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 Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 12:04 pm
 All profiles will be posted by the roleplayer. They may undergo minor revisions if necessary and this makes doing that a lot easier. Examples of headings undergoing revision include love interest and class schedule.
 Speaking of class schedule, you may request up to three classes of main study. (This number may go up later, but I want to keep it simple in the beginning.) I make the final decisions, however, so one class doesn't only have one student and another doesn't have every other available roleplayer. Whether or not a class has a teacher will also help in the final decision. The fourth class is an independent study, which basically translates to free time. (See the Guide to Classes forum for more details.)
Notes for aspiring teachers: Your character may teach more than one class, but no more than two for the time being. If you can not manage to get online at all, please notify everyone in the OCC thread so time isn't wasted waiting for your class.
The only things that need to be altered in the profile are those sections in capital letters. It's pretty straightforward, but better to make sure there's no confusion than to risk a lot of it.
Back to the class schedule: You may request a change in study according to what is available.
Classes with no teacher in charge will be time-skipped until someone is available.
Every student has a partner or a mentor, depending on their circumstances, and the roleplayers get to decide on this. A partner's class schedule must have at least one similarity, or at least one class both partners take. Mentors are basically the babysitters of powerful or, in most cases, problem students. These are far more rare. If you are a mentor or being mentored, note that by the partners name. (Again, See the Guide to Classes forum for more details.)
Your character's partner is the same as your roommate. This means your dorm numbers and building will match.
(See the Academy Blueprints forum for more information on dormitories and rules.)
Remember!! PM all profiles with the title "Admissions Letter."
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Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 5:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 7:25 pm
Harmony___Saya___Tennyson=> Otherwise known as. . . Saya, or Minnie to her family. <= “I’m simplistically complex in a none-too-healthy sort of way. I like me that way and I have no intention of ever changing to fit society’s ridiculous standards."- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Counting Candles to Remember:
Seventeen years old.
Society Fears the Unknown:
Half-Sylph, Half-Human.
Little Quirks Make All the Difference:
Saya knows how to make quite the impression, though it isn’t always in a positive way. Part of the reason for this lies in the fact that she is Victorian society’s worst nightmare: a woman who speaks her mind and refuses to conform to the mannerisms and standards of a strict and demanding public. Although she clearly understands the line between outspoken and insensitive, not much can keep her mouth shut when she has something to share. Saya also has a pretty bad temper. Once sparked, she could care less about being reasonable. While she will wield logic to win an argument, she prefers illogical thoughts and whims. Reason bores her, while the impossible attracts her never-ending and all-consuming curiosity. She loves a good game, but this usually entails confusing or stunning those around her with twisted words. Her “games” can come without warning and be as simple as a quick joke or longer-term acting on her part, where she takes a situation and relates and then weaves it into a story. She usually appears to have energy to spare, but she has a habit of becoming sleepy without warning. One moment Saya could be training with all her might, and the next she’ll be curled up on the floor to take a nap. Overall, she’s the type of person who has one of those dangerously contagious smiles and whose mood can change suddenly and without warning. She’s also so sensitive to wind that she becomes irritable when she’s in a room with no open windows for too long.
Only Bare Claws in Defense:
Upon entering the Academy, she received a twin set of fans to aide in her wind manipulation. The fans are steel, with sharp edges for closer combat. Darkish teal, violet, and deep cerulean strings hang off the ends of both, with varying beads held on them by the knot tried at the ends.
Sprinkle on a Little Pixie Dust:
Air/Wind magic. She hides her wings naturally with magic, and she can manipulate the overall appearance of her wings. She can communicate with any creature, magical or no, and in any (magical) language, like any half-sylph. This is more instinct than anything else. It’s difficult for her to even discern that she is hearing a different language because she can understand it straight away. Her ability to move at incredibly fast speeds is untapped thus far. On her human side she inherited clairvoyance from her grandmother and can see into both the future and past, but most commonly the future.
Rent-Free Bliss:
Osamu Hall // Rm. 213
Education Meets Fantasy:
Elemental Magic: Comprehension and Practice
// Musical Instruction and Practice // Study and Practice of Weapons
Advice-Givers and Guidance-Seekers:
Temporary Mentor (until a suitable student can be found): Professor Aiden Kaleo Creighton
Plucking Petals for Answers:
Heterosexual // No love interest... right?
