Sign Up Suicide Kids [M-VLS]

[Veritas]

[center][size=1][i]"I just want to be free"[/i][/size][/center]
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[center][size=1]The pavement loomed 50 stories below cars and people like insects, as Fayt stood on the ledge, his bare toes curled around the concrete.[/size][/center]
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[center][size=1][i]"I just want it all to fade away"[/i][/size][/center]
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[center][size=1]Turning around, he laughs, tears streaming down his face as he spreads his arms, feeling the wind streaming through his fingertips.[/size][/center]

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[center][size=1][i]"I just want them to see"[/i][/size][/center]
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[center][size=1]Falling backwards he is instantly greeted by a rush of wind as he continues to fall ever faster.[/size][/center]

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[center][size=1][i]"I just want to be happy"[/i][/size][/center]
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[center][size=1]He though curling up into a ball as he plummeted to the ground, his vision slowly going black.....[/size][/center]
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[center][size=1]Fayt awoke with a start as he felt the weightlessness of being submerged in water. Slowly he felt himself rising but apon tryin to open his eyes, he found them heavy and refusing to lift. Apon his second try he manage to bring them to a squint before cool water rushed in and he shut them. As his head broke the surface he managed to open his eyes into a blurry squint, he was no longer in the world as he knew it, and little did he know he had changed as well.[/size][/center]
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[center][size=1]What happens when you die, is there a heaven, or an hell, nothing or maybe something more. This is the story of a few who found something more, another world, a world of magic, and in need of saving, the world of Kris. In life they might not have been strong, but in death they are champions, they are the Suicide Kids and they are the hope and salvation of this world. This world while gifted by much is oppressed by much as well, its land is cursed with the presence of a great evil, those called the damned.[/size][/center]
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[center][size=1]The Damned suck away life, happiness, hope, light and all things holy or good. Though Kris has many mystical and magical beings, the power they are gifted with is useless against their enemy. Only a few cities remain untouched by the darkness the Damned create, and once all light is extinguised, the Damned must move on to another world, and their sight is set on Earth. [/size][/center]
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[center][size=1][b]Misc Info[/b][/size][/center]
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[center][size=1]Ok welcome to the world of Suicide Kids, I hope you've liked what you've read so far. I will try and get a thread up in the underground for questions, as well as I'm going to try and draw some maps up just for general reference (depending on my evil scanner). [/size][/center]

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[center][size=1]The Damned can make it to earth by 2 routes,[/size][/center]
[center][size=1]killing all the Suicide Kids, [/size][/center]
[center][size=1]or collecting all 13 scrolls of light, [/size][/center]
[center][size=1]and using them at the portal in the city of light Lumier[/size][/center]

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[center][size=1]The races in the world consist of any kind of being and creature you can imagine, though the majority are humanoid in appearance.[/size][/center]

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[center][size=1]You can sign up as one of the Suicide Kids who don't have to be suicide cases, and I'll be accepting a few sign ups for The Damned, as well as minions they might have.[/size][/center]

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[center][size=1][b]SIGN UPS[/b][/size][/center]
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[left][b][i][size=1]Before Death[/size][/i][/b][/left]

[left][size=1][b]Name:[/b] (Self explanitory)[/size][/left]
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[left][size=1][b]Appearance:[/b] (Picture or a detailed paragraph)[/size][/left]
[left][size=1][b]Personality:[/b] (Just a short description of how your character acts, also can include mental disorders and odd traits)[/size][/left]
[left][size=1][b]Bio:[/b] (Short life story to the point of your death, including how you died [remember it doens't have to be suicide, it could be murder, accidental, or natural])[/size][/left]

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[left][size=1][b][i]After Death[/i][/b][/size][/left]

