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The following characters are free to roleplay!

Due to expired reservations:

Bang Yongguk from B.A.P;

Krystal from F(x).

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can i ask who your sidebar gif is of?

It’s Ga-In! From the Tinkerbell unseen cut, I believe.

-Admin Hansol.

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BAEKHYUN is on hiatus till the 30th of July

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Meet U is a newly opened dating site for idols who can't find love outside of the entertainment world. Join Meet U and get paired up with someone who might be the perfect person for you!

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All the beautiful people in one place. What more could you ask for? This is a general roleplay for ulzzangs and models only, striving to provide members with a mature, yet fun and friendly atmosphere!

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The following characters are free to roleplay!

Due to expired reservations:

Sojin from Girl's Day;

D.O. from EXO.

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[Krystal] from f(x) is reserved until July 18th!

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[Bang Yongguk] from B.A.P is reserved until July 17th!

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Welcome to gotham-krp, based on the arkham series! the batman is dead, and a clown king has been crowned. not only has this stirred chaos and destruction amongst the gangs of Gotham City, but it's begun to tear apart the lives of ordinary citizens as well. Will you take the position of a gang thug, or a masked hero stepping up for your fallen knight? The choice is yours! 

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This is the atelier, home of the free thinkers and the creatively-inclined. within these beautiful walls we call home, you will find artists, singers, dancers, designers, writers, poets; the lovers of art, expression and sensuality. Here is the home of the insatiable, the seductive and the most avid of pleasure seekers.

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Nythia, the Land of Sunshine

A peaceful kingdom where once, humans and magical beings alike lived in harmony.

Until The Witch cursed the baby prince and every being with the gift of witchcraft were banished from the land. There has been no sign of The Witch ever since, but commoners speak of an upcoming revolution.

Whose side are you on?

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Please follow and welcome Luciole’s newest fire fairy!

Name: Ryu Kai

Age: 20

Fairy Type: Fire ;

During formative years he left scorch marks everywhere he laid his palms, black marks in the shape of his hands decorating the slums in which he dwelled like rebellious reminders of existence. From it; a fear to touch since the day he grasped that tiny girl’s wrist and branded her with his life, scar coiled around her skin – he whispered thanks for his family of fire fairies, and least he could still hold the hand of his mother without fearing that her flesh would pucker in angry, inflamed red. Still, he had never burned down buildings. His ability manifests in flares curling alongside the moors of his hands, miniature fires of reds and blues flickering before he inhales them back into the pores. They were fierce conflagrations waiting to devour something, but he could always will them into submission with some coaxing, and today he leaves no stray handprints, only sparks them into existence for practical reasons, hands a strike-anywhere match.

Perhaps for the better – Kai had tried to subjugate larger fires, to bend and possess them as he’s seen fairies of the infernos do, as if controlling the element was a perpetual battle between two paroxysmal forces. But never had he been successful, guiding the flames even in contained spaces is discovered with excessive resistance and difficulty, so he develops an aversion to using the element frivolously, keeps his meddling hands in ovens and furnaces and doesn’t stray from the familiar cauldrons of domesticated fire. Effort is focused elsewhere, and although he may not be able to persuade the fires to twist and bend (a snake charmer he is not) it’s adjusting the temperature of the gas that he’s proficient in, though they are never as cold as his sister’s spirals of greens and purples, with concentration those ionized plasmas can be evaporated to gentle temperatures down to 120 °C.

In other words, he never burns a pie.

And while he may have domain over temperature manipulation, even adept in adjusting the intensity of his body heat, aura reading is beyond his capabilities and understanding. Not unlike the majority of Eastern fairies he knows little about the technique and wings are only visible upon vigorous focus. Kai has absolutely no interest in developing any skill for the practice and rarely attempts to perceive wings at all, but in exchange his elemental abilities naturally benefit, for the sake of tamed fires. 

