Crisis Academy - Character Profiles

Name: Siven Eastwood

Username: 7Demented

Age: 16

Appearance: His hair is silver, as are his ears and tail; his hair extends down just past his shoulders and has a blue painted stripe in it. His eyes are a deep jade green. His skin is slightly tan and has a tribal tattoo around his right wrist. He wears a white long sleeve shirt with dark blue cuffs and stripe across the torso, beige cargo pants, brown hiking boots and a blue cap backwards. He also has an emerald necklace, shaped into a diamond.

Personality: Siven is generally good-natured. He will help anyone who needs it, even at the risk of his life. He loves to joke around; a prank from him is not uncommon. He enjoys the company of pet wolf, Dementia. Siven is somewhat reluctant to reach out to the rest of the world, as his childhood was miserable, decimating his trust in others.

Dorm #: 9A

Race: Half-wolf

Pet: Dementia, the timberwolf

Pet Powers: Dementia is a pyrokinetic, and has the ability to transform into an anthro as well.

Attribute: Good

Element: Fire

Powers: Siven has pyrokinetic abilities, allowing him to control fire. He also has a sword made of an obsidian blade, a blue colored steel edge, and a ruby imbedded in the hilt.

Theme Song: The Chase by Manafest

Bio: Siven was born in the town of Hachiko, a hidden town located within the Eastern Seaboard of the United States. His mother, Sierra, was a human, who became lost in the Appalachian Mountains during a camping trip, becoming seperated from her family. A werewolf named Kysuze (pronounced kai-U-zay) discovered her in a cave and brought here back to Hachiko. He cared for her, after a few months Sierra and Kysuze fell in love. The Elder of the village, Kysuze's uncle, did not appreciate the fact that one of his best soliders had fallen for a mere human; he despised the couple from then on.

When Siven was born, Sierra found that he had a special talent, most unlike anyone else: Siven was a half-wolf. Kysuze feared for his son's life, soon the Elder would discover what had occurred. The villagers began to grow suspicious of Siven, they resented all other species besides their own. Siven was taught how to keep his ears and tail hidden, which worked quite well. There were quite a few close calls, however, some that nearly cost him his life.

Siven was teased and bullied since he began school, the lycanthrope children knew he was born from an outsider, giving them reason enough to exclude him and terrorize Siven. He came home to his mother crying almost every day, having suffered a new wave of torture and misery. She would eventually calm him down, but the pang that a new fresh batch of insults would return each day still weighed down his heart. Siven eventually learned how to cope, but the scars had already run deep.

The teasing never ceased; it became worse with each passing year. One day, when Siven was 16 years old, he became surrounded by his tormentors in the hallway. A sharp headache overcame him as his peers shouted various hurtful words at him, with no remorse. A high-pitched ring echoed in his ears as it continued; he prayed that it would simply end.

Then it suddenly ceased. He opened his eyes to see that some of the children were lying down, covered in scorch marks and burns. The ones that were unafflicted stood mouth agape at Siven, as if a ghost had appeared before them. Siven fled the scene as the teachers came to see what happened, in fear of punishment and more torture; heading back to his home seemed to be the best idea.

At home, he explained to his mother what had happened earlier in the day. He even somehow managed to replicate the fiery destruction that took place at the school as well. Sierra went quiet, frozen to the spot. After what seemed to be an eternity, she walked over to a safe hidden in the wall. She reached inside and retrieved a small necklace, made of emerald and carved into the shape of a diamond. She also retrieved Siven's father's sword, made of strengthened steel and a simple leather hilt. Sierra gave both of these items to Siven, explaining that he should seek out someone named Quasar; he would explain almost everything. Siven gazed down at the necklace; it gleaned in the light, it seemed familiar somehow. He looked at his mother and nodded his head in agreement to take on the quest. He left a few hours later, determined to find the reason behind his powers.

Siven journeyed far into the mountains to find this person, knowing that they may hold the key to his future. Upon arrival, an enormous yeti appeared from behind a stone gate. It roared so loudly that it seemed that the whole mountain shook. Trying to focus, Siven attempted to summon his abilities. He succeeded; the yeti stumbled backwards at the blast of roaring flames, and fell over the cliffside. The summoning of the blaze caused Siven to pass out. His last image before his eyes shut was of a humanoid shadow approaching.

