Hitman

|| The School of Death ||

There were quite a few students present on the dock, from all corners of the world, all gathered on the deck in a shivering mess. As Luke scanned through the crowd of people, looking for somebody to approach, he spotted a girl in front of him with blonde hair, a mean-looking pistol, and a skirt that left little to the imagination. With a sudden flush overcoming his face as another girl went to help with the blonde's predicament, Luke took a few steps back. That was certainly not a high point for him.

As he moved about, his eyes flitting through the assembled people while his brain tried to make sense of the situation, a female voice spoke out, and appeared to be direct at him. “Hey, uh...any idea what we’re waiting for here?”

Luke turned to face her. She was a bit shorter than him, but not abnormally so, with black hair and features that made Luke think she was some sort of Oriental. She seemed sweet and looked to be a nice person. The blonde Scion gave a wide grin along with a shrug, thinking about his response. He had no problem with the conversation itself, but more with the English that he was about to speak. Luke had come a long way with the second language, but he was yet to achieve mastery of the English tongue. After a brief pause, he spoke with great happiness in his tone and a smile on his face. "To be honest, I have no clue what's going on," he started, his voice lilting with a slight Scandinavian accent over what was quite concise English overall- recognizably foreign, perhaps, but well-versed enough to be convincing. "I think they're waiting for everybody to get off the boats, and then they're going to give some sort of introduction?" He laughed. "At this rate, I'm going to be bored to death before the classes even start. First the boat trip, and now this."

Comforted by what seemed to be a friendly face, Luke extended his hand out to the girl. "My name's Luke Svenson. Scion from Denmark. Nice to meetcha," he ended with a flashy grin stretched across his face. "What's your name?"

Speaks to: Mei Takahashi @Reshy134
Mentions: Alexandria Vesparantus @Hammerman

|| The School of Death ||

Hider

Name

Enzo Tarantella of the House Arachne

Nicknames/Alias

The Seventh Spider

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Age: 15
Gender: Male
Nationality: Filipino
Hometown: Kuwebang Sinukuan, Mt. Arayat, Pampanga, Philippines
Date of Birth: May 21, 2002

Appearance

Black rings are somewhat visible on his eyes as evidence of his constant fatigue and exhaustion. He does have a sickly pallor to boot.

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Height: 5'6
Weight: 121 lbs
Status: Legacy

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Weapon of Choice: The Juru Pakal - A kris blade that is one of the Arachne family's treasures. It is an ornate, jet-black kris that Enzo hangs from his waist. Sturdy yet lightweight, this allows Enzo to be nimble while fighting, although, his chronic sickness makes it hard for him to maximize the blade's strength. To compensate for his lack of endurance, Enzo makes sure to lace the Juru Pakal in a neurotoxin, designed to incapacitate his opponents as quickly as possible before his own strength fails.

Magic

Trece Martires

Similar to those of the Arachne clan, Enzo shackles three spirits of those who fell in battle against the demons to his side. These spirits inhabit three individual armor sets with different specializations. Normally, Enzo can just summon the three armor-spirits and let them do battle for him. However, when push comes to shove, Enzo can also command the spirit to equip the armor on him or on allies, providing them with the armor's benefits. The armors themselves are ethereal, being treasures of the Arachne clan. Once they are damaged too much, the armor dissipates where it is slowly repaired.

Trece Martires

• Ang Panday (The Blacksmith) - this armor once belonged to a fallen blacksmith who sacrificed himself to free his people from the influence of the demons infesting his realm. His spirit lives on in the armor, and like his enduring and determined nature, the Panday is the strongest and toughest plate armor in Enzo's arsenal. It carries a longsword at its back, and its main task is to stick near to Enzo as an emergency equip. However, it is as slow and sluggish as it is tough, causing faster foes to be able to outmaneuver this spirit with little difficulty.
• Ang Datu (The Ruler) - this armor bore the spirit of a fallen datu who led his people in a bloody crusade against the creatures of the dark, ultimately allowing them to overthrow their demon captors. The Datu armor is the lightest and fastest of all the spirit-armors, possessing strength and speed above that of a normal athlete. Equipped with a pair of ornate eastern daggers, the datu is often the spirit Enzo calls for battle. If Enzo equips this armor, he also becomes faster at the expense of his already sickly energy.
• Ang Babaylan (The Priestess) - this armor held the spirit of a fallen priestess who helped in healing and binding the wounds sustained during the great war against their demon captors. While not possessing any significant defensive or offensive capabilities, this spirit-armor can still fight, similar to a normal combatant. The most notable use for this armor is that it heals whomever it is equipped on. It should be noted that the healing power is derived from Enzo's own energy.

Strengths:

• High Intelligence - Enzo is a skilled tactician, owing to his poor health which forced him to stick to literature and study. While not the smartest in his family, Enzo can definitely hold his own in devising battle tactics, strategies, and emergency protocols.
• Decent Swordsman - While his constitution is impaired, Enzo was still trained in his family's fighting tactics. He can't always hold his own against a normal fighter, but with the use of his armors, his fighting prowess is greatly increased.
• Great Wealth - As a direct member of the House Arachne, Enzo has access to a ridiculous amount of wealth, owing to his family's businesses around the world. They have connections even in the black market, but that's a story for another time.
• Calm and Analytical - It is almost impossible to tick off Enzo as he had been trained to keep a calm demeanor even in the worst of times. He almost never panics, and he can serve as a decent leader in desperate scenarios.

Weaknesses:

• Chronic Illness - Due to a strange infantile illness, Enzo is perpetually plagued with a disease that leaves him coughing and fatigued. This, as a consequence, makes him weaker than other legacies alongside reduced stamina and even energy levels.
• Overzealous and Lawful Neutral - As someone who abides by the laws without the taint of prejudice, Enzo can be quite close-minded when it comes to lawbreakers and unconventional individuals. He has little tolerance for those who do not follow protocols, and this can put him at odds with his peers.
• Weakness for Direct Combat - Enzo prefers to let his spirits do his fighting for him. While he can fight toe-to-toe with his armors equipped, he is still weaker than expected of a legacy (compared to his brothers and sisters). Even greenhorns can defeat him given enough time and tactics. Once the armors are defeated, Enzo may be as weak as a greenhorn-- sometimes, even weaker.

