Irisity
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Doing stuff today, sorry if i dont post a lot!
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Hi, I'm Mattie, but I go by Iris or Irisity on here.
I'm back from a break. Couldn't stay away for too long
I'm back from a break. Couldn't stay away for too long
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Accepted! Nice power, btw
Name: Headmistress Violet
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Born power: Powerless
Appearance:
Personality when teaching: She is very serious when teaching her herbology class. VIolet detest things like piercing and tattoos, claiming they're a distraction and affect the students' magic. Really, she just doesn't like them.
Personality when not-teaching: Tired. Empathetic. Violet contains all these emotions when teaching, but the moment she's free and lets her students go, she's a regular woman in her 20s.
Bio/Why they're teaching: A family thing. The non-magical children of Violet's family always end up teaching.
Other: She hates piercings and tattoos. The students often make fun of her for looking like a teenager as well.
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Born power: Powerless
Appearance:
Personality when teaching: She is very serious when teaching her herbology class. VIolet detest things like piercing and tattoos, claiming they're a distraction and affect the students' magic. Really, she just doesn't like them.
Personality when not-teaching: Tired. Empathetic. Violet contains all these emotions when teaching, but the moment she's free and lets her students go, she's a regular woman in her 20s.
Bio/Why they're teaching: A family thing. The non-magical children of Violet's family always end up teaching.
Other: She hates piercings and tattoos. The students often make fun of her for looking like a teenager as well.
Name: Reyna Finch
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Born Power (scratch this out if you want a non-magical character): She can make others feel her physical pain, but if she does attempt this power, she has the possibility of dying or blacking out
Appearance:
Personality: Despite her power, Reyna is unusually happy. Life before the Coven was depressing and sorrowful, but now, it seemed amazing. She often thought she was going to be a dud witch as a child. She's helpful and kind towards others, but she doesn't like being pushed around.
Bio/What led them towards the Coven: Reyna was in great poverty as a child. The hunters murdered her aunts and her father, leaving her mother and herself for dead. But then Headmistress Violet found her in a time of distress. Reyna hasn't used her born power since the incident. Sure, the bastard was going to rape her and he even killed her mother, but he was still a human being.
Other: Reyna has a few tattoos (Shh! Don't tell Violet!) as seen down below
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Born Power (scratch this out if you want a non-magical character): She can make others feel her physical pain, but if she does attempt this power, she has the possibility of dying or blacking out
Appearance:
Personality: Despite her power, Reyna is unusually happy. Life before the Coven was depressing and sorrowful, but now, it seemed amazing. She often thought she was going to be a dud witch as a child. She's helpful and kind towards others, but she doesn't like being pushed around.
Bio/What led them towards the Coven: Reyna was in great poverty as a child. The hunters murdered her aunts and her father, leaving her mother and herself for dead. But then Headmistress Violet found her in a time of distress. Reyna hasn't used her born power since the incident. Sure, the bastard was going to rape her and he even killed her mother, but he was still a human being.
Other: Reyna has a few tattoos (Shh! Don't tell Violet!) as seen down below
This RP is currently open
Inspired by Ryan Murphy's American Horror Story, Season 3: Coven.
Witches are a dying breed. Hunted to near extinction for the past 400 years, the magical community's numbers have been rapidly dwindling into pure nothingness and dust.
Luckily, there are some actions being attempted to preserve the witch race. In New Orleans, Louisiana, there is a school for witches, where they learn to control and use their powers for good. But within the school, problems are arising. Childish pranks lead to devastating consequences. The students are using their powers for amusement rather than helping the common citizens. Some even hold the belief that regular humans with no magical powers should be crushed under foot and be eradicated or turned into slaves.
What will your experience in the Coven be like?
This RP is going to be set in the same house as in Coven, but not with the same characters. We have a clean canvas, it's just up to us to paint it. No Fiona, no Cordelia, no Zoe or Queenie.
The school is prospering better than it was when Zoe arrived, aka they have a lot more members and teachers.
If you have not seen American Horror Story: Coven but still want to participate in this RP, don't worry. There are only a few basic things you must understand.
1. The Supreme is the most powerful witch that looks over the Coven and makes some of its most important discussions, along with the Council of Witches, a group of three elected witches.
2. There are powers witches are born with, but any witch may also perform an oral spell, as long as it is within or bellow their level of magic.
