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Battle of the Leviathans (X-Men/Hunger Games RP)

Dark Light's 1st Character

Levi Duran

"Meh"

Levi; tall, dark hair, often sporting a neat beard.
Sharp features, a toned body and a steely gaze.
He looks after his appearance simply because it is proper to do so.

Age:
22

Gender:
Male

Rich or Poor?:
Poor, by choice.
He was brought up in the upper district in his sector but when his sister was torn from his protection he abandoned all that he knew and began to sulk around the slums.

Sector:
7 (shadow)

For the Battle or Opposed?
Indifferent

Power Description:
Levi's power was late to bloom and is still considered to be at a lower level then other leviathans his age but what he has is a deep mastery, control and understanding of his abilities and their limits.

Shadow:
He can create and manipulate the shadows around him, (shape, size, density).

Power Uses:
Dark vision:
Like most from his sector even before leviathan abilities he had good vision in the dark, now he can make it perfect.

Shadow shroud:
Levi covers himself in a wisp of darkness that conceals his subtle moves for a combat edge.

Shadow meld:
Totally covered by shadow his appearance blends into existing shadows causing him to become invisible in darkened areas.

Shadow step:
Once consumed by shadow Levi can skim across the surface of the darkness allowing him to transport quickly over short distances to another shadow.

Shadow lock:
The ability to lock a shadow from moving, physically restraining that which it covers with its touch. The darker the shadow contrast the stronger the hold (works better in light) normal effect is a feeling of quick sand holding back the limb the shadow covers. Good for slowing opponents.

Power Weakness
Weaker when surrounded by lots of bright light.
The darkness constantly threatens to consume him the more he access it and the deeper he digs.
Being magically 'weaker' he has limited access and a shorter duration then other Leviathans.

Weapon of Choice:
A range of daggers and throwing knives

Fighting Skills:
Expertly taught and trained he fights analytically and efficiently.
Levi hasn't get enormous physical strength, instead focusing on speed, accuracy and wit. He has no qualms with being deceptive or tricky and that's why he favours his daggers which he can throw expertly.

Personality:
Levi is often quiet and distant, he tries to keep himself emotionally detached from people as he sees it as a weakness (his sister exempted).
He is slow to trust and prefers to be alone.

Biography:
Coming from a rich family with quite a notable hereditary, his interests were put second place to his family's desires and interest in reputation.
Before he was even 18 they had began preparing him as a Leviathan.

His training was often long and painful only stopping for study.
His abilities were late to develop and with his parents refusing to believe he wasn't a Leviathan they only pushed him harder.

His younger sister was the only point of true compassion he had ever known, and when she showed signs of having abilities at such a young age without training he realised she was the exceptional prodigy they had wanted.

Filled with dread and fear that she might have to endure the torment he was put through he forced himself to dig deep and find his powers. It turned out to be too little and too late. She was noticed and sold off into another district. Levi escaped his strict lavish lifestyle and hid in the slums, fighting for survival and looking for a way to find his sister.

Time had eventually run out, there was a choosing ceremony the day after her 18th birthday and deep down in his gut he somehow knew his worst fears would be correct. He knew he could avoid the choosing but since he was trained for it his sister would be expecting him to be there and would probably enter just to see him. Even if that wasn't her plan he also knew that she would think that he was thinking this and enter so he didn't enter in vain.....

Likes:
Silence
Darkness
Knives
Chess

Dislikes:
Attention
Crowds
Feelings/emotional conflict.
Loud people
Greedy people
Sympathy

Fears:
Losing his sister
Becoming helpless or needing to rely on others.
Being perceived as weak or useless.

Weaknesses:
1 Anxiety, Levi knows how to fight people but any other needed interaction can be a daunting prospect especially if it is in a group.
2 Light blindness, bright light can stun and daze him.
3 Darkness consumption, the shadows constantly call to him. Offering to/ Wanting to engulf and consume him in their simple peaceful silence removing all the troubles of the world.