[left][size=1][b]Name:[/b] (you can change it if you want)[/size][/left]
[left][size=1][b]Appeared Age:[/b] (there is no aging on Kris, except where the Damned have influence.)[/size][/left]
[left][size=1][b]Race: [/b](Human for Suicide Kids, The Damned or go wild for the Damned's minions)[/size][/left]
[left][size=1][b]Appearance:[/b] (can be different than when your character was alive, and I'd like to encourage odd hair and eye shades, maybe some other oddities, but try to keep them more human looking than not)[/size][/left]
[left][size=1][b]Personality:[/b] (can be different also but, Mental Disorders don't exist, though people who have had prolonged contact with a corrupted area become somewhat insane)[/size][/left]
[left][size=1][b]Weapons:[/b] (You are reborn into Kris with them)[/size][/left]
[left][size=1][b]Powers:[/b] (Ok, I'd like for your power to have something however small it is to do with how you died, example if you burned to death elemental control over fire, though I'll allow a few people to have powers that don't connect to thier death)[/size][/left]


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[center][size=1]Ok Well I hope to see some sign ups soon, PM if you have any questions.[/size][/center]
[center][size=1]I'll post my own sign up after a few people have theirs up.[/size][/center]

[valinus]

Name: Ryan Harledger
Age: 16
Appearance: (Picture or a detailed paragraph)
Personality: Fairly depressed for most of his life. He is quite cynical and rarely looks on the bright side of things. Has an odd knack for bringing people down with him in his depression.
Bio: Ryan lived a fairly dull life. He wasn't popular or extreamly good at anything he did. This depressed him and made him think life was unfair. Though he thought this he did infact not kill himself. He was walking home one night and witnessed a girl drowning in a lake. He dove in to try and save her and managed to get her to safety. The girl gasped and told him that her friend was still in there. Ryan went back in...and never came back out. He got caught in mudd and ended up drowning. The odd thing is....he never could find that girl... A witness had seen Ryan jump in but saw no one else there many believe he drowned himself but the truth had gotten screwed.


After Death


Name: Ryan
Appeared Age: 16
Race: Human
Personality: Still some what depressed but now he is angrey that people think he killed himself. He has also made it his life (after life) goal to find out what really happened on the night of his death.
Powers: Elemental control over water. He is somewhat able to communicate with the land below his feet to. Though thouse powers don't seem to be fully developed.

[PaganAngel]

[font="times"][color="#CC0033"]Name: Rachel Baker

Age: 15

Appearance: In life, Rachel was a plain looking girl. She wsa short, only ever reaching 5'1" by the time of her death. Her figure was entirely average otherwise. Her wardrobe could only be described as modest, consisting mainly of polo shirts and jeans, and commonly high-heeled shoes to aid her height. Her medium brown hair was long, reaching down to her waist. She seldom tied her hair back or used any hair accessories. Her round green eyes and thin eyebrows gave of an aura of curiousity and coyness, but her round face balanced it with a seeming serenity and innocence.

Personality: Rachel was gifted with cleverness and an ability--and a thirst--to learn. She hated to be selfish and always put the needs of others before her. Around her friends, Rachel did her best to act cheerful, never one to make anyone worry. In truth, though, she was depressed and dissatisfied with her life, her friends, and her family. She was frustrated with how empty her life was, knowing she was meant for something special. That was the case until she turned fourteen, when her life changed--and ultimately ended.

