I'll make another character. If i need to get rid of him, just tell me.
Name: Marcus (Prefers to be called Max and will go by Max in the story)
Age: 17
Race: Vampire
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dirty blond hair and bright green eyes that change color depending on his mood or hunger (Bright green= happy/not hungry, black= sad/upset/mad/hungry). He has a slim but muscular build and incredibly pale skin and normally wears dark clothes. He is tall and athletic.
Personality: He is normally cheerful and out-going, never afraid to speak his mind. He can act hyper and immature at times but will become serious if the need arises. He gets along well with others and is fun to be around. He is kind and considerate and hates getting people in trouble.
Be the cartoon heart. Light a fire, light a spark. Light a fire, flame in my heart. We'll run wild, we'll be glowing in the dark.
Appearance: same as her twin sister but wiht long dark brown hair, looks almost black, with purple streaks in it. eyes are purple like her hair, but with yellow, green, blue, and silver sparks in them.
history: same as her sister
personality: way more outgoing and more strongwilled than her sister, though she tends to keep to herself. she loves to read and is really smart but doesnt like to show it alot......(shes single)
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Appearance= Like the picture - http://coboye.deviantart.com/art/She-Ne ... r-68744190 - with indigo hair, white eyes and pale skin. And yes, she wears outfits like that to school though generally more coverage on the lower half.
History= She killed her parents at the age of nine and has been forging their signatures ever since (the government and neighbours have not found out because they were a reclusive family.) Acacia has no family and she finds life very dull. At school she tends to avoid the other students and spends more time practicing her dark magic than in class. She only goes because she has nothing better to do - no friends, no family and pretty much no life.
Personality= Cold, mysterious, intimidating and most of all lonely. Acacia has been known to go home and sit at the table with the corpses of her parents and her recent victims and talk to them. That's how lonely and creepy she is.
Other= Romance could be interesting, feel free to like her. I'll let you know if she likes your character back
Personality: Kind of the opposite of the normal Necromancer. He likes to get into things. Is very mischevious, and loves to interact with other people. Is never withought someone else at his side. No matter who you are or what you look like, he is nice to you.
History: Still has a Father. His mother died at birth, and his father has been blaming him since. Never lets people come over for fear that if they meet his father, they will no longer like him. Loves school because it keeps him away from home.
Ginger just recently PMed me. Something is wrong with her computer, and it's making it difficult for her to post. She answered some questions:
"Crosses? Do you mean like a crucfix and stuff? That's okay, as long as obviously, you don't discriminate religions and things.
It's set in the human world now [Could you make a note of this in your next post, as I'm having a little bit of difficulty with my computer ] so it's pretty modern.
The witches belong to covens who wear berets, which are those french hats. The vampires teeth can be seen until they feed or when they need to feed. The appearance of the races are however you would like.
The sun does not affect the vampires at all; most are just myths.
The necromancers can't summon the dead - in corpse form - when they are teenagers, but they often get visions and spirits talking to them."
So now we know the time period. I think she mixed up a few spots with the cans and can't but I dare not change it as it's not mine to change.
As am I, Via, but we probably should wait for Ginger still. I PMed her, and will notify you guys when I get a response, unless her internet lets her post.
Species: vampire/shapeshifter (if that's not ok, i can always change it)
Appearance: violet eyes; chin length, raven black hair; white long-sleeve shirt under a black vest; black cargo pants; belt made up of multiple chains; black running shoes; black choker with teardrop-shaped amythest pendent.
Personality: quiet, somewhat reseved. but don't get her angry. she opens up to people who try and get to know her.
History: her parents died at when she was at a very young age, forcing her to survive off the streets. Since she is considered a "halfling", she wasn't allowed to join any vampire covens, and therefore became a rouge. And not one to mess with. But she soon grew tired of the loneliness and decided to try something somewhat social. She thought school would be a good choice, considering ther would be many people her age anyway.
"To look into the eyes of a wolf is to see your own soul."
Aren't you lot nice and polite. Sorry it's taken so long for me to get this started up; yesterday I had to use my computer without the mouse and it was totally messed up. 'Kay then, here we go;
Paige
She yawned and placed her chin on her palm, watching lazily as Professor Mecia explained the latin terms of different spells. She was slumped back in her chair, a soft breath escaping her lips as she studied the other pupils in the class.
They all whispered to each other, giggling when the Professor's back was turned and passing notes. How... Childish, she thought to herself as she began to copy the information from the blackboard in her own lazy scrawl.
By the way, the school is like a boarding school, set in modren times and what not. I think there could be humans added, perhaps those thatare curious about the school, but of course, it's a big deal not to let the humans know of the supernatural world. I really should have put all this in the main post; I'll copy it up when I can.
Storm watched the teacher writing stuff on the board and then sighed, this was such a stupid class. He knew all of this already. English was his best subject, and he didn't want to learn anymore of it right now. He poked Slade who was sleeping with his eyes open as usual. Slade jumped but settled in fine, without the teacher knowing anything. He pulled a peice of paper out and quickly scribbled a note.
Your lucky I didn't get your caught. He wrote then gave Slade the peice of paper.
Slade-
Slade looked at the note and rolled his eyes.
You wouldn't do that, ever. He wrote back passing the note back. He looked around the class, his eyes landing on a girl in the front row. He hadn't seen her before, she was probably new.
I only know that learning to believe in the power of my own words has been the most freeing experience of my life. It has brought me the most light. And isn't that what a poem is? A lantern glowing in the dark. — Elizabeth Acevedo, The Poet X
