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Tokyo Ghoul - District 8 [18+ - Mature & Graphic Content Inside]

Oh geez I'm psyched about this-- Ah ill be making a character after school--

~ Seven Days of the Week (ICheck)

Oh man this looks cool count me in--

Guildfall: The Darkness [OPEN]

"Yeah okay so I'm gonna stand here until someone tells me to do something."

Name: Eiffle L. Alias(s): fickLe, Fee Age: Seventeen Height: 5'4 Weight: 130lbs Hair Color: Dyed brown with a blonde ombre Eye Color: Dark brown Race: Magical Girl Human Job Role: Researcher (Or rather, an intern.) Physical Appearance: Small and lanky, what bit of weight is on Eiffle is divided between muscles and his hair- which, by the way, he always air dries and always ends up a fluffy mess. Everything about him is slender, even his muscles are only barely there, his (attempt at) daily work-outs making zero effect on his stomach, flat spare for a little tub. His fingers are long and slender, in contrast to his legs with thicker thighs than he'd like and smaller feet than he would appreciate. Eiffle's face, pictured, is often graced with black glasses that I'm not skilled enough to draw lmao, almond shaped eyes featuring no double eyelids and carrying with them deep brown eyes that space out more often than focus. Attire: He wears, typically, either black or white. Black turtlenecks paired with dark-washed or black jeans, or a white shirt with black bottoms, or a white shirt and a white skirt- he mixes it up. Two things that're constant are his red bookbag, filled with questionable objects like extra shirts and a box of plastic gloves, and his red shoes. He's often also one for wearing disposable white gloves, and a mask if he's feeling especially needy. Personality: Eiffle tends to be quiet around strangers, but turns into a chatterbox once he's comfortable. That might be a good or a bad thing, given that while he is much more easy to talk to, he's also quite the liar. He likes not listening to people, though his obedience to rules would say otherwise. I.e, if he's told not to do a thing, there's a chance he'll do the thing, he'll do the thing and act as though he didn't, or not do the thing by doing another thing he wasn't supposed to do. Simple commands, however, like "Be quiet" or "Fetch that thing" is more receptive in positive response. It's those real repetitive and in-depth commands that has him zoning out and saying, "im gonna do the thing". Weapons & Equipment: Like the standard magical girl, Eiffle carries a gem on him which transforms into a weapon. Said gem is located on a necklace which is always wrapped around his right wrist, so that the gem always touches right above the back of his hand, more often than not covered by gloves. Upon releasing, the gem turns into a staff as tall (if not taller) than he is, doubling as a yellow double headed axe with a second release. In his bookbag, he carries a number of water bottles and chocolate, so there's that. Plus, he also almost always has a pen (black) and a pencil in his pocket- but never an eraser. Ability: Due to size and inexperience, it's almost already a given that Eiffle won't be much help and his abilities do him no good either. He's very good at memorizing things, and even better at rewriting or reciting them speedily. That said, he's become quite good at reading scribbles and bad handwriting. His staff-slash-wand helps him more defend himself. Wind-based, the staff (lovingly named Lady Whiplash, Lady for short) creates magic circles upon being slammed on the floor, the largeness of the circles depending on the intensity of the smash. It's very handy for clearing debris or a (very, very) quick hairdrying. Upon a second release, it excretes a yellow light at it's top that shape a double headed axe which can cut through bricks or frozen butter. Brief History: Eiffle was raised by his older sister of thirteen years, barely remembering what happened that made them the duo they came to be. Often searching through the streets for games to play or places to sleep in, the two had started off in the Free Section but worked their way up to Casual as Eiffle grew to be more adventurous. As Eiffle continued to press for working their way up to be Advanced, along the way his sister got caught up in some shady deal. Forced to deal with the sudden responsibility of being a magical girl, their journey upwards were slowed down. Moreso when she disappeared, leaving behind only the necklace that caused her a lot of trouble and a coin with a misprint on it. He took charge of the gem instead, remembering the summons to release it, and finding it cool especially when the whole outfit change didn't apply to him. Probably because there weren't sizes available in whatever place costumes came from. It was only a few days after his sister's disappearance did news about the outbreak start to spread amongst the people like ripples in a pool. Rather than join the ranks, he made his way to the researchers, sure he would be much better help there (especially given he felt like he had a much higher chance on being alive), and besides, pocketing some stuff from the lab would be much easier if he actually worked there. He started practicing more with his new weapon and even took up exercising, often jogging around to see if anyone needed help with simple things before heading back to work. He payed much closer attention in listening in on conversations, waiting for anyone to mention a girl with her face marred by a birthmark. Relationships: He pretty much respects anyone able enough to go out and do shit, often admiring them from afar. From scientists to people who're absolutely ripped, Eiffle kinda has a part of him that thinks, "I wanna be that". (will be edited later probably lmao)

Guildfall: The Darkness [OPEN]

whoop reserving this post--

Invasion 2019

neat-o, saving this post for a character :0

Guildfall: The Darkness

This looks wicked cool omg--

Superhumans fighting off alien invasion?

Ayyy throw my hat in for this fun looking game * 7 *

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

"Long life? Hm... well, I reckon it's luck, creativity, and two spoonfuls of honey."

