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In ♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
~ Alexia Naomi Lorene ~


“Magic is kindness that has to be used for means of good and not bad.”
~Alexia Lorene.

~General Information~


Name: Alexia Naomi Lorene.
Nick-Names: Lexa, Lore, Omi.
Sex/ Gender: Female.
Age: 17.
Place Of Origin: New York, United States.
Camp Cabin: Hecate, Cabin 16.

Appearance - 17 Years Old:



~Relationship Information~


Relationship Status: Single.
Sexuality: Straight.
Partner: None.
Godly Parent: Hecate.
Human Parent: Robert Lorene.
Siblings: A little step brother named Allen (not at camp half blood).
Legacy: None.
Pet/s: A small husky named Snow (at home).
Other: None.

~Personal Information~


Personality: A very outgoing girl, free spirited, kind, she loves to be around people, she’s also very serious at times when she is concentrating on something and she is very ambitious if she wants something. She gets stressed very easily when she feels like she can’t help someone or when she feels like she’s stuck in a hard situation. She’s the kind of cheery girl that everyone likes, the kind of shy, kind, musical, funny and smart girl that boys normally feel attracted to but most people don’t know about her history and why she doesn’t really open up about her past life and she closes up herself and goes all quiet when anyone talks about her family or her life at home. She rarely goes out with her other friends and rather ops to play the viola in the room.

Skills: She plays the viola, loves drawing or sketching in pencil and very very rarely performs slam poetry to others.

Biography:
Her father, Robert Lorene met her mother at (surprisingly) a magic show he attended for a formal event. He sat next to her and was immediately drawn to her beauty. Hecate and Robert not soon after had Alexia and she left. They aren’t on very good terms and Robert hates her for taking away his pride and good stance in society.

Alexia had a very stressful childhood. She had depression for 2 years when she was 14 because of her father’s ignorance of her where he barely talked to her but focused on her step brother and her step mother instead. Her father was a successful business man and ashamed when people say that he had an affair with Alexia’s mother and left her. It drained out a lot of pride in him and he usually decides to focus on his wealthier other wife and handsome child.

During these times Alexia stayed in her room, barely coming out (only for school) drawing and playing the viola until she felt like bursting into tears. She finally overcame it with a bit of help from the school counselor and a therapist that she went to see. She was closed up from them at first but they were after all one of her first friends and she learned to confide in them. She sometimes noticed when she was angry or sad something would shimmer in the air before her, words that would spell out that “you’re okay” or some other concerned motherly words, she later knew that her mother was communicating with her discreetly. Also she would notice or hear her viola playing a small tune by itself but dismissed it as her imagination.

She longs for someone to understand her, to see past her facade and understand the real broken girl that she is inside. She’s had several boys flirting with her in the past but never went on dates with them as she thought that they liked the facade she put up but not the real, broken her on the inside. When she arrived at camp half blood at the age of 16 she made some friends, learned to appreciate her mother and her magic and life finally seemed good for once without her dad, step mother and step brother. She stills plays the viola (very cheerful tunes and sometimes rather sad ones) from time to time.

~Demigod Information~


Demigod Abilities:
Minimized Magic: She can do some easy hand magic, like making things appear and solidify on a radius of 10 meters around her
Mist control: Controls the mist, though she can’t keep up the control more than 5 minutes
Forward looking when someone is at crossroads: She can see the path that they should take etc except it cannot be applied to herself.

~Weaponry Information~


Weapon/s: A staff/axe (gifted to her by her mother, one traumatic night)
Weapon/s Name: Heppes
Weapon/s Type: A staff/axe
Attributes: Can cast magic from the tip, strengthening her magic even more (can made her magic stronger and gives her half a minute more of mist control), it was made out of unknown materials (Alexia suspects that it is made out of stygian iron or celestial bronze) but can expel stronger magic from the tip.



~Other Information~

Other: None.

~Theme Song~

"Smile" by Mikky Ekko.
In ♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@TheHangedMan; Of course..! Come on in honey. This roleplay is always open, and as its a camp; campers come in and out all the time, so new ones are very much welcomed..! :D
In ♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


"The sun rises, and the darkness retreats. It gets better. It always does."






