The Seven Wonders :: AHS Coven Roleplay

[beezki]

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The Seven Wonders are as follows; Transmutation, Vitalum Vitalis, Descensum, Divination, Concilium, Telekinesis and Pyrokinesis. It is said that the witch who controls all Seven Wonders is the most powerful witch of the world, or the Supreme. This woman is revered and respected, expected to uphold the covens and save them in times of strife. So what happens when a coven lacks a Supreme? Any number of things. But in the day and age where no child is taught to respect their elders, it follows that the coven falls to disarray. In order to try to pull together some form of semblance of a functioning coven, Madame Amelia Creque begins a new school in an attempt to tame these unruly and often dangerous young witches and locate a Supreme.

[beezki]

✖ Witch One - The Leader ✖
gnossienne ,, // Amelia Creque // Amy
She was a student of Cordelia's and later,
her successor in regards to being the teacher of the Academy.
She is kind and calm, but worries greatly for the girls.

✖ Witch Two - The Veteran ✖
PrincessKitten // Chase Liguardo // n/a
This witch has been in the Academy for
years, is friendly with [leader] and has excellent control over
the powers she is aware of. In time of crisis, she often
acts as an unofficial second-in-command.

✖ Witch Three - The Talent✖
Kindle // Arielle Dupont // Mouse, A
While being quiet and cold
she is very capable by herself and is a talented
young woman in regards to music. In regards to
magic, she seems to be behind everyone else.

✖ Witch Four - The Queen Bee ✖
golden-apple // elenor ortega // elly/el
While being considerably gorgeous, she is not
as pretty on the inside. She's selfish and rude, expecting
to be treated like a queen for her new found power.
She is hell-bent on being Supreme.

✖ Witch Five - The Darkness ✖
cujo. // persephone mcloughlin // kit
Having been found to be a 'freak', she is
now very withdrawn and has very low self-esteem.
She's very gentle and soft spoken and terribly shy.

✖ Witch Six - The Light ✖
user // Victoria Bell // Vic - Vikki
Out-spoken and happy, she always looks
on the bright side of life and is never one to judge
a person based on outward appearance. She is care-
free and willing to make a joke.


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✮ Voodoo One - The Queen ✮
PrincessKitten // artemise santiago // n/a
Bitter for the death of her friend Marie,
she is prepared to do whatever it takes to destroy the witches.
She holds no regrets and is not easily swayed from her opinions.

✮ Voodoo Two - The Regretful ✮
gnossienne ,, // Jiara Rue // Ji
This woman is more like a girl,
afraid to ever speak out of turn for fear of being wrong.
The other voodoo clan members are her family and she
would defend them, because she sees no other solution.

✮ Voodoo Three - The Passive ✮
pixella // kato santiago // n/a
This girl is the daughter of The Queen, and
as such is expected to follow the clan to death. She doesn't see
this as being productive, and instead seeks to befriend the coven
members.

✮ Voodoo Four - The Sly ✮
cujo. // Fox Mire // n/a
Ready for a debate rather than a fight, she is
skeptical about the validity of The Queen's claims and
will do everything in her power to find the truth. However,
she is an incredibly good liar and sneaks information easily.

Voodoo Five - The Outcast
RESERVED // name // nickname
Having been brought up around witches, they have decided to
find their own path and established themselves among the voodoo clan.

[beezki]

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Word has gone 'round that the last Supreme, Cordelia Foxx, is dying. Her legacy is the rebuilt New Orleans coven, but as she dies so goes it.
There are six young witches wrenched from their homes from across the globe because, in Madame Creque's words, 'their parents could not comprehend the wonder of their talents'. They are brought to New Orleans to find a home, build friendships and learn to control their powers, all under Amelia's careful guidance. However, not all is well. The reason for the coven's dwindling, pitiful numbers is the fact that the rival Voodoo group has not forgiven the loss of their queen, Marie Laveau. There is a war between the clashing groups and many a young witch has been caught alone and murdered. For a short time, Amelia was alone. She brought the girls to New Orleans to reestablish the coven, but she has a hidden motive...
Locate the next Supreme.

