Name:
Isabella Scott
Age:
18
Gender:
Female
Description:
Quite attractive to most people, Isabel, or Bel, as she has shortened her name to - stands at a somewhat tall 5'7". She has fiery red hair, a gift from her mom with eyes a bright green color. Ever since she left home, she fell in with a rather disreputable crowd, and it does show in her appearance. Her skin is a healthy, attractive color with a smooth complexion free of blemishes. She often wears some various forms of leather jackets with comfortable fitting t-shirts or tanktops and comfortable jeans and black boots usually adorn her feet. As she's always made a point to channel her frustration, aggression, and other things into physical activity, it's no surprise she has some muscle on her and could probably both take and dish out a beating. She has a few tattoos on her body, most of them following a traditional celtic theme, though most are usually covered by her jackets and jeans.

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Personality:
The first thing one would notice about Bel, is that she mostly keeps to herself. Seemingly cold, aloof, taciturn and serious seeming most of the time. This of course, has a tendency to make quite a number of people wary of her for a number of reasons. She doesn't speak much to others, and when she does, she keeps her sentences short and to the point and isn't one much for small talk, and perhaps filled with an insult or two if she thinks your an idiot. It is quite evident upon first meeting her she likes keeping a seemingly healthy distance from people, though not out of introversion or shyness. Rather, just a bit of social awkwardness on her part. She isn't so good with the whole small talk or the whole 'friendly people' thing in general. Actions speak louder than words, as they say. Less talking and more doing.

That said, she is incredibly competitive, and any sort of competition be it fighting or any other test of skill, is just one way to get her to loosen up quite a bit. Especially in feats of physical prowess or similar tests. She loves working out, physical activity, though isn't necessarily a sports fan. She dislikes being challenged, told she can't do something, and otherwise barred from something she wants to do. With her disciplined routine and otherwise 'you can do it if you just get off your lazy ass' attitude, this gives her a fairly fierce determination in almost anything she does. She can be a rather petty and irredeemable bitch because of this sometimes, as even if its a minor thing she'll still lash out in the most creative, and insulting manner she can think of.

Of course, it should be noted that she has a very volatile temper. After spending years and years bottling up her emotions, in order to play the 'perfect little princess', she refuses to let herself bend to anyone's expectations or whims other than the goals and rules she sets for herself. She greatly detests people who try and tell her what to do, and any insult dealt to her is usually met with an equal, or greater physical punishment.

Under all that anger, mild social awkwardness, and competitive nature though is a girl who simply quite honestly doesn't really know herself that well, or what she wants. She was forced to bend to the whims of others for all her 18 years of life until all the stress, anger, and misgivings finally exploded violently like a volcano. Under all of that, you'd find a fairly thoughtful and otherwise friendly person. If she considers you a friend, and someone who can put up with her own special brand of bullshit, you'll have someone who'll watch your back for life. What she does know though, is that she likes fighting. Nothing else gets her blood going quite like a good brawl.

History:
Daddy's perfect little angel. That's what she was supposed to be. Perfect grades, perfect looks, perfect personality. Not to mention rich and fairly popular at school. Of course, such things often come with extremely high expectations not everyone can live up to and sometimes they tend to have negative effects on someone who does try.

Isabel is the daughter of a wealthy businessman who works for the upper echelons of the wealthy, elite, 1% if such a thing ever even existed. She was expected to be an example of a perfect little angel, and for a time she tried desperately to keep that image. All through high school she had perfect grades, kept a perfect track record with her behavior and was fairly popular with her peers. In all, she had a fairly good, easy life growing up if one simply took things as they looked on the surface.

In reality, she was afforded very little time for luxuries, or any sort of 'playtime' such as hanging out with friends, playing video games, or other such things. Instead, she had to focus on keeping her grades top notch lest she get an earful from her father and punished for it. The only source of stress relief and fun she had, was the martial arts lessons her father reluctantly agreed to let her have.

