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Name: Christian (Chris) andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) Williams
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance (Before): Christian was a tall, skinny, and pretty shy nerd. He had messed up brown hair that helped shielded his eyes from people. He was a major introvert, so he normally wore darker clothes, rarely wearing a bright color other than white.
Personality: Chris is very creative, loving to read, write, and draw. When faced with a decision, he'll probably take the most logical route, if he doesn't chicken out, which he does a lot. He's socially awkward and doesn't have many friends. To the friends he does have, he's very loyal to and wouldn't think twice before putting himself in danger instead of them.
Background: Christian was a shy, awkward, introverted nerd who kept to himself. His parents divorced when he was 6, and he lived with his mother along with his only other sibling, his older sister by just under two years, Sam. He never had many friends, and he likes it that way, but he’s open as long as someone doesn’t hurt him. One night, he was cornered by his bully, Marvik, and a few of his friends, and he was beaten because he received a higher GPA than them, and he was shoved in front of a moving semi truck. That was when he died.
Family: He has a mother, Ava Williams, a father, Dave Williams, and a sister, Sam Williams
Appearance (After): Chris is short and more muscular, but he doesn’t make an effort to work out. He has strawberry blonde hair that’s swept to one side, big, light blue eyes, and a baby-like face.
Wings: N/A
Wings appearance: N/A
Abilities: Chris can pause/freeze time (it’s limited to five minutes at most, maybe he grows stronger the more he learns/stays in the place?) and he can choose who and what are affected/not affected by it. He also has enhanced hearing, but that’s about it.
Animal: Flying Fox (A type of bat) - He would love it if he were to be invisible and not paid attention to. He barely makes any noise or socializes, and he is astounded by their diversity.
Day or night person: Night
Other: He likes drawing, reading, writing, and doing his own thing. He dislikes mean people, snobs, and anyone who forces him to talk aloud in front of people)
Laelyn alighted on the top of an old fashioned building, looking at all the people streaming inside. It seemed like a school. Some of the people had wings like her, some didn't. Her eyes landed on a rag-tag group, pointing at things and gesturing frantically.
Ok so I had an idea. Have you read the webtoon Refund high school?
(mook is best boi)
(a- hecking- greed
(I love that webtoon so damn mucj)
Chris arrived to class early, as per usual. He located his desk and sat down quickly. He pulled his notebook out and started to doodle, somewhat oblivious to his surroundings.
Sage but a hand on Charity's shoulder, "Hey don't worry this is a good place, we hardly ever have explotions anymo-, Look at the time, was that the bell! Dang it I have a class to teach, Uh one of you just get them a schedule, Nice meeting all of you by!" Sage took off and flew quickly to his classroom flying through the door and landing in his chair, "Oh, Hello Chris I see you're here early as usual."
Laelyn jumped off the roof and crept inside the school, following the boy named Sage. She flickered out of sight, turning into a grey haze.
Chris nodded slightly, and he put away his things, preparing himself for class. If it weren't for his shyness, he would have said a whole-hearted hello to Sage and the newcomers, which he raised his eyebrows at.
Charity instantly recoiled from the building. "E-Explosions?"
(Ok, ember, your character is a little much. She is too horror-esque for this Rp and doesnt really got int with the rest of the story. So your girl would have to be a regular student and not a antagonist.)
(Stark what subject should Sage teach?)
Sage moved around in his office chair wheeling to the white board to write down the daily agenda, He stifled a yawn, He hadn't slept for the last 24 hours, he spent the night looking for triplets. He finished the last letter with a flourish and snapped the cap back on the marker, using his wings to propel his char back to his desk he retrieved a snickers bar, " Snickers anyone ?"
(Should Charity be in his class?)
Chris' attention averted from the triplets to the teacher. "Uh, sure." He hadn't had breakfast that morning, but he wasn't dying either.
(Ok, ember, your character is a little much. She is too horror-esque for this Rp and doesnt really got int with the rest of the story. So your girl would have to be a regular student and not a antagonist.)
(aye-aye, captaine!)
Charity instantly recoiled from the building. "E-Explosions?"
"Oh ignore him. When it comes to magic, there are bound to be hiccups, but you will be fine" Manon waved a hand dismissively. "Now, schedules…"
Charity still looked hesitant. "Are we in danger here?"
"No, you are not. Come on, I will take you three to the main office. Maybe Lily has an idea of what to do." Manon gestured for them to follow her and set off down the hall.
Charity looked at her sisters and began to follow Manon.
Michael stayed behind the three as they were led to the front office. He looked at them, their eyes wide. "Look, you guys are gonna be fine. It takes some getting used to, but everything is gonna be okay. They might even put you in the same classes since you're siblings." he said. He used his power again, just a little. He was already getting better at controlling his power and tried to use it sparingly.
Again, Charity felt a calming wave washing over her mind.
Laelyn entered the room tentatively. She appeared again, relinquishing the haze and touched the boy sage's shoulder. "Um, is-is it okay if I- um- if I can listen- to you- teach?" Her wings tremored and twitched, as they did when she was nervous. Her eyes turned a icy purple, indicating apprehensiveness.
(Sage can teach whatever lol, I don't really have a plan)
(Ok he will teach Art studies/Art in general)
"You're always welcome Laelyn! Take a seat." Sage tossed Chris his candy bar and took out one for himself, "So did you read the poem I assigned?" He looked questioningly at the growing number of students filling the room, "Well if you did good job, if not," He slammed a pile of papers on the nearest desk, "Pop Quiz, don't fail!" He passed out the papers, to the student's face down, It was one simple question, What is Sage's favorite type of candy. He pulled out a snickers and began to eat.
(Can I have him as a teacher please?)
(Can I have him as a teacher please?)
(me tooooo)
(My art teacher was like this, but I moved to a different school D'X)
Chris tried to hide his smirk. Of course he'd go easy on us. There are the new students, and my A shouldn't be affected much if I, for some weird reason, fail this. Christian quickly jots down his answer before turning it in:
What is Sage's favorite candy?
Snickers.
Meanwhile, Michael was with the girls helping them with their schedules. He made sure to tell them where each class was. Although it wasn't really his job, Michael always showed the new kids around to make sure they were comfortable. At least the three of them had each other.
Manon was late for her class, but she didn't care all that much. New students needed as many 'friendly' faces as possible, and while she didn't quite fit the bill, she knew how daunting it was, not knowing anyone.
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