Fighting the Darkness. (Need People!)

Dreamer15 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Dreamer15** on Mon Jun 08, 2009 10:45 pm

New York is a hustling, bustling city, with a wide variety of people, including those who are hiding certain things from the rest of the world. They mask their telltale marks, disguise their unusual appearances, and otherwise keep their skills out of the limelight. Scattered throughout the enormous city are faeries, elves, witches, and many more with many different abilities.

And, trying to live a normal life as a highschool girl, is Sarah Mason, a faerie with the power to conjure up fire, and manipulate it. She hides her pointed ears, and keeps her flamboyant wings out of sight, else should she be discovered by the humans that dwell among her. Sarah is from the mystical realm of the creatures and people we have only heard of in stories, but they are real, and Sarah is in New York because her parents were murdered, leaving her in the care of her Aunt and mentor Maggie, and her younger sister with their grandparents back in the magical realm. Sarah was then enrolled in Braxton Highschool and began to work on controlling her powers, and keeping her secret.

But there is someone who does not want Sarah around at all, and he is determined to kill her, and the other magical beings. But there are others who have done nothing to disguise themselves, and have, in fact, exploited their abilities for the wrong reasons, and they are also at the mercy of this mysterious force. Now, these people, whom have been hiding for their entire lives (or not), must find each other, and band together to destroy this force that threatens their safety.

You may be anyone you wish to be. But I reserve the roles of Sarah, her Aunt and other family members.

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My bios.

Name: Sarah Mason
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Abilities: Sarah can conjure fire, and manipulate it. She can also fly because of her wings, and has excellent hearing due to her ears.
Personality: Sarah is a calm, reserved person, with a high intelligence that sometimes leads to arrogance or flamboyance. She likes to observe others, which allows her to choose the right friends, and make the right decisions, unless her fiery temper blinds her. The only things that really trigger her anger are betrayal, dishonesty, those who harm her friends or family, and boasting. She is very loyal, and has a very high moral code.
Appearance: Sarah is understandibly petite, with strong arms and legs. Her hair, a shimmering red, is shoulder-length and layered to hide her pointed ears. She has eyes of a deep forest green and ivory skin. She normally wears clothes that leave plenty of room for movement, but do not tangle if she is forced to use violence.

Like this but the ears are different, more faerie-ish.

History: Sarah was born a faerie in the magical realm, but she was orphaned at a young age when her parents, Emily and Maxwell, were murdered by an unknown man with intense powers over shadows. Sarah was put in the care of her aunt and magical mentor, Maggie Mason (Maxwell's younger sister). Sarah has a younger sister, Allison, who chose to stay in the magical realm with their grandparents, Lucy and Edmund. Sarah is currently enrolled in Braxton High in New York city and is in the tenth grade.
Tools: Her fire.
Hidden/Flaunted: Hidden.
Good/Bad: Good.

Name: Maggie Mason
Age:32
Gender: Female
Abilities: Maggie is able to control the weather, and it often changes with her mood. She too can fly with the help her wings, and tune in to other conversations with her ears. Her favorite skill is being able to make light, a trick she learned from Emily.
Personality: Maggie is kind hearted, but can, at times, "zone out." She is protective of her niece, and hopes that she will be able to control her powers.
Appearance: Maggie has long, curly blonde hair, and wears very airy clothes.

History: Maggie is Maxwell's sister and was very attached with her brother, and wishes she could have saved him and his wife.
Tools: Her power over weather and light.
Hidden/Flaunted: Hidden.
Good/Bad: Good.

Name: Allison Mason
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Abilities: Allison is able to lull people to sleep, a mostly defensive power, but can be used for the offensive. She also has the standard skills of faeries.
Personality: Allison is a little moody, but is also a bit naive and does not always see how serious things are. She loves her sister dearly, and resents her parents death.
Appearance: Allison has shiny brown hair that she keeps up with a blue ribbon. She wears sun dresses, and mostly girly things that are "fun to twirl in."

History: Allison was devestated when her parents were found dead, and chose to stay close to them with her grandparents.
Tools: Her sleeping power.
Hidden/Flaunted: Flaunted because she can live in the open in the magical realm.
Good/Bad: Good.

I welcome newcomers, and hope to see many people join.

