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@Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

Name: Orion Tapps
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Species: Witch
Sexuality: Pansexual, Poly
Appearance: Mop of russet hair, deep blue eyes, 6'1", slim, surprisingly strong
Usual Outfit: Brown jacket that is too big, brown boots, tan pants with a lot of pockets, array of knives on his belt, a single earring with a stone that matches his eyes
Personality: Kind to a fault, loves animals and children, wants this meaningless war to end
Talents (For witches, this could include their two styles of magic): Blood/Shadow magic, growth magic
Worst Fear(s): Not being able to stop this war
Background: TBD
Other: Really likes cats. A black tuxedo cat follows him around.

@Lenered

Name: Maroon Solitaire
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Species: human
Sexuality: Asexual
Appearance: BRIGHT red hair, BRIGHT blue eyes, pale skin, average height, black frame glasses
Usual Outfit: leather jacket, blue jeans, dress shoes, headphones
Personality: He's Evil with a capital E, really smart, dramatic, kind, forgiving, loves his younger brother, kind of awkward
Talents (For witches, this could include their two styles of magic): he has a flair for acting and he's hecka brilliant
Worst Fear(s): That he'll die, oblivion
Background: we'll get to that later….
Other: He has a special disease where his blood cells kill themselves, so he has to get blood transfusions a lot and he's ALWAYS wearing his headphones

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Name: Michi Fenning
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Species: Human
Sexuality: Demi
Appearance: He has wavy chestnut brown hair that is generally worn into a man bun (Because he is one confident man). His eyes are a dark brown. His skin is a light tan, and he is about 5'8".
Usual Outfit: He wears button up shirts, black slacks, and dress shoes on a daily basis because he is that type of person
Personality: He is pretty charismatic and strong, and his presence can be a bit much for much more reclusive and introverted people. But in general, he's nice and will try to help others.
Talents (For witches, this could include their two styles of magic): Soccer, card tricks, lifting heavy objects
Worst Fear(s): Decapitation, guillotines, nukes, kitchen appliances, things generally associated with cleaning (bleach, disinfectant wipes, hand sanitizer, you know, that stuff), drunk people
Background: He lived an average life, I suppose (* wink wink ) ( cough cough *). I guess nearly dying multiple times as a child could be considered traumatic, but we'll get to that later.
Other: ?

@Desvelarse pets

(I’ll type up the starter very quickly)

The town square was bustling with activity as crowds were forming around the Execution Block. In modern day Salem, it was the witch hunting capital of America. Stories had spleen recorded in text books and such of the gruesome and unlawful witch hunts that had happened hundreds of years ago. But now, the trials had started up again as cases of witch craft were reported or the small towns officials. The only difference was that some of these reports were actually true. Though many were fake, real ones had been reported, and real witches had been killed. And an execution was going on right then and there. An older woman, a real witch, was tied to a steak, the wood at her feet and her body doused in gasoline. People were gathering in heavy crowds to watch, and that’s where Oliver and Lucy were standing watching the persecution closely. But there was nothing they could do to stop it. Nothing anyone could do.

@Lenered

Maroon stood in the crowd, watching the witch burn. She was an old woman, short and wrinkled, but with a fire in her eyes that was starting to burn out as the flames consumed her. He was sorry to see her go. She'd been so kind to him, but there was really no excuse, was there? He'd had to catch her, bring her out, prosecute her. It was nothing to be ashamed of. Maroon was just doing his job.

@ShadeStar

Belladonna watched from the tree line as the old witch burned. Tears had formed in the corner of her eyes, she had known the witch personally and had considered her a mentor. She turned away and began walking back to her hut in the woods, the tears had spilled down her face. She had to stay strong, she needed to help people for the old witches sake.