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FULL NAME Antheia
NICKNAME Theia
AGE: 18
BIRTHDAY: October 13th
GENDER: Female
SPECIES : Human with 45% elvish blood
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
DORM: Lyra
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POWER Antheia was not born with her powers. Instead she was a science experiment that just happened to go right. The powers that were granted to her because of the endless tests are the skills of a necromancer. She is able to bring creatures back from the dead. When the beasts come back to life they return in whatever state they died in; once her skills become greater she will be able to fix their appearance back to normal but not yet. The animal that she wants to bring back can not have been dead for longer than three weeks, at least until her skills become more practiced. However this magic only works on animals, she will never be able to bring humanoid creatures back to life.
Because Antheia works so closely with death so is also knowledgable with controlling the darkness that permeates death. She can manipulate shadows into different shapes, though they can not grow larger than when they appeared. If she really tries Antheia is able to create shadows from nothing, but she becomes quite tired afterwards. Antheia's own shadow no longer stays on the ground below her. Instead it wraps itself around her and trails behind her in thin wisps. These shadows that she controls will never be able to come to life or touch another being, they are simply shadows.
Because of her ability to bring animals back to life she has a special bond with them. This bond has given the girl the ability to speak to animals. The easiest way of communication for Antheia is with the placement of simple images with deeper meanings placed into the animals mind with the same done from them to her. For when the girl speaks in actual words to animals the conversation can be like a foreigner trying to speak a native's language and sometimes she gets confused. Antheia will never be able to know a creature's language instantly. She must learn it just as anyone has to learn other languages, she simply learns them faster (about a week for what a normal person would learn in about two months).
APPEARANCE: Antheia was born with a natural proud carriage. She holds her chin high and walks with graceful purpose. She stands at a simple five foot six. Her legs are long and lean while her arms are proportionately dainty. She weighs 150 pounds but carries most of her weight in her hips and chest. Her skin is a soft golden tone of tan. As if she were eternally sun kissed. Her body is covered in light freckles that form mainly around her shoulder and her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her eyes are a soft almond shape, though quite wide. The girl's left eye is a deep forest green while the right is a light amber brown. Her face is a pretty heart shape with full bow lips. Her lips are a natural red. She tends to not wear any makeup on her face due to her soft complexion. She does wear golden eyeshadow topped with a simple winged liner. Antheia's hair is a mess of thick red curls with fringed bangs that fall messily into her face. She can be found with her hair hanging freely down to the small of her back, in a messy bun, or braided back like Daenery's from Game of Thrones. Her septum is pierced and she wears a golden flower petal like ring. She wears a slew of rings, bracelets, and necklaces all of which can be found having either crystals of different kinds or pentacles. Her body is riddled with Scars from the testing that she endured which can mostly be found on her back. She tries to always keep these scars covered. She can normally be found with high waisted shorts beneath an old band tshirt with old combat boots in the warmer months while she wears jeans, a tshirt, flannels, and her combat boots in the cooler months. On the back of her neck the girl has a delicate pentacle tattoo in black ink. The tattoo has the normal pentacle along with a celtic knot encircling it as well as a ribbon circling the outside with the directions of spirit, fire, earth, air, and water. Antheia walks with a slight limp in her right leg which was caused by a failed experiment. Her right eye carries a scar that runs through her eyebrow, into her eye, and into her cheek. This scar causes the vision in this eye to be more blurry than normal. Antheia's elvish heritage causes her to move and act with more grace than most. It also causes her to be slightly stronger, only about 10%, than others her age. This heritage also causes her ears to be slightly tipped towards the ends. She can almost always be found with Ankou, the corpse like raven which she calls her friend.