When his eyes reopened, he found himself in a small hut, next to a fire. A man sat close by. He saw Siven wake and introduced himself as Quasar. Siven quickly showed him the necklace his mother gave him, explaining the situation within minutes. Quasar took a long look at it, deep in thought. He explained that Siven had a special ability: Pyrokinetics. It was rare for anyone to have such powers. He advised that he should seek out the counsel of the Crisis Academy; they would most certainly help Siven with his conundrum and train him to use his ability for better usage.

Siven left immediately for this "Crisis Academy." On the way there, he encountered a grey timberwolf. It seemed to be looking for something specific. A twig snapped underfoot as Siven passed by, drawing the attention of the creature. It seemed to recognize him, though, as it came bounding towards him, excited like a normal dog. Siven reached down to pet it, being friendly. Suddenly, the wolf uttered, "I know you." This caused Siven to panic and try to flee; the wolf stopped him in his tracks. "I really do know you. Do you not remember me?" it asked. Siven replied with a no, then barraged the wolf with a series of questions, including "Who are you?", "How are you able to talk?", etc. The wolf called himself Dementia, and stated that he was to help Siven on his journey. Seeing that he did not have much choice, he let Dementia tag along.


Siven has traveled through storms, harsh terrain, and many fearsome enemies, all to seek out the Academy. It is his hope that with the training he will recieve, all of his questions will be answered. Siven knows that by having his questions resolved, perhaps his destiny will be revealed as well.

"Crisis Academy is the coolest thing I've ever seen!"

 

@7Demented: Greatly detailed bio! However, please revise your element and powers. The power of telekinesis and pyrokinetic don't really go with the elemental fire and more detail is needed when describing your revised powers. Make the necessary changes and I'm sure you'll be accepted!

 

@ demented

Hey, your bio is looking really good so far~

However, I see a few minor tweaks you could do to your character. Aside from what Vanillite has stated in her post, the thing that caught me was the Species of your character. An anthro is a style of drawing that artists draw in, it's not really a species but you could be more specific and list him as being a lycanthrope (or half-lycanthrope).

Another little tweak is, in the character bio, a character cannot be at the academy already. To do that, you will have to make a post in the RP (once you're accepted~) stating that he is making his way to the academy.

 

Revisions done! Hope that works out better.

 

Great job on the revisions! I vote 'yes' on your acceptance into Crisis Academy. Just wait for Banshee's and Satix's votes before posting

 

Awesome-sauce!
I think you did well on the revisions *thumbs up*

 

"Crisis Academy is the coolest thing I've ever seen."​

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Name: Maki Maki​

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Username: Achromatic​

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Age: 27​

Appearance: Click here for a detailed pic. Maki Maki is a tall, enigmatic man with long, grey hair which goes past shoulder length. He is quite skinny, and not well built. He often wears a suit, with long grey pants. He will commonly wear a tie, to compliment his waistcoat and white shirt. His eyes are gold, and he has a sharp stare. He maintains a calm appearance, which compliments his personality.​

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Dorm #: 10A​

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Race: Human​

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Attribute: Good​

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Element: Sound/Poison​

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Powers: He can use his hands like a keyboard or a guitar string. When he activates his abilities he can use the air like an instrument, touching the air like a key on the piano or stringing a guitar string. Once he does this, a small amount of poisonous gas is released, whilst this cannot kill you, it can cause you to faint or even hallucinate. When he compresses the gas by using the air like an instrument, he can cause small explosions. To cause more effectiveness, he must be around fire/flames. This can create even bigger explosions.​

His abilities are rather out of control and can be a danger to himself and others around him sometimes. His poison gas is well suited for battles with fire users, but this can also be dangerous in the fact that the explosions he causes could even tear off his arm. Though music is part of his element, he cannot do any damage with the music, it is more like his attack command opposed to an actual offensive.​