Fears:

• Breaking the Law - Enzo never wants to break the regulations. Any Arachne who violates the sacred tenets are expelled and disowned, something Enzo never wants to happen to him.
• Disgracing the Family Name - He has a lot to live up to. As such, Enzo is scared of other legacies, especially greenhorns, to best him in combat. This may stain his family name, and put more burden on his bloodline than he already had with his illness.
• Demons of Arayat - The idea of the demons destroying his clan is a nightmare to Enzo. He had lost a few brothers and sisters to these clawed wretches, and he would be damned if he let those fiends threaten his clan again.

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Personality: Law and order. These are the things that Enzo believes are the cornerstones of society. Black and white, there's nothing in between. Good and evil. You need to choose a side, and indecision is a side of its own.

Enzo is the personification of efficiency, doing everything in organized protocols and sequences. He dislikes deviation, even in little things such as different brands of pens and even shades of color. Enzo appreciates the company of smart and calm individuals who he can strike a conversation with; however, idiots and happy-go-lucky fools grind his gears. There's nothing more irritating than a ray of sunshine treating this entire midnight pit of a job like a game. Reapers died to keep humanity safe, and anyone who treats it as a joke is immediately put into a bad spot in Enzo's book.

Likes:

• Poetry and Singing
• People who obey the law
• Organized rooms and spaces
• Bringing justice to the oppressed
• Strangely enough, he enjoys videogames
• Planning and strategies
• Fried chicken-- he can also whip up his own batch

Dislikes:

• Lawbreakers
• Those who deviate from protocol
• Spicy foods and beef
• Unnecessary fighting and conflict
• Inefficient fools

Backstory:

'I'll protect you, Enzo.' his sister had said that day.

'Thanks.' he replied.

Ten spiders faced the demons of Arayat on a rainy October, just as the strongest typhoon of the year slammed against the Philippines. As the dark clouds spiraled with raging lightning bolts tearing at the sky above them, the Spiders of Arachne marched into the devil's crack with their familiars shackled to their sides.

Et araneo vitae,

His father had spoken the words of their house.

Et nobis protegam eam,

They answered. And, with a march, they stormed the demons' keep where a ferocious battle took place for days on end.

Enzo equipped the Datu unto him, allowing the lad to fend off two demons with a crescent slash. The darkness of the keep haunted Enzo, and the only thing to serenade him was the pained grunts of his family and the snarls of the demons they were fighting. He crashed against a nearby rocky wall, struggling to catch his breath. His poor health had always haunted him, a chronic illness which plagued him since his birth. While his brothers and sisters were already training with blades, he struggled to pick up a wooden sword. And, while they summoned their familiars with ease, Enzo bled from his nose when he even tried exerting the spell.

He was the inferior Spider, and it was only his broken pride and a need to prove himself that he even volunteered to join his family's expedition. The reality of his disability stung at the lad, causing him to burst at his parents, screaming at them to bring him with them to storm Arayat.

However, in this moment of weakness, a group of C-Class demons surrounded him. Overwhelmed, Enzo fell to the earth, but his sister, Teresa, saved him as she barreled through the horde with her minotaur familiar. Still, as valiant as Teresa's efforts were, she could not stop the relentless waves of demons to rush towards the weakened Spider, and with nothing left to do, she jumped in front of a blade meant for Enzo.

As the weakened Spider watched the life ebb from his sister's eyes, the visages of his brothers darting through the corridor and fending off the demons lulled Enzo into an exhausting nightmare which heavily affected his personality.

Though the Spiders eradicated the demons, they lost Teresa that day. From that moment forward, Enzo changed his outlook in life. He no longer rebelled and placed his family's safety above others. He accepted the fact that laws were there to protect the people, and to break them was inviting death.

He broke the rule that his family placed on him-- the rule that he should train better first before joining, and that cost his sister's life.

Accepted a year earlier at the Academy due to his experience in battling demons, Enzo now trains harder than ever to avenge the memory of his sister and to avenge the deaths of those who were killed by the things darker than them.

Hobbies/Interests:

• Enzo does like to sing, and he absent-mindedly sings different folk songs and tunes he knows.
• Strangely enough, he has grown to like video games-- if only because it allowed him to surpass his bodily limitations. He does report hackers and toxic behaviors, though.

Other:

Trece Martires Armor

The Panday

The Datu

The Babaylan

@Calatrava

awesome! looks good, you're in

This looks fun. If your still accepting i should get a character up today or tomorrow.

@ReusableSword

we are! :)

|| The School of Death ||

Intro's up. Take your time, don't worry.

|| The School of Death ||

October 1st, the first day of school for the attendees of the School of Death, had arrived.

From all around the world, ocean liners had set sail, carrying the many students that were to attend the School of Death to the island where the School was located. These ocean liners had a certain peculiarity to them- each of them was an antique, rustic design, as if the shipbuilder had seen too much of the movie "Titanic" while building the custom-made boats for the School. These ships looked cool, perhaps, but their efficiency felt like that of the 1920s classic vessel. But to Lucas, the most annoying part about the carrier boats was not the ancient look, or speed, but rather, the internal design.

The boat Lucas was on (and, as he correctly believed, the other boats in the fleet), were all designed with bodies, bodies, bodies in mind. As such, the interior of the boat had no big spaces to walk around. It had no cafeteria. No balconies. Rather, the boat only had rows and rows of rooms, and a hallway connecting them, one that Lucas tried to explore and was promptly denied access to by the man patrolling said hallway. He told the young man that his only option was to wait in the room until the journey completed, unless he had to use the ship's bathroom, until the journey was complete in about a day or so.