Bio: [quote][font="arial"][color="red"][b]Angelfall918 [7:14 P.M.]:[/b][/color] Hey asl?
[color="blue"][b]xx_Dragonfly_xx [7:14 P.M.]:[/b][/color] ummm you first
[color="red"][b]Angelfall918 [7:15 P.M.]:[/b][/color] I asked you first... but I'm 17/m/az, will you tell me now?
[color="blue"][b]xx_Dragonfly_xx[7:15 P.M.]:[/b][/color] I'm 17/f/ca
[color="red"][b]Angelfall918 [7:15 P.M.]:[/b][/color] Tell me something...
[color="blue"][b]xx_Dragonfly_xx[7:16 P.M.]:[/b][/color] Hmm?
[color="red"][b]Angelfall918 [7:16 P.M.]:[/b][/color] You got a boyfriend?
[color="blue"][b]xx_Dragonfly_xx[7:16 P.M.]:[/b][/color] ...are you hitting on me?
[color="red"][b]Angelfall918[7:17 P.M.]:[/b][/color] Yeah. Pretty much.
[color="blue"][b]xx_Dragonfly_xx[7:17 P.M.]:[/b][/color] I don't even know your name...
[color="red"][b]Angelfall918[7:17 P.M.]:[/b][/color] The name's Jason.
[color="blue"][b]xx_Dragonfly_xx[7:18 P.M.]:[/b][/color] Hi, Jason. I'm Rachel.[/font][/quote]
It was the beginning of the end for Rachel. She didn't mean to lie to him. She didn't mean to eventually say yes to him. But it was just a game to her. Of course nothing would come out of this. They'd just talk from time to time, and eventually time would make them drift apart. It'd be nothing. She was just bored enough to do it.

But another thing she didn't mean to do was to fall in love.

It happened gradually, but surely. As the weeks went by, she began to look forward to coming home at night to talk to him, to hear from someone who actually tried to make her happy. No one had ever gone out of their way to make Rachel happy before, and Jason was the first.

But she knew it couldn't last. How could it? He was so much older than her... how long could she keep going on a lie? She knew she'd have to end it before he found out the truth. She did, eventually, and it was the hardest thing she ever did.

After it ended, she became incredibly depressed. She gave up just about all hope, all will to live. She was consumed by guilt--Jason was an amazing person, and she'd lied to him and hurt him. She was on the verge of ending it all.

But, ironically, it wasn't suicide that killed her.

It was Jason.

Through the benefits of Google, Jason learned the truth months later, and found a page that revealed Rachel's address. The day before her fifteenth birthday, he killed Rachel without saying a word to her.

-AFTER DEATH-
Name: The same
Apparent Age: 18 or 19
Race: Human
Appearance: Her modest appearance has been all but shattered since her death. Now she opts for a more risque wardrobe involving black leather and chains. Her once bright face is now an appropriate pale, and there are heavy shadows under her eyes. Her round eyes have narrowed somewhat, making her look every bit as clever but a bit sinister as well. Her hair is darker, but the same length--for one reason or another, she has an aversion to cutting it.
Personality: Since her death two years ago, Rachel has become more subdued a hundredfold. She rarely talks, but she has a sharp tongue and a sharper wit when she does.

Even in death, she can't find it in her to hate Jason. As far as she's concerned, it was what she had coming. In her eyes, by killing her Jason did her a favor--did the thing she was too cowardly to finally do herself. The one thing she looks forward to in the afterlife is the time when Jason will join her in death. Then she will give a long-overdue apology--and an unexpected thanks.

Weapons: [ooc: could you clarify on these? Are these modern weapons, fantastical weapons, or what?]

Powers: Illusion. When strongly motivated, she can make things seem as they are not. She can disguise herself as one as the enemy or hide herself, and in extreme cases, can alter others' way of thinking. Appropriate, as it was lies and deception that brought her to her demise. She's a master of stealth--when she wants to be. Being apathetic as she is, though, her talents are limited.[/color][/font]

[Veritas]

[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b][i]OOC: [/i][/b]PaganAngel, as per the weapons nothing modern, sorry I forgot to put that in the sign up.[/color][/font][/size][/left]

[font=Tahoma][size=1][color=dimgray]Also your character comes into the world with knowledge of how to use the weapons as well, though their powers are still foreign.[/color][/size][/font]

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[left][b][i][font=Tahoma][size=1][color=dimgray]Before Death[/color][/size][/font][/i][/b][/left]


