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Blog URL: http://sardonicrenegades.tumblr.com/ Skype: (ask) Name: Nori

Age: 20

Height: 4’10

Weight: 100 lbs

Orientation: Ambisexual

Gender: Female

Species: Karasu Tengu

Abilities:

Fly

Hide and reveal wings at her own discretion

Change into a crow if she wishes

Likes: Poetry, Flying, The feeling of freedom she gains from being away from her family

Dislikes: Being grounded, being confined by rules and regulations, when people aren’t free to be them self 

Personality: She’s hardheaded but soft of heart and isn’t afraid to put those who deserve it in their place. Shes often very soft spoken and isn’t too keen on intense conversations with strangers but will remain courteous and polite all the same. 

Backstory: Nori was born in a tengu compound on a mountain in japan. She grew up secluded from other yokai, although she eventually make friends with both a bakeneko and an onigumo yokai. She suffered a betrayal at the hands, or claws, of the bakeneko and continues to carry the scars from her first friend. Because of that betrayal she was kept on a stricter lockdown at the compound and grew a fear of cats.

After years of close watch via the guardians she decided to leave the compound. She was 18 when she finally grew the nerves to leave the clan she had been born into. And spent two years wandering around japan and the world before she found a home with others in spectral.

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Blog URL: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/nairodthemage

Skype: send me a note

Name: Nairod Crosstown

Age: 24

Height: 6"1

Weight: 174 lb

Species: Spacial Mage

Abilities: Barriers, Quick Step, Plasma Blast

Likes: 

○ Cleanliness, romance, fine wines, cheap food, good looking men and the happiness of his loved ones

Dislikes:

● Messes, people more aggornat then him, being caught in a lie, showing weakness, cheap wines

Personality:

He is romantic, sweet, caring, and smart but acts like a total asshole. He has a hard time expressing how he feels and often goes in the opposite direction and makes others mad at him. If you can see passed the bullshit and ignore the harsh words and theft. He is a sweet heart hoping for true acceptance.

Backstory:

Nai had a decent upbringing, rich parents, a French maid who raised him, plenty of school to keep him busy. It was a few years for him to realize the other kids didn’t like how rich he was or that he often spoke French and had a slight accent, making him stay at home. He stayed with the maid, Simone, we’re he followed her around, helped her clean, and spoke to her in his first language, French. Years later he started to party and make bad decisions with one of his sports teams and ended up getting drunk with a guy. One things leads to another, yada yada and he much prefers men. Which made his parents plan to marry their son off to a rich air head heiress go to shit. After a ‘friendly’ talk with his family he was cut of financially and set to and corner of the world (or not) where no one would know his mistakes or link him to his parents. There he met his now ex, Rishi, and lives in a one room apartment where he stuffed as many of his item into cheap furniture.

Misc:

♢ Works at a jewelry shop, speaks conversational Russian, prefers French over English and Russian, loves studying magic and making potions but is very secretive about it for unknown reasons

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❝...what...? Fight me, punk 1v1 me right here right now❞

Blog URL: B^)

Skype: ask please, dearie~

Name: Sibyl Kennicot 

Nickname(s): Kenny "Do NOT call me Kenny"

Age: 18 (so young)

Birthday: February 18

Height: 4'8

Weight: 71 lbs (hollow bones and very light for flight)

Orientation: Biromantic / Asexual

Gender: Female

Species: Nocturnal Harpy / Bat Harpy

Home: Ververg / trying to get a proper home

Abilities

Flight - she can fly

Hypersensitive hearing - echolocation without the constant click sounds / pretty much sees with her ears

Habits:

Biting her bottom lip

Getting herself into trouble

Not getting enough sleep

Likes

❤ Pranks | Arts and Crafts | Creepy Places | Sweets | "Battle Scars" | Solving Mysteries | Flying | Tall People | Street Art | Hugs ❤

Dislikes

💔 Being Underestimated | Death | Being Alone | Being Bored | Snotty People | Her Crooked Teeth | Cold Weather | Tomatoes 💔

Personality

✔ Productive | Creative | Determined | Honest | Loyal ✔

✘ Super Self-Conscious | Lonely | Impulsive | Curt | Childish ✘

Misc. Facts

Has a notch in her left ear

Awfully fragile

Legally blind but can't really afford glasses

Views Theophilus Valentine as a big brother

Back Story

▼Kenny Sibyl has been alone pretty much her entire life. Being from a family of the bat variety of harpies, she was born independent and great things were expected from her.

However, she turned out to be the runt of the liter. Not only was she small, but the poor girl suffered horrible eyesight to the point of being legally blind. She was weak and couldn't preform to the high levels of her many brothers and sisters, so her parents focused on their more successful kin.