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Bio:​

His full name is Makishima. Maki Maki was a nickname given to him by his mother, he deeply respects and cherishes his mother, so he keeps this nickname with him at all times. When others call him by his full name, he will be disgusted by their choice of words. His name means "True, precious" which his mother intended for him. He makes sure he is always true to himself for his mothers sake.​

Maki Maki is a calm gentleman with a passion for music and arts. He is talented in playing several instruments, but he finds himself most comfortable with the piano and a guitar. He often can be rather dramatic, and tries to do things with an artistic style. Those who are sloppy and distasteful disgust him. He shows a lack of regard for others feelings when it comes down to his own choices. He also has a posh accent, which fits his past.​

Though not much is known about his past, it is said he was raised in a well mannered, rich family. His father was abusive towards him since his father had wished he would have gone in to the banking industry opposed to music and art. This caused him to finally leave home and travel across the world, learning about all kinds of music and art. A long time ago, when he was travelling through a large mountain, it is said he came across a dangerous gas which caused cells in his body to adapt, merging his musical talents within his body.​

After returning home, he learned that he was the one who owned the house after his parents had passed away. He sold the house for all it was worth and continued with his quest. He learned about a myth of a place known as the Crisis Academy. He heard that somewhere there was a portal leading to the area. After lots of studying, he took off and searched for this portal. He found what he was looking for, shocked, he headed through.​

After a long time of soul searching, he finally decided to learn more about his abilities by heading to the Crisis Academy, he thought that he may be able to control his abilities better and use them for good rather than using them at a risk to others. He hopes that here, he will be able to fully grasp his abilities and take control of his power.​

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Crisis is like, the coolest thing I've ever seen, yo. I got lazy about half-way through this. Gomen.

• Username:

umi--no

• Name:

Kaito Abareru {Translation: "To soar the violent ocean"}

• Dorm #:

10B

• Age:

17

• Race:

Marid djinn--the marid is unruly and rebellious, and the most powerful of djinn. The marida (plural) possess great knowledge of magic and have assisted kings and priests. They are also known as "blue" djinn and are the ones most often associated with wish-granting genies.

• Appearance:

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Spoiler

–For his age, seventeen, Kaito is not very tall in stature. He is of average weight, though the majority of the extra weight is muscle build, and is therefore lean with slight, wiry muscle. From his head to his toes, he seems to emanate condescension, somehow managing to keep this demeanor whilst smiling as friendly as possible and showing off jagged teeth sharpened to points. His eyes are a light azure, and can always be found with a heavy mischievous gaze close to all of the time, though, from time to time, they tend to take on a much more dangerous tint.
–He can be seen at almost all times with a scarf around his neck: blue and embroidered with a 'shark face'. This is symbolic of not only his element, but the color djinn that he is. He prefers monochromatic colors with splashes of blue hues, both light and dark blue, ranging from sky blues to navy blues and everything in between. Believe it or not, blue happens to be his favorite color. Shocker. His clothing is always in top condition, neatly ironed and well-kept–showing signs of slight obsessive compulsive behaviors. Also, he usually has some sort of distraction in his hands to keep his mind off of the world and to avoid unwanted social interactions.
–The only notable scars on his body is a small R etched into his back and the round, circular scar in between his thumb and index finger. The reasoning behind the small R is very personal to him and he refuses to explain how he got it, no matter the circumstances. The other, from someone he once called a friend, who, at one point, jabbed a ballpoint pen straight through his hand to sign a contract with his blood. Since then, the contract has long been broken, and it's yet another part of his past that he's unwilling to bring up.

• Powers:

–As a djinn, he has the natural ability to take on his genie form, which makes him capable of granting powerful wishes (with twists, of course. What good genie grants wishes the way they're said?). In both his genie form and his human form, he can cross between the human realm and the realm of the djinn, in which most djinn dwell and even capture their own 'pets' for entertainment.
–Aside from that, he can manipulate and control both water and ice, and water-ice-related weather. Whether to make a certain shape out of either, to attack, or to get from one place to another, it can be done in some way, and he's completely willing to do it to get what he needs done, done.
–One of Kaito's favorite abilities is the ability to drown someone without even using water manipulation. With a little bit of work, he can pull the fluids from the lungs and pull them into the lungs, quit literally dry-drowning them, much the way one would in an accident with a chlorine pool.