Other:
Name meaning = attached

Theme Song:
"Made of Scars" by Stone Sour
"Slept so long" Queen of the damned soundtrack
"Freak on a leash" by Korn
"Down with the sickness" by Disturbed

Battle of the Leviathans (X-Men/Hunger Games RP)

@Stein
No turning yourself invisible,sorry. I'm trying to avoid that as much as possible.

The seeing wavelengths is fine though.

Battle of the Leviathans (X-Men/Hunger Games RP)

@Dark Light
Great! It's five in the morning here and I'm awake cuz I'm dropping off my exchange student but I'll check it sometime today.

@GreenGrenade
That's plausible, but it is mainly people who try to protect Leviathans or become increasingly violent over the years who are executed. No fighting thing taken to an extreme punishment. xD

Harry Potter: 2017-2018

Bella was in awe of the whole school. She had only heard about it through her siblings, as they described the place in as much detail as they could (at least the ones that would talk to her), who had all come here and had either been in Slytherin or Gryffindor and now here she was, being the different one again in Hufflepuff. She was excited for her House, even if she knew nothing about it but what she had been told by the Prefect at the beginning of the year. All of them seemed very nice, even the Prefect, Page Giles. Ever since the Sorting Ceremony, all of them, even some of the first years, had been fairly nice to her, though she didn't talk to them much, and had not called or strange or made fun of her family history. She was actually comfortable with this house.

As her personality allowed her to do, each class she went to, she always seemed to be the first one there, much to the astonishment of the teachers, as they were accustom to seeing a Ravenclaw there first. She would just laugh it off, but it did kind of sting, since her Prefect said that Hufflepuffs were just as brilliant as all the other houses. She was sure that she was right. She was enthralled in her studies, making sure that she did everything correctly and to the point, even if it did mean staying up late and losing sleep. She would have to watch that though, because if she slept in, she would be late to her classes, which is never good.

She had heard through the tables at breakfast that there was supposedly a study group for first years starting up. She pondered this thoughtfully as she approached the barrels into the Hufflepuff dormitories. She pulled out her wand and tapped the barrel two from the bottom, middle of the second row. “He-lga Huf-fle-puff,” Bella murmured, making sure that she got the pattern right. No one had been drenched in vinegar yet, as far as she had heard. Or smelled. She knew that she didn’t have to say the name, but she wanted to make sure that she got the pattern right. She didn’t want to be the first person to be drenched.

She crawled through the barrel and popped out into the cozy common room, where a few of the older students were hanging out. She immediately dropped her eyes and head, making sure not to make eye contact with any of them. She hurried up to her dormitory and grabbed her book bag, throwing it over her shoulder. Her black robes swung around her in a rhythmic pattern and she snapped her fingers, remembering why she had come here in the first place, minus to grab her book bag. She pulled out her trunk, unlatching it and flipping it open, and grabbed some sheet music for the piano. She needed to practice at some point this week before she would forget her Sonata. She would have to keep the music in her bag if she were ever to remember.

Walking back out of her room, she headed back into the common room, where only a few of the older children still sat. She hurried back out the tunnel, making sure that it closed behind her before heading toward the study rooms. The bark colored book back bounced against her back as she made her way hurriedly down the halls. Some idiot was flying down the hallway on a broom, probably showing off to a girl or some friends. She thought it looked interesting. Quidditch had always been an interest of hers, with the flying brooms, but she had never had time for it. Or, at least, her family would never let her play.

Being as small as she was and the hallway being as big as it was, she was able to make her way through the elder students and other first years a lot faster because she could see the gaps between people and beat them to it before they crossed next to each other. She accidentally bumped into a few people once or twice, apologizing as she hurried off, unable to stop and make sure that they were okay. She hurried to the study room and saw a young blond fellow and a blond girl and a reddish head guy sitting there. She walked up quietly behind them, her chest moving up and down a bit from the fast walk.

“H-hello,” she said, stuttering a little bit from lack of air and nervousness. “Is…is this the study group? I’m Bella Williams and I was hoping to join.”

