Character Creation Students

RedPtolemy said:
Name: Stella
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Power: Navigator
Power Explanation: Stella can project a holographic map of the solar system in a ring around her (see pic). She can enhance the hologram to view a map of any area within the known universe.
The map has a few useful applications:
1. It acts as a compass
2. It has a scale to measure large distances (accurate to the nearest 10 km)
3. It can plan a detailed path to get from point A to point B
4. The map is luminous, so it radiated dim light
5. It can track people's location**

**In order to put a trace on someone, they must first give verbal consent to having their location tracked, and Stella must know their name (first, last, middle, nickname, etc…).

The hologram is powered by a crystalline protrusion on her chest. If a powerful strike is delivered to this source, the map becomes disabled for 5 posts, and Stella is weakened significantly (although she is by no means strong to begin with).

Weapon: N/A
Rank: F
Club: Astronomy club
Pic:
(She doesn't have wings)
Stella has a few physical traits that distinguish her from humans:

Her skin is white-gray, akin to the colour of stone, and occasionally sparkles with glints of metal if light hits it at the right angle.

Crystals protrude from her chest, and where nails would normally be found (fingers/toes).

Her eyes are identical to pear cut sapphires, lacking both pupil and iris

Personality:

Stella possess a very straightforward mindset, yet her behaviour may come off as unprecedented or unpredictable due to conflicts in her past that fractured her cognitive plateau leaving it rigid and brittle. From the bottom of her heart, Stella bears no ill will, even to those who have wronged her, and would sooner harbour all the sins and guilt of all those around her than see someone brought to tears. Of course, her altruism is just as quick to land her in trouble because selfish people tend to take advantage of her naivety. Whether Stella is blind to this exploitation, or if she consciously bears through it, becomes an irrelevant detail. Even when others force their work and expectations upon Stella, she would never speak out when they take credit for her efforts. In fact, she will rarely ever claim her duly earned credit, but that is more a display of her humbleness and shyness than her other traits. It is this same shyness that discourages Stella from disclosing her thoughts to others, making her come off as recluse. Thoughts are not all she holds close, however, as Stella tends to reserve her feelings too in order to maintain her sensitivity through internalisation. As much as she values social bonds, she also appreciates privacy. On the topic of company, it is worth noting that Stella is an introvert, but not in a traditional sense. To her, there is no greater joy than being supportive and generous, albeit quietly. When words fail her, and they often do, Stella is more likely to resort to actions, expressing herself and covering her insecurity through hard work. Once she dedicates herself to a person or an idea, she is quick to become emotionally invested it, and will prove to be a reliable asset, constantly exceeding that which is expected of her. Her dedication, however, can sometimes be a double-edged sword when she overloads herself with more work than she could ever hope to manage. Furthermore, Stella's loyalty can cause her to neglect her own needs, as she prioritizes those of others first. Stella is lucky enough to boast the practical sense to compliment her diligence. She has the patience to perform simple, mundane tasks if that is what's required, and she has presence of mind to back down when a venture is outside of her capabilities. Although Stella doesn't want anything in return for her subtle enthusiasm, she will be put off swiftly if she is not met with positive feedback.

Stella's fascinations include but are not limited to: astrology, mineralogy, and travel/sightseeing. She has difficulty kicking old habits, including speech patterns and terminology she picked up over the years. Her dream is to travel the entire universe, and see firsthand the multitudinous worlds that exist within the stars, but she would appreciate having someone to travel with, despite her relatively non-social attitude.

Bio:

Somewhere in the cosmos exists a relatively small, rocky planet, not interesting enough to be granted a proper name, that began to develop sentient life, similar to that seen on earth, for the most part. Pebbles grew and shifted into geodes. Eventually the minerals began to resemble humanoid figures, albeit with a few defining features that distinguish them from Earthlings. This strange evolutionary anomaly was largely due to the influence of humans on the planet, as they often came to mine for rare minerals that sold well throughout the universe. They would arrive on their fancy spaceships and decimate the lonely landscape with monstrous machines and other terrible technologies. Since the native inhabitants of that planet were so mineral minimal, there was nothing keeping the miners from destroying the small planet altogether.