Needless to say, Lucas made many arbitrary trips to the bathroom that day.

Though perhaps Lucas was quite hyper, his boredom was not his fault. All of his luggage had been stored separately in the boat, and the only thing he had in his room was him, his clothes, and anything he could find in the bedroom- basically, nothing. Eventually, after many excursions to the hallway and another (even more) unpleasant encounter with the hallway guard, Luke resigned himself to laying on the bed, tapping his foot eagerly against the mattress, and soon fell asleep.

It was around 1:00 AM that night when there was a sudden but massive hurdle in the boat, like the ship had hit a really bad wave. Nearly thrown from his bed, Luke got up and looked out the window, and was surprised to see what was once the shorelines of Spain was now what appeared to be a large, oriental building on an island on a hill, surrounded by smaller, oriental-looking buildings in a village. The boat slowly pulled in a dock, before rumbling to a stop. A voice came on over the crinkly loudspeakers, inviting passengers to exit the boat and wait on the pier.

Luke rolled out of the bed, slipping on a pair of sneakers and a jacket, before hustling out of the room. The desolate hallways were now quite busy as students rushed out of the boat to freedom. Luke joined with the herd, walking down the walkway onto the dock of Death Island, what would be his new home for the coming years. Some of the students seemed rather cold, but Luke, who perhaps was used to cold air, felt quite comfortable, though he was only wearing shorts, a t-shirt, and a light jacket.

It seemed they were going to be forced to wait for a while as the administration took care of business before giving the introduction, so Luke's eyes scanned the crowd for people to talk to and meet.

When your introduction is at 1:00 AM in the bitter cold morning air, you know you're in for an interesting ride.

@Poppirious @Hammerman @Reshy134 @Double Capybara @Enzayne @Arreyis @Sanity43217 @Krytavius @La Savant @Dark Light

|| The School of Death ||

:D introducing

Death school

Drakus Vull

Drakus Vull

Nicknames/Alias: Drake
Height: 172cm
Weight: 75kgs
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Nationality: Polish
Hometown: Krakōw
Date of Birth: 21/01/02

Hider

Family: Nightburden
Status: Scion
Weapon of Choice: Kusarigama or Rapier & Parrying dagger

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Magic: Tenebris Sanguine;
This shadow magic is triggered by blood. It solidifies darkness into ‘shadow stuff’, a dangerous malleable substance that can change its properties in an instant. From soft waving and stretching tentacles to high speed razor sharp projectile daggers.
To activate this power blood must be dropped into an area of shade or darkness. This power is stronger (produces stronger shadow stuff) in darker enviroments or with the spilling of more blood.

Strengths: Influenced by demons blood, he is faster, stronger and more durable than the average human, this coupled with his altered genetics and heavy strict disciplined training make him quite the formidable opponent.
Weaknesses: Fissured reality; Drakus is sometimes haunted by visions and nightmares during his waking moments. This can cause all manner of distractions and unable to believe his own eyes, this constantly causes him to question what he see’s.
Desperation and losing control; Unable to ever make anyone proud, he still fears disappointment. He has learned to push beyond his limits to prevent failure however doing so comes at a cost of drawing on the demon blood within him and giving up some self control.
Fears: Ostracisation; to be looked down upon, considered as less, pitied, laughed at.
Madness; the fear of losing control, losing the ability to think rationally, becoming overwhelmed and driven by emotion, losing any sense of self and identity, acting inappropriately or bringing himself shame, these things scare him terribly.

Hider

Personality: Cold, distant, elitist, controlling, condescending, perfectionist. These are all terms that have been used to describe Drakus, and none of them would be wrong. Self centred he cares for little else beside his stature among others. He has known little of camaraderie or friendship but experienced a life time of hierarchy and obedience.
There is no place or time for emotions and weakness in the heart of a warrior. Discipline and riggerous training will triumph in a world where the strong rule the weak and only the fittest survive. Drakus was born a survivor.

Likes:

• Order and routine.
• Lierature
• Sharp things
• Manners and etiquette
• Heirachy

Dislikes:

• Chaos
• Excuses
• Disrespect
• Weakness
• Dirt

Backstory:

Backstory - A sad tale of a cold distorted upbringing.

Drakus is more or less essentially a creation and has always been treated as so. Less a child and more the successful results of many morally questionable experiments in a long line of failures, a living standing testament to a new age of modern science and knowledge, a purpose built commodity of deliberate design and careful specification.
There was no love to be lost in his household. Sure he was looked upon with pride, but it was not pride in his own actions or achievements but instead a self pride from the viewers eyes like that of a craftsman pleased with what he produced.
Drakus could get no credit for anything he had done or achieved, instead owing it to those that overlooked him. However failures and disappointment were always his to wear alone. He was raised by ever changing nurses, constantly monitored by scientists and educated of discipline in strict military fashion. Sure he did not have to go through this alone. He had many siblings, in a sense.

None of the children in this breeding farm knew who their mothers really were but some of the kids displayed similar appearances and or abilities. In fact most did in some way or another but they were so accustomed to it, seeing hardly anyone else, they barely recognised the signs. In the end, getting close to this family wasn’t worth it. One by one they began falling sick and eventually dying or being taken away. Often there were no goodbyes, yet still that was preferential to what else was going on with the others. A madness began to sweep over a minority, pure insanity. Sure some of it was simply unnerving babble and unpredictable erratic behaviour, but as haunting as that could be it was nothing compared to the masochistic violence that some of the children burst out with. Or the sickening displays of sadism that they unawaringly stumbled upon.

But of course such a vile place could not be sustained or remain hidden forever. The powers that be shut it down. In the end, before their separation, Drakus was one of six remaining children. It is still unknown what happened to them, if they even survived at all.

