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Name: Sierra Melissa Finley
Aliases: Siri, The Redhead
Age: 21
Birthday: September 29th
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Fairytale Parent(s) Ariel, Prince Eric, The Little Mermaid
Birth Place: Wichita Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Waitress
Languages: English, Spanish

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Height: 5'5
Weight: 127lbs
Body Type: Slender
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Auburn
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Mermaid Tattoo under her right arm, ears pierced, no scars
Personal Style: Sierra is usually seen wearing a black shirt and blue jeans and either wearing a black or blue jean jacket whenever she does get the chance to. Her hair is always free flowing and rarely ever has it in any kind of pony tail, somedays she has it curly or wavy or straight as well. Sierra usually always wears either boots or sneakers whenever she feels the mood for. She will occasionally wear a small dress or blouse but that rarely ever does happen though. And they are usually plain or dark colors she doesn't like bright colors all that much either.

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Adventurous * Assertive * Sweet * Emotional * Outspoken * Impatient

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Whenever you first meet Sierra she is usually a very adventurous person, growing up she always did want to explore and find out new things around her. She can be very sweet to her friends and those that she considers family as well, and will do anything to try and make them happy as well. She can be pretty assertive to whenever she has to be and very outspoken as well. Sierra can also at times be very impatient as well and she would try and get things done as quickly as possible to.
Habits: She tends to make some clicking sounds with her tongue whenever she is bored or irritated, but mostly whenever she is bored. When she gets nervous Sierra will always look away from someone she is talking to
Hobbies:

• Music
• Swimming
• Cooking

Fears:

• Heights
• Ghosts
• Blood

Likes:

• Seafood
• Rock music
• Video games
• Swimming
• Dogs
• Cats

Dislikes:

• Cold weather
• Country music
• Very loud sounds
• Social media
• Getting into trouble
• Fast food

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General Skills:

• People reading
• Swimming
• Cooking
• Marine Biology
• Driving
• Mental Stamina

Combat Skills:

• Mixed Martial Arts
• Knife Fighting

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Current Outfit
• Purse/Wallet - Fifty Dollars, Driver license/State ID, Student ID, Debit Card
• Pocket Knife
• Picture of her adopted family
• Car keys

Possessions In At Home:

• Laptop
• Desktop Computer
• Tablet
• Marine Biology Books
• Spare Clothes
• Silver Honda CRV
• Notebook

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Biography: As far as Sierra could remember she was raised in an orphanage, growing up there for about four years of her life was pretty hard for her. She was picked on by her fellow orphans a lot, until a couple came in and adopted her, since the couple weren't able to have any kids at all they adopted her along with two other kids who she had gotten along with the most there. Sierra was raised by her loving family and she got along with her parents as well. As she grew up she always did have a fascination with sea life as well.

Her high school life was good for the most part Sierra got decent grades, she wasn't the smartest but it got her through enough to pass as well. She eventually graduated from high school and Sierra decided to go to college for marine biology, though she didn't get any kind of scholarship. Sierra got a job at a restaurant juggling both school and work as well has been pretty hard as well, but she manages to get through her work well enough.

She eventually had enough money to move out of her parents house, and got a small cheap apartment in the city she had been growing up in. When Sierra isn't studying or working she is at the gym usually after an incident with a robber on her way home from work one night made her take some lessons in self defense as well as having a pocket knife on her at all times usually keeping it in her pockets. Somedays she does really wonder who her real parents actually are. And hopes to actually see them someday, her parents don't even know which has been really hard for her to find out.

Do They Remember Anything?: Sierra doesn't remember much, just a few very vivid dreams of what looked like a very beautiful ocean and then seeing an underwater kingdom. And whenever she does wake up Sierra always ends up writing them, some of them are the same some are different. She had them a lot when she was younger but not that much as she started to get older, but she writes them down. Sometimes she sees a redhead in her dreams but could never see the look on the woman's face either which has always been a mystery for her in her dreams.

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Theme Song: To the Moon and Back - Moonlight Haze - De Rerum Natura

Extra Information: Ariel, The Little Mermaid HoM Post
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Dr. Megan Pendragon
Aliases: Meg
Age: 25
Birthday: July 17th
Ethnicity: British-American
Fairytale Parents: King Arthur and Queen Guinevere
Birth Place: Wichita, Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Junior Medical Examiner
Languages: English

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Height: 5'3"
Weight: 140 pounds
Body Type: Athletic
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Dark Brown (Naturally Blonde)
Skin Tone: Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Pierced Ears; Semi-Colon Tattoo (Left Wrist)
Personal Style: Megan wears her hair down, dying it regularly to keep her blonde roots from showing. She's never really felt like a blonde and thanks to her parents being doctors, it was never too expensive to go to the salon to get it fixed up. She wears earrings all the time, rotating between a pair of simple hoops and then something a bit edgier - such as skulls, coffins, or ghosts. As far as fashion goes, she typically wears a black long sleeve blouse, dark wash jeans, and Doc Martens. At work, she'll have her lab coat on top of this, with a pair of headphones in her pockets and black latex gloves.

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Inquisitive * Unsettling * Patient * Dark * Meticulous * Blunt

Sexuality: Homosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: To be succinct, Megan is a goth. She spends her day working with corpses to attempt to determine the cause of death, she wears skull earrings, and her general demeanor suits Halloween better than any other time of year. Her personality is well suited for scientific pursuits, as she is able to go through tedious experiments without wanting to rip her hair out. She has the self control and the strength to sit in a quiet room, just waiting. Additionally, she is naturally curious, always wondering about the laws of the universe and how to manipulate things to get a desired outcome. She adores a methodical approach with controls.

Of course, many people find her company to be unnerving. It may be because she will casually talk about unsolved murder cases and disappearances in ordinary conversation - dropping in statistics about the differences in crime rates in the summer versus the winter. Or perhaps it is because she was a champion fencer in college and could likely skewer them with a broom. Her unsettling aura likely also arises from her candidness - she doesn't lie. If she hates you, she makes that clear - and if you bore her, then she isn't going to waste her time. She's a bit creepy, but that's just how she is. She isn't going to change that about herself for anyone.

Habits: Tugging on her hair, biting her lip
Hobbies: Fencing
Fears:

• Being Buried Alive
• Cancer
• Lobotomies

Likes:

• Bugs
• Unsolved Mysteries
• Horror Novels
• Movies
• Escape Rooms
• Puzzles

Dislikes:

• Dresses
• Formal Dances
• Cigarettes
• Driving
• Swans
• Public Speaking

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General Skills:

• Drawing
• Forensic Pathology
• Forensic Science
• Driving (Car)
• Chemistry
• Medical Science

Combat Skills:

• Fencing
• Self-Defense

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Black knit sweater, dark washed jeans, Doc Martens, black overcoat, skull earrings
• Purse/Wallet - M.E. Badge, ID, debit card, credit card, $30 cash
• iPhone
• Medical Examiner Kit
• Water Bottle
• Agatha Christie Novella
• Keys (Car, House, Lab)
• Pepper Spray
• Camelot armor that turns into a signet ring
• Small pet bat that can detect where dead bodies are buried

Possessions In At Home:

• Fencing Equipment
• Diplomas
• Black Cat (Wednesday)
• Black Volkswagen Beetle
• Unsolved Mystery Novels
• Pathology Reference Books
• Childhood Dream Diary
• Current Journal
• Emergency First Aid Kit
• Laptop

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Biography: Megan was adopted by a pair of doctors unable to have a child. They had tried just about everything and had resigned themselves to the fact that short of a medical miracle, adoption was going to be the only way to bring a child into their home. They had intended to go adopt a baby, but they just felt drawn to the little girl with blonde braids and took her home with them. And since they expected her to become a doctor as well, they didn't change Megan's last name - they didn't need another Dr. Montgomery in the household, it was confusing enough already.

