Emma

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Alice Keller

The local news droned on the tv in the background, as Alice lounged on the couch reading an old book. Since vampires could not sleep, one had to find new ways to occupy their time. For Alice it was reading, learning new languages, playing violin, dabbling at painting, and composing music no one would ever hear. Though lately she had taken to swimming laps in the lake. Boredom was a problem, but she liked her routine.

It was 6:00 am, and the news anchor man on the tv looked worn out in HD, as he babbled on about the local Mayoral elections, the closing of the factory in the next town over, where to get flu shots, and that the local police caught the suspects who cherry-bombed all the mailboxes on Magnolia Street. The weather girl was looking way to chipper for six in the morning, as she explained today would be mild temperatures, 30% chance of rain, that autumn was in full swing, and she was looking forward to this weeks sun filled days.

It was September 4th, and only a week into the new semester at Gringore. Alice was a librarian at Gringore, and a part time student. She had one class in the late afternoon, but the rest of her day was basically free. She dogeared the page she was on and closed her book. She smelled like the lake, after swimming laps in it for three hours last night, she really needed a long shower. Getting off the couch she placed her book down on the coffee table. She gathered the two empty wine glasses and a teacup, and put them in the sink in the kitchen. She sighed looking at the mess of dishes in her sink, and added the cups to the ever growing pile. She rarely ate anything at home but, tea, and wine glasses were in abundance around here.

Her house was located on a quite street, full of retired people, and couples over 60. She had lived at, 382 Rosewood Ave, for five years now. The three bedroom, two bath, old yellow colonial was her haven from the chaos of Tellmore, and the unsuspecting Montaville. Her house was clean, but on the cluttered side, with books piled on tables and the floors, painted canvases leaning on walls, and potted plants galore. For lack of a better description it resembled a Anthropologie store, with extra eclectic clutter, and a more lived in feel.

In the bathroom she turned the shower on. Undressing as she waited for the water to become hot. Looking in the mirror, a tall plain Jane was what Alice saw. She had always liked her hazel eyes, and the shape them, but she thought her chin was to big, and her lips to puffy. The mirror began to fog from the steam of the shower. Stepping into the shower she attempted to plan out her day.

45 Minutes later she stepped out of the shower, smelling of lavender soap, and shampoo. Wrapped in a soft ivory towel she walked into her closet. Alice's wardrobe consisted of lots of vintage items, and high-end basics. She changed into her outfit for the day, dawning her black trousers, light pink tank, and cable knit sweater. She hung her wet towel on the door handle, and walked over to her vanity, putting on her watch, and spritzing on some vanilla lavender perfume. With a few bobby-pins she quickly pinned her hair up.

It was almost 8:00 am bye the time she finished her cup of cinnamon tea. Alice tossed her cell, ipod, and wallet into her purse. It was chilly out this morning, and smelled like the beginnings of autumn, the trees had yet to change color. She grabbed her grey coat and shrugged it on. She slipped on some shoes, and a scarf, then started her walk down main street, making her way to Gringore.

Alice walked into Gringore, and then made her way to the library. It was located on the third floor, and was huge, with six stories of wall to wall books, the deeper you went the more like a maze it becomes. It was home to the second biggest incantus book collection in all of north america. There was a section for everything, and it was easy to get lost. Alice made her way through the isles of books, stopping in the music history section. She scanned the titles, not really looking for anything in particular, her shift at the check out desk didn't start for another hour.

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Character by Kaalee
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Full Name: Katalina Bathory-Nadasdy

Nickames/Alias/AKA: Katalin, Kata, Lady Death(Usually by Giovanni)

Age: 416

Gender: Female

DOB: 1594

Occupation: Mythology Teacher

Race: Reaper Fae

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Golden

Height and Build: She is 5'6 with an hourglass build

Other Appearance: She has tattoo on her wrist, where if you look at it one way it says death, and the other it says life. For the most part, she has a generic Slavic accent, but when she gets angry it becomes very Romanian

History/bio: Katalina was born to Elizabeth Bathory and Ferenec Nadasdy, the third daughter in her family and the third of seven children over all, although she was the only Reaper in the family other then her mother. Her father and the rest of her siblings were Cervians, and such died long before Katalina was ready for them too.

