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Carrie O'Neal

"Don't bother talking to Muty. She doesn't speak much. Thinks she's special or something"

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a character in “So you want to be a wizard?”, as played by HorrorPunkOtaku

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GENERAL INFO
Full name: - Carrie O'Neal
Alias/Nicknames: - Muty
Gender: - Female
Age: - 19
Job/Profession: - Dropout

APPEARANCE
Height: - 5'9"
Weight: - 140
Build: - Average
Eye Color: - Brown
Hair Color: - Red
Handedness: - Left
Skin Shade/Color: - Light
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: - N/A

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MENTALITY
Sexuality/Preference: - Women
Relationship/Marital status: - N/A
Family/relatives: - Senile Grandmother/Guardian
Sanity: - Fleeting
Friends: - N/A
Likes: - Smoking, painting, and jokes
Dislikes: - People
Hobbies: - writing on things
Personality: – Distant, sarcastic, and reserved

STYLES OF MAGIC (Remove those that your character can't use)
Conjuring Magic
Enchantment Magic

HISTORY
Relationship Status: – Unknown
Family: – Senile Grandmother
Known Languages: – English and bad English
Personal History/Background: - A half Irish former highschooler living with her senile grandmother in a small flat among other louder residents had already been held back twice for bad attendance but was ultimately expelled for smoking on school grounds and defacing school property. She now takes odd jobs around town to help pay for her's and her grandmother's expenses.

ANY OTHER INFORMATION: She has a fondness to animals but most particularly stray cats that she doesn't talk about but then again she rarely speaks of herself or of anything that hasn't a need to be said. She often prefers to speak with simple gestures and facial expressions over talking to people.

So begins...

Carrie O'Neal's Story

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Carrie was aimlessly wandering about town as she often did when she wasn't working. She always told her grandmother she was going on a walk but that would imply she had a destination. She watched the strays roam the streets and ignored the teasing from the smaller kids and tried to think of better ways to suck away her time. Every once in a while she'd stop and pull out a sharpie to scribble something on whatever random thing. This was the closest thing she had to a hobby and it did slightly amuse her every time even when she couldn't think of something clever and just put something profane.
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She wandered over an old unused bridge and leaned over the side looking into the water below. She then pulled out a fag and lit up right there. She puffed her cig as she leaned over the railing and carelessly letting little specs of ash fall from it into the water. "Smoking's bad for you ya know?" A voice said from behind her. She turned around to see who was lecturing her again to see empty air "....?". "Over here" Said a tall man in a trench coat standing directly to her left. She looked at him and raised an eyebrow at him as he handed her an envelope. She looked up at the man and cocked her head to the side. "Good luck" The man said simply tipping his hat to her as he walked away disappearing into a blue mist. Carrie blinked and rubbed her eyes and looked again but the man was really gone. She blinked her confusion and examined the envelope "...Drugs?" but it wasn't drugs. It was a simple white envelope addressed to her with 'Accepted' stamped to it in red ink and no explanation. "Please don't be anthrax" Curious enough to check she tore off the side of the envelope and poured it's contents into her opposite hand. They included one written letter and a personal ID with little more than a name, number, picture, and insignia on it. "Not anthrax..." She said pocketing the non explanatory card in favor of the letter "........A shop?...". Not having anything better to do She followed the directions in the letter to the shop.

The setting changes from Sherfield to Fairy Tales (The bookstore)

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Character Portrait: Hugh Sangster Character Portrait: Finn Calhainn Character Portrait: Carrie O'Neal Character Portrait: Sarah Lowe Character Portrait: Salem Character Portrait: Chandra Nishikawa
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Carrie had found the shop after despite a few distractions along the way but was put off by the number of people in the shop ".....These must be some popular drugs...". She considered simply dropping this and walking away as she was prone to doing but was strangely compelled to see this through. She reluctantly entered the shop and examined it's interior. "1,2,3,4....6........Cat!". Completely distracted Carrie walked over to the replica city and held her hand out to the feline "....Cat". She had not realized the disappearance of her letter and only caught peaces of what the shopkeeper was saying but did catch the part about her being a wizard "A wizard?....Neat" and casually returned her attention to the small black feline "...Cat". While she appeared to have lost interest she was wondering what the implications for going to such a place would be for a dropout like her. While she had doubts about this whole wizard thing she was simply too bored not to go with it. At least until she knew enough about it to lose interest. When the shopkeeper offered to answer questions she half raised her hand and stood perfectly still as she waited for a response ".........".

