Blackmere Academy~Year 1

[Wolfsabre]

Blackmere Academy

You are not like other humans. You can do things they cannot, you are...gifted. You have your own, individual power. But it is not safe. For people like you, people who are Gifted, you are always in danger. For the shapeshifting Shadowkai hunts you. They feed on the raw power that lives within you. The more they feed, the more powerful they become. That is why, you have been brought here. To Blackmere Academy.
It is here that you will learn how to harness your abilities, as well as how to defend yourself from the Shadowkai. Blackmere Academy is the only safe haven on Earth for you, venturing away from its secure borders will result in your immediate danger. Here, you will be safe.
Or that is what you have been told. Teens were completely safe at Blackmere, until students have been turning up missing. First, there was only one. Then, two. Soon, nine were missing from the school. Evil lurks within the halls of Blackmere. Evil that could threaten you, and the world.

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Students
~Marissa Redwood/Telekinesis~
~Nicholas Danforth/Sublimation~
~Jacob Petoski/Fire Manipulation~
~Riley Hawkins/Archery~
~Bryson Smith/Necromancy~
~Katerina Stone/Empathy~
~Madison Everlee/Geokinesis~
~Thomas Othello Sundry/Shape Shifter(limited human shapeshifting)~
~Drew Blackwell/Shape Shifter (tiger)~
~Catherine Williams/Reincarnation of Basset~
~Danny Fonzarelli/Shadow Manipulation~
~Misty Youland/Poison Blood~
~Christopher Wilson/Magical Sneezes~
~Bryson Smith/Necromancy~
~Curran Brian Lockwood/Invisibility~
~Leilani Kassandra McCoy/Crystal Mimicry~
~Aiden Shane Lanning/Fear Inducement~
~Haven Randelle/Mental Fabrication~

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The School
Cafeteria
Classrooms
Swimming Pool
Gymnasium

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Dorms (2 each)

Girl Dorms
Dorm 1: Marissa/Katerina
Dorm 2: Madison/Catherine
Dorm 3: Drew/Misty
Dorm 4:

Guy Dorms
Dorm 1: Thomas/Riley
Dorm 2: Jacob/Danny
Dorm 3: Nicholas/Christopher
Dorm 4: Bryson Smith

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Schedule

M/W
Martial Arts
Power Enhancement
Math
History

T/TH
Weapons Training
Offensive Power Attack
Science
Literature

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Thank Bliss for the beautiful form.

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[Wolfsabre]

❂ Riley Hawkins ❂

✣ Gᴇᴛ Tᴏ Kɴᴏᴡ Mᴇ ✣

Name; Riley Hawkins
Age; 17
Gender; Male

✣ Aᴛ Fɪʀsᴛ Gʟɪᴍᴘsᴇ ✣

Height; 6'0
Weight; 170
Hair Color; Black
Eye Color; Brown
Scars/Tattoo's/Piercings/Other; Tribal tattoos on the back of his neck and on his right forearm.