Her life continued as such all up until her senior year of high school, when she finally snapped. She had made a tiny little mistake, and it cost her a prestigious scholarship to some fancy university she doesn't even remember the name of. She told her father off, told him to go find his whore of a girlfriend, and to leave her alone before she stormed out of their apartment - but not before taking a large chunk of money out of his bank account which she did have legal access too and moved out.

For the next year her life was...well, basically the best time of her life. Since her father couldn't pursue any legal actions since her name was on the back account, she had enough money to basically last her for the rest of her life if she wanted too. So she bought herself a modest little apartment in a city on the opposite side of the country from her dad and stayed there.

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Elemental Alignment:
Fire

Crystal Form:
Isabella's crystal takes the form of a wrist bangle, to be worn on either of her wrists. Well fitting, and unlikely to simply fall off no matter how sudden or fast movements are made.

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Other:
~Perhaps will add some later~

Name: Alec Xu
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Description:
Alec is fairly plain looking, blending easily into any crowd of Asian people. He is very typical of an Asian, black hair, a slightly darker skin color, short, only standing at 160cm/5'3". Looking closer however there are a few details that makes him stand out, there's a few white hairs on his head, though not many. He has a scar cutting slightly into the right side of his hairline and his eyes are a lighter shade of brown. Despite wearing glasses and being so short, Alec is surprisingly strong, having a decent amount of muscle. Though it doesn't show much, he's got a layer of fluff covering most of it as a result of his currently less active lifestyle. Alec usually wears black jeans, comfortable shoes, a shirt and some sort of jacket or coat over it all.

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Personality:
Alec used to be a very calm and collected person, nothing could upset him and his temper was an iceberg. That changed. Although he is still a relaxed individual and his temper is slow to rise, he is much more in touch with his emotions now as opposed to a few years ago. Although he has a pretty good grip on his emotions now, he is still finding new things about himself, what makes him upset, happy, and so on. At his core, Alec is a kind person, he wants to help and he has the will to, but often his head gets in the way of that. He is a thoughtful person, always thinking about strategies and whats going on, the gears in his head are always turning. Although he used to be a natural follower, he's found himself taking charge more, offering advice and giving out orders to a team of would be slackers. However if the group already has a leader, he is fully capable of following orders and staying a follower.

Alec has become a much quieter person, a few years ago he was talkative, enjoyed the company of others but now he simply enjoys time alone. Though he knows that he needs to socialize to get himself out of a hole sometimes, he does so only in the company of good friends, and people he knows. When in the company of strangers, Alec prefers to observe making him particularly perceptive, speaking up only when required or when he should. He believes now that actions speak louder than words, and will often help with as little words as possible. Although in the company of good friends, he easily becomes his older, more talkative self again.

When he has to speak Alec is a very polite speaker in nearly all situations, save for dire events. His indoor voice is quiet, almost a mumble, but thanks to the teachings of his eldest brother, he's learned how to project a truly loud, authoritative voice. Which helps a lot during public speaking, or talking to other divers over the sound of a boat engine. Alec has gone into a shell, and is only just starting to come back out again. He feels it, he knows it, but he just wants to take his time with it.

History:
Alec grew up in the shadow of his three older brothers, older than him by a number of years. While his brothers showed exceptional intelligence or physical ability, Alec seemed incredibly ordinary in comparison. They shot through middle school and high school, taking advanced classes, joining the sports teams then off to college immediately. Alec in comparison took the standard classes, with a wide variety of optional classes. His parents quickly gave up on him, letting him do what he wanted, education wise. While his brothers grew up under the strict oversight of their parents, Alec was given a wide berth, and a lot of freedom.

In elementary school, Alec was just like any other kid, taking classes, having fun at recess, slacking off on his studies. His brothers were protective of him, instead of antagonistic. They supported him, teaching him what they knew from the more advanced classes in clever ways, through games. Perhaps at the request of their parents, Alec never asked. Exposed to a variety of concepts and activities, he found himself drawn to books and science, though he didn't pursue this interest until much later. During middle school his brothers began to find hobbies, music, sports, research. Again, Alec was exposed to a variety of interests. He took up fencing with one of his brothers, and casually read science books and watched science themed showed with another brother, and playing video games on his own. Alec floated through middle school, taking the normal classes and whatever optional classes interested him.

