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((3rd character slot has been purchased for this kiddo!))
*Fantasy Character

*Name
-- Amaunet

*Gender
-- Female

*Birthday
-- October 24th

*Pokémon Species
-- Cofagrigus

*Race
-- Cofagrigus

*Age

-- 1,900 Years

*Height
-- 5'3" (1m 62cm)

*Weight
-- 130 lbs (58kg)

*Personality
-- Amaunet, at her best, is a very confident and energetic individual, she'll meet new challenges with excitement and determination, knowing she'll put her best foot forward and give it all she can. She's careful enough to think things through ahead of time, which is a very helpful habit when planning heists. She's very independent and is reluctant to work with others, fewer moving pieces in play, means fewer chances for failure in her line of work, and she's been so preoccupied with her self-imposed mission, that she's forgotten to stop and make connections with others.
She's a very vengeful spirit, and when crossed will make sure whoever has wronged her will learn the hard way that they shouldn't do it again. On top of this, she also has a short temper and tends to get frustrated fairly easy, which has on multiple occassions, caused her to take things way out of proportion! If one were to tolerate her shortcomings, and somehow find their way to her armour plated heart, she'd make a fierce ally and loyal friend, but a steep road up a rainy cliffside would make for a far easier path to travel than one that would lead to friendship with her.

*History
-- What had been a very peaceful and very long rest in her family's tomb, was rudely interrupted by the sounds of scuttering, the light tinkling and shuffling of gold and precious objects being shuffled in to sacs. The grunts of effort in lifting them, followed by the frantic shushing of others, trying to keep the noise down so as not to disrupt the sleeping spirits within the tomb.

But despite their best efforts, something stirred in the dark. Though she couldn't push the lid from her coffin up like she normally could. The ornate casket rattled, as the spirit inside it fought against the chains that held it shut. That was all the cue needed for the intruders to grab what they could and bolt. The sounds of heavy footsteps pounded against the ancient stone, and hurried across sand that had laid dorment and undisturbed for centuries. The chains were eventually strained enough to allow for a ghostly hand to slip through a crack, and then another. One searched for a lock, the other, a stone off the floor. The lock was quickly found and smashed, the chains removed and the lid of the sarcophagus burst open. A spirit, small in height, but eminating a large aura of danger leaped out, ready to face whoever dared enter the sacred ground. But as she focused...she found there was no one to be seen, just footprints and an empty chamber that was once filled with glittering gold and priceless artifacts. "It is gone...all gone..." Fretted the spirit. "This cannot be..." She raced quickly to the entrance of the tomb, following the trail of steps diligently. The sun outside was blinding, causing the spirit to cover her face with her arms and retreat back to the shadow to give her eyes a better chance to adjust.

Stepping out once more as she slowly became more accustomed to the light, she gasped. The trail of footsteps ended, the wind that pushed the ever shifting sands having erased all hope of following them to their source. The entire wealth of her family had been stolen in the blink of an eye and she had been prevented in stopping it. The spirit collapsed to her knees, tears of great sorrow and anger rolling down her face. It wasn't the loss of fortune she grieved for, but the memories connected to the objects. Their history, all their trials and triumphs, all gone in some lowlife's bag, undoubtedly headed for markets to turn a quick profit. "I will find them." She swore. "May Arceus be my witness. I will find them, and my treasure. I will not rest until I return with what is rightfully mine." A vengeful spirit is not one to be triffled with, and Amaunet was no exception. The cofagrigus had since made it her goal to track down the thieves who robbed her, and return the favour. Her efforts so far have turned up little of her own posessions, but she's managed to empty out the storehouses of several groups of grave robbers and thieves. Stealing from them, and returning what she could to rightful owners while pocketing the rest to fund her own mission. She's gathered quite a large fortune for herself, but all of it is worthless compared to what she seeks. One could say she'd already succombed to the darkness, the day she chose to fall in with the likes of thieves and lowlifes herself. But she'll argue she is only doing it for a good cause, and therefore she is fine. As for learning about this other world, and the call to heroism. She's agreed to lend a hand to these students. If only for a chance to make sure the robbers haven't snuck their way into this world beyond, and noteriety would do well in making her cause more known. Which could mean more eyes and ears making it harder for the thieves to hide.

*Class/Abilities
-- Rogue / Thief
She prefers to stick to the shadows and sneak around, avoiding conflict where she can, as she's not the strongest physically. But should a fight arise, her main tactics are evasive, and quick. Aiming to subdue or distract the opponent long enough to deliver precise strikes to slow them down and allow her to make a fast getaway.
While she's in the fantasy world she is far more ghost-like, with abilities such as becoming incorporeal, and phasing through walls and objects (and, maybe the occasional person or two just to freak them out)

*Weapon
-- Her weapon of choice is an ornate dagger that has been in her family for generations. It was one of the first pieces she recovered in her search for the treasure that was stolen from her, and takes great care to keep it sharp and polished.

