[CHAR] Santa Celia: Coast to Coast

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S A N T A C E L I A

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^{A S U P E R H U M A N S T O R Y}

[Lord Wraith]

R U L E S & R E G U L A T I O N S:

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1. - I will try to work with any writer I can to ensure that you can create a character you truly want to portray and will enjoy playing in the IC. That said if I ask you to rework something, please do not just 'ghost' me. I am not a tyrant and am open to discussion within reason, together we can likely hash out a compromise. In terms of power levels for this RP, we're looking at something akin to 'strong street-level', for a comparable media look at Marvel's Netflix Series or the majority of characters from the tv series, Heroes. Our characters, while competent and powerful should still be able to be overwhelmed by regular humans.

2. - Please use the provided character sheet but feel free to modify the sheet's colors to suit your needs or your character's theme. Additionally, minor modifications may be made to the placement of the sheet's categories or their contents, however, please do not disregard the character sheet or submit one of your own design. I'd also appreciate it if only completed sheets were posted in the OOC. If you need feedback on an incomplete CS, I would prefer a private message or DM on Discord.

3. - Post when you can, don't make excuses for when you can't. I'd like us to have an open and honest line of communication as Player and GM and if you're not posting because you don't feel like it, I'd rather you tell me that than say you're 'busy' and keep me in anticipation of a post. I'll be keeping in touch and checking in weekly to touch base with anyone who hasn't posted but please be honest with me on the 'why'.

4. - Don't mistake actions and hostilities in the IC as OOC interactions. Drama, rivalry and resentment will happen in a well written IC due to differing character ideologies. This does not mean the writer has any personal beef with you merely that they're developing their character in the same way you are.

5. - The IC will contain mature themes but will not violate any of the Guild's fundamental rules. Therefore while mature language, drug use, and violence are all tolerated, sexually explicit scenes will not be. Writing substance such as 'Smut' is not tolerated in public forum and has no place in the IC.

C H A R A C T E R S H E E T:

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Character Sheet Example

A L I A S O R N I C K N A M E

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Introduction to the character, their history and primarily their motivations for engaging in vigilantism and using their abilities or skills to help the city. This should be no shorter than two paragraphs but can as long beyond that as you wish depending on your style of story telling.

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Superhuman Ability | Description should be at least a paragraph

Limitation(s) | Description should be at least a paragraph with three defined limitations

Weakness(es) | Description should be at least a paragraph with exploitable weaknesses.

_//Skills:

Example Skill | Description

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Any relevant characters you will be playing alongside your primary POV in order to flesh out the world around you. This can include, family, friends, loved ones and antagonists. This is an optional section on the CS and can be deleted entirely, left as a 'To Be Determined' and contributed to as the IC progress or filled out from the get go. Entirely your decision.

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Character Sheet Code

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[b]• Hair Colour[/b] | [i]Colour[/i]

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[sub][b]//Notes:
• Other[/b] | [i]Description[/i]

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[indent]A full physical description to compliment your faceclaim and physical profile. This is where you can describe piercings, tattoos, scars, their sense of style and mannerisms. This section should be at least a paragraph in length.[/indent]
[sub][b] Personality[/b][/sub]
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[INDENT]An insight to the character's psyche, how they think, feel and process the world around them. This should include their likes and dislikes, examples of how they react to sitatuions and other like elements that attribute to their personality. This should be at least two paragraphs.[/INDENT]
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[indent]Introduction to the character, their history and primarily their motivations for engaging in vigilantism and using their abilities or skills to help the city. This should be no shorter than two paragraphs but can as long beyond that as you wish depending on your style of story telling.[/indent]
[sub][b] Abilities & Skills[/b][/sub]
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[INDENT][b][i]Superhuman Ability[/i][/b] | Description should be at least a paragraph

[b][i]Limitation(s)[/i][/b] | Description should be at least a paragraph with three defined limitations

[b][i]Weakness(es)[/i][/b] | Description should be at least a paragraph with exploitable weaknesses.[/INDENT]
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[indent]Any relevant characters you will be playing alongside your primary POV in order to flesh out the world around you. This can include, family, friends, loved ones and antagonists. This is an optional section on the CS and can be deleted entirely, left as a 'To Be Determined' and contributed to as the IC progress or filled out from the get go. Entirely your decision.[/INDENT][h.r]

[Lord Wraith]

C H A R A C T E R R O S T E R:

A C C E P T E D P L A Y E R S || T H E D R A M A T I S P E R S O N A E : ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ------═════════════════════ M A L E ════════════════════ ◼ Anderson, Archie by @JunkMailGMXIV Bestial Transformation | 34 | Caucasian | Heterosexual ◼ Bianchi, Mauro by @TackytaffI Mechanical Savant | 42 | Italian | Homosexual ◼ Castillo-Armstrong, Nathan by @Star LordIV Alien Symbiote | 20 | Caucasian | Homosexual ◼ Dark, Joseph by @HillanGMV Cursed Cyborg | 28 | Caucasian | Heterosexual ◼ Foster, Kyle by @SepticGentlemanXVIII Badass Normal | 30 | Caucasian | Heterosexual ◼ Gjanarsson, Rókur by @FetzenIV Voidwalker | 1109 | Caucasian | Heterosexual ◼ Muller, Moses by @The Bork LazerV Artistonancy | 21 | Hispanic | Asexual

--- --- ------═══════════════════ F E M A L E ══════════════════ ◼ Abrams, Ellara Van by @Lord WraithGMXIII Supernatural Physiology | 25 | Mixed | Bisexual ◼ Collins, Eli by @SkaiX Perception Manipulation | 22 | Caucasian | Heterosexual ◼ Ellis, Natalie by @Silver CarrotXIII Super Strength | 26 | Caucasian | Bisexual ◼ Figueira, Adriana by @ToBriOrNotToBriI Active Camouflage | 20 | Caucasian | Bicurious ◼ Foster, Kayla by @JunkMailGMXVI Witch Blood | 30 | Caucasian | Heterosexual ◼ Light, Serene by @DocRockIV Technokinesis | 22 | Caucasian | Undeclared

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◼ Kensington, Logan by @vietmyke^I

^{Bio-Electrokinesis | 21 | African American | Heterosexual}

◼ Khan, Zhenguang by @DC the Dragon^I

^{Supernatural Athleticism | 23 | Asian | Heterosexual}

◼ Hanson, Nicole by @chukklehed^VII

^{Fabrikinesis | 24 | Caucasian | Heterosexual}

◼ Jauregi, Nikita by @Skittlez^I

^{Pyrokinesis | 23 | Latina | Heterosexual}

◼ Murray, Ember by @baraquiel^III

^{Elasticity | 21 | Caucasian | Heterosexual}

◼ Song, Sabrina by @CaptainPotato

^{Energy Manipulation | 24 | Asian | Bisexual}

◼ Srisati, Everly by @Dusksong^III

^{Catoptric Teleportation | 22 | Asian | Heterosexual}

◼ Wheeler, Andrea by @AWACS^I

^{Augmented Normal | 28 | African American | Bisexual}

◼ Wong, Sarah by @Hour Error^IV

^{Avian Physiology | 25 | Mixed | Aviansexual}

◼ Woods, Lio by @Shapesplitter

^{Chronokinesis | 28 | African American | Heterosexual}

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None at this time...

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N O T A B L E G R O U P S & O R G A N I Z A T I O N S:

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^{► Árido Valley Sheriff's Office Created by Lord Wraith}

TBD

^{► Emergency Medical Services Created by Lord Wraith}

Árido Valley County Medical Center
Santa Celia Central Ambulance Dispatch Center
Sir William Stein's Memorial Hospital
St. Peregrine's General Hospital

^{► Santa Celia Fire Department Created by Lord Wraith}

TBD

^{► Santa Celia Police Department Created by Lord Wraith}

TBD

^{► Stadler's Medical Hospital Created by Tackytaff}

TBD

^{► St. Benedetta's Created by Tackytaff}

A free clinic owned and operated by Mauro Bianchi.

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^{► Constantine's Guard Created by Lord Wraith}

A fragment of the Knight’s Templar, Constantine’s Guard are a group of extremists dedicated to exterminating anything on Earth that is not human. Despite being small in numbers, Constantine’s Guard are highly efficient at taking down beings much more powerful than themselves using stolen or recovered prototype technologies. Constantine’s Guard has been linked to numerous biomedical organizations over the years and it’s theorized that they may be experimenting with bioweapons to diminish the growing superhuman population.

It should be noted that the Guard's bias extends to far beyond superhumans and originates in the supernatural, primarily those possessing Witch Blood. The Guard will hunt down and destroy anything that even remotely meets their perceived definition of 'dangerous', doing so with extreme prejudice. It is not publically known how the Guard recruits new members to its ranks but it is believed they have been doing so over the past two years through weapon contracts created with both the U.S. Military and numerous local law enforcement agencies. In addition to recruitment, these contracts have been used for an underground arms race, aiming to close the gap between humans and superhumans alike.

^{► Hall Applied Technologies Created by Hour Error}

Hall Applied Technologies is an American multinational biotechnology company based in Seattle, Washington. HAT was founded by noble prize winning geneticists Dr. George R. Hall and Dr. Samantha A. Thompson on April 4, 1995, to commercialize state-of-the-art developments in biotechnology research. Acquiring researchers and patents at an alarming rate, HAT quickly rose to international prominence, and today it remains a leader in the world of biotechnology and genetic engineering.

For the last ten years Hall Applied Technologies has been lead by Yekaterina Vasylievna Toporova, an enigmatic woman, known chiefly for her terse interactions with the media and iron-willed public persona.

Over the years, competitors and a number of former employees have accused HAT of violating ethical and legal guidelines regarding experimentation on human subjects. However as none of these claims have been substantiated, in the public eye, HAT is maintaining a positive reputation. Behind closed doors, it is all but an accepted fact that HAT is willing to cooperate with criminals, rogue government agencies, and mad scientists alike in order to further their research.

The Robotics, Arms, Cybernetics, and Kinetics division (R.A.C.K) of Hall Applied Technologies is a shadowy R&D division nestled within the deepest, and most heavily guarded quarters of company headquarters. Created in 2010, following HAT's acquisition of the Japanese technology conglomerate, Iwamoto Industries, RACK focuses on the development of machine-based rather than biological technology. Known only to the most senior corporate executives and high-level researchers is the fact that the R&D division exists primarily to help develop state-of-the-art artificial intelligence and cybernetic enhancements that can be employed in a decidedly military fashion.

^{▼ The Tourists Created by SepticGentleman}

A widespread collection of families and friends who fancy themselves all manner of supernatural problem solvers, sanctioned by no authorities or governments. The Tourists were founded sometime in the early eighteenth century, in response to the declining reliability on Jägers as their numbers waned and waned. They have gone by many names since then, such as the Order of Wayfarers, the Good Companions, and so on. The Tourists were originally exclusively human, but some two centuries ago they began accepting non-human beings into their ranks. Nowadays, the Tourists are by far the most diverse group active on the planet in terms of species and abilities.

While the Tourists’ work is not exclusive to them, as many people prefer to strike out on their own as monster hunters and curse breakers, being counted in their roster provides access to a good number of perks and benefits. The Tourists maintain a centralized network through which resources, reinforcements, and information are delegated to those who require them. Their headquarters - a secure underground location known only as ‘the Center’ - is host to an armory, a library, training grounds, a collection of globe-crossing portals, and many other facilities.

The Tourists normally raise their members amongst themselves, but are not against taking in strangers who display both capability and cooperation. What newcomers really need to understand and accept is that the Tourists do their work not exclusively for profit (though they are not necessarily above taking the uncommon bounty or contract), but rather for the safekeeping of both the mundane public and, in parts, the supernatural public.

^{► Glory’s Few}

Glory’s Few are a small selection of Tourists who have gone above and beyond the organization’s standard expectations, and have thus been inducted into the ranks of the elite. The Few were founded by a late Tourist of old known only as Glory, widely regarded to be the greatest Tourist who ever lived. After many years of service, Glory gave her life for the sake of the Tourists, but a single remnant of her yet remaining - her severed right hand.

Glory’s hand is considered a sacred relic amongst the Tourists and acts as the fulcrum of the Few. Her very soul resides within it and is integral in deciding who is worthy of joining her chosen elite. Each of the Few are bestowed with a fragment of Glory’s soul, enhancing their own abilities as well as their connection and coordination with one another. Even distribution means the more members there are, the less power they are granted. Her soul can only be divided so many times before it grows too weak, thus maintaining the idea of Glory’s Few rather than Glory’s Many.

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^{► 6th Street Blood Cult Created by Lord Wraith}

The 6^th Street Blood Cult is a gang specializing in the creation and distribution of designer drugs. The trafficking of the drugs is often done in conjunction with prostitution, the prostitutes giving their clients a free hit in order to get them hooked, coupling two repeat businesses together. That all said, the price for the Blood Cult's services is quite high, given that the majority of the gang's members are also vampires. It's not uncommon for a customer to turn up deceased and completely drained of blood.

^{► The Immortals Street Gang Created by vietmyke}

A violent street gang primarily based in the Santa Celia’s East Side slums and Downtown. The Immortals dabble in the drug trade and are not afraid to use muscle when needed, their primary focus, however, is on both weapons dealing and human trafficking. They are supposedly backed by an individual or organization with deep pockets. It's unknown what their ultimate goal is, but many believe it may be raising funds or aiding in experiments to achieve immortality.

^{► Wodan's Clan Motorcycle Club Created by Lord Wraith}

A motorcycle gang that frequents Santa Celia's West Side, the Clan often comes to blows with the Blood Cult due to both groups heavily dealing in the drug trade. In addition to trafficking, the Clan also takes under the table work, often in the form of hired muscle. Violent crime tends to follow the gang where ever they go, though convictions rarely stick as their victims' cause of death is almost always found to an animal attack. This is because the Clan is predominantly made up of werewolves meaning they're the last group of bikers you want to run into under a full moon.

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^{► Morgan Corporation Created by Star Lord}

Morgan Corp was once the leading biotech company in the Midwest that had close ties with the American government. They were responsible for researching, developing and commercializing anti-allergics drugs; but, their other works are still classified to the general public. Their last work had them explore the possibility of creating life from objects with help from the government. After a year of researching and countless subject, they thought that they had finally made the perfect subject. Instead, Morgan Corp created something that they couldn't control and it escaped for one of their facilities in Wisconsin.

It managed to find someone and fused with them to form a powerful being. Even known they were being hunted, both of them managed to destroy several Morgan Corp properties and killed so many people. Eventually, they made their way to Chicago and confronted the former CEO, Tyler Morgan. Officially, an explosion from one of the labs killed the CEO and several individuals. The truth was that Morgan was brutally murdered along with several other high ranking members. After the incident, Morgan Corp was struggling to survive and filed for bankruptcy two months later.

Now, several biotech companies are looking to buy what remains of Morgan Corp.

[Lord Wraith]

C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y

J Ä G E R B O M B

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^{E L L A R A V A N A B R A M S ♦ T W E N T Y - F I V E ♦ F E M A L E ♦ B I S E X U A L}

C O N C E P T A B S T R A C T:

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^{"To you, I am Death, and I make sure that everyone is equal."
E L L A R A}

Ellara Charlotte Van Abrams was born late into the evening on one fateful Wednesday in September of 1993. Like her father before her, Ellara is a Jäger; a near-human subspecies possessing an enhanced physiology that makes them ideal for tracking, hunting or killing creatures and threats of a supernatural origin. Like most Jäger, Ellara inherited her abilities through her ancestors, specifically through her father and his forefathers.

