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Kitty is an outspoken woman with somewhat of a cynical outlook on life. She has struggled with body image and her weight for as long as she could remember- even before she came out to the point that she has always been underweight for her height category due to strict diet. It only became worse upon her transitioning as the change in her hormones caused her a slight panic when she began to gain weight that she had trouble gaining before. Often, she prefers trendy or vintage clothing, but comfort is more important than anything else.
Her outward demeanor may come across as standoffish and distant, but she is an empathetic person, and will never hesitate to listen to someone else. The fear of her own emotions causes her to be slightly aloof.
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Strengths ➽➽➽ Second Sight ; When touching (or someone touching her) via skin to skin contact, she may be able see, feel, and potentially another person's intentions, feelings, and desires. These are brief flashes, and the longer she holds onto someone, the stronger this channel becomes. ➽➽➽ Precognition ; Often in the form of dreams, but this ability does come in her waking moments as well. She can see small glimpses of future events. They are never clear visions- just snippets as if someone were cutting up photos or movies and splicing them together. ➽➽➽ Probability Alteration ; What she perceives as 'bad luck'. This is highly dependent on her emotional state. She is able to alter the probability that something will happen- such as something breaking or disappearing around her. If she had further control of her power, she would be able to do more than just this, but after losing her memory, she is unaware that this is one of her powers.
Weaknesses ➽➽➽ She has really terrible eyesight, and has to wear a very strong prescription of glasses or contact lenses due to her foresight. ➽➽➽ Dyscalculia ; she really struggles with any type of math or arithmetic. Even simple addition and subtraction is difficult. ➽➽➽ Her own emotional state is her biggest weakness. Despite attempting to remain aloof and deadpan outwardly, she does struggle with her own emotions at times. This has proven to be quite dangerous.
t r í v í α ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ She's ambidextrous, but prefers her left hand ➽➽➽ Her build is slightly underweight for her height even though she's constantly eating. Kitty is terrified of gaining too much weight as she rather likes her slim build. ➽➽➽ From her left hip, all the way down to her ankle, she has a floral leg sleeve tattoo. ➽➽➽ Other body modifications include: a small septum piercing and a Monroe on the left side. A navel piercing. She also has an underboob tattoo to cover up an ugly birthmark. ➽➽➽ Unbeknownst to her, she has a fraternal twin ➽➽➽ She has terrible dyscalculia ➽➽➽ Kitty is convinced that every dream has some meaning even if they're strange dreams. ➽➽➽ Directions are hard for her since she has absolutely no sense of them. ➽➽➽ Sleep Dread plagues her(hypnophobia) ; she often chooses to stay awake as long as possible due to fear of having precognitive dreams.
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Before saving the world
Kitty was one of two children born into a broken marriage. The twins were separated at birth- one to live with their father and the other their mother as per an agreement. They were destined to never meet. She always felt half-empty as though there were a piece of her missing, but she could never truly understand why that was. Over time, it lessened, and when her Celestial formed a bond with her, that feeling had nearly disappeared entirely. It was about the time that she had come out to her mother and step-father- who showed an outpouring of love and support for her decision. Both her transition and her bond with the spirit made her feel like a ghost in all the groups that she had joined; she didn't like that she could suddenly feel everyone's emotions all the time- so much so that her own became drowned in the process.
The first incident with her powers manifesting occurred not too long after she switched schools. A group of her friends had asked her to come with them to a local cafe, and it was there that her closest friend broke the news to her that her girlfriend at the time had only asked her out as a joke. Understandably embarrassed, the tearful girl noticed that the more distress and unhappy that she felt, the more the lights flickered to the point where bulbs were bursting over their heads. It took a lot to calm her down, and when she finally stopped crying, many of the patrons cowered in fear.
Little Solace had become like a home to her, but now it just felt as though people only liked having those who'd forged bonds with the Celestials when the shadow creatures came into town. Kitty decided that she would do her best to harness her powers so that she was no longer controlled by unruly emotions; she wanted to control her powers- not the other way around. And when the dark mage decided to unleash his power, she did hesitate, but she was one of the ones who fought to keep people safe- knowing that she was sacrificing her life force to do so. Especially if it meant protecting the people that she loved.
