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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: The Martial Artist
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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: The Martial Artist
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Sometime when I was seven years old, I was given the inspiration to I had begin practicing a few healthy habits to improve my body after reading a few books my parents had brought home for me. I wasn’t very consistent at first and at times, I even felt like giving up, but my parents helped me keep on going. After a few months however, I had become very consistent and didn’t need my parents help and reminders to eat healthy and work out. At some point, I asked my parents if they could ley me participate in sports, and they agreed. Most of the time it would be my grandpa taking me to practice as both of my parents were busy with work at St. Mungo’s and my grandma and my sister Penelope weren’t as interested in accompanying me to practice, something I didn’t blame them for. My favorite sport came to be base ball as I particularly excelled in it, and after some success in it, among other sports, I decided that I was ready to take on martial art lessons as well.
Sometime after I turned eight, I asked my parents if they could let me learn a martial art, and after a lengthy discussion with them, we agreed for me to learn Krav Maga. The school we chose was only twenty minutes away from my house so my grandpa and I didn’t have to go far for me to learn. I would have sessions on Tuesday and Thursday which would conveniently fit in with every sport I played except basketball whose practice unfortunately happened on Tuesday as well, so I couldn’t join the team that year, or in the years that followed.
Time went on, and soon enough, I became quite good at Krav Maga. I even fought with my dad just for the fun of it and I would occasionally win, even if my dad was actually trying. I felt like I could win any fight if I ever decided to start one, or if one was started for me and I just so happened to be defending myself. But I never would start a fight, not on purpose anyways. Why? Because I would always remember what my instructor told me during my first lesson: “Ninety percent of self-defense is avoiding a fight.” And personally, I agreed. It didn’t matter if my opponent insulted me or someone I cared about, or if I could beat them in a fight, I would always try to stay away from a fight if possible.
Sometime after I turned eight, I asked my parents if they could let me learn a martial art, and after a lengthy discussion with them, we agreed for me to learn Krav Maga. The school we chose was only twenty minutes away from my house so my grandpa and I didn’t have to go far for me to learn. I would have sessions on Tuesday and Thursday which would conveniently fit in with every sport I played except basketball whose practice unfortunately happened on Tuesday as well, so I couldn’t join the team that year, or in the years that followed.
Time went on, and soon enough, I became quite good at Krav Maga. I even fought with my dad just for the fun of it and I would occasionally win, even if my dad was actually trying. I felt like I could win any fight if I ever decided to start one, or if one was started for me and I just so happened to be defending myself. But I never would start a fight, not on purpose anyways. Why? Because I would always remember what my instructor told me during my first lesson: “Ninety percent of self-defense is avoiding a fight.” And personally, I agreed. It didn’t matter if my opponent insulted me or someone I cared about, or if I could beat them in a fight, I would always try to stay away from a fight if possible.
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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Healing Sage
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it): 406 words
Stats: Stamina - 5; Evasion - 7; Strength - 3; Wisdom - 6; Arcane Power - 7; Accuracy - 7
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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Healing Sage
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it): 406 words
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Rachel's father is Michael Yi, a pureblood Healer in the Magical Bugs ward of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Once, he brought his energetic toddler daughter to work to spare her elderly and exhausted nanny that had been chasing her around for the past week. She then wrecked his office, scattering paperwork, spilling ink, and knocking over medical instruments.
Rachel was not invited back, which was fine with her. There were too many rules for Healers to follow anyway.
As a result of this incident, her medical knowledge was not from experience at St. Mungo's and watching her father work on other patients, but rather on her. Rachel's curiosity and recklessness as a child landed her in multiple situations where she got hurt. Once, when she was seven years old, she spotted a strange circular object stuck between the branches of a tree at the park. Unsurprisingly, she hoisted herself onto a lower branch to get a better look. She still couldn't make out exactly what it was, so she climbed higher. And higher. And higher, until she could finally distinguish its ridges. It was a Frisbee.
Curiosity now satiated, Rachel had no purpose to be climbing the tree anymore. Still, she felt bad for the poor kids that were throwing it around and got it stuck. The least she could do after climbing so high was to knock it out for them, right? It was just a little out of arm's reach, so Rachel strained a little to grab it. She couldn't get a hold of it, so she loosened her grip to stretch further and then- BAM!
When she awoke, she was alone in her room, neatly tucked into her bed. She flexed her arm and the sting brought tears to her eyes. A hazy memory floated to the top of her mind: Michael's worried face, and the vague words Brackium Emendo. She lay there, feeling her heart surge with gratitude despite her past disagreements with her father.