• Combat Prowess:

When placed into hand to hand situations, Kaito is severely impaired, seeing as he prefers keeping in his human form when around other human-like creatures. His human body is not very adept to fighting without some sort of magic or weapon, and his only real protection when in physical combat are his sharpened teeth.

• Weapons:

Kaito has no particular weapons with special powers, considering his skills with water and ice manipulation. His weapons are rather generic: baseball bats, brass knuckles, flick blades, and, on occasion, a pack of matches.

• Elements:

Water

• Pet:

​None. { Edited out; too lazy to play a dragon }

• Attribute:

Evil

• Bio:

–Unlike his exterior appearance, his interior appearance is mangled and, to the sane mind, depressing and downright terrifying. Throughout the seventeen long years of his life, Kaito has been through a lot, and that lot has changed him in way more negative ways than positive. To mention the most notable, he's terribly misanthropic. Every thought he thinks on the subject of humans is negative and degrading. In his mind, every human fits the same category, and every human that doesn't is disregarded and shoved away to keep his perfect, pessimistic view of the world.
–Not only is he misanthropic, but he's extremely cunning, manipulative, and violent: all the mind games, the seemingly harmless innocence, the way his malice tended to spike at all of the oddest moments. He's always seen with a cheery smile and a peppy tone, but it's all a part of a nasty trick to get on everyone's good side with witty words and pretty poetry, only to tear them all down from the inside. He wants to see everyone suffer, the way he has in the past. When it comes to violence, he tends to pick on those smaller than (and, on occasion, bigger than him) him, even going as far as to start up fights that eventually escalate to bloodshed.

• History:

{ File cannot be found. }

• Theme song(s):

Shadows || Red

 

Very nice! Accepted!

 

Accepted! looking forward to playing with you!

 

Name: Tabitha Gates

Dorm#:6B

Username: Banshee

Age: 20

Appearance: Tabitha has a pale complexion that sort of looks like the reflection off of the moon's light. Tabitha has dark grey eyes. Her black hair is wrapped tightly in dreads and are tied into a pony tail that reaches down to the middle of her back. On the base of the hair-tie, she has a skull. Her body build is rather lean due to her kind. She's normally seen wearing dark clothing which consists of; a dark tattered black cloak that touches the floor when she walks. Under her chest armor she has a black material that drapes over her. She wears jewelry that appears as If they were made of bones. She wears black gloves covering up some stitches she have on her arms due to a past battle. In her hand, she normally wields a large scythe that has decorative black feathers and a bird skull on the base of the staff. When she is doing her summoning her eyes can glow an eerie color.

Race: Lich

Pet: Shadow Dragon

Pet Powers: Being that it's made entirely of darkness this dragon has the capability to travel in ones shadow. Normally Bastiel travels in Tabitha's shadow or as a shadowy mist in the air but she can also materialize into a medium-sized dragon. (Though, she is not as big as an ordinary fire breathing dragon, Bastiel is capable of carrying one person on her back at a time.) Her ability; she can create thick clouds of dark smoke around her opponents and use it to do sneak attacks. She also has a loud screaming cry that can make her opponents' ears hurt and can cause headaches.

Attribute: Neutral.

Element: Ice / Necromancer

Powers: (All at her current level of skill)
Tabitha is a practicing Necromancer. She is not at a high enough skill level to be able to raise the dead, at least not without having severe consequences. With necromancy, she can communicate with the dead and see ghosts. Along with her practices she can also cast a small range of curses. This can stem from, constant itchiness; bad luck, sneezing constantly, to minor hallucinations and clumsiness.

When necromancy doesn't work nor has a value in a battle, Tabitha also knows a thing or two about the ice element. With her scythe, she can make the blade covered in an icy aura that can freeze parts of the enemy that were struck. This usually lasts a short period of time or until the break free from it. She can make her breath become frigid and she can blow it into people's faces. It's basically a beginning case of frost bite though if she continued it could become worse. Tabitha can also take her hand and turn it into ice and freeze small areas that she touches. She's also skilled with close combat with her scythe.