This is No Fairytale:
As the middle daughter of a highly aristocratic family, Saya felt pressure hang over her head from a young age. Her studies would have progresses smoothly if she didn’t get bored so easily, her intelligence well equipped to handle whatever her private tutors threw her way but her intention span unwilling to cooperate for long. Her bad habits lead to many lectures, but it was when she was about nine years old that she really upset her family for the first time.
Saya had stumbled onto the breakfast table early one morning a few weeks after her sixth birthday to ask her parents if her eldest brother, already seventeen at that point, would be bringing home his new fiancé soon. They were bewildered, sure that their son had not even begun courting any girls. When they tried to tell her this, she insisted the woman did exist, that she was very pretty and substantially wealthy, and that they should buy a bouquet of red roses to celebrate since they were the woman’s favorite. Annoyed by her seemingly foolish game, her mother forced her to desist in speaking anymore about it. Exactly one week after that, their son returned home with a high-class young lady on his arm to fulfill his little sister’s prophecy.
The coincidence was promptly dismissed. Saya’s accurate predictions continued, though she learned it was only wise to tell her less temperamental father. This rule applied wholly until she was nine years old and burst into her parents room in the middle of the night, sobbing and demanding why they had not told her grandmother, who had left the night before, to stay one extra night, despite her desperate warnings that leaving so soon would be dangerous. Sure enough, a letter was sent to the house in the early morning expressing condolences. Her grandmother had been in a terrible accident – her carriage driver, drunk as he was in the night, had driven them right into the bay. The woman’s body had been found just after Saya awoke her parents. After that, she was not allowed to speak of her dreams or frequent visions anymore. When she did, she was punished, locked in her room for however long her mother saw fit and left without food to hold her over.
Saya found joy, however, in her little sister’s company as she grew older. Her studies continued as they always had, with minimal difficulty but little cooperation on her part. The only thing she openly excelled in was her violin and singing lessons. She often played for the newest addition to their family, a girl by the name of Melody who was nine years younger than herself. Her singing soothed the seemingly inconsolable baby, and the tradition carried into the girl’s older years. Temper tantrums and emotional breakdowns leading to unnatural gusts of wind and magical explosions lead to the Academy discovering her. When they requested her attendance, her father was the only one to object. Her mother, the reason for her half-sylph existence, quickly sent her away, glad to be rid of the proof of her affair and the cause of so much stress.
Recently, however, Melody has fallen very ill. Because of this, Saya’s efforts to escape the Academy have not ceased since her arrival three months ago. Her reasons, however, are not shared with any living sole at the Academy, and their seem to be quite a few of them. She always keeps a necklace with a musical charm on her person. The teen’s frequent escape attempts and reckless behavior has given her a widespread reputation as the new girl at the Academy. She was declared too powerful to be ignored and too dangerous and reckless to be left without a babysitter. She was thrown into the Osamu Hall with her new mentor due to this.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 7:27 pm
Cedric___Leonard___Blythe=> Otherwise known as. . . Leon. <= "Modesty is just another word to make the useless feel better about themselves, love."- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Counting Candles to Remember:
Nineteen years old.
Society Fears the Unknown:
Faerie
Little Quirks Make All the Difference:
Cedric, or Leon as he is more commonly known, is certainly not a modest man. He’s attractive and he knows it. He’s incredibly smart and he acknowledges it. His talents never cease to amaze his classmates and he smirks at the thought. Although he doesn’t say anything especially conceited outright, the attitude is clearly there. This doesn’t mean he’s a bad guy though. He has an excellent control over his emotions, never showing too much to others and leaving him without a temper to speak of. Leon can usually find something - or someone - to amuse himself when he grows bored of his surroundings. He likes a challenge more than anything else. When his mood grows worse though, steer clear. Rare as it is, he’ll tear whoever is foolish enough to approach him to pieces without a second though or remorse. Leon is the type of guy who is a lot nicer than he’ll ever dare let others believe. He knows how to say charming things and manipulate the people around him to disprove any theories of this though.
