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 Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 2:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 2:28 pm
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 Name: Alucard Van Lucifix.
Age: 19 (328 in Vampire years)
Personality: Alucard is generally to-the-point, he’s quite confident and enjoys outwitting people. He isn’t necessarily unkind, but he isn’t ‘kind’ in the same sense, he’s rather neutral. He enjoys the indulgence of Red Wine unless the accasional delicacy of Blood is at disposal. Alucard has a distinct other, shallow, personality towards Humans.
Bio: Alucard was born into a Transylvanian family of Vampires, brought up like one, and trained like one. He grew up inside a larg, traditional castle with his family. His father, disliking many Humans taught his son to hate them too, and succeeded. Alucard grew to slowly dislike humans more and more, now he’s more than happy to meddle with Human plans, but wouldn’t go as far as war, it’s a bit much for him to stretch his arm out for. He watched Humans become more and more intelligent, watched the monstrosities of WW1 and WW2, that only made him enjoy watching them even more in their peace less lives. His first moment of significance was when his rich father awarded him for his 173rd birthday, Alucard’s own Pentagram necklace. By which time he became more like who he is now, less of a child, and more of a confident, adult Vampire. The Pentagram necklace was something of significance in Alucard’s family, it meant he was a true Vampire of the family and that he had proved to his father how much he respected him. Alucard came to Trinity in hope of some challenges. Alucard commonly travels in Bat or Wolf form, rarely he uses Mist form.
Abilities: Bat, Wolf or Mist form. Alucard may perferm various tricks with cards. He may also summon a horde of Bats or dissapear through a beam of darkness to short distances. If Alucard actually managed to become enraged he'll bring forth a flying Demon, b*****d Sword to do his bidding. And he won't hesitate to scare with other Vampiric abilities. Alucard spent a portion of his life in the library, researching and then practising what he'd learned of 'Diabolical Magic' in the dungeons. An art his father also enjoyed greatly. (A useful blend of Vampiric and Hellish magic)
Alucard enjoys the accassional book, normally a topic he is in certain need of learning about. He also likes to roam the odd forest or two. Indoors Alucard it more than happy to sit, possibly watching some kind of entertainment, drinking Red Wine.
Alucard has a few dislikes. He utterly hates Humans but as mentioned avoids murder. Sun light he can deal with. Alucards other dislikes he tends to keep to himself, untill it irritates him.
Alucard's Father 
Important Events in Alucard's Life
''A Symbolic Significance''
Alucard stood eagerly before his Fathers double doors, heavy, wooden, reinforced doors. His father normally comes to him, instead of calling Alucard to his study for his birthday. 'Come in' a bold, masculine voice came from behind the doors. Alucard pushed them open with force and as his eyes focused after the sudden glare of sun light from the windows on either side of his father, he stood before him. Alucards father sat on a 18th century wooden chair, heavily decorated, before a heavy wooden desk, surrounded by shelves filled with books from ages past. After several minutes and a sall conversation Alucard accepted the 173rd birthday gift from his father. 'It is now that I give you the Family Heirloom, the very symbol of our great family, the Pentagram Necklace. And for as long as you possess it, I shall always be by your side, my son.'
''A Lingering Hate''
'Blasted Humans!' shouted Alucards father from the middle of the castle corridors, gazing out a twilight lit window, holding the curtains open. only a few steps away Alucard stood, gazing out another window. The corridor was lit with precisely placed, floating fire balls.And a red carpet covered the stone flooring. 'Punish them' replied Alucard, staring at the Humans attempting to break through the Castle gates with concentration. Their faces were faintly lit with the glow of fire outside and twilight from above. It was dark outside, lit by a few large floating fore balls and the lit torches amongst the horde of angry humans. At this moment his father gave the signal, with the wave of his hands the castle gates were opened. The Humans were excitedly greeted by a group of hungry, fearsome hounds. 'I brought you up well, my son.' |
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:00 pm
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Name: Marluxia
Age: 18
Race: Angel
Bio: Marluxia is, or was, the Archangel of Fate itself. In the High Kingdom Marluxia maintained and enforced fate and the possible outcomes, the different fates of the future depending on what happened in the present. He was part of the High Order, comprised of other Archangels of varying titles. In the High Kingdom Marluxia wore a bright attire, white, gleaming plate with itnricate heavenly detail, his boots and under armour were made of dark, ivory green and the very tips and edges of his shining white plate reflected shades of crimson and pink. To match, his weapon was a large scythe, its blade made of gleaming white/cream metal, with shaded ornamental detail, its outer edge protected with a an ivory coloured metal edge. The sharper edge on the opposing side glistened shades of crimson red and pink depending on the light. The shaft was ivory green with a cream/white metal guard for where he held it. To finish, he had large, thick, majestic wings that brilliantly shined.
