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Arkus Academy

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Cormac Holt

Name: Cormac.
Age:(12-18) 17
Appearance: i.pinimg.com/736x/fa/df/cd/fadfcdf4c7…

Stats: (Letter grade S-F, include any bonuses from abilities/spells)
(S=superior in every way, a one-in-amillion standout/A=Super human ability/B=Peak human ability/C=high end of average human ability/D=low end of average human ability /E=below average human ability/F=any ability in this field is almost negligible)
Strength:C
Speed:C
Precision:F
Endurance:S
Mana Reserve:F
Patron/Pact Info:Cag is a leafy-green skinned demon with two tails. One is a Imp’s tail the other is a Leopard's tail. Cag is a demon specializing in sight-types of magic. With his power can reveal the buried secrets and can see the weak points in others and objects. Much like a video game boss. Cag and Cormac use this enchantment for blackmail and to cheat another and basically rob them of their laughter.
Control:A
Spellcasting Class:Warlock.
Specialization: Healing, Pact Magic.
Notable Spells/Techniques: Cormac’s eyes have been enchanted by Cag to become “Truthers” as Cag calls his power. Cormac’s eyes were once Sky Blue and in order tobegin the pact working Cormac allowed Cag to alter his eyes.
The demi-Human can also heal with his voice after he adds it to an instrumental track.
Magical Items/Equipment: His voice recorder has a play button, Cormac keeps Cag inside of it and uses it to heal others he likes to call his voice recorder. “Headbang.”
Short History: ( about your character's past?)

Long, Long ago when Cormac was five he was told stories of magical entities, humans with psychic traits, and of the societal system back then. He grew up in Leviza If you ask Cormac the rumours of Angels are true. (Or he could be bullshittin’ depends on who he’s talking to.) He was a child of average of intelligence and magic useage. Cormac began as a Elementalist just like his grandfather before him and his sister before him. He followed the path of his grandfather (whom only taught the women of his family.) until one day he met an angel and a demon at the same time. It was a normal daydream for Cormac Holt he sat on a bloodstone table as the Angel and Demon spoke to him. He was slightly miffed as he was flirting with a nature spirit and only stopped to be polite to the infernal and divine spirits that had come to visit him.

These daydreams went on for five weeks...At the start of Week Seven Cormac had been informed that the nature spirit, Demon, and an unaffiliated spirit had died. Cormac asked the Angel who murdered them and the Angel told he. “I did it, loverboy.” As a result Cormac violently glomped him. He really liked both spirits and began to fall in love with the Angel. Yet, killing his friends crossed the fucking line. Cormac tried to use his elemental magic to avenge his friends yet his powers weren’t working. Cormac had felt that he was going to die, but the Angel just laughed, accepted and forgave him. Quickly Cormac realized that the Angel had dispelled his powers. Yet he still had the Angel pinned, once he caught his breath (not calmed down.) Cormac reached for a knife he felt nothing in his pockets or strapped to his legs and arms. He cussed at himself for always coming unarmed in his dreams. Cormac felt a new presence and the Angel became a pool of blood.

When Cormac came out of his daydream he continued his day and had written down everything that had happened for once. He went to bed with the curtains open and felt the presence that caused the Angel to fleet. He woke up with no memory of his dreams and looked into the mirror curious about his new eyes. Formerly sky blue and human had metamorphosed into almond-shaped, lead coloured, infernal, orbs that unmasked his own secrets and soft spots. Cormac had awoke on the day he would start school at Arkus. He put on a pair of dirt-coloured sunglasses to conceal his new eyes from his family. Quickly he figured out a new spirit had helped him in his night dream. Cormac also couldn’t think his family name.

It took a half week for Cormac to learn of the polite entity that helped him repair his heart. He spent that week in Arkus; on the airship he entered a meditation to meet with this spirit. He got a appearance and name, in that moment he saw the Angel again, he wanted to cut up that flawless face. But his eyes showed him the Angel’s reasons for killing his best friends...And where it would feel the most pain. He saw that the Angel loathed the NAture spirit, Demon, and Cormac. Which caused Cormac to laugh at the Angel’s jealousy and loathing. He understood now that he had an enemy, an enemy that despised Evil and Chaos (which was what the nature spirit and Demon was. The Nature spirit was Chaotic, the Demon as well, Cormac hadn’t realized he had Darkness in him.) . Before ending the meditation Cormac got information from Cag, and informed the Angel as bile was building up in the throat. “I am pure Evil, from Now on. Azerisel. I am...Your Diablo!”