Only Bare Claws in Defense:
None - Leon insists he doesn’t need something as cumbersome as a weapon to win.
Sprinkle on a Little Pixie Dust:
He has the natural ability to fly and, like any faerie, can change his size to something much smaller and more cliche to fit his race (he’s never been known to use this ability, however). His wings, when visible, resemble the shape of dragonfly wings, but have a ragged appearance resembled Dark Faerie wings, and contain mixed red and purple hues. He can use any type of spell, excluding elemental and dark magic, as long as he knows the incantation. His magical capacity is huge. He was born with the ability to read minds, and has mastered the technique of turning this gift on and off.
Rent-Free Bliss:
Azubike Dormitory // Rm. 201
Education Meets Fantasy:
Incantations of the Light, Dark, and Neutral Arts // Social Studies: Cultural Study and Analysis // Social Studies: Secrets of Human History
Advice-Givers and Guidance-Seekers:
None - Open Spot
Plucking Petals for Answers:
Heterosexual // None at the moment.
This is No Fairytale:
Leon grew up hidden among human society with only his mother. He never his birth-father and, when he was very young, suspected that he didn't even have one. It wasn't until later that he discovered that his mother ran away from his father, bringing along only the child still growing in her stomach. After asking once about the man and getting this explanation, he could see that his mother loathed the man for reasons he honestly didn't care to know why. He didn't grew up completely without a father, in fact her had a few, but he did lack one decent enough to look up to. Their source of income was always the fortune step-father's left behind and the money sent to them by relatives he never met or knew by name.
When he was just seven, Leon learned to recognize his mother's odd behavior as a sign of her obsession with the local opium den. Because of this, his mother never really fit the description of a loyal caretaker. He was left on his own quite a bit and learned to take care of himself, even to the point where he would cook his own meals and inform the cooks that "at least his food showed signs of taste.” As a child, he was expressionless and independent, but sarcastic and sometimes even cruel. Growing out of this phase was a relief to everyone around him, especially the people who worked within his home to clean, cook, and manage all this his mother could not.
Despite her drug abuse, his mother was as beautiful and graceful as any faerie, gaining the favor of countless men. She married a few times, husbands known to mysteriously disappear or fall ill. Leon suspected they followed his far more immune mother to the opium dens one too many times. The woman herself never concerned herself with these unexpected leavings, only moving onto the next promising young man with good money and social standing to his name. He became distant, something he never could grow out of, and closed himself off to the world.
When he reached his teenage years Leon became quite the play boy, capturing the hearts of countless maidens and crushing them. This, however, was done at the Academy, since he has been attending since his thirteen birthday. His mother handed her talented child over easily enough and he left without one sign of regret or homesickness. His mother visits with every ball and open social event, but he barely pays her any mind. It’s been a long time since he thought of her as a parent, after all. He thinks of the Academy as a place of relaxation, and is only really there to gain a better chance at a future than his mother could ever hope to offer him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 1:30 pm
Lyoko___Rein___Faraday => Otherwise known as. . . Just Lyoko, her family sometimes calls her Snow, but that's only reserved for her family. <=  Wolf FormFeral Form"Don't do anything if you're forced to do it." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Counting Candles to Remember:
Eighteen years old.
Society Fears the Unknown:
Full-blooded Lycan
Little Quirks Make All the Difference:
Lyoko's the kind of person that just gives off an aura that says that she's a bit dangerous. She's not the type of dangerous that will just fly off the handle at a moments notice, she's more of the type that just exudes power, and if someone was to get on her nerves, she wouldn't be afraid to give them a wack. This is a bit odd for the times of course, she's expected to be docile and willing to do whatever someone else tells her to, but this just isn't Lyoko in the least. It's hard to get her to fly in to a rage, but she can easily get irritated by something or another. As much as she seems to hate her family and everyone else, she loves her family to pieces, but they just don't understand her, so she rebels against them. If anyone manages to get past her harsh and rather intimidating exterior, then she can be a loyal friend that's pretty sarcastic and kind of fun to be around. She's just the tough girl type, who won't take people's crap. She's not a loud person by any means, she actually tends to keep quiet and just watch, but once people start demanding things of her, she starts getting more and more irritable. In short, she's easy to keep from getting angry, but once she's angry, any sane person would watch out. She's an individual, and doesn't like to be told what to do one bit. Despite her ornery attitude, she actually has a surprising wish to learn. She's ever curious about the world around her, and has always had a sense of adventure that wishes to try new things, so while she may be irritable and sullen, her grades show that she's a good student.
