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[FallingSkies]

Reyna

Human Form

Fairy Form

Name
Reyna Arai
Nickname
None really
Age
102, looks 23
Race
Fairy

Personality
Reyna is a very mischevious woman. It comes with the fairy title, but she loves pulling pranks on others and causing trouble. She usually doesn't make it known that it's her, as she does struggle with people not accepting her and liking her. So she's usually pretty careful to be sweet around others. She tells terrible jokes and makes puns any chance she gets. Sometimes she will pretend to not get jokes, just so people don't think she's too smart or too dirty minded. She does enjoy deceiving people in to believing she's an innocent 23 year old. A lot of times she won't even tell them that she's been around for a lot longer than that. She does believe in helping others however and being nice. You can be mysterious and pull little pranks without being too mean to someone.
Likes

✓Sunflowers
✓The forest
✓Icecream

Dislikes

✗Strong smells
✗Fire
✗Fish

Bio/History
There are tons of rumors and folk lore about where fairy's come from. Reyna loves reading about them all and listening to people speculate. She isn't sure if maybe there are different ways, but the way she came to be a fairy was through death. It's a less common tale, but when a person passes and has unfinished business they can stick around as a fairy. They're beleived to then be bringers of death and many of them are. Reyna isn't. While she follows the other tranditions of pulling tricks on people and altering her appearance to fit in with humans, she doesn't partake in luring them off to the forest and keeping them there until they die.

She was around people like that for much of her beginning time as a fairy. She hadn't known how to control anything and needed people to guide her. She couldn't remember her past and it was like starting new with all of her general knowledge still. She'd joined in a few times to lure unsuspecting men to the forest, but grew bored fast. Instead she enjoyed seducing older men in tot thinking they could have her and using some of her power to convine them things happened so she could get money. It was the easiest money she had ever made and she always had a place to sleep.

That life had gotten a bit boring as well and she'd found herself in Indepence. Of course, there wasn't a whole lot to do there, but then supernatural beings were finally being accepted. Only to be asked to live together in one house. She'd ended up going with, even if she could pass for a normal human. They needed to reform the way people thought of supernatural humans and start accepting them. Plus, it was a good way to meet up with some new people.
Other
She does have a fairy form as well, that would be able to sit on a child's shoulder. They are able to mask there appearance to humans, so they look more like them.

[DracoLunaris]

can't see the forest(spirit) for the trees

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

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

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

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

Unfortunately humans are easily spooked, so after the first few attempts at communication in the 1800 had resulted in the humans either running away screaming or assuming they had gone mad she had gotten into the habit of simply blending in with the surrounding foliage and resigned herself to her lonely existence. That is until she read about the supernatural integration policy in a newspaper, the man over whose shoulder she was reading was quite surprised when the small tree he was leaning against suddenly set off at a brisk pace for the mayor's residence.

[Yui]

The Headless Half-Pint

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"Please don't associate me with those other dullahans..."

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Name: Cody MacBeth

Nickname: How do you make a nickname out of Cody? You don't.

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Race: Dullahan

Appearance

Height: 4'9"
Weight: 99 pounds

Personality

Cody is a wise-cracker. While not always sarcastic, she saves her witty remarks for times when they'll truly count or are necessary. Although she typically means well, even her non-sarcastic majority statements are sharp-tongued at best, so she can come off as being kind of an asshole. Not that she is. Honestly, Cody's a good kid (tip: don't call her a kid), but she just has no filter and speaks harshly with others. Once one looks past her sharp tongue, it becomes easier to see her generosity and altruism. But don't assume for a second she has patience. That's one part of the "good girl" trope Cody does not have in any capacity.

Likes

Horses
Animals
Macabre themes and aesthetics
Snow
Rain
Horses
Apples
Sushi
Art
Literature

Dislikes

Other dullahans
Being short
Potato-themed foods
Other people touching or carrying her head
Romance stories (usually)
Memes

Biography

Dullahans. Mighty fae of the unseelie court. Most people have heard the legends at one point or another, stating that dullahans are headless riders that ride atop black steeds and serve as harbingers of death. There is no stopping the path of a dullahan except with gold, and they are not a race to be trifled with. Of course, those are just stories. Dullahans are by no means harbingers of death, though they've done an excellent job of spreading rumors about it that eventually evolved into folklore. In all reality, they set up the stories as a defense mechanism to keep everybody else from trying to find them. It worked pretty well too; until recently, dullahans have lived undisturbed deep in the woods of their native Ireland.

However, that's the past. Once the existence of supernatural beings reached human ears, it didn't take long for them to find the dullahans, and for the most part, every bit of xenophobia humans have toward dullahans has proven to be mutual. Only a few have left their woodland homes to live among humans, and Cody is one of them. By her account, it was more to get away from other dullahans than to get more familiar with all these wacky races that have their heads attached to their bodies.

