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Carter Samuel Diaz


Basics
Name(s): Carter Diaz
Age: 13
Appearance description: Small and short, like a young child around the age of 10 or 11, even though he's 13. He has medium length light brown hair that's somewhat a grayish color at times and round olive eyes. His skin is light, adding on to his already delicate appearance. He is about 4'8, and is usually wearing a hat and glasses- the nerd kind, not the cool-kid kind.
Gift description: Psychic Weapons; Giving the illusion of pain, but with it not actually being there, instead it being in your thoughts. Like, if he wanted to, he could make you feel as if you were being shot or stabbed or burned, but there would be no harm actually done to you. So basically, he can mess you up in the mind- with his mind. So you'd be literally... *sunglasses* Mind blown. Aaaaah yeaaaaah. B)

Details
Personality: Carter is somewhat the loser type- which fits his description. He is smart and shy, enjoying the quieter times. He spends his time studying his own or other abilites since it's a subject he can diffenitively relate to, and it interests him. He is normally laid back and good natured, an excellent person to be around if you can get hin to open up to you.
But whenever he is training or using his ability in general, his personality changes immensely. He focuses on using his power and beating his opponent, and making them suffer at least a little bit. He is powerful, but sometimes it's hard for him to stop or start using his powers- they come and go.
Strengths: His knowledge and power.
Weaknesses: To quiet and nerdy, or to violent and extreme- never in the middle.
Likes: Reading, training, and schoolwork.
Dislikes: Large crowds, big people and cute girls. D;
Brief History: Carter grew up with his father after his mother left. As a child, he wasn't as strong with the gift and it only started showing in the last couple of years. His father didn't have it, but he helped his son, leaving Carter to believe Psychic Weapons either skipped a generation or his mother had it. Soon, Carter's abilities became to much for his father and Carter was sent here.

Melody Christian Delangelo


Basics
Name(s): Melody & Mel
Age: 15
Appearance description: Tall and slim, with an althetic figure. She has straight blonde hair that reaches her shoulders with some brown lowlights here and there, and reddish brown eyes. Doesn't have a specific outfit, and tries on whatever occupies her closet. She has tattoos of musical symbols on her shoulder and inner right wrist. The bass clef on her shoulder and a simple and small eighth note on her wrist.
Gift description: The Jigglypuff of the human word: She has a beautiful voice and has the ability to make you fall asleep by listening.



Details
Personality: Melody is kind hearted and- at times, a little empty-headed. She is sweet but doesn't think things through, and she likes to make promises that she can't usually keep. She is somewhat forgetful and clumsy. She isn't shy, in fact quite the opposite- striking up a conversation with anyone she meets. Her voice is beautiful, and she likes to show it off by singing nearly all the time. It's a good thing she can control her powers! (Well, at least sometimes.) She is a little selfish, and loves attention. She's also a tiny bit condescending towards younger kids.
Strengths: Her voice and her charismatic personality.
Weaknesses: Making promises she can't keep, her annoyance whenever people fall asleep while listening to her amazing voice... And her ignorance.
Likes: Singing, children and cute things, volleyball or cheerleading.
Dislikes: Bugs, especially spiders, rap and silence.
Brief History: Melody grew up in a new suburban neighborhood with two loving parents. At a young age, they signed her up for choir because the loved her singing so much. Of course, at that age it wasn't powerful enough to knock anyone out, maybe just make them drowsy. So then her first performance came, and whenever she stepped up to do her solo, she wanted it to be her best yet! So she sang her heart out, not noticing until the end that almost everyone fell asleep in the first minute. Poor kid. It was all over the news and YouTube, and soon she received an invitation to the academy. Her parents, secretly scared of their daughter, quickly sent her away.

Logan Dean Hastings


Basics
Name(s): Logan, Dean, Logan, Logan, or Logan. *shot* I honestly don't care, take your pick. D;
Age: 14
Appearance description: Logan is medium height for his age, and a little on the thin side. He has fairly pale skin and black hair that contrasts against it. His eyes are green, but change shades in the light. The lighter it is, the lighter his eyes are. His hair is a little on the long side, but not overly so. He tends to be quiet, and often stands with his hands in his pockets.
Gift description: Mediumship; Logan can see and communicate with the deceased. He can not, however, manipulate or control them whatsoever. He can sense the difference from a human, spirit and demon, and can speak to them and touch them, unlike most humans. He also can be overwhelmed by their presence, and needs to learn to block them out. At times he can tell the difference, unless the spirit doesn't want him to and has the power to stop him from sensing anything. If powerful enough, he might be able to send the spirit back to the other side. Also, if the spirit is powerful enough, they could use Logan as a 'Direct Voice,' to communicate or act using his body.