After Saving the World
Kitty was one of the first ones to awaken from her coma. To her, everything was extremely overwhelming, and gaining control over her powers that were even stronger than before scared her. She hadn't even been aware that people could use these powers until she touched someone and was able to read every thought they had. They offered her a job working the radio tower in town, and she found that she was surprisingly good at it.
The instructions for the radio tower were very clear: the broadcast is to stop for no reason at all, and if she had to step away or sleep, she should make a playlist of songs and pre-record things like the weather or any calls- if any- that came in.
➽APPEARANCE: ➼HAIR COLOR │ Golden Blonde ➼EYE COLOR │ Turquoise Blue ➼HEIGHT │ 5’2” ➼WEIGHT │ 115 lbs. ➼Aldric’s hair is medium length, coming down to about his chin. It is very fluffy, seemingly messy at times, no matter how much care he puts into it. ➼He is pale-skinned, despite all the time he spends outdoors on some days. He tends to get sunburned in the Spring and Summer. ➼He has a very small build, both in height and muscle mass. He has some scarring along his body, presumably from the battle with the Dark Mage. ➼He wears a silver dog-tag necklace at all times, as well as a pair of over-the-ear headphones (these hang around his neck when he’s not using them). He prefers long-sleeves as well as hoodies and scarves–unless it’s the dead of summer, of course.
➽ABILITIES: ➼Aerokinesis – the psychic ability to manipulate air molecules and wind currents, granted by his Celestial. Aldric can command the air around him with his mind. This ranges from whipping up the wind, making himself or others float above the ground, and even cutting off someone’s ability to breathe. ➼Enhanced Reflexes – also known as cat-like reflexes, granted by his Celestial. The user has heightened senses that drastically increases their reaction time. Aldric can use this ability to dodge attacks, or more simply: to catch a fallen cup before it hits the floor and shatters. ➼Thanks to his love for music, Aldric took violin lessons and now plays in his spare time–sometimes even at the coffee shop he works at. Although he’ll say he’s still got a lot to learn, he’s proven to be very skilled with it.
➽WEAKNESSES: ➼Aldric suffers from Phonophobia: a fear of loud noises–specifically bangs or crashes. While a loud scream or a car noise will definitely startle him & put him on edge, a crash or a clap of thunder will instantly send him into a panic attack until he can get himself away from the source of the noise. For this reason, he keeps a set of noise-cancelling headphones on him at all times; whether to drown out the sound with calming music, or to just muffle everything altogether. ➼He has always had a low sense of self-worth. Due to this and being bullied as a child, he can be easily affected by someone’s words. He tends to keep to himself as a result, and won’t open up to someone until he can truly believe he can trust them. ➼Aldric lacks physical strength, though he makes up for it in stamina. In a battle of muscles, he would surely fail. He has never been a fan of strenuous work, preferring the lifestyle of “brains over brawn.”
➼Aldric is a very soft-spoken boy, and not the type to reach out and try to make friends, so he can be quite nervous in new interactions. This does not mean that he is unapproachable–the boy probably couldn’t hurt a fly. He is very friendly and compassionate even towards complete strangers. It isn’t until he meets someone that he can trust that he will come out of his shell and open up. When he’s comfortable, he likes to joke and play around, and share his hobbies with his friends. However, he’s pretty keen at sensing someone’s feelings. If they seem uninterested, or approach with a threatening aura of any kind, Aldric will back down immediately. He avoids conflict at all costs. The only exception seems to be when someone is in dire need of help, especially someone he holds close.
