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hey katherin its ok either way idrc but am i accepted or no

Supernatural Prison

Name: Adrian Reichenberg
Age: 29
Appearance:

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Ability: Summoning and Astral Projection
Crime: Assisted suicide, murders, kidnapping, terrorism, disorderly conduct and battery
Personality: Adrian is a person who considers themselves to be the Blessed Emissary to the Supreme Being, and gets angry when gender pronouns are used for them, believing they are 'above the human construct of gender'. They're charismatic and narcissistic, with a strong personality and good at reading people. Acts like a patient and caring person, but can become hostile in a split second if questioned. Doesn't handle being ordered around and questioned well.
Bio: They grew up to a very Catholic single father who constantly beat him. As they grew older they grew more discontent with the teachings of the church, soon practicing they're own beliefs, discovering his powers in the process. They're father caught on to their rituals, and by 16 they were kicked out of their house for being 'a spawn of Satan.' Started making they're beliefs more widely known, and started gaining followers by the time they were an adult.

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A guard took Sebastian, who still hadn't calmed down much from the incident in the cafeteria. He was escorted to a chair, currently away from everyone else. Stll shaking, he put his elbows on his legs, propping p his head in his hands.

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Suddenly there as more noise than the normal dull roar of the cafeteria, and instinctively Sebastian hid his head in his arms, putting it on the table. There was even more noise, and he could hear one of the guards getting involved, with more yelling. He started shaking, muttering to himself, on the edge of a panic attack. He wasn't prepared for a morning like this at all.

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hmmm sounds neato

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The forest was a great place. He almost never ran into others in it, and when the did they were generally people similar to himself. A few spirits rested here and there, scattered throughout the woods, and even they could provide pleasant company. All in all, the forest was a great place for his training to be a shaman, but also great for just obtaining peace of mind. It was a casual day for him, he didn't have anything to do - He just wandered around, having conversations with the deceased.

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DixeyRay said
Katherine

thanks, wanted to make sure

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o ya dixey in your post were you talking to me of kathrine i couldn't tell

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Abel wasn't an artist. He could make technical drawings, but not much other than that. Physical work, though, he could definitely do. He was glad it was looking like they wouldn't have to do formal introductions, he had said maybe a total of 3 words so far and didn't plan to say much more.

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He never understood why it was necessary to wake him up and drag him to the cafeteria, it's not like he would eat anything anyway. He was lucky he had a few years practicing fasting, since yet again his anxiety prevented him from eating. This time he didn't even bother to grab any food, just found a table alone and sat there.