Assorted Characters

[Noel]

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[Noel]

Name: Skye Briht
Age: Varies heavily by Rp. 14 - 19
Description: 'I do not look like a girl. Yes I have a ponytail. No, I do not look like a girl.''
Despite constantly saying otherwise, from afar or even from fairly upclose, Skye looks like a girl.
Skye's face has soft, unnoticeable features. A small nose and almost delicate jawline complete with a bright smile make him look like an innocent young girl. With almost white blond hair further softening features, the only noticeable thing is his blue-green eyes, large and blank on his face. On the note of the hair, it has a faint curl to it, and refuses to be tamed. It's wild around his head, no matter how much he'll try to flatten it down. After years of futile tries, Skye ties it back into a short little ponytail, leaving the wisps that refuse to be restrained hovering around his head and in his face.
With a slim neck and small shoulders, Skye has seemingly skipped over that stage of growth where teenager boys grow in heft. Thankfully, here lies the proof that he's actually a boy; his chest is, obviously, flat. However, since Skye's usual garb consists of a loose windbreaker, people often think he's hiding something.
Once again narrow features, this time a small waist. There's not much weight to this boy, who stands at roughly 5'5 and perhaps a hundred pounds on a good day. His limbs are out of proportion, with long legs and a smaller torso, not that he minds. It makes for quick sprints with little extra weight to carry around. Generally barefoot, so if he isn't wearing shoes, his feet are a mess of rough patches, old scars, cuts, and the like; Skye runs everywhere, and generally barefoot, not realizing if the ground is full of sharp objects until it's too late. The same is to be said for his hands, which are anything but delicate. Years of handling potentially sharp objects, climbing, tripping, and the like have made them rough and coated in faint remnants of scars, and usually new cuts.
The only odd feature about him is his skin color. Despite having almost white hair, Skye's skin is a brown-olive. A lighter shade yes, but that nonetheless. Having his hair be a lighter color then his skin looks a bit strange in crowd, but it's just another thing he doesn't think about.
Personality: Varies. For 'realistic' RPs For harry potter Rps For Hunger Games-esque Rps Agressive ver.

[Noel]

Aris Remikar
Age: Varies by Rp. Typically around 17 -19.
Gender: Male
Appearance: Aris is a bleak youth. He stands at 5'7 and weighs less than a teenage boy his age should. His limbs, while long, are stick-like. His dark hair nearly reaches his shoulders and is haphazardly tied back. His eyes are the same shade of dark brown as his hair, and appear flat, or simply emotionless. Due his forgetfulness for simple life necessities such as eating, drinking, and sleeping, Aris often appears sickly with a pale face and tremors. If not for his powers, a simple punch would render him helpless.
Personality: An individual with severe psychological damage, Aris is as much a danger to others as he is to himself. He is an existential nihilist and doesn't believe that life has any purpose. As a result of this philosophy, things like death, pain, happiness, sadness, war, and anything else that is done in the living world is pointless. So, Aris decided, why not do what pleases him because in the end nothing will matter?
The problem is Aris doesn't find happiness from 'mundane' activities like seeing movies, having friends, or eating candy. Aris enjoys causing mayhem on a massive scale, and because of his abilities, he's more than capable of it. He'll uproot an entire building because he's bored, or throw a crowd into an ocean because he can't find anything better to do.
Aris has no priorities. Everything for him works on a 'I want to do it now so I will' basis. He'll forget to eat and sleep for days on end if he's continually distracted.
Power: Aris posses extremely powerful telekinesis. Nothing is immune from his mental movements, making him dangerous regardless of environment. People, chunks of the ground, and swaths of air are all vulnerable to his tampering. Aris is also capable of using this power to move himself, and thus achieve crude flight through it.
However, this power is centered around his hands. If he can't preform the necessary motion -often as simple as a twitch of his wrist- he is left completely helpless. Tying his hands behind his back is the most effective means of restraining him; Aris will be incapable of doing more than cuss.