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[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Name:[/b] Fayt Tiberias[/color][/font][/size][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Age: [/b]18[/color][/font][/size][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Appearance:[/b] See attachment.[/color][/font][/size][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Personality:[/b] Fayt almost has two sides to himself, always trying to help other people before himself, he would always put on a smile, and you could find him laughing more often than not. Though inside he bore the burden of struggles he refused to share with anyone. Diagnosed with Schizophrenia during his teens, which also carried with it bouts of mild to severe depression, people would find it hard to believe or relate to him even when he could open up, leading him to hold it in more.[/color][/font][/size][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Bio:[/b] Born to separated parents, Fayt's father was around but less than helpful. Living with his mother he had a happy life, and was a happy child, always making jokes, laughing, and loving being the center of attention. Though as he grew he began to notice that the source of his parents fighting circled around him, and although he could do nothing about it, he put the blame on himself.[/color][/font][/size][/left]

[font=Tahoma][size=1][color=dimgray]Everything seemed to start going down hill for him from there, or at least in his eyes. The finacial situation was pretty poor and his mom was hardly home because of work, his dad wasn't helping at all, and the fights were getting more and more frequent, Fayt joining in alot of the time. On top of all that, his grades began to drop dramaticly, although his test scores where among the highest in his class. That was when he was first diagnosed with depression at age 12 after a failed suicide attempt.[/color][/size][/font]

[font=Tahoma][size=1][color=dimgray]Fayt's years as a teenager were more or less the same nothing really changing, his grades stayed low, but his tests stayed high, and popularity was easy for him. Until one night after a fight on the phone with his dad, he found him at his doorstep, and a fight soon occured after his father threated to kill him. Fayt wasn't injured physically but the emotional and mental damage was enough to compensate, it was at this time where the doctors realized he had more than simple depression, that in fact he had a form of schizophrenia. [/color][/size][/font]

[font=Tahoma][size=1][color=dimgray]Though he was put on medication it was to late, and Fayt found himself slipping deeper and deeper to depression. He dropped out of school and usually the only small sense of happiness he could find would be with his friends, but even that wasn't enough, and he found himself on the roof of that building, and the rest is just dust in the wind.[/color][/size][/font]


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[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Name:[/b] Fayt[/color][/font][/size][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Appeared Age:[/b] 19 to 20[/color][/font][/size][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Race: [/b]Human[/color][/font][/size][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Appearance:[/b] [/color][/font][/size][url="http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=25314"][font=Tahoma][size=1][color=dimgray]FAYT[/color][/size][/font][/url][font=Tahoma][size=1][color=dimgray]. While only 5'10" before, now Fayt stands at about 6'2", with lean compounded muscle. His outfit is the same as in the pic, gray pants, black shoes, although his tank top is normal length and worn tucked in. He also utilizes a black cloak and a set of bracers. His left eye is yellow and also bears a scar over it, though his vision is perfect, while his right eye is a crimson red. [/color][/size][/font][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Personality:[/b] Fayt's personality is almost nothing of what it was. Even though he is lacking the mental problems he had, he has become cold and distant. Every now and then his old self will resurface, warming his time he is unnervingly calm and quiet. face with a smile or a laugh, sometimes to the point where he will even make a joke. Though these seem few and far between, most of the [/color][/font][/size][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Weapons:[/b] Fayt uses a Rapier and Main Gauche made of a strange black metal, as well as several throwing knives of the same metal.[/color][/font][/size][/left]
[left][size=1][font=Tahoma][color=dimgray][b]Powers:[/b] Elemental controll of air and wind. He can utilixe this in many ways, such as a gust of air to knock one off their feet, restricting movement, altering the paths of projectiles, the ability to hover and fly, as well as a couple others. His ability with the power amounts to his creativity which in his new self it's somewhat lacking, at least in some areas.[/color][/font][/size][/left]

[foxtu78]

Before Death


Name: Ashin Calder

Age: 16 (before the died)

Appearance: she wears glasses, too.
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Personality: She's very smart, kind, and very shy. She's the quiet one in the back of the class stereotype to those who don't know her. Otherwise she's optimistic and fun to be around.

