[@princess][@FunnyGuy] Well...whew...here goes something! >_< [hider=A Reincarnation Arrives] [center][h1][b][color=FF6347]Charlotte Amber Wardwell[/color][/b][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Iprh4xv.jpg[/img][/center] [hr] 》B a s i c s [color=FF6347]Full name:[/color] Charlotte Amber Wardwell [color=FF6347]Age:[/color] 19 [color=FF6347]Date of Birth:[/color] March 15th [color=FF6347]Gender:[/color] Female [color=FF6347]Where are you from?:[/color] Ember Grove 》A p p e a r a n c e [color=FF6347]Height:[/color] 5’8” [color=FF6347]Weight:[/color]134 [color=FF6347]Hair Color:[/color] Black [color=FF6347]Hair Length:[/color] Lower Back [color=FF6347]Skin Color:[/color] Pale Caucasian [color=FF6347]Eye Color:[/color] Very Dark Brown/Black [color=FF6347]Tattoos, Piercings, etc skin markings:[/color] A tramp stamp in the design of spread dragon wings, one which she once got against her parents’ wishes during an outing with a friend back home. [center]*Appearance Link* [url=https://i.imgur.com/Iprh4xv.jpg]https://i.imgur.com/Iprh4xv.jpg[/url][/center] [hr] 》R e l a t i o n s h i p s [color=FF6347]Sexuality:[/color] Bisexual [color=FF6347]Relationship Status:[/color] Single [color=FF6347]Any predetermined friends?:[/color] Has none locally (yet), had a small friend group from high school before (won’t be showing up in-person in the RP). [color=FF6347]Siblings' Status:[/color] Alive (Has 4 other siblings) [color=FF6347]Parents' Status:[/color] Alive [color=FF6347]Pets:[/color] None [color=FF6347]How open is your character to friends from 1 to 10?:[/color] 9 [color=FF6347]How open is your character to romance from 1 to 10?:[/color] 10 》I n t e r e s t s [color=FF6347]Likes:[/color] ✡Video Game/Anime Music ✡Classic Rock ✡The Beach ✡Cake ✡Nighttime ✡Mythology [color=FF6347]Dislikes:[/color] ✡’Controlling Assholes’ (in her own words) ✡Smoking ✡Seagulls ✡Politics [color=FF6347]Hobbies:[/color] ✡Cooking ✡Magic ✡Swimming [color=FF6347]Skills:[/color] ✡Photoshop ✡Her cooking skills are actually rather good for her age ✡Quick on the fly and on her feet ✡Determined [hr] 》P e r s o n a l i t y Charlotte as a person is the kind to come across as a relaxed person when in casual, donning comfortable clothing constantly in her personal life and an attitude of wearing what she wants when she wants to without care. Even with her impetuous ferocity in treading her own path, since her emergence from high school she’s become a bit more tired and exhausted by life and goings-on and has become more ‘chill’ than she was in high school. She can talk to someone new without skipping a beat, but likewise expect her to state her mind without a second thought if she wants to say something. However, when she does become attached to someone her softer side tends to show more around them as time goes on...and in truth she isn't a 'bad person' at heart. She can, however, be passionate about her interests in magic and travel and cooking. Despite being financially trapped from dreams of seeing other places and returning to her comfortable new apartment, however, she at least has the maturity to understand she’ll have to work her way to that point over time. She won’t claim she is a master of either of her passions as well, though at times her cooking can be odd with the occasional ‘ancient recipe’ that one of her past lives pushes for her to make in her less-supernatural hobby. Though regarding her situations as a reincarnation, and the presence of all her past lives within her own head, she has what could be best summed up as ‘a lot of mixed feelings’ about it all. On one hand they terrified her when she began to hear them at 13, trying to guide and direct her or commenting on things or even bickering with each other and sounding like they were standing right next to or behind her the entire time. Even her own mother’s attempt to explain things to her only went so far, and it came down to her and them having to work things out internally. A few of the voices are most prominent, however, and stand out among her past lives as the ‘strongest’ and likely to be able to hush the lesser others or hold sway on them....and these are ones she generally has the best relations with among those past lives all fluttering about in her head all the time. 》H i s t o r y [hider=The Beginning] The history of the Wardwell’s is a thing that few people know. To the mundane public they are but another family whose old ancestor immigrated to the USA, setting up a life there. Then they moved about a bit, before their second youngest child moved to Ember Grove far from home after graduation and a long beach vacation with some friends. Yet in truth, their bloodline is a magical one steeped far back in history and shrouded by mystery even from many of their own. Their ancestors on a far larger scale have ranged from ancient Mesopotamia all the way to the modern day USA and in-between. It all began with a girl born into a well-off family in Sumeria with oddly pale skin, deathly white hair, magical potential, and heterochromatic eyes (one blue and one gold respectively). She was seen as a fragile thing, and equal parts “blessed by the gods” as well as an inauspicious sign by some others. She would ultimately be trained to be a priestess of Inanna, as well as seeking to hone her gift and build it for the sake of the people. And yet when a new king took the city she lived in, she and many were cast out of their positions and sent out into the plains to die. Living among the afflicted she became an outcast, even, and as her former fellow priestesses withered away and cursed the gods she continued to walk onwards. Even until her feet bled upon the river banks and upon the plains she continued to walk, and all the while decided to push her craft onwards. In her journey she saw suffering. She saw war. She saw pain of an incomprehensible kind. She saw the pride of those who lauded themselves on high. She saw the humility of those who had lost all and barely clung to a sense of self-preservation. Yet in all of this as she came to terms with her own loss of purpose and life...she saw something, something she deemed to be ‘more beautiful than anything else’. It became a purpose as she moved onwards, even beyond her lands of birth and away. To see it all, to see the joy and the sorrow, the pain and the pleasure, she wanted to witness this world forever. She used her gifts to extend her life, as well as to heal and to hurt, and ultimately to continue her journeyings. She continued to push onward from place to place even beyond the span of a normal human’s lifetime for so long as she moved and saw and learned about the world. In a sense one could call her motive ‘pure’ at it’s very core, the desire to see it all that had become her new purpose in life. She swore to witness the struggles of