Name: Logan Robert Westwood
Nick-Names: N/A
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Place Of Origin: San Diego, California
Camp Cabin: Eleven

Appearance - 17 Years Old:






Relationship Status: Single
Sexuality: Homosexual
Partner: N/A
Godly Parent: Apollo
Human Parent: Melissa Westwood
Siblings: Kalinda Franklins
Pet/s: N/A
Other: TBD





Personality: If there's one thing that Logan does well, it's unwavering optimism. He's a cheerful young man, who sees the best in everyone, and works to fix the worst. He's a survivor, someone who refuses to lie down and accept fate. No, anytime the odds look bad, it seems like Logan has a way of turning them in his favor and pulling through. He's been through so many hardships, it's amazing he's come out the other side. But he has, and he's still smiling.

Logan's optimism makes him easy to approach, and he's incredibly easy to get along with. His unwavering joy can be a bit of an annoyance at times, but there's few people who truly dislike the young son of Apollo. After his year on the run from every kind of monster imaginable, Logan has developed a pacifist attitude towards things. He'd much rather support his fellow heroes than be on the front lines. In fact, he'd prefer it if he never had to hold a weapon again.

However, the son of Apollo is not without flaws. His trusting nature often makes him blind to any sort of ruses and he is known to wear his heart on his sleeve. When someone breaks his heart, he has a tendency to fall into a deep depression. He feels far too much and this makes him easy to manipulate.

Skills: Years of hiding from monsters has made Jamie a master of concealment, given her excellent endurance, and excellent survival skills. She can make a fire, build a shelter from sticks and is also an excellent tracker, and that doesn't even include all the skills she's gotten from dear ol' dad.

Biography: Logan Westwood, if I'm being completely honest, has had a pretty shitty life. His mom died early on, when he was five. Their car flipped over on the highway and Logan's mother was killed instantly. Well, that's what the official report says at least. The police left out Logan's testimony claiming that a giant snake woman had attacked the car, and killed his mother. No one believed that part of the story.

An orphan at age five, Logan found his first good break when he was placed in the care of his aunt, Kayla Westwood. She adored Logan, and cared for him as if he was her own. She would be killed five years late, protecting Logan from a cyclops. Kayla's death hit him hard, and after that traumatic experience, Logan withdrew briefly. He became quiet and extremely depressed. His grandparents, now his permanent guardians, weren't sure how to handle it. He'd just sit in his room and play the guitar.

He finally came out of his depression, aided by his grandparents, and as he got older, it seemed that bad things happened less and less. He joined the school band, won plenty of awards, established himself as a gifted poet, and got on track to being a doctor. Until the monsters returned. This time, it was a minotaur, an angry one. The house was torn up, and his grandparents left mutilated. The police blamed Logan. And so Logan ran.

On the run from both the police and monsters, a sixteen year old Logan made his way across the country, battling all kinds of monsters. His dad appeared to him somewhere in Ohio, and explained everything to him, but insisted that he couldn't help his son. This was Logan's journey. He soon ran into Jamie Jefferson, in New York City, another demigod. They fought together for a while, until. Now they're on their way to Camp Half-Blood, Logan having discovered it's location in a dream. What's the worst that could happen?





Demigod Abilities:

Let There Be Light! - Logan can manipulate light to his will, summoning it or shaping it into weapons, though he prefers not to use this offensively.

Healing Touch - Logan is a natural healer, and can heal wounds with a single touch. This can be incredibly draining depending on the size and severity of the wound, and can be dangerous for Logan to perform.

Siren's Song - Logan can enchant others with his guitar and singing, calming them into a docile state.

Delphi's Gift - Logan has minor precognitive abilities. He often sees the future in the form of symbols that come to him in dreams, though he rarely understands them.





Weapon/s: Logan currently uses a bow that his father left for him one evening. He can't wait to never use it again.
Weapon/s Name: Nightlight
Weapon/s Type: Bow
Attributes: The bow is enchanted so that it stores energy from the sun, and can then light up in dark places.