Katalina was born to a father who was gone more then home and even when he was home wanted nothing to do with his female offspring as they couldn't be soldiers, they couldn't inheirent, and they couldn't marry the Prince and all the other eligable men were either related to them or below their status. He hated Katalina especically since she was a Reaper like her mother, a species which he detested. He died when Katalina was still living with her mother but she couldn't find it in herself to care very much.

Katalina's mother on the other hand, while not your typical mother, was very close to Katalina since they were both Reapers. Her mother somehow kept them wellfed, which Katalina didn't question, since she was young and naive. This is something Katalina has hated about herself since her mother's death. Elizabeth Bathory was in fact the bloody countess who took up to 600 lives. Elizabeth hadn't wanted Katalina to have to be burdened with finding food, like Elizabeth herself was, since they were so far removed from the common populace and didn't have easy access to the only thing that sustained them. Eventually her mother was caught, and while she wasn't intentionally sentanced to death, she was locked up and therefore starving her.

After her mother's death, Katalina ran away to Poland with her mother's sister, who was also a Reaper but one who learned how to be inconspicous. They lived together for many years, travelling throughout the world together. Eventually they chose to part, Katalina going back to Europe while her aunt decided to go even farther East and find new worlds to discover. Katalina stayed in Russia for awhile, before going through her homelands, ending up in Italy for awhile.

It was in Italy she met the first love of her life. Love had never occured to Katalina, for everything seemed so fleeting and she was Death herself. Giovanni was human, an artist who claimed that bronze hair and bronze skin was too familiar and that he needed her to pose for him or he would die. For ten years she loved him and then like all humans he died, stabbed in the chest by a man who was crazed by the shine of the gold in Katalina's purse and the sparkle of diamonds on her neck. In desperation Katalina revived him, killing Giovanni's killer in the process. Giovanni was not mad, but he convinced her to reverse it, claiming that Katalina may be God's tool in retrieving souls but that does not mean she can choose to take one and not the other. So she gave him his wish and reversed the process, no matter how much it killed her inside.

She then proceeded to torture the man for the rest of his natural life, careful to not kill him or let him commit suicide.

After Giovanni, Katalina removed herself from the population for awhile. She fed only when necessary and let herself mourn. Eventually she returned to society, but she was in no way the person she was before. She no longer cared, simply put. She made her way to France, and manipulated the politics heavily. She would kill on a whim and bring back just as easily, occasionally doing this several times a day. Finally, the Guardians intervened and sent a task force to deal with her. The head of the task force being someone she thought long dead, none other than Giovanni himself.

It turns out the bastard was on a regular supplement of vampire blood, and after he came back to life he decided not to come find her. Instead he became a Guardian and Katalina was pissed. She evaded the Guardians this time and got herself back together but Giovanni kept hunting her down. Eventually she decided to do a plea deal with them, and they sent her to this stupid college to teach. Unfortunately they also sent Giovanni to keep an eye on her.

Family/Relationships:
Her Aunt, Catelle, is around somewhere, they stay in contact
Giovanni the Asshole is around as well.

Other/Extra: I say mythology because I have no other way to describe it but basically she teaches courses which explains what is actually fact and what is actually fiction in their world. It's basically history mixed with a course in political correctness.

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My second character will be up in like two hours. She is a 19 year old witch named Jadis, who grew up in Montaville. Would/could she and Sam be friends? :D

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I was obsessed with the cards when I was in like 4th/5th grade. My whole school (well at least all the boys) had the cards and would play on the bus. My school had to make a rule of no cards allowed. I had a awesome deck.

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@Arista Your signature is so funny, what anime is it from?