mankind until its bitter end, even if she had to continue to travel until she could move no more. Along the way she made acquaintances, at times a friend who might travel with her for a time, and at other times enemies that sought to spill her blood upon the ground until it ran no more. It was a long life, and yet one that she sought to treasure every second of despite everything. Perhaps it was madness that drove her along, perhaps it was hope, though in the end she would work to make her dream a reality as she came upon an idea of how to do so. To see through her own two eyes was a view that, in time, would only grow duller as she extended her own lifespan through the use of magic. To see through the same eyes over and over was one thing, however, and perceiving the world through the eyes of those from each age was another. It became her grand plan, gathering friends and research and bearing her own children until she forged a ritual that would make her dream come true. At the sacrifice of her own life, ‘immortality’ as she wanted would be achieved through reincarnation. To each generation after her would come her knowledge and memories and self to guide them from the background, and yet through their eyes she would see the world as it changed and be able to learn more of it anew. That would be a most exciting adventure, wouldn't it? [/hider] [hider=Charlotte Herself] Charlotte was born the only magically-able child of 5 to a witch mother and an ex-military (and in the know) human father. Despite being the second youngest among her siblings, Charlotte proved to be the one in her generation (as with apparently every generation of her family for longer than she knew) to inherit the magical capabilities. Her mother taught her the magical arts of a witch, drilling her as best as she could whilst letting her daughter live a life as cover for her magical nature. Of course there were incidents here and there, but also scattered ‘family friends’ (read: related same-coven member families) who helped cover those ‘little mistakes’ up and smooth things over. Of course her family had to move a few times due to these incidents, which made her somewhat sad, though in the end she was still pushed to be the best witch and person she could become. At the age of 13, however, she began to hear ‘voices’ in her head. They were faint at first, but became clearer and clearer as she got older. It frightened her somewhat, though her mother simply calmed her and sought to explain. Even so, it was hard to handle a life where one of your own past lives could just pipe in at any moment and sound like they were standing right there next to you while you were in class or otherwise. Yet she still managed to acquire friends of some sort in her last three years of high school, ones which she considered herself ‘blessed’ to have all in the same place and school. She also managed to get generally good grades, learn some more about the voices in her head somewhat, and even made plans for doing online college after graduation. Of course her plans to simply move far away after graduation became a contention point with her parents, which led to some ‘teenage rebellion’ more so as she neared graduation, though in the end she promised to at least call home and keep contact if nothing else. At the age of 18 she left her senior year in high school, before going on a month-long beach vacation (courtesy of a donation from a friend’s wealthy relatives) with friends...all as she made plans to move into an apartment in a little cozy old town called “Ember Grove”. After that it would take a little time for plans to move, and a bit of ‘family friend help’ to expedite the process, to get her moved there in final by the time she turned 19. Admittedly it was a tiring process that took a lot out of her, but as of late she has begun to finally stretch out her new independence! With her first semester of online college beginning next spring as well, she has hopes to live her life as she wants to and keep up the family practice! However...an incident soon to happen will force her into the world of Ember Grove’s own supernatural. Whether this is for the best or the worst, only time will tell. [/hider] [hr] 》C o v e n None (Never formally entered one. Her mother otherwise part of a highly diffused coven called ‘The Winding Paths Coven’, which is loosely scattered across all over North America and generally is helpful to its own to make their lives easier.) 》S k i l l L e v e l Intermediate (just entered this level, has learned a few on this level [primarily Telekinesis and Soul Sliver]) (Due to her past lives’ presence within her, she has the ability to rather temporarily exert other ‘intermediate’ and even ‘advanced’ stuff and the like that her past lives knew/learned. This can be done by them ‘loaning’ her knowledge/experience temporarily. This ‘loan’ process does drain Charlotte of stamina and strength in the aftermath, however, which is a penalty...the more potent the ‘loan’ making the draining side effects that much more potent in return.) 》S p e l l S p e c i a l i z a t i o n -Telekinesis -Soul Sliver (A unique spell originating from the reincarnation research of the Wardwell’s founder/ancestor, and practiced by their bloodline, it allows the caster to insert slivers of their soul into target things/objects and turns them into a ‘golem’. While the spell is active, the caster is able to see from the perspective of and communicate through their golems. From a living tree or plant, to statues and park benches, to drones or cars, to even the skeleton hanging up in a high school classroom, this spell is highly versatile and able to transform the world around the caster into a potential tool or weapon. If cast on something like a pool of water or patch of earth, the resulting ‘golem’ takes a vague humanoid shape. This sort of golem also might need to reform again if hit hard enough, due to parts of its body breaking, though provided enough of the ‘material’ it was made of is around it can continue to reform when damaged. Once a golem is fully destroyed or the spell is canceled, the sliver of soul automatically returns to the caster. At the Basic level, a witch/warlock can only make one ‘golem’ at a given time. At Intermediate and Advanced levels, however, this spell can create more and more golems at the same time. It is also acceptable to use this spell on a dead animal body or dead plantlife, though in regards to the former this is seen as distinctly creepy in this particular usage. [b]However[/b], the specific use of this spell on a slain vampire, dead werewolf, or dead human/witch/hunter is a blatantly possible but forbidden magic and has the associated social and personal ramifications of forbidden magic in this case. [Does not work on still living sentient things though.]) [/hider]