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Name: Her Majesty, the great woodland spirit of the Botanic Gardens, eternal is her reign, infinite is her wisdom, generose are her gifts of nuts to the squirrels etc.
Nickname: groot Hazel
Age: 232, which is very young for her kind
Race: Dryad/nature spirit

Personality
Likes
Sustainable forestry
Books
All these interesting things the human have made
Gardens

Dislikes
Fire
Being wasteful
The spirit of the local woods: they are a stuck up old jerk.

Bio/History
She is effectively the anthropomorphic personification of the local Botanic Gardens, having existed there since it was founded over 200 years ago. Thus she owes her existence to humans so, unlike most forest spirits, rather than being seeing them as destructive pests she has seen how many of them diligently look after her subjects, going to great lengths to study and preserve them, partially for research purposes but also simply out of an appreciation of the beauty of nature. The constant exposure to humans has lead to a quiet fascination with them, it was a great day whenever any of them forgot some book, or more recently laptop, and she would eagerly peruse and absorb all the information she could about the odd creatures before they or some gardener came looking for the lost item.

Unfortunately humans are easily spooked, so after the first few attempts at communication in the 1800 had resulted in the humans either running away screaming or assuming they had gone mad she had gotten into the habit of simply blending in with the surrounding foliage and resigned herself to her lonely existence. That is until she read about the supernatural integration policy in a newspaper, the man over whose shoulder she was reading was quite surprised when the small tree he was leaning against suddenly set off at a brisk pace for the mayor's residence.
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Name - Clyde Fallenice
Nickname - Magical Man
Age - Lost track yet appears as if early 30's
Race As in supernatural being - Djinn

Personality - Clyde is a big prankster by nature. There is no going against the thrill of playing one if an oppotune time pops up. Otherwise, the guy tends to be fun loving and helpful to others when they need it. Just don't ask him to do wishes.

Likes These aren't necessary, but if you want
✓ Any sort of Italian style foods
✓ Pranks and jokes as long as isn't the punch line
✓ Helping others only if they need it and ask for the aid

Dislikes These aren't necessary, but if you want
✗ Asked for wishes
✗ Trapped inside small spaces
✗ Being the focus of a prank

Bio/History - Clyde has been a Djinn for who knows how long. Even himself can not remember. The item he seems to be linked to, like most djinns have, is an ancient looking compass. From the looks it is one of the originals which were crafted. Very few even know much about it's history, though those that do know it's from a Chinese ship from estimate 200 BC. Yet it is far to be believed that has been the only artifact or item Clyde has been linked to. It simply seems to be his favorite right now.

Other - Clyde has been attempting to not to cause what people have asked for, not as a wish, to be from a negative source like his kind has a habit of doing.
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Name Robyn Summers
Nickname None ("Rob" jokingly)
Age 21
Race Human(?) / Meta-Human

Personality Despite her history, Robyn is an extrovert. She marvels in the company of others and often puts her friends on a pedestal to show her appreciation of them, or perhaps it's just to divert attention from herself. She is filled with self-doubt and hates getting any attention. She more than anything wants to be treated like a normal person, despite not being one. This self-doubt is deeply tied to her powers and her appearance, and deep inside her is an ember that won't go out; an ember of rage and confusion at the mystery that is her powers.
Despite this, she sees living life as worth it and wants to get as much out of it as possible. Make Robyn your friend, and you have a friend for life.
Likes
✓ Dry and sour sweets and foods
✓ Her friends. Like, really, really much.
✓ Reading
✓ Drawing

Dislikes
✗ Rain, watersprinklers, basicly anything to do with water.
✗ False friends

Bio/History
To start with, one should explain Robyn's appearance. To explain her appearance, you have to explain her powers. The image used above is literal; she really looks like a drawing. She's a living, walking, talking scribbled drawing. She's still "3D", as heavy as a regular human being her size, she can wear normal clothes, and nothing she touches becomes like her. If she was born this way, she doesn't know. Orphaned at an early age, her first memories were of the many different orphanages that took her in. She just couldn't seem to stick to one place. The first orphanage she was too young to remember why she was relocated, the second one closed after a few years, the third one didn't want to keep her anymore because her appearance made her "unadoptable" according to the orphanage's owners, and so on. The fourth orphanage she stayed in the longest, from the age 7 to 15. This is where she made the most friends and some of them accepted her for the way she was. She turned into a people-person, distrustive of authority but wanted to believe the best of all people. She always chased after possible leads of places where meta-humans or supernaturals like her could be accepted into a community, and so from the age of 15 she left her orphanage and the few friends she had made there to journey to Independence, the town she had heard about. Sure, it was on the other side of the country and she stopped by many places on the way there, but after 2 years on the road she made it there, and tried to find a place to belong. After a few years on the streets or in different temporary living-solutions, she heard that the Supernatural community of the town was to be asked to move into a house at the end of Walnut Street. Walnut Street! What a funny name! And so, her story continues.

