MarshiestMallow

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

Had frozen yogurt (ice cream gives me stomachaches) and comedy. Tissues not needed. Unfortuantely I don't cry easily, even when I want to.

@Mistress Dizzy

I hope everything is okay

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

<Snipped quote by Caits>

yay! my nurse has revitalized me with the power of tags filled with love!

@dabombjk

: D

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

"Kalinda Roth, daughter of Raven" Kalinda said, picking up where Kyle left off. "This is my second year here. Uh, Kyle and I were just...erm." She could feel her cheeks heat, and she hastily changed the topic, "Did you know that there is an anime with a nine tailed fox in it?" She said, shifting, but not moving away from Kyle. "Oh. I can feel peoples emotions, I can fly, and I have telekinetic abilities." She brushed back her hair from her eyes, sure it was dishelved, but finding that she didn't particularly care.

She gave Kyle a smile, sure he wasn't being as flamboyant as he usually was for her sake, grateful for it, but wanting to say he didn't have to do it for her. There was something reguvinating about th is garden, and with food, Kalinda figured she would be okay, although she wasn't looking forward to gym. @BlackPanther@dabombjk

Bludhaven Chronicles

Luna yawned as Joshua spoke and said someone that has to puff themselves up so much they are all talk and no bite obviously has issues she thought to herself, giving Rose a smile when the girl looked to her, admiring her wings. Luna was jealous-she'd give anything to be able to fly. She thought it would be so amazing. She slipped the phone in the back pocket of her pants, ensuring it was secuire, before she went and grabbed a com. She didn't know how good they'd be, but she still took one.

She then retreated back to where she had been, as she surveyed the groups emotions. It seemed important to make sure they were all level, that they weren't about to panic or lose control, and she analysed them all, sticking to the surface so she wouldn't delve into their deeper emotions, merely searching for that quick flash of panic.

Everyone seemed okay.

Luna let out a slow breath, before she spoke up. "I can't promise my illusions will hold long. I can't promise they will be effective. But I'll try. I just thought you guys should know, in case something goes wrong"

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

Randon @Dabombjk mention.

No reason.

Just thought I'd catch up on them XD

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

i really wish i could drink liquor or smoke weed or just not be cognizant for some hours

@Mistress Dizzy

huggles

The Wolves Of Red Lake (Reboot)

Quiton Matson

Quinton Matson

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Basic Information

| Name |
Quinton John Matson

| Date of Birth |

29th of november 1988

| Gender |
Male

| Sexuality |
Straight

| Occupation |
Works as a teacher at the school

| In-Depth Appearance |

Quinton is roughly 5'10 inches. He has black hair that he generally keeps short, bright blue eyes, and a dark complexion. On his back he has a tattoe, two spirals interlocking. Along his stomach, he has a long scar, the result of a fight. And on the inside of his right wrist, he has a tattoo with the word always on it.

| Scent |
He smells like chocolate, freshly mown grass and a smokey sort of smell.

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Who Am I?

| Personality |

♦ Loyal ♦ possesive♦ protective ♦ moody ♦

Quinton is, in some ways, the perfect teacher. He challenges his students and encourages them, finding out what best helps their learning in a dedicted way that generally inspires his students. He is bright, funny and overall friendly. He will protect those he loves with his very life, if need be and at times he can seem very moody, all over the place and, yes, a little bit crazy.

His is over protective of his daughter, and if anything were to hurt her, he would turn the world upside down and inside out to find out and put an end to who hurt her.

Aside from this, Quinton is a nice guy. He stands up for himself and what he believes in, and doesn't hesitate to speak his mind.

| Likes & Dislikes |

✔ Sports
✔ books
✔ hand to hand combat
✔ dogs
✔ sunny days

✘ Spiders
✘ Bullies
✘ dancing
✘ anything that makes his daughter upset
✘ talking about himself

Hobbies

Generally whatever his daughter wnats.

Plays the piano

video games

gardening

| History |

Quintin was originally from Arizona. He was bitten when he was 13, after being hit by a car and near death. The bit very well could have killed him, but his alpha managed to save him. Quintin became an adapt liar to his parents, and by the time he went off to collage, he was a higher up in his packs ranks. He went to college, on a football scholarship, and graduated as a teacher when he was 21. He returned to his pack, married and mated to a female from a different pack, adopting her into his.

By the time he was 22, they had a daughter. Quintin had never been happier, then the day he held his little, beautiful Abigale. His happiness was short lived, a hunter had found his pack, and was killing them one by one.

He left his wife dying, running with abigale, now two years old, and never seemed to stop running. They spent three years jumping from town to town, quinton earning what money he could, and trying to give Abigale a relatively normal life. No one ever sought to ask why three nights a month he would leave Abigale with a sitter.

They finally reached Red lake, and having finally shaken the hunter, Quintin decided to settle in the town. He spent a week at the Riley's bed and breakfast, often leaving Abigale in her mothers hands, grateful for that, as he searched for a job, and a house.

