[hider=Jaxon Lopez][center] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180328/9b2ad2494a3cfa089a9e0b3dcca7a409.png[/img][hr][hr][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/427858788398137347/428250108128133133/2ff30a58be58c3fed433ff27c889426e.jpg?width=477&height=617[/img][/center][hr][hr][center] [color=red]Nicknames/Aliases:[/color] Jax [color=red]Age: [/color] 17 [color=red]Gender:[/color] Male [color=red]Primary:[/color] Pyromancy [color=red]Secondaries of Interest/Secondaries:[/color] Illumination and Tracking [color=red]Description:[/color] Standing at a tall 6'2, Jaxon is lean and built like an athlete. His full head of brown hair is constantly in his face, sometimes masking his dark green eyes from sight. Jax is usually dressed in faded out blue jeans and old band tees with a pair of converse to wrap everything up. [color=red]Personality:[/color] Staying true to his primary gift, Jaxon can definitely be a hot-head at times. He has absolutely no respect for authority or the law, and is quick to be the first to throw a punch. Yet, the fierce love and protection he feels for his baby sister has helped to calm his wild ways, if only by just a minuscule amount. He can be funny and charming, witty and sarcastic, flirty and carefree- only around his peers. When nervous, uncomfortable, or in unfamiliar territory, Jaxon has the tendency to run his hands over the back of his head. This nervous tick usually accompanies a quick change of subject and an awkward chuckle to escape his throat. [color=red]Crush:[/color] Nate [color=red]Skills:[/color] *Is able to manifest large fireballs for a great period of time *Can create a great burst of light that lasts up to a minute [color=red]Weaknesses:[/color] *While he has taught himself control over his fire, it still goes wild whenever he's under a great deal of stress or rage. *Is not the greatest tracker- can only follow an object up to 50 feet. [color=red]Brief History:[/color] Born and raised in Pachuca, Mexico, Jaxon lived a relatively quiet life with his parents and little sister. His parents both worked in the mine and kept the fact that they were mages heavily under wraps. The children were taught to keep their budding abilities a secret from the outside world. Everything was calm and relaxed until Margie began to get picked on in school. It was at that time that Jaxon's parents fully witnessed the greatness of their son's ability, the magnitude of his flames. Thankfully, nobody was around to witness the display of power. Jaxon's father, a powerful pyromancer, taught his son how to keep control over his gift. His mother, an aeromancer, taught her daughter how to extinguish her brother's fire when needed. The family would live several more years in peace, everything hidden nicely under wraps. Until it all came undone. Pachuca, ever known for it's large festival, drew tourists to the area several times a year. With tourists came danger. A group of teenage boys began to harass Margie during of the festivities, effectively bringing her to an abandoned house. When Jaxon received word of what was happening, he erupted. Everyone was able to flee the house before any damage was caused, but effectively left the building to burn to the ground. Local police continued to point fingers at Jaxon but there was never any physical evidence to tie him to the arson. Yet, people around time began to speak of the evil surrounding the boy. He was tossed into jail on suspicion of several other arsons around the city. After being released, his parents told the children of a school were they could no longer live in secret. A school that would keep them both safe from the outside world. And so, they ended up at Marchand. [color=red]Other:[/color] Due to his high metabolism from being a pyro, Jax constantly has food in his pockets or is always scrounging for leftovers. He is never really fully sated and is always looking for his next meal.[/center][/hider] [hider=Margie Lopez][center] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180328/8f2778524b3faf9ff1a4831abcc4e93f.png[/img][hr][hr][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/427858788398137347/428316602858078209/graphicstock-attractive-happy-young-woman-surfer-in-swimwear-standing-and-holding-surfboard_Sdac4FzH.jpg?width=924&height=617[/img][/center][hr][hr][center] [color=cornflowerblue]Nicknames/Aliases:[/color] Mags [color=cornflowerblue]Age:[/color] 16 [color=cornflowerblue]Gender:[/color] Female [color=cornflowerblue]Primary:[/color] Aeromancy [color=cornflowerblue]Secondaries of Interest/Secondaries:[/color] Levitation and Healing [color=cornflowerblue]Description:[/color] Margie stands at a petite 5'4 and has a lean, firm build from spending many hours on a surfboard. Her brown hair is usually swept back behind her ears or braided into pigtails, whichever is easier at the given moment. Unlike her brother, her eyes are a light green and are set into olive-toned skin thanks to her Mexican heritage. She can usually be seen in shorts and a simple tee, or the occasional sundress if the mood strikes her. [color=cornflowerblue]Personality:[/color] Once a simple, docile little book mouse, Margie has