One too many (Fantasy mystery rp, currently full)

I'm interested!

The fakes

Enough. Room for one more?!

Royal Rumble!

@KillamriX88 @Gentlemanvaultboy @Hammerman @Bartimaeus

Yomi Ivywood

A lot of nothing was on the horned young man's mind St. Laurel's blah de blah for the snooze fest was busy with a tournament and as fun as those were Yomi found he would be useless secondly it would be interrupting of him to just drop by in the midst of a match. He has used Darkness Lives In Me to scout the whole city of Rhea. 'Certainly there is something to do.' Mused Yomi as his gaze went from his St. Laurel's uniform to a jacket, grey button up, and red and black track pants. He played out what could possibly happen in his head All of King's men knew who the horned guy was so going in a costume would only benefit tricking his enemies. SO thinking this Yomi got dressed in the Saint Laurel's get-up. He then shut his eyes to increase his focus with Darkness Lives In Me.

He saw that the others were in a tournament it was Brutus and Aram fighting against some people he didn't care to know. Yomi had followed the path of his 'pet' and had gotten a seat at the stands. 'Guess I'll have to root them on.' He thought before turning his attention the match.

Royal Rumble!

My Hider

@roflsmazoy



Name:

Yomi Ivywood
Age:

18
Grade:
Vigilante.
Biography:

Before the Blessing came a life of difficulty kicked out of his home for getting a tattoo of a squid’s tentacles wrapped around a fireball Yomi had his friends to turn to. Once he began to live with people with different beliefs about the afterlife Yomi had began to dabble in the faiths of others. ONe eveing he had stumbled upon his friends books on the Ancient Evil and a few personal, handwritten, journals of he friends. In short Yomi found out that he was living with worshipers of the Ancient Evil and had ran away.

Had that been a trap?

A year before his Blessing Yomi had been living in an abandoned warehouse. He had survived by begging and had used his wit to avoid multiple arrest. Yomi still having life bestowed roughly had thought back to his ex-friends who worshipped the Ancient Evil and recalled the images he saw and the various Gods and Goddesses they had noted as ‘Offspring of The Vile One’, He had heard rumours of the Light Gods and Goddesses from his family, but out of anger (from them kicking him out) he watered a seed of loathing for what was Good. Yomi still didn’t know what to think about the ex-friends he had that worshipped the ‘Offspring Of The Vile One’. He slept on it.

Months passed and Yomi Ivywood woke up to Vigilantes searching ‘his’ place for the supernatural. It was at this time Yomi heard a man’s voice in his head that man told Yomi his name and befriended him. The disembodied man told Yomi to go with the group of vigilantes and he did. Yomi thought: ‘A fourth home better than this? Ptff, I’m game.”


It happened when he was sleepless on a Weekend night Yomi felt a itching in his tattoo and he heard another voice speaking in a language he didn’t understand once the entity spoke in Yomi’s native tongue all that was said was: “I’ve wept for you, take my Gifts. Mister Ivywood.” He then went unconscious. IT wasn’t sleep but something more, something spritual. Not a trance but something with a impact on his soul. Something YOmi Ivywood didn’t know the name of.
4:58 in the morning Yomi went to get a cold one to calm his nerves and a fellow vigilante pointed out his...Horns.

Meanwhile In the present Yomi uses a St. Laruel’s UNiform to gather information of these waring sides to see what they will do. He’s hoping they’ll destroy each other.

Powers:

Hello Darkness My Old Friend - There is a power in the horns. It made the horns. It creates a Image of what the viewer loves and turns it into a grotesque version of itself. It’s illusionary.

Darkness Lives In Me. - A tattoo of a Blue Jay with tentacles for feet appeared on Yomi’s left palm this is where the creature lives. Yomi can summon the tattoo into reality and use it toeither lift and throw or use it as his eyes. ( iIlusionary )

Voices In Our Heads. - Yomi can create voices using his imagination and project them into the mind palace of who he chooses. He hopes to drive people insane with this one. But for now he just uses it to shut talkative people up. (illusionary ))

Relationships:

Royal Rumble!

@roflsmazoy



Name:

Yomi Ivywood
Age:

18
Grade:
Vigilante.
Biography:

Before the Blessing came a life of difficulty kicked out of his home for getting a tattoo of a squid’s tentacles wrapped around a fireball Yomi had his friends to turn to. Once he began to live with people with different beliefs about the afterlife Yomi had began to dabble in the faiths of others. ONe eveing he had stumbled upon his friends books on the Ancient Evil and a few personal, handwritten, journals of he friends. In short Yomi found out that he was living with worshipers of the Ancient Evil and had ran away.