Below is a link to the OOC thread.

http://www.roleplaygateway.com/post656834.html#p656834

Grant9394 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Grant9394** on Tue Jun 09, 2009 1:17 pm

Name: Jason Lyning
Age:17
Gender:Male
Abilities: Werewolf
Personality: Jason tends to try and keep to himself. He has a hard time trusting others. But once he makes a friend he becomes very protective and will give his life for anyone if needed. That is why he makes such a great friend. Jason always underestimates danger and jumps into action without fully thinking the consequences through.
Appearance:

werewolf form

In Human form he is 6,3 and very fit. He has brown hair that reaches his eyes. He always wears jeans with a t-shirt.

History: At the age of 13 Jason's mother was brutally murdered and noone could fiind the killer. His father commited suicide a year later. He was alone ever since. At age fifteen he was living in the woods when he was attacked by a werewolf. He was able to fend it off enough not to kill him but he was still infected. He tries to keep his powers on the down low. At that moment he just decided to keep walking somewhere and e ended up in New York. There he found a highschool that excepted him. Now it was all about just not being noticed for what he really was.
Tools: Changes into werewolf whenever he pleases.
Hidden/Flaunted: HIdden
Good/Bad: Good

MistressDarkstar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **MistressDarkstar** on Wed Jun 10, 2009 2:31 pm

Name: Lisa "Darkstar" Nyght

Age: 17

Gender:Female

Abilities: Vampire

Personality: Comes off as very harsh, cruel, and cold. Under this facade, Darkstar is very sweet, compassionate, and emotional. She is also quick witted and likes to have fun. With her friends she is a bit wild, but around others she is reserved and quiet.

Appearance:

Tall, lean, strong, average length, wavy, black hair with a blueish purple tint and blood red tips on the jagged bangs. (This will be tought to find a picture of mind you) Has violet eyes that look hard as stone around strangers, but soft as feathers to friends.

History: Lisa was abandoned by her family. She has no idea who they are and has no desire to find them. Lisa was not a vampire until bitten by a mysterious man whom she does not remember except for his eyes - bright, ice blue, with a foggy mist. Since then, she has been confined to the night and can not stomach human food. She would like to live off only the blood of guilty foes, rather than take an innocent life.

Other: Has a boyfriend named Nyghtshade. He is a vampire as well. She stole part of his name to give her a last name. (Nyght)

Tools: Very beautiful and intriguing. Has the powers of speed, intense strength, extended hearing range capabilities, and agility (and of course the whole suck your blood thing

) She can also use her amazing beauty to draw in her targets if she wants.

Hidden/Flaunted: Hidden

Good/Bad: Good

------I reserve the right to Nyghtshade (should i put him in) and Darkstar---------

blondegamer · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **blondegamer** on Wed Jun 10, 2009 2:41 pm

Name: Skye Jones
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Abilities: Shapeshifter
Personality: Fun, Childlike
Appearance:
Human Form :

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Animal form: They always have a white star on them somewhere.
History: She has amnesia. All she knows is the name she was given by the man who found her.
Hidden/Flaunted: hidden
Good/Bad: good

MistressDarkstar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **MistressDarkstar** on Wed Jun 10, 2009 3:04 pm

blondegamer wrote:Name: Skye Jones
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Abilities: Shapeshifter
Personality: Fun, Childlike
Appearance:
Human Form :

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Animal form: They always have a white star on them somewhere.
History: She has amnesia. All she knows is the name she was given by the man who found her.
Hidden/Flaunted: hidden
Good/Bad: good

Can't see your image.....

Dreamer15 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Dreamer15** on Wed Jun 10, 2009 3:17 pm

((All are accepted!

We can begin now, and we will still be accepting other characters.

Let's begin!))

Sarah Mason sat in her history class, staring at her paper and daydreaming. Her pen trailed along the margin, looping and curling past the lines as she thought about places better than this. Perhaps a place where she would not have to hide her powers. For, you see, Sarah is a faerie, a faerie with impressive control over fire. Unfortunately, she had to hide this from the humans she lived in such close proximity with.

A small frown crossed her pale face as she remembered exactly why she could not go to the realm in which she was born. Her parents had been murdered. She could never go back, not while whatever had killed them was still there. But her sister was there. She had refused to come with Sarah, preferring to stay close to where their parents had lived. She was safe though, kept in the care of their grandparents.

Sarah was safe too. She lived with her aunt and mentor, Maggie Mason. Aunt Maggie was always trying to help Sarah deal with her parents' death, her need to keep her secret, and her powers themselves. She smiled as she thought of her aunt. She loved her so much, and she knew that she had to keep her safe. And she would do whatever it took for her to protect her. Even if it meant sacrificing herself.

