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Forum-Index → Roleplay → RP Sign-up → ~*:. The Owl House Roleplay Sign-Up . : ~ *Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Witch
Nicknames:
Age: 13
Pronouns: He/Him, They/Them
Romantic Orientation: Bi
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Personality: Optimistic, Opinionated, Serious
Appearance:
Coven: None
Backstory: Homeless, was kicked out upon coming out
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Witch
Nicknames: (I can't think of any right now)
Age: 15 Years Old
Pronouns: She/her
Romantic Orientation: Heteroromantic
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Personality: Agnes is- er- reasonably nice, and- average. However, she is quite... how do you put it- strange. The words she says make zero sense, making her practically useless as an Oracle. It would be most difficult to hold a conversation with her, because it'd be basically impossible to understand anything she's saying. Also, no one knows who she is exactly or why she is here.
Appearance: Why does she wear braces?! Witches don't even know what those are!
Coven: Oracle
Backstory: Hmmm- I think I'll develop it as I go along-
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Witch.
Nicknames: N/A.
Age: 24
Pronouns: He/Him, trans.
Romantic Orientation: Gay.
Sexual Orientation: Asexual.
Personality: Arran is a nervous, erratic individual with a bit of a martyr complex, always going out of his way to sacrifice himself for the betterment of others, with little regard to his own needs. He'd give up everything in an instant for others and he thoroughly believes that his own existence is worthless towards others. When people show him friendliness in any regard, he takes it as love and affection and grows far too attached to someone, willing to give up his own life in their behalf.
Appearance: TBA
Coven: Emperor's, Lower Ranking Member.
Backstory: TBA
Title: Aster
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Witch
Nicknames: N/A yet
Age: 14
Pronouns: They/she, identifies as non-binary
Romantic Orientation: Biromantic, no preference
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Personality: Adventurous, can come off as a bit annoying at times, but is mostly kind and eager to learn. They do have a bit of a troublesome side though, playing pranks on others and getting into trouble often.
Appearance: Short ginger hair that they could brush some more to get rid of the frizziness and rather shaggy look, but she doesn’t, she’s fine with it looking that way. Dark brown eyes. Rather tall for her age, but not quite lanky. Tan skin. Sports an oversized t-shirt that is indigo at the top and slowly fades into a purple with blue jeans and tie-shoes when not in school uniform.
Coven: Bard
Backstory: TBA
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Human
Nicknames: Ottergirl
Age: 12
Pronouns: She /Her
Romantic Orientation: I dunno what this means
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Personality: Happy and full of energy, loves dragons
Appearance: Pink eyes, white, never takes off her cap, shirt with axolotl holding pokeball on it, sneakers, Jeggings with pockets full of spell glyphs
Coven: None yet
Backstory: Best friends with Luz and has an Axolotter Palisman (Axolotl crossed with otter)
Did you add me to the group chat yet?
Aaran, do you know a place where I can get food for my Palisman?
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"You think you're so right,
don't you? You think that fae are so worthless compared to you,
that we're only good to be pretty little companions, the black cat
to your witch.
Well, then, I guess I'll be proving you wrong, in the only way you'll accept. By crushing you in every aspect. If I fail, then you may continue on in your ignorance. If I don't, well then, I guess we have a new emperor, don't we?"
Name: Myran
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Demon (Fairy).
Nicknames: Merry, Myrrie, Myre.
Age: 56 years, around the mid-teens teens for a Fairy.
Pronouns: They/Them, She/Her, He/Him.
Romantic Orientation: Toric, interested in men.
Sexual Orientation: Asexual.
Personality: A quiet, frank person who's always listening to others and spying on their conversations. They're cool-headed and confident, always standing up for themself in the case of confrontation, and they never leave a single excuse unsaid. Deep down, despite her cool demeanor, she's a rebel at heart, plotting the takeover of the Emperor's Coven and the disregard for Fae in society. His status as a student at Hexside is a point of pride for him, and if anything could take this immovable force off guard, it would be that. Overall, Myran is... a strange kind of person, but a welcome one none the less.
