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~Take every chance. Drop every fear~


Name: Harper
Meaning: Harp Player
Origin: English

Middle Name: Fay
Meaning: Fairy or Elf
Origin: French

Last Name: Tatum
Meaning: Full Of Spirit, Cheerful
Origin: English

Pseudonym: H.F. Tum

Age: 17
Date of Birth: 8/6/97
Place of Birth: English
Ethnicity: British

Gender: Female
Relationship Status: Single

Division: Booth
Grade: 12
Speciality: Pistol

Appearance: ( Face Claim: Peyton List )http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20...
Harper has a average build which is sometimes useful in missions. Also, she has blonde hair that she usually wears either in a pony tail or in a bun. Her eyes a muddy green almost like an olive shade in color and her eyes are a standard size for her body. She has paler skin that is always perfect. Also she has a light pink color lip and high cheek bones. By the way she has an face shape that is more on the oval side.
Eye color: Olive
hair Color: Blonde
Height: 5'6
Weight: 117
Vocal Attributes: British

Personality: Harper isn't the stereotypical 'outgoing beautiful girl' or the 'shy lonely girl'. Trust me there are to many of those. Harper is pretty much average with a spark of special. She is humorous, likable, a little popular, afraid of what hides beyond the school, and is easily scared.

Harper is humorous more than anything else. Sometimes, her humorous comments can be taken offensively even though they rarely are meant to be taken in the manor. Most of the time whenever she cracks a joke everyone around her laughs. A lot of people say her humor is what makes her so likable and a tad bit popular. Yes, Harper does have a wide rang of friends. Its not like she has some friends and all they do is go around and taunt about how they are popular. Because its not. She has a lot of friends but still hangs out with anyone outside her group. A lot of Harper's personality is fear of what lys beyond the school. What happens when there are no missions left is a common question she asked her self.

Strengths:
- Physically strong
-Charming
-Good with weapons
-Mentally strong
-good in school
-smart
-street smarts

Weaknesses:
-Amount of fear
-doesn't work well with other people
-can't handle other ideas besides hers well

Likes:
-Music
-School
-Missions
-Accomplishing things
-Dancing

Dislikes:
-Many people
-Dumb people
-Girly things
-Un-tasteful stuff
- Kiss-ups
- Fakeness

History: Before Harper was sent to the Academy she lived in a little apartment above a stationary shop with her Mother, Father, and Brother in Florida. Her Father worked at a small filming shop making cartoons that only reached out to about 18 peoples cable. She attended public school and got straight A's. She and her brother walked to school everyday while their mother would work at a dry cleaners and her father working on his cartoons. She and her family loved there little apartment even though it was to small and pretty ugly. Since, no one minded her parents didn't put in any extra work to make the living situation better.

But, one day the walking to school came to a stop and and Harper's mother didn't have to work extra. The deal of a life time came up in her father's little shop. His cartoons channel was the thing to watch every Saturday night at a 6:30. The stuffed animals of the characters came in every happy meal for weeks and then whenever a new character was added it would be made into a stuffed animal and be sold at every toy store. After the life changing experience the Tatum family moved out of the small apartment and into a mansion on the country side. They didn't have a farm or anything it was just a big house on a big lot.

Harper was now home schooled by a paid teacher who came in 5 days a week, 6 hours a day to teach her math, philosophy, reading, history, language, and science . After a while all the fame and money went to the families head and they began to act well… fake. That was the last thing Harper wanted. A fake family. Not long after she saw what was happening to her parents and sibling; buying Bentley's and vacation homes, long fur cloaks and tailored suits, going to dinner parties on daily bases and ordering the most fine meals. She ran away. In a day or two they found her at a Stop'n Shop buying Sour Patch Kids & some Pepsi. They, the police, immediately took her home whenever they found her.

She went back to living her fake life then- BAM! Harper did it again. Ran away with her mothers Visa and stayed in a hotel room at the Ritz for a night. No one found her there. Then the next night at a Hyatt no one found her. Finally, on her 4th night a man who saw a flyer saw her at the pool drinking pink lemonade. That is when her parents had enough. In a month they sent her to the Academy & let her visit on holidays.

Family:
-Dad: Henry ( Alive )
-Mom: Louise ( Alive )
-Brother: Henry II ( Alive )

Other Relationships:
- Sydney: Friend ( Alive )
- Edward: Ex-boyfriend ( Dead- Car crash )

Weapons:
- Throwing Dagger
- Guns


Clothing Style: http://www.gorodmod.ru/wp-content/upl...

~We learn from our failures. Not from our success~

"I rely on my instincts and intuition, and I feel it's so imperative for to people to follow not the path but their path"

[ Name ] Alexandra Rosaline McFee
[ psuedonyms ] 'Xandra, Alex, Alli



[ Age ] 17
[ date of birth ] April 21st
[ place of birth ] London, England
[ ethnicity ] British



[ Gender ] Female
[ sexual orientation ] Heterosexual
[ relationship status ] Single



[ Division ] Booth
[ grade ] 12
[ specialty ] Most proficient in sniping, closely followed by hand-to-hand combat

[ Appearance ]







[ eye color ] bottle glass green with flecks of amber
[ hair color ] a mix between red and deep brown. The red shine is only seen in direct light
[ height ] 5'7
[ vocal attributes ] She has a sort of gravely voice, as if she were a smoker, although she's never smoked in her life. She has a strong British accent
[ distinguishing feature(s) ] a small scar on her lower back

[ Personality ]
She is very very sarcastic.Typically, Alexandra keeps to herself, so she doesn't have to worry about sharing her inner feelings. She angers very quickly and if you ever get on her bad side, it is hard to get off it. She does have a weak spot for those who cannot defend themselves and feels it is her duty to save them. She feels a strong duty to protect those who are good and destroy those who are bad. She puts a ton of time into her work, she believes it is her most important reason for living. She really doesn't care what anyone else thinks.
Alexandra is not the kind of girl you will ever understand. She is hot one moment, and icy cold the next. And this is the way she has to be, her job requires it. She does not typically let others in to see the true side of herself.
But, there are a select few whom she does treasure. If you happen to get under Alexandra's skin, she will react one of two ways. At first, she will push you away, sometimes even acting as if she does not know you. But, after a period of time, she will become fiercely protective. She will joke and tease with the best of them, but only with those she truly trusts.
She always lives her life to the fullest,not wanting to miss a single part of it because she knows how easily a life can be ended.



"I won't make a bucket list because I'm so afraid that I'll die and then people will find my bucket list and be, like, "Oh, she didn't get to do that."

[ strengths ]
Hand-to-hand combat
Sniping
Blending in with the crowd
Listening to others

[ weaknesses ]
Opening up to others
Trusting Anyone
Depression
Frogs

[ likes ]
Training
Gymnastics
Writing
Romance Novels
A good bottle of wine

[ dislikes ]
Frogs
Sunny days
Roses
People speaking of her mother
Anti-Feminists



[ History ]
Alexandra was the daughter of a famous assassin. Although, she did not know this until much later in her life. Her mother would go on 'business trips' leaving her with a close family friend for long periods of time.
When she turned of age to attend the school, her mother revealed her life, explaining to her what she did, and the true difference between right and wrong, how the lines can easily become blurred. The first bonding experience they had together was her mother showing Alexandra how to assemble and dissemble a sniper rifle.
When she was a sophomore, her lessons going very well and she was top of her class, her mother went MIA. Later, they found a body assumed to be hers, almost completely obliterated. The only means of identification was through her teeth.
Alexandra's life completely faltered. For the first month after her mother's passing, her grades dropped, as did all her testing scores. She lost her rank as top of her class and showed very little emotion towards anyone.
The school tried to get her to speak with a provided psychologist and for the entire month she never said a word. The session after a month of her mother's passing, it was said she spoke, but what she said has never been mentioned. She's been on anti-depressions ever since.
After that month, she has been working her way constantly back to the top of class, focusing all her time on studying and preparing.

[ Family ]
Father: Unknown
Mother: Emily McFee (Deceased)

[ Other Relationships ]
None



Watch out for the heart in that one, it's as cold as ice

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▹part one◃

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▪ Amira Jade Eyles ▪

Amira ↪ ah-MEER-ah Amīra is an Arabic name, the feminine form of Amīr which means “prince, ruler”. For females the name translates to “princess”. In Hebrew, Amira is also the feminine form of Amir which means “treetop”. Alternately, the Hebrew word “amira” literally translates to “one who speaks” or “eloquence”.