"Miss Mason!" snapped her teacher, Mrs. Quaker. Sarah looked up, her trance broken. She was alone in the classroom, except for the teacher. "The bell has rung!" she explained. "Get to your next class!" She pointed to the door.

"Yes, Mrs. Quaker," Sarah said, gathering up her things and swiftly exiting the room. She glanced back, wondering why her excellent hearing had not alerted her to the bell. She shrugged, supposing that she must have simply been too absorbed in her reverie. She did not notice that she was right in the path of an oncoming student.

She slammed into them, and fell back, only to catch herself and right her balance. "So sorry," she said, looking to whoever she had knocked into. She found herself suddenly face-to-face with Lisa Nyght, a carefully composed Junior with skin paler than Sarah's, which was saying a lot. Sarah quickly forced back the embarrassed blush that threatened to consume her face, and pushed out the words, "Sorry, Lisa. I didn't see you." They came out stronger than she had expected and she could not help but feel a little impressed with herself. She buried her pride for the moment, and returned her attention to the matter at hand.

Grant9394 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Grant9394** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 4:05 am

Jason Lyning sat in class slumped over in his chair staring at the book in front of him. To day has been a very slow boring day. It seemed as if every two seconds he was yawning. Jason had always had been a exceptional student but today was not his day. All he could do is stare at the clock which seemed to make time go by even slower then before. So then Jason started staring around the classroom if he could see any familiar or new faces. So far all was the same and all was boring. Jason actually started getting depressed knowing there was still a year of this left. He felt on the edge of dying.

Thankfully right then and there the bell rang. Jason let out a sigh of relief. He was not excited about the rest of the day at all. All he coud think about doing is trying to make the day go by as fast as possible. When walking out of class Jason turned righ tin time to see Sarah Mason a girl that was a grade lower then Jason run straight into fellow junior, Lisa Nyght. Jason couldn't help but let out a little laugh. Jason didn't know much about Sarah except for that she had no parents. So in that way Jason kinda knew what she was going through. But Lisa he had a strange feeling about. Somthing seemed to be up with her but Jason was unable to tell just what made her so mysterious.

But anyways Jason was just glad to have some excitment in the day. At least that woud give him somthing to think and laugh about during the boring classes. In fact all classes to Jason were boring ones. Well except for gym, it was the only thing Jason really excelled at. Jason was always really well built. His strength was what mad him the best in almost every sport. But once he was bitten it just took his athleticism to a whole new level. He felt unstopable. While heading to class Jason gave a short wave to Skye Jones another girl in his class. Jason liked to give little greetings to people whom he at least knew a little about. He would of waved hello at Sarah and Lisa but was to hung up on his own thoughts and laughing at the moment. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all.

MistressDarkstar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **MistressDarkstar** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 8:17 am

Lisa Nyght was sitting, head down, at her desk in Honors Calculus trying not to faint from her throbbing headahce. If people thought she looked pale before, they should see her now. It was the flourescent lights that did it. She just couldn't handle it, what with them being no more than five feet above her head standing. She couldn't help but curse the teacher for choosing today to leave the lights on. Usually the lights were off and two little lamps were their only light. For Lisa, that little light, was still a bit too bright; however, it was better than those flourescent bulbs of doom hanging above her head. All Lisa knew was that if she had to take five more minutes of this, she would faint, and that would not be good at all.

Suddenly the bell of freedom rang, and Lisa was out the door in record time. Once she got out in the hall, she subtly flipped the lights off for at least two seconds of relief. She then proceeded to walk towards her locker as quickly as possible, hoping that she would not faint before she made it.

As she rounded the Third Hall corner, she ran smack into Sarah Mason. They both lost all of their books and at least four papers went flying. Sarah immediately started apologizing and picking up her things. Lisa finished before her, of course, and Sarah was still apologizing - or attempting to stammer one out. When Sarah finally finished picking up her things, she looked right into Lisa's eyes. Immediately she was horrified. If she was stammering before, she was definitely stammering now.

Lisa listened and tried to be polite and sincere about it, but this throbbing headache was driving her crazy! She could barely hear herself think. She put on the best smile she could give - without scaring Sarah to death - and gave Sarah a stray paper she had missed. Then she walked off towards her locker, praying that she would make it.

As she walked, she thought about something very peculiar that had just happened. Usually she was in too much pain to hear more than two feet in either direction, but today was different. She could have sworn she heard a low chuckle. It was behind her, about fifteen feet or more, and sounded like this guy was ripped. Funny how a laugh could tell you so much about someone. Nyghtshade's for instance, was low with a trace of love and gratitude. Oh, how she missed him...

