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(i'm currently im MLM Romeo and Juliet #2 and Troubled Teens)
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Declan made to grab his arms, then remembered Daso's touch aversion. He stepped in front of Daso and held his arms to his sides, barring his way.
"Look, I'm not saying the bitch doesn't deserve it, but you'd be harming your own future in the process. Is it really worth it to get in one stupid punch if you're the one who gets punished? Sent to juvie? We all hate her, and we'll find a way to get rid of her, but not like this.")
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Jasper put his hands on the sides of Daso's head, looking into his eyes with feral desperation. "I was going to take care of her, Daso. I was gonna break all her little bones for you. I was gonna make her pay.")
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Name: Jasper Mihen
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay, very open about it
Appearance: Short blond hair, pretty muscular, 5'8. Mean, dark, piercing eyes. Attractive.
Main Personality Traits: Very intelligent. Most likely a sociopath. Really likes violence, although he can stay away from trouble when it's convenient. Brash, crude, doesn't like authority. Very good at manipulating others.
Magical Background: Old fancy magic, passed down from generations.
Other background: Very rich. Absent father. Mother is a drunk and also very afraid of him.
Typical/favorite outfit: Anything expensive and classy that shows his body off.
Familiar: A black ferret named Cleaver.
Likes: Knives, fire, people he can take advantage of, spearmint gum and sour candy
Dislikes: anyone who gets in his way
Favorite/Specialized form of magic: Elaborate spirit summoning circles, sigil magic (especially if it's designed as a curse or a hex).
Other: He pronounces his incantations like it's poetry, which makes it stick; it's very hard to get his magic out of something or someone he's enchanted.
Name: Eric Amato
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Gay
Appearance: Curly short brown hair, pale green eyes. A few freckles. Kind of a twink.
Main Personality Traits: A little brusque and sarcastic, but only at first. Very kind. Smart. Gets attached quickly.
Magical Background: Magic passed through his family as a tradition. Has a grimoire, mostly spells he made up and tricks he learned. He's never been to a magic school before.
Other background: Lower-middle class. Lives with his dad in an apartment. They're very close.
Typical/favorite outfit: Very basic, common clothing. Hoodies, solid-color shirts, jeans.
Familiar: A magpie named Navy.
Likes: Contemporary rock music (and old slow romantic songs, although he'll never admit it)
Dislikes: Liars
Favorite/Specialized form of magic: He was taught herb and hearth witchery so he's obviously good at it, but has an affinity for binding and banishing spells.
Other: He's Italian by heritage. When he does spells in Latin or rolls his r's during an incantation, the spell tends to manifest immediately and in a clear-cut, obvious manner. Spells in English have gentler effects. He also has several kinds of colour synesthesia.
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I need to throw up another baby quickly-
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(I'm here and ready to party.)
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As soon as I finish writing up this charcater I will be!
(Awesome! Don't worry @hollow-boned I'm starting)
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Name: Mre Reven
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexual/Romantic Orientation:
Appearance: Mre has pale skin, underneath his skin, there are dark shadows that move beneath the skin, mostly when he's nervous. His eyes are bright green and contrast his skin, they are large and his pupils are the main feature of it, them taking over almost all of his iris. He is tall, almost unnaturally so, his arms are long and his hands are small and quick.
Magical Background: Mre has studied under his parents, who were powerfull mages back in his home.
Other background: His family are refugees of a war that happened in his home country, a small place that used to be rich with culture but is now nothing but rubble.
Typical/favorite outfit (though there are school uniforms): Mre often wears dark and loose clothing, where his family is from that is the attire that they wear. However, he will occasionally wear yellow sweaters, most people think that this color has some sort of semblance to him.
Familiar: A small anteater.
Likes: The color yellow, his family, food that his mother makes, his father's art and singing, his little brother and sister's mischief.
Dislikes:
Favorite/Specialized form of magic: (potions, summonings, spells (what kind of spells), etc.) Shadow work
Other:
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Coolio.
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Aster practically bounced into school, her familiar snake Cagney wrapped around her shoulders. "You seem excited," he hissed into her ear.
"Not exactly," she whispered back. "But I do like new things, and this is definitely a new thing."
