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Well I'm certainly going to feel a bit...inferior in this place but perhaps that'll be a good thing in the long run, yes? Name: Constance 'Connie' Blendin Nickname: Connie Age: 17 Gender: Female Powers: Connie has the power of being completely and utterly normal compared to most of her schoolyard peers. In that Connie, despite the circumstances of her birth, appears to simply be a normal teenage human attending what she assumed to be a private school that she got accepted into due to nepotism above anything else. If the ability to be normal is a power, she's got it. If being able to gossip and socialize with peers is a power, yeah that's her power as well. Maybe her power is going shopping or popping down to a cafe for a drink. Maybe she's just a regular human and is fine with that. Weakness: Numbers, as in mathematics. Connie has no ability to understand math beyond the basic multiplication tables up to about ten, and even then she gets a bit wonky once six comes into question. "Six times six? Isn't it...I only have five fingers! Six times six...if five times six is fifty six then six times six is sixty six!" That she is so bad with numbers is often why she doesn't realize when she's being overcharged at a store or is given incorrect change. "It was ten dollars, here's a twenty, I think I get five back, right?" Being a pescetarian she also has a weakness when it comes to meat that isn't fish, in that seeing it can make her nauseous and eating it is enough to make her run to the bathroom and be sick. Which really makes things difficult, considering the eating habits of her family and friends. Being a normal girl, she's also prone to being affected by magical influences, having no defenses for them. But surely her friends wouldn't think of using their powers on her, right!? Skills: Despite her awful math skills, Connie is quite good with languages and words, being fluent in three languages thanks to being forced to study them from a young age. English, French, and oddly enough Latin - that was requested by her mother for some odd reason, the French was due to her father. She's got a flair for the dramatic, having spend most of her time under the shadow of dear mother and being groomed for a life under spotlights, so when a performance rolls around she is good at slipping into the role she has been cast for. But perhaps the greatest skill she has is being able to drink a cup of coffee while it is still piping hot from the machine. Does this mean her power is super taste buds!? Hobbies: Being a fan of the arts makes drama a hobby of hers, and not just plays and live performances but films as well. She likes to host movie nights in her room for fellow film aficionados, but so far that's mostly just been her watching a movie on her computer while munching on a small bag of lightly salted popcorn. Costume design, or rather fashion design in general; Connie likes making outfits when she has the time and material, which is increasingly rare as school picks up. She once played a card game but found it hard to understand since it involved numbers so games are not something she understands. Connie also has an interest in watching live events, including concerts and sports - though when it comes to sports she's just as likely to stand around and ask questions as she is to watch and try to learn for herself. "What happens when the white ball goes over the fence? Why did they get three points with the orange ball but last time they got two?" Background: Connie, by all accounts, should've been like other students at Orean, in that she should've had some sort of magical ability. Her father is from France, a former politician who went into early retirement and fell in love, or lust as she would call it, with a beautiful woman named Angelique. The two had their fair share of trysts that resulted in Connie's birth. What Connie has yet to figure out is that her mother is a bit of a seductress by way of having succubi powers. She thought it odd that her father was grey haired and fragile looking while her mother was constantly youthful, but she dismissed it as simply being the power of love. Each time Angelique and Connie's father were together, it drained more and more of his life, until he looked to be a geriatric when he was only middle aged. Angelique had thought to make Connie into something of her heir before realizing that Connie took more after her father than her mother. Still, despite the disappointment, Angelique still cared for Connie on the hopes that one day she would develop latent abilities. Angelique was employed at Orean and it was at the suggestion of her mother that Connie applied and eventually got into the school to study under its language arts and drama programs. Connie takes to the performance arts because her mother was once an actress - though not in the sort of movies Connie has ever seen. In many ways, Connie is just trying to make her mother proud in whatever ways she can, not knowing that by doing so she's limiting herself to chasing after a shadow that she didn't even know she was under. Theme song: Girls on Film The Mother We Share Clubs:Drama Club Dreams: Well mostly she has recurring dreams involving oceans. But she's not a dream analyst. I might make her mother a character but I dunno.
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Becky called her first! I mean what? <.<

"Two simple words...F*ck You."

