<sub>＂Ｈａｖｅ ｙｏｕ ｅｖｅｒ ｈｅａｒｄ ｔｈｅ ｆａｂｌｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｓｃｏｒｐｉｏｎ ａｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｆｒｏｇ？







ᴅᴀɴᴛᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴀᴜʀɪᴇʟ

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ᴍᴀʟᴇ

ᴇsᴛᴘ || ᴍᴀsᴏᴄʜɪsᴛɪᴄ ﹠ sᴀᴅɪsᴛɪᴄ || sᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ
Lady Macbeth had once said, "Look like the innocent flower but be the serpent under it." The art of charm is a delicate one at that but something Dante has managed to master years ago. However, he's not one to shy from taking more 'aggressive' measures and certainly has no problem with getting his hands tarnished.

...ғɪʟʟᴇʀ...</sub>



♰ _{ʙʟᴀsᴘʜᴇᴍɪᴀ ∷ ʙʟᴀsᴘʜᴇᴍʏ}
⌚ _{ᴅᴏʟᴜs ∷ ᴅᴇᴄᴇɪᴛ}
₷ _{ғᴜʀᴛᴜᴍ ∷ ᴛʜᴇғᴛ}
⚜ _{ʟɪᴄᴇɴᴛɪᴀ ∷ ᴀɴᴀʀᴄʜʏ}
☠ _{ɴᴇx ∷ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ}
☿ <sub>sᴛᴜᴘʀᴜᴍ ∷ ʀᴀᴘᴇ

...ғɪʟʟᴇʀ...

...ғɪʟʟᴇʀ...

ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ﹐ ᴛʜᴀᴛ·s ɪᴛ. ᴅᴀɴᴛᴇ ɪs ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs sᴏ﹣ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ··ʙʀᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ·· ʙᴜᴛ ɪsɴ·ᴛ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇʟʏ ᴄᴏɴᴠɪɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ·s ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀᴘ ᴏʀ ᴍᴇʀᴇ ʀᴜᴍᴏʀ.</sub>

<sub>sʜɪʟᴏʜ ᴘᴀʏɴᴇ ᴄʀᴏɪx

ᴍᴀʟᴇ

43

ʜᴜɢᴏ

sɴɪᴘᴇʀ ﹠ sʜᴀʀᴘsʜᴏᴏᴛᴇʀ

ᴛᴇxᴛ ɢᴏᴇs ʜᴇʀᴇ

firstborn of the sixth generation to inherit his family's ranch, shiloh grew up in the rural region of . ᴛᴇxᴛ ɢᴏᴇs ʜᴇʀᴇ

ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ʙʀᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀɪʀ || sᴇᴀ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs || ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ ᴛᴀɴ sᴋɪɴ ᴛᴏɴᴇ || 5'11" || 213 ʟʙs. || ʙʀᴀᴡɴʏ ﹠ ʙᴜʀʟʏ || ғɪᴠᴇ ᴏ·ᴄʟᴏᴄᴋ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ {sᴛᴜʙʙʟᴇ}

ʟᴇɢᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴇᴀғ || sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴜᴛɪsᴍ || ɪsᴛᴊ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴛʏᴘᴇ || ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏsᴇxᴜᴀʟ || ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏɢ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ 🇧​🇴​🇷​🇾​🇺​; 🇧​🇱​🇺​🇪​ 🇩​🇺​🇹​🇨​🇭​ 🇸​🇭​🇪​🇵​🇭​🇪​🇷​🇩​</sub>

✟ ｎａｍｅ： Deimos Masque Vesperus
✟ ａｇｅ： 93
✟ ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： Male
✟ ｒａｃｅ： Demon



✟ ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ：



✟ ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ： {skipped}

✟ ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ：

✟ ｎａｍｅ： Ma'ai Thos _{(together they're pronounced mæ-ðō-z; variant take on the name Midas)} Lucius Narkissos
✟ ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅｓ： Ma'ai or Luke
✟ ａｇｅ： 28
✟ ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： Male
✟ ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ： Angel
✟ ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ： Military Scout & Tracker
✟ ｐｏｗｅｒｓ： Sleep Hypnosis & The Ability To See One's Greatest Desire


✟ ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ：

✟ ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ：

✟ ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ：

✟ ｎａｍｅ： Je'Nai _{(pronounced ĵe-nà-ee; variant take on the name Jane)} Icarus Obscurokht
✟ ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅｓ： Jenna or Icar
✟ ａｇｅ： 31
✟ ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： Female
✟ ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ： Hybrid
✟ ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ： Makeup Artist
✟ ｐｏｗｅｒｓ： Her wings can turn into ravens, each capable of individuality.


✟ ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ：

✟ ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ：

✟ ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ：

• b a s i c s •
ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Feral Heart
ᴀɢᴇ: 6
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male
ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ: Alaskan Noble Companion // Canis Panther // Groenendael
ʀᴀɴᴋ: ---

• p e r s o n a l i t y •
ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: Feral lives with a very straightforward mindset; leave him alone and he’ll leave you alone. He’s created his own little set of rules to abide by and is very strict with himself on that; ask him why and he’ll give you the simple answer of “it creates order”. Feral’s reserved and doesn’t like to stick his nose in anybody else’s matters, nor does he appreciate anyone doing that to him. Quiet and somewhat shy, it’s often easy to forget he’s even in the same room until he speaks up. Listening has always been his strong point and Feral is fairly knowledgeable because of his observatory skills, but he doesn’t share what isn’t asked for. He’s a stoic and tries hard to keep up this wall he’s built around himself, even putting on a façade for added effect. Truthfully, he’s just hurting on the inside and misses his master. Feral can be patient and often tolerates more than most would, but bare your teeth and he’s sure to bite back. Also, contrary to what many judge him for, he can be sensitive and has a soft spot –he just doesn’t show it.
sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: patient // observing
ғʟᴀᴡs: anger management

• a p p e a r a n c e •
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ: In the prime of his life, Feral was a unique dog. He was large but agile, powerful but gentle, and disturbingly frightening but surprisingly poised. His ANC half granted him his long fur and pointed ears while his CP half granted him his heavy build and large teeth. He could have passed for a wolf if the white markings on his chest and chin hadn’t given his true identity away. Now he’s nothing more than a shell of his former self, a ghost, a sickly skeleton. His once glossing black fur hangs limply, his previously charming figure is riddled with marring scars, bones protrude where his muscles once bulged, and his formerly bright-golden eyes stare back dully. Feral even lost his proud stance, now replaced with his slumping hunch. But make no mistake, though Feral isn’t exactly in top shape, he’ll be sure to die with dignity. He’d rather fight for his pride and be killed than cower and allow one to shame him.
ᴄᴏᴀᴛ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Inky Black.
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Gold.
ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs: White spots on his chin and chest.
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: Lots of scarring along his body, nothing overly major though.