Jade ↪ JAYDE Jade is obviously the name of a precious stone; it’s derived from the Spanish words “(piedra de) ijada” that literally translates to ‘(stone of the) bowels.’

Eyles ↪ EYE-yells It is derived from the medieval given name Elis, the Greek form of the Hebrew Elijah, meaning "Jehovah is God". This name was borne by a prophet, but it's popularity among Christians in the Middle Ages was from two sources. The first from the famous Crusades, when knights returning from their many efforts to free the Holy Land from the Muslims, would give their children names associated with Greece and the Bible, and secondly because it was a saints name. These included a 7th Century bishop of Syracuse and a 9th Century Spanish martyr. The surname in England dates back to the early 13th Century.

also known aѕ: Shadow; The Shadow

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▪ 18 years old ▪
seemingly in her early twenties

date of birth ↪ October 31st
time of birth ↪ 10:01am
blood type ↪ AB+
zodiac sign ↪ Scorpio (view spoiler)[
Scorpio is the eighth sign of the zodiac, and that shouldn't be taken lightly -- nor should Scorpios! Those born under this sign are dead serious in their mission to learn about others. There's no fluff or chatter for Scorpios, either; these folks will zero in on the essential questions, gleaning the secrets that lie within. Scorpios concern themselves with beginnings and endings, and are unafraid of either; they also travel in a world that is black and white and has little use for gray. The curiosity of Scorpios is immeasurable, which may be why they are such adept investigators. These folks love to probe and know how to get to the bottom of things. The fact that they have a keen sense of intuition certainly helps.

The Scorpion symbolizes Scorpio, and that is no accident. Much like the Scorpion would rather kill itself than be killed, those born under this sign are in ultimate control of their destiny. It is life on the Scorpion's terms, too, since these folks promote their agenda (they are quite the executives) and see to it that things go forward. Others may find this overbearing (it can be) and even self-destructive, but that's the beauty of the Scorpio: they have tremendous regenerative powers, much like the literal Scorpion can lose its tail and promptly grow a new one. Fearless Scorpios rarely lose; they just keep on going, since they are stubborn and determined to succeed (this Scorpio trait is in keeping with the Fixed Quality assigned to this sign). Scorpios work as hard as they do so they can someday sit back and feel satisfied with themselves. These folks are intense, passionate and filled with desire. They're also complex and secretive, so don't expect to get much out of them, lest they become suspicious and exit stage left. It's best not to bet against Scorpios, either, since these folks are surprisingly resourceful.

Scorpio is ruled by Mars and Pluto. Mars was the God of War in ancient Roman mythology and is the first (and most ancient) ruler of Scorpio. When Pluto was discovered in the 20th century, it was also assigned to this sign. Pluto was known as the God of the Underworld in ancient Roman times, so when coupled with Mars, expect some intense energy to head toward Scorpions here on Earth. This planetary combo makes for people who are motivated, penetrating and aware. Scorpions don't miss much, since they are highly attuned to the vibrations of others. They are intuitive, probing and very focused on knowing who's who and what's what. Scorpios can lose their temper (and even become vengeful) when someone gets in their way, so it's best to give them plenty of room. Remember, they're unafraid, and a loss today simply means an opportunity for victory tomorrow.

The Element associated with Scorpio is Water. As opposed to the 'roiling seas' seen in other Water Signs, a better motto for Scorpios would be 'still waters run deep.' Those born under this sign are as emotional as their waterborne brethren, it's just that they're not as likely to show it. The Scorpio's emotions are repressed, kept under cover. Again, these are secrets to be used another day. That said, be aware that these folks are clever, perceptive and always in the mix. Their ability to see into things can sometimes be a curse for Scorpios, however, since they can take an insignificant matter and turn it into a huge slight. Beware the Scorpio who feels crossed! These folks can turn vindictive in no time flat. Luckily, once Scorpios catch their breath, they will return to their usual determined and loyal (albeit strong-willed) ways. Finally, while Scorpios aren't above some subtle manipulation to get what they want, they'd much rather take a scientific, even mystical path. The Scorpio-born are powerful and passionate, qualities that serve them well, as long as they don't let them deteriorate into self-indulgence or compulsion.

Scorpios love competition in both work and play, which is why they'll air it out in sports and games. Extreme sports are right up Scorpio's alley, as is most anything that will test their mettle. They've got to have an adversary, since it makes the game that much more fun. Scorpio's colors? Powerful red and serious black. When it comes to love, though, Scorpios soften up a bit and are caring and devoted with their lovers, even if they do hold on a bit tight. Scorpios are also lusty in the extreme (how else?), so they need to be mindful of their reproductive organs.

The great strength of the Scorpio-born is in their determination, passion and motivation. Scorpios don't know the word quit, which is why they usually get the job done. A powerhouse? Like no other.
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▪ female - derived from the xx chromosome ▪
defines as female/feminine

asexual ↪ eternally single

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▪ human ▪
no superhuman abilities

affiliation ↪ the Icken division
specialty ↪ sneaking/stealth

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face claim ↪ Ellie Kendrick
some might imply that Amira is similar to a man, while others will deny the claim and state that she is beautiful. She never really cared much about that, although it is true she has chiseled features for a female. Her skin is a bit short of fair, and falls more on the pale side, considering she hides her face and body most of the time under clothes or indoors. Her hair is cut rather short, so it doesn't get in the way, and is naturally very curly. It's a dark brown color and usually all she does is brush it. As most brunettes do, Amira has chocolate brown eyes. Nothing to be too excited about. She's grateful for her size, as it allows easier movement and greater agility. She stands at five feet, one inch, weighs 115 pounds and has a slim build. Not once has paint touched Amira's face on purpose, so you can count out any make up. Her clothing style is bland and basic, and if there was no dress code she would always be wearing black, tight outfits with a hood. But for now that's only for dressing down and missions. Her voice is deep and husky, once again much like a man, and she speaks quite a number of languages. She has a few scars on her cheeks, but they are light and hardly noticeable.

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▪ ISTJ personality type ▪
Amira is, essentially, a Jack-of-all-trades. She is often described as observant and good with facts, and she knows a little something about everything. She can be considered a walking encyclopedia. She's always a hard worker, and won't rest until her duties have been fulfilled. Because of her profession and specialty, she is very patient and determined.
A promise means everything to Amira. She would rather go overtime and lose sleep than not give something that was expected. She tends to be loyal, although she is typically a very quiet and reserved person. She dislikes rowdy crowds or loud noises, but that have proven to be excellent hiding places and good cover ups for killing. As much as she believes rules keep things in check, she's not afraid to break a few in order to get her job done.
Amira very rarely loses her temper, as that can be very dangerous and can eventually lead to blown covers. She believes that emotions shouldn't be a part of the decision making process, and is a very direct person. She doesn't sugar coat her words and prefers an inconvenient truth over a reassuring lie. This makes her judgemental and/or insensitive, but she doesn't see this as a weakness at all. Emotion and feeling should not get in the way of work.
She's very stubborn, since her way is usually the right way in her mind, and as such can hardly be reasoned with especially when it comes to "mercy". A foolish word in her book.

likes ↪ knives; sneaking around; gullible people; coffee; mystery books/movies
dislikes ↪ pollen; unnecessary public displays of affection; the color yellow; loud people
strengths ↪ hand-to-hand combat; stealth related things; knife/sword work
weaknesses ↪ negative personality traits as posted above; major allergies; unintentionally lies a lot

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▹part two◃

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▪ the story ▪
Amira was born on a cold Halloween night in 1995, right in a US Army military installation. Her father was a colonel with the US Army, and a damn good one at that. Her mother was and still is unemployed, but she was born into a rich family so it didn't matter much to Delaney. Although they could have just as easily been residing in a mansion as they were on the base, Delaney figured that her children should be birthed where they won't be raised helpless or weak as she was often treated in her childhood, with many nannies and maids always surrounding her. And so she birthed her first child there.
As there were only about 300 people total (more or less) living on the base, Amira wasn't necessarily raised with other kids her age. She was raised alone and more often with military mountain men surrounding her.
When she was two, her younger brother Frederick was born. Of course, a two-year-olds thoughts were not of sibling rivalry, but it soon grew to be just that.
When Amira was ten and Freddie was eight, their father taught them how to shoot a gun, but they both had interests elsewhere. Freddie liked science, and Amira liked knives. Well, and sneaking around the base.
As there were many places she couldn't be, she mostly found herself milling around the Fort aimlessly looking in windows and such. As she was young, she didn't really understand that she really shouldn't be spying on people.
She decided not to tell her dad about what she liked to do, and played with knives on her own. It was really very dangerous but she thought that she was pretty good at it.
Meanwhile, her brother was asking for science sets for Christmas, but that story is his own.
When Amira was around 14, one of her father's colleagues noticed her throwing around some knives and confronted her. She was devastated, as she thought she was in trouble, but the man told her that he knew someone that would be interested in her "skills". She was skeptical, but he would say no more, and that was the last she heard of that until she "graduated" homeschool.
The same man from three years ago approached her, and told her of a school that was for people just like her- and her brother.
Amira was interested immediately, and she was told her brother was contacted separately.
The man told her parents the academy was a boarding school/college specifically for military brats, and although the story sounded sketchy, that man and Amira's father had been friends for fifteen years. Oliver reluctantly agreed after reading a pamphlet "about the school".
She's been at the academy for a year, and has since come to specialize in stealth and knife throwing in the Icken division.