✣ Dɪɢɢɪɴɢ Dᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ✣

Personality; Riley Hawkins can be described in many fashions and in many different ways. The way people can see his personality is opinionated.
To someone that he likes, he can be a whirlwind of adventure and fun. Never liking to sit in one place, he is constantly on the move, constantly shooting his bow, tapping his foot and being out in the open. He enjoy making people laugh, seeing a smile on someone's face is one of the best opportunities for him. However, unlike his best friend, Jacob, he does not go out of his way to make someone laugh. He doesn't do it purposefully, he is naturally fun and humorous.
He enjoys adventure. Any activity that gets your adrenaline pumping, whether it is riding a motorcycle, skydiving or kayaking down a fierce and rapid current. He is a thrill seeker and is willing to put himself at risk to be able to satisfy his need for danger.
Riley is a spoiled brat. Growing up in a family that owns billions, he often got whatever he wanted from his parents. If he wanted a new ipod touch, he would dig into their pockets and buy himself one. If he wanted a corvette, he would go on his knees and beg for one. He gets what he wants, one way or another. If he wants the pretty girl, he'll use his charm, and his money to get her. But often he does not stay with only one girl. A free spirit, he drifts from girl to girl, ones he satisfies his needs, he dumps her and moves on to the next.
Riley often speaks without thinking. Living in a life where he can say anything he pleases without getting punished has led him to be a complete smart Alic and he often has more than one cuss stuffed up his sleeve. He doesn't care if his words sting or bite, doesn't care what effect they will have in the future. He is untouchable, so even if he hurts someone, there is nothing they can do about it.
Despite that inconsiderate side, Riley is a good friend. He is trust worthy and loyal to his friends, especially his close friendship with Jacob. He would never do anything to betray him, no matter the bribe, no matter the threat. When it comes to his room mate, Thomas...he knows the kid is weird. The acting, the odd personality, but he knows Thomas is unique. Riley doesn't like normal. Unique is different and surprising, and the more surprises that fill up Riley's life, the better.
Riley and his bow are inseparable. The thing that freed him from his parents constricting rule, he has had the bow and arrow since he was younger. He has had it modified as he got more skilled, but it is the same bow. He loves it, and depends on it and whenever he is feeling angry or upset or depressed, he shoots it, over, and over again. He never parts with it and nearly sleeps with it, it lays next to him on his bed, his fingers always curled around the bow.
He is extremely independent. For the first ten to twelve years of his life, his parents were extremely controlling and tried to manipulate everything he did and said. Once he began to rebel against them, they gave up on him, but he has never forgotten all the times his father tried to shove him in a tuxedo or learn to tap dance.
History; Riley was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. The manor of the Hawkins family is like a landmark in Washington, everyone knows of the castle like building, complete with towers, an arch and guards. Riley, for a long time, lived a sheltered life. During his elementary years, he lived in the castle.
He hated it. His parents tried to be controlling, tried to control everything he did. He was not allowed to play outside, “hurts the family reputation to have their barbarian son playing about in the mud,” his mother always said.
There is one thing that he has always liked. There were two instruments that his parents tried to force upon him to learn. The piano, and the violin. He could never understand the piano, the keys and colors gave his mind a headache every time he tried to play. The violin, however, he fell in love with. As soon as he put it up to his chin and struck the first note, he fell in love with it. Despite the opportunity, however, he still hated it.
His parents tried to control his life. They chose his outfits. They chose his friends, which mostly consisted of the snot nosed brats that were the children of governors and foreign presidents. He hated it. He could only watch as children played with each other outside as he drove by in his parents limousine, only watch as two middle school children shared a small kiss. His parents had never even allowed him around another girl, except for Gabrielle, the daughter of a governor.
His life began to get worse when he turned 14. It was here that he discovered that the only reason he was allowed to play with Gabrielle was because he and her were going to participate in an arranged marriage. Gabriella was thrilled by the idea, being wed to Riley Hawkins was the dream of every girl in town. For Riley however, it was a nightmare. Gabrielle, however she was nice to look at, was an empty shell, who focused her life entirely on clothes, shoes and the number of facebook friends she had. It was around this time that he found his bow.
His family had been invited to the National Professional Archery Competition in New Zealand and he had picked up the bow of the champion. It felt perfect in his hand, the way the bow rested in his palm as he held it. When he brought the string back to his ear, he felt like he had been using it for years, like he was born to be an archer. While the rest of the adults were busy, he took the bow and walked out to the field. A hundred meters away, was the target. He took the bow, drew the string back to his ear and holding it with three fingers, let the arrow fly. Every head turned, at first, anger glinting in their eyes, this boy holding the bow of the World Champion. But as the arrow struck the center of the target, their attitudes changed. Shock! Wonder! Amazement! They crowded around Riley and assaulted him with questions.
"How long have you participated in archery?"
"Why have you never competed before?"
"What kind of arrow do you prefer?"
It was only after his parents dragged him out of the house did he realize his mistake. He had, in one motion, changed his family's appearance. Now, they were not focused on his parents, the rich governor and governess. They were now concentrating on this gifted boy. The punishment he received was unbearable. He was locked in his room for a year. His room was big, with a flatscreen tv, xbox 360, a balcony, but it was not enough. He felt suffocated in his room. He then began to devise a way out. On the computer, he learned how to pick locks, and on Christmas night, a night he knew his parents were out drinking and partying, he picked the lock on his door and snuck out. He took his parents Lamborghini and went to the nearest archery shop and used his parents money, and extra, to buy a bow without being questioned. He then waited near his house. Crouched in the shadows. Waiting.
Finally, what he was waiting for arrived. His parents in their limousine, drunk and flitty, stumbling out to their mansion. Riley lifted the bow and fired. The arrow pierced through his mothers purse and impaled it into a tree. Shocked, the parents faced their son who stepped out of the shadows. "I want my life back," Riley growled. "I don't want to hurt you, but I will not stand you keeping me here. I want to get out and do things."
And so they did. From that moment on, Riley had the power to do anything he want. He stopped his private tutoring and went to a public school, where he thrived. Already more educated than the others, he was an all A student. Having countless time practicing his fencing and his archery, he was deemed a friend among the jocks. And more importantly, thanks to his charisma, rapist whit and stunning looks, he could befriend, and date, any person in the school that he desired. He was also able to persuade his parents into getting him an animal, something that they never would have dreamed of before he nearly shot his mother. He demanded to go to the petstore and get a dog, and so they did. They wanted him to get an expensive dog, like an Akita or a Pharoe hound. Riley, however, fell in love with the husky shepherd mutt. However, disgruntled, his parents agreed and bought him the dog and he later named him Bandit, for the moment he brought the pup home, he immediately stole Riley's underwear and ran off with it.
Then came the fateful day. He was outside, shooting at his targets when the black truck pulled up. His parents, whom were reading vacation magazines on their hammocks, looked up when the Blackmere agents came up to them. When they demanded Riley, his parents did not look at Riley, nor say anything to him. They merely nodded and went back to their reading. Riley knew they wouldn't. He didn't care. He didn't need them, he had everything he needed and everything he wanted. He joyfully went to Blackmere where he met Jacob, and attracted to his humor and charm, the two became best friends.
Likes; Archery, violin, skydiving, fencing, sports, relaxation, the sun, partying, girls, dating, people, water, hunting and dogs.
Dislikes; Jerks, closed in spaces, cats, water.
Other; None

