-| Name |-
Warren Lamar Adler

-| Nicknames |-
Think Of One

-| Gender |-
Male

-| Sexuality |-
Bisexual: Leans more towards males

-| Species |-
Werewolf; More specifically, a Lycan

-| Age at Death |-
Nineteen; Born March 22, 1999. Died on March 22, 2018
Aries

-| Cause of Death |-
Traumatic asphyxia: Via car accident


-| Year |-
Senior: Four years


-| Appearance |-
Warren and his twin brother Declan, are undoubtedly identical twins. Even though they honestly look like carbon copies of each other, their are some subtle differences that a person would really have to look for. Standing at an even hight of 6'0, he takes after his mother naturally tall height. Oilve colored skin dotted with dark brown freckles along his shoulders, back, neck, and parts of his face. His eyes are a spectacle, with green being the base, a goldish yellow spreads out from the pupil with dots of light sky blue. Soft, curly, coal black hair sits a top his head, it ends just at his shoulders. He usually has it tied up most days. Warren has more of a swimmers body, with lanky limbs, his figure is still muscular though. His dad used to call him a, "new born Giraffe" thanks to how clumsy he was.. The lanky fellow has a few tattoos, simple one's, there's a crown along his collar born with his initials underneath it, a small cross on his shoulder, and a crossbow on the underside of his right arm. Warren is a casual dresser, skinny jeans, hoodies, band tees, etc. His German accent is definitely there, even though he understands English quite well.

In his wolf form, he comes to the shoulders of an adult Shire Horse, weighing in at at 400 pounds. The exquisite pair of orbs are still there in his wolf form, his pelt is thick and a deep shade of grey, almsot black. Wavy and a bit longer then the usual. Sharp, pearly whites fangs are hidden by a wide jaw, 62 canines in all. A soft black nose can be seen, able to pick up scents from twenty miles away.



-|Nationality|-
German/Brazilian/Italian

-| Personality |-
Warren is the polar opposite of his twin, he's much more.. 'Human.' Warren was the one usually taking care of his brother, even though the other is about two hours older then him, due to this, he's a bit more serious and doesn't really find making fun of serious things funny. In Declans words," he's an uptight bitch." Which is sort of true since he's never seen relaxed or caught off guard, it sort of makes him intimatedating and hard to start a conversation with. Most people seem to avoid him, flocking to his brother till they realize that he is a bit 'off'. No one at Equinox knows of Declans mental condition and Warren would like to keep it that way. Overall, Warren really doesn't know how to relax or take a joke. He tries to, but can't help be serious as all hell.

-| History |-
Born to a Brazilian, Italian mixed mother and a German father. The twins had three other siblings, with them being the oldest of the five children. It seems odd that Declan turned out to be a sociopath when his childhood was normal.. for the most part it least. By the time they were six, their parents relationship had began to fall apart, countless arguments, his father usually resorting to alcohol to forget what was happening around him. The alcohol onlyade it worse and his anger was.. undeniable. He would usually take his anger out on the kids that his mother would defend with her life.. A few years later they moved away, still located in Germany just miles away from their father. It's not like their mother could really watch over all of them when she was bsuy with work, she had a good steady job that was able to pay the bills and put food in the house. Warren was probably the most responsible and was able to actually get everyone dressed and ready for school, Declan was.. already starting to show the basic symptoms of ASPD at age twelve, it didn't help that his wolf was a loose cannon. Eventually, his mother took him to see a therapist for a few years, the diagnosis wasn't all that shocking, it was what she was expecting.

The day of their death, was rather unexpected. While Warren did want to drive, his brother was already drunk and well- he was a lot more aggressive then usual. Warren eventually caved in and let him drive, which was their downfall. After blantly running off the side of the road on a rather step hill, Declan was flung from the car while Warren had an immense amount of pressure on his body, resulting in Traumatic asphyxia, and ultimately death.


-| Other |-
I'm also a sucker for The Rolling Stones <3
Declan is older by two hours.


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-| Name |-
Declan Kai Adler

-| Nicknames |-
"Psychotic"
That's what his uncle called him, of course. He was far from it seeing as he was diagnosed with severe Antisocial Personality Disorder, in other words he is in fact, a sociopath.

