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Lavinia Asa Lang

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a character in “Farfalle Academey”, as played by Antherius

Description

Name: Lavinia Asa Lang

Gender: Girl

Age: 17

Race: Human

Appearance: Image

Forms: Human

Main Power/skills: Gymnastics, Being able to withstand cold temperatures, playing the fife, hunting with a bow and arrow.

Secondary Power: Sewing.

Personality: Lav is quite the sweet heart. She is out to get everyone's acceptance and will pull all the stops to get what she wants. She's never really had friends and has a hard time trusting others. Although she understands that one needs people to live. So she has become accustom to using others to get what she needs or wants. She has no true intentions of ever telling anyone what she really thinks or feels because she sees this as a sign of weakness and doubt in herself. Whenever Lav is graced with the presence of another, all she can really think about is how she can use that person. This is all due to her many years in the foster system.

When Lav gets mad, she doesn't tell you and acts like everything is fine. Though you may find bugs in your bed and nair in your shampoo. She holds grudges for longer then she can remember the disloyalty. Trying to make peace with Lav is a better idea then playing into her sick game of revenge. This is the only way she knows how to express her anger because this is how adults in her life expressed their anger to her. She is never angered easily though, she has to have her trust broken first which is rare and unlikely to happen since she trusts no one.

Lav has never loved another human being. The fact is, she isn't sure what love is. She believed she felt it once when she had a pet rabbit but the rabbit died and so did any feelings of affection. This makes it very hard for Lav to get jealous over anything. This can sometimes make Lav seem down to earth and trick even more people into believing she is the fake sweetness she portrays herself to be. The only reason she seems normal is because she understand how to socialize and communicate with others. She has the nickname of 'good listener' and 'quite thinker' all because of her seemingly timid manner. Don't let Lavinia fool you otherwise you will just be another one of her playthings.

Fears: Lav fears extreme heat. Her first orphanage was set on fire when she was three. She was trapped in there and the building was about to collapse. She would have died if someone hadn't come in to rescue her. Though she did start the fire. Now Lav can't stand the sight of flames. Even the smallest match will send this girl running in the opposite direction. Lav can't stand people who realize what she really is. Once she finds out that someone knows her true personality, they are on her black list. She fears them because she then believes others will realize who she is as well. So she tries her best to stay away from people who have figured out her devious intentions. Though if they get in the way too much Lav may start perceiving them as someone to get rid of. Lav is deeply bothered by stuffed animals. They remind her of dead animals being sewn up and put together by one of the children in her first orphanage. She tends to stay away from arcades and carnivals because there are always tons of stuffed animals. She will call in sick on any holiday where stuffed animals could be given as a gift. The stuffed animals just remind her of fire only increasing her fear of the stuffed animals.


Weakness: Lav's one true weakness is fire. Just as she fears it, it makes living a normal life near impossible because she refuses to cook, be near a kitchen, fireplace, or any one who is smoking. This leads to her having major set backs in trying to hide who she is which causes another fear to onset. Fire cause Lav to have a panic attack. Her heart begins to pound loudly out of her chest while her palms begin to sweat. Her legs wobble and she collapses on to the floor gasping for breath. Then, she can't feel her heart anymore and can't breath but only for a moment. This is the panic attack Lavinia experiences with even a glimpse of fire.

Likes: Anything cold. Really. She loves cold soups, cold meats, and she really loves cold fresh cut watermelon. Lav has an odd taste for books but she does love reading just about anything, anywhere. She enjoys pools even though she can barely swim. Lav loves the outdoors because it's where she mostly grew up. She is enticed with nature and feels with one when she is outdoors. She likes to play the fife whenever possible. Lavinia's favorite thing to do is gymnastics. She learned how to sew when she was young and acquired an interest in sewing dresses. Lavinia likes to be alone sometimes, just to get her thoughts together and to clear her mind.

Dislikes: She hates fire. Lav can't stand people who try to understand her better then the mask she puts on for everyone else. She refuses to be in the same room as a stuffed animal. She hates the smell of something being cooked. She can't stand the smell of anything burning either because it reminds her of fire. She can't handle a room with more than twenty people. She despises school and homework. She hates most people. Lav doesn't really enjoy singing or listening to others sing. Lav can't stand people joking about death. Lav doesn't like to be tricked or deceived. Lav hates those that break her trust the most.