Other: Zeus was the prettiest girl at the ball. Even Aphrodite was jealous.





Theme Song:
TBD
In ♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


"You have three seconds. Three seconds to scream and cry, and kick something. Then you're gonna pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and kick some ass."






Name: Jamie Louisa Jefferson
Nick-Names: Jefferson, JJ
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Place Of Origin: Washington D.C.
Camp Cabin: Eight

Appearance - 17 Years Old:






Relationship Status: Single
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Partner: N/A
Godly Parent: Ares
Human Parent: Amelia Jefferson
Siblings: Elena Reese, Deon Alexander, Aella Stedford, Clarisse LaRue
Pet/s: N/A
Other: TBD





Personality: Jamie is a complex young woman, that much is certain. Desperate for company and affection, but terrified of letting people in. She's been on her own for so long, that her trust is difficult to earn, and even harder to keep. She's incredibly wary of everyone, although once you do get past her walls, she proves to be one of the best people you could ever come across.

Compassionate and smart, Jamie has a tongue sharper than her sword, and she's certainly not afraid to use it. Some might call her obnoxious and brash. She calls herself opinionated. Either way you spin it, she's certainly not afraid to speak her mind, and is the first person to speak up if something seems jacked up. She's got a strong sense of right and wrong, and values justice over anything else.

Like a typical child of Ares, Jamie has a temper that makes a nuclear bomb seem appealing. She can be incredibly vicious and impulsive when she's angry, and has a tendency to go for the low blows. A force to be reckoned with on a good day, her temper tends to flare up and turn her into a weapon of mass destruction when people go after her friends, or insult her intelligence. She's spent too long being underestimated that she refuses to be made small ever again.

Skills: Years of hiding from monsters has made Jamie a master of concealment, given her excellent endurance, and excellent survival skills. She can make a fire, build a shelter from sticks and is also an excellent tracker, and that doesn't even include all the skills she's gotten from dear ol' dad.

Biography: Amelia Jefferson is a name that most everyone knows. A former senator from Oregon, a skilled debater, current Secretary of State, and a fierce political opponent. A fiery woman, her feisty nature and willingness to fight anyone and everyone attracted Ares, God of War. The two's whirlwind romance was kept a secret from the public and her husband, and when she became pregnant, he disappeared.

Passing Jamie off as her husbands, Amelia raised her daughter in Washington, where she was surrounded by politicians and everything that came with that. For years, Jamie was kept safe, surrounded by security at all times. However, as she got older and her temper flared more and more, her mother finally decided to sit her down and explain her true parentage. Shocked and confused, Jamie ran away, only fourteen.

She caught a train out of D.C. and never turned back. She thought about it, constantly, but she refused to swallow her pride and return to her mother. She couldn't do it. Her mom did try and look for her, but it was a private affair, one which soon led to a cover up. Jamie Jefferson is, as far as the world knows, content at a boarding school in an undisclosed location.

In reality, Jamie was constantly on the run from monsters of all kinds. The past three years forced Jamie to grow up, and mature greatly. She was alone for a great deal of it, until she met a son of Apollo, Logan, in New York. The two went it together for the past six months, until they learned of Camp Half-Blood, a haven for demigods.





Demigod Abilities:

Renaissance Woman - Jamie is skilled with nearly every weapon you can think of, her natural intuition making her a skilled duelist. Her telumkinesis doesn't allow her control over other's weapons, but it does give her a great amount of skill with her own.

Tis Just A Scratch! - As Jamie is injured, her endurance increases. Each cut releases adrenaline into her body, and keeps her fighting, until the end.





Weapon/s: While Jamie is well versed with all sorts of weapons, she prefers her sword and shield. What can she say, she loves the classics.
Weapon/s Name: Her sword is nicknamed War, and her shield Peace.
Weapon/s Type: One Handed Sword and a shield.
Attributes: Her sword and shield can both shrink into a pen and cap. The cap being the shield and the pen being the sword.