Since then, she has displayed more interest in the Healer career path, much to Michael's delight. At ten years old, after a rather long and insulting interview to determine whether or not she was fit to be brought back, Rachel started visiting St. Mungo's again. Witnessing patients be restored to their previous condition gave her a strange sensation. A pleasant kind of strange.
Maybe she could put up with the strict regulations.
Rachel was not invited back, which was fine with her. There were too many rules for Healers to follow anyway.
As a result of this incident, her medical knowledge was not from experience at St. Mungo's and watching her father work on other patients, but rather on her. Rachel's curiosity and recklessness as a child landed her in multiple situations where she got hurt. Once, when she was seven years old, she spotted a strange circular object stuck between the branches of a tree at the park. Unsurprisingly, she hoisted herself onto a lower branch to get a better look. She still couldn't make out exactly what it was, so she climbed higher. And higher. And higher, until she could finally distinguish its ridges. It was a Frisbee.
Curiosity now satiated, Rachel had no purpose to be climbing the tree anymore. Still, she felt bad for the poor kids that were throwing it around and got it stuck. The least she could do after climbing so high was to knock it out for them, right? It was just a little out of arm's reach, so Rachel strained a little to grab it. She couldn't get a hold of it, so she loosened her grip to stretch further and then- BAM!
When she awoke, she was alone in her room, neatly tucked into her bed. She flexed her arm and the sting brought tears to her eyes. A hazy memory floated to the top of her mind: Michael's worried face, and the vague words Brackium Emendo. She lay there, feeling her heart surge with gratitude despite her past disagreements with her father.
Since then, she has displayed more interest in the Healer career path, much to Michael's delight. At ten years old, after a rather long and insulting interview to determine whether or not she was fit to be brought back, Rachel started visiting St. Mungo's again. Witnessing patients be restored to their previous condition gave her a strange sensation. A pleasant kind of strange.
Maybe she could put up with the strict regulations.
Stats: Stamina - 5; Evasion - 7; Strength - 3; Wisdom - 6; Arcane Power - 7; Accuracy - 7
Status: Approved, Beatrice, 11 June
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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Perfectionist
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it): Word Count: 451/400
ReducioBefore his death, Cassius’ father imparted onto his son two valuable lessons. The first was that books were a gateway to knowledge and should never be underestimated or undervalued. The second, that without discipline and ambition a man was blind and left their fate to chance, to allow the world to dictate their future rather than dictate one’s desired future to the world. As a scion of the Eden family, it was expected that one would be the latter rather than the former.
A passion for reading and study made it simple to embrace the first lesson. A bibliophile even before receiving his acceptance letter to Hogwarts, Cassius had already begun to build a personal library. Granted, most of these books were those suitable for children. No philosophical tomes or lengthy chronicles concealing snippets of wisdom or wizarding secrets; but, it was a start.
Embracing the second lesson came later and not without some difficulty for the young wizard. While no stranger to classwork and homework, Hogwarts presented a new challenge. One where he did not have parents or family to ensure he was keeping to task and meeting deadlines. His first year at Hogwarts, like for many students, was a year of adjustment. A year of teaching himself the self-discipline necessary to succeed as a student. For Cassius though, simply succeeding was not enough. He needed to excel and be better than the rest. He needed perfection.
With few friends, the long hours spent combing through ancillary class materials did not impact his social life. He soaked knowledge up like a sponge, taking detailed notes of even the most minute details. Outside the library on school grounds, he practiced even the most basic of spells, drilling the precise wand movements and pronunciations into his mind. It was not enough to know the spell. It needed to be flawless. It needed to be mastered.
For Cassius, the quest for perfection did not lead to obsession. He was not so proud, even at his young age, to think perfection was attainable. Nobody was truly perfect. Nobody was without flaws. Even the greatest witches and wizards in history had their failings. To think otherwise would be the height of hubris; but, there was value in striving for perfection. Achieving perfection was not a matter of reaching some milestone or endpoint. It was a lifelong journey full of self-growth and improvement and one Cassius was just beginning.
Helping him on that journey were the lessons his father imparted upon him. Knowledge. Discipline. Some things he would master, others not; but, with every new thing he learned or tried he would practice and improve until he could do it to the best of his ability.