During her infant years, the young Ellara moved around from place to place as her parents, primarily her father, were on what was known to the Jäger as the 'Path'. While walking the path, the Van Abrams lived as grifters funding their trips through fraud and petty theft while the new family moved from town to town. Ellara's memories of these days are few and far between due in part both to her young age and the trauma surrounding the events of the death of her mother Sofia. The one thing she knew for certain was that her mother was murdered by something that scared even her father which prompted Jonathan Van Abrams to leave Ellara in the care of her Aunt.

This arrangement would last for several years until Ellara learned the horrible truth; death followed her no matter where she went. At the age of seventeen, her Aunt's house was broken into and Ellara's Aunt Diana was subsequently killed during the home invasion. Ellara arrived home early one morning to find Diana's body impaled in a broken piece of the banister. The police were never able to find those responsible and the death of her Aunt left Ellara's Uncle cold and distant, eventually evicting Ellara from his home to fend for herself.

Neither her biological parents or Aunt had ever taken the time to explain to Ellara what she was or how her abilities would work. Instead, Ellara grew up afraid of her own shadow as she began to see things she couldn't explain. Faces would change in front of her and a sick feeling would form in the pit of her stomach whenever she was in large crowds of people. It made Ellara prefer solitude to the company of others.

Ellara has experienced numerous vivid dreams and more commonly nightmares due to the memories of her ancestors. She is slowly beginning to understand what she had been seeing all of her life due to the new memories now in her head. Although, she realizes to explain any of this to anyone would likely end with her in a padded room.

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MONSTER

Something is feeding off the people of Santa Celia. Over the past week, several victims have been found completely drain of blood, their throats ripped out. No one wants to voice the first thing that comes to mind, but the whispers at the crime scenes tell the same tale. Many believe a vampire has come to make its home in Santa Celia although the police refuse to take these claims seriously. One man is said to have survived the attack, however the attack has rendered him mute, or at least unwilling to speak. The man now resides in the Murdoch Mental Hospital while the rumors continue to swirl and at the very least a killer is still at large.

^{Characters Involved:}

^{Eli Collins as portrayed by Skai
Kayla & Kyle Foster as portrayed by Junkmail and SepticGentleman
Caleb Murdoch - NPC
Riley Sheridan - NPC}

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WICKED ONES

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BURY ME FACE DOWN

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DOWN TO THE BOTTOM

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HEAVY IS THE HEAD

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RAISE HELL

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C O M P L E T E C H A R A C T E R S H E E T:

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D E T A I L E D C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T

J Ä G E R B O M B

_{"I'm the monster under the boogeyman's bed."}

══════════ P R O F I L E I M A G E ══════════ _______________________________________________ _______________________________________________ ════════ P R O F I L E S U M M A R Y ════════ Ellara Charlotte Van Abrams _______________________________________________ 1993-09-22 | 25 | Mixed Ethnicity _______________________________________________ Single | ♀ | Bisexual _______________________________________________ Some College | Bartender _______________________________________________ ═══════ P H Y S I C A L P R O F I L E ═══════ [+] ▼ B O D Y S T A T I S T I C S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Height - 5'-4" ► Weight - 119 lbs ► Build - Petite Hourglass ► Measurements - 34-24-33 ► Bra Size - 34A ► Hair Colour - Brunette ► Eye Colour - Green ► Piercings - Ten, various locations ► Tattoos - Five, various locations ► Scars - None - ═════ M I S C E L L A N E O U S I T E M S ═════ [+] ▼ C H A R A C T E R N O T E S ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Mixed Ethnicity - Ellara's ethnic back- ground includes Austrian, Duch, German, Polish, Romanian, and Ukrainian ancestry. ► Activated Jäger - Ellara's is what's known as an 'Activated' Jäger. This means that she's the first living heir in her ancestry and as such has recieved everything that grants, both its bonuses and its burdens. ► Lower Back Tattoo - Ellara's first tattoo hugs the small of her lower back, riding her waistline. This tattoo is of a pair of red roses, one on either side of a heart-shaped locket. The design is pulled together by several intertwined thorn-laden vines on either side of the locket that reach to the edge of her hourglass shape. ► Right Forearm Tattoo - On Ellara's right forearm is a multicoloured tattoo of a Calavera skull with a rose at the center of the skull's forehead. ► Diaphragm Tattoo - Beneath Ellara's bosom is another tattoo with skeleton hands cradling an hourglass between the base of either breast. Small chains hang from both hands, intertwined between the long thin fingers. Within the hourglass’s upper portion, the sand is drawn to resemble waves with a tall ship riding atop the highest point. The lower half of the hourglass, however, is partially filled with sand, the shape of a skull clearly visible. ► Pelvis Tattoo - On the left side of Ellara's pelvis, she has a tattoo of a pair of cherries, their stems are tied together and decorated to resemble a lit fuse. ► Calf Tattoo - Lastly on the back of Ellara's left calf is an anatomical heart-shaped grenade, pierced by a combat knife, blood flowing down either side of the grenade. ► Poison of Choice - Despite her given alias, Ellara is a not a fan of Jägermeister, prefering instead to find her solace in the bottom of a glass filled with Kentucky Bourbon or Tennesse Sour Mash. ▼ P A R A P H E R N A L I A ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Leather Jacket - Ellara is never found without her leather jacket. The jacket is the only thing she has to remember of her father and unbeknownst to her is actually enchanted with a protection rune. Beyond that, it's a simple, well-crafted, black leather jacket. ► Motorcycle - Ellara uses a motorcycle to get around Santa Celia. Her bike, in particular, is a late 70's model Triumph Bonneville that has been extensively modified to be turned into a bobber-style motorcycle. The entirety of the bike has been painted black aside from a pair of faded purple pinstripes running the length of the gas tank. Extremely low tech and easy to maintain, Ellara fairly certain the only way the engine wouldn't turn over is if the bike was completely destroyed. ► Worn Notebook - Ellara keeps a notebook full of sketches on her person at all times. It is in this worn leatherbound book that she sketches the things she sees that Ellara is unable to communicate to her friends or coworkers. ▼ O T H E R ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ► Faceclaim - Tatiana Maslany ► Text Colour - Ellara's speech will be written in the colour #816C90. ► Jäger - The noun 'Jäger' is a plurale tantum meaning it is both a singular and plural form. -

══════ D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E ═════ Standing at roughly five feet and four inches tall (5'-4"), Ellara is a woman slightly below average height for her sex. As such, she doesn't cut an overly intimidating figure, at least until she locks eyes with you. It's Ellara's eyes which cause many would be suitors to second guess approaching the otherwise stunning woman. Ellara is especially known for her keen piercing emerald eyes. Her fierce green eyes give away the fact there's something wild and untamed behind them. Piercing and keen, it's almost as though her eyes can't stop moving as they swish from side to side, taking in their surroundings constantly. Ellara's eyes are known for being able to look right through someone as though she is staring into their soul. Possessing naturally deep brown hair with strands of gold and auburn acting as natural highlights which are most visible in bright light. In dim and barely lit places, Ellara's hair can appear to be nearly black. Almost keeping her hair on the longer side, Charlie is known for tying back her hair on one side of her head, giving it a 'punk rock' look. She'll often wear a pony either tied behind her head or to the opposite side of her side braids. Ellara possesses numerous piercings. In her left ear is one small silver cross, while her right ear has a small round stud in the lobe while a hoop is placed halfway up the outer arch with a second resting at the top. She has a tongue stud which she often plays with when bored or flirting. Both of Ellara's nipples are pierced, in addition to her navel and a pair of industrial bar piercings, on opposite sides of her pelvis. Ellara has one other piercing that she got on a drunken dare and often leaves as a surprise for her 'lovers'. In addition to her piercings, Ellara has five various tattoos on her body, the first of which is a lower back tattoo followed by another on her right forearm. In addition to these two, she has one beneath her breasts, sitting over top of her diaphragm. Another sits on the left side of her pelvis and the final is on the back of her left calf. In terms of fashion, Ellara's general attire ranges from long sleeve shirts to hoodies usually, often cropped depending on her mood or weather. It's not uncommon to find Ellara in a sports bra and comfortable track pants. When out, her top is almost always paired with tight dark-wash jeans or leggings. Ellara will often wear t-shirts paired with a hoodie and jacket, or a long-sleeved shirt adorned with a hood and a jacket. No matter the weather or outfit, Ellara is never found without her leather jacket.

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Truth be told, Ellara is a little girl who grew up scared of a world which she believed was out to kill her. As such, she developed a defense by putting on the bravado of a tough chick with a chip on her shoulder, one who only looks out for herself. On a first impression, Ellara comes across as flirtatious, confident and powerful. She loves to act the part of a proud rebel. Often the first to disobey an order, Ellara enjoys communicating in fluent sarcastic comments, especially to those who try to belittle or act superior to her. Whenever she's caught in a bout of verbal sparring, Ellara ensures she gets the last words in, no matter the consequence.

She isn’t afraid to speak her mind and doesn't mince her words when she doesn't agree with another's words or actions. Ellara is the last person to hide her feelings about someone but will always deflect any attention that comes too close to discovering her own insecurities. She loves to act as a heartbreaker and will attract the attention of males to ensure she's 'well-protected' only to use her powers to run when the situation starts to look bleak. As such, she is highly manipulative and often not trustworthy.

When backed into a corner, confronted or challenged, Ellara can become brutal and harsh, often going for the proverbial throat. She can be described as borderline psychotic when caught off guard but does Ellara not actually suffer from any form of insanity despite the mental strain her abilities have brought upon her. Ellara is merciless but also knows her limits, she is intelligent and also reacts quickly, sometimes before the situation at hand is fully realized.

Due to being abandoned by her parents, Ellara has deep-rooted abandonment issues which have crept into other areas of her life. This has notably created problems with her sense of commitment, especially when it comes to other people. Ellara rarely trusts those around her and more often than not, only feigns loyalty until it is no longer to her advantage to do so. Having never really known her place in the world, Ellara has moved around a lot during the course of her relatively short life. The only place she is really comfortable is with the wind at her back.

That's not to say Ellara is a bad person. She is ever hopeful of a day where she won't have to keep moving when she can find somewhere she can feel safe. When Ellara allows her facade to drop, she will stand up for what she believes in and will fight side by side with any allies she has left. Though she's scared, Ellara will always stand defiant and one day that might even develop into true bravery.

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When a Jäger is activated, they inherit the skills and knowledge necessary to leave the safety of their ancestral home and begin to walk the Path. The Path refers to a Jäger's mission to protect the mundane world from the evils that lurk in the darkness and beyond the veil the separates our world from another. This has been the sacred duty of the Jäger since time immemorial and so upon the passing of his own father, Jonathan Van Abrams began his own Path. But unfortunately, he made one mistake.

Jonathan fell in love.

While Jäger are encouraged to start a family, it is heavily advised against doing so while walking the Path. For this reason, female Jäger often marry young and bear children before walking the Path while males generally prefer to wait, marrying late into their prime and taking a younger bride to ensure an heir. Jonathan was not one for tradition however and while walking his Path encountered Sofia.

Working a case in the Northern Region of British Columbia, Jonathan was tracking a particularly malicious gancanagh when he determined Sofia to be its next victim. Intercepting the gancanagh at a local ski cabin, Jonathan bought Sofia a drink, baiting the jealous fae. During the course of the night, the two fell in love and together laid a trap for the gancanagh. From that night on, the pair were inseparable and Sofia quickly accepting the world that had been hidden from her previously, eagerly learning everything she could from Jonathan.

Over the next few months, the pair made their way down the Western coast. With nary a job between them, Jonathan and Sofia got by the same way Jäger had for centuries, grifting and petty theft. Jonathan's talents were within the casinos, a sucker for a card table, he had an 'unnatural' lucky streak when it came to blackjack. Sofia's skills, however, were a tad more diverse, in no small part due to her rather deft hands. Between various 'borrowed' cars, hotel rooms and dive bars, the pair kept moving until one night, Sofie emerged excitedly from the bathroom.

She was with child.

Ellara Charlotte Van Abrams was born late into the evening on one fateful Wednesday in September of 1993. Despite their original plans to head South, Jonathan routed his new family back East believing it to be the safer Path. Staying put for no more than a year at a time, Ellara's earliest memories revolve around the family's many moves as Jonathan uprooted the family in order both to appease the Jäger Council and to keep his family from being discovered by the monsters he swore to hunt.

As soon as Ellara was old enough to talk, her mother began to involve her in helping fund the family. By the age of five, Ellara could size up a mark and was capable of picking the pocket of an unsuspecting adult. Aside from learning to aid the family, Ellara was also home-schooled by her mother. Though her learning was behind that of other children her age, Ellara was sharp and possessed a keen mind for learning.

Despite this, Ellara was never let in on the family secret as her mother wanted to shield her until she and Jonathan both felt she was old enough. Unfortunately for her, Sofia wouldn't live to see that day nor Ellara's eighth birthday. Returning home from a day out with her father, Ellara entered their Memphis home before running upstairs to greet her mother. What she found, however, would remain in her nightmares for the rest of her life.

Entering into the bedroom, Ellara came to a halt in the middle of the empty room only for a drop of something warm to fall from the ceiling, landing on her forehead as she looked up into the silently screaming face of her mother. Running into the bedroom, Jonathan quickly grabbed Ellara before rushing her into his car. Her father never retrieved Sofia's body, instead, burning the house to the ground as it became nothing but smoke in the rearview mirror.

Driving Ellara across the country, Jonathan left the young girl in the care of his sister, Diana, and her husband, Thomas Roy. As Jonathan's younger sister, Diana was never 'activated' and as such was able to live out a fairly normal life. Despite this, she never had any children of her own, though not for lack of trying and was more than happy to help when Jonathan showed up on her doorstep with her niece in tow.

Ellara's eighth birthday was the first birthday she celebrated without either of her biological parents. Though her father would occasionally visit in the years that follow, the pair eventually grew estranged. Living with her Aunt and Uncle, her Aunt quickly realized that due to living on the Path, Ellara was too far behind on her academics to be enrolled in a public school. Instead, Diana enrolled Ellara in a private home group and enlisted the help of a tutor to bring her up to speed. By the age of twelve, Ellara was enrolled into a public junior high school where she was forced to adjust to the transition of going from homeschooling to the public education system at one of the more awkward times in a young woman's life.

If junior high was the worst two years of Ellara's life, then high school was the ninth circle of hell. During her freshman year, Ellara's Jäger abilities began to fully manifest. While she had seen glimpses of things she couldn't explain in her younger years, now walking down the hallway of her high school, Ellara could clearly see which of her classmates were not what they seemed.

Unfortunately, they could see her too.

Like most teenagers, Ellara was no stranger to breaking the rules, particularly when it came to her curfew. During her sophomore year of high school, Ellara snuck out of her bedroom in order to attend a party late one Friday evening. Stumbling home in the wee hours of the morning, Ellara froze when she saw flashes of red and blue illuminating her neighborhood street. Outside of her Aunt's and Uncle house was a pair of cruisers and an ambulance pulled in the driveway. Running home, Ellara was prevented from entering the house, her Uncle coming to comfort her outside, but her aunt was nowhere to be found. It was only after Ellara saw the covered body wheeled out of the house that she realized the extent of the events that had transpired during her absence.

With the death of her Aunt, the relationship between Ellara and her Uncle became strained. The two may have shared a house, but that was about all as he withdrew completely from Ellara, blaming her and her father for the untimely death of his wife. Though he allowed Ellara to finish her secondary education, Thomas refused to legally adopt the girl and the moment she graduated high school, Ellara returned home to find her room packed, her belongings loaded into a rented truck.

