T̷h̷e̸ ̵G̶a̴m̸e̵ (Character Page)

Name: Fabian Peruna.
Age: 19yrs.
Gender: Male.
Pronouns: He/They.
User ID: 0.
Personality: They are the cliché angsty, angry, hate-the-world type. They're rude, sarcastic, and tired of pretty much everything. They're always fighting against someone or something. They love smashing things, beating up bad guys, and laughing at people dumber than they are. They're very loud-mouthed, aggressive, obscene, and direct with their words. They prefer brawn over brains, and don't like being told what to do. But, they're actually really soft and amazingly kind to people they like, especially elderly people and animals. They're also very protective over certain people, and willing to do almost anything to keep them safe. They absolutely hate kids, but they are always gentle and patient with them. They don't care much for labels.
Picture/Description: They're 5'9" tall, have super short, almost-lavender hair, with two darker purple stripes on the right side, blue eyes with a smudge of eyeliner, pale blushed skin, and a leaner build. Sometimes their face becomes covered in purple, glowing markings, the cause of which is linked to their slime production. Their identification number is in the middle of their left hand. Their style is techwear/grunge, mainly anything in black and white, but they're not opposed to a bit of colour now and then. They generally go for long clothes, such as jeans and long sleeve shirts, with a shorter sleeve shirt thrown over, or maybe some type of harness-style outwear. They're not against wearing things like skirts, nail polish, and potentially even dresses, but are embarrassed to show off their legs and arms. Usually heavily decorated with piercings (a cuff, two hoops, a stud, and an industrial bar, in each ear; double cuffs on both eyebrows; a nose bar, and a single nose hoop on the right side of their nose), rings, and necklaces. You'd have to fight them, if you wanted them to take them off. He has a few large, faded scars on his back, but they don't bother him anymore.
Raised by his two adoptive moms in a loving environment. A lot of bullying and mistreatment from other kids, and a misguided background, lead him to become angry with the world, using his aggression as a shield. But his moms still support and love him endlessly, no matter who he grows to be. He's a mommy's boy, and he's not ashamed of it anymore.



Username: TamingMaster.
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): They can secrete a purple, glowing, neon slime from their skin, which can be of varying textures. Sometimes it can dry into a soild mass or something like rubber, other times it stays almost like honey. It's usually based on emotions or concentration, and they're not very good at either. Use of their adaption might cause glowing marks to appear anywhere on the body; these can indicate a dangerous amount of usage and, if ignored, can lead to nosebleeds, confusion, seizing, unconsciousness, or even death.
His weakness is a metal detector, dehydration (due to his adaption), and bugs.

Name: Sphagnum
Age: Impossible to perceive, but has been vibing in human society for about three decades.
Gender: None. Whatever gave you the notion that they're obligated to confine themselves to an overrated human social construct?
Pronouns: None specified. Whatever others choose to use will work. Most of the time. And, wait, were you even given referral rights?
User ID: 1
Personality:
A true neutral chaotic maniac, yet operates with elegant flourish. Doesn't seem to have the capacity to experience any particularly adverse emotion, in either direction. Extremely confident in its own ability to preserve itself and remain elevated above everything in the process. The egocentrism hasn't yet encountered any limitations.
Can and will instigate discord for amusement. Thrives off of mayhem and gets the biggest kicks out of impediments. Quite intrigued by the fragile, unpredictable mortal psyche and will periodically fixate on someone in an attempt to gain an understanding of their mindset.
Indelicately flirtatious in virtually all mannerisms, but is personally incapable of experiencing attraction. Then factor in that serious narcissus complex.
Contrary to the essence of its being, Sphagum's a stickler for following through with vows. It's dependable- in its own roundabout, anarchic way.
Also, has this ingrained thing for confiscating mortal children. Gets very possessive of its abductees. Excellent babysitter potential.
Picture/Description:
Probably stands at 7' tall and then some. Has nothing to hide, but people seem most comfortable around clothed beings, and so compromise was made. Always wearing its tattered sash; otherwise likes to frequent loose-fitting jackets and slacks. Skin has the appearance of an epidote formation, and feels sparsely graveled to the touch, but it's entirely flexible. A set of living antlers branches out from the fractured bark frill on the backside of its head. Slanted, reptilian eyes. A luminous yellow essence emits from eyes and mouth when open. Hardly prominent snout over a mouthful of elongated black teeth. Tufts of leaves where ears should be- unclear whether that's an actual auditory system or not. Two freelance root systems; those descending from the neck are generally useless. Digitigrade legs that end in cracked stone hooves. Crazy long fingers and thiccccccc arms.