Status: Approved, Beatrice, 11 June
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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Part-Goblin
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it):ReducioWC: 510/500Holmqvist, a muggle, and Glosiorx, a half-goblin witch, fell in love when they ran into each other in an open field of grass. In addition to their physical appearances, they were attracted to the other’s willingness to believe and inclination for fun. They had twins and named the firstborn John and his younger sister Mille. They’d only really wanted one child, but they came up with an idea that would spin this occurrence into another opportunity for them to have fun: sending one child off into the muggle world and keeping the other at home in the wizarding world so the differences could be observed. For this plan, he would need the help of the only person in the muggle world who tolerated him, Milo Duarte. He understood it would cause him to lose only remaining muggle acquaintance, so it took him a while to work up the motivation to ask. Finally, on John’s birthday, his fascination in Holmqvist’s lazily conjured confetti convinced the two that seeing someone like John grow up in the muggle world was an opportunity too fun to lose. Holmqvist immediately left the house and drove to Milo’s university, where he remained parked for six hours as he waited for Milo to come out. To Holmqvist’s surprise, Milo accepted the offer right away and asked for John’s sister as well, but Holmqvist refused to give her to him.
John started kindergarten a year late, since Milo assumed Holmqvist lied about John’s birthday. Milo noticed that John was much smaller than other kids his supposed age, which was especially unusual because of how tall his biological father is. He also suspected Holmqvist told him the day Holmqvist pushed John onto him was John’s birthday in order to influence him to accept the deal.
John was exposed to a lot of magic in his first three years of life, and while he lived in the muggle world, he constantly felt like something was missing. Infantile amnesia erased almost all of his early memories, but he was left with a vague unpleasant feeling and the image of his sister’s face. He remembers nothing about his sister’s personality, but whenever he thinks about his beginnings, he is able to recall solely his sister’s appearance. However, this sense of unease was overshadowed by the happiness he felt from being around his family and friends. If not for this uneasy feeling that Hogwarts answered, John would have been a lot more against the idea of going to Hogwarts and leaving everyone behind, but because of this, he actually felt happy to learn he was a wizard and accepted that he was going to go to Hogwarts readily.
Even if he had grown up without Holmqvist and Glosiorx’s influence, John would be scared to be alone, since he is used to having his parents or a friend nearby at all times. His fear of being alone was exacerbated by the tall man with the strange smile and short, oddly proportioned woman who seemed to appear only when he was separated from the others.
New stats: Stamina: 7|Evasion: 5|Strength: 5|Wisdom: 5|Arcane Power: 0|Accuracy: 8
Hi John-- a couple things that need to be clarified before approving of your app:Status: PENDING - Maya, 11 June
1. There needs to be a good reason as to why the twins were separated other than having a good idea. Your character s Part-Goblin and wouldn't just live in the muggle world-- there are features that John would have that can stand out in the muggle world. It would be most likely to keep the twins in the wizarding world.
2. John would not get the treatment of a Muggle-Born from Hogwarts. They would be experiencing first instance of magic (and other accidents) throughout the year. For them to figure out they are a wizard (especially as a part-goblin) does not make sense. They know they are different and they would know after three years (or so) of magic.
STATUS: Denied, Opeila 25/08
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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Advanced Casting
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it): Word Count: 448/400
Reducio“Again!”
The stern voice cracked loudly through the brisk early winter air, clearly audible over the frequent gusts of wind with the aid of the amplifying charm.
“Flipendo!”
A blue streak of light flashed across the manor’s courtyard, striking the wooden target dummy squarely in the chest. Wood splintered as it flipped violently backwards, finally coming to rest against a marble pillar. Soon after, the incantation was said again and a streak of blue impacted a second dummy, this one spinning backwards a few meters but very much still upright. The wood on its shoulder showed signs of slight chipping.
“You must not allow yourself to become complacent after your successes,” the voice said with annoyance, growing louder. Its source, a wizard well into his later years wearing a thick greatcoat and pointed hat. “The secondary cast must be done with as much focus as the first. Do not take shortcuts with the wand movements. Now watch.”
Standing beside the young Ravenclaw, the elder wizard raised his wand and repeated the incantation three times, each time repeating the necessary wand movements in their entirety while still managing to make it look like a single flowing motion. Three jets of blue streaked across the courtyard in quick succession hitting center mass on three training dummies, all of which were projected violently backwards.
“Did you observe my stance? The motions?” The man said sharply, eyeing the young Ravenclaw. “No shortcuts. Weave the movements together but do each in its entirety. Now you.”
The older man took a few steps back, closely observing his ward as he raised his wand again. At the opposite end of the courtyard, the dummies had reset themselves having been restored by a swift motion of his mentor’s wand. Taking a deep breath, Cassius spoke the incantations and made the necessary movements with his wand. In quick succession, streaks of blue appeared from the tip of his wand. One after another three dummies were hit, the jinx hitting each center mass, launching them backwards with a satisfying crack of wood.
“Better.” The older man said, patting Cassius on the shoulder. “We shall continue tomorrow. And the next day. And the next day. Until it is as natural to you as breathing. Now go complete your writing assignment. I expect it to be completed by midday tomorrow.” Cassius nodded and withdrew from the court, stepping down a corridor into the manor house.