Other: Zeus was the prettiest girl at the ball. Even Aphrodite was jealous.





Theme Song:
TBD
In ♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Aella Lorraine Stedford


Location: The Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood.
Interacting With: James Wolfe (@YoshiSkittlez).




Space demigod camp..? Well, that was a new one.

Tearing her attention away from the scenery, Aella let her gaze drop back down to where a guy who looked not too much older than herself stood looking up at her- he was cute enough; but it was clear by his question he either wasn’t that bright, or was new to their world and way of life… she would give him the benefit of the doubt and go with the latter. Besides, the fact that he seemed set apart from the rest… the way he hit at the ground awkwardly with the ball of his foot… whoever he was, she was going to bet that he was new to the camp.

“Child of Pluto- you Grecians tend to call them children of Hades.” Pausing for a few moments, she took her time to look him over, not even bothering to hide the way her eyes slowly took their time to roam down the length of his body before once more coming up to meet with his own. There was just something about him… something odd; why couldn’t she pick his parentage..? One glance at the guy and already she could see him fitting to several of the Gods- Mercury… Minerva… Bellona… hell, even Neptune. But which one was it-…

“Do not let your guard down, Aella.”

Suppressing the urge to both groan and roll her eyes as her father’s voice floated through her mind, she did what she could to keep an unreadable face; the last thing she wanted to do was to be found arguing with her father’s voice inside her head… then how would she look..? Weak.

“These Grecian’s are not to be trusted. Remember your training; and do not disappoint me.”

Don’t let him down… when had she ever done so in the past..? She had been in the first cohort back at camp Jupiter- she had been taken under the wing of Reyna, had been put on the fast track to make Centurion; by the love of Pluto, she had even been dating one before his untimely death. She was one of the most ruthless, both on and off the battleground. Everything that she ever did was to make her father proud of her… but right now; she just needed a break.

Shoving his voice out of her mind altogether, and ignoring the light pounding that began to hit her head thanks to the headache now forming in her temple, she forced her attention back onto the guy that stood in front of her, a gentle sigh falling out through her lips, and her expression and body both seeming to relax visibly as she shook her head lightly, seemingly now ready to answer his question.

“Camp Jupiter is not a ‘space demigod camp’ as you so put it. It’s a camp similar to this in ways, but also vastly different; we can live our whole lives there… it’s a camp for Roman demigods.”
In ♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Arianna Louise Watson


Location: Apollo Cabin; Camp Half-Blood.
Interacting With: Kalinda Franklin (@Caits), and Deon Alexander (@YoshiSkittlez).




“Deon..!”

Squealing happily, and forgetting completely about both the beer and the medication that was being held out for her to take, Arianna quickly turned on her heel, the thin material of her top seeming to float both this way and that; hanging in the air for a few moments before it attempted to settle back against the already moving body of its owner, “There you are muscle man..!”

Chuckling softly to herself as she crossed back over the room, she pushed herself off from the floor, her arms snaking around the back of his neck and her legs somehow managing to find their way around his waist as she held onto him, making sure that she wasn’t going to fall by using her own strength to keep herself pressed against him before she leant in, seemingly not even fussed about the blood gushing from his nose as she pressed her lips hard against his own- he was here, so that had to mean that they had a bet..! She had to have won..! Or had she lost..?

Oh well, either way, she was sure he’d let her know..!

Straightening her back slightly, she brought one of her arms back towards her body, her hand curved and following the natural line of his neck… shoulder… before finally coming to a rest against his collar bone, her other arm tensing, helping to pick up the extra weight now dropped onto it by the arm now abandoning its post. Gods he was a cutie..! Why everyone decided to keep him locked away in the category of mean ol’ poo poo head was far beyond her; especially when he could make her feel better than most any drink could ever do. Ooo; she couldn’t help the way that her now partly crimson lips turned up into small smirk, or the excited shiver that ran the length of her spine…

For someone who was not immediately related to Hecate; that boy could definitely work some magic.