It wasn't until high school that Alec got an idea. He had been fencing alongside his brother for a number of years now, and had gotten pretty good. Like middle school, he floated through high school, until he took a marine biology class during his third year of high school. There he met a number of good friends, and he studied under a passionate teacher. It was there that he felt something, not just 'alright', he felt a groove. Something that made him look forward to a subject. He met a girl there, they shared similar interests, he thought she was beautiful, she thought he was funny, everything was okay in the world and nothing could ever ruin that. They studied fish together, discussed the ocean temperatures, watched television shows about the world and its natural wildlife together. They continued like for a handful of years, happy. And then she had to move. She decided it was better to split up than to attempt a long distance relationship, and she left.

Alec was ruined, he took a break from college, stopped fencing, doing nothing but floating. Just staying afloat. For two years, he was in and out of school, didn't have a job, he dove into video games as a form of escapism. He did nothing for two years, feeling confused, frustrated, heartbroken, had a million questions for her but didn't have the courage to ask after they had stopped talking. Gradually, he felt a feeling of unease, that he needed to do something. That small feeling grew larger and larger and kept growing until he decided to do something about it. He started taking classes again, he got a job, took up diving as a hobby, transferred to a college and started studying marine biology. He had set a plan and now he could see the stepping stones to achieve his goals, he was taking those steps with the help of his brothers.

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Elemental Alignment: Water
Crystal Form: A belt buckle. Made with a rectangle stainless steel frame, covered by a black painted steel cover. The cover has a design etched onto the right corner, the roman numeral for one, revealing the lapis lazuli stone. Beneath the cover lies a square cut piece of the stone.

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Other:
- Alec is a huge nerd, an avid reader of comics, and well versed in the lores of several science fiction and fantasy settings.
- Has an interest in Historical European Martial Arts, but has never actually practiced any of it.
- Alec's everyday carry is his wallet, phone, keychain, pocket knife, pen, waterproof watch and waterproof pen light.
- Has a not so funny story about how he found his lucky lapis belt buckle, he takes it everywhere now, even on dives.
- He's planning on learning martial arts in the near future, once he finds the money for it.
- The youngest of four brothers.
- The eldest brother became an accomplished soldier, currently serving in a group of the special forces that Alec always forgets the name of.
- The second oldest brother is a microbiologist and Alec considers him leagues more intelligent than any of the others.
- The third oldest brother owns a successful restaurant and is an experienced chef.
- The youngest, Alec, wants to look at fish for a living.

- 518EDC

Name: Lucy Raine Bromley
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Description: Due to a combination of genetics and years of parental neglect, Lucy is a very petite girl, standing at only 4’5” (134.72 cm) and weighing 76 lbs (34.47 kg). Because of her involvement in gymnastics, she’s fairly toned, though she doesn’t have a great amount of muscle definition. Lucy possesses straight golden blonde hair that hangs down to around the small of her back, which she usually just lets hang down as she’s not a huge fan of trying to put it up or style it. Lucy’s eyes are a shade of amber that tends to resemble bronze, though they lighten to a more goldish hue in direct light. As for her usual attire, Lucy tends to prefer loose, baggier clothing that allows for adequate freedom of movement. This means that it’s quite common to see her in a loose, colorful t-shirt, a pair of baggy blue jeans, and a pair of well-worn sneakers.

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Personality:
The best word to describe Lucy would probably have to be lively, as it seems that she generally has an unending supply of energy and excitement. This is perhaps most evident in her cheery disposition. Lucy almost always has a smile of some kind on her face and seems to go through even the most mundane of tasks with a genuine joy and a spring in her step. In fact, her unflaggable good mood is known so well among her peers that seeing her without a smile is a cause of some concern.

