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Gender: Male (He/Him pronouns)

Age: 15

Species: Human

Allegiance + Religion: This person's faith in the four kingdoms' ability to provide safety and suitable living conditions is completely depleted, with an approval rating of approximately 0%; is also pro-anarchy. Currently atheistic.

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Personality: Arioch exudes a positive and amicable demeanor, which belies his exceptional skills and knowledge for someone of his youth. Despite his seemingly innocent outlook and a penchant for preaching about whimsical creatures with magical powers, Arioch harbors a deeply analytical nature, often observing people with an intense scrutiny, even resorting to stalking to glean more about them. Lacking proper education, Arioch remains naive and inexperienced, and this, coupled with his intense scrutiny, often creates distance between him and others, who find it difficult to trust him. Nevertheless, Arioch strives to maintain a friendly facade, and he seeks to form connections with others, even though few individuals are willing to remain close to him.

Personality Type: No.

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Description:
[]Height: 153 cm / ~5 ft
[]Weight: 46 kg / ~101 pounds
[]Skin Tone: Pale; slightly tanned
[]Hair Style: Short, messily cut
[]Hair Colour: Light beige
[]Eye Colour: Dark crimson
[]Clothes: Arioch's outfit is centered around a green hoodie with a large frog design on the front. The hoodie is made of soft, plush material that provides a cozy and comfortable feel. The frog's large eyes are embroidered with shimmering thread, giving the design a playful and whimsical touch.

Underneath the hoodie, he wears a crisp white shirt with long sleeves that are folded neatly at the cuffs. His dark green pants are fitted and made of a durable material, allowing him ease of movement during his work. His dark brown leather boots are sturdy and laced tightly. However, upon closer inspection, one might notice faint blood spatters on various areas of his clothing.
[]Accessories: A scabbard with many vials of poisons and chemicals hanging from it, and containing a light metal rapier and a pistol crossbow, is attached to Arioch's hoodie.
[]Other: Arioch's rapier and pistol crossbow is imbued with Chemical magic, allowing it to start fires when directed to.
(only the crossbow itself is affected, not the crossbow bolts)

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Magic Affinities: 0 (+0)

Magic Content: 0

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History: Arioch was born into a family shrouded in mystery, and he spent much of his childhood poring over ancient texts in libraries. At the age of twelve, he developed an interest in science and chemicals, sparked by an obscure manuscript written hundreds of years ago. The manuscript had been a family heirloom for generations, and Arioch became determined to decipher its secrets.

A tragic turn of events saw his parents disappear, leaving Arioch to take on their job as executioner. It was only by chance that he finally decrypted the manuscript, after hearing a criminal's final words.

From that moment on, Arioch devoted his life to exploring the secrets of science and chemicals, and he became known as a master of poisons and potions. However, his thirst for knowledge led him down a dark path, and he eventually took on the job of an assassin. Not much is known about his whereabouts or activities since then, but rumors persist that he is responsible for the disappearances of several notable figures.

Sexuality: Homosexual

Voice Claim: uh i'll have to figure this out later (never)

Name: Eden Aconitum

Gender: Demiboy (He/Him/They/Them)

Age: 16 (although he claims to be 14)

Birthday: 13th December

Talent: Ultimate Reverist

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Personality: Eden presents themself as an innocent, bashful little kid that really wants you to like them and give them headpants, and his childish appearance and voice would suggest so, but deep down, they are much different that they claim to be. Eden is a quiet and blunt person that secretly judges everyone he sees, and will not hesitate to use any information you give them against you. They are also a materialistic person that judges based on looks, and undoubtedly smarter than they look. Although, surely someone sooo adorable wouldn't be such a manipulative person, right?

He also really hates going outside.

Personality Type: yes

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Description: picrew (danganpicrew)
[]Height: 152 cm (~4'12")
[]Weight: 38 kg

Eden has soft, fluffy dark brown hair, sparkling blue eyes, and pale skin. He usually wears an oversized gray sweater above a regular long-sleeved t-shirt, plus a zipped black jacket over their sweater. They also wear a pair of short white denim shorts, along with black-and-white calf-length socks and a pair of black sneakers. Additionally, he also wears a beige bow-shaped hairclip in his hair.

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History: One might say Eden is a person that lives in the past, with their obsession with reminiscing past memories and looking like a little kid and all that, but they weren't always like this. Like every mentally not okay person, he started out normal - fun, outgoing, friendly, and all around a nice person. Or rather, unexposed to the situation his family was in, at least.

