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"The night seemed suddenly defiled by the absence of music, as if the silence itself was injecting a sickness that only another song could cure." - The Accidental Siren, Jake Vander Ark



Name: Alex Howard Wright

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Species: Fallen Angel

Personality: Alex is quiet and shy. He mostly keeps to himself, but if he has to be around people, then he'll endure it. Alex doesn't normally stick around long enough for you to get to know him, but he will if you interest him. Once you do start to get to know him, you'll see that Alex is rather mysterious, but super nice.



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Abilities: ✔ Can Read Minds

✔ Can Sense When People Are Nearby

✔ Levitation

Weakness: ✘ Short Temper

Bio: Alex was the son of a wealthy family before he had first died. The family had many enemies who would always try to kill them. One day, one of those enemies succeeded in putting a bullet through Alex's heart. He died immediately. He went up to Heaven. As Alex started to spend his time up there, he began to grow bored and restless. He rebelled and demanded to go down to Earth. He got more than what he wanted. He was cast out of Heaven completely, never to return until permitted.

Other Information: He loves animals.

"Normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly." - Morticia Addams

Name: Waverley Sycamore

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Species: Witch

Personality: Due to the massive influence of Dark Magic as a child, Waverley is very dark and closed. She uses her wit and cunning to manipulate and disturb people. She is still seen as one of the most dangerous witches in the world and is not a good enemy to have. She usually only show a calm coldness around most people, establishing herself with a aura of power as a warning to her fellow witches. She rarely shows any real
Appearance: Waverley has long, lose pale blonde hair and light grey eyes. She has high cheekbones, her face is kind of narrow with a pointed chin. She has a long straight nose and pale mulberry lips.





General Style: Back in the days when Mörk was in power, Waverley would mostly wear long black cloaks and dresses to shield herself from Sweden's bitter cold. Now she earmarks more modern clothes, to "fit in". Crop tops, shorts, dresses and stuff.

Bio: Waverley is from the small town of Sollefteå, Sweden. She was born on the 9th of November, 1387 (so she is immortal) to the Swedish Mörk Coven. The town of Sollefteå was one of the first established villages founded by Witches before the Mongol Massacre. In the towns (real) early history all of the citizens were witches. Little towns like these were established all over Europe in the 13th, 14th and 15th centuries.

Before Waverley was born, in the beginning of the 13th century the dreaded Mongol Empire rose up from Asia under the terrible Barbarian Genghis Khan. Over the century the Mongol Empire expanded rapidly from Asia, into the Europe ( this was the time when the continents were not separated, but connected creating, one huge continent). Europe at the time was the home to most of the witch race, and the Mongol Soldiers slaughter thousands of humans and witches. Naturally with their magic abilities, many covens fought back to protect their homes and the humans as well, but their magic wasn't enough and the Mongol's had their own magic users who over powered and killed a lot of witches during the time.

But there was one Coven, the Mörk (dark) Clan who fought and destroyed the Mongol soldiers to prevent the empire from venturing any father into Europe.Mind you, the Mörk Clan was not like any of the other Witch Clans at the time. The witches if this clan specialized in dark magic and used it's power to their own accord. After the empire fell in the mid/late 14th century, the few Witch covens left, had to start anew and re- establish order. The witch covens moved farther North into Europe, away from the land that once belonged to the Mongol's. Naturally, being born in a Clan of Dark Witches, Waverley grew up learning dark magic from her parents Astrid and Adam. The most wicked of witches. they were cruel and harsh, they terrorized the humans and unleashed the horrible black death plague on the humans as a (cleansing) stating that the human population was growing to much. As a child Waverley learned the most wicked of spells and curses, using her magic for her own gain. After her parents death, she took over the Mörk Coven. Most of the other witch covens despised and hated the Mörk Coven, calling their methods cruel and selfish, but some clan thought different, and joined with the Mörk Coven making it the biggest Coven of all.
In the 16th century, the Witches went to war with each other. The Mörk against all the others. The Mörk Coven fell and was outcasted by the Witches. With her Coven in shambles, Waverley made a treaty with the Witches. A treaty that would give the Mörk Coven it's place back in the Witch world, but forbid them from ever using dark magic again. Waverley held her position as ruler and still does to this day. Nowadays like most of the other clans Waverley moved her clan to the new world, in the America's to Warner climates. The Mörk Coven now resides in the city of Chicago in the Americas.

other: Do not be fooled by her cold personality. she is able to feel to feel real emotion if you are strong enough to try.

took me like 2 hours to figure out the whole thing.