「 Before the Battle 」 Aldric is an orphan; he does not remember most his childhood and who his parents are, or if they are even alive. He’s never asked; either one of those answers scare him. All he knows is that he was adopted by two wonderful fathers who have cared for him as their own. Even so, he couldn’t help but be a rather reclusive child growing up. He had a rough time in school due to these reasons which made him become a target for bullying. He was picked on for his appearance, for his hobbies, and for being adopted by gay parents. Of course, this forced Aldric to isolate himself even more than he already did. He didn’t want to be bothered, and he didn’t want to risk getting close to someone out of fear that they would turn on him. And telling someone about it was too scary for his young mind to consider. The eventful day soon came where Aldric was pushed too far. His bullies began to get physically violent with him, and it was at this point that his previously dormant Celestial powers broke through. A wild wind spun around his abusers, knocking them away. Aldric’s emotions took hold of him so much that he couldn’t control these newfound powers, and he almost ended up sucking the air right out of one of the bully’s lungs. Luckily he came to his senses before any real damage was done, but it was more than enough to teach those boys a lesson. It took a lot of coercing from his parents, but Aldric soon came to terms with his powers. They were a part of him just like everything else. He was afraid of losing control like he did before, and wanted to prevent it from happening again. So, his parents worked to train him in mind and body. He was quite frail, so muscle building was difficult. But, he was able to work on his stamina and endurance, and learned how to move swiftly, and to flow alongside his gift of wind. These skills would be what helped him survive and fight back against the Dark Mage, ultimately saving the world.
「After the Battle 」 Aldric is still coming to terms with everything. It’s hard for him to believe that he was in a coma for several months, that the world was on the brink of destruction, and that he was one of the ones responsible for saving it. But, it would explain why he can’t remember a thing, besides his name. He listens to everyone’s stories, and he believes every single one of them. It’s just… hard for him to imagine. He certainly doesn’t feel like some mighty hero. Although, he has rediscovered his powers over wind. And with no memory, he’s going to have to start practicing with them in order to use them correctly again. Hopefully he won’t ever have the need to do so, but still. After he awoke, he was offered a job at the local cafe/coffee shop. He spent a lot of his time there already before his memory loss, so the workers and customers were already familiar with him. They hoped it would eventually help to bring back some of his memories. After all, somewhere in his subconscious, he still knew how to play his violin… There had to be hope that the rest of his memory would return. Some of his interactions leave him feeling very melancholy, since he can’t remember anyone who recognizes him. But Aldric is doing his best to push through it.
➽TRIVIA: ➼The dog-tag Aldric wears belonged to one of his adoptive fathers’ and was given to him as a gift on his 13th birthday after they started training with his powers. ➼Aldric owns a white Alaskan Malamute named Aspen who has been trained in emotional support, as well as home protection–just in case. Although Aldric can’t remember when he got his dog, he still loves him all the same, and Aspen is just happy that his owner is awake again.
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Airi is a person not afraid to stand tall yet soft-spoken when spoke to. A person who's standards have fluctuated from the highest to the lowest to the point where she sees everyone as equal at this point. As a growing swords-woman, she never cared for her appearance but how she trained. This meant she was quite athletic especially for being the only daughter amongst 7 brothers. She never wore make-up she was natural and naturally was a beauty without doing much, maybe those with a type for athletic women may like her.
Growing with her heritage, she likes wearing traditional clothing when appropriate but would often be seen wearing quite fashionable clothing, but more on the Japanese everyday fashion side of things. This is the way she thinks she'll fit in and have her to be more approachable, but being quite intimidating and along with her horns, it never seems to work so well.
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Strengths ➣➣➣ Demonic Speed ; Her speed comes second to none, blink and you'll miss her. Paired with her blade and wit, she often only uses her insurmountable speed when in combat or when fooling around. This was a gift that was simply amplified to the highest by a celestial, it is because of this speed that she is revered to as an Oni. ➣➣➣ The Silver Star ; A woman known for her skill with the blade, the name "Silver Star" was given to her after she became the greatest swords-woman in the town. Her speed along with this skill made her so fast that she was given a lot of nicknames, but the Silver Star was what stuck the most. ➣➣➣ Akuma Reflex ; This is basically just heightened reflexes, but it is only amplified during combat, in everyday life, it doesn't seem to show very well. ➣➣➣ Itamae 板前 ; Airi is a really really good cook. What? You thought it was all going to be serious? Being a cook is more of a secondary thing since she is a swords-woman. Her skill with the blade, is equal to her skill with her knife. She's methodical and delicate with her cooking, which is why the food she makes tastes so good.