Appearance: Your typical, small fairy that could fit in the cup of your hand. But they have short, curly brown hair which perches atop their light head, and a long orange and white dress that flutters like gossamer with layers of lace and fabric. Their eyes are a shocking green that stands out on their ordinary, sharp-featured face. No shoes.
Coven: Abominations.
Backstory: Myran was born to your ordinary fae family and from a young age, they longed to be a witch, specializing in abominations. But they quickly found this to be impossible with the low magic reserves of fae, unable to raise even a drop of sludge. They developed their own tricks, manipulating their magic so that they could store it in larger quantities than normal and quickly developed into a decent witch. But that is not enough. Myran wants to rule the Boiling Isles as the Emperor. No one will stop him in this goal. He will never let up until he's reached it, and if anyone tries to take that from him... they'll find an abomination fused with fae magic smothering them in their sleep.
Well, then, I guess I'll be proving you wrong, in the only way you'll accept. By crushing you in every aspect. If I fail, then you may continue on in your ignorance. If I don't, well then, I guess we have a new emperor, don't we?"
Name: Myran
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Demon (Fairy).
Nicknames: Merry, Myrrie, Myre.
Age: 56 years, around the mid-teens teens for a Fairy.
Pronouns: They/Them, She/Her, He/Him.
Romantic Orientation: Toric, interested in men.
Sexual Orientation: Asexual.
Personality: A quiet, frank person who's always listening to others and spying on their conversations. They're cool-headed and confident, always standing up for themself in the case of confrontation, and they never leave a single excuse unsaid. Deep down, despite her cool demeanor, she's a rebel at heart, plotting the takeover of the Emperor's Coven and the disregard for Fae in society. His status as a student at Hexside is a point of pride for him, and if anything could take this immovable force off guard, it would be that. Overall, Myran is... a strange kind of person, but a welcome one none the less.
Appearance: Your typical, small fairy that could fit in the cup of your hand. But they have short, curly brown hair which perches atop their light head, and a long orange and white dress that flutters like gossamer with layers of lace and fabric. Their eyes are a shocking green that stands out on their ordinary, sharp-featured face. No shoes.
Coven: Abominations.
Backstory: Myran was born to your ordinary fae family and from a young age, they longed to be a witch, specializing in abominations. But they quickly found this to be impossible with the low magic reserves of fae, unable to raise even a drop of sludge. They developed their own tricks, manipulating their magic so that they could store it in larger quantities than normal and quickly developed into a decent witch. But that is not enough. Myran wants to rule the Boiling Isles as the Emperor. No one will stop him in this goal. He will never let up until he's reached it, and if anyone tries to take that from him... they'll find an abomination fused with fae magic smothering them in their sleep.
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Witch
Nicknames: Iko
Age: 13
Pronouns: She/Her
Romantic Orientation: Bi
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Personality: Optimistic, Secretive, Occasionally withdrawn, Clingy
Appearance: One on the right
Coven: None
Backstory: Overbearing but caring parents, only child
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: humanoid wolf thing- whatever species Eberwolf is.
Nicknames: Ather, Athel, wolfie, etc
Age: 16- human wise.
Pronouns: she/her
Romantic Orientation: Aromantic
Sexual Orientation: straight
Personality: Athel is kind and caring to any animal, no matter how big, small, scary or cute they are. However this does not apply to humans as she does not have a consistent way to communicate with them, so she uses body language, drawing on whatever surface and noises to communicate.
Appearance:here you go Her Palisman is a wolf
Coven: Beast keeping, but shows interest in other covens like Bard.
Backstory: Will add later because I'm getting food
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"Oh, May! Yeah, so you're enrolling there? Well,
I'm enrolling there too, now! Like, literally right now! For no
particular reason! Obviously!"
Name: Poe, no last name.
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Witch with a surprising amount of human ancestry.
Nicknames: Night Stalker.
Age: 14
Pronouns: He/Him.
Romantic Orientation: Mayromantic/Stalkerromantic.
Sexual Orientation: Straight.
