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44,302 | 1,210 | 13 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
Nayu was arriving late to the gym, opening the door and peeking her head inside to realise that no one was in there, other than the teachers cleaning up the place. She runs to check her class number and sees that she is in class A-3. She rushes to her class and realises that she was going to be that cliched girl with toast in her mouth but in her case, it was creme filled bread.
"I cannot believe you forgot that school started today!" Mom would kill me... She accidently stayed up playing video games all night. She sees that there are only one or two people in the halls and watches as they head into their classes. A-3, A-3, A-3... Yes, A-3! She accidently slams the door open, causing almost everyone to turn back and look at her. Slowly, she lowers her head and wishes that she could just disappear. "I am so sorry that I am late..." and slowly shuffled to the nearest table with her head down. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,303 | 1,210 | 14 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro grumbled as he saw other students leaving for class. He really hate class since there was really nothing there for him to learn. He already read through those thick text books over the summer since he had nothing else to do. He stood there for a few contemplating whether or not he should go to class. He decided that he might get on the bad side of all the teachers if he did that, plus it's the first day so it's not like we're actually going to teach much. He left the gym which was almost cleared of students by the time he left.
As he walked down to the class people have him a nice five feet radius around him that no-one dared to enter. He began to get annoyed with this so he walked straight down the path trying to force people to past by him, but instead they either waited for him to pass or went off the path around him. This did nothing but add to his foul mood.
When he arrived at the door to the class room he shook off that bad mood and put on a smile before entering the room. When he walked many turned around and the room became eerie silent. His smile immediately turned into a frown and looked for a desk to sit at. He grinned a little as he decided to walk to the group of girls, which clear a way from him very fast, around Simon and took a seat next to him. It was at this point that everyone, except that specific group, went back to there normal business all a little more tense. He leaned over his desk to Simon and a big smile that could easily be mistaken for a "devilish grin" and ask "Hey there buddy, your name is Simon, right? How's it going?" wondering how he would react, or even take is action the wrong way, somehow. It seems they always find a way to do so. | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,304 | 1,210 | 15 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
After a while, Nayu noticed that people were sort of ignoring a boy named Jiro. Was he being bullied? She bit her bottom lip and began to wonder what the reason could be. He looked like a decent being so maybe it was group bullying? She flinched and noticed that her lip was now bleeding. Should I go and ask if he was ok? No... I don't want to offend him if he is not being bullied. Maybe I should just say hi... but he was already sort of attempting to talk to Simon, the flashy prince like boy or something.
She decided to just walk over to their desks, her hands barely seeable with her cardigan covering it.
H-hi... umm, everyone should get along and not be mean, Ok?
She already knew that she sounded stupid, but she did not know what else to say since she wasn't even sure he was being bullied. She took out a new bag with some creme-filled bread and gave a piece to Jiro. She didn't really want to be a target of bullying but if she did turn into one, it would give her a reason to use some new methods to get them to stop. She put on a small smile on her face and hoped that he wouldn't we offended by her. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,305 | 1,210 | 16 | 1,306 | 383 | Manami didn't like the fact that she'd have to walk with all of the others to class, so she stayed behind to be able to walk by herself. After all, to be last is to be first. At least, that's what her father had told her before she had made it to high school. While she stayed back she conversed with a few of her "Friends" to let time pass. Most of the people she talked to gossiped about many things, so instead of joining the topic she'd just listen in case something good was to pop up. Because some of the things the girls would talk about bored Manami she'd smile, and tell them she'd meet with a few of the others she hadn't seen in a while. Of course, that was a lie, but Manami didn't want to stick around to hear something that bored her to death. As she yawned the girl had finally decided to make her way to class, so she moved her hair off of her shoulder and with a confident walk strutted her way to class. She was a bit late to class, but she had also heard of a saying that went something like "One is never late. Others are simply early." Even if she was late though her grades would make up for that, so it was no worry if the teacher took off a point or two.
As she walked down the hallway Minami looked to see which one was her class. It was closer to the back of the hallway for some reason, but that wasn't to bad considering she needed room to be able to "talk" to others. Once she had made it to the room A-3 she had grabbed the handle to the door, and pulled it open; practically slamming the sliding door open. She walked in with her signature fake smile, and found a seat closer to the back center of the class. The seat was taken by another student, so with her smile she leaned in toward the student. "Get up." was all she said as the student got up, and moved to another spot. Still holding her smile Manami looked around the classroom to make sure the others would know to either not get in her way, or to get in her way and at least give her something less boring to do in class. Once that little fiasco was over her smile went away as she sat down in her new seat.
"Now this is what I call the first day of school." She then giggled. | Dropped |
44,306 | 1,210 | 17 | 2,641 | 474 | Just as Rini was about to leave, she heard small footsteps from behind her as her hand was taken, Ryoichi had started to sprint forward towards the classrooms quickly. Rini had almost lost her footing for a second, but regained it, following Ryoichi's footsteps so that they had reached the classroom in time. With one of her hands holding Ryoichi's hand, her other hand was holding onto her scarf. Rini didn't know why she had this scarf on all the time, she treats it as something very important to her without knowing it. Eventually Rini had ran forward and started to lead the way, running even faster than Ryoichi as she sprinted up the stairs.
Eventually they had arrived on the first year floor, Rini looked for the classroom A-3 as she looked at all of the room names. "There." Rini said under her scarf, sprinting down the hallway one last time as she let go of Ryoichi's hand, opening the door to the classroom. "Thank you." Rini said to Ryoichi as she had made her way to a seat, she decided to sit in the front left corner of the class besides the window outside. She had sat in her seat calmly, she had already started to hear her cousin talking in the background.
Simon had continued to flirt with the females of the room, which he was a master at. He then looked at one girl, taking her hand and staring at it for a second with a smile, then looking up at the girl. "The spaces between your fingers are meant to be filled with mine." Simon said as he winked at the girl, getting screams from many of the girls surrounding, jealousy was clearly about. "Ladies ladies. I'm here for all of you." Simon said as he winked again, the screams getting louder. But then silence had started to fill the room, Simon had looked directly at the door as he was silent as well.
Simon saw someone walking in, he had red hair and sea blue eyes, but that wasn't even the most noticeable feature. Simon stared at the large scar that ran around his neck, which freaked him out a little bit. Simon was also confused on how he got this scar, but then he noticed that this person was coming right towards him! The girls had moved out of the way for him, as he sat down next to to Simon, Simon was freaking out internally over this mess. Although externally, Simon was playing it cool so he could please the ladies in front of him. He saw the grin, which made him freak out more internally, but he was actually given quite a nice introduction.
"Hello friend, yes I am Simon. And how am I going? Hmmmmmm... I'm going well since I have the pleasure of looking at all of these lovely ladies." Simon said as he winked to the girls, the liveliness starting to come back in the classroom as he smiled back at Jiro. But then he noticed another girl, who was talking to Jiro, Simon had clutched his chest as a blush had risen over his face. "Lovely lady, what is your name?" Simon said as his blush was gone and his hand was back to where it originally was. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,307 | 1,210 | 18 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu was staring at Jiro but did not fail to notice Simon, who appeared to be flirting with pretty much every girl in the class. She turns her head and stares straight into his eyes, realising that he was talking to her.
Was he not a bully? That would be embarrassing for her if he was not and that she had misunderstood something. However, even is he wasn't, the chances of him being a playboy was not something that she could smile at either. She could see that the girls around him were glaring at her with hateful eyes. If she was a masochist instead of a sadist, this would have automatically made her happy, but that wasn't the case. She wanted to hurt them. She slightly bit her lip. They could have been led on by him and that would have made this his fault instead of theirs, but maybe not and he was just naturally popular or something. The question of whether he was a bully or not filled her head now.
M-my name is Nayu... You're not a bully, are you?
Why did he call me lovely and why did he need my name? He reminds me of my real mother...and I don't like that. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,308 | 1,210 | 19 | 2,226 | 2,861 | Gin followed the girl clenching onto his things like someone was gonna sneak up on him and steal them right from his arms. After she introduced herself she lead the way and he quietly followed her reframing from having anytime of eye contact with her. Gin was so busy with the thought of walking with such a pretty girl that he didn't notice how long they actually walked. Suddenly the next thing he heard was Sakura complimenting his hair. Which instantly caused his face to turn red and a bit of steam to radiate from his face. "T-thanks....my name...is Gin....by...the...way." He responded almost in a whisper. When she reached into her bag he did get a bit worried. For all he knew she could be reaching for some scissors to get some of his hair. Luckily his jump to a conclusion was wrong and he was met by a lollipop. He starred at the candy for a bit and nodded reaching for it slowly like a scares wild animal. | Name:
Gin Tattori
Nickname:
None, you must have friends to have a nickname in the first place.
Age:
17
Gender:
Male
Sexuality:
Straight, rumors are often passed that would question his sexuality but he's straight.
Personality:
Quiet, shy type of person. On first impressions he would come off as a cold hearted bastard but in all honesty he just isn't a people person or is to shy to reply. He doesn't put himself on a peddle stool and says he's better than others he'd rather be a commoner or someone that isn't special and is as normal as the next guy. But he isn't, his imagination gets the best of him every single moment boredom kicks in. That's his only chance to enjoy the true happiness of loneliness. If you were to some up his personality he'd be a lost puppy slowly giving up on the harsh world he roams in. Luckily this beautiful cookie isn't as lifeless as his first impression gives off. If your luckily enough you could befriend him and maybe even cause a smile to appear on his face.
Bio:
Gin being from Japanese descent didn't give him a great start in the school life. To make matters worst the school he went to was even more terrible. Stereotyping and racial slurs was just the icing of the cake. At first every simple abusive word hurted Gin's feelings. He'd often cry or just skip classes that he knew would not end well for him. After a good four years of bullying in middle school Gin decided to just not care anymore. After that bullying and all the pervious problems he had before weren't so troubling. He didn't care to the point to were people stopped bothering him. A point to were people walked passed him as of he wasn't real or even there to begin with. In reality Gin seen this as a pro instead of a con and plans on continuing the rest of his highschool year like this.
Theme Song (Optional):
Last Resort by Papa Roach
Side Notes: (Optional):
Gin is 5'7" and dyed his bangs green. Secretly green is his favorite color. A easy way to become friends with Gin is through music. He likes Rock, Pop and the Metal genre. |
44,309 | 1,210 | 20 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
Jiro could see the fear in Simons eyes like many others before him, though he was surprised how well he handled it. Most guys like him would of probably crack or have some sort of weakness in there voice. He was a bit tick off by him just sort of acknowledging him and simply turned back to he lady's, almost looking for a way to escape conversation with him. He shrugged it off for now since there was someone else that he was more interested in.
He turned around and was about to tell her he's not bullying anyone but to his surprise she was talking to Simon. This had never happened before and was was struck with awe. For once he was lost for words and sorta froze staring at her for a few seconds. He snapped out of it and fumbled together a sentence, sort of trying to avoid eye contact. "Hi, um, were just sort, well, talking. I doubt anyone is bullying anyone on the first day. I mean at other schools I've seen it, well, happened, and um, well the point is I'm sorta just trying to make friends..." trailing off. He has never felt this way before and didn't know whether he like it or hated it. He felt embarrassed and he doesn't even know why. Thankfully the teacher walked in to save the day, at least that's what his first thought was until he start to talk.
(I think everyone is in there class room, if not I'm sorry for posting to early. Go ahead and walk in "late or on time," not like the teacher cares.)
John
John woke up. He didn't know what time it was, nor did he really care. He made breakfast, a simple egg with toast, scarfed it down and got dressed. He slipped his wallet and a 3DS into his pocket and grabbed his suitcase which he assumed had important papers in it. He'll check when he gets to school. He grabbed his fedora and walked outside unchaining his bike. He looked at the sun and could tell he was running late, how late? Only God knows. He pedaled a bit faster than usually to get to school. After rechaining his bike at the school, he walked into the gym. The gym was completely empty besides a few janitors putting the last of the fold up chairs away. "hmm, it seems I missed the opening ceremony, not that I needed to go. I doubt the students to wanted to here another teacher blab his mouth about stuff they honest could care less about."
He left the gym and power walked to the classroom which was filled with students just chatting away. He walked to the front of the room and announced, "Hey all, your o so wonderful that teacher has arrived. Take your seat if you want, but at least shut your trap for once and let me speak at least for, like, five minutes. I think this is homeroom? Whatever, I'm John Smith and I, like, teach math. Yea that's it really it...so I guess this is the part where I teach you something? Let me check real quick." He pulled out his suitcase and pulled out all the papers, which were all the same 4 page packets with questions front and back. He put them on the front desks expecting students to pass them back. "So like these are packets that would let me know what you know and don't know, I think. Fill them out and if there isn't enough then ask me and I'll try finding more. If there's anything you need help with, like almost anything, go ahead and, like, ask me and I'll do my best to help. I'll expect the packets be done by tomorrow at the end of class, I guess...well that's all I have planned have fun!" He then took out his 3DS, took a seat in front of his desk, kicked his feet up on top of the desk, and played on it like no tomorrow.
A bit more about the packet. This packet contains practically everything. From simple addition, to geometry, to physics and chemistry, to calculus 3. He could go farther on to things like rocket science but he though this was enough for high school students, especially since he was only going to skim over the first 5 if anyone actually turned there's in. | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,310 | 1,210 | 21 | 757 | 266 | Liam looked at this girl, who he now came to know as Manami, who never said a word to him but instead just got up and left. Liam stood there for a few seconds realizing what just happened.
That stuck up stupid little mutha- Liam paused as he looked at a clock and realized he was late for class. He stood there for a few seconds wondering how the hell he could be late for class before darting off into the school. After checking what room he was to be studying in he took off again finally entering class A-3.
Sorry I'm l-ate. he said bowing to the teacher. As he entered he looked around he saw Manami sitting around the back of the classroom. His fists slowly clenched as he slammed the sliding door close with a little too much force, his eyes still fixed on Manami. As he looked at her he slowly lifted his head up showing the full extent of his Scar. The scar looked as though it was freshly stitched an was about 3 inches in width. Whilst searching for a seat he saw faces of shock and even disgust as his classmates studied him. Soon he found a seat in front of a boy with a group of girls surrounding him and he took a seat there. Ugh not a great start to this morning.
But hey its okay there are still many other people I can make friends with. He thought as he turned around and looked at the multitude of girls trying to crowd around what seemed to be like Mr popular and that red head dude he was trying to talk to. Liam was just about to say hi when he saw them talking and decided it would be better to just wait for class to start instead. | Name: Liam Carter
Age: 15
Year level: Year 9
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Club (if any): N/A
Disabilities (if any): Major Scarring over his body and a rather grotesque, still healing scar over the right side of his face spanning from the top of his temple down to the cheek. Has PTSD due to the events of what happened.
Job/occupation (if any): N/A
Appearance:
Height: 6'0
Weight: 64 kg
Personality: Shy, somewhat mysterious. Tries to avoid any conversation with other people. If you are lucky enough to be his friend he is very protective of you and will go to any lengths to ensure that you are happy.......a weakness that was exploited once, but one that Liam does not realize he has. Is never one to back down from a fight and will instantly start attacking someone if they are seen bullying someone else.
Backstory: Born to an Irish Father and a Japanese mother in Dublin, Liam always had a rather happy life. The oldest child in the family, He always had a natural urge to protect his family and those he cared for, specifically his little sister. That was especially the case when at the age of five the family moved to Japan. Although it took some time to adjust to the new life, eventually Liam fit right in. Liam was never one for having too many friends, considering the friends he did have to be family. Soon the once happy go lucky Liam would change. On his sisters birthday, the family went on a road trip to their grandmothers house.
By this time Liam had reached the age of 14 and was shaping up to be a bright individual.With a knack for languages and his studies. On the way to his grandmother’s house in the countryside, Liam’s father did not notice the man standing motionless in the middle of the road. Just as he did he jammed the brakes and lost control of the car and the car flipped, tumbling three or times before it landed upside down. As Liam looked around he immediately thought of his sister and pleaded for his mother and father to get out of the car and help his now motionless sister. His mother managed to get out just in time to see the truck slam into the car.
Liam awoke in what appeared to be a hospital. He tried to move but wasn’t able to. He tried screaming and pleading. But he couldn’t. He then noticed his father come into the room. Again he tried screaming and pleading, he wanted to ask what happened and where his sister was. But again, nothing came out of his mouth. He then realized that he was in a coma. Soon the months went on. Liam lost any semblance of time. He just watched as his friends visited him, watched as they soon got bored and irritated at him for not getting up. And after 4 months tell him that it would be better if he just died. But worst of all, he listened to his father as he explained that his mother and sister died.
Liam lost all hope after his father uttered those words. What felt like hours for Liam soon became years as each day droned on for what seemed like eternity. That was until a year later he came out of his coma. Till this day he is not sure why he did but in the end decided that fate wanted him to.
Notes:
Loves Video games and writing stories.
Is a major lover of medieval times and has the swords and skills to prove that. Liked to parkour before the accident, he may get into again at some point.
Loves all animals and hates to see when they are being bullied.
Knows how to speak Gaelic, Japanese, English.
Thinks that his sister's death was his fault as he was not strong enough to protect her and thus tries hard to "become stronger" so no one else under his care will die. |
44,311 | 1,210 | 22 | 1,231 | 722 | During their little run, he was thinking to himself "What is this girl's name...whats with the scarf...why is she so quiet..." He did not voice his questions though. He kept moving, looking for his classroom. Rini had whispered 'There' under her scarf as she spotted their classroom and took off in a small sprint. Kyoichi chuckled ever so slightly and took off after her, gaining ground and keeping up for a bit.
As Rini opened the door, he gave her a small nod as a reply to her 'Thank you'. He then gave the instructor a small nod as well as he began to search for an open seat. He spotted one as Rini spotted the other, so naturally he sat down next to her. Peering around, he was trying to remember the names of his classmate, but to no avail.
Scribbling down something on his notebook, he slid it over to Rini. It would read..
"Hi. My name is Kyoichi... and you are?" | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,312 | 1,210 | 23 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
"Uwaaaa, s-sorry She covered her face with one of her hands and peeked her eye out from between her fingers. She was extremely embarrassed now. She sort of figured that was the case since he looked so nice too, but nice people are usually targeted. He said that all he wanted was friends! Now, however, he was looking a little bit different than before and his eyes were not meeting hers. She bent over and looked him straight in the eyes. "I can be your friend. I mean, If you don't want to that's fine, but I can, OK? You look n-nice too and I like to be friends with nice people." She smiled at him. The teacher came in and Nayu sort of jumped up in surprise, turning around. "OK, well, I'll go now. Talk to you later." She gave him a little wave and she saw that a student that she had not seen before had just sat in front of them. She smiled at him and waved at him as well. She then returned to her seat to start on the classwork.
When she saw that the packet contained some of her least favorite subjects like calculus, physics, and of course, chemistry her mood went a little bit down. She tried to plaster a smile on her face to motivate her and began to work on a problem from the calculus section. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,313 | 1,210 | 24 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Miyahara:
She smiled a little bit when he took the candy, as she continued to walk up to the door. She opened it gently and hoped to get noticed by no-one. "Here we are, see you" She said in almost a whisper. When she saw that there was a seat in the back with no one beside it, she automatically sat down there and took out of her book just as she saw that she had work to do. When she got her packet, she bit of the tip of her pencil a little, focusing on the problems and thinking about other things at the same time, the pencil bitting was a habit from a long time ago. Am I allowed to eat in here? Probably... was pretty much the only serious thought in her mind, other than the questions in front of her. She took out some sour candy and plopped another piece of candy in her mouth. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,314 | 1,210 | 25 | 1,306 | 383 | As class was starting Manami did another check on her nails too see if anything had chipped, was going to chip, or the polish had come off. Not that she thought something would go wrong since she made sure to put on some reinforced coating just in case, but the class was rather boring. As she looked up she noticed that others were interacting quite well for the fist day of school, and that annoyed her to no end, but to be able to do something about it she'd have to do some befriending herself. Of course she knew though that her reputation wasn't the best type to be able to make much interaction, but all she had to do was play it off and pretend that she had changed for the better. After all, some people are more gullible than others. As the teacher made his way into class Manami pulled her chair closer to her desk, and sat straight without messing with anything since everything was for the most part perfect.
While the teacher was talking about a few things, quite bad at it to say the least in her opinion, another student had walked into class. If she was not mistaken he was looking straight at her which unnerved her since she would usually be the one "marking" people. Today she hadn't done so, but to have someone else do it annoyed her. Of course she had to put on a facade, so while he stared she gave him her bright smile though behind that smile was confusion at the fact that someone actually stared her down. Prick.
When the teacher had finished his speech that went along with classwork Manami stood up, and walked over to kid that came in late. The packet could wait since math was her easiest subject. Once she made it to the boys desk Manami gave another smile to him and waved. Right after that she placed her hand on his desk, and leaned in to look straight at him. "What?" she asked as clear as day. | Dropped |
44,315 | 1,210 | 26 | 757 | 266 | As he was given two packets he passed one to Simon with a smile and a soft hello before turning back and realizing that this was math....A subject he is.....horrendous at. It wasn't that he hadn't tried to be good at it, he was just naturally terrible at it. With as sigh he looked about the classroom and saw a girl waving at him. Liam was thrown off by this as he usually has to initiate the waving or the talking when it comes to...well anybody. Liam gave a small wave back and a smile and focused on his worst nightmare, slowly hitting his head on his desk while doing so.
As he did he felt a hand being placed on the table and looked up to see Manami right in front of him. Now normally Liam would jump back or not talk to her but this was different. He felt something he had not felt in a long time. Anger and annoyance. Carver looked at her for a few seconds before looking at her hair and giving a slight chuckle before opening up the packet and studying.
I do believe we've met haven't we. What was your name again? oh right yeah I forgot I don't give a shit about people who have retarded hairstyles and disgusting perfume and rather revolting nail polish. Oh wait let me rephrase in case your peanut sized brain couldn't comprehend that. I. Could. Give. Less. Of. A. Shit. About. You. Now that we have determined you are a worthless autistic woman with a brain the size of a peanut you may tell me why you are here at my Desk. Oh please try to give me a good reason. I know that for peanut sized brains like your its hard to do such things but please just try. Liam said never taking his eyes of his assignment. | Name: Liam Carter
Age: 15
Year level: Year 9
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Club (if any): N/A
Disabilities (if any): Major Scarring over his body and a rather grotesque, still healing scar over the right side of his face spanning from the top of his temple down to the cheek. Has PTSD due to the events of what happened.
Job/occupation (if any): N/A
Appearance:
Height: 6'0
Weight: 64 kg
Personality: Shy, somewhat mysterious. Tries to avoid any conversation with other people. If you are lucky enough to be his friend he is very protective of you and will go to any lengths to ensure that you are happy.......a weakness that was exploited once, but one that Liam does not realize he has. Is never one to back down from a fight and will instantly start attacking someone if they are seen bullying someone else.
Backstory: Born to an Irish Father and a Japanese mother in Dublin, Liam always had a rather happy life. The oldest child in the family, He always had a natural urge to protect his family and those he cared for, specifically his little sister. That was especially the case when at the age of five the family moved to Japan. Although it took some time to adjust to the new life, eventually Liam fit right in. Liam was never one for having too many friends, considering the friends he did have to be family. Soon the once happy go lucky Liam would change. On his sisters birthday, the family went on a road trip to their grandmothers house.
By this time Liam had reached the age of 14 and was shaping up to be a bright individual.With a knack for languages and his studies. On the way to his grandmother’s house in the countryside, Liam’s father did not notice the man standing motionless in the middle of the road. Just as he did he jammed the brakes and lost control of the car and the car flipped, tumbling three or times before it landed upside down. As Liam looked around he immediately thought of his sister and pleaded for his mother and father to get out of the car and help his now motionless sister. His mother managed to get out just in time to see the truck slam into the car.
Liam awoke in what appeared to be a hospital. He tried to move but wasn’t able to. He tried screaming and pleading. But he couldn’t. He then noticed his father come into the room. Again he tried screaming and pleading, he wanted to ask what happened and where his sister was. But again, nothing came out of his mouth. He then realized that he was in a coma. Soon the months went on. Liam lost any semblance of time. He just watched as his friends visited him, watched as they soon got bored and irritated at him for not getting up. And after 4 months tell him that it would be better if he just died. But worst of all, he listened to his father as he explained that his mother and sister died.
Liam lost all hope after his father uttered those words. What felt like hours for Liam soon became years as each day droned on for what seemed like eternity. That was until a year later he came out of his coma. Till this day he is not sure why he did but in the end decided that fate wanted him to.
Notes:
Loves Video games and writing stories.
Is a major lover of medieval times and has the swords and skills to prove that. Liked to parkour before the accident, he may get into again at some point.
Loves all animals and hates to see when they are being bullied.
Knows how to speak Gaelic, Japanese, English.
Thinks that his sister's death was his fault as he was not strong enough to protect her and thus tries hard to "become stronger" so no one else under his care will die. |
44,316 | 1,210 | 27 | 2,732 | 5,726 | As the principal droned on and on about rules and regulations, Erion couldn't help but prop his chin on his fist and stare at the curtain behind the man, letting his words wash over him. It was the same at every school so why bother listening? His cut his eyes to the girl sitting next to him and sighed softly at seeing Estelle paying rapt attention to the man before them. Well, at least his twin was paying attention. All the more reason for Erion to zone out; he knew Estelle would give him a run-down on everything that was said. Erion let his eyes close and before he knew it, he felt a poke on his left cheek. He bolted upright, eyes wheeling around with the intent on finding the person who had touched him and introduce them to his fist. His gaze settled on Estelle who was smiling slightly at him. His head tilted as he gave her a questioning look. She rolled her eyes. Trust her brother to have not been paying attention. The assembly is over and everyone is heading to the Gym. The girl signed, book bag already over her shoulder. Erion sighed and nodded, standing and slinging his bag over his shoulder.
The twins followed behind everyone else, Erion placing a hand on Estelle's back and discreetly guiding her through the crowd. He knew how much her sightless left eye bothered her and how she disliked having to depend on him for guidance so she wouldn't bump into anyone but Erion was glad to help; he liked that his sister needed him for some things. They eventually reached the Gym and Erion guided Estelle over to a corner bleacher and sat down behind her. Estelle pulled out a book and flipped it open, leaning back against her brothers knees as she began to read. Erion put on his headphone and began playing some music, eyes roving over the people in the Gym. He noticed a few boys eyeing his twin, a few even plucking up to courage to head over. However, a quick glare from Erion had them swiftly changing their mind and heading across the Gym away from him.
A smirk crossed his face and he began nodding his head to his music. Before too long he noticed people were exiting the Gym and nudged his twin, pulling off his headphones. The girl tipped her head back, questioning look on her face. Erion jerked his chin at the other students. "Class time." Estelle nodded and tucked her book away. The two made their way to A-3 and took a seat in the back. | "If I never see you again please remember me the way I was before I was broken."
☾ Eyes ☽
Cyan
☾ Hair ☽
Cyan
☾ Height ☽
5'7
☾ Weight ☽
Around 140 lbs
☾ Nickname ☽
Eri. His twin is the only one allowed to call him that.
☾ Age ☽
16
☾ Gender ☽
Male
☾ Sexuality ☽
Bisexual
☾ Personality ☽
Erion is a cold, stoic, and arrogant person who shows little regard to the lives of those around him. He is, more often than not, willing to leave those who slow him down behind. Erion has a very inquiring mind when there is something he cares about, but at the same time, he has almost no tenacity of purpose. If he becomes interested in something else, he will arbitrarily turn his back on what he's doing. However, despite all of this, the one and only person he will show kindness to is his younger twin Estelle. He is fiercely protective of her and he will literally do anything to keep her safe. He loathes anyone touching Estelle and is very liable to break a few hands and bruise some jaws if need be.
「✓」
• Spending time with his sister
• Listening to music
• Playing his guitar
• Peace and quiet
• Seeing his twin smile
「✖」
• People
• Annoying people
• Bullies
• Weak people
• People talking to him
☾ Biography ☽
To say the twins were apart of a happy family would be stretching it a bit. They never knew their father, the man had left as soon as he found out the siblings's mother was pregnant. Their mother's parents disowned her and she was left to raise them by herself, her own sister turning her back on her.. She tried her best, working three jobs. The twin's helped out where they could, staying out of their mother's way and not making a mess. Despite their mother's best efforts Erion and Estelle were forced to take care of themselves sometimes. When they turned 10, their mother meet another man. It was no surprise that their mother soon married him, lured in by his money. However, not too after their step-father John soon began showing his colors. He ordered their mother around and turned to drinking. When he grew angry he targeted Estelle, the girl being the weakest one in the family. Erion desperately tried to protect his twin but there was only so much he could do and so he felt helpless when Estelle stopped talking one day after particularly brutal verbal abuse courtesy of John. Erion tried everything to get Estelle to talk but the girl was sent into panic attacks when someone tried to force her to talk. Erion, not knowing what else to do, started learning sign language with Estelle to help his sister. Estelle's muteness seemed to only incite John's anger all the more. When the twins were sixteen, John was particularly drunk and turned his rage onto Estelle. After almost beating the girl unconscious, Erion jumped in and it was John's turn to defend himself. The police soon arrived, their mother having placed the call. The twin's mother, who had turned a blind eye to the beatings done by John and even defended the man, had the twins shipped off to their aunt's where they would start a new school.
☾ Habits ☽
Twirling a pen/pencil between his fingers when he is deep in thought or thinking.
☾ Fears ☽
Not being able to protect his sister | Loosing his sister.
☾ Other ☽
He hates dogs but absolutely adores cats. He will never admit it though and Estelle is sworn to secrecy.
"I can't give you back the things you had but you don't have to do this on your own and even if you're never coming home, you're not alone"
☯ Eyes ☯
Cyan
☯ Hair ☯
Cyan
☯ Height ☯
4'7
☯ Weight ☯
Around 90 lbs
☯ Nickname ☯
Her name means Little Star and that's what Erion calls her.
☯ Age ☯
16
☯ Gender ☯
Female
☯ Sexuality ☯
Straight
☯ Personality ☯
Estelle normally fades into the background. She is the kind of person who prefers to take the pictures, not be in them. She is usually a very passive and kind person. Being as sensitive as she is, she does not like violence and tries to avoid any and all conflict. She is an easy-going person and very agreeable. She tends to blurt a lot of things out without realizing it or thinking about her words. Estelle also gets embarrassed and flustered way too easily; often blushing and hiding her face. She is somewhat of a klutz, managing to trip over her own feet more often than not. However, she can be very stubborn if she feels like it. She also puts others needs before her own and in most cases she reacts without thinking of her own well-being: if someone is being hurt, Estelle will immediately try and protect them with any means possible without even considering herself.
A decent cook, Estelle is wary around knifes from the time she almost took her thumb off when chopping vegetables for dinner. She is a night owl and not much of a morning person. She can be very OCD when it comes to certain things. Having never had a boyfriend or even kissed a member of the opposite sex before, she is painfully clueless about the romance world (Erion may have helped a bit in keeping the boys away though Estelle is non the wiser). She is also considered a book worm and is normally seen curled up in a corner with her nose stuck in a book.
「✓」
• Drawing
• Reading
• Playing the violin
• Animals
「✖」
• Bugs
• Bullies
• Mean people
• Thunderstorms
• Being grabbed suddenly
☯ Biography ☯
*Read Erion's*
☯ Habits ☯
She tends to bite her lip when she is nervous or flustered and her fingers tend to fidget with whatever is close at the time, Estelle sometimes not even realizing what she is doing. As well, if she is startled she latches onto whomever or whatever is closet at the time.
☯ Fears ☯
~ Loud noises
~ Darkness
~ Tight or small spaces
~ Being alone
☯ Other ☯
Estelle is blind in her left eye though most people are not able to tell. Estelle is also mute. She can speak but only Erion knows why she doesn't want to.
Suffers from panic and anxiety attacks. Also has nightmares. |
44,317 | 1,210 | 28 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
NO SHE IS NOT AFRAID OF ONE OF THE TWINS | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,318 | 1,210 | 29 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
Jiro jerked his head back, almost looking his balance, when she bent over forcing his eyes to meet hers. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of brown. He didn't know how to respond, but she said bye since class was starting. He thought about what just transpired and how strange it was. "So a girl, her name was Nayu I believe, walked up to be, disregarding my entire appearance, ask if I was the one being bullied and thought I was nice... I have never experienced that ever since the accident. She looks pretty too, and completely innocent." He thought to himself.
He was handed a packet which broke his train of thought. He flipped through it and at first he thought this was a joke giving problems that a 1st grader could answer, but as he continued he found that it got harder to.the point where he would be surprised if anyone understood it. He read most of the school text books so he understood the concept and did a few problems to check, but after he started to tear the packet page by page, making paper airplanes out of it, every time a different kind of airplane. He looked at the teacher and was genuinely surprised that no-one has fired him, or even allowed him to work here.
He though about visiting Nayu, but he didn't know what to even say so that was out. Not much was going on at the moment Simon was up to his usual tricks, disregarding his presence on the outside at the very least and everyone else was just chatting. He was about to pull out a book when his sixth sense kicked in and he felt, or rather, heard trouble brewing near the back where it sounded like the "rich bitch" and the "lame loser" where having a go at each other. He gave a big smile and slyly walked over there to spectate them and just maybe learn there names. Although he knew he would be amused he was a tad concerned it might get out of hand, since the teacher was in a different world thanks to that device of his.