Lucy’s exuberance also manifests itself noticeably in her tendency to be extremely extroverted. As such, she greatly enjoys being around people and talking with them about virtually anything and everything. Unfortunately, Lucy has a hard time picking up on the nonverbal cues that indicate that someone doesn’t really want to talk to her, and so it’s pretty easy for her to come across as annoying sometimes. This is especially true when she’s meeting new people for the first time, as she can easily find herself crossing their boundaries unintentionally.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, Lucy is also a warm-hearted individual and is often described by her peers as lacking any sort of mean bone in her body. Lucy’s the type of person who’s always willing to provide a compliment or whatever encouragement she can offer to those around her that seem like they need it. This shouldn’t be taken to mean that her kind words are insincere, however. Whenever Lucy tries to boost someone’s spirits, she genuinely believes every word that she says.

Like every other person, Lucy is not without her share of flaws. Perhaps the most noticeable would be her naivety. Lucy often has a hard time understanding that other people aren’t necessarily as kind-hearted as she is and would use her or others for their profit. As such, she can find herself being manipulated fairly easily if she’s not careful and/or doesn’t have good friends around to help her see that something’s amiss.

Her naivety is made worse by the fact that Lucy is very much a follower, rather than a leader. She doesn’t have a lot of confidence in her abilities and so attempts to avoid taking a leading role whenever possible. This tendency also manifests in her reluctance to put forth her ideas in group settings no matter how good it may seem to her. Of course, she’s perfectly willing to perform her part as a member of the group. It’s just that she would rather someone else choose her part for her.

Lucy also has a rather hard time with controlling her emotions and is very much a person who as a tendency to wear her heart on her sleeve. While this means that she doesn’t have the problem of bottling her emotions up until they burst forth in a flood, it also means that she is often ruled by her emotions rather than logic. As an example, in the rare case where she gets upset, she’s much more inclined to react emotionally by snapping at people or yelling than trying to deal with the issue in a calm manner. Additionally, this difficulty in controlling her emotions also causes Lucy to be rather sensitive to the moods, actions, and words of others, which is one of the reasons she has a strong aversion to conflict and actively tries to avoid it.

History:
To put it bluntly, Lucy’s childhood was far from perfect. Her parents were often neglectful of her and her four older siblings and seemed to feel as if they had been trapped in a crumbling marriage. This obviously lead to a very tangible feeling of animosity that permeated the house and left everyone on edge, particularly Lucy. When her parents weren’t ignoring each other or their children, they were often fighting loudly, their shouts echoing throughout the house as the kids kept clear lest they get caught up in it. Unfortunately, their older children often emulated this way of interacting with each other, which just intensified the tension that seemed to always hang over the household.

Though being the youngest child meant that Lucy wasn’t exposed to as much of the hostility in the household as her siblings, she certainly wasn’t immune. Her oldest two siblings, Zoe and Tim, were ten and eight years older than her respectively, so they were, if anything, too overprotective of their baby sister and were generally pleasant to be around. The twins on the other hand, Max and Mary, were only five years older than she was and so had no real qualms with bullying Lucy to make her do what they wanted as they grew up. Eventually, they more or less outgrew it, though by that time they had already instilled in Lucy the idea that she didn’t have the ability to really contribute to a group or be a leader.

Around the time that Lucy was eight years old, her parents finally decided to bite the bullet and get a divorce. Of course, as most young children do, Lucy couldn’t help but fear that she had some part to play in the decision, which definitely did no favors for the girl’s mental health. Ultimately, it was decided that they would alternate custody every other week. This really just meant that once every other week, Lucy and her siblings were unwilling spectators to their parents’ fights, and that they would hear unending complaints and bitter words spoken of the other for the rest of the week.

After the divorce, things seemed to gradually get worse and worse. Both of her parents seemed to become more neglectful, with her father being content to simply sit in front of the television with a six pack of beer and with her mother disappearing regularly for nights on the town. They also became a lot harsher when interacting with the children still at home, often belittling their interests or shouting if they were bothered for anything that they felt was unimportant. One of the few bright spots during this time were the regular calls that Lucy received from Zoe, who had gone off to college before the divorce. Zoe always had a few words of encouragement for Lucy and always listened to whatever she had to say during their conversations.

