The Class Roster

Profile.

Name: Dorian Shaddix
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance: He's tall, has medium-length copper-colored hair and a pale bronze to his skin, with brilliant iridescent blue eyes. He generally wears v-necks and some sort of skinny jeans, sometimes with a jacket to match. He's just as handsome as Mag, but is less noticed due to his ability to almost blend into a crowd and go without being seen.
Powers: Telekenisis, subconscious control.
Abilities: Very charming, very perceptive, and hard to deceive.
Equipment: Knife, brass knuckles, and handgun gifted to him by his father and affectionately christened the 'Choi du Jour' (Choice of the Day in French).
Personality: He's very creative, with skills in several instruments and a great singing voice. He's a smart kid who makes A grades without even trying, but the only thing holding him back from the academic peak is the fact that he clearly doesn't give a crap. He's very kind, quirky, and funny, gaining respect from everybody for his inability to be bought or bribed to one particular side.
Bio:Dorian was born into a fairly decent life, living with a family who cared for him deeply. He skated through life with charm, wit, and no small amount of talent. Now, as he enters sophomore year, he finally has to cast his gaze to the future to decide what kind of life he wants for himself.


Name: Emily Hart
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Age: 15
Appearance: Well-developed for her age, on the shorter side of average. Long blonde-and-black hair swept cleanly over deep blue eyes. She's got lightly tanned skin and a brilliant smile. She generally wears skinny jeans, Converse lo-tops,
Tools, weapons, equipment: Just her looks and hella common sense.
Abilities: None, really, except decent self-defense abilities.
Biography, Personality, and Other: Em is a simple fifteen-year old, music loving, photography loving girl. She's kind, pretty, and she's always willing to help out anyone who needs it. She's well-loved among the school for her lack of bitchiness and unwillingness to be involved in drama. She's also a Dorian fangirl.

Name: Desdemona Taylor
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Appearance: Desdemona is a drop dead beauty: she sports a sharp with long, brunette hair with blue highlights, a pale complexion, and deep blue eyes, and her tall, thin, yet developed frame is the envy of most of the female population. Despite this, her taste in clothing could be considered rather "emo," and for this she is sometimes avoided by certain males.
Powers: Intimidation, weird powers of perception, precognition, and empathy. Kind of like an emotional WARLOCK.
Abilities: Scares the fuck out of everone.
Equipment: None
Personality: Desdemona's creepy as shit at first glance. She speaks to plants, she walks by herself all the time, and she talks to her iPod; despite this, once you get to know her, she's an invaluable voice of reason, has a wit as sharp as a battleaxe, and, surprisingly enough, an empathetic and friendly heart.
Bio: Desdemona was always the weird kid. From an early age, she was different: always playing by herself, writing poetry and stories that would later come true, and generally just creeping her classmates out. As she grew, this pattern persisted and grew until her junior year in high school, which, coincidentally, is the current day. She generally keeps to herself unless absolutely necessary, especially during classes, which is why people rarely notice her, but she's a great companion on any pranks or plots you might be concocting...

-Spawn

Name: Jolek Highwind
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance: He's tall, at around Five foot Eleven, and all of it well-muscled. Definitely not overly huge, mind you, but he's in peak physical shape, and the muscle that's there is solid and toned. He has dark, almost black shaggy hair (which is somewhat wild), and bright green eyes, often full of amusement and shining with pure happy-go-lucky optimism. Whilst not as pretty as, say, "Mag", he doesn't look too shabby, and would likely be thought of as quite handsome, if not for the elves running around. As far as clothing goes, he typically prefers the slightly baggy trousers of his martial arts uniform, and short-sleeved/ sleeveless, shirts. Interestingly enough, he often wears black gloves and combat boots, although he will wear tennis shoes or flip-flops from time to time
Powers: None, so far.
Abilities: He, (like all but two of my other characters ever) is a skilled martial artist, and as such is quite proficient in hand to hand combat. On his back, there's a fair-sized longsword, a weapon that he wields quite effectively, albiet not with quit the same level of proficiency as his fists. He does pretty well in school too, and is by no means dumb, albiet he has his derpy moments.
Equipment: Longsword.
Personality: Jolek is an optimistic guy. He's full of vitality, a little impulsive, but quick-thinking and has an altogether cheerful disposition. He's truly a kind soul, and if he notices someone's in need, he'll try and help them any way he can. While it's true that he's one of the nicest guys on the campus, it's also true that he has quite the mischevious streak and often pulls complex pranks and shenanigans in the name of either Fun and/or SCIENCE.