Username: HeavensHens88
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities):
A Spriggan- powerful nature spirit out of Cornish legend that takes form from organic matter. This one was perfectly average until the lure of the human rat race got to it. When Sphagnum willed itself to disconnect from its original environment, it began to function pretty much as a mortal, except it still sources its nutrition from the soils it roots into.
Which might just prove an issue in a virtual reality- SPONTANEOUS DIGESTIVE SYSTEM DEVELOPMENT TIME???
Fire is a definite weakness. The herbaceous parts are just as vulnerable to pests and blights as normal plants. Since Sphagnum literally anchors down into the ground wherever it goes, movement at a fast clip isn't attainable.
A multifaceted mimic, think camouflage- doesn't exactly conform to the environment, but has the ability to morph to a believable biotic fixture within it. This extends to absorbing and adopting the voice of whoever last spoke. It's a flawless mimicry that typically makes conversation extremely uncomfortable for the owner of the voice being utilized.
Sphagnum possesses and regularly wields the inhuman -how punny of me- strength typical to spriggans.
Yes, I am fully aware that writing a genderless cryptid without set pronouns is going to be borderline impossible.
Inconvenience is the point.

Name: Tem
Age: 17
Gender: Non-Binary
Pronouns: They/them
User ID: 4
Personality: They’re quite mischievous and chaotic. They’re adept in everything that they do, as being quick witted is their forté. They may put on an outgoing and clueless exterior, but they’re highly intelligent and can be conniving. More about their history will be revealed in the RP.
Picture/Description: They’re 5’2” with feline characteristics of cat ears, tail, fangs, and claws, that greatly enhance their overall abilities. They prefer to wear baggy clothing with a pair of sandals.


Username: @LittleBrownie
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): Has a horrible habit of biting others, and they hate water. They can also speak fluent French, English being their first language.

Name: Evan Park
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/him
User ID: 7
Personality: To sum up Evan, he doesn’t have a single mean bone in his body. Period. He is fairly timid and kind, and hates confrontation, so he was probably the worst pick to be thrown into the Game. He tends to fret and can be scared off easily. More about his history will be revealed in the RP.
Picture/Description: At 6’1” he is pretty lanky and likes to dress in casual clothing to avoid attention.

Username: @LittleBrownie
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): He has a habit of rubbing his head out of comfort when in anxious or worrisome situations.

Name: Ibu
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her
User ID: 8
Personality: Ibu is consistently unamused by life. Broody stoic that could and would give you a resting beef face all the day long; absolutely horrid interpersonal skills. I literally can sum her up by just throwing 'unsocialized homeschooler' out there and leave it at that.
However, she does have an insanely dark sense of humor that she often seeks to satiate by less than moral means.
Also, it's the brutal misandry for her.
Picture/Description:
I said I was at the point of using stock photos and I did. Look at those shoes.
Pay completely no regard to the engine, ffft.
5'1" tall, but she can't stand,,,so that's actually kind of irrelevant. And an atrocious stroke of dark humor.
Pretty much waif thin, but she's always stayed this slight, regardless of her diet.
Even pale olive skin tone. Long, angular face usually devoid of expression. Dark brown eyes that she serially overuses mascara on. But it looks good? I certainly wouldn't know.
Shoulder-length jet hair, but it's dyed teal at the moment.
For bodily coverings, she sticks with bland leggings and tanks. ***PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: IBU CANNOT BE WITNESSED WITHOUT SKETCHERS ON HER FEET. THANK YOU.***
She jets through life via the hottest new turbo-powered wheelchair.
As you might notice, her head isn't often connected to her body.


Username: HeavensHens88
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities):
She's a nukekubi, a historical Japanese apparition. Apparently the genes skip a lot of generations, because nobody in her recorded genealogy has any record of a mythical detaching head entity inaugurating themselves into the fam. It got her disowned by Japan's own Kardashians and booted to the attic of an estranged wine aunt, but that's a long story.
Anyway, when her head's off, her body can't move. However, doing life in a motorized wheelchair does have its perks. If she's in the company of others, she'll simply give them the wheel before she evacuates, cranium-style. Meanwhile, there's no defined limit to how far her head can travel. It does deplete her energy like any other movement, though, so she does have to take breaks.
She's been confined to her chair since birth and drives it with a dexterity that makes it seem it part of her.
And yes.
Her name is nukekubi backwards. Got a taste of her birth givers yet?

