Vicier

♦ Through The Pages ♦ (Fairytale Roleplay)

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♦ The Moors - Rivenspire ♦

Interacting With: Herself.

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The both strong and rather irresistible smell of salty sea air washed in through the halls of the castle as her bare feet once more hit over the stone one after the other, the sound of porcelain and glass shattering against the wall filling the room before the sharp and extremely jagged shards falling to the ground, creating a rather dangerous hazard for all others but herself- oh, how the morn had been one of such grand productivity… long ago had she dealt with the petty squabbles of the sea witch; forcing her to once more return back to the depths of the ocean under threat of serving as the main dish in a lavish feast… even still, she had found time enough to pay her favorite, though still rather extremely temperamental kitty a little, and long needed visit; if not just to test his patience, and wear it thin for amusements sake… though now she stood before her throne, her normally ever darkened eyes all but glowing a gold in color as she glanced about in front of her, watching on with almost no joy in her expression as not only the servants, but also the knights that had been tending to her hurried to leave the room; each moving as quickly as they possibly could so that there was even that slim chance they would be lucky enough to escape the angered wrath of their Queen.

She was in a mood… even she could see that she was being a complete and utter bitch to all those who had done nothing to gain her anger being taken out upon them. They were merely doing their jobs; and as far as the truth went, it was a perfect case of being in the wrong place, at the wrong time… by the Gods, her hormones would not stop raging- waging a terrible war within, and causing for her ever increasingly dangerous, and more than common temper tantrums to piss even her off. The answer, however, was simple; she had to tell him… no, she had to tell the both of them- it was almost killing her to keep it to herself in the way that she had for these past couple of weeks; and how in the name of Hades was she supposed to explain herself when-… She didn’t even want to think about it right now; she couldn’t… there were far more pressing matters weighing upon her mind- the shadow man throwing a fit about the wild goose-chase she had sent him on many years prier, Rasputin groveling and begging for her to release his soul when the deal they had struck was yet to be completely fulfilled, Rothbart and his both strange and creepy fascination with cursing people into creatures thanks to his disgusting animal fetish.

Either way; that was what had set her off in the first place… It was just a comment made in passing; one which had been directed more towards the condition of her health, however it was more than clear that it had not been taken very well within the eyes of the Queen… eyes which were now burning brighter than they had ever done before, her long darkened locks fluttering lightly upon her back and over her shoulders as the magic which coursed through her veins began to build up, wrapping tight and almost visibly around her very figure as she lifted her arms slowly from where they had been held tensely at her sides, the very action causing the vast amount of shards that she had not long ago created to lift up into the air, hovering in place as though patiently awaiting some sort of order to fall from her lips.

“..you dare say such things about your Queen..!”

Throwing her arms forwards and towards where the stragglers remained, stumbling over one another in their big attempt at being able to leave the room in time, she caused the shards to sail through the air and soaring towards them, the corners of her soft pink lips turning up and into a both malicious and rather venomous type of smirk as she heard their panicked shouts, and screams of terror fill the air surrounding her at those who had been too slow in their actions got caught; most either injured or killed by the sharp edges of the glass and porcelain, as those in the group still able to walk quickly picked each other up before eventually, they left her standing alone within the room, standing before her throne- silence… my, how it was golden…

The sudden feeling of her stomach churning nauseously caused for her to hunch over slightly, her face scrunching up in disgust as her left hand dropped down to press lightly against her stomach, her right reaching back so that she could hold onto the arm of her throne for support, the large and extremely luxurious seat helping to keep her both upright and upon her feet- she hated being sick… the nausea, the tiredness, the lack of interest in almost all that she had to do… it showed weakness, and that was something she could not afford to show anyone; especially not Jafar or her brother. The very thought of it caused her left hand to grasp the arm of her throne tighter than she had ever before; the ever familiar magic still pulsing throughout her body causing the wood to crack slightly under her firm grasp.

Straightening herself back up once she had managed to regain the composure that she had lost due to the rather small bout of nausea she had received, she turned her attention once more back to her throne before she dropped herself back into it, her body lounging lazily into the cushioning as she crossed her legs over one another, her left hand working to smooth out the skirt of her dress she wore as she held her right hand out, her expression now one of pure boredom and her eyes once again flashing over a beautiful gold in color as she caused one of the goblets of wine that had been spilled to fill itself, her left hand lifting up to readjust the familiar hat she had stolen from her brother’s quarters upon her head as the now full goblet floated over and into her hand; the young woman swirling the bright red liquid within around a few moments as she stared into it, trying to sort through the thoughts that seemed so clearly to be plaguing her mind as she gave no sign that she was planning on moving from where it was that she sat lounged within her throne.

♦ Through The Pages ♦ (Fairytale Roleplay)

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Once Upon A Time...

♦ Prologue ♦

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Once upon a time, in a world much like our own, Kings and Queens ushered in an age of peace and understanding ruling together in order to ensure the safety and happiness of not only their people, but of their own families. A world once filled with compassion and love soon to be thrown into fear and darkness as an evil began to brew spreading throughout the lands leaving nothing but death and destruction in its wake; the evil stemming from the one most only ever spoke about in hushed tones. Unsatisfied with what she had the dark Queen sought out for the foulest of evil beings spread throughout the kingdoms offering them wealth and power beyond their wildest imaginations if together they pledged their allegiance to her service; wanting revenge on those who had led to their ultimate demise, they agreed, signing over their loyalty while in return gaining a feared and powerful ally. With the odds stacked in her favor, the Queen led her attack on the land causing strife and chaos to fill the kingdoms, and in turn allowing the villainous beings to force their way into power; each killing all and any who dared stand in their way.
Fearing for the future, the Kings and Queens of the realms worked together to try and ensure the safety for the children of the lands by sending them far away from the reach of all and any who would try to destroy them, knowing that taking this course of action would mean that they would no longer have the luxury of watching as their little ones grew. Appointing several guardians to make the trip as well everything was set in motion, however the dark Queen and her every growing army of evil struck attacking the royals before many of the children could escape from their clutches causing the portals to earth to close leaving those unlucky enough to be brought up as captures, serving the very people who had sought to destroy their lives. The children fortunate to get away were scattered about the earth each falling to the ground leaving them to fend for themselves until the time came when they were finally ready to rejoin the world and take back what was rightfully theirs; though with each year that passed the memories of their past lives began to fade away leaving them what they could only believe to be dreams of something that would never be.

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Chapter One
♦ A Chance To Return ♦

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♦ Through The Pages ♦ (Fairytale Roleplay)

Name (Rivenspire): Robin Hood.
Other Names (Rivenspire): Lancelot Du Lac.
Real Name (Rivenspire): Philip De' Fortesque.
Occupation (Rivenspire): Self employed; Thief.
Place Of Origin: Avonlea; Rivenspire.
Age: 24.
Affiliation (Rivenspire): Chaotic Good.

Hider

A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society.

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (11 Years Old):



Appearance - Rivenspire (24 Years Old):



Wardrobe Style (Rivenspire):


~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: Single.
Partner: None... for now.
Father: King Maurice De' Fortesque (Deceased).
Mother: Queen Colette De' Fortesque (Deceased).
Siblings: Belle De' Fortesque.
Pet/s: Philip has his own grey horse named, Aussigris.
Other: Robin is incredibly close to his Merry Men.