Occupation: Owner of the Bakery Aeternis Ignibus ; Baker, Piemaker & Mad Culinary Scientist 

Providence of Origin: Eastern

Brief History: [ read more ]

Personality:

Reserved, they begin with this; further uttering words akin to eerie, eccentric, a procession of evolving adjectives until those that attempted writing these summarize shrug their shoulders, essentially speechless.

It’s possible that his personality had been malformed, disproportionately peculiar, and he had once checked to see if his brain had truly formed within the heels of his feet after the flippant comment of a former coworker. No such luck, certainly it was his skull that cradled the hub of memory and fragmentary headaches. Throughout his youth Kai recognized his record for social failure; he never could look people in the eye (thus, frequently making him the alleged liar), he never managed to nurture lasting friendships (you’re obsessed with me – heard this one too often, but how else is he to express his care?), is too obstinate and intolerant (he grew to loath teasing, then treated it with apathy. why people insult one another, he will never know), laughed too loud, spoke wrongly, is too passionate.

But they’re mistaken, wrong about him. He’s not quiet, his silence is consequence of the past, their vexation and disinterest, because he can talk for hours, though often enough it will be repetitious; the same subjects on repeat reworked in minor ways, but his eyes can be glossed in enlivened brilliance that is neither lonely nor sad.

Eventually he abandoned these attempts at connecting. He couldn’t comprehend the rules, couldn’t understand other people, preferred what had been claimed as fixations and thus is now often perceived as a workhorse inundated by perfectionism and tunnel vision. Infamous for possessing the disposition of a recluse, the majority of Kai’s time is spent in the kitchen of the bakery he runs with his sister, cursed with psychosomatic leeches that manifest underneath his skin if he can’t get a loaf of bread or pie exactly how he envisioned it – or better. He’s an inventor married to his work, fanatical of limited interests to the point of neglecting sleep and food due to simply forgetting these basic needs and it’s as if when consumed in such an exhilarating project the entire word melts away, disappears from him until all there’s left is his hands, and tangible ideas. 

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Please follow and welcome Luciole’s newest air fairy!

Name/Alias: Woo Jiseok

Age: 24

Fairy Type: Jiseok is an air fairy. Due to being born and bred in the cold north where it was always too cold to fly Jiseok lacks the basic skill to do so. Ever since he arrived in Luciole he has been attempting to master this particular skill, but it has resulted in several crashes. He is unable to keep his balance in the air or to hold himself up for longer than a minute or two at most.

Instead, Jiseok’s forte is controlling the flow of air. He started out as being able to create gusts of wind to play tricks on people but over the years he has taught himself to control strong gales and on good days —combined with a lot of focus— even stormwinds though he is reluctant to create these in such a crowded area such as Luciole.

Being from the North, Jiseok’s capability between elemental and aura abilities are split though he himself tends to favor his elemental abilities, thus his capability for anything related to auras goes mostly neglected. Though whenever he takes a moment to focus properly he is able to see wings and the vague beginnings of auras but due to lack of interest he rarely does so.

Occupation: Whatever work there is be found.

Providence of Origin: Northern

Brief History: Born to two loving parents, Woo Jiseok spent most of his formative years in relative happiness. His parents were farmers, but while poor, they certainly weren’t unhappy, for they were blessed with not one, but two sons. Jiseok caused trouble within the village from a young age, playing pranks and tricking people to entertain himself, often aided by his power to create breezes, though they rarely were harmful. He spent his days either playing in the village and keeping an eye on his younger brother Jiho, or —once old enough— helping out on the fields. Here is where his powers failed him and Jiseok did a lot of physical labor.

For the first half of his life he was content to live like this. But all of it changed once a caravan of travelling merchants reached his little village and stayed in the local inn during a snowstorm. Jiseok, age sixteen and infinitely curious, had snuck in and ended up listening to their stories of faraway places rather than trying to obtain alcohol. He proceeded to do this the following nights as well, until one of the merchants let know that it was time for them to take their leave now the weather had cleared up a bit and the roads seemed to be available again. He took his chance and approached the merchants, asking about one particular city that had been the backdrop for many of their stories; Luciole.

