Speak’s Characters

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❝Ｆｒｅｅ ｂｉｒｄ ｆｌｙ
ｔａｋｅ ｙｏｕｒ ｂｒｏｋｅｎ ｗｉｎｇｓ ａｎｄ ｌｅａｒｎ
ｔｏ ｆｌｙ ｆｒｅｅ ｂｉｒｄ
ｆｌｙ ｔａｋｅ ｔｈｉｓ
ｂｒｏｋｅｎ ｗｏｒｌｄ ａｎｄ ｍａｋｅ ｉｔ ｒｉｇｈｔ
ｔａｋｅ ｙｏｕｒ ｂｒｏｋｅｎ ｗｉｎｇｓ ａｎｄ ｆｌｙ
ｔａｋｅ ｔｈｉｓ ｂｒｏｋｅｎ ｗｏｒｌｄ ａｎｄ ｍａｋｅ ｉｔ ｒｉｇｈｔ❞

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ᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
amber
ᶳᵘʳᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
granville
ᵃᵍᵉ:
nineteen
ᵍᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ:
female
ᵗʳᵃᶤᵗˢ:
quiet, stubborn, challenging,
responsible, independent,
and solitary
ᵖᵒʷᵉʳ:
bone knitting
ʰᵃᶤʳ:
copper
ᵉʸᵉˢ:
steel-blue
ˢᵏᶤᶰ:
pale
ᵇᵘᶤˡᵈ:
slender
ᶜʳᵘˢʰ:
none
ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈˢ:
none
ᵉᶰᵉᵐᶤᵉˢ:
none

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Amber was born in Independence, Missouri to a woman by the name of Diane Granville, a woman unbound from any sense of responsibility or doubt. It was her mother's wild spirit that brought both of them to Independence, Diane felt smothered in the small town of Morrigan and so in the hopes of living her dreams she left Morrigan and began travelling across the states. It was only because of her pregnancy that Diane ever stopped in Independence to raise her baby girl, Amber Granville.
From the time she was very young Amber was often by herself, her mother usually either working hard as a waitress or off on one of her many escapades with her almost constantly new boyfriends. While perhaps not the perfect mother, when Diane tried she tried very hard and they did share a few good memories together of days devoted to just girls time. At times it seemed that there roles at home where perplexingly reversed with Amber taking on more and more of the household chores and even managing some of the financial needs that were always circling overhead.
At fifteen years old Amber and her mother had become friends more than mother and daughter

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ᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
shizuka
ᶰᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
shizu
ᶳᵘʳᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
tsukino
ᵃᵍᵉ:
sixteen
ᵍᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ:
female
ᵗʳᵃᶤᵗˢ:
kind, protective,
alert, cautious,
withdrawn, abrupt,
closed off, un-Trusting
ᶳᵖᵉᶜᶤᵃˡᶤᵗʸ:
earth magic, healing magic
ʷᵉᵃᵏᶰᵉᶳᶳ:
water magic, shadow manipulation

ʰᵃᶤʳ:
brown-mocha
ᵉʸᵉˢ:
dark brown
ˢᵏᶤᶰ:
fair
ʰᵉᶤᵍʰᵗ:
5'3"
ᵇᵘᶤˡᵈ:
slender
ᶜʳᵘˢʰ:
-
ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈˢ:
the loyal & the quiet
ᵉᶰᵉᵐᶤᵉˢ:
the arrogant, the class clown,
& the perfectionist