They have been there four weeks.

| Family |
Former pack members:
Aplha-Foster Chesnut, deceassed
Brother-Titus Berger, Deceassed
brother-Blair Garrason, Deceassed
Sister-Robin Fletcher, deceassed
Wife-Sara Jameson-matson, deceassed
Daughter, Abigale Matson, alive

| Strengths |
Good fighter
Adequate cook
Great hunter

| Weaknesses |
Can be rash
scared of fire
scared of guns

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The Other

His daughter, Abigale

She is a bright young girl, whom Quinton dotes on. Outgoing, friendly and a little bit of a trouble maker, she always keeps him on his toes.

| Theme Song |

Carry on my wayward son, Kansas
”Carry on my wayward son

There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more…”

Cody Treadwell

Cody Treadwell

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Basic Information

| Name |
Cody James Treadwell

| Date of Birth |

April 4th, 1999

| Gender |
male

| Sexuality |

Gay

| Occupation |
Works part time at the library

| In-Depth Appearance |

Cody stands at 6"1. He has a pale pallor, as if he spends all his time in doors. He has a pierced ear, often wearing a blue diamond earring. His hair is always messy, as if he had forgotten to brush it, and at times he has dark circles under his eyes. When he smiles, it is slightly crooked, but this is quite endearing.

| Scent |

new books, cinnamin and spiece.

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Who Am I?

| Personality |

♦ Kind ♦ Submissive ♦ brave ♦ Logical to a fault ♦

Cody is a bright young man, submissive by nature, he has a courage that defies his passive nature. This shows itself when he seeks to stand up for something important, or for someone who can’t protect themselves, or for those he cares about.

He is an emotional individual, yet he doesn’t let this cloud his judgement, or at least cloud his ability to think clearly. He is a rather empathic and sympathetic individual, often choosing choices based on his own morals, and what he thinks should be done. He has a thirst for knowledge that is rarely satisfied, and he isn’t happy unless he has several books to read.

When he is moved to defend those who can’t defend themselves or protect those he cares about, he is perhaps your worst enemy as he will never give up, nor make a rash mistake just because he is angry.

He is generally a very warm, kind hearted individual, and is not a violent person by nature. While he has skills with arms, he prefers to address confrontations by a purely strategic and tactically standpoint.

| Likes & Dislikes |

✔ Books
✔ warm fires
✔ Running
✔ Animales
✔ art
✘ Bullies
✘ people that only think for themselves
✘ not having any books
✘ being unable to write
✘ spicy foods

Hobbies
Write
Painting

| History |
Cody was born to a normal family, and grew up quite comfortably. His parents allowed him to follow his passions, reading, writing and painting, and encouraged him in his endevours of athelitism, participating in his life, his sports and his advances to become either a writer or a painter. He has lived in red lake all his life, and when he was 16, he got a part time job in the library, and soon learned to juggle school work, work and a social life. Upon turning 16, Cody decided he was strong enough to come out, and is now openly gay.

| Family |
Mother, Susan Treadwell
Father, Brian Treadwell

| Strengths |
He is empathetic to others
He is good with words
open minded

| Weaknesses |
He isn't a good fighter
He can't cook worth a damn
He is afraid of dogs

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The Other

| Theme Song |

Learn to fly, Foo Fighters
”Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil to help me
Get things right

'Cause this one is a lie
We sat around laughing
And watch the last one die”

Academy of Hereos and Villains: Year two

While rest seemed like the best thing in the world right then, Kalinda shook her head, and said "Someone approaches" They didn't seem hostile, so Kalinda didn't move, instead she closed her eyes and shifted into Kyle's warmth.

"Hello" She replied, seemingly unphased by the fact the being spoke in her mind. Her voice was a little slurred, as if she was on the verge of sleep. "A new student? Welcome to the wonderful world of the aacademy" She could have done a better greating, but the sun, her own exhaustion, and kyle were doing their work, and she knew she was falling asleep.

Still. She couldn't verywell sleep could she? It wasn't so much sleep she needed, as rest. Giving a sigh, she reached up and rubbesd her eyes, sitting up, she opened them, looking to the new person. She blinked, but otherwise didn't seem surprised about the fact it was a nine tailed fox. @BlackPanther@dabombjk

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

People don't sound very happy D:

Hopefully this cheers you up;

I've decided, after a bit of a think and a cry, to welcome a beautiful Dalmation puppy into my home!

I'm still talking with the breeder who has a litter due very soon, so hopefully by Christmas I'll be able to pick him up and take him home. The breeder lives 5 hours away but it will be so worth it.

@Leslie Hall

THAT MAKES ME JEALOUS

🆃🅷🅴 🅼🅰🅶🅸🅲🅰🅻 🅿🅻🅸🅶🅷🆃

Jamie woke with the dawn, like she always did. Her body simply seemed to know when the sun started to rise, peaking over the horizon. Just a little bit before 0500 hours, Jamie was dressed, and ready for the day, beginning to head out for a little practice, when two Holy templars practically crashed into her as she headed out the door of the barracks.

"oh, I'm sorry!" She said with a friendly smile, reaching back to tie her hair back with a ribbon, "I wasn't looking where I was going" Jamie seemed way to bright for the early hour, cheerful and clearly in a good mood. It wasn't often she was in a bad one. She studied the templars, and her smile faded slightly, "Did you wish something? Where am I required? this wasn't the first time she'd been given orders randomly, and she knew it wouldn't be the last.

While Jamie was a bit of a rebel, she generally did what was required of her. She might be free spirited, but she wasn't a fool. "His Holiness Gregory Ascended Templar Markovic has requested your presence in his office. Please come with us." Jamie blinked, frowning slightly, but nodded, and wishing she had more of a chance to look more professional then just looking like she was going to do some training, she followed the two templars, wondering just what his high holiness wanted with her. Had she done something wrong? Sure she was a little reckless, but she hadn't done anything bad lately.