(sorry this took a while, was completely uncreative over the past few days xD;;;; i'll add more when I get back)
Name:
Vanessa Lee Gender:
Female Age:
17 Birthdate:
4th May Race:
High Breed Height:
5'8 Weight:
Thin Spirit Animal:
Corgi Animal’s Height:
Small Animal’s Weight:
pudgy ;3; mainly due to fur, though! Abilities:
-Good at hunting (mainly food but thats beside the point..)
-High stamina
-Fetch, anyone? no?..okay ;3;
Personality:
Vanessa has always been a clumsy, loud and obnoxious person at heart, though that doesn't mean she doesn't know when to shut up when its needed..its just in her nature, honest! Her loud and rebellious behavior can sometimes take a turn. Shes incredibly loyal and dedicated to her friends - willing to even go to extremes to help them when they're in need. Other times shes forgetful, just like a lost puppy...but make any dog jokes and she'll likely hit you, hard. Family:
Her real parents got rid of her when she was little, so she never really met them. She does however have adoptive parents and is currently an only child. Friends:
"eh..they're around somewhere" Enemies:
"who hasn't made a few enemies in their life?" Crush:
"............." Likes:
If theres food, Vanessa will most likely be there. When shes not chewing down a bag of chips, however, shes either at home playing video games or hanging out with her friends. Dislikes:
Annoying people, People who bug her, possessive people - if you cant learn to share why bother at all, amiright? She also dislikes cars/ needles/ anything pointy/ sour food and stairs when shes as her animal spirit...DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD IT IS TO GO UP THOSE THINGS?! Extra:
Vanessa is actually colorblind. She tends not to mention it much though.
Falsehood has an infinity of combinations, but truth has only one mode of being.
Nature never deceive us; it is we who deceive ourselves.
Name:
Kristine Kelly Nickname:
Kris Gender:
Female Age:
18 Height:
Average Weight:
A bit fit
T H E . B E A S T . I N S I D E
Spirit Animal:
Hare Animal's Height:
50 cm Animal's Weight:
2 kg Abilities:
-Ears can detect predators
-Powerful legs
-Can see nearly 360 Degrees
-Constantly aware of the surroundings
-Packs a strong kick and strong teeth
-Can jump high and long distances
T H E . I N T E R I O R
Personality:
The same as a Hare (or rabbit), Kristine is very cunning and can piece most things together when given sufficient knowledge or information. Most usually a sly liar, she would never badmouth people or back-stab them in their backs. Despite of her reputation as the deceiver of the school, she says some facts once in a while. Her lying was only for a hobby but it became a part of her everyday life so she doesn't care much about it. When in a tricky situation, smooth words of lie forms and voiced out. Kristine can't really help it anymore. She is also quite nosy and that's where she gets her friends and enemies. It was simply her instinct yelling at her "You have to help!" and so she does... which leads her into some problems. And said problems, few times, really aren't that pretty. Quite loyal to her friends and acquaintances, when faced a serious conversation, she replies truthfully. Serious things simply have to remain serious. Though at times, she just refuses to see the seriousness of the situation. Kristine is a very confusing character, but when you see her acting carefree, the possibility of her lying during that time is quite high. It's only difficult to spot which is the lie and which is not. Also, she makes bad and dark humors so few only laugh with her... Family:
James Kelly - Father (41) Friends:
"I have friends! No enemies though~" Enemies:
"I have enemies! No friends though~" Crush:
"Oh! I have a crush but I forgot his name! Pretty sure I crushed him before so it really doesn't matter anymore~" Likes:
Kristine absolutely likes people who just don't worry about anything and saw the world a very carefree place. Friendly, understanding, patient, open-minded, she admires those people who have those traits. In this world, so few have them. And the world was mostly full of stupidity so it can't be helped. Kris also loves shaded places and simply lying under the grass... then sleeping there. She seem to do that subconsciously and frequently too. Rabbits are definitely cute so that is also another thing she likes. The feeling of that soft, white, fur in your hands and the light weight of the rabbit in your hands... It was bliss. Dislikes:
Kristine detest everything that hurts rabbits. And when people insult her when she's lying, she just want to kick the living hell out of those people and crush them to half. Of course, she wouldn't do that though...
"I'm not using anime as a reason to escape reality. I use it to realize more about the reality."
