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Academy of Heroes & Academy of Villains

@shagranoz Uh, Charly didn't make a full tree in the hallway, just a sapling on her hand

Academy of Heroes & Academy of Villains

River City Academy - Main Hallway
Charly Winter

Charly smiled as Joan spoke. Charly looked up to her somewhat, not only for her heroing duties, but for the fact that she had decided to open up an establishment such as River City Academy. She could have gone for the fame and glory of being a solo hero, or even the greater glory of forming a superhero team. But instead, she chose to build a school to house and educate the heroes of the next generation. It was charitable to say the least, half of the kids at the school had been alienated by their parents for being freaks, a safe haven like River City was just what they needed. When asked if she had been practising her powers, Charly perked up considerably, grinning from ear to ear like a child in a candy shop.
"I almost forgot to say! I figured out a new thing that I can do with my powers!" She exclaimed gleefully, reaching into her satchel and pulling out a small tied pouch. She picked a seed from the pouch before putting said pouch back into her satchel and placing the seed on the palm of her open hand. Previously, a look of serious conviction would have spread across her face, but she had gotten quite good at this little trick since she began trying it out. Within a minute the seed sprouted and grew into a small tree sapling. "I'm able to make it fully grown as well! I just wouldn't want to start a garden in the middle of the hallway." She joked, the delivery was rather flat, but Charly was never one to be a comedian.

River City Academy - Main Hallway
William Winter

William gave a small smile to the girl as she spoke. It was rather humorous to hear her constantly speaking in rhymes. She must have been quite quick on her feet to think of the rhymes on the spot like that. He scratched the back of his head before speaking.
"How do you think of rhymes that quickly? I struggle to even learn lyrics to my favourite songs, let alone make ones up on the spot!" He joked grinning. "Is that your power? Are you one of the smart people or something?" He asked, his words lingering upon broken English. He quickly realized what he was supposed to be doing. "Anyhow, it's lovely to meet both of you, my sister is just in the hallway across from here." He explained, beginning to walk before realizing something and turning back to the two. "I almost forgot, are you able to follow me without any help? You can just grab on to my shirt if you like, saves you having to call out so often." He spoke, stretching his shirt out with his hand as he did.

There Will Always Be Blood

@Nevix I wouldn't want to steal the place from you if you worked hard on the character. I'm happy to just give you the place and possibly play another character if I can think of one. I have exams right now and too many roleplays probably isn't that good for my workload right now in all honesty, so my posting rate would probably down as well to be honest.

There Will Always Be Blood

Godfrey

Sir Godfrey the Pious

" I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep; I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lion."
-Alexander the Great

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Name:

Godfrey Balian Van Der Woodsen.

Nickname:

Hotspur

Age:

29

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Relationship Status:

Widower

Rank:

Bastard brother to the King of Seabel, Field Marshal

Title:

Sir Godfrey the Pious

Kingdom:

Seabel

In Depth Appearance:

Godfrey stands at a rather short 5 foot 9 and has a thin, yet slightly muscular physique. His hair is a curly dirty blonde and is often left unkempt and unstyled. His eyes are a pale blue, often sticking out against his regularly dirty or grimy skin. He often has a beard, kept rather short and close to the grain. It is a slightly darker colour than his hair, and could be considered more brown than blonde. He has various scars over his arms, but his most notable scar is a large bear claw scar that traces across his chest.
He can often be seen wearing a tabard bearing the sigil of house Seabel. He dislikes the formalities of high society and it's clothing, and often wears a lighter version of his armour made from leather and cloth when not at an important event.

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M Y Q U I R K S

Habits | Quirks | Oddities

• Very religious, prays to gods before and after every battle and before he sleeps.
• Has a habit of flicking his sword as if to get any liquids off of it, even when there are none on it.
• Uses snuff rather than the traditional pipe or cigarette.
• Believes his right arm to be longer than his left, when it isn't.
• Rolls dice before making any important decision.

