[hider=Natalie Miller] [indent][indent][indent][h1][color=black]█ NATALIE MILLER[/color][/h1][/indent][table][row][color=#2e2c2c][sup][h3][b] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[right]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right] [/b][/h3][/sup][/color][/row][row][cell][sub][sub][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/px2sd9b.gif[/img] [/center][/sub] [color=000000][b] ▼ PERSONAL DETAILS[/b][/color][/sub] [indent][sub][color=000000]► [b]Age -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]Twenty-Five.[/color] [color=000000]► [b]Gender -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]Female.[/color] [color=000000]► [b]Sexuality -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]Bisexual.[/color] [color=000000]► [b]Nickname -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]Nat, Nattie, Millie.[/color] [color=000000]► [b]Occupation -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]Influencer.[/color] [color=000000]► [b]Qualifications -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]BA in Communications & Marketing.[/color] [color=000000]► [b]Residence -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]NYC, New York.[/color][/sub][/indent] [sup][color=000000][b] ▼ PHYSICALITY[/b][/color][/sup] [indent][sup][color=000000]► [b]Scars -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]-[/color] [color=000000]► [b]Tattoos -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]-[/color] [color=000000]► [b]Piercings -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]Ears.[/color] [color=000000]► [b]Style -[/b][/color] [color=dcdcdc]Natalie wears all sorts of fashion because of her work, mostly for sponsorships and promotion. Privately, there is no typical go-to selection. Whatever is available and somewhat clean usually works.[/color][/sup] [/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/iJ5i3Ii.png[/img][/center][sub][color=#2e2c2c]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sub][/cell][cell][h2][sup][sub][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/824488408562794527/968973656409636884/sheet_footers.png[/img][color=000000]LIFE AT RITMAN[/color][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/824488408562794527/968973655734358206/life_at_ritman.png[/img][/sub][/sup][/h2][indent][color=dcdcdc][sub] Natalie was as [i]plastic[/i] as it gets in High School. Bizarrely obsessed with appearance, social status, and doing trendy things, her focus was on anything besides academics. Even if being able to grasp what she had to learn, Natalie cheated more than once out of unadulterated laziness or for the sake of making some thirsty boy do her bidding. She was absolutely a core member of the [i]mean girls[/i], the popular crowd, the plastics, or whatever people called it. While their influence over some matters at Ritman was obvious, they were not comically evil or nasty to other students. Even if some kind of bullying did occur, it was mostly online and towards other girls that had either actively or passively offended the group. The term 'offended' is used extremely loosely here. It could entail just wearing the wrong shirt to school or having a pathetic follower count on Instagram. However, Natalie was not the worst of the bunch. There were about four or five other chicks in this little circle of devils that could be considered 'mean' in that comically psychological way. Some of them were more overt and outspoken about things. Natalie was more of the passive-aggressive kind that made inappropriate comments and snarky remarks. However, this mostly happened when the others of the group were around. When she was alone, Natalie conversed with other students in her classes in a completely normal way. She was a bit of a 'bridge' between the sociopathic plastics and the regular crowd, even the rejects at times. However, this tale was slightly different online. Natalie was no stranger to shit on people that did not deserve to exist on social media, specifically Instagram. It was an unhealthy obsession, which eventually turned into a lucrative business. Contrary to popular belief, Natalie only went through two relationships during her time at Ritman. The first, and most extensive, was with one of the school athletes named Jonathan Robson. A year later, during one of many house parties, Natalie cheated on Jonathan with one of the cheerleaders, Alison Helliwell. The outcome was a spectacular scene and intense drama at the party, as well as several days at school. Being who he was at heart, Jonathan tried to get them to agree to a threesome rather than being hurt or mad. This did not go down well with Natalie, and any and all relationships promptly ended. Whenever this kind of thing happened among the [i]plastics[/i], it became the town gossip for days, especially in the teacher lounge. [/sub][/color][/indent][h2][sup][sub][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/824488408562794527/968973656409636884/sheet_footers.png[/img][color=000000]PSYCHE[/color][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/824488408562794527/968973656178974720/psyche.png[/img][/sub][/sup][/h2][indent][color=dcdcdc][sub] The toxic attitude surrounding the 'plastics' thing faded after graduating from