Contrary to what you might expect, Sibyl didn't think any less of her parents for this. She blamed herself and ran away at a young age, hoping to start a life in a different way and make her parents proud. 

Lo and behold her abilities were hindered everywhere else she tried. Countless jobs were failed and short-lived and she hardly had enough money to keep herself going. With a heavy heart, she knew she had failed her family. She tried hunting bugs and small critters for meals, but it broke her heart to eat the cute, innocent creatures. She then resorted to petty theft and stole food.

Not being able to afford a home for herself, Sibyl flew to an old clock tower on the outskirts of Ververg and settled in its grand structure.

Becoming increasingly lonelier each day, Sibyl relied on her imagination to keep her company. She gathered pieces and parts and built herself a friend. She talked and played games with the friend despite knowing he would never be able to respond...

Or would he?

One cold and lonely night, "Theophilus Valentine" as she called him, gained consciousness. Sibyl thought she had lost her mind completely and the creation seemed just as surprised as she was. 

It turns out that a wondering spirit of a recently passed being had been drawn to the vessel and claimed it as it's new body.

And that's where everything started to get better. ▲

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Sorry for the length ; v ; 

I hope you like by babu! Sorry for any future disputes with her hhh

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Name: Rishi

Age: 22

Standard Height: 6'2"

Weight: 190 lbs

Species: rakshasa

Abilities: power of illusion

Likes:

raw steaks | beach days | swimming | cooking | fancy coffee | drum'n'bass

Dislikes:

solitiude | injections | birds, especially in large flocks | formal clothes | chalk dust  

Personality:

Rishi was born as third of five sons and seventh child of madame Dipali. Together with most of siblings and multiple aunts, uncles, cousins lives in big, ornate villa on less poshy end of Luna Vale. Mother rules the pack with iron hand and all her children have to help in her restaurant as well they can.

Trickster, prankster, in the long run annoying, Rishi is usually easygoing and fun to hang out with. Pathological liar, can create illusions to fool the others. Has nasty habit to pinch small and not necesarilly valuable objects now and then - it seems to happen pretty spontaneous and may or may not be symptom of kleptomania… or maybe it’s just effect of sharing room with three other brothers, who constantly borrow each other’s stuff without asking first.

As a student, Rishi is lazy, so very lazy, the school is too boring to pay attention and teachers talk too much. Couldn’t the lecture have form of cartoon instead? If not the fear of mother’s anger, he would skip the classes daily. Time before exams is a puddle pain and hectic looking for someone, who’s got neat and complete notes.

Backstory:

As long he remembered, Rishi was surrounded by a loud group of kids - brothers, sisters, more distant relatives, so many of them. The faces were constantly changing - people were passing away, moving in or moving out but  the large house was always full. Any grown-up relative  who had time at the moment could take care of the kids and when everybody was busy, kids were getting along on their own. There weren’t many constant things in Rishi’s life, and not many rules except “Obey the mother”. Till the end of elementary school Rishi had lot of freedom. Dipali couldn’t care less about his grades as long he was getting passed from class to class. He wasn’t given much tasks and could spend most time playing or laying about. With time he  started to help in the restaurant - first as cleaner, then as waiter. Carying plates wasn’t very fun, and for lack of enthusiasm Rishi got degraded to a kitchen helper. Surprisingly enough - most of all for himself - he actually enjoyed the change. The crazy fuss in the kitchen was similiar to noisy group, he was growing in and the cooking was magic. Soon he started to play with the thought about becoming chef, or at least one of the cooks, but his skills weren’t enough and dreamjobs were taken by more tallented sisters and brothers. Rishi’s future had already been planned years ago. Dipali sent him to best college in town to study marketing and management and help family business grow.

Misc:

he doesn’t have any favourite brother or sister, ranking constantly changes.

can burp out entire Wonderwall when he gets enough soda

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Name: Rishi

Age: 22

Standard Height: 6'2"

Weight: 190 lbs

Species: rakshasa

Abilities: power of illusion

Likes:

raw steaks | beach days | swimming | cooking | fancy coffee | drum'n'bass

Dislikes:

solitiude | injections | birds, especially in large flocks | formal clothes | chalk dust  

Personality:

Rishi was born as third of five sons and seventh child of madame Dipali. Together with most of siblings and multiple aunts, uncles, cousins lives in big, ornate villa on less poshy end of Luna Vale. Mother rules the pack with iron hand and all her children have to help in her restaurant as well they can.

Trickster, prankster, in the long run annoying, Rishi is usually easygoing and fun to hang out with. Pathological liar, can create illusions to fool the others. Has nasty habit to pinch small and not necesarilly valuable objects now and then - it seems to happen pretty spontaneous and may or may not be symptom of kleptomania... or maybe it’s just effect of sharing room with three other brothers, who constantly borrow each other’s stuff without asking first.