Personality: A creepy, socially inept boy with no regards for others personal feelings or opinions. He's constantly butting in to conversations and making comments that no one asked him to make. He's extremely frustrating in this way and annoying. And in addition, he is utterly obsessed with May Lakes and will never shut up about her or "their exploits" (Read: him stalking her.) Overall, just burn this child. He may be insecure. He may be very sad. BUT NO THIS IS NOT HEALTHY BEHAVIOUR WHY DO YOU EXIST LEAVE OUR SWEET SUMMER CHILD ALONE, SHE'S DEALING WITH ENOUGH. He's a horrible person overall, willing to resort to blackmailing and other horrors, just to accomplish his goals. He lacks empathy in this regard, and is highly psychopathic. So. Nope.
Appearance: A tall boy with a multitude of freckles sprinkled across his pale face. He has two large electric-blue eyes that are constantly darting across and landing on May, this is his whole personality. His ears actually resemble human ears, despite his largely witch ancestry. His hair is dark black and very shaggy, spilling over the entire front of his face and the nape of his neck, almost like a sheepdog.
Coven: Potions Tract. (Obviously.)
Backstory: TBA
Name: Poe, no last name.
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Witch with a surprising amount of human ancestry.
Nicknames: Night Stalker.
Age: 14
Pronouns: He/Him.
Romantic Orientation: Mayromantic/Stalkerromantic.
Sexual Orientation: Straight.
Personality: A creepy, socially inept boy with no regards for others personal feelings or opinions. He's constantly butting in to conversations and making comments that no one asked him to make. He's extremely frustrating in this way and annoying. And in addition, he is utterly obsessed with May Lakes and will never shut up about her or "their exploits" (Read: him stalking her.) Overall, just burn this child. He may be insecure. He may be very sad. BUT NO THIS IS NOT HEALTHY BEHAVIOUR WHY DO YOU EXIST LEAVE OUR SWEET SUMMER CHILD ALONE, SHE'S DEALING WITH ENOUGH. He's a horrible person overall, willing to resort to blackmailing and other horrors, just to accomplish his goals. He lacks empathy in this regard, and is highly psychopathic. So. Nope.
Appearance: A tall boy with a multitude of freckles sprinkled across his pale face. He has two large electric-blue eyes that are constantly darting across and landing on May, this is his whole personality. His ears actually resemble human ears, despite his largely witch ancestry. His hair is dark black and very shaggy, spilling over the entire front of his face and the nape of his neck, almost like a sheepdog.
Coven: Potions Tract. (Obviously.)
Backstory: TBA
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"I know what you want. It's what they all want,
isn't it? Well, I'm afraid I can't give it to you. Foolish, to
think otherwise, isn't it?"
Name: Starling
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Demon, Banshee.
Nicknames: Star, Starla
Age: 216 years.
Pronouns: Generally goes by She/Her, prefers they/them, though.
Romantic Orientation: Straight.
Sexual Orientation: Straight.
Personality: A rude, selfish person who dislikes others, particularly those who get in her way. She values politeness and respect, and if anyone fails to show such to her, she's very aggressive and refuses to help someone, instead keeping to her gravedigging and potion-making. Her temper is high, and she has a large dislike for the youth of today, in particular those whom possess skill or talent, believing that hard work is the only way to achieve one's true goal, deep down, at their heart of hearts... immortality. Staring completely sees that the world is centered around this one objection. But in addition, she believes that to every aspect of life, there is a circle... sacrifice for power, sacrifice for love. Sacrifice for immortality... and that she herself is the gatekeeper, the one whom those seeking it search for. There is no belief in others with this woman. The heart is corrupt, and she knows exactly the way that the darkness will leech.
Appearance: A tired looking woman who generally appears as a young girl, with strange, slightly curly white hair, and frosted, dead red eyes. She's short in stature with mild, but slightly angular features and skin as pale and cool as if from the grave. She's bone-thin and slightly hunched. As with your typical banshee, she wears a black cloak and a black gloves coated with dried grave mud.
Coven: Emperor's Coven, but an inactive member.
