Aeolian

The Symphony: Modern Magic

@NoriWasHere Hey Nori, I remember you mentioning that we could make more than one character right?

Here is my second character if that's still alright.

Edit: BRB

The Symphony: Modern Magic

I tried to find a dark academia esque blondie, but I'd already chosen auburn before the other sheets were submitted and the search wasn't going well. Consider Emmy a redhead for the plot lol

@Skai

I've got an AI solution for that if you really want to lol But, that's not everyone's cup of tea, so I understand if it's not your thing either.

The Symphony: Modern Magic

Idk why, but I'm slightly amused that almost everyone is a Brunette 🤭

The Symphony: Modern Magic

Azure Roux

"We are all made of fragile things—memories, whispers, and shadows."

_______________________________________________ Azure Amir Étienne Roux | He/Him | 28 | Human, Black-American (of Senegalese and Monegasque descent) | 6'0" | 159 lbs _______________________________________________ Mysterious _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents "Talent? No, it's instinct." ___________________________________ [+] Singing ⫻ His voice is hauntingly beautiful, with a dreamlike quality that lingers in the air and captivates anyone who hears it. Playing the ocarina ⫻ Before her death, Azure's mother gifted him an ocarina and taught him how to play the lullabies of The Otherworld. These soulful melodies have a way of evoking wistful memories and unspoken desires. Storytelling ⫻ Azure has always had a knack for storytelling. He weaves enchanting tales filled with mystery and whimsy, blurring the line between reality and fantasy. Mythology and Folklore ⫻ His deep knowledge of myths and legends allows him to interpret and retell them in ways that feel deeply personal. Manipulating social dynamics ⫻ Azure has a talent, or what he'd rather call, an instinct, for reading people and subtly guiding conversations or situations to his desired outcome.

Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "The world is unbearable without a touch of decadence, no?" Like something out of a gothic fairytale, Azure Roux is a vision of ethereal elegance, his tall, svelte frame carrying an air of mystery and effortless grace. His dark skin shimmers under the full moon, smooth as polished obsidian, while his mystical violet eyes seem to hold galaxies within them, drawing people in with their hypnotic witchlight. His features are delicately balanced—full lips, a button nose, and short, tightly curled hair that frames his face like a crown of dark clouds. Slightly pointed ears lend him an almost fey-like quality. Silver hoop earrings glint with every turn of his head, subtle accents that add to his striking beauty. Every detail, from his posture to his gaze, radiates an allure that is equal parts human and otherworldly. His style is no less captivating. Azure is rarely seen without his black mink coat, its oversized hood often draped like a shadowy halo around his head, giving him a mysterious and commanding presence. Beneath the luxurious fabric lies an unusual tattoo etched into the skin of his toned chest, its design both intricate and arcane, a secret of his past whispered only to the stars. Everything about him feels deliberate, from the small details of his appearance to the way he holds your gaze just a moment too long. There's an unnatural pull to Azure, an undeniable charm that makes it hard to tell whether he’s luring you into a dream or a trap. Either way, his natural magnetism lingers long after he's gone.

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"Hold on to your secrets, my love. They're far more valuable than honesty."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ Azure is not wholly in his right mind, though perhaps he never has been. His main goal is to find his soulmate, believing this person, whoever they may be, is the key to achieving his true goal in life, entering The Otherworld, a mystical place he has believed in since childhood. He believes, in The Otherworld, he can live eternally without pain or suffering...

PHILOSOPHY ⫻
Azure believes that life is a series of delicate, interwoven tales, each moment a potential masterpiece to be crafted. In his eyes, the world he inhabits is only a shadow of something far greater, a prelude to the eternal. Since childhood, he's viewed his every step as part of a sacred journey toward The Otherworld, a place where he is convinced he can escape the limitations of mortality. For Azure, this world is merely a fleeting dream, and the true reality, the one free of pain, lies just beyond reach. As such, his motivations don't always make the most sense to those around him.

SECRETS AND FEARS ⫻ He is "Widowed twice over", having directly, and accidentally, caused the death of both his now-deceased spouses. He fears never finding his soulmate and never being able to enter the Otherworld. He doesn't fear death itself, only the wrong death that would prematurely end his true destiny. Azure believes The Otherworld is a secret reserved only for himself and his soulmate-to-be.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Bisexual, having first been married to a man, and then a woman.

WHAT WAS THE FIRST DAY WITH MAGIC LIKE? ⫻ The emergence of his magic accidentally caused the death of his second spouse, and though the experience was traumatic at first, he surmised this person was not his soulmate after all and therefore, he should continue looking. But more importantly, discovering his magic convinced him even more that he is something of the fey and not of this world.

