Alrighty, we’re full! As soon as John posts his sheet I’ll make the final adjustments and introduce you guys to your charries!

-OrangeAndTealMermaid 

Hi, this is Brookeira. I know you're just about full, but... perhaps you would consider my entry?

Submission Sheet: 

Name (CB name please!): Brookeira (or just Keira)

Age: 14. You can make me older if your need a mentor type.

Gender: Female, but if you really need a male character, you can rename me (Keiran?) and make me a male.

Introvert or Extrovert: Introvert.

Physical Description (Can be CB or real): Pixie cut platinum blonde hair, green eyes, freckles. Wears a lot of gray and blue. Comfy sweaters are popular.

Name (CB name please!): John  Feather Quill/Penumbra (Sounds more like a reall last name) 

Age:15

Gender:Male

Introvert or Extrovert: Ambivert/Extroverted introvert (If that makes any sense)

Physical Description (Can be CB or real): Unruly long dark brown
hair,brown eyes. Wears a
long sleeve black
hoody ,to hide the odd mark on his left arm in the shape of a
raven,over his plaid shirt and corduroy pants. Tucked into a pocket of
his pants is a goldish coloured ballpoint pen which
never leaves his side.

....Veronica? Eh, whatever. It's better than anything I could've come up with! XD

Ooooooooook!

We are very full!

@Brooke, I did squeeze you in, but as a guy. I really hope you like this cause you're the one who started it all! 

Here's everybody's names, and I will hopefully get the first part up tomorrow! 

Uh, so apparently my mom and brothers and I are going to my grandma's tomorrow, so I guess I'll post what I have and see how much time I have tomorrow!

Part I (Warning, Excessive Sass)

Exhausted, Jackson plopped down onto the couch, nearly crushing his twin sister Catherine. 

"Ow," she complained, scooting over to make adaquate room for him. 

"Sorry," Jackson muttered, but proceeded to stretch his legs over his sister's lap anyway. His gold eyes drooped, and he started to snore overdramatically as Callum, Veronica, and Delia entered the room. 

"C'mon sleepy," Delia cried, poking at Jackson's head. "We're waiting!"

"Nope," he said, rolling over to hide his face. "Sleeping now. Magicy fun later."

"Jacksooooon," Veronica moaned. "You know this is the best time! Come on!"

"I'm unconscious right now, please come back later."

Callum smirked, guesturing for everybody to stand back. Veronica and Delia did so, and Cat pushed herself back further into the couch. Callum stretched out his hands, flicking his wrists and fingers in unison. A deep golden light touched his irises, and then Jackson began to lift off the couch. 

Slowly, making sure not to knock Jackson into anything, Callum levitated him completely away from the couch before lowering him to three feet off the ground. The air circulating under Jackson's prone body mimicked the texture of the couch, which left Jackson blissfully anaware of his situation. 

Cat stood silently, a wicked grin spreading over her face. "Jackson," she whispered. "Are you asleep?" 

"Well I was," he said, sitting up and crossing his arms. "But-"

Call dropped him. 

Hitting the floor with a thud, Jackson's hands shot out, sending tiny bursts of flame at his sister and friends. Delia yelped and ducked, while Veronica flung out her fingers, hitting the tiny fire with a blob of water. Cal whisked his fire away with another gust of air, and Cat simply grabbed hers, dousing it with a burst of frost. 

"Now we're all awake," Delia said. "Let's get going. The others are waiting on the roof."

Ooooh! So I/Veronica am/is the one who controls water! Cool! I like it!

Excellent! Hope to see Keiran soon! (Also, Keiran is totally shippable and also could make great magical villain material!)

*claps* Good show!

Trust me guys, I've got big plans for all of you. 

Part II (Warning, Cliffhanger and reeeeally long descriptions)

Ursa watched as the others straggled onto the roof. Each of them had their own perfered outfit for magic, and each was wildly different. 

Erin's dark hair was pulled up, and her kelidascope eyes matched her grey, blue, and green streaked hoodie. Only her black jeans and shoes hinted at her branch of magic. Her twin on the other hand, was very much the opposite. 