3. Witches come in all shapes and sizes. Including genders. So, yeah, male witches! Woohoo!
On another note, I would like to introduce non-magical witches. These witches are within the blood lines, but have presented no power. They aid their magical siblings with potions and other remedies, like Cordelia often did.
The female witches have the left side of the house for dorms, while the boys have the right. The school's green house has been turned into a classroom educating the non-magical students about herbs.
Witch powers are very diverse and original. Queenie from the show was a friggin human voodoo doll. She can stab herself and it hurts others, basically. So make your power as unique as possible, but understand that the powers do have limits and consequences. I don't want a power house witch running around.
I will allow there to be player-controlled teachers, but I want a separate CS for the teacher.
I really don't have in mind how many students I want in the school, but right now I'm thinking maybe 20 students, 4 teachers? I could be convinced to add more, though.
Accepted Characters:
Students-
Reyna
Faeya
Alistair
Jarrod
Alice
Teachers-
Headmistress Violet
Inspired by Ryan Murphy's American Horror Story, Season 3: Coven.
Witches are a dying breed. Hunted to near extinction for the past 400 years, the magical community's numbers have been rapidly dwindling into pure nothingness and dust.
Luckily, there are some actions being attempted to preserve the witch race. In New Orleans, Louisiana, there is a school for witches, where they learn to control and use their powers for good. But within the school, problems are arising. Childish pranks lead to devastating consequences. The students are using their powers for amusement rather than helping the common citizens. Some even hold the belief that regular humans with no magical powers should be crushed under foot and be eradicated or turned into slaves.
What will your experience in the Coven be like?
This RP is going to be set in the same house as in Coven, but not with the same characters. We have a clean canvas, it's just up to us to paint it. No Fiona, no Cordelia, no Zoe or Queenie.
The school is prospering better than it was when Zoe arrived, aka they have a lot more members and teachers.
If you have not seen American Horror Story: Coven but still want to participate in this RP, don't worry. There are only a few basic things you must understand.
1. The Supreme is the most powerful witch that looks over the Coven and makes some of its most important discussions, along with the Council of Witches, a group of three elected witches.
2. There are powers witches are born with, but any witch may also perform an oral spell, as long as it is within or bellow their level of magic.
3. Witches come in all shapes and sizes. Including genders. So, yeah, male witches! Woohoo!
On another note, I would like to introduce non-magical witches. These witches are within the blood lines, but have presented no power. They aid their magical siblings with potions and other remedies, like Cordelia often did.
The female witches have the left side of the house for dorms, while the boys have the right. The school's green house has been turned into a classroom educating the non-magical students about herbs.
Witch powers are very diverse and original. Queenie from the show was a friggin human voodoo doll. She can stab herself and it hurts others, basically. So make your power as unique as possible, but understand that the powers do have limits and consequences. I don't want a power house witch running around.
I will allow there to be player-controlled teachers, but I want a separate CS for the teacher.
I really don't have in mind how many students I want in the school, but right now I'm thinking maybe 20 students, 4 teachers? I could be convinced to add more, though.
Accepted Characters:
Students-
Reyna
Faeya
Alistair
Jarrod
Alice
Teachers-
Headmistress Violet
-Name: Lila Salem
-Age: 23
-Quote: "Nobody dies a virgin, because in the end, life fucks us all."
-Themesong: N/A
-Appearance:
-Religion: Atheist
-Occupation: Spy
-Weapons/Equipment: Simple hand gun along with a switch blade
-Skills: Passing a lie detector (assuming they've become seriously advanced), can hack security cameras
-Implants: She often has to change appearances in order to blend in with her environment, but the picture above is her original form
-Backstory: Lila had confidence in the world's new leader. She really did. Until he executed her little brother. Jacob was 16 when he faced the firing squad. All he wanted to do was practice Islam in peace. Now, Lila will do anything to keep Jacob's death meaningful.
-Personality: Bitter, her only focus is killing Adrian. She will occasionally try to make jokes, but they usually end up crashing back into a loop of depression that hangs over her.
-Age: 23
-Quote: "Nobody dies a virgin, because in the end, life fucks us all."