Leaving behind her home in Seattle, Ellara headed South, driving through parts of Washington, Oregon, and California before eventually arriving in the golden city of Santa Celia. With only enough money to secure a small apartment and minimal experience to acquire a job, Ellara fell up the skills she had learned from her father and mother. Unfortunately for Ellara, it didn't take long until she found herself in the back of a police cruiser.

Sentenced to fifty hours of community service due in part both to her offense and due to her disruptive behavior in court. Ellara was put to work in a soup kitchen where she met pub owner, Patrick O'Sullivan, who took a liking to the young woman, eventually offering her a part-time position at her pub, the Tír na nÓg. While Ellara's personable skills didn't exactly make her a great waitress, Patrick was patient with the young girl and eventually found her a place behind the bar.

Working in the bar, Ellara began to see more and more things that she couldn't explain. It seemed as though the supernatural were as drawn to her as she was to them and for Ellara, that was terrifying. One thing it did do, however, began to shed light on various parts of her life as Ellara began to realize why her father had kept their family on the move in her early years.

Realizing she needed to provide herself with more options in life, Ellara began to attend the Dorado Community College for business during the day while spending her evenings at the bar. Impressed by Ellara's new drive, O'Sullivan promoted the young woman, putting her in charge of the managing and stocking the bar.

In the midst of all these changes, Ellara became activated which could only mean her father was killed while continuing to walk the Path. Devastated at the realization, Ellara lost focus and eventually fell too far behind in her studies which led to her abandoning her pursuit of a secondary education. Falling into a depression-like slump, Ellara is now living paycheque to paycheque, barely getting by as she spends the money she earns by slinging alcohol on bottle after bottle for herself. Surrendering to a life of slinging drinks at the Tír na nÓg, Ellara spends each night expecting it to be her last, the night when something finally comes for her.

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^{▼ Ancestral Activation}

At the age of twenty-five, Ellara's eyes were opened to an entirely new world, one that had been hiding in plain sight before her eyes. When an elder Jäger passes on, their memories and skills are passed along to their closest heir. In this case, the heir was Ellara, and the elder Jäger unbeknownst to her was her late father. When this happened, the memories and training of Ellara's ancestors were passed onto their living descendant, 'activating' Ellara as a Jäger.

It is for this reason that, Ellara has a natural aptitude for fighting as it is her ancestors' memories imprinting themselves on her reflexes and reactions which acts as a sort of instinctual intuition. She gained their knowledge of fighting against the supernatural, and with it their weapons' skills and preferences. As part of her heritage, Ellara also possesses incredible observational abilities and keen instincts.

Perhaps the most valuable, though underutilized skill that Ellara gain upon being activated is her 'Divine Tongue'. Through her ancestors, Ellara has become something of an omniglot, capable of speaking and reading languages she has never heard of. The additional cones in her retinas allow Ellara to view written language in a way most humans can't, and to see messages under the letters left by others like her. In addition to the modern language, Ellara possesses the gift of a 'Nightingale Tongue' and has an innate, almost imprinted understanding of 'Divine Languages' such as Latin, Gothic, Enochian and most notably, the 'Language of the Birds'. This is a significant contributor to Ellara's natural connection to the supernatural and therefore affinity for performing mystic arts if given the correct direction or training.

^{► Limitation(s)}

Ellara's inexperience as a Jäger is her biggest limitation despite having grown up seeing the supernatural, Ellara never had anyone to guide her nor train her despite her 'Ancestral Activation'. As such, while she can survive on instinct alone, if Ellara ever starts actively pursuing her heritage, she will quickly find herself outgunned and outmaneuvered by beings who have centuries more experience in confronting and defeating Jäger.

Additionally, due to the overwhelming amount of information unlocked in her mind upon 'activation' and her 'Divine Tongue', Ellara can suffer from bouts of glossolalia, or 'Speaking in Tongues' which makes it near impossible to communicate with others unless they're familiar with the tongue or a translator is provided.

^{► Weakness(es)}

The greatest drawback to being an 'activated' Jäger is the numerous memories and personalities that cloud the mind of the new hunter. The mental strain alone has left Jäger in the past institutionalized upon being activated and not everyone survives the ordeal. Some Jäger have even had their personalities and sense of identity completely overwritten upon activation creating a loss of self and almost a reincarnated form for the previous Jäger.

While activation can aid a Jäger in combat, it is not a suitable replacement for actual training and over-reliance upon inherited memories can lead to a Jäger's downfall. Additionally, the memories provided by her 'activation' are limited to just that, being memories. If Ellara encounters anything new or unfamiliar, she has no aid from her 'activation' and must resolve the situation on her own.

^{► Application(s)}

The primary application of the Jäger's ancestral activation is to preserve their knowledge and skills through each subsequent generation. This method also allows for accelerated training and avoiding learning curbs due to being able to draw upon the experience of those who came before.

^{▼ Jäger Physiology}

Ellara has a unique physiology gained from a long ancestry dating back most famously to Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm. While her abilities are underdeveloped, Ellara still possesses several differences from a base human. The first of these differences is nearly undetectable, Ellara possesses two additional cones in her eyes' photoreceptor cells which allows her to see things that escape detection from the average human eye. Predominantly, this allows Ellara to see and detect the presence of the supernatural whether those around her want to seen or not. Ellara's sense of smell and her sense of hearing are also enhanced and with the proper training could be honed to the point where Ellara's hearing or sense of smell alone could compensate entirely for the loss of her sight. Additionally, Ellara possesses a sixth sense, a sort of supernatural 'radar' that provides her with an overwhelming 'gut feeling' whenever she's in the vicinity of something belonging to the supernatural.

The most notable aspect of Ellara's Jäger Physiology is her resilience to physical harm. As a Jäger, Ellara's body is substantially more durable and resistant to blunt force trauma than that of an ordinary human's and she possesses an incredibly high pain tolerance. It is difficult, though not impossible, to bruise Ellara and even more difficult to create strain on her joints or break her bones. Ellara possesses a sort of metaphysical strength that is not related to her physical mass and thus is hard to fully gauge. At best, it puts her above a trained strongman but not on a level that one would consider superhuman. Likewise, her physical speed, agility, and reflexes are also enhanced and while impressive to an average human, anyone one of these attributes would be rapidly outpaced by an individual possessing a superhuman trait of the aforementioned.

While a regular person may require eight to ten hours of sleep, Ellara requires considerably less but still needs rest to function. Ellara herself is capable of staying awake for days but this will result in her 'crashing' and her body forcing her to sleep for half a day. Provided Ellara is left undisturbed while she recuperates, there will be no lingering disabilities. When sleeping, Ellara can recover from most non-lethal injuries, the severity of which will determine how long she requires rest. Likewise, her body can sustain itself on very little food and water, having nearly double the threshold for dehydration or starvation that a human has, which leads to Ellara eating relatively lightly on an average day but capable of putting away large amounts of food after a long fought battle.

^{► Limitation(s)}

The Jäger's sixth sense for the supernatural is not accurate, it can only inform the Jäger that there is a being of supernatural origin within a fifty-foot radius. It cannot determine who is the supernatural being or even what kind of supernatural being it is. A Jäger who is not accustomed to the sensation of their 'sixth sense' may also feel nauseous, even violently ill which would do them more harm than good. Additionally, Ellara's Jäger Physiology does nothing to alert her of the presence of enhanced beings outside of the supernatural spectrum.

Ellara is also something of a technophobe, preferring to do things by hand whenever possible and using computers and cellphones sparingly. Furthermore, a lifetime of seeing what others can't has left Ellara in poor mental health and quite damaged. This has led to Ellara often refusing friends, help or aid even when in need of any of the aforementioned.

^{► Weakness(es)}

There are several noticeable weaknesses to Ellara's Jäger Physiology. The first of which is that in the same way Ellara can see the Supernatural, they too can see what she is. When her abilities see through the disguise of a supernatural, her own nature is revealed to them. Despite their resounding resilience against blunt force, a Jäger can be injured by conventional bullets, bladed weapons, and more advanced weaponry just as easily as an ordinary human can. Likewise, despite being able to perform it, Jäger's are not immune to magic and can be harmed or even killed from offensive spells.

All Jäger suffer from a weakness to 'Witch Blood' which is a literal term and refers to blood belonging to a living practitioner of magic. Weapons or objects laced with Witch Blood have a toxic reaction with a Jäger, causing burns upon contact and preventing wounds from closing. Ingestion of Witch Blood can lead to a Jäger being reduced to human levels if not outright killing them pending the quantity of dosage.

As a Jäger's primary method of recovery is through sleep, this leaves them with only two choices while injured requiring them to either continue fighting while wounded or to retreat in order to sleep. Either way, this decision could lead to the Jäger's untimely death due to falling in battle or being discovered while unable to defend themselves.

^{► Application(s)}

A Jäger is designed to do one thing, and one thing very well, protect the world from the threats of the supernatural. As such, they equipped to seek out, discovery and destroy any supernatural threats, possessing the natural tools to survive and overcome any encounter especially when trained to do so.

^{▼ Runic Markings}

While a Jäger's Physiology provides a significant boon against the forces of the supernatural, when faced with overwhelming odds, Jäger are known to mark their skin with arcane runes. This practice traces back to their Germanic origins and often is done using Germainc Runes however some Jäger are known to favour Enochian instead. The actual rune itself is mostly ceremonial and it is the magic sealed within the symbol that has the greatest influence on the effect of the rune.

Application of a rune requires a skilled practitioner of magic, specifically one skilled in alchemy due to the process involved in the mixing of the ink. No two runes require the same combination of ingredients and almost every mixture contains an ingredient of a magical origin. For this reason, runes are sparingly used and only applied in dire circumstances. Amongst the Jäger, there are specific members who dedicate their lives to learning how to craft and draw runes, those who walk the path often bring tribute to these 'Scribes' as compensation for their services.

While these runes are almost exclusively used by the Jäger, they could be applied to a mundane however the detrimental effects would be accelerated without the Jäger's constitution to stand up to the toxicity of the runic concoction. Outside of ritualistic body modifications, runes are also used on weapons in order to create specific effects and enchantments. If applied during the forging process, the rune is more stable and often has a longer period of use than a rune added to a pre-existing weapon.

^{► Limitation(s)}

Each rune can only contain one effect and the use of multiple runes accelerates the risk of poisoning within a host or degradation of a weapon. Damage to the rune can render it unstable and any sort of breaking of the symbol will render it useless to the host or user. In the event of a damaged rune, pending the extent of the damage, a Scribe may be able to touch it up and stabilize the magic but a ruined rune will need to be removed and reapplied.

^{► Weakness(es)}

Runic Markings are exceptional volatile both to apply and to the host. Ingredients need to be measured precisely and mixed exactly otherwise the rune will fail or worst, backfire in horrific ways. The rune itself will fade with each use but must also be cleansed from the host system using a purification concoction. Failing to cleanse the rune from the host after it has been extinguished, will result in a form of arcane blood poisoning to the host. Continued neglect will eventually lead to madness and a mindless, feral state turning the afflicted Jäger into a zombie-like creature.

Much like the rune itself, the purification process requires the correct alchemical concoction and depending on the state of blood poisoning and the rune that caused it may require a stronger blend or specific ingredients. If prepared incorrectly, the purification concoction can lead to severe side effects if not outright killing the consumer.

^{► Application(s)}

Runes are used to compliment a Jäger in any area they're lacking or to specifically target a known weakness. They can be used not only to bolster both offense or defense but also create specific situational effects if given the time to prepare.

^{▼ Tongue of the Nightingale}

The tongue of the Nightingale or 'Divine Tongue' is a Jäger's unique gift that gives them the ability to command and understand both written and spoken language in a way more humans can't. Considered to be 'Priority Speakers' when casting incantations or banishing beings from this plane, a Jäger's words take precedence over those of a rival caster or opponent. In addition to this, Jäger's are able to see messages hidden behind words and characters especially in the cast of rune or glyph based writing. Due to their 'Divine Tongue' and enhanced sight, new messages can appear on a page that wasn't present before due to the Jäger's mind being able to extrapolate the hidden text.

Combined with her ancestral knowledge, Ellara possesses a high degree of mastery over language and the longer she remains 'activated', the more ingrained her knowledge of Earth's various tongues will become. As a side effect, all Jäger speak in perfect pitch and share a natural talent for singing, storytelling and other vocal forms of communication.

^{► Limitation(s)}

The Divine Tongue, while granting a Jäger a mastery over language, does not allow for instantaneous learning of foreign tongues. Pronunciation may come easier to a Jäger but they will still need to learn the ins and outs of a new language if they wish to speak it correctly. The only exceptions to this rule are the Divine Languages which are ingrained within a Jäger's subconscious.

^{► Weakness(es)}

The Divine Tongue is not a universal translator and when confronted with a foreign language not in their repertoire whether, through their ancestral memories or their own learned, a Jäger will be as lost as those also involved in the conversation. This goes both ways in that a Jäger will not automatically begin speaking the foreign language in order to communicate when necessary. Languages not of Earth or based on other forms of communication such as pheromones or even sign language will present as much difficulty to understand to a Jäger as anyone else.

^{► Application(s)}

The greatest application of the Divine Tongue is casting or countering magic. Due to being a 'Priority Speaker' the Jäger will be able to overcome most lesser practitioners as well as being able to unleash a powerful offensive of their own.

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^{► Gambling}

One of the numerous ways that Jäger make money, Ellara, like her father, favours gambling over grifting. Traditionally Jäger have used runes and magic to rig slot machines for an easy buck, but those who enjoy the challenge like Jonathan and Ellara favour card tables. Learning to count cards from a young age and to read people, Ellara has excellent 'luck' at a table.

^{► Grifting}

Due to their given lifestyle, most Jäger cannot hold down a job and must rely on less savory methods to get by. Due to this, Ellara has learned how to con people out of their money using a variety of cheap tricks, stacked bets and otherwise false pretenses.

^{► Mixologist}

One of the more popular bartenders at the 'Tír na nÓg', Ellara is responsible for maintaining the supplies and inventory of the bar. Outside of this, she serves customers, generally working in the evening and leaving before midnight. As a bartender, Ellara is very familiar with the preparation of classic cocktails and is responsible not only serving both alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks but also for formulating new, themed or seasonal drinks for the bar's various events.

^{► Pickpocket}

From a young age, Ellara was taught by her mother to blend into a crowd, but she was encouraged to let her hands wander. Training on a coat rigged with bells, Ellara learned how to deftly snake her hands in and out of pockets, purses and anything else that could hold a plump wallet. While she has gotten rusty, desperate times have pushed for her to try again.

^{► Pragmatic Combatant}

As Ellara's 'Ancestral Activation' is far from consistent or reliant and as it has only occurred in a very recent part of her life, she can't count on it in a fight. As her true nature has always been with her, the supernatural have been attacking her the majority of her life and because of this, Ellara has become accustomed to fighting with whatever is at hand. Capable of thinking quickly on her feet and making the best use of her surroundings, Ellara has become an accomplished pragmatist.

^{► Street Smart}

Ellara has the experience and knowledge necessary to deal with any potential difficulties or dangers of living in a modern urban environment. Raised on the road, Ellara's parents never shyed away from letting Ellara see the world for what it was. She knows how to get what she wants and she's aware that money and sex appeal go a lot further than manners or hardwork. Ellara can figuratively listen to the rhythm of a city's heart to locate whatever service she desires whether legal or illegal.

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^{► Diana Roy (neé Van Abrams) (Deceased)}

When her sister and law was found murdered, Diana's brother Jonathan turned up on her doorstep with his young daughter in tow asking his sister to keep her safe. As an unactivated Jäger, Jonathan assumed nothing would come looking for Diana but unfortunately all Jäger, activated or not are at risk. Raising Ellara from the age of seven until her death during Ellara's sophomore year of high school, Diana never tried to be Ellara's mom, something that the young woman never had a chance to properly thank her for.