Equipment: Lav owns many lovely parkas, capes, and shawls of all shades of blue. She owns a few dress, many t-shirts, and lost of pants. She has one fife given to her by a friend when she was three. She has a bow and quiver of arrows. She owns one necklace that has a ruby pendant on it. She owns three yarn bracelets she made herself. She owns one pair of hiking boots, one pair of fancy dress shoes, and one pair of normal tennis shoes. She owns one purple backpack. Lavinia has one blue side bag. She has many hats and six earmuffs. She owns twelve pairs of gloves.

Do you have living family members? If so who are they?: An older twin brother named Ezra who disappeared after the fire.

Where are you from?: Siberia

Brief Background: Lav was born in Russia to a Chinese prostitute. After being abandoned at a Siberian orphanage with her twin brother Ezra, she was subject to neglect and torture. When she turned three, she began to finally hold some memories. Ezra gave her a fife he had made out of one of the spanking paddles there. She played it everyday until Ezra got in trouble. As punishment, he was sent into one of the more deranged child's room to be killed. With no other option, Lavinia set the orphanage on fire in hopes to save her brother. She was rescued just before the orphanage collapsed and believes her brother to be dead. She was then adopted by a rich Russian and raised to take over his companies. Though she always got into trouble and was finally shipped off to this new school to hopefully learn some manners.

I've moved around my entire life. I hate it. I remember only three things. Ezra is dead, shoo left me, and I am now going to a school where I am going to be groomed to be some man's bride.



Orientation: Half Russian Half Chinese

Crush: Jeff

Favorite Food: Cold pea soup

Are you taking your medication as required?: No.

So begins...

Lavinia Asa Lang's Story

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Character Portrait: Jeff Character Portrait: B.B Wolf Character Portrait: Jane Arkensaw (Jane the Killer) Character Portrait: Lavinia Asa Lang Character Portrait: Peyton Vix
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#, as written by Zenia
Deep in a remote woods lies a school for the Gifted youth, one that students are not seen in town and no letters come in or out. It is so remote that even if students lived in the nearest town, they would have to live in the dorms the school provided.

Though getting in seems to be…almost impossible, though once you enter will you really want to stay?

The students who go here are different to say the least, A boy in a white hoody roams the halls and forest, a smile always on his face and ever watchful black eyes with dark rings under them, as if he lacks sleep. He seems to have to take his medication a lot, and mutters periodically when annoyed to “go to sleep.” Making stabbing motions even if he wields no knife at the moment. He is as mad as a fox and as cunning as a wolf.

The Wolf roams the halls as well, whose madness is contagious, nothing pleases him more than driving others insane…well maybe the taste of meat of the bones, and not the type you can buy from a store, more the meat that Hannibal enjoyed. A wolf in human skin and cold eyes, his weapon of choice is fear…for fear is one of the best weapons. Though others may say fire is the best.

Ah Fire, Fire consumes and is always hungry for more. Just ask Lavinia, after all she lost everything she cared about in a fire. Her poor, poor brother in that orphanage is presumed dead! She however was rescued and taken in by a wealthy Russian to be trained to take over his company. She may have what it takes to climb to the top.

Ah how Peyton loves to climb! Such a sweet young girl, afraid of thunder and of blood though…Oh if only her parents knew the dangers that awaited her in Farfelle. Maybe if they asked the right questions or wondered exactly why so few letters or words from the students there exited? Ah well if Peyton tries she may be able to escape into the Woods.

DO NOT ENTER! TURN BACK! Says the signs on the old woods, a figure has been seen there a tall slender man in a suit, no face, no eyes but always watching. He roams the halls of the school as well at night to make sure no students try to escape. During the day he seems to be in his office with a x cutting through a circle marking his area. He almost looks like he is wearing a faceless mask.

Masks are something Jane knows very well about, Jane Everlasting, Jane the Killer. On the hunt for the one who has done this to her, murdered her family and friends carving a big smile onto their face. All because he wanted her to look 'pretty' like he was. However in her hunt she was caught and wound up here. Little does she know the one she has been hunting is here as well with no clue that she is now here, if he did he would be happy though! After all she is his friend!

