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The Ordinary Mythical Academy

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The Ordinary Mythical Academy

Ash Ventri

Name: Ashley (Ash) Ventri

Gender: Male

Species: Werewolf

Age: 18

Room Number: Open

Rooming With: Open

Alignment: NG

Appearance:

My Hider

Werewolf Appearance:

My Hider

Personality:
Ash is a broken soul, tortured by the hauntings of his past and left now with a severe inability to interact well around most people. He is often seen as an aloof, scared, sometimes pitiful person, often times seen cowering from some unseen tormentor. He has been through a significant amount of trauma which has shaped this behavior, beatings, neglect, and to an extent torture at the hands of his own pack, his eventual escape and subsequent enrollment was seen as an oppurtunity by his adoptive family to try and rehabilitate him and give him the chance at a normal life.

Bio:
Ash was born into a purist werewolf pack, they were distrustful of anyone but their own and they tended to be more wolf than man. Ash was small as a child, and because of that he would be left out of meals and kicked around by the other, much larger wolves, his parents had even given up hope on him truly, he managed to survive day to day with scraps of whatever he could find and eventually the pain began. Ash was attacked and beaten for nothing more than being small, scars lined his body before he was ten, but it was when he discovered his ability that things progressed.
Ash took a deep breath before the teeth would sink into him, but all he felt was a little pressure, no pain, as he looked to the other wolf, he saw that his body was covered in some kind of armor, bone-like plates covered him head to toe, he was shielded from the attacks for the first time. The joy of his defense was not long lived, the wolves took it as a challenge, they all tried to break the plates, they tried to remove them no matter how painful it was to Ash, even with the power he had they were stronger, they could still toss him about all they wanted. Ash howled in pain as they tore at him trying to break past the scales and with nothing but primal fear in his eyes, Ash took a swing at the others and got to his feet, he charged at them as fast as he could and drove himself into the head of the nearest wolf, the cracking sound was audible, the wolf lay unconscious and bleeding, Ash wasted no time, he bolted and didn't stop until his legs gave out, breathless he lay on the ground, the plates retracted and his form reverted to his human shape.
It had been a year or two since the Ventri family found Ash, they were everything he had never had, stability, safety, love, everything that he had never had before, and now they were telling him they had gotten him into a school, somewhere he could learn more of the world and make friends that he could keep for a lifetime, but he was scared, they could be like the pack as well, brutal, and unkind. Only time would tell, he trusted his newfound family enough to go to this school, but he new what he could do now, and he had been practicing, he would break through anything that tried to hurt him now.

Power 1: Armadillo Cloak: Ash has the ability to encase himself in highly durable chitinous plates, these plates can protect him from most forms of damage, though they can be ripped off painfully.
Power 2: Deep Impact: Ash uses deep impact to compliment the Cloak, it allows him to alter the kinetic energy around him effectively giving himself more force or decelerating incoming attacks.
Likes:
Nice food: his time in the pack left him with a lust for fine foods and flavors having never had the opportunity before.
Electronic Music: New pop, electrobrass, dubstep, it's all really interesting to him.
Reading: Things that you would find boring or strange, all of it is interesting for someone that has never had it.

Dislikes:
Shouting: as with many of these they stem from his past trauma.
Violence: It is a last resort for him, and his panic leads in to react with his head.
Tight Spaces: He is very claustrophobic.

Family: Milo Ventri and Ana Ventri, they are a pair of hunters that stumbled upon the young man in the forest, they chose to take him in and do all they could to help the boy recover.

Friends: none

Sentimental Attachment: no

Weapon: he is the weapon.

Other: He has learned quite well to manipulate his body to take advantage of this ability, he has learned to transfer his momentum to get the most impact, also if I wasn't clear, the ability works in both forms.

The Ordinary Mythical Academy

@The One

Am I good to transfer?

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Milo Ventri

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Milo had taken some of his blades and moved them from arms reach of where he believed Jackie would eventually stand, he got out one of his projects, something to work on to pass the time and calm his nerves, the sounds of the trade were soothing to him. The blade in his hand was a standard fighter, but it was decorated with fine engraving, something that Milo had gotten quite a bit of notoriety for in the past, he wondered what he would even do with these, the material he uses to make them don't cost him much and he does the work himself, eventually they start to pile up, probably another for the online store or something, but he liked this one, something about it made him smile a bit. He wondered for a minute what it would take to convince Paige to carry a knife on her, he had tried before to get her to do so, but she always made some not bringing a knife to a gunfight retort and scoffing about his knives in general, never hurt to try again though, every little bit helps you know. Milo chuckled as he lit a cigar and went back to work.

The rapping on his back door brought him from his meticulous cleaning of the now sheathed blade. He stood and set the cigar he had been slowly teasing at and got up with the knife in hand and moved to the door, he looked out his back window and saw Paige standing there, strangely she set him at ease a bit, despite all the teasing and fighting, when things hit the fan he always felt that they had each others backs when it counted.

He opened the door and grinned, "A little old to be selling girl scout cookies aren't we?" before turning to the side and letting her in with wave of his hand that was clutching the knife, his actually house section of the building was still nice and clean, the fairly modern with a touch of rustic flair with his hand made art and tools. "Come on in, I have something for you."

@Pilatus

The Ordinary Mythical Academy

@The One

Yeah I mean call it what you will, those are the general terms for the powers, I put the names as what Ash calls them himself. Is he good to transfer?

The Ordinary Mythical Academy

@The One I went and added the other half of his power figured I would dip the toe first to see where the scaling was.

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Historical European Martial Arts, it's essentially sword fighting, german longsword, fencing, hand to hand, lots of stuff, asking for my character he is supposed to be a skilled marital artist and is getting back into it after an accident, thought a new gym would be cool.