Standing on a high balcony overlooking the courtyard, the family matriarch observed her son’s practice session with neutral expression. The briefest nod of acknowledgement was shared between the woman and Cassius’ mentor, his father's closest friend, before she retreated back into the room behind her.
STATUS: Approved, Opeila 11/06
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Full Name:Onyx Moon
House:Slytherin
Age:11
Wand:31,8 cm reed wood and phoenix feather
School Year:First Year
Family:Pure Blood
House:Slytherin
Age:11
Wand:31,8 cm reed wood and phoenix feather
School Year:First Year
Family:Pure Blood
Explanation on why it fits my character.
Though she dislikes transfiguration. Onyx loves animals. In her bio it says about how what she dose with her free time is read books about all types of animals and it even mentions her passion for snakes. Though the seer part could be confusing but her mother's sister used dark magic. Her magical abilities were somewhat like a seer. How would she get so fascinated with magic? Continuing, The sister had seer-like powers not to the fact she could see the dead but hear them ask question and tell her what to do. I did not elaborate much about it other than the fact that her face was prune in the casket. That is my explanation for the Seer part but the wolf part is more intricate again going back to her love for animals and reading about them in books. Onyx had a pet not mentioned in the bio but it was her cousins. It was a dog. Onyx did love the dog a lot but she never knew why. It only seemed to fit that her love from animals came not from the knowledge but biologically handed down from a family member. Being her father. If I get accepted It will be added to my bio immediately.
Thank you for your time.
Thank you for your time.
STATUS: Denied, Opeila 11/06
1) Please use the form provided in the first post.
2) Seer is a special talent, so you will have to pick new stats to add up to 30 instead of 35.
3) Your application is not 500 words long.
4) Talking to or hearing the dead is not what a seer does. Please read up on our lore.
5) Liking animals has nothing to do with anything here.
I cannot approve this application. You may try again though.
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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Calming Presence
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it):
Ever since Deanna was little, she has hated conflict. Anytime her parents argue, or her friends got into a heated debate, she would feel the urge to stop it. Of course, this is normal. Wanting to stop an argument and get everyone to like each other. She just doesn't understand why in the world people have to yell at each other just because their opinion is different. Even strangers arguing on the street bother her. Anything to do with drama does this. She just doesn't get it.
One time when she was at home reading, she began hearing voices downstairs. They began getting louder and she put her book down and began walking down the steps. Soon she noticed it was her parents yelling about needing more time together. This was so sad. They loved each other and there should be no reason for this. Deanna was able to quiet them down a bit by giving them a hug. First, she patted them and called their names. Of course, they were so focused that they didn't even notice her trying to calm them down. Soon she just hugged them. Maybe they just needed a hug? She then told them that things just happen. Sure, sounds awful but it is true. The parents felt a little bit calmer and were able to talk about it more rationally. They decided to go on a date every weekend.
Deanna began feeling urges to help others with whatever they needed around middle school. I mean, elementary school she was sharing things and making people laugh to cheer them up. Middle school she had a new goal. Stop as many fights as possible. Not the physical ones, she ran from those, but the verbal ones. She could even feel tension in the air. Like if she comes into a room and there is a heated discussion about to stir. Or two people staring at each other about to fight.
It really works if she is holding someone's hand or touching their skin. Her presence just seems to calm people down. Even if someone is scared, like a friend of hers with a frog. She never met anyone afraid of a frog before. It was really weird too her. She grabbed ahold of her friend's hand and talked to her as soothing as possible. "Everything is okay. It's just sitting there. Waiting to see if you are going to hurt it. They are friendly too." It was hard to get her friend to start moving away. She froze up and just kept staring. It was surprising to Deanna that she got her friend to smile at the end. The frog hopped off after noticing he wasn't going to get hurt.
She cares so much for people's wellbeing. She just thinks most people are friendly and loves to help as many people as she can. Her parents call her their little helper. The world is a little better off if people are at peace. The world heals more. She is also able to sense danger but thinks it is normal as well. She never has experienced danger much though, so she doesn't recognize this one. If she did, she would just run away.
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Bravery is doing something even though you are terrified. Brave people are scared too.
Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Calming Presence
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it):
Ever since Deanna was little, she has hated conflict. Anytime her parents argue, or her friends got into a heated debate, she would feel the urge to stop it. Of course, this is normal. Wanting to stop an argument and get everyone to like each other. She just doesn't understand why in the world people have to yell at each other just because their opinion is different. Even strangers arguing on the street bother her. Anything to do with drama does this. She just doesn't get it.
