Crooked Vixen

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

@Rusalka

If I had the time, I totally would offer, but I've become a slave to my workplace (yay, working retail!). T_T

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

<Snipped quote by Emuxe>

that was fast

I remember when I could make a cs that fast. Those were good times.

@LowKey123

I know the feeling. T_T
I used to be able to pump out those puppies in under an hour. Now, if I'm lucky, I can get one done in just over an hour. D: I can't NOT overthink my character.

Empowered

Scared of the Dark

Turn Away from the Light of Day

Name:
Artemis Flanagan

Age:
Twenty-one

Gender:
Female

Religion:
Wiccan

Sexuality:
Pansexual

Occupation:
Mortician Intern

Abilities
Artemis seems to have the ability to calm anyone down in any situation (she learned this early on during her job), but specializes in helping those cope with grief. Despite her dark choice of a career path, she has a heaven-sent green thumb, making her floral decorating and cultivating rather charming. She knows how to play the piano and spends her free time painting with watercolor.

Faults
At first glance, many people would think that Artemis to be a "happy-go-lucky" art student or a floral designer, but instead she chose such a "grim" career. She suffers from manic depression--leading to many months of her young life being spent in a mental institution after several suicide attempts. The career choice was to force herself to see death for what it really was... and to be okay with that.
She also suffers from insomnia, which means that sleep is a no-go, which causes her to fall back into her depressive state.

Power:
Shadow Manipulation - Artemis is able to become one with any shadows nearby or "in contact" any part of her body. She can also make shadows "physical" and bend to her will.

Personality:
Artemis is a very kind and sweet girl that would want nothing but the best even for her worst enemy. She believes that life is too short to be fueled by hatred and sorrow; yet she fights her own mental battles on the daily. She would give anyone the shirt off of her own back in a blizzard with no second thought. This young woman shows her passion for everything on the daily, mainly to keep herself holding onto the edge of what would have been her will to live. She does not leave anything unfinished from day to day, as she likes to keep everything in perfect order and appear to be high-functioning in front of all her friends and family.

History:
Artemis grew up in an average household with her single mother and two older brothers. Her father had passed away during her mother's pregnancy with her and had never bothered to remarry. They made it day by day, life was nothing out of the ordinary. Her mother was like a ray of sunshine in her children's world; she was so strong and would work day-in and day-out, many times only sleeping for an hour or two before going back to work, in hopes of giving her children the best chance they could have in a low-income household.

Being the youngest, Artemis was oftentimes babysat by her eldest brother, Sebastian, and they would spend many evenings preparing supper for their mother whenever she returned home. Her other brother, Daniel, was always studying and reading, so he would rarely spend any time with his siblings, but they truly didn't mind. She and Sebastian often pretend that they owned a floral shop by making paper flowers, because they had no space in their apartment complex to grow any flowers. They vowed that they would one day own a floral shop and make their mother proud, while Daniel would be in charge of all the finances, because he was the smartest of the three.

Years past and time continued on as it would for anyone else. Both of her brothers had moved out, though Daniel was the only one that had managed to go to college (he'd gotten high enough grades that he managed to get an almost free-ride to a college a few hours away) and Sebastian lived in his own apartment across town with his fiancee. Daniel never returned for breaks or bothered to call, but Sebastian would send whatever money he could when he could spare. Artemis wanted to make her dreams come true of owning a floral shop, so she pushed herself to the limits in all of her classes and even took up piano from Sebastian's fiancee. She had life by the horns, but it all went down the drain when her mother did not return back to the apartment as she had every night ever since Artemis could remember.

That's when Artemis got the call... her mother had jumped off of a bridge to her death. Due to her mother's absence, she had not realized just how depressed her mother had been. According to the will, she had been fighting the urge to kill herself for years in order to end the agony of living without her husband. Her mother's funeral was the first that she had ever attended.

Artemis barely finished high school--there were many days where she was sent to the councilor to discuss why "cutting is a bad way to express your grief" and how there would sunshine in her life once more. That's when the pill-popping began. After she had graduated and moved in with Sebastian, she attempted to kill herself multiple times over. Her manic depression, which had been slowly growing since her brothers had moved out, began to control her every waking moment. There were nights where she would stay awake and plot a hundred different ways that she could die. The night and darkness became her worst fear and her comfort zone. It became a place where she could truly be herself free of judgement or worry.

After her third time in the institution, Artemis took up an internship in mortuary science in hopes that she could make the mourning process easier on other people than it had been on her.

