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[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1][B][U][CENTER]Innocence is Blind.[/CENTER][/U][/B]

[CENTER]A harsh wind blows through the streets of a quiet town. All windows are shut tightly, the residents inside afraid of what they might see when they are opened.
The sky cries out as lightening hits the forest, the large oaks, 100s of years old, bursting into brilliant flames. Some of the older people claim that it is the wrath of God; others claim it to be the work of Witches.

This town is modern day Salem. The year is 2005 and despite the many years that have passed, people still believe in the existence of witches, and they still hate them with a passion. Only a few don?t believe or have no problems with the legend, those are the ones who are accused.
But, since this is present day, none are sent to the stake or set to be tested in the cruel means as there were all those centuries ago. No. People will be cast aside, ignored, shunned by the people that they used to call friends. Until, of course, they decide to leave the town, then, a few weeks later, a new family will be accused of sheltering a Witch.

A school from the nearby town has decided to take a day trip to the town of Salem. They arrive, the winds battering their coach harshly as the driver curses the fowl weather. Teenagers huddle under coats and against each other, dreading their decision of coming just to miss one day of school.

The teacher spots the building where the class will take shelter and shouts for the driver to stop. Within a few minutes the whole class of 15 is bundled out of the bus and squashed into the small town hall.
A shivering boy stands to the side, his blue hair stuck to his face from the driving rain. His best friend, a girl, shivers next to him and looks up into his face. She smiles weakly and closes her eyes. A warm glow comes from her and the boy smiles.

?You?ve been practicing??

The girl nods in reply and watches as her friend also shuts his eyes, a glow coming from his chest, warming his core.
The two have been practicing for a while now, knowing that they have stumbled upon some unknown power.
There are others like them, although no one will admit to it. The teenagers haven?t realised it yet, but they are Witches, the blood of those who were burned alive still runs through their veins.
Both are brought to attention by the hacking cough of what seems to be their guide, standing at the front of the hall. He looks around and sighs, knocking his clenched fist against his chest,

?As you can all see, Salem has been hit by a storm?. I?m sorry to say that you will all have to stay here until it passes over. Your parents will be contacted as soon as possible.?

A groan fills the hall as the students drop to the floor in annoyance, some start bad-mouthing the teachers, others huddle together in an attempt to stay warm. The two friends stay at the back and settle themselves down in a corner, with nothing better to do than practice their magick?but they have no idea how useful it will become.
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[SIZE=1][COLOR=Black][RIGHT]Okay, basically, this is based in modern Salem and you will play a character that is associated with it.

There aren?t going to be a lot of Witches, but all the positions will be in the Underground thread, so be sure to check that out ^_^.

[U]Sign ups:[/U]

[B]Role:[/B] *refer to Underground*

[B]Name:[/B] Keep it modern, American or English.
[B]Age:[/B] *refer to Underground*
[B]Gender:[/B]
[B]Appearance:[/B] Descriptions or pictures *refer to Underground*
[B]Occupation:[/B] *refer to Underground*
[B]Personality:[/B]
[B]Bio:[/B] Optional.

If there are any more questions, ask me in the Underground or by PM.[/SIZE][/RIGHT][/COLOR][/SIZE]

[RIGHT][URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?p=615017#post615017][SIZE=1]-[B]Underground[/B]-[/SIZE][/URL] [/RIGHT]

[Skye]

[size=1][font=veranda][color=indigo][b]Role:[/b] Young Witch

[b]Name:[/b] Carter
[b]Age:[/b] 16
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://www.psycko-manga.de/gallery/babe/46-1.htm]Carter[/url]
[b]Occupation:[/b] High school student
[b]Personality:[/b] Carter is quiet and usually stays out of everyone?s way. She just turned 16, and feels a little insecure. Her mom got her a new car, and she just got her license. Carter has very few friends, and the group of teenagers that just invaded her hometown has got her in a twisted mood.