PERSONALITY: The girl was once vibrant and bubbly. It was as if she couldn't talk enough, words just poured out of her. But once she was captured and tested her personality did a complete one eighty. Antheia is now mostly quite. She chooses to stay in the shadows and listen rather than partake in conversation. Many times the girl's silence as taken as a belief that she is better than and so more often than not Antheia is labeled as snobby. But this is not true. The girl has a heart of gold. She wishes no one, besides her captures, any kind of evil. Instead her silence is brought on by a fear of not fitting in. She has experienced others being terrified of her because of her powers. She has been called a witch, a demon, a monster. She does not want to live through this kind of hatred again and so she chooses simply not to try. Her distance from others has labeled Antheia as an outcast and many see her as strange. She tries her best to fit in but because she was not raised around other kids she does not really know how to act around them. This causes her to be awkward. The most awkward of situations for the girl is being around males. The research center that she grew up in was filled only with woman and so she never met a male until she was released. Along with her awkwardness her life in the testing facility has caused her to be cold. Because she never learned how to form real relationships the girl is a bit stunted. She does not know how to create lasting friendships or how to love. She simply knows how to exist. Her torment has also caused the girl to grow ptsd. She is constantly on edge and sometimes falls into fits by experiences that remind her of her previous life. This PTSD is also colored with instances of intense OCD. This OCD causes her to need to repeat certain movements or actions multiple times. It also causes her to be a neat freak, though she is not a germaphobe. If she does not get to complete these actions that her OCD causes she falls into a fit as well. Because of this strange existence the girl has not really tried to make any connections. Instead she has chosen to live in solitude most of her free life. Though she has promised herself that she is happy with her solitude it is not true. She longs for friendship and to fit in. She hopes that in this school that she will be able to better fit in and so she will try to become more social. Antheia has a deep love for animals and nature and chooses to spend most of her time out in the natural world. She is happy speaking to the trees and animals all day. She is happiest next to some kind of water and surrounded by water. Antheia has a thick Irish accent that colors every word that she speaks. The girl also accents all of her talking with hand movements.
WEAKNESSES Antheia walks with a limp in her right leg, which causes her to move slower than others. Antheia also has a scar that causes the vision in her right eye to be blurry. Antheia also suffers from PTSD which causes her to be slightly paranoid and also sends her into fits. Antheia also suffers from OCD which causes her to fall into fits if her repetitive behaviors are inhibited.
STRENGTHS Anthia has lived through a world of pain and torture. This has given her a strong resilience to the pain that the world can bring. Antheia has a rather athletic build that she prides herself on, because of this she is strong in both of her arms and her good leg. While in the testing facility Antheia had access to many literary works and so she has a great expanse of knowledge, most that she knows is about animals and plants because that is what she is interested in. Antheia is in simplest words, quite pretty, and she has learned to use this to her advantage so that she can get what she wants.
BACKGROUND Antheia was born in a small Irish town of no consequence. She was born into a happy family that loved her. They dotted on her day in and day out. That is, until she was four years old, when she was captured by the testing facility that she spent most of her life within. On that fateful day Antheia was outside playing with a beloved stuffed animal in the yard of her cottage. Her parents were inside cooking lunch and because the town was safe were paying Antheia little attention. So they had no knowledge of the white van that had pulled onto their street. The van circled the block two or three times before it crawled to a stop in front of Antheia's cottage. Women in white suits all piled out of the van and scooped the girl up. She tried to yell, but one women had slipped a hand over her mouth so that she could not be heard. The women all piled back into the van and were off without a hitch. Antheia has no idea how long it took her parents to realize she was gone. She doesn't even know if they looked for her. The women of the institution told her that they did not, but the girl couldn't believe that a family that had loved her so much had not cared to search for her. Even though they did care for her so much Antheia found that their memory faded over the years so that now they were not real. They were just an image in her head. Most of it was probably made up ideas that her young mind concocted. So even though she missed them she wasn't even sure who they were to be missed.