~Personal Information~

Personality:
Robin is brave and at times shows lack of care of his own life. This being said he is incredibly protective of those who he deems close to him, even those who are older and are more than capable of protecting themselves. He would gladly throw himself in the way of a bullet and sacrifice himself for anyone he holds dear. These feelings are not unrequited though for those who stand beside him would quickly show him the same courtesy. He is quite intelligent and calculating but he is quick to think on his feet which has gotten him out of many scrapes before. Robin is still young and from that he can be juvenile and despite his brain he sometimes doesn't think before he does. He is fueled by revenge which does, at times, cloud his judgement. Despite the anger inside him, he keeps quite a cool head but is more willing to fight it out verse talk it out. Having been raised to the age of eleven as a noble man's son, some noble mannerisms have stuck with him. Chivalry being one of the major ones.

Strengths:
Robin Hood is a master of most all fighting techniques from long ranged, bow and arrow, to close combat with sword or hand to hand. Hood has a soft footed walk, allowing him to easily sneak around without detection. He can pick locks with easy and is an escape artist. Robin is a natural leader has easily convinced men and women much older than himself to follow him.

Weaknesses:
Robin is a passionate man and often follows his own whims. He is an excellent leader but often struggles to follow which places him in complicated positions with those of authority. He will often do as he believes is right and sees far more grey in the spectrum of good and evil than most.

Weapons:
Robin keeps a sword, his bow and arrows, and several daggers on his person at most moments.

Brief Biography (Life In The Fairy Tale World):
Phillip De' Fortesque was once a nobleman. He once had land to his name and a title before it. However, thirteen years ago, after the death of his parents, he and his older sister, Isabella were placed under the wing of Clayton Le' Gume, a man that Phillip never truly trusted. His intuition proved to be right as the man took the throw, Phillip's rightful place as the heir to the crown of Province.However, he was unaware of how deep the man's betrayal went.

After months of finding anyway possible to defy the man, who presented himself like their new father to world and was tyrant in private, Clayton approached him with a truce. Philip would get his own land that he could rule over, so long as he abide by the rules that were laid forth by himself, the King. This wasn't everything that Phillip wanted but it seemed like a compromise. One that allowed Phillip to escape the man. To the feud to rest, Phillip was invited to hunt with the King's party that afternoon but things went unexpectedly.

As Phillip rose his arrow to shoot a deer, he felt a splitting pain in his back, causing him to cry out. Reaching behind himself, he felt an arrow's shaft against his fingers. He turned, raising his bow again, taking aim at his assailant. He released his arrow and watched as it sailed passed the King, missing him entirely. That was when a second arrow collided with his chest, sending him backwards. Stumbling, he fell onto his back lodging the first arrow further into his body. He lay there, choking on his own blood as he heard the sound of hooves leaving.

On his back, he stared at the clouds, tears sliding down his cheeks. In that moment, he tried to accept his death... However, there was too much for him to do, he was simply too young for this fate.

And much to his fortune, this was not his fate. A group of rather jolly men, found the poor bleeding boy and took pity on him. They took him in and nursed his wounds but they never planned for him to live. Merely wished to give him a more comfortable death. However, Phillip fought for his life and against everyone's beliefs survived the brutal attack. It was these men who took the young man, who refused to give them a name, into their fold, naming and teaching him. Phillip desired to better himself in the art of the bow and arrow, so that he might one day seek revenge on the man who had tried to kill him.

However, Phillip was not happy living his days in hiding. As him and the merry men, traveled through the woods, they often came upon towns and villages that were in near ruin thanks to the Queen's men or taxes. At the age of 18, Phillip took it upon himself to help the people and looked to the men he was living with for help. It took a bit of convincing, offering to be the one without a horse for a full week or to make their shelter and fire for the next few times they found a place to stop.

So the next time the men came, Phillip and the jolly men were ready for them and showed them resistance they had not been expecting. With little fighting, the soldiers retreated and the town celebrated. The celebrations did not last long before the soldiers were back with more men and beat Phillip and the men to a pulp. Seeing Phillip as the leader, they took him into custody as they burned the town leaving the people to burn with it. It was then that Phillip learnt that fighting might not always win. The Royals had armies with more trained soldiers than most any town that they attacked could supply. These people didn't need an army... They needed money.

Dragged to some outpost, they tied Phillip to a chair and beat him brutally, trying to beat him into some kind of submission. However, when they finally let the boy be, he threw himself out of his chair and slowly dragged himself across the ground until he reached a table with many blades laid out on it. Struggling to his feet slightly, Phillip turned and grabbed one of the knives and cut into the ropes that held him captive. Once free, the boy had every intention to escape but thought back to his revelation hours prior. With a grin on his face, he quietly snuck around the room, grabbing a bag and stuffing anything that looked to have some kind of value into it. Growing rather cocky, he did not leave with his bag full of treasure just yet. He slipped out into the hall and began to steal the bounty of riches that the outpost held. When his bag became so heavy that he feared he would not be able to carry it back to the village, he snuck into one last room where he found a beautiful bow and quiver. Smiling, he gathered them both onto his back and ran to the window to look below at what the fall held for him. Grinning as he found the stables and a kind pile of hay, he tossed his bag down before him and climbed into the window when he heard a man yell, "Hold, villain."

In quick movement, Phillip removed an arrow from his new quiver and notched it before he turned, pointing the weapon at the man who stood at the other end of the room, brandishing a sword. Phillip smiled, "The Sheriff of Nottingham, I presume," he said as he pointed with his arrow head to the man's rich attire, "Sir, have you any pocket change for a lowly serf?"

"I will give you nothing!" The Sheriff yelled back before he advanced forward.

Phillip pulled the string on his bow back a little further, "Ah, ah, how much time do you think it will take me to put this arrow between your eyebrows? Enough time for you to stop me? I think not."

The Sheriff growled before unhooking his coin purse from his belt and tossing it to Phillip. The boy released the arrow into the Sheriff's sword arm's shoulder before catching the bag. The man howled, "Who are you?"

Phillip laughed... The nobleman he had once been was long dead. That boy was assumed dead by the entire world, "Robin Hood," He said simply, taking the name the merry men had given to him years ago, before he jumped out the window into the hay below and gathered his bag before taking a horse and racing off with his riches.

When he returned to the town, he found it to be in better conditions than he had expected. The people had managed somehow to put out the fire and were doing their best to fix the damages that had been done. The happy men ran to surround Phillip's horse when he returned. Phillip smiled to them, battered and bloodied as he was, "What... You didn't actually expect me to walk while you rode," He joked before he rose his bag into the air, "I bring riches from the kind Sheriff of Nottingham for the people." He tossed it in front of himself, allowing the silver and gold to spill out, "May that cover your taxes."

It was from that day on that Phillip forgot about the boy he had once been and became Robin Hood, the thief who stole from the rich and gave to the poor.

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~General Information~

Name (Rivenspire): Belle De' Fortesque.
Other Names (Rivenspire): The Huntress, Head Knight, King's Ward.
Real Name (Rivenspire): Isabella De' Fortesque; Princess of the Avonlea.
Occupation (Rivenspire): Head Knight (Presently), Huntress (Presently).
Place Of Origin: Avonlea; Rivenspire.
Age: Twenty-Seven.
Affiliation (Rivenspire): True Neutral (Presently).

