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Character(s) Crea's Playthings
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Character(s) Crea's Playthings
Under construction and not available to be used. He's already taken.
Name: Ciaran Kavanaugh
Age: Unknown, but looks between 30-35
Birthplace: Wicklow, Ireland
Sexuality: Heterosexual, yearning for someone who wouldn't dare look him in the eye (she knows who she is)
Occupation: Portrait painter
Name: Ciaran Kavanaugh
Age: Unknown, but looks between 30-35
Birthplace: Wicklow, Ireland
Sexuality: Heterosexual, yearning for someone who wouldn't dare look him in the eye (she knows who she is)
Occupation: Portrait painter
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Under construction. Taken character.
Name: Charity Williams
Age: 25
Birthplace: London, England
Birthday: October 31st
Sexuality: Heterosexual, happily married to Masato Ueda
Occupation: Paleontologist (primary focus is the Ice Age), Teacher in Tales, CEO in Gravity
Personality:
Positive Traits: Kind to a fault, protective of those she loves, caring, intelligent, bookworm through and through, curious, shy (from time to time)
Name: Charity Williams
Age: 25
Birthplace: London, England
Birthday: October 31st
Sexuality: Heterosexual, happily married to Masato Ueda
Personality:
Positive Traits: Kind to a fault, protective of those she loves, caring, intelligent, bookworm through and through, curious, shy (from time to time)
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Name: Astraeus Walsh
Age: 32
Birthday: August 6th
Birthplace: Birmingham, UK
Sexuality: Heterosexual, happily divorced
Occupation: Doctor, wants to specialize in ophthalmology
Appearance: Standing at 6'4, Astraeus is a slightly stocky man with pale skin. He has short blonde hair that has a small curl to it and stormy gray eyes. Astraeus rarely does anything with his hair and, at most, combs it while maintaining what bit of facial hair he has (he likes to sometimes grow it out to annoy his daughter).
Name: Astraeus Walsh
Age: 32
Birthday: August 6th
Birthplace: Birmingham, UK
Sexuality: Heterosexual, happily divorced
Occupation: Doctor, wants to specialize in ophthalmology
Appearance: Standing at 6'4, Astraeus is a slightly stocky man with pale skin. He has short blonde hair that has a small curl to it and stormy gray eyes. Astraeus rarely does anything with his hair and, at most, combs it while maintaining what bit of facial hair he has (he likes to sometimes grow it out to annoy his daughter).
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Name: Brielle Roux
Age: 22
Birthplace: Paris, France
Birthday: August 19th
Sexuality: Heterosexual, divorced
Occupation: Indentured Servant
Appearance: Standing at 5’5, Brielle is a petite woman. She’s underweight, her cheeks sometimes appearing hollow from lack of meals as punishment at her job. Pale skin, some have called her a walking porcelain doll due to her bright coloring. Brielle had long, red, wavy hair that went to her lower back, and her eyes had a strange coloring (central heterochromia) with the center of them being an amber color that fades into icy blues. She is often seen wearing a maid’s outfit or tattered, hand-me-down dresses that seem too big on her. Her wrists and arms are littered with scars from past abuse and current punishments from her employer.
Personality:
Positive Traits: Caring, loving, protective, she tries her hardest to look at the brighter side of things, enjoys seeing and trying new things, eager to learn, strives to work hard so she can afford a better life for herself and her little sisters, has a deep love of nature, wants to one day be a mother and possibly a teacher, enjoys traveling and seeing new places, loves listening to others talk rather than talking herself.
Negative: Skittish, suffers from a mild form of PTSD thanks to her parents and ex-husband, has anxiety, can be cynical of others, stubborn at times, thinks she knows more than she does in certain situations, hates to be put on the spot, pushes people away at times, has little to no self-worth, self-conscious, stays silent more than she talks, rarely breaks her walls down for anyone.
Brief Backstory: Brielle is the 7th of 10 children to be born to her parents, the first girl. She has 6 older brothers, only one of whom she's close to. Being the first girl, her mother was delighted (for a time), while her father was displeased. She was a curious little girl when she was younger, often finding herself getting into situations that got her hurt if her elder brother, Aristide, wasn't at her side. Because of this, her father often whipped her, especially if she brought too much attention to their small farm. Her mother turned a blind eye to this, even going as far as to ignore the man if he started to make lewd comments towards Brielle. If it had not been for Aristide, Brielle knows her father would have taken her innocence from her.
