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Current I'm back! :D I'm really excited to get back into writing!
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RIP Alan Rickman :(
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That moment you get pied in the face for your school's Book Club XD
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You know you're a nerd when you buy Harry Potter in Latin :P
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@BlueAjah yeah they will. I was thinking of making someones flower bud being stolen/ destroyed before it blooms though.


Alright cool. And interesting... What happens when it's destroyed? (You've probably already answered this but I can't remember :P)
Probably an obvious question but will the siblings get a flower or not? Either way would make it interesting.

Lillian


Lillian’s eyes stayed on the man as he fingered through the array of weapons, selecting three. To her disbelief, a corroded book was one of them. What was a book going to do against a pack of massive sized, rabies infested, man-eating squirrels? At least that was what Lillian pictured they would be facing. Perhaps if he smacked it hard enough it could do some damage? Of course the possibilities were endless and it might prove to be more useful than she thought. Anything could happen in a dream.

After he finished picking his weapons, the man gave Lillian a reassuring look and glanced down at the bow and arrows. All the others seemed to know which weapon(s) they wanted without much hesitation at all. A tiny voice in her head spoke ‘the weapon chooses the hunter’ but she mainly just ignored it.

Stepping up to the weapons, Lillian took one last time to look at all of the options. It was now or never. She snatched the bow and arrow quickly and threw it over her back, courtesy of a leather handle. Was that all she needed? Images of someone attacking her close up sent her digging through the pile yet again. Lillian’s fingers brushed over a razor sharp knife, causing a droplet of blood to escape her ring finger. “Ouch!” She cried out, her face rising with heat at the sight of the blood. Lillian tried not to look or even think about it. She could feel bile rising up her throat, feel the pounding headache. It’s only a little, she could handle it.

Now wasn’t the time for little girl tantrums anyway. She had to at least try to be a brave, courageous girl and fight whatever came at her. In order to do that, she needed a sword. Sucking on her finger and trying not to gag, she came across a small, silver sword. Lillian held it with her left hand. It was rather light and even, perfect for her clumsy hands to hold. The end was still pretty sharp though and she would have to remember to keep an eye on it.

Lillian’s head popped up at the sound of a high pitched scream. It hadn’t even been an hour and someone was already in trouble? This was one heck of a dream she couldn’t wait to tell...Who exactly? Lillian’s brain was still fuzzy and couldn’t remember anything at all. Of course Maria had said they needed to fight in order to find their lost memories.

Before she could think of a plan, Lillian raced toward the scream, not looking to see if the man followed. Part of her assumed he would, at least she hoped he would. Hut, two, three, four! Hut, two, three four! She repeated over and over again in her mind as she ran toward the scene. Five men dressed in shadows were dragging a screaming woman toward a place Lillian was sure the woman didn’t want to be. It wasn’t the giant squirrels she’d expected but like she said, anything could happen in a dream.

The man Donny who had untied her hands from earlier was already there, singing an adventurous song on his guitar and attacking the strangers with his rope. Lillian had never seen anyone fight like that before and she gasped in awe. Glancing down at her sword and bow, it finally dawned on Lillian that she had no idea how to even use a weapon. Standing right in the middle of the road, it was only a matter of time before they’d catch sight of her. Well, she might as well attempt to fight now. It might even be fun.

“My name is Lillian, champion of justice, and in the name of this strange place, I will punish you!” She called out, trying her best not to giggle. The saying felt so familiar and something she’d heard a million of times, but once again her memory was blocked.

Lillian held out her sword and walked up to Donny, taking a fighting stance. All she had to do was whack it right? It couldn’t be that hard. She could be a warrior if she wanted to, it was her dream after all. She eyed the hooded creeps with a fierce stare, although it might seem goofy to others. She'd wait for them to say something before she attacked though. It was only fair to hear what was going on.
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Role/Class: Mayor’s Daughter (Sibling)

Age/Gender(18-20)/Gender: 18/Female

Personality
Guinevere craves for the feeling of adventure. Traveling across the world and defeating various evils is what fills her dreams at night. Staying in her home town forever frightens Guinevere and she would do anything to escape that future. While leaving her father will be the hardest thing in her life, she knows fulfilling her dream is what she needs to do.

Hardworking and stubborn, Guinevere will never give up on something she’s determine to do. Even if that something puts her in danger, she’ll do whatever it takes. Giving up is never an option and something she’ll die before doing. As long as she’s breathing, it’ll be done.

Thanks to her long, hard hours of training, Guinevere has gained an incredible sense of patience. She can outwait anything or anyone. By being patient and calm, she tends to upset and startle multiple people though. Some of the townsman even play little games as to see how fast Guinevere can piss off the new resident.