✣ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ✣

Power; Not so much a power as an extraordinary ability. He is a master at archery, with the capability of hitting any object, any person, able to fire arrows with inhuman speed and accuracy.
Dorm; 1
Pets; Bandit
Crush; None
Boyfriend/Girlfriend; Half the school.

❂ Jacob Petoski ❂

✣ Gᴇᴛ Tᴏ Kɴᴏᴡ Mᴇ ✣

Name; Jacob Petoski
Age; 17
Gender; Male

✣ Aᴛ Fɪʀsᴛ Gʟɪᴍᴘsᴇ ✣

Height; 6'1
Weight; 172
Eye Color; Brown
Scars/Tattoo's/Piercings/Other; None

✣ Dɪɢɢɪɴɢ Dᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ✣

Personality; Jacob is a very sarcastic, indifferent, humorous man. He is the ultimate prankster, but his pranks are not just the simple tack-on-your-chair or whoopie cushion. He thinks his pranks through very thoroughly before using them on anyone. He can seem cold and heartless, but really this is just him not knowing what is going on. He doesn't think things through before he acts and this tends to hurt people, but he never does it on purpose. Okay, at times he will, but not most. He is extremely big headed and believes his power over fire is the best power in the world. And like his power, his temper can flare up suddenly. He can be calm at one moment and raging the next. Although the guy can seem like a bit of an ass at times, he can be pretty charming when he wants to be. He is extremely confident, and this makes him extremely charismatic as well. He can make you laugh and smile at will. He is also loyal to his friends, and nice when it seems fitting.
History; Before Jacob knew about his powers, everyone already liked him. A friend to his whole elementary school, Jacob was the school's MVP and class clown. All of that changed however, when school bully Bryan Adams shoved him into a wall. Fire spat out of his finger tips towards the boy, burning him. Immediately, his parents pulled him out of school. They knew that they should have taken him to Blackmere, but they couldn't bear to lose their son, so they kept him. He trained at home with his fire abilities until he was 16. Hearing a knock on his door, his parents went to it to find Blackmere agents. They knew what Jacob was, and he had only a few minutes to say goodbye before they took him away. Away to Blackmere, where already he has made a friend in nearly every student.
Likes; Practical jokes, making people laugh, sports, adrenaline, girls
Dislikes; Being alone, closed in spaces, water, clowns
Other;

