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The plot has already been decided and character forms will be submitted soon.
Name: Orella Keris Armweather
Personality: She is very independent and a firm believer in being no less than who you are, and not being concerned by how others might judge. Although she tries to be as honest as possible, she has her own minor secrets, but would never go so far as to risk an innocent's life to conceal them. She will defend anyone deserving of her protection, whether it be a verbal or physical argument, but more than anything, is quickly angered by any emotional abuse. She loves animals and babies, and most can effortlessly enjoy an easy-going, light-hearted conversation or experience with her. As a rather outgoing individual, she barely knows the definition of 'awkward' and doesn't mind silent moments. She is overall a rather lovely girl, but beware her fiery temper.
Appearance: Her mother is American, and her father Korean. Her natural brown hair is enriched with medium copper blonde highlights, cascading down wavily to the length of her waist. Her almond-shaped chocolate brown eyes are surrounded with dark ebony lashes, her slim nose slopes up to thin, defined eyebrows. Her lips are a combination of congo pink and a soft shade of apricot, against her lightly tanned skin; though she pretends to never wear any jewellery and deceives quite well, she does have one necklace always in her possession, but it is always hidden under the collar of her shirt, for desperate reasons. At a height of 5.9 feet, she is tall and svelte.
Weapons: Her signature weapon is the bow and arrow . . . however, she has been thoroughly trained to wield a necessary seraph blade or dagger, and she could certainly defend herself unarmed.
Pets: She has various animals in her household, all belonging to her, all fellow girls, all quite docile: a very people-oriented teacup piglet named Piggles, with occasional dark patches splotching her hind legs and eyes; two boisterous budgies, Pepper and Spice, one a buttercup yellow with green tones, the other a pale sky blue; a friendly tortoise named Maia; and her closest companion, the boss of the house, a female siberian cat called Ari, with deep celeste blue eyes and tortie colouring, spread out along the ears, face and tail (her adorably mitted paws and creamy coat give a lighter, softer mien).
Species: Whilst her blood is mainly that of a shadowhunter, her father was a lycanthrope; she did not inherit any shapeshifting abilities, but did gain others.
Accelerated Regeneration - The user can rapidly regenerate; in other words, they can recreate lost or damaged tissues, organs and limbs, sometimes slowing, or even stopping, ageing. The rate and amount of healing varies widely: some can regrow missing limbs, others must put the limb back in place for rapid regeneration. They are generally in very good physical shape as their bodies are constantly reverting to healthy state.
Adoptive Muscle Memory - The user can copy any movement/action after seeing it performed, including acrobatics, martial arts, and other physical stunts. With these skills they can become masters and incredible at what they do, by combining what several forms and movements in rhythmic motions instead of using the same thing over. User can copy how a person aims, giving themselves incredible marksmanship, though if they wanted to use certain weapons they would have to watch a person fire that weapon to be able to copy it, such as how to fire a rifle as opposed to how to fire a bow, or how to throw knives or darts.
Surface Scaling - The user can climb walls and stay unto ceilings. The user does not deny gravity, but has the ability to adhere to surfaces unaided. However in order to truly be "crawling" the user must be able to maintain balance for long periods of time, compared to wall running where the energy is only temporary. Beings with super human strength or super strong and dense claws could simply dig their fingers into a surface, then propelling upwards and digging in again, generating the effect of wall crawling. In some cases, the user may simply be able to make use of any handholds they find, no matter how small, to wall crawl.
Short Biography: Before her years fighting demons, she was a professional backup dancer in Los Angeles, where she lived in a modern apartment near the city, with her mother; her talents in this area are undeniably incredible, and at the peak of her career, Seraphina was even offered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to play a dance character in a movie series. The job pay would have let her live comfortably until the day she died. Then the Nephilim decided to recruit her and she was forced to abandon her dreams, to serve for the demon-hunting race.
This form isn't as good, without the animal images.
Oh, well ... no fluffies here.]
