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Calysta Ambrosia

“I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.” ~ Leo Tolstoy

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a character in “The Exchange Program”, originally authored by maloneyc16, as played by RolePlayGateway

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        Full Name: Calysta Nikoletta Ambrosia

        Nicknames: Cal

        Gender: Female

        Sexuality: Heterosexual

        Age: 17

        Role: Angel girl #1

        Birthday and Zodiac: November 17th, Scorpio

        Place of Origin: Greece

        Face Claim: Marie Avgeropoulos

        Hex Code: #4080FF
       

       


       
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“I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.”

       


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Description: Calysta has straight dark brown hair and light green eyes that can appear to be blue or grey in certain lights. She is slightly shorter than average height and has a slim figure. Her jaw are chin are both slightly squared and she has a very bright and genuine smile. Calysta also has lightly tanned skin.

        Wing Description: Calysta's wings are a weathered white with shimmery silver tips. They look sharp and do not have an abundance of feathers. Her wingspan is about 10 feet long.

        Hair Color: Dark brown

        Eye Color: Light green

        Height: 5'5"

        Weight: 115

        Ethnicity: Greek

        Accessories: She wears a simple brown leather bracelet

        Piercings/Tattoos: Her ears are pierced
       


       


       
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“I like to be a free spirit. Some don't like that, but that's the way I am.”

       


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Personality: Calysta is a very free spirited person, she loves to explore and see new things. This has made her very curious and she often asks a lot of questions. She is also very outgoing and has no problems talking to strangers. Calysta is a very fun person to be around because she loves to do things, but her energetic behavior can sometimes be overbearing. She is a very confident person and can seem fearless, even though she is not. A large part of her personality is her stubbornness, which makes it extremely hard to persuade her to do anything.

        Likes and Dislikes

✔ Playing the drums ✔ Dancing ✔ Music ✔ Fruit ✔ New Places ✔ Parties ✔ Animals ✔ Sports ✔ Rain ✔ Thriller Movies ✔ Exercise ✔ Nature


        ✘ Reading ✘ Having nothing to do ✘ Snow ✘ Boring People ✘ Being Indoors ✘ Shopping ✘ Silence

        Strengths and Weaknesses

        ✔ Extremely agile.

        ✔ Gifted at playing the drums.

✔ She is a free spirit and is fun to hang out with.

        ✔ Calysta is very outgoing and can make friends easily.

        ✘ Her stubbornness can be frustrating to other people.

        ✘ She is extremely nosy.

        ✘ She tends to try dangerous things.

✘ She is a horrible cook.

✘ Her overly confident demeanor can be obnoxious to some people.


        Power: Calysta's power is enhanced agility. She has fast reflexes, enhanced speed, and enhanced strength. Her fast reflexes are the most noticeable. Humans just see her as being a gifted athlete.    

        Fears: Calysta has Aquaphobia which is the fear of water or more specifically, the fear of drowning
       

       


       
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“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing.”

       



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Calysta has lived in a discreet tribe of angels her entire life. Until now, she has been homeschooled by her parents and was rarely allowed to leave the tribe. The angels from her tribe do not like to interact with humans, but Calysta has always been fascinated with them. This has caused her to have a strained relationship with her parents and older brother because they disapprove of her interest in humans. Both her parents and her tribe have very strict rules and Calysta has always been talented at breaking them. She had snuck out of her tribe to observe humans countless times and her tribe, hoping her curiosity might finally be satiated, decided to make her be an exchange student.

In the past, Calysta was almost drowned to death by an angel in her tribe and is now terrified of water.

        Miscellaneous: N/A
       

So begins...

Calysta Ambrosia's Story

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Character Portrait: Briallen J. Samson Character Portrait: Zeke Rojas Character Portrait: Alexandra Birdie Mccomisky Character Portrait: Calysta Ambrosia
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B R I A L L E N . S A M S O N
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Dialogue: #F35E64
Sophomore
Demon Girl
Location: John F. Kennedy
International Airport
Queens, New York
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Briallen raised an eyebrow and turned to the new girl. Whoa. Sure, her aura wasn't as strong as the demon boy's, but Briallen was definitely sure that she wasn't human. Although real demons didn't arise from hell and follow Lucifer - whatever his name was - they all possessed some sort of darkness in their aura. Stupid humans always thought darkness represented evil, and light represented good. Not the case.
Briallen was getting off track. She knew the demon boy was demon due to that specific darkness in his aura, but the girl didn't have it. Her aura almost felt...hollow to Briallen. Not necessarily incomplete, but just...weak. Almost like the heartbeat of a dying human.
Damn, Briallen suddenly understood, even though her expression didn't reveal anything. She's a stinking angel.
Briallen narrowed her eyes at the newcomer, making sure it wasn't particularly unkind. "Briallen," she responded to the angel's greeting. "Charmed."
She extended her hand to the angel. Although you wouldn't describe the gesture as friendly, it definitely wasn't hostile. Though Briallen's dark and almost scary demeanor didn't help with the "not hostile" part.