True Neutral (Presently) - * A true neutral character does what seems to be a good idea. She doesn’t feel strongly one way, or the other when it comes to good vs. evil or law vs. chaos. Most neutral characters exhibit a lack of conviction or bias rather than commitment to neutrality. Such a character thinks of good as better than evil- after all, she would rather have good neighbors and rulers than evil ones. Still, she’s not personally committed to upholding good in any abstract or universal way. Some neutral characters, on the other hand, commit themselves philosophically to neutrality. They see good, evil, law, and chaos as prejudices and dangerous extremes. They advocate the middle way of neutrality as the best, most balanced road in the long run. Neutral is the best alignment you can be because it means you act naturally, without prejudice or compulsion.

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Age Fourteen):



Appearance - Rivenspire (Age Twenty-Seven):



Wardrobe Style (Rivenspire):
Avonlea (Presently) - While no longer seeming to be the sweet and charming Princess of Avonlea; Isabella's wardrobe continues to show her royal status due to being doted on almost hand and foot by the King, Gaston, the young woman's wardrobe full to the brim by a large range of dresses to cover many a different occasion (Royal Dress #01, Royal Dress #02, Royal Dress #03, Royal Dress #04, Royal Dress #05, Royal Dress #06, Royal Dress #07, Royal Dress #08, Royal Dress #09); however it is more than clear by any and all who know her that while she is more than comfortable wearing such gifts of which have been presented to her, she has (over the years) grown used to the practicality and mobility of her uniform- the head Knight slowly beginning to feel more at home within the fitted leather and armor than anything else.

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: Single.
Partner: None.
Father: King Maurice De' Fortesque (Deceased).
Mother: Queen Colette De' Fortesque (Deceased).
Siblings: Prince Phillip De' Fortesque (Presumed Deceased).
Pet/s: Given to her as a present for her nameday when she was younger, Isabella owns and cares for her beloved pet Clydesdale which she calls Phillipe.
Other: None.

Detailed Relationship Information

-TBW-

~Personal Information~

Personality Traits: Depicted as brave, selfless, extremely resourceful and highly intelligent, Isabella has a very strong and independent survivalist instinct fueled by her difficult past causing her to be quite good at thinking outside the box. Very strong, often stubborn and unwittingly determined, Isabella will most times act first before asking questions later, the woman learning from her past that she needs to do whatever she can to survive though she has a base instinct to protect those who are weak and have no skills or methods in which to protect themselves. Usually a very logical person, Isabella sometimes has trouble controlling her emotions when things become quite stressful around her. Unlike most who are forced into surviving on their own, Isabella is not a natural born healer, becoming quite squeamish and reluctant when it comes to tending her own and the wounds of others around her, instead choosing to focus on things that she deems more important such as: hunting, gathering, tracking and fighting. Nevertheless, she knows the basics of first aid, including how to clean and dress a wound to keep it from getting infected and in turn the person getting worse over time.

A fiercely determined and resourceful fighter, Isabella is easily underestimated by those who stand against her and while a polite young woman, almost always finds herself in some sort of disagreement with those in positions of authority, using her own resources when it comes to getting through life, showing that she does have the true instincts of a survivor. Though seeming confident and calm in most situations she is forced into, Isabella has a nasty habit of biting her nails whenever she gets nervous or anxious, sometimes having to force and consciously stop herself from doing so when she is in the company of others. In addition to her issues when it comes to trusting others around her, Isabella is not always socially adept and most times has a hard time making friends due to the emotional strain on her life, the memories of which sometimes make her come across as cold to those around her; though this is more concerned with the responsibility she has for her position in the royal household rather than with being social, sometimes making her awkward around people.

Though at times she can be rather blunt and bitingly cynical; Isabella has a very passionate side which she only shows around Gaston in the privacy of his chambers, though in the company of others she has a maternal instinct which tends to kick in more than she would like. Not very good at acting for the camera so to say, Isabella comes across best when she is just being herself, however more stressful situations seem to cause her emotions to flair and to overrule her better judgement. With an absolute hatred for games played by those trying to trying to hurt her and those around her, Isabella has a detestation for being used as a "pawn" and dislikes having the weight of her old title weighing down on her shoulders knowing that there's nothing she can do about it now.

Strengths: Known throughout Rivenspire to be both highly skilled and exceedingly intelligent in not only archery, but also in both tracking and hunting; Isabella does all that she can to continue adding to her already quite impressive skill set- the years passing by helping her to become experienced in other area's such as both fishing and trapping while out on a hunt, while her experience with wielding and throwing blades gives her a higher expertise when finishing off a wounded prey animal; her time spent growing up under the care and ever watchful eyes of both Clayton and Gaston, showing both herself and those around her that she is exceptionally skilled at throwing her blades- giving the indication that she also holds the skill to throw most, if not all projectile weapons, however she has not looked too far into this skill.

Also seen to be not only an extremely skilled tree-climber, but also an exceptionally fast runner; Isabella is known to have amazing reflexes, especially when it comes to handling weapons such as a bow and arrow- her great speed and excellent flexibility allowing her to be able to draw an arrow, and strike down several targets in a quick succession of time; spending quite a bit of her time out in the forests on hunts, she has also taken the time in life to educate herself on each edible, medicinal, and highly poisonous plant life- the young woman able to correctly identify almost all flora within Rivenspire; her knowledge in many area's also helping to give her a highly skilled sense of woodcraft.

Weaknesses: Though she hates to admit it to herself, and does all within her power to keep it hidden from those around her, Isabella has a weakness and soft spot within her heart for not only children, but also animals which she considers to be cute or cuddly; the young woman especially having a strong and rather affectionate pull towards felines and equines.

Magic Capabilities:
Although she lives in a world where magic runs deep, and has met people in Rivenspire who possess magic; Isabella herself possesses no magical abilities or qualities, however she has never attempted to see whether or not she is capable of such feats of magic- the young huntress instead relying on both her intelligence and skill set to get her where she needs to be, rather than relying on magic like others that she has met in the past.

Weapons:
Brought up and trained alongside Gaston; Isabella is known to be not only an expert swordsman and blades-woman, but also one of the best archers within Rivenspire- the young woman's weapon of choice however is very much dependent upon the task that is presented before her, whether this be something as simple as being dragged along on another hunting trip with the King in the forests surrounding Avonlea, or something of a much more serious nature such as fighting against another who proves to be a worthy opponent. Along with her skills and rather natural talent with both a blade and bow, Isabella has also shown much promise with other weapons such as the mace, throwing knives, and lances- however these are not her preferred weapons of choice, the huntress much like her King more than happy to choose a sword, or a bow an arrow whenever given the choice.

Biography (Before Earth):
Born into and brought up under the warm and loving care of her family; Isabella grew up an exceedingly caring and intelligent young girl, not only loved by all those who knew and met her, but also extremely close to her younger brother, Phillip- the two of them as thick as thieves and practically inseparable, almost always being found within each others company; whether it be finding themselves wandering into trouble, or just enjoying each others company by the fireplace in their mother's library. However, as the evil that had begun to accumulate and spread throughout the lands, her parents did all that they could to stand up against Maleficent and those who gave her their loyalty; their defiance eventually forcing the Dark Queen's hand and causing her to send her knights after the royal family, sending their lives spiraling down and out of their control.

Forced to do nothing else but hide and stay quiet; Isabella watched on in helpless silence as both her mother and father were struck down in their prime before her very eyes, the young Princess too terrified to leave the place in which her mother had hid her- found hours later by none other than Gaston, both absolutely terrified and clinging to her younger brother, she quickly sought out for comfort within her childhood friends arms, the young man all too willing to give her the care that she both wanted and needed. Searching out for and seeking the guidance of his father on what was to happen to both her and her brother; Isabella was quickly taken in as the new Kings young ward, raised alongside Phillip and Gaston under the care and training of the new King, the young girl soon suffering the loss of her beloved brother before eventually, growing into a beautiful and confident young woman- though the once sweet and innocent young child, while at times striking fear into the hearts of the people of Avonlea, still holding onto a shred of hope that seems to come to her more times than none in the form of dreams... a stunning rose, a golden deer, and the most beautiful pair of blue eyes she has ever seen...