Name: Phaedra ~Faye~ Moore
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her, but won't be upset with they/them
User ID: 13
Personality: Faye is probably one of the sweetest souls you'll ever have the pleasure of meeting. Incredibly motherly and gentle, she rarely raises her voice. She seems far older then she actually is, soft spoken, logical, and kind. A natural leader, she has no problem taking charge of any situation, but will also let others take charge if needed.
Understanding and empathetic and will see the best in anybody. She will go so far for anyone, she will push down her emotions and her problems so far down just to take care of others.
Even if it kills her.
Skitterish and jumps easily. She rarely sits in one place for long, always moving. She has a rabbits alertness, always looking around and keeping track of things. Scatterbrained and rarely retains basic information. Not that she doesn't care— her brain just moves too quickly.
Picture/Description: 5'6, a mane of wild red hair, and green eyes. Pale skin, a scattering of dark freckles, and rabbit ears.
Username: @Cluckcluck1215
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): She can hear very well, but her eyesight is poor. She has never worn glasses to fix it, either. She can run fast, but only for short bursts. She gets exhausted very easily. Has little sense of direction. Aromantic and asexual

Name: Theodore ~Theo~ Domhnall
Age: 21
Gender: Genderfluid
Pronouns: He/xe/they
User ID: 17
Personality: A mischievous trickster. Makes unnecessary witty and sarcastic remarks. Typically lighthearted and keeps his problems to himself. They don't like people knowing much about them.
Sneaky, very good at learning things xe shouldn't, and reading peoples emotions. You won't hear xem coming unless xe wants you to.
A shameless flirt, and good at it too. He has a natural charm, and easily gets on most peoples side. Unless he dislikes them, in which case he will pay no attention to them. Holds a wicked grudge, and doesn't like to apologize or forgive.
Lives by their motto. "I am under no obligation to make sense to you." They don't feel a need to explain anything to anyone, or care what they think of him.
He has a lot of unresolved trauma. He has no contact with any family, and has few friends. They won't tell anything to anyone, they're far too prideful for that. They don't think they need help, when they probably do. So, they stuff it down under a mask of witty comments and jokes.
Picture/Description: He towers over most others at 6'2, and his habit of wearing combat boots doesn't help him appear any shorter. Short, curly pink hair, and twisting antlers at the top of xyr head. Long, elvish ears with multiple piercings. Their right eye is green, and the left is blue. Various rings adorn their fingers.
Username: @Cluckcluck1215
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): A seer. But a very, very poor one. It runs in his families blood, but xe has never been able to see anything other then small snippets. But he has a very good judgement of character. Has a terrible habit of chewing their nails until there's nothing left, and cracks his bones way more then he should.

Name: Dex Khatri
Age: 21
Gender: Male, AFAB
Pronouns: He/him
User ID: 27
Personality: His personality can be more cat-like than human, and he is often described as apathetic. While he doesn’t go out of his way to start fights, he enjoys adding fuel to the fire.
His face is often expressionless, but his ears and tail give away what he’s feeling and thinking. His tail is always in a constant state of motion, seeming to have a mind of its own. He hates his head (especially his ears) and tail being touched, and he refuses to tolerate anyone who tries to cross his boundaries.
Picture/Description: 5’5”, with rough, dyed-blue hair. He wears heavy amounts of guyliner, with three drawn on whiskers on each cheek. He often wears oversized sweaters, his favorite being a light blue hoodie, with black skinny jeans and old sneakers.
He has golden eyes, with black slits for pupils, and fluffy brown cat ears and tail. His mother is Thai and his father is Indian. As far as cat parts go, he is a Maine coon.


Username: FrankieDoodle
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): He’s a nail biter, and his nails are almost nonexistent because of it. He typically has his hands in his pockets to keep from biting them.
He can see in the dark, and has a lot of skills normal cats do, such as enhanced speed and agility.

Name: Zayne Martinez
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/him
User ID: 32
Personality: Zayne is friendly, talkative, and outgoing. He trusts people too easily, and it takes a lot for him to remove that trust. He’s very fond of puns, and likes to joke, especially to lighten the mood.
That being said, he tries to read the room first, and knows when to stop and when to be serious. He doesn’t anger easily, and he’s always tries to resolve conflict before it gets out of hand.
Picture/Description: Black hair that hangs in his eyes, with lime and purple streaks in his bangs. Tan skin, with a lean build and red eyes. He’s 5’7”, and typically wears a white t-shirt with some sort of jacket overtop.
Username: FrankieDoodle
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): He can see brief glimpses into the future, although he often can’t make sense of what he sees. He can only see a couple hours ahead, and when it happens and what he sees can be random, sometimes being as simple as someone eating lunch.
He gets strong, sometimes debilitating headaches before hand, and they can last up to an hour after his last vision.
He’s fluent in both Spanish and English.

