- Full Name -
Helena McCoy

- Age -
21

- Gender -
Female

- Species -
Human

- Sexuality -
Straight with some bi-curious tendencies.

- Alignment -
True Neutral

- Appearance -
Helena stands at 5'2 with brown hair and brown eyes. She has one tattoo of a Latin phrase vertically running down her side, but bears no other major scars or marks.

- Personality -
Helena's personality depends mostly on her mood as well as the type of people that are around her at the time. She can go from super quirky to deathly hateful in 0.5 seconds. Even though Helena has an vengeful side, she'll only go after people who have wronged her or someone else without justification.

- History -
Her past is not too complicated. Just the average girl born and raised in Vancouver, Canada to a Russian-Canadian father and an Asian mother. She has an older half brother, Alex, who has been her best friend since as far back as she can remember. Helena knew from a young age that she wanted to be a professional ballet dancer, and although she was surrounded by girls during rehearsal who could have all been her best friend, Helena instead opted to hang out with her brother as he would take her on crazy adventures. This may or may not have helped to develop her crazy and wild side.

Currently, Helena is on the last year of her Biology studies. She has since changed her mind regarding her future and soon wants to get into teaching.

- Other Notes -
Helena was on the plane to Australia with her brother to finalise her divorce to James McCoy, a man with too many promises and no intentions of keeping them.

- Full Name -
Adrienne Gofuckyourself

- Age -
*glare*

- Gender -
My eyes are up here, dumbass. Now piss off.

- Species -
I have four arms, a snake tail where humans have legs, and I'm 150 feet long. You put it together.

- Sexuality -
Noneofyourdamnbusinessual

- Alignment -
Stop asking stupid questions.

- Appearance -
Since my bracelet's gone and the spell's apparently worn off, I'm a giant four-armed snake girl. Hope I didn't crush anybody.

- Personality -
Pissed.

- History -
Hmm, lets see. I was at work, finishing up with a customer, when Alice said we had a walk-in. I figured I had time, was in a good mood, my hands weren't too sore, so yeah, why not. Girl comes in, I introduce myself, business as usual.

Oh yeah, then the bitch puts a fucking spell on me. When I wake up, I'm a literal snake in a tiny ass crate, on a fucking plane, next to some douchebag in a suit! I fucking hate planes! That's what I get for being nice! I think he had my bracelet too, so that's something I guess.

- Other Notes -
No. Now where's my damn bracelet and which way is home. I have a dinner date with a dead bitch.