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Yup. Will edit.

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Edited

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...rejected.

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Woo! Last one, but done! :D (btw, is no one gonna explain their Edeya's?)

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(no way!!! i have a giant canon doc on top of my prime universe character drafts!)

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{:skull: I- wow. I suddenly felt that I didn't prepare enough TT)

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mind if I res a spot?

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Go ahead~!

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Username: taromilk
Name: Sungha
Age: 18
Gender/Pronouns: Female, she/her
Appearance:

Personality: Ambiverted and easygoing, however has a small amount of anger issues and lacks brain cells
Edeya: "Drinks of healing"
Edeya Rank: A+
Combat Ability: C+
Main Weapon: Scythe
Backstory:
"Backstory? I don't recall having one, or at least one that I can remember.

I've been told that I've been in a coma for a year. It sounds pretty reasonable, because, well, I've forgotten how to wield my scythe, which was my primary weapon of choice.
Did I create it myself? I don't know. What is it made of? Don't know that either.

..Anyway, I've also forgotten a good chunk of the things that happened in my life, including who I lived with. That's why I lack a last name. I just remember a fire, a burn in my left eye, and boom, suddenly I'm on my way to a school with other Edeya users.
I guess that explains the.. err.. eyepatch, in my left eye. (Gosh, I keep forgetting the word)

About my Edeya? I've been making drinks all my life, particularly milk tea. Those drinks so happen to heal the physical wounds of anyone who has a drink. (Thank god I haven't forgotten about my boba recipes and Edeya.)
If someone doesn't want a drink? Well, they say it's best to have a plan B. *pulls out a comically large syringe*

Oh, my dog? This is my maltipoo Gamja, she pees in my room all the time but who cares? She's the cutest thing the majority of my friends have ever seen.

(Jesus, when is this interview over?)"

Other: Her dog(gamja) usually rides on her shoulder.
wow i sure dont want to go back to school

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Username: andrea~
Name: Celine Elyanna Lux
Age: 18 (17-19)
Gender/Pronouns: Female She/Her
Appearance:

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Personality:
ISFJ The Caregiver | 2w1 The Companion

They tend to be altruistic and purposeful in their behavior. They have the will to alleviate human suffering and desire love and acceptance above all else. They are service-oriented and humble, seeking to help better the lives of those in their community.
In their unassuming, understated way, they help make the world go round. Hardworking and devoted, people with this personality type feel a deep sense of responsibility to those around them. They can be counted on to meet deadlines, remember special occasions, uphold traditions, and shower their loved ones with gestures of care and support. But they rarely demand recognition for all that they do, preferring instead to operate behind the scenes.
She is capable, with a wealth of versatile gifts. Though sensitive and caring, Defenders also have excellent analytical abilities and an eye for detail. And despite their reserve, they tend to have well-developed people skills and robust social relationships.

Celine cares deeply for others, even those considered unworthy. She believes that everyone has something to fight for, their voices to be heard and respected. She loves her classmates, and will be friends with whoever wishes to be friends with her. She has always had strong objections towards the ranking and social status idea, believing everyone should get equal chances to fight for what they wish. She feels bad for the “weaklings” of the world, and wishes she could provide them with the needed opportunities, and she pains for the “mighty”, who will be seen as nothing more than tools and weapons for the war. She pities the “snobby”, as they can’t see past the cloud of disorient and accept others for who they are.

That doesn’t mean Celine is too soft to spot those of unchanging evil though. Whilst she still believes and hopes for them to change, once Celine has determined that you are truly “evil”, then you can very well say goodbye to the fiercely loyal and kindhearted girl. Instead, you will be met with a girl with uncontrollable fury and a desire to protect those she loves. Once you mess with her feelings (and friends), Celine can push aside those feelings of compassion and empathy, becoming a ruthless killer until her family is safe. Naturally, she would feel a bit guilty afterwards, having caused bloodshed, but she won’t dwell too much on it as she knows she has fulfilled the duty of care towards her loved ones.

Celine, whilst the sweet angel warrior she may appear to be, Celine has been pushed over the edge before. There are times where certain traumatic or emotional incidents have caused her to snap, losing herself amidst the chaos. In this state, she is a seemingly uncontrollable force with zero compassion, attacking with a fury that could rival the storms she faces. She can only be calmed down by her friends, or strangely enough, a classical piece played on the flute- Edvard Grieg - Schmetterling, Op. 43/1

Edeya: •As long as your Heart Beats• (S-) •Dance of the Dolls• (A+)
Edeya Rank: [Heart Beating to the Sound of War Drums S] | [One! Two! One! Two! A] | [Heart of Stone No More A]
[Arabesque, Passé, Changement, Écarté A] | [Dancing Dolls B+] | [Sewing, Sewing, Patch and Replace S]
Combat Ability: Physical combat capability C- (w/o skills) A+ (w skills)
Main Weapon: Scythe
Backstory:
WARNING! LONG(ISH) READ AHEAD
In a world where prestige and social status was determined by how powerful you were, the late bloomer Celine was always shunned. Laughed at, excluded and rejected, she belonged to the mockable, lowest-of-the-low powerless group.