[beezki]

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There are a number of characters required in this roleplay. These include the six witches and a small number of the Voodoo clan. I'm gong to limit this to four, since even in the television program there were fewer Voodoo clan members than coven members. There is also a small character description to go with it, do with that what you will. No more than two characters to a person.

→ Standard CS Rules
→ Feel free to make your character any race/sexuality/religion. I don't mind.
→ No insta-Supremes. Do not declare that your character is the Supreme. That will be decided by a separate party.
→ No sob-stories. It's already sad that the girls got taken from their families or are oppressed for being black. Don't vamp it up.
→ No Mary-Sues. Obviously.
→ I ask that in order to keep the thread looking neat, you disable your signature while posting
→ Do not copy-paste the personality/story from characters in the show. OCs only.

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Just to remind you all that there is to be no over-reaction to peoples' characters' behaviour. Do not take anything done within the roleplay personally. Ensure you write to the requirements which are 1 and a half decent paragraphs, with good grammar.

Important
In regards to character forms, I leave that up to you to design. I do expect, however, a professional, clean form with good grammar and an appropriate image. If this is an issue, please contact me promptly.

Important 2
When it comes time, a Supreme may need to be chosen. I will not be choosing and for sake of fairness, I will use a random generator to find the character who will ultimately become the Supreme. Do not make a fuss about this.

Important 3
The discussion thread will be posted later today, and you can post your forms there. Watch this post for the link.
Link through here

Important 4
The roleplay has begun. There will be two NPC (non-playable characters), who will only have minor appearances - the butler and the maid. See discussion thread for more information.

This post will be used for updates in the roleplay, so please keep checking.


Date
12th October

Weather
Mild with cool breeze, slight overcast

[beezki]

Amelia :: The Leader
location: academy || with: Chase || wearing: link

Careful hands swept down her skirt, dusting away non-existant wrinkles in the garment. Warm brown eyes scanned the long white foyer in front of her, waiting for the taxis to arrive. There were new girls joining her today. The coven was being rebuilt as during Cordelia's reign it had dwindled. The world had forgotten the brief period of openess the Supreme had offered and witches again went into the shadows.

None of these new girls would know it, but Cordelia was dying. She'd instructed Amelia to gather what girls she could and find her successor. A heavy responsibility and an even heavier secret. She hadn't even told Chase, her oldest and dearest friend aside from Delia, whom had become a mother figure for Amy. Chase was young and a natural born leader, but Amelia had been sworn to secrecy. The coven had been so few that Chase and herself were the last of the students from the old days. Young witches often were picked off one-by-one, so people began to fear being open about their abilities. Since Cordelia's sickness set it, Amelia had been tasked with gathering what few girls she could, bring them into the once great safe haven of Robichaux's and guide them, as Delia once had. Now the day had arrived and the taxis were set to arrive at any moment. Fear and anxiety clear on her face, she straightened her posture as much as she could, one hand gripping the stair banister.

She closed her eyes briefly and dipped her head, mentally preparing for meeting these new girls. She had to be strong and she so desperately wanted to live up to Cordelia's expectations. Her eyes fluttered open at the sound of a knock at the door. Raising her chin she could make out a shadow of a figure behind the frosted front door windows. This was it. "Chase?" she called up the stairs. "They're here."

[shadowhearting]

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her heart fluttered as she entered the taxi, with two floral suitcases she rolled out of the house. "goodbye victoria!" her mother said in an oddily cheery voice, victoria let out a whimper, waving from the tinted window. her mother wiped a tear, meanwhile her father was balling on her mother's shoulder. victoria looked down to the window seal, "parkers street.." victoria slammed the door shut, returning her gaze back to the driver. this was the day that victoria would finally be able to embrace her powers - she was transferred from another school due to it closing down back in montana. but this was completely different; she had the chance to completely change and impress the other girls. from what victoria could tell, the leader, amy crequie was very nice. after a five or so minute skype call the two really hit it off. the driver stepped on the gas pedal, her surroundings eventually coming into a blur. victoria leaned her head against the frame of the door, eventually dozing off.

