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Joining!
Making one girl and two boys!)

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BloodyCrystal56

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Bloody, Crystal

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I'm usually here on the weekends and sometimes I'm on during the week. Well most of the time you can find me. On Mon-Fri from 7:00-4:00 MST I'm at school or coming home so I'll usually come back about 4:30 PM.

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Nothing really. I'm always here to talk though, so PM me if you need something ^^ I know a lot about the Victorian Era as well, in case.

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Serenity 'Viricia' Ducelle

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Female

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She's about 15, close to 16.

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Apart of the Resistance.
She could be considered the plan maker. This is because she tries to create a plan before jumping in. Sometimes they work, sometimes she just screws all of them up. It just depends on the situation at hand.

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She is at the height of about 5'5 and only weighs about 102 lbs. She has short, silver hair that in the back is cut to her shoulders, while her bangs grow out below her eyes. She has one coffee colored eye and the other one is a startling white. Like plain white, with a bit of silver. She has light skin and a slender build. She is very agile and quick on her feet. She is seen wearing a lot of bland clothing that doesn't show her figure. Thus, she gets comments from several people about wearing something more, in style. Like she cares.She has a white dress on that goes above her knees, a little below her hip and white tights that fill up the rest of the way. She wears white, cut up gloves that have ribbon like fabric coming off the end and the glove hooks on her middle finger.

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Serenity is very calm and situated. She doesn't speak up much and listens to orders she is given, though she could have the doubt of everything is told, she never voices an opinion.
Even though she doesn't, she can be one of the meanest people you've ever bumped into. If she doesn't care for you, which is hard to do, you can bet you'd get a fight. You can also bet she won't give you any mercy.
She knows who she should respect and who she shouldn't, and knows when not to say something.
Though, she can be the nicest person you've ever met as well, she gets along with a lot of people easily and doesn't usually care who they are. Sometimes she befriends even the rudest of people, though in the end she knows her own job.
Her family are her highest priority and she puts everything below them.
She can hold grudges for quite a while, so it's not very good to create one with her, though she tries to take care of those fairly quick.
She is highly tolerable to a lot of things and doesn't snap easily, depending on the 'things' that happen.
She has respect for almost everyone and thing, until they break that respect. She even has respect towards her enemy and never shows the slightest disrespect.

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Her history, is part of the reason why she has the silver hair she does.
It's not that she's old, obviously. Long story short, she lived a little away from the town and soon they moved, her and her family, to get a better life. Once there, they settled a bit, then she got used to normal routine. She became friends with two other boys (Whom are still friends with her) and they continued on life. One day, she and her family had gone off to a party like thing. Though, in the end, her parents ended up in front of her, they were dead. She ended up moving in with her two friends, who were brothers, and their family. Though of course, she was accepted with open arms.

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Creating plans, sneaking in to places, holding grudges, respecting others. She can play the piano and sing like a professional. It is her favorite hobby.

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She loves green tea. If found in a flustering situation her hand goes up to her mouth, covering it and she begins and drum her fingers onto her cheek. When angry, her eyes will narrow and her hand will begin to twitch.

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Spiders, Blood (only in certain amounts and with certain conditions), a lot of others

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She considers Kyle and Leo to be her real brothers. Though they aren't.

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BloodyCrystal56

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Bloody, Crystal

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Like said above, I am usually here on the weekends. I can be here on weekdays, though I'm at scool from 7:00-4:00 MST and later.

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Just, if you need anything or just want to talk to me, PM me ^^

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Kyle 'Leonardo' Firra

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Male

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He's the oldest of the three coming in at 19.

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He's apart of the Resistance as well.
He could be considered the 'One Who Makes Sure No One Can Try Anything Stupid'.

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Kyle is about 6'4 and comes in at a weight of 185.

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WIP, still working on boys, girl is finished~)

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((Looks good so far. I'll add Serenity to the character list.))

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Swallow. Feel free to call me Swall however.

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Swall. Whatever really, i don't mind.

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Well, I am on everyday, for several hours but I may not be able to post everyday. I'll do my best to post, but sometimes I lack muse and the computer is taken, so I am forced to my Ipad. Anyway, I am not a fast typer and I lack inspiration and motivation, but I will do my best.

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Nothing, I don't think.