(Sorry for any misspellings I didn't get the time to check it over) | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,319 | 1,210 | 30 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
I TAKE AWAY ALL OF THISSSSS | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,320 | 1,210 | 31 | 2,641 | 474 | Rini had continued to sit in her seat, she had the perfect posture, an expressionless face, her notebook in front of her with a pen in her left hand. Yes, Rini was left handed when writing, although she can write with both of her hands, she prefers her left due to it feeling more comfortable. Her scarf proceeded to be over her mouth, she stayed as quiet as ever, this is the way she has and always will be around everyone. She looked over towards the door to see a man walk into the room, she suspected that he might have been the teacher of the class, which he actually was. What she wasn't suspecting was for this teacher to be casual and informal, just kicking his feet back on the desk and playing on his video game console. Rini looked at the packet in front of her, before turning behind her and silently giving the person behind herself the other packets for the students behind her.
Rini had a quick flick through all of the work in the package, showing no signs of anger, happiness, sadness, or even confusion in that matter. She then placed the packet back down on the desk, ready to start on the front page. But then she noticed a small notebook on her desk which wasn't hers, she read the message on it as Kyoichi had asked her name. She started to write on the book with very neat handwriting, putting her full name on it. "Rini Morinaga." It had wrote.
Simon had awaited a response from the lovely girl, he got her name, but got something else along with it. He was a bit surprised but it, but he took a quick look at the girls who had been glaring at her, looking back at the girl he responded to her question. "Beautiful name Nayu, and no I am not a bully. I would never want to be that person to anyone, as they truly do not deserve this. I'm here to bring happiness to every single person sitting in this room." Simon responded to Nayu, a smile on his face with was really calm. He turned to Jiro who was defending him, which brought the sense of friendship to Simon, he knew that the two of them would potentially be great friends. Simon took a look in front of him at the teacher who just walked in, he watched the girls around him scurry off to their own seats and even to their own classrooms!
Simon listened to the introduction of the teacher, the teacher seemed to come off as not caring that much, until he would offer to help if anyone has problems. But he quickly noticed that the teacher had taken out his video game console and sat his feet up on the desk, it annoyed him slightly, but he let it pass. He watched as the packets were slowly being taken to the back, he looked to the one in front of him who seemed very nice to him, which brought him joy. He took a quick flick through the packet that he had received, it was a subject that he didn't particularly like, but he had to at least give it a shot. The girls had started to crowd around him again. He then looked in front of him at Liam, staring at the girl who was hanging over his desk. Confusion was on his face as he heard that he was calling the girl a bunch of names, he stood up from his seat because this could easily get out of hand.
He walked over to the two, hearing his fangirls squealing, calling him brave and such. Simon stood at the side of the desk staring at them both with a smile, before it dropped down slightly, but not in sadness or anger. "Can you two please not fight? The entire class may get very uncomfortable. Besides, you don't want to ruin your reputation Queen Bee." Simon had happily to the both of them, then giving somewhat of a smirk to to Manami before turning around and heading back to his seat. "Simon is so brave!~" A girl had squealed at him, he gave the girl a wink as they blushed wildly, he sat back down in his chair starting to work on the worksheet. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,321 | 1,210 | 32 | 1,231 | 722 | Staring at the man that is supposed to be their instructor, Kyoichi did nothing but shake his head lightly and chuckle. This man, looking rather relaxed and carefree, passed out a packet and basically told them to do it themselves and to ask him if they had any questions.
Well... It is not as if Kyoichi is any good at math, but he isn't bad either. He should be fine, he thought to himself.
Looking at the notebook he had passed to Rini, he read what he got back from his message. Chuckling lightly, he scribbled something else down and passed it back to Rini.
"Well, nice to meet you Rini... You don't talk much do you?..." He passed the notebook back with a small smirk | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,322 | 1,210 | 33 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
So annoying! They are beginning to hurt my ears. Nayu bit her lip as her eye twitched a bit. "Brave?" How was he so brave? For stopping a little argument? What was wrong with these girls? She leaned her head on one of her ears and stared at Simon. He was the cause of pretty much all of the loudness in the room. She didn't dislike it all the way since it was better than being alone and silent.
I don't like him. I want to like him, but I really can't. Her eyes were still locked onto him. She then let out a little sigh. These girls were beginning to go past a whole level of retardedness. What was so good about him? She looked him down and up. There were other guys that were definitely better.
One of her questions on her packet had her stumped at one point. Chemistry. She knew that she had studied it, but she just couldn't remember it. She then saw Jiro, who was making paper airplanes out of most of his papers. She looked down, however, and saw that he had already done the page that she was on. He was the only one that she had talked to in the class, other than Simon but, no. She stood up and bit her lip a little more, wincing. It was a surprise that she had even been able to be that outgoing and talking to someone new was too much of a hassle. She stood up and slowly walked over to his desk. Her cheeks were a little bit flushed since she was sort of embarrassed to talk to him after that outburst earlier. "A-awa a... help?" She pointed to the question and had the paper covering her face a little bit while her lip began to bleed. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,323 | 1,210 | 34 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
Jiro was extremely horrifically bored. All there was, was gossip one of the few things he hates, and people who were actually trying to work on the packet. He didn't feel too guilty about tearing up the packet since he hardly believe that the teacher actually made it in the first place. He buried his face within his arms, on the desk letting his fedora cover the back of his head and attempted to fall asleep.
He had just began to dose off when he heard "A-awa a... help?" He tilted his head up far enough to see who it was without letting his fedora fall. It took a few seconds to register who it was but when he realized it was Nayu he immediately sat up catching his hat before it hit the ground. He wiped his arm across his face getting rid of the drool that was on his face and placed his hat on his head.
"Help?" He questioned what she was asking until he registered her body and what she was pointing at. "O, um, well it's not that hard, I mean if you want I could show you how..."He replied back to her, gesturing to a seat beside him. "Idiot that's what she's asking of you, you don't need to repeat it." He thought to himself regretting what he just said. He noticed that her lip was bleeding and though it was an insignificant amount, he went ahead and said "Or maybe we should bring you down to the nurse or something to clean that lip of yours up. It's not like we're going to miss anything important." as he began to get up from his seat. He thought it was a great way to get away from this boring class for a least a little while. | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,324 | 1,210 | 35 | 2,641 | 474 | After she had passed back the notebook to Kyoichi, she had started to race through the work in front of her. She had already finished the first page due to the simple questions, so she had just flipped over to the second page, analyzing all of the information present on the page. Rini then proceeded onto the first question of the second page, writing down the formula first of all before figuring out the rest of the questions. She then heard a chuckle as she saw that the notebook had been passed to her again.
Rini looked up to see a small smirk being made my Kyoichi, before she looked down at the notebook. She blinked a couple of times before writing a response, her handwriting still as neat and tidy as always. "Guess so." Rini had replied simply before she handed the book back to Kyoichi, her facial expression having no signs of emotion like usual. She turned back to her work, trying to finish it as fast as she could. She wanted to sleep, she doesn't know why but it's always been something to her, but why?
"Hey Android! Racing through your work again?" A male had said to Rini, he had dark brown hair and green eyes, he had been grinning the entire time as he walked over to the desk. Rini showed no signs of expression, continuing to do her work before the male had slammed down on her desk. "Android! Stop ignoring me!" The male had yelled at her again, with Rini continuing to ignore the boy and do her work. Rini was used to this, this boy had bullied her since she was very young. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,325 | 1,210 | 36 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
She quickly covered her mouth and noticed that it was bleeding as well. "S-sorry. Y-yeah, thank yo-" She was cut off by boy in her class that had banged on a quiet looking girls desk. She turned her head quickly and her eyes narrowed. Ignorant and a fucking retard. This was no doubt that this was bullying. She walked over to him and leaned on her desk a little and stared at him. "Nee... why does she have to have trash like you talking to her? Can't you see that she's busy? She obviously doesn't have time for you, ok?" She grabs his collar and yanks his head to face hers directly. "Unless you want to get hurt?" She laughs a little bit. "Go.The Fuck.Away." Her hands begin to dig into his neck a little bit. He then scurries away quickly. Nayu was sent back to reality after a moment and she realized what she had done, but looked down at the girl who still looked as calm as ever. "Hehe. Sorry for jumping in." She nervously chuckles. "Bullying such a cute girl... How sad. You may not care, or maybe you do, but I definitely care, ok?" She puts on a little grin, forgetting that her lip was still bleeding a little bit.
Ehe... sorry I will probably recheck later | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,326 | 1,210 | 37 | 1,231 | 722 | Working through the problem, Kyoichi had really no issues with the questions at all. They were rather simple and straight forward. It would seem the instructor did not put too much thought into their assignment, or it is just the fact that he doesn't want to grade difficult ones and thats all. In any case, moments after that, Kyoichi noticed that his notebook had been passed back. Seeing the simple response, Kyoichi let out a small chuckle.
Before he could reply however, another boy approached their table. At first, Kyoichi paid him no attention. However, after he slammed his hands onto the table and started yelling at Rini, calling her Android and such, Kyoichi set his pen down. Before he could stand up, another girl stepped up to him, grabbing the boy by the neck and literally shoved him off. He looked up at the other girl, noticing the little blood she had on her lip. With a small smile, he handed her a tissue paper from his bag. Turning towards Rini once more, he gave her a genuine smile and wrote something down on the notebook again.
"It seems like you're pretty good at math... Me? I'm bad at it. I'll need some help, think you can teach me later?" | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,327 | 1,210 | 38 | 2,065 | 3,584 | She looked down and saw that someone was offering her a tissue. "A-ah oh yeah... Thank you" She smiled as she took it from his hand. She put the tissue on her lip and headed back to Jiro. "lets go?" She put on sweet smile on face, hoping he didn't really see any of that.
Can it be this short? Nothing much to say yet. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,328 | 1,210 | 39 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Both Jiro and Nayu noticed the boy yelling at Rini calling her a android. An android, of all things why a android?" One of the things he could never, oddly enough since he found people fighting amusing, was bullying. He found it cowardly to pick on the weak and thought the strong should protect and not neglect or abuse them.
He was about to walk over and give a nice little chat with the boy when by his surprise Nayu walked over and took care of it. She was a lot more physical than he would usually be but he really never had to be with his appearance. After the boy scurried away, a different boy handed her a tissue. She walked back to Jiro and said "lets go?" He replied pretending like it didn't happen "Um, ok."
He lead the way out of the classroom checking over his shoulder to see if the teacher even noticed, which he didn't. He gestured to the right saying "I think I saw the nurses office this way." They walked side by side in silence for few minutes. He tried sneaking a glance at Nayus body. She was about average height now that she was standing, in fact she was probably average in every way physical. He quickly looked the opposite direction of Nayu trying to think of what to make conversation of, hoping she didn't notice though he didn't know why he felt embarrassed to look at her...
(Sorry for any misspellings, I didn't look it over and I got Christmas breakfast, lunch, and dinner cooking D: ) | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,329 | 1,210 | 40 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
She had noticed him glancing at her a few times. Uwaaa, he probably thought I was weird for getting all violent before. She had noticed how awkward he looked with her and had assumed it was hatred or disgust. It would probably end up just like elementary and middle school. Alone.
Her hands were fidgeting with each other as she walked. She really didn't want to be hated by people, especially by her first friend on the very first day of school. She was used to being violent and had thought that she could keep it on low since it was the first day. She stopped abruptly and tugged on the back of his shirt a little bit. "U-um... I'm s-sorry about before..." Her mouth was sort of being covered by her hand, with her cardigan sleeves pulled up, only one or two fingers visible. She paused for a while but began to continue. "I-I really don't want you to hate me on th-the first day. I mean, it's just that my hands move on their own. I don't want you to think I'm d-disgusting or something..." Her voice was kind of shaking and she looked down a little bit and hoped that he would reply quickly. She was ready to be hated though she didn't want to be. She bit down on her lip, ignoring the fact that it was already wounded. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,330 | 1,210 | 41 | 2,641 | 474 | Rini had continued to ignore the bully in front of her, but then she heard footsteps to her left, she looked up slightly to see a girl had started to tell off the boy in front of her. She looked up at them blankly, the boy had a really pissed off face as he grinned towards the girl. "How about you? What could your name be-" The boy had grinned at the girl, before he was grabbed by the collar and pulled close towards Nayu. his eyes were wide at this point as fear was present throughout his entire body. "Okay okay! Fine then!" The boy had ran off from them, a hand around his neck from where the pain was.
Rini simply watched all of that happened, not making a single sound, and not producing a single emotion. She heard the reason why this girl wanted to 'help' her, she simply pulled her scarf back up before speaking to the girl. "There was no need. I thank you for your efforts nonetheless." Rini said to the girl, before looking back down slightly to her work. Rini was one to finish her work quickly, but then saw that the notebook was once again slid back to her.
Rini read the notebook, before starting to write back on it, using her neat handwriting once again. Sure. Rini had done the shortest sentence yet, but she got back to her work and raced through it like a cheetah. It was due tomorrow, but Rini didn't know why she wanted to fix it so quickly. In no time to finished the second page, before flipping over to the third, she took a glance towards the door at the two students leaving.
Cute... what is cute...? Rini had thought to herself, before turning back to her work. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,331 | 1,210 | 42 | 1,149 | 1,303 | He was still a little lost in thought when she suddenly stopped and tugged on he's sleeve. He looked over and she acting all shy, which he found adorable and rare since very few girls weren't scared of him. He blushed a little but his mood change suddenly when he hear what she had to say. He turn around and looked her in the eyes with a very sincere face and voice.
"Please, how can anyone think your disgusting? I was going to do a similar thing, before you walked over there. I mean for me I simply look menacing enough so it's not so hard to scare someone off for me, in fact it happens all the time, most of the time when I'm not trying. I'm usually lonely thanks to this and not many people give me a chance, but when they do most find I'm quite different from what I appear to be. I mean I find you.......FUCK."
He gave his little speech grabbing her two hands. He said this with heart and ment every word of it. He broke to wet his mouth when he had the taste of metal in his mouth. His eyes slowly became wide and he felt a shot of adrenalin kick in. He yelled the cuss word and grabbed Nayu's hand and sprinted down the hallway, both the few teachers and students that were in the hallway moved out of his way. His thoughts were racing, ignoring what anyone thought or said.
He saw the nurses room ahead and was almost at the door when remembered or rather didn't remember taking his medication which he was usually very good at. He was reaching for the knob before his eyes rolled back and his body went limp including the grasp on Nayu's hand. His chin nailed the floor and his teeth cut his tongue on impact. He began flailing around thrashing his arms and legs uncontrollably which let a few bands, including the metal ID band, fly off. After about 10 seconds which seemed like eternity for most people, he went into the fetal position squeezing his muscles as tightly as possible. After about 5 seconds of that his muscles relaxed and he returned semi-conscious. He tried get to but it was like his legs couldn't support any weight and his vision was blurred. He tried wiping off whatever liquid was on his face which only smeared the blood. The only thing on his mind was trying to get up.
(If you have any questions about what to do feel free to ask.) | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,332 | 1,210 | 43 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
She smiled and was about to say something when he surprised her by cursing. All of a sudden, he grabbed her hand and began running down the hall to the nurses office. Her eyes went wide when he fell to the ground, hitting the floor with a loud impact. He began to have a seizure.
"O-oh no..." She loosened all clothing near his neck and waist, not that he actually followed the dress code very much. She then tilted his body over the side and began to clear his mouth of all the vomit, blood, and saliva to make it so that he could breathe better. She held his body a little "Shhh... it's okay" while she fumbled her pocket and found her phone. She then dialed 911 "Hello? My friend is having a seizure right now. Aosora high school, second floor, near the nurses office. Please come soon." Tears began to fall down her face as she held him and attempted to calm him down. She picked him up and put him onto the nurses bed hoping that help would come quickly, she only knew so much about how to help someone having a seizure. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,333 | 1,210 | 44 | 1,306 | 383 | Manami was shocked to the point where it showed on her face, but she wasn't shocked at what he had said. Instead was shocked that he was brave enough to say anything at all. Brave wasn't the right word to use for what he had done, but it sure did fit in the moment. Simons queen bee comment was the cherry on top of the whole fiasco, so instead of feeling butt-hurt Manami chuckled as she stood straight up to place her hand on her hip while looking at Simon. "Queen bee? Me?" she continued to chuckle at the fact that others had given her that title. "I'm simply a girl who doesn't feed ugly ducklings lies." she said as she looked back to the boy who had insulted her an infinite amount of times. "My peanut-sized brain came to ask you your name," then leaned in to whisper something in his ear "Or do you just want me to call you baka? I can do either."
Of course she was a bit hurt that someone was honest, but she was also glad that someone wasn't as quick to lie to her like many of the useless students at this school. She could almost say it was admiration, but she wouldn't let him have the honor of making her feel that way just yet. | Dropped |
44,334 | 1,210 | 45 | 757 | 266 | Liam stopped doing his work and looked up at Manami and was rather taken aback by the expression on her face, although he did not show it. Carter assumed that she would be able to take his insults towards her but to him her face said otherwise. Maybe she hasn’t had anyone tell her the truth before. Or maybe this is part of an act cause she’s surrounded by a group of fellow students and she may just want to try to manipulate them and turn them against me. He thought as he looked at her with a harsh gaze.
Just as he did the short silence was broken when the Simon came up to his desk and confronted them telling them to basically stop fighting. That was all Carter heard before he softened his attitude and took a deep sigh. Just as he did he felt Manami’s breath in his ear as she whispered that she came over to the desk to ask for his name, unless he would prefer if she called him baka. Liam gulped hard as she pulled away from his ear.
Ju-Just give me a moment. He said in English as he got up from his desk and pushed his way to the front of Simon’s desk. I would like to apologize for the racket I caused a few seconds ago and if I caused you any inconvenience by doing so. I do hope this does not sour our possible future relationship as friends and I do sincerely hope that I get to know you better as the year progresses. He said bowing deeply in front of Simon before giving him a quick smile and walking back towards Manami. Those who heard Liam spew insults at Manami in Japanese were quite shocked, and some of the girls even let out a slight surprised gasp, by the way he spoke English. With Japanese, Carter spoke with a rather gruff accent and talked like he just got out of bed whereas with English he spoke like he was talking to the queen with a deep Irish/English accent.
As he approached his desk, instead of sitting down he went right up to Manami and gave a short sigh. Okay look I know we got off on the wrong foot but I am an avid believer in second chances so why don’t we start over?. However I am going to warn you just this once that if I catch you try to act like you’re above me or anyone else, I will kick you off that imaginary pedestal of yours and bring you back down to earth. He said reverting back to japanese as he looked her straight in the eyes with an intense stare before finally softening up and smiling.
Hello I am Carter, Liam Carter. It is a pleasure to meet you and I do hope that we get to know each other better as the year’s progress. He said sticking his hand out for a handshake. | Name: Liam Carter
Age: 15
Year level: Year 9
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Club (if any): N/A
Disabilities (if any): Major Scarring over his body and a rather grotesque, still healing scar over the right side of his face spanning from the top of his temple down to the cheek. Has PTSD due to the events of what happened.
Job/occupation (if any): N/A
Appearance:
Height: 6'0
Weight: 64 kg
Personality: Shy, somewhat mysterious. Tries to avoid any conversation with other people. If you are lucky enough to be his friend he is very protective of you and will go to any lengths to ensure that you are happy.......a weakness that was exploited once, but one that Liam does not realize he has. Is never one to back down from a fight and will instantly start attacking someone if they are seen bullying someone else.
Backstory: Born to an Irish Father and a Japanese mother in Dublin, Liam always had a rather happy life. The oldest child in the family, He always had a natural urge to protect his family and those he cared for, specifically his little sister. That was especially the case when at the age of five the family moved to Japan. Although it took some time to adjust to the new life, eventually Liam fit right in. Liam was never one for having too many friends, considering the friends he did have to be family. Soon the once happy go lucky Liam would change. On his sisters birthday, the family went on a road trip to their grandmothers house.
By this time Liam had reached the age of 14 and was shaping up to be a bright individual.With a knack for languages and his studies. On the way to his grandmother’s house in the countryside, Liam’s father did not notice the man standing motionless in the middle of the road. Just as he did he jammed the brakes and lost control of the car and the car flipped, tumbling three or times before it landed upside down. As Liam looked around he immediately thought of his sister and pleaded for his mother and father to get out of the car and help his now motionless sister. His mother managed to get out just in time to see the truck slam into the car.
Liam awoke in what appeared to be a hospital. He tried to move but wasn’t able to. He tried screaming and pleading. But he couldn’t. He then noticed his father come into the room. Again he tried screaming and pleading, he wanted to ask what happened and where his sister was. But again, nothing came out of his mouth. He then realized that he was in a coma. Soon the months went on. Liam lost any semblance of time. He just watched as his friends visited him, watched as they soon got bored and irritated at him for not getting up. And after 4 months tell him that it would be better if he just died. But worst of all, he listened to his father as he explained that his mother and sister died.
Liam lost all hope after his father uttered those words. What felt like hours for Liam soon became years as each day droned on for what seemed like eternity. That was until a year later he came out of his coma. Till this day he is not sure why he did but in the end decided that fate wanted him to.
Notes:
Loves Video games and writing stories.
Is a major lover of medieval times and has the swords and skills to prove that. Liked to parkour before the accident, he may get into again at some point.
Loves all animals and hates to see when they are being bullied.
Knows how to speak Gaelic, Japanese, English.
Thinks that his sister's death was his fault as he was not strong enough to protect her and thus tries hard to "become stronger" so no one else under his care will die. |
44,335 | 1,210 | 46 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
Jiro started to move and finally his thoughts were clear and tried to help whoever it was move him to a bed in the nurses office. He was breathing heavily and just wanted to go to sleep but he knew that it was the last thing he should do. His eyes began to focus and saw Nayu on the edge of the bed crying in front of him. "Yep you nailed in Jiro, you just made a the only person that actually thought you were nice off the bat, cry." he thought to himself felling guilty even though there wasn't much he could have done.
His body ached and his tongue hurts but he sat up anyway to talk to Nayu. "Hey, there's no need for tears, this happens all the time, more or less. I have epilepsy so...yea. He said sorta just ending since there wasn't much to say about that. He looked at the time and put on a smile and asked "I shouldn't move very much now and my body aches, but you can fix one of the aches if you wanna run down and grab are lunches."
John
John was on the 6th gym leader, Skyla, in pokemon black 2. He was currently beating the hell out of her pokemon with his zebstrika. He just repeated the same two moves, charge which boosted his second attack and then spark which now dealt twice the damage, was super effective against her pokemon, and had a chance to paralyze the enemy if it survived. It also help his Pokemon were level 40 when the gym was only level 30. Just as he finished off the gym leader the bell rang for lunch.
He grabbed his clipboard and his Ramon noodles and started heading to the teachers lounge to heat them up. He looked around the class real quick to see who was doing what during the first half of school. He notice that two students seemed to be missing and start to panic a little since it was the first day and he didn't want to get in trouble, even though he was asking for it. He re-read the roster and picked out the two who were missing. He was walked to the largest group, which was Simon and the girls, and looked back at his clipboard before saying "Hey there, Simon, do you know where, Jiro, and, Nayu, went? There not in the classroom and I assume they weren't for a good period of time during class. I sorta don't wanna be yelled at the first day so if you know anything that would help." | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,336 | 1,210 | 47 | 1,231 | 722 | Turning over the page, Kyoichi continued on with his problems. It seems as if the teacher planned it so they would have just enough problems to do during their class period. Nevertheless, Kyoichi pushed on.
When the boy that heckled Rini left, Kyoichi noticed that Rini had answered his previous note. It was short, but it was a positive answer.
"Its settled then, let get coffee after school before the mandatory curfew and you can help me. Sounds good?"
He wrote on the notebook before passing it back. After he did, he looked up and scanned the classroom. Seeing all the other students that were present during the opening ceremony, it seems nothing was adrift... | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,337 | 1,210 | 48 | 2,641 | 474 | Simon had heard the small comment by Manami on the way back to his seat, it had simply made him chuckle slightly. Simon was interested in how this girl behaved, if she wasn't Queen Bee, then what was she really? Simon had to figure that out for himself that much was for sure. Simon had sat back down in his seat, taking a quick glance back at Manami with a smile before looking to all of the girls that were surrounding his desk once again. "My Lady, there is no need for us to kiss under the stars." Simon said to the girl he was looking at, then giving her a wink before looking to the front of his desk, seeing the friendly boy from earlier.
Simon listened to the boy apologize to him, he simply smiled at him when Carter smiled as well. "It's no problem my friend, just be careful." Simon said to Carter as he bowed in apology, Simon waved to him with a smile as Carter walked back towards his desk. The period continued onwards as Simon multi tasked, doing both of his work and communicating with the girls to keep them happy. Simon kept on hearing the girls scream his name, eventually giving him the nickname Mr Heartthrob.
Eventually the bell went, directing everyone to go have some lunch. He stood up as he noticed that the teacher was starting to walk towards him, he gave the teacher a soft smile before he was asked where Jiro and Nayu had gone. "Glad you asked, I was getting worried about those two myself. I believe they were going to the infirmary due to Nayu's bleeding lip." Simon said as he made several hand gestures to show how worried he was for the two of them. He saw some of the girls head off with their friends to lunch.
In the corner of his eye, he could see Rini, his cousin.
Rini had raced through her work like a cheetah once again, it seemed like in no time she had finished all of her work. She had finished the question on the last page, before looking over to see that the notebook had been slid to her once again. As Rini read the message that was given to her, the bell had rung, students rushing out to get some food. She looked back up to Kyoichi and nodded before standing up and getting out of her seat, she tucked her chair into the desk before folding the package correctly back to the front page.
Rini then picked up her pen quickly and wrote her name on the front page, then doing the same for the rest. She took a quick glance to the teacher walking towards her cousin, before following him with the papers in her hand. She pushed up her scarf before poking the teacher in the arm to grab his attention. The way she poked at the teacher wasn't hard, but it wasn't really soft either. It was a combination of the two in one. She continued to peer up at him with her blue/grey eyes. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,338 | 1,210 | 49 | 1,306 | 383 | Manami stared at the guy for a second wondering how he could turn from rude to completely nice in the blink of an eye. In all honesty she could do the same, but that's something that she normally does in the situations she ends up in.
"Liam," she murmured to herself in an optimistic tone. "You want to get to know me...?"
Manami suddenly snorted as she slapped Liams hand away. "I don't want to get to know you, baka." she flipped her hair off of her shoulder, and then grabbed his work off of his desk to put it in his face. "If you get all of these right then, and only then will I even remotely think of getting to know you." Manami then slammed the work back on his desk. She smirked as she stared at a possible friend candidate. That is, if he can actually do the packet right.
"Thank you for apologizing by the way. I didn't feel like doing it myself." Manami grinned at him in a smug manner.
In no way was she expecting to become friends with anyone, especially someone like Liam. Sadly, he wasn't someone anyone could push around easily either, so she'd have to find other ways like what she was doing at this very minute to be able to tick him off. Even then she didn't know if she could tick him off, but she had to try to get him to fall off of the possible "friendship' boat. | Dropped |
44,339 | 1,210 | 50 | 757 | 266 | Wow, I might just actually make a friend here. Sure she is a bit stuck up but hey that doesn’t re- Liam thought as she slapped his hand away and told him to pass every single exercise in the pamphlet. Back to square one He sighed as he proceeded to take a seat at his desk and focused on the pamphlet. He somehow managed to get through eighty percent of the pamphlet prior to their conversation so he decided to complete it despite the fact the lunch bell already rang two minutes earlier. As he finished it he looked it over again he gave another deep sigh. Why the hell am I doing this? And for a girl who acts like life owes her something for her existence.
All this life owes any of us is suffering and death Liam said aloud as he got up and walked over to Manami desk’s and threw the pamphlet on her desk. You be the judge of whether or not you “want to even think about getting to know me” I couldn’t give a rats ass about who you want to get to know or not. If you want to get to know me fine, if not I can’t really say I would feel hurt about it. But if you would rather have an academically smart “friend” who would do nothing but lick your ass all day than someone who would tell you the truth and would like you for who you are rather than what you have, than I would rather not know you at all. He said before moving towards the door. Oh and I’ll be on the roof should you want to seek me out. He said with a smile before walking out of the classroom.
That woman….She’s stuck up, snobby and borderline bully. But there’s something about that makes me want to…to……
Save her? Fix her? Maybe both?
Liam suddenly tensed as he heard her voice. The voice that brought him so much joy. The voice that, at one point, was the only motivation he needed to keep going. The voice of his sister.
Do you honestly think YOU can help her? Baka you could not even help me…. What more that stupid girl?
Not now
Ooh hit a little to home did I? Maybe I should stick to the answers you can deal with. Why did you let me die? Surely if you are strong enough to stand up to that little bitch you could’ve saved me right? Right?!
Y-you know I couldn’t do anything sis
BULLSHIT!!! She said now appearing in front of Liam. She stood there, with blood pouring down all over her. Her left arm looked like a child’s broken plastic toy, bending and twisting in ways he couldn’t even comprehend. Her left eye was closed and Liam could see her ribs poking out of her stomach. He slowly averted his gaze in disgust as tears slowly started to appear on his face.
LOOK AT ME YOU COWARDLY SHIT YOU She snapped as she started to limp towards him
WHY DIDN’T YOU SAVE ME ONEE-CHAN?! I COULD STILL BE ALIVE HAD YOU SAVED ME! BUT INSTEAD YOU WERE TOO WEAK TO EVEN PULL OFF YOUR OWN FUCKING SEATBEALT. She said finally standing in front of him.
No
YES!
NO!! Liam shouted now having a full blown conversation with the air. Thankfully he was away from anyone that could’ve heard him.
Yes. What’s the point of being alive if you can’t help those around you? Dad said that once didn’t he?
Stop……Please…… Liam whimpered as the tears began streaming down his cheeks as he buried his face in his hands as he now was reliving the event with the commentary of his dead sister.
Stop telling you the truth? C’mon we both know you could have saved me…but you did not… why the hell are you even fucking alive? You should be dead. You know what I am going to give you some good advice I think you should heed. Go and jump off the roof of this scho-
LEAVE ME ALONE!!! He screamed once more banging his fist against a wall.
Hmph. Look at you, a pathetic mess is what you are. You really are a pitiful slob. I’ll leave you out of pity…..but never forget what you couldn’t do. Or I’ll be back…… She said in the most monotone voice before going into a high pitched girl voice.
See ya Tonight ONEEEE CHAN! She said as she limped away around the corner, leaving Liam crying at the bottom of the stairs that led to the roof. Liam darted up those stairs and out onto the roof, noticing what appeared to be a small lunch table.
He walked over there and put his backpack on the table and sat down. A slowly wiped the tears off his eyes and pulled out a packed sandwich, notebook, a spectacles case and pencil from his backpack and begun to write whilst wiping tears off his face. | Name: Liam Carter
Age: 15
Year level: Year 9
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Club (if any): N/A
Disabilities (if any): Major Scarring over his body and a rather grotesque, still healing scar over the right side of his face spanning from the top of his temple down to the cheek. Has PTSD due to the events of what happened.
Job/occupation (if any): N/A
Appearance:
Height: 6'0
Weight: 64 kg
Personality: Shy, somewhat mysterious. Tries to avoid any conversation with other people. If you are lucky enough to be his friend he is very protective of you and will go to any lengths to ensure that you are happy.......a weakness that was exploited once, but one that Liam does not realize he has. Is never one to back down from a fight and will instantly start attacking someone if they are seen bullying someone else.
Backstory: Born to an Irish Father and a Japanese mother in Dublin, Liam always had a rather happy life. The oldest child in the family, He always had a natural urge to protect his family and those he cared for, specifically his little sister. That was especially the case when at the age of five the family moved to Japan. Although it took some time to adjust to the new life, eventually Liam fit right in. Liam was never one for having too many friends, considering the friends he did have to be family. Soon the once happy go lucky Liam would change. On his sisters birthday, the family went on a road trip to their grandmothers house.
By this time Liam had reached the age of 14 and was shaping up to be a bright individual.With a knack for languages and his studies. On the way to his grandmother’s house in the countryside, Liam’s father did not notice the man standing motionless in the middle of the road. Just as he did he jammed the brakes and lost control of the car and the car flipped, tumbling three or times before it landed upside down. As Liam looked around he immediately thought of his sister and pleaded for his mother and father to get out of the car and help his now motionless sister. His mother managed to get out just in time to see the truck slam into the car.
Liam awoke in what appeared to be a hospital. He tried to move but wasn’t able to. He tried screaming and pleading. But he couldn’t. He then noticed his father come into the room. Again he tried screaming and pleading, he wanted to ask what happened and where his sister was. But again, nothing came out of his mouth. He then realized that he was in a coma. Soon the months went on. Liam lost any semblance of time. He just watched as his friends visited him, watched as they soon got bored and irritated at him for not getting up. And after 4 months tell him that it would be better if he just died. But worst of all, he listened to his father as he explained that his mother and sister died.
Liam lost all hope after his father uttered those words. What felt like hours for Liam soon became years as each day droned on for what seemed like eternity. That was until a year later he came out of his coma. Till this day he is not sure why he did but in the end decided that fate wanted him to.
Notes:
Loves Video games and writing stories.
Is a major lover of medieval times and has the swords and skills to prove that. Liked to parkour before the accident, he may get into again at some point.
Loves all animals and hates to see when they are being bullied.
Knows how to speak Gaelic, Japanese, English.