-| Gender |-
Male

-| Sexuality |-
Does it matter at this point? He really just doesn't care

-| Species |-
Werewolf: More specifically, a Lycan

-| Age at Death |-
Nineteen: Born March 22, 1999. Died on March 22, 2018
Aries

-| Cause of Death |-
Flung from the vehicle, breaking his spine in three different places, two fractured ribs, and a ruptured spleen and kidney. Ultimately what killed him was the loss of blood..

-| Year |-
Senior; Four years


-| Appearance |-
Due to the fact that Warren and Declan are identical twins, you could say that their appearances are uncanny.. Although, Declan is a good three, maybe four inches taller then Warren, they both carry a swimmer body build with lankey figures. Declan's eyes are just as magnificent as his twins, just being a lot darker, forest green Iris's with an expanding web of dark yellow and ocean blue freckles dotting the iris. Wavy coal black hair ending at his shoulders, he leaves his down, never really doing anything to it. Other then combing it out and dyeing it very rarely. Declan lacks the amount of freckles his brother has, their much lighter in color, they do his lower abdomen and upper back. Declan dresses more or so like his brother, enjoying the comfort of causal clothes. Declan has a wide array of small piercings along both his ears, he also has a silver nose ring that he doesn't wear that much. His accent is a bit more prominent and he speaks German a lot more often then English..

Declan is, to say the least, significantly bigger then his twin in his wolf form, he's just shy of being taller then a Shire Horse, weighing in at 425 pounds. His coat is a pure black, the exquisite pair of hues are still there just bringing out his black coat. Surprisingly, his pelt is shorter but still quite wavy, sharp yellowish fangs are seen more often then not.. His bite really is worse then his bark.


-|Nationality|-
German/Brazilian/Italian

-| Personality |-
Diagnosed with severe ASPD at seventeen, it's quite obvious that their is something off about him. From his discaring attitude to the way he's rather blunt about not liking someone or just not wanting to do something.. It's a wonder that he even made it this far. While Declan isn't necessarily a 'jackass' he just tends to blame people for things that he's blantly done, it's amazing how his brother puts up with it. Like most with APSD, that has not been treated, he has anger issues, a lot of things piss him off rather quickly. It's best to just avoid him, he's rather manipulative too, while his brother would argue that isn't true. Even though he's manipulated his brother countless amounts of times, Declan also gives into his impulses rather quickly, which has landed him in a lot of trouble that his twin takes the blame for.. There are times when Declan can have some type of humanity, it's short lived and his twin is the only person to see that side of him.

-| History |-
Sociopaths are made while psychopaths are born, it might not be the same for Declan though, he already presented the symptoms before he was twelve. He saw life rather differently then other children.. By the time he was a teen, he had already gotten involved in things he shouldn't be in, such as alcohol and drugs, he had a lot of fights at school taht his mother never found out about. Declan always found it funny when his brother would take the blame for things, why did he try and defend him? He eventually took that in a way to use it against his twin, there were horrible things Warren had did that Declan took the blame for.. Warren never killed anyone, but he was rather close to killing one of his teammates on the soccer team with his bare hands.


-| Other |-
I'm a sucker for Harry styles <3
Declan is older by two hours.

-| Name |-
Kasai Nakamoto

-| Nicknames |-
Kai

-| Gender |-
Male

-| Sexuality |-
Bisexual to homo

-| Species |-
Kitsune

-| Age at Death |-
18

-| Cause of Death |-
Ironically, smoke from burning in a building. His family, including his precious little sister Su-An, were locked in their apartment when a gas fire started and set the entire complex up into flames. Usually, Kasai would have focused on keeping himself and his family fireproof, but was too distracted by Su-An falling off the side of the building to her death. Kasai choked on smoke shortly after.

-| Year |-
First

-| Appearance |-
Kasai descends from an Asian family, more specifically Japanese and Korean. He holds onto some of the unmistakable features like a youthful, almost childish, face, round eyes and subtle cheekbones. Nothing too special, except for the fact that a spark of orange-red hides in his irises, ringing around the pupil like a ring of fire before melting into the warm brown tones.
You wouldn't call the boy particularly fit or unfit. He sits pretty well in the middle, nicely proportioned if you ignore the fact that he is unusually short. Unnecessary but unique points include small hands, with a small tan birthmark going down the inside of his forearm like a single flame.
Getting into the more supernatural part, Kai likes sporting around some of his kitsune features. That includes a pair of soft, fluffy orange fox ears amidst his brown hair, the tips dipped in white and ringed with black. A tail usually sways out into view from under his large sweaters, colored the same way. Only one, as he hadn't finished a thousand years before dying. Sharp ivory claws retract in and out from underneath his normal finger nails, and Kasai's canine teeth grow just the smallest bit longer and serrated.
The boy in kitsune form is still quite small for his species, just a hint bigger than a normal red fox. His pelt resembles swirling flames whenever he moves, the white, silver, and black on his four paws, one tail and pair of ears represent smoke floating up from his fiery coat. His underbelly is slightly more tame, blending into a sort of cream color.

