forum "You're The Only Ten-I-See" (Closed)

Started March 26, 2020 by @Rainy_day_artist_classic group

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…Okay, soo the character I'm thinking of using is based in a medieval setting and I'm guessing we want to do more modern-day. Sooo we may need to do templates.

Lol, then I'm cool with that! Though as it is currently getting late, I think I'll need to get offline here in a sec. I'll drop a template by, and fill mine out tomorrow!

~Must Fill out~
First Name:
Middle Name:
Last Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Power:
Personality:
~Looks~
Hair:
Face:
Body:
Clothing:
~Extra~
Favorites:
Least Favorites:
Hobbies/Talents:
Weakness:
Strength:
Family:

Gotcha! I'll get it done as soon as I can. Do we want magic and power in this world or no?

Oh, ahah, I don't really care, but if we do I'd keep magical abilities to a minimum

Okay, and what about age? Are we doing this with adults or teenagers.

Maybe young adults, around college age? If you're OK with that.

No that sounds good.

Alright cool!

~Must Fill out~
First Name: Cicada
Middle Name: Ari
Last Name: Flare
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Power: Slight pyrokinetic powers. Can't make much more than a small flame without it getting out of control.
Personality: She's very much a hot head with little to lose at this point. This makes her reckless when it comes to her own (and sometimes others) safety. Though this often comes through in the form of pranks and getting herself into constant trouble. She's highly charismatic while being the same part manipulative. So while she may be reckless and a hothead, she does her best to act the opposite. Innocent, fun, and bubbly. Acting is second nature at this point.

~Looks~
Hair: Longer wavy dark fiery red hair that rests just below her shoulders.
Face: Tan skin and freckles dotting her cheeks. Her eyes are a warm chocolate brown that tend to glow and dim. She always has a mischievous look on her face, smirk always lingering on her lips.
Body: Stands at about 5', has a very wiry and lithe body. On her bicep, she has a ring of fire tattooed around it. Overall has a fair bit of muscle along with a few burn scars and other regular scars.
Clothing: Would love to wear her red baggy hoodie with gold trimming and in the inner part of the hood with a pair of ripped jeans and sneakers. However, she wears a reddish-pink dress that goes down to just above her knees with wide ended sleeves and little lace patterns on the shoulders, of course, she wears black leggings underneath with a pair of heeled boots.

~Extra~
Favorites: Fire, Books, The color red, People, I don't know what else.
Least Favorites: Also fire, Something something something, yeah.
Hobbies/Talents: She genuinely enjoys exercising at it gets her mind off of things, and she's a fairly decent runner. Over the years she's discovered a slight love for programming, and, with work, she's become decent at it.
Weakness: Tends to do first and think later, wraps herself up in lies so she's forgotten what it's like to get close to someone.
Strength: Well, she's physically strong, so there's that. She's also a quick thinker, though perhaps not always the smartest.
Family: Ahahahahaha, died in a fire when she was 10.

(How does she look?)

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First Name: Phoenix (He goes by Pheo most of the time.)
Middle Name: Jessie
Last Name:Spencer
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Power: Not exactly a power, but he had the ability to see how dangerous someone is.
Personality: Pheo is a very positive person. Though he's also incredibly sarcastic with the right people. It's hard to tell with him, exactly what kind of personality he has, being very two faced. One side is cool and collected, rather sarcastic, and very outgoing. His other side is still pretty cool and collected, but he lets only certain people see him, because he tends to be way more tender and loving on this side.
~Looks~
Hair: Phoenix has neat cut on both sides, that are very well groomed. On the top is a curly red mess, that falls over his eyes if not cut often enough. It is also Auburn red.
Face: He has a rather square face, with freckles spilling across his nose and cheeks. He has very sharp features, all except his eyes, which are a soft ocean blue/green color. His skin tone is a very olive pale color, being a Russian American mix.
Body: Phoenix stands around 5'6'', with a thin body build. He's got little muscle, and only weighs about 120 pounds. His freckles spill over his shoulders and back, and are incredibly visible because he's rather pale. On his inner right wrist, he had a PS4 tattoo, of the controller buttons.
Clothing: Most days he's just in jeans, and a hoodie sweatshirts. Though he knows how to dress up nice (with the help of his sister), and pretty fashionable. He doesn't like to show that he can actually be that way though, it doesn't 'suit' him.
~Extra~
Favorites: Food, baseball, outdoors, technology in general
Least Favorites: History, Fantasy/mythical books, the color lavender, loud music
Hobbies/Talents: Gaming, website programming, piano, videography
Weakness: Not easily trusting people, for the sake of being raised that way.
Strength: Not exactly a strength, but he knows how to manipulate people pretty well.
Family: His mother, Ira Devenman. His father, Troy Spencer. His sister, Savanna Spencer.