Life changed for Drakus after that point. He was adopted into a wealthy and respectable family. While taught little of demons he was still unexplainably trained in the martial arts to combat them. He had a strict regiment of daily tasks and chores followed by endless hours of repetitious drills and exercise. Still, no matter how hard he was pushed, he remained grateful. For this was far better than what had come before.

One day finally sense was made of everything. All the unasked questions were answered and he learned much of the demons, his powers and the truths of the world. It also became apparent that at least one other child had survived, up until that day anyway. Defeated by a demon. Drakus was to continue his training at the school of death, the last and truest test.

Those early years of Drakus childhood still hang with him. Unable to be forgotten they were filled with the things of other children’s nightmares. Since hell had become his norm, his nightmares had to become made of something worse. Still, as they revisit him again and again, he can’t help but notice they grow stronger and deeper every year. Drakus eternally haunted and unable to ever escape them. Even now, years later he still is plagued by the same dreams as before, now they no longer even wait for him to sleep, preying upon and terrorising him even in the wake of day. A constant torment on an already fragile mind.

Hobbies/Interests: Drakus has learnt to enjoy the familiarity of repetition. Never having had time to persue his own interests he has since found old routines to become an escape from his own mind. Therefore martial practice and training is his first hobby.
When the body is done he will sharpen the mind with books of philosophy or important literature. Always striving to remain educated and of equal stature and knowledge as those of the higher circles. Less he be considered less than them or be made a fool of on conversation.
Other: Possible plot hooks -

@Dark Light

:) Same comments as before, looks good, you can move em over

@Krytavius See above :p You're in!

I'll try to work on an intro post, seeing as everybody, sans one, is complete (@Sanity43217, don't rush, it is not imperative that you speed through to get up an arbitrary intro post).

|| The School of Death ||

@Hitman

I sent a PM with a question about the magic.
Also is my CS good or do I need to fix anything?

@Krytavius

Looks about good. Just need the magic, which I responded to.

Seems we're in the home stretch; I'll start working on an intro, but don't feel rushed.

|| The School of Death ||

the Thunderbird

Lucas Asger Svenson
Nicknames/Alias: Luke, The Thunderbird
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Nationality: Danish
Hometown: Copenhagen
Date of Birth: January 26th
Appearance: A toned young man, Luke considers himself an athlete, and his rugged build would confirm such a presumption. Luke is muscular and toned, with a robust, lean figure from years of athletic endeavors. With fair skin and golden-blonde hair that hangs at the nape of his neck, Luke has a certain look that identifies him to many as a Scandinavian person. He has piercing blue eyes and a dashing smile. His body has a few knicks and scars from minor injuries, but for the most part is skin is fairly untouched.

Height: 5’11” // 180 cm
Weight: 159 lbs // 72.12 kg
Status: Scion
Weapon of Choice: Twin daggers
Magic: Luke wields Lightning Magic, a magic that his father also wielded. Luke's typical usage of this magic is self-charging, where Luke channels the electricity through his body to increase his speed, strength, and transfer lightning through contact. Luke can also fire electric blasts, like miniature lightning bolts, but his control over that is limited and one he'd rather not pursue for the time being.

Strengths:

• Athletics/Athletic Endeavors
• Close combat
• Socially adept- loves a good talk
• Quick-thinking
• Fighting multiple opponents at once
• Dauntlessness

Weaknesses:

• Planning ahead
• Memorization/School
• Overconfidence
• Stealth/keeping to the shadows.

Fears:

• Boredom
• the Behemoth
• Losing people

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Personality:
Luke is a naturally eager, energetic, and peppy person. Luke is the type of person to always search for something to do, and hates sitting around in boredom- as such, Luke is naturally athletic and enjoys any type of activity that gets him moving and working; as he would say, his least favorite activity is sitting still.

Luke is incredibly happy-go-lucky, carefree, and nonchalant, and he seems to be in a perpetual state of bliss, an optimist before anything else that tackles any task with glee. He’s naturally courageous and dauntless, fiery as a lit match, and is almost always zestful and exuberant. Luke is an extroverted, social person, and he enjoys meeting new people and striking up conversation. Luke hates loneliness almost as much as he hates boredom, and most of the activities he enjoys involve other people- hence, he tries to spend as much time doing things with other people as he can. Luke is naturally inquisitive with other people, perhaps annoyingly so to some, but it’s normally with good intentions over anything else, and Luke enjoys trying new things and exploring new areas that he’s unfamiliar with.

Luke is certainly not a stupid person- he’s actually a very clever quick thinker- but he lacks in other academic pursuits, especially those that involve memorization and intense math, where Luke finds a great deal of struggling.

When in combat, Luke's personality seems to remain unchanged- he fights with a bounce in his toes and a smile on his face. Luke tends to throw battle strategy aside in favor of head-on charges, taking on any opponent the same way, oozing boldness and confidence in every punch. This confidence is a bit of a weak spot for him- while not necessarily arrogant, Luke tends to throw everything he has into every fight with the belief that he has enough talent to make every battle work. That being said, Luke is not a sore loser- while having a slight competitive edge, he appreciates a good match and respects the results.

Luke is a surprisingly innocent, almost naive person at heart, with a very black-and-white worldview. Demons bad, people good, et cetera, et cetera. He's also caring to a fault, a very sweet person that always seems to be on the lookout for people that need help, and he's always more than willing to give his friends aid. He's fiercely protective, to an almost aggressive extent, and will fight for his friends and family with great zeal.

Luke is a fun-loving person overall, a talkative, friendly, dynamic young man that can make a great friend.