Thinks that his sister's death was his fault as he was not strong enough to protect her and thus tries hard to "become stronger" so no one else under his care will die. |
44,340 | 1,210 | 51 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
"Y-you're fine? O-ok if you say so. Ah yes, food" Her face brightened when it finally sank in that he was fine. She wiped away some of her tears and began to get up. "I'll be right back" As she walked through the hall she couldn't help but shudder and try to shake off the feeling that she just had. She wanted to hurt him.
His pained face would probably look just like- No! I mustn't think that way. I'm sorry Jiro... A tear welled up once again and she rushed to wipe it off before it fell onto the ground. She didn't want to be like this. She shook her head off and slowly opened the class door to grab her lunch. She didn't notice the teacher looking around and ran out since she was in a hurry. She grabbed her lunch and ran out of the room back to the nurses office. "Here you go" She handed him the sandwhich and waited for him to begin eating to hear his opinion on the food. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,341 | 1,210 | 52 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
Nayu left the room leaving a few moments of perfect silence in the air. He looked around wondering where the nurse was, not that it would matter. The few minutes seemed twice as long, which was strange to him. He would usually pull out a book or something but he didn't have anything since he left it all back in the room. After awhile of watching the seconds tick by on the clock Nayu came back into the room with both of there lunches.
She place his on the side just out of his reach and gave him a sandwich from her lunch. As he took it he looked up and said with a semi-disappointed smile "Um, ok. I guess I'll try a bite..." He broke off a piece not knowing whether she had more or not and popped it into his mouth. It tasted like sand paper to him, while also tasting plain and boring, though it was just a ordinary sandwich. He was use to his own cooking which made her meal look like garbage, not that he was going to tell her that. After swallowing he replied "It's good, if you want you can have some of mine..."
Today he brought for lunch some pulled pork, which was part of the 4 pounds of pork he smoked for 48 hours over the weekend. It was mixed with his own barbeque sauce that had a nice sweet and spice kick to it. This was in a separate container next to the chaplain roll the was cut in half and slightly crisp. For the side he had pineapple casserole, which was pineapple and shredded cheese mixed together with flour, super, and pineapple jucie, topped with crushed Ritz crackers that were covered in butter and cooked in the oven to perfection. The other side was a simple fruit salad that was cut and placed to make it look like artwork. For a drink he was planning to buy a drink from one of the machines he saw around the school, of which he preferred coke or water. | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,342 | 1,210 | 53 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
She frowned when she saw his response. She didn't expect much since she knew her cooking wasn't the best since she only spent about 3 minutes on her meal before getting on the train to school and usually just ate cup ramen for dinner and nothing for breakfast. Once she saw his lunch, her eyes automatically went wide. It looked like a perfect meal, something her father would make her before. Her face went dark for a second as was reminded that the most recent "father" she had was her step-father. She looked up quickly, hoping he didn't realise her sudden change and put on a smile "Uwaaa~ It looks great! I haven't seen a meal this good in a while. I think I will take you up on that offer." She slowly picked up the sandwich and took a bite and all after her moment of pure bliss died out, she wanted to cry. The meal tasted like her fathers way too much. Something that he could make and something she would think about when she was with her step-father. She dropped the sandwich and began to cough, some blood came out and she fell to the ground. She began scattering around, looking for a place to hide. She could see him smiling before her but in an instant everything was gone and she was back in the nurses room with her friend. "H-he's not here? R-right?" Her voice was shaking before she stepped into full reality and shook her head off. She got up as fast as she could."T-that- I um-" She tried to think of something to say so that he forgets about that but nothing came to her mind. When she attempted to get back up, she realised that her legs were still shaking and she couldn't stand.
Why did that have to happen. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,343 | 1,210 | 54 | 1,306 | 383 | Manami snatched the pamphlet away from Liam as he made his way out. Who are you to give me only those two choices? As she looked over the pamphlet many of the questions were right which was a shock to her since she didn't believe he'd be able to do it, and at that get some of the questions right. As she got to the middle of the work she began to notice that he was getting some of the questions wrong, so she sighed as she figured out she demanded something impossible from someone who did his best to get them right. She knew he did what he could because it showed on how he tried to solve the problem as well as the crappy erasing to do the equation over again.
"I wonder..." Manami whispered to herself.
Flipping the paper back to the front she rolled it up then walked out of class since it was lunch time, and headed to the roof of the school. Why she was doing this was beyond her, but she nonetheless was heading up there to see what this guy had to offer. As she was walking from floor to floor Manami was questioning her motives as to what had made her get out of her seat, and go see Liam up on the roof. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't be able to come up with a clear reason as to why she was going to the roof, but figured something would come out once she was up there. Once she reached the stairs to the roof Manami stopped to actually get a hold of herself because she was going to do something out of the ordinary. This boy had nothing to do with her, and up until then she had no interest in getting to know anyone unless it was for her entertainment. She was about to head back when something caught her attention. She didn't know what it was, but knew that someone was already on the roof. Is that yelling? Because the rooftop door was closed she couldn't be able to make out what it was, but as soon as she had taken one step up the stairs everything became quiet again.
"Oh for goodness sake!" she rolled her eyes, and began stomping up the stairs to the rooftop. "He's doing this on purpose so I'll have the curiosity to go up, and check for myself what those noises were. Slick prick."
As she made it to the top Manami grabbed the handle to the door, pushed it down, and swung the door open. "I knew you were a baka," she yelled as she saw Liam sitting on a table with his head down. "but I didn't know you were THIS dumb!" | Dropped |
44,344 | 1,210 | 55 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
Jiro was mortified of what he just witnessed. Everything was in slow motion as the sandwich and the box fell and hit the ground. His sandwich he had spent a painstaking 48 hours on was now on the floor. On. The. Floor. All he could do was moan for he was at a loss of words. He thought about picking it up and eating it anyway, but not only were they in a public school they were in the nurses office were tons of sick people have been. He made a mental note to never let someone else handle his lunch again. Just when he was about to go into his sulking stage, Nayu grabbed his attention with a odd statement.
She seem to be shaking and he noticed a bit of blood on the ground. He would of assumed it was from her lip if it wasn't shaped like a splat and her lip already being scabbed. He looked at her and said "You ok? I didn't quite catch what you said, something about someone being here? Sorry I was a bit distracted since my lunch....." He turned his head and attention back to his lunch which was on the ground, with who knows what kind of dieses now infested in it. He tilted his head down and began to sulk one again. His lunch. On. The. Floor.
John
"The infirmary huh. Well at least I have a excuse if someone asked where they are." He thought to himself a bit relieved. He continued to the teachers lounge to cook his Ramon. He microwaved the hot water and poured himself some coffee. As he walked to a empty chair a few teachers glared at him, but he didn't even notice them, nor would he have cared. He took a few sips of his coffee when he heard sirens in the distance. He ignored them and continued to ignore them until they were right outside. What was odd is that they stayed there so he took a look though the window and saw paramedics rushing into the school towards the nurses office. "Well shit." He said before running to meet them at the nurses office. He wonder how the hell a bloody lip could turn into a ambulance trip. | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,345 | 1,210 | 56 | 2,065 | 3,584 | He didn't notice. He didn't notice? She felt extremely relieved before she realised what she had done. Her face turned cold as she thought about what to do. Money. Food costs money. Money! She got out her wallet which she conveniently carried around with her in a small bag that was around her and took out 50$. She shoved it in his hand and bent all the way over to bow. "I am so sorry!! P-please use that and get more ingredients or maybe buy another! I am really s-sorry" She got out a napkin and quickly wiped off any blood remaining but ended up smudging the blood all over her lips, making it look like she had a light red lipstick on her and backed up slowly.
"He's here" She heard some say from the back of her head and slammed straight into the wall behind her. She laughed lightly before rushing out and making her way to the classroom.
Fuck. She had forgotten all about the ambulance that she now had to deal with. She walked over to them and began to explain the situation. She was about to quietly leave before she saw the teacher. The teacher that looked exactly like a certain pedophile that she knew. "N-no... It's just the teacher, yeah, n-not the same"She knew that that wouldn't convince her from being afraid but hoped that she didn't see her trying to walk away quietly and quickly which proved hard since she was so shaken up. Trying to walk around him without getting noticed, she felt afraid. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,346 | 1,210 | 57 | 1,231 | 722 | Folding up his packet, Kyoichi did it to the best of his abilities and decided that it was finished. Standing behind Rini, seeing how the instructor is not paying much attention, he set his packet down and did the same for Rini. "Let's go, he isn't even listening..." He said, chuckling slightly. Reaching out nonchalantly, he took her hand again and walked out of the room.
They have a few moments before the next class started so he thought they can get some fresh air. It wasn't too cold outside so he thought Rini could take her scarf off as well...
"Wanna take the scarf off? Its not too cold.." | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,347 | 1,210 | 58 | 2,641 | 474 | Rini had continued to stand there waiting for the teacher patiently, she never got a response, but continued to wait. In no time her package in her hand was taken out and placed down with Kyoichi's, she looked back to Kyoichi with an emotionless look like usual. She looked their hands for a short moment before looking back up at Kyoichi to see his calm smile. Then in no time, the two of them were heading off to have a small break from the classroom before class started again. Rini looked at the surroundings, seeing all of the beautiful cherry blossoms starting to fall from the trees. Rini could appreciate beauty like this, one of her earliest memories from a child was when she had a cherry blossom in her hands, but then it died soon afterwards.
There was a warmth coming from Kyoichi's hand, it made her want to hold it for as long as she possibly could, after all she didn't really have a reason to let go of it. As she stood there staring at the cherry blossoms with him, she heard a question come from him, asking if she wanted to take off the scarf. Rini was silent for a while but then broke it, speaking back to him.
"Will you hurt me?" Rini said, no emotion in the voice yet again as she looked to him. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,348 | 1,210 | 59 | 757 | 266 | Liam was just about to take a bite out of his sandwich when Manami burst through the door, calling him dumb. Liam stayed still for a few seconds, before looking up.
Well look what my horrendous attempt at a math pamphlet dragged up here. Liam said as he took a bite of his sandwich. Outwardly Liam was calm, but inside he was panicking. Shit, I honestly did not think she would actually come up here. What do I do now? Maybe ask her to sit down, then we can take it from there. Yeaah that’s a good idea He thought as looked at her again, taking off his spectacles. Care to join me? He said motioning for her to sit on the bench opposite of him. | Name: Liam Carter
Age: 15
Year level: Year 9
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Club (if any): N/A
Disabilities (if any): Major Scarring over his body and a rather grotesque, still healing scar over the right side of his face spanning from the top of his temple down to the cheek. Has PTSD due to the events of what happened.
Job/occupation (if any): N/A
Appearance:
Height: 6'0
Weight: 64 kg
Personality: Shy, somewhat mysterious. Tries to avoid any conversation with other people. If you are lucky enough to be his friend he is very protective of you and will go to any lengths to ensure that you are happy.......a weakness that was exploited once, but one that Liam does not realize he has. Is never one to back down from a fight and will instantly start attacking someone if they are seen bullying someone else.
Backstory: Born to an Irish Father and a Japanese mother in Dublin, Liam always had a rather happy life. The oldest child in the family, He always had a natural urge to protect his family and those he cared for, specifically his little sister. That was especially the case when at the age of five the family moved to Japan. Although it took some time to adjust to the new life, eventually Liam fit right in. Liam was never one for having too many friends, considering the friends he did have to be family. Soon the once happy go lucky Liam would change. On his sisters birthday, the family went on a road trip to their grandmothers house.
By this time Liam had reached the age of 14 and was shaping up to be a bright individual.With a knack for languages and his studies. On the way to his grandmother’s house in the countryside, Liam’s father did not notice the man standing motionless in the middle of the road. Just as he did he jammed the brakes and lost control of the car and the car flipped, tumbling three or times before it landed upside down. As Liam looked around he immediately thought of his sister and pleaded for his mother and father to get out of the car and help his now motionless sister. His mother managed to get out just in time to see the truck slam into the car.
Liam awoke in what appeared to be a hospital. He tried to move but wasn’t able to. He tried screaming and pleading. But he couldn’t. He then noticed his father come into the room. Again he tried screaming and pleading, he wanted to ask what happened and where his sister was. But again, nothing came out of his mouth. He then realized that he was in a coma. Soon the months went on. Liam lost any semblance of time. He just watched as his friends visited him, watched as they soon got bored and irritated at him for not getting up. And after 4 months tell him that it would be better if he just died. But worst of all, he listened to his father as he explained that his mother and sister died.
Liam lost all hope after his father uttered those words. What felt like hours for Liam soon became years as each day droned on for what seemed like eternity. That was until a year later he came out of his coma. Till this day he is not sure why he did but in the end decided that fate wanted him to.
Notes:
Loves Video games and writing stories.
Is a major lover of medieval times and has the swords and skills to prove that. Liked to parkour before the accident, he may get into again at some point.
Loves all animals and hates to see when they are being bullied.
Knows how to speak Gaelic, Japanese, English.
Thinks that his sister's death was his fault as he was not strong enough to protect her and thus tries hard to "become stronger" so no one else under his care will die. |
44,349 | 1,210 | 60 | 1,231 | 722 | In no time, they were standing in from of some windows, looking at the cherry blossoms outside. It has been a while since Kyoichi actually stopped to appreciate the things around him. He has always been on the move. Home, school, clubs, home, friend's place and so on. But now, with Rini's hand held in his, he actually wants to moment to last. He wants to slow down and enjoy everything life has to offer him. With Rini, if possible....
He doesn't know why. Nor does he have to...
"Will you hurt me" Rini had asked.
To that, Kyoichi replied "Never..." Without too much thought behind it... | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,350 | 1,210 | 61 | 1,149 | 1,303 | John
John ran down and just caught up with the medics as he saw Nayu talking to them. She looked unharmed and walked off when he approached. This relieved him slightly that she was ok but that only solved half of the problem, for the medics didn't seem convinced of what she told them. He asked them why they were here and they exchanged the information on why they were here and what Nayu said. He took a peak of Jiro before reassuring that he has epilepsy since he has to be informed about all medical issues the students have.
They took a few test on Jiro just to make sure he didn't have any major injuries before leaving. John left to eat his lunch, caring very little about what happened since they were both mostly ok, while they finished the few test. "Well this year is going to be a interesting one to say the least..." He thought to himself along the way. After finishing his meal he walked back to the classroom and took a seat in his chair. Once again pulling his 3DS out he began playing it ignoring the world as if nothing happened.
Jiro
Nayu got up very suddenly and shoved a $50 dollar bill in his hand and left the room. He wanted to say he didn't want it since he had plenty more at home but she left before he could. He started to get up when he heard someone rushing down the hall. He looked out of the nurses office to see 2 medics and the teacher talking. "Crap she called 911. I thought she would at least read...Dame it." He began to think to himself but said the last part out loud realizing that his bracelet with all the info on it must of flung off during his seizure.
He spotted it in the hallway and went to retrieve it but was stopped by the medics who insisted on them doing a quick checkup. He eventually, after arguing that he was fine, reluctantly got back on the bed and let them do there thing. He really would of liked to take a nap if he wasn't so hungry. After the check up he collected his wristbands and started to walk down till he saw his reflection on one of the school window's. Although he ignored the school dress code and was wearing red, there was a decent amount of blood all over him which was quite noticeable.
He rushed into the nearest bathroom and pulled of his shirt, scrubbing the blood from his shirt and his face. He was able to get most of it off of his skin but practically none of the blood came out of the shirt and was soaked now. He wasn't going to walk around the school half naked or soaked so he got creative and used the heat dryer, normally used for hands, and got most of the water out making it very wrinkly and moist. Disappointed of the finish product, he reluctantly put it back on and slowly walked back to class pondering whether to skip the rest of the day and go home to make some lunch. As he approached he thought of at least passing by to return the 50 dollars back to Nayu feeling guilty about "accepting it."
He pulled out the money and gripped it tightly preparing to be harshly judged since he probably looked like he just bloodied up a kid. He opened the door somewhat quietly and walked over to Nayu placing the money on her desk and walked off before she could protest. Thankfully most people were to busy talking to notice and only got a few glances. He had decided he was going to skip but only if he could convince someone else to go with him. He decided to asks Simon first since he was the only other person he had talked to today. He walked over once again the girls cleared a path for him this time especially big thanks to his new makeover. "So I was thinking that maybe you and I could skip the rest of the day and go to my house to get to know each other better. I wasn't able to eat my lunch so I could probably cook something up for us. Maybe some grilled cheese with American, Swiss, white cheddar and a few other cheeses, buttered up on both sides. Or maybe so slowly smoked pulled pork cooked over a 48 hour period, with some homemade bbq sauce served with this side of pineapple casserole...." He began to explain to him vividly, hoping to win him over with food. His stomach growled halfway though and he winced at the pain of it. | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,351 | 1,210 | 62 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
She sighed, thinking about what she had done. Once she reached the classroom and reached her desk, she put her head down so that no one could see her face. "Well, you lost a friend, good job you fucking screw up." She could hear her own voice in the back of her head, talking to her as if it was another person. She winced and covered her ear with her hands for about 15 seconds. "Well, if you ever feel lonely at least you could always just fuck an older guy, you know, like your old man almost did. Those types like you. Or do you want to take it all out on a guy? Thomas sure was nice before he ended up in a hospital." She could feel tears falling down her face as they dropped onto her lap. She would have cared more about someone noticing but she knew that no one would care either way. "Awww Nayu... I didn't mean to make you cry... You know that don't you?" Even if this voice was in her head, she knew she couldn't stop it. They were her, another side of her, locked inside and trying to break her on the outside. Tears were falling rapidly and her short hair was barely enough to cover her shivers. "Why don't you go ahead and fucking bawl you little bitch, no one would care either way. But you already know that I guess." She put her hand over her mouth and coughed a little bit, looking at her hand which now had blood all over it. Sighing, she wiped the blood off on her skirt as her lip quivers. She put in her earbuds and began to hum a little song that she listened to a lot. "...Shut the fuck up!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! LISTEN TO ME YOU BITCH!" She began to scratch her scars that covered her arm, opening up a scar that had finally begun to heal. She pulled her cardigan down at the sight of her bloody arm. "How ugly. Scars like that match someone that looks, thinks, and is a literal piece of shit." These words hit her hard as well but mostly because they were things that had naturally come to her mind and was not something that the voice told her. The tears kept on falling and she was already shaking non-stop when she felt something touch her desk. She looked up and saw Jiro, returning the money, she watched him walk away for a while with a pained expression. "The only thing good about you is your money, without that, you're nothing but he probably doesn't want to use something that was touched by something like...You." The voice in her head sounded disgusted when she said the last work and she flinched at the thought of this and grabbed the 50$. She began to rip it to tiny pieces, leaving trash all over the floor. She abruptly stood up, the chair making a faint screeching noise. She put her head down and quickly walked out of the room and up the stairs, onto the rooftops. She wlked with her head down and went over to the side, slowly sitting down in a corner and exhaling. She recited some of the words that her stepfather used to tell her at night when she was chained up." Somedays you will ask yourself, why am I even alive? I will always tell you this and you need to remember it: There is no reason, you deserve everything that comes your way to punish you for being here." Her tears were falling quickly and there was no stop to them. Her face emotion didn't change. She had a blank face, staring at her arm while she cried, hoping that school would end quickly. The rooftop reminded her of times when she was threatened to jump off the top of her house but always grabbed and pulled back before she could. She would begin to cry and he would whisper in her ear "Shhhhh, sweetie, you know that you can't escape a nightmare without completing it first, right?" She cried harder at the thought of this.
"What a fucking excuse of a human being." | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,352 | 1,210 | 63 | 1,306 | 383 | Heck yeah I'm going to join you, she said aloud for Liam to hear as she stomped over to him. Instead of sitting down she stood there, and slammed his paperwork on the table. "You need a tutor, and lucky for you my Peanut-sized brain decided that I'll help you because I can't simply be in a class where an utter dumbass exists." She cleared her throat. "It's bad for my reputation."
After that small speech she had sat down in the seat across from him. "Give me some of your food." Manami then demanded from the boy right in front of her. She rarely ate/took lunch due to the fact that she needed to keep her calorie intake at a low to keep her outer appearance at its best; In case her father gave her an unexpected business meeting which happened more often than usual. Sadly, this guys meal looked to be pretty bad when compared to her diet, but one day of breaking the routine wouldn't hurt. | Dropped |
44,353 | 1,210 | 64 | 757 | 266 | Liam let out a genuine laugh as she said she would teach him. No bloody way this girl is serious, I mean cmon she fucki- Liam thought before he realized she had moved and sat down in front of him, demanding that she have his food.
It was at this stage of this little Fiasco when Liam truly panicked internally. OH SHIT SHE IS SERIOUS!!! What the hell am I going to do What the hell am I going to do What the hell am I going to do?! I admit that I suck eggs at math but to be honest I rather roast in the 7th level of hell than be taught by the person that gives the devil nightmares. He thought as he stared at her calmly. But for some reason, I feel.....happy? why do I feel happy? He mumbled quietly to himself before he remembered she demanded his food. Almost immediately he kicked back into “take no shit” mode.
I am sorry, but unless you ask properly I will not give you a sandwich. Here I will even show you how to do so. So lets say, in a world where the allies lost WWII and the whole world was nuked, I was you He said giving a slight cringe at the thought. Anyways here is how I would ask for a sandwich:
Hi Manami, may I have some of your food please.
Sure Liam go ahead and take some.
And immediately after that we would then hook up and fall in love and get married and have devil children because at some point in time you revealed that you are in fact a citizen of hell disguised as a human and I would totally except that and still love you, but that’s not the point of this. The point of this is to show how a human acts. Now try to repeat what I said okay? He said as if talking to a two year old before laughing. Anyways I doubt that you came up here to teach me…so what was the REAL reason you came to meet yours truly? He said taking another bite of his sandwich and continuing to write in his book. | Name: Liam Carter
Age: 15
Year level: Year 9
Sexuality:Heterosexual
Club (if any): N/A
Disabilities (if any): Major Scarring over his body and a rather grotesque, still healing scar over the right side of his face spanning from the top of his temple down to the cheek. Has PTSD due to the events of what happened.
Job/occupation (if any): N/A
Appearance:
Height: 6'0
Weight: 64 kg
Personality: Shy, somewhat mysterious. Tries to avoid any conversation with other people. If you are lucky enough to be his friend he is very protective of you and will go to any lengths to ensure that you are happy.......a weakness that was exploited once, but one that Liam does not realize he has. Is never one to back down from a fight and will instantly start attacking someone if they are seen bullying someone else.
Backstory: Born to an Irish Father and a Japanese mother in Dublin, Liam always had a rather happy life. The oldest child in the family, He always had a natural urge to protect his family and those he cared for, specifically his little sister. That was especially the case when at the age of five the family moved to Japan. Although it took some time to adjust to the new life, eventually Liam fit right in. Liam was never one for having too many friends, considering the friends he did have to be family. Soon the once happy go lucky Liam would change. On his sisters birthday, the family went on a road trip to their grandmothers house.
By this time Liam had reached the age of 14 and was shaping up to be a bright individual.With a knack for languages and his studies. On the way to his grandmother’s house in the countryside, Liam’s father did not notice the man standing motionless in the middle of the road. Just as he did he jammed the brakes and lost control of the car and the car flipped, tumbling three or times before it landed upside down. As Liam looked around he immediately thought of his sister and pleaded for his mother and father to get out of the car and help his now motionless sister. His mother managed to get out just in time to see the truck slam into the car.
Liam awoke in what appeared to be a hospital. He tried to move but wasn’t able to. He tried screaming and pleading. But he couldn’t. He then noticed his father come into the room. Again he tried screaming and pleading, he wanted to ask what happened and where his sister was. But again, nothing came out of his mouth. He then realized that he was in a coma. Soon the months went on. Liam lost any semblance of time. He just watched as his friends visited him, watched as they soon got bored and irritated at him for not getting up. And after 4 months tell him that it would be better if he just died. But worst of all, he listened to his father as he explained that his mother and sister died.
Liam lost all hope after his father uttered those words. What felt like hours for Liam soon became years as each day droned on for what seemed like eternity. That was until a year later he came out of his coma. Till this day he is not sure why he did but in the end decided that fate wanted him to.
Notes:
Loves Video games and writing stories.
Is a major lover of medieval times and has the swords and skills to prove that. Liked to parkour before the accident, he may get into again at some point.
Loves all animals and hates to see when they are being bullied.
Knows how to speak Gaelic, Japanese, English.
Thinks that his sister's death was his fault as he was not strong enough to protect her and thus tries hard to "become stronger" so no one else under his care will die. |
44,354 | 1,210 | 65 | 2,641 | 474 | To Rini, the scarf meant something important to her, it was something that made her feel protected from all of the dangers that were surrounding her. Rini looked to the side after she had asked the question to Kyoichi, awaiting the most obvious answer that someone would make if they cared, Rini lacked the emotions to even care for things. After she was answered from Kyoichi, she turned towards him with an emotionless face like usual, she put a hand on her scarf and speaking before she takes it off. "Okay." Rini replied bluntly as she let go of Kyoichi's hand, starting to unwrap the scarf from around her neck.
Rini had looked away slightly from Kyoichi as she did so, once the final part of the scarf was rolled up, she placed it in her arms as she looked up at Kyoichi. Rini wasn't hiding anything under the scarf from Kyoichi, that much was revealed to him. Rini then breathed through her mouth, since she was practically breathing through her nose the entire time earlier.
After Simon had explained to where the two students went from earlier went, he was sitting back down in his seat with many girls surrounding him, as Simon flirted with them one by one. Or even all of them at the same time with his famous wink. Simon was still very concerned with where the two of them went, and why it would have taken so long for a cut on the lip? Maybe a kiss would have healed it, should have said that while I had the chance~ Simon gave himself a little chuckle from his thoughts, he tried to make light of the situation. Simon then looked towards the door, to see Jiro walk in, Simon stood up from his seat.
"Hey is she alright?-" Simon asked with concern in his voice, but then was cut off as he saw the red stain that was on his clothes. What even... is that blood? Simon had thought to himself, he was even more concerned about the both of them this time. Simon tried to remain calm on the outside, as his hands were at his side, some of the girls ran out of the classroom in fear. His concerned look calmed down as he noticed Nayu walk into the classroom, which made Simon sigh in relief. Despite Jiro's looks, Simon believes that he genuinely is a very nice guy, then he started to hear a question from him.
As Simon listened to the explanation of food, his mouth had started to water at how it would taste, but casually wiped it away with no one noticing. Simon smiled as he picked up his bag, hanging it over his shoulder with a smile on his face. "Sure, sounds like a good plan." Simon said with his kind and relaxing smile, the squealing girls had left the room at this point to be with their own friends. Besides, Simon had all the time in the world to ask why there's blood on his clothing.
Just as Simon said that, Nayu had rose out of her chair and rushed out of the room. He looked back to Jiro with a worried look on his face, placing on of his fingers on his temples. "What's going on?" Simon had asked Jiro, eager to rush after her to see if she was alright. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,355 | 1,210 | 66 | 1,231 | 722 | "Isn't that better?" He said to Rini when she took her scarf off. Honestly, he had the urge to just kiss her right then and there. But, he did not act upon it as it would be indecent and he does not know how Rini would react, if there would be a reaction at all...
After a moment of silence, Kyoichi picked up Rini's hand again and held it in his hands. He leaned towards her slightly and whispered to her...
"What would you do if I were to kiss you right now? How would you react?" | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,356 | 1,210 | 67 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
Jiro was just as surprised as Simon not knowing why she was in such a mood. He thought about going after her. He glanced back at her table and noticed green pieces of paper that he could only assume was the 50 dollars. He genuine felt guilty not going after her but his muscles ached and circles had begun to form under his eyes. He was hunger, tired, filthy and feel wet from the moist shirt.
He stomach growled again as he looked back to Simon to reply. "Listen we both had a rough time back at the nurses office but I have no idea why she ran off like that. She's not physically hurt and I don't see how anything I said would of offended or even hurt her in any way. I think she's fine but if you want to take a slight detour that's fine with me." He said rethinking about not visiting her the more he thought about it. "Was she upset I didn't want or need the money? Ugh women are such a pain." | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,357 | 1,210 | 68 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
Uwaaa what am I even doing? She lifts her head, plasters a smile on her face and begins to laugh a little "Ok, so that is scary". Being sad won't fix anything, she shakes her head quickly. First day of school means that you are supposed to look forward to... fun? Her mind hit reset and she began to think about what she had done. 50$... I wasted 50$ all because of my step-father memories... She wasn't raised a rich brat and knew that money was just about the most important thing in the world and should be taken care of. She decided that when she went back, she would tape it back together and maybe use it as an art piece or use it if possible. She went to the nearest restroom and quickly splashed her face with water. As she wiped her face with her handkerchief, she tried to smile into the mirror brightly. "How disgusting, huh?" She walked out and began to walk back to the class. She then looked out of a tall glass window and saw something beautiful, gardenia flowers.
They were her favorite type of flowers and she quickly went over to view them up close. It had been 5 maybe 8 years since she last saw one of these and she was very happy to have come across them. Her mother used to show them to her whenever she walked to a nearby park. "You are lovely" She whispered aloud by accident and smiled lightly, that was the meaning of the flower. Her mom used to be an innocent and pure woman in her eyes before. The flowers would always remind her of the long white hair her mother had, a snowy day is what it would resemble. She smiled at the flower and put it to her nose and smelled it for a while. The wind blew her short hair away from her face and allowed her to breathe. she noticed the flower planter near the flowers and went to pick it up. She began to water the flowers and remembering her favorite age, 5 years old. The age when you're too clueless to know about the bad things going on around you. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,358 | 1,210 | 69 | 2,641 | 474 | Rini had been silent for almost all the time that the scarf was off, Kyoichi asked if it was a little better, she answered simply once again. "I suppose so." Rini quickly answered him, looking away from him slightly to look at the cherry blossoms once again, taking in the beauty of them. She then felt her hand be grabbed once again, Rini quickly turned to face Kyoichi who had seemed to be whispering to her, despite them being alone and all. He had asked Rini if she would react to him kissing her, she didn't really know what a proper reaction was, the last time she reacted, she made a girl blind in one of her eyes permanently. This was when she saw young, and when the bullying got too much for her. Rini took a deep breath in, knowing that her response to him would make an impact either way.
"I'm not sure. I've never been kissed." Rini said as she continued to feel the warmth coming from Kyoichi's hands.
Simon nodded back at Jiro listening to his statement, he then put a hand on his own chin as he started to think, but then smiled back at Jiro as he headed towards the nearest door of the classroom. On the way, he picked up all of the pieces of the note, and put them into his bag. He looked back at Jiro continuing to smile and waited for him, once Jiro was close enought to Simon he started to head off in the direction that Nayu went. Simon was even more curious on what exactly happened in the infirmary, but he shook it off and tried not to worried about it too much. "Hey, do you think she's alright?" Simon asked Jiro as he walked with him, getting a couple stares from the students around them. After all, one was the charmer in the school while the other had their clothes dyed red.
After a while of searching around the school, Simon found Nayu standing in front of a tall glass window, the sun rays shining down onto her. "Hey Nayu!" Simon said as he walked up to her, a concerned look on his face as his bag was still over his shoulder. "You alright? You ran off out of the classroom, and I thought that I could give you this. Hold out your hand." Simon said as he reached into his bag, and grabbed all of the pieces in one go, and placed them carefully onto her hand. "I know it's ripped up, but you could fix it and make good use of that money." Simon said as he started to smile at her, he knew that he had done something good today.
Maybe she could come with us if she wanted to. Simon had thought to himself. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,359 | 1,210 | 70 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
As she was watering the flowers she saw Simon and looked up for a moment as he began to head straight for her. "You came to check on me? I'm sorry and yes I'm fine. Sorry... Just some memories that came back hehe... I am hopeless at times when I remember past events." She smiles at him "Thank you for worrying about me." She held out her hand when he asked her to and wondered about what he was taking out and noticed that it was the ripped up money. Her face turned red, realizing that people had seen what a shameful act she had just done and begins to cover her mouth with her cardigan a little bit. "I-I am so sorry that you had to pick this up for me... I was going to when I got back so this helps. Th-thank you." She smiles at him sweetly. She began to rethink her thoughts of Simon. Thinking of him as a hopeless playboy was wrong of her and she had finally realized that.
She smiled before realizing that Jiro was there. The memories of what had happened began to fill her mind. She frowned and bowed her head a little bit "I'm sorry that I gave you money all of a sudden. I wouldn't have been able to accept it either...It's just...Your food... It was really good, I mean, it was honestly 5-star restaurant good... I think... I don't go out much and I can't cook but I am sure it was... a-and I ended up dropping it because of my own issues...Ma-maybe I could just pay for your food next time you go out to eat?" Wait...That would imply eating together and that would mean that he would have to deal with me. "N-no well I mean I don't mean you have to go with me.. Just send me the bill? Eh, I feel like I'm getting it wrong.. P-present? I'll give you a present? A-ah umm..." She realized that she had begun to ramble and looked down at the floor for a second "I-I am just really sorry about your food... you have amazing cooking skills, extremely different from the food I eat hehe It's mostly just gas station food or just rice." She chuckled a little bit and looked at him again "Sorry." The wind began to blow around them and she glanced at the flowers which blew elegantly as the wind hit them. Forgetting her situation a bit she opened her mouth to speak.
