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54,302	1,478	6	2,418	2,130	It was 6:30 AM and Johnny was fast asleep at the kitchen counter as the sun had just started rising as it gave the night sky a dark blue tint. He had been up late reading up on various notes for his potions class, but while he had never really seen the use for potions, he had promised his mother he would get better associated with them. He had spent almost the entire summer studying with his sister who was visiting after he practically begged her to help him, and she did not make it easy. For three to four hours in the evening she would lecture and test him on what seemed like any and every potion and every evening for three to four hours he tried not to sleep through it. He did have to give her credit as she DID know her potions. He had done so much studying, he almost forgot to pack everything he would need for the coming year, yet he managed to get everything packed last minute with the help of Snow. As he lied there fast asleep, his faithful companion and his ever loving sister had just come from a walk and headed to the kitchen where Snow decided to hop on the stool next to him and bark in his ear as loud as he could. There shear noise alone was enough to wake the dead as he jumped and flailed around "Someone had a long night" the girl said in an impressed tone as she leaned over the counter and rested her head on her hand. "How many times have told you not to do that Amy?!" He said in a startled tone as he sat back down and gathered all of his notes. He hated when she woke him up, as she always had to mess with him, especially in the mornings. "Oh crap, what time is it" He looked over at the clock that read 7:05 which meant he had twenty five minutes to get ready. He got up and ran to the bathroom to quickly wash up and grab a new outfit which consisted of a pair of jeans, a long sleeved shirt, a pair of black and white sneakers, and a tan button up shirt with a few design patches. He looked at the clock again which read 7:15 meaning he had just enough time to get his luggage and set it near the letter. All in all that took him five more minutes to get together "I was almost late, why didn't anyone wake me?" he asked. "Aww you looked so cute, I thought I'd let you sleep" She facetiously said. He rolled his eyes and waved at Snow to come over as he grabbed the letter just at 7:30 and the portkey opened "I've got to go, tell mom and dad I said goodbye" He said as he readied himself to be transported to the main hall. "Okay, I,ll see you during winter break, and remember everything I taught you" It was the last thing he heard as he instantly arrived at the main hall. He went to sign in and headed up to the eighth floor to drop off his things with a huge yawn as he headed down to the dining hall to hopefully get some coffee and if he could gather the energy get something to eat. With luck he could get some sleep before the ceremonies started, or sleep through them. As long as he got some more sleep, he did not care what else happened. He entered the dining hall, grabbed a seat and made an introduction with the table as his head hit his arms.	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,303	1,478	7	114	854	((Lol yes! Join the fear of spiders clique. based on there personality's they would also seam like they'd be good friends! Xd)) Alyssa Samara Chase Aly turned over to see her friend Melanie. She smiled as she waved at her."Hey! About time I see you. For a bit that a spider went over to your house and killed you." She joked and turned her attention to the memory over the summer about that creepy looking spider. That thing was terrifying! "Its deffinitly out of my room. If it wasn't I wouldn't even dare to step foot in there. "She shivered at the ought of the spider lurching around in her room. She continued on,"but that chair we broke is still in there." She pushed her back to get it out of her face. "The cloaks? Like a Jackets? She made you practice spells for jackets?"	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,304	1,478	8	114	854	((Lol yes! Join the fear of spiders clique. based on there personality's they would also seam like they'd be good friends! Xd)) Alyssa Samara Chase Aly turned over to see her friend Melanie. She smiled as she waved at her."Hey! About time I see you. For a bit that a spider went over to your house and killed you." She joked and turned her attention to the memory over the summer about that creepy looking spider. That thing was terrifying! "Its deffinitly out of my room. If it wasn't I wouldn't even dare to step foot in there. "She shivered at the ought of the spider lurching around in her room. She continued on,"but that chair we broke is still in there." She pushed her back to get it out of her face. "The cloaks? Like a Jackets? She made you practice spells for jackets?" She tried her best to think about why in the world that would be useful but not a single idea came to her mimd.	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,305	1,478	9	114	854	((Ignore))	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,306	1,478	10	2,418	2,130	Melanie Stryder "No, not a jacket silly!" Melanie rolled her eyes again and nudged Alyssa in the shoulder lightly with her elbow. "It was in the newspaper the other day, it's like...some group or other of wizards and witches. They want to stop hiding from the Muggles here and reveal our world to them.". The young blonde shrugged and her eyebrows knitted together as she seemed to give the idea some thought herself. "I think we should, you know. I mean, back in England we hid most of our magical stuff from the Muggles but they still knew a fair bit about us. Seems strange to me for you guys to be so strict about hiding it over here." (since I'm not sure what the name of the American Wizarding newspaper is, ? Didn't want to just call it the Prophet, wasn't sure if they had a diff. one?)	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,307	1,478	11	114	854	Alyssa Samara Chase Aly shrugged. Over the sumer she read about one copy of the wizards newspaper,and that was after the week after the school ended. For the rest of the summer she didn't bother to pay them anymore money and it stopped coming to her house. She didn't worry much about it and didn't bother to register to get it. Know that it was coming up in a conversation, she sort of regretted this decision. "Oh yea."She told her trying to sound convincing but the hesitance in her voice gave it away. "That's a redicoulos idea though." She said. She was definitely for the idea but she definitely didn't want to blow her cover of being muggle-born. She thought that everyone would look at her differently than they already did.	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,308	1,478	12	2,232	2,604	Finnegan Clarke Finn was interested by Oliver's quick dive into his personal life but refrained from prying. He figure if it was important, his fellow prankster would let him know. As Oliver continued talking, asking about the popularity of muggle coffee, Finn smirked. He wasn't too sure if Oliver was joking about his lack of knowledge on the muggle world, but he figured it was best to answer anyways. "Yes Olly, coffee is pretty common just about everywhere," he said with a chuckle. His face grew slightly more serious as he began to change the topic. "So, Olly, what have you heard about all this Cloak stuff? Do you think they're gonna gain the momentum they need?" Finn asked, referring to the wizards that wanted to expose magic. Finn had been rather cut off from the wizarding world over the summer, being muggle born and all. His only access had been The Salem Daily, and he didn't fully trust them. He was worried about all this Cloak business though. He figured that this could all be a slippery slope back to the olden days where blood purity came before talent, and Finn refused to live in that sort of world.	NAME Finnegan Alexander Clarke NICKNAME Finn AGE 16 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Single YEAR 6th WAND (Birch,9 3/4) A light colored wand with a dragon heart string core, Finn's wand has a small sphere at the end near where Finn grips the wand. The rest of the wand has three gold bands that are spaced evenly apart. TALENT Finn is particularly skilled with offensive magic, many teachers having commented on the strength of his stunning spell, which once sent another student flying back into a tree. PATRONUS Fox BOGGART Finn's boggart has always had a constant appearance. It takes the form of himself, trying and failing to cast a spell, before being dragged away by his professors, presumably back to the muggle world. BLOOD STATUS Muggle-Born PET Finn has a pet cat named Walter that he's had since his second year at Riverwing. The cat is often found roaming the castle grounds, or in Finn's room. APPEARANCE Finn's eye's are a dark grey, the color of storm clouds. Some people say that he has eyes older than the rest of him. The eyes make him look a bit intense, though he's the exact opposite. His dark blonde hair is always done in a quiff style, the result of a spell that one of his friends taught him. His clothing is rather consistent. He's always in a pair of black converse, and can generally be found in a flannel, or a hoodie of some sort, with some joggers acting as pants. Most of his clothes are blue, grey, white, or red, with the occasional black. PERSONALITY Finn is a bit of a teacher's pet. When he arrived at Riverwing he was already an oddity due to his parentage, and he figured that he might as well just focus on his studies. By the end of the year he'd become much more popular but he was also a favorite of the teachers. He's got a sarcastic sense of humor but is also very intelligent. He's an avid wizard chess player. If he's not practicing spells in his room he can probably found hanging out with his friends, reading up on anything magical, or tutoring some first years. His biggest pet peeves are morons, a product of the feeling that he doesn't belong because of his blood status even though he is towards the top of his class, as well as being bossed around, and failing. PLACE OF ORIGIN Finn is from a small town in California, called Granite Cove. HISTORY From an early age, everyone had said that Finnegan Clarke was different. Tables would shake when he got angry, lights would suddenly turn on, and he seemed to be able to understand the cat's meows. As he grew older he found that these things continued to happen to him, often at the worst of times. The school bully once found himself with a face full of burger that Finn swears up and down he didn't throw at him. These actions deterred most kids, but Finn found that a few still thought he was cool, and so he was never lonely. Finn's parents, both of who are artists, always just assumed that Finn was plagued with strange coincidences, until they were visited by a Riverwing professor, who told them that Finn was in fact a wizard. Finn was ecstatic about the news, and studied up on the magical world all up until his first day. Unbeknownst to him, his muggle heritage was not something to be proud of, and for the first few weeks he found himself being watched by his fellow classmates constantly as he walked the halls. By the third week however, he'd been victorious in his classes very first dueling tournament. That scored him his way in, and from then on he's been one of the more popular 6th years at Riverwing. EXTRA If you need a co-GM I'd be happy to do it, assuming nobody else wants to do it more.
54,309	1,478	13	460	495	Oliver Rivers Oliver chuckeled at the answer to his coffee question, giving away the lighthearted intent behind it. Really he already knew all he cared to know about muggles and as far as he was concerned they only existed to fill the space in between wizarding communities and produce funny people like Finn who didn't even have a house elf. Oliver really didn't get how muggles even managed to do half the things they. Then the topic of the cloaks was brought up. He'd heard of them from his parents and Salem Daily but mostly they seemed like a small harmless group of wackos. His parents, however much he disliked their opinons declared that they were no good and the kind of people who would also try and raise elf wages which according to them was already to high. The news reported as though they were just over excited about stuff and for the most part Oliver agreed. For him everything seemed pretty okay, sure it'd be nice if talking to muggles was more normal after all it wasn't their fault they were so lowly and defenseless. Finally answering he declared, "I dunno, my parents don't like them but they just seem like a bunch of wackos. Muggles would probably freak out and do something crazy if they knew magic was real. Oop wait sorry not you though bro, I'm sure you're parents are an exception I just mean other muggles". He paused for a moment, reassuring himself that what he said wasn't that offensive and checking that Finn wasn't offended.	NAME Oliver Garent Rivers NICKNAME Olly or Rivers AGE 18 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Homosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Not in a relationship right now YEAR 8th WAND (Hawthorne, 11 inches) A long dark wand with a threstle hair core. The wand is thin and has a twisting look much like a unicorn horn as it approaches the tip, while the handle is very smooth its end being decorated with a dark jewel. Oliver will tell you that it is his grandfathers best wand. It is adept at alteration spells, one namely being the disillusionment charm. TALENT Oliver excels at spells that modify appearance. He is best at his disillusionment spell, which teachers have commented on being nearly perfect. PATRONUS Bearded Vulture BOGGART In his second year DADA class his boggart took the form of a werewolf standing above the corpses of his family members. Since then it has changed to be a mirror of his own crippling anxiety that no one actually likes him and that he will end up a failure and a disappointment. BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET A crow named Vaness. She can do most things an owl can do, she can't carry as much weight. Most of the time she is hunting and occasionally will bring Oliver things she finds like lost barrettes or rusted screws. APPEARANCE Tall and thin Oliver stands at 6 feet tall. He tends to lean towards the person he is focusing on, usually in conversations, giving the impression of fondness and close friendship regardless of if he's known you for very long. Dark curly hair paired with bright eyes tend to give him an outward look of mischievousness, one that is not necessarily wrong. His clothes tend to consist of dark blues and black and is more reserved and proper though he ops to wear such clothes in a distinctly purposefully disheveled way. It is not uncommon to see his in dark jean or dress pants with an untucked collared shirt and coat. PERSONALITY Oliver is a free spirit who enjoys lighthearted pranks, anything new or unusual, and has a strange fondness for birds. He yearns for attention of any type, and anyone who merely speaks to him he will label as a friend. He speaks his mind and generally seems very happy. With that in mind he does dislike large groups of people, and the loud that accompanies them. He takes being ignored very personally and is quick to assume peoples feelings about him. Oliver falls in and out of love a lot, though it typically doesn't go over well for him since he tends to be overbearing and has very minimal concepts of personal space. PLACE OF ORIGIN Born in the small Wizarding Town of RiverWing Springs, Wisconsin. The birth place of the founder of famous wizarding school RiverWing Herself. HISTORY Oliver was born into one of the more well know wizarding families of the east coast. He is a direct decedent of Gothell RiverWing and closer to the day Thompson Rivers, the best wand maker in New York. He is the oldest now of three, with two younger sisters. His mother was often away, busy with foreign studies. His father worked long hours as a part of the wizarding protection agency. He was part of a special group that kept werewolves vampires and other mostly-humans under check. Unfortunately he was attacked by a werewolf and left with disfiguring scars as well as being a werewolf. After this Oliver's grandmother started having them over at her and her husbands house for a week every month. In New York things were different. Oliver's grandparents were cautious about magic even though they owned a magic shop on a magic street. For these visits Oliver would brood his time by reading or sneak out to explore the magical backstreets of New York. He didn't understand at that point in time why his grandparents got angry at him for sneaking out or why he even needed to go to their house at all and it wouldn't be until his 2nd year at RiverWing that he found out. Back at his home in the springs he happily tested his abilities constantly by jumping off of high things or messing around by the local streams. He never missed his father or mother who always seemed to have something they needed to do. His years so far at RiverWing has been exciting. Aside from the original joyousness of having his great great great so many times great grandmothers portrait all over the place he had a positively swell time learning about the many spells and charms of the modern day. When his younger sister joined in his 5th year he was happy to help her out with studying and navigating the school, and then again in his 7th year when his youngest sister came along. Wih his 8th year he hopes to complete his animagouse training and achieve the top ranks which will allow him into the job of his choice. EXTRA Oliver is studying to become an animagus, and has ambitions in joining the wizarding protection agency (wizard cops) like his father.
54,310	1,478	14	114	854	Alyssa Samara Chase As she talked to Melanie, she overheard the other twos conversation. They weren't that far away from them, and there still weren't a lot of people in the great hall. She felt a bit guilty for listening in on them but at the same time she almost felt obligated to. She couldn't believe some of the things they were saying. 'A bunch of wackos.' The words just kept playing in her mind. Sure she didn't know much about them, but if its all over the wizarding papers, how can he just say that there just a bunch of wackos? She wondered. It wasn't terrible that they were talking about it, it just meant that she could just use the information they were saying as evidents she read the article or articles. 'How long has this been out to the public?' She wondered. "Wouldn't the muggles be after all of us like they were in the hangings? Wizard war two! An absolutely terrible idea." She continued on her conversation as she twirled around on the stool like seet back towards the table. She couldn't wait for the feast to begin! She was starving. She looked over at Melonie over her shoulder. "Well? Are you going to sit down or what?" She asked as she smirked a bit. She warily eyed them as they talked out of boredom. She sighed a bit. She sort of wanted to jump into there conversation but she didn't want it to seem like she was ignoring Melonie. It seemed like it was so easy for her to get distracted by something, almost anything. It was one thing she absolutely hated about herself. She gripped the top edge of the fork of the set up table arrangement and began to fiddle with it. She made it go to one of the sides of her napkin with a spin. She then spin it to the side closest to her with a couple of more twirls, passing her starting point, at the middle of the line she made. She poked the napkin lightly each time. It made a small indent into the tissue paper but it didn't last long. She didn't exactly know what she was doing but it didn't entertain her boredom much, or at all. She wondered if she should go and unpack her cloths. It would at least pass some time away. She shook her head no to that thought. There was no way she wanted to do that right then and she knew the ceremony would start soon. With her luck she would be the only one who would make it there late. Well that's what happened during her third year. People seemed to be showing up so slowly that it seemed like there was plenty of time, but she still refused to go. She sighed as she blankly looked at the plate. 'What time is it?' She wondered. She looked up a bit looking around her for some sort of a clock. She stopped as we realised there wasn't one around. She should of none there wasn't one around, this was the wizarding world not the muggle world. 'Idiot!' She thought to herself. She let the fork fall out of her hand and onto the napkin with a small 'cling'. It wasn't load enough to be noticeable. She drew held up her thumb as she mouthed the words, 'Strike one." She kept a number of strikes of every time she did something, or said something that related to the muggle world and showed that she used to live there in some way. She managed to keep this a secret for a while and intended on keeping it that way. She had seen some of the things that happened to the muggle-born and she didn't want that, whether she deserved it or not. She felt as though all of her friends were going to suddenly leave her if she did. Ofcouse she trusted her friends, but she couldn't help part of her thinking that they were all going to turn on her. That they were simple going to ditch her and leave her for something else. She didn't exactly know why she felt this. Okay maybe she knew exactly why she felt this. She shook these thoughts out of her head. She didn't need to think this right then. She was back for another year at River Wing and she was as happy as she could be about it. Last year was fun for her and she had a feeling that this year was going just as fun or even more fun than the last! ((Nailed it!))	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,311	1,478	15	460	495	Eliza looked up from her game, her eyes straining to see in the dark. The lime green numbers of her digital alarm clock flashed on and off. 4:58. 2 hours and 32 minutes to go. That would be fine she thought. Going back to her game she barely noticed the time tick by, or the sun coming up through the Skyscrapers of New York City . Her curtains drawn closed she missed the birds flying and the sight of the City waking up. A sharp knock on the door and a squawk of alarm from Fia caused Liz to pause her game and look up. The clock read 6:45. “Honey? You awake? Can I come in?” The door opened without waiting for a response and framed in the light from the hall was her mother, Diane. Her mothers wild red hair made her look like her head was on fire. “Up! Liz get up! Have you been playing games all night? Honestly!” Her mother glanced around the room while Eliza saved the game on her PSP. “This better be spotless before you go or so help me I will go there and bring you back to clean it myself.” Lizzie rolled out of bed and spread out her arms, cracking her back and neck. “Dont worry mum, it will be.” Diane rolled her eyes, she made this threat every year and the room was always messy after Eliza left. “Go get ready.” Her tone exasperated she went downstairs leaving Eliza to stand in her room alone. Fia squawked and spread his wings, as Eliza opened her satchel. Placing it in the middel she pulled her wand out from the cupboard drawer and cast a few spells. The first to clean her clothes, the second to fold and place them into the satchel. Fia flew around the room dodging flying pieces of clothing. As she finished packing Eliza grabbed the clothes she left on the hanger to war today and went to take a shower. Showered and dressed Eliza went back to her room. “ELIZA, YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!” Eliza sighed pushing the half-drawn PSP back in its case. “Im coming, calm down!” Grabbing her satchel she packed the rest of her stuff into her bag before pulling her black hoodie on. The PSP went up on sleeve, her wand up the other. “Fia come on.” The phoenix flew over from its perch and landed on her shoulder. As Eliza exited she looked once more at her room. It was moderatley clean but she knew her mum would find something wrong. She stepped back quickly and opened her curtains, squinting as the light flooded her eyes. Walking back out she ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. Her older brother, Daniel was sitting at the kitchen table drinking tea and clipping the end of his Firebolt. His polishing kit was open and strewn across the table. Eliza poured herself a cup of tea from the kettle bubbling on the stove. Heaping sugar in she quickly slurped it down before she nabbed a slice of toast from Daniel's plate. Her mother hurried into the kitchen and thrust a envelop into her hands. The black and blue seal of River-wing was on the back. Cracking it open Eliza spread the paper out and placed it on the table. Daniel his eyes showing curiosity started speaking. “You know I never got this system of port-keys. The amount of time and precision needed, its just too much effort.” Eliza looked over to her brother. “Yeah the train was fun, but this is quicker.” Running quickly to the lounge she grabbed the pocket watch from the mantle piece. “See ya dad” she murmured quietly to the photo above the fireplace. Clipping the pocket-watch to the waist of her skirt she opened and read the time. “Mum got to go, see ya when I see ya. Daniel good luck for your match against Ireland.” Placing her now cold piece of toast into her mouth she waved and touched the portkey. With a weird feeling in her tummy Eliza popped out in front of the school. Gazing up at the school she started walking forward, up the stairs and into the main hall. The crowds of people talking made her uncomfortable. The parents of new students greeted each other like friends, while the new students tried to appear unfazed by the hall. Joining her queue for enrolment she waited playing with Fia, she turned and noticed she was last in line. Like always. As she got to the sign in sheet and signed in she started talking to Professor Willfrey. He told her about he had gone and saw his daughter in Canada over the holidays. After a quick chat she went to her room. Climbing to the 4th floor she went to her room, right at the end of the hall. While it wasnt the biggest out of all the rooms it was the most private, in the corner and the door was out of sight from the main hall. Entering she smiled before opening the window. Looking out the window she glanced at the playing fields before pullign out her wands and casting a spell for the window view to be the same as the view from her bedroom in New York. Her bag dumped on the floor and Fia fed and perched Eliza decided to grab some breakfast. Locking her door with a enchantment behind her she shuffled slowly to the dining room, where she spotted Oliver. He was talking to Finn but she kinda wanted to talk to someone. She walked over quietly before sitting down next to him. “Hi Finn. Hey Oli, how were your hols?” Her PSP came out her sleeve and she started playing.	NAME Oliver Garent Rivers NICKNAME Olly or Rivers AGE 18 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Homosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Not in a relationship right now YEAR 8th WAND (Hawthorne, 11 inches) A long dark wand with a threstle hair core. The wand is thin and has a twisting look much like a unicorn horn as it approaches the tip, while the handle is very smooth its end being decorated with a dark jewel. Oliver will tell you that it is his grandfathers best wand. It is adept at alteration spells, one namely being the disillusionment charm. TALENT Oliver excels at spells that modify appearance. He is best at his disillusionment spell, which teachers have commented on being nearly perfect. PATRONUS Bearded Vulture BOGGART In his second year DADA class his boggart took the form of a werewolf standing above the corpses of his family members. Since then it has changed to be a mirror of his own crippling anxiety that no one actually likes him and that he will end up a failure and a disappointment. BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET A crow named Vaness. She can do most things an owl can do, she can't carry as much weight. Most of the time she is hunting and occasionally will bring Oliver things she finds like lost barrettes or rusted screws. APPEARANCE Tall and thin Oliver stands at 6 feet tall. He tends to lean towards the person he is focusing on, usually in conversations, giving the impression of fondness and close friendship regardless of if he's known you for very long. Dark curly hair paired with bright eyes tend to give him an outward look of mischievousness, one that is not necessarily wrong. His clothes tend to consist of dark blues and black and is more reserved and proper though he ops to wear such clothes in a distinctly purposefully disheveled way. It is not uncommon to see his in dark jean or dress pants with an untucked collared shirt and coat. PERSONALITY Oliver is a free spirit who enjoys lighthearted pranks, anything new or unusual, and has a strange fondness for birds. He yearns for attention of any type, and anyone who merely speaks to him he will label as a friend. He speaks his mind and generally seems very happy. With that in mind he does dislike large groups of people, and the loud that accompanies them. He takes being ignored very personally and is quick to assume peoples feelings about him. Oliver falls in and out of love a lot, though it typically doesn't go over well for him since he tends to be overbearing and has very minimal concepts of personal space. PLACE OF ORIGIN Born in the small Wizarding Town of RiverWing Springs, Wisconsin. The birth place of the founder of famous wizarding school RiverWing Herself. HISTORY Oliver was born into one of the more well know wizarding families of the east coast. He is a direct decedent of Gothell RiverWing and closer to the day Thompson Rivers, the best wand maker in New York. He is the oldest now of three, with two younger sisters. His mother was often away, busy with foreign studies. His father worked long hours as a part of the wizarding protection agency. He was part of a special group that kept werewolves vampires and other mostly-humans under check. Unfortunately he was attacked by a werewolf and left with disfiguring scars as well as being a werewolf. After this Oliver's grandmother started having them over at her and her husbands house for a week every month. In New York things were different. Oliver's grandparents were cautious about magic even though they owned a magic shop on a magic street. For these visits Oliver would brood his time by reading or sneak out to explore the magical backstreets of New York. He didn't understand at that point in time why his grandparents got angry at him for sneaking out or why he even needed to go to their house at all and it wouldn't be until his 2nd year at RiverWing that he found out. Back at his home in the springs he happily tested his abilities constantly by jumping off of high things or messing around by the local streams. He never missed his father or mother who always seemed to have something they needed to do. His years so far at RiverWing has been exciting. Aside from the original joyousness of having his great great great so many times great grandmothers portrait all over the place he had a positively swell time learning about the many spells and charms of the modern day. When his younger sister joined in his 5th year he was happy to help her out with studying and navigating the school, and then again in his 7th year when his youngest sister came along. Wih his 8th year he hopes to complete his animagouse training and achieve the top ranks which will allow him into the job of his choice. EXTRA Oliver is studying to become an animagus, and has ambitions in joining the wizarding protection agency (wizard cops) like his father.
54,312	1,478	16	2,232	2,604	Finnegan Clarke Finn smirked at Olly as he got worked up trying not offend him. It was common place among many of his friends, and while nothing was ever truly offensive, Finn took to correcting them if it was. "It's a lot easier to handle the idea of witches and wizards when your son is one. If the general muggle population knew about us, I don't think it would go well. Muggles aren't big fans of change," Finn said, smirking. He turned as Eliza came and took a seat. "Hey Eliza," he said to the girl. "My holidays were fine. Same old same old. It's always a bore going from here to boring old muggle world," he said. "But how were you're holidays? Run into any adventures?" he asked. His summer had been sorely lacking in the adventure department, as he had been stuck doing summer homework and working at his parents' art gallery.	NAME Finnegan Alexander Clarke NICKNAME Finn AGE 16 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Single YEAR 6th WAND (Birch,9 3/4) A light colored wand with a dragon heart string core, Finn's wand has a small sphere at the end near where Finn grips the wand. The rest of the wand has three gold bands that are spaced evenly apart. TALENT Finn is particularly skilled with offensive magic, many teachers having commented on the strength of his stunning spell, which once sent another student flying back into a tree. PATRONUS Fox BOGGART Finn's boggart has always had a constant appearance. It takes the form of himself, trying and failing to cast a spell, before being dragged away by his professors, presumably back to the muggle world. BLOOD STATUS Muggle-Born PET Finn has a pet cat named Walter that he's had since his second year at Riverwing. The cat is often found roaming the castle grounds, or in Finn's room. APPEARANCE Finn's eye's are a dark grey, the color of storm clouds. Some people say that he has eyes older than the rest of him. The eyes make him look a bit intense, though he's the exact opposite. His dark blonde hair is always done in a quiff style, the result of a spell that one of his friends taught him. His clothing is rather consistent. He's always in a pair of black converse, and can generally be found in a flannel, or a hoodie of some sort, with some joggers acting as pants. Most of his clothes are blue, grey, white, or red, with the occasional black. PERSONALITY Finn is a bit of a teacher's pet. When he arrived at Riverwing he was already an oddity due to his parentage, and he figured that he might as well just focus on his studies. By the end of the year he'd become much more popular but he was also a favorite of the teachers. He's got a sarcastic sense of humor but is also very intelligent. He's an avid wizard chess player. If he's not practicing spells in his room he can probably found hanging out with his friends, reading up on anything magical, or tutoring some first years. His biggest pet peeves are morons, a product of the feeling that he doesn't belong because of his blood status even though he is towards the top of his class, as well as being bossed around, and failing. PLACE OF ORIGIN Finn is from a small town in California, called Granite Cove. HISTORY From an early age, everyone had said that Finnegan Clarke was different. Tables would shake when he got angry, lights would suddenly turn on, and he seemed to be able to understand the cat's meows. As he grew older he found that these things continued to happen to him, often at the worst of times. The school bully once found himself with a face full of burger that Finn swears up and down he didn't throw at him. These actions deterred most kids, but Finn found that a few still thought he was cool, and so he was never lonely. Finn's parents, both of who are artists, always just assumed that Finn was plagued with strange coincidences, until they were visited by a Riverwing professor, who told them that Finn was in fact a wizard. Finn was ecstatic about the news, and studied up on the magical world all up until his first day. Unbeknownst to him, his muggle heritage was not something to be proud of, and for the first few weeks he found himself being watched by his fellow classmates constantly as he walked the halls. By the third week however, he'd been victorious in his classes very first dueling tournament. That scored him his way in, and from then on he's been one of the more popular 6th years at Riverwing. EXTRA If you need a co-GM I'd be happy to do it, assuming nobody else wants to do it more.
54,313	1,478	17	460	495	Oliver Rivers Oliver beamed. His friends were great, and Finn didn't seem offended at all. Taking up Eliza's question he began to ramble again. "I found this cute coffee place with really nice muggles and this one was kinda, i mean the coffee was hot." He left off in nervous laughter. He'd forgotten all about Mathew at the coffee place. He was the literal actual worst. Oliver vowed to himself that he'd never go back to that coffee place ever again, or anywhere near it for that matter. On top of that the cloaks defiantly were wrong; muggles and wizards needed to stay out of each others hair. With a fake grin he turned to Eliza "But uh, yeah, Liz, what about you and your summer?". Oliver wasn't really paying that much attention, he cared about what they thought, but he also still felt bad for accidentally ditching poor stupid muggle Mathew, and for goofing off up until this year, and for all the goofing off he'd still do this year. This was his last year at RiverWing, he had done well grade wise so far, and he was going to have his animagus exam in a week or so and there was just so much going on now that he had a chance to think about it. It sucked, he wished things were easier.	NAME Oliver Garent Rivers NICKNAME Olly or Rivers AGE 18 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Homosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Not in a relationship right now YEAR 8th WAND (Hawthorne, 11 inches) A long dark wand with a threstle hair core. The wand is thin and has a twisting look much like a unicorn horn as it approaches the tip, while the handle is very smooth its end being decorated with a dark jewel. Oliver will tell you that it is his grandfathers best wand. It is adept at alteration spells, one namely being the disillusionment charm. TALENT Oliver excels at spells that modify appearance. He is best at his disillusionment spell, which teachers have commented on being nearly perfect. PATRONUS Bearded Vulture BOGGART In his second year DADA class his boggart took the form of a werewolf standing above the corpses of his family members. Since then it has changed to be a mirror of his own crippling anxiety that no one actually likes him and that he will end up a failure and a disappointment. BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET A crow named Vaness. She can do most things an owl can do, she can't carry as much weight. Most of the time she is hunting and occasionally will bring Oliver things she finds like lost barrettes or rusted screws. APPEARANCE Tall and thin Oliver stands at 6 feet tall. He tends to lean towards the person he is focusing on, usually in conversations, giving the impression of fondness and close friendship regardless of if he's known you for very long. Dark curly hair paired with bright eyes tend to give him an outward look of mischievousness, one that is not necessarily wrong. His clothes tend to consist of dark blues and black and is more reserved and proper though he ops to wear such clothes in a distinctly purposefully disheveled way. It is not uncommon to see his in dark jean or dress pants with an untucked collared shirt and coat. PERSONALITY Oliver is a free spirit who enjoys lighthearted pranks, anything new or unusual, and has a strange fondness for birds. He yearns for attention of any type, and anyone who merely speaks to him he will label as a friend. He speaks his mind and generally seems very happy. With that in mind he does dislike large groups of people, and the loud that accompanies them. He takes being ignored very personally and is quick to assume peoples feelings about him. Oliver falls in and out of love a lot, though it typically doesn't go over well for him since he tends to be overbearing and has very minimal concepts of personal space. PLACE OF ORIGIN Born in the small Wizarding Town of RiverWing Springs, Wisconsin. The birth place of the founder of famous wizarding school RiverWing Herself. HISTORY Oliver was born into one of the more well know wizarding families of the east coast. He is a direct decedent of Gothell RiverWing and closer to the day Thompson Rivers, the best wand maker in New York. He is the oldest now of three, with two younger sisters. His mother was often away, busy with foreign studies. His father worked long hours as a part of the wizarding protection agency. He was part of a special group that kept werewolves vampires and other mostly-humans under check. Unfortunately he was attacked by a werewolf and left with disfiguring scars as well as being a werewolf. After this Oliver's grandmother started having them over at her and her husbands house for a week every month. In New York things were different. Oliver's grandparents were cautious about magic even though they owned a magic shop on a magic street. For these visits Oliver would brood his time by reading or sneak out to explore the magical backstreets of New York. He didn't understand at that point in time why his grandparents got angry at him for sneaking out or why he even needed to go to their house at all and it wouldn't be until his 2nd year at RiverWing that he found out. Back at his home in the springs he happily tested his abilities constantly by jumping off of high things or messing around by the local streams. He never missed his father or mother who always seemed to have something they needed to do. His years so far at RiverWing has been exciting. Aside from the original joyousness of having his great great great so many times great grandmothers portrait all over the place he had a positively swell time learning about the many spells and charms of the modern day. When his younger sister joined in his 5th year he was happy to help her out with studying and navigating the school, and then again in his 7th year when his youngest sister came along. Wih his 8th year he hopes to complete his animagouse training and achieve the top ranks which will allow him into the job of his choice. EXTRA Oliver is studying to become an animagus, and has ambitions in joining the wizarding protection agency (wizard cops) like his father.
54,314	1,478	18	114	854	Alyssa Samara Chase Memory's of the year before came into her mind as she thought. She remembered all the stupid yet fun things they did. Then she left for the summer and spent the whole time in her room. It was lame alright and she knew this, sadly. She ended up playing video games unless someone she knew came over to her house which did happen at times, or she went to someone else's house. Her vacation was nice though, no worry's about her grades and she got to hang out with her family a lot. One thing she couldn't get off her mind was that it seemed like everyone but her knew about the cloaks. She wondered why her brother never told her anything about them. She continued to listen in on there conversation, even though they had stopped talking about the cloaks. As she heard another voice she looked up seeing the girl. She shrugged as she looked down once again trying to go unnoticed. 'Eliza.' She thought to herself as the girl said her name. She sighed as she looked back over at Melanie. For a second she thought that she missed something that Melonie had sad as she zoned into the world of thought. She has done this multiple times to her and each time she didn't really mean to it just happened. She sighed as she debated if she should ask what she missed or just say yea. She had no clue how long she had been zoning out of the conversation or how much she would have missed. Instead she just smiled and nodded.	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,315	1,478	19	2,418	2,130	For what seemed like the past thirty minutes, Johnny had sat there trying to get some sort of sleep before the feast started. He hoped it would start soon, so he could at least get some coffee in his system. While he sat pretending to sleep, he could not help but over hear some of the other kids conversations. They had been talking about the cloaks who had been in the news saying they wanted to expose themselves and other wizards to the humans of this world. Johnny had not bothered much to read up on these cloaks, or what ever they called themselves due to the various study sessions. He DID hear his sister Holly talk to Amy about them though, even if it was just a little, but what the others were saying about them was news to the boy. He could not help but think what that would do, after all they were talking about revealing themselves to people who were so afraid of witches, they conducted witch hunts and burned the wizards and witches of old at the stake. Not that he had anything against the humans as HE called them, as he hated using the word muggle. He felt that revealing the magical world to them would not go over as well as they think or hope it would. It was bad enough that the muggle-borns had to hide everything that had even the slightest thing to do with magic from their loved ones, but imagine what they would go through if their loved ones found out. He hated calling them that, after all they were witches and wizards just like he was, however the only difference was that they had parents and siblings that did not use magic. Something as serious as this needed more tactful planning, or at the very least subtlety.	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,316	1,478	20	460	495	The Dining hall had now filled with students, many of them first and second years. Suddenly the bright light dimmed to an ocean blue, illuminating the ceiling that was now filled with paintings of angels and cherubs who were all at attention to the speaker. She was an elderly women stout and dressed in an old fashioned type of robe that had frills and cuffs accompanied by an ancient witches hat adorned with feathers. This as every knew by now was Headmistress Geneva McKelly. She positively beamed today as she stood in front of the staff table ready to make the first announcement of the year. "Students," she began, unmistakably in charge and impossible to speak over "Welcome first years to RiverWing, and welcome back all else. I hope we are all prepared for another wonderful year. Classes as always will begin tomorrow morning at seven a.m. sharp, for today you may unpack and meet with your teacher and generally become re-acquainted at you home for the next few months." She paused for a moment collecting herself. "I would like to remind everyone that harassing Hilda is prohibited and just as punishable as bullying living students. Additionally swimming in the lake is not aloud without teacher supervision. Quiditch will be available again this year sign up with professor Oaklin He will be available all today. And lastly," She paused once again, though this time for dramatic effect "Enjoy the feast." As the elderly women went to sit down plates filled with every manner of breakfast and lunch type foods. pitchers filled with juices and milk and water even tea and coffee. The room filled with the gasps of amazed and astounded first years before everyone began digging in. Oliver Rivers Oliver had seen all the magic that went into the making of Headmistress McKelly's introduction 7 times before and so by this time it had lost quite a bit of it's original pzazz. Yes it was cool that she could change fires color all around a room, but honestly someone else probably did that. As for the food it was delicious as always, he knew as he had started scarfing down pastries, but even they lacked any mystery. It all came down to house elves in the end, their were at least one hundred of them at Riverwing if not more. Really he was just glad for the distraction Mckelly had provided, none of what she had said was any different from the years before. Quiditch had never interested him as much as quadpot and even that didn't hold his attention for long. He made a note to himself to check if Vaness was in the owlery, sometimes she went their when she couldn't find his dorm and it never turned out well between her and the owls. Aside from that he just needed to practice his animagus transforming. Turning back to human for was the only part he still hadn't mastered.	NAME Oliver Garent Rivers NICKNAME Olly or Rivers AGE 18 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Homosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Not in a relationship right now YEAR 8th WAND (Hawthorne, 11 inches) A long dark wand with a threstle hair core. The wand is thin and has a twisting look much like a unicorn horn as it approaches the tip, while the handle is very smooth its end being decorated with a dark jewel. Oliver will tell you that it is his grandfathers best wand. It is adept at alteration spells, one namely being the disillusionment charm. TALENT Oliver excels at spells that modify appearance. He is best at his disillusionment spell, which teachers have commented on being nearly perfect. PATRONUS Bearded Vulture BOGGART In his second year DADA class his boggart took the form of a werewolf standing above the corpses of his family members. Since then it has changed to be a mirror of his own crippling anxiety that no one actually likes him and that he will end up a failure and a disappointment. BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET A crow named Vaness. She can do most things an owl can do, she can't carry as much weight. Most of the time she is hunting and occasionally will bring Oliver things she finds like lost barrettes or rusted screws. APPEARANCE Tall and thin Oliver stands at 6 feet tall. He tends to lean towards the person he is focusing on, usually in conversations, giving the impression of fondness and close friendship regardless of if he's known you for very long. Dark curly hair paired with bright eyes tend to give him an outward look of mischievousness, one that is not necessarily wrong. His clothes tend to consist of dark blues and black and is more reserved and proper though he ops to wear such clothes in a distinctly purposefully disheveled way. It is not uncommon to see his in dark jean or dress pants with an untucked collared shirt and coat. PERSONALITY Oliver is a free spirit who enjoys lighthearted pranks, anything new or unusual, and has a strange fondness for birds. He yearns for attention of any type, and anyone who merely speaks to him he will label as a friend. He speaks his mind and generally seems very happy. With that in mind he does dislike large groups of people, and the loud that accompanies them. He takes being ignored very personally and is quick to assume peoples feelings about him. Oliver falls in and out of love a lot, though it typically doesn't go over well for him since he tends to be overbearing and has very minimal concepts of personal space. PLACE OF ORIGIN Born in the small Wizarding Town of RiverWing Springs, Wisconsin. The birth place of the founder of famous wizarding school RiverWing Herself. HISTORY Oliver was born into one of the more well know wizarding families of the east coast. He is a direct decedent of Gothell RiverWing and closer to the day Thompson Rivers, the best wand maker in New York. He is the oldest now of three, with two younger sisters. His mother was often away, busy with foreign studies. His father worked long hours as a part of the wizarding protection agency. He was part of a special group that kept werewolves vampires and other mostly-humans under check. Unfortunately he was attacked by a werewolf and left with disfiguring scars as well as being a werewolf. After this Oliver's grandmother started having them over at her and her husbands house for a week every month. In New York things were different. Oliver's grandparents were cautious about magic even though they owned a magic shop on a magic street. For these visits Oliver would brood his time by reading or sneak out to explore the magical backstreets of New York. He didn't understand at that point in time why his grandparents got angry at him for sneaking out or why he even needed to go to their house at all and it wouldn't be until his 2nd year at RiverWing that he found out. Back at his home in the springs he happily tested his abilities constantly by jumping off of high things or messing around by the local streams. He never missed his father or mother who always seemed to have something they needed to do. His years so far at RiverWing has been exciting. Aside from the original joyousness of having his great great great so many times great grandmothers portrait all over the place he had a positively swell time learning about the many spells and charms of the modern day. When his younger sister joined in his 5th year he was happy to help her out with studying and navigating the school, and then again in his 7th year when his youngest sister came along. Wih his 8th year he hopes to complete his animagouse training and achieve the top ranks which will allow him into the job of his choice. EXTRA Oliver is studying to become an animagus, and has ambitions in joining the wizarding protection agency (wizard cops) like his father.
