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The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

_{Me waking up to 33 posts, a heated discussion and the departure of one of my character's interaction partners.
Geez.}

CLOSED (Formally Aces High)

I am not sure if y'all are still accepting or not, but I would like to join if you are.
If not, I understand.

Solana Monroe

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♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♠ ♡ ♢ ♣

"The worst experiences make the best stories."

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║ Camper Name ║

Solana N. Monroe

║ Birthday, Age, Gender ║

» 1/1
» 17
» Female

║ Address ║

1221 Cottman Ave Philadelphia, PA 19111

║ Allergies ║

None.

║ Medications at Camp? ║

None.

║ Activity Restrictions? ║

None.

║ Emergency Contact ║

Sabrina Monroe, Mother, [phone]
Zeke Jones, Uncle, [phone]

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Got a whole tank of dopamine, flush it
You're only as low as you think, fuck it
You're never as low as you think, nah, nah, man
you're never as low as you think

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║ Nicknames ║

"Sol"
"Ana"

║ Sexual Orientation & Relationship Status ║

Solana is bisexual, but leans more towards females.
Single

║ Appearance ║

Solana is a slender black woman, standing at five feet seven inches tall and weighing in at a little over one-hundred thirty pounds. Her soft-curled, shoulder length hair is dense but yielding, and thick enough to lose your fingers in. Although having a head full of hair, Solana prefers to wear her hair in protective styles such as box braids and weaves, which allow her hair to grow quicker and healthier. While at the camp, however, she's decided to stick with her natural hair. There's a certain elegance in the way that Solana holds herself: a good posture, long confident strides and a head held high. She often looks taller than her height of 5"7 considering that she's always wearing heels when she has the chance.

Her eyes are large and almond shaped, the brown of the iris so dark that it almost appears to be black. Her eyes are fringed with long, thick lashes. She has a short, delicate nose and perfectly arched, dark eyebrows. Her face is heart-shaped; she has high cheekbones and a pointed chin. Her lips are full and always covered with a clear lip gloss. When smiling, you can see that she has two rows of perfectly white teeth, a slight overbite present. Solana typically spends about thirty minutes to an hour every morning applying a face full of makeup, but does not plan on wearing as much while at the camp.

When it comes to her fashion sense, it can be summarized as "Urban Fashion," an edgy look that reflects lifestyle, attitudes and individuality. She prefers to go to thrift shops to find clothes that she can make into something new. She has helix and lobe piercings in both of her ears, and a stud in her nose. When it comes to jewelry, Solana likes to be a bit flashy. She'll always wear her large pair of hoop earrings, along with numerous rings and bracelets.

║ Personality ║

The Positive:

• ⋗ Humorous ⫻ Solana is, more often than not, the friend that is constantly cracking jokes and/or making others laugh. She has a great sense of humor.
• ⋗ Articulate ⫻ She is well-spoken, when she wants to be.
• ⋗ Intelligent ⫻ She has both book and street intelligence; Solana has been in the top twenty of her class since middle school, and possesses knowledge and wisdom applicable in the real world.

The Negative:

• ⋗ Noncommittal ⫻ "Why is everyone so focused on 'finding the one?' We're still young, and I'm sure as hell not gonna be tied down before I get the chance to live!"
• ⋗ Straightforward/Blunt ⫻ She tends to be a little too honest with people and doesn't really stop to consider how the person she's speaking to will feel about what she has to say. "No filter."
• ⋗ Short-Tempered ⫻ Self explanatory. She gets mad very quickly, and it's hard to calm her down once she's upset.

More in depth:
If you had to describe Solana in one word, most people would choose terms along the lines of "intelligent", "free-spirited" or "witty". A textbook extrovert, Sol loves to chat with people (unless she's having a bad day, in which case she'll lean towards negativity and passive-aggression), make others laugh, and tends to be genuinely friendly. She does not shy away from talking to strangers. Solana is a seemingly calm and laid-back girl, yet is by no means a pushover. She can more than take care of herself, but is smart enough to know when to pick a fight and when to let something go. She is someone who isn't weighed down by the troubles of everyday life, is not restricted by other people's opinions, and is always herself regardless of the situation.