"The flowers are beautiful aren't they?" Her smile at this time was most definitely real. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,360 | 1,210 | 71 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
Jiro waited on Simon as he picked up the shredded money. He kept smiling at him which he thought was genuinely creepy. If only everyone could be as happy as this guy... He thought to himself going into a train of thought. He looked back up realizing that Simon was now waiting on him and walked over to him at a fast pace. He followed Simon around the school both of them getting looks. Simon seemed a bit served about it but Jiro paid no attention. Simon asked him once again if he though she was alright and replied "As far as I know she is, but I couldn't tell you for sure. If you read ally want to know ask her your self," as He pointed to Nayu by a window.
Jiro walked up behind Simon as he poured the ripped money into Nayu's hand. He commented "You know if you go to the bank, you can get a new $50 if you have %50 or more of the original bill." After she realized he was there she start rambling excuses which he found cute. He caught every word if what she said, thought it was difficult to process what she said, and was about to reply when she commented on the flowers. Of course him being a insensitive guy he said "Yea, pretty flowers." cutting it short and not necessarily sweet.
He smiled and said only half jokingly, "I would love to go out and eat with you...Growl... He was going to continue speaking when a giant growl, with the pain, came out of his stomach. "Speaking of food, me and Simon were skipping the rest of school to go to my house to eat. You can join us if you want." | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,361 | 1,210 | 72 | 1,231 | 722 | An interesting response. It would seem she is opening up to him, if ever so slightly. At first, she was not very talkative, barely responding at all. Now, her responses are getting more detailed, and faster as well. Kyoichi took that as a small victory in itself. After hearing her response, Kyoichi remained silent, just holding on to Rini's hand and staring at the cherry blossom outside.
The petals were falling, drifting in the wind. As fate would have it, the two of them met from seemingly opposite sides of the spectrum.
Kyoichi, being a little taller than Rini, leaned towards her once again and whispered "Why don't we find out...Just react however your heart tells you..."
At the end of his words, Kyoichi moved to kiss Rini, placing his lips on top of hers, feeling the warmth from Rini. | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,362 | 1,210 | 73 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
"Hehe, yea they are." She smiled at him before he responded about the food. "Eh? I could join? I-I would Love that! Thank you." She smiled widely at the thought of this. Maybe she hadn't lost him as a potential friend and maybe she would be able to become Simon's friend too. It was the first time she ever visited anyone's house and she felt nervous as well as it being just like going out to eat! It was at someones house but it was about the same, right? She had forgotten about the taste of his food because of her nervous breakdown and was excited to try it again. Her face brightened and there was a little bit of a skip when she walked. As she left the garden she picked up one flower that was lonely on the ground. "Sh-should we go?" She looked at Simon and Jiro and began to walk to the door and out of the garden with them behind her. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,363 | 1,210 | 74 | 2,641 | 474 | Warm... I feel warm... Those were the thoughts that resided in her head as she was being kissed, she felt as if her heart had been filled somehow, she couldn't really explain how it felt to her. Rini's cheeks went red slightly, but she didn't really know why, she didn't know why she wanted to stay connected with this person. She felt the wind rush past them, it flowing through her hair full of grace. Rini slowly pushed herself back from Kyoichi, finally regaining her breath as their lips departed from each other, the blush on her face was quickly easing up, as she looked back to the petals outside.
I've never felt this before... Rini continued to think to herself.
Simon continued to smile at Nayu after giving her the ripped up note, he heard Jiro's suggestion for what to do with the note, Simon put a hand to his own chin to think. "Hey, that's a pretty good idea." Simon said as she brought his hand back down to his side, once Nayu had noticed the flowers, Simon took in the beauty of them. "They sure are beautiful." Simon added in as he zipped up his bag, then putting his hands into his own pockets. Then Simon heard a growl, which made him chuckle a bit, Jiro was truly a hungry being wanting some food into him. Simon watched Nayu pick up the single flower, he then turned back to Jiro.
"Since you're hungry and all, we don't want to keep it waiting." | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,364 | 1,210 | 75 | 1,231 | 722 | During the kiss, Kyoichi felt how warm she was. From al of her reactions up to this point, one would expect her to be a little colder than the regular human. That was not the case. She was, indeed, just like him. Made of flesh and blood, capable of feelings.
There was a slight breeze around them, flowing through her hair gently. During the kiss, his hand had naturally moved to the back of her head, holding her gently. When she pushed away from him, he leaned back as well. For the briefest moment, he could swear that there was a blush on her cheeks.
"So, anything?" He whispered with a small smile on his face. In truth, words have not been created to describe the euphoric feeling he had in his own heart... | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,365 | 1,210 | 76 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
Jiro nodded back at Simon and lead the way. So Jiro walked through the halls covered in red, followed by innocent Nayu and Mr. Prince charming, Simon. The looks on people's faces were priceless as they left the building. Just as they walked out the front gates the bell rang signaling the end of lunch. Jiro took no notice of this since it wasn't the first time he's skipped before. He led the group down the sidewalk and across a few streets, passing the grocery store he worked at, and arrived at his house.
The front of his house was overgrown with different variations of grass, leaving only a small brick trail leading to his house visible. It also unlike most didnt have a garage. Other than that it looked like any other two story house on the street.
When you walk in there were brown wood flooring and a small entry way that immediate leads to the family room and a kitchen which were connected together. The family room had a couch against the wall with a lamp next to it in the corner. In front of the couch was a coffee table that was more on the smallish side of medium. As you walk further in you see on the opposite wall is a ridiculously small table holding a 48" Sony LED HDTV screen which had nothing connected to it, not even the cord was plugged in. On the wall facing the kitchen were bookshelf filled to the brim with books. Lastly there were books, lots of books littered everywhere.
On the other side was completely different. The kitchen looked like what you would see in a expensive restaurant, but water down. It had a little island with one of those commercial hibachi stainless steel grills with a rim of marble countertop around it with stools. He had pans and other cooking utensils hanging above it and on the walls. There is also a oven with burners on the top, a dish washer, stainless steel fridge, some expensive and extremely sharp knifes in a easy to access corner, and a sink. This took up more than half of the kitchen but left a good space to cook. There were also cabinets all above the counter and some below it as well (one of them being a liquor cabinet, but don't tell anyone). The main difference between the two is one looked much cleaner.
In between the two rooms was a hallway with three doors and at the end a staircase. Door number one led to his bedroom which was painted red with white cream trimming. It had a king size bed with a single blanket and no pillows. Next to it was his nightstand which had his medication, his clock, a lamp, and a few books, all crammed on top of it. The only other things were his drawers which contained his clothes and on top a small stuffed dog that he had since he was four, a laundy basket, and a mirror, leaving the room quite bare. Behind door number two contained your standard master bathroom. And behind door number three contained boxes of either junk his parents sent him or unpack items. It also had a small path around the boxes to a washer and dryer.
The second floor had the exact same layout but nothing was in the two rooms besides bare beds for guests, but the main floor area practically look like a mini library that didn't have enough shelves to put books on. There were 4 plastic tables in the middle that had tons of books on and all around it. The three bookshelf that were there, which looked drastically different from each other, were crammed to the brim with books. The only other things were more boxes with books and a ladder.
Jiro walked up to the door and unlocked it. He walked inside leaving his shoes on the side of the entrances, and gestured his hands inwards saying, "Welcome to my home, excuse the mess I don't have guest often. Make yourself at home I'll get cooking." After they walked in he went to the kitchen and pulled out various ingredients like spices and a bottle of vodka before turning around and asking them "What would you like to eat?" He had his sleeves rolled up with a black apron and it would be a perfect picture if he had a chef hat on.
I feel like I could have done a better job describing it. | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,366 | 1,210 | 77 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Nayu:
As they walked out of the building, she heard the sound of a bell and hesitated to go back but decided not to since she only had 1 or 2 pages left of the packet anyways. The faces on the people around her were questioning and she wondered if something was happening with them. They all seemed to be gasping and whispering about things. She smiled at them at turned her head back forward and continued to follow Jiro to his home.
The house was very nice and it had a comfortable feel to it. She saw some boxes behind the door and stared at them with awe. "Are these packages from you parents? Like in the movies? Uwaaa I see these in a lot of movies when people move out! Do they have presents in them?? Wow... I thought that parents only sent those in movies." She never had a package sent to her home from someone close to her and er eyes twinkled as she continued to look around his home, her eyes twinkling. It was like a whole other world with books scattered everywhere and they were a variety of all kinds of stories. The place felt different from her home. The kitchen actually looked used and there was a sign of someone actually living there. Her home contained only a bed, TV, large bookshelf, Desk with a computer, a small kitchen, and a couch. Nothing was ever on the floor and most of the times she spent her nights at random places like cafes where you can sleepover. "Your house is great...and about the food... Anything that is edible and made by you I guess...How about you, Simon?" She asked as her neck was searching everywhere and just absorbing everything. The food choice wasn't something that she was concerned with that much. She was too busy looking around and she didn't know why but she felt kind of... warm in this home.
She realized after a while that it was her first time in a teenage boys room. The only time she saw women inside of guys rooms were in the pornos that her stepfather made and watched. She felt cold for a second but decided to shake it off and forget about it. She felt like she could trust Simon and Jiro. She smiled and sat down on the floor.
(Checking for mistakes) | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,367 | 1,210 | 78 | 1,306 | 383 | Manami's face went red, but not from embarrassment. In fact, to a normal person one would be embarrassed at the fact that they had been told how to ask for food like a child was to say please and thank you. For her however, she was always around this kind of atmosphere due to the fact that meetings as well as cooperation assignments were quite gruesome if one wasn't ready for it. Right after his speech Manami extended her hand across the table, getting up in the process, and grabbing Liam by the collar of his shirt in an attempt to get him to look up at her. Manami held that position for a few seconds before saying anything to break the silence.
"Someone sure does know how to talk," she said in a low tone, but loud enough for Liam to hear. "I came here to teach you Math, and if you refuse my offer then I'd suggest keeping a low profile so as to not ruin my reputation." Of course some thought that by her reputation she meant school, but it was a social reputation that went beyond school. "As for the food," she looked down at one of his sandwiches then took one with her free hand. "That'll be my payment for today."
She had paused to sit back down in her chair not waiting for a response form Liam. "As well as any other day if you agree for me to tutor you." Manami then bit into the half sandwich as she put on leg on top of the other, and sat back in the chair. Wew, that was a close call. She was about to budge, and spill it all if not for the split-second decision to throw the conversation in another direction. One more second ans she would have been completely honest. What a disappointment. A simple guy swaying my determination. It's almost laughable. | Dropped |
44,368 | 1,210 | 79 | 2,641 | 474 | Kyoichi asked Rini if she had felt anything from the kiss, Rini didn't really know if what she felt was a reaction or not. It was an unusual feeling at that, with their bodies close and lips closing the small distance that was between the both of them. Rini looked down and then to the side again, she didn't know why she was feeling this way, she didn't know what to do next, maybe she was feeling... confusion? Rini decided to close her own eyes, and think about the situation that she was currently in. My body, feels hot. My heart is beating rapidly, I can't think straight. Rini had continued to think to herself, she then opened her eyes before creating a distance between her and Kyoichi.
"I-I" For the first time, Rini had hesitated to speak to someone, which shocked her at an instant. Rini looked back to the scarf in her arms and grabbed it tightly, before looking back to Kyoichi. "I don't know." Rini couldn't tell if this was fear, or love, as she had the lack of emotions. Rini was shaking slightly, but she wasn't sure if it was matched up with fear.
Simon winked at some of the girls that he had passed, it was his way of advising them all that he was going to be in safe hands, a weird way huh? As the three of them left the school building, he heard the bell ring for the end of lunch, which made Simon smirk slightly, it reminded him from when he was a rebellious child. Simon was observing the surroundings of the school, he never really got to take a good look at this town, since he had moved here to live in his cousins apartment. It was nice, smelling the fresh air and seeing the beautiful view that surrounded the three of them.
Before long, the three of them arrived at Jiro's house, Simon noticed the grass and stared at it for a few moments. Seeing all of the different kinds of grass, Simon came from downtown of a large city, so he couldn't appreciate nature that much. The three of them walked inside and Simon took of his shoes before their tour, Simon really like the look of the home itself, which made him smile. Simon was then asked what he would like to eat, which made Simon think a lot as he put a hand to his chin. "I have an idea. How about you cook up your signature dish? Or even the dish that you have the most fun making? That way we can all enjoy this rare experience." Simon suggested, placing his school bag besides the couch before he sat down.
"I'll never forget this moment." Simon continued to smile. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,369 | 1,210 | 80 | 1,231 | 722 | Thats fine. You will eventually... He said to her in a soft tone. Through the kiss, he can tell that Rini is a shy one. Not that he didn't pick that up before. But the fact that she did not freak out and push him away or something was an encouraging sign.
In any case, Kyoichi peeped at his watch, noticing that the next class should be starting within a few minutes. He looked back towards Rini and said "Hey, class is about to start soon, lets head there yeah?" with a smile on his face. He reached out and just before he took Rini's hand, he paused. Instead of going all the way, he waited for Rini to reach out. He wanted to see if she can initiate physical contact... | Kyoichi Kuroda
Name
Kyoichi Kuroda
Nickname
Kyo
Age
16
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Personality
On the outside, Kyoichi can be seen as the class clown, often joking with anyone he comes by. However, he is actually more reserved than how he presents himself. While he jokes and can strike up a conversation with almost anyone, he doesn't open up easily. Growing up as the elder of two children, he used to have a bossy side that would throw a fir when he does not get his way. However, having spent the past few years with some older siblings from the other side of his family, he has learned to keep things inside and to just accept the situation.
He is prone to say "Yes" before he can say "No". This is true to his easy going personality. However, when one becomes close with him, he can truly open up and show himself. Not to say he is some sort of sadistic maniac on the low, it is simply him becoming more and more like himself the closer someone gets to him.
Bio
Born into the well-off merchant family in Taiwan, Kyoichi was groomed as a child to be the successor to his parent's business, a small mom-and-pops shop in the local market. For the most part, he has accepted this fact as the calling of his life. However, the rebel part of him wants nothing to do with this and wants to make a name for himself.
When he turned twelve, his parents sent him to live with a uncle and his family in the US. He spent the entirety of his junior high career in the states. However, when he turned sixteen, he made a conscious decision to move back to Asia, choosing Japan as his destination. If one was to ask him why, he would shrug it off and use his very broken Japanese, mixed with English, to tell them that it was just what he wanted to do, destiny perhaps.
Enrolling in the new school, Kyoichi is rather excited to see what the new school brings to his life...
Side Notes
Kyoichi played sports all throughout his schooling years, making him a decent athlete. His favorite sport, if he had to choose would be American football, but since that is not popular, he can settle for volleyball and soccer in Japan.
That is not to say he is poor with his academics. He is quite good at most subjects. His favorite would be chemistry and physics, but he is definite poor at math. |
44,370 | 1,210 | 81 | 1,149 | 1,303 | Jiro
"Ah, yes they narrowed it down so much. I forgot how useful people could be. Can they just give me a little honest and tell me something there hunger for. Jiro thought to himself as he search through the fridge and cabinets trying to think of what to cook. He was a bit paranoid that Nayu might drop more pork if he served it to her so he decided to go simple and make grilled cheeses with pineapple casserole. He pulled out the casserole and put it in the oven to warm up and began cooking the grill cheese.
He heard Nayu talk about the boxes in the room and decided to explain his situation."So you see my parents are divorced and are always traveling AND they know about my epilepsy, so they feel guilty and obligated to by me gifts that they think I like. They think it will "erase" for all the years they weren't with me and will not be with me. My dad sends me stuff a normal teenager would like, for example a TV, videogames, consoles, stuff like that. Most of it I cant use or is simply useless. My mom on the otherhand sends me things that she thinks I need. Though the only reason I use only about half of her stuff is because its either not to my taste or its useless. O, man my life is so hard, first world problems man. anyway feel free to take anything you you like thats in there. I rather it be used than just let it sit in a corner." He explain to them. By the end of his mini speech he had finish all three grilled cheeses and the cassorle was just above perfect temperature.
He didnt know where they would like to sit so he brought all three plates simultaneously to the table in front of the couch, since he thought they would be comfortable there. He was going ask them to sit down but the food was to tempting and he scarfed it down, slowing down eventually to enjoy it halfway through his meal.
The door bell rang as he was eating and he got up to see who it was. It was two delivery men with boxes. One was already at the door with a long slim package and a wide but slim package on the ground. He was handing him a clipbard with papers he wanted him to sign. The other deliviely man was trying to carry a normal sized box which look VERY heavy the way he was struggeling with it. He was only able to talk a few steps at a time before having to put it back down to catch his breath. After signing the papers he closed the door leaving the packages outside, since he thought to entertain his guest, somehow, first before opening his boxes, which he assumed were from his parents.
John
John was ingrossed with his 3DS when it was suddenly snatched from his hand. He was about to beat the shit out of someone, or at least threaten to, until he realize it was the principle. His anger quickly subsided and the principle explained that he had heard rumours about how he taught his class this morning and went into a small speech about how he was suppose to teach and how it was best for the children. John noded and pretended that he was listening deeply and after he finished he left the room glancing back, giving him the stink eye before leaving.
The warning bell rang and student began trickling back in. After the final bell rung he notice there was only about 2/3 of students that were still in the room. He noted that he needed to explain that it would be in there best interest to not skip. "CLASS" He shouted to get there attention, "There has been a change in plans. I am going to be collecting this packet at the end of class. Also it would be in your best interest not to skip class with me or otherwise you'll find that your grade will suffer severely. That is all." He heard a few students groan, and he didn't blame them since he would do the exact same thing under there situation. | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,371 | 1,210 | 82 | 2,065 | 3,584 | Her eyes sparkled while he spoke about his family. "Wow... That's amazing." She chuckled and looked around some more. "My parents nev- no no you don't want to hear my story." She slightly smiled and sat down. Her story was something that she never really talked about. It's not that she didn't want someone to listen and comfort her but no one ever asks and she is fine with that. Depressing people isn't a hobby of hers.
After a while of waiting, the food came and was set on a table in front of the couch. She carefully began to eat it after whispering her graces quickly. After taking a bite, tears fell down her face again but this time, they were full of happiness. "I-It's so good.." She said, munching the sandwich some more. She then heard the doorbell and turned her head to see who it was, seeing the mailmen, she turned back to enjoy her food some more. | Name: Miyahara Sakurai
Nickname: Sakura. She was called this by her father and has fallen in love with it since it reminds her of his last words that he was able to speak, "help."
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual.
Favorite person: Grandmother
Personality:
Sakura always seems to have a smile on for others but she actually hates most people. She is the type of person that likes to focus on the bad things in people first before getting to know them. Whenever someone gets too close to her, if she does not like them, she will harshly tell them to go away from her most likely with a smile on her face. Most humans disgust her and she used to be afraid of them but after time the feeling of fear from these people have slowly began to lessen. Even though she is like this, most of the hate goes to herself.
Her attitude can be seen as sweet and gentle when you greet her but after a while you will notice that she can be quite cold. She laughs a lot and is a straight A-student. Also, she has about 5 part time jobs since money is something that she loves a lot but does not believe in taking it from others and using it as your own. Abnormal people always piqued her interest since they are different and you learn something new about them almost everyday. In addition, she is a bit of a sadist.
Loyalty is something that she has but does not use much since she does not have anyone to be loyal to. She will become extremely friendly with people that she trusts, respects, and love. She has often been betrayed so she wants to be loyal to those that she loves and has a habit of protecting others especially animals. Whenever people are seen hurting an animal she will get infuriated and tell them to stop and if they do not, she will not hesitate to go to greater lengths.
People that are kind to everyone scare her a lot. Trauma.
If you surprisingly become a close friend of hers, you will begin to notice that she may be more weak, timid, and scared than she seems to be. The best way that someone would become friends with her in the first place would be with sweets. She is actually a very cute person.
After school, on some days, she has a habit of just sitting in the corner of her classroom with a blank face.
Bio:
When she was younger, she was a crybaby and was often called names and bullied daily. One day she snapped at them and started to punch a classmate as hard as possible and broke their jaw as well as putting them into a coma. She smiled throughout the whole entire thing.
In her first year of middle school, she was quite popular. After a few weeks, however, her algebra teacher began to sexually harass and she often had to calmly brush her off since she had decided not to hurt anyone anymore after the student went into a coma for about 1 month. She gave up on that when the teacher attempted to rape her after school and beat him until he passed out.
In the middle of her second year of middle school, her parents began to fight viciously and after a while her father began to hit Sakura as a way to relieve stress. Her mom always stood there and watched her, crying. She was actually training herself before this to get stronger. One day, she grabbed a knife from the kitchen and when her father attempted to hit her, she stabbed his hand and tied him up to the bed pole and tortured him for about a week. She later called the cops and told them that her mom had done all of it. Her being only 12, they believed her and her father could not argue since she had made him unable to speak.
Ever since then, she made sure to get stronger so that she could kill anyone that wanted to get in her way. Her emotions were set to almost always smiling and laughing. If she decides that you are loyal and can be trusted, she will become like a servant and a pet to you as well as a bodyguard. She also lives alone in an apartment near her school. Acts like a prince at times but can be just as adorable.
"You are nothing if not a useless waste of space."
Theme song:
Jap ver-
Other:
She has done archery and judo for a long time and will most likely continue one or the other in high school but has a secret passion of the violin as well. A hobby of hers is to take photos of scenery but only takes photos when she is alone.
Her favorite subject would be math and least favorite would be science.
She has a surprising sweet tooth but will not feel enthusiastic about eating chocolate and loves small and cute things. Music is also something that she loves. Classical, rock, and jazz are her favorites, pop is at the top of her hate list.
Whenever she is nervous or scared, she beings to scratch her wrists up to the point that they begin to bleed. She will stop only if someone snaps her out of her daze. Her wrists are covered in marks that could be alarming to others.
Secretly, she carries around the same razor sharp knife that she killed her father with inside of her bag.
She will most likely not become friends with you if you were the one to get close to her first. If she finds someone that she takes interest in, she will speak to them.
A bit of OCD.
She will not stand by and tolerate bullying.
(Truth is, she actually wants someone to trust)
(Sorry it was so long. I keep adding stuff!! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ)
All in all, she is pretty much broken inside |
44,372 | 1,210 | 83 | 2,641 | 474 | Rini's breathing continued to ease from the contact that she had made with Kyoichi earlier, and for some reason, she couldn't look him in the face, she had no idea why. She watched a hand move towards her slowly, but stopped at a distance before hearing a calming voice. Upon hearing the voice, she looked up at Kyoichi to see him smiling, she was feeling jealous that Kyoichi had this 'happiness'. Even though she was jealous, she looked towards his hand and slowly made her way towards it, being very gentle when she grabbed it. Rini started at the contact of their hands, feeling the warmth gradually go up her arm, Rini was trying to figure out if this was a reaction or not.
"Let's go." Rini said as she put her other hand on her scarf, before wrapping it around her neck and leading the way for the both of them. Rini was taking it slow, but she felt like she had to be around Kyoichi, or maybe that's not the case?
Simon chuckled a little after what he had said, he continued to sit down waiting for the spectacular food that was in stock for him and Nayu. Eventually the story came around of Jiro's family, which Simon found very interesting, Simon's own family was nearly always home. Simon used to get into a lot of arguments with both of his parents, his older sister would always have to break apart the argument before it escalated quickly. Simon closed his eyes slightly as he tilted his head back on the couch, thinking to himself that what he had done as a kid wasn't necessary, all it did was simply make him an arrogant child. Simon was glad that Jiro's family weren't bad people, or that he had huge argument with them, but he was a little sad that he was isolated by them.
After thinking about his past, his nose had caught a whiff of the foot coming towards him to the small table. He opened his eyes to fully identify what he was about to eat, and boy was he one happy person. Simon had no idea what he wanted to dive in first, he decided to let the grilled cheese cool down a little while he ate the delightful casserole. "Thank you for the food." Simon said as he put his hands together. Simon took a piece off it before taking a bite, his eyes started to shine as a large smile formed on his face, bigger than the ones before. "Woah... you did listen to what I asked for did you?" Simon chuckled to himself a little before looking to Nayu, seeing tears fall down her face. "It's really good isn't it?" Simon said as he smiled to her kindly.
Simon heard the doorbell ring, looking at the mailmen at the door, he noticed one having struggle and titled his head slightly. Hopefully that man is okay. Simon thought to himself in concern. | “I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.”
Name
Rini Morinaga
Nickname
Android
Age
16
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Demisexual - Demisexuality is a sexual orientation in which someone feels sexual attraction only to people with whom they have an emotional bond.
Personality
Rini has no emotions, so when she is talking with someone it's just a boring old tone that is added to her voice. Rini excels in every subject (except PE) making her seem to be the perfect straight A student of the year group. Rini is also a very shy girl, but she doesn't get flustered up and run off from somebody who approaches her. Rini just doesn't have the motivation to talk to people, she wouldn't be getting anything in return after all, so what's the point? If Rini somehow starts to care for someone, she will be very loyal to them and never betray them under any circumstance.
She has a curiosity of what the purpose of the world is, and why it was created in the first place. She wants to know the feeling of emotion, and why she wasn't born with such a gift that everyone seems to have. If somebody falls in love with Rini, it will be nearly impossible for her to feel the same way, unless you are the most important person to her. When Rini is bullied by classmates, she feels nothing from them, not one single emotion. She would just sit and listen to their 'statements', curious as to why they would call her Android. Being a victim of Antisocial Personality Disorder, this is why she acts as so.
Bio
Rini was born with Antisocial Personality Disorder, which makes her feel no emotion at all, which made growing up a little indifferent from other children. Her father passed away when she was really young, her older brother and sister were crying, as well as her mother. However, Rini felt no emotion from the loss of her father, and could only stand there at the grave as her family members were crying their eyes out. She didn't know what sadness felt like, neither did she know the feeling of loneliness as well. The house was very empty from the departure of her father, with the liveliness and joy disappearing from the family.
Growing up Rini was bullied a lot, she was always called Robot or Android from the other students of the school, the main ones being in the same class as her. These same group of bullies followed her around until the start of high school, Rini doesn't care about them one bit, often warning them to stay away from her. Rini had attacked one of the bullies when she was younger, and permanently blinded one of their eyes with a stick, but yet they still wanted to come along and be a pest to her.
It has been since then, Rin has moved to a new school to make a new start. Where she wouldn't be annoyed by a pested of lunatics.
Theme Song
Other
- Her favorite animal is a wolf
- Her favorite color is yellow
- Her favorite food are strawberries
- Her favorite season is Winter
- Her birthday is on February 22
"Kiss me and you will see how important I am."
Name
Simon Morinaga
Nickname
Mr Heartthrob
Age
17 (Repeated when he was in 1st Grade)
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
Personality
Simon is the charmer of the school year, he always is seen around girls flirting to them, despite the fact that he also likes boys as well. He would always bow down to a beautiful lady in sight, making that lady feel like royalty around him, which could possibly score him a date with them. When Simon is caught by surprise, he can become incredibly cute and adorable to the one who jumped him. Despite how Simon acts to these girls, he doesn't treat them like toys or regard them as a lower species, he's actually grateful for being blessed by them in the first place. As his nickname implies, at the sight of him, it sends the students with beating hearts at an instance.
When Simon becomes sad, it will bring him down a lot, unless he's just moping that a girl didn't want to go on a date with him. He also rarely ever gets mad, since he doesn't want to bring out his stubborn young self once again.
Bio
Simon was born as a beautiful and stubborn child, he would always pick fights with his parents for not getting him the toys that he wanted. But the reason was because their family at the time had been poor, so they had less presents than any of the other children in the area. He continued this behavior until he heard the death of his Uncle, which sent him into a barrage of sadness. He finally woke up to the world after his older brother told him to admire the beauty of that is in the world, and to hold onto it for as long as you can. Simon would occasionally visit his cousins, which included Rini, but he was always with her older brother.
As Simon was getting older, he had gradually started to get closer to Rini as they both grew up, but Rini would always be quiet around him. Simon had started to act all flirty and romantic to girls when he was around junior high, which scored him many dates with the girls from lower and higher years. But when he reached high school, that's when he started to bring out even more of his flirty schemes. He decided to also keep watch on his cousin, to see how she would deal with high school.
Theme Song
Side Notes
- His favorite animal is a cat.
- His favorite color is Green.
- His favorite food is pocky.
- His favorite season is Autumn.
- His birthday is on April 14 |
44,373 | 1,210 | 84 | 963 | 69 | A boy who had a blank expression was walking with a teacher, the boy seemed like he was hugging a sketch pad and seemed to only nod as the teacher spoke.
The boy see's two students that seem to be walking at the opposite direction, curious at what might've happened he looked forward as the teacher guided him to his classroom. | Name: July Auburn
Niclname: Jul (Jewel)
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Personality:
July is a young man who likes to play as a Mute, he isnnot fond of speaking so he always carries a sketchpad or whistle with him to communicate.
His expressions can be rather emotionless as he tries to hide his emotions from others.
Though he seen to be fond and capable of doing various things such as playing instrument and cooking as well as keeping a rabbit.
He is very helpful and does requests of others just to help although he has a blank expression, he is always happy to help.
Bio:
Taken in by the Sakuraba family as he was an orphan, he was usually made fun off because of how un-manly his hobbies and tone of voice was at his young age, he stayed with four people after being an orphan namingly a man named Trilby, a bar keeper named Nick who is his father now, his step brother Neku and step sister Amy.
They stayed in the second and thrid floor of the bar, which is where July decided to work on his skills and learning new ones.
Though he is not good at sports and doesnt want to be in any of the sort.
Theme song: Prelude -Endo mikio (K-project)
Side note:
He is caring though he may not show it, he can do a multitude of things that involve taking care of others or making others happy through, playing music, cooking or baking, drawing or filling requests. |
44,374 | 1,210 | 85 | 963 | 69 | The boy saw what the school looked like and decided on accepting a late enrollment since his step sister and brother opted him to.
After it was all said and done, the boy would start attending next thing tomorrow and so he went home.
(Sorry, i only noticed now that school was over.) | Name: July Auburn
Niclname: Jul (Jewel)
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Personality:
July is a young man who likes to play as a Mute, he isnnot fond of speaking so he always carries a sketchpad or whistle with him to communicate.
His expressions can be rather emotionless as he tries to hide his emotions from others.
Though he seen to be fond and capable of doing various things such as playing instrument and cooking as well as keeping a rabbit.
He is very helpful and does requests of others just to help although he has a blank expression, he is always happy to help.
Bio:
Taken in by the Sakuraba family as he was an orphan, he was usually made fun off because of how un-manly his hobbies and tone of voice was at his young age, he stayed with four people after being an orphan namingly a man named Trilby, a bar keeper named Nick who is his father now, his step brother Neku and step sister Amy.
They stayed in the second and thrid floor of the bar, which is where July decided to work on his skills and learning new ones.
Though he is not good at sports and doesnt want to be in any of the sort.
Theme song: Prelude -Endo mikio (K-project)
Side note:
He is caring though he may not show it, he can do a multitude of things that involve taking care of others or making others happy through, playing music, cooking or baking, drawing or filling requests. |
44,375 | 1,210 | 86 | 1,149 | 1,303 | After Jiro finished his lunch he sorta just looked up and thought "Well fuck, I don't know what to do now...never had guests before...maybe a game?" He got up and said "Um, I guess I can go look in the back for a game or something..." and walked into the back room which was filled with boxes.
He dug through the boxes trying to find something that would entertain the three of them. Though he had recently moved here, the boxes were covered with a light coat of dust. He came across a box filled with Wii items including the console. "Well there's a start even though I personally don't care for video games." He mumbled to himself. He continued to search and came across a box filled with board and card games. The only thing was, was that it was filled with obscure games like X-Com the board game, Settlers of Catan, Legend of Zelda Monopoly,...Paw Patrol Uno...and various other games.
He placed the games on top of the Wii box and walked back out dusty and looking side to side to see where he was going. After placing that boxes on the table, he gave a small sigh of relief. He grabbed the three empty plates and placed them in the sink. Afterwards he said walking into the back hallway again "Excuse me but if you couldn't tell I need to get a new pair of clothes. You guys can go ahead and pick something out that you wanna play, if anything at all."
He looked back down at his clothes and saw all the blood, damped by water, and covered in dust and gave a big sigh. "This is going to be fun to clean." He thought to himself as he undressed in his bedroom. Since he had the day off and wasn't planning to go out again he got into something very comfortable and looked more like sleep clothes. He wore a plain gray shirt that had The Punisher symbol on it and dark blue pants that had the snow flakes and the cookie monster with a Santa hat all over it. It was also Extremely soft, like a blanket. He threw his dirty clothes into his laundry basket and hung his hat one of the bedside poles and walked back out to Simon and Nayu. | "No! I don't want to fight you!"
Name
Elise Dupont
Nickname
Elle
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Homosexual
Age
16
Personality
Elle is someone who doesn't like to fight. First impressions are everything to her, so to most people she comes off as kind. She's quite forgiving, almost a little too forgiving at most times. She puts a lot of trust into other people, and is very loyal to her friends. She just wants to see the world be a better place, and I don't think that's very unreasonable.
History
Elle was born in France, and has pure French blood. As such, French is her native language. Her father is the CEO of a big business called "Je ne sais pas." Her mother is the stay-at-home type, so she learned most of her manners and things from her mother. One of these was that you could always spare someone. You didn't have to fight at all. This lesson has stuck with her through her entire life. Recently, her father moved to Japan for a business deal. She lives in an apartment with her mother being around much more.
Nothing especially traumatizing has happened to her.
Other Notes
Elle's never dated someone in her life.