54,317	1,478	21	114	854	Alyssa Samara Chase Aly nodded a bit not really sure if that was a bad thing or a good thing. She eyed melonie surprised as she joined into the others conversation, which was when she knew that she wasn't the only one was dropping. "Melonie what are you doing?" She whispered as she watched. 'War? When did anyone say war?' She wondered to herself. She heard nothing about war. She was going to ask what it was when the lights had turned blue whit was when she realised that the rest of the students had came into the great hall. She smiled a bit.' Finally food!' She thought to herself. She looked up at the staff table at Geneva Mckelly. She definitely wasn't her most favorite teacher, but at the same time not the worse. She didn't pay much attention to what she was saying, it was the same speech every year, at least it seamed like it to her. The only thing she found partly interesting was the quiditch, but she never actually signed up to go tryout since she didn't have her own broom stick. The speech was quickly over and the feast appeared before there eyes. Aly smiled as she grabbed a waffle and placed some syrup on to it. She cut the pieces with the edge of her fork and took a bite. She looked at the others in the great hall looking for others she recognised but didn't see anyone on first glance. She looked back at melonie and asked. " So what's your schedule?"	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,318	1,478	22	2,418	2,130	Melanie Stryder Melanie shrugged a little and quickly busied herself with piling her plate full of food. She must have misheard someone, she could have sworn someone had said something about a war long ago. Oh well. She took a bite out of a piece of bacon and took her time with chewing as she fished her schedule out of her pocket, careful not to disturb the snake that was curled up there. "Hmm...looks like I've got Charms, extra Potions and Herbology-looks like they're together as one lesson now or something-yes!" the young witch couldn't help herself and did a triumphant air punch as the words scrawled onto the parchment told her she would have an extra lesson of her favorite subject. It didn't last all that long though, because the next lessons she read out made Melanie groan loudly, her blonde curls bouncing up and down as she slumped her head forward dramatically. "Ughh!! And Divination and Transfiguration, man I wish I could drop those!"	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,319	1,478	23	2,256	1,910	Mason Smith "MASON GARRISON SMITH!" A surprised shout left the teenage male, falling off the bed from the large jump of shock. He quickly sat up, eyes wide, his hair turned a very light blonde, heart hammering in his chest. He looked up, meeting the eyes of his mother who stood two feet in front of him, her eyes appearing to be flaming in her anger. He blinked, a small "hi mom" escaping from his throat. He glanced at the time before letting out a small groan. He now understood. It was 7:50, 20 minutes after he was supposed to leave. "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE GONE 20 MINUTES AGO!" He flinched back, eyes wide in shock and he nodded, standing up, his mom berating him, not even bothering to leave the room as her son rushed around collecting the necessary items. He snatched the clothes of the day, fixing his hair quickly before he threw on his clothes, preforming the necessary hygienic duties. He'd have a complete shower after the breakfast. He left, his mother immediately grabbing on to his jacket and pulling him down the stairs, stumbling after her. Despite being 18, his mother still had a lot of control over him. He felt a tug on the bottom of his jeans, continuing up his jacket before a fluff settled on his shoulders around his neck, immediately recognizing it as Aloin. Once down stairs, his mother gave him a look as he was handed his bags. Within seconds, he found himself stumbling into the entry line, grimacing at the complete lack of people. He stumbles, gaining his footing, him mom appariting seconds afterward. He let out a small sigh before slowly approaching Professor Willfrey. Professor Wilfrey gave him a disappointed look, quickly signing in the tardy student. He quickly ran through the halls, quickly getting up to the forth floor and crashing into his room, dropping the bag on his bed. He sprinted back downstairs, grimacing as he approached the great hall. He slowly entered glancing around, a small curse entering his mind. The food has already been served. It wasn't easy to sneak your way in, so he walked with a purpose, his head high, though feeling self conscious. His eyes scanned the crowds before finding the person he was looking for. He walked over to the group of familiar students. He sat down next to Oliver, a friend of prior years, having been in the same year together, looking around at everyone. He said, letting out a low chuckle," better late then never I guess."	NAME Mason Garrison Scott NICKNAME Mas AGE 17 GENDER male SEXUALITY bisexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single, for now YEAR 7 WAND Cherry, phoenix feather core, 11.5 inches. TALENT He is particularly skilled in offensive spells, particularly incendio tria, and other fire related spells. PATRONUS Lion BOGGART clowns BLOOD STATUS pure blood PET APPEARANCE Mason is approximately 6 foot 1 inches in height, and weighs in around 195 pounds. He is well built, obvious signs that he works out showing on his body. He prefers to wear tighter shirts, but tends to stay with this design. He prefers bright, almost electric blue eyes, and as such the color of his eyes turn to such. His hair will change in shade, but he doesn’t tend to go towards the bright and abnormal colorings. He was fascinated by the thought of permanent things that would always remain. As such, he now has several tattoos. One of which covers the majority of his right side front, and the other goes across his shoulders and down. PERSONALITY Mason isn't the most attention seeking person, but he always wants to have friends and people to talk to. He is known as a flirt, hitting on everyone when he sees fit to. He generally seems to be a serious person, but he can be quite the joker when he is comfortable enough with the people around him. He is rather friendly, but is stuck with a temper that can quickly snap as he gets more annoyed. He likes going for a run, fire, and friends. He does not like arrogant people, loud people, or crowded places. PLACE OF ORIGIN A small wizard town near Dallas, Texas HISTORY As soon as he was born, he knew about his special ability. Within hours after his birth, the thick mop of hair began turning different colors from the original. It was not too surprising, his mother's family has a history of being metamorphmagus, though it had skipped a few generations to get to him. He continued on through life, surrounded constantly by magic, not expecting anything different in life. The first time he visited Dallas, he was thrown off completely. He couldn't understand how people could live without magic, and he watched them in utter fascination as they walked from store to store. Not a single bit of magic was done. He had two older brothers, both of which picked on the younger brother, occasionally taking out their frustration on him. He was always glad when they went to school, to get anyway from them. Once he was accepted, he chose to stay there as long as he could, due to the years of separation between his brothers. But they grew out of their tendencies, apologizing to him eventually. Now they are both off working, the eldest married and with a 2 year old son. He went through a struggle as he aged discovering his was attracted to both sexes. He was afraid that something was wrong with him. For several years he hid it from everyone, but once he learned more he came out, becoming more comfortable with himself. EXTRA He is a metamorphmagus
54,320	1,478	24	114	854	Alyssa Samara Chase " Who wouldn't want to?" She answered her first question. The only class she enjoyed a lot was defense against the dark arts, which luckily was one of her classes this year. " Well herbology is also pretty boring." She told her. " Who needs to know all about plants? Its stupid!" She said sadly a bit bored just thinking about it. "What's the point of it anyways?" Aly nodded a bit as she took out her scedule, a crumpled up piece of paper that she stuffed into her pants pocket. She looked at through it and said, " We have three classes together; Charms, potions and divination." She said as she showed her the paper. She shrugged a bit as she took a sip of her chosen drink, French vanilla coffee. Most wizards didn't drink that but she didn't seem to care about that what so ever.	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,321	1,478	25	460	495	Oliver Rivers Oliver perked up. It was Mason, a good friend of his from the years before. Late but here none the less. Oliver smiled before retorting "You didn't miss anything except the food, Mckelly has the same speech every year. They canceled Plants this years, it's lumped in with potions isn't that great, we only have one worthless class instead of two!". He was rather pleased with this remark, it was what he felt most people thought. He also had happened to nearly pass both the year before, only having one would be much easier to deal with. "by the way," He continued, gesturing to his other table mates,"This is Finn and Eliza, I dunno if you knew them or not," He grinned. He had a good prospect for the year ahead, and seeing all his friends had only reaffirmed that ideal.	NAME Oliver Garent Rivers NICKNAME Olly or Rivers AGE 18 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Homosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Not in a relationship right now YEAR 8th WAND (Hawthorne, 11 inches) A long dark wand with a threstle hair core. The wand is thin and has a twisting look much like a unicorn horn as it approaches the tip, while the handle is very smooth its end being decorated with a dark jewel. Oliver will tell you that it is his grandfathers best wand. It is adept at alteration spells, one namely being the disillusionment charm. TALENT Oliver excels at spells that modify appearance. He is best at his disillusionment spell, which teachers have commented on being nearly perfect. PATRONUS Bearded Vulture BOGGART In his second year DADA class his boggart took the form of a werewolf standing above the corpses of his family members. Since then it has changed to be a mirror of his own crippling anxiety that no one actually likes him and that he will end up a failure and a disappointment. BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET A crow named Vaness. She can do most things an owl can do, she can't carry as much weight. Most of the time she is hunting and occasionally will bring Oliver things she finds like lost barrettes or rusted screws. APPEARANCE Tall and thin Oliver stands at 6 feet tall. He tends to lean towards the person he is focusing on, usually in conversations, giving the impression of fondness and close friendship regardless of if he's known you for very long. Dark curly hair paired with bright eyes tend to give him an outward look of mischievousness, one that is not necessarily wrong. His clothes tend to consist of dark blues and black and is more reserved and proper though he ops to wear such clothes in a distinctly purposefully disheveled way. It is not uncommon to see his in dark jean or dress pants with an untucked collared shirt and coat. PERSONALITY Oliver is a free spirit who enjoys lighthearted pranks, anything new or unusual, and has a strange fondness for birds. He yearns for attention of any type, and anyone who merely speaks to him he will label as a friend. He speaks his mind and generally seems very happy. With that in mind he does dislike large groups of people, and the loud that accompanies them. He takes being ignored very personally and is quick to assume peoples feelings about him. Oliver falls in and out of love a lot, though it typically doesn't go over well for him since he tends to be overbearing and has very minimal concepts of personal space. PLACE OF ORIGIN Born in the small Wizarding Town of RiverWing Springs, Wisconsin. The birth place of the founder of famous wizarding school RiverWing Herself. HISTORY Oliver was born into one of the more well know wizarding families of the east coast. He is a direct decedent of Gothell RiverWing and closer to the day Thompson Rivers, the best wand maker in New York. He is the oldest now of three, with two younger sisters. His mother was often away, busy with foreign studies. His father worked long hours as a part of the wizarding protection agency. He was part of a special group that kept werewolves vampires and other mostly-humans under check. Unfortunately he was attacked by a werewolf and left with disfiguring scars as well as being a werewolf. After this Oliver's grandmother started having them over at her and her husbands house for a week every month. In New York things were different. Oliver's grandparents were cautious about magic even though they owned a magic shop on a magic street. For these visits Oliver would brood his time by reading or sneak out to explore the magical backstreets of New York. He didn't understand at that point in time why his grandparents got angry at him for sneaking out or why he even needed to go to their house at all and it wouldn't be until his 2nd year at RiverWing that he found out. Back at his home in the springs he happily tested his abilities constantly by jumping off of high things or messing around by the local streams. He never missed his father or mother who always seemed to have something they needed to do. His years so far at RiverWing has been exciting. Aside from the original joyousness of having his great great great so many times great grandmothers portrait all over the place he had a positively swell time learning about the many spells and charms of the modern day. When his younger sister joined in his 5th year he was happy to help her out with studying and navigating the school, and then again in his 7th year when his youngest sister came along. Wih his 8th year he hopes to complete his animagouse training and achieve the top ranks which will allow him into the job of his choice. EXTRA Oliver is studying to become an animagus, and has ambitions in joining the wizarding protection agency (wizard cops) like his father.
54,322	1,478	26	2,232	2,604	Johnny had awoken to the smell of all sorts of breakfast and lunch foods as the elderly woman finished her speech. For the most part, the speech was just a formality for the new blood, so he was not missing anything. It was the same old speech every year, classes early in the morning, be nice to Hilda, and no swimming in the lake without permission. As the hall filled with food and drinks, the item that drew his attention was the coffee as he caught a whiff from the pot that landed near him. He quickly lifted his head and grabbed the nearest cup and the pot and poured, as he let the steam from the coffee cover his nose in a clod of mist. "Thank god, I needed this" He thought to himself as he took the first sip and grabbed his schedule. "Transfigurations, potions, defense against the dark arts, charms, and herbology. Great playing with plants" He thought to himself as he sipped on his coffee.	NAME Finnegan Alexander Clarke NICKNAME Finn AGE 16 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Single YEAR 6th WAND (Birch,9 3/4) A light colored wand with a dragon heart string core, Finn's wand has a small sphere at the end near where Finn grips the wand. The rest of the wand has three gold bands that are spaced evenly apart. TALENT Finn is particularly skilled with offensive magic, many teachers having commented on the strength of his stunning spell, which once sent another student flying back into a tree. PATRONUS Fox BOGGART Finn's boggart has always had a constant appearance. It takes the form of himself, trying and failing to cast a spell, before being dragged away by his professors, presumably back to the muggle world. BLOOD STATUS Muggle-Born PET Finn has a pet cat named Walter that he's had since his second year at Riverwing. The cat is often found roaming the castle grounds, or in Finn's room. APPEARANCE Finn's eye's are a dark grey, the color of storm clouds. Some people say that he has eyes older than the rest of him. The eyes make him look a bit intense, though he's the exact opposite. His dark blonde hair is always done in a quiff style, the result of a spell that one of his friends taught him. His clothing is rather consistent. He's always in a pair of black converse, and can generally be found in a flannel, or a hoodie of some sort, with some joggers acting as pants. Most of his clothes are blue, grey, white, or red, with the occasional black. PERSONALITY Finn is a bit of a teacher's pet. When he arrived at Riverwing he was already an oddity due to his parentage, and he figured that he might as well just focus on his studies. By the end of the year he'd become much more popular but he was also a favorite of the teachers. He's got a sarcastic sense of humor but is also very intelligent. He's an avid wizard chess player. If he's not practicing spells in his room he can probably found hanging out with his friends, reading up on anything magical, or tutoring some first years. His biggest pet peeves are morons, a product of the feeling that he doesn't belong because of his blood status even though he is towards the top of his class, as well as being bossed around, and failing. PLACE OF ORIGIN Finn is from a small town in California, called Granite Cove. HISTORY From an early age, everyone had said that Finnegan Clarke was different. Tables would shake when he got angry, lights would suddenly turn on, and he seemed to be able to understand the cat's meows. As he grew older he found that these things continued to happen to him, often at the worst of times. The school bully once found himself with a face full of burger that Finn swears up and down he didn't throw at him. These actions deterred most kids, but Finn found that a few still thought he was cool, and so he was never lonely. Finn's parents, both of who are artists, always just assumed that Finn was plagued with strange coincidences, until they were visited by a Riverwing professor, who told them that Finn was in fact a wizard. Finn was ecstatic about the news, and studied up on the magical world all up until his first day. Unbeknownst to him, his muggle heritage was not something to be proud of, and for the first few weeks he found himself being watched by his fellow classmates constantly as he walked the halls. By the third week however, he'd been victorious in his classes very first dueling tournament. That scored him his way in, and from then on he's been one of the more popular 6th years at Riverwing. EXTRA If you need a co-GM I'd be happy to do it, assuming nobody else wants to do it more.
54,323	1,478	27	114	854	Alyssa Samara Chase Alyssa sighed as she eyed the people who were around her seeing they were still eating. She reached out and grabbed a piece of bacon as she took a bite of it. She eyed the new comer to the table as he joined listening to there conversation. She made the idiotic mystake of joining there conversation after Oliver said, 'the same speech,' by saying, " Yea she could at least think of a new one to say over the summer.They give us homework but they don't do any of theirs." She didn't catch the mistake till after she said something. She wanted to reverse time and pretend that she said nothing but there was no chance she could do that. She took another bite of her bacon trying to look confident in herself though she felt the complete opisite of that. She eyed them looking at there expressions. 'What if one of them took that the wrong way?' She wondered.	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,324	1,478	28	2,418	2,130	Melanie Stryder "Oh please, the day Professor McKelly comes up with a new speech will be the day we all get dragon pox or something." Melanie smirked, rolling her eyes at the thought. The speech had been the same for the six years she'd been at Riverwing and she was pretty darned sure it wasn't going to change any time soon. "Though I suppose she has to let the First Years know the ground rules and stuff...wish they'd make that like a compulsory first class for them instead of boring us to death with it every year, that would be great." Reaching across the table, she grabbed hold of the pitcher of orange juice and poured herself a goblet full, taking a sip. "Well, at least I won't have to suffer through Divination alone then!" she grinned at her friend, elbowing Alyssa playfully in the side.	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,325	1,478	29	460	495	Oliver Rivers Oliver looked over at the girl who had agreed with him on the part about Mckelly's speech and nodded his head in agreement. Sure Mckelly had other school and Wizard council stuff to do over the summer, but one measly speech wan't that much to ask. Then he turned back to his friends. Finn had asked about schedules in his absence. "I finally got out of Divinations, only i had to take potions over again, being stuck with a bunch of lower classmen i almost wish i tried harder last year. But I have double DADA and transfiguration back to back in the mornings so that's cool i guess." He said dulley at first, then picking up at the end before looking to Mason and Eliza for a response. He was kind of excited to show Professor Wright how far he'd come along in his animagus work just over the summer. Of course, it'd be a cool surprise for his classmates too considering he'd not told any of them.	NAME Oliver Garent Rivers NICKNAME Olly or Rivers AGE 18 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Homosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Not in a relationship right now YEAR 8th WAND (Hawthorne, 11 inches) A long dark wand with a threstle hair core. The wand is thin and has a twisting look much like a unicorn horn as it approaches the tip, while the handle is very smooth its end being decorated with a dark jewel. Oliver will tell you that it is his grandfathers best wand. It is adept at alteration spells, one namely being the disillusionment charm. TALENT Oliver excels at spells that modify appearance. He is best at his disillusionment spell, which teachers have commented on being nearly perfect. PATRONUS Bearded Vulture BOGGART In his second year DADA class his boggart took the form of a werewolf standing above the corpses of his family members. Since then it has changed to be a mirror of his own crippling anxiety that no one actually likes him and that he will end up a failure and a disappointment. BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET A crow named Vaness. She can do most things an owl can do, she can't carry as much weight. Most of the time she is hunting and occasionally will bring Oliver things she finds like lost barrettes or rusted screws. APPEARANCE Tall and thin Oliver stands at 6 feet tall. He tends to lean towards the person he is focusing on, usually in conversations, giving the impression of fondness and close friendship regardless of if he's known you for very long. Dark curly hair paired with bright eyes tend to give him an outward look of mischievousness, one that is not necessarily wrong. His clothes tend to consist of dark blues and black and is more reserved and proper though he ops to wear such clothes in a distinctly purposefully disheveled way. It is not uncommon to see his in dark jean or dress pants with an untucked collared shirt and coat. PERSONALITY Oliver is a free spirit who enjoys lighthearted pranks, anything new or unusual, and has a strange fondness for birds. He yearns for attention of any type, and anyone who merely speaks to him he will label as a friend. He speaks his mind and generally seems very happy. With that in mind he does dislike large groups of people, and the loud that accompanies them. He takes being ignored very personally and is quick to assume peoples feelings about him. Oliver falls in and out of love a lot, though it typically doesn't go over well for him since he tends to be overbearing and has very minimal concepts of personal space. PLACE OF ORIGIN Born in the small Wizarding Town of RiverWing Springs, Wisconsin. The birth place of the founder of famous wizarding school RiverWing Herself. HISTORY Oliver was born into one of the more well know wizarding families of the east coast. He is a direct decedent of Gothell RiverWing and closer to the day Thompson Rivers, the best wand maker in New York. He is the oldest now of three, with two younger sisters. His mother was often away, busy with foreign studies. His father worked long hours as a part of the wizarding protection agency. He was part of a special group that kept werewolves vampires and other mostly-humans under check. Unfortunately he was attacked by a werewolf and left with disfiguring scars as well as being a werewolf. After this Oliver's grandmother started having them over at her and her husbands house for a week every month. In New York things were different. Oliver's grandparents were cautious about magic even though they owned a magic shop on a magic street. For these visits Oliver would brood his time by reading or sneak out to explore the magical backstreets of New York. He didn't understand at that point in time why his grandparents got angry at him for sneaking out or why he even needed to go to their house at all and it wouldn't be until his 2nd year at RiverWing that he found out. Back at his home in the springs he happily tested his abilities constantly by jumping off of high things or messing around by the local streams. He never missed his father or mother who always seemed to have something they needed to do. His years so far at RiverWing has been exciting. Aside from the original joyousness of having his great great great so many times great grandmothers portrait all over the place he had a positively swell time learning about the many spells and charms of the modern day. When his younger sister joined in his 5th year he was happy to help her out with studying and navigating the school, and then again in his 7th year when his youngest sister came along. Wih his 8th year he hopes to complete his animagouse training and achieve the top ranks which will allow him into the job of his choice. EXTRA Oliver is studying to become an animagus, and has ambitions in joining the wizarding protection agency (wizard cops) like his father.
54,326	1,478	30	114	854	Alyssa Samara Chase Aly lossened as he nodded at her glad he didn't make a huge deal out if it. She knew there was a few people here who would explode. One of the reasons she managed to get detention a lot of the time. She eyed him as if to say thank you though the message wasn't clear. She didn't bother to look back at him after she made the gesture and quickly got distracted by Melonie. She chuckled a bit at the dragon pox disease." And if thats the case I guess I'm fine with out a new speech." She joked. She nodded. " Agreed! We don't need to hear again and again!" She smirked as she finished off her peice of bacon. She elbowed her back as she joked," The struggle is definitely real." She laughed as she looked down at the plate." Are you done yet?" She asked her in no particular way. The load noise was begining to give her a minor headache. She spent all summer in the quiteness and she comes here to all of the loadness. She wasn't a big fan of it either way.	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,327	1,478	31	114	854	Johnny had been listening to the others talk about the speech that the headmaster had given. To be honest, he would not mind if the professors allowed at least the upperclassmen to skip it, as it would give them more time to settle in. They DID already know rules , so excluding the other years would not be to much to ask, but he supposed the speech was not only for the first years. The second years would need the refresher course due to the fact that a lot of them forget that you are not supposed antagonize Hilda, however that was the furthest thing from his mind. He had hoped he would be taken out of herbology. While it was not his worst subject, it was not his favorite. It was just something about living, moving plants that made his skin crawl. To add to that, even though he managed to do just the bare minimum to pass, he did not know much about which plants did what.He wondered if anyone else had gotten the same class, maybe he could even get someone else to tutor him. He figured it would not hurt to ask "anyone else got herbology"	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,328	1,478	32	2,418	2,130	Melanie Stryder Melanie paused in her conversation with Alyssa as she heard Johnny speak up about the Herbology class, and the sixth year raised her hand. "I do...though you're two years above me, right? So we probably won't be in the same class together. Why?" the blonde tipped her head to one side as she looked at the older boy, her mouth twitching upwards in the beginnings of a smirk. "Not your best subject, huh? If you wanted I guess we could partner up and study together." she offered, trying to be helpful. As Alyssa spoke again she nodded politely to Johnny and excused herself, glad to be out of the hall herself. They could talk about the herbology work later at lunch, right now she just wanted to get away, Kindle was getting restless in her pocket and the last thing she needed was for the corn snake to make an unexpected appearance in the hall full of teachers and students. "Yeah, I'm good. Let's get outta here."	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,329	1,478	33	114	854	((Sorry I've been extremely lazy lately)) Alyssa Samara Chase Aly pushed her plate away from her as she grabbed the silverware that was to the side of the plate and placed it onto the dish full of syrup. She smiled a bit as she was done with her food. She quickly snatched a piece of toast and ripped a small piece off and ate it and continued to do this till the piece of bread was gone. She nodded to Melanie's response as she stood up. She looked at the person who had asked about the class. 'Herbology. ' She hated the class. "Uh yea I have that nightmare during third block!"She joked as she eyed him. She shook her head at mellonie." Where in the world did you get the idea tutor out of that?" She asked baffled. She shook her head at Mellonie and waited for her to finish up her conversation.	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,330	1,478	34	460	495	The End of the feast The chatter in the dining hall slowed to silence until the last few stragglers where finally kicked out at noon so the house elves could clean up for supper. Most students had wandered off after having eaten their fill, the older years toward the lake where they knew the hipocampi like to play during the day, or to the hill side meadow where pixies and fairies collected wildflowers and played innocent pranks on the younger students. No body felt quite in the mood to put away their belongings if they hadn't done so already. Those who wished to try out for quiditch did so, though many left with bumps and bruises as the teacher was not the kind to go easy on inexperienced players. By the end of the day he would have six students from each years, excluding first due to their youth and eighth due to their lack of student body. Oliver Rivers As everyone began wandering off Oliver excused himself. He needed to start practicing switching between animagus and human form, of course an audience never hurt. "Sooo I need to get some practice in before we start getting homework, anyone wanna come see my animagus work, not to brag or anything but i'm pretty good." He said, obviously bragging. A few first and second years had heard him, as well as perhaps a few of his closer friends and so off he went to the court yard to show off. There was a slight breeze though otherwise it was a perfect day he thought as he exited the building. "Alright guys, stand back" He chortled, feigning that the magic he was going to preform was in any way dangerous, a few younger students did however back up. He cracked his knuckles and tilted his neck to one side and then the other. As his fingers spread wider and wider and feathers bloomed from his skin his neck and face elongated, the transformation was shockingly slow at first then all at once in a rush of black and white feathers it completed itself. Oliver stoood there infront of every for then to see, as a bearded vulture. His feathers ruffled and red and gold eyes scanned the crowed. Bobbing his head he took to the sky, wings beating furiously. Up in the air he could see for miles, the scenery was mesmerizing he hardly wanted to return. From his vantage point he spotted his black bird, Vannes, circling the owlery. The bird soon caught sight of her master, easily seeing past his disgiuse. Deserting the tower the bird flew thogether. The only thing pulling him back to earth was the fact that he needed to practice becoming human again. He dropped into a dive, swooping into the crowded courtyard before finally landing. With a shudder the feathers disappeared and Oliver was normal again. His crow alighted on his shoulder, landing with far more grace than he had. "Tada" Oliver exclaimed, arms spread out wide. Overall he'd give himself an 8/10 as a grade, but people who'd never seen an animagus wouldn't know that he'd messed up any.	NAME Oliver Garent Rivers NICKNAME Olly or Rivers AGE 18 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Homosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Not in a relationship right now YEAR 8th WAND (Hawthorne, 11 inches) A long dark wand with a threstle hair core. The wand is thin and has a twisting look much like a unicorn horn as it approaches the tip, while the handle is very smooth its end being decorated with a dark jewel. Oliver will tell you that it is his grandfathers best wand. It is adept at alteration spells, one namely being the disillusionment charm. TALENT Oliver excels at spells that modify appearance. He is best at his disillusionment spell, which teachers have commented on being nearly perfect. PATRONUS Bearded Vulture BOGGART In his second year DADA class his boggart took the form of a werewolf standing above the corpses of his family members. Since then it has changed to be a mirror of his own crippling anxiety that no one actually likes him and that he will end up a failure and a disappointment. BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET A crow named Vaness. She can do most things an owl can do, she can't carry as much weight. Most of the time she is hunting and occasionally will bring Oliver things she finds like lost barrettes or rusted screws. APPEARANCE Tall and thin Oliver stands at 6 feet tall. He tends to lean towards the person he is focusing on, usually in conversations, giving the impression of fondness and close friendship regardless of if he's known you for very long. Dark curly hair paired with bright eyes tend to give him an outward look of mischievousness, one that is not necessarily wrong. His clothes tend to consist of dark blues and black and is more reserved and proper though he ops to wear such clothes in a distinctly purposefully disheveled way. It is not uncommon to see his in dark jean or dress pants with an untucked collared shirt and coat. PERSONALITY Oliver is a free spirit who enjoys lighthearted pranks, anything new or unusual, and has a strange fondness for birds. He yearns for attention of any type, and anyone who merely speaks to him he will label as a friend. He speaks his mind and generally seems very happy. With that in mind he does dislike large groups of people, and the loud that accompanies them. He takes being ignored very personally and is quick to assume peoples feelings about him. Oliver falls in and out of love a lot, though it typically doesn't go over well for him since he tends to be overbearing and has very minimal concepts of personal space. PLACE OF ORIGIN Born in the small Wizarding Town of RiverWing Springs, Wisconsin. The birth place of the founder of famous wizarding school RiverWing Herself. HISTORY Oliver was born into one of the more well know wizarding families of the east coast. He is a direct decedent of Gothell RiverWing and closer to the day Thompson Rivers, the best wand maker in New York. He is the oldest now of three, with two younger sisters. His mother was often away, busy with foreign studies. His father worked long hours as a part of the wizarding protection agency. He was part of a special group that kept werewolves vampires and other mostly-humans under check. Unfortunately he was attacked by a werewolf and left with disfiguring scars as well as being a werewolf. After this Oliver's grandmother started having them over at her and her husbands house for a week every month. In New York things were different. Oliver's grandparents were cautious about magic even though they owned a magic shop on a magic street. For these visits Oliver would brood his time by reading or sneak out to explore the magical backstreets of New York. He didn't understand at that point in time why his grandparents got angry at him for sneaking out or why he even needed to go to their house at all and it wouldn't be until his 2nd year at RiverWing that he found out. Back at his home in the springs he happily tested his abilities constantly by jumping off of high things or messing around by the local streams. He never missed his father or mother who always seemed to have something they needed to do. His years so far at RiverWing has been exciting. Aside from the original joyousness of having his great great great so many times great grandmothers portrait all over the place he had a positively swell time learning about the many spells and charms of the modern day. When his younger sister joined in his 5th year he was happy to help her out with studying and navigating the school, and then again in his 7th year when his youngest sister came along. Wih his 8th year he hopes to complete his animagouse training and achieve the top ranks which will allow him into the job of his choice. EXTRA Oliver is studying to become an animagus, and has ambitions in joining the wizarding protection agency (wizard cops) like his father.
54,331	1,478	35	2,418	2,130	Melanie Stryder "Nice!" Melanie called out to Oliver from where she stood in the crowd. She had been heading down to the lake with Alyssa, but on hearing that the older student would be practising his animagus skills, she had simply insisted that they stay. She'd always found the magic interesting, and part of her wished that she could have tried it, but then again she was so terrible at Transfiguration it would never happen. "Think you could teach me?" she was half joking of course, but the question sort of came out before she could help herself and she immediately wished she had kept her mouth shut.	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,332	1,478	36	114	854	Alyssa Samara Chase After leaving the cafeteria, Alyssa went to her dorm and finished up packing, which was basicly her stuffing her cloths in the draws and placing some of her stuff onto the desk. She didn't have much. The only things she brought was an old picture of her family that she placed on the table, a phone that she kept hidden. There fore it didn't take her that long. After this she headed downstairs where she saw Melanie. She didn't know what to do exactly and was just wandering around. Melonie instisted on going outside to the pond. At first she didn't like the idea but soon gave in. She would of tried out for quiditch but she knew the chances she got on were unlikely. She got over to the park and saw the boy practicing. She raised an eyebrow surprised. 'Wow.' She thought. Though she thought this, her response was the complete opisite. "Show off." She mumbled. She eyed Melonie surprised as melonie asked for help on homework. "You can't be serious!" She told her. She half laughed as she whispered in Melonie's ear, "some one has a crush."	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,333	1,478	37	2,418	2,130	Melanie Stryder "I do not!" Melanie protested indignantly, shoving Alyssa lightly with her shoulder. "I just think it's cool that he can change into an animal like that. Especially one that can fly! You can't tell me you don't wonder what it would be like." she ducked her head in embarrassment. " "Besides, I wouldn't be able to do it without help anyways. I stink at Transfiguration and you know it!" She'd tried to get the hang of it often enough but it just wasn't her thing, no matter what she did or how hard she concentrated, the objects never changed over properly like they were supposed to. Melanie had made a resolution to herself to seriously consider looking for a tutor or a studying buddy who might be able to help her get the hang of at least the basics properly this year.	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,334	1,478	38	460	495	Oliver Rivers As Oliver peered around he noted all the impressed faces. He had always enjoyed making people happy, not that it was his only reason for becoming an animagus, he had much bigger plans. A girl asked if he could teacher her, Melanie was her name. He really had no clue how to teach, he a\was hardly a master any way. "Uhh, well sorry I'm not that great, haha but uhm I can help you with transfiguration! he said, trying to be humble. Another girl came along, Alyssa, adding more humor to the conversation. Oliver personally doubted that anyone could actually have a crush on him. Okay maybe he could understand having a crush on him, he was pretty awesome. Whatever. "I mean if you really wanna' know what flyings like I could turn you into birds." He said. To him the words had sounded much better in his head.	NAME Oliver Garent Rivers NICKNAME Olly or Rivers AGE 18 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Homosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Not in a relationship right now YEAR 8th WAND (Hawthorne, 11 inches) A long dark wand with a threstle hair core. The wand is thin and has a twisting look much like a unicorn horn as it approaches the tip, while the handle is very smooth its end being decorated with a dark jewel. Oliver will tell you that it is his grandfathers best wand. It is adept at alteration spells, one namely being the disillusionment charm. TALENT Oliver excels at spells that modify appearance. He is best at his disillusionment spell, which teachers have commented on being nearly perfect. PATRONUS Bearded Vulture BOGGART In his second year DADA class his boggart took the form of a werewolf standing above the corpses of his family members. Since then it has changed to be a mirror of his own crippling anxiety that no one actually likes him and that he will end up a failure and a disappointment. BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET A crow named Vaness. She can do most things an owl can do, she can't carry as much weight. Most of the time she is hunting and occasionally will bring Oliver things she finds like lost barrettes or rusted screws. APPEARANCE Tall and thin Oliver stands at 6 feet tall. He tends to lean towards the person he is focusing on, usually in conversations, giving the impression of fondness and close friendship regardless of if he's known you for very long. Dark curly hair paired with bright eyes tend to give him an outward look of mischievousness, one that is not necessarily wrong. His clothes tend to consist of dark blues and black and is more reserved and proper though he ops to wear such clothes in a distinctly purposefully disheveled way. It is not uncommon to see his in dark jean or dress pants with an untucked collared shirt and coat. PERSONALITY Oliver is a free spirit who enjoys lighthearted pranks, anything new or unusual, and has a strange fondness for birds. He yearns for attention of any type, and anyone who merely speaks to him he will label as a friend. He speaks his mind and generally seems very happy. With that in mind he does dislike large groups of people, and the loud that accompanies them. He takes being ignored very personally and is quick to assume peoples feelings about him. Oliver falls in and out of love a lot, though it typically doesn't go over well for him since he tends to be overbearing and has very minimal concepts of personal space. PLACE OF ORIGIN Born in the small Wizarding Town of RiverWing Springs, Wisconsin. The birth place of the founder of famous wizarding school RiverWing Herself. HISTORY Oliver was born into one of the more well know wizarding families of the east coast. He is a direct decedent of Gothell RiverWing and closer to the day Thompson Rivers, the best wand maker in New York. He is the oldest now of three, with two younger sisters. His mother was often away, busy with foreign studies. His father worked long hours as a part of the wizarding protection agency. He was part of a special group that kept werewolves vampires and other mostly-humans under check. Unfortunately he was attacked by a werewolf and left with disfiguring scars as well as being a werewolf. After this Oliver's grandmother started having them over at her and her husbands house for a week every month. In New York things were different. Oliver's grandparents were cautious about magic even though they owned a magic shop on a magic street. For these visits Oliver would brood his time by reading or sneak out to explore the magical backstreets of New York. He didn't understand at that point in time why his grandparents got angry at him for sneaking out or why he even needed to go to their house at all and it wouldn't be until his 2nd year at RiverWing that he found out. Back at his home in the springs he happily tested his abilities constantly by jumping off of high things or messing around by the local streams. He never missed his father or mother who always seemed to have something they needed to do. His years so far at RiverWing has been exciting. Aside from the original joyousness of having his great great great so many times great grandmothers portrait all over the place he had a positively swell time learning about the many spells and charms of the modern day. When his younger sister joined in his 5th year he was happy to help her out with studying and navigating the school, and then again in his 7th year when his youngest sister came along. Wih his 8th year he hopes to complete his animagouse training and achieve the top ranks which will allow him into the job of his choice. EXTRA Oliver is studying to become an animagus, and has ambitions in joining the wizarding protection agency (wizard cops) like his father.
54,335	1,478	39	114	854	Alyssa Samara Chase Aly laughed at Melanie's response. She shook her head slightly. 'No one does. And even if I did why turn into a ratty bird when I could just use magic or a broom stick?" She asked as she took her wand out of her boot. It was the only place she managed to keep it without losing it. She tended to lose every thing. It didn't help she was not in anyway organised. She sighed as she whispered, "You so do. Your blushing and you know it! Go ask him out and not to help you out with some stupid homework!" She eyed him again and sighed. She raised an eyebrow as he said something about turning them into birds. "Let's not do that!" She called out. She held her wand out as she eyed it. The flying spell. She fought to herself as she tried to think though nothing came to mind. 'Why couldn't ever figure it out?' She wondered. She sighed as she turned to melonie. "What's that flying spell again? Draco flato lifo ofda ? Something like that?"	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,336	1,478	40	2,418	2,130	Melanie Stryder "I don't know, wasn't it Wingardium something?" frowned Melanie as she tried to remember the incantation herself. She turned towards Oliver as the older boy offered to turn them into birds and quickly shook her head in protest. "Oh no no, no thank you." she mumbled. "As much as I would like to fly, I'm not very good at it, I can't even steer a broom." It was only partially true of course, Melanie had never been talented at flying, however her chief concern wasn't so much the flying itself, but the snake that was curled up in the pocket of her robes. And she couldn't imagine the trouble she would get in if someone found out, and even worse, told one of the Professors, that the reptile wasn't kept in an enclosure in the dormitory the whole time, as pets were supposed to be.	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,337	1,478	41	460	495	Oliver Rivers "Wingardium is for levitating, flying is 'Fugio lavate' at least for brooms, i think people use a different charm." Oliver said. He rarely used a flying charm at all any more, and it had been a year or two since he had learned how to do it. He could turn people into birds or other flying things, as a prank, and that worked fine for his flying needs. By now only a few of the younger students were still hanging around, their hopes high for seeing another performance. Oliver wasn't really up to practicing anymore though, not with other things to do, friends to hang out with. "Hey so where are you two headed, mind if I tag along?" he questioned, hoping not to be left behind when the two girls went off on their way.	NAME Oliver Garent Rivers NICKNAME Olly or Rivers AGE 18 GENDER Male SEXUALITY Homosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS Not in a relationship right now YEAR 8th WAND (Hawthorne, 11 inches) A long dark wand with a threstle hair core. The wand is thin and has a twisting look much like a unicorn horn as it approaches the tip, while the handle is very smooth its end being decorated with a dark jewel. Oliver will tell you that it is his grandfathers best wand. It is adept at alteration spells, one namely being the disillusionment charm. TALENT Oliver excels at spells that modify appearance. He is best at his disillusionment spell, which teachers have commented on being nearly perfect. PATRONUS Bearded Vulture BOGGART In his second year DADA class his boggart took the form of a werewolf standing above the corpses of his family members. Since then it has changed to be a mirror of his own crippling anxiety that no one actually likes him and that he will end up a failure and a disappointment. BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET A crow named Vaness. She can do most things an owl can do, she can't carry as much weight. Most of the time she is hunting and occasionally will bring Oliver things she finds like lost barrettes or rusted screws. APPEARANCE Tall and thin Oliver stands at 6 feet tall. He tends to lean towards the person he is focusing on, usually in conversations, giving the impression of fondness and close friendship regardless of if he's known you for very long. Dark curly hair paired with bright eyes tend to give him an outward look of mischievousness, one that is not necessarily wrong. His clothes tend to consist of dark blues and black and is more reserved and proper though he ops to wear such clothes in a distinctly purposefully disheveled way. It is not uncommon to see his in dark jean or dress pants with an untucked collared shirt and coat. PERSONALITY Oliver is a free spirit who enjoys lighthearted pranks, anything new or unusual, and has a strange fondness for birds. He yearns for attention of any type, and anyone who merely speaks to him he will label as a friend. He speaks his mind and generally seems very happy. With that in mind he does dislike large groups of people, and the loud that accompanies them. He takes being ignored very personally and is quick to assume peoples feelings about him. Oliver falls in and out of love a lot, though it typically doesn't go over well for him since he tends to be overbearing and has very minimal concepts of personal space. PLACE OF ORIGIN Born in the small Wizarding Town of RiverWing Springs, Wisconsin. The birth place of the founder of famous wizarding school RiverWing Herself. HISTORY Oliver was born into one of the more well know wizarding families of the east coast. He is a direct decedent of Gothell RiverWing and closer to the day Thompson Rivers, the best wand maker in New York. He is the oldest now of three, with two younger sisters. His mother was often away, busy with foreign studies. His father worked long hours as a part of the wizarding protection agency. He was part of a special group that kept werewolves vampires and other mostly-humans under check. Unfortunately he was attacked by a werewolf and left with disfiguring scars as well as being a werewolf. After this Oliver's grandmother started having them over at her and her husbands house for a week every month. In New York things were different. Oliver's grandparents were cautious about magic even though they owned a magic shop on a magic street. For these visits Oliver would brood his time by reading or sneak out to explore the magical backstreets of New York. He didn't understand at that point in time why his grandparents got angry at him for sneaking out or why he even needed to go to their house at all and it wouldn't be until his 2nd year at RiverWing that he found out. Back at his home in the springs he happily tested his abilities constantly by jumping off of high things or messing around by the local streams. He never missed his father or mother who always seemed to have something they needed to do. His years so far at RiverWing has been exciting. Aside from the original joyousness of having his great great great so many times great grandmothers portrait all over the place he had a positively swell time learning about the many spells and charms of the modern day. When his younger sister joined in his 5th year he was happy to help her out with studying and navigating the school, and then again in his 7th year when his youngest sister came along. Wih his 8th year he hopes to complete his animagouse training and achieve the top ranks which will allow him into the job of his choice. EXTRA Oliver is studying to become an animagus, and has ambitions in joining the wizarding protection agency (wizard cops) like his father.