She is, more often than not, confident in herself and her actions, often to a fault. She is very blunt, has trouble asking for help, and hates admitting when she's wrong. When things don't go as she planned or in a positive direction, she can get frustrated very easily. Divine also has a bit of a "potty mouth," and uses profanity even when she isn't trying to. She also has a lot of trouble controlling her temper, and whenever someone pushes her to her limit, she'll snap; it will often result in her yelling a large number of obscene words, throwing objects, and even going as far as to get physical. Despite all of her shortcomings, there's no denying that Solana is usually kind and dependable. If you ask her to meet you somewhere, she will be there; if she promises to do something, she will do it; if you ask her for help, she will do everything in her power to assist. Underneath the frustrated sighs and eye-rolls lies a person who's kind and caring at the core.

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The need for change bulldozed a road down the center of my mind. - Maya Angelou

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║ My Dreams ║

"I just want to rap. I want to be able to spread my own unique message that has never been said before. This is one of the only ways I can honestly express myself without having to worry about the hassle of pretending to be who everyone else wants me to be. I love hip hop as an art, and being able to tell a story and express yourself through music by letting the world hear your thoughts is just... amazing."

║ Fears ║

• Failure
• Heights
• Cops

║ Likes ║

☑ Rap/Hip-Hop. She especially loves 80's/90's rap music; you'll often find her listening to or humming old Tupac, Biggie or Nas songs.
☑ Football ("Steelers Nation, baby!")
☑ Reading. She'll read anything besides cheesy romance novels.
☑ Good Vibes
☑ Sci-Fi
☑ Spicy foods
☑ Cannabis

║ Dislikes ║

☒ Country Music, the only exception being one Rascal Flatts song.
☒ Racism, Prejudice, Homophobia, etc.
☒ Parties. She's always been more of a "kick-back" kind of girl; she'd rather chill with a bunch of friends, smoke and vibe to some good music.
☒ Heights are a big no-no. It took a lot of deep breathing exercises for her to even step foot onto the plane to California.
☒ Sweet/Sugary snacks. Her teeth are super sensitive.
☒ Most alcoholic beverages. If it isn't flavored, she won't drink it.

║ Brief History ║

Solana was born and raised in Philly, the unplanned product of Sabrina Monroe's one night stand with a stranger whom she'd met at a bar. Rather than have his best friend raise the child alone, Zeke Jones stepped up to the plate; he did everything that a father was supposed to do for their child, but always made sure Solana knew that he was her uncle.

Like most Jamaican heritage households, the Monroe family had a very strong bond. The extended family - grandparents, aunts, uncles, nannies, and even neighbors - were all involved in Solana's upbringing. Although very strict, Solana's mother could sometimes be very fun-loving and encouraging. She pushed her to do her best, academically and athletically, and took responsibility very seriously. Since the age of five, Solana had been expected to do chores daily, all while maintaining an A average. Solana pushed her daughter to strive for perfection because nothing less would be acceptable.

By the time Solana was a teenager, she'd grown into a fine, mature young lady. She was the top in her class, the captain of her basketball team, and never broke any set rules or boundaries. That all changed, however, when she turned fourteen. She started to hang around with the "wrong crowd," as her mother would call them; a few of them were petty criminals, dope dealers, or just well-known neighborhood troublemakers. Despite having these bad reputations, however, these new friends were not all that bad; they always had each other's backs. Pretty soon, Sol began to break curfew, staying out late to smoke, drink, or run around with her friends; her grades started to slip; and the relationship between she and her mother grew dysfunctional. It was around this time, with this group of friends, that her love for rap and hip-hop really began to take off. By the time she turned seventeen, she knew exactly what she wanted to do with her life and who she wanted to become; it was all thanks to her little band of troublemakers.

When Solana finally shared her passion for music with Sabrina, the woman just wasn't having it. The way she saw it, there was no way that her only daughter would chase such a foolish dream; it would be more practical to become a doctor or lawyer. Infuriated with her daughter, Sabrina saw only one solution: Summer camp. Solana's mother hoped that this time away from her friends, or removing her from the situation, would help "straighten her back out" into the little girl she used to be. Once she was told of the camp, Solana argued about it for days, but this did not stop her mother from signing her up.