As a student, Rishi is lazy, so very lazy, the school is too boring to pay attention and teachers talk too much. Couldn’t the lecture have form of cartoon instead? If not the fear of mother’s anger, he would skip the classes daily. Time before exams is a puddle pain and hectic looking for someone, who’s got neat and complete notes.

Backstory:

As long he remembered, Rishi was surrounded by a loud group of kids - brothers, sisters, more distant relatives, so many of them. The faces were constantly changing - people were passing away, moving in or moving out but  the large house was always full. Any grown-up relative  who had time at the moment could take care of the kids and when everybody was busy, kids were getting along on their own. There weren’t many constant things in Rishi’s life, and not many rules except “Obey the mother”. Till the end of elementary school Rishi had lot of freedom. Dipali couldn’t care less about his grades as long he was getting passed from class to class. He wasn’t given much tasks and could spend most time playing or laying about. With time he  started to help in the restaurant - first as cleaner, then as waiter. Carying plates wasn’t very fun, and for lack of enthusiasm Rishi got degraded to a kitchen helper. Surprisingly enough - most of all for himself - he actually enjoyed the change. The crazy fuss in the kitchen was similiar to noisy group, he was growing in and the cooking was magic. Soon he started to play with the thought about becoming chef, or at least one of the cooks, but his skills weren’t enough and dreamjobs were taken by more tallented sisters and brothers. Rishi’s future had already been planned years ago. Dipali sent him to best college in town to study marketing and management and help family business grow.

Misc:

he doesn’t have any favourite brother or sister, ranking constantly changes.

can burp out entire Wonderwall when he gets enough soda

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Name of Business: Snake Eyes tattoo Parlour

Owner: Mill Smith

Location: Twilight Keep

Type of Business: Tattoo & Body Mod Parlour

Bio: It is a small fronted tattoo and body mod parlour. You can go in and book appointments for just about anything, from large back pieces to just an ear lobe piercing. Mill your fully qualified and fully covered body modification expert who will try and make you’re having the comfortable experience you can.  

Hiring?: Yes (please message me your application if your interested)

Currently Employed: Mill Smith

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Blog URL: Here

Name: Mill (Millie) Smith

Age: 22

Height: 5 “9 (when standing at human height does not include full tail) 

Gender: Female

Species: Lamia

Orientation: Everybody! 

Abilties: 

- Constriction: Due to half of her body being intense muscle she can constrict and break/bend/snap almost anything. These muscles also help her to climb to high places, slither quickly and coil up to strike and jump.

- Heightened Senses: When Mill sticks her tongue (she only does this hen she feels she is in danger) she is able to taste the air and sense is anyone is coming near her. These heightened senses are also found in her lower body as she can pick up on vibrations on the floor making her aware of the movement in her surroundings. 

- Snake Tongue: She is fluent in the old snake tongue, a language that is found in her species and is variated for other reptilian species. If she find another that can speak it, she will immediately start babbling away and she loves her native language. 

Likes: Tattoos, Piercings, Warm, Steak, Pint of Stella.

Dislikes: Cocktails, Squares, Cold, Racists, Current Pop Music.

Personality: Though her piercings, tattoos and shaved head can be intimidating Mill does not fall into the stereotypical nazi, racist, Skin Head. She is a more placid python with good intentions. When she isn’t working on her art portfolio or tattooing/piercing a customer she is down the pub having a pint of her favourite brew and having a laugh. Do not mistake her for ‘one of the lads’ as she can have her moments of ‘girl-ness’. Not wanting to conform to the norm she likes to be experimental in her looks and admires anyone else who does so. A proper lass through and through, she is a loyal friend who is up for a laugh.

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Blog URL: http://sardonicrenegades.tumblr.com/

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Name: Seren

Age: Unknown, primordial being

Height: 5’7”

Weight: 125lbs

Orientation: ?????

Gender: ??? Female appearance

Species: ??? No one even knows anymore (She is a star bearer, she is a dying race)

Abilities:

Control over space

Breathes life into the stars

Knows magic

Likes: Night, Stargazing, Moon Lillies, Planting nocturnal flowers, nocturnal animals

Dislikes: Day, Sun/Heat, marigolds

Personality: Although she’s not a fan of people and tends to stay secluded she is a gentle soul. She has the stars in her eyes and her heart and will do her best to share her stars with others. Seren has a tendency to be forgetful though.

Backstory: Seren was born with the birth of a star, as a young starbearer she learned how to connect with the universe and care for the stars. She’s lived many millennia and has seen the rise and fall of civilizations. After many centuries she watched as her family and race began dying out, slowly turning into a rare race of just a few starbearers. After centuries of wandering and changing shapes she finally decided to settle down in spectral.