Wizards' Circle- Face Corruption (Wizards RP Semi-Lit)[Open]

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

((Not at all, we're accepting...

To everyone already in the RP I will be home late on Thursday and I'll try to post on Friday, really sorry guys.))

[Noel]

((Yay! I'll fill out a form in a second.))

[crazy-in-wonderland]

Name:
Jinx knight.
She has rainbow hair,sea green eyes and she is tanned.
Race:
Sulint
Gender:
Female
Age:
19
Love
crush-eric
together-maybe
married-not yet
[b]Test Result:
Red
Order:
red
Rank:
Wizard
Description:
She has long beautiful rainbow hair,sea green eyes that dance and sparkle every time she get excited.
Personality:
Jinx is bright,bubblie and fun to be around. But get her angry and your in for it. She always speaks her mind and mostly always gets her
History
Her parents are alcoholics. They use to beat her up. So one night as they were beating her up she realised she had enough of being treated like a worm. She grabbed a knife and stabbed her father in the chest and ran away from her mother.
Strenghts:
-Controling her emotions
- her magic.
- making friends.
Weaknesses:
- handeling extreme pressure
- showing her emotions.
-
Fears:
- people hating her.
- falling for others
- failing
Other:
nothing
RP Example:
Will finish Later

name:

Race:
Sea Elf
Gender:
Male
Age:
17
Love Interest:
Crush- No one
Together- Nope
Marriage- Nada
Test Result:
Red
Order:
Blue
Rank:
Apprentice
Description:
HIs skin is a lighter blue then most sea elves.
Personality:

History:

Strenghts:
-swimming
-
-
Weaknesses:
- running on land.
- talking to people in extended conversations
- giving compassion
Fears:
-dying on land
-land
-
Other:

RP Example:
Will finish form when get on computer.

[Noel]

.:Wizard:.
Name: Ruko Haziwari
Image: Uh oh. I'll have one up eventually. Google images and such aren't working on my computer.
Race: Straggler
Gender: Male.
Age: Fifteen
Love Interest: Um, nothing. Not for now. Maybe later.
Test Result: Red. (I had no idea I was violent!)
Order: Red
Rank: Apprentice
Description: His hair is a brown-red that he cuts poorly, is more than a little prone to be very messy, and gets into his face frequently. Usually he ties it back into an inch long pony-tail of sorts. He's average height for his age, a bit below typical weight, and not gifted with a fighting build. He can run, quickly, but if push comes to shove, he doesn't have remarkably physical strength. He has a few scars, most on his hand, but one that stands out above his right eye. Usually he has a bandage somewhere on him.
Personality: He’s really cheery and indifferent. He’ll laugh at simple things, and doesn’t frown much. He can’t focus for his life, sadly, and has to be doing something with his hands constantly. He’s generally not impolite to strangers. Until he gets mad anyway, after which this changes drastically. Ruko was gifted with a deadly temper, and will fight to the death once bothered. He can hold his own in a fight, which is probably a good thing or else he would be long dead. Causing problems and pranks is his inner calling, unfortunately for those around him.
History: He was born outside of the elfin community, so was always a straggler. For one reason or another, he found himself alone at about the age of five, but he doesn’t know or care about why. He hardly got by through following laws; he made do as a pickpocket and thief. He didn’t expect to have powers, but discovered that he did during a hectic escape after being nearly caught. Not long later he was more or less willingly tested and discovered to be red, to no one’s surprise. Sure enough, to him rules are meant to be broken, and he takes in the fine art of getting in people’s way.
Strenghts: He has fast reflexes, and danger doesn’t bother him. He could remain calm if a building collapsed around him. He’s good at getting around quietly and not getting caught, and can analyze a situation for the best way to get away.
Weaknesses: He cannot focus to save a life unless something thoroughly interests him. His normal happy attitude is unsettling, and most look at him in curiosity. He’s prone to getting sick from malnutrition during his years before ending up at the Circle.
Fears: Injections, he hates needles and anything to do with it. He also has a constant fear of getting trapped, whether in a fight or a cell or a ditch, etc, added with a fresh mix of claustrophobia.
Other: Nope
RP Example: This wasn’t posted to this site. It’s really confusing without plot knowledge, but take almost every sentence literally to get the basic meaning.