Backstory: Starling was born many years ago amongst the dwindling race of the Banshees, a species ever small, due to the growing population of witchlings that distrusted them for their potent, even lethal magic, despite the fact that it was impassible to be used outside a Banshee's work with the dead. Starling, herself, believing this to be an opportunity for the Banshees to rise up in this new society, enrolled at an early witch's school, hoping to master their magic for herself. In doing so, she became a pariah to her old kin and was abandoned from the work, which left her spirit and magic gravely weakened, since they relied heavily on Wild Magic and their connections with one another. While the Banshees slowly perished in the wilderness, Starling rose to the top in the coven's system, eventually becoming a part of the Emperor's Coven, affamed and powerful. But she always longed for one thing... immortality. She attempted to make a potion that would grant such a thing, hoping that the Emperor's Coven might make use of it, elevating her higher. But something happened. She abandoned the project and became an inactive member of the Emperor's Coven, only making rare quotas of bringing the occasional wild witch in, usually one of her own kind, a Banshee, who had fled to her doorstep, hoping for mercy. To this day, she lives out in the woods, stirring potions and living of the inactive Emperor's Coven pay for a living.
Name: Starling
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: Demon, Banshee.
Nicknames: Star, Starla
Age: 216 years.
Pronouns: Generally goes by She/Her, prefers they/them, though.
Romantic Orientation: Straight.
Sexual Orientation: Straight.
Personality: A rude, selfish person who dislikes others, particularly those who get in her way. She values politeness and respect, and if anyone fails to show such to her, she's very aggressive and refuses to help someone, instead keeping to her gravedigging and potion-making. Her temper is high, and she has a large dislike for the youth of today, in particular those whom possess skill or talent, believing that hard work is the only way to achieve one's true goal, deep down, at their heart of hearts... immortality. Staring completely sees that the world is centered around this one objection. But in addition, she believes that to every aspect of life, there is a circle... sacrifice for power, sacrifice for love. Sacrifice for immortality... and that she herself is the gatekeeper, the one whom those seeking it search for. There is no belief in others with this woman. The heart is corrupt, and she knows exactly the way that the darkness will leech.
Appearance: A tired looking woman who generally appears as a young girl, with strange, slightly curly white hair, and frosted, dead red eyes. She's short in stature with mild, but slightly angular features and skin as pale and cool as if from the grave. She's bone-thin and slightly hunched. As with your typical banshee, she wears a black cloak and a black gloves coated with dried grave mud.
Coven: Emperor's Coven, but an inactive member.
Backstory: Starling was born many years ago amongst the dwindling race of the Banshees, a species ever small, due to the growing population of witchlings that distrusted them for their potent, even lethal magic, despite the fact that it was impassible to be used outside a Banshee's work with the dead. Starling, herself, believing this to be an opportunity for the Banshees to rise up in this new society, enrolled at an early witch's school, hoping to master their magic for herself. In doing so, she became a pariah to her old kin and was abandoned from the work, which left her spirit and magic gravely weakened, since they relied heavily on Wild Magic and their connections with one another. While the Banshees slowly perished in the wilderness, Starling rose to the top in the coven's system, eventually becoming a part of the Emperor's Coven, affamed and powerful. But she always longed for one thing... immortality. She attempted to make a potion that would grant such a thing, hoping that the Emperor's Coven might make use of it, elevating her higher. But something happened. She abandoned the project and became an inactive member of the Emperor's Coven, only making rare quotas of bringing the occasional wild witch in, usually one of her own kind, a Banshee, who had fled to her doorstep, hoping for mercy. To this day, she lives out in the woods, stirring potions and living of the inactive Emperor's Coven pay for a living.
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Title: my form edited
Human, Witch, Demon, or something else?: witch/human
Nicknames: (If any!)
Age: 16
Pronouns: they/them
Romantic Orientation: female
Sexual Orientation: bisexual
Personality: calm, serious, likes to study,not very social
Appearance:
Coven: a bit of all
Backstory:once lived in the human realm but wanted to come back to her birth realm