“A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.” ~ Max Muller
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{Name} Rhonwen Nord
~Nickname: Roe (Pronounced like the action of moving oars.)
{Gender} Female
{Age} 19
{Birthday} October 9th
{Zodiac sign} Libra
{Sexuality} Heterosexual
{Hometown} Isola Bela, Italy
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“Hold fast to dreams. For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.” ~ Langston Hughes
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{Appearance}
~eyes: Hazel
~hair: Auburn
~weight: 112lbs
~height: 5'11"
~markings: Rhonwen has a sum of 3 tattoos and a various collection of scars strewn across her body. (view spoiler)[ 1) 2) 3) (hide spoiler)]

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”Life is the flower for which love is the honey.” ~ Victor Hugo
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{Species} Demi- mythical descendant of an avian.( See history for more detail. )
{Powers} She can shift into two forms( mythical bird & Human). Rhowen has an uncanny knack of controlling fire and she has a way of way of wondering into other’s thoughts.
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”Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind.” ~ Carl Reiner
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{Personality} Rhonwen is extremely detached and withdrawn. Preferring to be on by herself, she spends most of her time avoiding contact with others; so you’ll find her in the oddest most decollate places. Considerate and thoughtful, she likes to think her actions and words through before she speaks. So, there can be a lot of pauses and uncomfortable silences when you’re on a topic she doesn’t like. She can be described as mysterious and detached, having an ‘I really don’t care.’ attitude.
Rhowen is and inspired girl. She has passions for music and art which presses her to have a goal and gift in her otherwise desolate life. She is completely aware of her oddity, and is known for saying “I’m like a flake of snow in a patch of flowers, no one looks or sees me. I’m just an infinitesimally small patch of white, in a color orientated world.” Being ignored doesn’t bother her, she actually prefers solitude. She feels uncomfortable when in large groups of people and she doesn’t like to show off her talents. Mysteries in nature, she intrigues most of those who she comes in contact with.
Don’t mistake her quietness for weakness. Extremely powerful for age, she is only gaining skill as the years go by. Talented in battle, deadly with words, and otherwise fearsome in any type of argument, Rhowen’s anger is something to be feared; though, it extremely difficult to evoke any reaction more than a scoff and or a smirk. She doesn’t give out trust easily, believing that trust is earned received easily. She can be kind and loving if you give her enough time to get to know you.
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”The flower which is single need not envy the thorns that are numerous” ~ Rabindranath Tagore
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{History} Rhowen was a freak from the beginning. From her odd parentage, she received both the attraction of fire and the fear of it. Seeing that her mother was a shape shifter and her father was a phoenix, she was an odd mix of mythical and animalistic traits. She never her knew her father, he had abandoned her pregnant mother at the slightest sign of ‘the baby’. The very notion of having a child was repugnant to him.
Though Rhowen lived with her mother, she was very independent from a young age. Homeschooled for most of the early time in her life she excelled in earning knowledge. She always had always had a feeling that her life was going to be short. Which was a fact told to her later in her life by her father, whom only came to their house to tell her she was going to die before she reached the age of thirty. It seems birds of eternal life don’t like half breeds tarnishing their names. Her life continued on for some years until she was fifteen. When she made the decision to travel before her short life ended. She has been moving from country to country ever since, gaining appreciation for the world that she will barely touch.
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“The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.” ~Margaret Atwood
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{Strengths}
⇝ Independence
⇝ Artistic Interest
⇝ Musical Talents
⇝ Resistance to fire
{Weaknesses}
⇜ A Short life
⇜ Utter lack of interest
⇜ Insomnia
⇜ Her fear of open doors
{Likes}
✔ Snow
✔ Being out in nature
✔ Music & Art
✔ Tales & old lore
✔ Being alone
{Dislikes}
✘ Large groups
✘ Loud noises
✘ Open doors
✘ Dogs
✘ The taste of chocolate
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”For happiness one needs security, but joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair.”> ~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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{Relationship status} Single
{Crush} Open
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”The snow itself is lonely or, if you prefer, self-sufficient. There is no other time when the whole world seems composed of one thing and one thing only.” ~Joseph Wood Krutch