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Erin Conahey

"Call me Rin... N' if ya need anything don't be afraid to ask." WIP

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a character in “Academy for the Supernatural”, as played by Keen



Nickname: RinImage
"Most people have started calling me Rin now... Think I like it really."

Age: 17
"Amost 18."

Race: Royal Blooded Witch
"I'm a witch, royal blooded and all, though I'd rather not make a big deal about it."

Sexuality: Bisexual
"Eh... What can I say? I like cute girls n' the occasional boy too."

Height: 5'8"
"Seems I'm a bit taller than most girls, s'kinda nice."

Weight: 131 lbs.
"I'm pretty active so weight's never been much of a concern for me."

ImagePersonality: Erin makes an effort to put the image of a cool and upbeat young woman, always trying to appear strong and reliable to others, the kind of person people look up to. This is however just how she presents herself, how she desires to be seen. When alone or particularly bored she wears a face that is much more in line with her true nature, a lonely girl without a real motivation or passion for life.

- Athletics
- Magic
- Math

- Sour foods/drinks
- Music
- Penguins
- Magic
- Running
- Rain
- Normal humans
- Being looked up to

- Heat
- Bullies
- Being alone
- Studying
- Being ignored

Powers/Abilities: Though Erin is proficient with most areas of magic her specialization lies in Fire and Wind magics, often combining the two for devastating effect.

- Has a hard time opening up
- Feels uncomfortable relying on others
- Gets depressed easily

Romantic Interest: None currently.



Clubs/Teams they're a part of: Erin is a member of both the tennis and track team, though she only participates in solo events. She is additionally a member of the Magical Arts club but she doesn't always attend.

Thoughts and relationships to other characters:


So begins...

Erin Conahey's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shiloh Night Character Portrait: Kuro Mori Character Portrait: Erin Conahey
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#, as written by Keen

The sheets of her bed rustled as she rolled over on to her side, staring down the alarm clock that rested on the nightstand near her bed. Not a moment after the thing began to ring out and shatter the silence of her dim dorm room it was silenced, its noise rather pointless as she was already awake. She slowly sat up and began to rub her eyes having gotten not even a wink of sleep, it wasn't due to any sort of excitement for the new school year or any apprehension regarding her new room mates, unconsciousness just simply wouldn't come to her.

After dragging herself into the bathroom and splashing her face with some water she returned to her bed, grabbing her precious headphones and phone, hanging the headphones around her neck and starting up her usual playlist. Her gaze eventually settled on the kitchen, Guess I'll make some coffee n' some breakfast... I'll make some for the new roomies too. Erin's blank face finally changed to show a small smile as she began to prepare the food and drink, she was excited to have room mates again, particularly after spending her entire break here mostly alone. She was no expert cook by any means but she was confident what she made was at least edible.

The room began to fill with the smells of breakfast, coffee, eggs, bacon. She spent a few moments to take the smell in and exhaled deeply, "Well... Hope they're hungry when they get here... Would be a bit of a waste to throw this stuff out." A smirk made it's way to her lips as she shrugged and turned up the volume on her music, "Oh well."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Amon Lynch Character Portrait: Rin Choi Lee Character Portrait: Nyomie Guyreki Character Portrait: Belial Lynch Character Portrait: Damon Rosenvalley Character Portrait: Samantha Rose Campos Character Portrait: Allen Tabernathy Character Portrait: Katherine Goldsworthy Character Portrait: Shiloh Night Character Portrait: Kuro Mori Character Portrait: Blu Moon Character Portrait: Callista Soul Character Portrait: Tulio Byan Character Portrait: Carmon Whisp Character Portrait: Mathew Rivers Character Portrait: Dante Xavier Character Portrait: Maxis Skye Character Portrait: Erin Conahey Character Portrait: Memory Smith Character Portrait: Izuma Takumi
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Of course her brother would be getting into some sort of fight on the first day, he seemed to exist solely to jeopardize both of their lives. Belial ended up smiling and waving to Maxis as he left, deciding that he was nice enough, and glanced back to the speaker, soon setting up the rest of the equipment, and then being accompanied by Amon. "What are you doing?" He questioned, quirking one of his eyebrows, and she pointed to the laptop, arranging a playlist of music. "No." He pushed her out of the way and began adding all sorts of music, ruining her perfect arrangement of classical numbers. "It's a high school party, get with the times. Besides, we had live music too." He insisted, crossing his arms before looking to the students that had set up the basement, a grin spreading on his face. She only rolled her eyes, returning to fix the playlist as he congratulated them and set them off, each to get prepared for the party, and then he was tugging at her arm, leading her away from her work. Wait, were they getting dressed up as well? She eyed him warily, it seemed like it, but maybe it would be fun, and thus Belial accepted her fate, and walked back to the dorms.

Unsurprisingly, Belial happily got dressed up, both of them preparing for the party more or less, in sync, silently rushing so there would be no delay. "This is so cute...I don't know, is this okay?" He rubbed his temples, annoyed with her self-doubt already, even if she wasn't used to being in her human form it was irritating. "Adorable." Amon replied, poking her side and smirking when she squeaked, rubbing the spot. The attire they wore matched in colors and in style, it amused him slightly, demons dressing up in mortal clothes, which is why he had done it. His hands ran over his suit, fixing the hems before putting on a mask, regardless of how his identity would be obvious. It was fun, after all, and he chuckled, glancing over to Belial in her dress and mask. When she finally put on small heels he grabbed her wrist, quickly escaping out of the dormitory and to a secret staircase to lead them to the basement unnoticed, and now, the party would commence.

His footsteps echoed as he walked up the stairs onto a platform, and carefully he sat on an ornate, silver and gold chair, more like a throne, with the colors solidified into vine legs and arms. The boy gabbed a microphone hooked up to the PA system and in a controlled, assertive voice, holding hints of his amusement, he spoke to the entire school with a press of a button. "Good evening students," He nearly chucked from that alone, the nerves collecting as anticipation. "It's eight O'clock, and the party is beginning. May I remind you that you're all required to attend this event, absence will be punished. We are watching you. So, by following the song by our orchestra, please, arrive promptly." With that, he cut the message, and the orchestra played their one song, and eerie, but enchanting music started playing, encouraging many to follow it deep underground, where he would capture them, and laugh at their fear.