ethnicity ↪ American
place of birth ↪ Fort Greely, Alaska
current residence ↪ Ymira Academy of the Murderous Arts
belongings ↪ Aside from her traditional assassin/spy/whatever you want to refer to it as outfit, she has a dagger that she favors.
relationships ↪ family (view spoiler)[
mother; Delaney Eyles (née Richer); age 42; unemployed; love 10/10
father; Oliver Eyles; age 43; US Army Colonel (retired); love 9/10
brother; Frederick "Freddie" Eyels; age 16; Yu division student; love 8/10 (hide spoiler)]
friends (view spoiler)[she doesn't think that friends are very necessary, because they could get in the way of her work, but she does have some people she teams up with every once in a while. (hide spoiler)]
romantic relationships (view spoiler)[she's asexual, in the romantic orientation sense as well, so she doesn't bother with/care for/need that. (hide spoiler)]
enemies (view spoiler)[probably hundreds of people out there. (hide spoiler)]
goals ↪ to become a professional assassin

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[ Name ] Sadie Jane Lindbergh
[ psuedonyms ] Well... there are a few.
☩ Sadie Jane (although only one person may call her that, and you're probably not him)
☩ Lindy / Lucky Lindy (aaand this is what you get for having the same last name as Charles Lindbergh)
☩ The Lone Eagle (also because of the last name; doubles as her code name during missions)

[ Age ] 18
[ date of birth ] July 31
[ place of birth ] Boston, Massachusetts, U.S.A.
[ ethnicity ] White as a lily

[ Gender ] Female
[ sexual orientation ] Bisexual
[ relationship status ] It's complicated, okay?

[ Division ] Booth
[ grade ] 12
[ specialty ] Rifle, which is her best. However, her favorite is the compact bow, but she's not as competent and it's less practical so that's usually confined to the shooting range.

[ Appearance ]

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[ eye color ] Brown
[ hair color ] Light brown
[ height ] 5'5.5"
[ vocal attributes ] A strong Boston accent ("shouldn't you be at Hah-vahd, Lindy?")
[ distinguishing feature(s) ]
☩ (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]--on her upper back. Because she's damn proud to be American, and to her, the eagle has a double meaning. Because bald eagles are the national animal, duh, and also because her code name on missions? Lone Eagle.
☩ (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]--on the side of her right foot. Because her last name is Lindbergh, and also because one of her most distinct memories of her dad was him singing that song to her. He sang to her a lot, she remembers. But he sang that song the most.
☩ She wears her father's college ring on a chain around her neck. She only takes it off when she has to. It's one of the last things she has of him, okay?
[ dressing style ] Despite what many might believe, Sadie cares a lot about what she wears. Of course, comfort is first. But I mean... she's the most comfortable when she knows she looks good (and Sadie doesn't exactly struggle with body image too much), and so... well. (view spoiler)[


(hide spoiler)] Yeah, Sadie kind of loves it when she's allowed to change out of uniform.

[ Personality ] In a lot of ways, Sadie's kind of a walking, talking contradiction. She's down-to-earth and practical. She's generally pretty level-headed and most of the time her stress load isn't too much. She's a straight-A student and a dedicated worker. One of the best in her division. She's not a mean person. She doesn't believe in bullying. She's pretty lighthearted and has a sense of humor. And yeah, she laughs at her own jokes. Like 99% of the time. And if that was it? Sadie would be basically an angel. But she's not. And not just because she's being taught how to kill people.

No, Sadie's far from being a saint. Although she is a virgin, and if a certain someone would like to help her change that? Well... she's not going to complain. She might be down-to-earth but she's judgmental and hypocritical. She hates snobby Europeans, but she's a snobby American. She hates when people make fun of her accent, but she mocks them for their accents. She's a hypocrite, and she acknowledges this. Does she try to change it? Not really. (And this she justifies by saying that it's simply in human nature to be a hypocrite.) She might be level-headed, but she gets defensive. On a small level, of course; she wouldn't dare let emotions get in the way of something important. But she's not afraid of giving out a rude comeback. She doesn't have a problem with openly disliking people. She can be funny, but a lot of times it could be at the expense of others. And on the flip side, she takes certain things completely seriously, and those things? To her, joking is totally off-limits. And she's not afraid to tell you off for it. She's good at what she does, and she doesn't have a ton of body image issues well sometimes, she wonders why she's attractive to most people but not the person that it matters most for, and yeah, she's arrogant. She kind of tries to not be, but really? It's a half-assed effort.
[ strengths ]
☩ Vision -- Sadie has 20/20 vision, and she's damn proud of that. No glasses or contacts for this girl! Which is good, because honestly? Those are such a hassle in this line of work.
☩ Precise -- Not just in shooting but in most aspects of her life, Sadie takes great care to be exact in everything she possibly can. Granted, if she miscalculates, she flips, but hey... she tries to avoid that.
☩ Confident -- Sadie's a very confident girl, and yeah, she's kind of really arrogant. But hey. She's good at what she does, and she looks good while doing it. So it's not without reason.
[ weaknesses ]
☩ Vain -- Oh yeah, Sadie's totally vain. It's a fact, and she's more than willing to admit it. She's a good-looking person, and gee, does she know it. So yeah. On dress-down days? You bet she's going to wear skirts that show off her legs, because she has some pretty damn nice legs.
☩ Defensive -- She gets defensive about personal stuff. Like, being an American while being surrounded by mostly Europeans. Her accent. And her relationship with Aiden Blackthorne. So yeah. She just doesn't like being open with people. Is that such a bad thing?
☩ Aiden James Blackthorne -- Yeah, they're partners. Badass partners in crime. The works. But seriously... he tests new seduction techniques on her. You can't expect that to have no effect. And okay, she'll admit. He's attractive. But not as attractive as her.
[ likes ]
☩ The United States of America (hell yeah!)
☩ Chocolate (who doesn't?)
☩ Skirts and dresses (you gotta flaunt what you got)
[ dislikes ]
☩ Tea (yeah, no, I don't trust the Yu kids)
☩ Snobby Europeans (fuck you, I'm from the land of the free!)
☩ Silence (it's deafening *laughs at own joke*)

[ History ] September 11, 2001. Known to some as the Day the World Stopped Turning. Known to others as simply 9/11. To Sadie? The day she lost her dad. He'd lived in New York for a few years; shortly after Sadie's birth her parents had divorced and custody had been given to her mother. But she visited her dad sometimes. And she doesn't remember him well, but her memories of her father are precious to her.

Her mother had remarried a year and a half after her divorce to a man named Roland Maguire. Sadie's never really had any problems with Roland. He's not her dad, and he doesn't try to be. But he's the closest thing that she has to a dad these days, and so there's that. She's pretty close with Roland -- closer than she is to her mom. She has three step siblings: Harry, who's fifteen; Molly, who's thirteen; and Lucy, who's eight. And yeah, she'd do anything in the world for her siblings. That's just how it is. There's plenty of love in the Maguire family (but yeah, no, Sadie's never going to change her last name, not even when if she gets married someday; it means too much to her for that).


For Sadie's entire life, she's wanted to know one thing: Why? And it wasn't, Why do we exist? or Why did J. K. Rowling kill off so many characters? or Why did someone think the Shake Weight was a good idea?. No, it was, Why would someone do that? To innocent people?

Because you know what? Sadie Lindbergh isn't over her dad's death. She's never going to be fucking 'over it.' That's just a thing that's not going to happen. It's never going to be okay to her. And sure, make fun of her all you want for being patriotic. But her dad lost his life in the World Trade Center, okay? She has a shitload of reasons to be patriotic. Maybe because it's one of the only things that can make her feel a little better about the situation. And so she's going to cling to it like her life depends on it, because now? Now her dad's life isn't depending on anything, because he's dead.