Hobbies:

• Hunting
• Archery
• Jousting
• Pub Games
• Sparring

Likes:

• Ale
• Foreign weaponry
• Books every now and then, most either on his gods or on warfare
• Beautiful Women
• The lute, although he cannot play a chord of it

Dislikes:

• People denying his right to be in the royal family
• 'Heretics'
• Un-honourable fighters
• Water
• Potatoes

Fears:

• Drowning
• Dishonour
• Losing his mind

Personality:

♦ Loyal ♦ Ignorant ♦ Trustworthy ♦ Bloodthirsty ♦

Godfrey is an extremely pious person, to the point of fanatics. He expresses a deep love for his gods and supports the church wholeheartedly, to the point where he sees anyone who refuses to convert to his religion as a heretic who must be destroyed. However, do not get the idea that Godfrey is a religious spoilsport who does not allow fun and lives only for religion. He likes a pint as much as any male in the kingdom, and is extremely partial to a pub game when he gets the chance to play them.
You would expect him to feel snubbed by his lack of a claim to the throne, however Godfrey has a much different opinion on the matters. He sees himself as a much better military tactician than he does a king. He supports the king fully and would never think of traitorous plans.
Godfrey's home is in battle. He knows his men and they know him and as a result they work extremely well as one unit. A skilled swordsman, Godfrey isn't one to get cocky with his abilities and much prefers to just go in for the kill rather than taunt his opponent.

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D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T

History:

Godfrey was born as the bastard son of a king and a whore. While out at war with a tribe of tormenting barbarians, the king's encampment within a village was surrounded, and death seemed inevitable. He, of course, had sex with a random whore and managed to get her pregnant while in the encampment. Luckily enough, reinforcements came and saved the king and his small army from the barbarians.
Godfrey was born months later, with no support from the king or the royal family. His mother proved his existence as a member of the royal family using various letters the king had written to her after the event at the village. However, this evidence was not recognized and was seen as nothing more than propaganda by other nations.
Nevertheless, Godfrey grew up wanting to prove himself as a member of the royal family. He knew no other way to prove himself than to join the military in their latest holy crusade to the unsettled lands. During his service in the military, Godfrey learned more and more about religion from the priests that accompanied the army and became a devout follower. He became renowned for his prodigal abilities with a blade, and eventually managed to even meet the king because of how quickly he was ascending the ranks. He showed the king the letters proving him as a member of the royal family. Of course, the king had very little recollection of that day and could not care less if Godfrey was his son or not, but he did see the militaristic advantage in accepting him into the family.
Godfrey had become somewhat of a legend among the ranks. His leadership skills and masterful swordsmanship earned him respect among just about every troop within the army. The king could obviously use this to garner support for the royal family and himself and accepted Godfrey into the family, but with a few limitations. While he was officially a member of the royal family, Godfrey would still be recognized as a bastard and would not be able to contend for the throne or receive the benefits he would have as a pure blooded son. He received land in the north and a borough to manage from afar and collect tax from.

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M I S C .

Extracurricular Activities:

• Pub Games
• Archery competitions
• Tournaments
• Drinking

Extra:

Fantasy, particularly the works of Terry Pratchett

Pink's characters

Roleplay: Titans of Gotham

Maddie

Secret ID: Maddalena 'Maddie' Soldati
Alias: Reflection
Age: 19
Home Location: Florence, Italy
Powers:
Maddie has but one power. To travel through and allow things to travel through reflections. She can travel through anything that reflects and come out of any other thing that reflects. For example, she could go through a window and come out of someone's eye. Of course, if she were to do this shrinking would be in effect, and she would regrow as soon as she was a safe distance from the person. She can also allow things to travel through reflections, a power very handy in conjunction with her power gloves.
Weaknesses:
Other than her power, Maddie is completely human and anything that would kill a normal human will kill her.
Equipment:
Maddie's main piece of equipment are her power gloves. They are a pair of gloves stolen from a former super villain that buff her strength and are able to fire beams from the knuckles and palm of said gloves. Along with this, she carries her knife in her boot at all times but refuses to wear any sort of super suit, thinking that they look stupid.
Appearance:
Maddie stands at 5 foot 7 and has a fit physique. Her hair which reaches down past her shoulders is long, curly and black. Her skin is very slightly tanned, a result of her place of birth. Her eyes are a rather bland brown, matching the colour of her signature bandanna.
Personality:
If there was one word to describe Maddie it would be loyal. If she believes you to be a friend, then she wouldn't betray you for the world. This can often lead to her downfall, and betrayals just leave her furious, but she sticks to her loyalty in almost every situation.