One evening in the bright, High Kingdom the High Order gathered to discuss the options available about recent worries down below on the ground kingdom of Earth, the world of which they governed. The reason for their swift gathering was the outbreak of World War 2. Mass destruction was bound to happen, the High Order feared perhaps unholy and demonic possession or even alteration was the main cause. But after much discussion and bold voices being heard in the gleaming hall of the High Order, a vote was made. The Majority vote was against aiding the Humans. Their reason 'Human-kind brought this upon themselves, no unholy or demonic influence is of hand and there for Human kind must fix this rapture themselves' however, Marluxia didn't agree completely. He agreed that this was of no hellish influence, and he of coarse took into account the fate of Earth. He saw many different fates, one of which showing a brighter future, learning from the past, or a hellish, brutal and un-fair world. Though this wasn't his strongest reason.
Marluxia was one to watch and admire the Human race. For such a young race in terms of the world of Earth, they've come a very long way, and have evolved dramatically, and Marluxia could see that much was still to be learned. Over the many, many years he had grown a weak spot for Humans, weak considered by the High Order. He favoured protecting the Human race. This began to alter his better judgement of fate itself. This, is why his reason was different to that of the rest of the High Order.
Even after judgement and no action was made, he pulled the Grand Angel aside to speak privately, he encouraged that saving the Humans and intervening in some way would be of great importance, but the Grand Angel didn't see things Marluxia's way. He judged the same as the others, the Angels were not to assist in any shape or form. But Marluxia wouldn't take no for an answer, tried to persuade the Grand Master that the fate of the world in the far future is going to rapture, cascade and soon fall apart because of this major event. This bold talk soon became a fight for power. Pushing Marluxia aside, the Grand Angel threatened the consequences of Marluxia's actions. Stated that 'If one's duties are altered by the mere feelings for a race such as Humans, than you should join them!' the Grand Master bellowed his voice at Marluxia. He then replied with a bold, strong voice 'You cannot decide my future! I am fate itself!' and as he said so, Marluxia swung his scythe diagonally at the Grand Angel, missing however and plunging his blade into the gleaming floor. Shattering much of it. Then the Grand Angel replied 'Then may you be banished and no longer worthy of the title Archangel of Fate!' with that the Grand Angel plunged his extremely large 2-handed sword, similarly decorated to Marluxia's scythe, into the floor, causing major disruption to Marluxia's foot hold. And then, he grasped Marluxia's scythe and hammed the bottom of the shaft into the ground beside him with brute force, shattering it from bottom to top. And as it broke, Marluxia's armour began to crack with it. Beams of light escape through the cracks, pure power leaked from his body and soon, with the Grand angel's command, the entirety of Marluxia was banished by the skies of the High Kingdom, when he appeared in the golden clouds the other Angels watched and feared the worst. His armour finally shattered and his majestic glow withered. Then, as he began to fall, his wings fell apart, feather by feather his wings vanished and soon he was plummeting to the ground.
That was the last the High Order or the High Kingdoms saw of him. Its been many years, he's maintained his youth, he still bears the powers that he once held, but not so completely. He may show his former self for short periods of time as if to be an illusion, he may use other angelic abilities but many of which he once used as a living for governing the fate of Earth has been long lost.
Yearning his rightful place, he finally gained the will to attend Trinity Academy. A place where he may not be judged for who he is, or used to be. Where he may hopefully regain his power, and show the High Order what they should have seen coming. He would not let Earth's fate be an unfortunate one, in honour of those that make Earth such a place to watch and govern.
Personality: Marluxia is a very happy guy, and doesn't get annoyed too easily. He's funny and inteligent. He respects others and is happy lend a helping hand to people. He's quite laid back, he doesn't over-react all the time and thinks positively the majority of the time. However, his past haunts him, and he often ponders the fates of people, places and most importantly... himself.
Abilities: Marluxia is highly skilled such as a master with his Scythe, now an ivory shaft with a pale pink blade and golden edges. Other than this, he specialises in magic such as short distance teleportation, psychic abilties (minor - e.g. future fate predictions) and abilities that alter Fate itself. Marluxia may no longer fly. |
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2011 3:06 pm
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Name: Kayoka Saeiko
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Ju-On
Ethnicity: Japanese
Bio: Kayoka was quite a confident woman and had quite a happy life. She had no husband, no children, just herself. kayoka was rather ignorant to her family members and friends. She had always worked towards being skilled with melee weapons. Kayoka heard of the curse at a near by house. A young girl was tragically murdered there, and apparently all those that go in die, or never return. Kayoka wanted to investigate this for herself, she wanted to ‘capture’ whatever lied within. She relied on her senses to be able to locate anything out of the ordinary, so as she entered building she wore her Blind-fold and held her dagger. She was so confident, un-worried. Until the sound of static from a nearby TV became existent. She stood still... and after a short while she gave up, and was actually becoming agitated. Upon taking her blind-fold off, she witnessed something that almost petrified her. She ran. She broke her leg as she trampled down the stairs. And then it hit her how badly she lived her life, jsut as she sat there against a wall... accepting what was about to happen to her. No family for her now, they all left her... nothing good to remember about her life. And now, there’s no way back. She then realised the only way her life must end, would be suicide. She got ready with her dagger but ‘something’ else beat her too it. Her body was later found, severely wounded around her neck. With the TV on a static channel upstairs. Since then, rumours of two separate, horrifying curses are said to lie within. But it can’t be true... Because no one’s ever lived long enough to prove it...