• r e l a t i o n s h i p s •
ᴄʀᴜsʜ: none
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ: none
ᴋɪɴ: none

• e x t r a •
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: Feral was born in a very sketchy part of the city, to a breeder who made a living by selling potentially “mean” dogs. Though as a pup Feral couldn’t kill a fly, even if it provoked him, Feral’s rough appearance got him a one-way ticket from home and straight into the core of the ghetto slums. He was bought by a man named Marco, who worked as a bounty hunter. With his job being as dangerous as it was, Marco trained Feral to be a guard/attack dog. Despite the popular belief, Feral was not an aggressive dog and suffered, but he gradually adjusted to his new lifestyle in order to please his master. This went on for a few years until he was 4; afterwards, an accident left Marco unable to work anymore and when he lost his job he ended up an alcoholic. With rising debts and no way to pay them off, Marco started borrowing from loan sharks and turned to gambling. One night at the bar, Marco placed Feral as collateral while he was drunk and lost the bet. After being traded, sold, and even stolen over the following few weeks, Feral landed in the dog fighting business. Whether by miracle or sheer luck, the mutt managed to escape and now lives on the streets.

ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: ---
ᴘɪᴄs:

• b a s i c s •
ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Fritz
ᴀɢᴇ: 5
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male
ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ: American Akita // American Alsatian // Carpathian Sheepdog [Romanian Shepherd Dog] // Central Asian Ovcharka [Russian Bear Dog] // Shiloh Shepherd
ʀᴀɴᴋ: Rogue

• p e r s o n a l i t y •
ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: Fritz is a gentle giant; he loves both people and fellow animals but he’ll also be naturally cautious when the need arises. He’s compassionate and very patient, especially with youngsters (both puppies and children). Though he is fully grown, he loves to take it easy and lay back or play around. Fritz prefers listening over speaking just as much as he prefers following over leading, but he dislikes silence and enjoys socializing. Fritz main issue is his rage. It takes a lot to push him over the breaking point, and when that happens he becomes a very different dog. This usually occurs when he’s defending himself or protecting a friend. He becomes aggressive, violent, almost morbid, and enters that “red zone”. He becomes nothing short of a savage during these episodes, plus it takes him a while to calm down afterwards. Ironically, he very much loathes fighting and tries whatever he can to avoid it. Despite this hatred, he wouldn’t hesitate to put himself in harm’s way to protect others.
sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: accommodating // loyal
ғʟᴀᴡs: rage

• a p p e a r a n c e •
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ: Fritz, like his ancestors before him, is a big and heavy dog. He’s tall and muscular with a thick, long coat, which gives him a shaggy and unkempt appearance. He’s strong and has fair stamina, but he’s not very fast. With all the breeds mixed into him, it’s no wonder why he has such a mess of colors and shades. Though he is primarily charcoal grey and black, there are also blends of white and silver, even some browns tinting him. He is fairly dark, but his soft honey-brown eyes can compensate for that.
ᴄᴏᴀᴛ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Primarily grey and black with brown, silver, and white mixed in.
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Honey brown.
ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs: He has multiple scars riddled over his body from past dog attacks, though they’re mainly hidden under his fur for the most part.
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: He wears a navy blue, leather collar given to him by a kid that used to take care of him. On it is a silver tag with his name engraved into it.

• r e l a t i o n s h i p s •
ᴄʀᴜsʜ: none
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ: none
ᴋɪɴ: none

• e x t r a •
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: Born and raised in the streets, Fritz never really had a place to call home. The mutt lived with his littermates for a while until they all gradually left or died off. Fritz took this as a sign and decided to move on, leaving his birthplace. It was rough and dangerous, but through his hardship Fritz learned how to survive. Despite the fact where most would turn away strays, Fritz was desperate for companionship and often stuck close to people whenever he could, earning himself a fairly positive reputation. He finally found a quiet neighborhood and for once, Fritz had someplace decent to stay. He’d play with the children –at this point most would tolerate him –at this point he became more of a community pet than a stray- he’d join people walking their dogs, and he helped reduce the coyote problem. In exchange, Fritz was fed, some would occasionally take him in for a bath, and he was permitted to sleep where he pleased without worry of being chased out. A few kids even got together and bought him a collar and ID tag after naming him Fritz (before that, he had no name). When Fritz really settled down, he started to explore the town a bit and discovered the city’s pack. Ruled by a strong alpha pair, this group of hardy mongrels were notorious for their uncanny ability to evade capture. Each and every single one of them had a story behind their reputation. Though they weren’t exactly very friendly with strangers, especially trespassers, Fritz was desperate for the companionship of other canines like himself. He was rejected multiple times for being a “lap dog” and even almost killed once; they disliked people and therefor were disgusted with Fritz. Somehow or the other, Fritz managed to prove himself and was accepted into the pack. For reasons he won’t say, he was shortly exiled with a newfound reputation and had been on the run since. Some say he killed a packmate and some say he mauled a child, others believe he is guilty of both.
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: ---
ᴘɪᴄs:

• b a s i c s •
ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Augen Auf
ᴀɢᴇ: 1 ½
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female
ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ: Smooth Coated Scotch Collie
ʀᴀɴᴋ: ---