Weaknesses ➣➣➣ She is extremely indecisive, unless it is in combat, but sometimes she ends up not taking down those that need to be taken down. Her indecisiveness was what made some of her attempts in whatever she was doing fail. ➣➣➣ She gets easily confused pretty often, often staring into space during a conversation because she was trying to understand clearly what the person had just said. She's very wise, but it sometimes does not become clear to the other people because of her confusion. ➣➣➣ Insomniac; Airi forgets to sleep sometimes, the only few times she is guaranteed to sleep is if she is excited for what happens after she sleeps or if she is extremely fatigued. ➣➣➣ She is extremely scared of spiders; she once threw her sword at a daddy long legs while she was meditating.
✧ Cooking stuff, Handwritten things, musical instruments, spicy foods, rice, bladed weapons ♥ Arrows (She's learning how to use a bow), Books, Music Disks, chocolate, strong alcohol, Anything that resembles stars, ♠ puzzles, pineapple, rodents/gerbils, heels, blunt things. ♦ Hats (don't give someone with horns a hat), Sour things, anything that resembles spiders (yes, specifically those hairclips), scented candles, glasses, weak alcohol
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➣➣➣ Really athletic, she's got abs which is pretty cool. ➣➣➣ An excellent cook. ➣➣➣ Struggles with Insomnia. ➣➣➣ She thinks that handwritten things are the best things a person can receive that comes from the heart. ➣➣➣ Loves rice way too much. ➣➣➣ Has named her blade "Okita" for some reason. ➣➣➣ Easily confused, like most optical illusions hurt her brain. ➣➣➣ Would rather die than wear heels; okay maybe not but she really doesn't like wearing heels. ➣➣➣ Give her a hat, and she will hate you forever.
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Before the dark mage.
Airi is the eldest of 8 children and the only girl as well. Her father was a known warrior, one who was referred to as 'The blade saint.', and her mother was just a common woman with a big heart who cared for everyone. A weird dynamic of parents lead to Airi's care for everyone and skill with the blade. Such a dynamic was also shown on all of their children but not as prominent compared to Airi which is why she was chosen by a celestial to bond with. Speed had always been her strength, but it was amplified by the celestial to the point where nothing could beat it.
The celestial that had bonded with her was something that she could relate with and bond easily with, it was like they were one and the same. With the stories her parents had told her and her siblings, it made celestials sound so mischievous and evil, but it was not the case for this one bonded with her, was she lied to? As she pondered in her thoughts on her way back from school, she had spotted a man on a ladder, painting the top of his store on the other side of the street, she knew this man, she bought a lot of things from this man's store. A young man came barrelling down the sidewalk in his bicycle, hitting the ladder and causing it to fall along with the man on top of it. In a flash she was stood right under the man who was falling, catching him in her arms but falling down as soon as she did since she could not handle the force of the fall as well as she thought, that's her poor judgement for you. This caused her arms to bruise but the man and Airi exchanged thanks since she was able to soften his fall. She came home with a lot of thank you gifts from his store that day to bring home to her mother.
When the dark mage came, it was like the world plunged into darkness, her father and brothers who also trained under her rather prepared for battle. Airi was tasked to protect her mother, but the celestial had told her, in order to save the world, it was her that had to fight. It was there, Airi gripped her blade which was on her waste and turned to her mother, she told her mother everything and was told her that she was willing to risk her life as well. Her mother was proud of her but was scared for at the same time, it was also there where her small horns sprouted from her head, and her mother was surprised but this lead to her letting Airi to go fight, with her last words to Airi being "Go my oni, be our saviour." Airi then left, heading straight for the dark mage with no expectation to live.