Ritman. The attitude has always been there and will be there in the future to some degree, but there is much less contact with the other members of that group that can fuel the fire. Natalie put all of her effort and time into the social media presence, which eventually took a good turn about a year after high school. The follower count skyrocketed, the sponsorships rolled in, and one complicated social environment was traded for another. The 'influencer' world was not unlike what Natalie had experienced in high school. It was just larger in scale, not to mention the fashion and modeling world that came creeping ever so closer. Natalie would not consider herself spiteful, just uninterested. If she had to analyze it, which she is definitely capable of, the conclusion would most likely land on Natallie being unfulfilled or shallow. The social media thing has taken a toll on her, mentally and physically. The realization that she engages with a hostile industry that feels no remorse when taking advantage of people or abusing them has surely made Natalie more humble. She has secretly wished for a change in her environment and social circle. The people that she naturally attracts are often unhealthy company. They are obsessive-compulsive narcissists that take joy in character assassinations and degenerate indulgences. However, the influencer business is like any other addiction. It is difficult to get out of it even if you want to. Natalie needs an excuse, any kind of excuse, to close it all down or at least reduce the amount of clout chasing she does herself and is subjected to. Time after Ritman made Natalie more verbal. She is quite well-spoken, but there is still a clear hint of the old resting bitch-face thing where she does not say anything. Her lack of verbal filter online has spilled into the real world. She can, at times, when pressured, say things that can leave a bad taste in people's mouths. It is not always intentional, though. The real and online worlds sort of bleed together, as if Natalie was constantly on a bad trip from shitty drugs. There is a bit of derealization and depersonalization going on with her, as a result of constant dopamine drowning and the presence of people that are horrific caricatures of themselves. [/sub][/color][/indent][sup][color=#2e2c2c]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/cell][/row][/table][table][row][color=#2e2c2c][sup][h3][b] ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[right]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/right] [/b][/h3][/sup][/color][/row][row][cell][h2][sup][sub][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/824488408562794527/968973656409636884/sheet_footers.png[/img][color=000000]POWER[/color][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/824488408562794527/968973655960879144/power.png[/img][/sub][/sup][/h2][indent][color=dcdcdc][sub] Natalie can affect physical and mental health. Health in this case is the state of physical and mental well-being of a person or animal that is clearly alive. She can increase or decrease the healing process to the point of rapid regeneration or indefinitely prevent recovery at all. At some stage, Natalie is able to sense or detect injuries and diseases in an entity before it is apparent or felt. Wounds and diseases that Natalie has healed or prevented are also subject to be re-inflicted by her hand. However, she cannot cause new wounds or diseases with this ability. Moderate to severe pain can be alleviated by physical contact with Natalie. The more contact, the less pain someone will feel. However, the relief will subside the same instant as the contact is broken. This can affect certain mental and emotional duress. However, the effectiveness might depend on who the person at risk is. Physical contact is also necessary when Natalie has to heal a wound. Depending on circumstance and severity, the healing process itself might be extremely painful, as the body is not used to rapid cellular regrowth and tissue regeneration. As for Natalie herself, the ability does not work automatically. She must go through the same process of focus as with healing a third party. However, the process will seem to be automatic in regard to poisons, toxins, viruses, parasites, and other such things. That is, Natalie cannot get infected or sick by external influence. Further, the healing process could also remove minor imperfections of the skin, such as scars, acne, rashes, burning, and other inflammations or harm caused by elements. [/sub][/color][/indent][color=#2e2c2c]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/cell][cell][color=#2e2c2c]-[/color] [sub][color=000000][b] ▼ STRENGTHS[/b][/color][/sub] [indent][sub][color=dcdcdc][color=000000]►[/color] Immunity to sickness, poison, and parasites. [/color][/sub][/indent] [sup][color=000000][b] ▼ WEAKNESSES[/b][/color][/sup] [indent][sup][color=dcdcdc][color=000000]►[/color] For serious wounds or advanced diseases, Natalie must eventually sacrifice her own well-being as a health transfer. This will show itself as fatigue, fever, and other common symptoms of a general cold or influenza. [color=000000]►[/color] Radiation and other advanced hazards cannot be healed. [color=000000]►[/color] This ability cannot de-age or revive someone from the dead.