Name: Xavier ~Xai~ Watson
Age: 19
Gender: Nonbinary
Pronouns: They/it
User ID: 35
Personality: Very rarely speaks. Most of its dialogue is internal, their thoughts endless and endless, yet they very rarely share said thoughts. When they do speak, they're sarcastic beyond compare.
They have a lot of empathy, but they don't know how to express it, leaving them appearing to have very little empathy.
It can very quickly figure out puzzles that most people would not, brilliant at riddles and tricks.
Always regards the world with a strange sort of aloofness. Just barely acknowledging people, and has never truly had a friend. No one really knows who it is, they sort of just fade in and out of the picture.
Not easily intimated, and incredibly strong for its height. Hate being commanded, but not a leader either. Lonesome, better at doing things themself rather then with other.
Picture/Description: Stocky, muscular build, and 5'2. Tanned skin, but looks perpetually tired. Short blonde hair, and light blue eyes. Elvish ears.
Username: @Cluckcluck1215
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): They're incredibly quick and silent, whether it's a power or not. They can appear and disappear rapidly. No ones ever figured out if it's a power or not either- no ones ever caught them in the act of vanishing, and it doesn't even know.

Name: Cassandra
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Pronouns: she/her
User ID: 42
Personality: she is your basic nerdy girl, she often references book quotes in her conversations and she is also very loud and tends to babble a lot mainly because she feels intimidated by people. She is also quite a well read girl who has committed to reading a book a week since she turned 11, this won’t help her in the games though. Aside from maybe having read the hunger games her books won’t help her. However her obsession with archery will help her, she loves archery and that’s kind of her hobby. She has very good aim and can hit the target pretty much a bullseye every time.
picture/ description: she has blue eyes and red highlights in her brown hair, she has pale skin and a beauty mark just next her her right eye. She has pale skin and a bit of acne around her hair line. she has two piercings in each ear, she also has a skinny frame, possibly too skinny.
Username: @Butterscotchbitesfinger
Other: her weakness is running, she isn’t fast but she is quick with a bow and arrow. She has been training in archery since she turned 9 and has competed in quite a few competitions. She can go days without eating and only feel slight hunger.

Name: Heather Sette
Age: 18
Height: 5'
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She, her
User ID: 50
Personality: ISFJ Near constant anxious energy but super friendly and chatty. She acts like a scatterbrained klutz, and tries to laugh off any mistakes she makes. Which seems to conflict with her strong sense of responsibility.

She doesn't let the guilt get to her though, dropping her regrets once she makes an honest apology. She is also rather quick to forgive others, if they say they're sorry she believes them and lets go of the resentment. That goes the other way as well though, if she feels slighted and no apology is made, she doesn't feel the need to forgive.

She struggles to stay aligned with her own values while putting the cares and desires of others ahead of her own. If you're someone she cares about she'll do practically anything to keep you happy and healthy. Which is a source of stress for her.

She goes out of her way to make people feel good. Giving them just what they need when they need it. She is intensely loyal and will fight tooth and nail for the people she loves. It would be best to avoid threatening the people she cares about, she's far less forgiving when it comes to their safety.

** She will quite regularly disappear/wander off and do her own thing, without fully explaining where she been. Returning with a surprise gift for someone is usually all the excuse she needs. (Because I'm gonna be sporadic in when I can RP ) **

Backstory: As usual it's quite sparse at the moment, but her mother is in the hospital and terribly ill, her father works three jobs and she rarely sees him. She is in grade 12 and works most days after school and over the weekend to help pay for medical bills, and rent.

Picture/Description: Based her off of a flying fish. She has fins on her hip bones that spread out to hold her mid-weight while gliding, and fins that attach at her shoulder and along the back of her upper arm. At her elbow there is a bone that extends down to her wrist that is not attached to her lower arm and that's what the rest of her wing-fin is attached to.

I'll draw a picture at some point.

Username: @Rose Quartz
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities):

Weakness: extreme temperatures especially heat. She's not actually a fish, but has a difficult time regulating her internal temperature.

Abilities: Can glide from high places, and is an excellent speedy quick swimmer. Also has a mild electroreception ability, basically a Spidey sense for people who get inside her bubble. It's very close range though. Maybe a bit further if she were under water. So, for example if she were hugging someone, she might be able to tell from their heart rate how they're feeling. Or if someone is sneaking up on her she'd probably feel their presence a split second before they actually hit her. It works for people, not things, so booby traps she wouldn't be able to sense.