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Just then clapping could be heard from above catching everyone's attention, cutting off the book keeper just before he could address Carrie. There a young man leaned forward against the railing of the second floor, dressed in a blue button up and straight jeans with a headset hanging around his neck. "Well done" he said in a dry tone, "In less than five minutes you managed to divulge information to an unrelated party" while pointing at the man who was clearly not a wizard. The young man then looked at the father "Pardon me sir, it would seem my latest attempt to spark interest in our new book club may have come across as a bit bizarre" at this point the young man was receiving peculiar looks from everyone in the room but the book keep as he walked towards the father. The word "demon" could be heard as he passed the cat while giving it a dirty look. "I must express how sorry I am if I've wasted any of your time with this frivolous advertisement" he then outstretched his hand offering a handshake and naturally as all business men do the father outstretched his hand and opened his mouth as if to speak -suddenly- as their hands met the father vanished. In the next moment the young man was sitting on the desk facing the young wizards. Seeing the shock in Chandra's face he quickly said "Oh, don't worry... he's perfectly fine at work right now, if you happen to feel your legs become sore it's because you rode your bike here...". He then nodded to the entrance of the store and sure enough, as the young wizards looked to the door a broken and soaked bike could be seen leaning against the glass. "Now that the loose ends have been taken care of why don't you properly induct these fine wizards Alan... Alan. Alan wake up." Jakob then knocked the stack of books out from under Alan's head, all of them being copies of "Support your Local Wizard".

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"Zzzz... ZZ- AGH!" His head hit the desk as the books were knocked aside and he sat back up, rubbing his eyes. Salem hissed at the man as he walked by and swatted at him from his perch atop "Little Ben". He fixed his hair and put the books back into a pile. "I would ask you got here Jakob, but the question is rather redundant with you." He sighed and pulled out another drawer full of books, all bound in deep red leather and covered in strange glyphs. He snapped his fingers and they simply appeared in the hands of the young wizards crowding the entrance of his book shop. "Yes, you need to finish your normal schooling here in Sherfield before we can send you to the University. If we simply pulled you out and sent you off, we'd arouse a good deal of suspicion." He picked up a copy of the red leather book and held it up.

"Pay attention people, cause this book is your new best friend. This is A Guide to the Arcane. Anything and everything you need to know to control your magic is within this book, as well as contact information for every Wizard and advisory in our region."
He put the book down as Salem leaped down from his tower of legos and into his lap. He smiled and stroked the cat affectionately. "Now then, with all that settled, please get out of my store. Now." He snapped his fingers and willed his magic into being, gripping the young wizards and pushing them out the door and into the the rain, which seemed to be clearing up.

Alan turned in his chair to the Time Wizard Jakob Rothchild, Salem's hair standing on end at the mans presence. Cats were not fond of time magic, they seemed to have some sort of affinity for disturbances in time. That and Salem didn't seem to like Jakob. "Now then Jake, what can I do for you? Another book on time theory? Some more 20 sided dice perhaps?" he frowned and rested his hand on the cat. "Or did you goof again?"

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Character Portrait: Hugh Sangster Character Portrait: Finn Calhainn Character Portrait: Carrie O'Neal Character Portrait: Sarah Lowe Character Portrait: Chandra Nishikawa Character Portrait: Xavier Aragon
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Hugh blinked and looked around. He was outside in the rain again suddenly, slightly nauseous, with a book in his hands, and flanked by the other teens. Had that shopkeeper booted them out? It had happened so fast and his mind had been occupied on the thousand questions spinning around his mind. Alan must have used magic to force them out his store. If that was the case, though, and other lifeforms could be gripped with magic, what else could one do to a person? Hugh decided to shelve that particular question for the time being. Macabre possibilities did not need to be scrutinized too soon.