Pushing her lips harder against his own for just that little bit longer, she finally pulled away, her eyes sparkling slightly and a sweet bell-like giggle falling from her lips as she leant in once more, pressing the tip of her nose very lightly against his as though motioning towards it, “Nawwe, that looks nasty. Grease lightnin’ really gotchya good this time, didn’ she..?”

One moment her eyes had been filled with nothing but her usual playfulness, and the next, it was gone completely, replaced instead by a flicker of something almost unrecognizable as she leant her body ever so slightly to the side, the hand that had been resting comfortably against his collar bone now lifting up so that she could lightly brush the stray strands of hair back and off his face; the smirk remaining, however growing wider as her chuckle instead grew just that little bit darker.

“..such a shame really… to do this to such a pretty face… but how’s about you let me play doctor..? I’ll patch you up nice and good; then we can, uh…” Turning her head ever so slightly to the side, she once more closed the gap between them, though instead of meeting her lips to his, she let her tongue slip out, slowly using it to lick up a good amount of the blood that had accumulated from his lips to his cheek before she continued up to his ear, that dark chuckle once again filling the air, though softer as she gently nipped at his earlobe, “..then we can have some real fun…”
In ♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Keyenpeydee; I don't do this very often, if at all, but I understand where you're coming from when you say you get to know your characters a lot better as you play them. So, I'm going to allow this under the terms that as a GM, I do this as well -points to Octavia's CS- I know what I want for her, but I gotta figure it out IC when she gets introduced.

I'll allow you to post for them, and I'll put the basics of your CS up into the character section for now; this way you can continue to work on him as you go along. However, please note that if there are things that myself and my Co-GM's feel should/ need to be changed, we'll shoot you a PM and let you know :'3

How's that sound..?
In The Wolves Of Red Lake (Reboot) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Alessea Vina García


Location: García’s (Self-Owned Garage).
Interacting With: Quinton Matson and Abigale Matson (@Caits).



“There is nothing wrong with having fun; in fact, I encourage it. However, you need to remember that our lives are full of danger- until the attack on your previous pack, you haven’t been running… what your father and I have had to do for the majority of our lives, however…”

Alessea let her sentence trail off into nothing- it was more than obvious, even to a five year old child, where she had been going with her train of thought. What this girl had been through three years ago might have forced her to start her running… but compared to the both of them, it was nothing. They had been running most of their lives; it came with the territory of being what they were. Werewolves. Like hell did she ever believe in her youth that she would ever use such a word to describe herself, but it was true… and it had been for quite some time now.

Pulling herself back to the present from her rather distracted state, she turned her attention once more to the young girl before her, the raccoon that she had been playing with now biding for her attention by grabbing and pulling lightly at the front of her top, its nose twitching back and forth as it sniffed the air, searching her person for treats of any kind, “..we’re now familia, Abigale… and as such, I’m going to make sure that both you and your dad are safe from any danger or threat that presents itself to the pack. Now, I’ve already dealt with one hunter that got too close; I won’t hesitate to take care of any others.”

Lifting her hand up from her side, she held her pointer finger out, waiting as the nail that once was there changed… growing and sharpening until it was a single claw which she brought into her body, using it to make a cross over the top of her heart, “I give you my word as your alpha; for as long as you are a part of my pack, you will be safe… and you will have fun. I will even teach you myself if that’s something that you would want.”

“Two? I’m only aware of the one, the stray I’ve been trying to approach, but he’s been quite hard to track down.”

Smiling softly down at the young girl, Alessea took but another moment to let her promise sink in before she turned her full attention back over to where Quinton was stood beside her, nodding her head lightly in answer as she straightened herself up, returning her hand back down, and in turn, allowing her nail to return back to normal, “Yes; I am aware of the stray. I have caught whiff of his scent every now and again, however he always seems to allude me… But no; the second is newer- much newer. I caught their scent in town not even a few hours ago.”

“You don’t know where I could get a wolf-dog pup from, do you?”