The years that Antheia spent in the institution were torture. The women chose her because she showed signs of being 'gifted'. They never told Antheia what these signs were and so she doubted their existence. The women of the facility had no moral obligation to testing on a child her age and so they set about testing the first week she was captured. They used needles and knives to cut into her and infuse her with things. They never told her what they were doing and they never sedated her. When the testing was done the girl was sent to a small, cold, concrete room by herself. The only companions that Antheia had were the books that the facility granted her. The food that the women gave her was all in its simplest form and tasteless. But they fed her well and made her exercise at least three times a weak so that she would be strong enough to control her powers. When these powers emerged they sent Antheia to a new section to learn to control her powers. The cutting and torture did not quite though, they continued to test her even when they were satisfied with her powers. Throughout her years there Antheia never once heard a kind word or felt a kind touch. They did not speak to her unless they were barking orders and they did not touch her unless they were cutting into her. Then one day it was like they had gotten bored of her. They didn't want her around anymore. So, without a moments warning, they discarded her into the real world; at the young age of fourteen.
When Antheia was released she had nothing. She was forced to live on the streets, or more realistically in the forests of the world. Antheia had tried to find help in cities for a few months. But because she had not been taught that her powers were odd she was not afraid to use them around others. So when she found dead birds or things she would revive them. This caused others to become fearful of her and no one would help her. So she retired to the woods. She survived off of skill and luck. While she spent most of her years alone in the woods one day a raven which she revived chose to stay with her as her only friend. She lived off of what the woods gave her for the most part, though every once in a while she would travel into cities and steal things that she needed. While on one of these trips into the city Antheia heard about the foresta academy. She thought that maybe this place would accept her and she wouldn't have to constantly be scraping by. So she set out on her way to the school with something dangerously close to hope.
IN CHARACTER SAMPLE
Antheia took gentle steps over the mossy ground of the forest. She did not want to disturb any of the plant life or small animals that could be living in the land beneath her feet. She took a deep inhale of air and sighed it back out. She savored the sweet scent of pine and the slight hint in the breeze that told it might rain. She allowed her fingers to trail lightly over the bark of trees and the leaves of ivy that clung to the trunks. She hummed softly to herself and to the beasts of the forest. She could not match the brilliance of the birds that sang from the sky but her lyrics were soft and bell like enough to be pleasing. As she moved through the path that led to her future something caught her attention. On the side of the mossy road that she traveled was a corpse. The small carcass of a fox laid limp against the foliage. It was fresh, there were no scars or cuts to show that scavengers had gotten to it. Perhaps it had eaten something fowl or maybe it died of a sickness; Antheia wasn't sure. The girl didn't care why it died, she just knew that she was going to save it. With soft movements the girl went to the dead beast's side. Antheia placed her hands against the fox's body. The girl closed her eyes and focused her mind on the part of her brain that she knew contained the magic she had acquired. When she found it she jolted, it was always like touching hot iron. But the pain was good, in a way. Antheia could feel her blood buzz inside her veins with the magic. It flowed through her into the fox. The hair of the beast stood on end and then it shivered beneath her touch. Antheia removed her hands and sat back. The creature took a few moments to regain full consciousness. When it did she could feel its confusion. It moved its legs slowly and then shot onto all four legs. The beast's kind eyes looked at her with what she knew was thankfulness. Then the fox ran off into the forest.
Antheia had gotten used to not receiving too much thanks for her deeds. Her recipients were animals after all, they didn't really have a capacity to thank her. But she always knew that they were grateful. Nothing wanted to be dead. Antheia sat on the ground and relaxed to regain her strength. Though she had been getting stronger the girl still got winded and her muscles grew sore whenever she revived something. When she regained her strength Antheia rose to her feet and continued on her trek. She slowed as the towers and gate of the school came into view. She wasn't sure if this was the best choice. She didn't know how to act around others that were her own age. She didn't really know how to act around anyone. Even so she had decided that this venture was worth the potential cost. This was a school for kids around her age with magic, after all. What better place to be accepted than that? Even so she was skeptical. Her heart pounded as she neared the gates of the school. Her heat beat filled her ears and she wondered if someone was near her they could hear it as well. The forest path turned to gravel as the gates were within sprinting distance. The girl's limp made this terrain hard to traverse and so her movement was even slower than before. Someone watching her surely would think she was the slowest girl on earth. Finally she reached the gates. Antheia laid her hand on the metal gate and pushed. Entering the school. Entering her future.
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LAIKA OF GS!