Sexuality: Straight
Personality: Creepy and horrifying.
Powers: Teleportation(following...), moving through walls and horrifying victims shortly. Usually appears on video footage as a shadow. Kayoka May also appear through various objects. She may temporarily make her victims blind, to let them see and she once did jsut before death(her blind-fold)
Likes: She did enjoy singing... and painting.
Dislikes: People and Happiness she once enjoyed. |
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 11:04 am
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Emily Lovegrove
Age: 18
Race: Human
Ethnicity: English
Appearence: Emily had a lush blonde hair, dazzling eyes and would often wear white dresses. Her skin was coloured nicely and she was about 5 foot 4.
Gender: female
Bio: Emily lived in England for the main part of her life. She grew up hapilly with the best of friends and her caring family. She was very good in school and got good grades, and eventually went to Japan to study. The reason she did so well in school was probably because she had sixth sense, and could create illusions. She would create a double of herself in one class, whilst secretly attending another, only to merge what she had seen (her double) with her own memory, hense gaining extra knowledge. Whilst in Japan she heard about the poor girl the poor girl that died in a cursed house, probably a simular age to her. Emily visited the building prior to attending Trinity Academy. When she left the building she wasn't the same, scarred. She had turned skitzerfrenic and worried for her family so didn't even bother. She knew what she let herself into, and the rumours were so self explanitory. 'Those that enter... DIE. Those they love... DIE'
Emily had a crush in Japan, a work friend. She had developed a very strong bond with him and was hoping to 'ask him out or something' before she went to the Academy. However these plans were prosponed when she became almost skitzerfrenic and wanted to be in the Academy more and more.
She hoped going to the academy would help, maybe even kill the curse. She thought the magical essense of the school would make the fear go away. So now she has joined the academy hoping for a change in life. You know what they say, the first day is what counts, its where everything happens!
Emily, only mere days after starting her new life at the academy was fated an unfortunate turn of events, the horrors of her nightmares that she had try to escape by coming to the academy had managed to creep on her before she could try to relinquish the threat. It happened outside the Angel Dorms. Out of pure fear she was petrified, the horrific being, the Ju-On closed in on her in the dark corridor, she shouted, pleaded and attacked the door behind her violently... but it wasn't enough. Minutes later the Angels inside found her corpse hanging by two daggers impaling her hands to the door and her insides ripped out.
Sexuality: Straight
Likes: singing and socialising. Dancing she loved and learning, she loved learning.
Dislikes: her own fears, following her. |
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2012 1:43 am
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`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´ Luмїηą Lα Esтяєℓℓα `•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Race: Witch
Personality: Lumina is confident, bold and and proud. Her young, attractive appearance helps to make her friendly personality show through and get on well with the other staff. She's always willing to help someone that deserves it, she's always proud of her students and doesn't often lose her temper. But when she does it isn't too noticeable, as she takes care of the situation swiftly and without interruption using humiliating spells on the students.
During class Lumina is clear, calm and stern as she teaches her students to the best of her ability. She's fun and humorous in class too to keep her students in a good mood. However one wrong turn from the students will result in a glare, and perhaps embarrassment.
Outside of lessons she's similarly the same, accept acts more like friends towards the students, a good relationship with the students is good Lumina believes. She would never go as far to have a romantic relationship between one of her students, she would never, ever, consider it.
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Biography: Lumina has lived a troubling past, a past that she would rather forget but still haunts her to this very day. Lumina was part of a cult of Witches many years ago, it wasn't a particularly good cult. Long story short things didn't go so well, the witches deceived her, used her for her well harnessed magic. Whilst Lumina thought everything was going well, she befriended a fellow witch, a man. He wasn't like the other witches of the cult, and she loved him for that. The others could be snotty, mean and selfish. But he wasn't like that, he was caring, funny and genuinely a fair man.