Biography (Life On Earth):
Due to being taken in and raised after the gruesome murder of her parents, as not only a ward, but also as a Knight and a huntress under the ever watchful eye and guidance of both Clayton, and his son Gaston; Isabella never had the chance to go to Earth- the young woman continuing to live within the castle; staying and serving out her duties under Gaston, the new King of Avonlea.

~Other Information~

Other: Whenever she unable to be found on a hunt, or when she no longer has any duties to perform for her title as Head Knight; Isabella is on the rare occasion found hidden away within the (now) locked and boarded up library of Avonlea castle, which was gifted to her mother long before her and her brother were born- the young woman not only having read many of the books that it holds, but she is also able to recall information from those in which she has indeed read, whenever she is asked to do so.

There has only ever been one job in which she has never been able to complete, unable to find it within her heart to go through with just what it was that was being asked of her- the huntress choosing to allow the young woman to run free from her wrath, rather than killing her on the spot; and instead provided the Queen who had hired her services with the heart of a stag that she had hunted down.

~Theme Song~

"Search Inside" By Catty Nior (Monster High).

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~Adam Potts - The Beast~

Name: Adam Potts
Other Names: Beast, Prince Adam
Real Name: Adam Le' Gume
Age: 29
Occupation: Shamed Prince

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Age 16):



Appearance - Today (Age 29 - Beast):



Appearance - Today (Age 29 - Human):


Personality Traits:
After coming into contact with his curse, Adam's personality has a sort of split to it. Though he has two forms, Adam is far from being two different people, or having a split personality. He does, however, have a hard time acting human while a beast, and acting beastly while human.

While human, Adam comes across as somewhat aloof, choosing to distance himself from others outside of his castle family. By being harshly cast away by his own father, Adam has it set in his mind that no one can truly love him, and therefore has a somewhat grim, gruff exterior that takes a bit of effort to chip away. His adoptive mother, Mrs. Potts, saw to it that Adam had everything he could ever want, trying to make him feel at home, comfortable, and loved to distract him from the thoughts of his past and who he was. This, despite her good intentions, only raised him as being selfish, spoiled and expecting most things done for him rather than doing them himself. When he doesn't get his way, for whatever reason, this tends to bring out his irascible side and is quick to anger and frustrarion, though hardly ever becomes violent.

These personality traits are only amplified while in his beast form. He becomes angry, fierce and even merciless very quickly and can become quite abusive with little to no remorse. He seems to have a constant chip on his shoulder, showing that in this form, he becomes extremely touchy if someone even just looks at him the wrong way. It has also been seen that Adam becomes even childish while he is transformed. Impatient, immature and very bitter, Adam simply has practically lost all sense of himself and most times, it feels as though someone else is controlling his actions while he is forced to sit by and watch.

There is a constant, between the two forms, however. No matter what state he is in, Adam has a constant feel of loneliness, memories of his past and knowledge of what he is making him feel tortured from the inside and even suicidal.

Adam constantly longs to be the man that he was before he was afflicted. He used to be kind, gentle, innocent and even humble. He was raised modestly and with very little worldly things. With Belle, he could even be compassionate, heroic, sensitive, protective and especially romantic - all traits he formed early in hopes to win her heart. These were not traits his father was particularly proud of, however, so Adam had to be careful how much of himself he showed to certain people, but Belle always brought out the best in him. His acts were selfless, always gifting her small, circumstantial things, but they were from the heart and therefore, had more meaning. That boy was a far cry from who he was now, and it kills him.

Skills:
Being born and raised a hunter, Adam possesses skills that relate as such. Tracking, bow proficiency, animal preservation, camouflage and so on... However, since his time in Lupinis, these skills have substantially dismissed for their lack of use. Instead, Adam has taken to the life of Equestrianism. His adoptive mother, Mrs. Potts, saw to it that Adam spent a great amount of time on a horse when not tending to the daily "princely" duties of the castle. At the age of sixteen, Adam became thoroughly introduced to the life of horses and everything that a horse is capable of, including what he can do on a horse. Whether it comes to breeds, breeding, horseshoeing, breaking, branding, or riding, Adam knows it. He has even spent a good amount of time roping animals while on a horse, as Mrs. Potts found it good for his image by entering him in a majority of competitions as he grew up.

When in his beast form, however, Adam has a completely new set of skills. All of his senses are heightened, including (but not limited to) sight, smell, taste, touch and hearing. He even has a "sixth sense" about him when things are about to happen. With his beast form, also comes claws, canines and a significant amount of strength. Though not exactly trained in how to use his temporary body, Adam is a "beastly" force to be reckoned with when it comes to physicality. A lot of his hunter instincts from his childhood come back into play in this form, as he is able to see, smell and track down nearly anything he has a scent on. However his unpredictable nature makes it so that he mainly only does it for himself.

Biography (Before Earth):
Born the oldest in a set of twins, Adam was raised immediately into the hunter life by his father, Clayton. He and his brother, Gaston, took it upon themselves to constantly compete with one another in any and all things. Who grew the most over the summer, who could tack a horse the quickest, who was faster, who got the bigger kill, and even, who caught the eye of Princess Isabella first.

Princess Isabella was introduced to them at a very early age. Adam first laid eyes on her at a political announcement of some sort (Adam was too young to really care or pay attention) but the Princess was there, quietly standing and doing her part by just being there. Immediately, Adam knew he was in love. His brother seemed to share the same thought, however it wasn't until their father started making trades with King Maurice that the boys realized they might actually have a chance.

They spent years competing with one another for her favor, though the three did end up creating close bonds with each other and eventually became best friends. The boys would go hunting, and Isabella would be waiting at the lodge on the day of their return to greet them with open arms and an open ear for their stories.

Then, one year, when the boys wereally sixteen, they were out hunting and competing for the largest stag. Gaston's, naturally, was much larger and Adam was desperate to get in a larger kill but they were already heading back into town. Joking with Adam on how Isabella would reward him with a kiss for the larger deer, Adam was then distracted by signs of a deer close by. He dismounted and tracked the animal down, finding the legendary golden stag.

The golden stag was a story passed down through generations, warning and all to not harm it, lest a terrible fate become of them. Not one for believing in such stories, Adam attempted to hunt it down, knowing that if he bagged it, not only would he impress Isabella, but King Maurice as well.

Gaston strongly advised against it, talking Adam out of killing the golden stag, and Adam was left with the puny deer he had fallen earlier. However he came across a rose bush in the place he had last seen the stag and picked one for Isabella. Little did Adam know, that little act would change his life forever.

When they returned, Gaston was tasked to the horses and Adam to their kill. Isabella had been running late that day to greet them, and didn't show up until Gaston was already in the stables. Adam presented the rose to her, expecting nothing more than a hug from the Princess (as per usual) but this time, she kissed him. After a rather surprising intimate moment, Isabella told Adam that she had made her choice of the two brothers, and chose him. Gaston witnessed the event, and in a rage, stormed off, swearing to never forgive his brother for manipulating Isabella into choosing him. Heartbroken for his twin brother, but also wanting to seal his fate with the Princess, Adam went back out into the forest on his own to hunt down the golden stag - he needed something concrete to present to the King before he and Isabella could go public.