Name: Evelyn Thorne Nickname: Ev Age: 18 Gender: Female Powers: Evelyn's powers are shadow manipulation and the ability to see and speak to the dead. She also has the ability to read the minds of whoever she touches, but often times she tries to avoid any close contact unless necessary. She also has a strange ability to feel the same feelings as whoever she grows closest too, such as if they are cut or injured in any way, she will feel it as well. It may even produce the same effect physically upon her. Speaking of physical, she has the ability to grow her nails into sharp claws and her teeth into fangs, even at some points turning the bones in her body into blades and forcing them through her hands...albeit painfully. Skills: Playing guitar, screaming, drawing, painting, parkour, owning n00bs in Dark Souls PvP Weakness: Most, if not all of Evelyn's powers are controlled by anger and hatred, and the more she feels, the less of a grip she has over herself, becoming a danger to all, even to ones she loves. Evelyn also suffers from chronic nightmares and insomnia, meaning she's usually drowsy and quite sluggish, and she has a tendency to sleepwalk. Due to her slight mental instability, she also suffers from momentary panic attacks that can halt her breathing, especially when faced with something that triggers her past trauma. If not treated, they could possibly kill her. Mostly because of her ability to feel the same pain as someone else, and even have the effect emulate itself physically upon her, she avoids forming any close romantic bonds with people...although she wants to. And she's allergic to cats. Hobbies: Her joys, of the few she has, is mainly playing guitar, drawing, watching horror movies, or reading. Her favorite authors are Edgar Allan Poe, Sheridan Le Fanu, HP Lovecraft and Bram Stoker. Her favorite music is metal, but she'll also listen to classical music, punk, dubstep, and some rap like Eminem or Ice Cube. She's a huge videogame addict and mostly plays horror games and RPGs Personality: Evelyn is cynical, sarcastic, and rather antisocial. She mostly likes to keep to herself, but doesn't really mind speaking with others. She is easily annoyed by some people, and may come off as a total bitch, but she does have a caring side to her and will fiercely protect those she cares for. Also, Evelyn is mostly attracted to girls, but has never had the courage to ask any out, mostly because she fears growing close to people. Background: Her background's a touchy subject for her to bring up, so we'll just leave it at that. She came to Orean Cause to get away from everything, her family, life in general, etc. Theme songs: -The Crimson - By Atreyu -Darkness -By Disturbed (Yui Hisashi Cover) -Killpop - By Slipknot -Obstacles - By Syd Matters -Axe Wound - By Butcher Babies Likes:

And lastly cigarettes, and dark, morbid, scary stuff Dislikes: Annoying people, bullies, a certain lusty argonian maid vampire, school in general, meat (she's vegetarian), semi-trucks (don't ask), her mother and her sister, a small cabin house in the middle of the woods Clubs: Music club, art club, gaming club Dreams: Evelyn doesn't have dreams.....she has nightmares

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~"Oh my. Aren't you the adorable one."~

Name: Rebecca Selie Valentine Nickname: Mistress (that's what her little darlings call her), Becky (Seriously, don't call her this) Age: Unknown (She was eighteen at least when she was turned, sometime during the Renaissance) Gender: Female (obviously) Powers:

~Glamour~

One of Rebecca's innate abilities is to conjure forth images that are pleasing to the eye, often provoking feelings of wonder, joy, love, and a sense of warmth and comfort

~Allurement~

With just a simple look into her eyes or a batting of her eyelashes, a soft smirk included, Rebecca can gain control of someone and lure them to her subconciously. Of course, it's only effective if the intended target is of weak will, but she is rather persistent in her...endeavors.

~Manipulation~

One of her more sinister devices, Rebecca's well known to be a master-manipulator, able to sway the thoughts and actions of those around her to fit her own needs and desires, whether through physical or mental prodding. Even, she has the ability to invade the dreams of her intended victims while they sleep and tamper with them, further corrupting their minds until they are under her control