FLAWS ⫻ Azure's greatest flaw is his obsessive belief in The Otherworld, which blinds him to the real beauty and connections around him. His devotion to find his soulmate leaves him somewhat isolated, as he views others as distractions or tools to manipulate to achieve his goal, drawing them into his web of secrets. His possessive nature leads him to fiercely guard what he considers his, whether it be people, possessions, or memories. He can also be somewhat self-indulgent too, thinking only of what he wants rather than what is best for others. Ultimately, Azure's inability to completely distinguish between fantasy and reality keeps him trapped in a cycle of longing, dissatisfaction, and heartbreak.

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"I can give you the eternal love you have always wished for. Just promise me, you will not pry..."

Born into the shadows of Los Angeles, where the glittering lights of the city never reached the crumbling tenements he called home, Azure's family teetered on the edge of homelessness, scraping by on odd jobs and dwindling hope. Despite the hardships, his mother’s warmth and his sisters’ laughter gave him fleeting moments of joy. But the fragile foundation of his life shattered when tragedy struck. A devastating fire claimed the lives of his father and two older sisters, leaving Azure and his mother to pick up the broken pieces. With grief weighing heavily on their hearts, his mother turned to stories, weaving vivid tales of a magical place called the Otherworld. In this mystical realm, she promised, there was no pain or loss, only perfect love and everything was beautiful. She had only told him these stories to help him cope with the pain. And that, despite the pain, he was more than a mere human, he was destined for so much more.

But little did she know how deeply Azure clung to these tales, his mother’s words filling the void left by his family’s absence and planting the seed of a dream that would shape his life forever.

Fate, however, was not finished with its cruel hand. His mother, the anchor of his fragile world, fell ill and passed away, leaving Azure utterly alone. Homeless and grief-stricken, he wandered the streets of Los Angeles, carrying the stories of the Otherworld in his heart like a sacred text. The belief that he could one day escape his suffering and find a soulmate who would lead him to that promised land became his guiding light. But the harsh reality of life on the streets tempered his desperation with cunning. Azure learned to charm and manipulate, using his beauty and silver tongue to survive, all the while clinging to the dream of a love so perfect it could defy the cruel world that had taken everything from him.

Salvation came in the form of Agatha, an old family friend who found Azure huddled on a street corner. Agatha was a wealthy but cold woman who lived in a sprawling, dilapidated mansion with her lonely son, Charlie. Welcomed into their home, Azure quickly became a beacon of light for Charlie, who had spent most of his life neglected by his mother.

The two boys bonded over their shared loneliness, and Azure’s enchanting stories of the Otherworld mesmerized Charlie, giving him something to believe in. But beneath Azure’s magnetic charm lay a growing need for control. As their friendship deepened, Azure began subtly manipulating Charlie, ensuring his loyalty by feeding into his insecurities and isolating him from others. The mansion became their private universe, a gilded cage where Azure ruled as the center of Charlie’s world.

As they grew older, their bond evolved into something more. They married in their early twenties, their youthful passion masking the cracks in their relationship. For a time, they lived as young lovers in their own world, but the toxicity of Azure’s need for control and Charlie’s growing resentment began to surface. When Charlie finally tried to leave, Azure’s desperation exploded into violence. In a heated argument, he impulsively lashed out, unintentionally pushing Charlie down the grand staircase of their home.

The fall was fatal.

Charlie’s death was ruled an accident, and Azure escaped suspicion. But the loss haunted him, not for the love he had lost, but for the soulmate he believed Charlie was not. Determined to find the one who would lead him to the Otherworld, Azure buried the past and moved forward.

Years later, he met Aisha, a woman drawn to his otherworldly allure and the promises of eternal love he whispered into her ears. She fell for him completely, bewitched by his beauty and the dream he painted for their future. Azure’s condition—that she never pry into his past—seemed like a small price to pay for the perfection he promised. But curiosity gnawed at her, and when she uncovered the truth about his history and confronted him, it unleashed something inside him. His long-suppressed anger and grief collided with a newfound power he didn’t fully understand. Everything in the room, including Aisha, began floating aimlessly. Overwhelmed with horror at what had happened, Aisha ran out of the house screaming and, in her mania, ran into the road and was hit by a car. Azure was left widowed once again, but this time, his pain was tempered by revelation. He smiled to himself, almost reaffirming. He believed this was a sign that he was not truly of this world. His newfound magic confirmed what he had always felt: he was destined for The Otherworld.

Now twice widowed and carrying the scars of his past, Azure continues his search for his true soulmate in the small town of Twin Pines. Each day, his belief in the Otherworld grows stronger, fueled by his grief, his magic, and his unshakable conviction that he is meant for a realm beyond this one. After each death, somehow, he feels closer to the perfect love that will unlock the gates to the Otherworld and free him from the pain of this mortal coil.