The Creator: Ryht

“I disagree.” The voice whispered into Ryht’s ear, watching as her expression darkened and she nodded. The darkness around her seemed to agree, the swirling void growing hungrily in anticipation of the meal that would surely be arising. The maker and destroyer couldn’t hold onto the façade that the humans belonged anymore. She only had so much time before the gaping, extensive nothing took her as well as everything else that came to be. Nothing can be an exception, everything succumbs, meets the disembarking with time, not matter how much of it they are gifted with.

“Very well.” Came the response, and the void flared once more. The creator winced slightly, and with a shake of her head discouraged the growing urge. No, she was not allowed that privilege anymore, and she would not lose her bet. Insanity take her if that should be the price. The humans didn't succeed in any way, they hadn't learned, and the failure of their race had been bad blow. Ryht glanced at that creation, and judged it to be little more than trash. With a blink of her eyes, she let her grasp on their essence fade. In hardly a flicker of time they would be gone, and she could start again. Plans for the next species flickered through her tired mind, forming what would be the next try.

[paradox.]

(sorry I have been inactive it's just that I have been doing some stuff.)

[abandoned.]

Cal frowned. She stared in front of her, thinking. "I think there are a few underground tunnels here...if you're still willing to learn, I could probably help you. And maybe get a few teachers to as well..."

[xYear-of-the-Angelx]

.:Wizard:.
Name:
Israbel

Race:
Half Elf (Wood Elf & Balitor)
Gender:
Female
Age:
18
Love Interest:
Not yet. Not ever......probably
Test Result:
Green
Order:
Green
Rank:
Young Wizard
Description:
She is very small standing at exactly 4 feet 9 inches. Everything that is blue in the picture is actually a shade of green. She has also been cursed with small bat wings.
Personality:
She doesent get why humans...wait no scratch that. She doesn't get why any species even elves do anything they do. She can usually put her intolerance for the other species away; but beware if you even accidentally touch on her fears she will hate you forever.
She typically stays quiet and in the shadows preferring not to be noticed.
History:
Her mother was walking in the forest one night when a Balitor attacked her. Her mother fell in love with him and they had a child. Her father wasn't one to stay long with a woman and left them almost immediately after she was born.
The elves in their village wanted to kill her because she was half Balitor. She was barely a month old but she was already showing signs of magic so they decided to keep her alive. She lived peacefully in her village for 14 years before she ran away and found her way to the circle where she began her training.
Strenghts:
Her knowledge of the forest
Her silence
Her size
Weaknesses:
Her silence
Her size
Her intolerance of the other species
Her streak of rebellion
Fears:
Fire
Heights
Crowds
Other:
...
RP Example:

Madison Sophia Clark
If you saw the truck as it pulled up you would probably notice the rust and the cracked windshield. If you could tug your eyes away from the rust and peeling paint and look inside the car you would see two people as alike as they are different. In the drivers seat is a man in his late forties with jet black hair that is starting to turn grey, laughing electric blue eyes, and a perfectly white smile. In the passenger seat is his daughter with red hair like her mothers, blue eyes like her fathers and freckles that are all her own. If you were to listen in on their conversation you would find that they are both happily singing along to Jimmy Buffet's Little Miss Magic.
Now let's take a look at the situation inside the car.
As the song ended Madison looked at her dad smiling. "Thanks for letting me come here dad." she said. "Your welcome" he said; "Now then let's go get you checked in." He jumped out of the truck and grabbed her bags. Madison hopped out after him and grabbed some of them. She walked to the front door and waited for her dad to catch up before she went inside to get checked in. She dropped all of her stuff next to the desk and waited patiently while the receptionist finished her introduction and handed her two prices of paper that she would look at later. She looked at the key she had been given. "Room one." she announced before gathering her stuff and entering the elevator. She hit the button that would take her to the fourth floor. Once she and her father exited the elevator they walked over to room one on the girls side and unlocked the door. She immediately began to unzip bags and put stuff in her closet and drawers. Her father began to set up her electronics on her bedside table. Once her dad was done he waited patiently for Madison. She finished putting up her clothes and arranging her now empty bags "All done" she said before hugging her dad. "Bye" he said before entering the elevator. Madison waved bye to him before the doors closed. Then once she was sure he was gone she got into the elevator herself to go and see who else was here.