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[Anne]

[SIZE=1]Role: The Best Friend

Name: Rita Marintime
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: [URL=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v352/KIttychanann/drawlings/Rita.jpg]Here[/URL]
Occupation: High school student.
Personality: A shy quiet girl, Rita is. She depends on her best friend for warmth and stregth. When she is with him she is a bit more talkitive and is able to speak her mind. When she is not around him she is a bit more layed back and doesn't talk as much. She has other friends, but isn't as close to them. Rita can be a bit lazy and doesn't practice her magic much. She keeps ot s secret as much as she can because she is afraid if her family finds out the would be mad at her. [/SIZE]

[Muad'Dib]

[FONT=Franklin Gothic Medium][COLOR=Navy]Role: (New one approved by Methuselah) Witch hater turn Witch? *gasp*

[B]Name[/B]: Adrian Desnon
[B]Age[/B]: 18
[B]Gender[/B]: male
[B]Appearance[/B]: [url=http://www.game-loader.de/psycko-manga/grafix/gallery/guy9/nagisa5.jpg]This Guy.[/url]
[B]Occupation[/B]: Photographer (Journalism)
[B]Personality[/B]: Adrian is an ambitions young man, though it may not always show. Most of the time, he's smiling and is an avid listener. He loves to get to know other people, their feelings, their motivation. He feels it's all part of his job as a photographer. He'll often give tidbits of advice, that can have a deeper meaning than he intends them to have. Concerning witches, however, he's as cold as anyone in Salem. Even if his best friend was thought to be a witch, he would turn them away. With some relunctance of course, but he's led on by the old legends of evil and wicked beings. How ironic that he's wondering about these odd signs that continue to show up within him.
[B]Bio[/B]: Born and raised in Salem, taught to hate witches and anyone who helps them. His parents have left salem to be with relations, but Adrian stayed in his apartment. Being a photographer for the local paper (and getting the odd job with a magazine) let's him have a lot of free time, but the unsteady pay can cause problems when paying rent. He graduated from Highschool last year, and is looking forward to a career in some kind of photography. The thought of art has even passed his mind once or twice. Through the past month though, things have been gettig strange. Adrian can't explain it, but things keep happening. Little things. Unatural things. Little he knows he's a witch himself.[/COLOR][/FONT]

[Guest Sean]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=SlateGray][B]Role[/B]: Young Witch
[B]
Name[/B]: Julia Davids

[B]Age[/B]: 16
[B]
Gender[/B]: Female

[B]Appearance[/B]: *will be up once she's drawn*

[B]Occupation[/B]: High School Student

[B]Personality[/B]: *will be up tomorrow*

[B]Bio[/B]: *will be up tomorrow*
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Sorry Jamie, i just wanted to have the tiniest of spots here, lol, this sounds amazing though. Best one yet i'll say.[/SIZE]

[Epsilon]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=SlateGray][i][b][u]Sign Up:[/b][/i][/u]



[b]Role:[/b] The Village Priest.
[i] - The Village Priest is very young and has a very open mind, he isn?t even sure about his own religion any more. He does believe in Witches and if he ever met one, he would protect them. But he does keep his opinions to himself for fear of being thrown from the Church.[/i]



[b]Name:[/b] Terry M. Smith.
[b]Age:[/b] 26.
[b]Gender:[/b] Male.

[b]Appearance:[/b] Rather tall, Terry stands 6'7" and weighs 175 lbs. Being slim and nearly 7 feet he towers over most he meets. However he finds this not to be a problem. His hair is a deep black. It is cut short but is long for a males of his status. Being in the fact that it goes three inches past his cheek bone. Four strands near the front fall loosely and further then the rest. They are dyed bleach blond. Terry's eyes are a crystal baby blue, that seem to be too innocent and untainted by anything to be more then that of a child. However his skin is extremely pale. Making him look forlorn and distant. Still he has a rather handsome face.

Over all, he has a neatly kept appearance. However, it is rather hard to tell. Being that the fact is, he wears nothing but black and white. And rarely some shades of grey. His upper most he wears a long sleeve, white, dress shirt. Over this he wears a black over jacket. Buttoning down the front in silver buttons, it seems to end shortly. Due to the fact that the shirt underneath goes up three inches from the collar of the black shirt. But disappears underneath his band. On the sleeves end, the white shirt's cufflinks round over. They are bound together by a silver cross shaped pendent. On his lover half he wears plan, black, pressed, pants. White socks and black shoes.