Name: Nina Clarence
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
User ID: 56
Personality: Really sweet. She tries to stay positive if things get bad, and she tends to trust a little too easily. She's also a bit self-conscious and has never really considered herself pretty, so she's always compensated by trying to be friendly and outgoing. She gets anxious pretty easily but stuffs it (and all her other emotions) until she can't deal with it/them anymore. Growing up, her mother always stressed appearance to her, unconsciously making her self-conscious about not blending in (lol) with others, as she's very conscious of how her actions reflect on her friends and family. Her love language is physical touch and quality time, so she loves hugs and just being around/close to people (literally and figuratively). While she loves them dearly, she's never really been close to either of her parents, as her mother is a perfectionist, and her dad is pretty strict and not a very good communicator (Nina's pretty relaxed/kinda rebellious, so their personalities clash). As a result, she searches for close relationships with her friends and often gets attached way too fast. She's about to graduate high school and doesn't know what she wants to do with her life, so she has a lot of anxiety from that, as well as the creeping fear that she'll lose her few friends after they all graduate.
Picture/Description: She's 5'5" and is wearing an oversized grey hoodie with black mom jeans and scuffed black converse. She has quite tan skin and is covered in freckles, has a mole on her cheek, and the tips of her shoulder-length light brown hair are dyed vibrant purple. She also has lots of ear piercings, an eyebrow piercing, and wears no jewelry (other than her piercings) except a thin gold ring on her right hand. She has a mole on her right cheek that almost makes her look like she has a dimple when she smiles.


(yay picrew lol)
Username: @Thing2
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): She can camouflage, basically manipulating the color and texture of her skin and hair. While she's not a straight-up octopus, she's pretty close, and she tends to wear earthy-toned/darker clothing so it's easier to blend in if she wants/needs to. Seeing her camouflage is kinda freaky, as she pretty much ceases to look human (if you've ever seen an octopus camouflage, you get the picture lol), so she goes almost out of her way to never do it with other people around. She also tends to unconsciously try and blend in with her surroundings if she's uncomfortable, her skin and hair color/texture becoming a subtle hue of whatever's around her. Her favorite color is red, she's failing chemistry, and she uses music as a way to express her emotions (she plays flamenco guitar).

Name: Jack Hernández
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/him
User ID: 59
Personality: Loud, basically 99% of what he says is meant to be humorous. Overly confident, even in situations where he has no idea what’s going on. Refuses to vocalize his thought process, unless to annoy people. Never thinks before he speaks, and almost never before he acts. Sometimes acts like a genius, other times.. not so much. Can be obnoxious. However, he is generally friendly and accepting. Has absolutely no clue how to comfort people, and never opens up to others about how he’s feeling. Enjoys making people he considers his friends laugh.
Picture/Description: (Will not be drawing him. Unless as a stick figure. ) 5’ 8” tall, dark brown eyes, and dark brown hair that goes to his ears and sort of poofs up right it gets into his eyes (I don’t know how to describe hair). Currently wearing cargo pants and a bomber jacket. His dad is Latin American and his mom is Vietnamese.
Username: @RoostersAreAwesome
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): Has an amount of survivalist knowledge due to the insistence of a certain part-time-invisible cousin who may or may not be named Charlie. His cousin’s explanation was that he “wished I knew this stuff when I was your age” and “it might be useful one day”. Jack didn’t understand what that meant, but he enjoyed it anyway. Has a casual interest in the martial arts. Doesn’t seem affected by the cold, but can’t stand hot weather. Has no powers that he knows of. Has an unfortunate subconscious habit of picking at things, so should not be handed anything delicate or easily dismantled. Likes animals, and they generally like him, though he doesn’t know much about them and doesn’t have any pets.

Name: Lyra
Age: 19
Gender: F
Pronouns: Her/She
User ID: 63
Personality: (I don’t have time to write a long form so I’m just going to be short with her personality) bold, fearless, quite outgoing and loud. If people didn’t know her they’d think she was insensitive but that’s not the case, she doesn’t try to be loud it just kind of spills out of her by accident. She can be warm, friendly, kind but she can also be a total hothead and get angry fast.
picture/description: (well you know I’m a pathetic artist if you were in the hidden door rp with me lol) she has medium brown hair and murky brown eyes, she has pale freckles skin and isn’t a particularly pretty girl but she’s not particularly ugly either. She tried to dye her hair blonde once but it reacted with her natural colour and sent her hair frizzy orange, so after that she gave up on the idea.
username: @Butterscotchbitesfinger
Other (weaknesses, habits, special abilities): she has a crippling fear of snakes, spiders or any bugs like wasps which can sting her. She doesn’t have many bad habits in need of breaking but she does have one, she hates the outdoors, I don’t think that’s a habit but I figured I’d include it anyway. She can’t stand hiking or walking in the woods absolutely despises it, absolutely no magical abilities.