Her parents provided a loving household for Megan, but they were also relentless. She had to compete in some sort of sport or participate in an activity, and the only one she showed a remote interest in was fencing, so they paid for her to have private lessons after school three times a week. Each summer, she was sent to at least five different camps, all ranging from different STEM subjects. They worried that she might be troubled, since she was adopted, so she had to attend counseling sessions once a week. In high school, she had to take every AP class offered, even if it didn't interest her. She ended up graduating two years early. And when it came time for college, they used their connections to get Megan into an accelerated program that combined undergrad and medical school into just seven years.

Her interest in pathology came from her love of true crime stories and unsolved mysteries, prompting her to take a job as the Junior M.E. in her hometown. She really enjoys the work, finding a sense of fulfillment in working with the cases - though most of her work actually comes from overflow cases from nearby cities that are larger than Wichita. The extreme pressure put on her by her parents has had some psychological ramifications, mainly insomnia and a brief period of suicidal behavior in her first few years of college, but Megan has started to come around the bend. Now that she's living independently and does not rely on her parents financially (they paid for medical school in full), she's able to stay up all night watching horror movies if she wants to.

Do They Remember Anything?: Megan was ten years old when she left Camelot and came to the real world. Despite being one of the oldest children taken by the rebels, the psychiatrist managed to convince her (and her adoptive parents) that she simply had an overactive imagination. After all, every little girl wanted to be a princess, didn't they? She still has the little journal she used to draw her dreams in and while her dreams of Camelot are less frequent now, they are still incredibly vivid when she has them.

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Theme Song:

Extra Information: X-Men; Jack Frost
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Pandora Quill
Aliases: Dora, Dior, Wicked Bitch of the West
Age: 20
Birthday: October 30
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Fairytale Parent(s) Maleficent
Birth Place: Wichita, Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Con Artist
Languages: English and French

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Height: 5'8''
Weight: 122 lbs
Body Type: Slender Curves
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Tawny
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Four Ear Piercings, Tattoo of Black Dragon along inner upper right thigh
Personal Style: Pandora typically wears all black if for no other reason that because she knows she looks great in black. She prefers to wear dresses or skirts, all name brand of course. And she always prefers boots more than any other footwear. She accessorizes like no one's business, jewelry and hats literally can make or break an outfit. Her hair is usually kept long and down. Make-up is simple during the day, but she goes wild at night. She also likes experimenting with hair colors, though she often returns to her natural raven tresses.

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Captivating * Vain * Intelligent * Crafty * Undaunted * Vindictive

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Pandora earned her nickname. She is not afraid to tell someone like it is. There are those that Pandora likes (though there are precious few of them) and then there's the rest. She isn't shy about anything and people are naturally drawn to her when she is in a room. She does not shy away from using underhanded methods to get what she desires. If she doesn't make you wish you never crawled out of bed this morning, she isn't doing her job. She does not back down from a challenge and will go to many lengths to prove herself. She knows she is good and that's all that matters to her. The rest is just background music.
Habits:

• Pops gum when chewing
• Puts hair up when swimming

Hobbies:

• Shopping
• Conning
• Theft
• Dancing

Fears:

• Going Blind
• Clowns
• Depths of the Ocean

Likes:

• Shopping
• Cool Weather
• EDM
• Pumpkin Spice Lattes
• Halloween
• Being Admired

Dislikes:

• Losers
• Hot Weather
• Beind Told What To Do
• Beaches
• Begging
• Authority

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General Skills:

• Lockpicking
• Deception
• Persuasion
• Driving
• Fashion
• Pickpocketing

Combat Skills:

• Jujutsu
• Stealth

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Black Dress, Black Boots, Gold Moon Necklace
• Purse/Wallet - Driver's License, Credit Cards, Lip Gloss, Compact, Pepper Spray, Fake ID, Bubble Gum
• Lockpick
• Sunglasses
• Cell Phone

Possessions In At Home:

• Laptop
• Fashion Magazines
• ID Creator
• Passport
• Stolen Merchandise
• Assortment of Novels
• Collection of Vinyls
• Record Player
• Flat Screen TV

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Biography Pandora doesn't remember much of her childhood apart from a swarm of nannies, each more useless than the last. Mother and Father were never around. She was sure they had only adopted her to either maintain a facade that they were generous people or perhaps it was a tax write off. Either way, they threw money at her to keep her happy.

It suited Pandora nicely as she got older. However, there was nothing like the thrill of the hunt. It started small. Nicking a candy bar soon spiraled into wallets, purses, ID Badges for backstage concerts. She got good at it. Scary good. She was fooling adults much older than her before she even entered high school.

She maintained excellent grades if only to fool the masses into believing she was a good girl, but the others knew better. One word from her and many a reputation was tarnished. Pics leaked, blackmail letters sent. Once she left high school, she debated going to college but determined she was too smart for it. Instead, she sought bigger and bigger prizes. She would work her way up to the greatest heist of all. And if she could not get what she wanted, she would see the world burn around her.

Do They Remember Anything?: Pandora often has dreams that she is being led by the hand by someone she does not recognize in a place that seems very much out of reality. She remembers not being afraid, but not wanting to go at the same time. Apart from that, she does not recall anything.

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Theme Song:

Extra Information:

I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Rosalia Sofia Rider
Aliases: Rose, Rosa, Eva Angel
Age: 18
Birthday: May 6
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Fairytale Parent(s) Rapunzel and Flynn Rider
Birth Place: Wichita, Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Thief
Languages: English

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Height: 5 feet 2 inches
Weight: 115 pounds
Body Type: Slim
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Light Brown, almost appears a dirty blonde at times
Skin Tone: Lightly Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears pierced
Personal Style: Rosa generally wears all black, since for the most part it helps her to blend in to her surroundings and not be seen. Black jeans, boots, a t-shirt of some kind as well as a leather jacket are typically what she wears. However depending on the weather she'll sometimes have a hoodie underneath her jacket, but she'll typically have a pair of goggles on hand for one reason or another, either perched on top of her head or in a pocket.

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Creative * Deceitful * Adaptable * Sneaky * Independent * Vengeful

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:
She's not exactly someone who constantly tells the truth. Rosalia constantly is trying to find ways to talk her way out of a situation by deceiving those around her. She won't hesitate to lie to protect herself, or those select few that she considers to be friends. A creative individual, sometimes she doesn't exactly use that sort of thing for a good purpose, but on occasion she does try to help others out. Growing up the way she did made her a bit on the adaptable side, changing what she does to go with her surroundings and what is going on around her.

She doesn't tend to be open out right. More or less being a sneaky individual, sly when it comes to just about everything in her life. This sort of thinking has led to her being independent, as she hardly feels the need to rely on anyone else aside from herself, and will try and do things on her own as opposed to asking for help. Rosa is not someone you want to mess with, as she is not beyond seeking revenge against anyone who has wronged her in any way.
Habits: Twisting her hair
Hobbies: Pick-pocketing or robbing people
Fears:

• Going to prison
• Getting sick
• Fire

Likes:

• Jewelry
• Cats
• Drawing
• Museums
• Climbing
• Getting away from the cops

Dislikes:

• The Police
• Anyone really in authority
• Being alone
• People who annoy her
• Bullies of any kind
• The heat

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General Skills: (What does he or she know, must fit in within what the character knows)

• Pick Pocket
• Persuasion
• Perception
• Drawing
• Hot Wiring
• Driving (Car)

Combat Skills: (Must fit what your character knows and keep it realistic to)

• Parkour
• Hand to Hand Combat

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash (denote which country), a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing - Black jeans, combat boots, dark colored t-shirt, leather jacket, goggles
• Purse/Wallet - $10 cash, debit card
• Apartment keys
• Sketch pad
• Pens

Possessions In At Home:

• Laptop
• Fantasy novels
• Art supplies
• Drawings that cover the entire apartment

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Biography
Unfortunately for Rosalia, she was never truly adopted by anyone, and instead she was constantly in and out of foster homes growing up. She never really stayed in one home for more then a few months, so over the years she more or less learned to rely on herself as opposed to everyone else. None of her foster parents ever seemed to want her to stick around, so she never did, moving from place to place as time went on without any real place to call a home.