Bio: She had a typical life until one day at school during her Junior year. A new boy transfered and ended up in almost all of her classes. It wasn't long until she noticed he would watch her. Every little thing she did. One day during lunch he came over and sat down next to her and a couple of her friends. He leaned over and whispered something in her ear and then started to eat. She hid the shocked look on her face from her friends and tried to act normal as to not alarm them. Of course they were pressuring her to tell but she didn't tell. It would be better that way. That afternoon she was dead. They never found her body, though they suspect it to be out in the woods by the school. The new kid was never even suspected for her murder, and as for people at school, the only ones if affected were her few friends and family members.


After Death


Name: Ashin

Appeared Age: 16

Race: Human

Appearance: [url]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v42/foxtu78/girls80.jpg[/url]

Personality: About the same as before, but she's not nearly as nice as she once was. She is close to emotionless when fighting. she's still sort of optimistic and is still happy and fun overall.

Weapons: A dagger, a rose whip, and leaves/petals can be used as throwing stars

Powers: She controls certain aspects of nature like leaves, branches, flowers, and the rate stuff grows at. She can also communicate with animals.

[sakurasuka]

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[i]Before Death.[/i]


[b]Name:[/b] Karin Skelter.
[b]Age:[/b] 14.
[b]Appearance:[/b] [url="http://img211.imageshack.us/img211/9527/picbrunette2ve7.jpg"]Karin Skelter.[/url]
[b]Personality:[/b] Quiet. Rarely spoke her mind. Karin is a smart girl, yes, but not so much good at reading people or understanding feelings.
[b]Bio:[/b] She lived in a modest apartment building in downtown Chicago with her elder brother, Brenden. Both thier parents had been killed by a drunk driver earlier that year.

Karin was apathetic towards life. She didn't comletely loathe her existance, nor was she ever given a reason to love it. Besides school, she wan't anything spectactular. She wasn't the prettiest. She wasn't the best at anything. She just.. Was.

[b]"Pass the toast, Karin."[/b] Brenden tore his eyes from his book and yawned rather loudly.

[b]"Alright."[/b] She rose slowly and grabbed two pieces out of the toaster. [b]"When do you get home today?"[/b] Her eyes fixed on him, lightly buttering the two pieces of toast before handing them to him.

[b]"Thanks,"[/b] He replied, eating both pieces in three bites. [b]"I work from Eight to Four, then I have classes 'till nine. I'll be home before nine-thirty, okay kiddo?"[/b]

[b]"Don't call me that."[/b] Karin didn't like to be talked down to. For some reason, though, she wasn't sure she'd be content with any other nickname. [b]"I'll wait for you at the library. Please don't be late."[/b] She gave a look that made him feel quite guilty before she pulled on her shoes and walked out of the apartment.

Those were, sadly, the last words she'd ever say to her brother.

[b]"Don't do that, it'll kill us all. Have you ever heard of second-hand smoke?"[/b] She grabbed a cigarette from a boy who was no older than herself. He was standing right outside of the apartment next to hers. [b]"Besides, there's no smoking here, remember?"[/b]

[b]"Piss off."[/b] He light another and ignored her.

[i]Oh, well.[/i]

Her walk to school was rather uneventful, as always. As was most of her day, as a matter of fact.

Algebra is easily her best and most boring subject, sleeping through it is always the best option. Spanish is always better taught by someone who actually knows the language, which became painfully clear earlier that year. Finally the teacher just gave up. Spanish became a free-for-all. Good for anyone with friends. Bad for Karin.

World History was redundant. Literature was her favorite, but that's not saying much. Physical Education was torture. She never was good at anything physical, she was much too weak.

Her walk home was, incedentally, just as uneventful as her walk to. She bought some candy on the way home. Sweets were always comforting.

Homework only took up a few hours. If she had friends, she'd call someone. Too bad she didn't.

Music was her passion, every genre. She put on her headphones, listening to a mixed CD with everything from Opeth to Jack off Jill to The Cure. She dozed off rather peacefully. A nap would be good, she hadn't been sleeping well lately.