Of course not all is bad at Farfalle! Oh no on days when the students take their medicine it can be quite normal…just make sure that you avoid…shall we say tender subjects.

Welcome to Farfalle, you may never leave but you will learn valuable lessons of the real monsters that roam the Earth. After all there is a reason some of the Students call this place Pasta High.

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The black rolls Royce screeched to a stop, making dirt and twigs fly into the air. A man dressed in a dark navy suit swung open the driver's door and walked over to open the passenger door. The door swung open to reveal a girl of five feet five inches. Her long white hair is neatly combed for the day though her layered bangs sway in an awkward defiant manner. She blinked her brown eyes at the man expectantly. He closed the door behind her then walked to the trunk. She brushed a few specks off of her white dress. Lavinia's left hand reached up to her right and began to play with the lace of her right sleeve. She turned from the wooden scenery to look at what could have been an ancient manor but it was just her dorm room.

"What's this place called Roger?" Lavinia asked in her bittersweet soprano.

"Farfalle." Roger said and brought out her bags. He began to walk towards the school.

"Stop. I'm not a child anymore. Let me do this myself." Lavinia said though it sounded like a command. Roger simply nodded, letting go of her things. He looked at her once more before heading towards the driver's door.

"You'll do great misses." Roger said as he slid into the leather seat then slammed the door close. Lavinia walked carefully to her belongings because she was wearing six inch heels that were stained the color pink. The moment her hand lay on the handle of her suitcase, the Royce's engine roared to life then sped away, leaving a trail of dirt and twigs in it's wake. She gently grabbed her duffle bag in her free hand and began to make her way to the front door. She reached the mahogany door in mere seconds and gently let go of her suitcase to knock on the door. Her right hand returned to the handle of the suitcase.

She stares at the door for a moment, completely vexed as to why it hasn't opened yet. 'I don't want to stand here all day.' She lets go of her suitcase once again but this time she reached for the door handle. She flung open the door with no problem and walked into the first room. This room could have been a living room if it weren't differently furnished. Instead, it looked like a students common room with a pool table, a few couches, a t.v. and a few scattered chairs here and there.

"Hello? Where am I supposed to go?" Lavinia asked. She decided it best to wait inside the building rather then outside due to the fact she was standing in their entry way. She dragged her belongings over to a nearby chair and plopped down into it's welcoming cushions. Not that she had made a long or hard journey, she just wasn't a fan of waiting around for others. Found it tiring really. She slid her bag over with her right foot and bent down. She rummaged through it's contents for a minute before dragging out a copy of '1984 by George Orwell'. She flipped to chapter five and began to read, still waiting for the person who was to show her to her room.