Lumina's partner, love of her life, was named Blue. An odd name for any time or generation. She wanted to be with him forever. But then the cult didn't agree, and intervened. The entire time they had planned to wreck Lumina's and Blue's relationship. They wanted to ruin Lumina. They decided to take blue away from her, and that they did. Soon after they wanted to kill her, using Blue as the bait. But she went into hiding... unable to be found by the evil cult as she fell into her own shadow, fearing the worst, not knowing what to do for months...
Sitting alone in a pumpkin field, she was the only one here, surrounded with orange pumpkins of all different sizes, shapes and shades. She looked down to her shadow. 'What have i become...' she had noticed that she's been hiding for a long time... her life has been in danger for too long. And she worried only too much about Blue... of whom she had now feared the worst had become of him...
Then she looked down towards a pumpkin, it was hand sized and orange, it looked like it was struggling to survive amongst all these other pumpkins to compete against. But she could tell it wasn't giving up... not like her. Grasping it in her hand she wiped a tear from her cheek with another hand before saying 'Your destiny... isn't so immutable... Anything that you can dream could also be the fate that you will have...' her tears stopped, she had come to reality. This symbol before her had risen to the surface, her confidence that she had buried deep within the crimson sweetness of her blood was no longer submerged by her own shadow.
Lumina realised she can't give into her fears, no, she couldn't. Because all the witches could see it in her eyes. And that made them stronger, her weaker... it was killing her slowly from the inside. She couldn't let this happen to her! She can't just abandon all hope! Blue will be okay!
Later, Lumina herself gave life to the pumpkin, gave him the name Lil' Pumpkemon. She gave him an artificial soul made purely of her own magic, with the catch of linking their souls together. One may not survive without the other, one could say. Lumina did this because she realised that small pumpkin had so much more potential, it deserved better than this. And what is better than the gift of life?
Then Lumina brought together her courage and strength to go back to the cult, with force she burst open the front doors with her Pumpkin Feline Blast, she wreaked havoc, revenge and redemption upon the witches still there. She even conducted Soul Resonance to greatly increase Lil' Pumpkemon's power, turning him into the Pumpkin King for a limited time... only to find that their efforts were futile. One last witch remained who explained why things weren't quite the same. She said 'We have moved on, you have been left. We are no longer here and you will should give up this relentless quest... for it was over a long time ago'.
She refused to accept it replying 'Don't try to use deceit on me! I will not break, i won't give up'. She then left, bruised, tired and broken-hearted. The witches had prevailed... they won. Whether Blue was still out their... he won't remember her, he might not even be alive... Then Lil P was her only friend.
Even though that day did not turn out the way she wanted she often still says to herself 'There are times when noone believes in me and there are times where I feel like I'm degraded. But even in those times your words always echo within my heart, this is my promise. Fairy blue, for only you i would crush the stars and put them on display... And as long as you believe in me, i will forever be in your soul. Just wait patiently, I will find you just like the shining moon' as she gazed towards the moon, Lil P on her shoulder.
Since those many years ago, she still longs for Blue, her heart still aches but she hides it incredibly well. She's strong, confident and ultimately courageous. She's moved on, but won't let go of the possibility that Blue is still out there, waiting for her. She believes that one day she will release him from the painful captivity, whether dead or alive.
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A bit of Witchy information: Lumina is the current Head of Magic Department at Trinity Academy and teaches many of the classes. She's been at the academy for some time now and gets along well with students and staff. When not teaching, she often sends time outside the academy walls, in the gardens, or even socialising with students during breaks.
Lumina often carries her favourite spell book around which gives home to an engraved, glowing pumpkin face on the dark front cover to match her attire and personality. The power of a witch, but the personality that glows with ambience like a lit jack-o-lantern. By her side, Lumina is always accompanied by her old friend, an enchanted Pumpkin. Rightly named, Lil' Pumpkemon. Just like the species he was when Lumina was young, she charmed him, brought him to life and named him that. Before he was brought to life with magical energy, he was yellowy in colour, orangey in the creases, but Lumina's power made him vibrant orange, like most Jack-o-lanterns these days, accept he's small enough to fit in your hand comfortably. A flame is permanently lit inside his body, and his face is carved and released his warm energies. When he wants to, he may extend vines for limbs. Most people call him Lil' P, or Pumpkemon rather than Lil' Pumpkemon.
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Preferred spells: Her favourite spell, most of all, is Pumpkin Feline Blast. With some concentration, she can cause a burst of pompous orange cats to flurry into reality, glowing brightly like a jack-o-lantern to either decorate, enlighten and please - or wreak havoc, leave all surfaces grazed and make her opponent wish they had cat n**. A lot of it.
Her next favourite, is Pumpkin Cannon, an offensive spell where she verbally or none verbally casts the spell and from the palm of her hands summons and glowing orange pumpkin with flamy yellow eyes and sharp jaws that shoot or fall to their target and explode.
Role at the Academy: Teaches Magic and Spells classes as the Head of Magic Department. |
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