"What the hell?" he said, a little too loudly. It was the only exclamation he could think of that perfectly fit the situation. Within no more than a half an hour, he and the other teens had been hit with far too much information in far too little words. He still had questions and he would not be surprised if the others did as well. Glancing down at the book, he realized that Alan likely expected their questions to be answered by its pages. Still, that was no excuse to kick them out into the rain, questions heavy on their tongues and shock weighing down their minds.

"Someone please tell me that I'm not the only one who's completely flabbergasted by all this." he invited to none of the others in particular. Hugh shook his head, trying to clear away the muddled thoughts.

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Carrie blinked in confusion with her hand still up as she was suddenly out in the rain holding her book "...But...". She looked around at the other very confused adolescents still worried about her question but soon came back to the fact that sh was pushed out so abruptly ".......Rude...". Deciding to put it off till later as procrastination was something she had perfected to somewhat of an art form over the years she aimlessly meandered back towards where she came from. She wondered about her new-found title of wizard and started making random hand gestures and mumbling whatever made up words came to mind at random objects and people but none of them seemed to work. She didn't mind people seeing her acting weird. She already had a reputation as a bit of a basket case. She was more fixated on trying to do magic and how frustrating it was getting that it wasn't working. She wasn't entirely sold on the concept and yet something was telling her she should be able to do something. She was focused on this until some local chav recognized her and called out "Hey Muty, you swallow?!". She was used to this kind of teasing but the arsehole caught her in a bad mood and she turned around giving him the ol' two finger salute and yelling in a slur do to her not being used to yelling "Buggeroufyaprissarsechav!" inadvertently turning the bloke into a sow "....Uh oh......".

The setting changes from Fairy Tales (The bookstore) to Sherfield

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Xavier was at his computer once again. He was browsing through the internet. Nothing had caught on to be interesting right now. It was as boring as watching local news. Soon, through his headphones, he would hear knocks. He looked over at the digital clock in the corner of the screen; it wasn’t time to take his medicaments. Then what would it be? He turned around and walked up to the door. There was then a letter that slipped under his door. Which parents it was, it seems that they were interested in the letter. He tilted his head; who would send him a letter anyways? He was actually surprised that there was a use in hand-written letters. He slowly picked up the envelope and walked back towards his computer. With the light on his desk, he would shine light upon the envelope. The letter was sealed with wax, and with a symbol which he doesn’t know of the origin. He wondered, but he would then open the envelope, starting to read…

Sir Xavier Teratus,
You have been accepted…


Xavier frowned a bit at the letter. First of all, they didn’t even have his family name right. Teratus? It was like the name that we would give to a monster or something. Then the rest was just… unbelievable. Him? A wizard? What kind of trickery this was? He would then look further in the letter. Ah, now it might explains it; the Fairy Tales bookstore. He had been there a couple of times trying to find a gift for either his mother or father, but he never saw something that would interest them. Now it seems logical; it was just publicity. He set the letter aside into the bin, going back on the vast internet trying to forget about this trash.



After a few minutes, he would hear some knocks on his door against his door. He would look over as he found his mother entering into his room.

“Hey, my boy,” she said with her so delicate voice as she approached. Her smile would make every spirit calm, if that would be possible. Xavier looked back at his monitor, blankly staring at it as he leaned on his hand.

“Hey, mom,” he responded.

“So, did you open it yet?” She asked. Xavier pointed at the bin which she promptly glanced at. She let out a small sigh. “Well, what was it about?”

“Oh, some propaganda for this store called ‘Fairy Tales’. They even got my family name wrong,” he answered, unfazed by the problem. He would then feel his mom’s arm wrapped around him, holding him into a hug. She smiled down at him.