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"Why stay tethered to this place when you and I can drift into the Otherworld?"

MAGIC ⫻ Velvet Gravity; Azure can soften gravity around himself in a small area, making objects float gently or appear virtually weightless.

MAGIC DESCRIPTION ⫻ Azure’s magic, Velvet Gravity, allows him to manipulate gravity’s pull with a delicate, almost sensual touch, softening its grip like velvet against skin. When he activates this power, the world around him seems to lose its weight—objects drift lazily through the air, untethered by the usual rules. Azure can use this effect on himself, allowing him to traverse effortlessly across rooftops, leap impossible distances, move silently, walk on water, cushion his falls, or descend from great heights with the grace of a feather caught in a gentle breeze, among other applications.

With concentration, Azure can apply this effect selectively, creating pockets of softened gravity in specific areas and he can extend it to those around him, allowing them to benefit from this weightlessness. In battle, he uses it to disorient opponents—swords swing sluggishly, bodies stumble as their sense of balance warps, and thrown projectiles hang uselessly mid-air.

LIMITS ⫻ Velvet Gravity’s abilities are limited by Azure’s need to focus on the immediate area around him. He can only influence the gravity of objects or individuals within a certain radius, making it ineffective for long-range manipulation. This magic also requires a great deal of concentration, as Azure must maintain a delicate balance to avoid creating unintended effects like destabilizing objects or causing them to float away uncontrollably. The more objects he tries to manipulate at once, the more taxing it becomes on his stamina, limiting the duration and frequency with which he can use it

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Gravity may be a constant but Azure's control over it is not. Immense concentration is needed to maintain the effects of gravity and if something breaks it, he risks a feedback loop where the magic he waves is instead applied to him alone and not to the world around him. Thus, if he lowered the gravity around him, he could float away without being able to control it. Likewise, if he decreases the gravity of an object that same gravitational shift could apply to selective parts of his body. His heart, for example, would not be as effective without gravity's pull.

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"Sometimes, the most exquisite things are the ones that hurt the most."

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Happy Padmanabhan

"Is Happy my real name? What, you think I made it up for the aesthetic?"

_______________________________________________ Khushwant "Happy" Padmanabhan | He/Him | 24 | Human, Indian-American | 6'2" | 165 lbs _______________________________________________ Easygoing _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents "I may not have a fancy degree, but I can take a damn good photo. And also, like… play ‘Wonderwall’ really well." ___________________________________ [+] Photography ⫻ As a photographer for the town’s local news network, Happy has a keen eye for capturing beauty in everyday life. Whether it’s a stunning sunset over the beach or a candid moment between strangers, he finds a story in every shot. Guitar Playing ⫻ Happy is a skilled guitarist with a natural ear for music. He teaches kids how to play as a side job, preferring to make lessons fun and relaxed rather than rigid, believing music should be enjoyed, not forced. Athleticism ⫻ Happy is naturally athletic and enjoys surfing, volleyball, soccer, and basketball. He’s not the most competitive player, but he plays for the love of the game, often bringing people together through sports rather than trying to dominate. Empathy & Perception ⫻ Despite his himbo reputation, Happy is deeply intuitive and can easily pick up on people’s emotions. He has a way of making people feel comfortable and heard, even if they don’t realize they needed someone to listen. Quick Reflexes & Balance ⫻ His years of surfing and playing sports have given him excellent reflexes and balance. Whether catching a falling camera, dodging a rogue volleyball, or staying upright on his surfboard in rough waters, he moves with an effortless ease.

Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "Everyone’s got something beautiful about them—you just gotta know where to look." You know, Happy kind of has an effortless, boy-next-door charm that makes him instantly approachable. His warm brown skin, kissed by the sun from long hours at the beach, is smooth except for the noticeable scars tracing his left leg and foot—a lasting souvenir from a surfing accident. His face is defined by a prominent nose, something he used to be self-conscious about but has since embraced as a unique part of him. Thick, expressive eyebrows frame his deep-set almond-shaped eyes, which are a rich, dark brown, almost black in certain lighting, framed by thick lashes that make them stand out. His full lips are often curved into an easy, knowing smile, the kind that puts people at ease, while his wavy black hair, thick and slightly tousled, falls just to his neck in an effortlessly cool way. Though he’s not obsessed with fashion, Happy has a distinct style—he gravitates toward silk shirts or anything soft and breathable, favoring comfort over name brands. His lean, toned frame, built from years of surfing, soccer, basketball and volleyball, fits well into relaxed, well-fitting clothes that move with him. He’s rarely seen without his glasses, round frames that sit comfortably on his nose since he can’t stand the feel of contacts. A thin gold chain rests against his collarbone, matching the small golden earrings that glint subtly in the light. Beneath his shirt, a dusting of hair decorates his chest, something he’s indifferent about but wouldn’t bother shaving. Altogether, Happy carries himself with an easy confidence—not the kind that demands attention, but the kind that makes people feel like they’ve known him forever.