[i]Ouch..[/i] Something burned her hand. Dazed and confused, her eyes darted around the apartment. All she could see was orange. [i]Fire...?![/i]

Leaping up, she tried to make it to the door, but it was blocked off. Having not even the vaugest idea of the time or date, she yelled for her brother. No reply. [i]Okay, he's still at work. He's okay. I just have to get out. Yeah. No problem.[/i]

She tried to move the burning rubble covering the doorway. It wouldn't budge, she wasn't strong enough.

She couldn't make it to the window. Flames engulfed the tiny apartment. She thought she heard voices, but wasn't sure.

The beam hit her across the chest. It fell, burning, from the ceiling. It toppled her over.

She couldn't breathe. She lay helpless on the ground, unable to move. She couldn't move it. She couldn't. She just [i]wasn't strong enough.[/i]

She died of asphyxiation moments later.

Fourteen other people were killed, excluding her brother. He was fine.



The fire was started by a cigarette.




[i]After Death.[/i]


[b]Name:[/b] Karin. Disreguard former last name.
[b]Appeared Age:[/b] 14.
[b]Race:[/b] Human.
[b]Appearance:[/b] [url="http://img211.imageshack.us/img211/1151/gothicly8.jpg"]Karin.[/url]
[b]Personality:[/b] Still quiet, but much more volitile. Angered easily. Quite like an angsty teenager.
[b]Weapons:[/b] Club. Dagger.
[b]Powers:[/b] Stength and agility. She can lift over twenty-five times her own body weight.



Please do let me know if this is alright. It's been some time since I've role-played, so I apoligise in advance for my idiocy.

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[Funny Girl]

[COLOR=Lime][left]Before Death[/left]

Name:Mahiru
Age:16
Appearance:[URL=http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g172/Just_Be_Yourself/GirlsBravo.jpg]Mahiru[/URL]
Personality:She was kind had some issues when it came to the hospital. She would go insane and would refuse to go.
Bio:She had throat problems and didn't want to have the operation but her doctor did the operation and she couldn't speak anymore. She then walked to the top of the building and committed suicide. She jumped off and ended up in a different world.

[left]After Death[/left]

Name:Mahiru
Appeared Age:18
Race: Suicide Kids
Appearance:[URL=http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g172/Just_Be_Yourself/GirlsBravo.jpg]Click Here[/URL]
Personality:She was nicer and kinder but her throat was better and she could talk.
Weapons:She has a giant fan that is called the "3 Moons" which means that if you see the third moon it's over.
Powers: Her power is over air.[/COLOR]

[Ditsy_Taurus888]

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[B][COLOR=Purple]Name:[/COLOR] [/B] [COLOR=DarkOliveGreen]Megan Holmes[/COLOR]