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║ Suit Assignment ║

Fill this out when we give you a suit: Hearts, Clubs, Spades, Diamonds. That will determine your cabin assignments and teams for the ten weeks at camp

║ Do you want to be here? ║

"Why in the hell would I want to spend ten whole weeks on the other side of the country with a bunch of kids I don't care to know, singing Kumbaya around a camp fire and getting sunburned?"

She does not want to be at the camp, but will do whatever she has to do in order to make the Summer go by quickly.

║ Extra information ║

FC: Zendaya ; #CA1107

What Are You Listening To?

Hogwarts 2010

_{Interacting With: @Gisk}

Michelle had little to no trouble finding an available compartment, due to being one of the first of the first years to board the train. Unlike the other first year parents, Julia's parents did not care to spend the "unnecessary time" hugging and kissing on their daughter before she went off to school. They'd never been as affectionate or tender as other parents, but Michelle knew that they loved her, nonetheless. Instead, Michelle received two quick hugs and a slight nudge towards the train. By the time she'd found a compartment and looked out of the window, her parents were gone. "Whatever," Michelle said with a roll of her eyes, reaching out to scratch her cat behind his ears. She'd decided against keeping the black cat in a carrier; Salem liked to roam freely. "We're going to have a great first year, isn't that right, Salem?" The cat purred in response and settled into the empty space next to her. "I'll take that as a yes."

Michelle looked out of the window in silence as parents said their final goodbyes to their children. Students started boarding the train, filing into their respective compartments. She couldn't help but chuckle a bit when she heard one of the other first years being rejected from the car across from hers. It was a good thing she'd arrived earlier, or she would have been in the same boat. Seconds later, the train lurched forward, and Michelle opened the compartment door just in time to see the pale young boy standing in the isle, making his way towards her car. "Hey, you can sit in here," she spoke to him, nodding her head towards the empty seat across from her, "that is, if you want to."

Hogwarts 2010

Michelle Jenkins

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Name: Michelle Julia Jenkins

Date of Birth: January 1st, 1999

Blood Status: Half-Blood

Personality: The very first word that pops into one's mind when thinking about Michelle is determination, and the second, ambition. Everyone that knows Michelle knows that whenever she puts her mind to something, it will get done, regardless of whatever obstacles she has to push through in order to do so. She is intelligent and very articulate, and her confidence is shown through her powerful mannerisms. She is generally friendly, unless you give her a reason not to be. While being confident in both herself and her actions, this is often to a fault. She is very opinionated, has trouble asking for help, and hates admitting when she's wrong. She tends to keep to herself, though is not timid, and can sometimes be sarcastic and cold towards others. She is extremely dependable, however; If you ask her to meet you somewhere, she will be there; if she promises to do something, she will do it; if you ask her for help, she will do everything in her power to assist. Underneath the frustrated sighs and eye-rolls lies a person who's kind and caring at the core.

Wand:

Redwood wood with a phoenix feather core, 12 ¼" and brittle flexibility

Redwood
Wand-quality redwood is in short supply, yet constant demand, due to its reputation for bringing good fortune to its owner. As is usually the case with wand lore, the general populace have the truth back to front: redwood wands are not themselves lucky, but are strongly attracted to witches and wizards who already possess the admirable ability to fall on their feet, to make the right choice, to snatch advantage from catastrophe.

Phoenix
This is the rarest core type. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn or dragon cores to reveal this. They show the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike. Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalize, and their allegiance is usually hard won.

House: Slytherin; While Slytherin has a bad reputation for producing Dark witches and wizards, not all Slytherins are rotten apples. You are here simply because you have high expectations and won't stop at anything to achieve your goals. Sure, you might step on a few fingers to get there, but that's a price you're willing to pay.

Pet: Salem was named after the cat from one of Michelle's favorite television shows: Sabrina the Teenage Witch. She thought it to be very ironic.