✣ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ✣

Power; Fire manipulation
Dorm; 2
Pets; None
Crush; Katerina Stone
Boyfriend/Girlfriend;

[Wolfsabre]

❂ Marissa Redwood ❂

✣ Gᴇᴛ Tᴏ Kɴᴏᴡ Mᴇ ✣

Name; Marissa Redwood
Age; 17
Gender; Female

✣ Aᴛ Fɪʀsᴛ Gʟɪᴍᴘsᴇ ✣

Height; 5'9
Weight; 155
Eye Color; Blue
Scars/Tattoo's/Piercings/Other; Ears

✣ Dɪɢɢɪɴɢ Dᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ✣

Personality; Marissa is a gentle, understanding, observant person. Not shy, but not outgoing, she strives to just make it by and not bring attention to herself. She's made friends, lost friends, doesn't have a close best friend, but that's how she prefers it. She doesn't like the responsibility of having a close friend. She just wants to drift through life doing what she pleases. She is loyal to her friends, never abandoning them and trying her best not to hurt them. She does what she likes to do, and doesn't necessarily care what others will think.
History; Marissa's parents are very controlling. While in grade and middle school they pushed her to the limit. Get the best grades. Get on student council. That has given her the drive to succeed and to push herself to the limits. At times it would be too much, and she would stay up until 12 making her essays three pages longer then they had to be. When she began to accidentally shatter objects with her mind, her parents knew what had happened. In their eyes, it was a wonderful opportunity. They wanted to ship her off to Blackmere as soon as possible. So Marissa left her home and came to Blackmere when she was 15 and has been there ever since.
Likes; Guitar playing, horseback riding, homework, animals, creative writing, snow
Dislikes; Rudeness, disloyalty, heat
Other;

✣ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ✣

Power; Telekinesis
Dorm; 1
Pets; Krystal
Crush; ***
Boyfriend/Girlfriend; ***

[Wolfsabre]

❂ Nicholas Danforth ❂

✣ Gᴇᴛ Tᴏ Kɴᴏᴡ Mᴇ ✣

Name; Nicholas Danforth
Age; 17
Gender; Male

✣ Aᴛ Fɪʀsᴛ Gʟɪᴍᴘsᴇ ✣

Height; 5'11
Weight; 165
Hair Color; Brown
Eye Color; Green
Scars/Tattoo's/Piercings/Other; Scar on his cheek in the shape of a crescent moon.

✣ Dɪɢɢɪɴɢ Dᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ✣

Personality; Nicholas is a typical depressed, teenage boy. He is extremely antisocial, and avoids human contact whenever possible. He is a very gloomy, quiet boy, but surprisingly, he does have a sense of humor. A very..dry...cruel...sarcastic sense of humor...but it's still humor. Just his own unique kind. He is very sensitive about his past, something he rarely ever talks about to anyone, seeing that he is closed in. He rarely ever opens up to anyone, and it is difficult to read his emotionless face. But when he does open up, he spills everything he knows. He is very suspicious and it is hard to get him to trust you.
History; There is, of course, a reason for his coldness. Nicholas was born without a father, his own had died drunk driving before he was born. His mother raised him and his three sisters alone, working two jobs starting early in the morning and ending at midnight. His three sisters were perfection, beautiful, talented, and smart. Nicholas was always the outcast, the one no one wanted anything to do with. When Nicholas started showing signs of being a Gifted, that was when his family began to truly despise him. They knew the danger he could bring, so they kept him locked up. He was not yet old enough to go to Blackmere, so they kept him far away from the others. As soon as he was of age to go to Blackmere, 10, they packed him a small suitcase and shipped him away. He has been at Blackmere for seven years and has earned the reputation of being a strange, cold boy that no one wants anything to do with.
Likes; Being alone, poetry, kayaking.
Dislikes; People and animals
Other;

