Polaris North

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@Polaris North I see nothing but comedy gold.

@Lord Szall

Perfect.

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@Lord Szall

Remind me that Sugar Rush-0 and Flash Forward should meet at one point.

I mean, someone with a superiority complex meeting with someone with pessimistic tendencies would be a great idea right?

The Elemental King: All Hope Lost!

@EurmalEye

Sure, why not?

@Belle

Ah, good luck and I hope the results aren't too bad. Cancer is a bastard to deal with after all.

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Damn, with all these people that is being speedy, I should really punctuate the fact that Shindo is a lot faster than what I make him seem.

The Unwanted.

Luna Yvilkov

Name: Luna Yvilkov

Gender: Female

Age: 28

Place of Birth:
Russia but soon moved to Japan, then finally settled in the Philippines… Traveled soon after that.

Sexuality:
Asexual

Relationship Status:
Single

Occupation:
Bodyguard

Power:
Electrokinesis – She tends to only use it in close combat, transferring the electricity from her to the enemy with her punches. This considerably lowers the cost but is still enough to help her in her fights. However, she does use it for long range when she absolutely has no choice. Devastating the area with electricity is possible for her to do, electrocuting both friend and foe, but the cost is quite devastating as well.

Cost of powers use:
The cost of her power use is quite an assortment. It can range from a numbness of the area which has served as the conduit for her power (i.e. fist) to vomiting. Usage of her power for some time causes her fist to numb, continuous usage would result to her whole arm being numb until she is not able to use that certain part of her body. Long range usage of her power would result to her feeling nausea (say two lightning bolts). An AOE attack would cause her to stop and vomit. This may also happen if she continues her use of long-ranged attacks. A devastating AOE attack would render her unconscious.

Appearance: Luna stands at a height of 5'9 but she is usually seen slouching, making her look smaller than she actually is. Though this is looked down upon as it is considered to have 'no confidence', it seems to be the opposite for her. She hides her true strength with it. Anyway, she has long blonde hair that reach past her waist and she usually either braids it or just keeps it up in a ponytail - depends on the situation really. She holds obsidian orbs that are usually cautious and distrustful and also very scrutinizing as she has the habit of studying the person before her in the case of a fight. She has a lean type of build, much like that of a boxer, and she hides it within her choice of clothing which consists of a black hoodie over a white shirt, military pants and combat boots. As appearances can be deceiving, especially for her whose muscles are hidden, most people would usually underestimate her true prowess as she looks thin and non-threatening. Of course, she is not without her scars. As a fighter, she has culminated an amount of small scars on her body which are, at first glance, rather unnoticeable. Under the guise of her hands being 'burnt', she often hides it within wraps of bandages and hand protection, just in case she gets into a fight.

Skills:

• Mixed Martial Arts - Due to her upbringing, she has learned a number of different martial arts styles and incorporates it into her own style. This includes, but not really limited to: Boxing, Karate, Wrestling, Judo, a bit of Japanese Kenpo, a bit of Systema.
• Gun Mastery - While she is more experienced in hand-to-hand combat, she has also been taught how to use guns. She focuses more on handguns as they are easily concealed.
• 'Military Training' - While not exactly 'military training', she has been trained as a bodyguard and that has resulted to her being physically fit. This is also substantial to her own survival when thrown into life-threatening situations as this training kicks in by instinct.
• Language Fluency - Though she is not normally the one talking with others, she certainly learned how to quickly pick up languages and then learn more about them later on out of sheer curiosity. She started with Russian, English and Filipino - her family languages - and then learned Japanese (as she lived there for a while), Spanish, French and German.

Personality: Luna, in job, is silent and serious. She follows her orders without question and does not speak unless spoken to or if she really needs to say something. She is observant and very cautious of whoever is around her, picking up minute details and looking out for even small movements. Call it paranoia, if you wish, but it has certainly saved her life and the life of who she is protecting. When on job, she isn’t someone you can naturally talk with as she exudes an aura of danger. It’s akin to an attack dog on a leash – you feel that it is dangerous and the only thing holding back that attack dog is a leash… and the one who is holding it is the person you are dealing with. It’s a very good tactic for intimidation and that mostly leads to nice and proper dealings – no bloodshed, no deaths, no problem. However, in the case that someone does step out of line and harm her contractor (or is ordered by said contractor), she will retaliate and is usually ruthless and merciless in this regard. Of course, it should be noted that she is still bound by her own rules where she cannot kill unless she absolutely needs to. This often causes battles of morality in her head but she can usually resolve it before something happens to her.

