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Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Outside
Skills: N/A

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The walk was quiet, contemplative almost. Constance kept close to Tony, to keep the rain off them both, and to keep warm. She also did still feel safest close to him, and relaxed a bit with every step. She knew the conversation to come would be a difficult one, but it would be easier to know that they weren't alone in this.

To her surprise it was Ralph that broke the ice, and addressed what was on their mind. He brought up the fact that Millicent had been the one to realize it first, and that they had learned some things. She did nod as he said that they were being blackmailed and was about to confirm that she was also being blackmailed when Sam spoke up.

She looked a bit stunned at that and blinked. Did Sam not really realize that the gentleman with them was the very same Ivanna, the drag queen? Thankfully, Millicent addressed it and she let out a soft sigh. "Sam, now that we've had that cleared up for you, may we turn back to the topic at hand? Yes, the blackmail is why we suggested this outing. Tony and I realized this morning after a few things that something here was very wrong, and well, we confessed to one another that someone here is blackmailing us. It seems that most, if not, all of us here are. We figured Renee was as well and that might be why..." She trailed off, not wanting to address what they all knew about Renee's fate. She hoped that would help steer the conversation back on track.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Haven
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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The world splintered and shattered , and Willow could remember the first time she had tried anything like this before. Her Tia had made a drink, something the people of the forest would drink, and it would enhance their senses. Willow had let the bitter liquid coat her tongue and it had helped her with her sight. It had bothered her so much, keeping her awake day and night, plaguing her with visions. It was the first time it had bothered her so much since it had awakened, and so, her Tia had hoped the brew would help her control it for a bit.

As the cracks formed in her vision, Willow found herself tracing them with her fingers, making patterns in the air in front of her. However, they turned from jewels to admire, music to enjoy, horror snuck in. She could smell the crackling fire, hear the woman's frantic words, and feel the heat from the fire.

She started to scream and ran from her own visions, even as they chased her, and she ran in towards a save haven, any safe haven. The beautiful golden dragon stood out to Luna, a beautiful beacon of hope, especially since it was holding its occupant so preciously, so tenderly.

Wings fluttered out from under her outfit, beautiful enormous wings that were meant to clearly support the tall woman, and in a blink of an eye, she took off, and was soon in the rafters, and looked at the dragon with the expression of fear, terror and begging. "Please... let me be safe with you too."

Camp Lava Lake

Marco DePaulo

Marco DePaulo

”To love is the greatest thing of all.”

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Basic Information

Full Name: Marco DePaulo
Other Names: Flower (Em only), Mark (Hated nickname)
Pronouns: He/Him
Age: 19
Birthday: 2/14
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Yes (Pansexual)

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Appearance

Marco is always well dressed, well groomed, and well kept. He usually wears nice jeans, a nice shirt and his leather jacket most days. He usually is out with Em, and he does have a small rose tattoo on his right ankle that is usually covered up by his socks.

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Personality

Self-Perception: Marco thinks that sometimes he doesn’t really deserve Emily, since she’s much more outgoing than he is at times. He does think that he is friendly and he is caring, but sometimes he wonders if that is just because he knows if he doesn’t present as such that he might get in trouble.

Presentation: Marco presents as friendly and charismatic, and as reliable. He makes sure that he doesn’t let people judge him by his skin color, or their perception of his skin color. He also makes sure to present as fashionable and knowledgeable about fashion as that’s the career path he wants to go into.

Fears: Losing Em is the top fear of his life. He’s always been with Em as long as he can remember and losing her would devastate him. The other fear is people thinking he’s just nothing more than his skin color and attacking him for it.

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History

Marco was raised by a struggling single father, whose career was stalled by the fact that he was stuck with a baby boy after a short love affair. His father did truly love him, and worked hard, but Marco was half raised by Em’s mom, and the two have been close since their early childhood when they met in preschool. Em always defended Marco, and Marco was always there to help Em look presentable, and shower her with love.

Marco grew up with an interest in fashion due to both of his parents, and decided to go into fashion design as a young teen, and also realized he had feelings for his life long friend. They started dating and even got into the same university together. However, things went sour when Marco was accused of a crime that he hadn’t committed and no one was on his side aside from his family. Thankfully he wouldn’t have to do the community service alone, since his beloved decided to join him.