Lisa Nyght pushed the thoughts away as she switched books and headed to English. She needed to be concentrating more on that and less on past events. If she succeeded, which she most likely would not, today might go by fast. Unfortunately, she knew today was going to be the complete opposite. She sighed as she prepared for the headache and thoughts to drive her insane the rest of the day. Sometimes, being a vampire was not easy.

Dreamer15 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Dreamer15** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 9:47 am

Sarah sighed, and pushed a hand through her auburn hair, inwardly regretting not having watched her steps. She knew just whom had laughed, her hearing being exceptional. Some guy named Jason Lyning, she thought, after finding the face to match the chuckle. She only knew him as the star athlete a grade above her. She did not know if he was on any teams (she never really paid those things much attention), just that he was the strongest and fastest guy in the school. She gritted her teeth to keep from spinning a deadly disc of fire at his head, and walked on.

She yanked her books out of her locker, feeling her temper rising with frustration at her clumsiness and the day that seemed to never end. She slammed her locker door, nearly embedding it permanently in the frame. "Yikes," she muttered, glancing around. "Gotta be more careful." She had been training and strengthening her body with her Aunt Maggie lately, trying to become less dependent on her powers.

"You need to become self-sufficient," Maggie had said, as Sarah tried desperately to bring her chin to a bar they had bolted to the wall. Sarah smiled to herself, when she thought of her scatter-brained aunt. Maybe that would keep her going through her next two classes. She turned from her locker, and hurried off before she was late.

Opheliae · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Opheliae** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:07 pm

Name: Emileigh "Emma" (Kavanaugh)
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Abilities: Banshee; able to predict/prophesize death. When someone near to her is about to die, she screams; she can't control this. The closer the person is, the stronger and more uncontrollable her actions are. However, she can calm herself and work around this by singing quietly in lieu of screaming for those who are farther away and not in her immediate vicinity.
Personality: Timid, Intelligent, Shy
Appearance: Stands 5"7 and weighs 120lbs.; has curly, auburn-brown hair and hazel eyes.
History: It's said that she was found one night, sixteen years ago, as a screaming infant in a dumpster outside a nightclub. Without parents, she was thrown into the foster care system, but due to her uncontrollable banshee behavior, she has been labeled a "problem child." Emma spent the majority of her adolescence being moved from home to home.
Tools: n/a
Hidden/Flaunted: Tries to control her screaming by singing quietly to herself (Hidden).
Good/Bad: Good.

Dreamer15 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Dreamer15** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:15 pm

Accepted.

Welcome to the RP!

Glad to have you here.

Opheliae · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Opheliae** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:24 pm

[[Thanks, I'm glad to be here. Sounds fun.

]]

The bell rang. Emma glided through the hallway of her school, clutching her books to her chest and muttering melodious words under of her breath. It went without saying that she was a spectacle to the other students, as all she could hear were the whispers around her- about her. I just want to get to class... she thought as she picked up her pace, with all the grace and elegance of a- well, of a ghost. It was then that a balled up Chemistry test smacked her in the temple, accompanied by a shout of "Freak!" and a round of high-fives from his friends. This was nothing new. Today was a day like any other; Emma simply shrugged it off (although the permanent hurt from years of torment was forever stained into her hazel eyes) and made it to Environmental Science without any further incidents.

Emma sat quietly in her class, head down, copying the notes that her teacher wrote on the board. The urge to scream was now gone and she was no longer singing to herself; somebody had died. The brunette was no longer confused about her strange urges, thanks to her first foster mother, Miss Betty Kavanaugh, for whom she took her surname...

Dreamer15 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Dreamer15** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 2:44 pm

((~You won't see the tears I cry, behind these hazel eyes!~ ^_^))

Sarah glanced at Emma, one of her few friends. She had known Emma for a long time, longer than most, and was completely comfortable with her singing, considering that she had a beautiful voice. She looked compassionately at her as the wad of paper whacked her head, and the chorus of laughter errupted. A glare rested on Sarah's face, as she strode toward the boys.

She brushed past them, knocking the leader's soda from his hand and splattering him. "Watch it!" he shouted, red faced.

Sarah smirked at him, a chilling thing. "Pardon me," she said. "Some people can be so clumsy," she added to Emma once she had sat down next to her in class. She smiled to herself, and hunched over her notes.