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❝ｗｅ ｇｏ ｈｉｄｅａｗａｙ ｉｎ ｄａｙｌｉｇｈｔ ｗｅ ｇｏ
ｕｎｄｅｒｃｏｖｅｒ， ｗａｉｔ ｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｓｕｎ ｇｏｔ ａ
ｓｅｃｒｅｔ ｓｉｄｅ ｉｎ
ｐｌａｉｎ ｓｉｇｈｔ ｗｈｅｒｅ ｔｈｅ ｓｔｒｅｅｔｓ ａｒｅ
ｅｍｐｔｙ ｔｈａｔ＇ｓ
ｗｈｅｒｅ ｗｅ ｒｕｎ ｅｖｅｒｙｄａｙ ｐｅｏｐｌｅ ｄｏ
ｅｖｅｒｙｄａｙ ｔｈｉｎｇｓ
ｂｕｔ Ｉ ｃａｎ＇ｔ ｂｅ ｏｎｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅｍ Ｉ ｋｎｏｗ ｙｏｕ ｈｅａｒ ｍｅ ｎｏｗ ｗｅ ａｒｅ ａ ｄｉｆｆｅｒｅｎｔ ｋｉｎｄ
ｗｅ ｃａｎ ｄｏ
ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ❞

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ᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
serenity
ᶳᵘʳᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
rhodes
ᵃᵍᵉ:
nineteen
ᵍᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ:
female
ᶳᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉᶳ:
werewolf
ᶰᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰᵃˡᶤᵗʸ:
canadian
ᵗʳᵃᶤᵗˢ:
quiet, stubborn, challenging,
responsible, independent,
observant and solitary
ʰᵃᶤʳ:
dark brown
ᵉʸᵉˢ:
hazel brown
ˢᵏᶤᶰ:
pale
ᵇᵘᶤˡᵈ:
athletic
ᶜʳᵘˢʰ:
none
ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈˢ:
none
ᵉᶰᵉᵐᶤᵉˢ:
none

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face claim: summer glau

Born into this world as a normal everyday human it wasn't until her eighth birthday that Serenity was forever cast from the realm of normalcy. It was fairly late at night and a fairly common scene, a small girl and her parents stargazing in the backyard when a monstrous black horror came upon them. A rouge werewolf inexperienced and young attacked the family, his bloodlust only sated when the city's pack stopped him forever. The only one to survive was the small eight year old with a large bite mark on her right shoulder, by all rights she should have died that night but instead she changed. With no choice but to take her in as a new member, feeling responsible for her situation the alpha, Dunstan Rhodes, raised her as his daughter teaching her to control the wolf within and the meaning of being in a pack. With her family made of well over twenty werewolves and all well over twenty-five years old it was difficult for Serenity to meet any friends her age. Rather than playing tag at the park Serenity was learning to fight, to defend herself in both forms using teeth and claw, fist and knife. By thirteen the small werewolf had excellent control of her shifts and with her natural speed and strength she could easily squash a full grown mortal man, it was then that Serenity was finally allowed to go to a public school. Up until then Serenity had been home schooled to ensure that their secret was kept but now that she could control her shift Dunstan thought it would be better for Serenity to learn to blend into mortal society sooner rather than later. It was then that Serenity realized how different she was, true to blend in was easy all you had to do was follow but when it came to talking and relating to them that was where Serenity had trouble. She'd grown up too fast for her own good and it was showing, keeping to herself outside of her pack Serenity at school was often very quiet, seemingly withdrawn with her nose in a book or plugged into her music Serenity was always watching the swirl of events that occurred around her. For five years this was how she lived her life, trying to balance her school life and her pack life was difficult and almost constantly tiring. When she finally graduated Serenity committed to her pack full time rising quickly through the ranks her strength, intelligence, and quiet observations making her one of the most trusted members of the pack.

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ᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
shizuka
ᶰᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
blank
ᶳᵘʳᶰᵃᵐᵉ:
blank
ᵃᵍᵉ:
seventeen
ᵍᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ:
female
ᵗʳᵃᶤᵗˢ:
kind, protective,
alert, cautious,
withdrawn, abrupt,
closed off, un-Trusting
ᶳᵖᵉᶜᶤᵃˡᶤᵗʸ:
pick pocket, self defence,
lock pick, & lying

ᶰᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰᵃˡᶤᵗʸ:
irish
ʰᵃᶤʳ:
dirt blonde
ᵉʸᵉˢ:
pale blue
ˢᵏᶤᶰ:
fair
ʰᵉᶤᵍʰᵗ:
5'3"
ᵇᵘᶤˡᵈ:
slender
ᶜʳᵘˢʰ:
-
ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈˢ:
blank
ᵉᶰᵉᵐᶤᵉˢ:
blank

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❝ｉｆ Ｉ ｎｅｅｄｅｄ
ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ ｔｏ
ｃｏｎｔｒｏｌ ｍｅ ｉｆ Ｉ
ｎｅｅｄｅｄ ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ ｔｏ ｐｕｓｈ ｍｅ ａｒｏｕｎｄ Ｉ
ｗｏｕｌｄ ｃｈａｎｇｅ ｍｙ
ｄｉｒｅｃｔｉｏｎ ａｎｄ
ｓａｖｅ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ
ｂｅｆｏｒｅ Ｉ ｄｒｏｗｎ❞

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ｎａｍｅ： serenity rhodes
ａｇｅ： eighteen
ｄａｔｅ ｏｆ ｂｉｒｔｈ： july third
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： female
ｎａｔｉｏｎａｌｉｔｙ： canadian
ｈａｉｒ： brown
ｅｙｅｓ： brown
ｓｋｉｎ： olive
ｈｅｉｇｈｔ： 5’5”
ｂｕｉｌｄ： athletic
ｔｒａｉｔｓ：independent, strong, serious, stubborn,
aggressive, volatile

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Serenity growing up was often alone forcing her
to become strong and independent. Raised in a
single parent home she often needed to look
after herself maturing the small girl well
beyond her age and creating a great disparity
between her and the other children her age.
Her strength and independent spirit matched
only by her volatile anger that will rear it's head
at some of the most unexpected times. A wrong
word or lack there of can send the brunette
into a hole of anger and resentment that has
built up slowly over time creating what some
people call a human version of the tasmanian
devil.

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❝ｇｒｅｅｎ ｆｉｎｃｈ ａｎｄ
ｌｉｎｎｅｔ ｂｉｒｄ，
ｎｉｇｈｔｉｎｇａｌｅ，
ｂｌａｃｋｂｉｒｄ ｈｏｗ ｉｓ
ｉｔ ｙｏｕ ｓｉｎｇ？ ｈｏｗ
ｃａｎ ｙｏｕ ｊｕｂｉｌａｔｅ
ｓｉｔｔｉｎｇ ｉｎ ｃａｇｅｓ
ｎｅｖｅｒ ｔａｋｉｎｇ
ｗｉｎｇ？ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｙ ｗａｉｔｓ
ｂｅｃｋｏｎｉｎｇ，
ｂｅｃｋｏｎｉｎｇ ｊｕｓｔ
ｂｅｙｏｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｂａｒｓ
ｈｏｗ ｃａｎ ｙｏｕ ｒｅｍａｉｎ ｓｔａｒｉｎｇ ａｔ ｔｈｅ
ｒａｉｎ ｈａｒｄｅｎｅｄ ｂｙ
ｔｈｅ ｓｔａｒｓ？ ｈｏｗ ｉｓ ｉｔ ｙｏｕ ｓｉｎｇ
ａｎｙｔｈｉｎｇ？ ｈｏｗ ｉｓ
ｉｔ ｙｏｕ ｓｉｎｇ？❞

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ｎａｍｅ： rosalind astra kinsley
ａｇｅ： nineteen
ｇｒａｃｅ： song
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： female
ｈａｉｒ： dirty blonde
ｅｙｅｓ： right- green and left- ivory
ｓｋｉｎ： pale
ｈｅｉｇｈｔ： 5’3”
ｂｕｉｌｄ： slender
ｔｒａｉｔｓ：kind, protective, alert, cautious,
withdrawn, abrupt, independent

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never knowing her true origins Rosalind grew up as
many children did in an orphanage awaiting the
manifestation of her grace. At the age of seven it
was discovered that with her voice the simplest of
childhood songs became utterly enchanting. Taken
to the court as an entertainer at twelve Rosalind
lives in fear of being given away to one of the
neighbouring countries. Relying on only herself
the nineteen year old navigates the dangers of the
court giving her a different kind of strength. The
constant lies and manipulations however have
created within her a cynicism that cannot be
underestimated.