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[Noel]

Name: Robin Johnson
Age: Varies by RP. 14 - 19 (Typically younger end of scale)
Faceclaim: Asa Butterfield

Personality: Robin handles difficulties and challenge better then most children his age. He can discuss things maturely, and is quick to think when trouble inevitably arises. He talks like someone a few years older than he is, and is irritated when someone treats him like the child that he technically is. Despite often sounding like an adult trapped in the body of a child, emotions still have a heavy grasp on his actions. Robin will let anger control him, foolishly attacking someone who infuriated him. He'll cry openly, and laugh more than necessary. That said, Robin is hard to shake from his calm state; it takes a solid push to make other feelings appear.

Power: Robin has the power of Projection. He can make a copy of himself and use it as he pleases. This copy is not the same as his real body; it can slide through walls if he decides it can't be touched. He can Project this copy to a location he knows, though he struggles with this the further the distance. The projection can always touch what the real Robin is touching; if Robin is holding a knife, then the projection will as well, even if it goes through a wall. However, anything the projection picks up that the true Robin does not have, such as a coat, will literally slide right through him as he shifts to and from being intangible.

The projections -he can make several, though that is extremely hard for him to control- simply vanish when Robin is done, and his consciousness returns to being in his real body alone. Any wounds the Projections take do not physically appear on Robin, but the pain does. Typically, pain breaks his concentration, and the projections will vanish if he's hurt.

[Noel]

"Of course I believe you."

Name: Flyn Janlarsa
Age: Varies. 17 - 21 typically.
Description: Flyn stands at 5'8 and is roughly ten pounds underweight. He's slim, and the only bit of muscle on him is on his legs from periodic endurance runs. The rest of him seems to have neither that nor fat. Flyn has dark brown hair and olive skin; while he regularly uses magic to remove any traces of facial hair, he frequently has a short ponytail from forgetfulness in regards to cutting it down. There are a few freckles across his nose, but otherwise due to magical scar removal, his face is clear. For the same reason, he has no scars anywhere, like everyone else. His eyes are a darker brown than his hair, though they tend to be shadowed by hair-fringe.

Personality: Too Trusting | Competitive | Lack of Empathy | Loyal | Quick Thinking

Flyn is an ideal attack dog. He wants to win and he'll trust the reasons authority figures give him without question, often to the point of shocking obliviousness. It takes someone grabbing him by the shoulders and giving him a good shake for him to even think about what he's doing.
Flyn is surprisingly emotional. He gets frustrated to the point of tears, thrown into depression when things happen to his friends, laughs out loud when he hears a good joke; which only makes his lack of human empathy all the more striking. For unknown reasons, Flyn can burn a swath of people to death and feel nearly nothing. He won't do such a thing without reason, but if it's for the "greater good" then he's left without remorse. The combination of this and his gullibility has lead Flyn to be manipulated with tragic results, and it will surely happen again.

Magical Abilities: dang scary | Offense-oriented | Cannot heal

Despite existing in a world where everyone has magic and 99.98% of them have healing abilities of some sort, Flyn has none and must rely completely on others in this area. He cannot heal a paper cut, let alone the gaping, near fatal stabs most great mages can. This nonexistent curative ability is the only thing that his power as a mage anything less than horrifying. Flyn specializes in attack-oriented, destructive spells, particularly massive fireballs. His skill with regular enchantments and day-to-day charms is above average, but not what anyone would expect after learning of his rigorous childhood; four hours a day, minimum, of magic practice from the age of three. So with over twenty-thousand hours of practice, he considers this horribly underdeveloped.

Other Things of Note: High endurance | What the hell is snow?

Flyn coached himself through endurance running once he hit is late teens, and it shows; Flyn can run eight or so miles before genuinely feeling like collapsing. He grew up in a warm area, and no only has never seen snow but doesn't even know what it is. Since his hometown never dropped below 45 on the coldest days of winter, Flyn has no resistance whatsoever to the cold.