• p e r s o n a l i t y •
ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: Though she’s still technically a pup, Gen is unexpectedly sophisticated for her age and carries herself with this sort of refined mien. She’s so quiet that she’s almost mute, she’s unnervingly patient with an equally extreme level of tolerance, and she has an odd habit of cleaning herself just like a cat does. She’s also gentle with whatever she’s doing and dons a delicate ambience for herself, often bringing people to the playful conclusion that she must have been brought up by deer. Raised to follow the rules and trained to how to properly behave, Gen is poised and performs even the simplest of tasks with careful thought. “Beggars can’t choosers” doesn’t apply to her and dignity is of upmost importance, surpassing her own well-being as proven by the countless nights she starved herself after refusing to eat trash off the floor. The concept of propriety has been ingrained into her since puppyhood and after learning on what it means to be respected, she took it upon herself to treat even the lowest of curs with regard. Integrity is a highly valued virtue, but it falls right under humility for her. Though Gen would undoubtedly help with whatever she could, the female never brags. Also, being as young as she is, Gen is naïve but truly believes she has her priorities set straight. Augen Auf doesn’t have much to offer but once you can gain her trust, you have her undying loyalty.
sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: high tolerance // humility // patience
ғʟᴀᴡs: easily alarmed // obsequious

• a p p e a r a n c e •
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ: As can be expected from her bloodline, Gen is lissome and svelte. She’s white with large tan blotches along her body and faintly black-tipped ears. If her ears were folded, she’d look just like the short-haired version of Lassie. Being as hygienic and cautious as she is, Gen is always clean and hasn’t the slightest scar on her. She has mismatched eyes, the right brown and the left blue. Though his may seem beautiful to some, she is actually blind in her left eye along with being deaf in her left ear.
ᴄᴏᴀᴛ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Tan and white with black-tipped ears.
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Heterochromia; her right eye is brown and her left is pale silver.
ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs:
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: Blind and deaf on her left side due nerve damage after she was struck in the head, which is also led to her mismatched eye colors.

• r e l a t i o n s h i p s •
ᴄʀᴜsʜ: none
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ: none
ᴋɪɴ: none

• e x t r a •
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: After all, she expects nothing less than to be treated as a queen. She’s too naïve to understand that her little disability [“blemish”] has left her unwanted.

ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: ---
ᴘɪᴄs:
or

• ‣ ɴᴀᴍᴇ - Façade de Masques Noirs
• ‣ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ - Female
• ‣ ᴀɢᴇ - 3
• ‣ ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ - ½ Wolf, ⅜ Blue Bay Shepherd, ⅛ King Shepherd
• ‣ ʀᴀɴᴋ - Regular

• ‣ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ:

• ‣ ᴄʀᴜsʜ - N/A
• ‣ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ - ffc0cb cbffc0 c0cbff ᴱᴵᴳᴱᴺᴳᴿᴬᵁ

• b a s i c s •
ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Tobi
ᴀɢᴇ: 4
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female
ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ: European Doberman Pinscher // Anatolian Shepherd
ʀᴀɴᴋ: ---

• p e r s o n a l i t y •
ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: Tobi is a very feisty and aggressive dog. She doesn’t like to share any information about herself and avoids creating bonds with others –however, she’s blunt and does little to hide her feelings when she starts talking. She feels that lying to the world would be just as bad as lying to herself. Tobi doesn’t mind dogs too much, though she’d rather be alone, and she has a strong distaste towards humans. Unlike many dogs who’d be sure to chase off an offending human, Tobi would much rather tuck her tail and flee. She is very much aware of what the species is capable of and would much rather avoid dealing with them.
sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: deep thinker
ғʟᴀᴡs: impatient // distrustful

• a p p e a r a n c e •
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ: With the heavy build of the Anatolian and the sleek figure of the Doberman, Tobi’s just the right 50/50 combination of speed and strength. She’s tall and has a robust figure with tough muscles to add, making her excellent at survival. Tobi’s a color combination of black and rust fur, her chocolate eyes only making her look more like her father than her mother. Though she carries no chains or tags, there is evidence of her life back in the fighting ring.
ᴄᴏᴀᴛ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Black and rust.
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Brown.
ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs: none
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: Her ears have been cropped. Also, she has some scars along her muzzle, neck, and shoulders; the most noticeable of these stigmas stretches from the outer end of her right eye, down to the edge of her jawline.

• r e l a t i o n s h i p s •
ᴄʀᴜsʜ: none
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ: none
ᴋɪɴ: She had a litter but their current whereabouts are unknown.

• e x t r a •
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: Tobi was born in puppy mill and started her early days at a pet shop. Whether by luck or by fate, Tobi was bought and taken home to a little boy named Luca. Tobi was a gift for Luca’s 13th birthday and named after one of his favorite TV show characters. It seemed to be love at first sight and the two were inseparable. Tobi followed Luca everywhere; they were like the modern day Lassie and Timmy. Luca decided to take it upon himself to train Tobi and even taught her a few tricks. One day, Luca had to go run some errands and as always, Tobi went along with him. Luca ended up at the market and had Tobi wait up front for him. As she’d been taught, Tobi waited obediently for Luca’s return. Meanwhile, a few older men approached her. Tobi allowed them to pet her and was being friendly as usual, until one of them placed a leash on her. She started to struggle and even barked and bit at him. Before she knew what was happening, she’d been restrained and taken. Tobi was traded to an illegal dog fighting ring, and brutally trained to fight. That was where she learned the harsh reality of human cruelty, and the rules of survival; kill or be killed. She tried countless times to escape but despite the times she fought back, it seemed they always had another trick up their sleeves for her. Unfortunately, her aggression is exactly what they wanted. After some successful rounds, they decided to keep her as a breeder. She had a litter later on, though her puppies were taken away from her. It wasn’t until a year later that she finally got her chance to freedom again. The police had found out their location and in an attempt to save their prized possession, one of her handlers took her before fleeing the scene. He ended up staying at a friend’s house and tied Tobi outside. She managed to escape in the middle of the night and made sure to never look back. Eager finally be with Luca after their 2-year separation, she immediately set out to find him; she got exactly what she asked for just a month later. Though overjoyed to be reunited with Tobi, Luca had gotten another dog during her disappearance. Tobi, amazingly, wasn’t jealous –she simply didn’t care about it. But unfortunately, like a soldier from war, the fighting had changed Tobi was she was unable to readjust to the lifestyle of being a normal dog again. One day she simply snapped and attacked Luca’s other dog and when the boy tried to stop her, she bit him. She was so horrified by what she’d done that she ran away. It wasn’t long until she stumbled into this pack and somehow managed to fit in.
ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: ---
ᴘɪᴄs:
or