Name: Mendax "Prox" Proditor Age: Twenty-seven Sex: Male Sexuality: Still Unknown Appearance: His long white hair is always tied up in a high ponytail, and though his father told him and his fellow peers often remind him, he always forgets to trim his bangs every few days. He's got a tall, lean build, with most of his weight being muscles and honey, as well as cheap bread and questionable fruit. Height: 6'3 Weight: 200lbs Personality: Prox is easily excitable about the simplest of things, often more interested about that sale of five-herbs-in-one-payment deal than whether or not he actually had money to pay for it. Despite this, he's somehow always prepared, down to exact change or napkins for an accidental spill. Blaming it on the stars, Prox is rather double-sided in all matters of his personality, one second a chatterbox and the next quiet, one second alert and alive, while the next, quickly fast asleep. In between his wishy-washiness and "words of wisdom" (most of which include misquotes from books he never read), Prox easily comes off as trustworthy, to the point where one might want to coddle him, despite the giant he is. History: Born to an heiress of a bakery and a travel-bound lover, Prox was destined to live a life of adventure. More so because the romance was an affair, and his mother- who had run away with the traveler- died of overexertion. So, in the tender age of nine months old, Prox was armed with his father and the vastness of the world. So you would think. His father settled down to take care of Prox, their names made up in choosing through documents the traveler had gathered, in a language unfamiliar, dead, and beautiful. As Prox grew up, he adopted a nickname given to him by other children, excitedly showing it off to a weary father chained by mortgage and living. He ended up working at the Andria Colosseum, finding it a relief and a substitute for packing his bags and leaving. When Prox was six, his father finally unpacked the luggage that they had always kept packed, and Prox finally showed signs of Red Magic in his temples. This confused the ex-traveler, for he was no magician, and neither was his late lover... then again, it had never been discussed. So, his father celebrated this newfound magic, saying it was another present from his mother along with his fair complexion, and he brought Prox often to his work where the child- ever abundant with curiousity- learned more about his and other Magicians' abilities. Prox joined the colosseum when he was in his late teens, tapping out his father and assuring him that the world had been waiting long enough. And with a hearty goodbye, the traveler went out once more, and Prox became heavily involved with fighting. It was hard, both the loss of his father and being beaten repeatedly in the span of months, but he was a quick learner, and eager to train. Picking up jogging as well as sparring with his peers, his father's legacy and his eagerness and his own cheery attitude easily made him a favourite, even if the others show it by treating him like a child behind the curtain. Now, Prox is no longer the youngest member and enjoys mentoring or training with others, yet somehow always finds himself being treated younger than the actual young members. Likes: - Jogging - Singing - Honey - His hair - Seeing Magic happen - Honey Dislikes: - Shouting, Having to shout - Mysteries - Intense Heat Starting Faction: Colosseum Fighter Magic Shade: Red Manifestation: The entire back of his head, including the hair that grows out of it. (If that's alright? I can always change it//laffs) Musical Theme(s): (im kidding omg) Other: - He's done some research on his name. - And on his background. - Tone deaf, but in a cute way. Sort of. Not really. - Enjoys buying luggage bags???

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

oh dear it's been a while since i've been this excited about an rp-- i'll be making a Red Magician in a bit bluhhhuhu- - --

A Slice of Life!

"My eyebrows are as thin as my patience."


Name:
Heidi "Fish" Fitcher

Age:
Eighteen

Year:
Senior

Associated With
Goths

Biography:
Fish was born the middle child to a family of five, and if this biography ended right here, it's pretty easy to guess from there the direction he went. Fighting for attention from his two siblings, Fish found kin in friends at school, where they cared and pampered for him while his parents busied themselves with his siblings. It was around the end of middle school where he started his goth mindset, dressing in black jeans and tees, with bracelets that went up to his elbows. At first, he did it to follow the crowd- his crowd of friends- but soon started to develop his own style. He started dressing classier, wasting money on fitted suits and vests and shoes and brooches- he changed so much that he finally got what he wanted: attention from his parents.
They stopped giving him money, which was fine with Fish because he got a work permit and started getting jobs to fit his lifestyle, his older sister sometimes sending him cheap but pretty brooches from when she visited, his brother making sure to keep his mouth shut whenever Fish sneaked upstairs with a box of ordered clothes. Of course, his style hasn't been the only thing on his mind- he's been thinking hard about school, too, and although his parents believe he'll end up living off of them for years before going to a college, Fish has actually saved up quite a bit.

Why you need the job:
He lost one of his jobs.

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"Eat, sleep, ace, repeat."


Name:
Liam Tsang

Age:
Seventeen

Year:
Junior

Associated With
Asian Geeks

Biography:
Liam currently lives with his aunt and uncle, his parents abroad. They'd lived at first in America with Liam, but went back home after dissatisfaction with the change. Liam, who was only in first grade at the time, had no choice but to return with them, only coming back to America in the sixth grade after he'd convinced his parents he wanted to continue here. As it turns out, while Liam did like America better, the people he'd known in kindergarten had changed drastically (duh), leaving him out of place, hanging out instead with his cousins and his cousin's friends, which mainly included of the Asians and Indians that snorted education.
Somehow Liam, too, fell into the habit of studying more than he socialized, taking advanced classes and discussing physics at lunch. As graduation comes closer, he has started to overwork himself, from searching for a job to visiting colleges to working on portfolios. His parents are pleased with his malleable attitude, and having gotten used to it, get angry whenever Liam speaks up about something he believes in- shooting the duck before it takes flight, if you will. Despite that, Liam has a surprising tenacity about him.

Why you need the job:
For the experience.

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oh golly hopefully this is good,, i tend to ramble in bios so i tried to make them short but boy do they look like a mess;;