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#, as written by Zenia
Jeff turns to B.B. “Hello Big Bad.” He said with a chuckle, it was a nick name and a bit of…well not an insult but it may be taken as one. His smile on his face as usual, though it was a closed lip smile…well as closed lip as Jeff could go. “Slendy did get me! Ha! I was this close to getting ol’ Slendy to fight me, I could beat him I know I can, last time was a tie… though he was short today…well tall but short. I have seen him really tall when we fought he was like a tree a very skinny pale well-dressed tree.” he says. “Can you blame me? The people here are just…so fun! I stab and stab and they don’t die! It is a challenge. I want to make them go to sleep.” He states with a chuckle.
“Oh I planned the tiniest amount I needed too. I now know where they keep my knife…I know where they will move it too as well. And I know where more knives are…lovely knives that can cut and carve. And they can’t possibly hide them all.” He explains. “But you are right, planning is wasted. Takes out a lot of the fun! Sure finding your next target is great, but once you find them you practically can kill them… in their sleep. They all just need to go to sleep!” he states firmly. “If the petition people annoy you so much kill them. Not so hard to do. Humans are easier to kill than some animals. Their whining and begging though get on my nerves… ‘oh please don’t kill me I have a family.’ Usually by the time I get to them their family is already dead, really I am doing them a favor.” he remarks with a cackle as he gives an open mouth smile, a smile that many found disturbing and for some it was the last thing they would see. At the mention of home, Jeff just shrugs, “You know I can’t even remember any of the names of the towns I have lived in? Like the one I was in when I was thirteen…I have no clue of it! HA! You think I would remember the neighborhood where I first killed was called.” He remarks with a shrug.
“At least they credit you for the killings! Did you know what they credited someone else for the second to last of my killings? They credited a copy cat! So I gave that copycat a big smile, across his neck…even if others don’t know I killed that one, well I do.” He says in a sing song voice with a laugh. At the mention of Jane he turns to him.
“Why would you hurt Jane? She is my friend. I made her pretty like me! Gave her family and friends smiles as well.” He remarks with a light frown, he really thought that he had helped her with what he did; the fighting he figured was just her way of saying thanks for such wonderful gifts! It was fun to fight her.
He turns to B.B. “Hey Big Bad. Ever after taking the pills feel…funny? Like a knot in your stomach or something?” he asks as he side steps one of the students walking towards him. If he had his knife he probably would have stabbed him. However his meds are starting to kick in so he is…a bit calmer now. “Eh…I don’t feel like going to class, I am gonna skip.” Jeff proclaims as he starts to head towards the woods, “I will check on Smile for you.” He comments to B.B. with what could be considered a wave.
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In the girls dorm building a letter could be seen on the table in front of Lavinia, however it was not there before. There was a simple wax seal on it that was a circle with an x through it. Inside the envelope was a class schedule, her dorm room, how to get there and an antique looking key. Also a note that said that this school had no cell phone reception or internet, if they needed things delivered they would be procured by other means. Her first class would be starting soon though of course she did have the option of exploring the grounds and seeing the other students if she wanted to skip that class. What was the worst that could happen? Out the window to the right of Lavinia there is a rustling as a white hoody clad boy walks to the woods nearby, and following him a girl with black hair in a turtleneck dress.
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Jeff walks into the woods as he frowns, he feels like someone is…following him, he had felt it when talking to B.B. but he had remained silent about it, hoping to lure the person into the woods. “Do you want to have a round two?” he asks a bit happily, thinking for a moment it was Slendy. “…No…no it isn’t him…his no eye stare is different.” He mutters as he whistles. A Dog with a human smile walks over to him as he kneels down and pets it. “Heya Smiles, who is a good boy?” he asks, sounding…oddly normal. More like his oldself, the Jeff who had just moved to that “Fancy” Neighborhood. And he hated it. “Hey Smiles, can you get me a knife?” he asks as Smiles just smiles at him. “Worth a shot.” He says with a shrug. “Now…if whoever is watching me can show themselves I would be happy. Or are you playing hide and seek? I am good at that game! If I find you can I make you go to sleep?” he shouts as he stands up, he had no knife on him but that didn’t matter most of the time. Sure he adored, no loved killing people with his knife, but he had killed without it…it wasn’t as fun but it got the job done.
“Should I count? Though you seem to be hidden already…Here I will count to three.” He says happily. “One, Two, Three. Ready or not here I come!” he says giving Smiles the ‘stay’ command as he picks up a thick branch.

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Jane had decided to follow Jeff and play out her plan. Hiding behind the wall of the building for a few moments before she started after him 'Ugh watching him converse with that other boy makes me sick..how could anyone ever like him..he needs to DIE!!' she thought angrily to herself but then felt a muttled feeling and calmed down a bit as the meds kicked in. Jane watched and listened intently to the boys talk and frowned under her mask as they spoke of killing 'Trust me Jeff we will have LOADS of fun when I catch you..'she thought then got another muttled feeling as it calmed her once more. She noticed a girl who saw her and ignored her for the moment intent on keeping up with Jeff and remaining unseen.

Jane had heard Jeff ramble on and on about his poor life and felt sick to her stomach happy to have her mask to conceal her face from the world as well as a wig that fit perfectly and rarely fell off. As she had become distracted in thought Jeff had gotten away Jane frowned and searched for him carefully. After searching around a building she saw him in the woods. Jane had been as stealthy as she could and thought she was in the clear as she watched Jeff with the dog. When she heard him ask his question she stopped but realized it wasn't directed to her exactly and his for a moment listening. Hearing him speak to the dog made Jane's heart break a little inside he sounded so normal at first but then he switched back to his killer only worried about a knife and she felt anger try to blaze and her stomach clench.