When she was 10 years old, she started to think that just about anything else would be better then being stuck in another foster home for only a little while. The next foster home she went to, she didn't hesitate to grab what she had and ran away. It didn't take too long however for the cops to catch up with her and take her back, but she ran away once again. Nothing was going to keep her in the same cycle of moving from place to place ever again. She gained some street skills that proved useful, namely in the way of thievery and such so that she'd be able to make it on her own.

When she was 16, they stopped really looking for her, and stopped trying to get her to stay in the foster care system. Rosalia was essentially on her own, though she didn't really use her actual name anymore. She went by a new alias on the streets that she crafted for herself, Eva Angel. Using her skills as a thief, she eventually managed to make somewhat of a name for herself among the thieves in the city. She used the money she stole to eventually get herself a rather small apartment that more or less served as her base of operations, as well as her home. There wasn't much else she could do, she was all on her own and has been ever since she took to the streets. Rosalia has never relied on anyone else but herself, and doesn't plan on it any time soon.

Do They Remember Anything?: Rosa doesn't really remember anything from her time with her real parents. She vaguely has flashes of images that relate to them, but she thinks that those are all just dreams, and nothing more. The dreams come and go, and on occasion she'll sketch out some of what she remembers from the dreams on her sketch pad, but doesn't know why they stand out in her mind. Rosalia doesn't remember where she's from at all.

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Theme Song: Material Girl - Madonna
Extra Information: X-Men: House of M Rapunzel
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Rose Buckner
Aliases:
Age: 22
Birthday: Dec 1st 1998
Ethnicity: White
Fairytale Parent(s): Red & the Huntsman
Birth Place: Wichita Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Currently: Bartender, volunteer park ranger, waitress
Languages: English and ASL

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Height: 5'9"
Weight: 160 lbs
Body Type: Wiry
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: naturally brown, often died different colors currently 1/2 red
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears and septum peirced. She also has a tattoo of a red rose on the inside of her right wrist, and a wolf on her left wrist
Personal Style: Rose likes to thrift shop so her closet is an eclectic mess of styles. She usually goes for something that feels like it is making a statement. For hiking she likes jeans and thermals (depending on how cold it is) and nice boots. Most of the time she will wear hiking boots, her parents had to convince her to not wear them when she was in a dress. Through all of that weirdness that she likes, she always has something red in her outfit. Either her shoes, or even a tie, usually it is a jacket though. Something about it just feels right to her.

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Encourging * Casual * Adventurous * Frugal * Allocentric * Outspoken

Sexuality: Pan
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Rose isn't someone that can easily be ignored. She makes sure her opinion is heard, and the opinions of those she cares about. Woe is the person who hurts one of her friends. She is full of bubbles and fire and spirit. Rose throws herself into friendships hoping this one will last and be true, maybe it is the part of her that is a fairy tale character but she believes in True Love but has a hard time accepting people can change. Because of that, she doesn't usually give second chances.
Habits: Getting up before dawn for a hike, every year on the day her the Buckners found her she goest to Redbud trail.
Hobbies: Hiking, kayaking, camping, horseback riding, really almost any outdoor sport
Fears:

• Being abandoned
• Being trapped in a forest fire
• Someone taking away her agency

Likes:

• Wolves
• Snow
• The smell of a good campfire
• Hot cocoa with cinnamon
• Hunting (for food)
• Making mixed drinks
• Painting landscapes
• Pride parades

Dislikes:

• Small dogs
• Loggers
• Sports hunters (those who only hunt cause they're rich and can)
• Guys who use the fact that you have to be nice at work to flirt with you
• Land barons
• "Pro-life" people
• Anti-LGBT people

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General Skills:

• Customer Service
• General Park Ranger duties
• Bar tending
• Riding a motorcycle
• Painting (landscapes are her specialty)
• Wilderness Survivalism

Combat Skills:

• Some boxing (picked up the bars bouncer)
• Bow hunting

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash (denote which country), a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing - Jeans, hiking boots, t-shirt, thermal under shirt, red jacket
• Red backpack it has a bunch of sewn on patches -
• Her wallet (With ID, CC, Debit card, apartment key card, and $30 American Cash)
• Spare set of socks
• Phone (Galaxy Note)
• Phone charger
• Bag of cough drops
• Lighter
• Swiss army knife
• headphones
• pencil and sketchbook
• Kindle Fire

Possessions In At Home:

• A compound bow and 10 hunting arrows and 20 practice arrows
• Paint set
• Laptop
• Assorted books (mostly naturalist/survavalist books)
• Motorcycle

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Biography
Rose was found by some hikers lost in the woods not far from the Redbud Trail. They asked for her name and she could only tell them it was Rose. She didn't know her parents' names when pressed she only cried. The local CPS tried to locate her parents but had no luck. The hikers ended up getting permission to foster her, and eventually adopted her when the city gave up trying to find her parents.

The hikers, Jill and Richard Buckner, loved Rose as much as any parents could. They did their best to help her grow into a well-rounded person. This was of course not limited to intense therapy until she was a teen. They wanted to make sure she knew they would never abandon her as they believed her biological parents had done to her. Rose was never quite certain and often adamant that her parents hadn't abandoned her. She couldn't explain what happened because even at the beginning she had no real memory of what happened.

Richard and Jill had never had children of their own and enjoyed a very active lifestyle. They took Rose camping, her favorite thing, and a lot of other outdoors type activities. When she was 10 she begged them for a dog but was disappointed in its size. She still cared for and loved the dog as any mostly-well-adjusted child could, but there was something about the dog that didn't feel right to her.

Into adult-hood, Rose was active and became a loud member of society. She joined marches to protect the forests and natural lands (as well as LGBTQ+ pride). She encouraged her friends to stand up for what they believed in. Rose didn't care for higher education so she started taking odd jobs. Enjoying the nature of doing something different with each job. The Buckners tried to convince her to settle with something and maybe meet a nice young man. At that point, Rose decided to move out on her own and got a studio apartment a couple of miles from her childhood home.

Do They Remember Anything?:
Rose was barely seven when everything was taken from her and her memories are fuzzy, but she does remember the woods, and fire crackling and the smell of cookies baking. She remembers the warmth of her mother's voice. She remembers being scared but a wolf protecting her.

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Theme Song:
Of Monsters And Men - Slow And Steady (Official Lyric Video)

Extra Information: Snow White (Qualifies for both) (but the best version is "Snow, Glass, Apples" second-best version is Seanan Mcguire's version in Indexing)
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name:Matthew Madigan
Aliases:Matt, Maddy
Age: 21
Birthday: October 6, 2000
Ethnicity: White.
Fairytale Parent(s) The Mad Hatter
Birth Place: Wichita Kansas
Gender: Male
Occupation: Barista.
Languages: English

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Height: 6’1”
Weight: 175 lbs
Body Type: Lanky
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Reddish Brown
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Personal Style: Maddy tends to wear muted colored button up shirts, flannel, or anything with a strange design. His pantwear is comprised of colorful khakis with the hems rolled up to show off his patterned miss matching socks. His hair is perfectly unkempt, with a mass of volume that many scene kids dare to strive for. You'll often time find him wearing strange hats every day as he enjoys having a hat for just about any occasion or outfit, but his favorite hat is the one he was found with.

