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Current Wise men speak because they have something to say. Foolish men speak because they have to say something.
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Would You Destroy Something Perfect In Order To Make It Beautiful?

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I'm just gonna... Leave this here.

General Information
Name: Rebecca Zandra
Nickname: Becca
Age: 15
Birthday: July 3, 1999
Gender: Female
Relationship status: Single
Year Level: First

Physical Appearance


Personality
Likes: Skateboarding, Violence, Chocolate, Attractive People
Fears: Death, the Dark, Loneliness, Losing the people she cares about.
Personal goals: To become strong, make friends, and become a superior hunter.
Personality: Becca acts really tough, and kind of like a bitch most of the time, but she does this so she doesn't get hurt. She's been burned before by other people when she was too nice. When she starts to get intimate with someone, whether a friendship or a romantic relationship, she starts to open up a bit more. Again, she does this to protect herself, and really tries not to hurt others by her words, even if it happens sometimes.

Relationships
Father: Peter Zandra, (Deceased) Daemon researcher, killed by a daemon
Stepfather: Derek Aster, middle school math teacher, has a bad relationship with Becca.
Mother: Lori Aster, business woman, works for a large international business conglomerate, but isn't very high up.
Sibling(s): Jon Zandra (Older brother), Daemon hunter, trying to find the daemon that killed his father, Jeff Aster (Step brother), normal middle school boy, knows nothing about daemons.
Friends: None
Partner: N/A
Pet/(s): N/A

Classes
Compulsory Subjects:
1. English I
2. Geometry
Selective Subjects:
1. Chemistry
2. Design (Fashion)
Specialized Subjects:
1. Daemonology
2. Healing 101
3. Dead Languages
4. Combat

Background
Bio:
Becca's father was killed when she was only 7, and she was told it was a car accident. Her older brother, Jon, who was 12 at the time, swore revenge against whatever killed their father. Becca didn't get it, really, but she got an idea and one night she woke her brother up and snuck him into the scrap yard where her Dad's car was taken. She was surprised to only see large scratches in the driver's side door. What she had intended was to help her brother destroy the car, which would help him get his revenge. He just sadly smiled at the sentimate. When Becca actually deduced that it wasn't another car that killed their father, Jon explained about Daemons. Becca didn't understand much, but she knew that her father was a better man than she had originally thought. It wasn't until she was 10 and her mother got remarried that she learned the whole truth.

As you can imagine, that's a lot to put on a 10 year old, but she had to learn sometime. When her mother married Derek, she gained a new brother, who was two years older than she was. Her mother made her swear not to share anything about Daemons with him, so she didn't. After that, her parents were hardly ever home, so Jon pretty much raised her and Jeff from that age. That's where she learned to be strong, was from her brother. Her step father was a jerk, though. He only cared about himself and his son. He didn't even care for her mother, which is what really pissed her off.

In addition to this, all of her friends at school started calling her a freak in middle school for two reasons. One, she was attracted to girls, and didn't get why they were so into guys, and two, she saved one of them from a daemon. She was just trying to be nice to them, and a daemon had started trailing one of them. It was just a little E class elemental, but it had some malicious intent. The only way she could stop it was to make a contract with it for three months of her life. The little guy actually turned out to be helpful, and they quickly gained an emotional bond. She didn't feel lonely when she was around him. They go everywhere together now, and she's learned how to fight with him, too, with some help from her brother.

The last thing she did before she came to Aulani Academy was tell her crush how she felt. It didn't go over very well, which she didn't figure it would, but did she have to be so rude about it? Whatever.

Other
Other: N/A

Daemon - General Information

Physical Appearance


Name: Igniserta
Species: Lizard
Gender: Male
Class: E Class
Powers: Light fire control, being adorable.
Drake smirked as he walked towards the festival. He knew his search for answers would lead him somewhere, but he never imagined it would be something like this. He was a long way from home, but he didn't mind. This is where he rose to glory. He didn't see very many people here yet, and there was no one he would normally socialize with, so he waited for it to start off to the side, watching for anything interesting.
That's what I meant, I guess. I wasn't sure if there was any particular order or if your character was gonna enter first or what.
So, who's gonna start this?
Drake is still here, too.
Franklin cheerfully smiled at Timothy. "Aw, come on, it's alright big guy. She's only an eevee. She's not scary. She's fluffy, and cute." Franklin said, trying to calm him down. He thought it was kind of odd for such a big rock type to be afraid. They're usually as stalwart as the earth itself, and such. Whatever, he knew that everyone had a softer side anyways.

"Hi," Franklin said to the eevee with a smile. It wasn't often he met a pokemon smaller than himself, even if it was only a few inches. "I'm Franklin." All of this was making him excited and a bit nostalgic. It reminded him of his father and all of his fellow guild members he would always have around the house. Planning missions to go help him. He thought he remembered a Rhypherior coming once, and he was really nice like Timothy. He also remembered meeting an Espeon. All of the pokemon here reminded him of his father and his father's rescue guild. That was always a plus, because these were the kind of pokemon he strived to be, so he was glad to have some similar surrounding him.
I kind of noticed.
Vicier said
Yes, this roleplay is still open!! We welcome you!!


AWESOME! Because this is an awesome and seamless meshing of ideas from Supernatural, RWBY, and Black Butler. I'm not sure if all of them were intentional, but I love it!
Austin glared at Ky 'vie after she tassled his hair. He was red in the face from her previous posture, but he didn't care how cute she was, no one messed with his hair. He flipped it back over to the side. He smirked at the confusion on his father, though. His only answer was, "Well, he's a dick, so you're lucky you don't know of him." He smiled genuinely at Astrid's comment, though. Finally, someone as snarky as I am. he thought. Dammit! Why does everyone here have to be my type?

So, Allen's his name. He talks really proper and flatteringly. Though I'm not sure what he thinks he's doing. It seems like he was expecting to end up here. Like he knew about this place. Does that mean other half-god kids know about this place and actually flock to it? They aren't chased here and only accidentally come in? Austin thought. He had his arms crossed over his chest as he thought.

Austin looked up and saw the ladies walking off, followed by Allen. Then he remembered something that happened awhile ago when he was fighting a monster in a back alley. It had called him something, what was it? Son of... Joseph? No. Justin? No. Justice? Maybe. Maybe that would be something helpful to figuring out which cabin he belonged to. He hoped so, he didn't want to be stuck in the Hermes cabin. Does Hermes actually get around a lot, though? he wondered.

Either way, that wasn't important right now. Austin ran to catch up with the group. "Hey, guys, I just remembered something that might help you out!" He called as he caught up. "A monster a few months ago called me a Son of Justice. Does that mean anything to you guys?"
Hey, is this RP still open?
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