54,338	1,478	42	2,418	2,130	Melanie Stryder Mel shrugged a little as Oliver asked them where they were heading, glancing sideways at Alyssa. "Uhh, nowhere really. Probably just down to the lake, see if the hippocami are around maybe. Or I guess we could go watch Quidditch tryouts, you said you wanted to go down there this year right Alyssa?" she'd never been a huge fan of Quidditch, at least she'd never felt the urge to play it herself but she didn't mind watching, and Alyssa seemed awfully keen on it. She wondered if her friend might try out for the team this year.	NAME Jonathan Leon Conrad NICKNAME Lee, Johnny AGE 18 GENDER male SEXUALITY Heterosexual RELATIONSHIP STATUS single YEAR 8th WAND (12.5' yew) A very dark colored wand with a dragon heartstring core, Johnny's wand has a grip at the base with etched in carvings. The rest of the wand is pretty basic with a black finish TALENT Johnny excels in hexes and curses. His teachers have both praised him about this and warned him about the dangers of it PATRONUS BOGGART His fear is and always has manifested itself as the ocean BLOOD STATUS Pureblood PET Johnny has a pet husky, who unlike him is very friendly towards strangers, but don't let its kindness fool you, as it is just as likely to treat you like a chew toy as it is to lick you. It is usually seen walking with him in the mornings before class APPEARANCE Johnny's eyes are a very dark brown, so staring into them is almost like staring at a black cup of coffee. This description is almost fitting for his personality, as he tends to have a very bland look on his face. While his natural hair color is brown, he shows a bit of a rebellious side by bleaching his hair and mixing it with his natural color. His hairstyle is a bit on the shaggy side and he keeps it at neck length. His choice of clothing is very plain in nature, as he can normally be seen wearing a black long sleeved shirt with designs on the sleeves and wears a pair of blue jeans. As far as jewelry is concerned, he wears two necklaces and a ring. PERSONALITY Johnny is a very solitary person and prefers to stay to himself, so when it comes to friends, he keeps his inner circle very exclusive. The best word to use in order to describe him is a loner, as he is one by nature. Upon first meeting him, if you are someone he is not comfortable with, he can come off as very cold and standoffish. Until he gets used to a person, he will not talk much around new people unless he has something important to say. If a person does become part of his inner circle, they can expect to be treated like it, as he takes care of his friends, even if he does not always show it. Unfortunately he has those days where he just needs time to himself, so no one should take it personally if does not seem responsive. Johnny likes being alone, reading (especially comic books), and studying. He hates meeting new people, not getting some time to himself, and ignorance. PLACE OF ORIGIN Sidney, Australia but moved to Winter park, Florida HISTORY Johnny is the youngest son of two very well known aurors and members of ravenclaw at Hogwarts, at least around the ministry of magic, as well as the third child of two sisters. Because he comes from a family of Aurors, he learned many things such as stealth, secrecy, concealment, and Disguise. Both of his parents were purebloods who went deep undercover in Australia to track a few dark wizards hiding out. They eventually stayed there after the job was done and settled down to raise a family. Johnny and his two sisters stayed there until he was six when his parents decided to move back to the U.S. in order for for their kids to attend Riverwing. His two sisters graduated with honors from Riverwing and joined the ministry of magic. One became a part of the Department of regulation and control of magical creatures, while the other went on to become an auror in the ministry of magic. He got his acceptance letter to Riverwood at the ripe old age of eleven and took to studying hexes and jinxes in the defense against the dark arts classes. He is not the best at transfigurations, herbology, or potions. EXTRA He had an australian accent when he was younger, which he has taken classes to get rid of, however from time to time you can still hear it if you listen closely
54,339	1,478	43	114	854	Alyssa Chase Alyssa shrugged to Olivers response she debated on whether or not she would try it. It could be dangerous if there both wrong but she was ready to take that risk. "Fugia lavage?" She asked pronouncing the first word wrong. "Right?" She asked making sure she didn't move her wand to the spell. Aly raised an eyebrow at Melanie. "How don't you know how to steer a broom?" She asked. "Its the easiest thing ever!" She placed the wand down slightly pushing a piece of r hair back as she saw that most of the crowd who were watching were beginning to leave. She saw a guy showing off on a broomstick but fell down causing her to snicker slightly. She watched the scene as the two of them talked for a few seconds only half listening to there conversation. There was only one thing she knew for certain. They were meant for each other. She watched the scene till she heard her name. She jumped a bit as she turned back to them."hmm... What, yea quidditch." She spurted out.	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,340	1,478	44	114	854	Mar 2016 0:53 2 yrs ago	NAME: Alyssa Samara Chase NICKNAME: Aly, Alz, Sam( When going by middle name)) AGE: 16 GENDER: Female SEXUALITY: Straight RELATIONSHIP STATUS: She is currently single. YEAR: 5th year. ( If they start at 11 like hogwarts does. ) It is about nine and a quarter inches. It is made of wood and has carvings of snakes. She never knew where the carvings came from but they looked so cool to her. It's about 1.5 inches thick. This wand was said to be an ancient, from the early wizards made with a dragon's tail and a serpent's scale. (I don’t know but it rhymes)) and it was fought during the salem witch trials. She’s had this wand since her first year. TALENT: Magical resistance and legilimency PATRONUS: ????? BOGGART: Aly isn’t scared of many things but is afraid of some things. She is afraid of spiders due to one morning when she was in bed. She got bit by one and had to go to the hospital and almost died that since she was allergic. Ever since then she’s been scared of spiders worried they would bite her again though that chance was very unlikely. Also, she is scared and afraid of losing or having the ones she trusted turn on her. She doesn’t act like it's true and tries her best to hide it. She has had this fear ever since her mom died/ friends. BLOOD STATUS: She is a muggle blood. Her mom was part of the ( Eh whatever you call the place where the ministry of magic is or if there is some thing similar… Police?) police when she was shot down by one of the people. Aly was 7 when this happened. Her dad, who she lives with during the summer, is also a wizard. He owns a car shop in New York. PET: Aly currently doesn’t have a pet of any kind yet though she does want a puppy. APPEARANCE: She is about five feet tall and she doesn’t have any piercings. she has a couple scars but nothing very big. She has blue eyes and she has blondish-brownish hair. She is sort of small and skinnyer than she should be. She wears simple cloths most times and rarely ever would wear something fancy. She has sort of pale skin. PERSONALITY: A troublemaker from the first time you meet her to the last. She is very curious and if she is interested in doing something, or interested in some sort of information she will be determined to find out something on it. On the contrary if she’s not interested in it she ends up being lazy, and perhaps she’ll do something like try and get someone else to do it. She tends to do this with all her work and homework and all her classes other than her favorite one, defence against the dark arts. She loves to do new and exciting events and can be quite sneaky. Other than her curiosity, her mouth can get her in trouble at times. If someone makes fun of her she will defend herself and make fun of them back. That is one thing she is almost never scared of no mater what. Along with this she says what shes thinks about something. She doesn’t tend to talk about people behind their backs, but tells them it too there face. She can be a good leader at times also at times, but she isn’t that good at motivating people at doing things. She can be very negative at times and she is really stubborn for what she believes in and refuses to change her opinions about something once she had made it. Even though a lot of this, Alloy can be a person to make a lot of jokes and have lots of fun and is a major tomboy. She refuses to wear any makeup and she also refuses to wear dresses since they're super comfortable. ((Do they have to wear uniforms in this school?)) She tends not to pay attention to a lot of things and tends to just zone out of boredom. Also she is almost always moving some part of her body and at times can be distracted sort of easily. She can also be stupid and naive at times. PLACE OF ORIGIN: She was born in Manhattan, New York, at 5:30 am on December 21st. HISTORY: Aly always had grown up in manhattan. She originally lived at 73 Kentucky road and has lived there all her life. It was a small duplex building on the corner of the street. It was a one story house. It had three rooms. She also has/ had one older brother. His name was Cameron and he was five years older than Aly. He decided his career based off of his mother’s in honor of her. Their mother, Carson Chase, died from an attack when aly was nine. Carson was 34 when she died. She was working for the police department. The muggles think that it was a bassare random shooting but it was a bigger cause that she died for. She died for the wizarding community fighting off someone. It isn’t exactly sure who it was who killed her and there was no information given out on this in an attempt to keep it from being viral news. Her brother found this out quite recently and told her defying the rules of the law. When her mom died Aly was left devastated and was determined to get her back no matter what the methods were. Despite what she tried her mom never came back alive. She learned for herself that it's impossible to regain someone who died. Learning this she began to push people away not wanting to ever have that feeling again. Along with this she began to ignore her dad, Wilson Chase, and went out whenever she wanted to. She would go out to the park with a couple of her friends who were older than her. These ‘friends’ invited her into her group at first. They made her feel special and seemed to be super fun but the truth was far from that. She thought that they were awesome and she just wanted to be like them at the time. This lasted a while. During this her dad was freaking out about her. He didn’t like this much at all. He would try to do everything he could to end this. Aly found all of this out two years later, right before she had gotten her school invitation letter. Her friends were nice too her for a while and showed her a lot of cool things. They slowly taught her how to do a lot of things, most illegal. They slowly did it though to make it less obvious that it was stuff she wasn’t supposed to be doing. They were completely using her and would have her give envelopes and stuff to certain people. Aly didn’t exactly realise this stuff at all. There wasn’t anything to worry about in her mind. ‘Just don’t look at it. ‘ Was one of the only rules. She ,like a lot of other rules, broke this before but nothing happened and no one realised. There was nothing interesting to her in it though. Just a couple of plastic bags with powder inside. She didn’t seem any harm in continuing this so she did. Her dad began to give up on changing this thinking there was no way possible. He knew about the school and he hoped he would be contacted about it soon. Very very soon. She was about the age and he hoped they still would accept her. He thought that if he sent her to that school she would change this. Aly stayed with the group till one night, on friday the 1st of august. It was friday and it was the annual hang out day. They went to an old cemetery that night. It gave Aly the creeps that they went there. It was so spooky and weird. They went to one of the graves. While they were there they were all making a bunch of jokes. Nothing harmful at first, then one of them pulled out a bottle of vodka. They all laughed and began to drink it heavily. Aly seemed to be just there. It was the first time they had actually gotten drunk in front of her. She understood somewhat what they were doing because of school. There was a lesson on this in health/gym class in third grade. They didn’t go that much in depth about it though. She didn’t want any part in it though, and it seemed as if she got the exact opposite of her wish. One of them offered her a sip. She shook her head no and refused. They got mad at her and kept telling her she needed to drink it all up. She refused. One of the teens kicked her and the others joined in. They got a few kicks as Aly laid on the ground motionless screaming out and tears coming out of her eyes. After a few kicks a boy yelled out, “hey leave her alone she’s just a kid.” The teens. The teens looked at him and laughed and the man punched one of them in the face. The rest of them ran away. Aly looked up at the man. She didn't know who it was at first, but she figured out that it was her brother Cameron. She felt so sorry for everything she did. She got up even though it still hurt a lot and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and brought her home. Her and her dad made up after a long conversation… Blah blah blah etc. A while after this Aly had gotten the letter. After a lot of convincing her dad let her go to the school. ((Sorry I was getting lazy at the end.))
54,341	1,479	0	666	234	Arina took a slow breath as her arm drew back the string with the arrow to reach a ready position. Once she was done she waited a few seconds before opening her fingers ever so slightly and let the arrow fly. The arrow flew across the desolate ground and struck the undead horror in the head, killing it. It burst into small bright sparkles before dissipating. His comrades were swiftly taken care of as well. She just needed to strike first. It was a wondrous day really. This day had been set aside for quite some time. About two or three guilds sent some of their best troops who were in the same level range as each other to take on this dungeon instance together. Arina belonged to one of those guilds, so naturally she was going to take pride in her Guild over the others. But she wanted to expand her friends list and meet new players. Players of other races and all that jazz. Arina had been quiet through almost the entire dungeon. That's not the thing to be thinking about though. This instance was among the first of many many more to come. This one was a journey down into a crypt that was said to only have two bosses and be relatively quick to do. Their group was in the right range for numbers and they had been going through rather quickly, seeing as how most of them were new to this dungeon. Arina was, and she was having the time of her life. They had already taken out one of the bosses and now they were making the final push to the final boss room. Arina had no idea what kind of loot would be rewarded to her for finishing this dungeon. She could barely contain her excitement. Or well..she could. She had been doing that for quite some time. The group pushed on, with the clacking of weapons against armor and armor against the stone floor ringing all throughout the halls. The most experienced players were at the front of the group, leading the others. After a few more minutes of walking the group came upon a very large door and they stopped. The three most experienced players in front signaled a halt and turned around to face the group. "Well, here we are. The Final Boss door." A few cheers were heard but since most of the players here were inexperienced to this dungeon they stood quietly and listened to the man speak. Arina was among that crowd. "This boss is relatively easy, with only a few varying attack patterns. He won't be anywhere near as easy as the first boss though, so prepare yourselves." Arina nodded in agreement with him and then put her bow on her back as she had been holding it this entire time. Now one of the other players in front raised a hand to signal the attention of the mass. He was a spriggon. "The best way to combat this boss is to split up into groups of about five or six and switch off and attack in patterns. Mages try to vary yourselves around a bit as you will most likely be stationary." Next the other player in front, a female Undine, raised her hand. "Healers party up with each other to stick together and focus your healing abilities. Your skills will be boosted in groups." Then after a few seconds of silence the man in the middle raised his hand again and a smile was on his face. "Does everyone know what to do?" There was silence. "Like I said earlier," He started again, "This boss is fairly simple. We should have no problems with this one. Now, party up with your respective players and once everyone is ready we will take this boss down!" This time a loud cheer came out of the mass, what followed was quick movements all around and chattering that grew in volume. Arina had no one approach her and she stood in silence. She didn't know who to party up with! She didn't see any other archers, though there had to be some! She was a pure DPS character, she would need some balance in a group. Preferebly with a tank or two. They already had healers...the partying was just for attack groups. But still, she didn't know what to do. So she decided to walk around and see if anything would happen. Her long hair moving with her body as she walked. "Come on Arina, find a group." She muttered to herself as she continued to walk.	Name: Rhett James In game Name: Arina Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Cait Sith SO WHEN I WAS MAKING MY APP MY COMPUTER WAS ALL, "NOPE. LOSE ALL YOUR PROGRESS. I LOST MY PICTURE SO NOW I'M ANGRY BECAUSE IT WAS HARD TO FIND. SO I QUIT AND RESORTED TO USING A PICTURE FROM MY PROFILE PICTURE BUT WHO CARES. CAUSE YOLO. Also..kind of copied Lennon here..don't hurt me! I just saw too much sausage coming up so.. reasons. Except in game his avatar won't actually have the same armor set up..obviously. Ariva's armor is a solid white all around and allows for quick movement. Also that picture doesn't have cat ears or a tail, but I'm sure we can just...imagine them there. Weapon of Choice: Bow and Arrow Personality: Rhett has been playing MMOs for as long as he can remember. Or..well when they actually became popular and available to him. When he found out about ALFheim online he was all over it. He created his female avatar because he is not one to care about what others think if they found he he was really a guy. All it is about is having fun in the game. It's not like he is going to meet the girl of his dreams playing a VRMMO right? So no reason to worry. That being said, he is one to really delve into character as soon as he logs in. He will only go by his name and really try his best to play the part. He made his character as a DPS and he takes pride in knowing the massive amounts of damage he can cause to bosses and enemies. He always prefers to fight with others and will always try to party up. He loves parties and having fun but he can get serious when it comes to dungeon raids and bosses. When in combat he prefers to keep quiet. But out of combat he is rather talkative. Magic: Cait Sith class skill: Beast Tame, Accuracy Buff Spell, Healing Buff Spell Skills: Acrobatics Woodcrafting Leather Equpiment Metal Refining Mediation
54,342	1,479	1	993	1,646	With a quick slash of her sword, the undead enemy in front of her was no more. Shishirou had joined an expedition with some other guys, since it sounded like fun, though she had to join alone. She put her katana again in its sheath for the dramatic effect. If a kanji were to appear in the enemy she just slashed, it'd be the perfect badass scene, however it only disappeared into digital bits, and Shishirou sighed, before walking after the others in front of her. This was it. When Shiho, no, Shishirou, felt better, inside this game of ALO that let all of her worries slip away and makes her complex go away. She looked like a child, yes, but she was one damn happy child. She carried her katana around in her hand, and her violin in her back. It seemed odd, to see a little girl walking around wrapped in armor with a katana in her hand and with a violin strapped to her back. In fact, she changed one to the other constantly in battle, to apply buffs and whatnot with the music of her violin, and then approach and attack with her katana. Shishirou usually gathered with a group of friends in ALO, but today, they had decided to stay in that dreadful world they dare call the real life. "Blegh." She grunted. "Who needs a boyfriend anyway, when you can slay mobs." She said, in a mocking tone while she walked. Still, now that she was all left all alone without her usual group of misfits, she didn't have anyone to team up with. She was taken last time by a group who thought of her as a pet, but well, what could she say? Shishirou was a real veteran at these kinds of games, she even made more EXP than the other, and this time, they had left her out because of that. It mostly had something to do with the fact that they were colossal n00bs, but she didn't like to mock them. "Gah, they irritate me! Stupids! Who do they think they are! Grrrr!" Like a little beast, she started retorting around with irritation, until she finally gave up and sighed. "Fine, I'll just find someone else to team up with! Now, who'd be someone cool to partner up with? I don't really care 'bout balance, as long as they look cool. Uh, an Spriggan or a Cait Sith would be purrfect." She hoped to attract some interested guys with her pun, and she looked around for a reaction. Though, the only reaction she received was that of looks full of pity or that were yelling 'Who let a child into the group?' "Fine then. I hope the monster eats you aaaall up!" She said, with puffed cheeks before continuing with her search. It was going to be fruitless, so she decided to do something a bit more extreme. She found some guy, about the same height as her real self, and started climbing unto him without any warning whatsoever. "Just stay still for a moment, I'll be done right away." She said, while the guy grunted and complained. After finally arriving to his shoulders, she stood up on them. "Heeeey! Is anyone out there still looking for someone to party up with!? I'm pretty much free right now, so we can team up! Heeey! Hey!" She shouted, in an attempt to catch the attention of anyone who was still out there and without someone to party with, smiling all the while.	Name: Shishido Shiho In game name: Shishirou Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Pooka Weapon of Choice: Shiho prefers to compensate her now small stature by using a katana that is about the same size as her whole body. Magic Spells: Strength Buff Magic, Defense Buff Magic, Hit Point Buff Magic, Speed Buff Magic, well, you catch the drift, no? Also, the contraries of these ones that are debuffs. Personality: Shiho, in real life, is a big otaku with little to no friends. This is mainly because she acts indifferent to others more out of shyness than actually being cold. You see, Shiho has a height complex, given that she is taller than most of the girls she knows, and also some of the boys she has gotten to know. Though not extremely, mortally shy to the point of not being able to talk, it still is hard to get her talking at first, and most of the time she will just answer with simple hand or head motions, and mentioning her height will also take that out and she'll remain silent for the rest of the time you are around her. However, once she is used to you after some minutes, an hour tops, she'll start talking nonstop, making jokes and things of the like whenever she can. In ALO, given that her complex is eliminated because of her tiny avatar, she is, oh, so very talkative and hyper that it is hard to imagine her being quiet. She also likes to change her tone of voice and quote anime or video game characters from time to time, just for the fun of it, and she will also mark you as her best friend if you ever get at least one of her references. Skills: Katana Metal Equipment Battle Healing Parry Cooking Sprint Straining Tool Appraisal Musical Instrument - Violin
54,343	1,479	2	1,417	1,336	Alex was kind of bored. The dungeon had brought a little fun, but kill one mob of undead in a room, killed them all in every room. It was very much a pattern finding game, and there was only so much they could spice it up with. The first boss had brought some flavour, but whatever flavour it brought still faded. Well, it’s not like Alex had anything better to do. As the (rather large) party arrived at the final boss door, their leaders addressed them. “Well, here we are. The Final Boss door.” One of them said. “Yay.” Alex said cheerlessly. Alex didn’t really listen as they talked. He was kind of getting bored of the taming game. He seriously doubted he would find a dragon in Alfheim, and he was pretty sure that if he did find one, it’d be a boss, but that didn’t stop him from hoping. It was too bad, but his current familiars weren’t that amazing. The thing was, it was really hard to get something like a unicorn, because they were too high level. The thing was, his 3 familiars would probably kick the ass of a same levelled dire bear, but they didn’t look like that. A cat, a large turtle and a slightly-larger-than-normal crow. Yes, they would kick a bear’s ass any day of the week, assuming it was the same level, but it didn’t change the fact that a bear was a lot more impressive than a cat, unless the cat was a lion or something. Alex wasn’t really listening to the leader’s speech. Something about the boss’s attack patterns or something. Alex was more concerned about his own problems. He decided that after the boss fight, he’d try to tame a really good bear. Sure, it might be better to get a lion or a tiger, but he already had Steven for the cat department, and Steven would get jealous. And besides, bears were cool in their own right. Maybe he’d get a polar bear for the coolness. Alex drifted out of his trance and found that they were splitting off to make groups, for some reason. Alex looked around to find that he didn’t have anyone to go with. Yes, he was in a guild, but he was more of a ghost member, and the only reason the leader wanted him on this party was probably because he was tired of Alex’s antics. Just as he was wondering what to do, Alex heard a voice cry out. "Heeeey! Is anyone out there still looking for someone to party up with!? I'm pretty much free right now, so we can team up! Heeey! Hey!" The voice yelled. Alex turned around and almost fell over in surprise. A blond haired girl was riding the shoulders of a seemingly unwilling person, trying to get some group mates. This was certainly new. Alex reluctantly raised his hand, trying to get her attention. “Yeah, over here. I don’t have a group either.” He said.	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,344	1,479	3	926	775	Another day on ALO and another dungeon Kite thought as his group ventured through this dungeon. He had no idea why he was brought along. In all honesty Kite was not a trusting player so to avoid being PVPed in the field by his comrades he tends to not have comrades. That was probably his mind set when he chose to be a black winged Spriggan. Yeah, it does make him seem shy but he didn't really care. The only point to logging onto ALO was to hack and slash through ghouls and goblins. He only joined a guild because he was forced to. He was ganged up by a bunch of other Spriggans and pressured to play with their emblem on his armor. That was all his guild could make him do since he gave absolute protestation to teaming up with other Spriggans and hunting down monsters in his time killer. Besides who would want to wait until some other people actually take the time to log in so he could kill some. That thought brings him to today's issue: He was dragged along to this mass dungeon raid. Kite was one of the more skilled members of his guild so he was pulled in some multi-guild attack on this dungeon. Since he boycotted parties he tends to avoid the conflict unless he one-hitted a few weakened enemies. In fact he has avoided taking any damage this entire raid. Now that they were at the final boss room everyone here felt like they had to make a speech. They were saying something like everyone should join a party of five to six members. Kite didn't especially want to join up with anyone but I guess it couldn't hurt just for this room. Kite was confident in his abilities but he was nowhere near the strongest in this room. "If they need people to help them hack and slash then I guess I could use some too." He said as he continued to walk around the scattering and joining masses. Then he seemed to have walked into a person with a little blonde on their shoulders. "Sorry about that." He instinctively stated after bumping into a person.	Name: Takashi Klouda In game name: Kite Age: 15 Gender: Male Appearance: Race: Spriggan Curved Blade Sword Magic Spells: Transformation Magic Illusion Replica Magic Personality: Takashi is a flexible person. He tends to be outgoing up front but he keeps a cautious eye on most people. He is hesitant to put complete trust in anyone because he was always taught to only trust family. This carries over to ALO because he tends to not trust other races as much as his own. In battle he tends to take an analytically perspective of his foe over actual fighting. He tends to be the fighter who blocks first to judge his opponents sword speed and cut them down afterwards. As far as battle preferences go he would rather fight without magic but isn't against using it to survive. Skills: Hiding Picking Sprint Searching Straining Battle Skills: One-Handed Curve Blade Leather Equipment Battle Healing Parry
54,345	1,479	4	1,352	2,464	Near the front of the raid stood two figures trading blows that hardly seemed to shake one another. The Undead Warrior would lunge at its enemy, only to see its strike deflected by a massive shield and suffer a counter attack that barely scraped its health bar. The tit for tat struggle would have lasted hours had a stray arrow not struck the monster from the side. Seeing her prey dissolve into glittering lights, the player gave a petulant sigh, disappointed that she hadn't scored a single kill so far. She was rather proud of how well she had held aggro, but with the sheer number of players in the raid it was near pointless; there were almost too many to kill. Deciding that even an assist was better than nothing, the girl slammed her overlarge shield into the ground to celebrate the kinda-victory before following the mass of bodies to the next room. She joined in the ragged cheer as the more experienced players outlined their plans, which were thankfully simple enough. These kind of dungeons didn't often have adds in the boss rooms though, so she was willing to admit to feeling a bit superfluous; even a fully specced tank couldn't hope to hold aggro against a raid boss alone. Perhaps that was the reasoning behind having many smaller groups though, to share the incoming damage between the highest number of targets..? Ah, the hell with it... Those in charge presumably knew what they were doing and she wasn't going to step on anyone's toes just yet, which led smoothly along to her next problem... finding a party. While she had been second-guessing people, half of the raid had organised itself. The diminutive tank wandered through the throng, trying to find a group lacking in heavy armour to attach herself to. Fortunately, opportunity called in the form of another tiny girl, this one hanging off some poor sod's shoulders... 'Hey midget! Sign me up.' She approached the girl and her unwilling steed with a game-winning grin. 'I like your style. Call me Da Loli... Or Fuyuko. Preferably Da Loli.' In spite of her bombastic introduction, Fuyuko paid close attention to the girl's equipment, determining that her build was most likely either DPS or off-tanking. In either case, she could be a good foil to Fuyuko's absolute tank style. She also noted a handful of others close by, including two males, one of whom looked suspiciously like he was trying to escape, and a lost looking girl. A two-hander, a one-hander and an archer; all DPS builds. Outstanding. 'And you three fine darlings, yaranaika?' Fuyuko gave them her best suggestive grin, fully aware that she had most likely scared them all off.	Furuya Manabu Fuyuko Standing in at barely 4"2" in game, Fuyuko is quite intentionally the smallest he could possibly be. Age 21 Gender Male Race Cait Sith Weapon of Choice Using a one-handed warhammer and tower shield in addition to heavy armour, Fuyuko is specced and kitted out to be a pure tank with only a handful of damage dealing abilities. When soloing he relies on his pet iguanodon Aoi to deliver the majority of his DPS. Magic Spells <<Tame Beast>> Cait Sith Racial Spell, attempts to tame targeted Beast type enemy. The chance of success depends both on the level of the player and the beast. Only one beast maybe tamed at a time. Channelled, 30 seconds. Personality Fuyuko is not what she seems. As one of the many male players to use a female avatar, Fuyuko is the personification of Manabu's easygoing personality and adult sense of humour. It probably helps that he is often drunk while playing and treats everyone to a positive, no-fucks given attitude and a sense of universal goodwill often forgotten in PvP online games. That isn't to say that he is a pacifist. Fuyuko loves nothing more than a good dungeon run, working the front lines as the most midgety tank in history. Despite his status as an... eccentric, Fuyuko is a well-meaning and generous young man, though he often hides this behind a veneer of dry humour and an almost tsundere degree of fuax denial. Skills <<One-handed Blunt Weapons>> <<Shields>> <<Heavy Metal Equipment>> <<Howl>> <<Drug Mixing>> <<Herbalism>> <<Familiar Recovery>> <<Familiar Communication>> <<Musical Instrument - Banjo>>
54,346	1,479	5	2,302	161	With a broad sweep of her flaming sword, Athena dealt the finishing blow to two Undead Warriors standing before her. As the monsters fell to their knees in defeat, they each gave a monstrous cry before falling to the ground and exploding into countless shards of light. The elegant longsword in Athena's grasp wavered slightly as she began feeling the mental fatigue from the fierce battle. Unlike most of the other players in the dungeon group, Athena was one of the only solo players who decided to come along. With nobody to fight alongside her, the mental strain of the battles was multiplied several times. If it had been Natsuki Kawaguchi of the real world, not Athena of ALfheim Online, who stood in her place at that moment, she was certain that she too would have fallen to her knees from the physical exhaustion. Returning her sword to its sheath by her side, Athena made her way to the front lines, where the other players were gathering to discuss tactics for the dungeon boss just ahead. Glancing at her HP meter in the corner of her sight, she saw that her HP had managed to drop to about 60%. As a solo player, Athena compensated for her lack of strength in numbers by using self-cast buff spells to increase her own strength. One of her favored buffs was Berserk, which greatly increased her attack power to allow her to fight against superior numbers, but it also cost much of her HP after each battle. Reaching into her potion pouch, Athena searched around its contents to look for a bottle of Healing Potion to recover her HP. To her annoyance, the pouch was emptier than she remembered it to be. All that remained inside the pouch was a bottle containing red liquid and a Mana Potion bottle. "Damn it! I forgot to restock on potions before I came here!" Athena muttered under her breath, as she opened the bottle in her hands and drank the red healing liquid inside. Even with her HP now recovering to its maximum amount, it was uncertain that she would be able to survive the upcoming battle with the dungeon boss. I can't turn back now, I've gone too far to just turn around and give up. Athena sighed to herself in defeat. It seemed like she had no choice but to find a group to party up with. Even though she had the Battle Healing skill to passively recover her HP, the healing rate wouldn't be able to help her survive a boss battle without backup. Evaluating her surroundings, it seemed that most of the players gathered around were already forming parties and were starting to discuss battle strategies. Her heart sank as she wandered through the crowd of players. Everyone had their backs turned to her, busy talking amongst themselves. Just was she was on the verge of giving up finding players to form a party with, Athena suddenly caught sight of a tiny Cait Sith player wandering the crowds. "Hey, you - wait!" Athena called out as she followed the Cait Sith, pushing through the players who were standing in her way, wishing the player who created the Cait Sith character hadn't made it so small and hard to find in a crowd. After much shoving and searching, Athena found herself standing in front of a group of five players: three of the players were Cait Siths, one Pooka, and a Spriggan. If there was a sixth player, it would have meant that this group was a full party as well, but Athena couldn't see a sixth person. "Sorry for the intrusion, but if the five of you are creating a party for the boss battle ahead, I don't suppose you have room for a solo player?" Athena asked, with a slight polite bow of her head.	Name: Natsuki Kawaguchi In game name: Athena Age: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Race: Salamander Weapon of Choice: Longsword and Shield Item Effect: Invisible Weapon - Weapon is cloaked with invisibility effect when held. Magic Spells: Flame Weapon - A temporary self-cast buff that adds fire elemental damage to the user's weapon, creating a flaming visual effect on the weapon's blade. Words of Power: "Ek hemta brenna aldrnari seiðr, hata allr órr andskoti" ("I summon the burning fire enchantment, to destroy all our enemies") Berserk - A temporary self-cast buff that greatly increases the user's weapon damage and speed while also greatly increasing all damage taken. Healing potions have no effect while Berserk is active. While Berserk is active, a red flame aura visual effect appears around the user. Words of Power: "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr" ("I summon the strength of the berserk warrior") Nova - A powerful spell that knocks back and inflicts heavy fire damage within a moderate radius around the user. Extremely high mana cost and spell chanting time. Words of Power: "Ek bjóða brenna móðr uphiminn eða fold undir vega hvatvetna at bella standa inn minn syn. Hníga hverr helgrind eða frjáls hiti brenna jafnan" ("I call upon the burning wrath of the heavens above and the world below to smite everything that dares to stand in my sight. Open every gate of hell and let free the flame that burns for all eternity.") Personality: In the real world, Natsuki's quiet and reserved appearance makes it difficult to determine whether she has an actual personality. She rarely speaks unless directly spoken to, and even then, she tends to answer with a short sentence at most. In the world of ALfheim Online, Natsuki is much more bold and fearless, although she still has a tendency to choose her words carefully. Natsuki takes the game quite seriously, at times becoming so immersed with the game that she finds it difficult to distinguish between the virtual world of ALO and the real world. Amusingly, her serious attitude towards the game sometimes causes other players to suspect that she is an NPC. Skills: Sprint Parry Battle Healing Heavy Metal Armor Forging Heavy Metal Equipment
54,347	1,479	6	666	234	As Arina continued to wander the crowd of people that was slowly becoming more and more segregated as everyone was finding their respective groups. Arina stood on her tip toes to look to the back of the crowd and saw many of the healers together just like the person at the front said. She always had a soft spot for the healers. Being of her build she loved being the one to cause massive damage to the mobs and adds and the bosses. But the players who play as healers, give that damage dealing power to solely heal their teammates and themselves. She would probably never play as a healer. That just wasn't her style. But this isn't anytime to be thinking about soft spots for other classes. As she came back to reality, or virtual reality, she bumped into a rather tall looking male who was of a tank build. When he saw her bow on her back he smiled to her. There were three other male standing next to him. "Hey guys, I found a-" But he was cut off by his buddy who was waving him at the end of the group as he brought up a mage to add to their group. His focus quickly shifted away and he seemed to forget about her. Arina gave a small huff and then turned away. Before she knew it she had locked her eyes on another Cait Sith that was sitting on top of another player who seemed to be rather annoyed by the situation he was in. Something about that player caught her eye, and now as she watched she saw a few solo players come up to each other around her and begin speaking. This was her chance, they had a tank! Who was...like..a midget. No way. 'And you three fine darlings, yaranaika?' Arina didn't even realize how close she had gotten to them. She was definitely talking to her. Well, looks like she found a group to run with. The archer shifted her shoulders a bit before smiling to all of them. "I'd love to party up with you all. And..." She pointed a finger to Fuyuko. "You are by far the smallest tank I have ever seen." She couldn't help but laugh. She meant no disrespect. Before she could say anything else another player approached them and asked to join up with them. Arina smiled to her. "I believe so. With that, that makes us a full party." she smiled to all of them yet again. Then she waved her hand a bit to each of them. "I'm Arina by the way. Nice to meet you all!" But before proper introductions could go underway the large collected, and now organized, mass was seemingly hushed by the three main leaders at the front as before. "I trust you all have found your respective groups? He cast his eye through the large crowd of players. When he was done a large smile crept up on his face. "In that case, let's get this over with." The three players turned around and all pushed on the boss's large door to open it and let every player through. Arina looked to her group and followed along with them. "This is it I suppose.." Once inside the air seemed to be filled with the stench of death and decay, as well as soot. The crackling of flames could be heard all around and the room seemed to stretch on for miles in the endless darkness. The only light came from the small sparks from the random fires littered around the ground. Players all filed into the room and everyone was readying their weapons for the coming fight. Once everyone was inside the door slowly came to close behind them. Once it did the room was almost pitch black if not for the small fire light. In this darkness no one said a word. Then came a noise. The sound of rhythmic beating, too loud to be coming from any player. Even though the sound was loud, it was also loud and caused the ground to shake beneath their feet. I'm not going to keep ripping off Dark Souls, I swear. After a few seconds the beating seemed to speed up and then it came back down to its regular pace. Then the torches all around the room lit the room up all at once and there the boss stood, in all of its grotesque glory. The room was very large due to their large party size. The boss towered over the players and seemed to not even know that they were there. Every new player to this instance was anxiously waiting for what to do. Arina was among that group. The grotesque mass of chained bodies for a boss? What were the game developers thinking?! That was disgusting! But before she had time to react the boss reached his body covered arms up and then let a loud roar stumble a few players. "Tanks! Hold it's aggro while our DPS does their job! Healers! Keep an eye out and have your spells ready! This boss has a small move set for close range attacks and virtually no ranged attack except for one. But that's no threat to use if his aggro is held! Let's go!" With that said the player brought his large shield up and ran at the beast, a battle cry on his lips the entire time he ran. Tanks from all the groups followed suite, and the melee DPS players all started to move around the boss to start dealing damage and let the tanks hold him Arina knew she wasn't going to be getting close, but she liked this because she could keep an eye on her teammates. As she moved back she looked around and found the ones she teamed up with. All of them were close range... "Don't die..any of you."She muttered to herself as she started to pull back an arrow to start dealing damage to the Boss.	Name: Rhett James In game Name: Arina Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Cait Sith SO WHEN I WAS MAKING MY APP MY COMPUTER WAS ALL, "NOPE. LOSE ALL YOUR PROGRESS. I LOST MY PICTURE SO NOW I'M ANGRY BECAUSE IT WAS HARD TO FIND. SO I QUIT AND RESORTED TO USING A PICTURE FROM MY PROFILE PICTURE BUT WHO CARES. CAUSE YOLO. Also..kind of copied Lennon here..don't hurt me! I just saw too much sausage coming up so.. reasons. Except in game his avatar won't actually have the same armor set up..obviously. Ariva's armor is a solid white all around and allows for quick movement. Also that picture doesn't have cat ears or a tail, but I'm sure we can just...imagine them there. Weapon of Choice: Bow and Arrow Personality: Rhett has been playing MMOs for as long as he can remember. Or..well when they actually became popular and available to him. When he found out about ALFheim online he was all over it. He created his female avatar because he is not one to care about what others think if they found he he was really a guy. All it is about is having fun in the game. It's not like he is going to meet the girl of his dreams playing a VRMMO right? So no reason to worry. That being said, he is one to really delve into character as soon as he logs in. He will only go by his name and really try his best to play the part. He made his character as a DPS and he takes pride in knowing the massive amounts of damage he can cause to bosses and enemies. He always prefers to fight with others and will always try to party up. He loves parties and having fun but he can get serious when it comes to dungeon raids and bosses. When in combat he prefers to keep quiet. But out of combat he is rather talkative. Magic: Cait Sith class skill: Beast Tame, Accuracy Buff Spell, Healing Buff Spell Skills: Acrobatics Woodcrafting Leather Equpiment Metal Refining Mediation
54,348	1,479	7	993	1,646	Surprisingly, her recruiting was a success. After being approached by another little girl, she got off the shoulders of the guy she was on until now and landed safely on the floor with a childish gesture. "Nice to meet you, Da loli! I am Shishirou, but you can just call me Shirou if you want. Or the other loli." She said, with a big grin on her face. With all the other newcomers, her grin soon turned into a big smile, going from ear to ear. After Arina's short self intro, she was about to proceed with her own, when the boss told them it was time to move. "No need to be so gloomy, Arina! It'll be okay, I'm sure of it! I bet we'll make the strongest party ever! Yosh! Moete kita zo!" She said, turning her voice deeper in the last bit. She followed into the boss room along with everyone else. Well, the other one wasn't so much of a pushover, but wasn't really difficult. It would be okay, probably. Not that you would die in real life if you died here... Okay, that was a gloomy thought. Shishirou slapped her cheeks to prepare herself for what was to come. When the room opened... Well, it would be an understatement to say that Shishirou was extremely creeped out by how the boss looked. Chained bodies? Who came up with that!? Definitely someone sick. All the other bosses and monsters were normal in comparison to this one. Well, nothing she could do right now, or in the near future, to be honest. This was really something really cool, and she got herself some pretty good teammates too, so she could only give it her best. The tiniest tank ever in existance, several cats, a Salamander and a Spriggan, along with a musician, herself, it really sounded funny if she put it like that. She giggled a bit. She took the violin hanging from her back and put the katana where the violin had been before. She took the violin in her left hand, her bow on the right hand, and she put her chin on the support it had, before taking a deep breath. "Don't worry. I won't die, so you don't go dying on us either, all right?" She slowly started playing the violin, and the first buff appeared next to everyone's life gauge. A defense boost. She changed the tune and started playing it a bit more aggresively, and another buff appeared, this time an attack one. She started going from one tune to another, adding all the buffs she knew to her partners. "That should be enough for us. Now, for that guy.... I wonder if debuffs work on that thing? Err, things? Whatever." She started playing it again, this time to debuff their enemy. Whatever debuff stuck to it was good enough. After that, she put her violin in her back again and took her katana again, spinning it around in her hand. "All ready! Let's do this!"	Name: Shishido Shiho In game name: Shishirou Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Pooka Weapon of Choice: Shiho prefers to compensate her now small stature by using a katana that is about the same size as her whole body. Magic Spells: Strength Buff Magic, Defense Buff Magic, Hit Point Buff Magic, Speed Buff Magic, well, you catch the drift, no? Also, the contraries of these ones that are debuffs. Personality: Shiho, in real life, is a big otaku with little to no friends. This is mainly because she acts indifferent to others more out of shyness than actually being cold. You see, Shiho has a height complex, given that she is taller than most of the girls she knows, and also some of the boys she has gotten to know. Though not extremely, mortally shy to the point of not being able to talk, it still is hard to get her talking at first, and most of the time she will just answer with simple hand or head motions, and mentioning her height will also take that out and she'll remain silent for the rest of the time you are around her. However, once she is used to you after some minutes, an hour tops, she'll start talking nonstop, making jokes and things of the like whenever she can. In ALO, given that her complex is eliminated because of her tiny avatar, she is, oh, so very talkative and hyper that it is hard to imagine her being quiet. She also likes to change her tone of voice and quote anime or video game characters from time to time, just for the fun of it, and she will also mark you as her best friend if you ever get at least one of her references. Skills: Katana Metal Equipment Battle Healing Parry Cooking Sprint Straining Tool Appraisal Musical Instrument - Violin
54,349	1,479	8	926	775	If you ask for help then it shall be given. That was what his parents had always told him but it didn't usually work that way. Kite felt that things will always work out to be the same exactly way because it was always meant to be. Especially since he seemed to be recruited into a party because of the particular beeline he took on his way to the boss room. It looked like he was stuck with a salamander, pooka, and three cait siths on his little team. Kite was going to protest being in a group but before he could ask them to move he was being loaded with buffs. He guessed that this couldn't be too bad. As he complained to himself he noticed that the leaders of their army had taken the liberty to opening up the giant door in their way. The boss looked like a bunch of zombies got lost in the dark and sort of ended up tangled into each other. It was too bad because Kite was looking forward to slicing up a fifty foot skeleton after he passed a bunch of smaller ones. Then again killing this giant zombie hybrid monster could be fun too. Well either way he was wasting time standing around here. "I'm going in. If you want to back me up then come right ahead." Kite said ignoring most of his team saying hi. It was not that he held any qualm to these new strangers but he was here to kill the monster. Kite pulled out his curved blade and embarked on his stroll to the boss. He wasn't really concerned about anything right now. He just wanted to see this zombie's fighting style and attack patterns. Knocking HP to zero was not Kite's way of winning. In Kites eyes winning meant being able to out do the other guy's fighting style. When Kite looked up he finally made his way to the boss.	Name: Takashi Klouda In game name: Kite Age: 15 Gender: Male Appearance: Race: Spriggan Curved Blade Sword Magic Spells: Transformation Magic Illusion Replica Magic Personality: Takashi is a flexible person. He tends to be outgoing up front but he keeps a cautious eye on most people. He is hesitant to put complete trust in anyone because he was always taught to only trust family. This carries over to ALO because he tends to not trust other races as much as his own. In battle he tends to take an analytically perspective of his foe over actual fighting. He tends to be the fighter who blocks first to judge his opponents sword speed and cut them down afterwards. As far as battle preferences go he would rather fight without magic but isn't against using it to survive. Skills: Hiding Picking Sprint Searching Straining Battle Skills: One-Handed Curve Blade Leather Equipment Battle Healing Parry
