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Mordhaben's Institute for Aspiring Mages [Gaslamp Fantasy] [Completely Dead]

I can just change it. I dont really care for what magic

Mordhaben's Institute for Aspiring Mages [Gaslamp Fantasy] [Completely Dead]

It is a rough idea. I wanna rewrite the personality and perhaps add to the backstory if i think up something.

Rikka Kishimoto

description

Rikka has a slender and petite build, she has always been one of the smaller children and the last few years she has exponentially stopped growing in height and sizes. Rikka her cup size is a B her waists are not specifically big but somewhat above average and has almost the perfect taile if she ate less sweets. The color of her hair is a fainth black and comes till about her chest, while her bangs peek just below her eyes. The back ends of her hair are tied in two cute tails at the very ends keeping it from waving around too much while her bangs and side bangs hang freely from her scalp.
She has big round eyes with dark greenish pupils. Her face is still somewhat child like with an almost constant light red blush to it. Her clothing style is usually restricted to her school or work uniform. Her outgoing style is more free like with always a skirt under her tshirt or hemd. Or a nice plain dress, she doesn't do crazy styles all too much and prefers to keep it bland.

Weight
95lbs 43kg

Height
5,2ft 155cm

Age
16

Species
Human

Gender
Female

Occupation
Student, first year

Personality

Rikka is a very soft and kind girl. Most of the time she does her best to try to fit in but finds it to be rather difficult most of the times. Still she cares for every human being or other creature not matter what the situation is, even when she hates them. Rikka is easily embarrassed by the simpelst things, she is very shy to being close to others. She likes to interact with others though and gets cheerfuller and somewhat hyperactive with interacting when she gets closer with others. Rikka is quick to forgive and doesn't see any bad in any human even when she was deeply hurt in the past by them.

Openness to Experience: 40
Neuroticism: 70
Agreeableness: 90
Extroversion: 30
Conscientiousness: 95

Attributes

Strength: 3
Endurance: 3
Constitution: 5
Agility: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 7
Wisdom: 9
Charisma:1

Magic Type Preference: Time manipulation
Innate Magic Talent: Local time pause (5 seconds) Time watch (Objects only)
Interests: Art, historic objects, learning, talking, plants and flowers
Skills: Sign language, lip reading, cute

Biography

Rikka was born too early into life having caused an infection in her brain which could easily happen to infants which were born too early. The doctors feared the worst for the poor child, heavy medication was not an option. The surviving chances were about 50/50. With a lot of praying, the right medication and time Rikka had luckily survived the early stages of her life.

Her parents were quite strict giving Rikka the feeling of being hated by them to an extent. Too much expectations were put on her and it was never cheerful at home. She still loved them for them being her parents, just not much as people. They lived cozily together in a luxurious appartement with parents and two children. She has an older brother of 4 years older then her who she loves a ton. Due to her having inherited the family magic she was granted the hourglass of ever flowing sand. It does nothing more then display the way of time and keep on flowing... forever. She wears it on a long string around her neck thinking it is the most treasured and most valuable piece of family treasure there is while it really is not.

Like any usual child she went to kindergarten, preschool and later to school. She was bullied most of her time in school but never really seemed to be pissed or angry at the ones bullying her. Rikka tried hard to befriend and be kind to the bullies but despite that never managed to get liked by them. After the bullying had gotten more vicious to the point of fighting her mother noticed how bad it was and moved her away from this school to a private school instead where she would feel more at ease and had less to do with others. She didn't think it was a bad idea, she just sort of hated that her mother had to go this far even though she herself didn't feel so bad about being bullied. Rikka thought it was more like a phase in her life before she got liked.

Private school wasn't so bad however. She made a few friends got plenty of personal contact with others and could study on her level. She must have been a drag to her parents, all the costs that came with private school must have been a heavy tax to pay for your special daughter. So she had decided to get rid of her own bad thoughts and her parents effort to pay back her private school at least as goal in her life.

The following few weeks she had tried a few part time jobs one of another but it was either not to her liking or to the manager their liking but eventually she found a nice job as florist. She liked the nice owners and the work she had to do. Watering the plants tending the plants. Making flower bouquets, up till today she still holds this job to earn money for her parents and go to school at the same time. Her private school life came to an end and continued into half a year of working whereas to earn enough money to pay off her parents and save up to be able to support herself when she was going to live on dorms at her next school in the new school period. She had already set her sights up on a very special school which hopefully provided the things she needed to develop herself and her magic powers.

Mordhaben's Institute for Aspiring Mages [Gaslamp Fantasy] [Completely Dead]

This rp needs more cuteness!