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FULL NAME Antheia
NICKNAME Theia
AGE: 18
BIRTHDAY: October 13th
GENDER: Female
SPECIES : Human with 45% elvish blood
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
DORM: Lyra
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POWER Antheia was not born with her powers. Instead she was a science experiment that just happened to go right. The powers that were granted to her because of the endless tests are the skills of a necromancer. She is able to bring creatures back from the dead. When the beasts come back to life they return in whatever state they died in; once her skills become greater she will be able to fix their appearance back to normal but not yet. The animal that she wants to bring back can not have been dead for longer than three weeks, at least until her skills become more practiced. However this magic only works on animals, she will never be able to bring humanoid creatures back to life.
Because Antheia works so closely with death so is also knowledgable with controlling the darkness that permeates death. She can manipulate shadows into different shapes, though they can not grow larger than when they appeared. If she really tries Antheia is able to create shadows from nothing, but she becomes quite tired afterwards. Antheia's own shadow no longer stays on the ground below her. Instead it wraps itself around her and trails behind her in thin wisps. These shadows that she controls will never be able to come to life or touch another being, they are simply shadows.
Because of her ability to bring animals back to life she has a special bond with them. This bond has given the girl the ability to speak to animals. The easiest way of communication for Antheia is with the placement of simple images with deeper meanings placed into the animals mind with the same done from them to her. For when the girl speaks in actual words to animals the conversation can be like a foreigner trying to speak a native's language and sometimes she gets confused. Antheia will never be able to know a creature's language instantly. She must learn it just as anyone has to learn other languages, she simply learns them faster (about a week for what a normal person would learn in about two months).
APPEARANCE: Antheia was born with a natural proud carriage. She holds her chin high and walks with graceful purpose. She stands at a simple five foot six. Her legs are long and lean while her arms are proportionately dainty. She weighs 150 pounds but carries most of her weight in her hips and chest. Her skin is a soft golden tone of tan. As if she were eternally sun kissed. Her body is covered in light freckles that form mainly around her shoulder and her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her eyes are a soft almond shape, though quite wide. The girl's left eye is a deep forest green while the right is a light amber brown. Her face is a pretty heart shape with full bow lips. Her lips are a natural red. She tends to not wear any makeup on her face due to her soft complexion. She does wear golden eyeshadow topped with a simple winged liner. Antheia's hair is a mess of thick red curls with fringed bangs that fall messily into her face. She can be found with her hair hanging freely down to the small of her back, in a messy bun, or braided back like Daenery's from Game of Thrones. Her septum is pierced and she wears a golden flower petal like ring. She wears a slew of rings, bracelets, and necklaces all of which can be found having either crystals of different kinds or pentacles. Her body is riddled with Scars from the testing that she endured which can mostly be found on her back. She tries to always keep these scars covered. She can normally be found with high waisted shorts beneath an old band tshirt with old combat boots in the warmer months while she wears jeans, a tshirt, flannels, and her combat boots in the cooler months. On the back of her neck the girl has a delicate pentacle tattoo in black ink. The tattoo has the normal pentacle along with a celtic knot encircling it as well as a ribbon circling the outside with the directions of spirit, fire, earth, air, and water. Antheia walks with a slight limp in her right leg which was caused by a failed experiment. Her right eye carries a scar that runs through her eyebrow, into her eye, and into her cheek. This scar causes the vision in this eye to be more blurry than normal. Antheia's elvish heritage causes her to move and act with more grace than most. It also causes her to be slightly stronger, only about 10%, than others her age. This heritage also causes her ears to be slightly tipped towards the ends. She can almost always be found with Ankou, the corpse like raven which she calls her friend.
