Name: Alice Crowley

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Attire: Same as the Image

Arcana: Fool

Weapon: Two Kitchen knife-sized daggers, attached to her two index fingers via strings, effectively making them mid-range weaponry as well as close-range.

Personality: TBR

Backstory: Alice was born in England, raised in America, only to go back to England for study in London University. She had a more than decent school life, while having little actual friends, she did have a good mind on her head, graduating at nearly the top of the class. Her family life was relatively nice and uneventful.

...Well, until 11 years ago, where for ten years straight she suffered through seeing being aware of the Dark Hour, due to her potential of becoming a Persona-user.

At the same time, she kept having dreams, the same dream every night. She dreamed of herself dressed in the garments of royalty and presenting herself as a cruel and despicable ruler to silhouetted people.

This eventually led her to not sleeping because of that dream, being scared to sleep, but still scared to be awake as the world around her changed every night.

Eventually it got so bad, that her parents took her to a Psychologist, Dr. Aleister Grendel, to find a method against this constant dream. The strange part was that there was no trigger to this. No post-traumatic stress disorder, no records of mental illness, no experience like this before.

...However, despite this, the Doctor managed to do just what she was paid to, as ever since her visit, Alice never had that dream again, eventually the memory of this dream faded away, as did the Dark Hour one year ago.

With both of her fears gone, she focused more on her life and what to do with it. She decided to go to London University to be a Psychology major herself.

Theme Song: *Is Working on it*

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Persona Name: Dorothy (As in, Dorothy Gale from the Wizard of Oz)

Persona Appearance: A beautiful brown-haired teenaged girl with long hair, her eyes a beautiful green as she wears the blue dress and white apron. A long black wolf wrapped around her like a snake, the bottom part the wolf being more like a swirling vapor akin to a tornado. Red ruby shoes dripping with crystal drops as if it was coated in blood.

Persona Skills: Garu, Mudo, Dia

Character Relevance: As Alice before her, Dorothy represents an innocent girl entering stepping into a world that is fascinating yet terrifying, and while she is weak and wanting to go home, in time she will gain the courage and power to help this world from its troubles. For now, however, she is simply doing what it takes to get home.

Name: Adam Smith

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Attire: The same as in the picture, minus the scarf. He goes to a Private school, which is why he has a school uniform.

Arcana: Emperor

Weapon: A Broadsword and shield

Personality:

Backstory:

Theme Song:

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Persona Name: King Arthur

Persona Appearance: A knight doning golden armor, a red cape and the top of the helmet shaped as a smooth golden crown. The face is completely masked by the helmet with only the sky-blue eyes showing out of it. Well...To call it a knight perhaps is not quite right, as there seems to be a very small and slim strip of the torso, too thin and small to fit, can be shown between the upper and lower parts of the armor. Yet despite this, it looks and can move naturally.

Persona Skills: Cleave, Zio, Hama

Character Relevance:

Name: "The White Rabbit" Later to be called Peter White or Rain White

Gender: Male/Female (Gender is more about preference than fact when it comes to Shadows. Since shadows are essentially the physical embodiment of emotion, they don't really have an actual gender to them. As such, the gender they have is the gender they prefer to be. Shadow Selves however, who are doppelgangers of their original selves that they come out of, are the sole exception to this. Since the White Rabbit was tasked with taking children through the looking glass to Wonderland, He must take a form that gives comfort to those children, usually the form of a female, but sometimes taking a male form as well. As such, White Rabbit holds no gender preference, and can change it at any point in time.)

Appearance: True Form:

Male Human Form:

Female Human Form

Note: In all three cases, his eyes are red.

Arcana: The Star

Power: Besides the power to enter into the dreams of people and allow them access into Wonderland, as well as the ability to change into a human like appearance, (A power that all "neo-shadows" like him possess.) The White Rabbit has the ability of Manifestation. A shadow's body is made up of organic emotion, and as such is normally a thing of goop. The White Rabbit possesses the ability to take a part of himself, and shape them into what he wishes. Upon completing this, the part becomes the real thing, in the same manner of the Shadows taking physical form. With this, he can create weapons that he or anyone else can use. Given he knows about it, he can also shape it into items of any kind. It is through this ability that the persona users gained the Pocket-Watches necessary to awaken their personae. The bigger the item, the more time it takes to make them, the more of his body he has to use. Small items are nothing he needs to be returned to him, as he can heal himself and replace the part missing. However, bigger stuff he'll need to have returned to his body, or else he'll be incredibly weaker. Whether it was because of this power that's able to switch his gender, or because he could switch gender so loosely that he learned this power is unknown.