[/color][/sup][/indent][sup][color=#2e2c2c]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/sup][/cell][/row][/table][/indent][/indent] [/hider] [hider=Relations] [center][h1][color=black]NATALIE MILLER[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Ffj9IS7.gif[/img] [i]"I know you have a crush on me. That's okay, everyone does."[/i] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1BygEljd44]♩ ♪ ♫ ♬[/url] [color=black][b]N A T A L I E . M I L L E R "The Bitch"[/b][/color] [i][color=silver]Natalie has become an anti-hero, of sorts. Her skewed and twisted sense of morality has found its way into the doings of the greater good for the people around her. That has been the ambition, at least. There have been few ways of realizing these grand aspirations in the hostile world of influencers and socialites at degenerate NYC penthouse parties and the wild west of the internet. Having spent most of her life dealing with obsessive-compulsive narcissistic sociopaths has miraculously forced enough change in her psyche to warrant this modest ambition to take root. The reunion is the one opportunity for Natalie to put it to the test.[/color][/i] [color=yellow]⚜[/color] Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || [color=00aeef]☮[/color] Friends || [color=green]♫[/color] Best Friends || [color=ec008c]♥[/color] Crush || [color=92278f]⚤[/color] Boyfriend/Girlfriend || [color=ed1c24]☠[/color] Disliked[/center] [center] [img]https://ccrealtors.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/04/png-divider-lines-divider-line-png-2665.png[/img] [i][color=silver]Natalie looks through an old yearbook of Ritman High. Someone is asking her about the following people, and she answers...[/color][/i] [/center] ☯ [color=black][b]M E I R . A M O S . M A G G I D[/b][/color] ☯ [@Salsa Verde] [color=silver]"I remember Meir. He took a lot of shit from the gals, and I guess I didn't help much, but at least I didn't say or do anything nasty to him. We did speak every now and then about every day stuff, you know, school shit. He was a bit stiff, I guess. I hope he has loosed up a bit now."[/color] [color=black][b]"Are you aware of what he is doing now?"[/b][/color] [color=silver]"No, what?"[/color] [color=black][b]"He is a professor at MIT."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Really? Sexy."[/color] ☯ [color=black][b]W I L L I A M . B I S H O P[/b][/color] ☯ [@Gisk] [color=silver]"Oh yeah, I know Billy. I follow him on Insta. He's such a handsome boy, and talented, so how could you not get wobbly feet around him? I think he follows me as well, but we haven't really talked at all. He was sort of my guilty pleasure back then, the only reason to go to those stupid shows the school put on."[/color] [color=ed1c24]☠[/color] ☯ [color=black][b]S A R A . Z H O U[/b][/color] ☯ [color=ed1c24]☠[/color] [@banjoanjo] [color=silver]"Oh boy, yeah, I've got some apologizing to do here, that's for sure. I remember that I had some issues with, ehm, how to put this—[i]what[/i] I was attracted to at the time. And, there were rumors going around about this chick that made her a punching bag for me, for whatever fucking reason I don't even remember. Anyway, she was already being picked on for the accent and everything, so I guess I thought it was open season or whatever. I think she hates my guts, obviously, but I intend to fix that."[/color] [color=black][b]"Did you dislike her?"[/b][/color] [color=silver]"I guess I did back then, but I don't now."[/color] [color=yellow]⚜[/color] ☯ [color=black][b]J A C K . D A N I E L . W I L K E R S O N[/b][/color] ☯ [color=yellow]⚜[/color] [@nodogs] [color=silver]"Ah, JD, of course, I remember. Let me tell you, I used to dump so much shit about the gals on her, ESPECIALLY before big parties, that the fallout was fucking hilarious. I was definitely the Joker, or maybe Harley Quinn, of my old gang. I could just as easily shit on them as I could anyone else, they all did the same anyway, so it wasn't a crime or something. Anyway, JD, she helped me with all that mischief—cool chick and [i]fine[/i] as fuck."[/color] ☯ [color=black][b]O L E A N D E R . O K O N E D O[/b][/color] ☯[@Aeolian] [color=silver]"I don't think I know who this is. Or, maybe, perhaps I've seen him, obviously, but I can't say I ever interacted with him. Who is he?"[/color] [color=black][b]"Nice guy, didn't appear to run in any particular circles."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Huh, okay. It'll be nice to meet him, then. Hopefully, he doesn't hate my ass just by rumors."[/color] [color=yellow]⚜[/color] [color=00aeef]☮[/color] [color=black][b]M A R C O . V A L E N S I[/b][/color] [color=00aeef]☮[/color] [color=yellow]⚜[/color] [@udonoodles] [color=silver]"Marco! I definitely know him. I guess I had a thing for some of the artsy guys back then. That kind of expression is somewhat connected to fashion, imagery, and mood found in social media, so maybe it's not an awful stretch to say that I enjoy it. Anyway, I remember that I decided to 'protect' this guy from the gals or any other asshole that wanted to shit on him. If I told him what kind of nasty stuff he dodged because of me, his mind would fucking blow to pieces. Then, he sort of faded out of view and disappeared. What happened to him?"