After waking up.
When Airi awoke, she was greeted by the different room and a burning headache. Her body was sore and her sword leaned on the foot of the bed, it looked like it was in bad condition so it looked like it won't be of much use until she gets it repaired. The first thing she did was look at the mirror to see if something in her face was missing, but it would that something was added instead of missing. Her horns had grown much larger, but something was missing, and that was her the most of her memories. She only remembered the voice of her mother and her skill with her blade that was pretty much it.
After awhile, she got her blade fixed and a job as a cook, and a part time job as a sword instructor. She has also realised her powers of speed had grown exponentially, to the point where she could tidy up her room in mere a blink of an eye. She knows very little at this point, she doesn't even if know that her family is no longer alive, nor do they even exist, but her name and her skills should be enough for her for now. She hopes to figure everything out soon.
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Bex is a complete people person, and always loves to make an entrance. This confidence however sometimes rubs people the wrong way, making her seem arrogant or full of herself. In all actuality, she is down to earth and ready to jump at a moment's notice to help someone in need.
With her air of charm, she loves to dress in clothes that emphasize her body figure, but nothing too inappropriate as she does work with high school students. She is very fond of all things jumpsuits, rompers, etc. It is not out of the norm to see Bex in a denim romper, tank top underneath, and sporting her favorite converse.
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Strengths ➽➽➽ Mind Reading ; The thoughts of others tend to float their way into her own head, appearing mostly as images. Most of the time, she doesn't realize she's reading a person and has a hard time differentiating between what is her own, and what is theirs. Can focus on one person at a time, but still gets overwhelmed. Is currently working on this power. ➽➽➽ Suggestion ; Not aware she has this power. Is often surprised when people seem to do what she thinks they should do. She mostly just believes that she has some strong common sense, and that people listen to her cause she's usually right. ➽➽➽ Dream/Nightmare Induction ; Very rarely does she push a nightmare onto a person. Most of the time, it's pleasant dreams after hearing of a student's fears and anxiety. All she has to do is brush her fingertips across their head, picture happy thoughts, and a peaceful night awaits. The same is done with nightmares, though she pulls up all the anxiety and fears into their mind for a restless night.
Weaknesses ➽➽➽ Tends to quickly get overwhelmed in a large crowd as multiple thoughts attack her all at once. ➽➽➽ Strong fear of birds. Big or small. Just...no. ➽➽➽ Despite being charming and confident in her image, she lacks confidence with getting intimate with anyone. Being able to hear all their thoughts about her? No thanks.
♥ Tattoos, converse, books, wine ♡ Perfume, fruit, energy drinks ✧ Jewelry, flowers, cards ☒ Sweets, balloons, gift cards
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Before saving the world
An only child, Bexley was raised by her father. He was the first to instill all the confidence she could ever need and taught her how to fend for herself. They were each others worlds and they lived a comfortable life. As her father was the only therapist in town, he would spend long hours at the office with patients. Bex would sometimes join him, hanging out in the waiting room reading books. One day, she started to have horrible thoughts flooding her head. It didn't make sense to her as she was a very happy child. After a few months of these occurences, she realized they weren't her own. She began to match these thoughts were various patients of her fathers. When she brought this to his attention, he did the unthinkable: he didn't believe her. Bex continued to insist that she was able to read minds and her father's logical mind could not wrap any sense around it. It was then he decided to have his beautiful, vivacious daughter committed.
During her time, she was met with a Celestial and a bond quickly formed. Everything soon fell into place. Instead of letting what her father did consume her, she was extremely grateful to have her power validated. She was soon released on good behavior and continued to train with her Celestial. When the darkness arrived, she knew she had to fight. A horrible battle could be won with a great offense. Bex could read the mage's mind, deducing all of the moves before they were attempted.