Out of the job, though, Luna turns into a completely different person. She becomes friendly, helpful, understanding and considerate of others. While she is still cautious about what others might do and is still covertly analyzing a person, she isn’t as intimidating as when on the job. She is usually seen with a small smile on her face. She sometimes knowingly – though sometimes unknowingly – makes witty and sarcastic remarks but those are made with only good fun in mind. It should be noted that Luna isn’t the best of people to ask in terms of morality as she has one whacked up sense of what is right and wrong. While she has an understanding of what society thinks of it, and follows it so she wouldn’t be alienated or worse, she still doesn’t get much of it and holds dearly to her own sets of morals. She is fine with fighting those that are unarmed, harming those who others think are innocent, if it is needed for the job. For her, the contractor is always right. There is no job too dirty for her and unfortunately (or maybe fortunately), hurting a child doesn’t affect her too much.

History: Luna Yvilkov has led a very bloody, complicated and exciting life. Let’s start with her parents. Anne Dela Luna and Arthur Yvilkov met under the light of the moon in a riverside in the Philippines. Though this may sound romantic as heck, let me show you the more detailed picture. Arthur, part of the mafia, had been assigned to a group in the Philippines to raid a certain Dela Luna family as they had escaped with their debts. Finally tracking them down to a remote part in Leyte, they dispatched a group to them. And there Arthur was, pointing his gun at Anne with every intention to kill her. However, with much pleading from Anne, Arthur decided to simply keep her as a trophy.

Now wasn’t that romantic?

Arthur went back to Russia and continued to keep Anne. As years passed by though, he found himself falling for the Filipina. After much consideration, he decided to marry the girl. Anne had feared him once. But by then, even she had grown feelings for the toughened man. They were married and everyone rejoiced. Only a few months after their baby, Luna, was born, everything went downhill. The mafia had been run under the dirt and they were now being hunted. Fearing for his family, he packed up everything and then escaped to Japan. They had stayed there for ten years. In these ten years, Luna has grown to become a strong woman. She was immediately taught by her father how to fight when she was old enough and began enrolling her in different martial arts dojos to help with her training. Anne had let this be as she knew the dangers they were in. They were not safe. Not yet.

When Luna was ten years old, she had received word that her father had died in an accident. Anne, catching on quickly, fled to the Philippines carrying only her daughter, money and prized possessions. There, she hid. Being the woman she is, she had managed to garner trusted people and use old contacts to keep herself and her daughter hidden. Luna was then taught more self-defense techniques by those same friends that helped them as they feared that Luna would be an easy target. She willingly accepted all of this. She was dropped out of school when they arrived at the Philippines but she didn’t seem to mind all that much.

At the age of fourteen, she had taken to the streets. There were underground fights that yielded good money, small gang fights that could give you pocket money and a mean reputation. Luna had to live somehow right? She had to quickly learn that street fighting isn’t the same as fighting within the ring which held too many rules. Here, it was all or nothing with the only rule is to not kill anyone. Any other rules is up to the person’s moral compass. She soon became quite famous as one of the few girls who are powerful enough to actually be feared in the streets. Gaining the name “Prinsesa ng mga Demonyo [Demon Princess]”, she became more famous in the streets. As years passed by, she grew to understand her circumstances and protected her mother until she passed away when Luna was only eighteen years of age due to a disease. She was then promptly taken in by a bodyguard trainer after seeing her fight.

The trainer, going by the name of Eris, was in charge of a company that gives the job of being a bodyguard. They are called 'The Guardians'. Though some may say that this organization name is over the top, most would come to learn that only the best of the best bodyguards can be found here. Eris was the third successor of the organization and no one doubts her skill in leadership and business management. She was also a ruthless teacher and would often make the students fight each other in annual tournaments. The one who loses gets kicked out. All of the trainees are people who have no places to call home. Luna had managed to rise to the top of the ranks and became one of the youngest graduate, graduating at a young age of sixteen.

And so there she was, twelve years later with tons of experience under her belt, attending the gala in Buckhead as a bodyguard. The person she was guarding was none other than Ashton Conway - a trusted source of The Guardian's weaponry and client. Luna had been sent after he placed a request for a Guardian. Of course, she had to accept. In the gala, everything descended to chaos. Luckily, she and Ashton managed to get out without getting too hurt. Although everything wasn't exactly all fun and games after. Luna stuck with Ashton, having no other place to go to as The Guardian company couldn't pull her out of Buckhead and back to HQ.

Edged Horizon

With the rain not looking like it'll worsen soon made him feel more at ease. He wasn't exactly sure how he'd feel, showing how utterly terrified he was of thunder to a new person he never even met before. When Lady Duchamps spoke of continuing on, stating that they might be able to find good shelter further down the road. Well, if the rain doesn't worsen, then he supposed it was alright. It acted more like a mist that blanketed the area. He looked at his master and didn't miss that small smirk she gave him. Of course she won't pass up an opportunity to tease him. She then spoke of maybe finding an area around where they could settle down, favoring them stopping for the meantime.