She loves music. She also sings a bit. |
44,376 | 1,211 | 0 | 1,030 | 26 | Siobhán
Walking along the worn cobblestone path Siobhán moved easily, her freckle smattered skin glowing softly, subtly. Today was overcast and thus she was less luminous, her mother had produced many children in ancient times but she was the only recent one. Being half-faerie came with certain perks but also certain down sides. She moved as graceful as one might assume a faerie would, seeming to float across the stone beneath her grey converse clad feet. Many humans who she had met often commented on the fact that she held herself a certain way, perhaps it was due to the fact her mother was the deity that ruled over sovereignty. She was also a Queen, as such she supposed that made her a Princess though her mother never treated her as such. Her mother was quite fond of her though, always working with her on using her magick when she found time the get away from her duties. It was nothing that Siobhán was very concerned about to be honest. If she was a princess then perhaps she should stop a laundry list of long standing habits that she had acquired.
Cahal was slinking not to far away from her through the shadows, glancing sideways to be sure of her location every few moments. Her long strawberry blonde hair flowed outwardly behind her and brushed against her face from a breeze that seemed to only swirl around her. Cahal wasn't often so far away but he was uncomfortable with so many people wandering about. With a wave of her hand she sent him away, showing that she wished for him to find somewhere to wait and come back when there were less people for him to worry about. It was a push, a soft ebb and flow of emotions, reflecting his discomfort and replacing it with the longing she would feel for his company when he was gone. It was a complex way to communicate but it certainly worked well.
Before her stood a vast building that was made seemingly entirely out of colossal grey stones stacked one on top of the other. It could only ever have been done with magic. Not magick like faeries had but magic that witches had. Witches were few and far between now, they had been since the witch hysteria many many years before she was born. It had taken out a good portion of the population. She entered through the massive wooden door into the dormitory which was really more of a luxurious condo building than anything else. The human university dorms she had seen were nothing like the ones here. These were clean and bright and could be endlessly customized prior to move in.
She had been roomed with one other female and a male. The female, named Hayley was apparently a daughter of Hermes while the male was a son of Morpheus. She was unsure of how things would go with this pairing, she wasn't particularly upset with it but she wasn't excited so to speak either. She didn't know either of them and that was what sort of frightened her about it. She tended to not be very good with people she didn't know. She nervously tugged at the bottom seam of her pale turquoise tank top that she'd chosen today before she opened up the door to their apartment. It was bright and modern so to speak, all metal appliances in the kitchen with sleek black leather sofa and a glass and brushed metal coffee table. The countertops in the kitchen and on the small breakfast bar were smokey grey marble, a swirled mix of white, grey, and black with white cabinetry surrounding the darkness. It was all beautiful, more so the view from the massive glass wall that over looked the vast wilderness that surrounded the university. It was positioned on nearly 30,000 acres of land or just shy of 50 square miles, all land they were free to roam and do as they wished on. It was towards the front of the property and thus only about 2 hours from the nearest town, a town where the people who lived there ignored any strange happenings.
Siobhán hoped dearly that her companions would like her, it wouldn't be a pleasant stay if they didn't. She headed out onto the balcony through the glass doors, to lean against the railing and feel the breeze on her face. Little song birds flitted by, landing not too far away from her. They seemed to be comforted by her presence, it wasn't long before the rail of the balcony was nearly covered in various species of birds. | First Name: Brigid Siobhán
Nickname: Siobhán (Shiv-awn)
Gender: Female
Species: Daughter of the Faerie Queen and Celtic Goddess Áine
Personality: Much like her mother Brigid or Siobhán as she prefers to be called, she is quite joyful and empathetic to most people that she knows. She is very shy at first and doesn't warm up to strangers very quickly. However, with those she already knows she is quite warm and happy. She does have a somewhat calming aura around her that makes people drawn to her.
Hobbies: Gardening, Herbalism, Studying permaculture/self-suffiency, spending time outdoors
Abilities:
Glamour - Siobhán can change her appearance as well as hide herself from fully human people. Anyone of supernatural origins or children of deities can see her regardless though. This is an ability that she does have full continuous control over.
Nature's Call - Siobhán loves being in the outdoors, she cannot stay indoors for extended periods of time. Absolutely no more than twenty-four hours at a time. Any longer and she will become quite ill. Outdoors she is slightly stronger than the average human and she also has an innate connection to animals, especially wildlife. She does have somewhat of a connection to plants but its not nearly as strong as the one to animals. She can even "speak" to animals in a way. They understand her intent.
Summer's Touch - This is a sort of latent ability, Siobhán in her true form literally glows. She looks as if she is lit from within by the sun itself. She is also quite warm to the touch, she can increase this head quite rapidly if she wishes to do so. More than enough to burn but it takes significant levels of energy to do so. She smells of fresh summer air, flowers, and she nearly always has a a bright twinkle like the sun in her eyes.
Faerie Magick - This is Siobhán's only true active ability so to speak. She can do small magicks currently. She still requires power words and draws heavily on the natural magick around her as she does not have much stored magick of her own as of yet. The older she gets the more magick she will gather, practicing will also help build magick. Too much magick and she gets very ill and it begins with nose bleeds.
Extra: Siobhán cannot tell lies much like other faeries. She also, more often than not, is in the company of a coyote she calls Cahal |
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Jackie shivered and groaned thinly, slowly trudging her way up what seemed the looooooong path (though it was, in reality, quite short, merely cutting across a courtyard from the meal hall) back to her building, back to her dorm, back to the little halo of glorious sunlight that lit it up with brilliant, life-granting sunlight. It had been overcast for nearly a week straight, and she could barely go outside. But needs must, and she'd needed to eat. For the past few days, she'd been subsisting entirely off of instant noodles cooked up in her dorm. She was wracked with intense tremors every time she'd gone outside for the past two days. She glared up at the sky, grumbling. You know, as much as I'm glad I'm your daughter, would it kill ya to get rid of some of these clouds? Of course, no answer was forthcoming. She hadn't expected one. She resumed her walk, plodding along with tiny, exhausted steps. The breeze threatened to blow her over, and she could actually feel herself leaking solar light, could see it coming off of her luminescent golden hair in little flecks of flame that floated up into the gray sky for a few feet before dimming and dying. Even though it was still pretty warm out and she was dressed in a thick, warm hoodie, there wasn't much that outerwear did for the kind of cold she was currently wrapped in. It was a bone-deep chill, and she hated every second of it. Or, well, she had when she'd gone out. At this point, she barely had the energy left for hate.
Most people would've killed to be in her position. A legitimate excuse to have a single dorm? Phenomenal! Not so Jackie. She was outgoing and social, and found the isolation stifling. Every so very often she'd hear rumors of another sun child like herself, but none of them had come to fruition. You'd think, she thought irritably, that with all the sun gods out there—Helios, Ra, that Aztec one whose name I can't pronounce, Huitzilosomething—one would show up here. So entrenched had she been during her day of blahhh that today was one that she'd been looking forward to all year: the day of arrival for new students.
The first she knew about it was when she saw someone she'd never seen before. Fully conscious of her appearance as she shed feather motes of brilliant light, she walked over towards a girl who was hanging out from over a balcony flooded with songbirds. Quirking her eyebrow in curiosity, she tried to muster a shout, but all that came out was her ordinary voice. She rolled her eyes, gnashing her teeth in annoyance. Sheesh. I need to my room, stat. But first... She looked up again, analyzing the building where she saw the girl. Now that she thought about it, she realized that she was putting out a faint halo of subtle light. Jackie grinned lopsidedly, some modicum of energy returning as she contemplated meeting all the new students. Can't wait to meet her!
Once she was inside, among the brilliant fluorescent bulbs, she felt a bit better. Not well enough, though. A recharge was in order. Luckily, her dorm seemed to be along the same hallway as New Girl's, only a few down the row. Padding down the hall with slightly more orderly steps, she clicked open her door, swearing slightly as the lock stuck. Just like it always seemed to. As soon as she opened it, a blast of intense light illuminated the hallway, and she sighed in relief, grinning and feeling the aches and pains of an overcast day fade slightly. The light dimmed, and so did her smile. Ughhhhhh. I need a SUNNY day soon! There's only so much more of this I can take. With her exhaustion assuaged, she shut the door, immediately feeling her newfound energy beginning to sap. She winced. Better make this quick, then. She approached what she was pretty sure was the girl's door and, taking just a moment to compose herself and set her hoodie into better order, knocked loudly on the door.
"Hey! Anyone home?" | First Name: Jacqueline
Surname: Brake
Nickname: Jackie, Sunny
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Species: Jackie is the daughter of Sól, the ancient Norse personification and goddess of the sun.
Personality: Jacqueline is a sly, mischievous girl who always has a smile on her face and an easy laugh and joke available. She's never been the type to stay down, and is quite adept at bouncing back from injury, whether it be physical, mental, or emotional. Her bubbly enthusiasm is infectious. She's not stupid—actually, she's rather intelligent—but she's often perceived as such because of her bouncy personality. Underneath that happy-go-lucky exterior, though, there's a bit of a tragic figure. She grew up without her mother. She has vague memories of her from when she was very little, and she remembers a radiant, golden-blonde figure, practically glowing, looking at her with intense pride in her orange-crimson eyes. Past that, there's almost nothing but a feeling of absence. She feels cheated. Despite knowing that her mother has the whole "keep-the-sun-moving" responsibility, she's constantly frustrated, and if prodded sufficiently, is prone to outbursts of anger.
Hobbies: Jackie likes hiking, especially when doing so involves mountaineering. She likes flying in planes too. Anything that gets her closer to the sun. She's also taken up amateur blacksmithing, occasionally frequenting the forge usually kept on hand for children of Hephaestus or Vulcan.
Abilities: As the daughter of Sól, Jackie has the ability to manipulate solar fire. First, it's worth mentioning that her abilities are significantly more powerful when she's outside, especially if the weather is clear and it's daytime. Her most common usage of her control over the sun's heat is simply utilitarian. As someone who's never been much of a fighter, she usually uses it simply to light fires, or to light up the area around her. In fact, her dorm is lit with a constant toroid of solar light that hovers in the small fireplace. On the occasion she does have to use her abilities more offensively, she'd probably do it in one of two different ways, depending on the circumstances. If she were inside, she would simply conjure fire around her hands and/or feet, resorting to hand-to-hand combat. Outside, however, and especially during the day, she's able to call down narrow beams of concentrated solar heat and light, scorching the earth in a circle that caps out at about two feet in diameter. The larger it is, the more readily she becomes exhausted, and she's unable to do this more than a few times in a row if she uses larger beams. She'd seldom have to; they are almost unimaginably hot, far more so than an ordinary fire.
Extra: It's worth mentioning that she's unable to have a roommate, unless there are certain extenuating circumstances. See, she's unable to sleep—or function well at all, actually—in the dark, and so her room is consistently bright, no matter what. Even if the power goes out, it's still light with sunfire. She becomes very fatigued if it remains overcast for more than forty-eight hours in a row. She's kinda like a solar battery; her energy level is dependent on exposure to sunlight, so most of the time, she's outside and active unless it's raining. Then she's inside, sunning herself (pun intended) in front of her lighting installation. Finally, she prides herself on her eyes; they look just like her mother Sól's. |
44,378 | 1,211 | 2 | 1,181 | 437 | Ash walked down the hall to his new room wondering who his roommates might be. He played with the ballpoint pen in his hand as he examined the hallway he was venturing down. The place had an odd mixture of ancient and modern that would take some getting used to. He pulled his satchel in front of him checking it's contents, confirming they were all still in there proper place, he rounded the last corner before his room. He couldn't remember the last time he had slept in a proper bed, and supposed that was for the best. There was no telling what sort of dreams he could pick up on in this place.
His long black hair had been left down today and his red beanie was snug on his head. He wondered to himself if anyone had reached the room before him. Before coming he had checked the roster for the rooms and found two other names next to his. A small part of him hoped they were nice, he was tired of people fearing him for his strange appearance. This would be his first time encountering any other magic creatures? Mythological beings? He wasn't exactly what to call them or what would be in store down the hall. He realized he had been standing there in contemplation far too long when he was struck by an odd feeling, almost like something was drawing him toward the other side of the door.
There was a woman standing in the hall in front of the door. He wasn't sure what to do or how she approach her.‘Hi. I'm Ash. I like reading and old kung fu flicks and oh yeah I can change my appearance at will and watch your dreams like a creep. Want to be friends?’
He decided quickly that wouldn't be a good approach. He debates on weather to focus on changing his eye color like he had on the streets when strangers were around. An administrative clerk with green tinted skin had told him it would be best to be his self when meeting the people here, but he wasn't sure. He was taking to much time now and began to panic.
“Hi.” He said his voice cracking slightly. Great now he sounded juvenile and timid. This place was probably going to eat him alive. “I'm, uh. I'm Ash I think your knocking on my door.”He stammered trying to be as friendly as possible, allowing a smile to show on his face. He hoped it looked genuine. He also realized it might sound rude and quickly thought if a way to recover the situation. Yeah... eaten alive. | First Name: Ashlin
Surname: Ramiel
Nickname: Ash
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Demi-God, son of Morpheus.
Personality: Ash tends to stick to himself when he can, finding groups overwhelming, he never had many friends espescially not after his abilities started showing up. Most of the time he has his face shoved into some old book as this tends to keep most people from approaching him unnecessarily. He almost constantly looks like he hasn't gotten enough sleep though he never looks worn out or tired.
Ash tries his hardest to stay out of trouble but can't seem to keep is opinions to himself at times. He has a rather high I.Q. but doesn't like to flaunt it over others. He grew up in a foster home but was turned out, after his abilities started going haywire, and was forced to live on the street. He never knew either of his parents until he was 16 when his father appeared in one of his dreams.
Appearance: He has long black hair usually pulled back and is of a slender build. He generally dresses in all black and wears a beanie of some sort. His eyes shine in a prismatic way, looking like gleaming jewels in the light, and flashing diffrent colors depending on if his mood is strong enough.
Hobbies: Reading, video games, martial arts and free running.
Abilities:
Dream Walking: Can enter into other people's dreams and slightly effect them. Works strongest on those nearest him.
Dream Inducing: Can cause others to dream what he wants them to.
Lethargy: Can cause people to grow tired and fall into a day dream like state.
Mind Manipulation: Can cause people to see visions and perceive feelings. Those are the limits of this ability as of yet.
Shapeshifting: Can his appearance as he sees fit. He's attempted animals but can't seem to hold the form for very long.
Extra: Can't fully control all of his abilities and often falls asleep without warning. |
44,379 | 1,211 | 3 | 1,528 | 498 | Hayley walked slowly through the dorm halls. Suitcase in hand, and a little backpack on her back. She was nervous; in all her years she had never shared a dorm room. Normally she was placed on her own - however the principal had insisted on her being 'with her own kind'.
But her kind didn't exist, because..
No, Hermes. Have to think Hermes. She mentally scolded herself, reaching the dorm room. Except there was people already there. Taking a calming breath, and trying to push the aura of dread surrounding her away, which wasn't really easy or possible, and strode forward towards her room. A small smile on her face to try and make her seem more friendly than she felt. | First Name: Hayley
Surname: Has had many surnames - Smith, Kingsley, Ringwood, Horish to name a few. Her original surname was Williams
Nickname: Nobody has given her one yet
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: She has been placed with the children of Hermes. She is actually the daughter of Hades, God of the Underworld.
Personality: Hayley is a mixture of things - she can be kind, and sweet to those who are kind to her. She also is prone to bursts of anger, and can be very nasty and hurtful. Even violent at times. However, she's truthfully just lonely. Having grown up going from foster home to foster home, she's never had a real family nor any friends, which left her with a lack of trust.
Hayleys original mother, Anne, was a showgirl at one of the most famous Las Vegas casinos. She made a good living, being both popular and pretty. On one of her holidays abroad, to Greece, she accidentally stumbled across an entrance to the Underworld. Using her wit and her looks, she managed to convince the man she met to let her go - and Hades was more than happy to enjoy a bit of fun with the women. After she escaped, and after a very uncomfortable flight back, she discovered she was pregnant.
Worst case scenario. When the baby was born, she named her Hayley...then gave her away to her sister, who was unable to have children. However, Hayley always had a bad feeling about her, and soon even Annes sister wanted nothing to do with her. From then, she bounced from Foster home to Foster home. Always someone who wanted to 'redeem' her, and always they failed. She fell in with the bad crowds, the aura of dread that radiated off her both brought her protection and suffering depending on how others reacted.
She was discovered by the principal of the University, who quickly spotted what she was and took her in. Hiding that she was a child of Hades due to how many would react, she was told to hide her past and pretend to be a child of Hermes - the man had so many children across the world, it was an easy lie.
She really didn't fit in though - and found herself isolated again.
Hobbies: Hayley loves to go underground, cave exploring. She's also got a fascination with motorbikes, even owning one at one point. She's quite intelligent, and reads a lot - usually in the dark where nobody can see her.
Abilities:
Hayley can manipulate Earth - she isn't great at using it at the moment, and cannot do it for long, however she can use the Earth to fight for her and has done in the past
Hayley can sense the spirits and ghosts of the dead - they respond to her depending how they feel (sometimes relieved, sometimes afraid). She can communicate with them, but is still learning the language of the dead
Hayley gives off a feeling of dread, as if Death itself was just around the corner. She cannot control this - and the feeling is increased if she is scared or excited
Hayley is able to see in the dark quite well - especially underground, where she feels at home
Extra: Hayley is terrified of both flying and the ocean. She also warm to the touch, growing hotter if she is angry. Nobody at the school except the principal and the chosen few tasked to look over her know who her real parents are - Children of Hades are very rare - there hasn't been another for a very long time, and they often have an extremely bad reputation as both bad children, and bad luck. |
44,380 | 1,211 | 4 | 1,350 | 586 | Jackie spun on her heel, mouth spreading into an enormous grin. "Oh, cool! I think your roomy's in there, I saw her on the balcony!" Her grin faded just a tad before returning at full force, though she could still feel sunlight peeling away from her. It would only be a few minutes before she had to retreat to her room and recover. "Wish I could have roommates, but eh, there's a charm to living in a single, I guess. I get nothing if not quality alone time!" She held out a hand to the boy. He looked about the same age as herself. Maybe a year younger, older? She couldn't quite tell. She giggled a bit as she beheld his opalescent eyes and long, glossy black hair. "You look like my uncle Máni!" Okay, so she'd only actually seen him once and she was very little, but from the mythology she'd read, they were pretty close.
She stuck out her hand, clearly offering a handshake. She put a little bit of sun—a very little bit—into her hand, hoping that the warmth would help him open up to her. It was a ploy she'd used many times. It's amazing what a warm handshake will do, she reflected. She had a feeling, just because of how awkwardly he was acting, that not only was he experiencing the inevitable jitters of moving into an unfamiliar place, but he was also definitely an introvert. He probably wasn't all that thrilled to interact socially. She knew it instinctively, with a knowledge born of long socialization with everybody she could find. Then and there, Jackie made it her mission to become his friend, maybe ease his transition into such a different place.
"I'm Jacqueline Brake, but you can just call me Jackie. Everyone does! Nice to meet some new people!"
She made her smile as genuine as possible, but couldn't resist playing a little trick. She never could. Lowering her voice to a loud stage whisper, she added, "By the way, that voice crack was adorable." She laughed lightheartedly. "Just come get me if you need any help getting settled in. I'm just down that way." She motioned down the hall. "You can't miss my room. It's the one that's blindingly bright at all times of the day and night. Office hours are officially open, and I hope we can get to know each other!"
With that, she resumed waiting. This time, for the door to open and for her handshake. She was aware that she might've made him uncomfortable, but she was old hat at this kind of thing. As long as the discomfort was worked out quick, it usually didn't last long.
She suddenly became very belatedly aware that she'd seen someone when she'd motioned down the hall. Grinning as wide as she could—whoops, I'm starting to shed light again—she turned again, this time seeing another girl. Crimson-orange eyes narrowed ever-so-slightly as she peered into the other girl's. Not this one; she's not the kind I can get by being outgoing. She looks like she's in pain, not anxious. Even though just being near the girl put Jackie on edge for some reason—she couldn't think of why, but she felt like something bad was about to happen—she softened the exuberant edge on her smile as she greeted the other girl in a bit more of a straightforward fashion.
"Hey, I'm Jackie. What's your name?" | First Name: Jacqueline
Surname: Brake
Nickname: Jackie, Sunny
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Species: Jackie is the daughter of Sól, the ancient Norse personification and goddess of the sun.
Personality: Jacqueline is a sly, mischievous girl who always has a smile on her face and an easy laugh and joke available. She's never been the type to stay down, and is quite adept at bouncing back from injury, whether it be physical, mental, or emotional. Her bubbly enthusiasm is infectious. She's not stupid—actually, she's rather intelligent—but she's often perceived as such because of her bouncy personality. Underneath that happy-go-lucky exterior, though, there's a bit of a tragic figure. She grew up without her mother. She has vague memories of her from when she was very little, and she remembers a radiant, golden-blonde figure, practically glowing, looking at her with intense pride in her orange-crimson eyes. Past that, there's almost nothing but a feeling of absence. She feels cheated. Despite knowing that her mother has the whole "keep-the-sun-moving" responsibility, she's constantly frustrated, and if prodded sufficiently, is prone to outbursts of anger.
Hobbies: Jackie likes hiking, especially when doing so involves mountaineering. She likes flying in planes too. Anything that gets her closer to the sun. She's also taken up amateur blacksmithing, occasionally frequenting the forge usually kept on hand for children of Hephaestus or Vulcan.
Abilities: As the daughter of Sól, Jackie has the ability to manipulate solar fire. First, it's worth mentioning that her abilities are significantly more powerful when she's outside, especially if the weather is clear and it's daytime. Her most common usage of her control over the sun's heat is simply utilitarian. As someone who's never been much of a fighter, she usually uses it simply to light fires, or to light up the area around her. In fact, her dorm is lit with a constant toroid of solar light that hovers in the small fireplace. On the occasion she does have to use her abilities more offensively, she'd probably do it in one of two different ways, depending on the circumstances. If she were inside, she would simply conjure fire around her hands and/or feet, resorting to hand-to-hand combat. Outside, however, and especially during the day, she's able to call down narrow beams of concentrated solar heat and light, scorching the earth in a circle that caps out at about two feet in diameter. The larger it is, the more readily she becomes exhausted, and she's unable to do this more than a few times in a row if she uses larger beams. She'd seldom have to; they are almost unimaginably hot, far more so than an ordinary fire.
Extra: It's worth mentioning that she's unable to have a roommate, unless there are certain extenuating circumstances. See, she's unable to sleep—or function well at all, actually—in the dark, and so her room is consistently bright, no matter what. Even if the power goes out, it's still light with sunfire. She becomes very fatigued if it remains overcast for more than forty-eight hours in a row. She's kinda like a solar battery; her energy level is dependent on exposure to sunlight, so most of the time, she's outside and active unless it's raining. Then she's inside, sunning herself (pun intended) in front of her lighting installation. Finally, she prides herself on her eyes; they look just like her mother Sól's. |
44,381 | 1,211 | 5 | 1,528 | 498 | The flickering of light from the brightest light in the room caught Hayleys attention first - and she paused as the warm voice spoke. It was...friendly? Something she wasn't used to, and at first Hayley didn't answer, just looked at this Jackie. Trying to work out her angle.
What does she want? Just...a greeting maybe?
Eventually, Hayley smiled again, softly, and offered a hand to shake. Better than a hug right now, Hayley was sure she was giving off enough back feelings without adding a dose of full-body dreadhugs.
"Hi. Hayley...I'm Hayley. Um..." she took a moment, before speaking a little more confidently "sorry, little nervous. I'm Hayley. I'm staying in one of these rooms. Nice to meet you."
If Jackie was to accept the handshake, she'd find Hayley's hand quite hot. Not a nice heat though, but closer to a scolding flame. More unnatural.
She gave the boy there a small smile as well. | First Name: Hayley
Surname: Has had many surnames - Smith, Kingsley, Ringwood, Horish to name a few. Her original surname was Williams
Nickname: Nobody has given her one yet
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: She has been placed with the children of Hermes. She is actually the daughter of Hades, God of the Underworld.
Personality: Hayley is a mixture of things - she can be kind, and sweet to those who are kind to her. She also is prone to bursts of anger, and can be very nasty and hurtful. Even violent at times. However, she's truthfully just lonely. Having grown up going from foster home to foster home, she's never had a real family nor any friends, which left her with a lack of trust.
Hayleys original mother, Anne, was a showgirl at one of the most famous Las Vegas casinos. She made a good living, being both popular and pretty. On one of her holidays abroad, to Greece, she accidentally stumbled across an entrance to the Underworld. Using her wit and her looks, she managed to convince the man she met to let her go - and Hades was more than happy to enjoy a bit of fun with the women. After she escaped, and after a very uncomfortable flight back, she discovered she was pregnant.
Worst case scenario. When the baby was born, she named her Hayley...then gave her away to her sister, who was unable to have children. However, Hayley always had a bad feeling about her, and soon even Annes sister wanted nothing to do with her. From then, she bounced from Foster home to Foster home. Always someone who wanted to 'redeem' her, and always they failed. She fell in with the bad crowds, the aura of dread that radiated off her both brought her protection and suffering depending on how others reacted.
She was discovered by the principal of the University, who quickly spotted what she was and took her in. Hiding that she was a child of Hades due to how many would react, she was told to hide her past and pretend to be a child of Hermes - the man had so many children across the world, it was an easy lie.
She really didn't fit in though - and found herself isolated again.
Hobbies: Hayley loves to go underground, cave exploring. She's also got a fascination with motorbikes, even owning one at one point. She's quite intelligent, and reads a lot - usually in the dark where nobody can see her.
Abilities:
Hayley can manipulate Earth - she isn't great at using it at the moment, and cannot do it for long, however she can use the Earth to fight for her and has done in the past
Hayley can sense the spirits and ghosts of the dead - they respond to her depending how they feel (sometimes relieved, sometimes afraid). She can communicate with them, but is still learning the language of the dead
Hayley gives off a feeling of dread, as if Death itself was just around the corner. She cannot control this - and the feeling is increased if she is scared or excited
Hayley is able to see in the dark quite well - especially underground, where she feels at home
Extra: Hayley is terrified of both flying and the ocean. She also warm to the touch, growing hotter if she is angry. Nobody at the school except the principal and the chosen few tasked to look over her know who her real parents are - Children of Hades are very rare - there hasn't been another for a very long time, and they often have an extremely bad reputation as both bad children, and bad luck. |
44,382 | 1,211 | 6 | 1,181 | 437 | Màni? The Norse God? How did he look like the moon? Ash took her hand finding it extremely warm to the touch. Not hot, more of a pleasant warmness. The girl didn't seem to disturbed by his appearance so it seemed looking like himself had turned out alright. “ I'm not really sure how I look like the moon but I guess I'll take it.” He said smiling letting go of her outstretched hand. He tried to hide his embarrassment at being called adorable.
He felt a vibe behind him he couldn't place. Almost like fear but different. He turned around to face it as the Jackie addressed them. Time to hop out of this shell if you want to finally be normal for a change, Ash. He thought to himself. The other girl introduced herself. He found himself not sure of what to do again. This was gonna take some getting used to.
“Your one of my roommates Right? I saw your name next to mine on the roster.” He shifted awkwardly with his satchel in his hands. He found it rather hard to look this girl in her eyes, which was strange. He’d seen nightmares nobody could ever dream of. Well somebody had dreamed them obviously but nobody sane. By this point he'd figured out Jackie was a child of Sol, but he wasn't sure about this girl. | First Name: Ashlin
Surname: Ramiel
Nickname: Ash
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Demi-God, son of Morpheus.
Personality: Ash tends to stick to himself when he can, finding groups overwhelming, he never had many friends espescially not after his abilities started showing up. Most of the time he has his face shoved into some old book as this tends to keep most people from approaching him unnecessarily. He almost constantly looks like he hasn't gotten enough sleep though he never looks worn out or tired.
Ash tries his hardest to stay out of trouble but can't seem to keep is opinions to himself at times. He has a rather high I.Q. but doesn't like to flaunt it over others. He grew up in a foster home but was turned out, after his abilities started going haywire, and was forced to live on the street. He never knew either of his parents until he was 16 when his father appeared in one of his dreams.
Appearance: He has long black hair usually pulled back and is of a slender build. He generally dresses in all black and wears a beanie of some sort. His eyes shine in a prismatic way, looking like gleaming jewels in the light, and flashing diffrent colors depending on if his mood is strong enough.
Hobbies: Reading, video games, martial arts and free running.
Abilities:
Dream Walking: Can enter into other people's dreams and slightly effect them. Works strongest on those nearest him.
Dream Inducing: Can cause others to dream what he wants them to.
Lethargy: Can cause people to grow tired and fall into a day dream like state.
Mind Manipulation: Can cause people to see visions and perceive feelings. Those are the limits of this ability as of yet.
Shapeshifting: Can his appearance as he sees fit. He's attempted animals but can't seem to hold the form for very long.
Extra: Can't fully control all of his abilities and often falls asleep without warning. |
44,383 | 1,211 | 7 | 1,350 | 586 | When the boy spoke, emanating an aura of embarrassment, she chuckled. "It's the eyes, mostly. His are a little more silvery, but they're still pretty rainbow. Like an aurora. The hair too. You got a lot going for you."
After she released him and vice versa, Jackie grasped the girl's hand and was immediately surprised by just how warm it was. Not even warm; hot. Real hot, to the point that if Jackie had been a normal person, it would've been really uncomfortable. She thought. She couldn't really tell, but she definitely had a hunch. I wonder, maybe she has to do with a god of fire? Or a sun god! Either way, she grinned wider, gripping the hand tighter and heating her own up to match it. She inclined her head to the girl, beaming the full force of her smile straight at her. That hesitation between greetings, that sort of calculating stare, had confirmed her suspicions; this was a girl that needed someone to talk to her. She thought back to when she'd first moved in, and across from her had been a son of Phobos. He'd been on his guard, all the time. This girl kinda reminded Jackie of him.
"It's not a big deal. I had plenty of nerves when I first came here, don't worry about it. You'll get used to it!" She was encouraged by Hayley's returning smile. "I wanted to meet the other person staying in this room. Honestly, if this is where you're staying, I'm surprised the three of you all made it here in one piece. This place is like a maze when you first get here!"
With a single calculated maneuver, doing her best to ignore the feeling of dread that threatened to blunt her smile—Yeah, she reminds me of that Phobos kid, alright—she gave Hayley a brief, affectionate-but-not-overly-so pat on the head. "Glowing door's mine if you ever want to talk. No roomies, so privacy I got."
While kind and social, Jackie had never been patient. Immediately afterwards, she rapped on the door again, this time a bit harder, mumbling under her breath. | First Name: Jacqueline
Surname: Brake
Nickname: Jackie, Sunny
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Species: Jackie is the daughter of Sól, the ancient Norse personification and goddess of the sun.
Personality: Jacqueline is a sly, mischievous girl who always has a smile on her face and an easy laugh and joke available. She's never been the type to stay down, and is quite adept at bouncing back from injury, whether it be physical, mental, or emotional. Her bubbly enthusiasm is infectious. She's not stupid—actually, she's rather intelligent—but she's often perceived as such because of her bouncy personality. Underneath that happy-go-lucky exterior, though, there's a bit of a tragic figure. She grew up without her mother. She has vague memories of her from when she was very little, and she remembers a radiant, golden-blonde figure, practically glowing, looking at her with intense pride in her orange-crimson eyes. Past that, there's almost nothing but a feeling of absence. She feels cheated. Despite knowing that her mother has the whole "keep-the-sun-moving" responsibility, she's constantly frustrated, and if prodded sufficiently, is prone to outbursts of anger.
Hobbies: Jackie likes hiking, especially when doing so involves mountaineering. She likes flying in planes too. Anything that gets her closer to the sun. She's also taken up amateur blacksmithing, occasionally frequenting the forge usually kept on hand for children of Hephaestus or Vulcan.
Abilities: As the daughter of Sól, Jackie has the ability to manipulate solar fire. First, it's worth mentioning that her abilities are significantly more powerful when she's outside, especially if the weather is clear and it's daytime. Her most common usage of her control over the sun's heat is simply utilitarian. As someone who's never been much of a fighter, she usually uses it simply to light fires, or to light up the area around her. In fact, her dorm is lit with a constant toroid of solar light that hovers in the small fireplace. On the occasion she does have to use her abilities more offensively, she'd probably do it in one of two different ways, depending on the circumstances. If she were inside, she would simply conjure fire around her hands and/or feet, resorting to hand-to-hand combat. Outside, however, and especially during the day, she's able to call down narrow beams of concentrated solar heat and light, scorching the earth in a circle that caps out at about two feet in diameter. The larger it is, the more readily she becomes exhausted, and she's unable to do this more than a few times in a row if she uses larger beams. She'd seldom have to; they are almost unimaginably hot, far more so than an ordinary fire.
Extra: It's worth mentioning that she's unable to have a roommate, unless there are certain extenuating circumstances. See, she's unable to sleep—or function well at all, actually—in the dark, and so her room is consistently bright, no matter what. Even if the power goes out, it's still light with sunfire. She becomes very fatigued if it remains overcast for more than forty-eight hours in a row. She's kinda like a solar battery; her energy level is dependent on exposure to sunlight, so most of the time, she's outside and active unless it's raining. Then she's inside, sunning herself (pun intended) in front of her lighting installation. Finally, she prides herself on her eyes; they look just like her mother Sól's. |
44,384 | 1,211 | 8 | 1,528 | 498 | Hayley did her best not to yank her hand away when she was gripped tighter; social contact was awkward for her, and it didn't help her uncomfortable feeling of heat not the aura around her. Even more so when the boy turned out to be her roommate!