Had that been a trap?

A year before his Blessing Yomi had been living in an abandoned warehouse. He had survived by begging and had used his wit to avoid multiple arrest. Yomi still having life bestowed roughly had thought back to his ex-friends who worshipped the Ancient Evil and recalled the images he saw and the various Gods and Goddesses they had noted as ‘Offspring of The Vile One’, He had heard rumours of the Light Gods and Goddesses from his family, but out of anger (from them kicking him out) he watered a seed of loathing for what was Good. Yomi still didn’t know what to think about the ex-friends he had that worshipped the ‘Offspring Of The Vile One’. He slept on it.

Months passed and Yomi Ivywood woke up to Vigilantes searching ‘his’ place for the supernatural. It was at this time Yomi heard a man’s voice in his head that man told Yomi his name and befriended him. The disembodied man told Yomi to go with the group of vigilantes and he did. Yomi thought: ‘A fourth home better than this? Ptff, I’m game.”


It happened when he was sleepless on a Weekend night Yomi felt a itching in his tattoo and he heard another voice speaking in a language he didn’t understand once the entity spoke in Yomi’s native tongue all that was said was: “I’ve wept for you, take my Gifts. Mister Ivywood.” He then went unconscious. IT wasn’t sleep but something more, something spritual. Not a trance but something with a impact on his soul. Something YOmi Ivywood didn’t know the name of.
4:58 in the morning Yomi went to get a cold one to calm his nerves and a fellow vigilante pointed out his...Horns.

Meanwhile In the present Yomi uses a St. Laruel’s UNiform to gather information of these waring sides to see what they will do. He’s hoping they’ll destroy each other.

Powers:

Hello Darkness My Old Friend - There is a power in the horns. It made the horns. It creates a Image of what the viewer loves and turns it into a grotesque version of itself. It’s illusionary.

Darkness Lives In Me. - A tattoo of a Blue Jay with tentacles for feet appeared on Yomi’s left palm this is where the creature lives. Yomi can summon the tattoo into reality and use it toeither lift and throw or use it as his eyes. ( iIlusionary )

Voices In Our Heads. - Yomi can create voices using his imagination and project them into the mind palace of who he chooses. He hopes to drive people insane with this one. But for now he just uses it to shut talkative people up. (illusionary ))

Relationships:

Royal Rumble!

My Hider

Name: Charlie Forstwidth (Birth name Lawrence Catther)

Age:17

Grade: Mephisto's Second Year

Biography:
Not quite edgy not quite forsaken, Charlie is in some sense a offshoot of a snake. But let's get into that later.

Charlie Forstwire was given his name by himself one day while he could not sleep Charlie had thought to reinvent himself you see...He had the personality of a wet piece of paper and was ignored in middle school as well as his first year of highschool he was just that invisible kid. So Lawrence decided to change everything about himself while moping and star-gazing, he shut his eyes and listened to the beautiful sounds of nature around and began to imagine himself as different people; in different clothing, talking different, having different postures. He tried this fourteen times until Lawrence created a “self” he liked more than his current self. As a loner with no grandiose qualities Lawrence began to cover his mouth so he could weep, he was finally sick of himself. As Lawrence imagined himself as a completely different person he began to become erratic and joyful. Lawrence began changing his style up a week after his breakdown/through. He started with dying his hair strawberry with black highlights.

He is cunning and vicious, intelligent and like a Machivillain. To elaborate The silent, shy and despondent kid is long gone and has become somebody with a spine and snark, If bullied or treated like he's still nothing...Charlie will stand up for himself using creepy words and a chilling glare, he intends to frighten people while upset. Other than being un-nerving Charlie smiles and is a sweetheart, but not to a over excessive amount he's just kind and respectful.

As Charlie does not want to become Lawrence again he has learned to stop being shy and got into dark subcultures. He's not gothic Charlie just wants to some creep people out although he is kind and respectful this is only shown towards his gang/crew, to a stranger his method of defense is to strike them with a dose of fear.

His original hair colour was brown and Charlie now wears a cool black button up jacket just like the one he imagined himself in. Lastly Charlie has a moonstone necklace which is a medium for his powers.