Opheliae · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Opheliae** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 3:40 pm

[[Lmao that's exactly what I thought. xD]]

Emma glanced up to see her good friend Sarah seated next to her. She smiled in greeting, being a girl of few words. After the teacher said something along the lines of "this is important, make sure you take this down," Emma went back to carefully scribbling into her binder. The bell to announce that class started rang.

MistressDarkstar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **MistressDarkstar** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 5:17 pm

It was only around lunch when Lisa's headache went away. She was very surprised and grateful. The look of relief on her face shocked so many students, she couldn't help but laugh. That only freaked people out more, so Lisa remained quiet the rest of the time.

Now that her headache was gone she could actually concentrate...or try to at least. All she could think about was her boyfriend, Nyghtshade. He had been suspended for a week because he had been seen fleeing from the scene of a senior fight. Only Lisa and his few friends knew he didn't do anything and just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Fleeing wasn't even the right word. He was calmly walking from his last class and was caught "fleeing"the scene. Lisa realized that this subject was making her angry so she had to quickly push it out of her head. The result of looking up didn't help. Her headache had returned.

"Dang it!" she muttered just a little too loud. The Health teacher, Mrs. Pierce, walked over to her very calmly and slowly. Her deep red curls bounced on her head as she headed over in her why-must-I-be-here strutt. Lisa bent her head down as Mrs. Pierce's piercing brown eyes rested on her face. This was just not her day.

"Miss Nyght, would you care to share with the class what it is you are cursing about so loudly?"
"I'm sorry. Just as fast as my headache went away it came back again." Lisa thought about saying something about her supposed "cursing" but decided to let it drop.
"Miss Nyght that is no reason to curse. You simply could have asked to go get some Advil or Tylenol."
No success ignoring the cursing matter. May as well just agree and let it go. Lisa told herself as she said, "Yes, ma'am."

As Mrs. Pierce returned to her desk, Lisa's whole class began whispering and smirking on the verge of laughter. Braxton High is so eventful these days...I can see it now. Headline for the school paper: 'Lisa Nyght curses about headache!'. Gimme a break... Lisa sighed and returned to her studies - doodling all over an essay.

Grant9394 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Grant9394** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:38 pm

While sitting in class thinking about what happened out in the hall, Jason Lyning started to feel a little guilty. He knows he knows he shouldn't of laughed. He should of went over there and tried to help. Plus knowing a little bit about Sarah she probably heard him laugh. She always did have a strange way of hearing things nobody else could hear. So after thinking about it he thought that being laughed at after a accident that most likely embarresed her probably wasn't the best feeling in the world.

He decided after class that he would find her and apologize. The only problem was he didn't know how to do it. Jason knoew he was a little shy and not very good at talking to people. He hated his social disability. But he decided he would give it a try anyways and see what happens. Jason wasn't very excited about this idea but it did make this class go by a little faster. All he had to do is keep his cool. The one thing Jason hated more then anything else was having to keep his power bottled up. He couldn't wait till he ad the chance to change. Even just for a second would be fantastic.

Opheliae · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Opheliae** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:49 pm

Emma watched the clock intently as it counted down the last few minutes of class. Her teacher was rambling now- something about albino dolphins- and it was irrelevant to the course, so the curly-haired girl had stopped taking notes. That shout of "freak" had been echoing in her head all hour... it had frightened her, to say the least. Her peers seemed to be increasingly active and more aggressive toward her; in freshman year, the most they would do is just avoid her entirely. She was frightened that something dire may happen to her soon.

At last the minute hand reached 12 and the school bell rang out, announcing the end of class. Emma gathered her things in her arms and turned to Sarah, expecting to walk with her in the hall.

Kumiko · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Kumiko** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:59 pm

Name: Salem
Age: 19
Gender: Male- Vampire
Abilities: Telepathic, enhanced regeneration, enhanced agility, enhanced strength
Personality: Decent
Appearance:

History: doesn't talk about it.
Tools: Scimitar
Hidden/Flaunted: Flaunted
Good/Bad: good

CrawlingChaos31 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **CrawlingChaos31** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 7:07 pm

Name: Seth Ulrich
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Abilities: Mid-range Magic.
Personality: Seth is at first glance a hateful and spiteful man, he shirks conversation unless the person has some merit to his current scientific investigations and even then the conversation is limited to his own terms. He regards all with his cold veneer of malice and selfishness, but sometimes for whatever reason, he will interfere on someone's behalf. No one is sure why this is. Some have speculated that he has a good heart, but a far more likely reason is that he needs the person for some favor or study. When he does interfere he looks almost heroic, as if at one time he did it for a living.