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"Dude, life’s too short to stress about things you can’t control. Just relax and ride the wave."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ To be honest, Happy doesn’t have a grand, meticulously planned-out life goal—he just wants to live a fulfilling life doing what he loves. He wants to capture the world’s beauty through his photography, inspire joy in others, and maybe, someday, find a place (or a person) where he truly belongs. While he enjoys teaching guitar and working as a photographer for the local news network, his real dream is to travel and document the world through his lens. Perhaps become a famous documentarist.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻
Happy believes in going with the flow, trusting that things will work out in the end. He sees beauty in the little things—sunsets, laughter, the way light catches in someone's eyes—and believes that happiness is about appreciating those fleeting moments. He thinks people take life too seriously, and while he doesn’t ignore hardships, he prefers to sidestep negativity rather than dwell on it.

SECRETS AND FEARS ⫻ Despite his easygoing nature, Happy fears failure—not in the traditional sense, but in a deeper, existential way. He worries that one day he’ll look back and realize he never truly chose a path, that he drifted through life without ever making something of himself. He also avoids emotional vulnerability, fearing that if he stops running from his problems, they’ll finally catch up to him. Secretly, he sometimes wonders if people only like him for his good vibes and not for who he really is underneath.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Happy's mostly been into women all his life. It's not something he's given much thought. But if you were to ask him, he'd probably identify as bisexual or pansexual. He's kissed a few boys in the past and wasn't mad at it, even if it wasn't his first choice. He's more about connection than anything else, drawn to people who make him feel alive and free. Happy flirts effortlessly, but genuine, deep emotional intimacy is something he’s still learning to navigate.

"Listen, I’m not saying I have commitment issues… but my longest relationship is with my camera."

WHAT WAS THE FIRST DAY WITH MAGIC LIKE? ⫻ Happy’s first day with his Starlight Knight magic was unexpected and chaotic, unfolding during a friendly volleyball match at the beach. As he leaped into the air to spike the ball, a surge of cosmic energy coursed through him, and in an instant, wings of shimmering starlight erupted from his back. At the same time, a bow of glowing starlight appeared in his hands, perfectly formed but unfamiliar. For a brief, breathtaking moment, he hovered in mid-air, the ball forgotten, as he stared at the ethereal wings that kept him afloat. The magic faded almost as quickly as it had appeared, leaving him plummeting back to the sand, stunned and breathless. The rest of his teammates were too caught up in their own game to notice, but Happy was left reeling, caught between awe and confusion about what had just happened.

FLAWS ⫻ He has a tendency to run from his problems rather than face them head-on. Happy would much rather avoid confrontation, often laughing things off or distracting himself instead of dealing with difficult emotions. While his easygoing nature makes him well-liked, it can also make him seem unreliable when things get tough. Despite being more perceptive than people give him credit for, he downplays his own intelligence, sometimes selling himself short or not pushing himself toward greater ambitions. Happy's optimism, while a strength, can also make him a little naïve, trusting people too easily or giving them the benefit of the doubt even when they don’t deserve it.

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"Sometimes I wish I could just go back to simpler days, before everything got so... complicated."

Happy Padmanabhan was born in the small town of Twin Pines to second-generation Indian parents, a place where time seems to meander very slowly. His childhood was soft, laced with the hum of distant laughter and the warm light of a life without great tumult. The kind of childhood that was peaceful in its mediocrity, yet the subtle weight of being the middle child clung to him. Not ignored, per se, but often drifting between the shadows of his older siblings’ expectations and the demands of his younger siblings’ needs.

It was in this in-between space that Happy found his refuge—not in the confines of family duty, but in the open, welcoming arms of his hobbies and friends. The world of sports, photography, and music became his escape, his solace. With a camera in hand and a guitar at his fingertips, Happy could vanish into his own world, one where he could shape his own narrative. Still, he moved forward; a high-school dropout carving out a life for himself in the town that had shaped him.

As he stumbled into adulthood, Happy found an unexpected break when his passion for photography turned into a job. Through a freelance gig capturing images of Twin Pines' town history for a local preservation effort, Happy got a chance to save a historic building—the old hotel that had long been a centerpiece of the town but was facing demolition. His photographs helped garner enough attention to keep the building standing, and the news director, impressed by his eye for detail, offered him a job as a photographer for the local news channel.

