Ɖ e ℓ ' ғ a e │ ℓ i т │ 1 Male Spot - 2 Female Spots

[.Saffron.]

Can I reserve a female Hydromancer please? I'll post the form after half an hour, and should have it done pretty quickly. The
reason for the half hour breaks is the fact that I'm revising, so it may take up to an hour and a half to get my form done. (Only ten minutes break per session). All done!

{Carmel Kara Day}{18}

• Username •
•I n c o g n i t o•



• Fullname •
"My name is Carmel Kara Day. That's Carmel as in the place, K-a-r-a and D-A-Y, as in day and night"
• Nickname •
"It's Kara. I hate being named after a place"
• Age •
"I'm 18"
• Gender •
"I'm female....can't you tell?"



• Ability •
"Hydromancy, aka power over water"
• Birth Place •
"Carmel-By-The-Sea, California"
• Birthday •
"20th August....I'm a summer girl"
• Sexuality •
"I'm straight, but have no problem with people that aren't"
• Crush •
"None as of now"
• Secret Crush •
"Maybe Dakota. Maybe!"
• Dating •
"Nobody"



• Personality •
Kara has a knack at avoiding trouble...when she wants to. She often goes along with things, purely because she wants to know what they're like. In her old school, she was labeled like many others; "Smart but unfocused". She has a tendency to rush in first without thinking, and then use her brain to get out of the trouble.
Kara is curious, often too much so. She once went to a police station, just so she could see jail. She always wants to know, and the only thing that can hold her back from prying is loyalty. She sees nothing wrong in spying and eavesdropping, when the cause is right.
Despite this, Kara is incredibly loyal. While those that irritate her rarely get to see it, she is blindly optimistic, shoving a bright side on anything. Her personal motto is "Every cloud has a silver lining" Which suits her well. She is truly loyal, and if you win her trust, you have it forever. She finds it very hard to see badness in people, and you have to really hurt her to make her hate you. She would offer her life for of anyone, and while she always makes judgements of people in her head, she would never show that in the way she treated them.
On good days, Kara is a joker. Rather than cracking really, really bad jokes, she will use wit and humor, and almost battle you jokingly if you challenge her. She finds it easy to laugh at herself, she has learnt that tears and anger get you nowhere, but clever words and laughter get you a long way. She will often turn jokes about her on you, so be prepared.
Unlike others, Kara draws attention to herself when needed. Quite often, she prefers to stay quiet and watch for a bit, and doesn't see the point in making a scene. But don't ever let that fool you, she is plucky and not afraid of attention, or flirting to get what she wants, which she's good at.
Kara doesn't want to be tied down, ever. She likes to be free as the wind, not stuck with someone who demands loads. She's had bad experiences with guys, and so only values them as friends. Maybe you can win her...maybe you can't.
• History •
"My dad walked out when I was four. I never really knew the guy, and don't want to now. He left, he can stay that way. My mum's nice though, even if she is a bit clueless. I've got four younger siblings now, so she doesn't have much time for me. But she cares, I know."
• Fears •
"I have a phobia of Fire. Can't stand the stuff. I also have a fear of Spiders and Jellyfish"
• Adores •
"I love all the seasons, summer and autumn"



• Hair Color │ Style •
"My Hair's red...Can't you see?"
• Eye Color •
"Green"
• Skin Tone •
"I'm pale I guess, I sunburn quite easily"
• Height │ Weight •
"I'm around 5'9" and I'm around 100lbs"
• Body Modifications •
"I have stars tattooed around my left ankle, and a shooting star on the back of my right wrist"



• Pet •
"None, but I'd love a falcon"
• Other •
"That's it!"

[dandelion love]

Can I reserve a female Hydromancer please? I'll post the form after half an hour, and should have it done pretty quickly. The
reason for the half hour breaks is the fact that I'm revising, so it may take up to an hour and a half to get my form done. (Only ten minutes break per session).

|| Sorry, there is already a Hydromancer female. You can have the male though. c: ||

[huskybaer.]