“Well, maybe you should look what it was about. Besides, I need you to make some errand. I’m missing a few ingredients for dinner and I’m helping your father with something.” She looked outside of the window which was always half-closed. “I know it is not especially, so I let you have the umbrella.”

Xavier let out a sigh. “Why don’t you go make the errands? I can help dad.” She shook her head.

“No. I think you should get outside sometimes. I mean, aren’t you bored of that internet of yours?” Xavier looked over his monitor. Yes, it was quite boring, and his only friend was still sleeping. He sighed and stood up.

“Fine.” He only said.

“Oh, by the way, you should go check for your pills. They should have arrived as well.” She added as they exited the room. Xavier quickly took the letter back into its enveloped so he doesn’t forget about it.

“Am I not supposed to be with you or dad for those kind of things?” He asked, tilted his head slightly to the side.

She giggled a bit. “You’re 17 now. You are, and legally, in the rights to get those.” Xavier would look at her for a moment, then nodded.

“If you say so. After all, you know more about the laws here than I do.” He replied as they were in front of the main door. He was given everything he needed to make the trip over there. They lived a bit away from the stores, but fortunately the buses were still operating in this weather. Once Xavier was done preparing, which didn’t really took that long, he walked outside with the umbrella protecting him.

His mother smiled, slowly closing the door behind him.



…Damn this, damn this fragmented life
How long have we spent on wasting time?
For centuries, our lives have been damned
Forever meant to suffer in this Neverland

My brain will short out, Kaiba-sensei
while staring at these hands that have been scraped
I know I can make it alright
Just press this button to reset our lives…




Xavier never thought how much awkward he was in the real world. With his disease, he could really do much but wonder what was real and what was false. His mind often break into fantasy and horrific visions. While other people could only see the boy stand calmly, his eyes was seeing something else. He could see beings that aren’t supposed there or seemed to be out of place, and he sometimes felt like he was falling in a hole. Even more, which the medication, moving around was a bit of a pain. Only, it didn’t matter now because he didn’t take them since he received his new ones today.

On his way to the bookstore, he could swear that the singer of the music he listened too was walking with him. When he passed in front of the shop, he would see that there was other people. Soon, his music came to a stop as he could swear that he felt breathing over his right ear. There was also a whisper.

“Go with them…” He heard in a deep, growl-ish voice. Usually, when he heard these sort of things, bad stuff happened. Not because he obeyed, but he often stood there in danger. Xavier shook his head. No, this time, he won’t play the dog. He took the letter and threw it away. He also took out his medication and quickly took a pill down. Soon, there was relief. The voice that tried to order him to get back the letter drowned into silence. He put back the music on, trying to forget about it as he walked back to his house instead of taking the bus. He tried to make it longer so his mother thinks that he really went to it. Besides, it seemed to get clearer.



… Can you see all of me?
Walk into my mystery
Step inside and hold on for dear life

Do you remember me?
Capture you or set you free
I am all, I am all of me
(I am, I am all of me!)…




Xavier finally got back to his house. The first thing he noticed was that his parents were talking loudly. It was a very rare thing, but it is usually good to ignore what they are saying. He set the bags on the counter and walked up the stairs into his room. The last thing he heard from his dad was:

“Teratus…. Teratus! How they even thought that he would be one of them!? It is ridiculous!”

It was an interesting question which Xavier didn’t have the answer. He was glad a bit that his father was on the same side as him. He set back into his chair and went back on his computer. His friend was still not there…

The setting changes from Sherfield to Fairy Tales (The bookstore)

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After some confusion and a very entertaining chase montage Carrie had somehow ended up a telephone pole with an angry pig squealing at her "I already told you I don't know how to turn you back!". (Why am I talking to the pig/person/thing?...can it even understand me?) She thought as she gripped said telephone pole. The pig squealed angrily "I don't know how I did it!!!...Don't talk to me it's creeping me out!". To anyone watching this was just the local crazy yelling at a farm animal. Carrie knew this and the embarrassment of which was not lost on her "Leave me alone!".