One time when she was at home reading, she began hearing voices downstairs. They began getting louder and she put her book down and began walking down the steps. Soon she noticed it was her parents yelling about needing more time together. This was so sad. They loved each other and there should be no reason for this. Deanna was able to quiet them down a bit by giving them a hug. First, she patted them and called their names. Of course, they were so focused that they didn't even notice her trying to calm them down. Soon she just hugged them. Maybe they just needed a hug? She then told them that things just happen. Sure, sounds awful but it is true. The parents felt a little bit calmer and were able to talk about it more rationally. They decided to go on a date every weekend.
Deanna began feeling urges to help others with whatever they needed around middle school. I mean, elementary school she was sharing things and making people laugh to cheer them up. Middle school she had a new goal. Stop as many fights as possible. Not the physical ones, she ran from those, but the verbal ones. She could even feel tension in the air. Like if she comes into a room and there is a heated discussion about to stir. Or two people staring at each other about to fight.
It really works if she is holding someone's hand or touching their skin. Her presence just seems to calm people down. Even if someone is scared, like a friend of hers with a frog. She never met anyone afraid of a frog before. It was really weird too her. She grabbed ahold of her friend's hand and talked to her as soothing as possible. "Everything is okay. It's just sitting there. Waiting to see if you are going to hurt it. They are friendly too." It was hard to get her friend to start moving away. She froze up and just kept staring. It was surprising to Deanna that she got her friend to smile at the end. The frog hopped off after noticing he wasn't going to get hurt.
She cares so much for people's wellbeing. She just thinks most people are friendly and loves to help as many people as she can. Her parents call her their little helper. The world is a little better off if people are at peace. The world heals more. She is also able to sense danger but thinks it is normal as well. She never has experienced danger much though, so she doesn't recognize this one. If she did, she would just run away.
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STATUS: Pending, Opeila 14/06
I believe there is a misunderstanding of what Calming Presence is. I will use this quote to clarify: "She's able to calm people down but she doesn't ever thing this is an ability. She just thinks it's normal." Yes, and she is right. Calming Presence is a fancy name for a personality trait of your character that gives her a statistical bonus in moderated situations. In character, it is not a magical ability of any kind at all.
STATUS: Pending, Opeila 25/08
The issue remains the same. There are mentions of a calming touch- this is really not a supernatural ability of any kinds.
STATUS: Closed, Opeila 05/10
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Bravery is doing something even though you are terrified. Brave people are scared too.
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Full Name:Onyx Moon
House:Slytherin
Age:11
Wand:31,8 cm reed wood and phoenix feather
School Year:First Year
Family:Pure Blood
Explanation on why it fits my character.
Crystal was a powerful witch from Hogwarts who possessed a rare gift - the ability to see into the future. Her visions were always accurate, and she had helped many of her fellow witches and wizards avoid danger and make important decisions.
Despite her talents, Crystal was a humble woman who never sought fame or recognition for her abilities. She was content to live a quiet life, spending her days studying ancient magical texts and brewing potions in her small cottage on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.
However, Crystal's peaceful existence was shattered one dark and stormy night. She was returning home from a late-night walk when she was ambushed by a group of dark wizards who had been seeking her out for years. They wanted to use her gift for their own nefarious purposes, and they were willing to use any means necessary to get what they wanted.
Crystal was a skilled witch, but she was no match for the dark wizards who had come to capture her. They cast powerful spells that left her weak and defenseless, and before she knew it, she was surrounded by a circle of dark magic that she could not escape.
As she lay dying on the ground, Crystal knew that her gift would not die with her. She had passed it down to her niece, Onyx, who had shown to be the only one in the family that had the aptitude for divination and prophecy. Crystal had always hoped that her gift would be used for good, to help others and make the world a better place.
Karma was devastated by her Sister's death, but she was determined to carry on her legacy. She spent countless hours Figuring out who the next person will be. Onyx.
As she grew older, And the child was born she knew that it was going to be a matter of time before the family prophecy was to be fulfilled. She and her husband would die and Onyx would pursue her magic abilities.
However, Onyx's gift also brought danger. She could be pursued by wizards such as the ones who got her sister. Even in death she must make sure her daughter is safe.
Despite the dangers that came with her gift, Her mother and Onyx were grateful for the legacy that her aunt had left her. She knew that her gift was a powerful tool that could be used to make a difference in the world, and she was determined to use it for good for as long as she lived.
15 years have passed, Crystal is remembered but Onyx is 11 years old and is in hogwarts. Maybe she will have a better chance at getting on with her life. Maybe he will fare better than Crystal but for now the journey she takes. That was the story of crystal and about our family prophecy.
Onyx's mother had died with her father just to clarify but instead of letting onyx die with them she eventually used the last of her magic to save onyx and so did her father. They were dead at the hospital whilst onyx lived on to be the next holder of her family's seer power.