(Man that took forever. I'm sorry. Is he good?)

Cicada was on her way to the first class of the day. She had just transferred to this new college after having to move away from her old one for, reasons. She wasn't going to dwell on that and continued on her way. Move-in day had been hectic at the least and hse had relished her last few days of being able to not worry about her appearance. Now she had to in order to make a good impression on the student population, dress and all. One would think that a junior in college wouldn't care about appearances at this point, but Cicada kind of had to since it was her first 'official' day on campus. Now, where was her first class again?

Phoenix was not the slightest caring about his outfit. He wore his usual jeans and hoodie sweatshirt. There was nothing fancy about him in the slightest. The day was a nice warm one, which he didn’t care for. He was more of a winter person anyways.
With a heavy sigh, Pheo nodded along to the music he was listening to with a slight smile. It was chill, and relaxing. Same as him in general. If he could sing, he probably would be as of the moment. He was in a pretty good mood, as of the moment at least.
Glancing around at his fellow peers, he looked around with a slight snicker. One of the students was trying to look all tough, but with the kind of knowledge Phoenix had, clearly the young man wasn’t very dangerous. ’Typical, he’s not even a five.’ Pheo mentioned to himself, noticing a tall girl with a 7 hanging over her head. ’Let’s not make her mad.’ He snickered again, running his fingers through his curls.

Cicada wandered a little before figuring she was so very lost. She glanced around the area she was in and spotted someone listening to music, or at least she figured that's what he was doing. She put on her best nice person smile and walked over to him. Hopefully, he would know where her class is, or at least point her in the right direction, "Hello there. My name's Cicada. I just transferred here and was wondering if you could point me in the direction of the Computer Science building?"

At feeling someone touch his shoulder, he turned around and yanked out his earbuds. "Sorry, what was-" And slowly he froze. Looking her up and down, he was incredibly confused. "S-sorry, something distracted…. distracted me. What was that?" He asked cautiously, his eyes kept glancing up over her head. 'A ten!? How can such a tiny thing be a ten!? My own sister isn't even a ten!'

"I asked you where the Computer Science building is? Sorry if I scared you," Cicada responded taking a look at the boy. He was kind of cute from an aesthetic perspective, rocking the outfit she wished she was in at the moment. She also noticed how he kept looking above her head. Was her hair messed up or something? She hoped not if it was she might not be bothered to try and fix it. Her hands rested beside her after getting his attention, "If you don't know where it is I'll get out of your hair."

Snapping back to the reality called earth, he looked down at her. "Computer Science building?" Phoenix asked softly, trying to do a mental check. "I think… I think it's over down by the main building. That way." He pointed off to the right, glancing over his shoulder to see if he was correct. Nodding in assurance, he turned back to her. "Yeah, that way. Once you get to the big building, there should be signs telling you which way to go." Giving her a weak smile, his eyes trained back on the ten above her head.

Cicada smiled at him and nodded along as he pointed her in the right direction. She wondered what was so off-putting about her since he seemed a little all over the place. Did she mess up her make up? Put her dress on backward? Was her hair all messed up? She didn't want to meet her professor and new classmates with something off about her. Cicada worked so damn hard to make sure she didn't look threatening, "Okay thank you. Before I go, can I ask if there's something wrong with my hair? You keep looking up there for some reason."

Shaking his head, he looked back down to her. He kept his smile, and tried to figure out what she had just said. "Hmm? Oh no, I'm just seeing something behind you." He shrugged it off, not sure if he should just… ask. That seemed incredibly dumb to him, but he wasn't sure. So he just decided against it. "You look… perfectly fine. I- I mean, you look perfect… oh good grief, I'm not good at this. You look lovely." He huffed, finally getting his words out.

Cicada laughed slightly as he stumbled over his words. She lifted a hand up to her mouth to try and help sell her innocent act. If there was anyone on campus she might have to convince, it would be the person in front of her. Her mind ran through her schedule and figured she had a few minutes before class to talk to him. She gave him a kind, maybe slightly flirty, smile once she stopped laughing. There was no actual emotion behind it, she just figured flirting might get her closer to him faster, "Well thank you. You don't look that bad yourself. Mind if I can have a name to put to that cute face?"