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@doesfire plotted things
Ella still wasn’t use to this boarding school, supernatural or not, as it had restrictions she wasn’t use to and freedom she wasn’t sure she knew what to do with. She was quiet, still not saying much to those around her, though Emma was working with her on that- not that she really liked the seemingly kind woman since most psychologist were manipulative and evil in Ella’s book. She was exceeding anyone’s expectations in her magical studies and had even managed to get into more advanced classes as a reward for her adjustments- though she struggled with normal classes. 
She didn’t care though, she had a room to herself to escape to when needed and a library full of books and a running path to distract her. Right now though the 14 year old was not so subtly staring at an upperclassman witch, Wendy, she thought the young woman was tough and smart, and Ella wanted to be like her, she she had her book in her lap but she watched from her corner of the library as the fire witch interacted with a few others. 
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“It was the only way.” (Sarah)
[meme]
“The only way?! Are you fucking kidding me right now!?!?” Tony’s fist came down hard and the glass cracked under the force. Display flickering and he quickly shifted the display to the side before he lost visual completely.
“You don’t even know where they are! I lost one kid already and now the other one hopped a flight out with the damn Rogers’ twins and probably won’t make it back. You have no idea what you’re up against! You’re parents are a wreck right now... all of us. And I---”
His chest went tight, suddenly finding it very hard to breathe and the tingle in his arm shouldn’t have come as a surprise but it did. The whole point of running off batteries was that you would last a while longer. “Fuck. Enjoy space.” Tony cut off the monitor and pulled out his phone, dialing Mel before sinking back into  his chair. “Our kid is an idiot and you should probably get me to a hospital.”
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about Jim~
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Name: James Moriarty
Nicknames: Jimmy & Jim
FC: Andrew Scott
Younger FC: Asa Butterfield
Age: 32
DOB: October 21
Male: He, Him, His
Jim is Bi - With the preference of men.
Roman Catholic
Hight: 1.73m
Eyes: Black
Hair: Brown
Allergies: Tomatoes
Occupation: Consulting Criminal, London’s most dangerous man.
First murder is at 15 years old
Irish (born in Dublin)
Accent gets thicker when angry
Jim is always wearing a mask.
Build: Slim with muscle
Tattoos: tiger on his left shoulder blade and a little black bird on his right wrist while a tiger paw print on his left (these stop him from hurting himself.)
Piercings: Right ear lobe
Clothing Style: Business suite most of the time (unless he’s at home then its casual t-shirts and jeans)
Usual Expression: Bored, manic, smirking, angry, blank (only Sebastian - his siblings will see him truly smile)
Distinguishing Characteristics: his dark eyes that look like the pits of hell and how he can freeze your soul with one glance, his high pitch voice that he puts on when he’s with a client
Is actually insecure
has a weak immune system.
He takes so many pills, and has so many problems that the only way for him to feel in control is that mask.
Has bipolar / mania and depression. Anger problems, frequent insomnia, stays up late when working, has nightmares so sometimes avoids sleep
Emotional Stability: 3 can break down, lacks emotion, cant express himself well, has Depression.
Sociability: Requires alone time, hates being around ‘normal’ people, will only spend his social time with his sniper, if you are interesting enough or he can see that you are not an idiot (to him that is) then he will probably spends time with you.
Label: Napoleon of Crime
Positive Traits: Protective of his family and loved ones.
Negative Traits: Loves killing, is a killer, doesn’t care who he is killing
Goals/Desires: to retire after building and passing on a successful criminal empire.
Fears: loosing the only thing he loves, for his empire/all his hard work to fall apart. 
Hobbies: plays the violin
Habits: carrying a gun in his pocket
Alcohol Use: Loves whisky, borbon and other fine alcohol money can buy.
H I S - S I B L N G S
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Jim is the Oldest Twin.
He is the most protective and will make sure that NO ONE touches or hurts them.
Name: Richard (Moriarty) Brook
Same age as his brother.
Will sacrifice everything for his brother.
They both love to swap places now and then
Has a crush on Sebastians brother Severin
Is working as an actor.
Knows his brother better than anyone else.
Jim changed Richards surname to protect him.
Written by: me: Keyandcrown - (v:TwinActor)
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(v:TwinSister)
Jillian Moriarty
Middle Child of the Triplets.
Joined at the hip with Jim
Partner in crime
Touch her - you wont see the next morning.
Written by: jillianmoriarty
O t h e r Q u e s t i o n s
2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have?
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(FC: Monica Bellucci)
There are 3 version off what happened to his mother and 2 end up with her leaving James and his younger siblings when he is 6 years old.