✣ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ✣

Power; Sublimation, the ability to turn into mist or fog.
Dorm; 3
Pets; ***
Crush; ***
Boyfriend/Girlfriend; ***

❂ Bryson Smith ❂

✣ Gᴇᴛ Tᴏ Kɴᴏᴡ Mᴇ ✣

Name; Bryson Smith
Age; 18
Gender; Male

✣ Aᴛ Fɪʀsᴛ Gʟɪᴍᴘsᴇ ✣

Height; 6'3
Weight; 182
Hair Color; Black
Eye Color; Brown
Scars/Tattoo's/Piercings/Other; Giant, muscley guy.

✣ Dɪɢɢɪɴɢ Dᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ✣

Personality; Bryson Smith is your typical bad boy. A smoker, a drugee, a drinker, he doesn't use a car as transportation but a loud, obnoxious Harley. He does whatever he can to make his outlook scary and badass, someone you wouldn't want to deal with.
If he gets into a fight with another guy, being the not-so-sharpest crayon in the box, he wouldn't use his words, but his fist. His temper is very short, like the fuse on dynamite, only a few seconds to react before he explodes. And when he does explode, often times people start bleeding.
He doesn't necessarily try and control his temper. He doesn't try anything at all, in fact. The only thing he really is passionate about is his bike, staying in shape and his addictions. He doesn't care about much else. He doesn't care about school, in class he'll be the one in the back of the class listening to music and flipping off the teacher behind her back.
He despises his power. While most of the Gifted love their power and adore it, Bryson has learned to hate it. He already hears his conscience in his head, yelling at him to choose between right and wrong. But to hear other thoughts, the thoughts of the dead...he hates it. He stays as far as he can away from graveyards, morgues, any place that houses people of the dead. And yet, it is when his power is active that he feels most at ease. Listening to the whispers of the dead, hearing their thoughts, their hatred, it makes him feel comfortable, at peace.
History; Bryson never knew his mother. His mother, Kathleen died when he was born, so during the first 10 years of his life, he lived with his father. His father always knew that Bryson was a freak. They never had enough money to have a real burial, so instead they just buried her outside their trailer.
Bryson was always near her grave. He never knew her, and yet he understood her. Whenever he came inside, Bryson would tell his father about conversations he and his mother had, hearing her whisper in his ear, hearing her voice. It was around this time that his father began to know that Bryson was a Gifted. He took action immediately, kicking Bryson out of the house when he was 11 in the center of the slums of Detroit, telling him to hit the road and he slammed the door. Bryson screamed outside the window for hours. No one came to him, no one helped him. Everyone knew it was best to just stay away.
Bryson knew he had to set out on his own, so that was what he did. He wandered the slums, picking at food from garbages, turning on people's hoses in the middle of the night and getting a quick drink. He never heard the whispers, and after a long time, a loneliness began to settle in his heart. He lived on the streets for five years, and he was 16 when the Black Dawgs found him.
An entirely african-american gang, they found him and nearly beat him to death in the middle of the night. When Bryson woke up, he was tied up and gagged. They gave him a choice. Join their gang, or die. Obviously, Bryson didn't have anything to lose. He was already wanted, so he agreed. And so began his life of crime, stealing tv's, shooting at other gang members for territory, picking on the weak. Bryson refused to kill. He would shoot at the legs, or the arms, but never killing. It was around this time that he was chased out. He ran, far away from Detroit and eventually settled in Peshtigo, where he continues his crime and tries to make a living.
Likes; Drinking, his bike, exercising
Dislikes; Smart people, the dead, working
Other; ***

✣ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ✣

Power; Necromancy
Dorm; 4
Pets; ***
Crush; ***
Boyfriend/Girlfriend; ***

[bliss.]

xx
❂ Katerina Stone ❂

✣ Gᴇᴛ Tᴏ Kɴᴏᴡ Mᴇ ✣

Name; Katerina Stone
Age; 16
Gender; Female

✣ Aᴛ Fɪʀsᴛ Gʟɪᴍᴘsᴇ ✣

Height; 5'6
Weight; 119 lbs
Hair Color; Dark Red/Brown
Eye Color; Grey
Scars/Tattoo's/Piercings/Other; N/A