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❝ｈｅａｒ ｔｈｅｓｅ
ｗｏｒｄｓ， ｈｅａｒ ｔｈｅｓｅ ｃｒｉｅｓ， ｓｐｉｒｉｔ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｏｔｈｅｒ
ｓｉｄｅ， ｃｏｍｅ
ｔｏ ｍｅ ｗｈｏ
ｃａｌｌｓ ｙｏｕ
ｈｅｒｅ， ｃｒｏｓｓ ｎｏｗ ｔｈｅ
ｇｒｅａｔ
ｄｉｖｉｎｅ❞

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❝Ｉｔ ｍａｔｔｅｒｓ ｎｏｔ ｈｏｗ ｓｔｒａｉｔ
ｔｈｅ ｇａｔｅ， ｈｏｗ ｃｈａｒｇｅｄ ｗｉｔｈ
ｐｕｎｉｓｈｍｅｎｔｓ ｔｈｅ ｓｃｒｏｌｌ， Ｉ ａｍ ｔｈｅ ｍａｓｔｅｒ ｏｆ ｍｙ ｆａｔｅ： Ｉ ａｍ
ｔｈｅ ｃａｐｔａｉｎ ｏｆ ｍｙ ｓｏｕｌ．❞

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From the moment you were 'born' your fate has been sealed. You were never truly born rather you were created through leading-edge genetic engineering technology, in laymen's terms you are a clone, not just any clone though you are the clone of a famous historical figure. From emperors to inventors, scientists to singers, all and more can be found tucked away in a private boarding school. For many years the scientists kept what they had achieved a secret until they could find a way to ease the public into accepting their creations. For the most part many people were amazed, blinded by the possibilities they never stopped to consider the consequences of pursuing such sciences or the pressures their expectations placed upon the clones.
A year after this news came out Woodcrest Academy has opened it's doors to the public, allowing non-clones to come through it's illustrious doors and study with the great minds of past ages and hopefully future ones. This mixture of clones and non-clones will undoubtedly lead to conflicts and one in particular that may have been unseen.What if a clone no longer wants to pursue what they were meant to? Can they change their fates and walk a different path than that of their forebearer's?

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❝ｔｈｅｒｅ＇ｓ ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ ｗｏｒｌｄ ｉｎｓｉｄｅ ｏｆ ｍｅ ｔｈａｔ ｙｏｕ
ｍａｙ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｓｅｅ， ｔｈｅｒｅ＇ｓ
ｓｅｃｒｅｔｓ ｉｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｌｉｆｅ
ｔｈａｔ Ｉ ｃａｎ＇ｔ ｈｉｄｅ． ｗｅｌｌ， ｓｏｍｅｗｈｅｒｅ ｉｎ ｔｈｉｓ
ｄａｒｋｎｅｓｓ， ｔｈｅｒｅ＇ｓ ａ
ｌｉｇｈｔ ｔｈａｔ Ｉ ｃａｎ＇ｔ ｆｉｎｄ ｍａｙｂｅ ｉｔ＇ｓ ｔｏｏ ｆａｒ ａｗａｙ， ｍａｙｂｅ Ｉ＇ｍ ｊｕｓｔ ｂｌｉｎｄ❞

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ｎａｍｅ： florence nightingale
ａｇｅ： seventeen
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： female
ｏｒｉｇｉｎａｌ： florence nightingale
ｈａｉｒ： brown
ｅｙｅｓ： brown
ｓｋｉｎ： olive
ｈｅｉｇｈｔ： 5’6”
ｂｕｉｌｄ： athletic
ｔｒａｉｔｓ：kind, protective, alert, quiet, stubborn,
challenging, responsible, independent, observant and
solitary

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face claim: lily collins

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From the moment she was created Florence has
been raised to pursue a life in the field of
medicine and care. Just like her predecessor
she has grown up with a kind and protective
streak which for the scientists translates into a
success. Excelling in her studies, Florence even
helps out in the school's nurses office after
classes on certain days all in her attempt to
connect with her original. One of her greatest
fears being that she won't be able to live up to
her originals achievements Florence has decided
to abandon any superfluous interests she may have.
After all she has only one true calling...