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Curious * Timid * Unorthodox * Anxious * Brilliant * Unobtrusive

Sexuality: Bi-Sexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Maddy is definitely a bit odd in comparison to a normal male, but if you were to tell him that he might stutter out the question of 'What is normal anyway?' His timidness tends to get the better of him, causing him to cancel plans, play with the animals if ever dragged to a party or social event, or typically fading into the background. There are however a few exceptions. He can become excited and energetic if offered to play games, show off some tricks, or while he is at work in his local coffee shop. He loves making latte art consisting of rabbits, and hats, and roses, or flowers to help brighten the days of his customers. Their smile brings him joy and often times can cause him to blush with embarrassment if praised.

Habits: Fiddling with his fingers, Keeping his head low.
Hobbies: Coffee Art, Card Games and Tricks, Reading, Darts, Chess
Fears:

• Decapitation
• Social Gatherings
• Big Dogs

Likes:

• Tea
• Riddles
• Animals
• Card Games
• Reading
• Card Tricks

Dislikes:

• Parties (except tea parties)
• Rude people
• Coffee
• Loud or Sudden Noises
• Orphanages
• Abuse of Power

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General Skills:

• Coffee Art
• Drawing
• Sleight of Hand
• Puzzle Solving
• Riddles
• Biking

Combat Skills:

• Marksmanship
• Running

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Blue button up shirt, Green Khaki Pants, Purple left sock, Orange Right sock, Brown Leather Boots.
• Purse/Wallet - Debit Card, Credit Card, 50$ Cash, A note that had previously been tucked away in a hat when he was found. "Why is a Raven like a writing desk?"
• Leather Pencil Pouch with 6 Pencils
• Steel Tin with Coloured Pencils
• Leatherbound Drawing Book
• Galaxy S10
• Keys- Bike Lock, Apartment.
• Deck of Cards
• Magic Kit
• Pocket watch

Possessions In At Home:

• Black and White Cat named Carroll.
• White Rabbit- Peter.
• Vinyl Record Player
• Record Collection
• Tea Set
• Collection of Hats
• Illustrations and Paintings he's made
• Stuffed Animal Collection
• Bike
• Dart Board

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Biography

The only thing Matthew was found with was a hat slightly too large for him with a paper tucked inside the outer band reading '10/6'. It was believed that this was the child's birthday and thus that is what was written on his documents. As time went on Maddy began to grow into his hat, taking car never to ruin it and eventually finding a note that was folded into the inner lining. "Why is a raven like a writing desk?" Was this a clue towards who his parents were? Did that mean at least one of them didnt want to see him leave? That question was never answered as the years passed by. Countless children were adopted away and anytime someone would look his way he would ask them "why is a Raven like a writing desk?" To which the couples would laugh and call it cute then move on to another child.

The years progressed and Maddy grew older, and more timid, a result of abuse from one of the caretakers of where he resided. She believed children shouldnt be seen nor heard, not unless spoken to, developing a slight speech impediment in him which causes him to stutter in situations where he may try to speak up in fear. He began to keep to himself, mumble, and do what he could to help pass the time by. Kids at school called him weird and took pleasure in hiding around corners just to scare him and make him run or cry.

There was however a kind soul in his life, his art teacher who believed he had the ability to express himself in other ways. She would keep him after school under the guise of tutoring when in actuality he would be learning to paint and draw and express himself without the need of words. She bought him pencils, colored pencils, a sketchbook and then later a magic kit he had spoken about before. All of this was kept at the school where he could practice freely without the caretakers throwing them away.

At the age of 18 he graduated from school, taking with him his belongings, and finally leaving the orphanage where he'd seen so many people come and go in his life. He got a job as a barista at the local coffe shop, putting his skills to good use by making latte art for the guests who came in. He was allowed to room with a sympathetic coworker who helped him out when he first left, and gifted him a cat when he finally found his own apartment to live in. Maddy named the cat after her, Carroll, and continued to see her at work, playing darts on their breaks as they waited to get back to work. Years of playing and Maddy has found he has quite the eye for accuracy.

He still practices his magic, that's neve stopped, but it's at home when he's alone or if Carroll is over to see what new illusory thing his mad mind has ce up with. Maddy just turned twenty-one, spending it with Carroll, two cupcakes, a tea party and movies on the couch. His life may not be perfect, but neither is he, and that's ok.

Do They Remember Anything?:

Maddy was six years old when he was made to jump realms. He has little to no recollection of the events that transpired, or who his parents are. For the first few years (until the age of 9) he had a reoccurring nightmare. He would be in an octagonal room, old and decrepit but no trace of dust anywhere. Each paneling of wall had doors of various styles, designs, and sizes but they would all be locked except for one. That door would lead him into a forest of mushrooms and creatures that were more literal in design. But try as he might, he could never enter the forest, doomed or watch it through a door half his size and just sit there and cry until he awoke. He still has that dream sparringly, but it is now seen as a manifestation of his anxiety and he believes it's a remnant of feeling trapped within those orphaned walls.

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Theme Song:


Extra Information:

https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4999565
Alices Adventures in Wonderland-Mad Hatter
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Name: Annabelle August Lafeyette
Aliases:Annie
Age: 19
Birthday: January 5th
Ethnicity: White
Fairytale Parent(s) Morgan La Fey and King Urien
Birth Place: Witchita, Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Student
Languages: English and French

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Height: 5'4
Weight: 110 pounds
Body Type: Thin
Eye Color: Blue-green
Hair Color: Brown
Skin Tone: White
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Simple ear piercings
Personal Style: Annie usually wears t-shirts of colors underneath hoodies, jackets, or overshirts. Comfortably fitting jeans and pants usually rest on simple sneakers. Light make-up, nothing fancy. Perhaps some eyeliner, occasionally lipstick. Sometimes she lets her hair fall down loosely around her face, most times it is tied into a ponytail. She has an alternative type of outfit- synthetic leather jackets over flannel shirts that tuck into boots, a more rural look that betrays her true city-girl self.

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Amiable * Gullible * Educated * Cowardly * Trustworthy * Naive

Sexuality: Asexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Annabelle has a bubbly personality that brightens whichever room she enters. Dilligent and hardworking, Annie never breaks a promise to others or herself. Often, she will go out of her way to make friends and help others. The young woman also has very little world experience and is used to getting what she wants one way or the other, and while she has tried to not let this affet her negatively there are somethings that she hasn't notice about herself. Few people have ever turned her down for anything, so Annie is unused to dealing with rejection or denial.
Habits: Clenching and working her jaw when stressed, talking to herself.
Hobbies: Playing the piano, reading, watching gossip TV, writing her first novel
Fears:

• Failure
• Pain and discomfort
• Social Isolation

Likes:

• Friends
• Music
• Dogs
• Material Niceties
• Achieving her goals
• Novels and writing

Dislikes:

• Inconveniences
• Unkind people
• Nature
• Cats
• Things she doesn't understand
• Lazy people

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General Skills:

• Linguist
• Piano playing
• Charisma
• Historical knowledge
• Paperwork
• Artistry

Combat Skills:

• None
• Never been in a fight or anywhere near one once in her life

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Synthetic leather jacket, flannel shirt, jeans (with POCKETS), boots, underwear, hair tie.
• Purse- 120 dollars cash, credit card, drivers liscence, student ID, some gift cards to restaraunts, make-up kit, handkerchief.
• Mobile Phone

Possessions In At Home:
(What do they own in their house?)