Other then what he wears, man seem to focus on two other components of his usually look. The first is that he wears a silver rosary, Catholic. But beyond that, when see closely, has an extremely amount of detail. Along with embroilment written in Latin. The other thing upon interest are his glasses.

[b]Occupation:[/b] Village Priest.

[b]Personality:[/b] Personality: A very intelligent person, and is smart enough to know how to use his intelligent. Not only this but the man is wise far beyond his years. Allowing him to be much more open to other's. Making his persona contrast to other priest one may meet. Causing confusion. Terry rather seems to love doing so.

Being extremely honest, he knows not to hurt others. Thus being kind and not brutally so. Nice, kind, and tries to be witty. He always seems to fail on the last part. But he continues to try to make others smile.

However, he is a man of many faces. Often he can hide his feelings to the point of which one will believe he is thinking nothing at all. And rather; that he his lost within him self. This fact could never be further from the truth. He cannot recall a signal moment when he was not thinking of something. The subjects most on his mind is usually the battle between Religion and Science. Or War and Peace. Terry cannot bring him self to comprehend the two.


[b]Bio:[/b] Born in 1979, Salem. Terry Michael Smith grew up in a rather small family. A mother, a father, and a sister. And of course; the traditional family dog. A golden retriever, if he can recall correctly.

The boy grew up perfectly normal, for someone within his location. And the visit from the teens this year, 2005, as would appear is certainly not his first brush with witches. But it will be his first time truly believing.

As a child Terry grew up peacefully. In the smaller town of Salem, years ago, the town was a bit slow moving. It'd always take everyone a few months to get use to the changes that happened to the cities that were closer. But they adjust just fine getting along with many.

Age ten, Terry's view of the world was largely changed. Upon on his birthday; he had learn of the church's conspiracies with witches. Going in upon the town console with his father for the first time he learned of a suspected witch. It had sent a shiver done his spine. Mainly because the suspected witch had been a close friend of his; he didn't want to loose her. Luckily this didn't happen; for upon hear it...He told her the next day, the girl and her family fled Salem. Never to be heard from again. They had left the place behind. Terry's father had gotten word of this from the fact that he had prayed that he had done the right thing. The pray had been over heard by both his mother and father. Terry was punished in the most server way he's father could think of. Which was being spanked for nearly three hours straight. He was then told to forget about the affair and girl. The boy did so immediately. Forgetting totally about those who had fled.

Never again did he pay any attention to the talk of witch craft. The thought of the town's console had been drilled into his head. However, Terry often times fond his mind wondering to the thought of witches and how they defended the laws of science. Instead...He turned his mind solely to science.

Five years later his sister left the town for collage. A few years went by, he had never heard a word from her. A year later Terry had fond from his father that she had been disburdened by the family. They had all turned their backs to her. His sister had become an atheist while she was away. Terry did as well, learning not to face the wrath of the power of religion. His family being deeply rooted in their faith of God and Religion the young man felt as though he'd be broken and left with nothing. But his sisters actions had left a mark on him. Terry brought about his bravery, and became more interested in science and mathematics then his Religion.

On his 18th birthday, the boy had returned home. He had gone away to collage age 16. Proving his intelligence and wisdom to the town, they brought him back into their depths and waves of Religion. Much like suffocating what he had learned and taken in at collage was forgotten within a week. AT age 20 Terry started his training to become a Priest. This was achieved at age 22, the fallowing year after...His father and mother both died. One from cancer and refusing to take or use the proper treatment. His mother died simply died of a broken heart. Seeing as though his sister never returned, even for they were being sent up to the highest of Heaven from their graves. He begun to have disbelief in what he was doing.


This all has affected him greatly, each ordeal leaving a mark upon his mind.



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*** I <3 Priest. -^^-
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[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=DarkRed][SIZE=1][B]Eikou, I'm so glad your playing the Priest, he's probably going to end up being my fave character, lol.
[U][COLOR=Red]Positions for Young Witches are closed[/COLOR][/U], I need the guide position to be filled and the leader of that Anti-Witch Society.
If not, well...I'm sure we'll survive, heh, anyways, here's my character.[/B]

[B]Name:[/B] Connor Mercia

[B]Age:[/B] 17

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Appearance:[/B] *refer to attachment*
Connor always wears the best clothes he can, smart corduroy trousers or some nice, dressy jeans. He wears button up shirts and jumpers over them, giving him a very preppy look, even though he's quite different.
When he came to Salem, he was wearing black, slim line jeans and a white button up shirt. He brought a padded black coat that reaches to his knees.