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Location
Classroom
@pkken@Silver Carrot@Artymis@Aerandir

Tomoe was softly giggling in her sleep, there was a soft smile on her face as drool dripped onto the table from her mouth. In her dream Hitomi was tickeling Tomoe her sides while being in a full sheep outfit. Tomoe tried telling her to stop but she was held tightly in the grasp of Hitomi and with her strength faded from the tickling she was helplessly flailing around her arms. Her way of combat was too strong! Tomoe had given up long ago but Hitomi showed no mercy, endlessly tickling the poor pinklet.

She must have looked quite the fool for sleeping in class with this tardy appearance, she had seen her classmates judge her already when she came in but cared little to nothing about what others thought about her bad habits. Tomoe sounded a troubled growl from her mouth as her classmates were talking so loud to each other again. Why couldn't they see she was vast asleep and couldn't be disturbed right now. Why was there nothing like a soundproof ball or something that they customly make for her. The bed was a nice feature but something at school would be nice too! Tomoe opened her eyes lightly seeing a bunch of people standing right next to her. Her eyes opened further as she stretched her arms to the front of her. She purred in satisfaction of stretching her body out like this. The best feeling on earth.

Her arms dropped down in front of the table as she puffed down her chin onto the table her eyes pointed out front at the school board. She timidly moved one of her hands to rub the sleepingsand out of her eyes while reading the board slowly. Teams? Her name was there too, she didn't know any of the other names. She heard then around but didn't know what faces belonged to them. Were they gonna do something together today? Like perhaps a group project, oh those sucked. She had to do work and was always too late with submitting them in due time. Tomoe moved her back up right feeling her hairs drop past her head. Oh? Her hair was still undone, to be honest everything was a mess. Tomoe looked down at her uniform and remember what she forgot before. Her hands somewhat started moving on their own as she was slowly fixing her uniform like pulling her socks up and pulling her tie on tighter. Second to last thing was her hair where she pulled a hairtie out of her bag for and started braiding it. The last thing to do was her skirt which was inside out... Well she couldn't do anything about that here so she had not much choice but to let it be. In the moment of braiding her hair she noticed Roy around, she hadn't greeted him yet. Tomoe stood up with her hairtie in her mouth and her hands braiding her hair while skipping over to Roy.

She finished her braid and held it together in one hand while trying to raise both her hands into the air, one hanging quite a bit lower from holding the length of her short hair. With still the hairtie between her teeth she greeted Roy.

"Ohayooo gozaimasuuu Roy-chawwn!!!"

She pulled the tie from her mouth and tied it into her hair before looking back at Roy again. Her cheerful but lazy voice sounded again.

"Look look, I'm on time for class! Aren't you proud of of me! nihihi. So how are you Roy-chaaan? Did you have a good morning? Ate well? Slept well? Missed meee?"

With each question she tilted her head to the other side in cheerful manner with her hands folded behind her back. Tomoe noticed Hitomi behind Roy gasping a little as she did. Tomoe bend her knees and jumped to the side soon after to get a better look at Hitomi.

"Goood morning roommate! Did you have a good morning? Ate well? Slept well? Missed meeeeeee?"

She repeated the same text while swinging her head from side to side again just like with Roy. She gave a cute giggle before hoping closer to Hitomi to give her a short nuzzle and hug.

Short after they had to sit so the class could start. Tomoe decided to listen for once to the teacher and sat down to hear what he had to say. She audibly answered one of the teachers his questions feeling quite interested in this question.

"No! I request later school starting times!"

Tomoe kept quite again after speaking her mind. There was not much more to the teacher his explanation. The costumes came in and they had their own lockers. She didn't think of that as anything special to be honest. The mentioning of late comers made her jump a little though.

Short after the teacher was done talking they were suppose to head to the gymf to get their stuff. Tomoe decides to head to one of her teammates before they left the classroom. She had discovered who her teammates were in this so called exercise so she wanted go try approach one of them atleast. Tomoe slowly stepped over to Erza his desk with her chin lowered her eyes softly peering up at him. He looked so calm and tall, so cool and ambitious. This was awkward, she wondered if he had soft sking and smooth hair too. A light blush was on her face as her voice somewhat stuttered. Her personality had completely changed as she tried approaching this person.

"H-hello, my name is T-tomoe. We are suppose to be in the same team I heard. I don't really know much about working together with training so please go easy on me."

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Drow

Location
Mountainside
@CrabInATree

(Sorry for short post)

The boy was helped up by the two other students that were there. Drow was glad to see that they got along so well. It didn't appear she herself was all that wanted here however when the two students that were helping the boy got up and headed off to god knows where. Drow frowned for a a moment thinking about what she had done to scare them away like this. Drow gave a short bow in return to say them goodbye and saw them off before turning back around to Alex.