.:Wizard:.
Name:
(Full name)

Race:
Sunlit
Gender:
Male
Age:
21
Love Interest:
...
Test Result:
Green
Order:
Black
Rank:
Wizard
Description:
...
Personality:
He hates law and order. He would rather have more power than any one else than worry about the rules. He isn't much of a talker but when he does talk don't interrupt, correct, or disagree with him unless you have enough power to kill him.
He typically has a smug grin on his face and his eyebrows are creased into an almost permamnant scowl.
History:
He developed much slower than most Sunlit babies. He was five years old before his wings came and when his parents saw that they were black they began to worry about him. The color of his wings were the least of their problems soon enough he began to back talk his teachers, throw the rules into the wind, and just disrupt the overal sense of peace.
Eventually his parents shipped him out here. He took the test and found out he was in the black order. The circle focused his actions; now he doesn't disrupt the peace as often but instead he tries to get more power. Not much of an improvement but an improvement in the least.
Strengths
His magical abilities
His almost nonexistent facial expressions
His speed
Weaknesses:
His sharp tongue
His disobedience
His love of power
Fears:
Love
Death
Being weak
Other:
...
RP Example:
...

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

.:Entric:.

Entric could feel Sasha move form behind him and the serpants angry hissing, its gigantic body sliding across the stone floor. The one thing he couldn't here was the words of a spell. He began to get worried not sure what he was supossed to do. He heard the slight flap of wings, great something else was coming, just what they needed. He pushed his bandana back up and stood there in utter shock... It wasn't a monster that had the wings... it was Sasha. He stood there in shock, his gaze flicking between Sasha and the serpent. He took his knife and threw it at the snake, it managed ot peirce the scaley hide but just barely...
~~
.:Will:.

Will shook his head, his tail dropping a little. Here he had been thinking he had finally found someone who understood his problem but it was much more complicated than anyone cared to precieve "You don't understand; My magic only works in the UnderDark. My kind are from there and we almost never come above grond... I guess my magic kind of melts in light." he muttered feeling like an idiot for even trying. Even teh masters didn't seem to really get his problem. He looked back ot at the camp fires, he hoped the ones that actually knew magic would be able to help, for him he would just keep the golums going.
~~
.:Aurora:.

Aurora gave a little nod, at this point she really didn't care were she went, she just wanted away from here and... and... that. She got to her feet, pulling her blue cowl higher over her head as she started walking. She didn't really care if he followed she just wanted out of her. She could still see the face of the spirit, it looked angry, like it wanted to hurt her, but deep in those ghostly eyes it seemed sad and scared. She shivered at the thought, also remembering the hole in the man's chest. Aurora managed to get one thing straight even with all the confsion in her head; there wasn't a chance in hell she as casting that spell again.

((xYear-of-the-Angelx and Hikari-879 are accepted... Sorry Black.Rose but your form isn't quiet literate enough.))

[Soriams]

Jordan gets up and follows Aurora, not really wanting to intrude if she doesn't want him following, but at the same time he feels as though it is his duty not to leave her alone. Walking back into the building, Jordan leaves his hood cast back over his shoulders though it feels cold inside for some reason. He has never been one to hide his face unless necessary, and isn't about to start now. Walking behind Aurora though the gently curving halls towards the kitchens he wonders at what has happened to his home. He has been in the castle for a very long time, compared to most of the new apprentices and even many of the younger wizards, such as Aurora. The thought of being forced from it or having it destroyed is unsettling for the old man and he hurries to keep up.

[paradox.]

Sasha saw her chance. The snake was facing it's attacker which would be Enteric. She rushed forward and lodged the knife deeper in.She heard the snake his angrily and she flew a little ways off when the snake tried to bite her. She stuck her tongue out at it and cast a glance at Enteric and then tried to refocus on the snake. She could explain herself later.