54,350	1,479	9	1,417	1,336	-Le double post-	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,351	1,479	10	1,417	1,336	'And you three fine darlings, yaranaika?' Try as he might, Alex didn’t get the reference, and he doubted that he wanted to, judging by the tiny tank’s grin. Suggestive smiles aside, it seemed they were getting more people, which was good. It also reminded him that he had ‘people’ to add to the group as well. Alex activated <<Summon animal companion>> and a very familiar, very annoying bird was summoned. Alan the annoying joined the party. The first thing Alan did was fly onto Steven’s head (who was on Alex’s head) and started pecking at him. “Stop that.” Alex said, flicking the annoying crow’s forehead. Alan backed off, but only for a little bit. Out of all 3 of his companions, Alan was the most annoying to deal with. Sure, he followed orders, but when he didn’t have to follow them, he didn’t. Alan settled onto Steven’s head, thankfully refraining from assaulting the sleepy cat. Alex turned his attention to the spontaneously grown 6 person group, which he could’ve sworn was just 3 before he looked away. He quickly studmied their user names. The new additions included a cat archer called Arina, a solo salamander shield bearing swordswoman by the name of Athena, a small cat tank by the name of Fuyuko and a spriggan swordsman (Ugh, more S. Anymore alliteration might alter Alex’s understanding) by the name of Kite. And Alex, of course. And there was the girl who was still on the shoulders of another guy (who’s username was Shishirou). There was a good amount of variety, and there were few things he was concerned about. "Nice to meet you, Da loli! I am Shishirou, but you can just call me Shirou if you want. Or the other loli." "I'm Arina by the way. Nice to meet you all!" Members of his party started introducing themselves, so Alex followed the gesture. “Yeah, hi. My name’s Tim, but with a 1 instead of an i. Tim was taken, you see.” Alex shrugged. “This is Steven, by the way, and on his head is Alan.” He said, pointing out Steven on his head. His attention was drawn to the door as their leaders began speaking again. "This is it I suppose.." “You bet.” Came Alex’s unenthused reply. The cooldown on <<Summon Animal Companion>> had gone down, so Alex used it again, summoning his slightly-larger-than-usual turtle, Thomas the Tank Turtle. “Hey, Thomas.” Alex grunted. The turtle grunted back, happy to be summoned for a fight. The 3 leaders opened the way, and the party followed them as they walked in. The first thing that hit Alex was the stench. “Ueh” He said in surprise. Okay, sure, the dungeon had zombies in it, but he didn’t expect that. A hulking mass of rotting corpses held together by chains. A massive butcher’s knife in its hands, which were made of arms. His fingers were made of arms. Candles burst to light around the arena, showing off the boss in all of its grotesque glory, the monster letting off a monstrous roar. Well, this is something. Alex thought. "Tanks! Hold it's aggro while our DPS does their job! Healers! Keep an eye out and have your spells ready! This boss has a small move set for close range attacks and virtually no ranged attack except for one. But that's no threat to use if his aggro is held! Let's go!" The leaders said. The spriggan swordsman, Kite, ran off straight towards the rotten monstrosity. “Well, he's certainly got guts. Steven, wake up.” Alex said, flicking him in the forehead. Steven yawned and stretched on his head, Alan still pecking him. “Alan, you’ve got a new target.” He continued, grabbing the crow by the head and making him face the boss. He let go and the crow flew into action. “Thomas, on me. You’re tanking, as usual.” Alex told the turtle, drawing his sword. Steven jumped off his head and landed in a battle position. He felt himself being buffed, and turned to the source. The small blond girl, Shishirou. "That should be enough for us. Now, for that guy.... I wonder if debuffs work on that thing? Err, things? Whatever." She said. “You won’t know until you try.” Alex said, getting ready for battle. "Don't die. Any of you." Arina whispered to herself. “Don’t worry about it, we won’t die.” He told her reassuringly. With that, Alex leaped and his companions leaped into the fray.	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,352	1,479	11	1,352	2,464	'Shiro it is. A shame there aren't any more of us about... An entire party of lolis would be Godlike.' Shishirou was clearly her kind of person; a big dumb grin and the ability to quote obscure anime on the spot were all the qualifications she needed. The others Fuyuko had called out to had thankfully not run away, giving their new party a good combat balance and the numbers required; the high proportion of female avatars always a plus. 'Being small means I don't have to reach down to hit them in the bollocks.' Arina's build suggested pure DPS, although Fuyuko had met archers who focused on crowd control or interrupts; in any case she seemed alright, more than she could say for one of the male players, who declined to reply despite joining the party. Probably one of those solo players who thought that VRMMORPGs were all about one man's quest and all that shyte. Different strokes for different folks, she thought dryly. Any response she may have given the other two was cut off by the raid leaders calling the hall into order. Fuyuko had a brief moment to summon her familiar and only method of dealing any real damage before jogging after the rest of the party, her faithful pet lizard loping along behind. It wasn't long before the boss revealed itself in all its morbid glory. It wasn't the fact that is was made of corpses that repulsed her, nor even the stench; the way it moved was just so... wrong that Fuyuko found herself uncharacteristically lost for words. Luckily the raid leaders broke her out of reverie with a stream of orders and the diminutive tank struck her hammer and shield together a few times to psyche herself up. Any discomfort she may have felt was dispelled when Arina spoke up, replaced with a flush of bravado. 'Don't die? To Hell with that! Death or glory!' She took off at a full sprint, drawing level with the Spriggan just as they made contact. Her first glowing strike bounced ineffectively off the thing's metal frame, but succeed in drawing its attention. Pulling her shield across her small body, Fuyuko braced herself for the counter-attack, a wild grin snaking across her features. Moments like this made ALO's subscription worth ever Yen.	Furuya Manabu Fuyuko Standing in at barely 4"2" in game, Fuyuko is quite intentionally the smallest he could possibly be. Age 21 Gender Male Race Cait Sith Weapon of Choice Using a one-handed warhammer and tower shield in addition to heavy armour, Fuyuko is specced and kitted out to be a pure tank with only a handful of damage dealing abilities. When soloing he relies on his pet iguanodon Aoi to deliver the majority of his DPS. Magic Spells <<Tame Beast>> Cait Sith Racial Spell, attempts to tame targeted Beast type enemy. The chance of success depends both on the level of the player and the beast. Only one beast maybe tamed at a time. Channelled, 30 seconds. Personality Fuyuko is not what she seems. As one of the many male players to use a female avatar, Fuyuko is the personification of Manabu's easygoing personality and adult sense of humour. It probably helps that he is often drunk while playing and treats everyone to a positive, no-fucks given attitude and a sense of universal goodwill often forgotten in PvP online games. That isn't to say that he is a pacifist. Fuyuko loves nothing more than a good dungeon run, working the front lines as the most midgety tank in history. Despite his status as an... eccentric, Fuyuko is a well-meaning and generous young man, though he often hides this behind a veneer of dry humour and an almost tsundere degree of fuax denial. Skills <<One-handed Blunt Weapons>> <<Shields>> <<Heavy Metal Equipment>> <<Howl>> <<Drug Mixing>> <<Herbalism>> <<Familiar Recovery>> <<Familiar Communication>> <<Musical Instrument - Banjo>>
54,353	1,479	12	2,302	161	My name is Athena. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your group. It is a pleasure to meet you all. Athena said, introducing herself to her new party members in the formal style of her ALO persona. While the other party members chattered on with small talk, Athena chose to keep silent instead, focusing her thoughts completely on the boss battle ahead, her mind already working methodically to form battle strategies. The party composition was fairly standard for a dungeon raid party, except the absence of a dedicated healer, which only made her own situation worse, with no healing potions left in her character's inventory. Athena had decided against asking her party members for potions. If they'd learned that she had neglected to prepare herself properly for a boss battle, she was sure that they would have refused to let her into their party. Remember why you're here, Athena. Let that be your strength for the upcoming battle. She thought to herself as she fought to hold back her own uncertainties brewing in her thoughts. Her reason for playing ALfheim Online, to become the persona known as Athena, was to become everything that she couldn't be as Natsuki Kawaguchi: bold, confident, fearless, and untouchable. What made ALO special compared to all other VRMMOs was the absence of the typical leveling system that only served as a barrier against new and experienced players. In other words, the world of ALfheim Online was fair to all. There were no elites or low classed individuals. Anyone who had the will and effort to become stronger had the potential to challenge even those who were considered the most powerful. Once the Salamander race was widely reputed to be the strongest race in all of ALO, but eventually the combined efforts of the Sylphs and the Cait Siths were enough to overcome what was thought to be an indisputably indomitable power. This meant only one thing to Athena - that she too had the potential to overcome everything that held her back in the "other" world. This was why she couldn't give up now. If I can't even overcome something that is designed for the sole purpose of being defeated by the hands of players, what is the reason for my existence as Athena? That is precisely why I can't fail now. Before long, Athena found herself and her party members standing within the great halls of the boss room. The other players in the dungeon were pouring through the entrance doors, the clacking sound of their body armors echoing throughout the halls of the dungeon. As all the players moved into position in preparation for the boss monster's appearance, Athena's sense of hearing picked up what seemed to be a faint thump... thump... thump... of a monstrously deep heartbeat within the darkness of the vast room. As the drum-like beats became more clear and distinct, it became impossible to determine the source of the sound as it echoed from every surface of the room. It was as if the entire room was a monstrous being's heart. Athena instinctively took a step back as she withdrew her longsword from its sheath, and raised her shield to a defensive stance, preparing herself for whatever was to appear. What first emerged from the blackness was a single arm on the stone floor, bloodied and pale, then another. The number of arms multiplied in numbers until what seemed to be a grotesque mass of bloodied corpses emerged into sight, towering above the players gathered before it. For a single moment, the thump emanating from the gruesome looking monster synchronized with her own heartbeat. "Don't die..any of you." Athena heard Arina speak in a low mutter beside her. "Dying is something I don't plan on doing today. Come, let us make this monster fear for its own life." Athena replied in encouragement, both to her party member and to herself. Turning to face the monstrosity, she raised her sword in spell-casting stance and closed her eyes briefly. "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr." Athena spoke in a perfectly practiced and rhythmic pattern as she recited the Words of Power to the Berserk spell. With the completion of the incantation, a sudden burst of flame appeared from Athena's feet, enveloping her with the fiery aura of the Berserk visual effect. Athena opened her eyes once more, with all trace of fear and hesitation removed. In any other situation, the use of of the Berserk spell would have been an incredibly unwise action, especially in a boss battle situation without any healing support. However, the only thought running through Athena's mind was the unconditional defeat of the monster before her. If she was fated to be defeated by this monstrosity, she would do so while fighting at the peak of her ability. As the other parties shouted their battle cries and launched their assaults against the towering behemoth of flesh and arms, the monster began raising its massive bladed weapon in preparation to attack. With a sudden burst of speed, Athena launched herself into battle, throwing herself into a roll underneath the boss' cleaver weapon as it broadly swung horizontally at the players. Recovering from the roll, Athena unleashed a counter-assault of her own at the monster's exposed mass of flesh, viciously slashing into the monster's sides while it left itself vulnerable with all the strength her character had at its disposal. With her Berserk-enhanced strength, it was a matter of seconds before the monster's AI would suddenly shift its attention towards her attacks.	Name: Natsuki Kawaguchi In game name: Athena Age: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Race: Salamander Weapon of Choice: Longsword and Shield Item Effect: Invisible Weapon - Weapon is cloaked with invisibility effect when held. Magic Spells: Flame Weapon - A temporary self-cast buff that adds fire elemental damage to the user's weapon, creating a flaming visual effect on the weapon's blade. Words of Power: "Ek hemta brenna aldrnari seiðr, hata allr órr andskoti" ("I summon the burning fire enchantment, to destroy all our enemies") Berserk - A temporary self-cast buff that greatly increases the user's weapon damage and speed while also greatly increasing all damage taken. Healing potions have no effect while Berserk is active. While Berserk is active, a red flame aura visual effect appears around the user. Words of Power: "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr" ("I summon the strength of the berserk warrior") Nova - A powerful spell that knocks back and inflicts heavy fire damage within a moderate radius around the user. Extremely high mana cost and spell chanting time. Words of Power: "Ek bjóða brenna móðr uphiminn eða fold undir vega hvatvetna at bella standa inn minn syn. Hníga hverr helgrind eða frjáls hiti brenna jafnan" ("I call upon the burning wrath of the heavens above and the world below to smite everything that dares to stand in my sight. Open every gate of hell and let free the flame that burns for all eternity.") Personality: In the real world, Natsuki's quiet and reserved appearance makes it difficult to determine whether she has an actual personality. She rarely speaks unless directly spoken to, and even then, she tends to answer with a short sentence at most. In the world of ALfheim Online, Natsuki is much more bold and fearless, although she still has a tendency to choose her words carefully. Natsuki takes the game quite seriously, at times becoming so immersed with the game that she finds it difficult to distinguish between the virtual world of ALO and the real world. Amusingly, her serious attitude towards the game sometimes causes other players to suspect that she is an NPC. Skills: Sprint Parry Battle Healing Heavy Metal Armor Forging Heavy Metal Equipment
54,354	1,479	13	666	234	One by one every single tank in their large group charged up to the colossal beast. All of the players in her group, except for one, told her they were not going to die. She wasn't expecting responses...but they were appreciated. Arina watched from the not so far off distance. That was another class that she highly respected. The fact that some players will just throw themselves in front of an enemy and take and block every hit to the best of their abilities just so they can hold a boss on themselves to protect their teammates. Well..now she felt selfish for player as a DPS class. They were all about damage. Arina actually lightly slapped herself across her face to get herself back into the action. She needed to take pride in her class choice. So with that newfound pride coursing through her she drew another arrow and let it fly at the beast. It struck and the arrow stuck in his huge disembodied and chained face. She let another arrow fly, and then another. With all the arrows hitting relatively the same spot: The monster's face. She saw one of her arrows fly right over his head and she cursed herself as she missed. Arina then activated a skill of hers and her bow started to glow light. She didn't pull an arrow back but instead the skill put a bright purple arrow on the drawback for her. Once she released it the skill activated and she was able to release five more arrows just like the first one in rapid succession. The arrows and streamed over the heads of the many tanks and warrior DPS builds and hit their target. The hulking mass of bodies that were each emitting their own low groans let out a loud bellow that seemed to stagger a few of the weaker classes back. Arina almost fell back but she was able to catch herself. The boss moved back a bit and focused his attention down on the various tanks that were in front of him, like he had been doing. He had tank and DPS characters all around him The boss started to swing his cleaver anywhere at the ground as he was trying to hit whichever player was drawing his aggro. After a second or two the AI shifted its focus to what appeared to be the smallest tank on the battlefield. The mass of bodies raised his cleaver and swung it in an arc to not only hit the one drawing his aggro but the players around Fuyuko. Two tanks standing near Fuyuko were not anticipating the attack and were knocked back by the sheer force of the cleaver. One of those tanks couldn't take it and his health dropped to zero and he left behind his flame for a revival when it was ready. The other tank was knocked to her feet but almost immediately she was covered with a soothing green aura and her HP bar shot back up. The healers were certainly having their work cut out for them. With a player killed the boss seemed to let out a laugh as his AI recognized it had killed a player. The boss then had another player draw his aggro. A DPS character of all things. Arina saw this from a distance. That must have been impressive damage to draw the boss's aggro away from a tank. The disguting mass of deformed bodies solely turned his attention to this DPS player. She looked so insignificant to him. His AI kept repeating the program to kill this player, so he would do. In that moment he raised his cleaver for a direct downward swipe. With his cleaver raised Arina knew exactly what was going to happen. And the member he was going to attack was part of her group. She had one idea to try, she had no idea if it would work but she was going to try it. Time seemed to freeze as she drew her bowstring back with no arrow. She activated a skill and a light green arrow with a large front appeared in the vacant place. She took a deep breath and then let it fly. The arrow penetrated deep into the monster's arm, just like she planned. Then it exploded, causing a few of monster's body parts from his cleaver holding arm to fly off and burst into the sparkles. He stopped his attack as he was staggered slightly. How she had managed to do that she had no idea... Arina was sure all of her group members had done way more impressive things. That wasn't anything. The boss's health was dropping significantly. Just a few more moments and he would fall. Arina hoped. But..now. The boss brought his arm out and in a low groan he repaired his arm with more body parts. Just at that moment a tank around his many feet struck him and caused his aggro to switch. That DPS character did not go unnoticed. This monster then threw his cleaver all the way to the other side of the room away from the players and it collided with the wall with a loud bang. "Alright!" That same tank leader yelled so everyone could hear him. "We've got him down to his changing attack pattern, that means we-.." The tank stopped talking as he watched the boss bring his arms into his center and started to charge up a burst of dark magic. His eyes went wide and he started to two hand his shield. This attack was not supposed to happen yet! His HP wasn't low enough. "Tanks raise your shields! Go! Go! Raise them! DPS! Get away!" The word for tanks to raise their shields traveled all around the boss as every tank started to scream it as loud as they could. Arina had no idea what was going on. She had an arrow ready but the boss was just..charging something. The healers all had spells ready for whatever was coming. The Boss then finished charging his attack and let it loose. A large surging pulse of dark energy came from his core and covered a wide area. Effectively knocking back any player who wasn't prepared for the attack. His attack patterns were now going to be different as he had no cleaver. The two other leaders of the group were both watching in awe as they had never witnessed that attack that early.	Name: Rhett James In game Name: Arina Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Cait Sith SO WHEN I WAS MAKING MY APP MY COMPUTER WAS ALL, "NOPE. LOSE ALL YOUR PROGRESS. I LOST MY PICTURE SO NOW I'M ANGRY BECAUSE IT WAS HARD TO FIND. SO I QUIT AND RESORTED TO USING A PICTURE FROM MY PROFILE PICTURE BUT WHO CARES. CAUSE YOLO. Also..kind of copied Lennon here..don't hurt me! I just saw too much sausage coming up so.. reasons. Except in game his avatar won't actually have the same armor set up..obviously. Ariva's armor is a solid white all around and allows for quick movement. Also that picture doesn't have cat ears or a tail, but I'm sure we can just...imagine them there. Weapon of Choice: Bow and Arrow Personality: Rhett has been playing MMOs for as long as he can remember. Or..well when they actually became popular and available to him. When he found out about ALFheim online he was all over it. He created his female avatar because he is not one to care about what others think if they found he he was really a guy. All it is about is having fun in the game. It's not like he is going to meet the girl of his dreams playing a VRMMO right? So no reason to worry. That being said, he is one to really delve into character as soon as he logs in. He will only go by his name and really try his best to play the part. He made his character as a DPS and he takes pride in knowing the massive amounts of damage he can cause to bosses and enemies. He always prefers to fight with others and will always try to party up. He loves parties and having fun but he can get serious when it comes to dungeon raids and bosses. When in combat he prefers to keep quiet. But out of combat he is rather talkative. Magic: Cait Sith class skill: Beast Tame, Accuracy Buff Spell, Healing Buff Spell Skills: Acrobatics Woodcrafting Leather Equpiment Metal Refining Mediation
54,355	1,479	14	993	1,646	Shishirou, now all buffed up, ran at the boss directly, her katana dragging around by the ground and sparks flying off the floor. She lifted it a bit. "I love the realism of this thing!" she continued running, with a smile wide in her face. She was a DPS kind of character, so sticking to Fuyuko would probably be the best course of action. She was already near it, and Shishirou grinned. "Stay just like that, Fuyuko-chan!" She ran over to where she was and used her as a stepping stone, before the boss was able to counter attack. "Die!" She shouted and slashed at the boss midair. She couldn't go over it, a bit too tall for someone her height, but she landed right next to it, which was both good and bad. For one, she could slash at it a couple of times, but on the other side... well, just looking at it squirm around was disgusting. "Well, I'll at least give him a good one before moving back." She took her sword over her shoulder to charge her sword skill, and when she felt it was ready, she spun around and then slashed upwards at the boss, her sword engulfed in fire and leaving a red trail behind it. "Hehe, how about that!" She was still near Fuyuko, relatively at least, so when she saw the boss about to bring it's cleaver down. "I'll be fine as long as I'm here, I think." She smiled and was about to charge up another attack. Until she was blown away by the force of the boss swinging its weapon. "Uwaah! If I hadn't buffed my defense, I'd be a little pretty flame now." Shishirou looked at her health bar. It was in the yellow zone. Luckily, the healers didn't discriminate those outside of their parties, or maybe there was a whole party of only healers? Oh, well. Her health bar slowly filled itself again, with the help of the healers. She turned around and nodded at them in way of thanks. She then turned around to the boss again, a bit more angry this time. "I'm gonna kill you a thousand times!" She took her katana with both of her hands and was about to dash into action yet again, but when she saw the cleaver flying about, well, she was sure it was something bad. "Take cover!" She said, running back to where Arina was. "Arina-chan! Help me!" She said, clinging to the girl's arm. When the shockwave went out of the boss, in search of them, she braced herself for it, clinging even tighter to Arina as if she were holding on for dear life. After that, she let go of Arina and took her katana in both of her hands, before looking again at her health bar. She still had the buffs from before. It was good, she didn't have to lose anytime in buffing everyone yet again. She smiled again. This was when things got real. The berserk of the very last moments when its health is down, the excitement of a boss struggling desperately to not be defeated... Yes, this was when things got really interesting. "Who the hell do you think we are!? You monster! We are gonna kick you back into whatever abyss you crawled out from!" She ran at it again, not before turning back to Arina. "Give it hell too, Arina-chan!"	Name: Shishido Shiho In game name: Shishirou Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Pooka Weapon of Choice: Shiho prefers to compensate her now small stature by using a katana that is about the same size as her whole body. Magic Spells: Strength Buff Magic, Defense Buff Magic, Hit Point Buff Magic, Speed Buff Magic, well, you catch the drift, no? Also, the contraries of these ones that are debuffs. Personality: Shiho, in real life, is a big otaku with little to no friends. This is mainly because she acts indifferent to others more out of shyness than actually being cold. You see, Shiho has a height complex, given that she is taller than most of the girls she knows, and also some of the boys she has gotten to know. Though not extremely, mortally shy to the point of not being able to talk, it still is hard to get her talking at first, and most of the time she will just answer with simple hand or head motions, and mentioning her height will also take that out and she'll remain silent for the rest of the time you are around her. However, once she is used to you after some minutes, an hour tops, she'll start talking nonstop, making jokes and things of the like whenever she can. In ALO, given that her complex is eliminated because of her tiny avatar, she is, oh, so very talkative and hyper that it is hard to imagine her being quiet. She also likes to change her tone of voice and quote anime or video game characters from time to time, just for the fun of it, and she will also mark you as her best friend if you ever get at least one of her references. Skills: Katana Metal Equipment Battle Healing Parry Cooking Sprint Straining Tool Appraisal Musical Instrument - Violin
54,356	1,479	15	926	775	Kite stood there impressed that the tiny girl on his party was able to rush up to the monster. Not that size really mattered in Alfheim Online but it was rather comical to see a miniature doll taking on the a grotesque goliath. Soon after about every tank here decided it was time to take action and get in there. "Geez and I thought I waited a while to get up here." Kite said sarcastically as he saw everyone try to get in some action while he waited back and analyzed the battle. Before Kite could even take the time to execute a single attack he was sent flying back. It wasn't that he really wasn't paying attention as much as he had no passion to fight this monster. Sure it was the final fight of the dungeon and winning seemed helpless but coming here was not Kite's choice. The moment that the boss's weapon struck at Kite direction he arrogantly pulled his blade out of the way so that his low armored body would take the full hit. "Bye, bye, for now." the Spriggan said with a grin on his face. With that his body dissolved into a flame before it slowly disappeared.	Name: Takashi Klouda In game name: Kite Age: 15 Gender: Male Appearance: Race: Spriggan Curved Blade Sword Magic Spells: Transformation Magic Illusion Replica Magic Personality: Takashi is a flexible person. He tends to be outgoing up front but he keeps a cautious eye on most people. He is hesitant to put complete trust in anyone because he was always taught to only trust family. This carries over to ALO because he tends to not trust other races as much as his own. In battle he tends to take an analytically perspective of his foe over actual fighting. He tends to be the fighter who blocks first to judge his opponents sword speed and cut them down afterwards. As far as battle preferences go he would rather fight without magic but isn't against using it to survive. Skills: Hiding Picking Sprint Searching Straining Battle Skills: One-Handed Curve Blade Leather Equipment Battle Healing Parry
54,357	1,479	16	1,417	1,336	Alright, this is going well. Alex thought. The boss’s health was dropping steadily, even in the early stages of the fight. In fact, it was kind of more tedious than anything, because the boss was focused on the tanks who were using their hate skills. Alex liked to think that whenever someone used a hate skill, they were insulting the monster’s mother, and the monsters responded in rage. Alex stood practically in the same spot, jumping over the monster’s cleaves as he struck it again and again. His individual blows wouldn’t do much for a boss with multiple health bars, but he had nothing better to do anyway. Steven and Alan were doing just fine, and Thomas wasn’t really doing anything at all. As for the boss itself, its move set was fairly straightforward and rather boring, and this was getting tedious. Before he noticed it, the tiny tank from his own party was next to him. “Fancy meeting you here.” He said idly. The boss quickly reared back its arm for a powerful cleave. Alex prepared to dodge, but a sudden thought struck him. He started grinning crazily as he pictured what he needed to do, and how exactly to do it. As the arm swept around, targeting the tiny tank, Alex jumped forward and up, in the path of the boss’s arm, sword outstretched. As the cleaver hit the front line, Alex’s sword stabbed into the boss’s arm, digging into the mass of corpses as Alex held on for dear life. Success! Alex thought wildly, the boss’s arm still moving. The momentum from the swing almost threw Alex off balance, but he held on. The boss’s attack animation stopped and Alex leaped into action, climbing on top of the arm and running up towards the boss’s grotesque head, tearing a scar across its’ arm with his great sword, still embedded in the boss’s flesh. At his shoulder, Alex leaped, his sword cleanly cutting out of the corpses, and Alex landed on its head-cage. Alex began to rain blows onto the grotesque goliath’s head. The rotting monster brought its gargantuan fist down on Alex, but he dodged at the last minute and landed gracefully on the ground as the boss punched itself in the face, denting its cage. Alex jumped back, his grin practically splitting his face. That was the first time he’d done something like that, and he’d loved every second of it. Alex drank a health potion to get his health back to full, and to give him time for his heart to settle. As he glanced back up, he found that a massive cleaver was flying straight towards his face. Alex rolled away immediately, coming up on his feet to see to see it smack into a wall. Alex turned and saw that the boss was charging dark magic. Wasting no time, he called out to his familiars. “Alan! Steven! Thomas!” He said. Thankfully, they understood. Steven bolted over to Alex’s head and Alan flew overhead, Thomas in his claws. Alex stood up and jumped backwards, great sword poised to shield him from the force. The dark nova was released and Alex was pushed backwards a fair amount, breaking into a roll and coming to a stop several meters away from where he just was. The boss was now unarmed, and according to the panic ramblings of the leaders, it was too soon for it to do so. A quick check of its health bar showed that it was close to death, but they would need to rally to do some real damage… Basically, it wasn’t Alex’s problem. Alex looked behind him and saw the massive cleaver. A devilish smile penetrated his expression. Alex ran up to the cleaver stuck in the wall. He jumped up and grabbed the hilt, putting his weight into downing it. It budged as Alex jerked the hilt, until with a crash, it came free. Alex dragged it clear of the wall, marvelling at its weight. This thing is really heavy. He thought, hefting to his shoulder. But if he was right, this would be sooo worth it. Alex’s grin widened. Running as fast as he could with something almost twice his size, he jumped at the boss and swung downwards, dealing quite the chunk of damage. Now that’s damage. Alex thought, jumping out of reach with a grin that split his face. He was sure that he technically couldn't do this, and that the cleaver was technically a boss drop, but Alfheim wasn’t just any MMO. Alfheim online was a virtual reality MMO, so he could do stuff like this. That said, doing stuff was one thing and getting away with it was another, but Alex wanted to do mess around as much as possible before the fun police got in his way.	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,358	1,479	17	2,302	161	Empowered by the effects of the Berserk spell, Athena continued her unrelenting assault on the grotesque boss monster with reckless abandon, cutting through the monster's exposed flesh with series of fluidly-connected sweeping slashes, moving herself only by the minimum required distance to avoid the most obvious attack patterns of the enemy. Even though Berserk had no actual effect on the user's mind or thought processes and its enhancements were limited to the character's attack damage and movement speed statics, it was surprisingly successful in encouraging true "Berserker-like" behavior in its users purely by the nature of its design. The effects of Berserk were far more severe than the proverbial "double-edged sword", it would be more accurately described by the term "double-ended spear", that impaled both user and enemy. With the severe penalty to damage received set upon the user by the system in combination with the great increase in offensive power, the user is effectively forced to pour everything they have into pure offensive with absolutely regard for defense, in the hopes of defeating the enemy before they were defeated themselves. Several of the tanks and other close-range fighters from the other parties around Athena staggered back in panic at the giant monster's deep bellowing moans, but she pressed ahead with her attacks. "If you hesitate now, you will die and your party members will fall as well, that is for certain! You can rest when this beast has been slain, not a moment sooner!" Athena shouted to the other parties in encouragement. Her words seemed to have some effect as the other parties' tanks forced themselves to regain their composure. However, one of the tank players was suddenly caught by the massive monstrosity's sweeping cleaver attack, instantly wiping out his HP and leaving a Remain Light where he stood a moment earlier. That player... it could have been me in his place. I won't let that happen, I absolutely cannot let that happen! Athena shouted to herself in her mind. Drawing back her sword in preparation for her next attack, Athena suddenly thrust the blade of her sword forward, directly into the massive pile of bodies that was the monster before her. The blade pierced through the exposed flesh with a sickening slopping noise, embedding itself deeper and deeper into the massive monster until it reached the crossguard of her sword. In response to the sudden attack, the monster let loose a deep monstrous roar that shook the entire dungeon. Seeing the body mass of the monster suddenly shift upward, Athena lifted her head up to see the monster raising its cleaver above its head in preparation for a counterattack. The bladed edge of the cleaver was positioned directly above, but with her longsword still embedded within the monster's rotting flesh, immediate evasion was impossible. Just as the cleaver's blade was about to come slicing down upon her head, a bright-green light shot through the air, penetrating into the monster's outstretched arm, causing it to cease moving mid-swing. As the arrow exploded into shards of light, Athena stood still for an instant, not believing what had just happened. Tracing the arrow's path back to its source, Athena's eyes connected with the Cait Sith archer in her party, Arina. With the boss monster momentarily stunned by the arrow's impact, Athena knew that she had just been given a second chance to survive. With the boss temporarily unable to defend itself or counterattack, she knew she had only precious seconds to use until she would be under attack again. As the effects of the Berserk spell finally began to fade, she forced the blade of her sword out of the monster's hideous "flesh". Athena took in a deep breath as she prepared to start the incantation that she hoped would bring this boss encounter to its conclusion. A glowing circle of burning fire painted itself on the stone ground underneath her feet as she began the incantation. "Ek bjóða brenna móðr uphiminn eða fold undir vega hvatvetna at bella standa inn minn syn." Athena spoke in carefully measured tones as she recited the first half of the powerful Nova area-of-effect spell, each Word of Power recited with flawless precision, causing the growing ring of fire to roar with increasing intensity, even as the boss began to recover from its stunned state and began attacking again. In the continuing chaos of the battle around her, Athena barely heard one of the tank leaders shouting about the boss monster's sudden change in attack pattern. Deep in concentration to maintain her spell-casting, she was left oblivious to the events that unfolded around her. She only felt the sickening thud that shook the ground underneath her feet as the monster's cleaver dug itself into the far dungeon wall. "Hníga hverr helgrind eða frjáls hiti... " Athena continued, pausing only when she was suddenly aware of the boss monster's spell-casting stance as it was about to unleash its massive dark magic area spell. Before the monster could unleash the surge of dark energy, Athena instantly threw herself to the ground, leaving her just enough time to lift her shield to protect herself from the full force of the blast. From the corner of her vision, she watched her HP bar drop by about 20% as her character was damaged by the partial damage that her shield could not fully block. With her Nova spell interrupted mid-cast, the Spellword Fumble Effect sent out a second explosion where she stood moments earlier, sending out an expanding plume of black smoke. As soon as Athena came back to her senses, she leapt up to her feet with her shield already in position to defend herself. Her HP had suffered moderately as a result of the boss monster's magic area attack, but it was still enough offer her a chance of survival. However, due to her failed attempt at casting her most powerful magic spell, her Mana was now dangerously low, leaving her just enough for one more use of her lower-level spells.	Name: Natsuki Kawaguchi In game name: Athena Age: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Race: Salamander Weapon of Choice: Longsword and Shield Item Effect: Invisible Weapon - Weapon is cloaked with invisibility effect when held. Magic Spells: Flame Weapon - A temporary self-cast buff that adds fire elemental damage to the user's weapon, creating a flaming visual effect on the weapon's blade. Words of Power: "Ek hemta brenna aldrnari seiðr, hata allr órr andskoti" ("I summon the burning fire enchantment, to destroy all our enemies") Berserk - A temporary self-cast buff that greatly increases the user's weapon damage and speed while also greatly increasing all damage taken. Healing potions have no effect while Berserk is active. While Berserk is active, a red flame aura visual effect appears around the user. Words of Power: "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr" ("I summon the strength of the berserk warrior") Nova - A powerful spell that knocks back and inflicts heavy fire damage within a moderate radius around the user. Extremely high mana cost and spell chanting time. Words of Power: "Ek bjóða brenna móðr uphiminn eða fold undir vega hvatvetna at bella standa inn minn syn. Hníga hverr helgrind eða frjáls hiti brenna jafnan" ("I call upon the burning wrath of the heavens above and the world below to smite everything that dares to stand in my sight. Open every gate of hell and let free the flame that burns for all eternity.") Personality: In the real world, Natsuki's quiet and reserved appearance makes it difficult to determine whether she has an actual personality. She rarely speaks unless directly spoken to, and even then, she tends to answer with a short sentence at most. In the world of ALfheim Online, Natsuki is much more bold and fearless, although she still has a tendency to choose her words carefully. Natsuki takes the game quite seriously, at times becoming so immersed with the game that she finds it difficult to distinguish between the virtual world of ALO and the real world. Amusingly, her serious attitude towards the game sometimes causes other players to suspect that she is an NPC. Skills: Sprint Parry Battle Healing Heavy Metal Armor Forging Heavy Metal Equipment
54,359	1,479	18	1,352	2,464	With her limited field of vision behind the towering shield, Fuyuko couldn't see much of the battlefield around her, instead relying on hearing and gut instinct to judge her allies location. At least the boss itself was obvious enough, though even that was confusing with its convulsing form and unnatural movements. It was therefore with some degree of surprise that Fuyuko felt a boot plant itself firmly atop her head, launching her new teammate Shiro into the creature's face. She couldn't deny the logic of the action and was prepared to concede the point that she would have done the same given the chance; Hell, who wouldn't? As a tank, Fuyuko's role was surprisingly boring at times like this; her attacks would barely scratch it, making them useful for little more than aggro generation, and guarding against its counter attacks were a simple matter of hiding behind her oversized shield. If it wasn't for the sight of her iguanodon familiar Aoi bounding back and forward, ripping away at the bosses' legs, she would have felt useless. With a start she realised that three of her party had lined up with her, raining blows while the other tanks called its attention. Analysing the situation, she quickly saw that most of the other tanks were on the defensive, holding their shields up in pure defence rather than attacking; that meant that their aggro-building attacks were on cooldown. If no-one stepped up to draw the bosses' attention they ran the risk of taking casualties. She took a moment to collect herself, aware that letting her heartbeat climb too high would get her booted from the Amusphere; it didn't help that she actively trying to get the attention of something out of a horror film. Raising her shield up high, Fuyuko slammed it down into the ground with a grunt, sending a shockwave of blue energy arcing outward. Howl was a basic aggro-builder but good for starting a combo; she quickly spun into her first Sword Art, launching three spinning strikes in quick succession. As always the damage itself was negligible, but it got the bastard's attention. The blow came fast, almost too fast for Fuyuko to prepare herself. By crouching down behind her shield and digging in her heels she managed to avoid the worst of the blowback; damn thing stripped her HP by a third though. Good thing she had all the extra buffs, or else that might have been nasty. The others around her weren't so lucky. Two were cut down instantly, including the Spriggan in her party; either he had a glass cannon build or he simple hadn't been able to evade in time. Knowing that she needed to keep the bosses' aggro for as long as possible, Fuyuko launched into another three-hit combo and stood frozen for a few seconds afterwards, unable to move due to the post-motion effect. It gave her a chance to survey the field though, revealing that the battle was going fairly well so far; only a handful of casualties on the front lines and the healers were as yet untouched. The audacious acts of her party members drew an amused, if somewhat envious smile; she had always wondered what it would be like to play such an agile character. Perhaps I should roll an alt... By the time she could move again, the immediate area around the boss had emptied. Unsure of what was happening, Fuyuko cast a confused glance upward toward the growing mass of energy around the bosses' hands. '... Well, shit.' The tank threw herself to the floor, curling up under her shield like a turtle; somehow this worked, the majority of the magical energy washing over her without harm. It still hit hard though. Staggering back to her feet with barely a quarter of her HP remaining, Fuyuko looked around at her compatriots. Many of them had also taken serious damage, but their numbers were still high. Allowing her fellow tanks to hold aggro for a while, she jogged back a few metres and signalled the healers for aid. Within seconds the green aura of healing magic infused the air and Fuyuko leaned on her shield heavily as the HP bar slowly refilled. It was her first time in this dungeon but she was damn sure that the boss wasn't meant to do that. Not that the details really mattered to her; once her health recovered she intended to get stuck in once more and play her role in the raid. Worrying about attack patterns was someone else's problem.	Furuya Manabu Fuyuko Standing in at barely 4"2" in game, Fuyuko is quite intentionally the smallest he could possibly be. Age 21 Gender Male Race Cait Sith Weapon of Choice Using a one-handed warhammer and tower shield in addition to heavy armour, Fuyuko is specced and kitted out to be a pure tank with only a handful of damage dealing abilities. When soloing he relies on his pet iguanodon Aoi to deliver the majority of his DPS. Magic Spells <<Tame Beast>> Cait Sith Racial Spell, attempts to tame targeted Beast type enemy. The chance of success depends both on the level of the player and the beast. Only one beast maybe tamed at a time. Channelled, 30 seconds. Personality Fuyuko is not what she seems. As one of the many male players to use a female avatar, Fuyuko is the personification of Manabu's easygoing personality and adult sense of humour. It probably helps that he is often drunk while playing and treats everyone to a positive, no-fucks given attitude and a sense of universal goodwill often forgotten in PvP online games. That isn't to say that he is a pacifist. Fuyuko loves nothing more than a good dungeon run, working the front lines as the most midgety tank in history. Despite his status as an... eccentric, Fuyuko is a well-meaning and generous young man, though he often hides this behind a veneer of dry humour and an almost tsundere degree of fuax denial. Skills <<One-handed Blunt Weapons>> <<Shields>> <<Heavy Metal Equipment>> <<Howl>> <<Drug Mixing>> <<Herbalism>> <<Familiar Recovery>> <<Familiar Communication>> <<Musical Instrument - Banjo>>