Unable to help the gentle chuckle that fell out through her lips, Alessea shook her head lightly from side to side, her body physically relaxing as she once again nodded her head in answer to his question asked, “..leave it with me. I need to head into town for a bit; while I’m there, I’ll talk to a few people and get back to you. If you’re lucky, I’ll have one for you by the end of the day.”
In The Wolves Of Red Lake (Reboot) → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Kaylee Jade Evans


Location: Red Lake Grocery Store.
Interacting With: Her mother.



Where were they..? No-… it wasn’t possible; did America really not have them..?!

Narrowing her eyes, Kaylee allowed them to scan slowly over the various biscuits that lined the shelves in front of her, searching for the one in particular that she wanted… No; that she needed to have… That beautiful double layer of malted biscuit; separated by a sweet layer of chocolate cream filling, and then topped off and finished with a delectable thin layer of melted chocolate… It was heaven in a bite-sized snack, and if she was going to have to now live without it, she was going to be one unhappy camper.

“..they don’t have them… Are you kidding me..!” Shaking her head in pure disbelief to what her eyes were seeing; or well, not seeing on the shelves, she shoved her hands down into the recesses of her back pockets, her soft pink lower lip pushing out into a slight pout as she once more let her eyes roam over the options in front of her- she didn’t even recognize half of these things. What in the hell is a milano..? And why were American’s so insistent on calling them cookies..?

“They don’t have what..?”

“Tim tams..!” Tearing her attention away from the shelves, she let her attention come to a rest on her mother’s figure just a few steps away, the woman herself looking a little off-put as she searched the shelves for familiar brands, “They don’t have them here; it’s ridiculous. I’m gunna have to make a call, and get the pack to send us about a year’s supply…”

“Now you’re the one being ridiculous- a year’s supply..? No; get them to send you at least six months worth, and then later they can send you some more.”

Unable to help the soft laugh that fell out through her lips, Kaylee turned her attention back over to the shelves, taking a few moments longer to just look at them before she reached out and began to grab different packets, dropping them down into the trolley until there were at least seven different packets of biscuitey goodness for her to enjoy on her own… or maybe-… maybe with someone else..?

Her mind flicked back, and with it, she couldn’t stop herself from glancing back over her shoulders, her soft pink lips parting ever so slightly as she searched up and down the aisle, looking for his figure in amongst the crowd, though when she couldn’t find it her heart seemed to sink… Why was she even thinking about him..? That guy seemed to be all that was on her mind; consuming her each and every thought when she gave herself a free moment. This wasn’t natural… it wasn’t normal- he was the very first guy to have caught her eye as badly as he had, and she wasn’t sure whether or not she really cared…

Furrowing her brows slightly at the mere memory of his eyes… those stunningly gorgeous eyes… Kaylee turned her attention back over to the shelves in front of her, forcing herself to once more focus on the different packages in front of her before she shook her head lightly- she had more than enough biscuits… now where in the hell did these people keep the pocky..?
In ⚜ Vicier's Royal Archives ⚜ → 10 yrs ago Forum: Character Sheets


"Even those who have fallen... will eventually get back up...."
~ Seraphina Astarte.






Name: Seraphina Astarte.
Nick-Names: Sera, Phina, Star, Asta.
Gender: Female.
Species: Angel.
Occupation: Veterinarian.
Place Of Origin: Oxfordshire, United Kingdom.
Age: Twenty-One Years Old (No Longer Aging).
Date Of Birth: Unknown.
Scent: Cocoa Butter and Honey.

Appearance - Human (Twenty-One Years Old):







Relationship Status: Single.
Sexuality: Unknown (Never really dated/ been too busy to date).
Partner: None.
Father: Rion Astarte (Deceased).
Mother: Erani Astarte (Deceased).
Siblings: Lailah Astarte (Little Sister).
Pet/s: Getting him a few years after having moved to Carson City, Seraphina and her sister both own and care for a small brown dog who they like to call Oscar; also working as one of the best vet's in the city, Seraphina also brings home a vast range of different animals, the most recent being a young lamb by the name of Shaun, who her and her little sister adopted as their own.
Other: None.