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Character Portrait: Briallen J. Samson Character Portrait: alexandra birdie mccomisky Character Portrait: Zeke Rojas Character Portrait: Calysta Ambrosia Character Portrait: Emma Morrison
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Dialogue #614051
Senior
Demon Boy
Current ObsessionHumble || Kendrick Lamar
Location ❈ John F. Kennedy
International Airport
Queens, New York

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Like moths to a flame Zeke’s fellow exchange students begin to pile in. However, he can’t help but notice a very small, insignificant, microscopic detail. None of these motherfuckers are human. It’s like his spidey senses are tripping on acid when short, dark, and demon-y strolls up, reeking of well...demon--just pure vibrating darkness in such a small being. Zeke snaps his attention to her, his eyes widening when their gazes meet and he’s greeted with something just a hair short of suspicion. Okay Zeke thinks, his eyes narrowing in intrigue. So, he’s not the only big fish in his cesspool of a pond. Fun times. He winks at her, a crooked smirk sliding onto his angular face. A glint shines in his dark hues before he snuffs it out fast enough to keep it private.

And if you think seeing his first demon outside of his family tree isn’t overwhelming enough, well, here comes another strange tingle glow climbing up his spine. It’s a very different sense than the demon girl...uh, Braillen, he remembers her saying. He makes a mental note to probe her mind later. Now his attention is pulled by the shimmering aura radiating off of another one of the students. This shit is starting to get funny. He glances at their redheaded host; clearly clueless to the fact that there are three inhumans standing here. It’s like they already have an inside joke.

"Hi everyone! My name's Calysta Ambrosia, I'm one of the exchange students."

He can’t hold in the sarcastic snort that slips when the introduction is over. It’s just too good, really. ”Que diablos?” {What the fuck?} he mumbles under his breath. He’s staring at Calysta rather intensely, but cut him some slack. To him, she’s a walking puzzle. He’s never been around such a shimmering, glow of an aura. It’s stronger than a human’s...lighter, too, but it’s not vibrating and flexing like Demon Girl. No, her vibe gleams.

“What are you?” The words come out before he’s able to stop them, but he just has to know. But then, he steals a look at Red, suddenly realizing that this is more of a later date type question.. Another mental note implants itself into Zeke’s mind. “Sorry, I mean where are you from?” He glances at Braillen, “The both of you?”

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B R I A L L E N . S A M S O N
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Dialogue: #F35E64
Sophomore
Demon Girl
Location: John F. Kennedy
International Airport
Queens, New York
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Briallen narrowed her eyes at Demon Boy. Ah, he noticed. Good. At least he wasn't stupid.
The dark-haired girl stood there for a few moments, not saying a thing, before choosing to respond. "Gwynedd, Wales," Briallen said simply. "A place of rolling green hills and absolutely no one...different." Briallen placed just enough emphasis on the last world just so Demon Boy and Angel Girl could recognize what she was hinting at, but not enough for Redhead to pick up on what Briallen was inferring. To Redhead, it would just sound like a blase, yet almost sarcastic response. But to these two?
Briallen suddenly remembered something. What are their powers? the demon thought abruptly. She hoped that neither of them had mind-reading powers of any sort, although it probably wouldn't be a big concern for her. Back in her demon clan, a Corrupted was known for having the powerful ability of reading minds. Everybody tried to keep a distance from him, as he only needed to be at most 10 feet away from someone to probe their mind. But Briallen's mind was - strangely - too chaotic for him. When he collapsed, he said something about "so dark, so cold, but it burns too much to be possible" or something like that. He was already overusing his power, anyway. His power was bound to wreak havoc on him sooner rather than later.
To put it simply, he died.
Speaking of powers, Briallen was hoping to perfect her vision, with these two around. Recently, she wasn't just restricted to the "I can see this from a mile away!" type of vision. She had started understanding people more, with more of a "staring into your soul" type of vision. Sure, Briallen had a damn long way to go, but at least she was somewhere.

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C A L Y S T A . A M B R O S I A
Dialogue: #4080FF
Calysta shook Briallen's hand as the girl introduced herself. Calysta didn't know for sure what these two were, but if she had to guess she would say that they're demons. Of course, Calysta had never met a demon before, but she knew of them and she couldn't think of anything else that would have such a dark vibe.
Calysta could feel Briallen scrutinizing her and the boy staring at her and she assumed that they had already figured out that the only human here was the redhead.
After several seconds of silence the boy spoke up. “What are you?” Calysta raises her brow at the question and glanced at the redhead. He must have realized that he shouldn't be saying stuff like that in front of the human because he tried to cover it up.
“Sorry, I mean where are you from?” He glanced at Briallen, “The both of you?”
Briallen answered first, "Gwynedd, Wales, a place of rolling green hills and absolutely no one...different."
By the amount of emphasis the dark haired girl put on the word different, Calysta was now positive that Braillen knew that neither her nor the boy were human.
"I'm from Greece, nothing special about it either." Calysta looked Briallen in the eyes as she said this, trying to communicate to her that she understood what she had meant when she said different.

