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Name: Blake Aki Age: 14 Gender: Male Bio: What proof could there have been to know that he was an instrumentalist? Self-taught, and having never joined an orchestra of any sort, Blake was a former celloist. Normally reluctant to give it up for anything, he was glad to for the sake of his and his family's lives. They still all live, albeit, in "mild" poverty. Suffering to a small extent of social anxiety, Blake often stays with Noah--one of his few friends and no one else. When another person comes, he will remain silent, observing them. If Noah is comfortable with them for long enough, usually, he will eventually work up the courage to at least greet them. Luckily, Noah knows and respects that anxiety, never forcing him into an uncomfortable position. Personality: Others around him find it strange that he shows no racial discrimination to anyone (as near everyone does, willingly or not, perhaps even obliviously). In truth, he just can't usually tell a difference--unable to with complete colorblindness. Other than that, there's rarely much personality for anyone other than Noah to see in Blake. He has a sort of fetish for flowers and the language of flowers, however, and as he (strangely) often has them in possession, will emphasize a certain flower dependent on his emotions or thoughts. Not that anyone would ever catch on, anyway. Appearance: Favorite instrument of the character(Req): Cello Favorite music that involves that instrument/other musics(Not req, but highly appreciated): While not always classical, Blake often tends to listen to orchestral music. Example.... Name: Kasumi Nazo Age: 15 Gender: Female Bio: A victim. A victim of sexism, simply being used, deceived, and harmed. She, however, is not and never was, a helpless victim. Kasumi fought and fights to the day upon the idiots who try to take advantage of her. Something as severe a crime as rape has been directly stopped by her hand--fighting back and bringing it all for the public eye to see, and take her side. For such reasons, Kasumi is prepared for the worst, and sadly, expects the worst to become reality--reluctant to trust another. Personality: Despite her toughness and stability in the face of any danger, Kasumi likes to lure such danger to her, in order to make sure they no longer threaten her or anyone else. She will play innocent, and helpless like a preppy schoolgirl walking along the dark alleyways, and will bring the fights to her before luring them again (or forcing them) out into public. Aside from all that, she's mostly just a normal, serious type. While never one experienced with playing music, she listened and still listens to it quite frequently. Appearance: /shot again Favorite instrument of the character(Req): Electric guitar Favorite music that involves that instrument/other musics(Not req, but highly appreciated): Often variable. Example.... Name: Noah Himitsu Age: 15 Gender: Male Bio: Not much is known here, having kept mostly everything a secret. What is mostly known, is that he is a recent orphan, disowned by both of his parents. Personality: Neither shy nor outgoing, Noah often stays in the middle of the social levels, talking almost only when spoken to, but without any trouble, and able to keep the conversation going for as long as it needs to. He has some sarcastic wit that can be either blindingly obvious or may actually require a bit of thinking, giving remarks just about whenever he can (likely the only times he will blurt something out without reason). Appearance: Favorite instrument of the character(Req): Basically all keyboard or keyboard percussion instruments. Most notably the piano, harpsichord, and marimba Favorite music that involves that instrument/other musics(Not req, but highly appreciated): Soundtracks one would find in movies, anime, television series(es?), etc. Especially slower, more emotional pieces. Example.... Okay so it's 1:30, I might edit the bio's and personalities to make them...uh...better. I'm tired. Sorry.

NeverBetter....I promise today but not now, ironically, because I'm in the band room waiting for camp to start*whispers* I'm sorry

Mmkay

(While the post doesn't concern your characters, Neko, read this anyway. For I foresee another of your decapitation sprees aimed to Dante) Dante grinned at Sandrew's expression of rage. He found it...unexpected, but not intimidating whatsoever. "You...." he began, and laughed a little, "You remind me of an eleven year old boy I once brought here. So nervous, so sensitive...strong hearted but weak willed. He was gifted and powerful, and was easy to manipulate, but the moment he stood up to me...is the same moment he regretted it. Luckily for you, I'll give you a bit more time." Moving from the subject, he returned his gaze to Drale. "For you, I'm afraid you'll have to save your questions until the end." He listened in to, Adriev, "A higher power calls. It seems I'm the only of my kind truly appreciative of idle banter, but I digress." The light he had used from Cornelius vanished instantly, Dante with it. The sound of crumbling and formations echoed throughout the entirety of the hollowed cave. The air stiffened and seemed limited. If anyone had paid attention to the area just behind Dante, the cave was a pitch black maze. No longer. Dante had now made it a labyrinth. His voice echoed elsewhere, "Light and darkness is on my side more than yours...but you," A ghastly breeze swept through Sandrew. "If I come to find you maneuvering around with your abilities instead...your regret may very well come sooner than you'd think." The walls of Earth reached up to the 'ceiling' of the cave from below the floor, branching out into the labyrinth that it is. For now, what possible methods lied for the team of Gold? They prepared for battle, but did not get one.

BY WHOM IS MY PRESENCE BECKONED

Dante's never been one for vulgarity or profanity. Just not his cup of tea. A literal cup of tea certainly is, though

Hahaha as if that'd offend him, but I kinda expected that to happen early on

Dante grew a grin, despite the incoming insults and demands. "Try harder on your insults. For starters, Ferro, as I've heard beyond the cave, you'd best silence your weapons and yourself until they think of something better. I appear feminine? It never occurred to me that being female in any way was so degrading. Sexism seems to have rose again as society continues to devolve. Tell me," he turned to Amber rather nonchalantly, ignoring what she had said, "In comparison to them, just how privileged are you? Is your femininity called into question? It seems that they find it to be wrong." Dante sighed almost disappointedly. "Now we can converse about what we want eternally, so I will not answer your question." He told Drale, "We can go on and on." Dante twiddled his index and middle finger for a moment, bursting Sandrew out of the ground. "No use hiding, or even attempting a little abscond. Now I admire the others' tenacity, but if you so wish, I will allow you to leave. Are you certain you wish to? For if you return, there is no other chance I am giving you." At last, Dante analyzed them all and seemed to be prepared for a game of sorts. "Children, you all come as kids, assigning yourselves the role of 'hero' as if it is for mere fun. You think of us as the villains but in reality, you are ignorant, insolent, indolent. Keep thinking that you're righteous, but in truth, you do not even know what your role truly is." He sneered at his foes and smirked. "In my presence, the vast majority of your retention is no longer under your control. It is mine. Now, if I am the female you blighted men claim me to be--then prepare to be bested by one."