And just because she's not over it doesn't mean that she's a weepy, emotional wreck. Obviously Sadie's learned to cope and hey, whether she likes it or not, life keeps going, the planet keeps on turning, and she's still alive. And most days she's fine. But there are some days, when she'll hear a Frank Sinatra song, or someone will mention 9/11, or something. And that terrible feeling in the pit of her stomach will come back and she just misses her dad so much. Because where's he going to be when she graduates? When he gets married? At the birth of his grandchildren? He's not going to be there. And as much as Sadie would love to believe that he's watching over her from above, it doesn't matter because he's not with her any more. And it's not fucking fair.


She decided early on that she wanted to protect people. Maybe do something with the government. Develop defense weapons, maybe become a police officer. Something. Something that she could do to serve her country. And that means working hard. And really, the truth? Sadie's a smart girl without trying. So when she puts in effort, she truly excels. And maybe that's one of the reasons she was recruited for the academy. But she tries to keep one thing in mind when she learns fifty different ways to kill a man: she's going to use this to help people.

In her freshman year she was assigned to a mission with Aiden Blackthorne. It really wasn't all that surprising; they were both toward the top of their divisions for their grade. And from there? Things went straight uphill, and now? They're partners. Best friends. Genderswapped Hawkeye and Black Widow. Some joke that they're the next Icken and Booth (but really? Sadie counts on them being better). But they're a team, and that's what's important to them.
[ Family ]
☩ Father: Mark Lindbergh ⟼ 10/10
☩ Mother: Linda Maguire ⟼ 08/10
☩ Stepfather: Roland Maguire ⟼ 09/10
☩ Half-Brother: Harry Maguire (15) ⟼ 10/10
☩ Half-Sister: Molly Maguire (13) ⟼ 10/10
☩ Half-Sister: Lucy Maguire (8) ⟼ 10/10
[ Other Relationships ]
☩ Partner: Aiden Blackthorne ⟼ 11/10

[ Other ]

Approved!

Name Ivanna Marie Cross
-Pseudonym: Angel, Poison Ivy

Age 18
-Date of Birth: December 13th
-Place of Birth: Nottingham, England
-Ethnicity: British-Filipino

Gender Female
-Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
-Relationship Status: Single

Division Yu
-Grade: 12
-Specialty: Poison making

Appearance

-Eye Color: Chocolate Brown
-Hair Color: Mahogany Brown
-Height: 5'6"
-Vocal Attributes: Soft-spoken, British accent
-Distinguishing Feature: A small birthmark on her left thigh

Personality Ivanna is generally an introverted, quiet type of person. Though in no way shy, she is always perceived as such because of her preference to solitude and her less talk, less mistakes motto; she prefers to listen instead. She can be considered an old soul. She doesn't take crap from anyone despite her nature, though. She stands up for what she knows is right and when aggravated, retaliates in her own poisonous way.
She is also an adventurer and a traveler, and always has that unquenchable thirst for knowledge and learning. She is incredibly patient as well, a trait that she got from her father.

-Strengths:
•Patience
•Keen observer
•Good listener
•An almost photographic memory

-Weaknesses:
•Near sightedness
•OCD

-Likes:
•Books
•Traveling
•Chemistry
•People Watching
•Photography
•Food

-Dislikes:
•Bullies
•Laziness
•Clutter
•Cockroaches

History Born-and-raised in Nottingham, England, Ivanna grew up in a near perfect family. Her mother is from a prominent family in the Philippines while her father is a wealthy businessman, but she was never raised her a spoiled brat despite being an only child. Her parents had instilled a lot of values into her and she had always been a model child. Her life changed one fateful day, though. Her parents were killed on their way to a charity event by a bomb implanted under their car. By the time the authories found the perpetrator, the man was already dead--murdered as well. All searches for the mastermind led to dead ends. But Ivanna, who was always perceptive and knows a lot of things that her parents thought were well-hidden from her, had a good idea who ordered her parents killed. Her grief and blind fury almost made her act rashly to avenge their deaths.
Fearing for their grandchild's life, her maternal grandparents took Ivanna to the Philippines. She kept a strong facade for them, all the while fighting her grief and thinking of ways to get back. A year and a half later, an old friend of her father visited her. She remembered him, that mysterious friend whom her father always had high reverence and whose opinions he highly valued. The man apologize for not being there when he was needed the most, and talked about being able to help her with her plans. He talked about how patience is going to be her best asset for revenge, and that it's best that she learn things while waiting for the right time. She followed the man's advice despite her grandparents' protests. She's been staying at the Academy since then, bidding her time.

-Family:
•Father - William Cross (deceased)
•Mother - Rosalie Lopez-Cross (deceased)

-Other Relationships:
•Mr. Lewis - Guardian (her father's mysterious friend)

Others

Approved!

 Maurelia Cassandra Swartz 

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[ Name] Maurelia Cassandra Swartz
[ pseudonyms ] Mara, Lea

[ Age ] 18
[ date of birth ] 6th April
[ place of birth ] Paris, France
[ ethnicity ] French

[ Gender ] Female
[ sexual orientation ] Heterosexual
[ relationship status ] Single

[ Division ] Icken
[ grade] 12
[ specialty ] Throwing Daggers

[ Appearance ]
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[ eye color ] Dark brown
[ hair color ] Brown
[ height ] 5’9”
[ vocal attributes ] Melodious and sweet
[ distinguishing features ] None

[ Personality ]
Mara is a very cheerful and confident girl. She is very outgoing, and never hesitates to express her opinions. She loves socializing and partying. She loves listening to music. She is a great singer and also plays the guitar. She is very stubborn, and will through a fit if she won’t get what she wishes. However, she is easy to please, and remains calm most of the time. But beware if you anger her, she will rip out your brain. ( Just a small tip : Try giving her chocolate when she is angry. Miraculous results guaranteed. )
[ strengths ]
Singing, dancing, confidence, beauty, intelligence
[ weakness ]
Fear, insects, mud, laziness
[ likes ]
Chocolate, music, guitars, spicy food, outdoors
[ dislikes ]
Alcohol, smoking, insects, waking up early

[ History ]
Mara was born on April 6th to Elodie and Benjamin Swartz. She was the third and the last child of the Swartz family. She had two brothers, Adam, who is four years older than her, and Zander, who was two years older than her. Her mother died giving birth to her fourth child, who also died after a week. Thus, their family was devastated. Mara, who was three when her mother died, doesn’t even remember her well, and thus feels very sad since she had almost no time with her mother.
She excelled in her studies, and was the best in her class. She was the baby of the family, and her brothers and father loved her a lot. She loved them a lot too. Her oldest brother, Adam, was interested in acting, and Zander’s aim was to become a famous football player. Mara’s father wanted her to become a doctor, but that was never what she wanted. When she told her father what she really wanted, he enrolled her in Ymira Academy, as that was where he'd graduated from.

[ Family ]
Mother – Elodie Swartz, deceased
Father – Benjamin Swartz, alive
Brothers – Adam and Zander Swartz, alive
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Ymira Academy isn't something you can just search up. They contact you. Also, a parent would indeed be surprised if their child wanted to be a contract killer at her age. They'd likely send her to a psychiatrist. Please edit your history appropriately.

Hi there Booknerd! The personality of a character must reach at least two paragraphs and the history needs to be preferably four or more. So, expand upon those parts greatly.

║ Full Name ║ Nadia Jade Mathus

↬ Nickname: n/a

║ Age ║ 17

↬ Birthday: May 25, 1997 { 05/25/97 }

↬ Place of Birth: Washington, United States

║ Ethnicity ║ 1/2 Scottish, 1/2 American







║ Gender ║ Female

↬ Sexuality: Heterosexual

↬ Involvement: Single

↬ Infatuation: Currently nonexistent.







║ Division║ Booth

↬Grade: Senior { year 12 }

║ Specialties ║

↬Killing preference: She prefers to make it seem like a tragic accident rather than going straight for a cut or shot. She employs the usage of manipulation, trickery, small mechanical devices, and other methods to carry out her kills. She trains primarily in the Booth division seeing as they deal more with technology advancements. She learns about the very build of guns and how they function, employing them into devices of her own design.





║ Appearance ║


↬ Face Claim: Willa Holland

↬ Hair: Generally, Nadia's hair hangs in waves, but on occasion, one may see her dark brown curls having been straightened.