After Saving the World
As one of the last to awaken, Bexley found herself in a strange room, no recollection of anything besides what she was named. She surveyed herself in the floor length mirror and had decided that she had to be an extremely badass chick, adorned with her multitude of tattoos and piercings. With that settled, she ventured out to begin her new job of a school counselor for high schoolers, which she soon discovered she was awesome at. The students all felt at ease with the couselor who could settle every fear and anxiety they ever had. Didn't hurt that she was cool as hell and didn't treat them as beneath her, either.
She knew that she should have been more worried that everything in her past was a blur, but as long as everything was working for her in the present, Bex knew that eventually everything would be validated and fall into place.
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Fox always seems to have uninterested look plastered on his face. And if it isn't bored, he's making intimidating faces to try to scare others... though if you stick around long enough you'll find out that it's all an act. Well... for the most part. Fox is actually pretty sweet and cool.
Sharp blue-grey eyes typically scan the area around him every so often; as if he's waiting and watching for some type of shit to go down. Either to get outta there or join in. The scars that litter his body like freckles would normally call for concern; however they are all caused by different daily activities he's gotten himself into - and out of - throughout his life. A lot of which are self-inflicted but due to stupid decisions and not out of a state of depression.
Growing up, Fox rocked a shaved head, his mother always wanted to enjoy his dark curls; but when he got lice she had to shave it all off. Since then, it was just an easier upkeep for the busy matriarch. Now that he's older, he still skates around with short hair, this time however, in the form of a buzzed undercut with the top just a little longer. Though it wouldn't matter much since he's constantly sporting some type of cap or beanie.
Fox doesn't have many tattoos, though he would love to add to his growing collection, he just likes to make sure he's going to enjoy the piece of art he places on his body. As well as wants to make sure it means something to him and isn't just... there. His favorite has to be the geometric fox head that's present on the inside of his left forearm. Not only a namesake, but his favorite animal and nickname. Others include; the alchemical sign for air [ 🜁 ] on the inside of his right wrist, upper left arm has a half sleeve of a traditional crow on a skullx, a small bouquet of larkspurs on right shoulder blade on his back - for his mother. Wants something small on the side of his neck but doesn't know what yet. Maybe something to do with teleporting?
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s k í l l s & w є α k n є s s є s ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ strєngths ➽➽➽➽ Subconscious Spatial Awareness: Fox has a very limited subconscious extrasensory ability that prevents him from jumping himself so that his feet, for example, would materialize below the surface of the ground. Because this ability is so limited, however, Fox will not teleport into any place that he cannot see or has not seen in the past. If Fox jumped himself into an unfamiliar area, he would run the risk of materializing partially or entirely within a solid object. If too much of his body materialized within a solid object, he would be killed. ➽➽➽➽ Flexible Bone Structure: Fox's bone structure allows him great flexibility. He can remain in a crouched position for a long time and perform contortionist type feats without causing any damage to his spine. ➽➽➽➽ Very Reflexive: Fox's natural reaction time is enhanced to the level of a trained acrobat. ➽➽➽➽ Heightened Agility: Fox's agility, balance, and bodily coordination are enhanced to levels of a trained acrobat. ➽➽➽ Fox possesses above average strength of a male of his age, height, and build who engages in intensive regular exercise. At his peak, Fox can lift about 315 lbs.
wєαknєssєs ➽➽➽➽ Limitations: The limits to the mass that Fox can carry with him while jumping and the limits to the distance over which he can jump himself with additional load is unknown. If he transports a passenger over even moderate distances, they both feel weakened and ill, to the point of exhaustion. ➽➽➽➽ Momentum is Retained: Fox's momentum is retained throughout the process of the jump: he arrives with whatever amount of inertia he left with. For example, if he were falling from a great height, he could not teleport himself towards the ground in order to save himself; he would land with the same velocity that he jumped with. ➽➽➽➽ Distance: Teleportation over further distances could be fatal. Especially if he has no prior knowledge of said destination. ➽➽➽ Despite this, Fox is just as susceptible to disease and physical injury as any ordinary human
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t r í v í α ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ➽➽➽ ➽➽➽ Highly allergic to shellfish; even the smell of it on someone's clothes will send him into shock so he's always got an epipen on him ➽➽➽ Has way too many scars all over his body. A lot of them from skateboarding, a lot of them from stupid fights, some self-inflicted ➽➽➽ Unabashed D&D player - lvl 74 Dragon Slayer ➽➽➽ He has exceptionally good hearing. ➽➽➽ Used to be the ace of his volleyball high school team ➽➽➽ Surprisingly cat-like ➽➽➽ Extremely talented with hair & makeup applications - no idea where the skill comes from ➽➽➽ 'Vigilante/Delinquent'-esque: wears a fox mask when he goes out ➽➽➽ Gives off a 'don't fuck with me' vibe when he's noticed. Actually a sweetheart and genuinely nice guy.