Battle of the Leviathans (X-Men/Hunger Games RP)

@GreenGrenade
Nope, you're fine!

Battle of the Leviathans (X-Men/Hunger Games RP)

@GreenGrenade
Heyyy! You almost done? :)

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

Jack Frost and Thallie

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Amare's Letter to Thallie

Dear Thallie,

Oh boy, ...this is my fifth attempt at a letter to you. I know, I know, I'm the God of damn Creativity. Yet I can't write one dumb letter to my big sister. I'm a genius- I know, but there's just so much I want to say- I want to explain. So, instead of trying to start at the beginning, I'm going to start with this.

Thallie, your the best big sister I could have ever hoped for. I love you entirely and thank you for always looking out for me. Because of that, right now, I miss you dearly.

That being said, I can't come and see you. I'm sorry but, the rest of The 'God Squad' hate me. Really, if I turned up on your doorstep and said "Hey Thallie! I missed you, Big Sister!" Then I'm sure everyone would tie me up and torture me for information. As while I might have a baby face, that isn't going to stop- well- Gods. And well, if they don't torture me- then they are at least going to use me as bait.

I simply can't have that you know- I love him too much to allow that.

I don't want to tell you this Thallie, I really don't. I don't want to explain to you that I can't see you. That I can't be with you. If your in trouble, believe me, I'll be there in a heartbeat. However, apart from that I...have to stay away from you and...be with him.

You have to understand, love you Thallie, I really do. There's no other female in my life I care for more than you. You've always loved me- cherished me...but you have never needed me. During our entire lives, you have looked after me. In fact, most people have. Even during the brief time I was in Armarion's favour, he was looking out for me. I always tried to help you when you were in trouble. However the truth is, you have always been Heaven's 'golden girl'. Everyone has always liked you, they have always been there for you. Now isn't any different. I love you, but truth is, you don't need me.

Brontes, on ther other hand, has always so desperately needed me. The both of us were always outcasts, tossed aside by our fellow Gods and Goddesses. Both incredibly lonely, we have always needed each other. Now, he needs me more than ever. Brontes is inches away from doing something terribly stupid, and I'm the only one who can stop him. I know I'm the only one who can stop him because I'm the only one he'll listen to. Believe me when I say, Brontes wants to make peace. However, he doesn't think it's possible and I have to make him see that it is. I have to not just for him, not just for me- but for you too.

Please try and understand- I love you, truly. I adore you like I have no other woman in this entire world. Brontes just simply needs me more right now. You'll be fine, everyone has always liked you. They'll help you, they'll look after you. Right here, right now, I need to look after him. Simply because I love him just as much as I love you. Not only that, but I'm the only one who does.

So, I love you and I adore you. Though most importantly I miss you. Just don't let that light of yours fade, okay? Your silly, childish, little brother wants to see your smile when he finally sees you again.

And I will see you again, that's a promise.

Love,
Amare.

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Thallie sat down in the room she was sleeping in and narrowed her eyebrows at the letter she was relieved and yet unrelieved at the same time. Flipping the envelope over to open, she ran her fingers over it and sighed.

How could Amare..how could he talk to someone other than his flesh and blood. It hurt her and plus all the stuff Jack was saying it was just a lot and not believable. Opening the letter she closed her eyes then opened them to read it. Each word catching her by surprise..it didn't sound like Amare.

Continuing to read it she shook her head and swallowed his words hurting her. It literally hurt to read him say that she didn't need him when she did. She did need him. Tears began to surface and a burning in the back of her throat crumbling the paper and throwing it. She quickly got up and paced the room before stop at the chair. Anger and everything causing her to throw it in the corner and then her sinking to the floor and hugging her knees. Everything was to much. The stress. Amare missing. Jacks confession. Amare reappearing and saying practically he didn't want to be around her and it was all of Brontes's fault.

Sitting on the floor she began to cry her head hurting and aching but truthfully she didn't care that it ached.

