Kit Apparently
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Antarctica lay on the sandy beach, helpless against the wicked sun beating down on her skin.
“ehhhhhhh…” she whined,throwing the now too big for her coat over her to block out the sun. -
Nation:Antarctica(unclaimed territory)
Name:Winter
Gender:Female
Appearance:white blonde hair, blue eyes, very pale;
she spends a lot of her time looking like a little kid, with very long hair and blah clothes. When Russia comes around she is returned to a regular form, a 18 or 19 year old girl. She wears clothes uncharacteristic to the weather of her land, and her hair is long and wild. Average height, muscled but not manly. If it’s cold, or she really concentrates, she can stay olderPersonality:kind of a psycho, her father is general winter and he turned her into a killing machine. She’s convinced that Russia killed her twin brother, and hates him(the original). She’s very hyper, can drink heavily with little to no effect, and shoots exceptionally.
Dislikes:Russia, heat, burgersLikes:shooting, fighting, beer
Other:She has a terrible sense of direction, her guns fit in the many pockets of her overcoat, which can fit anything in them. She isn’t always completely “there”, and sees evil spirits. She acts like a little kid when she looks like one, but becomes distant and cold when in adult form.
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Solice read over the pamphlet once, then twice, then a third time in disbelief.”Is this a joke?” she muttered aloud to herself, stepping into her house and locking the door behind her. This stuff never really did anything except make her nervous. It wasn’t that she actually believed them, but it was like CreepyPastas, she couldn’t help but get jittery despite knowing it was just nonsense made to scare people. She looked at her walls, which were covered in sharpie doodles of all colors, and at the countless empty canvasses laying around. She hadn’t had any inspiration for weeks. She glanced down at the pamphlet in her hands. Maybe…
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Name: Solice (SOUL-iss) Akana
Age: 19
Location of Residence :uptown loft apartment(lots of windows, a nice view, very modern.)
Profession: budding artist/waitress
Alive? (Y/N):yess
Appearance: raven hair, petite, average muscles, long and wavy hair, dark blue eyes,almost black.
wears heavy eyeliner, eyeshadow, mascara, but wears very light colored clothes with some hipster influence. -
(sorry for the wait)
Enid glances back at the near firekin and smiles. “I don’t mind, just be careful. Don’t start anything on fire….” she trails off, suddenly distracted. Her sharp ears were picking up noises not far from their location. “actually, do you think you could send some right that way?” she asks, pointing towards the forest. -
Eni grabs a handgun, checking to aee if it’s loaded (it is). With an exaspwrated sigh, Eni rounds on Lionel. “Please tell me you weren’t walking around with these loaded in your backpack this while time.”
“…..i wAsn’t…..?” He says, not very convincingly.
“What am I going tp do with you?” She sighs, turning and addressing Taren ponce again, “The offer stands. If you want to come witj us, follow me.” With that she turns and begins qalking. -
“It’s fine Lionel, he’s not even a real firekin,” Eni sighs. “and besides, even if he was, I’d be ‘asking’ him to come along with us…” she sighs again,tipping her head down and rubbin her forehead with her fingertips. “whatamIevendoingyouneverlistenwhenIpreachthiscrapanyways….”she mutters under her breath. “Anyways, what’d you find…”
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“Wait, hang on this isn’t by choice–take that order back!” Kissa protests. “God, what is with all the clairvoyants in this–waaaaait.” Kissa glares suspiciously at Bell. “It’s the helmet isn’t it? Is that why Rei could see me? You know, he didn’t look so great last I saw him. He pointed a gun at me! Well, when I say me…” shesays all in one breath, gesturing with her less focused hands. “What’s the bracelet going to do, exactly?” shea asks nervously.
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Eni watches the boy log in his journal with interest. There are many different scents drifting towards her from him, so many that she can’t pinpoint which is his. She stands up, striding over to him.
” I’m Eni. You’re in my territory. Who are you?” -
Kissa blinks, grinning slyly as Bell cuts off. “See ya,so much more interesting than figuring out what’s up with you.” she says before turning and running through the walls all the way to Bell’s office. Bell is there, sifting through some papers.
“BOO!” Kissa yells, jumping in front of Bell and waving her arms. -
The Enigma
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White hair and gold eyes, wears a mask on her head but not her face. Clothes vary, although she always wears a scarf and some sort of jacket or coat. Thin, average height all muscle. Somehow stays pale no matter how much sun she gets. Short, wild hair. Appears to be about 16.
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Wants some peace and quiet, BAMN. Has no problem stealing or killing. Usually goes by Eni. Takes in/kidknaps/steals humans, firekin, and cold ones alike.
Strong magic user, shapeshifter,and telepath. Gets bad tempered and weak in arctic conditions, completly loses power for a period of time if frozen in ice.
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Thecold ones and the firekin: powerful beings that were once human. They don’t age,they heal quickly, and thier magic is even more powerful than thier creators’,although most don’t know it.
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Kissa wakes up–sort of–on the floor of the infirmary.
“Ugh, not again…..” she mutters. I must’ve taken more damage than I thought… she waves her mostly formless hand in front of her untill it begins to dissapate just in case.
“I hate tranquilizers!!!” she yells, not even bothering to try to get off the floor untill they’ve worn off. “Damn it Bell, if it were easier to pick stuff up in this form you’d be getting the haunting of a lifetime!” Kissa looks to where her real body lies, knowing from expiriece it will continue to reject her untill the worst of her injuries are healed, and the danger of the beast has passed. Still….she’d have to explain things to Bell at least,later. After all, she had only been trying to help. Kissa smles as shefeels her ‘body’ solidify,staggering up and striding through some walls untill she comes across a person in the training room,wispy and hard to focus on like fog. They’re talking, but she can’t hear what they’re saying. She can’t tell who it is untill they begin shooting and she recognises the gun.
“Oh my god Rei?!” she yells in horror and he wisps around,his gun swinging lazily to aim ar her. “Wait. You can see me?”