Only Bare Claws in Defense:
Mostly she uses just her fists and legs. She's a pretty fit girl, and has a fair amount of muscle, and in her wolf form, her claws and fangs are deadly. She has had some training in brass knuckles/cestus type weapons as well as claw weapons, which she'll use most often when sparring in the school.
Sprinkle on a Little Pixie Dust:
Lyoko is pretty proficient with agility and speed, and she packs a pretty strong punch as well since she likes to keep herself in shape with some daily exercise. She's actually surprisingly in tune with nature, able to sense a fair amount that's going on around her, especially if there's something wrong. She's got a sensitive sense of smell and hearing, but unfortunately, she doesn't know any magic. She's tried using earth magic before, but she just doesn't have the affinity for it even though she's well in tune with nature. In her wolf form, she can converse with animals if she so wishes, and her body has a bit of a faster healing rate then a regular human. It's not too much faster, a wound that would take 3 months to heal would probably only take 2 for Lyoko. It's nothing extraordinary but something to mark her as different.
Rent-Free Bliss:
Philomena Dormitory Room #212
Education Meets Fantasy:
The Healing Arts: Comprehension and Usage (while she may not use it on others, she still wants the knowledge for herself), Study of Magical Languages, and Study and Practice of Weapons.
Advice-Givers and Guidance-Seekers:
Leka... Much to her chagrin.
Plucking Petals for Answers:
Heterosexual/No love interest.
This is No Fairytale:
Lyoko grew up in the country, living in a small village that had been taken over by her family's pack a while ago. They've lived pretty peacefully in their country area, getting only minimal technology from town and living a fairly normal life. Lyoko has a mother and father who were pretty madly in love, and so Lyoko has seven other siblings, five of them being brothers and the other two being sisters. She's the oldest of their family and so as they grew up, she would often be looked to as a role model and the one that the other siblings should strive for. However, as Lyoko grew, it soon became evident that she was not the one to strive after.
Her brothers were a great influence on her life as a youngster, they would often go out to the farms and do physical labor, and while Lyoko's mother told her to stay in the house and help clean, she would find ways to sneak off in order to go and join her brothers. Being close to her (preferring her over their other two sisters) and rather mischievous, her brothers would welcome her with open arms and even let her help out with the farming and such, if they had some free time, they'd even teach her a couple moves which Lyoko absorbed like a sponge. She was excited to be active and doing something, and day after day she snuck out, loving being under the sun and out doing physical labor rather then be inside all day cooking and cleaning and doing household chores. Being indoors was terribly boring, and Lyoko longed for excitement. Eventually though, her mother spoke up about Lyoko's misbehavior to her father, and her father put a strict rule on the boys not to let their sister help out anymore, and unfortunately, they were more interested in following the rules then pleasing their sister.
This made Lyoko extremely irritable, she begged to be sent to school so she could at least get out of the house, and after a heated argument between her and her parents, she was finally able to go to the public school, and that was then her solace. She found peace in the school, even though she didn't really make any friends, it was still better then being cooped up indoors and being forced to do household chores. Eventually though, this wonderful sanctuary had to end when she got to the highest level the public school had to offer (and this happened fairly quickly mind you, Lyoko sucks up information like a sponge remember?). Her parents weren't about to send her off to further her studies when she still had so much to learn about being around the house, and unfortunately she was once again confined to the house and forced to hem clothes, sort food, cook, and clean.
