Selene's Playby Shop

Coal's height brushes 6'2, maybe 6'3 tops, and his weight around 130 pounds. He has very pale skin, though he figures that's just from his addition to nighttime. He has very messy, unruly, kind of overlong ebony black hair with silver tips[long story, don't ask]. It falls across his face in a diagonal, falling over his right eye. You might say it's cut "emo", but he prefers you don't use that term. Oh yeah, eyes. Those are almost always expressionless, their color giving ebony a run for it's money. They're probably the most stunning feature about Coal. They're like black orbs--taking in everything and giving away nothing. Piece of advice? Don't lock eyes with Coal. Ever. They're built-in traps. Don't fall for it.
He has scars on his back that look somewhat like wishbones cut in half; the most significant of the dozens and dozens that decorate his body. However, these are definitely the most interesting. Most figure they come from his Gang background, but one with a more keen eye for details might suggest they look like...wing scars. But it's not like Coal would give you any lead either way...
Coal has a Coloradoan accent and pale, strangely soft lips that almost never leave a relaxed line. You might get a hint of a melting smirk, but that's as close to a grin as you'll ever get with him. He's got a strong build, not to mention muscular, from years of self-defense. Rock hard stomach, and arms and legs you would definitely probably call 'muscular'. Most people call him emo, but don't let him hear you say that. He's goth, dude. He doesn't do that cuttin' thing. He has enough wounds to deal with, without adding the ones from himself in the mix. Coal has a number tattooed to the back of his neck, though no one knows what it is or what it means. He doesn't even really remember where it came from. It reads 0012-0018-2012, which is just a bunch of nonsense. Coal also has a couple other tattoos, but these one's are a little less mysterious. A little. The most significant is the one on his back, from shoulder to shoulder, is the Latin word "Messor" which means something important, if you'd like to translate ;3 Coal likes to wear many rings on his fingers, which probably all mean something. Not like he'd tell you, though. Pullovers or black leather jackets are also favorites, along with plain dark gray or black t-shirts. A pair of old, ripped jeans, a black studded belt hanging loosely from his waist and his old all-star converse high-tops work fine to top it off, giving him, yes, an 'emo' look. Shush.
Many call him "The Fallen Angel" or "Reaper", because really? To sum it all up, that's a perfect description. Coal's personality is something even I am still trying to figure out exactly. The extent of my knowledge does not go too far; but I'll tell you what I know...
Ah, here's an idea:
Remember those stories your mom used to tell you at night? The ones that were meant to scare you? That creepy, silent, mysterious character wasn't fictional. It was Coal. He know how to appear like mist, get under your skin, and seduce you like no other. Coal Nightbird wasn't nicknamed "Reaper" for nothing, babe. I swear to god, if there's a sexier, more dangerous, more absolutely lethal badboy out there, the world is about to see it's last days. He's a good liar, but what else would you expect from him? He can be flat out truthful, as well, though it normally spills out as sarcastic. That's yet another thing Coal seems to master. He is, honestly, one of the scariest people you'll ever meet. Advise? Try to avoid being alone in a dark room. He knows no boundaries; listens to no one's rules. Coal has this aura about him...it's...kind of hard to explain. He's insanely hard to resist, though everything about him warns you not to get too close. Almost like a beautiful, deadly poisonous snake. It begs you to touch it, get close...but that's when it'll strike. The poison can kill you in seconds.
Coal isn't the most ideal kid to mess with. For the most part, Coal will keep to himself. However, there is the rare time that someone will catch his attention. Enemies would be one of them, darlin'. Fair warning now: You don't really wanna be on Coal's bad side. For starters, he has serious anger issues. His emotions are usually hidden behind his expressionless face; trapped behind a brick wall that seems to sit right behind the surface of his skin. It's next to impossible to predict what exactly the kid is thinking or feeling...except for when it comes to anger. Everything pours out into action. Coal is insanely violent. This can tend to be a bad thing; a fatal flaw, actually. Not only this, but in addition to that lousy flaw, he also has terrible dyslexia that applies to both letters and numbers. Honestly, I wouldn't bring it up, though. He has a little thing called pride, which he enjoys keeping in good shape. Normally, he is able to smoothly avoid ego-attacks, but bringing up his disabilities has really proved to piss him off. Not exactly the violent part, but the silent treatment. Oh, baby, you KNOW you've screwed with him when he gives you the ST. Best case scenario? You leave him alone. He'll probably forgive you in a week or two. Hopefully.
Now, of course, I wouldn't get Coal mixed up with an asshole. He's just...reserved. Foxish....and...oh, what was that term I used earlier? Dangerous? Exactly.
So, to say the very least ... ha, steer clear of the Reaper, sweetie. It might just save your life.
Coal 'owns'--no wait scratch that. He is stalked by Satain's blackbird. There we go. All He did was save it from being run over by a car again as it lay in the road, looking as ugly as hell, and ever since, the thing STALKS him like he thinks the bird-mutant is his long-lost nestmate. It won't leave him alone. Okay....soooo maybe he adopted it. MAYBE. But even if He didn't, he wouldn't leave him alone anyways. His name's Plecto. It's Latin for death. That is yet another long story I don't feel like going into. Oh, and just to let you know, Coal taught Plecto a few tricks. But it's a secret~ but a piece of advice, Babe? If you hear him screech a high-pitched 5 note tune? Run. For all you've got; and don't dare trip, look back, slow down. Just. Run.

Kylee has jet black hair that goes past her shoulders. Her eyes are blue, just like the ocean. Her mom always told her that. Kylee has fair skin and no freckles. She is about 5' 7" and has long legs. Kylee also has a scar on her left cheek from the hellhound attack. She usually is in an old t-shirt and jeans.

Tori has dark brown hair, like chocolate. It falls down to her shoulders. In her hair, there is a dark red, almost dark brown, streak. She has dark eyes as well. Tori's eyes are almost black in the night's light, but brown in the sun. She stands at about 5' 6" now, since she has grown since her last year at camp. Tori's skin is tan, since she spends most of her time outside, some is also natural. She has several more scars now, more than before. Her biggest scar is in her shoulder, where the arrow that was supposed to kill her was shot. Others are on her arms, back and neck. Tori is also fairly muscular, since she has had to fend for herself long enough.

Daisy has straight blonde hair that goes just ot her shoulders. Her eyes are a soft green. Daisy's eyebrows are more strawberry blonde than her hair. She doesn't wear make-up because its too much work and she thinks it looks tacky. Daisy is about 5' 7" and has long legs.