54,360	1,479	19	666	234	As the boss started to unleash his attack Arina had an arrow drawn back and ready to go. Just before she went to release it Shishirou came out of nowhere and grabbed onto her arm, effectively knocking her out of her concentration which sent her arrow flying in some random direction. Missing its target. "Ack-what are you doing?!" She called out at first. The initial jolt from the sudden grab made Arina forget about the coming magic pulse. Time seemed to slow down again as she looked over to the Boss when he unleashed the magic blast. Arina wrapped her arms around Shishirou as well as she tried to cover both of them from the blast. Shishirou was holding on for dear life it felt like, it must have felt the same for her. She didn't even realize she was holding on that tight. Once the dark magic faded and they were safe and neither her nor Shishirou took much or any damage. Arina let out a soft sigh as she watched Shishirou prepare for another charge at the beast. She also looked past her and saw all of the tanks and DPS players who couldn't block the blast effectively stand back up. She didn't see any more dead players so that was a good sign. "Give it hell too, Arina-chan!" That comment made Arina's ear twitch slightly and she sent a smile to the back of Shishirou's head as she ran off to attack the boss. "You bet." She said to herself as she drew another arrow back and took aim to let it hit her mark. As she was doing this she noticed something else. Now, she was sure she wasn't the only player that noticed this either...but one player appeared to be wielding the boss weapon and using it against him? Either that or Arina was just dreaming. Seeing that sight made Arina stop and just watch as the player took the cleaver and carved out a rather large chunk of damage from its health. Wait a minute...that player was a part of the same party as she was! She couldn't help but smile at his creativity. She was sure that weapon was a drop from the boss, but he wasn't dead yet so whatever worked. Now that the mass of decaying bodies was weaponless he was now on a different attack pattern. While the tanks continued to attack the boss and cause small damage something happened. The boss slowly lifted his giant caged head from looked at the tanks and DPS players directly below him and he looked off towards the back of the dungeon. He was looking right their healers. As if his AI knew what was going on. The boss let out another angry bellow which stagger another few players before he used his chained left arm to sweep players away in an arc. If one was caught in that arc they were effectively knocked back. But he wasn't finished. Next one of the tanks he hit with that arc for some reason drew his aggro and he moved over to where he lay on the ground and brought his left arm down in one massive punch. The player died of course, the boss still had no aggro on the tanks near him and instead he swept his arm in another arc, sending those who were trying to recover flying back even more. This time three players were killed as their bodies were thrown back into the dungeon wall. The mage leader from before entering the boss room watched in horror as this was happening. She was angry now. Obviously she was going to take her anger out on the tanks. "What are you doing?!" She screamed in anger at the tanks by the boss. "Hold his aggro! This boss isn't hard at all!" While it was true this boss was rather easy, something was wrong. His AI was...not wanting him to die. That might sound odd, as all boss and enemy AI would be like that. But it was as if the Boss knew what was at stake if he died. But if what just happened wasn't bad enough, the Boss was still not finished. He then shifted a rather quick glance back at the small group of healers who weren't paying attention to the boss but instead the various red and yellow health bars they had to get into the green. The boss raised his left arm and that same dark magic started to form on his body fingers. After a few seconds he slammed his hand into the ground and a small portal of dark magic just big enough for his hand to fit through was carved into the dungeon floor. Even though the boss was still taking damage he was just simply ignoring the tanks trying to hold his aggro. Which was something he wasn't supposed to do. The tank leader knew what was going on. He was baffled at this whole thing. He had fought numerous bosses but nothing like this had ever happened. He heard the comments made by the other leader and simply put an agitated look on his face. "Something's wrong!" he shouted loud enough for any player to hear him. He hoped the mage who called his fellow tanks out would hear that and see what he was talking about. Now then, the attack. Just as one could guess that same dark portal formed right under where the healers were standing and not but seconds later the large grotesque hand burst from the portal with such force, knocking the majority of the healers flying. Only about two of them were killed by the initial blast, but that's two healers down. After the portal closed the remaining healers kept trying to stand but they couldn't. Now the boss shifted his aggro back to the various tanks at his numerous feet. Only about three healers were able to contribute to the team the others were stuck on the ground, holding their eyes in pain. They had that same dark energy seeping from their eyes and it was blinding them. A status ailment notice popped above the affected healers' heads as well as by their names. "We can't see!" Or "I can't see! Purify me!" Or simply "Purify me!" Were all that the healers were saying. The boss seemed to let out a low chuckle as his job was done well. The surviving mages now had to make a choice. They could either continue healing the tanks and DPS players or they could purify their fellow healers so they could get back into the battle. But purifying would take some time...and what if another..thing happened! The boss reached his arms back and let out another low bellow but this time his bellow was interrupted by a sort of..glitch sound. As if someone had taken his sound and skipped a segment of the audio. He repeated the bellow and it was fine that time. His moveset was unaffected however. Next he brought his hands down in front of him on whoever was holding his aggro. He seemed to be back on his regular AI pattern. Slow and stupid. His health was very low. They needed to end this quickly due to their low amount of healers. The three or four healers who were still up and running were all tirelessly spouting spell names over and over again as they tried their best to keep HP bars up. It was a noticeable difference in healing. Arina had no idea what just happened. She was near the back at this point with a few other archers and mages as well as the healers. She decided to move up somewhat, all the while she was shooting arrows into the boss. She had never fought this boss before but she had a feeling something was up. Either that or this boss was had a super peculiar AI. The archer activated another skill and drew back her arrowless string and then three bright pink arrows with very broad tips appeared. Her adrenaline was pumping as this was way more action packed than she was expecting. She was able to calm herself enough to focus her shot and let her arrows fly. These broad bolts penetrated deep into the flesh of the Boss, causing slight bleeding. His HP was very close to be depleted. They had to end this.	Name: Rhett James In game Name: Arina Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Cait Sith SO WHEN I WAS MAKING MY APP MY COMPUTER WAS ALL, "NOPE. LOSE ALL YOUR PROGRESS. I LOST MY PICTURE SO NOW I'M ANGRY BECAUSE IT WAS HARD TO FIND. SO I QUIT AND RESORTED TO USING A PICTURE FROM MY PROFILE PICTURE BUT WHO CARES. CAUSE YOLO. Also..kind of copied Lennon here..don't hurt me! I just saw too much sausage coming up so.. reasons. Except in game his avatar won't actually have the same armor set up..obviously. Ariva's armor is a solid white all around and allows for quick movement. Also that picture doesn't have cat ears or a tail, but I'm sure we can just...imagine them there. Weapon of Choice: Bow and Arrow Personality: Rhett has been playing MMOs for as long as he can remember. Or..well when they actually became popular and available to him. When he found out about ALFheim online he was all over it. He created his female avatar because he is not one to care about what others think if they found he he was really a guy. All it is about is having fun in the game. It's not like he is going to meet the girl of his dreams playing a VRMMO right? So no reason to worry. That being said, he is one to really delve into character as soon as he logs in. He will only go by his name and really try his best to play the part. He made his character as a DPS and he takes pride in knowing the massive amounts of damage he can cause to bosses and enemies. He always prefers to fight with others and will always try to party up. He loves parties and having fun but he can get serious when it comes to dungeon raids and bosses. When in combat he prefers to keep quiet. But out of combat he is rather talkative. Magic: Cait Sith class skill: Beast Tame, Accuracy Buff Spell, Healing Buff Spell Skills: Acrobatics Woodcrafting Leather Equpiment Metal Refining Mediation
54,361	1,479	20	993	1,646	Shishirou stopped just before the boss brought its enormous hands down. The flying bodies of players were a sight to see, if it wasn't such a critical situation, maybe she'd be betting with her friends who goes the farthest. She shook her head, knowing that it was no time to be thinking about things like that. She saw Alex running around with the Boss's weapon, and hitting it with it. Oh, the irony. Well, she had to do her part too. She ran at the boss with all she had. She saw how it killed another player with a simple-minded, yet powerful fist to the... well, to the everything. A flame stood there, and Shishirou passed by it, her katana ready to slash at the boss. But she couldn't have expected the second attack of the boss, sweeping its arm on an arc. She was about to be caught up on it, but out of instinct, she decided to hold to the boss' arm. "Someone! Make it! Stop!" Shishirou felt sick, being swung around like that. It had been a bad idea, but at least she wasn't a flame by now. At times like this, she wondered why did she go for a speed build instead for a raw strength and defense one, like that, she wouldn't have been able to climb unto this guy's arm. It finally stopped after a while and Shishirou let go of it, falling to the ground on all fours. She was about to vomit, she felt like it. Luckily, the game didn't support that kind of feature. It'd be embarrassing if it did. She finally recovered and looked at the boss with desdain. Now it was personal. "You... you just aimed to kill me, right? So, that means you were trying to kill me... RIGHT!? Then.... whatever I do next is what you deserve... RIGHT!?" She ran at the boss like crazy. After that quote, she just had to kill the boss, or at least make sure someone form her party did. While the boss charged up its dark magic attack, Shishirou ran right next to its back and started slashing and dicing it as if there wasn't going to be a tomorrow. If it was a real katana, it probably would have already lost its edge. "Shineee! Shine, shine, shine, shine, shine, shine!" She shouted as her katana moved around. She put her katana over her shoulder again and charged the same attack from before, but this time, she tried to make the knaji for 'die' with the trail of flames. Unluckily, her sword skill turned off before she could finish. "Ah, I screwed up. Well, whatever. Fire is always good against zombies anyhow!..... Unless they catch on fire and start running after you. I hope this guy doesn't do that." She said, resting a bit and swiping the sweat off her forehead. The aggro of it was focused on someone else, so she could, at the very least, take a little rest. Until the boss started shouting. "W-What?" She covered her ears, but she still noticed the glitch sound. Wait, was all of those things from before just a glitch? Really? That was just... infuriating! Before, the boss seemed... intelligent, somehow, but now it went back to being just an AI swinging around against the player with the most aggro. Shishirou tilted her head at that fact, maybe it was in its programming? No, no, no time to think about those kinds of details. Right now, she needs to focus on the boss right before her, or she'll end up like the Spriggan in her team. She jumped back, and scanned the area. Her arm was still feeling numb from her attacks from before, or at least, it felt like it was. She looked at her team and saw Arina still shooting arrows at the boss. "Ah." she had seemingly remembered something. She put her hands around her mouth and started shouting at Arina. "Aim at its knees, Arina-chan! He won't be able to adventure anymore after that!" She said with a grin on her face, before turning around to the boss again. Well... it didn't seem to have any knees, now that looked at it. "Or... just aim to where the knees should be." She returned to action, slashing at the arm that was nearest to her. Maybe she could climb up its arm and land a hit on its head? It was worth a try, at the very least.	Name: Shishido Shiho In game name: Shishirou Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Pooka Weapon of Choice: Shiho prefers to compensate her now small stature by using a katana that is about the same size as her whole body. Magic Spells: Strength Buff Magic, Defense Buff Magic, Hit Point Buff Magic, Speed Buff Magic, well, you catch the drift, no? Also, the contraries of these ones that are debuffs. Personality: Shiho, in real life, is a big otaku with little to no friends. This is mainly because she acts indifferent to others more out of shyness than actually being cold. You see, Shiho has a height complex, given that she is taller than most of the girls she knows, and also some of the boys she has gotten to know. Though not extremely, mortally shy to the point of not being able to talk, it still is hard to get her talking at first, and most of the time she will just answer with simple hand or head motions, and mentioning her height will also take that out and she'll remain silent for the rest of the time you are around her. However, once she is used to you after some minutes, an hour tops, she'll start talking nonstop, making jokes and things of the like whenever she can. In ALO, given that her complex is eliminated because of her tiny avatar, she is, oh, so very talkative and hyper that it is hard to imagine her being quiet. She also likes to change her tone of voice and quote anime or video game characters from time to time, just for the fun of it, and she will also mark you as her best friend if you ever get at least one of her references. Skills: Katana Metal Equipment Battle Healing Parry Cooking Sprint Straining Tool Appraisal Musical Instrument - Violin
54,362	1,479	21	1,417	1,336	Alex was having quite a bit of fun. The huge butcher knife that the boss had used for a weapon was in his hands… For as long as the moderators didn’t find out about it. Alex probably wouldn’t be able to get out of the dungeon with it, but he could have a lot of fun with it for now. Hacking at the boss with it was very slow, but he did several people’s worth of damage with it in one shot, which would normally switch the boss’s aggro to him, but he backed up every shot so that he was safe. But Alex soon realised it wasn’t exactly thrilling to be safe, and it was getting boring. The novelty of picking up the boss’s weapon was wearing off fast. Eh, whatever. Alex said. May as well throw self-preservation out of the window to make it more interesting… Alex was about to charge the monstrous mass of corpses with the intention to deal as much damage as possible, but suddenly, the boss’s behaviour changed. The boss roared, knocking players back. Alex wisely stayed away, but the boss moved to a downed tank and slammed his fist down, killing the player. Alex watched as it killed several other players, stunned. It was showing completely different behaviour than before. The boss glanced at the healers in the back, and Alex sprang into action. It was obvious what the boss would do. He started hacking at it as hard as he could, trying to get its attention, but to no avail. The boss began to charge dark magic in one of its hands. It was ignoring the tanks and the DPS players. “Shit!” Alex cursed. Alex began whacking the boss unceremoniously, desperately trying to switch his attention, but to no avail. The boss continued targeting the healers, uncharacteristic of this particular boss. A dark portal opened close to Alex, in front of the boss’s fist. Alex glanced around, trying to find where it led, and saw another portal in front of the healers. Alex yanked the huge cleaver free of the boss’s unfeeling flesh. He had to do something. As the boss’s fist flew into the portal, Alex met its arm with the cleaver, skewing its trajectory slightly, but without enough force to cut it off. Alex was dragged forward with the force, but stopped just shy of the portal, cleaver embedded in the boss’s arm. For all of Alex’s effort, several people died and 3 healers were taken out of action with a strange debuff. Alex cursed again, dashing away as the boss roared. But Alex heard an odd glitch in his call, as if some part of it was removed. A glitch? Alex thought. No glitch could do this… The boss roared again, and this time, it was normal. Nevertheless, Alex stayed back cautiously. The boss was on very low health, but if they underestimated it, more people would die… Instead of reengaging, Alex dashed towards the downed healers, opening his inventory screen as he went along. He had a random assortment of collected potions, some rare, and there should be at least one of what he needed. Fortunately, Alex had 2 purification potions, and he quickly took one, slinging the butcher knife over his shoulder with one hand and grabbing the potion with the other. He'd gotten some from an event and had just left it in his inventory, putting it down as yet another item he would never use. As he neared the downed healers, he dropped the cleaver and grabbed the head of the nearest one, forcing the drink down their throats. They were quite rare, but Alex wouldn’t miss them. He didn’t need it right now. The liquid drained from the bottle, to Alex’s relief, and the darkness faded from the healer’s eyes. He let go and the healer spluttered, offering his thanks. Alex didn’t hear him as he had moved on to the next healer, forcing him to down the potion in a similar fashion. It was unfortunate that he only had 2, but he had to leave the last to the mercy of the other mages. Alex picked up the cleaver again and ran off to face the boss, stopping just out of range, lowering his cleaver in a ready position, ready to react to the unexpected. The boss had gone back to his previous move set and AI, but Alex watched on. The boss was focusing on the aggroing tanks again, but what was that earlier? It was strange. It wasn’t like the boss AI had glitched, it was more like it had been replaced. In fact, it was something Alex would do himself, if he was in the boss’s position. A game breaking bug? The AI seemed fully developed, as if it was for a different boss altogether. But that dark portal attack… He hadn’t fought the boss before, but he wasn’t sure that the attack which took out their healers was one that the boss had. It was clearly for targeted attacks, which was uncharacteristic of a boss who was slow and stupid. It just didn’t add up. If Alex put the pieces together, he could almost see a malevolent hand behind it. Of course, that would be ridiculous. But Alex couldn’t help thinking. Alex raised hoisted the cleaver over his shoulder and charged at the boss once again. It didn’t matter right now, it looked like the ‘glitch’ had passed. All he could do about it now was beat the boss and make a report about it later. Alex hacked at the boss’s torso, taking another chunk out of its quickly dwindling health, but with less gusto than he had before. Somehow, he was having a lot less fun than he thought he would at this stage. The mounting excitement from nearly defeating the boss, who would get the last hit, what they would get when they defeat it. Alex felt all those feelings, but they were overshadowed by a seemingly ungrounded sense of impending doom. It was like he knew something big would happen soon, and try as he might, Alex couldn’t get it out of his head.	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,363	1,479	22	1,417	1,336	-ignore this-	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,364	1,479	23	2,302	161	As the other players began recovering from the monster's sudden magic blast, what Athena saw next was so utterly unusual and peculiar that it made her stop in place. One of the Cait Sith players from her party had started attacking the boss monster's own cleaver weapon, which it had thrown away earlier. This was something that one could never expect to see outside the world of ALfheim Online - a fighter wielding a weapon that completely dwarfed their own size. Judging by the amount of HP that the player was doing entirely by themselves, what the maddeningly odd strategy lacked in elegance, it made up in brute force. As Athena shifted the weight of her sword in preparation to resume her assault on the boss monster, she noticed that it seemed no longer interested in the tanks and DPS players converging upon it. Instead, its gaze seemed fixed upon the healers standing behind them. Why would the monster's AI suddenly shift its attention towards non-combatants? With a sense of urgency, Athena looked to the unsuspecting healers who were in imminent danger of being attacked. "The boss's aggro is shifting towards the healers! Defend them at all costs, without them, we've already lost the battle!" Athena urgently called out to the players around her as she broke into a sudden dash to position herself between the boss and the healers, knowing she had only seconds to act before the tides of the battle suddenly shifted against them. If the healers were forced to defend themselves, they would be no longer able to support the tanks with their healing magic, and without the tanks, the battle was lost. Having reached the running speed required to activate her Sprint skill, Athena surged forward with incredible velocity, already drawing back her sword arm to intercept the boss's incoming attack. However, her sights were so focused on the healers she was trying to protect that she was caught unaware by the boss's sudden sweeping arm attack. With a sickening impact sensation, the massive arm struck her with such force that her vision had melted into a complete blur as she was thrown along with other players who were also caught by the attack. In the real world, being struck with such a force would have meant certain and instant death. As her character's body roughly landed and tumbled upon the stone floor, the HP meter in Athena's upper left corner of vision shot down with alarming speed into the yellow zone, only slowing to a stop as it dipped just past the 40% HP level. For what seemed to be an eternity, Athena lay on the floor, her mind left completely stunned by the unexpected brute-force attack. It was the boss's second attack that sent shuddering shockwaves through the ground that shook Athena out of her stunned state, forcefully reminding her that her character had not yet been killed, although the three Remain Lights that stood floating by her sides warned her that she had narrowly missed an untimely end. By the time she had recovered enough to force herself up to her feet, Athena realized that she was already far too late to prevent the boss's attack on the healers. Despite an unrelenting assault by the tanks and DPS players, the boss monster completely ignored their attacks and was already beginning its attacks on the healers through some kind of dark magic portal. Two of the healers were immediately killed by the monster's initial attack. No... no... no, I'm too late! Athena cried out in horror in her thoughts as she could only stand in shock at the horrific sight, the sword in her hand almost falling out of her grasp as she realized just how imminent their defeat was. She had completely failed in defending the healers, and because of her lack of battle awareness, she had just cost the lives of two healers. The three surviving healers were now disabled from a blindness status ailment. With only three or four surviving healers to support the tanks, the battle had no longer become a battle between two opposing sides - it had now become a slaughter waiting to happen. Glancing once again at the yellow HP bar fixed at 40% in her field of vision, Athena knew that her character was only one or two hits away from certain death, even with her shield to protect her. With no HP potions at her disposal and the surviving healers completely focused on maintaining the tanks' HP levels, she only had one choice left - to defeat the monster at whatever the cost, whatever the outcome. She wasn't going to stand idly by while the monster continued picking off the players one-by-one. Extending her index and middle finger together, Athena called up her character's Inventory menu, swiping through the Equipment interface with hurried speed. A finger tapped on the Rose Shield in her character's shield item slot, then swiped it to the Inventory menu, causing the shield on her left arm to vanish into fragments of light, melting away into nothingness. With her HP at such a low level, a shield wasn't going to protect her any further and she no longer had a use for it. Hastily withdrawing the last Mana Potion she had stored in her potion pouch, Athena gulped down the last of the blue liquid contained within the bottle, restoring her Mana levels to maximum. "It's now or never. We have to end this with one final push, don't let launch another strike. Do it now, attack!" Athena shouted out to everyone within hearing distance of her position, already breaking into a dash directly towards the boss monster, which had not yet focused its attention on her. As she began closing the distance, Athena took in a deep breath, her mind already recalling the incantations that she was about to cast. "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr.." Athena spoke, her voice unusually smooth and calm despite the maddening urgent thoughts rushing through her mind. With those words, the burning flame aura of the Berserk spell returned to envelope her character's body, further empowering her speed as her legs propelled her towards the boss. Immediately after finishing her incantation, Athena prepared to call on her second incantation, drawing her sword arm back in preparation for a powerful thrusting attack, her focused eyes already marking her target. "Ek hemta brenna aldrnari seiðr, hata allr órr andskoti!" With the Words of Power to the Flame Weapon spell spoken, a new aura grew and extended down the length of her longsword, completely enveloping the metal blade with a brightly-glowing magical flame, forcefully blown back by the sheer speed at which she bolted towards the boss. "This... ends... now!" Athena shouted with all the might in her voice, as she lifted up the sword with both hands, combining the speed and momentum of her body with the thrusting action of her sword into one singular attack on the boss, sending the flaming blade of her sword deep into the monster's body, skewering all of the corpses that it passed through. Upon contact with the blade's magical burning flame, the surrounding corpses of immediately burst into a conflagration that spread like wildfire through the rest of its body. In response to the sudden impalement, the boss monster roared out in pain and anguish, sending it into a wild frenzy that shook the entire room with a force resembling a devastating earthquake.	Name: Natsuki Kawaguchi In game name: Athena Age: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Race: Salamander Weapon of Choice: Longsword and Shield Item Effect: Invisible Weapon - Weapon is cloaked with invisibility effect when held. Magic Spells: Flame Weapon - A temporary self-cast buff that adds fire elemental damage to the user's weapon, creating a flaming visual effect on the weapon's blade. Words of Power: "Ek hemta brenna aldrnari seiðr, hata allr órr andskoti" ("I summon the burning fire enchantment, to destroy all our enemies") Berserk - A temporary self-cast buff that greatly increases the user's weapon damage and speed while also greatly increasing all damage taken. Healing potions have no effect while Berserk is active. While Berserk is active, a red flame aura visual effect appears around the user. Words of Power: "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr" ("I summon the strength of the berserk warrior") Nova - A powerful spell that knocks back and inflicts heavy fire damage within a moderate radius around the user. Extremely high mana cost and spell chanting time. Words of Power: "Ek bjóða brenna móðr uphiminn eða fold undir vega hvatvetna at bella standa inn minn syn. Hníga hverr helgrind eða frjáls hiti brenna jafnan" ("I call upon the burning wrath of the heavens above and the world below to smite everything that dares to stand in my sight. Open every gate of hell and let free the flame that burns for all eternity.") Personality: In the real world, Natsuki's quiet and reserved appearance makes it difficult to determine whether she has an actual personality. She rarely speaks unless directly spoken to, and even then, she tends to answer with a short sentence at most. In the world of ALfheim Online, Natsuki is much more bold and fearless, although she still has a tendency to choose her words carefully. Natsuki takes the game quite seriously, at times becoming so immersed with the game that she finds it difficult to distinguish between the virtual world of ALO and the real world. Amusingly, her serious attitude towards the game sometimes causes other players to suspect that she is an NPC. Skills: Sprint Parry Battle Healing Heavy Metal Armor Forging Heavy Metal Equipment
54,365	1,479	24	666	234	Just as Arina was going to take aim at this boss that seemed to be developing a mind of its own she heard the voice of Shishirou calling out to her. Due to her adrenaline pumping and her mind racing she actually took heed of her words and started to take aim at the many knees of the mass of bodies that was the boss. It wasn't seconds later that the cait sith archer stopped herself and actually lowered her bow in thought. "Why would I aim for the...oooohhh.." She caught the reference. She rubbed her face with her hand as she stifled laughter from what she just heard. She didn't know what to really laugh at. The fact that Shishirou actually said that or because she actually tried to aim for the knees. But anyways, back to causing damage. Arina went back to pelting the boss with as many arrows as she could let fly. The Boss's health was dropping rapidly and he was almost dead. His attack pattern had returned to normal as his AI either recovered...or accepted defeat. It just seemed different now. One of her party members had cured the debuffed healers so now they were back in the fight. Which was a blessing. The combined efforts of the various DPS players and Tanks holding the aggro of the boss inevitably brought his health down to zero. Once his health his that mark the boss threw his arms up in the sky and let out yet another loud bellow before swelling up and bursting into thousands of little crystal shards that quickly faded after a while. It seemed as if there was a collective sigh from the mass of players as many players started to sheath their weapons. Some even took a seat on the ground as they all started to breath heavily. The player base around the dungeon floor was rather quiet, besides the occasional congratulations from another player to another, no one was really talking. The healers were walking around to all the player flames in the battlefield and using their spells to bring them back to life. Arina put her bow on her back and did the same as most players and let her body relax. She heard a small ping and looked in front of her as a menu had popped up informing her that a few of her skills had increased and showed her the amount of experience she earned towards her total level and the amount of money she was awarded, as well as the loot she acquired. Her loot was rather dull looking to many players, but she liked it. She had acquired a bunch of materials or crafting, so she was happy about that. The archer then moved closer to where the boss was as that's where her party members were. The player body started to congregate where the boss was and voices started to fill the area where silence once was. "Hey guys," She started with a smile. She looked between the her various party members. "Good stuff out there! I don't think that-.." "I. Don't. Care. That was not supposed to happen." The tank elite player and the mage elite worked their way through the crowd and that comment caused Arina to stop speaking. "Come on. We killed him, isn't that all that matters?" The tank player stopped. "Did you not see how many players died during that? We almost had to wipe! I don't know about you but I don't stand for wiping. Plus, that Boss was glitched or something!" The mage scoffed at him. "Do you hear yourself right now? Glitched? No way. Who cares! The players that died are back alive now, everything is good." The tank let out a heavy sigh before bringing up his menu. "Maybe for you. But I'm contacting a GM and reporting what happened. I've fought this boss many times and 'that' has never happened..." With that the two players were out of earshot and they were gone. Arina crossed her arms over her chest and looked back to the party members she was around. "Well then.." She did actually agree with that tank player. Something..did seem off about that boss.. But now's not the time for that. Right? "So," Arina started with a small shake of her head to jog her memory. "We did it. What did you guys think about this?"	Name: Rhett James In game Name: Arina Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Cait Sith SO WHEN I WAS MAKING MY APP MY COMPUTER WAS ALL, "NOPE. LOSE ALL YOUR PROGRESS. I LOST MY PICTURE SO NOW I'M ANGRY BECAUSE IT WAS HARD TO FIND. SO I QUIT AND RESORTED TO USING A PICTURE FROM MY PROFILE PICTURE BUT WHO CARES. CAUSE YOLO. Also..kind of copied Lennon here..don't hurt me! I just saw too much sausage coming up so.. reasons. Except in game his avatar won't actually have the same armor set up..obviously. Ariva's armor is a solid white all around and allows for quick movement. Also that picture doesn't have cat ears or a tail, but I'm sure we can just...imagine them there. Weapon of Choice: Bow and Arrow Personality: Rhett has been playing MMOs for as long as he can remember. Or..well when they actually became popular and available to him. When he found out about ALFheim online he was all over it. He created his female avatar because he is not one to care about what others think if they found he he was really a guy. All it is about is having fun in the game. It's not like he is going to meet the girl of his dreams playing a VRMMO right? So no reason to worry. That being said, he is one to really delve into character as soon as he logs in. He will only go by his name and really try his best to play the part. He made his character as a DPS and he takes pride in knowing the massive amounts of damage he can cause to bosses and enemies. He always prefers to fight with others and will always try to party up. He loves parties and having fun but he can get serious when it comes to dungeon raids and bosses. When in combat he prefers to keep quiet. But out of combat he is rather talkative. Magic: Cait Sith class skill: Beast Tame, Accuracy Buff Spell, Healing Buff Spell Skills: Acrobatics Woodcrafting Leather Equpiment Metal Refining Mediation
54,366	1,479	25	926	775	The young is born from the ashes of its deceased parent. As the boss fell and the healers gained back their ability to heal. The young Spriggan known as Kite was resurrected from his grave. Whether he was to follow the path of a mighty bird who lit it self of fire is yet to be determined. Then again lighting one on fire was no different than intentionally taking a giant cleaver to the chest in an attempt to not fight a battle that he was not meant to be part of. When Kite was brought back from the dead he appeared as if he was lying down to take a nap. With a big yawn the Spriggan stood up and asked. "Did we win?" With a completely clueless look on his face. Then a few of the tanks from his guild who lasted the battle came up to make fun of him because he was one of the first players to go down. With that Kite brushed off the various lucky noobs, as he called them behind their backs. It wasn't that Kite was too proud to be mocked by someone who lived because of how much armor they brought with them bt it did become rather irritating. Then the Spriggan wandered over to some of the stronger players complaining about the boss. It was too strong and everyone died because of a glitch. "Report it to the admins?" Kite asked in a mocking face. "You know you cannot exactly consider yourself a decent player if your going to complain about every hit point you take. Oh yeah and if I were administration I would probably make every boss continuously harder if too many people are able to CK it." Kite stated to the group of complainers. As Kite was finishing that up the leader of his Guild came out of the crowd a and added, "Kite, those are big words for someone who went down easier than most in this battle. In fact I don't think I saw you kill a single monster in this dungeon." The man stated. With that Kite just walked away while whistling. It wasn't going to look pretty if he started a scene about hating his Guild Leader right here. As for the conversation he did sort of give up because he also felt that this dungeon was going to be easy pudding to clear. Those leaders did have a point because Kite could clearly see that boss was glitched from his dead flame. If Kite knew that was possible then he might have stayed in the battle. Besides he hoped that his comments would stick with some players because he wanted a crack at a glitched out boss and kill it while it is glitched. With that thought Kite started to walk towards the exit.	Name: Takashi Klouda In game name: Kite Age: 15 Gender: Male Appearance: Race: Spriggan Curved Blade Sword Magic Spells: Transformation Magic Illusion Replica Magic Personality: Takashi is a flexible person. He tends to be outgoing up front but he keeps a cautious eye on most people. He is hesitant to put complete trust in anyone because he was always taught to only trust family. This carries over to ALO because he tends to not trust other races as much as his own. In battle he tends to take an analytically perspective of his foe over actual fighting. He tends to be the fighter who blocks first to judge his opponents sword speed and cut them down afterwards. As far as battle preferences go he would rather fight without magic but isn't against using it to survive. Skills: Hiding Picking Sprint Searching Straining Battle Skills: One-Handed Curve Blade Leather Equipment Battle Healing Parry
54,367	1,479	26	2,302	161	The boss monster flailed about wildly, roaring wildly in pained anguish as the thin sliver of red color from its last HP bar finally disappeared. As the monster struggled with futile efforts, Athena's heels dug into the ground as she forced her flaming sword deeper into the monster's flesh, sealing its fate as it exploded into countless shards of light. Athena was so intent on ending the monster's existence that she still hadn't moved an inch from her sword-thrusting pose, taking several moments for her mind to fully comprehend the monster's death. It's over... it's finally over. Athena thought to herself, not realizing she was breathing heavily until she fully regained her senses. How long had she and the other players been fighting the boss? Half an hour? Several hours? She had been so deeply immersed with the battle that she had lost all sense of the passage of time. Returning her sword to its scabbard, Athena looked around the room, it seemed so much larger than she remembered it to be, now that the boss monster that once occupied it had been eliminated, leaving behind the dungeon raid group. While most of the players were now busy manipulating game menus and checking the loot they had gained from the boss, the healers busied themselves by healing everyone who had suffered HP losses during the battle and reviving those who had fallen. Athena then noticed that a popup window had appeared to her side, notifying her of several character stat increases she had earned from the battle, as well as one single item in the Loot Items window. A single item? Athena's brows furrowed in disappointment. After that intense battle, only a single item was distributed to her? Shaking her head in reluctant acceptance at her reward, Athena moved to tap a finger on the Loot Items window, opening another window to reveal the item that had been awarded to her. The item description window revealed what appeared to be an elegantly-designed silver sword with intricately arranged curving designs along its length. According to the item description, the sword's name was Wraithslayer. Judging by the weapon's name, it was possible that this was a "unique" weapon. However, what was most unusual about the sword was that it appeared to have been forged from a single bar of metal, having no seams or joints along its perfectly-smooth surfaces. The numerical statistics of the weapon weren't overly impressive, although it was slightly better than the sword she already had, but one small detail on the item description window caught her eye. Item Effect: Invisible Weapon? Athena thought to herself in puzzlement as she read the text displayed on the window, at the bottom of the weapon's numerical statistics list. Curious, she tapped on the sword's image in the window, causing the ornate silvery sword to materialize in the air before her. Athena could not help but pause in admiration at the sword's utterly beautiful design. No swordsmith, whether it be in the real world or ALfheim Online, could ever have dreamed to create a weapon as beautiful as the one that was before her. Reaching out with her hand to grasp at the sword's grip, the sword by her side vanished and returned to her character's storage as the system registered her possession of a new weapon. As soon as her hand wrapped around the sword's grip, the sword's blade lightly shimmered, then a wave of distortion washed over the blade from hilt to blade tip, enveloping the weapon with a sheath of the Invisibility effect. Now, the only proof of the sword's existence was the undeniable weight she felt in her grasp. "What a strange effect for a weapon. How on earth can a sword like this be practical in combat?" Athena wondered out loud to herself as she began to slowly move the invisible weapon in her hands, getting a feel of the weapon's weight as she made careful sweeping motions with the sword's blade. The blade was surprisingly light compared to most swords, which made the balance feel rather strange. Without fully comprehending the dimensions and length of a sword's blade, such a weapon was highly impractical to use in actual sword combat. With only the feeling of the sword's weight, it would be highly difficult to achieve precision strikes with the weapon. However, such a weapon would prove highly difficult to defend against, something that could prove useful in the future. Deciding to keep the peculiar sword, Athena carefully sheathed the weapon into her scabbard. Sheathing a sword that she could not see was something she would have to get used to doing. As soon as her hand lifted up from the sword, the weapon's silvery grip and pommel reappeared. At least drawing out the sword wasn't going to be difficult. Athena then closed the opened inventory windows before her with broad sweep of her hand. In the distance, the raid group's lead tank and mage players were in a heated argument about the outcome of the boss battle. "Did you not see how many players died during that? We almost had to wipe! I don't know about you but I don't stand for wiping. Plus, that Boss was glitched or something!" "Do you hear yourself right now? Glitched? No way. Who cares! The players that died are back alive now, everything is good." "Maybe for you. But I'm contacting a GM and reporting what happened. I've fought this boss many times and 'that' has never happened..." "What are you two complaining for? As raid group leaders, you should be more concerned about your failure to lead properly and anticipate unexpected events in a battle situation. You may have fought this boss many times, but that is no excuse to become complacent and lazy as a raid leader. A competent leader should be prepared for whatever happens and accept their own failures." Athena interjected in annoyance and disapproval at the quarreling elite players, turning away from them as she finished speaking. As she turned, she could hear the two players mutter something back in response, but she ignored their words. They were irrelevant, she wasn't ever planning joining another raid group with those two players. "So. We did it. What did you guys think about this?" Asked Arina, one of the Cait Sith players in her party, who seemed somewhat pleased about the loot she had received from the boss battle. "That was one intense battle that could have gone either way, I can't say I've ever faced a boss quite like that. We're very fortunate that the battle turned in our favor today." Athena responded with a sigh of relief, the adrenaline rush from the fierce battle had not yet washed away. "That boss seemed to have a very unusual AI though. I've never encountered any monster that was able to suddenly shift aggro to supporting healers. It was almost as if it was able to break free of its usual programmed patterns and think for itself for a while. I'm sure it's just nothing though. Maybe the game designers added in a bit of behavior randomization to give players a challenge." Athena commented, deciding abruptly to finish her words by brushing off the strange AI behavior as nothing but a designer's bright idea after realizing how absurd her thoughts must have sounded.	Name: Natsuki Kawaguchi In game name: Athena Age: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Race: Salamander Weapon of Choice: Longsword and Shield Item Effect: Invisible Weapon - Weapon is cloaked with invisibility effect when held. Magic Spells: Flame Weapon - A temporary self-cast buff that adds fire elemental damage to the user's weapon, creating a flaming visual effect on the weapon's blade. Words of Power: "Ek hemta brenna aldrnari seiðr, hata allr órr andskoti" ("I summon the burning fire enchantment, to destroy all our enemies") Berserk - A temporary self-cast buff that greatly increases the user's weapon damage and speed while also greatly increasing all damage taken. Healing potions have no effect while Berserk is active. While Berserk is active, a red flame aura visual effect appears around the user. Words of Power: "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr" ("I summon the strength of the berserk warrior") Nova - A powerful spell that knocks back and inflicts heavy fire damage within a moderate radius around the user. Extremely high mana cost and spell chanting time. Words of Power: "Ek bjóða brenna móðr uphiminn eða fold undir vega hvatvetna at bella standa inn minn syn. Hníga hverr helgrind eða frjáls hiti brenna jafnan" ("I call upon the burning wrath of the heavens above and the world below to smite everything that dares to stand in my sight. Open every gate of hell and let free the flame that burns for all eternity.") Personality: In the real world, Natsuki's quiet and reserved appearance makes it difficult to determine whether she has an actual personality. She rarely speaks unless directly spoken to, and even then, she tends to answer with a short sentence at most. In the world of ALfheim Online, Natsuki is much more bold and fearless, although she still has a tendency to choose her words carefully. Natsuki takes the game quite seriously, at times becoming so immersed with the game that she finds it difficult to distinguish between the virtual world of ALO and the real world. Amusingly, her serious attitude towards the game sometimes causes other players to suspect that she is an NPC. Skills: Sprint Parry Battle Healing Heavy Metal Armor Forging Heavy Metal Equipment
54,368	1,479	27	2,302	161	(Double post...)	Name: Natsuki Kawaguchi In game name: Athena Age: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Race: Salamander Weapon of Choice: Longsword and Shield Item Effect: Invisible Weapon - Weapon is cloaked with invisibility effect when held. Magic Spells: Flame Weapon - A temporary self-cast buff that adds fire elemental damage to the user's weapon, creating a flaming visual effect on the weapon's blade. Words of Power: "Ek hemta brenna aldrnari seiðr, hata allr órr andskoti" ("I summon the burning fire enchantment, to destroy all our enemies") Berserk - A temporary self-cast buff that greatly increases the user's weapon damage and speed while also greatly increasing all damage taken. Healing potions have no effect while Berserk is active. While Berserk is active, a red flame aura visual effect appears around the user. Words of Power: "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr" ("I summon the strength of the berserk warrior") Nova - A powerful spell that knocks back and inflicts heavy fire damage within a moderate radius around the user. Extremely high mana cost and spell chanting time. Words of Power: "Ek bjóða brenna móðr uphiminn eða fold undir vega hvatvetna at bella standa inn minn syn. Hníga hverr helgrind eða frjáls hiti brenna jafnan" ("I call upon the burning wrath of the heavens above and the world below to smite everything that dares to stand in my sight. Open every gate of hell and let free the flame that burns for all eternity.") Personality: In the real world, Natsuki's quiet and reserved appearance makes it difficult to determine whether she has an actual personality. She rarely speaks unless directly spoken to, and even then, she tends to answer with a short sentence at most. In the world of ALfheim Online, Natsuki is much more bold and fearless, although she still has a tendency to choose her words carefully. Natsuki takes the game quite seriously, at times becoming so immersed with the game that she finds it difficult to distinguish between the virtual world of ALO and the real world. Amusingly, her serious attitude towards the game sometimes causes other players to suspect that she is an NPC. Skills: Sprint Parry Battle Healing Heavy Metal Armor Forging Heavy Metal Equipment