• Library of textbooks
• Library of fiction pieces
• Her in-progress novel, "Star, Aurora, Earth"
• A silver Porsche
• TV
• Game Console
• A dog named Doug
• Pet supplies
• Two parents
• A DVD collection of reality TV shows

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Biography As far as Anne knows, she doesn't have "real" parents, and she never needed any. The two married women that adopted her, Mallory and June Lafeyette, have been the only parents she ever needed. They've raised her since she was a baby. The two frenchwomen immigrated to the USA about thirty years ago and moved from state to state until they settled in Kansas two decades ago. Together they decided to adopt a baby, and Anne was lucky enough to be available. June was a lawyer, Mallory was a college professor. June was effecient, Mallory was passionate. Together they pushed their new American kid into great things.

Annabelle was always a charismatic kid, often participating in large circles of close friends. No slouch in her studies, Annie excelled in school. As she grew into middle school, her friends started talking about cute boys and who was who's boyfriend, and Annie never really understood what the big deal was. They just told her she was a late bloomer. When she grew into high school, she awaited to finally see the boy that would give her a first crush, but it never came. Eventually, Annie learned she was asexual, and she just really wasn't into anyone like that. A little disappointing, since almost all the media she had consumed since she was a child involved love's first kiss, true love, or reclaiming love. But her parents assured her it was okay, so Annabelle comfortably resigned herself to watching that kind of drama unfold from the sidelines.

Annie had developed an interest in languages. Having been raised in a multi-lingual househould, she could speak French and English perfectly from a young age. She became fascinated with the development of different languages and the history behind them. One day she aims to become an etymologisy and a novel writer, creating stories and using her knowledge of history to craft believable worlds. Along the way June pressured her into learning to play the piano, which is a difficult but satisfying thing to do. Through out all her life, Annie has gotten essentially whatever she wanted. The best colleges, the ultimate financial security, and the compassion to get what she wanted. But one thing is unaware she lacks is world experience. The true problems of the world often escape her, and she was trouble fully understanding what kinds of things people can go through.

Do They Remember Anything?: She was four years old when she made the jump, so things are very fuzzy if not non-existant. One thing she does remember very clearly is a golden-eyed black cat who was cruel and cold toward her. There's also a memory of clear water, so clear she couldn't tell if the stones below were inches beneath the water or miles beneath the surface.

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Theme Song:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8Ou8qJ64Cg

Extra Information: King Arthur and Sir Lancelot roleplayerguild.com/posts/4998725
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Name: Jackson Gold
Aliases: Jack
Age: 25
Birthday: July 14
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Fairytale Parent(s) Rumpelstiltskin
Birth Place: Wichita, Kansas
Gender: Male
Occupation: Police Detective
Languages: English, French

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Height: 6 feet, 3 and a half inches
Weight: 170 pounds
Build: Slim
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: Light Brown
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Personal Style: He tends to dress somewhat nicely, wearing nicer button down shirts for the most part and slacks. This is generally because of what his job is and the fact that he tries to look professional. When not in a nice outfit, he'll sometimes wear jeans and a t-shirt to go along with everything, so that he isn't always in slacks and a nice shirt.

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Funny * Secretive * Caring * Flirty * Adaptable * Deceitful

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:

Jack is someone who thinks that he's hilarious, or more of he tries to be funny in just about every way possible. He'll sit there cracking jokes with anyone, and usually he'll make others around him laugh or feel better if they are feeling down. There is no hiding it, Jack can be a bit on the secretive side, hiding things from others no matter what really happens. He'll keep things hidden from others, but for the most part he has some reason for it. He truly does care about others, and he'll tend to put the well being of others ahead of his own.

It would be a lie if he didn't admit to being a bit of a flirt. He tends to flirt with others, either because he just feels like it, or because he needs to get something and tends to flatter people in order to get his way. This leads to him being more then a little bit deceitful, and he'll lie to get what he wants. However, Jack is known to be adaptable, and can change things around on a whim so that he can succeed at doing things and not be left like a fish out of water.

Habits: Pacing back and forth, tapping his fingers at his side.
Hobbies: Detective work
Fears:

• Seeing someone he cares about die
• Fire
• Heights

Likes:

• Detective work
• Making people laugh
• Travelling
• Animals of all sorts
• Puzzles
• Reading

Dislikes:

• Criminals
• Fire
• Spiders
• Liars
• Being treated as trash
• Bullies

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General World Skills:

• Investigation
• Perception
• Sleight of Hand
• Driving (Car)
• Manipulation
• People Reading

Combat Skills:

• Hand-to-Hand Combat
• Endurance

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Nice long sleeve shirt, slacks, nice shoes and a nice jacket
• Notepad and pen
• Wallet w/ $50 cash and a driver's license
• Police Badge
• Pocket knife
• Smart Phone
• Car Keys
• Apartment keys

Possessions In At Home:

• Dark purple SUV
• Fantasy Novels
• Journal
• Case files
• Laptop

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Biography
Jack for the most part was a bit of a troublemaker, even before he was adopted. There was no doubt that he was a smart kid, but he tended to use those brains to pull pranks on others, or come up with ways to get back at the people who bullied the younger kids at the orphanage. That was the one thing he tended to be good at, protecting those who were younger then he was. He ended up being adopted by the same people as another girl, Megan Pendragon, and left the home where he had been.

Unlike what his adoptive parents wanted, Jack was not interested in being a doctor at all. One of any sort, and that was mainly because he wasn't too sure if he'd be able to deal with seeing anyone in pain or dying. That was one thing he didn't real deal with all too well. It usually put him at odds with the pair, and eventually he isolated himself somewhat from them. He was the class clown in school, and wasn't quite as bright as his adoptive sister. Usually he'd work to make things better for others, even without any sort of recognition, and that led him to doing something completely different then his adoptive parents wishes. The instant he was out of high school, he didn't go to college or anything, he went to the police academy.

He wanted to help out others in a different way then being a medical doctor, or getting any sort of major degree, and he ended up joining the police department. Since his sister worked as a Medical Examiner, it was more or less required for him to work with Megan one way or another. After a few years working on the force, he ended up moving through the ranks to become a detective in his own right. Working to help out others whenever possible, he's been doing well at his job, but he's still somewhat estranged from his adoptive parents since he never accomplished much of anything in his life in their eyes for the most part.

Do They Remember Anything?: Jack was 10 when everything happened that resulted in them in the real world more or less. He does have a few memories that eventually were considered dreams brought on by his own love of the fantasy genre. One thing was certain, his father was never really around too much in his dreams of sorts, so he doesn't really remember too much of life before he was brought to this world.

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Theme Song: The Umbrella Academy - Soundtrack [Istanbul]
Extra Information: X-Men: House of M Rapunzel
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Name: Cassiopeia Smith - Hood
Aliases: Cassi; O (her sister only); Maiden name - Hood
Age: 22
Birthday: September 19, 1999
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Fairytale Parent(s): Robin Hood
Birth Place: Wichita, Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Archery Instruction; Hunting Guide
Languages: English; Spanish

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Height: 5’3”
Weight: 130 lbs
Body Type: Slender, Muscular
Eye Color: Midnight Blue
Hair Color: Strawberry Blonde
Skin Tone: White
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Double ears pierced on both sides; Double Helix piercings left side; Tattoo on inside on left bicep of a bow; Calloused hands, marked up fingers from working with bow strings; Scar on her left quad.
Personal Style: Jeans tend to be a must for Cassiopeia. She isn’t a fan of leggings or yoga pants but has been known to wear sweat pants of course and plain slacks. Sweaters always seem to be a staple for her as well, and is often paired with long-sleeved shirts. In the warmer months it will be jeans or shorts that are paired with a tank top and long-sleeved shirts, plaid usually as a cover on those windy days. She also has a separate wardrobe for all the camo she has acquired over the years. Simple running shoes are a daily and most often her hair is braided back or in a high ponytail. Make-up is not a necessity but she at least knows how to dress up.