Name: Jessamine Iris Goldlock
Personality: Jessamine is described as being self-centred, secretive, ignorant, dramatic, narcissistic, and sometimes malicious. She will protect others when convenient, but would never sacrifice her own life to save an innocent; she will admit this on occasion, when brutally honest, but prefers to make excuses. Her attitude toward tragedies and misery, can seem careless, but she is quiet and respectful when she wants to be. Being so dramatic, she doesn't usually hide her emotions. When she is angry, she will scream; when upset, she will cry; when annoyed, she will storm away in a huff; when scared, she will close her eyes and shriek for help; and when hurt, she will fall, merely expecting someone to catch her.
Appearance: Her parents were both American, but her mother was of Canadian descent. Her hair is light brown and streaked with white and blonde, giving the convincing illusion of just being blonde; her hair is usually pinned up in a french or dutch braid and adorned with a pale rose, or wavy when down. Her eyes are a medium carolina blue: the limbal ring around the iris is dark, her eyelashes defined with neatly applied mascara and eyeliner. Jessamine considers her makeup, accessories and fashion to be of the utmost importance, and therefore, is an expert in style and beauty. Her skin is lightly tanned, her lips a muted alabaster pink. At a height of 5.8 feet, she is reasonably tall, and boasts a slim, curvaceous figure.
Weapons: Jessamine loves weapons; her weapons, of course, the discreet ones. Her favourites are the chinese emei daggers: small, narrow blades disguised as hairpins and hair chopsticks, but she also doesn't mind her rings with secret compartments for poison, or the silver serpent whip bracelet coiled around her wrist, always prepared to uncoil and attack at her will. She finds the seraph blade not so much to her taste, but will still use it for its amadas properties.
Pets: She is not a fan of animals, as she considers them to be dirty, unhygienic and untrustworthy creatures; though she claims they are of lesser intelligence, she has been known to form some ridiculous and amusing theories about their attempts to kill her. And she would never ride a horse.
Species: Jessamine is a pureblood shadowhunter.
Powers: Most pureblood shadowhunters have no magical abilities, only the power of their runes, as is the case with miss Goldlock.
Short Biography: Jessamine was adored by many, since she was a child. Her beauty was loved and appreciated by everyone, her grace also. The other children always hated her for this, as did her own mother, and eventually, most of her female relatives. Jessamine became quite alone, and the male friends she once had now quarrelled over her, and so she was forced to give up on them as well. She had no one, and so on the eve of her sixteen birthday, she decided to run away from home.
Name: Atlas Casimir Greyshade
Personality: Atlas is surprisingly compassionate and cultivated. Though incredibly quiet, he is very discerning, of both his friends and enemies, or sometimes simply strangers. His intuition and courteous nature have won him many battles. He tries to avoid confrontation when possible, and his decisions are always well thought out, but he will not abandon an innocent or friend in any case. Despite having such a polite charm, he does not lie well, as most emotion has been proven to seep through into his expressions and, mainly, his revealingly honest eyes.
Appearance: His hair is ash blonde and ends halfway down his ear length. His light carolina blue eyes are pale, but the limbal ring around the iris is deep and leaves a defining contrast between the colours. His eyelashes and eyebrows are naturally rather dark. His skin is light and carries a pink undertone; his lips are a pale neutral pink. Excluding the piercings on his eyebrow, ear and lip, and the traditional black fighting gear he wears, Atlas has quite a soft mien. His harsh embellishments can make him appear deceivingly rough, when actually, he is a very empathetic and gentle being. Reasonably tall at six feet, he has broad shoulders and an overall well-built figure.
Weapons: He wields a traditional seraph blade, but is perfectly capable in unarmed combat and the use of other basic weapons.
Pets: A loyal male white husky named Altoid.
Species: He is a pureblood shadowhunter.
Powers: None but his runes.
Short Biography: His mother and father, both essentially shadowhunters, were brave and selfless people; they swore an oath to defend the Clave, and their beloved son, whom they loved so immensely. They bestowed upon him a wonderful education, attentive care and unconditional love. They also lead the York Institute. But shadowhunting was their life, and when the Council called them upon another demon related endeavour, they accepted the mission. Unfortunately, they never returned, and were declared dead. Atlas was eleven at the time and clearly devastated. He refused to leave his room. He barely ate, and he never socialised. When he began to overcome his anguish, the new owners of the Institute welcomed him with open arms.