They left the next morning, but with their stories they had unknowingly planted seeds of discontent in the young fairy’s heart. Had he been content to help his parents out on the fields before, now he wondered if there wasn’t something bigger in store for him. Yet, he was reluctant to approach his parents about the possibility of leaving, unsure whether or not they could sustain themselves once he left. It was near his eighteenth birthday that he finally had gathered enough courage to talk to his parents about it.

Jiseok had been a fool; they had long since realized their eldest son’s desire to leave and had even anticipated it. And so it happened that shortly after his eighteenth birthday, Woo Jiseok set out to travel to Luciole to find his fortune there.

But Jiseok’s story does not end there. He arrived in the city after weeks of travel, but once there he realized that the skills he’d gained working on the fields was not applicable here, and he was certainly not the only air fairy. It didn’t take long for him to become disillusioned; the grand city was not as grand as he’d imagined, but sheer stubbornness made him refuse to give up and return.

He started to work odd jobs in order to make some money. It was then when he started noticing the unrest; he heard stories about stubborn cities in the West refusing to trade with the Eastern part of the kingdom and obstinate people from the South. Most of all, he heard about this so-called Rebellion and eventually Jiseok started to wonder if maybe there wasn’t a bigger fish to fry in this city after all.

Personality:

One of the first things one might notice about this air fairy could be his eyes, sparkling with barely contained mischief. He enjoys pranking and teasing his friends, and has always, though all in good fun and never with the intention to hurt. In fact, Jiseok is fiercely protective over his loved ones and those who bother them or outright hurt them can expect to be blasted away with a strong gust of wind.

Other than that Jiseok refuses to give up just because things aren’t looking too good.Air fairy he may be, he knows how to hold his ground. He wants to be someone, do something, to make a change somehow through whatever means he can. He sometimes feels like he’s meant for something bigger than a village boy from the north, which drove him to come to the neutral city in the first place. Jiseok wants to do what he considers to be the right thing and is very firm in his beliefs, what sometimes might cause him to clash with others. He refuses to admit he’s wrong and will argue until he has no other choice than to concede. These traits might cause some to call him foolish or stubborn, but Jiseok just prefers to call himself passionate.

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[Woo Jiseok] from SPEED is reserved until the 14th of July!

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Please follow and welcome Luciole’s newest air fairy!

Name/Alias: byun baekhyun 

Age: twenty one

Fairy Type: 

as a fairy of the air, baekhyun is naturally gifted with flight and it comes the easiest to him compared to manipulating breezes or wind currents like others of his element.  while this might not be an exceptional feat considering, he’s exceptionally bright at flying and is most often seen levitating off the floor using his abilities rather than using his feet to walk.  he has amazing stamina when it comes down to it, and often can fly faster, longer, and higher than most.  flying is his favourite feeling in the world and it’s truly when he looks the happiest.  however, it’s important to know this is the only aspect of his elemental powers that he has complete control over.  while there are times with intense concentration that he can attempt control at a soft breeze, it often leads to disastrous results so he doesn’t usually bother with it.

his powers regarding winds and breezes are unfortunately highly temperamental — in most scenarios they lie dormant and he would probably forget what he can do if it wasn’t for his ability of flight.  but in times of great distress or even at random, fierce winds will surround baekhyun and could either harm his surroundings or even himself.  this is also a likely occurrence when he attempts to manipulate the winds when he has no aptitude for it.  thankfully though, the at random occurrences are very rare considering baekhyun is far more proficient with his aura reading abilities and doesn’t often attempt to fiddle around with the winds simply because he doesn’t need to or wish to.  but when they do occur, they are not weak by a long shot — in fact, they’re too fierce for him to control or even to attempt to learn to do so.  

given his personality, his quirks, and the territory he was born to, baekhyun discovered his affinity for reading auras fairly early in his development.  truthfully, his aura reading abilities far outweigh that of his elemental prowess considering he can only handle flight with any ease.  the fact that he doesn’t speak likely allows him to concentrate more, observe others, and fall into a sense of quiet zen easier than most — perhaps it’s why he chose the path of a healer, because he can see the pain and the happiness surrounding others so easily.  