│ Chelsie. It tis fine. There are two male shapeshifters. So two female Hydro is fine too. xD
Plus there is only a female spot left. So. Yeah. xD

Although I would have liked you to pm me the reservation, I let another slide, so I'll let you. If you wouldn't mind though, can you post your form on that post? ^^ I dunt know why, but thats what Ellis did.

And I'll reply right now, Chelsie. I was away making my breakfast. Mum and Dad are away, so I have too.
^3^ Made 2 medium eggs with 4 slices of bacon. Yum! xD │

[.Saffron.]

│ Chelsie. It tis fine. There are two male shapeshifters. So two female Hydro is fine too. xD
Plus there is only a female spot left. So. Yeah. xD

Although I would have liked you to pm me the reservation, I let another slide, so I'll let you. If you wouldn't mind though, can you post your form on that post? ^^ I dunt know why, but thats what Ellis did.

And I'll reply right now, Chelsie. I was away making my breakfast. Mum and Dad are away, so I have too.
^3^ Made 2 medium eggs with 4 slices of bacon. Yum! xD │

Thanks, I'll make her now and let you know when I'm done then ^^

[thorne.]

{ O.O wow. So many posts while I was asleep.

shapeshifter }{ single }{ crushless }{ nervous }{ just arriving

Noah stared out of the window of the car with a look of complete and utter boredom on his face. Usually on a car ride as long as this one, he would have been in a deep slumber even an earthquake couldn't waken. But he was feeling quite nervous about the whole ordeal. Instead of going into a peaceful sleep, the teen couldn't even settle down. The window was scrolled all the way down, which blasted cold air right into Noah's face. The scenery passed by quickly, way too quick for his cyan eyes to focus on, so they shifted from one thing to the next. The car ride was mostly in silence. The aged driver was monotonous to say the least. Every attempt that Noah made at conversation dried up like a raisin in the sun. So after a few tries to chat with him, the boy realized that it was useless and stopped talking for the whole ride. He would have listened to his iPod if it wasn't out of batteries. Noah--being the independent person he was--forgot to charge the device. So all he had of interest were his thoughts. There has only been one thing that he could think about and that was his family. In all honestly, he'll miss them, a lot. His mother broke down in tears when he left, leaving his little sister there to comfort her.

The sound of the driver shutting off the engine brought him out of his nostalgic reverie. Blinking his eyes in surprise, the brunette didn't expect the ride to come to a stop this fast. As he gazed out of the window, the fresh green landscape was replaced by a large grey building. And as his eyes move from one thing to the next, they settled on the wooden front doors to the academy. Two awfully bulky men were standing there being as daunting as ever. Swallowing, Noah slowly grasped the door handle and gentle opened it. Glancing to the seat besides him, the brunette grabbed the furry canine besides him. The dog was still asleep as he settled on his arm. His chauffeur moved faster than Noah would have though he could, arriving just in front of him as he came out of the automobile with his duffel bag at hand. Taking the bag gingerly, he slung the strap over one shoulder and proceeded to the doors. Even though he was really nervous, Noah masked it quickly. One of the intimidating guards observed his with trained eyes before asking his name. "Noah Ulysses Alexander." The boy spoke, not daring to make eye contact. The men cleared his name and allowed him to come inside.

The interior of the building looked just as big as the exterior. Noah surveyed the lobby in awe. Seeing that his family didn't make very money, it wasn't a surprise that this was the most appealing place that he's even been in. It didn't take long for somebody to approach him. It was a very pretty red-headed girl. What she said to him was blunt and... well unexpected. Maybe if a girl did that to him in an hour or two he wouldn't be so surprised. But right when he just got there? He was dumbfounded for a second before quickly composing himself. Flickering his gaze behind her, Noah spotted a group of females watching the two of them. He slapped a small half-smile on his face as he regarded the girl. "Of course. Can I ask you what your name is first?"

[huskybaer.]