↬ Eyes: Nadia owns a pair of gray-blued hue eyes that suggest innocence upon first glance.

↬ Height: 5'3"

↬ Weight: 118 ponds

↬ Distinctive Marks: This mark was branded into her flesh upon the back of her left shoulder with the number 11 carved in the center. (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

↬Vocal Attributes: No prominent accent, but rather a combination of several.





║ Personality ║

Nadia comes off as cleverly playful, enjoying life for it's good point while not letting the negatives take a tight hold of her. It's difficult to uncover Nadia's motives if she holds a deeper one than what she expresses because Nadia is quite a challenge to read and figure out. This is how she likes it. Being a bit of a mystery to others that forces them to always keep guessing and trying desperately to pin down who Nadia is, yeah that's her preference. There tends to be a small, almost sly smile gracing her features that both causes the heart to skip a beat and irritation because no one knows why the sly tint exists. If one must know, there are many different reasons why she may be wearing such a smile. So it would be hard to ever figure out a specific one for a situation without knowing Nadia well--very well.

Just like all, Nadia's attitude can shift anywhere from mildly to drastically. If she just happens to have her buttons pushed, which can easily happen, Nadia can usually keep her calm. In these causes, she converts the playful part of her personality into a colder sort, all while maintaining the clever aspect to allow her to cut people deep with her words rather than give some average insult. But be advised to never push Nadia too far. She has a few notable incidents where it was not just her words that hurt. The girl can handle herself and can handle nearly anything thrown her way, even if it's done in anger towards her.

Nadia has a high curiosity, liking to know more than she should. It's a draw, knowledge and learning new skill sets, one she can't escape. But why would she want to? Advancing one's self is not a bad thing. Though curiosity can be. She is clever, far more than any suspect. Her mind is tactical, always a few steps at the least ahead. Her strategic mind always carries her to a goal, though, never doing something for no particular reason. There is always motive, always some driving force behind Nadia's actions. She does not mind stepping on toes, or rather crushing them and their owners to get to what she is after. Standing in her way is not advised.

║ Backstory ║

It was not her parents, nor was it her friends that brought Nadia to her path, but rather it was the meeting of a stranger. Abductions, despite how much we wish it not true, are all too common. At the age of nine, Nadia was taken and given to the hands of the Acklin Organization. This particular organization was renounced for their developments in the fields of science coinciding with weaponry and combat. To most, Acklin was a great organization, one who made breakthroughs for the United States that would help them stay ahead. But deep underneath the surface lay a heavy and dark truth, the truth to how some of their discoveries came about. A particular research involved children, and how their minds and bodies could be shaped if exposed to certain circumstances daily, what would happen if the circumstances were to change, and so forth. But the particular kind of circumstances they wished to expose them to were not of...understandable means in the eyes of most.

When put into a strenuous environment, what would happen? How about exposing them to life or death scenarios? Would a mere child adapt and meet the requirements to live? Would he or she adjust and learn how to do what it takes? How would this differ from girl to boy to girl? Could difficult skills be quickly learned if needed? The questions and experiments to answer them go onward, and Nadia was a part of these tests. The trails he was put through were unspeakable, and the things he had to do to live the same. Nadia was not the first female test subject, but she proved to be one of the few that would be capable of holding her own. But what allowed her to do this? A boy by the name of Hollis would be the answer. She was innocent when thrown into her fate, but Hollis had already been shed of his clean coat. He took it upon himself to 'protect' and help Nadia, spare her from as much of the vile as possible. But he could only do so much. Just as him, she became tarnished slowly, yet surely. However, with his help, Nadia was able to adjust, change as needed to keep from letting death take her or give up on everything. They would continuously save one another from mental and physical demise. The years advanced, and the two proved themselves as the perfect data points for the organization's experiments and research of how even the youngest can be trained to be the best. Perhaps it would one day children could be used to build the perfect solider, the research would support.

At the age of thirteen, the death a higher-up man's daughter occurred. She, of course, was not in the same world as Hollis and Nadia, having died at the hands of an accident. A distraught father is capable of many things, somethings one of those things is the inability to let go. Nadia and his daughter had similar features, and as such, he decided to replace his daughter with a similar face than to let her truly die, leaving Hollis to 'fend for himself'. Nadia was introduced to a new world, one of riches and spoils...so long as she played the part of Harold Fisher's "daughter" properly. This is were the art of trickery and deceit was introduced to Nadia, an art she holds close. However, she would never truly abandon her only friend, the only one there for her. It was over the next year that she devised a plan to break him free along with herself, sending him cryptic messages by means that went unnoticed. The escape went smooth--in more or less words. A kid trained to kill wouldn't have much problem breaking free, killing those who got in the way. Now, must would ask how a mere child could kill grown men...simple, he was sneaky, and he was programmed to do so thanks to the very men he killed.

Upon their escape, the teens went into hiding. They were not dumb. They knew simply going to the police would not work. This corporation had it's reach, and they would be caught. So instead, they decided to just lay low for a time frame to see if the search for them would stop. They should have known better. It would not be so easy. Unable to go home, knowing they would be looked for there, the kids could only search for their families online to see if they were doing okay. As it turned out, they were doing fine, seeming to have moved onward. So, it was unsafe to go home, to go to the police, and the teens needed some way of survival. But in the back of their minds stood the desire for revenge and true safety. What better way to get this than to slowly remove those who were their key threats and take their assets as means of money? It was a perfect plan, and two fully trained killers were capable of such measures. Together, the plotted their attacks, struck their targets, and took their treasures before going into hiding. Each target took dedicated research and perfect execution, both of which the two did. Then came a man to their 'home'. A man of mystery, but one who held knowledge, more specifically, knowledge of them and their killings. He offered them a new path, one that the two could not refuse.

This special school allowed Nadia to further better herself. She, unlike Hollis, was a social being, always finding time to interact and learn about people. Knowing the hopes,dreams, fears, and so forth of a person is just as dangers as any blade or poison. Nadia's style of killing was not of the normal, though not unheard of. She liked getting a response from her victims, seeing a look of confusion or betrayal upon their face before death came about in some odd fashion that usually seemed like an accident to police rather than a murder. Truth be told, Nadia found herself enjoying the build up and the moment a split second before a kill than the kill itself.





║ Weaknesses ║

✗ Nadia is not one of vast strength, so moving weighted objects or trying to quickly hide a body are not high points.
✗ Due to her small frame and lack of large strength qualities, if someone of larger build manages to pin the girl down by chance, it would be difficult for her to escape unless given an out on the other person's fault.
✗ Nadia has very sensitive ears, so screeching sounds can put her in physical pain. Also, pressure due to water or change in altitude can harm her ears.
✗ Nadia can be too curious for her own good.

║ Strengths ║

✓ A master of disguise, an understatement for this particular girl. She has the face of innocence and can make others believe as such.
✓ Nadia holds a talented tongue, making lies easy to sound true, but also meaning learning other languages comes to her without much difficulty.She currently trilingual: English, French, Spanish.
✓ Nadia is a gem at mechanics engineering and computer usage, able to make and program devices for her planned deaths, programming them as well.
✓ The girl holds a purely strategic mindset, able to create a plan and execute it without fault for the most part. However, at times her curiosity may grab her attention and lure her from her original plans.







║ Family ║

↬ | Mother: Amy Mathus | Status: Alive, age 46 |

↬ | Father: Tyler Mathus | Status: Alive, age 47 |

↬ | Brother: Brent Mathus | Status: Alive, age 22 |



║ Friends ║ (open for requests (view spoiler)[Im very willing to collab friendship and can even add them into his history if the friendship is strong enough to be history worthy :) (hide spoiler)])

↬ | Hollis Church | Status: Alive, age 18 |



║ Enemies ║ (open for requests (view spoiler)[Im very willing to collab enemies and can even add them into his history if the enemies are history worthy :) (hide spoiler)])

↬ | The Acklin Organization |





║ Other ║

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❝ prologue: ＥＬＥＡＮＯＲ {the bright one; EL-ə-nawr} ＥＬＬＩＳ {EL-is}

‹‹ ɪɢᴀ ᴡʏsᴏᴄᴋᴀ ~ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀᴜʙᴜʀɴ ~ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ʙʀᴏᴡɴ ~ 5'7" ~ 132 ~ ᴀʟᴛᴏ ››

“ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ

Ella is an average person, the kind of person you could easily find on the street anytime you want. Or at least, that's what everybody thinks. It's her job - or used to be - to blend into the crowd, to be just another out of the millions of people in the world. But like most people, once you get to know her, she becomes more special than just "the girl who sits two seats behind you in Chemistry class". Maybe you might even think that she's interesting and beautiful and a great friend. But again, it's her job to make you think that she's completely normal. Everybody has an interesting, beautiful, great friend, and she's just yours.