It took him all night, but Adam found the golden stag. There was a voice in his head, warning him over and over again to leave it alone. Figuring it was just his brothers words in memory, Adam ignored the warning and shother at the stag. Right before the arrow made impact, it dissolved into thin air, and the golden stag took on the form of a beautiful enchantress.

Adam tried apologizing, but the Enchantress wanted nothing of it. Instead, she bestowed a curse onto the young man, condemning him to a beastly form whenever the moon cycle matched that nights - a full moon. She explained to Adam that because his greed and arrogance clouded his judgement, he would be cursed until he could soften his heart. He was to find someone he could love, and for them to love him in return.

His body changed, hands and feet becoming claws, his teeth sharpening and his skin covered in fur. He was a monster, and for that first night, his thoughts were as such.

If asked today what had happened that night, after much probing, Adam would tell of how he awoke in the forest the next morning, his fur covered in blood and his horse bear devoured next to him. Terrified, and still in his beast form, Adam ventured further into the forest where he couldn't hurt anyone else.

Six nights later, Adam's body returned to normal, and he begrudgingly returned to Avonlea where he was immediately embraced by his father, who believed him to be dead. With hot, spilling tears, Adam told Clayton what had happened, looking for any amount of comfort, but instead his father'saw hand met with his cheek. Clayton was beyond angry, and cast Adam out of Avonlea. His son was a monster now, an animal... so he gave Adam one days head start before he would hunt him down like one.

The last thing Adam saw while he fled his home was one of Isabella's books. Wanting something of hers, as he couldn't even tell her goodbye, Adam took the book, his father's horse, and left the life he knew behind.

Adam travelled for months. He was hungry, cold and weak. Eventually, he just passed out in the snow, ready to die, but a kind old woman found him and took him I'm, choosing to raise him as her own.

Mrs. Potts had once been the Queen of Lupinis, but in the last decade or so, she handed over the Kingdom to her son, Chip. She spent her days in the castle helping wherever she could, especially in the kitchen.

Even knowing of Adam's secret, she raised him as any other boy. She saw to his education and recreational activities, even spoiling him with gifts to help the hole she knew he had in his heart. And when the moon cycle came, Adam was given a prison cell that was separate from the others below the castle where he would be chained up until the cycle passed.

Only a very select few people know about Adam's curse. Not even his adopted brother, Chip, knows where Adam goes for the one week a month. Mrs. Potts has fabricated a story over the years to help Adam's alibi - that he's gone hunting or had a competition in one of the neighboring Kingdoms. During this time, however, Adam is comforted only by his friends, Cogsworth and Lumiere, as they are the only ones brave enough to face him that way.

There have been a few times Adam's anger takes over completely and escapes the castle to terrorize the village or smaller surrounding towns. This started an array of rumors and legends across all Kingdoms of the Lupinis Beast.

Biography (Life On Earth):
Adam has never been to Earth and does not even know of its existence.

Other:

Adam has a pet dog named Sultan, and is very rarely from his side.

He is also partial to his Arabian horse, Thunder, and uses him as his preferred mount.

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~General Information~

Name (Rivenspire): Gaston Le' Gume.
Other Names (Rivenspire): Rourke, Master Hunter, King of Province.
Real Name (Rivenspire): Gaston Rourke Le' Gume; King of the Province.
Occupation (Rivenspire): King of the Avonlea, Master Hunter.
Place Of Origin: Avonlea; Rivenspire.
Age: Twenty-Nine.
Affiliation (Rivenspire): Neutral Evil (Presently).

Neutral Evil (Presently) - * A neutral evil character does whatever he can get away with. He is out for himself, pure and simple. He sheds no tears for those he kills, whether for profit sport, or convenience. He has no love of order and holds no illusion that following laws, traditions, or codes would make his any better or more noble. On the other hand, he doesn’t have the restless nature or love of conflict that a chaotic evil character has. Some neutral evil characters hold up evil as an ideal, committing evil for its own sake. Most often, such characters are devoted to evil deities, or secret societies. Neutral evil beings consider their alignment to be the best because they can advance themselves without regard for others.

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Age Sixteen):



Appearance - Fairy Tale World (Age Twenty-Nine):



Wardrobe Style (Rivenspire):
Avonlea (Presently) - Though well known for being the King of Avonlea; Gaston does everything within his power to keep the memory of his alive in his mind so that he doesn't ever forget where it is that he actually came from, as well as who he truly is, including within his wardrobe- the young King more often than not dressing as the master hunter which he prefers rather than as the King in which he is supposed to be (Hunting/ Casual Outfit #01, Hunting/ Casual Outfit #02, Hunting/ Casual Outfit #03); however, while attending to royal matters of the court, or entertaining important guests, the young man will dress the part of King (Royal Outfit #01, Royal Outfit #02, Royal Armor #01, Royal Armor #02, Royal Armor #03), owning many different an outfit which cover a range of varied activities and situations.

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: Single.
Partner: None.
Father: King Clayton Le' Gume (Deceased).
Mother: Queen Narissa Le' Gume (Deceased).
Siblings: Prince Adam Le' Gume (Forgotten Via Curse).
Pet/s: Due to the grief of losing his father to unknown circumstances on an expedition, Gaston passionately despises what he hunts, however has a deep fascination with rare and interesting animals, choosing to keep a small but personal collection.
Other: None.

Detailed Relationship Information

-TBW-

~Personal Information~

Personality Traits: Shown in rare times to be an understanding, reasonable and kind man, Gaston Le' Gume is most often or not seen as funny, mischievous and in most cases as slightly immature, choosing to act childish in most situations rather than as the serious King he is supposed to be. Learning from a young age how to hunt and kill creatures of all kinds, Gaston unlike most children around him was raised like a warrior, the young man never once resenting his upbringing preferring the life of a hunter rather than the every day "apple pie" lifestyle of those around him. Known for his rather luede humor and sexual innuendos, the young King is extremely flirtatious and tends to use a "seductive purr" when conversing with women who seem able to catch his eye. Typically avoiding emotional intimacy, Gaston prefers to engage with women he only see's as sexual partners, the womanizing male only ever having one woman in his sights to whom he really shows any emotional attachments to, becoming jealous and sometimes violent to any if not all males he catches touching, talking or even so much as looking at the young and capable woman in his charge.

Though never showing it to any who aren't considered as close as family, Gaston values the safety and progression of his Kingdom and it's people above anything else, even going so far as to side with those he considers enemies or sacrificing his own life in order to keep things from going down a path he deems to be the wrong one. Willing to do whatever it takes to make sure he gets what he want's he is unafraid to use methods or to search out items that others would not normally take into consideration. Typically very ruthless and extremely aggressive when he is hunting, such a task in which he approaches quite enthusiastically, Gaston is the more merciless of all those living within the Rivenspire. However, despite all that, he is capable of acknowledging when he has gone too far, even when seeing the world around him as more like black and white. Due to the grief of losing his father to unknown circumstances on an expedition, Gaston passionately despises what he hunts and is prepared to kill without question more often than not, unlike most of the hunters under his rule.