[B][COLOR=Purple]Age[/COLOR]:[/B] [COLOR=DarkOliveGreen]16[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][B]Appearance:[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=DarkGreen]Megan was very tall compared to the other girls in her small town standing at 5'9". Most of the guys that went to her school were 5'10 or shorter so she seemed like a giant. She could eat whatever she wanted and not gain a pound wich was good because she ate when she was depressed. She had a curvy body with long slender legs which meant nothing fit her right. Her ribs were too small and her chest and but too big. They don't make 32DD so she was forced to settle with sports bras that still never fit. She had a dark natural tan even though she never went in the sun which made her stand out evan more in a Promatantly white nieghborhood. What also made her stand out was her green aisan eyes. SHe was part Abnaki Native American, part Korean, and Part Irish which was an odd yet appealing mixture. Her dirty blonde hair stretched well past her hips and she normally used it to hide behind. She was beautiful but one of the most unpopular kids at school. She had been cast out since Kindergarten. She never thought of her self as pretty because of the constant harassment from the other students. Her eyes actually change colors according to mood they're only green when she's sad.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][B]Personality:[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=SlateGray]She was very talented in the arts particularly drawing, painting, song writing, singing, playing the guitar and piano, acting, poetry, and writing. She was also an exellant dancer. She effortlessly gained strait As and was exellant with animals and chldren. She had a nack for retaning knollege. She heard it once and it stuck forever. She knew how to play the flute but it bored her. She had no passion greater than food. She truely enjoyed to taste every thing. She was warm kind and generous but very depressed. She felt like she was worthless and always in the way. She felt as though she didn't fit in and she felt ugly. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][B]Bio:[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=Red][I]Megan lived in Camden her whole life. Megan's Parants, lillith and Mitch, met in high school. They started dating and got engaged. The two were together for years until lilly's senior year, Mitch was already graduated, when Mtch finally realized the extent of lillith's insanity. She had refused to continue taking medication that year. Though he loved her deeply it was impossable for him to remain with her. She was just such a destructive person to be around. After graduation she moved the sylvan beach (a town on the shore of lake onterio in newyork) And he remeined in Camden (A small hick town 15 minutes away they are both in the same school district so the two towns share the same highschool with 9 other small towns. The high school only has about 800 kids so it's still pretty small even with 11 town's worth of kids.).
He moved in with his new girlfriend Threasa who was 16 three years younger than him and already had two kids with two different guys. They were together about a month when he got her pregnet. He left her soon after because he caught her cheating.
He met back up with Lilly and decided though clynically insane she was worth it. Lilly's father still married her insane mother. If Chuck was strong enough so was he. They soon were married a month before little Joseph's birth. Threasa abandoned Mitch's and her son Joseph at mitches parents in maine. A few weeks later his parents George and Sue moved back to New York with little Joseph who they had been raising. At this time the missing Threasa showed up again and claimed they had kidnapped poor Joseph. She neglected him for years untill Lilly and Mitch got custody of him when he was 4 and there son Mitchel was a year old.
That next year Lilly got very depressed and refused to leave her bedroom for two years. After that they had her comitted. She stayed for a whole month until Mitch finally gave in and got her out. After that she got back on her medication. When Joey was 9 and mitchy was 6 she finally had another baby little Megan Marie. She had been much more sane for many years but her older sister had died. Her older sister hat thought she could fly and jumped off a building. Mitch and Lilly got custody of her 11 year old son Bri. They were a happy family for four years and on Megan's fourth birthday Lilly decided she didn't want to be on her meds any more. She claimed they made her too drowsy to take care of her children.
She was so bad that she'd drop a plate on the floor stare at for two minutes then look up and walk away. And when Mitch asked why she didn't pick it up she'd look at him like he was crazy and say "what plate? I didn't drop a plate on the floor."
They got divorced just a few months later and she was aworded costody of Megan, Mitchel and Brian. Mitch got costody of Joe.
When Lilly went to work she'd leave Megan alone with Mitchy who was SchitzoPhranic. He'd beat the ***** out of little Megan almost everyday. She used to hide under her bed and cry until he unscewed her door handle and broke in. She was too little to fight back and Brian normally wasn't home to protect her. She loved her brother. He could be such a sweatheart but there was this whole other part of him that wasn't right.
School was no releif from home. She's rather be with Mitchel than at school. Those kids tortured her. Made her feel like crap everyday. They called her an ugly scumbag, beat her up, through grose things at her, and acted like there was some cloud of airborn desease around her. If she was near them theyed crie "EWW" and run away like she was discusting. If she'd walk down a hall it would part like the red sea, them clawing at the walls to get away from her. If some one did touch her it was to hurt her. Life wasn't very good for this small child.
When she was 10 and in fifth grade she and Mitch came to live with their dad. Brian was in prison. Thei dad had a wife and two step children. A rideline addicted brat named Shane. And a daughter Samantha who was miss perfection and popularity though she liked to say she wasn't. Both were older than Megan so she was still the youngest. She got to watch Sam date gorgeous guys and have Sam's cool popular friends invite the beautiful teen to go places.
Megan wished she had at least two friends but al she had was Alexis even her old neighbor Jimmy had abandoned her.
In 6th grade she began cutting herself. She liked the feel of it. It made the world seem so different. It was like this rush of pure ecstacy. By 9th grade she had quit. She realized how bad it was. Her parents never even noticed her scars.
She had her first boyfriend that year. But it didn't work, she was too afraid of commitment. He was ready to settle down. Then 10th grade came around she survived it just barely. SHe walked out with a relapse of cutting a sentence to summer school and her parents who caught her cutting denying anything was wrong with their "happy child".
That summer She cut herself deeper than usual, ate choke cherries that have sionide in the pits, and dropped the blow dryer in the bath tub. If one of them didn't work she had two others that probably would. The cherries were delicious. The electricity exiting. She had no Idea wha happened after that.[/I][/COLOR]