⚜ In-depth Relationships ⚜








Personality:
♦ Extremely Kind ♦ Quick To Defend ♦ Gentle Soul ♦ Shy and Modest ♦ Exceedingly Mature ♦ Slightly Broken ♦ Loving And Motherly ♦

An extremely kind and gentle old soul to all those that she has the pleasure of meeting, Seraphina is an exceedingly sweet and charming young woman, showering all those who are lucky enough to form a close relationship to her with the love and care that she believes them to deserve, no matter who might think otherwise. Her recently found confidence and self-belief growing significantly over the years, despite her isolation from the rest of the world, helping her to see the friends that she had managed to make over the years as figures that were approachable, offering them both council and comfort whenever any of them seemed to need it; while spending her nights stepping up to the roles left unfilled by mothering and caring for her younger sister, Lailah.

Usually seen to be quite warm-hearted and a very modest young woman, she does her best to carry herself with both grace and dignity through the hardship that has been thrown her way by all of those who look down upon the angels as nothing more than objects to be hunted; though as the years passed her by, Seraphina soon learnt and began to stand up for herself against those who continued to look down upon her and her kind. Unafraid to berate and challenge people in positions of power, Seraphina has also confided in those that she trusts completely that she oftentimes finds it quite difficult to express what it is that she truly feels within her heart, however the fast-thinking young woman is quick to speak up and defend not only her friends and family, but also those who she believes are being treated unfairly against anyone who goes against what she believes, whether they be friend, family or foe.

Also extremely wise and very mature for her young age, Seraphina is seen to be exceedingly beautiful to all those who meet her, attracting the attention of many a person who has crossed paths with her, whether they meet with one another on purpose or purely accidental- though despite her undeniably inherited beauty, Seraphina is not a vain young lady; the naturally curious young woman always seeming to surprise her those she holds dear, even when they themselves believe that they know everything about her, she always seems to find new ways to stun and amaze them. Although Seraphina is seen to be both a kind and gentle child, she has shown herself to be capable of being quite aggressive whenever her friends and family are shown to be placed in danger; tremendously brave and courageous whenever the situation calls for her to be, the usually calm and extremely loyal woman is unafraid to fight back against those doing wrong, however she is also quite quick to hide her more vulnerable side and highly guarded heart.

Likes:
✔ Animals of all kinds.
✔ Her little sister, Lailah.
✔ Cotton Candy and popcorn.
✔ Spending time with her friends.
✔ Music and dancing.
✔ Cuddling on the couch, or in front of an open fire.
✔ The smell, and sound of rain.

Dislikes:
✘ Swimming, and deep water (strong life-threatening fear).
✘ Supernatural creatures of any kind, and hunters (majorly weary).
✘ The thought of losing her sister.
✘ People who are stuck up and full of themselves.

Hobbies: Though a well known name within the animal lovers community of Carson City, Seraphina has been seen to be a rather talented at singing and playing the piano; and in her down time likes to go out on nature walks, and work on her art- the young woman quite skilled when it comes to both drawing and painting.

Strengths:
⚜ Flight- Growing up under the careful guiding eye of her father, Seraphina is able to fly using the large wings she has due to her birthright; however, while she is able to fly long distances, it does indeed drain her energy forcing her to have to land and rest.
⚜ Multi-lingual- raised under both her parents, Seraphina very quickly took to learning new languages, and can so far speak, read and write in Enochian (language of angels), English, Italian, Spanish, French, Russian, Swahili, Japanese, Indonesian, and Chinese.
⚜ Living Bestiary; a leading specialist in her career of choice, Seraphina not only has a vast knowledge of the animals and creatures from the human world, but also an extensive knowledge of all supernatural creatures- the young woman considered a living bestiary by those who know her, even going so far as to keep multiple journals with the information that she holds within her mind.