54,369	1,479	28	1,417	1,336	The boss’s cry heralded its death, and the end of the boss fight. Many players cheered, but Alex was left feeling a little empty. He extracted the ridiculously sized cleaver from the rapidly disappearing flesh of the boss’s now deceased form. And that was the problem, whatever he did in the game, it didn’t amount to anything. Destruction ultimately amounted to a whole lot of mess, and while the mess might provide its own cathartic satisfaction, destruction didn’t leave mess in Alfheim online. Therein lay the problem. A window popped up indicating the increase in his straight sword skill, leather armour, acrobatics, sprint and familiar communication skills. An increase he didn’t care about. He flicked the window out of existence and it was immediately replaced by another screen, this time displaying the items he’d received. He’d received two weapons, the boss’s cleaver and a… zombie arm. Yeah… The boss cleaver was quite good. Flesh render was its name. No special abilities, but better than his in every way. It can’t really stab, though. Alex noted. Alex equipped it, and as expected, the giant cleaver in his hands shrunk until it was a little bigger than a normal great sword. However, a warning sign showed up. Damn, I don't have enough strength for it. Alex thought. He put it into his inventory and took a look at the zombie arm. It was called unarmed combat. “Ha ha.” Alex said humourlessly. Of course they would add something like this. A zombie arm called unarmed combat. It was actually quite decent. It was a 1 handed weapon that was affected by your unarmed skill, increasing its damage by using both the unarmed and the one handed mace skills. It could turn into a powerful weapon, assuming it found the right user. So he should probably sell it or something. Alex took it out of his inventory and held it, swinging it around. It was lighter than he was used to, but it moved like a normal hand. Or at least, he thought it did. He wouldn’t really know, he’d never seen a dead body before. He had some fun swinging it around, but put it back in his inventory. Unfortunately for him, the entertainment value of his new zombie arm slowly faded down, and he realised that he was kind of bored. And it would likely only get worse unless he found something he wanted to do. Alex opened up the system and began writing up a report to the game masters. He didn’t really pay attention to the words, because in the end, he was practically nit-picking. That said, it deserved a report. Dear GMs. Today, we fought a boss – the one that was made up of corpses. I forgot its name. He wrote. Alex was easily bored. He didn’t go to school anymore, but he didn’t have any aspirations in life. He lives life to live, because that’s a good thing, but he doesn’t have much fun with it. At some point in time, the boss activated his dark magic, but several veteran players noted that it was earlier than usual. He continued. What made people happy in life? It was something he didn’t really know. His life was good, his family was good. He had likes and dislikes, good relations. But he couldn’t find something to keep him occupied. His attention shifted from thing to thing. Games, books, TV shows. Sometimes he’d stop reading a book halfway through because he knew exactly what would happen. And that was a problem. Then, at another point, the boss’s AI changed. It was similar to sentience. It used a powerful knockback attack followed with a slam to kill several players at once. Then it began targeting the healers. Maybe instead of spending time in VRMMO’s, he should do something productive. Like go to university, or get a job. Become a space pirate. Anything. Anything to relieve the boredom. And preferably something that’ll be seen by his children, and his grandchildren. All of his descendants. Something that would be a testament to his great mediocrity for all to see. Assuming he had children, grandchildren or descendants at all. It was kind of alright in the end, but you should probably look into it. He finished. He thought for a second. Also, I don’t know if it was intentional, but I picked up its cleaver and started dealing huge damage. He added. He thought for another second and erased it. That was something interesting, short-lived as it was, and he didn’t want them to patch it out. At any rate, there was nothing Alex could keep doing forever. He would get bored of it really fast, and he never felt any measure of investment in something, once he'd squeezed out every last drop of fun he could get. He wanted something to keep him interested. Something refreshing, or exciting. Maybe he could learn some magic, or he could give original skills a go. The message went something like this: RE: This is a message. It concerns a glitch, so it's kind of important. Dear GMs. Today, we fought a boss – the one that was made up of corpses. I forgot its name. At any rate, it glitched out during the fight and I’m pretty sure you should look at it. So, the fight went something like this: When it started, the tanks drew its attention while the DPS beat the crap out of it. Standard strategy, whatever. One thing to note was that while the boss design is interesting, it’s pretty much just a brute that has some dark magic and is pretty boring. There was this one cool magic, but I’ll talk about it later. Anyway, at some point in time, the boss activated his dark magic, but several veteran players noted that it was earlier than usual. Still, it was pretty much standard procedure after that. Then, at another point, the boss’s AI changed. It was similar to sentience. It used a powerful knockback attack followed with a slam to kill several players at once. Then it began targeting the healers, as if it knew what was going on. The boss made a portal out of dark magic and hit the healers through it, which is cool as hell. But also annoying because the ones who didn’t die got a debuff which made their eyes radiate dark energy, which was blinding them and appeared to be distressing them (there was no loss of health, however). The status effect had something to do with purification. The names of the debuffs on each person were varied, but were usually some take on ‘I’m blind’, or ‘purify me.’ I don’t know if he could actually do that or if was a glitch, but I want that spell. Seriously, tell me how to get it. At any rate, the boss roared after it hit the healers, but it skipped a segment or something so it sounded weird. Then it roared again, normally this time, and returned back to normal. Totally killed the mood, though. I count around 3 possible glitches. 4 if you include the dark portal he may or may not have (I haven’t fought the boss before, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ). It was kind of alright in the end, but you should probably look into it. Alex hit the send button and stretched a little. It wasn’t a big thing for him, the glitch. That said, it might be big for someone else, and that wasn’t exactly a great thing. As he stopped concentrating, some conversation filtered into his attention. "You know, you can’t exactly consider yourself a decent player if you’re going to complain about every hit point you take. Oh yeah, and if I were administration I would probably make every boss continuously harder if too many people are able to CK it." His freshly revived spriggan party member (Kite) said. “They wouldn’t make money like that, you know.” Alex said idly, yawning after he said it. He noticed that the group leaders were arguing, likely about the glitch that happened. But before he could throw in his two cents, another of his party members spoke up. "What are you two complaining for? As raid group leaders, you should be more concerned about your failure to lead properly and anticipate unexpected events in a battle situation. You may have fought this boss many times, but that is no excuse to become complacent and lazy as a raid leader. A competent leader should be prepared for whatever happens and accept their own failures." Their salamander shield-bearing swordswoman said (Athena). “Now, now.” Alex said. “You should remember that this is a game. Fighting the boss multiple times is a great excuse to become complacent and lazy, because games run on patterns. And besides, a game is supposed to be fair, especially an MMO. They wouldn’t have something like that without telegraphing it first.” Thankfully, their cat archer spoke up. "So," She (Arina) said. "We did it. What did you guys think about this?" Alex thought for a bit. It was kind of easy at the start, but then he did the jump-onto-its-head-and-stab-it-repeatedly thing, which was great. Then the boss threw his cleaver, which missed Alex by barely anything, which he also later picked up. That was also great. But as he mentioned before, the glitch was a real mood killer, and that was all he could think about for the last part of the fight, which was about as mediocre as the start. This all boiled down to one statement which he tended to use an awful lot. Alex shrugged and gave his answer. “It was alright, I guess.” He replied.	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,370	1,479	29	993	1,646	Shishirou tried to climb the wall of corpses that was the monster, to no avail, but she was still out of its range and didn't have its aggro on her, so she at least had that going for her. She was a little confused as to what to do next. Keep hitting it with her sword just as she had done before? Try and do something innovative with her wings? Before she could reach a satisfying conclusion, the monster shouted yet again and she knew it was about to be killed. "Wah! No, wait! I want to kill it! I can't NOT kill it after quoting Shizuo like that!" It was inevitable, though. The boss was just in the brink of disappearing. Someone else had gotten the last hit bonus, but she could damn well try. With a quick thrust, she stuck her katana on the boss' flesh, just before it disappeared. "Ei!" The boss then disappeared. No last hit bonus, but at the very least, she was satisfied with the result. She walked happily to where everyone else was, thinking just how much fun it had been battling that boss. It really seemed intelligent for a bit there. Maybe it was intelligent? Oh, well, who cares? He'll respawn after a few minutes, hours perhaps, so it's not like they 'killed' something intelligent. As she approached the group that was fighting, she couldn't help but curiously see them with a baffled expression. "Um, guys? It's a GAME. Glitch or not, don't you think it was really fun? Kinda like, the glitch made it twice harder to beat than normal, no? Isn't that, like, REALLY exciting! If you don't think so..." With an slightly sarcastic smile on her face, Shishirou couldn't keep the next words in her mouth. "Then what the hell are you doing here, playing a game? Aren't these kinds of things made for this?" Then, she heard the Spriggan in her party speak up too. Well, he was right about what he was saying. "Yeah, what he said!" She said, pointing at him with a big smile on her face. She then turned back with a happy look on her face. She seemed proud of something, probably of herself. 'I was assertive, wasn't I? I know I was! Hehe!' Shishirou then walked all the way to where the others in her party were gathering, not too far from where the raid leaders were, but anyhow. She got to hear T1m and Athena, and decided to raise her opinion too, simple-minded as it was. "If they told you about every little change they did, my mail would positively be in the border of exploding anytime now. Besides, it adds to the element of surprise! Maybe we got to saw what the boss will act like in the next update 'cause of that glitch! Do you really mind it that much if the game isn't fair?" Before anymore witty comments could be made, though, Arina asked something. "Any game becomes boring if it lacks thrills! As said by a certain butler, I think the same. The boss was really fun to fight. I'd fight a glitchy boss like that anytime, any day. I'd take him with less chained corpses on, though." The chained corpses boss was several times better than her boring everyday, though. College life wasn't as exciting for her as she had heard before. The 'Party now, study later' she had heard of was a lie, like the cake. Still, given that her area of expertise was around these programming things, she too had to raise an opinion on the IA of the boss. "She is right, though.... The IA was really unusual. For a while there, it really seemed to believe that it should preserve itself, even over the users.... Not cool, man, not cool."	Name: Shishido Shiho In game name: Shishirou Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Pooka Weapon of Choice: Shiho prefers to compensate her now small stature by using a katana that is about the same size as her whole body. Magic Spells: Strength Buff Magic, Defense Buff Magic, Hit Point Buff Magic, Speed Buff Magic, well, you catch the drift, no? Also, the contraries of these ones that are debuffs. Personality: Shiho, in real life, is a big otaku with little to no friends. This is mainly because she acts indifferent to others more out of shyness than actually being cold. You see, Shiho has a height complex, given that she is taller than most of the girls she knows, and also some of the boys she has gotten to know. Though not extremely, mortally shy to the point of not being able to talk, it still is hard to get her talking at first, and most of the time she will just answer with simple hand or head motions, and mentioning her height will also take that out and she'll remain silent for the rest of the time you are around her. However, once she is used to you after some minutes, an hour tops, she'll start talking nonstop, making jokes and things of the like whenever she can. In ALO, given that her complex is eliminated because of her tiny avatar, she is, oh, so very talkative and hyper that it is hard to imagine her being quiet. She also likes to change her tone of voice and quote anime or video game characters from time to time, just for the fun of it, and she will also mark you as her best friend if you ever get at least one of her references. Skills: Katana Metal Equipment Battle Healing Parry Cooking Sprint Straining Tool Appraisal Musical Instrument - Violin
54,371	1,479	30	1,352	2,464	For Fuyuko, the remainder of the battle was a blur of attack cycles and hiding under her giant shield, punctuated by bouts of confusion as the boss acted outside of it's normal action patterns. The details of what it was doing were lost on her, busy as Fuyuko was with balancing aggro; her armour and shield afforded her sufficient protection that she could effectively ignore any AOE attacks not specifically aimed at herself. It could make long battles almost boring, especially once one got over the thrill of a VR fight. And so in stark contrast to the hot-blooded DPS players around her, Fuyuko spent the last hair-raising moments fending off attacks with a dull, grey expression, her thoughts drifting to the possibility of fixing some dinner IRL. When the boss finally fell, it was to the sound of a bored sigh and the tapping of holographic buttons as she unequipped her shield and dismissed Aoi. At least the other players had enjoyed themselves she noted, walking over to the rest of her newfound party. 'Actually I agree with him; a bug in a virtual reality game is a damn sight more serious than you might think. Corrupted code could screw anything up. Anything.' Her opinion was in the minority though, Fuyuko noted with a wan smile. Most of the others were ambivalent toward the glitch, even pleased; it may have made the battle more exciting for them she reasoned, even if it hadn't improved the tanks' experience. She leant up against a convenient wall as the others debated, drawing a pack of <Low Grade Tobacco> from a pocket; smoking in ALO required one to release their maturity filters, but once unlocked was almost as good as the real thing. She knew she'd be dying for a real fag when she logged out, but for the moment it was a great placebo. After lighting up her rollie and waiting for Shirou to say her piece, Fuyuko spoke up. 'Advanced AI is all well and good, and I wholeheartedly approve of making these fights less of a grind. But a full-blown glitched-out boss on a top of the market VRMMORPG? That's the kinda stuff that kills companies. But feck it; why don't we move on, maybe kill something less bugged up?'	Furuya Manabu Fuyuko Standing in at barely 4"2" in game, Fuyuko is quite intentionally the smallest he could possibly be. Age 21 Gender Male Race Cait Sith Weapon of Choice Using a one-handed warhammer and tower shield in addition to heavy armour, Fuyuko is specced and kitted out to be a pure tank with only a handful of damage dealing abilities. When soloing he relies on his pet iguanodon Aoi to deliver the majority of his DPS. Magic Spells <<Tame Beast>> Cait Sith Racial Spell, attempts to tame targeted Beast type enemy. The chance of success depends both on the level of the player and the beast. Only one beast maybe tamed at a time. Channelled, 30 seconds. Personality Fuyuko is not what she seems. As one of the many male players to use a female avatar, Fuyuko is the personification of Manabu's easygoing personality and adult sense of humour. It probably helps that he is often drunk while playing and treats everyone to a positive, no-fucks given attitude and a sense of universal goodwill often forgotten in PvP online games. That isn't to say that he is a pacifist. Fuyuko loves nothing more than a good dungeon run, working the front lines as the most midgety tank in history. Despite his status as an... eccentric, Fuyuko is a well-meaning and generous young man, though he often hides this behind a veneer of dry humour and an almost tsundere degree of fuax denial. Skills <<One-handed Blunt Weapons>> <<Shields>> <<Heavy Metal Equipment>> <<Howl>> <<Drug Mixing>> <<Herbalism>> <<Familiar Recovery>> <<Familiar Communication>> <<Musical Instrument - Banjo>>
54,372	1,479	31	666	234	Arina stayed quiet as she listened to a few of her fellow party members retort to the two guild leaders who were arguing earlier. It looked as if some of their words pierced them as the two actually stopped and listened. But the tank, who was the one who was going to file the complain, still had his menu up and had a small message typed up. The words made him stop and examine his message. In the end the words were to no avail as he turned and gave them a could shoulder and continued typing his message. Now the rest of the small party had arrived and they were beginning to converse and respond to Arina's question. It seemed all of them noted the strange behavior with the boss, like she did. So she wasn't just imagining it. It certainly was different, but she didn't know how to respond. That was her first time fighting that boss so she couldn't really form a solid consensus about what to think. Something was for certain however, the AI of that boss, be it ever updating and advancing or glitchy, was definitely different. The small party seemed to be disagreeing about what they thought. Some were happy about its AI being like that, while the minority were saying that they AI shouldn't be that way. Arina had to agree with the minority here. "I have to agree with Fuyuko. But," She held her hand up in suspense..for emphasis. "I don't want to get into any debate here. I'm all for fun boss fights, but not boss fights that cause you to die or even wipe due to some coding error." The archer gave a small shrug and shifted her bow in her back a bit as it had fallen down slightly when she raised her hand...for emphasis earlier. A few players were now teleporting out and those that were staying around were still speaking or starting a trade up to trade the loot they received. Then an idea came to Arina's mind. "Oh! By the way!" She started with a small squeak and then what sounded like a small meow to fit her nature. "I don't know what all loot you guys got but if it's a weapon and you would like it improved or enchanted then talk to me! I'm kind of the number one crafter in this game." She sent a wink to all of them before crossing her arms over her chest. She did have high smithing and crafting skills, and she liked to boast about it. "I'm kidding by the way. Well..about the latter. I really can improve your weapons...that part is true." Arina gave a few awkward coughs in an attempt to just try and make the air less..awkward. She wasn't the only Cait Sith here.. The archer then brought up her menu again and went over to the party section and saw all of their names. She clicked on them each one by one and sent them all a friend request. Once she was done she closed her menu with a swipe of her hand and looked up to each of them as she started to teeter on her feet. "Since we are..done here I'm we are all going to go our separate ways. And I like you guys..so. Friends! But, I know that I am going to head to my shop in Cait Sith territory to deposit some things and then I'm logging off for the night. Pretty sure my dinner is now a crisp...seeing as how that boss fight was longer than I was exepecting. But..oh well. So, maybe we can all play together again sometime? I like to think we make a good party." Arina stopped teetering on her heels as she was sure it was making them slightly uneasy. Great impression you got going on there. The archer then awkwardly stood there as she waited for responses.	Name: Rhett James In game Name: Arina Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Cait Sith SO WHEN I WAS MAKING MY APP MY COMPUTER WAS ALL, "NOPE. LOSE ALL YOUR PROGRESS. I LOST MY PICTURE SO NOW I'M ANGRY BECAUSE IT WAS HARD TO FIND. SO I QUIT AND RESORTED TO USING A PICTURE FROM MY PROFILE PICTURE BUT WHO CARES. CAUSE YOLO. Also..kind of copied Lennon here..don't hurt me! I just saw too much sausage coming up so.. reasons. Except in game his avatar won't actually have the same armor set up..obviously. Ariva's armor is a solid white all around and allows for quick movement. Also that picture doesn't have cat ears or a tail, but I'm sure we can just...imagine them there. Weapon of Choice: Bow and Arrow Personality: Rhett has been playing MMOs for as long as he can remember. Or..well when they actually became popular and available to him. When he found out about ALFheim online he was all over it. He created his female avatar because he is not one to care about what others think if they found he he was really a guy. All it is about is having fun in the game. It's not like he is going to meet the girl of his dreams playing a VRMMO right? So no reason to worry. That being said, he is one to really delve into character as soon as he logs in. He will only go by his name and really try his best to play the part. He made his character as a DPS and he takes pride in knowing the massive amounts of damage he can cause to bosses and enemies. He always prefers to fight with others and will always try to party up. He loves parties and having fun but he can get serious when it comes to dungeon raids and bosses. When in combat he prefers to keep quiet. But out of combat he is rather talkative. Magic: Cait Sith class skill: Beast Tame, Accuracy Buff Spell, Healing Buff Spell Skills: Acrobatics Woodcrafting Leather Equpiment Metal Refining Mediation
54,373	1,479	32	926	775	Two Heads are Greater than One That was what passed through Kite's mind as he notice a friend request pop up in front of him as he was leaving. It was never his forte to join parties because in most cases they usually slowed him down on quests. But when he thought back to the battle he observed it was pretty entertaining. There was an archer who seemed to be a decent sniper; then another one had the nerve to pick up a boss weapon and bash its head in with it; then there was little barbie who took the boss head on with her hammer and shield; then they had a salamander who fought with a flaming sword; Then there was the tiny thing who jumped on top of people to score some easy hits. It could be entertaining in the least to meet up with some people who knew how to fight. Kite clicked the accept icon. After that he quickly made his way out of he dungeon. He thought it would be pointless to waste a teleport just to get back to his town. Especially if he was going to spend another hour online to grind tonight. The Spriggan made his way out of the cave and pulled out his compass. It wasn't really anything useful but it had the cardinal directions on it. He began to venture southeast from the dungeon on his journey home. Since he wasted a great amount of time with no real gain.	Name: Takashi Klouda In game name: Kite Age: 15 Gender: Male Appearance: Race: Spriggan Curved Blade Sword Magic Spells: Transformation Magic Illusion Replica Magic Personality: Takashi is a flexible person. He tends to be outgoing up front but he keeps a cautious eye on most people. He is hesitant to put complete trust in anyone because he was always taught to only trust family. This carries over to ALO because he tends to not trust other races as much as his own. In battle he tends to take an analytically perspective of his foe over actual fighting. He tends to be the fighter who blocks first to judge his opponents sword speed and cut them down afterwards. As far as battle preferences go he would rather fight without magic but isn't against using it to survive. Skills: Hiding Picking Sprint Searching Straining Battle Skills: One-Handed Curve Blade Leather Equipment Battle Healing Parry
54,374	1,479	33	1,417	1,336	Alex considered the friend invite he’d gotten from their cat archer with some slight amount of thought. First of all, he didn’t know if he was going to keep playing ALO for so long, and he didn’t even know if being in a party or being friends would be interesting. But hey, it was something new and it couldn’t be bad, right? Alex took a quick look at his friends list and swiftly rediscovered the reason he never did. It was because he didn’t have any ‘friends’. His friends list was completely empty. “Well.” Alex said, accepting the invitation. “Congratulations, Arina. You’re the first person to ever be on my friends list ever.” Alex closed all of the windows and stretched. “Alright, I got to go.” Alex said, walking towards the entrance of the dungeon. Alex was getting ready to sprint through the already cleared halls, but turned around again when he remembered something. “By the way,” He said. “Don’t bother with my username. Just call me Alex.” Alex turned again and activated sprint. He raced down the now empty hallways, cutting corners to get out as fast as possible. He had to go out and make dinner, and it wouldn’t take that long to get back to Cait Sith Territory. Arriving at the entrance quickly, activating his wings and took off, reaching max speed and blasting forward, adjusting his direction slightly to rocket straight for Cait Sith territory, and his home in ALO. A home away from home. As Alex flew homeward, he thought about his new party. A short cat tank, a short violinist, spriggan DPS, Salamnder DPS, Cait Sith Ranged DPS and Alex. More DPS, more cats. No healers, which was unfortunate, but more fun for the family, Alex supposed. Being on edge is funner than being safe, but sometimes they really needed a healer. 2 shields might compensate a little for that, but not much. Well, they could always chug potions like a drinking game. Take a swig every time you get hit. It’s great because by the end of it, you can still walk away! Alex arrived at Cait Sith territory and banked downwards at a hard angle, deactivating his wings to land with a crash in front of his own house door, grateful for safe zones. No damage, no matter how high you fall. No pain, either. Alex unlocked his house and entered, locking the door behind him. He quickly checked his storage, looking through it to remind himself of what was there. He saw a few weapons that he thought about bringing to his new party, but decided that they probably had better stuff already. Alex was surprised by his new party oriented thoughts. Maybe he should stick around for a while. He kept Flesh Render and Unarmed combat in his inventory and fell backwards onto the bed, opening the menu and logging out. Alex’s eyes opened and he blinked, getting used to what little light there was. Alex groaned as he got up, a little stiff. He slipped off the bed, standing up, and went out of the door. The hallway lights were off, and the door was still locked. It looked like his sister was out. It was pretty much certain, however, that she would be back for dinner soon. Alex turned the lights on in the hall and meandered over to the kitchen. He flicked the lights on in the dining room and the kitchen, then shrugged on an apron and got ready to cook. Not long afterwards, the electronic lock was disengaged and his sister, Alexis walked inside. Her blond hair shone in the light of dusk and her blue eyes stared quizzically at Alex behind square rimmed glasses. “Alex!” She said in surprise. “I didn’t know you’d be up.” “Hey, sis.” Alex said casually. “You know I’d never let you cook.” “T-That’s, well…” She said. Memories of burned food resurfaced, days spent in the bathroom and general unpleasantness. Funny in retrospect, traumatising when they first occurred. But Alex smiled at the thought. Those were funny days. “Get changed.” Alex said, turning the stove off. “Dinner’s ready.” It was around 7:30 pm when the brother and sister duo had dinner. Alex had cooked some curry he’d prepared a little ahead in the afternoon. It was kind of mild, and it was pretty tasty. They ate in relative quiet until Alex broke the silence. “Why were you out so late?” Alex asked suddenly. “You starting a conversation, the world must be ending…” Alexis replied. “I’m not that bad.” Alex objected. “Maybe not, but it’s still bad.” She said. “Maybe so, but that doesn’t answer my question.” “Fine.” She said, chewing another spoonful of curry. “I went out to karaoke with my friends. It went for a while and I went back home.” “Huh.” Alex said, slightly surprised. While Alex skipped grades in school easily, Alexis put in quite a bit of effort in school which led to her having few friends in Russia. “I didn’t know you had friends.” “Well it’s not like you have any.” She said, pouting. “I certainly don’t.” Alex said, taking a sip of water. “Wait, actually, that’s a lie.” “Huh?” She asked, puzzled. “I made a friend, kind of.” Alex said, putting down his glass. He was finished with his dinner so he took it up along with his sister’s empty plate and went to wash the dishes. His sister followed, well versed with the routine. “I was playing Alfheim, which I told you about,” Alex said, filling the sink with water. “Uh-huh.” Alexis said, taking the dishwashing liquid and splashing some in. “And I made went on a dungeon raid with some other people.” Alex continued, working up a lather and wiping the plates clean. “You went with other people?” Alexis asked sceptically. “Guild leader was tired of my shit.” Alex answered, handing the plate to Alexis who rinsed it. “Had to go or she’d be mad at me.” “Okay, and then what?” She asked, drying the plate and putting it away. “Well,” Alex said, washing a set of cutlery. “It was kind of boring, and the boss was alright, and we got to the last boss.” He set aside the cutlery for Alexis to rinse and continued. “Then the team split up and we formed smaller groups. I was in a party of 6 with a pretty varied set of people. A cat girl tank, a cat girl archer, a really short bard girl – The cat tank was short too by the way, a salamander lady, and a spriggan dude. And me.” “Looks like you’re running around with a bunch of girls where mom and dad can’t see you.” She said suspiciously. “Is that really what you think of me?” Alex asked incredulously. “You haven’t really told me otherwise.” She countered. “Hey, I don’t even know them in real life.” Alex objected. “So?” “So, I might not be running around with a bunch of girls where mom and dad can’t see me. I might be running around with a bunch of guys where mom and dad can’t see me.” “Point taken.” “Anyway.” Alex sighed, starting to clean the pot. “We went in the boss room and it was a huge mass of corpses, moving around by shuffling the bodies around. It was pretty interesting.” Alexis visibly shuddered and Alex grinned evily. “I’ll print off a few screenshots and put it on your ceiling while you aren’t looking.” He said mischievously. “If you do, I’ll-“ “I’m kidding.” Alex said, grinning. “Probably.” “Alex…” She warned, tone low. “Alright, alright.” Alex said, still smiling. “Anyway, the boss fight was cool, and our cat archer gave everyone friend requests.” He handed the pot over Alexis and wiped his hands to dry them. “Well, if she extended them to everyone…” She said, rinsing the pot and putting it aside to dry. “Well, I think I might stick to it for a while more.” At this, Alexis stopped in the middle of drying her hands and put a hand to her brother’s head. “You… aren’t sick, are you?” She asked, mystified. “What’s with you today?” Alex asked in confusion. “I’ve never seen you stick to anything for more than 3 days.” She said. Alex had to admit that she had a point. But this was his first VRMMO, so maybe that was what caused it. Though in all honesty. He just felt like something interesting could happen if he stuck around with them. “Well, there’s a first for everything.” Alex said casually. “Well, apparently.” She said, still looking mystified. “It’s fine. Seriously.” Alex said, stretching. “You know, I think I’ll help you study tonight.” Alexis’s went to the window and peeked outside, looking for something. “What are you doing?” Alex asked, confused. “I just thought the world might be ending. This is pretty weird for you.” She replied. “Okay, now you’re just blowing this out of proportion.” Alex said. “I help you study a lot, you know. Wait a minute… You’re having fun with this, aren’t you?” Alexis’s hidden grin broke free. “Maybe.” She said, smiling. “But I’ll still take you up on that offer.” “Let big brother teach you tonight.” Alex said. “I’m older than you!” She said, taking her glasses from the table. “Not by so much that you could hold it over my head.” Alex said. "True." She said. It was later in the night that Alex finally lay back down onto his bed, not too tired but not exactly energetic. On reflection, today was actually a good day. He’d done a lot today, seen a lot and added a friend to his friends list. They’d need more interaction to be friends, and he wasn’t sure about the other members. Though as for the other members, they seemed like fun people and he looked forward to partying with them. Maybe that’s what was missing from my life. Alex thought. Friends… Truth be told, Alex hadn’t made any friends in real life in years. When his family used to live in Russia, he’d skipped grades in school because it was easy and he didn’t have anything to do in it. He regretted that decision now. If he hadn’t, he might have been happier. He might have had fulfilment in life. But on the other hand, there was the incident. The incident that gave him trust issues, probably the sole reason he didn’t have any friends. Alex’s mother was a Russian scientist and his father was a Japanese businessman. He and his sister were non-identical twins, but not many befriended them. They knew of their parents and somehow decided that they were too low to interact with them. Alex was content to live through school and take things easy, but then he made a friend. Yahtzee was his name. Quite the normal person besides his name. He was easy to get along with, and for that year, he was Alex’s only friend. But Alex started noticing something wrong around halfway, when Yahtzee met Alexis. Alex could see it in his eyes. Alex began suspecting something, and despite being his best and only friend, Alex attempted to push him away. Things took a turn for the worse as Yahtzee tried to break into their house once. Alex woke up that night for a reason he never knew, and came face to face with his once good friend. Yahtzee revealed that the only reason he’d gotten close to Alex because of his obsession with Alex’s sister. All Alex could do was sigh. Unfortunately for him, this was the very reason he’d broken ties with Yahtzee. Things only got worse as Yahtzee pulled a knife on Alex. Alex managed to hold him off loud enough to wake Alexis up and long enough for her to call the police. Also long enough for her to get a pan and smack Yahtzee unconscious. The incident was a black mark in Alex’s life and he skipped all of the grades in high school to distance himself from it. His family moved to Japan in an attempt to put it behind them and Alex never regretted it. It’d been 2 years and the incident still affected him to this day. He'd gotten over it, but it lingered there, just out of reach, like the sword of Damocles. He couldn’t completely blame Yahtzee, though. It was mostly his fault for never going out. Alex shifted his lower body onto the rest of his bed and drew the blanket over himself. Maybe things would change now. He knew that Yahtzee was a special case, and that there were good people in the world. He’d been ready to make friends, but he was always too young for the class and he’d graduated a year after he entered. So maybe things would be different now. Alex turned onto his side and closed his eyes. The darkness took over and he was asleep.	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,375	1,479	34	2,302	161	Athena was ready to part ways with her party and say her final goodbyes and was just about to turn around to leave the dungeon when a small dialog window popped into view in the corner of her vision. Tapping open the window revealed a Friend Request sent from Arina, causing Athena to pause momentarily at the unexpected request. Her outstretched finger still hovered over where the dialog window sat moments ago. In all her time in ALfheim Online, Athena was never one to initiate friend requests with other players, all interactions with players were mostly for convenience purposes, such as grouping up for dungeon raids like the one she just fought in. Temporary partnerships that ended as quickly as they were formed. Her serious virtual personality usually succeeded in putting off other players from befriending her, but this Cait Sith player seemed to see something in her that other players didn't. "We do seem to work very well together for a party that was formed at the last minute. I hope we may join together in battle someday." Athena said with a faint smile, as she turned back to face the group of players that she had just fought alongside. She called the Friend Request window with a motioning of her fingers, accepting Arina's friend request as well as sending requests to the other players. Her previously-empty friend list now included: Arina: The Cait Sith archer that managed to save her from an untimely death from the boss monster's cleaver attack with a well-timed arrow. T1m (or as he asked to be called, Alex): The unorthodox player who had the bright idea of attacking a boss monster with its own weapon. It was either a stunningly brilliant strategy or a stupidly reckless tactic. But it worked. Shishirou: The midget Pooka player with the unusual ability to joke in the midst of a fierce battle. Athena didn't quite understand the joke she was trying to make. Perhaps it was an inside joke from an old game of some sort. Kite: The only player in her party who had fallen in battle, however, he was the only player she had ever seen that hadn't shown any signs of fear despite knowing the inevitability of his death. Even if it was only a VRMMO, the mere sight of a giant cleaver swinging in one's direction was real enough to strike fear deep into anyone's heart. Fuyuko: By far the smallest tank she had ever encountered in ALfheim Online. In retrospect, having a small-sized tank character seemed like a clever way to "cheat" the system, with easier evasion ability than a taller character. A smart idea in theory, an amusing sight in (virtual) reality. With her Friend List no longer empty, Athena made her way through the twisting halls of the dungeon with the others, although some decided to rush ahead hastily. Athena noticed that the group of players leaving was noticeably smaller than what it was when they entered. Such a decrease usually only happened when the dungeon raid party was too low level or the battle coordination was very poor, but this group was well-equipped and properly leveled, and the group had proper coordination of tanks, DPS, and healers. The exception in this case lay in the sudden unusual intelligence of the boss monster's AI, something that had deeply troubled Athena during the battle. However, for the sake of the group's morale, she hid her fears underneath the fierce exterior of the Athena persona. Athena unfolded her character's translucent wings and burst into flight as soon as she left the "non-flight" area of the dungeon, soaring effortlessly through the air towards Salamander territory. The sky had already greatly darkened by the time she left the dungeon, revealing just how much time has passed while the raid party was fighting the boss monster. Athena felt a slight sensation of hunger passing through her, further confirming that it was already late evening in the real world. Fortunately, the nearest Salamander territory was well within sight, along with the bright lights of the town buildings shining like miniature beacons. As she began passing over the outlying buildings of the town, Athena slowed down the speed of her flight, angling herself carefully so that her feet touched the ground as soon as her character's wings vanished. Normally, she would have went to the nearest merchant NPC and purchased some food to remove the feelings of hunger and continue playing for a few more hours, however, she felt completely exhausted and wanted nothing other than the comfort of a soft bed. A real bed. Entering the nearest inn, Athena paid the ever-watchful innkeeper NPC a small fee for a room. Since she had always spent her earnings on weapons and equipment for her character, she had never saved up enough money for a house for herself. Not that a house would be any useful, as she spent most of her time in the game slaying monsters and occasionally players who were a nuisance. Entering her rented room, Athena let the wooden door close by itself with a soft thud as she made her way to the lone bed in the room. Sitting herself down on the bed covers as she brought up the game's Log Off menu, she briefly thought about the new friends she had made. While they were all a bit strange in their own unique ways, they did have a remarkable ability to work well together despite not having met each other before. Not having made friends in the game before, Athena had no idea what to expect from them in the future. Lying down on the bed, Athena then used the open game window beside her to finally log herself out of the game. --- As she felt the sensation of her body slowly returning to her, Natsuki kept her eyes closed, as if savoring her last few moments as Athena. It was the growing uncomfortable sensation of the Amusphere resting on her head that kept her from laying still and dozing off, and with a slow reluctance, she slid off the circular device and blindly placing it on the nighttable beside her, next to her glasses. Carefully lifting herself up from the bed, Natsuki rubbed her eyes as if waking up from a long sleep, and involuntarily yawned as she stretched out her stiff arms. The blur that filled her vision disappeared as she picked up and slipped on her glasses. Looking up to face the bookshelf that sat across from her, a photo frame sat on its surface. In the picture was Natsuki, several years younger, along with her mother and father. One other girl stood next to the younger Natsuki in the picture, noticeably taller and older, closely resembling the Athena of her ALO avatar, although with black hair instead of fiery red. Next to the photo frame rested an old and noticeably aged helmet-like electronic device. "I tried to fight as hard as I could today, as hard as you would have. No, I fought as hard as you did... Thank you for protecting me, Oneesan. "	Name: Natsuki Kawaguchi In game name: Athena Age: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Race: Salamander Weapon of Choice: Longsword and Shield Item Effect: Invisible Weapon - Weapon is cloaked with invisibility effect when held. Magic Spells: Flame Weapon - A temporary self-cast buff that adds fire elemental damage to the user's weapon, creating a flaming visual effect on the weapon's blade. Words of Power: "Ek hemta brenna aldrnari seiðr, hata allr órr andskoti" ("I summon the burning fire enchantment, to destroy all our enemies") Berserk - A temporary self-cast buff that greatly increases the user's weapon damage and speed while also greatly increasing all damage taken. Healing potions have no effect while Berserk is active. While Berserk is active, a red flame aura visual effect appears around the user. Words of Power: "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr" ("I summon the strength of the berserk warrior") Nova - A powerful spell that knocks back and inflicts heavy fire damage within a moderate radius around the user. Extremely high mana cost and spell chanting time. Words of Power: "Ek bjóða brenna móðr uphiminn eða fold undir vega hvatvetna at bella standa inn minn syn. Hníga hverr helgrind eða frjáls hiti brenna jafnan" ("I call upon the burning wrath of the heavens above and the world below to smite everything that dares to stand in my sight. Open every gate of hell and let free the flame that burns for all eternity.") Personality: In the real world, Natsuki's quiet and reserved appearance makes it difficult to determine whether she has an actual personality. She rarely speaks unless directly spoken to, and even then, she tends to answer with a short sentence at most. In the world of ALfheim Online, Natsuki is much more bold and fearless, although she still has a tendency to choose her words carefully. Natsuki takes the game quite seriously, at times becoming so immersed with the game that she finds it difficult to distinguish between the virtual world of ALO and the real world. Amusingly, her serious attitude towards the game sometimes causes other players to suspect that she is an NPC. Skills: Sprint Parry Battle Healing Heavy Metal Armor Forging Heavy Metal Equipment
54,376	1,479	35	993	1,646	Nothing would make Shishirou happier than getting this bunch into her friend list. Of course, she wouldn't let that go without some tsundere lines going on. "H-Hmph! It's not like I was looking forward to this or anything, ne~? Don't get it the wrong way, I'm only accepting your friend request because it'd be the polite thing to do~!" She said, before pushing the 'accept' button and laughing a bit. "Hehe, now, being serious, it's great to be friends with you, Arina-chan! I hope we get to see each other some other day!" While she actually wanted to befriend everyone else, two of them had already left. Well, what a shame. Some other day, then. "Some other day, I wanna be the second one in your friend list, Alex!" She shouted at the boy while he made his way out. She also wanted to befriend the Spriggan, but before she knew it, he was already out of sight and out of the dungeon. What's with them and their leaving early, it couldn't possibly be that late... right? She opened her menu and looked at the time. 6 and something all ready?! Well, she was a dead woman if she didn't hurry. She panicked a bit, opened her menu, and sent the remaining ones a friend invite. "I'msorryI'mkindofinahurryseeyoulaterguystakecare,bye!" The girl spouted out as she took a teleport crystal out of her inventory and returned to her ALO home full speed. After getting her body to a reasonable part, she logged out of the game. Back in the real world, the girl awoke with the Amusphere in her head, turning her vision into a purplish color. She took it off and calmed herself down a bit. If she arrived to dinner like that, it would definitely be awkward with her parents. Not that the atmosphere wouldn't already be awkward because of how long she took anyway. Shiho lived alone, but that day she had made a promise of eating out with her parents. She was plenty sure that she could clear the dungeon and make it back to her appointment with no problems at all. Then, the boss glitched. As much as she would have liked to discuss things and codes with Fuyuko, it really wasn't the time for it. Well, she was now late and underdressed... Her parents would probably tell her off for this. She quickly changed out of her clothes and put on something a bit more 'elegant', to call it something, brushed her hair a bit, put on some perume and then set out. This was maybe the only time she was glad she was tall, given that many would actually complain if she used heels, given that she is already big enough as it is. She hurried to the place they had planned on and arrived clearly exhausted and gasping for air. After a waiter showed her to her table, she found her parents there. A middle aged couple that were so short that it was hard to imagine Shiho being her daughter. "You are late." Was their greeting, of both of them, as if they were synchronized by a computer. Shiho laughed nervously. "Anyhow, take a seat, Shiho. We already ordered some drinks, we were just waiting for you to.... grace us with your presence." Her father said. Shiho nodded and sat down. The whole dinner was awkward, as plates went and came for them. Finally, after dessert, Shiho prepared for the worst. Her parents were really straight-laced, not to mention technollogically impeded, something quite horrible for her daughter that lived in an age where technology played a big role in her life, not to mention her love for videogames. She would question whether she is adopted or something, but she has seen the birth certififcate and among other things, so she was their daughter all right. Maybe being adopted would take a huge weight off her shoulders though.... "Shiho, I know we say this everytime, but that thing is consuming you." Her mother started. "Videogames are bad for you. I hear they even cause cancer." Not only were they oblivious to technology, but they also were idiots when it came to it. "The Amusphere is completely safe, mom. I thought I told you this before and-" Before Shiho could finish, though, her father interrumpted her. "There's also that thing! The thing you put on your head is bad! Didn't you hear what happened last year with that SAO thing? What if some hacker did that to you, huh!?" Shiho just sighed. "That's no longer possible, dad, the Amusphere doesn't use such elevated microwaves, so even if you tried, nothing would happen." She said, trying to be as calm as possible, and her father seemed really mad now. "Don't talk to me as if I were stupid, Shiho! I may not be an universitary, but at the very least I work my ass off to provide for you and your mother!" He said, losing his cool and shouting. Shiho couldn't believe it. If only she had arrived on time, maybe her parents would have been less pissy. Well, she had to be the voice of reason right now.... "Then stop giving me money, and I'll find a part time job so I can live. I'm sure I can manage just fi-" It came out, before she knew what she was saying. "And let your grades drop!? You won't find a good job like that! Don't you think about the future!?" Her mom interrupted her this time. Shiho couldn't take it anymore and she stood up, taking her purse with her. "If you won't even listen to me, then I'm going home." She searched for something inside her eyecatching yellow purse and threw a roll of bills to the table. "Here's your money back, and a bit extra I got from my part time job too. Now, if you'll excuse me." She said, turning around and leaving the restaurant before any of them had something to say. Well, that definitely didn't end well. Not that she would actually stop playing games just for what they say, though. Her idiot parents couldn't cope with her passion. She soon returned home, and she was greeted by a small white dog. "Shiro! I'm back!" She said taking it into her arms. "What should we do now, watch some TV?" She said, snuggling at her dog and her dog licking her face with affection. "Oh, but it is already a bit late, should we go to sleep, then?" The dog barked back and Shiho nodded. She went back to her bedroom and laid down on her bed, with all the lights still off. She took the Amusphere off her bed before anything else, of course. She hugged Shiro tightly against her. Well, she had just gotten rid of her allowance AND her pay of the month... Now what?	Name: Shishido Shiho In game name: Shishirou Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Pooka Weapon of Choice: Shiho prefers to compensate her now small stature by using a katana that is about the same size as her whole body. Magic Spells: Strength Buff Magic, Defense Buff Magic, Hit Point Buff Magic, Speed Buff Magic, well, you catch the drift, no? Also, the contraries of these ones that are debuffs. Personality: Shiho, in real life, is a big otaku with little to no friends. This is mainly because she acts indifferent to others more out of shyness than actually being cold. You see, Shiho has a height complex, given that she is taller than most of the girls she knows, and also some of the boys she has gotten to know. Though not extremely, mortally shy to the point of not being able to talk, it still is hard to get her talking at first, and most of the time she will just answer with simple hand or head motions, and mentioning her height will also take that out and she'll remain silent for the rest of the time you are around her. However, once she is used to you after some minutes, an hour tops, she'll start talking nonstop, making jokes and things of the like whenever she can. In ALO, given that her complex is eliminated because of her tiny avatar, she is, oh, so very talkative and hyper that it is hard to imagine her being quiet. She also likes to change her tone of voice and quote anime or video game characters from time to time, just for the fun of it, and she will also mark you as her best friend if you ever get at least one of her references. Skills: Katana Metal Equipment Battle Healing Parry Cooking Sprint Straining Tool Appraisal Musical Instrument - Violin
54,377	1,479	36	1,352	2,464	If anyone had expected the group to hang around and chat, they were sorely mistaken. As the other raid members filtered out one by one, Fuyuko turned her thoughts to what they ought to do next. Accepting Arina's friend request was a given and the tank spammed requests to everyone else in the party before they could escape. 'I'm up for that. I've got a small player home north of Freelia, near the Pooka border; you're all welcome to come have a meal some time.' Saving the cash for a player home hadn't been easy; fortunately Fuyuko was well versed in the art of using her cuteness to secure donations. Even with all the help, she hadn't been able to get a proper house, instead settling for a campsite along the beach of a small lagoon. To be fair she had a pretty big tent, but it was still just a tent. 'Ima head home, log off, eat. Should be online tomorrow, say... 1900 JST?' Casting one last appreciative smile around her newfound friends, Fuyuko flicked the dead cigarette away and activated a teleport crystal. By the time the fagend exploded into light, she was long gone. ------------------------------------------------------------ Light slowly returned to the world as the apartment's automatic lights brightened. Fuyuko sat up in bed, shedding the Amusphere and pulling an old hoodie on. She stood up, mentally making the transition from blonde loli to tired salaryman. Dropping his online persona was an interesting experience for Manabu; Fuyuko wasn't everything he wanted to be, but was still a damn sight more outgoing than he ever dreamed of being in real life. Probably didn't help that he worked in a library; he talked to more people on the way home than at work. Glancing out the window at the twilight of mid-evening, Manabu debated the hassle of cooking dinner for a long moment. I'm lazy... and tomorrow's my day off. His mind made up, Manabu set about getting dressed for a good meal out and perhaps a nice drink. Someone else might have balked at going to a bar or restaurant alone, but he had long since lost contact with his old friends; with the exception of ALO, it would be safe to say that Manabu had no real social life. Scary thought, he mused as he walked off into the Tokyo night, cigarette in hand. How many other ALO players are the same as me...?	Furuya Manabu Fuyuko Standing in at barely 4"2" in game, Fuyuko is quite intentionally the smallest he could possibly be. Age 21 Gender Male Race Cait Sith Weapon of Choice Using a one-handed warhammer and tower shield in addition to heavy armour, Fuyuko is specced and kitted out to be a pure tank with only a handful of damage dealing abilities. When soloing he relies on his pet iguanodon Aoi to deliver the majority of his DPS. Magic Spells <<Tame Beast>> Cait Sith Racial Spell, attempts to tame targeted Beast type enemy. The chance of success depends both on the level of the player and the beast. Only one beast maybe tamed at a time. Channelled, 30 seconds. Personality Fuyuko is not what she seems. As one of the many male players to use a female avatar, Fuyuko is the personification of Manabu's easygoing personality and adult sense of humour. It probably helps that he is often drunk while playing and treats everyone to a positive, no-fucks given attitude and a sense of universal goodwill often forgotten in PvP online games. That isn't to say that he is a pacifist. Fuyuko loves nothing more than a good dungeon run, working the front lines as the most midgety tank in history. Despite his status as an... eccentric, Fuyuko is a well-meaning and generous young man, though he often hides this behind a veneer of dry humour and an almost tsundere degree of fuax denial. Skills <<One-handed Blunt Weapons>> <<Shields>> <<Heavy Metal Equipment>> <<Howl>> <<Drug Mixing>> <<Herbalism>> <<Familiar Recovery>> <<Familiar Communication>> <<Musical Instrument - Banjo>>
