This is where I'm going to post all of the characters, and the info about them. Right now I'm having trouble uploading pictures, so my charas won't have any pic for a little bit. Sorry about that :\

My characters:

Name: Night
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality: Shy, curious, a little sneaky, and likes working together
Bio: She is one of the only mice with shifting powers, so she is very secretive and doesn't use them in public. She was abandoned at birth when she was a mouselet, and she's been living on her own ever since. She has very few friends, so most of the time she hunts for cheese all by herself, so no one sees her powers in action.
Shifter, shaman or normal mouse? Shifter

Name: Hawkler
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Popular, a jerk, strong, experienced, and power-hungry
Bio: For all of his life, he's been popular for being such a good player. When he got an opportunity to become a shaman, he realized he could use this popularity to gain control over mice. When word of a shifter started going around, he decided to go after it, and gain even more popularity and power doing so.
Shifter, shaman or normal mouse? Shaman

The other characters:

From Prluna:

Name: Sky
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Personality: She is a kind, smart mouse, but she isn't very good at walljumping, or any of that athletic stuff. She can be sarcastic at times, but she means no harm to any mouse of any race.
Backstory/Bio: As a runt of the litter, she never got much attention. She was always picked on, and as a result of that, is quite insecure. She was abandoned on one of the harder maps, and she managed to find her way back, but she was shunned continually. She read lots of books as solace for her tormented life, and when she is frightened, she can turn into anything she wants. She hides, though, in fear of the mods and Shamans.
Shifter, Shaman or normal mouse? Shifter, but latent.


From Daisylol:

Name: Daisy
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Personality: Funny mouse, loves to draw, loves making music, is known as a Dj, but not as known. she can't really keep her mind together on her choices, she loves giving hugs and is very lovable. Is pretty good at getting cheese.
Backstory/Bio: As a child she was born from a Pirate father. she never really got to see her mom and has no idea who she is except that she looked very beautiful. Her father was pretty nice as a pirate. at the age 16 she found out she was a shifter, but didn't know anything about it. She keeps her shifting powers a seceret and has a lot of problems trying to. Daisy has a best friend who's a mod, but keeps it a seceret. Her whole life is all a seceret to her, and it really is hard to control for her.
Shifter, Shaman or normal mouse? Was a normal mouse but soon found out she was a shifter.

From Snowdragonf:

Name: Snow
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Personality: Kind when she is calm and happy, but if she is annoyed she gets snappy. She can be a best friend or a worst enemy. She sometimes goes crazy and does random things
Backstory/Bio: Her Parents were Shifters, but when they found out she was a Shaman, Snow got abandoned. She then lived on her own untill a mouse cared for her and she grew healthy. To this day she does not hate the shifters, she knows that the shaman race had a bad reputation with shifters.
Shifter, Shaman or normal mouse? Shaman.
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From Queenlordess:
Nice.
Name: Aira
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Personality:Calm as the air, and matured. Never gets angry and always says its alright. She also hands out tips for mice with problems. She also has free spirit. She is swift in building tho.
Backstory/Bio: Her parents died when she was about 6 years old. She is guided by her matured auntie and learned to live alone after the age of 11. She likes hunting for cheese in a less-laggy way. And after 5 years, when she was already 16, Her wings got bigger and stronger. She got a little popular. She was good and wise but didnt want that honor at all. She just wants to live peacefullly.
Shifter, Shaman or normal mouse? Shaman.
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From Henkju
Name: Henku

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Personality: For strangers reserved and distant, and doesn't talk much. Mostly makes random comments and tells facts, which makes smart impression. When warming up to someone, usually shares thoughts about the world. When fully trusts someone, seems bit weird, even crazy and tries always to confuse them. Has a very dark sense of humour. Somehow gets along with cats.

Backstory: Grew up in fairly normal family with mom, dad, little brother and little sister. When moved away from home, was usually alone. One day bumped into small group of mice with more or less real moustaches. With them Henku formed a club and took the place of spiritual chief. Now trying to lead around 20 mice club in peace.

Other: Usually mistaken as male but doesn’t really care about it. Usually keeps little piece of cheese, fake moustache and small clock in hat. Sleeps a lot.

Shifter, Shaman or normal mouse? (Almost) normal mouse. Just little crazy.


From Eeveewings:
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Name: Hattie (idw XD)
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Personality: Shy, Brave, Strange, Caring, Loves the cold, Gamer, Gay (idkw again XD)
Backstory/Bio: She was born in a cabin in the forest, her mother died and she started "Daymares" where she would fall into a sleep at anytime (you need to include this probably 2 times in each paragraph so people remeber TY) she his this from her father. the rest is in the story
Shifter, Shaman or normal mouse? Normal mouse
Character entries are closed, so don't post them. These are the main characters that will affect the story most, but there will be other less important characters that might be from denied entries or whatever.