Class rankings:

Top: Flying and DADA
Middle: Charms and Transfiguration
Bottom: Herbology and Potions

History: Michelle was born on January 1st, 1999 in Liverpool to muggle-born witch Katherine Perry-Jenkins and Pure-blood Antwan Jenkins. She grew up an only child, and despite coming from a lower middle-class family, was a bit "spoiled" in result. While being a half-blood, Michelle spent more time with her non-magical side of the family than her other side. Because of this, she is no stranger to "muggle inventions" nor does she discriminate based on blood status. From a young age, Michelle has has been taught by her parents to be tough and look after herself; they told her that no one would have her back like she has her back. As a result, she has a hard time trusting others, and often times puts herself first before others.

It came as no surprise when Michelle received her Hogwarts letter. Her parents had been teaching her things that she would need to know ever since she first learned to talk, after all. She'd heard many tales of the school from her parents, both Hogwarts Ravenclaw alumni, and was eager to find out if they were actually true. She and her parents know that she will excel both academically and socially.

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The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

<sub>{"And when I breathed, my breath was lightning."}
- Black Elk
Interacting With: @Mistress Dizzy | outfit</sub>

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Jazmine and her cat idled close by the school gates, just the same as the rest of the students, not completely sure of what to do. Along the way she'd heard about some sort of assembly that all of the students were to attend, but had yet to spot any authority figures around to give them instruction. "They do seem to be a bit ill-prepared, huh Salem?" Jazmine spoke to the cat as she set her duffel bag onto the concrete; there was no reason for her to continue to carry the hefty thing if she wasn't to move from her spot on the driveway. Salem purred in response and sat next to the duffel, waiting for whenever they'd all be directed inside. While she stood, arms folded and brow raised, Jazmine took the time to observe each of the students, the first being an older woman with odd, dark patches on her skin, fiery red hair, and eyes that glowed a similar color. While she could not easily tell the abilities of some of the other students, it only took her a moment to figure out at least one ability that this young woman possessed. Just moments after she'd initiated conversation with a younger girl, however, her eyes turned to a striking green color, and the black patches began to disappear. "Interesting..." Jazmine said to herself, before redirecting her gaze to another.

Not too far away stood two young men, both appearing to be around her age. The younger boy was visually impaired, as indicated by his cane, and the older, prettier boy wore form-fitting leather pants that Jazmine imagined to be slightly uncomfortable. She let her eyes linger on the two momentarily before she turned to survey another. In just a short time span, she'd witnessed many people "show-off" their powers, a couple of heated arguments ensue, and even a large, orange yeti flying in over everyone's heads. "Looks like we'll have a lot more fun here than we expected," Jazmine spoke to herself before picking up her duffel bag once more. If they were all going to be standing in the driveway for quite some time, she figured she may as well take this as an opportunity to make someone's acquaintance. Before arriving at the academy, she'd made a pact with herself to follow her mothers advice: to at least attempt to be a bit more social than she'd ever been in the past.

It only took her a few seconds to spot someone that appeared to be friendly enough. She briskly walked towards the young lady, her dark heels clicking against the concrete and Salem following close behind. The girl had only a satchel and water jug strapped on her back, confirming Jazmine's previous suspicions that she herself, as usual, had over-packed. By the time she reached the girl, a bright smile lit up her face, and her free hand outstretched for a handshake. "Hello," she said with a slight nod of her head, "I'm Jazmine, but most just call me Jaz. And you are...?" She knew that she'd have to eventually work on her introductions.

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

Jazmine has yet to interact with anyone. I may have her speak with your Mermaid girl @Mistress Dizzy, but I won't be able to post until the morning.

What Are You Listening To?

The Academy: A school for Heroes and Villains (closed)

After quickly eating a bowl of cereal, Jazmine soon found herself on the road, the music blasting through the radio and her black Bombay cat sitting silently in the passenger seat. She had hoped to be one of the first to arrive at the academy. She even thought that she'd been successful in doing so as she pulled into the nearly vacant parking lot, but groaned once she noticed the lot of students that stood near the entrance gates. "I guess we should've left a bit earlier, huh Salem?" Jaz spoke to the cat as she took the key out of the ignition and unlocked the doors, "Hell, at least we aren't late."

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