I hope THIS made better sense then the last one.
Dark Magic Cult Explanation:
In the wizarding world of Hogwarts, there existed a group of wizards who had been shunned by the rest of the wizarding world for their use of dark magic. They had been cast out of society and forced to live in the shadows, but they refused to be silenced. They banded together and formed a clan, a group of like-minded individuals who believed in the power of the dark arts.
The group was bad they reminded them of past horror's so they initially made them leave. Though things did happen then doesn't mean they could not happen again that's why their magic and them where shunned by everyone but that did not mean they left hogwarts till later.
At the center of their clan was a young woman named Crystal. She possessed the gift of foresight, a rare ability that allowed her to see glimpses of the future. The clan saw in her a valuable asset, and they sought to recruit her into their ranks.
At first, Crystal was hesitant. She had always been taught that the use of dark magic was dangerous and could lead to dire consequences. But the clan was persistent, and they promised her power and acceptance if she joined them.
Crystal eventually gave in to their persuasion and joined the clan. She was fascinated by their knowledge of the dark arts and the power they wielded. The clan welcomed her with open arms, and she quickly became an integral part of their group.
But as time went on, Crystal began to realize the true nature of the clan. They were willing to do anything to gain more power and control, even if it meant sacrificing innocent lives. Crystal began to have doubts about her decision to join the clan, but she felt trapped and unable to leave.
The clan saw in Crystal a unique opportunity to increase their power even further. They began to experiment with her seer powers, trying to understand how they worked and how they could harness them for their own purposes.
At first, the experiments were harmless, but they quickly escalated into something much more dangerous. The clan pushed Crystal to her limits, trying to extract as much power from her as possible. They did not realise the power was not extractable so hurting her to get what they wanted, putting her in spells was not going to help them.But they didn't realize that fact about her powers, and they pushed her too far.
Crystal's body couldn't handle the strain, and she passed away from the stress of the experiments. The clan was devastated by her death, but they knew that they had gone too far. They realized the true cost of their pursuit of power and the dangers of dabbling in dark magic.
The clan disbanded, with each member going their separate ways. Some sought redemption for their actions, while others continued to pursue their dark arts in secret. But they all carried the weight of Crystal's death with them, a reminder of the dangers of blindly following a group without considering the moral implications of their actions.
In the aftermath of Crystal's death, the family began to take a closer look at the dangers of dark magic. They realized that the pursuit of power and control could lead to disastrous consequences, and they began to take steps to prevent another tragedy like Crystal's from occurring.
Crystal's legacy lived on, a reminder of the fragility of life and the consequences of blindly following a group without considering the moral implications of their actions. The family hoped that other people learned from her tragic death, and they vowed to never let the pursuit of power blind them to the true cost of their actions.
Aftermath:
Karma had always known that her sister Crystal was special. She possessed a gift that few others had, the ability to see glimpses of the future. But when Crystal passed away, Karma was left with a sense of unease. She didn't know how her sister had died, but she knew that it had something to do with her powers.
Karma had been afraid of magic after that happened. She had seen firsthand the dangers that it could bring, and she didn't want to expose her child to that kind of risk. But as her daughter grew older, she began to show signs of magical ability. Karma knew that she couldn't keep her daughter from her true nature forever, but she didn't know how to help her without exposing her to the dangers of magic. Though lin did a good job it was going to happen one way or another.
WORD COUNT-1476/500 words 10,000/2,352 characters(At least)
STATUS: Pending, Opeila 21/06
1) Your explanation reads like you are trying to write a story relevant for all of the wizarding world. There is not really a way for us to accommodate that. Crystal and her cult were not the center of the attention of the wizarding world, not even for a short span of time.
2) How were they cast out by society? What forced them to live in the shadows? Did they commit crimes? In that case they wouldn't be forced to live in the shadows but in Azkaban.
3) What you wrote reads like they committed murder. Why? How is that giving them power?
4) Seer powers cannot be extracted. They are nothing that can be taken from a person and used.
5) I will need more detail regarding the experiments. What were they? Right now I just have "they extracted her seer powers" (Which I already commented on- they didn't) and "they killed her". How?
6)You realize that Voldemort was not that long ago? The wizarding world knows the dangers of dark magic. And again, no, Crystal's tragedy is not known worldwide.In the aftermath of Crystal's death, the wizarding world began to take a closer look at the dangers of dark magic. They realized that the pursuit of power and control could lead to disastrous consequences, and they began to take steps to prevent another tragedy like Crystal's from occurring.
7) Why exactly is Onyx at risk to be taken by the same people? After this, they would not be walking free.I am putting this application on hold. A lot of this overlaps with Onyx' backstory and I don't need to post every mod not in both places. Once the backstory is sorted, I will continue here.