Bio:

Several hundred years ago, a large feud between living beings and the Senkrad emerged. The beings believed that the Senkrad practices of Necromancy were nothing more than evil witch craft and demonic ceremonies. The Senkrad thought that the living should mind their own business and let them be, let alone be grateful for what they have done. However, a deadly battle emerged and many perished. In the end, the living had outnumbered the Senkrad and banished them into a massive cavern that was located in the middle of a swamp. The living believed that these creatures would eventually die off due to the poor conditions that they were forced to live in.

However hundreds of years later, the Senkrad tribe still exists. Though, not being completely cut off from the rest of the world, the Senkrad had outsiders visit them on a regular basis. They taught them everything they knew and what wars have occurred. They also learned about new discoveries and new inventions. Eventually the outsiders had forgotten about the punishment that was brought upon the tribe. This caused a great temptation to select someone to walk amongst the land of the living. Being a young and loyal member of the clan, Tabitha was chosen to be the first to walk amongst the surface with her partner at her side. The reason being was; they saw that she was not only loyal to the laws, but she had a strong will and sense of adventure. They believed that maybe with her spirit, she would be able to break away the banishment and perhaps one day her kind would be able to walk with everyone once again.

Many of the Necromancers had some form of pet at their side. Her parents managed to get their hands on a shadow dragon egg and had given it to her on her fifth birthday. Tabitha had named her new friend after a brave character from a legend that was read to her when she was younger. From that day, Bastiel has been her best friend ever since. The two of them sometimes get into a little trouble but always manage to escape with their close bond and team work. They also enjoy investigating new areas and solving mysteries together.

Much like many of the other students, Tabitha has been practicing Necromancy. However due to her current skill level and class ranking, there are plenty of laws that she has to abide by until she is appointed to a higher ranking or class level. These laws are placed so Necromancers do not abuse their ability with resurrecting the dead or killing a random civilian on whim. Currently, without an elder by her side, she is not allowed to bring back anyone. Even if she had the skill, it is a law that she must follow. If she were to break the law, the chamber members of her clan would request someone to fetch her and bring her back home. This then would result in severe punishment, many of which would never enjoy. So being brought upon strict rulings, Tabitha often comes off as being a stickler to rules and guides.

Theme Song: "Never Gonna Stop" Rob Zombie https://www.youtube....h?v=RXznhpPnwCo

"Crisis Academy is the coolest thing I have ever seen"

(SIDE NOTE: Replaced Louis )

 

Name: ​

Voltaic Melody​

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Username: ​

Yang (Lucario_J)​

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Dorm #:​

A4​

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Age:​

17​

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Appearance:​

Voltaic has beady, teal eyes. He has silky, wavy chestnut coloured hair. He is very tall and has a graceful build. His wardrobe is quite attractive. He is usually seen wearing a light blue suit with a dark red vest.​

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Race: ​

Half Lightning-Nymph (Though he doesn't know)​

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Pet: ​

Zrilk (Thunderbird)​

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Pet Powers: ​

Zrilk has the ability to grow and shrink to a certain size, which makes it useful to get into buildings.​

Smallest size - Phoenix size.​

Largest Size - Ridable.​

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Attribute: ​

Chaotic Neutral​

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Element:​

Electricity​

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Powers:​

Voltaic carries a small stone around with him wherever he goes. This stone seems to sparkle, and has a large lightning bolt symbol on one side. This stone send out a constant trickle of electricity, charging Voltaic with the electricity. Voltaic calls it the Thunder Pebble. This electricity can then be used to turn into a being of pure Lightning. Also, during thunderstorms, He can often call down a strike of lightning, using his charge. Though, being hit by lightning greatly adds to his overall energy. He often has the ability to fire small bolts of lightning, all which he can control the voltage of, out of the palms of his hands. He often wields a dull-yellow scythe, which Voltaic calls Electric Crescent. When He is charged, he can move electricity through the scythe, zapping anyone on the receiving end. It can also be normally used when he is depleted of electricity. It takes a great deal of energy to expel electricity for all these things, and its lucky that he has the Thunder Pebble to constantly, even though slowly, charge him up, but by bit.​