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Character by Doc Doctor



Full Name: Shashous-Throth

Nickames/Alias/AKA: The Magna Pater

Age: 907

Gender: Male

DOB: the year 1108

Race: Ahool

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Hazel

Height and Build: Human form - 6'3", 178 pounds || True Form - Shash's height is insignificant as he lacks rear legs to stand up on. From snout to tail base, he is a little less than eight feet long. The tail is another eight feet. He weighs in at 800 pounds, roughly as much as a dairy cow.

Other Appearance: A piebald monstrosity with slime slicked flesh and no legs. It's only limbs are two winged arms and a long, powerful tail. The middle claw on each paw is eight inches long and razor sharp. The beast's head is mostly a jagged maw with oily, unseeing eyes on top. In human form he appears as a gaunt, tall man with empty eyes.

True Form

History/bio: Once in a millennia is a creature born of a barbarous race that combines the worst traits of rats and bats. Ancient, primal, terrible. For the last century a monster has slept in the forgotten caverns beneath where Gringore now stands. Amidst a lichen hellscape of death, upon a towering mountain of soggy bones, the academy's activity has finally awakened the Magna Pater, the lone ahool alpha. Every place is bound to have a rodent problem sooner or later.

Family/Relationships: None alive/around

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So I'll be starting on the IC. It should be up by morning (its 7:40 pm where I am). My second character will also be up soon. :)

**This RP is always accepting

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Character by SomeoneSomewere



Appearance: *General and head* Triton is 6 foot 3 inches, weighing in at 216 pounds. He has light tan skin. His body is muscular, well fit from the years of exercise. He has dark brown hair, short on the sides and back of his hair, with the top and bangs slightly longer which tends to be spiked in an upward position. After a normal sized forehead, he has slightly darker eyebrows, set above moderately deep set eyes. His eyes have dark eyelashes, his right a bright red, and his left is a bright orange. His nose is of average length and size, cheekbones slightly pronounced. He has thin lips, followed by a cleft, strong chin. His jaw is strong, square in shape.

*chest and arms* Wrapping around his powerful chest and back is a dragon tribal tattoo, its head on his right pectoral near his collar bone and the tail ending at his left hip. His right bicep has a tattoo circling it. On his left wrist is a plain black bracelet, with a word on a metal plate in Spanish, valiente. He is generally clothed in a plain form fitting t-shirt, light in color.

*legs* His legs are blank of tattoos, unlike his upper body. He normally wears dark colored, once again form fitting, jeans. His feet are covered with simple sneakers.

Full Name: Triton Kokes

Nickames/Alias/AKA: N/A

Age: 20

Gender: male

DOB: 1995

Occupation: student

Race: dragon

Hair Color: dark brown

Eye Color: right eye: red, left eye: orange

Height and Build: 6 foot 3 inches, athletic, muscular, but not over the top

Other Appearance: Triton's dragon form is a force to be recognized, his body thick and powerful. His height changes to be approximately 6 foot 6 inches. He also seems to grow slightly in muscular standing. Red colored scales cover the majority of his body, with his skin being an orange coloring, as well as the scales on the underside of his tail. Dark red spikes curve slightly forward from the top of his head, capable of being rammed into another. Shining white canines pass his lower jaw, approximately 2 inches in length. His jaw and mouth change slightly to form more of a maw, but still keeping more of a humanoid appearance. Spikes begin at the base of his tail, making the back side just as deadly as the front. His bat like wings generally remain tightly tucked against his back unless in flight.

He is skilled in parkour, using his speed and agility to the fullest. He is detached from others, and does not trust people easily. He fears hurting those he loves, and so refuses to get close to people, certain in his mind that it would only end in their ultimate demise.

History/bio: Born in a rather simple family, Triton Kokes was raised in the country side, becoming fast friends with his 11 year senior brother, Isaac. They did practically everything together. From very early on in his life he knew what he was. It was hard not to know. He also knew that his parents were rather old, and could possibly die while he was a child. Until then, he spent as much time as he could with his family having fun. Both of his parents were very knowledgeable in educational things, and so they were the ones to teach the two boys.