Details
Personality: Logan is more on the quiet side, and can be seen talking to himself. I mean, he's actually talking to spirits, but it still looks weird. He isn't afraid of many things, since ghosts are usually scary, especially when they try to be. He isn't necessarily shy, but tends to keep to himself. He's a kind person, and tries to help as many ghosts pass on to the next life as possible. Logan's a little to trusting, and that can hurt him sometimes, considering demons are tricky things to handle. He carries salt around a lot, because it's said to protect you from ghosts. And it works, he's proven it.
Strengths: His courage, his kindness, spirits and helping them.
Weaknesses: Over trusting, being overwhelmed, demons, and Graveyards. I think you can guess why.
Likes: Supernatural. *squeels* Salt, although he hates the taste and won't enjoy anything with it. Scary movies, snakes, and living things.
Dislikes: Demons, the taste of salt, oranges, and graveyards.
Brief History: Dean lived in a nice little house in a nice little neighborhood. He had a mother and a father and a little sister, two years younger than him. As a kid, he would be caught talking to his self. His parents would ask him about it and he'd say that he was talking to a friend. They didn't think much about it until he got older, then it began to concern them. They asked again about his friend, and he told them it was a different one almost every time. He also told them how all his friends had died, in detail. Horrified, his parents sent him to a shrink.
Logan and his sister were really close, and they often talked and played a lot together. Until one day when Logan was around seven and his sister and mother got in a car crash. His mother survived, but his sister was killed on impact.
He was devastated and depressed, until one day whenever his parents came across him playing Candyland with himself. The peices moved without being touched, and they could see a faint image of a little girl. They remembered him looking up, smiling, and saying, 'Look mamma, sissy's back!' Terrified, they sent him to Beata Academy as soon as the letter came.

Alice Cynthia Maral


Basics
Name(s): Alice, Ali.
Age: 14
Appearance description: Alice is short, about 4'11, and slim. She has fair, almost white skin that appears silvery at times, and a few golden freckles are scattered across her nose and cheek bones, which are fairly high. Her hair is a snowy white color, and it falls to her shoulders in a choppy cut, a little longer in the back. Her eyes are a stranger color, almost like liquid silver or metal. If you look closely, it almost looks like it moves, with ripples and swirls.
Gift description: Possession; Ability to take control and inhabit the body of an individual.
Alice, however, is still learning how to control this power. At the point she's at, she can only control a hand, per say, or their mouth. She could make them speak and say what she wanted them to, but she has no way into their thoughts. In other words, she's can not control someone's mind, only their physical body. Whenever she possess them, their eyes take on the strange metallic color of her own, which would be the only thing to give her away. Ahem.

Details
Personality: Alice is a shy, quiet girl. She doesn't speak much, and is quiet awkward. Her voice is high and fairly childlike, which she secretly hates. She doesn't argue with people, and rarely stands up for herself. As if she ever needed to, because people normally treat her like a child, often patting her on the head. She was popular in her old school, simply tagging along with everyone and rarely talking. Surprisingly, she isn't awkward and weird around guys, in fact, she'd much rather have guy friends- because come on. Girls are confusing! She is kind and caring, putting others before herself at all times. She isn't a complainer, and tries to help as much as possible.
Strengths: Helpful, it's hard to distrust her, and her power.
Weaknesses: Soft-spoken, doesn't complain or share what she thinks. Scared of the dark.
Likes: Animals, cleaning, her eyes, music, violin, the color blue, and daytime.
Dislikes: Nighttime, darkness, violence, horror movies, the sight of blood, rock and drums, scratchy sounds, and strawberries.
Brief History: Alice was an only child, which probably explains her introverted. She lived with her mother, her father ditching a while before she was born, so she never knew him. Sadly, her mother had cancer, and passed away whenever Alice was only 5. She moved in with her father and his girlfriend for a couple months in a trailer park, with pretty bad conditions. Whenever her aunt came to see how Alice was doing, she was disgusted with the way her father was living, and convinced him to let Ali come with her. Alice's aunt was a lawyer, and had a large house. She lived alone, and toke the silver eyed girl under her wing, raising her like a mother.
All her life, Ali had shown signs of her power, often spacing out as if in a daze. Nothing was very prominent until... Lets just say, that after a strange case of 'stop hitting yourself', she received an invitation to Beata.