But the pay was pitiful.

To make ends meet, Happy took up teaching guitar to local kids, his easygoing demeanor and natural teaching style making him a beloved instructor. Yet, still, his income just barely exceeded his bills—he lived simply in a cramped apartment in the old hotel he had helped preserve.

But life, ever unpredictable, had more in store. During a friendly volleyball match at the beach, Happy’s world shifted in an instant. As he jumped to spike the ball, something within him sparked—an uncontrollable surge of celestial power. Before he knew it, wings of starlight burst from his back, and a glowing bow appeared in his hands. Hovering mid-air, momentarily suspended by the cosmic energy, he released the ball with an odd kind of precision, the wings and bow vanishing just as quickly as they had come. The magic faded, but the weight of that moment lingered. Happy stood there, dumbstruck, unsure of what he had just experienced.

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"It's strange, you know? This starlight—it feels like it’s always been a part of me."

MAGIC ⫻ Starlight Knight; This magic grants Happy a radiant, angelic form, allowing him to fly with wings of starlight, wield a bow, sword, and shield made of this pure cosmic energy, and heal others with his touch.

MAGIC DESCRIPTION ⫻

They call it Starlight Knight—a gift of radiant divinity that wraps Happy in a celestial glow, lifting him beyond mortal bounds. When summoned, wings of pure, iridescent starlight unfurl from his back, their brilliance casting long, golden shadows as he takes to the sky. In his grasp, a bow forms—its string humming with power, loosing arrows of raw luminescence that streak through the air like falling stars, striking with unerring precision. When battle demands it, a sword and shield of the same sacred, cosmic energy manifest at his will, their edges gleaming with an ethereal sharpness that can cut through darkness itself. Yet, for all its might, Starlight Knight is not just a weapon—it is mercy. From his hands emanates a healing starry radiance, mending wounds, soothing pain, restoring what was broken. Starlight, in its truest form, both shields and strikes, destroys and redeems. And in Happy’s hands, it does both.

At The Start of the Story

For now, Happy can only manifest the Starlight Bow and his aim isn't always accurate, though being naturally athletic and playing sports like Basketball and Volleyball, he's got decent aim. He hasn't been able to manifest the Starlight Wings again since they appeared the first time during the volleyball match and he doesn't even know he will eventually be able to heal others and manifest a Starlight Sword and Shield. In due time...

LIMITS ⫻ Maintaining his angelic form drains Happy’s stamina rapidly, forcing him to pace himself in battle. His wings, while granting him flight, are not invincible—strong attacks can disrupt his airborne movement or even force him to land. The starlight-formed bow and sword require precision and focus, meaning reckless or panicked attacks weaken their effectiveness. Healing others is equally taxing, as it draws from his own celestial energy, leaving him physically exhausted if overused.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ The Starlight Knight is a power that is at it's strongest during the day, and weakest during the dark of night. This power draws additional strength from the ambient light available and thus, it will be important for Happy to remember to utilize the strengths during the day and account for its weakness at night.

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"I’d rather be happy than perfect any day. See what I did there?"

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Primality

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The soft hum of conversation spilled from the auditorium doors, but the ceremony had yet to begin. Hugo peeked inside, noting the empty stage and restless shuffling of students finding their seats. With time to spare, he retreated to a quiet windowsill just down the hall, sliding his back against the cool wall and opening Francisco’s homework he'd clutched tight to his chest. His pen moved fluidly over the pages, each question answered with ease. The equations and essay prompts posed no challenge—if anything, they were insulting in their simplicity. Yet with every answer he penned, a knot of frustration tightened in his chest. Not at the work itself, but at himself, for complying so effortlessly. For being this—someone who bowed his head, who obeyed, all for the sake of keeping fragile things intact.

Outside the tall window, the sky had darkened slightly, heavy with clouds. It wasn’t until a faint flurry of snowflakes drifted past the glass that Hugo realized his emotions had slipped beyond his control. The delicate crystals fell softly, dancing against the backdrop of gray. His breath hitched. With a small, sharp inhale, he clenched his jaw, steadying his heart. The snowfall ceased instantly, the magic retreating as though it had never been there. He hated this—the delicate tether between his emotions and his powers. As if the universe conspired to remind him of what he was, every time he slipped.

The hallway grew louder, filled with the buzz of students gathering near the auditorium’s entrance. Hugo kept his gaze down, trying to refocus, but his mind wandered.

John Summers.

The thought appeared uninvited, subtle at first, like a whisper. He frowned slightly, shaking it off, returning to the scrawl of notes before him. But it came back, more insistent this time. John, with his easy smiles and casual waves. John, who was nice to everyone, even people like Hugo.