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Allihceei Hanoun Efreean Cumberoui Mentraah. ALL-EE-S-EE-I & HAN-OON & EF-REE-N & CUMB-EROOI & MENT-RAWR

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Clearly she is a lady

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She is nineteen almost twenty

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Curretly she is being held captive by Damien Scarrow

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Emotive eyes of a colour so pacific blue, an iris of pure and lustful sapphire and flecks turquoise show all emotions that lead to her soul, and when at her most devious and deceitful and light up like a solar system of blue stars that glitter and are most radiant at night, when the moonlight’s chaste emission shines down and filters through clouds to reach her face and grant more than pools of colour, a full view of feelings and a whole story that is to end in an unknown path of fate, complemented by long and graceful eye-lashed that are accented by a rimming of black mascara giving to an almost innocent appearance that could fool a man without a word being spoken, and striking blonde hair, almost considered as light as a star in a galaxy, with highlights of fair brown streaks and under layers of a pale brown as sun rarely ever reaches the very bottom layer of thick locks of gold and curls of bronze that falls freely and nicely to halfway down her back, thickness fading as it reaches the ends which is sometimes tied pack with wavy strands escaping the bob and falling over her eyes wildly, her side fringe almost always over one eye or the other, and greatly accented by thin eye brows that arch over her eyes of sparkling, dancing and flickering blue like mentioned only a short while ago, but are thicker than most and a smile of a sealed promise, and devious smirk or a grin of humour hidden in the very corner of lips, often said to be as red as roses those of which accent her entire face. Her face is a heart shaped figure, thin with slightly and naturally raised cheek bones that makes a bright and smooth appearance that is figured nicely, and unique to. Long, elegant neck makes her posture to be nicely held, and a relaxed pose with good shoulder length adds to her very and naturally thin torso, as it looks as almost unhealthy, even though she thinks there is much more weight to loose, and if she does, there will be nothing left of her. An athletic build, this could be described as, she does do many sports such as running, football and gymnastics, and at one point found herself in the school cheerleading team, cartwheeling until her legs became numb and weak. Her build is curvy and at a modest height of 5’’6, under an average height. This girl’s fingers are nimble and always find their own job such as playing with her hair, tapping, writing, painting or doodling, anything that can distract her brain from the harsh world that occasionally bore her. Her legs are long and thin, her calves well rounded and small feet. This girl has no real clothing style, it is just clothes that she pulls out of her closet and it just happens to look good on her. Anything goes, anything fits is something what this young girl says when she puts something on and makes her own style. However, if she had a set name to her clothes it will probably fit with 'tomboy', 'streetwise' and almost always wears her purple or red converse. Her frequently worn accessories are her Pandora bracelet, the only thing she has from her mom and dad, and her black and silver wrist bands and bracelets scattered around her wrists, even on both sides. Now, her clothing also reflects on her personality at the moment in time, or her emotions and it just adds to her unique style of dressing. Her outfits are mostly in style, and casual long White tops and trendy denim shorts and a cool bag. Alice has four distinct scars dotted around her body. One; her first scar was received when she was seven years old, two days before her eighth birthday when playing football. It was when she was tackled by another player, and tripped over his foot smacking her chin straight into the concrete. She was sent to hospital, her fellow players hoping that she would be able to play next week's game! Two; now the next scar she got was also playing football when she was nine, however a different story. She had been placed in attack and ran up into the box for a header. Another player crossed the ball into Farren's direction and while jumping, just above her right eye cut on the post. Three and four; Yet both of these scars were received on a different period in time but both from her skateboard. The first was when she was eleven she fell off it doing a grind, and cut her knee leaving a scar. The next time was when she was about a month before her twelfth birthday and she fell off her board when failing a kick flip, leaving a scar on her left wrist.

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With a charm as sweet as a venomous snake, and a two sided personality Farren is often known for not so unnoticeable mood swings. At one moment, Alice may be a shy, reserved type of girl but the next moment she can be a great fire-cracker. It depends who you are and where you are and the currently mood of the moment. With a large group of people Alice is not normally the one of get stuck in, no matte what side of her's you are on, she will often be distracted by something a such as a leaf blowing in the wind out side of the window. She gets distracted very easy, like explained just before and called sometimes to have an attention span of a gold fish. With a large love of animals, her partner is her best friend. Of all size, colour and breed she will take on any to have an unconquerable bond between both animal and master. Alice has always been a relentless tomboy, hanging with the guys ever since she could remember. Sport and soccer have always been a big imput in her life; she trained for five days a week, a match on saturday and a rest of sunday. Cross country and Cricket games also were added, her fitness for soccer increasing by the week. Sport was the only place she could be herself, she often just simply kicked a ball around the garden or play soccer with the guys and school. It became so regular it was a part of her for a long time. Nature is something that she lived around; most of her childhood days were spent there no matter what the elements threw at her. Two boys lived on her street and she often had a special affection for both of them, even dispite that they were around two years older that herself. Alice collected nature books, taking strolls with her thoughts in the woods, she often did that to dwell on the bad time even if she did not want to recount a bad day. Alice can often be found as deciving and sarcastic yet all with good heart. Humor is something that she loves to spread around her friends and earnt the title as the 'Clown of the ground'. She made people laugh often, trying to simply cheer them up when they are down. Spirit is something that never runs scarce in the heart and soul of this young fire-cracker. Most things what she does is often tried to be done with a positive attitude, though these small imputs are not always succsessful. There are times that she is blissfully exited and almost so bubbly it is impossible to burst her good spirits but other times she can be known as a rash person with a firey temper; someone that she does not want to become. Mood swings are often common with Alice, one moment she may be a very quiet and reserved person and the next minute she will be a bubbly girl, almost a different person sometimes. Her mood is very tempermental, she could swing from mood to mood over fifty times a day sometimes. With friends, she is normally the bubbly Alice that they would know, but with strangers she will be shy, often staying at the back of the group, just simply following them about. As a general person, Alice is a well mannered and kind person who just wants the best of life, even that may not fall upon her. Truthfully, she has grown out of her mood swings now and she very shy and sensible. She loves to have a laugh however and she loves to sing and dance. Alice however, was traumatized by the event she witnessed her mother's and father's death and is very scared of many things now, and rarely speaks. Her thrust is scarred and she will never be able to heal. Someday, if she is broken out, there is a possiblity that she could return to the true personality mentioned, but for now, she is still a scared, frightened type of girl.