1st- is that their mother tried to protect her children from their father, who is a drunk abusive man, and ended up killing her when he pushed her hard and she smashed her head on the ground. (In this one James loves his mother and killed his father out of revenge.)
2nd- their mother is also an alcoholic, all siblings hate their parents, the youngest is sent by James to live with their Grandparents. In the end James kills both of them, because he despised them and makes it look like they drank themselves to death… Getting away with it.
3rd- their mother abandoned them when the twins were only 2, again father is abusive and James kills the Father in order to protect his younger Twin brother.
22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner?
-Jims friends are very few, he has his siblings, Sebastian and Alfred his godfather- (who is his Doctor, (housekeeper and kinda butler…)But mainly his Doctor)- (FC: Ian McKellen)
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-lovers? Sebastian Also Molly/Matty when they dated.- -type? Well Jim doesn’t have a type, really… Yet maybe he does… -
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23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex? 

-His partner needs to have similar interest… Classical music, perhaps opera, Shakespeare, reading… His partner needs to be able to look past his career choice, accept him for who he is. As for sex… he is insecure, he hasn’t had enough love in life... but really he doesn’t see the appeal in it.
He wants to be looked after, loved, shown that someone does want him, no matter what his life choices are.
31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate?
-yes, Jim has children. In one verse (v:Legacy), Jim and Sebastian, got a surrogate mother who took both their seed and she birthed James Jr (Asa butterfield).
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Then there is Todd (FC:Peter Evens) (v:Betrayal) who was adopted when his parents betrayed Jim and got him kidnapped, the boy is 5 years old and if Rp'ed together with James(Jr) he is 3 years older than him.
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In another version Sebella (Seb!fem) birthed a little girl, Jane Moriarty.- (FC:Emily Browning)
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-Jim adores his children, his main goal was at first To build an criminal empire to then pass on… But now, he just wants, first and foremost to see his children grow up happy, and if they do take over the empire, then he will be overjoyed.-
T o d a y
Jim is a billionaire and has an empire worthy of a king.
He keeps accepting Clients but he never leaves evidence to him - no he makes sure that all evidence will point to his client, meaning that even if they had fully done the job, he would not be the one to go to jail but the one who was responsible.
E X T R A
Zodiac Sign: Libra (September 23rd – October 23rd)
MBTI: ENTJ, or, INTJ
Enneagram: 5 or 1
Temperament: Choleric
Hogwarts House: Slytherin
Moral Alignment: Evil
Primary Vice: Pride?
Primary Virtue: look here
Element: Air
Weather: Winter (causes chaos on the roads)
Colour: Red
Music: classical, violin, piano
Movies: horror, sci-fi
Sport: cricket (tv), badminton (outside)
Beverage: Whisky, Borbon
Food: Chocolate, spaghetti
Animal: Cat, Magpie, Tiger
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@firegemini - pre-est thing. 
Something happened, it was almost like she was struck by lighting, her concern and questioning went from what is wrong to blank. That moment when her mind went blank she watched as the sand-clock was released fro Josie’s grasp. “Josie, what are you doing?” Her words were drown out as the glass shattered and the black magic was released. 
She felt the waves of black magic before it even hit her, hearing Josie yelling. Ella tried to focus her sight to see if Josie is alright, but the black magic swirled around them, all but exploding. The magic threw her back, she felt herself go through the air, the black magic singing her body as if choking her, before she was slammed against the the wall and was forcefully dropped to the floor. She felt her head cracked against the floor, exploding pain, feeling the magic go away, before she passed out sprawled on the floor, forehead bleeding. 
Ella wasn’t sure how long she’d been asleep but she was awoken violently as she coughed up black, her head pounding and the feel of black magic in her system feeling like thick acid in her veins. Coughing she pushed up from the ground, struggling to catch a breath. When she managed to stop she looked around at the destroyed bar- when it all came back- Josie broke the sand-glass. “Josie?” She tried to get up, when someone popped up, black hair. “Josie?” She questioned noticing the clothing. 
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@jadedvampiress​
❛ I’m sorry. I’ve got trust issues. ❜
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@neweyeliner​
“What are you– what are you doing?” Ella couldn’t help but ask, as she looked at the woman in front of her.
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“I have no idea what you are talking about? Witches? Really? I didn’t realize we were talking fairytale creatures.” Ella said, not exactly answering the question, she wasn’t sure how this person decided she was a witch and refused to admit to it. So she simply kept the amused and mocking tones in her voice as she spoke. “Unless you were going for another word that starts with a ‘b’, but then I am not sure what I’ve done to be called such a rude word.”