She is rather blunt in her mannerisms. If she sees something that seems strange or off to her she'll most likely mention it. And put it this way, she has fallen out with many friends after they've asked her whether or not they looked fat in a dress. She displays an aura of dispassion when it comes to her appearance, shrugging it off as if it doesn't matter. However, inside she is actually rather self conscious about what people think of her appearance, and an insult towards it would make her feel depressed to all heck.
Password: Gnarkk
BRIEF Bio:
Maddie was born in Florence, Italy to a former thief father and a mother who worked as a butcher. Suffice to say, she had a far from normal early life. She was brought up more like a boy than anything else, when other girls were playing with barbies, Maddie was being taught how to do keepie uppies. Her life was never boring, when she wasn't learning how to pick locks with her father, she was learning how to gut a pig by her mother.

Things changed drastically when she entered school though. Other girls began commenting on her looks, which created a deep seated fear of what other people think in relation to this. Of course, as time went on and her looks began coming on these comments gradually disappeared, especially after she learned how to box.

Her powers manifested at age 16, during her rebellious phase. She began using her powers for more nefarious purposes. She combined her power with her thieving skills and began stealing from whomever she pleased, although she made a note to never steal from those who needed it or who had children. Her biggest, and final heist was on a former super villain. He specialized in technology, and built an entire suit capable of flight, laser blasts and even super strength if you'd believe that.

Of course, Maddie couldn't take the entire suit and had to settle for the gloves before making a quick escape. Her newfound powers combined with the gloves inspired her to do something she'd never thought of doing. She became a superhero. She began cleaning up the streets of Florence, and gained a reputation for her young age and lack of costume.

Eventually she was contacted by an Italian representative of Batman Incorporated about joining something called 'The Teen Titans'. She graciously accepted of course.
Notes:
-Her idol is Zinedine Zidane
-Favourite food is pancakes
Sample Post:

Pink's characters

Roleplay: Academy of Heroes

The Winter Siblings

Will Winter

Civilian name:
William 'Will' Winter

Gender:
Male

Age:
18

Hero or villain:
Hero

Civilian looks:
William stands at a tall 6 foot 3 and has a fit physique with only light muscle that betrays his true strength when channelling the sun. His skin is neither pale nor is it tanned, which brings out his piercing blue eyes somewhat. His hair is black and curly, albeit covered by a cap at most times.

Costume:
William's 'costume' is rather casual. He will often not change the lower half of his clothing, and the top consists of his grandfathers old costume. This is essentially a green sailor's uniform straight from World War 2. It comes complete with a striped cap, another homage to his grandfather.

Powers:
William has, but two notable powers, his control of sunlight and his very slight control of water.

William's control of sunlight isn't in the conventional way that you'd think it to be. He does not fully know how to control or use it and as a result can only channel it through his body.

His control of water ties into this control of sunlight, and he uses it in a variety of ways, most involving bubbles. He mostly always uses bubbles for the sole reason that they are easier to make than say a stream of water or a wave. All he needs is the condensation from the air and a small amount of sunlight and boom, he has what is essentially either a battering ram or a bomb depending on how much sunlight he puts into it.

He is also able to spin the bubbles at increasingly high speed, giving them the ability to cut objects or people if he so chooses to do so. Along with this, he can use the bubbles as a sort of lens for sunlight. In the same way that a magnifying glass will concentrate the heat of the sun into a burning effect, his bubbles would do the same. He could also theoretically connect up the bubbles in a sort of domino effect to further concentrate the sunlight.

William can also use the sunlight itself to buff his own powers. While channelling sunlight William's strength, speed and durability are increased exponentially, to the point of being comparable to that of some superheroes. He is also able to nullify small amounts of pain because of this buff, for example, he could relax and dislocate his arm in order to send a far reaching punch towards his enemies.

A limitation of William's sun based powers is his breathing. He must maintain a constant flow of breathing in a pattern taught to him as a child. Any variation to this pattern for an extended period of time will result in his powers deactivating and leaving him to fend off attackers with his water based powers.

Weakness wise, William is essentially only human without his sunlight. Even with the enhanced durability, a punch from a super strong person will still hurt like hell and may stagger or even send William flying depending on how strong the person is.

Skills:
William is a skilled boxer and was considering attempting to become professional before he became a hero. Along with this, he is quite skilled in out-doorsy things like gutting fish and starting fires as a result of his time camping with his father in his youth. He also learned to sew at a young age, in order to help his sister with her dress making and whatnot.