By the time she was eleven, things had gotten bad enough at home that the school administrators were beginning to question things. On a number of occasions, the guidance counselor pulled Lucy aside to talk with her, but the twins had insisted she say nothing and so the effort was in vain. But, during that same time period, Zoe graduated from college and settled down in a small suburb near the university. Once she was sure that she was financially secure, she tried to get custody of Lucy, unable to hold off from intervening any longer. As it turned out, it wasn’t really that difficult. Once the case started, the evidence of neglect was staggering, and it was fairly simple to grant Zoe custody of her younger sister. The twins were seventeen by this point, and so opted to be independent instead.

Finally removed from the toxic home environment, Lucy seemed to bloom into the cheerful, exuberant girl that she is today. With her older sister’s encouragement to try new things and her support of Lucy’s interests, Lucy found that she had a love for gymnastics, painting, sculpting, and just generally expressing herself through a variety of creative outlets. Similarly, with a strong support structure at home, Lucy was able to excel at school and make a number of solid friendships throughout the years.

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Elemental Alignment: Aether
Crystal Form: A silver ring with a large stone in the center and two smaller on either side.

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Other:
~Might add some stuff here later.

Name: Damien Brand

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Description: Damien is pretty plain. He wears mostly plain t-shirts and jeans with a plain old pair of sneakers. His years of playing sports have left him with a slim, yet muscular build, and he is always wearing a sweat wristband on his left wrist. When he's not cracking jokes and smiling while talking to others he seems distant, as if something is bothering him. If he is around others, he will never remove the wristband or his shirt, even while swimming, because he wants to keep his scars hidden.

Personality: Damien's personality is somewhat difficult to pin down. Depending on where he is or what he's doing, he can seem like two different people. In the presence of others is the life of the party. His quick wit and excellent sense of humor are enough to keep any encounter with him incredibly amusing and he's always quick to put a smile on the face of someone who's having a bad day. He's very laid back and relaxed and doesn't seem to have a care in the world.

But that's only when he's around others. While he does enjoy the jokes, the laughter, and being friendly; he uses that side of himself to hide the other side. The depressed side. When he's alone he often just stares off into space, his expression somber and his eyes full of emptiness. He prefers to keep the pain he feels on the inside hidden from others so as to not burden them with his own suffering and because he hates pity parties. In his mind, he must suffer alone.

History: Life started out pretty well for Damien. His parents didn't have a perfect marriage, but they loved each other to keep it together. Thanks to being an only child, Damien got all of their attention, so he was well cared for and perhaps a bit spoiled. In school he got good grades and was a star player on the school's soccer team. He was even eligible for a scholarship. To top it all off, he had even managed to score a date with the girl of his dreams. However, it was not to last.

It was prom night went everything went downhill. While he had a driver's license, Damien did not own a car, so he begged his parents to let him borrow their car so that he could pick up his girlfriend and take her to prom. His mother refused. His father on the other hand had always been a bit more lenient and let him take the car without his mother knowing. You only get one senior prom after all. Filled to the brim with anxiety and excitement, Damien hopped in the car and headed off to pick up his date. He would never make it.

On his way to his girlfriend's house, Damien got into an accident. A drunk driver hit him going around a curve and sent his car off the road and down an embankment. The driver who had hit him made a hasty retreat so as to not be held responsible, so Damien was left where he was out in the woods. Thanks to being at the bottom of an embankment, no passing cars were able to see him. It was a full two hours before his mangled car and mangled body were discovered by an elderly man who was walking his dog. The man immediately called 911 and pulled Damien from the wreckage. It was another half hour before the paramedics arrived due to the remote location of the accident.

Despite having spent two and a half hours without medical assistance, Damien was miraculously still alive by the time he arrived in the ICU at the hospital. Surgery began immediately to piece his battered body back together as much as possible, but the damage was severe. By the time it was over, the doctor's determined that he would most likely survive, but he spent the next three months in a coma. By the time he finally awoke, everything had changed. The doctor told him that his spine and been fractured in two places and that he would never walk again. If that wasn't enough, his parents had gotten divorced, the soccer team had replaced him, and his girlfriend had moved on. He had lost it all, and he hadn't even been awake for it.