Her brothers could see that as the days wore on, she got more and more irritable, her sisters didn't understand why Lyoko was so adverse to being a proper woman, and her parents? They just worried about their unhappy daughter. When finally, she just snapped one day, her mother asked her to go to the store and when Lyoko said no, her mother went "Lyoko... Why can't you just be a proper woman and live regularly like everyone else?" This just proved to flare her rage and she sparked up, saying that she shouldn't have to be like everyone else, why was it that she couldn't just be herself?! But unfortunately the rest of her argument was lost as she went feral and ran out of the house and that was when her parents decided that something had to be done about their daughter.
After a bit of searching, they found her an academy that had a reputation for taking in magical students and keeping them in line. They could only hope that the same would be said of their daughter, and they could also only hope that they'd be able to control their daughter if she went in to a rage. The school assured them that they could and her parents promptly sent Lyoko off to the school, to which Lyoko had mixed feelings. She was glad that she'd be able to go to school and get out of the house, but from what she understood, this school was going to be trying to keep her in line, not letting her do what she wanted, so this put her in a state of both anger and happiness. So this makes her how she is today, the sulky sort of student who sits at the back of the class and just takes in everything.
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Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 6:59 pm
Leka___Aurion___Faire=> Otherwise known as. . . Leaf, or Leafy. Taken from the first letters of her full name. <= Forgiveness is the ultimate sacrifice.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Counting Candles to Remember:
Sixteen years old
Society Fears the Unknown:
Half-Salamander, Half-human
Little Quirks Make All the Difference:
Leafy is pretty carefree and optimistic most of the time, but she can get pretty serious when it comes to fire magic since it's the only thing that interests her in the academy. She is pretty smart, but she doesn't see the point of showing it. She doesn't get angry easily, but she tends to hold long grudges. Leafy is overall friendly, but feels uncomfortable around boys. Especially those to look or remind her of Jace in anyway. She does not like to talk about her family either.
Only Bare Claws in Defense:
An enchanted large book that is aproximately three inch thick and bound shut by a long leather belt, which is also enchanted. The book is called 'Codex'. The enchantment makes it as durable as ever, allowing it to be used as a blunt weapon.
Sprinkle on a Little Pixie Dust:
Being half-salamander, Leafy naturally has the ability to transform into a dragon but she has never done it before and doesn't ever intend to. She is very aware of her surroundings when she feels endangered, that coupled with her heightened senses make her very adept at avoiding attacks and spotting openings, even though she may not be quick enough to react.
When it comes to fire magic, Leafy doesn't seem to be any different than any other fire elementalist. In fact, her skills could actually be considered below-average. The only redeeming quality would be her ability to use mana with amazing efficiency. By using the Codex, she is able to greatly increase her powers over fire and cast devastating spells from it, but it only unlocks itself under strict conditions.
Rent-Free Bliss:
Philomena Dormitory Room #212
Education Meets Fantasy:
Elemental Magic: Comprehension and Practice
The Healing Arts: Comprehension and Usage
Study and Practice of Weapons
Advice-Givers and Guidance-Seekers:
Lyoko
Plucking Petals for Answers:
Homosexual, Leafy hates boys.
This is No Fairytale:
Leafy was born into a family of proud and powerful fire elementalists, but unfortunately for her she was neither proud or powerful and failed to meet her parents expectations. Her parents pushed her to work hard to become powerful, but she would always sneak out and play on her own since she did not have any blood siblings. Her mother was unable to have anymore children after Leafy was born, so they decided to adopt another child, a boy, to keep Leka company. Unfortunately, it was the wrong kind of company that anyone would hope for.
Her brother, Jace, became quickly became jealous of Leka and started hating her because their parents would always pay more attention to her. He would do horrible things to her behind their parent's back, like breaking something valuable and throwing the blame on her. He would often give her bruises in places that won't show and accidentally hit her. Whenever she told her parents, they wouldn't believe her because of the angelic acts Jace put on in front of them. He is the reason why Leka is so sensitive to danger and why she hates boys.