[U][CENTER][SIZE=4]After Death[/SIZE][/CENTER][/U]


[B][COLOR=Purple]Name:[/COLOR] [/B] [COLOR=Plum]Lillith[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][B]Appeared Age:[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=Plum]18[/COLOR]

[B][COLOR=Purple]Race:[/COLOR][/B] [COLOR=Plum]human (suicide kid?)[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][B]Appearance:[/B] [/COLOR] [COLOR=Green]Her once long hair she hid behind is now a purple mohawk she normal has spiked up into liberty spikes. Her face looks the same but now her full pouty sad lips are smiling and crimson. She has the same eyes as before only now they are normally a rebellious gold. Her skin is even tanner now that she isn't cooped up in the house and she has the aura of confidence eminating from her. She is normally in overly large belled bell bottoms that are skin tiqht and hand woven cotten blouse with jade beaded jewelry. She looks very much like a hippie though she won't admit to it.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][B]Personality:[/B] [/COLOR] [COLOR=Teal]She feels free at last, though she still some times doubts her self. She is still the kind loving nurturing person as before but she now loves herself aswell. Which is a goal she felt she'd never accomplish. She no longer cuts it doesn't help her anymore. It's an addiction that seemed so easy to break. She has a weak spot. Her consense. She wants to help everyone partly because no one helped her but also because she was even that way when she was alive.[/COLOR]

[B][COLOR=Purple]Weapons-[/COLOR][/B][COLOR=Red] Her Chain and ball Sithe her albow blades And her bow and arrows[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Purple][B]Powers:[/B][/COLOR] [COLOR=Indigo]She is intouch with nature and water because she was submerged and water when she died and it was a natural poison she took. She has a control over electrical currants as well and can heal people. She is not very powerful in the other catagories though just healing people. Something she couldn't do for her self while she was alive.[/COLOR]

[Xerxes]

Before Death

Name: Akira Toki
Age: 18
Appearance:[IMG]http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m5/key_of_darkness/kamikazejeanne11.jpg[/IMG]
Personality:she is kind of stubborn and usually likes to do things her way.
Bio: Akira was a born magician. She loved magic and almost anything that seemed odd or had something to do with magic. When she was told that she couldn't do anymore magic, she was devistated. She wasn't supposed to do it becasue her parents had died and it was all because of magic. Soon after her parents died, she got into a car accident. She broke her hand and it was injured so badly that she couldn't do magic anymore. That wasn't all true...She was still able to do magic and when she did, her aunt would beat her until she promised to stop. She was offered an operation to restore her hand with a machanical one but she refused. Her aunt would not tolerate it and she made Akira fall to sleep so that she would be able to get the operation . After she woke up, she realized what had happened to her. She was so pissed at her aunt and the doctors for refusing to have her way. She threw herself off a cliff and into the ocean where she drowned.

After Death

Name: Tsuki Taiyo
Appeared Age:17
Race: Suicied Kids
Appearance:[IMG]http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m5/key_of_darkness/kamikazejeanne1.jpg[/IMG]
Personality: she is mean and cold. She likes to be left alone sometimes.
Weapons: a magic staff that looks like: it has a sun and moon and little stars that trail off it.
Powers: magic over any element but her strongest element is over light and darkness.
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OOC: if there is anything I need to change, please pm me. thank you.