Likes:

• Sports
• Fighting anything
• Hanging out
• Sugary drinks
• Video games
• Anything that involves moving
• Most of the people at the school, tbh

Dislikes:

• Demons
• Sitting still
• Movies (for the above-listed reason)
• Homework/academics
• Awkward silences

Backstory:
Luke was born the child of Asger Svenson and Anna Knudsen, both graduates of the School of Death and rather accomplished Reapers, though each with differing views on the School. Asger was an on-duty Reaper, working as part of a task force that hunted Behemoths that posed a threat to humans, and was passionately focused on hunting Demons. Anna, on the other hand, had retired from the line of fire and worked in a local clinic, believing that the Society was a danger to their family.

Anna was proven correct when an operation went sour and Asger, along with 12 other Reapers, were killed in a disastrous mission to slay a rampant Behemoth in Indochina. Her worst fears confirmed, Anna longed to shelter her remaining kin, her son Luke, from the dangers of the world.

This did not end up working out much for Anna. Luke took an immediate interest to sports, playing quite a few of them in his local leagues and such, but also took heed of his father’s life and career as a Demon hunter, and was quite interested in that as well. Training himself to throw punches and kicks, Luke became a talented, though unprofessional, fighter. He also took great steps to make sure he was in good physical shape. That being said, Luke did not devote all his time to training- he had a whole slew of friends and went to plenty of parties and engaged in plenty of social activities. Anna saw him enjoying his life, but feared his 16th birthday.

When that day came, and the letter did come in, Luke was a well-built, dedicated young man that desired to follow his father’s footsteps- and Anna saw she could not change that. So Luke packed his bags and left for the School of Death, ready to walk down the path to become a Reaper.

Hobbies/Interests:
Ill finish this at some point haha
Other:

|| The School of Death ||

the Thunderbird

Lucas Asger Svenson
Nicknames/Alias: Luke, The Thunderbird
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Nationality: Danish
Hometown: Copenhagen
Date of Birth: January 26th
Appearance: A toned young man, Luke considers himself an athlete, and his rugged build would confirm such a presumption. Luke is muscular and toned, with a robust, lean figure from years of athletic endeavors. With fair skin and golden-blonde hair that hangs at the nape of his neck, Luke has a certain look that identifies him to many as a Scandinavian person. He has piercing blue eyes and a dashing smile. His body has a few knicks and scars from minor injuries, but for the most part is skin is fairly untouched.

Height: 5’11” // 180 cm
Weight: 159 lbs // 72.12 kg
Status: Scion
Weapon of Choice: Twin daggers
Magic: Luke wields Lightning Magic, a magic that his father also wielded. Luke's typical usage of this magic is self-charging, where Luke channels the electricity through his body to increase his speed, strength, and transfer lightning through contact. Luke can also fire electric blasts, like miniature lightning bolts, but his control over that is limited and one he'd rather not pursue for the time being.

Strengths:

• Athletics/Athletic Endeavors
• Close combat
• Socially adept- loves a good talk
• Quick-thinking
• Fighting multiple opponents at once
• Dauntlessness

Weaknesses:

• Planning ahead
• Memorization/School
• Overconfidence
• Stealth/keeping to the shadows.

Fears:

• Boredom
• the Behemoth
• Losing people

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Personality:
Luke is a naturally eager, energetic, and peppy person. Luke is the type of person to always search for something to do, and hates sitting around in boredom- as such, Luke is naturally athletic and enjoys any type of activity that gets him moving and working; as he would say, his least favorite activity is sitting still.

Luke is incredibly happy-go-lucky, carefree, and nonchalant, and he seems to be in a perpetual state of bliss, an optimist before anything else that tackles any task with glee. He’s naturally courageous and dauntless, fiery as a lit match, and is almost always zestful and exuberant. Luke is an extroverted, social person, and he enjoys meeting new people and striking up conversation. Luke hates loneliness almost as much as he hates boredom, and most of the activities he enjoys involve other people- hence, he tries to spend as much time doing things with other people as he can. Luke is naturally inquisitive with other people, perhaps annoyingly so to some, but it’s normally with good intentions over anything else, and Luke enjoys trying new things and exploring new areas that he’s unfamiliar with.

Luke is certainly not a stupid person- he’s actually a very clever quick thinker- but he lacks in other academic pursuits, especially those that involve memorization and intense math, where Luke finds a great deal of struggling.

When in combat, Luke's personality seems to remain unchanged- he fights with a bounce in his toes and a smile on his face. Luke tends to throw battle strategy aside in favor of head-on charges, taking on any opponent the same way, oozing boldness and confidence in every punch. This confidence is a bit of a weak spot for him- while not necessarily arrogant, Luke tends to throw everything he has into every fight with the belief that he has enough talent to make every battle work. That being said, Luke is not a sore loser- while having a slight competitive edge, he appreciates a good match and respects the results.

Luke is a surprisingly innocent, almost naive person at heart, with a very black-and-white worldview. Demons bad, people good, et cetera, et cetera. He's also caring to a fault, a very sweet person that always seems to be on the lookout for people that need help, and he's always more than willing to give his friends aid. He's fiercely protective, to an almost aggressive extent, and will fight for his friends and family with great zeal.

Luke is a fun-loving person overall, a talkative, friendly, dynamic young man that can make a great friend.

Likes:

• Sports
• Fighting anything
• Hanging out
• Sugary drinks
• Video games
• Anything that involves moving
• Most of the people at the school, tbh

Dislikes:

• Demons
• Sitting still
• Movies (for the above-listed reason)
• Homework/academics
• Awkward silences

Backstory:
Luke was born the child of Asger Svenson and Anna Knudsen, both graduates of the School of Death and rather accomplished Reapers, though each with differing views on the School. Asger was an on-duty Reaper, working as part of a task force that hunted Behemoths that posed a threat to humans, and was passionately focused on hunting Demons. Anna, on the other hand, had retired from the line of fire and worked in a local clinic, believing that the Society was a danger to their family.

Anna was proven correct when an operation went sour and Asger, along with 12 other Reapers, were killed in a disastrous mission to slay a rampant Behemoth in Indochina. Her worst fears confirmed, Anna longed to shelter her remaining kin, her son Luke, from the dangers of the world.