Despite his unwelcome traits seen by all around him, Gaston is very laid-back and well-disposed when he is not on a hunt or having to deal with the stressful situations that seem to arise when King, valuing the safety of those he sees as family above all else. Though while on occasion he can be somewhat impulsive as well as arrogant, Gaston is both extremely intelligent and quite competent, and is more likely to exhibit his irrational behavior when those he loves are threatened. However underneath his seeming arrogance and self-righteousness, Gaston does on occasion show signs of self-loathing and insecurity, and is always quick to blame himself when things to wrong, regardless of whether or not he is actually to blame. Even though Gaston keeps himself in excellent physical condition, he is well known for his poor eating habits, choosing more often or not to feast on greasy, fattening or otherwise unhealthy foods while rejecting and dismissing others such as salads, in which he tends to refer to as "rabbit food". Enjoying the uncomplicated things in life, such as good food and music, Gaston almost constantly displays some level of humorous behavior, and frequently makes light of tough situations; though he sometimes appears foolish due to this habit, this seems to merely be his way of dealing with stress put on him.

Strengths: Seen and known through Avonlea to be an expert sword fighter; Gaston is a swift and precise swordsman and blades-man, known to dart out of the way of his opponents' attacks, and immediately counterattack without any wasted movement- however he also, by no means, is lacking in physical strength either; able to not only ward off blows from strong and aggressive opponents, but to also hold his own in a fight against them- his proficiency with a sword and other blade allowing him to defeat several opponents at once, though he is also seen to be quite capable of throwing the weapon accurately, and with quite deadly precision. In addition to his skills with a blade; Gaston is also shown to be extremely resilient when it comes to his training- showing promise with several other weapons such as: a mace, throwing knives, and a lance; however these are not his preferred weapons of choice.

Known throughout the Rivenspire as being a master hunter; Gaston is both highly skilled and extremely intelligent when it comes to both archery and hunting, the king's experience with wielding and throwing blades helping him greatly when finishing off his wounded prey animal- the many years passing him by giving him the time and opportunity to expand on, and keep his skills sharp while doing all that he could to teach everything that he knew, and had learnt in his past to his second in command, Isabella; and while he is seen to be quite agile when it comes to his field, his slightly bulkier figure has made his reflexes only slightly slower than that of his huntress- though he is still able to shoot an arrow from a distance, and while it might take him a little longer, he is excellent and capable enough to hunt, defend himself, and to have earned himself the title that he so proudly wears.

Weaknesses: Much unlike his father before him who looked after him with a slightly detached-type of love; Gaston has an extremely soft spot, as well as a very special place within his heart for both Cinderella and Isabella which allows them to get away with a lot more than he really should being their King and employ- the young man, though not always seeming like it, doing what he can to always keep an eye on them, and willing to do all and anything within his power to make sure that they was safe, even though it is clear to all that they can sometimes make it exceedingly hard, and are more than capable of looking after themselves.

Magic Capabilities:
While living, working and dealing with many people in the Rivenspire who possess magic; Gaston himself possesses no magical ability or qualities, however he has also never tried to see whether he is capable of such feats- the King preferring to use his own pure strength and skill, rather than relying on feats of magic.

Weapons:
Known to be not only an expert swordsman and blades-man, but also a highly skilled archer; Gaston's weapon of choice will always depend on the task that is presented before him, whether this be something as simple as hunting in the forests surrounding Avonlea, or something more serious as fighting against another who proves to be a worthy opponent- along with his skills with a blade and a bow; Gaston also shows promise with other weapons such as a mace, throwing knives, and a lance- however these are not his preferred weapons of choice, the King more than happy to choose a sword, or a bow an arrow whenever given the choice.

Brief Biography (Life In Rivenspire):
While there are somethings which are widely known about Gaston's past, such as his father's disappearance, his upbringing as the personal hunters for the Royal family of Avonlea, and his close childhood bonds formed not only with the Princess Isabella, but also with the charming young Cinderella and young miss Audrey; not much else is known publicly about his life before coming into power thanks to the Dark Queen's support; however, the young man is caught in one of his odd moods, and is asked about it, Gaston has no issues in answering questions pertaining to the life that he has live thus far.

Brief Biography (Life On Earth):
Becoming the only Prince of Avonlea when his father, Clayton Le' Gume, was crowned King; Gaston did all that he could to help his father raise Isabella, while working hard to become the future ruler that his father always wanted him to become- as such, he not only never made it to Earth; he is completely unaware that such a place even exists.

~Other Information~

Other: Though known around the Rivenspire for sleeping with many a woman who manage to catch his eye, Gaston has an extreme soft spot and special place in his heart for Isabella- the King oftentimes becoming exceeding jealous, and sometimes even dangerously violent whenever he catches men talking, touching, or even so much as looking in her direction; already having come to the conclusion in his mind, and in his heart, that she will one day become his wife- however he speaks of his plans for their future to no-one other than Cinderella.

~Theme Song~

"Kryptonite" By 3 Doors Down.

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Cinderella

~General Information~

Name (Rivenspire - FT World): Cinderella.
Other names: Ella, Ellie, Cindy, Little Lady.
Occupation (Rivenspire - FT World): She has adopted her fathers businesses, maintaining them.
Place Of Origin: Born in the english countryside of Rivenspire, her mother was french, and they spent half a year in the countryside, and half a year in Avonlea.
Age: 26.
Affiliation (Rivenspire - FT World): Neutral.

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (13 Years Old):



Appearance - Rivenspire (26 Years Old):



Wardrobe Style (Rivenspire - FT World):
Cinderella's wardrobe style is reserved, suitable for a nobleman's daughter. Typically she wears dresses, suited to a lady of noble birth although she actually hates wearing them. She also wears pants suitable for a lady, and long tunics, cut modestly.

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: Single.
Partner: None at the moment.
Father: Auguste tremaine.
Mother: Her biological mothers name was Auriella and she passed when Cinderella was 8 Her step mother's name is Christell tremaine.
Siblings: Two step sisters, Anastasia and Drizella.
Pet/s: None, at the moment.
Other: She has a skillful ability to draw.

~Personal Information~

Personality:
Cinderella is a strong, independent woman. Having lost her mother at too young an age, Cinerella had learned to be strong, for her fathers sake. She was also use to it being just him and her, having her father spend time with her, and taking her on trips, and duties, and always tried to be on her best behavior. Her father would laugh and call her little lady. She is also a very compassionate and caring individual, wanting others to be happy. When her father married her step mother, Cinderella put on a brave face, but she was worried and a little bit hopeful that she would have a mother, as well as sisters. Even when things seemed bad, she always put on a brave face. She is also very optimistic, seeking to see the good in things and what could happen, rather then dwelling on what was happening.

She is quite a bright young woman, intelligent, skillful, diligent strong willed and a bit of a dreamer, Cinderella keeps hope when no one else does. She has an inner strength she seeks when she feels she can't go on, and is quite dedicated to what she does.

While she is kind, she doesn't show her softer side to too many people, in order not to be taken advantage of. She only shows that side to those she truly cares about.

Strengths:
Cinderella's main strength is her ability to see the good in others. She seeks to focus on positives, instead of negatives. Her greatest strength comes from her faith in others, believing in people, especially Gaston, got her through the early aspects of her life.

Weaknesses:
Cinderella has some trouble with nightmares, due to the treatment she received at the hands of her step mother and sisters. Her inability to talk about it can be crushing for her, and she finds it hard to confide in anyone, except Gaston, but she doesn't want to burden him.

Her lack of ability to protect herself is also a weakness she doesn't address, but that could be dangerous to her.

Magic Capabilities:
Cinderella has no magical capabilities, however she has an extraordinary sense of compassion and empathy.

Weapons:
Her mind is her weapon. However, she has some skill with a sword.