After her came three more daughters, and Brielle took it upon herself to raise them, even if she was just a child herself. This way, their father would have no reason to attempt anything towards them. Because there were so many children, the family struggled to feed them all, often going hungry most nights and stunting the growth of the youngest children, Brielle included. When Brielle was old enough, she helped at a local bakery with deliveries to earn a little bit of money and extra bread to feed her sisters.
At 18, a middle-aged tailor asked for her hand in marriage. Her father eagerly agreed while Brielle protested heavily. The next 3 years would be utter hell for her. She would be beaten, raped, and treated as if she were a slave to her husband. At 21, she suffered a miscarriage, and something in her snapped, causing her to attack her husband. The police had found the man barely alive the next morning and arrested Brielle. She was sent to London to be a servant to a duchess as a way to serve out what would have been prison time.
Now, she works nonstop so that she can afford to go back for her little sisters, who are under the care of her elder brother, Aristide.
Age: 22
Birthplace: Paris, France
Birthday: August 19th
Sexuality: Heterosexual, divorced
Occupation: Indentured Servant
Appearance: Standing at 5’5, Brielle is a petite woman. She’s underweight, her cheeks sometimes appearing hollow from lack of meals as punishment at her job. Pale skin, some have called her a walking porcelain doll due to her bright coloring. Brielle had long, red, wavy hair that went to her lower back, and her eyes had a strange coloring (central heterochromia) with the center of them being an amber color that fades into icy blues. She is often seen wearing a maid’s outfit or tattered, hand-me-down dresses that seem too big on her. Her wrists and arms are littered with scars from past abuse and current punishments from her employer.
Personality:
Positive Traits: Caring, loving, protective, she tries her hardest to look at the brighter side of things, enjoys seeing and trying new things, eager to learn, strives to work hard so she can afford a better life for herself and her little sisters, has a deep love of nature, wants to one day be a mother and possibly a teacher, enjoys traveling and seeing new places, loves listening to others talk rather than talking herself.
Negative: Skittish, suffers from a mild form of PTSD thanks to her parents and ex-husband, has anxiety, can be cynical of others, stubborn at times, thinks she knows more than she does in certain situations, hates to be put on the spot, pushes people away at times, has little to no self-worth, self-conscious, stays silent more than she talks, rarely breaks her walls down for anyone.
Brief Backstory: Brielle is the 7th of 10 children to be born to her parents, the first girl. She has 6 older brothers, only one of whom she's close to. Being the first girl, her mother was delighted (for a time), while her father was displeased. She was a curious little girl when she was younger, often finding herself getting into situations that got her hurt if her elder brother, Aristide, wasn't at her side. Because of this, her father often whipped her, especially if she brought too much attention to their small farm. Her mother turned a blind eye to this, even going as far as to ignore the man if he started to make lewd comments towards Brielle. If it had not been for Aristide, Brielle knows her father would have taken her innocence from her.
After her came three more daughters, and Brielle took it upon herself to raise them, even if she was just a child herself. This way, their father would have no reason to attempt anything towards them. Because there were so many children, the family struggled to feed them all, often going hungry most nights and stunting the growth of the youngest children, Brielle included. When Brielle was old enough, she helped at a local bakery with deliveries to earn a little bit of money and extra bread to feed her sisters.
At 18, a middle-aged tailor asked for her hand in marriage. Her father eagerly agreed while Brielle protested heavily. The next 3 years would be utter hell for her. She would be beaten, raped, and treated as if she were a slave to her husband. At 21, she suffered a miscarriage, and something in her snapped, causing her to attack her husband. The police had found the man barely alive the next morning and arrested Brielle. She was sent to London to be a servant to a duchess as a way to serve out what would have been prison time.
Now, she works nonstop so that she can afford to go back for her little sisters, who are under the care of her elder brother, Aristide.
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Name: Ares Drivas
Age: 34
Birthday: October 30th
Nationality: Greek
Occupation: Previously a commercial pilot, now a pilot for the Allies
Brief Backstory: Ares was born into a small family that worships the old gods (hence his name). His family was never rich or poor but did struggle from time to time to afford the basics. Athena (his older sister by 3 years) had always been his guiding light as his parents both worked so much that they were never home to raise their children. His mother was a store clerk, and his father was a factory worker. It never brought in enough money to fully sustain their small household.