Name: Aros Waya Cohen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
User ID: 66
Personality: Distrust defines him.
So much abandonment and abuse in his early childhood has left him weary of other people, especially adult men over 30. When his father finally left him when he was six, so much damage had already been done. Being adopted by a home that treated him as lesser than the already present children didn't help. By now he's used to blows and hateful tones, and the few good people he's known have either been ripped away from after a short amount of time, or died. Due to this he's learned to set low standards for people, but they always find a way to dig under them and give him an even worse taste of relationships, and he has to fight his fight or flight instincts every time he talks to someone.
He's found the world to be icy cold, so he makes himself go along with that tone.
He's very pessimistic, easy to anger and holds on to hatred, desperate to at least feel something. Very rash and quick to action, he can make rather stupid choices regardless of his high intelligence. When he takes his time and thinks things through, though, survival is first and foremost in his mind; causing him to seem selfish. That doesn't mean he won't help someone else in need because of his still existent conscience-- It's just not his natural response.
He tends to be blunt and doesn't like people that beat around the bush, and lying to him is an easy way to get on his extensive "people-Aros-hates-list".
He tries his best and is rather a perfectionist when it comes to himself, having a loud inner critic left over from his father, adoptive brothers, and adoptive mother.
He is very much known as a lone wolf, and doesn't care too much about being alone. Other people either make him uncomfortable or have hurt him, but he'll settle to be with them if they don't push him about things.
He has a lot of left over trauma that he's simply compartmentalized instead of dealing with, and he truly misses his mother, brother, first foster parents, and adoptive father, but he has very little hope of ever seeing any of them again, leaving him with painful memories to handle on his own, and a fear of truly getting close to others.
Aros can get into playful moods and begin teasing others, but if he notices them getting angry he'll recede back into himself. Sarcasm can be an escape for him, but he understands that some people just don't have the patience for it.
He also can get very protective of others he deems unable to defend themselves-- Like children and people with severe mental handicaps or physical illness. If he sees anyone acting aggressively to a child or person otherwise unable to fight back, pray for their souls, because they're about to be dropkicked by a 6'5 teenaged ball of pure rage.
Working with others is another struggle for him, and he disdains being commanded to do something, but if he knows it's need he can get over it and play along.
Regardless of his tendency towards towards anger-- which is another place of self-hatred-- He honestly wants to do better and be a better person, and bounces around with his moods, especially when it comes to his feelings about others. But once he sets his mind to doing better-- Which he usually has to reset himself about fifty times a day-- He can slip into being playful and helpful to others, but he usually needs someone else who's wholesome around him to get to that mental space. He's one of those people who feeds off other's emotions, if he's alone or around bitterness, which he usually is, he'll be bitter. But, if he can find an accepting group, he might be able to learn to enjoy others' presences.
He's also really stubborn. Like, comedically stubborn. If he decides to go one way, and that trail leads to a cliff, and you tell him to turn around?
He'll walk off that cliff.
Picture/Description: Tanned reddish skin on a very lean body-- You can tell he doesn't eat as many meals as he should, but he still retains some muscle and is considerably strong. He's also pretty tall, standing at 6'5 and never leaning down to appear any less so. His hair is unkempt, soft, and frizzy; deep raven black strands drooping long enough to touch his bushy eyebrows. Russet brown eyes tinged with pain have dark bags hanging underneath from his consistent lack of sleep, and it's easy to make out the blue veins beneath his thin skin. A jagged scar stretches over a crooked nose-- Obviously having been broken at some point. His hands are boney, and his fingernails are a bit too dirty, untrimmed, and ripping-- A tattoo of a semi-colon is on the top of his right wrist. He also has a sharp jaw-line and high cheekbones, and his lips are thin and very chapped.
His father was Cherokee, but the rest of his ancestry is unknown.
He likes to wear black, but he'll go for some dark blue or grey clothes if they're clean. To be honest, his only belongings are the clothes on his body. A black hoodie, black jeans, and black army boots. He hasn't had the opportunity to get new ones in quite awhile, so mud is splattered over his boots and jeans.
His dominant hand is his right hand, so that's the palm that his User ID is tattooed on.
Weaknesses, habits, or special abilities: Allusion casting/projection. These allusions of himself or of other objects or animals cannot be touched, or travel too far away from him, the farther away they are the more strained he is. He can see through their eyes and control them, but as stated, they can't go too far from him, neither can they fight for him-- But they make for great distractions. Casting them does drain him of energy, can cause nausea, headaches, and dizziness-- His symptoms worsen with how far away they get. He can't project more than 1 at a time.
Other: He can be pretty clumsy and be "accidentally" comedic. He loves hip-hop/rap, has had a drivers license for the last two years but does not own a car, and lived in northeast Oklahoma until he was 9, at which point he moved with his adoptive family to Tennessee. His birthday is November 14th, 2017. And he barely remembers a little blonde boy named Lachlan that was his brother, but they got separated via going to different foster homes. All he can do is pray his little brother has led a better life than himself.
Oh, and lastly, he's homeless now.
Username: @RiverStorm