~Shape-Shifting~

As with most Nosferatu, Rebecca has the ability to change shape into almost anything. Her most common alternate-form is of a black cat, but she can also form into a bat (naturally) or a cloud of dark mist. There is also the matter of her true vampiric form Weakness: Though she is a vampire, Rebecca is only affected by a few common vampire weaknesses. She can still ingest garlic, albeit in moderate amounts, and she can still traverse through sunlight, only for a short amount of time before she begins to feel weary, light-headed, and at some points nauseous. Prolonged exposure to sunlight may even cause her to faint or her skin to blister painfully, but this is only in the case of direct contact with her skin. Religious paraphernalia if touched to her skin will cause minor burns and the sight of such can cause her to have splitting migraines and even lash out angrily. Naturally though, a stake to the heart can kill her instantly. The same goes with forcing her to swallow holy water. But her one true weakness will always be adorable girls. Skills: Rebecca's particular skills have mostly come from her staving off her boredom for the last few hundred years, taking up menial hobbies and whatnot to entertain her. She is an avid poet and novelist, fluent with her words and has had a few of her books published in secret under a pen name Vaelerie DuMare, mostly horror and gothic romance novels. One of her books was even adapted into a manga recently (a yuri manga). She is also rather proficient in horseback riding and surprisingly, fencing, a sport she enjoys quite a bit for the rush she feels from it, plus she is quite the swordswoman. Not exactly a musical virtuoso, there have been times she's fiddled around with a violin or a piano, and is rather talented with both instruments. Hobbies: ~"Let's see. I believe I've already said I enjoy fencing and horseback riding and quite a few other things. Ah, but there is reading classical literature from all across the world, mostly Shakespeare, but I do adore the Greek Tragedies of Sophocles and Euripides, and of course the lovely poetry of Sappho. That reminds me, could chasing after adorable girls be considered a hobby?"~ No Rebecca...it cannot. *facepalm* "Can someone just stake her through the heart already?!" D:< You shut up! <.< Personality: Charming and elegant, a very courtesan attitude, she could woo you with just a few simple words or with just a look of her eyes. She cares for others and does what's necessary to help those in need, but when angered, her personality shifts and she becomes cold, relentless, and violent. Unlike some, Rebecca only pines for the simpler things of life. From day to day, she preoccupies herself with hobbies such as reading classic literature, listening to music, playing violin and piano, painting, etc., etc. It's become apparent to some that she enjoys the company of women more than men, possibly even a physical attraction to them. Though she is also sociable with men, she has a particular disdain for some, especially if they take advantage of a woman in any way or are cruel to them. Background:

House Valentine was once the most prominent of families in the Venetian Aristocracy. Baron Renault, Rebecca's father, was a wealthy landowner and a considerably generous philanthropist. He later fell in love with Marianne, a beautiful and famous actress and opera singer, and married, where upon later they had a daughter, Rebecca. Twas thanks to her mother that Rebecca was raised in an environment steeped in music and the arts. She loved to hear her mother sing and enjoyed watching her plays and her concerts with her father. She even dreamed once of becoming an actress just like her mother, to be adored and talented as she was...but sadly her dreams were cut short. One considerably dark and cloudy night, a stranger clad in black and wearing a mask visited her family's home, and with him....he brought unspeakable horrors. He was tame at first, rather charming to Rebecca, but his advances upon her and her mother became unsettling. Renault soon took notice and kindly, yet firmly he asked the man to leave. He did not.... Instead, the man revealed himself to be a creature of the damned. He murdered Rebecca's family right before her waking eyes, tearing them to pieces with his bare hands and lapping their blood off the floor. Then, he turned towards Rebecca, a savage gleam in his wicked red eyes. She tried to run away, far into the darkness of the forest surrounding her family's lavish abode, but he was too quick for her. Soon he caught her and pinned her to the ground ripping away her dress and defiling her once pure essence with his malice. Once the vile act was committed, the creature took her limp and lifeless body, tied stones to her ankles, and tossed her into a lake, never to be seen again... Tales of his massacre would spread like wildfire, but the killer's identity would never be known....except by one. Years past since that horrific night, a lowly fisherman out on his evening stroll discovered the woman's body after his hook snagged onto her. He pulled the seemingly dead woman out of the lake, but right as the full, crimson moon shined upon her corpse, Rebecca sprung to life instantly and attacked the man, draining him until he was nothing but a dried husk. She fled back to her home, only to find it in ruins, every last ounce of her family legacy gone in ashes. An anger surged within her as she looked to the charred remains of her family's mansion, her eyes becoming dark as the ash that surrounded her. Rebecca could see him again, his vile smirk, his despicable eyes leering with bloodlust. But worse....she had become just like him...a creature of the undead...a Vampire. From that day forward, she swore vengeance upon him killing her family, destroying her home...and turning her into a monster. Eventually, she caught up to the vampire and slayed him in cold blood, but by that time, the damage was already done. Her family gone, her house ruined, and her old life now in shambles, Rebecca soon turned towards her new life as a vampire, and ever so slowly, she embraced it. For several years, she's traveled about the world, immortality being the blessing it was, and seduced many a beautiful maiden to their imminent demise at her fangs. She steeped herself in not only practical knowledge such as mathematics, science, and philosophy, but also in the languages and cultures of the many places she had visited. Nevertheless, she kept her true identity as a Nosferatu hidden from the outside world, only indulging her savage bloodlust out of need for survival. The few who knew what she was were only those closest to her, be it a friend or a lover, and some willingly allowed Rebecca to feed from them. Now in the modern era, she's set her sights upon Orean Cause and it's many decadent delights, and soon...she intends to have them all as her lovely servants.