Jane froze as Jeff called her out she thought for a second 'Well now is the time I guess..'and readied herself. As Jeff reached rambled for a minute then started counting she got her footing and ran over her plan in her head once more 'You can do this Jane.'she thought quickly as he reached three. Jane stood still for a moment then stepped out from behind the tree a good seven feet from Jeff and put her hands up as if surrendering but stayed cautious and ready to fight if need be.
"Hello Jeff! I finally found you my dear friend!!" She said her voice cheerful and genuine as if she truly had missed him.

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B.B was taken back by what Jeff said. "You wouldn't get it I guess. I don't want to hurt her dumb dumb. You'd call it improving her killing desire. I never once used force on someone. Well.... At least not someone I wanted to change." He thought about the one girl who ended up becoming a serial killer after killer her stalker. She wasn't his best masterpiece, but she was a good first work of art. Another was this news anchorman, who murdered his hole family. That was a little hard for him to get someone to to do. While on his meds he couldn't even seem to fathom how he got the man to do that. Though he knew he could make someone want to kill him. Maybe that was what he really wanted. Nah, he thought to himself. "Anyways, I wouldn't do anything close to what you did for her," B.B said sarcastically. "I'm sure she's hell a happy with you for that gift of yours eye. Hehehe."

When the boy passed them both, B.B gave little notice to it, but part of him wanted to try to make Jeff flip out and kill that boy. However, it seemed both of them were too doped up to even want to raise a finger in thought of the boy and the both of them continued walking. As they walked in silence down the halls, Jeff next question made B.B think a little bit. "You know what mate, I sort of do have a small feeling in my stomach. It's mostly in my head though. Whenever I try to think of anything negative, or anything fun in our cases, my mind gets all foggy. I bet you the slender has it too. He has to have it worse than me. I'm not even sure how he retains his power. Unless... Unless he likes watching all of us suffer. What and anus. How could he be happy with just that?"

He stopped talking, in case his loud thoughts could be heard. When Jeff said that he was going to check on B.B's dog, the boy had no qualms with it. They wouldn't let him see his dog, but once a week, so as a sort of gift, or so they say, Jeff can look after him during the week days. B.B. didn't really care all that much. The dog could come to him through the shadows of the night if he was able to stay up. Though, the meds. It always came down to the meds. B.B. had to find a way to stop the feeling of the meds, but how could he when Slender was behind every..... corner.

"Nice. So you knew I was gonna skip class to go back to my room aye? Or did you think I would go back to the library to read up on history. What do you want? I ain't got all day."

The man in front of him had no face. Nor did he look alive, but he moved like he was a psychologically deranged man. Giving him a piece of paper, the man left as soon as he came. B.B. never had any words or fists traded with the slender on, but he didn't like him all the same. He only liked Jeff so far, but there was only so much fun he could have with another prisoner. Though, events like what happened the day before were interesting and kept time moving forward, that wasn't B.B.'s goal in life. No. His goal was to show humanity just how ugly they actually were. No. Not ugly. However, he did see them all as beast. It was true though. He'd seen it with his own eyes. Even shown it to other people. At night, when you think your eyes are playing tricks on you. Look in the mirror. You'll see a beast, and that beast will be you.

Ugh. I gotta snap out of this. What's with this paper now?

Looking at the contents of the paper, B.B's eye's grew wider with anticipation. His red devilish eyes that hid behind his black bangs glowed with life that hadn't been in them since before the incident with that defect. "So, if I make sure this person is okay, I might be able to see what happens when a calm ship meets a polar ice cap. Well, he sure knows how to gain my loyalty. I swear on my mother if I'm not apart of it, this place would be enough to make the sanest man shed his skin."

It was like a loud thought, the way he talked, but it meant much much more than that. It was basically giving his word, and for people like him, their words were their bond. He couldn't break it. All he had to do was watch an egg boil and help make sure it didn't crack. Hell, a baby could do that. He proceeded to the front of the school, where he was sure someone would come. If not, he wouldn't wait for long. Maybe he'd see what that smell was that went after Jeff. Though now, he was patient. Meeting a new person would prove fun in either environment, though the fact that he was considerably tired from his meds, he'd rather not walk through the woods. Even if he did go, he wouldn't make it far. He'd be damned if he was going to use his one dog day today. So, to some up all his thoughts, he decided to sit by the front steps of the school and wait. He was sure, something would happen sooner or later.