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With her appearance, her one wish has always been to be normal. She never explored her powers much, but she knows she can conjure certain items into being. Not food or water that she can eat, and not other living beings. Society has always shunned her once they caught her without sufficient disguise, and so in her life as a homeless or orphan she has had to move around a lot. As she shares the same properties as paper parchment, she'd rather not stick around long enough for the people to come at her with pitchfork and fire.
During rainy days however, she's almost completely immobilized. When water comes into contact with her being, the affected bodypart becomes sluggish and hard to move, if not disabled completely, and as such she assumes she dies if she is completely submerged. So when it rains, she stays under dry shelters and waits it out. Water and fire both would be the end of her.

Other
To explain Robyn's actual powers, she's not just a "living drawing". She's a sort of imagination-mancer, where she can weave items into existance that have the same properties as the object she's made, but also herself. For example, she -could- weave a gun into existance, with bullets and so on. And it -could- fire, but it's be a scribble like herself. After a few minutes, or when Robyn willed it so, it would disappear. The extent of her powers is unknown, but in theory she could create anything that she can imagine. She never tried weaving a car into existance though. Who knows if that even works? I'm keeping her powers to the minimum at first, seeing as conjuring any item in existance is quite a hard power to balance. I'll leave it to the GM to have the final say in the full extent of her powers, but I'm intending her powers to grow as the RP progresses.
Any questions about her powers, just ask her IC ;)
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Standing at roughly 5'0, Dalon isn't exactly the epitome of strength and muscle. In fact, he is actually quite slender and petite, weighing in at only about 100 pounds. He tends to wear sweaters and jeans more often than not and no matter how much he tries, his blonde locks always stick up in random places on his head. Aside from the vine markings winding around his body, Dalon's skin is without blemishes safe for a few scars on his back and sides. He hides his multicolored eyes behind a bandage he wraps around this head and he never leaves his room without it securely in place. He tends to get rather paranoid when people start touching the bandage and will result to slapping hands away for everyones safety.

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Dalon Nathair

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Quiet and reserved, Dalon tends to hide behind the wall he's built around himself. He tries to keep his distance from others and does his best to keep them from getting too close to him. As a result, he can be quite stand-offish and at times will resort to rudeness to drive people away from him. But that is not the real Dalon, this is only a mask, a shell he projects to the outside world. The real Dalon is kind and caring, someone who just wants to be accepted for who he is. He doesn't want to live in fear of himself but unfortunately reality is a cruel master.

ᒪIKEᔕ

✓ Peace and quiet
✓ Music
✓ Solitude

ᗪIᔕᒪIKEᔕ

✗ People touching him
✗ Leaving his room without his bandages
✗ People coming into his room without knocking first

ᕼIᔕTOᖇY

Long ago, so long that the exact date was forgotten, a man spurred a Goddess. The Goddess wanted the man to herself but he rejected her for another woman. Incensed, the Goddess flung a curse down upon the man, that whosoever meet his gaze was turned to solid rock for all eternity. The man was cast out of society in fear of this terrifying ability forced upon him. He wandered and roamed, believing that he would die alone forever. However, fate seemed to smile upon him and he realized that by binding his eyes with cloth, the curse's affects were nulled. He managed to settle down with a wife and have children. But fate wasn't quite through with him just yet. He was given a son but all was not well. For as soon as his sons cry rent the air, the man found the curse had left him. Believing that the Goddess had finally granted him mercy, he began to live his life happily. However on his sons 10th birthday, his son's eyes turned an abnormal color and vine-like tattoos spread across his body. But the worst discovery of all was what happened when his son looked at his mother.

And so it was discovered that when the one cursed bares children, they are relieved of the curse which is then passed down unto their children.

And the cycle continues.

Dalon's parents had died soon after he was born and so he lived the first ten years of his life in ignorant bliss. But the harsh reality of his fate was brought to light when he opened his eyes on his tenth birthday to find they had changed color and he now had strange markings spread across his body. He had run down to show his foster mother only to become confused and scared when she turned to stone before his very eyes. His father soon fell victim to the same fate. As did anyone who meet his gaze. Viewed as a monstrosity, Dalon was run from the town. He discovered early on that if no one was able to meet his gaze directly, they didn't turn to stone. And so he found some bandages and covered his eyes from the world. However, the surprises didn't end there.

Dalon soon discovered he had another ability, a power to use a form of echo-location. If a sound is made, it ripples across every surface, creating a brief map of his surroundings in his minds eye. However, only sound can enable him to be able to view his surroundings. Otherwise he is left in darkness.

As he wandered, Dalon began to hear whispers of a house that welcomed strange people like him. Curious and with a small hope in his heart of a place where he could finally belong, Dalon's story begins.

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Since he relies on his other senses more so than his sight, they are significantly stronger than what they would normally be if he were to use all five senses.
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