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Post by Trick on Oct 14, 2012 13:45:17 GMT -5
The children's laughter died down as the night slowly settled. The flicker of candle light died out as the wind ran through the room. The children shuddered visibly as the door clicked shut, all eyes watching the light fade from the door frame. The children would not sleep tonight, or any other night. The demons were coming every other night it seemed, taking away the children.
Outside the walls of the orphanage, families were being slaughtered in a massacre. This small town in England had no mercy in it any longer. Everything was falling apart at the seams. Inside the orphanage walls, demons were taking children through a mirror, killing them slowly. Some children tried to stop their friends, but as soon as they'd get to the mirror, they'd faint and be taken back to their room.
This place is not home, it is not safe. However, these children would rather die here than die outside. Now it is your turn, to witness the darkness inside this orphanage. This orphanage they call Merriweather Orphanage. It won't be much longer now until the children are all gone.
P l o t .
You are an orphan. Your parents either left you behind escaping the town or they were killed in the massacre.
You have no living kin unless they are a brother or sister who came to the orphanage with you.
You could bring one item with you here, chose wisely.
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Post by Trick on Oct 14, 2012 13:45:27 GMT -5
 Full Name:ErebusAliases:Ere
Disparity, Dis (Not used outside of this form in this Roleplay unless I make a mistake)Gender:MaleAge:16 YearsAppearance:See Image.Item They Brought:He brought a sword.Personality:Disparity has a cold, sarcastic personality. He tends to get bored in an instant and will ignore everything around him. He is protective of his heart and won't let anyone near in fear of being betrayed again. He will lash out and then go off and hide. Sure, he sounds negative, but that's because he really is.
Disparity has no hope for the future. He may come off depressing, but he also is loyal and will fight on the same side as someone with the same views. Unlike others, he will make his opinion known, even if that's not what needs to be heard. He is sharp-witted, intelligent, and slightly insane. He knows no boundary between right and wrong, he just does what he wants and leaves it at that.History:If he told anyone about it, he'd skin them alive. He does not wish to speak about any of it.Siblings:Yonger sister was murdered.Sexual Orientation:Bisexual, Male Preference.Crush:. . . Kidding, right?Boyfriend or Girlfriend:. . . Still Kidding, right?Theme Song:Other:He will kill everyone in the world who annoys him. |
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Post by Lucian on Oct 14, 2012 14:33:52 GMT -5
 Full Name: Grigori Makiriy Ivanov
Aliases: Makiriy. Don't call him Grigori if you want to live.
Gender:Male.
Age:Seventeen
Item They Brought: A small silver pocket knife with elaborate engravings on it. The blade is flecked with brown specks that look suspiciously like blood.
Personality: Unlike most people, Makiriy doesn't have a stable personality and finds it impossible to control his moods. Sometimes, he is incredibly happy, and then an hour or two later, he will be ready to jump off of a bridge. This rapid mood change scares quite a few people who don't know him very well, but, more importantly, it also terrifies Makiriy. He always feels incredibly guilty right after whenever he felt really angry and upset, always worrying that he was mean to someone who he liked. Because of this, Makiriy doesn't allow himself to have close relationships with anyone. He is often severely depressed, and handles this by self-harming. During the few times when he is actually happy, Makiriy can be an incredibly friendly, caring guy. It's just that it's fairly uncommon for him to be happy, at least for long periods of time, so he is often perceived as a rather mean man.
History: Makiriy's life started out decently. He was born into a wealthy family, and always got whatever he wanted. Things got a little bit worse when, after weeks of him not being able to settle into a single mood for longer than an hour, his parents sent him to a counselor and he was diagnosed with BPD. Everyone he knew began to treat him like he was made of glass, something Makiriy certainly did not like.
His parents were killed in the massacre when he was fourteen, and he has been living at the orphanage ever since. Life there hasn't been particularly easy for Makiriy, due to his poor mental health and the fact that he isn't exactly getting five star treatment.
Siblings: None
Sexual Orientation:Homosexual, but currently closer to asexual purely due to his dislike of getting close to people.
Crush: Open
Boyfriend or Girlfriend: None
Theme Song: Verrueckt - Eisbrecher
Other: He has severe Borderline-Personality Disorder (BPD), and therefore his moods change very, very quickly. He struggles with self-harm, anorexic tendencies, and suicidal tendencies.