A teacher yelled, "STUDENTS TO THE MAIN HALL." Aster followed the stream of people since they seemed to know where they were going.
In her effort to get there in a hurry, she bumped into a tall boy with blond hair. "Sorry." She grinned.
Stupid freshman, Lander thought as someone bumped into him. He scoffed and looked down to see a tiny pixie of a girl. However, though she was short, she looked about his age. Somehow the tie of her uniform had been fashioned into a bowtie and tiny flowers were embroidered along the hem of her pleated black skirt. A snake was wrapped around her neck like a scarf. Ah. One of the "new kids". He rolled his eyes but didn't say anything.
The main hall was a theater. The students all filed in and took their seats. Lander sat next to Shay. He noticed the same girl who had bumped into him sat a few rows in front of him. "Can you believe these new kids they're letting in?" he whispered to Shay.
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Blair huffed as he walked into the theatre, he couldn't believe his family had let him go to this preppy school filled with idiots. It's for the best. His brain reminded him. Suspisoins are off them if I go here. He had to admit that it was true, he just didn't like it. At least when he looked around he saw someone he knew. "Aster, can I sit near you?" He called out as a girl walking next to him shrieked at Goldie, who was perched on his shoulder.
Farther back, a tall boy looked around for his friends, finding at least one of them and walking over. "Hey guys." He said quietly to Lander and Shay. "Mind if I sit near you guys? I can't find anybody I usually sit with."
Aster's face lit up at a familiar face. "Hey Blair!" she called back. "Yeah, this seat's open." She patted the chair next to her. "Have a seat."
Lander looked up at the sound of a voice. He looked the boy up and down. "Yeah, go ahead Mre. We were just talking about how annoying these new kids were."
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Shay was hopelessly trying to get his tie properly adjusted but was having zero luck, one of the unfortunate draw backs of being the only male in a house of traditional women. He yanked the damn thing off, almost resorting to a simple spell to get it right when he heard Lander slide into the chair next to him. Layla gave a soft crow to his friend, from atop Shay's head. "You should have seen the chick with the tattoos that rolled up in the Royce." He muttered to his friend, holding out his tie with a apologetic grin. "I know you fixed it for me yesterday, but… Oh hey, Mre." Shay trailed off shrugging. Lander knew that nothing Shay touched stayed neat.
Kikiro slid through the crowd with ease, Calcifer wrapped around her neck like a fur collar. He hissed at anyone that he thought got too close to his master. This was an entirely new experience for the both of them, but her father had assured her that this was a good choice for her future in magecraft. Her acceptance into the MOA school had made him proud, and like hell Kikiro was going to disappoint him by refusing. Besides, there was much that she had to learn still.
Kikiro carefully sat in one of the last empty chairs, next to an excited looking girl with a snake around her throat. Calcifer peaked out of Kikiro's long hair at both the girl and the snake in curiosity. "We've never been in a place like this before." His voice tittered in her mind. Kikiro had to agree, her stomach knotted in uncomfortably. This usually meant she was…nervous. Yes, that was the right emotion. At least she thought so. She wondered how all this was going to work out.
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"Thanks Ast. Gods above I hate this place, so many snobby people." Blair flopped into the seat, waving a bit to Kikiro. "Hey Kikiro, haven't seen you in a hot minute." He remarked, letting Goldie skitter down his arm to stand on his hand.
"Hey Shay, you having a problem with your tie again? Everytime I see it it's in a new messed up way." Mre teased. "I don't think I can say anything though, the only reason I have it right is from my papa."
"Oh gods they're just letting anyone in now, aren't they?" Lander scoffed and he tied Shay's tie for him. He finished and sat back in his chair. Sasha yipped softly at Layla from her spot at Lander's feet. "Who are they going to let in next, normals? You have to have some talent, some prestige to be in here." Now that he looked around, the whole room was sprinkled with these new kids. Gods.
"Yeah, some dude called me a freshman. I'm pretty sure we're the same age," Aster complained to Blair. She turned to the girl who had sat down next to her. She had really cool looking tattoos all over her. "Hey! I don't think we've met! I'm Aster!"
