Pyromania99

L'Mordryn Academy (Summoner's school RP)

Another question, as far as sleeping quarters is it by house or are there general dorms?

L'Mordryn Academy (Summoner's school RP)

Would House Bestia be only animals or animalistic creatures too ala Lamia, beastmen etc?

L'Mordryn Academy (Summoner's school RP)

So, coming into the academy, can you have a level higher than Tyro then? Or do they put all new students into Tyro and sort from there?

L'Mordryn Academy (Summoner's school RP)

@Hammerman
I'm just clarifying more than anything tbh. That is how I imagine it, but I just want to make sure before I do anything major.

@Artifex

I'm not naming any names, but someone pestered me to make a character with them so here's a second CS for you.
_@Pyromania99

Livia

Name | Livia Annalea Lindall.
Discarded her family name when she was taken in by Katherine.
Age | 16
Gender | Female
Level/Tier | Adept, tier two
House | Phantasma
Appearance/Attire |
An alluring violet flower in thicket of twisted, dead gardens.

Standing at five foot four, Livia is not very physically impressive. One could probably assume they could blow on her and knock her over. A petite, slight build with an elegant seeming air about her. She sports long, elegant black hair with eyes the color of amethyst. Livia would be quite stunning to look at. No blemishes and seemingly carries an air of quiet somberness and Melancholy about her.

She normally dresses in fine dresses of more muted colors. Blues, purples, and black. She always carries a bored, mildly disinterested expression towards most people.

Alignment |
Tyrant

Personality/Habits |
Livia is a harsh girl. Disliking useless things, valuing books and knowledge over emotion, Livia is a rather humorless and serious sort most of the time. Coupled with her rather direct and blunt behavior towards people, she can come off as quite...antagonistic and somewhat icy. Not that she cares about others opinions. A bit of a pleasure seeker, she'll do whatever she wants, whens she wants it, and she really won't let anyone get in the way. Likes to tease others in more personal settings, though prefers reading books and practice over anything dealing with people. Easily jealous, and particularly talking about her birth sister and adoptive sister is an easy way to earn her ire.

Honestly? In general, she's not a very pleasant person until she warms up to you.

Background |
An unfortunate child not loved even by her own parents.

Born to Lady Reine Fiore and Lord Clement Fiore, Livia's early life was one of neglect, if not abuse. It was determined early that her older sister, Marise had inherited most of the families favor and fortune. Livia herself, was mostly considered nothing but a waste of space, and Left mostly to her own devices and raised more by maids in the estate. That is, until she was eight years old when one of her mothers old school friends saw how she was treated - and decided to take care of the girl herself with a rather ridiculous bet made between her mother and her friend.

"If she could turn Livia into anything but a decoration, she'd give the child the entire house."

Agreeing, even if only as a joke, the woman, Katherine Lindall took Livia home and started raising her as her own. Now having a both a bit more freedom, and a parental figure that at least pretended to care, you could say she was on some level happy. Katherine went as so far to teach her how to summon ghosts and spirits, commune with the dead and bring them to this realm. An activity that she poured every bit of effort and ambition into that she could.

Still, her mother had been right - she wasn't naturally suited towards such magical pursuits, but years after hard work, labor, and study at the academy, she at least, could be content with some level of skill with summoning. If nothing else, her knowledge about the intricacies lend credence to her holding some form of ability.

And if nothing else, she is determined to become the strongest no matter what it takes.

@Rune_Alchemist

I didn't pester you about it though. *Squinty Eye*

Anyhow, my character idea that's linked to Rune's.

Evangeline Lindall

Name | Evangeline Lindall
Age | 15
Gender | Female
Level/Tier | Tyro
House | House Phantasma
Appearance/Attire |

As far as looks go for Evangeline, she seems a little short for her age at 4’7” and tends to wear the frilly and gothic lolita style cloths her mother makes for her. She looks cute for the most part, though she always has this tired look on her face with huge bags under her blue eyes. Her skin looks extremely pale, like she stays inside all the time.

Alignment | Narcissist

Personality/Habits |

Despite her haggard look she always has, Evangeline is actually a pretty happy-go-lucky girl. She’s always looking forward to having fun or doting on her favorite people in some way or the other. That said, she couldn’t care too much about other people for the most part. She won’t go out of her way to help someone pick something up and just walk past them with the happiest smile on her face, but at the same time, she’ll likely help someone if they look like they’ll die. Not if she has to push them out of the way of a run-away cart though.

Her guiltiest pleasures in the world are pretty girls, her family, and flowers. In truth, she doesn’t care too much about summoning things but she does care about the cuties should could make appear. As she grew up learning with her mother, she always taught her that the greatest tool a summoner had was a strong imagenation and the conviction to believe in that.

Background |

Evangeline’s birth is still a mystery to her. To her own knowledge, her mother only liked women and never got together with a man. Her mother, Katherine Lindall, only ever mentioned that she was born miraculously. Being told this as a child, she accepted it as fact without a question. It’s not like she missed a real second parent anyhow. Her mother had a LOT of friends that came over and played around with her. Some stayed over night but were usually gone in the morning.