"Oh...the rooms are mixed gender?" she offered once her hands were freed "I didn't know that..."
She took a moment, then offered a hand to the boy.
"Nice to meet you roommate. Which one on the list are you?" She wasn't sure now - both names she thought were female at first!
She then turned back to Jackie, who was still quite kind for a blinding-light-kind of person. "Thank you for your kindness. I think...I might take you up on the offer. As long as I can see when I go through that door? It's rather bright, and I'm more used to darker places." | First Name: Hayley
Surname: Has had many surnames - Smith, Kingsley, Ringwood, Horish to name a few. Her original surname was Williams
Nickname: Nobody has given her one yet
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: She has been placed with the children of Hermes. She is actually the daughter of Hades, God of the Underworld.
Personality: Hayley is a mixture of things - she can be kind, and sweet to those who are kind to her. She also is prone to bursts of anger, and can be very nasty and hurtful. Even violent at times. However, she's truthfully just lonely. Having grown up going from foster home to foster home, she's never had a real family nor any friends, which left her with a lack of trust.
Hayleys original mother, Anne, was a showgirl at one of the most famous Las Vegas casinos. She made a good living, being both popular and pretty. On one of her holidays abroad, to Greece, she accidentally stumbled across an entrance to the Underworld. Using her wit and her looks, she managed to convince the man she met to let her go - and Hades was more than happy to enjoy a bit of fun with the women. After she escaped, and after a very uncomfortable flight back, she discovered she was pregnant.
Worst case scenario. When the baby was born, she named her Hayley...then gave her away to her sister, who was unable to have children. However, Hayley always had a bad feeling about her, and soon even Annes sister wanted nothing to do with her. From then, she bounced from Foster home to Foster home. Always someone who wanted to 'redeem' her, and always they failed. She fell in with the bad crowds, the aura of dread that radiated off her both brought her protection and suffering depending on how others reacted.
She was discovered by the principal of the University, who quickly spotted what she was and took her in. Hiding that she was a child of Hades due to how many would react, she was told to hide her past and pretend to be a child of Hermes - the man had so many children across the world, it was an easy lie.
She really didn't fit in though - and found herself isolated again.
Hobbies: Hayley loves to go underground, cave exploring. She's also got a fascination with motorbikes, even owning one at one point. She's quite intelligent, and reads a lot - usually in the dark where nobody can see her.
Abilities:
Hayley can manipulate Earth - she isn't great at using it at the moment, and cannot do it for long, however she can use the Earth to fight for her and has done in the past
Hayley can sense the spirits and ghosts of the dead - they respond to her depending how they feel (sometimes relieved, sometimes afraid). She can communicate with them, but is still learning the language of the dead
Hayley gives off a feeling of dread, as if Death itself was just around the corner. She cannot control this - and the feeling is increased if she is scared or excited
Hayley is able to see in the dark quite well - especially underground, where she feels at home
Extra: Hayley is terrified of both flying and the ocean. She also warm to the touch, growing hotter if she is angry. Nobody at the school except the principal and the chosen few tasked to look over her know who her real parents are - Children of Hades are very rare - there hasn't been another for a very long time, and they often have an extremely bad reputation as both bad children, and bad luck. |
44,385 | 1,211 | 9 | 471 | 42 | Saranja was having a bad first day. First days were always tough in new places, but everyone was in such a hurry to meet their roommates, she'd already bumped into five people, and at the third one, had decided it really wasn't her fault at that point. They kept making the stupid decisions to flit about from place to place as if they wouldn't be staying and studying here for a few years. An intake of breath that embodied all of her frustration- she sighed it out and let it go, she wanted to make a good impression still, and she heard the distinct sound of chattering as she neared a corridor. She was sure this was the dormitory, her sight had told her as much. She slowly approached, the soft but sure sound of hooves against the floor punctuating her steps before she stopped close, staring blankly through the group, pursing her lips until there was chance to talk and introduce.
"Daughter of Sól, Son of Morpheus, Daughter of-" She hesitated, that bright smile (her chance at making a good impression) creased into something uneasy for a moment. It was there for a minute but before anyone could interrupt or ask she broke into a grin again. "Daughter of Hermes. Sorry, dizzy spells- comes with being a seer." It was a poor lie, and she was a poor liar, but the smile she had on made it obvious that whatever she knew wasn't worth prying into. "I am Saranja, of Pelasgia- Sorry if I'm interrupting but I can't see the door numbers, and the guide I was promised walked too slowly, I lost him around the library."
She continued staring ahead, at no one in particular as she let out a small sigh. That wasn't so hard. She absentmindedly brushed down the red skirt she was wearing, though her quite obvious goat legs were there to be commented on, as were her curled horns. | First Name: Saranja
Surname: (of) Pelasgia
Nickname: Seer, Hooves
Gender: Female
Species: Satyr (Descendant of Ophion/Pelasgus)
Personality:
Saranja is a descendant of the original Pelasgians, the people born from Ophion when Eurynome ripped out his teeth and cast - from his teeth sprang Pelasgus, the first man. He carried the power of creation, and taught man crafts and art. Thousands of years down the line, with blood being passed through the ages, the blood of the Pelasgians finds itself in a young satyr girl. Similar to Ophioneus before her, she was born with the power to see into the future, as well as the innate ability to 'glamour' and hide her more identifying features.
Unfortunately, with such a useful (yet often elusive ability), as she aged, she found her eyes became worse and worse at seeing in the present, until eventually she woke one day to find herself blind, her eyes working fine when viewing what she wished to see in the future, but never showing her what she wanted, and never allowing her to see the now. Because of this, she finds herself often fixing herself on the future, and caring less about what might happen in front of her, her Achilles heel, as it were. She can come off dire, and serious when her visions slight her, though more often than that she is kind, if apathetic. She enjoys the company of people, though can often decide on if she likes them or not by viewing them in the future, to different amounts of success and failure...
Hobbies:
Pelasgus originally gave man the tools to farm, the tools for agriculture. As such, Saranja enjoys gardening. She likes the feel of dirt on hooves and the knowing, if not the actual view of flowers blooming. She takes great pride in it, and 'cheats' by viewing things that are very often difficult to change, such as the weather or the seasons, knowing what to plant when.
She also enjoys poetry and the arts, particularly Oscar Wilde, Emily Dickinson and anyone in the romantic era, like Coleridge. She also has a soft spot for music, Classical in particular, she loves Chopin and Rachmaninoff, and can get curmudgeon quickly when her listening time is interrupted.
Abilities:
+ Clairvoyance: While Saranja can see into the future, what she in fact is viewing, is one possible future. Like a pool of water that shifts into several different streams, she only follows one path at a time. It differs, and the acts of people (and herself, when she chooses), change the future she sees. This makes her sight very unpredictable and at times, unreliable.
+ Strength: Satyrs are strong and durable creatures, and she is no exception. She is able to carry large weights with ease, walk long distances without issue and, should she wish to, strike with force. She is unlikely to do the latter, as a pacifist.
- Blindness: A blind-seer, she lacks vision and while she can often make up for it and cheat with her clairvoyance, it isn't the same as real sight, and leaves her slow to act and move until she's sure.
Extra:
While the Pelasgians were also known for being brave and expert warriors as written by Homer in the Iliad, Saranja has yet to truly try her hand at combat, a difficult task when you can't see your opponent in front of you, though she might just yet surprise people. |
44,386 | 1,211 | 10 | 2,308 | 1,123 | C'mon kiddo, get out.
"No."
A greying man leant against the side of the car with a crumpled cigarette hung lazily between his fingers. Sat in the passenger seat was Abigail Chadling, a lanky blonde woman with her arms folded stubbornly over her seatbelt as she glowered at the dashboard. The older man sighed, "Abi for god's sake..." as he leant down and knocked on the window a couple of times to give the girl a deadpan stare. "We've been through this. Home for Christmas, it's only a couple months. Now stop being a little bitch," he unlocked the door and pulled it open with one fluid movement, "And get the fuck out of my car."
Abigail whined "But dad, I-" and cut herself off at the look on his face. She started working on the seatbelt, her tone of voice low and bitter as she asked "What if they don't let me out at Christmas?" Her father perked a brow and let loose a husky chuckle. Abigail straightened out her clothes and went to grab her bags.
"You'll be home for Christmas anyway. Don't get caught?" Abigail's father helped her with her bags but Abigail insistently grabbed them all, far too many for a girl of her stature to be able to carry them. Her father's smile faded. "...Want me to walk you in?" Abigail stared at him and then shook her head, biting her lower lip.
"I wouldn't want you to leave if you did," she admitted sourly. Her father brought her into a one-armed hug as he flicked the cigarette butt away and rested his chin on the top of her head, sighing. A quick kiss on her forehead and a friendly hair ruffle as Abigail whispered "Bye" before he climbed into the car and started the engine. Abigail shifted all her bags to balance on her shoulder - again, something that should be physically impossible - as she wiped at her face with her free hand. She didn't look back. She wandered the worn cobblestone path alone and by the time she reached the campus, Abigail had regained her composure and looked up at the building with contempt. "Alright you sons of bitches..." She made a loud hacking noise as she mustered up as much mucus from her throat as she could gather and spat on the steps. "...You wanted Abigail Chadling? You're gonna fucking get Abigail motherfuckin' Chadling."
"Move it, kiddies!" hollered Abigail as she wandered in with at least 5 bags and suitcases in her arms. Her head poked out of the side, bright blue eyes scanning the roommate list with scrutiny. "Any of you called Saranja or Owen?...No? Fine." She huffed and spun around wither her suitcases, beginning to climb the stairs on her own. The corridors were long and broke off into many pathways, pathways which Abigail would have to eventually memorise if she had a hope in hell of getting around easily. There was a group of students all crowded around one door and almost, ALMOST blocking the corridor. Knowing that she couldn't hope to get the heap of bags past all of these people she just hurled them over their heads, listening to the clatter and thud of her precious belongings hitting the floor. She stared down the group with open, unabashed hostility; especially the girl with the funny legs. "Centaur, huh?" she said casually. "My dad fucked a horse too. You dipshits know how to use a door or are you just gonna take up all the room out here?"
Abigail didn't even wait for an answer. She scooped up her suitcase, then the other with one hand and the other and the other until she was carrying all of them in one arm. "See you in class," she muttered coldly as she went to her room, kicked open the door, picked a bed and immediately started to claim space with her stuff. Mainly clothes but also several books, a battered house plant and all sorts of electrical appliances like hairdryers and phone chargers and an iron and god knows what else. It looked like she packed for a long stay. | First Name: Abigail
Surname: Chadling
Nickname: Abi
Gender: Female
Species: Demi-Goddess, Daughter of Celtic Deity Epona
Personality: An extroverted asshole. Abigail typically makes friends fast and often, but she's just as quick to judge and if she doesn't like you, she will make it known. Frequently. Abigail speaks her mind regardless of who she's with or what her situation is and doesn't seem to care much about getting into trouble. Whilst verbally aggressive, Abigail avoids physical fights whenever possible. Gain her trust and she'll be a loyal friend. Abigail is quite the hypocrite, often questioning the sensibility of other people's actions whilst going out and doing stupid things herself. She has a short attention span to go with her short temper and her inquisitive nature borders on nosiness. Luckily, her stubbornness knows no bounds.
Hobbies: Gardening, Horse Riding, Gym, Going out with friends
Abilities:
- Horse 'Whisperer': ANY member of the Equidae Family is flat out obsessed with Abigail. This means that any horse, donkey or zebra that spots Abigail will gallop over and not leave her alone until she's out of their eyesight. On the plus side, it means Abigail can easily play and ride these animals, but there have been incidents of broken stables and fences.
- Feet of Fertility: The ground where Abigail walks barefooted will spring into life, regardless of its condition. Mosses and weeds will sprout up on the concrete, or mould and fungus on the bathroom tiles. It's becoming a bit of a biohazard.
- Packmule: Abigail is capable of carrying much heavier loads than usual...provided they're in some sort of backpack or bag.
- Harvest Hands: Whenever Abigail picks a plant like a flower, it will immediately grow and bloom in her hand. Most crops she pulls out of the earth become fully mature and ready to eat. This spell only works if the plant is actually plucked from the earth and unable to continue growing naturally due to the fact Abigail ripped it out.
Extra: Can't swim. Fears drowning. |
44,387 | 1,211 | 11 | 471 | 42 | Saranja was used to some animosity when her legs were on show - though as a rule she only really dropped the glamour in places deemed safe. It still hurt, as comments go, and not just because she hadn't known her father. Her head slowly turned to the new person, though they'd already shot off before she could get a proper reply out. A frown graced her face as she heard her stamping off, but she smiled faintly. "Daughter of Epona. Excuse me, but I think her footsteps are the guide to my room- I'm certain we will meet again. A prediction, if you like."She didn't have much time to waste from how quickly she was blazing her trail. With her less than full suitcase in hand she strolled away. In stark contrast to her dormmate, she hoped it didn't reflect poorly on her. She'd come from a fairly boring place, she thought. An orphanage for the supernatural would have been colourful for anyone who wasn't slowly growing more and more blind. She stuck to her books and when she couldn't read, she felt, or made her carer read them for her. She enjoyed hearing the voice over the words.
She resumed her clip-clopping down the corridor, shadowing Abigail. She followed her in, slowly shutting the kicked open door. She felt and 'saw' her way to the smallest space she could have, the bedroom on the right, and placed her suitcase down. It didn't need to be opened yet, there was little to get out, and in truth she planned on living out of it for the most part. She had a handful of her favourite books (mostly in braille) as well as her clothes, and her set of different brushes and combs and other miscellaneous toiletries. She decided to try and socialize - though perhaps not with the Daughter of Epona. Skirting around the room where noise came from she edged toward the door. The Daughter of Hades would be an interesting talk, and despite the crass and insulting way Abigail had spoken to her, she didn't take it personally, she understood it was difficult on a first day, and she wondered some. She saw a hundred different possibilities in talking to this girl. Few would leave her with a friend, but until her skills improved there was only one way of telling which future was the real one. She quickly strode out of the room - she didn't want to brush with the girl while she was on the warpath.
She wished she had an empty dorm to herself. Talking didn't suit her. | First Name: Saranja
Surname: (of) Pelasgia
Nickname: Seer, Hooves
Gender: Female
Species: Satyr (Descendant of Ophion/Pelasgus)
Personality:
Saranja is a descendant of the original Pelasgians, the people born from Ophion when Eurynome ripped out his teeth and cast - from his teeth sprang Pelasgus, the first man. He carried the power of creation, and taught man crafts and art. Thousands of years down the line, with blood being passed through the ages, the blood of the Pelasgians finds itself in a young satyr girl. Similar to Ophioneus before her, she was born with the power to see into the future, as well as the innate ability to 'glamour' and hide her more identifying features.
Unfortunately, with such a useful (yet often elusive ability), as she aged, she found her eyes became worse and worse at seeing in the present, until eventually she woke one day to find herself blind, her eyes working fine when viewing what she wished to see in the future, but never showing her what she wanted, and never allowing her to see the now. Because of this, she finds herself often fixing herself on the future, and caring less about what might happen in front of her, her Achilles heel, as it were. She can come off dire, and serious when her visions slight her, though more often than that she is kind, if apathetic. She enjoys the company of people, though can often decide on if she likes them or not by viewing them in the future, to different amounts of success and failure...
Hobbies:
Pelasgus originally gave man the tools to farm, the tools for agriculture. As such, Saranja enjoys gardening. She likes the feel of dirt on hooves and the knowing, if not the actual view of flowers blooming. She takes great pride in it, and 'cheats' by viewing things that are very often difficult to change, such as the weather or the seasons, knowing what to plant when.
She also enjoys poetry and the arts, particularly Oscar Wilde, Emily Dickinson and anyone in the romantic era, like Coleridge. She also has a soft spot for music, Classical in particular, she loves Chopin and Rachmaninoff, and can get curmudgeon quickly when her listening time is interrupted.
Abilities:
+ Clairvoyance: While Saranja can see into the future, what she in fact is viewing, is one possible future. Like a pool of water that shifts into several different streams, she only follows one path at a time. It differs, and the acts of people (and herself, when she chooses), change the future she sees. This makes her sight very unpredictable and at times, unreliable.
+ Strength: Satyrs are strong and durable creatures, and she is no exception. She is able to carry large weights with ease, walk long distances without issue and, should she wish to, strike with force. She is unlikely to do the latter, as a pacifist.
- Blindness: A blind-seer, she lacks vision and while she can often make up for it and cheat with her clairvoyance, it isn't the same as real sight, and leaves her slow to act and move until she's sure.
Extra:
While the Pelasgians were also known for being brave and expert warriors as written by Homer in the Iliad, Saranja has yet to truly try her hand at combat, a difficult task when you can't see your opponent in front of you, though she might just yet surprise people. |
44,388 | 1,211 | 12 | 1,030 | 26 | Siobhán
Surprise flitted across Siobhán's face as she opened the door of her apartment, a crowd was gathering quickly outside but she schooled her features and the emotion disappeared without trace. She raised an eyebrow at the young woman who had started the congregation. "It seems there are a good number of sunny people here." She commented with a soft chuckle, her voice was soft but it carried like a lone summer breeze. One of the little finches that had been sitting on the railing earlier alighted on her shoulder as she opened the door all the way. "If you wish to come in, then come in. If not perhaps we shall meet another time. I believe some of you have the desire to be elsewhere, no?" She questioned of the small crowd. She didn't even seem to notice the little brightly colored bird on her shoulder as it snuggled beneath her mane of wavy strawberry blonde hair.
It was Jackie though that caught her attention the most, a daughter of Sól no doubt. "You must be quite cold on such an overcast day. Let me see if I can help a bit." She offered with a slight smile as she looked at the other young woman. She'd met a son of Sól a few years ago and he would frequently become ill should the sun be away for too long or if he was inside for extended periods of time. After a few more moments Siobhán glowed even more brightly, gone was the soft luminesce she had displayed before. Now she was truly bright, bringing out the full force of her faerie blood. The air warmed considerably around them and was filled with the scent of the ocean, flowers, and all the smells of summer. The sun shone brilliantly from within her. She was more than just the sun she was summer itself, just as her mother was.
She had to be careful not to blind the others, several of them would be fine but some of the other demis were not so good with sunlight. "I can only help a bit but it should be enough to get you by till the sun comes out. If I were outside I could do much better work, my magick is only so strong in here." | First Name: Brigid Siobhán
Nickname: Siobhán (Shiv-awn)
Gender: Female
Species: Daughter of the Faerie Queen and Celtic Goddess Áine
Personality: Much like her mother Brigid or Siobhán as she prefers to be called, she is quite joyful and empathetic to most people that she knows. She is very shy at first and doesn't warm up to strangers very quickly. However, with those she already knows she is quite warm and happy. She does have a somewhat calming aura around her that makes people drawn to her.
Hobbies: Gardening, Herbalism, Studying permaculture/self-suffiency, spending time outdoors
Abilities:
Glamour - Siobhán can change her appearance as well as hide herself from fully human people. Anyone of supernatural origins or children of deities can see her regardless though. This is an ability that she does have full continuous control over.
Nature's Call - Siobhán loves being in the outdoors, she cannot stay indoors for extended periods of time. Absolutely no more than twenty-four hours at a time. Any longer and she will become quite ill. Outdoors she is slightly stronger than the average human and she also has an innate connection to animals, especially wildlife. She does have somewhat of a connection to plants but its not nearly as strong as the one to animals. She can even "speak" to animals in a way. They understand her intent.
Summer's Touch - This is a sort of latent ability, Siobhán in her true form literally glows. She looks as if she is lit from within by the sun itself. She is also quite warm to the touch, she can increase this head quite rapidly if she wishes to do so. More than enough to burn but it takes significant levels of energy to do so. She smells of fresh summer air, flowers, and she nearly always has a a bright twinkle like the sun in her eyes.
Faerie Magick - This is Siobhán's only true active ability so to speak. She can do small magicks currently. She still requires power words and draws heavily on the natural magick around her as she does not have much stored magick of her own as of yet. The older she gets the more magick she will gather, practicing will also help build magick. Too much magick and she gets very ill and it begins with nose bleeds.
Extra: Siobhán cannot tell lies much like other faeries. She also, more often than not, is in the company of a coyote she calls Cahal |
44,389 | 1,211 | 13 | 1,903 | 441 | Ebbo let out a deep breath as he sat in what would be his room for the next few months. He knew the moment he saw is dad sitting at the foot of his bed early this morning that everything was going to change once again. The man had a knack for always coming in once everything had settled and causing problems.
It was when Ebbo was still filled with sleep early in the morning that Odin himself, once again, was pulling the covers off Ebbo and roughly shaking him awake. "Get up boy, you start school today." Odin said as he sat in the chair next to Ebbo's desk. Ebbo sat there and shivered, he did not even acknowledge his dad for a whole 5 minuets, and then finally got up and pulled out the bags he always had ready. These bags stayed packed and only needed a few extra things to make them complete, they stayed packed for the always looming threat of a visit from Odin and now he had to pull them out again.
"Did you at least tell mom this time?" Ebbo said as they got down stairs and out side into the car. He knew the answer to the question so he left a note on the counter making sure his mom knew he was safe and that he had his phone on him.
The car ride was quiet and tenses, neither normally talked when they went out like this and each new what the other was here for. Ebbo was here to keep his "normal" life safe by indulging in has father request, and Odin was here to further cultivate his "investment". After 4 days of traveling across land and ocean, they pulled up in front of a school, a University and Eboo looked over at Odin and chuckled. "What is it this time, some necessary training to make me better, make me like your others." Ebbo said as he gout out the car and got his bags from the back.
Odin smirked at his "others" statement, he was referring to Thor, or Balder. "No, every child of mine is educated and you will be no different. This is Riverswell University and I hope that going here will give you what you need to live up to the 'others' u so frequently talk about. Now act good and I'll be back during winter break to get you." With that Odin disappeared and Ebbo was left with his bags.
Ebbo walked up to the dormitory and looked at the roommate list, he was in room 417, and began his trek in that direction. He had seen that he rooms where co-ed and kind of blushed at that, but it would not stop him form living comfortably. He peeked into his room and looked around, it was cozy and seemed like a condo set up. Three rooms and a open bathroom. "Anyone here yet?...Guess not well since I'm here first I'm taking first pick on rooms." Ebbo said to himself, he went to the left and picked the room away from the others. The room was a simple set up, bed, dresser, desk and closet. This made it easy to move his clothes, gaming system, and electronics in and set his room up, while he did he sent a text to his mom and filled her in on the situation. His door was open so anyone that walked in could hear him moving stuff around and getting set up. | First Name: Ebbo
Surname: Rayner
Nickname: Ray, Raybo, Ebby
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Demigod-Son of Odin
Personality: Ebbo is a independent young man, who is not one for rules. He likes to follow his own self made path and do things his way. Ebbo can be stubborn at times, but the sight of rules and regulations make him sick, this is one of his biggest flaws but one of his best traits. His determination and hard work ethic drive him to prove he was right and his way is best. This gave Ebbo the skill to learn to do something, and do it right the first time. Outside of this Ebbo is a great friend, not the most social, and will have your back the whole way just make sure you don't ask his opinion on things he won't sugarcoat it. Ebbo would much rather spend his time alone, in a book or gaming then trying to make hurt himself making friends.
History: In all 19 years of life, Ebbo Rayner has been the pet project of his father Odin. When he was born he was left to his mother, she taught him how to be a man, right form wrong, and how to treat a lady (or man if he was into that, she doesn't judge). His father had a tendency to pop from time to time and mess things up for their little unit. When he was 5 Odin stole him away in broad daylight for 3 years, dropping him all around the world with different teachers saying he needed to "toughen up". When he turned 16 Odin forced him to endure a "spiritual death and rebirth" to awaken his inner shaman (it was nothing compared to Odin's hanging on the world-tree for nine days and nights, but it still hurt). In Ebbo's 18th year Odin gave him a nice brand the night before his high school graduation. Safe to say Ebbo and his father don't have much of a relationship outside of his visits. Odin is also the one who is sending him to Riverswell Estate & University, to "further his training."
Hobbies:
Reading
Learning
Traveling
Camping
Gaming
Abilities: Being the son of the Warrior-Shaman Odin, a war god, a poet, the chief of the Aesir deities, is a lot to live up too. Ebbo inherited the Shaman way from his father, he was forced to endure the "spiritual death and rebirth" at a young age so he could unlock his ability to use runes. Runes are magically-charged Germanic alphabet that can be used in many different ways. Runes are charged with magical energy and the word becomes alive. Ebbo stays away from the more complex spells that involve multiple runes, and simply uses runes to summon and control the elements and on the occasion mess with others. Runes are a gods magic though, so when he uses them he never really has control or immunity over what he summons, fire still burns and ice still freezes.
Extra:
Ebbo is a great swords man, courtesy of his father.
When he went through his "spiritual death" he became spiritually linked with bears, owls, and cats. H has a pet cat named Cheshire.
He has a tattoo and a brand, one is a bear on his back and the brand is on his right pectoral and was left by his father. |
44,390 | 1,211 | 14 | 1,528 | 498 | There was a flare of anger when some spoilt brat barged passed, which increased the aura of dread for a few moments. It helped her overcome the daughter of Pelasgia pausing on her name, which had worried her. If the girl knew who she was....
But then the door was opened, and it became even harder to see. Hayley brought up her arms to cover her face as yet another bright sunny person turned up the light. She hated this - would everyone try to blind her? She kept her arm over her eye as she spoke.
"Do you need to do that? Um...who are you?" she asked the woman at the door () "I'm looking for my other roommate..I'm Hayley, and this boy here here" she motioned to Ash () "is also." | First Name: Hayley
Surname: Has had many surnames - Smith, Kingsley, Ringwood, Horish to name a few. Her original surname was Williams
Nickname: Nobody has given her one yet
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: She has been placed with the children of Hermes. She is actually the daughter of Hades, God of the Underworld.
Personality: Hayley is a mixture of things - she can be kind, and sweet to those who are kind to her. She also is prone to bursts of anger, and can be very nasty and hurtful. Even violent at times. However, she's truthfully just lonely. Having grown up going from foster home to foster home, she's never had a real family nor any friends, which left her with a lack of trust.
Hayleys original mother, Anne, was a showgirl at one of the most famous Las Vegas casinos. She made a good living, being both popular and pretty. On one of her holidays abroad, to Greece, she accidentally stumbled across an entrance to the Underworld. Using her wit and her looks, she managed to convince the man she met to let her go - and Hades was more than happy to enjoy a bit of fun with the women. After she escaped, and after a very uncomfortable flight back, she discovered she was pregnant.
Worst case scenario. When the baby was born, she named her Hayley...then gave her away to her sister, who was unable to have children. However, Hayley always had a bad feeling about her, and soon even Annes sister wanted nothing to do with her. From then, she bounced from Foster home to Foster home. Always someone who wanted to 'redeem' her, and always they failed. She fell in with the bad crowds, the aura of dread that radiated off her both brought her protection and suffering depending on how others reacted.
She was discovered by the principal of the University, who quickly spotted what she was and took her in. Hiding that she was a child of Hades due to how many would react, she was told to hide her past and pretend to be a child of Hermes - the man had so many children across the world, it was an easy lie.
She really didn't fit in though - and found herself isolated again.
Hobbies: Hayley loves to go underground, cave exploring. She's also got a fascination with motorbikes, even owning one at one point. She's quite intelligent, and reads a lot - usually in the dark where nobody can see her.
Abilities:
Hayley can manipulate Earth - she isn't great at using it at the moment, and cannot do it for long, however she can use the Earth to fight for her and has done in the past
Hayley can sense the spirits and ghosts of the dead - they respond to her depending how they feel (sometimes relieved, sometimes afraid). She can communicate with them, but is still learning the language of the dead
Hayley gives off a feeling of dread, as if Death itself was just around the corner. She cannot control this - and the feeling is increased if she is scared or excited
Hayley is able to see in the dark quite well - especially underground, where she feels at home
Extra: Hayley is terrified of both flying and the ocean. She also warm to the touch, growing hotter if she is angry. Nobody at the school except the principal and the chosen few tasked to look over her know who her real parents are - Children of Hades are very rare - there hasn't been another for a very long time, and they often have an extremely bad reputation as both bad children, and bad luck. |
44,391 | 1,211 | 15 | 93 | 952 | देवी कौर
A gentle creak announced the shifting of the breeze and the dance of the clouds in the sky changed ever so slightly above. Her body moved with the wind, carried aloft as she was by the winding vines descending from the tree she chose to inhabit for the moment. Those milling about across the grounds, they were to be her classmates for the coming days, and two perhaps were her roommates. The idea all at once confused her and called to her curiosity. Only Calcutta ever had crowds like these, and even then she found it strange that so many people could live in one place at one given time. There was so much earth to spare and it seemed human instinct was to stack on top of each other and build great bastions of stone and steel.
She would have continued on that musing if not for the flutter of azure and emerald wings about her, a dozen butterflies carried by the breeze until finding purchase on her shoulders and the vines she sat lazily from. Of course she had come here of her own volition, once Father had told her of this place and its purpose. "I would like just a moment more to collect myself, Father." Her soft-spoken words carried gently to the listening trees around her, and as if answering her, the butterflies took flight once more to find their next perch. Devi watched them with a small smile on her lips, admiring the way they so easily flit between the trees. Below, her sack of belongings rested against the very tree she hung from, only the items she valued most and truly belonging solely to her were brought with her to this place across the globe, and precious few they were.
Most of them were just changes of clothes, more of the single-piece dresses she liked to wear, but also a couple of books and flower-seeds she had harvested before leaving. Alighting from her perch of vines, her bare feet touched the grass with a gentle pomf and she collected her bag of things. The idea of living within a house of stone did not appeal to her, but she supposed she would get used to it once she had been there for a while. More importantly was the prospect of the people she would meet. That lifted her spirits significantly, a brilliant smile adorning her face as she made her way to the main dorms building and past the others finding their own paths. She gave greetings to those she passed, getting a few in return as well as a few stares as she navigated the hallways. The stares didn't bother her, never had even when she knew what lurked behind those eyes, and she had explained as much to the elder when he had tried convincing her of buying more "American" clothes. Quite hypocritical for a man wearing a loincloth to tell others to dress more modestly, she thought.
A gathering of sorts had formed in front of one of the doors, two women with quite brilliant auras seemed to have met and caught a couple other less incandescent people between them. With just a casual ear while walking by, she caught a few names and matched them to the doors, or at least tried to. English was still difficult at times, the subtle nuances of the mixed language hard to interpret meaning, especially when it came to people who could be quite clever and manipulative with their expressed personalities. Devi simply smiled at the small crowd as she passed, giving greeting and making her way ever forward to her own room at the end of the hall and quietly entering before catching too many questions and conversations in return. Pressing her back against the door, she sighed and wondered if she should have lingered a little longer, introduced herself properly, or tried to simply join in with them. She thought of them and began to slowly piece together her loose knowledge of other mythologies, seeing if she could determine who and where each of them came from. Of course, it was clear who her Father was, as she bore his icon across her back.
There would be plenty of time for that later, for now she was in her new home and needed to unpack. Noise from within one of the three rooms announced that one of her two roommates was already present, likely arrived early so as to claim their room. She thought to do so as well before imposing her presence upon whichever it may be. Her bare feet padded softly across the main room as she looked about, finding the other two rooms quite open and waiting for one to claim them, as well as the boy in the third room getting settled in. Devi gave only a light smile and wave should he notice her arrival, entering into what would be her own room and slowly unpacking her things with the door open in case he desired to be social. | Devi Kaur, Foremost Servitor of Jagannath
First Name: Devi
Surname: Kaur
Nickname: Vi
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Species: Demigod, Daughter of Jagannath(in the forms of Jagabandhu "Friend of the Universe", Dāruēdabatā "The Wooden God")
Personality: As the daughter of Jagannath, primarily in the form of Jagabandhu, Devi is a compassionate and empathetic person, though oftentimes reserved and timid. She is not one to shy away from anyone in need and is quick to make friends while being slow to anger and far more forgiving than one would think. That part of her she believes favors her father's lineage as the "Friend of the Universe", in that as she was taught by her village, Jagannath has compassion for all including those that wish ill upon him, and that forgiveness is deserved by all. In that, while she may not be the most forward or out-going person of any group, she stands out for her willingness to help and befriend even the most awkward of outcasts.
Hobbies: Vi has few activities she can truly call a hobby, as she has been primarily driven by the needs and well-being of her village, but she does draw more than a little pleasure from those few. Of note is her love for horticulture, something she was quite well known for among the circle of villages back in Eastern India. Flowers and herbs are her specialty in that regard, ornamental and exotic ones strike a particular chord with her with their vibrant colors and natural aesthetics. When she wasn't tending her garden or assisting others however, she would often simply go on long walks through the banyan forest or make a trip to Calcutta to peruse the markets.
Abilities:
- Child of the Forest: An ability she has had since she was very young, Devi has an intrinsic connection to the natural energies of the world and with focus can manipulate them as well. Even without a concerted effort, plants near her become more vibrant and lively than before, her presence a boost of vitality. With ease she can gently coax life into withered ones as well, restoring them and even leaving them with a lingering aura. Most obvious effect of this ability that anyone could see from first glance however, is the way flowers simply blossom around her, surrounding her with the beauty of the natural world.