This did not end up working out much for Anna. Luke took an immediate interest to sports, playing quite a few of them in his local leagues and such, but also took heed of his father’s life and career as a Demon hunter, and was quite interested in that as well. Training himself to throw punches and kicks, Luke became a talented, though unprofessional, fighter. He also took great steps to make sure he was in good physical shape. That being said, Luke did not devote all his time to training- he had a whole slew of friends and went to plenty of parties and engaged in plenty of social activities. Anna saw him enjoying his life, but feared his 16th birthday.

When that day came, and the letter did come in, Luke was a well-built, dedicated young man that desired to follow his father’s footsteps- and Anna saw she could not change that. So Luke packed his bags and left for the School of Death, ready to walk down the path to become a Reaper.

Hobbies/Interests:
Ill finish this at some point haha
Other:

|| The School of Death ||

Yep, go ahead.

Should have my own character up in a day or so

|| The School of Death ||

Concept time, woo. I actually need some time to rewrite this later, since, uh, I am quite busy this weekend, but this is the overall gist, if it doesn't work I can make someone new.

Burgundian Heiress

Name: Déborah Nibelung
Nicknames/Alias:
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Nationality: French
Hometown: Dijon
Date of Birth: 9/9
Appearance:

Height: 1.80cm
Weight: 70kg
Status: Scion

Weapon of Choice: Rapier and Pistol
Magic: Antikythera Data Magic
Clairvoyance and precognition based on information storage, crossing data, finding patterns.

Strengths:
She is always somewhat prepared no matter the situation. Even if the enemy she is facing is entirely new and has no recorded weak points, Antikythera still helps with acts such as aiming and dodging.
Deborah herself is a clever and willful girl, very outgoing and self-assured, she has a strong presence.

Weaknesses:
She needs proper back-up, Antikythera is a great source of information, but sometimes that information will come out as inevitable defeat if what she needs to do is beyond the limits of her body, which is not physically enhanced by magic.
Deborah comes out as aloof and hard to approach, she has a hard time chit-chatting about the more casual topics and she does not take well to people who act irrational, though her interpretation of what counts as that is quite wide.

Fears:
The biggest one is, of course, the 0% chances and dead ends she can detect with her magic, especially when she isn’t sure it's just an issue with the way she is using the magic.
She fears regret a whole lot, not making the right decision and suffering for that.
She also fears boredom, a dangerous reality when her magic takes away the joy of a lot of things.

Personality:
Deborah is a confident and elegant sort of woman, looking a few years above her age, she is the type of person who always seems to have a smile on her face yet rarely seems warm to anyone. She might seem like a no-nonsense type, which she is for important topics, but in truth, she is actually quite likely to get completely fascinated by the simplest of things, especially if it's something the Antikythera ‘s analysis can’t ruin for her. She doesn’t care about house prestige, only personal distinction, after all, being the ancestor of a great fisherman won’t put a single fish in your plate, as such she is quite friendly to greenhorns (in her own distanced way) despite having the looks of someone who would despise them, provided they, of course, accept she knows what is best, as she doesn’t take criticism very lightly.

Likes:
Ancient cultures
Sparring
Gardens
Fashion
Fleur and style
Good food
Chill and cute games

Dislikes:
Bring up family history
Disagreement without reason
Arrogance
Utilitarian thoughts
Brutishness
Movies, TV series, most games, TV sports, most books

Backstory:
Despite being a Scion family, Deborah’s house is an ancient one, with ties all the way down to ancient Greece as a cadet branch of Strigiform. The branching happened over a desire to simplify and standardize the clairvoyance and precognition magic traditional to the house, culminating in the Antikythera machine. Her family has been historically very reserved, yet somewhat infamous, as in the past they were very keen on stopping magic from being used for political reasons, which mostly dealt with corrupted nobles, though could also include, say, a certain French national heroine and saint, as the perceived crime was not siding with demons, but using any sort of magic against normal humans.

All this was long past by the time Deborah was born, however, and she grew in a house of great wealth and isolation, her family was lenient towards behavior, always a bit indulgent, but very strict in their lessons and demands, nothing below exceptional was acceptable. Deborah didn’t mind that, from a young age she found joy in success and the act of exploring her magical powers to be quite interesting.

Internal tournaments between members of the house were common, and Deborah quickly rose among the ranks with the clever use of the Antikythera magic, establishing herself quickly as one of the rising heirs to the family. Her house hadn’t gone to the School of Death for a few generations, preferring to keep training homegrown, so it was a bit of a shock when the girl announced her intention to apply to the school.

Hobbies/Interests:
Gardening
Programming
Drawing

Other:
Thanks to her magic, she can quickly learn the basics of languages or basic skills, the more she interacts with it, the more data is added to the Antikythera library. This is limited however in the sense she can just copy what she saw, it takes time to actually learn something so she can create new things. (As in, she can play certain memorized songs on a piano, but can’t compose something new)

@Double Capybara

Go ahead! Looking solid.

I'm working on my sheet now. ^^ It's almost done just thinking about her background.

Edit- I *think* she's done. Lemme know if I need to buff her up a little more, or if the idea doesn't work.

Ryanne Thomas

Name: Ryanne Thomas

Nicknames/Alias:Ry

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Nationality: American

Hometown: Midland-Odessa, Texas

Date of Birth: May 5

Appearance:


Weight: 120 lbs

Status: Greenhorn

Weapon of Choice: Unsure- So far only hand to hand combat is known.

Magic: Ryanne’s magic will manifest in clear or light yellow colors, and manipulates the vibrations of objects and at higher intervals people and animals, as well as lets her hear vibrations that occurred in the past. In essence, she can hear back in time via the memory the objects have of vibrations they picked up. This does not give her sight, and she can only go back up to fifteen minutes. During the time that she is doing this she needs complete silence in the present, as any vibrations from footsteps or voices will disturb what she is trying to hear from the past.