The boy gave answere to the question about if he was fine. He said he wasn't hurt and didn't look hurt either so she was relieved to see and to know he was fine by flashing a kind brief smile his way. Drow turned the front of the notepad back at her face to write something else to the boy, then pen was quickly clicking its way over the paper before she turned it back to Alex his way again with a stretched out arm. Drow he writing was fairly detailed and tidy so anyone would be able to decipher it.

'I am a new teacher here this year, my name is Drow Winterfield and I am looking for students willing to join extra lessons if they feel behind or want to step up their game. You don't have to join but if you do want to join you can always leave later.'

The words sounded kind but Drow did not display much else then a blank glare at the boy. There was even a smiley drawn at the bottom yet it did not seem like Drow had drawn it.

'My element is lightning just like yours so I can give you some advice if you show me what you can do with what you have learned or if you have any seperate questions. I'm always willing to listen so don't be shy when you actually have a question.'

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@liferusher was drow still interacting with Alex? It seemed like she was looking for him and I don't want to run off leaving her hanging lol.

@CrabInATree

Yea i was waiting for Hagroden

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@Sailorsadie sorry i missed your post it appears. You dont want more interaction with the rest of what was there?

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Well, I saw this and thought it looked interesting, so here’s an app. Tell me if I need to change anything.

Jeremy

Name: Jeremy Lindall

Age: 15

Element: Water

Appearance:


Personality:
Jeremy is generally a goofy, excitable, fun-loving person. He tends to take what life throws at him with a smile, and enjoys spending time with others, although he can be rather shy around new people. Still, sometimes it can be hard for him to slow down, often rushing into whatever he thinks will be fun.

Still, he does have a serious side, which tends to rear its head when he causes trouble. He doesn’t like negativity, so if he’s the one causing it, he’ll drop his goofiness to try and fix whatever he did.

History:
Jeremy has always lived a relatively easy life, born to a pair of elemental martial artists quite close to the academy. He grew up listening to stories of the fun his father, a water elemental, and his mother, a fire elemental, had when they were students. Of course, he also heard all about the trouble they’d gotten in, which was apparently a rather common pastime of the pair.

Due to these stories, Jeremy has been looking forward to the academy for just about his entire life, and actually tried to sneak away from home to join the academy in secret multiple times between the ages of six and ten. However, this stopped when his parents convinced him to focus on martial arts, telling him that knowing them might impress the teachers when finally did get to go.

In the last couple of years before he left, his father helped him practice his water magic at a small pond behind their house. He got somewhat decent at it too, but he knew his father was never really going to teach him anything new, so much as work on improving the little he could already do. When he asked about this, his father explained that actually learning new aspects of his powers would best be left in the hands of the academy.

Equipment: A large, metal drink bottle.

@Rabidporcupine

-the weird voice that everytimes says that name- Danganronpa~

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Location
Classroom

The cute springy ponytail was dangling behind Hitomi her head. It was real fluffy but somewhat scary to see how the hair wanted to jump everywhere almost like the hair tie would snap any moment. A stuttering awkward laugh left her vocals as Tomoe stepped back two steps to not get that hair tie right back in her face again. A huff of relief sounded as It did seem to stay put though despite the exploding hair behind Hitomi her head. Tomoe was happy at least that the hair still looked pretty though, Hitomi obviously seemed surprised by how good it looked too showing it with by affectionately glomping the small pink girl. Tomoe helplessly flailed her arms around as she was murdered by Hitomi her chest. A muffled terrified yell erupted from the small girl her mouth as if she was begging for forgiveness but it was to no use, the sheep girl was too happy and thankful for her new hairstyle. After the last breath escaped Tomoe her lungs her hands fell down by her side as she was leaning on Hitomi now with only her head. End credits roll, that was the story of Tomoe.

Tomoe eventually got free of the grasp of Hitomi panting heavily as she was slowly regaining her breath again. Hitomi was scary, she gave Hitomi a short awkward smile as if she was happy with Hitomi her deadly kindness. Tomoe pushed herself away a foot away from Hitomi not wanting to end up in the same situation again. Despites Hitomi having the new hairstyle and all she still didn’t feel well from the heat. It was a bit sad for her to leave them so soon but Tomoe understood why she wanted to get away from her to save heaven again. Tomoe looking a little concerned for the sheep girl despites all sadness gave a sweet smile and a wave of goodbye. They would be seeing each other tomorrow again so it wasn’t the saddest thing in the world. Without much word left from either Tomoe and Hitomi they parted leaving Tomoe and Mamoru to their own.