Personality:
Optimistic and kind, William is not the type to get mad very easily. In fact, he is about as patient as it gets and annoying him takes more than what you'd expect, just ask his sister who has tried on numerous occasions to get a reaction out of him that wasn't ambivalence or laughter.

If there was a word above loyalty it would be used to describe him. He is loyal to his family, friends and especially his morals. He's the type of guy who'd put his life on the line to save a stranger.

There is one thing that is sure to immediately anger him though. Insulting or doing anything harmful to his sister. His anger is far different from most people's though, it more stoic and serious than it is rage filled and emotional. Rather than sprinting over in a rage filled flurry of punches and kicks, William is a lot more deliberate with his movements. Instead walking slowly and calculating every possible thing he could do in the situation.

Charly Winter

Civilian name:
Charlotte 'Charly' Winter

Gender:
Female

Age:
17

Hero or villain:
Hero

Civilian looks:
Charly stands at 5 foot 8 and has a slim physique. Her skin is rather pale, and matches well with her pale blonde hair and her hazel eyes. Her hair is tied into several ponytails with spherical hair clips.

Powers:
Charly possesses the power of life manipulation and creation. Don't worry it's not nearly as overpowered as it sounds. The most use of this object comes from Charly's ability to turn inorganic objects into organic ones. Namely small animals and plants. For example, she could turn a pen into a garden snake or a gun into a frog. If someone were to attack one of these small animals, the amount of damage they would have inflicted onto the animal would be inflicted back onto them. Along with this, she can heal small wounds such as cuts and gashes if she so pleases.

She is also able to speed up the ageing of various things based on their consciousness, sapience and sentience. For example, she is nowhere near powerful enough to age a human past a few seconds. And even then, doing that would wear her out to the point of needing immediate rest. The thing she finds easiest to speed the ageing of are plants and trees. She can make a tree go from the prime of its life to death within a matter of seconds. For this reason, she often carries seeds and whatnot around with her.

While it would take her a great amount of effort to age a human fully, she is able to damage any humanoid with something she calls the 'Life-Shot'. Essentially she channels a great deal of life into the tip of her finger and fires it at her opponent. Wherever it lands ages rapidly before de-aging back to its original state and causing an amount of damage that differs depending on where it hits. For example, if she hit someone in the heart or the head it would do much more damage than it would to a person's arm. This could also potentially be used to blind people if she is accurate enough.

Charly's main weakness is her humanity. Other than her life based powers she is just a human, and will die to anything a regular human will die to. Along with this, her Life-Shot slowly drains her of energy to the point where she could be put into a coma if she uses it too much.

Skills:
Charly possesses very few attack based skills other than her skill with a bow and her accuracy as a result of this. She is quite a good rider of horses and is good at sewing and making clothing and whatnot, but other than that she has very few skills that could help her out in the field.

Personality:
Charly is a timid, if a bit inquisitive young woman. She is quite kind to strangers, and would risk life and limb for her family, but earning her friendship is a bit more difficult than you'd expect. She is rather untrustful of most people and will often turn to her brother for his opinion on the person before she becomes proper friends with them.

Bio:
The Winter siblings were born on an ironically sunny summer day in Hamburg, Germany. Their father, a butcher, was the son of a retired superhero by the name of 'Befreier' or 'Liberator'. The story behind their grandfather was that he fought during World War 2. Of course, being German he fought on the Axis' side of the war, until he developed his power. His power was rather unconventional in the fact that it was two large wings that sprouted from his back. He defected to the British side of the front after saving a paratrooper whose parachute had failed to deploy.

Funnily enough, he was placed in the British navy, but for good reason. He would be ordered to fly onto Axis ships before lifting or killing as many soldiers as he could on the boat. He gained the nickname 'The Angel of Death', a name that stuck with him throughout his heroing life.

He met a British girl and they married rather soon after meeting. After the war had ended, they moved back to Germany, where he gained a reputation as a superhero. He retired a few decades later, after his son was born. His son, a non meta-human, aspired to be a big hollywood writer, but ended up becoming a butcher before marrying a girl from his hometown of Hamburg who later gave birth to both William and Charly.

William, born in June, grew up knowing a life of action and adventure. As a young boy, his grandfather would often take him out camping to teach him various skills needed to survive in the wild. At the same time, his father enrolled him in boxing lessons, where he excelled to the point of almost becoming professional before he joined the hero academy.

