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Daemyn Sterk said
I have ideas for my character's magical abilities, but I'll leave it blank for now and we can figure it out. I'll get the first part of my bio down, just a bit that needs to be a part of his character, but after that I can do whatever with him and we can figure out how the characters met each other and all that herr-ba-blerr. Almost done, so I'll send it over soon! :3


Whoa, you're fast with forms, aren't you? xD It always takes me forever to get my form done.

KabenSaal said
Moar Yuri.


O . O What.
Daemyn Sterk said
Sure, sounds like fun! If you'd like I can write up the app and PM it to you, and then we can figure the bond out and stuffs.


Alright, I'll be waiting for that, then.~ :3 So do you want to figure out how their abilities are going to compliment each other now, or should I just improvise while making my form?
Friday, April 10th, 11:58 PM - Old School Building

Shiori was both relieved and disappointed at the fact that nobody had seemed to notice him at the back of the group. Mostly relieved, really.

"Shiori-kun, please heeelp," he heard Rika say from beside him. Shiori stared blankly for a moment, realizing only a few seconds later she was talking to him. Oh. Right. Why was she making such a big fuss, anyway? He had never really talked to her in class, so he honestly had no idea why she was acting this way. She did seem like the dramatic type, though, judging by what he had just seen.

"You don't need help," he replied bluntly. While she did seem slightly less annoying (to him, anyway) than the others in the group, Shiori decided she still got on his nerves a little. While he ignored her for the most part, he did give her a questioning glance.

12:00 AM

The boredom was starting to get to him when he noticed one of the other students fall to the ground. He stared at her disapprovingly, wondering if she was another one of those drama queens. Shiori never had the time to finish continue his thought, as he soon felt a heavy crushing feeling on his back, followed by an overwhelming wave of nausea. Of course, he soon dropped to the ground hacking and coughing. Shiori's consciousness faded as he doubled over on the ground.
I've been stalking this thread for a few days now, soooo... yep. Hello, people.

Also, Daemyn Sterk, would you be alright if I made a character to pair up with yours? I have the perfect idea for one (he / she's probably going to be quite the jerk, though, so just a warning beforehand). xP
Friday, April 10th, 11:56PM - Old School Building

Much to Shiori's irritation, the group of people gathered in front of the building didn't show any sign of leaving anytime soon. Why had so many people turned up for this, anyway? Scowling slightly, he slunk to the back of the group, obviously not wanting to interact with the others at all. Although he was tempted to go off on his own, he admitted to himself he was rather curious what they were up to. Maybe there was some sort of... mass expedition he was missing out on. Yes. That had to be it.

There weren't any other third years there either, much to his disappointment. Shiori looked the group over, but none of them seemed to catch his attention in particular. Only the girl who had been hiding in the bush seemed to stand out from the crowd. (Of course, he was still wondering why she was in that bush in the first place...) As he overheard some of the others chatting about 'exploring', he realized he was starting to regret this decision. It was much too late to turn back now, but he decided he really didn't like this group. They're not even third years, he thought scornfully.

"Idiots," Shiori said in an irritated tone of voice. Obviously, he hadn't intended to say this very loudly, but he found his voice accidentally slipping and ended up saying it louder. Much louder.

Name: Sebastian Morton Bass
Age: 241, but looks to be somewhere around eight or nine.
Species: Vampire

Personality: The first thing others will probably notice about Sebastian, as he's quite the paranoid vampire. He has a set of keys that open various things in his bedroom - he does keep this on him at all times, however. It's also hidden inside one of the many pockets inside his jacket. Sebastian is also quite clumsy, though, which sometimes causes him to accidentally ruin his own precaution methods (he's not very forgetful, though). However, he also does have the tendency to suck up to people, and could be described as someone who's eager to please. Sebastian also hates being treated like a child, so if there's a way to get on his nerves, it's this.

Having been a vampire for quite some while now, Sebastian has no problem with killing humans for their blood. Really, by now, it's almost gotten to the point where he's starting to enjoy it. He's not picky with exactly what species the blood comes from, though - he could settle for almost any kind of blood if he's particularly hungry.

History: Sebastian has, mostly, little to no memories of his childhood. When he was a child, however, he was bitten in a vampire attack. One of his siblings was also bitten, but didn't survive the transformation. Since he can't remember when he used to be a normal human, he considers himself to be a 'pure' vampire of sorts. After he transformed, not really knowing what was going on, he managed to survive off of animal blood for a while. However, a few years later, he got the chance to taste human blood. It was by pure accident at the time, but he soon found himself not being able to resist the blood lust. Soon enough, he started turning to hunting humans as his main source of food. At first, he managed to feel some sort of guilt over this, but eventually, he found himself starting to enjoy it. Ever since then, he's managed to keep his feeding habits incognito, covering up his tracks. However, he's not always so discreet - sometimes, whether due to his own clumsiness or other circumstances. Sebastian's come close to being caught quite a few times already.

Pets: A few small fruit bats living in his room. However, he really considers them to be an extra food source than anything else, just in case he runs out of blood.