-| Personality |-
The boy might seem timid and calm at first, but only acts like this because of the mental state he suffers from. Kai has severe schizophrenia, meaning he constantly sees hallucinations and hears voices. The worse part is that he has no idea if the images are real or not, leading to many awkward and embarrassing times for him. When not being tormented by his imagination, Kasai can be relatively gentle, typically a bright boy full of new ideas. As shown, he can be quite temperamental, switching moods within seconds.

-| History |-
Important points are:
- His entire family died in the fire. That includes his 7 year old sister Su-An and both of his parents. He was the only one accepted into Equinox.
- He had a love life when he was 16, a boy named Shindo who mysteriously disappeared for the past two years.
- Kai was born in Japan, before moving and growing up in the packed cities of South Korea, and finally moving to America when he was 13.

-| Other |-
Face Claim: @_sincook on Instagram.
Kasai plays the guitar and piano, often seen bluntly plucking at his acoustic.
Being a kitsune, he manifests in foxfire. The element is kind of like a wilder, magical version of normal fire. He creates and controls it, which makes him even more dangerous when his schizophrenia kicks in.

Kpop stole my heart. BTS, Stray Kids, and NCT for the win.

-| Name |-
Sytigone Distedice
Cy-tig-oh-nee Di-stee-di-cee

-| Nicknames |-
None

-| Gender |-
Female

-| Sexuality |-
Pansexual

-| Species |-
Merfolk

-| Age at Death |-
24

-| Cause of Death |-
Killed by a woman she widowed

-| Year |-
Senior

-| Appearance |-
Sytigone is a striking woman, like most of her species. Her skin is a dark olive color, though she suffers from vitiligo that begins on her neck (so her face is solid colored). Her thick hair is styled in matted and disorganized dreadlocks and whitened prematurely, but pepper-flecks of black still appear sporadically. She often has objects such as bones, feathers, plants, or pieces of wood in her hair while in her human form. Curiously, her eyelashes have also turned white, and her brows grey. Although her hair and lashes are white, Sytigone does not look old. Her face is youthful; free of wrinkles with high cheekbones and a strong jaw, and she often smears her skin with natural colors from plants to create intricate patterns. Her teeth are yellowish from a lack of cleaning, and her canines have been filed to points. Her eyes are perhaps the most beautiful of her features. They are large and alert and wild and all seeing, and are golden-brown with a halo of blue circling the pupil, and faintly resemble those of a fierce and bold tiger. They are what most people recognize first about her, and how most people recall her, and how many remember her wildness.

Besides her face, Sytigone's human body is still relatively fit. Her constant activity keeps her in shape, though her body muscles aren't extreme due to her general thinness. Her hands and feet are worn from walking and picking, and her knees are scarred from kneeling down to inspect and take plants, or from kneeling to a target. Her nails and fingertips and toes are black around the front from the dirt she is often digging or treading through. The dirt-stains refuse to come off, but Sytigone enjoys having them there, as they show her experience and work in her field. She stands at about 5'10, though she has a very slight, nearly unnoticeable slouch caused by the packs of supplies she carries. She smells of herbs and plants and dirt and earth, all of these things coat the scent of filth or sweat.

In her siren form, Sytigone's vitiligo is evident in the scales of her tail. The base color is a pearlescent white that is accented by the patches of brilliant orange and deep blacks that are scattered randomly throughout her tail. Similar to a koi fish, she has flowing white fins at her hips and where her knees would be. Her fluke is orange in the center and fades to white with a gorgeous silver along the edges.


-| Personality |-
To those she knows and cares for, Sytigone is a loyal and attentive friend who values her loved ones above almost all else. She is fiercely protective of them and will not hesitate to protect them with lethal force, even if it’s not necessary. She is friendly and animated around them, unafraid to jump into conversation and crack jokes that can sometimes be inappropriate for decent company.