54,378	1,479	37	666	234	Arina listened in silence with a smile on her face as her friends list slowly filled up with five new members. Many of them had already taken off and this made the archer really wonder if she had actually heard her request if they needed weapon reinforcing. Then again...she didn't blame them for taking off, she was ready to be out of her as well. A few stayed behind now but then they too started to fall out. Fuyuko was among the last and she said that if they needed a meeting space they could meet at her player home. This got Arina thinking that she should invest in a player home... But her shop took the majority of her money. With a nod to herself she watched as the last of the group vanished and left her alone. It was time to take her leave she guessed. That last bit Fuyuko spoke, being online about 1900 JST. Arina paid it no mind, at this point. She archer brought up her menu and tapped on a teleport crystal and it manifest in her hand. She activated it and after a few seconds she was taken away by the magic of the crystal and when she opened her eyes she was standing in front of her shop in Cait Sith territory. Her shop was a cozy little two story shop with matching stone and wooden walls. It even had a water feature in front of it! She had to pay extra for that part but...eh, she liked it. She brought up her menu again and tapped on the key to her shop and used it to open the door. Once inside she locked it from behind and put her weapons down on the ground next to a small counter. She had several tables lined up with a two staircases near the back, one leading up and the other leading down. The one leading up was to a room she had yet to fully finish due to monetary issues. She planned for that to be her weapon enchanting room, but not only was her skill far too low for that she lacked the funds for proper equipment. It was rather expensive. And the one leading down led to her forge, which she liked to think was in top shape. It was her pride. She had weapons lined up along the walls and weapons on the tables around the shop. But that was enough reminiscing about her shop. She brought up her menu once more and found the materials she had been given from that dungeon and moved them over to deposit them in the appropriate chest in her shop. Once that was done she sat down and swiped her menu up again and tapped on the Log Out button and logged out. After a groggy yawn and slow stretch Rhett took his Amusphere off of his head and sat it down on the small counter next to his bed. He sat up and stretched yet again before making his way out of his bedroom and into his kitchen/dining room. Rhett lived in the states in a small apartment of his own. He was fine with the small living space though. To some it might be a little unappealing but...he liked it. Not to mention that the place he stayed allowed- "Arf! Rhett looked down to his feet to see the smiling and happy face of his dog Parker, who was ever so ecstatic to see that he was awake from his sleep. Rhett knelt down and gave his dog a hug and a few pats before realizing what his dog was ultimately after. Now that Rhett was awake, it was time for food. The young man made his way over to the cabinet where he kept his dog food and started to open it before he realized his oven was on. He gave it a puzzled look and then remembered that he had been cooking a meal before he started playing ALFheim. He cursed under his breath as he ran over and managed to pull his almost roasted chicken out just in time. Luckily..he caught it before it got just too burnt. It was still edible enough to be good. He mentally patted himself on the back and then looked down the small patting feeling that was pawing at his leg. Parker was smelling the chicken. Rhett smirked and shook his head. "You're ruining my life." He joked to his dog with a smile before picking the chicken up with a fork and cutting it up a bit and placing it on a plate and scooting it on the floor for Parker to enjoy. Rhett...actually didn't want that chicken. Sure he did when he was first making it earlier but now he really wanted a sandwich or something. So as Parker nosily chowed down on the chicken Rhett made a simple PB&J and added a few chips. He then made his way over to his couch and turned on his TV and started to eat his food and zone out to the TV. As he did this he started to think about those he met in that dungeon. The group he was with...he liked them. Even though one of them died in the beginning he had a feeling..that he meant to do that. Then..there was..Fuyuko, that was her in game name. Possibly the smallest tank he had ever seen. That player went against every tank stereotype he could think off from his past MMOs. Then there was that salamander that seemed to really know what she was doing. She was using magic and almost seemed like a berserker...rare build he had to say. But that was just his opinion. Then they had T1m who called himself "Alex" alot and he..well he used a boss weapon against the boss. Innovative.. Then there was Shishirou, the one who made references to other games. Rhett let out a few chuckles as he thought about that arrow to the knee thing that player said when they were fighting that mass of corpses. Before Rhett knew it he tried to reach his hand down to grab a chip or two only to realize that he was out. He was full now so he didn't feel like getting anymore. He really must have zoned out there.. With a small grunt he got up off the couch and made his way into the kitchen to put his plate in the sink. Parker was almost done with his gourmet meal and he looked to Rhett for a split second with a face of pure bliss. Then came a ringing from Rhett's pocket that made him jump. His phone was blaring as someone was calling him. He brought it up and answered it with a obnoxious, "Hello." As he recognized the caller. It was his friend from college, Laren. "Rhett, are you student teaching any this week?" She asked out of the blue. Rhett crossed one arm over his chest and held another up to his ear to hold his phone there. "Um..not anymore this week. I've already student taught about 27 hours so that's good enough for me. I plan to pick up more on monday. History isn't exactly the most interesting thing to high school seniors you know?" He let a few chuckles escape. The girl on the end of the call sighed. "Well I was just wondering. I still have to get a few hours in but I'll be fine. Well, I was just calling to make sure you weren't slacking. What with that game that you play all the time and all." The girl scoffed in humor at the end there. Rhett did the same. "Sure I play it quite a bit but my real life things come first. I'm not going to let the game consume me." Laren let out a sigh on the other end. "Yeah, whatever. We'll see." Rhett could tell she wasn't being that mean. With a brief moment of silence the girl shifted around and picked the phone back up. "Well, I'll let you go. I've got some work to do anyways. Tell Parker I said 'Hi!', I'm sure he misses me." With that she hung up and Rhett slipped his phone down. Parker had finished his meal by this point and let out a yawn which in turn caused Rhett to yawn. "You tired?" He said, as if his dog could respond. His body language gave it away. Rhett was tired too, so that meant his bed was calling him. After a quick trip to the bathroom to brush his teeth and all that good stuff Rhett returned to his bed and once he was settled in Parker jumped on his bed and curled up into a small ball at the end of his bed. With that done the two both slipped off into sleep and let themselves go. ---------------- After what felt like an extremely long day Rhett was finally able to return home and do everything he needed to before he could slip into the virtual world. He sat on his bed and slipped his Amusphere on and then laid his body down. He switched it on and then felt his body slip off into the virtual world. After a few seconds Rhett opened up his eyes and looked down to see...significant changes in his body structure. He was now Arina. Arina got up from the chair she was sitting on and brought her key out and unlocked her shop door and flipped over the open sign. There was a small slip of paper under her door that would be her work orders. Simple things from NPC merchants and other players alike. She examined the order and shook her head at how simple some players made their orders. She wanted complex orders that challenged her. But, money was money. So the archer took off a few of her combat armor pieces and made her way down to her forge with the order in hand. As she did this she brought up her menu and tapped on some of the resources she would need. One was running rather low.. Once she had all of them she was about to close the menu when she saw the friends tab. She tapped on it and saw the list of five players she added the other day. What did Fuyuko say..if they wanted to meet up they could come to her player home? At..1900..JST? Wait..Japanese standard time? She assuemed that's what it meant. Well, she didn't check to see if they were online or not, instead she tapped on the send message button and added all of them as recipients of her message. She simply typed up, "Hey, what's up? Want to meet up again?" and then hit send. The message would reach of them individually but they could also toggle to see that she had sent it to all of them as a group. With that sent, she actually had no idea if any of them were online as she didn't really look but she assumed the message would reach them once they got on. Maybe they would think she was a stalker for that..or some kind of creep.. She quickly let that thought go as she brought her hammer down and caused sparks from the molten weapon part to fly up. She loved doing this. Not as much as fighting though, but she was happy to be a skiller.	Name: Rhett James In game Name: Arina Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Cait Sith SO WHEN I WAS MAKING MY APP MY COMPUTER WAS ALL, "NOPE. LOSE ALL YOUR PROGRESS. I LOST MY PICTURE SO NOW I'M ANGRY BECAUSE IT WAS HARD TO FIND. SO I QUIT AND RESORTED TO USING A PICTURE FROM MY PROFILE PICTURE BUT WHO CARES. CAUSE YOLO. Also..kind of copied Lennon here..don't hurt me! I just saw too much sausage coming up so.. reasons. Except in game his avatar won't actually have the same armor set up..obviously. Ariva's armor is a solid white all around and allows for quick movement. Also that picture doesn't have cat ears or a tail, but I'm sure we can just...imagine them there. Weapon of Choice: Bow and Arrow Personality: Rhett has been playing MMOs for as long as he can remember. Or..well when they actually became popular and available to him. When he found out about ALFheim online he was all over it. He created his female avatar because he is not one to care about what others think if they found he he was really a guy. All it is about is having fun in the game. It's not like he is going to meet the girl of his dreams playing a VRMMO right? So no reason to worry. That being said, he is one to really delve into character as soon as he logs in. He will only go by his name and really try his best to play the part. He made his character as a DPS and he takes pride in knowing the massive amounts of damage he can cause to bosses and enemies. He always prefers to fight with others and will always try to party up. He loves parties and having fun but he can get serious when it comes to dungeon raids and bosses. When in combat he prefers to keep quiet. But out of combat he is rather talkative. Magic: Cait Sith class skill: Beast Tame, Accuracy Buff Spell, Healing Buff Spell Skills: Acrobatics Woodcrafting Leather Equpiment Metal Refining Mediation
54,379	1,479	38	1,417	1,336	Alex woke suddenly and checked the clock. It was currently 5:00 AM. Good. Alex thought. He got up, yawned and stretched, walking out of his room and doing the morning arrangements. That is, making breakfast and his sister’s lunch. Nothing was more important than sustenance, after all. Alex lit the stove and fastened his apron as his sister sleepily walked out of her room clutching her pillow. “Morning.” Alex said, beginning to cook. “Mmm…” She said sleepily, still only half-conscious. “You could have a bit more sleep, you know.” He said, frying up some bacon. “But if I do that, I won’t be able to get up…” She said, drifting over to the couch. She lay down and resumed dosing in a foetal position, pillow clutched to her chest. Alex smiled slightly and let her lay there. She was studying all night and could use the sleep. Alex prepared some breakfast as his sister dozed on the couch. ----------- “Why didn’t you wake me up!?” Alexis yelled. “Because you were asleep.” Alex said, chewing some rice. “There’s some rice around your mouth.” It was now around 7:20, and the two were having breakfast. Alexis had woken up late, in the end, and had to make hasty preparations to go to school. “Now I’m going to be late!” She said, furiously eating the breakfast. “It’s fine. The school’s close by anyway.” Alex said. “Slow down before you choke.” Alexis continued to eat in silent protest, glaring at Alex while he innocently consumed the meal. “Oh, look at the time.” Alex said. “You should probably go now.” At that, Alexis quickly shovelled the rest of her breakfast into her mouth and grabbed her bag, hastily opening the door. “Don’t forget your lunch.” Alex said, holding it up. Alexis ran back and grabbed it, quickly stuffing into her bag and left, quickly running out of the house. “See you later.” Alex said belatedly. Now, it was time to wash up and take a shower. About an hour later, Alex was looking up things to do in Alfheim online. All he could really find was crafting, crafting, crafting and fishing, along with trolling and/or griefing… Well, Alex wasn’t mean enough to get in other people’s ways. He respected them enough not to do that. And other than that, he didn’t have fishing or crafting skills. Maybe I should make an alt. Alex thought. Then he saw something that perked his interest. Apparently, there were sword skills (which he’d noticed but not used that much) and then there were original skills, which were skills you made yourself. They apparently had pretty strict requirements, but it sounded interesting. And Alex already had something pretty amazing in mind. With that, Alex got onto his bed and put the amusphere on, getting ready for the full dive. As it loaded, Alex set out a series of tasks he should complete, and if things went well, he’d have something really impressive. The amusphere loaded and he initiated full dive. -------------------------- His body was soon coated in the leather coat he’d gotten a while ago, and the familiar weight of his great sword rested on his back. The familiar warmth of Steven became present on his head. He opened his eyes and he was back in his player home, a small and cheap one he bought only for the storage. He stretched his limbs experimentally, getting used to the body again. Alex then walked out of the house, locking the door behind him. As he did, he noticed that he had some notifications and opened them. 3 friend requests and a message. He checked the dates and the friend requests came from just as he ran out of the dungeon at full speed. They were from the rest of his party, except for Kite. Shrugging, he accepted them. Shishirou, Fuyuko, Athena… He said, ticking them off in his head. That done, he checked the message. It was one from Arina, their archer. Hey, what's up? Want to meet up again? Alex considered the question, and his reply. It was true that he had stuff to do, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t put off for a while. Besides that, he didn’t really have anything other than start training for his original skill. So what should he right? Alex considered it for a moment and typed in a quick reply. Up to you. I’ll be practising front flips all day so holler if you need me. Alex’s hand hovered over the send button, a little hesitantly. It seemed a little informal, but Alex supposed that it would be better than seeming uptight. He shrugged and hit send, and his mind switched to other matters. Alex activated his wings and went somewhere secluded. ---------------- Landing on a clearing, he surveyed his surroundings. There were no monster spawns, and it was on a cliff. It was fairly wide, so he should have enough room. Additionally, it wasn’t far from Cait sith territory so he could go home if he really needed to. Perfect. Alex thought, stretching his hands. Steven jumped off his head and landed nearby to watch. Alex wasn’t lying about the front flips. To do something cool, this needed to be done first. His acrobatics was pretty good, but practise was essential to make it work. Alex jumped on the spot a few times and stopped, preparing for the first front flip. With a spring of his feet, he smoothly performed a forward flip landing on his feet. Alright, so far so good. Alex thought. Now to do that around 3 times in a row. Jumping on the spot again, he flipped forward once more, bending his knees as he landed and sprung into another one, landing a little less gracefully than the previous one, and did it once more. On this one, he almost fell, finding it hard to keep his orientation after 3 flips. Well, this is alright. Alex thought. But this was just the beginning. If he did it right, it would be quite the impressive move, and it would likely scare the pants off just about anyone on the receiving end. Alex grinned evilly at the thought. This move would certainly be something to behold if he did it right.	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,380	1,479	39	993	1,646	The next day, Shiho woke up with her dog, Shirou, licking her face. It wasn't her alarm, neither the sunlight going through the window that woke her up. No, it was her dog. And Shiho knew what that meant. "Crap, I'm late!" She jumped out of her bed as fast as she could and got ready at the same pace. To be noted, Shiho has no sense of time, neither while sleeping nor when playing, hence why she is late from time to time. After eating a quick breakfast, just for the sake of breaking cliches of running out of her house with an slice of bread in her mouth, she was finally ready to go to college. What she had forgotten, though, was that her first lecture started a pair of hours later today, different to all the other days. She really had to do something about her old habit of waking up with the thought of her being late when her dog starts licking her face. No, even better, she should do something about Shirou, make him stop doing that. She was mostly satisfied with the excuse of a breakfast she had before, so she settled on having a coffee to help her kill time. Most of her friends weren't airheads like her, so she would probably be alone for a time. After remembering she had no money on her, though, she went to the nearest ATM, check if she had even something in her account, perhaps just enough for a coffee. When she checked it, she was surprised to see that all of her money was in her account yet again. Her parents didn't tell her anything, but she knew them all too well. She took out the money she needed and left for the cafe. "Those tsundere parents. It kinda makes me want to see how they were when they were younger." Later that day, and after working her shift, Shiho finally arrived to her house. It was around 7 when she arrived to her house. It was just about time for her to go into ALO yet again. She sent a message to her friends, seeing if any of them wanted to get in too. Unfortunately, all of them were too busy. Probably with their boyfriends or otherwise. It was really annoying... Then again, she could get together with the group from yesterday. She could see if any of them got any of the references she did yesterday, after all, they all were from borderline vintage games and anime (for the year they were in, that is). It'd be really cool if they got them. Besides, the group was also filled with girls. A rare sight in ALO, since Shiho thought her group was one of the few all-women parties you could find in ALO. There were some guys, but most of them were girls. At least, that was what she thought. She laid down on her bed and took the Amusphere in her hands, putting it on her head and over her eyes. Her dog seemed really excited as it saw what Shiho was doing. "I'll be back in a bit, Shirou. Take care of the house while I'm gone! Link Start!" Her vision was filled with colors and after a while, Shiho found herself in her player home, laying down. She was now in the body she felt most comfortable in, Shishirou. She stood up from the bed and stretched out a bit. Ah, it felt good not having her feet so far away from her head. Now, what to do, send everyone a message? Wait, she didn't really send a friend invite to everyone yesterday... Still, some of them had already accepted her own, and a message had arrived for her. Maybe it was from one of the guys from yesterday? She opened it and saw that it came from the Cait Sith archer, Arina, directed to everyone. Well, she might as well go and spend some time with them. Alex also sent a message, saying he would also meet her later. She nodded happily. The group was coming together nicely. She opened the keyboard so she could reply. Sure, let's meet up! I could really use some company right now, given that my usual group ditched me. o͡͡͡͡͡͡╮(｡>口<｡)╭o͡͡͡͡͡͡ ᵑ৹! Where should we meet? She hit the send button after her message was all done with. Well, until Arina could answer them, maybe she should go to a local bar and play some music? Nah, it was Pooka territory, surely there were already one, or several people, there playing something. It was a bit heated, the battles between bard to take possession of a bar as their own. She preferred to skip on them for at least today and better fly at some neutral territory, where it would be stranger to see a Pooka. There, she could play whatever she wanted and no one would get rowdy. "All right, let's go! Oh!" She opened her window, her wings all ready to take on the skies and then she jumped out of it. Luckily, she had learnt relatively quick how to fly without the assist control, so she at least had that going for her. She spread her wings and flew top speed to the nearest neutral town.	Name: Shishido Shiho In game name: Shishirou Age: 21 Gender: Female Race: Pooka Weapon of Choice: Shiho prefers to compensate her now small stature by using a katana that is about the same size as her whole body. Magic Spells: Strength Buff Magic, Defense Buff Magic, Hit Point Buff Magic, Speed Buff Magic, well, you catch the drift, no? Also, the contraries of these ones that are debuffs. Personality: Shiho, in real life, is a big otaku with little to no friends. This is mainly because she acts indifferent to others more out of shyness than actually being cold. You see, Shiho has a height complex, given that she is taller than most of the girls she knows, and also some of the boys she has gotten to know. Though not extremely, mortally shy to the point of not being able to talk, it still is hard to get her talking at first, and most of the time she will just answer with simple hand or head motions, and mentioning her height will also take that out and she'll remain silent for the rest of the time you are around her. However, once she is used to you after some minutes, an hour tops, she'll start talking nonstop, making jokes and things of the like whenever she can. In ALO, given that her complex is eliminated because of her tiny avatar, she is, oh, so very talkative and hyper that it is hard to imagine her being quiet. She also likes to change her tone of voice and quote anime or video game characters from time to time, just for the fun of it, and she will also mark you as her best friend if you ever get at least one of her references. Skills: Katana Metal Equipment Battle Healing Parry Cooking Sprint Straining Tool Appraisal Musical Instrument - Violin
54,381	1,479	40	926	775	After leaving the cave Kite decided to grind a couple of monsters before bed. He started off by killing the first monster he could find. that was until he got bored and took flight in the air. Using his high vantage point he was able to scout a group of three trolls. Using his aerial position Kite charged right at the troll while he drew his curved blade. He sliced one dealing a third of its HP as he landed past the group so he could fight on the ground. With their argo on him he braced for the monsters to charge at him. Keeping is eyes on the troll he hit so he could take it down and reduce the amount of hits the enemy could get him for. Then all three of them charged a Kite as he parried one of their clubs and took damage from the other two. Kite swung his blade at the troll he was focusing on until he realized his blade was shorter than the clubs. It would be useful to have something with a longer reach but that was not going to help him now. "Ecce autem Vide Geminus!" Kite yelled his incantation. Then the one Spriggan became three Spriggans. Kite's spell allowed him to create duplicates of himself. Given they were only illusions but they were ll he needed to get a good opening in a battle. The three Sprigans ran in an interlocking pattern and then separated into three directions. As each Troll attacked a different Kite two were sliced through and one was parried. With that using his Quick Dash Kite took the opening and Impaled the Troll in the chest until it disappeared. As the two remaining Trolls saw that Kite was alive and had killed their friend companion h redrew their Argo. An hour later Kite arrived a his cabin. He acquired this place from a Leprechaun who was on the verge of quitting the game. It wasn't big but it wan't too small either. It was a typical one person logged cabin. He rested his blade on a rack he kept attached to his wall as he laid down on the floor. "That was pretty close, huh.?" He thought out loud. Those trolls were not powerful but he still managed to allow his HP to drop to the fifty-five percentage mark. "I guess I could use a better weapon." He said as he logged out. Fifteen Year old Takeshi Klouda pulled the Amusphere off his head as he sat up from his bed. 9:35 P.M. It sure was getting late. It was about time for young Takeshi to head to bed if he was going to be up for school in the morning. As he strolled down the hallway he saw that his mother was still not home yet. Takeshi wasn't exacly sure where his mother was going tonight but it wasn't exactly his problem. All he had to worry about was Food, School, and ALO. After brushing his teeth the young man changed for bed and soon fell asleep. The next day in school was boring as usual. Takeshi Klouda sat through every class with a bored look on his face. Why couldn't people be a bit more passionate like they were in ALO. He spent most of the time his teacher talked doing the assignments that were due the next day. Takeshi had no idea why he showed up since he could probably teach himself the lessons and do the work in quicker time than it took for his teachers to gt the point across. He secretly hoped that school would get harder after he completed the ninth grade but he wasn't holding his hopes up for a challenge. By the time he arrived home all of his homework was completed and he changed out of his school uniform and hung it up. He pulled out the Amusphere from his closet and placed it on his head as he layed on the bed. "Link Start!" He commanded as the electronic machine pulled his conscience into the world of ALO. As soon as Takeshi transformed into Kite he stood up and attached his Curve Blade Sword to him again. He gathered up his item pouch filled with HP and Mana potions. When Kite pulled his screen up to see he got a message from that Cait Sith who friended him last night. He also a couple more friend requests which he deleted on impulse. They were interesting but they didn't all need to be on his list to contact him. Then he remembered hearing something about that Alina thing being a blacksmith. "Maybe I can get a better range from her." He said. Kite soared with his wings to propel himself to the Cait Sith town. He wasn't sure of the exact name since he never comes here. He looked in every blacksmith shop until he found that tiny archer from last night behind one of the counters. It looked like it was a smaller type of shop but it was a shop no less. It bothered kite to see all of the cat people muttering what a Spriggan was doing here but he didn't care. If they started something he may not be able to damage there HP but he sure had the ability to knock them away. "Hey Cait Sith girl, can you make me a couple of daggers. Oh and any tips for long range combat if you have them?" He blatantly said to her.	Name: Takashi Klouda In game name: Kite Age: 15 Gender: Male Appearance: Race: Spriggan Curved Blade Sword Magic Spells: Transformation Magic Illusion Replica Magic Personality: Takashi is a flexible person. He tends to be outgoing up front but he keeps a cautious eye on most people. He is hesitant to put complete trust in anyone because he was always taught to only trust family. This carries over to ALO because he tends to not trust other races as much as his own. In battle he tends to take an analytically perspective of his foe over actual fighting. He tends to be the fighter who blocks first to judge his opponents sword speed and cut them down afterwards. As far as battle preferences go he would rather fight without magic but isn't against using it to survive. Skills: Hiding Picking Sprint Searching Straining Battle Skills: One-Handed Curve Blade Leather Equipment Battle Healing Parry
54,382	1,479	41	2,302	161	Mere hours had passed since Natsuki had woken up, and once again returned to the world of ALfheim Online... Athena marched her way through the halls of the beautiful instanced dungeon, which was designed to resemble a grand palace hall, complete with smooth, ivory-white pillars, polished marbled floors, and curtains accented with gold. The bright light outside streamed in through the gaps of the curtains, filling the hall with a heavenly glow. This deceptively beautiful dungeon was not a particularly high-difficulty area, nor was its treasure particularly bountiful. The true "treasure" that Athena sought was the challenge of putting her newfound blade Wraithslayer, which sat faithfully in its scabbard at her side, to the test against this dungeon's final boss. Moving past the tall stone doors and entering into what appeared to be the palace dungeon's throne room, Athena came to a slow halt as her eyes took in the wonderful sight that lay before her. The grand hall's ceiling towered far above, through a tiny opening, a few bright rays of light shone through, falling upon the two empty cushioned seats, undoubtedly belonging to the King and Queen of the castle. Having already been to this area before through a past quest, Athena already knew that no such King or Queen existed in the game. This room, devoid of any valuable treasures, was designed solely with the intention of being trap for unsuspecting players. "You have trespassed upon hallowed ground, intruder. Your presence will be cleansed accordingly." A loud, booming disembodied voice spoke, filling the room with its presence as the heavy stone doors slammed shut behind her. A slight smirk crept across Athena's face as the boss's AI went through its preset routine. Athena's sword hand remained empty by her side as she waited for the boss to finally make its appearance. Her shield which she carried in her off-hand, had not yet been raised. As the echo of the boss's announcement finally faded, a humanoid shape shimmered into view as the game system constructed the virtual manifestation of the boss's physical form - a giant, silver-plated armored knight that stood easily twice the height as Athena's own character. In its armored right gauntlet, the system formed a giant heavy greatsword, which the armored knight easily lifted upwards with a single hand. Above the boss's head, a green single HP bar filled up, along with the text "Royal Guardian Knight" which indicated the boss's name. "Oh, don't worry about me. I'll be gone before you know it." Athena responded half-heartedly in a bored tone, clearly not the least intimidated by the giant's imposing presence. Of course, the boss's AI was not programmed with enough sophistication to respond to player verbal interactions, and it simply responded by lifting its heavy greatsword above its shoulders, readying its first attack. As the armored knight suddenly swung its greatsword downwards at Athena's head, she responded by drawing out her sword, which instantly wrapped itself in the cloak of invisibility granted by its Invisible Weapon item effect. Fluidly chaining together the act of drawing her sword with the swing of her counterattack, the invisible blade struck against the knight's own weapon. In the real world, one would expect that the weapon with greater mass would easily overpower the one with lighter mass, but the two colliding blades were recognized by the game's system as being approximately equal in terms of raw statistics, with Athena's weapon having the advantage. With a shower of blue and yellow sparks, Athena's Wraithslayer overpowered the giant greatsword, causing the boss's weapon to bounce back with great force, leaving it open to further attacks. My sword has a length of approximately ninety centimeters, I should be able to strike it from this range... Athena thought to herself, as she quickly calculated the approximate dimensions of her invisible blade, and swiftly lunged with the blade with a powerful thrust into the knight's armor, sending its HP bar shooting down by about 30%. The knight responded by uttering out a pained gasp which echoed through its plated helmet, transforming the gasp into a savagely monstrous roar, and immediately counterattacked by blindly swinging down its weapon where Athena stood. Anticipating the counterattack, Athena evaded by stepping to the side, letting the blade smash into the stone floor beneath, instantly causing it to crumble into rubble. Not allowing the knight the opportunity to recover from her last attack, Athena lashed out with her sword with several lightning-quick strikes of her invisible blade, causing the boss's single HP bar dropping in increments of 10% per strike, with such speed that it appeared that she was wielding a whip rather than a sword. With her 7-strike attack, the armored knight froze in mid-motion where it stood, the HP bar above its head now completely drained of green color, disappearing from view moments later. "A knight with an invisible sword? What is this... madness?" The armored knight's booming voice echoed around Athena as its physical form burst into countless shards of blue light, slowly fading into nothingness. As Athena returned her sword to its scabbard, she could not help but pause to think for a moment about the knight's strange remark before its death. It was eerily similar to the corpse monster that she had fought the previous day, where it seemed to act with a strange intelligence unlike any other AI in the game. Athena shook her head in an attempt to shake off the thought. It seemed ridiculous then, and it seemed even more ridiculous now. Besides, it wasn't uncommon for dungeon bosses to speak a line of preset dialogue upon death on occasion. Just as the loot window appeared from where the armored knight boss dematerialized, a second window appeared above it. Curious, Athena tapped open the second window, revealing a short message from Arina, the Cait Sith archer that she had grouped up with just yesterday. "Hey, what's up? Want to meet up again?" The message read. Having her day's plans already set, Athena was almost ready to politely decline Arina's invitation, but then she suddenly remembered the archer's parting words from the previous day. "I don't know what all loot you guys got but if it's a weapon and you would like it improved or enchanted then talk to me! I'm kind of the number one crafter in this game." Well, I guess my sword could use an upgrade if the Cait Sith could manage it. It's weapon statistics are barely better than my old longsword... Athena thought to herself as she glanced at the sheathed sword at her side. For a boss-drop weapon it was rather unremarkable in terms of pure numerical statistics, but the added item effect might also make it more difficult for the average player to upgrade. With her character's skills more oriented towards creating and improving heavy armor, Athena was hopelessly unable to make any improvements herself. Turning her attention back to the boss loot window, Athena tapped through the onscreen menus to retrieve her loot. As expected, the loot wasn't particularly impressive due to the relatively low difficulty of the boss compared to her own character's statistics, but the amount of Yrd that she obtained from the boss would help pay for half a month of rent at a comfortable inn in a capital city. It was a pity that she couldn't make this luxurious palace her own player home - the boss and other monsters would eventually respawn to reclaim its halls within a day's time. As soon as she re-emerged from the palace's outer entrance, Athena stretched out her character's wings and took flight towards Cait Sith territory. Even though the races weren't currently in active conflict, it remained somewhat unnerving to travel to another race's territory, where it was possible to be attacked without the possibility for counterattacking due to the game's safe zone system. Athena hoped that the temporary presence of a lone Salamander character wouldn't raise too much attention by the Cait Sith inhabitants. Using the locator function of her Friend List, Athena made her way through the skies to the town where Arina was located, her eyes easily making out the distinctive appearance of a typical blacksmith shop. Carefully making a discreet landing so as to avoid unnecessary attention by the Cait Sith players nearby, Athena made her way directly towards Arina's blacksmith shop, making sure to close the door behind her rather than letting it close by itself. "Hello, Arina, it's good to see you again. I was thinking about taking you up on your offer from yesterday. The weapon I received from the boss is proving itself to be useful, but it could use some upgrading if you're up for the challenge." Athena greeted the Cait Sith player as she retrieved the Wraithslayer from its scabbard. "...And as you can see, handling it might be a little... difficult." Athena finished her sentence as the sword melted away from sight in her hands. Noticing that she and Arina weren't the only two in the shop, Athena then saw another player standing nearby, who was clearly not a Cait Sith, quickly recognizing him as the Spriggan player that she had grouped up yesterday. "Oh, didn't see you over there. Good to see you again, Kite." Athena greeted the Spriggan with her usual polite manner of speaking.	Name: Natsuki Kawaguchi In game name: Athena Age: 20 Gender: Female Appearance: Race: Salamander Weapon of Choice: Longsword and Shield Item Effect: Invisible Weapon - Weapon is cloaked with invisibility effect when held. Magic Spells: Flame Weapon - A temporary self-cast buff that adds fire elemental damage to the user's weapon, creating a flaming visual effect on the weapon's blade. Words of Power: "Ek hemta brenna aldrnari seiðr, hata allr órr andskoti" ("I summon the burning fire enchantment, to destroy all our enemies") Berserk - A temporary self-cast buff that greatly increases the user's weapon damage and speed while also greatly increasing all damage taken. Healing potions have no effect while Berserk is active. While Berserk is active, a red flame aura visual effect appears around the user. Words of Power: "Ek heimta kraptr berserkr drengr" ("I summon the strength of the berserk warrior") Nova - A powerful spell that knocks back and inflicts heavy fire damage within a moderate radius around the user. Extremely high mana cost and spell chanting time. Words of Power: "Ek bjóða brenna móðr uphiminn eða fold undir vega hvatvetna at bella standa inn minn syn. Hníga hverr helgrind eða frjáls hiti brenna jafnan" ("I call upon the burning wrath of the heavens above and the world below to smite everything that dares to stand in my sight. Open every gate of hell and let free the flame that burns for all eternity.") Personality: In the real world, Natsuki's quiet and reserved appearance makes it difficult to determine whether she has an actual personality. She rarely speaks unless directly spoken to, and even then, she tends to answer with a short sentence at most. In the world of ALfheim Online, Natsuki is much more bold and fearless, although she still has a tendency to choose her words carefully. Natsuki takes the game quite seriously, at times becoming so immersed with the game that she finds it difficult to distinguish between the virtual world of ALO and the real world. Amusingly, her serious attitude towards the game sometimes causes other players to suspect that she is an NPC. Skills: Sprint Parry Battle Healing Heavy Metal Armor Forging Heavy Metal Equipment
54,383	1,479	42	666	234	There was a loud clang as Arina brought her hammer down on the base weapon in front of her and watched it take the shape of the boring weapon a player in her territory asked her to make. Once it was done she placed her hammer to the side and picked up the sword carefully and gave it a good look over. She cast her eyes down to the work order and then back to the weapon. It seemed to match the customer's specs, so she considered it done. With that she carefully placed the weapon to the side and let out a soft sigh. As if that was timed perfectly she heard the bell at her door ring to tell her that someone had entered her shop. She grabbed a rag from the table next to her and started to wipe her hands down as she came up the stairs and made her way to the front of her shop. She hadn't checked her messages yet so she didn't see any replies or anything. But she recognized the person who was in her shop now. It was Kite. The spriggan from the dungeon the other day. That was a quick response..if he was responding to what she sent to all of them. Arina opened up her mouth to say something but he beat her to speaking and immediately asked about making a couple of daggers and tips on ranged combat. Arina gave him a puzzled look and her ears gave a few twitches as she processed his question. After a few seconds she shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest and decicded to do just what she needed since he was asking for a work order. "Couple of daggers hmm? Well, what kind are you looking for? Daggers are short, so medium short or like..a shiv short? Also, any specific kind of design or effect? I can only give basic enchantments at the moment. Once I get better equipment I can produce high level enchantments. But ahem that's.. really..Tips on long range combat? You don't use bows do you?" She cocked her head to the side a bit in question. She didn't know how to really answer this because of the skill system in this game. She knew the skill determined your overall power and proficiency with a weapon type but... "Well, I guess the first tip would be to just stay calm and hold your aim. Know your weapon and its dimensions so you know how far your projectile can and will fly. Also the-.." The ding at the door sounded again and it broke Arina's concentration. Another familiar face had entered her shop! It was Athena. She greeted her and Arina gave a small head nod to accept her greeting. Again she opened her mouth to say her own greeting but Athena beat her to speaking as well. She asked about taking her up on her blacksmithing. If she was up for it. "Hmmph!" She said as she kept her arms crossed and puffed her chest up a bit. "I'm ashamed that you would think I'm not up for it! Ehehe...um..I mean...yes. I'm up for it.." With that awkwardly said she waited to see her weapon. Athena pulled the weapon out and then it seemed to just...disappear. Athena was definetly holding something...but..it was just so strange. Arina blinked a few times and stretched out a hand to try and touch the hilt of the blade that Athena's hand was wrapped around. She surely felt it and once she did she let out a soft gasp and drew her hand back. "You're joking.. Arina dropped her hands and stared at the non existent weapon in the air. "That's...like nothing I've ever seen..in this game. But, I'm sure I can do something with it. While I'm working I won't be..actually touching it if it's with a weapon like this I won't be taking the hammer to it. Where did you get this thing?" With that she gave a puzzled look to Athena and then heard a small ping from her menu that broke her concentration yet again. She swiped her menu down and saw that T1m had replied to her group message. He said he was down but in the meantime he was practicing..backflips? That seemed odd but she didn't question it. She then brought up her keyboard and typed, "Alright, well a few of us are here at my shop in Cait Sith Territory. If you want to stop by then feel free to do so. <point of interest>" The PoI was the location of her shop. After that she swiped her menu away and looked to both of them. "Sorry about that...I had a message. But, um, this actually works out. Two orders at once." She gave a small smile to them. "I'm happy you both took me up on my offer. Just let me know what you would like done, both of you. And now, besides that, what have you two been up to?" She leaned on of her many tables in her shop and let her body rest as she waited for their responses and requests.	Name: Rhett James In game Name: Arina Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Cait Sith SO WHEN I WAS MAKING MY APP MY COMPUTER WAS ALL, "NOPE. LOSE ALL YOUR PROGRESS. I LOST MY PICTURE SO NOW I'M ANGRY BECAUSE IT WAS HARD TO FIND. SO I QUIT AND RESORTED TO USING A PICTURE FROM MY PROFILE PICTURE BUT WHO CARES. CAUSE YOLO. Also..kind of copied Lennon here..don't hurt me! I just saw too much sausage coming up so.. reasons. Except in game his avatar won't actually have the same armor set up..obviously. Ariva's armor is a solid white all around and allows for quick movement. Also that picture doesn't have cat ears or a tail, but I'm sure we can just...imagine them there. Weapon of Choice: Bow and Arrow Personality: Rhett has been playing MMOs for as long as he can remember. Or..well when they actually became popular and available to him. When he found out about ALFheim online he was all over it. He created his female avatar because he is not one to care about what others think if they found he he was really a guy. All it is about is having fun in the game. It's not like he is going to meet the girl of his dreams playing a VRMMO right? So no reason to worry. That being said, he is one to really delve into character as soon as he logs in. He will only go by his name and really try his best to play the part. He made his character as a DPS and he takes pride in knowing the massive amounts of damage he can cause to bosses and enemies. He always prefers to fight with others and will always try to party up. He loves parties and having fun but he can get serious when it comes to dungeon raids and bosses. When in combat he prefers to keep quiet. But out of combat he is rather talkative. Magic: Cait Sith class skill: Beast Tame, Accuracy Buff Spell, Healing Buff Spell Skills: Acrobatics Woodcrafting Leather Equpiment Metal Refining Mediation
54,384	1,479	43	1,417	1,336	“So, what do you think, Steven?” Alex asked the cat. “Meow.” He replied. “Yeah, it’s pretty tough. But it’s good, isn’t it?” Alex asked. “Meow.” The cat said. “Don’t worry, don’t worry. It’s not done yet.” Alex said. He was taking a break and eating a light meal. But if he was hungry now, then he would be hungry in real life. He should log off soon to make dinner, maybe. Suddenly, he got a message from Arina. He opened it to read it. Alright, well a few of us are here at my shop in Cait Sith Territory. If you want to stop by then feel free to do so. There was a point of interest on the message, which was probably Arina’s forge. Alex considered the notion. He wasn’t exactly doing anything at all right now, but his skill wasn’t done yet. There also wasn’t really any real reason to go, but maybe he could get a reaction out of her by showing her his zombie arm. Alex shrugged. He may as well. He’d work on the skill again sooner or later. He grabbed Steven, activated his wings, sprinted off of the cliff and took off, boosting forward quickly, heading directly towards the point of interest. Alex crash landed once again, his favourite method of landing. They probably heard that. Dusting himself off, he put Steven on his head again and opened the door with one hand, opening his inventory with the other. “Hey, anyone want a zombie hand?” He said, pulling out the rotten limb.	Name: Aleksey (Alex) Asano In game name: T1m Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearance: Aleksey has messy black hair and is pale. He’s fairly tall, being 5’10 and has black eyes. His in game appearance is the same, along with his armour, cat ears and tail, of course. Also has a cat which he tamed a while back that just sleeps on his head. He calls it Steven. Race: Cait Sith Weapon of Choice: Great sword Magic Spells: Tame Beast Tames beasts. Success depends on the user’s level and the beast’s level. Alex wants to tame a dragon one day. Cooldown: 30 seconds Summon animal companion Alex can use this spell to summon one of the beasts he has befriended with <<Tame Beast>>. Currently, his familiars are as follows: His cat Steven, Thomas the Tank Turtle and Alan the Annoying (a crow). All knicknamed by Alex. Cooldown: 60 seconds Personality: To sum it up in a few words, Alex doesn’t find much fun in life. He lives and continues living, but he doesn’t really find fun with it. He doesn’t really have aspirations or anything either, and his life’s alright. He has some measure of investment in Alfheim online, if only to see what happens in the end. He enjoys sprinting around and destroying people with his greatsword. Skills: Combat skills - Two handed straight sword - Parry - Leather equipment - First aid Other skills - Sprint - Hiding - Acrobatics - Familiar recovery - Familiar Communication
54,385	1,480	0	24	2,012	Goldenrod Radio Tower The sun would rise over the bustling city of Goldenrod, the largest city in the Johto region. The sounds of the city would fill the streets as people awoke, and headed to work. The smell of food would waft out of diners and restaurants, offering breakfast at a reasonable discount. Pidgey sat on the powerlines draped across the city, going from building to buiding. All was normal in the city of Goldenrod. Except, for one special celebration today. Indeed, in every home and business, all ears were tuned to the staticy buzz of their radio, awaiting the grand reopening of the Goldenrod Radio Tower! Indeed, today was a proud day for the city. And, it was up to the new employees to make sure the first Broadcast was a great one! Inside the building itself, a janitor mopped the floors. Employees already there milled about, waiting for the final maintenance check on the elevator before they could begin their day. The lobby full, some would even have to stand outside the building! Their pokemon too, would be out and waiting. A jigglypuff standing menacingly to the side would ensure that wherever one looked, Earbuds or the like were being worn. All in all, it was as if business hadn't stopped for the old tower. And now that it was opening, business wouldn't stop any time within the foreseeable future! Finally, a ding would be heard, and people would crowd their way onto the elevators! The day had begun! The janitor, still mopping the floors would let out a chuckle. Seems things were finally going to get back to normal. Maybe he would even see a few late comers? Who knew what would happen, when literally anything could happen in the Goldenrod Radio Tower!	Name: Delilah Delta, though she like being called Eli Age: 19 Gender: Female Pokemon: A naïve Umbreon by the name of Lutana; he has an almost inexhaustible amount of energy making him one of the few who can keep up with Eli. Desired position: IT specialist Why should you work at the Goldenrod radio tower?: “Well for one thing I’m a local, so I can be here lickity split the moment there’s an issue. And I know my stuff about computers, not just software stuff like the operating systems and setting up file servers.” She tilted her head for a moment. “Heck I could probably set up an entire login system of some kind if I had enough time and resources. Oh! Add in-house software designer to the list.” “But yeah, I’m really good with the hardware side of computers too so whatever sort of thing you need it to do I can tell you exactly the sort of spec you’ll be looking for in a machine. I even built my Brothers gaming rig and I estimate that it’ll be running games at the highest quality for at least a few years.” Eli shot a small grin towards her Umbreon sitting happily beside her, and he in turn gave her a confident look too. Their rehearsals of the interview had paid off. Other: She wears roller skates almost all the time making it a wonder how she hasn't broken her neck yet If there are any changes I should do just gimme a shout, also I'll try and find a suitable pic of her soonish if that's alright. Sounds good! Feel free to throw her into the CS tab whenever
54,386	1,480	1	2,502	1,203	There was a certain buzz of excitement in the air around the Radio Tower. New hires, new programs, new equipment, a lot of things were “new” this day. Dozens of people were streaming into the tower, hopped up and excited to create things and to bring a bit of joy into the lives of as many Johtoans as possible. There was one person, however, who did not share in the happy mood. In fact, she was distinctly unhappy. One might even suggest that she was somewhat peeved, or perhaps even a little bit cross. The truth, actually, was that Gaia, the new sound engineer of Goldenrod Radio Tower, was equally terrified and pissed. The former because she half convinced, and steadily moving towards fully convinced, that she was going to be fired on her first day. She was pissed because Thera, her Joltik, was missing. Again. And if she did get fired today, it would that fuzzy little traitor’s fault. The worst part was that she didn't have time to look for the Attaching Pokemon. She had too much on her plate breaking in the new equipment in the sound booth and making sure all of it worked. “I'm gonna squash that little piece of shit,” she grumbled to herself as she flicked through various switches, her sound board lighting up. Despite her foul mood, however, a slight smile crossed her face. This was her area of expertise, her queendom, and she its Goddess of Sound. Everything was going to sound perfect, because she would not allow any other option. Gaia leaned towards her mike, looking through the glass at the boy in the booth she had dragged along with her on her way up the stairs. “Alright Josh, start talking. I'd like this sound check to be done before the others get here.”	Name: Gaia Davin Gender: female Age: 28 Desired position: Sound Engineer Pokemon: Joltik (Thera aka The Boob Terrorist, female) Why should you work at the radio tower?: Because I'm the best sound engineer you'll ever find. Half the work in radio is having a good personality, and the other half is making sure you sound good. My personality sucks, but you could have a voice like a Rhyhorn with a head cold, and I could still make you sound like Meloetta herself. Half the candidates I've met today say they're the best there's ever been. What makes you so special? I don't work with sound, okay? I live it. Both my parents were musicians, and I've been playing with sound and noise almost since I was born. I was working with my first sound board when I was nine. Everybody's got their talent, right? Something that they're just born to do? Sound is my thing.