Additionally, because of said Gender-Swap, He has two personae instead of one.

Weapons: True form: A set of large knives between the knuckles as claws, and his trusty Flintlock Pistol (Will be .45 Magnum as the story progresses.)

Male Form: A staff with a hidden sword blade within it.

Female Form: Small throwing daggers, and her over-sized pocket watch.

Personality: Because of his ability of gender-swapping, he developed a split-personality disorder between his male and female selves.

The Male version is an aristocratic snob of a gentleman. He is calm, calculative, sometimes suave, and very well-mannered, but also cold and cynical with a hint of sarcasm. He never truly raises his voice even when angered, and often he is as he can have something of a short-temper. He sees these humans as a means to an end, and not much more, determined to fight the queen and then send them home, but eventually will open up to them as time goes on. Speaking of which, he is very picky when it comes to time. Always wanting things to go on schedule, and annoyed greatly when something delays it. It's also worth mentioning that he absolutely hates carrots, not much for the vegetable himself, but for the stereotype it represents in the human world. As such, he is greatly irritated if someone offers him a carrot. He is often a rabbit of danger, and is willing to put himself on the line for the sake of helping others out, as annoying as it may be for him. While he seems like a jerk ultimately, he is heart seems to always be at the right place, and the right time, and seems to have a beneficial goal.

The Female version, meanwhile, is a hyperactive, energetic, nutcase of a teenager. She is always active and always on the move, and always seems to be happy when she's not either panicking or crying her eyes out. The former of which being something she has a bad habit of. Like the male version she takes great care of wanting to be on time for something, and rather than sitting back and planning things out like the male, she goes into a panic about it. She is most happy around friends and is glad that she met the humans she did, one of her great fears seems to be being alone in the end. She is friendly, kind and filled with joy, which is why she is the one used to take the children to Wonderland.

Theme song: *Is working on it*

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Persona Name: Sisyphus/Shirousagi (Evolved from Nix/Siren)

Persona Appearance: The male Persona, Sisyphus, looks like an old thin man wearing a royal robe with a boulder strapped to his back, the straps torn and wore out as he holds on to them. While Shirousagi looks like a small rabbit with stitched up patches of fur of many different colors all over his body, and standing on what appears to be the back of a moving shark.

Persona Skills: Agi, Bash, Power Charge/Bufu, Media, Patra

Character Relevance: While Nix and Siren represented the White Rabbit at his original job, luring in the children with a sense of False-hope and a false sense of security, (Effectively making him a Reverse-Star or a Moon) Sisyphus represents the White Rabbit's knowingly futile hope, as well as his defiance against a much higher power than his own. While Shirousagi represents their usage of the humans as tools to achieve that end, also representing Rain's embrace of the stereotypes of being a rabbit. The multiple colored patches not only show how colorful she is, but...just how scarred the white rabbit truly is.

Eve definitely attracts stares with her platinum blonde hair and flawless ivory skin. Her crystal blue eyes sparkle every time she smiles, which unfortunately isn’t so much in recent times. She is on the taller side, but not enough to stand out, and thin, but healthily so. Track and pole vaulting has kept her fit, despite her terrible eating habits. She wears a pink ribbon tied around either her neck or hair, a gift from her boyfriend.

Eve was like a beacon of light who couldn’t help but brighten any room she walked into. Everyone was her friend, and she didn’t even know what it was like to have someone not like her. Anyone who didn’t immediately love her, she would just steamroll until they did. Hate, jealously, and all the nastiness of life just seemed to hit a wall and bounce off of her. She was actually quite smart, but tended not to act it, instead going along with what others said without a care in the world. It was a common occurrence for her friends to have to point out that she couldn’t agree with every opinion at the same time, and she’d agree. She had a boyfriend, Ian Raster, whom she loved completely, and her daily public displays of affection were seen as a source of entertainment for the entire school populous. Ian would pretend to be surprised and embarrassed each time, but he really did enjoy it. Whatever Eve felt or did, she put herself into it one hundred and ten percent.