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@youngsiphon - Summer Time Sadness 
Ella had been working at The Grill for about a month before school ended and now it’d been about two months now with tips and pay and overtime that she had some money saved up, and Ella was signed on for as many hours as humanly possible wanting to make enough to have some over the school year and pay for things she needed. Ella’s room was small but she was fine with it because it meant no roommate, something she had desperately needed when coming to the school, the ability to be alone after a day of interacting. Her room though had school stuff, her uniforms and one pair of jeans, a tshirt and two pairs of pajamas. She needed some outside of school clothes, especially since she was encouraged to interact with ‘the outside world’. 
Now she was in town though and had no idea what to buy, some more jeans though she didn’t know what size or what cut, she had no idea of certain clothes looked bad on her or were meant to look that way, she refused to buy things with rips in them. So far after about an hour of just looking in the shops, she had managed to find work out clothes, if this continued on she’d have to head for the shop she got her work out clothes from and buy some more and that’d be her only other outside school attire. She was sat on a bench, bag next to her and Ella sipping on iced tea- something she’d had to get use to when coming across the pond, mentally calculating how many outfits she could buy with the amount she set aside for clothes and factoring in some money for pajamas when someone walked over to her. Squinting her eyes she tilt her head up to see who was standing in her sun, “What are you doing here?” Okay that may have come out a bit ruder than she meant, but she felt no need to change it either. 
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@youngsiphon - Josie & Ella
Ella had been at this boarding school for closer to two months now and she was struggling- actually that was being kind she was completely failing. Not in her ‘supernatural’ classes, no in those she was passing with flying colours. It was her other classes maths, science, history, all those classes that everyone had learned throughout the years, that she got no schooling on. Who cared if the colonies threw some tea in the harbor? Who cared about the Louisiana purchase? Who needed geometry? Or physics? Objectively yes she knew all of this was important, but she was being dropping into the middle of the desert with nothing at this point- she was lost in her classes which assumed she had some basic knowledge to build off of and she didn’t have it. 
This resulted her spending a majority of her time in the library, parked at a table with books surrounding her as she spent time trying to play catch up or learn what she needed so that she hoped she wouldn’t fail her next quiz or exam, or hope she would get higher than a C on a paper. The only thing she allowed herself to do was exercise outside of school, she barely slept at this point. The only reason she allowed exercise was because she needed to control her emotions- she was managing so far having gotten use to not letting things get to her unless they were severe, but sometimes she feared letting her frustrations out would result in a burnt library. 
It was a nice day outside and she was one of the few people who decided to be in the library rather then outside, staring at books that tried to explain to her how to handle inscribed circles, with an outter layer of books that had to do with balancing chemical equations. Her frustration wasn’t quite intact when she shut the book infront of her with magic it slamming a bit harder than intended. She tried not to flinch at the noise it made, but it apparently aroused someone’s interest because the someone stood infront of the table waiting. Ella eventually lifted her head, only to see one of the twins....Josie! Right, yes.  One of the few people she’d talked to since she got her, along with Lizzie. She avoided communication with others, wary about what people wanted from her, even more so realizing how divided the species were at the school. Josie seemed nice enough, at least nicer than her sister seemed to be, that though didn’t mean she necessarily wanted a friendship or anything. She knew she came off as a bitch to others but honestly Ella was at a loss at times on how to communicate with others or what was acceptable to and what wasn’t. She waited a beat and when Josie didn’t really say anything Ella quirked an eyebrow at her and said, “Yeeesssss....? Can I help you?”
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@youngsiphon - Morning ROutine
Ella had been at the school a couple of months, and she spent of her time within the walls of the school . She had realized though that she needed a way to work out some frustration and some emotions- she needed to exhaust herself. At first gym class was enough but then as classes started piling up with assignments, her struggle to adjust from a life in a mental institution to a boarding school of her peers- who seemed to love drama and being nosy and nasty- she just needed some alone time. Ella had learned she needed to control her emotions or devastation followed her moods and whims, she had a decent handle on everyday emotions, but as her emotions built and new situations and emotions arose from being in school it was a struggle. 
Ella never cared for being judged, if someone was going to judge her they were going to do it anyways, but it seemed kids used the terms crazy, psycho, and other such words loosely and anger and almost violent glaze coloured her vision so she talked to Mr. Saltzman about exercising more and he being one of the three people who knew where she came from seemed to understand she needed some time and space. So he’d showed some trails on the Salvatore Boarding school land she had permission to run. Ella had had to raise herself in the mental institution and she was proud she hadn’t gone insane from they way people treated her there, but there were side effects she had to deal with or chance taking down the entire school, at least. No one knew where her powers came from, her coven, or why her powers were different and that just seemed to add to her stress - having to or at least feeling the need to hide her different powers because even in a school of supernaturals she was different. Not to mention she avoided touching anyone, the pain not something she enjoyed feeling. 