Occupation: healer.

Providence of Origin: western.

Brief History:  hear no evil.  stories don’t always begin with ’ once upon a time’, and chances are, they won’t end with ’ happily ever after’ either.  baekhyun’s beginning was very much the same — it didn’t come with the magic of flower petals and parents who loved him with all their hearts, or sweet cherubs singing the coming of a son.  in fact, if you were to ask his father, baekhyun was born at the wrong time with scorn in his voice and judgment in his eyes.  a major influence behind the movement of rebellion, baekhyun’s father was a mastermind who felt like the birth of his firstborn was more of a nuisance than a treasure.  baekhyun grew older feeling the scorn of his father and — in an effort to appease him — would always stay out of the way.  out of sight, out of mind.  

his mother, on the other hand, would hold her tongue if she was asked her opinion on the birth of her son.  even though she was silent, the love in her eyes would shine through and baekhyun grew infinitely more fond of her, would always cling to the hems of her dresses or crawl into her lap whenever his father wasn’t around.  they spoke in whispered stories and laughs like the air they were born of.  times that he spent with his mother were bliss — they’d almost make him forget the strange anxiety that bubbled in his stomach whenever his father was around, the way he’d fall silent when the man spoke in harsh tongues and spiteful gazes.  baekhyun was just a child.

his mother whispered that he couldn’t help being born.

see no evil.  baekhyun couldn’t help but grow.

he only felt safe around the presence of his mother, the only person he’d whisper his feelings of elation whenever his feet would leave the floor or the pretty colours he saw wrapping his mother when she was happy, the dark ones that plagued her when she was sad.  she told him that he was a caring boy, told him tall tales about little princes who were kind enough to see feelings that wrapped people up in happiness or sadness.  little princes that would save their people from the gray of loneliness.  she’d whisper that baekhyun was a prince saving her from her gray.  he couldn’t help but smile at that, especially when he’d walk in a room and see a dark colour surrounding her only to change to a yellow and a smile with arms opened wide. 

at those moments, baekhyun really felt like a prince in disguise.

his father on the other hand always had a darker colour.  his mother said it was because of the work he did to save us all, but baekhyun thought that maybe he was just a bad man.  especially when he found out that baekhyun could read auras instead of manipulate the winds like he could, proud and strong.  his son is weak, his son is useless.  in moments like those, he really did feel that way.

but baekhyun grew to love looking at the yellows and the blues, the reds of love and the grays of pain.  his mother taught him lots of things, like how to stitch up a wound or to apply ointments to block out hefty pains.  he began to love the art of healing just as much as he loved flying, as much as he loved to see colour.

and unlike his father had first assumed — the power of his element wasn’t ‘useless’ at all.  just too unrefined, uncontrollable; a tornado waiting to strike at the most terrible of times.  and just like his father said before, baekhyun was born at the wrong time.  scorn in his eyes, hate in his heart.  his son could do nothing right by him, nothing at all —.  even what he wanted and baekhyun could give wasn’t enough to make his rebel father proud.

speak no evil.  he fell silent after that.  no longer did his mother’s attempts at comfort soothe him or bring him to words — baekhyun couldn’t even muster up the will to speak to her, let alone feel comfortable in the presence of his father.  when his mother’s aura stopped turning from grays to yellows when he was around, baekhyun knew it was his time to go.  the city of luciole was his destination; a kiss to his mother’s cheek on his way out and a note left scrawled in a pretty hand telling her where to find him if ever she felt a need.  he settled somewhere on the outskirts of the city where he became something of a local legend — the silent boy whose hands worked magic gold on the worst of wounds.

to this day, he still has not spoken a single word.

