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@Aspen Wren Okeydoke I'll hold off till I get them to look at it. Went ahead and fixed the hiders!
Name: Alexandros (Alex) Woods
Age:: 19
Year: 1
Gender: Male
Species: Gifted - Greco-Roman
Gifts:
Thieves Boon: When staying still Alex fades completely out of existence. He can still perceive as normal, but all signs of his being there vanish. People can walk straight through him without ever realizing he was there. However, this effect is broken when Alex begins to move again. This ability also does not function if Alex is sleeping or unconscious. Alex has developed of tapping his fingers constantly every few moments when he has to stay still for long periods of time, such as in class.
Omniglot: Alex is able to speak and understand all languages. This does not include the ability to speak to animals.
Speed of the Herald: Alex’s major power borrows one of the most famous aspects of his Origin God, his speed. A yellow winged aura surrounds his feet protecting them from harm and allowing him to both move and react at incredible speeds. He is able to move long distances in the blink of the eye. Alex is has not need able to reach his full potential in terms of speed.
Physical Description:
In Depth Physical Description:
Alex has short brown hair, green eyes, and tanned skin that could come only from spending long periods of time out in the sunlight. He stands at around 5"6' with a lean, but muscular figure. Alex never wears shoes, when he was younger he could not afford them and now his feet had become so calloused that he had little need for them. He finds shoes incredibly uncomfortable and has trouble dealing with them for any period of time.
Personality:
Alex is a cheerful person and he enjoys talking to people, entertaining them with his natural charisma. He is extremely open about what he is thinking and what has gone on in his life since he has never particularly believed in having secrets, a side effect of his youth. Alex is quite sympathetic, but his answers to most emotional problems are to drink and be happy. He lives a carefree life, laughing off the usual pains of growing up, especially growing up different from the majority of others. He also has an unending curiosity of all things supernatural, not having too many chances in his life to meet anyone else from the spooky side of the street.
Hobbies:
Using his powers, the occasional prank, taking care of Rush, reading, and talking to people.
Familiar:
Rush, a rather intense looking Greek Tortoise. He is most often found in one of Alex’s pockets head sticking out or riding atop Alex’s head.
Extra:
Alex has signed up to work in the gardens to earn Lumos, which he quite badly needs. It is also an excellent source of free food for Rush.
Here is my CS sorry it took longer than expected- real life got in the way ! Let me know if I need to change anything!
Age:: 19
Year: 1
Gender: Male
Species: Gifted - Greco-Roman
Gifts:
Thieves Boon: When staying still Alex fades completely out of existence. He can still perceive as normal, but all signs of his being there vanish. People can walk straight through him without ever realizing he was there. However, this effect is broken when Alex begins to move again. This ability also does not function if Alex is sleeping or unconscious. Alex has developed of tapping his fingers constantly every few moments when he has to stay still for long periods of time, such as in class.
Omniglot: Alex is able to speak and understand all languages. This does not include the ability to speak to animals.
Speed of the Herald: Alex’s major power borrows one of the most famous aspects of his Origin God, his speed. A yellow winged aura surrounds his feet protecting them from harm and allowing him to both move and react at incredible speeds. He is able to move long distances in the blink of the eye. Alex is has not need able to reach his full potential in terms of speed.
Physical Description:
In Depth Physical Description:
Alex has short brown hair, green eyes, and tanned skin that could come only from spending long periods of time out in the sunlight. He stands at around 5"6' with a lean, but muscular figure. Alex never wears shoes, when he was younger he could not afford them and now his feet had become so calloused that he had little need for them. He finds shoes incredibly uncomfortable and has trouble dealing with them for any period of time.
Personality:
Alex is a cheerful person and he enjoys talking to people, entertaining them with his natural charisma. He is extremely open about what he is thinking and what has gone on in his life since he has never particularly believed in having secrets, a side effect of his youth. Alex is quite sympathetic, but his answers to most emotional problems are to drink and be happy. He lives a carefree life, laughing off the usual pains of growing up, especially growing up different from the majority of others. He also has an unending curiosity of all things supernatural, not having too many chances in his life to meet anyone else from the spooky side of the street.
