Forevermore....[Possibly Accepting by PM]

[♥Cheshire's_Heart♥]

((I know ^^
My voice gives me super strength! XD))

[Annalee]

There are two people that said that they wanted to make a character. We're waiting for them, and then we can start.

[Tigey]

(Haha awesome! XD) and Yay! I can't wait to start!

[♥Cheshire's_Heart♥]

((awesome ^^ *waits patiently*))

[titanic]

Vampire
Name: Dante Muerte
Gender: Male
Age: 431
Age when turned:16
Grade:11th/Junior
Personality:Dante is protective, and a little intimadating. He uses some of his charm to get what he wants, and is just a little flirty. He usually gets what he wants, when he wants it. Still, he is friendly and kind most of the time.
Looks:
History (Sample RP): Dante lived in the England with his mother, his father, his 2 older brothers, and younger sister. They boarded the ship, going through those days of torture just to get to the New World. One of his older brothers died on the ship, and the rest of the family mourned once they got onto shore. They lived in a small house near the woods. Dante went to school, become wildly popular in this new school. Then the revolution broke out, calling his father and other brother to the war. A few weeks later, they got a letter telling them they had both died in battle. His mother went into a huge depression, and Dante and his little sister were forced to care for her and themselves. One day, Dante remembers walking down the street, seeing his sister being beaten down for stealing a loaf of bread from the bakery. He rushed her off to the Hospital where she died in her sleep. Dante relized he and his mother where the only ones left, but he needed to tell her about how her only daughter just died. A few days, his mother had taken her life away with a single gun through her head.
Dante lived on his own, refusing to let saddness rule his life. One night, he was walking down the ally from his new job. A girl, about his age but seemed far to mature to be, called him over. Smiling, he walked over and instantly started his flirting. She was wealthy by the judge of her clothes, and one of the most beautiful people he ever saw. He woke up the next morning, feeling sick and numb. His skin had gone white, his teeth were sharper, and his senses where up. It took him a few minutes to relized where he was, and soon he figured out what he was.

Human
Name: Scarlett Anderson
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Grade:12/ Senior
Personality: Shy, timid and always reading. She loves life, animals, and the arts. She plays the piano and guitar. She draws in her free time, and writes a little. She hates fighting, and usually always tries to be a peace keeper.
Looks:http://i.neoseeker.com/mgv/448567-sakura%252520nymph/567/26/b4anime_girl_66521_display.jpg
History (Sample RP): Ask her, and she will tell you (maybe)

[vaquero]

Demon or Angel
Name: Kate Glathine
Demon or Angel?: Demon
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Grade: 10th grade
Personality: Brave, Strong, Protective, Loving, Caring
Looks:
History : Kate grew up on the streets without a family. She learned how to live on her own. Kate soon found this school, where she has lived ever since.

Demon or Angel
Name: Elite Hiroshima
Demon or Angel?: Angel
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Grade: 11th
Personality:Strong, Protective, Brave, Outgoing, Careless.
Looks:
History : Same as Kate's

[Red1823]

Demon or Angel
Name: Lara King
Demon or Angel?: angel
Gender: female
Age: 16
Grade: 11
Personality: Lara stays away from people, not understanding society at all since she can't talk to people to find out (she's mute). She loves nothing and no one, realizing that she will be left and forgotten. She views life as being meaningless and redundant, often wishing she didn't have one. She is closed to anyone who tries to speak to her, coming off as angry and rude, but she is really innocent and kind, unless she really is angry. Then, she becomes violent, throwing things, hurting others, and hurting herself. The only part of human society that she likes and understands is music, which she can rarely be found not listening to.
Looks:

History (Sample RP): (you know what my rp is like so imma make it short for now, i'll add and make it like my norm rp if you want.) Lara fell about 3 years ago, not knowing why, and woke up without a voice and without her wings. She has tried since to survive with humans, and has somehow done alright.