Hugo tapped the pen against his chin thoughtfully. Perhaps… it was worth a try.

Sliding the unfinished papers back into the binder, he stood, smoothing his uniform with practiced precision before weaving through the crowd. It didn’t take long to spot John in the hall, heading toward the auditorium with that same friendly ease.

Hugo approached quietly, falling into step beside him.

"John," he said softly, his voice smooth like velvet but touched with just enough vulnerability to seem sincere. When John turned, Hugo kept his expression composed, though his eyes carried a weight that wasn’t entirely feigned. "I was wondering if I could ask a favor. It’s… small, really."

He glanced down briefly, as if hesitant, then back up. "I need something from my family’s home. My diary, to be specific. But I can’t go there myself—my mother’s made it quite clear I’m not welcome. She’s…” He let the sentence trail off, as if the explanation was too painful to continue, though it was carefully calculated. "To be honest, I don’t have anyone else I can turn to."

The words hung in the air, soft and deliberate, designed to stir sympathy. Hugo wasn’t close to John, not really. But he knew kindness when he saw it, and John wore his heart on his sleeve. As John began to respond, Hugo’s attention shifted slightly. His eyes caught the crooked angle of John’s tie—a small detail, yet glaring to someone like Hugo. Without thinking, his hand reached out, fingers deftly adjusting the fabric, smoothing it into place with gentle precision. It was a reflex, born from habit more than affection.

"There," Hugo murmured, his hand dropping back to his side. His face remained composed, his usual distant poise settling back over him like a mask. "It was a little off."

He waited, his heart steady, though a quiet tension hummed beneath the surface.

The Symphony: Modern Magic

Azure Roux

"We are all made of fragile things—memories, whispers, and shadows."

_______________________________________________ Azure Amir Étienne Roux | He/Him | 25 | Human, Black-American (of Senegalese and Monegasque descent) | 6'0" | 159 lbs _______________________________________________ Mysterious _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents "Talent? No, it's instinct." ___________________________________ [+] Singing ⫻ His voice is hauntingly beautiful, with a dreamlike quality that lingers in the air and captivates anyone who hears it. Playing the ocarina ⫻ Before her death, Azure's mother gifted him an ocarina and taught him how to play the lullabies of The Otherworld. These soulful melodies have a way of evoking wistful memories and unspoken desires. Storytelling ⫻ Azure has always had a knack for storytelling. He weaves enchanting tales filled with mystery and whimsy, blurring the line between reality and fantasy. Mythology and Folklore ⫻ His deep knowledge of myths and legends allows him to interpret and retell them in ways that feel deeply personal. Manipulating social dynamics ⫻ Azure has a talent, or what he'd rather call, an instinct, for reading people and subtly guiding conversations or situations to his desired outcome.

Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "The world is unbearable without a touch of decadence, no?" Like something out of a gothic fairytale, Azure Roux is a vision of ethereal elegance, his tall, svelte frame carrying an air of mystery and effortless grace. His dark skin shimmers under the full moon, smooth as polished obsidian, while his mystical violet eyes seem to hold galaxies within them, drawing people in with their hypnotic witchlight. His features are delicately balanced—full lips, a button nose, and short, tightly curled hair that frames his face like a crown of dark clouds. Slightly pointed ears lend him an almost fey-like quality. Silver hoop earrings glint with every turn of his head, subtle accents that add to his striking beauty. Every detail, from his posture to his gaze, radiates an allure that is equal parts human and otherworldly. His style is no less captivating. Azure is rarely seen without his black mink coat, its oversized hood often draped like a shadowy halo around his head, giving him a mysterious and commanding presence. Beneath the luxurious fabric lies an unusual tattoo etched into the skin of his toned chest, its design both intricate and arcane, a secret of his past whispered only to the stars. Everything about him feels deliberate, from the small details of his appearance to the way he holds your gaze just a moment too long. There's an unnatural pull to Azure, an undeniable charm that makes it hard to tell whether he’s luring you into a dream or a trap. Either way, his natural magnetism lingers long after he's gone.

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"Hold on to your secrets, my love. They're far more valuable than honesty."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ Azure is not wholly in his right mind, though perhaps he never has been. His main goal is to find his soulmate, believing this person, whoever they may be, is the key to achieving his true goal in life, entering The Otherworld, a mystical place he has believed in since childhood. He believes, in The Otherworld, he can live eternally without pain or suffering...

PHILOSOPHY ⫻
Azure believes that life is a series of delicate, interwoven tales, each moment a potential masterpiece to be crafted. In his eyes, the world he inhabits is only a shadow of something far greater, a prelude to the eternal. Since childhood, he's viewed his every step as part of a sacred journey toward The Otherworld, a place where he is convinced he can escape the limitations of mortality. For Azure, this world is merely a fleeting dream, and the true reality, the one free of pain, lies just beyond reach. As such, his motivations don't always make the most sense to those around him.