Weaknesses:
☠ Slowed Down- while she is able to reach incredible speeds when soaring freely through the skies; Seraphina's wings are extremely large, the tips of which tending to drag lightly over the ground behind her, and causing her movements to become slightly slower than that of a normal person when she has them showing, even when she seems to be rushing about.
☠ Exceptional Beauty- thanks to her heritage, Seraphina is exceptionally beautiful to many of those who look upon her; and naturally, though oftentimes unintentionally, draws in and gains the attention of those who hold both well, or ill intent towards her- while she has always been told she is pretty, Seraphina doesn't realize the extent of which her attraction extends, and tends to become rather shy and humble towards those who try to compliment, or explain this to her.
☠ Aura of Light/ Smell- unbeknownst to her and thanks in large part to her angel blood; Seraphina gives off a particular scent (cocoa butter and honey), as well as a soft and almost undetectable aura of light which are both able to be detected by other supernatural creatures, and hunters- the young woman herself not aware of either of these traits.
☠ Physical Weakness- born an angel, Seraphina is well known to be physically weaker than those who are born of other races; her weakness not helping her any when it comes to the fact that her kind are hunted more than any other.

Brief Biography:
Born as the first child to her parents, Seraphina was quickly pulled into, and raised with respect for the traditions surrounding not only the human world, but also the angel part of her heritage; the young girl both loved and cherished within her families home. Soon growing into a beautiful young teenager, and now blessed with a beautiful younger sister; Seraphina quickly came to the realization that she didn't want to rely or be a burden on her parents, she tried her best, taking on more of the responsibilities at home, doing all that she could to excel in the lessons of which they had to teach her- the young woman quickly showing not only extreme skill, but also natural talent when it came to animal care and maintenance, both natural and supernatural. Never having an issue opening up to those few who had accepted her for who she truly was, she began to become the confident young lady that her mother and father always meant for her to be; however her fathers long-term fear of the threat of other supernaturals and hunters against their people was never far from their minds.

Knowing full well that the they were closing in on him and his family, Seraphina's father gathered up both of his daughters and tried to flee Oxfordshire with his family, hoping beyond anything to at least hide long enough in the bustling city of London until the time came when the threat was subdued; however, unable to get away from the towns boarder quickly enough, the group of supernatural beings attacked, and in their attempt to stop their daughters from being taken, Seraphina and her younger sister Lailah watched on in horror as their parents were struck down in front of their eyes. Not wanting their sacrifice to be in vein, and forced to leave the corpses of their parents back in their homeland; Seraphina quickly gathered her little sister up in her arms and took to the skies, doing everything she possibly could to get them as far away as she could from the danger.

Refusing to be separated from her twelve year old little sister after everything that they had just been through, Seraphina took on several jobs, gathering the money that the both of them needed to move away from the UK and across the sea to the USA where she then took the place of her mother, and began to after and raise Lailah in the way that their parents raised her. Five years later, and now comfortably living in Carson City, Seraphina does all that she can to deal with the obstacles that life seems intent on throwing her way; the young woman determined to do all that she can to make sure that her sister's life never has to see anymore heartache and pain than it already has.







Angel Abilities: To be written.







Other: Though she may seem confident and semi-competent when it comes to things she sets her mind to, Seraphina has a fear of swimming and is terrified at the very thought of deep water as getting her wings wet can turn into a life-threatening situation; along with this fear she is also deathly scared of the dark, being left alone, and losing everyone she cares about.

Believing deep down in her heart that no one will be able to look past the fact that she is angel, and see her as anything more than a trophy or animal to be hunted down; Seraphina has all but given up on the thought of finding love and being truly happy.

On the rare occasion when she is seen to be happy and content with what's going on within her life, Seraphina can be seen to float lightly just a few inches above the ground as she moves about- particularly when she is seen to be dancing, or when she is expressing herself in a positive way.







Theme Song:
"The Sun Is Rising" by Britt Nicole.

Lyrics:
When life has cut too deep, and left you hurting...
The future you had hoped for is now burning...
And the dreams you held so tight have lost their meaning...
And you don't know if you'll ever find the healing...

You're gonna make it,
You're gonna make it,
And the night can only last for so long.
Whatever you're facing,
If your heart is breaking.
There's a promise for the ones who just hold on.

Lift up your eyes and see;
The sun is rising.

The sun is rising.

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