History:
Kristine doesn't know much about her own past (because of the shock) but one thing she knows is that her father is in prison. She didn't ask why he killed. She simply smiled at her father, refusing to shed a single tear. After all, it felt that she lost if she ever cried. It felt that if she ever cried, she'd admit that her father really did kill her mother. And it hurt. Well, that was five years ago so she doesn't fret much about it. It was even thanks to that event that she, by chance, found her abilities. Kicking her soccer ball with full force simply because of her rage, it exploded into thin pieces after it hit her foot. She was surprised with that turn of event and briefly forgot the happenings around her father. She continued to experiment her abilities until she was sure that her Guardian was a hare. Her lying tendencies began when his father was imprisoned. Currently, she is living by herself and is working as a librarian in the nearby local library. Dreams:
To live a content life. Fears:
Facing and learning the truth about her father and mother.
A N . E X T R A . D O S A G E
Extra Info:
"I can tell more if you want more lies~!" Quotes:
"Humans are humans. Once you are a human, you can be no other. Even if you are only exposed to humans, you will change. Simply because, they are humans."
"Lies are truths. Truths are lies. Now, which is it?"
"Sometimes, I wonder if what I'm saying are even true in the first place." Theme Song:
One OK Rock - Liar http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uYhza8VFxWE
"I'm not using anime as a reason to escape reality. I use it to realize more about the reality."
Bishop stands before Woodsboro High School, backpack overweight as he still stands tall against its dragging force. His eyes seemed to brighten as the smile split across his face. It’s the second day of school. Of his senior year. His final year of high school. Yesterday, which had been the first day of school, Bishop recognized a lot of the faces from his previous years. Excluding a majority of the new freshmen, that is.
Taking long strides forward and against the progressive winds, Bishop makes his way into the school and towards his locker, where he would empty out the contents of his backpack, relieving it of the stress of carrying oversized books. He then slides a pencil into one of his jean’s pocket and places a Psychology textbook and notebook into the crook of his arm, closes his locker, and heads off to his first class.
Today would be a wonderful Tuesday. At least, that’s what Cosette tried to convince herself of as she still lay in bed, wearing oversized clothing for pajamas. She had kicked the blankets off at some point during the night as they are now sprawled across the floor. She could either get up and grab them, and fall back asleep, or actually get up and get ready for school.
”Probably one of the most difficult decisions a person can make in the morning.” Cosette grumbles to herself as she cups her hands over her face, attempting to block out the sunlight that streams through her open window.
The Catchlove siblings both make their way to school. You would think sisters would walk alongside one another, but Sybil and Bliss aren't really like other sisters. The taller and older girl walks ahead of her sister, head held high with an air of confidence. Though she enjoys the cool breeze on her face, no smile crosses Sybil's lips - she appears entirely focused on getting to where she's going and fast. She was pretty, yes - but Sybil had this image of being 'stuck-up' and 'prude'. No one walked with her. No one spoke to her. That was the way she wanted it to be.
Bliss walks several paces behind, head low and hands on the straps of her over-sized backpack. She does not even attempt to initiate conversation with Sybil, knowing that she'll just tell her to go away or worse - ignore her. Several times, in her freshman year, Bliss had attempted to walk with her sister and smile and laugh with her. But every time her younger sister caught up with her, Sybil would walk just a little bit faster until she was out of earshot. It only took a few weeks, or months maybe, for Bliss to get the message.
"Sybbie?" she would ask tentatively, flinching as she received a sharp, "Go away."
As they reached the school, Bliss brightened up a little. She enjoyed school. She was good at things - not by her family's standards maybe, but the teachers never failed to praise her. And she had friends. How wonderful it was to have such a bright pleasant girl like Bliss in their class, just like-
"Just like Sybil." Bliss muttered under her breath, inspiring deeply.
Bliss watches as her sister enters through the doors of the school and takes another deep breath before heading in herself.
"Hi Bliss!" Bliss smiles as she is greeted immediately by the one thing she had that her sister didn't; friends.
Lily weaves her way through corridors full of students, her nose buried into the book she had already read twice over the summer. The red-headed girl had decided that she wanted to get as much out of the way as possible even before classes start. She barely notices as others bump and brush past her shoulder, her attention devoted entirely to the novel clutched in both palms of her hand. Eventually, Lily finds herself exactly where she wants to be; her locker. Instead of placing the books in her bag, Lily simply holds them and struggles under the weight of a particularly heavy Biology textbook. Readjusting herself, Lily buries her nose back into the book and heads off towards her first lesson.
Students appeared at each corner, carrying their backpacks. The bell hasn't rung yet so they just made their way to school in a relaxed pace. One particular person went with that flow, only difference was that she didn't have anything that she's carrying. After all, she already left her books since day one, not even bothering to scour through it. It was a pain to read books, to be honest. Teachers were there to discuss it after all. A book is just a guide.
Arriving at the entrance of the school, she released a sigh and gently slapped her face. A confident smile appeared and it signaled people that her lying self would begin to annoy them. Kristine said a few "Hellos" to people and some greeted her back. In front of her locker, she opened it and checked her schedule. Psychology was her first subject and so, as any normal student does, she picked up her pencil case, books, and notebook.