SECRETS AND FEARS ⫻ He is "Widowed twice over", having directly, and accidentally, caused the death of both his now-deceased spouses. He fears never finding his soulmate and never being able to enter the Otherworld. He doesn't fear death itself, only the wrong death that would prematurely end his true destiny. Azure believes The Otherworld is a secret reserved only for himself and his soulmate-to-be.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Bisexual, having first been married to a man, and then a woman.

WHAT WAS THE FIRST DAY WITH MAGIC LIKE? ⫻ The emergence of his magic accidentally caused the death of his second spouse, and though the experience was traumatic at first, he surmised this person was not his soulmate after all and therefore, he should continue looking. But more importantly, discovering his magic convinced him even more that he is something of the fey and not of this world.

FLAWS ⫻ Azure's greatest flaw is his obsessive belief in The Otherworld, which blinds him to the real beauty and connections around him. His devotion to find his soulmate leaves him somewhat isolated, as he views others as distractions or tools to manipulate to achieve his goal, drawing them into his web of secrets. His possessive nature leads him to fiercely guard what he considers his, whether it be people, possessions, or memories. He can also be somewhat self-indulgent too, thinking only of what he wants rather than what is best for others. Ultimately, Azure's inability to completely distinguish between fantasy and reality keeps him trapped in a cycle of longing, dissatisfaction, and heartbreak.

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"I can give you the eternal love you have always wished for. Just promise me, you will not pry..."

Born into the shadows of Los Angeles, where the glittering lights of the city never reached the crumbling tenements he called home, Azure's family teetered on the edge of homelessness, scraping by on odd jobs and dwindling hope. Despite the hardships, his mother’s warmth and his sisters’ laughter gave him fleeting moments of joy. But the fragile foundation of his life shattered when tragedy struck. A devastating fire claimed the lives of his father and two older sisters, leaving Azure and his mother to pick up the broken pieces. With grief weighing heavily on their hearts, his mother turned to stories, weaving vivid tales of a magical place called the Otherworld. In this mystical realm, she promised, there was no pain or loss, only perfect love and everything was beautiful. She had only told him these stories to help him cope with the pain. And that, despite the pain, he was more than a mere human, he was destined for so much more.

But little did she know how deeply Azure clung to these tales, his mother’s words filling the void left by his family’s absence and planting the seed of a dream that would shape his life forever.

Fate, however, was not finished with its cruel hand. His mother, the anchor of his fragile world, fell ill and passed away, leaving Azure utterly alone. Homeless and grief-stricken, he wandered the streets of Los Angeles, carrying the stories of the Otherworld in his heart like a sacred text. The belief that he could one day escape his suffering and find a soulmate who would lead him to that promised land became his guiding light. But the harsh reality of life on the streets tempered his desperation with cunning. Azure learned to charm and manipulate, using his beauty and silver tongue to survive, all the while clinging to the dream of a love so perfect it could defy the cruel world that had taken everything from him.

Salvation came in the form of Agatha, an old family friend who found Azure huddled on a street corner. Agatha was a wealthy but cold woman who lived in a sprawling, dilapidated mansion with her lonely son, Charlie. Welcomed into their home, Azure quickly became a beacon of light for Charlie, who had spent most of his life neglected by his mother.

The two boys bonded over their shared loneliness, and Azure’s enchanting stories of the Otherworld mesmerized Charlie, giving him something to believe in. But beneath Azure’s magnetic charm lay a growing need for control. As their friendship deepened, Azure began subtly manipulating Charlie, ensuring his loyalty by feeding into his insecurities and isolating him from others. The mansion became their private universe, a gilded cage where Azure ruled as the center of Charlie’s world.

As they grew older, their bond evolved into something more. They married in their early twenties, their youthful passion masking the cracks in their relationship. For a time, they lived as young lovers in their own world, but the toxicity of Azure’s need for control and Charlie’s growing resentment began to surface. When Charlie finally tried to leave, Azure’s desperation exploded into violence. In a heated argument, he impulsively lashed out, unintentionally pushing Charlie down the grand staircase of their home.

The fall was fatal.

Charlie’s death was ruled an accident, and Azure escaped suspicion. But the loss haunted him, not for the love he had lost, but for the soulmate he believed Charlie was not. Determined to find the one who would lead him to the Otherworld, Azure buried the past and moved forward.