Jack had, for an hour at most, been able to get some measure of sleep when he got back from being kidnapped by Amare. He was shocked, at first, to find his house as it was, but when Ash explained what happened and he had spent most of the night fixing it with a spell that he had to rewrite to suit a house, Jack wasn't as mad. Though he was angry with Onatar... But the beast was banished to the ocean floor, never to return again. He was fine with that.

Jack hadn't been at the house for long, maybe a couple hours, one of those of which he was sleeping, and he had yet to see Thallie and find out her answer to his... confession. Jack grabbed his staff and twirled it in his hand. He took a deep breath and began walking toward the door, ice trailing behind him. He swore under his breath. The ice trail only tended to follow him when he thought about things too seriously or when he was too serious.

He just shook his head. He was going to have to deal with it. He walked out of his room and walked down the hall, heading toward Thallie's. He would have to talk to her sooner or later. Might as well be sooner, right? He saw Ash in the living room, still working to fix some of the damage. He had his scythe up and was waving it in a circle around the room. Things flew back into place, refixing themselves. His house was... sort of... beginning to look back to normal.

He saw the dark wooden door with a blue snowflake symbol for Thallie's room, one of his many guest rooms, and he walked over quietly. On the inside, he heard someone crying and he took a deep breath. He knew he shouldn't have just left the letter outside her room. He should have been there to help her handle the reading. Jack took a deep breath and knocked on the door, frost branching off from where he knocked to create a beautiful, intricate pattern on the outside of the door. "Thallie? You there?" he asked softly through the door.

Thallie looked down at the ground and wiped her eyes. "Yeah!" she choked up before looking at the door. She was a wreck and she was hurting and the person she needed the most didn't want her nor need her.

Her head ached as she looked at the crumbled paper. Everything rushing back to her head causing more pain. Swallowing she stared at the door and tried to dry her eyes. She didn't want to let Jack see her this way it felt as if she had let him down in a way. Thallie felt and had the need to be strong for everyone.

Jack took a deep breath and leaned against the door. He wasn't going to barge in, especially if he wasn't invited in. He stared at the door carefully, tracing patterns in the frost that appeared on it. "I was wondering if you were alright. I haven't seen you since I've been home. I know I didn't exactly leave on the best of terms, and I didn't come back with the greatest news."

He leaned his staff up against the wall and leaned with his head back against the door. "I'm so sorry Thallie." He said this part quietly, but he was sure it was loud enough for her to hear. "Do you have an answer for me?" he asked, slightly louder.

Ash, unbeknownst to both parties, was leaning up against the wall of the hallway leading into the living room and listening quietly. He rested his head against the hallway wall, waiting for the answer to his brother's question.

Staring at the door she stood up and fixed the chair. Shuffling over to the door she opened it looking at Jack with a small smile..
"I-I'm okay Jack..thanks for asking." Swallowing, she looked down at the ground.

Looking up at his face she signed quietly his eyes and everything made her feel better he made her feel better. Biting her bottom lip she swallowed then quickly wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest. Starting to cry from everything again and the pain of her head.

"Jack I need you. I really need you and and I love you Jack and my answer is yes." she said pulling away from hugging him. Her real eyes were showing the light crimson glowing as her tears filled her eyes.

Jack was shocked when she hugged him and began crying into his chest, but so many emotions flowed through his body when she said, "I love you." Jack grabbed her again, pulling her in tightly, and stroked the back of her hair.

"I will always be here for you, Thallie." He drew back again and held out his palm. Tiny ice crystals formed together and it created a small ring, one that would fit easily on her pinky finger. "If you ever need anything, just say my name and twist this ring around your finger. I'll be there as fast as I can." He placed the ring on her finger and gently held her hand, stroking his thumb over the back of it before dropping his hand back down by his side once more.

Relaxing a bit she wiped her eyes then looked at his hand watching the ring form she looked at him. She gave a small smile and twisted the ring around her finger. Then laughed a little. She pushed a piece of white hair that had fallen in face behind her ear. Her eyes where now a beautiful emerald green blue color.