-Opeila, 02/07This is now reopened. Onyx has 30 days from now to edit her application.
-Opeila, 25/08STATUS: Closed, Opeila 05/10
No edits were made in 30 days.
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"After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure."
- Albus Dumbledore
DO NOT POST HERE: Application for Magical Races/Talents and Special Abilities
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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Calming Presence
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it):
Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Calming Presence
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it):
Reducio
Reyna had always been a kind, calm and polite girl. At a very young age, people used to comment about how polite, calm and kind she was. Being very young at the time, Reyna never noticed a thing.
But one day, when she was 7, a very important person from the Ministry where her mom worked came over to their house. Her mother begged her to be kind and polite and make a good impression on this very important person. Reyna tried her best but she was young so people wouldn't expect her to be so polite. But it was on that day, that the comments of how calm and collected she was started to come. This important person commented many times on how calm and polite she was. Her mother had been so proud of her but no one thought of this incident much more.
Then again when she was 8, her father was having a breakdown in his office because he had so much work. As soon as Reyna stepped in, her father began to calm down and not stress out as much. Her father was quite thankful for this as what he was working on had been really important.
Then, her friend Hazel and her tutors started calling her calm. “How are you so calm about this test?” the tutors would say.
“How can you not be angry at a time like this?” Hazel her friend would say.
A lot of people started to comment about how being around her made them feel calm. After about a month of this happening, Reyna started to question all of this.
This was the first time that Reyna actually started to think more about this. She began to ask questions. Was this normal? Or was it rare? Was she special? Was this magic? Piles and piles of questions began to form in her head and so she finally decided to ask her parents. She first asked her mother who told her that it could be that something about her made others feel calm. Then she asked her father who told her the same thing.
Reyna was happy about this because she always liked being calm and helpful. She loved helping others but others didn't always like her as much. Being calm, collected, polite and kind was just part of her nature. This was why many people thought that she would be sorted into Hufflepuff.
When she was 8, almost 9 she had her first instance of magic. She wondered if this was connected to magic. She also wondered whether others had this same ability.
Word Count: 434/400
But one day, when she was 7, a very important person from the Ministry where her mom worked came over to their house. Her mother begged her to be kind and polite and make a good impression on this very important person. Reyna tried her best but she was young so people wouldn't expect her to be so polite. But it was on that day, that the comments of how calm and collected she was started to come. This important person commented many times on how calm and polite she was. Her mother had been so proud of her but no one thought of this incident much more.
Then again when she was 8, her father was having a breakdown in his office because he had so much work. As soon as Reyna stepped in, her father began to calm down and not stress out as much. Her father was quite thankful for this as what he was working on had been really important.
Then, her friend Hazel and her tutors started calling her calm. “How are you so calm about this test?” the tutors would say.
“How can you not be angry at a time like this?” Hazel her friend would say.
A lot of people started to comment about how being around her made them feel calm. After about a month of this happening, Reyna started to question all of this.
This was the first time that Reyna actually started to think more about this. She began to ask questions. Was this normal? Or was it rare? Was she special? Was this magic? Piles and piles of questions began to form in her head and so she finally decided to ask her parents. She first asked her mother who told her that it could be that something about her made others feel calm. Then she asked her father who told her the same thing.
Reyna was happy about this because she always liked being calm and helpful. She loved helping others but others didn't always like her as much. Being calm, collected, polite and kind was just part of her nature. This was why many people thought that she would be sorted into Hufflepuff.
When she was 8, almost 9 she had her first instance of magic. She wondered if this was connected to magic. She also wondered whether others had this same ability.
Word Count: 434/400
STATUS: Approved, Opeila 14/06
Well put! Just for clarity, Calming Presence is not magical in any way though.
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Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Metamorphosis
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it):
IF YOU ARE APPLYING FOR A SPECIAL RACE OR TALENT:
Stats:
Stamina: 5
Evasion: 5
Strength: 7
Wisdom: 3
ArcPower: 3
Accuracy: 7
Name of Ability or Race/Talent that you Are Applying for: Metamorphosis
Describe why this fits your character (not why you the player want it):
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Sage’s mother was a metamorphosis. Autumn recognized Sage’s talent as she aged. Autumn was so proud of her and recorded all of the things that Sage was able to do with her talent, every inch she changed, every little thing. Sage was mostly able to change her eye color to colors like green or blue before turning them back to brown and the length of her hair. After Autumn died, Christopher pretended not to notice the changes Sage went through as a child that were related to being a metamorphosis because he had turned his back on magic and did not want to recognize that his daughter might be a metamorphosis. He never gave Sage the journals her mother wrote when she was little because he didn’t want Sage to find out about metamorphosis. Sage noticed the changes but never thought to consider they were Magic related until she met Cassie. Sage told Cassie about what she was experiencing and Cassie immediately confirmed that Sage was in fact a metamorphosis just like her mother. Cassie convinced Christopher to give her the journals and she looked through them and told Sage about what her mother wrote. Sage was really happy to hear about having the talent her mother did and asked Cassie to tell her everything about being a metamorphosis. Cassie explained ever little detail until Sage knew everything about being a metamorphosis.