It used to be Ella's job to lie, now it's in her. It's in her to lie about her past, her intentions and everything else about her. She's capable of weaving lies in seconds flawlessly, convincing everyone something false is true. But there will be people who are smart enough to see through her tales and seek the truth. These people bring out the dangerous side of Ella. A few years before, a single mistake - a single man, woman or even child discovering her true identity - would bring an end to her life. And to her mother's as well. Ella has been trained since young to do whatever it takes to keep her secrets secrets. And stabbing a person twenty-two times in the chest might just be one of the things she'd do.

ʟᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟʟ ”

❝ chapter 1: ＴＨＥ ＬＩＡＲ {one who tells lies}
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‹‹‹‹‹ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ~ ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏsᴇxᴜᴀʟ ~ sɪɴɢʟᴇ ~ sɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ ~ sᴏᴘʜᴏᴍᴏʀᴇ ~ 10ᴛʜ ››››

“ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ?

If she hadn't been forced to grow up quickly and fend for herself and her mother, Ella might have grown up to be a charming and lovable woman down to the core. But down be mistaken, Ella's far from being a nervous teenage girl lost in the world. She's confident and knows what she wants and how to get it. Maybe torturing people to get them to do what she wants them to isn't her forte, but getting them to believe whatever she tells them is almost a daily life process for her. And while she isn't usually physically violent, her heart is ruthless, especially if you cross the line and prove to be dangerous to her.

↱ [likes] ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀғʟɪᴇs; ᴡɪɴᴇ; sᴏᴜʀ ғʀᴜɪᴛs; sᴀᴋᴜʀᴀ sʜᴀᴍᴘᴏᴏ [dislikes] ғɪʟᴛʜ; ʀᴀᴛs; ɢᴀɴɢs; ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟᴇʀɢʏ; Gɪɴsʙᴇʀɢ ↲

The people whom she displays hostility to are often the only ones who expected a monster lurking in her. Others are fooled to think that she's gentle, sweet and caring, even at heart. The truth is, which has only been revealed once, all Ella wants with others is to add them onto her list of people who would help her when she gets into trouble. Or people she could use to pave her path to money. Or people who she should kill by Christmas.

↳ [strengths] ɢʏᴍɴᴀsᴛɪᴄs; sᴏᴄɪᴀʟɪᴢɪɴɢ; sᴛᴜᴅʏɪɴɢ; ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ; ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴄᴇ [weaknesses] sᴇᴡɪɴɢ; ᴀɪᴍɪɴɢ; sᴡɪᴍᴍɪɴɢ; ғᴇᴀʀ ᴏғ ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛs ↰

Nobody would think Ella as shy. She's the social butterfly, really. The one who goes around helping people out and chatting with classmates. She's the person you would know as "someone who's open for you to share your problems and troubles with". It doesn't take her long to become "friends" with somebody and she puts in some effort to remind every single one of her "friends" of her existence.

ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ ”

❝ chapter 2: ＴＨＥ ＣＯＮＳＥＱＵＥＮＣＥＳ {an unpleasant result}

‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹ ʏᴜ ~ ᴀᴄɪᴅ-ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴏᴄᴛɪᴏɴs, ғᴀsᴛ-ᴇғғᴇᴄᴛ ᴘᴏɪsᴏɴs ››››››››››››

“ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ

Eleanor Ellis, second and youngest daughter of Sabba March and Lincoln Ellis, was born into an ordinary household with an elder sister, her senior by six years, Annabelle Ellis. Ella lived a fortunate life, with just enough money to buy herself a handful of nice things she wanted and go to school. Things only went downhill when her mother got caught in a serious car accident and became paralyzed from neck down. This meant she could no longer work and Lincoln became the sole breadwinner of the household. The sudden change caused some financial problems, and Lincoln was forced to take two jobs, leaving the task of taking care of Sabba to Annabelle and Ella, who were eighteen and twelve respectively.

Before they could fully recover, the family had to face the sudden discovery that Annabelle had cancer and only had two and a half months to live. Lincoln was greatly affected emotionally, and he was at the edge of losing his jobs. So Annabelle took it upon herself to find a part-time job to earn some money in case her father did lose his jobs. It wasn't nearly enough, but it was better than nothing. While Ella wanted to help like her sister, she was only twelve and nobody wanted to hire her. Plus, she needed to take care of her mother.

Annabelle didn't work for nothing. After a month of desperately trying to cope in vain, Lincoln lost his jobs. And worse, Annabelle, after stressing herself too much over the month, died one and a half months early. It was too much for Lincoln to handle. He resorted to drugs and alcohol to wash away his problems. Or more accurately, pretend like his problems weren't there. And as they sat in the corner unattended, his problems began to accumulate. Their apartment was constantly vandalized by loan-sharks who Lincoln had turned to for money before. Ella was kicked out of school as Lincoln stopped paying her fees. They could no longer afford for Sabba's monthly check-ups.

After almost half a year of living off scraps and relying on Sabba and Lincoln's savings, Lincoln finally gave up and decided to hang himself in the middle of the night, leaving Sabba and Ella with nothing. A community organization decided to help Sabba and Ella pay for their needs, such as food, check-ups, clothes, school and whatever else. But they couldn't give Sabba money and take nothing back in return, so they gave Ella four years to get a job and earn back whatever money her parents owed.

It was impossible to expect a twelve-year-old to be able to pull that off, but Ella was determined to make it work. In the day, she studied hard and gave school her best, and came back with As and occasional Bs. At night, she served as an illegal gang's "runner", somebody who did all the dirty work of running about selling drugs and other illegal items. It was dangerous and she did a good job, so the gang was willing to give Ella quite a high pay.

In that period of four years, Ella learned how to make drugs and poisons using only homemade ingredients. It made her handier to the gang and her pay got higher, bit by bit. And as her pay rose, so did her skill in poison-making. She was capable of stirring up dangerous potions by the time she was fourteen. And her reputation among the "bad guys" was getting more credit. She was known as the mysterious "runner" whose poisons and potions were to be feared.

At the later part of her fifteenth year alive, Ella received an e-mail from the Ymira Academy of Murderous Arts, acknowledging her talent in poisons. It invited her to join the Ymira Academy and Ella gladly accepted. Learning how to kill is going to come in handy against the angry gang members from all around her city trying to hunt her down.

ɪᴛ's ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜɪs - ᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ”

‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹‹ sᴀʙʙᴀ ᴍᴀʀᴄʜ ~ ʟɪɴᴄᴏʟɴ ᴇʟʟɪs ~ ᴀɴɴᴀʙᴇʟʟᴇ ᴇʟʟɪs ›››››››››››››

❝ epilogue: ＰＲＥＳＥＮＴ ＤＡＹ {the current period of time}

both; Approved!

sixteen; female; heterosexual; single; tenth
[ ＶＥＮＤＥＴＴＡ ＣＥＣＥＬＩＡ ＳＴＲＡＺＩＯ ] sophomore
↳ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴛᴀ ↰
↳ Detta is known as a dangerous one, the kind you should be careful not to anger or your limbs might be in danger. With an extremely short temper, Detta gets mad at every little thing and breaks at least five noses a day. It's funny how someone as sadistic and cruel as she is doesn't understand sarcasm and how she can't use words to hurt somebody. That's why she always resorts to the only thing she's ever known. Vulgarities and violence. It doesn't matter if breaking your nose would mean tearing the skin off her knuckles. If she wants your nose broken, she's going to break it. She's oblivious to tactic and patience, and always acts on impulse. It's her weakness, but she makes up for it by being extremely good at kicking ass.

Detta's very self-conscious, even if she can't help having an awful sense of fashion or being ruthless. Even though she tries very hard to ignore the fact that she looks ridiculous, sometimes Detta gives in to her desire to look like the rest of the girls. To be able to act like them and be liked for being so polite. She was never raised to become a sweet person who cared, she was raised to be tough and resistant to the cruelty of the world. She was never a princess. She was a soldier from the very start. But even Mulan wanted to make her family proud for being a lady. Even Mulan wore dresses and looked beautiful.