It didn’t take long for the two of them to leave the dining area of the dorms either. They were headed for Mamoru her room which was luckily on the same floor as hers. Tomoe wanted to spend as little energy as possible. Tomoe was met with the same identical room as hers, it had a few things of Mamoru and her partner as decorations and off course the standard beds unlike Tomoe, but furthermore exactly the same. Tomoe drowsily gazed around the room inspecting it carefully. She gazed back at Mamoru expecting something to happen. Mamoru was already digging through her closet to find something cute for Tomoe. With her mouth agape she stared at the back of Mamoru till she had some clothes and so the dressing party began.

It didn’t turn out to be crazy or weird clothes, only a few pair of cute and proper clothes before they decided to stop because off Tomoe her tiredness. It was difficult to put on clothes onto a sleeping person so this would continue some other time when Tomoe wasn’t as sleepy as this. Tomoe tiredly waved Mamoru goodbye before leaving for her own room. Tomoe was wearing one of Mamoru her hoodies and shorts so she had some clean clothes for now. She dropped face flat onto her own warm bed and pushed herself into it properly. She grabbed one part of the sheets and rolled herself into them still wearing Mamoru her clothes. Happily she fell asleep within seconds dreaming about cute sheeps hoping over her in her sleep.

Late at night the room door of houses Tomoe opened once more. The small pink girl wrapped in blankets waddled out of her room unknowing of any cameras or teachers. With a tired look in her eyes she waddled further into the hallway while lightly rubbing the sleep out of her eye. It wasn’t a long walk for the fridge so the chance of being seen was low. The light of the fridge made her squint her eyes. Her eyes slowly boggled over all the food that was in it. Tomoe decided on a bowl of cereal and sat down on the ground by the kitchen drawers and softly eat her cereal before heading to bed once more sleeping in an instant again.

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The alarm clock next to Tomoe her bed went off soft at first but turning louder and louder as time went on till the point of ear damage. Tomoe groaned as her hand slapped to the side of her onto the alarm clock. Her eyes slowly opened staring up at the ceiling a bit disappointed that she had to stop sleeping already. She turned to her side as she grabbed one of her plushies and started hugging it. Her face digging inside the soft cloth of the plushie. Her eyes went over the room to orientate what was happening. It was weird to wake up in this new room, it didn’t feel like hers. She was anxious of getting up and doing her own thing in this room. Her eyes laid still on an old photo of her and her parents in the park. She missed them already, she missed the dinner, watching television on the couch together, morning breakfast together. It was so quiet in her room at this time. Hitomi had already left it seemed like. She had to get up on her own. Tomoe pushed herself upright and made a long out stretch before digging the sleep out of her eyes. Her eyes met with the weird hoodie she was wearing. It wasn’t hers. Thinking back on it it was Mamoru’s hoodie and shorts. She sniffled one of the sleeves meeting a pleasant smell. This was nice. She held both sleeves in front of her nose smelling the flower like smell. Mamoru smelled nice. Just as she closed her eyes and transitioned away her body made a small jump in the bed.

What time was it? Her eyes dashed to the alarm clock. AH! 7:50! It took a ton of time to get to the other building already. Her face went somewhat into shock not knowing what to do. Her mother wasn’t there to help her prepare either. Wait where was her uniform!? Was it still at Mamoru her room AH! Tomoe tripped out of bed falling over her sheets making quite a hard tud onto the ground before frantically dashing around the room to get everything done. She had found her uniform hanging in the hallway on her doorknob which was lucky for her. Quickly she washed off her face which only took a few minutes, her hair was still undone from yesterday so she had to find a hair tie somewhere. Clothes! Washing the rest of her body! Brushing teeth! Eating! Packing her bag! It was all done within 7 minutes. With her skirt inside out her tie loose around her neck, her hair still undone, the hair tie around her wrist, her blouse half tucked into her skirt, her socks hanging on her ankles and a slice of bread in her mouth she dashed out of her room with the bag in one of her hands. She was jumping down the stairs her skirt flying up with each jump hoping that no one saw her bad rushing manners, dashing through hallways over the school grounds she made her way to the school building. She had no perception of time with her so she just had to guess she was not late. Quickly the door rushed open as the 3 minute late Tomoe dropped in. Sweat was dripping from her face as she gulped down the last piece of bread with still some jam on the side of her mouth. Her hair was jumping everywhere, it was a mess. She shockingly made her way in seeming defeated by her rushing. Without a word she strolled past everyone in the classroom, sat down and dropped her head onto the desk where she gave a tired sigh and closed her eyes looking quite troubled by her morning.

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*wrong rp*