the sun, willing it to go down. Might as well keep the rumor about a fox stealing left-overs alive. My vacant expression resumes and I pick my bag up. "Again, very sorry to have bothered you." |
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Spring 
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