While Guinevere has a strong, feminine personality, she doesn’t have very many friends. By no means is she shy or frightened to speak to others for her bravery outshines none. Girls her age feel a little standoffish by her so Guinevere tends to stay back and hangs out with the guys.

Guinevere has a terrible reputation for causing disasters. Wherever she goes, accidents seem to follow. She has a wild spirit that loves to have fun, even if that ‘fun’ means jumping on the roofs of the town. Countless people have scolded her for it, including her own father, but Guinevere just doesn’t seem to let up. When adventure calls, Guinevere must follow.

Bio
Born from generations of warriors, it was obvious Guinevere would have the same fighting spirit as her ancestors. From the moment she could walk, Guinevere was given a sword and learned the craft of swordsmanship. Unlike most girls in the town learning how to sew and take care of a household, she spent her time clashing swords with the boys. It wasn’t long before she gained a reputation for being a mighty warrior.

Due to her passion for swords, Guinevere has an incredibly close bond with her father. They’ll often spend nights together, looking at the stars and discussing various adventurous stories they’ve both learned or even made up. Unfortunately, Guinevere spent so much time fighting, she was never able to establish a close relationship with her mother. While they both love each other, they just never connected the way a mother and daughter are supposed to.

Countless admirers have caught Guinevere’s eye, but she chooses to ignore anything to do with romance. The idea of falling in love seems terrifying to her. Any romance could lead to marriage, which would mean the destruction of her dream. So she runs from anyone who even dares winking at her. When it comes to battling monsters or villains, Guinevere is fearless and completely brave, but mention the word love and she’ll take off running for her life. Most of the men around the town are aware of her distaste for romance so they tend to back off. Of course that doesn’t stop them from talking about her when she isn’t around.

Whenever she’s not holding a sword or eating like a complete glutton, Guinevere spends her free time playing chess. Strategy means everything and Guinevere wants to be prepared should it ever be required of her.

Weapon

Guinevere carries around a single sword, a gift on her 16th birthday from her father. Shields are too heavy and boring for her, so she only uses them when absolutely necessary.

Skills:
Combat Queen: Guinevere is considered one of the best fighters in town. She can wield a sword like no other, with the exception of her father. She's not as strong as most men but uses her swift movement to outsmart and beat them.

Bravery: No one is braver than Guinevere, who is afraid of practically nothing (except marriage!).

Leadership: Like father, like daughter, Guinevere’s personality shines when things need done. She’s one of the few who steps up to the plate to establish a plan and determine the best solution.

Athletic and Fit:Sword fighting does the trick for putting you in shape. Guinevere will often spend time running around town to keep herself fit as well.0

Other:
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That's fine then ^^ Kind of nice that our characters have a bit of a similar look and a few of the same features as well :)


The only question is, who would win in a sword fight? XDD
@Melo

Either way works for me. I originally made Gwen 18 and she's a bit of a troublemaker so maybe younger? I also went and put the last name you had picked out too.Anyway, I tired to rewrite my CS but got distracted on Youtube :P I just updated her old CS and changed a few things. @Snarl, Here's the (sort of) updated CS.
Could I join? I am new so sorry if I am make a mistake.


Sure! Everyone needs a first RPG! :) There's a character sheet in the first post and once you finish filling that out, post it here (on the OOC) and we'll review it! :) If you need any help, just let us know! :)
@BlueAjah@ShadowVentus
Hello? Ya there?


I'm here. Sorry I haven't been posting. I'll try to get one up soon.



Gender: Female

Age: 37

Likes: Order, perfection, Clothes

Dislikes: Misbehaved students, Chaos, Messes

Biggest Fear: Ms.Stern is terrified of losing someone she loves once again.

Weapon: Rifle/Spear


The rifle will look more like the individual picture but the spear is what the picture combined would look like. Essentially, the spear will be hidden and compacted within the barrel of the rifle. When transformed into a spear, it’s pretty heavy from the extra part of the gun but due to her experience, Ms.Stern can use the spear with ease. The rifle aspect of the weapon is able to shoot a variety of bullets that can fire with a poisonous spray of Auren, a pure,solid Auren bullet (but these are very rare and Ms.Stern only has a few she keeps for extreme measures), as well as regular bullets.

Skills:
Angel Expert
Due to Ms.Stern’s spending 6 years studying Angel, there are very few people who know more about Angels than her. If anyone has a question regarding them, Ms.Stern would be the one to talk to

Excellent Aim
Ms.Stern has gained exceptional aim over the years of her training with her rifle, her favored weapon over the spear. It’s rumored that she can even fire over 2,000 yards, although this was during her younger days.