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Personality :​

Voltaic is very experience oriented and focused on material goods. Always on the go, running from some interior anxiety, he is less people oriented and uses this boundless energy to make money to buy material things to further occupy his mind and time. Voltaic is an adventurous person, even to the point of endangering his own life - a major risk taker, not afraid of confrontation. Restlessness increases during the story and he becomes less focused. He is less likely to worry about what others think, willing to push others aside and even ignore laws to get what he wants. And he wants everything. He is strong willed, not likely to get involved in vices like drugs. However, he doesn't condemn those who choose to use them. Voltaic's character flaw is based on the incorrect belief that suffering can be avoided indefinitely. He avoids being constrained and limited. When he's under pressure, he becomes rigid and self-limiting. When he's relaxed and secure, he takes time to think things through.​

Voltaic is very direct. Getting right to the point without worrying too much about what others think. He will have a been-there-done-that edge to him. He has done a lot of things and can imagine what everything else is like. Still, he is very positive about the opportunities ahead and very positive about his own life. Sometimes, at this level, Voltaic is slightly delusional about how well he is doing. Under pressure, he becomes very charming, able to talk his way out of almost any trouble.​

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Bio:​

Voltaic wasn't born early, or late. He was simply born. Nothing seemed wrong with him when he was birthed, but nobody could suspect anything then. Voltaic was the only child of the Melody's. When born, they originally named him Stanley. Quite a dull name. He grew up in Blackwind town, as it was becoming larger. he never went to school, and was taught by his mother, because his father was too ignorant to bother. They once lived in the middle of the city, in a small house, but had to leave, due to the spreading of the town, and had to move to the outskirts. It was a difficult time.​

His parents argued a lot, and were not forgiving when Voltaic did wrong, for example, broke a vase. He would be sent outside, without food. He slowly became accustomed to this. When sent out side, he would not sleep, for the punishment would become more severe. Instead, he daydreamed. He daydreamed of other places, other realms perhaps. He often wished to leave Blackwind Town, and leave everything he knew. So he lived on, peacefully.​

The day before his seventeenth birthday, his parents had an argument. Not a usual argument, but a bigger one, with face slapping and all. Voltaic couldn't understand what it was about, but suddenly his mother left. He ran outside to find her, and she saw her on the roof of one of the neighbouring houses. She was calling out to the stormy sky, willing for something to happen. Then, there was a bang. A large bolt of lightning, sent down from the clouds, hit his house, his father within. The house set on fire, and his father was surely dead.​

His mother climbed off the rooftop, and walked towards Voltaic, wearing a gentile smile, as he slowly backed away. His mother stopped in front of him, then took out a small stone from her pocket, and a scythe from her back. "Happy Birthday." She whispered. She handed the items to him, then walked off. Voltaic was stunned. He suddenly tried to follow her, but it was too late. She was gone in the crowd of people trying to put the fire out.​

The small stone, as he held it, seemed to give him a small boost of energy. Voltaic examined it to be sparkly, and have a thunderbolt on one side. He had no idea what was going on. He then examined the scythe, to find the scripted words 'Electric Crescent'. What was this? What was his mother? It seemed as if nobody knew him any more. There was nothing left to do. He just stood up, and walked.​

It was still stormy, and lightning was hitting everywhere. Voltaic was tired, even though he only walked a short distance, and could still see the edge of the town. It was then when the bolt of lightning hit him. He heard a deafening bang, and a zap of energy coursed through him. He would've fainted from fright, he should've died, but the energy from the bolt was keeping him up. One could almost see the sparks around his body. He decided to test if he could do the same thing as his mother, if it was something to do with a bloodline. He pointed at the ground in-front of him and waited. Then after a while, the lightning struck, in the exact spot where he concentrated. He felt somewhat drained though. He could harness lightning.​