At the age of 13, his mother died. This caused a shift in the boy's behavior, despite having the knowledge of his parents probably dying. He started acting out more, a temper that had existed beforehand was becoming more prominent. He began to train himself, taking his anger out on other things as to not hurt his family on accident during an anger fit. His dad continued to reach them, but only two short years after that, he died as well. His temper increased, often having violent outbursts towards his beloved brother. For four years, Isaac put up with his antics, handling the temperamental teenager. But it all changed that one dreadful night, September the 14th, 2014.

The teenager and man were outside in the forest, wrestling with each other in there dragon forms. Over and over, the older brother was defeating Triton's anger and frustration building with each defeat. His anger reached his boiling point, and with a roar he violently attacked his brother, beating him back. Fear shone in Isaac's eyes, knowing the state of rage that has been entered. A roar escaped his maw, just has his brother turned to his human form. Isaac intended to calm down his brother, but to no avail. Fire burst from deep within Triton's chest, covering his brother in the flames, and lighting the surrounding forest on fire. Shock burst through the anger, the realization of what he had done hitting him. Sick with himself, and knowing his brother is not possibly alive, he quickly fled the area.

Months later, he emerged from his hiding, self hate and anger still residing within himself. He had learned about the Gringore academy, and signed himself up, with the hopes of learning control, as to not hurt anyone ever again.

Family/Relationships:
Mother: deceased, 7 years ago
Father: deceased, 5 years ago
Older brother: deceased, 31 years of age, fire, less then a year ago

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I'll have my second character up later today. Its a girl! hahaha :)

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Character by KenyeIsMyLife



Full Name: Mathias JägerderRoten

Nicknames/Alias/AKA: "Shadow of Anton" "The Little Shadow"

Age: 18

Gender: Male

DOB: 02/14/1997

Occupation: Hunter/Student

Race: Human

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Muted Dull Blue

Height and Build: 5'11" Light frame, "scholar's body" as some might say

Other Appearance: Has a claw scar across his face, he claims that it was a jumpy mountain lion that did it to him

History/bio: You know all those scary stories that parents parents would tell their kids warning about the dangers of man playing god. Those men that cut apart and put together animals to sate their demented curiosities. Well, young Mathias loved those stories. Stories of how a regular man, unshackled by morals, was able to fight against the cruel leers of his peers to further the cause for science. As a member prestigious Jager family he was bound to be a great German Jager, but after the little conflict of interests following the fall of Nazi Germany, his little branch of the family were exiled.

Some chose to retreat into the German country-side, others such as Mathias' Great Grand Father defected to the Russians as they drove closer to Berlin. Now naturalized Russians his branch of the family provided research and support for the Korikovs, which, despite initial qualms, have proven to be a valuable partnership. Their new Russian caretakers were less restrictive in scientific practices, allowing rather questionable experiments to take place in the next half-century.

Mathias was apprenticed to his Grand Father, Anton JägerderRoten, a respected Hunter during the Cold-War; whats more, Mathias followed him around everywhere; whether it be meetings, experiments, hunts- and even interrogations- little Mathias was at his grandfather's tailcoat, earning his nicknames from his Grandfather's colleges. Now as a full-fledged hunter he was to be granted his own post, they would start him off small, a quiet little town with another young hunter both posing as transfer students under the guidance of a senior hunter to keep an eye on the supernatural presence, and to bring back any lucrative subjects he can get his hand on.

Family/Relationships:

Mother - Rachel JägerderRoten (42) - (Alive, Stationed in Canterbury, UK)
Father - Johan JägerderRoten (43) - (Alive, Stationed in Canterbury, UK)
Izabelle JägerderRoten (23) - (Alive, Stationed in Oslo, Sweden)
Gregory JägerderRoten (15) - Younger Brother (Alive, Apprenticed to Korikov Hunter in Moscow)

Other: Has great knowledge in the anatomy of many supernaturals as well as the application of many chemicals and tonics.