Charley, born in July had a far different life than William during this period. She spent most of her time learning from her mother and grandmother. She loved arts and crafts and her grandmother was a great teacher of sewing and clothes making.

Their powers both developed at around the same time, and their grandfather was great at helping them control their powers, especially with all of his superhero connections. Things got a lot easier when they were informed about River City Academy around the time when William was 15 and Charly was 14. They have attended the academy since then.

Dominik

Civilian name:
Dominik Żuraw

Alias:
Pozakrajowy or Poza for short

Gender:
Male

Age:
18

Hero or villain:
Villain - Although more walking the line than anything really

Civilian looks

(Pictured with his little sister)
Dominik stands at 5 foot 10 and has a thin physique. His eyes are a piercing blue, contrasting with the paleness of his skin. His hair is a dark black and is kept at a messy medium length. He always wears a necklace, holding a locket with a picture of his sister in it.

Pozakrajowy

Dominik's 'costume' is actually more of a transformation than anything. The clothes he is wearing at the time stay on him, but his body drastically changes. His skin and hair changes to an azure blue. His fingers grow into claws more or less and retractable 'blades' appear within his forearms.

Powers:
When transformed, Dominik changes from a regular human boy into a super strong, super fast and super durable alien-like figure. His most noticeable power are the two large blades that sprout from his arms whilst transforming. Along with this, Dominik is able to secret corrosive enzymes from the palms of his hands, enough to melt metal. He is able to transform at will, but in times of high stress or anger he will transform against his will. He is also able to store, and release electrical energy in the form of a sort of barrier around his body for a few seconds. Note, he cannot generate his own electricity and storing it is painful to him, albeit to a much lesser degree than it is to a regular person.

Weakness wise, Dominik is completely human when not transformed, and will die to anything a regular human will die to. His main weakness while transformed is alcohol. Anything containing alcohol will burn his skin to the same effect as dry ice on a human. He is also very hard to get back into his human form after transforming if his necklace is taken away.

Skill:

• While transformed, Dominik is an excellent hand-to-hand combatant
• Amateur mechanic
• Pretty good at darts

Personality:
Dominik is what you'd call an anti-hero forced to be a villain. Because of his denial to River City Academy, and subsequent acceptance at Blackwood School, he in turn became more evil than he really ever wished himself to be. He still displays moments of heroics and generally feels sick to his stomach about doing 'evil' things, but forces himself to in order to keep his transformed side in check. When transformed, Dominik turns into a very different person. A red mist descends upon him and he only sees things as allies and enemies, making him a lethal opponent especially since his time at Blackwood School has done nothing to control this side and has instead only aggravated it.

The one thing that keeps him from turning constantly and becoming some sort of serial killing monster is his younger sister. She is still under the belief that he is actually at the hero academy, and Dominik uses this knowledge to calm himself when transformed.

Bio:
Dominik's life is one of torment and mystery. He was originally born in Warsaw, Poland and lived there until he was about 5. This was when he was kidnapped. His father, a compulsive gambler, got in debt to the wrong people. Namely, a shadow corporation who worked as both a pharmaceutical company and a shady experimental company. They would carry out experiments on live humans for the highest bidder, kidnapping and taking people whenever they wanted.

Dominik wasn't so much as taken as he was sold. His father had the choice between slowly sliding into poverty before dying a gruesome death at the hands of the corporation, or donating his son to their cause and having the debt wiped clean. You see, Dominik was special from birth in the sense that he has the rare blood type AB, one able to receive blood from any other blood type.

He was taken to a facility, and was experimented on using space-based chemicals picked up by rovers and satellites and found in meteorites. For years it did nothing but cause detriment to his health. It was lucky that he survived as long as he did, otherwise he would have never met his 'sister'. His sister was a girl of just 4 years old, stolen from her family and forced to be experimented on. He was just 11 when he met her, but he let his brotherly instincts wash over him and they soon became inseparable.

Unfortunately, the experiments began seeing results. Dominik would wake up screaming in the night, his form changed to that of some sort of demon. Soon enough, the demon became something he could turn on and turn off at will, with the help of his sister. He devised an escape plan and managed to break their way out of the facility using his new found powers.

They travelled the world after that, until they were about 14 when Dominik discovered River City Academy. He begged to be let in, but his power was just too uncontrollable and they were forced to turn him down. He was forced to turn to Blackwood School, who payed the fee to put his sister into foster care while he was tutored at the school.