^{► Jonathan Van Abrams (Deceased)}

Originally a young, cocky, Jäger, Ellara's father was immediately sobered to the realities of the Path after the death of his wife Sofia. Traditionally trained by the Council, Jonathan had always seen rules more as guidelines that applied to other people and so he took a wife while on the Path despite the Council's obvious displeasure. It was only after Sofia's death that Jonathan realized the wisdom in the council's rules. Leaving his daughter in the arms of his sister, Jonathan went off in search of vengeance for Sofia only to die himself seventeen years later from the same unknown foe.

^{► Sofia Van Abrams (neé Castell) (Deceased)}

A young free-spirited woman, Ellara's mother met Jonathan while the latter was walking the Path, having taken a detour into Whistler in pursuit a particularly malevolent gancanagh who had been preying on tourists. Upon meeting Jonathan, Sofia fell head over heels and became enamored with the ruggedly handsome Jäger. The two enjoyed a whirlwind romance which culminated in the birth of their daughter, Ellara. Traveling the Path as a family, Sofia was rarely away from her daughter, imparting everything she could onto the girl until her unfortunate death eighteen years ago.

^{► Thomas Roy}

The husband of the late Diana Roy, Thomas Roy is Ellara's estranged Uncle and as far as she knows, her last surviving family member. The pair had never been particularly close but the distance between them became notable following Diana's death. As he was aware of both Diana and Jonathan's lineage, Thomas holds Ellara responsible for Diana's death and so when the girl graduated high school, he cut all ties with her out of fear and a selfish need for self-preservation.

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^{► Caleb Murdoch}

A member of the Wodan's Clan Motorcycle Club, Caleb or Cal is a subverted example of what people expect from one of the West Coast's most notorious biker gangs.

^{► Jäger Council of Elders}

During the height of the Jäger's history, a council of their wisest was put together to train and govern over the others to ensure the survive of the order. While the Jäger themselves have diminished greatly over the course of the last couple centuries, the Council still exists, reaching out to newly activated Jäger in order to try and maintain some semblance of their order.

^{► Natalie Ellis as portrayed by Silver Carrot}

Ellara's roommate for the past eight months, the pair moved in together after Ellara was evicted from her apartment in downtown Santa Celia for missing rent due to her spiraling behavior following the death of her father. While Natalie and Ellara aren't close by any means, the pair is civil and friendly on the times when they do converse with one another. At this point, however, neither knows anything about the other's past or abilities.

^{► Patrick O'Sullivan}

Patrick 'Paddy' O'Sullivan is a kindly older man who owns and operates the Tír na nÓg pub on Milk Street. Having met Ellara while she was serving out her community service, Paddy took an immediate liking to the girl and her attitude and offered her a job at his pub to help the young woman get on her feet. Since then, the two have bonded with Paddy acting as a surrogate grandfather to the girl who never knew her own. Paddy has a soft spot for Ellara that doesn't go unnoticed by his other staff and as of lately has become something of a tense issue due to Ellara's spiraling behaviour.

^{► Riley Sheridan}

A former Santa Celia Police Department Forensic Scientist turned Paranormal Investigator. Riley was let go from the force when he began to connect one too many of Santa Celia's bodies to the supernatural. Although he was technically right in his assumptions, the truth was dismissed by his superiors and Riley was let go and discredited. Now, he works as a paranormal investigator, determined to prove his legitmacy and uncover the truth of what lies in the shadows.

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^{► 6th Street Blood Cult}

The 6^th Street Blood Cult is a gang specializing in the creation and distribution of designer drugs. The trafficking of the drugs is often done in conjunction with prostitution, the prostitutes giving their clients a free hit in order to get them hooked, coupling two repeat businesses together. That all said, the price for the Blood Cult's services is quite high, given that the majority of the gang's members are also vampires. It's not uncommon for a customer to turn up deceased and completely drained of blood.

^{► Alexander Mayhew}

A powerful and nearly immortal warlock, Alexander 'Xander' Mayhew maintains his life by trading souls in his stead. Operating an antique store located in the Milk Street Bottling District, Mayhew often sells his client cursed items which wreak havoc on their lives. This is where Mayhew offers to reverse the effects in the form of a blood sealed deal that condemns their soul, effectively allowing Mayhew to once again escape his fate.

^{► Wodan's Clan Motorcycle Club}

A motorcycle gang that frequents Santa Celia's West Side, the Clan often comes to blows with the Blood Cult due to both groups heavily dealing in the drug trade. In addition to trafficking, the Clan also takes under the table work, often in the form of hired muscle. Violent crime tends to follow the gang where ever they go, though convictions rarely stick as their victims' cause of death is almost always found to an animal attack. This is because the Clan is predominantly made up of werewolves meaning they're the last group of bikers you want to run into under a full moon.

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^{► 121b Stoker Street, Ruthven Heights, Unit 814}

An office building converted into a thirteen story apartment complex, Ruthven Heights is located in Santa Celia's former bottling district, Milk Street. For the time being, is where Ellara calls home after being evicted from her previous residence in the city's ritzy downtown. Down on her luck and spiraling, Ellara was forced to look for a roommate to split costs in order to keep her living expenses down. As such, Ellara lives in a modest two-bedroom apartment that she shares with Natalie Ellis. The pair began living together after Ellara's downward spiral forced her to abandon her own apartment and seek out a roommate to make the costs of living more manageable. Both girls keep to themselves, communicating often only when necessary.

Ellara's room is spartan and unkempt, piles of both clean and discarded clothes fill the corners of the room. A disorganized closet sits open, the doors nearly falling off their hinges while its contents hang loosely from mismatched hangers. Ellara's bed is never made, and often the sheets and comforter too lay upon the floor instead of atop the mattress. Empty bottles and cans often litter her bedroom floor though Ellara does at least make an effort to remove them every few days least the smell offend Natalie.

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^{► The Tír na nÓg}

The Tír na nÓg, or simply the 'Nog' is a pub located on Milk Street and was among the first of a new wave of development that spread to the district during the tail end of the Nineties. Modeled after a traditional Irish Pub, the interior is often dimly lit and is decorated in dark colours with oak based moldings, wooden plank floors, and black leather accents. The bar itself is made of solid white oak and covered in a dark varnish. Behind it are mirror-backed, lightly illuminated shelves which are always fully stocked with just about every poison on the market to quench any thirst.

The pub is split between two levels, with the bottom floor having a private dining room, a raised stage and dance floor and of course numerous booths all centered around the bar which sits three steps below the rest of the bar. The kitchen and facilities are also hidden away on the lower level, with the kitchen tucked away behind the bar while the restrooms are towards the exit.

The upper floor is a mezzanine, providing additional viewing for the stage along with several booths and small tables. There's also a second, smaller bar towards the back of the upper level which is only used over the weekend and for special events. A pair of offices also sit on the upper floor, the larger of the two belonging to Patrick O'Suliven, the Nog's first and only owner, while the smaller is a rotating office used by the front of house, kitchen and bar managers including Ellara herself.

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^{► Milk Street Bottling District}

Once home to the city's milk bottling factory, the Milk Street District has become known as something of a 'hipster' neighborhood with old factories converted into unique housing, clubs, and dive-bar concert halls. A common alternative for the mature students and young working class of Santa Celia, the Milk District offers a completely different feel, being much more down to earth than some of the city's other neighborhoods. Due to its slight distance from the center of the city and the old bottling factory, the neighborhood is filled with its own sights, sounds, and tastes. Milk Street is considered an ideal location for underground concerts and raves due to the large, abandoned factories which sit empty. The area seems to tailor itself in particular to alternative acts and indie artists.

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^{► Anderson, Archie}

Ellara formally met Archie for the first time after the latter spent the night with her roommate, Natalie. Unofficially, Ellara and Archie had met several times prior due to Archie's frequenting of the Tír na nÓg as his choice watering hole. Parting amicably, the two have no further defined interaction beyond a simple, if not awkward, introduction.

^{► Collins, Eli}

Eli and Ellara were introduced through the Foster Siblings during the events of MONSTER. Despite being moderately pleasant with one another, the pair had yet to build any sort of familiarity beyond exchanging pleasantries.

^{► Ellis, Natalie}

Natlie has been Ellara's roommate for the past eight months and while the two don't share a close friendship, they are friendly towards one another and generally respectful due to their living situation. At this point, however, neither knows anything about the other's past or abilities.

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There are no characters currently related to Ellara.

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^{► Foster, Kyle}

Kyle had accompanied Kayle to the Tír na nÓg where the pair had proceeded to interogate Ellara. Though he did most of the conversing, it was not his prescence which set Ellara off. Subsequent encounters with Kyle however have revealed he has little patience for the fledgling Jäger and her antics leading to Ellara preferring to converse with Kayla alone rather than in the company of her brother.

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^{► None}

There are no characters currently platonic with Ellara.

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^{► Foster, Kayla}

Having approached Ellara the day after a victim of a spree killer was discovered near the Tír na nÓg, Kayla's supernatural nature triggered Ellara's Jäger sight. Caught off guard, the Tourist began to question Ellara, leading to her having a miniature breakdown and fleeing her place of work. While initially hostile towards Kayla, subsequent encounters have led to some mutual flirting between Kayla and Ellara.

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^{► Bianchi, Mauro}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Mauro.

^{► Castillo-Armstrong, Nathan}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Nathan.

^{► Dark, Joseph}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Joseph.

^{► Gjanarsson, Rókur}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Rókur.

^{► Hanson, Nicole}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Nicole.

^{► Jauregi, Nikita}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Nikita.

^{► Kensington, Logan}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Logan.

^{► Light, Serene}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Serene.

^{► Muller, Moses}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Moses.

^{► Murray, Ember}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Ember.

^{► Srisati, Everly}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Everly.

^{► Wheeler, Andrea}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Andrea.

^{► Wong, Sarah}

There is no currently established relationship between Ellara and Sarah.

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Archie

THE BEAST OF SANTA CELIA

_______________________________________________ Andrew 'Archie' Malcom Anderson _______________________________________________ 03/25/1984 | 34 | American _______________________________________________ Seperated | ♂ | Straight _______________________________________________ Bachelors in Mechanical Engineering | Aircraft Maintainence Technician _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 5'10" / 9'4 • Weight | 181 lbs / 3500lbs • Build | Average / Bulky • Hair Colour | Brown / N/A • Eye Colour | Blue / White Miscellaneous Items ___________________________________ [+] //Notes: • Other | "When he's a lizard, he has some really nice knockers for a dude. Enough to turn on a 7th grader." //Paraphernalia: • Flask | Archie carries a flask of something that's somewhere between jet fuel and whiskey on his hip. Not even he seems to like it.

A p p e a r a n c e D e t a i l s If you looked at Archie, your first impressions would lead you to believe that he was a man down on his luck, and you wouldn’t be too far off from the truth. Underneath the worry lines, permanently frown, and his baggy clothing are broad shoulders and kind eyes. His complexion is good, as he is long past the age where he needs to worry about acne, with no natural blemishes on his person. He does however have many scars and scrapes from his rough and tumble life. Several of which are scrapes and burn scars all over his hands and a couple on his arms and legs, which appear to be nothing more than rough housing mementos. The structure of his face is mostly angular, with high cheek bones, but his jaw squares off at his chin. Along his chin, jaw, and cheeks he wears thin but somewhat unkempt facial hair. He has thick eyebrows and lashes which frame intense blue eyes. His light brown hair though, is quickly combed with his fingers, most of the time achieving that ‘I got ready in 15 minutes’ look. He naturally walks and talks with a charming demeanor, that his exuberance infects all of his conversations and has a sort of charismatic disposition that brings out the better parts of people. It is such a shame that this side of him hasn’t shown in a while. He has a deep, strong, projecting yet somewhat gravely voice that carries a slight southern accent to it. There isn't any one particular outfit that he leans towards. The style may change from relaxed, sometimes classy, sporty, whatever the situation demands. He generally has a rugged look to his person. Brown or black leather jackets are his preferred outerwear, but hoodies are not uncommon. He usually avoids shorts. What kind of jeans or pants doesn’t really matter to him, but he tends to shoot for boot cut jeans that tend to tighten around his waist, providing comfort and a secure fit. His shoes are boots, almost always boots. Though it may change according to the situation - sports often call for sneakers, and a fancy outing requires more refined dress shoes. These he has. As of late Archie has found himself going for clothing that is relaxed and easy to move in due to his newfound affliction.

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Outwardly, Archie can be charming, forward, and proud. A peculiar mixture of relaxed and energetic are what makes up his disposition depending on how much alcohol is in his system. He's talkative in the right crowd and has very many stories to share regarding his hijinks, adventures, and mishappens he has experienced throughout the extent of his life. He has a large presence and a forceful voice, coupled with charm, people tend to see him as a leader. Not because he's earned it, but because he rallies those to him well. He will pay you back if you do him a favor or if you get on his good side. This being said, he isn't very frequently refused and so the ugly side he's been at odds with for most of his lift isn't seen as often one might expect - and while he has had a history with aggression, he isn't actually too prone to being aggressive in his interactions with others. At least not anymore.

While Archie could certainly use to such measures if he felt them necessary, years of anger management classes have taught him to consider himself above such nonsense most of the time, but on that same note, he can also be very petty. He knows he's better than that, he knows that holding grudges doesnt help anything, and that doing so is not the answer. That's just over-compensating and, quite frankly, says more about him than the other person.

Archie likes to tell himself that he does what’s right because it’s right and he doesnt need another reason- but he is not some paragon of morality. He is human, and his allegiances often align with those that provide him the greatest benefit, or is of greater influence than a person of little say. He can be selfish, but he tries to be better even if he isnt always successful.

Innately, Archie is a very angry and lost individual. He cares about what the world wants too much, I mean he's just out here trying to make his own way and survive. To climb and scratch his way to the top. Perhaps that's better achieved if he hadn't had such a penchant for self destruction. He cares only for himself (with few exceptions) and isn't above taking out his anger on those around him. He has a lot of pent up rage and frustration. Of course his relationship for his immediate family is less than ideal, and this has deeply affected him and his ability to trust forgiveness. All he wants is to get out of this hole that he's himself. He wants to get back on good terms with his ex-wife, and earn back the right calling himself a good man. All of these feelings are deep inside him and hidden from the world, and it is those more bitter emotions that are channeled into his ferocity as his alter ego. But on top of all his buried thoughts and feelings are layers of a persona he has chosen to portray himself as because it is what he thinks he should be. A persona that feels everything that he thinks he is supposed to feel, and this persona runs so deep he has difficulty finding the difference between what he wants, and what he thinks he should want.

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Archie was born in March of 1984, and has spent most of his life facing issues with anger management. Most of his childhood life isn't too far off from normal, but as he became a teenager he began lashing out with more ferocity and anger. Nothing too atypical for a young man with known anger issues. He attended classes for this, and eventually learned how to manage himself more appropriate.

For the better part of his life, Archie has been a normal person. He went to university, got a degree, made friends, and found someone who he was compatible with. He had a dog, and then a kid. All the the while he didn't have a single major incident. The child came unexpectedly, and when he found himself becoming a father before he was ready or even wanted, things began to change. His marriage was strained, and he began to feel trapped. But he was a good father to his boy. He refused to let his discontentment show around him. One day, while unloading groceries from his groceries from his car with his son, the car's emergency brake failed. His little boy didn't have a chance.

His marriage fell apart after that. Between blaming himself and grief he turned to drinking, and when he drank his anger got the best of him. While he never laid a finger on his wife, the relationship became so toxic that there was no way for the two of them to be together. She left.