However, there's not really much to say about the girl's life story. Her father was a hunter and her mother a bonesmith, and as cool as whips made of "human*" spines are, Cody's true passion in life wasn't with hunting or putting the parts of dead bodies to use. Cody liked horses. Needless to say, dullahans in general have an affinity with them, but Cody in particular just really liked horses. She grew up caring for one, and wanted to just be with them for the rest of her life. However, she didn't want to put up with other dullahans. When the opportunity to volunteer for living among the humans came up, Cody jumped at the chance, much to her family's dismay. In retrospect, she hadn't considered that her horse would not be able to join her for the trip here, but is nonetheless fascinated that there are human jobs involving horses.

Cody, for one, would like to become a rancher, caring for horses and other forms of livestock, and being able to live mostly independant of others. Failing that, she'd like to become an comic book artist and writer.

Other

The surname "MacBeth" seems to be really popular among dullahans. Apparently, they have a soft spot for theatrical productions where lots of people die.

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[Greezfhang]

Photo -
Name - Clyde Fallenice
Nickname - Magical Man
Age - Lost track yet appears as if early 30's
Race As in supernatural being - Djinn

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

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

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

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

Other - Clyde has been attempting to not to cause what people have asked for, not as a wish, to be from a negative source like his kind has a habit of doing.

[Chenzor]

Holy shit this image is huge

Name Robyn Summers
Nickname None ("Rob" jokingly)
Age 21
Race Human(?) / Meta-Human

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

✓ Dry and sour sweets and foods
✓ Her friends. Like, really, really much.
✓ Reading
✓ Drawing

Dislikes

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

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

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

Other
To explain Robyn's actual powers, she's not just a "living drawing". She's a sort of imagination-mancer, where she can weave items into existance that have the same properties as the object she's made, but also herself. For example, she -could- weave a gun into existance, with bullets and so on. And it -could- fire, but it's be a scribble like herself. After a few minutes, or when Robyn willed it so, it would disappear. The extent of her powers is unknown, but in theory she could create anything that she can imagine. She never tried weaving a car into existance though. Who knows if that even works? I'm keeping her powers to the minimum at first, seeing as conjuring any item in existance is quite a hard power to balance. I'll leave it to the GM to have the final say in the full extent of her powers, but I'm intending her powers to grow as the RP progresses.
Any questions about her powers, just ask her IC ;)

[Hylozoist]

Doranth

Picture:

Oh golly, that's quite large. Let's put that behind a hider.

Name: Doranth ("Doranth, Scourge of the Clouds and Waves, Foescourge, Keeper of the Keys, Fountain of Truth, Banisher of Doubts, Winged Explorer of Mountains & Forests..." the list of self-appointed and utterly meaningless titles stretches on, and on, and on just a little further than that.)
Nickname: Dora
Age: "Somewhere in the region of seventy? Let's say sixty eight. Sixty eight, yes."
Race: Dragon

Personality
Young by dragon standards, old by human standards, Doranth considers herself a sociable, downright benevolent example of her species, preferring to talk first, rather than resorting to flames, claws and violence to solve problems. Has developed some odd ideas about what human culture is like. Still suffers from the general dragon problem of "far too proud for their own good", which tends to manifest itself as impulsiveness - after all, what a dragon does must be correct, because otherwise why would a dragon do it?

Likes
✓ Cakes, pastries, cups of tea and just about anything packed with sugar.
✓ Puns. Puns are great.
✓ Television programs, especially "documentaries".

Dislikes
✗ Horror Fantasy films featuring dragon-slaying.
✗ Cats. Weird things that shed hair and don't taste good either.
✗ Stormy weather.

Bio / History
Doranth's "official" history, as she tells it, is a grand epic of struggles against other dragons, daring raids on isolated villages and a brief stint of being worshipped by the "creatures of the woods". The truth is considerably less interesting and glorious; Doranth basically lived in a forest for most of her life, scavenging food from the outskirts of the nearby town, preying on animals and watching humanity curiously. She marveled at everything that did, everything thay had, and the ridiculously tasty and sweet food they made. It beat a diet of squirrels and stray cats.

When the opportunity to live amongst the people came up, Doranth took it without hesitation. Not only was this a chance to put her knowledge of human culture to the test, but it'd surely provide access to a nearly endless supply of cakes, pastries, tea and conversation. It beat trying to hold a conversation with squirrels and stray cats.