Brief Biography (Life In Rivenspire - FT World):
Cinderella was very young when her mother died,only 8 and so she was raised, for the most part, by her father. She was still young, 10 when her father remarried. Cinderella was hopeful that she could finally have a mother figure, as well as two older sisters who could give her some guidance. this wasn't this case. In fact, Cinderella's life drastically changed, and not in a good way. Her step mother insisted her father take her daughters with her when going about his duties, leaving Cinderella at home. And it was barely a year later when her father died, struck down by a sudden illness.

Cinderella's life become even worse, as her step mother and sisters began to treat her as little more than a slave. She was treated terribly, forced to do chores and housework, cooking and the more mundane aspects of the household duties, forced to do so and to her step mothers happiness, before she could eat. She was not allow to bath, unless on her step mothers orders, not allowed to go to balls, or indeed out beyond the house grounds.

They still visited Avonlea, and Cinderella confided just about everything to Gaston, whom she had met when her mother was still alive on their visits to their place there. He was her only friend, and when he promised he would get her out, she believed him. it was only 2 years before this was the case, Gaston essentially buying her from her step mother, and buying her families home in Avonlea for her. She stills remembers him saying "told you I'd get you out!" Nearly 14, Cinderella took over some of her fathers businesses, maintaining an adequate income to support herself.

Brief Biography (Life On Earth):
While Cinderella is aware of Earth existence, she has never been to it, and thinks of it as nothing more then a fairy tale.

~Other Information~

~Theme Song~
"Rise Up" by Andra day.

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@HalfOfLancelot, @Morose, @McHaggis, @Zhaliora;

I'm pleased to say, that after talking with my Co-GM's, all of the following characters have been accepted:

Sir Bors
Peter Pevensie
Edmund Pevensie
Lucy Pevensie
White Witch

Welcome to Rivenspire guys..! -cracks knuckles and gets to work- Now time for me to start doing some planning on an awesome Narnia arche..! Just know that it might take a little to do as there are other factors that need to come up, and it will be lapped in with other arches that I have planned out with the Co-GM's :D

Argh..! So excited, and can't wait to begin..!

Also... I found another FC for Gaston o:

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~General Information~

Name (Earth): Othello Boyavard.
Name (Fairy Tale World): Chess.
Other Names (Fairy Tale World): Cheshire Cat, Fluff (by those close to him).
Occupation (Fairy Tale World): Does messing with people count?
Occupation (Real world): Professional escape artist/ Magician.
Place Of Origin: Wonderland.
Age: 21.
Affiliation (Rivenspire - FT World): Chaotic Neutral.

Chaotic Neutral characters do whatever the hell they like and damn the consequences (unless they're too noble or hurtful, watch out for that part!). Some say they're the ultimate free spirits, others that they're just crazy. Either way, there's no telling what they'll decide to do next — their main, and often only, concern is their own freedom. Whose side are they on? It's doubted that they even know themselves. Nobody else does. In some ways their inherent uncertainty makes them an unknown quantity to deal with most times so they border on Jerk-ass in terms of their self-centered perception of the world, though they usually do have some redeeming features. Chaotic Neutrals detest the self righteous and believe in power to the individual. These characters are also useful in any story that involves something that isn't damnably black and white in the outcomes.

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (8 years Old):



Appearance - Earth (21 Years Old):



Appearance notes: His eyes are violet (it can happen but is rare) and he stands at 6 feet even.

Wardrobe Style (Rivenspire - FT World):
Typically he was a cat. When not a cat, he would be in a leather coat and pants.

Earth (Presently) - Casual attire when not doing a show; often jeans with t shirts and converse,show attire is usually more formal.

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: So single.
Partner: None.
Father: The Cheshire Cat before him (Chester).
Mother: Unknown.
Siblings: None.
Pet/s: It would be weird for a cat to own a pet. On earth while he does not own a pet he feeds the local population of feral cats.
Other: He's a cat person (heh).

~Personal Information~

Personality:
Cheshire is out for himself...helping whomever he feels like when he feels like. He is unpredictable and yet he has a soft side. This soft side takes a bit to get to.

While he seems like a sarcastic ass with a brutal honest streak on a day to day basis this is him on his pills. Sarcastic with a bite unless he forgets those magical pills that make him a least somewhat normal.

If he forgets or simply doesn't take them he starts acting...strange. Perhaps he twitches or he starts...smiling. He says this is when he is most creative that he can think of so many new tricks....but this is his most unnerving half. At one point his assistant had come to meet with him and later went to say that Othello was sitting in the middle of the floor with cats around him. He was grinning and kept saying odd things. When Othello had noticed the assistant he proceeded to tilt his head and tell him that the voices were giving him ideas.

His doctor has said that his condition is getting better with the medication and that he's slowly coming down from the 'peak of madness'. That being said off his pills he's a bit more of a wild card. Not even he knows what he will do.

Strengths:
- Silver tongue: Ches posses a silver tongue which gives him a back for talking his way out of or into trouble.
- Slight of hand: Ches is talented at slighting people. Often being good at tricking the eye or simply talking people into giving him things
- Magician: being a magician means he's very good at tricking people's minds.
- Escape artist: Ches had gotten very good at escaping from things....finding his role model in Houdini
- Wits: he's quite smart...even though he doesn't show it
- Park our: he has this skill
- Fit: he is extremly fit

Weaknesses:
- Ego: he has quite a large ego that does get him into trouble
- Trouble: he has a knack for getting into trouble....often causing it
- Emotions: he doesn't really like expressing or feeling a lot of emotions. Putting on a mask of uncaring or sarcasm or happiness he bottles anger until he explodes.
- Dogs

Magic Capabilities:
- Vanishing:Much like invisibility though he will leave no trace unless he wants to. He can actually be wounded in this state.
- Teleportation
- Speech: while in cat form he can still speak
- Madness: oddly enough this allow him to be uncontrollable. This is more of a racial ability. Controlling spells have no effect on him.
- Two forms: he can be cat or he can be human
- Intangible: he can become a bit see through which allows objects to go through him or him to go through objects. Kind of like a ghost.

Weapons:
- He is actually skilled with daggers

Brief Biography (Life In Rivenspire - FT World):
Cheshire was one of the children to be teleported to earth. Before this he was raised by the Cheshire Cat (his name was Chester) his father. Since his father was mad the young kitten was taught how to handle his own madness. A racial ability that often had side effects.

Cheshire was perfectly happy with running about causing problems for well....everyone. He found his life to be pretty good until the dark queen came. His father managed to get him to a portal allowing him to appear on earth. Though being thrown and trapped in a human form wasn't pleasant for him. He was used to shifting back and forth when he pleased and then he was slammed into human.

Brief Biography (Life On Earth):
Cheshire was found not too far from civilization. A small town was nearby and a newlywed couple found him. They insist that when they found him he had cat like eyes and a smile that was larger then it should be. Othello does not recall this so shrugs it off every time they mention it.

He could not recall any details so the couple took him in..,officially adopting him and gave him the name of Othello. From that point on he was a handful. Good grades in school but managed to find trouble a lot. He fit with every click and yet none of them. He didn't seem to care about how the others felt toward him and this was somewhat concerning for his adoptive parents. When he was 10 years of age he was taken to a doctor who diagnosed him with schizotypal personality disorder.

This changed him. He believed himself to be an outcast...that he did not belong and that he was not normal. He was out on medication and a few months later found magic. Picking up books on Houdini he began trying out escaping and magic. He had a knack for both and decided this was what he belonged with. This did escalate bullying toward him...causing him to feel more outcasts but with a purpose.