In his school years, Ares was a troublemaker, constantly getting into fights with bullies or fighting off people who wanted to bully his sister. Standing at 200.66 cm (6’7) at just 15, not many wanted to mess with him. Trouble really started to brew when his sister had her first child at 19, and their parents disowned her due to not being married first. Ares had just graduated from secondary school at this point and moved with his sister to help her with her son.
When he was 20, Ares expressed a desire to go to flight school. He worked tirelessly to pay the fee to get into the school, and even then, they didn’t want to accept him due to his past as a delinquent. However, he quickly showed them how serious he was about working as a pilot, and he excelled at a rapid pace. He graduated at the top of his class and was soon working for a commercial airline, traveling the world.
The war started the year he turned 31. He was to be married that year, his bride having died in one of the bombings, along with their unborn daughter. There was no time to grieve as he was drafted as a fighter pilot, and he continues to fight where he can. His nephew was just drafted as well, while his niece is still too young for such things, thankfully.
Ares was captured when his plane went down around Berlin, where he had been for the last two months, being interrogated and tormented without daring to spill any intelligence about the Allies.
Name: Ares Drivas
Age: 34
Birthday: October 30th
Nationality: Greek
Occupation: Previously a commercial pilot, now a pilot for the Allies
Brief Backstory: Ares was born into a small family that worships the old gods (hence his name). His family was never rich or poor but did struggle from time to time to afford the basics. Athena (his older sister by 3 years) had always been his guiding light as his parents both worked so much that they were never home to raise their children. His mother was a store clerk, and his father was a factory worker. It never brought in enough money to fully sustain their small household.
In his school years, Ares was a troublemaker, constantly getting into fights with bullies or fighting off people who wanted to bully his sister. Standing at 200.66 cm (6’7) at just 15, not many wanted to mess with him. Trouble really started to brew when his sister had her first child at 19, and their parents disowned her due to not being married first. Ares had just graduated from secondary school at this point and moved with his sister to help her with her son.
When he was 20, Ares expressed a desire to go to flight school. He worked tirelessly to pay the fee to get into the school, and even then, they didn’t want to accept him due to his past as a delinquent. However, he quickly showed them how serious he was about working as a pilot, and he excelled at a rapid pace. He graduated at the top of his class and was soon working for a commercial airline, traveling the world.
The war started the year he turned 31. He was to be married that year, his bride having died in one of the bombings, along with their unborn daughter. There was no time to grieve as he was drafted as a fighter pilot, and he continues to fight where he can. His nephew was just drafted as well, while his niece is still too young for such things, thankfully.
Ares was captured when his plane went down around Berlin, where he had been for the last two months, being interrogated and tormented without daring to spill any intelligence about the Allies.
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Name: Evander Murray
Age: 31
Birthday: August 16th
Birthplace: Edinburgh, Scotland
Sexuality: Heterosexual, happily divorced
Occupation: Previously, colonel of the Scottish army. Currently, aerospace engineer.
Name: Evander Murray
Age: 31
Birthday: August 16th
Birthplace: Edinburgh, Scotland
Sexuality: Heterosexual, happily divorced
Occupation: Previously, colonel of the Scottish army. Currently, aerospace engineer.
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Name: Théodore Beaumont
Age: 33
Birthday: March 10th
Birthplace: Paris, France
Sexuality: Heterosexual, single
Occupation: Art history teacher and conservator
Name: Théodore Beaumont
Age: 33
Birthday: March 10th
Birthplace: Paris, France
Sexuality: Heterosexual, single
Occupation: Art history teacher and conservator
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Name: Silas Whitlock
Age: Between 35 and 38, he doesn't remember his birthday or even his own age
Appearance: Standing at 6’8, he has a strong, muscular build from years of being a knight and keeping up his strength during his exile. His black hair with patches of gray hidden within it stops past the nape of his neck, touching his collarbone. Dark eyes of silvery blue, he has a scar that goes along the underside of his left eye, and he's blind in his right eye due to an accident as a young lad. He has scars littering his body from various battles, and at times, he walks with a limp. Enjoys his light-fitting shirts and for his pants to be form-fitting enough that they won't fall off his hips. When he's working, he goes without his shirt and keeps his hair up so it's out of his face.