PERSONALITY: The girl was once vibrant and bubbly. It was as if she couldn't talk enough, words just poured out of her. But once she was captured and tested her personality did a complete one eighty. Antheia is now mostly quite. She chooses to stay in the shadows and listen rather than partake in conversation. Many times the girl's silence as taken as a belief that she is better than and so more often than not Antheia is labeled as snobby. But this is not true. The girl has a heart of gold. She wishes no one, besides her captures, any kind of evil. Instead her silence is brought on by a fear of not fitting in. She has experienced others being terrified of her because of her powers. She has been called a witch, a demon, a monster. She does not want to live through this kind of hatred again and so she chooses simply not to try. Her distance from others has labeled Antheia as an outcast and many see her as strange. She tries her best to fit in but because she was not raised around other kids she does not really know how to act around them. This causes her to be awkward. The most awkward of situations for the girl is being around males. The research center that she grew up in was filled only with woman and so she never met a male until she was released. Along with her awkwardness her life in the testing facility has caused her to be cold. Because she never learned how to form real relationships the girl is a bit stunted. She does not know how to create lasting friendships or how to love. She simply knows how to exist. Her torment has also caused the girl to grow ptsd. She is constantly on edge and sometimes falls into fits by experiences that remind her of her previous life. This PTSD is also colored with instances of intense OCD. This OCD causes her to need to repeat certain movements or actions multiple times. It also causes her to be a neat freak, though she is not a germaphobe. If she does not get to complete these actions that her OCD causes she falls into a fit as well. Because of this strange existence the girl has not really tried to make any connections. Instead she has chosen to live in solitude most of her free life. Though she has promised herself that she is happy with her solitude it is not true. She longs for friendship and to fit in. She hopes that in this school that she will be able to better fit in and so she will try to become more social. Antheia has a deep love for animals and nature and chooses to spend most of her time out in the natural world. She is happy speaking to the trees and animals all day. She is happiest next to some kind of water and surrounded by water. Antheia has a thick Irish accent that colors every word that she speaks. The girl also accents all of her talking with hand movements.
WEAKNESSES Antheia walks with a limp in her right leg, which causes her to move slower than others. Antheia also has a scar that causes the vision in her right eye to be blurry. Antheia also suffers from PTSD which causes her to be slightly paranoid and also sends her into fits. Antheia also suffers from OCD which causes her to fall into fits if her repetitive behaviors are inhibited.
STRENGTHS Anthia has lived through a world of pain and torture. This has given her a strong resilience to the pain that the world can bring. Antheia has a rather athletic build that she prides herself on, because of this she is strong in both of her arms and her good leg. While in the testing facility Antheia had access to many literary works and so she has a great expanse of knowledge, most that she knows is about animals and plants because that is what she is interested in. Antheia is in simplest words, quite pretty, and she has learned to use this to her advantage so that she can get what she wants.
BACKGROUND Antheia was born in a small Irish town of no consequence. She was born into a happy family that loved her. They dotted on her day in and day out. That is, until she was four years old, when she was captured by the testing facility that she spent most of her life within. On that fateful day Antheia was outside playing with a beloved stuffed animal in the yard of her cottage. Her parents were inside cooking lunch and because the town was safe were paying Antheia little attention. So they had no knowledge of the white van that had pulled onto their street. The van circled the block two or three times before it crawled to a stop in front of Antheia's cottage. Women in white suits all piled out of the van and scooped the girl up. She tried to yell, but one women had slipped a hand over her mouth so that she could not be heard. The women all piled back into the van and were off without a hitch. Antheia has no idea how long it took her parents to realize she was gone. She doesn't even know if they looked for her. The women of the institution told her that they did not, but the girl couldn't believe that a family that had loved her so much had not cared to search for her. Even though they did care for her so much Antheia found that their memory faded over the years so that now they were not real. They were just an image in her head. Most of it was probably made up ideas that her young mind concocted. So even though she missed them she wasn't even sure who they were to be missed.