-Name: Jesse Archibald Smith
-Age: 27
-Gender: Male
-Occupation: Bounty Hunter // Free Lancer

-Personality: Jesse’s a very optimistic person, and just loves to laugh; some say his joy is horribly contagious. He enjoys playing cards and gambling, but unlike most men he won’t go anywhere near alcohol or even a pipe to smoke. He’s an honest and dependable person, but also unusually reserved at times. Some say he has the potential of a leader but he prefers to give advice, or better, simply sit back and listen. He tends to be lazy but if he puts in effort, he can be a hard worker. He’s a very hands-on guy and prefers manual work over problem solving. But, he also has great tracking and investigative skills, which is how he makes his living off bounty hunting. And being the mischievous daredevil he is, he isn’t afraid of a little trouble here and there. Despite this knack of his, he dislikes fights and tried to avoid them at all costs.
-History: Jesse was the second-oldest boy born, with a total of 3 sons and 2 daughters in the family. His mother was a nursemaid while his father ran the farm they owned, leaving early in the morning and returning late at night. Jesse was very curious and clever, so he was quick to learn when his father starting bringing him along to help with taking care of things by age 6. Jesse loved the outside and he knew riding like he did the back of his hand. Life was good and everything went fine for years, but then things took a turn one night after his father didn’t come home from a night out with his friends. Jesse and his brothers went out through town searching for him, but to no avail. The next morning their father arrived home; he was drunk and had obviously been in a fight. They tried to figure what happened but he was incomprehensible and after some fussing over by their mother, their father went to bed. The family tried to forget the incident, dismissing it as a simple mistake. But then his father started to change, and it seemed like Jesse was the only one to notice –or at least, point it out and confront him about it. He started becoming aggressive towards everyone and threatened to abuse his wife, only stopping when Jesse or someone else stepped in and often had to get physical. He started going out late at night and slacking back in his work, causing a major setback in production and a loss in profit. The rest of the family seemed to have given up on him and it felt like no matter how hard he tried to connect with him, the father Jesse once knew was gone. As a last resort to bond with his father and help him get back into his old ways, Jesse decided to take him out on a hunting trip. To sum it all up, Jesse returned from the trip; alone, and with freshly made scars strewn over his face. Jesse never told the truth of what happened then; he simply packed up and left. He has been traveling around since.
-Other: He owns two dogs, Butch and Bonnie, along with stallion named Woody.

-Appearance: Jesse is tall and muscular, but of average build. He just reaches 6’1” tall and weighs 215 lbs. He has lightly tanned olive skin, short brown, tussled hair, and dark brown eyes. He has two thick scars that mar the left half of his face; the first once covers from his the top of his forehead and down to his chin, the second runs over his lips.

● ғᴜʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Maverick Gunnar Smith Jones O’Connor
● ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs: Rick
● ᴀɢᴇ: 29
● ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male

ｉ＇ｍ ａ ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｂｉｔ ｏｆｆ ｔｈｅ ｃｈａｉｎ．．．

● ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Arrogant, conniving, snarky, playboy; those are just a fraction of the many words tossed in Maverick’s direction. The worst part? Chances are that most of the negative labels used to describe him are entirely accurate. The facts are that he’s a lone-wolf and most of his income is through stealing. Plus, he’d do almost anything if the price is right and has no shame in admitting it. Now take that information and combine it with his devil-may-care lifestyle and doesn’t-bother-me attitude; it’s no wonder not many people wish to be around him.

ｃａｌｌ ｍｅ ｉｎｓａｎｅ， ｂｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｆａｃｔ ｒｅｍａｉｎｓ

● ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: Maverick wasn’t born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Starting life on his family’s ranch in Louisiana, Maverick had to work starting from a young age. Around then he’d learnt the hard way that if you hadn’t a penny to your name, nobody cared. Maverick’s older brothers taught him the art of theft and from then on, he started learning new skills on his own. He left home when he was only 18 and has since built up his renowned reputation, earning himself a hefty bounty over his head. Rumors have it that before he left, Maverick even went as far as to turn his own father to the sheriffs for the monetary reward.

．．． ｔｈａｔ ｉ＇ｍ ａ ｐｓｙｃｈｏ

● ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: He owns a stallion named Bull’s Eye & a mutt named Dodger. Quote comes from D12’s American Psycho II.

● ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: 5’10.5” tall with a fit built, Maverick isn’t exactly what you’d call intimidating at first glance. However, his firm facial features and harsh temper compensates for that. He has brown shaggy hair and turquoise eyes.

● ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ:

● ғᴜʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Mishka Zholnerovich [Мишка Жолнерович]
● ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ﹙s﹚: Hannibal
● ᴀɢᴇ: 23
● ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male
● ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 6 ft. 1 in.
● ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 200 lbs

● ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: Despite his European heritage, Mishka displays the uncommon genes of black hair, brown eyes, and fairly tanned skin. His only other notable features are the sprinkle of freckles running over his nose. While he usually dons casual attire, it's not uncommon for him to be seen wearing what some stereo-typically refer to as punk or gothic clothes.

● ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Rising from the rock-bottom nadir known as poverty, Mishka understands the importance of gratitude and is very resourceful with whatever he has. He’s not one for thanklessness and makes sure to enjoy the little things in life, but sometimes that leads him to start collecting trinkets or trivial and useless things like soda can tabs, empty lighters, even dead cellphones –though occasionally he may stumble upon a curio or two. Despite his knack for hoarding Mishka is a very organized person, a so-called clean freak, but not at all germaphobic nor obsessive compulsive. He simply can’t stand messes.