Long ago, in the very first days of the world, there was a race of mice with amazing powers of awe and wonder.
Called the shifters, these mice could transform into any object, be it weights or boxes or planks, and then transform
back to mice once again. These shifters lived peacefully, gathering cheese by working in teams for a long, long time.
Then, one day, the first shaman was born unto this world. Seeing the shifters as naught but savage vermin, he
attacked against them, killing them off in droves. The shifters tried to fight back, but they were no match for the
shaman's almighty weapons of mass destruction. When the last remaining shifters scurried off to lands unknown,
the shaman used this barren ground to build a village for his people, of mice and shamans alike. And that was the
way this world had stayed, for moons gone and moons past, until a new race of shifters was born again...

Night had been looking for cheese for AGES. She was lost in the forest, tired and hungry. There were cats roaming free in this part of the world, and Night didn't have any shaman powers that would protect her. A faint smell of cheddar was coming from ahead, so lovely and delicious. Peeking through the undergrowth, she saw one of the most standard shaman maps in all of Transformice. A small sandy beach, with the sea just ahead. The cheese was hovering about 20 cm off the ground, which is a long jump for a mouse. Night knew how this map worked. You went up and grabbed the cheese, then once you got back into the water you sunk like a brick and drowned. It was much easier with a shaman, who could build a bridge to the cheese from the shore, but Night always liked to play solo. The smell of cheese was making her belly growl. She was probably going to faint soon, if she didn't get any food. It was time for action.
With a running start, Night dived into the sea, plunging fairly deep into the salty water. She swam until she was almost directly below the cheese, and then shot out like a torpedo, grabbing the cheese while she was in midair. As she started to fall back down, she aimed as far as she could for shore. Just as she was about to run out of breath and drown, she shifted into a small box, and floated to the surface like most wood does. From where she was it was just a small leap to shore, so she shifted right back into a mouse. Once she was back on solid ground she bit into the cheese, savoring the sharp taste. She put the rest into her inventory, saving it for when she got hungry later. As she was about to duck into the network of mouse holes winding and twisting underground, she heard a rustle in the bushes to the side of her. Suddenly, she felt a huge force slamming into her as everything went black.
* * *
Hawkler was sitting at one of the tables in 801, thinking of what he could do to pass the time. He was shamming for a group full of total noobs a bit ago, but making builds for mice who can't even walljump gets boring after a while. He liked being shaman for pros, who'd at least appreciate his divine mode skills. Most noobs just rushed it and fell to their deaths. As Hawkler sat there, the hustle and bustle of the bar exploded around him. There were waiters and waitresses rushing from tables to the kitchen and back again, there were drunkards passed out from Gouda and scotch, and there was just about every type of scum you could find at your average bar, especially one in the busiest part of Transformice. It was too loud for Hawkler here, he needed someplace calmer, someplace quieter, somewhere he could think. Paying for his drink, he set out into the forest.
As he walked along the vanilla trail, Hawkler's mind started to wander. He liked the vanilla trail best, because it was always the same, and easy to find your way back to 801 or wherever else you wanted to go. The other trails were always changing, with new paths every day. There were tales of people getting attacked by cats on some trails, especially if they got lost. Parts of the vanilla trail were starting to branch off into maps, but Hawkler didn't feel like following any of them. He wasn't hungry, and he definitely didn't need and of the shaman practice. He was the first mouse to test out divine mode, before it even got released to the public. He had already perfected that. Being one of the best players in all of Transformice made him popular and being popular gives you power. The only player with a better rank then him was a mod named Rose, excluding the admins and people who had died already. His mind was starting to lean towards what Rose had said the other day, while he was talking with her and some other friends. They were talking about what plans the admins had for the future, and if any new changes were happening.
"I hear that one of the admins is getting replaced," One of his friends had said, "It'll be sad to see her go."
Rose had replied, "Yeah, I'll sure miss her. I heard one of the admins talking about some old mutated race of mice, though. Said they'd love to get their hands on one, for experimenting and such." An idea formed in Hawkler's mind. He could capture one of those mice, and then bring it to the admins! Then they might make him a mod or an admin, and he'd get even more power than before! maybe even enough power to take over Transformice... He started to smirk. Reaching his nose into the air, he followed the scent of mouse.

Name: Henku

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Personality: For strangers reserved and distant, and doesn't talk much. Mostly makes random comments and tells facts, which makes smart impression. When warming up to someone, usually shares thoughts about the world. When fully trusts someone, seems bit weird, even crazy and tries always to confuse them. Has a very dark sense of humour. Somehow gets along with cats.

Backstory: Grew up in fairly normal family with mom, dad, little brother and little sister. When moved away from home, was usually alone. One day bumped into small group of mice with more or less real moustaches. With them Henku formed a club and took the place of spiritual chief. Now trying to lead around 20 mice club in peace.

Other: Usually mistaken as male but doesn’t really care about it. Usually keeps little piece of cheese, fake moustache and small clock in hat. Sleeps a lot.

Shifter, Shaman or normal mouse? (Almost) normal mouse. Just little crazy.

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