- The Wooden Princess: Taking on the image of her father, Dāruēdabatā The Wooden God, she can create and direct the growth of trees to a limited extent. Most prominently is the ability to create barriers of wood from the earth or vegetation, which can help her protect others, or the creation of thin layers of bark across her entire body when she feels physically threatened. The latter is something she still has no direct control over, though she has had moments where she could manifest it without danger.
- Akashic Intuition: While she cannot claim to truly be the inheritor of her father's legacy quite yet, Devi still has a connection to him that enables her to learn far faster than any normal human. This primarily comes into play when dealing with languages, in that she can learn nearly any language simply by listening to enough words. There's still a fair learning curve when it comes to actually speaking them, but for her all it takes is a little bit of practice and more exposure to the language. To a lesser extent she can learn instruments and other skills, but she has often been told that when it comes to anything musical she has "wooden fingers".
Extra: It should be noted for anyone that can sense life energy, that Devi Kaur's life force is almost blinding in the immensity of it to the point that often enough other people will be obscured by her mere presence. This comes from her connection to the natural forces of the world, where she is almost always in tune with the trees and other plants around her. No one should be adversely affected by this since it isn't actually tampering with anyone else's aura.
- Tattoo of the Jagannath icon across her back and sanskrit denoting the 64 Bhairava surrounding it in a symmetrical pattern. |
44,392 | 1,211 | 16 | 314 | 285 | Really, it shouldn’t have been a surprise that Riverswell looked so ... divine. And to think, this was only the gate.
Yet, here at only the entrance Alena was frozen, standing in front of the thick iron bars that marked the next passage in her life. The demigod lingered there, before the towering iron already thrown open in welcome with her grey-blue gaze roaming along the intricate ivy almost woven with the metal. Occasionally someone passed her, but Alena had no eyes for them. Not yet. Standing before the archway, path weaving into the forest of trees that would lead to her new home with the sky dreary and clouded, made her feel somehow... small.
Perhaps the feeling of not belonging would go away with time.
A deep exhale escaped her lips before Alena squared her shoulders and straightened out, eyes narrowing in determination. It was a school, one that she didn’t particularly want to go to and full of people with fantastic abilities, but a school none the less! As far as universities go, she could’ve done worse. Nodding as though to confirm the thoughts the redhead finally steeled her resolve and adjusted her bags before starting her trek, a red duffle bag hanging off her hip and an extraordinarily large camping pack snug against her shoulders. The latter was large enough she could’ve brought the entire kitchen sink, but of course that was ridiculous; Alena only brought a blender.
It took only a few minutes to find the giant stone building that served as the dormitories, majestic in its own right. Not to mention the people shuffling towards it was a dead give away, thank God – was that appropriate here? Shaking the thought off with a quick glance at her palm, or more specifically the rather neat scribble of a number in black ink on it confirmed her destination and set Alena’s mind back on track. Room 417, that had to be fourth floor right? It was quick work to find the stairs just passed the large wooden doors guarding the entrance. She did pause briefly at the third floor landing seeing a congregation of people at one of the nearby rooms, wondering if the owner had a similar problem to her own oral obstacles and needed help. She lingered only long enough to overhear something about roommates and determine there wasn’t an issue before moving on.
Fourth floor, seventeenth room. Her new home for the foreseeable future. Alena took a moment outside the door to bounce on the balls of her feet, psyching herself up with muttered words.
“It is not that bad, you have this,” The redhead told herself, pointedly ignoring the way the imperfect English slid off her tongue like honey and flowers. Emboldened and filled with partially artificial bravery Alena finally opened the door, only to stop short,eyes widening.
“Look at the view!” Unable to help herself Alena moved to the large glass doors leading onto the balcony, not moving outside but drinking in the scenery. It was nothing like back home. Maybe it really wouldn’t be so bad if everything was like this. Despite being completely distracted from her earlier overcast mood matching the weather outside, the demigod wasn’t so ignorant she couldn’t hear movements in the apartment. It was faint as no doubt the walls in such a luxurious home were thick, but moving in always had its own cacophony of noise. Tearing her gaze away Alena went to investigate only to pause hearing the squeak of her running shoes on the hardwood floor.
Oops.
Now holding her runners in one hand Alena poked her head into the hall to the left of the entrance, noticing a bathroom and laundry room just passed the kitchen, with sounds further down the hall of someone else. Looks like someone else had already started moving in – well, two someones. She really should’ve paid more attention to the papers sitting crumpled in her bag. Oh well, she should set her own bags down first.
“Hey, just letting you be aware I am here – I will be unpacking!” The polite warning given, called down the hallway to the room set apart from the others – just to be safe before she tested her roommates’ reaction to her words - Alena retreated to the opposite hallway, seeing only two doors. The noises indicated someone else in the left one, so she turned her gaze to the only room left, and immediately let out a disappointed sigh. At least the living area had the giant windows, since her room had none. That’s what she gets for loitering.
A shrug of her shoulder had the dufflebag on the ground, the large pack following a moment later with a rather loud thud. Alena winced at the noise, almost feeling the floorboards rattle beneath her socks. There were a nice set of weights inside, on the bottom, but luckily the floor didn’t scuff. It was when Alena was taking her fur-lined jacket off to hang on a small hook on the back of her bedroom door that she first got a glance at the roommate opposite her.
Alena, daughter of Aphrodite, promptly froze with red rapidly appearing across the bridge of her nose as she gazed upon the expanse of skin on show.
Well, at least despite not getting a window in her room it appeared she still had a view. | First Name: Alena
Surname: Rurik
Nickname: N/A
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Species: Daughter of Aphrodite
Appearance: Ever since she was a girl Alena was always the tallest amongst her peers, and while puberty should’ve averaged this instead she hit the king of growth spurts that placed her taller than nearly every woman – and many men. Alena presently stands at a towering six foot three inches, and despite her athleticism Alena’s tall frame gives her a certain awkward, lean look that would probably appear unhealthy were it not for the toned muscle packed onto her body. Further she appears rather pale for such an active girl, though not in a ghostly white fashion, due solely to the fact Alena has the tendency to burn rather than tan. Marked on this light skin are freckles speckled across the bridge of her nose and cheeks, a hint of them on her arms.
Personality: Most people who meet Alena would describe her as a giant puppy; all big paws and sparkling eyes with a toothy grin that radiates excitement. She’s the type of person to roll out of bed in the morning bright eyed and bushy tailed ready to face the day, and greet every bleary eyed passerby along the way. In truth when she was younger it used to be easy to be nearly grating with her enthusiasm, but as she passed puberty it seems people were more often soothed by her than anything. It’s disconcerting to the demi-god, and lately she’s found herself focusing more on her own training in an attempt to brush off the new developments. Of course, that has danger in itself since Alena can also be ... oblivious. Nothing ruins your day like a couple hundred pounds of muscle absently plowing into you while jogging. More than that? She’s found herself being jealous of others. What Alena has worked so hard for, her strength, is amazing as a mortal; as a demi-god, compared to those with actual godly strength inherited without having to ever work out in their life? It’s nothing, and has become a dark spot on her otherwise astonishingly open person.
Hobbies: Although it’s probably more than just a hobby at this point, Alena is highly vested in weightlifting – with a focus on dead lifts. It’s what she’s best at, though it’s not unusual to find her doing other athletic activities as well; pick up games of numerous sports, running in the morning, and she has a fondness for swimming. Alena also used to be able to play the piano, but is rather rusty at it by now.
Abilities: Unlike her many half-siblings Alena does not possess otherwordly beauty, nor even traditional beauty from her mother’s blood. What she did inherit was the ability to entice, charm, and even seduce others, but rather than a combination of looks and disarming manner Alena’s seems to be related to her tongue. Like her mother Alena can melt the defenses of men and women alike with words that seem to drip with honey, even though they may not be as polished as the Goddess’. Once the mental walls are open it’s almost easy to convince someone if she so desires it, or more benevolently to empathize with them. While it was much harder on those with high willpower, since joining Riverswell she’s found it’s also not as easy to do unintentionally with the children of other gods and goddesses compared to mortals, which is a small relief at least.
Extra: Unlike many other demi-gods she takes after her human parent in most aspects that aren’t otherwordly, from her build to her mannerisms. The latter could be due to having absolutely no memories of her mother, though she has met one of her half-siblings – a model, go figure, who at first wasn’t convinced she had the right person. That happens a lot. Her English can be awkward at times due to not being her first langauge, and lastly she’s also so far in the closet she’s visiting Narnia.
First Name: Rodeo
Surname: Colton
Nickname: Colt
Gender: Male
Species: Naga
Appearance: Colt is built solidly, perhaps not as defined as some of his more athletic peers but having solid tanned muscle from daily hard work and handling animals. His hands are calloused and rough, hair a dirty blonde that’s slightly darker along his jaw, and has russet brown eyes. His nose is just slightly crooked from being broken twice, but it’s not glaring. Especially considering his most eye-catching feature is that he’s half snake. Colt’s entire lower body, from just below his abdomen, is a very large snake tail, long enough to coil underneath him to rest on. His ‘snake species’ appears to be a mix, having the pale underbelly and vivid dark blue of a blue racer, but the black diamond pattern along his spine akin to a diamondback rattlesnake. His tail is the thick constrictor build of the former, but at the very end of his tail the underside of some of the scales appears to be hollow and makes the distinctive rattling sound when shook – which he does often. His two canine fangs are elongated and hollow similar to needles, sticking out passed his bottom lip a good inch and a half, and his tongue is thick like a human’s but forked at the very tip. Lastly the diamond pattern of black scales along his tail doesn’t just cover his tail, but the scales continue up the human portion of his spine right to the nape of his neck and cover his eyes in the same ‘mask’ pattern as a blue racer, with blue scales splattered along his shoulders, back, and where his torso starts to change to tail.
Personality: The most consistent thing about Colt is that he’s quiet, but not for any reason related to being shy. More than anything Colt is a fellow that prefers observing, a talent grown from watching over animals most of his life where a raised voice can easily startle them, and partially from his species’ feral tendencies to pick out the small movements of rodents and songbirds. However just because he’s quiet doesn’t translate to Colt being a pushover. He’d buckle down and do a job no one else wants out of a sense of duty, but trying to force him to do something is a lost cause for the stubborn naga. Pushing too hard is often what gets him more vocal – usually swearing. It’s not uncommon for him to linger on arguments because of how hard it is to anger him, and often long after it’s done Colt can be found slithering around his room muttering to himself and tail rattling. Good luck getting him to forget that argument, or grudge. On the opposite side of the spectrum, Colt is very good at caring for others, be they animal or human. In truth though while Colt doesn’t prefer the company of animals over humans, he finds them a lot less complicated at the very least.
Hobbies: Horseback riding . Blacksmithing . Swimming. Basking in the sun.
Abilities: Aside from being half snake as a naga he has abilities relating both to being a snake and the more mythical aspect of his species. His fangs are elongated, hollow, and produce venom – said venom is fairly potent. A fighting bite from him would start causing dizziness and weakness within five minutes, with increasing symptons of numbness, vomiting, and difficulty breathing until it would kill an adult within three and a half hours absolute maximum. Oddly enough his venom when made into an anti-venom blankets a wide range of snake venom it can counter, not just rattlesnakes. Colt is stronger than an average human by a decent amount, and when his tail coils around an object he can constrict and crush many things easily. Meanwhile on the naga side of his heritage he can hold his breath for an extended period of time due to being a creature of water, up to four minutes, and has mild shapeshifting. Mild due to the fact he can only shapeshift the scales on his upper body and his fangs invisible, and his tail into human legs – however Colton also has absolutely no idea how to handle human legs due to usually slithering, and as a such has a wheelchair for use if he needs to interact with humans.
Extra: Carries a small vial of his own anti-venom on a chain around his neck, and always keeps a few spare vials refrigerated at home. Always requests a ground room due to his trouble with stairs. One horse in particular on his family’s ranch is his – he was young when he named the mare ‘Sunshine Smiles’. Secretly likes Brokeback Mountain but doesn’t mention it since people always make jokes due to his family’s profession. |
44,393 | 1,211 | 17 | 1,350 | 586 | Jackie blinked, and just like that, it seemed like time had briefly skipped for her. Not entirely atypical for her was the feeling of dissociation with time after a few days spent in an overcast world, and today was no exception. It had been happening steadily more often over the past few days, oftentimes progressing until she’d returned to her room, at which point she would shake off the lethargy and return to her cheerful self.
This time, though, it was prompted not by returning to her room, but by sudden, massive exposure to something similar to sunlight. She blinked rapidly and realized that the girl from before had emerged from the room, and somehow, she was glowing rather brightly. Jackie’s blank face jumped to an appreciative smile. While it wasn’t quite the sunlight and fire that she required to return to her full capacity, it was enough to snap her out of her malaise.
The girl seemed to know somehow that Jackie wasn’t all there. She didn’t know if there had been other exposures to other sun gods’ children, but as far as she knew, she was Sól’s only child. “Thanks,” she replied with as much feeling as she could muster, “should be enough to tide me over.” She belatedly realized that the world suddenly smelled like the outside. That might have even been better than the sunlight. The world had smelled uniformly like rain and grayness for the past week, and she’d almost forgotten the smell of trees. She inhaled deeply, and her smile grew more genuine, more natural.
She rammed her hand out with more energy than she knew she possessed, then decided to go for it and embraced the girl in a full-bodied surprise ambush hug. “Jacqueline Brake, but call me Jackie. Daughter of Sól. Nice to meet you!” | First Name: Jacqueline
Surname: Brake
Nickname: Jackie, Sunny
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Species: Jackie is the daughter of Sól, the ancient Norse personification and goddess of the sun.
Personality: Jacqueline is a sly, mischievous girl who always has a smile on her face and an easy laugh and joke available. She's never been the type to stay down, and is quite adept at bouncing back from injury, whether it be physical, mental, or emotional. Her bubbly enthusiasm is infectious. She's not stupid—actually, she's rather intelligent—but she's often perceived as such because of her bouncy personality. Underneath that happy-go-lucky exterior, though, there's a bit of a tragic figure. She grew up without her mother. She has vague memories of her from when she was very little, and she remembers a radiant, golden-blonde figure, practically glowing, looking at her with intense pride in her orange-crimson eyes. Past that, there's almost nothing but a feeling of absence. She feels cheated. Despite knowing that her mother has the whole "keep-the-sun-moving" responsibility, she's constantly frustrated, and if prodded sufficiently, is prone to outbursts of anger.
Hobbies: Jackie likes hiking, especially when doing so involves mountaineering. She likes flying in planes too. Anything that gets her closer to the sun. She's also taken up amateur blacksmithing, occasionally frequenting the forge usually kept on hand for children of Hephaestus or Vulcan.
Abilities: As the daughter of Sól, Jackie has the ability to manipulate solar fire. First, it's worth mentioning that her abilities are significantly more powerful when she's outside, especially if the weather is clear and it's daytime. Her most common usage of her control over the sun's heat is simply utilitarian. As someone who's never been much of a fighter, she usually uses it simply to light fires, or to light up the area around her. In fact, her dorm is lit with a constant toroid of solar light that hovers in the small fireplace. On the occasion she does have to use her abilities more offensively, she'd probably do it in one of two different ways, depending on the circumstances. If she were inside, she would simply conjure fire around her hands and/or feet, resorting to hand-to-hand combat. Outside, however, and especially during the day, she's able to call down narrow beams of concentrated solar heat and light, scorching the earth in a circle that caps out at about two feet in diameter. The larger it is, the more readily she becomes exhausted, and she's unable to do this more than a few times in a row if she uses larger beams. She'd seldom have to; they are almost unimaginably hot, far more so than an ordinary fire.
Extra: It's worth mentioning that she's unable to have a roommate, unless there are certain extenuating circumstances. See, she's unable to sleep—or function well at all, actually—in the dark, and so her room is consistently bright, no matter what. Even if the power goes out, it's still light with sunfire. She becomes very fatigued if it remains overcast for more than forty-eight hours in a row. She's kinda like a solar battery; her energy level is dependent on exposure to sunlight, so most of the time, she's outside and active unless it's raining. Then she's inside, sunning herself (pun intended) in front of her lighting installation. Finally, she prides herself on her eyes; they look just like her mother Sól's. |
44,394 | 1,211 | 18 | 93 | 952 | A few books sat in the small bookcase beside the bed already, a few older and modest with the tightly packed sanskrit adorning the bindings, while a couple others looked significantly more modern and legible with such titles as "Medicinal herbology" and other botany specific subjects. One was open on the bed, the handwritten text across the yellowing pages showing lines connecting various species of flowers. She felt that since she had already mostly unpacked, she may as well begin organizing her room. A small rectangular pot was placed beside the door on the dresser, buds already sprouting from the soil and producing vibrant coloured flowers with a gentle fragrance. With just her presence alone, they flourished and filled the pot with their bounty, leaving her with a smile to match.
Once her books and flowers were settled she had the matter of her clothes to sort out, though they really were all of the same dress as she wore now. They were folded all the same, and placed in the upper drawer of the dresser where she could easily find them. "So much space, I wonder if others actually need all this?" Her eyes wandered the only slightly less-empty feeling room and a frown graced her lips for only a moment as she thought of how much there was still there to fill in her room. She had opened the closet and then shut it again after she had found the dresser and night-stand/bookcase more than enough for her needs, but it still bothered her with how empty it felt.
Noise in the main living area distracted her, the sound of the door closing and shoes on the hardwood. For a moment she thought of going out to see, but felt it more prudent to allow them the chance to settle in and unpack before being confronted with a new face. Devi listened in all the same as she stared out the window of her room, curious as to which of her roommates this one would be, still unsure of who was who, and even what gender the two were. A woman's voice now from the balcony, soft and musical almost with the very slightest of pull to it that made her wonder ever more which demigod she had been paired with. The voice called again, this time directly to herself and the boy in the third room, a smile forming on her lips as she appreciated the gesture, it quickly replaced with a slight wince when she heard the thud of something metal impacting the floors.
Were it not for the long silence, Devi might not have turned and found herself face to face with the dazzling redhead. She found herself immediately drawn to the green of her eyes, though as she was a foot shorter she had to tilt her head up just a bit to meet her eyes. That smile on her lips grew just that bit more as she caught that the woman had been staring at her, only the lightest tint of red coming to her own well-tanned cheeks. "You must be Ah-lee-nah" Her own voice was rather soft, as despite being somewhat outgoing she was still a fair bit timid around strangers. What was far more noticeable was the distinct accent that tinted her words and the way she pronounced them, making it clear that English was not her first language, and it was fairly recently learned at that.
"Such a beautiful name could only belong to a woman to match, after all. I am Devi, daughter of Jagannath." She approached, her body moving in a fluid and graceful manner with just the slightest sway to her hips as she found her way over to standing immediately before Alena with her hand extended in greeting. "You look quite strong, who's daughter are you?" Even were it not for her close presence, Devi's eyes wandering her body would be quite obvious, not even bothering to hide it as she looked over the other woman. "I hope you weren't desiring the other window room, though if that was the case I don't mind moving my things." Her smile was wide and genuine as she returned her gaze back to Alena's eyes, meeting them and holding her stare as she awaited her answers. | Devi Kaur, Foremost Servitor of Jagannath
First Name: Devi
Surname: Kaur
Nickname: Vi
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Species: Demigod, Daughter of Jagannath(in the forms of Jagabandhu "Friend of the Universe", Dāruēdabatā "The Wooden God")
Personality: As the daughter of Jagannath, primarily in the form of Jagabandhu, Devi is a compassionate and empathetic person, though oftentimes reserved and timid. She is not one to shy away from anyone in need and is quick to make friends while being slow to anger and far more forgiving than one would think. That part of her she believes favors her father's lineage as the "Friend of the Universe", in that as she was taught by her village, Jagannath has compassion for all including those that wish ill upon him, and that forgiveness is deserved by all. In that, while she may not be the most forward or out-going person of any group, she stands out for her willingness to help and befriend even the most awkward of outcasts.
Hobbies: Vi has few activities she can truly call a hobby, as she has been primarily driven by the needs and well-being of her village, but she does draw more than a little pleasure from those few. Of note is her love for horticulture, something she was quite well known for among the circle of villages back in Eastern India. Flowers and herbs are her specialty in that regard, ornamental and exotic ones strike a particular chord with her with their vibrant colors and natural aesthetics. When she wasn't tending her garden or assisting others however, she would often simply go on long walks through the banyan forest or make a trip to Calcutta to peruse the markets.
Abilities:
- Child of the Forest: An ability she has had since she was very young, Devi has an intrinsic connection to the natural energies of the world and with focus can manipulate them as well. Even without a concerted effort, plants near her become more vibrant and lively than before, her presence a boost of vitality. With ease she can gently coax life into withered ones as well, restoring them and even leaving them with a lingering aura. Most obvious effect of this ability that anyone could see from first glance however, is the way flowers simply blossom around her, surrounding her with the beauty of the natural world.
- The Wooden Princess: Taking on the image of her father, Dāruēdabatā The Wooden God, she can create and direct the growth of trees to a limited extent. Most prominently is the ability to create barriers of wood from the earth or vegetation, which can help her protect others, or the creation of thin layers of bark across her entire body when she feels physically threatened. The latter is something she still has no direct control over, though she has had moments where she could manifest it without danger.
- Akashic Intuition: While she cannot claim to truly be the inheritor of her father's legacy quite yet, Devi still has a connection to him that enables her to learn far faster than any normal human. This primarily comes into play when dealing with languages, in that she can learn nearly any language simply by listening to enough words. There's still a fair learning curve when it comes to actually speaking them, but for her all it takes is a little bit of practice and more exposure to the language. To a lesser extent she can learn instruments and other skills, but she has often been told that when it comes to anything musical she has "wooden fingers".
Extra: It should be noted for anyone that can sense life energy, that Devi Kaur's life force is almost blinding in the immensity of it to the point that often enough other people will be obscured by her mere presence. This comes from her connection to the natural forces of the world, where she is almost always in tune with the trees and other plants around her. No one should be adversely affected by this since it isn't actually tampering with anyone else's aura.
- Tattoo of the Jagannath icon across her back and sanskrit denoting the 64 Bhairava surrounding it in a symmetrical pattern. |
44,395 | 1,211 | 19 | 1,903 | 441 | Ebbo had just started to finished putting his things away and hanging up posters when he heard the first voice call out. He did not respond because he still had tacks in his mouth and he didn't want an accident. He had brought all his stuff that he liked, his bear sheets, some miniature owls and bears, the posters are of them too. His colors are mostly beige, brown, and white. He also had to get Cheshire set up litter box and all. The cat is pretty calm around new people so it should be fine for him to meet Ebbo's roommates. When he finished hanging posters and setting his sheets he could hear his roomies talking, and it was there that he froze in shock...both his roommates where GIRLS!!! Ebbo had girlfriends before, and girls who he had trained with and been on a sports team with but outside of his mother he never had to live with one. He went into his bathroom and fixed his hair, made sure he looked presentable and then went out towards the kitchen and saw them standing there talking. With sweaty palms and cat in hand he walked over and sad hello.
"Hi, umm my name is Ebbo. I guess we will be living together for a while. Oh and this is Cheshire." Ebbo said with his best smile. | First Name: Ebbo
Surname: Rayner
Nickname: Ray, Raybo, Ebby
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Demigod-Son of Odin
Personality: Ebbo is a independent young man, who is not one for rules. He likes to follow his own self made path and do things his way. Ebbo can be stubborn at times, but the sight of rules and regulations make him sick, this is one of his biggest flaws but one of his best traits. His determination and hard work ethic drive him to prove he was right and his way is best. This gave Ebbo the skill to learn to do something, and do it right the first time. Outside of this Ebbo is a great friend, not the most social, and will have your back the whole way just make sure you don't ask his opinion on things he won't sugarcoat it. Ebbo would much rather spend his time alone, in a book or gaming then trying to make hurt himself making friends.
History: In all 19 years of life, Ebbo Rayner has been the pet project of his father Odin. When he was born he was left to his mother, she taught him how to be a man, right form wrong, and how to treat a lady (or man if he was into that, she doesn't judge). His father had a tendency to pop from time to time and mess things up for their little unit. When he was 5 Odin stole him away in broad daylight for 3 years, dropping him all around the world with different teachers saying he needed to "toughen up". When he turned 16 Odin forced him to endure a "spiritual death and rebirth" to awaken his inner shaman (it was nothing compared to Odin's hanging on the world-tree for nine days and nights, but it still hurt). In Ebbo's 18th year Odin gave him a nice brand the night before his high school graduation. Safe to say Ebbo and his father don't have much of a relationship outside of his visits. Odin is also the one who is sending him to Riverswell Estate & University, to "further his training."
Hobbies:
Reading
Learning
Traveling
Camping
Gaming
Abilities: Being the son of the Warrior-Shaman Odin, a war god, a poet, the chief of the Aesir deities, is a lot to live up too. Ebbo inherited the Shaman way from his father, he was forced to endure the "spiritual death and rebirth" at a young age so he could unlock his ability to use runes. Runes are magically-charged Germanic alphabet that can be used in many different ways. Runes are charged with magical energy and the word becomes alive. Ebbo stays away from the more complex spells that involve multiple runes, and simply uses runes to summon and control the elements and on the occasion mess with others. Runes are a gods magic though, so when he uses them he never really has control or immunity over what he summons, fire still burns and ice still freezes.
Extra:
Ebbo is a great swords man, courtesy of his father.
When he went through his "spiritual death" he became spiritually linked with bears, owls, and cats. H has a pet cat named Cheshire.
He has a tattoo and a brand, one is a bear on his back and the brand is on his right pectoral and was left by his father. |
44,396 | 1,211 | 20 | 1,528 | 498 | It was beginning to get a little too bright at this door, so Hayley decided to allow the lightstudents to get comfortable with each other (or at least stop blinding her) and walked away from that room. She could leave her stuff there later - instead she decided to see what the other students were like. Surely they all couldn't be this bright, right?
Well, one was a rude brat, so they clearly all weren't.
And so, with her bag on her back still, Hayley walked through the dorm area. Not barging in on any rooms, but getting a feeling of the surroundings - a lot of different kinds of people here after all. | First Name: Hayley
Surname: Has had many surnames - Smith, Kingsley, Ringwood, Horish to name a few. Her original surname was Williams
Nickname: Nobody has given her one yet
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: She has been placed with the children of Hermes. She is actually the daughter of Hades, God of the Underworld.
Personality: Hayley is a mixture of things - she can be kind, and sweet to those who are kind to her. She also is prone to bursts of anger, and can be very nasty and hurtful. Even violent at times. However, she's truthfully just lonely. Having grown up going from foster home to foster home, she's never had a real family nor any friends, which left her with a lack of trust.
Hayleys original mother, Anne, was a showgirl at one of the most famous Las Vegas casinos. She made a good living, being both popular and pretty. On one of her holidays abroad, to Greece, she accidentally stumbled across an entrance to the Underworld. Using her wit and her looks, she managed to convince the man she met to let her go - and Hades was more than happy to enjoy a bit of fun with the women. After she escaped, and after a very uncomfortable flight back, she discovered she was pregnant.
Worst case scenario. When the baby was born, she named her Hayley...then gave her away to her sister, who was unable to have children. However, Hayley always had a bad feeling about her, and soon even Annes sister wanted nothing to do with her. From then, she bounced from Foster home to Foster home. Always someone who wanted to 'redeem' her, and always they failed. She fell in with the bad crowds, the aura of dread that radiated off her both brought her protection and suffering depending on how others reacted.
She was discovered by the principal of the University, who quickly spotted what she was and took her in. Hiding that she was a child of Hades due to how many would react, she was told to hide her past and pretend to be a child of Hermes - the man had so many children across the world, it was an easy lie.
She really didn't fit in though - and found herself isolated again.
Hobbies: Hayley loves to go underground, cave exploring. She's also got a fascination with motorbikes, even owning one at one point. She's quite intelligent, and reads a lot - usually in the dark where nobody can see her.
Abilities:
Hayley can manipulate Earth - she isn't great at using it at the moment, and cannot do it for long, however she can use the Earth to fight for her and has done in the past
Hayley can sense the spirits and ghosts of the dead - they respond to her depending how they feel (sometimes relieved, sometimes afraid). She can communicate with them, but is still learning the language of the dead
Hayley gives off a feeling of dread, as if Death itself was just around the corner. She cannot control this - and the feeling is increased if she is scared or excited
Hayley is able to see in the dark quite well - especially underground, where she feels at home
Extra: Hayley is terrified of both flying and the ocean. She also warm to the touch, growing hotter if she is angry. Nobody at the school except the principal and the chosen few tasked to look over her know who her real parents are - Children of Hades are very rare - there hasn't been another for a very long time, and they often have an extremely bad reputation as both bad children, and bad luck. |
44,397 | 1,211 | 21 | 314 | 285 | “What shame my mother would feel if she saw this,” The thought came unbidden to the demigod’s mind as she gazed down upon her apparent new roommate, intrusive and unbidden. It must be the new scenario and sudden changes, since normally – well, before her voice started attracting stares – Alena tried very hard not to think about her mother. It wasn’t a malicious attack on the girl in front of her either, considering Alena knew very well it was directed at herself. Daughter of Aphrodite, red as her own hair and honeyed tongue floundering for words. What shame, indeed.
Personally, Alena thought she was actually recovering fairly well. Despite the state of dress of her roommate – or lack of – she managed to rip her eyes up to focus politely on the woman’s own exotic purple ones at the mention of her name, odd as it was rolling from her lips. She could sympathize with that at least, her own accent was rather gruff. The redhead’s lips parted to finally muster up a response only for her train of thought to crash and burn at her roommate’s – Devi, apparently – words and roaming eyes. Alena’s gut twisted even as her mouth opened and closed. The amount of times she was called beautiful since this... divine puberty had increased substantially. The realization it was probably the same cause of the compliment had ice going down her back, cold and startling enough to tear her gaze away. It was a nice compliment none the less, but she’d take it with a grain of salt; at least for now. One of her large hands rose to rub nervously at the back of her neck in a nervous tick, only to start realizing she was being rather rude and quickly dropping said hand to take Devi’s.
“Alena Rurik, I am – ah, that is, my strength does notcome from my mother, she is Aphrodite.” Despite her resolve Alena’s words still fumbled slightly, though the quality of them made it sound as though she had a silver tongue in any case. Dear god she hoped this school let her fix that. Another voice cut through the conversation and Alena was almost relieved hearing a male’s deeper tone, even if she could still feel the embarassing heat across the bridge of her nose.
“Ebbo,” Alena paused briefly as the name rolled from her lips, awkward and a bit rough before she managed to muster up a smile. Almost reluctantly despite her earlier resolve the redhead withdrew her hand from Devi to offer their third roommate, her grin becoming wider as she looked upon the fluffy creature held in Ebbo’s arms. “And Cheshire. I am Alena Rurik, I come – oh! I have brought a gift!” Abruptly dropping her hand before he could even take it Alena retreated to the open door of her room, promptly beginning to throw things rather haphazardly out of her bag. Exercise mat, some clothes, protein powder, and her blender – ahah.
“I did not know I have two roommates – so it is not much, but I brought a gift – I will get another, for Cheshire.” Withdrawing from her bag Alena turned to the other two, eagerly brandishing the frosted bottle at them. “From my country, some of the best drink you could-” The redhead abruptly paused, eyeing her two roommates – and trying very, very hard not to turn red again.
“... You two, you are old enough to drink, yes?” | First Name: Alena
Surname: Rurik
Nickname: N/A
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Species: Daughter of Aphrodite
Appearance: Ever since she was a girl Alena was always the tallest amongst her peers, and while puberty should’ve averaged this instead she hit the king of growth spurts that placed her taller than nearly every woman – and many men. Alena presently stands at a towering six foot three inches, and despite her athleticism Alena’s tall frame gives her a certain awkward, lean look that would probably appear unhealthy were it not for the toned muscle packed onto her body. Further she appears rather pale for such an active girl, though not in a ghostly white fashion, due solely to the fact Alena has the tendency to burn rather than tan. Marked on this light skin are freckles speckled across the bridge of her nose and cheeks, a hint of them on her arms.
Personality: Most people who meet Alena would describe her as a giant puppy; all big paws and sparkling eyes with a toothy grin that radiates excitement. She’s the type of person to roll out of bed in the morning bright eyed and bushy tailed ready to face the day, and greet every bleary eyed passerby along the way. In truth when she was younger it used to be easy to be nearly grating with her enthusiasm, but as she passed puberty it seems people were more often soothed by her than anything. It’s disconcerting to the demi-god, and lately she’s found herself focusing more on her own training in an attempt to brush off the new developments. Of course, that has danger in itself since Alena can also be ... oblivious. Nothing ruins your day like a couple hundred pounds of muscle absently plowing into you while jogging. More than that? She’s found herself being jealous of others. What Alena has worked so hard for, her strength, is amazing as a mortal; as a demi-god, compared to those with actual godly strength inherited without having to ever work out in their life? It’s nothing, and has become a dark spot on her otherwise astonishingly open person.
Hobbies: Although it’s probably more than just a hobby at this point, Alena is highly vested in weightlifting – with a focus on dead lifts. It’s what she’s best at, though it’s not unusual to find her doing other athletic activities as well; pick up games of numerous sports, running in the morning, and she has a fondness for swimming. Alena also used to be able to play the piano, but is rather rusty at it by now.