These days, Archie has found himself drinking his sorrows away until he's gone, and then waking up in the morning in strange places with torn clothes and no recollection of what happened. Perhaps it is his punishment for what happened and what he did. All he knows is that he is deep in a pit of self inflicted despair with no idea how to dig himself out.

The alleyways and sewers of Santa Celia are plagued with something foreign, something wrong. A foul mixture of man and beast stalks the underworld. The homeless and the beggars have moved for fear the the rumors are true- that it preys upon the sick and the weak like a feral wolf in the night.

They say it stands over nine feet tall, with glowing white eyes. Those that it selects oftentimes aren't found or seen again- but the creature has a penchant for those that do wrong. Thieves, dealers, gangbangers... perhaps the creature serves as some lawfully insidious force of good, as so many are. It is a manifestation of the society's fear and frustration of their exploitation. A righteous, primal rage, and may god have mercy on those who bear witness.

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Superhuman Ability | Beast of Burden

Archie is a gigantic hominid reptilian of immense stature and physical strength. Archie is built like a truck, with a robust body and thick muscular limbs. His size and powerful build grants him incredible strength- more than he has any right to have. Enough to damage structures, bend steel, and potentially resist enormous amounts physical punishment. Like most reptiles, his thick and scaly coat of dermal armor his body is covered in makes him incredibly resilient and he has displayed the ability to continue performing and functioning even when an alarmingly large portion of his body has been damaged. The beast also has an impressive ability to regenerate body parts. Losing a limb or taking an otherwise deadly blow likely wouldn't do much more than slow him down for a while. Physiologically, Archie's bestial state has incredible sensory abilities that are characteristic of reptiles such as color night vision, enhanced olfactory abilities in the form of a Jacobson's organ, and heightened hearing.

Limitation(s) | Different levels of injury require different amounts of time to bounce back from. Being hit by a car might result in a few fractures, which would mend within the hour. Being shot in the lung, if the bullet is high enough caliber to penetrate his hide, would put him out of the fight. He might be a juggernaut, but he is not invincible. Archie's regeneration also does not extend into his human form. If he loses and arm somehow in his bestial state, when he transforms back to his human self all healing is suspended. If the wound is still open, this can result in a very dire situation. His healing resumes only when he transforms once again.

This ability to heal so efficiently and quickly paused Archie's instinctual urge to hold himself back in strength related activities. Under normal conditions most beings use only 20-30% of their potential muscle usage. Archie is very capable of using 100%- resulting in muscle fiber damage and other issues that would be crippling. Lifting or flipping vehicles, while possible, is taxing on his body. Sometimes too taxing. If the beast is subject to enough physical strain in a short time frame that his ability to heal cannot keep up with it, he is very likely to prematurely return to his human state.

Weakness(es) | At all times that Archie is not a monster, he is a regular human being with no superhuman abilities. He has a very limited ability to activate his powers (and even less ability to end them). This means that Archie will sometimes turn quickly and with no warning. The transformation usually takes a few minutes to fully progress. It is extremely painful, usually putting him into shock after the first dozen seconds or so. Bones break and reform, and he swells in size. Certain portions of his body grow faster than others, making him look like a warped amalgamation before his whole body catches up with itself. The process is fairly fast, but still renders him fairly immobile during the process. His bestial state, while extremely powerful physically, is actually weakened physiologically. The bright lights, loud sounds, and harsh smells of the city make it nigh impossible for for him to perform higher functioning activities. He is capable of thinking and acting normal- and in the few moments he has where he is lucid he becomes a very different beast.

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Tough | Archie's a pretty tough cookie and tends to carry a 'tough guy' aura to him. He's gotten hurt, usually doing something to himself on accident, and is no stranger to pain.

Cars | Archie's could probably tear apart and put a car back together within the span of two days on his own. The man knows his vehicles.

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Archie's Ex-wife and family may/may not be brought into this. More information will be provided as necessary.

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Kayla Foster

K A Y L A F O S T E R

_______________________________________________ Kayla Jane Foster _______________________________________________ 06/03/1988 | 30 | Caucasian _______________________________________________ Single | ♀ | Straight _______________________________________________ High School Education | Tourist _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 5'6" • Weight | 132 lbs • Build | Fit • Hair Colour | Brown • Eye Colour | Grey-blue Miscellaneous Items ___________________________________ [+] //Notes: • Satchel | Certain activities and spells require certain types of activation ingredients that much be ingested, crushed, burnt, etc. Her satchel carries the basics, along with a tool or two, and usually her phone, and maybe a shiny rock if she finds one. //Paraphernalia: • Spellbook | Kayla knows to use a large amount of magic, but most spells require more that a few words and a flick of the fingers. Kayla has a spell book that is filled with information on those such spells.

A p p e a r a n c e D e t a i l s Kayla is a tough-looking girl, with an athletic body and well-developed musculature from her constant traveling and many endeavors. She has sometime tanned skin, and freckles which dot her body. She carries herself with grace: her head high, shoulders back, with a ladylike gait. She has a large variety scars and burns on her body. Her hands, particularly, are covered in light burn scarring, and her favorite and most noticeable scar in her collection is a huge jagged line that runs across her shoulder blades. Kayla is an attractive woman. She has a somewhat angular face, long and narrowing down to her chin. Her eyes are vaguely almond-shaped and are a greyish blue color like her brother. Her teeth are straight and white, but a few are artificial from her candy eating habits as child. Her hair, as well as her eyebrows, is a dark brown, and is quite long, coming down to the middle of her back when let down. She generally keeps her hair in a neat braid down her back or over her shoulder. As far as attire goes, Kayla is pretty easy. Her closet primarily comprises of leggings or jeans, sports bras, athletic material like Under Armor or Nike. She likes to wear a maroon jacket most of the time, claiming that the extra pockets give her extra storage and give her a little extra protection from the many things she's dealt with that try to hurt her. She always wears a pair of black combat boots. Most of her clothes are whites, blacks, and reds. She doesn’t wear any jewelry.

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Between the two of them, Kayla was always the troublemaker. While Kyle is soft spoken and task oriented, Kayla is loud and easily distracted. Since birth Kayla has had an affinity for sticking her nose where it doesn't belong.

Kayla is sarcastic and treats most things like a joke (whether appropriate or not) and maintains a fairly calm demeanor even in stressful situations, ranging to mildly annoyed as her worst most of the time. She's just not one to freak out. Kayla likes to hear herself talk, and if no one is around, she often takes to talking to herself. While her brother might seem somewhat distant, Kayla is a textbook extrovert and makes fast friends wherever she goes. She tries to keep to herself mostly on personal matters, but somewhat hypocritically he tends to ask about others due to the insatiable curiosity she was born with.

While Kayla loves messing with people and joking around, she does have a well developed sense of justice and will make a large effort to make amends if she finds that she's gone too far. Kayla does not have the sense of ruthlessness that he brother has, and has difficulty making the hard decisions- usually passing the burden to her brother.

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The Foster twins, Kyle and Kayla, belong to a small organization of close friends and families who simply refer to themselves as ‘Tourists’. They are not government-sanctioned in any proper manner, nor do they present themselves as an official business. They are simply folks who fancy themselves specialists in the art of dealing with problems of the supernatural variety. Monster hunting, curse breaking, they cover all bases that they can, and more often than not by making use of the arcane themselves in order to get the job done.

For the Fosters themselves, they were something of a special case. Their mother, Elizabeth Crane, was originally a Tourist who had been trained by her own father, Milo Crane - considered a veteran among the ranks. She’d developed quite the track record with her problem-solving, having traveled the world over both alone and in the company of other Tourists, helping where she could. During a spell of downtime however, she happened to meet a man who was, by all accounts, completely ordinary - Arnold Foster. What started as friendly discussions became the occasional get-together, and eventually escalated to full-blown marriage. Elizabeth tried to hold on to her life as a Tourist, but eventually decided to put it all behind her in order to properly raise her new pair of children, Kyle and Kayla - somewhat to the chagrin of her father, who was quite fond of the Tourist life, and much to her own naivety, thinking nothing nefarious would come catching up with her.

Elizabeth had seen her fair share of truly evil creatures, and not a fair few of them being the vengeful sort. Unfortunately, the Tourists just can’t beat them all. In 2004, Arnold and Elizabeth Foster were murdered on their way home one night by some remnant of work left undone in the past. And instead of simply pursuing vengeance in the name of his daughter and her husband, Milo Crane took things a step further, and brought sixteen-year-old Kyle and Kayla into the Tourist life after their grieving was over. He introduced them to the supernatural world, and made it clear to them that there was no going back now.

And the two of them were just fine with that.

Now, Kyle and Kayla have always been nigh-inseparable, but they have a sea of differences between them. Unlike her brother, Kayla was born with the potential to become a tourist, and began he schooling as soon as she could. While her brother deals with physical threats, Kayla strength is in her ability to diagnose and treat cursed ones, and sense the arcane in the world around her. Her specialties are illusionary and extra-sensory magic, along with typical destruction based capabilities. Kayla was made an official Tourist by the age of 21, alongside her brother, who had been tackling his own training all the while.

Tourist work wasn’t the Fosters’ immediate interest, however. What they were really after - at least, what Kyle was really after - was revenge for the murder of their parents. And old grandfather Milo was along for the ride. The three were beset with both supporters and naysayers, who told them revenge was either not worth it, or very, very worth it. The trio remained strong in their pursuit of vengeance, and ultimately disappeared for a span of several months. They resurfaced sometime later, spilling no fine details of their accomplishments. All the three said was that they got what they wanted, and all affairs had been settled. Nothing else was ever said of their secretive campaign, save for rumors and speculations, but nothing has ever been properly confirmed nor denied by the trio themselves.

Milo ‘retired’ from his role as a Tourist some years after, and seemingly disappeared off the face the Earth. No Tourists has ever made any fact of the matter clear, if indeed they knew anything regarding the storied life of that man. Kyle and Kayla, age 23 by then, were left to finally begin their work as Tourists proper, inheriting much of their grandfather's equipment and belongings to make their lives easier. They did as their predecessors did - they went places, they fought monsters, they broke curses. And they were every bit as good as Milo or Elizabeth had ever been.

After nearly a decade, things have settled some for the Tourists. The Foster twins are now charged with reconnaissance work in the city of Santa Celia, with no major goal other than to keep an eye on things and report whatever seems suspicious or out of the ordinary to their betters.

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Superhuman Ability | Witch Blood

Kayla was born with the arcane running through her veins, gifting her the ability to manipulate the world around her. In terms of tools of her trade, Kayla works with fire, ice, electricity, and telekinesis in various degrees and is also well versed in illusionary and extrasensory based magic- such as sensing the living around her, masking the sounds of her footsteps, camouflaging herself, or sensing other magically inclined or supernatural beings. Kayla also knows a respectable amount of restoration magic.

Limitation(s) | Using arcane abilities is taxing on one's body, borderline exhausting if used enough. Spells such as fire, telekinesis, electricity, and other more combative spells can only be used for a few dozen seconds at a time before she begins to lose her ability to shield herself from the adverse effects of said fire or electricity. Should she push herself beyond that, she can permanently injure herself and black out. Certain abilities such as telekinesis can only be used to a limited degree. She cannot lift anything more than the combined muscle power of her own body (so a few hundred pounds) and that is her limit. Lifting something of that weight requires focus and she is usually immobilized simply trying to hold the weight. This telekinesis has many applications and can also be applied as a force field of sorts- but in the same breath she still has a limited amount of energy she can absorb. A bullet fired from an AK-47 has about the same amount of energy as a football player running at 15mph, and she'd only be able to stop two or three before giving out herself. Certain spells such as muffling her footsteps or camouflage only last for a minute or so before needing to be recast and this can alert others, and she cannot sense other beings by default- she must cast it.

Weakness(es) | Kayla, aside from her magic, is a regular human with no real defenses against something she cannot see or cannot react to. Bullets, blades, bats, cars- she has no way of defending herself against these any better than a regular human can.

Restoration magic is dangerous and finicky. In order to heal someone other than the user, the user must first take on that person's wounds. This process can be incredibly painful and the usually the user has no control over which wounds are taken on in which order. In situations where precious seconds are important, sometimes it cannot be enough. A user can heal themselves with no drawbacks other than standard exhaustion, but if the user is healing a large amount of wounds in a short timeframe they might end up too wounded and tired to then heal themselves.

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First Aid | Kayla has hurt herself, and Kyle has been injured enough on the job, for her to have gotten quite good at acting as a first responder. She can treat basic wounds without the use of magic.

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Beyond their many fellow Tourists, Kyle and Kayla regularly speak with a man named Lance Parker - something of a ‘senior’ Tourist, though the specifics of that rank remain obscure. Parker lets the twins know where they should be and what they should do in regards to whatever charge they are currently faced with. Kayla and Parker get on well, and he tries to take care of the twins where he can as a result.

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[Silver Carrot]

Natalie

Natalie 'Nelly' Ellis

_______________________________________________ Natalie Ellis _______________________________________________ April 11th | 26 | White _______________________________________________ Single | ♀ | Bisexual _______________________________________________ High School Education | Fast Food Restaurant Staff _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 5'-5" • Weight | 113 lbs • Build | Skinny • Hair Colour | Black • Eye Colour | silver

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Natalie looks like a woman who's not wearing much makeup but has very nice skin, and this requires quite a lot of makeup. She didn't choose the 'pale with thick eyeliner' look for aesthetic purposes, but to hide the signs of her past that were prevailant on her face. Her fatigue. Her lack of sleep as a result of years of nightmares. The telltale signs of being a former junkie. All things she wants to hide from the world. Her eyes have always been a naturally vivid grey, which aid with her look. Her hair had always been to limp and mousey to maintain well, so when it came time to care about her appearance, she got it cut short, and to a style that fit her new ensemble. She didn't choose anything overtly 'gothic' in her wardrobe as that was not who she was, or what was comfortable to wear. This she wears sweaters, cardigans, vest tops and either jeans or skirts. When it comes to footwear, there are no rules, though if she's wearing a skirt, she will probably wear boots. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Natalie is a quiet, frail individual, who shies away from conversations but never comes off as rude or reclusive. She always gives the impression that she wants to talk to you but can't. Though she enjoys her own company in the sancturay of home, and her hobbies, she misses the feeling of allowing herself to be part of a group. Whenever there's a group at work who want to go out, or go to a party, she will join them and follow at a distance. While her friends will pick up boys, Natalie is not not fully over her first boyfriend, and as such is not back on the dating scene just yet. At heart, Natalie is, and has always been, a kind person, who could never bring herself to hurt an innocent person. She likes to think this is still who she is, but her traumatic experiences, as well as her powers, have changed her. She no longer knows exactly how kind she still is, so fearfully avoids ever being in a situation where she might have to find out. Again. She has been officially diagnosed with PTSD and psychotic episodes but Natalie knows that her problems are bigger than that, and more dangerous that that. Natalie would like nothing more than to be a Hero, but she hasn't out of fear she will become a Villian.

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Natalie Ellis was born in a rough area in the outskirts of Santa Celia, to parents with gang connections, and made friends with bad sorts at school. That’s not to say she had no chance to ever lead a wholesome and successful life, but it is unarguable she started life with a bum hand. By the time she was in high school, she was already involved heavily in drug dealing, and drug use. She was kicked out of school at 16 and from then on spent most of her time around her 20 year old boyfriend and his gang.