Powers:
Core: The Crystal Heart - His necklace was created by the Goddess of Geometry and given to him because he has a greater calling.
The Crystal Heart is a ability which makes Charlie's clothing a light armour when wearing it, his attire becomes enchanted and protects him. If the necklace is torn off or a non clothed body part is struck he'll take regular damage. Charlie can share his gift all of requires is for his friends to buy a crystal and for him to preform a small Ritual Of Enchantment.

Anthill - Charlie can summon 3 Crystal elements which are a wolf, a humanoid and a white hat winged orb. (The orb is to help with enchanting). (The wolf attacks) (the humanoid shields)

The wolf has the appearance of a husky, with a sleek pelt the colour of amber, it has sharp teeth and claws.

The humanoid is a sexless,faceless ragdoll seven feet three inches tall the colour of jade.

The orb has the look of a ghost/spirit orb and respectively is white, the wings are white as well as on its sides.

Crystal Healing - That's the name of a cutlass made from the Crystal Heart. Which also heals.

Relationships:
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Royal Rumble!

Closing a social media app on his phone Charlie had watched the match from the stands. He smirked to himself Charlie used these tournaments to spy on the enemies of St. Mephisto's he had only looked away for ten minutes out of boredom scowling to himself now Charlie had cursed quietly to himself about missing important parts about the other Students character and strategic actions. He averted his eyes from the match and ate some popcorn. Charlie was getting bored again. And he hated boredom. He looked down at his backpack and took out his notebook. He flipped through the pages of past matches and other data he gathered on the other students and even the vigilantes.

"Now, what have these two got in store for me?" Charlie inquired aloud resting the green-ink pen's tip on his lips.He'd pay attention to the fighters instead of distract himself as he chose to do this the boredom left his eyes when he caught the current moment of the match. He smiled a toothy smile. "Things are becoming interesting."

Royal Rumble!

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Name: Charlie Forstwidth (Birth name Lawrence Catther)

Age:17

Grade: Mephisto's Second Year

Biography:
Not quite edgy not quite forsaken, Charlie is in some sense a offshoot of a snake. But let's get into that later.

Charlie Forstwire was given his name by himself one day while he could not sleep Charlie had thought to reinvent himself you see...He had the personality of a wet piece of paper and was ignored in middle school as well as his first year of highschool he was just that invisible kid. So Lawrence decided to change everything about himself while moping and star-gazing, he shut his eyes and listened to the beautiful sounds of nature around and began to imagine himself as different people; in different clothing, talking different, having different postures. He tried this fourteen times until Lawrence created a “self” he liked more than his current self. As a loner with no grandiose qualities Lawrence began to cover his mouth so he could weep, he was finally sick of himself. As Lawrence imagined himself as a completely different person he began to become erratic and joyful. Lawrence began changing his style up a week after his breakdown/through. He started with dying his hair strawberry with black highlights.

He is cunning and vicious, intelligent and like a Machivillain. To elaborate The silent, shy and despondent kid is long gone and has become somebody with a spine and snark, If bullied or treated like he's still nothing...Charlie will stand up for himself using creepy words and a chilling glare, he intends to frighten people while upset. Other than being un-nerving Charlie smiles and is a sweetheart, but not to a over excessive amount he's just kind and respectful.

As Charlie does not want to become Lawrence again he has learned to stop being shy and got into dark subcultures. He's not gothic Charlie just wants to some creep people out although he is kind and respectful this is only shown towards his gang/crew, to a stranger his method of defense is to strike them with a dose of fear.

His original hair colour was brown and Charlie now wears a cool black button up jacket just like the one he imagined himself in. Lastly Charlie has a moonstone necklace which is a medium for his powers.

Powers:
Core: The Crystal Heart - His necklace was created by the Goddess of Geometry and given to him because he has a greater calling.
The Crystal Heart is a ability which makes Charlie's clothing a light armour when wearing it, his attire becomes enchanted and protects him. If the necklace is torn off or a non clothed body part is struck he'll take regular damage. Charlie can share his gift all of requires is for his friends to buy a crystal and for him to preform a small Ritual Of Enchantment.

Anthill - Charlie can summon 3 Crystal elements which are a wolf, a humanoid and a white hat winged orb. (The orb is to help with enchanting). (The wolf attacks) (the humanoid shields)

The wolf has the appearance of a husky, with a sleek pelt the colour of amber, it has sharp teeth and claws.

The humanoid is a sexless,faceless ragdoll seven feet three inches tall the colour of jade.

The orb has the look of a ghost/spirit orb and respectively is white, the wings are white as well as on its sides.

Crystal Healing - That's the name of a cutlass made from the Crystal Heart. Which also heals.

Relationships:
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