Delia left her hair down, her plain white shirt streaked with dried clay and paint. Her black leggings were just as decorated, and her green rimmed glasses matched the streak in her white blonde hair exactly. 

Veronica came out the door from the dorms next, a broad grin on her face. She had the sleeves of her teal button up shirt rolled up, and had left it unbottoned, revealing the grey tee underneath. Her feet were bare, as she often left them for magic, and her denim capris were stained and faded. 

As the girls began to form a circle, Cal, Jackson, and Cat all came out together. Jackson's orange eyes and amber necklace glinted and winked, a contrast against his dark skin. He wore a deep red shirt under a worn leather jacket and dark jeans. 

As usual, Cal stood a bit apart from the others, careful not to smack them with his wings. Even folded they were about as tall as he was, and the bulky muscles required for flight were visible even under his loose tan tee shirt. The specks of gold and brown dotting his cream colored feathers shone in the moonlight. He wore plain jeans and boots. 

Cat, indifferent to cold as she was, had on only a cheetah print tank top under a grey cargo vest and black leggings. Her long hair was pulled into a ponytail, and her feet were encased in a pair of blue sneakers. 

Finally, Emma emerged onto the roof. Her red hair glinted darker in the wavering light, and her lavender tank top looked more like white. A simple pair of jeans, cream converse, and a bomber jacket completed her outfit. 

Ursa herself was wearing a pale green tee and a olive green jacket with white jeans, and had her hair tied up in a bun that was already falling apart. Her blue eyes shone as she stepped into her place, completeing the circle in the center of the courtyard. 

"Ready?" Erin asked. 

Everyone nodded. 

They all turned, backs toward each other. 

"We don't know where we came from," Erin said in a steady voice. 

"Or why we can do what we can," Delia added. 

"But we know that we are here," Cal took over, wings shifting as he spoke. 

"And we will do what we can," Ursa said next. 

"We will help those we can," Veronica whispered, just loud enough for the other to hear. 

"To control what they have," Emma's hair tossed in a sudden gust of wind. 

"And use it as they should," Cat and Jackson murmured together. 

A beat. 

Then all eight kids threw out their hands. A sphere appeared before each of them. Erin's was shifting, inky blackness, Delia's, a blinding sun shooting off sparks. Cal's was formed of nearly invisible, untamed winds, and Ursa's of a jumble of loose wet soil and leaves and petals. Veronica held a swirling ball of water before her, raging and bubbling furiously. Jackson's fingertips turned orange as the globe before him dripped heat and flames, while Cat grinned at her sphere of rigid yet flowing ice and snow. 

Without warning, all seven globes flew backwards through the air, colliding perfectly in the center of the circle. Twisting, sliding, morphing into one, they sizzled and smoked and hissed until an eighth sphere of pure purple light joined in the fray. For an instant, the world froze. The sphere hardened, and becamet totally transucent. And in that instant, a black shadow crawled out of the massive sphere of magic levitating between the eight kids. But they still had their backs turned, and once everything snapped back to normal, the shadow was gone. 

Grinning, the kids all turned, and raised their hands again. The sphere sank just low enough for all of them to touch it, and all sixteen hands extended out toward it. But just before Ursa's fingers pressed onto the smooth, hardened magic, it began to glow with a harsh white light. 

The sphere melted, seeping through Ursa's fingers and climbing up her wrists. From the shouts of alarm from around her, Ursa guessed the same was happening to the others as well. 

The former sphere crawled further up Ursa's arms, becoming hotter and hotter until even Jackson, who was almost impervious to heat, cried out. 

Then suddenly, it stopped. The sticky clear substance hardened, and left the eight kids sunk in up to their elbows in what used to be the sphere. 

"What was that?" Cat asked, tears in her eyes from the burning heat. 

"I- I don't know," Emma said shakily. "It's never done that-" she cut off with a scream. 

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Alrighty! This'll probably be the last part until at least Wednesday, but I promise I'll introduce almost everybody else's charrie in the next one!!!