Carpe Noctem: Seize the Night (A Mixed-Genre RP about Dreamscapes)

The Deceitful

Name:
Kelpie Duffy

Age:
Twenty-three

Appearance:

The Shapeshifter

Nationality:
1/2 Scottish, 1/2 Irish

Former job:
Elite Escort

Conviction:
Prostitution, Identity Fraud, and (falsely accused of) Murder.

Backstory:
Kelpie was born and raised in the rural lands of Scotland. Her Irish mother and Scottish father kept to themselves most of the time-working average-Joe type of jobs that could keep them and their four children afloat. Being the youngest of the children (2 older sisters and 1 brother), she was soon left behind due to her being born at least five years after her brother, Brett. She was the black sheep of her family and was considered the local troublemaker from the moment she could merely toddle. With little guidance from her siblings, all of which moved far and wide throughout Europe, she was left to her own devices from a young age--and time was something that a mischievous child should not have.

Her peers often blamed it on her blood--being half-Irish and half-Scottish had definitely brewed much better than the rest of her siblings--making her an easy target for the blame of many mishaps throughout her childhood. Gradually, once she reach her teen years, she had begun to tone down and was one of the brighter students at her school. She was as crafty--almost too much so--as a fox and as resourceful as an raccoon. Despite her lack of trouble making those later years, she never was given a break when it came to being pinned with the blame of others' actions. One could say that the luck of her Irish blood had run dry with her older brother. She barely made it through high school without being expelled.

Once she had graduated, she moved to London in hopes that she could make a new start and get away from the ever-disappointed gaze of her parents. Alas, making it in the big city was practically impossible to get by without picking up jobs on the side to make ends meet. Kelpie started prostituting herself out in hopes of keeping a roof over her head and food in her belly. As she learned the ropes of the "business", she progressively moved up into the world of escorting to try and achieve an easier lifestyle. She escorted to men her age and men that were more than twice that--she was willing to hang off of any man's (or woman's) elbow and attend their luxurious lifestyle. From there, she grew to enjoy being the "other woman", so long as their money ended up in her wallet.

Her final escort was the one that got her sorry self in Saxtonvale. One such older, cancer-ridden gentleman, Martin Oldham, had grown very fond of her--fond enough to offer to write her into his will so long as she stayed with him until his sickness took him. Kelpie was quick to agree and did everything in her power to keep him happy until his final hours. His children had abandoned him once they had sucked as much money as they could out of him and didn't bother to give him the time of day, even after he had gotten sick. She was the only one that had shown him more compassion and companionship than his nasty children.

The night that he drifted into his eternal sleep, she was the one to call the police and have all of the arrangements for his body to be taken care of. His greedy children were angered at the sight of what their "beloved" father managed to leave behind... his entire fortune for the Miss Duffy. They called it fraud, immediately throwing her to the wolves as a gold digger (well, they weren't completely off) and a fraudulent little beastie. They claimed that she had forced him to write her into his will. Once their high-end attorneys were brought into the fray, she was also pinned with the murder of her former client.

Her world spiraled out of control and she was quickly thrown into Saxtonvale to "prevent her ungodly ways from destroying the beauty and honor that London had been built upon".

Personality:
Kelpie is a very ambitious woman that does not understand what it means to back down from overcoming her own demons. She is unafraid to utilize anything to get whatever she wants, and when she does, she will move along as if it were nothing more than a simple game. Failure is not an option. She is unafraid to get down and dirty to achieve her desires, but deep down, she is actually very insecure about her own self and bottles up all of her "hindering" emotions up to prevent herself from showing weakness. In front of others, she is the belle of the ball, but the moment she is alone--she wallows in self-hatred. She enjoys the comforts of being solitary, yet she can also find joy in being among any number of people. Although she is not willing to show her true self beneath the smiling mask, she is willing to listen to anyone and everyone.

Ideals:
Self-achievement, money, and a comfortable living.

Bonds:
Kelpie longs for nothing more than to gain her revenge upon Oldham's children for destroying her life.

Fears:
Being completely alone, the uncertainty of what tomorrow will bring, and being left in the dark.

Flaws:
Despite Kelpie being the epitome of charisma, she is a compulsive liar. Her pride is probably going to be the death of her.

Anything else?:
Kelpie is very good at covering her tracks and can become practically anyone that she wants to be, especially since she's learned to speak in several differently languages throughout her "dating" history. If she were to ever return to the normal world, she would probably vanish without a trace and return to her rich lifestyle without any second thoughts.

