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Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

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Riverswell University; Sanctuary and Learning Center for Demi-Gods and Hybrids

First Name: Ashlin

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Surname: Ramiel

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Nickname: Ash

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Age: 19

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Gender: Male

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Species: Demi-God, son of Morpheus.

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Personality: Ash tends to stick to himself when he can, finding groups overwhelming, he never had many friends espescially not after his abilities started showing up. Most of the time he has his face shoved into some old book as this tends to keep most people from approaching him unnecessarily. He almost constantly looks like he hasn't gotten enough sleep though he never looks worn out or tired.

Ash tries his hardest to stay out of trouble but can't seem to keep is opinions to himself at times. He has a rather high I.Q. but doesn't like to flaunt it over others. He grew up in a foster home but was turned out, after his abilities started going haywire, and was forced to live on the street. He never knew either of his parents until he was 16 when his father appeared in one of his dreams.

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Appearance: He has long black hair usually pulled back and is of a slender build. He generally dresses in all black and wears a beanie of some sort. His eyes shine in a prismatic way, looking like gleaming jewels in the light, and flashing diffrent colors depending on if his mood is strong enough.

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Hobbies: Reading, video games, martial arts and free running.

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Abilities:

Dream Walking: Can enter into other people's dreams and slightly effect them. Works strongest on those nearest him.

Dream Inducing: Can cause others to dream what he wants them to.

Lethargy: Can cause people to grow tired and fall into a day dream like state.

Mind Manipulation: Can cause people to see visions and perceive feelings. Those are the limits of this ability as of yet.

Shapeshifting: Can his appearance as he sees fit. He's attempted animals but can't seem to hold the form for very long.

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Extra: Can't fully control all of his abilities and often falls asleep without warning.

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Young Adult Demi-God Academy Roleplay

I'm interested.

[Remake] Something Wicked This Way Comes [IC]

Name: Echo Danivas

Age: 21

Appearance:

Slender in frame, though not lacking muscle. An odd assortment of rune like tattoos cover his body except for his face where two small runes appear at the corners of his eyes. Right eye: Rune meaning Man


Left eye: Rune meaning God


Always wears a hood and a half faced black leather mask, which is artfully decorated in runes. Around 5'11. Has long blond hair and deep amber eyes.



Personality:
Echo has a bit of a stoic personality, and can often be found in a ponderous state. Being used to a nomadic lifestyle he's very prone to long bouts of silence, though he doesn't specifically like being an introvert. He is quick with a joke but knows when and where to hold his tongue, and can often be looked upon when you need someone to come to your defense. He prides himself on his martial ability and logical thinking rather than blind subordination. He prefers to fight solo or a small group, finding large gatherings of people unsettling. He's quick to make friends and slow to make many enemies.

Class: Rogue Mage - Trained to kill swiftly and without detection using magic mostly for health, illusion and body augmentation purposes rather that destruction.

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Weapon(s):

Boomerang Blade:

Chain Sicle:


Armor/Clothing: Leather cloak and mask. Leather chestpiece and gauntlets. Soft sole shoes and glowing clothe pants.

Personal trinkets: Pendant worn around right wrist.

Short History: Echo was raised by a roaming band of Monk/Mages who called themselves Beatae. He was born in a small farm town on the edge of the kingdom and was saved by these monks who found him wandering in the woods near the smoldering town. His home town had been overrun and all but him and a friend had parished that day. The monks had told him he had been a fractured soul, hardly eating or sleeping for months afterwards.

These monks taught him how they fought and thier religious beliefs, which he'd been told, they were some of the last followers of. A long forgot religion with only one God focusing on the harmony of man and nature. When his fifteenth birthday came he was marked as a man as all the men of his tribe had been, he underwent a series of trials and being deemed worthy was marked with their holy runes.

He soon became one of the best warriors in thier midst fighting his way to the top of their hierarchy. He was in line to become the next leader of his people when a Lord had them eradicated as heathens. Only him and a handful of other monks made it, including his friend who had also survived his villages slaughter. By the time they parted the Beatae were no longer.

Having no home, and no hope of rebuilding his religion, he found himself being hired as an Assassin and thief for his skills and had gone to Galloway to free a man wrongfully accused of his crimes, only to seemingly arrive late.

Somewhere Only we know

@Aquaknight does this RP have any hope left for it? Seems like you haven't checked in in far to long...

Somewhere Only we know

Name: Zeke Carhillion

Pants: imgur.com/FsyN4KS Sweatshirt: imgur.com/ibyPt09 / imgur.com/F3FWKPb (rarely takes it off) Face: cdn1.theodysseyonline.com/files/2015/1..

@iHxzardx

These links dont work.

Madam Lilith School for Supernatural

K im posted

Madam Lilith School for Supernatural

Mr. Mors

Mr. Mors set up his History class as a few kids wandered in. It was a surprisingly blank room lined with books from all over the world, some from other realms even. Behind his desk was a collection of books 'lost' in antiquity, and a few handy trinkets, he picked up his pencil and drummed on the desk waiting for the students to stroll in. Most of the pupils at this fine establishment would be taking his class, few knew enough not to. He read over some notes on Demonology and the like pushing his glasses up on his nose. Though he seemed the same age as most of the students there, Mr. Mors had a deepness to his eyes that was only found after millennia of suffering. Even if some of the Students rivaled him in age, none could say the same for knowledge. Across the hall he could see one of there new teachers pull her door open and begin to set up shop. He decided to go wait by the door for any other students he hadn't had the chance to introduce himself to yet.

Luscious

Luke woke up in a cold sweat, he had slipped to deeply into the dream realm and was now watching a scene of parts of the Institute catching fire, students being turned to dust inside. The image of what could only be a God appeared in Luke's head and he flinched at the site of it. "You should not be here," Its voice rang like the striking of a bell throughout his skull, his nose began to bleed as he held on for a few more seconds. "leave now!" The voice shouted in his head as he was brought to his knees.

He was now sitting there looking at the newcomer that had wandered in the night before as he had had his slumber undisturbed. He picked up his shirt from the bedside table and through it over his body to cover up his tattoos there. He grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat off his face as he turned to the new comer, picking up his scarf as he did so. There was something about this person, there Aura was black almost. No mater, he thought to himself, he wasn't here to pick fights now, or make friends now was he? He strolled over to the persons bed side wrapping the scarf around his head as he approached. He lightly kicked the end of the bed with his boot trying to wake the boy. "Class starts in like 10 minutes if you were going." He said picking up his satchel and throwing in some note books, and other necessities, he was on his way to the door, pulling it open gently. He made his way downstairs, watching a boy tumble downward as he approached the ones on his flight.
@Lord Hailstorm