✣ Dɪɢɢɪɴɢ Dᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ✣

Personality; Katerina is extremely intelligent, cunning, and manipulative. She is keen at reading people, their true motives, intentions, the reasoning behind their actions, emotions, thoughts, etc. Over all she can just read people very well. And with that, she knows exactly how to get what she wants out of a person. She can often work her way around all people in any situation.
Knowing people so well, and finding it extremely easy to figure a person out, she often gets bored with most types of people and usually searches for the more challenging types, the ones who are harder to figure out. She is actually, a very social person, and enjoys spending her time in the company of others. She never truly dislikes someone, as she finds it to be a waste of time, but people are sometimes known to truly dislike her, mostly because of her manipulative nature. But in her mind, it's never anything personal. Just something she does when it's necessary, or out of boredom.

History; WIP
Likes; People, socializing, challenges, adrenaline, drawing.
Dislikes; Boredom, loneliness,
Other; N/A

✣ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ✣

Power; Empathy, the ability to read, sense the emotions and/or control the emotions or feelings of others.
Dorm; 1
Pets; N/A
Crush; N/A
Boyfriend/Girlfriend; N/A

[Quisque]

- WORK IN PROGRESS -

❂ Madison Everlee ❂

✣ Gᴇᴛ Tᴏ Kɴᴏᴡ Mᴇ ✣

Name; Madison Everlee
Age; 17 years
Gender; Female

✣ Aᴛ Fɪʀsᴛ Gʟɪᴍᴘsᴇ ✣

Height; 5'6
Weight; 125 lbs
Hair Color; Red
Eye Color; Brown
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings/Other; Pierced ears, small celtic knot tattoo on right inner ankle.

✣ Dɪɢɢɪɴɢ Dᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ✣

Personality; Madison is very trusting of others - perhaps too trusting. Her willingness to give anyone a chance makes her a bit gullible, and usually leads to her either getting stabbed in the back or taken advantage of in some way. Despite this, she usually springs back from events like that quite easily (thanks to practice) and carries on with her life with a 'tomorrow will be better' attitude. She's usually very calm and collected, even if that isn't what she's truly feeling inside. She works hard to control her emotions, but is not afraid to laugh when the time is right. She values her time alone and can get very irritated and short with someone if they don't respect her boundaries, but other than this she is usually quite tolerant. She procrastinates heavily, and usually does a get-by job in her classes - enough that she passes, but also slacked enough that she doesn't get stressed out. She is very nature-oriented, and if separated from the outdoors for too long she will feel a bit depressed and cramped indoors. She is caring towards all forms of life - whether plant, animal, or human. Although she might come off as quiet and distant at first, around friends Madison can be very playful and isn't against pulling a good prank, as long as no one gets hurt. When her friends need her, she will be there, and is always willing to listen or lend some advice if necessary.
History; (shall fill in later)
Likes; nature, silence/peace, learning things on her own, drawing
Dislikes; cities, confrontation, fighting, not being in control of herself
Other; ***

✣ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ✣

Power; Geokinesis - the ability to control earth; sand, stone, rock, lava, dirt, or other minerals.
Dorm; 2
Pets; Alekai
Crush; n/a
Boyfriend/Girlfriend; n/a

[Wolfsabre]

{Both accepted}

[paola .]

[[ I'll post in a few (; let me just go get on my real computer. ]]

[Wildmagic_warrior]

❂ Thomas Othello Sundry ❂

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Name; Thomas Othello Sundry.
Age; Nineteen. Appears older.
Gender; Male.

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Height; Six feet, one inch.
Weight; One-hundred and seventy-three pounds.
Hair Color; Brown-blond.
Eye Color; Green-blue, but more green than blue.
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings/Other; N/A

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Personality & history;
Thomas was never a huge player of video games, mostly because his brothers were always hogging the console. He prefers to read quietly in his room, or on the roof if the weather is sunny. He can seem shy, but only when he doesn't feel like talking. If you want to see what he's really like, go to the auditorium and watch him on the stage. He can be a thousand different people, have a thousand different personalities, and he loves every moment of it. It's not really because he wants to become someone else, but more that acting is a way to escape from the persona he has built around himself all of his life. For a long time he was thought of as an introverted nerd; eventually, he let that idea seep in and take him over. He accepted the role given to him by his peers and played it perfectly. He does well at his studies and would prefer the library over a coffee shop.