So every morning she ran the trail, having to magic her one of two pairs of shoes that had been generously given to her by Caroline before school started so they wouldn’t wear down as she had no money to buy a new pair and her gym uniform. Hair up and she just enjoyed the nature around her as her feet pounded against the dirt, wind wiping around her and seemed to urge her on and swirl around her to keep her cool and hair out of her face. She’d take a break by a little river she assumed came from the falls, occasionally spending time on the weekends to dip her feet in  and let the water wash away her stress. Today though she was just running, hard and fast, along a trial. She felt like someone was watching her when she turned the bend though. She debated whether or not to stop and see who it was. She ran for a second, making sure she was probably out of their sight before looping around and coming behind the person and saying dryly, “Boo.” She was panting softly, but she crossed her arms in front of her chest, hips jutted slightly waiting for an explanation. 
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Legacies Verse
V:Legacies
subv:orphanannie
subv:teacherknowsbest
In this verse, Ella’s background is the same as those in her TVD/TO verses but there will be two subverses for this verse. Unless specified, the default subverse will be Ella as a student who has yet to fully grow into her powers and is new-ish to the school. Ella is bisexual, as she is in every verse and that isn’t something she’s ever truly struggled with, it was just the way she was and was never exposed to prejudice against it.
Ella is a powerful witch who for some reason does not draw from sacrifice or ancestral magic; she draws from the earth though, the elements, especially water. She is a combination of ancestral and traveler magic, she is connected to nature most of all and is able to replenish powers quicker when she’s around nature (lake, forest, ect). Now she’s traveling to Mystic Falls looking for an artifact from the Arthuian period for Freya, what mess will she get herself into and who will she meet? (She knows of moon bound and sun bound creatures, but has never encountered one, nor has she encountered another witch. As for the other side she believes all souls go to Avalon.)
Growing up in hospital, she will see life in a way that would seem harsh to others, but it is just the way life is to her. People saw an orphaned child who talked of magic and threw her into a mental asylum because they did not wish to deal with her. When she was there she had to conceal what she had within her and had to control her emotions. No one cared about her, no one took care of her, thus she learned one must take care of yourself and put yourself first, because no one else will. As said, no one really paid any mind to her so she will probably be lacking practice communicating with others and may be a little awkward; and a little naive when it comes to society and technology.
Ella learned Welsh whilst in the hospital, she learned to translate spells into Welsh and speak it, but was only able to practice her magic little bits at a time (ie cloaking her spell book, her welsh language books, ect). She needs a bit of practice, which she’d do as she traveled and more so as she tried to locate the object. She is crossing the pond to find a magical item from the 400-500 A.D. time period.
Her inevitable search, powers and background that Ella will not be aware of until she find her coven’s necklace and grimoires found here 
Subv:OrphanAnnie
Ella didn’t runaway at 17 (as in tvd/to verses), instead a recruiter for the Salvator’s Boarding School came and told her of a place for supernatural beings like her. Other witches, and vampires and werewolves, and if she wanted there was a spot for her to help her learn to control her powers and be around her own kind. Unable to resist she accepted and here she is now at the school unsure what exactly she is to do and what is next for her.
In this subverse, Ella is still learning to control her emotions which when triggered can cause catastrophes if she doesn’t reign them in soon enough. She has trouble socializing and may come off as more of a bitch as she isn’t use to socializing and thinks everyone has an ulterior motive. She also has to deal with the fact that people called her crazy for years about her magic and treated her like she had mental deficiencies.  
Subv:teacherknowsbest
In this verse, Ella is a teacher at the school, she has come fully into her powers and has found out the truth about her coven and how they were slaughtered. She has control over her emotions as well, and teaches at the school. She one of the youngest teachers, but among one of the strongest, and she wants to help the students to the best of her abilities.
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Finally added my Legacies verse here
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@hopethemikaelsonheir​
❛ It’s like a witchy Skype call or witchy Face Time. ❜
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“If I hear one more Christmas song, someone is getting strangled with tinsel.” ( AKA Hope really would )
@naturesloopholed Holiday Starter "I don't think tinsels that's sturdy." Ella offered in an off handed manner as she looked through the spell book she had found. She wasn't fan of the holidays, but that was because she never celebrated them before and didn't see the big deal in them. "You'd need something more durable like a string of lights, maybe a wreathy thingy that goes on the banisters. Why don't you just use a muting spell, anytime christmas music comes on it dims in sound?"
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@buddingripper​
❛ You seem morally inclined enough to do something stupid. ❜
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@letterskept​
❝ i feel like you’re taking advantage of me. ❞
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