Hobbies:
Using his powers, the occasional prank, taking care of Rush, reading, and talking to people.
Familiar:
Rush, a rather intense looking Greek Tortoise. He is most often found in one of Alex’s pockets head sticking out or riding atop Alex’s head.
Extra:
Alex has signed up to work in the gardens to earn Lumos, which he quite badly needs. It is also an excellent source of free food for Rush.
Here is my CS sorry it took longer than expected- real life got in the way ! Let me know if I need to change anything!
@paragloan
Erik raised an eyebrow at Maddy's admonishment somewhat disappointed at her lack of comment on the superb quality of his appearance today. Of the few residents that lived in Ebott House, Erik thought best of Maddy. While he couldn't quite recall what it was that brought her here, she seemed normal enough. She was quiet and kept to herself most of the time and he had seen her eye him a few times. In addition, he had once caught her cleaning up his room when it had apparently gotten to much for her to deal with. 'That's fine by me, if she wants to clean my room that's one less thing I have to do. But she seems rather confrontational today.' Erik kept his silent gaze on her for an internal count to five before speaking, letting his eyes take in her doll like appearance . "A much better start to this conversation," he said closing his book in his hands, "would have been 'Good morning Erik, you look nice today.' As you seem to be in a mood for an argument I want no part of, I will simply point out that there was an extra chair no one would be using, therefore it doesn't matter if it gets dirty or not since the staff tend to wipe them down regardless. Is it really such a rude thing to make myself more comfortable? After all this is our..." He took a long sarcastic sigh, "...Home. At least for the time being." He smiled at her confident that the wit and strength of his argument had impressed her enough into seeing his point.
Erik raised an eyebrow at Maddy's admonishment somewhat disappointed at her lack of comment on the superb quality of his appearance today. Of the few residents that lived in Ebott House, Erik thought best of Maddy. While he couldn't quite recall what it was that brought her here, she seemed normal enough. She was quiet and kept to herself most of the time and he had seen her eye him a few times. In addition, he had once caught her cleaning up his room when it had apparently gotten to much for her to deal with. 'That's fine by me, if she wants to clean my room that's one less thing I have to do. But she seems rather confrontational today.' Erik kept his silent gaze on her for an internal count to five before speaking, letting his eyes take in her doll like appearance . "A much better start to this conversation," he said closing his book in his hands, "would have been 'Good morning Erik, you look nice today.' As you seem to be in a mood for an argument I want no part of, I will simply point out that there was an extra chair no one would be using, therefore it doesn't matter if it gets dirty or not since the staff tend to wipe them down regardless. Is it really such a rude thing to make myself more comfortable? After all this is our..." He took a long sarcastic sigh, "...Home. At least for the time being." He smiled at her confident that the wit and strength of his argument had impressed her enough into seeing his point.
@AimeChambers Yes it should make for a fun little scene!
Erik woke up with a groan as the shrill sounds of his alarm clock woke him to the stiffness that could only come through sleeping on a mattress as thin as paper. He rose up from his bed, feeling small popping sensation across his body releasing some of his tension, slapping the alarm clock into sullen silence. His eyes wandered over the almost barren room as it came into focus- the small dresser that could only contain a small portion of his wardrobe, the feeble nightstand that wobbled every time he so much as came near it, and the small desk the scraped the top of his legs whenever he sat at it. Not a single piece of furniture in this room could come up to even his basic standards of living. Not for the first time, he felt the fires of rage boiling in his stomach and began to think of his father. It was almost part of his morning routine now. Wake up, groan, stare, stew with anger, before going about his business. His father had only ever used him as a weapon against his mother, to hurt her for some imagined deed. He had never cared about Erik, nor seen any of the extraordinary qualities that he possessed. His father denied it, but being sent here proved the truth to Erik. Erik glanced over to the latest letter from his mother and gave a quiet smile. At the very least, his mother saw the truth. Soon she would have him out of here. The thought of freedom from this hellhole almost made it bearable for a brief moment.