“Sage,” Cassie said to her step daughter one warm morning when Sage was eight.
“Yes, Cassie?” Sage responded.
“Do you remember how you asked me about being a metamorphosis? Well, I was able to find some things from when you were a kid about being a metamorphosis,” Cassie explained to Sage. Cassie left the idea of being a metamorphosis sink in to Sage’s mind.
“So, I am really a metamorphosis? You’re not lying?” Sage asked, desperate to know if she had that connection to her mother.
“Yes, Sage.” Sage smiled widely at her step mother.
“Do you think I could try to do something right now?” asked Sage. Cassie shrugged.
“Sure, why not give it a try.” Sage nodded and closed her eyes tightly. She opened her eyes and noticed her hair was a bit longer. Sage smiled up at Cassie who looked just as happy to see what Sage was able to do.
“I am so proud of you, Sage. You should be very proud,” Cassie said. Sage nodded and played with strands of her longer hair. She really was a metamorphosis. She really was more like her mom than she thought.
“Will you teach me more about being a metamorphosis?” asked Sage, instantly feeling the need to learn more about her newly discovered talent.
“Well, Sage,” began Cassie. “Your very first signs of your talent showed when you were young. After your mom died you still showed skills, strong skills, of being a metamorphosis. I have no doubt you’ll be a very talent metamorphosis once you learn more about the talent,” explained Cassie. “I will teach you more later, but first, let’s eat something quickly.”
“Good idea, Cassie. After that, can you teach me some more?” asked Sage. Cassie threw back her head and laughed.
“Of course, Sage. Anything for you. Plus, I think it is very important for you to learn as much about both magic, magical races, and magic abilities, like your own talent. I don’t want you to end up at Hogwarts not knowing a thing about your own talent!” Cassie said. Word count: 579/500
“Sage,” Cassie said to her step daughter one warm morning when Sage was eight.
“Yes, Cassie?” Sage responded.
“Do you remember how you asked me about being a metamorphosis? Well, I was able to find some things from when you were a kid about being a metamorphosis,” Cassie explained to Sage. Cassie left the idea of being a metamorphosis sink in to Sage’s mind.
“So, I am really a metamorphosis? You’re not lying?” Sage asked, desperate to know if she had that connection to her mother.
“Yes, Sage.” Sage smiled widely at her step mother.
“Do you think I could try to do something right now?” asked Sage. Cassie shrugged.
“Sure, why not give it a try.” Sage nodded and closed her eyes tightly. She opened her eyes and noticed her hair was a bit longer. Sage smiled up at Cassie who looked just as happy to see what Sage was able to do.
“I am so proud of you, Sage. You should be very proud,” Cassie said. Sage nodded and played with strands of her longer hair. She really was a metamorphosis. She really was more like her mom than she thought.
“Will you teach me more about being a metamorphosis?” asked Sage, instantly feeling the need to learn more about her newly discovered talent.
“Well, Sage,” began Cassie. “Your very first signs of your talent showed when you were young. After your mom died you still showed skills, strong skills, of being a metamorphosis. I have no doubt you’ll be a very talent metamorphosis once you learn more about the talent,” explained Cassie. “I will teach you more later, but first, let’s eat something quickly.”
“Good idea, Cassie. After that, can you teach me some more?” asked Sage. Cassie threw back her head and laughed.
“Of course, Sage. Anything for you. Plus, I think it is very important for you to learn as much about both magic, magical races, and magic abilities, like your own talent. I don’t want you to end up at Hogwarts not knowing a thing about your own talent!” Cassie said. Word count: 579/500
IF YOU ARE APPLYING FOR A SPECIAL RACE OR TALENT:
Stats:
Stamina: 5
Evasion: 5
Strength: 7
Wisdom: 3
ArcPower: 3
Accuracy: 7
Status: Pending, Beatrice, 17 June
-Sages mother would not be able to tell at birth if her daughter is a metamorphagus since they are human and the talent manifests as the child ages. Please edit this.
-Please explain more about these changes. What were they? What was changed?
-Why didn't Sages father notice these changes and why didn't he want to tell Sage about being a metamorphagus?
Status: Approved, Bea, June 22
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