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Most of her history is unknown, but she came from a poor and large family. She had a brother and six sisters. She remembers non of them apart from the eldest, her brother, who was brought in here with her. When she was sixteen, she was trying to find her boots when she heard a gun shot. She looked through the gap in the door and witnessed a brutal fight between her father and a heavily burnt and scarred man. Another man, who was around the height of six foot seven approached him and pulled a trigger. Her mother then kicked out rapidly before she was beaten brutally which signalled her death. They walked out of the house, then set it on fire. She managed to get out but she was burned and scarred. A large scar from her neck to stomach pierces her pale skin. She never tells anyone about this. For rehabilitation, she learnt mechanics and chemistry, and prooved to be a fast learner on those subjects. However, when she was eighteen she was stolen with her brother, and ended up under the captivity of Damien Scarrow.

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Alice is skilled in many different areas, such as sport, but she rarely practices it anymore, and in solitary isolation, under the captivity of Damien Scarrow, it is fultile to even get her hands on a ball or a pair of trainers. However, Alice is skilled at chemistry and mechanics, and loves machines. This is a trait she shares with Damien Scarrow, her captive.

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Truthfully, Alice is not the brightest crayon in the box, but she is skilled at several things. General logic is not her best strong point, and she lacks in common sense, but it doesn't mean she cannot tell the basics of a situation. Alice is defiantly not the athlete she was three years ago, and she has lacked in physical strength since the trumatization of the witness of her mother's and father's brutal assasination. Alice forgets a few things, and because of this, she thought Damien was an ally. She was compelled to think that she was in a hospital, because she was hurt.

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Alice Mentraah has a great fear of blood and animals, and hates physical pain. Alice has a fear of heights. Many of these can send her into a type of fit, and many things scare her. Even things such as the sight of grave, it sends her into this mental attack. Alice is mentally weak.

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Nothing, I don't think. Her brother's name is Leeuine Dzeupo Izolmilia Rozemplry Mentraah.

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[Here we gooo. :3 ]

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Preposterous

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Prep or Jack, either is fine with me.

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Usually, I will be most active on the weekends, but I will sometimes reply on weekdays as well. Please keep in mind that I have other RPs as well, so my replies might not be as frequent.

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Mordecai Fernsby

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Male

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Twenty four

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Currently one of Scarrow’s captives.

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Mordecai has a rather washed-out, pasty appearance, but has this odd charm about him that can’t be found in many people. However, this is offset by his somewhat frowning expression, which is actually how his natural face looks. His dark brown eyes are lidded and droopy, and his eyebrows are a lighter brown, which is slightly unusual due to his hair color, but doesn’t stand out too much. Mordecai has straw blonde hair that ends just below his ears, which is usually a tangled mess. He often takes an effort to tie it back with a short ribbon, but due to the shortness of it strands tend to fall out often. Mordecai is tall and lanky, weighing only 156, and standing at 6’00” even, but his posture makes him appear shorter. He is rather flexible and agile due to his build, and is quite fast.

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Patient - The first thing that could be said about Mordecai is that he has the patience of a saint. He is able to wait on people for hours and hours, never complaining or getting impatient. He knows that rushing things won’t do anybody any good. He will not do a job poorly, or attempt to hurry it up just so he could be done with it. Instead, he will take his time, making sure that he gets everything right.

Possessive - Mordecai is rather possessive of the things that he considers being his. It is something of a fault in him, as his scary side often comes out when something he “owns” is in danger. He can also become possessive over the people that he likes, sometimes even attempting to shelter them from things that they need to advance in life. This is especially detrimental due to the fact that agents might sometimes put their life on the line, and Mordecai will get anxious and worry if anybody he considers “his” is in danger.