Years later, he met Aisha, a woman drawn to his otherworldly allure and the promises of eternal love he whispered into her ears. She fell for him completely, bewitched by his beauty and the dream he painted for their future. Azure’s condition—that she never pry into his past—seemed like a small price to pay for the perfection he promised. But curiosity gnawed at her, and when she uncovered the truth about his history and confronted him, it unleashed something inside him. His long-suppressed anger and grief collided with a newfound power he didn’t fully understand. Everything in the room, including Aisha, began floating aimlessly. Overwhelmed with horror at what had happened, Aisha ran out of the house screaming and, in her mania, ran into the road and was hit by a car. Azure was left widowed once again, but this time, his pain was tempered by revelation. The illusions of himself smiled at him, almost reaffirming. He believed this was a sign that he was not truly of this world. His newfound magic confirmed what he had always felt: he was destined for The Otherworld.

Now twice widowed and carrying the scars of his past, Azure continues his search for his true soulmate in the small town of Twin Pines. Each day, his belief in the Otherworld grows stronger, fueled by his grief, his magic, and his unshakable conviction that he is meant for a realm beyond this one. After each death, somehow, he feels closer to the perfect love that will unlock the gates to the Otherworld and free him from the pain of this mortal coil.

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"Why stay tethered to this place when you and I can drift into the Otherworld?"

MAGIC ⫻ Velvet Gravity; Azure can soften gravity around himself in a small area, making objects float gently or appear virtually weightless.

MAGIC DESCRIPTION ⫻ Azure’s magic, Velvet Gravity, allows him to manipulate gravity’s pull with a delicate, almost sensual touch, softening its grip like velvet against skin. When he activates this power, the world around him seems to lose its weight—objects drift lazily through the air, untethered by the usual rules. Azure can use this effect on himself, allowing him to traverse effortlessly across rooftops, leap impossible distances, move silently, walk on water, cushion his falls, or descend from great heights with the grace of a feather caught in a gentle breeze, among other applications.

With concentration, Azure can apply this effect selectively, creating pockets of softened gravity in specific areas and he can extend it to those around him, allowing them to benefit from this weightlessness. In battle, he uses it to disorient opponents—swords swing sluggishly, bodies stumble as their sense of balance warps, and thrown projectiles hang uselessly mid-air.

LIMITS ⫻ Velvet Gravity’s abilities are limited by Azure’s need to focus on the immediate area around him. He can only influence the gravity of objects or individuals within a certain radius, making it ineffective for long-range manipulation. This magic also requires a great deal of concentration, as Azure must maintain a delicate balance to avoid creating unintended effects like destabilizing objects or causing them to float away uncontrollably. The more objects he tries to manipulate at once, the more taxing it becomes on his stamina, limiting the duration and frequency with which he can use it

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Gravity may be a constant but Azure's control over it is not. Immense concentration is needed to maintain the effects of gravity and if something breaks it he risks a feedback loop where the magic he waves is instead applied to him alone and not to the world around him. Thus, if he lowered the gravity around him he could float away without being able to control it. Likewise, if he decreases the gravity of an object that same gravitational shift could apply to selective parts of his body. His heart, for example, would not be as effective without gravity's pull.

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"Sometimes, the most exquisite things are the ones that hurt the most."

MISQ SECTION

The Symphony: Modern Magic

Ooc will go live in a day or two!

@Aeolian

I’d wait until the OOC is up but if you want to PM me the sheet I’ll look it over!

@NoriWasHere

Thanks Nori. Ill just wait for the OOC to open. :)

Goddess Hollow: Guardians of the Divine Bloodline

I'm sorry to hear that, I've been caught up in quite a few things but was absolutely planning on making a character if the RP got some more traction. The only thing I can think of would be the requirement to use AI art, which while not being my preference is something I was able to look past because the concept seemed fun. However I know a lot of people are staunchly against it.

@BurningCold

I do enjoy the AI element of the character sheet for aesthetic consistency, but perhaps you are right, and that requirement turned away potential players. I think it's probably too late now, but if I ever try to interest check a new story, I will just leave out the AI requirement since it may have alienated players from joining. I appreciate your feedback. :)

Goddess Hollow: Guardians of the Divine Bloodline

Hi everyone,

In the name of transparency, I don't know where to go with this roleplay, as we didn't get the interest I'd hoped for. It's already been 2 weeks and the masses don't seem too interested in a story like this. Perhaps that is the fault of mine for not conceptualizing a tale that is more engaging or maybe I just lacked engagement with the audience altogether. I don't know, frankly. In any case, I will probably close this story/lock this thread in the next few days depending on what happens. I'm grateful to the handful of you that did express interest.

Cheers to that! 🐸

The Symphony: Modern Magic

@NoriWasHere

Hey love. I've already got the character sheet finished. Should I post it here, or wait till the OOC is up?

Cheers!