Around strangers or humans however, she is a different woman. She is cold and uncaring and has absolutely no regard for anyone else. She is selfish and impatient, and she intentionally makes it hard for others to even want to be around her long enough to break past her stony disgust. Her hair-trigger temper only makes this worse, and lends itself to her dangerous unpredictability.

-| History |-
Sytigone was the only child of Guinevere and Aloysious Castleroy, making her their pride and joy. When she was 6 years old her father fell ill and ultimately passed away, leaving the young human girl to be raised by her mother. Sytigone grew to be a headstrong young woman unafraid to voice her thoughts and opinions to anyone, regardless of their social caste and she often found himself in trouble because of it. When she was 26, a stranger arrived into town to help the local magistrate deal with local issues beyond his capacity. The young woman was immediately intrigued by the female she’d never seen before and she was thrilled when she took notice and began to return her attentions. A few months later and she was convinced she was in love with her and that she returned the affection.

One night, after a huge fight with her mother, Sytigone fled the small home she’d grown up in and found the stranger. She was packed up and leaving, and coldly rejected her when she asked to go with her. She revealed that she’d never truly cared for the woman and was simply using her for some feminine company before returning to her home and her wife. Heartbroken, she tore out of the town on her horse and ended up plunging head-first down a cliff and landing broken at the shore. The fall resulted in several injuries, one of which would prove to be fatal. While she was laying broken near the water, the sound of the sweetest singing she'd ever heard seem to chase the agony plaguing her away. She managed to roll over to see a beautiful woman swimming towards her, calling to her all the while. The sight of the scales shimmering beneath the water would have raised flags in any other situation, but in her dying state she felt it was all a dream.

The woman explained what she was and the fact that she could save her life by making her one of them. Sensing that she was slipping away, Sytigone agreed and the change was done. After spending several days recovering from her injuries, the newly made mermaid left her town for good to follow her siren dam. The older mermaid taught her how to use her song to lure humans to the water, where the two of them would kill her. Once she'd gotten comfortable with her voice, Sytigone left her dam behind and struck out towards the village the woman who'd scorned her had lived. Once she'd found it, she lured the stranger's wife to her death and sent the body back to the woman who'd broken her young heart.

Enraged and heartbroken by the loss of her love, the stranger from so many years ago ended up catching and killing Sytigone, although she lost her life in the process.


-| Other |-
She loves Icon for Hire!

-| Name |-
Memnon

-| Nicknames |-
Dawn's Offspring

-| Gender |-
Male

-| Sexuality |-
Unknown

-| Species |-
Demigod

-| Age at Death |-
Immortal

-| Cause of Death |-
Offered to teach at Equinox with his vast knowledge.

-| Year |-
Thousands. Memnon is the headmaster.

-| Appearance |-
Think a rugged version of Merlin or Dumbledore. His once-dark has faded into a shimmering silver/grey, sitting like a swept cloud atop the man's head. It reaches just to his shoulders, often times tied back when he is teaching combat. He wears no stereotypical glasses, instead sporting a short silver beard. Memnon has sparkling grey eyes like storm clouds about break into a dawn. He doesn't look much older than 60.
The elder man stands with a straight back despite his age, a calm and prepared expression usually set on his face. Once, he was tall, bu he had still shrunken into an average grown man's height. He walks with an occasional limp from a past battle, but it was nothing serious.
Memnon's attire consists of modernized greek robes, maybe his combat gear if he was taken away from one of his classes. Other wise, he is pretty simple and practical over fancy.

-| Personality |-
Particularly old-fashioned, considering his age. Getting straight to the point, Memnon is a friendly, humorous, and likable man. His position is secured with the undeniable leadership he bears, highlighted with a certain stubborn, firm, and precise persona. After all, the old man was once a great warrior of Greece.

-| History |-
According to his myths, Memnon was the mortal sun of Tithonos, a prince of Troy, and Eos, the greek goddess of dawn. When he was young, the man rivaled Achilles in battle, but unfortunately killed in battle with the former warrior. After his death, Zeus had pitied Eos' tears and made Memnon immortal on the contract of having the man teach at Equinox for eternity. He agreed non-hesitantly, as he actually enjoyed teaching pupils about things still unknown to them. Memnon has been headmaster ever since.

-| Other |-
Imagine Dragons are also pretty good. :)
Memnon specializes in combat and history, but has decent control over his blessed magic.