[CaptainHiccup]

Bookmarking and will post soon

[CaptainHiccup]

Demon or Angel
Name: Phylox Braley [PHIL-ox BRAY-lee]
Demon or Angel?: Angel
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Grade: 12
Personality: He's a semi-shy, friendly, amusing guy who loves to make people laugh. His humor is what makes him him. He'll do anything to save a loved/cared about one. He doesn't give up easily and can be easily pushed over if done by the right person. [Will RP anything else that's a "secret".]
Looks:
History (Sample RP): "He flopped backwards onto the couch and blew air upward, knocking some hair out of his face. He sighs to himself, "I even know I went to far." Phylox's face drooped, making him look saggy. He flipped through some more channels until landing on "Jersey Shore". His finger relaxed and that's when he fell asleep.

"Run faster," the voice bellowed. "Push yourself, Phylox. You know you can do better," it added. He felt himself running on a treadmill at about 20 miles per hour. Phylox felt a volt of electricity find it's way through his veins, shocking him. This would cause a normal human to foam at the mouth, but since he's super human... "RUN FASTER!" the demanding voice squealed. The speed of the treadmill sped up another 5 miles per hour and now Phylox was sprinting full speed, lungs and legs slightly burning, mouth drier than the Sahara. Make it stop! his conscious screeched inside of him, but Phylox kept on sprinting. The treadmill hit 35 miles per hour for about 5 minutes then began to slow, giving him a rest at sprinting. Phylox was know at a fast jog. Slow jog. Fast walk. Slow walk. Then the machine stopped.
"Good work, Phylox." The voice sounded pleased.
"Where am I?" Phylox questioned with frustration and confusion.
"Where you belong, Phylox," the voice replied calmly. He stepped off the machinery and his knees buckled, almost causing him to collapse on the ground, but he caught himself.
Another question popped out of Phylox's mouth,"Why am I here?"
"For great reasons, my friend," the voice echoed. Phylox carefully stepped out of the room and into another. This room's ceiling towered above him, 150 feet off the ground. Phylox carefully glanced back at his wings and shuddered. "Now, show me your ability to fly."
"Fly? You expect me to float around in this room like a bird for a creep like yourself?" Phylox snarled.
"Sure, why not," the voice muttered.
Another shock soared through his bones, causing Phylox to shudder. "Do it. NOW."
He spread his wings, producing a 15 foot wingspan. Phylox positioned himself, and shoved his body upward while pushing off the cement floor. He dipped down and spiraled upward. Phylox repeated himself the next twenty seconds until the worst came to him. A current of intense electricity surged through him, preventing use of any body part and stopping his wings from beating in the air. Phylox plunged downward into the deep, cold abyss. He was knocked out cold and plummeting to his death from 110 feet in the air..."

Shapeshifter or Werewolf
Name: Elysa Khol
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Grade: 12
Personality: Elysa is very stubborn and determined. Often, she will react first and ask questions later. She'll do anything to survive. Even though she can sometimes be a bit self-centered and self-reliant, she does have her noble spots in her, protecting those she loves. She is more like her father; skilled at hunting and gathering herbs. She is built to survive.
Looks as human:
Looks as animal: http://images.picturesdepot.com/photo/c/cheetah-4595.jpg [it's large]
History (Sample RP): Elysa sat on her bed staring out at the trees that whipped by through the window. She looked down at herself in disgust. Time to clean up and truly meet the other kid from my district and our mentor. Elysa scooted over to the edge of the bed and stood up at an average pace. She strode over towards the dresser that sat next to the exit. She held up a a pale olive green long sleeved shirt and searched it up and down. Elysa whispered to herself, "What a great color..." She then managed to grab out a pair sleek, black pants and a jacket to match. Elysa tossed the fresh clothes onto the bed and pealed off her clothes like they were a scab that was long over due with it's removal. She slipped on the shoes provided and trotted over to the glass door. She flipped around and took one last glance at the room. "I bid you goodbye new room. You're the only thing that's comforted me the past few days..." After the words echoed into the room, Elysa walked through the door and slammed the door behind her.
She sat in the next available wooden chair, next to the guy tribute for her district. She glanced at the young looking boy then noticed their mentor smooth her skirt and stride toward them with words. Words that Elysa chose to block out. "Elysa. Elysa Khol. Weapons of choice; Bow & Arrow and a Knife. My skills; Speed, skills with a bow and arrow, Strength, and Inventive. Need to know more? Tell me."

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(( I'll be joining soon. Let me get to my other computer to fil out a form. ;3 ))