Courageous - Mordecai often feels that cowardice will be the one of the falls of man. Therefor he tries not to cower in the face of danger, and he will do his best to help anybody in need, even if he feels frightened. Often, Mordecai isn’t as frightened for himself as much as he is for others. He feels that his life isn’t that important, so he has no trouble risking it. But if he knows that there is somebody who is counting on him, and who considers him a friend, he will try not to treat himself as expendable, because he knows that he might cause that person grief if anything happens to him.

A little shy - Mordecai isn’t the best with social situations. He is modest, which sometimes makes him feel as if he isn’t worthy to talk with others who he thinks are better than him. He envies people who are naturally outgoing, and he sometimes wishes that he was as well, but he has accepted this side of him. When he is around people that he likes, Mordecai will try to be himself just to impress them, but his shyness might get in the way. He might not look the person in the eye, attempt to keep his hands busy by holding them behind his back, rock on his heels and other such actions.

Observant - Mordecai is very observant of certain situations. He won’t let a detail pass him by if he can help it, and will almost always be found analyzing a situation before he jumps into it. He likes to know everything about what he is getting into, and his observant nature will let him pick up details easily. This, coupled with his patience, gives him an advantage that he doesn’t know what he would do without.

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Since a young age, Mordecai was a rather contemplative, secluded child. He was different from the other children, and therefor they alienated him. No one really paid much attention to Mordecai, as he was also quiet, and easily blended in with the background. His parents both had high-paying jobs, and with this came responsibility and heaps of work that they couldn’t neglect just to spend time with their only child. Mordecai grew up with a nanny, a kind woman by the name of Maria. Mordecai liked her. She was... special, in his opinion. She stayed with him when he was younger, listening to him prattle on about childish things and ever got bored of him. Always with that smile on her face, she watched him as he grew, being more of a parent to him that Mordecai’s actual mother could ever be.

But as he aged, Mordecai found less of a use for her than ever before. He loved her dearly, yes, but he was ready to make his own path in the world, and neither his parents nor Maria seemed to think that he was. It was during this period in his life that Mordecai began to rebel. But he didn’t rebel like any other teen would. Once, he could be seen wandering around town during the day, and dragging back home a large wooden board. Then he could be found anywhere, cornering any small animal that he saw, from dogs to cats to birds. He even stood by some of the ponds, searching for fish that weren’t dead. He also stole a hammer and some nails from the basement, though he seemed to have no use for them, just like he obviously had no use for the wooden board of all of the animals he was bringing home. But that was a lie.

While Mordecai was busy rebelling in his own silent and odd way, his father made the decision of firing Maria. He felt that while his son wasn’t ready to be let out in the world on his own yet, he was getting too old for a babysitter. Needless to say, Mordecai took the news very, very badly. At this time, strange things began happening around the house. Mordecai’s parents would come home, only to find putrid stench invading their senses as soon as they stepped foot through the front door. Dead Rats and small birds would be found in the strangest places, almost as if they were placed there on purpose. They wouldn’t notice for another few weeks, the smell in their house distracting them, but the source of the stench was coming from their attic. There Mordecai had been silently rebelling, by doing exactly what he wanted to do. And that was cutting animals open for his own enjoyment.

After sloppily doing some unmentionable things, he would nail the corpses to the board, and examine them throughly. Mordecai was honestly interested in how these animals worked. The smell didn’t bother him, nor did the sight of them. He had already begun smelling of death, and his eyes had become used to their insides.

When his parents finally found him out, well... changes began happening in the household. Afraid of their child, they locked him in the attic, leaving him alone with his “experiments”. They planned to keep him there until they could dispose of their demon child, as they called him. However, they didn’t count on Mordecai escaping through the attic window. With his small build, he easily slipped out and climbed down the rope he had found. It was dark outside, and he couldn’t really see that well, and as he wandered around, it was then that something took him, and his parents, and everybody else, didn’t see him ever again.

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-Well, he’s good at cutting things open, if that counts as a talent.
-He’s very observant and cautious, which gives him an advantage.
-He can run as if the devil is on his heels.

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-Mordecai enjoys looking at animal’s entrails.
-When he is nervous, he bites the skin on his thumb.
-He’s really twitchy.

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-Mordecai is deathly afraid of heights.
-Accompanying the above fear, he detests stairs enough that he actually fears them. This includes ladders as well. He usually has to have something to hold onto just to climb any stairs.
-While he doesn’t mind seeing blood on others, Mordecai just freezes when any of his own blood is drawn.

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Alice will be accepted ocne you add some history, Swallow. And Preposterous, I'm glad you're interested :3))

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[Alright, my character is done. He came out a little... odder that I wanted to. Whoops.]