She climbed up the stairs with little difficulty and entered her first class, sitting by the window.
"I'm not using anime as a reason to escape reality. I use it to realize more about the reality."
Jeff walked turned the corner that leads to the school and smiles. he runs up the school steps and arives at his locker. he puts all his things inside, save a dufflebag full of swimgear, he was finally a senior, which meant he had become the captain of the swimming team, and today was tryouts. nothing made jeff happier then being in the water, so swimteam was a natural fit for him. "I can't wait to see who joins this year, maybe a dolphin girl, that would be so sweet." he says as he walks down the hallway, greeting people on his way to the pool hall.
Mathius walked into the school eating a reeses cup and he was in his own little world listening to music and eating a peanut-butter cup.
Mathius was happy he went from a place not knowing who he was to a school full of equals. He was not a well known person at Woodsboro high but he was very charismatic, he guess that is what he got from having an Elephant spirit he was kind and gentle friendly with everyone he would rarely get out of character.
He had his backpack slung over one shoulder as he walked to his class.
Mathius bumped into Logan accidentally the gothic rebel shot him a death glare as his hyena spirited friends swarmed with a pack like mentality. "Whoa ya brute aren't ya going to say your sorry". Logan said and you can hear his accent seems as if he is of British descent
Mathius looked back knowing that Logan was one to fight with other high breeds to try to prove his superiority but they were in school right now and fighting is not allowed yes some area's people sneak in fights like the roof or basement but in the hallway no way. It was actually funny to see a Toad ruling over Hyena's ... but Mathius wasn't a prideful man. "My apologies Logan i'm headed to class just didn't see you there see you another time". He says as he goes for the quick escape and gets into the class room
Logan smirked as he liked to feel feared due to his past. Logan looked at his crew, "Aight i'll see the lot of you its a new day I'll see who's in class kinda bored don't feel like cutting now scatter" he says walking to class himself
on his way to class Jeff saw Logan and ran up with a huge grin like he always had on his face. "Hey, badboy logan!" he shouted, his grin unwavering "so, you have a frog spirit right? frogs are great swimmers, being amphibious and all. how would you like to join the swim team?" he says making huge gestures with his hand without lossing a bit of energy. "it will be fun, I know you don't like certain classes, and being on a sports team, as long as you keep your grades up through tests, you are allowed to skip one or two classes a day for practice. as long as the captain, in otherwords, I sign off on it." he says the last part with two thumbs up as his grin grows wider.
Logan looks at the guy... he wasn't one for teams unless he was the one in charge... "I'm not the swim team type speedo....water is my scene but if you can't tell I'm a bit gothic but I'll think about it. .. ok". He says sidestepping and heading to class
Bishop enters the Psychology room, which wasn’t overly packed with students. It was a more difficult class, and most of the students within Woodsboro weren’t too inclined towards these sort of subjects to begin with. But, Bishop took great interest, and sits in his seat. He glances around the classroom, a short smile on his face. His eyes seemed to flicker to life as the teachers strolls into the room, pushing his glasses up and setting a duct-taped laptop onto his desk. He faces away from the class and towards the board, eyes skimming the daily objectives. Absorbing what today’s lesson shall be, the teachers turns on his polished heels and faces the class.
”Get ready for another boring day. . .”, a drawl female voice grumbles from the seat behind Bishop. He is tempted to glimpse over his shoulder to see who had talked, but decides against it as the teacher’s voice rings out.
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Cosette had gotten up and somewhat functioning. She still remains in her pajamas, with an additional pair of bunny slippers on her feet. As she moves about the kitchen, the pink ears flop up and down, and a subtle squeaking noise is produced from the soles of the slippers. Cosette decides to stick with cereal, for the hundredth time this month, and pulls the box out of a cupboard. Cosette doesn’t deal with a bowl or milk, and instead shoves her hand into the box, pulls out a handful, and shoves it into her mouth.
”I should go to school, shouldn’t I?” Cosette ponders aloud, her words muffled by a full mouth. ”I’ve already skipped once this week. . . and it’s the second day of school.”
She leans back against the kitchen counter, and slowly sets the cereal aside. Swallowing and then sighing, Cosette ventures into her bedroom.
The class began. Lessons were taught by the teacher seriously, a bit of humor scattered here and there that others picked up, others unfortunately didn't. As one would expect from a Psychology class, there were few people so when a random girl made that disrespectful comment about the day's lesson, it irked her. Kristine eyed the girl when said girl made the comment. She planned to annoy the girl for a few days and she looked forward to the signal of the bell. But for now, she won't do anything. Oh no. . . Lessons were discussed now. She'd just have to to think about it later.
