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[b][color=tomato]💔 Name:[/color][/b] [color=hotpink]Pucca[/color]
[b][color=tomato]💔 Title:[/color][/b] [color=hotpink]Tempest Disaster[/color]
[b][color=tomato]💔Species:[/color][/b] [color=hotpink]Imp[/color] 

[b][color=tomato]💔 Abilities:[/color][/b] [color=hotpink]As an imp, Pucca’s powers naturally stem from her demonic blood. With them come an arsenal of trickery and other minute annoyances at her disposal.[/color]

[indent][color=hotpink][b]— Snap Back:[/b][/color] [i][color=tomato]With but a snap of her fingers, Pucca can do a lot of things. Play to the beat, entertain small brats, and annoy people. For whatever Pucca is looking at, a spark will suddenly appear in its spot with just a snap of her fingers. To compensate for this absurd range of hers, the sparks are generally not that powerful, hardly even fireworks worthy. Instead, they’re more efficient in draining the battery life of technology for some reason. And scaring the shit out of people when they’re not looking.[/color][/i]

[color=hotpink][b]— Flight:[/b][/color] [i][color=tomato]All imps have wings for a reason, and Pucca’s aren’t just for show. With them, she can fly to significant heights or just choose to hover when she’s feeling lazy. The highest she’s ever flown was about two stories non-stop. But it’s hardly a feat worth praising over when one remembers she was trying to run away from the cops. She had just finished painting their cars sherbet-pink.[/color][/i]

[color=hotpink][b]— Scissor Hand:[/b][/color] [i][color=tomato]Sometimes the most effective powers are the most dickish. And frankly, Pucca’s Scissor Hand ability has gotten her yelled at many a time. With this power Pucca can sharpen anything she touches with simple hand contact. The smaller the object is, the sharper it becomes whereas the inverse is true for greater sizes. While it might not sound like much, it’s proven to be the coup de grace of many memorable pranks.[/color][/i][/indent]

[b][color=tomato]💔 Skills:[/color][/b] [color=hotpink]In addition to a natural affinity for demonic energies and negativity, Pucca has an uncanny skill to shrug off blame or persecution. Though honestly, it can be viewed as less of an attribute and more just her unwillingness to take responsibility for her actions. If nothing else, it can be said stubbornness is her greatest skill. She can also give a good manicure too.[/color]

[b][color=tomato]💔 Inventory:[/color][/b] [color=hotpink]Imps aren’t known for the trinkets and tools they carry around. But a proper prankster always has the trick of a thousand sleeves rolled into one. And for Pucca, that sacred blessing comes in the form of some pretty potent nail polish she carries around everywhere. Able to summon it at will at any time, it’s notable for being a demonic brand and bringing with it a pungent, albeit initial, scent. It's probably made from rattlesnake poison. She's also been known to carry around spare change and other coins. Mostly pennies. Just cause.[/color]

[center][hider=💔 Coffee Run:][center][color=hotpink]“There’s no point trying to hide it~”[/color] A pained whine rung from somewhere down the hall, preaching music to her ears. It could have been anyone, sure, but the mistress of calamity knew all the markings of a prank done well. [color=hotpink]“No point in trying evade it.”[/color] Another yowl sang to the air, this one almost making her heart beat in flutter. Oooh, that sounded like it hurt!

[color=hotpink]“I know I got a problem~”[/color] As she skipped down the halls, she had the luxury of passing by the office she was looking for. In big, bold letters the room was marked as, [b]Head of Security[/b]. [color=hotpink]“Problem with misbehaving ♫~”[/color] And there it was, right on cue. Just as she skipped past the room, a yelp of pain screeched in her general direction.

This one was a bit lower in pitch, more mature in depth, but a pained squeal was a squeal all the same. [color=hotpink]“If you fall for me, I’m not easy to please ♪~”[/color] Sneaking into the office building was one thing. Turning every single pen into guaranteed scars for your hand was even easier. [color=hotpink]“I might tear you apart, told you from the start, baby from the start~” [/color]

Yet all the yelps and cries? That initial spark of vocal variety that let everyone around you know you had just touched a thumb tack? Priceless. [color=hotpink]“I’m only gonna break, break ya, break, break ya heart. I’m only gonna break, break ya, break, break ya heart ♬~”[/color] It was a small dosage of chaos, something to jumpstart her day.