decided to put on a new face at her new school. She is more confident and relaxed than ever before. Yet, if anyone were to look closely enough, they'd be able to tell that her entire body was shaking with anxiety at her very core. Where once all she ever wanted to do was to either be on her board or stuck in a book, Margie is now determined to be more outgoing and flirty. Only those she truly cares about gets to see her true self. [color=cornflowerblue]Crush:[/color] Larke Sterling, Percival Pelacour [color=cornflowerblue]Skills:[/color] *Is able to create a small, strong gust of wind that can develop into a many tornado. *Able to hover mere inches off the ground [color=cornflowerblue]Weaknesses:[/color] *Margie is not the best with keeping her focus and is boy crazy. Able to easily get distracted when one comes up and talks to her. *Only able to heal small scrapes and bruises [color=cornflowerblue]Brief History:[/color] Born and raised in Pachuca, Mexico, Margie lived a relatively quiet life with her parents and big brother. Her parents both worked in the mine and kept the fact that they were mages heavily under wraps. The children were taught to keep their budding abilities a secret from the outside world. Everything was calm and relaxed until Margie began to get picked on in school. It was at that time that Jaxon's parents fully witnessed the greatness of their son's ability, the magnitude of his flames. Thankfully, nobody was around to witness the display of power. Jaxon's father, a powerful pyromancer, taught his son how to keep control over his gift. His mother, an aeromancer, taught her daughter how to extinguish her brother's fire when needed. The family would live several more years in peace, everything hidden nicely under wraps. Until it all came undone. Pachuca, ever known for it's large festival, drew tourists to the area several times a year. With tourists came danger. A group of teenage boys began to harass Margie during of the festivities, effectively bringing her to an abandoned house. When Jaxon received word of what was happening, he erupted. Everyone was able to flee the house before any damage was caused, but effectively left the building to burn to the ground. Local police continued to point fingers at Jaxon but there was never any physical evidence to tie him to the arson. Yet, people around time began to speak of the evil surrounding the boy. He was tossed into jail on suspicion of several other arsons around the city. After being released, his parents told the children of a school were they could no longer live in secret. A school that would keep them both safe from the outside world. And so, they ended up at Marchand. [color=cornflowerblue]Other:[/color] Loves to surf and is an absolute bookworm.[/center][/hider] [hider=Professor Grayson Davis] [center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180328/6376572cdb7d7e20f6265879d85ce22e.png[/img][hr][hr][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/427858788398137347/428254222509670400/man-1485335_960_720.jpg?width=926&height=617[/img][/center][hr][hr][center] [h2][color=slateblue]Professor of Necromancy and Blood Magic[/color][/h2] [color=slateblue]Nicknames/Aliases:[/color] G, Gray [color=slateblue]Age:[/color] 32 [color=slateblue]Gender:[/color] Male [color=slateblue]Primary:[/color] Necromancy [color=slateblue]Secondaries:[/color] Blood Magic and Familiar Conjuring [color=slateblue]Description:[/color] Grayson has a very intimidating look to all who do not know him. Standing at 6'4 and weighing in at 210 pounds, the man is all muscle. His face is riddled with stubble and a dark goatee, which is the only part of his facial hair that he usually maintains. Brown hair is always slicked back from his face. Being more casual than most of the other professors, he is usually seen in a pair of jeans or slacks with a simple tee shirt or sweater. [color=slateblue]Personality:[/color] The man is an oddball. Being a Necromancer, Grayson is usually always seen muttering along to himself or random objects all around him. He is always highly fascinated in all things surrounding death and tends to spew off random knowledge to any who pass him. While at times he seems to be fully in the moment with those around him, he does have his moments where he zones out and appears to be in a completely different world. [color=slateblue]Relationship:[/color] None [color=slateblue]Skills:[/color] *Highly skilled necromancer. Is able to create a small army of undead without even blinking. *Greatly advanced in blood magic and conjuring familiars. [color=slateblue]Weaknesses:[/color] *Speaks to nothing in particular, which makes him seem crazy to others. *Prefers to live in isolation, keeping away from others. [color=slateblue]Brief History:[/color] Not much is known about Professor Davis' background. One day he just popped up at the school, announcing that he'd like to become a professor. Once he was able to successfully acquire the position, he kept to himself from there on out, hiding out in his office or quarters. [color=slateblue]Other:[/color] Has a collection of various organs in his office, all tucked away nicely in jars.[/center][/hider]