On the other hand, there's the Mishka that most people in his neighborhood have come to familiarize themselves with; this is also the "side" that earned him his nickname, Hannibal. Something's gone missing? Blame Mishka. Someone walking around with a fresh black eye? Blame Mishka. Oh look, there's some new graffiti on the back wall of that grocery store. Who else would it be? Mishka's practically notorious for causing trouble and even has a rather violent history of records so jail isn't new to him. Funny part is that most of the things Mishka is accused of doing aren't even his fault, he just has a tendency to take the fall for others.

ℕ𝔞𝔪𝔢:

𝔸𝔤𝔢:

𝔾𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯:

𝕆𝔠𝔠𝔲𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫:

𝕂𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔡𝔬𝔪:


ℙ𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔱𝑦:


ℍ𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝑦:


𝕆𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯:


𝔻𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫:


ℙ𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔰:

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-Full Name: Maxiel Scourge
-Nickname: Max
-Age: 20
-Gender: Male

-Rank: Newbie // Regular
-Species: Antígrafo [Greek for ‘copy’]. This species can mimic any voice or sound they hear. They are also known for their tattoo-like markings and youthful appearances.

-Personality: Maxiel is like a lost puppy; he often gets into trouble whenever he’s just trying to be helpful, he’s always trying to find a way to fit in, and he has this look on his face that many simply can’t resist. Max is a bit awkward at times and a major klutz, but he does his best and is happy when everyone else is happy. Max is the quiet, obedient person of the group who’s usually just trying to blend in and avoid becoming the center of attention. He’s also very kind and considerate, but not the overly-sensitive type to cry like a baby whenever a bug gets squished. Contrary to what most would think of him, Max is fairly level-headed in fights and can handle stress fairly well. Another notable characteristic about Max is his cleanliness. He’s almost OCD about it and hates messes, plus he likes to organize things just because. Max is also pretty punctual and is often one of the first to wake up in the mornings.

-History: A small planet, in a middle-class household, from a decent family; everything about Max’s life is pretty mediocre. He grew up a middle child, got good grades in school, and never got into trouble. Years passed and before he knew it, he was in college and studying to become an artist. His lifestyle was pretty boring, actually. So how did someone like Maxiel end up with this gang? Simple, he wanted change. He only joined a little after Levi took over and still has a lot to get used too. But Max is gradually adjusting and changing to be less uptight.

-Appearance: Max is much older than he appears, no thanks to his species traits. Maxiel’s got blonde hair and bright, turquois eyes. Though he has a young impression, he’s about 6’1” tall and weighs a good 200 lbs, enough to fill out his tall frame so he looks fit. The marking giving away his species is a red flame patters in the middle of his forehead. He usually covers it with his hair, but for no particular reason.

ℕ𝔞𝔪𝔢:

𝔸𝔤𝔢:

𝔾𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯:

𝕆𝔠𝔠𝔲𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫:

𝕂𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔡𝔬𝔪:


ℙ𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔱𝑦:


ℍ𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝑦:


𝕆𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯:


𝔻𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫:


ℙ𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔰:

● ғᴜʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Sit Classic Novitious
● ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs: Solo [her official alias]
● ᴀɢᴇ: 25
● ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female

● ʀᴀɴᴋ: Chief Merchant
● sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs: Chró̱ma [Greek for ‘color’]. Distinguishable by their unusual hair and/or eye colors. Also, their eyes glow brightly in the dark and change color based on emotion. Links 1, 2, 3.

··ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴘcᴀᴋᴇ ɪs sᴡᴇᴇᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟᴇᴛ ɪs ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ. ᴀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ɪs ᴀ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs ᴛʜɪɴɢ.·· [ᴀɴᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜs]

● ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Ever heard of a Cuttlefish? They’re these tiny little sea creatures distantly related to squids and octopuses; as the name connotes, they’re fairly cute. Only problem is, touch it and it you’re dead. Charming but fatal, a rose is never without its thorns. Sit often comes off as fun, laid back, and fairly pleasing or amusing to hang around with. She’ll drink, she’ll party, and she has no problem getting into trouble just for the fun it. Her petite stature often adds to the illusion that she’s harmless. But Sit has a short and nasty temper. She’s loud and almost always the last one to quiet down. She’s also the type to ‘dig her own grave’ with the way she words things and would likely get herself killed by the way she talks. Unfortunately Sit’s cursing is the last thing you have to worry about. Despite her problematic behavior, Sit is amazingly loyal and stands up for everything she believes in. She’s also a great fighter and often says that if she were to die now, it would be in a blaze of glory. Sit is also amusedly aware that with this lifestyle, it’s likely she won’t live long enough to ever reach retirement.

● ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: To start off, yes, Sit Classic are her legal given names. Why? That’s something even she can’t answer. Sit was born the youngest -and only female- of 4 on one of the wealthiest planets in the Milky Way. She was a spoiled child and could have whatever she asked for; a new pet, the latest electronic, anything, all she had to do was ask. But Sit was never happy and discovered at an early age that she enjoyed stepping out of line. Where she grew up, it was fairly peaceful and almost everyone obeyed the law. Sit was simply bothered by that and was always looking for a new way to entertain herself. Somehow in ways she can’t even remember, Sit stumbled upon Reemus and ‘Bob’ when she was just 13. It took effort, but the spunky teen managed to prove herself and she has been with this crew since. Though it appears to most she simply ran away from home, she still cares for her family and occasionally makes random excuses to go back so she could visit.

● ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ: She always carries a weapon on her and couldn’t be caught dead empty-handed.
● ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ: As mentioned earlier, Sit has a petite stature. Sit’s 5’1” tall and weighs 125 lbs, but call her short -or anything even remotely similar to ‘fun size’- and she’ll make sure you live to regret it. She has navy hair with a tint of grey to them and dark, olive-brown eyes which also contain some grey in them (this is her natural and neutral eye color). Other than her ears, Sit has no piercings but does have a ＴＡＴＴＯＯ on her left forearm.