The League Of Incredibly Horrible People

Rowan ignored his comments about her own little battles. She wasn't one of the strongest Mages, that much was for certain, but she wasn't in this war for the chance at becoming well-known for her power and helping to save the human race. No, she couldn't give a rat's a** what happened to the rest of the world. All she longed for was a fight that would put an end to her own blood lust. If she desired to speak her mind, she would have snapped at him to skip to formalities and get on with the killing, but she wasn't that rude. There was no hope in finding a better battle than with him, so she would have to play his little game until she could find the time to run her own course.

Her ice cold eyes glanced at the door as soon as she heard the clicking of heels coming down the hall. The woman's body tensed and she mentally prepared herself to attack if the intruder meant to do them harm. Alas, much to her dismay, it was merely a fluffy pink bundle of egotism that strutted into the room as if she were the belle of the ball. Oh, for heaven's sake... first the pompous Southerner and now a walking bundle of frills. Too bad that suicide attempt didn't work out as planned...

Rowan longed to tune out the woman's voice, but of course, curiosity got the better of her. She longed to know exactly who and what she was to have been brought here. The Cryomancer didn't appreciate the venom that rolled off the woman's glossy pink lips, especially when she looked at her as if demeaning her. Though she couldn't help but appreciate the woman's subtleties aimed at the state of the mansion and the wine that he was offering so frivolously.

When the woman told her what she was, Rowan internally grinned like a Cheshire Cat, though her exterior remained unaffected by any of her words. Let the fun and games begin...

@MikkishtheLeprechaun@ayzrules

Carpe Noctem: Seize the Night (A Mixed-Genre RP about Dreamscapes)

The Deceitful

Name:
Kelpie Duffy

Age:
Twenty-three

Appearance:

The Shapeshifter

Nationality:
1/2 Scottish, 1/2 Irish

Former job:
Elite Escort

Conviction:
Prostitution, Identity Fraud, and (falsely accused of) Murder.

Backstory:
Kelpie was born and raised in the rural lands of Scotland. Her Irish mother and Scottish father kept to themselves most of the time-working average-Joe type of jobs that could keep them and their four children afloat. Being the youngest of the children (2 older sisters and 1 brother), she was soon left behind due to her being born at least five years after her brother, Brett. She was the black sheep of her family and was considered the local troublemaker from the moment she could merely toddle. With little guidance from her siblings, all of which moved far and wide throughout Europe, she was left to her own devices from a young age--and time was something that a mischievous child should not have.

Her peers often blamed it on her blood--being half-Irish and half-Scottish had definitely brewed much better than the rest of her siblings--making her an easy target for the blame of many mishaps throughout her childhood. Gradually, once she reach her teen years, she had begun to tone down and was one of the brighter students at her school. She was as crafty--almost too much so--as a fox and as resourceful as an raccoon. Despite her lack of trouble making those later years, she never was given a break when it came to being pinned with the blame of others' actions. One could say that the luck of her Irish blood had run dry with her older brother. She barely made it through high school without being expelled.

Once she had graduated, she moved to London in hopes that she could make a new start and get away from the ever-disappointed gaze of her parents. Alas, making it in the big city was practically impossible to get by without picking up jobs on the side to make ends meet. Kelpie started prostituting herself out in hopes of keeping a roof over her head and food in her belly. As she learned the ropes of the "business", she progressively moved up into the world of escorting to try and achieve an easier lifestyle. She escorted to men her age and men that were more than twice that--she was willing to hang off of any man's (or woman's) elbow and attend their luxurious lifestyle. From there, she grew to enjoy being the "other woman", so long as their money ended up in her wallet.

Her final escort was the one that got her sorry self in Saxtonvale. One such older, cancer-ridden gentleman, Martin Oldham, had grown very fond of her--fond enough to offer to write her into his will so long as she stayed with him until his sickness took him. Kelpie was quick to agree and did everything in her power to keep him happy until his final hours. His children had abandoned him once they had sucked as much money as they could out of him and didn't bother to give him the time of day, even after he had gotten sick. She was the only one that had shown him more compassion and companionship than his nasty children.

The night that he drifted into his eternal sleep, she was the one to call the police and have all of the arrangements for his body to be taken care of. His greedy children were angered at the sight of what their "beloved" father managed to leave behind... his entire fortune for the Miss Duffy. They called it fraud, immediately throwing her to the wolves as a gold digger (well, they weren't completely off) and a fraudulent little beastie. They claimed that she had forced him to write her into his will. Once their high-end attorneys were brought into the fray, she was also pinned with the murder of her former client.