Hobbies
-- Trying to find her treasure
-- Spending the money she's stolen from other thieves

Extras/Fun Facts
-- on top of using her ghosty arms in combat, she also likes using them to get around when she doesn't feel like walking on her legs.
-- she wears crocs with socs in the highschool world, someone told her it was fashionable and she believed them.
-- prefers to wear more 'masculine' clothing, as she finds it more comfortable and easier to move around in.
-- doesn't know how to feel about the normal fleshy body she gets when she enters the high school world.
-- she enjoys sporks, and finds them very useful

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High School Disguise

*Name
-- Amaunet

*Pokémon Species
-- Cofagrigus

*Age
--

Senior - 19

*Height
-- 5'3" (1m 62cm)

*Weight
-- 130 lbs (58kg)

*Archetype
-- Rich Kid / Bully / Troublemaker

Description

((3rd character slot has been purchased for this kiddo!))
*Fantasy Character

*Name
-- Amaunet

*Gender
-- Female

*Birthday
-- October 24th

*Pokémon Species
-- Cofagrigus

*Race
-- Cofagrigus

*Age

-- 1,900 Years

*Height
-- 5'3" (1m 62cm)

*Weight
-- 130 lbs (58kg)

*Personality
-- Amaunet, at her best, is a very confident and energetic individual, she'll meet new challenges with excitement and determination, knowing she'll put her best foot forward and give it all she can. She's careful enough to think things through ahead of time, which is a very helpful habit when planning heists. She's very independent and is reluctant to work with others, fewer moving pieces in play, means fewer chances for failure in her line of work, and she's been so preoccupied with her self-imposed mission, that she's forgotten to stop and make connections with others.
She's a very vengeful spirit, and when crossed will make sure whoever has wronged her will learn the hard way that they shouldn't do it again. On top of this, she also has a short temper and tends to get frustrated fairly easy, which has on multiple occassions, caused her to take things way out of proportion! If one were to tolerate her shortcomings, and somehow find their way to her armour plated heart, she'd make a fierce ally and loyal friend, but a steep road up a rainy cliffside would make for a far easier path to travel than one that would lead to friendship with her.

*History
-- What had been a very peaceful and very long rest in her family's tomb, was rudely interrupted by the sounds of scuttering, the light tinkling and shuffling of gold and precious objects being shuffled in to sacs. The grunts of effort in lifting them, followed by the frantic shushing of others, trying to keep the noise down so as not to disrupt the sleeping spirits within the tomb.

But despite their best efforts, something stirred in the dark. Though she couldn't push the lid from her coffin up like she normally could. The ornate casket rattled, as the spirit inside it fought against the chains that held it shut. That was all the cue needed for the intruders to grab what they could and bolt. The sounds of heavy footsteps pounded against the ancient stone, and hurried across sand that had laid dorment and undisturbed for centuries. The chains were eventually strained enough to allow for a ghostly hand to slip through a crack, and then another. One searched for a lock, the other, a stone off the floor. The lock was quickly found and smashed, the chains removed and the lid of the sarcophagus burst open. A spirit, small in height, but eminating a large aura of danger leaped out, ready to face whoever dared enter the sacred ground. But as she focused...she found there was no one to be seen, just footprints and an empty chamber that was once filled with glittering gold and priceless artifacts. "It is gone...all gone..." Fretted the spirit. "This cannot be..." She raced quickly to the entrance of the tomb, following the trail of steps diligently. The sun outside was blinding, causing the spirit to cover her face with her arms and retreat back to the shadow to give her eyes a better chance to adjust.

Stepping out once more as she slowly became more accustomed to the light, she gasped. The trail of footsteps ended, the wind that pushed the ever shifting sands having erased all hope of following them to their source. The entire wealth of her family had been stolen in the blink of an eye and she had been prevented in stopping it. The spirit collapsed to her knees, tears of great sorrow and anger rolling down her face. It wasn't the loss of fortune she grieved for, but the memories connected to the objects. Their history, all their trials and triumphs, all gone in some lowlife's bag, undoubtedly headed for markets to turn a quick profit. "I will find them." She swore. "May Arceus be my witness. I will find them, and my treasure. I will not rest until I return with what is rightfully mine." A vengeful spirit is not one to be triffled with, and Amaunet was no exception. The cofagrigus had since made it her goal to track down the thieves who robbed her, and return the favour. Her efforts so far have turned up little of her own posessions, but she's managed to empty out the storehouses of several groups of grave robbers and thieves. Stealing from them, and returning what she could to rightful owners while pocketing the rest to fund her own mission. She's gathered quite a large fortune for herself, but all of it is worthless compared to what she seeks. One could say she'd already succombed to the darkness, the day she chose to fall in with the likes of thieves and lowlifes herself. But she'll argue she is only doing it for a good cause, and therefore she is fine. As for learning about this other world, and the call to heroism. She's agreed to lend a hand to these students. If only for a chance to make sure the robbers haven't snuck their way into this world beyond, and noteriety would do well in making her cause more known. Which could mean more eyes and ears making it harder for the thieves to hide.

*Class/Abilities
-- Rogue / Thief
She prefers to stick to the shadows and sneak around, avoiding conflict where she can, as she's not the strongest physically. But should a fight arise, her main tactics are evasive, and quick. Aiming to subdue or distract the opponent long enough to deliver precise strikes to slow them down and allow her to make a fast getaway.
While she's in the fantasy world she is far more ghost-like, with abilities such as becoming incorporeal, and phasing through walls and objects (and, maybe the occasional person or two just to freak them out)

*Weapon
-- Her weapon of choice is an ornate dagger that has been in her family for generations. It was one of the first pieces she recovered in her search for the treasure that was stolen from her, and takes great care to keep it sharp and polished.

Hobbies
-- Trying to find her treasure
-- Spending the money she's stolen from other thieves

Extras/Fun Facts
-- on top of using her ghosty arms in combat, she also likes using them to get around when she doesn't feel like walking on her legs.
-- she wears crocs with socs in the highschool world, someone told her it was fashionable and she believed them.
-- prefers to wear more 'masculine' clothing, as she finds it more comfortable and easier to move around in.
-- doesn't know how to feel about the normal fleshy body she gets when she enters the high school world.
-- she enjoys sporks, and finds them very useful

---------------------------------------

High School Disguise

*Name
-- Amaunet

*Pokémon Species
-- Cofagrigus

*Age
--

Senior - 19

*Height
-- 5'3" (1m 62cm)

*Weight
-- 130 lbs (58kg)

*Archetype
-- Rich Kid / Bully / Troublemaker