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· ɴᴀᴍᴇ · Charles "Charlie" Nero
· ᴀʟɪᴀs · N/A
· ᴀɢᴇ · 13
· ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ · Male



· ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ · High School Freshman
· ᴍᴏʀᴀʟ ᴀʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ · Chaotic Good || True Neutral
· sᴛᴀᴛᴜs · Hero; In Training
· ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ﹖ · No
· ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ(s) · Electricity Conduction & Explosion Inception



· ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ sᴏɴɢs · Think Up Anger - Apollo || All Things Good - Get Up
· ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ · owns a red European Doberman Pinscher named Junky || trained by Batman and Doctor Fate || enjoys fire dancing, which he practices with Sebastian



· ʙɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ ·

{Refer to Sebastian} Ironic how life works; it's all so unpredictable and so complicated. While his older siblings had worked so hard to give Charlie something they never had, it all backfired and his mental state was left off worse than it probably would have been if he'd just stayed with his parents. He was young at the time and never directly witnessed his sister's death, but the incident had left its scarring impression in him. Although still as jaunty as can be, Charlie matured as quickly as Sebastian and Calypso had been forced to, and can often come off as more serious than most would expect from a boy of his age. It took a while for Charlie to finally accept that his sister was gone forever -even though he forgave the perpetrator literally minutes afterwards- but what's done is done. He never really did manage to put it past him but Charlie continued on with life anyways. What else could he do? He is currently undergoing training from multiple mentors while simultaneously balancing out school responsibilities.



· ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ · "ᴮᵉ ʰᵘᵐᵇˡᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵉᵃʳᵗʰˑ ᴮᵉ ᶰᵒᵇˡᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵗᵃʳˢˑ"

sandy brown hair || sea-foam green eyes || lanky but fit || 5'2" || has yet to attain any 'battle scars'

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◤ʀᴇsᴏᴜʀᴄᴇs◢ One || Two || Three
◤ғᴀᴄᴇᴄʟᴀɪᴍ◢ Levi Zane Miller

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· ɴᴀᴍᴇ · Sebastian Nero
· ᴀʟɪᴀs · Erebos
· ᴀɢᴇ · 27
· ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ · Male



· ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ · Plenipotentiary
· ᴍᴏʀᴀʟ ᴀʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ · Neutral Good
· sᴛᴀᴛᴜs · Hero; Dormant (Active During Dire or Large-Scale Crises Only)
· ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ﹖ · No
· ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs · Element (air, earth, fire, water) & Shadow Manipulation



· ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ sᴏɴɢs · The Rolling Stones - Paint It Black (Ciara remix) || Gary Jules - Mad World
· ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ · Charlie's legal guardian || married & a father-to-be || has yet to forgive Terry



· ʙɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ ·

Alongside his fraternal twin sister Calypso, Sebastian was born to parents both deeply embedded within the media industry -their father was a journalist and their mother a blogger for multiple news companies. What otherwise should have been a normal childhood was instead replaced with constant relocating, frequent extended stays with friends or nannies while their parents took care of work-related issues, the lack of a balanced household, and practically nonexistent parent-child relationships. Many would agree that the Neros were inappropriately dedicated to their careers. So, having no one else to turn to, the twins grew heavily reliant on each other and became literally inseparable. They were forced to mature early on and as soon as they were able to take care of themselves, they moved out. That's around the time both siblings discovered their abilities; neither ever dared breathed a word of it to anyone until much later after having met Batman.

By the time Charlie was born, Sebastian and Calypso were already full-fledged vigilantes. Both were just barely adults themselves but they quickly realized that unfortunately their parents' lifestyles had not changed since. Hoping to give Charlie a better and more normal nonage than what they had, they decided to fight for full custody over their little brother -and surprisingly won. It seemed everything would be fine then; Charlie had a roof over his head, a stable environment, went to school, and even though both his siblings had to work hard to make ends meet they were alright. But what started off as the beginning of Happily Ever After suddenly crashed and burned when there was an accident which led to Calypso's death. Sebastian was distraught. He tried to put up a tough exterior for the sake of Charlie but behind closed doors he had fallen into an abyss of depression and addiction. Sebastian quit the superhero life and although he was eventually convinced to allow Charlie to continue training under Batman and Doctor Fate, he absolutely refused to allow Charlie to get himself into crime fighting.

Then he met Bianca. She was his polar opposite: delicate, quiet, shy, a bit mediocre compared to the chaos he was used to. Bianca was a dainty little thing but something about her drew him closer. That's when the pieces clicked inside of his head; Sebastian gradually managed to pull himself together and after staying clean for nearly a year, he was able to win over her affections. They've been married for almost 2 years now and unbeknownst to everyone but the young couple, are expecting within the coming months.



· ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ · "ᴬᶰᵃʳᶜʰʸ ᶤˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᶤᵍʰᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳᵐ ᵒᶠ ᵈᵉᵐᵒᶜʳᵃᶜʸˑ"

short sable hair || slate blue eyes || either clean shaven or donning a light beard || athletic build || 6'1"

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◤ʀᴇsᴏᴜʀᴄᴇs◢ One || Two || Three
◤ғᴀᴄᴇᴄʟᴀɪᴍ◢ Jack Ryan Falahee

❖ ɴᴀᴍᴇ﹕ Bambi Dracul
❖ ᴀɢᴇ﹕ 17
❖ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ﹕ Female
❖ ᴇɴʜᴀɴᴄᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ﹕ Scent, hearing, the 6th sense, and precognition (this only works when she’s dreaming and is never completely accurate).

❖ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ﹕ Bambi is one of those enthusiastic and rambunctious girls, with a spunky temper and a daring attitude to match. She’s a tomboy with a pinch of her inner girlishness, to sum it all up, and not ashamed to admit it. Though Bambi enjoys attention and is often the center of it, she’s ironically more humble than people expect. She doesn’t get offended easily and has a high tolerance, but a short temper. Bambi generally avoids conflict and is very understanding, but get her mad and she’ll make sure to bite. Also, Bambi is a very loyal person and will undoubtedly stand up for whatever she believes in.