There Will Always Be Blood

Godfrey

Sir Godfrey the Pious

" I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep; I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lion."
-Alexander the Great

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Name:

Godfrey Balian Van Der Woodsen.

Nickname:

Hotspur

Age:

29

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Relationship Status:

Widower

Rank:

Bastard brother to the King of Seabel, Field Marshal

Title:

Sir Godfrey the Pious

Kingdom:

Seabel

In Depth Appearance:

Godfrey stands at a rather short 5 foot 9 and has a thin, yet slightly muscular physique. His hair is a curly dirty blonde and is often left unkempt and unstyled. His eyes are a pale blue, often sticking out against his regularly dirty or grimy skin. He often has a beard, kept rather short and close to the grain. It is a slightly darker colour than his hair, and could be considered more brown than blonde. He has various scars over his arms, but his most notable scar is a large bear claw scar that traces across his chest.
He can often be seen wearing a tabard bearing the sigil of house Seabel. He dislikes the formalities of high society and it's clothing, and often wears a lighter version of his armour made from leather and cloth when not at an important event.

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M Y Q U I R K S

Habits | Quirks | Oddities

• Very religious, prays to gods before and after every battle and before he sleeps.
• Has a habit of flicking his sword as if to get any liquids off of it, even when there are none on it.
• Uses snuff rather than the traditional pipe or cigarette.
• Believes his right arm to be longer than his left, when it isn't.
• Rolls dice before making any important decision.

Hobbies:

• Hunting
• Archery
• Jousting
• Pub Games
• Sparring

Likes:

• Ale
• Foreign weaponry
• Books every now and then, most either on his gods or on warfare
• Beautiful Women
• The lute, although he cannot play a chord of it

Dislikes:

• People denying his right to be in the royal family
• 'Heretics'
• Un-honourable fighters
• Water
• Potatoes

Fears:

• Drowning
• Dishonour
• Losing his mind

Personality:

♦ Loyal ♦ Ignorant ♦ Trustworthy ♦ Bloodthirsty ♦

Godfrey is an extremely pious person, to the point of fanatics. He expresses a deep love for his gods and supports the church wholeheartedly, to the point where he sees anyone who refuses to convert to his religion as a heretic who must be destroyed. However, do not get the idea that Godfrey is a religious spoilsport who does not allow fun and lives only for religion. He likes a pint as much as any male in the kingdom, and is extremely partial to a pub game when he gets the chance to play them.
You would expect him to feel snubbed by his lack of a claim to the throne, however Godfrey has a much different opinion on the matters. He sees himself as a much better military tactician than he does a king. He supports the king fully and would never think of traitorous plans.
Godfrey's home is in battle. He knows his men and they know him and as a result they work extremely well as one unit. A skilled swordsman, Godfrey isn't one to get cocky with his abilities and much prefers to just go in for the kill rather than taunt his opponent.

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D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T

History:

Godfrey was born as the bastard son of a king and a whore. While out at war with a tribe of tormenting barbarians, the king's encampment within a village was surrounded, and death seemed inevitable. He, of course, had sex with a random whore and managed to get her pregnant while in the encampment. Luckily enough, reinforcements came and saved the king and his small army from the barbarians.
Godfrey was born months later, with no support from the king or the royal family. His mother proved his existence as a member of the royal family using various letters the king had written to her after the event at the village. However, this evidence was not recognized and was seen as nothing more than propaganda by other nations.
Nevertheless, Godfrey grew up wanting to prove himself as a member of the royal family. He knew no other way to prove himself than to join the military in their latest holy crusade to the unsettled lands. During his service in the military, Godfrey learned more and more about religion from the priests that accompanied the army and became a devout follower. He became renowned for his prodigal abilities with a blade, and eventually managed to even meet the king because of how quickly he was ascending the ranks. He showed the king the letters proving him as a member of the royal family. Of course, the king had very little recollection of that day and could not care less if Godfrey was his son or not, but he did see the militaristic advantage in accepting him into the family.
Godfrey had become somewhat of a legend among the ranks. His leadership skills and masterful swordsmanship earned him respect among just about every troop within the army. The king could obviously use this to garner support for the royal family and himself and accepted Godfrey into the family, but with a few limitations. While he was officially a member of the royal family, Godfrey would still be recognized as a bastard and would not be able to contend for the throne or receive the benefits he would have as a pure blooded son. He received land in the north and a borough to manage from afar and collect tax from.