The idea with never walking again did not sit well with Damien. There was no way in hell his life was going to end this way. As soon as he was able, he underwent twelve months of intense therapy. By the end of it all, Damien was on his feet once more and set off to piece his life back together. First, he would talk to his parents. However, his mother was far too stubborn. She blamed his father for his accident because he allowed Damien to borrow the car and she said she would never forgive him for it. Talking to his father was just as fruitless. He had already even found another woman. It was clear that his parents' marriage was well and truly over, but perhaps some aspects of his old life could still be scavenged.

Damien's next step was to talk to the soccer coach. Despite his skill and despite how many times and had brought the team victory, Damien was turned down. The coach told him that they were simply too close to the regional championship to risk accepting someone back on the team that had spent the last year learning how to walk again, let alone run and kick. He also missed out on his scholarship. Because of how much school he had missed, he would have to repeat his senior year and then hope he would be offered the scholarship again. Nothing was working out how he had planned, and his optimism was quickly fading. He only had one more stop.

The final destination of his quest to rebuild his life as the home of his girlfriend. Unfortunately when he arrived, she politely informed him that she was now his ex-girlfriend. She had met someone else and even gotten engaged. It was over. Everything was gone. His family, his future, his successes. All of it was gone, and he hadn't even been awake for any of it. Damien sank into a deep depression and immediately began to wish that the car accident had killed him. Death would have been far less painful than having his life collapse around him like this.

With nothing left, Damien decided to end it all. He headed off to the very same spot where that fateful accident had taken place and on the very same day. Taking out his knife from his pocket, he sat down in the grass and sliced open his wrist. As fate would have it, the same elderly man that had found him after his accident found him again. Damien quickly passed out due to blood loss, but when he awoke his was lying on a couch in a strange house. The elderly man, who introduced himself as Charlie, had taken Damien to his home and saved his life a second time. The two began to talk, and Damien poured his heart to this strange old man that he had just met. It was perhaps the best thing he had done since the accident.

Damien and Charlie became good friends. Charlie became a surrogate grandfather for Damien, and he would visit him often just to talk. As it so turned out, Charlie was a retired comedian. Though his lifestyle did not reflect it, Charlie was incredibly wealthy and took it upon himself to pay off all of Damien's medical bills. When Damien asked him why he would do such a thing, Charlie explained that he had been saving all that money for all those years for something that he felt was a worthy cause, and saving someone's life most definitely seemed worthwhile. Charlie taught Damien that living life was like listening to joke. In order to understand a joke, you had to listen to the whole thing or the punchline wouldn't make sense and you wouldn't understand what the point of it was. If you didn't live out your life, then you would never know why you had even been living it in the first place. You would have to stick it out for everything to make sense in the end.

Life with Charlie wasn't all super serious life lessons, though. The old man taught Damien how to laugh, and how to make others laugh. It's impossible to be sad while you're laughing, so if your laughing then you're not sad. Damien took these lessons to heart, and he found himself able to smile and life again way more than he did even before his accident. He learned not to take life too seriously, because no one got out of it alive. Charlie was as wise as he was funny, and he was hilarious. However, Charlie was old, and he was not long for this world.

Six months after having saved his life the second time, Charlie passed away. He had gone peacefully in his sleep, but he had no family to speak of. Damien attended the funeral and even gave the eulogy. It was the least he could do for his old friend. A few days later Damien got a phone call from a lawyer. As it turned out, Charlie had left everything he had to Damien along with a message: "Here's a little something to get a whole new life started. One that's even better than the last." Damien was without words. In an instant he now had a house, a car, and a lot of money. Despite all this, he still felt empty. He was certainly grateful, but he didn't know where to go from here. What life was he supposed to build? Damien guessed he would simply have to wait and see. After all, if he didn't stick it out then he wouldn't understand the punchline.

Elemental Alignment: Air

Crystal Form: The crystal hangs from a simple leather strap that he wears around his neck.

Other: His torso bares scars from his accident and the extensive surgery that followed on both the front and back. He never takes off his shirt around others in order to keep them hidden from view. Beneath the sweat wristband on his left wrist lies the nasty scar left behind by his attempted suicide when he cut open his wrist.