54,387	1,480	2	2,033	9,330	~Sidney Garland~ A certain hum of excitement was heard in Goldenrods famous Radio Tower today. In fact, it was the grand reopening! A reopening that many aspiring people would want to capitalize on. A reopening that one Sidney Garland was certain to capitalize on. The redhead had arrived early and had been one of the first people there. No way in hell was she gonna let this chance to slide past! A news host! What luck! She didn't actually think her flirting with the bossman would go over as well as it did, but damn. She must have seriously put on the charm. It shouldn't be much of a surprise though, in her opinion. Multitasking and information gathering was her specialty, after all. She had been doing it since she stole that camera from her parents and used it to confirm who was sneaking into the trainers school at night. Probably took after her dad a bit in that regard, since he was a police officer. Oh, and she was fabulous. Can't forget that. She was one-hundred percent grade A fabulous. She may not be some fancy Kalosian fashionista, or be as well endowed as some but damn it if she wasn't the best looking, classiest thing to walk into the Radio Tower. Not that she'd ever boast about such a thing. That'd be one hundred percent uncool and unfabulous, man. As the ding on the elevator silenced the murmur of activity, Sidney was one of the first ones onto it. She gave a brief hello to the Janitor, and stepped into the Elevator and moved to the back to allow others to get on. She was dressed in her usual outfit. An expensive, but casual looking wine red suit jacket over a white shirt, with black pants and comfortable black shoes. In one hand, she was carrying a neat looking black binder full of papers and other things she had brought with her. A fancy looking black and gold pen was hanging on it. The other was tucked into one of her pants pockets as she waited for the elevator to ascend to the appropriate floor she was going to be working on. Thankfully, it didn't take long and soon enough she stepped out. She walked down the hall, greeting everyone with a friendly smile, wink, and a generally overall friendly introduction and a skip in her step. Aside from being in a fabulously good mood, being friendly with your co-workers made blackmailing them working with them much, much easier. She didn't stay and idly chat for long, though. She wanted to get to her new work station and get everything ready. She had a few things she had to discuss today with her new audience, but she wanted to get her show in order. So she opened the door to the room she'd be working in - and HELLO. Cute girl alert. Sweet Arceus today was turning out fabulously. First she landed a job here, and now she was gazing at a creature more beautiful than any legendary pokemon. ...time to turn on her usual brand of charm. "Well, I mean, I can just leave if you want, but then that means I'd miss seeing your lovely face." She greeted Gaia with a friendly smile, walking over to where she was standing. "I take it I'm a bit early, then? Sidney Garland. I apparently work here now." She chuckled. For a brief moment, Sidney had to wonder where Rubi had gone off too. Probably was up to no good as usual. The Sabeleye had a habit of causing mischief. Not that she particularly cared, as they were usually hilarious. "So what's your name cutey?" She continued, giving Gaia her best smolder she could possibly manage. It was probably terrible, but hey - humor charmed the ladies too. "Or am I gonna be left wondering for the rest of my life about the girl who got away?~" Terrible pickup line initiated. If it actually worked, she was gonna laugh. Well, she'd probably laugh either way.	redacted
54,388	1,480	3	342	484	Dwight Waters was kind of having a shitty day. He'd been called in the previous night to make fix some problems, and was currently running on adrenaline and coffee fumes. The generators had seemed to be throwing a hissy fit by constantly shutting off, which turned out to be because some electrician had unevenly distributed the loads among the generators and had nearly overloaded two of them. After getting into an argument with the electrician over Pokégear, he had been forced to rectify the mistake himself. That had taken ten painstaking hours of calculations, tinkering, and checks to make sure the generator's would run smoothly once the station got up and running. Of course, that was not the only thing to go wrong. The elevator then had issues, and he had spent the rest of the time before the reopening trying to find out what was wrong with the elevator. After fixing those issues and checking to make sure no one had tampered with the systems during construction, he was left with two hours before the grand reopening. Those two hours became a panicked rush to clean up all the messes that came with the fixes. The elevator was still being checked out by some of the other janitors and handymen, and Dwight was going to ride it down and get some breakfast and a nap. Which was why he was surprised to find the lights on in one of the recording booths as he was walking down the hallway after stashing his tools in a janitor closet. "I'm so fucking done for this shit." Dwight growled as he made his way to the booth. Standing in the doorway he saw the three figure standing in the room. "Who the hell are you people?" Dwight's deep voice ground out as he glared at the trio.	Name: Dwight "Ike" Waters Gender: Male Age: 37 Desired position: Handyman/janitor/menial laborer Pokemon: A Machoke named Mack. Why should you work at the radio tower?: "Why should ya hire me?" the tall man asked aloud as he scratched his stubble, before shrugging and replying, "I've lived in Johto my entire life, travelling around as a laborer. Spent a couple years in construction, a few as an electrician, a couple as a plumber. Even worked on the S.S. Aqua, fixin, movin, and cleanin stuff. Ya know, handyman work. Havin spent a second in any of those fancy schools, but I'm qualified if you're worried about my work. The Department Store? I was a part of that. Did a couple of towers in Big Town, and even helped set up for a couple of contests in Florando." Pausing, Dwight looked the interviewer in the eye. "Besides, it can't hurt to have a little muscle in your workplace. Never know when some dumb fuck's gonna get all offended by one of ya's little reports and decides to do something dumb. 'ell, I should tell you one of that time some little shit thought It'd be a good idea to try and break into a house I was fixing..."
54,389	1,480	4	784	1,231	We're sorry but the person you are trying to reach is not available. Please leave a mess- beep "Oh my god no.. not now." a man in a tightly fit suit said as he lowered his phone from his ear and hung up. He turned to the man standing near him ready to go into the station, Derek Nally, was his name. He's the special guest of the day that was supposed to be getting interviewed by the new DJ in a couple minutes, but said DJ just didn't seem to be here. Or answering his phone. "Sir, I'm sorry I just don't know where Mr. Grey isn't here, so you'll have to just, I don't know wing the whole interview. Usually we'd at least rehearse some questions but since he's not here... Well, you'll do fine, you're you after all, haha." the man giggled waiting for the elevator to open up so they could get to the studio. Mic check should be soon, quickly followed by the show starting. "Oh it's fine, I work best on the fly, it's always got more pizazz going for it, in my opinion." the tall man with black hair said. He had a suit on as well, his white and gold as opposed to the first man's black suit and tie, but his cut off halfway down his torso, revealing a just-as-white button-up underneath. Everything about him, from the way he talked to the way he dressed and acted was flamboyant and over the top, no doubt he could carry this whole interview even without an interviewer present. "I'm going to call upstairs and let them know we're here. You should be on the air in about an hour, there should be somewhere you could warm your voice up in." He pulled his phone out once more and typed a few letters into it addressed to 'Gaia' reading "Has mic check started? Guest and I are in elevator heading up, no sign of Grey." With a push of a button the message sent, and another set the elevator upwards toward the studio. This day could be going better, but hopefully it didn't go any worse.	Name: Russel Trick Age: 28 Gender: Male Pokemon: Buizel Desired position: Promoter Why should you work at the radio tower?: "I can name a million reasons sir. First off, I have a good prescence in the underground music scene here in Goldenrod that I've built for years through friend's bands and going to every show I can. I know plenty of artists as well, especially ones that would be willing to do live interviews." But what about the artists people actually want to hear interviewed? "I, uh, hm. Well, I know a few scouts who hang around the same venues I do, they work for some major labels and could be a possible in. I don't know how reliably I could get A list guessed but B and C list artists shouldn't be much trouble. Not at all, sir." I'll consider you... Russel, was it? "Yes, that's right sir. Thank you for this opportunity."
54,390	1,480	5	450	421	As Grey sat snoozing in bed, time ticked by fast and several alarms went off. First his extra early alarm. That one didn't even stand a chance. Then his early alarm. Unlucky bastard. On time alarm went off, got him to stir, but he just snoozed it as he was accustomed to doing. It wasn't till the late alarm went off that the smooth lines of one-half of the rap group Eclipse finally penetrated his dreams and reminded him that he should at this point be VERY awake. "...your Pidgy's missing an -ot. Your coupe's missing a flock. You see, the common theme's that they both got wings~ If you fly do it to-" Suly's hand came down on the off button hard and he yawned, stretching as he looked to see the time. Double taking when he laid eyes on what time it actually was, Suly hightailed it out the bed and fell to the ground as he did so tripping to the ground. He scrambled to his feet and ran off to shower and dress. This had to be quick, quick, quick. A bunch of calls from the interview coordinator AND it was his first day! "Grendel, GRENDEL! GET UP!" He called out to his Noivern from the shower as the water ran, waking him up preemptively. The following few minutes was utter chaos as Sulyvahn tried to do his usual 30-minute morning routine within the course of around 7 minutes. His dreads weren't as thoroughly shampooed as they should've been, and he didn't have enough time to pick out something nice looking to impress his fellow workers and the man he was to be interviewing. Oh. Yeah. He didn't own any impressive clothing. With that dilemma solved, Suly threw on a pretty casual outfit, all things considered. The chain he wore around his neck jingled quite loudly as he grabbed his large silver and black case. "Grendel, come on boy! Gotta move!" He and his partner exited their small messy apartment, and he climbed onto Grendel's back as the dragon type flapped its wings and took off, heading directly towards the radio tower. Whilst balancing the case in his other arm, using his free arm Suly sent a message to the interview guy. "Srry bout that, slept in a bit. I'll be there in two shakes of a lamb's tail." With the message sent, he and Grendel descended upon their approach to the tower. Grey patted his pal's snout as he hopped off him, case in tow as he ran into the tower to speed towards his first job. Only about a half an hour late! Better than his last job! He rapidly pressed a button in the elevator and got in when the elevator was finally called, riding up to the floor where the studio was. As soon as the elevator door was open, he was off like a shot to the studio and awkwardly bumped shoulders with an older man standing in his path. Leaning over and resting his hands on his knees, he huffed a bit as his dreads hung down into his face and his hood covered the back of his head. "I-i'm here. Are we using traditional tracks or the newer kind?" Sulyvahn hadn't actually looked at who was in the room or if he was in the right place at all, but he held up his case which was full of records. He caught his breath and waited, holding the case up.	Name: Sulyvahn Grey Gender: Male Age: 20 Desired position: A DJ, turntablist Pokemon: Noivern, Male, named Grendel. "Why should you work at the radio tower?": "Why not, man?" As he got an odd look from his employer to be, Suly quickly scrambled to recover from the previous statement. "No disrespect meant sir, but I'm probably the best damn jockey you'll find. I'm familiar with ones and twos like a child at age five. I scratch beautifully, transition dutifully and I've got my ear to these streets. No one'll say Goldenrod lacks beats. Like Jenny, I bring the heat. Rhyme scheme is neat, and I kick verses like a Hitmonlee." "What was that? All of that, right there?" "Not sure, but I sounded like a DJ, right?"
54,391	1,480	6	365	1,200	Marcus Lupeworth Marcus, entirely naked, leaned against his kitchen counter casually, sipping a cup of coffee absolutely loaded with sugar and creamer, and why wouldn’t he? He was entirely alone in his apartment, save for Scarlet of course, his weavile. Life was pretty good actually. It was going to be an easy day. Just run to the store and stock up on moo moo milk. He always got a bit of a weird feeling when he drank that stuff, but hey - It’s delicious. So who cares? And of course! Today was the reopening of the Radio Tower! And also his first day on the job… Shit. Twenty minutes later and he’s ready for war. Or, well, work. Aha! Just one last thing to accomplish. Marcus raced to the bathroom, brushing his teeth for the third time that morning. He smiled into the mirror - Immaculate as always. After spending a few minutes making weird faces into the mirror, Marcus practiced his smile just one last time. “Fuck that bullshit about eyes. Teeth are the window to the soul.” He blinked at himself. “In that case… my soul must be pure as a damn angel.” And so, Marcus began to march out of his apartment, snagging a handful of hard caramels from the bowl on the kitchen table on his way, and popping one into his mouth. The rest always went into his pocket for later, and the bowl always stayed stocked. Scarlet stayed close behind her master, never trailing too far behind him. He keeps her safe. A short walk later, and there he was. Marcus took in the sight of the majestic Goldenrod Radio Tower with pleasure. “Scarlet… I’m nervous as all hell right now. With that being said… Let’s go!” The pair marched their way into the tower, got into an elevator, got off on a random floor - Marcus had a good feeling about it - and promptly got themselves lost wandering the halls. “Okay Scarlet, new plan. Let’s look for somebody.” The pair once again marched their way around the tower, eventually finding a sole recording booth that seemed to have garnered considerable attention from a few individuals. Popping another caramel into his mouth, Marcus approached the group. Sadly, Plan B seemed to be doomed to failure as well. The group was already engaged in some sort of conversation. Well, might as well make the most of this time. Marcus studied each individual carefully. There seemed to be a fairly attractive woman with a thing for red, an angry looking guy in a trench coat, another woman leaning over a mic, and some guy that seemed really tired out. Marcus smiled genuinely. At least they seemed interesting.	Name: Me? I’m Marcus, Marcus Lupeworth. Sorry about bringing a photo by the way, I don't really know how these things are handled. I hope that was alright. Age: I turned twenty two about three months ago. Gender: I’m going to assume you’re asking because it’s company policy, and not because you’re trying to be insulting. That’s the case, right? Uhm, I’m a guy. Pokemon: Hm? My Weavile and I have been through a lot. I call her Scarlet. Desired position: We don’t exactly have radio towers like this in Sinnoh, but before I wound up here I was working as a journalist. I’m good at uncovering the juicy stories that could potentially be broadcasted here. So… I’m not really sure what kind of position that would even be, but, I know there’s gotta be something like that. Right? I really need a job. Why should you work at the Goldenrod radio tower?: Honestly? I’m hurting for cash real bad. I got stir crazy in Sinnoh so I traveled all over Kanto and Johto to see the sights and finally live for once in my life. Once my tour had concluded, I remembered how much I liked Goldenrod City. So I settled down here. The problem is that I only have, what, I don’t know, like two months worth of funds left before I get evicted? I really really need this job. I’m qualified anyways, but if nothing else, can’t you just throw a guy a bone?
54,392	1,480	7	1,791	426	Joshua was having a great day unlike the all the other days that had passed before. He got a new job and today was his first day, of course he knew the position he has is not gonna be a cake walk. But again at least he got a job the only down side was he had to wake up really early which was new for him. He fed himself and his Chimchar some food that would give them enough energy for the morning. On his way to the radio tower he took a shortcut and was there along with a big crowd of people, guess he was late? See Joshua's job was basically he would go around and see what people needed help doing whether it was assisting them with their job, or having to run across town to pick up some food or whatever. He walked around seeing if anyone needed help and what surprised him was someone came to him for his first task. She had dragged him to do a sound check, so he was placed in the booth and she was on the other side waiting for him to speak. "Um what should I say? Maybe I could talk about my buddy Chimchar? Oh or I could talk about how this is such an amazing job and I'm lucky to have it." Joshua thought maybe he just did the sound check while trying to figure out what to talk about. So he just waited for a reply from the girl. But another girl came in and he couldn't hear what she was saying he kinda guessed she was flirting. Before Joshua decided to say something else another person walked in, and they didn't seem to be having as good of a day as him. He asked who they were and Joshua decided to speak up first. "I'm Joshua or Josh for short, I'm basically the errand boy for this place. Who are you?" Joshua felt kinda intimidated by the man but still wasn't afraid to speak to him.	Name: Joshua Tremore Age: "Oh I'm nineteen about half a year till my next birthday." Gender: Male Pokemon: "The only Pokemon I've ever gotten is this little guy right here." Joshua says as points to the Chimchar sitting on his shoulder. Desired position: "Well i'm not asking for much maybe I could be an errand boy, like do errands for some of workers or people who are really busy at the moment. Why should you work at the Goldenrod radio tower?: "I'm good for doing those small tasks that need to be done, but usually come in big quantities. And like when some someone needs something done but are really busy I can be the guy to do it." "But why should I hire you when there could be many more people that can do the same thing?" "Well I'm perfect for this I've spent a lot of my life getting around day by day, place to place, trying to live. So if you can show me someone who can get around to places faster than me I'd like to see that." that last part sounded kinda harsh, so he added on. "I'm sorry I really need this job I've finally got a place to settle down and have a roommate to split rent with, but I just need a job to get money and this is the only place hiring."
54,393	1,480	8	196	663	Eli walked briskly down the corridor ladened with boxes of cables and wires of all different sizes, lengths and even age; Eli was certain one or two were older than she was given how big the connectors were. She grimaced at another cable snaking its way from its place, ignoring her pleas for it to stop, and landed with a heavy thud on the floor. Luckily enough Lutana was on the case and plucked the cable up in his mouth, along with the other cables that had been dropped further back, trotting along after Eli. Eli mouthed ‘thank you’ to her Umbreon feeling very glad that she had decided to let him out of his pokeball. Although it seemed that pretty much everyone had their pokemon out as well to lend a hand with all the jobs that needed to be done, Eli had thought that all the preparation work would’ve been done before the opening but evidence proved otherwise. The corridor branched in two directions at the end and here Eli stopped trying to figure out which way she had to go. “Recording Booths…where are the recording booths.” She mumbled under her breath. “Maybe I should go to the offices first?” She didn’t know which way that was either. She decided that she give it a minute or two, to see if anyone who knew their way around the building appeared, before trying to head off on her own. After the building didn't look to be that big outside, so she couldn't get too lost.	Name: Delilah Delta, though she like being called Eli Age: 19 Gender: Female Pokemon: A naïve Umbreon by the name of Lutana; he has an almost inexhaustible amount of energy making him one of the few who can keep up with Eli. Desired position: IT specialist Why should you work at the Goldenrod radio tower?: “Well for one thing I’m a local, so I can be here lickity split the moment there’s an issue. And I know my stuff about computers, not just software stuff like the operating systems and setting up file servers.” She tilted her head for a moment. “Heck I could probably set up an entire login system of some kind if I had enough time and resources. Oh! Add in-house software designer to the list.” “But yeah, I’m really good with the hardware side of computers too so whatever sort of thing you need it to do I can tell you exactly the sort of spec you’ll be looking for in a machine. I even built my Brothers gaming rig and I estimate that it’ll be running games at the highest quality for at least a few years.” Eli shot a small grin towards her Umbreon sitting happily beside her, and he in turn gave her a confident look too. Their rehearsals of the interview had paid off. Other: She wears roller skates almost all the time making it a wonder how she hasn't broken her neck yet If there are any changes I should do just gimme a shout, also I'll try and find a suitable pic of her soonish if that's alright.
54,394	1,480	9	2,502	1,203	‘Sidney’ didn’t get a chance to finish her sentence, as Gaia’s hand shot out and clapped over the girl’s mouth. “Whatever it is, it can wait two minutes. Now be quiet.” the sound engineer said, her brow furrowed. She cocked her head slightly. There was something there that shouldn’t have been there. “Where the hell is that static coming from?” she muttered, touching and adjusting sliders across the board, though it brought about no change. A low, constant hiss came through the speakers, not loud enough to obscure anything, but still enough to be noticeable. “Who the hell are you people?” Gaia barely spared a glance at the older man at the door, still focused on the sound board. “I work here, what’s your excuse?” She gritted her teeth. Still, the static was unchanging. “Why the hell isn’t this~” She stopped as sliders began to move seemingly by themselves. “What the,” an exasperated sigh escaped Gaia’s lips, and she leaned on the board, glowering. “Very funny. Get out of there.” The sliders moved again, forming an approximation of a smiling face. Gaia’s glower became more severe. ”NOW.” Electricity crackled across the soundboard, and a bolt of blue lightning shot out of it, zipping over the heads of everyone in the room and out into the hallway. Pushing past the man blocking the door, Gaia hollered. “Whoever has a Rotom, keep it out of the sound equipment! I don’t want a short circuit in the middle of a broadcast!” Shaking her head, she plopped back down into her chair. “People.” Looking up into the booth at Josh, she rubbed her forehead. “Just, talk, Josh. I don’t care about what, I just need to establish some base settings.” Recalling that someone else had talked to her, Gaia turned to the cute redhead standing beside her, eye flicking over her outfit. “Who are you again?” Her tone was equal parts tired, confused, and curious, mixed with slight irritation. Her job was sound, not dealing with people.	Name: Gaia Davin Gender: female Age: 28 Desired position: Sound Engineer Pokemon: Joltik (Thera aka The Boob Terrorist, female) Why should you work at the radio tower?: Because I'm the best sound engineer you'll ever find. Half the work in radio is having a good personality, and the other half is making sure you sound good. My personality sucks, but you could have a voice like a Rhyhorn with a head cold, and I could still make you sound like Meloetta herself. Half the candidates I've met today say they're the best there's ever been. What makes you so special? I don't work with sound, okay? I live it. Both my parents were musicians, and I've been playing with sound and noise almost since I was born. I was working with my first sound board when I was nine. Everybody's got their talent, right? Something that they're just born to do? Sound is my thing.
54,395	1,480	10	2,033	9,330	~Sidney Garland~ Before Sidney could even get her flirtations done, a hand was shoved over her mouth, silencing her. She blinked, a bit surprised by the action. Now, there weren't many things that could stop Sidney's mouth from running, but a hand from a cute girl being placed on her mouth was one of the many things that could do such a thing. The redhead chuckled to herself quietly. Well, she hadn't exactly said no, so that was permission to continue as far as she cared. "Who the hell are you people?" Ignoring the mans question for now, she instead focused back on the girl, and on the guy who had apparently been helping her with something. "I'm Joshua or Josh for short, I'm basically the errand boy for this place. Who are you?" He answered the older man. Well, she might as well introduce herself again now. “Who are you again?" Especially since she was being asked a question by the current target of her flirtations. She sounded stressed. She wondered if she could possibly help with that in some manner?~ "Hehe, well someone takes their job seriously. How about I take ya out somewhere after this so you can relax?~" She gave Gaia a somewhat suggestive smirk, making it very clear what she might have meant by that. Now, whether she truthfully meant it or not was an entirely different story, and before Gaia could respond though, she quickly turned back to the gathered group, a big grin on her face as she addressed everyone gathered. Placing a hand on her hip and giving them the best smile she could muster, she introduced herself once again. "Hiya, folks!~" She cheerily replied to the gathered group. "Sidney Garland, at your service! Radio host, information gatherer extraordinaire, amateur writer and your new best friend!" She chuckled a bit at that, giving Joshua a wink before clearing her throat, becoming just about as serious as she ever was. "I'm working here starting today. I'm supposed to be hosting a talk show of some sorts in this room, and as much fun as it would be to have an audience for the show, I think I'd better start off a bit small, yeah? Don't want any interruptions when I'm wooing the audience with my adorable voice. So if you don't have any business here, if you could all do me a favor and leave for a bit, that'd be lovely, thank you~! I'll treat you all to dinner sometime, yeah?~" Certain that would be enough to get them to leave, she then turned back to Gaia. "Hehe, sorry about that, but I wanna get this show on the road sooner rather than later." She took a look over at the controls the other woman was messing with. It was rather obvious she was a sound engineer of sorts, so chances were she should probably at least get in good with her if she wanted to do good here. "Anyways, I'm certain a lovely girl like you has an equally lovely name?~" terrible pickup line number two initiated. Actually, that was three. Damn it, she was on a roll here~	redacted
54,396	1,480	11	1,059	22	Good morning thank you for calling Goldenrod radio tower, Denni Haderleigh speaking how may I be of assistance? No that's way too long Denni muttered to herself as she got ready for the morning. It was still earlier than the sun itself, she had never been used to getting ready before the sun but then again this was also her first day working and her first time ever opening up a radio station a day for firsts she thought to herself. Today Denni could not wear her crop tops or her shorts today was a day to make an impression, she put on a Shuppet Blue skirt with a matching blazer jacket, sleeves rolled up to come across somewhat stylish, a deep purple blouse and the perfect height of high heels. She had been pinching pennies ever since she found out she got the job just to look great on her first day. Having no idea what she was going to wear tomorrow she called upon her Haunter Hal and they headed out set right for the day. Goldenrod radio tower my name is Denni how may I be of assistance? Damn it still to long. Denni was really stuck on the details of pretty much everything. She needed this job if not for her sake for Hal's. Denni had never been much for Pokemon except for Hal, her incorporeal friend was someone she knew she could always rely on, like now while stressing about how to say hi over the phone Hal was stretching his face in many a different way in effort to entertain himself and Denni, she noticed and it made her smile inside but she kept a stern face if only to make the Haunter try harder. A quick stop to the Pokemart for a water and then Denni was at the tower. Thinking she was going to arrive early she was left dumbfounded to find the lobby, her work space filled to the brim with people. She was not late that was for sure. Right before she began panicking Haunter licked her left hand. It went numb, but it was a tactic that the duo had built together if things weren't in order he'd give her a small lick and then she would have to concentrate on regaining feeling. It worked, it always did. As Denni began to regain feeling and control in the tips of her digits she looked up to the sound of a ding and noticed everyone was gone. Great first impression Miss head of public relations. She was mad but she knew she could relax now. She sat down at her desk still looking for the perfect wording for her telephone greeting. She booted up her PC to a very bland desktop. That'll need some changing she said aloud. She picked up a quiet telephone once more in practice. Goldenrod tower Denni speaking how may I help you? There was no dial tone no nothing. She looked at the time on the PC and noticed there were only 10 minutes until the station was officially open and the first show would be underway. No time to send an email to tech support she figured she had a good lay of the building she could probably power walk to the tech office and have a resolution in 9 minutes and be ready faster than a Jolteon. She started marching into the hallways first a left, then a right one more right and she'd be where she needed to be. She stopped herself quickly at the sight of a girl more than likely the same age as her with red hair and her Umbreon carrying enough cable to wire the entire building. Noticing the unmistakable look of being lost on her face Denni stopped and thought to herself A good receptionist should help a person in need. She walked up to the girl and with the most sincere smile said Hi there, is there anything I can do to help? she was sure that she had just presented herself in a polite professional manner. Now if only she could be that sure of Hal.	Name: Denni Hadderleigh Gender: Female Age:18 Desired Position:Receptionist/Public Relations Pokemon:Haunter M Hallows (Hal for short) Why Should you work at the radio tower?: My life revolves around Hal. I was lost as a kid playing in Union Cave as a Gastly, Hal found me and helped me find my way home. What does that have to do with anything? I have a goal well... Denni opens a Pokeball containing an excited Haunter who licks Denni's wrist making it go limp. She then let's out a sigh. Well we have a goal. We want to build strong enough relations with other trainers so we can send Haunter on a Poke-exchange trip and hopefully evolve him to a Gengar! Using my strong social skills and Hal's ... personality. Hal makes faces Denni not flinching You wanna know what will make me excel at my job? Drive to accomplish a goal Denni lifts her still paralyzed wrist in an attempt to make a triumphant fist. Haunter posing behind. Also an apartment in Goldenrod is expensive. Under her breath Man I need a roomate... Sorry again about the delay.
54,397	1,480	12	342	484	"Damn, I'm more tired than I thought..." Dwight mumbled quietly to himself as he wiped his tired eyes. He was tired, achey and could smell the dust and sweat on his body. A shower was going to be needed before he crashed for the day. The group of people had been joined by a fourth person, and all of them looked so young. Shaking his head ruefully, he let his hand drop back down to his side. Everyone else seemed to be filled with energy and youth, compared to him and his tired old bones. Stifling a large yawn, the large man leaned against the doorway. "Sorry 'bout that. Haven't slept a wink at all. I'm Dwight." Dwight said as he flashed his ID card on its lanyard, before addressing the flustered-looking women fiddling with the sound system. She seemed to be harassed by a red head that was trying, to whisper honeyed words to her. Emphasis on the words "tried" and "whisper" as Dwight heard every cheesy pick up line that left the redhead's painted lips. "Hey miss, if there's any issue with the electrical, just call me. I was working on the generators last night, and they seem to be working smoothly." Dwight paused before continuing to address the room as a whole, "I'm going down to get breakfast, anybody want anything?"	Name: Dwight "Ike" Waters Gender: Male Age: 37 Desired position: Handyman/janitor/menial laborer Pokemon: A Machoke named Mack. Why should you work at the radio tower?: "Why should ya hire me?" the tall man asked aloud as he scratched his stubble, before shrugging and replying, "I've lived in Johto my entire life, travelling around as a laborer. Spent a couple years in construction, a few as an electrician, a couple as a plumber. Even worked on the S.S. Aqua, fixin, movin, and cleanin stuff. Ya know, handyman work. Havin spent a second in any of those fancy schools, but I'm qualified if you're worried about my work. The Department Store? I was a part of that. Did a couple of towers in Big Town, and even helped set up for a couple of contests in Florando." Pausing, Dwight looked the interviewer in the eye. "Besides, it can't hurt to have a little muscle in your workplace. Never know when some dumb fuck's gonna get all offended by one of ya's little reports and decides to do something dumb. 'ell, I should tell you one of that time some little shit thought It'd be a good idea to try and break into a house I was fixing..."
54,398	1,480	13	365	1,200	Marcus Lupeworth Marcus turned on his heel and began to walk away, sighing in defeat. The pretty redhead - that hair couldn’t be natural - Sidney, made it abundantly clear that he, and most of the other folks around her, ought to clear out. Marcus wasn’t quite sure what to make of the new host. She was easy on the eyes, at least. And besides, her words earlier implied a free meal might be in the works further down the line. He long ago resolved that anyone willing to buy him food was worth befriending, or at the very least, staying on good terms with. Sucking on the sweet caramel in his mouth thoughtfully, his mind drifted to the other individuals present. Next to Sidney, Trench Coat guy was certainly the one to make the biggest impression on him. Dwight something or other, Marcus thought. He seemed just a bit miffed about something to say the least. That fellow certainly wasn’t hard to look at himself, but he seemed just a tad scary. Deeper into his thoughts Marcus sank, so deep in fact, that he wound up walking right into an unsuspecting employee while Scarlet snickered to herself. “Oh, hey, sorry about that.” - Here now Marcus began to rub the back of his neck awkwardly for a while, to really sell the fact that he was apologetic. He, in fact, was not. - “Anyways, I’m incredibly lost, and you are?”	Name: Me? I’m Marcus, Marcus Lupeworth. Sorry about bringing a photo by the way, I don't really know how these things are handled. I hope that was alright. Age: I turned twenty two about three months ago. Gender: I’m going to assume you’re asking because it’s company policy, and not because you’re trying to be insulting. That’s the case, right? Uhm, I’m a guy. Pokemon: Hm? My Weavile and I have been through a lot. I call her Scarlet. Desired position: We don’t exactly have radio towers like this in Sinnoh, but before I wound up here I was working as a journalist. I’m good at uncovering the juicy stories that could potentially be broadcasted here. So… I’m not really sure what kind of position that would even be, but, I know there’s gotta be something like that. Right? I really need a job. Why should you work at the Goldenrod radio tower?: Honestly? I’m hurting for cash real bad. I got stir crazy in Sinnoh so I traveled all over Kanto and Johto to see the sights and finally live for once in my life. Once my tour had concluded, I remembered how much I liked Goldenrod City. So I settled down here. The problem is that I only have, what, I don’t know, like two months worth of funds left before I get evicted? I really really need this job. I’m qualified anyways, but if nothing else, can’t you just throw a guy a bone?
54,399	1,480	14	1,791	426	Seems like his work in the booth was done, so Joshua exited the booth and proceeded to exit the room. But as he was in the door frame he told everyone that if they needed something done just come find him. Now that his first task was over he didn't know what to do now. He does remember Dwight saying something about breakfast, even though Joshua already ate he could follow Dwight just to have a sense where everything important is. Joshua had this sudden realization he was already blindly following Dwight who was a couple feet ahead of him. Joshua quickened his pace to catch up and was able to walk side by side with Dwight. "So your the electrician, that's cool." he opened with that just to break the ice. "It also sounds like you have a lot on your plate so I won't take up much of your time, but is there by chance anything I could possibly do for you?" he asked.	Name: Joshua Tremore Age: "Oh I'm nineteen about half a year till my next birthday." Gender: Male Pokemon: "The only Pokemon I've ever gotten is this little guy right here." Joshua says as points to the Chimchar sitting on his shoulder. Desired position: "Well i'm not asking for much maybe I could be an errand boy, like do errands for some of workers or people who are really busy at the moment. Why should you work at the Goldenrod radio tower?: "I'm good for doing those small tasks that need to be done, but usually come in big quantities. And like when some someone needs something done but are really busy I can be the guy to do it." "But why should I hire you when there could be many more people that can do the same thing?" "Well I'm perfect for this I've spent a lot of my life getting around day by day, place to place, trying to live. So if you can show me someone who can get around to places faster than me I'd like to see that." that last part sounded kinda harsh, so he added on. "I'm sorry I really need this job I've finally got a place to settle down and have a roommate to split rent with, but I just need a job to get money and this is the only place hiring."
54,400	1,480	15	196	663	Eli “uh” Eli froze. Before her was a person who was ever so kindly looking to help her. But she was a person, and Eli had finished deciding how she was supposed to have even asked for help let alone respond to an offer! Eli felt her brain stutter to a halt; she hadn’t had a chance to rehearse anything! “um.” She threw a pleading glance down at Lutana. Lutana, being a Pokémon who was unable to speak human, was only able to look between his trainer and the other one trying to encourage Eli to think faster and speak. Lutana then looked up to the Haunter and tried to explain the situation, as best one good with their mouth full. After what felt like ages Eli felt her brain finally start up again and was halfway through saying “Yes please”, which then very quickly became a bad word after someone walked into her from behind sending the very full boxes of cables tumbling out of her grasp and onto Lutana. “Lutana!” Eli cried. Thankfully Lutana had only been slightly dazed by the heaps of cables now covering him.	Name: Delilah Delta, though she like being called Eli Age: 19 Gender: Female Pokemon: A naïve Umbreon by the name of Lutana; he has an almost inexhaustible amount of energy making him one of the few who can keep up with Eli. Desired position: IT specialist Why should you work at the Goldenrod radio tower?: “Well for one thing I’m a local, so I can be here lickity split the moment there’s an issue. And I know my stuff about computers, not just software stuff like the operating systems and setting up file servers.” She tilted her head for a moment. “Heck I could probably set up an entire login system of some kind if I had enough time and resources. Oh! Add in-house software designer to the list.” “But yeah, I’m really good with the hardware side of computers too so whatever sort of thing you need it to do I can tell you exactly the sort of spec you’ll be looking for in a machine. I even built my Brothers gaming rig and I estimate that it’ll be running games at the highest quality for at least a few years.” Eli shot a small grin towards her Umbreon sitting happily beside her, and he in turn gave her a confident look too. Their rehearsals of the interview had paid off. Other: She wears roller skates almost all the time making it a wonder how she hasn't broken her neck yet If there are any changes I should do just gimme a shout, also I'll try and find a suitable pic of her soonish if that's alright.
54,401	1,480	16	784	1,231	The elevator doors opened, and strutting out was the guest of the day, Derek Nally. Following shortly behind in a much less flashy manner was Russel. "To the right, I don't know if sound check started but... Oh, of course there are 90 people in the booth at the moment. That's totally how you check levels." he said, pinching the bridge of his nose. At least some of them were heading out, it seemed. None of them happened to be the DJ he was looking for, however. "I like how lively this place is, so much energy, unh!" He loudly grunted and winked at everyone in the room with a swing of his hips and a click from his tongue. "Uh, ah, YEAH! This is what it's like here at Goldenrod Radio tower. Like this all the time. And you all... uh, can stay and watch as we sound check Mr. Nally, like we usually definitely do." Russel said with a terrible fake calm voice, looking at those that remained in the sound booth. He looked to Gaia in particular with a look of distress and confusion, his buizel simply ignoring everything and trying to get everyone to pet him. "Gaia, get ready, Nally likes to yell so you're going to have to do a bit of adjusting from time to time. Ready Mr. Nally?" the man in the tight suit said, adjusting the microphone to be near, but not too near the mouth of the guest. "I'm always ready, hot stuff." He said, stroking Russel's chin seductively. Russel just grinned awkwardly.	Name: Russel Trick Age: 28 Gender: Male Pokemon: Buizel Desired position: Promoter Why should you work at the radio tower?: "I can name a million reasons sir. First off, I have a good prescence in the underground music scene here in Goldenrod that I've built for years through friend's bands and going to every show I can. I know plenty of artists as well, especially ones that would be willing to do live interviews." But what about the artists people actually want to hear interviewed? "I, uh, hm. Well, I know a few scouts who hang around the same venues I do, they work for some major labels and could be a possible in. I don't know how reliably I could get A list guessed but B and C list artists shouldn't be much trouble. Not at all, sir." I'll consider you... Russel, was it? "Yes, that's right sir. Thank you for this opportunity."

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