Room number: 2P
Room Description: The windows are all boarded up in what seems to be a sloppy manner, the nails hammered in crudely. (However, they seem to be holding quite nicely.) On top of that, he's also drawn the curtains (just in case). There's also a bed, although Sebastian never really sleeps on it. (He usually sleeps under it.)The walls are unpainted, but the corners have small doodles of flowers and the such. Most of them are just sketches, but a few of them have been painted over with acrylics. The few other decorations in the apartment are a tattered looking family portrait, as well as a few other antique looking trinkets here and there.
Years in the Apartments: 0 (1 month)

Any other stuff: Because he's only moved in recently, and because he's not particularly talkative, Sebastian hasn't gotten around to properly introducing himself to his neighbors yet. Since he tends to keep to himself, he's doesn't even have any clue who his neighbors are. Also, while Sebastian looks human for the most part, his fingernails are unnaturally long to the point where they're almost like claws. However, as they serve more of a utility sort of purpose than decoration, they also appear to be slightly monstrous, as they cause his hands to be slightly gnarled.
A rather disgruntled looking Shiori emerged from the classroom of 3-2, glaring as he scanned the hallway. I shouldn't have come here in the first place, should I? The boy had been staying after school for extra help, as some of his grades had been becoming more ... unacceptable as of lately. And since anything that upset his parents caused him to be upset as well, he obviously wasn't feeling the greatest the last few days. He hurriedly made his way out of the classroom towards his locker. After entering the combination to his lock, he surveyed the inside. It was, as usual, a complete mess. Shiori hastily stuffed a few of his school supplies into his bag as he rummaged through the heap of binders on top.

The boy hesitated at the window across the hallway for a split second, his gaze drifting towards the old school building. As he blinked, he thought that, for a brief moment, he saw something in the window. ...What? he thought to himself, frowning as he blinked again. As he pressed himself against the window for a closer look, Shiori quickly realized there was nothing there. He hesitantly pulled himself away from the window, starting down the hallway again. However, his eyes lingered on the old school for a few moments. All the rumors that had been floating around earlier that day started to invade his thoughts. The barricade removed, right? Wasn't that what everyone was talking about earlier?

As he heaved his backpack onto his back, he thought about the place. He himself had never really believed any of the rumors concerning the old school. After all, it was just an old school - just like any other old building. What was there to see, anyway? Ghosts? The thought nearly had him snickering (after all, who was gullible enough to buy those rumors, anyway?). Shiori doubted many of the people who heard the rumor would dare to head inside. Well, since he doubted many people were going...

What if he went into the old school tonight all by himself? Shiori pondered the thought, biting his lip as he did so. He'd already provoked his parents once, but hey, what difference did it really make? Judging from his past experiences, he concluded they would simply forgive him even if he landed himself in trouble. The boy smirked to himself, his usual arrogant look starting to come over his features. It'll just be this once, he thought, undoubtedly trying to reassure himself, I won't do anything else for a while after this, I swear. On an impulse, Shiori decided to go. If this turned out to be real, then he'd probably be in for the chance of a lifetime. If not... well, at least he tried.

So the boy dashed out of the school and, after unchaining his bike, hopped onto it. Shiori adjusted his backpack a little, then started to pedal towards the abandoned school over the hill. As he neared the building, he quickly noticed a group of other students gathered around the building plus one sneaking around the hill. He gave Rika a funny look, but ignored her for the most part. (He did faintly wonder what was up with her and her cutesy appearance, though.) However, he did eye the larger group suspiciously, his typical scowl making its way back onto his face again. Shiori eventually decided to stop on the hill and observe them for a while.
Gah, I just realized I already got accepted. Whoops... @ - @ Ahahaha, it's time to get working on that first post, eh?
I'm most definitely interested.~ :D I love killing off my characters, hehehe.
Name: Ikeda, Shiori
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Class: 3-2
Appearance:

Personality: Being spoiled as the youngest child has given Shiori a feeling of superiority over everyone around him. 'Arrogant' would be fairly accurate in describing him in this respect. Because of this, he's also quite the nitpick, and constantly criticizes others over the tiniest of details. (This is partially due to the fact he's a slight perfectionist, but it's really because of his arrogance.) He's also extremely judgmental, and any opinions he forms about a person sticks with him even if they change.

And then there's his rather irritating habit of acting like he's always right (even when he's not). Even if someone else tries to correct him, he'll just start acting all indignant and most likely start throwing a tantrum. Shiori, strangely enough, isn't scared of anything, either. Since his parents have always been there to bail him out of tough situations, he expects there to always be some sort of 'safety net' to catch him if he gets into trouble. (Also, as for hobbies, he seems to enjoy knitting in particular. Shiori's also rather attached to his pet cat.)
Biography: Shiori grew up in an average, although somewhat busy household with his parents, a pet cat and four other siblings (all older than him). His parents favored him over his siblings, and ended up spoiling him quite a lot. As a result, he's always been somewhat stuck up, considering himself to be better than everyone else. His older siblings obviously didn't like him for this, either, and took every opportunity they could to get back at him. So, even now, Shiori has an almost instinctive hatred for anyone who reminds him of his older siblings. Being spoiled like this also means he has almost no sense of responsibility whatsoever, and likes to avoid thinking it, as well (it stresses him out). The only thing he cares for at the moment are his grades, since his parents are finally starting to confront him about how mediocre they are.
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