│ There aren't that many. xD
b u m p
Wait. Wait. Wait. I hate to Wait. │

[dandelion love]

A ᴜ ʀ ᴏ ʀ ᴀ
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"Iᴛ’s ᴇᴀsʏ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅ. Iᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ."

Aurora smiled as a half smile appeared on his lips. She nodded, "Yeah, My name is Aurora. And yours?" She asked the stranger that she was dared to go up to. She looked behind her and looked at the small group of girls and smirked at them. She then turned around to face the male waiting for his name. She was rather happy that he was going to play along. She would actually have to say something to the stranger. Well, if she had to, she would. But then that would be more... Unexpected then this right now.

She looked around the room, as the room was filling up with new people every thirty minutes. She wondered if there were going to be to be a lot of people, or just a small unit of people. She looked back at the dark brunette boy, wondering what power he held inside of him. She was one of the few people that could create fire with her mind. Though so much fire, could actually hurt her. She has never tried it because she thought it was pretty dangerous. She ran a ran through her bright red hair, her green eyes on the male that she was talking to.

|| Writer's Block -.- ||

[grisly bear]

{I posted my form on the reservation post so people wouldn't notice my mistake. :'D }

♠♠"Lets watch this city burn - from the skyline to the top of the world."

Ellis. || Jahmar Stephens || Twenty || Male || Pyromancer

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Jahmar had been in the armoured jeep for a while, drifting in and out of sleep - occasionally waking up to watch his mice in the white and green cage beside him (he realized there was only supposed to be one, but come on, they're mice for crying out loud). Save for their being so tiny, they were also the only family he really had to come with him. His mother and sister were bawling with happiness and sadness, while his older brother and his pregnant sister-in-law were more distant but still upset. He didn't bring a cellphone, which now seemed like a terrible idea. He hadn't ever had one, but he could've bought one... Really, he was just praying there was a generic landline phone at the 'academy'.
The last thirty minutes of the drive, Jahmar was completely awake. He wasn't exactly afraid, more anxious than anything. Surely there would be another fire-person there, right? If there was, he imagined it would be easier to talk to them. If there wasn't... Well, he had always made friends easily. There didn't seem to be a reason why it would be any different when the people were also odd.

When they arrived at the destination, he was amazed. How could they get away with calling that place an academy? It seemed more like a military institute. The driver shut the door, which was good. Jahmar had on a black Nike backpack with his clothes and some jewlery, but his hands were full with the cage. Chances are he would've dropped it otherwise. The two bulky men at the entrance intimidated even him. When asked his name, Jahmar smiled shakily before answering.
"Jahmar Stephens." It took all of his willpower to not stutter on his name, words he had spoken so many times.

After a few seconds, the two men let him in. It was weird, but it made him feel exhilarated. With his simple grey v-neck t-shirt, blue jeans, rosary (it was a gift from his grandfather), and black runners; he didn't look like anything special. But he was, surely. Why else would he be here? He walked with what his friends would have called 'swag', though it was actually confidence. A small smile was curling his lips as he looked around the room. There was a fair amount of people there, none of which he knew. So long as no one yelled at him for the mice, it would be cool. He'd go as far as to say it would be nice, being with so many others.

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"The city looks so pretty do you wanna burn it with me?"♠♠

[huskybaer.]

│ ^^ xD
My next post wont be until Table replies to Dillon. =p
Just a heads up,
Leonardo will be introducing everyone. Telling each were they will be staying. And ( Chess already knows)
But Orion will be mentoring Lola. And I think I may have Dillon mentor the two shapeshifters. Since Leo can't replicate those three abilities. ^^ The rest, he will mentor though. So just thought I'd let everyone know. │

[111misc]