Alex was about to speak when he noticed something odd. Besides, the pattering of the rain, there was nothing. There was only eerie silence. There were no wildlife that scampered around, no insects who constantly buzz that constant and oddly calming noise - there was absolutely no sound. This, naturally, alerted the dark haired butler. He was sure this wasn't normal. They were in a forest for crying out loud, something should be out there making noise... but there were none.

As if to further put him off, he had felt something. He was not sure what it was. It only appeared for a quick second before mysteriously disappearing again. He could only describe it as that - a mere feeling. A feeling that something was out of place, that something around them had changed... and it had something to do with magic. Though he was sure that the other two had also felt it, so he kept silent about it. He watched as Lady Duchamps asked Lady Charlotte if she felt it - she probably assumed he couldn't feel it considering he is a male - and his master replied with a nod. She shot him a look - a look that told her to be alert.

Oh, he was way ahead of her. If something were to suddenly appear and attack, he was mentally prepared for a fight. He can't afford to lose a single fraction of a second to a surprise attack - it would be too risky. He just hoped it wasn't anything too major. Although it would seem that it will only stay as 'hope' since every fiber in his body wanted to bolt out of that forest and into somewhere else. His subconscious was screaming at him to book it out of there with the two in tow to avoid whatever caused that disturbance. He ran his hand through his hair and took a deep breath.

"Good." He muttered when Lady Charlotte told them that they would be getting out of there. He wasn't sure whether or not they heard him or not; hell, he wasn't even sure if he said it out loud or not. He didn't care much about it though. He was sure they'd let him off the hook for commenting unnecessarily. He was actually worried that the two would decide that it would be a good idea to further research on this strange disturbance. Given Lady Duchamps's scholastic attitude and Lady Charlotte's tendency for making trouble, the conclusion wasn't without basis. He felt relieved when they said that they should get out of here. He couldn't agree more.

Unlike the two who held curiosity in their minds, Alex never felt the need to find out what it is. After all, his mind was already set on getting out and protecting the two from harm. He stuck close to them but lagged behind a little so he was the one protecting the rear. He kept in pace with them at least. He slid his hand inside his vest to feel four of the knives that were hidden on his person. Knowing that he had something to protect his liege with was calming for him.

Edenridge (Slice of Life with a Twist - Always Accepting)

OH

By the way, feel free to use Mike and Louis as NPCs if you wish. Again, I might come back some time soooo, yeah.

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@Cherrywitch

Eh, didn't mind it really. You just have to read it real close. But thanks anyway, easier to read now.

Edenridge (Slice of Life with a Twist - Always Accepting)

@BrutalBx

I sincerely apologize for this but I must withdraw myself from the RP. I've been staring at a blank box for days without anything coming to me. It may just be my horribly short attention span or something else, but I cannot seem to write anything for this RP. I wish you all the best of luck. I may return someday, once I find my muse for this RP, but until then, I will be watching from the sidelines.

Crestwood Hollow

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^{Friday - Orlaith Valley Trail and Park}

Evander sighed and rubbed the back of his head. So this man is part of a group who'd rather behead them than actually help them? Wow, isn't that reassuring. However, Sir Jonas continued to speak and he listened. He started to talk about something called a 'Venari' and how he wanted to create a new breed of them... out of the students he had right now. And from what this man was saying, these Venari were something akin to monster hunters. And they also hunt other mythical creature. Evander was quite curious on what other creatures Sir Jonas and his group had met.

It would also seem that the werewolves at the dance were actually real. The things Winter spouted earlier were real. He wasn't sure whether to be relieved that the girl wasn't crazy, or worried that he, along with the others, were attacked by werewolves. That must have been quite an event. To think that he had actually seen a werewolf in person before and he cannot remember it, it was quite saddening. He at least wanted to learn what exactly those werewolves looked like.

"Guess we'll find out more about it later anyway." He said. Seeing the others disperse, he decided to leave as well. Seeing that it was already late at night, he decided to turn in. Looking at Winter and Aiden and then giving them a silent nod as a 'good night', he headed inside his tent and then lied down. Well, whatever happens, happens.

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Evander, much like the others, had no idea how to act upon the information given to them. So, he decided to continue as if nothing had happened. Unfortunately, the others didn't exactly have the same idea. He decided that interaction wouldn't hurt. There were a few problems though. He couldn't talk much with Winter since she had been hanging out Sebastian and it would be rather awkward to approach her to talk, at least for him. Sebastian for the same reason. He wanted to talk with Aiden, both because he usually kept to himself which he can relate to and that he can talk to him about their powers as they were polar opposites. However, Aiden rarely popped up for the remainder of the weekend and the chance slipped by all too quickly. He did attempt multiple times to talk with Brynn and Belle as they were pretty approachable.