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M I S C .

Extracurricular Activities:

• Pub Games
• Archery competitions
• Tournaments
• Drinking

Extra:

Fantasy, particularly the works of Terry Pratchett

Academy of Heroes & Academy of Villains

Sorry about that, bit unclear as to what was happening.

Academy of Heroes & Academy of Villains

California City Airport
A day before the start of term
7:00AM
William and Charly Winter

William and Charly waited and watched as bag after bag passed by their eyes on the conveyor belt. Williams dark black suitcase stood upright like a soldier at his side, a small grin was on his lips, he was looking forward to the new term. He was finally a senior and he couldn't wait to be a fully qualified hero, even if he didn't want to become one that was a great qualification to have in any job field.

Charly, however, had a much different point of view on the situation. Not only was she terrified that her bag had been stolen or lost, she was anxious about the start of the new term, and this was obvious in her physical mannerisms. She kept playing with her bright blonde hair, switching between straightening it and curling it around her finger. She knew it would be fine though, as long as she had her brother with her things would be alright.

William took Charly's bag from the conveyor and handed it to her, with a quiet
"Thank you" the two walked on. No matter if the year was good or bad it was going to be eventful, they could feel it in their bones.

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River City Academy
William and Charly Winter

The Winter siblings walked side by side into the school, William with his normal confident demeanour and Charly with her usual anxious attitude. William took a look around the school grounds, scanning the area for any friends he could spot. To tell the truth, William had quite a few friends not only in his year group, but in the lower ones as well. He often volunteered for any projects the school had going on and just generally chit chatted with people to the point where his name was rather well known around the school campus.

Charly, however, was just known as his sister. She had a very small group of friends which wasn't exactly something she complained about. Occasionally she'd get rather mad at just being known for being her brother's sister, but for the most part she was totally fine with it, or so she told herself.

Nevertheless, William took to socializing and the siblings quickly said their goodbyes for the day. Charly headed into the building, only to see the principle of the school standing in the hallway greeting students. Joan Reynolds was a nice woman as far as Charly was concerned. She had greatly helped her with her confidence problems over the years and the two had become friends to some degree. As far as a student and a teacher can really become friends really. She hurried up to her before greeting her.
"Hello Ms. Reynolds!" She greeted. She'd never learned if Joan was married or not, and as a result had always just referred to her with 'Ms'. "How was your holiday? Me and my brother had a great time back in Germany!" She said gleefully.

William had taken another route while walking into the building, instead going into the main lobby rather than the hallway. He smiled gleefully, his gap tooth showing as he greeted various old friends and acquaintances. Before spotting a rather awestruck new student staring agape at the large mural covering the ceiling of the room. He did his duty as a good student and swanned his way over to her. She was short that was for sure, and obviously one of the younger students, hell, William even had to crouch slightly just to get within talking distance of her. He looked to the artwork she looked at and reminisced about his first time seeing them. It was a much smaller mural then of course, unfinished and lacking a few high name heroes, but still, fantastic painting.
"That's my grandfather you know" He spoke, pointing to a winged hero bearing the very same costume that William now held in his bag. "Fun fact" He said, cockily, expressing with his hands as he continued to speak. "That mural was actually painted by students of previous years, there was quite a problem when one student with the ability to bring paintings to life joined the school, that's for sure" He said, grinning as he did. "You are new yes? Did you get a tour of the school or are you having trouble findi-" He almost inquired, before feeling a tugging on his shirt. He turned to face an extremely pale girl, eyes closed and tapping a cane along the floor. She spoke in rhyme, not the strangest thing William had ever seen at the school but strange nonetheless.
"The place you need to stay?" He said, pausing to think for a second. "That would be the dormitory just outside" It suddenly struck him that the poor girl was blind, he felt a slight bit of blush come over him as he realized his stupidity. He quickly regained his posture and spoke again. "In fact, I'm rather sure you would need to know that as well wouldn't you?" He spoke, turning to the shorter girl. Joy sprung across his face. "I could introduce you both to my sister! She'd know exactly where your room was and would be more than happy to help!" He spoke, hurrying his words to the point where the mixture of his accent with the speed that he spoke at would be hard to understand for a non-native English speaker. "I'm William, by the way, my sister is, Charly, I think she's over in the main hallway if you'd like me to go and fetch her?"