However, things are not always as they seem, and this is certainly the case with Thomas. If you give him the chance to shed the part of geeky drama kid, he'll show his true colors with pride. If you know him well, you also know that you can always rely on him for a good joke or a witty comeback to any casual insult you might toss his way. He knows just about everything there is to know about classic literature and history in general, and he'll gladly discuss it with anyone.

His older brothers are a pair of stocky, powerful twins; they pushed him around quite a bit when he was younger. When he was quite small, nine or so, his cat died. I would not include this if it were not a big part of his personality, but that cat was very important to him. Her name was Meela, she was mostly Russian Blue, and she had been Thomas' best friend since the day he was born. After her death, Thomas retreated rather far into himself, allowing older, tougher kids at school to push him around. He didn't have anyone to confide in anymore; his brothers would tease him and he wasn't about to tell his parents. That would have made him a snitch, and Thomas was no tattletale.

It was around this time that the role of bookish nerd was impressed upon him, and Thomas accepted it. The persona gave him something to hide behind. As he grew older, he began to realize that what had helped him was also hindering him. He was virtually friendless, and nobody took him seriously. It went this way until he started freshman year at high school. It would have continued there, too, if he hadn't been press-ganged into joining the drama class. After a few weeks of it, he started to think that perhaps he had found his true calling. It gave him a chance to shed his geeky persona and take on a new personality, a new history, a new everything. He could he old, young, short, tall, fat, skinny, a toaster, whatever he wanted. The art of acting showed him how to come out from behind the cardboard cutout he had been using as a disguise for so long. It taught him to wear his heart on his sleeve and be proud of it.

It was at this time that his powers began to show. He started to find that, when he sank deeply into a role, he would begin to change. Just a bit at first, but then more and more until he almost believed that he was his character. It frightened him enough that he told his parents about it, and as a reward for confiding in them they sent him away. A special school, they called it, for special kids. Since arriving at Blackmere, Thomas has learned how to fully control his powers. He no longer slips into character when he doesn't want to.

Likes;
-Acting, for obvious reasons.
-Reading, because it gives him a sense of peace in the chaos of his life.
-Cats, although he doesn't know if he could ever love one as much as he loved Meela.
-Thunderstorms, especially ones with in-cloud lightning. He's always amazed by such magnificent weather patterns.
Dislikes;
-Wind or dust storms, especially ones that cause power outages. He hates being in the dark.
-Large or noisy animals, particularly ones that have big teeth.
-Snakes. Just... snakes. It's an irrational fear, but he's terrified of them.
-Being interrupted while reading. It gets on his nerves like nothing else.
Strengths;
Acting. Being a good actor also makes him a good liar. Relatively fast runner. Flexible. Tall. Very smart; this allows him to solve puzzles quickly and easily.
Weaknesses;
He has a low threshold for pain. Not physically strong. Sometimes has relapses into the shy, nerdy persona he used to wear. He's also slightly paranoid about getting sick; he won't drink milk if it's close to its expiration date, things like that.

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Power;
Broadly speaking, he's a shapeshifter, but it's more complex than that. He can't just think of something and become it. He can't turn into plants, animals, or inanimate objects. He can't change just one part of his body. He can only take on the forms of other humans, and even that has rules. He has to know them, and not just by name. He has to understand how they operate. He has to know their fears, the strengths, their voice, their walk. Only once he can play their character can he become them. As an unintended side affect, Thomas has a silver tongue. He can lie brilliantly as well as create small illusions if he concentrates hard enough on the words he's speaking.
Dorm; 1
Pets; N/A
Crush; N/A
Boyfriend/Girlfriend; N/A

[Wolfsabre]

{XD Such an awesome character, man. Accepted. And okay Chameleon.}