Looking down the back up at him and swallowing. "Jack..what does this mean like..are we together or just..yeah " She was bad at wording things and could never word then right not only this she had never been in a situation like this. It was different for her and new and she was practically clueless.

Jack chuckled under his breath. He had been in many relationships before, though he would not tell her that, with mortal women and he nodded. "Yes. I believe" he said teasingly, "that if two people pronouce their love for each other to each other aloud, then they are together." He placed his hands on her waist and smiled down at her.

"Which means," he murmured quietly, staring down into her beautiful eyes. "I can do this without you punching me." He raised a hand to her chin, tilted it up carefully, and brought his mouth to hers, kissing her gently.

Giggling a little she smiled back at him. Next thing she knew Jack was kissing her something she had never felt before. She wasn't even sure on what she was supposed to do. So she attempted to kiss him back by doing the exact same thing to him. So many feelings were flooding in her it was as if a thousand butterflies flew into her stomach and everything that was bad or stressing her out.

Pulling back her face flushed a pale pink color as she used her hand to try to hide it. "Well now what do we do Mr.Frost?" she said jokingly at him. Giving him a small smile still trying to hide her flushed cheeks.

He became breathless once she drew back. He honestly now knew what all the mortal women thought whenever he kissed them. "Well, I guess either we should tell people or keep it a secret, if necessary." He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, a smile coming up on his face as she flushed.

"Though if Ash already knows, then we might not be safe," Jack said loudly, throwing it over his shoulder. Ash chuckled, shaking his head, as he walked away from them and out of his hiding spot. Jack just shook his head at his brother before looking at Thallie once again. "Or, you know, we could go on a normal date. Like to a movie or something."

Thallie raised a eyebrow at Ash giving him one of her many "the look" faces. Then looking back at Jack. "Uh Jack? Whats a date" she asked swallowing then looking down she was embarrassed that she didn't know what that even was but in her defense it wasn't really something anyone had ever her asked her about. Continuing to look down she bit her bottom lip.

"Should we keep it a secret Jack? I mean do you think we need to?" she asked him still keeping contact with the floor as she was still embarrassed. Which was weird because she was always putting up this tough girl act around everyone while being on earth, but for some reason she couldn't do it around Jack. She was vulnerable around him, weak pretty much. Not only that she couldn't understand or figure out if it would be okay to tell people. Especially with certain gods knowing maybe it would cause anything but surely it couldn't. Could it?

Jack, not responding to her first question about the date, grinded his teeth together. Should they keep it a secret? That was a hard question to ask. "In all honesty, Thallie, I think we should. If Brontes needs to hurt me in someone and he finds out about you... I think that would kill me." Jack murmured most of this. "We need to keep it a secret to keep both of us safe. It will be beneficial for both of us."

He took a deep breath and said, "Now, about that date..."

Harry Potter: 2017-2018

@DeadBeatWalking
Alright then. Thank you.

Harry Potter: 2017-2018

@dead anime dad
Woah, woah, woah... what happened? Bella was Gryffindor last night and now she's a Hufflepuff? I would like an explanation please...

Not to be rude... I'm okay with either, I guess...

Battle of the Leviathans (X-Men/Hunger Games RP)

@Dark Light
Okay, I'll start with the easy one first. You need two more fears for Levi.

Now, you kind of made both your character's a little bit OP. The Anti-Matter, the Shadow Pocket and the bring monsters to life a.k.a practically all of the darkness power you described? I'm going to have to veto all of that. Also, the Shadow Step. I was about an inch away from vetoing that also, but I'm willing to keep it if he doesn't go to another dimension. I would like to keep it one dimension please. If he just hides in the shadows and blends in better there, that would be fine.

Now onto Lilly. She is fine minus two things: I'm a little apprehensive on the escape and sustain versions of her powers. Honestly, one or the other. That's what I'm going to say to that.

Besides that, everything else looks fine. I don't mean to be harsh, but I want to give everyone a fighting chance you know?