Lola had backed up against one of the walls as more people filed into the lobby area. She had just enough time to dart her dark eyes towards the three older ones who had stood there when she'd come in before one of them, a man with a hard jaw and dark hair, collapsed onto the floor. It made her flinch, despite the strange feeling of contentedness that was overwhelming her at the moment. If this guy hadn't crashed to the floor, Lola would have been smiling brightly and introducing herself, she was sure of it.
But he was on the ground, and right before he had collapsed, he had mumbled something inaudible to Lola, to the other, older man. He looked to be in a lot of pain. Her brow pushed together, the naturally red headed girl swallowed something in her throat, mostly nerves. Because the way he had fainted, how he was dragged out of the room, and how no one even noticed, practically, was all very nerve-wracking. And all a bit shady, considering this was supposed to be a sort of school. But did these people really care about her? Or just about the dangers she might pose?
It was a question to be answered at another time and place. Because the blond girl, whose bright smile was illuminating, was already engaging conversation with one of the boys. And another pair of people were conversing, as well. A black man walked in, looking confident, and Lola had to blink twice, clearing the strange cloudiness of her vision that always appeared when she saw something that wasn't there. It surrounded the black boy, who seemed to be in his late teens or early twenties, wearing a grey shirt. All Lola could think of was that her head hurt. Kneading her fist into it, the fog vanished, but for no reason she could control, as of yet, and she saw, as if replaying a movie, the man walk in the room, again. The exact same. Wearing a gray shirt and confident, dark skin gleaming. Snatches of the immediate future had long ago ceased to surprise her. She had even learned, over the years, to pick out what the fog felt like. It was hard to notice, like clear smoke, just a slight shimmer in the fabric of reality, but, other then that, her visions felt totally real. She could have thought he was really walking in at first. But of course, he wasn't, as the fog ended, her mind hurt.
That was normally the way it was with Lola's sight. When she was depicting the future, nothing hut her, it was as if she was seeing things as they were, normal, and tangible, and real. It was only once they'd disappeared she felt a metallic scraping in her mind, like the plates of the Earth rubbing together. It hurt when they ended, and her visions had become so out of control lately that Lola felt she was always in pain.
But she didn't know that it was Orion who'd fallen, or that he had her power, or that he was to mentor her. She knew nothing except that she was surrounded in a room of strangers all capable of inhuman things, including herself, and that she had no clue what to do with herself. So, like the old saying goes; stay quiet, and they might think you a fool, open your mouth, and you prove them right. Lola took it to heart and closed her lips tightly, partly because her mind was focused on the dull ringing in her mind, and partly because she was almost positive if she said something, it would make her look and seem like an idiot. She already felt like one most of the time, anyways.
It wasn't from shyness she kept her mouth shut and leaned against the cool wall, though, it was observance and intrigue and almost cleverness. She didn't like putting herself out there, not first, anyway. Lola had found, when she was younger, that it is better to watch and wait then to dive in to something without knowledge or wisdom. Only fools take the leap.
So Lola let her eyes wander. First to the man she'd had a passing vision of, standing by the door, who wasn't really doing much. Then to the blond girl, smiling brightly, who had been in here before Lola had arrived. Her hair was pretty, the red-head conceded, but she couldn't tell what emotions sparkled in her eyes. Next to the dark haired boy, talking with another blond lady, both of whom had the air about them of talking to a stranger for the first time. An itch at Lola's mind reminded her how good-looking the boy was. She turned away quickly. The next person who caught her gaze was another red-haired girl, her head topped with fire engine ginger. A small flicker of contempt edged at Lola, for the girl whose hair color came from a bottle. She always felt a bit smug about that, considering her rusty hair was natural and had been that color since birth. Still, she admitted it was an eye-attracting color, the vivid red, and the girl seemed about as talkative as Lola, at the moment, so maybe they did share more then hair color. The older man, who'd kneeled down when the first boy fell, looked older, and had a quality Lola was yet to possess. Wisdom. Lola could feel it. Curious about everyone, but just as anxious as the shadows of the guard towers fell through the windows, Lola flitted her gaze back to the floor, trying to clear away the wisps of fog that already were starting to permeate her vision once more. She couldn't control their ascent, and like always, with them brought a sense of relief from pain, like a drug. She loved it, but at the same time, there was nothing more frightening to the girl then the fact that she loved it.

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