[B]Occupation[/B]: Student, studying the arts and drama.

[B]Personality:[/B] Connor is a very proper person, most would say that he's posh and he would.... agree.
He transferred from England 2 years ago and has still got his English accent and dry sense of humour, which the common people call sarcasm. (XD) He has only one friend because of his attitude towards others but he isn't too worried, he knows that if anyone messed with him he could knock them flat anyway. He's quite the accomplished fencer and horse rider and has very good upper body strength and agility because of it.

He wanted to come to Salem because he believes that he has come from a long line of American Witches that fled Salem and crossed over to England in search of protection by the Druid clans that scattered the country.

He has very strong beliefs and sticks by them constantly; he also sticks by Rita and will protect her as best he can.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Meggido]

Role: leader of the Anti-witch society

Name: Daniel Pearson
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance: See Attachment.
Daniel has white hair as it is common for his family to go white early in age. He wears a red vest and a large black leather trench coat. He also wears black leader pants and these plus his appearance make people feel uncomfortable when he is around.
Occupation: Doesn't have a proper occupation due to his wealth. Spends most of his time on his anti-witch campaigns.
Personality: A times a quite and reserved person which may have something to do with his unusual history (family and personal). Though when he is speaking out against the witch's he is the complete opposite. He openly believes that the old ways for dealing with witchs should return, but in that aspect he is never listened to. He is proud of his family history, at least of the well known part as his families dark secrets have never been revealed.

[Corey]

[size=1][B]Role:[/B] Witch Hunter

[B]Name:[/B] Allen McGrath

[B]Age:[/B] 58

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Appearance:[/B] Allen stands at about sixfoot five and weighs about 180 lbs. His build is extremely wiry, but strong. His hair is kept to the length of his ears, and is completely white like the rest of his facial hair. His eyes are a brown so dark, it seems at times to be almost black. He wears a long brown trenchcoat, a faded black shirt with the elbows worn out, and a faded pair of bluejeans. When the weather gets bad, he pulls a oodie out of his waterproof canvas bag and slips it on under his coat.

[B]Occupation:[/B] The eradication of the Craft.

[B]Personality:[/B] If you met Allen on the street or in a bar, you'd think of him as a caring older man. And he is... Except when he's on the job. He's as ruthless as a predator when he is tracking a target. He wouldrather argue with his weapons when it comes to the job, but loves a good talk.

[B]Bio:[/B] Allen grew up an ordinary boy, on an ordinary block in southern Maine. Went to gradeschool. Went to highschool, lost his virginity somewhere in there. And went to college. Three semesters in, he dropped out because he couldn't afford it. Three months later he was drafted into the bloodbath that was Vietnam. He was in the infantry, also know as bullet fodder. His entire platoon, save for seven guys, was wiped out. They stumbled back to base bleeding cold. The seven of them were immediately discharged.

After being home for a while, Allen was approached by a member of the Catholic Church. He was offered a lifetime job as an assasin. They said that the Curch was looking for strong minded people that could handle the rigors to the body and mind that the job entailed. He accepted, a little warily at first but quickly learned that it wasn't only lucrative, but a good service as well. He was raised Catholic and had always been taught to despise the practicers of Witchcraft.

He went through the US, tracking down Witches and destroying them. It took him a few years to get the hang of it, and it wasn't until thirteen years in that something happened that helped him out a lot. He was on assignment in Texas when there was an accidental explosion in the Hotel where he was supposed to be. The fire burned for a week, incinerating every trace of human remains. He was thought to be dead, he even got a copy of his Death Certificate for laughs. He was now completely free to do his jb without the risk of being caught by the law. How could a dead man go to prison?

He's been traveling the US cleaning up the dregs of society one after another. He's always been given moeny by the church when it's needed, and recently was issued a debit card by the Vatican, it's supposed to be used only for supplies related to the job, but he's never seen a problem with indulgence every once in a while.[/size]