He still caused trouble throughout his school career, but magic and escaping seemed to ground him. Something he could identify with. Once he finished high school he started becoming a magician and escape artist professionally. He made it big and holds large shows in Las Vegas and other places.

~Other Information~

Other:

Disorder Information

Schizotypal personality disorder is a personality disorder characterized by odd behaviors, beliefs, thoughts, and difficulties in social situations. People with personality disorders are not aware that their thoughts and behaviors are inappropriate.

cat form

~Theme Song~

"Heathens" by twenty one pilots

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~Derek Stone - Mowgli~

Name: Derek Stone
Other Names: Mowgli, Frog, Man Cub, Street Rat
Real Name: Aladdin Panya
Age: 17
Occupation: Student

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Age 4):



Appearance - Today (Age 17):



Personality Traits:
Derek doesn't like to let too many people get too close to him, being handed from one foster home to another, he has a hard time trusting people's intentions. This has made Derek out to be exceptionally introverted from a very young age, and when he does speak out, finds it hard to do so as he has a stutter that tends to hold him back in favor of being embarrassed. To those who don't know him or his story, he is seen as "too" quiet and even sketchy, his reputation with hanging out with equally sketchy teenagers making him look to be a sort of "bad boy" exterior type while hanging on to the quiet and mysterious interior. Those that he does run with, however, Derek wouldn't consider to be actual friends but merely a group of boys who have similar interest he does and hangs out with them to pass the time and have fun. Some would call their group a gang - a pack, as their activities range from simple loitering to tagging, drinking, smoking and trespassing. Derek has landed himself in juvenile hall on a number of occasions, however his social worker tends to always bail him out. He considers Kay to be a nuisance and doesn't want his help, making him out to be prideful and wishing for full independence.

Kay, though not Derek's favorite person by far, is perhaps the one person that knows more about Derek than what is just written on paper. Kay knows that Derek is simply an angry youth having a hard time accepting his life and takes it out on both people and objects because of his lack of understanding. He's emotional and quite often bursts into tears when he's alone because of his inner-confusion, willing to blame others for the misfortunes in his life. Derek wants to be what would be considered "good", he just doesn't believe he has the choice.

Skills:
Derek is proficient in the art of parkour, or free-running as it is sometimes called. It is a physical practice of getting from one point to another in a complex environment without assistive equipment and in the fastest and most efficient way possible. A multitude of other talents and skills are required to be able to free run, which includes running, climbing, swinging, vaulting, jumping, rolling, quadrupedal movement, and other movements as deemed most suitable for the situation. Derek would even go as far to say that parkour has some aspects of a non-combative martial art. Because Derek practices parkour almost every day, he has built up a decent amount of strength and stamina, not to mention that he is able to perceive his surroundings in a completely different way; imagining the potentialities for navigating it by movement around, across, through, over and under it's features. The world is Derek's playground, and very rarely can Caleb simply walk from one place to another without having the itch to try and climb or jump over something along the way.

With free-running also comes it's risks and with it's risks, Derek has indirectly learned an extended form of discipline and respect for his body and it's limits but that doesn't go without saying that he also hasn't developed a very high level of bravery for stunts that sometimes even he doesn't know if he is able to pull off without mistakes or even injury.

Biography (Before Earth):
Mowgli was born in within a tiny village in Agrabah known exclusively for it's poverty. Shortly after giving birth, Mowgli's mother passed on and Mowgli was taken by a small band of thieves as payment for a debt Mowgli's father could not pay. The thieves in turn handed over the newborn to a buyer interested in children to use as slaves in neighboring Kingdoms. While traveling through Eldorado on the way to it's ocean harbor for transport, the wagon that held Mowgli and a few other children inside was attacked by a tiger, enormous to standard size. The slavers didn't last long, but one of them managed to detour the tiger away from the cart by striking it across the face with a lit torch before his untimely death.

At first, it was very likely that the Mowgli would not make it being stranded in the middle of the jungle with wild cats running about, but with coincidental timing a rather kind-hearted panther found Mowgli and took him to a pack of nearby wolves. Even more coincidental, the alpha female, Raksha, had just lost her pups to Shere Khan, the tiger and was immediately adopted into the pack. Mowgli was gently nursed back to health and raised a wolf with opposable thumbs, learning any and all secrets the jungle of Eldorado had.

By the time he was four, Mowgli had a rather firm grasp on the jungle life. However things changed for Mowgli drastically when Shere Khan came to them with a warning. Mowgli was still a cub, by jungle standards, but man cubs grow into men, and men destroyed the jungle. He offered to take care of Mowgli personally, ridding the problem before it became one, so to speak, but Shere Khan's offer was declined by the wolf pack. They were given one more offer - to hand over Mowgli before the next rain season or Shere Khan would do whatever it took to get Mowgli himself.

The pack spent days arguing amongst themselves as to what to do with Mowgli. Some stuck firm to the belief that he was a part of the pack and they would do whatever it took to protect him while others believed that he was more trouble than he was worth and wanted him gone. Then, just as it seemed that the pack could not reach a decision, the kind-hearted panther who had found Mowgli to begin with interjected. It was his belief that it was time for Mowgli to return to be with his own kind and offered to get Mowgli to safety.

The panther took Mowgli out of the jungle, revealing himself to Mowgli to be a man, just like him, though with magical powers that could take Mowgli from this place and give him a new home amongst man. So Mowgli was sent to Earth to live with his own kind and out of danger - both from Shere Khan and other rising powers.

Biography (Life On Earth):
From the moment Mowgli arrived on Earth, things became difficult.

Like most of the other children, Mowgli was found and taken to a foster home and given a temporary name until adoption since no record of their birth could be found. It wasn't until three years later that Mowgli was adopted by the Stone family, given the name Derek Stone but was quickly brought back after a few months when the parents gave up on him. What made adoption so difficult for Derek was the fact that he was just so... wild. He refused to learn to talk and it took until he was nearly eight years old before he started to walk properly. For years, Derek was taken into other people's homes, but never adopted as his file seemed to keep others weary of doing such a thing without doing a "test run" and relieved when they were able to just hand him back over to the Government once they realized why he hadn't been adopted yet fully.

He was twelve when he actually began to speak English out loud, but with that came the realization that Derek had a stutter. Speech teachers were issued by the Government in hopes that if he spoke normally, he would be more likely to get adopted, but his wild, unruly behavior made teaching him near impossible and eventually they, too, gave up.

Currently, Derek has been "issued out" to a young couple who make no move to adopting Derek but reap the financial rewards of putting up with him. Derek hardly sees them, and doesn't believe that they care that he rarely comes home in favor of living wild in the city and living off of what it can give him. The only constant in his life is the social worker assigned to his case by the name of Kakata Walker, who Derek just calls, Kay. He doesn't know or understand why Kakata cares for him as deeply as he does, enough to fork over his own money to get him out of trouble and once in a while ensure that he gets a hot meal, but Kakata is the only person Derek believes he can ever truly count on, despite his annoyance towards the man.

Other:
Derek is hands-down a dog person and he wouldn't even be able to tell you why. He tends to spend whatever alone time he can come by in the company of a stray dog, lost within the city and feels more sociable with them than he ever has with a human.

Derek got his tongue pierced at a young age by a "friend" who had his own piercing kit. Thankfully, it never got infected.

Theme Song:
"Breaking The Habit" by Linkin Park.