In the family of four, her brother was the star, the pride and joy of the family, having been blessed with a S-Class Edeya. What was once a loving family turned into a broken one, 3 against one, the very moment Celine didn’t “bloom” upon turning 9. The young girl went about seeking the love and care she once received from her parents, but naturally, found none. Instead she was shunted by her parents and her brother, spending most of her days locked in her room with little to no food, ragged clothing, semi-broken furniture, a broken window and leaking roof. Though she never actually had any physical harm directly inflicted on her by her parents, the negligence and mental taunts and snipes were more than enough to send the young girl into a spiral to try and please her parents. Try as she might, however, she could never please them, always seen, known as the powerless one. Too young to properly understand why her parents didn’t love her, too young to care for herself, Celine’s mental health spiralled downwards. The weave of the world left Celine reeling, no longer the happy-go-lucky girl she once was. Her only company were several pretty porcelain dolls, which had been bought for her when her parents still had hopes for her to bloom.

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Then one day, a foolish mistake caused the house to be set aflame. Her entire family rushed out of the house, leaving her behind in the chaos. She was never an important concern after all, why would they remember her now? Celine screamed and pounded on the window with all her might, desperate for someone- anyone to notice her, to come rescue her. No one did, and the girl’s screaming soon used up the little oxygen in the room. Smoke entered her lungs, and as her bleeding fist hit the breaking glass one last time, her eyes went blurry with tears and she blacked out.

The girl never expected to wake up, thinking she must have died. How could she have survived anyways? It was impossible! But the girl woke up, badly burned and her respiratory system damaged. But she was alive. Her eyes opened to the sight of several dolls standing around her, watching her intently with their glassy eyes. They tended to her and fixed her up, fixing the tears in her respiratory system with cloth work. Celine had finally blossomed, that traumatic incident blessing her with her Edeya. They taught her everything they knew, and Celine picked up the rest through observing the world. As she matured, her heart grew, realising the stigma against the powerless was not just applicable to her. From then on, Celine would travel the world with her dolls, seeking out the shunted and providing them with the love and comfort they never would have experienced from a Edeya-wielder.

Other: Her skill “As Long as Your Heart Beats” is only active when she’s in her insane-ish mode, or her overprotective mode.

Andrea, accepted! Taromilk, sure!

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just edited lol

May I reaplly if I was rejected the first time? I can change my writing style is u want I know a variety pf types

Edit: My friend said I was godmodding, I've changed her strength. I didn't know it was supposed to be the worst class

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Still rejected.

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"Well, I don't like to be rooted in place. Let's charge in!"

Username: ~Waveshaper~
Name: Fortevera (real/official name: Flora Julianae)
Age: 19
Gender/Pronouns: she/her
Appearance:

Personality: Entertainer | ESFP-A
Extroverted in her own way, she is quite happy to make friends and talk to people, though sometimes they are taken aback by her talking to plants as well. An infectious optimism, coupled with spontaneous outbursts of joy, adaptability to most environments and an inability to hold back makes her able to carry social events but also be carried. Her weaknesses include a lack of forethought though, coupled with a weird reaction to bad crowds and an overwhelming desire to help/seek out others. Enjoys gardening, sports and pleasing people.
[only during "Nobody enters Fort Vera!"] Defensive, determined, immune to insults & aggravation (but retains former aggression).
[only during "Flora's got a mind of it's own!"] Anger now scales with physical health and her mental health degrades, which makes her attacks more unpredictable and persuasion difficult.
Edeya: "Flora for Fauna!" | "Nobody enters Fort Vera!" | "Flora's got a mind of it's own!"
Edeya Rank: B- | B | A-
Combat Ability: A+ | S- | S+
Main Weapon: Gauntlets (leather, reaching up to her elbow, only puts them on for serious combat)
Backstory: Losing her father at the age of seven, Flora was upset about her role model suddenly leaving her life. It did not help that her mother, the debt-accruing gambling addict, thought she could repay her debt by participating in the illegal fighting rings in her town. It was... "fortunate" that Flora's Edeya started to blossom right then.

An illegal fighting ring was the last place for an 8 year old, especially when fighting other children with other powers. The fights she did win, her mother treated her with a warm meal and a comfy bed... when she lost though, all she got was beatings and a cold radiator. The memories after are... fuzzy. There is a weird gap and she only remembers a booing audience and something the announcer said. She couldn't say it but her mouth still moved.

Next thing she knows, Flora was in an ambulance with heavy injuries and handcuffs. Her rehabilitation and therapy took a lot of effort (and several reconstructions) but, hopefully, she is now cured. With compensation from the now-busted fighting ring and a new name, Fortevera aspires to harness her Edeya for the good of the nation. Or at least for the people within the nation.

Other: Let's hope this school has a great garden, I'd love to grow something in there! (as for RP experience, ask Kendo :P)

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Accep

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