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* Observant * Opinionated * Passionate * Aggressive * Courageous * Isolated *

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: What goes around, comes around. Cassiopeia is a firm believer in karma and all associated phrases. She doesn’t have much of a filter and speaks her mind freely to anyone. It doesn’t matter if they are listening or not. She can easily talk the talk and walk the walk. In some ways, Cassiopeia believes it is within her right to teach people of their wrongs and right them. With that lack of faith in a lot of people, to say Cassiopeia has trust issues would be an understatement. Once someone earns her trust, it is hard pressed to be broken but if it ever is, it is heart shattering. Even though she is very quick to judge and speak, she mostly stays away from conversations outside of work and family. She has a natural adventurous side, makin it so she will never back down from a challenge or new experience but she knows what she is afraid of and owns it.
Habits: Pulling on her ears, Frequent Eye rolling, Stretches with her bow
Hobbies: Archery, Hunting, Camping, Crafting Bows, Astrology/Astronomy
Fears:

• Loosing her sister
• Snakes
• Heights

Likes:

• Outdoors
• Night Sky
• Hiking
• Archery
• Quentin Tarantino Movies
• Classic Fairy Tales

Dislikes:

• Brussel Sprouts
• Being Late/People being late
• Traffic
• Loud Music
• Splinters
• Mice

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General Skills:

• Tracking
• Archery
• Cooking
• Driving
• Stealth
• Wilderness Survival

Combat Skills:

• Combat Archery
• Knife Throwing

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Dark blue jeans, light brown sneakers, dark green v-neck t-shirt with a grey and gold colour button up plaid long sleeved shirt.
• Purse/Wallet - Drivers license, house/car keys, debit card, 10$ USD, scratcher
• Pocket Knife
• String for bows
• Cell phone
• Ear buds
• Cassiopeia constellation necklace
• Earrings (six)
• Archery protection gloves

Possessions In At Home:

• Bows and Arrows
• Complete set of Quentin Tarantino movies
• Laptop
• Clothes
• Winter Gear (for camping/hiking)
• Hunting Gear
• Camping Gear
• Crafting items to make Bows
• Arm Guards
• Two cats: Fuzzy; Artemis
• Jeep Cherokee

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Biography: The front of Wichita Children's Home will be burned into Cassiopeia’s memory for the rest of her life. Besides a strange song and a few passing images of her childhood, that memory of when she was thirteen was the first thing she clearly remembered. It was also the start of everything for her. It didn’t take long for her and her twin sister, Layla to be adopted by a loving couple who were as sweet as could be. They definitely got lucky but after two years of happiness, their adoptive parents died in a horrible car accident. The next year they were bounced between a couple of foster homes that were pretty stereotypical in shipping kids in and out for the money, poor living, food locked away and given at random or no intervals at all. In that year Cassiopeia hardened herself pretty quickly.
With the first home, they were given care and support. Read to daily and driven to pursue things they loved to do. Cassiopeia wasn’t sure what those things were but she did like to be active and so followed sports within her school but when she lost that she didn’t have much motivation other than talking back to her teachers and running. She did a lot of running and throwing things that eventually led to near perfect aim. It was this aim that ended up getting her and her twin kicked from their third foster home. One day Cassiopeia had enough of the life that she was forced into and hit her foster parent with a rock she had picked up from outside. She even managed to leave a mark but they left a better one on her leg that has scarred and followed her.
Cassiopeia didn’t have much hope of them getting adopted again after that. They were nearly sixteen but someone was looking out for them. A younger couple who didn’t have the privilege to have their own came in and adopted them. It was a bit unexpected but the four of them seemed to click well. The couple was young and so, very active and introduced the girls to the outdoors, hunting and all things wilderness. They seemed to fall into that world easily, like they were born for it. Cassiopeia developed an act for archery and took to it like a fish in water. The silence of the forest became therapy to her and the sound of a bow string being released, music.
Once the girls turned eighteen, they worked hard to be able to move out on their own. Not because they didn’t like where they were but because it felt like that was where they needed to be. Cassiopeia thrived on her own, opting to go on solo camping or hunting trips just for the peace and tranquility. People take advantage of the natural world and the people in it, so Cassiopeia is a bit of an advocate for independence and preserving what should be left untouched. She started working at a local archery range when she was still being fostered and fell in love with teaching and seeing the moment of joy and bliss when someone hits a target. It is the only time she is ever completely happy. During hunting seasons she has also been hired as a guide, along with her sister due to their supurp wilderness skills.

Do They Remember Anything?: Cassiopeia remembers a few things, things that she surrounds herself with now so she doesn’t forget. She remembers firing a bow for the first time, how much her muscles and the arrow shook. How bad her aim was and a man laughing. She remembers forests, endless deep greens that don’t nearly look like the forests where she lives. Then there is this song that seems to follow each memory. There are no lyrics, she only ever remembers it being hummed or whistled by that same man who laughed.

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Theme Song: Displaced - Azure Ray


Extra Information: Tinker Bell, Heroes of Olympus
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Name: Colby Jackson
Aliases: Col, Jack, Cheese
Age: 18
Birthday: April 1st, 2003
Ethnicity: White
Fairytale Parent(s) Chesire cat
Birth Place: Wichita Kansas
Gender: Male
Occupation: Student/Pet smart
Languages: English

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Height: 5'8"
Weight: 141 lbs
Body Type: Thin
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Skin Tone: White
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A simple outline of a cat
Personal Style: Colby likes simple clothing, t-shirts and zip up hoodies. He tends to wear dark colors since his cat is black and he doesn't want to bother cleaning the fur off.

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Curious * Trickster * Creative * Agressive * Playful * Aloof

Sexuality: Bi
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Colby as a general rule doesn't care for people, he prefers cats. He deals with people because he has to. For most people he is aloof and generally indiferent. When he has to be around people he holds the class clown role, playing tricks and being silly. Those tricks sometimes are more like pranks and can get people hurt. When that happens Colby holds no remorse for it, and only finds it funny.
Habits: Tapping his fingers like he is playing the piano,
Hobbies: Magic tricks, TNR program, playing the piano
Fears:

• Heights
• His hands being restrained or broken
• His cats being hurt

Likes:

• Cats
• Piano
• Pranks
• Bonfires
• Skittles
• Puns
• Reading

Dislikes:

• Animal abusers
• Swimming
• Snow
• Strongly scented things (like candles or glade plugins)
• Dogs
• Being put on the spot

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General Skills:

• Stealth
• Slight of hand
• Trivia
• Cat body language
• People reading (specifically finding things that bug people and pushing their buttons)
• First Aid

Combat Skills:

• Fist fighting

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Dark shirt, hoodie, jeans, sneakers, beanie cap.
• Wallet - Drivers liscense, $20 cash, debit card, pet smart card, insurance card
• Cat treats
• iPhone 5g
• Headphones
• Deck of cards
• Book of the week
• Sunglasses
• Apartment keys
• Car key
• Laptop
• His summoned cat familiar Silky
• His cat Jackson Galaxy

Possessions In At Home:

• A spare cat carrier
• Beat up old Subaru
• Animal anatomy texts
• xBox
• Assorted xBox games
• Cat food
• Laptop
• School bag with textbooks

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Biography Colby was only two years old when he was in the orphanage, as such he was adopted very quickly. Colby's adopted parents didn't tell him until his 18th birthday that he had been adopted. They tried to have raised him well, but Colby was always a trickster, always a class clown. He got into trouble a lot, nothing too serious, but always edging on it. Colby is a scrappy fighter though so if anything ever went to blows he could win.