❖ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ﹕ Born the only girl of 5 and living in one of the shadier areas of her city, life wasn’t always easy for Bambi. However, she almost always somehow managed to find a way to amuse herself and make the best of everything. Excluding all the war problems, she and her family were fairly well off. Then one day, war fighting expanded towards her hometown. There was an evacuation and Bambi was lost in the chaos. Though she can’t remember anything that happened that night, she thinks that’s when she was taken for the project testing.

❖ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ﹕ N/A
❖ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ﹕ With her short, black hair, bright, blue eyes, and curvy figure, Bambi looks much more feminine than what her behavior depicts. She’s small, reaching 5’1” and weighing 100 lbs; but call her tiny and there will be a problem.

-Given Name: Gaia
-Birth Name: Bianca Frost
-Age: 119
-Gender: Female

-Personality: Bianca is like a child, wanting nothing more than love and praise from those around her. She works hard in what she does and enjoys showing off her accomplishments. She has a mild temper and a lot of patience, but that doesn’t mean she’ll let you push her around. She tries to be realistic but tends to lean towards the optimistic view on things. She’s light, sweet, and bubbly. She’s a bit naïve, but not gullible. Also, because of her history, she is used to being the center of attention and basically expects everyone to like her. She is timid and very careful when making decisions, even small ones, but once she comes to a conclusion it’s nearly impossible to change her mind after that. One thing notable about her “Gaia” half is her ability to set aside her own personal wants for the greater good of the people during Council meetings.

-History: Bianca was a single child, and being born into a wealthy home, she was raised will everything she could wish for. How about a new pet? No problem. And what about that new toy that just came out? That was no problem either. All she had to do was open her mouth and ask. But though she was spoiled, she was also raised by firm parents and since they wanted their daughter to be “well rounded” and “perfect”, they taught her many things and hired private tutors to occupy her throughout the day. It started off with simple classes like piano or ballet, but then year after year it became harder for her to keep up with the goals her parents had set. Bianca was eager to please her parents and although her parents were hard to satisfy, she did her best to earn even their smallest of praises. By the time she reached high school, Bianca is what some would call an over-achiever. Bianca, being the sociable person she was, ignored those who looked down at her and carried on as if she hadn’t a care in the world. It was her prideful and shameless attitude that kept her from being affected by those who teased her. Bianca had just completed university when the Council came for her. At first, she refused and wanted nothing to do with it. Bianca wanted to learn and travel, she still had dreams to fulfill and things she wanted to do. Why should she have to throw that all away? But her parents were very proud of her for being chosen and wouldn’t take no for an answer. They were persistent and talked to her repeatedly to convince her to at least consider it. She was torn; half of her felt like she was simply being used by them again, while the other wanted to grant her parents’ wish. Bianca was never one for change when it came to her personality and always being the eager one to please her parents, she finally accepted. She was taken and trained vigorously. It was hard but she was stubborn and fought her way to success. She has officially been Gaia the Guardian since she was 22.
-Gift: Along with the enhancements given to all Guardians –immortality, strength, regeneration, resilience, etc…- Gaia has the ability to control the elements. She can manipulate air, earth, fire, ice, lightning, magma, metal, plants, and water.
-Weakness: Gaia can’t create any elements since she can only use whatever she is provided with. Also, she has difficulty controlling metal, so she doesn’t use it often.

-Other: N/A
-Description: Bianca is tall, slim, and curvy, reaching 5’6” and 120 lbs. She has the so called “doll look” with long, wavy blonde hair, dark eyebrows, and soft, blue eyes. She also has light skin and naturally blush cheeks.

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· ɴᴀᴍᴇ · Calypso Nero
· ᴀʟɪᴀs · Sphinx
· ᴀɢᴇ · 27
· ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ · Female



· ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ · Jobless
· ᴍᴏʀᴀʟ ᴀʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ · Neutral Good || Lawful Good
· sᴛᴀᴛᴜs · Hero; Inactive (Reportedly Deceased)
· ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ﹖ · Unknown
· ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ(s) · Animal Shape-Shifting



· ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ sᴏɴɢs · Lorde - Yellow Flicker Beat || Lana Del Rey - Young & Beautiful
· ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ · real life Frankenstein's monster || suffers: Adjustment Disorder, Anxiety Disorder, PTSD, & Retrograde Amnesia || currently working to fill the gaps in her memory



· ʙɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ ·

{Refer to Sebastian} There isn't much to say after her death. Calypso's life was cut short at the pitiful age of just 21 and for reasons she herself is still trying to figure out, was brought back from the underworld 6 years later. Just in time for her own funeral's anniversary, to boot. According to the music band 'MIA' it's the bad girls who are supposed to be cutting through life like there's no tomorrow, but Calypso was far from such a reputation. What had she done to deserve this? Who knows but that's irrelevant now. After waking up in rather mysterious circumstances with almost no memory of herself or her life before the accident, Calypso is slowly trying to fit the pieces together and has only just recently uncovered the whereabouts of her family. Oh and one more thing; it seems her superpowers have been affected as well.



· ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ · "ᴮᵉᵃᵘᵗʸ ᶤˢ ᵈᵃᶰᵍᵉʳᵒᵘˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶤᶰᵗᵉˡˡᶤᵍᵉᶰᶜᵉ ᶤˢ ˡᵉᵗʰᵃˡˑ"

over-the-shoulder sable hair || silver blue eyes || marked with heavy scarring || toned build || 5'7"

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◤ʀᴇsᴏᴜʀᴄᴇs◢ One || Two || Three
◤ғᴀᴄᴇᴄʟᴀɪᴍ◢ Àstrid Bergès-Frisbey

∘ ғᴜʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ﹕ Cecily Vercingetorix
∘ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs﹕ Sivi
∘ ᴀɢᴇ﹕ 24
∘ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ﹕ Female

∘ ᴀʟɪᴀs﹕ Agony
∘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs﹕ Anti-Hero
∘ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs﹕ Fire Breathing & Ichor Modification. While capable of spewing flames out her mouth like some sort of a dragon from a child's storybook, she is also able to hold the blazing spheres in her hands without suffering any damage (basically, she's nonflammable) and toss them around as if they were nothing more than a rubber dodge ball. In addition to that, Cecily contains the ability to turn any liquid she touches into blood at will. Sounds pointless but considering she has a history of aiding certain people with faking their deaths, the power comes in handy.

● ғᴜʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ - Jacqueline Clea Wayne
● ᴀɢᴇ - 15
● ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ - Female
● sᴜᴘᴇʀᴘᴏᴡᴇʀs - Mimicry; Jacqueline can take on the corporeal form of her ‘targets’ with just a simple touch. This works with all people, however, she is limited to the species of animals she is able to replicate. Her ability is incredibly detailed and allows her to duplicate everything from hair color to scent. She can even copy whatever power her target possesses but she’d have to endure extreme physical strain if she chooses to actually use it. Ironically, no matter who or what she changes into, Jacqueline’s irises always stay that same, conspicuous gold color. Also, Jacqueline’s power is time-limited.

● ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ

Pleasingly agreeable when tranquil but dangerously aggressive when angered, clever in business but cunning on the streets, Jacqueline is just the right 50/50 combination of her parents. Like the 1st Day of Creation when the light clashed with darkness she’s divided straight down the middle into two frighteningly stark personalities. Though it is very much possible for Jacqueline to switch between her two ‘sides’ in as little as a few seconds, that is not often the case since there’s a fairly large grey area for her to pass through during the black-to-white transition.

Jacqueline isn’t bipolar, she simply acts according to how she feels is necessary to deal with certain situations. She’s sensitive and emotional but won’t tolerate anyone else who tries to treat her as anything more than a casual friend. Too scared and too reserved, not something inherited from her parents but rather something learned while growing up. Jacqueline hates pity and is the type who always holds her head up to make sure no one ever looks down at her yet at the same time, really couldn’t care less what anyone else thinks of her. She’s classy and dignified, but also too proud to let others helps during times of need. Her stubbornness doesn’t exactly help with this either.

Life may be a bit harder than kids without ‘super parents’, but Jacqueline isn’t the type to complain and in fact is surprisingly content with the way things are. She eventually accepts whatever happens, just living life day by day; she finds planning for the future just a waste of time which does nothing but build on unnecessary stress. Jacqueline gives off an almost carefree and easy-to-read impression but is actually one of the most mysterious and observant people you can ever run into. She’s a girl of few words yet simultaneously a girl of her word. Integrity and loyalty are both characteristics Jacqueline strongly values in people while lying and cowardice are characteristics she despises most. Befriend her and you have a partner for life; betray her and you’ve made an enemy forever.

● ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ

Daughter to the infamous Bruce Wayne and Talia Al Ghul, much has been expected from Jacqueline since the moment she was born. Unlike her younger brother Damian, Jacqueline was considered “imperfect” and was surrendered by her mother to Bruce soon after she was born. Originally, wanting to keep her away from danger and the media’s spotlight, Bruce wanted to relinquish Jacqueline to the state orphanage. Alfred managed to convince him otherwise and it was decided that Bruce would care for her with Alfred as her legal guardian incase anything happened.

For years Jacqueline was always daddy’s little girl. Although she pretty much had everything she wanted, Jacqueline wasn’t quite a spoiled brat. She used to be very bubbly and managed to fit in very well wherever she went, even making friends in the most unlikely of places. Then Richard joined; it goes without saying that the little tyke was ecstatic to have a big brother now. Jacqueline followed Richard wherever he went and always worked hard to earn his praise.

With that being said, Jason joined just a few years later and Jacqueline couldn’t have been happier. The three Wayne children started growing up, Richard and Jason going to become Nightwing and Robin while Jacqueline always remained in the dark. But she didn’t have a problem with that.

It was after Jacqueline starting maturing -starting when she was around 11- did she notice something was off. Richard was leaving the house more often and soon moved out, Jason and Bruce were always at each other’s throats, and Alfred was much too quiet for her liking. But whenever Jacqueline tried to address the issue, everyone simply brushed her off and dismissed the situation.

Then one day Bruce and Jason left on a trip to find Jason’s real mother. Long absences like these were not uncommon and Jacqueline waited patiently for the two to return. However, Jason never did come back and she later learned that the Joker had taken his life. She’d changed since then, blocking out the rest of the world and pushing away those who were once close to her. In addition, Jacqueline has found it very difficult to accept the newest member, Tim, into the family and still can’t seem to get along with him.

● ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ - Standing at 5’4”, Jacqueline was never taller than anyone in the family for long with Tim already quickly surpassing her in height. Jacqueline is well built and muscled but lean, giving her an uncanny ability to walk on silent feet. Even her father has never taught her to fight or anything else like that, Jacqueline is very active and athletic. Just as some her parents’ traits can be seen in Jacqueline’s personality, so to with her physical appearance. Like her mother, she has fair skin and a voluptuous figure. Liker her father, she has brown-blended hair and pointed facial features.
● ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ - Alfred Pennyworth [legal guardian], Bruce Wayne [biological father], Talia Al Ghul [biological mother], Richard Grayson [adopted brother], Jason Todd [adopted brother], Tim Drake [adopted brother], and Damian Wayne [biological brother].
● sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs – Can find multiple solutions for whatever problem she runs into, able to often charm her way out of tough situations.
● ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs - Lack of control over her emotions, her small size.
● ғᴇᴀʀs - The Joker, the unknown, the possibility of losing loved ones, and the possibility that she may one day end up succumbing to her demons…
● ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ - Unlike some of the others with ‘super parents’, Jacqueline is unaware of the secret lives her family bears. When Jason was still alive, she noticed him leaving the house frequently during the nights. When confronted, Jason explained that he couldn’t tell her why for her own safety. Jacqueline listened and has never once tried to pry anymore about the daily disappearances of Bruce or her brothers.