"You misunderstand." Morgan's gaze shifted from Alice to the judge. "I never hoped to make peace with the Kamyn. However...I believe we should actually make some progress in climbing Evraius before we begin conflicts with...whatever can be considered just below God. I chose not to assist you because no one's life was at stake. Not yet, anyway." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gold "A trap, you say?" The darkness closed in as the cave did, crumbling down the only visible entrance and exit. "I find that to be comically ignorant, though I fail to see things from your perspective, and so please...." The bats of light vanished immediately, but the light they emitted shifted over as a beacon hovering over Dante. It was akin to moonlight, not bright but very elegant, and in fact, the only light that appeared to be there at all. Dante's blue and red eyes narrowed calmly to the group, his robes of white and gold standing out quite a bit. Despite being in such a hollow cave, Dante's hair was combed back well without any sign of dirtiness, nor on his robes of what seemed to be silken. "...Explain it to me. After all...." Dante was curious to see where this group would lead. So far, he noticed the light and dark abilities of some...it would prove to be entertaining. "You barge in here uninvited with other comrades as well. You fight and bicker with one another, causing a bit of noise here, you fire a bolt coming my way even to no avail...you've entered our territory, and you consider this a potential trap? No, children, you are merely intruding into an area that is not your's. Excuse me for introducing us all with such formalities, but I'm certain it would be...less appreciable if done as the others have." He took a small breath, "Unfortunately, you have all been rather rude of guests. I am certainly aware that society only continues to degrade and degrade, but does this all pass for being manners nowadays? It is unbelievably annoying, and even a bit provoking." Dante's voice deepened darkly, echoing in the cave, "Irreversibly provoking."

(You seem to have a trend of assuming traits about my characters!~)

But my marimbaaaa and my synthhhh and my glockenspielllll and my xylophoneeeee and my vibraphoneeeee I miss them

"Oh? I didn't realize you cared so much for what is 'just a navigation system' to you." Noah grunted, completely irritant about the comment earlier. He turned to look at the others, not as annoyed, yet still not really changing his expression very much. "If you're all going to stick together, let her be the Bibliotheca if needed. Best not risk anything and if you do--keep it around...experienced Key Keepers to burn the books. It'll make it much easier." He suggested, slowly coming down to sit. His hand was clenched over his upper chest, where the keyhole lied, painfully. Noah's gaze returned to Elda. "And what now?"

"Our mission will prove to be unsuccessful after all, won't it?" Morgan glared at the rest of her team--Alice, in particular. "Do you all resort to violence this early on? If we come across as a threat in any way, the Kamyn will end us in a heartbeat. For you battle-freaks to comprehend, consider this more so divide and conquer than search and destroy. We have to use our minds in this matter." She basically began to scold the rest of her team, deliberately not taking a part in the family. She looked straight through the fissure in the mountain the Kamyn had created. "He alone can overpower us, likely. He was holding back greatly." She gazed upward into the Kamyn's eyes as he departed but said nothing. She was perfectly capable of closing the gap in the mountain once he had left."Of all people, I get the vibe that the Doctor here actually has a brain. That's disappointing. I guess a judge is far too used to not being able to follow his own mind, hm? And the girl is a mere naive brat. Pull it all together, so we can proceed with what is keeping our entire existence at stake. Do we all reach an assent on the matter?"

From Neko, I'm assuming that creepy yandere uh...creepiness is complimentary

Definitely sign up for this in a bit! And I'm in percussion--thanks for killing me in your world already

Goodbye Sikota, your presence has brought us some interesting events, from Casy to this

(My time will come again. Forget my presence entirely.)

(Regardless, he got rid of any light in the area. But I'm confused now anyway)

I hate active role playing while I'm on mobile sometimes blehhh

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While plenty of my characters do have a little me In them, I kinda split myself into three parts, added some stuff and made them into Joshua, Noah, and Alexander (guess I haven't used him all too much)

I could still use, I think Nei's idea of an Experiment prequel. The Hypothesis for the win

Coincidence indeed. I would say Joshua still represents my insecurities, fears, and somewhat hidden childishness. He still is me, I suppose, just internally (and not appearance-wise at all). I guess that's why I feel a little empty not having him in an RP, but oh wellALSO, I was four foot eleven starting last year as a freshman! I have been growing but I don't know how tall I am. I'm still below eighty pounds anyway, in terms of weight

Morgan scoffed. "Double that fiery demise with my own hand and I'll add in a free pyre just for you. Fitting, really, as of all sins--I foresee you being one of lust. If not, pride." Her eyes narrowed. A very small gust of wind blew past her fingertips gently, but upon reaching the Doctor, burned mildly. Fire in the illusion of air. "You won't know it's coming."

Neko, Pretium, you killed me with cute. Also I wanted to mention that it seems funny: Sandrew's nervousness seems on par with Joshua's, who I made after my younger self, sort of. Even more so, Sandrew is just a letter added onto my actual name. Just a bit of analysis is all