Personality: byun baekhyun is the slatted sunlight pouring in from the window’s blinds, the faint breeze on a hot summer’s day — barely noticed, barely present but always there to find some comfort in when you’re looking.  kindness surrounds him like the auras he sees.  he is gentle hands and gentler smiles, the mischief in sparkling eyes and maybe he’s beautiful, you think, until you realize he doesn’t speak.  he is silence, sliced off his own tongue at his own choice but still doesn’t choose the way of normalcy.  why? that’s your question.  then comes the disconnection; he’s strange, too strange — what kind of person doesn’t speak? he feels the judgment, he withdraws; it’s nothing new.  perhaps he’s a little too observant, perhaps he sees more than he should and that’s when the warmth of sunlight becomes the chaos of a tornado in the blink of an eye.  he hates himself, but he doesn’t mind the way he is.  a mess of contradiction; smiles and sadness, gentleness and chaos, the sun and the rain.  he can bring all of it to a room, or nothing.  

Extras: selective mutism usually begins in childhood, and is defined by a child’s inability to speak in either certain situations or to certain people.  it’s attributed to an anxiety disorder like social anxiety, a hearing or speech impediment, or inner self issues.  in other cases, it could also stem from some form of trauma which could render the child mute for a period of time.  contrary to popular belief a child will not grow out of it unless given the proper treatment.  in fact, the problem will more than likely become more severe as the child grows which could lead to depression or other severe anxiety related disorders. 

in baekhyun’s case, he has been left without a voice for years — he finds more comfort in his silence and feels a certain sense of dread if someone tries to goad him into speaking.  he much prefers speaking in writing or in body language, and it’s easy for him to communicate in these ways so long as the other person is willing to reciprocate.  while he does have a voice and still has the ability of speech, there has not been a situation that has arisen that ( he believes ) has warranted overcoming his fears.  truthfully, his problem as stated above has become quite severe as he’s withdrawn from attempting any sort of vocal communication completely — not to mention he’s fairly cut off from society by living away from the group. 

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Please follow and welcome Luciole’s newest earth fairy!

Name/Alias: Amber Liu

Age: 21

Fairy Type: Earth type, specialising in the acceleration of plant growth (mostly flowers). Instead of being able to have them sprout from nothing, Amber takes a seed and makes it grow much much faster than it would  naturally, shaping the illusion of a flower being created from thin air. For entertainment purposes (and because the ladies like it ;) ) she caries around a small pouch filled with an array of flower seeds, palming then like one might palm a coin and making a flower grow between her fingers.  Anything else that might fall under the prowess of an earth fairy is lost on her, she can;t as much as budge a grain of sand. 

Her perception of auras doesn’t reach beyond seeing wings, though she is also good at reading people. 

Occupation: Whatever she gets offered to do

Providence of Origin: Eastern Province.

Brief History: While she was born and raised in the Eastern territory, Amber walks the streets of the neutral city with the flair and swagger of someone who’d spent their childhood playing tag in the peasant gardens. 

With her affinity for plants and specifically flowers apparent from a young age her parent had always encouraged her to seek out the limitations and different sides of her ability. 

She was often found in the clearing amidst a collection of trees to few in number to be called a forrest, practicing and playing. 

The earth fairy had always been better at the decorative side of her ability, whilst the constructive side lay buried, never actually making it to the surface. As a child her pretty flower play was only encouraged but as she neared her teenage years her parents started to push for her to develop a more practical approach, like the extent of her mother’s ability to move and manipulate rocks. 