In the midst of the ruination Stella, a nameless pebble at the time, was whisked away from her homeworld aboard a human vessel called the Bravais. The modest crew had no interest in mundane stones, which Stella appeared to be, she was simply caught up in a load of valuable ore due to unfortunate fate. It didn’t take long for Stalla to begin growing, and crystals started sprouting on her surface which caught the eye of a crewmember. Instead of being sold, she was kept aboard the ship, like some sort of pet...rock...doomed to the confines of the metal spacecraft as it drifted into the endless expanse. For Stella, it was not at all a misfortune however. The Bravais was the only home she remembered, since it was there she formed eyes, ears, a mouth, and a humanoid body, much to the fascination of the crew. Not knowing what to do, they tentatively cared for her with food, water, an occasional polish, but due to her alien origins, they never treated her like a person. In the following years, Stella grew out of infancy, and learned skills such as imitating human language, not that she made much use of it. Possibly more unusual was her knack for cartography, although, when one considers radiometric dating, it doesn’t seem all that odd for a mineral based life-form to be skilled at storing data. This knack earned her the title “Navigator”, which was the first name she was given, and her talent ended up being a boon to the ship’s crew as she assisted them in their adventures.

Everything was harmonious for a time until the true nature of her human companions became apparent. Instead of caring for Stella, they started using her as nothing more than a tool. “Navigator, do this.”, “Navigator, do that.”, they commanded. Not knowing any better she followed the orders timidly at first, but as time progressed her patience waned and her discomfort grew. In defiance she stopped listening to their selfish words and instead shut off her services, much to the crew’s dismay. Stella hoped they would rescind their abusive behaviour, being the innocent minded girl that she was, however all she accomplished was angering them. In order to condition Stella from disobeying, her companions performed despicable acts of violence and worse, scarring her body and mind. She swiftly abandoned her noncompliance resuming her role as Navigator, but she was never quite the same, even so, Stella never had the capacity to hate her assailants.

Time never healed her wounds, but it did bring about change of sorts. The crew she travelled with grew old, bringing an end to their ambitious journey. There comes a time when people must settle down, build a proper family and whatnot. They returned to their homeworld of Earth, bringing Stella along but unlike them she had nowhere to return to. She remained aboard the Bravais, her home of 13 years, even after it was sold to a traveling merchant. The merchant, a quirky man with a youthful appearance, didn’t seem at all surprised to find a pale girl wandering the ship. Instead, he simply asked why she stayed on the empty vessel. Stella didn’t reply. He then asked if she would travel with him, insisting that he would be lonely without a companion. Once again she remained silent, but complied by following the man naively under the impression that he needed her support. Traveling was Stella’s calling after all. It almost pained her to remain in one place for too long.

The merchant was indeed a curious person, she soon learned. For starters, he piloted a brilliant mechanical contraption the likes of which Stella had never imagined possible; apparently it was a kite powered by wind, which Stella had her suspicions about. Nevertheless it was a fascinating vehicle that Stella never bored of riding. Another questionable trait was his profession. As a merchant, he rode to towns, big and small, selling odd trinkets of unknown origins, yet whenever they entered a settlement, the man would don a mask depicting some sort of animal. None of his customers asked about it, and Stella felt that he wouldn’t provide a truthful answer if questioned. That wasn’t all that she found strange however. Despite the man’s assertion that he required company, he never asked anything of Stella, even though he was aware of her talents. In fact, there were many instances where Stella had to guide him on her own volition, since he himself wouldn’t ask for directions even when hopelessly lost – a frequent occurrence. It wasn’t that he was a bad companion though. The man loved telling stories of places he had been, and of myths, and he even taught her about the shapes in the stars which she found particularly fascinating. Their conversations were just about always one-way, with the man doing all the talking while Stella remained quiet and listened. She would go days, and sometimes weeks without uttering a word. Once, Stella found her voice long enough to ask for the man’s name, but he simply turned the question around and asked for hers. At the time, she went by the name Navigator, so that’s what she told him, but the man didn’t like it, and instead called her Stella which apparently meant “star” in some human tongue. Thus, she claimed her identity as Stella. The merchant continued by asking what Stella wanted to call him, but she characteristically stayed silent for a fortnight before shyly responding with, “Papa”, a title that frequently appeared in the stories he told. It seemed fitting, and Papa had no objections.