Strengths: Although Ryanne is mostly blind, she has incredible hearing, sense of smell, and touch. Her father taught her basic hand to hand combat and how to sense what direction an opponent may be coming from by listening to the air and objects around her.

Weaknesses: Ryanne is mostly blind, so without voice indicators she cannot typically sense how a person is feeling or what they are thinking, and is unable to describe people outside of their voice or how heavy they sounded.

Fears: Water, hearing loss, people thinking she is a pity case and not worthy of going to the school.

Personality: Ryanne is aloof at first, but once she becomes comfortable around others she opens up. She is a sweet and caring girl, but her lack of sight means she is sometimes awkward in social situations. She is quick witted, having grown up in a boring area she listened to a lot of comedy albums and learned how to be funny to ease tension in a room. She hates when people think she needs help or that she cannot do certain things because of her lack of eyesight.

Likes: Soft and fuzzy textures, low volume music, sitting in a garden or on a balcony in silence so she can listen to nature. Flowery smells and the smells of good food cooking. She LOVES candy.

Dislikes: Burnt or rotting food smell, as it clogs up her nose and makes it harder to smell for a while. Loud noises and crowds. Overly-solicitous people trying to ‘help’ her.

Backstory: Born in Midland-Odessa to a wealthy oil investor, Ryanne grew up in a well to-do family. She never really cared about this much, as her sight was gone by the time she was twelve so things that money can buy don’t interest her. Her father always told her that somewhere way way back in their family line there was a magic user, but until she received an invitation to attend the school she had always thought it was just a story. Knowing that she would be blind at an early age, her father invested early in teaching her self-defense. He never wanted her to be taken advantage of because of her lack of sight.

Hobbies/Interests: Though she cannot see, she can feel, and using this Ryanne paints. Using the textures of thick splotches of paint to create what she thinks things look like based on memory and feel. She also likes to write, and has a special laptop for typing in brail.

Other: She has a specially trained dog that helps her get acclimated to new places. He is a black lab named George and wears a special halter with a handle and a vest marking him as a service animal. He is not especially needed for her to get around, but he does make it so that she can relax slightly in new places.

@Arreyis

I'm always iffy with blind characters in this type of RP, but considering the magic aspect, I'll roll with it. :)

Here is my submission. Can change if necessary. Also, pretty fun that @Arreyis and Vanessa could eventually complement eachother... Chuckled when I saw it.

Vanessa Knight

Name: Vanessa Knight

Age: 16
Gender: Female

Nationality: American
Hometown: N/A
Date of Birth: 3rd November, 2002
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 134 lbs.
Status: Greenhorn

Weapon of Choice: Assault Rifle, Bayonet, Knuckledusters

Magic: Though Vanessa arguably has no connection or skill in anything magical, were such a thing to manifest, it might just take the form of an ability to enhance her senses, specifically her vision. Such a thing might even let her see creatures through their supernatural disguises, in the dark, in a storm. But who knows? It's not like she can do any magic!

Strengths:
Vanessa has a sharp eye and is effectively skilled enough to take an inpromptu position as a close-range sniper or point girl. She's strong and capable, with an impressive physique even before her admission. What she lacks in extra-natural ability she makes up for with undying determination and hard-nosed competence. She is a survivor and will look for the solution rather than worry about what might happen.

Weaknesses:
She appears to have little or no connection to the magical arts whatsoever, owing, at the very least, to never having had any talent activated. As such, she is immediately at a disadvantage when the magics come out, and without her weapons or restrained, there isn't much she can do. People could also theoretically make her zone out by talking about her parents.

Fears:
Vanessa has seen her worst fear come to life. Now she fears that the demons will overrun the earth. Deep down, Vanessa is intensely scared of demons - the more inhuman-looking, the worse they are. And, without any apparent reason, cats.

Personality:
The perfect picture of a put-upon war survivor, Vanessa is generally quiet and frowning. She has issues relaxing, and can generally be found looking for the exits and the best places for an ambush whenever she enters a new place. She is often on guard and tense, and has issues with standing up for herself in other ways than getting physical.

Likes:
Hunting Demons
Guns
Assertiveness
Results
Justice
The Truth

Dislikes:
Demons
Making fun of her heritage
Derision
Unprofessional behavior
Staying in one place for too long

Backstory:
Vanessa is the daughter of Lieutenant Reginald Knight, an army officer stationed in the Oceanic region. She moved around with him for most of her young life, adopting the style and knowledge of your regular nomadic military daughter.

Approximately two years ago, all contact was lost with the latest such of her homes, when the base on an island in the Pacific suddenly went silent. Investigation revealed a mass of blood and burnt buildings. Only a handful of survivors were found, two of which have since gone missing. Vanessa was found during day two of the investigation effort, locked in a basement with a whole arsenal of guns, covered in blood and clutching a knife in desperation. Few bodies were ever discovered in the area, but there can be - should be - no argument about what terrible events transpired to exterminate a whole base of soldiers.

On interrogation, Vanessa let slip that she fought back. Whatever transpired in the rest of the interview, it was enough to put her on the interest list, despite having no apparent lineage to speak of. Now she is at the school with nothing but trinkets from her past life.

Hobbies/Interests:
Training / Athletics
Competitive Video Games
Above-average paced Music

@Enzayne

Looks good!

I hope everything's alright with the charry ^_^

Alexander Grossem

Name: Alexander Grossem
Nicknames/Alias: Alex
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Nationality:British
Hometown:Kendal
Date of Birth: 12th of January 2003
Appearance:
Height: 5'8
Weight: 9 stone 4 pounds
Status:Green horn
Weapon of Choice: Hunting Rifle

Magic: Whilst he's completely unaware of what magic is truly capable of or how it takes hold in people - the day will eventually come where his own magical capabilities manifest to make him a daunting stalker of his prey - his footsteps and breathing, indeed all audible sounds that usually emanate from a living being seem to cease - even his hearth beat and pulse, his very presence seems to dissolve from reality, unless he made a sudden move or action you'd never think he was there - perfect for a hunter.