Their parents stopped caring while Eden was around 13, leaving them and their siblings to take care of themselves while they seemingly vanished. The first few days were fine, he was still able to live like he used to, but over time he began to long for the past. They wanted to be happy like they used to be, and soon began to practice having reveries and lucid dreaming. It started out as a way to destress himself, but quickly spiraled into dependence on them to stay sane and happy.

After all, the past is eternal and unchanging, is it not? (horatia begs to differ)

Sexuality: Homoromantic Asexual

Voice Claim: Tori Himemiya (Ensemble Stars!!)

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Secret:

“Nothingness is the end, the end to sadness and suffering.
Fear not of nothingness, for in nothingness lies salvation.”


Contrary to what Eden claims, or perhaps what you would assume at first glance, Eden's appearance is not actually truly their natural appearance. He spends most of his time at the safety and comfort of his home, carefully maintaining and keeping up his childlike appearance with various beauty products and carefully-crafted diets. Not to mention the many drugs and medicines they take as well (well, not illegal ones, but still). Along with that, they have also undergone many cosmetic surgeries, with many of them possibly having an irreversible effect on them (so he'll look like a child forever).

One might wonder how Eden manages to fund what he does despite not even being an adult or having any apparent source of income. Well, to put it simply, they sell...inappropriate images of themselves to strangers on the internet at a ridiculous price while remaining anonymous. Let's just say that he's pretty secretive about this.

Oh, and he's terrified of change and growing up if you couldn't already tell. And they're especially scared of dying.

Name: Horatia Arborea

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Age: 16 (pretend she's also 16 in blood and water idk)

Birthday: 7th September

Talent: Ultimate Imitative Artist (which is just a fancy way of saying art forger)

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Personality: Unlike her (far) future self, Horatia is more level-headed and sane, with more passion and empathy for others and most importantly an attention span longer than three seconds. Although she has the title of Ultimate Imitative Artist, she rather despises the time and effort that she has to put into each of her replications, and dislikes creating art in general, although she does have a keen eye for it and can appreciate it at times. She prefers to learn and obsess about the past, with a particular interest in royalty.

Horatia dreams of time travel, often fantasizing about travelling back in time to meet various important figures and experience life in a bygone era. She also greatly dislikes her last name, Arborea, finding it dumb and silly, and constantly considers changing it to something she likes better (like Aionios :P).

Personality Type: yes

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Description: picrew
[]Height: 163 cm (~5'4")
[]Weight: 53 kg

Horatia has long, wavy blonde hair, amber eyes, and a relatively tanned skin tone, along with mild freckles. Her slate-grey dress is incredibly elaborate, with intricate lacework covering the bodice and skirt, colorful jewel embroidery creating vague shapes of different flowers, as well as lighter gray highlights. She wears a black hairband and white earrings, along with long white gloves and boots to complement the dress as well.

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History: Horatia comes from a family of artists renowned, but not exactly famous, for their artistic talent. At a young age, Horatia and her sisters were constantly exposed to the arts, because that was how their family thought they would make their children interested in art. And because it worked for the past few generations.

Though she expressed no interest in creating original artworks, she was undoubtedly very talented in mimicking them. And so she was basically forced to replicate her parents' artworks every day, until one day she was scouted by some famous art school that I have no idea what to name. She was obviously very excited at the prospect of never having to replicate her parents' ugly art (they weren't that ugly) and went to attend there as soon as possible.

After a few more years of learning stuff she didn't give a f*ck about, Horatia discovered the silver key that unlocked her passion - ✨ time travel ✨, and started being obsessed over history like a lot. And then she got invited to attend Hope's Peak because I kinda ran out of ideas for her backstory.

Sexuality: Omniromantic Fraysexual

Voice Claim: whatever she had for blood and water

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Secret:

“From error to error, one discovers the entire truth.”


Because of her future self's time travelling shenanigans, Horatia is perpetually stuck in a time loop, and may disintegrate into nothingness due to a time paradox at absolutely any point in time. At first, she hadn't noticed anything different when she was first affected, only vague feelings of déjà vu when doing specific things, but as time passed she began to notice that everything she did eventually reverted to a state where she had never done that thing. Broken glass reformed into windows, and wounds vanished as if they had never existed in the first place.

Although being a fanatic about anything time and history related, she actually has no idea what the hell is causing this, only that each time she (or someone else) points it out, she seems to feel more...nonexistent. Horatia believes that eventually the feeling of nonexistence will become a reality, and she will cease to exist, and as such she attempts to hide it as much as possible.