MoonGremlins

Name: Fiyero Tigelaar (Scarecrow) Age: Eternally stuck at 21 Relatives: Wife(?) Elphaba Thropp, Son Liir Thropp Powers: can detach and reattach his limbs, can't die as long as his head is preserved Weaknesses: fire, crows, Rain Dislikes/likes:likes: works of fiction, pushing limits, remembering what it's like to be mortal, music dislikes:  fire, how easily the public can turn, schools Position: Librarian Sexual Orientation: refuses to give himself a label Crush/interest(?): Elphaba (wicked witch of the West) Personality: fun loving and kind, sometimes vain and a penchant for breaking rules, but always willing to fight for what's righ

Name: Liir Thropp Age:19 Parents/relatives: Son of The Wicked Witch of the West (Elphaba Thropp) and the Scarecrow (Fiyero Tigelaar) Powers: Weak magical affinity(nothing like his mothers), slight sheen to his skin Weaknesses: Cold, has a weak immune system, the dark (Phobia)Large bodies of water Dislikes/Likes:Dislikes: (again)the dark, people who need to get off their high horses, Holier-than-thou attitudes, cruelty, large bodies of water. Likes: Food, his parents getting along, Revolution. School Year: 12th Sexual orientation: Bi Crush/interest(?): None for now Personality: Serious, has the propensity for viciousness, He never understood

Startling at every noise a young blonde wandered through town, his emerald green eyes darting about suspiciously  as the people in town moved along with their lives, not really sending him anything but an extra glance. He supposed that was good, it meant he wasn't being followed. By either of them... by anything. Which was good... if he could just get himself to relax for a damn second... He supposed it was what was coming, he was a bit stuck in a loop of paranoia around this time of year anyway. Even if Neither of them were around. Feeling a small pat on his back he nearly jumped out of his skin and spun around to face his assailant. Noth

“Hey Moon-” “No.” “You don't even know what I was going to say!” “Don't have to You're a moron, everything you say almost always follows suit.” “Come on! I've said smart things before!” “Name one incident?” The Astronomer looked down from her perch with bored grey eyes at the blonde elf on the ground. Tsuki glared up at her with defiance alight in his green eyes. “That time where I figured out that kid was a shapeshifter!” Moon rolled her eyes and hopped down to the ground. “Only because you saw him transform. You're stupid but not blind.” s

“Now Mary, what do we do when someone come with a fireball?” “Big wave to put it out!”  a few tufts of blonde hair flopped infront of the young girl's face. “What about plant spear?” Grey eyes idly skimmed through a spellbook. “Uhm... fire?”a little hand went up to scratch behind her ear as she thought. Mary North was being quizzed by her cousin and her cousins best friend on what kind of magic to use and when. She was too young to do much beyond the quizzing and a few simple spells but she could at least learn what to do, if not how to do it. Patricia North pushed her glasses a little high