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❝ｆｅａｒ ｎｏｔ ｔｈｉｓ ｎｉｇｈｔ， ｙｏｕ ｗｉｌｌ ｎｏｔ ｇｏ
ａｓｔｒａｙｔｈｏｕｇｈ
ｓｈａｄｏｗｓ ｆａｌｌ， ｓｔｉｌｌ ｔｈｅ ｓｔａｒｓ ｆｉｎｄ ｔｈｅｉｒ ｗａｙ ａｎｄ ｙｏｕ ｃａｎ
ａｌｗａｙｓ ｂｅ ｓｔｒｏｎｇ
ｌｉｆｔ ｙｏｕｒ ｖｏｉｃｅ，
ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｆｉｒｓｔ ｌｉｇｈｔ ｏｆ ｄａｗｎ ｄａｗｎ ｉｓ ｊｕｓｔ ａ ｈｅａｒｔｂｅａｔ ａｗａｙ
ｈｏｐｅ＇ｓ ｊｕｓｔ ａ
ｓｕｎｒｉｓｅ ａｗａｙ❞

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ｎａｍｅ： laelia meadows
ａｇｅ： eighteen
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： female
gaurdian： unicorn named serenity
occupation： minstrel
ｈａｉｒ： red
ｅｙｅｓ： green
ｓｋｉｎ： pale
ｈｅｉｇｈｔ： 5’6”
ｂｕｉｌｄ： slender
ｆａｍｉｌｙ： william meadows & ava meadows
ｔｒａｉｔｓ：observant, curious, restrained,
protective, challenging, stubborn, intelligent

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Raised away from the hustle and bustle of the
capitol Laelia was instead raised in a small
city near the border of the kingdom. Her
father a now retired knight of the realm had
left the capitol with her mother years earlier
wishing to enjoy his later years in the peace
and quiet of the country. In the comfort of a
small cottage Laelia's father taught her to read,
write and even a little bit of the art of the
sword, while her mother instilled in her the
art of cooking and sewing. It wasn't until her
eighth year in this world however that she
found her true passion, music. A traveling
minstrel had come to town for a harvest
festival and listening to his songs of far-off
places, ancient struggles, and love lost and
found was for the small girl the most magical
thing she had ever seen. From that point
forward Laelia lived and breathed the world
of music going so far as to learn to make her
own instruments. At twelve the girl
demonstrated such talent that her parents
allowed her to apprentice with a minstrel who,
impressed by her passion and talent had
already agreed to the proposition. For five
years Laelia accompanied Gabriel on his
travels all throughout the kingdom, learning
from him the art of the citern, flute, fiddle as
well as how to evoke emotions with words. As
the years passed Laelia slowly mastered her
craft and after gaining Gabriels' approval she
returned to her village as a traveling minstrel.
When she returned home however Laelia was
shocked to find only her father sitting in his
customary spot near the fire. It turned out
that three months ago her mother had fallen
victim to a blood sickness and had passed
away only a few days ago. Devastated by this
news Laelia didn't know what to do, she
couldn't leave her father in the state that he
was in now and so she stayed caring for her
heartbroken father until he to passed away
from grief only seven months later. Now truly
on her own Laelia left her remote village and
set out once again with only her guardian
Serenity and a few hand carved instruments.
Travelling to the capital this grand city is
where she has found her niche preforming for
the nobility at court bringing them joy with her
music.

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face claim: celia pavey