Name: Leita Lune.
Age: 20 years old.
Gender: Female.
Pronouns: She/Her.
User ID: 69.
Personality: She is brave, curious, adventurous, and more independent than she probably should be. She loves being out in the wild, using her boundless energy to explore her surroundings. She's outspoken, but she's also very chill with her attitude, especially towards people and animals. She's an extroverted person, and generally gets along well with everyone. She's always up for a good laugh and good at being positive, but she isn't very good at expressing her negative emotions, and doesn't like being alone or thinking about the past. Which can lead to outbursts of emotion, like anger, fear or sadness.
Picture/Description: She's 5'6" tall, with short, insanely sun-bleached hair, grey-blue eyes, tan skin, and quite a muscular build. She has two white streaks on both cheeks, however the cause is unknown. Her identification number rests in the middle of her left palm. Her style is usually casual beachwear and loose clothes, avoiding footwear wherever possible. She has a fondness for all sea creatures, but especially loves turtles. Hence, most of her clothing having turtle graphics. Both her ears are pierced and are usually decorated with a practical pair of earrings. She has random scars and scratches on her body, and she isn't ashamed by them, because each mark has a story behind it. She has a large variety of Polynesian-style tattoos, covering random body parts, including a sleeve.
She grew up on the sandy coast with her dad, where she picked up a lot of personality from stereotypical surfers. Her dad was almost always busy with work, so she spent her days learning life skills, meeting people she'd never normally meet, exploring, and even working herself. All of which she used as a distraction, to help her cope with the loss of her mom.

Username: TamingMaster.
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): She's at her best in the water; swimming, surfing, you name it, she's probably good at it. But she's also fair on land - being an adept tracker and having a 'sense' for the landscape. She's also crazy good with a sword, as she spent a weird amount of time, when she was a little girl, watching movies and copying their actions, wanting to be the saviour of a beautiful princess. She's almost always hungry and can eat an ungodly amount of food.

Name: Saturn Dahlin
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her
User ID: 72
Personality: Incredibly bold and stubborn. Like to the point of stupidity. She won't let anyone tell her do anything, no matter what. It's her way or the highway, through and through. A raging feminist. No one, especially not men, can tell her to quiet down or to sit more ladylike. Which has gotten her into several fights and a lot of trouble. She's not scared of much, either.
She's very sweet, and will give anyone the shirt off her back at any given time, but she's very hotheaded and rash. She doesn't know when to stop, and more often then not, she adds more fuel to the fire.
She's very insecure. She has grown up surrounded by those with fantastical powers, and there hasn't been a human in her family since the 1960's. She sets herself at incredibly high standards, and will work herself to exhaustion just to get a little bit of approval.
Picture/Description: 5'7, and athletic build. She's a runner, and almost constantly working out. Her muscle is pretty much the only thing she's got going for her. Short, frizzy ginger hair, and dark brown eyes. Pale skin and a scattering of freckles.
Username: @Cluckcluck1215
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): Painfully human and nothing more. Has a terrible habit of chewing her lips until they bleed. Stims, and occasionally has physical or verbal tics when stressed, overstimulated, or excited.

Name: Pickles
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her
User ID: 76
Personality: Pickles is pretty hard to miss. Without even paying regard to her unique appearance, her voice will single her out in any crowd. It carries quite well and to say she uses it liberally is an understatement.
Headstrong, impatient, and energetic. Hard to keep her in one place for long. Even harder to keep her acquiescent in one place for long.
Quick to give her two cents on everything. However much of a rare positive the art of being truly confident in oneself is, her stubborn self-assurance insists for her to be taken seriously while the likelihood of her spontaneous judgment being in error is 99.9%. She's sorely lacking in the common sense and rationale departments.
Food before thought.
Picture/Description:
Um wow that's a whole lot more clashing pattern than I was expecting uh.
Sorry????
She's 5'9", endomorph body type. Richly tanned olive skin colonized by generalized vitiligo. Hazel eyes and thick eyebrows. Heavily freckled face and neck beneath the vitiligo. Notable button nose and singular dimple in her left cheek. Dirty blonde hair cut in a mullet that she usually wears back in a sloppy wolf tail. Wears a single dangle earring. She dresses in whatever attire is most comfortable -not gonna lie, it usually ends up being beach-flavored athletic wear- and doesn't have reservations about baring her genuine self.