It gave him time to think about what Jonas had said. Joining the ranks of the Venari might prove to be interesting. They seemed to have been quite a group. While he won't admit it out loud, mythical creatures were something that was an interest of his. These creatures were like them - they were unlike anything of this world; the only difference was that Hyperhumans were real and that these creatures' existence haven't been proved yet. It's what made them interesting in the first place. Now, he knew that they were actually real and he met someone who actually deals with these creatures. However, there were downsides. He wasn't worried about his family. While they didn't like using their powers, he was sure they would use it for defense. The danger involved in it would be great, though, and training wouldn't be easy.

Would it be worth it?

Sunday came and they left after lunch. Sebastian's speed proved to be useful as the camp was packed in less time than needed. With that over, they all climbed onto the van with him taking the seat on the side of the door. The ride was silent, much like before. Evander leaned his head on the window, watching the scenery pass by. There wasn't much to think about in the ride. So he decided to take a light sleep.

He felt that the sleep was too short. He opened his eyes when the van stopped on the school's parking lot. His eyes caught the sight of red and blue, confusing him ever so slightly. Not sure of what to do, he simply opened the door and then exited the van. When his mind finally cleared, he could finally understand what was happening. However, it was all too late. He could see police officers heading towards them. Further back, he saw Elroy pointing at Sir Jonas.

Well, being questioned by the police wasn't exactly the thing he wanted to come back to. When one of the police officers grabbed his wrist, he was tempted to punch the guy in the face and run. But he managed to resist that urge and just simply follow them. They asked him about Sir Jonas and what he had been doing, what they had been doing, if he was acting weird and some other questions. He answered most of them honestly, simply leaving out the one about him being a Venari and them being Hyperhumans and such. Sir Jonas was capable of eradicating them all, he could guess, but he didn't seem like a bad guy. After hours of repeated questioning, he grew very impatient and his answers became short and laced with hidden anger. Seeing that the male didn't seem very willing anymore, they decided that it would be best if he would be released.

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^{Monday - Mather Memorial High}

Surprisingly, he found himself at school and attending his classes normally. He had the amazing choice of skipping school with the excuse that has something to do with Sir Jonas. Though a lot had happened during the weekend, he just doesn't think any of that warrants an absent from school. He was also pleasantly surprised that he saw the other members of the Social Conscience class at school. Though they didn't openly approach each other and talk, they only gave each other nods of acknowledgement. Well, it would seem that they did need each other. They needed that sense of companionship - they needed someone they knew they could trust to understand them.

Evander knew he could trust Emily. Not with this new information. She was a normal person after all, and the last thing he wanted was for her to get caught up in this whole business. She was the one to approach first, immediately launching into a story of what had happened. Apparently, Elroy had blamed Sir Jonas about something and told other things to the police resulting in him being detained and him and his fellow classmates questioned. She blabbered on about the rumors that were being spread all across the school, but he honestly held no interest in them.

None except for one particular rumor that involved his classmate. It was, by no means, a new rumor. He knew it had existed before as he heard snippets of this rumor being passed by one person to the next, trying to find something good to gossip about. It was about Winter and Sir Jonas. Ha, it was hilarious actually. They'd just make up just about anything if it was to degrade a person of interest. Emily didn't believe it, trusting Winter at least more than those other people. No way she would do that right?

With Emily gone for her other classes, the memory of the rumor took a back seat in his mind and he continued on. There were some students who, surprisingly, came up to him to ask if Sir Jonas really did something to them. He gave them a stare and then shook his head, answering honestly that the teacher didn't do anything wrong, and then left. He wasn't sure if they'd take his word for it or if they would somehow twist what he said into something else. To be honest, he couldn't even care any less now.

Hours ticked by quickly and the time for the Social Conscience class had arrived. He walked towards the classroom, not even sure if any of the others would go. Why was he going there? He can't answer that question. Maybe it was by instinct or maybe he was just curious if the others would show up... either way, he got there and was once more pleased to see that the others had the same bright idea to attend Social Conscience. The problem was, no one moved. All were not sure what they should do and so everyone was frozen in that state - staring at the door that separated them from the classroom within.

It was a good thing that Sebastian made a move. The male had opened the door to the classroom and Winter quickly walked inside and took a seat. Evander followed and then took a seat that he had previously occupied before. It was a favorite spot of his in any classroom. Anything with a wall beside it. He looked at Winter as she posed the question of what they should do now. He stayed silent, waiting for the others to answer the question.