Abilities: Unlike her many half-siblings Alena does not possess otherwordly beauty, nor even traditional beauty from her mother’s blood. What she did inherit was the ability to entice, charm, and even seduce others, but rather than a combination of looks and disarming manner Alena’s seems to be related to her tongue. Like her mother Alena can melt the defenses of men and women alike with words that seem to drip with honey, even though they may not be as polished as the Goddess’. Once the mental walls are open it’s almost easy to convince someone if she so desires it, or more benevolently to empathize with them. While it was much harder on those with high willpower, since joining Riverswell she’s found it’s also not as easy to do unintentionally with the children of other gods and goddesses compared to mortals, which is a small relief at least.
Extra: Unlike many other demi-gods she takes after her human parent in most aspects that aren’t otherwordly, from her build to her mannerisms. The latter could be due to having absolutely no memories of her mother, though she has met one of her half-siblings – a model, go figure, who at first wasn’t convinced she had the right person. That happens a lot. Her English can be awkward at times due to not being her first langauge, and lastly she’s also so far in the closet she’s visiting Narnia.
First Name: Rodeo
Surname: Colton
Nickname: Colt
Gender: Male
Species: Naga
Appearance: Colt is built solidly, perhaps not as defined as some of his more athletic peers but having solid tanned muscle from daily hard work and handling animals. His hands are calloused and rough, hair a dirty blonde that’s slightly darker along his jaw, and has russet brown eyes. His nose is just slightly crooked from being broken twice, but it’s not glaring. Especially considering his most eye-catching feature is that he’s half snake. Colt’s entire lower body, from just below his abdomen, is a very large snake tail, long enough to coil underneath him to rest on. His ‘snake species’ appears to be a mix, having the pale underbelly and vivid dark blue of a blue racer, but the black diamond pattern along his spine akin to a diamondback rattlesnake. His tail is the thick constrictor build of the former, but at the very end of his tail the underside of some of the scales appears to be hollow and makes the distinctive rattling sound when shook – which he does often. His two canine fangs are elongated and hollow similar to needles, sticking out passed his bottom lip a good inch and a half, and his tongue is thick like a human’s but forked at the very tip. Lastly the diamond pattern of black scales along his tail doesn’t just cover his tail, but the scales continue up the human portion of his spine right to the nape of his neck and cover his eyes in the same ‘mask’ pattern as a blue racer, with blue scales splattered along his shoulders, back, and where his torso starts to change to tail.
Personality: The most consistent thing about Colt is that he’s quiet, but not for any reason related to being shy. More than anything Colt is a fellow that prefers observing, a talent grown from watching over animals most of his life where a raised voice can easily startle them, and partially from his species’ feral tendencies to pick out the small movements of rodents and songbirds. However just because he’s quiet doesn’t translate to Colt being a pushover. He’d buckle down and do a job no one else wants out of a sense of duty, but trying to force him to do something is a lost cause for the stubborn naga. Pushing too hard is often what gets him more vocal – usually swearing. It’s not uncommon for him to linger on arguments because of how hard it is to anger him, and often long after it’s done Colt can be found slithering around his room muttering to himself and tail rattling. Good luck getting him to forget that argument, or grudge. On the opposite side of the spectrum, Colt is very good at caring for others, be they animal or human. In truth though while Colt doesn’t prefer the company of animals over humans, he finds them a lot less complicated at the very least.
Hobbies: Horseback riding . Blacksmithing . Swimming. Basking in the sun.
Abilities: Aside from being half snake as a naga he has abilities relating both to being a snake and the more mythical aspect of his species. His fangs are elongated, hollow, and produce venom – said venom is fairly potent. A fighting bite from him would start causing dizziness and weakness within five minutes, with increasing symptons of numbness, vomiting, and difficulty breathing until it would kill an adult within three and a half hours absolute maximum. Oddly enough his venom when made into an anti-venom blankets a wide range of snake venom it can counter, not just rattlesnakes. Colt is stronger than an average human by a decent amount, and when his tail coils around an object he can constrict and crush many things easily. Meanwhile on the naga side of his heritage he can hold his breath for an extended period of time due to being a creature of water, up to four minutes, and has mild shapeshifting. Mild due to the fact he can only shapeshift the scales on his upper body and his fangs invisible, and his tail into human legs – however Colton also has absolutely no idea how to handle human legs due to usually slithering, and as a such has a wheelchair for use if he needs to interact with humans.
Extra: Carries a small vial of his own anti-venom on a chain around his neck, and always keeps a few spare vials refrigerated at home. Always requests a ground room due to his trouble with stairs. One horse in particular on his family’s ranch is his – he was young when he named the mare ‘Sunshine Smiles’. Secretly likes Brokeback Mountain but doesn’t mention it since people always make jokes due to his family’s profession. |
44,398 | 1,211 | 22 | 93 | 952 | Daughter of the goddess of love, perhaps that would explain the unease... She thought, observing the way Alena reacted up close to her and catching the minutiae of her speech and mannerisms. Most curious was the way her words still flowed like silken honey, soothing to her ears and instilling a warmth within her body that she felt quite certain was the product of something quite different, but on realization of the effect it loosened the hold it had been taking. Almost intuitively she understood what was happening, and connected the dots between her awkward mannerisms and charming speech. It appeared at first interaction that Alena could instill such emotions within others, though perhaps not quite control it yet and her own appearance was causing more than enough difficulty on that front. Devi's smile flickered for just the scantest of moments as she thought perhaps she might have been a bit too forward, and that her roommate was taking her approach as more than simply a friendly greeting. Not that she was against more than that, she thought as her eyes quickly took in her quite potent physical form.
She restored her grin to full as her smaller hand was taken in by Alena's, thinking perhaps that she should ease off a bit and make it clear that she's not under sway before making any advances. "A daughter of the goddess of beauty, appropriate I think as there is much to be said about a well maintained physique. My father has many attributes, though I feel I most take after the aspect of compassion and friendship, even if I'm not quite as outgoing as I would like to be." Again, that genuine smile that seemed to communicate more than just her words, but the feeling of it being okay to relax around her, that she wasn't going to judge Alena based on her ancestry.
Devi was almost disappointed when the warmth of the other woman retreated from her at the sound of the boy from before, though she was sure not to show as much when she turned and gave him a warm greeting as well. "Hello Ebbo, I was wondering who the cute boy was who had been roomed with us, and now I know." Her tone was just as inviting and friendly as before with Alena, though the more she spoke the more it seemed her English improved even if just ever so subtly. The sight of the cat did not seem to bother her in the slightest, only provoking her to reach forward and attempt to pet him. "And hello to this handsome fellow as well." Devi was not particularly fond of cats, or dogs for that matter, but she understood why they were good companions and why people kept them even if she chose not to.
As quick as the greetings were exchanged, it seemed more was to come, and she watched curiously as Alena darted back into her room with a fair bit of commotion only to return with a bottle of clear spirits that seemed very close to what she thought was vodka, and probably significantly stronger than what she could handle. It would have been rude to refuse however, and especially when she wished to make a good impression on someone she wanted to be friends with. "I believe it is okay since I was old enough in my village to drink, though the Americans say you have to be 21? Either way, I will accept a drink if you are offering, in the spirit of friendship." | Devi Kaur, Foremost Servitor of Jagannath
First Name: Devi
Surname: Kaur
Nickname: Vi
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Species: Demigod, Daughter of Jagannath(in the forms of Jagabandhu "Friend of the Universe", Dāruēdabatā "The Wooden God")
Personality: As the daughter of Jagannath, primarily in the form of Jagabandhu, Devi is a compassionate and empathetic person, though oftentimes reserved and timid. She is not one to shy away from anyone in need and is quick to make friends while being slow to anger and far more forgiving than one would think. That part of her she believes favors her father's lineage as the "Friend of the Universe", in that as she was taught by her village, Jagannath has compassion for all including those that wish ill upon him, and that forgiveness is deserved by all. In that, while she may not be the most forward or out-going person of any group, she stands out for her willingness to help and befriend even the most awkward of outcasts.
Hobbies: Vi has few activities she can truly call a hobby, as she has been primarily driven by the needs and well-being of her village, but she does draw more than a little pleasure from those few. Of note is her love for horticulture, something she was quite well known for among the circle of villages back in Eastern India. Flowers and herbs are her specialty in that regard, ornamental and exotic ones strike a particular chord with her with their vibrant colors and natural aesthetics. When she wasn't tending her garden or assisting others however, she would often simply go on long walks through the banyan forest or make a trip to Calcutta to peruse the markets.
Abilities:
- Child of the Forest: An ability she has had since she was very young, Devi has an intrinsic connection to the natural energies of the world and with focus can manipulate them as well. Even without a concerted effort, plants near her become more vibrant and lively than before, her presence a boost of vitality. With ease she can gently coax life into withered ones as well, restoring them and even leaving them with a lingering aura. Most obvious effect of this ability that anyone could see from first glance however, is the way flowers simply blossom around her, surrounding her with the beauty of the natural world.
- The Wooden Princess: Taking on the image of her father, Dāruēdabatā The Wooden God, she can create and direct the growth of trees to a limited extent. Most prominently is the ability to create barriers of wood from the earth or vegetation, which can help her protect others, or the creation of thin layers of bark across her entire body when she feels physically threatened. The latter is something she still has no direct control over, though she has had moments where she could manifest it without danger.
- Akashic Intuition: While she cannot claim to truly be the inheritor of her father's legacy quite yet, Devi still has a connection to him that enables her to learn far faster than any normal human. This primarily comes into play when dealing with languages, in that she can learn nearly any language simply by listening to enough words. There's still a fair learning curve when it comes to actually speaking them, but for her all it takes is a little bit of practice and more exposure to the language. To a lesser extent she can learn instruments and other skills, but she has often been told that when it comes to anything musical she has "wooden fingers".
Extra: It should be noted for anyone that can sense life energy, that Devi Kaur's life force is almost blinding in the immensity of it to the point that often enough other people will be obscured by her mere presence. This comes from her connection to the natural forces of the world, where she is almost always in tune with the trees and other plants around her. No one should be adversely affected by this since it isn't actually tampering with anyone else's aura.
- Tattoo of the Jagannath icon across her back and sanskrit denoting the 64 Bhairava surrounding it in a symmetrical pattern. |
44,399 | 1,211 | 23 | 1,903 | 441 | Ebbo blushed at Devi's comment and snuggled Cheshire to his chest. He did not dismiss the clothes Devi was wear, he just did not wanna look like a perv so he was just gonna act natural. Alena was pretty cute too, she had this whole fit but shy thing going on and who did not like a ginger. How was he gonna explain this to his mom, two female roommates, was it like this all over campus, was he the only boy here, did they miss assign him? So man question but at the end of the day Ebbo was not complaining, it looked like this school would not be so bad, and he might have to thank his dad (for once). When Alena went in and came back out of her room with Vodka Ebbo's eyes lit up, he may have been a shut in, sometimes an asshole, and a nerd with seemingly good looks but he was still a son of Odin, half brother of Thor, Loki, and Bauldor, so alcohol came naturally to him.
"So Devi and Alena, nice to meet you guys. Lets take some shots, might be the best way for us to open up and get to know each other." Ebbo said as he grabbed the bottle and went into the kitchen. Ebbo put his cat down to explore and grabbed three shot glasses (courtesy of Odin), and set them on the counter.
"Wish I would have thought of this, my dad would have hooked us up. Oh and hope you don't mind Cheshire I promise he wont bother to much unless he's hungry, and he will probably just stay in my room most of the time." He said with a smile that returned the kindness he felt and saw. | First Name: Ebbo
Surname: Rayner
Nickname: Ray, Raybo, Ebby
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Species: Demigod-Son of Odin
Personality: Ebbo is a independent young man, who is not one for rules. He likes to follow his own self made path and do things his way. Ebbo can be stubborn at times, but the sight of rules and regulations make him sick, this is one of his biggest flaws but one of his best traits. His determination and hard work ethic drive him to prove he was right and his way is best. This gave Ebbo the skill to learn to do something, and do it right the first time. Outside of this Ebbo is a great friend, not the most social, and will have your back the whole way just make sure you don't ask his opinion on things he won't sugarcoat it. Ebbo would much rather spend his time alone, in a book or gaming then trying to make hurt himself making friends.
History: In all 19 years of life, Ebbo Rayner has been the pet project of his father Odin. When he was born he was left to his mother, she taught him how to be a man, right form wrong, and how to treat a lady (or man if he was into that, she doesn't judge). His father had a tendency to pop from time to time and mess things up for their little unit. When he was 5 Odin stole him away in broad daylight for 3 years, dropping him all around the world with different teachers saying he needed to "toughen up". When he turned 16 Odin forced him to endure a "spiritual death and rebirth" to awaken his inner shaman (it was nothing compared to Odin's hanging on the world-tree for nine days and nights, but it still hurt). In Ebbo's 18th year Odin gave him a nice brand the night before his high school graduation. Safe to say Ebbo and his father don't have much of a relationship outside of his visits. Odin is also the one who is sending him to Riverswell Estate & University, to "further his training."
Hobbies:
Reading
Learning
Traveling
Camping
Gaming
Abilities: Being the son of the Warrior-Shaman Odin, a war god, a poet, the chief of the Aesir deities, is a lot to live up too. Ebbo inherited the Shaman way from his father, he was forced to endure the "spiritual death and rebirth" at a young age so he could unlock his ability to use runes. Runes are magically-charged Germanic alphabet that can be used in many different ways. Runes are charged with magical energy and the word becomes alive. Ebbo stays away from the more complex spells that involve multiple runes, and simply uses runes to summon and control the elements and on the occasion mess with others. Runes are a gods magic though, so when he uses them he never really has control or immunity over what he summons, fire still burns and ice still freezes.
Extra:
Ebbo is a great swords man, courtesy of his father.
When he went through his "spiritual death" he became spiritually linked with bears, owls, and cats. H has a pet cat named Cheshire.
He has a tattoo and a brand, one is a bear on his back and the brand is on his right pectoral and was left by his father. |
44,400 | 1,211 | 24 | 1,181 | 437 | Ash stood at the door way as another girl opened it. This school had to be 80 percent women, it would take some getting used to. He waited for the girls to finish their interaction, and hiked his satchel up once more. “Hi.” He said giving the girl as best a smile he could muster.
“Have you chose your room yet, or are they still up for grabs?” he asked glancing behind her. He really wanted to go put all his stuff away but he knew that would be extremely anti-social and he wasn't sure that was the right approach. He waited patiently for her response realizing he may have interrupted the girls. He began slowly growing red. | First Name: Ashlin
Surname: Ramiel
Nickname: Ash
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Demi-God, son of Morpheus.
Personality: Ash tends to stick to himself when he can, finding groups overwhelming, he never had many friends espescially not after his abilities started showing up. Most of the time he has his face shoved into some old book as this tends to keep most people from approaching him unnecessarily. He almost constantly looks like he hasn't gotten enough sleep though he never looks worn out or tired.
Ash tries his hardest to stay out of trouble but can't seem to keep is opinions to himself at times. He has a rather high I.Q. but doesn't like to flaunt it over others. He grew up in a foster home but was turned out, after his abilities started going haywire, and was forced to live on the street. He never knew either of his parents until he was 16 when his father appeared in one of his dreams.
Appearance: He has long black hair usually pulled back and is of a slender build. He generally dresses in all black and wears a beanie of some sort. His eyes shine in a prismatic way, looking like gleaming jewels in the light, and flashing diffrent colors depending on if his mood is strong enough.
Hobbies: Reading, video games, martial arts and free running.
Abilities:
Dream Walking: Can enter into other people's dreams and slightly effect them. Works strongest on those nearest him.
Dream Inducing: Can cause others to dream what he wants them to.
Lethargy: Can cause people to grow tired and fall into a day dream like state.
Mind Manipulation: Can cause people to see visions and perceive feelings. Those are the limits of this ability as of yet.
Shapeshifting: Can his appearance as he sees fit. He's attempted animals but can't seem to hold the form for very long.
Extra: Can't fully control all of his abilities and often falls asleep without warning. |
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The hallway was long. It felt winding but perhaps she wasn't walking in exactly straight lines, she walked up to the wall and dragged her hand beside it, touching along the doors on the way - it was a decent enough anchor for her. She perked up as she heard footsteps going the other way, that familiar falling feeling that knotted itself into her stomach. The aura of dread brought by a Daughter of Hades. Despite the uneasy feeling, she couldn't help but beam a smile. She called out, unsure exactly of where she was - "Daughter of Hermes!"
Hayley hadn't walked far - the noises around her had distracted her more than once. First a loud bang from the floors above, then some shouting in the rooms around her. She'd kept very central, not reacting to any but not getting closer to the rooms. Then a different shout - someone calling out for a daughter of Hermes. She recognized the voice immediately, the one that had paused when speaking before. Daughter of Pelasgia. Hayley turned round, and noticed the woman kind of looking in her direction. Talking to her perhaps... "Hey, Saranja, right?" She replied, testing to see if it was for her. There was enough people around, and Hermes had a lot of children after all.
"You remembered. I wondered if you wanted to talk, I understand first days can be daunting, and I'd like to see some dread lifted off your shoulders. - I don't think I got your name." The satyress wasn't really of the mind of speaking normally- but her smile was genuine at least. She stepped a little closer toward the familiar voice from before. She was certainly painted weird, with those thin red trails coming from behind her the middle of her lip and from her blindfold down, as if she bleeding tears. An odd choice in makeup.
"Hayley...my name is Hayley" The girl said shyly - the makeup had distracted her. It seemed really unusual, and almost directing the eyes towards the blinds across the Satyr's eyes "I only arrived today here, I guess I'm kind of nervous. And um well, I'm sorry about the..." She trailed off. How do you apologize for making everyone around you uncomfortable? "I think my room is back there, but I can't go in right now it's too bright. Everyone is glowing, and it kind of hurts my eyes. Did you find your room?"
She paused a moment. She wondered - "I did. We could go back there, though you've already got your own disposition toward one of my dormmates. We could find the library- or perhaps head outside. - And a deal, I won't apologize for being blind if you do not for your own condition, as hardly comparable as they are." She flashed a winning smile. An unlikely child of Hades, to be so apologetic, but she saw plenty in this girl.
"Oh I don't have an issue with your roommate" Hayley quickly said as she shook her head "She is just kind of rude, and I don't like that." She paused there, thinking if she knew where the library actually was, before continuing "I think we should find somewhere outside to sit. It's nicer out, and we don't have to whisper." She smiled more now, actually feeling more confident with the woman being so nice to her. Although she still remained wary - what did she know? "Do you need help going outside? There's an exit around the corner towards the courtyard. And um, yeah that seems a deal, although being blind doesn't usually make everyone as uncomfortable as filling them with death." She held out a hand, in case the woman did need help being guided.
"I think she is as nervous as the rest of us. She just shows it differently." In reply to her quesiton, she stepped forward with that lilting clip clop of hooves and took her hand, holding it quite firmly in agreement of going outside, and being guided there. "But neither of us can change what we have. I don't believe that many people still apologize or believe in original sin. You are your father's daughter." She pursed her lips after she said it, how much of a comfort was that comment, really? "Was it the schools idea to keep your blood a secret? I can't imagine there being much issue if you wore it on your sleeve- it is where the veins are, after all." Was she prying too much? Her curiosity got the best of her. It wasn't every day she got to scry for someone new, much less someone this interesting.
Hayley's hand was very warm to the touch - Not a nice heat though, but closer to a scolding flame. More unnatural. Hayley hadn't really considered that feeling, it was just a part of her like the dread aura that Saranja didn't seem scared of. Listening to her words, she considered what was said. It was true, she couldn't change who she was...but was she really like Hades? That didn't seem like a good thing. she almost missed the question though as she lead them to a bench beside a giant oak tree. She allowed Saranja to sit before she sat next to her - she didn't pull her hand away. Plus she wasn't speaking, which was rude. "I don't know my father. I've never met him. To be honest...I don't even know my mother" A slightly nervous chuckle at that "I've been passed around and hiding for a long time. My father though...there is rarely any children of his, and they're not regarded as well loved. Bad Fortunes and bad luck follow his children, so I was told to hide it."
Her hand shifted in her grip multiple times, from holding it lightly to holding her arm in a dainty, two fingered grip. The dread she could deal with - the heat was anathema to her. In a reverse, the satyress was pale and quite cold to the touch. "I grew up in an orphanage. I do not know my parents either - but I know that I am like them, for better or worse. I know that you are like him, for your reservations. Someone needs to be there - it isn't all hellfire and schemes." That was definitely too far. She evened the score quickly, flustered as she spoke. "Sorry. I shouldn't have pried in the first place, and would that I couldn't - I wouldn't have. I just look at people and all of these things are so eager to talk to me, like a secret kept too long, bursting at the seams -" She paused a moment and continued in rhyme, as if it was just another facet of conversation you could shift to. "To all the things you tell in dreams, a name, a god, a dreadful heat, in fame, in pain, unwanted seat- the Fates are kind but crueler still, loneliness no minor ill."
Hayley again listened as Saranja spoke. She did frown momentarily at the mention Hellfire, but it went away quickly. Eventually she started to smile and she laughed after a moment. "You know, you're really nice to listen to. So thoughtful, and quite poetic" She gave Saranja's arm a squeeze "I've always been quite lonely. Passed around from family to family, nobody wanting me. It wasn't until I met the principal that I found out why. It didn't help" She shook her head "But listening to you, well...I guess I might have some hope. But not as a child of...Hades" She whispered the name "Maybe Hermes will be more acceptable, huh?" She went quiet for a moment, looking down at her lap, before adding "Why do you accept it though? You see so much of everyone, surely you see what will happen in the future? I...I'd like to have friends, and be normal, but I'd accepted that for someone like me it's normal to not have friends. Sounds really silly doesn't it, after your elegant words" She laughed again "I'm not really very good at that though. Never did well in school, or at home, or anywhere."
She flinched at the soft squeeze of her arm. She wasn't really expecting it - but her expression shifted from surprise to an easy smile. She listened in return, the smile turning sad and sympathetic as she did. "I know how you feel. It's hard to fit in, isn't it?" She didn't really need to explain herself, her legs, horns and the bleeding paint underneath her blindfold was probably enough. "Whatever you are, you are a child of the universe no less the trees and the stars. You've a right to be here. Be at peace with your god, whatever you conceive him to be- I see many futures ahead of you. I see ones where you grow bitter in your loneliness, you disregard your father as you disregard people who would be your friends. In others, I see you brandish him like a badge, unafraid of what people think, unafraid of who you are. Further still, I see you proud in secret- would that oxymoron work well enough. You don't want to cause trouble, but you've reconciled over Him, and who He is and what He does." She paused a moment, moving a hand to hold hers, despite the heat. "In almost all of them I tell you to be gentle with yourself. The path is long and winding, but remember that when the road is easy, the destination is worthless."
Hayley nodded, looking more sadened now. "I can't imagine how you would have found it, but you seem stronger for your experiences at least" she offered, accepting the Satyrs hand in her own and squeezing it gently "And it's good to know that at least in some of my futures, I can accept Him as my father. I guess I was destined to meet you here no matter what future it was" There was a small smile at that, and a tear rolls down her cheek as she whispered "Thank you." She just held Saranja's hand for a short while, not speaking, just considering the words. Almost in prayer, except for the single tear on her cheek. Eventually, she asked "What do you tell me in the other futures? I hope in the others I'm a little less tearful and a little stronger."
She squeezed, despite the uncomfortable, scolding heat. "I say the wrong things in a lot of them. I might be saying them now, I'm unsure. But I've learned to be sure of myself, whatever it is I'm doing. I see so many possible futures that to get stuck and anxious for just one doesn't seem like a good use of time. - If you really want to know, in some of them I advise too strongly. I tell you to hide or be proud - when its never my decision to make. You're always strong, in the ones I've seen. Strength isn't measured in a single lonely tear. I've found it much easier to tell from the way people talk, and what they do. You offered a hand to guide me along - you're polite and apologetic, maybe too much so, or maybe you just feel you've a lot to make up for. Good souls do that, not poor ones." Her voice was soft, and she offered something in the way of a reassuring smile, her stare close to Hayley, though looking through more than looking at.
"How do you face all these futures, don't they become overwhelming? Painful? Confusing or overlapping?" Hayley asked quietly, as if concerned her questions would just add to the overwhelming ideals of what Saranja had to deal with "I...I don't think I'm a nasty person, although I've been told I am, so I'm glad that you see a good soul in me. You've been kind to me, and your words are as much of a helping hand as I have me" another squeeze, her smile warmer even though the Satyr couldn't see it "So if you need help, I'm happy to help you. I've never had a friend though, so forgive me if I'm terrible at it" She laughed, but it was a warm laugh. The aura of dread that normally circled her seemed so much weaker than usual - barely noticeable in her happy state "If you don't mind me ask, how did you cope with all this growing up? You grew up in an orphanage..did they know about who you are, what you are? Ah, sorry, don't mean to be rude" A slight blush, suddenly worried that she may have offended her only friend.
She might not have seen the smile, but it was something that could be heard in someones voice when they spoke, the lines that were set in their face. She didn't have a smile on when she spoke, her brow furrowed and her lips pursed, a subject quite close to her, but not uncomfortable to talk about. "They do. They are. I forget I'm talking to the same person sometimes - I get wrapped up in what I see its so easy to forget that I'm still here. I forget to eat, on occassion. I see them when I sleep and I struggle to differentiate them from what's real." She paused a moment, thinking of home. "It was an orphanage for the supernatural. Similar to where we are now. I had no friends aside from my carer. He read to me when my eyesight left, told me about books, about how to act, he's my father, really." She smiled at a few unspoken memories, sharing the expression with Hayley. "If I've not been rude in what I've said to you, you'll never be rude in prying things from me."
"Let's hope you're not mixing my future up with a son of Zeus then!" Hayley laughed, but fell silent as Saranja told her story. It was so lovely, so sweet. She was envious of the Satyr, who had grown up with a caring person and a world where she belonged. It wasn't fair that Hayley had experienced the total opposite - rejection and revulsion, passed around like an unwanted child. Saranja could feel that aura of dread starting to increase again. "You were so lucky. I...I only remember being read to once. It was in my third foster home, Alison was the womans name. She collected horror stories, and read one to me. About a monster who terrorized a family. When she finished, she compared me to the monster...I was only seven at the time, but that story has always stayed with me" She brought a hand up to wipe a tear away "Sorry, I didn't mean to ruin the moment. I'm really jealous of you I guess. I won't let it mess things up, I can enjoy being with like-minded people now, instead of being moved around all the time with normal people."
She nodded, and paused after she spoke, struck silent for a moment. When she did finally talk again, she echoed what she had said before. "The Fates are kind but crueler still, with hurt your every thought did fill - they mete their justice as they may, and leave the broken where they lay. But Fate - and her sisters true, are just a truly lonely few, their hands can never reach as far, as Asteria and her shining stars- but giving man the sight of true, to see things that will bear anew, pass duty on and let it stay, into heart and tender way." She had some self awareness however, summing up the spontaneous form with something easier. "She has given me the eyes to see, and with them I would do well to impart some of the kindnesses she's missed." She softened some. She couldn't rightly shrieve Hayley of her past, it was filled with broken homes and relationships that had fallen through before they had started. Even now, that dread was seeping into her. It tinted everything in a navy grey and the thought of returning to her room alone was there.
Hayley sighed gently. The poem was lovely, and full of wisdom that she herself was lacking. My first friend and all I'm doing is pouring my life onto her She thought mournfully to herself. She let go of Saranja's hand after placing it back onto her lap, and spoke quietly. "I don't mean to go on. I...guess I've not had someone to confide in before. Maybe...a happier topic, before we both get upset? Hobbies, things you like? I want to get to know my friend better as you know so much about me I'm sure. Also you mentioned forgetting to eat in the past...are you hungry? Um...what do you eat?" She wasn't sure if meat would be an ideal meal "I guess it's too early for lunch but..." She trailed off. She was babbling to cover for her own feelings but it wasn't helping and the aura was as strong as ever.
"If you have truths to tell, I'd offer an ear to hear - but if you want to know about me, I'm fine with indulging you." She paused a moment but continued, hoping to comfort or at least distract with a few facts about herself. "I enjoy talking to people, as poor at it as I am. I like music. Rachmaninov's Italian Polka is so wonderfully heartbreaking everytime I listen to it and I wish I knew why. I want to learn how to bake - and I do well with gardening. I really like reading, but they don't often have the books I like in braille." Her life on a page, she decided, was quite small. She realized she was hungry. She hadn't eaten this morning. She hadn't eaten the day before. She was ravenous and hadn't realized. "I'd love something. I'm a vegetarian, if...that wasn't a given." Thoughts drifted to an awkward surprise birthday meal of a beef burger from a fast-food restaurant.
"Um...Rachawhat?" Hayley asked with a confused look "I've never heard of that musician before, is he good? I can cook. I had to learn to cook when I was young, never made a cake but I make a pretty good spaghetti if I do say so myself! I'm making myself hungry now, let's get some food" She hopped up at that, smoothing her skirt down before turning and taking Saranja's hands to help her up "As for gardening...don't ask. Really. I think plants hate me, but I'm good with soil. Really good! Well...as long as it doesn't need to be really fertile anyway. I may just have to do the cooking while you do the gardening. What's your favourite book? I adore ' To Kill a Mockingbird', I've owned it about four times. Well...borrowed about four times" A slight blush "Never really owned it." Once Saranja was up Hayley squeezed her hands gently "Do you have food in your room or do we find the cafeteria?"
"Rachmaninov. He was a russian composer and pianist. He wrote some wonderful music. I'll have to show you sometime." She stood a bit slower, smoothing out her own skirt and the fur on the top of her legs. She gave a thought. She'd read so many books, it was horrible to have to declare one a favourite. "I enjoy poetry collections. I suppose Emily Dickinson's collected works would have to be my favourite. I've never read 'To Kill a Mockingbird' though I'm told it is good.- I only have books in my room." Hyperbole, but she was sure she brought no food. It completely slipped her mind, as it often did. "Guide me, Hayley of Hades, and I will trust us not to cross the Styx." A poor joke, but at least she was trying. She gave a small smile that made it obvious that it really wasn't her strong suit.
"I'm...not going to try and say that name" Hayley replied sheepishly "But I'll give it a listen. Classical music, right?" There was a look of surprise though at the confession of never having read it. "You've never read To Kill a Mockingbird? Ok, that will have to be changed. I'm sure I can find a braille version, it's a quite famous book after all!" She tried not to frown at the joke though, taking the girls hand again and forcing a chuckle "There's no entrance to the Underworld near here, don't worry. I'll cover the fare though if I find one, family discount!" A small giggle at that, before she added "Please don't say that around other people though. I...I'll tell people in time but not yet. I want to know who I can trust...like I trust you. Now let's get some food" she started moving towards the building once again "Although I don't actually know where I'm going, so this will be a bit of an adventure. Watch out for the door" She added as she opened the door and lead the Satyr in. | First Name: Saranja
Surname: (of) Pelasgia
Nickname: Seer, Hooves
Gender: Female
Species: Satyr (Descendant of Ophion/Pelasgus)
Personality:
Saranja is a descendant of the original Pelasgians, the people born from Ophion when Eurynome ripped out his teeth and cast - from his teeth sprang Pelasgus, the first man. He carried the power of creation, and taught man crafts and art. Thousands of years down the line, with blood being passed through the ages, the blood of the Pelasgians finds itself in a young satyr girl. Similar to Ophioneus before her, she was born with the power to see into the future, as well as the innate ability to 'glamour' and hide her more identifying features.
Unfortunately, with such a useful (yet often elusive ability), as she aged, she found her eyes became worse and worse at seeing in the present, until eventually she woke one day to find herself blind, her eyes working fine when viewing what she wished to see in the future, but never showing her what she wanted, and never allowing her to see the now. Because of this, she finds herself often fixing herself on the future, and caring less about what might happen in front of her, her Achilles heel, as it were. She can come off dire, and serious when her visions slight her, though more often than that she is kind, if apathetic. She enjoys the company of people, though can often decide on if she likes them or not by viewing them in the future, to different amounts of success and failure...
Hobbies:
Pelasgus originally gave man the tools to farm, the tools for agriculture. As such, Saranja enjoys gardening. She likes the feel of dirt on hooves and the knowing, if not the actual view of flowers blooming. She takes great pride in it, and 'cheats' by viewing things that are very often difficult to change, such as the weather or the seasons, knowing what to plant when.
She also enjoys poetry and the arts, particularly Oscar Wilde, Emily Dickinson and anyone in the romantic era, like Coleridge. She also has a soft spot for music, Classical in particular, she loves Chopin and Rachmaninoff, and can get curmudgeon quickly when her listening time is interrupted.
Abilities:
+ Clairvoyance: While Saranja can see into the future, what she in fact is viewing, is one possible future. Like a pool of water that shifts into several different streams, she only follows one path at a time. It differs, and the acts of people (and herself, when she chooses), change the future she sees. This makes her sight very unpredictable and at times, unreliable.
+ Strength: Satyrs are strong and durable creatures, and she is no exception. She is able to carry large weights with ease, walk long distances without issue and, should she wish to, strike with force. She is unlikely to do the latter, as a pacifist.
- Blindness: A blind-seer, she lacks vision and while she can often make up for it and cheat with her clairvoyance, it isn't the same as real sight, and leaves her slow to act and move until she's sure.
Extra:
While the Pelasgians were also known for being brave and expert warriors as written by Homer in the Iliad, Saranja has yet to truly try her hand at combat, a difficult task when you can't see your opponent in front of you, though she might just yet surprise people. |
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