Name: Claire Farbantia
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Appearance: Of around average height, 5'5" or so. She has a slim, toned figure, and is above average in the endowment section, yet not quite to the extent of, say, Shiarra. Her face is just as pretty as the rest of her, and her deep blue eyes are often noted to be quite attractive. She's a redhead, in the sense that her air literally is red. Apparently, it runs in the family. She often is clad in simple shirts and jeans, rather than the ever-changing latest fashions.
Powers: None, so far. Does posess a particular talent for alchemy, however.
Abilities: Being a bit of a traceuse, she often can easily find the quickest route to a destination and take it. This observantness seems to have carried over into other situations, and she, as a result, doesn't miss much. She also has some knowledge of martial arts, particularly Akido, to which she can often use to great effect if corneredd, albiet she doesn't have the same level of dedication and training as Mr. Highwind up there.
Equipment: Nothing of note, at least for now.
Personality: She's got a pretty fun attitude most of the time, usually nearly as upbeat as Jolek. But, unlike the young swordsman, she is also more down to earth and can be cynical at times, her speech taking on a snarky, critical demeanor. But fortunately, that is a rare occurence, albiet she often doesn't hesitate to quip, no matter her mood. For the most part, she's just your typical, fun loving teen. A far cry from the stereotypical "Valley girl bimbo", she's often the smartest, most clear-headed of her friends (and Maglod's fangirls, a faction she may soon grow out of), her grades consistently in the 90-point-range. She also, to the (somewhat unfounded) suprise of many has a great interest in video games, which she genuinely finds fun and often does well with, considering her observantness. In short, she's a fun gal.

Name: Averran Bhurr
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance: Averran's not particularly tall, at 5'10, but he's got quite the presence. Fitness, the result of nine years of daily regimen, bulges from an otherwise tight and skinny frame, though his shoulders are broad. He slacks. A leather jacket that he never seems to change out of hides an empty shotgun, and dark sunglasses hide lifeless grey eyes, singing of a hollowness that inspires tears from even the coldest woman. He wears leather fingerless gloves.
Powers: Av can magnify the amount of force propelling an object already in motion, including air, once it's reached a certain speed. Basically, if it's moving, he can make it move faster. Used primarily for fists to feel like rocks and gunshot blanks to feel like bullets.
Abilities: Rides a motorcycle like a beast. Good shot, too. Decent at hand-to-hand combat--life on the streets served him efficiently.
Equipment: An empty shotgun, and fists. A motorcycle--or several, one at a time. They get stolen, so he gets back at society and steals someone else's.
Personality: Av's not exactly the most pleasant person. His upbringing harbored within him a major trust issue, and so he's resorted to a lonely life, mentally if not physically. Inner emptiness and a permanent state of depressive abandonment have created with him a paradoxical whirlwind--he desires terrifically company and love, but rejects it at its first appearance. Fear of betrayal drives him to coldness and silence, most of the time. He's particularly philosophical and introspective, though what usually comes out of his mouth is sarcasm and calculating shut-down. He wears the shades because it creates the illusion of perpetual irritation--he'd prefer to keep it private that he can't hold in the tears sometimes.
Bio: A prostitute mother and a dead father doesn't make for a wonderful childhood, on several accounts. For one, he grew up in poverty, which harbored in him a gratefulness--for all his cynicism, he doesn't miss a thank you. Grade school never treated him well. An abusive boyfriend hurt him emotionally through a beating to the mama and physically through a beating to the boy. A rampaging drunk day at home had driven Av to the brink. One illegally possessed shotgun on the table and a pissed-off seven year old makes a dead boyfriend. Appalled, his mother cast him out onto the streets, the first of a lifetime of events that had him swear off any and all social communication. A life on the streets treated him well. Av can, needless to say, take care of himself, and intends to be the only one to do so until the day he dies. By the way, that'll happen young or never at all.