"we're here!" the taxi cheered, moving to take a glimpse at the girl. victoria lazily lifted her head, "we are?" her eyes almost closed. she looked a look outside, the exterior was beautiful.. it looked like a mix between a greek mansion, and a modern hint to it. her lips formed into a small o due to ashtonisment, "this is amazing.." she smiled, "thanks!" victoria opened the taxi door, jumping right out almost forgetting her bags.

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kit let out a quiet, heavy sigh through her nose as she tilted her head away from the window without opening her eyes. the taxi driver probably though she was asleep. she had been, for awhile. the dream had been horrible; her grandmother's face contorted in disgust and fear and absolute loathing as she stood over her, hissing awful, awful things; shaking in anger. it was an unfortunately common one that cropped when she was stressed. but at least she'd managed to wake up before the dream continued and make her wake up in hysterics. that would have been mortifying. but stressed she was. her anxiety felt sky high; her stomach swirly and knotted ever since she had left ireland.

she let out another deep breath, trying to settle herself. she breathed in, 'one, two, three, four, five, six, seven' and out, 'one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven'. and repeat. without opening her eyes, she threaded her fingers in through the bars of the cat carrier on the seat beside her. the little one-eyed ginger and white molly - whom her aunt had dubbed scully - let out a rumbling purr, butting her head against the offered digits. the radio was on, a vaguely familiar popular song was playing; kit let herself tune out to the beat of it. in for seven. out for eleven. rub scully's cheek. repeat.

"ma'am?" she blinked - squinting a little at the brightness - to look at the taxi driver, who was just about to call her again until they noticed she was, in fact, awake. "oh. we've arrived." kit gave them a small smile as she rifled for her wallet. "thanks, love," she said softly, grabbing the cat carrier as she stepped out of the taxi. she paused for a second to stare up at the big, white building. she didn't know anything about architecture, but the sprawling mansion was most certainly lovely nonetheless. as she took her bags out of the boot, she noticed another taxi.

not at all sure what she was supposed to do, she down on her lip as her taxi pulled away and picked back up the cat carrier just to have something to do with her hands in an effort to seem a little less awkward that she must inevitably already look.

[shadowhearting]

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victoria smiled like an idiot down at her bags. her heart beat so fast; it was like it was about to jump right out of her chest. it wasn't negative energy; it was more.. i'm about to meet a bunch of people like me - and i gotta impress them kinda thing. victoria's perfectly manicured hands were wrapped around the handles, glancing over she noticed that another taxi was approaching. she watched kit walk out. victoria stood there in place slightly crossing her feet to turn over. her vintage pumps clicked on the pavement as she approached kit, "h-hi!" victoria put on her best smile, tucking a mousy brown strand behind her ear. "do you need help with those?" though victoria had two bags she has absolutely no problem helping someone else, vic had left her bags behind her, standing a few inches above kit she slouched to make them just about the same height.

[beezki]

Amelia :: The Leader
location: academy || with: Chase || wearing: see 1st character post

Waiting for Chase to come down the stairs, Amy took brisk steps across the long white foyer. Hand wrapping the doorknob she took a breath and gently pulled it open, assuming the warmest expression she could. An older gentleman, a taxi driver she guessed, stood before her. Opening the door wider so that he could place down the bags, she fished his pay from her pocket. "Thank you good sir," she said softly, nodding him off.

Gaze following him as he exited the grounds, her eyes crept to the girls. One of them - a pretty girl with glasses - was speaking with the only other girl to have arrived as yet. She seemed reight and happy. This pleased Amelia - she remembered her own arrival to the academy as being a frightening one. It seemed perhaps this generation would have an easier transition than she did. At least she had had Chase. She was very fortunate to have a friend. She hoped these girls would make friends. After hearing stories of Madison and Zoe and Nan... well she prayed she wouldn't need to deal with such things.

Firgetting all that for now, she stepped onto the porch, smiling and leaning against the banister. "Girls," she called. "I'm Amelia Creque and I'd like to welcome you to Robichauxs Academy. I'll be your teacher. When you're done introducing yourselves, come on up. I'll show you to your rooms and you can unpack whilst we wait for your fellow students." She gave the sweetest smile she could muster despite her nerves, standing properly and waiting by the doorway.