When Leka was invited to attend the academy, she begged to go, knowing that Jace would not be able to follow her there. Her parents agreed to let her go and gave her the family heirloom, the 'Codex', to take to take with her. She had no idea why they wanted her to bring it with her, but she had no complaints if it meant that she could go. When Jace found out about this, he did everything he could to make her last few days at home a living hell. The relief she felt when she finally left home was the best thing ever.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 9:41 pm
Fyordnn___Lairu___Windsetter => Otherwise known as. . . Din or Fyor <=  "We were given brains for a reason...most likely so we could figure out better things to do than stand around all day." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Counting Candles to Remember:
Nineteen
Society Fears the Unknown:
Wood Elf
Little Quirks Make All the Difference:
Fyor has a good heart, though it's often hidden behind a strange desire for trouble. Generally he'll do anything and everything, and can get fairly headstrong, but the unfavorable situations he lands himself in are often more harmful to himself than others. He's not one to endanger his friends by any means whatsoever, quite the contrary, but he tends to have an unusual lack of concern for his own well being. Some call it entertaining, some call it thrill-seeking, others just call it dangerous, Fyor's made friends with all different opinions of his behavior, despite his ability to be a little much sometimes. But at the end of the day he's just himself, he doesn't tone down his actions, or certainly his mouth for much of anyone, save the teachers.
Only Bare Claws in Defense:
Fyordnn bears the traditional longbow of his people, though he discovered early on that throwing knives were also a good outlet for his marksmanship, and were much easier to conceal. He almost always has a short supply of them on his body, even when he shouldn't.
Sprinkle on a Little Pixie Dust:
Like the rest of his race, Fyor is proficient in white magic and the healing arts. Due to his mischievious ways, most of his genetic talents in healing have been used on himself, with little practice on other bodies. He's also one of a handful of his generation that has been able to pick up earth magic. Although he hasn't tapped into this rare gift's full potential he is capable of some intermidate skills, though they are often the result of creativity with lesser skills rather than more complicated spells in and of themselves.
Rent-Free Bliss:
Azubike Dormitory // Rm. 210
Education Meets Fantasy:
Elemental Magic: Comprehension and Practice // The Healing Arts: Comprehension and Usage // Study and Practice of Weapons
Advice-Givers and Guidance-Seekers:
OPEN
Plucking Petals for Answers:
Straight and oblivious
This is No Fairytale:
Fyordnn Windsetter was born into a medium-size clan that took residence in the more quiet forest areas around what would now be considered British territory, an area whose influence left him with an occaisional and faint accent. His people, the Rainwind clan, were a traditional tribe of wood elves consisting of a few varied families, all related, though some more distant than others. Their village was small, peaceful, and secluded from humanity, the way things were supposed to be. Fyordnn, however, was never a soul that was meant to coincide with things like tradition or simplicity. Even as a toddler, Din would often wander out of the house in search of his older siblings, wanting to follow along. That curiousity and inability to sit still only continued to grow despite his parents best effort to mellow the boy out. Though he loved fun, his fun caused problems more often than not. Some people try to run before they can walk, but this young elf decided to try tree-sprinting before he could run. Something the small wood-elf race was known for was how at home they were in the trees, and the ability of some of them to traverse branches faster than most humans could traverse clear ground. Rather than wait, Din tried this and many other activities after watching his brothers and sisters do them only once, and resulted in many injuries. Pain never bothered him though, in a village full of healers and elves versed in light magic, one learns better than anywhere that pain is temporary.
That was how the boy grew up, wanting to go fast when he was told to go slow, learning knife-throwing to escape the sole-tradition of archery(Of course other elves learn how to use various weapons, but in his small village, the bow was THE only tool practiced consistantly). And then his own gift started making itself more and more aware. As he grew into maturity, he thought the internal harmony he felt with the earth was just the natural progression of his blood-line, until his gifts began to manifest in a more noticable form. It was quickly apparent that Fyordnn had it in his potential to learn earth magic, and was one of only six in his generation to have that potential in his village. With his exception realized, his parents pressured him to learn more about the ways of magic, both the natural wood-elf traditions and his rarer affinity. With no real interest, Din obeyed his parents wishes, but took every chance he could to escape or play pranks on the other children around him. Learning all too often meant sitting still, while Fyordnn wanted much more to learn while doing and moving about. As his skills and age progressed, so too did the level of risk his actions had towards himself, and the frequency with which they occured.