After all, subjects are important and should be (mostly) taken seriously. For now, she wrote on her notebook the things the teacher discussed.
"I'm not using anime as a reason to escape reality. I use it to realize more about the reality."
Without hard work, nothing grows but weeds.
Name:
Jonah Raphael Mickelson
Nickname(s):
Jon
Gender:
Male
Age:
Eighteen
Height:
6’03”
Weight:
175 lbs
Spirit Animal:
Flying Fox
Animal’s Height:
13 in” (3.3 ft wingspan)
Animal’s Weight:
2.2 lbs
Abilities:
Incredible hearing
Echolocation
Gliding
Strong grip
Personality:
Much like the animal spirit that he holds, he is an incredibly shy person, tending to keep quiet in class and eat lunch by himself. Despite being a shy person, he is also a very headstrong and determined young man, always focused on his studies and his boxing club. He is friendly when approached by people, but doesn’t go out of his way to meet people. Due to the type of spirit animal he has, others tend to think he is a bad person, and are frightened by him, even though Flying Foxes eat primarily fruit.
Family:
Samuel Mickelson – Dad (55)
Danielle Mickelson – Mom (57)
Friends:
Not too many, but he has people he interacts with
Enemies:
Whoever is in the ring at the time
Crush:
No real prevalent crushes, though he is attracted to Lilian Darnell and Cosette LeOnne, Though he doesn't have the confidence to talk to either one of them.
Likes:
He enjoys reading and his studies, often placing top in his class. He welcomes almost every form of music, though he prefers more unique sounds. Boxing is his one true passion, If he isn’t at school, he is at practice, or the gym. Jonah also happens to be a very adamant vegetarian, though he can’t describe why he is (he doesn’t know).
Dislikes:
He dislikes bright lights and is NOT a morning person. Tending to be more active at later hours in the day. He doesn’t like people who try to bully others, or people who are rude in general.
History:
When Jonah was born, his parents were unsure how they were going to raise a highborn child without any knowledge, but eventually they began to learn that he was no different from normal children. When he started school, he was afraid of all the other students and did his best to stay away from them, he faked sick many times. Even though he was never a social student, his grades were always amazing. When he reached his freshman year of high school, his counselor, to help gain more confidence talked him into joining the boxing club. After about a month of training, he began to see that he had a natural talent with boxing, due to his animalistic abilities. With his skills in boxing increasing, he has started to come out of his shell a bit
Dreams:
He wants to continue boxing for fun, but with his studies, he wishes to help people by becoming a doctor or a teacher.
Fears:
Direct confrontation
Death
Extra Info:
Because of his particular animal spirit, he has two drawbacks. His first is that he is required to wear contacts because of poor eyesight, though because of his echolocation he technically doesn't need them. His second is that because of his intense hearing abilities, he needs to wear ear plugs when going into crowded areas, to protect his ears.
Theme Song:
Avicii – Hey Brother http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C3mYhXl3OMQ
Edited at Fri Oct 11, 2013 1:52:24 AM
If you keep on failing at everything you do, don't view yourself as a failure. For you succeed at failing. So to succeed, one must fail at failure!
Psychology was Sybil's least favorite lesson. You could easily guess this by simply observing the bored expression on her face that she fails to disguise. Or maybe it's the way she rests her head on her palm and takes greater interest in her nail beds. As the rest of the class takes notes, Sybil simply sits there. She taps her pen against the desk from time-to-time but that's about it. She can see the male teacher scowl at her subtly as he speaks, obviously offended at how little interest she seems to take in his subject. Meanwhile, Sybil continues to just stare at him lazily through icy blue eyes. A glance around the classroom tells Sybil that she is the only one who isn't really paying much attention, but she didn't feel the need to take notes. This subject was not important to her - it was too wishy-washy for her liking. Her parents had urged her to take it, telling her that it would compliment her Maths and Sciences well. But Sybil found it boring - not difficult, but boring - at the best of times. As Sybil yawns and stretches, it seems to be too much for the teacher who shakes his head and mutters under his breath. Sybil doesn't seem to care very much however as she lays her head down on her desk and stretches her arms out across the wood.
Lily grins as she sits herself down in her English class, obviously happy to be there. English was her favorite subject, though she enjoyed most of them. There was just something about getting into a good book that made her smile. As the teacher enters the room, the ginger girl sits herself up straight and prepares to take notes, pen and paper at the ready.
It was finally a free period, so Jonah decided to spend some time out in the school garden to read for a bit. The garden was an enjoyable spot that he tended to visit often. Jonah pulled the book from his backpack and began to read.
If you keep on failing at everything you do, don't view yourself as a failure. For you succeed at failing. So to succeed, one must fail at failure!