[/color] [color=black][b]"It was a medical condition that slowed him down to a halt."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Huh, that's too bad. I probably would've helped him out if he had asked."[/color] ☯ [color=black][b]D A N T E . I B A R R A[/b][/color] ☯ [@Laertes] [color=silver]"Ah, yes, I know who this is. The gals were all over this guy for, well, not being a 'real' guy. The whole rainbow movement wasn't super big back then, especially not in Delton of all places. A lot of people were sneaking around with their sexualities, myself included. When I heard about Dante, I sort of stopped even being present when the gals gave him shit. I remember that I gave him a 'pass' on several occasions. I got some shit for it, instead, but I figure I could take it better than he would have. Did it ever get to him? Is he still who he is meant to be?[/color] [color=black][b]"It didn't, and he's doing well."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Cool, glad to hear that."[/color] [color=ed1c24]☠[/color] ☯ [color=black][b]S A M U E L . S A B I S T O N[/b][/color] ☯ [color=ed1c24]☠[/color] [@Rockette] [color=silver]"Ah, man, the gals gave this guy the full fucking nine yards of hard-hitting shit. The worst part is that I was in on it, too—no excuses this time. He was that loner fat kid, pretty much the stereotype you'd find in any High School movie. I feel really shitty about it now, though. So, yeah, tons of apologizing to do. I hope I can make it up to him, somehow."[/color] [color=black][b]"You probably won't recognize him now."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Oh yeah? He lost the weight, then?"[/color] [color=black][b]"That and more. I won't spoil it for you."[/b][/color] [color=ed1c24]☠[/color] ☯ [color=black][b]T R Y S T A N . K I E L . Z A R A G O Z A . S A L A Z A R[/b][/color] ☯ [color=ed1c24]☠[/color] [@The Man Emperor] [color=silver]"Yup, I got some apologizing to do here as well. The gals were on this guy, me as well to some degree. I didn't follow up on the race shit the gals gave him, but just being there and condoning it was bad enough. Either way, I hope he can forgive me somehow."[/color] [color=black][b]"Do you remember Jason Williamson?"[/b][/color] [color=silver]Natalie burst into an uncontrollable chuckle. "Yes, I do. What about him?[/color] [color=black][b]"You should ask Trystan about that incident on the field."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Trystan did that?!"[/color] [color=black][b]"I won't spoil it for you, so just ask him."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Shit, my man. I definitely will. That fucking spectacle was the most hilarious shit ever saw."[/color] [color=ec008c]♥[/color] [color=00aeef]☮[/color] [color=yellow]⚜[/color] [color=black][b]M E L A N I E . C A V I L L[/b][/color] [color=yellow]⚜[/color] [color=00aeef]☮[/color] [color=ec008c]♥[/color][@Benzaiten] [color=black][b]"So, here we are, at the end, and perhaps the most interesting person on the list."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"You sure did your homework."[/color] [color=black][b]"Describe [i]what[/i] Melanie is to you."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"An old flame, definitely. I probably wouldn't have said that back then, but that's how I see it now, for sure."[/color] [color=black][b]"Did you have any contact with her after Ritman?"[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Not really, no. I thought about her every now and then, but something always got in the way of checking up on her."[/color] [color=black][b]"Why is she special?"[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Well, we were one hell of a team, partners in crime."[/color] [color=black][b]"Describe what that means."[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Obviously, I wasn't the greatest student back then. I wasn't dumb or anything, I just didn't give a fuck about, you know, school and grades. Anyway, I got in the habit of forcing someone to do my essays or just paying them money. Now, Mel was at the opposite end of this same coin. She actually didn't mind by doing school stuff and certainly didn't care about being paid to do it. Anyway, then it sort of bled into group projects and shit, too. Mel just wanted to do everything by herself because everyone else just fucked everything up for her. I didn't want to do anything at all, so she just did everything and then filled me in on whatever I needed to know for the presentation to work. It was definitely a win-win situation. Eventually, I told the gals to leave Mel alone because of this arrangement."[/color] [color=black][b]"Interesting. But there was something more to it, was it not?"[/b][/color] [color=silver]"You know about that, too, do you?"[/color] [color=black][b]"It makes her special, does it not?"[/b][/color] [color=silver]"It certainly does. Well, we had a thing for each other. It grew over the course of our criminal escapades, and then it ended with a bit of rolling in the hay a few days before graduating." [color=black][b]"Is it fair to say that you are excited to see her again?"[/b][/color] [color=silver]"Yes, I suppose it is."[/color] Natalie blushed. [/color] [/hider]