Recently, she’s become an entirely different person. Instead of lighting up a room, she pulls the entire mood down just by walking in. She doesn’t smile, she doesn’t laugh, and she barely talks even to her closest friends. She’s still one of the brightest of her class, but whereas before she just brushed it off as nothing important, now it is the only surviving part of her character, and her effortless answers in classes only isolate herself further from those around her. The Eve of today is a shell of her former self. She simply can’t bring herself to care about anything or anyone. When she’s home and alone she lets her emotions out, being either tears or screams, punching the teddy bear that Ian got her so much that she’s had to sew it back together a dozen times. After a short absence, she did continue showing up for track and pole vaulting, and despite not practicing for a while, she has broken all of her previous records. They seem to be the only things she puts an effort into nowadays.

Evette’s family has some money, and by some I really mean a whole lot. Her mother is a violinist and a painter, and she taught Eve art and music from a young age. Her father is the CEO of a large banking company, and to say he knows money is putting it lightly. It’s a miracle that Eve didn’t grow up to be a spoiled little brat.

Throughout school she was always the popular girl; not one of the popular girls, but the popular girl. When it came to being the center of attention, no one even came close. Teachers loved her because she was so smart and well-behaved, boys liked her because… boys, and girls didn’t hate her because she was everyone’s friend. Well, a few might have hated her, but Eve remained blissfully ignorant to their existence. Eve always told people that she wanted to be a fashion designer, and she stuck to that. In the margins of all of her notebooks from elementary to high school are filled with pencil sketches of nothing but clothes. She’s just recently gotten calls from different clothing lines that want her to design for them, but those calls have remained unanswered.

She was in her high school’s band, playing the flute, and used to play violin with her mother at home. Her junior year of high school, she won the school talent competition by singing a song she wrote while playing the piano. No one else even came close. She didn’t enter it the next year because she said that it would be unfair to win twice. Her classmates asked her to speak at the graduation ceremony, but she turned it down. Something about nerves or embarrassment, not like either ever got in her way before.

No one was surprised when she was accepted into the college of her choice except Eve, but she overreacted to most things. If she hadn’t gotten in, Eve’s mother probably would have mailed a few death threats right then and there. Thankfully that wasn’t necessary. University life wasn’t much different than normal for Eve; everyone still liked her, her brain was still working good, and she still worked hard at becoming a fashion designer. The unregulated access to food was something new for her, and she took full advantage of it. If it had ever walked, jumped, flown, swam, grown, or gathered from the ether of space, been put through a food processor and crammed into a box, she would eat it. The one thing she did stop doing that she had done was practicing music, instead wisely deciding to join an athletic club. The decision was less her own and more the scale’s but either way, it happened. She’d never been into sports, so she started with something simple: running. Now that she’s stopped eating everything in sight the running is less about keeping in shape and more just because she enjoys doing it. The next year, after finding that she quite liked track, she joined pole vaulting. She was okay at both, but nothing noteworthy. It was only after the accident that she started breaking records.

Eve’s first year at the University, in a Classic Literature class of all things, she met Ian Raster. His goal was to be an author. He didn’t just want to write stories though; his goal was to write stories that would be retold and taught about long after he was gone. He wanted to make characters that the world would remember among the great heroes and villains of history. He got so passionate about it whenever anyone asked him about his dream. Eve was just taking the class to fill up her schedule, but he saw it as a way to learn about the people who he had to be better than. They were such an odd pair, and in the same breath, everyone saw that they were perfect with the other. A year after meeting for the first time, they moved in together. It was a small apartment, close to the school, and it barely had anything in it, but it was the happiest place in the entire world. The only extra piece of furniture was a heavy wooden writing desk that Ian sat at every night as he worked on writing his perfect story.

One night, after Eve was sound asleep, and Ian was still awake at his desk, a robber broke into the apartment. Ian had stayed up for two days straight, perfecting his hero’s final triumph against the evil. The line in Ian’s mind between fiction and reality must have still been blurry then, because he confronted the burglar. Ian was shot three times in the chest. They were going to graduate the same year, and then he was going to publish his story and she was going to take a job designing for a major fashion name, and then they were going to get married and live happily ever after, just like Ian’s heroes always did. But none of that would happen.