While Colby's parents did their best to raise him, it seemed to them that he fought them every step of the way. They feared that maybe somehow Colby had learned that he had been adopted for a while but after some time it was clear that wasn't what was wrong. Colby was just a troublemaker. They tried to give him drugs for ADHD and it didn't do any good.

The only thing that Colby seemed to connect with was cats. From a very young age, Colby got along with cats more than anything else. Colby started going around and feeding the stray cats since his parents didn't allow him more than one in the house. He got really involved in the TNR program.

After Colby turned 18 and he learned he had been adopted he tried to find out who his real parents were but he didn't have any luck. He was angry with his adopted parents for not telling him sooner. Colby lashed out and punched his adopted father. Then left. He moved into an apartment with some school buddies.

Now Colby is attending the JC and wants to work his way to a veterinary degree.

Do They Remember Anything?: Colby doesn't remember anything except the sound of purring and the feeling of falling a very long distance (though not the landing). Now he thinks that the falling was just a bad dream.

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Theme Song: Phil Harris - Everyone wants to be a cat

Extra Information: Snow White (Qualifies for both) (but the best version is "Snow, Glass, Apples" second-best version is Seanan Mcguire's version in Indexing) link
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Name:Sylvia Maeve
Aliases: Mab, Various pseudonyms, they'll give a different name whenever it suits them.
Age: 23
Birthday: February 16th, 1996
Ethnicity: White
Fairytale Parent(s) Titania and Oberon
Birth Place: Wichita Kansas
Gender: Non-Binary
Occupation: Any odd jobs they can get, legal or otherwise.
Languages: English, ASL

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Height: 5'3"
Weight: 103 lbs
Body Type: Lithe
Eye Color: Grass Green
Hair Color: Natural Red
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: They have both their ears pierced, and an ankle tattoo they've had since coming to Wichita.
Personal Style: Sylvia isn't one to much care for fashion trends of any kind, though they do have their own personal since of style. Boot cut jeans, small, discrete earrings of different colors and styles, and practical, flatfooted shoes. Their tops will range from old, punk rock tee shirts, to button up vests, all depending on their mood. Sylvia prefers to have their hair free instead of tied back in any way, not owning a curler, how their hair is is how it's worn, long and grown out, reaching down their back.

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Energetic * Conniving * Charismatic * Strong-headed * Free-spirit * Distrustful

Sexuality: Pansexual
Relationship Status: They're not currently in any committed relationships.
Personality: Sylvia is half hippie and half scene kid, ready to stick it to any kind of authority and then head out to live among the wolves for the rest of their days. Fundamentally, they dislike the thought of anybody telling them what to do, because to them it implies to Sylvia that they somehow know what's better for them than they do themselves, which to Sylvia, sounds like bullshit. Additionally, they're very pragmatic; a quick and dirty solution is better than a long and drawn out one that's perfect. They don't like wasting time, though they certainly don't consider hedonism as time wasted, often doings things that will result in happiness in the short term that might come back to bite them later.
Habits: Snapping their fingers, Smoking, Biting the inside of their lip.
Hobbies: Hiking, Partying, Stargazing.
Fears:

• Imprisonment
• Abandonment
• Fire

Likes:

• Nature
• Tea
• Gin
• Weed
• Spring

Dislikes:

• Tight Spaces
• Polution
• Winter
• Reading
• Promise Breakers
• People who take themselves too seriously

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General Skills:

• Pick pocketing
• Lock picking
• Deception
• Persuasion
• Wilderness Survival
• Reading People

Combat Skills: (Must fit what your character knows and keep it realistic to)

• Street Fighting
• Knife proficiency

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing -
• Purse/Wallet -
• Lock pick set
• Knife
• U.S currency, around $100 at any given time.
• Spark Plug
• Candy (Varies day to day)
• Make up
• Various fake ID's, depending on the day.
• Hair brush

Possessions In At Home:

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Biography From the moment they ended up in Kansas, the world has been an interesting one for Sylvia. Upon their coming to their world, they found immediate difficulty in working with the adults that now were very intent on taking care of them. It was hard for them to understand why they were being constantly asked for their name, something they'd been raised to never ever share with anybody. Eventually, through a bit of cleverness, they got them to call them Mab, and that's what they were known as by people for most of their childhood, and it's their most commonly used alias today. They had enough wits about them, even as a child, to keep who they were to themselves, feigning a kind of amnesia, or otherwise unwillingness to recall.

Even as a child, they found talking to people and getting them to do what they wanted pretty easy. Being known on the playground as the kid who could get anything for the right compensation. Teachers and adults on the other hand, would find them problematic. they never worked well in the rigid command structures that an organization like a school required, especially when such people were in charge of Sylvia for no discernible reason other than the fact that they were older and knew more stuff about things the child didn't care about. This borderline contempt for authority and lack of interest in most course material led to Sylvia not doing the best in classes most of the time, and resulted in them staying in the foster care system until adulthood.

Once they'd become a proper adult though, there was no way they'd be going to college. No, instead, they kept doing what they were already successful at, trading favors for things they needed. Granted, sometimes, those "favors" might be extralegal in nature, but let he who is without sin cast the first stone, right? Maybe they'd work a job lifting a new game from a shop in exchange for petty cash, maybe they'd get some evidence on a cheating significant other so that they'd have a place to sleep for awhile. Though they weren't opposed to breaking the law, Sylvia generally abstained from violence, and wouldn't take jobs that'd require that, better for them to keep their hands clean of that and all. Currently, they don't have a home persay, instead, they couch hop from place to place, taking up different work in exchange for a roof over their head for as long as they can get it.

Do They Remember Anything?: Sylvia's memories of their time as a Princess of the Fairies are blurry and more dreamlike than anything. Echos of a life once lived, filled with warmth and happiness, and not much else. The things that have stuck with them though, to the almost instinctual level, are the following things: Keep your name to yourself, never lie, and to pay close attention to your words. Of the tattered memories they have of their parents, these are what stick out strongest, even being able to recall many of the times their mother imparted this unto them. Today, they've mostly convinced themselves that whatever those memories are, they're some child's version of coping with whatever happened to them. They mostly cling to these things today because they've simply always been doing them.

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Theme Song: Dirty Deeds, Done Dirt Cheap, ACDC

Extra Information: The Shepherd Boy, Rip Bart. :(
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Name: Layla Hood Smith
Aliases: LaLa, Lay
Age: 22
Birthday: September 19, 1999
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Fairytale Parent(s) Robin Hood
Birth Place: Wichita Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Hunting Guide
Languages: English, French

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Height: 5'3
Weight: 122lbs
Body Type: Slender
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Blonde
Skin Tone: Light
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears pierced two on each ear one on the upper part and one on the lower Layla will occasionally wears a nose ring as well.
Personal Style: During the warmer months Layla is always seen wearing a simple tshirt, and a pair of blue jeans and tennis shoes as well. Layla will usually always have her hair in a pony tail of some kind, she always likes to wear a lot of band shirts to. During the colder months Layla always prefers wearing a leather jacket as well as boots. She does not wear anything girly or anything that she thinks is childish either.