Appearance:

History:Seth grew up in a small island town. This town's culture was particularly primitive and savage. They worshiped gods that fell from the stars and sacrificed people to their idols. They had a primitive system of magic but were ignorant of the ways of the world. Seth was a peaceful poetic boy who was ignored most of the time since he was off looking at nature and admiring the women of the town. He never went to the worship ceremonies and never partook of the sacrifices. He was not particularly good at anything except writing poetry.

Rumors started that if he did not worship, the entire village would burn and suffer. As a result the village grew to hate and fear Seth for the simple fact that Seth showed a resolve not to worship. The high priest of the community denounced Seth publicly and said that the gods of the stars screamed for him to be sacrificed. Seth's own family turned him in while he was sleeping.

When Seth was adorned with the sacrificial circlet and the sacrificial robes, his blue eyes turned green with magical power, he screamed in mental agony as the alien god's mind merged with his. The people frantically ran and branded him with the sacred symbol to seal away his powers but for some reason they only made his screams louder, and his thrashing's grew more powerful. The sky darkened and the stars were shown to be in alignment. Great falling stars fell from the sky and set fire to the village. Seth broke the chains and cracked the great stone altar to the god. He reached out and lifted the high priest with his mind, and sent the priest to his doom with an implosion of dark spectral energy. He proceeded to kill each person in the village absorbing their life essences, making him stronger. When the carnage was fully accomplished, he knelt down and wept.

Seth then found rather quickly that whatever their god was, it wasn't human, and nor was it something that loved him or any other human. It hungered for essences, and as a result so did he. He hungered and he set abroad to find his new type of sustenance. Over time he consumed many villages, his morals crumbled under the necessary evils he had to commit to live. Finally he accepted what he had become and dedicated himself to the study of how magic worked and how to further use this unique bond that had been forged with this entity.

Tools: (if they have any) The Armor of Night: Seth has a specialty mage's cloak that he made himself. He has altered the cloth with magic and alchemy so that it transforms into a light battle armor when struck. It also has many wards on it that do a variety of things. The first is a ward that converts most bladed damage to blunt trauma. The second ward is one that creates a small but powerful burst of energy that is used to misdirect attacks just a centimeter off target but if he concentrates he can sustain the burst as a solid stopping force field but he can only do this if he concentrates fully. The third ward is an illusion that creates the semblance of himself wounded and incapacitated on the floor while he sneaks off using magic spells.

The Staff of Anubis: This staff is empowered by some extra-planar being who claims to be a god and has taken hold of Seth. This staff has the ability to stop most attacks without breaking. If it does break, it reassembles itself randomly again. To anyone untrained, the staff looks like a simple walking stick that he has picked up off the ground.

The Crown of Chaos: The small silver circlet is always worn by Seth but it has a permanent invisibility spell on it, not of Seth's making. It keeps track of Seth and empowers his magical abilities in times of need, activating his scars and transforming his body.

Seth's Backpack: Seth wears a small satchel on his back which contains his writing materials and his basic alchemy set in which he uses to brew potions and empower objects. He is very attached to the satchel itself and does not tell anyone why.

Hidden/Flaunted: Hidden

Good/Bad: Neutral

Grant9394 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Grant9394** on Thu Jun 11, 2009 7:45 pm

Jason sat n his chair staring at the clock as it counted down just one more minute. Then he began to think there are probably 100 different kids in tis school doing the exactly the same thing. Finally the teacher dismissed everyone. But she held me back a second and said, "Is somthing wrong?" Jason answered, "No, just having a off day." Then Jason hurried off determined to find this girl Sarah.

Jason hurried past all of te classes unsure of her schedule. When finally he caught a glimpse of her walking out a classroom with a girl Jason was unfamiliar with and knew nothing about. So then he hurried over to stop her. Once there he said, "Hey there, it is Sarah right? I am Jason Lyning. Well anyways I just wanted to come over and apologize for what I did when you ran into Lisa. I shouldn't of laughed I should of tried to help. I wasn't really thinking straight. So once again sorry and I hope there are no hard feelings." Then Jason thought to himself wow that went better then I thought.

Then he gave a smile to the girl standing next to Sarah. Then he offered his hand to shake and said, "Hey there I am Jason Lyning I don't think I have met you before."

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Fighting the Darkness. (Need People!)

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Fighting the Darkness. (Need People!)

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