@Ashevelendar

The Ordinary Mythical Academy

Ash Ventri

Name: Ashley (Ash) Ventri

Gender: Male

Species: Werewolf

Age: 18

Room Number: Open

Rooming With: Open

Alignment: NG

Appearance:

My Hider

Werewolf Appearance:

My Hider

Personality:
Ash is a broken soul, tortured by the hauntings of his past and left now with a severe inability to interact well around most people. He is often seen as an aloof, scared, sometimes pitiful person, often times seen cowering from some unseen tormentor. He has been through a significant amount of trauma which has shaped this behavior, beatings, neglect, and to an extent torture at the hands of his own pack, his eventual escape and subsequent enrollment was seen as an oppurtunity by his adoptive family to try and rehabilitate him and give him the chance at a normal life.

Bio:
Ash was born into a purist werewolf pack, they were distrustful of anyone but their own and they tended to be more wolf than man. Ash was small as a child, and because of that he would be left out of meals and kicked around by the other, much larger wolves, his parents had even given up hope on him truly, he managed to survive day to day with scraps of whatever he could find and eventually the pain began. Ash was attacked and beaten for nothing more than being small, scars lined his body before he was ten, but it was when he discovered his ability that things progressed.
Ash took a deep breath before the teeth would sink into him, but all he felt was a little pressure, no pain, as he looked to the other wolf, he saw that his body was covered in some kind of armor, bone-like plates covered him head to toe, he was shielded from the attacks for the first time. The joy of his defense was not long lived, the wolves took it as a challenge, they all tried to break the plates, they tried to remove them no matter how painful it was to Ash, even with the power he had they were stronger, they could still toss him about all they wanted. Ash howled in pain as they tore at him trying to break past the scales and with nothing but primal fear in his eyes, Ash took a swing at the others and got to his feet, he charged at them as fast as he could and drove himself into the head of the nearest wolf, the cracking sound was audible, the wolf lay unconscious and bleeding, Ash wasted no time, he bolted and didn't stop until his legs gave out, breathless he lay on the ground, the plates retracted and his form reverted to his human shape.
It had been a year or two since the Ventri family found Ash, they were everything he had never had, stability, safety, love, everything that he had never had before, and now they were telling him they had gotten him into a school, somewhere he could learn more of the world and make friends that he could keep for a lifetime, but he was scared, they could be like the pack as well, brutal, and unkind. Only time would tell, he trusted his newfound family enough to go to this school, but he new what he could do now, and he had been practicing, he would break through anything that tried to hurt him now.

Power 1: Armadillo Cloak: Ash has the ability to encase himself in highly durable chitinous plates, these plates can protect him from most forms of damage, though they can be ripped off painfully.
Power 2: Deep Impact: Ash uses deep impact to compliment the Cloak, it allows him to alter the kinetic energy around him effectively giving himself more force or decelerating incoming attacks.
Likes:
Nice food: his time in the pack left him with a lust for fine foods and flavors having never had the opportunity before.
Electronic Music: New pop, electrobrass, dubstep, it's all really interesting to him.
Reading: Things that you would find boring or strange, all of it is interesting for someone that has never had it.

Dislikes:
Shouting: as with many of these they stem from his past trauma.
Violence: It is a last resort for him, and his panic leads in to react with his head.
Tight Spaces: He is very claustrophobic.

Family: Milo Ventri and Ana Ventri, they are a pair of hunters that stumbled upon the young man in the forest, they chose to take him in and do all they could to help the boy recover.

Friends: none

Sentimental Attachment: no

Weapon: he is the weapon.

Other: He has learned quite well to manipulate his body to take advantage of this ability, he has learned to transfer his momentum to get the most impact, also if I wasn't clear, the ability works in both forms.

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

mmmm, a rough and tumble gym, with a rough and tumble trainer, does she do hema?

@Ashevelendar

Sol City [Modern Slice of Life] . (CHAPTER ONE COMPLETED!) . ARCHIVED

Milo Ventri

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"What is it?" Paige grumbled into the phone as the connection came through, she sounded like she had just rolled out of bed after a short binge.

"Time to rise and shine princess, doll yourself up, we have a date with the mafia. Five pm Paige, you gonna be functional?" Milo knew that would get her riled up enough to get moving if for nothing less to give him shit, so as soon as he was done talking he hung up immediately and started to laugh his ass off as he got out into the cold. Milo looked up at the sky as he through his diamonds letter jacket on to the dismay of the many opposing fans. Milo got into his car and started to drive off, he let his mind run as he moved along the streets, there was a time when this kind of relationship between him and Paige was normal, the two of them always taking jabs when they could and always trying to one up one another, Ana usually drew the line, but she isn't here this time.

As Milo reached his shop he pulled up his phone, someone had called him while he had been driving and he didn't look. One missed call - Vika, Milo sighed, four days, he had expected more from her, he thought she would have came back and talked to him or at least answered him, but as he listened to the message, he couldn't help but shake his head, who even was she? When the two had met, she was fierce and strong despite the odds stacked against her, she seemed willing to take on anything, but now she is showing that she can't even handle seeing him with an old friend, he had known Paige for years, far longer than he knew Vika, Milo could tell from this message she was already counting on him leaving her, and he would be lying if he hadn't thought the same, he hated being ghosted, four weeks or four days, all of it stung him deep, but right now, he was feeling driven, and not willing to let it slow him, he would talk to her about all this, but not today, there was a lot still to do.

Milo texted her his reply, he wasn't ready to talk it through, "Vika, I am not counting you as a crazy ex, I am going to talk with you about this, but not today, I have buisness to take care of today, but I want you to know, ignoring me for days... not how I want this to be. I will talk to you later, we will sort it out. -Milo"

@Pilatus@PrinceAlexus