@Obscene Symphony With a sigh, he picked up his small basket of bathroom supplies and exited into the hallway. As he made his way to bathroom for his morning grooming, he paused by Mitchell's door. Mitchell had been making quite a lot of noise of late during the night, groaning as he went through withdrawal. Erik was unsympathetic, if he had been going through the experience itself he would've at least made sure he wasn't a nuisance though Erik knew there was no chance of him falling into the same stupid trap of addiction, he was much too intelligent for that. Still, if Mitchell was late for breakfast again, his would also be delayed. He knocked several times against the door calling out "Mitchell, time to wake up!" Satisfied that his breakfast would be on time, Erik entered the small restroom they shared. The shower was a slow process, Erik luxuriated in the heat, taking ample time to ensure that every inch of him was perfectly clean, presumably using up most of the hot water in the process. In front of the mirror, he went through his normal ritual taking extra time to make sure that his latest hairstyle was perfect. His eyes unconsciously avoided looking upon the small scar that he bore on his left forearm. He then returned to his room, picking out was of his more expensive ensembles: black slacks with a grey long sleeve button-up matched with a black silk vest. The dark colors of the outfit seemed appropriate for the pervasive atmosphere. He examined himself closely in the mirror, before smiling at his own handsome visage.
He grabbed one of the books under his bed at random then began heading downstairs to await breakfast. He could hear the sounds of some of the other residents going about their own morning rituals, no doubt trying their best to match his own exquisite style. He sat down at the breakfast table, noticing that an extra chair had been placed. He eyed it briefly before dragging it slightly closer to himself to prop up his feet. He opened the novel and let his eyes glaze over the text, impatiently waiting for the others to arrive and take note of his appearance.
@Obscene Symphony With a sigh, he picked up his small basket of bathroom supplies and exited into the hallway. As he made his way to bathroom for his morning grooming, he paused by Mitchell's door. Mitchell had been making quite a lot of noise of late during the night, groaning as he went through withdrawal. Erik was unsympathetic, if he had been going through the experience itself he would've at least made sure he wasn't a nuisance though Erik knew there was no chance of him falling into the same stupid trap of addiction, he was much too intelligent for that. Still, if Mitchell was late for breakfast again, his would also be delayed. He knocked several times against the door calling out "Mitchell, time to wake up!" Satisfied that his breakfast would be on time, Erik entered the small restroom they shared. The shower was a slow process, Erik luxuriated in the heat, taking ample time to ensure that every inch of him was perfectly clean, presumably using up most of the hot water in the process. In front of the mirror, he went through his normal ritual taking extra time to make sure that his latest hairstyle was perfect. His eyes unconsciously avoided looking upon the small scar that he bore on his left forearm. He then returned to his room, picking out was of his more expensive ensembles: black slacks with a grey long sleeve button-up matched with a black silk vest. The dark colors of the outfit seemed appropriate for the pervasive atmosphere. He examined himself closely in the mirror, before smiling at his own handsome visage.
He grabbed one of the books under his bed at random then began heading downstairs to await breakfast. He could hear the sounds of some of the other residents going about their own morning rituals, no doubt trying their best to match his own exquisite style. He sat down at the breakfast table, noticing that an extra chair had been placed. He eyed it briefly before dragging it slightly closer to himself to prop up his feet. He opened the novel and let his eyes glaze over the text, impatiently waiting for the others to arrive and take note of his appearance.
Oh I should have my first post up by this evening btw
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Forum: General Interest Checks
Hmm interested in this but won't be able to make any type of CS until this evening
@Tsar Gatto Underground cigarette smuggling ring? That could be fun haha
But phones are allowed? Also would the boys have separate bedrooms from each other due to Mitchell going through withdrawal symptoms or would he be past that at this point and they room together?
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