Relationships:
Emily Richardson - Marco’s world, love, partner, and life long friend. They met in preschool, and became fast friends. Em’s mom would watch Marco while his father worked several jobs as a single father, especially as he got busier as Marco got older. They started dating in their early teens, and have been together ever since.

Aster Luixe- They met in college, and while Marco thinks the guy is well dressed and well put together, his people skills could use some help. That’s where Marco comes in. They’re friends, and Marco hopes he can help soften some of Aster’s jagged edges.

Education: Marco currently, or up until recently, attended UBC. He was majoring in Fashion, and was looking to design clothing. It is up in the air if he gets to continue his education.

Crime: Marco didn’t actually commit any crime. He was working at the boutique fashion shop he worked part-time at when someone claimed he shoplifted. Being half-black, he didn’t stand a chance. He was arrested, booked, persecuted and sent to do this community service project instead of serving time. The only upside is that his life partner decided to commit crime to serve time with him.

Camp activity: Cooking, Helps with Arts and Crafts, Crashes Hikes

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Knowledge and Skills

• Fashion
• Cooking
• Time Management
• Anger Management
• Skin care
• Sewing
• Singing

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Incompetencies

• Gardening (He leaves that to Em)
• Money Management
• Poetry
• Driving (Public Transportation is so much easier)
• First Aid
• Keeping Em from Punching a Bitch

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Extras

Face claim name: Dudley O’Shaughnessy
Hex code: Purple
Song: I Will Buy You A New Life- Everclear

Camp Lava Lake

Marco DePaulo

Marco DePaulo

”To love is the greatest thing of all.”

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Basic Information

Full Name: Marco DePaulo
Other Names: Flower (Em only), Mark (Hated nickname)
Pronouns: He/Him
Age: 19
Birthday: 2/14
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Yes (Pansexual)

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Appearance

Marco is always well dressed, well groomed, and well kept. He usually wears nice jeans, a nice shirt and his leather jacket most days. He usually is out with Em, and he does have a small rose tattoo on his right ankle that is usually covered up by his socks.

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Personality

Self-Perception: Marco thinks that sometimes he doesn’t really deserve Emily, since she’s much more outgoing than he is at times. He does think that he is friendly and he is caring, but sometimes he wonders if that is just because he knows if he doesn’t present as such that he might get in trouble.

Presentation: Marco presents as friendly and charismatic, and as reliable. He makes sure that he doesn’t let people judge him by his skin color, or their perception of his skin color. He also makes sure to present as fashionable and knowledgeable about fashion as that’s the career path he wants to go into.

Fears: Losing Em is the top fear of his life. He’s always been with Em as long as he can remember and losing her would devastate him. The other fear is people thinking he’s just nothing more than his skin color and attacking him for it.

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History

Marco was raised by a struggling single father, whose career was stalled by the fact that he was stuck with a baby boy after a short love affair. His father did truly love him, and worked hard, but Marco was half raised by Em’s mom, and the two have been close since their early childhood when they met in preschool. Em always defended Marco, and Marco was always there to help Em look presentable, and shower her with love.

Marco grew up with an interest in fashion due to both of his parents, and decided to go into fashion design as a young teen, and also realized he had feelings for his life long friend. They started dating and even got into the same university together. However, things went sour when Marco was accused of a crime that he hadn’t committed and no one was on his side aside from his family. Thankfully he wouldn’t have to do the community service alone, since his beloved decided to join him.

Relationships:
Emily Richardson - Marco’s world, love, partner, and life long friend. They met in preschool, and became fast friends. Em’s mom would watch Marco while his father worked several jobs as a single father, especially as he got busier as Marco got older. They started dating in their early teens, and have been together ever since.

Aster Luixe- They met in college, and while Marco thinks the guy is well dressed and well put together, his people skills could use some help. That’s where Marco comes in. They’re friends, and Marco hopes he can help soften some of Aster’s jagged edges.

Education: Marco currently, or up until recently, attended UBC. He was majoring in Fashion, and was looking to design clothing. It is up in the air if he gets to continue his education.

Crime: Marco didn’t actually commit any crime. He was working at the boutique fashion shop he worked part-time at when someone claimed he shoplifted. Being half-black, he didn’t stand a chance. He was arrested, booked, persecuted and sent to do this community service project instead of serving time. The only upside is that his life partner decided to commit crime to serve time with him.