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"Ro, they're talking to you." Calcifer said, booping Kikiro on the nose with one of his tails. She turned, eyes alight with curiosity although the rest of her expression was somewhat aloof. "Oh hello Blair. It has been some time. Years in fact." A small smile softened her face. "I'm Kikiro. Kikiro Yamazuna. From Japan." She continued to Aster, holding out a tattooed hand.
Shay gratefully replaced his tie, looking around the room. The divide between the students was becoming more and more obvious as they flooded in. "Ah the riff-raff. I dare say that this year may be interesting though– Oh! I heard a rumor from Olivia Blackwell that a Yamazuna was accepted." Shay's eyebrows flicked up and the other boys and his smile turned ever so slightly nasty. "Honestly, what is MOA thinking accepting a crime lord's kid?"
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Eric shoved his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, simultaneously trying to slouch and keep his head as high as possible. Navy made a little cackling sound next to his ear and tugged reassuringly on one of his curls, almost losing her balance on his shoulder in the process. He huffed at her.
"Calm down, you dumbass," he muttered at her, scanning the theatre for his friends.
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Jasper sat in the back of the group, feet propped up on the seat in front of him. Cleaver hung halfway out of the bag, his little paws shredding a piece of paper. Jasper was quiet, watching the conversation unfold with little interest. He was only around these people because they'd grown up together. Most of them were idiots, anyway.
He looked up from Cleaver's fidding just in time to catch Shay's remark, and an unpleasant sneer made its way onto his face. "It would be a pity if something happened to them."
Lander raised an eyebrow at Jasper. "Yeah, good luck getting away with that shit with a crime lord's kid who isn't afraid to break the rules. He turned to Shay. "Think she's the one with the tattoos?"
Aster's eyes lit up even more as she shook Kikiro's hand. "Japan? That's really cool! Also awesome tattoos!" She held on to Kikiro's hand to better examine the tattoos on her arms. She poked at one. "Are they magic? I've always wanted a magic tattoo. Something to tell me the phase of the moon or something like that." Aster's voice was a bubbling, rushing river, flowing over in excitement.
Jasper grinned at him shamelessly. "I don't care much about rules either."
Eric finally laid eyes on them. He sat next to Aster with a heavy sigh. "Hey." He looked at the stranger, only just realizing he'd dropped in mid-conversation.
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"Hey Eric." Blair said, pushing up his sleeve to show a small tattoo of a rune. "This is the only visable one I have, it's mostly for divination, since I need all the help I can get with that." He laughed.
"I wouldn't do that." Mre said, raising an eyebrow and shooting a glance over to the small group of new kids. "Two of them look pretty threating, the crime lord kid and the one with the scorpion. They both look like they could skin you alive then suck the meat off your bones."
Olive practically hopped into an empty seat near the others, glancing with distaste at the new kids before returning her gaze back to her friends. “What are we talking about?” she asked. Prince croaked his agreement from his seat on her shoulder.
Archer looked around for someone he knew, his eyes scouring the group of kids. He wasn’t good with crowds and had absolutely no desire to interact with anyone new. He had almost given up and gone to sit by himself when Bellamy gave a sharp caw, directing Archer’s attention to the others. “Thanks Bell,” he mumbled to his familiar, hurrying to join their group.
“Hi everyone,” Archer said, sitting at the edge of the group with a small smile.
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"By the old gods, Jasper, we don't mean to kill the kid." Shay started looking faintly annoyed. His accent rang as he continued, shooting Jasper and Lander dubious looks. Shay shrugged to answer Lander's question, then gave his friend a sly look. "If she is, she's pretty damn hot–for a street mage that is."
Kikiro blinked in surprise, not entirely used to someone being so animated towards her or someone touching her for that matter. Both she and Calcifer stared at the other girl for a moment before remembering that she had asked Kikiro a question. "Summoning. They're for summoning. Fire based offensive magic." She gave Aster that tiny smile again, tapping the dragon inking on her arm. The dragon blinked, flicking it's ink tongue at the onlookers.
Kiki looked up at the new comer, realizing at the last second that she had sat within a group of young mages that were already friends. Heat spread up her high cheekbones. "You're embarrassed." Calcifer supplied. "Yes, thank you. I can figure it out on my own." Kikiro thought towards her familiar.