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[requiem-rpg]

General Information

Name: Molly Prewett

Age: 29

Birthday: Up to Player

Gender/Pronouns: Female, she/her

Blood Status: Pureblood

Alliance: Neutral

Job: Up to Player

Availability: Open

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Connections

Fabian Prewett - Younger Brother

Gideon Prewett - Younger Brother

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Eleanor Tomlinson

[requiem-rpg]

General Information

Name: Gilderoy Lockhart

Age: 19

Birthday: Up to player

Gender/Pronouns:  Up to player

Blood Status: Pure-blood

Alliance: Neutral

Job:  Up to Player

Availability: Open

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Connections

Gemima Lockhart - Older Sister

Demelza Lockhart - Older Sister

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Zac Efron

[requiem-rpg]

General Information

Name: Rita Skeeter

Age: 17+

Birthday: 

Gender/Pronouns: 

Blood Status: Half-blood

Alliance: Neutral

Job:

Availbility:

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Anna Sophia Robb

[requiem-rpg]

General Information

Name: Ted Tonks

Age: 20+

Birthday: UTP

Gender/Pronouns: UTP

Blood Status: Muggleborn

Alliance: Neutral

Job: UTP

Availability: Open

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Connections

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Taron Edgarton

[requiem-rpg]

General Information

Name: Tilden Toots

Age: 20+

Birthday: Up to Player

Gender/Pronouns: Up to Player

Blood Status: Halfblood

Alliance: Neutral

Job: Up to Player

Availability: Open

Quick Facts

Up to Player

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Up to Player

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Tyler Posey

[theworld-rp]

Clarice Dunlop • 26 • Amber Heard • Neutral • OPEN/TAKEN

❝I'm surprised I'm still alive.❞

In a nutshell, Clarice is:

✔ Focused → Humble → Alert ✘ Erratic → Hostile → Dishonest

Even when Clarice did talk, it wasn't like anyone believed anything she said, or like the swear words she spat out left and right. She had such a reputation for lying that she might as well have been the girl who cried wolf. Despite, or perhaps in spite of her reputation there were few who knew she was, what she did, or if she had any family. Most suspected there wasn't and Clarice preferred it this way. No one needed to know the background she came from, or why she worked as hard as she did and lied more than a thief. Needless to say she wasn't the most well liked around Demetriou, but when you lied about your own name it was pretty hard to even make friends.

Not that anyone will ever it hear it come out of her mouth, but she was one of a handful of people that grew up outside Demetriou. She actually knew what it was like outside those walls of government propaganda. Clarice didn't have the easiest childhood. On one note, her city in Sector Eight was much more liberal than the hard rules of Demetriou, but in that way, they also had a more hands off approach to the way kids were raised by their parents, which let an alcoholic father beat on his daughter while  her mother sat back and watched, most days even defending him. And when she was finally old enough to realize that she could run, she did--straight into the arms of the Beautification Project. She was twenty three when she made it to Demetriou having jumped from city to city in Sectors Six and Two since she was sixteen. And the first thing they did was send her under the knife. Brain foggy, newly healed, and exceptionally beautiful (like everyone else) Clarice was sent to the streets. Everything was handed to her, a life falling at her feet, and she had to admit, part of it felt nice. Until the accident.

She couldn't tell you what happened. As a basic defense mechanism, her brain has failed to let her remember what happened at all that day and it wasn't like she had any friends to tell her what happened. She was disoriented in the hospital from the recovery. She was light headed all the time from whatever had happened, but most of all she was alert. It wasn't long after that Clarice figured out about the chips, and that for some reason, hers wasn't working. She'd heard the whispers of the resistance from the teenagers around her, and thought they ought to be careful or they'd get themselves killed. She almost considered joining the ranks, but decided against it. No Clarice was going her own path, and if she could help it the government was going down by her hands. But would a lone ranger be able to pull of the feat or would she die trying?

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[theworld-rp]

Temperance Atwell • 20 • Bonnie Wright • Neutral Studen • OPEN/TAKEN

❝You're kind of an idiot, you know.❞

In a nutshell, Temperance is:

✔ Hard-working → Tolerant → Pragmatic ✘ Mistrusting → Unfriendly → Pessimistic

Temperance was nothing short of her namesake, with more self-control than anyone else her age. With her older sister being the "wild child," it gave the younger sister more of a reason to keep her head on straight, but that didn't mean she enjoyed it. There were a few of her classmates that whispered she might be crazy, but they never hurt more than her eardrums. She had never cared what her peers thought of her, only how well she did on her schoolwork. The teasing kept her from making many--if any--friends in school and normally she would just fall into a group with her sister's friends, who held more ideals that were on the same levels as hers, and Temperance enjoyed the conversation. Who was she to question where it came from?

Being the middle child was never easy. Temperance often got heat backfiring from her youngest brother, while at the same time taking blows from Ophelia who paraded back and forth from not being able to stand her to being her best friend. If her own sister couldn't make up her mind about Temperance, then what's to say anyone else could? But it didn't matter, because the younger of the redheads had developed her sense of independence young, and she wanted out much more than Ophelia did, but didn't dare show as much rebellion, and when her older sister left, rumors of the Resistance had been at an all time high and their parents knew where she went, which put Temperance on even more of a pedestal. Not only was she the eldest of their children at home, her twenty-second birthday was approaching with alarming speeds.

Quickly, she found out how difficult it was to be the eldest child at home, and more and more Temperance found her thought invaded by thoughts of moving--no, running--away to something bigger and better. She wasn't sure if the Resistance was necessarily her thing, after all following in the footsteps of an older sister Temperance wasn't even sure liked her sounded like a good idea compared to swimming in a leech infested lake, but that didn't stop her from considering it. There was also the option to go under the knife and until Temperance packed up, she always had the choice to go and live her life normally. She, like anyone else in school, heard the rumors about the Resistance, about how they're nothing but a bunch of starving wanna-be farmers and that wasn't something Temperance didn't want to be a part of--or did she? Would the smell of freedom lure her away from the comforts of home, or would Temperance go under the knife and let nature take its course?

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Ophelia Atwell

Callum Bartlett

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