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Adaptable * Argumentative * Clever * Sly * Courageous * Over Reactive

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Layla has always been a little bit of a rebel growing up, she tends to over react to certain situations as well and doesn't take to any kind of drama well. But she is very loyal to her friends, even more so to her sister. She is someone who will watch their backs, and if they hurt her or her friend then she will usually get her revenge. She also does sometimes like to pick fights and start arguments with others as well.
Habits: Layla tends to bit her lip whenever she is annoyed, or will pick at her nails whenever she is bored and has nothing else to do really she also does roll her eyes whenever she is getting really annoyed with someone.
Hobbies: Knife throwing, hiking, rock climbing.
Fears:

• Drowning
• The ocean
• Spiders

Likes:

• Rock/Metal music
• The outdoors
• Hunting
• Rock climbing
• Dogs
• Cats

Dislikes:

• Frogs
• Winter
• Rainy days
• Energy drinks
• Math
• School

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General Skills:

• Tracking
• Rock Climbing
• Hunting
• Plant Identification
• Wilderness Survival
• Swimming

Combat Skills:

• Knife fighting
• Knife throwing

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Current Outfit
• Purse/Wallet - State ID, 35 dollars, gum, debit card, credit card
• Pocket Knife
• Apartment keys
• iPhone
• Ear buds

Possessions In At Home:

• Laptop
• Tablet
• Rock climbing equipment
• Spare clothes
• Fantasy books
• Two Cats Fuzzy & Artemis

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Biography: Layla doesn't remember to much other than being dropped off at Wichita Children's Home at a young age by a hooded figure. Spending her time there with her twin sister, Layla got into a few arguments and fights with both of the kids and staff there. She had always been a little bit of a quick tempered kid growing up in the home with her sister and always stood up for her whenever anything bad happened. After that they were eventually adopted out, and Layla started to settle down a little bit, until they eventually were killed in a freak accident that took their lives.

They moved from home to home after that until they were old enough Layla and Cassiopeia both managed to scrounge up enough money and moved out once they were out of the system for good buying a small apartment just for the two of them, Layla found two stray cats just outside they eventually got a job and she learned how to rock climb as well as just for fun learned how to throw knives by one of the instructors which was always something she was pretty good at growing up as well.

Layla now enjoys living with her sister on her own, and having the freedom that they didn't really have growing up in some of the foster homes that they lived in the past. She also enjoys her job going out into the woods whenever she can and rock climbing or just climbing in general which she always teases her sister about whenever she doesn't want to Layla teaches rock climbing occasionally as well for a little bit of extra money.

Do They Remember Anything?: Layla doesn't really remember to much, other than spending time in the woods with her sister and some man she had never really seen his face because of his hood. She remembered stealing money from people and usually getting into some trouble. She also remembers a song that the hooded man always sang to her and her sister but never really any words either to.

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Theme Song: It's My Life - Bon Jovi - Crush

Extra Information: Ariel, The Little Mermaid AoS Post
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Name: Willow Jones
Aliases: Will; Willa; Figlia di Aurora (Maiden Name);
Age: 21
Birthday: February 16th, 2000
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Fairytale Parent(s): Briar Rose (Aurora) & Phillip
Birth Place: Wichita, Kansas
Gender: Female
Occupation: Student; Works part-time at the University Library
Languages: English;

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Height: 5’6”
Weight: 125
Body Type: Slight/Slim
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Skin Tone: White
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Single earlobe piercings on both sides
Personal Style: Willow has a feminine taste that has her most often in dresses or softer shirts with dress pants. She will wear more casual clothes but that is most often reserved for going out or lounging. She likes her high heels but prefers ankle boots as her daily. She drifts towards pastel colours but her signature colour would be a pale pink or white. Her hair is often curled and left down and her earings are either various gemstones or her signature rose designed erranings.

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* Kind * Stubborn * Out-going * Dependant * Loyal * Egotistical *

Sexuality: Bisexual (unaware of attraction to those of the same sex)
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Willow may be open and will talk to anyone and offer help to anyone she sees but she goes about it all wrong. Her tone makes her come across as entitled and that she is special and worthy and you need her help. It’s a bit overwhelming to most and can make people put up their guard or not want much to do with her. This is a bit of a problem for Willow since she can be rather dependent on people and needing to be around people constantly. It might be why she has taken to children so easily because they generally need someone all the time too.
Her dedication and loyalty to the people in her life and her future is what makes people want to stick around once they get past her ego. Willow does see the good in everyone and might follow her heart a bit too much in most cases but her passion is undeniable. She is goal oriented and won’t stop until all goals are met which makes her stubborn but she refuses to back down or give up when presented with any challenge.
Habits: Biting her bottom lip; Wringing her hands together when nervous; Sticking pencils/pens behind her ear
Hobbies: Kickboxing; Running; Drawing; Supporting Fine Art Functions
Fears:

• Tight Spaces (claustrophobia)
• Complete Darkness
• Being Alone

Likes:

• Drawing
• Singing
• Classical & Indie Music
• Kickboxing
• Reading (fantasy & poetry)
• The Start of the Changing Seasons

Dislikes:

• The Dead of Winter
• Heavy Metal Music
• Scary Movies
• Owls
• Alcohol
• Smoking

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General Skills:

• Boxing
• Driving (car)
• Drawing
• Singing
• Psychology
• Working with children

Combat Skills:

• Kickboxing
• Acrobatic

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - current outfit
• Purse/Wallet - Car/House Keys, ID, credit cards, debit card, $50USD, lip gloss, mints, pen, pony tail
• Cell Phone
• Pandora Bracelet with assorted charms (rose gold)
• Necklace
• Ring
• Water Bottle
• Reading Glasses
• Pocket Watch (outside view)
• Rose Erranings
• Jewelry box - picture of her and her mother, a note
• Key for the Jewelry box
• Shiny Dager - found in Agrabah

Possessions At Home:

• Laptop
• Boxing Gloves & associated Kickboxing Gear
• A couple boxing trophies
• Car
• Drawing Supplies
• School Books and associated School Supplies
• Complete works of William Shakespeare
• Various fantasy books
• Music Player & Various CDs/Records

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Biography: Willow was adopted at a young age and is the single child of a self-made family. Her adoptive father is a lawyer by trade and her adoptive mother a teacher; however, Willow understands them to be her real parents. It was hardly surprising where Willow’s interest in helping children and social working came from due to her parents' careers. She grew up well looked after and well loved and told she could do anything she sets her mind to. Being an only child allowed her many benefits and set her above the rest. Growing up she didn’t have many friends and latched on quickly to those who said more than two words to her. Boys included.
Although Willow is a very social butterfly and will talk to anyone she comes across her status has set her apart from most people. Not to mention she wasn’t interested in the same things the average girls her age were as she grew into a teenager. Sure, she loved wearing nice clothes, courtesy of her mother and boys. She had many boyfriends, many only lasting a week that ended with her crying always and eating an unbelievable amount of ice cream but she would be back at it again next week, always following her heart. She gravitated through many different interests and hobbies, not finding anything concrete until one night she saw her father watching kickboxing on TV and it just resonated with her. Even though Willow leads her life with her heart on her sleeve, part of Willow always felt just a slight bit helpless and she wanted a way to protect herself. A way to feel strong and independent despite her serious dependency problem. After begging and begging her parents, they finally agreed to let her take up kickboxing. It was a tough go, a real challenge for Willow but she didn’t back down. This new opportunity allowed for more conversation to happen between her and her father. The bonding that occurred over watching kickboxing on TV and going to matches opened up Willow’s world to what he did for work and what sort of things she could do in that field as well.
After highschool, Willow enrolled into University right away for a master’s degree in Social Working but she didn’t go right away due to her parents wish to take her travelling. They all took a year off and traversed most parts of Europe and other places. This also helped to open Willow’s eyes to more than just her world and to see what other children go through in order to make it. She feels called to them and uses her love of music and art to encourage children, as well as kickboxing for proper defense.

Do They Remember Anything?: Certain smells trigger Willow into a sense of deja vu, particularly the floral scents. She has also loved napping, though never quite understood why. If Willow doesn’t get enough sleep and a nap in, she is rather unbearable. She has always had this pocket watch on her. Her parents claim it as a family heirloom but can never really explain it. Other than that, Willow never remembers her dreams.

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Theme Song: War of Hearts -- Ruelle


Extra Information: Maleficent, Sleeping Beauty; The Gifted
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