Strengths:

• Peerless Tracker: Years of experience hunting the local wildlife and the teachings from his father has granted Alex the capability to track both person and animal alike, it won't take much to translate this skill into the tracking of demons however.
• Artisan: Has a wide array of crafting skills in regards to wood work and is quite capable to jury-rig some sort of useful tool out of whatever materials are on hand.
• Relentless Hunter: Long nights of tracking and hunting that have spanned over years with his father has allowed Alex to go that bit further when supplies run out - he can keep a steady pace over excessively long distances with little need to rest.

Weaknesses:

• Shattered World View: Magic and demons were things of fantasy to Alex, anyone who actually believed in that nonsense was a lunatic in his mind, regardless of whatever strange or fantastical event happened in the world there was always a rational explanation for it.
  The impact of how wrong he was when the time came was stark- he's not entirely sure what's real anymore and has become increasingly cynical because of it.
• Solitary: Alex has never been one for socialising or making friends, he's comfortable with silence and enjoys being alone with his thoughts - of course he won't be rude, if someone starts talking to him then he will make friendly conversation, but in the end it's his alone time that he seeks.
  Needless to say, this can make him difficult in situations that require team work, especially if he's the one who has to lead, he was designed to follow orders or his own path - not lead it for others.
• Budding Sadist: Alex is fighting a losing fight within his own mind - he hunts because he has to, the meat and pelts provide for the family in terms of food and money, but he enjoys it - of course that could be said that there's nothing innately wrong with that, hunting after all is regarded as a sport for some people.
  Unfortunately, Alex doesn't relish the kill rather he's beginning to find that he enjoys spectating the beasts final moments in this world before he ends their suffering.
  He knows this is not right, he knows that this is not something he should enjoy - but there's something intoxicating about that feeling, Alex hopes that this new life he's about to lead won't lead to this feeling he gets to develop.

Fears:

• Enclosed spaces
• When the hunter becomes the hunted - ironically he can't stand being subject to another being stalking him for once, typically that means he's failed as a tracker and hunter.
• Land Locked - He likes his feet placed firmly on solid ground preferably at all times - tall buildings, bridges, flying, swimming, sailing etc.
• Failure - When he was growing up, failure carried a hefty price, especially when he was on the hunt - the fear of failing an incurring the wrath of a person that is no longer there to inflict still haunts him.
• Himself - Alex is afraid of what he may become.

Personality: Alex is quite reclusive, he enjoys his own personal space and time and spends far too much of that time lost in his own thoughts, by nature he is inquisitive but rarely actual asks out-loud about the thought going on in his head.
That being said it's not impossible, or indeed difficult for him to form a connection with someone, but it's frail and requires a lot of work from the both parties for it to stay strong - it would not mean a lot if he started making friends with someone and then just stopped talking to them, and vice versa - if it breaks down on the other side, then chances are Alex will not make the attempt to try and fix it on his side.
He's quiet, Alex always speaks softly and only in extreme circumstances would he raise his voice, it's reasonable to assume that Alex is unable to be angry or loud after getting to know him, it simply doesn't seem to fit with his nature or his way of talking.
On rare occasions however, there are people who catch Alex's interest, and these standards are subverted. Alex acts completely different to people he's personally taken a shine to - the difference is so stark that one would think that it's a completely different person, admittedly this happens rarely but of the few friends Alex has accumulated throughout his life they've all been people that Alex has been interested in, in a sense it's quite an honour to see this side of him, because you can guarantee one thing if you ever see that side of him; he will always be there for you.
Likes:

• Dogs
• Cooking
• Reading
• Relaxing Music
• Nature

Dislikes:

• Loud and obnoxious people
• Crowds
• Reckless or Aggressive people
• Humid environments
• Vegetables (especially sweetcorn - it physically makes him sick if he eats it)

Backstory: Alex has lived a difficult life so far, his home town is located within the Lake district of England a large expanse of hills, lakes, forests and farmland, it's a prime place to hunt wildlife and of course, to poach. And that is exactly what Alex's father did, whilst his mother was a GP at the local doctors.
Between the pair of them they made a enough money to live very comfortably in what was really a isolated town that took a few hours drive to the nearest city.
Alexander spent most of his youth traipsing around the countryside with his father, a task that was laborious at first but quickly grew on him, it wasn't long before he spent most of his time outdoors just exploring the local countryside and getting familiar with landmarks so he always knew where he was, and if needs be created his own markers to help guide himself.
Alex's father was a strong influence on him, but their relationship was more of an apprentice/master relationship than it was a father/son one, it was frosty at the best of times as well, Alex barely kept up with the expectations his father had of him, this relationship forged Alex into the person he is today.

Unfortunately Alex's mother was rarely around to break into the life that he was going through, she was engrossed in her work, and rarely had time for... trivial matters.
School had become a break for Alex, which was the opposite for everyone else - to him it was a break from what he went through every day, and as a result he excelled at practically every aspect of academia, which in turn resulted in his admission to the School of Death, his skills as a hunter on top of his academic achievements made him a prime candidate, but of course this came with it many problems on his home front.
As of now, Alex is disowned and in a way, this new school acted as a completely new life and a fresh start for him, despite being thrust into a mysterious and dangerous world he was eager to try and change some aspects of himself that he had grown to hate.
Hobbies/Interests:

• Woodwork - Whittling, making objects from wood like statues and the kind.
• Watching TV - Alex's life has been largely free of technology and is using this opportunity to explore it, he really like watching TV.
• Playing the Violin

@Poppirious

Definitely an interesting idea! Good character, can't wait to see it!