Likes: Women, some men, horseback riding, fencing, reading and writing, clothes that are sexy or expose her cleavage, BDSM, wine (about the only alcohol she will drink), roses, classical music, playing her violin, sleeping au naturale Dislikes: Staying out in the sun too long, a certain irritating school goth, extremely loud, tasteless music(Metal), cursing, religious paraphernalia, sleeping in a coffin (she never will), remembering the past, being immortal Optional:

Theme songs: Normal Theme Sad Theme Happy/Love Theme Mischievous Theme Slighted/Angry-sorta Theme Clubs: -Literature & Poetry Club -Art Club -Fencing Club -Riding Club -Orean Cause Swim Team (just an excuse really <.<) -Music Club -Drama Club Dreams: ~"I do believe by enrolling at Orean Cause, I have already achieved my lifelong dream, to be surrounded by so many adorable little darlings who will love and cherish me as much as I adore them too."~ "In other words, you wanna make the school into your damn harem." -_- ~"Care to join me, my dear? I'll be extra gentle with you."~ "Like fuck I would!! You're like the town bicycle!! Gawd only knows who's sat on that seat!!" D:<

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"Now, before the hangover kicks in, does anyone have a question? Preferably something that isn't ignorant?"

Name: Matthias Gray Nickname: Professor Gray (as he prefers to be called by students AND teachers), Matt ("If you call me that, I will personally have you removed from my sight." <.<), and the usual dickhead, asshole, douchebag, Professor Gay Age: "Just for the record, I'm currently 34 years old. My birthday is October twelfth, year withholding, and if you have any smart little jabs about my age, I'll see to it this school year is by far your most miserable." Powers: "I have the power all teachers have, deciding your fate. It's up to me if you graduate from this school, and by the looks of some of you here, that seems incredibly unlikely." (Powers will be revealed later >.> <.<) Weakness: Well, he's a drunk, so the only weakness for him is the morning after. Matthias does not do well during the early hours of the day. Skills: "I'm a classically trained artist. What skills do you think I have, you twit?" Hobbies: "A man as busy as me has no time to laze around like these ingrates I teach, but I suppose when I do have down time I enjoy the occasional cigarette." Personality: There are many choice words Professor Gray's students have for him, many that he's meticulously collected from time to time in a small notebook he keeps in his coat. He is rude, negative, pessimistic, condescending, spiteful, cold, mean, snarky, and all around carries the typical attitude of a stuck up art teacher, and as such he prides himself on his amazing artwork and tends to shoot others down for their creativity..or lack there of. ("Criticism doesn't always have to be constructive."). Nevertheless, there are times when Matthias shows some sense of sincerity, but it is rare among the crotchety bastard. For the most part, despite his loathing of his students, he considerably enjoys his job...maybe a bit too much. But he is by far the strictest and most hated teacher at Orean Cause. Background: "I'm a teacher. What more would you want to know of me than you already do? I've been teaching at Orean Cause for nearly seven years now, sculpting and shaping the young minds of today to be the movers and shakers of tomorrow, though I doubt that move would barely be a nudge just teaching them how to draw and paint." Likes: Alcohol, cigarettes, and destroying the hopes and dreams of his students Dislikes: Anime/Manga, Being called anything other than Professor Gray (even by teachers), every teacher and student he comes in contact with, his other job. Optional: He is constantly seen wearing black and he smokes and he drinks alot. He even keeps a silver flask full of vodka underneath his jacket and sneaks a sip every once in a while. Luckily it takes alot to get him drunk. Theme song: Fits him to a tee XD Clubs: "Again, art teacher. What do you think?" Dreams: "Dreams? Pfft! Dreams are trivial pursuits that do not exist. It's an excuse for starry eyed, dreamy high school kids who think once they leave the hallowed halls of this institution, they will be guaranteed that magical career they oh so desired, just because they dreamed it. Well, I'm here to tell you straight and simple, your dream doesn't exist. It is merely a fleeting image in your minds, a cute little butterfly that gets snatched up and mutilated by the hungry praying mantis called...life."

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