Things did not necessarily go well, but her life was stable enough to spend the next five years in this status quo, but that was when she first started to notice the emergence of both Heroes, and Villains. Suddenly, the game changed. Heroes wanted to catch you. Villains either wanted to recruit you or kill you. Criminals without powers wanted to change things, but only the rich ones could try. They began to conduct scientific tests and experiments, capturing weaker Superheroes or super-powered criminals, and trying to find out how they were born the way they were and how to replicate it.

Natalie knew nothing of this, at least during its early stages. She just kept on struggling with her boyfriend and his gang. This wasn’t to last. One day, when she was twenty four, a member of their gang sold them all out to a powerful crime boss who needed test subjects. In the struggle to capture then, two of their gang were shot. To this day, Natalie doesn’t know the fate of any of them besides her boyfriend. He was the first the experimental procedure to give somebody powers was tested on. He died screaming. She had to watch.

When it was eventually Natalie’s turn, she tried to fight, but with her skinny frame, was powerless to resist. To this day she doesn’t know what the experiment procedure entailed, as she passed out from fear before it started, and came back to her senses when it was over, several weeks later, which passed by like a single night's bad dream for her. Over the next few days, as they ran test over test on her, the mood was jubilant, and she was deemed a success. 'Project Lion', she heard them call this sick ordeal, though she also heard the names 'Project Goat' and 'Project Snake' tossed around, which were obviously references to other experiments going on in other sites.

As she was being transported between facilities for more testing, Natalie tried to resist and found that she could break free. The discovery of her newfound strength, coupled with the psychological damage from her ideal, were an explosive mixture. The crew in that truck were massacred. The next day, there was a massacre at that lab. The crime boss was found dead in his office several days after that, looking like he'd been hit by multiple wrecking balls. What was born from this incident wasn't a Hero at all.

Nowadays, Natalie is trying to live the quiet life. She works at a fast food restaurant. She keeps her powers under control in public, and the only thing that makes her stand out among her peers is how much of a broken loner she is. They suspect drugs or a rough childhood had something to do with it, and, well, they're not wrong.

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Super Strength | There are two key, complimentary factors that make up Natalie’s power as a whole. One is that she has incredible, superhuman muscle strength. She is able to lift cars above her head with ease, and punch through inches of reinforced steel. The other is related to this, and allows her use her powers without causing injury to herself. She has very strong reinforced bones that can withstand the impact of her own feats of strength. Without this ability, punching a brick wall would likely break her arm. With it, she could jump twenty stories and land with no damage to her legs, or stop a moving car with her bare hands.

Limitation(s) | Natalie can comfortably exert enough force to lift 1.5 tons, and can lift 2 tons at a struggle. Her punching and kicking strength are a reflection of this, though she has never tested them to max as the skin on her hands and feet is not any more durable than regular people's. She can easily punch through a brick wall but it would hurt her hand and bloody her knuckles. Her bones can withstand a force of also two tons, not including the force of her muscles acting in an opposite way to the incoming force. If she were to attempt to catch something weighing four tons or more, her bones would break from the impact. Her stamina is decent and ordinary, as she was and still is a recreational jogger. Nevertheless, she has not trained her body for prolonged periods of intense physical strain, so if she were to fight somebody capable of going toe to toe with her from either strength or skill, and they had trained their body for the strain, she would be at a disadvantage on the stamina front, and would run out of breath before them.

Weakness(es) | Natalie is not just an ordinary human besides her muscles and bones, she's of a more frail build than normal. This makes her perhaps more vulnerable than the average person to bruising, internal damage, and any attack that ignores her bone strength, such as being shot or stabbed. She also has ordinary reflexes, and a complete lack of combat expertise, skill, or talent. If she can't rely on her strength alone to win a fight with a more skilled opponent, she will lose unless she can find a lucky opening.

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Painting | Natalie got into painting as it could calm her and keep her occupied and relaxed, or it could allow her to let off steam and unload some baggage, depending on the tone of the piece. He has gotten rather good with practice, and some of her finished paintings have been sold privately for up to $500

Cooking | Living on her own, Natalie has to both feed herself, and find an interest with which to pass the time. It's no surprise that she had developed a passion for cooking delicious meals.

Piano Playing & Singing | Natalie, one day, after watching a televised piano concert, decided to learn the piano, so she used some of her saved-up wages to by a keyboard, and taught herself from scratch. She later bought a mic, and started to upload videos of herself covering ballads. Her channel has become modestly popular.

[Hillan]

C R O S S R O A D

_{"I grew up mean, and now I'm older than murder."}

_______________________________________________ Joseph Henry Dark _______________________________________________ 1st February '90 | 28 | Mixed _______________________________________________ Divorced | ♂ | Straight _______________________________________________ College / Police Academy | Homicide Detective _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 6'4" • Weight | 180 pounds • Build | Athletic • Hair Colour | Blond • Eye Colour | Gold Miscellaneous Items ___________________________________ [+] //Notes: • Other | //Paraphernalia: • Item 1 | Description

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ The words 'Tall, dark and handsome' might never have been much truer for someone other than Joseph since the times of Achilles. People have asked him more than once if he's the secret child of Brad Pitt. His blond hair was once long enough to almost reach his shoulders but has recently been cut short. Joseph is known for wearing 'casual' clothes, even to his workplace where other people wear a suit or at least a sporty jacket or a collared shirt, Joe will more likely than not show up in a pair of regular fit Jeans and a V-neck T-shirt, appearing a lot less professional than his peers in the local PD, even if his accomplishments on the force speaks quite the contrary. Joseph's looks have been drastically altered in the past three months. Most noticeable is the metallic golden hue his once hazel eyes have taken, replacing their comforting warmth with a inhuman coldness. He's got a wide and nasty looking scar reaching around his head from his right temple back to back of his skull, separating his hair on both sides, some of his joints have been reinforced with metal. He's got a tattoo on his right hand, a skeletal hand that reaches out onto the knuckles on the fingers. The initials K.S on his left wrist. His ears are pierced, though he does not wear jewelry in them. He has an older scar just about his heart from a bullet wound. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Joseph is a man of action, not to say that he's not one for thinking before acting - his thoughts always serve a clear goal. He doesn't spend his time contemplating something before doing it, instead jumping in head first as soon as he's examined the problem and will pull the proverbial trigger as soon as he has the shot. Not a totally irrelevant metaphor to his career and professional life. Joe wanted to become a soldier his entire life ever since he was a kid - he was the guy who while he was good at football and basketball, had good grades and his pick of colleges when he graduated High School, he still relished being on hall monitor duty. Joseph signed up to join the military as soon as he had graduated and was put through basic training for the army, he immediately distinguished himself as a sharpshooter. He was sent off to the sandbox for two months before returning home without having been put onto any real assignments, and he was put into the reserve forces. Frustrated with the military, he pursued the closest thing and joined the police academy. He spent three years in SWAT as a sharpshooter, but even after getting shot on duty he was back at his job as soon as he was able to get out of the hospital bed. That's all to say that Joseph Dark is a man who stands by what he believes, and he's more than willing to fight for it, somtimes too much, as this was perhaps the biggest reason for his short marriage with Karen Summers. Joe's made out of a stronger moral fiber than most of the Santa Celia police and has been one to actively work against the corruption that plagues the ranks of the PD. Going as far as to arrest his partner after it was revealed to him that David was on the Mob's take. Joseph's an individual with many layers, at first glance he's a renegade cop who only cares about getting bad guys - not following the rules, who believes the ends justifies the means. But on the other hand, he's a man who's favorite kind of literature is poetry, his favorite writer's Bob Dylan and his favorite movie's a romantic comedy starring Joseph Gordon Levitt and Seth Rogen. He spends his off time painting, watching cartoons and eating strawberry ice cream whenever he can.

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There is a certain truth to the idea that nobody who comes from a happy home wants to join the military, and it holds true for Joseph, too. His mother was of Ecuadorian descent, his father off Italian from the east-coast. His paternal grandparents had moved to the states after the war, his father Vito, was the youngest of five siblings with quite the age difference between him and his siblings.
His father was a jazz musician and his mother, Maria, was a nurse. He was raised catholic, all though he quickly realized once he started coming into adolescent that he didn't actually believe in God, and even less so in the teachings the Father would preach to him and his family.

Him voicing this to his father started to tear a bit of a rift between the two, furthered by his father's absence due to working at many clubs and constantly being 'one gig away from making it big' and whenever Vito was home he was in a bad mood and often drunk. Maria worked many hours at the local hospital. It wasn't till Joseph was 11 or so that his father became physically abusive - it started one saturday night at dinner when Joseph told him that he didn't want to go to church. He didn't "want to waste his time listening to some senile old man babbling on about his imaginary friend". This earned him at first a slap from his father and cursing in Italian. But once his mother stepped in to protect him, his father lost his temple, and Joseph got his face dunked against the kitchen table knocking out his last milk tooth.

The beatings where irregular, but still consistent. Whenever Vito got in a bad mood and Maria wasn't home, Joseph would get hit - and the older he got and the worse paying gigs Vito got, the more severe the beatings got. Joseph had a pretty normal schooling, despite this. He spent a lot of his time away from his family because of his father's abuse and his mother's turning a blind eye to it. Spending most of his time at various extra circulars, such as football, basketball and even theater.

Joseph left home as soon as he graduated high school, signing up to join the military where he was trained to be a sharpshooter. He was deployed for only three months before being sent home. 'The war was over'. So he had to find another war, one on the home front. He attended police academy while studying a two year degree in criminal science. He graduated with good grades and joined the police force as a beat cop, but due to his training he didn't spend more than a few weeks on patrol before he was assigned to special forces, the SWAT.

He spent four years on the SWAT till he was 26 years old, working primarily in the Los Angeles area, being a part of some drug related busts and several sieges on the Santa Celia - Mafia. He got shot by a perp their recon hadn't spotted, a 15 year old with a world war 2-era pistol. The kid never made his way down the stairs from the room the sharpshooter had been shot in before he was full of lead from the other Swat members.

Joseph recovered from his injury rather quickly and had no issues getting back into the field - but he wanted to a change. He didn't want to be the soldier anymore who shot who he was told to shoot. He wanted to be a detective. Said and done, he was transfered into the Santa Celia police department into Homicide Division and would spend the past few years solving murders, focusing his efforts on the Santa Celia Mafia, a choice that lead him to his demise.

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Enchanted Cyborg Of Hell | Joseph is a man with a pact. He's the tether of the Archdemon Mephisto, he's the combination of the darkest of magics and the most experimental of science. His body is technically aided by an army of nanites rebuilding him, making him stronger. He's armed with several cybernetic implants that are supposed to save his life. But his body's the house of two souls. The mortal and the demon. Mephisto manipulated the good doctor into finding Joseph and saving his life was but the most notable of his many tricks. Joseph is now the wielder of an incredibly powerful source of magic, the soul of Mephisto.

Cybernetic Augmentation:
Joseph lost his left hand when he was murdered. His severe beating also ruined several of his joints that had to be replaced artificially. Joseph's armed with state of the art, highly experimental and military grade prosthetics. He's got prosthetics in his elbows and knees, as well as ankles and his right wrist, connecting the robotic hand to his arm. He's got reinforced plates in his chest. This, combined with the nanites that are improving his natural healing makes him stronger than he used to be, stronger than any human. His robotic hand is bulletproof and highly resistant to fire, acid and water. His brain has also been 'upgraded' with microchips that allow him the specialized computing power of a supercomputer, improving his real time calculus, essentially improving his reaction speed and hand to eye coordination.

Magic:
Joseph is not a sorcerer, he's not a wizard and he's not even an acolyte of the occult. Hell, he barely believes it exist and he's got it living inside of him. But Joseph is the host of one of the most powerful demons in existence and that symbiosis doesn't come without it's perks. Magic requires energy, and Joseph is sitting on a massive powerbank that he just needs to figure out how to use. Mephisto's both a near infinite source of energy, he's also more than willing to teach Joseph how to use the magic he's housing. Of course, no such power comes without a price.



Limitation(s) | Joseph isn't a Superman. He's an Enhanced Individual, he's certainly outperforming a regular human, but even though he could beat any human in a arm-wrestling contest, doesn't mean that he'd be able to beat them in a combat scenario. Tactics and training could certainly give someone the edge over the Demon Cyborg.

Joseph's a righteous man who's fighting with a demon for his eternal soul while struggling with the idea that he's becoming more machine than human.

Weakness(es) | Joseph's been shot in the head and hung on the edge between living and dead and when he came back, he brought a lot of baggage with him. Nobody gets to beat death without earning a few scars. He's angry, confused and scared and hasn't adjusted to his new life at all. Playing Mephisto against Joseph, and the inverse is highly exploitable and their symbiotic relationship is suseptible to outside abuse. That is, if they aren't already squabbling.

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Martial Arts | Boxing, Judo and Wrestling are all things he's gotten official training in since he was a teenager. He also trained MMA at the police academy and while he was with the SWAT. He's a formidable fighter and more than capable of holding his own when push comes to shove.

Marksmanship | Joseph is an excellent shot with a firearm, he prefers a high caliber rifle and a scope, but he's accomplished with a handgun or assault rifle, too. His longshot ability has been future enhanced thanks to his cybernetic upgrade.

Ambidextrous | Joseph is technically left handed, but his father made sure he'd know how to use both hands for everything. It's been further enhanced in his combat training and further reinforced thanks to his now much stronger right hand than left.

Acting | Joe's a theater nerd. He played Hamlet in high school and has done a few amateur plays in his adult life. It helps him cool off after a long day and lets him relax.

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To be Determined.

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[Bork Lazer]

Moses Muller

"Art doesn't express. It exposes"

_______________________________________________ Moses 'Mo' Jackson Muller _______________________________________________ 3rd November 1997 | 21 | Caucasian Hispanic _______________________________________________ Single | ♂ | Asexual _______________________________________________ Santa Celia Art College | Street Artist _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 6'-1" • Weight | 165 lbs • Build | Lanky • Hair Colour | Dark Brown • Eye Colour | Grey Miscellaneous Items ___________________________________ [+] //Notes: • Right Forearm Tattoo | Intertwined around Mo's left fore-arm is a six-sided hexagram, each side composed out of a different writing tool which consists of a red-colored pencil, a brush dripping in blue paint, a quill in yellow ink, a piece of green chalk, a orange pen and a purple marker. //Paraphernalia: • Arsenal of Paint | A good artist never is alone without his tools. Despite of his general disorganization, Mo will carry around a rucksack filled with a myriad of painting tools and accessories including dollar-store chalk, Krylon spray paint, stencils, duct-tape, modifiable plungers, caps of different sizes, Krink markers and good ol' paint. He refills it on a weekly basis. • Sick Beats | When Mo has to tune out the troubles of the urban world, his handy I-Pod is always at the ready, filled with a custom made playlist of 195 songs, both classical and modern.