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вєfσrє sαvíng thє wσrld Santiago grew up in a single parent household. Although, it didn't really feel like it at times what with his older sister bossing him around and taking up the brunt of the work while their mother was off working her numerous jobs. He had a decent childhood and upbringing, as much as one could where he and his sister grew up. Always the rambunctious kid, he got himself into a lot of fights earning him nasty battle wounds and even nastier monikers. Because of this behavior and the rumors that went around, Fox didn't garner a lot of friends. And the ones he did gain the attention of were not the best to keep company with.
Eventually, rumors became truths and Fox found a niche for himself in the city he lived in. A vigilante of sorts. Though to most that saw him, donning his fox mask and metal bat and skateboard, would think him more delinquent and anti-hero.
A few years into running with his "crew" of friends, towards the back end of his last years of high school, his mother got sick. It hit him hard. She was the backbone of the family and although he had left the confines of her home to spare her his idiotic ways; he always made time to help out as much and as best as he could. When his sister broke the news to him he cut ties off with his crew. For months he went without seeing or speaking with them all in favor of taking care of his mom in the last moments she had. Eventually, she was overcome with the illness and it took her in her sleep. A peaceful requiem.
After his mother's passing, he and his sister mended their frayed relationship - becoming closer than ever in his opinion - though he still insisted that he move. If not to get away from the painful memories, than for his own good in leaving behind his past and crew. She agreed and he was off to Little Solace. It's also the time when he was approached by his celestial being.
The being was eccentric to say the least, but it was fitting that it would find solace in like-minded spirit such as Fox. With the bond between them growing exponentially every day, Fox began to figure out and utilize these gifts in ways that would help him help others. The way that he wanted to in the past but wasn't able to. His reflexes were enhanced, his balance was on point and he realized he could jump - emitting as his being refers to it - and appear in different locations at will. It was something that he practiced and trained with; making damn sure that he could use these gifts effectively.
When the Dark Ones came and began their assault on LS, Fox was at the ready, loud and brash and as idiotic as ever. He wasn't going to sit around and wait for someone to need his help this time. He was going to be proactive and step in as before it even started. As the Dark Mage unleashed his power, he didn't hesitate, even while knowing that he might not make it out the other side of this war himself.
αftєr sαvíng thє wσrld When he finally woke, Fox realized that there was little to nothing he knew about the room - or even the world - around him. He noticed the multitude of scars that littered his body, both new and old. He took note of the small amounts of ink that inhabited his skin. But that was as far as his recollection would take him in that moment.
During his short stay within the hospital after waking up, he came to know what his name was and that he could surprisingly teleport. Short distances of course, but teleport nonetheless. It shocked him to his core. How could it be that someone could possess this ability? Did everyone have these gifts? Was it a gift at all? Is this the reason he was in the hospital in the first place? Too many questions and not enough ears to listen for shortly after he was discharged with a small packet filled with information on a new job and a place to live.
Everything from before him waking was a blur, but moving forward was something of an adventure. He was given the position of coach specializing in skateboarding. Who knew that was a thing? He took to the position quickly and without any hiccups. Fox realized early on that he could practice his newly rediscovered talents and use them to help in his skateboard abilities at the same time. Two birds one stone situation. It still didn't do much to curb the itch in the back of his mind as to what the hell happened.