Her world spiraled out of control and she was quickly thrown into Saxtonvale to "prevent her ungodly ways from destroying the beauty and honor that London had been built upon".

Personality:
Kelpie is a very ambitious woman that does not understand what it means to back down from overcoming her own demons. She is unafraid to utilize anything to get whatever she wants, and when she does, she will move along as if it were nothing more than a simple game. Failure is not an option. She is unafraid to get down and dirty to achieve her desires, but deep down, she is actually very insecure about her own self and bottles up all of her "hindering" emotions up to prevent herself from showing weakness. In front of others, she is the belle of the ball, but the moment she is alone--she wallows in self-hatred. She enjoys the comforts of being solitary, yet she can also find joy in being among any number of people. Although she is not willing to show her true self beneath the smiling mask, she is willing to listen to anyone and everyone.

Ideals:
Self-achievement, money, and a comfortable living.

Bonds:
Kelpie longs for nothing more than to gain her revenge upon Oldham's children for destroying her life.

Fears:
Being completely alone, the uncertainty of what tomorrow will bring, and being left in the dark.

Flaws:
Despite Kelpie being the epitome of charisma, she is a compulsive liar. Her pride is probably going to be the death of her.

Anything else?:
Kelpie is very good at covering her tracks and can become practically anyone that she wants to be, especially since she's learned to speak in several differently languages throughout her "dating" history. If she were to ever return to the normal world, she would probably vanish without a trace and return to her rich lifestyle without any second thoughts.

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

@Rusalka

If more girls are required, I volunteer as tribute!

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

Faye Fluery

The Knight

Faye's amber eyes glowed with delight when she heard them speaking French--and very fluently to put the icing on the cake. "Je ne suis pas trop pointilleux sur la langue dans laquelle nous parlons, bien que je trouve votre français assez séduisant." ("I am not overly picky about which language we speak in, though I do find your French to be quite alluring.") The French girl said in as excited of a tone that she could muster, which still was calm as a lake on a day with no wind. "I assume that you maidens are from Austria? I cannot speak your language, but I am quite thrilled at the thought of sharing such a school with fellow foreigners."

When she sensed a hint of poking fun at Eins, she smiled warmly and spoke, "Je suppose que je ne devrais pas vous demander pourquoi les oiseaux chanteurs ont de si belles chansons quand il a toujours été ainsi ... Pas de raison de vous demander pourquoi vos voix m'apporter une telle paix dans une telle place étrangère." ("I suppose that I should not question why songbirds have such lovely songs when it always has been that way... No reason to question why your voices bring me such peace in such a foreign place.")

Then Eins began to explain the clubs, alas, an older woman stepped in to join the conversation. The French woman recognized that the woman was the headmistress and was about to give her a customary bow of appreciation when the woman immediately began to apologize and held out her hand in a western greeting. She shook the woman's hand gently and listened to the twins as they spoke in harmony. She couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine at the symmetry and unity they shared.

"C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer, directrice." Faye stated. "It would be my honor to have these two maidens show me around."

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@KoL@Rusalka

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

@KoL

Ooooh, so Faye gets the honor of the twins right off the bat? ;)

My little Frenchie got lucky... twice. Bahahaha

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

Faye Fluery

The Knight

Faye was about to continue on her way to the dorms (she'd been grateful that her father had brought her a map to study before she got here) when she felt someone run into her. One of her bags fell onto the ground, spilling out what one might think to be a billion books--all western sci-fi and fantasy books with titles in French. Pivoting around on one foot, graceful as a cat, she gazed upon a set of girls who could only be twins. She bent down and began to pick up her books as they apologized, but she continued making eye contact with them and gave them a warm smile.

"No, no, no! The fault is mine for standing here like a deaf fool." Her thick French accent made her Japanese sound choppy and rather clumsy. She pushed her red hair out of her eyes and saw that Eris reached her hand out as a greeting. She took the hand and gave it a gentle, yet curt shake. "It is an honor to meet both of you, Eris and Eins." She grabbed her book bag and stood up before bowing to each in turn, trying to fit in with the eastern form of greeting. "My name is Faye Fluery, and if my accent doesn't give it away, I am not native to Japan, so I apologize in advance if my speaking is not... good..."

She tried to appear confident despite her insecurity about how they would think of her when they had to listen to her speak. She brushed her skirt with one hand and the other immediately began trying to push her fiery hair behind an ear. "What kind of clubs are you fair maidens in, if I may intrude? I have yet to sign up for any, but the Literature Club is simply--err, I don't know how to phrase it--calling to me?"

@KoL