Detta is mostly independent, a person who doesn't like to rely on others to get things done. She has the initiative to get what she wants done, but more than just a few times has she resorted in using the wrong ways to achieve her goals. She keeps people away from her business because she doesn't want them to insult her for her methods or interfere with her plans when they think it's too stupid or whatever. She also prefers to keep to herself to keep her secrets about her childhood and the guilt she experiences. She was never good at displaying emotion and seeking comfort, so she stays in the company of only herself, the only person she thinks would fully understand why she's such an asshole and why she's a walking mess of contradicting emotions.

↳ [ likes ] fast cars; champagne; gold and glitter; rings; denim clothes [ dislikes ] driving slowly; bad drivers; bitter food
↳ [ strengths ] speeding; night racing; physical combat; upper-body strength [ weaknesses ] fashion sense; patience; lying; literature

[ ＡＭＢＥＲ ＨＥＡＲＤ ] light blonde; dark green; 5'7 ft; 121 lbs; husky

↳ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss﹐ ɪ'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ↲

Detta won't strike as beautiful to most people. With messy hair let loose, tall combat boots stained with blood, large shirts and denim vests and jeans with holes, Detta dresses more like a man than she dresses like a lady. But it doesn't mean that sometimes she doesn't try to look like a girl. The bracelets and rings look a little ridiculous on her, but those are her attempts to actually feel her gender. With a low husky voice which is heard cursing like a sailor more than anything else, Detta can't even help but speak like the men from her childhood neighborhood - which need to be warned of, because they're dangerous. Besides Detta's broke, she doesn't have enough money to buy any new clothes for herself which look feminine in at least one way, much less cosmetics.

Detta's fit, with long legs and muscular limbs. She's built like a swimmer, slender yet powerful. Of course, it comes with hours of exercise and practice - along with eating and eating and eating.

one of the swordsmen
[ ＩＣＫＥＮ ＤＩＶＩＳＩＯＮ ] ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀss ᴋɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ﹖ ↴
Detta usually fights with pistol swords, swords which have pistols or revolvers attached alongside the blade. Her pistol swords vary in size and length, but her usual pistol swords have blades the length of an average sabre. She rarely uses the pistols on their own as her aim really sucks, and the only times she uses them are when she's within point-blank range of her target. She also relies on switchblades, which she owns a whole collection of too.

She was trained to handle swords with ease at a young age, when she pestered her mother to enroll her for fencing classes. Among the three different categories, foil, épée, and sabre, Detta specializes in épée. The épée is a thrusting weapon similar to a foil, but with a stiffer blade, a triangular cross-section with a V-shaped groove called a fuller, a large bell guard. The épée is heavier too. The technique for using an épée is a little different from foil and sabre, as there are no rules regarding priority and right of way. Also, the entire body is a valid target area. That's why Detta is capable of attacking all her opponent's limbs with ease.

While Detta is fast and strong, her stamina is still weak. She cannot fight for long without tiring out. Within five minutes of a heated fight, Detta's attacks would start getting duller and more repetitive. Also, Detta relies on taking out her opponents quickly and focuses mainly on offensive stances and attacks. That's why she sucks at defense and almost always can't dodge an attack fast enough to avoid it completely. When under emotional stress, her attacks become stronger and more deadly, but they are all wild and all over the place. During those times, she only relies on reflexes and her strength, which is great but still flawed in more than one way.

16/07/1998
[ ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ ] ↴
Born on the sixteen of July, sixteen years ago, Vendetta Cecilia Strazio was a bully at school. Raised in a household where her father abused her mother and herself, Detta grew up to think that it was okay to hurt somebody else. It was okay to curse, swear and break somebody's heart. She punched the kids she didn't like, insulted the kids she wanted to cry and made fun of the kids that were weird. Her fellow schoolmates became afraid of her. Except for an introverted boy who was too occupied with reading to actually lift his head and realize he was under attack.

Darwin Alexander was Detta's neighbor. He lived in the house just next to hers and there was nobody living in the other house next to her - so he was like her only neighbor. Obviously Darwin was no fun to bully so Detta usually didn't choose to pick on him. She hardly ever remembered that he existed until she decided to take up fencing in order to learn how to take care of herself against her own father. Darwin was a really good fencer. He was the best in their neighborhood and always brought back trophies. Detta was great in it too and soon both began to become competitors in fencing. Though it was always one-sided. Darwin never had any passion to compete with Detta. He just did what he did.

However, one cold autumn day, when Detta's father rampaged and chased her out into the backyard, Darwin was out there drinking his hot chocolate and invited her to come into his house. His home was perfect, of course. He had kind parents and sweet siblings and even an entire bedroom to himself. Detta had to sleep around the house. Once it was the bathroom, then the living room, then the kitchen. He'd known that Detta's father was abusive and her mother couldn't do anything about it, but he didn't even mention it once. He'd just showed her his comic book collection, introduced her to some video games and invited her to come over whenever she wanted - or whenever she was too scared to go home, though he didn't say that aloud.

He visits to Darwin's place became more often and often. Detta didn't even think about asking her mother or father, or how her mother was going to be hit much more now that Detta wasn't in the house. Darwin became her best and only friend. He'd always been there to comfort her when she felt sad about her parents and he'd been the one who held her back when she was about to lose her temper on another kid. He'd become the only person she ever told her secrets and shared her insecurities to.

Until one day, when she was thirteen, she came home to find her mother severely overdosed on drugs. Her mother was dead. He mother had killed herself because it was all too much for her to handle. And it was all Detta's father's fault. She was to blame as well. If she hadn't been so selfish and stayed at home to protect her mother, maybe Alison Kobra wouldn't have gave up. But blinded by grief and rage, all Detta could do and think of was to get her revenge on her father.

She didn't tell Darwin. He already knew why her mother would kill herself but he didn't know what Detta was planning on doing. For the rest of the year, Detta stopped coming over to his house and began training day and night, harder and harder. Her fencing then improved so much she could beat Darwin in a game anytime. Except she stopped playing with him. She stopped going for competitions. She only focused on one thing: getting her revenge.

On sixteenth July 2012, Darwin got a phone call from Detta. He wasn't home and she'd called him in the middle of a class party she didn't attend. "Darwin?" she sounded horrified. He knew something was wrong and told her he'd go to her place immediately. But she didn't let him. "No Darwin. Listen to me. Call the police. Now." So he did. He called the police but he ran back home anyway. He stayed in his house, impatiently watching from his window. But he never saw Detta again.

Detta had ran. She'd taken all she could and ran. After killing ex-military drunkard Sebastian Strazio, she was on the run. She didn't know where to go but she ran. Until not long later, a mysterious man appeared and invited her to Ymira Academy. She took the opportunity and soon as she could.
↳ ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ
↳ Sebastian Strazio - 43 - deceased
↳ Alison Kobra (Strazio) - 38 - deceased
↳ Darwin Alexander - 16 - unknown
↳ ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ

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Name: Kyra Nightshade
Pseudonyms: Shade

Age 17
Date of Birth: January 3
Place of Birth: Portland, Maine
Ethnicity: German, Polish, Irish

Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single

Division:
Yu
Grade: 3rd year, Junior
Talents: Kyra prefers to use her martial art skills to take down a mark. She likes stalking them then getting in close range and taking them down by hand, without weapons.

Appearance:

Hair: Long, dark brown/black
Eyes: Brown
Skin: Fair
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 120 lb
Other:

Personality:
Generally characterized as cold, Kyra tends to keep to herself and is standoffish. She hates emotional confrontation and talking about her feelings so she will push others away and to focus logical and concrete facts. She defends herself from emotional harm by being rather rude to others. Kyra is a skilled fighter and gymnast and can keep a calm head in pretty much any situation. Although Kyra is a generally loyal teammate, she isn't afraid to do what is necessary to complete a mission, even if that means making the cruel decision to leave someone behind. Fiercely independent, Kyra hates admitting that she needs help and refuses to accept any that is offered.