The years that Antheia spent in the institution were torture. The women chose her because she showed signs of being 'gifted'. They never told Antheia what these signs were and so she doubted their existence. The women of the facility had no moral obligation to testing on a child her age and so they set about testing the first week she was captured. They used needles and knives to cut into her and infuse her with things. They never told her what they were doing and they never sedated her. When the testing was done the girl was sent to a small, cold, concrete room by herself. The only companions that Antheia had were the books that the facility granted her. The food that the women gave her was all in its simplest form and tasteless. But they fed her well and made her exercise at least three times a weak so that she would be strong enough to control her powers. When these powers emerged they sent Antheia to a new section to learn to control her powers. The cutting and torture did not quite though, they continued to test her even when they were satisfied with her powers. Throughout her years there Antheia never once heard a kind word or felt a kind touch. They did not speak to her unless they were barking orders and they did not touch her unless they were cutting into her. Then one day it was like they had gotten bored of her. They didn't want her around anymore. So, without a moments warning, they discarded her into the real world; at the young age of fourteen.
When Antheia was released she had nothing. She was forced to live on the streets, or more realistically in the forests of the world. Antheia had tried to find help in cities for a few months. But because she had not been taught that her powers were odd she was not afraid to use them around others. So when she found dead birds or things she would revive them. This caused others to become fearful of her and no one would help her. So she retired to the woods. She survived off of skill and luck. While she spent most of her years alone in the woods one day a raven which she revived chose to stay with her as her only friend. She lived off of what the woods gave her for the most part, though every once in a while she would travel into cities and steal things that she needed. While on one of these trips into the city Antheia heard about the foresta academy. She thought that maybe this place would accept her and she wouldn't have to constantly be scraping by. So she set out on her way to the school with something dangerously close to hope.
IN CHARACTER SAMPLE
Antheia took gentle steps over the mossy ground of the forest. She did not want to disturb any of the plant life or small animals that could be living in the land beneath her feet. She took a deep inhale of air and sighed it back out. She savored the sweet scent of pine and the slight hint in the breeze that told it might rain. She allowed her fingers to trail lightly over the bark of trees and the leaves of ivy that clung to the trunks. She hummed softly to herself and to the beasts of the forest. She could not match the brilliance of the birds that sang from the sky but her lyrics were soft and bell like enough to be pleasing. As she moved through the path that led to her future something caught her attention. On the side of the mossy road that she traveled was a corpse. The small carcass of a fox laid limp against the foliage. It was fresh, there were no scars or cuts to show that scavengers had gotten to it. Perhaps it had eaten something fowl or maybe it died of a sickness; Antheia wasn't sure. The girl didn't care why it died, she just knew that she was going to save it. With soft movements the girl went to the dead beast's side. Antheia placed her hands against the fox's body. The girl closed her eyes and focused her mind on the part of her brain that she knew contained the magic she had acquired. When she found it she jolted, it was always like touching hot iron. But the pain was good, in a way. Antheia could feel her blood buzz inside her veins with the magic. It flowed through her into the fox. The hair of the beast stood on end and then it shivered beneath her touch. Antheia removed her hands and sat back. The creature took a few moments to regain full consciousness. When it did she could feel its confusion. It moved its legs slowly and then shot onto all four legs. The beast's kind eyes looked at her with what she knew was thankfulness. Then the fox ran off into the forest.
Antheia had gotten used to not receiving too much thanks for her deeds. Her recipients were animals after all, they didn't really have a capacity to thank her. But she always knew that they were grateful. Nothing wanted to be dead. Antheia sat on the ground and relaxed to regain her strength. Though she had been getting stronger the girl still got winded and her muscles grew sore whenever she revived something. When she regained her strength Antheia rose to her feet and continued on her trek. She slowed as the towers and gate of the school came into view. She wasn't sure if this was the best choice. She didn't know how to act around others that were her own age. She didn't really know how to act around anyone. Even so she had decided that this venture was worth the potential cost. This was a school for kids around her age with magic, after all. What better place to be accepted than that? Even so she was skeptical. Her heart pounded as she neared the gates of the school. Her heat beat filled her ears and she wondered if someone was near her they could hear it as well. The forest path turned to gravel as the gates were within sprinting distance. The girl's limp made this terrain hard to traverse and so her movement was even slower than before. Someone watching her surely would think she was the slowest girl on earth. Finally she reached the gates. Antheia laid her hand on the metal gate and pushed. Entering the school. Entering her future.
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LAIKA OF GS!
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