She was curious why they stayed over but were gone by morning so she staked out her mother’s room one night... She heard odd noises coming from the room and barged in, curious. Her memory was gone from that night, but two things for sure was that she had insomnia from that point on and she soon after developed a fondness for pretty girls like her mother always brought along.

Aside from that, her mother taught her about summoning from a young age. Katherine was a fairly accomplished summoner in her own right, putting some spirits inside doll bodies to act as maids. At first, Evangeline had little interest. It was just something her mother was forcing on her but then she realized that with summoning, she could summon cute girls however she wanted, whenever. After she realized that much, she was much more into studying.

Some years later, her mother went away for a bit to visit a friend and came back with a girl that was just about her age. It was her new sister, Livia. She was a bit wary of the girl at first, but soon enough they warmed up to each other. They played together (though Evangeline had to pull Livia away for that) and studied together though Livia was more focused on being powerful than her. Then Livia went to school a year ahead of her.

She was sad, but beyond that, she studied hard so that she could catch up to Livia so they didn’t have to part at school.

L'Mordryn Academy (Summoner's school RP)

After I have that summoner idea, I'm kind of excite to get to it. Hehe.

L'Mordryn Academy (Summoner's school RP)

As far as my character idea goes so far, I think I'm gonna make a girl who's entire reasoning to be a summoner is to be surrounded by cuties. A valiant reasoning is it not?

L'Mordryn Academy (Summoner's school RP)

Barring my schedule getting really busy for no reason, I'm game. @Rune_AlchemistSwear I'm not just following you.

Fate/Exit Order (Discontinued)

Jingu retracted her hand and scratched at her head. "Hmm, well, I suppose I should be happy my name is remembered so many years after my death. Still, Hattori Hanzo, please, rise. If you were just a lowly samurai you'd wouldn't be standing amongst these Heroic Spirits today." The Empress motioned out to the other Heroic Spirits about though... Her point was blunted a bit as two spirits were... Wrestling?

"Well, regardless, Hattori Hanzo, we are both Heroic Spirits here to save the Moon Cell. I suppose you could say we are on the same level at this point, are we not? If you wish to follow my lead however, I shall not stop you! Hah hah hah!" She grabbed Hanzo by the arm and pulled her to her feet. "Besides, rather than looking at the top of your head, I think I'd rather look at your face. You're quite pretty and it feels like it's been too long since I've seen someone from my homeland."

She walked up to the samurai (if she moved) and offered her hand for a handshake again. She seemed keen on this western style of greeting for some reason. Perhaps it was because so many of the servants here were from the west. "Shall we get moving? You seemed keen on it before and I agree with you on that."

Fate/Exit Order (Discontinued)

Empress Jingu

This Daedalus fellow was irritating. "The only thing you could do with that beast after you were done with it is sifting through ash, bone, or meat." Jingu's eyes sharpened at the man, "And I swear on the gods' names if you insult me again a couple of fingers will not be enough to forgive. Stop your squabbling while you're at it." She had even tapped the ground with her katana to make a point.

After that, she turned to Niethhotep. "If you have time to waste wanting to attack that man, you can spend it doting on this Empress instead. She added. So far, it seemed that the team that was assembled around her was going to be rather difficult to work with. Quite so.

One Servant in particular caught her eye however. While they were not around in her time, Throne of Heroes and the Moon Cell gave her knowledge of what this one was suppose to be. "You there. She called out as she approached Hattori Hanzo. "You have the beauty only someone of the Yamato could have. How pleasant to meet one of my kin here. Aside from that Ford fellow, perhaps you can provide a bit of level-headedness around here."

The Empress gave a powerful and confident smile that one could only assume an Emperor or King could exude. Her hands then went to the side and gave the other woman a bow. An albeit shallow one, but a bow nonetheless. "Or in your time are you more partial to the handshakes of those in the west?" She extended her right hand to Hattori to offer a handshake. "Either way, let us work together for our overall success. Oh, perhaps you can share your name. I made a loud enough declaration so I hope you heard mine."

Fate/Exit Order (Discontinued)

Empress Jingu

Everyone was already getting to know each other it seemed. And by "getting to know each other" that meant "trying to kill each other." Had it been the case of a spar it would, perhaps, have been acceptable. In this case however, a crocodile sent to harm one's ally? For shame. Still... She watched as Daedalus started to take to the sky. "Have we found the enemy already? I think not." A confident, sly, yet cute voice called out as a flash raced across and grabbed the crocodile and proceeded to roll past into safety. It was a heavy thing, but they needed to keep themselves at full strength.

A young girl in armor fit for a samurai stood up and moved forth next to Neithhotep and thudded her crocodile on the ground in front of Nieth. She seemed young yet seemed to carry herself as a mix between a confident military commander and an old woman as she took her katana from her side and thudded it on the ground as if it were a cane.

"It is unacceptable to attack your allies, despite as much of a raving loon as he is. Cease hostilities young man, and keep your pet on a leash if it will attack as such again. The girl commanded so and sounded done with that subject as she moved on to a secondary matter altogether, her wording now sounded of scolding but the tone of voice declared excitement. "And telling our True Names already? Hmph. Very well. It will be difficult to address each other with multiples of the same class about. Be in awe, you are all in the presence of Empress Jingu, 15th in the Imperial Line. Class?" The girl smirked and shook her katana. "I'll leave it to the imagination."