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ With a bean-pole figure of 6 foot and 1 inch, one will almost always be immediately repulsed or disgusted by Mo when they first come into contact with him. Mo has the appearance of a skinny leech, reeking to high hell of overnight caffeine fugues of artistic fervor combined with pallid overgrown hairy skin. One evident thing that one will notice about Moses immediately is the fact that he is stained with artistic materials. Graphite dust etched into his skin from hours of sketching. Bits of dried paint underneath his fingernails. A blot of ink underneath his chin. Mo's face is undecipherable, scrunched eyebrows that are lost in thought and a glazed visage that shifts between the realm of reality and dreams. His mouth and facial expression are constantly irractic and shifting, almost as if he's conversing with someone else in his mind. His dark lidded grey eyes are constantly in a bloodshot state of frustration with baggy under-lids that are threatening to drop off his face at any moment. His face bears a lightly shaven moustache complimented with rows of splotchy acne scars permanently branding his cheeks and nose. His wild bush of dark-brown hair is uncombed and knot with splatters of paint and chalk dust dug into the very roots. Moses skeletal appearance belies a lithe physicality that is marked with legacies of a misspent youth, with puckered knees, weathered elbows and faded bruises aplenty. He has a slight hunch in his shoulders, bending him slightly forwards even when standing or sitting still. His thin arms dangle precariously off his shoulders, hands always gravitating towards his pockets to reach for a pencil and paper to draw on. Aside from this, Moses has one single ink tattoo on his right forearm. For casual wear, Mo prefers street-wear such as rain-jackets, bomber jackets and jumpers that always come with a hood alongside a pair of worn out sneakers or sport shoes. When he’s painting the streets, Mo wears a strappable gas mask underneath a red bandanna and scarf to conceal himself along with a set of paint-stained foreman gloves. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Mo is a man who's seen it all and more who has become emotionally numbed in response to supernatural phenomena. Whenever something strange or out of the ordinary happens around him, he is often non-plussed and works with the situation as best as he can. Mo can always be expected to be a calm and nonchalant individual who is undoubtedly reserved, usually resorting to succinct or blunt responses during normal day to day conversations with strangers and doesn't engage in bouts of sentimentalism or overt emotional exuberance. On the contrary, he's more interested in doodling rather than conversing, often taking every opportunity during conversation to draw something or someone. Mo's lack of sociability is often affected by the fact that there are a constant retinue of dead talking Artistonancer's in his head that are incapable of shutting up, often leading to sudden impulsive bouts of frustration and shouting at seemingly no one. He treats his fellow dead Artistonancers with almost no semblance of respect and views them as more of a liability and annoyance rather than a source of help ever since the incident. Needless, Mo has an difficult relationship with the ghosts of former Artistonancer's that haunt him on a daily basis that range from sarcastic barbs to hostile expletive-filled death matches. In spite of his rather cold demeanor, Mo has the soul of an artist and expresses most of his emotions in his art, using it as an outlet for his repressed emotions and as a method for calming the voices in his head down. The very act of art for Mo is cathartic. He is completely enraptured with enthusiasm when dug deep into his work and will never refuse an offer to do a commission for a stranger, barring extreme circumstances. However, any criticism of his artistic ability is seen to him as a challenge that he has to respond to in kind. Heavens help you if you insult graffiti as an art form in any way possible. Mo has always had a pathological distrust of authority figures, holding a contemptuous view of them as a massive conglomerate of high-horsed people with ulterior agendas. This usually leads to Moses being more likely to disobey orders from a source of authority or to actively act against them if there is enough evidence to support his suspicion. However, in rare cases, he is willing to interact and cooperate with them on good faith if they give him enough reasons to do so. In terms of his ethical integrity, Mo is often apprehensive of moral situations and approaches them with trepidation, often going as far to trying to avoid the call to altruism. However, despite his best efforts, Mo will ultimately, in the end, help those in trouble, especially people of lower socio-economic background despite him believing internally that he's doing this for his own self-gain. However, intrinsically, Mo is a person who desires an ordinary life as a street artist rather than being stuck with the mantle of an Artistonancer after his last experience with the supernatural. He is both afraid and daunted of the nature and legacy of his supernatural abilities, often leading to conflict between him and the retinue of long dead Artistonancers that take refuge in his mind. Being one of the last order leaves a heavy burden on Mo's soul as he knows that with every choice that he makes, Artistonancy either becomes preserved or extinct. Therefore, this leads to a conundrum where Mo is afraid of acknowledging the existence of his powers and actively takes steps to prevent himself from using his abilities as best as he can. Right and wrong, good and bad, all of that doesn't matter to Mo when he's trying to live as a normal guy who tags buildings left and right. Deep inside his mind, Mo knows that his life as an street artist can't last forever as the world becomes more stranger and yet, he continues to fight against his destiny.

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Born to a middle-class suburban family in the center of San Francisco, Moses ‘Mo’ Muller lived a sheltered life under the constant eye of his mother and father who were grooming their children to take over the reigns of Muller and Associates, one of the top premier accounting firms within San Francisco. Whilst the rest of the Muller children were willing to fufill the wishes of their father and mother, Moses was the proverbial black sheep of a family, wanting to escape from under the nose of his family. Ever since he was young, Moses was attracted to the arts ever since he first drew a little stick figure of a butterfly he saw in the backyard. His parents first wrote it off as a minor ‘hobby’ and that he would soon see the error of his ways. He didn’t. Much to their horror and Mo’s confusion, Mo continued to become more ambitious and daring in his artistic ventures, signing up for extra-curricular art activities and generally raising a middle finger to his family’s wishes.

It soon became worse when Mo’s family visited an charity art exhibition out of necessity, causing Mo to come back to his home later, claiming that he was hearing voices in his head. Five to be specific. Voices of adult men and adult women, painters, from the Renaissance, from the Cold War, famous artists of yore.

That was the last straw.

One day, without any warning whatsoever, at the age of 13, Mo’s parents made him pack his bags and sent him to his uncle, Gerald Muller, who was an art professor in Arido Art College, informally disowning him and refusing to recognise him as their son. Gerald Muller recognised Mo’s almost innate talents in the visual arts and immediately made him his protege, teaching him the foundation of the arts. Eventually, Gerald took a wager and betted on it after several nights of indecision. He took out one of Mo’s paintings, a black and white striped apple, and asked him jokingly to try and take the apple out. Mo managed to do it on his first try. After that incident, Gerald revealed that he was one of the last curators of an ancient art of magic of ‘Artistonancy’ and the history of their family. That Mo was what Aristonancers would call an 'Avant-Garde', a practitioner who would decide the fate of the study by himself and himself alone.

After celebrating with his first shot of whiskey (at an illegal age at that), Gerald had been unknowingly training him to become better in the art of Artistonancy in order for one single goal.

To resurrect his dead wife. Mo's aunt.

The process seemed successful. For a few brief seconds, the professor had his wife back. Before the screaming began and his blood began to splatter on the walls. Instead of making a successful replica of his own dead wife, Mo accidentally gave birth to an horrific abomination made of writhing flesh, splattered oil and twisted shape. A distortion. Mo was knocked out by a blow that left his mind in a tumble of broken memories. The next thing he knew, he was being interrogated by detectives in Saint Celia National Hospital, demanding to know what had happened. Why was half of the campus destroyed in pieces? Was it the work of an terrorist organisation? Was it a gas leak?

They wouldn’t even believe him if he told the real answer. Mo was soon admitted to the hospital and was lost and adrift, with only the voices in the head to guide him and - Fuck that. The voices were responsible for this. Artistonancy was a curse. It had birthed that….thing. That monstrosity. It was dangerous. No, he was dangerous. Soon after his uncle’s funeral, Mo approached the ruins of the campus, ducking underneath a border of security tape, to secure his uncle’s books on Artistonancy. The last remaining books of a once thriving order. Centuries worth of knowledge that he hadn’t even tapped into yet.

He burnt them one by one, not even stopping to take a peek at the pages, and threw them into the ocean, no matter how much the voices told him to stop.

After a few days of argument and dissent, the murals stopped communicating with him. For years in fact.

A few years later, Mo’s still trying to move past the incident by working as a job as a legal street artist in the inner city of Saint Celia. As he realised the increasing levels of crime and violence within the city he loved, he tried to do something good for the city as the muck and scum of crime rose, accepting jobs to paint memorials of dead victims, tags that criticised the local gangs that preyed on the innocent and tried to cast color into a city that was quickly losing it. His paintings made people weep. Cry. Laugh. It gave them hope. For once, he was proving the murals wrong. That he didn’t need to be an Artistonancer to make the world right. As storms darken on the horizon of Rook Bridge, Mo only hopes that he can hold onto his dreams for a little while longer.......

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Artistonancy | Artistonancy is a branch of magic that involves the use of artistic mediums as the main source of an practitioner's power by ‘drawing’ magical objects otherwise known as trinkets out of the artistic medium. Artistonancy was once effectively known as a 'poor man’s' magic in the inner circles of the magical community in the 15th century, effectively on the verge of extinction due to the hubris of its practitioners, believing they could overcome its rules. Every practitioner of Aristonancy has either accidentally killed themselves from their creations or gone insane from the accumulation of murals in their head. Ironically, Artistonancy has managed to out-live other magical arts that were once wide-spread throughout the world, although, its survival rests in the hands of one ordinary Californian.

Mo is one of the last remaining Artistonancers on Earth, specialising in using painted mediums as his source of magical power. The type of trinket drawn out can either have mundane qualities or supernatural qualities that can give boons to the user. The degree to which the object is supernatural depends on the materials used to create the object, the style of art, the aesthetic characteristics and much, much more. Mo has been out of practice since he found out his talents in Artistonancy 4 years ago but he still remembers the bare basics.

Artistonancy mainly involves two concepts: visualization and materialization of the object in question. Visualization requires clearing the mind of any distractions and focusing on the object that the practitioner wants to ‘draw’ out of a medium. Different types of paintings vary the difficulty and extent of visualization that a user must be involved in. A single image or a picture of an trinket restricts visualization but makes it extremely easier to focus. A more complex painting composed of multiple images gives a measure of freedom and leeway to the user to visualize whatever trinket that they want. Materialization involves the practitioner touching the visual medium and physically pulling the object out. The difficulty of materialization and the time it takes depends on the size of the object. Larger trinkets require Artistonancers to request the help of other people in order to fully materialize the object.

Mural Transferal | The soul of an Aristonancer continues to live in their art, even after they have passed away. When an Artistonancer dies, part of their spirit lays trapped and remains in their painting, sustained by the mere belief and awareness of their creations by the world, becoming what is known as a mural. If a Aristonancer's work becomes culturally insignificant over time, the remaining part of their soul will begin to degrade until they are no more. If it's not the case, then, a living Artistonancer can bring them back to life, allowing their conscious to inhabit their mind and voluntarily link them to their soul. Murals are independetly living spirits that are tied to the conscious mind of an Artistonancer. A mural is a source of invaluable information and experience for any Artistonancer and serve a secondary use of shielding their mind from mental or psychic attacks. The more murals that an Artistonancer accumulates, the increasing likelihood that they will begin to exhibit symptoms of sociopathy and psychopathy which will then develop into full-blown insanity. The recommended limit for accumulation of murals is a total of 8 voices.

Limitation(s) | Laws of Artistonancy

Artistonancy is a multi-faceted area of magic that has many nuances and limitations that even most Artistonancer's are not aware of. Due to burning Gerald's last collection of Artistonancy lore and by extension, his relationships with the murals in his head, Mo is currently aware of only 3 laws within Artistonancy that he has learnt thus far. With further communication with the murals in his head and more testing, he may soon grow to be aware of other laws.

Law of Dimensions:Artistonancer’s are unable to draw out trinkets that are larger than the dimensions of the visual medium itself without severely injuring themselves or causing a rupture. A ‘rupture’ is known as a backlash of magical energy that can rebound upon the caster, causing either severe mutations related to the visual medium or in extreme cases, death. Along with this, Artistonancer’s are restricted to only using their magic on one dimension only and not multiple dimensions. Therefore, Mo can only draw trinkets out of two-dimensional visual mediums and not three-dimensional visual mediums such as origami, sculptures, pottery or statues.

Law of Belonging:Artistonancer’s are only able to draw trinkets out of art that they have created by themselves only, finding themselves unable to draw out trinkets out of art created by other people. Attempting to draw trinkets out of artistic objects not created by the caster doesn’t have any severe repercussions, merely just a sense of disappointment, unlike the law below.

Law of Life:It is said that past or ancient aristonancers managed to master crafting life out of art itself. However, the practice of vivification, as it is called, has been lost in the annals of history. Attempting to create an sentient being out of an artwork will always almost result in the formation of a distortion. Plants and fungi are the exception to the rule but even attempting to take out any living being that can express intelligent behaviour is going to distort immedietely. Distortions are extremely dangerous sentient beings created by an Aristonancer that are a facsimile of life itself ranging from eldritch abominations to mere shadows of a person. Distortions are insane and can’t be reasoned with, operating on a single minded obsession that may vary from benign to dangerous.

Law of Energy Artistonancy is meant to be a poor man's form of magic, harnessing creativity as a quick-fix to perform the most complex of spells. However, over-use of Aritistonancy over a short period of time can severely fatigue the user depending on how experienced they are. This is known as a debt. Over-time, a Aristonancer can build up a resistance to accumulation of these debts, similar to how one exercises their muscles. However, without continual practice, an Artistonancer is sure to run out of energy after creating a few trinkets.

Weaknesses | Whilst Mo’s artistonancy is particularly versatile and grants him several boons, there are several weaknesses that one can capitalise on with enough observation. One of Aristonancy’s main weaknesses is the concept of Iconoclasm, or rather the inherent weakness of a trinkets that may cause it to degrade over time, depending on the quality and nature of the materials used. As Mo’s trinkets are mainly derived from chalk and paint, a combination of water or chemical solvents can dissolve or destroy Moses’s constructs on contact, even constructs that are meant to be defensive in nature. Whilst a mere drop of water won’t carve through Moses constructs, a downpour of rain or a gout of water from a firehose could potentially wash away everything.

Other than this, the main source of a Aristonancer’s power is also their crippling flaw. As long as one prevents Mo’s away from an available supply of paint and chalk, Mo could be easily mistaken for a simple ordinary individual with no outward superhuman characteristics whatsoever. Easy pickings for any one with a bare minimum of professional training.

As the majority of Mo’s Aristonancy relies on touch in order to begin drawing the trinket out of the visual medium, breaking Mo’s hand or simply crippling them beyond use is a valid tactic that any opponent could use to remove the use of his powers.

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Painter | Mo is an accomplished career painter who is adaptable with a myriad of visual mediums and has a knack for combining both realistic detail and surrealist imagery in a fitting blend with one another. His creativity and imagination are boundless whenever he’s holding a brush, a pencil, a marker or a can in his hand. His preferred mediums for painting are chalk, spray paint and pencil, although, he does have experience with other mediums such as oil and water-color in acquiescence of the voices in his head.

Parkour | Mo is mostly adept at the art of parkour, a childhood of rebellion in the inner city being responsible for him picking up the skill in the first place. Whilst not possessing as much finesse or brute endurance compared to other free-runners, Mo’s technical skills have never diminished throughout his age. Mo is able to maneuver through the concrete jungles of Santa Celia with ease, confidently leaping off roof-tops and vaulting over fences without catching his breath. Mo mainly uses his parkour skills to access the perfect canvas for his art or to mainly escape from the menagerie of authorities and gangsters that are on a constant chase after him.

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Alfonso Rhombus - Eponymous owner of Rhombus's, the oldest pizza parlor in central Santa Celia.

The Distortion - A mysterious entity that followed and attacked Moses at his apartment. Assumed to be dead...for now.

[UNKNOWN] - Moses last mural that is a amalgam of all his other mural's essences combined into one singular conciousness that seemingly aids him on his journey to become an Artistonancer.

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VERTIGO

Additional Images _______________________________________________ Eli Collins _______________________________________________ 02/19/96 | 22 | _______________________________________________ Single | ♀ | Heterosexual _______________________________________________ Psych Student at the Santa Celia University | Interns as Psychologist's Assistant _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 5'-8" • Weight | 126 lbs • Build | Slender • Hair Colour | Brunette • Eye Colour | Blue Green Miscellaneous Items ___________________________________ [+] //Notes: • Life as an Assistant | As an assistant, Eli works from 9 to 12 each day, taking calls, making appointments, and keeping Dr. Matt's office tidy. Sometimes she is allowed to sit in on special appointments to keep notes for the doctor. Dr. Matt's practice is one of the finest in Santa Celia and occasionally they interview criminals. //Paraphernalia: • 21" Collapsible Baton | Eli straps a holstered baton to her hip. She uses it as both a form of protection and pain inducer.