Camp activity: Cooking, Helps with Arts and Crafts, Crashes Hikes

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Knowledge and Skills

• Fashion
• Cooking
• Time Management
• Anger Management
• Skin care
• Sewing
• Singing

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Incompetencies

• Gardening (He leaves that to Em)
• Money Management
• Poetry
• Driving (Public Transportation is so much easier)
• First Aid
• Keeping Em from Punching a Bitch

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Extras

Face claim name: Dudley O’Shaughnessy
Hex code: Purple
Song: I Will Buy You A New Life- Everclear

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Haven
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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Willow could tell she might have intruded upon something, but was glad that the other woman, Annika, (she wasn't sure where the name came from, but maybe a glimpse? She wouldn't mind if that was true,) offered her a candy in turn. Willow offered up her favorite color and they exchanged the candies. She gently took the purple and green orb into her hands and turned it over.

It was too tempting to peer and see what effects the candy might have on her person. She could already see around the room that they were having effects on the others that had taken them of varying effects. However, she didn't want to see tonight. Tonight was about having fun and connecting with her covenmates and fellow students. She held up the candy and then put it between her teeth. She crunched down on the orb and then took a swig of her sangria to follow it all down.

She could feel what could only be described as an electrical sensation run up and down her spine, causing all the little hairs to stand on end and the hair on the back of her neck to do so as well. Not even the time she had indulged in ayahuasca with her Tia did she feel so alive and stimulated.

Suddenly, she wanted to be high. Physically. She wanted to spread her wings and just be up in the rafters of the building. When had she last spread her wings and just... flew? She really wanted to be high and comfy, and being up high meant she would be close to the lights. It was getting awfullytempting.

Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Foyer
Skills: N/A

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Constance let out a soft sound as Tony arrived and took her arm in his. She slipped in closer to him and relaxed a bit, as he was the one person that she trusted more than the others right now, and well, it might be better to stick close to him. What if the person that had killed Renee was one of them? She had been operating under the assumption that it was someone that lived or worked there, but...

She shoved her thoughts down. They needed to talk, and they needed to swap information. However, as Felix walked up, she paused for a moment. Of all the staff, Felix was not the worst but he did always seem to be everywhere. He did always seem to be right there when stuff was going on. He was suspicious, but then again, most everyone was. She nodded her head in thanks to the butler as he pointed out where the umbrellas were, as well as informing them of the informal meal and when the ball would be starting. She had almost forgotten about the ball with everything else that was going on.

She kept close to Tony as they headed outside, keeping quiet for the moment. She was thankful that Tony grabbed an umbrella and thanked him for that. She made sure to stick close to him so that they were equally covered.

"Agreed. We need to find somewhere we can talk." Constance walked, watching as Sam seemed to be leading the group, and shrugged as well. They just needed somewhere private, they needed somewhere they could talk without worry. Hopefully Sam had an idea of where that might be. She kept close to Tony, looking up at him. She really hoped that they were about to make a major mistake by going to somewhere away from the house to talk. She really hoped that they were all going to come back safe and sound.

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Haven
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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"Hmmm? Oh... the littest one protects me in a way, more from myself than anything. She is my eyes since mine are not quite useful in the physical plane. As for her strength, she is very strong. She does not bite and just eat. Besides, she is a magical being, much like me. But not all insects are in need of squashing. My goodness. Where I come from they very much so have a place in the eco system. I was once part of it myself. Though, I do understand where you are coming from." Willow sighed softly as she nuzzled Luna, and felt her relax onto her shoulder, just content to be her eyes.

She turned back to the bartender and smiled happily. "Oh, feeling a bit homesick. My Tia would make Sangria, and would allow me to enjoy a glass from time to time. It smells delicious~ Thank you so much." She gently lifted the cup and took another whiff of the sangria and swirled it around for a moment before taking a swish of it and then turning back to the conversation she had inserted herself into.

"Fascinating! I've not dealt with spirit magic myself, but huh... I wonder if that's what my Tia did with me. Truly fascinating! And then bound to wood. Clever~ Wood is very sturdy, and very long lasting." Willow giggled a bit as she sipped more of her drink, and inadvertently might have revealed a bit about her history more than she meant to. However, she was getting to know these people and hoped to make new friends.