Personality:

To the students of Freymont Academy, Ms.Stern is a wicked hag who craves for nothing but punishing and torturing students. Order must be maintained and it’s Ms.Stern’s job to ensure that it is. While harsh, Ms.Stern is fair in the sense that she only gives students what they deserve. Anyone who dares misbehaves or shows signs of disrespect, in Ms.Stern’s eyes, deserves punishment. No matter if she favors a student, order will and must be obeyed.

Despite her strictness, Ms.Stern genuinely cares for her students and should any alarming harm come to them, she won’t hesitate to protect them. There is a heart deep down within her, although very few people have seen this side of her, as she likes to keep things ‘professional’.

Ms.Stern has a rather strange affinity toward fashion and owns a large collection of all the latest styles within her room. Of course, you won’t find Ms.Stern parading around the school in them. No, she mainly keeps them around to try on when she’s stressed or upset, often giving herself a fashion show. During work, you’ll always find her dressed in the most professional and conservative brand.

Biography:

Ms.Stern’s story started off as any ordinary life and her childhood was full of giggles and fun memories she’ll keep with her forever. All things must come to an end, as they say though. For at age 10, Ms.Stern’s parents passed away in a simple car accident. It had been the other driver who caused it, a Proticans they called him. Apparently something had caught his eye in the road and left him vulnerable to the road. No heroic death, no murder, just a stupid mistake that took her parents away.

After mourning, Ms.Stern was brought to her uncle’s house. It was here she finally learned about Angels. Kyle, her uncle, was obsessed with them and had an entire collection of books dedicated to the topic. It was only a matter of time before the little Ms.Stern came across them herself. Instead of watching movies and eating popcorn for fun, they’d research and get lost within the vast library of his collection. Together, they became experts over the high beings.

Kyle was drafted into the nation’s military 6 years later, leaving Ms.Stern all by herself once again. Rather than be shipped off to the nearest relative, Ms.Stern chose to join an Academy and train against the Angels she spent years memorizing facts about. Ms.Stern graduated at the top of her class, in both academics and athletic ability, but becoming a Protican was something she quickly found wasn’t for her. Strangely enough, she took an interest in teaching others about the dangerous beings and easily became one of the best. With talents in both facts and fighting, it wasn’t long before Professor Hilfox approached her to be apart of his new academy.

(Ms.Stern’s uncle mysteriously went missing during Ms.Stern’s training at an Academy and even today, officials are unsure as to what happened to him. No body was ever found.)
Name: Lillian (Lily)

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Appearance:

Weapons:




Personality:
Lillian’s the last person you’d ever expect to be a hunter. It’s a miracle Lillian can even walk, considering she falls over air every ten minutes. While she tries, Lillian tends to ruin everything her small fingers come across. That art project you spent weeks perfecting? She probably broke it five minutes ago. Disasters seem to haunt her every moment, whether it be bad luck or the fact that she’s just a complete klutz. It doesn’t stop her from trying incredibly hard for everything to be perfect though. In fact, she spends every waking moment of her life focusing on making things go by smoothly. Lillian's determination and will to keep going are two of her strongest assets.

A complete goof ball, Lillian has no trouble getting people to smile, the only talent she seems to have. Beaming with positive energy, Lillian alway tries her best to turn any depressing moment into a cheerful one. People often find themselves annoyed with her because she constantly tries to make everyone happy, especially when they want to be alone. She genuinely cares about other people though and wishes the best for them. To Lillian, even if it’s pretending, it’s better to be smiling than frowning.

While she may see all rainbows and cupcakes, Lillian too has a bad side lurking deep underneath thousands of mountains of sugar and dreams. She can often be overprotective of the ones she cares about, which frequently leads into trouble. Lillian doesn’t know when to stop talking either, an issue she never seems to be able to fix. However, her bad side rarely comes out, and she will try her best to compromise on everything so both parties are satisfied.

Lillian isn't afraid to learn new things and will gladly work hard to accomplish something as well. No matter how poor the situation looks, Lillian will keep working until the breath is sucked out of her or the job is completed. She strongly believes that if you start something, you should see it to the end, no matter what. She's a loyal Hufflepuff, who will follow you to the end.

Bio:
Lillian started off born from two loving parents, surrounded by caring friends, just a perfect, average life. There was nothing holding her back from being her cheery self. All memories of her life were completely stripped as she slowly fell to the Wasted Dream. She knows she lived a happy and passionate life but that’s as far as her memory can recall. Flashes of a white hospital room constantly haunt her mind, although she can’t remember why.

Other:
-Lillian is very uncomfortable around blood, often passing out at the sight of it.
-She also has a huge obsession with cake.
-Painting has become a passion of hers and she loves artwork as well
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