Username: HeavensHens88
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities):
Her dumbness crippling inability to align her anarchist brain cells under pressure. Or any time, really.
Wicked at surfboarding.
Because that's totally relevant.
She also dabbles in virtually every other watersport. That one saltwater fisherwoman who gets dragged out of the boat by the giant tuna that's on the other end of the rod she made the mistake of lifting, but does it all over again tomorrow anyway.
Otherwise, she's your comfort homo sapiens.

Name: Zulema Navarro
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her
User ID: 89
Personality: Zulema is a pretty chill vampire girl, she doesn’t intimidate easily and usually likes to be on her own, which isn’t unheard of when you’re a vampire. At times she can be malevolent to those who wish to seek harm on her or when she’s been starved of blood. More about her history will be revealed in the RP.
Picture/Description: She’s 5’9, wears a black tank top, shredded pants, sneakers, and a choker.
if you see this it’s obvious this is not accurate and she wears all black fishnets, boots, shorts, tattered longsleeve, and sometimes a dark hooded cloak.


Username: @LittleBrownie
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): Has the same weaknesses as any other vampire. Can levitate, hypnotize, and shapeshift.

Name: Damir Najem.
Age: 24 years old.
Gender: Male.
Pronouns: He/Him.
User ID: 100.
Personality: He's usually quiet and reserved, observing every situation before getting tangled up in it. On the rare occasion he feels talkative, he's very straightforward and struggles with his expressions, which can often end up hurting peoples feelings unintentionally. He always feels bad when he upsets people, but he gets too nervous to try to console them, so everyone ends up believing he's heartless and cruel. Due to this, he's become very much a loner, and prefers to spend his days working on his projects, trying to not interfere with anyone else's business. He's very happy tinkering in his workshop all day, talking to his creations, designing a new project, and enjoying the simplicity of craftsmanship.
Picture/Description: He's 6'3" tall, with almost shoulder-length, straight, black hair, olive green eyes, tanned skin, and a reasonably muscular build. His identification number is in the middle of his right palm. His left leg is a mechanical prosthetic that he designed and built himself, after the accident. His body is partially covered in burn scars. Both his ears and nose are pierced. His style is anything comfortable, and anything that won't get ruined by oil or power tools. Usually short sleeved tops, graphic t-shirts, jeans, and hoodies. He also carries around a little tool kit, to fix any of his faulty gear.
As a kid, he never really figured out what happened to his parents, but his grandpa raised him like a son. In his teens, he helped his grandpa around his workshop. His grandpa taught him everything he needed to know about mechanics, electronics, and even a little science. This fueled a lifelong passion for creation, even after the accident resulting in the loss of his leg and his having to use a wheelchair for over 2 years. When his grandpa died, he took over the workshop, dedicating his time to helping people with similar disabilities to his.


Username: TamingMaster.
Other (weaknesses, habits, or special abilities): He has various, self-made, robotic implants hidden around his body. The most noticeable being a full-body set of glowing lights, hidden under his skin, which [usually] respond to contact commands.
His weakness is most definitely an EMP or a hug.

Belongs to @Amer
Name: Hewitt
Gender: male
Age: 93 and will probably go on living forever.
Appearance: An old man with a cane that he doesn’t use for support but rather uses it to punish people with.


Personality: Insufferable. He can’t sympathize with others’ pain. He says “it builds character” all the time. A crotchety old man. Always goes on about how others don’t know how lucky they are being able to taste and feel, but he gets little sympathy. A good ally to have.
Abilities: Both a blessing and a curse, given to him by a bad fairy as a child. Doesn’t hunger, thirst, tire, or feel pain. He does not require sleep. He doesn’t feel any human sensations. He doesn’t have tastebuds. His only vice is, in order to retain these abilities (and not die a slow painful death because he’s incapable of consuming food) is to say “it builds character” every 10 minutes. Can run forever, strength is only limited to what fits in hands. He can be killed, he just won't be able to feel it if he's bleeding out. He can only smell, see, and hear.

NPC: Zahara
NPC: Lieu
NPC: Onuris
NPC: Aveli