 Full Name: Kazuki Takenaka
Aliases: Kazuki, Kazu, Kiki (Only use this if you have a death wish)
Gender: Male
Age: Seventeen
Appearance: Kazuki is a tall, thin male who is obviously a punk. He stands at 5'11" in height, so he is around the same height or taller than most people. His skin is a light tan colour, although it can be darker, depending on the season and how much time he spends outside. It is completely covered in assorted tattoos; most of which he will not explain the meanings of. Kazuki's hair is fairly long, reaching his shoulders in length, and is shaved on the sides of his head. Often, Kazuki will style it as a mohawk or something similar to a mohawk, although sometimes he will pull it back into a ponytail. It is often dyed a rainbow of colours, reds, purples, and blues being his favourites.
Kazuki's build is very muscular, and it is clear that he spends time in the gym. His hands are fairly calloused, especially his fingertips, from him playing guitar nearly 24/7. He likes to wear black fingerless gloves or arm warmers, as well as black muscle shirts or wife-beaters with assorted band logos on them, some occasionally sporting the logo of his band. His pants tend to be skinny jeans that are usually black in colour, although sometimes they are dark gray. In the winter, he'll wear form fitting long sleeved shirts and scarves that match the colour of his hair. He has multiple piercings; three in each ear, two in his lower lip, and one in his right eyebrow
Item They Brought: An acoustic guitar.
Personality: Calm and bold, Kazuki seems to be the picture of self-confidence. Kazuki is the sort of guy who doesn't care anything about other people, and thinks that he is the center of the world. He does what he wants, and doesn't allow others to tell him what to do. One could consider Kazuki a punk, because he really is one. He's rebellious and doesn't care about authority. Kazuki likes stealing, finding it easier than having to actually buy stuff, and has been arrested more than a couple of times for this. He often experiments with drugs and alcohol, although he never does anything serious enough to make it a threat to his life.
Despite his not-completely-appealing qualities, Kazuki can actually be a fairly decent person. Once he finds something he likes, he is devoted to it. Of course, finding something he likes it a rather difficult task. So far, the only things that have been found are singing and playing guitar. Kazuki is almost always singing, and when he's not doing that, he's practicing his guitar. It is rare to see him doing anything that isn't music related. He gets annoyed whenever someone makes a negative comment on his musical talent, and his ego practically explodes if someone makes a positive comment. Because of this, people have learned to not make comments on any music Kazuki plays.
Those who say that Kazuki is happy are sorely mistaken. Kazuki is a very lonely guy, but he'll push away anyone who tries to get close to him. He experiments with drugs as a way of not having to focus on his rather miniscule social life. If someone does try to get close to him, he immediately begins to act arrogant and pushes them away, saying that he has plenty of friends and doesn't need another one. In general, relationships with other people really aren't his sort of thing.
History: Kazuki lived a fairly average life. He was born into a fairly poor family living in a not-so-nice part of town, so, from a young age, he learned how to steal. Throughout his childhood, Kazuki had to deal with always getting second hand clothes. Still, he tried to make all of his clothes his own, and soon developed his punk-like style. At first, Kazuki was teased for his long hair and odd clothes, but after he beat a few kids in fights, people stopped teasing him and just let him be.
His parents fled, leaving him behind, when he was sixteen. At first, he tried to live on his own, but, eventually, authorities found him and brought him to the orphanage. He has been there ever since.
Siblings: None
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Crush: Open
Boyfriend or Girlfriend: None
Theme Song: My True Self - Kaito
Other: He is excellent at singing and playing guitar, but he refuses to perform for anyone.
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Post by Trick on Oct 21, 2012 9:12:27 GMT -5
>@ E r e b u s .
Erebus pulled his hair back. He was a pyromaniac with a fiery determination. He brought a gleaming sword, seemed to be made of glass. It never broke as if it were indestructible. Now, he gripped that sword in his hand tightly. He had unrealistic blue eyes, deep as cobalt blue. His hair was jet black, no issues. An X-shape scar, hidden by his clothes, covered his back. He wore a typical English-styled outfit from the olden days as he fought. A white button-up shirt, black dress pants, and dress shoes.
This young male was determined to fight to protect those he loved. Yet, the threat that hung about him all his years at the orphanage never allowed it to give him a false sense of security like the others. He was a child of the night and sometimes he saw things that he shouldn't have seen. Erebus kept these thoughts to himself. That and his rather depressing past. It wasn't as if no one else had a depressing past but he had no hope for the future. Sighing, he stabbed his sword into the ground and sat beside it.
He had a life short-lived and he wanted it to go on. Immortality was never an option, that was just a myth. Adoption wasn't an option either with the chaos that roamed the city. Times were changing now, Erebus knew that. So, sitting in the lawn, alone, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. With a sigh, he let it out. He enjoyed being alone and would kill anyone who disrupted his tranquility. Or, he would try to.
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