-Themesong: N/A
-Appearance:
-Religion: Atheist
-Occupation: Spy
-Weapons/Equipment: Simple hand gun along with a switch blade
-Skills: Passing a lie detector (assuming they've become seriously advanced), can hack security cameras
-Implants: She often has to change appearances in order to blend in with her environment, but the picture above is her original form
-Backstory: Lila had confidence in the world's new leader. She really did. Until he executed her little brother. Jacob was 16 when he faced the firing squad. All he wanted to do was practice Islam in peace. Now, Lila will do anything to keep Jacob's death meaningful.
-Personality: Bitter, her only focus is killing Adrian. She will occasionally try to make jokes, but they usually end up crashing back into a loop of depression that hangs over her.
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Sign me up :D
Caroline stares down at the faded picture of Sydney, love and contempt brewing in her stomach. The carriage rattles and wobbles on the dirt path. Hopefully it will turn smooth soon enough. The young templar can't stand too much road travel without getting sick.
Caroline rubs her thumb across the face of her dead fiancé, his cheerful laugh ringing in her ears.
A sudden tap at the window pulls her back from the past. Before...them.
Caroline stuffs the locket back down her dress.
The choufer opens the door and extends a gloved hand towards the veteran templar.
"Thank you," Caroline says in her soft southern accent. It didn't sound like the slurs of the white trash or the slaves and the soldiers, but like a belle.
Caroline kept her hat dipped over the left side of her face, hiding her grotesque eye and scar.
The veteran walks at a slow gait, her old plantation habits coming into play. As she approached the main hall doors, she noticed two soldiers, one cradling his hand to his chest, the other poking at his frayed collar.
Caroline stops in front of the soldiers, waiting for their eyes to finally land upon her.
"Hello," she says lightly. "May I go through?"
The soldier with the torn collar opens his mouth, but the other one speaks before him.
"Miss, ya dun wanna go down there. Why don't my comrade here guide ya to the exit?" His accent is blurred by drawls. Must be from Alabama or Mississpi, maybe deep in Georgia.
Caroline smiles, flashing her teeth. "Before your friend does that, please let me thank you for your service. I know these few months have been beneficial for the great Confederacy, but our boys have suffered."
Both men blush for a moment, but then they stiffen their spines, not wanting to acknowledge their struggles.
"Now," Caroline continues, her fingers trail the tip of her hat. "Please step aside." The templar tilts her hat back, her scar and eye slowly coming to light.
Both soldiers contain a gasp.
Caroline just smiles at the dazed men. "Once again, thank you." The girl pushes through the doors herself.
The templar lets herself inside the war room, glancing around.
"Ms. Cheng," Caroline says. "Nice to see you again. Nice work out there, by the way." Caroline gestures lightly behind her with her hand.
Caroline rubs her thumb across the face of her dead fiancé, his cheerful laugh ringing in her ears.
A sudden tap at the window pulls her back from the past. Before...them.
Caroline stuffs the locket back down her dress.
The choufer opens the door and extends a gloved hand towards the veteran templar.
"Thank you," Caroline says in her soft southern accent. It didn't sound like the slurs of the white trash or the slaves and the soldiers, but like a belle.
Caroline kept her hat dipped over the left side of her face, hiding her grotesque eye and scar.
The veteran walks at a slow gait, her old plantation habits coming into play. As she approached the main hall doors, she noticed two soldiers, one cradling his hand to his chest, the other poking at his frayed collar.
Caroline stops in front of the soldiers, waiting for their eyes to finally land upon her.
"Hello," she says lightly. "May I go through?"
The soldier with the torn collar opens his mouth, but the other one speaks before him.
"Miss, ya dun wanna go down there. Why don't my comrade here guide ya to the exit?" His accent is blurred by drawls. Must be from Alabama or Mississpi, maybe deep in Georgia.
Caroline smiles, flashing her teeth. "Before your friend does that, please let me thank you for your service. I know these few months have been beneficial for the great Confederacy, but our boys have suffered."
Both men blush for a moment, but then they stiffen their spines, not wanting to acknowledge their struggles.
"Now," Caroline continues, her fingers trail the tip of her hat. "Please step aside." The templar tilts her hat back, her scar and eye slowly coming to light.
Both soldiers contain a gasp.
Caroline just smiles at the dazed men. "Once again, thank you." The girl pushes through the doors herself.
The templar lets herself inside the war room, glancing around.
"Ms. Cheng," Caroline says. "Nice to see you again. Nice work out there, by the way." Caroline gestures lightly behind her with her hand.
How far are we into the war? Like a few months in or years?
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