Eve went back to live with her parents for a few weeks while they bought her a new place nearby the school. She couldn’t live in that apartment. The only thing of Ian’s that she kept was the manuscript of his masterpiece. “The story to change the world,” he’d said; the ending would remain unwritten. After a month long absence, Eve showed back up to class. She didn’t talk about what had happened, and pretty soon everyone else stopped trying to make her. The new Eve showed up for class, went to track and pole vaulting, and went home. She didn’t light up rooms, or make peoples’ days, or sparkle when she smiled even if she didn’t feel like smiling. Someone who had never had cause for anger, sadness, or fear, now found nothing but, and she had no way of showing it or releasing it.

Angel of Anger, who holds sway over the hearts of men.
To love him or to hate him are both to be his ally.
Cut yourself down with your own sword.
Your enemy is dead.
His bloody hands are not his but are our own.

Human:

Name: Axel Ainsley

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Appearance:

He stands at 1.85 m and weighs 71.3 kg. His build is somewhat slender, and, while he seems to be a little muscular it is mostly just his bones surfacing.

Attire: He usually wears hoodies of many colors, but his favourite is a blue hoodie that has its zipper broken and also seems to be very worn out, but he wears it all the same. Accompanied by that, he also wears whatever casual clothing he can find in his room, usually this being jeans and a t-shirt with a fun caption. He also uses a pair of glasses with a rather simple black design.

Arcana: Hermit

Weapon: Double edged spear. A large, pitch black, spear with two edges, sometimes he likes to swing it around, being sort of a show-off. What would be the front of it has a somewhat large blade, while in the other side there’s only a rather little blade. He mostly attacks with it as a long range weapon, due to his poor physical condition.

Personality: He is sly and sarcastic, as well as a smart-ass. He is someone who gets easily on your nerves and knows exactly what buttons to push to make you angry, however, in most of the cases, he isn’t doing it to annoy you or to bully you, that’s just how he is and has a little of trouble clearing up misunderstandings, which may be caused due to his sarcasm. He is also someone very realistic and a down to earth person, not beating around the bush to say something. What he truly enjoys, however, is correcting others, which also gets on the nerves of most people, but he has a little trauma with people speaking correctly and cannot forgive anyone who speaks with wrong grammaticism or writes with bad orthography. He is also extremely lazy and carefree, not paying attention to anything unless it really interests him.

And while he can be quite an asshole, he is also surprisingly shy, unable to talk with someone he just met normally and even less if said person is a girl. He often lets out his real personality after he gets to know the other party well enough, but while that doesn't happen, he is mostly someone quiet who barely speaks, and when he does, he does it in an extremely polite way, even his emotions are devoid from his face when he is getting to know someone. But, when he becomes someone’s friend, he’ll change from being polite to being someone who often spouts out whatever comes to mind, whether it can hurt the other party or not, matters not to him, as well as becoming an open book, every emotion showing clearly on his face.

But don’t get him wrong, he holds in high esteem all of his friends, and will often help them however he can, even if it means sacrificing himself to do so.

His hobbies are listening to music and reading books, also, he loves to play videogames and spends most of his weekends playing in his house. He can also use any kind of technology almost as an expert could. He is very intelligent, but has a poor physical condition, getting tired rather easily.

Backstory: What can be said about his life? Not much really. He grew up with his mother and father in a normal household. Their parents were just wealthy enough to be able to indulge him with many of his whims, one of them being a videogame console, so he grew up having such things being handed to him as long as he maintained his high grades on school, which proved to be rather easy, except for P.E.

Through all of his life he has never regretted a thing, just the fact of being so shy that he isn’t able to confess his feelings for any of the girls he has had a crush on. He just recently became a college freshman, taking a major in Engineering.

Theme Song:

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Persona:

Persona Name: Dullahan

Persona Appearance: TBR

Persona Skills: Cleave, Skewer, Agi, .

Character Relevance: The Dullahan is a spirit which acts as the grim reaper, visiting people in their last hours, however, when doing this, it likes to remain unspotted, often bathing people who see it with blood or whipping them with the spinal cord of another human. While not in such extremes, Axel also feels uneasy with others, but when the time comes, he can also be quite hard on his ‘victims’, on this case, his friends, but he still doesn’t do it because he enjoys it, he does it because that’s just his nature.