It was the day Stella turned 16 that the merchant decided she was ready to be independent. All the stories he had told prepared her for the human world, and to ensure she wouldn’t be deemed an outcast, he enrolled her in a school for other such misfits. Despite her obvious attachment, Stella agreed to the proposal, and solemnly left her boon companion at the grand school gates, with the promise to continue their travels after her graduation. All of Stella’s experiences up to then were about to be put to the test. Although rocks commonly sink in water, Stella was intent on staying afloat, since it meant being closer to the stars she strived to explore.

@SakuraSweetHeart
Does this meet you adorableness standards? :3

Turquoise2 said:
Name: Kamiyama Mizumoto (prefers to be called Kami (Kai is acceptable))
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Power: Wind magic/Air bending.
Power Explanation: Kai has the ability to use short but powerful bursts of wind at will. He will usually use them to get a quick burst of speed, jump higher, or dodge. He can also use it to push people back, but only by a few meters and only from close range. He can produce these "bangs" from his hands and his feet.
Weapon: Throwing daggers (usually carries up to 4)
Rank: F
Club: Boxing/Martial Arts
Pic:
Personality: Kai or Kami is a very erratic person, in that he's extremely unpredictable in his actions. Most of the time, he's a snarky, cynical, but laid back person that has somewhat of a superiority complex. He also has a very short temper, and can be extremely serious at times. However, he also enjoys bringing other people misery, and is somewhat insane, so he might turn on you when you least expect it.
Bio: Kamiyama was, as a young child, abandoned upon a mountain for no explainable reason. He had never seen his parents, and was far away from civilisation when he first gained consciousness. However, a monk happened upon him, and carried him back to his home. It was a small home next to a river at the base of a mountain, and the entire area was encircled by a sparse forest.

The monk took it upon himself to 'raise' this child. However, being alone for so long, the monk had other ideas. He used to continuously torture Kai by hitting him with a stick or slamming his head against a wall, and the monk told him it was for training. During this time, the monk did show Kai how to use small amounts of wind magic, but only when he was in a good mood, which was rarely. Every now and then, the monk would also teach him how to read, write and speak. When Kai was 7, he decided he had had enough.

Once, the monk was walking across the bridge upon the river, to collect mushrooms from the forest. Kami snuck up behind him and hit him with a stick in the back of his head, aided by his newly found wind magic. The monk, not used to having to defend himself, was surprised by this and was unable to keep himself from falling into the river. The river was shallow, but still reached Kai's chest. Even so, he jumped into it, and the monk, who was lying on the riverbed, struggling to get to the surface, widened his eyes in surprise as Kai brought the stick down on him. Kai continued this until the monk was unrecognisable, and then let him flow down the river. Clothes bloodstained, and a crazed smile on his face, Kai got back to the house, before fainting.

When he woke up, rain was falling through the roof, and water flooded into the house, submerging everything, and making Kai float nearly to the ceiling. He panicked, but managed to climb through the roof after breaking it. After coughing the water in his lungs out, he heard the screaming of people searching for survivors, he assumed. The men ran over to the house and told Kai to come out, and he managed to, right before the house collapsed. Cold, tired and scared, Kai was escorted by the men in a carriage to a village that was a few miles away. Kai avoided speaking to anyone, and people assumed he was dumb, so sent him to a special school. Since he had never been to school before, and was now 7 years old, he was older than everyone else, so he thought he was better than them. This gave him his superiority complex.

Only when he graduated the school did the school realise that he had special powers, when he used them to climb to the top of the school in celebration of leaving it. Due to this, he was sent to Mirai High. Since he had heard that this school was full of people with powers like his, he created throwing daggers to defend himself, in case something ever happened.