[Hider= Gray] Name: Gray Wesker Gender: ♂ Age: 16 Appearance: [img]http://i.imgur.com/PjpFjm5.png[/img] Personality: Gray is a reserved but heartfelt person. He is of little words, as he would rather let his actions speak for him. He isn't one to chase attention, and likes quiet time with a small group of friends over something large and fancy. While he hates being called simple it's easy to define him as such, since he hardly displays much about himself or his interests. He is the sort to do what he wants when he wants and go with the flow. He tends to act more mature than his age, burdening himself with other's problems and taking to habits that could be seen as "adult-like". History: Gray has spent a lot of his life living rather secluded in his rather large apartment. His uncle always just out of reach, working on his projects in the studio. Gray has spent a lot of time stepping in the way of those being picked on. He himself being the target of ridicule for his uncles eccentricities. Being a sort of problem child in his earlier days, he often got in trouble for the little strifes he would have with other kids. Eventually he took the turn into a defender, where his hero complex developed. He has few friends, and all of them are online. Finding it easier to talk to people on a more personal level with a screen between both parties. A simple guy with a rather simple life, if it were not for his Uncle's rather inappropriate way of raising a child, he would be a model student. Of course Gray has always tended to act older then he is, either to match his guardian's apparent immaturity or to fuel his own self-worth, he has taken to the bad habit of smoking. Hobbies/Talents: Darts, Botany, Cooking (although he's not great at it,) Chess and Working Out. Classpect: knight of Void Planet: Land of Towers and Hush Dreaming Planet: Derse Strife Specibus/Specibi: FistKind Fetch Modus: Dart Modus Guardian: "Uncle" Place of Residence: An apartment in Lapeer, Michigan Pesterchum Handle: targetedAudience Text Color: [color=834732]#834732 [/color] [/Hider] [Hider=Bell] Name: Bell Wolfe Gender: ♀ Age: 16 Appearance: [img]http://i.imgur.com/pHI4X0n.png[/img] Personality: Bell is a somewhat mischievous person, she enjoys turning things into games, as to keep her limited attention for longer. She is sort of an attention hog, and will do what she can in her limits to get as much as she can. Despite her best efforts to appear as otherwise, she is the planning sort, who get's quite personally offended if things don't go her way. She tends to put on a persona of someone who is slick and mysterious, despite being ready to talk your ear off about herself. She has few friends but loves them dearly. While she has a long fuse she has a sharp temper. History: Bell has lived her life living in her fathers footsteps. A world renowned private investigator making it in the big cities. Cities plural because he works in all of the big cities. All of them. Despite spending her entire life in a relaxing suburb she has always gone around doing busywork for her neighbors, pretending they where "cases" to be solved. While this has gained her quite a positive reputation among those she lives near, it's made her feel rather small when looking back on her list of "accomplishments". Because of this she has made many attempts at traveling to larger, busier cities. Her mothers apparent ability to be everywhere has often cut this off at the pass, despite Bell's knack to wriggle free from authority (no one holds Bell in detention. No one.) On her one successful trip to a larger city, Bell's sleuthing talents got her deeper in the thick of things then she was ready to handle. Coming a little too close to an armed thief, Bell nearly met an ill fate. Luckily, a certain masked detective happened to be in town, and took care of the ruffian in a flash. In a whirlwind of activity Bell found herself back at home, with a note of stern fatherly disappointment, as well as slight adulation. This has done nothing but inspire Bell further, as well as push her mother's cage tighter. Hobbies/Talents: Sleuthing, Games of all sorts, Writing, staying up way too late, talking with her friends, baseball in particular, strifing (when you're chasing down rogues, it's good to be on your guard) picking locks, parkour. Classpect: Thief of Breath Planet: Land of Chimes and Gust Dreaming Planet: Prospit Strife Specibus/Specibi: CuffKind, BatKind Fetch Modus: FileModus, WheeleModus Guardian: Mom or "The Landlady" Place of Residence: A Suburb home in Kent, Ohio Pesterchum Handle: triflingAnarchist Text color: [color=83E5D9]#83E5D9[/color][/Hider] [Hider=Aria] [b]Name[/b]: Aria Greenrun [b]Gender[/b]: ♀ [b]Age[/b]: 16 [b]Appearance[/b]: [img]http://i.imgur.com/MgI8B6S.png[/img] [b]Personality[/b]: Aria is a peppy and supportive person. She is quick to dimiss the shortcomings of others, to an almost dangerous degree. She holds herself at too high and will internally berate herself for small mistakes. She is friendly and outgoing, often nagging on people who are introverted, trying to get them to talk more. She is competitive in nature, but always a good sport, knowing when to back down if need be. While she doesn't really "hate" people, she does tend to hold grudges if you get her really mad. While she prefers to try and keep things jovial and light-hearted, she has a real sense of urgency,and dislikes it when people don't take things that are important to her seriously. [b]History[/b]: Living the way she has has changed Aria. She has stated she enjoys the sociability and the usually friendly atmosphere of the business she lives over, but really it has made her grown distant from how the world really works, and her own father. She has seen and heard many things growing up that she might have been better not. Of course she was never in danger, he farther would never allow something like that. That being said he was always too busyworking and attending to his friends to allow much time for Aria. And while she understood that he works for her to have a good life, she can't help but feel isolated. She has both a strong fondness for the bar and the drinks served there, as well as a fervant disdain. She wishes to be far from it and yet no other sort of place could feel like home. [b]Hobbies/Talents[/b]: Cards. God dose she love card games and tricks. Pool and Billiards, any pub games really. Karaoke (even if she can't sing very well), enjoys rugby and chess. Likes to fix old things, loves to socialize and be friendly. Can mix drinks far better the someone her age should be able to, an accomplished strifer (gotta stay tough when living over ruffians, says her father) [b]Classpect[/b]: Witch of Time [b]Planet[/b]: Land of Rain and Ticking [b]Dreaming Planet[/b]: Prospit [b]Strife Specibus/Specibi[/b]: StaffKind, BallKind, CardKind [b]Fetch Modus[/b]: Blackjack Modus. User has to draw a hand against a random modus abstraction. Whoever is closer to 21 without going over "wins" If the user wins they get to draw their item, if not it gets ejected violently. [b]Guardian[/b]: Dad [b]Place of Residence[/b]: An Apartment in Charlotte, North Carolina [b]Pesterchum Handle[/b]: [COLOR=#FF9F9F]grandCardshuffler[/COLOR] [b]Text Color[/b]: #FF9F9F. [/Hider]