Likes:
+Gymnastics/Martial Arts
+Missions
+The rush of a fight
+Training/Learning

Dislikes:
-Arrogance
-Girly girls
-People who lack common sense
-Accepting failure

Strengths:
+Martial arts
+Moving quickly and lightly on her feet/Agility
+Staying calm in high pressure situations
+Upper body strength

Weaknesses:
-Opening up emotionally
-Her brother
-Accepting the help of others

History:
Kyra and her brother grew up in the foster system. Her parents both disappeared mysteriously when she was very young and she had no living relatives. Gabriel struggled to keep them together but it was hard to find a foster family that wanted two troubled kids. Kyra was the worst of the two. She was convinced that their parents left them and didn't bother to ever look back and she blamed herself. Maybe if she hadn't pushed her mother away when she asked about the mean girls at school, maybe if she hadn't told her dad that he wasn't cool, maybe if she hadn't yelled at them about being so controlling. She acted out a lot, breaking household items, mostly the family photos that hung on the walls of her foster homes, shattered the occasional mirror when she looked at her reflection and saw her sad, broken mother staring back, running away when she found Gabriel crying that they were going to be separated if they-she- didn't try harder. She acted on instinct. Always did. Then Gabriel decided to join the military. He had nothing and no one here, is how he explained it to her. She knew that he didn't mean what she thought he meant, but that didn't stop his words from hurting. The night he was shipped out, she ran away. She changed her last name and disappeared. She lived on the run for a few years before she tried pick-pocketing a woman at the local farmer's market. The woman had almost twisted her arm right off before taking back her wallet and watch. She began to walk away only to turn around to see Kyra staring at her silver, eagle handled knife in awe. The woman dragged her into a bar where she introduced herself as a "talent" scout from a school of assassins. Eventually, after a long tedious process of tests and convincing, Kyra was officially enrolled in the academy.


Family:
Mother: Jocelyn (Status Unknown)
Father: Christian (Status Unknown)
Brother: Gabriel, 20 (Alive,Location Unknown)

Friends:
She's working on it

Other:

. her division is incorrect for what you have listed as her "talents". Talents and specialties are two different things, at that. Just because she's good at martial arts doesn't necessarily have to make it her specialty. Also, using her hands is risky. She'd have to be very well trained, but even on a master level, it'd be difficult for her not to leave a trace of herself behind at the scene. So, she wouldn't be using her hands, either way.

The divisions are bladed weapons, ranged weapons, and poisons. So, please check back and find a suitable division for her. Also, please keep in mind that specialties are what weapons or aspect they use most in their division.
. you still need to write a paragraph of description for her appearance.
. There are no "talent" scouts for the Academy. Everything is done from a distance, as to keep the secrecy of it all. Talking about the Academy at a bar is sure to draw attention, and that's something that the students are taught against. So, that needs to be cleared up in her history.


Also, on the subject of pseudonyms, it can be nicknames and aliases alike. It generally doesn't matter which you choose.

Understood... I'll make the changes. Thanks for looking her over

Question: Would martial arts be her talent or specialty? It's unclear which is associated with the division and which is just a skill

〈 ♣ 〉 ғɪᴇɴᴅɪsʜ ᴅᴇʟɪɢʜᴛs wrote: "Also, on the subject of pseudonyms, it can be nicknames and aliases alike. It generally doesn't matter which you choose."

I only said something because a nickname and a pseudonym are two different things. The definition of a pseudonym is 'a fictitious name, especially one used by an author.' While nickname is 'a name added to or substituted for the proper name of a person, place, etc., as in affection, ridicule, or familiarity' which are two different things.

emily; Not really. Each division has clear weapons of purpose, and thus specialties must involve those weapons.

knieka; okay. I just wanted to put out a general thing there. You can use it however you see fit.

⦁ || Eden | Valentina | Lafayette || ⦁

| ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ➟ ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏsᴇxᴜᴀʟ ➟ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴏᴛʜᴇʀ |

| ʜᴀᴢᴇʟ ➟ ɢɪɴɢᴇʀ ➟ sᴏᴘʀᴀɴᴏ ➟ ᴡɪᴅᴇ ᴇʏᴇᴅ |

The first thing with Eden is that you have to understand that she really doesn’t give a rat’s ass about your day or if it’s your little sister’s feelings she’s wounding. In fact, she doesn’t give a shit about practically anything. Why waste your breath on mundane happenings when the precious oxygen could be used for, say, assassinating those who never deserved to breathe in the first place? That’s right, Eden is very much involved in her schooling; it’s become her life now that a certain … distraction… is out of the picture. Well, schooling and making sure she’s two steps ahead of this said ex-distraction.

This former disturbance does have a name, in case you were wondering. Declan Jerry James. There’s no doubt that she surpasses him in every sense of the word, but it would be a lie if she claimed that he wasn’t an extremely close second. She’ll admit to that. Half of her time is spent training until exhaustion and the other half is spent doing everything she can to put that boy in his place – which is second place. He’s the reason she makes sure her blades are sharpened to their finest point. He’s the reason why she makes it a goal to not obtain a single drop of the enemy’s blood on her attire during a mission just so she can boast about it to him. Not just anyone – to Declan specifically.

Yes, Eden is a conceited boaster. Yes, she’s unhealthily cutthroat. And yes Eden will beat your sorry ass if you try to tell her anything she doesn’t want to hear. There’s only one person who can do that without worrying about being stabbed in the back – literally. It’s, you guessed it, Declan. You see, she’ll deny it if you bring it up, but her and the boy used to be a thing. They were the couple everyone wondered why they were even together in the first place because of how often they argued. But the connection they shared wasn’t a verbal one. To this day Eden knows her tendency to count the notches on her bedpost rather than learning the names of those she sleeps with is because there’s nobody else who could ever match up to what Declan is was.

But that’s over now. She’s over him. Pfft.

ʟ ɪ ᴋ ᴇ s ::

♡ daisies.
♡ nightfall.
♡ shopping.
♡ beating declan jerry james at everything.

ᴅ ɪ s ʟ ɪ ᴋ ᴇ s ::

♥ sleeping. she can't handle the nightmares.
♥ declan jerry james.
♥ everyone in the booth division.
♥ girls who fawn over declan jerry james.

s ᴛ ʀ ᴇ ɴ ɢ ᴛ ʜ s ::

☆ agility.
☆ stealth.
☆ charisma.

ᴡ ᴇ ᴀ ᴋ ɴ ᴇ s s ᴇ s ::

★ her insomnia.
★ declan jerry james.
★ due to having been shot in the shoulder, her left arm is considerably weaker than her right. you could consider it a weak spot. it's why she avoids physical fights and much prefers to kill silently.

➟ From a young age, Eden’s lifestyle was different than the standard child. She was taught to fight with Styrofoam swords and broomstick handles thanks to her father who had great expectations for her when she would be of age. Her education was given by her mother, seeing as the woman believed putting her daughter in a classroom would detriment her full intellectual potential. While her dad showed her the ways of short swords and switchblades, her mother gave her the gift of intelligence. It was like that until Eden was finally of age to attend Ymira Academy of the Murderous Arts.

➟ Being homeschooled by parents who hardly ever ventured out themselves (thank you, online shopping), the times where she was allowed to go out were few and far in between. However she did manage to make a friend, Sandra; a nice girl with a big heart. At first Eden wondered why she even liked this girl, but she later realized that she was giving Eden a different kind of attention her parents had always failed to give her. It was one time when they were hanging out when Sandra introduced Eden to someone; Declan Jerry James. A boy. Oh my.

➟ Things were extremely awkward at first, however it wasn’t like that for long; somehow the subject of blades and needles were brought up and it was then that the discomfort was pushed aside. They bonded over the fact that they were both being trained to attend Ymira and before she knew it, Eden was falling for the boy even if it took her a year to realize it

➟ Once at Ymira, Eden and Declan eventually did become a couple, and there was no upping them when it came to grades and missions. Due to their incessant arguments, a lot of students wondered why they were even together to begin with, but the connection went beyond that. She was well aware of the dangers that came with caring so deeply about somebody who, come tomorrow, could be dead, but in Eden refused to believe that there was a fate out there where she was still alive and Declan was not.

➟ However, Eden got ahead of herself and such resulted in getting injured herself. They were out on an easy mission, one she was sure she could do by herself, with her eyes closed. But seeing as it went against school regulations, they had been a group; her, Declan and some guy in the Booth division. The gunner was set up in a high position, on the lookout and ready to eliminate any oncoming threats from a distance. This time around, Eden was the one in charge of killing the target, so when she slipped into his bedroom and did the deed, she expected the door opening behind her to be no one but Declan himself. So when she was shot twice, it came as a terrifying surprise. (view spoiler)[mer. this can be changed, aubree. i've got no creative juices in me. >.< (hide spoiler)]

➟ After that, Eden doesn’t remember much. But things did go downhill in every aspect of the word. Soon after she recovered, her shoulder was never quite as strong as it was before, her grades dropped for a short while, she wasn't able to go on missions for three months and Declan ended their relationship. Let’s just say that senior year isn’t Eden’s golden year and if people thought she was mean bitch before, they haven’t seen her now.

ʀ ᴇ ʟ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ s ʜ ɪ ᴘ s ::

maria lafayette - mother
pierre lafayette - father
declan jerry james - ex-lover

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