At the age of thirteen, Din crossed a line. A big line. Humans and elves did not interact, in fact, the humans weren't even supposed to be aware of the elves presence. One day being a little too risky and a little less careful, Fyordnn revealed himself to a band of humans, in all his elven glory. From there it was a snowball, barely salvagable by the elders by the time all was said and done. His parents made the decision that Fyordnn had a lot of learning to do that obviously wasn't happening in their village. With an agreement from most of the clan elders, he was sent away from his village to go learn and study in another more secluded place. After two years and no less desire for risks, Din was sent to the academy, in hopes that being around other magically-gifted students would give him a better way to vent his energy, and if that didn't work, they hoped that a better education would at least give him the needed skills in healing to keep up with his self-harming decisions. Fyordnn has never given up his loud and edgy ways of having fun, but can't deny feeling tossed around like an unwanted gift, only for being himself. Whatever reason his parents had in sending him away and eventually to the school, he can't see. In his eyes he's been abandoned by those that were supposed to care for him, because they didn't want to deal with him. That, however, is not public news that he shares with people. Far as the student body is concerned, Fyor is jsut another elf looking to expand his magical horizons.
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 4:21 pm
Aiden___Kaleo___Creighton => Otherwise known as. . .Kaleo <=  "I could choose to be purely good, but I will not. I could choose to be purely evil, but I will not. I will be neutral. In that way I am free to be what suits me best, and no man can predict my actions. "- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Counting Candles to Remember:
Appears to be around early twenties, but is actually two hundred years old
Society Fears the Unknown:
Vampire
Little Quirks Make All the Difference:
Aiden's soul, if he even has any, is a mix of good and evil. The vampire is neither god-like or hellish and finds himself between the two polarities. Aiden has the tendency to make students uncomfortable by staring at the base of their necks (the place where the collar bones meet.) However, he respects the rule of students being off limits and instead victimizes women located in nearby towns. The vampire enjoys drinking human blood, but because the school only provides animal blood, Aiden has the capability to control his thirst until the opportunity arises to feed. When angry, he turns cruel. But despite his dark characteristics, he also holds the capability of being kind to others.
Only Bare Claws in Defense:
Teeth and Nails
Sprinkle on a Little Pixie Dust:
Has the ability to transform into a fox
Rent-Free Bliss:
Osamu Hall // Rm. 213
Education Meets Fantasy:
Teaches: Musical Instruction and Practice // Incantations of the Light, Dark, and Neutral Arts
Advice-Givers and Guidance-Seekers:
Temporary Mentor to Saya
Plucking Petals for Answers:Heterosexual // No true love at the moment, but that never stopped him from having concubines.
This is No Fairytale:
Aiden Kaleo Creighton was born into a wealthy family and served as a only child. His family was typical of those belonging to the mid- 17th century. They had their fair share of fighting, family gatherings, and deaths. Aiden's parents were the owners of a successful business and often spent a great deal of time relaxing at home. Despite his parents constant presence in the household, they often let their child be. This allowed Aiden to have many freedoms throughout his childhood and young adult life. The boy busied himself with music and books within his parents library. However, if was not uncommon for the boy to travel about on his own. Unfortunately, the family would not remain unharmed.
The only son of the Creighton family 'lived' to the age of twenty-two. During one of his outings, Aiden was attacked and turned by a vampire that had been watching the family. The next, day the boy awoken to find himself thirsting for blood and in the company of the same blood sucker. Aiden never saw his family again, but instead joined the vampire that had turned him. The two roamed the country for years to come, victimizing the people of the streets. Despite the elder vampire taking his life and Aiden's hatred toward the elder vampire, the two naturally shared a strong bond. However, they were not without enemies. The killings the elder vampire had committed antagonized a number of other individual and was later killed. Aiden was not there at the time of his creator's death but later found out about the murder and the identity of the murderer. The now two hundred year-old vampire took it upon himself to avenge his creator, taking the position as a teacher in Favardin Aegle Academy in order to do so- intructing for a total of two years. However, his passions for vengeance are not strong despite his creator being dead. It is not among his priorities to get revenge, but just merely gives him something to look forward to.
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