But hey, if they were just gonna let anyone waltz into their office then Pucca was gonna take the time to mess with them. Not like they were doing any fine work anyway. Devlish smirk curled on her lips, she began touching the doorknobs to random entry ways next, turning each as sharp as needles for anyone wanting to get through.

Oh, she’d be remembering the pitch of everyone’s voices, their annoyance a drug to her craving to disaster. Especially the Head of Security. Pucca made a mental note to swing by the lady’s room a second time once she was done swooping this floor. And hey, if she was ever caught, she could always pin the blame on that blonde intern.

[color=hotpink]“I’m only gonna break, break ya, break, break ya heart. I’m only gonna break, break ya, break, break ya heart~”[/color]
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[hider=Eris][center][h1]Eris Reinhardt[/h1][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[sub][b]Name[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Eris Reinhardt[/indent]
[sub][b]Age[/b][/sub][hr][indent]16[/indent]
[sub][b]Class Year[/b][/sub][hr][indent]4ᵀᴴ[/indent]
[sub][b]Nationality[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Imperial Sovereignty of Xargon[/indent]
[sub][b]Appearance[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Hailing from the Imperial Sovereignty of Xargon, Eris’ tastes in fashion and fine details reflect her choice in attire. Often sporting elaborate dresses, she makes sure to pick colors and patterns that are easy to the eye when clashed with her physical appearance. Bright, blonde hair and velvet eyes contrast with her near-pale complexion. Overall, she is at most, the common image of delicacy that comes to mind when thinking of Xargon.[/indent]
[sub][b]Background[/b][/sub][hr][indent]The name “Reinhardt” invokes power and divination when spoken. So too is the aura given off by the clan of long-lined military officials the Reinhardt family has produced. Having been born into a family nexus that revolved around conflict, Eris was exposed to such themes of battle and war from an early age. As with any Reinhardt, she soon developed a taste for conflict that was most unsated, one that was greatly encouraged by her mother, father, and sisters around her.

It was this same encouragement that spurned her to increase her knowledge and education. So too then was she pushed towards entering the Academy to fulfill these basic jurisdictions. After all, no Reinhardt was without a proper educational background; neither would be the youngest of the family. Driven by a desire to excel in all that she puts her mind to, Eris aims only for the best she can achieve.
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[sub][b]Affinities & Talents[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Horseback Riding
Firearms
Fine Arts
Literature
Sewing[/indent]
[sub][b]Additional Information[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Nothing to add at the moment.[/indent][/hider]

[hider=Ciel][center][h1]Ciel Medeley[/h1][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[sub][b]Name[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Ciel Medeley[/indent]
[sub][b]Age[/b][/sub][hr][indent]16[/indent]
[sub][b]Class Year[/b][/sub][hr][indent]4ᵀᴴ[/indent]
[sub][b]Nationality[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Albion[/indent]
[sub][b]Appearance[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Hailing from Albion, Ciel’s tastes in fashion and fine details reflect her choice in attire. Often sporting grayish dresses, she makes sure to pick patterns that are easy to the eye when clashed with her physical appearance. Slated, dulled hair and blue eyes contrast with her near-pale complexion. Overall, she is at most, the common image of delicacy that comes to mind when thinking of Albion.[/indent]
[sub][b]Background[/b][/sub][hr][indent]The name “Medeley” invokes knowledge and divination when spoken. So too is the aura given off by the clan of long-lined scholarly officials the Medeley family has produced. Having been born into a family nexus that revolved around history and research, Ciel was exposed to such tastes of literature and arts from an early age. As with any Medeley, she soon developed a taste for greater knowledge that was most unsated, one that was greatly encouraged by family.

It was this same encouragement that spurned her to increase her foresight and education. So too then was she pushed towards entering the Academy to fulfill these basic jurisdictions. After all, no Medeley was without a proper educational background; neither would be the youngest of the family. Driven by a desire to excel in all that she puts her mind to, Ciel aims only for the best she can achieve.
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[sub][b]Affinities & Talents[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Horseback Riding
Firearms
Fine Arts
Literature
Sewing[/indent]
[sub][b]Additional Information[/b][/sub][hr][indent]Nothing to add at the moment.[/indent][/hider]

[center][b]RPs Featured In:[/b] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/173445-for-greater-evil/ic]For Greater Evil[/url], [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/169654-discipline-hide-in-the-fairytale/ic]Discipline: Hide in the Fairytale[/url][/center]