Personality:
Positive Traits: Extremely loyal, ambitious, observant, logical (most of the time), brutally honest, brave, confident, good-natured (he finds this to be his worst quality), disciplined, and level-headed (most of the time). Silas has a hard time showing affection, but he does it in his own way.
Negative Traits: Grumpy, deceitful when need be, can be aggressive, blunt, inconsiderate at times, bitter (more towards royals and the rich), impatient at times, selfish (when it comes to his peace and solitude), crude at times, has a mischievous streak in him, and stubborn as a mule.
Background: Silas often doesn't like to speak of his past, as it's something he finds bothersome. He was the firstborn of two, his sister being the youngest. His sister, Gods rest her soul, was a sickly young child. She spent her days in bed, rarely going outside or leaving her bedroom. Their parents were completely focused on her, rarely ever paying attention to Silas. Because of this, Silas worked more often than not, hardly ever being seen at home.
At 20, his 10-year-old sister passed away from a fight with a fever. Shortly after, his mother and father lost their own lives to a raid on their town. Silas, however, chose not to acknowledge the death of his parents, as they were never there for him, and he practically raised himself. Months later, he entered the king’s guard and quickly went through the ranks, earning his title as captain within a few years.
After the king had his youngest child, he grew greedy as his wealth started to dwindle. It had gotten to where the king started to try to marry his eldest children off, even promising one of his daughters to Silas as payment for his service.
The king started to attack the villages of neighboring kingdoms for their resources. Soon enough, a war was brewing, and Silas was about to have no part of it. A fight in the closest kingdom made him realize that all this was wrong. He had nearly lost his sight in both eyes, and his leg was severely injured during the raid.
Going against the king proved to be useless. The king reprimanded him, punishing him severely. Taking away his title, riches, and everything else possible, Silas was thrown out of the main city. He took refuge in a deep forest at the border of the kingdom, where he has resided for nearly 10 years now.
Age: Between 35 and 38, he doesn't remember his birthday or even his own age
Appearance: Standing at 6’8, he has a strong, muscular build from years of being a knight and keeping up his strength during his exile. His black hair with patches of gray hidden within it stops past the nape of his neck, touching his collarbone. Dark eyes of silvery blue, he has a scar that goes along the underside of his left eye, and he's blind in his right eye due to an accident as a young lad. He has scars littering his body from various battles, and at times, he walks with a limp. Enjoys his light-fitting shirts and for his pants to be form-fitting enough that they won't fall off his hips. When he's working, he goes without his shirt and keeps his hair up so it's out of his face.
Personality:
Positive Traits: Extremely loyal, ambitious, observant, logical (most of the time), brutally honest, brave, confident, good-natured (he finds this to be his worst quality), disciplined, and level-headed (most of the time). Silas has a hard time showing affection, but he does it in his own way.
Negative Traits: Grumpy, deceitful when need be, can be aggressive, blunt, inconsiderate at times, bitter (more towards royals and the rich), impatient at times, selfish (when it comes to his peace and solitude), crude at times, has a mischievous streak in him, and stubborn as a mule.
Background: Silas often doesn't like to speak of his past, as it's something he finds bothersome. He was the firstborn of two, his sister being the youngest. His sister, Gods rest her soul, was a sickly young child. She spent her days in bed, rarely going outside or leaving her bedroom. Their parents were completely focused on her, rarely ever paying attention to Silas. Because of this, Silas worked more often than not, hardly ever being seen at home.
At 20, his 10-year-old sister passed away from a fight with a fever. Shortly after, his mother and father lost their own lives to a raid on their town. Silas, however, chose not to acknowledge the death of his parents, as they were never there for him, and he practically raised himself. Months later, he entered the king’s guard and quickly went through the ranks, earning his title as captain within a few years.
After the king had his youngest child, he grew greedy as his wealth started to dwindle. It had gotten to where the king started to try to marry his eldest children off, even promising one of his daughters to Silas as payment for his service.
The king started to attack the villages of neighboring kingdoms for their resources. Soon enough, a war was brewing, and Silas was about to have no part of it. A fight in the closest kingdom made him realize that all this was wrong. He had nearly lost his sight in both eyes, and his leg was severely injured during the raid.
Going against the king proved to be useless. The king reprimanded him, punishing him severely. Taking away his title, riches, and everything else possible, Silas was thrown out of the main city. He took refuge in a deep forest at the border of the kingdom, where he has resided for nearly 10 years now.