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Standing at 5'8", Eli's slender frame is highlighted by her long legs. Her skin is a warm ivory tone and soft sunspots dot her shoulders, arms, and legs. Her medium-length, tousled hair is a chocolate brown with subtle highlights due to her time in the sun. She is normally seen with a blank face yet her bright, bluish-green eyes observe everything. When she genuinely smiles, two dimples appear in her cheeks and thin lines form around her eyes. She doesn't put a lot of effort into her makeup, simply wearing concealer to hide the bags under her eyes, mascara, and a thin, smokey eyeliner to enhance her eyes. Eli's sense of style is marked by quirky, chic ensembles ranging between comfy casual and trendy new looks. One day she'll wear a t-shirt or sweater with skinny jeans and converse; the next day she'll be in stylish pants and an intricate top. It all depends on what she has planned for the day and what side of the bed she wakes up on. She sticks to neutral colours, occasionally wearing one color that pops. The only jewelry she prefers are minimalist earrings and necklaces. Small tattoos dot her arms: a moon and line on her left arm, and an art piece on her right forearm. As Vertigo, Eli dons an all black ensemble that is tight to her frame so she can be fast and nimble. Her hair is straightened and loose around her shoulders. To hide her identity, she wears various lace masks that obscure her upper face and long sleeves to hide her tattoos. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ According to the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator, Eli identifies as an ISFP (Introverted, sensing, feeling, perceiving). As Eli grew up she learned to appreciate being independent. While she enjoys the company of others, her happiest moments are spent by herself. During the day she enjoys walking about the city and taking in the sights. She especially loves discovering new coffee shops and restaurants with great food. In fact, she knows the best places to go for any type of craving. She even knows the best bars in her area. In fact, on the nights she doesn't don the lace mask she can be found at one of those bars or out having late night snacks. When someone first meets Eli, they notice that she is at first quiet, unassuming, and hard to get to know. However, once the initial wall is removed Eli is warm, friendly, and eager to experience as much as possible with their new friend by their side. She tends to avoid the spotlight, preferring to sit peacefully on the sidelines until she has something to say. She carefully observes the actions of those around her and compares their perceptions to her own, always trying to understand the world around her. She is normally the type to compromise, and avoids conflict as much as possible. This said, Eli still has the fierceness of a protector. She will stand up for anyone that needs it, and it is wise to stay out of her way when she gets this way. If her friends ever need her, she will always step in with quiet, unassuming assistance. She is certainly the type to put other's needs before her own. This sometimes causes trouble in her personal life, and she can easily feel overwhelmed when she puts her own needs aside for too long. Occasionally this can cause periods where Eli is unreachable as she takes some time to herself, but she understands that in order to help others she must help herself first. As soon as she is recharged, she's ready to start right back where she left off.

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Eli was born in the Árido Valley to a single, twenty-something mother who had no clue who her father was. The two lived in a small house thirty minutes from Santa Celia and a short drive to the Tlaloc Falls. During the week Eli lived a lonely existence while her mother worked long hours. When school let out she'd spend time with her neighbourhood friends until they had to go home for dinner, and then let herself into the house to eat a bowl of cereal until her mom came home. She was happiest on the weekend, when her mother took her on hikes around the waterfall and road trips into the city. They had a strong bond and were inseparable until Eli reached the age of ten. Soon after school ended, her mother found a man that could potentially take all of their money-worries away. She began to spend more time with this man, and Eli could tell that this would become a permanent problem.

It was during this time that Eli's abilities began to appear. She began to have small outbursts at school, her pent up frustration erupting into small fights with bullies. The first time she ever used her power was on a boy named Dillon Bolt, a bulky bully and borderline sociopath. As he towered over a younger child at recess, Eli confronted him with a fierce blow to the cheek. Normally a hit from a small girl wouldn't phase anyone, but as Dillon Bolt fell to the ground screaming bloody murder Eli knew something had changed. As she sat in the principle's office, she couldn't help but remember that she had wished she could hit him hard enough to knock him off his feet.

These disruptions lasted until seventh grade. There would always be a bully, and Eli would stand up for their victims every chance she could. Unfortunately these acts of heroism did nothing to convince her mother that she hadn't done anything wrong. It only drove a larger wedge between them. In no time at all, her mother announced that she was going to marry the man that had ruined Eli's happiness. They'd be moving into his home in Santa Celia in the next week. No matter how much her mother tried to convince her that this would be a good change, Eli would always resent her step-father.

Over the next few years Eli would start a new school, be named Eli Collins after her step-father, and remain an outcast in the inner city school. She didn't mind being lonely now. It gave her time to figure out what was going on with her mind, discovering new tricks she could play on other's minds. It was in AP psychology that she learned the meaning of sensation and perception and finally figured out exactly what she could do with this power. In that moment, she decided to pursue a career in psychology.

After graduating from high school Eli announced that she would be going to the local community college. She also wished to live on her own. She was prepared to support herself, but her mother had been saving for her college since she was born. It was even enough to cover half a years worth of rent. Eli soon found her own place, right in the heart of the city, and began to attend school. She found a job at a small boutique to earn spending money. Throughout this time she began using her ability less and less, almost forgetting about it's existence. Contact with her mother was made through weekly lunch visits, and their relationship began to grow once more.

In 2017, Eli was walking home after closing the shop to find two men surrounding a woman in an alley. She had just been about to call the police when the ringleader reminded her of Dillon Bolt. She hung up her phone and walked straight into the fray. After a quick bout of threats from the men, Eli managed to take them both down by simply tapping them on the forehead. She'd successfully saved her first citizen. The thrill of saving this one life filled her heart with the same feeling she had experienced at school those many years ago. She quit her job and found an internship during the day as a psychologist's assistant. She began to take long nightly walks just to run into trouble. Her ability slowly grew each time she helped someone and soon she could easily produce auditory, visual, and physical illusions. Just recently Eli began to don a lace mask and black clothes, intentionally going out at night to fulfill her role as protector of the weak: Vertigo.

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Sensation/Perception Manipulation | With every second, our brains are receiving stimuli for sensations such as sight, sound, smell, taste, and touch. Those sensations are then sent to the brain, where the mind processes these sensations and determines how they will be perceived. Every sensation must pass a threshold limit in order for the mind to notice it. Eli's ability allows her to access these sensations and manipulate the threshold limit for those stimuli by either raising or lowering it. She could lower the threshold of someone with a paper cut to feel immense pain, or increase the threshold of someone's photo-receptors to blind them.

While this method is effective, there are limits to the amount a threshold can be manipulated. This is where Eli's ability affects the perception of this stimuli as well. In theory, the mind tends to group the senses together so that it is easier to process. This allows the mind to interpret similarity, proximity, and continuity, of the size, shape, brightness, and distance of an object. This can affect balance, depth perception, and the awareness of the victim's surroundings. In terms of pain and the sensation of touch, the brain receives the stimuli from the nerves in varying amounts. The effect of these sensations can be altered by the mind's perception of them. For example, if heat was applied to a person's arm the mind could translate that heat as pain if it thinks the arm is burning, or the mind can perceive it as a warm welcome on a winter day. Likewise, touch can be perceived as pain or pleasure as well. It all depends on the mind's interpretation of these stimuli. By manipulating the perception of another's senses, Eli is able to create auditory and optical illusions as well as illusions of pain.

Limitation(s) | Manipulating so many processes of the mind requires a high level of focus and energy, therefore a complete auditory and visual illusion is reserved for dire situations. Even so, there are moments where subtle errors in the illusion can be noticed by keen eyes. Eli's ability only affects someone within a range of twenty feet, growing inch by inch as Eli learns to control her ability. While each illusion may be enough to fool the mind, they are still only illusions and cannot physically affect anything.

Weakness(es) | The level of focus and energy required to produce and maintain an illusion determines the level of exhaustion Eli will experience afterwards. Producing total auditory, visual, and physical illusions causes heavy strain mentally and physically that could last for an entire day. Eli is also only human and lacks in the physical department of vigilantism.

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Self-Defense | Eli began to take self-defense classes half a year ago, learning easy ways to dodge attacks and stun opponents. In these classes she was trained to use a baton. She applies these skills in the rare moments she needs to fight.

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Haley Collins: Mother, appears once a week.

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K Y L E F O S T E R

_______________________________________________ Kyle Avery Foster _______________________________________________ June 3rd, 1988 | 30 | Caucasian _______________________________________________ Single | ♂ | Heterosexual _______________________________________________ High School Education | Tourist _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 5'-10" • Weight | 201 lbs • Build | Fit • Hair Colour | Light brown • Eye Colour | Grey-blue Miscellaneous Items ___________________________________ [+] //Notes: • Other | ”He never seems impressed with anything he goes up against. It could eat cookies and crap lightning and he still wouldn’t be phased.” //Paraphernalia: • Detection Amulet | A manufactured trinket any no-magic Tourist keeps on their person in order to let them know something out of the ordinary is nearby or approaching. • Weapon Collection | A wide assortment of both new and old firearms and melee weapons, most fitted with an enchantment or two in order to improve their functions.

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Kyle falls between the lines of kempt and unkempt in terms of physical appearance. Relatively unblemished skin coupled with hair that obviously looks like it could use a trim, though he’s rather neglectful when it comes to that. He takes much better care of his physical condition, having musculature to show for years of training and Tourist work. Kyle generally dresses in more formal articles, including button shirts and sleek jackets and dress shoes. Most of his clothes have been fitted with some manner of mundane reinforcement and protection, coupled with a few light enchantments to help stave off things like filth and wear-and-tear. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Kyle is a very work-focused man. He is never one for long periods of relaxation or doing anything besides preparation and maintenance work between excursions into the unknown. As such, he can come off as rather rude to people who aren’t used to being around a man so uninterested in doing anything most would consider ‘fun’, but he won’t go out of his way to antagonize people who hang about. Mostly he’ll just focus on whatever he’s doing without striking up much conversation. Kyle harbors a personal belief in his own self-being that he keeps from pretty much everyone, including his sister - especially his sister, in fact. He feels as though, being a mundane human, he is in danger of being overshadowed by others around him who possess arcane aptitude or other spectacular abilities. While he understands that there are many Tourists like him, Kyle is the first one in a while to end up without magic in his family. A good deal of their reputation stood on their abilities, and Kyle does not want to be written off for his lack of such.

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The Foster twins, Kyle and Kayla, belong to a small organization of close friends and families who simply refer to themselves as ‘Tourists’. They are not government-sanctioned in any proper manner, nor do they present themselves as an official business. They are simply folks who fancy themselves specialists in the art of dealing with problems of the supernatural variety. Monster hunting, curse breaking, they cover all bases that they can, and more often than not by making use of the arcane themselves in order to get the job done.

For the Fosters themselves, they were something of a special case. Their mother, Elizabeth Crane, was originally a Tourist who had been trained by her own father, Milo Crane - considered a veteran among the ranks. She’d developed quite the track record with her problem-solving, having traveled the world over both alone and in the company of other Tourists, helping where she could. During a spell of downtime however, she happened to meet a man who was, by all accounts, completely ordinary - Arnold Foster. What started as friendly discussions became the occasional get-together, and eventually escalated to full-blown marriage. Elizabeth tried to hold on to her life as a Tourist, but eventually decided to put it all behind her in order to properly raise her new pair of children, Kyle and Kayla - somewhat to the chagrin of her father, who was quite fond of the Tourist life, and much to her own naivety, thinking nothing nefarious would come catching up with her.

Elizabeth had seen her fair share of truly evil creatures, and not a fair few of them being the vengeful sort. Unfortunately, the Tourists just can’t beat them all. In 2004, Arnold and Elizabeth Foster were murdered on their way home one night by some remnant of work left undone in the past. And instead of simply pursuing vengeance in the name of his daughter and her husband, Milo Crane took things a step further, and brought sixteen-year-old Kyle and Kayla into the Tourist life after their grieving was over. He introduced them to the supernatural world, and made it clear to them that there was no going back now.

And the two of them were just fine with that.

Now, Kyle and Kayla have always been nigh-inseparable, but they have a sea of differences between them. Unlike his sister, Kyle was born with zero magical capability whatsoever, something most of the Tourists chalked up to being his father’s fault. As such, his training was focused towards dealing with problems in a more ‘direct’ manner - taking a bat or a bullet or even some bare knuckles to anyone or anything that proved a nuisance. Kyle, very much motivated to not simply live in any of his families’ shadows, gave his training much more effort than most Tourists were ever witness to beforehand. They watched him mold himself into a master of gunplay, close combat, and standing strong in the wake of the supernatural, no matter how monumental the enemy was. The years of training paid off, and Kyle was made an official Tourist by the age of 21, alongside his sister, who had been tackling her own training all the while.

Tourist work wasn’t the Fosters’ immediate interest, however. What they were really after - at least, what Kyle was really after - was revenge for the murder of their parents. And old grandfather Milo was along for the ride. The three were beset with both supporters and naysayers, who told them revenge was either not worth it, or very, very worth it. The trio remained strong in their pursuit of vengeance, and ultimately disappeared for a span of several months. They resurfaced sometime later, spilling no fine details of their accomplishments. All the three said was that they got what they wanted, and all affairs had been settled. Nothing else was ever said of their secretive campaign, save for rumors and speculations, but nothing has ever been properly confirmed nor denied by the trio themselves.

Milo ‘retired’ from his role as a Tourist some years after, and seemingly disappeared off the face the Earth. No Tourists has ever made any fact of the matter clear, if indeed they knew anything regarding the storied life of that man. Kyle and Kayla, age 23 by then, were left to finally begin their work as Tourists proper, inheriting much of their grandfather's equipment and belongings to make their lives easier. They did as their predecessors did - they went places, they fought monsters, they broke curses. And they were every bit as good as Milo or Elizabeth had ever been.

After nearly a decade, things have settled some for the Tourists. The Foster twins are now charged with standard action work in the city of Santa Celia, with no major goal other than to keep an eye on things and report whatever seems suspicious or out of the ordinary to their betters, and to remedy what they can on their own.

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Weapon Training | Kyle possesses a remarkable plethora of knowledge in the departments of both conventional and antiquated weaponry, thanks to many years of training, studying, and experience. Versed in the use of pistols, rifles, heavy guns, and even firearms that haven’t been used in over a century (some Tourists are ridiculously old-fashioned), Kyle will find himself very much prepared for any altercation that can be resolved with a helping of ammunition.

Close Combat | And yet sometimes guns simply can’t get the job done properly. Just as much as he has trained with firearms, Kyle has made himself no slouch when it comes to getting up close and personal with his targets. Be it figting with bats or knives or swords or pipes, or even his own two fists, Kyle is very much capable in any close-quarters encounter.

Runecrafting | Kyle has studied the art of runecrafting in order to prepare his equipment for minor enchantments more easily. Minor things, such as improvements to firearm performance and capabilities. Of course, he doesn’t do the actual enchanting himself - Kayla activates the items when they are ready.

Alchemy | The study of combining both arcane and mundane ingredients in order to create tools fit for combating the supernatural is something Kyle has spent some time with. Potions, bombs, poisons, and other such things are all within his capabilities, though he is by no means a master in the art.

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Beyond their many fellow Tourists, Kyle and Kayla regularly speak with a man named Lance Parker - something of a ‘senior’ Tourist, though the specifics of that rank remain obscure. Parker lets the twins know where they should be and what they should do in regards to whatever charge they are currently faced with. Kyle doesn’t seem too incredibly fond of the man though, preferring to let Kayla handle speaking with him most of the time.

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