Voltaic still had some energy, and the stone seemed to still be charging him up. He took his scythe off the strap on his back, and concentrated on the scythe. He hoped that he wouldn't cause lightning to zap it. Slowly but surely, sparks became visible along the blade of the scythe. He was channelling energy through it. He couldn't only harness lightning, but electricity itself. It was then that he decided that Stanley was too boring of a name. Voltaic sounded good. Sounded electrical.​

Suddenly there was a FWOMP sound next to him, and the ground shook. He looked for what had created it, and he couldn't believe his eyes. A large, golden bird. A thunderbird, from the myths. The thunderbird looked at him oddly, with its piercing eyes. Surprisingly, Voltaic has enough courage to go towards it, to try touch it. It WAS a thunderbird after all, maybe he could control it. Voltaic touched the giant bird, and concentrated to expel some electricity from himself into the bird. The thunderbird seemed to like it. It suddenly shrunk, into the size of a phoenix, he assumed. It looked much cuter like this. He then noticed a small tag around its leg. It read 'Zrilk'. Voltaic stepped away, and the bird seemed to follow it, flapping its cute little wings. He decided that it would be his pet.​

When he re-entered Blackwind Town, the fire was still raging, but he took no notice. It was just at that moment, as someone showed past him, that they dropped a letter, directly in-front of him. he picked it up, and was about to shout to the person so he could give it back, but then he noticed something strange. The letter was directed to him. Master Voltaic Melody. It didn't say Stanley. How did they know he changed it? He sat down against a wall that wasn't burning, and opened the letter.​

Dear Master Voltaic.​

We have observed your abilities, and wish for you to join the Crisis Academy. ​

Crisis Academy is a place for you to interact with people who also have unnatural abilities. ​

Along with that, our school offers courses that will help you hone your skills as a lightning master.​

We hope to see you here.​

- Signed, Emereth Elmore​

Voltaic had decided. He was going to go to the academy. Zrilk grew to a size that it could be rode, as if sensing Voltaic's mind. He was unsure at first, but he trusted it enough to get on. Zrilk flew up, knowing somewhat of where to go.​

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Theme Song:​

This Will Be The Day - Jeff Williams​

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"Crisis Academy is beautiful."​

 

Accepted by Vanillite

 

Accepted by moi (;​

(3/3)​

Have fun!​

 

Crisis Academy, is like super cool or something. Maybe the coolest thing I have ever seen. It would need a lot more confetti and sparkles though XD

Name: Arya Deveraux
Username: Cheshire
Dorm #: 5 (Single)
Class Schedule:
Day A:
First Block/Homeroom: Field Training
Second Block: Math
Third Block: Magic

Day B:
First Block: Combat
Second Block: Potions
Third Block: History


Age: 15
Appearance: Arya has short brown hair she never takes care of and is perpetually filled with twigs and leaves. She has bright, curious brown eyes that are always darting for the next thing to catch her attention. She is very small for her age, and some people assume she is 12. She wears a pair of red converse, dark blue jeans and a red T-Shirt.
Race: Human/Fairy
Pet: Griffin named Nymeria
Pet Powers: Nymeria is able to fly, and being considered in ancient folklore as a protector of the divine and guardian of good, blah blah blah, she is immune to an extent form curses and dark magic.
Attribute: Arya doesn't mean to walk on the path of evil, but it just happens. She tries to be good but it seems she never can.
Element: (I noticed someone took the power of shadows....But i wanted to be like Blackstar!) Fire.
Powers: She can create fire, and she has a special ability to create pink fire, which cannot burn people.
Bio: Arya was born to a rich family, but she constantly tried to run away. Her ability was very destructive, and she always felt bad because all she ever wanted to do was help people. She soon accepted the fact she would always destroy things and never fix them, and ran away successfully. She wandered through many lands, perhaps even engaging in illegal activities. She developed pink fire, which is a fire that cannot burn anything but instead floats in small balls. Arya soon became a troublemaker and a rebel, landing herself in juvie until she was brought to the Academy.
Theme Song (Optional): None.

Sorry if it isn't the best organized, I am on an iPad and it is horrible hard to write!