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Dialogue: #D58279
English Teacher
Location: John F. Kennedy
International Airport
Queens, New York
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Driving in New York was nothing like driving in Arizona. The realization came to Emma quickly after she'd pulled out of the rent-a-car parking lot and had been cut off by some maniac who decided red lights didn't really apply to them. Jerk. Against all odds, thirteen near-death experiences, and a stray dog crossing in the middle of a busy street later, Emma Morrison turned the car off and let out a heavy, relieved sigh.

'Maybe I should just call an uber and deal with the rental company charges later,' she thought, taking a look around the six-seater (not including shotgun) she'd rented specifically to pick up these exchange students and sighed again, this time the sigh was long, drawn-out, and weary. She couldn't really afford to say 'no' to housing the exchange students who weren't able to find housing but she allowed herself to take a moment to lament her comfortable solitude and bid it goodbye, hoping the exchange students wouldn't have too hard of a time adjusting to her lifestyle.

"Alright," she breathed to herself, slowly removing the keys from the ignition, biding her time, "no big deal, Em, you're already here so let's just...Just do it." She steeled her resolve by flipping down the sun visor and glancing into the mirror, primping her hair and checking her makeup before finally slipping out of the car, grasping her purse and a white, cardboard sign with the words 'Altumae High' in bold, black letters, before shutting the driver's side door with an audible slam and searching the car keys for the locking mechanism, finding it and locking the car behind her as she made her way through the parking lot towards the John F. Kennedy airport, looking around wide-eyed as she took in the sights.

Five months in New York and the place still amazed her.

"It was terminal C, right?" She muttered to herself, adjusting the sign so the words could be seen clearly as she glanced around the terminal, pursing her lips and hoping to god she wasn't lost.

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Dialogue #614051
Senior
Demon Boy
Current ObsessionHumble || Kendrick Lamar
Location ❈ John F. Kennedy
International Airport
Queens, New York

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Zeke listens with a thick brow quirked, mild interest evident in the heat of his stare. Funny, when Moody suggested he pose as an exchange student, the last thing he expected was to meet two other inhumans. He has to admit, he’s starting to come around. He has so many questions, so much he wants to explore. What can they do? If he can manipulate the mind, what could they do? He glances over to Braillen, watching her face change as she became lost in thought. Can’t say he blames her; these are rather bizarre circumstances. That’s when he realizes that he hasn’t contributed his story yet. With all this new information coming at him so suddenly, he too, is getting lost in thought.

“Oh yeah,” he says, distantly. “Well, I’m from the Dominican Republic.” How the hell would he describe it? Especially, since he’s never been to the place. Shrugging his shoulders in a rather convincing display of indifference. “I guess, it’s just as mundane as your countries or whatever. Moving on!” Eager to get the attention off of him, Zeke immediately makes an effort to change topics. His attention shifts to the silent redhead. “Not much for talking, are ya?” he quips, resisting the habit to roll his eyes. “So, Miss Tour Guide, guide us.”

He’s staring at her impatiently before something else catches his attention. Another sign. But, this time, it was being held by someone a bit older. He furrows his brows, a little confused by the new sign waving in the air when they were already with someone that’s pulled that before. Nevertheless, this other woman seems far prone to talking than Little Red over here.

“Hey look,” he says to the others as he points to the stranger with the sign. “There’s another Exchange Program sign. Let’s check that shit out.”

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Sophomore
Demon Girl
hex codes: #F35E64



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Briallen was brought back to the present as the demon boy started speaking. "Oh yeah," he started to speak in an almost distant manner. "Well, I'm from the Dominican Republic." There was an evident pause that caught Briallen's attention. "I guess, it's just as mundane as your countries or whatever. Moving on!" Briallen quirked an eyebrow up. She wasn't stupid. She had definitely noticed the hasty way he avoided describing his country. It was like he didn't even know it.
Hypothetically, if Demon Boy was pretending to hail from the Dominican Republic, he wasn't doing a very good job. Someone with even a lick of sense would know to research the country they were pretending to be from. If Demon Boy was pretending to be from the Dominican, he was doing a shitty job of it.
But at the same time, he definitely did not seem like he was from the Dominican Republic for real.
"Not much for talking, are ya?" Demon Boy quips, his expectant gaze on the redhead. "So, Miss Tour Guide, guide us."
Briallen, like Demon Boy, was growing impatient. She looked around the airport, her eyes drawn to another Altumae High School sign. As soon as the dark-haired demon saw the sign, she did what she did best.

She ditched them.

Briallen was already heading over to the sign, the demon boy's words fading over the noise of the crowd. She approached the blonde woman holding the sign and stated her name in two brusque words. The blonde looked relatively young for an adult, but she was definitely too old to be a student. She couldn't possibly be hosting an exchange student.