Needless to say all attempts ended fruitless, but usually colourful. She still fondly recalls an incident where she’d been told to move this..big clump of clay. However hard she tried, spending hours upon hours in front of it..she never managed to make it budge. All she was able to do was have a field’s worth of dandelions sprout up out of the fertile soil. 

Her sister, only a few years her senior had always been her friend and greatest confidant and when she left to see the world (and for better job prospects) it hit the young girl hard. At an impressionable age of fourteen Amber, instead of turning inward seeking solace in her flowers, headed out into town more and more. Socially she thrived, always kind and the one to keep conversations going, but if wasn’t long until her witty remarks and relaxed manner attracted the attention of kids of the less savoury type. Where before she would see causing a little trouble as simply a means to an end..her new friends taught her trouble in itself was an art form. Much like her artistry with flowers if didn’t take her long to become acquainted in and skilled at things as petty theft and minor vandalism. 

From there it was only a small step up to more serious crimes and before she knew it.. She was involved with a small scale gang. Still young, only sixteen, she proved herself valuable with her learnt martial arts but even more so with how she made people feel at ease, generally employed where negotiations were needed.

By now her flowers were simply reduced to an ice breaker. 

With her power being nothing more than decoration in the eyes of most, not really of much use in combat, the young brunette found herself needing to learn other skills and developed an affinity for knives. 

While there were definitely times the girl was in danger, the trouble she got in was mostly harmless and  while her parents had a vague idea what had her staying out late wasn’t completely innocent they’d mutually agreed on, that as long as she din’t hurt herself, it was nothing to interfere with. 

And physically she never really got hurt. Her heart was a different story entirely.  What started out as a summer romance quickly evolved and when the girl announced she had to go back home..Amber decided to run away from home and follow her. 

By now she was only 17 years of age, awfully naive.. and soon to be alone. Because when the earth fairy reached the neutral city..they didn’t last more than a day. 

Virtually and literally abandoned, Amber, too ashamed to turn back, decided to make the best of it, taking whatever jobs she had to. 

And that’s still how she lives, over four years later. 

Personality: Despite only having been living in the city for four years, Amber Liu has declared herself the unofficial leader of the unofficial, and more importantly nonexistent, City of Luciole Welcome Committee. 

She’s very friendly, easy going and most of all a complete dork. However, she is able to be serious when needed and will go to great lengths to defend her friends or otherwise fight injustice.

But yeah. She’s also a huge dork.  

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Please follow and welcome Luciole’s newest earth fairy!

Name/Alias: Jung Joonyoung Age: 25 Fairy Type: Earth

Joonyoung has nearly mastered his control over plant life. When he was younger, he came to the realization that the plants were really just an extension of himself. They could feel and, to an extent, they could speak to him. Plants, just like fairy seeds, need love to grow. He believes that his love for the greenery helps him to grow his plants as well as his control over his element. The plants that he grows are usually much stronger and healthier than those that grow naturally in the environment. When growing, he generally sings songs to the plants to coax them from the ground. He can grow plants out of nearly nothing, though larger plants do take longer.

When forced to defend himself, Joonyoung fights with vines that shoot from the ground. He doesn’t have the energy to actually physically fight well so he relies on the vines to do it. However, against fire fairies, he is all but useless.

Joonyoung has the ability to communicate with fairy seeds, both growing and stunted. He uses this ability so that parents can communicate with their children, though he does charge more for this than he does his medicine.

When it comes to anything made out of earth or rock, however, Joonyoung has nearly no ability to manipulate it. The lack of life in these things makes it hard for him to connect and ultimately he doesn’t care to try to improve this skill. It is not important to him or his profession, so he doesn’t bother.

Excelling in manipulating, growing and communicating with plants has caused his ability to read auras to be terrible, at best. He can see Auras if he concentrates hard enough, though usually even then he can only see it for a few seconds at most because his concentration always seems to waver.

Occupation: Healer

Providence of Origin: Northern Territory

Brief History: Here.

Personality: Here.

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