[XxLyraxX]

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Standing at roughly 5'0, Dalon isn't exactly the epitome of strength and muscle. In fact, he is actually quite slender and petite, weighing in at only about 100 pounds. He tends to wear sweaters and jeans more often than not and no matter how much he tries, his blonde locks always stick up in random places on his head. Aside from the vine markings winding around his body, Dalon's skin is without blemishes safe for a few scars on his back and sides. He hides his multicolored eyes behind a bandage he wraps around this head and he never leaves his room without it securely in place. He tends to get rather paranoid when people start touching the bandage and will result to slapping hands away for everyones safety.

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Dalon Nathair

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

ᒪIKEᔕ

✓ Peace and quiet
✓ Music
✓ Solitude

ᗪIᔕᒪIKEᔕ

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

ᕼIᔕTOᖇY

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

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

And the cycle continues.

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

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

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

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

[Pirouette]

My Neighbor Emmy

Marie and Emmy

Name Emile (official name provided by Marie)
Nickname Called Emmy by Marie-Laure
Age Approximately fifty thousands years old
Race Stone Golem
Emmy is, at his base, is entirely made of stone but due to living in more lush environments as of late, it has become overgrown with bark-like vines and healthy greenery. Its height is stunted, measuring just about six feet from hunch to toe (as Emmy's head isn't the tallest point). In Emmy's chest lies a purple jewel that is Emmy's life energy. It emits so much power that the greenery that has taken root into Emmy's stone is capable of sustaining the plants even through some milder winters.

Personality
You'll find that Emmy is quite the quiet type... It is unable to speak and instead relies on his slow, gentle expressions in order to express itself. Interaction with it should be done about with simple words or expressions in order to best interact with it. Despite the inability to talk, Emmy can be pretty expressive through his actions. It is fairly timid to meeting new people or being introduced to new experiences. Parallel to that, it is not very intelligent with something akin to a young child's curious mind but without the creativity to go with it. However, it is capable of learning, albeit a bit slowly, and even more impressive, it does have a very strong memory capable of remembering even the slightest detail for millennia, possibly.

Likes

✓ Marie-Laure
✓ Living Things (plants, people, animals, etc)
✓

Dislikes

✗ Mortality (not itself but more for other creatures, people, etc)
✗
✗

Bio/History
Emmy's rock was probably first conjured from the earth's crust around 55 million years ago as it originally comes from the Himalayan Mountains so one could consider that its birthplace. However, it was just a large boulder in the mountains for most of its existence until something breathed life into those lifeless rocks. There are a number of potential supernatural beings that could have brought life into Emmy but none so far have claimed responsibility for its creation yet. In fact, the only remnant of Emmy's creator is a small pulsating diamond within Emmy, approximately at its center of mass. Surprisingly, Emmy is aware of its stone heart and understands its importance, even so far to associate the diamond with the lush greenery growing around. Whatever the case, the diamond does emit a mystical power to bring Emmy to life and without it, Emmy would probably cease.

Other
Marie-Laure is a neighborhood kid that lives near the Supernatural house in Independence. At the start of the RP, I'll establish that Emmy has been there for some time before the other supernaturals moved in. Since he is basically a giant rock with no care necessary, the relocation program would probably just pick him up and drop him off shortly after acquiring the house, especially considering he is just going to be outside. So imagine Emmy living there for a week or two before the others arrive. During that time, Marie would have probably crept around the house as rumors would likely be a buzz about supernaturals moving in, so naturally, a child would probably investigate. Marie meets Emmy, calls him Emmy and so Emmy has his name. I'll play both characters seeing as Emmy doesn't do much on his own anyway. Plus, we need a human somewhere. Anyway~

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Name Marie-Laure LeBlanc
Nickname Marie
Age 13 Years Old
Race Human

Personality
The best way to sum up Marie is that she is inquisitive, intelligent, and adventurous with fear being a foreign concept to her. Despite her positive nature, she is a bit reclusive, often getting lost in her own thoughts and inquiries. This makes things a bit difficult befriending new people and as a result, Marie spends most of her time on her own, although she doesn't seem to bothered by it. She spends most of her time accompanying her father at the museum to satisfy her natural curiosity.

Likes

✓ Emmy
✓ Her parents
✓ The Museum

Dislikes

✗
✗
✗

Bio/History
Marie-Laure is a native Parisian with her father being entirely French while her mother is entirely American. Marie had lived her first ten years of her life in Paris before they moved to Independence to be closer to Marie's mother's family, who at the time had a sick sister. They quickly got comfortable in the States and eventually decided to stay. For the next three years, they mostly lived in peace. Marie's mother started teaching at the local christian school and Marie's father got a job at the local museum, which quickly became Marie's favorite place in town. With the recent announcement of supernatural beings moving down the street, Marie's mother is a bit apprehensive about staying due to her more conservative, religious mindset. With the threat of leaving looming, Marie had to see what the fuss was about it. After all, not many get to see a supernatural being up close.