The promise of a game to play did sound interesting, and she turned to look towards the bowl, and the candies in it. Luna's eyes blinked and she tilted her head a bit. She heard the rules of the game and paused, wondering if anyone would give her anything.

However, why would anyone offer her anything if she didn't offer in turn? So she walked over to the bowl, reached in and pulled out one of the green and purled ones and walked over to Annika.

"Hello~ I don't believe we've met. I'm Willow. Would you like one of the candies?" She held hand out, gently offering the treat to the woman.

Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Foyer
Skills: N/A

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"Yeah, shame it took what it did for us to finally have a chat. But yes, hopefully some fresh air and a little bit of a walk will do us some good." Constance shifted a bit and looked over at Rhiannon. She could tell that something about the other performer was... off. Maybe what she had heard before was true. Or maybe it was something else. She didn't want to outright ask the other woman what was bothering her. Not while they were still inside the Château. That was why they were all going outside, after all. Prevent others from listening as they passed on information and swapped it. Confirmed what was already thought and known.

"Oh, hello again Sam, fancy seeing you here. I think we're just waiting for a few others." She offered him a small smile before looking up as she saw Tony approaching with Millicent.

"Ah, there you are. I do believe that is everyone now, correct? We should head out before the weather decides to turn on us again." She offered Tony a small smile and walked over to him and offered her arm to him. "Shall we?" She wanted to be close to him, just in case. She doubted that anyone would do anything in the group, that anyone would hurt one another here, but who knew what to truly expect on this walk, and Tony was the one person she trusted without a doubt, even if she wasn't fully sure why.

Château de La Lune

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Constance Monroe

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Location:Château de La Lune - Foyer
Skills: N/A

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Constance looked over as a few of the others started to arrive and offered a small smile. She didn't see Sam or Tony yet, but there was still time. She was sure that the others would start filing in as the time ticked on. She had noticed that there was no big clocks chiming in the house, which seemed odd to her. An old mansion like this, and no big grandfather clocks chiming the hours? Oh well, maybe none of the La Lunes like the noise. She could understand that. Her practice room at home was sound proofed so that she could only focus on the musical pieces she was working on the routines and ballets for.

She snapped out of her thoughts and offered her hand and shook it softly with the man before her. "Constance. Sorry I didn't introduce myself last night... it's been... weird." She remembered him now. The pilot, right? She didn't have too much of an opinion about him, but well... they had been at dinner together and then at drinks. But he had seemed close to Renee so maybe he didn't have the best opinion of her. She couldn't blame him.

"So... who do you think will be next to show up?"

Strange Academy: Journey into Mystery

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Location: Haven
Grimoire: N/A
Skills: N/A

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Willow had been thankful that two of her coven mates had come to her aid, as it turned out, and did make sure to thank them both. She did pause as she felt her hand be taken, and she was lead over to a chair. She knew Cassie was trying to be helpful, but... she didn't wish to be minded all night, and she doubted that Cassie wanted to play minder all night either.

"Cassie, thank you. I will be fine, I'll just resummon Luna. It seems someone else has their familiar as well, so I won't be alone in that. It seems calmer in here than I anticipated so, I'm less worried about having her around. Thank you for taking care of me." Willow gently squeezed Cassie's hand and then with a flick of her wrist, Luna reappeared on her shoulder, and nuzzled in close.

The room fluttered into her minds eye through their link and she could take it all in finally. She walked over to the bar and then looked up at the bartender. "Do you happen to have sangria by chance? My Tia would make it from time to time and I found it quite lovely~ I would adore a glass, thank you~"

As she waited for an answer, she heard a conversation about the other familiar there, and how he came into creation. Willow found herself fascinated by the story, and wanted to know more. Especially about someone else that seemed to care about nature's creatures and creations as much as she did, or at least seemed to. She stepped over and smiled softly.

"I don't mean to intrude, I just overheard your story a little. Quite interesting. You said you preserved his soul in a tree?" Willow hoped she wasn't intruding too much, and that the presence of her own familiar would mark her as friendly. However, what she forgot was that she was tall, and probably seemed nosy, and intimidating with her facial coverings.